2. The adaptation of ancient poetry into a composition is probably the scene of ancient poetry. Let me give you an example.
Rewrite Qingming
"sasha vujacic! Shashasha! " It is raining again. Rain, as light as cow hair, as fine as silk thread, and dust as fog, falls from the sky. The rain fell gently on the branches, and the buds on the branches drilled their lovely little heads, opened their beautiful little eyes and looked at everything around them curiously. The rain fell quietly on the grass, and the grass stubbornly pulled open the soil pressed on it, trying to break free. It stretched, yawned and began to greedily suck the dew of spring. A pile of grass here, a pile of grass there, covered the earth with a layer of green clothes. There are colorful flowers in the grass, including yellow rape, red roses, purple bougainvillea and white tulips, which are competing to open and compete for beauty. A few swallows buzzed in the air, as if to say, "Spring is coming! Spring is so beautiful! "
But such a beautiful scenery in the rain can't attract the attention of pedestrians coming and going on the road. They come and go in a hurry, and they are all preoccupied Some pedestrians are carrying brooms and offering sacrifices to sweep graves, thinking of their dead relatives and feeling very sad; Some leave their homes and go out to make a living, with uncertain future and depressed mood; Some people walk on the road of visiting relatives and friends, their future is uncertain, and they are more upset. The gloomy sky overhead made their mood heavier in the light rain.
Among the pedestrians, a scholar-like person is particularly eye-catching. He is Du Mu. He is thin, white-skinned, wearing a hat and carrying a bag. Mutu's gaunt face and frown formed the word "Sichuan". He shook his head and sighed as he walked. He has been on the road for several days, and this kind of "bad weather" is overcast and rainy everywhere, which makes him depressed. At this moment, his stomach growled with hunger and his throat seemed to smoke with thirst. How much he wants to find a place to rest, eat a hot meal, fill his stomach, drink some old wine, quench his thirst, warm himself up, and then have a good sleep. However, this man is a stranger. Where can he find a restaurant?
Suddenly, there was a clear and melodious flute in the distance. That voice is so crisp and sweet. Du Mu's spirit can't help it. He looked up and looked around, only to see a scalper coming head on, with a shepherd boy sitting on his back. He is about eleven or twelve years old, with a red face and bright big eyes. He is somewhat clever, cute and naughty. Mutu believes that there are villages where there are shepherds, and restaurants where there are villages. By the way, shall I ask him? Thinking of this, he stepped forward and asked politely, "Little brother, is there a restaurant here?" When the shepherd boy saw him, he nodded, smiled, grimaced at him and pointed in the direction behind him with a flute, meaning: Go ahead and there will be a restaurant. Mutu understood that he quickly thanked the shepherd boy, cheered up and stepped forward. Sure enough, soon, a village was looming in the rain and fog, where the roads were full of apricot flowers, and several wine lids danced in the wind, as if waving to him ... Mutu was excited and inspired, and a seven-character quatrain blurted out:
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
3. Expand the ancient poetry into an 800-word article "Miss My Shandong Brothers on Mountain Holidays" (rewritten). One morning, I was a guest in a strange place alone and felt very lonely.
Every time I meet a holiday, I miss my family more. I am in a distant place, thinking that my brother, sister and brother must climb every mountain.
I wish I could climb every mountain. I really want to find my brothers at once and climb the mountain with them.
But I saw my brothers standing on high places, holding beautiful dogwood. Without me alone, my brothers climbed up happily. "To Wang Lun" This is also an article: In the spring morning, the sky in Wan Li, Wan Li is cloudless and blue as wash. I bid farewell to my good friend Wang Lun and boarded the ship that was about to leave.
Standing at the bow, I saw a blue sky as far as I could see, pleasing to the eye, a breeze blowing, and I could smell an intoxicating peach blossom fragrance. At this time, a group of waterfowl "croaked" hovering on the water.
Ah! Waterbirds also know the feeling of parting! I was intoxicated with this beautiful scenery when I suddenly heard a crisp and sweet song from the shore. Ah, this is Wang Lun's affectionate farewell song! Listen, Wang Lun is walking and singing with the beat. It's getting closer. Ah! This song is full of parting feelings.
