600 words of original writing in classical Chinese

1. A self-compiled essay in classical Chinese of about 500 words

Title: Choosing a school based on reputation can easily lead to a wrong path

Hearing Da and others, becoming famous all over the world, it will only take ten years to pay off. . It’s not just for learning. If you choose something because you have a reputation, you will lose your own nature.

Stupid, ignorant. Learning is the surface, showing its layers, doing it in a eloquent way, enjoying it self-satisfiedly, not knowing that what you do is not your nature. Imitate, work in groups, don't know where it is, follow its mouth, listen to its ears, breathe out its breath, look at its direction, taste its taste, just watch the flowers on horseback, without seeking a deeper understanding, thinking that you are learning, and deceiving yourself. Imitate the frown, and laugh at the generosity. However, if you are not aware of it, you have lost the way, you are lost in the way, and you are doing nothing and think you are doing nothing, which is very important to you.

To lose one's nature is to imitate it, which is the beginning of confusion. If you are confused, you will choose to make mistakes. If you choose to make mistakes, you will be lost. If you are confused, you will learn everything. If you go astray without self-examination, you will think that ugliness is beautiful, evil will be happy, good will be bad, bad will be good, gain will be a loss, loss will be a gain, and it will be reversed. Isn’t it joyful to understand? At the beginning, I care about my own nature and decide at will. If I am famous for it, I will despise it without hearing it. I will choose it and weigh it. If the result is like this, I can show it.

To be a scholar, meditate on your heart, be aware of your needs, understand your direction, go out as fast as lightning, choose like thunder, learn like spring breeze bathing, and achieve success like autumn fruits falling on their stems, this is So, when it is solved, it will be like seeing the sky from the end of a hole, pure and exquisite, and suddenly enlightened.

This is how learning should be done, and you can avoid confusion. 2. A 600-word essay adapted from classical Chinese: Hua Mulan

It was pitch black on a summer night.

In this quiet night, I suddenly heard someone sighing slightly. Who is sighing? After a while, the sigh sounded again, mixed with deep melancholy.

Look carefully, it turns out that it is Miss Mulan who is weaving in front of the door. Strange! Why can't I hear the sound of weaving, but only Mulan's sigh? I guess Mulan must have something on her mind.

Ask my daughter what are you thinking about? What do you miss? Come, tell my mother. Mulan said quietly: "Mother, I am not thinking about anything, nor am I missing anything.

Last night I saw a notice posted by the army at the city gate, saying that the emperor wanted to recruit troops to attack Huns. There are many volumes on the recruitment list. Mulan, I looked at it carefully, and almost every volume has my father's name on it.

My father has no eldest son. Mulan, I don’t have an elder brother. After all, my father is too old to go on another expedition. I am willing to buy a saddle horse for this purpose and go on the expedition for my father! \'My mother was silent for a long time, raised her head, looked at Mulan for a long time, and said seriously: \'Mulan! You have to be careful when you join the army on behalf of your father.\' The next day, just after dawn, Mulan said goodbye to her parents and set off to prepare for her departure. The only ones who are reluctant to give up on the preparation work are my parents! “Dad, Mom! Take care! It is unfilial on the part of the son to fail to be around to take care of the two elders! "Mulan couldn't help shouting as she faced the rolling water of the Yellow River and the high mountains.

Mulan rushed to the battlefield thousands of miles away, crossing the passes and mountains as if flying. The harsh climate on the frontier, Mulan's tender, white and delicate skin has changed.

The many inconveniences and difficulties in life did not let Mulan down. She remembered her father's instructions: "Son! We must serve our motherland well! All the folks across the country are looking forward to the victorious return of you and the soldiers! "For the sake of my elderly parents, for the fellow villagers, and for the country, I must win this battle!" ! "A series of murders, a series of battles, Mulan used her wisdom and courage to overcome the enemy.

The ten years of battle, although difficult, was worth it ----- Mulan and the soldiers returned victorious!!! Mulan's triumphant return made the emperor very happy and the people of the country were excited - peace could finally be restored to the motherland! The emperor immediately offered Mulan the title of Shang Shulang.

The emperor smiled. Asked Mulan what reward she wanted, Mulan said: "In terms of rewards and official positions, they are nothing compared to my homesickness.

May the Emperor grant your permission to send me back to my hometown and reunite with my family! "I admire this!" "Mulan rode a thousand-mile horse majestically and hurried back to her hometown in a hurry. Outside the city gate, her father and mother supported each other to welcome their sweetheart whom they had not seen for ten years.

