Pay attention to the combination of static and dynamic in writing.

1. Write landscape, combining dynamic and static, and combining front and side descriptions. The autumn color is "autumn wind mixed with autumn rain, the night is cool, the sound is endless, Wu Ye." Yes! Autumn wind is blowing, autumn rain is over, and autumn mother is busy putting golden clothes on the tree.

Climb high and see far, just like a vast "sea of gold", the autumn wind sweeps away, leaves fall in succession, and some dance like butterflies; Some fly like orioles; Some people spin lightly like dancers.

The fallen leaves on the ground are like a thick golden blanket. Autumn is not as vibrant as spring when flowers are in full bloom, but it is not as vibrant as summer when trees are shaded. But it attracts people with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits.

I love the bright moon in autumn; Love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in Yingze Park; Love to watch the uniform geese fly south; Love to see the clear Fenhe River reflecting the blue sky; I prefer to see pearl-like grains piled up in the granary and heavy apples covered with branches. In autumn, chrysanthemums stand upright against the wind, graceful and proud.

There are red, white, yellow, purple and pink.

Colorful, make autumn look beautiful. There is not such a saying that "chrysanthemum is not preferred among flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless."

In autumn, towering mountains are covered with red leaves, which are like flames and sunset clouds, and seem to disdain cold and autumn. It's really "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers". How can this beautiful autumn color not be liked? When we enter autumn, the ears of rice, sunflowers, apples, grapes, corn and sorghum are all ripe, and the beautiful wild chrysanthemums also fragrant the narrow paths in the fields.

The ears of rice are ripe, and the golden face is like beautiful gold, shining in the sun. When sunflowers are ripe, they all bow their heads as if they were walking with their backs bent.

The apples were cooled by the autumn wind, and everyone put on a red cotton-padded jacket, as if red lanterns were hung on every branch. Cut off every branch.

Grapes were also cooled by the autumn wind, and they were all covered with a purple robe, as if grapes were also cooled by the autumn wind, and they were all covered with a purple robe, just like beautiful purple pearls. How beautiful these strings are! Corn happily holds the red tassel, as if forgetting the troubles of a summer. Sorghum blushed and smiled as if she had been praised by others.

Wild chrysanthemums are also very fragrant in autumn. I walked on the narrow path in the field and gently smelled the fragrance of wild chrysanthemum, which was as beautiful as roses, honeysuckle, morning glory and cactus flowers. Autumn, there are golden ears of rice, autumn, there are golden ears of rice, shiny sunflowers, red apples, purple grapes, yellow corn, red sorghum, so beautiful! Ah! How colorful autumn is! How glorious you are! How noble you are! You are not only a beautiful season, but also a harvest season.

I want to thank autumn, because autumn brings us food and fills the world with beauty. Ah! How wonderful you are in autumn! Today is the sunset. After dinner, my friends and I are playing in the yard. We played for a while. When we are tired of playing, we lie on the soft beach and look at the sky. Suddenly, a sunset glow floated into my sight. I looked around and saw more sunsets. I looked at it carefully and found that it was like many things.

Some sunset clouds are like an old hen, the chicks are covered with yellow feathers, and the sunset clouds behind them are like a vicious dog. Suddenly, the hen turned and pecked the evil dog and drove it away. Some sunset clouds are like a dozen horses. They fly on the Yuan Ye and seem to run faster than anyone else. After a while, a horse crossed the finish line first. It is the strong in the group and the leader in the group. I think in life, no matter what you do, you must strive to be the first and not lag behind others.

Some sunset clouds are like children playing together. They sometimes swim in the river. Sometimes picking up stones by the river; Sometimes they wrestle in the shade, sometimes they pick fruit on the tree ... they have a good time. The sunset glow is so beautiful that I didn't notice it before! In the early morning, in grandpa's yard, a silvery birdsong awakened the sleeping earth.

I opened my blindfolded eyes, put on my clothes and went to grandpa's farmhouse. I looked up at the sky. The sky in the east was a fish-belly white, and the small courtyard gradually became active against the rising sun.

Look, the rooster held his head high, straightened his chest, strode up the courtyard wall and shouted "wow, wow"; Birds stand in the treetops, chirping like happy notes; The smoke from the chimney is very warm. I think grandma must have started cooking. After breakfast, the sun has risen very high.

