1. Abbreviation of Lu Xun's "Hometown" 500 words
I braved the severe cold and returned to my hometown, which is more than 2,000 miles away and has been away for more than 20 years.
It was already late winter, the weather was gloomy, and there was no trace of vitality in my hometown in my eyes. This may just be a change in my own mood, because I came back to my hometown specifically to say goodbye to him, so I was not in a good mood.
I arrived at the door of my house early the next morning. My mother came out to greet me, and my eight-year-old nephew Honger. My mother was very happy and sat with me talking about family matters. As he talked, he came to Runtu.
When I mentioned Runtu, a picture of a thorn under the moon suddenly flashed in my mind. When I met that young man named Runtu, he was only over ten years old. He is about the same age as me. That year his father took him to my house to help. He told me a lot of interesting new things and brought me endless fun. We haven't seen each other for many years, and my mother said that Runtu might come to see me.
While I was talking, someone came. My mother went out to take care of her, and I chatted with my nephew Honger. Suddenly a sharp strange sound was heard. The mother followed up and said that this was the Tofu Xishi Yang Ersao who used to open a tofu shop. Sister-in-law Yang scolded me angrily, stuffed a pair of my mother's gloves into her waistband, and went out.
In the next few days, I was socializing and taking some time to pack some luggage. This went on for three or four days.
One day when the weather was very cold in the afternoon, I was sitting drinking tea. I felt that someone was coming outside. When I looked back, I found that it was Runtu who came. But his appearance has changed a lot, and he is no longer the lively Runtu I remember.
I was very excited and called him "Brother Runtu", but Runtu respectfully called me "Master". I seemed to shudder, knowing that there was a layer of sadness between us. The barrier is thick.
He asked his fifth son, Shuisheng, to kowtow to me. I asked him how he was doing, and he just shook his head and said it was very difficult. In the end, he just smoked silently, and his mother asked him to go to the kitchen and make fried rice. He picked up a few things in the afternoon, and the next day, he took Shui Sheng home.
Another nine days have passed and I am going back. Runtu came to see me off with his five-year-old daughter, but I was always busy and finally had no time to chat. We finally got on the boat and left our hometown, and everything in the old house was cleared away.
We were on the boat, and the mountains and rivers of my hometown gradually moved away from me. But I just felt suffocated and very sad. I thought: I am so isolated from Runtu, but I hope that our descendants will not be like us and become estranged from everyone again. They deserve a new life, one that we have not lived.
I think: Hope does not matter whether it exists or not. This is just like a road on earth. When there are many people walking on it, it becomes a road. 2. Find an article
Written in 1921, most of the plot and main characters are based on real life. It profoundly summarizes the 30 years before 1921, especially the ten years after the Revolution of 1911. During the 1970s, China's rural economy was in decline and farmers' lives were becoming increasingly poor, which reflected the social scene of that era. Lu Xun mainly expressed two aspects of content in the novel. On the one hand, it was a reflection of objective reality. The work witnessed the hometown in memory and reality. The comparison with his hometown reveals the suffering caused by imperialist aggression and feudal oppression to the people, and reflects the reality of rural bankruptcy and miserable life of farmers before and after the Revolution of 1911. On the other hand, it embodies the significance of Mr. Lu Xun's exploration of "human nature" .The work profoundly pointed out that due to the influence of the traditional concepts of feudal society, the working people were greatly restrained mentally, and the high wall built by ancient precepts separated people from each other. It highlighted Lu Xun's saving of "national character". "Hometown": (1) Three stages of the storyline: Returning to hometown - Being in hometown - Leaving hometown (2) Three pictures of hometown: ① Hometown in memories - beautiful and moving; ② Hometown in reality - desolate and desolate ; ③The ideal hometown-fascinating. (3) Three main characters: ① Runtu-the image of a hard-working, kind-hearted, suffering but unaware farmer; ②Yang Ersao-a selfish, acrimonious and vulgar citizen; ③"I ”——Intellectuals who are dissatisfied with real life and looking for a new life. 3. Abbreviation 300 of Lu Xun's "Hometown"
Written in 1921, most of the plot and main characters are based on real life. It profoundly summarizes the 30 years before 1921, especially the In the ten years after the Revolution of 1911, China's rural economy was in decline and farmers' lives were becoming increasingly poor, which reflected the social landscape of that era.
