参加比赛的选手纷纷带着自己心爱的风筝来到了比赛场地。风筝的样子也是千姿百态,有老鹰,有蝴蝶,还有龙风筝……
首先是各位老师的比赛。伴随着裁判员嘹亮的哨声响起,各种各样的风筝腾空而起,急不可待的扑向蓝天的怀抱。哇,真壮观!看着这情景,我情不自禁地感叹道。
随着一轮轮比赛的进行,有一个小女孩给我留下了深刻的.印象。她大概七八岁的样子,有着一双美丽的大眼睛,扎着两个乌黑发亮的小辫子,稚嫩地小手牵着一根长长的风筝线。在微风中笑着跑着,仿佛是一位小精灵般翩翩起舞。可是突然,风筝却无缘无故地坠落下来,无情地摔在了地上,我的心也顿时咯噔了一下。可是,小女孩却并没有放弃,只见她迅速跑回起点,温柔的捡起风筝,并用自己最大的力量抛到空中,一面飞快地放线,一面使劲向前冲去,终于风筝又飞上了蓝蓝的天空……
The Father and His Son
Father had a family of sons who were perpetually quarrelling among themselves. When he failed to heal their disputes by his exhortations, he determined to give them a practical illustration of the evils of disunion; and for this purpose he one day told them to bring him a bundle of sticks. When they had done so, he placed the faggot into the hands of each of them in succession, and ordered them to break it in pieces. They each tried with all their strength, and were not able to do it.
A man walking in the night slipped from a rock. Afraid that he would fall down thousands of feet, because he knew that place was a very deep valley, he took hold of a branch that was hanging over the rock. In the night all he couls see was a bottomless abyss. He shouted, his own shout reflected back--there was nobody to hear.
You can imagine that man and his whole night of scare. Every moment there was death, his hands were becoming cold, he was losing his gripand as the sun came out he looked down and he laughed. There was no abyss. Just six inches down there was a rock. He could have rested the whole night, slept well---the rock was big enough---but the whole night was a nightmare.
Fear is only six inches deep. Now it is up to you whether you want to go on cling to the branch and turn your life into a nightmare, or whether you would love to leave the branch and stand on your feet.
There is nothing to fear.
Lion was awakened from sleep by a Mouse running over his face. Rising up in anger, he caught him and was about to kill him, when the Mouse piteously entreated, saying: “If you would only spare my life, I would be sure to repay your kindness.” The Lion laughed and let him go.
It happened shortly after this that the Lion was caught by some hunters, who bound him by strong ropes to the ground. The Mouse, recognizing his roar,came up, and gnawed the rope with his teeth, and setting him free.
exclaimed: “You ridiculed the idea of my ever being able to help you, not expecting to receive from me any.
repayment of your favour; but now you know that it is possible for even a Mouse to confer benefits on a Lion.”
“中华有礼仪之大,故称夏;有服章之美,谓之华。”
--《左传》
从“黄帝垂裳而天下治”始至明代,汉服一直在人类衣饰发展史上散发着最璀璨的光芒。直到明末清初,满清铁骑入侵中原。满清统治着为了打击汉人的文化自豪心,摧毁汉人的气节与骨气,颁布了“剃发易服”令。从此,汉人的.记忆里有了对民族服装的缺失感。
一些历史,好多人都忘了。你们只记得“汉服因不方便,而被历史淘汰。”“改朝换代,再平常不过,汉族传统服饰是旗袍和唐装。”却不知道,汉服有广袖礼服也有轻便的裋褐,更有窄袖襦裙;不知道就在那十里春风琼花舞的扬州,曾经有数万人不愿脱去那些汉服,剪下高束的发髻,而丢了性命;更不知道我们为何被称为“华夏民族!”
汉服是汉族传承千年的传统民族服饰,表现出天人合一,汉服中左侧衣襟与右侧衣襟交叉于胸前,自然形成了领口的交叉,两条直线的交叉代表着传统文化中的对称性,表现出独特的中性魅力,极我中华社会主义核心价值观中的公正,地即人道,即方与正!
