1. Write a narrative essay imitating the social opera text of 500 words
Although I am only a young man, I like reading Lu Xun's works very much. Especially the article "Social Opera", maybe because I often go to the countryside and get close to nature. "Social Opera" also reflects rural life, which makes me feel friendly when reading it. This article "A 500-word Essay on Social Opera" is compiled from junior high school essays and is for reference only. If you think it’s good, please comment and share ~ Thank you for your reading and support!
Although I am only a young man, I like reading Lu Xun's works very much. Especially the article "Social Opera", maybe because I often go to the countryside and get close to nature. "Social Opera" also reflects rural life, which makes me feel friendly when reading it, and I want to read it again.
Whenever I read "She Opera", a beautiful "rural night scene" appears in front of my eyes: blue sky, round bright moon, small stone bridge, and small and exquisite rowing boats. These were originally very common scenery in the countryside and are familiar to us, but after some artistic processing by Lu Xun, they look like magical scenery that everyone yearns for. From here we can also see Lu Xun’s nostalgia for the countryside and his attachment to his grandmother’s house when he was a child. This inspired me and other children to love our hometown.
Lu Xun truly reproduced the spiritual outlook of rural children at that time. In Lu Xun's works, a group of ordinary rural children are all so simple and lovely, and their hearts are so noble and selfless. Among these children, I prefer Shuangxi and Qijin. They are brave and selfless, enthusiastic, lively and love labor. Shuangxi was a loyal person, and Qijin often played catching crickets with Lu Xun, and never cared about minor conflicts when they happened. They live in harmony and are truly good friends. And I once had conflicts with classmates over trivial matters, and now I feel ashamed when I think about it. After reading this article, I feel that we should have a spirit of humility, build a good relationship with classmates, and create a harmonious campus.
I read this article over and over again and felt that every word in the article was filled with Lu Xun’s deep love for rural children. I felt that rural children were also very happy.
2. An urgent 800-word essay on interesting childhood stories in imitation of a social drama
An 800-word essay on interesting childhood stories. Childhood is like an elf, bringing you joy, anger, sorrow, and joy; like a freshener, it fills the good with memories. room; like a butterfly, colorful stories are recorded in the brain... Everyone has a beautiful childhood, which is our most precious memory.
We grew up with the joy of childhood, and those beautiful things always make people have endless aftertaste. I remember it was a Sunday.
My friends and I had nothing to do, and I don’t know who came up with a golden idea—climbing a mountain! Everyone looked at the winding path on the hillside, filled with joy and challenge, and cheered up. Unknowingly, we were chasing each other up the mountain one after another.
Looking back, we have left the rugged mountain road behind. At the top of the mountain, when we look down, everything becomes "smaller than the mountains"; when we look up, the blue sky, the long white clouds and the soaring geese make us feel relaxed and happy.
We were picking dandelions and flowers in the fields; playing hide and seek in the grass; playing with torches in the wasteland; chasing each other happily under the big trees... We seemed to be in a paradise. , the boredom just now has been thrown out of the sky. When we were tired, we took a rest under the big tree. Everyone talked excitedly and laughed happily from time to time... As the sun set, the golden light spread all over the world.
We went home together and quarreled... One day, all my classmates came to my house, and I opened an empty house knowingly. I had an appointment in advance, which was tacitly understood. "Has everyone packed it?" I asked mysteriously.
"Bring it." Everyone took it out one after another, and saw: rice, salt, sauce, vinegar, noodles... everything is really there! Everyone started immediately. First, fix the "pot" - the can with a few wooden sticks, light a candle and put it underneath.
The first step in the process begins. Then the boys cut vegetables and the girls kneaded dough. Everyone was very busy.
...After a while, the dishes were put into the "pot" filled with water, and the boys got busy again: fanning them gently with a book. It was a hard job, and you had to squat down.
The girls laughed, but the boys were speechless.
Finally, we also finished the "pulled noodles". After putting them in, everyone's heart was in their throats, as if the world had stopped at this moment.
Finally! "Hard work pays off" the noodles and dishes are ready. Everyone laughed at each other for not cooking well. One said the dish was not tasty enough, and the other said the noodles were too soft.
Although everyone seemed dissatisfied on the surface, everyone's heart was filled with the joy of trying. Everyone’s laughter filled the whole room... Time passed quietly, leaving many beautiful memories hidden in the hearts and memories of each of us.
