Why did the author describe the scenery in the mountains as "imitating friends in the mountains" in Imitating Friends in the Mountains?

The author described visiting friends in the mountains as anthropomorphic. We regard ancient bridges, ancient trees, mountain springs and streams as our friends in the mountains. They become living people, talk to us and become our friends. Therefore, it is said that visiting friends in the mountains is to express love for nature. So even if the writing is vivid, it is also paving the way for dialogue with the following scenery.

Visiting Friends in the Mountains is a masterpiece published by the famous essayist Mr. Li Hanrong in the 6th issue of 1995 Prose. This article is short and pithy. It tells the story of the author's one-day tour in the forest of Shan Ye, because the scenery he saw has many novel colors with his perceptual eyes.

In 20001,this paper passed the examination and approval of the national primary and secondary school textbook examination and approval committee, and was selected as the junior middle school Chinese textbook of the Compulsory Education Curriculum Standard Experimental Textbook published by People's Education Publishing House (it was included in the first lesson of the sixth grade Chinese textbook Visiting Friends in the Mountains after 2007).

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When I walked out of the gate, I ran into a breeze. The breeze with dew and gardenia in the wind hit me. Good morning, how refreshing!

No bus, no friends, no gifts. I took a quiet path in a good mood and went to visit my friends alone.

That old bridge was the first old friend I visited. Ah, old bridge, have you stood on this stream for hundreds of years like a respected old man? How many people have you crossed? The river is rolling into the distance. You look down at the figures, fish shadows and moon shadows in the water. Years go by, waves fade away, bubbles gather and disperse, and only you remain.

Walking into this forest, the birds called my name, and the dew exchanged eyes with me. I leaned against a tree and looked at the surrounding trees quietly with the eyes of the tree. Every tree is looking at me. I close my eyes and imagine myself as a tree with roots on my feet, deeply rooted in soil and rocks. My hair grows into a crown, my hands become branches, and my blood becomes sap, which rotates and flows in the rings.

Everything in this mountain, which is not my friend? I greeted them cordially: Hello, Cool Spring! Do you want to freshen up in front of me with a mirror? Hello, gurgling stream! You are reciting a poem. Are you asking me to sing with you? Hello, waterfall! Your natural golden voice and powerful tenor are too imposing.

Hello, steep cliff! Deep canyons set off your tall and straight body, and your high forehead seems to be engraved with wisdom. Hello, Youyou Baiyun! Your white figure makes the sky quieter and bluer. Hey, naughty lark, what are you talking about? I guess you mean the good scenery you saw on the flight.

Pick up a stone and tap it gently. I hear the sound of ancient volcanoes erupting, and I hear the echoes of time rumbling. Picking up a fallen leaf and counting delicate textures are the mysterious palms of fate. On their way to the earth, I attended this short and meaningful ceremony. Pick a small flower and put it in my hair. At this moment, I am alone. Flowers will not laugh at me, and birds will not be ashamed of me. In the deserted valley, I put on flowers with immature eyes and quietly turned into a woman for a while.

A sudden thunderstorm, like a thousand knights roaring in the sky, and like a thousand drunken poets chanting in the clouds. The whole world is raining, and the place where I stand has no rain, but it has become a good place to watch the rain. Who can say that this is not the grace given to me by heaven and earth? Bend down and concentrate, only to find that many ants are sheltering from the rain in the cave and holding up a few ants with their hands. They are very emotional. Ants, my little brother, are destined to be brothers in trouble.

The rain stopped. Several dogs barked in the valley, and a flock of returning birds swept over Yunling. I should go home, too. So, I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to all my friends in the mountains, bringing back a good mood, good memories and good moonlight all the way.

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Overall appreciation

Visiting friends in the mountains is a lyric prose with novel conception, imagination, childlike innocence and curiosity. With a good mood, the author walked into the mountains, visited "friends in the mountains" and exchanged feelings with "friends", creating a picturesque fairy tale world and expressing his love for nature.

In the way of narration, this paper is original. The title "Visiting Friends in the Mountains" gives people the impression that the author is going to visit friends in the mountains, but after reading the third paragraph of the article, readers will suddenly realize that the author is going to ancient bridges, Woods, mountain springs, streams, waterfalls, cliffs, white clouds, larks, fallen flowers, fallen leaves, stones and thunderstorms, all of which are friends of nature.

The whole story is described in this way, which makes readers enter the picture and the author's state of mind, as if these friends in nature are not only the author's, but also each of our readers, so they feel more cordial. According to the needs of expression, the author also changed the name of the narrator appropriately. For the "friends" in the mountains, the author sometimes uses the third person to describe them, and sometimes uses the second person to address them when the feelings are strong, which makes the feelings more fully expressed.

This article is imaginative and novel, full of childlike innocence and romance. For example, "when I close my eyes, I really become a tree. Roots grow from my feet, deeply plunge into the soil and rock strata, and breathe the vitality in the depths of the strata. My hair grows into a crown, my hands become branches, and my thoughts turn into tree juice, which flows in the annual rings, and finally grows tree seeds, which are taken to distant mountains and waters by birds."

The author imagines himself as a tree, so that the tree and "I" can be integrated. Another example is: "Hello, Grandpa Cliff! The high forehead is engraved with the wisdom of metaphysics, and the deep canyon is full of clear Zen. Looking up at you, I think of hermits and monks of all ages. You are also a meditation, and the cloud takes the scroll of the heavenly book, but from your handwriting? " In my imagination, Cliff seems to be a wise man.

From this, it can be seen that imagination makes the scenery lifelike, aura flying, and also makes the writing lively, such as the smoothness of a stream, which occasionally arouses beautiful waves. After reading this article, you will never feel bored and trite. You will always be moved by the author's innocence, and will always be infected by the passion flowing between the lines.

Really, if you feel the author's heart with your heart and see the poetic picture through language, you will enter the "fairy tale world" described by the author. With the help of imagination, personification and metaphor, the language is full of rhythm and shows the beauty of the scenery in the mountains.

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