"Wei Cheng meets an old friend/Miangu sends back a message to Cai's Kunzhong"? Tang Luo Yin travels to Jincheng twice a year, and the former is worth the east wind and the latter is worth the autumn.
all the grass and sentient beings hinder the horse, and good clouds cover the building everywhere. The mountains will not hate and break their hearts, and the water will fall into the dream stream.
Today, because you tried to look back, the light smoke trees are separated from Mianzhou. "Reward Mianzhou Zhongcheng with a small picture of the mountains and rivers and send poems" Tang Li Peng Bajiang and Snow Mountain, Jingyi * * * loop.
The picture is painted in Danqing, with a clear haze. Move your name to the county, and help me relax in my den.
if you want to be near the sun, you can't reach it. "And Mianzhou Yu Zhongcheng Deng Yue Wang Lou Zuo Mianjiang Tang Xuemeng upstairs, five horses this pin sorrow.
Qian Shan snows in the summer, and the wind comes in the autumn. Going back to Youci County, it is like a boat.
even if there is a yellow levy day, the famous Sichuan will never be tired of traveling. "Song of the King of Yue" was written by Tang Du Fu, the state capital of Mianzhou, to celebrate the king of Yue in the middle of the year.
High-rise buildings rise from the northwest of the lonely city, and the blue tiles and Zhu Dai shine on the battlements. Downstairs, the Yangtze River is clear, and the sunset on the hill is half bright.
the old traces of kings are rewarded by today's people, and they will turn to the eternal love. "Mianzhou Yuewang Building is a matter" Tang Qiaolin clarified the county's political leisure and climbed the building with discretion.
I suddenly feel that I have no common things in my mind, but looking back, mastering is amazing. The sound of the beach twists and turns in Fuzhou water, and the cloud shadow is low in Fule Mountain.
flying like a homesick letter, the geese suddenly laughed at Qin Guan. 2. What are the words used to describe sheep?
There are quite a few: soft, docile, soft, gentle, lovely and weak.
For example, you can make sentences like this:
Looking from a distance, there are white clouds crawling on the grass. It turns out that these are sheep in the pasture, each of which is born in vain, fat and lovely, making the grassland more vibrant.
The grass by the river is dry and yellow, and the grass looks more beautiful in the sun, like a furry blanket. A group of snow-white sheep are leisurely eating hay on the grass. The warm sunshine is gently stroking the sheep's soft white wool, and the sheep are quietly enjoying the caress of the sun. There is a thick smell of snow in the hay. There must be a wisp of grass under the hay, and the sheep are savoring the mixed smell of winter and spring.
the sky is grey and the fields are vast, and the wind blows grass and cattle and sheep are low. There are many sheep on the grassland, floating like clouds. Sheep walking on the green grassland are as white as white clouds floating in the blue sky.
The meadow by the river is covered with golden florets, whose petals are as soft as silks and satins, and the sheep make a detour when they pass by. They are afraid of hurting the golden flowers. The grass over there is covered with dark blue flowers, and there is a little bright white on the blue flowers. The blue flowers make people feel dazzling, shining blue in the grass like blue gems, and sheep often stop in front of the flowers to admire them. "Step on the flowers and return to the horseshoe fragrance", and the sheep come back with the smell of grass and the fragrance of flowers.
You can refer to these idioms about sheep: sheep entering the tiger's mouth, a narrow path, mending the sheep after it is lost, stealing the sheep, making the sheep turn into a wolf, asking the sheep to know the horse, and selling the dog to hang the sheep. 3. What are the poems about Mianyang? 1. Don Luo Yin visited Jincheng twice a year.
all the grass and sentient beings hinder the horse, and good clouds cover the building everywhere.
the mountain will not hate and be heartbroken, and the water will fall into the dream stream.
Today, because you tried to look back, the light smoke trees are separated from Mianzhou.
2.
Tang Li Peng
Bajiang and Snow Mountain, Jingyi * * * circle. The picture is written in Danqing, and there is a clear haze.
move your name to the county and help me relax. If you want to be in the place, you can't reach it.
