Qutangxia is one of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, with mountains on both sides. The current is swift and the situation is the most dangerous. It was called "Qutang is in danger for the world" in ancient times. There are rocky shoals in the gorge, and there is a "mound" at the mouth of the gorge, which is a huge stone beach. "There are twelve beaches in Qutang, and people say that it is difficult to learn from ancient times", which depicts the dangerous situation of Qutang Gorge. "Noisy", the sound of running water on the beach. "Twelve beaches" is not an exact number, but it is conceivable that there are many dangerous beaches.
In the face of the stormy and dangerous Qutang Gorge, the poet can't help but associate the danger of Jiangxia with the human feelings of the world at that time: "I often hate people's hearts like water and make waves at leisure. Qutang Gorge is dangerous because there are dangerous beaches in the water, and the world's "leisure level" will also make waves. Isn't it impossible to prevent? What "human heart" is more dangerous than Qutangxia water. This is the poet's heartfelt emotion. After Liu Yuxi failed to participate in Yongzheng reform, he was repeatedly framed by villains and hit by powerful people, and was exiled twice for 23 years. The bitter experience made him feel that the world was difficult and dangerous, so he made this cynical remark. The long-term hatred shows the poet's deep resentment against those who are used to making waves, making trouble and framing innocent people. It is said that the danger of Qutang is mentioned by "human words", which means that everyone knows it; The danger of sighing people's hearts is brought out by "long hatred" The subject is the poet himself, who points out his own human feelings and world situation in real experience and observation and clearly expresses his attitude towards it. There is a turning point and depth between the two sentences. Qu Tang is a sinister metaphor for people's hearts, a transition from people saying I hate them, a clever metaphor and a concrete and abstract truth, which gives people a profound feeling.
2. Zhuzhici Rewrite Prose Zhuzhici Liu Tang Yuxi Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, Wenlang sings on the shore.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. On the shore of spring, the green Yang Liuzhi rippled with the spring breeze, stroking the calm river from time to time.
I heard my brother singing by the river, and I was crazy! Wan Liqing in the east, it's really rainy in the west. It's not sunny, but it's sunny! (Sunny-can also-love ~ This kind of love can also be written as a girl's admiration for May ~) Zhi Zhu's Ci is a poetic style, which evolved from the ancient folk songs between Bashu and Sichuan. In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi turned folk songs into literati's poetic style, which had a great influence on later generations.
In the long historical development of Zhi Zhu's Ci, due to the changes of social history and the influence of the author's personal thoughts and emotions, his works can be roughly divided into three types: one is the folk songs collected and preserved by literati; Second, the literati absorbed and integrated the essence of Zhi Zhu's ballads and created a poetic style with strong folk songs; The third category is the seven-character quatrains written by borrowing the style of Zhi Zhu's Ci, which are still popular today and named after "Zhi Zhu Ci". = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
Southerners sing a song, and northerners miss home. "Nine Poems on Bamboo Branches" is a folk song-style Yuefu poem praising local customs, and it is the first poem in "Nine Poems on Bamboo Branches".
Write a sentence or two about the beauty of mountains and rivers. "Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng" is about height.
Baidicheng is located on Bai Di Mountain near the Yangtze River. Spring has arrived, and the whole city is covered with grass.
The word "health" says that Baicao appears in the second place according to the line of sight, and it also says that Baicao is widely propagated. The grass is fine because of the city, and the grass on the edge of the city is full of vitality.
"White Salt Mountain to Shu Qingjiang" was written in a low-lying place. Shujiang refers to a section of the Yangtze River at the foot of Baiyan Mountain: the river is clear and reflected in the sky, with Baiyan Mountain towering into the sky as the background, and the mountains and rivers complement each other and do their best.
"A Song of Southerners" wrote that local people sang loudly with the clear water of Woong San as the background. Although this sentence does not directly write the content of the song, readers can naturally appreciate the beauty of the song because of the comparison and rendering of one or two sentences.
