One early autumn night, the girl asked the boy to meet at the corner of the city. After receiving the girl's letter, the boy was filled with joy, carefully selected his favorite clothes and went to the appointment.
The girl disappeared when the boy arrived in a hurry. The boy's excited heart is not lost at all. He looked around anxiously, but in his field of vision, only a few red sunset clouds floated in the distance, reflecting the golden crimson leaves and the corner of the turret standing in the autumn wind.
And that girl, hiding in the turret, secretly looked at the boy. A handsome young man in white was waiting there, wandering. Seeing that boys are worried about themselves and the autumn wind blows through each other's hearts, girls' faint shyness is mixed with a little love, but more is endless joy, because girls see the boys' sincere feelings for themselves. A wave of sweetness welled up in my heart, and it was the girl's face and that touched heart that was reflected by the sunset glow.
Although some can't bear it, the lovely girl doesn't want to go downstairs to see the boy at once. She also wants to look at that boy quietly and see how much he misses himself and loves himself.
It's getting late, the clouds on the horizon are getting darker and darker, and all the scenery is rich. Only the boy in white in the wind is waiting silently, and his handsome face is frowning. The depressing scene, hiding melancholy and anxiety, is on this street. The boy became very worried. He refused to leave and still paced anxiously in the quiet street in the corner of the city.
"You can't miss your heart for long." The boy took out two things from his arms, held them tightly in his hands and put them on his chest. They are Tongguan and Maocaoya. He muttered, "This red wind instrument! You made it for me yourself. It is as red as your heart, and the warmth spreads in my heart. How beautiful! I still remember that day, when you came back from the wild, you gave me the thatched buds and told me that they were our keepsakes. So far, I have carefully treasured it. It's not beautiful, just because you gave it to me! It becomes beautiful because of your beauty ... "
There was silence all around, only the boy's voice echoed in the air. When the girl heard the boy's affectionate words, she couldn't help crying, which was full of endless affection. Girls can't stand to see boys so worried about themselves. She ran downstairs with light steps, but she was quick and threw herself into the boy's arms.
The boy was relieved to see that the girl was safe. When he saw the tears flashing in the girl's eyes, he asked anxiously, "What's the matter? Why are you crying? " The girl gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said with a smile, "Nothing, it's all my fault ... I'm sorry to hide in the turret and make you wait anxiously ..." The boy understood the girl's mind and didn't let her go on, just held her tightly in his arms.
"You really won't blame me?" The girl leaned against the boy's shoulder and asked with concern.
"no! I was just worried about you. I'm afraid something will happen to you. Now that you are safe, I am relieved ... "A sweet kiss fell on the girl's eyebrows.
Boys know that girls are fooling themselves, but they are not very angry. His love can accommodate all the girls, not to mention a little worry.
This early autumn night, the two embraced in the world of love. Love soaked the whole world, and they vowed never to part!
Later, the boy wrote a poem:
A quiet girl, once in the corner of the city, I love but can't see, scratching my head.
A quiet woman is beautiful. Let me pass through the tube. The tube is full of wisdom and says that a woman is beautiful.
Returning from the pasture, beauty is different, and every bandit girl is beautiful and awkward.
My own job
2. Rewrite Quiet Girl into an 800-word narrative. My beloved girl finally agreed to meet me. Get up early and wash up carefully. I rehearsed over and over again what I wanted to say when I met you in the room, repeating my manners. I picked up a book, but I couldn't understand a word. At the moment, my heart is not in the room, but beside my sweetheart. I can't help smiling at the thought of her demure beauty. Alas, at which moment, at which second, her figure didn't occupy my mind, making me think about tea and rice?
Two magpies are singing thoughtfully in the acacia tree outside the door. The appointed meeting time is coming. I adjusted my clothes and walked slowly to the corner of the city. My heart was pounding. Along the way, it seems that all the young people cast envious eyes on me. The peach blossoms on the riverside are in full bloom, and the petals are pink and delicate. Isn't it like the face of a sweetheart? Holy ice turned into soft waves, and the calm river sang love songs. Girl, I really want to ride the spring breeze and come to your side quickly!
Waiting can give people hope, comfort and disappointment. Time is like a crawling snail, testing my restless heart. The crowd is surging, but there is no familiar figure. An hour passed, and I began to feel uneasy, pacing hesitatingly, eager to see the crowd. My heart is going crazy. Dear girl, where are you hiding? Why didn't you show up?
