What a beautiful night on September 3! On the first day of the first month, the cool dew fell, and the cool wind blew my hair, showing a better realm in front of me. The poet leaned down and saw the grass by the river covered with crystal dew. Dewdrops on the green grass are inlaid on the green grass like pearls.
2. Change Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang into an essay (about 300 words) and start it.
Along the way, I was deeply attracted by the scenery on the river and in the sky: the darkness of the sky gradually enveloped me, almost covering the sun. The sun is getting redder and redder, and a burning fire illuminates the darkness. The sun lit up the clouds nearby; Suddenly, the clouds sparkled like pieces of gold. This is the sunlight reflected in the water. The water on the river suddenly turned red, as if it were connected with the sky. The half that the sun didn't shine on was reflected by the water grass into a bright green. From a distance, it looks like a huge palette. ...
The night on September 3 is really beautiful! The cool wind blew my hair, and the boat swayed gently on the water, making a "squeaky, squeaky" sound from time to time. The running water gently hit the rocks, making a "bang, bang …" sound. I looked at the sky again. The sun had set, and I walked towards its weakest light. I don't know when a bright moon rose into the sky, and several dark clouds drifted by from time to time, just like a dancer dancing on the boundless stage. "Dadada ..." Who is singing this beautiful song? I looked down and saw that the grass was lying on its own body, as if dubbing the moon! A drop of water fell to the ground and flowed into my heart …
Isn't this a great spectacle?
3. I was deeply attracted by the scenery on the river and in the sky along the way: the black of the sky gradually covered and almost covered the sun.
The sun is getting redder and redder, and a burning fire illuminates the darkness. The sun lit up the clouds nearby; Suddenly, the clouds sparkled like pieces of gold.
This is the sunlight reflected in the water. The water on the river suddenly turned red, as if it were connected with the sky.
The half that the sun didn't shine on was reflected by the water grass into a bright green. From a distance, it looks like a huge palette ... how beautiful the night on September 3! The cool wind blew my hair, and the boat swayed gently on the water, making a "squeaky, squeaky" sound from time to time.
The running water gently hit the rocks, making a "bang, bang …" sound. I looked at the sky again. The sun had set, and I walked towards its weakest light. I don't know when a bright moon rose into the sky, and several dark clouds drifted by from time to time, just like a dancer dancing on the boundless stage.
"Dadada ..." Who is singing this beautiful song? I looked down and saw that the grass was lying on its own body, as if dubbing the moon! A drop of water fell to the ground and entered my heart ... isn't this a great spectacle? In the evening, the breeze gradually rises, and I walk by the river, deeply attracted by this charming scenery. "Wow, wow," the rocks along the river were slapped by the river.
The afterglow of the sunset slanted on the water. Half of the river is green and the other half is red. There are many colors that I can't distinguish, and they are all gathered here, which is fascinating.
The sun sets slowly and the moon rises quietly. How beautiful! The moon rises slowly, vertically and forcefully. Finally, he rose to the sky.
I looked down and saw the dew hanging in the grass like real pearls. I looked up at the moon in the sky. The moon hangs in the sky like a bow and a lamp.
The stars in the sky can't help showing their charm. Flowers bloom at night.
They are like a huge music group. This beautiful scenery, this wonderful music, is really a beautiful night! Be deeply intoxicated by what you see.
In the evening, the breeze gradually rises, and I walk along the river, deeply attracted by this charming scenery.
"Wow, wow," the rocks along the river were slapped by the river. The afterglow of the sunset slanted on the water. Half of the river is green and the other half is red.
There are many colors that I can't distinguish, and they are all gathered here, which is fascinating. The sun sets slowly and the moon rises quietly. How beautiful! The moon rises slowly, vertically and forcefully.
Finally, he rose to the sky. I looked down and saw the dew hanging in the grass like real pearls.
I looked up at the moon in the sky. The moon hangs in the sky like a bow and a lamp. The stars in the sky can't help showing their charm.
Flowers bloom at night. They are like a huge music group.
This beautiful scenery, this wonderful music, is really a beautiful night! Be deeply intoxicated by what you see. Author: z Ryan.
5. Mu Jiang Yin (combination) Mu Jiang Yin
Bai Juyi
The sun sets,
Half the river rustles and half the river is red.
Poor night of September 3rd,
Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow.
Rewrite:
The hymn of Twilight River
On the evening of the third day of September, the poet Bai Juyi visited the river by boat. I saw the sunset lingering like the beauty of the earth, still shining brightly on the rivers and mountains. The river is half green and half bright red. Green is like flawless jade, and red is like burning flame. The whole river turned into a dazzling magic mirror, constantly changing colors. The poet seems to have entered a charming fairyland.
