Accompanied by ancient poetry, my poetic life has cultivated a strong pastoral. The first ancient poem I can recite is "Chanting Willow". "Jasper is dressed as a tree and hung with 10,000 green silk tapestries." I asked my father what "green silk tapestries" meant. Father said that "green silk tapestry" is a wicker hanging down like a ribbon, just like a green bow tied on my sister's head. This is a "green silk tapestry". Oh, I see.
I memorized them one by one, read many poems about spring, and said, "The sun is setting, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. It's beautiful. Mud melts and swallows fly, sand warms and mandarin ducks sleep. " This poem shows us that the spring is sunny, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants. Spring returns to the earth, the soil is soft, swallows fly around to build nests, and Yuanyang falls asleep in the warm sand. This must be a very sweet spring scene!
"Miss Huang is facing the river in front of the tower, and the spring is lazy and sleepy." This poem is like taking us to Miss Huang's tower, watching the surging river flow eastward, and the worries in our hearts go with it. I feel lazy and sleepy when the spring breeze blows. I understand what people often say: "Spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking."
Wang Anshi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "When will the bright moon shine on me", and Zhu, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote "Spring Day". They are also writing about the spring breeze, and the poets have mixed feelings, reflecting the different experiences and social environment of the two poets at that time and feeling the patriotic feelings of the poets.
Ancient poetry not only painted my life green, but also made my soul soar. I have been involved in tang style's poems for thousands of years. Looking at the rolling clouds in the sky and listening to the fishing songs of the sea and sky, I feel the grandeur of the desert beyond the Great Wall.
Ancient poetry makes my life colorful! I love ancient poems!
2. Expand the ancient poetry into an 800-word article "Miss My Shandong Brothers on Mountain Holidays" (rewritten). One morning, I was a guest in a strange place alone and felt very lonely.
Every time I meet a holiday, I miss my family more. I am in a distant place, thinking that my brother, sister and brother must climb every mountain.
I wish I could climb every mountain. I really want to find my brothers at once and climb the mountain with them.
But I saw my brothers standing on high places, holding beautiful dogwood. Without me alone, my brothers climbed up happily. "To Wang Lun" This is also an article: In the spring morning, the sky in Wan Li, Wan Li is cloudless and blue as wash. I bid farewell to my good friend Wang Lun and boarded the ship that was about to leave.
I stood at the bow and looked into the distance. I saw the beautiful blue sky, the breeze blew, and I could smell an intoxicating peach blossom fragrance. At this time, a group of waterfowl "croaked" hovering on the water.
Ah! Waterbirds also know the feeling of parting! I was intoxicated with this beautiful scenery when I suddenly heard a crisp and sweet song from the shore. Ah, this is Wang Lun's affectionate farewell song! Listen, Wang Lun is walking and singing with the beat. It's getting closer. Ah! This song is full of parting feelings.
It's Wang Lun who has had a heart-to-heart talk with me these days. It was Wang Lun who accompanied me to see the scenery late at night; It was Wang Lun and I who discussed the meaning of life together. It is Wang Lun who drinks and writes poems with me under the lamp at night. Ah! "Come on friends.
Come, let's shake hands again and say a few words of confidence. "Ship, set sail.
Ah! Friend, dear friend, you waved to me outside, and I waved to you. Ah, although the pool is as deep as thousands of feet, it can't be compared with your deep affection for me. Supplementation, Clever Guidance and Arousing Imagination —— The expansion of ancient poetry China is known as a country of poetry, and ancient poetry can be said to be a treasure left over from the long history of China culture.
Its language is concise and highly concentrated, but its content is quite heavy: astronomy, geography, customs, everything. Reading and accumulating ancient poems can not only develop students' imagination, accumulate students' sense of language, but also consolidate students' cultural heritage.
Expanding the writing of ancient poetry can not only deepen the understanding of ancient poetry, but also stimulate students' interest in reading. After several years of teaching and scientific research practice, the author thinks that the key to guiding the development of ancient poetry is to guide students' imagination through various channels, and then make it formal and written on this basis.
Arousing imagination can be carried out in the following three aspects: 1. Excavate empty space. The art of imaginary poetry is blank to some extent: the blank of story plot, the blank of character description, the blank of psychological activity, the blank of thoughts and feelings, the blank of philosophy and so on. Teachers guide students to grasp and explore these gaps. According to the five categories of poetry: narrative expression, landscape description, emotional expression, philosophical sublimation and comprehensive tolerance, students can imagine images in class, activate their thinking, cultivate their creativity and lay the foundation for expanding their writing.