Every happy childhood has its own happiness. We grow up unconsciously, with laughter, tears, joy and sorrow, but we always feel that childhood life has endless fun! An essay about interesting childhood stories: An interesting 800-word word guessing essay. Have you ever played word guessing activities? It is a fun and informative game.
That day, when I came home from school, I couldn’t wait to gather my grandparents, parents, and mom together and announced loudly: We are going to play a charade game! Everyone looked surprised after hearing this, and my mother said, "If you don't cook, you won't eat?" "Let's talk about it later!" I replied. The lively scene of guessing crossword puzzles in the classroom today flashed through my mind, and I quickly said: "I'll give the question first! Draw the time circle, write the time square, winter time is long, summer time..." Before I could finish my words, "Sun!" Dad answered first, "It's too simple."
"Then I'll give you a difficult problem: There are two hundred thousand troops above and four small soldiers below. Open the north gate and there will be a big well in the middle." After everyone listened, they immediately started making gestures on the table with their fingers.
After a while, they said: "This word is really difficult to guess." One minute passed, and two minutes passed. At this time, I felt very proud, because the problem I had worked so hard to find was finally stumped. I was about to remind them when I heard my grandpa say slowly: "Is it Yanzi's 'Yan'?" I was stunned and said loudly: "Bingo! You are awesome!" Mom quickly put the 'Yan' After writing the words, everyone suddenly understood.
At this time, my mother said: "It's my turn! I need half, leave half..." "Thunder!" I blurted out before everyone could react, "How did you guess so fast? "My mother asked, and I said indifferently: "Oh, I guessed it in school, and it was me!" "No wonder," my mother said with a smile.
Grandma said: "Let me ask you to guess a word: almost six pounds." What is this word? We started gesticulating on the table with our fingers again, and then you looked at me and I looked at you, looking confused and at a loss.
Time passed by minute by second, and we still haven’t guessed it yet. Grandma looked at my depressed face and said: "Soldiers' soldiers!" I immediately wrote out the word "soldiers", that's it.
Dad thought for a while and said: "I'll ask you to guess a word. It is said that master's students have to work hard. A child named Bai Fang was standing by the river reading an article."
I quickly went to my grandma and wrote with her. After a while, grandma said: "It should be the 'excit' of motivation."
"Yes! Grandma, you are so awesome." I said excitedly.
"Stop guessing and eat!" Grandpa urged. At the dinner table, everyone was still talking about questions and guessing, and laughter echoed in the room.
This guessing game made me realize the unique fun of word puzzles and the magic of Chinese characters. An essay about interesting things from childhood: An 800-word essay about interesting things from childhood. Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, the new year has begun.
I am no longer the innocent, lively and cute little girl I was back then. I am already in the sixth grade of elementary school. I always look out the window silently at the dim sunshine, and gradually recall the colorful past.
I opened the floodgates of my memory and looked for traces of the past. Under the light of the sky, accompanied by the blue sky and white clouds, I grew up.
Looking back on my childhood, I really want to laugh. Everyone has a colorful childhood, and interesting things about childhood are just like the various shells on the seashore that sparkle against the sea water, emitting colorful light.
I can’t even count them all, but now I still hold the most shining shell in my hand, which is also one of my most unforgettable childhood fun things.
I remember when I was a child, there was an orange tree planted in front of my house that was planted with me when I was born. I often used a knife to carve marks on the trunk of the tree to measure whether I had grown taller every day. 3. A parody of a social drama written by Lu Xun
As long as it doesn’t make sense, I have only seen two Chinese plays in the last twenty years. In the first ten years, I would never watch them because I had no intention of watching them. And opportunities, those two times were all in the last ten years, but they left without seeing anything.
The first time was when I first arrived in Beijing in the first year of the Republic of China. A friend at that time said to me that Beijing opera is the best. Why don’t you go and see the world? I think going to the theater is fun, especially in Beijing. So they all ran to the garden excitedly. The play had already begun, and the sound of winter had already been heard outside.
As we walked in, a few red and green ones flashed in front of my eyes, and then I saw many heads under the stage. I looked around carefully, and saw that there were still a few empty seats in the middle. , when I squeezed over to sit down, someone commented to me again. Because my ears were already ringing, I tried my best to hear him say, "There are people, no!" We retreated to the back, and a man with very bare braids But he came and led us to the side and pointed out a position. This so-called status holder turned out to be a bench, but his seat was three-quarters narrower than my upper legs, and his feet were more than two-thirds longer than my lower legs.
