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Excerpt an article and legend about the Mid-Autumn Festival, plus a 200-word comment. urgent! ! ! Reward 20

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I remember last year’s Mid-Autumn Festival, it was very deserted, with nothing. I want to find someone to talk to, but I find that the people around me who can talk are far away; I want to find someone to take a walk with, but I can't find anyone. Just like that, I spent this holiday without any joy or excitement.

After entering autumn, people feel the passage of time and the impermanence of years! As we welcome the Mid-Autumn Festival, a traditional and beautiful festival, we can’t help but feel feelings and sadness in our hearts. We miss our friends and relatives very much.

To put an end to my emotional longing, before the holiday comes, I wrote a few poems to give to my close friends I met on the Internet. I send my best wishes from far away places, whether it is the world of Hongxiu or my friends on the blog, In this missed holiday, I wish you happiness, and I hope everyone will be reunited on the night of the full moon! I "purchase wine to ask the blue sky" with you, and "love the beauty of Chanjuan thousands of miles away" with my family

I spent a few nights and filled out a few lyrics that I particularly liked, and I also think these lyrics are a bit For appreciation of difficulty, my favorite poems include "Shui Long Ling" and "Nian Nu Jiao". My favorite is Su Shi's timeless song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", especially the line "I hope people will live forever" which expresses the original hope. , how desirable it is.

When I chose this poem, I was very cautious. When filling in this poem, I didn’t dare to write for a long time because I liked it so much and I was afraid that I would not write well.

So, in the process of reflection, I kept learning and revising, and finally filled it out. The last sentence I like to write is "I hope the love will persist,

Chanyue will be the end of the world." I hope that the faint emotions between you and me will accompany the bright moon in the sky for thousands of miles, and our love will remain forever.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, winter is not far away. Every day I always feel that time passes so fast. Why do some past events keep disappearing? Although time will crush everything into ashes, even though I often say that everything in the past will dry up and be forgotten by time. But every time I remember it, it always hurts.

What kind of terrible thing is "memory"? Those past events that are unbearable and must be looked back on should not only be left in your heart without touching them, they will become imprinted in your heart, and then stutter, following you all your life. You want to forget them, unless a natural or man-made disaster occurs one day. People have lost their memory. Otherwise, how easy is it to "forget"? It has accumulated for a long time and cannot be forgotten, so it cannot be broken. As Li Houzhu said, "If you keep cutting, the principles will remain chaotic." Don't let the feeling of cutting and boiling remain in your heart!

Although I do not have a broad mind to love all things, I do cherish emotions; although I do not have lofty ambitions in life, I have a attachment to all things. In this way,

Sometimes I really can’t figure out why I am such a contradictory person. I think only people with feelings will be like me. No matter how your friends or close relatives hurt you, you can't bear to hate them. Every plant and tree has feelings, let alone you and me.

I read a short story a while ago, and the conclusion is that pain and happiness coexist in life. When I was in pain, the birds outside the window were singing happily; when I was happy, someone was suffering from illness. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would like to ask the bright moon in the sky to tell you, Mingyue, you understand my heart deeply and understand my "everlasting" separation sorrow. Mingyue, do you know that you are lingering in my heart and understand my heart-broken heart.

My friend, no matter how long the lingering dream under the crescent moon can be, it will never stop the connection between you and me. My friend, no matter how long the mountains and rivers we have wandered through, they can never block the distance between you and me. Dear friend, the long and gentle sound of the flute spreads throughout the world. Do you know how much I miss you at this moment? Dear family, the stretches of streams flow all over the world. Do you know how much I miss you at this moment?

In this process of longing, longing, longing and regret, I have figured out that since many past things cannot be forgotten, just like the song says, let yourself cherish them

Reminisce about the good days in the past with the mentality of thinking, and then exchange them for experience, regain happiness, and exchange for a brand-new emotional wisdom! !

Longing for a beautiful life, being a woman with a generous manner and a cheerful personality, facing all the scenery on the journey with confidence, a smile, and pride, and letting you and I who are trekking cherish the encounters on this journey. !

Finally, I once again send my deepest blessings to my friends. The bright moon on the sea is rising with the tide, and the longing for thousands of miles away goes with the clouds. I send thousands of blessings from afar, turning into the breeze into dreams. I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival with my thoughts from afar! ! !

Comments from friends:

When I think of this - maybe I shouldn’t say "that" - during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I just bought myself mooncakes and watched the TV , and then came out and looked up at the moon for a long time. However, I think I am still not a literati, and I am often not good at expressing emotions in poetry or writing. Whenever I feel emotional, I will recite ancient poems that I have memorized, and I can clearly feel the poet's state of mind when he writes poems. , I was so addicted that I realized that I was the poet. After sleeping for a long time, I suddenly came back to read poetry to myself. I still have a lot of literary complexes, maybe that’s why I love your poems and essays. What you write is exactly what we think but cannot write.

Friends’ comments: I have been traveling online for several months, and occasionally stepping into the fragrant trails is like walking through an elegant landscape, so refreshing!

Elegant lyrics -

I always remember the beautiful autumn night in the lotus pond, hurry up to the west building, ride the moon and get drunk at dawn

Last year, today is like yesterday, three days ago Two cups and two cups, separated by thousands of mountains, I am afraid of missing the old joyous period

I still look at people, I miss you affectionately, and my sorrow is red

The moonlight in front of the hall is quiet, gradually silent, every year and tonight is late The wind is blowing and the dew is blowing, when will the good night be round?

In the foggy place, in the middle of the moon, the shadow of the giant is startled, looking forward to returning home

The meditative wanderer is returning to his hometown. Needless to say, it is difficult for people to sleep tonight, and the tears are drying!

The short article is simple and sincere -

... I stopped thinking about my emotions and before the festival came, I wrote a few poems to give to my close friends I met online. I am in a distant place. Wishing each other, whether it is the world of Hongxiu or my friends on the blog, I wish you happiness in this missed holiday, and I hope everyone will be reunited on the night of the full moon! I "purchase wine to ask the blue sky" with you, and "love the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away" with my family

...The bright moon on the sea rises with the tide, the longing for thousands of miles goes with the clouds, and I send thousands of blessings from afar, turning into The breeze enters the dream. I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival with my thoughts from afar!

Such a beautiful work, but an excellent jade pen. The Internet is full of sentimental literature. It is interesting to read it, refreshing to read it, thinking about it like a dream, and searching for elegance... I am deeply impressed by this.