From Pushkin to Natasha
The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai. It looks like a flower, but it's not a flower. When you get up in the morning, you will spread all over the floor. When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch. After sweeping the street in the shade, the silk pattern of the broom falling on the dust looks exquisite and leisurely.
-"Autumn in the Old Capital" Yu Dafu
In ancient Jinan, the city was so narrow and spacious. There are some small villages lying on the hillside, and there is some snow on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is a small ink painting, probably painted by a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.
-Lao She's Winter in Jinan
2. Scenery prose excerpts plus appreciation or famous prose indicating the source Lotus pond moonlight Author: Zhu Ziqing is quite restless these days.
Sitting in the yard enjoying the cool tonight, I suddenly remembered the lotus pond I walked through every day. It should look different under the light of this full moon. The moon rises gradually, and the children's laughter on the road outside the wall can no longer be heard; My wife is patting and skipping in the room, humming a sleeping song in a daze.
I slipped on a big shirt and ran out the door. Along the lotus pond, there is a winding little cinder road.
This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and it is lonely at night. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees and lush.
On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary.
It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak. I was the only one on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back.
This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I love excitement and peace; Like to live in groups, like to be alone.
Just like tonight, under this boundless moon, a person thinks about everything and thinks nothing, and feels like a free person. What must be done and said during the day can be ignored now.
This is the beauty of being alone, and I will enjoy the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance. On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian.
The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath.
The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant.
The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond.
Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique.
Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight.
An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless.
There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.
I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem.
Lotus pickers are teenage girls, swinging boats and singing bright songs. Needless to say, there are many lotus pickers.
It was a lively season and a romantic season. It is well said in Emperor Liang Yuan's "Lotus Picking Fu": Therefore, the demon is a child or a woman, willing to boat; The snipe makes a first promise and passes the feather cup; I can move, algae can hang, boats can move and sail.
Erqi's slim waist and bundle elements slow down the pace; After long summer, in late spring, leaves are tender and flowers are early. I'm afraid of touching the petticoats and laughing, and I'm afraid of leaning over the boat and getting together. It can be seen that there were wandering scenes at that time.
This is really interesting, but unfortunately we are not happy now. Then I remembered the sentence in "Xizhou Qu": Lotus is picked in Nantang in autumn, and the lotus is over the head; With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake.
If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the top"; You can't just see some shadows of running water. This makes me really miss Jiangnan.
-think like this, suddenly look up and feel that it is already your own door; Gently pushed the door in, there was no sound, and my wife had slept for a long time. The author first explains the time and reason why the author went to the lotus pond. At the beginning, I talked about my "quite restless" inner state these days.
The word "quite" is an emphasis on anxiety. Next, the author's thoughts flying, longing for Wan Li, whether to go or stop, whether to be happy or sad, are closely related to this "rather restless" mood.
This sentence is the focus of the author's artistic conception and the finishing touch of this article. It begins with a strong direct lyric, revealing a touch of sadness between the lines, which sets the emotional tone for the full text.
Then began to describe the environment around the lotus pond. Write the winding and secluded small cinder road first.
The author secretly wrote a lonely heart in this atmosphere through the narrative of "fewer people walk during the day, and more lonely at night". Then, I actually wrote the trees around the lotus pond, falsely wrote the gloomy weather when there was no moonlight, and sketched the environment of the lotus pond and the author's mood at the moment.
Finally, I ended by praising the faint moonlight tonight. I usually have no intention of moonlight in the lotus pond. Although the moonlight is only faint tonight, I still feel very good. What is the reason? With this in mind, the reader continues to read the next paragraph.
This sentence completes the transition from writing scenery to expressing the author's mood. Later, I revealed why I was interested in the lotus pond tonight and expressed my feelings of stepping on the moon to find seclusion. "
I was the only one on the road. "I mentioned a wonderful theory about walking alone in the lotus pond." The detail of "walking around with your hands behind your back" subtly shows the author's slightly tolerant mood at the moment.