I didn’t have the courage to climb up at first, and then I thought of the torture tools of lynching, and I couldn’t help but walk out in horror. After walking for a long time, I suddenly heard my friend's voice saying, "What happened?" I turned around, and it turned out that he had also been brought out by me.
He was very surprised and said, "Why do you always leave and refuse to agree?" I said, "Friend, I'm sorry, my ears were only ringing in winter and I didn't hear what you said." Later, every time I thought about it, I felt very strange. It seemed that the play was too bad, otherwise it would be that I was not suitable for living off the stage recently.
The second time I forgot that year, anyway, it was to collect donations for the Hubei flood disaster and Tan Jingtian⑵ was not dead yet. The way to donate is to buy a theater ticket with two yuan, and you can go to the first stage to watch the theater. Most of the actors are famous actors, one of which is Xiao Jingtian.
I bought a ticket, originally to try to make amends with the solicitor, but it seemed that some good people took the opportunity to tell me something that God must not ignore. So I forgot about the disaster of winter and winter in previous years and went to the first stage, but about half of it was because I bought the tickets at a high price and had to use them to feel comfortable.
I found out that it was late for the stage to be announced, but the first stage was a new structure, so there was no need to fight for seats, so I felt relieved and postponed my arrival until nine o'clock. Unexpectedly, everyone was there as usual. It was so full that it was difficult to even stand, so I had to squeeze in the crowd in the distance to watch an old lady singing on the stage. The old lady had two igniting paper twisters stuck in her mouth, and there was a ghost soldier next to her. It took me a lot of thinking before I suspected that he might be Mulian's mother, because later a monk came out.
However, I didn’t know who the actor was, so I asked a fat gentleman squeezed to my left. He glanced at me sideways as if he was looking down on him and said, "Gong Yunfu⑷!" I felt ashamed of my shallowness and rudeness, and my face heated up. At the same time, I made a decision in my mind to never ask again, so I watched Xiaodan sing. , watching Hua Dan singing, watching old students singing, watching unknown characters singing, watching a large group of people fighting randomly, watching two or three people fighting each other, from nine o'clock to ten o'clock, from ten o'clock to eleven o'clock, from eleven o'clock to ten o'clock. Half past one, from half past eleven to twelve o'clock, - yet the call to heaven has not come yet.
I have never waited so patiently for anything, and the fat gentleman beside me was panting, the sounds of winter and winter on the stage were beating, and the red and green colors were swaying. In addition, there were twelve point, suddenly made me realize that it is not suitable to live here. At the same time, I mechanically turned around and squeezed out with all my strength. I felt that the back was already full. The elastic, fat gentleman must have stretched out his right half in my empty space.
There was no way around me, so I squeezed in again and again, and finally got out of the gate. Except for the cars waiting for spectators, there were almost no pedestrians on the street. However, there were more than a dozen people watching the show with their heads held high at the gate. There were also a bunch of people standing not watching anything. I thought: they were probably watching. The women came out after the opera, but Jingtian has not come yet... However, the night air is very refreshing, which is really called "refreshing". It seems that this is the first time I have encountered such good air in Beijing.
This night was the night when I said goodbye to Chinese opera. I never thought of him again. Even if we occasionally passed by the theater, we were indifferent. In spirit, we were already in the south of the sky and on the ground. to the north. But a few days ago, I accidentally saw a Japanese book. Unfortunately, I forgot the title and author. In short, it was about Chinese opera.
One of the articles seems to say that Chinese opera involves loud banging, shouting, and jumping, which makes the audience dizzy. It is not suitable for theaters, but if it is performed in a loose place in the wild, it can be performed far away. It seems that he also has his own style. I felt at the time that this was exactly what I had said but had never thought of, because I did remember watching a very good play in the wild. After arriving in Beijing, I went to the theater twice in a row. Maybe I was influenced by the atmosphere at that time. Impact.
Unfortunately, I somehow forgot the title of the book. As for when I watched a good show, it was actually "far away". I was probably only eleven or twelve years old at that time.
Our custom in Lu Town is that if a married daughter is not yet the head of the family, she usually returns to her mother's house to spend the summer. Although my grandmother was still in Kangjian at that time, my mother had already shared some of the housework, so she could not go back to the province for many days during the summer period. She had to take time to stay for a few days after sweeping the tomb. At this time, I followed me every year. My mother lives in my grandmother's house.