Lu Xun mainly expresses two aspects of content in the novel. On the one hand, it is a reflection of objective reality. The work exposes the aggression of imperialism and the oppression of feudalism through the comparison of the hometown in memory and the hometown witnessed in reality. The suffering caused to the people reflects the reality of rural bankruptcy and the miserable life of farmers before and after the Revolution of 1911. On the other hand, it embodies the significance of Mr. Lu Xun's exploration of "human nature". The work profoundly points out that due to the influence of traditional concepts in feudal society, the working people are greatly restrained mentally, and the high walls built by ancient precepts separate people from each other. It highlights Lu Xun's rescue of "national character".
"Hometown": (1) Three stages of the storyline: Returning to hometown - Being in hometown - Leaving hometown (2) Three pictures of hometown: ① Hometown in memories - beautiful and moving; ② The hometown in reality is desolate and desolate; ③The hometown in ideality is fascinating. (3) Three main characters: ① Runtu - the image of a hard-working, kind-hearted, suffering but unaware farmer; ② Yang Ersao - a selfish, acrimonious and vulgar citizen; ③ "I" - a person who is dissatisfied with real life and looking for a new life. Intellectuals. 4. Can anyone abbreviate Lu Xun's "Hometown"
Abbreviate Lu Xun's "Hometown"
By Lu Yi published on 2007-5-29 20:33:00
The first step in teaching "Hometown": abbreviation, no more than 1,000 words.
Hometown (Summary)
I braved the severe cold and returned to my hometown, which is more than 2,000 miles away and has been away for more than 20 years.
It was already late winter, the weather was gloomy, and there was no trace of vitality in my hometown in my eyes. This may just be a change in my own mood, because I came back to my hometown specifically to say goodbye to him, so I was not in a good mood.
I arrived at the door of my house early the next morning. My mother came out to greet me, and my eight-year-old nephew Honger. My mother was very happy and sat with me talking about family matters. As he talked, he came to Runtu.
When I mentioned Runtu, a picture of a thorn under the moon suddenly flashed in my mind. When I met that young man named Runtu, he was only over ten years old. He is about the same age as me. That year his father took him to my house to help. He told me a lot of interesting new things and brought me endless fun. We haven't seen each other for many years, and my mother said that Runtu might come to see me.
While I was talking, someone came. My mother went out to take care of her, and I chatted with my nephew Honger. Suddenly a sharp strange sound was heard. The mother followed up and said that this was the Tofu Xishi Yang Ersao who used to open a tofu shop. Sister-in-law Yang scolded me angrily, stuffed a pair of my mother's gloves into her waistband, and went out.
In the next few days, while socializing, I took some time to pack some luggage. This went on for three or four days.
One day when the weather was very cold in the afternoon, I was sitting drinking tea. I felt that someone was coming outside. When I looked back, I found that it was Runtu who came. But his appearance has changed a lot, and he is no longer the lively Runtu I remember.
I was very excited and called him "Brother Runtu", but Runtu respectfully called me "Master". I seemed to shudder, knowing that there was a layer of sadness between us. The barrier is thick.
He asked his fifth son, Shuisheng, to kowtow to me. I asked him how he was doing, and he just shook his head and said it was very difficult. In the end, he just smoked silently, and his mother asked him to go to the kitchen and make fried rice. He picked up a few things in the afternoon, and the next day, he took Shui Sheng home.
Another nine days have passed and I am going back. Runtu came to see me off with his five-year-old daughter, but I was always busy and finally had no time to chat. We finally got on the boat and left our hometown, and everything in the old house was cleared away.
We were on the boat, and the mountains and rivers of my hometown gradually moved away from me. But I just felt suffocated and very sad. I thought: I am so isolated from Runtu, but I hope that our descendants will not be like us and become estranged from everyone again. They deserve a new life, one that we have not lived.
