12. A ray of sunshine is all poetic

Early in the morning, the campus is very active.

We, due to yesterday's day of travel, are really a little tired, and the 4 of us in room 408 have slept very hard, especially sweet.

When I opened my eyes, in the haze, a ray of sunlight shone in, shining so brightly in the dormitory.

I rubbed my eyes and saw that the three of them were no longer in bed. I quickly changed out of my pink pajamas, put on my dress, took my toiletries, and went to the water room to wash.

As soon as I went out, Jiang Feifei walked in front of me, holding a basin, walked lightly in front of me, and said to me with a smile, "Get up?" Are you going to wash up? ”

I said, "Yes, we don't know who occupies the bathroom, so we can only go to the water room to wash." ”

Jiang Feifei, "It must be the second sister, don't go to the water room, there is a long queue there, let's wash it in our own bathroom, it's a big deal to wait for her for a while." ”

I said, "You get it back for me, I want to go to the toilet." ”

Jiang Feifei, "Don't go, the queue over there is longer." ”

So the two of us went back to the dormitory together, I knocked lightly on the bathroom door twice, and heard the sound of flushing inside, and then, Shen Xiaofu came out of it, "What are you urging?" It's really a life-urging ghost, do you still want to shit and fart? ”

Jiang Feifei and I stuck out their tongues at each other, and she said to me, "Little sister, you come first, I will be long, and I will go again when you come out, so it won't affect others." ”

I wasn't polite, "Then thank you, sister." ”

After freshening up and coming out of the bathroom, I quickly made my bed. Then I walked to the window, through the shadows of the trees, looking up at the blue sky, the morning glow has reflected the east sky, the sun slowly shows its head, little by little, and finally the bright red sun rises on the eastern horizon, and I have the impulse to create in my heart. Lying on the bed again, I opened the notebook, brushed a few strokes, and sketched a short poem:

sunrise

At dawn, he was shy and shy

Hazy and faint

Quietly stepping on the horizon

The clouds melt into the firmament

Slowly remove the dark clouds

A round of the sun erupts in the east

Shumei contains snow and scrolls are dyed with incense

Tang poems and Song poems are as beautiful as spring

The morning light gently filtered through the window

Mottled and warm in all directions

With the quiet and elegant study room

A little more pleasant, a little more fragrant

remembered the dawn just now, the scene of piercing through the shadows of the trees, and wrote again:

nature

The birds of the sky spread their wings and fly

The grass of the earth is green

Flowers are charming on the side

The beauty of nature does not need to be painted

Rivers and streams drift gently

The currents of the sea are stormy

The tide tossed the long whip

Songtao sang with the breeze

The blue sky is accompanied by white clouds

The peaks of the mountains are still majestic in the twilight

Blue waves wash the beach

The beauty of nature leads to fragrance

I was still immersed in this romantic poetry, scrutinizing the wording, adjusting the rhyme, and immersed in the warmth of this first ray of sunshine, when suddenly I was slapped in the ass.

Shen Xiaofu, "It's early in the morning, what are you doing lying on the bed?" Is it hatching chicks? ”

My face turned red after a burn, "What are you talking about?" Second sister, you know how to bully your little sister, you are so bad. ”

Shen Xiaofu laughed, "You are the weirdest, you were lying on the bed last night, and you wrote vigorously, that's nothing, express your feelings in broad daylight?" What did you write when you lay on the bed this morning? Didn't you write a love letter to some bad boy? Then let me take a look. ”

At this time, Jiang Feifei happened to come out of the bathroom, "Second sister, we are two sisters, we respect you very much, look at you this morning, it is full of foul language, which not only pollutes our ears, but also pollutes our hearts. No matter what Xiaomei writes, if she wants you to read it, you can read it, if she wants you to read it, you don't rob it anymore, you can't invade other people's privacy, you can't force others, you have to leave some space for others. ”

Shen Xiaofu, "Oh, I said Jiang Laosan, this is a matter between me and my little sister, do you need to take care of it?" ”

