Unconsciously, I have come to the river covered with willows. Thousands of willow branches are covered with yellow leaves, and they look more light and elegant like a girl's hair in the breeze. From a distance, every willow tree is a Lv Yun.
Hey, what is the "red cloud" over there? I walked across the creaking bamboo bridge and threw myself into the arms of Hongyun. It turned out to be a peach forest, and the cloud was a peach blossom. Flowers give off a faint fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies from all directions. They are flying and busy happily among the flowers. I am a peach lover. I really hope these flowers will turn into big and red peaches at once.
Unconsciously, it was afternoon time. "Brother, let's fly a kite!" A sweet voice attracted me to the past. I turned my head and saw a group of colorful children coming out of the peach grove. The girls are all beautifully dressed, and the boys have beautiful eyes. They are all wearing all kinds of spring clothes. It turns out that they left school early and were preparing to fly kites when the east wind blew! A little boy conjured a "butterfly" from behind and made it fly. This big butterfly fluttered up and down in the air, dancing, and actually ushered in the joy of many orioles. Not to be outdone, other children released their beautiful kites. Suddenly, colorful and various kites decorated the sky beautifully! I can't help chanting:
Grasshoppers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
2. Rewrite the village residence into a composition. A red sun rises slowly, shining warmly on the earth, the wind blows gently, it is warm, and the air is filled with freshness. By the stream, there is a small hut, and the stream is covered with green grass; A big tree next to the hut is like an umbrella, tall and straight, with dense leaves; The lotus in the stream is as red as a delicate princess, emitting a fragrance. In the cloudless sky of Wan Li, the sun is dazzling, the sun shines all over the earth, and it is golden everywhere.
In the hut, some people are talking and making fun of each other through drunkenness. They are drinking wine, rosy and happy. who is it? It turned out to be a white-haired couple. What are they talking about?
The old couple's eldest son is weeding in the bean field east of the stream. How diligent he is! When he was weeding, he wiped the sweat from his cheeks. Under the careful cultivation of the eldest son, beans grow so luxuriantly.
The second son was busy knitting a chicken coop in the shade. Maybe their hens have hatched chicks, so they should close the coop or go to the market to buy them after weaving!
Huh? Where did the third son go? It turned out to be peeling lotus leaves by the stream! He is so naughty and cute that he shakes his head and treats lotus as a toy! The old couple saw this scene and said happily, "How happy our family is!"
3. The ancient poem "Village Residence" was rewritten into a composition. One day in spring, Gao Ding went out for a walk and saw the grass sticking out of its little green head.
The longest grass swayed as if calling for other partners. There were several calls of orioles in the air. Gao Ding looked up and saw two orioles chasing and playing.
It was the spring of February, and Gao Ding came to the river to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery. At this time, a few willow branches touched him gently.
Gao Ding looked up and found a willow tree next to him, with its green branches stroking the river bank. Gao Ding took a few more steps and found that the front was getting more and more blurred-it turned out to be the water vapor evaporated from Shui Ze and vegetation, and the water vapor condensed like smoke, as if he were in a fairyland.
The children in the village came back early after school without delay. When the children got home, they quickly picked up their kites and ran out of the door. Riding the strong east wind, they flew kites happily.
At this time, the poet Gao Ding also ran over to join in the fun and said, "Can you add me?" Those children all agreed to add Gao Ding. Therefore, Gao Ding and the children happily played with flying kites.
It was dark, and the children reluctantly left with kites, and Gao Ding was a little reluctant-because he had not had such a good time for a long time. When he got home, he wrote a poem to express his feelings: the grass grows in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. The title of the book is Village Residence.
Looking at this poem, Gao Ding remembered the scene of flying a kite today and couldn't help laughing. Because, he is so happy today.
4. Imitate Qingpingle Village and write a diary "Qingpingle". Qingpingle Village rewrote a family by the stream. A family of five lives in an old and shabby hut.
But it can be seen that they live happily. There is an old couple with white hair in front of the hut. They just had a few drinks. It can be seen from their red faces that they are slightly drunk, leaning together and drinking and having fun together in Wu dialect.
The old man said, "I said, wife, you are drunk." The old woman said, "You are drunk, I am wide awake!" " ""Ha ha ha, ha ha ha! " Laughter overflowed from the room.
Behind the hut are lush bamboo forests and rolling mountains, revealing the quiet atmosphere of the countryside. There is a stream beside the hut. The river is clear and transparent, and all the fish in it can be seen clearly.
The eldest son of the old couple, carrying a hoe and a straw hat, went to the bean field in the east of the stream to weed. The air outside is fresh and the grass is green beside the stream. There are green lotus leaves in the stream, and some still have lotus leaves.