A few leaden clouds floated leisurely, and the sky darkened, sprinkling intermittent spring rain. Did the rain wet your clothes? Will the accumulated water on the road stain your embroidered shoes? Girl, show yourself quickly, and don't make me anxious again.
Ah, here she comes! She came to me gracefully with a shy smile. She handed me a red tubular plant and said with a smile, "This is for you." The soft voice rippled in the lake of my heart, just like the gentle spring breeze. That plant is ruddy and beautiful, which is even more touching than the sunshine coming out of the clouds inch by inch at this time. I really like the rainbow as beautiful as an arch bridge in the sky after the rain. The girl smiled and looked forward to her beautiful eyes, and the rainbow set her off more charming. We have the same eyes, and the window of the soul reveals the sweetness of the sea. At that moment, I hoped that time would stop, so that I could relive this agitation for a long time.
We walked in the fields outside the city, and the quiet grass smelled of soil after the rain. I believe my hand picked a thatched bud, took the girl's hand and put it in her palm. For a long time, I said softly, "The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and the land is old and yellow. I don't want to part with you." The girl's face is red with brush, which is the gentleness of the bow, just like the shyness of the water lotus. She also gave me a thatched bud in return. The sky is grey and the grass is boundless. I wonder how many thatched buds are swaying in the wind. This one in my hand seems to be exactly the same as the others, and it looks very unusual. Oh, I see, because it is full of our love!
You are so beautiful and quiet. You fell in love with me at first sight. It's like a gift from God.
You asked me to meet you in the corner of the tower. I was so excited that I stayed up all night. Time spent the night like rust, and I arrived as scheduled, but I couldn't see you beautiful and gentle.
Where are you? You won't break your promise, will you? Are you kidding me? Question marks fill my confused mind. I'm a little disheartened. Who am I? Who are you? How can I deserve you?
I walk around indecisively, and my heart is full of anxiety about you. I seem to hear a voice calling in my heart, you will come, you will come.
I waited anxiously, hoping that you had come, but it was that shy girl's heart that kept you from coming out. Alas, the most bitter people are sad, sad about the ancient city building.
Sadness and joy welled up in my heart, and I was worried. I was about to turn away when you appeared in front of me like a fairy. You really came so early! How exciting it is! You are romantic and life is full of surprises.
I'm telling you my love for you. You are the only one in my life. You are the eternal topic in my life; You are the source of all things in the world; You are the driving force of all things in the world; You seem to be the whole world. You look at me tenderly, and two Xia Hong are flying on your cheek.
You took out a burning flute and gave it to me to witness the faithfulness of our love. The flute shines like fire, and any treasure is eclipsed in front of it.
My heart is boiling, burning this red light. I want to protect the angel who will accompany you all my life.
You sent me thatch from the wild again, which made my heart surge, because this is an eternal agreement between you and me. The grass is simple but beautiful, and any exotic flowers and plants are like dirt in front of it, because it comes from you.
This is the happiness you gave me, and I can never erase it from my heart.
4. How to write "The Quiet Girl in the Wind" in the Book of Songs —— Based on "The Quiet Girl in the Wind", the rouge in spring and the flowers are swaying in the wind.
What are the similarities between Jing Nv and Shu Yuan? Smile at the bright moon. Yuanyang is rippling in the blue waves, like Sanqiu for a while.
Pacing back and forth is annoying with jet lag, and climbing high is hazy. Suddenly I heard snickering behind my back, and I realized that I had been waiting for the city.
Shanshan step lock is exquisite and rich in money. Sandy jade holds the bobbin in her hand and hangs her head to cover her face with affection.
The delicate flowers are connected to the tube, a few are shallow and a few are deep. A bee dish dance came one after another, and then a hundred birds played together.
It's hard to be happy when you try, and it's suspected that the gods came down to earth. The wild countryside is full of vitality, green grass and smooth crops.
Green grass does not lose face, dare to compare with flowers. The quiet girl is picking grass by herself, her cheeks are flushed and she wants to make hair.
Magpies and birds spread their wings and fly, and crow to announce good news. The barrel tube is the same as the grass in the world, and the quiet girl sends Tim Hua.
