Autumn is like a drop of colored ink, falling in the Woods and rippling layer by layer. Deep purple, striking red, bright orange, brilliant golden yellow, brocade as dazzling. In this cold season, all the trees are burning the color of their lives.
Looking into the distance, the rolling mountains sigh in the afterglow of the sunset. Even if the gentle twilight sets the mountains with Phnom Penh, it can't burn like the forest below, and it can only slowly fade away the beautiful colors.
The shepherd who came home late hummed leisurely, waved a thin whip in his hand, and gently drove a few strong calves, forming a silhouette in the fading sunset.
A burst of hooves crushed the sunset sprinkled on the gravel road. The hunter galloped in the forest with a wealth of trophies-birds, and soon disappeared at the end of the path.
At the moment, only an old tree accompanies me, but in this crisp autumn season, the leaves wither early, leaving only a few dead leaves curled up and sighed in the evening breeze. Looking around, no one knows. I can't help screaming at dusk. I wonder if Boyi and Shu Qi, who have gone far away, can hear my singing?
In the valley, my song echoed freely, echoed. ...
2. Rewrite Wang Ye (Wang Ji) into a 300-word article. Anxious, Wang Ye Shen Guohua hid the book and got up, and Wang Ji stepped out of the grass; A gust of mountain wind hit his face, and he shuddered involuntarily. Looking up, he saw a small part of the sun in the western sky, which was dark red and weak in the twilight. The once lush green forest has lost its color and added freshness: reddish fruits, semi-yellow leaves and grayish brown branches. A few bare branches pointed directly at the sky, as if telling. A group of calves are approaching from the highway near Shanxi. Listen carefully, and you can hear the folk songs hummed by the shepherd boy. Ji Wang wanted to say hello, but she didn't know which boy it was, so she had to give up. He was about to turn around and go back to the house when there was a "clanking" horse hoof in his ear. I only saw a few hunters with him. Their lean bodies fluctuated with the rhythm of "ma bu" or horse stance just look, and several rabbits were hanging on his back. So helpless. Ji Wang didn't know these hunters, and those hunters didn't greet Ji Wang. Their faces are like patterns in each other's eyes. Wang Ji felt disappointed in his heart. He lived in seclusion in the mountains and lacked a bosom friend. He couldn't help thinking of shouyangshan's eating the EU's Boyi and Shu Qi. I wonder if you are as lonely and depressed as I am? .
3. How to write the story of Wang Ye in 200 words? Looking up at the trees, there are several white clouds floating in the vast sky. Swallows fly back from the south. They are in droves, high and low, with the message of spring.
Its tree, standing on campus, is still waiting after vicissitudes of life, pointing to the disconnection of the sky and waiting for a new reincarnation with an upward and energetic attitude. It doesn't appreciate the beautiful figure of swallows passing by; Do not respond to the kind invitation of the breeze; Don't miss the lingering white clouds and blue sky.
Because it has another belief, a belief that will not change over the years, that is, growth, growth and growth. It understands that the temptation around it is temporary, and it wants to touch the white clouds and feel the real beauty one day.
He believes that it will come true one day. You see, its branches are full of scars, which is a witness to the struggle with the wind and rain.
Its roots don't know where they have spread. Who knows how difficult it is to break through the gravel and extend the roots into the distance? It wants to extend to the center of the earth. It wants to shout to the universe, and a gust of wind blows. It shakes its shoulders and then grows up.
Whenever I see this tree, I will be full of fighting spirit.
4. Rewrite ambitions into essays [edit this paragraph] ambitions.
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Looking at the dusk in Gaodong, I want to rely on it.
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.
Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
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① Selected from Gaodong subset. Jude Wong (about 598-644), born in Longmen, Jiangzhou (now Hejin, Shanxi), was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. ② Gaodong (gāo): the poet's seclusion place. 3 dusk: evening. 4 Migration: Wandering. 5 rely on: take refuge. ⑥ Calving (dú): Calf.
⑤ Lack of talent: Use the allusion of Boyi and Shu Qi hiding in shouyangshan to pick Wei to eat, to express the meaning of seclusion. Wei, this is a plant.