The chicken is cackling, as if to say, "Where is our house?" ? The second son is knitting a chicken coop with his fastest speed. Knitting, knitting, I'm almost finished.
Chickens seem to know that the second son is knitting a chicken coop for them, so they fly around the second son and sometimes peck his little feet in a friendly way. As for the youngest son, he knows nothing. He can only lie on the side of the stream, playfully teasing the fish, peeling the lotus flowers to eat, and nagging: "One, two, three …" The way he shakes his little feet is really cute! What a happy family this is.
In the afternoon, I walked slowly with a leisurely mood and accidentally saw a low hut. Behind the hut are green and straight bamboos and rolling mountains, revealing the quiet atmosphere of the countryside. There is a stream beside the hut. The river is clear and transparent, and all the fish in it can be seen clearly. The river looks sparkling in the sunlight. A breeze blew, causing ripples on the river. There are several beautiful lotus flowers on the stream, some of which are in full bloom; Some are in bud; Everything else seems to be put down. White transparent powder,
Pink, like a shy girl with a veil. There are clumps of green grass beside the stream, which grow very luxuriantly. It is more beautiful and lovely against the backdrop of streams and lotus flowers.
There is an old couple with white hair in front of the hut. They just had a few drinks. From their red faces, we can see that they are all a little drunk. They are together, talking intimately in Wu dialect, and the second son next to them puts in a few words from time to time!
The old couple's eldest son is desperately weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream. How hard he works! The second son is not idle, and is carefully weaving a chicken coop with bamboo and grass, very focused. The youngest son, not yet an adult, knows nothing. He could only lie on the side of the stream and tease the fish naughtily, peeling the lotus while eating and shaking his feet. Really cute!
What a happy family! I was deeply intoxicated, just standing there, unwilling to leave for a long time …
Spring has just passed, which makes people particularly miss it. Cicada is the earliest reminder of the arrival of summer. The vast field of full of green is full of vitality, and the fragrance of lotus leaves is intoxicating and relaxing. The green lotus leaves set off the beautiful lotus flowers, and the pink petals are stained with dew in the morning, like a girl painted with rouge, slim and graceful: like a dancing girl, what a beautiful pastoral scenery!
"Dadada" ... I only heard the sound of hooves, but I didn't see him. Looking around, a yellow smoke rolled up at the end of the village road. Who is it in such a hurry? I saw the pounding of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, and I didn't see the man's face until I got closer: the man was old and thin, but he was still full of energy, and his whole body seemed to smell like a hero, but his brow revealed a touch of sadness. Ah! It turned out to be a gold star-Xin Qiji! He advocated the Northern Expedition to resist gold all his life, but unfortunately he was rejected by the opposition and could not be reused by the court. He had to live in seclusion in Xinzhou, Jiangxi Province with regret.
At this time, Xin Qiji's eyes suddenly lit up and his locked eyebrows stretched out. I saw a clear mirror-like stream, and a small hut surrounded by gurgling water was faintly visible. The green grass on both sides of the stream stands upright. Xin Qiji rode his horse and approached the hut gently. He saw an old couple sitting in the hut with a kind smile on their faces. A few dishes of farm food and half a bottle of rice wine on the table, looking at their red faces, Xin Qiji thought: How leisurely the old couple are! Just as I was thinking, I heard the old man say in dialect, "I said, old woman, thank you for giving me three dutiful sons!" " Come on, I propose a toast to you! ""don't drink don't drink! I am drunk, look at you, drunk like this, still drinking! " What did the old lady say with a smile! Will I still be drunk? You don't know what I can drink, joke! Come on, drink quickly! ""Hey, I can't help you! " The old lady smiled and said helplessly. Xin Qiji listened carefully and smiled. As soon as the old couple saw it, they immediately shouted to Xin Qiji, "Guest, it's hot outside. Why don't you come to my house? "Xin Qiji listened, turned off his horse and strode to the hut. Grandpa said enthusiastically, "guest officer, it's rare for you to come." Let's have a few drinks! "After drinking a cup, Xin Qiji was deeply intoxicated. He only heard the old man say to the old woman: "old woman, we live a happy life, our son is filial, our family is harmonious and beautiful, and the gods can't compare!" " The old woman nodded: "Yes, yes, yes! You don't know, my eldest son has contributed the most beans in my family in recent years! Look, he is still working in the field! Don't forget to bring a bag of beans this year! Here! That's our eldest son! "When the old woman pointed her finger, Xin Qiji looked in the direction she pointed. At the eastern end of the stream, she saw her strong eldest son, sweating and weeding in the field. Grandpa said: "Our second son is also very filial, and the technology of knitting chicken coops is the best in the village! "By the way, the guest, don't forget to take away a nest of little fried chicken! This is my hen just hatched! " In the yard, the second son's movements were so skillful that bamboo pieces seemed to have life in his hands and danced at his fingertips. Soon, a chicken coop was formed. Xin Qiji gave a thumbs-up and was full of praise.
