The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
After a new rain, my valley became quieter and quieter. As night falls, a cool breeze blows gently, which makes people feel more autumn. The bright moonlight reflected the pine forest, and the spring water gurgled over the stone. There were bursts of laughter and laughter in the bamboo forest. It turns out that the washerwoman is back and the lotus leaves are floating. That's a fishing boat going down the river. Although the fragrance of spring has long gone, I am intoxicated with this wonderful autumn color and still yearn for a long stay.
Autumn Night in the Mountain is a five-character poem written by Wang Wei. The poem begins with "an empty mountain after rain, standing on an autumn night". The mountain is empty, and it is easy to think of emptiness and tranquility. Wang Wei is deeply influenced by his mother. Buddhism pays attention to "all four are empty". In the eyes of the poet, all the scenic spots are just "empty"! At ten o'clock in the evening, everything is foggy. After the intermittent autumn rain, it is another cold autumn! It also sets a calm and fresh emotional tone for the whole poem. At the same time, the time and place became dark.
The couplet "Moonlight in the pine forest, Crystal stone in the stream", "Moon" is the entering sound, and "Photo" is the ending sound. The tone tends to be high from low convergence, which is suitable for the situation that the moon gradually spreads out the pine forest. The first four words of the next sentence are all dental sounds, and the word "Liu" at the end is tongue sounds. The pronunciation turns from thin to round, which makes people seem to hear clear spring water flowing through the stone in the moonlight. It sounds like a beautiful sonata, spreading far and wide in the empty distant mountains! The bright moon in the poet's eyes is not as bold as Su Dongpo's "white dew crossing the river, water meets the sky", but it pours down from the sparse pine leaves, as if the moonlight can be counted by heart! "Photo" describes the modality of moonlight. The word "flow" became sound. This can't help but say the poet's refined skill. In the poet's pen, he not only sketched a quiet and distant autumn night scene, but also presented the dynamic beauty and sound beauty that landscape painting could not express. This is because of his musical attainments, so the poet can feel the harmony of natural landscape acoustics more accurately.
The neck of the poem is "bamboo language laundry woman returns, lotus leaf bends in front of the fishing boat." From what I saw and heard in the first part. I first smelled the laughter from the bamboo forest, and then I brought out the scene of the woman returning from washing yarn; Lotus leaves rolled and there was the sound of fishing boats swinging in the water. It turns out that fishermen fish on a moonlit night. They wrote the simple and industrious qualities of mountain people from different aspects. This writing method of hearing the sound before meeting people conforms to the reality of life at that time, and also sharply adds interest and meaning to the poem, stimulating readers' interest and association. In the silent autumn night after the rain, it reveals a deep breath of life. Indeed, people are an ornament in all landscapes. The appearance of people will add a smart color and emotional appeal to the original beautiful picture. "The quieter the forest is, the quieter Tonamiyama will be." This combination of dynamic writing and static writing highlights the "emptiness" and "quietness" of the forest.
Wang Guowei of A Qing Dynasty put it well, "All scenery words are sentimental words", and some people say that "a natural scenery is a spiritual world". The scenery described by the poet is so quiet, bright and quiet. It is the externalization of the poet's inner world. Due to the influence of his mother and the frustration and humiliation of his life, Wang Wei often immersed himself in the spiritual kingdom of Buddhism in order to be detached. Buddhism has the so-called practice of realizing Buddha's ritual through "meditation" and "meditation". It requires people to abandon distractions and focus only on what they are observing. Over time, you can reach a comfortable, comfortable and clear state. "Observing the image in meditation" refers to this method of realizing Buddha ceremony by focusing on meditation. Because the poet's mood is extremely indifferent and quiet, without any distractions, every grass, tree, spring and stone can touch the poet's heart. What you see and hear is beauty, and what you see and hear is ethereal, pure and plain.
At the end of the poem, the poet sighed with emotion: "my friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter?" "Spring grass will also decline! Autumn scenery, who is so quiet, quiet and distant, can let Wang Sun enjoy the taste quietly. In fact, this is the poet's expression of his life interest and pursuit with "Chu Ci Zhao Hermit".