The sun finally went down reluctantly. A crescent moon hangs in the sky, like a sickle and more like a bow; The grass by the river is covered with many round and bright dewdrops, which are really like shining pearls. How beautiful!
6. On the third night of September, I went to the river to play.
The setting sun gradually set and the sunset glow dyed the sky red. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the wide river. Suddenly, the river seems to be divided into two parts, one is green and the other is bright red. The breeze gently brushed the river, and the river rippled, like shining gems and twinkling stars in the air. Ah! What a charming night scene.
Unconsciously, as night fell, I still stood by the river for a long time, unwilling to leave. The autumn wind brushed my face and he felt particularly cool and comfortable. I watched the grass for a while and the sky for a while. Ah, the beautiful grass is covered with dew, like a string of crystal pearls in the soft moonlight, and the crescent moon in the night sky is like a delicate bow. I can't help exclaiming, "How charming this late autumn night is!" The night is really beautiful today.
7. An essay (rewriting Ode to Mujiang or Walking on the Mountain into a narrative of not less than 300 words) At dusk, I went out with my friend Du Mu with some odds and ends of money and came to the foot of a big mountain.
At this moment, a Mavra came to us in a carriage. My friends and I wanted to see the mountains, so we got into the carriage.
The carriage went up the hill along the winding path at the foot, and my friends and I sat in it and watched the scenery. Along the way, I saw many chrysanthemums in full bloom on the roadside, and many bees and butterflies danced beautifully.
You see, how beautiful this yellow butterfly is. Its wings are free of any impurities, just like a rape flower flying out of thin air, and that butterfly … I looked up and vaguely saw several wisps of smoke rising in the white clouds. I didn't expect several families to live in this place.
It must be either a monk living in the mountains or a talented hermit. I think the reason why they chose this place to live is because it is very quiet and the scenery is pleasant.
Suddenly, I felt my eyes turn red. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be a beautiful maple forest! Seen from a distance, this maple forest looks like a vast red ocean. We quickly stopped the groom and prepared to enjoy this maple forest.
When we walked into the maple forest, we were immediately attracted by the charming scenery. I see these maples in different shapes and postures.
Look at that tree. Like a slingshot, the branches open. And that tree, it's just a person, with two arms outstretched, and the eyes on the trunk are still phoenix eyes. Look at this tree again, it's like ... seeing this strange scenery, I can't help feeling: "This is really a beautiful maple forest!" "And the leaves washed by the cold autumn frost, at the moment, they are more dazzling red.
It is even redder and more beautiful than the flowers in February.
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Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Category: Four Wonders Category:
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
To annotate ...
Sunset spreads in the water? Half a river is rustling and half a river is red (2)
Poor (3) September 3rd night? Dewdrops are like real pearls, and the moon is like a bow.
1 Sunset: Sunlight about to fall.
2 rustle: bright green.
3 pity: love.
4 true pearls: pearls.
⑤ The moon is like a bow: On the third day of the ninth lunar month, the first quarter of the moon is bowed.
The sonnet Ode to Mujiang is a masterpiece of scenery writing. About the second year of Changqing (AD 822), he went to Hangzhou to be the secretariat of history. At that time, politics was dark, and the struggle between Niu and Li was fierce. The poet tasted the taste of being an official and asked to go abroad. This poem reflects the poet's relaxed and happy mood after leaving the court. The first two sentences describe the scenery on the river before the sun goes down. The setting sun shines on the water, sparkling, and the river is half green and half red, just like an oil painting. The word "shop" is well used, which vividly shows the oblique shot of the sun; The last two sentences are written on the night of the third day of September, when the new moon rises, bends like a bow, dewdrops are crystal clear, like pearls, and the evening scenery is like a meticulous painting. This poem has beautiful and fluent language, fresh style and vivid details.
-Quoted from Appreciation of All Tang Poems edited by Li Jizhou/
Ode to Mujiang is one of Bai Juyi's "miscellaneous poems". The characteristic of these poems is that they recite one thing one by one and sing their true and natural feelings one by one.
The poet chose two groups of scenery to describe the period from the setting of the sun to the rising of the new moon. The first two sentences are about the river at sunset. "A sunset is spreading in the water". The sunset shines on the river, but it means "spreading" instead of "taking pictures". This is because Sunset is close to the horizon and almost touches the ground. It really seems to be "paved" on the river, which is very vivid. The word "shop" is also gentle, which says the softness of autumn sunset, giving people a cordial and leisurely feeling. "Half the river is rustling, half the river is red", the weather is clear and windless, the river flows slowly, and there are tiny ripples on the river. The part that receives more light shows "red"; Where there is little light, there is dark blue. The poet grasped the two colors on the river, but showed the scene that the river was sparkling at dusk and the color changed rapidly in the sunset. The poet was intoxicated and put his happiness in the description of the scenery.