It's Wang Lun who has had a heart-to-heart talk with me these days. It was Wang Lun who accompanied me to see the scenery late at night; It was Wang Lun and I who discussed the meaning of life together. It is Wang Lun who drinks and writes poems with me under the lamp at night. Ah! "Come on friends.
Come, let's shake hands again and say a few words of confidence. "Ship, set sail.
Ah! Friend, dear friend, you waved to me outside, and I waved to you. Ah, although the pool is as deep as thousands of feet, it can't be compared with your deep affection for me. Supplementation, Clever Guidance and Arousing Imagination —— The expansion of ancient poetry China is known as a country of poetry, and ancient poetry can be said to be a treasure left over from the long history of China culture.
Its language is concise and highly concentrated, but its content is quite heavy: astronomy, geography, customs, everything. Reading and accumulating ancient poems can not only develop students' imagination, accumulate students' sense of language, but also consolidate students' cultural heritage.
Expanding the writing of ancient poetry can not only deepen the understanding of ancient poetry, but also stimulate students' interest in reading. After several years of teaching and scientific research practice, the author thinks that the key to guiding the development of ancient poetry is to guide students' imagination through various channels, and then make it formal and written on this basis.
Arousing imagination can be carried out in the following three aspects: 1. Excavate empty space. The art of imaginary poetry is blank to some extent: the blank of story plot, the blank of character description, the blank of psychological activity, the blank of thoughts and feelings, the blank of philosophy and so on. Teachers guide students to grasp and explore these gaps. According to the five categories of poetry: narrative expression, landscape description, emotional expression, philosophical sublimation and comprehensive tolerance, students can imagine images in class, activate their thinking, cultivate their creativity and lay the foundation for expanding their writing.
1. Seize the "image blank" and imagine some ancient poems not laying out direct narration, but pursuing the interesting style outside the poem by sketching or hitting the point. The images depicted in poems are often not detailed and obscure, leaving teachers and students to supplement their imagination and create an ethereal and rich artistic realm.
Such as "Village Residence" (the grass grows in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. )
What's this kite like? What did the children say? What was the situation then? How beautiful is "the grass grows and the warblers fly" and "the willow blossoms are bright and the spring smoke is drunk"? What other sights might there be on this February day? Wait a minute, this poem is not carved out of details. Teachers can grasp these "image gaps" and guide students to expand their reasonable imagination and supplement details.
2. Stick to the "emotional blank" and imagine that "emotion will lead to resignation". In the development teaching of ancient poetry, teachers should pay attention to displaying artistic conception, so that readers and poets can feel the same.
Language is a tool to express feelings, but some complex, subtle and radical feelings cannot be directly expressed, thus setting an emotional gap for readers. For example, in Boarding Guazhou, the poet Wang Anshi used the scene of "Spring Breeze and Green Jiang Nanan" to express the feelings of "when the moon shines on me".
What is the scene of Jiangnan in Chun Lv? Spring is full, which is pleasing to the eye. How can a poet reveal the melancholy of when to return home? What was his psychological activity at that time? What is the image like? Both teachers and students described the poet's depression and homesickness, and his worries about the failure of political reform and the uncertain future through "blank" imagination. 3. Imagining the philosophy in ancient poetry around the "philosophical blank" often lies in the image, and its "blank" zone is wider.
Teachers should enlighten students, let them feel the inside story of poetry and make appropriate associations. Zheng Xie's Bamboo Stone is an ancient poem with profound philosophy, and the author's original intention is to "make people think and know".
This requires teachers to guide students to appreciate the poem, imagine the scene of bamboo "indomitable, let the northeast wind blow", and then guide students to contact life, so as to refine and sublimate from the image of the poem into a universal philosophy: whether you are determined or studying, you must "stick to the green hills and not relax", and it is easy to persevere when you lock your goals. In teaching, students will appreciate the true meaning of poetry as long as teachers pay attention to excavating the deep connotation of poetry and recreating imagination.