Then there is the inner confession: "This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond myself and go to another world. " A feeling of joy is beyond words, but all the modifiers such as "like" and "like" are added, which shows that this feeling of joy is self-comfort based on illusory reverie.
Judging from later writing, of course, this can only be a faint joy that can't stand the reality. Nevertheless, because here and now can make the body and mind break free from the fetters of life and steal a moment of peace, there is a kind of "everything can be thought of and nothing can be done"
3. Excerpts from good scenes 1. The spring breeze fell into the field.
Spring breeze on the face of rape blossoms, full of curves and smiles, flows brilliantly to you and your village. My heart is warm.
It is warm. Mind swimming in the spring breeze.
Mind, flying in the spring breeze. The soul germinates in the spring breeze.
Warm. Growing up in the spring breeze.
Spring breeze, blowing flowers, blowing the breath of life, blowing clean grass, blowing a quietly open smiling face, blowing some poetic touches. In the spring breeze, everything is flying and everything is your wings.
I am fascinated by the spring breeze. The spring breeze is blowing towards me.
I am in the spring breeze. Some winter things have quietly disappeared.
I should eulogize some words I still cling to, people who still like poetry, and the white and pure snow. Of course, in the spring breeze, I should walk through everyone, every flower, every grass and everything with love.
People walking around were filled with emotion in the fields. Where will the flowers parked on the plain cross? Feng Chun should know the answer.
Those who are deeply loved by me in the spring breeze have already laughed. The old things I never forget, the hands I want to hold, I have waved goodbye to them in the spring breeze.
Farewell is actually a kind of approach.
4. Extract the beautiful scenery writing article and indicate the source of the 600-word landscape writing article (model essay).
Art of Life-Yandang Mountain
Located in Yueqing City, Wenzhou, Zhejiang Province, Yandang Mountain is known as "the first famous mountain in the southeast", and "it is illusory not to visit Yandang Mountain". At an altitude of 1040 meters, there is a lake at the top of the hill, where reeds flourish and grass becomes a swing. Wild geese fly here every autumn, hence the name Yandang.
Since the return of Yandang Mountain, strange peaks and rocks, quiet caves, clean waterfalls, deep valleys and cultural relics of Yandang Mountain have surfaced in my mind from time to time, which often makes me think quietly and taste silently. I always feel that the whole Yandang Mountain is a "living" artistic masterpiece.
The strange peaks and rocks in Yandang Mountain are arched layer by layer, steep and steep, and endless, which is a masterpiece in this artistic bonsai. These peaks are magical and almost "alive". Entering Dalong Waterfall Scenic Area, standing on the bank of Jinxi River, looking deep into the valley, I saw a mountain peak standing in the deep valley, with the peaks slightly separated and the valleys slowly intersecting. From a distance, it looks like a giant "scissors", hence the name "scissors peak". Walking along the mountain road around this peak and around that peak can be said to be a change in rhythm. After watching Scissorhands, he took a hundred steps into the valley and stopped to see the summit. Scissors become lifelike "woodpeckers". From this, a hundred steps forward, looking up at the peak, is the graceful image of the ancient beauty Wang Zhaojun when she left the village. Say goodbye to "Zhaojun", take a step forward and turn to see the peak. The original "Zhaojun" has now become a beautiful "peacock". Walking slowly along the winding mountain road around Scissors Peak, you will see sails, Tianzhu, bears and other shapes constantly appearing on the peak from time to time. It is amazing that this peak has "lived" to such an extent. Scissors peak changes in the daytime, while Lingfeng not only changes in the daytime, but also changes in the night more poetically and imaginatively.
