Behind them is a sorghum field. They are as simple as that piece of sorghum.
The cold south wind blows sorghum leaves and their clothes. They look calm and quiet.
The waist drum is close to them, dull, as if it had never sounded. But: Look! I made a determined effort as soon as I hit it, and I was driven out of my mind! Hundreds of young people with anticlines and bulging waists, such as hundreds of stones constantly hit by strong earthquakes, dance wildly in front of you.
Like a shower, it is a rapid drum sound; Like a whirlwind, it is a flying tassel; Like a frog, it is a jumping step; Like a spark, it is a flashing pupil; Fighting tigers is a powerful charm. On the Loess Plateau, what a magnificent and unconstrained dance-Ansai waist drum! This waist drum makes the cold air heat up immediately, makes the quiet sunshine splash immediately, and makes the sleeping world excited immediately.
Remind people that the flag of sunshine is falling and the wind in A?vagho?a is rustling! Remind people: Thunder thousands of miles away, the flash of Wan Li! Remind people: dark and clear, clear and dark, and then clear forever! No fetters, no fetters, no obstacles. It is the power to break free, break through and break open! What an Ansai waist drum! The heavy sound of hundreds of waist drums hit the cliffs with wild jujube trees in the fields. The cliff suddenly turned into a cowhide drum, and only the rumble was heard. E799be5baa6e997aee7ad94E78988E698331333373733 rumble, rumble.
The heavy sound of hundreds of waist drums collided with the hearts of the audience who had left all the sundries behind, and the hearts of the audience suddenly turned into cowhide drums, rumbling, rumbling, rumbling. The grand lyric rumbling, the serious thinking rumbling, the muddy waves rumbling with the grass roots turning over the plow, the rumbling pain happening and dissolving ... What an Ansai waist drum! The arms, legs and whole body of the younger generation are fighting vigorously, fighting quickly and fighting ups and downs.
It shocks you, burns you and threatens you. It makes you feel the existence, activity and prosperity of life more clearly than ever before.
It makes you marvel at the body wrapped in the farmer's clothes. Digesting the old pumpkin body from the red bean horn can release such magnificent energy! On the Loess Plateau, you raised these young people who are full of vigor and vitality. Only you can bear such a thrilling beating! Jiangnan, a water town, is fragile glass, where you can't beat such a waist drum. Where else can there be such a thick soil layer besides the Loess Plateau? What a loess plateau! What an Ansai waist drum! Every dance is full of power.
Every dance is spinning. Every dance is a hasty change of light and shadow.
Every dance makes people tremble and marvel at the intense artistic enjoyment. What a happy Ansai waist drum, rich and lively imagination! Fight harder and harder! Formed a heavy and flying thoughts! Fight harder and harder! I have no secrets in my head! Fight harder and harder! Pain and joy, life and dreams, getting rid of and pursuing are all intertwined in this dance and drums! Rotating solidification! Go! Radiation! Surfing! Sublimate! People become boundless; The voice has become a vast expanse ... when it comes to a sudden stop, the world is strangely silent, making people feel strange to her.
It's like being on another planet. I heard the cock crow in the distance.
2. Seek short sentences and beautiful poems with artistic conception. For example, I think Castle Peak is more charming, and I look forward to Castle Peak. I think I should have been born in the spring tide and the bright moon on the sea in Lian Haiping.
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. (This is my favorite poem) Is it raining all the way from Wei to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing.
The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.
Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. Yan-Partridge Tian Cai Sleeves diligently hold the jade clock, but got drunk while spelling.
We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times.
The meeting in Su Shi's Water Tunes with a Bright Moon is probably a dream. I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
The following are all Li Yu's words (I like his words too). Butterfly lovers takes a leisurely walk in the pavilion at night. At first glance, it is clear that it is gradually hurting the spring dusk; Counting the sound of rain and wind, hazy moonlight clouds come and go. It's a dark spring day in Tao Li Yi, who is on the swing, laughing softly.
There are thousands of hearts in Qian Qian, and there is no place in the world. The rain is gurgling outside the sand curtain, and the spring is fading. Luo Yi is too cold to stand.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day. Don't fight alone! Infinite mountains and rivers are easier to see when you are away.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone. Seeing flowers, Xie Chunhua, I was in a hurry, but it was cold and rainy, and the wind came late.