Second, with the help of audio-visual media, imagine that "reason lies in poetry, such as salt in water, honey in flowers, and the body is hidden and beautiful." For primary school students who are not deeply involved in the world and lack life experience and literary understanding ability, it is really not an easy task to experience sex and interest in Hidden Corpse and Yuan Mark.
To deeply understand the artistic conception of poetry and the poet's feelings, teachers need to build a bridge across this gap. In the development teaching of ancient poetry, making full use of audio-visual media, carefully designing teaching links, optimizing teaching process and enhancing the intuition, image and vividness of teaching can perfectly show the artistic charm of ancient poetry, stimulate students' interest in learning ancient poetry and improve the development level of ancient poetry.
1. It is very artistic to create a poetic scene and stimulate the imagination of ancient poetry. In the development teaching of ancient poetry, teachers should pay attention to creating situations, so that students can experience the poet's emotions through their specific perception of the situation. Multimedia has the characteristics of sound and shape blending, dynamic and static combination and strong appeal. Multimedia teaching can transform words into images and abstract into shapes.
Qiu Si, who was born in Luoyang, saw the autumn wind, and he wanted to find a writer to write a meaningful book. Fear of fear is endless, and pedestrians are about to open it. He started his homesickness in autumn, blew it gently, and took Miss Qiu to Luoyang. She brought ups and downs and fresh sunshine to Luoyang. As soon as she entered Luoyang City, there was a fragrance. The sky is so blue that the white clouds don't know where to hide. Wan Li is really cloudless in Wan Li. The whole city of Luoyang is bathed in soft sunshine and the autumn wind blows gently. The flowers nodded frequently and smiled, showing people its beautiful and charming style. Rows of trees are no longer flourishing. The green leaves gradually turn golden and fall slowly, just like flying butterflies, laying a golden carpet for the earth. By the lake, Zhang Ji, a state-owned enterprise, is walking. The lake is as calm as a mirror. It's even more charming Walking to the lake, I picked up a stone, and the calm of the lake was broken with a bang. He looked at the rising microwave and was in a daze. Rows of weeping willows danced with the wind by the lake. Willow branches stretched out to the lake gently brushed on the lake, as if stroking their children. But Zhang Ji has no time to enjoy such beautiful scenery. His mind is full of thoughts about his hometown and love. The autumn wind has started and the weather has turned cold. You must pay attention to your health, and my mother, are you all right ... "He has a thousand words to tell his relatives, but he doesn't know where to start ... so Zhang Ji decided to send a letter home. On this day, Zhang Ji invited the postman to his home, handed the letter to him personally, and said, "Brother, thank you, please send this letter back to my hometown. ""I see, "the postman said with a smile." You can rest assured. "Then he turned away and suddenly thought of something." Can you let me read this letter again? ""oh. " The postman who was about to get on the horse had to dig out his satchel. Zhang Ji took the letter, opened it again and again, and finally gave it to the postman. The wind is still blowing gently, with Zhang Ji's homesickness, he goes further and further.
5. Change the ancient poem into a composition 1 to understand the general idea of the poem clearly.
The meaning of this poem: Li Bai got on the boat and was about to set off when a farewell song came from the shore. Although the Peach Blossom Lake is as deep as thousands of feet, it is not as good as Wang Lun's Farewell to Me.
2. Understand the background: Wang Lun is also known as LAM Raymond. Tang Kaiyuan was appointed magistrate of Jingxian County.
After leaving office, I lived in Taohuatan, Jingxian County. From the first year of Tianbao (742) to the first year of Baoying (762), Li Bai traveled to Dangtu, Xuancheng, Jingxian, Qiupu, Nanling and other places in Anhui many times, and visited Taohuatan in Jingxian.
He entertained his guests with wine. When leaving, Li Bai wrote a poem "To Wang Lun", saying that "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun".
In 755 AD (Tianbao 14th year of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty), Li Bai visited Taohuatan from Qiupu (now Guichi, Anhui Province) to Jingxian County (now Anhui Province), where Wang Lun often brewed his own wine to entertain him. When he left, Wang Lun came to see me off again, and Li Bai wrote this poem to leave.