身为华夏子孙,汉服同袍,我袭一身华服,走车水马龙的长街,收获的不是夸赞,而是辱骂“披头散发,穿着一韩服,走在中国,成何体统?”我不知为何,我们汉族传统服装,在汉族人口中,却成了韩服,和服?我华夏流传千年的服装文化,被世人一点一滴地忘去,祖先们留下的文化,似水,流向四方,却流不到汉人的心中……
热爱汉服的我,接触到汉服后才明白,我爱的不仅仅是汉服,而是它蕴含的华夏文化,华夏文化被世俗隐去,身为华夏子孙,我们应该弘扬,而不是随着世俗,将它隐去……
汉服象征着华夏礼仪文明,它弘扬着我华夏的文化与精神,向汉服文化致敬!
——《诗经·秦风·无衣》
小的时候便知道藏族人有藏袍,苗族人有苗服,满族人有旗装,也问过我们汉族人的民族服饰是什么,父母也不知,只好答:大概没有吧。直到后来,一次巧合我才知道,汉族的民族服装叫汉服。《左传》中记载道:“中国有礼仪之大,故称夏;有服章之美,谓之华。”故华服又称汉服,系汉族之服饰。
喜爱汉服的时日不算多,与汉服一起走过的日子却让我有了甚多收获。汉服,不仅让我领略了华夏一族的服饰之美,更让我深刻地明白何谓民族大义。满清的“剃发易服”让这样一件美丽的事物渐渐消失在人们的视线里,如今为数不多的人仍在坚守着,在坚持着,努力守住祖先们留下的绚丽一笔。有多少人知道呢?这样一件快要被人们遗忘的衣服,曾有人用生命去守护过。
在繁华一时的大宋年间,中原的土地也被金人践踏过,有一支军队征战沙场,北方的.敌人说,有岳家军在,我们打不了胜仗。那样的军队也曾驰骋沙场,领队的将军也曾意气飞扬。然,能人遭忌,英雄命短,可笑的是,为国效忠的武士没有战死沙场,却亡在同族手中。一颗丹心,一缕忠魂,消散在西湖之畔。历史长河中,我清晰地看见,那深深插在泥土中的,是将军用过的红缨枪。所幸,那个汉家男儿用生命去守护的东西,而今安在。
历史本是轮回,兜兜转转。当梅香飘满岭上,又是一年严冬,清军已兵临城下。他迎风立于城头,寒风灌满了宽大的衣袖。清人说,请他做新朝的臣子。面对武力,一介书生,无力抗争,却也绝不妥协!于是他登上高大的城楼,看着即将沦陷的扬州城,他笑,笑无力的自己,笑软弱无能的大明。最终,纵身一跃,全城响起悲鸣。民族,是史可法一生的信仰。
最初的我,爱上的是那宽袍广袖的衣裳,穿在身上时,才觉无比沉重,那是历史的重量,承载了五千年的历史,五千年的光阴,五千年的惆怅。
在异国的街头,有位女子,身着汉家衣裳,一支竹笛奏出乐音悠扬,那样一个满是金发碧眼的国度,唯有她似乎格格不入,却又像毫无违和。后来才知,那位名为璇玑的女子,也不过是个留学生而已,却以微薄之力努力做着汉文化的宣传,她说,汉服复兴就是要让全世界都知道汉服。
在杭州西塘,有个文人提笔写下汉韵墨香,指尖一朵青花幽然绽放,他来自宝岛,却活跃于内地,只因内地有更多的人可以去分享。方文山不只是词人,也是汉服运动的倡导者,他写下独具中国风的词,留一段青史,承载月光。
汉服似乎不再只是一件衣服而已。它因先人的匠心而独特,因历史而沉重,因文化而意蕴深长。
有人立于江头,着交领右衽,宽袍广袖,迎风低吟浅唱:
岂日无衣,与子同袍。
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