It's been a whole year, and this bloody war still makes me unable to adapt. Fear, nausea, sadness, anxiety, all kinds of emotions torment me.
The ancients often said that it is happy and glorious to fight for the defence of our country. What I see, however, is the bleak sky, full of color and sadness, and the gray face distorted by fear.
Where is happiness and glory? The endless war has caused a lot of loss of life. I don't know when this evil day will be over! Eat Osmunda japonica every day and watch them grow day by day, and the early buds become the last dead leaves.
Maybe one day, even this last thing has been eaten? ! I am too tired to eat and sleep every day. Sometimes, looking up at the sky and the night is as quiet as water, I will think of my hometown.
Is my family praying for my early return to the bright moon? Full of trauma has made my mouth speechless, only a deep sigh. Who can soothe my pain? The flowers in Tang Di are still in full bloom. The gorgeous flowers add a little bright color to this gray battlefield, but it makes people feel unspeakable desolation.
A horse chariot is like a fish suit. In the face of this well-trained army, I should be proud and have no complaints.
With such a powerful army, our country should be at peace. However, standing on the blood and bodies of my companions, how can I not be sad or panic! Maybe one day, I will become a cold corpse and be buried by the yellow sand of the years.
But I am a person, and I must shoulder the responsibility of defending the vast land of China to which I am attached. I was wearing a military uniform, listening to Ma Si's screams and the wind whistling.
The spear in my hand pierced the enemy's chest again and again, and the warm blood dyed my whole body red. In a trance, I seem to see nothing, and my ears are silent, leaving only the crimson sky, like sunset glow, like pink stillness-the enemy's sword pierced my body and stripped my soul a little.
No pain, no tears ... Suddenly, I drifted back to my hometown. The past Yi Yi Liu Yang has long since ceased to exist.
Now, I am greeted by endless snow and endless loneliness. Snow passed through my clear body and turned into a wisp of smoke-no, I have no body.
Now I am just a wandering soul attached to the world. I went back to the place where I had appeared countless times in my dream.
There, my family is still expecting my return, but I don't know, I am standing beside them. I reached out to touch my wife's beautiful and haggard face, but I went straight through her body.
I tried to call her name, but I found that there was no sound. Tears slid silently across my cheeks, without temperature.
We are close at hand, but far away. Leave slowly, turn around silently, stare at the haunting home, feel inexplicably sad in my heart, and my steps are too slow to move.
But I have to go. My family and I have long been separated by yin and yang, and staying here can only increase sadness. What awaits me ahead will be the next reincarnation.
2. Death and killing in the 500-word rewriting of The Book of Songs always make me feel scared.
It's been a whole year, and this bloody war still makes me unable to adapt. Fear, nausea, sadness, anxiety, all kinds of emotions torment me.
The ancients often said that it is happy and glorious to fight for the defence of our country. What I see, however, is the bleak sky, full of color and sadness, and the gray face distorted by fear.
Where is happiness and glory? The endless war has caused a lot of loss of life. I don't know when this evil day will be over! Eat Osmunda japonica every day and watch them grow day by day, and the early buds become the last dead leaves.
Maybe one day, even this last thing has been eaten? ! I am too tired to eat and sleep every day. Sometimes, looking up at the sky and the night is as quiet as water, I will think of my hometown.
Is my family praying for my early return to the bright moon? Full of trauma has made my mouth speechless, only a deep sigh. Who can soothe my pain? The flowers in Tang Di are still in full bloom. The gorgeous flowers add a little bright color to this gray battlefield, but it makes people feel unspeakable desolation.
A horse chariot is like a fish suit. In the face of this well-trained army, I should be proud and have no complaints.
With such a powerful army, our country should be at peace. However, standing on the blood and bodies of my companions, how can I not be sad or panic! Maybe one day, I will become a cold corpse and be buried by the yellow sand of the years.
But I am a person, and I must shoulder the responsibility of defending the vast land of China to which I am attached. I was wearing a military uniform, listening to Ma Si's screams and the wind whistling.
The spear in my hand pierced the enemy's chest again and again, and the warm blood dyed my whole body red. In a trance, I seem to see nothing, and my ears are silent, leaving only the crimson sky, like sunset glow, like pink stillness-the enemy's sword pierced my body and stripped my soul a little.
