A child is lying on the thick and soft grass, resting and herding cattle. The sound of cattle is like a golden note. Wherever cattle go, it is like planting black beans on the boundless grassland. When the wind blows, the grass bends down, stretching her delicate body just like stretching.
The gentle wind blew the flute, which spread to villages, fields and distant places, just like a bird flying freely in the sky. This wonderful voice seems to be understandable even to grazing cows, and it seems to express happiness for the shepherd boy! The flute is so melodious, give ear to it and give people unlimited room for aftertaste.
The sun has set in the west, and at dusk, the shepherd boy will graze and go home. After dinner, the sun has set and it is getting dark. Lying on the grassland, the shepherd boy refused to take off his clothes. Looking at the blue sky, he couldn't help thinking of herding cattle and those beautiful mountains, rivers and aquatic plants. The mountain is so high that it is about to be inserted into the clouds. Green grass covers the whole earth; The branches bend as if dancing in front of people. Thinking, thinking, the shepherd boy fell asleep with the bright moon, and there were many charming Kobanawa grasses around him, as if to express sympathy for the shepherd boy's hard work all day!
2. Rewrite the 250-word composition of ancient poetry. I sat at the window, and the border was still at war. At the command of the commander, a group of soldiers roared at the enemy.
In the war, the scene was ablaze, and people went through fire and water and rushed at it desperately. Many people died heroically, which makes people sad. I can't help thinking of previous wars.
At that time, the bright moon was still the bright moon that the border guards looked up to during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and it was still so bright and beautiful. The border crossing over there is still guarded by border guards during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and it hasn't changed at all.
Since the Qin and Han dynasties, there has been a war, and the war has been going on. After a long journey, the soldiers stationed at the border failed to return to their hometown ... Alas ... I was thinking that if a flying general like Li Guang of the Han Dynasty was here to guard the border, it would be well guarded. I think, if there is, they can resist the cavalry of the conference semifinals. Looking at the boundless sky, the night is already deep ... why! Why is there a war? People can only live once, but they easily ruin their lives because of their own ambitions! Don't, let people even a little ordinary life? I couldn't help writing a poem, "When the moon was bright in the Qin Dynasty and when the Han Dynasty was closed, people didn't return on the Long March.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. "And named this poem" Aftab ".
3. In the fifth grade, three ancient poems were changed to 250 words. Spring is coming. On a sunny day, Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty, went there to play by boat. When he came to Anren, Yang Wanli immediately fell in love with this place. Everything here is revived, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and lakes and mountains are beautiful! In this charming scenery, Yang Wanli heard the children's laughter and couldn't help looking around. He found two lovely children sitting on a fishing boat not far from the river, one wearing a red Chinese-style chest covering and a clever ghost. Another older child, wearing shorts, is walking slowly with the boat. After a while, the boat stopped slowly, and the older children put away the bamboo poles and stopped the oars, so the boat did not move. Yang Wanli felt very strange and thought: What are they doing? At this time, he found a child holding up an umbrella, but it was sunny and there was no rain, which made Yang Wanli wonder: I wonder what they want to do? A mystery. Yang Wanli couldn't help asking them, "What are you doing with umbrellas?" The child replied, "We want to save some energy and let the wind take the boat forward. We are using the wind. As soon as the wind blows the umbrella, we can take the boat away, hee hee! " Yang Wanli suddenly realized at this moment and sighed. These two children are really smart.
On a cool summer night, the wind broke the silence of summer, and the bright moon hung high in the night sky, scattering light to the world, even the laughter and laughter of the past were gone. The vast Yuan Ye, covered with green grass, stretches for thousands of miles, like a green ocean. At first glance, it looks like an endless green carpet.
At this time, I haven't seen the returning shepherd boy, but I heard the melodious flute of the shepherd boy first. His flute makes people happy. On and off, it makes people feel comfortable and happy. The flute fluttering in the wind represents the cheerful mood of the shepherd boy. The shepherd boy's flute is getting closer and clearer.