1. Seize the "image blank" and imagine some ancient poems not laying out direct narration, but pursuing the interesting style outside the poem by sketching or hitting the point. The images depicted in poems are often not detailed and obscure, leaving teachers and students to supplement their imagination and create an ethereal and rich artistic realm.
Such as "Village Residence" (the grass grows in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. )
What's this kite like? What did the children say? What was the situation then? How beautiful is "the grass grows and the warblers fly" and "the willow blossoms are bright and the spring smoke is drunk"? What other sights might there be on this February day? Wait a minute, this poem is not carved out of details. Teachers can grasp these "image gaps" and guide students to expand their reasonable imagination and supplement details.
2. Stick to the "emotional blank" and imagine that "emotion will lead to resignation". In the development teaching of ancient poetry, teachers should pay attention to displaying artistic conception, so that readers and poets can feel the same.
Language is a tool to express feelings, but some complex, subtle and radical feelings cannot be directly expressed, thus setting an emotional gap for readers. For example, in Boarding Guazhou, the poet Wang Anshi used the scene of "Spring Breeze and Green Jiang Nanan" to express the feelings of "when the moon shines on me".
What is the scene of Jiangnan in Chun Lv? Spring is full, which is pleasing to the eye. How can a poet reveal the melancholy of when to return home? What was his psychological activity at that time? What is the image like? Both teachers and students described the poet's depression and homesickness, and his worries about the failure of political reform and the uncertain future through "blank" imagination. 3. Imagining the philosophy in ancient poetry around the "philosophical blank" often lies in the image, and its "blank" zone is wider.
Teachers should enlighten students, let them feel the inside story of poetry and make appropriate associations. Zheng Xie's Bamboo Stone is an ancient poem with profound philosophy, and the author's original intention is to "make people think and know".
This requires teachers to guide students to appreciate the poem, imagine the scene of bamboo "indomitable, let the northeast wind blow", and then guide students to contact life, so as to refine and sublimate from the image of the poem into a universal philosophy: whether you are determined or studying, you must "stick to the green hills and not relax", and it is easy to persevere when you lock your goals. In teaching, students will appreciate the true meaning of poetry as long as teachers pay attention to excavating the deep connotation of poetry and recreating imagination.
Second, with the help of audio-visual media, imagine that "reason lies in poetry, such as salt in water, honey in flowers, and the body is hidden and beautiful." For primary school students who are not deeply involved in the world and lack life experience and literary understanding ability, it is really not an easy task to experience sex and interest in Hidden Corpse and Yuan Mark.
To deeply understand the artistic conception of poetry and the poet's feelings, teachers need to build a bridge across this gap. In the development teaching of ancient poetry, making full use of audio-visual media, carefully designing teaching links, optimizing teaching process and enhancing the intuition, image and vividness of teaching can perfectly show the artistic charm of ancient poetry, stimulate students' interest in learning ancient poetry and improve the development level of ancient poetry.
1. It is very artistic to create a poetic scene and stimulate the imagination of ancient poetry. In the development teaching of ancient poetry, teachers should pay attention to creating situations, so that students can experience the poet's emotions through their specific perception of the situation. Multimedia has the characteristics of sound and shape blending, dynamic and static combination and strong appeal. Multimedia teaching can turn words into images and abstract into images.
3. How to rewrite ancient poems into 800-word narratives-Rewrite Mujiang Song.
As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun spreads all over the earth.
The sun took off its dazzling coat and put on a bright red shawl. It is so soft and beautiful!
The clear river is like a mirror, shining in the corner of the light. When the breeze blows, water waves appear on the river, and the reflection of sunlight vibrates, just like a girl dancing in the water.
The weeping willows by the river put their long hair into the water, like a beautiful princess, twisting her slender waist and putting a green skirt on the shore, compared with the sunshine in the water. Unfortunately, they didn't name the winner, but reflected the river half red and half green, like a huge palette.
Although the flowers on the riverside are not so graceful, they always exude charming fragrance.
