College entrance examination full score composition classification Daquan

Chapter 62 Emotional intimacy and cognition of things (2)
The same piece of music has different emotional closeness at the beginning of listening, and my perception of Taoist music is actually very different.I think that in my future life, if I can realize the negative influence of feelings on things and pay attention to overcoming them, I will definitely be able to get closer to the true colors of things, just like this time, "Push away the dark clouds in the sky, I see When it comes to the "immortal riding a crane", this "dark cloud" is an emotional obstacle.

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This article is refreshing.The title is appropriate, using "dark clouds in the sky" as a metaphor for "emotional intimacy", which accurately reveals the gist of the article.The selection of materials is novel.Starting from the cognitive process of Taoist music to express the understanding of the topic has far-reaching implications and is unconventional.In addition, the integration of scenes, appropriate details, and accurate and elegant language are also the successes of this article.

catch the light of reason
(a candidate from Hubei)

The pupils who seek knowledge release colorful hopes, and the black fertile soil is full of lingering, with "Emotional and Rational Analysis" imprinted impressively.Yes, standing on the edge of the rainy season, stretching through the third year of high school, and about to step into the melting pot of society, relying on intuition and emotional closeness to recognize this complicated world, or logical analysis, rational judgment, and fueling the wings of reason?I am willing to let my life spurt, quench my wings, and catch the aura of reason.

However, can our childish hearts eliminate emotional entanglements and love disputes?So I lay alone in that reed field and listened to the teachings of my ancestors——Confucius dressed in a long robe and exhaled "reason is paramount" along the way; !Hemingway is as sad as the sea alone, Van Gogh is as lonely as a sunflower, Jean Valjean suffers all his life, and finally takes care of the overall situation and kills his lover to keep the secret.

Our clarified eyes cannot be filled with vicissitudes and events, and if we don’t experience a single event, we don’t gain a wisdom. In order to learn from others, we can learn from classics, records, and reality, and seek direction.From Stendhal's "Red and Black" and Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina", my fresh heart has touched the protagonist's emotional and ethical, rational contradictions and heart-wrenching distress.It can reflect the shadow of real life. Corruptionists do not bend the law for personal gain as soon as they take office. Murderers and arsonists may be obsessed with injustice or protection of a relative.In the same sentence, the son said it was smart, and the neighbor said it was a dark room.Man is such a strange animal, but we should see the right direction, learn to be mature, and try to grow up. Time flies like water, and we should not just engrave tears; the wind and rain are like darkness, we should always quench our wings.

If it weren't for rationality and patriotic sentiment of worrying about the country and the people, would Jiang Shuchun be on the operating table again?Will Ye Xin become another lamp-carrying nurse for the Nightingale Festival?He Dayi will give up the research of "AIDS cocktail therapy" and not go far to cure SARS?Emotions are branches and leaves, lubricants, and the closeness and distance of emotions will not affect our correct understanding of things. Reason is always the backbone and mainstream. Otherwise, how can Zheng Peimin, the contemporary "Kong Fansen" always remember "don't run the red light", and Fu Mingxia pursues the horror of the world. Zhang Jian said goodbye to his elderly parents and crossed the Bohai Strait...

Forget all favors and disgraces, watch the clouds roll and clouds in the sky; go and stay unintentionally, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, wave your hand to the sun, and catch the aura of reason!

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This article is a typical argumentative article with very distinctive use cases.The cited examples are summarized in a short and accurate manner, and the key points are highlighted without being annoying.The materials selected include Chinese historical events, literary works, and real-life examples, which reflect the candidates' extensive knowledge and deep observation ability.

Bro, did you pick it up?
(a candidate from Hubei)

Brother, with dark skin, thick arms like a strong cow; brother, rough voice, disheveled hair, like a hard-working horse; brother, taciturn, morning and night, like a donkey pulling a mill.It is said that I picked it up, because I am like the only laborer in the family who works like a livestock as long as there is food.

