上个月我去北京看望我的一个朋友,因为我们有将近两年没见,而我刚好有假期。这是我第一次游览北京,这座全中国人都向往的城市。我对北京的.所以认知都来自电视和书本,而现在我有机会亲自来看这个城市、来了解她。我多么地兴奋!
There were so many tourist areas in my plan list, like Tian’anmen Square, Forbidden City, the Great Wall, the Perking University and so on. However, due to my short holiday I only visit several places of my list, with my friend’s companion. I will take a long tour to Beijing next time if I have the chance.
在我的旅游计划表上,我罗列许多要去的地方,如天安门广场,紫禁城,长城,北京大学等等。然而由于假期太短,朋友只陪我参观了计划表上的几个地方而已。如果有机会,我下次一定会到这来个长期旅游。
1。 头绪分明,脉络清楚
写好记叙文,首先要头绪分明,脉络清楚,明确文章要求写什么。要对所写的事件或人物进行分析,弄清事件发生、发展一直到结束的整个过程,然后再收集选取素材。这些素材都应该跟上述五个“ W ”和一个“ H ”有关。尽管不是每篇记叙文里都必须包括这些“ W ”和“ H ”,但动笔之前,围绕五个“ W ”和“ H ”进行构思是必不可少的。
2。 突出中心,详略得当
在文章的框架确定后,对支持故事的素材的选取是很关键的。选材要注意取舍,应该从表现文章主题的需要出发,分清主次,定好详略。要突出重点,详写细述那些能表现文章主题的重要情节,略写粗述那么非关键的次要情节。面面俱到反而使情节罗列化,使人不得要领。这一点是写好记叙文要解决的一个基本问题,也需要一定的技巧。如:
One night a man came to our house and told me, "There is a family with eight children。 They have not eaten for days。" I took some food with me and went。
When I finally came to that family, I saw the faces of those little children disfigured (破坏外貌) by hunger。 There was no sorrow or sadness in their faces, just the deep pain of hunger。
I gave the rice to the mother。 She divided the rice in two, and went out, carrying half the rice。 When she came back, I asked her, "Where did you go?" she gave me this simple answer, "To my neighbors — they are hungry also!"
3。 用活语言,准确生动
记叙文要用具体的事件和生动的语言对人、事、物加以叙述。一篇好的记叙文的语言既要准确、生动,又要表现力强,这样才能把人、事描写得具体生动,其可读性才强。试比较下面一篇例文修改的前后效果。
原文:
One day Xiaoqiang was wandering away。 He was soon lost among people and traffic。 He could not find the way back home and started crying。 Just then, two young students who were passing by found him standing alone in front of a shop and crying。 They went up to Xiaoqiang and asked him what had happened。 Xiaoqiang told them how he got lost and where he lived。 The two students decided to take him home。 Mother was pleased to see Xiaoqiang come back safe and sound。 She invited the two students into the house and gave them some money, but they didn't take it。 She served them with tea but they left。
修改后:
The other day, five-year-old Xiaoqiang left home alone and wandered happily in the street。 After some time, he felt hungry so he wanted to go back home。 But he found he was lost among the crowded people and heavy traffic。 When he could not find the way home, he started and crying。 Just then, two young students who were passing by from school found him sanding crying in front of a shop。 They immediately went up to him。
"Little boy, why are you standing here crying?" they asked。
"I want Mom, I go home。" said the boy, still crying。
"Don't worry, we'll send you home。"
And they spent the next two hours looking for the boy's house。 With the help of a policeman, they finally found it。
When the worried mother saw her son come back safe and sound, she was so thankful and she invited the students into her house。 Gratefully, she offered them some money, saying it was a way to express her thanks, but the young students firmly refused it and left without even a cup of tea。
Last Sunday, Jim went out to fly a kite. The kite flew highly in the sky. Jim ran with it happily.
Suddenly the line was broken and the kite flew away. Soon it disappeared. Where was it?
Jim had no idea. So he had to run here and there to look for the kite. At last he saw it on the top of the tree. He tried to get it down. But he couldn’t. He felt sad.
