Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene Song Sushi
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There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.
Spring river plumbing duck prophet.
Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground,
It is the time when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
Secondly,
Two people return to glory and want to break the group.
Yiyi still seems to have returned to the north.
Seen from a distance, the desert is covered with snow.
Stay in Jiangnan for half a month.
The Night Scene by Huichong River (also known as the Small Scene by Huichong River) is a poem written by Su Shi for Hui Chong's duck play in the eighth year of Yuanfeng (1085). Two original poems. Hui Chong was a famous painter and monk in Song Dynasty, which was one of the so-called "Nine Monks" by Ouyang Xiu. He is good at painting poems, especially geese, geese, egrets and small scenes. The night view of the riverside is his masterpiece. Su Shi painted early spring and February vividly with a few strokes.
2. What are the poems that describe the duckling's wet shore and the green duck playing Sina in spring?
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The breeze blew through the pastoral grass, making a sound, but it was quiet.
The loess road winds to the forest in the sky.
The duckling carries a small bag.
Standing at the end of the road, looking at this land.
It blinked and smiled.
Step by step, wild flowers dance with the wind, and a yellow leaf falls behind.
There are shallow ripples of joy in peace.
I can vaguely see the busy figure in the distance.
The duckling came up with her neck upturned.
Stumbling to the zero point one meter behind him.
Shout out!
There is a voice in the silence. Ducks miss you.
He patted its head lovingly and pointed to the pond in front of the house with a smile.
The duckling dreamed of a pond full of lotus flowers.
It swims around the pool excitedly and plays in the sunshine at the turn of summer and autumn.
From time to time, he looked at it casually like gentle sunshine.
It seems that they were together every second before.
The duckling sat on the grass slope and looked at the busy figure.
I want to say something, but I can't make a sound.
The breeze smoothed her hair and her heart was as clear as the sky.
Rest in peace.
Who knows what she is thinking?
The sun will set tomorrow, and the duckling will travel far again.
How to say goodbye to that casual figure with sentimental eyes?
It will go on calmly and resolutely.
I believe that one summer, it can follow him from now on.
The wind scattered the footprints.
The duckling casts a small shadow.
The shadow of flowers wavers like hugs and parting.
Don't let time erase the ducklings in the distance.
Home is where you are.
One day in midsummer, Mother Duck decided to take her ducklings for a walk. The ducklings flapped their wings with joy. In this way, under the guidance of the mother duck, the ducklings stood in a row, walked out of the house and waddled to Vancouver Street. Vancouver Street is really busy, people and cars are constantly flowing, and the ducklings are dazzled. Of course, in this bustling place, there are many sewers on the street. The two ducklings behind the mother duck are very naughty. Sometimes they jump around and look around, but they don't notice the sewer in front, so they fall rhythmically.
At that time, the mother duck in front had not found her child falling into the sewer. After a while, she felt that the back was a little out of place, so she turned around and saw two ducklings missing. Mother duck is not worried, but calms down. She led a group of ducklings to look for them in a roadside shop. One, two, three and four ducklings were still missing. When mother duck returns to the missing place. I found the footprints of two ducklings beside the sewer. But after crossing the sewer, the ducklings disappeared again. Then, the mother duck guesses for herself, will the ducklings fall into the sewer? It happened that there was a duck barking under the road, and mother duck affirmed her idea.
Mother duck came to the side of the road and found the policeman. Without saying anything, she bit the policeman's clothes with her flat mouth, pulled him to the sewer, made a rapid "croak" sound, and probed the sewer mouth with her toes. The patrolman seems to understand what this means. The patrolman squatted down and saw the heads of two ducklings in the water. The patrol immediately organized personnel, found the net bag and successfully fished out two ducklings.
The duckling is saved! Mother duck is very grateful to the policeman. She bent her neck and kept nodding to the patrolman, making all the ducklings make a "quack" thank you. After a while, mother duck started their journey again with a group of ducklings.
4. A flock of wild ducks are dark and bright on the water, and their feathers float like clusters of garlands in the afterglow of the sunset.
These wild ducks have golden green heads, sparkling eyes and a circle of gray feathers around their necks, just like every wild duck wears a pearl collar.
Wild ducks float leisurely, fall into the bottom of the water for a while, and stand on the waves for a while, like children on swings.
There are several wild ducks cruising on the lake in the distance, just like a small warship controlled by radio, which is heroic and magnificent.
White ducks swam leisurely towards us, some combing their feathers with their mouths and some drinking water.
The duck began to swing its fat body and made steady progress.
Ducks with white clouds are floating on the water and floating over.
Several white ducks paddle green water and sway like model boats.
Duck after duck, flock after flock, flock after flock. Like sheep in the north, like white clouds on the ground. Swinging around, flying high, crowded, very much in love, oh, oh, you can hear it everywhere.