The wind gently passed by, and the sound of my brother panting was heard, and my brother's sweat was floating in the wheat waves. Under the sun, like a pearl, it flew up and then sank into the boundless wheat waves.

Brother really picked it up?In the boundless night, I asked the still twinkling stars, maybe they knew if my brother came out of my mother's belly.Why!Thinking of my mother, remembering the way she secretly wiped her tears when I asked her if my brother was picked up by my mother, thinking of the heartbroken and helpless way my mother looked at my brother, thinking... I don’t think my brother picked it up!The stars are speechless, only boundless thoughts melt in the boundless darkness.

However, one day, a car picked him up...not my brother, but me...

The whole village was stunned. The mother's thin body leaned against the threshold like a piece of white paper that could not withstand kneading, and a few withered yellow hairs were blowing carelessly in the wind.

Brother, I think of brother, I desperately broke free from the warm hands of my biological parents, and rushed to the wheat field. In the sun, drops of water rolled on my dark face, are they tears?Still sweat?I stood on the ridge of the field and let the tears flood in my eyes, but I was no longer able to call out that heavy "Brother!"

Brother, looked at me with a smirk, and said: "Go back and spend more time with my mother, she has sacrificed a lot for you."

Mother, mother sacrificed a lot for me, yes, mother sacrificed her own son, for the baby I picked up, for me to be able to sit in the spacious classroom today, mother turned my brother into a domestic animal .

For countless days, my mother brought me a bowl of delicious rice, but I stuffed my brother with a hard bun. I said to my mother, "It's not fair!" My mother just smiled and said, "You need nutrition when you go to school. "

It turns out that I only now understand that the fate of my brother and I was arranged by my mother alone. Is it brother and mother or me and mother? Why did mother do this?At this moment, I understand that there is something greater than maternal love in this world.

It is like a spring of Ding Dong, nourishing my heart, like a beam of warm sunshine, giving me the strength to move forward. How much I want to ask my mother, am I more important than her son?Maybe there is no need, because Niang thinks so, this is the understanding of things by Niang, the kindest person.

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The title of this article shows an unusual level, has suspense, and can inspire the desire to read.There are many rhetorical techniques contained in the article, especially the series of parallel sentences used at the beginning of the article, which makes the image of "brother" stand out at once.The article advances in ups and downs, and when the truth is revealed, there is indeed a climax.

Moon is hometown Ming

(a candidate from Fujian)

Who, in the autumn night in a foreign land of Bailu Hengjiang, didn't know the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, ignored the mellowness of fine wine, and obsessively recited a unique poem-"The moon is the light of my hometown"?Simple, clear and superficial, but it tells the truth in one sentence, explaining the wonderful balance between our emotions and cognition.

Because of affection, so paranoid.

This is why the more transparent sunshine in California, the fuller moon on the Rhine, and the more romantic flowing water in Cambridgeshire are far less than the orange lights that light up at sunset in the homeland.

Just because it's a place we know and love.The warm and humid air in the small southern town, the faint scent of flowers in the Jingjing campus, the people coming and going, the familiar faces, the clean clothes washed by the mother, and the neat notes corrected by the teacher. ...

All of this makes us feel calm and grateful. Even if the future is far away, we can still think about it with pride in a foreign country——

The mountain can be continuous without being majestic, and the water can be long without being beautiful; the campus can’t be said to be so different, but because I walk by it every day, I recognize her beauty; even if the clothes are not new and bright But because of the mother's touch, I can feel its unique tenderness and fragrance.

I believe that everyone has such a deep, strong, and constant emotional connection, because of this connection, with a smile and tears, he indulged his paranoid cognition .

