Along the way, four lively and lovely squirrels held a long jump competition together, several birds flew freely in the sky, and dogs barked from time to time in the distance. Come to the foot of the mountain, look up, the peaks rise and fall, towering into the sky. Halfway up the mountain, there are several families. Du Mu thought: This is really a fairyland on earth!
When he walked up the hill, he found that the plants were yellow and lifeless, and there was a little coolness. At this time, a mass of red things attracted him. He quickly got off the bus and found it was a maple forest. Maple leaves are so warm and charming that they are more dazzling than spring flowers. At this time, the great poet Du Mu seemed to be in a red ocean.
Du Mu looked at this beautiful scenery and couldn't help chanting with excitement: "The stone path in Hanshan Mountain is steep, and there are people deep in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "
2. Rewrite the ancient poem "Mountain Walk" into a 400-word narrative (opening quotation poem) "Mountain Walk" Rewrite today is a crisp autumn day. I am driving and walking home with a pot of wine.
At dusk, I went out with some odds and ends with my friends and came to the foot of a big mountain. At this moment, a Mavra came to us in a carriage.
My friends and I wanted to see the mountains, so we got into the carriage. The carriage went up the hill along the winding path at the foot, and my friends and I sat in the car and watched the scenery.
Along the way, I saw many chrysanthemums in full bloom on the roadside, and many bees and butterflies danced beautifully. Look, how beautiful this yellow butterfly is. Its wings have no impurities, just like a rape flower flying out of thin air. When the butterfly looked up, I vaguely saw several wisps of smoke rising in the white clouds.
I didn't expect several families to live in this place. It must be either a monk living in the mountains or a talented hermit.
I think the reason why they chose this place to live is because it is very quiet and the scenery is pleasant. Suddenly, I felt my eyes turn red. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be a beautiful maple forest! Seen from a distance, this maple forest looks like a vast red ocean.
I quickly stopped the groom, ready to enjoy this maple forest. As soon as I got off the carriage, I saw a flaming maple forest, just like a burning flame. Look carefully, maple leaves are like the soles of ducklings' feet, with jagged thorns beside them.
A gust of autumn wind blows, and maple leaves fall from the trees like red butterflies. The maple trees here are more dazzling than the flowers in February.
Looking into the distance, the rolling mountains are towering into the sky. Under the setting sun, they look like wearing a red coat. A winding stone path, like the silver thread left by the nine-day fairy, spreads out in the mountains and extends to the distance.
The smoke from the roofs of several families is swaying in the mountains surrounded by white clouds, which is more like a fairyland. Walking in the mountains, the maple trees all over the mountain are red, so bright, so warm and so charming.
Redder than the flowers in February, like being painted in red by teacher Qiu, a maple leaf fell into the water, like a boat swimming, a maple leaf fell to the ground, like a butterfly dancing. I picked up a maple leaf, which is really redder than February flowers.
All this is a masterpiece of nature. I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me. I was intoxicated and moved. A wonderful poem flashed in my mind: The stone path is far from the cold mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. Original poem: Mountain Walking Author: Du Muyuan oblique stone path on the cold mountain, Bai Yunsheng people.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. Along the winding path up the mountain, there are people deep in the white clouds.
I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
3. The ancient poem "Mountain Walk" was rewritten into a modern text. Late at night, the bright moonlight reflected on the slightly rippling lake, flashing; There was silence around the village, and most people had fallen asleep. Only a humble hut gave off a faint candlelight, and two vague shadows were reflected in the window.
Who the hell is this? In the hut, there is a small square table in the center, next to a bed on the ground and a neatly folded quilt ... Meng Jiao is reading a book, and her mother is mending Meng Jiao's coat in the faint candlelight. Although she was blind, she sewed so carefully and carefully.
At this moment, Meng Jiao said, "Mom, this time I went to Beijing to take the exam. A person must pay attention to his health at home! " Hearing this, the mother smiled and said, "Don't worry about this. Your mother will be satisfied as long as you are admitted to the top scholar. You have a long way to catch the exam in Beijing this time, so be careful.
This dress should be mended well, so that you don't have to worry about it being torn on the way, and no one will mend it for you. "Say that finish, mother bowed her head again and continued to mend.
Mother sewed the clothes tightly and the stitches were so well-proportioned, but unexpectedly, the needle in her hand accidentally pricked her finger, but she didn't care at all and took it seriously. Meng Jiao watched this scene, watching her mother narrowing her eyes and sewing clothes for herself in the dim candlelight, and tears could not help but flow down.