After the shepherd boy finished his dinner, it was already after dusk. He walked to the grass while playing the flute skillfully. He lay leisurely in the open air enjoying the bright moon tonight, and 10 thousand "beautiful!" popped out of his heart. "The shepherd boy doesn't take off the hemp fiber at all, and he doesn't want to miss such a beautiful moon. While watching the moon, the shepherd boy teased the evening breeze with his flute. The shepherd boy thought: If there is such a beautiful moon every day, I can also let my friends enjoy it.
Although the shepherd boy has rested, he is still thinking about the moon tonight.
A clear stream gurgles around this small village all year round. Both sides of the stream are covered with green grass and lotus leaves. Lotus leaves are squeezed like big green disks. A breeze blew gently, and the lotus leaves danced. Look, a tall and graceful figure is reflected in the stream. Who's that? It turned out to be a big cypress tree in front of the stream! Next to the cypress tree, a small hut, vines climbed to the roof and made a lot of big pumpkins. Behind the house is a lush pine forest. Have a look, there are also a large area of rice seedlings! In the room, white-haired grandparents are whispering through wine. Grandpa smiled and said to grandma, "You are getting younger and more beautiful!" " Hearing this, the old woman threw away her coke and said, "Don't talk about it." Did you do something wrong today and come back to please me? "At this time, the sun has been high in the sky. The eldest son is very diligent and grows beans in the fields by the stream. The eldest son looked at the newly sprouted seedlings, shook his head and said happily, "This year must be a bumper harvest. In autumn, I want to surprise my parents and brothers! "The second son is sitting under a big cypress tree knitting a chicken coop! While knitting, he thought, when the chicken coop is built, the rooster can move in. This is their safe and comfortable home! The youngest son was lying on the stream peeling lotus leaves and eating them, muttering, "I want to bring delicious food to my parents and brothers!" " "Look, he is busy!
4. Rewrite the 250-word composition of ancient poetry. I sat at the window, and the border was still at war. At the command of the commander, a group of soldiers roared at the enemy.
In the war, the scene was ablaze, and people went through fire and water and rushed at it desperately. Many people died heroically, which makes people sad. I can't help thinking of previous wars.
At that time, the bright moon was still the bright moon that the border guards looked up to during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and it was still so bright and beautiful. The border crossing over there is still guarded by border guards during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and it hasn't changed at all.
Since the Qin and Han dynasties, there has been a war, and the war has been going on. After a long journey, the soldiers stationed at the border failed to return to their hometown ... Alas ... I was thinking that if a flying general like Li Guang of the Han Dynasty was here to guard the border, it would be well guarded. I think, if there is, they can resist the cavalry of the conference semifinals. Looking at the boundless sky, the night is already deep ... why! Why is there a war? People can only live once, but they easily ruin their lives because of their own ambitions! Don't, let people even a little ordinary life? I couldn't help writing a poem, "When the moon was bright in the Qin Dynasty and when the Han Dynasty was closed, people didn't return on the Long March.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. "And named this poem" Aftab ".
This ancient poem was rewritten into a 200-word article entitled "South Village in Jingcheng".
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
The story of the direct writer is a good article!
Attach his story:
In the early years of Tang Dezong, Cui Hu failed to take the Chang 'an exam. On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, he went to the south of the city to play alone and met a young woman, which left a deep impression on him. In the second year of Tomb-Sweeping Day, it was the season of peach blossoms and green willows. When Cui Hu saw no flowers, he went to the south of the city to find the woman. As a result, the door was closed and Cui Hu was not disappointed, so he wrote this poem on the door and left his name: Boling Cui Hu.
A few days later, Cui Hu passed through the south of the city and found the yard, but she heard crying inside. He knocked at the door and asked, only to see an old man come out. I didn't know that the old man was the woman's father until I asked. The old man told Cui Hu that his daughter was ill for a long time and died after seeing the poem written on the door. Cui Hu was frightened and begged to see him. Cui Hu saw the woman lying in bed with her eyes closed and out of breath. Cui Hu couldn't help crying and shouted, "Cui Hu is here, Cui Hu is here." Unexpectedly, the woman opened her eyes. It soon recovered. But the old man loved Cui Hu more and more, so he married his daughter. Later, in 796 AD, Cui Hu was admitted to Jinshi. This peach blossom actually made the marriage of a pair of talented people and beautiful women. Left a story for future generations.