3.
Tang Xuemeng
Zuo Mianjiang went upstairs, and five horses were worried about it. The snow in Qian Shan recedes in summer, and the wind comes in autumn.
going back to Youci County is like a boat. That is, when there is a yellow day, the famous Sichuan is not tired of traveling.
4. "Song of the King of Yue" Tang Du Fu
He Leiluo, the state capital of Mianzhou, celebrated the creation of the King of Yue in the middle of the year. High-rise buildings rise in the northwest of the lonely city,
Bi Wa Zhu Dai shines on the battlements. Downstairs, the Yangtze River is clear, and the sunset on the hill is half bright.
the old traces of kings are rewarded by today's people, and they will turn to the eternal love.
5.
Tang Qiaolin, the King of Mianzhou, clarified the county's political leisure, and climbed the building with his discretion. I feel that there is nothing common in my mind.
Looking back, mastering is amazing. The sound of the beach twists and turns in Fuzhou water, and the cloud shadow is low in Fule Mountain.
flying like a homesick letter, the geese suddenly laughed at Qin Guan. 4. Who can provide a poem praising Mianyang's construction and development?
Seven quatrains on the banks of the river (VI)
Du Fu
The flowers in Huangsi's maiden are full of new ways, and thousands of flowers are low.
The butterflies dance all the time, and the charming warblers just crow.
In the first year of Shang Yuan (76), Du Fu lived in Xiguo Caotang, Chengdu, and after suffering from chaos, he began to have a place to live, which made the poet feel gratified. In the spring season, he walked alone along the river, and his feelings were born with the scenery, and he became seven poems. This is the sixth group of poems.
The first sentence points out that the place to look for flowers is on the path of "Huangsiniangjia". This sentence is written in poems with people's names, which has a strong interest in life and quite a folk song flavor. The second sentence "thousands of flowers" is the embodiment of the word "full" in the previous sentence. "The branches are pressed low", depicting the flowers bending the branches heavily, and the scenery seems vivid. The words "pressure" and "low" are used accurately and vividly. In the third sentence, the colorful butterflies on the flower branches wander around, and they "linger" because of their love for flowers, suggesting that the flowers are fragrant and fresh. The flowers are lovely, and the butterfly's dance is also lovely, which inevitably makes the strollers "linger". But he may not stop, but move on, because the scenery is infinite and there are still many beautiful scenery. "All the time" is not an occasional sight. With this word, the fun of spring is rendered. Just as it was pleasing to the eye, a string of beautiful songs from Oriole happened to wake up the poet who was intoxicated with flowers. This is the artistic conception of the last sentence. The word "jiao" describes the soft voice of warbler. "Freedom" is not only an objective portrayal of Jiao Ying's posture, but also a psychological feeling of pleasure and relaxation. The poem ends in the sound of Yingge "Cha Cha", which is full of lingering charm. Reading this quatrain, it seems that I am also walking on the road leading to "Huangsi's maiden" on the outskirts of Chengdu thousands of years ago, and enjoying the infinite aesthetic feeling given by the spring scenery with the poet.
This poem is about enjoying the scenery, and this kind of theme is common in the quatrains of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. However, it is rare to see such a poem with very subtle descriptions and unusually beautiful colors. For example, "So people are on the peach blossom bank until the stream flows in front of the door" (Chang Jian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days"), "Last night, the wind opened the peach well, and the moon in the front hall of Weiyang was high" (Wang Changling's "Spring Palace Song"), these scenes all appear "beautiful"; After Du Fu's "full of flowers", he added "thousands of flowers" and butterflies and songs, and the scenery was beautiful. This kind of writing is unprecedented.
