It turns out that my work is quite idle these days. Sitting in the yard enjoying the cool tonight, I suddenly remembered the lotus pond I walked through every day. It should look different under the light of this full moon. The moon rises gradually, and the children's laughter on the road outside the wall can no longer be heard; My wife is patting and skipping in the room, humming a sleeping song in a daze. I slipped on a big shirt and ran out the door.
Along the lotus pond, there is a winding little cinder road. This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and it is lonely at night. There are many trees around the lotus pond, which is very sad. On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary. It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak.
I was the only one on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back. This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I love excitement and peace; Like to live in groups, like to be alone. Just like tonight, under this boundless moon, a person thinks about everything and thinks nothing, and feels like a free person. What must be done and said during the day can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone, and I will enjoy the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance.
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is the running water of the pulse (mi), which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; Light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played by Van Gogh Ling.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.
I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem. Lotus pickers are teenage girls, swinging boats and singing bright songs. Needless to say, there are many lotus pickers. It was a lively season and a romantic season. Emperor Liang Yuan put it well in "Lotus Picking Fu":
Therefore, the demon Yuan (yuán) is female, and she is willing to row; The snipe (y √) makes the first Xu Hui and passes the feather cup; Zhào can move, but algae can hang, and the ship can move and sail. Erqi slim waist bundle element, Yan Gubu; After the spring in long summer, the young leaves blossom early, and they are afraid to touch the petticoats when laughing, but afraid to tilt the boat when picking (jū).
It can be seen that there were wandering scenes at that time. This is really interesting, but unfortunately we are not happy now.
Later, I remembered, the sentence in "Xizhou Song":
Lotus is picked in autumn in Nantang, and the lotus is over the head; With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake.
If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the top"; There are only some shadows of running water. This makes me really miss Jiangnan. -think like this, suddenly look up and feel that it is already your own door; Gently pushed the door in, there was no sound, and my wife had slept for a long time.
New words: stubborn (wěng) graceful (ni o, nu ó) in the field, the wind makes the demon (yuán), the female snipe (y ū), the first promise (jū), the secluded pulse (mò).
Duan Zi: Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some are blooming gracefully, and some are blooming shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. Appreciation: There is no moon in this passage, but there are moons everywhere. Lotus leaves and lotus flowers all have strange brilliance in the dim moonlight. Compare the blooming and budding white flowers to "pearls" and "stars", and write the beauty of lotus from two aspects: color and brilliance. Write the continuous fragrance of lotus flowers, conveyed by the breeze, as if it were a song floating in the distance, intermittent and unpredictable. This feeling of elegance and remoteness can only be felt when you are alone on a moonlit night. For example, in noisy days, you will never feel this way. Lotus fragrance was originally an olfactory image, but the author compared it to "the faint singing on the far floor" and transformed it into an auditory image. This writing method of transforming one sensory image into another is called "synaesthesia" or "synaesthesia" in rhetoric. Using this rhetorical method, readers can be inspired to have a broader and deeper imagination and association, so as to understand the ideological content and artistic realm of the works from their own life experience and cultural accomplishment. The second paragraph: moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Appreciation: placing lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the moonlight background, the word "diarrhea" gives people a vivid feeling of milky white; A word "gone with the wind" shows the ethereal and gentle appearance of lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the moonlight. By describing the tranquility of leaves and flowers, the author sets off the hazy softness of moonlight.
Summary: The first part (1 to paragraph 3) describes the reasons for the night reward. With the words "I will enjoy the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance", I naturally transition to the description of the night scene in the second part (paragraphs 4 to 6), so that cicadas and frogs can break the silence, and then turn to the last part to write about the excitement of lotus picking in the Six Dynasties and the feelings of lotus picking in Jiangnan's hometown.
Central idea: Exposed the darkness of Chiang Kai-shek's rule and his patriotic enthusiasm for saving the country.
Reading experience: expressing true feelings with true feelings Many writers in the literary world deliberately pursue their works to reflect true feelings in order to write immortal works, but they often give people the suspicion of affectation when writing articles. Of course, there are many reasons for this situation, one of which is the lack of profound language skills, which leads to the resentment of unstable speech and the loss of true feelings. The article "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" can use accurate and appropriate language to express the author's "faint joy" caused by being in its beautiful scenery and the "faint sadness" brought by society that is hard to get rid of after all.