1. Rewrite a composition of about 400 words in "Guan Ju"
"Guan Guan, Guan Guan.
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Familiar waterfowl The sound rang in my ears again. The rippling blue water of the lake, swayed by a patch of waterlilies in the wind, makes people even more intoxicated, just like her.
With a beautiful face and a graceful figure, she plucks watercress along the current, and her delicate hands are full in the evening.
She is exactly the beauty I am looking for in my sleep. She is breathtakingly beautiful. The funny thing is, the first time I tried to approach her, she was politely rejected.
I, who had always been confident, suddenly couldn’t find my direction. I felt lost and confused, dissolved in wine, and burned in my heart. For several nights, I couldn't sleep because I only had her in my mind.
But in the next few days, I still couldn't even say a word to her. I wanted to leave, but unexpectedly I saw her again before leaving, still walking through the patch of waterlilies like a fairy, with her delicate hands still as graceful as ever.
But I am not qualified to be by her side. I just want to leave this heartbreaking place alone.
.Thinking of this, a feeling of sadness came to my heart. I untied the Yaoqin tied behind my back and played a solo song "Beauty Pity". I wanted to vent my depression, but I couldn't restrain my admiration. . When the song ended, I couldn't help but sigh again, and I thought: It's time to go.
"That song just now was "Beauty's Pity"?" I looked up in surprise, and it turned out that she had parked the boat next to me without knowing when. At that time, I simply didn’t know what to say. I was so surprised that I forgot to answer.
She looked at me with a smile, "Master, can you play one more song?" "Miss, please teach me." For more than ten days after that, every day when the sun sets, I will always sit by the lake. , played for her as she walked through the water plants, and she began to sing happily along with the melody.
Waterbirds flying low and chirping, waterlilies swaying in the wind, songs and tunes echoing on the lake.
I suddenly discovered that this place is more beautiful and full of hope than before. But now, the sunset looks so bleak without her.
The waterfowl are still flying low, the water plants are still swaying in the wind, and the Yao Qin on my lap has not played music for a long time. I wonder if the melody it plays is still beautiful. A gust of wind blew by, and the love song from the past sounded again, giving blessings to her who once circulated among the water plants, and also to blessing her lover who was far away.
.. 2. Rewrite a composition of about 400 words in "Guan Ju"
"Guan Guan, Guan Guan..."
The familiar sound of water birds sounded in my ears again. The rippling blue water of the lake, swayed by a patch of waterlilies in the wind, makes people even more intoxicated, just like her. .
With a beautiful face and a graceful figure, she plucks watercress along the current, and her delicate hands are full in the evening. She is exactly the beauty I am looking for in my sleep, breathtakingly beautiful.
The funny thing is that the first time I tried to approach her, she was politely rejected. I, who had always been confident, suddenly couldn't find my direction. I felt lost and confused. It was dissolved in the wine and burned in my heart. For several nights, I couldn't sleep because I only had her in my mind. But for the next few days, I still couldn't even say a word to her.
I wanted to leave, but unexpectedly I saw her again before leaving. She was still walking through the patch of waterlilies like a fairy, with her delicate hands still as graceful as ever. But I am not qualified to be by her side, I just want to leave this heartbreaking place alone. . Thinking of this, a feeling of sadness came to my heart. I untied the Yaoqin tied behind my back and played a solo song "Beauty Pity". I wanted to vent my depression, but I couldn't suppress my admiration. When the song ended, I couldn't help but sigh again, and I thought: It's time to go.
"That song just now was "Beauty's Pity"?"
I looked up in surprise, and it turned out that she had parked the boat next to me without knowing when. At that time, I simply didn’t know what to say. I was so surprised that I forgot to answer.
She looked at me with a smile, "Master, can you play one more song?"
"Please give me some advice."
In the next ten days or so, Every day when the sun sets, I will always sit by the lake and play for her as she walks through the water plants, and she starts to sing happily along with the melody. The low-flying and chirping waterbirds, the waterlilies swaying in the wind, and the songs and tunes echoing on the lake. . I suddenly found that this place is more beautiful and full of hope than before.
But now, the sunset without her seems so bleak.