My sister dressed up carefully and also In the welcoming team, the younger brother picked up a sharp kitchen knife to slaughter the pigs and sheep, preparing to wash the dust for his sister.

Mulan returned to the boudoir, and everything in the room was so familiar and yet so strange. Dress up and regain your daughter's body.

Dress up properly and look in the mirror: the girl you see in the mirror is no longer the little girl who was shy about her beauty ten years ago, but a woman who has gone through many hardships! “Ten years! ! I am ten years older! It’s true that ‘time is not forgiving’! " Mulan felt disappointed for a while. She went out to see her comrades who were traveling with her. They were all drinking and having fun.

She was very surprised to see Mulan dressed as a girl. After living with Mulan for many years, she did not realize that Mulan was Girl? Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but sigh: Mulan is really a hero among women, how admirable! The male rabbit's feet are constantly crawling, and the female rabbit's eyes are often squinting, so it is easy to identify.

But when two rabbits, a male and a female, run together on the ground, who can tell which is the male rabbit and which is the female rabbit?

3. The first time I read a 600-word classical Chinese composition in junior high school

Since the fifth grade, I have been trying to read ancient Chinese texts, such as "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring", "The Story of Yueyang Tower", and "The Original Tao" in "The Literary Heart and the Carving of Dragons" I can memorize some passages in the "Tao Te Ching" by heart, and I can't put down some ancient poems and songs after reading them. My love for reading ancient Chinese is like my calligraphy. I can get carried away in reading and writing, and I can be completely immersed in happiness. Classical ancient poetry is the essence of the Chinese nation. It is a cultural treasure that embodies the countless wisdom of ancient Chinese sages. Reading ancient poetry and reading ancient poetry has benefited me a lot. Like the poet Li Bai, "the five-flowered horse, the golden fur, the son will come out." "In exchange for fine wine", his poems are bold and uninhibited, full of spirit and spirit. Du Fu's "The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are there, the city is springy and the vegetation is deep", people can't help but think long and hard after reading, alas, a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. And Confucius said " You can learn and practice it from time to time." "Reviewing the old and learning the new can make you a teacher." "If you are a person of three, you must have a teacher like me. Choose what is good and follow it, and change what is not good." These words While studying, let me appreciate life, understand life, improve my personality, learn how to be an upright person, and fully enjoy the fullness and happiness of life. The five thousand years of history of the Chinese nation has left many good essays. "Yueyang Tower" "The Story of Yueyang Tower" is an article that has been recited from ancient times to the present. How many people have recited it since childhood, and it is still catchy when they grow up. It can be called a masterpiece. When the scene of "The Story of Yueyang Tower" is written, dark clouds and continuous drizzle will make people feel sad and sad; when the spring is bright and the flowers and plants are fragrant, When it’s sunny, people will become happy and excited, immersed in the scenery, it’s really wonderful! The author also draws on the benevolent hearts of ancient people to warn people to worry first and rejoice later, never forget the country, and always have a patriotic heart. Whenever I recite it, my heart is very intoxicated and intoxicated. Those who read ancient prose Another gain is that I often read the dictionary and count the strokes. I truly realize that the dictionary is the best teacher. Only by reading ancient Chinese, memorizing poems, and looking up the dictionary can I learn more words and realize that many words have the wrong meaning. , many of them are polyphonic, and many have other meanings. I know that the dictionary covers the Chinese nation’s rich knowledge of astronomy, geography, and history. Looking up the dictionary has been of endless use to me throughout my life. By studying ancient Chinese, I gradually learned some methods. .As the saying goes: "Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will appear by itself." Reading more, especially reciting it repeatedly, is a magic weapon for learning classical Chinese. When learning ancient Chinese, you should be cadenced, fast and slow, and have a sense of rhythm. The words, feelings, momentum and the meaning contained in the words cannot be read out at once, but can be gradually realized, comprehended and perceived through repeated reading. Therefore, I concluded that learning ancient Chinese requires mastering the basic knowledge structure , understand the correct meaning of ancient prose, read more, and read it familiarly. The feeling of reading ancient prose, poetry, and music is like walking on a mountain-shaded path, and the beautiful scenery that hits you is dizzying. Once upon a time, I sat alone at my desk, holding a book in my hand. Scroll through ancient poems and books, integrate myself into the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty thousands of years ago, watch the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds roll and relax; once upon a time, I let my thoughts fly to the junction of water and sky in the south of the Yangtze River, listening to the fishing boats singing late, thinking about the midnight Is the bell ringing to welcome the passenger ship? Once upon a time, I also thought that if I read more and learn real skills, I should also look up to the sky and laugh out loud and go out, singing loudly that we are not Penghao people. Learning ancient Chinese and ancient poetry is the best spiritual enjoyment for me. , just like tasting tea, the more you taste it, the more fragrant it becomes. 4.