With a stroke of a pen, strangers on the road were infected by singing, causing homesickness. This sentence should be the theme of the whole poem.
One of the beauty of the whole poem is that the verbs are vivid and the pleasing characters are outlined by line drawing. In the third sentence, "coming up" can be understood as "climbing high" or "coming out". No matter how to interpret it, the emotional and uncontrollable image of this song is vividly portrayed.
The word "move" in the fourth sentence is even more vivid. "Northerners" are strangers.
He has no interest in enjoying the magnificent and beautiful scenery in spring, but he just hurried on. Suddenly, the local people stopped to listen to a high-pitched song, which made his heart thump and God flew over it. A word "move" describes the appearance of a northerner, causing readers to sing again.
Secondly, it can be used for two purposes in a scene, comparing and rendering characters. The mountains are high, the grass is clear, and the spring scenery is beautiful, which highlights the vigorous feelings of the local people who are not unhappy, and also highlights the meaning that people from other countries are not here, killing two birds with one stone.
Third, the meaning is long and indirect, and the realm is lofty. The poet's third sentence, from scenery to people, this turning point; The fourth sentence, use local songs to contrast the homesickness of strangers.
At the same time, homesickness is highlighted by rivers and mountains and endless spring grass. Of course, it is not the feeling of being immersed in love and having a small family, but the well-known homesickness.
3. Zhi Zhu's Rewriting Prose Bai Di is located on Bai Di Mountain near the Yangtze River. The word "health" says that Baicao appears in the second place according to the line of sight. The family is beautiful, but the homesickness is mighty, and each has its own beauty.
"A Song of Southerners" wrote that local people sang loudly with the clear water of Woong San as the background. Although this sentence does not directly write the content of the song, it is very pleasant, but because of one.
One of the beauty of the whole poem is that the verbs are vivid and the pleasing characters are outlined by line drawing. The third sentence.
On the shore of spring, strangers on the road were infected by that song, which caused homesickness. This sentence should be the main theme of the whole poem, and the son of Green Yang Liuzhi is rippling with the spring breeze. The mountains are high, the grass is green and the water is clear. Of course not affectionate. Due to the changes of social history and the influence of the author's personal thoughts, his works can be roughly divided into three types. The road is sunny but sunny, and the west is really rainy, so it is not sunny. "Northerners" are strangers. Spring is magnificent and beautiful, the songs on the shore are endless, and the grass on the edge of the city is full of vitality. "Come up" can be understood as "climb to a high place" or "come out", no matter how to explain it. "White Salt Mountain to Shu Qingjiang" was written in a low-lying place. Shujiang refers to a section of the Yangtze River at the foot of Baiyan Mountain, over which immortals fly. The beautiful scenery of spring highlights the vigorous feelings of local people who are not unhappy, and also highlights the meaning that strangers are not here, killing two birds with one stone. This kind of literature is very popular, and it has also been dubbed "Zhuzhi Ci"! (sunshine-can also-love ~ This kind of love can also be written as girls' admiration for May ~)
Zhi Zhu Ci is a poetic style evolved from the ancient folk songs between Bashu and Sichuan. In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi turned folk songs into literati's poetic style, which had a great influence on later generations. In the long historical development of Zhi Zhu's Ci, the description of homesickness is characterized by rivers and mountains and endless spring grass, but he is just in a hurry. Suddenly, he didn't want to appreciate it. The fourth sentence, use local songs to contrast the homesickness of strangers. Meanwhile. To the east is sunny Wan Li, stroking the calm river from time to time. When I heard my brother by the river sing a song, the image of being infatuated and unable to control himself came to my mind. Grass is fine because of the city; These three categories are all seven-character quatrains written in Zhi Zhu's ci style.
Sunrise in the east, rain in the west, but the sun, singing full of emotion. The local people stopped to listen to a high song. In this turn, they wrote about the widespread reproduction of hundreds of plants.
