College entrance examination full score composition classification Daquan

Chapter 61 Emotional intimacy and cognition of things (1)
(2003 National Volume)

composition test questions
Read the text below, according to what the article says.

There was a rich man in the state of Song. The wall of his house was damaged by heavy rain one day.His son said: "If it is not repaired, someone will definitely steal it." An old man in the neighbor's house also said the same.Sure enough, a lot of things were lost in the rich man's house at night.The rich man thought his son was very smart, but suspected that the old man in the neighborhood had stolen it.

The above is a fable in "Han Feizi".To this day, we still hear similar stories in real life, however, many different and even opposite situations are also common.When we understand things and deal with problems, is there any relationship between emotional closeness and distance and the depth of right or wrong cognition of things?What kind of relationship is it?

Please write an essay on the topic "Emotional Affinity and Perception of Things".

Question Analysis
The material given in the composition questions of the 2003 National College Entrance Examination is the well-known story of "Sophisticated Son Doubts His Neighbors". There are many fables.Taking "emotional closeness and cognition of things" as the topic, the topic is a parallel phrase, which is different from the previous word "integrity", the partial phrase "choice of the soul", and the judgment sentence "the answer is colorful". The 2003 National College Entrance Examination essay topic was more restrictive than previous test questions, unlike "integrity" and "spiritual choice", which had a wider range. "Emotional closeness" is different from "emotional impulsiveness", "emotional use", "emotional fluctuations" and other pan-emotional things; "cognition of things" is the recognition and judgment of objective things, which is also different from general reason and decision-making.If the examinee writes only "emotion and reason", "emotion and judgment" and does not involve the content of "cognitive difference" caused by "closeness relationship", it does not match the meaning of the question. The word "closeness" can be said to be a problem, and it needs to be treated with caution.

Writing Ideas Tips
In life, emotional closeness is ubiquitous. There are different degrees of emotional closeness between teachers and students, between relatives and friends, and between superiors and subordinates. This is a subjective factor.Cognition of things is an objective factor.But in life, subjective emotions have a strong active role in cognition of objective things. Sometimes people can't help but distort the facts because of emotional closeness, just like the "sophon" in the material.Of course, there are also Qi Huangyang-style wise men who "do not avoid enemies when exercising externally, and do not avoid relatives when exercising internally".In short, after determining the argument, candidates should conceive and select materials from both subjective and objective aspects.

Full score sample essay
The road is the trace of the moon

(a candidate from Hubei)

I vaguely want to come, I haven't set foot on this moonlit path for several years.The path was paved with cobblestones by my father himself, and there was a hazy and soft light under the moonlight.On the other side of the road, connected to the hut by the river, connected to my father.Father, are you still persistently sitting on the shore, playing the flute mournfully, waiting for your son's return?
Father likes to play the flute.When I was young, the sound of my father's flute was full of my childhood fun, like the ribbon-like river, pulling my childish innocence to wander in the harbor of my father's love.My father loves me, the only son, very much. He always likes to pinch my face with his rough hands, crying in spite of the pain, and laughing foolishly.Every day at dusk, my father took me to the grassland by the river to graze cattle.My father often let go of the ox rope and let the ox graze on its own. Then he took out the flute from the hay basket behind his back, puffed up his cheeks, and played the most beautiful music in the world.I just leaned on my father's lap, watching the setting sun in the sky dye my father's hair a little golden.I love my father, and my father's flute is the most beautiful.

As I grew older, I began to hate my father, hated his mouth full of cigarettes, hated his yellow teeth; hated him carrying a straw basket to school to find me, and staring at me stupidly from the window, I also hated him I have no skills, I only know how to tend a few acres of poor land, and I can't even earn back my tuition fees.My father and I gradually separated.After being yelled at by me a few times, my father stopped going to school to see me barefoot, and stopped nagging me to study hard.He kept silent, and the only way to break the silence was to play the flute, which, in my opinion, became a sign of not doing business properly.