I stood on the rock and looked around. The mountains in the distance were looming in the fog, which was extremely mysterious. The brightly lit villages with snuff are like swarms of fireflies, and the hazy fog connects the river, the earth and the sky. Ah! September 3rd, what a beautiful night! Birds are singing in front of the mountain, and the fruit in the field is fragrant; Dewdrops are like crystal pearls; The hidden moon is like a beautiful bow, even the fallen leaves are full of praise, and the wind is singing hymns.
I love you this intoxicating Mujiang!
Teacher: Ancient poems describing scenery should focus on describing scenery and grasp its characteristics. When writing a scene, there should be true feelings between the lines and express true feelings. Emotion and scenery are inseparable, and it is an important means to create artistic conception to contain emotion in scenery, melt emotion in scenery and melt scenery in scenery. A good practice should avoid scenery without emotion, and let emotion be scenery and scenery be emotional notes. Only when the two fit perfectly can the article be subtle and meaningful.
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Teacher: The students of landscape painting and ancient poetry all know its rewriting method, so how should narrative ancient poetry be rewritten? Now please look at the rewriting of To Wang Lun.
This is a narrative poem praising friendship. It is also a masterpiece in farewell poems. Since ancient times, the atmosphere of parting is sad, and there are few laughter and laughter. However, the poet used a unique way to create a heroic atmosphere. Express deep affection and farewell wishes among friends. Please look at the original text and the revised examples.
(The projection shows poems with pictures and an example "A gift for Wang Lun")
say goodbye to
-Rewrite A Gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai is one of the greatest poets in the Tang Dynasty. I had a rough life experience and experienced the process from prosperity to decline in the Tang Dynasty.
Li Taibai is called "Romantic Poet" because he is generous, easy to swim and good at wine. At that time, a man named Wang Lun worshipped Li Bai very much. Let the son recite Li Bai's "A Word to Meng Haoran" from childhood. Knowing that Li Bai was going out to play on state affairs, he wrote a letter to Li Bai: How is your husband? There are ten miles of peach blossoms here; How about the wine, sir? There are ten thousand hotels here. Wang Lun
When Li Bai received this letter, he was elated and thought: Playing and drinking are my favorite things. Why not take this opportunity to relax? So he set off the next day. When he arrived at Wang Lun's house, Li Bai couldn't wait to ask, "Brother, where is Shili Peach Blossom?" Wang Lun smiled and pulled Li Bai to see that there was only one peach tree. Wang Lun said, "We only have a peach tree here. Every season in bloom, we can smell the fragrance of Shili, so it is called Shili Peach Blossom".
Li Bai asked again, "What about the 10,000 hotels? Why don't we go for a few drinks! " But Wang Lun still took Li Bailing to a small restaurant called "Wanjia Hotel". Li Bai is very confused. Wang Lun told Li Bai that the owner of this hotel was surnamed Wan, so it was called "Wanjia Hotel".
Li Bai was not only not angry, but also applauded again and again. Wang Lun was also very happy, and invited Li Bai to be a guest at home. The Wangs warmly welcomed him. Li Bai and Wang Lun talked at his parents and became close friends.
Li Bai lived in Wang Lun's house for half a year, and time flies. On this day, Li Bai said to Wang Lun, "Brother Wang Lun, I have lived in your house for half a year, and I will leave tomorrow to continue my immortal life." "Why? Is it because I don't treat my guests well that you don't want to stay any longer? " Wang Lun asked. Li Bai waved and explained, "No, your family regards me as a relative. How could I not like it? " ? I just want to travel around the world. "Wang Lun see can't say li bai, had to agree to let him go.
The next morning, Li Bai came to Taohuatan with endless nostalgia and regret. Li Bai clenched his fists with his hands and said with tears, "Brother, your friendship with me will never be forgotten by Li!" Before the words were finished, singing accompanied by footsteps sounded on the shore. Li Bai took a look, ah! It was the villagers who saw him off. Li Bai waved to the crowd and said loudly, "Take care, folks. I will definitely come to see you again! " One of the people in the crowd said, "Great poet, take care of yourself. Wish you all the best. See you later. " At this time, a boat has docked on the shore, waiting for the great poet Li Bai to board. Li Bai stepped into the boat and said his last words to Wang Lun with deep affection: "Brother Wang Lun, although the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as the friendship between you and me. Let's lift the boat of friendship and sail to the other side of each other's hearts. " Wang Lun finally couldn't control his emotions and said with tears on his face: "Take care!"
