I was a stream of thoughts from Athena, so people took me away and added vitality to the world. I am happy and make people feel comfortable; I growled, people were afraid, and people were at a loss. Dandelion and the earth are lovers, and I am a carrier pigeon that conveys love between them: this one is extremely hot in his heart, and I will handle it; I went to comfort the sad man. My roar is a harbinger of a storm. The stillness of the tree symbolizes my departure. The fate of the earthly world is the same: I was born in all things and left silently. I flew over the grassland, and the endless grass in Qian Qian bowed to me. Once I see injustice, I immediately shout, punish those restless people and perpetrators, and let them apologize to me. In silence, I touched my broken heart with gentle hands. Comfort them. I am the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of all things and the masterpiece of nature. This is so similar to love: it is the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of everything and the masterpiece of nature.
2. Write an essay "Song of Rain" and a song of snow. I am a tear in the sky, falling into the cold heart of the air and turning into a butterfly. Flying butterfly is me, saying goodbye to my mother in the sky. At night, I fly quietly in the deserted street. The black night curtain is my background and the quiet moonlight is the only light that belongs to me. Although sometimes. Soon, only the moonlight shone on me again. I dance alone at night, nobody cares. In the early morning, accompanied by a ray of winter morning light, I heard a cheer and the children shouted happily. At this time, I am radiant. I was gathered by the children. Although I don't know what I have become, at least the children are happy because of me. I scatter myself in every corner of the earth, and I like white best. Much like the world in fairy tales. Although I hate leaving, I can only stay here for one winter. Spring is coming, and the sunshine in spring is too warm for me. I feel like I'm melting, which means my mission is over.
3. Is there a rain song that imitates Ji Bolun's 300 words or so? We are the silver thread from God; Nature catches us and uses us to beautify the mountains and rivers.
We are beautiful pearls, falling from the crown of the goddess Ashtar. Our daughter took us away in the morning and scattered us all over the world. I am crying, but the mountains are laughing; I fell, but the flowers held their heads high.
Dark clouds and the earth are lovers. I sympathize with them and deliver letters for them. I poured my heart into diluting this strong desire between them and comforting each other's traumatized souls.
Lightning heralds my arrival, and the rainbow in the sky declares my end. Life is like this, he starts at the foot of angry thunder and lightning, and then ends in the peaceful embrace of death.
I rose from the sea and soared on the wings of space. I walked down when I saw the beautiful garden. I kissed the flowers on the lips and hugged the branches.
When all was silent, I tapped the crystal glass on the window with my slender fingers, and the sound formed a song, which intoxicated my sentimental heart. The heat of the atmosphere gave birth to me, but I want to dispel this fiery atmosphere. Just like women, they always get the power to conquer them from men.
I am a sigh of the ocean, a tear of the sky and a smile of the earth. The same is true of love, which is a sigh in the ocean of feelings, a tear in the meditation sky, and a smile in my heart.
4. In the first person, imitate Ji Bolun's rain song title: Qiu Ge: We are the silver thread scattered by God from the sky; Nature catches us and uses us to beautify the mountains and rivers.
We are gorgeous pearls falling from the crown of the goddess Ashtar. Our daughter took us in the morning and scattered us all over the world. I am crying, but the mountains are laughing; I fell, but the flowers held their heads high.
Dark clouds and the earth are lovers. I sympathize with them and deliver letters for them. I poured it in, diluting one person's strong desire and soothing another person's broken heart.
Lightning heralded my arrival, and the rainbow in the sky announced the end of my journey. Life is like this, starting at the foot of angry thunder and lightning, and then ending in the arms of peaceful death.
I rose from the sea and soared on the wings of space. Seeing the beautiful garden, I went down to kiss the flowers on the lips and hug the branches.
When all was silent, I tapped the crystal glass on the window with my slender fingers, and the sound formed a song, which intoxicated my sentimental heart. The heat of the atmosphere gave birth to me, but I want to dispel this fiery atmosphere. Just like women, they always get the power to conquer them from men.
I am a sigh of the ocean, a tear of the sky and a smile of the earth. The same is true of love, which is a sigh in the ocean of feelings, a tear in the meditation sky, and a smile in my heart.
5. Imitate Ji Bolun's "Song of Rain" or "Song of Waves" and write an article entitled "Song of the Wind, the wind runs in space! No matter what words I use to praise you, I can't keep up with your galloping speed, your freedom and your changes.
I marvel at your bravery and lightness. You have traveled all over the world in an instant, and you have traveled all over the boundless ocean. Even Ferrari and satellites can't keep up with your speed.
When you are quiet, gently rub the leaves and walk in the most common and narrow place. Wind! You scream, you howl.
That's your own voice. You slip past us and whistle softly. That's your other voice.
Wind! Run as hard as you can Embrace life freely! Wind! In the context of the forest, you whisper, you say, how much I love life! Wind! In the vast desert, you raised your arms and shouted, you said, I want to eliminate all ugliness and ignorance! Wind! In the dark winter night, you cried in a low voice, and you said, I want to be wronged by the unfairness in this world and leave the last warmth to the weak! Wind! In the sultry summer, you sing, you say, I want to sing a happy song for busy people! If only I were the wind.