Lingfeng in the daytime, a towering mountain peak stands in the valley, and there is a huge gap from the peak to the bottom, which divides the mountain peak into two, and there are small peaks attached to it on the left and right sides in turn. From a distance, it looks like a pair of folded palms, also known as the folded palm peak. There is a cave between the palms, which is 1 13m high, 76m deep and 14m wide. There is a thousand-year-old temple-Kannonji, named Guanyin Cave. The change of Lingfeng at night is amazing. The bright moon is gazing at Lingfeng in the sky, and it is poetic and picturesque under the hazy moonlight. Huge palms for a pair of affectionate couples; Jinjifeng became a "parent" who peeked at intimate attachment; Shuangzhufeng became a kind old woman and formed a fun-filled family. The "flexibility" of Lingfeng night scene also lies in that it can be suitable for tourists with different identities to watch. The first lover looks at the mountain peak, which is a pair of lovers tryst under the moon; When the armored soldiers looked at the summit, it was a couple who said goodbye; When loving couples look at the peak, that peak is the couple who meet again after a long separation. The "elasticity" of this peak is so magical.
Yandang Mountain is not only a "living" peak, but also a "living" waterfall, represented by Dalong Waterfall. At the extreme of the deep valley in Dalong Waterfall Scenic Area, a giant waterfall with a height of 100 feet, like iron casting, spans two mountains, just like a giant waterfall blocking the deep valley. Dalong Waterfall flies down from the top of these three cliffs in thousands of feet. Looking up from the bottom of the valley, the waterfall falls from the sky like a dragon, which is very spectacular. The "liveliness" of Dalong Waterfall can follow the season, rain or shine. In summer and rainy season, Dalong Waterfall is like an angry white dragon. With the roar of fierce thunder and the brightness of lightning, it pierced the rich clouds, split the cold cliff, screamed and swooped down, cut the heart of the pool, rushed out of the Longtan, rolled in the pool and headed for the stream. In winter and dry season, Dalong Waterfall is like a changeable pearl, hovering from the clouds, turning into a gorgeous rainbow under the sunlight and hanging in the valley. In the spring of March, Dalong Waterfall is like a finely divided scattered bead, which floats gently in the air, and turns into a hazy cloud of smoke after a few feet of export, sometimes like a thin white gauze. The white gauze turned into light smoke in the falling. At this time, the water, clouds, smoke and fog of Dalong Waterfall are confusing. Dalong Waterfall is such a "living" and fickle dragon.
However, the masterpiece of nature, Yandang Mountain, is "alive" because it needs people to imagine and feel with their thinking, just like other artworks. Only in the feeling of human thinking can we "live" and become a real work of art, just like a green olive, which needs someone to chew to taste. Without human feelings, mountains are still mountains, water is still water, and vegetation is still the original vegetation. Therefore, we must go to Yandang Mountain with "feeling".
Yandang Mountain is a living masterpiece of art in my mind.
5. Excerpts from good scenes 1. spring breeze
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Fall into the ground. Spring breeze on the face of rape blossoms, full of curves and smiles, flows brilliantly to you and your village. My heart is warm. It is warm. Mind swimming in the spring breeze. Mind, flying in the spring breeze. The soul germinates in the spring breeze. Warm. Growing up in the spring breeze.
Spring breeze, blowing flowers, blowing the breath of life, blowing clean grass, blowing a quietly open smiling face, blowing some poetic touches. In the spring breeze, everything is flying and everything is your wings.
I am fascinated by the spring breeze. The spring breeze is blowing towards me. I am in the spring breeze. Some winter things have quietly disappeared. I should eulogize some words I still cling to, people who still like poetry, and the white and pure snow.
Of course, in the spring breeze, I should walk through everyone, every flower, every grass and everything with love. People walking around were filled with emotion in the fields. Where will the flowers parked on the plain cross?
Feng Chun should know the answer. Those who are deeply loved by me in the spring breeze have already laughed. The old things I never forget, the hands I want to hold, I have waved goodbye to them in the spring breeze. Farewell is actually a kind of approach.
6. I want to make an excerpt, and the sentence should have a source. Autumn in the old capital is always good, no matter where it is; However, the autumn in the north is particularly clear, quiet and sad.
The reason why I have traveled thousands of miles from Hangzhou to Qingdao, and even from Qingdao to Peiping, is to enjoy this "autumn", the autumn flavor of this old capital. Jiangnan, of course, there is autumn; But the grass is carved slowly, the air is moist, the sky is pale, and it often rains and windy; A person sandwiched between Suzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou, or Xiamen, Hong Kong and Guangzhou can only feel a little cool. The taste, color, artistic conception and posture of autumn are always insufficient, lacking in taste and enjoyment.
