2. Rewrite this ancient poem into the short story Qiu Si.
Zhang Ji was born in poverty. When I was a child, my family was poor and far from my hometown. By the time I was in my mid-twenties, I had already experienced a wandering life. Running around all the year round, wandering in a foreign land.
On a silent night, Zhang Ji finished his dinner and sat in the small yard enjoying the bright moonlight. A full moon hangs high in the sky, adding infinite vitality to the hidden earth.
He was watching when suddenly an autumn wind blew and Zhang Ji was shivering with cold. He had to go back to his room and find an old cotton-padded jacket sewn by his mother from the closet when he left.
He looked at the cotton-padded jacket and remembered his elderly mother, so he picked up a brush and wrote on the paper: How are you, mother? It's getting cold, so you should put on more clothes to avoid catching cold. Please don't worry about me, I'm fine. How is the family harvest this year? ..... seems to have a lot to say, but I don't know where to start.
The next day, as soon as the sun climbed the hillside, Zhang Ji handed the letter to Wang San.
When Wang San was about to say goodbye to him, Zhang Ji took the letter back, opened it and checked it again and again. He added: you should live a happy life every day, don't be unhappy for a little thing ... After writing these, Zhang Ji gave the letter to Wang San, and Wang San rode away.
Zhang Ji looked at Wang San, who was far away, and he was both happy and sad. Happily, my mother can read her letter; Sadly, I don't know when I can return to my hometown.
In "Mermaid", pearl-like tears drop on the moon-green sea, the blue sky is warm as spring, and jadeite is smoked.
The seaside girl's name is Yue Ming, and the handsome boy's name is Warm Sky.
Then a bizarre love story.
Girls' tears become pearls, while men become a wisp of smoke.
3. Write a story with ancient poems and a 200-word composition. Listen to the poet's voice, "A river of no return, a romantic figure through the ages".
In the long river of history, ancient poems sparkled with golden light. In the long history, there are many cultural springs.
In the clear spring of culture, poets have written poems with their own talents, some of which are like mirrors, reflecting the aura of history; Some are like streams in spring, watering the flowers of the soul; Some, like the water of a big river, are magnificent. He resigned from the county magistrate, "don't worry about poverty, don't seek wealth", retired to the countryside instead of competing with the world, and reclaimed land in the south and returned to the garden.
He, with his head down, hoes chrysanthemums, raises his head to pick chrysanthemums to brew poetry wine, sings a song about wine, and can make thousands of words. The real meaning of this is that I want to tell what I have forgotten.
This is Tao Yuanming's voice, indifferent to fame and fortune, uncontested from the world, calling himself Mr. It is no wonder that the world envies May 6th and can spend that indifferent year. He, "Five Mountains travel far away to find mountains, according to my unchanging habit all my life", has experienced the Yellow River water that never goes back to the sea, and will also soar like a Dapeng bird in Wan Li.
When he is lonely, he will treat the moon as a friend, but drinking with the moon alone will miss my shadow and make us three people. When he misses his friend, he will "I will think of you on the floating clouds, so I will think of me in the sunset". Li Bai, who traveled all over the country and on both sides of the Yellow River, experienced serious setbacks in his career, but he did not give up his pursuit.
His unrestrained personality, busy life and galloping life are as heroic as the rivers and flowing water he wrote, "Three thousands of feet". She cut a plum in a slow voice ... slightly sad, "cold and clear, sad and sad."
Li Qingzhao, who suffered from war and family destruction, was in the incompetent Song Dynasty. Why doesn't she want a son to defend her country like Yue Fei? "I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong." The bitter water of life, dribs and drabs, how can you lose a sad word? Looking back at the long river of history, the voices of ancient poets and poets echoed in my ears.
"Today people don't know how to go to Gu Yue, but this month they are used to taking photos of the ancients." Although they didn't live in the same era, they left us precious spiritual food, which can never be eaten in life. Su Shi's When is the Bright Moon? Ask the sky for wine ... I hope people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles will last forever. Bai Juyi's narrative poem Pipa Trip is always a bright moon on an autumn night, but Li Yu's Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon is not.
Ah, the ancient poetry is really beautiful, "like a river flowing eastward." Ancient poetry is like running water, and * * * sighs that life is like this.
Listen, the murmuring sound, forever, forever.
4. Ann Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, the first volume of sixth grade Chinese, wrote a short story. In spring, a hundred flowers blossom and everything recovers. Many plants and animals become active, and the whole earth becomes full of vitality.
It must be the spring rain that kept them all alive. You see, the spring rain seems to know that creatures need rain this season, and it will fall in spring. The intermittent "tick-tock" sound, like a long and endless string of notes, jumps out of the rain mouth one by one, continuously, really like a rolling mountain, and like a beautiful winding rainbow. When a raindrop jumps on several leaves, it always makes a "da da" sound, as if to say to them, "Little leaves, please grow faster!"
Small raindrops follow the gentle wind, whether tired or not, whether day or night, like several good friends, quietly floating down from the air together, silently nourishing everything and dedicating themselves. Dark clouds are gathering on the path in the wild; There is a boat with lights on on on the calm river.
The first thing in the morning is to enjoy the flowers moistened by the spring rain; Colorful cloth filled the whole Golden Crown City.
You shorten it a little! The textbook fully understands the content inside.
5. Write a composition with ancient poems. He Zhangzhi-Liu Yong
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Su Shi-Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Yuan Zhen-chrysanthemum
The bushes in autumn are like Taoist priests,
It leans around the fence.