I think: Hope does not matter whether it exists or not. This is just like a road on earth. When many people walk on it, it becomes a road. 5. Hometown essay of 500 words
People often say that the most beautiful thing is the water in your hometown. Although my hometown does not have many places of interest or the prosperity of a metropolis, it is picturesque and charming. There is a clear river not far behind my house. The green river surface looks sparkling under the golden sunlight. There are green trees on both sides of the river, their shadows are dancing, and the flowers and plants are swaying in the wind, which is pleasing to the eye and makes you reluctant to leave. Flocks of little white geese lined up in the river, swimming happily. People in twos and threes chatted while washing clothes on the shore; in summer, friends played and had water fights by the water. The river is our happy paradise. In recent years, my hometown is undergoing tremendous changes. The once narrow road became wider. Wide cement roads crisscrossed each other and extended in all directions, and a steady stream of cars passed quickly on the roads. People come and go on both sides of the road. At night, street lamps illuminate the road as if it were daytime. Tall buildings are rising on both sides of the street, and every household has built a new building to replace the previous dilapidated bungalows. All kinds of shops and large supermarkets have sprung up in front of people like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. The products in the shops are so dazzling that you can’t see them all. There is an endless stream of customers in the store, which brings great convenience to people's daily life. The most distinctive building in my hometown is Yanjia Square. There is a large garden in the square, which is divided into two floors, inside and outside. There are three marble pillars in the center of the square. The thickest stone pillar is engraved with four large golden characters.
There is a round sun on the stone pillar on the left side of Yanjia Square, and there are three bright stars and a crescent moon on the right stone pillar. They symbolize the sun and moon shining together; there is a galloping horse on the middle stone pillar, high The horse's head is raised to the sky and roaring, staring into the distance intently. You see, every part of its body is matched so well, and every muscle looks so powerful. On its fat and round breasts, its long mane Flying backwards, the four hooves stopped steadily in the air, looking so majestic and majestic. This horse symbolizes that our Yan family will have a better tomorrow! More prosperity! Whenever night falls, the square becomes a good place for people to chat and cool off. Yanjia Square is like a dazzling pearl inlaid in the center of Yanjia Town. Yanjia Square is the pride of Yanjia people! Due to the rapid development of the longevity economy, the fields here have gradually decreased and been replaced by rows of factory buildings. The beautiful factory buildings are like beautiful large gardens. The green lawns around the factory buildings are like patches of green. The carpets and flowers in the flower beds are blooming and fragrant. The Yan family can be said to have a new look! The people of the Yan family really have the ambition and pride to make the sun and moon change the sky!
After listening to my introduction, you may be excited. Action is worse than excitement. Please come to my hometown! My hometown is more beautiful than I can describe, and it will definitely feast your eyes! 6. Write a 500-word essay on your hometown.
I grew up in a village called Xinhe at the foot of the Great Wall. Ever since I was born, everything in my hometown has been inseparable from me. My friends and I rolled in the mud, played in the waterlogged ponds, and chased each other on the grassy beach... The mountains, rivers, vegetation, buildings, and pavilions in my hometown , scenic spots and historic sites bear witness to the history of our growth.
Our ancestors called Yanmu Dun, Xiaoshahe, Qili Dun, Bianqiang, Fujiazhuangzi, South City Wall, the back building of the school (actually what we saw are just ruins), Shanggouyan, Yaopo Beach and so on. The place where we named it became a playground for us to play when we were young. When we were tired of playing, we simply sat down and looked up at the sky, watching the white clouds, dogs, and eagles circling, and all kinds of weird fantasies arose in our hearts. . Sometimes we would shout together under the colorful and golden sunset, letting our voices echo in the empty mountains. In the blink of an eye, we were in a huddle again, falling to the ground or wrestling, covered with mud or traces of donkey and horse excrement. Smell the smell of the soil: there is a faint smell of grass, a smell of small insects, and also mixed with the smell of the sweat of the fathers and grandfathers. The various flavors brewed together make us enchanted. The hunger of my youth disappeared in an instant.