Autumn is not a famous flower, nor is it wine. Half-drunk is not suitable for enjoying autumn. It has been nearly ten years since autumn in the north.
Every autumn in the south, I always think of the reed flowers in Taoranting, the willow shadows in Diaoyutai, the insects in Xishan, the jathyapple in Yuquan and the bells in Tanzhe Temple. Even if you don't go out in Beiping, you can rent a shabby house and live in the sea of people in the imperial city. Get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the yard, you can see the high blue sky and hear the pigeons flying in the blue sky.
From the bottom of Sophora japonica leaves, counting a ray of sunshine leaking to the east, or in the broken waist, facing the blue morning glory like morning glory, you can naturally feel the autumn breath. When it comes to morning glory, I think blue or white is the best, followed by purple and black, and pink is the lowest.
It is best to have a few sparse and slender autumn grasses as a foil at the bottom of the morning glory. The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai.
Like flowers, but not flowers, they will spread all over the floor in the morning. When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch.
After sweeping the street in the shade, the silk pattern of the broom falling on the dust looks exquisite, leisurely and subconsciously lonely. The ancient dream that the world knows autumn is in these depths. Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere.
In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to hear Qiu Chan's cry, which is like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping and a housefly that every household keeps at home.
There is also autumn rain. The autumn rain in the north seems to be stranger, more delicious and more decent than that in the south. Under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze suddenly came and it began to rain.
It rained a layer, the clouds gradually rolled to the west, the sky turned blue again, and the sun appeared again; Idle people in the city, wearing thick green coats or jackets and biting their pipes, stood in the shade of the inclined bridge after the rain. When they meet acquaintances, they will say to each other with a slow tone and a little sigh, "Oh, it's really cold." This word is pronounced very high and dragged on for a long time. ) "Isn't it? A layer of autumn rain is cold! " Northerners always read array characters like layers of words, which are flat and even. This mispronounced rhyme is just right.
Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen.
This is the heyday of autumn. Like olives and pigeon eggs, jujube trees show light green and yellow in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind. Convenience in the north is a dusty world. Only these dates, persimmons and grapes ripen at the turn of July and August, which is a good day for clear autumn in the north and the best golden day of the year. Some critics say that China's bachelor of arts, especially poets, are full of decadent colors, so there are many words praising autumn in China's poems.
But what about foreign poets? Although I don't read many foreign poems and essays, and I don't want to write bills for autumn poems and essays, if you look through the collected works of poets in Britain, Germany, France, Italy and other countries, or the philosophy of peace in poetry and essays in various countries, you can always see a lot of praises and lamentations about autumn. There is always a part about autumn in the long pastoral poems or four seasons poems of famous great poets.
It is the best and the most interesting. It serves to show that sentient animals and interesting human beings can always cause deep, distant, severe and bleak feelings for autumn.
Not only a poet, but also a prisoner in prison. In autumn, I think I will feel a kind of affection that I can't have; Autumn belongs to people, so there is no country, let alone the difference between race and class. In China, there is an idiom "autumn scholar" in the text, and there are very common readers such as Ouyang Zi's Autumn Sound and Su Dongpo's Red Cliff Fu, so we feel that the relationship between China literati and autumn is particularly deep. However, the strong smell of autumn, especially in China, can only be felt in the north.
Autumn in the south, of course, also has its unique places, such as the bright moon on the Twenty-four Bridges, the autumn tide in Qiantang River, the cool fog in Putuo Mountain, the residual lotus in Lizhi Bay and so on. , but the color is not strong and the aftertaste is not lasting. Compared with Qiu Lai in the north, it is like yellow rice wine and dry rice, porridge and steamed bread, bass and crabs, yellow dogs and camels.