4. How to rewrite ancient poems into 800-word narratives to bid farewell-Rewriting "To Wang Lun" Li Bai was one of the greatest poets in the Tang Dynasty. His life was bumpy, and he experienced the ups and downs in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Li Taibai is called "Romantic Poet" because he is generous and good at traveling and wine. At that time, a man named Wang Lun worshipped Li Bai very much. He asked his son to recite Li Bai's A Word to Meng Haoran from an early age. There are ten miles of peach blossoms here; How about the wine, sir? There are ten thousand hotels here. Wang Lun and Li Bai were in high spirits when they received this letter. They thought: Playing and drinking are my favorite things, so why not take this opportunity to relax? So he set off the next day. When he arrived at Wang Lun's house, Li Bai couldn't wait to ask, "Brother, where is Shili Peach Blossom?" Wang Lun smiled and pulled Li Bai to see that there was only one peach tree. Wang Lun said: "We only have a peach tree here, which gives off a ten-mile fragrance every season in bloom, so it is called' ten-mile peach blossom'." Li Bai asked again, "What about the 10,000 hotels? Why don't we go for a few drinks! " But Wang Lun took Li Bailing to a small restaurant called Wanjia Hotel. Li Bai is very confused. Wang Lun told Li Bai that the owner of this hotel was surnamed Wan, so it was called Wanjia Hotel. Li Bai was not angry, but also applauded again and again. Wang Lun was very happy, too, and invited Li Bai to his home. The Wangs warmly treated him. Li Bai had a long talk with Wang Lun at his home and became bosom friends. Li Bai stayed at Wang Lun's house for half a day. Is it because I don't treat my guests well that you don't want to stay any longer? "Asked Wang Lun. Li Bai waved and explained, "No, your family regards me as a relative. How could I not like it? "I just want to travel around the world." Wang Lun could not tell Li Bai, so he agreed to let him go. The next morning, Li Bai came to Taohuatan with endless nostalgia and regret. Li Bai clenched his fist with tears and said, "Brother, your friendship with me will never be forgotten!" Before the words were finished, there was a song accompanied by footsteps on the shore. Li Bai took a look, ah! It was the villagers who saw him off. Li Bai waved to the crowd and said loudly, "Take care, folks. I will definitely come to see you again! " One of the people in the crowd said, "Great poet, you should take care of yourself, too. I wish you a smooth sailing and see you later. " At this time, a boat has docked on the shore, waiting for the great poet Li Bai to board. Li Bai stepped into the boat and said his last words to Wang Lun with deep affection: "Brother Wang Lun, although the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as the friendship between you and me. Let's lift the boat of friendship and sail to each other's hearts. .
5. Rewrite Koike's ancient poems and essays in 800 words. My hometown is picturesque and the sounds of nature are endless.
The sun in my hometown always gets up early, and it is still early, so I can see that it is eager to try.
The rooster wakes up first. "Oh-oh-oh", with the cock crowing, a beautiful day gradually began.
My home is a small flat building facing south. Walking on the upper terrace, the vision is far away, and the mood is broadened at once. The uneven green seems to divide the space into two layers. The tall camphor trees on the roadside are flourishing, tall and vigorous, reaching the sky. In the distance, the endless wheat field is like a green blanket, lying flat on the ground, and the seedlings are singing happily among the birds, adding vitality to this charming scenery.
There is a big pond in front of my house, just like a round mirror. When the fish swam to the surface, its tail wagged and ripples spread. There are also many unknown trees growing by the pond. In the fourth grade, red flowers bloom, which seems to cover the pond with a layer of lace. I like fishing here, but I prefer wasting water here in the park. Drifting in the water is a delicate job, and it is also important to choose stones-stones should be flat and close together, pick up stones, aim at the water with a cat and throw them fiercely. "Once, twice, three times ..." The stone crossed the water, splashing a series of silver spray, which was beautiful, so I was the envy of my friends all the year round.
On summer nights, the villagers will gather by my pond to enjoy the cool. Cowherd and Weaver Girl are the voices of old people telling stories. The voices of adults talking and laughing loudly, until the little doll in her arms could not help but close her eyes, people's laughter gradually faded down. At this time, only frogs are still singing happily.
I love my hometown. I love everything in my hometown. I like the simplicity and kindness of people in my hometown.
