1. Rewrite a composition of about 400 words on "Guan Ju"
It is a rare refreshing summer day.
The sunlight passed through the window lattice quietly, and the railing outside the window was covered with cool and mottled shadows of leaves. He then aimlessly followed the footsteps of the fragments of sunlight and the pleasant whispering sounds of Guanju birds, feeling extremely at ease and comfortable.
It seems that I haven’t been in such a bright mood for a long time. From a distance, I saw a slim woman in a plain skirt on the other side of the lake, leisurely trying to smooth the restless lake water with her hands, lowering her head and gently picking out the green waterlilies covered with water. So. Walking quickly in the direction of the woman, he wanted to chat with her on such a beautiful afternoon to relieve the tired emptiness in his heart.
But when he got closer, his footsteps stopped involuntarily. ——The waterlilies all over the lake are moving in the breeze, and they are in harmony with the clouds in the blue sky, and together they set off that quiet and beautiful face.
Although she was bending down to pick lilies, her graceful silhouette was enough for him to imagine her graceful figure when she was walking leisurely alone. Although she was a simple woman, there was a bit of melancholy and downcastness in her eyes. The head but slightly raised chin accentuated her usual clear and upright appearance. The wind messed up her hair and messed up his thoughts.
He watched all this with bated breath. This ray of amorous wind struck the memory of his hazy dream like lightning, and then he really knew, "She has appeared in my dreams countless times!" The woman seemed to be aware of someone standing beside her. , gently stroking her long hair, turning her face slightly, looking at the strange man in front of her with deer-like eyes, their eyes met, his heart has softened into a charming piece of waterweed, the woman smiled again and lowered her head. Go, there is the wisdom of a child and the shyness of a girl.
The sudden moment of such a smile, like a rose blooming thousands of times faster under the camera, suddenly took away his whole heart. The most tenderness of bowing her head is as shy as a water lotus.
From now on, he could no longer hold anything in his mind. Every corner is filled with images of women bowing their heads and smiling.
After tossing and turning, he understood that this was love at first sight. Staring blankly at the blue-black sky in the distance and the few stars in the distance.
This song is full of thoughts, vast and overwhelming in my heart. All because the woman politely rejected his love.
She has her own sweetheart, and similarly, his smile is the most precious in her memory. He finally understood that this was an irreversible ending.
But how much he wanted to play her beloved "Beauty Pity" in front of her. If she was willing to listen, he would be willing to play it for her all afternoon, or even for a lifetime. The still water flows deeply, and all the hurt thoughts flow to the deepest part of the heart, and the thoughts are placed in the tenderest place in the heart. 2. Rewrite a composition of about 400 words in "Guan Ju"
"Guan Guan, Guan Guan..."
The familiar sound of water birds sounded in my ears again. The rippling blue water of the lake, swayed by a patch of waterlilies in the wind, makes people even more intoxicated, just like her. .
With a beautiful face and a graceful figure, she plucks watercress along the current, and her delicate hands are full in the evening. She is exactly the beauty I am looking for in my sleep, breathtakingly beautiful.
The funny thing is that the first time I tried to approach her, she was politely rejected. I, who had always been confident, suddenly couldn't find my direction. I felt lost and confused. It was dissolved in the wine and burned in my heart. For several nights, I couldn't sleep because I only had her in my mind. But for the next few days, I still couldn't even say a word to her.
I wanted to leave, but unexpectedly I saw her again before leaving. She was still walking through the patch of waterlilies like a fairy, with her delicate hands still as graceful as ever. But I am not qualified to be by her side, I just want to leave this heartbreaking place alone. . Thinking of this, a feeling of sadness came to my heart. I untied the Yaoqin tied behind my back and played a solo song "Beauty Pity". I wanted to vent my depression, but I couldn't suppress my admiration. When the song ended, I couldn't help but sigh again, and I thought: It's time to go.
"That song just now was "Beauty's Pity"?"
I looked up in surprise, and it turned out that she had parked the boat next to me without knowing it. At that time, I simply didn’t know what to say. I was so surprised that I forgot to answer.
She looked at me with a smile, "Master, can you play one more song?"
"Please give me some advice."
In the next ten days or so, Every day when the sun sets, I will always sit by the lake and play for her as she walks among the water plants, and she starts to sing happily along with the melody. The low-flying and chirping waterbirds, the waterlilies swaying in the wind, and the songs and tunes echoing on the lake. . I suddenly found that this place is more beautiful and full of hope than before.
But now, the sunset without her seems so bleak.
The water birds are still flying low, the water plants are still swaying in the wind, and the Yao Qin on my lap has not played music for a long time. I wonder if the melody it plays is still beautiful.
