how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
The moon in the sky is unusually round, revealing rays of moonlight without reservation. Month, is orange, in the vast, revealing a miserable white. In the starry sky of the past, today, only Miss Yue is left alone in the sky, unable to identify the direction under a dark cloth.
outside the window, a bright moon is rippling in the air.
there is a deep affection in the room.
Our family sat in front of the balcony, talking and laughing, staring at the full moon in the sky. Yes, today is August 15th-Mid-Autumn Festival.
The moon in the sky is not round as usual, showing rays of moonlight without reservation. Month, is orange, in the vast, revealing a miserable white. In the starry sky of the past, today, only Miss Yue is left alone in the sky, unable to identify the direction under a dark cloth.
Today, on this full moon day, Yue's friends left her, and she began to feel at a loss on this stage, showing a little sadness. I don't know why, my heart always seems to be missing something. In a flash, I feel empty and confused.
"I don't think anyone's home can be warmer than ours." I don't know who casually said.
Yes, my family is really warm, happy and happy, but I don't know why, when I heard this word, I felt a little sad. I kept repeating the word "home" in my mouth, and then a poem like "Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family twice during the festive season" came to my mind, and familiar and unfamiliar places lingered in front of my eyes one after another like a movie.
One meanders into the distance, and the shepherd boy drives the oxen and goats around. Cattle and sheep danced happily on the grass and ate the endless green land by the river. The children played in the stream by the river, making the crystal clear water jingle. Ah, this is a paradise for children!
It's a poor but happy village. There are no magnificent high-rise buildings, only dilapidated red brick tile houses. Although the ruthless years have left scars on them, they are still stationed in their respective sacred posts, watching the distance wisely and SHEN WOO.
..... 2. Writing composition of ancient poems
Phonology among bamboos
Next to the crystal clear mountain stream, there are lush bamboos, enjoying tea in that bamboo forest, which is really unique.
It's spring today, and the bamboo in the forest is full of manners, and the beautiful and melodious songs of the birds
are even more wonderful.
Inadvertently, there was a faint sound of a zither in the depths of the forest, and the notes that floated
were refreshing, as if telling the story of spring.
when I heard the sound, it was hard to find anyone in the dense bamboo forest. A spring breeze blew
and leaves fell in the forest.
I put down my teacup gently, and listened to "The Moon is
High" which I don't know who played, and fell into deep meditation ...
I quietly closed my eyes, felt the breath of spring, and gradually forgot my sadness in my mind.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a veil-like mist, rows of bamboo and a drizzling spring rain.
I picked up the teacup and savored the fragrant jasmine tea.
My mind is empty, quietly listening to the melodious sound of the zither ...
I don't know when, the sound of the flute faintly floated in the distance. Interwoven together, like a symphony specially prepared for spring.
Before long, the rhythms of various musical instruments were heard around. Birds were jumping around on bamboo branches, and bamboo was swaying in the spring breeze of Hexi. The whole bamboo forest became more lively and full of vitality.
The fog is getting thicker, and the scenery in front of us is blurred, but the sound and rhyme are still
clear and audible.
I'm completely lost in longing ...
It's getting light. The bright morning sun penetrated the bamboo forest, and the clouds gradually dispersed, and the surrounding scenery gradually became clear.
The bamboo forest is quiet again ... 3. Write a composition with ancient poems
He Zhizhang-Chanting willow
Jasper is dressed as a tree, and
ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Su Shi —— It rains after Chu Qing on the lake
It's good to have a bright and sunny water, and it's also strange to have a rainy mountain.
if you want to compare the west lake to the west lake, it is always appropriate to make up lightly and heavily.
Yuan Zhen-"Chrysanthemum"
In autumn, the bushes are like Taoists,
All around the fence, it is getting more and more inclined.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers.
This flower is even more barren.
Wang Anshi-Plum Blossom
There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance coming. 4. Choose 1~6 ancient poems in the second volume of grade 6
1. a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou (Tang) Li Bai
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sail is far from the blue sky, but I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
2. Wang Jia of Yuqing (Tang Dynasty)
Before the rain, the stamens between flowers were first seen, but after the rain, there were no flowers at the bottom of leaves. The bees and butterflies have crossed the wall one after another, but they suspect that spring scenery is next door.
3. Mo Mei (Yuan) Wang Mian
The trees beside my home in Xiyan Lake are blossoming with light ink marks. Don't be boasted of good colors, just leave the air full of dry Kun.
4, long songs (Chinese) Yuefu songs
In the green garden, the sunflower is exposed to the sun. Spring has filled the earth with hope, all things show a prosperity. Often fear that the Chill autumn comes, the tree ye er yellow fall a hundred herbs also withered. Rivers run to the sea to the sea, when can return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.
5. For wine (in modern times), Qiu Jin
I don't hesitate to spend thousands of dollars to buy a treasure knife, and it's just as good to change mink and fur into wine. A cavity of blood is diligent and precious, and it can still turn Bitao if spilled.