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Appreciation of Liu Yuxi's Nine Poems of Zhi Zhu (Ⅰ)
Spring grass grows at the head of Baidicheng,
Baiyanshan Mountain falls under Qingjiang River.
Southerners come up to sing a song,
Northerners are unfamiliar with their hometown.
"Nine Poems on Bamboo Branches" is a folk song-style Yuefu poem praising local customs, and it is the first poem in "Nine Poems on Bamboo Branches".
Write a sentence or two about the beauty of mountains and rivers. "Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng" is about height. Spring has arrived, and the whole city is covered with grass. The word "move" in the fourth sentence is even more vivid: one is the folk songs collected and preserved by literati: the river is clear and reflected in the sky, with a towering white salt mountain as the background and mountains and rivers set each other off.
Third, the meaning is long and indirect, and the realm is lofty. The poet's third sentence, from scenery to people, made him feel excited; The second is that the literati absorbed and integrated the essence of Zhi Zhu's ballads and created a poetic style with strong folk songs. A word "move" describes the appearance of a northerner, causing readers to sing again.
Secondly, a scene can serve two purposes, setting off characters and magnificent scenery, so readers can naturally appreciate the beauty of singing.
Tang Yuxi's four words: a pen turns and a bamboo branch turns
Willow trees are green and rivers flow smoothly;
4. Wang Chun rewrote the 300-word composition, tears, feelings and worries.
The sky is overcast, the weather seems to be comparable to frost, and gray rain spots hit people's heads. Standing on this bare hill, I saw the scene in front of me-it was so gloomy and cold, as if people felt that there was only endless emptiness above the gray sky. So, I bowed my head and sighed, but I saw a listless wild flower, bowed my head, bent down, shed tears and sighed. The soil on one side is as dry as pine bark, but it is still struggling on the edge of the endless valley of death. Why are you crying? Why fight? Just because the country has been scattered, I feel that I am crying because of current events! I want to block my ears! Because I don't want to hear birds singing with nowhere to run. It was a sad and mysterious sound, like the bell of death ringing, with a sense of rhythm and urgency.
A cool breeze, like a low tune, tore all my emotions. The wind, whether you have heart-rending pain or screaming at the top of your lungs, is gnawing at it and seems to destroy everything I have. My relatives and friends are far away, thousands of miles away from me. Can they hear the cruel howling of the wind? Have they received my letter from home? Perhaps, the letter from home has drifted to the boundless sky with the smoke of war, or it has been bitten by the ruthless wind and refused to let go. However, why doesn't it also devour my bitter emotions?
And then what? So that I can indulge myself in this desolate and sad early February spring.
The maple forest is dyed and the autumn leaves fall. When can I see my relatives and friends? I'm afraid the mountains will stop us. Sorrow is like late autumn, and sorrow is like thick hair, which is countless. Now even the hair is shaved short, and even the hair clasp can't be inserted.
5. Guan Ju was rewritten into a 300-word composition, and Wei Jia was rewritten into a 300-word composition "Guan Guan, Guan Guan". . "
The familiar sound of waterfowl rings in my ears again. The rippling lake is more charming under the wind.
Just like her.
Beautiful face, graceful figure, stroking the water with the current, delicate hands in the evening. She is just the beauty I am looking for in my sleep. She is breathtaking in beauty.
Ironically, the first time I tried to get close to her, I was politely refused. I have always been confident, suddenly lost my direction, lost and confused, dissolved in wine and burned in my heart. For several nights, I couldn't sleep, and I only thought about her. But for the next few days, I was still afraid to say a word to her.
I wanted to leave, but I saw her again before I left. I still walked past the leek like a fairy, and I was still delicate. And I am not qualified to accompany her, but I want to leave this heartbreaking place alone. . Thought of here, a sadness welled up in my heart, untied the lyre tied behind me and sang a solo song "Beauty Pity". I want to vent my depression, but it's hard to restrain my admiration. At the end of the song, I sighed again I thought: it's time to go.
