The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears.
Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air.
Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes.
At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. By the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas, and farmers working in the fields, wearing clothes and hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing. Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.
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Spring is the work of modern essayist Zhu Ziqing. Spring is Zhu Ziqing's famous prose. The first edition was published in July, 1933, and it has been selected by China middle school Chinese textbooks for a long time.
In fact, this poem Ode to Spring is full of the writer's thoughts and feelings in a specific period. His pursuit of life and personality shows the traditional cultural accumulation in the writer's bones and his yearning for the realm of freedom.
Throughout the whole article, Spring clearly shows the fresh pastoral style and cheerful artistic conception. It is a hymn, singing the beautiful melody of spring; It was a passionate poem, expressing hope and nostalgia for spring; This is a beautiful picture that shows the breath and charm of spring.
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Zhu Ziqing's Spring
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching. Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed. The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing. "Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time. Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, and there is plenty of time and hope. Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing. Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward. Extended information 1. Creation background The creation time of this article is about 1933. At this time, the author Zhu Ziqing had just returned from roaming in Europe, had a happy marriage with Ms. Chen Zhuyin, and then had children. At the same time, he served as the head of the literature department in China, Tsinghua University. His life is full of beautiful things. Second, the writing characteristics Zhu Ziqing's prose "Spring" is full of endless poems and endless paintings. He integrated the "emotion" of personality beauty with the "scenery" of natural beauty, and created an artistic realm of blending emotion with scenery and scenery. In this essay with only 30 sentences, Zhu. More than twenty rhetorical devices have been used. The work runs through the whole article with "spring" and consists of three parts: painting spring and praising spring, which are in-depth and interlocking. The author uses figures of speech as the "pigment" of spring and vividly depicts the colorful picture of early spring. The three figurative sentences at the end constitute the rhetoric of parallelism. With three concrete metaphors, the author eulogizes spring step by step, making his works magnificent and enriching the whole spring scene. The author also wants to prove that spring is fresh, beautiful, cheerful and has strong vitality. The work ends with these three visualized sentences, which are concise, lively and expressive. Spring clearly shows the fresh pastoral style and cheerful artistic conception. This is a hymn that sings the beautiful melody of spring. Iii. Author's brief introduction Zhu Ziqing (1898165438+1October 22-1948 August 12), formerly known as Huazi, Qiushi, later renamed Ziqing, with conditions attached. China modern essayist, poet, scholar and democracy fighter. Originally from Shaoxing, Zhejiang Province, I was born in Donghai County, Jiangsu Province (now Pingming Town, Donghai County, Lianyungang City), and later settled in Yangzhou with my grandfather and father, calling myself "I am from Yangzhou". 19 16 graduated from middle school and successfully entered Peking university preparatory college. Poetry published in 19 19. 1928 published the first collection of essays "The Back". 1in July, 932, he served as the head of the literature department of China, Tsinghua University. 1934, published in Europe and London. 1935 published a collection of essays, You and Me. 1948 August 12 died of stomach perforation in Beiping at the age of 50. The theme of Zhu Ziqing's prose is mainly manifested in five aspects: first, expressing ambition and meaning; Second, visit the victory tour; Third, the book is lyrical; Fourth, realize the world; Fifth, blame the current shortcomings. Baidu encyclopedia-spring
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"Spring" Author: Zhu Ziqing is looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching. Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed. The tender green grass crawled out of the ground. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you. They are all full of flowers. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like stars, still blinking. "Blow your face and chill the breeze" is good, like a mother's hand touching you. There is a smell of newly dug soil in the wind, mixed with the smell of grass and various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Call friends to show off her crisp voice and sing tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water. The shepherd boy's piccolo on the cow's back rang all day at this time. Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring", which has just begun, some are kung fu and some are hope. Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing. Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward. The extended material Spring is the work of modern essayist Zhu Ziqing. Spring is Zhu Ziqing's famous prose. The first edition was published in July, 1933, and it has been selected by China middle school Chinese textbooks for a long time. In fact, this poem Ode to Spring is full of the writer's thoughts and feelings in a specific period. His pursuit of life and personality shows the traditional cultural accumulation in the writer's bones and his yearning for the realm of freedom. After 1927, Zhu Ziqing has been searching for and creating an ideal world in the depths of his soul-the world of dreams, which is used to place his "rather restless" boxing heart, resist external interference, make himself "independent" in claustrophobic study, and achieve his academic achievements. Spring describes and eulogizes a lush spring, but it is a vivid portrayal of Zhu Ziqing's inner world. References:
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Zhu Ziqing's Spring is looking forward to it, looking forward to it. The east wind is coming and the pace of spring is approaching. Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed. The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, wade, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, and hide and seek a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. The flowers are sweet. When I close my eyes, the trees seem to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing. "Blowing your face is not cold." It's good that your mother's hand touches you. The wind brings some new earthy smells, mixed with the smell of grass, and various flowers are brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time. Rain is the most common, lasting for two or three days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Going to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people are walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax your muscles, cheer up and do your duty. "A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, and there is plenty of time and hope. Spring is like a newborn doll. Its feet are new from the beginning, and it is growing. Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.