6, the wall of prison (modern times) Tan Sitong
Looking at the door to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured Du Gen for an instant. I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky, to stay in the liver and gallbladder.
7, quatrains (Tang) Du Fu
Two orioles sang green willows and a row of egrets rose to the sky. The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, the Dongwu Wan Li boat
8, Cao (Tang) Bai Juyi
boundless grasses over the plain and come and go with every season. Wildfire cannot burn it out, and spring wind's blow can bring it back to life. Wild grass wild flowers spread over the ancient road, the end of the grass under the sun is your journey. Once again, I sent my intimate friends, the thick grass represents my deep feeling.
9. Bird-singing Stream (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, it surprises the mountain birds, and when it sounds in the spring stream.
1, egret (Tang) Du Mu
Snow clothes and snow hair green jade mouth, group fishing in the shadow of the stream. Surprised to fly far away to reflect the blue mountains, a tree pear flower falls Xiaofeng.
11. Cold food (Tang Dynasty) Han Yi
There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food is easterly and willows are oblique. The night fell, and the palace was busy with candles, and the smoke wafted up into the house of the prince of Princes and marquises.
12, 15 nights, full moon, send Du Langzhong (Tang) Wang Jian
Bai Shu roosting crow in the atrium, Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
13. Jiang Xue (Tang) Liu Zongyuan
a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.
14. a night-mooring on the jiande river (Tang) Meng Haoran
while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin. The boundless expanse of the wilderness was still deeper than the trees, and the moon was close to the moon.
Second, the text of Tang poetry
15. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Tang) Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
the wild trails are all dark, and the river boats are all bright. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguan City.
hint: there is no word "happiness" in the whole poem, but "happiness" is self-evident, which reveals the poet's joyful feelings about the spring rain everywhere. This poem is beautiful in language, lyrical by scenery, praised by people for thousands of years, and passed down endlessly.
[translated poem] Good rain knows the solar terms of rain, and it is at the time when plants germinate and grow, it falls quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening all things on the earth. In the rainy night, the field is dark, and only the lights on the river boat are particularly bright. After dawn, look at the flowers with rain, beautiful and red, and the whole Jinguan city has become a world of blooming flowers.
16, Qiantang Lake Spring Tour (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. Several early warblers compete for warm trees. 5. Write a few poems < P > At a very young age, I fell in love with reciting ancient poems. Among them, my favorite is "Compassion for Farmers" written by Li Shen in the Tang Dynasty. Secondly, it says, "When weeding is noon, sweat drops down the soil. Who knows that Chinese food on the plate is hard. " This poem describes the farmer's uncle's hard work in farming in plain language. It is not only catchy, but also passed down through the ages.
Every day when I pick up my rice bowl and look at the delicious rice in the bowl, I can't help but think of this poem. I seem to see the farmers' uncles braving the heat at noon in the hot sun, weeding the seedlings, and their sweat rained down on the soil where the seedlings grew. After the seedlings grow into heavy rice, the farmers' uncles will harvest them and dry them, beat them into rice, and finally cook them into rice and serve them on the table. This grain of rice is all earned by the hard sweat of farmers' uncles. How hard it is! Therefore, whenever I eat, I eat very clean and very carefully, for fear that the hard work of the farmers' uncles will be wasted if the rice drops. 6. Choose one of several ancient poems, and write a composition
Just write this
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Appreciation
First, this poem is a masterpiece of Yishan's poems, but it is quite difficult to say. Liu Ban's Poems on Gong Fu in Song Dynasty said: "The poem" Jinse "is beyond people's understanding, or it is called Linghu Chu's home in Tsing Yi." Volume 22 of the previous episode of Tiaoxi Fishing Hidden Conghua quoted Huang Chaoying's Miscellaneous Notes on the Susu, saying, "The poem" Jinse "in Yishan ... The Taoist priest in the valley couldn't understand its meaning after reading it, so he asked Dongpo. Dongpo cloud:' This is the Music of Ancient and Modern Times', and the cloud says: Jinse is also an instrument, with fifty strings and columns. Its voice is also appropriate, resentful, clear and harmonious. " The case of Li Shi' Zhuang Sheng ...' is appropriate; Looking at the emperor ...', resentment also; The sea ...', Qing also; Lantian ...', and also. In one article, the song does its best. History calls it a magnificent maichigu, but it is true. "Yuan Haowen's" On Poems "says:" the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo, a beautiful woman, Jinse, resents the Chinese New Year. Poets always love Xikun, but hate no one to write Zheng Jian; The above ode to "Tsing Yi" (eroticism) is a novelist's speech; The theory of chanting Jinse was quite agreed by the Song people. Hu Yinglin, a Ming Dynasty, doubted both of them. Later, there were various speakers, including "self-injury life" (He Chao, Wang Shihan, Xue