A gust of wind blew by, and the love song from the past sounded again, giving blessings to her who once circulated among the water plants, and also to bless the beloved in the distance. . .. 3. Urgent request
Living on the sandbar in the river.
A kind and beautiful girl,
A good spouse for a good man.
The girls went to pick the waterlilies of varying lengths.
A kind and beautiful girl,
I miss her every time I wake up and dream.
Missing and pursuing cannot be obtained,
Waking up and dreaming of Sauvignon Blanc.
I miss you so much,
I can’t fall asleep tossing and turning.
The girls went to pick the waterlilies of varying lengths.
A kind and beautiful girl,
Play the piano, drums and harp to get close to her.
The girl picked the waterlilies of varying lengths.
The girl went left and right to pick them.
A kind and beautiful girl,
Ring bells and drums to please her. 4. Guan Ju rewrote a 300-word essay
In the morning, the sky was just a little white.
The morning dew in late autumn condensed into frost in the cold wind of Thurso, making the area completely white and extremely depressing. On the lake, reed flowers are floating, sometimes flying in the autumn wind, sometimes falling on the water, causing no ripples, but helplessly dyeing the autumn water white.
On the shore, there was a man, standing alone in the severe frost, looking at the lake covered with reed flowers, with an indifferent expression, without a trace of flowing breath, just standing alone, as if waiting for something. On the opposite bank, outside the reed flowers, there is a faint house with shallow tiles and light walls. Against the backdrop of the flying reed flowers, it also has a slightly otherworldly flavor.
Perhaps there lives in this house a woman who is both graceful and elegant, and who is also unworldly. And she may not know that at this time when the reed flowers are flying and the silver frost is forming a bleak landscape, there is a beautiful woman on the other side. An infatuated person who is willing to devote his whole life to protecting her. He and she, one on the shore and the other in the middle of the water, couldn't be reached.
There are still so many reeds, floating gracefully in the wind, stretching their slender waists.
Large tracts of white frost gradually melted into light dew, and mist arose. He was still standing there, with no other expression or movement. Between his brows, there was determination - firmness. The houses on the other side became more indistinct in the haze, as if they were mirages, a real dream.
She is in a dream, but does she know? He and she, one on the shore and the other in the water, were close, but still separated by a lake. In autumn, reed flowers float, blurring each other's sight.
The sun has already shown its face, and the reeds are enjoying the warm caress in the sun. The fog gradually dissipates, the morning dew is slightly dry, and there is still a haze on the water. He still stands like that, translucent and clear. Her eyes were still staring at the other side, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in Pingting's figure hidden by the reed flowers. And she, standing in the autumn wind, her long black hair floating like reed flowers, looking at the reed flowers on the lake like a flying sea of ??snow, the mist gradually dissipating, but she never saw those eyes and those regrets... He and she, one on the shore, the other in the water, not far apart, but always missed... the sunset.
The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. He was still standing there, but the shadow on the other side disappeared.
"It's night, it's time to go back and enjoy the scenery." A faint voice came from behind. He turned around suddenly, and she turned around. Before he could express his love, she left... Looking at her As he left, he felt sad... There was always a lake between him and her! He left silently.
However, he forgot to take his heart with him. His heart was always on the other side of the shore. She is the most beautiful scene in his heart. In the season of flying reed flowers, a heart is broken. 5. Guan Ju rewrote a 300-word essay
In the morning, the sky was just a little white.
The morning dew in late autumn condensed into frost in the cold wind of Thurso, making the area completely white and extremely depressing.
On the lake, reed flowers float, sometimes flying in the autumn wind, sometimes falling to the water, causing no ripples, but helplessly dyeing the autumn water white.
On the shore, there was a man, standing alone in the frost, looking at the lake covered with reed flowers, with an indifferent expression, without a trace of flowing breath, just standing alone, as if waiting for something.
On the opposite bank, outside the reed flowers, there is a faint house with shallow tiles and light walls. Against the backdrop of the flying reed flowers, it also has a slightly otherworldly flavor. Perhaps there lives in this house a woman who is both graceful and graceful, and who is equally unworldly. And she may not know that at this moment when the reed flowers are dancing and the silver frost is forming a bleak season, there is a woman on the other side who is willing to devote her whole life to protecting her. Her infatuated person.
He and she, one on the shore and the other in the middle of the water, can't be reached.
There are still so many reeds, floating gracefully in the wind, stretching their slender waists.
Large tracts of white frost gradually melted into shallow dew, and mist arose. He was still standing there, with no other expression or movement. Between his eyebrows, there was determination - firmness.
The houses on the other side became more indistinct in the haze, as if they were mirages, a real dream. She was in a dream, but did she know?
He and she, one on the shore and the other in the water, were close, but still separated by a lake. In autumn, reed flowers float, blurring each other's sight.
