Pond, reed, frost, autumn water-
The misty fog, the cool late autumn, let go of the mood, to pursue the truth that I don't know if there will be.
The autumn wind is swaying gently, making waves on the sea of reeds. Open your arms and breathe the morning air freely. Wet, with a faint smell of reed leaves. Close your eyes and let the wind brush my long hair and stroke my cheek. Lift up my white gauze skirt. Oh, is this the "autumn water Iraqi" mentioned in that poem? And his place in my heart?
There are broken reed leaves on the road, which are very comfortable to step on and cope with the moisture and soft soil in the morning. Just like the Persian carpet at home, it has that kind of gentle happiness. The road turns around, and this winding road takes me to find my vision. Crystal autumn frost covered the whole body of reed, as bright as pearls. Like sweet lovers snuggling together, inseparable. The skirt gently lifted the reed tip, and a few grains of frost turned into water, finding the final destination of his life. Oh, he is my home. Where is he?
Upstream, the road becomes difficult and steep. The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell. Heaven and earth and space have become rising reeds that warm Ye Qingqing. Frost broke through the admiration of the sun, dazzling, thin fog looming, instantly turning the world into a sea full of love. Oh, life is beautiful. I want to know when the sunshine in my life will shine into my heart. Where is he in my heart?
Stop, I have come to the sandbar in the water, the fog around me is gradually fading, and the frost on the reed is slowly melting. The breeze blows, and it seems that there is no longer so much chill. The reeds ebb and flow, the fog floats, and the bright sunshine makes this beautiful scenery look brand-new and the late autumn so beautiful. The fresh morning breeze keeps blowing my hair, and I am looking for him in my heart.
Along the winding river, although the road is difficult and tortuous, the pursuit of happiness is full of hope. Gently pull up the left and right skirt corners with both hands and slowly move forward. I couldn't help lifting my white gauze skirt, swinging my waist and dancing beside the reed pond in late autumn. I suddenly remembered the scene of Princess Koryo dancing for Qin Jun's general Meng Yi in the movie Myth. And deep affection "-this dance, I only dance for you." I wonder if I can see him in my mind.
Oh, when will he find you in his heart?
Pond, reed, frost, autumn water-
The misty fog, the cool late autumn, let go of the mood, to pursue the truth that I don't know if there will be.
The autumn wind is swaying gently, making waves on the sea of reeds. Open your arms and breathe the morning air freely. Wet, with a faint smell of reed leaves. Close your eyes and let the wind brush my long hair and stroke my cheek. Lift up my white gauze skirt. Oh, is this the "autumn water Iraqi" mentioned in that poem? And his place in my heart?
There are broken reed leaves on the road, which are very comfortable to step on and cope with the moisture and soft soil in the morning. Just like the Persian carpet at home, it has that kind of gentle happiness. The road turns around, and this winding road takes me to find my vision. Crystal autumn frost covered the whole body of reed, as bright as pearls. Like sweet lovers snuggling together, inseparable. The skirt gently lifted the reed tip, and a few grains of frost turned into water, finding the final destination of his life. Oh, he is my home. Where is he?
Upstream, the road becomes difficult and steep. The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell. Heaven and earth and space have become rising reeds that warm Ye Qingqing. Frost broke through the admiration of the sun, dazzling, thin fog looming, instantly turning the world into a sea full of love. Oh, life is beautiful. I want to know when the sunshine in my life will shine into my heart. Where is he in my heart?
Stop, I have come to the sandbar in the water, the fog around me is gradually fading, and the frost on the reed is slowly melting. The breeze blows, and it seems that there is no longer so much chill. The reeds ebb and flow, the fog floats, and the bright sunshine makes this beautiful scenery look brand-new and the late autumn so beautiful. The fresh morning breeze keeps blowing my hair, and I am looking for him in my heart.
Along the winding river, although the road is difficult and tortuous, the pursuit of happiness is full of hope. Gently pull up the left and right skirt corners with both hands and slowly move forward. I couldn't help lifting my white gauze skirt, swinging my waist and dancing beside the reed pond in late autumn. I suddenly remembered the scene of Princess Koryo dancing for Qin Jun's general Meng Yi in the movie Myth. And deep affection "-this dance, I only dance for you." I wonder if I can see him in my mind.