Now, more than thirty years have passed. Due to my work, I can no longer return to the Happy Garden where I sweated all those years and months. But I often can't help but think of old things from my childhood:
In spring, the sleepy soil exudes fragrance, and the grass buds secretly poke their heads out of the soil, looking around curiously. After the spring breeze, the fields are full of life, people are cheering and horses are barking, and the busy spring planting has begun. The livestock that had been dull all winter pulled the plowshares and woke up the sleeping fields. A fresh earthy smell quickly rose and filled the field. At this time, after school, we would take the shovel with the residual warmth of our mother and go to the sunny areas of fields, rivers, and cliffs to dig and dig like our mothers. Sometimes we could dig more than a kilogram! They washed it randomly, sprinkled it with coarse salt crushed with mother's stone mortar, poured it with mother's hand-brewed vinegar, and the brothers and sisters started to eat it hungrily. It can be said to be a taste that is rare to experience in this world!
Summer, summer in my hometown actually starts with the willows sprouting leaves. At this time, the villagers rolled up their trouser legs, holding shovels and hoes, weeding, watering, and fertilizing the fields, feeling the bathing of the summer sun. The hot sun shone on the earth, and the fields exuded a friendly and gentle fragrance. In childhood memories, summer is not beautiful, because summer is often the time when we starve the most. At this time, we turn our attention to the vibrant nature: picking green apricots, picking mugwort leaves, and steaming elm coins, although we look disheveled. And there is no lack of happiness. Especially after the summer solstice, when the beans are full, the barley is on kernels, and the donkeys are fat, we are even more active: after school, a dozen friends ride donkeys and mules to graze, leaving one or two young people behind. Some watched the livestock, while the others went to steal beans and pinch highland barley. Stealing beans is a hard and dangerous job. At that time, food was in short supply. When the beans were hanging on the branches, the team would arrange for an old man to look after them as usual. In order to steal the beans, he would often crawl a hundred meters away on the ditch bank, and the calluses on his palms and knees were thick. A thick layer, but even so, I often come back empty-handed. When he was unlucky, he would be severely beaten by the old man who was looking after the bean fields. Sometimes we would gallop our horses and whip our whips to chase hares. The scene was spectacular: dust and smoke obscured the road, people and dogs barked, just like ancient princes and ministers hunting! I remember one time I shed tears because I succeeded in drilling a hole to catch a hare, but in the end I didn’t get any rabbit meat! Every time I think of it, gratitude for my hometown wells up from the depths of my heart!
In autumn, the sun is particularly bright and the sky is blue. The golden waves of wheat rippled in the breeze, emitting an alluring aroma. The faces of adults and children are swaying with happy smiles. Famine is finally over, and food and clothing are just around the corner. The villagers harvested the golden autumn in the fields filled with the smell of earth. The autumn harvest season is during our summer vacation, and there is no vacation homework at that time.
Herding livestock, picking wheat ears, raking and digging wheat oranges, and helping grandpa take care of the watermelon field are our must-do summer homework. Burning bean vines and begging for watermelons are the most normal things in autumn. There is no need to worry or be afraid. All of this is acquiesced in the golden autumn and the adults' joyful mood full of harvest. In my childhood memory, autumn is a picture of living and working in peace and contentment, with plenty of food and clothing. Autumn in my hometown! How many sweet dreams have been sprinkled upon me.
In winter, the land sleeps soundly under thick snow. Yes, the land also needs to rest and accumulate nutrients in order to nourish the insects, fish, birds, beasts, flowers, plants and trees that live on it, and more importantly, to provide human beings with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Looking at the vast wilderness of my hometown, it is simple and quiet under the sky. Bursts of biting cold wind howled across the earth, disturbing the sleepy soil. The goose-feather heavy snow often falls, covering the boundless land with a white and soft quilt. After a heavy snowfall, our excitement far outweighs the coldness of winter. We catch sparrows in the snow just like Runtu, and the strange fragrance of sparrow meat often floats out of Grandpa's earth oven. So we look forward to the arrival of the Spring Festival every day: when the New Year is here, we can watch social events, wear new clothes, eat candies, and maybe even get one or two yuan of new year's money! Hope grows under the care of winter.