My childhood was colorful, and the interesting things that happened in my childhood were as countless as the stars in the sky.

The brightest and most dazzling one is still the one. It was noon on a Sunday and my mother was already fast asleep.

I was only four years old at the time. I had no fun. I was wandering around the room and somehow ended up in front of the mirror. ah! Why is there a "person" who looks like me coming towards me in front of me? I was fine if I didn't touch it, but I was shocked when I touched it. The "person" turned out to be ordinary, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch me.

I quickly took a few steps back. Okay, how dare you learn from me and see how I deal with you.

I slapped my hand, and the "person" also slapped me. When I slapped me, the "person" also slapped me. Oh, it hurts. I'm scared, I'm flat and I can move, I can imitate me, I can hit people, if I break, I must be a monster.

I quickly walked to my mother’s bed, grabbed my mother’s hand, and shouted, “Mom, there’s a weird thing over there, and he beats me.” Mom. Miraculously asked me what it was, but I kept dragging my mother to the mirror.

It’s weird, why is there another monster? I hurriedly hid behind my mother and couldn’t help but tremble. My mother looked at it and laughed. I asked, "Mom, why are you laughing? Aren't you afraid of it?" My mother turned around and said to me, "This is a mirror. It's not a monster at all. Look."

I saw my mother swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror also swayed left and right. After some talk from my mother, I realized that mirrors can "print" people in, and people can see their own reflections in the mirrors.

It was noon on a Sunday, and my mother was already fast asleep. I was four years old at the time and had no fun. I was wandering around the room and somehow ended up in front of the mirror.

Yeah! Why is there a "person" who looks like me coming towards me in front of me? I was fine if I didn't touch it, but I was shocked when I touched it. The "person" turned out to be ordinary, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch me. I quickly took a few steps back.

Okay, how dare you learn from me and see how I deal with you. I slapped my hand, and the "person" also slapped me. When I hit him, the "person" also slapped me. Oh, it hurts.

I'm scared. I'm flat and can move. I can imitate me and hit people. If I break, I must be a monster. I quickly made my way to my mother's bed, grabbed her hand, and shouted, "Mom, there's a weird thing over there, and he beats me."

Mom Miraculously asked me what it was, but I kept dragging my mother to the mirror. Weird, there was another monster. I hurriedly hid behind my mother and couldn't help but tremble.

Mom looked at it and smiled. I asked: "Mom, why are you laughing? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned around and said to me: "This is a mirror, not a monster at all. Look, ." I saw my mother swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror also swayed left and right.

After my mother talked about it, I realized that mirrors can "print" people in, and people can see their own reflections in the mirrors. No wonder *** what, it does something! Whenever I think about this now, I still laugh out loud! Childhood is like a string of beautiful pearls, each funny incident makes this string of pearls more brilliant and crystal clear.

Let me pick out a big and round one to make you smile! ! I remember when I was 6 years old, I saw that the dishes prepared by my mother were fragrant and crispy, so I wanted to be a little chef like my mother. My mother knew my idea and readily agreed! The first dish I cooked that day was "Cold Cucumber". I first used a kitchen knife to smash the cucumber. It was so heavy that I had to use a lot of strength to pick it up.

I carefully pointed the blade of the knife at the cucumber. "Pa", as soon as the handle was released, the kitchen knife smashed the tender cucumber into pieces.

I cut the cucumber into small pieces with a knife, happily put the cucumber into the plate, took out the seasoning, and carefully sprinkled it on top like my mother, for fear that the dish would not be delicious. . After a while, the dish was ready. After my mother tasted a piece of cucumber, she said to me: "My son is great. The cold cucumber he made is so delicious! It's just that there was a little less salt and the taste was bland."

After hearing what my mother said, I was both happy and confused: What on earth is salt? How can I put more of it in to make the light-flavored dishes sweet and delicious? Is it a magical "flavor"... In this way, I was thinking about the answer to this question while acting as a little chef. Finally one day, I woke up from a dream and naively thought that salt was the "essence" of food! With it, the food will be sweet and delicious. A small amount of salt will make it delicious, and a large amount of salt will make it more delicious! After coming to this conclusion, I jumped up and down happily, hoping to come early tomorrow to show my mother how great her son is! But don’t let your mother know this secret. If she knows, the food she cooks will be as delicious as mine.