Oh, when will he find you in his heart?
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2. Three hundred words, white dew is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long.
Swim back from it, in the middle of the water Sadly, the Millennium is still there.
The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken.
Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed.
The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right.
Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Rewrite: The Millennium sleeps on the pale, like frost, and permeates the river.
My Fair Lady, she is looking at the water. Going upstream to find her, I found that the road was blocked and long, and she seemed to laugh in the depression in the middle of the water! The armor is lush, and the Millennium is still wet. The beauty in my mind is at the water's edge.
Going up against the current to find her, the road is difficult to walk, and going down the river, she seems to wave to welcome me on the rocks in the water. Jia Jian is lovely, the Millennium is still wet, and my beauty is standing on the shore.
Going up against the current to find her, the road twists and turns, going down the river, she seems to be standing on the high ground in the water singing! Love, like a flower that never dies, is intoxicating.
Write a 300-word story composition with this poem. Actually, there is a way. Translate every sentence, add a little imagination, compile an ancient poem, or collect some love stories about the Book of Songs and add them. Qin Feng is also a love song in which men admire women. Swim back from it, and it is in the middle of the water. I'm sorry, the Millennium is not bright. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Swim back from there and the road will be blocked. Swim back from there and it's in the water? This poem is different from the last two in content. In the first two poems, the feelings of the hero and heroine are warm, but in this poem, we see a pair of passionate and reserved lovers. "Pick it up with your hands and blend in with your body" and "melancholy distance" create an unattainable but desirable spiritual realm, which makes the artistic conception of the poem bright, hazy and full of beauty. A person "follows it", upstream and downstream, hoping to reach him. But the road is too long, surrounded by water on three sides, and Iraqis are in the middle of the water, facing each other across the water, unable to communicate. Thus, there is an illusion, a beautiful woman on the water. In the illusion of lover, beauty seems to be veiled. I was moved by the passionate, reserved and persistent love concept in the poem and sincerely appreciated it. In the Book of Songs, Yao Jiheng said "I am in the water", and this sentence was re-buckled with "I swam from the water". So, I added a word "Wan" in front of it, and I felt fascinated by it. It can be said that this article is the most wonderful.
4. Guan Ju and Jian Peijun changed their essays to about 300 words. In the early morning, crystal dewdrops dotted the white reeds by the river, and a figure was hiding in the haze. When you look back and smile, it immediately causes my endless lovesickness.
Weak water 3 thousand, I only take a ladle of drink, will you give me that chance again? Honey, do you remember the first time we met? Although you stand on the other side of the water, it is not difficult to remind me of your infinite reverie. A turn made me marvel at your difference. "To compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup." I think so, too, but good things tend to be shattered. Suddenly you disappeared from my eyes, leaving only the smell of rouge on your body in the air.
I have to look for your beautiful image among the reeds. I want to swim against the current, but I see the danger and long journey, and you seem to be in the middle of the water. The reeds are still so lush, and the dew is still not dispersed. The difference is that you stand on the riverbank and smile at me, which makes me intoxicated.
If missing is a mistake, I am willing to be wrong forever, just because the beauty is as jade. Sauvignon Blanc, I remember my face.
I was full of you on the way home. Your smile is deeply imprinted in my heart. Without you, time is like winter without spring. Without you, my four seasons are only winter.
I don't regret that my belt has widened. I am haggard for Iraq. I have almost nothing to do except miss you. It was only by chance that I fell into it. I am determined to give you a promise: we will be together forever! You are still fascinated, hiding by the reed river with me. The dancing reeds make me confused. Maybe God already knows my mind, and you passed me with a reed. Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in previous lives, I only got a brush in this life.
Since you and I missed so many times in my last life, how can we give up easily in this life? I ache for love, and I suffer for love. I only care about you, so let reed become a symbol between us. Your token pierces my heart, but it also reveals your loneliness.
I want to hold you tight and hold you in my arms. I don't want a vigorous loved one. I just want us to care about each other. Do you know how surprised I was when you shyly gave me the reed? The reeds dancing in the wind gave us happiness, but you ran away in shame. Your shyness touched my heart. I know you can't escape, and we don't have to be separated from each other, because the happiness of "holding your hand and growing old with your son" between us has just begun.