The water birds are still flying low, the water plants are still swaying in the wind, and the Yao Qin on my lap has not played music for a long time. I wonder if the melody it plays is still beautiful.
A gust of wind blew by, and the love song from the past sounded again, giving blessings to her who once circulated among the water plants, and also to bless the beloved in the distance. .
.. 3. Adapt the article by Guan Ju (more than 400 words, speed
The best answer - selected by the questioner at 2007-01-02 21:07:44
Guan Jujiu, a graceful lady, a gentleman loves to eat.
There are many fairies floating around. Thinking about it. It's leisurely, tossing and turning.
The fair ladies are picking it up.
The fair ladies are picking it up. .
Jujiu Guanguan is singing happily, and they are in pairs on the river beach. The beautiful and virtuous women are my good companions. I am busy picking her. I miss her in my dreams.
I cannot get her. I think about her day and night, and my heart breaks.
The water plants of varying lengths are picked everywhere on the left and right. Beautiful and virtuous women will love each other forever while playing the piano, drum and harp.
The water plants of varying lengths are picked on the left and right. Ringing bells and beating drums make her pregnant. 4. Rewrite Guan Ju into a prose of about 500 words
Ju Jiu Guan sings to each other, and she lives on a small island in the Yellow River.
A quiet and beautiful girl. , is really my good match. Fresh watercress of varying lengths, picked from side to side along the stream.
A quiet and beautiful girl, I wanted to love her in my dream but I didn’t get it when I woke up.
The love is long and endless, and it is difficult to fall asleep. If there are no fresh water plants, pick the left one and the right one.
The quiet and beautiful girl makes her happy by ringing bells and drums. Let’s look at the appreciation more: Appreciation: Because it has been passed down for a long time, it has a profound influence. Therefore, there have always been different opinions on this poem. Some people think that it is a love poem and hymn; "Zi" said that "harp" and "bells and drums" are not the music of the common people)
It is a poem to congratulate a newlywed... In fact, we should carefully consider the sincere and passionate feelings in the poem. Think of it as an ancient folk love song that originated more than 2,000 years ago. The poem describes in detail a man's unrequited love, his admiration, love and desire, and this is what everyone has experienced since ancient times. The deepest hope for love in my heart.
The whole poem is divided into three chapters. The first four sentences are based on seeing things and writing about my love and longing. Jujiu is a kind of water bird. According to legend, this Male and female birds love each other and are inseparable. If one dies first, the other will be sad and will not eat, and will die of haggardness.
Therefore, the first sentence uses the harmonious singing of birds to arouse the man's infinite emotions, thinking that the beautiful and virtuous girl is his ideal match! As for who the "fair lady" is, is it a man who met a beautiful woman by the river, fell in love at first sight, and pursued her with admiration? Or when a man sees Jujiu in love with each other as a pair, his heart flutters with love, and he misses the person in his heart. This leaves plenty of room for everyone's imagination. The eight sentences in the second chapter express the man's love and lovesickness in his unsuccessful pursuit of love with lingering sadness.
"Scattered water plants flowing left and right" may imply that the girl is picking water plants by the river. Her beautiful posture and her graceful silhouette are deeply imprinted on the man's heart. , indelible. Perhaps it's because of the floating nature and the elusive heart of a girl that this love journey between the two is destined to be difficult and difficult.
So I thought about it day and night, and could not forget it for a moment. During the day, I have no taste for food and have no intention of doing anything, and during the long night, I can only lie in bed, tossing and turning, meditating and unable to fall asleep. I keep repeating in my heart the name of my lover and the shadow of my lover. This kind of "love but not love, but not love" The infatuated longing for "forgetting his love" is just the word "sorrow"! The eight sentences in the third chapter describe the joy that men long for when their wishes come true.
Someone said: "This poem describes the entire process of the lyric protagonist's encounter, pursuit, love and marriage with a girl." Read the whole poem carefully, and if it ends up just like a happy reunion in a fairy tale The ending - the prince and princess lived happily ever after, so the poetry is gone! Love deeply without resentment, and the desire for love can lead to the sublimation of love.