That place is called Pingqiao Village. It is a very remote village near the river not far from the sea. There are less than thirty households, all of them farm and fish, and there is only one small grocery store. But it is a paradise for me: not only do I get preferential treatment here, but I can also avoid saying "Zhizhisigan Youyou Nanshan"⑸.
I played with many children. Because of the distant visitors, they all got permission from their parents to reduce their work and accompany me to play. In a small village, the guests of one family are almost the guests of the family.
We are all of the same age, but in terms of seniority, we are at least uncles, and some of us are also grandfathers, because they all have the same surname in the whole village and are from the same family. However, we are friends. Even if we occasionally quarrel and beat the grandfather, no one in the village, old or young, would be able to come up with the word "guilt", and 99% of them are illiterate.
What we do every day is probably to dig up earthworms, put them on small hooks made of copper wire, and lie down on the river bank to catch shrimps. Shrimps are from the water world. 4. 650 words of human feelings after reading "Social Opera"
In Mr. Lu Xun's social opera, I saw something innocent and innocent. The author praised the kindness and nobility of farmers through the memories of children's interesting things. Because the book writes Most of the pictures reflect rural scenery, so it feels particularly cordial to read. A beautiful "rural night scene picture" seems to come into my eyes: blue sky, round bright moon, small stone-shaped bridge, small and exquisite rowing boat.
"I" and a group of lively and lovely rural children came to the river. They got off the boat and lit poles. Sailing under the moon like flying, the night scenery along the way is so beautiful! "The beans and wheat exude the fragrance of grass, the grass by the river, the hazy moonlight, the dark mountains, the faint Zhaozhuang, the melodious flute sound, and a little fishing fire, etc.
These were originally very common scenery in the countryside, which we rural children are very familiar with, but after some artistic processing by Lu Xun, they look like magical scenery that everyone yearns for. From here, we can also see Lu Xun’s love for the countryside. The nostalgia for his grandmother's house when he was a child also inspired me and the rural children to love their hometown. In Lu Xun's works, some ordinary farm children are so cute. , simple, and their thoughts are so noble and selfless, which truly reflects the style of rural children at that time.
Among these children, I prefer Shuangxi and Qijin. They are brave, selfless, enthusiastic and lively, and love labor. He is also a loyal person.
Qijin often plays the game of catching crickets with little Lu Xun. They never care about each other and get along well with each other, and they have become real good friends. I read this article again and again. My favorite novel "She Opera" seems to be that every word in the whole work is devoted to Lu Xun's deep love for rural children. I truly feel that rural children are also very happy.
5. Write a spring scene composition based on the 16th class club drama. It requires associations and multi-sensory spring scene to have specific things.
I don’t know when, our down jackets were replaced by thin jackets; I don’t know when, on the football field A few patches of green sprouted from the bare land; at some point, a needle-like drizzle began to fall in the sky. I looked up and saw a group of swallows passing by the treetops, chirping happily. I was overjoyed: It turned out that spring was here.
This year’s spring came belatedly, but it is already full of spring.
Walking on the country road, the peach blossoms on the roadside are already in full bloom, and the bees are very busy. It is exactly "thousands of flowers weigh down the branches"! Countless pink smiling faces nodded to me frequently. The breeze blew by, and the petals fell with the wind, as if there was a "powder snow". Walking on campus, the green leaves in the flower beds become even greener after being washed by the rain, like countless emeralds swaying in the wind. The willow trees on both sides of the school road have grown new leaves, and the spring breeze has neatly combed Miss Liu's braids. It's really "I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors." Miss Liu is so beautiful that she dances.
Have you smelled the smell of spring? There are several types of spring. It has become more green, and I can’t finish it, making a "didi-didi" sound. Walking on campus, the green leaves make a "rustling" sound, and the spring breaks the creek. Spring is here, and the soil on the road is also moist. It is the music of water drops. The fresh earthy fragrance of the land is also intoxicating. After the green leaves in the flower bed are washed by the rain, I listen to it with my ears, but it is already spring. It's so colorful, I'm so happy. Anyway! Near flowers? Let me take you to see it. The sweet smell of elegant flowers is coming to you, which is better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital. "Let Miss Liu dance so beautifully, the spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the peach blossoms on the roadside are already full of branches: it turns out - spring is here. I looked up. As the saying goes - "The most beautiful place in the year is spring, The spring breeze neatly combed Miss Liu's braid, and she chirped happily. The willow trees on both sides of the school road have grown new leaves, and it is really "every spring bird singing".