No pain, no tears ... Suddenly, I drifted back to my hometown. The past Yi Yi Liu Yang has long since ceased to exist.
Now, I am greeted by endless snow and endless loneliness. Snow passed through my clear body and turned into a wisp of smoke-no, I have no body.
Now I am just a wandering soul attached to the world. I went back to the place where I had appeared countless times in my dream.
There, my family is still expecting my return, but I don't know, I am standing beside them. I reached out to touch my wife's beautiful and haggard face, but I went straight through her body.
I tried to call her name, but I found that there was no sound. Tears slid silently across my cheeks, without temperature.
We are close at hand, but far away. Leave slowly, turn around silently, stare at the haunting home, feel inexplicably sad in my heart, and my steps are too slow to move.
But I have to go. My family and I have long been separated by yin and yang, and staying here can only increase sadness. What awaits me ahead will be the next reincarnation.
3. Rewrite the ancient poems and the Book of Songs, pick Wei Cheng's 500-word short stories, pick them, pick them, and their buds have broken ground. Speaking of going home, it has been more than half a year. No home, no room, just because of the invasion of armadillos. You can't sit still, just because armadillos often suffer. Picked Cai Wei, picked Cai Wei, and no one went back to their hometown to ask questions. Picking Cai Wei, Cai Wei's stems and leaves became thick and hard. Speaking of going home, it is sunny again this year. The royal family's affairs are endless and there is no peace for a moment. Worry is really painful, so I can't go back to the province today. What flowers are in full bloom? Tang Di is a mess. Who will ride in the high carriage? That's for the general. The chariot has been driven, and the four horses are magnificent. They dare not live in peace, often fight and report it three times a month. When they were driving, all four horses were strong and radiant. The general takes the car as the command and the foot soldiers take the car as the cover. The four horses walked neatly, and their bows were decorated with ivory fish skins. Can they not be vigilant every day? The dragonfly's situation is urgent. When I left home to join the army, the willows swayed gently. Now when I go home, snowflakes are flying all over the sky. The road is long and slow, and I am hungry and thirsty. It's really hard in my heart. Who knows how sad I am.
4. Rewrite a composition with the Book of Songs "Picking Wei" and write a picking Wei in the first person. The new buds of Osmunda japonica have come out.
Say go home, say go home, another year. If you have a home, you have no home. Fight with ghosts.
There is no leisure to sit down and fight with ghosts. Pick the European Union one by one, and Osmunda japonica is fresh and tender.
Say "home" and "home", I'm worried. Full of sadness, hungry and thirsty, it's really bitter.
It is difficult to decide on land defense transfer. Who will take the book Trust home? Pick up the EU one by one, Osmunda japonica is already old. Say "go home" and "go home", and then October comes again.
No royal errands. I want to rest and have no leisure. Full of sadness and pain, afraid of never going home.
What flowers are in full bloom? Tang Di is full of flowers. What car is tall and big? The general rode in a tall chariot.
Driving a chariot to fight, four strong horses galloped together. How dare you coexist peacefully on the border? How many times to win in January! Driving four Dagong horses, which are tall and big.
The general leaned against the car and the soldiers relied on it for cover. The four horses are neat, and the fish skin and quiver are carved with bows.
Not a day goes by without being on guard, and the military situation is not urgent! Looking back at the original expedition, Yang Liu Yiyi blew with the wind. Now on the way back, the snow is flying all over the sky.
The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and I am really tired of being thirsty and hungry. Full of sadness, full of sadness.
Who knows my sadness?
5. The Book of Songs. Cai Wei developed into a 500-word composition. Osmunda japonica was picked again and again, and the bud tip appeared.
He said he would go home, but it hasn't come true by the end of the year. No wife, no home, everything is to fight with you.
I don't have time to live and rest, just to fight the armadillo. Osmunda japonica is picked again and again. Osmunda japonica is so fresh and tender.
How depressed I am to say "go home" and "go home" A sad heart burns like a fire, hungry and thirsty.
The garrison is still unstable, and no one in the family can entrust it with asking for information. Osmunda japonica has been picked and picked. Osmunda japonica is old and hard.
Say "go home" and "go home", and spring blossoms in October. There is no end to conscription, and you can't settle down for a moment.