Xue and Song Xiangfeng in Qing Dynasty), "mourning" (Zhu Heling, Zhu Yizun, He Chao, Feng Hao, Mengxing Cheng, Yao Peiqian, Zhang Caitian, Meng Sen, etc.) and "political sustenance" (Zhao Du in Qing Dynasty, Zhang Caitian, Cen Zhongmian, etc.). Among them, there are many people who hold the theory of "mourning" or "self-injury". However, "mourning" is actually one of the connotations of "self-injury", so the theory of "self-injury" seems more flexible. I quote Liu and Yu's Collection of Solutions for reference: "The theory of self-injury is more practical and reasonable. ..... The first couplet refers to the sight of these fifty strings, and the sad sound of their strings, which can't help but recall the past of the Chinese New Year. …… The couplet of the chin and abdomen means writing the past of the Chinese New Year in memory on the basis of' thinking about the Chinese New Year', and the sentence of' Zhuang Sheng' is dreamlike and confusing, with the meaning of' dream' and' fan'. And this kind of realm symbolizes the poet's life as if he were dreaming and lost. ..... The sentence' Looking at the Emperor' is written in a mournful voice, such as weeping and blood, with the intention of' longing for love' and' supporting'. Spring heart' originally refers to the yearning pursuit of love, and is often used as a metaphor to refer to the pursuit of ideals. ..... The sentence "Looking at the Emperor" almost refers to a poem that is sad and broken because of one's heroic ambition and his concern for the country and sentimental life experience when he is injured, such as looking at the Emperor to express his sorrow. Du Fu is the poet's soul. .....' The sea' sentence is written in a clear and mournful voice ..... which means the pearl of Canghai. .....' Lantian' sentence seems to write the ethereal and hazy sound of a harp ... or to describe what one yearns for, if there is one, then there is none near. ..... What's more, Zhuan and Abdominal Couplet did not specifically describe the past events of their Chinese New Year, but used the psychedelic, plaintive, vague and ethereal voice to describe all kinds of life experiences, life realms and life feelings of their Chinese New Year. ..... At the end of the couplet meaning understand ... "The above frustrated and sad events do not wait for today's remembrance to be disappointed, that is, it was also disconsolate at that time.
Second, this poem belongs to a memory of his later years. Although it is a little hazy, it has always been told by people.
The poem's first couplet is inspired by the sad and sorrowful Jinse, pointing out the theme of "Thinking of China". For no reason, no reason, no reason. Fifty strings. The Book of Records of the Historian Feng Chan contains fifty strings of Guser, and although it is generally twenty-five strings later, it still has its own system. The first and second sentences of the poem say: The beautifully painted harp has fifty strings, and I am almost fifty years old. Each string and column reminds me of the years when the water is gone.
The couplet and the neck couplet are the core of the whole poem. In the couplet, the story of Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly can be found in Zhuangzi's Theory of All Things: "In the past, Zhuang Zhou's dream was a butterfly, and it was lifelike. ..... Suddenly, I feel that it will be a week. I don't know if Zhou Zhimeng is a butterfly, and the butterfly's dream is Zhou Yi? " "Xiao Meng" in the poem refers to the dream when the sky is about to dawn. "Being fascinated with butterflies" refers to being confused about the relationship between oneself and butterflies. In the face of fierce competition and drastic changes in the Warring States society, Zhuang Zhou produced the thought of illusory and impermanent life, while Li Shangyin used this allusion because of the decline of national power, political turmoil and fate like duckweed in the late Tang Dynasty. Using this allusion also contains his sadness about the disappearance of love and life. He seems to have a presentiment that he will die soon, and he wants to pour out his deep pain and resentment. The legend of Wang Di is described in "The Story of the Universe": "Du Yu, the king of Shu, was named Wang Di, and later died because of his Zen position, becoming a sub-discipline." Zigui is the cuckoo. The beautiful and desolate cuckoo written by the poet has sublimated into the poet's sad heart. Deep sadness can only be attributed to the sad cry of cuckoo in late spring. How sad it is.
The neck couplet is followed by the couplet. The Biography of Di Renjie in the New Tang Dynasty reads: "(Di Renjie) cited the Ming Classics and transferred Bianzhou to join the army, falsely accusing the officials. When Yan Liben summoned him for information, he thanked him, saying,' Zhong Ni said that he had known benevolence, and you can be described as a pearl of the Canghai.' "Biography of the Three Kingdoms, Wu Zhi and Zhuge Ke": "But there are few talents, and Sun Quan said that his father Jin said,' Lantian gave birth to jade, which is really worthwhile.' "Beads" and "jade" are poets' metaphors, not only for talents, but also for virtue and ideals. Through these two images, the poet shows his sadness that he is endowed with outstanding talents and virtues, but he is not used for the world. At the end of the poem, the rhetorical progressive sentence is used to strengthen the tone and end the whole poem. "This feeling" sums up the feelings expressed, while "Remembrance of Success" echoes the "Year of Thinking of China". Whether you can stay or not shows that this melancholy and sad "feeling" has long been lost and difficult to send, and it is even more unbearable at this time.