When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Natural people hate water when they grow up! If you have nothing to say when you meet each other, you can go to the west wing alone, the moon is like a hook, the phoenix tree is lonely, and the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
When is the spring flower and autumn moon in Yu Meiren, and how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
How can we avoid the sadness of midnight songs in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes. Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny.
The past is empty, still like a dream. Sauvignon Blanc has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.
Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back. After Xie Xinen left Airbus, the painting hall was half full of beads.
It is windy at night. The crescent moon in the small building looks back from the fiber.
In Chunguang Town, people go to the empty building and people go to the old building. Why hate the poor? The golden window is sleepy and careless. A strong flute woke up graceful.
Practice makes the deep courtyard quiet, the small courtyard empty and the cold anvil blows intermittently. But people can't sleep at night, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.
Cui Tu's "Spring Festival Evening" is ruthless, sending the east wind to the process of spring. Last night, Dream Butterfly returned home to Wan Li, and Zi Guizhi.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors. Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera? Laoshan, whose poems are anonymous, is not keeping in good health. He spent his late spring in Chang 'an.
I wonder who this beautiful night belongs to. ~。
3. What kind of scene does Qingpingle village house depict? A clear stream gurgles around this small village all year round. Both sides of the stream are covered with green grass and lotus leaves. Lotus leaves are squeezed like big green disks. A breeze blew gently, and the lotus leaves danced. Look, a tall and graceful figure is reflected in the stream. Who's that? It turned out to be a big cypress tree in front of the stream! Next to the cypress tree, a small hut, vines climbed to the roof and made a lot of big pumpkins. Behind the house is a lush pine forest. Have a look, there are also a large area of rice seedlings!
In the room, white-haired grandparents are whispering through wine. Grandpa smiled and said to grandma, "You are getting younger and more beautiful!" " Hearing this, the old woman threw away her coke and said, "Don't talk about it." Did you do something wrong today and come back to please me? "
At this time, the sun is already high in the sky.
The eldest son is very diligent and grows beans in the fields by the stream. The eldest son looked at the newly sprouted seedlings, shook his head and said happily, "This year must be a bumper harvest. In autumn, I want to surprise my parents and younger brothers! "
The second son is sitting under the big cypress tree knitting a chicken coop! While knitting, he thought, when the chicken coop is built, the rooster can move in. This is their safe and comfortable home!
The youngest son was lying on the stream peeling lotus leaves and eating them, muttering, "I want to bring delicious food to my parents and brothers!" " "Look, he is busy!
The sun has set. Xin Qiji, a poet passing by, saw such a beautiful painting and wrote: "The eaves of the Mao are low and the grass is green on the stream. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children's hooligans best, lying in the stream and peeling lotus. " In the afternoon, I walked slowly with a leisurely mood and accidentally saw a low hut. Behind the hut are green and straight bamboos and rolling mountains, revealing the quiet atmosphere of the countryside. There is a stream beside the hut. The river is clear and transparent, and all the fish in it can be seen clearly. The river looks sparkling in the sunlight. A breeze blew, causing ripples on the river. There are several beautiful lotus flowers on the stream, some of which are in full bloom; Some are in bud; Everything else seems to be put down. White transparent powder,
Pink, like a shy girl with a veil. There are clumps of green grass beside the stream, which grow very luxuriantly. It is more beautiful and lovely against the backdrop of streams and lotus flowers.
There is an old couple with white hair in front of the hut. They just had a few drinks. From their red faces, we can see that they are all a little drunk. They are together, talking intimately in Wu dialect, and the second son next to them puts in a few words from time to time!
The old couple's eldest son is desperately weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream. How hard he works! The second son is not idle, and is carefully weaving a chicken coop with bamboo and grass, very focused. The youngest son, not yet an adult, knows nothing. He could only lie on the side of the stream and tease the fish naughtily, peeling the lotus while eating and shaking his feet. Really cute!
What a happy family! I was deeply intoxicated, just standing there, unwilling to leave for a long time …
Appreciating the paragraphs describing the environment in The Journey to the West, the Monkey King jumped up and somersaulted all the way until he saw a high mountain in the north. It's really steep
Good mountain-pen peak stands upright and meanders deeply. The peak of the pen stands upright, penetrates the sky and meanders deeply.