My heart hurts so much that I can't go home now. What flowers are in full bloom? It's Tang Dihua.
Whose car is that passing by? The general rides, of course. The chariot has been driven, and four male horses are tall and big.
Who dares to live safely? Fight many times in a month. Driving four stallions, four horses are tall and strong.
The generals sat in the car, and the soldiers hid themselves by it. Four horses have been trained very skillfully, as well as a bow decorated with elephant bones and a shark skin quiver.
How can you not be on guard every day? Finding ghosts is very urgent. I remember when I left home, the willows fluttered in the wind.
Now I'm on my way home, and there are snowflakes all over the sky. The road is muddy, hungry and tired.
How sad my heart is, and who can understand the pain.
6. Change the excerpts from The Book of Songs, Cai Wei, into a 500-word story. The whole poem is divided into three chapters. In the first three chapters, Cai Wei is soft and rigid, and the garrison sergeant is far away from home and homesick for a long time. The author wrote: Shan Wei, you have sprouted and been born. We should go home! But it's another year in a blink of an eye, and we have already neglected our family. Why? We didn't even have time to sit for a while for the invasion, but also for the invasion.
We need to attack! It's time to pick Wei again. Ye Wei has grown up and leaves are tender. Time to go home! The sadness in my heart is so fierce that I am running for the war, and our garrison period is uncertain. Who can bring us a letter home? Shanwei is strong, it's time to go home! October is already spring! But the king's business is endless, and he can't have leisure. His sad mood is very painful, but no one is comforting him! The fourth and fifth chapters are about the busy and tense border war: what are the blooming flowers? It's a flower from Tang Di. Compare the prosperity of military chariots and horses with flowers: what's the big deal? That's a soldier's military vehicle. Since we had chariots, the horses were tall and vigorous, and wars were frequent, so the army had to migrate. How dare you settle down? Driving four stallions with their heads held high, the general sat in the chariot, the infantry hid behind the chariot, the horses were mighty and vigorous, and the elephant bone bow and fish skin quiver in the hands of soldiers were always by their side. The war of aggression is so powerful and rampant that horses can be more vigilant every day. These two chapters are about ferocity and Zhou's military discipline, which strengthened Ma Zhuang's grand military power.
However, the life of the garrison is also hard and tense, which was written by the author in a realistic way. The sixth chapter, with a different style of writing, describes the conscripts' sadness of hunger and cold on their way back to their hometown: I think that when I went to war, Ye Sheng was full of willows. At this time, the snow and snow returned to my hometown, and the journey was long, cold, hungry and thirsty, which was very embarrassing and miserable.
Xie Xuan, a native of Jin Dynasty, regarded the four sentences of "I was in the past tense" as the best poem among the 300 poems. It has a great influence in the history of literature.
It is often sung and imitated by later scholars. Because the Book of Songs is famous for its profound simplicity, there are not many such sad and moving works.
So it became.
7. The Book of Songs. Cai Wei developed into a 500-word composition. Osmunda japonica was picked and picked, and Osmunda japonica germinated.
He said he would go home, but it hasn't come true by the end of the year. No wife, no home, everything is to fight with you.
I don't have time to live and rest, just to fight the armadillo. Osmunda japonica is picked and picked. How fresh and tender Osmunda japonica is.
How depressed I am to say "go home" and "go home" A sad heart burns like a fire, hungry and thirsty.
The garrison is still unstable, and no one in the family can entrust it with asking for information. Osmunda japonica has been picked and picked. Osmunda japonica is old and hard.
Say "go home" and "go home", and spring blossoms in October. There is no end to conscription, and you can't settle down for a moment.
My heart hurts so much that I can't go home now. What flowers are in full bloom? It's Tang Dihua.
Whose car is that passing by? The general rides, of course. The chariot has been driven, and four male horses are tall and big.
Who dares to live safely? Fight many times in a month. Driving four stallions, four horses are tall and strong.
The generals sat in the car, and the soldiers hid themselves by it. Four horses have been trained very skillfully, as well as a bow decorated with elephant bones and a shark skin quiver.
How can you not be on guard every day? Finding ghosts is very urgent. I remember when I left home, the willows fluttered in the wind.
Now I'm on my way home, and there are snowflakes all over the sky. The road is muddy, hungry and tired.
How sad my heart is, and who can understand the pain.