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One day in early spring, the weather is bright and spring is full of joy. The great poet Ye Shaoweng was in the same mood as the weather at this time, very comfortable. Ye Shaoweng strolled along the path, admiring the beautiful scenery beside the road. The willow trees sprouted tender yellow buds, and the spring flowers bloomed with smiling faces. Peach blossoms, pear blossoms, and apricot blossoms are also in full bloom. Walking on the road, you can smell the fragrance of flowers. After a while, Ye Shaoweng walked to the door of a friend of Yi's. Ye Shaoweng thought to himself: Why not enjoy the flowers at an old friend’s house? He saw that the firewood door of his friend's house was closed, so he went up and knocked gently on the firewood door, but no one came to open the door for a long time. Ye Shaoweng thought: Could it be that my old friend is afraid?
Thought: Could it be that my old friend is afraid of my wood? The soles of his shoes left footprints on his moss. Thinking about it, Ye Shaoweng knocked again, but still no one came to open the door. It seems that the owner is really not here. Ye Shaoweng was very disappointed. He shook his head and prepared to go home. Suddenly, inadvertently, Ye Shaoweng found a red apricot sticking out of the wall, and he suddenly became happy. How could the spring scenery in the garden be contained? Look, that branch of red apricot is in full bloom, and its petals are as red as fire. From a distance, it looks like a fire, which looks particularly gorgeous against the blue sky and green leaves. You can imagine that the red flowers, green leaves, moss, willow branches... in the garden must be even more beautiful. At this time, Ye Shaoweng became more poetic and wrote the masterpiece "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It": Ying Lian's teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the small buckle firewood door cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Others: ●Rewritten text 1
The spring is bright, the flowers are in full bloom, and the blue sky is cloudless. On this day, the great poet Ye Shaoweng lived alone in his study, pacing back and forth with his arms folded in front of his chest. Sometimes my eyes are closed, sometimes my eyebrows are furrowed, and I feel like I have no poems to write, and it's so boring. Then I put on my blue robe, put on my wooden clogs, and strolled to my friend's house.
He climbed up the steps and pushed the door, but it didn't open. So, I reached out to knock on the door again, and kept knocking for a long time. Suddenly I found a palm-sized lock hanging on the door. He smiled thoughtfully, shook his head, and walked down the steps. After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw a branch of apricot blossoms sticking out of the wall above his head. Two magpies were playing on the branch, as if they were laughing at him. He couldn't help but stop and look carefully at the apricot branch, the beauty of spring. Looking at it, I couldn't help but murmur to myself: "This branch of red apricot blossoms is as red as fire and extremely delicate. I think the spring scenery in the garden must be even more intense. It seems that my old friend cherishes the green moss on the road in the garden. He was afraid that my wooden shoes would leave footprints on it, so he refused to let me out of the garden." He stroked his beard with one hand and put his other hand behind his back, and began to admire the apricot blossom seriously.
●Rewritten article 2
Maybe the owner of this garden cherishes the green moss on the ground, right? I'm afraid that my clogs will step on it and destroy the moss. I knocked gently on the firewood door, but after knocking for a long time, my arms were aching and aching, but no one came to open it. I regret not being able to see that beautiful view. Just as he was about to reluctantly walk back, he suddenly saw apricot blossoms in full bloom above his head, sticking out of the wall. Looking at this apricot blossom, I thought: There must be graceful peonies in this garden, graceful lotuses in summer, and many colorful flowers competing for their beauty. Yes, there must be pink peach blossoms here... As I thought about it, I felt extremely happy in my heart, as if I had already appreciated this beautiful spring scenery.
●Rewritten article 3
One bright spring morning, I walked towards my friend’s house to see how good the flowers he grew were.
I knocked gently on the Chaimen door. After waiting for a long time, no one came to open the door for me. Maybe my friend was not at home! I looked in through the chaimen. The path leading to the chaimen in front of the house was covered with green moss. Could it be that the owner was afraid that the visitor's clogs would trample the moss on the road, so he didn't want people to enter the garden, so he didn't open the door when he heard me knocking? Oh, he really cherishes these moss!
The garden is already colorful. Peonies of various colors sway in the breeze, white, yellow, pink, purple, black, blue, green, more colorful than the morning glow and clouds; the roses are crowded together, blooming one after another. The flowers seem to be talking with their little mouths open, making people really want to touch them; clusters of lilac flowers, the purple ones look so luxurious, the white ones are so pure and flawless, they surround each other, blowing in the breeze, so many flowers bloom. Like a cradle of flowers! And the hanging basket nodded frequently in the breeze, with a smile... This is really a sea of ??flowers. It's a pity that I can't enter the garden. It would be great if I could go in and smell the flowers and touch them! "Alas! I can't get in to enjoy the flowers in the garden. It's really disappointing." I could only look at the garden and sigh.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and a branch of red apricot stuck out of the wall. Look, the pink apricot flowers are all over the branches, and they look even more bright and beautiful against the backdrop of the verdant green leaves. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the blossoming apricot blossoms are like butterflies, flapping their wings and dancing gracefully, making people enchanted. ah! "The garden is full of spring scenery and I can't stop it. A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." I am very satisfied that this trip is not in vain.
●Adapted text 4
The poet came to the door of a small garden in joy and wanted to see the flowers and trees in the garden. He knocked lightly on the firewood door a few times, but there was no response; he knocked a few more times, but still no one answered. After knocking for a long time, no one came to open the door to welcome guests. What's going on? Is the master really not here? Probably because they were afraid that the moss on the ground in the garden would be trampled by people's burps, they closed the door and thanked guests.
If that's the case, that would be too stingy!
The poet was thinking and wandering outside the garden, feeling very disappointed. When he was helpless and about to leave, when he looked up, he suddenly saw a branch of red apricot flower in full bloom on the wall sticking its head out to greet people. The poet thought happily: Ah! The spring beauty of the garden has already overflowed outside the wall. No matter how tight your master closes the garden door, it won't be able to be closed.