First of all, I heard its voice, from the distant mountains and mountains, from the high hillside-
Sand, sand, sand ...
Like a song without words, it magically rises from all directions and gradually becomes clear and loud, from far and near, from far and near. ...
In the sound of rain, every rock, every leaf and every clump of green grass in the mountain has become a wonderful piano key. The fluttering rain is countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing one elegant ditty after another, and each note is full of fantastic colors.
The rain changed the color of the mountain forest. In the sun, the color levels of the mountain forest are almost unrecognizable, from dark green to emerald green, from light green to golden yellow, and then to red like fire. In the rain, all the colors melt in the dripping green, dazzling and transparent. This fresh green seems to flow in the rain and fog, into my eyes and into my heart.
The green in the rain is difficult to adjust on the painter's palette, but as long as you have seen the dripping green, it will be unforgettable.
I don't know when the rain stopped quietly. The wind held its breath and suddenly became very quiet in the mountains. In the distance, an unknown bird began to crow, as if to pour out the joy after bathing. Not far away, the rain beads condensed on the leaves are still dripping down, dripping into the small puddle on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound-ding-winter-ding-winter. ...
It's like the aftertaste of Shan Yu.
[Edit this paragraph] Overall impression
Zhao Zhu.
This is a lyrical prose with both literariness and beauty. With unique feelings, magical imagination and association, and fresh writing style, the author shows readers a colorful landscape of mountains and rivers, and between the lines is filled with the author's deep love for Shan Yu and nature. The text is written in the order of rain, rain and rain. The language is vivid, and the author is good at exerting reasonable and novel imagination and association through vision and hearing, and using rhetorical devices such as metaphor and personification to describe the characteristics of Shan Yu.
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Zhao was born in 195 1, Han nationality.
Young essayist, democratic progressive party member. A native of Chongming County, Shanghai. 1968 graduated from high school, went back to my hometown to jump the queue, and worked as a carpenter, postman, teacher and county official. 65438-0978 was admitted to the Chinese Department of East China Normal University and began to write poems and essays. After graduating from college, he became the editor of Germination magazine. 1987 Zhao was hired as a professional writer of Shanghai Writers Association. Member of Chinese Writers Association. He used to be the vice chairman of Shanghai Youth Federation and a member of China People's Political Consultative Conference. Now he is the vice chairman of Shanghai Writers Association.
He is the author of essays such as Grass of Life, Venus by the Sea, Walking, Human Love, Soul of Poetry, Selected Proses of Zhao, Notes of Islanders, Charm of Life, Poems Coral, Silent Holly and Lyrics15/kloc. His works won dozens of awards, and Soul of Poetry won the National Excellent Prose Collection Award in the New Period. In the early 1980s, Zhao, who has now become a member of the Chinese Writers Association, wrote an essay entitled "The Soul of Poetry", telling the story of him and "Selected Lyric Poems of Pushkin", expressing his nostalgia for the poet and his complicated feelings for that gloomy era. Berren, a sinologist in the former Soviet Union and editor-in-chief of Moscow Publishing House, translated this short article into Russian and introduced it to Russian readers. After the publication of the prose collection Soul of Poetry, it won the China Excellent Prose Collection Award in the New Period. The group poem "China, My Dear Motherland" formed a symphony choir and won the "Five Ones" Project Award in Publicity Department of the Communist Party of China.
Zhao: Books are friends forever.
According to common sense, professional writers make a living by writing. However, Zhao, a member of the 7th Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference Committee, vice chairman of the Shanghai Writers Association and a famous contemporary essayist, has written more than 40 literary monographs such as prose, poetry and reportage, and his works have won various literary awards at home and abroad for dozens of times. However, for himself, he has always felt that "writing is still an amateur". He said, "If I have any major, I must study." . In the preface of the newly published book Zhao Reading Essays, Zhao once again declared that "the greatest benefit and happiness is reading"
Zhao, a Shanghainese, has been a bookworm since he was a child. He never cares about the time and place when he studies. "As long as you pick up an interesting book, you can get lost in it and forget everything." Zhao often walks to read, eat, sleep and go to the toilet. From comic books, fairy tales and myths, to The Journey to the West, Romance of the Gods, Water Margin, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and History of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, to 300 Tang Poems, Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, Notes from Yuewei Caotang and A Dream of Red Mansions, Zhao Zong thinks that "these books are much more interesting than the history of textbooks".