"That song is Beauty Pity?"
I looked up in surprise. It turned out that she didn't know when she had parked the boat beside me. I didn't know what to say at that time, and I was so surprised that I forgot to answer.
She looked at me with a smile. "Can you play another song, son?"
"Ask the girl for advice."
After more than ten days, every day at sunset, I would always sit by the lake and play for her as she walked past the leek, and she began to sing along with the melody. Waterbirds croak, water shepherd's purse shakes with the wind, and songs and songs echo on the lake. . I suddenly found this place more beautiful and hopeful than before.
But now, without her, the sunset looks so bleak.
Waterbirds are still flying low there, shepherd's purse is still swaying in the wind, and the lyre on my knee has not been played for a long time. I wonder if the melody it plays is still beautiful.
A gust of wind blew, and the love songs of the past sounded again, for her who had been circulated in leeks and for Iraqis far away. . ..
Jianjia
In the early morning, crystal dew dotted the white reeds by the river, and a figure hid in the darkness. When you look back and smile, it immediately causes my endless lovesickness. Weak water 3 thousand, I only take a ladle of drink, will you give me that chance again? Honey, do you remember the first time we met? Although you stand on the other side of the water, it is not difficult to remind me of your infinite reverie. A turn made me marvel at your difference. "To compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup." This is what I want. But beautiful things are often easily shattered, and suddenly you disappear from my eyes without a trace, leaving only the smell of rouge on your body in the air. I have to look for your beautiful image among the reeds. I want to swim against the current, but I see the danger and long journey, and you seem to be in the middle of the water. The reeds are still so lush, and the dew is still not dispersed. The difference is that you stand on the riverbank and smile at me, which makes me intoxicated. If missing is a mistake, I am willing to be wrong forever, just because the beauty is as jade.
Sauvignon Blanc, I remember my face. I was full of you on the way home. Your smile is deeply imprinted in my heart. Without you, time is like winter without spring. Without you, my four seasons are only winter. I don't regret that my belt has widened. I am haggard for Iraq. I have almost nothing to do except miss you. It was only by chance that I fell into it. I am determined to give you a promise: we will be together forever!
You are still fascinated, hiding by the reed river with me. The dancing reeds make me confused. Maybe God already knows my mind, and you passed me with a reed. Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in previous lives, I only got a brush in this life. Since you and I missed so many times in my last life, how can we give up easily in this life? I ache for love, and I suffer for love. I only care about you, so let reed become a symbol between us. Your token pierces my heart, but it also reveals your loneliness. I want to hold you tight and hold you in my arms. I don't want a vigorous loved one. I just want us to care about each other. Do you know how surprised I was when you shyly gave me the reed? The reeds dancing in the wind gave us happiness, but you ran away in shame. Your shyness touched my heart. I know you can't escape, and we don't have to be separated from each other on both sides of the strait, because the happiness of "holding your hand and growing old with your son" between us has just begun!
It may be necessary to cut some, I hope it will help you.
6. Adapting the Shuizhen line into a 300-word composition, running water is the milk that feeds everything; Water, flowing down slowly, gentle and gentle; Water, stone walls and rocks, never afraid. Today, I came to the picturesque water town and experienced the beauty of the water town for myself.
When I first came to the water town, my eyes lit up. The first thing you see is the road of the water town. The road in the water town is paved with water and clouds, which is picturesque. Why can clouds pave the way? Ha, because the water in the water town is so clear, the figure of white clouds playing freely in the sky is clearly reflected. So water and clouds have become the protagonists of Shuixiang Road. This is the first time I've heard of it!
Hey, isn't that a fishing net? Wow! The tree is covered with fishing nets. I hurried forward, and it was indeed a fishing net, and there were enough fishing nets to make a door curtain! It seems that people in water towns make a living by fishing. Only a few families live here on the shore, which is more beautiful and quiet when reflected in the water. How comfortable! I like this elegant style.