The yard suddenly lit up. Peony, rose, Clivia ..... one by one to meet the sunshine and compete to open.

Peony flowers are blooming brightly, like the bright smiling faces of children. Red, yellow and pink roses are dancing in the breeze, just like a graceful girl.

Clivia is in full bloom in the corner, but it doesn't make public, as if to show its gentlemanly demeanor. There is an apricot tree in the middle of the yard, which looks so tall and straight among the flowers. It stretches the notes hard.

On the branch, the small oval leaves are green. Pushing away the dense leaves, I also saw small apricots, like beating little hearts, showing us its exuberant vitality.

What surprised me even more was that a small drop of water hung on each tip of a clump of bamboo at the gate of the yard. I asked grandpa why every bamboo leaf was hung with crystal dew.

Grandpa told me that bamboo absorbs water as much as possible at night to meet the needs of growth until it reaches the tip of the leaf. I suddenly realized that this thick green color is the embodiment of its vitality.

Time gradually arrived at noon, and in the moist earthy atmosphere, I smelled a burst of fragrant fragrance. Looking up, it turned out to be floating down from the locust tree outside the yard.

White Sophora japonica is covered with branches, like a silver mountain. It's really "like the spring breeze, thousands of trees bloom at night"! The buzz of bees adds vitality to the yard.

This is grandpa's yard, a vibrant yard! Look carefully! This is 4 articles! Don't speculate.

2. Describe a scene, and pay attention to learn to use the techniques of dynamic and static combination, positive description and side description. At 7 o'clock in the morning, familiar footsteps and loud door calls will always ring in the corridor. "Here comes the milk! Every time I hear this voice, I know it's the milkman, and I will get up and open the door.

The milkman is an ordinary man, an uncle in his fifties. The uncle's dark skin can be seen at a glance as the result of years of sun exposure. Under his gray hair, there are a pair of small and intense eyes. But it stayed in my mind deeply.

Because the milk he poured out was thick and fragrant, many residents on the floors ordered it. One of them is on the sixth floor, and the subscriber on the sixth floor is our home, on the 12 floor. It's tiring enough not to carry things up and down, not to mention round and slippery milk bottles, which will break several bottles if you are not careful.

Winter snow covers the earth, everything is covered with silver fashion, and the long and lonely winter day comes early. But whether it's windy or snowy, uncle will always come to deliver milk.

In the morning, it is still as cold as usual. The doorbell of Ding Ling rang again. I still want to sleep under the quilt, but I have to open the door. I slowly opened the door among the gangsters. Opening the door, I saw standing at the door as usual, smiling, wearing a black coat, with deep wrinkles on my forehead, as if I could catch mosquitoes, but I also looked energetic. I took the bottle at hand and fell heavily on the ground. I said to myself in disappointment, "Hey, today's milk flow is ruined!" " "Uncle smiled and said," it doesn't matter. I will fill another bottle for free today. " I took the milk and thanked her.

It's the morning when the cold wind is howling again, and grandpa has come to deliver milk again. He handed me the milk carefully. When I took the bottle, I found that his hand had been frozen and cracked by the ruthless cold wind. His skin is wrinkled like that of an old pine tree, and there are holes in it. His hair was slightly shaken by the cold wind I saw his mouth shaking. Obviously, he is cold, although he is still smiling. I asked him, "Don't you wear gloves in this cold, or should I ask my father to give you a pair?" As he spoke, he pointed to the bottle: "Look, there is a layer of ice beads outside this bottle. If I wear gloves, the bottle will easily slip, and I am used to it. " When he left, I put my parents' black gloves in his box when he wasn't looking.

Another morning, "the milk is flowing!" " When I called the door, I saw those hands wearing a black glove and the other person was smiling. Of course, I am also smiling happily in my heart.

Write the sports meeting as a combination of static and dynamic, as I wrote before. Listen,

What a sunny day! Alas, I didn't report any items this afternoon because I had to watch the broadcast draft or something. I thought I chose a lazy job, but in the afternoon, it was a beautiful day, and the radio station still didn't have any sunshade equipment. Seeing two microphones exposed to the sun from a distance makes my heart cool!

And I found a very depressing thing, that is, how mosquitoes are so crazy recently! I was stung badly again, with no less than 20 places on my leg. Hey, depressed, I feel good when typing this article. Damn mosquitoes are still biting me!