This man who fell in love and couldn't extricate himself was not so sad that he vomited blood and fell ill, nor did he commit suicide or kill in despair. Instead, he found a way out for his feelings, built a beautiful castle in the air, and imagined Lovers will eventually get married. In an instant he was satisfied, and he and his lover were united in perfect harmony! So a fictional and lively wedding scene unfolded happily, and we couldn't help but be intoxicated and bless it.
But fantasy is not reality after all. After a second thought, what will the man think of? Is it a deeper lovesickness? Is it the steadfastness of "a spring silkworm's silk threads will not be used up until they die, a wax torch's tears will not dry until they turn to ashes"? Maybe I’ll leave it to everyone to ponder carefully! "Guan Ju", a short poem, occupies a special position in the history of Chinese literature.
It is the first chapter of the Book of Songs, the oldest classic of Chinese literature.
Although judging by their nature, some mythological stories should have been produced earlier, but as written records, they are relatively late. So it can almost be said that when you look at the history of Chinese literature, the first thing you encounter is "Guan Ju".
Did the people who originally compiled the Book of Songs have some intention in the arrangement of the poems? This is no longer known. But at least the understanding of later generations does not think that "Guan Ju" was randomly ranked first.
Confucius mentioned "Poetry" (i.e. "The Book of Songs") many times in "The Analects of Confucius", but the only work that made a specific evaluation was "Guanyong", which is called "joyful but not obscene. Sad but not sad." In his opinion, "Guan Ju" is a model of the virtue of "gold mean".
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This involves an ethical thought in ancient China: In the eyes of the ancients, husband and wife are the beginning of human relations, and the perfection of all morality in the world must be based on the virtue of husband and wife. The author of "Preface to Mao's Poems" believes that "Guanyong" has exemplary significance in this regard, so it is listed as "the beginning of "Feng"".
It can be used to influence the world, and it is applicable to both "villagers", that is, ordinary people, and "states", that is, the ruling class. In this way, the meaning of "Guanyong" is great! How much truth is there in this understanding? Let’s leave that aside for now and start with the poetry itself.
The content of "Guan Ju" is actually very simple. It is about a "gentleman"'s pursuit of a "lady". When he couldn't get a "lady", he was distressed and couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning; when he got a "lady", The "lady" was very happy and asked people to play music to celebrate, and in this way made the "lady" happy. The identity of the characters in the work is very clear: "Gentleman" was a general term for aristocrats in the era of "The Book of Songs", and this "gentleman" had to have a certain status because he had the music of harps, bells and drums at home.
In the past, this poem was often interpreted as a "folk love song", but I'm afraid that's wrong. What it depicts is obviously the life of the aristocratic class. In addition, it is certainly true to say that it is a love poem, but I am afraid it is not an ordinary love poem.
According to my opinion, this is originally a wedding song, which is sung by the groom’s family to praise the bride and wish them a happy marriage. Many ballads in "The Book of Songs: Guofeng" have general lyrical meaning, entertainment function, and ceremonial practicality. However, the original purpose of some poems is unclear to later generations, so they are regarded as ordinary songs. of songs.
Let’s put <. 5. Guan Ju rewrote a 300-word essay
In the morning, the sky was just a little white.
The morning dew in late autumn condensed into frost in the cold wind of Thurso, making the area completely white and extremely depressing.
On the lake, reed flowers float, sometimes flying in the autumn wind, sometimes falling to the water, causing no ripples, but helplessly dyeing the autumn water white.
On the shore, there was a man, standing alone in the severe frost, looking at the lake covered with reed flowers, with an indifferent expression, without a trace of flowing breath, just standing alone, as if waiting for something.
On the opposite bank, outside the reed flowers, there is a faint house with shallow tiles and light walls. Against the backdrop of the flying reed flowers, it also has a slightly otherworldly atmosphere. Perhaps there lives in this house a woman who is both graceful and graceful, and who is equally unworldly. And she may not know that at this moment when the reed flowers are dancing and the silver frost is forming a bleak season, there is a woman on the other side who is willing to devote her whole life to protecting her. Her infatuated person.
He and she, one on the shore and the other in the middle of the water, can't be reached.
There are still so many reeds, floating gracefully in the wind, stretching their slender waists. Large tracts of white frost gradually melted into shallow dew, and mist arose. He was still standing there, with no other expression or movement. Between his eyebrows, there was determination - firmness.
