There is a man named Wang Lun in Jingxian County who admires Li Bai's character and talent and hopes to make friends with him. So he went back and wrote an invitation letter to Li Bai: "How is your husband? There are miles of peach blossoms here. How about your drink, sir? There are thousands of hotels here. "
Li Bai went gladly after receiving the letter.
When he entered the village, Wang Lun and other villagers had already met him at the head of the village. Li Bai was very happy to see a clear trickle, trees and beautiful scenery, and the host was warm and kind. He asked Wang Lun to accompany him to see Shili Peach Blossom and Wanjia Hotel. At this time, Wang Lun bowed his head and told the truth: "The' Shili Peach Blossom' in the letter does not mean that there are lush peach trees here, but that there is a big and deep pool name here; "Wanjia Hotel" does not mean that there are many restaurants here, but because there is a hotel owner surnamed Wan. Sir, this description in my letter is by no means intended to deceive you, but really wants to make friends with you! Sir, do you mind? "
Li Bai was generous by nature, and Wang Lun's heartfelt words had already touched him, so they drank heartily and became bosom friends. When leaving, Wang Lun sang a farewell song, and Li Bai recited a farewell poem, leaving a famous poem "To Wang Lun".
Try to analyze the theme of Li Bai's entry into wine with the clue of emotional change (200~350 words)
Time goes by, like a river entering the sea, which is gone forever; Life is too short to see the blue silk and snow in the morning and evening; The smallness of life seems to be an irreparable tragedy, and the only thing that can solve the worries is golden wine. This is Li Bai's sadness: sad but strong, sad but not hurt, extremely indignant and extremely bold. The table is lamenting that life is easy to get old, and the table is lamenting that talents are not met. The disillusionment of the ideal is caused by the dark society, and the poet is powerless to change it, so he turns the rising anger into a bold act of enjoyment, vents his dissatisfaction, dispels his worries and resists reality.
C. Introduce the writer Li Bai's 350-word composition
Introduce the works of writer Li Bai.
Li Bai in Poetry
You-Li Bai, you are a landscape.
The morning I met you, the sound of the book was very loud. You sang the song of homesickness that resounded through the ages and strode to me. "My bed feet are shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already?" . Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home. " Love for thousands of years, since then I have had an incomprehensible feeling with you.
You are the myth and scenery of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. You filled the world and wrote your own legend at the foot of Chang 'an Tian Zi. How unruly you are. "When the wine enters sorrow, three points of noise become firm but gentle, seven points differentiate into moonlight, and the embroidered mouth spits out, which is decorated by the Tang people." Lux takes off his boots, while the imperial concubine grinds ink. You have no choice but to write a gorgeous love song of the Tang Dynasty court, which is "beyond the golden jade, but among them".
You are a landscape. You, unyielding and powerful, dare to speak out. "Because the world couldn't satisfy our desire, the Ming Dynasty sent a ship." Finally, one day, you couldn't restrain your dissatisfaction any longer, leaving a sentence, "Alas, how can I bow and scrape to those high officials whose sincere faces will never be seen?" A story passed down through the ages.
China has a history of five thousand years, and there are only ten million heroes? And you, you are a unique landscape. In the long river of history, some people downplayed that "the moon was closed in Qin Dynasty, but the people of the Long March didn't return it", some sang "Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but Loulan can't return it", and some shouted "The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of every man" ... And you, you are in the peaceful era of the Tang Dynasty, in the prosperous spring festival. You hold your head high in front of the son of heaven and despise it in front of the powerful. "I am worried about the bright moon, and I will go with the wind until the dead of night." When your friends are in trouble, you will try your best to help them. "Laugh and watch the sky go out. Are we Artemisia people?" You are still brave when you encounter difficulties and setbacks.
You are a landscape, and you are also a mirror for me. When I idle away my time, I will think of your "How the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return". When I was in trouble, you told me that "one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea". When I was depressed, you encouraged me to say, "Since God has given talents, let them find jobs!"! , spin a thousand silver, all come back! " .
Li Bai, you are a landscape, you are a landscape in my heart!
D. write a story related to poetry. The number of words is between 350 and 450.
One legend is that ...
Wang Lun was a native of Jingzhou (now Jingxian County, Anhui Province) in the Tang Dynasty. He is generous by nature, likes to make friends with celebrities, and often gives generously and spends money lavishly. At that time, Li Bai was famous in the poetry circle, and Wang Lun loved him very much, hoping to have a chance to see the poet's elegant demeanor. However, Jingzhou is unknown, and he is also a nobody. How can I invite the great poet Li Bai?