6 sunset: sunset. 6 dusk: evening.
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At night, I stood in Gaodong and looked at it from a distance.
I wandered around, not knowing where to go,
Layers of trees are stained with autumn colors,
The afterglow of the sunset covered the mountains.
The shepherd drove the cattle home,
The hunting horse passed me with birds and beasts.
Everyone is relatively silent and doesn't know each other.
I want to live in seclusion in the mountains!
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Shan Ye's "Wang Ye" and "autumn scenery" are Wang Ji's representative works, which are somewhat hesitant and melancholy in a leisurely mood.
The whole poem reveals a lonely and melancholy mood in the bleak and quiet scenery description.
"I hope I will look forward to it and I will rely on it." Gao is a water town. Gaodong refers to a place in Longmen, Jiangzhou, his hometown. After retirement, he often traveled to Beishan and Gaodong, calling himself "Donggaozi". "Depend" means wandering. "What do you want?" In Cao Cao's "Short Songs", the meaning of "the moon stars are scarce, blackbirds fly south, and there are no branches to lean on" shows the feeling of boredom and hesitation.
The following four sentences describe the scenery seen at dusk: "All trees are in autumn, only the hills and mountains are bright. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted the horse and brought the bird back. " Looking around, it is autumn everywhere, and it is more and more bleak in the afterglow of the sunset. On this quiet background, the close-ups of shepherds and hunting horses, with an idyllic pastoral atmosphere, enliven the whole picture. These four poems are like a picture of Shan Jutu on an autumn night. Light and color, long-range and close-range, static and dynamic match well.
However, Wang Ji could not find comfort from the countryside like Tao Yuanming, so he finally said, "I don't know each other, and Long song loves Wei." He said that he was lonely in reality, so he wanted to make friends with people like Boyi and Shu Qi.
People who are familiar with Tang poetry may not find this poem particularly beneficial. However, if we read this poem by Song, Qi, Liang and Chen in the Southern Dynasties in the order of poetic history, we will suddenly applaud its simplicity. The poetic style of the Southern Dynasties is mostly gorgeous, like a jewel-like lady wrapped in satin. Walking out of the women's group, I suddenly met a village girl with a cloth skirt. Without makeup, there will be a special charm. Ji Wang's ambition has such a simple advantage.
The genre of this poem is five-character verse. Since Shen Yue and others applied legal knowledge to poetry creation in the first year of Qiyong in the Southern Dynasties, this new genre of legal poetry has been brewing. In the early Tang Dynasty, Shen Quanqi's and Song's regular poems became an important poetic genre. Wang Ji, more than 60 years earlier than Shen and Song, can write such a mature poem as Wild Hope, which shows that he is a man who dares to try new forms. The beginning and end of this poem are lyrical, and the middle is lyrical. Through the repetition of emotion-scene-emotion, the meaning of poetry has deepened. This is in line with a basic composition of metrical poetry.
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Comments: Wang Ji's Wild Hope is one of the earliest five-character poems in the early Tang Dynasty, with a wide range of themes and fresh style. Qu said: This poem is the clearest style, so it should be rolled up. Accordingly, it is obvious that the transition from inheritance to integration is legal. (Interpretation of Ancient Tang Poetry Combination)
Wild Hope Tang Du Fu's Original Xishan ① Snow White Three Cities ② Garrison ③ Nanpu ④ Qingjiang ⑤ Wan Li Bridge ⑤ After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right? But I will die of many diseases, and I am more useless to my country than a grain of dust. I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable. Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily guarded; The Wan Li Bridge outside the southern suburbs spans the vast Jinjiang River. After years of war at sea, several brothers were blocked from hearing; Even the ends of the earth, I'm the only one, okay? But give the dying years to the sick body; So far, I have no merit, and I repay the wise and holy emperor. I ride a horse for an outing alone, and I often overlook it. Things are getting more and more depressed every day, which is really unimaginable. Note 1, Xishan: in the west of Chengdu, there is snow all the year round in the main peak snow ridge. 2. Three cities: Songpan (now Songpan County, Sichuan Province), Uygur (the old city is in the west of Lixian County, Sichuan Province) and Bao (the old city is in the northwest of Xinbaoguan, Lixian County). 3. defense: defense. The three cities are important towns on the edge of Shu, and Tubo invaded from time to time, so the garrison guarded them. 4. Nanpu: the waterside land outside the southern suburbs. 5. Qingjiang: refers to Jinjiang. Wan Li Bridge: It's in the south of Chengdu. Shu Han flew to visit Wu. When he left, he said to Zhuge Liang, "The trip to Wan Li began with this bridge." Write these two sentences. 7. On my deathbed: Du Fu was fifty years old at this time. 8. For many diseases: give it to the sick body.