Have you smelled the smell of spring? The soft spring breeze is beating on the dots, walking alone on the campus, there is a lot of spring flavor; spring is here, the bees are very busy, and the rain is dripping along the eaves.
This year's spring came belatedly, as if there was a "powder snow", and a needle-like drizzle fell in the sky, but I still couldn't bear to leave, it was not yet dawn; I don't know when, Our down jackets were replaced with light jackets, which was refreshing. The breeze blows.
Walking on the country road, spring turns the willow trees' hair green, and life comes!
Although hiding in spring? There are several flavors of spring. The spring rain washes away the white snow, like countless emeralds swaying in the wind. Feel it with your heart. Lying on the playground, a few patches of green sprouted from the bare soil of the football field. The air is so fresh and refreshing. After a spring rain, the petals fall with the wind. Close your eyes; I don’t know when.
School was over, but I was still discovered. The spring rain is falling; spring is here! Countless pink smiling faces nodded to me frequently, and a group of swallows flew past the treetops. I don’t know what time it is in the morning. Spring is here, and it’s really “the morning rain and light dust in Weicheng”, and the birds are chirping non-stop. It's just that "thousands of flowers weigh down the branches", it's really "I don't know who cut out the thin leaves."
Because spring is in my eyes, it is the happy laughter of the green leaves, do you hear it? 6. Please imitate the Tibetan opera in Lesson 7 of the second volume of the sixth grade of primary school Chinese to write an article describing Peking Opera or Cantonese Opera 400
China Opera has a long history, has a distinctive national style, and is a popular literary and artistic form. Many places across the country have their own operas, which can be said to be blooming and colorful. Peking Opera is produced in Beijing, the capital of our motherland. Now, let us go Enter the world of Peking Opera, the treasure of national culture, the "quintessence of China", feel its broad connotation, and taste its long charm! Peking Opera has a history of more than 200 years. It draws on the strengths of others and is a treasure in the art of Chinese opera. It is based on Hui Opera and Han Opera, and gradually evolved by absorbing the advantages and specialties of Kun Opera, Qin Opera and other operas. The music of Peking Opera belongs to the banqiang style, and the main singing systems include Erhuang and Xipi, so Peking Opera is also called "Pihuang". Commonly used singing styles in Peking Opera include Nan Bangzi, Siping Diao, Gaobazi and Chuangqiu. Peking Opera is better at it. In order to express political and military struggles with historical themes, most of the stories are taken from historical novels and novels. There are both complete plays and a large number of excerpts, as well as some continuous plays. The professions of Peking Opera roles are relatively strict. In the early days, they were divided into The seven elements of Sheng, Dan, Jing, Mo, Chou, Wu Xing and Long Tao will later be classified into the four major elements of Sheng, Dan, Jing and Chou. The dramatic plot of Peking Opera is peaceful and beautiful in the peaceful and clear narrative process. It does not need a tense, intense or erotic plot to attract the audience; the music accompaniment of Peking Opera is stable, and with the accompaniment of Beijing and Hu, it gives people a seamless sense of stability; the performance style of Peking Opera is serene, not overly high-pitched and exciting , nor does it deliberately sing or sigh, and never emphasizes violence and blood. Peking Opera is developing, innovating, and advancing with the times. It has not been content with the status quo and has always been content with the status quo; Peking Opera is innovating and constantly innovating. , and promote a peaceful, stable and serene style, only then can we sit on the throne of the "quintessence of the nation" on the drama stage and remain unmoved! Peking Opera is the quintessence of China and the essence of our nation’s excellent culture. Unfortunately, many young people now know very little about it. Many people like to listen to pop music, rock music, and watch "Supergirl"... They don't like to listen to dramas, let alone Let’s talk about Peking Opera, the “quintessence of our country”. Many people think that Peking Opera is boring and old-fashioned, not as interesting and popular as today’s music. So many people don’t like to listen to dramas and have abandoned our “quintessence of China”. "This is a great pity! So I hope everyone will watch more Peking Opera and understand the "national quintessence" of our Chinese nation.