His heart was full of gratitude: "Mom, I will study hard, be a top scholar and be an official, and I will repay you well in the future ..." The next day, Meng Jiao got on the horse and went to Beijing to catch the exam. My mother stood behind Meng Jiao, watching her son go away and gradually disappear.
4. Rewrite the poem "Walking in the Mountains" into a 300-word composition about scenery. One late autumn evening, Du Mu and his friends went to the mountains to play in a carriage.
The mountain road paved with stones twists and turns, which makes people feel so high. Along the way, they heard many birds chirping and singing in the branches, as if welcoming the two distant friends.
Du Mu couldn't resist the temptation to stop Xinlang. He wants to enjoy the beautiful scenery with his friends. They looked up at the top of the mountain, how high it was! Surrounded by clouds, it really looks like a mountain covered with gauze clothes, and you can vaguely see several families! A cool breeze blew, and Du Mu looked around.
Ah! The scenery in the forest is really beautiful. I wonder if the frosted maple leaves have drunk a lot of wine and are as red as flames.
It is even more beautiful than the flowers in spring. Seeing this beautiful scenery, Du Mu couldn't help chanting, "It's far from Hanshan Mountain, and the stone path is inclined. There are people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. "。
5. Rewrite the poem "Walking in the Mountains" into a 300-word composition about scenery. One late autumn evening, Du Mu and his friends went to the mountains to play in a carriage. The mountain road paved with stones twists and turns, which makes people feel so high. Along the way, they heard many birds chirping and singing in the branches, as if welcoming the two distant friends.
Du Mu couldn't resist the temptation to stop Xinlang. He wants to enjoy the beautiful scenery with his friends.
They looked up at the top of the mountain, how high it was! Surrounded by clouds, it really looks like a mountain covered with gauze clothes, and you can vaguely see several families!
A cool breeze blew, and Du Mu looked around. Ah! The scenery in the forest is really beautiful. I wonder if the frosted maple leaves have drunk a lot of wine and are as red as flames. It is even more beautiful than the flowers in spring.
Seeing this beautiful scenery, Du Mu couldn't help chanting, "It's far from Hanshan Mountain, and the stone path is inclined. There are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "
6. Rewrite 350 words of the composition of "Mountain Walk" [Rewrite 350 words of the composition of "Mountain Walk"] One day in late autumn, Du Mu drove a carriage up the mountain along a winding path paved with stones and rewritten 350 words of the composition of "Mountain Walk".
Along the way, four lively and lovely squirrels held a long jump competition together, several birds flew freely in the sky, and dogs barked from time to time in the distance. Come to the foot of the mountain, look up, the peaks rise and fall, towering into the sky. Halfway up the mountain, there are several families. Du Mu thought: This is really a fairyland on earth!
When he walked up the hill, he found that the plants were yellow and lifeless, and there was a little coolness. At this time, a mass of red things attracted him. He quickly got off the bus and found that it was a maple forest. Maple leaves are so warm and charming that they are more dazzling than spring flowers. At this time, Du Mu, a great poet, seemed to be in a red ocean, and wrote "Rewriting 350 words of Mountain Walk" in the third grade of primary school.