The sun has already shown its face, and the reeds are enjoying the warm caress in the sun. The fog gradually dissipates, the morning dew is slightly dry, and there is still a haze on the water. He still stands like that, translucent and clear. Her eyes were still staring at the other side, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in Pingting's figure hidden by the reed flowers.
And she, standing in the autumn wind, her long black hair floating like reed flowers, looking at the reed flowers on the lake like a flying sea of ??snow, the mist gradually dissipating, but she never saw those eyes , and those regrets...
He and she, one on the shore, the other in the water, not far apart, but always missed...
The sunset.
The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.
He was still standing there, but the shadow on the other side disappeared.
"It's night, it's time to go back and enjoy the scenery." A faint voice came from behind. He turned around suddenly, and she turned around. Before he could express his love, she left...
Looking at her leaving back, he felt sad...
There was always a lake between him and her!
He left silently.
However, he forgot to take his heart with him. His heart was always on the other side of the shore.
She is the most beautiful scene in his heart, the season of flying reed flowers, a heart is broken 6. Who has the relevant expansion? 300 words
The sunny day in June, the breeze With a gentle breeze, the river water ripples slightly. Beside the embankment, the grass is luxuriant and the trees are prosperous. The doves fall quietly and the branches tremble.
Listen to the birdsong, it is melodious and touching, like chanting all things in the world, like crying all the people. This prompted a man to follow him and sigh that his song was sweet and the scenery was pleasant. However, I didn’t stop here just for the beautiful scenery, but for the sandbank in the water.
Where is the holy scene that makes a gentleman linger? The origin is a country girl.
Take a closer look at its description: flower-like jade hibiscus cheeks, willow-leaf eyebrows that will not relax, peach blossom eyes that blend with love, and charming cherry lips. A pair of slender hands are looking for water plants in the water. Sometimes she hums and smiles lightly, sometimes she combs her hair carefully, and her graceful and graceful appearance makes the man intoxicated. Forgot about the moment.
It wasn’t until the woman was getting further away in the boat that the man realized that the sun was setting. Gai packed his luggage and said goodbye to this place, this scene and this woman one by one.
Since then, the man has had sleepless nights. Walking in the courtyard every night, admiring the stars, the moon and the doves.
Where is the Jujiu? It was the euphemistic and pleasant voice that day that led him to meet this peerless beauty.
I often read it in the middle of the night, but in the blink of an eye I read it and the woman smiled frequently. Lying in bed and about to fall asleep, I closed my eyes and saw those slender jade hands caressing the waves in the lake.
Let’s talk about how to have great ambitions and raise a great name, but now just a strange woman can disturb the admiration of people with lofty ideals. I just want to be able to cross the river with my beautiful lady in the same boat, recite poems and lyrics under the bright moon and stars, and play the piano and sing softly on the sparkling water. Either they touch the water to look for water plants, or they beat the drums to play the music of heaven and earth, which can bring about a gentle smile from the beautiful woman and win the long-lasting love from the lover.
However, can you be familiar with longing for it? The difficulty is, meeting a woman again and reminiscing about old times. 7. Adapt the article by Guan Ju (more than 400 words, speed
The best answer - selected by the questioner at 2007-01-02 21:07:44
Guan Guanju The dove is on the river island. The gentle lady is very fond of her. . It's leisurely, tossing and turning.
The graceful ladies are picking it up.
The gentle ladies are picking it up. /p>
Jujiu Guanguan is singing happily, and they are in pairs on the river beach. The beautiful and virtuous women are my good companions.
Water plants of varying lengths are busy picking them. Non-stop. The beautiful and virtuous woman is thinking about her in my dreams, but I can’t get her. I think about her day and night, and my heart breaks.
Water plants of varying lengths are picked everywhere on the left and right. Beautiful and virtuous women play the piano, drum, and harp and love each other forever.
Water plants of varying lengths are picked on the left and right. Beautiful and virtuous women ring bells. Beat the drums to make her pregnant. 8. Expand "Jian Jia" or "Guan Ju" and rewrite it into a 600-word composition.
Jujiu chirped, and with a heavenly duet, they flew down into the river. On the sandbank. I stood in the misty woods, looking into the distance, and seemed to see her. She stood in the gentle wind, with a peaceful smile on her face.
Looking at her skillful and beautiful appearance, ripples suddenly appeared in my heart...
Long and short waterlilies floated on the water, and in the hazy I saw her picking green ones from left to right along the current. Watercress stems. Looking at the bright smile on her face, I smiled too. She doesn’t know yet that I am thinking about her day and night, whether in my dream or awake, day or night...