From the senior grade of primary school to middle school, Zhao began to contact China modern literature and foreign literature. No matter what books he gets, he usually reads Lu Xun, Mao Dun, Ba Jin and Bing Xin, and also reads some foreign literary masterpieces borrowed from the library by senior three, such as Anna karenin, Don Quixote and Resurrection, War and Peace, Les Miserables, and The Life and Death of Monte Cristo. In particular, Zhao found a new collection of poems published by a publishing house in a second-hand bookstore in Shanghai, which made him even more excited. This new collection of poems contains all Pushkin's poems, translated by Cha Liang Zheng and published in 1955. They became Zhao's favorite books in middle school. It can be said that Zhao wrote poems later, which had a lot to do with reading these poems. Zhao cherishes these books. In order to reduce wear and tear, he carefully wrapped the covers with transparent paper, but they were still worn by Zhao. Zhao later recalled that at that time, "I read too much, gulped down dates and read without any rules." However, it is this kind of reading that broadens my horizons, increases my knowledge and makes me deeply fall in love with literature. "
After graduating from high school, Zhao left Shanghai and went to Chongming Island to "settle in line". Among the few printed materials in his humble schoolbag is a book called Weeds. In reality, many novels are often fresh when they are read for the first time, but dull when they are read for the second time. A book like Weeds can make Zhao Lihong "read it again and again", because reading such a book "can make you relive it again and again and always taste a new charm." Zhao thought at that time, "if Mr. Lu Xun didn't have that thick dozen books, but only a thin" Wild Grass ",he would also be a great writer."
In the long years of "jumping the queue to settle down" in the countryside, Zhao Lihong "once felt lonely and helpless, and his future was bleak", but it was the books that Zhao lived with day and night that changed his outlook on life. Under an erratic oil lamp, it was the book that accompanied him "through many warm and happy times" and made him "gradually enrich and enrich", and it was also the book that "helped him choose his life goal".
/kloc-resumed the college entrance examination in 0/977, and Chair Zhao was admitted to the Chinese Department of East China Normal University with excellent results. In the university library, there are many good books for Zhao to choose from, just like Flowers and Plants in Spring. 198 1 year Zhao went to work in MengMeng after graduation. At that time, Zhao lived in Pudong, and it took a long time to go to work in the city by bus through the Huangpu River tunnel every day. Because "the time in the car is particularly difficult", Zhao holds a good book every day and turns the difficult time into a happy moment. On the bus, Zhao can always concentrate on reading, and no noise can disturb his mood. Even if someone pushes him or pushes him, he is ignorant, because he is "hiding in a book for a pleasant trip."
He has written essays such as Grass of Life, Love on Earth, Mystery of Maya, Notes of Islanders, Selected Prose of Zhao, Arts and Crafts, Charm of Life, Noise and Quiet, Ring of Death, In the Desert of Years, Reading is Eternal, and Dance of Aestheticism. The collection of prose "Soul of Poetry" won the China Excellent Prose Collection Award in the new period, and the Shadow of the sundial won the first "Bing Xin Prose Award". Many prose works have been selected into Chinese textbooks for universities, middle schools and primary schools in China, Hong Kong, Singapore and Canada, which have a wide influence on readers. Among them, articles such as "Shan Yu" were selected into primary school Chinese textbooks.
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Short hats avoid branches, and it is suitable for outdoor weather at the beginning of cold weather.
Dark clouds were gathering, and Shan Yu came and went.
Immediately, the towel was wet, and the melon beans at the edge of the village were also covered.
The new sunny day is full of mountains and peaks, and the Wandao Waterfall in Qi Fei is another wonder.
Rain, as a natural phenomenon, can be divided into spring rain, summer rain, autumn rain, winter rain, Mao Mao rain, rainstorm, thunderstorm, shower, and rain falling on plains, mountains, rivers and lakes. The rain scene is both natural and often strange. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, most poets like rain as poetry, and they have written many masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. Such as: "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently "(Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty)," A black wind blows the sea, and the rain clears over Jiang Lai in eastern Zhejiang "(A rainstorm in Youmeitang by Su Shi in the Song Dynasty), etc., are all well-known rain-chanting sentences.