The houses on the other side became more indistinct in the haze, as if they were mirages, a real dream. She is in a dream, but does she know?
He and she, one on the shore and the other in the water, were close, but still separated by a lake. In autumn, reed flowers float, blurring each other's sight.
The sun has already shown its face, and the reeds are enjoying the warm touch in the sun. The fog gradually dissipates, the morning dew is slightly dry, and there is still a haze on the water. He still stands like that, translucent and clear. Her eyes were still staring at the other side, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in Pingting's figure hidden by the reed flowers.
And she, standing in the autumn wind, her long black hair floating like reed flowers, looking at the reed flowers on the lake like a flying sea of ??snow, the mist gradually dissipating, but she never saw those eyes , and those regrets...
He and she, one on the shore, the other in the water, not far apart, but always missed...
The sunset.
The setting clouds and the solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.
He was still standing there, but the shadow on the other side disappeared.
“It’s night, and it’s time to go back to the scenery.
"A faint voice came from behind. He turned around suddenly, and she turned around. Before he could express his love, she left...
Looking at her leaving back, he felt sad...
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There was always a lake between him and her!
He left silently.
However, he forgot to take his heart with him. Over there on the shore.
She is the most beautiful scene in his heart, the season of flying reed flowers, a broken heart 6. Imagination Essay 400 About Guan Ju
Rare It was a refreshing summer day. The sunlight passed through the window lattice quietly, and the railing outside the window was covered with the cool and mottled shadows of the leaves. So he aimlessly followed the footsteps of the sunlight fragments and the pleasant whispering sound of Guanju birds. I felt extremely relaxed and comfortable. It seemed that I had not been in such a bright mood for a long time. I saw a slim woman in a plain skirt on the other side of the lake, leisurely trying to calm the restless lake water with her hands, lowering her head. He gently picked out the green lily pads covering the water surface. Then he walked quickly in the direction of the woman. He wanted to chat with her on such a beautiful afternoon to relieve the tired emptiness in his heart. But When he got closer, his footsteps stopped involuntarily - the waterlilies all over the lake were moving in the breeze, and they were in harmony with the clouds in the blue sky, and together they set off that quiet and beautiful face. Even though he was bending down. Although she was a simple woman, the melancholy in her eyes and the slightly raised chin with her head lowered highlighted her normal life. The clearness inside was high. The wind messed up her hair and messed up his thoughts. He watched all this with bated breath. This passionate wind hit the memory of his hazy dream like lightning, and then it became real Got it, “She has appeared in my dreams countless times! "The woman seemed to be aware of someone standing next to her. She gently stroked her long hair, turned her face slightly, and stared at the strange man in front of her with deer-like eyes. Their eyes met, and his heart became soft. The charming water plant, the woman smiled again and lowered her head, showing the wisdom of a child and the shyness of a girl. The sudden moment of smiling like a rose that bloomed thousands of times faster under the lens, suddenly took away his whole heart. Go. The most tenderness of bowing her head was as shy as a water lotus. From then on, his mind could no longer hold anything. Every corner was filled with images of women bowing their heads and smiling. After tossing and turning, he understood that this was Love at first sight. Staring blankly at the blue-black sky in the distance and the few stars in the distance. This song of thoughts is overwhelming in my heart. All because the woman politely rejected his love. She has her own sweetheart, and the same Yes, his smile was the most precious in her memory. He finally understood that this was an irreversible ending. But how much he wanted to play her beloved "Beauty Pity" in front of her. If she was willing to listen, He is also willing to play for her all afternoon, or even for a lifetime. The still water flows deep, and all the hurt thoughts flow to the deepest part of the heart, and the thoughts are placed in the tenderest place in the heart. 7. Use "Guan Ju" as the topic. Write an essay
