I walked slowly on the ancient road alone and heard several crows. The sound is so harsh that I can't help shivering. I also brought a horse, because I didn't eat or travel for several days, and it became very, very thin, like a wrinkled backpack. A small curved bridge stands on both sides of the river, like a hunchbacked old man. There is another family by the bridge. It's almost evening. At this time, the sunset is beautiful, and the golden afterglow is sprinkled, as if you were in a fairyland. However, the good times are always so short, and there is a poem that says well: "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night!"
It's getting dark, and the lights in that house are gradually turning on. I looked into their room. They were eating happily with a slight smile on their faces. How happy they are! I can't help thinking of my family. Are they doing well now? Are you eating? Do you like your life? Are the economic conditions good? I am really worried about them!
Now I am wandering outside alone. I really miss my family. I really want to go home to see my parents and have a reunion dinner together! It's getting dark, and the night has completely drowned me.
2. Rewrite Tianjin Sha Qiu Si into a 500-word composition.
I walked all the way here, I hesitated here, I was already struggling; This is my scenery, leaving your world, like a withered and aging ivy. There is no spreading youth to burn. I am like rain, you are a migratory bird, and you have always been used to sensing my arrival and hiding quickly; You are like the wind, I am a floating cloud, and every fantasy is fragmented by meeting you. I am a vine, and I always want to entangle you with thoughts and love, but you are not that magnificent old tree, and you are willing to tie a knot with me. The crow flying away is another expression of you to me. .
Tiny bridge,flowing brook,hamlet homes
Fine and trickling, clear and bright, curved and stacked.
You and I live far apart, and water and letters are connected. How can we catch up with the past in a few words?
Bridges are connected and friendship is strong. Just frowning.
On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, people are celebrating, and the houses are all red. How can you be jealous? Keep the token and ask where you are.
The stream carries its thoughts and rushes to the distance day and night. How can you get a sad word for thinking about Chu?
The path, the horses and the wind are blowing.
I raised my whip and went on with my old life. The remains of the ancient road are still there, and weeds have blocked the way. Looking into the distance, the future is boundless. Where is my home? The wind blows my hair, as if it had passed through centuries, so familiar. The sun sets, stretching my figure facing east, loneliness is not around me, and the thin horse lowers its head and gnaws at the creeping weed beside the esophagus. Only by taking firm steps can I find your eternal love in the direction of the wind. ..
3. Courtyard Sand Qiu Si's Ancient Poetry Writing Composition ① Dead vines and old trees, a listless crow flapped its wings in the sunset and landed on the bare branches. Exquisite and chic small bridges and flowing water, low and shabby huts are getting quieter and warmer. On the desolate ancient road, a thin and haggard horse was carrying the same tired and haggard wanderer in a foreign land, wandering in the west wind of a foreign land. The sun is setting, but where is the home of the wanderer? Where is your hometown? With this in mind, how can a wandering wanderer not be heartbroken! [2]
(2) Dead vines are entangled with ancient trees, and crows fly back to the trees at dusk to live. Under the small bridge, the stream flows through the people on both sides. There is a traveler riding a tired thin horse, facing the biting autumn wind, slowly marching on the ancient desolate road. As the sun sets, travelers are extremely sad and wander far from home.
4. The first picture of Qiu Si's "Tianjingsha" is composed of nine nouns of 200 words *** 18, none of which is empty word, but it is natural and fluent with rich connotations. With his skillful artistic skills, the author bathed in nine different scenes in the sunset, and presented them to us in turn like a "montage" brushwork of focal plane, bringing readers into the late autumn season at once: several. The autumn wind is rustling, and the western Western jackdaw in the sky is shivering and moaning ... He wrote a sad autumn scenery in Xiao Sa, which created a sad and decadent atmosphere and set off the author's inner sadness. We can imagine that crows can still have old trees to return to, but wanderers are homeless. How miserable and helpless it is! Next is a small bridge, flowing water, and a small farmhouse with faint smoke. The rural scenery in which such people live is so quiet and sweet, comfortable and carefree. All this can't help but remind the wanderer of the bridges, flowing water and relatives in his hometown. Here, the sad feelings are written in the happy scene, which sets off the helpless sadness of the wandering wanderer.