At this time, Xu Pigeon happened to come in, "What's the noise?" Second sister, I heard your loud noise in the corridor, can you be quiet in the morning? ”

Shen Xiaofu looked at the three people, none of them were satisfied with him, and muttered in a low voice, "What kind of bad luck am I?" I really didn't dream when I met a few of you. ”

Jiang Feifei, "Little sister, hurry up and prepare, let's go have breakfast, at 9 o'clock this morning, the leaders of the academy will meet with us, this time we can't be late." ”

I opened my eyes wide and asked, "Who said that?" What did you meet with the college leaders? How did I not know? ”

Jiang Feifei, "Yesterday squad leader Liu, I told everyone clearly, what did you do?" I didn't hear it. ”

Shen Xiaofu pouted and said, "Little sister, it seems that you are not concentrating, there are two of our class cadres in this room now, the eldest sister is the secretary of the Youth League branch, and the third sister is the deputy squad leader. ”

I was completely stunned by what they said, "Yesterday, I didn't hear anything." ”

Fei Fei smiled and said, "It looks like our little sister has something on her mind." ”

The three of them laughed, and a peach blossom flew up my face, and my tears were about to fall.

Sitting in the classroom, a teacher in the student department on the screen, explaining the various rules of the school, it sounds really boring, I am a good student, I have never thought about these rules, I have never offended him, these rules have nothing to do with me, use this precious time, still use the language of poetry, express the praise of this autumn.

The autumn moon is like poetry

The moonlight is like a lattice

The ink-stained night sky is full of stars

Dead leaves cover the shadow and stand on its own

The wind blows the pearlescent brocade in the treetops

Life is like a dream, and it's hard to give up

The country is picturesque, and the shadow is reflected

Breeze mails beauty and elegance

The veins are full of emotion, and the autumn color shifts

A pipa floated around

The rhyme of the piano is faint and remembers the original intention

The quiet courtyard hides the meaning of painting

Autumn is like a poetic season

The mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water is overflowing

Ambilight is full of gold

The red dust is so quiet

Osmanthus wine to the moon drink

On the TV screen, it was replaced by a teacher from the teaching office, who took the trouble to explain the curriculum, the setting of the subject, and the regulations of credits, which sounds really boring, let me praise the autumn.

Autumn girl

A woman dressed in a delicate dress

In the golden hazy autumn

Waiting for the fall of a tree by tree

That's how the leaves fall into seclusion

melancholy the tenderness of the autumn girl

The autumn thoughts of the wind and white dew

Like that mottled shadow

Dotted with bits and pieces

The autumn wind swept through the treetops

Qiu Niang gently wiped away the tears

She slowly moved in her position

Blooming autumn colors like water phoenixes

The picturesque and beautiful scenery

A brush that amazes the four seasons

Pre-school education, in addition to my special time for poetry creation, the joy of entering the new campus, makes me poetic, out of control, I like poetry the most, because it is not a patchwork of long and short sentences, but the impact of the heart, the burst of feelings, the essence of language.

The charm of poetry, each poet is his own legend, and every poem has its charm and mystery. I like the language of poetry very much, humorous, soft and fresh, gentle and charming; I like the style of poetry very much, unique and novel, and give philosophy. Look: "When the sun sets in the west, his morning east has stood quietly before him". "The bank said to the river: I cannot keep your waves. Let me keep your footprints in my heart." These poems of Tagore allow people to appreciate the beauty of poetry, the rhyme of poetry, and the philosophy of poetry. The classics of the Eternal Masters are filled with a tranquil, quiet, elegant, and solemn artistic conception, which makes people reverie and intoxicating to read. A beautiful psalm is like a song that feels infinite in the air, and a picture that feels infinite on the earth, and a poem that feels infinite in the air and on the earth. Because the words of the poem contain the meaning of being able to move and the music that can fly. Travel through time, approach the genius of the world, reminisce about those classics, and see the charm of Tang poetry, which is very happy. Bai Juyi's {Pipa Xing}: "The same is the end of the world, why should we know each other when we meet." Wrote a suave and suave state of mind to eliminate the worries of life. There is also a {song of long hatred} that reads: "In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch." The days are long and the days are endless, and this hatred lasts forever." It is full of love in the world, touching the heart, lingering compassion, and incomparable beauty. In the Tang Dynasty, it was the spring of poetry, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, blooming on the lush branches of Chang'an, blooming charmingly and colorfully, difficult to give up. As a poem says: "The garden is full of spring and can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." "Poetry and words, but also poetry, just a few thin words, you can clearly wander the exquisiteness of a thing, the holiness of a person's heart. A poem, seemingly simple words, is like a TV series, with a plot, a plot, and joys and sorrows. The prosperous world, how many warm and cold lives, and how many stories have been compiled into poems and become good stories. Perhaps, this is the charm of poetry, the charm of poetry, and the light of poetry. Let's love poetry and songs. She will bring you romantic and beautiful spiritual enjoyment.

