One day, I went to the mountains to look for an old friend I hadn't seen for years. On this day, the sun is shining, and I am walking on the forest path. It's so beautiful here! A lush pine tree stands upright on the side of the road, white clouds walk slowly in the sky, and the mountains rise like a tall giant. Birds are singing happily in the branches, and hardworking bees are buzzing with nectar. A gust of wind blows, cool and comfortable! Leaves rustle, even cicadas are chirping happily. What a wonderful symphony! A smell came to the nose. The smell of flowers and earth makes me smell the smell of nature, which makes me feel relaxed, carefree and fresh. Isn't this the place I yearn for?
Unconsciously, I came to the thatched cottage where my old friend lived and saw a Warawako sweeping leaves outside the thatched cottage. He wears a braid and is absorbed in his work. I asked him hopefully, "Warawako, do you know XXX? Where is he? " Warawako turned around and said, "The man you mentioned is my master. It happened that he went to get the medicine. Please come again next time. " I was disappointed, but unwilling, and continued to ask, "Where does your master collect medicine?" Warawako pointed to the distance and said, "My master is collecting medicine on that mountain." With a glimmer of hope, I continued to ask, "Where is your master on the mountain?" Warawako shook his head and said, "There are clouds on the mountain, so I don't know where he is." I was so disappointed that I thought: It's a pity that I haven't seen my old friend, but his quiet mountain environment is really good and refreshing. I really envy him. I'd better visit him next time! "
When understanding the scene described in the poem, the poet used the method of combining questions and answers to vividly describe the anxiety of not finding a place to visit. In the poem, white clouds are nobler than hermits, and pine trees are used to describe the hermit's character, which shows the seeker's admiration and admiration for hermits. The words used in the whole poem are popular and beautiful, which is a rare work with simple words and rich meanings.
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When I asked your students under the pine tree,
"My teacher," he replied, "went to collect medicine".
But towards which corner of the mountain,
How can I tell through these clouds? .
Scene:
I met a child under a big leafy pine tree.
This child is the apprentice of the hermit I am looking for.
I asked him, where did the master go?
The answer is:
"Master went to the mountains to collect herbs.
"He is in this mountain, but the mountains are high and the forests are deep, and there are clouds around him. I don't know where he is, master. "
1. the poem suicide note describes a scene where a poet asks a very young man where his master is under the pine tree in front of a hermit. The very young man replied that the master had gone to this mountain to collect medicine. I can't see clearly or know where he is because of the fog.
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You will write it after a long time.
When I asked your student under a pine tree, "My teacher," he replied, "went to collect herbs." But in which corner of the mountain, how do I know, through all these clouds? . Last night, a misty spring rain gave Dashan a bath. More beautiful and refined under the nourishment of rain. Green wheat seedlings, golden rape blossoms, pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and green willow leaves are dotted in the green hills. White fog enveloped the whole mountain, as if putting a white scarf on the whole forest, just like the legendary Lingshan. One by one, bamboo shoots emerged from the ground and looked around curiously. He jiadao walked along the stone paved mountain road with a relaxed pace to visit his close friend who had lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years. Towards noon, Jia Dao finally saw his best friend's home-a thatched cottage with a long bamboo fence and a tall pine tree beside it. There is a boy cleaning the yard under the pine tree. When Jia Dao saw it, he excitedly walked under the pine tree, arched his hands and asked politely, "Excuse me, Chaopin, is your master at home?" The boy looked at Jia Dao curiously and then replied, "I'm sorry you came, but my master is not here." Jia Dao asked anxiously, "Where did your master go?" "My master went up the mountain to collect medicine." The boy replied. Jia Dao followed closely and asked, "Do you know where it is on the mountain?" The young man pointed to the mountain and said, "The towering mountain is surrounded by clouds. I don't know where my master is." Jia Dao sighed and said regretfully, "We have been good friends for more than ten years. This time I came all the way to visit his old man's house, but he just went up the mountain to collect medicine. Superfine products, when will your master come back? " "Sir, my master won't come back until dark at least at night." Hearing this, Jia Dao said to the boy, "I can't wait at night. I'll go first." Please give my regards to your master when he comes back. Tell him Jia Dao came to see him, and goodbye to Chaopin. "
Jia Dao walked a long way without meeting his best friend, so he left the hut and went down the mountain with regret. Only the big tree next to the thatched cottage, the pine tree, watched Jia Dao as if to bid farewell to Jia Dao. ...
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Write a composition of about 300 words and describe the scene described in the note left for an absent poem. The first one: There was a poet in the Tang Dynasty named.
. One day, it was sunny and watery.
I'm going to visit an old friend who lives in seclusion in the mountains.
With excitement, I walked briskly to the mountains.
At the foot of the mountain, Jia Dao asked passers-by about his old friend's residence while walking, so he asked while walking. Soon, he saw a small hut in the distant forest with dozens of gloomy trees in front of it.
There is a boy sweeping the floor under the tree. "It's time." Thinking of this, Jia Dao took a few quick steps and asked the child, "Is your master at home?"
"My teacher.
Yes "
"Do you know which mountain it is?" Jia Dao was a little disappointed.
"It's on this mountain." The young man replied.
"That's great! I went to the mountain to find him. " Jia Dao said happily.
"It's just that this mountain is foggy, and you can't find my master at all."
Jia Dao was completely disappointed with the young man's words. Jia Dao walked slowly down the hill with regret.
Walking on the road, Jia Dao felt it and sang a poem that has been passed down through the ages-"
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"When I asked your student under a pine tree," he replied, "My teacher went to pick herbs".