After our analysis and reading, we found that "climbing mountains is full of emotion, while watching the sea is full of meaning." The scenery in Wang Wei's works is actually the materialization of the poet's mind. Only by expressing one's inner feelings with foreign objects can one feel lasting, subtle and meaningful touch.
2. Rewrite Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains into a composition. Autumn evening, just after the baptism of continuous autumn rain, the air is particularly fresh. Mocha strolled leisurely on the path paved with bluestone. Looking from a distance, the first thing you see is the blue sky and washing the night. The mountain peaks are constantly undulating. Beside the winding path, the stream seems to be a flawless jasper, crystal clear; The young trees are lush and green; In a piece of green grass, dotted with some unknown flowers, clusters, one after another, covered with dew, facing the autumn wind, it is more and more crystal clear and shy. ...
Sitting quietly near a pine forest, the pine tree is like an ancient city and a giant umbrella, with overlapping needles and leaves dripping with dew.
Everything is so peaceful.
Unconsciously, a bright moon rose in the sky and the moonlight sprinkled on the grass. Through the sparkling waves, I suddenly saw the moss growing in the water. Under the moonlight, the mountain spring is 62616964757a68696416fe4b893e5b19e313333641,like a string of vegetarian dishes floating in the water. The murmur of the stream, if it is the sound of nature. ...
Wang Momo involuntarily sang a poem: "Alone on an empty mountain and a secluded pine forest".
Suddenly, there was a silvery laughter in the distance. Mo Sha walked out of the pine forest and came to a bamboo forest. Straight bamboo is inserted into the sky, and the green branches and leaves are fragrant and refreshing. A group of laundry girls came to the lake, covered with long flowing hair; Wearing a simple dress, the steps are light and leisurely.
At the end of the bamboo forest is a big lotus pond. The lotus leaves in the field seem to extend to the horizon, and the blooming lotus flowers are as graceful as beautiful girls. It's refreshing that the budding stamens are swaying in the breeze. It is really "the lotus leaf is infinitely bright, and the lotus flower reflects the sun in a different color"! A boat rippled green and drifted away.
An autumn night in a deep mountain changed his composition and rewritten it.
Spring and summer have passed, autumn has passed, and the empty mountain village is still drizzling. Rain moistens everything in the mountains. After bathing in the green trees, I stood up mentally, as if I had a "good back"; When the rain stopped, it stopped. After a storm comes a calm, glittering pearls roll on the green leaves, occasionally drop on the ground, and even make a little noise, reflecting a green world. The sky is blue, the air is fresh and the mood is cheerful. Ah! What a wonderful picture! Such exquisite and matched landscape paintings can only be described by the "magic pen" in the hands of famous artists!
"Squeak", the cricket is lying on the hay singing. As night falls, the moon rises and only partridges are heard. As night fell, the moon rose to the top of the mountain, and I kept sighing. An unknown bird flew overhead and looked up. Bare pine trees are covered by quiet moonlight, like a layer of silver gauze, clearly visible and stand proudly. "Hua Hua", the clear spring water flows slowly on the pebbles in the ravine between the two mountains, making a crisp sound. Occasionally, the slowly flowing spring water hits the pebbles, splashing small and exquisite waves, white, clear and lovely!
Suddenly, somehow, there was a noise in the bamboo forest. It turned out that a group of women came to the river to wash clothes at noon. They have been busy until now. Seeing that it's getting late, they picked up a big basin of clothes and left home talking and laughing. The lotus in the river suddenly moved. I looked into the distance. Oh! It turned out to be a fishing boat! It came this way along the current, and the waves rippled and spread around. A young man came back from fishing and walked home. A woman wiped his sweat.
Autumn is coming, ah! Whatever, flowers and grass, you can wither and rest in peace. Then next spring, you will grow more beautiful and lush than before. Don't worry! I'm not leaving here. I won't leave you. The arrogance of the imperial court pushed me out, which only you can understand. I have an empty ambition, but I just hope I can't do something for my country!