In the second painting, we can see that in the bleak autumn wind, on the lonely ancient road, a wanderer suffering from homesickness rides a long-delayed thin horse and wanders into the distance in the heavy twilight. At this time, the sun sets, scattering a bleak oblique light. This is the reunion moment when birds return to their nests, cattle and sheep return home and people return home. However, the wanderer is still "the end of the world is reduced." At this moment, this situation, a wandering in a foreign country, in the face of such a bleak and desolate scene, how can it not be sad, heartbroken and heartbroken! The heart of a wandering wanderer drops blood in the autumn wind. ...
A very short ditty expresses its indescribable connotation, vividly depicts the sad inner world of a wanderer and gives people a shocking artistic feeling. Reading makes people feel bitter, and singing makes people feel more sad. People who watch this song without tears don't know what it means.
On the one hand, this poem has won such high praise because it depicts a wonderful late autumn evening scene and truly shows the loneliness and sadness in the world. Although depressed, it reflects the depressing atmosphere of the times at that time and has certain social significance. On the other hand, more importantly, it has high artistic achievements. The obvious features are:
1. Simple and profound interdependence
Song Yu, an ancient man, once described a beautiful woman's figure as "adding one point is too long and subtracting one point is too short". The refinement of the characters in Tianjingsha Qiu Si can also be said to have reached the point where one word cannot be added or subtracted. There are only five sentences and twenty-eight characters in the whole article. No exaggeration, no allusions. This vivid picture is outlined by pure line drawing: at dusk in late autumn, a travel-stained wanderer rides a thin horse and walks alone on the ancient road against the chilly west wind. He walked past an old tree covered with withered vines and saw crows hovering in the treetops at dusk. He crossed the small bridge across the stream and came to the doors of several families by the stream. At this time, the sun is about to set, but he hasn't found a place to stay. It will be a long night, and he can't help feeling sad and deeply sad. As for why the wanderer drifted here? Where on earth is he going? These meanings can be left to the reader to imagine. This poem is really a masterpiece with simple words and rich meanings, and less wins more. In the first three sentences and eighteen words of the poem, * * * wrote nine things: rattan, tree, crow, bridge, water, home, road, wind and horse. Every word, every word and every scene can be described as "cherishing ink as gold". However, brevity is not simple. Before the names of nine things, there are modifiers expressing their own characteristics, such as withered, old, faint, small, flowing, human, ancient, western and thin, which make all things have distinct personalities and make unrelated things form a unity in the desolate late autumn twilight. The author has no place to write these things, nor does he write about the relationship between these things and the activities of vagrants, but readers can imagine them and connect them closely. In simplicity, you can see depth and fineness.
5. What autumn scenery scenes did Qiu Si write? Naturally, it will inevitably set off a bleak atmosphere. But if the bleak atmosphere is the main theme of the whole article, it will make readers feel bored and stressed. In order to avoid this situation, Bai Pu took great pains in choosing words. In the first two sentences, "The sun sets in the lonely village, and the old tree is in the west of Western jackdaw", * * uses six scenes of lonely village, sunset, sunset glow, light smoke, old tree and west Western jackdaw, and any one of them represents the bleak atmosphere of autumn scenery in autumn. In order to enliven this bleak atmosphere, the author chose Flying in the Shadow as the end of the first half. Lonely autumn scenery seems to present another kind of excitement. Finally, in order to strengthen the charming image of autumn in the author's mind, the song ends with "green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers". Five colors are used in these two sentences, namely "green", "white", "red", "white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers". "Green mountains and green waters" is a vast picture, and "white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers" is a delicate picture, which is so patchy that autumn scenery, which was originally lonely and bleak, suddenly becomes colorful. This shows how brilliant Bai Pu's prose writing skills are. I'm also a junior. Give me some advice.