Two ducks stood side by side, their full bellies protruding from their chests, licking their feathers from time to time. When the goose saw people coming in, it was probably to show off its majesty. It straightened its high neck and croaked sideways, looking ecstatic.
Little ducks are very interesting when they eat. Because the duckling's neck is long, because it swallows the food in its mouth, it is necessary to chew two or three bites of food first, then hold its head high and crush the food, and then slowly swallow the food in its mouth into its stomach. When the ducklings are full, their bellies are much bigger and rounder than before, just like there is a big glutinous rice ball in their bellies, and sometimes their bellies are full.
I raised two ducklings when I was five or six years old. They are very cute, with a long neck, a flat mouth, two nostrils the size of sand, and a pair of small orange flippers under their stomachs. Their feathers are light yellow, which makes them feel very comfortable and soft.
The duckling will go swimming when she is full. Ducklings are born to swim. Although it is small, it swims fast. "China! Hey! " In a few minutes, it can turn ten times in my big water tank. The duckling likes playing with water very much. When playing with water, it often likes to bury its head in the water and look up and down. Its feathers never get wet. That's because the feathers of ducks are oily. As long as there is water on them, they will slide down quickly.
The duckling is really cute. They are covered with yellow flowers. When they are put on the ground, they stumble and greet each other, always in the same place. By the time frogs croak everywhere, the duckling has grown up, with two white flowers and no more howling.
The duckling is cute, Darkmouth, furry, like a mass of yellow silk velvet thrown on the grass, or floating on the pool surface of still water, although it is also chirping, it is not annoying; But it's different when you grow up. It seems that I always look at the world with proud eyes, my long mouth is stretched out, I always maintain the correct posture, I swing my fat body when I walk, and I always walk with measured steps, as if I were a well-read person.
Duck Prophet of Spring River Plumbing. Just as the snow and ice in the clarified pond began to melt, flocks of ducks plopped into the water, bringing spring information to the fish, grass and willow trees on the shore.
How beautiful these wild ducks are! They all have golden green heads, sparkling eyes and a circle of gray feathers around their necks, just like every wild duck wears a string of pearls. Their feathers are also unique, as if each one is shining.
I hope it helps you. Good words can be found in the good sentences I give you.
5. There are poems about spring by Yan, Liu and Ya, and the poems about spring by Yan, Liu and Ya should be a spring outing in Qiantang Lake. Spring Tour in Qiantang is a famous seven-character poem written by Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty, describing the West Lake. By describing the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in early spring, this poem expresses the author's joy in visiting the lake in early spring and his love for the scenery of Qiantang River, as well as his love for the beauty of nature.
Especially in the middle four sentences, the description of the scenery seen in the spring outing of the West Lake is meticulous, vivid and affectionate, which accurately and vividly shows the lively interest and elegant leisure of natural things. The whole poem is rigorous in structure, natural in connection, accurate in antithesis, simple in language, accurate in words and fresh in rhythm, and has become a famous sentence chanting the West Lake in previous dynasties.
This poem is like a short and pithy travel note, from Gushan and Jiading to Hudong and Bai Causeway. Along the way, in the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains, green mountains and green waters, the poet feasted his eyes, sang and danced, and was intoxicated by the birds and flowers. Finally, he reluctantly left along the white sand embankment under the shade of willows. My ears are still echoing the hymns of spring played by all things, and beautiful poems full of the interest of natural integration flow in my heart involuntarily.
One day in midsummer, Mother Duck decided to take her ducklings for a walk. The ducklings flapped their wings with joy. In this way, under the guidance of the mother duck, the ducklings stood in a row, walked out of the house and waddled to Vancouver Street. Vancouver Street is really busy, with endless flow of people and traffic, and the ducklings are dazzled. Of course, in this bustling place, there are many sewers on the street. The two ducklings behind the mother duck are very naughty. Sometimes they jump around and look around, but they don't notice the sewer in front, so they fall rhythmically. At this time, the mother duck in front hasn't found her baby falling into the sewer. After a while, the mother duck felt that the back was a little out of place, so she turned around and saw two ducklings missing. The mother duck is in no hurry. He calmed down instead. He led a group of ducklings to look for one, two, three and four in the roadside shop, but they still couldn't find the two missing ducklings. Mother duck went back to the missing place and observed carefully, and found the footprints of two ducklings by the sewer. But after crossing the sewer, the duckling disappeared. So mother duck speculated that she would fall into the sewer. It happened that there was a duck barking under the road, and mother duck affirmed her idea. Mother duck came to the side of the road and found the police. Without saying a word, she bit the policeman's clothes with her flat mouth, dragged him to the sewer, made an eager "ga ga" sound, and probed the sewer with her toes. The police seem to understand what this means. The policeman bent down and saw the heads of two ducklings in the water. The police immediately organized personnel. Mother duck is very grateful to the policeman. She bent her neck and kept nodding to the patrolman, making all the ducklings make a "quack" thank you. After a while, mother duck started their journey again with a group of ducklings.