Lao She has been to Paris and lived in London, but it is Beijing that he is obsessed with.It is said that other people's cities are clumsy, but their own is solemn; they say that other people's cities are noisy, but their own cities are human... Readers laughed when they saw it, "What an obvious regional complex!" A stubborn love and merciless criticism, all because of that emotional balance, has already leaned heavily towards the capital where he grew up.Therefore, the old city walls are beautiful, the people who raise birds and grow flowers are beautiful, and even the shouting of the rickshaw driver has such a nice local accent.

Xiao Qian's friend lives in the United States for decades, but he doesn't like the American life, he still decorates the yard as if he was in his hometown, and yearns for a date stone from his hometown like a child...

Because of deep love, so paranoid.

Many good things are not because we can't see them, or because we don't want to praise them, because they can't stir the deepest ripples in our hearts.Just like the moon in a foreign country, no matter how you look at it, it is just born and unsatisfactory, let alone Li Bai and Du Fu's poetic and picturesque; and many imperfections and ordinary things are not invisible to us, because they are inseparable in life. Because of the connection, I love it stubbornly and without regret.Just as a mother is to a daughter who is not beautiful, the people are to a motherland that is not rich and strong.

"The moon is the light of my hometown", the poet's voice passed through the millennium's hoarfrost and night, telling us the most irrefutable reason.So, we smiled.

Because of deep love, so paranoid.

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This full-score composition is full of aura and talent, contains a strong cultural heritage, and leaves people with deep thinking and endless aftertaste.The article is titled "The Moon is the Hometown Brightness", and at the beginning of the article, it points out this "unique verse - 'The Moon is the Hometown Brightness'"; the full text runs through the connotation of "The Moon is the Hometown Brightness"; The moon is the hometown light', the voice of the poet passes through the frost and night of the millennium..." echoes the opening paragraph.The full text is integrated and seamless, giving people an artistic enjoyment of overall beauty.

Blue Pupa·Golden Butterfly

(a candidate from Gansu)

blue - flowing melancholy
I think I'm lost.

The roads in the city are confusing, but I can't find the exit; the tall and dense buildings cut the sky into a broken face, and I have nothing but youth.

My mother's cold fingers before she died, my father's sigh, and the face of my stepmother... all flew before my eyes, weaving into a net. I wanted to escape, but I couldn't.

I stood on the embankment and looked at the sea, and those blue waves rushed towards me.I deeply understand the sadness of the embankment, and I want to retreat far away, but I can't move.Blue melancholy flows from my eyes and across my face.

Chrysalis—Self-Bound Sorrow
I reject that woman's involvement in my life.I can't think of her as my mother.

I rejected this world, and I acted as if the whole world didn't love me.

I have seen a painting: a child stands in the vast reeds, there is no cloud, no wind, no direction to go out.Only the sound of loneliness walking back and forth.

I also know that I am alienated from love and from the world.

In the dream, a little blue chrysalis was crying softly.

Gold - I'm in love with the world

Today, she took me to see the sunrise.

I watched as the golden sun engulfed the melancholy blue of the water little by little.She gave me a CD - "new baby boom", I do not know how to translate, she told me: "new baby boom".

She smiled at me in the morning light, held my hand, and told me that this world is actually beautiful, and there are many people who love me: my father, my mother in heaven, and her.

I turned away and quietly wiped away my tears.

Butterfly - the beauty after breaking out of the cocoon

I felt a faint pain in my back, turned my head, and saw a pair of golden wings in amazement.

It turns out that I am getting closer to love step by step, and only when I get close to beauty can I know beauty.

When I look on coldly, life is a blue chrysalis; when I embrace each other warmly, life is a golden butterfly.The process of breaking out of the cocoon is also a process of emotional changes and a process of getting close to the world.

Seeing the world with the eyes of love, I am so beautiful too!
score review
This is a beautiful prose poem.The text reveals the true feelings from time to time, and the poetic flavor flows everywhere. In the blending of true feelings and poetic flavors, it reflects the author's double track of turning from melancholy to clarity in emotion, and from paranoia to rationality in cognition. The unique perception and understanding of life and profound Chinese literacy.

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