6. Rewriting of Ancient Poetry (Narrative) About 680 words I came to Luoyang to study and be an official, and I have been away from home for a long time.
In my spare time on weekdays, I miss my relatives at home very much. Now the autumn wind is blowing, and the yellow leaves are falling. I feel very hurt when I see things and think of people.
As the saying goes, "fallen leaves return to their roots", and yellow leaves float under the tree to repay the tree with fertilizer. When can I go home to reunite with my family, accompany my wife and children and support my parents? The autumn wind is rustling, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the mountains are heavy. I really want to fly home with wings, but now I have learned nothing, and I have no face to face my parents and relatives. Full of thoughts can only be pinned on Hongyan, but between the pens, I don't know where to start.
I wonder how tall the child has grown. Has the wife added a bit of haggard color? When I travel far, my parents are temples covered with snow. How are you now? Hey! In a hurry, how to tell endless homesickness, stop writing, but can't get a pen. But in any case, although the feelings are infinite, there are times when the words are exhausted. Even if there are thousands of words, there must be times to stop writing.
I put the letter in the envelope, touched it around, took it out and added a few words, and finally sealed it. A fellow countryman is going back to his hometown tomorrow, so be sure to ask him to take the letter home.
I have been away from home for many years, and I don't know if everything is all right at home. Tossing and turning all night, I couldn't sleep until dawn. After taking a nap, I got up early, finished washing and sent a letter to my fellow villagers.
After seeing him, I sent him directly out of Luoyang City, and the departure was just around the corner. We loved each other, gave him the letter and watched him turn away. It suddenly occurred to me that there were still some urgent things that I hadn't finished, so I was busy making up. I took out the letter, added a few words, and then entrusted such careful advice to the envelope. This just broke up and left, and disappeared into his shadow on the way home. I still stare at the road ahead, as if I could see my wife, son and parents in my hometown along this road.
7. Rewrite each ancient poem with 600 words 1 day: pure sand, Yuan, Ma Zhiyuan, old vine, faint crow, small bridge flowing water, ancient road west wind horse, sunset, heartbroken people at the end of the world, lonely phoenix tree in deep courtyard, clear autumn in deep courtyard, Bai Yunsheng people.
I passed by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran and prepared chicken and rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Zheng, a native of Wuyi, I will come back in the chrysanthemum season and wait for my holiday in the mountains: as bright as a mirror, the fishing raft is not lost in the wind.
A few reed flowers float clean, and the sunset lake in Ban 'an Mountain is low. There are thousands of frost on herons flying over the Rocky Mountains, and the fish weave waves.
It has its own fishing platform, which can send autumn colors across the west of the city. 6 Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn" The sunset in the lonely village, the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, the light smoke, the shadow flies a little.
Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. Send Yuan Er's envoy Anxi Weicheng to Yucheng, the guest house is green and willow.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
In the bamboo house, I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
I know, but there are some mistakes. I changed it. The weather is warm and far away, and there is smoke in yiyi market. Dogs bark in deep alleys and crow at the tops of mulberry trees. We look at the green trees around your village and the pale blue in remote mountainous areas.
8. The adaptation and writing of ancient poems is right and wrong in life, and my true love is right. Green mountains and green waters remain, deposited in the years, and the wind whimpers around me.
Birds in cages are always thinking about yesterday's Woods, and fish in ponds are always thinking about the past deep pools. That long and rich homesickness made me walk at a brisk pace, reclaiming land, farming, picking up hoes, with earthy simplicity, and Ye Er, whose simple thoughts filled the mountains. The thatched cottage in the village, with its back to the blue sky and its face to the earth, was soaked in the humid fog, and the flowing air was telling its heart. Willow and elm trees nestle behind the house, guarding the peace of the village. Peach and plum are not lonely, but harvest with the joy of autumn.
The door opened, like my smile. The mountains in the distance, flowing with springs, turned into fairyland and flashed in the smoke. That layer of life, like fog and smoke, has left me. I waved to them without leaving a smile, which was very painful.
I heard the dog barking and growling there, and the sound was natural. I know I'm back, picking my chrysanthemums.