Nowadays, I am working outside the home and have already started a family. The number of visits to my hometown is decreasing day by day. Even when I go back, I just relive the joy of my childhood in the hot bed of my parents. Although I thought of Yanmu Dun, Xiaoshahe, Qili Dun, Bianqiang, Fujiazhuangzi, Shanggouyan and Yaopotan several times to search for my scattered childhood dreams, I was unable to do so, just like Fujiazhuangzi, Nanchengqiang, and behind the school. The building is the same, lost in the passage of time. Even so, the kind, simple, natural, fresh and rich flavor of my hometown always inspires me and makes me confident every day. When encountering setbacks and difficulties, I will draw strength from my hometown, nostalgia, and charm, become stronger in the face of setbacks and failures, and live with confidence. 7. The abbreviation of hometown in 300 words
The beauty of hometown
I like the four seasons of the countryside, and I like the spring in the countryside even more.
Miss Chun slowly approached with rustling footsteps. The first ray of sunshine shines on the earth, awakening the sleeping glacier, making the river more charming and beautiful. The river happily sings the song "Hua Hua, Hua Hua." What a cheerful song, it makes people feel relaxed and happy. The first ray of spring breeze gently caressed the grass, and the grass secretly poked its head out of the soil, enjoying the caress of the spring breeze. The first bird song broke through the quiet morning, attracting colorful birds, including sparrows and sparrows. . They fell on the branches that had just sprouted buds, singing and singing, as if they were happy for the arrival of spring! In the fields, green wheat seedlings and golden rapeseed flowers can be seen as far as the eye can see. The blue sky and white clouds are reflected in the clear river. The flowers are all blooming, colorful and bright. As the saying goes, "I miss the opera and dance all the time." No, beautiful butterflies also come to join in the fun and fly among the flowers. The butterfly's good friend, the bee, also came. They held hands and flew among the flowers to collect nectar. The bee is carrying a small bucket of honey, and the butterfly is fluttering its wings. How happy and comfortable!
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." Following the sound, I saw a hen on the field in front of the house, leading a group of chicks to forage on the field. Where was the rooster? Then it walks around the "big army", really like a "scout". Once it encounters danger, it will cackle non-stop, and the hen will immediately lead the chicks to quickly move to safe place.
Ah, spring, I love you; rural spring, I love you even more! 8. The abbreviation of "Hometown" is about 100 words
It was written in 1921. Most of the storyline and main characters are based on real life. It profoundly summarizes the 30 years before 1921, especially the It is the history of China's rural economy in the decade after the Revolution of 1911, and the farmers' lives becoming increasingly poor. It reflects the social style of that era.
"Hometown": (1) Three stages of the storyline: Returning to hometown - Being in hometown - Leaving hometown (2) Three pictures of hometown: ① Hometown in memories - beautiful and moving; ② The hometown in reality is desolate and desolate; ③The hometown in ideality is fascinating. (3) Three main characters: ① Runtu - the image of a hard-working, kind-hearted, suffering but unaware farmer; ② Yang Ersao - a selfish, acrimonious and vulgar citizen; ③ "I" - a person who is dissatisfied with real life and looking for a new life. Intellectuals. 9. Write a 500-word essay on the topic of hometown
The eternal topic—hometown
During the dinner chat, we came up with a topic that can never be finished—hometown.
Everything is natural and simple. The water is a clear spring flowing from the cracks in the rocks in the mountains, without any pollution; the trees are original towering old trees, too dense to let in any sunlight; the yard is an antique courtyard, where every day Every household connected in series is like a huge exhibition of antiques; the mountain is vertical, and even the houses look "three-dimensional". One family has to climb up to visit another house. People and animals are harmonious and harmonious...
The tranquility in the mountains cannot be compared to the late night in the big city.
Hundreds of years of history have shaped this village with the longest mountains and rivers. Dozens of generations of people have worked hard to build a prosperous place. Sitting quietly in the mountains can simply make people forget all kinds of worldly things and reach a state of great enlightenment. Taking a few breaths of the air here can be said to be the most real enjoyment...
Grandma said that when she was a child, this village was very lively, and children would go down the stream to catch tadpoles in groups. People cook mountain vegetables and fruits every day at sunrise and rest at sunset, enjoying themselves happily. At that time, it was really the happiest time in my life...
Now, the water is still so clear, the trees are still so green, but the houses are sparse, with only a few households left. "Oh, they have all moved away..." Grandma sighed, which made people feel a little helpless. Without the lively scene of the past, the lonely village is located there, looking infinitely desolate.
People in the village yearn for city life.
But who would have thought that something would be lost during the relocation?