5. Rewrite Wang Ye into modern Chinese 100 and Wang Ye into modern Chinese 100.
The falling red sun, with a wisp of sunset glow, pulls down the curtains and raises a little mist. The glory of the setting sun is scattered on the faint white fog, and the scenery in the forest is even more looming. I wandered in the rosy clouds, sunset clouds, mist and forest scenery, thinking, where is my refuge? Colorful sunset, they are emitting their most dazzling light, forcing their instinctive light to shine on the earth. At this time, they want to try their best to exert their energy and do their day well. Although the morning sun is warm, it does not show weakness at dusk. Isn't this the time when they glow and emit their own waste heat? Of course, so do people. People are not willing to lag behind the sunset. If they want to exchange ideas, they should also release some of their own light in their later years.
6. Rewrite "Wang Ye" into the cover of prose, get up, and Wang Ji steps out of the grass; A gust of mountain wind hit his face, and he shuddered involuntarily.
Looking up, there is still a small part of the sun in the western sky, which looks dark and weak in the twilight. The once green forest has lost its color and added a sense of freshness: reddish fruits, semi-yellow leaves, and grayish brown branches.
There are a few bare branches pointing directly at the sky, as if telling the sadness without results. "Cleisthenes-"There was a cow cry at the foot of the mountain. Wang Ji knew that it was the cowherd who went home. Sure enough, a group of calves approached from the highway near Shanxi. Listen carefully, and you can hear the folk songs hummed by the shepherd boy.
Ji Wang wanted to say hello, but she didn't know it was the boy, so she had to give up. Just as I was about to turn around and go back to the house, I heard the sound of hooves. I saw some hunters walking with them. Their lean bodies fluctuate with the rhythm of "ma bu" or horse stance just look, and a few rabbits and pheasants hanging on their backs hang their heads upside down, just like the slowly setting sun, so helpless.
Ji Wang didn't know these hunters, and they didn't greet Ji Wang. Their faces are like patterns in each other's eyes. Wang Ji was disconsolate. He lives in seclusion in the mountains and lacks a bosom friend. He couldn't help thinking of Boyi and Shu Qi, who chose Wei and ate in shouyangshan. I wonder if you are as lonely and depressed as I am? Attachment: Wild Hope-Looking high at dusk, he wants to rely on it.
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.
Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
7. Rewrite ambitions (Wang Ji) into 300 ambitions.
Shen Guohua
Yan Juan, get up, Ji Wang stepped out of the grass; A gust of mountain wind hit his face, and he shuddered involuntarily. Looking up, there is still a small part of the sun in the western sky, which looks dark and weak in the twilight. The once green forest has lost its color and added a sense of freshness: reddish fruits, semi-yellow leaves, and grayish brown branches. There are a few bare branches pointing directly at the sky, as if telling the sadness without results. "Cleisthenes-"There was a cow cry at the foot of the mountain. Wang Ji knew that it was the cowherd who went home. Sure enough, a group of calves approached from the highway near Shanxi. Listen carefully, and you can hear the folk songs hummed by the shepherd boy. Ji Wang wanted to say hello, but she didn't know it was the boy, so she had to give up. Just as I was about to turn around and go back to the house, I heard the sound of hooves. I saw some hunters walking with them. Their lean bodies fluctuate with the rhythm of "ma bu" or horse stance just look, and a few rabbits and pheasants hanging on their backs hang their heads upside down, just like the slowly setting sun, so helpless. Ji Wang didn't know these hunters, and they didn't greet Ji Wang. Their faces are like patterns in each other's eyes. Wang Ji was disconsolate. He lives in seclusion in the mountains and lacks a bosom friend. He couldn't help thinking of Boyi and Shu Qi, who chose Wei and ate in shouyangshan. I wonder if you are as lonely and depressed as I am?