The sky in Guanyong is high and the clouds are wide, the sun is white and the wind is clear, and the poplar flowers are gradually folding. The autumn fragrance is not strong yet, the leaves of Xianmen have fallen, the sparse tung trees have fallen, and the moist autumn is approaching. The breeze supports the willows, and the morning glow is bright. I walked under the willow trees on the embankment. The sky was blue, and you were like a fairy in a splash-ink painting, with the gentle sunshine leaning on your face. You were wearing a light crimson pleated skirt, with a small The pearl hairpin with flowers pierced by hundreds of butterflies is slanted on the side of the bun, and the tassels hanging low in front of the forehead have also been scattered by the autumn wind. Look carefully, you have slender shoulders, slim waist, fresh lychees on your cheeks, and fragrant pomegranate teeth. . Slender waist, bright eyebrows and white teeth. Heart of ice and snow. The spirit of orchid and osmanthus. The autumn water is the sacred jade and the bone. The clouds and clouds on her clothes are naturally like a flying fairy, like willows and smoke. A pair of white silk embroidered boots, exquisite embroidery work. The peach blossoms are inlaid on it, lifelike and real at the same time illusory. Standing at the head of the boat picking water plants, with fluttering clothes, the voice is as elegant and pleasant as the oriole singing in a low voice. In this way, you gradually leave me. They passed each other not far away, and the Buddha said: It took five hundred years of looking back in the past life to pass by in this life. I still stood there blankly thinking about the scene just now, and couldn't get back to my senses for a long time. The willows are falling and the willows are sparse. , Xiaoxiao dusk rain was flying, and it was indifferent and cold. I walked alone on the embankment in the drizzle and coolness, looking at the direction you left in trance. Since then, I have been unable to sleep day and night, tossing and turning, thinking about you. It looks like a quiet flower with thin calyx, and the fragrance of roses. White butterflies are playing with the fragrant grass, the wind is hissing on the rugged mountain top, and the branches with shadows are scattered. The early cold is indifferent and the remaining willows are supported. As time goes by, I have visited the place where I first met many times, but I never see it again. I didn't see your figure either. I was playing the piano alone under the sycamore tree, and a song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" played, sometimes soft and long, sometimes piercing the clouds and cracking rocks, sometimes like a red phoenix spreading its wings, soaring into the sky. .The fragrance that fills the hall is not something that can only be found in orchids. The sound that echoes around the beams really lingers in my thoughts. It feels like resentment, admiration, and weeping. The lingering sound lingers like a wisp. Suddenly, I seem to see something emerging from under the pavilion opposite. Your figure. "Guan Guan Jiujiu, in the River Continent. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man." Such a story is being staged under this sky again. 8. Rewrite Guan Ju into a prose of about 500 words
Ju Jiu Guan sings to each other, and both of them live on small islands in the Yellow River.
A quiet, beautiful and good girl, she is really a good match for me. Fresh waterlilies of varying lengths are picked from left to right along the flow of water.
A quiet, beautiful and good girl, I miss her during the day and love her in my dreams.
I didn't get what I wanted when I pursued the girl, but when I woke up, I was always attracted by her in my dreams.
The lovesickness is endless, and it is difficult to fall asleep after tossing and turning. Waterlilies of varying lengths are fresh, pick them from the left and pick them from the right.
A quiet, beautiful and good girl, she plays the piano and plays the harp. The watermelons are of varying lengths, so I picked them from the left to the right.
A quiet, beautiful and good girl, ringing bells and drums makes her happy. Let’s look at the appreciation and understand it better: Appreciation: Because it has been circulated for a long time and has a profound and great influence, there have always been different opinions on this poem. Some people think that it is a love poem and a hymn; it is a virtuous poem and a satire. Poetry; it is an educational poem about marriage for aristocrats in the context of robbery (according to "Mozi", "harp" and "bell and drum" are not the joy of common people.)
; It is a poem to congratulate newlyweds ,……. In fact, if we carefully consider the sincere and passionate feelings in the poem, we would rather regard it as an ancient folk love song that was produced more than 2,000 years ago. What the poem describes in detail is a man's unrequited love. Admiration, love and desire, this is the deepest desire for love in everyone's heart since ancient times.
The whole poem is divided into three chapters. The first four sentences of the first chapter are about seeing things and writing about one's own love and desires. The dove is a kind of water bird. It is said that the male and female of this kind of birds love each other and are inseparable. If one of them dies first, the other one will be sad and will not eat, and will die of haggardness.
