1. Let me compose a poem:
Prelude to water melody
Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi Style: Ci
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there.
Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs.
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Li Yu, Yu Meiren of Nantang
When is the spring flower and the autumn moon, how much is known about the past! The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much worry can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
Man Jianghong [Southern Song Dynasty] Yue Fei
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car to break through, Helan Mountain is lacking. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
2. Let me draw:
◆ * * * Mu Shiyu
Little knowledge: ① China's first collection of poems is The Book of Songs, and * * * contains 305 poems. ② The styles recognized in the history of China's poetry development in the three golden periods are Tang Dynasty (Poetry), Song Dynasty (Ci) and Yuan Dynasty (Qu).
1. The poem "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" can be understood only by looking at the title, which describes the scenery in spring. Can you tell me what seasons the following poems describe respectively?
Jiang Xue (winter)
Drinking the rain after the Qing Dynasty in the lake (summer)
Night parking near Fengqiao (autumn)
Boarding Guazhou (Spring)
Master of Furong Mountain in Snow (Winter)
Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang (Summer)
Koike (summer)
Mountain Travel (Autumn)
The ancients left many famous sentences describing natural scenery in their poems. Do you think it's weird? Please write the corresponding poem as required.
Write Lotus: Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head.
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Write about rain: good rain knows the season when spring comes.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Write snow: I know from a distance that it is not snow, because there is a fragrance floating. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Master of Furong Mountain in Every Snow")
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships (Du Fu: Jueju)
Writing style: if you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you will not feel the cold. Song zhinan's quatrains
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Tang Menghao's "Spring Dawn"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Poems about mountains:
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. (Su Shi: "Title Xilin Wall")
Poems about water:
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows (Li Bai)
Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days (Tang Libai)
Nanhu is smokeless in autumn night, and you can ride straight to the sky (Tang Libai)
Green hills are not old, but green waters last forever (Guanzhong, Ming Luo)
Can you apply these poems to various contexts?
(1) Jiang Nanyi, the deepest memory is Jiangnan.
(2) From a distance, there are people from Bai Yunsheng.
(3) Frost leaves are redder than February flowers.
(4) Several early warblers compete for the warm tree, and the new swallow of the warm tree pecks at the spring mud.
Good rain knows the season, and spring comes.
⑥ The lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers that reflect sunlight have different colors.
⑦ The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
(1) came to Tianfangping, Anji, Zhejiang, and walked along the mountain path. He looked up and saw that the houses strewn at random on the mountain really had the artistic conception of "people are in Bai Yunsheng, far away from Hanshan".
Teacher Zhang is over sixty years old, but he is still alive and kicking, no less than a young man. No wonder some people say that he is "red in first frost in February."
(3) One night in spring, I was reading a book when I suddenly heard the rain rustling outside the window. Ah, it's raining! It's really "good rain knows the season, when spring comes"!
Hangzhou West Lake is famous for its scenery. In Wind Lotus in Quyuan, we chanted "The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely colorful, and the lotus leaves reflect the shadow of the sun in a different color". In The Sound of the Warbler in the Willow Waves, we will see the scene of "several early-rising warblers fighting for warm trees, whose new swallows peck at the spring mud". Even if it rains during the trip, you don't have to be disappointed. Su Shi has long said that "the water is sunny and the mountains are rainy." No wonder people who have been to Hangzhou and swam the West Lake will sigh like Bai Juyi-"Jiang Nanyi is the south of the Yangtze River".
Bite poetry and chew words.
A little knowledge (see page 44 of the Chinese exercise book)
1. Like modern Chinese, the same meaning in ancient poetry can be expressed by different words. Can you find words with the same meaning from the following poems?
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
(2) Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
(3) It is not snow from a distance, because there is fragrance.
They are (fate), (love) and (cause), all of which can be interpreted as (because).
There are many poems with the same name in modern poetry. Let's enjoy a group first.
(Chinese exercise book 44 pages)
Can you collect some poems with the same name? It can be an ancient poem or a modern poem.
moonlit night
Tang Liu Fang Ping
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Song luyou
A little drunk wakes up, the bed is full, and the jade pot is too cold.
The wind suddenly sends lotus fragrance, and a leaf floats and remembers hometown.
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Clouds open in the middle of the month, and the broken bridge turns into a jade pagoda.
In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, and it was suspected that it was a fairy red cliff.
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
Homesickness is a small stamp when I was a child. I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness was a low grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside.
Homesickness is a shallow strait now, and I am on this continent, on that side.
Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is the flute of Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After separation
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Aohongliang
Tears of missing hometown
Falling under the eaves of rainy days
In a bowl
fan li
Swallow into the stomach
Drunk and homesick
Drunk in a dream
Dreams are in the countryside.
This is a reed flute.
Sing in the hearts of homesick people