Today's sports meeting may be where I sit. Well, condescending, I feel so excited to see it, which makes me regret not signing up for the event. I also want to sweat and run to give myself a surging feeling, but I still have to read the manuscript. Hey, I was really lazy at last, so I just took the microphone and cheered for my class, haha!

The most exciting thing today is the final tug-of-war, because I strongly urge to play, and it is too depressing not to exercise. Hehe, I found that tug-of-war really embodies unity, especially after our class won a game easily. I miss the feeling of everyone signing up together! ! ! And our class won a game in history (1), haha! For them, we had hoped to last for 5 seconds!

In fact, the result of the game is not important. Some things are too important to lose the happy enjoyment process. Let nature take its course, and what should come will surely come!

After the sports meeting at six o'clock in the evening, I went to see a super elegant concert-the Vienna Symphony Orchestra Wind Quartet, which was also the opening performance of our college's 2006 Science and Technology Culture Festival. I really don't know how the school invited the Vienna Symphony Orchestra. It's nice to be edified from time to time. My monitor and I both close our eyes to feel what we think, although I am more and more hypnotized, haha. Of the four musical instruments, I like flute best-imagine playing it yourself, it must be very elegant. Will people who know me throw up when they see me write like this, haha! Suddenly I feel that the school's science and technology culture festival is getting better and better. The activities of 1 1 month are piling up, and now my impression of the school is getting better and better!

I feel that the humanistic atmosphere in the north campus is much better than that in the university town. There are wonderful lectures for me to choose from every week, and the recent job fairs are one after another. It's really exciting to feel the cultural concepts of many big companies. Of course, I haven't been to job fairs and interviews, and I will definitely go more when I have the opportunity!

I think there is too much nonsense, so I'm going to bed. I am in a good mood today. Good Night!

4. Writing techniques, what is the dynamic and static description of things and scenery? The two set off each other and constitute a kind of interest relationship.

After a heavy rain, the pond was full of water and very calm, as if immersed in a gently polished mirror, reflecting the reflection of the house on the shore. Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water drops on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise.

Try to appreciate this poem from the perspective of "static" and "dynamic" 1 2 Describe the beautiful and charming static beauty of the lotus pond after the rain with words such as "water level", "mirror" and "jacaranda".

Three or four sentences show a kind of dynamic beauty on the pool after rain with the sound of "suddenly rising", "weeping poplar dancing" and "ten thousand points" made by raindrops on weeping poplar leaves blown to lotus leaves by the wind. Poetry not only writes static, but also writes dynamic, with static showing dynamic, with dynamic lining static, and the combination of dynamic and static forms a pond spring scene after rain.

5. Writing techniques, what do you mean by combining static and dynamic? The combination of static and dynamic is a commonly used landscape writing technique. In ancient Chinese poetry, in order to create Taoist ethereal artistic conception, poets pay special attention to dynamic description, and the combination of dynamic and static is a common way to write scenery. In the use of this technique, it is unique, with "every word is the best" and "the realm is the best".

As a combination of dynamic and static scenery, it often depicts the dynamic and static in an artistic conception, and it is mainly static, with the dynamic setting static (the "dynamic" here includes dynamic and sound, such as "the sound of bamboo in the Qing Dynasty, the sound of lotus leaves in front of fishing boats", "noisy" is sound, and "dynamic" is dynamic), forming a harmonious unity of artistic conception and image. Therefore, the combination of dynamic and static scenery writing techniques can not be completely separated from the foil

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Classification of dynamic and static combination technology

1, turn motion into stillness, and write motion with stillness, that is, write moving things into static things, imagine and describe the shapes and expressions of static and dynamic things.

2. Turning static into dynamic and writing static with dynamic means writing static things into moving things, imagining and describing the shapes and expressions of static things when they are moving.

3, the combination of static and dynamic, set each other off to become interesting is to describe static and dynamic things at the same time, so that static and dynamic scenes complement each other, complement each other, set each other off to become interesting.

4. It is a contrast technique to contrast the static by describing and rendering the dynamic and highlighting the static.

5. It is a contrast technique to contrast the dynamic by describing and rendering the static and highlighting the dynamic.

6. Moving is what moves with moving things.

7, dynamic and static contrast is to describe both moving things and static things, so that one sets off the other.

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