Afternoon preschool education, is the study of the school's student handbook, are some ordinary mother-in-law and mother's small things, there is no knowledge at all, I listened to it for about 20 minutes, the desire to create in the morning, and continued to the afternoon, looking out of the window, came to the inspiration of creation:

Window

Push the window and look into the distance

The sun is running gently

Golden brilliance

The appearance of dyeing autumn

The earth smiles

Even the maple leaves are handsome

Invite with the wind

Luo Ying became a poem into a sketch

Sketch the pen quietly

Shao, who poured ink and autumn with love

Charming and enchanting

The beauty is indescribable

Time forgets

The autumn charm is slowly surrounding

Autumn leaves poems

Wild geese flew over the corners of the eaves

A long howl

Enter the blue Ten-no

Monophonic maneuver

Only the weeping willows fluttered

It's a wonderful time

You can only know if you work hard

If you still feel that you can't get enough of it, then write a few more sentences:

Blue and white, wild geese fluttering

The autumn sun is unrestrained, and the sky is high and the clouds are light

Canghai Yunxian, the mountains are upside down

Flowers fall on the riverside, soft and romantic

The vicissitudes of the sea and the fields are full of dust and smoke

The canopy is stretched, and life is bright

Suddenly, I remembered the petals falling in the garden yesterday, and the gesture and the silent romance that fell to the ground aroused my desire to create, and I quickly wrote a poem "Falling Flowers Like Picturesque".

Falling flowers are picturesque

Through the silent lattice

Listen to the sound of falling flowers

Dusty flower branches

Gently skimming across the heavens

It's like a girl's clothes

Ripples rippled in the wind

Quietly trace the brocade of autumn

A slight smile is very affectionate

Flowers and leaves cover the winding path

Layers of falling English

Like a collection of ink paintings

Immerse yourself in the audio

Look out over the empty sky

Falling green leaves

Gap with shimmering water

Rendered like a song and weeping

As long as there is a view in your heart

Where is not the fragrance of flowers

Only have a target in mind

Where is not to learn the seawall

Yes, people praise the blooming flowers, but they never observe how beautiful the fallen flowers are. Behold, the petals of the waters, pink and beautiful, some clustered together, some scattered in a mess; There is also the cuiying reflected in the water, some dark green, some dark black, the beauty is indescribable, the beauty is sad. She quietly brought the smile of the girl next door, with beautiful colors, with a picturesque atmosphere, rushing to her face; She was in the clear water, wandering in the charm of autumn, the softness of autumn, and the beauty of autumn, and she was overjoyed. She is like a best friend, silently expressing the beautiful world, bringing love and warmth to you. Dear friends, when you drag your tired body home, or when you are troubled and sorrowful, pass by the river and see such a beautiful scenery, are you relaxed, refreshed, and your worries are gone? She is like a gentle breeze, gently soothing the impetuous heart; She is like a romantic light music, every bit of which penetrates into people's lonely souls.

In this passionate creation, I have spent the boredom and tedium of preschool education, and I feel a little comfortable and proud.