6. Tianjin Sha Qiu Si rewrote its composition. Withered vines twine around the old tree, which is inhabited by a group of crows returning at dusk. Crows sing in the sky, as if singing a solemn and stirring Qiu Ge. The tragic voice makes people cry. Vines and old trees seem to be crying.
A small bridge spans the stream. There is a family on the other side of the bridge. White smoke rose from the chimney into the sky. People on the bridge are talking to Baiyun about their inner sufferings. Everyone on the bridge is moving forward, with their heads down. The water in the stream is the tears of pedestrians, singing sad songs and flowing far away. I think it's a song that misses my hometown! At this time, they must be looking for their own home and long-lost relatives. A gaunt traveler rode a scrawny horse and braved the cold wind to travel on a desolate ancient road.
Naughty wind boy, stop blowing. You are too strong for him. He is too thin. Put down your strong arm and let your mother touch him! Ye, don't fall on him, you make him lose his vitality. Sun, don't sink. The wanderer from a foreign country hasn't come back yet, and his relatives don't know where he is. Without your sunshine, the wanderer can't see the way home for a long time, so his family is more worried about him for a long time.
Wanderer, go home quickly, your family is still waiting for you. Your grizzled mother and your lively children are watching the sunset and singing "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night".
Go back, go back. Now is the third day of entering the ancient road.
Looking back, the winding footprints have been buried by the wind and sand; Looking around, the long dust connected with the sky will break my tired heart. At noon, the sun is like a brazier, viciously emitting blazing light to the ground.
At that time, the earth was like a fire, and the boiling flame was burning to devour me. Now, she is smart, kind, gentle and even a little cute.
Her light footsteps danced like dragonflies. Plumes of red light sprinkled on the hills not far away, like a warm hand stroking them gently, stroking their wounds burned by the midday sun.
Isn't this the sunset in my hometown that I miss day and night? The warm picture of the past comes back to my mind: our hut is located by the stream, in front of which is a small stone bridge. I listen to the murmuring water humming songs every day, and then feel the whisper between it and the stone bridge with my heart.
The happiest moment is to watch the sunset with my brothers and sisters, watching her slide gently behind the mountain with joy, and the afterglow is still shining in the distant sky. Finally, I watched her leave, leaving a string of golden blessings ... but the ruthless war blew my happy life to pieces. In a year's time, I changed from my favorite little son to a homeless tramp.
I can only choose to escape. Only this thin horse accompanied me.
From then on, the sunset in my eyes just hung on an ugly old tree with dead branches and vines, which made me sad. Everything is like a dream! The horse neighing, I just came to my senses and found that the sunset has turned into a red but delicate jade plate. The part left on the ground, like a beautiful lip, plays a huge flute on the horizon, but plays a bleak westerly movement.
Alas, look at the horizon, look at the horizon.
7. Write a narrative according to "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" One autumn evening, the cold wind was rustling, the leaves were falling, and there was silence between heaven and earth. Only a few crows have just returned to their nests, perched on the branches of old trees wrapped with dead vines, and from time to time issued a few piercing cries, which directly hit people's hearts.
Not far away, beside the silent bridge and the gurgling water, there are several farmhouses scattered. People have begun to prepare dinner, and the smoke is rising. On the desolate and cold ancient road, a wanderer who has been wandering in the world for a long time, led an old horse that was bony because of a long journey, trudging alone.
As the sun sets, the sky is getting dark, but I don't know where to rest. A strong sadness welled up in my heart. Is it because I am wandering around? Or are you confused because of the bleak future? Are you sad because you are far away from your relatives in your hometown? Or both? This kind of bitterness and sorrow is getting stronger and stronger, which makes people "deeply grieved", but who can they talk to? .