4.500 words "An Autumn Night in the Mountain" rewritten prose 3 grams of oil autumn wind blew, leaving a silence. At dusk, the scenery in Wangchuan Villa is so charming that I have to get drunk. There has just been an autumn rain in the empty villa, and the weather has already shown the coolness of autumn. The mountain infected by autumn seems to be more powerful and spiritual, as if revealing a kind of strength and elegance. A new autumn rain fell in the empty Shan Ye. Clear spring water flows on the stone. After washing clothes, the girls came home from the bamboo forest with a smile. The fishing boat went down the river, and the lotus leaves shook on the water. Let the flowers and grass wither in spring, and I will stay and enjoy this unparalleled scenery. In the early autumn evening in Shan Yu, everything is new, with lush trees, fresh air and quiet mountains, just like a paradise. Twilight is boundless and bright. Little by little, the clear spring water trickled over the rocks, shining in the moonlight, like a piece of white silk, floating in the wind. There was a silvery laughter from the bamboo forest. It was a group of hardworking and simple mountain village girls who had just washed their clothes and came back smiling in the moonlight. It may be that they are playing in the bamboo forest and chasing happy things, and laughter comes from the bamboo forest. The waves are rippling. It turned out that the fishing boat downstream was crossing the lotus bushes lightly. The disturbed moonlight in the lotus pond cut the peace in the mountains. Let it wither, and I will stay and enjoy the incomparable scenery.
5. How to rewrite Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains" Night comes quietly. On a clear night, the bright moon is in the sky, and the silver moonlight falls like a waterfall, but slowly falls to the ground, gently wrapping everything.
What a beautiful night view of autumn moon. Moonlight shines on the ground through the cracks of pine trees, looming, and it is also true and illusory, as if it had rained lightly, and everything was covered with a layer of "snow gauze". Listen carefully, there will be the sound of water hitting stones.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong", although mechanically repeating this monotonous melody, is full of rhythm, suddenly far and near, as if nothing. Laughter and noise came from the bamboo forest. It turned out to be a girl who washed clothes and went home by moonlight. The lotus leaves on the water are swaying gently, but there is no autumn wind passing by. Looking closely, there is a fishing boat going down the river.
The scenery in the mountains is so clear and bright, and Changfeng is so simple and honest. Seemingly noisy, but so peaceful and quiet; Seemingly quiet, but so full of energy.
How can I not miss it? How can I not want to be in it? Spring grass will wither at will. I can stay in the mountains, follow Tao Gong's example, plant beans in Nanshan, pick chrysanthemums in Dongli, and enjoy the autumn scenery quietly here.
Looking up at the deep night sky, the bright moon is in the sky, and Yin Hui in the next world has been planted. The whole pine forest is like a girl covered with silver gauze, showing a strange beauty, and letting the gurgling spring flow happily through those rocks and streams. At the other end of the stream, the washerwoman on her way home walked in the moonlight and laughed like water. The sound drifted across the trembling bamboo forest with the wind, and then scattered in the picturesque valley at night, flying, flying ... The fishing boat that came home late was full of the harvest of the day, the joy and happiness of the day, wandering in the swaying lotus leaves and creaking sounds, returning, returning. ...
There has just been an autumn rain in the quiet villa, and the weather has already shown the coolness of autumn. The mountain infected by autumn looks more vigorous and agile, as if revealing a kind of strength and elegance. The bright moonlight shines into the pine forest, putting a coat on the earth, and the clear spring water flows through the stone, gently moistening the moss on the stone.
Everything seemed so peaceful and carefree, as if my heart had been spotless. Deep in the bamboo forest, there were faint bursts of crisp laughter. It's the girl who washes clothes who comes back. Bright smiles hung on their faces, and bamboo seemed to be happy for it, swaying gently with the breeze.
There are ripples on the surface of the water, and the green lotus leaves are swaying, showing the freedom of the gentleman. It turns out that fishing boats have broken this tranquility, but they have also brought infinite vitality. Although flowers and plants wither in spring, the beauty of autumn is always worth appreciating.