Later, Wang Lun got the news that Li Bai was going to travel to Anhui, which was a rare opportunity. Wang Lun decided to write and invite him. Everyone who knew Li Bai at that time knew that he had two hobbies: drinking and traveling. As long as there is good wine and beautiful scenery, Li Bai will hear about it. So Wang Lun wrote this letter:
"Mr. Li likes playing and enjoying the scenery? We have ten miles of peach blossoms here. Does Mr. Li like drinking? We have Wanjia Hotel here. "
Li Bai came here happily as soon as he received such a letter. As soon as I saw Wang Lun, I went to see Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms and Wanjia Hotel. Wang Lun smiled and told him, "Peach blossom is the name of the pool here. There are no peach blossoms in Fiona Fang Shili of Taohuatan. Wanjia is the surname of our hotel owner, not that there are 10 thousand hotels. " Li Bai was stunned, then laughed and even said, "I admire you!" Admire! "
Wang Lun stayed with Li Bai for a few days, and Li Bai had a good time there. Because the villas in Wang Lun are surrounded by mountains and rivers. Inside the villa, the pond building is quiet and deep, just like a fairyland. Here, Li Bai is drinking wine, eating delicious food, listening to songs and chatting with friends of Gaoyou. There are several banquets a day, and he often gets together and is often entertained. This is the life that Li Bai likes. Therefore, he can't help feeling a brief encounter with the host here. He once wrote Two Farewells to the King, in which Wang Lun was compared to Dou and Gong.
On the day Li Bai was leaving, Wang Lun gave eight famous horses and ten bundles of silks and satins, and sent servants to the boat. After a farewell dinner at home, Li Bai boarded a boat parked on Taohuatan. The ship was about to leave the shore when he suddenly heard a song. Li Bai looked back and saw Wang Lun and many villagers marching on the shore, singing to see him off. Li Bai was very moved by the host's profound friendship and simple form of seeing him off. He immediately spread out paper and ink and wrote a famous farewell poem for Wang Lun:
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
This poem is a wonderful metaphor, and because of the influence of simple folk customs, Li Bai's poem is simple, plain and sincere.
The poem "To Wang Lun" made the name of Wang Lun, an ordinary villager, spread to future generations, and Taohua Lake became a tourist attraction. In memory of Li Bai, the villagers built a pavilion on the southeast bank of Tan, which still attracts many tourists.
E write a description about your love of ancient poetry (about 350 words).
He lived in the prosperous Tang Dynasty; He is rich in knowledge; He, a famous romantic poet in Tang Dynasty; He is Li Bai, who is known as the "Poet Fairy".
Li Bai is about to leave Beijing, and friends held a banquet to see him off. Facing the precious wine in the golden cup and the delicious food in the jade plate, he thought of his lofty ideal that could not be realized despite all difficulties. He put down his glass and stopped chopsticks. Seeing his abnormal behavior, his friends can only let him know his inner pain.
Li Bai suddenly asked about Lu Shang and Yi Yin, both of whom were very successful. Their fate gave him a glimmer of hope: I am not reconciled! I'm sure I can do something, I'm sure I can impress them, but the road ahead is bumpy and there are many roads. What should I do?
He couldn't help reading aloud: "It's hard to go! The journey is very hard and there are many roads. Is it safe now? " My friends suddenly stopped talking and fell silent.
Looking at these friends, Li Bai felt that he should not be so depressed anymore. In order to make himself and his friends feel better, he said, "One day I will ride the wind and waves and sail alone to help the sea. Friends, please stop feeling sorry for me. Believe me, I will succeed! "
F. I want to be friends with Li Bai
Many people want to be friends with Li Bai.
Even the star Ronghao Li wants to,
Line up behind you,
G. Rewrite the composition "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" with 350 words (including poems)
One day, a friend of the great poet Li Bai said to him, "I just came back from Lushan Mountain in Jiangxi Province, where the scenery is beautiful." In particular, the waterfalls there are spectacular beyond description! Many people were fascinated as soon as they got there. "You know, Li Bai's favorite is traveling, and he is worried about having no place to play these two days! I heard that there was such a good place as Lushan Mountain, so I immediately packed my bags and set off.
After a long journey, Li Bai and one of his servants finally arrived at Lushan Mountain quickly.
