In the distance, a small village is hidden among the flowers, and the flowers are overflowing. People all know that there is a spring breeze, but to really see it, we must see it through the colorful scenes of blooming flowers, green grass and sprouting young trees. . Who woke them up? Oh! It turns out that Miss Chun woke them up with her gentle hands!
Spring has come, and the spring breeze has blown the flowers away, and there are flowers everywhere. With the spring breeze, there is this boundless beauty!
2. Rewrite the ancient poems of chanting willow in less than 50 words. Tang He Zhang Zhi.
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Willow in early spring and February is new and charming. So where should I start writing willow? There is no doubt that the beauty of its image lies in Naman's long branches. Once a year, it grows new green leaves and hangs down, which has a charming posture in the spring breeze. Compared with the slim figure and graceful waist of a beautiful woman, it is fascinating. "Jasper makeup is as high as a tree", beginning with Vitamin beauty; "Thousands of strands of blue silk tapestry hang down", and these countless hanging silk also became her nepotism. A word "Gao" sets off the graceful charm of beautiful Tingting; A word "hanging" means slender waist swaying in the wind. There are no words "willow" and "waist branch" in the poem, but the beauty embodied by weeping willows and willows in early spring is vividly written. "Southern History" said that Liu Yong was the secretariat of Yizhou and presented several Shu Liu plants. "These stripes are very long and look like silk threads." Emperor Wu of Qi planted these willows in front of Taichangyun Palace, but he didn't give any appreciation, saying only that they were "romantic and lovely". Here, wicker is called "green silk tapestry", which may be the hidden use of this famous allusion about willow. But it's a waste, and you can't see any traces.
"Jasper makeup" leads to "moss tapestry" and "who cut it". Finally, the intangible and unpredictable "spring breeze" is also vividly depicted by "scissors". These "scissors" cut out bright green flowers and plants and put on a new makeup for the earth. It is a symbol of natural vitality and a wonderful inspiration given by spring. From Jasper Makeup to Scissors, we can see a series of processes of the poet's artistic conception. A series of images in poetry are closely linked.
Some people may think: There were many famous beauties in ancient China, Liu. Why should we compare them with Jasper? I think this has two meanings: first, the name Jasper is related to the color of willow, and the words "green" and "green" in the next sentence complement each other. Second, Jasper will always leave a young impression in people's hearts. When it comes to jasper, people will think of the widely circulated poems such as Song of Jasper, When Jasper Broke Melon, and Jasper's Little Girl. Jasper has almost become a general term for young and beautiful women in ancient literary works. Comparing jasper with willow, people will imagine that this beauty has not yet reached its heyday; This willow is still a small willow in early spring, and it is too late to cover the crow with dense leaves; This is also related to the "thin leaves" and "February spring breeze" below.
"Jasper adorns trees" means writing the whole, saying that sorghum adorns jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty. The tapestry of ten thousand drooping green silk is a description of willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like thousands of ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. "I don't know who cut out the thin leaves" is about willow leaves, which highlights the delicate and delicate morphological beauty of willow leaves. The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions. "I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer. This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting out these delicate willow leaves can certainly cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants. It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.
3. 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.
4. Write an ancient poem for your child and write a 50-word essay. One day in the Southern Song Dynasty, the sky was gray, it was raining in Mao Mao, and the leaves trembled in the autumn wind.
There is an old man lying in a low hut. He is a famous patriotic poet-Lu You. Reluctantly, the old man sat up, called his children to his side, asked for a pen and paper, and laboriously wrote a poem, Shizi.
When he finished writing, his eyes glistened with tears. He said to his eldest son, "Son, I know that after death, I don't know anything …" The eldest son stopped him, "Dad, don't say that! You will be fine. " Lu You took his son by the hand and said, "I have been looking forward to seeing the pacified Central Plains with my own eyes all my life. Now the adherents of the north are still living in dire straits under the rule of the Hu people.
Alas! ..... "The son quickly comforted and said," Dad, don't worry, the army of the Southern Dynasties won't forget the people of the North. "My father breathed a sigh of relief and said," If one day, when you pay homage to me, don't forget to tell me that I will feel at ease in the spirit of heaven. "
Say that finish followed by a severe cough, finally spit out one mouthful blood, he stopped breathing. The rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting crazier. A great poet left us a lifelong regret.