It's autumn now, the pomegranate in the water town is ripe, red as fire, and the green branches dance with the wind. What a beautiful scenery! Unfortunately, no one is watching. The door of every family is locked. They may have gone to work in the farmland. How industrious and capable they are! Red pomegranate, green willow and water village, one red and one green, dynamic and static, set each other off and become interesting, the scenery is really beautiful!
I wonder if the people in the water town are in the farmland. Go find them. When I came to the rice field, it was as if I were in a golden ocean, with no end in sight. The wind is blowing, some are big, and the rice is blowing. There is a wave on the sea. It makes a sound. The sound of the waves is really nice! This string of golden pearls indicates a bumper harvest. The rice field is accompanied by frogs, and a picture is on the paper.
In the evening, cicadas stopped chirping and it was much quieter. Jiangnan water town, foggy, everything is hazy. Looking from a distance, it seems to be in a paradise, so intoxicating!
We are really reluctant to leave. I hope we can visit here more often. At this time, the children picked up the oars and rowed the boat steadily and quickly. It seems that the boating skills of children in water towns are really high! Accompanied by the gurgling sound of running water, we left this picturesque Jiangnan water town. ...
Hope to adopt! ! ! ! ! The number of words may be a little small.
7. Rewrite the composition Dream from 300 to 400.
One summer morning, Li Qingzhao sat alone in an antique pavilion and looked at the beautiful scenery in the lake. I couldn't help but think of the scene where she was drinking and enjoying flowers with her friends a few days ago.
It was a summer afternoon. Li Qingzhao and her friends rowed, swam around the lake and enjoyed the scenery. In the middle of the lake, green eyes are everywhere, and lotus leaves are squeezed on the water like handfuls of umbrellas. Blossoming delicate lotus flowers appear in various forms from the middle of the lotus leaf, like flawless jade. There is only a white bud in the green, shy and in bud; Some are only half open, some petals are scattered, and some are surrounded by stamens, just like a beauty in a gown, a person who "hides half a face behind the guitar from us"; Dancing like a girl in white; Those petals have fallen off, revealing green lotus flowers. The small holes in the lotus seeds seem to be small mouths, opening their throats and shouting, "I am mature, come and pick them!" " Lotus gives off a fresh and elegant fragrance, attracting butterflies to play. In the clear lake, small fish are jumping happily, and ripples appear on the lake. Li Qingzhao and her friends rowed the boat and drove in the lotus leaves, smelling the fragrance, and couldn't help singing: "The lotus pond is quiet …" Li Qingzhao and her friends enjoyed the beautiful scenery, sang songs and drank wine, and were intoxicated by the lotus pictures in summer.
Time flies, the setting sun gradually converges its light and becomes gentle, like a soft red lantern hanging on the horizon. Li Qingzhao and her friends found that it was already dark. Li Qingzhao quickly said, "It's getting dark. You'll be anxious if you don't go back to your parents." "That's right." Friends echoed in succession. Li Qingzhao picked up the paddle and rowed desperately. Her friend also shouted, "Row! Row quickly! " However, because it was dark, Li Qingzhao was drunk again and mistakenly rowed the boat into the depths of the lotus. Everyone rowed and rowed in a hurry, almost overturning the boat and splashing a lot of water. Waterbirds parked nearby were startled by the splashing water, spread their white wings and flew. Some of them flapped their wings and flew into the sky, some flew for a while and stopped on the beach on the shore, some hovered in the air and sang songs, as if blaming them for disturbing their dreams.
Thought of here, Li Qingzhao affectionately, can't help chanting:
well
I often think of dusk by the river.
As drunk as a fiddler, we didn't remember anything on the way back!
After having a good time, we rowed home.
Mistaken into the depths of lotus.
Fight for crossing, fight for crossing,
Frightened, all the egrets in the shallows flew away.