Even though I miss her so much, she is still there She couldn't stand in front of me and watched the white clouds drifting across the sky. In the snow-white clouds, I seemed to see her shadow and her peaceful smile. She makes me think about her day and night. Under the moonlight, I was filled with long-lasting true feelings and lingering thoughts, but I lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep...
The waterlilies grew unevenly in the water. In my dream, I saw her moving left and right. He kept picking the watercress. Seeing her walking lightly, I couldn't help but say the words that have been buried in my heart for a long time: "A virtuous and beautiful girl, I believe that we will get along like a harp and a harp and love each other forever..."
Long and short waterlilies floated with the water waves, and I vaguely saw her picking left and right. Listening to the festive sound of firecrackers outside the window, I made an eternal promise: "Wonderful and beautiful girl, I will beat the bells and drums to marry you..." 9. Change Guan Ju into a 600-word essay
Jujiu chirped, and with a heavenly duet, they both flew to the sandbar in the river.
I stood in the misty woods and looked into the distance, as if I saw her. She stood in the gentle wind, with a peaceful smile on her face.
Looking at her skillful and beautiful appearance, ripples suddenly appeared in my heart... Long and short waterlilies floated on the water, and in the hazy I saw her picking green ones from left to right along the current. Watercress stems. Looking at the bright smile on her face, I smiled too.
She doesn’t know yet that I am thinking of her day and night, whether in a dream or awake, day or night... Even though I miss her so much, she is still there She couldn't stand in front of me and watched the white clouds drifting across the sky. In the snow-white clouds, I seemed to see her shadow and her peaceful smile. She makes me think about her day and night.
Under the moonlight, I was filled with true feelings and lingering thoughts, but I was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep... Waterlilies grew unevenly in the water. In my dream, I saw her moving from left to right. He kept picking the watercress. Seeing her walking lightly, I couldn't help but say the words that have been buried in my heart for a long time: "A virtuous and beautiful girl, I believe that we will be in harmony like harps and harps, and will love each other forever..." Long and short The water plants floated with the water waves, and I vaguely saw her picking left and right.
Listening to the festive sound of firecrackers outside the window, I made an eternal promise: "My virtuous and beautiful girl, I will beat the bells and drums to marry you...".
10. Imagination Essay 400 About Guan Ju
It is a rare refreshing summer day.
The sun passes through the window lattice quietly, and the railing outside the window is covered with cool and mottled leaves. Shadow. He then aimlessly followed the footsteps of the sunlight fragments and the pleasant whispering sounds of Guanju birds. He felt extremely relaxed and comfortable. It seemed that he had not been in such a bright mood for a long time. He saw a lake on the other side of the lake from a distance. A slim woman in a plain skirt was leisurely trying to calm the restless lake water with her hands, lowering her head to gently pick out the green lilies covered with drops of water.
So she walked toward He walked quickly in the direction of the woman. He wanted to chat with her on such a beautiful afternoon to relieve the tired emptiness in his heart.
But when he got closer, his steps stopped involuntarily. Went down. - The waterlilies all over the lake were moving in the breeze, contrasting with the clouds in the blue sky, and together they set off that quiet and beautiful face. Although he bent down to pick the waterlilies, his graceful profile was enough to make him I imagine her curling up and down as she walks leisurely alone. Although she is a simple woman, the melancholy in her eyes and the slightly raised chin with her head lowered reflect her usual purity and elegance.
The wind messed up her hair and messed up his thoughts.
He watched all this with bated breath.
This ray of passionate wind hit him like lightning. The memory of the dream, and then I really knew, "She has appeared in my dreams countless times!"
The woman seemed to be aware of someone standing next to her, and gently stroked her The long-haired woman turned her face slightly to the side, and stared at the strange man in front of her with deer-like eyes. Their eyes met, and his heart softened into a piece of charming waterweed. The woman smiled again and lowered her head, with the wisdom of a child. There was also the shyness of a girl. The moment he suddenly smiled like this, like a rose that bloomed thousands of times faster under the camera, it suddenly took away his whole heart.
The most tenderness of bowing his head seemed to The water lotus was too shy. From then on, he could no longer hold anything in his mind. Every corner was filled with images of women bowing their heads and smiling.
After tossing and turning, he understood that this was love at first sight. Bewildered Looking at the blue-black sky in the distance and the few stars in the distance. This song of thoughts is overwhelming in my heart.
All because the woman politely rejected his love. She has her own Sweetheart, his smile was also the most precious in her memory.
He finally understood that this was an irreversible ending. But how much he wanted to play her favorite song in front of her. "Beauty Pity", if she is willing to listen, he is also willing to play it for her all afternoon, or even for a lifetime.
The still water flows deep, and all the hurt thoughts flow to the deepest part of the heart, and the thoughts are Place it in the tenderest place in my heart.