The last two sentences are about the night scene when the new moon rises. The poet lingered until the early moon rose, the cool dew fell and a better realm appeared in front of him. The poet leaned over and looked at it: Hehe, the grass by the river is covered with crystal dew. Dewdrops on the green grass look like pearls embedded in it! With the metaphor of "real pearl", not only the roundness of dew is written, but also the luster of dew shining under the new moon. Look up again: a crescent moon rises, just like hanging a delicate bow in the blue sky! The poet condensed two scenes in heaven and earth into a poem-"Dew is like a pearl, and the moon is like a bow". From the crescent moon bent like a bow, the author remembered that it was "the third night of September", and could not help but blurt out his lovely praise for it, expressing his feelings directly, pushing his feelings to * * *, causing waves in his poems.
What a harmonious and peaceful artistic conception the poet created by describing the two visual images of "dew" and "moon"! With such a novel and ingenious metaphor, it is amazing to describe and color nature in detail. There seems to be a lack of time connection between describing the sunset river and praising the moon dew, but the night on the third day of September virtually connects time, with the dusk above and the dewdrop moon below, which means that the poet enjoys the moon from dusk until it is exposed, which contains the poet's joy and love for nature.
This poem was written by Bai Juyi on his way to Hangzhou as a secretariat in the second year of Changqing (822). At that time, politics was dark, and the struggle between Niu and Li was fierce. The poet tasted the taste of being an official and asked to go abroad. This poem reflects the poet's relaxed and happy mood after leaving the court. What I saw in the tour was all sung casually, with fresh style and natural satisfaction, which gave people a beautiful enjoyment after reading it.
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.
This landscape poem was written in the second year of Tang Changqing (822). In July of this year, Bai Juyi was appointed as the secretariat of Hangzhou by the secretariat of Zhongshu, passing through Xiangyang and Hankou, and resisted on October 1. This poem is regarded as a trip to Hangzhou. The third day of the ninth lunar month is late autumn.
The beauty of the whole poem lies in taking two beautiful pictures of nature and combining them. One is the gorgeous scene of the sunset reflected on the river, and the other is the hazy night when the crescent moon rises and the dew is crystal clear. Both of them have their own beautiful scenery, and reading together is even more wonderful. It is precisely because they show a movement process of time and space displacement that they secretly point out the length of the poet's visit time and interest. Therefore, it artistically shows the poet's aesthetic course of being infected and intoxicated by natural scenery. Because this poem permeated the relaxed and happy liberation mood and personality of the poet after he was forced to stay away from the imperial court, the whole poem became the artistic carrier of the poet's aesthetic psychological function in a specific situation.
9. On both sides of Jinjiang and the Yellow River, huge waves are raging.
The yellow sand swings, the river overflows, and one person is alone, which is sad. He whispered in the boat.
A servant nearby said, "Master, it's time to rest." He turned around, sighed and said, "Don't call me young master again. My family is ruined, and people are chasing me every day. Is there such a young master? " The servant said, "Don't say that, young master …" Before the words were finished, a cuff arrow pierced his heart.
He was surprised. Looking back, a man in black jumped off the mast. Without saying anything, he took out a dagger and stabbed him several times. He was very surprised at the speed and accuracy of the assassin's movements. He immediately made a back flip, escaped these moves, quickly returned to a few hands, and his figure flashed, approaching the assassin.
Suddenly some arrows came from the side of the boat. He hit an iron bridge, and the flying arrows grazed his chest. He sneered: "Does the famous ink painting museum depend on many people?" The man in black said, "They are not from our cabinet!" Said and ran off the boat.
I only saw a black shadow flash by and the people on board fell at the same time. He couldn't help admiring, "What a light skill! What a good knife! But it is still not as good as our empty knife door. " Say that finish, he pulled out a knife and danced. The shadow of the knife shook and turned into a white light. When the men in black were fascinated, a "sou" knife rushed at them.
The two men fought to the death on the ship, one specializing in the key points and the other fighting to the death. Bang, two knives together, his internal force is not as good as that. He was immediately at a disadvantage and tried to withdraw his knife, but it seemed to stick together. Looking at the blade approaching him little by little, he struggled to resist, and with fierce force, he finally unloaded the knife. He found that the cold sweat had soaked his clothes and kept panting. He saw the black man jump up.