Therefore, the first sentence uses the harmonious singing of birds to arouse the man's infinite emotions, thinking that the beautiful and virtuous girl is his ideal match! As for who the "fair lady" is, is it a man who met a beautiful woman by the river, fell in love at first sight, and pursued her with admiration? Or when a man sees Jujiu in love as a pair, his heart flutters with love, and he misses the person in his heart. This leaves plenty of room for everyone's imagination. The eight sentences in the second chapter, with lingering sadness, express the man's love and the pain of lovesickness in his unsuccessful pursuit.
"Scattered water plants flowing left and right" may imply that the girl is picking water plants by the river. Her beautiful posture and her graceful silhouette are deeply imprinted on the man's heart. , indelible. Perhaps it's because of the floating water and the unpredictable girl's heart that the love journey between the two is destined to be difficult and difficult.
So I thought about it day and night, and could not forget it for a moment. During the day, I have no taste for food and have no intention of doing anything, and during the long night, I can only lie in bed, tossing and turning, meditating and unable to fall asleep. I keep repeating in my heart the name of my lover and the shadow of my lover. This kind of "love but not love, but not love" The infatuated longing for "forgetting his love" is just the word "sorrow"! The eight sentences in the third chapter describe the joy that men long for when their wishes come true.
Someone said: "This poem describes the entire process of the lyrical hero's encounter, pursuit, love and marriage with a girl." Read the whole poem carefully, and if in the end it is just like a happy reunion in a fairy tale The ending - the prince and princess lived happily ever after, so the poetry is gone! Love deeply without resentment, and the desire for love can lead to the sublimation of love.
This man who fell in love and couldn't extricate himself was not so sad that he vomited blood and fell ill, nor did he commit suicide or kill in despair. Instead, he found a way out for his feelings, built a beautiful castle in the air, and imagined Lovers will eventually get married. In an instant he was satisfied, and he and his lover were united in perfect harmony! So a fictional and lively wedding scene unfolded happily, and we couldn't help but be intoxicated and bless it.
But fantasy is not fact after all. After a second thought, what will the man think of? Is it a deeper lovesickness? Is it the steadfastness of "the spring silkworm's thread will not be used until it dies, and the wax torch's tears will not dry until it turns to ashes"? Maybe I’ll leave it to everyone to ponder carefully! "Guan Ju", a short poem, occupies a special position in the history of Chinese literature. It is the first chapter of the Book of Songs, the oldest classic of Chinese literature.
Although judging by their nature, some mythological stories should have been produced earlier, but as written records, they are relatively late. So it can almost be said that when you look at the history of Chinese literature, the first thing you encounter is "Guan Ju".
Did the people who originally compiled the Book of Songs have some intention in the arrangement of the poems? This is no longer known. But at least the understanding of later generations does not think that "Guan Ju" was randomly ranked first.
Confucius mentioned "Poetry" (i.e. "The Book of Songs") many times in "The Analects of Confucius", but the only work that made a specific evaluation was "Guanyong", which is called "joyful but not obscene. Sad but not sad." In his opinion, "Guan Ju" is a model of the virtue of "gold mean".
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This involves an ethical thought in ancient China: In the eyes of the ancients, husband and wife are the beginning of human relations, and the perfection of all morality in the world must be based on the virtue of husband and wife. The author of "Preface to Mao's Poems" believes that "Guanyong" has exemplary significance in this regard, so it is listed as "the beginning of "Feng"".
It can be used to influence the world, and it is applicable to both "villagers", that is, ordinary people, and "states", that is, the ruling class. In this way, the meaning of "Guanyong" is great! How much truth is there in this understanding? Let’s leave that aside for now and start with the poetry itself.
The content of "Guan Ju" is actually very simple. It is about a "gentleman"'s pursuit of a "lady". He was distressed when he couldn't get a "lady" and couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning; The "lady" was very happy and asked people to play music to celebrate, thus making the "lady" happy. The identity of the characters in the work is very clear: "Gentleman" was a general term for aristocrats in the era of "The Book of Songs", and this "gentleman" had to have a certain status because he had the music of harps, bells and drums at home.
In the past, this poem was often interpreted as a "folk love song", but I'm afraid that's wrong. What it depicts is obviously the life of the aristocratic class. In addition, it is certainly true to say that it is a love poem, but I am afraid it is not an ordinary love poem.