I went to school in other places.The night before I left, I walked on the familiar path and felt a little nostalgia and reluctance.The road is like the traces of the moonlight on the ground, and also across my heart.For several years, I have not returned home once.My mother told me on the phone that after I left, my father seemed to have lost his soul all day long. He didn't think about food and drink, but only went to the river to play the flute.Eventually, I returned home at my mother's request.It was night at home, and the moon had just risen. When I was walking on the path with endless thoughts, I met my father who was waiting for me.I suddenly burst into tears and hugged my father tightly.I asked my father to play the flute for me, and my father agreed.The choked flute sounded in my ears again, on the path full of moonlight, evoking my memories.I feel the love of my father's family, and feel ashamed of my father's flute. My father loves me and his son.He played the flute for me for 18 years, and I just now found that it resonates so strongly with my heart.

The road is beautiful, very beautiful, it is the mark of the moon.The moon is the soul of the road, and the sound of my father's flute is my heart and soul!
score review
The moon, road and flute in the text not only constitute a hazy and quiet poetic mood, but also become clues to structure the full text.In particular, the sound of the flute is not only a catharsis of the father's emotions, but also an object of "I" cognition, and a prop to portray the character of "father".The father used the flute to express "wonderful" when he took "me" to herd the cattle, and the flute to convey "the heart of love" when the father and "me" had a gap.The language of the article is beautiful and vivid, and it is a masterpiece of narrative prose that is chewable.

with a look on the sidelines
(a candidate from Fujian)

Walk into the colorful letters and pick up the footsteps of the pioneers; open the wandering albums and pick up the sincere tears of history.Who sighed that "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I am in this mountain"?And who is mourning "feeling the time and splashing tears, hating the birds and being frightened"?All the sorrows and joys are intertwined, and they seem to be telling: Please use the eyes of the sidelines!

Looking at others with the eyes of the sidelines is a sober consciousness.Between heaven and earth, among all living beings, everyone is an independent individual.Lift off the secular veil, and truly show the real life. "Do not avoid enemies when exercising externally, and do not avoid relatives when exercising internally", the loyal words of a generation of virtuous officials engraved the nobility of human personality; "The emperor used Wei Zheng not to miss the past", Tang Taizong's "taking people as a mirror" cast the wisdom of a generation of emperors.With onlooker eyes, let the mind follow the footsteps of others and become more clear.Read out the advantages of others, but also read out the sincerity of oneself.When Bao Shuya and Guan Zhong's "heart-to-heart friendship" has passed through the fragments of history and condensed into the timeless pursuit of people's hearts; Huang Taiji's bold appointment of Fan Wenchen has become a brilliant page of admiration. A trace of profoundness, a broad-mindedness in the mind of a person with lofty ideals!
Looking at things with the eyes of the sidelines is the transcendence of the concept.After worrying about gains and losses, I am well versed in my own heartbeat.It is the chicness of "not being surprised by favor or disgrace, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; leaving and staying unintentionally, looking at the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky", and the strength of "Mount Tai collapses in front of it and does not move".Only by watching from the sidelines can one figure out that the beauty and ugliness of things are not shifted by one's own emotions; only then can one realize: one's own mentality is the most accurate mirror.Gain a sense of optimism from "a crane in the clear sky floats above the clouds, and lead poetry to the blue sky", and read a sense of confidence from "not afraid of floating clouds to cover your eyes, only because you are at the top"; It has become a ray of emotion in the philosopher's heart, and it has become an extraordinary height that future generations look up to!

Cutting off the water with a knife is the most helpless myth; toasting to relieve sorrow is the most emotional elegy.Moved by the mystery of "I don't know that the water flowers are near, I suspect that the winter snow has not disappeared". A little bit of lamentation is the tears of leaving people, epiphany: with the eyes of the onlooker, it is a kind of strength occasionally obtained after a deep dialogue with the heart, a kind of burst and sublimation after tempering!