3. Determine whether the screenwriter should use the poet's brush strokes, Wang Lun's perspective, or the perspective of a third-party bystander. Of course, it is best to use the poet's point of view.
4. imagine. The scenery that may be involved in poetry, what kind of scenery, and what season scenery.
Emotion and dialogue of characters (including Li Bai and Wang Lun). Attention should be paid to the blending of scenes, feelings in scenes and lyricism in scenes.
For example, it is another sunny day, but there is a breeze. Peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, dancing one by one, dancing to the fullest, making this March prosperous and beautiful. I am walking alone, and the journey of life is always like this. No matter how we get together, we will get drunk in the end.
Today is the day of parting.
6. Rewrite the ancient poem Qiu Si into a composition. Autumn is coming, the leaves are falling, and the whistling wind is blowing. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the gradually full moon makes Zhang Ji melancholy: Yes, I have been away from home for 15 years. Are mom and dad healthy at home? Are brothers and sisters happy? Anhui's hometown is thousands of miles away from Luoyang, so it is not realistic to go back. Boss Zhang next door is a fellow villager. Yesterday, he told Zhang Ji that he would go back to his hometown to buy goods and bring him some light things, such as letters. Zhang Ji was very happy when he heard the news. He immediately began to write letters. But when he started to write "How are you, my parents?" He found a thousand words and didn't know where to start. Review his 15 years. Now he is just an ordinary civil servant with a low salary. He felt a little guilty for not being filial to his parents or contributing to family building. His brothers and sisters also worried him. Especially his sister, who was only 3 years old when Zhang Ji left, should be a slim girl now. How I want to see her! And eldest brother, for my younger brother to study and get married at the age of 25. Now he should be the father of several children, right? And ... this letter took a whole night to write seven major articles. Then it was folded and sealed. Benedict is the boss who knocks at the door. "Brother, have you finished? My brother is leaving, so I came to see you. Is there anything to bring? " Zhang Ji quickly took out the letter and handed it to boss Zhang. Boss Zhang put the letter in his chest pocket, clenched his fist and turned away. Zhang Ji suddenly shouted, "Brother Zhang, wait a little longer, and I'll read the letter again." Zhang Ji opened the sealed letter, looked at it carefully and drew a few more strokes. Only then did I give the letter to boss Zhang: "Brother, please." Boss Zhang put the letter in again.
7. Ask for an essay adapted from an ancient poem. The poet came out of town side by side with his friends. Looking up, I saw a touch of green hills across the north of the city and a bay of clear water gurgling around the east of the city. The distant castle peak is out of reach, which leads to a trace of dismay and reveals the poet's helplessness in leaving at present; The flowing water around the city seems to be a symbol of continuous separation and gurgling. This couplet "Qingshan", "Baishui", "Northland" and "Dongcheng" are arranged neatly, and "green" and "white" set each other off, and the whole painting is beautiful. The word "horizontal" is used to write the stillness of the castle peak, and the word "around" is used to write the movement of white water, which is also quite accurate.
The poet described his friend's wandering life with a lonely canopy, saying: If you leave here, you will float thousands of miles away like loose grass dancing with the wind. These two sentences express the poet's deep concern for his friends, and they are written smoothly and naturally, with sincere feelings.
The tie "I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset" shows the broad background of parting: a white cloud is floating away on the horizon, and a red sun is slowly falling to the horizon. At this point, this scene makes people more sad and painful to leave. These two sentences "floating clouds" to "sunset" and "wandering" to "old human feelings" are also neat and to the point. Poets not only write landscapes, but also skillfully use "floating clouds" to compare friends. He is like a floating cloud on the horizon, with uncertain whereabouts and everything. Who knows where he will drift? Infinite concern for natural overflow. And the red sun in the west ended so slowly, and I was reluctant to throw the last light into the white water of Qingshan, as if reluctant to leave abruptly. And this is the symbol of the poet's mood at the moment!