The next day, I tiptoed into the kitchen and prepared to make another cold cucumber dish, and it was super delicious! I first prepared to wash the vegetables, pat them, and add seasonings, and then I would show my "cooking secrets". I looked left and right, for fear that my mother would be watching. After confirming that everything was fine, I was overjoyed. I immediately took out the salt shaker, scooped seven or eight spoons of salt into the dish with a small spoon, and then tidied up the kitchen with satisfaction and brought the dish to my mother.

When my mother saw the food I cooked, her eyes lit up. She picked up her chopsticks and ate a piece of cucumber. It was so salty that she just wanted to drink water. She asked me strangely: "Son, how did you prepare the food today?" "Why is it so salty? Wasn't it delicious a few days ago?" After hearing what my mother said, I panicked, why is this happening? Wouldn't the more salt the better? I also picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of cucumber. Wow, so salty! It tastes so bad that my tongue is numb.

It turns out that if you add too much salt, the food is not very delicious... Now, whenever I see cucumbers, my face always turns red involuntarily. Through cooking, I slowly figured out a truth: No matter what you do, you must have a "degree". Too much or too little is not good. Only when it is just right can things be done well.

Fun Stories from Childhood Childhood is like a colorful box with many shining and interesting memories inside. As time goes by, some memories have been covered in dust, while other memories have been washed away by the water of time and become even brighter.

I remember that I didn’t go to elementary school. 5. Rewrite the Three Gorges in classical Chinese into a 600-word prose

When I went to the Three Gorges for the first time, I couldn’t help but marvel at the beautiful scenery in front of me. Going down the river from the upper reaches of the Three Gorges, there are mountains on both sides of the river. Mountains, ridges upon ridges, numerous cliffs and layers of cliffs remind me that if it were not at noon or midnight, when the sun or moon rises to its highest point, it would be difficult to see them here! In summer, a large amount of melted ice and snow flows down from the source of the river, covering the small hills on the shore, so the upward and downward navigation routes are blocked. At this time, only the surging river water can be seen on the river, but not the There are ships arriving. But sometimes, when the emperor's order needs to be conveyed quickly, he has to take the risk of taking a boat, because no one dares to disobey the emperor's order! So that sometimes we set out from Baidicheng in the morning and arrive at Jiangling in the evening. The more than 1,200 miles in between, even if we ride on a strong wind or ride a fast horse, it doesn't go that fast. In spring and winter, The snow-white rapids and the deep green pool water swirled with clear waves, reflecting the shadows of various scenery. In the high peaks on both sides, there grew many odd grotesque cypress trees, as well as waterfalls hanging down among them. , flying down from it. Here, the water is clear, the trees are strong, the mountains are high, and the grass is lush. It is really interesting. On a sunny day or a frosty morning, you can see another kind of scenery: the woods. The mountains and rivers are cool and quiet, and apes often scream loudly from high places. The sound is continuous and extremely sad. It spreads in this uninhabited valley, and the sadness is gentle and disappears after a long time. Therefore, the fishermen here It is described in the song: Among the Three Gorges of Badong, Wu Gorge is the longest. The apes will cry a few times, and the clothes will be wet with tears! When I went to the Three Gorges for the first time, I couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful scenery in front of me. 6. A 600-word autobiography sample in classical Chinese

My name is XX. I am 15 years old. I have spent three years in XX Middle School that are meaningful and colorful. I have learned a lot of new things in these three years. .

Including knowledge and methods of interacting with people, as well as my hopes for the future and my direction. Faced with such a heavy workload, I gradually learned to arrange my time reasonably and use my time rationally. I no longer had no focus on my work and wasted a lot of time like before.

I also learned a lot of experience during this period and became much more disciplined. Such valuable experience has allowed me to improve my study and life to a higher level.

I continue to accumulate knowledge through hard study every day and work hard to achieve good results. While working hard, I also feel the fulfillment of life, which makes me very satisfied.

My hobby is XX. Although this is not a subject studied in school, I have benefited a lot from it. : This makes me understand that as long as you work hard to do something, nothing can be done badly. Nothing in the world is difficult, as long as you are determined.

This has been very helpful for me to learn about life. My interest is XX, and I hope that I will have more time to develop my interests in the future.