After arriving at Lushan Mountain, Li Bai saw the beautiful scenery of Lushan Mountain: it was spring, and the trees on Lushan Mountain were lush and the flowers were blooming. Li Bai thought: Lushan really deserves its reputation! Li Bai walked for a while when he suddenly heard a clear and recognizable sound of water. Li Bai followed the sound and saw a spectacular waterfall, vaguely seeing many tourists under it. Li Bai walked to the foot of the waterfall. The waterfall is like a vertical river, flying down from the top of the mountain. Li Bai can't help but admire: the scenery of the waterfall is really beautiful!
Li Bai watched, intoxicated by the beautiful waterfall, and could not help chanting: "Rizhao incense burner gives birth to a purple smoke net." Looking at the waterfall hanging in Qianchuan from a distance, I went straight down to thousands of feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days. "
In this way, the poem "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" was born.
H. fans write a composition of about 350 words for the topic.
Fans, from English fans, refers to people who are addicted to something. When it comes to fans, the first thing that comes to mind is fans and fans. Admittedly, I am also a fan, but I am most obsessed with Li Bai's poems. It's a pity that there are too few like-minded people around me. ...
"I like Li Bai's poems."
When I blurted out this sentence, the students next to me were stunned first, and then they woke up and laughed at my hypocrisy and elegance. At this point, facing the misunderstanding of my classmates, I don't want to say anything more. I had to laugh: "Yes! Yeah! I'm just teasing you. " Then, while discussing the transfer of basketball stars and entertainment news with them, I repackaged the real me that I accidentally revealed.
However, in the middle of the night, when I was studying, I accidentally looked up and saw "300 Tang Poems" on the table. I will still say to myself over and over again, "I am a fan of Li Bai's poems."
If you want to know why I am so obsessed with a poet more than 1000 years ago, even if I don't admire the myriad stars in Qian Qian today, I won't be able to make it clear until the first grade of primary school.
The first-grade primary school teacher taught us to recite ancient poems for the first time. At that time, I taught Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night. This poem is catchy, and I soon learned it. Thinking about a Quiet Night is the first poem written by Li Bai in his student career, and this name is also remembered by me with this poem.
With the growth of age and the accumulation of literary knowledge, I have a deeper understanding of Li Bai. This poet, known as "Poet Fairy", has gradually become my idol. Since then, his poems have accompanied me through a long night.
Li Bai's poems are as fresh and refined as his title "Qinglian layman". He spent half his life wandering around the world. With his brush strokes, I have also seen all over the country. Li Bai and I sat on the stone chair, listening to the monk Shu playing the long rhyme for us; Let's bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the Yellow Crane Tower; Spend the night with him in the mountain temple; Watch the clouds at the top of Jingting Mountain with him. Wherever we go, we will leave a well-known poem. I am happy when he is happy, and I am sad when he is sad. He just wanted to work for the imperial court and ended up in Beijing. After arriving in Beijing, Li Bai discovered that although Xuanzong valued him, he only wanted him to be an ornament of the prosperous times of the Tang Dynasty. With the company of tigers and such a heavy psychological burden, how can Bai write a poem that will never be sung again? How many times, I heard him sigh when he couldn't sleep at night; How many times have I seen him have to smile in front of royalty; How many times have I longed to say to him: Let's go, Chang 'an, singing and dancing, is not your destination, but the famous mountains and rivers are your destination. Fortunately, he came back, left the sinister officialdom, returned to his simple nature, and said angrily, "Oh, how can I seriously bow to those high officials who will never be shown an honest face?" If Li Bai does not leave the officialdom, there will only be one more mediocre minister and one less great poet.
As a loyal fan of Li Bai, I appreciate Li Bai's poetic style. His poems are bold and imaginative, blending the wonderful scenery of nature with romantic colors. He is as happy as a fairy and as addicted to alcohol. He painted the natural scenery incisively and vividly between half drunk and half awake. "The son of heaven called instead of getting on the boat and claimed to be Brewmaster." This is the true portrayal of Li Bai. If I was born with him at the same time and was lucky enough to be close friends, I would walk in the Woods, drink water by the river and run in the mountains with him. I will escape from this noisy world with him, sit in the clouds, sing poems, have fun and talk about past lives together. There, I have no scruples. I sing when I am happy and cry when I am sad.
Day after day, year after year, suddenly I was fifteen years old. Looking back, I suddenly found myself smooth, and my original straightforward character had long since disappeared. Only in the dark, reading Li Bai's poems, and in the natural scenery, can we find our true self.
So, I said to myself over and over again, "I am a fan of Li Bai's poems."
I will recite a 350-word poem for you.