5. I need 800 words urgently for the narrative of Quiet Girl. You sink fish and fall wild geese, and the beauty of closing the moon is like an angel.
I came to the corner building on the edge of the city, and my heart was surging. Beautiful scenery, but not looking for a beautiful figure, looking for, looking forward to, waiting, the lake in my heart is full of waves.
Just want to know where you are. Pacing, hesitating and sighing, an angel appeared in my sight, and your sweet smile swept away my anxiety. A red and radiant flute tells the thoughts you have hidden in your heart for a long time. Its brilliance flooded the distance between you and me and melted my sincere heart.
Although the flute is good, you are still my beauty. I love you! White grass grows luxuriantly in the wild. You picked one for me, wishing us heart-to-heart love, but only hating attachment without time. The gathering is short, the shadows are connected, and the hearts are together.
With memories and worries, you left. The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and the distant image is gone.
Love your heart will never change, you are my beauty. Well, that's all. I'm sorry! ! .
The quiet girl wrote an article in the form of a doggerel. I like the static girl in the city. She is gentle, virtuous and lovely. Meet in the corner of the city, I am busy walking, but you are hiding my heart. Let me scratch my head. Suddenly, I knew you were still there. I care about red hearts and white reeds, but my heart is there. You are not cute, and happiness waits for no one. I was born in a place.
This used to be a wonderful place. Continuous green hills, beautiful forests, running streams, hardworking and simple people.
But now, under the enemy's aggression, this beautiful country has been fragmented. The mountains are no longer warm, and it can't bear the burden of the body; The stream is no longer cheerful and can't bear the heavy blood.
I feel heartbroken and angry when I watch groups of people fall. I am the leader of the Thai army. I led the soldiers to fight against the enemy and defend the country.
However, there are still so many innocent people dying on the blade of the enemy every day ... me, what should I do? Tonight is another rainy night. Rain nightclub evokes the deepest memories buried underground.
"It was a day in early summer, and I rode my favorite white horse to the stream. There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky, which are in harmony with the clear stream.
The flowers are blooming and the grass is green. The air is filled with the smell of flowers and grass.
The wind in early summer is warm and kind, touching everything between heaven and earth and touching my cheek. Just as I was intoxicated with this leisure, there was a silvery laughter in my ear.
I looked back and paused. A beautiful woman, wearing a long white dress, looks like a fairy.
She looked at me with a smile, and I couldn't take my eyes off her, even forgetting the beautiful scenery. We looked at each other.
This is the first time we met, and since then, such a beautiful woman has appeared in my life. "Memories are always emotional.
I took out the little pass she gave me, trying to play a happy song, but when it came to my mouth, it was a sad parting song. "The state of beauty has been broken.
As the leader of the army, I must fight. She asked me to meet at the corner of the city.
I went, but I couldn't see her beautiful figure. I wandered anxiously.
Finally, she came out from behind a collapsed wall with tears on her face. I know, she can't bear me.
She handed me a small tube and a bamboo tube with a thatched bud in it. She said she had one as a pledge, too, and she would wait until I came back.
I promised to protect ty, protect her, and then turned around and left. I dare not look back at her, I know she must be in tears.
I am afraid to see her tears, and I am afraid that she will see mine. "At this point, I choked up, and the music came to an abrupt end.
I don't know if this will be our farewell, otherwise, I will definitely see her for a while. No, I will stay with her. "Three months later, many villages and towns in Thailand were breached.
We followed the enemy's trail back to the place where I grew up and where I knew her. However, is this still our hometown? The house collapsed and there were traces of burning; There are bodies and blood all over the ground, and there is not a living person in the village.
How is she? I frantically searched the whole village. How I wish I couldn't find her, at least it means she is still alive.
But ... she was still wearing that white dress, lying quietly in the ruins, as if she had just fallen asleep. However, the faint blood on her mouth told me that she was indeed dead.
She still has a thatched bud in her hand. I really want to cry, but there are no tears, only the pain in my spine.
I buried her, used my thatched buds and left her thatched buds to me. "It's been three months now, but Ty's situation is getting worse.
None of us have lost the will to fight, and we are all determined to avenge our loved ones. Just, how should we fight? Drums sounded outside. Did the enemy attack at night? I picked up my weapon, jumped on the white horse and rushed at the enemy with my soldiers.