In the past three years of junior high school, I have also undergone a lot of changes, especially some of my strengths and weaknesses. My shortcoming is that XX talks small talk.

And my advantages are XX. But I will try my best to get rid of my shortcomings in the future and become an excellent student with comprehensive development.

In the past three years, what I have learned may be limited, but I know there is no end to learning, and I will keep working hard, whether in class or in life. Of course, the three years also left me with many profound and precious memories: some were having fun with classmates after class, some were criticized by teachers for not paying attention in class, and of course some were praised, etc.

These precious memories will always remain in my mind and will linger throughout my life. Maybe I will not go to high school in a key middle school in the future, but I will remember this school that gave me a wonderful life for three years in junior high school. I am also very grateful to the teachers who worked hard to teach us knowledge and let me experience a lot of things that I have never been exposed to. I will never forget the first chemical experiment I did and the first circuit I connected. These interesting and wonderful opportunities were given by teachers.

Junior high school is the starting point of my life. I will continue to work hard to become a meaningful person to society and contribute to society in the future. At the end, I would like to thank my teachers and classmates for their concern and care for me. Because of their love, I have lived so warmly in the past three years. It seems like it was yesterday that I studied with my friends, and now I am about to graduate. , but I will always remember the little things you gave me. 7. Who knows the 600-word story adapted from the classical Chinese novel "Wolf"?

A fat butcher was carrying a load on a dark night, twisting his butcher-specific fat body, proudly Walking back, it was obvious that there was no meat left in his load, and there were only some bones left, indicating that today's business was very good again.

It was already very dark. Under the moonlight, the butcher was walking happily. Suddenly, two pairs of green lights appeared, which scared the butcher into a cold sweat. When he looked closely, he saw two pairs of green lights. The wolf is so thick and thick! The butcher was a little panicked, but his reason calmed him down. It would not work to fight head-on. He also needed to outsmart him! The butcher turned around and left, but the two cunning wolves also followed him. So the butcher threw a bone in the past. One of the wolves got the bone and stopped to chew on it crazily (it seemed to be very hungry). But the other wolf still followed the butcher. There was nothing he could do. The butcher threw some bones to the other wolf, but the previous wolf just finished eating the bones and followed him again. Oh my God! These two scheming wolves are really in order! Just like that, the bones were gradually disappearing, but the two wolves chased the butcher together as before. The butcher was caught in an invisible predicament, and beads of sweat rolled down like beans. Looking at the two wolves staring at him eagerly, the butcher couldn't help but wonder: How can this be solved? Why is God so unfair to me? Whoever I mess with will be bullied. These two little brats don’t seem to be easy to deal with! It's over, my whole life of wisdom is going to be destroyed. NO, NO I can't give up, I want to die with honor! Fight with you! The butcher saw a wheat field nearby. The owner of the field had piled a lot of firewood in the middle of the wheat field. Each one was like a hill. "Haha, there is no end to the road. I knew I still had a chance to survive!" the butcher sighed. . So the butcher crawled forward to a pile of firewood, leaned next to a hill-like pile of firewood, and quickly used his "special skill" - he unloaded his burden, picked up the knife, and pretended to be a martial arts master. Even though it was just showing off and not showing any real effort, the wolf also became wary and did not dare to approach, glaring at the butcher fiercely.

This stalemate lasted for a long time, and the butcher could no longer support it. The strange thing was that only one of the two wolves was left, and the other one was nowhere to be seen, but this wolf seemed to relax. He was alert and seemed to be asleep. Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, the butcher jumped up and split the wolf's head open with a knife. The wolf was struggling painfully and howling, "You bastard, you dare to attack." Me, you don’t want to live, who do you think you are? You dare to mess with Tai Sui’s head. Look at my self-created "cutting to death without repaying life", telling you to die without a whole body, and chop you into pieces, I Chop, I chop, I chop, chop, chop..." You can imagine what the poor wolf will become. When the butcher wanted to go home, he saw another wolf digging holes in the back of the pile of firewood, trying to get in and attack the butcher from behind. "Hey! The little bastard is here again! Aren't you tired? Now that's the case, the butcher is about to go home." If you want to die, I will help you!" The butcher cut off the wolf's hind legs from behind and killed it too. Suddenly it dawned on him, "Oh! These two little wolves are colluding with each other! What the heck is going on, I've been fooled! But my life was saved! There's also an unexpected gain, Yes, yes, this is called 'surviving a catastrophe, but will be blessed later'!"

The butcher once again took advantage of the moonlight, took a smoke, and ran back...