1 Return to China to write a book.
He zhangzhi
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
At the age of 36, I was strong and full of poetry. That year, the emperor chose me to be an official in Beijing. Since then, I have been busy with business every day and have no time to go home and reunite with my relatives. Thirty-nine years later, I am old. The emperor saw me as useless, a little deaf and blind, and I was 75 years old, so he ordered me to resign and return to China. I smiled on my wrinkled face at the thought of meeting my relatives soon.
I sat in the carriage, looking at the beautiful scenery of the motherland, thinking: Is my hometown-Shaoxing still the same? I really can't wait to go home at once. I must try the tender loofah and red tomatoes in the garden ... I must enjoy the cool under the big peach tree and go fishing in the big round fish pond at night ... My hometown accent has not changed for decades, but my hair is gray. I wonder if my wife and family still know me.
After a month of camping, I finally got back to my hometown. Ah, my hometown, my home! The hut I built when I was a child is still there, the clear fish pond is still there, and the colorful goldfish are still there! I also saw a group of lively and lovely children playing in front of my house. Ah, these must be my children and grandchildren. Although my hair is white and I still have a beard, I am very satisfied with my children and grandchildren now. Several children saw me coming and gathered around curiously. An older and bolder little boy looked up and said to me with a smile, "Grandpa, where are you from and where are you going?" When I heard that, my face was covered with a wry smile and I was deeply touched. Once, I was so excited that I sang a poem: When I was young, I left home, and when my boss came back, my local accent remained unchanged. Children don't know each other when they meet. Where do they come from?
A gift for Wang Lun.
Lipper
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, Li Bai will leave Taohuatan. Recalling the happy time spent here before, Li Bai shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Alas, there is no way, heaven is pressing, so I have to say goodbye!" "
Early in the morning, Li Bai packed his bags and came to the shore. Li Bai got on the boat and thought, since he can't stay any longer, it's better to sit down and enjoy the beautiful scenery now, which is also a comfort to himself.
Ah! Peach blossoms in Taohuatan really live up to their reputation, and most of them are double petals. Scarlet enthusiasm, pink charm, white petals with little red dot's, looks dignified and elegant. A ball, a cluster, a slice, all the remaining traces of spring cold have been driven away.
Li Baizheng was intoxicated with this beautiful scenery when he suddenly heard a crisp and sweet song from the shore. Ah, this is Wang Lun's affectionate farewell song to himself! Listen, Wang Lun is walking and singing with the beat. It's getting closer. Ah! This song is full of parting feelings. These days, it is Wang Lun who has a heart-to-heart relationship with himself. It's Wang Lun. Go sightseeing with him. It's Wang Lun, discussing the meaning of life with himself; It's Wang Lun, drinking and writing poems with himself under the lamp. Ah! Friend, come on, come on, let Li Bai shake your hand again, and then talk about confidence. ...
Ship, set sail. Li Baiwang looked at the fading Wang Lun, and his heart was filled with emotion. He couldn't resist generate's poetry and intoned, "Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore. Taohuatan is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. "
J. the story of Li Bai's iron pestle grinding into a needle, 350 words.
Pestle: A stick used to strike rice or clothes. Proverbs refer to how difficult things can be accomplished successfully as long as you are determined and willing to work hard.
Source: Song Zhu Mu's Yu Fangsheng, Lan Mei, Zhou Mozhen Xi: It is said that Li Bai studies like an ear mountain, and he abandons it before finishing it. "Kick down the ladder, you can grind the iron pestle when you are old. Ask him,' I want to be a needle.' Taibai feels its meaning and returns to school. "
Li Bai, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, didn't like reading when he was a child. He often plays truant and wanders in the street.
One day, Li Bai didn't attend class again. He wandered about the street and looked around, but he was outside the city. Warm sunshine, cheerful birds and flowers swaying in the wind make me think, "How boring it is to study indoors all day in such fine weather?"
Walking to the door of a shabby hut, I saw an old woman with white hair grinding an iron pestle as thick as a stick. Li Bai walked over. "What are you doing, old woman?"
"I want to grind it into an embroidery needle." The old woman looked up, smiled at Li Bai, and then lowered her head to continue grinding.
"Embroidered needle?" Li Bai asked again, "Is it an embroidery needle for sewing clothes?"
"Of course!"
"But, the iron pestle is so thick, when can it be ground into a fine embroidery needle?"
The old woman asked, "A drop of water can pierce a stone, but a fool can move a mountain. Why can't the iron pestle be ground into an embroidery needle? "
"But, you are so old?"
"As long as I work harder than others, there is nothing I can't do."
Li Bai was ashamed of what the old woman said, and never played truant after he went back. I study very hard every day and finally become an immortal poet. [ 1]
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