Autumn, autumn in the north, if I can stay, I would like to fold two-thirds of my life for a third of it. Gorgeous Four Seasons autumn scenery is the most beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four seasons are recurrent, which is the most beautiful scenery endowed by nature.
Flowers are fragrant in spring, sunny in summer, Ye Er in autumn and snow and frost in winter; Spring is prosperous, summer is lush, autumn is gorgeous and winter is pure; Spring is vigorous, summer is noisy, autumn is lofty and winter is quiet; There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. American famous sentences describing the four seasons, just like the changing seasons, have their own aesthetic feeling and charm.
Everything the elder said is ready. In my mind, autumn scenery is the most beautiful of the four seasons.
Everything is complacent in the wait and see. The so-called poetic style is nothing more than natural beauty in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Only those who know how to appreciate can appreciate its beauty. Autumn scenery is the most poetic.
7. To extract and experience happiness from the sentence about scenery is to live!
As long as I live, I have reason to be happy.
Life has given me endless power to render her into 10 thousand gorgeous colors, so I never have anything with dark colors, I'm afraid they will drown me! So I'm dressed brightly and full of energy! Happiness is living!
As long as I can live, I have reason to be happy.
God has given me everything, both advantages and disadvantages, and I am willing to accept it. They made me who I am today!
I feel very honored to live here safely!
Happiness is living!
As long as I live, I have reason to be happy.
I am greedy for delicious food, although I said I would go on a hunger strike!
I'm afraid of flowers, but the scenery is still beautiful!
There are too many things worth pursuing in this world, and life is too short, without waste or romance! Happiness is living!
As long as I live, I have reason to be happy!
The promises and vows are too heavy, and everything is drifting away, leaving me with clean hands and a happy life!
My income is enough. I can't thank you. I'm afraid I'll miss it when I enjoy it. I don't have time to complain and doubt!
Starting with the topic of happiness, this paper discusses what happiness is. The author pointed out from the beginning that happiness is life.
Living is the most basic condition for enjoying life. We are always dissatisfied and feel that life is not fun. However, we ignore a very important point. We have life, which is the most gorgeous and beautiful chapter. When you are depressed, when you feel desperate, do you feel that the world has abandoned you? After the Wenchuan earthquake, I think we know more about the meaning of life. Where there is life, there is an opportunity to find happiness, and if there is an opportunity, there is no fear of unhappiness. Therefore, we should cherish life more and make our limited life more colorful. Only in this way can we be worthy of the people who once lived in our world and ourselves. Live bravely and find your own happiness bravely!
8. The sentences describing the scenery are short and enjoyable, and it's time for the grass to turn yellow again. Everywhere, the green mottles disappear, and only the dry light yellow gradually fills people's sight, which is the most flexible retroversion at the end of life.
I like to watch the fallen leaves fall on the hay. The red leaves and yellow stems are very bright and beautiful. Looking at them, I will think of the bleak glory when the sun sets slowly, and I will think of the white-haired old man walking hand in hand on the stone steps, calm and safe, that kind of warmth and touch.
After the first snowstorm in winter, they will disappear on the ground, return to the embrace of Mother Earth and rest in peace. Waiting, after a long wait, the first gentle call of the spring breeze will awaken all their descendants.
I like to see the beauty of grass green Jiang Nanan, and the bleak winter escapes with their little laughter. How tender is the new green stem? In the crevices, on the soil, they bravely stand tall, grow inch by inch in the cold wind and rain, dye the banks and the earth bit by bit, and weave exciting spring clothes under the blue sky and breeze.
How can you stand the lush grass? Gently touch with your hand, as delicate as a baby's skin. A little slip from the palm of your hand, and some tiny life rhythms pass from your hand to your heart. People can't help but sigh that such a delicate plant has such tenacious vitality. It takes the lead in responding to the spring breeze, attracting pink, bees and butterflies and beautiful spring.
I like to watch the grass grow in midsummer. Under the caress of the scorching sun, the grass releases all the good things in life. The endless green Yuan Ye sets off all kinds of blooming flowers, and the blue sky becomes lower in the field of vision, as if bending down close to the grass.