With the eyes of the onlooker, there is Gu Kuang's selfless, sincere appreciation of "ju, that is, easy", which makes Bai Juyi, who is just showing his talent, relieve his worries; , strongly supported him to go abroad for further study, and made a generation of famous masters; with the eyes of the onlookers, there was a heart-to-heart conversation between Picasso and Zhang Daqian, and a swan song combining Eastern and Western paintings!
Looking at the vicissitudes of life, cherishing the romantic figures are always blown away by the rain and the wind; reading the present, a kind of magnanimous heart, a kind of sincerity and wisdom have become the eternal pursuit of future generations.It was not Tang Xuanzong who ignored the country and regarded Yang Guozhong as a loyal minister; it was not the youngest son of Emperor Wu of Jin who made Emperor Hui of Jin a laughing stock.With the eyes of the onlooker, you will see a realness and a detachment.

What is gone is history, and what is left is scenery.Between emotional intimacy and cognition of things, the moment when you will make a choice without regret and shame in your heart, with the eyes of the onlooker, it will be a kind of weight in people's hearts, in others, and in history, which will carry the code of abiding, Cast out the sound of unchanging ethics!

score review
This composition is thoughtful, literary, informative, and readable. It is closely related to the "topic". It is rich in content and extensive in use cases. It was deeply inspiring to read.

拨开 天空 的 乌云

(a candidate from Hubei)

I hate Taoist thought very much. I always feel that the Taoist concept of being passive and avoiding the world seems to be detached, but in fact it is a kind of decadence, so I also hate Taoist music.Although I haven't listened to it much, Taoist music was marked with decadence in my mind from the very beginning, and it was shrouded in layers of dark clouds.

A friend gave me a tape, in which there is a Taoist song "Songshan Fengqu". I get a headache when I hear the sound of the zither, which is as light as boiling water.And it is mixed with hoarse erhu to join in the fun.Rather than saying that what it pursues is a kind of tranquility, it is better to say that what it pursues is a kind of chaos, a kind of unemotional and irrational chaos. I get annoyed as soon as I listen to it, and then rewind.

Then by chance, I went to Wudang Mountain.The loud bells in the quiet mountains and the fireworks rising in the Taoist temple seem to create a world far away from the hustle and bustle.Everything feels very light, which is the feeling I prefer. At this time, a vague sense of intimacy began to grow in my subconscious, and I faintly felt that Taoism, which was far away, was getting closer to me.

After returning home, I was a little confused about this feeling, so I asked an elder whom I respected a lot.He had fought in wars before and served as a senior official. I expressed my feeling. He brushed his long beard under his chin with his hand and smiled slightly: "Listen to this!" "This must be a good song!" I thought as I watched him put the tape in the player.

The music started slowly, and the guzheng sounded like a few gusts of wind in the mountains, blowing over the leaves, bringing a few chirps of birds, causing a burst of agility, and my heart palpited: I seemed to have heard this somewhere before, but I really couldn’t think of it at the time. stand up.

However, the sound of the zither gradually became denser and thicker, like several white clouds in the sky chasing and joking with each other, which attracted the birds to be happy and chirp.Inadvertently, a slightly dignified erhu is inserted into it, using hoarseness to express a bit of casualness and thinking.This thinking is like a powerful and unconstrained style, unfettered and uninhibited, flying freely.The agility of the guzheng and the melodiousness of the erhu are perfectly combined, vividly interpreting a kind of joy that is not fettered in the heart.

When the last note popped a wisp of smoke, I returned to reality.The elder looked at me with a kind smile: "This is "Songshan Fengqu". You have heard it before. Listen to it again. Is it okay?" I was stunned.He continued, "The detachment of Taoism is against the turbulent world. Taoism also loves nature. What they love is pure and clean nature. Taoist music actually loves life..."

(End of this chapter)