Structurally, Shan Yu is closely related to the poem "Shan Yu", which is written in the order of before rain, in rain and after rain. The first two sentences are about the scene before the rain. The key point is that the poet wears a round rain hat woven by bamboo strips on his head, wandering in the cool forest of Shan Ye in early autumn, dodging branches from time to time, revealing such a message between the lines: The autumn is crisp and the traveler is also relaxed and happy. The middle four sentences are translated into scenery in the rain. The sentence "Clouds gather everywhere" is a link between the preceding and the following, from it doesn't rain to it rains. The sentence "Shan Yu" begins with Shan Yu. The word "suddenly" clearly states the characteristics of Shan Yu's sudden arrival, followed by the word "people don't know", which further highlights this characteristic. The sentence "Immediately" continues to describe the scenery in the rain, and it is completely in line with the characteristics of Shan Yu in autumn. The last two sentences describe the scene after the rain, highlighting that after the rain stops, the peaks reappear in green, and there are ten thousand waterfalls in Qi Fei between Shan Ye. Its scenery description and scenery transformation are natural, which have their own characteristics with Weng's poems.
Shan Yu's description of Shan Yu is a combination of positive description and profile description. Yunxi is a positive description of Yunxi and Shan Yu. The sentence of "immediately" is written that the rain wet the poet's clothes and towels and the melon and bean branches and leaves at the edge of the village, which can also be understood as giving priority to positive description. The sentence "Xin Qing" is mainly a profile description. All the New Sunny Days are Blooming and Ten Thousand Waterfalls Qi Fei were given by Shan Yu. Shan Yu's baptism makes the peaks greener after a rainy day, while Shan Yu's injection makes Shan Ye Waterfall Qi Fei. Visible, write after a storm comes a calm, Qingfeng reappears, Shan Ye ten thousand waterfalls Qi Fei, this is written from the side of Shan Yu. The words "Fang" and "Fei" in the poem are exquisitely written, which makes the picture move and come alive, especially the sentence "Ten thousand waterfalls are another wonder", which is vividly described from the side.
Shan Yu is more emotional, and the poet wrote this poem as a mountaineer and a personal experience of Shan Yu. Their feelings also change with the description of the scenery before, during and after the rain. The poet's wild and relaxed before the rain can be felt from the word "escape". In the rain, he "immediately wet his clothes and towels" and euphemistically expressed his love for the rain. After the rain, witnessing the reappearance of Qingfeng Mountain and the wonders of Qi Fei with ten thousand waterfalls, the poet expressed his mind directly, using the word "strange", which not only stated the wonder of the mountain scenery after the rain, but also expressed the poet's surprise. The whole poem combines the direct expression of the soul with the lyric of borrowing scenery, and expresses the poet's feelings incisively and vividly.
Grass of Life, Love on Earth, Mystery of Maya, Notes of Islanders, Selected Prose of Zhao, Arts and Crafts, Charm of Life, Noise and Quiet, Ring of Death, In the Desert of Years, Reading is Eternal, Dance of Aestheticism, Sunset.
Mountain Rain
Author: Weng Juan Year: Song Genre: Four Musts.
It was white all night, without clouds or thunder.
Pingming suddenly saw a stream running and knew that it was raining from another mountain.
The first two sentences describe the scene before the rain: all night, the stars and the moon meet, the forest is full of green light, there is no cloud and no thunder, and the weather is fine. Pave the way for the surprise of the author's last two sentences. The profile description is adopted in the description technique, and the characteristics of Shan Yu are written through the description of the scenery before and after the rain. Lyricism expresses the poet's wonder at Shan Yu's miracle.
[Edit this paragraph] Shan Yu is lyrical.
Chen Jiankuan
Going to the countryside for a holiday coincides with the high temperature period, but the climate in the countryside is as warm as spring, as if yesterday's spring was still here, and it was too late to go home.
After the summer vacation comes every year, I feel reluctant to part with the mild climate in the countryside. Occasionally, I always meet green mountains and green waters in the country.