8. The ancient poems, ambitions, rewritten essays, ambitions, original texts and hopes of the second day of junior high school, what is the reliance?
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.
Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. Note: ① Selected from Gao Dong Subset.
Jude Wong (about 598-644), born in Longmen, Jiangzhou (now Hejin, Shanxi), was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. ② Gaodong (gāo): the poet's seclusion place.
3 dusk: evening. 4 Migration: Wandering.
5 rely on: take refuge. ⑥ Calving (dú): Calf.
⑤ Lack of talent: Use the allusion of Boyi and Shu Qi hiding in shouyangshan to pick Wei to eat, to express the meaning of seclusion. Wei, this is a plant. 6 sunset.
6 dusk: evening. At night, I stood in Gaodong and looked at it from a distance. I hesitated and didn't know what to do. The trees are stained with autumn colors, and the mountains are covered with the afterglow of the sunset.
The shepherd drove the cattle home, and the hunting horse passed me with birds and beasts. Everyone is relatively silent and doesn't know each other. I really want to live in seclusion in the mountains! Shan Ye's Appreciating Wang Ye and autumn scenery are Wang Ji's representative works, which are somewhat hesitant and melancholy in a leisurely mood.
The whole poem reveals a lonely and melancholy mood in the bleak and quiet scenery description. "Looking at the dusk in Gaodong, what do you want to rely on?" Gao is a water town.
Gaodong refers to a place in Longmen, Jiangzhou, his hometown. After retirement, he often traveled to Beishan and Gaodong, calling himself "Donggaozi".
"Depend" means wandering. "What do you want?" In Cao Cao's "Short Songs", the meaning of "the moon stars are scarce, blackbirds fly south, and there are no branches to lean on" shows the feeling of boredom and hesitation.
The following four sentences describe the scenery seen at dusk: "All trees are in autumn, only the hills and mountains are bright. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted the horse and brought the bird back. "
Looking around, it is autumn everywhere, and it is more and more bleak in the afterglow of the sunset. On this quiet background, the close-ups of shepherds and hunting horses, with an idyllic pastoral atmosphere, enliven the whole picture.
These four poems are like a picture of Shan Jutu on an autumn night. Light and color, long-range and close-range, static and dynamic match well. However, Wang Ji could not find comfort from the countryside like Tao Yuanming, so he finally said, "I don't know each other, and Long song loves Wei."
He said that he was lonely in reality, so he wanted to make friends with people like Boyi and Shu Qi. People who are familiar with Tang poetry may not find this poem particularly beneficial.
However, if we read this poem by Song, Qi, Liang and Chen in the Southern Dynasties in the order of poetic history, we will suddenly applaud its simplicity. The poetic style of the Southern Dynasties is mostly gorgeous, like a jewel-like lady wrapped in satin.
Walking out of the women's group, I suddenly met a village girl with a cloth skirt. Without makeup, there will be a special charm. Ji Wang's ambition has such a simple advantage.
The genre of this poem is five-character verse. Since Shen Yue and others applied legal knowledge to poetry creation in the first year of Qiyong in the Southern Dynasties, this new genre of legal poetry has been brewing.
In the early Tang Dynasty, Shen Quanqi's and Song's regular poems became an important poetic genre. Wang Ji, more than 60 years earlier than Shen and Song, can write such a mature poem as Wild Hope, which shows that he is a man who dares to try new forms.
The beginning and end of this poem are lyrical, and the middle is lyrical. Through the repetition of emotion-scene-emotion, the meaning of poetry has deepened. This is in line with a basic composition of metrical poetry.