6. The rewriting composition of the ancient poetry shepherd boy, 200-word shepherd boy (rewriting ancient poetry) look! At first glance, the ground seems to be covered with a piece of green grass! When the wind blows gently, the sound of "rustling sand" spreads everywhere.
Listen! The shepherd boy is playing the flute again, and the cheerful tone teases the evening breeze and whispers slowly in his ear. In the morning, when the sun was half exposed, the shepherd boy took a flute and went up the mountain to herd cattle. He sat on the cow's back, playing the flute and humming a tune.
Running happily on the grass, unrestrained, without any troubles. Until I was tired of playing, I lay on the grass and looked at the white clouds and birds in the sky, with a smile floating around my mouth.
After dinner, the sun has set and the bright moon has climbed up. Holding a flute in his hand, the shepherd boy came to the haystack with cheerful steps, lay down without taking off his hemp fiber, listened to the unknown bugs singing beautiful songs in the grass, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and came up with pictures in his mind.
Listen to that cheerful tune blowing again, how beautiful it is! Hey! Why did you stop? Oh ... It turns out that the shepherd boy closed his eyes and fell asleep. Yes! He is really tired, so let him have a good sleep listening to the lullaby of bugs! References:
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7. An ancient poem with 250 words written on the cold river. According to this, you should give it to me. When the autumn wind blows, leaves fall and geese fly south. The poet stood on the edge of the Yangtze River and looked at the clouds, thinking of his hometown and relatives.
Seeing the lonely sails flying across the horizon reminds me of going home by boat. However, the river is long, where is the road? It's at the corner of perfume bay, far away from Chu and Tian Yun! It's hard to be far away, so I miss you more.
"I go forward. "I cried until my tears ran dry" expressed homesickness in a positive way, and "perfection" expressed the poet's homesickness. So homesick, of course, I want to go back to my hometown, so I have the performance of "I see a sail in the distant sky"
Looking at the lonely sails in the sky reminds me of going home by boat. This idea is really caused by homesickness, but it is not so easy to return to China because I have lost my way; I could have asked if I was lost, but the river and the sea were flat and the water was long, and I didn't know where to ask for directions.
The last two sentences, on the surface, are the difficulty of writing home. After careful scrutiny, readers can find that this place is not purely realistic, but actually describes the scene at that time and metaphors the poet's own sadness in his official career. The title of this poem is also "Pregnancy on the Early Cold River", which was written by the author after he left Chang 'an, traveled east to wuyue, and stayed on the river because of homesickness and early cold.
The first couplet, from beginning to end, has a broad artistic conception, which describes the infinite loneliness and dismay of homesickness. Then the second couplet expresses the nostalgia for hometown in fresh and bright language.
"I remember my home; However, the bend of the Xiangjiang River is surrounded by clouds in the south of the Yangtze River. " How kind.
Thousands of miles away, far away in the sky, clouds are scattered, out of reach, and even more melancholy. So the third triple uses "I go forward." "I cried till I cried my eyes out" to carry the homesickness of the second couplet, while "I saw a sail far away" to carry the loneliness on the first couplet, and the scenes were opposite, leading to sadness.
The tears of homesickness have been exhausted in the guests, and they are miserable; A shadow sails alone, floating in the sky, lonely and desolate. The last two sentences, because I can't go back, I'm disappointed in the sky. I'm in a maze and the world is rugged. "Its scenery is getting rougher and rougher. It's getting dark "sets off the author's confused mood.
The poet expressed his distress and hesitation with the landscape language of "the sky is vast and the dusk is boundless". Hidden, carefree.
The combination of poetic imagery and lyricism is harmonious and charming. This homesickness on the river is closely related to the frustration of official career.
Homesickness is often another manifestation of career frustration. The first two sentences of this poem are entitled "Early Cold River".
Flying south in the wild is a scene of "first cold" seen in the eyes, and the north wind in a cold water zone pays more attention to its own feelings. The two poems are very specific about the characteristics of seasonal climate and should be said to be realistic; However, these two poems describing the silence in the early stage are prepared for the lyricism in the back, so they have inspiring effects.