Although spring is more beautiful, the depth and charm of autumn are unparalleled. The autumn color of this villa shows a complete autumn in front of my eyes, and there is no lack of natural beauty and simple beauty.
It is a pleasure to have an isolated heart in such a beautiful mirror. I am willing to look at pine forests, lotus ponds and green hills forever and be a person facing nature.
Idle heart, forgot to go home, lightly accompanied by the bright moon in the pine forest like many lovers, the bottom of my heart is extremely comfortable. Walking, walking, I came to the end of the pine forest, and my eyes suddenly became clear: a gurgling stream meandered along the rough rocks to the other end of the valley, and the bright moon was in the sky, and the reflected waves on the clear stream were as lovely as broken silver, which made people sigh! Suddenly, wild ducks croaked in the bamboo forest on the other side of the stream, and then a beautiful laugh echoed in the valley and then faded away.
Walking smoothly, I found a wide pond inadvertently. Several lazy ducks perched on the green stone steps in the forest and looked blankly at the rippling water waves ahead. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the pond, and the yellow residual lotus reluctantly leaked. A small fishing boat drifting along the river rowed leisurely on the bright moon, looking for the way home.
After only a short time, everything in the forest was quiet again, except the bright moon on my head, which still looked at me and didn't want to go home! There are few flowers and grasses in spring, and they have already withered in late autumn tonight, but the autumn water and bright moon in the mountains have filled this only shortcoming, which is enough to make people linger. Just ask me to spend more time with these lovely elves. Maybe only they understand and love me. The soul returned to the mountains.
6. Rewrite Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains into a short essay of not less than 500 words. This is a day of heavy rain, bright sunshine and fresh air. At this time, the mountains become deep and wide, and the air permeates the mountains, becoming a charming and mysterious place, making you seem to have entered a fairy-tale world. How can such a beautiful artistic conception not make me intoxicated?
In the autumn evening, the breeze blows to you and you feel cool. At this time, hard-working people feel very comfortable, and I feel very comfortable. Whenever I smell the autumn wind and see the traces of autumn, I will be as happy as a naughty elf. This is because I like autumn.
The moon is in the sky and the mountains are silvery white. Wherever you go, you can see beautiful white, which is the brilliance of the moon and the silver flakes scattered by the moon.
The gurgling stream, like a white practice, flows slowly on the stone. Gentle water flows down the river, "Ding-dong, Ding-dong." Like a gentle girl humming a song for a walk, her voice is beautiful.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the bamboo forest. It was the melodious voice of the washerwoman, which made me sing along. I was in high spirits!
The elegant lotus leaves moved. Who ruined this beautiful scene? Ah, the fisherman drew layers of ripples in the water. The waves in the water are so beautiful!
Spring has passed and the wild flowers are gone, but you can park here everywhere; Frustrated wanderer, here, you can be detached!
7. Rewrite Wang Weihe's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains into a 500-word narrative. The autumn wind blew, leaving a silence.
At dusk, the scenery in Wangchuan Villa is so beautiful that I have to get drunk. There has just been an autumn rain in the quiet villa, and the weather has already shown the coolness of autumn. The mountain infected by autumn looks more vigorous and agile, as if revealing a kind of strength and elegance.
The bright moonlight shines into the pine forest, putting a coat on the earth, and the clear spring water flows through the stone, gently moistening the moss on the stone. Everything seemed so peaceful and carefree, as if my heart had been spotless.
Deep in the bamboo forest, there were faint bursts of crisp laughter. It's the girl who washes clothes who comes back. Bright smiles hung on their faces, and bamboo seemed to be happy for it, swaying gently with the breeze. There are ripples on the surface of the water, and the green lotus leaves are swaying, showing the freedom of the gentleman. It turns out that fishing boats have broken this tranquility, but they have also brought infinite vitality.
Although flowers and plants wither in spring, the beauty of autumn is always worth appreciating. Although spring is more beautiful, the depth and charm of autumn are unparalleled.
The autumn color of this villa shows a complete autumn in front of my eyes, and there is no lack of natural beauty and simple beauty. It is a pleasure to have an isolated heart in such a beautiful mirror.