Secondly, people in the prosperous Tang Dynasty paid great attention to the harmony of poetic tone. Their quatrains can often be stringed, so they are very harmonious. Du Fu's quatrains are not written for singing, but purely reciting poems, so there are often awkward sentences. In this poem, the sentence "thousands of flowers are pressing down the branches" should be used as a flat word according to the law. However, this kind of "contradiction" is by no means an arbitrary destruction of melody, and the overlapping of "thousands of flowers" has a kind of oral beauty. However, the word "Duo" of "Thousand Flowers" and the word "Si" in the same position in the previous sentence, although both belong to the same sound, are different from each other in rising and falling tones, and their tones still change. It's not that poets don't pay attention to the musical beauty of poetry. This is manifested in the use of disyllabic words, onomatopoeic words and reduplicated words in three or four sentences. "Liulian" and "Ziyou" are both disyllabic words, such as the connection of beads and the melody. "Cha Cha" is an onomatopoeic word, which describes the sound of Jiaoying and gives people an immersive auditory image. "Shi Shi" and "Cha Cha" are overlapping words, which make the upper and lower sentences form antithesis, make the meaning stronger and more vivid, and better express the poet's momentary joy when he is infatuated with flowers and butterflies and suddenly awakened by the sound of warblers. Except for the words "dance" and "warbler", these two sentences are all tongue-toothed sounds.
The use of this series of tongue-toothed sounds creates a sense of language that mumbles to itself, vividly showing the feeling that the flower watcher is intoxicated and pleasantly surprised by the beautiful scenery. The utility of sound is very helpful to the expression of mood.
Syntactically, most of the poems in the prosperous Tang Dynasty are natural and muddy, but Du Fu is different from them. For example, "antithesis" (later couplet) is the style of quatrains in the early Tang Dynasty, and quatrains in the prosperous Tang Dynasty are rare, because it is difficult to achieve a perfect ending. Du Fu, however, because it is difficult to see the cleverness, such a poem couplet is both stable and full of aftertaste, which makes people feel that it is used properly: when it is pleasing to the eye, isn't it more fascinating to hear Yingge's "cha cha"? Besides, according to the customary grammar, these two sentences should be written as follows: the butterfly dances while playing, and the warbler crows freely. Putting "Linglian" and "Ziyou" at the beginning of a sentence is not only for the needs of phonology, but also emphasizes them in semantics, making the meaning more easily appreciated and the syntax more novel and changeable. 5. A tour guide sentence about the beautiful scenery of Mianyang
It's hard for you to come to Mianyang from a long distance! Mianyang City, the "Silicon Valley" in the west, is rich in mineral resources, rich in grains, with a wide range of buildings, green flowers and clean streets. It is a well-known modern electronic science city, but it is also a famous historical and cultural city, especially the historical and traditional culture of the Three Kingdoms. 1,8 years ago, Liu Bei, the founder of the Shu-Han regime, began his battle for Yizhou in Dongshan, which was called Fucheng in ancient times.
Needless to say, this large sculpture in front of us is the visual artistic image of Liu Guan and Zhang Taoyuan sworn in the Three Kingdoms period. Appropriately cut into the traditional cultural atmosphere of Fule Mountain. Taoyuan Jieyi is a well-known touching story. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, in the first year of Zhongping, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty (AD 184), the Yellow Scarf Uprising broke out. Liu Bei, who lives in Zhuozhou, Hebei Province, wanted to save the people and help the country, but he was unable to help himself. In a sigh, he met Zhang Fei, a fellow butcher, with his support, and Guan Yu, a desperate Shanxi Xieliang (now Yuncheng), who helped him. So the three of them were like-minded, and they drank blood in Zhang Fei's backyard and formed an alliance with * * * Historically known as "Taoyuan Jieyi". 6. Who has a poem about the forest Mianyang?