一直固执地相信自己十五年前曾经来过这里,尽管那时的我步履蹒跚的连路都走不好,这种话听起来蹩脚。
依然固执的相信,当时我就站在山海关的某一个角落,静静地见证了一场死亡的盛典,一次诗性的绽放,一个绝望的重生。
海子,在我梦里无数次出现的男人。他眉目清晰,有着瘦削的脸庞,带黑色的框架眼镜。也许镜腿会绑着白色胶布,那一定是和孩子们下水摸鱼的时候弄坏的。
我听见你低吟着诗句,那仿佛是一株暗地里生长的植物在濒临颓败前奋力开出的绚烂花朵。恍惚中,听到了来自山海关的那凄厉凛冽的汽笛声。
我不明白为什么,十五年前的那一天,你任无情的铁轮碾碎你的躯体。为什么,你残忍地将忌日选择在生日那天。
你说,你真是一个温软真纯的孩子。我不过是想死若鸿毛般美丽罢了。车轮虽然粉碎了我的身体,却无法损伤我的灵魂。在死亡的一瞬间,我已经雀跃到苍穹之上,却眺望我所热爱的麦田。古贺春江说过“再没有比死更高的艺术了。死就是生。”
这让我想起了另一个男人的死,海明威大叔。还有那个对古贺的口头禅极为赞赏的瘦小老头,川端康成。这么多的人歌颂死亡。然而我仍是意境不够深远,无法击鼓而乐。
于是,你莞尔,说,有人能够了解我的寂寞与快乐,这就就足够了。一个诗人能将自己的内心传达给别人,那是怎样的幸福我已经了解到了。其实,我已得到了永生。
海子,那个心胸像苍穹一样辽阔的男子,内心也像苍穹一样孤独。因为孤独,所以想到了死。因为疯狂,所以选择了最偏激的死法。
有人说,你是疯子。我噘起嘴一遍又一遍地重复:“他不是疯子。他不是。”究竟是谁疯了谁又晓得。
我是想轻轻地念。查,海,生。然后轻轻怀念你,没有什么目的。只是在听着得彪西空灵音乐的时候想起了同样空灵的你。
你总是在我耳边软软地说:“面朝大海,春暖花开。”
随着一场淅沥沥的冷雨,一阵阵凉风扑面而来,花枯了,树谢了,一股股冷意已不知不觉的渗入了千家万户。
桐树也不例外,俗话说“桐叶知秋”踱步在上学的路上,秋风萧萧,无情地捋下一片片桐叶,望着这番景象,不禁感慨地叹息:“桐树啊桐树,你为何是秋天最早落叶的树呢?”“是在叫我吗?”一个声音沉沉地应道。可把我吓了一大跳,桐树说话了!:“你,你怎么会开口说话!”“何足为奇?我们都是生命,难道不可以开口说话吗?”桐树意外平静地回答使我闭起了吃惊的嘴巴。我定了一定神,又问道:“那您为何是秋天最早落叶的树呢?难道是为了保存更多的养分吗?还是……”
没等我说完,一片叶子就尖声叫了起来:“才不是,才不是这样的呢!”桐树用枝条轻轻的拍打着叶子的头,也略显气愤地说:“你们人类总是误解我们,其实则不然,这完全是我们自己的选择,我们完全可以像松树和常青树一样不落叶,可是我们知道秋风一来,天气就转凉了,为了让人类在冬天更多的得到温暖的阳光,我们赶快脱去了衣裳;在夏天我们撑起了一张张绿色大伞,宁愿为你们挡雨、遮阳。而你们对却对此置之不理,反倒把松树捧的火热,我们怎能不伤心?”讲到这里,她不禁小声地啜泣了起来。听到这里,我不禁为桐树的话而震惊,一时竟呆在那里不知如何安慰它才好。
忽然吹来一阵冷风,我不禁打了个寒战,猛然从遐想中惊醒,老桐树那张伤心的面孔已然在脑海中消失不见,可那哀伤的声音却深深的徘徊在我的脑间。是呀!原来桐树是这样执着的无私,时时刻刻都在为我们着想,而我们却把它们的奉献作为理所当然的事情,想到这里,我不禁心生感动,这是一棵多么伟大的梧桐树啊!
叮咚!一滴梧桐的眼泪……
初雪,急匆匆地驾着西风赶来,轻轻落入大地怀抱。秋色慢慢褪去,冬的号角在田野上奏响,雪花行色匆匆,漫天飞舞,弥漫天空,有些急不可耐,在将谢幕的秋景里,尽情飘洒。收获过的原野,在酣畅的西风里,轻哼一首快乐的歌,欢迎这初雪的将临。肥沃田地早已露出厚实的胸膛,迎接等待一年的恋人,雪花轻舞着美丽的舞蹈,像无数小小的天鹅,静静地拥入大地的怀抱,纯净洁白雪花,深情感天动地,大地感动的泪流满面,天空感动的喜泪点点,树林感动的拱手致敬。人们闻听初雪而至,快步跑出大门,在雪里尽情跳舞歌唱,喜迎这久违的美丽天使。
小城,静静等候,这冬的使者,像似在等远方恋人。雪花在小城的街上,楼上,人工湖里,随风飘舞。把个小城打扮的洁白晶莹,纯洁美丽。小城美美的陶醉了,任雪花抚摸自己的全身,轻吻自己的脸。雪花轻盈在街道上洒下一层厚厚的情,在公园的松树上留下许多美丽的倩影,在小湖边轻闻恋人们的嬉笑,在游嬉广场见证了恋人们双双足迹。小城拥着初雪在夕阳的余辉里,红妆素裹,像恋人似的情深意切,静静相守,白头到老。
雪花默默地落满我的窗台,像似在等待什么。也许它们知道,我已经等它们一年了,就像等我离去多年的恋人。初雪飘飘,如鹅毛朵朵,煞是好看!它,曾经无数次在我梦中,演绎那段刻骨铭心的爱情。洁白茫茫的雪野,古朴的小屋,清晰的两行脚印,飘扬的红色围巾,在我记忆天空里,如云朵般美丽,每次,思念在雪花飞舞里,会疯长成一棵参天大树,然而,失望却在一次次的等待中,如石子落满心田。注定海枯石烂的誓言,总会被时间风化成尘埃。唯有初雪会如期赶来,一次一次的安慰我受伤的心。雪花飘飘,窈窕多姿,犹如那温柔的恋人,在我周围絮语轻轻,温情脉脉,感化心中郁闷哀伤,留下一个清纯静美的世界。
每次分别,我都恋恋不舍,一个人静静地站雪地里,看着雪儿悄悄的融化。自己常常是泪水涟涟,我知道初雪来这个世界很短暂。然而,这清纯的雪花,在心里已经割舍不了,像爱恋深深的情人,永远住在我心里。雪儿是有情的,你看落在我掌心的雪花,留下清泪粒粒,这不是它对我的爱恋吗?
我要感谢初雪,柔情似花,温馨着我的爱情,我要感谢初雪,柔情似火,温暖着我的世界,我要感谢初雪,柔情似水,滋润着我的心田。
初雪轻轻地走了。给大地带来深深的情,给小城带来浓浓的爱,给我带来苦苦的恋。
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