Looking at this beautiful scenery, Du Mu's poetry is full of emotion, and he can't help chanting: The stone path of Hanshan Mountain is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Wu Ruijie, Grade Three, Wuxi Ai Wu Primary School, Wuxi, Jiangsu
7. "Mountain Walk" rewrote the composition by 300 words [Mountain Walk rewrote the composition by 300 words] One late autumn evening, I took a carriage to play along a winding mountain road, and "Mountain Walk" rewrote the composition by 300 words. Walking in the mountains, I was attracted by what I saw, so I quickly asked the groom to stop and have a good look. At sunset, the rolling mountains in the distance towering into the sky. It's like walking through a mountain in a red coat. A winding stone path, like the silver thread thrown by the Nine-Day Fairy, extends to the distance. Several families in the mountains surrounded by white clouds are flickering, and the smoke from the roof is more like a fairyland. Walking in the mountains, the maple trees all over the mountain are red, so bright, so warm and so charming. Redder than flowers in February. Like a boat swimming, a maple leaf fell to the ground, like a butterfly dancing. I picked up a maple leaf, which is really redder than the flowers in February. All this is a masterpiece of nature. I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me, intoxicated and moved, and the wonderful poem was in my mind. There is a family in Bai Yunsheng, far from Hanshan Mountain. In the third grade of primary school, the composition "Mountain Walk" was rewritten in 300 words. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. Li Yan is in the third grade in the west area of Zhouzhuang Experimental Primary School in Jiangyin City, Wuxi City, Jiangsu Province.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, I saw a series of oblique mountain roads on the autumn mountain, like a white belt around the whole mountain. Halfway up the mountain, white clouds are curling, and there are a few houses scattered. Smoke billowed from the chimney on the roof, and a line of geese flew north in droves. Birds are twittering, and dogs bark from time to time in the village. This inhabited place is a little quiet. Walking on the mountain road, on the mountain in autumn, the flowers have already withered, and the mountains are full of fallen leaves. Ruthless autumn wind blows residual leaves, and the leaves under the ground are getting thicker and thicker. Fortunately, there are still a few leaves at the top of the tree. Sometimes, you can see some branches bearing clusters of ripe red pure wild fruits, sitting in sedan chairs, leisurely and sleepy, trying to doze off. The sedan chair bearer reminded me that it was not a flower, but a maple forest. This is ridiculous. Where did you get the flowers in this late autumn? However, it is hard to believe the scenery in front of you. Look, it is burning, like a sunset glow in the sky, like a burning bonfire, and like a flying red flag. Under the gorgeous sunset glow, it seems to be covered with a layer of golden light. The autumn wind blows the Buddha, and the maple leaves whisper, blushing and shaking their heads. Crowds of bees followed to collect honey, and some actually stopped. Having no stamens or petals. Oh, they suddenly realized that they had been cheated. So they flew away in a ball and complained to each other sadly. I forgot to hurry, and I was tired all the way. I stopped the sedan chair and enjoyed it. Red leaves, petioles and veins are all red, so transparent, so bright and so red.
9. The mountain line was rewritten into a short essay. Standing at the foot of the mountain, I saw a series of oblique mountain roads on the autumn mountain, which wrapped the whole mountain like a white belt. Halfway up the hill, there are several houses littered with white clouds. Smoke billowed from the chimney on the roof, a row of geese flew northward in droves, birds were twittering, and dogs barked from time to time in the village, which seemed a little quiet.
Walking on the mountain road, on the mountain in autumn, the flowers have already withered, and the mountains are full of fallen leaves. The ruthless autumn wind blows up the residual leaves, and the leaves in the field are getting thicker and thicker. Fortunately, there are still a few leaves left at the top of the tree. Sometimes, you can see clusters of ripe red and plain wild fruits on some branches, sitting in sedan chairs, leisurely and sleepy, trying to doze off.
Turning the corner of the mountain, suddenly, my eyes lit up and I couldn't help shouting, "What a red flower!" " "The bearers reminded me that it was not a flower, but a maple forest. It's also ridiculous. Where did you get the flowers in this late autumn? However, the scenery in front of us is really hard to believe. Look, they are all red, like the sunset glow on the horizon, like a burning bonfire, and like a flying red flag. Under the gorgeous sunset glow, it seems to be covered with a layer of golden light. Autumn wind blows Buddha, maple leaves whisper, and they blush with laughter. Swarms of bees followed to collect honey. Some of them stop on maple leaves, sometimes fly and sometimes stop. They began to wonder: what kind of flower is this? There are neither stamens nor petals. Oh, they suddenly realized that they had been cheated. So, they were together again, but unfortunately they buzzed with each other and flew away.
I forgot to hurry all the way, and when I was tired, I stopped the sedan chair and enjoyed it carefully. Red leaves, red petioles and red veins are all red, inside and out, so red, so transparent, so bright, so hot, as if to pick with a needle tip, bright red blood will flow out, adding endless poetry to Shan Ye in autumn.
10. The mountaineering trip was rewritten into a narrative of 50~ 100 words. In late autumn, the weather was cool, and the poet Du Mu came to the mountains in a carriage with joy and bad mood.
Along the way, the scenery is charming. In the cool wind, the leaves rustle, as if dancing, dancing gracefully, as if performing for the poet Du Mu. In the distance, the cold mountains are rolling and the wind is biting. A winding path leads to a high mountain, surrounded by white clouds, and a family lives on the high mountain. Tu Mu stopped the carriage and saw the red maple forest. Pine and cypress are luxuriant. The red maple leaves are like a red ocean. Frosted maple leaves are as red as the sun and as red as flowers in February. The poet Du Mu seems to be immersed in a fairyland.
The scenery on the mountain is really beautiful in autumn. I like autumn. This word is a little too many, so you can take its essence and hope to adopt it.