When the snow turns into the first drop of spring rain, the big forest in my heart will recover from the pale purple and light green. The budding hills are full of spring tides, and the fish swim to the sea. Qian Shan's valleys are full of chirping, noisy, playful and ambiguous intimacy. The silver scales of the green fish turn up with the wind, shining towards the sun, and the warm spring wind warms the life of the big forest. Second, I can tell you about the huge dreams of childhood. How the eagle flutters its wings and flies like a giant wind from the valley, holding it high into a Lv Yun. This is an oak tree full of sails and trembling. The tall figure makes a child who has just entered the forest, appall, sing birds, set the sun and rise the moon. When the night is over, all the moonlight makes the big forest hazy. The moon is half hidden in the clouds, and the restless birds and hungry beasts howl in the valley. The calm big forest is like an abyss. The calm of the big forest is a mysterious wind. Thousands of troops gather to shake the mountain. Moving mountains and heaps of green waves flock to the blue desolation of the sky. He swore that he would write down the most beautiful page of the big forest. 3. If birds are singing and screaming, if bears visit late at night and leave a string of suspicious traces, if horse skin bubbles bigger than basketball-mushrooms that have changed their species grow up overnight in the obscene autumn rain, you may say that I am telling fairy tales and there are many legends about wolves, leopards and mountains, which have naturally lost their gods with the disappearance of the big forest. The secret is that we are facing the exposed rocks and soil on the mountain ridge, which are moving with the wind and are drowning. Who is facing the computer and cutting the sky with a program? Losing the big forest is like losing the lungs. The endless treasures of the big forest are juicy wild strawberries, dyed red, and the bleeding cheeks are better than corals. They can bear poisonous fruits and wait for thieves to plunder them. When the autumn wind of the season blows again, the green ocean becomes a fire. The color of the sea, the clouds and the clouds, the blood tide of the sea and the forests, and the colorful fish are about to return to the warehouse. This is only the return before winter, and the final uneasiness will become calm. Those who guard the cramps and skin at night during the day and those who cut off the wings of oak trees and those who deliberately set fire to childlessness will be rewarded. Whether they live in palaces or cement castles, sandstorms will rush into their dreams and make them lose their souls. Five children who want to give the new century. I wrote a fairy tale about the big forest, but it was written as a spell. I want to remind you that this fairy tale is not far from you. It's only been a few decades since the big forest. I long for your green tide to hold up my dream again, hold me to the sky, hold me to the sun, and let me lose the vastness of the earth again. C I don't know which autumn wind is holding on to the deep-rooted admiration at the moment of love and igniting the flame like clouds. If we walk in this maple forest with our fingers intertwined at this moment, If the four eyes are opposite to each other, all the shivering sighs and all the pale timidity will fall with the seasons, I am willing to wait quietly for a sweet dream, waiting for a spring that belongs to us. On the grass beside the forest, wild peony and wild lily have passed. What kind of wild flowers are in full bloom now? My thoughts cross the winding stream and rise to the high wind. In the tower-like watchtower, I want to look out of the window with you ... Under the window is the vast forest, with the ups and downs of the mountains, embroidered layers upon layers, thick and faint green waves.
next to the watchtower is a birch forest. Silver-white tree trunks and gray-green tree crowns, with the gust of mountain wind, swaying their bodies and arms, seemed to be singing softly to us ... Look at the forester, my brother, we only met for a few hours in the observation tower, but the pure heart of the forester will always wash away the impetuousness and arrogance in my soul.
You are a smoker, but at your post, you never have a pinch of tobacco or a match stick in your pocket. Yes, you have a small bottle of wine in your arms, but you make a rule for yourself: drink one every two hours and never violate the rules. You don't bring books and newspapers, not that you don't like reading them, but that your eyes must always pay attention to the situation around you-even a faint wisp of smoke can't be ignored! You brought a transistor radio, but you don't even listen to your favorite songs except the weather forecast, because your ears must always catch the sound with abnormal distance ―― even if someone steals a small tree, you can't forgive him! I ask you: "Lonely?" You smiled, so hearty and heroic.
You taught me to hear the melody from all kinds of bird songs, and you taught me to associate with all kinds of tree poses. You said to me: "The forest is the green carpet of the earth, stretching all the way to the edge of Beijing!" " Miss you, look at the woodsman! I've been to so many places since we parted, but day after day, you watch the same tower pavilion with your friends in shifts.
when the wind came from all directions, there was a loud vibration in the tower pavilion. You must still be keeping your eyes open and alert to the signs of evil fire.
In my silent thoughts, I encourage myself to have your mind and your eyes ... The birch forest should still whisper to you, and you should still use it.