Ask to write a 400-word composition and introduce a poem you like.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine? This is my favorite poem, like a Yu Pei that has been worn for many years. The more you play, the more you like it. It is said that this is just a note by Bai Juyi. A note inviting neighbors and friends over for a drink. Literati are literati, and articles painstakingly made may not necessarily become excellent works. Twenty words at hand will become magical products. Green ant wine is a kind of rice wine, the color is green, and there is a layer of rice grains floating like ants. The newer the better, usually drink it while it is hot. Egoism, this wine is not high, it may be slightly sweet and fragrant. I'm sorry I haven't had it. There is a touch of red in the quiet stove. Maybe I haven't seen him since the 1990s. Before the liquefied gas era, every household had a coal stove. Warm is the word "red mud", while yellow and black are vulgar. But also "small". A warmth jumps from the paper. It must be used for scalding wine, and maybe playing barbecue. I don't know. The big stove was unbearable and turned into a boiler. Sitting by the boiler drinking, steaming, but lacking elegance. The most wonderful thing is "there is a feeling of snow in the dusk outside". They must not live far away, and it's going to snow. It's not down yet, it's coming down soon, it's not too late! Come here quickly! In fact, it is the author's alcoholism, boredom and thirst. But you are all literate, so don't be impatient! He can't write: "Good wine, enough food, stupid man, come quickly." That's unseemly. So, the author said slowly and methodically, "How about a glass of wine inside? ? "No word is a modal particle, which has no meaning. But it costs 1000 yuan to use it here. The tone, attitude and expression of that kind of literati are all here. Comparable to Cao Mengde's "heroes in the world, only the monarch and Cao Er!" The word "ear". "A cup" is a function word, I think. How can I just have one drink? It snowed heavily and it got dark. Drink it! Keep drinking! I think that after receiving this note, the invited "Liu Nineteen" couldn't help coming. Have to come, even dare not come. You have to come quickly, you can't delay. If we delay, the snow will fall and the wine will get old. You have to get drunk when you come. Not if you're not drunk. If you don't get drunk, you have failed this altar of green ant wine. There are red-stirred, alcoholic owners in the quiet stove, and most importantly, this poem. After several dreams, how I wish I were that "Liu Nineteen"! If I were the old Liu, I would get drunk-"write me such a good poem!" " "Drunk also willingly! For that poem. By the way, the title of this poem is a suggestion for my friend Liu.