At this time, there came the laughter of the children. With the popularity, a naughty and lovely child lay by the stream, leaning on his little feet and eating the lotus with relish, carefree and unrestrained. Xin Qiji immediately fell in love with this innocent and lively child and said with a smile, "Is this your youngest son?" "Yes! You see, although we are poor, we live a happy life. Guest, at first glance, you are a little worried. Let's just leave it alone and live happily. Isn't that what we do? "
Unconsciously, it's getting late. Xin Qiji got up to leave. After thanking him, he walked and thought, "This is the life I yearn for! How I wish I could live as carefree and free as their family But I am worried when I think that I have been galloping on the battlefield for most of my life, but I can't recover lost ground! Alas ..... "Xin Qiji touched his beard, looked at the bright moon, lost in thought.
6. Village House Rewriting Narrative Village House (Rewriting)
It's a sunny morning. Green land, warm sun, green willows and red flowers are spring scenery everywhere.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. On the eaves, a pair of birds are singing a beautiful Haruka, with a voice as clear as a silver bell.
In the room, Gao Ding, a poet who had just been immersed in a beautiful dream, was awakened by the singing of birds. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that it was already dawn. So Gao Ding immediately got dressed and got up. The moment he opened the door, he was completely intoxicated with the beautiful scenery of spring in front of him. He couldn't help but open his arms and close his eyes, breathing in the intoxicating breath of spring, as if he himself were in it. At this time, in the face of such a beautiful spring, Gao Ding immediately sprouted the idea of sketching.
After cleaning up, Gao Ding packed his bags and set off.
Along the way, birds sang with him and butterflies danced with him. The gentle wind blew on his face, and the fragrant flowers made him more interested. Come to a clearing not far from the river bank, Gao Ding stopped. "This is really a treasure house of painting!" While talking to himself excitedly, he happily took out his tools and devoted himself to painting the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Green grass flourishes in the sun; Crowds of orioles chase and play happily in the sky. The willows on the shore can't help swinging their soft branches and dancing with the rhythm of spring. At this time, a warm east wind blew, blowing laughter and a group of lively figures. It turns out that children learn early today, and everyone unanimously decided to fly kites in the east wind. "Fly a kite!" In the cheers of everyone, colorful kites flew into the blue sky. At the moment, children are like the spirits of spring, chasing and playing freely in the spring breeze. ...
Gao Ding looked at the beautiful scenery of harmonious coexistence between man and nature, and couldn't help but be poetic and wrote in the painting-
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
7. Rewrite Village Residence into a short essay of about 400 words. Village residence (1) Gao Qing Cao Ding Changying flies in February, and the willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. Author Gao Ding, a native of Renhe (now Hangzhou, Zhejiang), was a poet in the late Qing Dynasty.
Note (1) Village residence: what you see when you live in the countryside. (2) Brush willow: The branches of willow are very long, hanging down and swinging slightly, as if touching the bank.
(3) Spring smog: the fog evaporated by Shui Ze and vegetation in spring. (4) Drunk: intoxicated, intoxicated.
(5) drop out of school: after school. (6) paper kites: kites.
The author of Village Residence is Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty. This poem describes the scene of spring when the poet lived in the country and the scene of children flying kites after school.
In early spring and February, the grass grows and the willows brush the embankment, and the children fly kites with great interest. There is a scene where someone has something to do, full of life interest, and draws a lively "happy spring picture".
Between the lines of the whole poem, the poet's joy and praise for the coming of spring are revealed. In February of the lunar calendar, grass sprouts and grows in front of and behind the village, and orioles fly around.
Willow covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the bank. Water vapor evaporates between Shui Ze and vegetation and condenses like smoke.
Willow seems to be fascinated by this beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village went home early without hesitation and quickly flew kites in the blue sky on the strong east wind.
The appreciation of Village Residence depicts a picture of children flying kites on the grass near the village in spring. This is a picture of rural life with natural scenery and touching people, full of vitality and spring.
After reading this poem, we seem to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery with the poet and share the joy of children flying kites. The first sentence is about time and natural scenery.
In early spring and February, the grass grows green buds, and orioles fly in the sky and sing happily. The long branches of willows beside the embankment brushed the ground gently, as if drunk and trembling in the spring smoke.
