The Elf in the Snowy Field Sings the Song of Life--Appreciation of "The Elves in the Snowy Field"

"The Elf in the Snowy Field" is a clever use of contrasting techniques to compose the songs of the flowers and grasses, and one of the words, I especially like it.

"A small plant, a cluster of plants, squeezing, squeezing over the shoulders. These small flowers are only slightly larger than the rice grains, white, purple, blue, red, yellow, colorful, stars. Look To such a large number of small lives, I have lived in this snow with perseverance and enthusiasm. My eyes are dyed brightly. I am surprised to see these little lives. They are also gazing at the affectionate eyes. I am... these rice-sized lives are like telling me: hope, longing, recollection, yearning, the essence of all life, even if everything cold in the cold is cold, they will Tenaciously lifting the bud of beauty, will never let the sail of life fall easily."

There are still some words that I can't explain in this paragraph, but this does not prevent it from bringing the impact of life to me. The author uses a large number of metaphors and anthropomorphic rhetoric to vividly express the tenacity of this beautiful flower and grass. They are not afraid of the cold. Their belief is to live their own style and bloom their own posture. Cangsong Cooper, these little lives seem to make us admire and let us be impressed.

Although small flowers are small, they are also life. On the balance of life, there is no difference in size, and they use their weak body to interpret the greatness of life.

The third day of the third class of Kaiming Middle School in Huai'an City: Qiao Qidi