Write the parting scene in the last two sentences. Poets and friends immediately waved goodbye and greeted frequently; The two horses seem to be connected with their master's heart and honk their horns from time to time. Although the poet didn't directly say his feelings of parting, the horse still couldn't bear the bitterness of parting and raised his mane and whined. What a shame!
8. An ancient poem was adapted into a story. A 600-word team marched slowly on the Gobi Desert in the frontier fortress. The armored general suddenly stopped the horse's red mount, and the horse looked up and neighed, and the neighing echoed in the narrow valley.
They looked up and their tired eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance. A rare smile appeared on the general's bronzed face, and his trembling muscles seemed to shake off the yellow sand.
"Rest on the spot!" As soon as the general raised his whip, the powerful voice shook the rubble on both sides of the mountain. The yellow sunset dyed the general's gray beard, and also sprinkled a mysterious color on the whole team, as if a group of heavenly soldiers would suddenly descend on the edge of this desert.
Standing on the northwest frontier of autumn parcels, heaven and earth seem to meet here. The frontier sky seems to be particularly open and empty, lonely and deep, without the suspicion of floating clouds, only desolate and opaque maturity.
The geese flying south occasionally fly across the sky and leave in a hurry to cooperate with the ancient "honor guard", but they don't miss the frontier fortress scene specially prepared for them. This desolate northwest frontier fortress! The autumn wind is bigger, carrying yellow sand, whipping shrunken shrubs on the roadside like a whip, whipping cold and hard stones and tired teams.
The horse can't help this relentless beating, snorting and neighing. The foot soldiers were very close and buried their heads very low.
Time seems to have solidified at this time. A distant and far-reaching retreat horn sounded, and from all directions came the screams of war horses, the collision of armored weapons, the tearing of flags by autumn wind and the howling of crazy friction of sand ... All kinds of voices echoed in this big 62616964757A 696416FE58685E5AEB9365438.
The wind roared, and the rolling yellow sand filled the mountains, covering up the warm yellow of the sunset, leaving a hasty pallor. Over the camp, the rising smoke, bared its teeth, gradually swallowed up the pallor of the west.
The surrounding mountains become more and more ferocious at night. Only the lonely city with closed gates, the people in the lonely city, fell asleep with the wind of the frontier fortress.
Dream? Homesick people are afraid of falling asleep. I am so tired when marching and fighting during the day that I don't feel homesick, but when the moon is in the middle, I am in my hometown.
Looking at the moon, my wife's shallow smile reflected in the middle of the month; Looking at the full moon, the mother who is over 60 years old and mending clothes is reflected in the middle of the month; Looking at the moon, the children's sweet shouts came from the moon ... but the soldiers were helpless, and their cheeks were covered with cold tears: although they were ordered to guard the border for many years, their achievements in resisting the enemy were not completed, and it was difficult to return home and could not return home! The general poured a pot of strong liquor alone, in order to relieve the fatigue of fighting during the day and to drive away the homesickness that hit his heart. The faint light flashed in the lampshade, lengthening and shortening the general's tired figure.
The general's hand moved on the battle map, thinking about the battle plan over and over again. His eyes stopped at that point on the map surrounded by mountains, and he was quietly lost in thought.
Watching, watching, he seemed to see himself leading his foot soldiers to kill the enemy, invincible, and the enemy's casualties were everywhere. The foot soldiers surrounded him: "Victory! Victory! " Cheer and jump for joy.
He walked out of the team and solemnly carved a big word "Song" on a huge stone ... The general's face turned red. I don't know if it's because of the fierce wine just now, or because he is still immersed in the excitement of musicians carving stones. The white hair on the head was reflected whiter by the red face.
Suddenly, a melancholy and desolate Qiangdi brought the general back to reality. It seems to be crying, complaining, and angry. It floats like a ghost in the whole moonlit night, once again evoking the gentlest and deepest emotion in the general's heart-infinite homesickness.
In a flash, the autumn frost outside the account climbed up the general's forehead again. That night, the officers and men guarding the border worked hard to serve the country and fight for men's homesickness.