There is a breath of spring in the poem: "Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze." From this poem, I feel how powerful the vitality of grass is. Wherever the spring breeze blows, it is a vibrant scene. The same is true in life. It doesn't matter if you fall. The important thing is to wait for the opportunity and stand up again.
There is a rustle of spring rain in the poem: "sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." From this sentence, I feel the value of spring rain. When the seeds drank the sweet rain, they began to sprout, and the farmer's uncle blossomed happily. Seize every drop of spring rain, seize the growth of life, just as we seize the opportunity and seize ourselves.
There are many colors of spring in the poem: "The flower of sunrise is better than fire, and the water on the riverside is as green as blue." Yes, the scenery in spring is beautiful, but some people can't observe it In fact, there are many beautiful things in life, and some are just the lack of eyes to find beauty. Only by careful observation can we find them.
There is spring in the poem: "Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot is out of the wall." Isn't this the prosperity of spring? We should do the same, don't just be satisfied with the narrow space, break through the difficulties and find new pleasures in life.
Poetry has many meanings, some of which can inspire us, and some of which can even be used for a lifetime. Let's explore and discover together!
2. Gu Quan's poems (200 words) live in villages.
Qinggaoding
Grasshoppers fly in February,
Brush willows on the embankment, get drunk and smoke in the spring.
The children came back early from school,
Use Dongfeng to fly a kite.
To annotate ...
(1) Village residence: Living in the country.
⑵ Brush willow: The branches of willow are very long, hanging down and swinging slightly, as if touching the bank.
(3) Drunk: intoxicated, intoxicated.
(4) expulsion from school: after school.
5. Paper kite: kite: eagle. Kite: A kite.
Notes on the title or background of a book.
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.
Extension you want:
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.
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On a sunny day, I came to Surabaya to visit the beautiful scenery. There are flowers in full bloom and the smell is fragrant. The mountains in the distance are high and low, looming. A waterfall falls from the sky, just as the title of a poem written by Li Bai is "Suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days". There is also a stream at the foot of the mountain. The stream is crystal clear, and small fish and shrimps are playing in it.
In the distance, a small village is hidden among the flowers, and the flowers are overflowing. People all know that there is a spring breeze, but to really see it, we must see it through the colorful scenes of blooming flowers, green grass and sprouting young trees. . Who woke them up? Oh! It turns out that Miss Chun woke them up with her gentle hands!
Spring has come, and the spring breeze has blown the flowers away, and there are flowers everywhere. With the spring breeze, there is this boundless beauty!
4. The ancient poem "Spring Day" was rewritten into a 400-word composition. Spring is late and brisk. Migrating swallows fly back to the north from the south. They chirped, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " "
The grass poked its head out of the soil shyly and asked softly, "Is spring coming?" Where is spring? "
Willow let the wind comb her tender green hair and said softly, "Who is spring?"
At this time, Yingchunhua proudly said, "Haha, I am spring."
Morning glory is blowing its horn, as if welcoming spring.
Spring has finally arrived. She has green hair, fair face and clothes made of flowers.
Spring said to the flowers, "son, spring is you, you are a beautiful spring!" " "
The news that the earth woke up in 200 words has spread all over the spring breeze. The stream began to sing "Hua Hua", as if celebrating the arrival of Miss Chun.
As soon as Grandpa Dong left, Miss Chun quietly came to the world with a basket of flowers, accompanied by the spring rain. Suddenly, everything on the earth revived, and the flowers were overflowing, showing a vitality.
Wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, scattered villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossing winding rivers, willow branches by the river spit out buds, and reeds are green as soon as they come out.
The sky is blue and the sun is soft as a sponge; The wind blowing on people makes people as happy as being possessed. People are drunk and almost dissolved in this situation.
6. Poetry Rewriting Composition in Spring 100 Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the footsteps of spring are approaching, and everything is like a calm spring. The poet Zhu opened the window, took a long breath and stretched himself. The poet looked at the cloudless day in Wan Li and wanted to go out for a walk. He thought, if it is scattered well, maybe he can make a poem!
Along the way, the poet saw wicker shaking, birds jumping on trees, butterflies picking honey, and beautiful flowers competing for each other. Dragonflies fly in the air, and their wings are invisible and intangible. The whole text, I don't know where to start, so the poet had to appreciate it again. When the poet came to the Surabaya River, something fresh and wonderful came into his eyes. The dew on the flower is like priceless treasure, very beautiful. The poet lamented: colorful is always spring!