Not that chrysanthemums are more popular among flowers,
This flower is even more flowerless
Wang Anshi-Meihua
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
6. Write a story with an ancient poem. 150 word composition. It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
In summer, a farmer came to the field early in the morning. He was wearing a broken straw hat, rags and barefoot, and he was weeding and loosening the soil in the crop field with a hoe. The sun rises, the red-hot sun scorches the earth, and the soil is dry and hard. Farmers are still trying to weed. Unconsciously, the sun has been high in the sky. The farmer is tired and hungry. How much he wants to have a rest. However, when he looked up, he saw a large field overgrown with weeds. He thought of his family's life for a year, and he must continue to work hard. Sweat as big as soybeans trickled down his cheeks and into the soil under the crops. Autumn came, and farmers finally got a bumper harvest and food through hard work. However, who would think of every grain in the bowl when eating? Especially those parasites who eat and drink for nothing, spoil the food as soon as they eat. Where would you think of this food, how many farmers sweat!
7. How to write a composition for the sixth grade in the small experiment? Whenever I encounter difficulties, my father will certainly be overwhelmed. "I think: it is impossible to make it turn a corner, and it is close to the spoon.
What's going on here? Does dad have magic? Dad saw my doubts and said, "Tell you the truth: the spoon attracted uncharged water, sacrificed heroically and shouted excitedly, saying, tie it, hey." Then can you? "Dad smiled, and I finally came to the conclusion that I could immediately guide the electricity away from the spoon. Oh, I'm about to drop the paratroopers! I remember an interesting little experiment in which the water turned a corner. I have been curious since I was a child, especially about flying. I want to glide in the sky most, so I like flying very much. I was stunned.
I said, "no, wipe it with a woolen cloth." In life, difficulties are like spring. If you are strong, he is weak. " Haha, our son will learn to do experiments by himself: did my experiment fail? Just when I was depressed, I said, "Look!" He brought a spoon and made sure there was no problem before I found a small toy and tied all four ropes to it? "I nodded." Come and have a try! "He gave me the spoon and the paratroopers landed leisurely on the ground. One day after the shower, I really found an earthworm beside the flower bed without any effort.
When I got home on Friday, I jumped with excitement. Can you make it turn? I tried to pull four ropes! To prove this, I did an interesting little experiment. The students said that earthworms could be found everywhere after the rain. She said with a smile, tied the rope to the toy and did another experiment. Take a closer look, huh? Why is the earthworm motionless as if it were dead? Turn on the tap and say to me, "Look at this water.
The experiment began: the toy was too heavy. So, I waved my hand and thought that the parachute would fall steadily, but something unexpected happened. The paratroopers actually hung straight down and finally failed to land safely. Parachutes and paratroopers always appear in front of my eyes, but they are deeply imprinted in my mind. As a result, I carefully cut the earthworm in half! Even water vapor floating in the air can be charged. You got it? It urged me to overcome all kinds of difficulties: I am sure that I can successfully complete the experiment, and the paratroopers' ending is still so tragic. I wonder if there are any more questions. This time, it's really amazing! Earthworms are actually very regenerative, so that's it! After two or three days, when I was playing, I suddenly thought: Why not use this cloth to do a parachute experiment? If you just do it, it won't die, but it can also become two live earthworms, and it will come to the top floor. When a gust of wind blows, the spoon will be charged. I grab the paratroopers and look left and right, no problem. After thinking for a long time, I heard that an earthworm was cut into two pieces! "This is a small experiment I have done before. Mom believes you can do it. I really found two small earthworms crawling around in the box. It was noon. Ah, "what are you waiting for? Let's go "So; If you are weak, he is strong. Therefore, as long as you can't bow your head in the face of difficulties, no matter how strong the difficulties are, you will only be defeated! I remember an interesting little experiment this Sunday afternoon. I was so bored that I could only sit in a chair and stare blankly.
Dad seemed to read my mind and said, "How about Dad doing an experiment with you?" I heard: "I made it! Success! " Although this is only a small experiment done a long time ago. This experiment is really interesting. Remember an interesting little experiment. I am a little boy who loves to explore new things.
Before: How can the experiment jump out of the cabinet without thinking? I immediately found four ropes of the same length and tied them to the four corners of the cloth. It's amazing! I saw the parachute open! "So. I took "100,000 Why Biology Articles" and began to look up some information about earthworms.
Turning it over, I immediately changed to a lighter toy. Everything is ready. I climbed into a higher cabinet excitedly, stood up and grabbed my parachute and paratroopers? I was so depressed that I found the answer. Oh! It turns out that after the earthworm is cut off, the muscles next to the wound will immediately tighten, just like the door that was still open immediately closed. Divided earthworms can become two complete earthworms. I pulled myself together and suddenly remembered what my mother said to me, and landed safely. I cheered, rushed downstairs and picked up the paratroopers.
Once the spoon is exposed to current, this little experiment will not succeed. Water is a conductor. I took out my art knife and put the earthworm on a piece of paper. I thought confidently, a breeze blew, and I had a brainwave: there must be insufficient wind. So, "when you encounter difficulties, don't give up and continue to do experiments." Dad dragged me into the kitchen! I told my mother about it, and I was carrying a paratrooper again.
Dad put it near the thin water! Seeing this, I seem to see the dawn of victory and have confidence again! Two days later, when I went to see my earthworm again. I just did it according to my dad's method, yeah! The current really turned! I have also become a "magician" and I am tired of this gold cloth in front of me.