6. imitate the song of rain and the song of waves, and write a song of rainbow and plum blossom (prose poem)
I am a faithful watcher in winter, and also an emissary to convey the message of spring. Suffering experience is my precious wealth, and I understand that "the edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold." I silently accompanied the snow, calmly greeted the wind and rain, and quietly listened to the praises of the wheels running over the frozen soil. I am bathed in the first ray of sunshine at dawn, and the mist is my elegant veil. I stood in the lonely evening in Shan Ye, smiling with fragrance.
There is no warm pursuit of bees, no kisses from butterflies from time to time, and no intimate comfort from the spring breeze. However, I am not lonely at all. The literati's visit broke the iron hoof, and they cheered me with a lot of beautiful poems. Dan Qing's wonderful hand wandered back and forth, fascinated, and felt that "my family has distant relatives in the mountains." They described my beauty and let me enter the vision of ordinary people. Photographers pointed their cameras at me, made a name for me, blessed me and shouted for me. ...
I come from China, and I have visited all over the world as an envoy of friendship. I am seen all over the country, and I am a famous flower in everyone's heart. Peony is the best in the national flower selection. But I'm not jealous at all. I am a descendant of the Chinese people and a symbol of China. Song Zhulan and I are also called the Four Gentlemen. Because we have the same dream and pursuit. I despise cowardice, I hate hypocrisy, and I never want to go along with traitors, traitors and public enemies. I advocate beauty, I remain ordinary and I am more loyal. Jiang Jie is my incarnation. She sings.
I don't want the fertility of the land, and I don't want to have a comfortable dream in the warm spring breeze. I love the solid ground under my feet, and cold is my most reliable lover. I don't care about those accusations that only blossom without results. I have great expectations, and I have a warm fragrance. Although there is no fruitful ending, I have worked hard honestly and the process is brilliant, so I have no regrets.
7. Imitate Ji Bolun's Song of Rain and model essay:
Song of white clouds
I am the daughter of the sea and the earth. Mother Earth married me to the blue sky, and the glittering and translucent water drops were my dowry from father Ocean.
In the morning, I turned into a veil-like mist, sending shining dew to Mother Earth and washing away the dirt on her green hair; At night, I turned naughty into cool dew and wiped the dust off my skin for my mother who had worked hard all day. In warm spring, I am my mother's air freshener. On a hot summer day, I helped my father send a summer shower to my mother and all her children. When the air is crisp in autumn, it is my saddest time. I snuggle with the blue sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is the best interpretation of our love. In winter, I am a beautiful catkin, like a drunk floating from the air, rushing to the warm embrace of my parents with deep affection, expecting to become more pure and flawless again in the spring after winter.
Life is the same. There are four seasons, but things change. Spring rain, autumn frost, summer rain and winter snow are all my gorgeous dances and beautiful songs. This is my life. I am willing to go round and round for everything I love. In reincarnation, I will get eternal life!
Original text:
Song of rain
I am a bright silver thread. God sent me down from the sky and naturally took me to decorate Qianshan.
I am a bright pearl, scattered from the crown of the goddess Ashtar, so my daughter stole me in the morning to inlay the green fields.
I cry, but the mountains and rivers are happy; I fell, but the flowers and plants held their heads high, straightened up and smiled.
Clouds and fields are lovers, and I am the messenger between them: this one is thirsty, and I will quench it; I was lovesick, so I went to treat it.
Thunder rumbled like a sword, clearing the way for me; A rainbow hangs in the sky, announcing the end of my trip. The same is true of earthly life: it begins under the iron hoof of domineering material and ends in the embrace of silent death.
I rose from the lake and soared on the wings of the sun. As soon as I saw the beautiful garden, I fell down, kissed the lips of the flowers, embraced the green branches and leaves, and made the vegetation more moist and charming.
In the silence, I tapped the glass on the window with my slender fingers, so this tapping constituted a kind of music, which lit up those sensitive hearts.
The heat in the air made me born underground, and I in turn eliminated this heat. Just like a woman, she draws strength from a man and in turn uses this strength to conquer him.
I am a sigh of the sea, a tear in the sky and a smile in the field. How cool is this love? Is a sigh of boundless love, but also a kind of thought.
Thinking about the tears in the sky is a smile in the spiritual field.
8. Imitate prose poems, songs of rain, songs of waves and songs of white clouds.
I am the daughter of the sea and the earth. Mother Earth married me to the blue sky, and the glittering and translucent water drops were my dowry from father Ocean.
In the morning, I turned into a veil-like mist, sending shining dew to Mother Earth and washing away the dirt on her green hair; At night, I turned naughty into cool dew and wiped the dust off my skin for my mother who had worked hard all day. In warm spring, I am my mother's air freshener. On a hot summer day, I helped my father send a summer shower to my mother and all her children. When the air is crisp in autumn, it is my saddest time. I snuggle with the blue sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is the best interpretation of our love. In winter, I am a beautiful catkin, like a drunk floating from the air, rushing to the warm embrace of my parents with deep affection, expecting to become more pure and flawless again in the spring after winter.
Life is the same. There are four seasons, but things change. Spring rain, autumn frost, summer rain and winter snow are all my gorgeous dances and beautiful songs. This is my life. I am willing to go round and round for everything I love. What I get in the loop will be