5. Rewrite the seal horn into 300-word lyric prose (the prose of Jian Jiagai). Pond, reed, first frost, autumn water-misty fog, very cold late autumn, let go of your mood and pursue the truth that I don't know if there will be. The autumn wind is swaying gently on the reed sea. And his place in my heart? There are broken reed leaves on the road, which are very comfortable to step on, responding to the moisture and soft soil in the morning. It is like a Persian carpet at home, with that kind of gentle happiness. The winding road took me to find my heart's desire. Crystal autumn frost covered the whole body of reed, as bright as pearls. Like sweet lovers, inseparable. The skirt is light and pointed. Going upstream, the road becomes difficult and steep. The first ray of sunshine in the morning falls. Heaven and earth and space become warm. The rising Reed Ye Qingqing. Frost broke through the admiration of the sun, dazzling, thin fog looming, instantly turning the world into a sea full of love. Oh, life is beautiful-I wonder when the sunshine in my life will shine in. Where is he in my heart? Stop, I have come to the sandbar in the water, the fog around me is gradually fading, and the frost on the reed is slowly melting. The breeze blows, and it seems that there is no longer so much chill. The reeds rise and fall, the fog floats, and the bright sunshine adorns this beautiful scenery, decorating the late autumn so beautifully. The fresh morning breeze keeps blowing my hair, and I am looking for him in my heart-along the winding river. Full of hope. Hands gently pull up the left and right skirts, slowly move forward, move forward, can't help but lift my white gauze skirt, swing my waist, and dance in this reed pond in late autumn. Suddenly I remembered the scene of Princess Koryo dancing for Qin general Meng Ke in the movie Myth. And that affectionate sentence-"This dance, I only dance for you." Pond, reed, frost, autumn water-misty fog, very cold late autumn, let go of my mood and pursue the truth I don't know if there will be. The autumn wind swayed gently, making waves on the sea of reeds. I open my arms and breathe the morning air freely and deeply. It's wet, and it smells like reeds. I close my eyes and let the wind blow over me. And his place in my heart? There are broken reed leaves on the road, which are very comfortable to step on, responding to the moisture and soft soil in the morning. It is like a Persian carpet at home, with that kind of gentle happiness. The winding road took me to find my heart's desire. Crystal autumn frost covered the whole body of reed, as bright as pearls. Like sweet lovers, inseparable. The skirt is light and pointed. Going upstream, the road becomes difficult and steep. The first ray of sunshine in the morning falls. Heaven and earth and space become warm. The rising Reed Ye Qingqing. Frost broke through the admiration of the sun, dazzling, thin fog looming, instantly turning the world into a sea full of love. Oh, life is beautiful-I wonder when the sunshine in my life will shine in. Where is he in my heart? Stop, I have come to the sandbar in the water, the fog around me is gradually fading, and the frost on the reed is slowly melting. The breeze blows, and it seems that there is no longer so much chill. The reeds rise and fall, the fog floats, and the bright sunshine adorns this beautiful scenery, decorating the late autumn so beautifully. The fresh morning breeze keeps blowing my hair, and I am looking for him in my heart-along the winding river. Full of hope. Hands gently pull up the left and right skirts, slowly move forward, move forward, can't help but lift my white gauze skirt, swing my waist, and dance in this reed pond in late autumn. Suddenly I remembered the scene of Princess Koryo dancing for Qin general Meng Ke in the movie Myth. And that affectionate sentence-"This dance, I only dance for you." .
6. The reeds are green and the morning dew is frosted.
I miss my sweetheart Bai, standing on the other side of the river. Go up against the current to pursue her, and the road to follow her is dangerous and long.
Looking down the river, she seems to be in the middle of the river. A large area of reeds is sad, and the dew in the morning has not dried.
My haunted zhi, she is on the other side of the river. Sailing against the current to pursue her, the road is bumpy and difficult.
Looking downstream, she seems to be a small continent in the water. The reeds by the river are lush and continuous, and the dew in the morning has not evaporated.
I'm chasing her. She is on the river bank. Going up against the current to pursue her is a tortuous and dangerous road.
Looking down the river, she seems to be on the beach in the water.