I like to walk in the birch forest and watch the countryside in the afternoon at the ancient ruins on the top of the mountain: faint thin clouds go around and cover the hill in front of me with gauze; The crisp birdsong at the bottom of the ravine resounded through the empty mountain; Houses of different sizes beside the paddy fields at the foot of the mountain have grown up in the sun, reflecting the paddy fields and shining with charming light. This situation makes people feel as if they are not on the earth. ...
Just as I was deep in thought, in an instant, the distant mountains suddenly became dark, the clouds became dark, the fog became dark, and the birds disappeared. Gradually, the whole mountain village was covered with a layer of gray cloth.
Unconsciously, wings flashed in the air, and countless dragonflies suddenly occupied the whole mountain; Hundreds of dragonflies, perhaps thousands of dragonflies, are flying in the air, spinning and shuttling in the dim sunshine, as if performing a grand and gorgeous dance, and everything is bright and magnificent!
This is an omen before the arrival of Shan Yu!
After a while, the mountains in the distance turned black. Dead leaves at the foot began to fly, colorful leaves filled the whole sky, and the countryside suddenly became a colorful world. Then, thunder and lightning, like the cry on the ancient battlefield, was earth-shattering. I had to hide in the house and look out the window, silently waiting for the arrival of this crazy Shan Yu.
In the distance, Montenegro gradually turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, that is, Shan Yu! From far to near.
Shan Yu, mixed with deep footsteps, came step by step from the distant mountain in the west, through the Woods, across the mountain stream and across the rice fields, and came to the old house where I was standing.
Huge rain, like thousands of silver pillars, fell from the sky and fell straight on the grass, fields and mountains ... Heavy raindrops hit the hard valley flat, and the raindrops rolled like pearls, shining and dazzling. The raindrops jumped into the window lattice with the wind and hit the face. Cold raindrops make people get pimples all over. ...
Seeing such a big scene, I was silent and waited with peace of mind. I think: This is the most spectacular Shan Yu since the summer in the countryside, but it's a pity that I'm the only one who saw it!
Shan Yu is rushing, huge, fierce and fast, which I can't see in the flat city where I live. In front of Shan Yu in the countryside, we look so small and humble that we can only sigh, scream and walk by the window!
The sudden arrival of Shan Yu made me feel the original breath of nature.
Shan Yu only stayed for an hour. This is a Shan Yu full of rural natural beauty, simple, simple and true.
With the coolness of my whole body and the smell of earth on the mountain road after the rain, I walked down the mountain gently, and the mountain wind blew my cheek. The mountain breeze is gentle and speechless, passing through with a cool fragrance. The red of hibiscus, the white of magnolia and the green of birch forest are also fluttering with the mountain wind.
In the slight breeze, I feel that my body and mind have entered a clear realm. ...
This hard-won Shan Yu is refreshing and refreshing!
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sound of rain
Lihong Zhao
Rain, echoing in my ears all night ...
They are countless fingers reaching down from the sky and touching the dark earth. In the sound of falling and singing, I silently listened to their contact with the earth.
They patted the roof of my hut softly: the thatched grass sucked the rain, and before the rain beads made a crisp sound on the roof, the soft grass had sucked them dry, leaving only a slight hiss in the night, just like a low sigh. ...
They landed on the leaves outside the window, making a crackling sound, like many people clapping in the distance, clapping one after another. This is not warm applause, but gentle and restrained, and it seems to be driven by an invisible force and keeps going. What is worth applauding on this lonely cold night?
They fell into the river with a crisp rustle. This is the kiss of water and water, crystal clear, and the passion of heaven and earth permeates this inextricably linked handover. ...
They are knocking on my doors and windows, too. This irregular voice seems to have been whispering to me: Hey, what are you doing under the eaves? Walking into the rain, we will wash away your physical and mental fatigue. You come out.
Suddenly, they came into my house. At first, it was on the ground, making "tick" and "tick" sounds, just like a trumpet in a symphony. It's my roof that leaks rain. The rain soaked the thatch on the roof and penetrated into the house. Soon, this crisp "tick" sound reached the table beside my bed, turned into a heavy "tick" sound, and then reached the top of my mosquito net, turned into a dull "poop-poop" sound ... Next, it should extend to my bedding, body and face.
I don't want to stop them from visiting or entering. Let them go, let the sound in this room blend with thousands of sounds between heaven and earth outside, let me become a part of the rain and moisten myself and the world at the same time. ...