But towards which corner of the mountain,
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The second one:
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When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."
But towards which corner of the mountain,
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Last night, a misty spring rain gave Dashan a bath. More beautiful and refined under the nourishment of rain. Green wheat seedlings, golden yellow
Pink peach blossom, snow-white pear blossom, green
..... dotted with green mountains. White fog enveloped the whole mountain, as if to put a white scarf on the whole forest, just like the legend.
Like fog. One by one.
Get out of the ground and look around curiously. He jiadao, with a relaxed pace, walked on the mountain road paved with stones.
Visit it quietly and live in seclusion in the mountains. I haven't seen it for years.
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Towards noon, Jia Dao finally saw it.
Home-a room.
There is a long circle around the hut.
There is a big tree next to it.
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There is a boy below. He is cleaning the yard. Jia Dao saw it and excitedly walked under the pine tree and arched his hands.
Quietly asked: "Excuse me, ultra-fine products, is your master at home?" The boy looked at Jia Dao curiously and then replied, "I'm sorry you came, but my master is not here." Jia Dao asked anxiously, "Where did your master go?" "My master went up the mountain to collect medicine." The boy replied. Jia Dao followed closely and asked, "Do you know where it is on the mountain?" The young man pointed to the mountain and said, "The towering mountain is surrounded by clouds. I don't know where my master is." Jia Dao listened.
We have been good friends for more than ten years. This time, I came all the way to visit his old man's house, but he just came.
Yes Ultrafine products, when will your master come back? "Sir, my master won't come back until dark at least at night. "Hearing this, Jia Dao said to the boy," I can't wait at night. I'll go first. Please give my regards to your master when he comes back. Tell him that Jia Dao has come to see him. Goodbye. "
Jia Dao walked a long way without meeting him.
Regretfully left the hut and went down the mountain. Only the big tree next to the thatched cottage, the pine tree, watched Jia Dao as if to bid farewell to Jia Dao. ...
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Experience the scene of the message book. A poem of more than 400 words will give you a reference:
Last night, a misty spring rain gave Dashan a bath. More beautiful and refined under the nourishment of rain. Green wheat seedlings, golden rape blossoms, pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and green willow leaves are dotted in the green hills. White fog enveloped the whole mountain, as if putting a white scarf on the whole forest, just like the legendary Lingshan. One by one, bamboo shoots emerged from the ground and looked around curiously. He jiadao walked along the stone paved mountain road with a relaxed pace to visit his close friend who had lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years.
Towards noon, Jia Dao finally saw his best friend's home-a thatched cottage with a long bamboo fence and a tall pine tree beside it. There is a boy cleaning the yard under the pine tree. When Jia Dao saw it, he excitedly walked under the pine tree, arched his hands and asked politely, "Excuse me, Chaopin, is your master at home?" The boy looked at Jia Dao curiously and then replied, "I'm sorry you came, but my master is not here." Jia Dao asked anxiously, "Where did your master go?" "My master went up the mountain to collect medicine." The boy replied. Jia Dao followed closely and asked, "Do you know where it is on the mountain?" The young man pointed to the mountain and said, "The towering mountain is surrounded by clouds. I don't know where my master is." Jia Dao sighed and said regretfully, "We have been good friends for more than ten years. This time I came all the way to visit his old man's house, but he just went up the mountain to collect medicine. Superfine products, when will your master come back? " "Sir, my master won't come back until dark at least at night." Hearing this, Jia Dao said to the boy, "I can't wait at night. I'll go first." Please give my regards to your master when he comes back. Tell him Jia Dao came to see him, and goodbye to Chaopin. "
Jia Dao walked a long way without meeting his best friend, so he left the hut and went down the mountain with regret. Only the big tree next to the thatched cottage, the pine tree, watched Jia Dao as if to bid farewell to Jia Dao. ...
The scene depicted in this ancient poem is a note for an absent party. Urgent need! Today, you must finish writing the scene described in the work.
The high green hills are shrouded in mist, the grass that has slept all night greedily sucks nectar, and the birds sing songs to meet the bursting sun. A man came out of the dense fog, and this is me-poet Jia Dao.
The mountain is overgrown with weeds, and a winding path extends to the horizon. The flowers on the roadside are blooming brightly, colorful and beautiful, and bees and butterflies dance in the flowers from time to time.
Overlooking the foot of the mountain, a stream gurgles, houses are lined up, and gardens, Woods and fields are full of leisurely pastoral atmosphere.
I paced and walked on the mountain road with a frown, looking around from time to time, as if looking for something, with a worried look on my face. The fresh air on the mountain, the beautiful birds singing, the fragrance of the earth and the beautiful scenery can't drive away the repressed feelings in my heart. It turned out that I was going to visit a hermit, but I couldn't find it anywhere.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up. Under a tall pine tree, a boy is absorbed in reading. I thought: Maybe this child is a hermit's child. I went up to the young man and asked him kindly, "Excuse me, young man, does your master live in seclusion here?" The young man put down his reader, looked at me curiously and nodded.
I asked again, "Do you know where your master went?" The boy replied, "well ... maybe he is at the top of the mountain!" " "I asked eagerly," do you know what your master is going to do? The boy thought for a moment and replied, "Master went to the mountains to collect medicine, but I don't know where he went." . "I looked up at the top of the mountain and saw only that it was surrounded by clouds. I vaguely saw a figure shaking, but then disappeared into the vast clouds ... I couldn't help but admire: "Ah! What a lofty, quiet and leisurely life! "I was so excited about poetry that I picked up a pen and wrote this poem-a note I left when I asked your students under a pine tree," he replied. "My teacher went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .