Latest Middle School Student New Composition Practical Guidance One-Book Set - (Brand Version)

Author: National New Writing Research Center / Country: Mainland China
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Publish Date: 2006-06-01
Features: A-Z of Stefanie Sun's Songs – Tian Yu I love Stefanie Sun's songs. "Connected with the World" is a delicate prosperity, "Too Lazy to Care" is a carefree indifference, "Together We Walked" is a heavy responsibility, and "When I Started to Understand" is a sorrowful declaration. One song is enough to take you into a fresh world.
I love "Black and White Night." The interweaving sounds of the piano's black and white keys are overwhelmingly moving. In its simple yet pure melody, I forget myself. Yes, only the piano and the voice, simple yet beautiful. Happy, lost, angry, lost, no matter when I listen to her songs, I always forget my restless emotions, and everything becomes quiet, leaving only pure sound. I've always believed that her songs are meant to be analyzed, not just listened to for the tune; they are capable of intoxicating you, not putting you to sleep; they make you think about reality, not just release passion. Even a song about love reveals much more than just love. Someone once asked me, "Do you like Stefanie Sun?" I replied, "No. I love her songs." It's like when reading "How Many Sorrows Can a Person Have? Just Like a River of Spring Water Flowing Eastward," I love such lines, not Li Yu the fallen emperor. These beautiful verses make me think of our own small worries, not Li Yu's grief of losing his kingdom. Listening to Stefanie Sun's songs, we think of our own joys and sorrows. At the end of the day, her songs are still carriers of our emotions, only that she performs them to the extreme.
There's good, and there's bad. I treasure her albums before she turned 23 because they are the naive interpretations of a young woman of the world, full of innocence yet tinged with melancholy. I threw away her album from 2005 because it was too commercialized. I gently pity her. I don't want her to be tainted by modern superficiality and fast-paced life, even though I repeatedly emphasize that I love her songs, not Stefanie Sun herself. But news about her online and in tabloids are none of my concern. "Idols" are none of my concern, and "fan worship" is none of my concern. If she stands in front of me, I probably won't get excited. I'll just listen to "I'm Not Sad" and quietly shed tears. I have a classmate who also loves Stefanie Sun. Her posters are on her wall, her photos are on her keys, and she listens to her songs all day except when she sleeps. She claims, "All of Stefanie Sun's songs are good." I smile disdainfully. What I want is different from what he wants. I know.
Let me gently tell you that we both studied the famous long poem "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi in school and were amazed by its musical descriptions. Music is something that affects the ear, but the author of this article captures many musical images from "A-Z of Stefanie Sun's Songs" and expresses them beautifully and appropriately in words. This is thanks to "synesthesia" in literary rhetoric, which is extremely helpful for understanding and appreciating music. With synesthesia, the author can use words to describe music in place of various senses.
My Territory, I Am a Star – Liu Li I don't chase pop stars, who are pretentious; I don't chase movie stars, who are overly sentimental; I don't chase basketball stars, who are all about commercialism. I only want to chase my own star—I'm awesome, my territory, I am a star. You worship celebrities, but what face lies beneath that thick makeup? Have you ever seen it? You worship celebrities for being trendy, but do you also think those bizarre clothes are beautiful? You worship celebrities for being emotionally rich, but do you not know that eye drops are their magic potion when they can't cry? You worship celebrities for their beautiful voices, but you don't realize that your voice will be better after computer editing. Do you still worship them? There's more illusion than reality, more obscurity than truth. Why not take a closer look at yourself: small eyes that shine brightly, a flat nose that's adorable, a big mouth that's cheerful, and those little fangs that are actually quite unique! Beethoven said, "I worship myself, and I fill the world with music and beauty." With such confidence, even though he was deaf, he still composed the world-famous 'Ode to Joy.'" Copernicus, in the dark Middle Ages, didn't worship God or the Church but insisted on his own "heliocentric theory," which was also an expression of his belief in himself, not blindly bowing to others' authority.
Bi Shumin has always instilled in children the idea that "no matter what, you're awesome": others play the piano, but I don't, but I can play games; others get perfect scores, but I don't, but my essays are creative and original; others get into top schools, but I don't, but my life is just as wonderful. I don't worship others; that's just unrealistic, blind admiration. I worship myself—this is real, flesh-and-blood, and vivid confidence.
Perhaps some will ask, "What's wrong with me for chasing stars? I don't feel like I've lost anything!" Is that really the case? Is it really true? Many middle school students spend thousands of yuan chasing "Super Girl" for a week; many fans travel far to wait outside celebrities' hotels for days, getting sick and coming home with nothing; many imitate celebrities' fashion, spending a lot of money, yet ending up with nothing; and even a woman once laid tracks for a star to prove her "unwavering devotion."
My Territory, I Am a Star, I'm awesome. I have a healthy body, an energetic personality, a lovely smile, charming small eyes, and playful pimples. Worship yourself! You are the child with the loudest cries in the world;
Worship yourself! Your youth is full of vitality and worth cherishing;
Worship yourself! Your future is full of hope and worth looking forward to.
My Territory, I Am a Star, I'm awesome!
Let me gently tell you that ancient writers emphasized that "writing is guided by spirit." The title of this article, "My Territory, I Am a Star," features two "I" characters that are assertive and powerful. The entire article is "logic emerging from parallelism, and momentum flowing like a dragon." In the first set of parallelism, all are negative sentences using "I don't want"; in the second set, all are rhetorical questions using "You." In essence, parallelism in language comes from analyzing things from multiple angles and layers, from both diverging and converging perspectives. Only by understanding this can one write with momentum. P5-7