I am willing to look at pine forests, lotus ponds and green hills forever and be a person facing nature.
The 8.500-word autumn night in the mountains was rewritten in prose, and the autumn wind blew, leaving a silence.
At dusk, the scenery in Wangchuan Villa is so beautiful that I have to get drunk. There has just been an autumn rain in the quiet villa, and the weather has already shown the coolness of autumn. The mountain infected by autumn looks more vigorous and agile, as if revealing a kind of strength and elegance.
A new autumn rain fell in the empty Shan Ye, and the weather in the evening was particularly cool. Quiet moonlight illuminates the pine forest, and clear spring water flows on the stones.
After washing clothes, the girls went home from the bamboo forest with laughter. The fishing boat went down the river, and the lotus leaf on the water was teetering. Spring flowers, spring grass, let it wither, I want to stay and enjoy this unparalleled scenery.
Early autumn night, Shan Yu ushered in its first day. Everything is new, the trees are lush, the air is fresh and the mountains are quiet, just like a paradise. In the twilight, the bright moon rises into the sky, and the silver moonlight shines through the branches and leaves of pine trees.
Clear spring water drips on the rocks and shines in the moonlight, just like a piece of white silk cloth shining and floating in the wind. There was a silvery laughter from the bamboo forest. It was a group of hardworking and simple mountain village girls who had just washed their clothes and came back smiling in the moonlight. Maybe it's for something happy, fighting and chasing in the bamboo forest, and laughter is coming from outside the bamboo forest.
The dense lotus leaves fall to both sides one after another, and the lotus is swaying and rippling. It turned out that the fishing boat going down the river was crossing the lotus bushes lightly, and the chaotic moonlight in the lotus pond pierced the tranquility in the mountains. Spring flowers, spring grass, let it wither, I want to stay and enjoy this unparalleled scenery.
9. The composition imitates "living in the mountains in autumn". After the new rain, standing in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. Bamboo whispered to the washerwoman who came home and left the fishing boat.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and the picture gradually unfolds.
It is a kind of tranquility and indifference. In the autumn evening, a rain gently sprinkled over the empty mountain forest.
Vaguely fresh air, vaguely intoxicating autumn scenery, and crystal rain and dew hanging on the red leaves, which can be touched ... Wang Wei is a famous pastoral poet in the Tang Dynasty, and he is also called "Wang Meng" with Meng Haoran. He inherited the predecessors such as Tao Yuanming and Xie Lingtuo, and pushed his creation to a new level. Wang Wei's works are famous for "poetic and picturesque", and Dongpo poets once commented: "There are paintings in poetry, which are fascinating; Look at the picture, there are poems in the picture. "
The difficulty here is Wang Wei. Indeed, when I first read this song "An Autumn Night in the Mountain", I seemed to see a pale ink landscape with a bright moon and a boat in spring.
After reading it again, the picture gradually became clear, and a sense of freshness came to my face. "The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening."
At dusk and the beginning of autumn rain, the quiet mountain residence exudes tranquility and freshness everywhere. Mountain residence, quiet mountain residence; Autumn corn, intoxicating autumn corn.
Where the poet is, perhaps the air is unusually refreshing, perhaps the pines and cypresses are getting greener after the baptism of rain, or perhaps the red leaves all over the mountains are dancing in the wind. Facing a mountain in autumn scenery, the poet became interested in poetry.
You see, the bright moon is high, the pine forest is gloomy, and the moonlight passes through the pine forest, leaving a little mottled on the mountain road; Listen, the mountain spring is clear and flowing. Who knows where it will flow? Poets integrate scenery with emotion, voice with emotion, emotion with poetry. The bright moon here has no sorrow of parting, nor does it have a thousand miles of acacia; The bright moon here will only smile quietly, smiling quietly among the lush pine forests and smiling in the poet's quiet heart.
And the clear spring on the stone, gurgling through, brushed away the poet's past depression. Therefore, this sentence "There is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream" has become a famous sentence throughout the ages and has been passed down to this day.