For protection, for revenge, this is the last battle! [Comment] In The Book of Songs, this article shows us the scenes of lovers playing with each other in just a few short dialogues. Poems written in a male tone can not only be written in a female tone, but also reflect women's interest in love.
For example, the poem "Tai Feng Jing Nv" describes the pleasure of a secret date in a man's tone. How can we read and appreciate this work today? On how to read the Book of Songs, Wen Yiduo once put forward two principles: one is to bring readers into the era of the Book of Songs, and the other is to bring the Book of Songs into the era of readers.
The principle of the former is to remind everyone of the folk cultural background of the works of The Book of Songs; The latter principle requires everyone to devote themselves to the work and regard the work of The Book of Songs as an event that they participate in or witness. Perhaps some readers think that The Book of Songs is too far away from our times and too difficult to understand.
Actually, it is not. We find the Book of Songs difficult, often because of the obstacles in writing.
But as long as we break through this obstacle, it is not difficult to understand the Book of Songs. Not only is it not difficult, but it is also easier to understand than the poems of Tang and Song literati.
Because the works of The Book of Songs are closer to the original ecology of life, after reading it, we are often surprised at why the works of The Book of Songs are so close to our own lives. To do this, the most important thing is to put into work.
As a matter of fact, The Peak Woman is a good work worth getting involved in, and its story is very simple. We can regard it as a scene of Guo Rong's first acquaintance. Guo Jing and Huang Rong are well-known figures, Guo Jing is simple and honest, and Huang Rong is clever and sharp. This is the character of the hero and heroine in this article.
Therefore, it is possible to replace the main characters of the works with Guo Jing and Huang Rong. It will be much easier and more interesting to understand.
This article is nothing more than writing about how "Guo Jing" (me) and "Huang Rong" (a beautiful girl) met at the city wall. Narration is from the perspective of "Guo Jing".
They should be dating for the first time. Before the date, they met and they both liked each other.
Think about how smart Huang Rong is, and naturally he has a good judgment on life. Guo Jing is so simple and honest that he will never bully himself or betray himself in the future. Guo Jing's clumsiness aroused Huang Rong's hidden maternal concern to some extent. These two people are a perfect match.
Huang Rong knows that he has already made plans to trust each other for life. Guo Jing may not have such an IQ, but he loves beauty.
7. A perfect composition of 800 words, written to a quiet girl, as long as I am in the corner of the city. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.
The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.
This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare. It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.
Lan Ruo stood alone on the side of the watchtower, watching the vast distance outside the watchtower. The wind rudely rolled up the dust, disturbing the tranquility that originally belonged to the earth. A gentle and quiet face can never hide the ardent hope in my heart. I waited for a long time because it was postponed. The wind blew up the black silk hanging from her ears. She was a little disappointed and muttered to herself. ...
In the distance, in the distance she looked out, Yang Ran hurried all the way. He gasped and didn't stop. His anxiety was no less than that of Iraqis waiting on the watchtower. But when he arrived at the place that flashed through his mind thousands of times these days, he found that it was "empty" and he tried to find the sweetheart he was looking forward to. I am complacent, scratching my head and regretting there. At a certain moment, I looked up and found a peach-blossom smile on the turret.
"If you don't come, I'll leave," Lan Ruo complained softly, insincerely.
In fact, she doesn't want to go back at all. What was on her mind when she took the first step in disappointment and was able to flinch? ...
"This is my fault. But how to explain it by hiding it secretly? " Glared at Yang, said discontentedly.
Pie pie, gave him a white look, turned around, and quietly snickered inadvertently-she couldn't help laughing at the thought of Yang's worry just now.
"Let's make peace! Forget it. Now that I'm here, you can't be angry anymore. " Yang Yi said helplessly.
Lan Ruo took out something that had been hidden quietly for a long time and handed it to Yang Yi. "I know you like Xiao. My father brought it back to me when he was on a business trip. Let's blow. " Yang Yi took GuanXiao, admiring lovingly. Immaculate red is dotted with delicate gold patterns. The long catkins that were finally chased were obviously connected later. Not only does it not increase the sense of clutter, but it also increases the sense of elegance and softness when playing. Lan Ruo's concern moved him secretly.
Yeung Yi once played, and the soft and melodious flute poured down through the bamboo forest like the wind, rendering a romantic atmosphere.