Facing the gloomy scenery in late autumn and early winter, I can't help but feel homesick, so I first thought of my hometown: my hometown is at the corner of Xiangshuiwan, far away from Chuhe, far away! It's hard to be far away, so I miss you more. "I go forward. "I cried until my tears ran dry" positively expressed my homesickness, while "near" fully expressed the poet's homesickness.
So homesick, of course, I want to go back to my hometown, so I have the performance of "I see a sail in the distant sky" Looking at the lonely sails in the sky reminds me of going home by boat.
This idea is really caused by homesickness, but it is not so easy to return to China because I have lost my way; I could have asked if I was lost, but the river and the sea were flat and the water was long. Where can I ask for directions? The last two sentences, on the surface, are hard to write home. After careful scrutiny, we found that this place is not purely realistic, but has a deep meaning. Meng Haoran once roamed the lower reaches of the Yangtze River with Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty in the 15th year of Kaiyuan, and then roamed wuyue in the 17th to 21st year of Kaiyuan.
This poem may have been written during roaming. Because he left home for a long time, he expressed his homesickness and his confusion in his poems.
The scenery is typical and lyrical, which can be described as "the feelings are born from the scene and the scene is melted". "Wild geese fly south, the north wind comes to Shui Han", these two sentences are scenery writing.
The author captured the typical things at that time and pointed out the seasons. The leaves on the tree gradually fall off, and the geese fly south. This is the most representative autumn scenery.
But autumn alone can't show "cold". The author makes people feel cold by whistling in the north wind, and points out the "early cold" in the title. Trees rustle, geese fly south, the north wind whistles and the weather is cold. The author painted a vivid picture of late autumn.
In this environment, it is easy to produce sad emotions. This is a technique of "arousing", and poetry naturally enters the second couplet.
When the author faced the scene before him, he felt homesick. The word "ge" has revealed homesickness.
The author lives in Xiangyang, which belonged to the State of Chu in ancient times. Therefore, it is called "Chu Yun Yun" in the poem, which can not only show the high terrain (compared with the lower reaches of the Yangtze River), but also show the feeling of looking up, which is beyond my reach, and also reveals the feeling of homesickness. "I remember my home; However, the winding Xiangjiang River is surrounded by the clouds in this southern country. This sentence seems to be plain, but if you chew it carefully, you can appreciate the beauty of the author's sentence refining and the pain of creating meaning.
If the second couplet only reveals some homesickness news, it has implied meaning and has not pointed it out; Then there is the triple "I move forward." "I cried till I cried" not only pointed out homesickness, but also exhausted this feeling. Not only am I so homesick, but my family is also looking forward to my return and the "homecoming" of Horizon.
Family wishes are naturally false words, but homesickness is expressed more strongly. "Where is the ferry? Can someone tell me? " It is an allusion that Confucius made Luz interested in The Analects.
Chang Ju and Jie Shui are hermits, while Confucius is a man who actively wants to go into politics. Chang Ju and Jie Shui don't talk about the location of Tianjin (Ferry), but instead ridicule Confucius for wandering around for help, causing Confucius to sigh.
The two sides are in a conflict between seclusion and politics. Meng Haoran used to be a hermit in Xiangyang, but now he travels all over the southeast (and finally goes to Chang 'an to study), but he combines the contradiction between seclusion and politics, which can't be solved, so he ends up with "getting more and more bumpy". It's getting dark. "
The surging river, even the sea, is endless, from dark to dusk. This kind of scenery completely sets off the author's confused mood.
This is a lyric poem about homesickness. Began in prosperity, borrowed Hongyan to fly south, and made guests homesick.
I saw the distant solitary sail in the middle, thought of my own disappointment, and finally wrote the stagnation I wanted to return to. The poet looks at his hometown in a foreign land and deeply misses Xiangyang and Xiangshui.