According to my opinion, this turned out to be a wedding song, which was sung by the groom’s family to praise the bride and wish them a happy marriage. Many ballads in "The Book of Songs: Guofeng" have general lyrical meaning, entertainment function, and ceremonial practicality. However, the original purpose of some poems is unclear to later generations, so they are regarded as ordinary songs. of songs.
Let's check it. 9. Change Guanju into a composition of 600 words
Jujiu chirped loudly, with a heavenly duet, and they flew down on the sandbank in the river.
I stood in the misty woods and looked into the distance, as if I saw her. She stood in the gentle wind, with a peaceful smile on her face.
Looking at her skillful and beautiful appearance, ripples suddenly appeared in my heart... Long and short waterlilies floated on the water, and in the hazy I saw her picking green ones from left to right along the current. Watercress stems. Looking at the bright smile on her face, I smiled too.
She doesn’t know yet that I am thinking of her day and night, whether in a dream or awake, day or night... Even though I miss her so much, she is still there She couldn't stand in front of me and watched the white clouds drifting by in the sky. In the snow-white clouds, I seemed to see her shadow and her peaceful smile. She makes me think about her day and night.
Under the moonlight, I was filled with long-lasting true feelings and lingering thoughts, but I was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep... The waterlilies grew unevenly in the water. In my dream, I saw her moving from left to right. He kept picking the watercress. Seeing her walking lightly, I couldn't help but say the words that have been buried in my heart for a long time: "A virtuous and beautiful girl, I believe that we will get along like a harp and a harp and love each other forever..." Long and short The water plants floated with the water waves, and I vaguely saw her picking left and right.
Listening to the festive sound of firecrackers outside the window, I made an eternal promise: "My virtuous and beautiful girl, I will beat the bells and drums to marry you...". 10. A 600-word essay on Guan Ju
"Guan Ju dove, in the river island."
In front of a clear stream, there is a scene that catches the eye, a pair of The doves flew into the single scene in front of the stream. Under the blue sky and in front of the gently flowing stream, they stayed on the branches looking at each other and singing to each other. The originally motionless single scene in front of the stream changed. For the sake of the spring-filled doves and singing pictures, I realized that this is an animal that never abandons and relies on each other, an animal with thoughts and emotions! The eyes they look at each other should be the most trustworthy "beauty" in the world, and the musical notes they sing to each other should be the most charming "scenery" in the world! In this beautiful scenery that no one wants to break, a quiet and petite woman slowly walks into the picture of Jujiu and Ming. Will this step arouse public outrage or laughter? We strolled along with the author's words... "My Fair Lady" couldn't help but be distracted among the flowers. She looked at the flowing stream and the mountains in the distance, as if waiting for something. Suddenly she came back to her senses and picked fresh flowers. One by one, the water plants were put into the basket in her hand. The smooth and tender hands were drawing arc after arc in the air, but the woman didn't know that there was a gentleman in the distance whose eyes were following this arc. eyeball! Is the gentleman attracted by the picture of the girl picking water plants in front of him, or is he fascinated by the beauty in front of him? After a while, the girl walked out of the beautiful scenery, leaving only a reluctant look in her eyes. The man hiding behind the tree saw her disappearing from the beautiful scenery bit by bit, and then he dared to step forward from behind the tree and walked in. Everywhere she just walked, I could smell the fragrance she left behind from time to time. The man was thinking about it, thinking about every action she just made and every smile she left behind. When the man came back to his senses, he had already Near dusk, he walked leisurely on his way home, and the woman's smile still appeared in his mind, although he had known that that smile would never appear in his world! At this time, the protagonist of the painting had already become this man, and he named the painting "A Gentleman's Dreaming Picture"! I don’t know how long it took, but a night scene appeared in this painting. I walked into this painting and took a closer look. It was quiet at night and the simple house was quiet. A gentleman was lying on the bed thinking about the smile he could not get. After a while, my eyes closed melancholy, and I seemed to have walked into the dreamland he thought about day and night: On a sunny day, a man and a woman were chatting and chasing each other in the field. The woman was picking water plants and following her. The favorite boy opposite sang in harmony, and soon a pair of doves flew over and sang in harmony, echoing their voices. Finally, a picture of happiness in dreams that everyone yearned for appeared...