Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Meng Jiao
Physical load: Yuefu
Content:-
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Poetic:
The kind mother has a needle and thread in her hand.
In order to make new clothes for children who travel far away.
Before she left, she was busy sewing.
It's really worrying that the child will never come back.
Who can say a little grass-like filial piety,
Can you repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui?
Comments:
This is an ode to maternal love. This poem eulogizes the great beauty of human nature-maternal love.
In the first two sentences of the poem, the person written is mother and son, and the thing written is thread and clothes, but it is pointed out that mother and son depend on each other.
The flesh-and-blood love of life. The two sentences in the middle focus on the actions and attitudes of loving the mother, showing the deep commitment of the mother to her son.
Love. Although there are no words and no tears, it is full of pure love, which is exciting and makes people cry. The last two sentences are the first.
The sublimation of the four sentences, with the metaphor of popular images, entrusted the enthusiasm of the childlike love and the motherly love like spring.
How can you repay your children in case?
There is no flowery rhetoric or clever carving in the whole poem, and it is full of richness in the fresh, smooth and plain language.
Rich and mellow poetry, sincere and sincere, has touched the heartstrings of many readers for thousands of years and caused thousands of wanderers to sing.
There are many ways to rewrite, generally the following:
1, write poetry as prose. This is the most common form of rewriting. To hold this form of training, we should carefully read the original text, carefully imitate the theme, thought, plot and characters of the poem, accurately control and grasp the basic content. Then, according to your own feelings, imagine making a topic from scratch and determining the key content to be expressed in rewriting. Finally, make a paragraph outline.
Second, change the narrative person. Generally, it refers to changing the first person to the third person, or changing the third person to the first person. We should read the original text carefully and try to change this person, not the content.
Third, change the order of the articles. Is to change the order to flashback or flashback to order. The main content and person in the middle remain unchanged. Before rewriting, read the original text carefully, master its content, and see what order the original text was written, and then rewrite it. If you rewrite it in order, the result will be put behind. If it's a flashback, put the result first.
Fourth, change the way the article is expressed. For example, change the narrative form into the dialogue form.
Fifth, change the language of the article. For example, changing ancient Chinese into modern Chinese.
Wandering songs rewrite modern literature;
The north wind blew mercilessly, blowing all over the city and into a shabby little room at the foot of the mountain.
The windows of the house were covered with rags and kept flying by the north wind. There is an inconspicuous table in the room with an oil lamp in the center. The seedlings in the oil lamp are beating gently, as if trying to illuminate the people in the room. At the table sat a wrinkled mother in her sixties. The mother is wearing her son's clothes on her legs. I saw my mother take out a needle and thread from the basket, holding a needle in one hand and a thread in the other, frowning and squinting. I want to put the thread on as soon as possible, but I can't get it in. After hesitating for a while, the mother kindly said to her son who was studying meticulously, "Son, help her to thread the needle." The son took the needle and thread from his mother and put it on quickly. Mother said to herself, "It's no use doing anything when you are old ..."
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the mother continues to sew clothes for her son. The mother stopped, stood up, slapped her sore back, poured a glass of water, and said to her son, "Son, it's late at night and it's cold. Drink some water to warm up." The son took the water and gulped it down. Suddenly, my son felt a warm current flowing all over his body.
The wind in winter is biting cold and heartless, but my son feels as warm as the sunshine in spring and as gentle as the spring breeze. My son has been thinking: if maternal love is the great sun, then I am not the grass growing on the grass? Grass can't live without sunshine, and I can't live without maternal love. I can never repay my mother's kindness.
It's a little long, but it's all important. You can abbreviate a part. Good luck. . .