8. Who can adapt Lv Yan's ancient poem "The Shepherd Boy" into an article? 200 shepherds put piccolo on their waists and looked at the endless grassland. The old cow was grazing not far away, and the shepherd boy couldn't bear the loneliness, so he played the piccolo, and the slow evening wind took the flute to a far place. As night falls, the endless grassland is blown by the evening breeze, setting off layers of "waves".
Suddenly, there were several melodious flutes in the distance, followed by silence. The flute is getting clearer and clearer. At the end of the field of vision, a low figure appeared. It's a little shepherd boy playing the flute.
The little shepherd boy came slowly, and the beautiful flute was blown off and on by the evening breeze. Mother has been waiting for him at the entrance to the village. Although the family is poor in food, the little shepherd boy eats very sweetly. Mother looked at him and smiled.
The shepherd boy thought, will anyone hear his flute so far away? The shepherd boy fell asleep. The moonlight shone on him, so soft. Look, there is a faint smile on the shepherd boy's mouth. Maybe the moonlight also lit up his dream.
9. Rewrite an ancient poem "The Shepherd Boy" into a short essay with 200 words 1.
On the vast Yuan Ye, the green tobacco is undulating, just like dancing happily. The gentle evening breeze blows the Buddha with weeds, making a "brushing" sound, which is so sweet as if it were a beautiful piano music. Crickets croak, and the shepherd boy who went to herd cattle during the day hasn't come back, as if he had been blown away by a gust of wind. The melodious flute of the shepherd boy is getting closer and closer, which is pleasing to the eye. The hard work of the day is gone forever, and the troubles in my heart are suddenly eliminated without a trace. Mud flute is intermittent, vaguely floating in the wind, which is memorable.
Accompanied by the brisk flute, the shepherd boy rode home on an ox. After the shepherd boy had a delicious meal at home, it was already after dusk. The shepherd boy didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay on the soft grass. Under the bright moonlight, accompanied by the wind and the chirping of crickets, he entered a sweet dream.
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The endless Yuan Ye is covered with green grass. Looking around, green grass is like a green carpet, stretching for thousands of miles. A breeze blew, and the grass bent and bent, making a rustling sound. You can also contribute, as if singing to Uncle Feng. The singing is beautiful and intoxicating. Before I saw the returning shepherd boy, I heard the melodious sound of the shepherd flute, floating in the wind!
When the shepherd boy came back, it was dusk. Seeing the rich food on the table, he ate it with relish, and the fragrance filled the whole hut. After dinner, the sun has set and the bright moon has climbed the treetops. Piccolo in hand, the shepherd boy came to vilen with brisk steps. He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay flat on the grass, with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head as pillows, lying on the grass on a moonlit night, listening to unknown bugs singing in the grass, looking at the bright moon in the night sky, and images appeared in his mind. ...
Listen! The cheerful tone is blowing again, melodious and tactfully accompanied by the whistling of the wind and the humming of insects, just like a beautiful and moving piece of music, floating in the quiet night! Gradually, the flute became louder and louder, and it was almost inaudible. But the wind is blowing gently. It turned out that the shepherd boy closed his eyes and entered a sweet dream. ...
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On a cool summer night, the wind broke the silence of summer, and the bright moon hung high in the night sky, scattering light to the world, even the laughter and laughter of the past were gone. The vast Yuan Ye, covered with green grass, stretches for thousands of miles, like a green ocean. At first glance, it looks like an endless green carpet.
At this time, I haven't seen the returning shepherd boy, but I heard the melodious flute of the shepherd boy first. His flute makes people happy. On and off, it makes people feel comfortable and happy. The flute fluttering in the wind represents the cheerful mood of the shepherd boy. The shepherd boy's flute is getting closer and clearer.
After the shepherd boy finished his dinner, it was already after dusk. He walked to the grass while playing the flute skillfully. He lay leisurely in the open air enjoying the bright moon tonight, and 10 thousand "beautiful!" popped out of his heart. "The shepherd boy doesn't take off the hemp fiber at all, and he doesn't want to miss such a beautiful moon. While watching the moon, the shepherd boy teased the evening breeze with his flute. The shepherd boy thought: If there is such a beautiful moon every day, I can also let my friends enjoy it.
Although the shepherd boy has rested, he is still thinking about the moon tonight.