"Xiao is an exquisite beauty, but Iraqis are beautiful and lovely," Yang Yi said flatly.
In early spring, Lan Ruo and Yeung Yi strolled on the pasture, bathed in sunshine and looked at the vast scenery in the distance. Tired of walking, they sat on the floor, surrounded by a piece of new grass. Lan Ruo picked a grass at random, looked at Yang Yi and said, "Do you know the code words hidden in the grass?" Yang Yi doesn't pay much attention to these things at ordinary times and shakes his head. Lan Ruo said with a smile: "This is a symbol of folk love." Yang Yi smiled. He held the grass in Lan Ruo's hand and said, "If this grass is a green leaf, you are my delicate red flower." . Lan Ruo is still smiling like a peach blossom, leaving a blushing side face.
The wind is blowing, and the green is rippling with the breeze, like a comfortable blanket paved naturally. They simply lie down, let this "blanket" stick to their faces softly, smell the delicious soil mixed with the fragrance of grass, look at the washed blue sky, talk about life, the future and those happy things. ...
8. It is said that charm is a woman's nature, a woman's unique charm, and the most pleasing of all customs.
Like tenderness, barbarism, liveliness and elegance, girls can show it to anyone anytime and anywhere, but charm seems to be just charm, but girls never show it easily. Even in the face of the guy who promises to the other party, charm is one of the highest rewards that are not often used. Now let's look at the charm of a quiet girl. Quiet girl (Book of Songs) Quiet girl, I am in the corner of the city.
Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head. The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.
Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color. This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.
It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection. This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town.
It's great that my elegant sister asked me out in the corner. Looking at the official, the young man's basic judgment on his sister is elegance.
In fact, gentleness is not only the characteristics and advantages of girls, but also the similarities of girls. Nothing special, but the boy just couldn't stand this gentle trap and died all his life without hesitation. They practiced tempering until the fingers were soft, saying how strength was gently eliminated. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.
She hid and let me scratch my head. The game has begun.
Some girls will definitely curl their lips: it's nothing, just a trick in love. Hee hee, don't forget, this woman confessed from the beginning. She is a gentle and quiet girl. A gentle woman usually doesn't engage in these naughty tricks.
Therefore, if your adventurous girlfriend suddenly disappears, you will feel uneasy, and a series of bad ideas such as worry, doubt and even anxiety will come to the minds of waiting boys. The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.
Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color. My obedient sister is really cute and gave me a red pen tube.
How I like the gorgeous red pattern. When you are naughty again, you should return to your nature.
The hide-and-seek is over, and the kitten is back. There are two technical problems here. One is about girls. Some girls are naughty, but boys can't stand it. This is too much.
Therefore, smart girls will design and strategize before torturing him and comfort him after torture. It's called relaxation.
The second one is about boys. Some boys can't stand the little test of girls. After meeting, they may be furious and angry because of worry. Even a well-meaning accusation is not a tolerance that women can rely on, and the demand for girls to be coaxed cannot be met. Fortunately, this boy is broad-minded, and he didn't blame this girl for his discomfort just now, so the girl naturally gave him a prepared gift, which was very fun.
Most girls are shy and passive, and don't give gifts directly to anyone. So, the girl designed an excuse to let him pay the "price" first, and then give him her gift to comfort him.
This is the charm. Charm is not a conventional expression, but a completely opposite interest. Gentle women are naughty occasionally, savage women are gentle for a while, elegant women are suddenly humorous, smart women are a little silly, and so on. The novelty that suddenly appears in the routine makes you unexpected, dumbfounded and anxious, turn back to the gentle world and get a gift in the loss. This huge contrast between hell and heaven will definitely make you unforgettable.
At this point, you look at the red face opposite, like water eyes, and maybe there are ups and downs of breathing. Ahem, it's strange that you don't grab her little hand. That kind of flowing posture is fascinating. This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.
It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection. When I came back from the ranch, the gift I got was really beautiful and strange, no matter how beautiful it was, it was more important from a beautiful woman.
See, this is the direct result of charm. It is normal for a boy to judge that his lover is a quiet girl at first. People are ordinary people, who are amazing. That's not something that ordinary people can enjoy. They love ordinary people, just like themselves. Gentle silence is the biggest and most lovely feature. This time, however, a quiet girl died. She became a beauty, and beauty was in her eyes.