The second sentence is about character activities. The children came back from school early and flew kites in the east wind.
The children, east wind, kites, people and things chosen by the poet add some vitality and hope to the beautiful spring scenery. Around Songshui Village of Zhang Shunmin, it is rare that there is a fence built in Beitian, which flowers all over a thousand miles.
As the sun sets, there is no cowboy riding on the back of the cow, only a pair of crows wandering on the village road. -(Song) Zhang Shunmin Zhang Shunmin, a famous poet in Song Dynasty.
Country House is one of his representative works. The poem describes a picture of a quiet and elegant autumn village with a hint of silence.
"Water around the ridge and bamboo around the hedge", the selection of materials is like the transformation of focal plane, from distant view to close view. In the distance of the village, flowing water gurgles around the fields on the hillside.
The small garden outside the house, surrounded by green bamboo and green water, is idyllic. "all the money is lost, and the hibiscus flowers are rare." Hibiscus, also known as Hibiscus, blooms at the turn of summer and autumn, and its corolla is purple or white.
Sparse hibiscus shows that it is a clear autumn, and an elm tree has long been in blowing in the wind. Therefore, although the courtyard is green and pleasant, it is a pity that the heyday has passed, and the remaining hibiscus flowers will inevitably cause the feeling of beauty dying. The significance of silence is self-evident.
"No one lies on the cow's back in the sunset, leading west Western jackdaw to return in pairs". The silence was broken by the hooves of cattle, and the poet switched the camera to the outside of the yard.
The sun sets, the twilight is boundless, and the old cow slowly returns. This scene was sung as early as in the Book of Songs: "At dusk, the cattle and sheep came down".
However, the poet did not repeat his predecessors' poems, but captured a brand-new artistic image: the old cow returned by itself, and the cow's back was not a cowherd playing piccolo, but a standing western Western jackdaw. Western Western jackdaw is easy to fly, but in this quiet atmosphere, carefree, standing on the back of cattle. The stillness of Western jackdaw in the west is dependent on the movement of a cow, and the movement of the cow includes the stillness of Western jackdaw in the west. The size and movement contrast to form a novel picture.
Song poetry strives for innovation, which is evident here. Is the word "no one is lying down" redundant? Why not just say, "When the sun sets, western Western jackdaw stands on his back?" This is the charm of this poem.
No one is lying down is a pen, which causes readers to question: so what is on the back of the cow? This led to "bringing back western Western jackdaw in pairs", and the image is now integrated into one's own feelings. Cattle carrying Western jackdaw in the west reflects the tranquility and peace of rural life, but the author highlights the atmosphere with "sunset" and "Western jackdaw in the west", adding a touch of leisure to the tranquility.
Second, the image is more delicate and vivid. If the "belt" and "row beam" cooperate with each other, the cow will feel at ease, and the cow and crow will naturally have no guesses and look good.
Without this setback, it would be too straight and lack rhyme. The sight of cattle carrying birds has also been described by poets close to Zhang Shunmin's time.
As Mai Su said, "Where did the leaves go with the flowing water? Cattle take West Western jackdaw to other villages (see the book Dongpo Inscription and Maishi), and Zhu He's Water Negative Bird Anger (Collection of Qing Hu's Legacy, Volume 5, Kuaizaiting Dusk). Zhang Shunmin's poems are obviously more artistic.
It seems to be an understatement, but it has both form and spirit.
Silence is the keynote of this little poem. The first two sentences choose green water, fields, bamboo, hedges, elms, hibiscus flowers and other still lives to write static.
The last two sentences are different techniques, which are dynamic and static. Cattle hoof is well received, walking slowly, noisy and dynamic, but it does not destroy the harmony and unity of the environment. The mystery lies in slow movement and single tone.
This is obviously the same as Wang Wei's landscape poems, such as "Autumn in a Mountain" and "Bird Sound Stream", which are more about moving and writing static. Through careful observation of life, this poem outlines a novel image in elegant and natural language, expresses the poet's leisurely and quiet mood with a little sadness, constitutes a harmonious artistic conception and gives people beautiful artistic enjoyment.
Appreciation of Xin Qiji's Poems Qingpingle Village, with low eaves and green streams. Wu Yinxiang is charming when he is drunk. 1. Who has white hair? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
Favorite child rogue 2, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. 1. wuyin: generally refers to southern dialects.
Love (read the first sound): used to describe the softness and sweetness of southern dialects, but also to ridicule. 2. Rogue: naughty.
The introduction shows a quiet and peaceful rural life through the description of an ordinary farmer, and also shows the author's interest. The sentence "drunk" is inverted, but I have never seen him before.