Return to the Garden (3)
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The wood outside the road is narrow and long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
9. Ask for an essay adapted from an ancient poem. The poet came out of town side by side with his friends. Looking from a distance, I saw a touch of green hills across the north of the city and a bay of clear water gurgling around the east of the city. The distant castle peak is out of reach, which leads to a trace of dismay and reveals the poet's helplessness in leaving at present; The flowing water around the city seems to be a symbol of continuous separation and gurgling. This couplet "Qingshan", "Baishui", "Northland" and "Dongcheng" are arranged neatly, and "green" and "white" set each other off, and the whole painting is beautiful. The word "horizontal" is used to write the stillness of the castle peak, and the word "around" is used to write the movement of white water, which is also quite accurate.
The poet described his friend's wandering life with a lonely canopy, saying: If you leave here, you will float thousands of miles away like loose grass dancing with the wind. These two sentences express the poet's deep concern for his friends, and they are written smoothly and naturally, with sincere feelings.
The tie "I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset" shows the broad background of parting: a white cloud is floating away on the horizon, and a red sun is slowly falling to the horizon. At this point, this scene makes people more sad and painful to leave. These two sentences "floating clouds" to "sunset" and "wandering" to "old human feelings" are also neat and to the point. Poets not only write landscapes, but also skillfully use "floating clouds" to compare friends. He is like a floating cloud on the horizon, with uncertain whereabouts and everything. Who knows where he will drift? Infinite concern for natural overflow. And the red sun in the west ended so slowly, and I was reluctant to throw the last light into the white water of Qingshan, as if reluctant to leave abruptly. And this is the symbol of the poet's mood at the moment!
Write the parting scene in the last two sentences. Poets and friends immediately waved goodbye and greeted frequently; The two horses seem to be connected with their master's heart and honk their horns from time to time. Although the poet didn't directly say his feelings of parting, the horse still couldn't bear the bitterness of parting and raised his mane and whined. What a shame!
10. Rewrite the 800-word narrative composition of the ancient poem Up the Mountain or Yulin Ridge. When the cicada is singing, it will come to this helplessness and sadness with the rolling water.
The red paint of the pavilion is scattered all over the place, which looks like a piece of rust from a distance. The swaying shadows of trees in summer have long been broken by sudden rain.
Autumn sadness makes vitality retreat. ...
My sigh stunned the yellow leaves and shed tears of rain. Think back, when we met-
In the early summer of that year, the green eyes only made me feel depressed. Although the advocate sang my words, he didn't understand my feelings. That kind of painful mood has always remained in my heart.
Q: Who in the world can understand my feelings?
Busy streets, busy crowds, it seems that only I have been casting shadows. The light can't shine on me, and I can't see the light.
A pipa sounded, and a soft voice sang a song, as if from a distant and ethereal voice, telling some kind of thoughts, which was like rain. ...
I walked towards the "distant place" until I heard the lyrics clearly.
Is that ... is that what I said?
Yes, this is my word! I was shocked by my answer.
You, caressing the pipa, are singing. At the end of the song, I couldn't help clapping my hands and making you blush.
You bowed your head and said, "My little girl can't play well and can't sing Mr.' s words, which really makes you laugh." "
I laughed without saying a word, and I didn't know how to express my inner joy. You not only sang my feelings, but also surpassed my feelings and sent a touch of grief. ...
"Can you sing another song?" I asked.
You nodded yes.
From then on, I wrote the lyrics and you sang.
Excuse me: so beautiful, what else can I ask for?
However, who would have thought-
Now, we look at each other in tears at the ferry, and it is difficult to hold hands for three or four minutes ... The wind blows willow leaves and crushes our hearts.
The voice of the boatman urging is getting more and more urgent.
"I'm leaving." I said, but I won't let go.
"Well ..." You close your eyes, lower your head and answer in a slight voice. But I still heard the trembling inside, and my heart was shaking at the same time.
It's not that I can't bear to part with the bustling city, nor that I still remember the colorful buildings, but that I can't bear to know you so well. No one understands my poems except you, and no one understands my feelings except you. ...
Since then, we have been on both sides of the water, seemingly close, but actually far away.
I dare not speak, and neither do you. The more we talk about emotional balance, the imbalance will occur, and we are afraid.
Because as we all know, this is a road that never turns back. ...
The ship left Bianzhou and arrived at the ferry. At this moment, sadness, nostalgia, heartbreak and pain all spread at this moment. ...
Under the trees in the valley in late autumn,
Vaguely gurgling water,
When I miss you,
Deeper than you think ... "