The flowers and trees on the two cliffs compete for each other, and several places are loose and green. On the left is a dragon, familiar and tame; The tiger on the right is flat.
Every time I see Tie Niu Geng, I always have money. Birds sing strangely, and the phoenix stands in the morning.
Shi Phosphorus Phosphorus, Bo Jie, weird and awkward, really ugly. There are countless famous mountains in the world, and flowers bloom and fall.
In order to make this Jingyong last forever, the eight parts are motionless at four o'clock. Sincerity is the Three Boundaries Kanyuan Mountain, which nourishes the five elements of water dirty points.
Comments: I admire the author for writing another good flash with different brushstrokes. This time, it highlights its precipitousness, with many rocks and dragons and tigers. This is a work with profound ideas and unique flavor. Wang Yang, Shizhen, Weining Yaohai.
Wang Yang Town, whitebait in the tide enters the hole; Weining Yaohai, the waves turn over the snow and the waves leave the deep. Fire and water are high in the corner, and the East China Sea is high at the top.
Dan Cliff is a strange rock, and the stone wall has been cut off. Dan Cliff and Cai Feng both sound; Before cutting the wall, Kirin lies alone.
Listen to the golden rooster crowing at the top of the mountain, and every dragon in the cave comes and goes. There are deer and foxes in the forest, and there are fairy birds and cranes in the trees.
Yao grass and exotic flowers never fade, and pine and cypress are in Changchun. Xiantao often bears fruit and leaves clouds every time it prunes bamboo.
A ravine is thick with vines, and the grass on all sides is a new color. All rivers will be in Optimus Prime, and the roots of the earth will not move.
Comments: the combination of long and short sentences, all the way down, makes people admire the author's superb language control ability. Between the lines, there is a beautiful and magical Zhong Ling Guo Huashan.
Smoke clouds scatter colors, and the sun and the moon shake the light. A thousand years old Cooper, ten thousand knots pruning.
Millennium Cooper, Ran Ran in the rain; Ten thousand knots of repairs, a valley full of smoke. There are wonderful flowers and brocade outside the door, and the grass on the bridge smells fragrant.
The cliff is abrupt, the moss is moist, and the hanging wall is high and long. I heard about the crane at 7a68696416fe4b893e5b19E313334331373863, and every time I saw Phoenix Xiang.
When the crane clangs, the sound vibrates far away from Jiu Hao; Phoenix rises and its feathers are colorful. Seeing mysterious apes and white deer in the shadows, let the golden lion and jade elephant hide.
Looking at the land of spiritual bliss, it is simply a paradise! Comments: In this passage, the author described the sacredness and solemnity of the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain. He first wrote about the ancient splendor of plants, then the exotic fragrance of flowers, and finally wrote about cranes and phoenixes. Let this Taoist temple be unique and unique.
At that time, I was in Nanjing, and I just started to remember some fragmentary things. There are often beautiful villages in this painting. I quietly walked away from the adults and sat alone on the grass. The leaves of the phoenix tree began to fall, and many mysterious aesthetic feelings fell into my heart.
I was lost at once, and my little heart could hardly bear the excitement. I just picked up a fallen leaf in confusion.
The leaves are yellow-brown and curved, like a boat carrying dreams. There are two beautiful phoenix trees beside the boat, which will last for a long time. Every time there is a gust of wind, I shuttle through the rain of fallen leaves and pick up the plane trees all over the ground.
There must be one or two buttonwood trees that I didn't pick up sprouting on the grass, right? Twenty years later, I seem to hear the distant west wind and the rustling of leaves in the wind. I can also see those boats carrying dreams, sailing on the grassland, sailing in the hope of a seed.
-Appreciation of Zhang Xiaofeng's "Qiu Qiu": This passage expresses the love for buttonwood leaves with beautiful strokes. The onomatopoeic words of "Sasha Vujacic" are vivid and vivid, allowing readers to guess the scene.
Mysterious Beauty describes the characteristics of phoenix tree in autumn, which is mysterious and beautiful. Indus leaves are full of infinite charm and beauty in the author's eyes, which is very infectious. The shape of buttonwood leaves is vividly described by metaphor.
The author describes the color and shape, and compares the leaves to a ship, which has a side. On the ship's side is a buttonwood tree, which fascinates everyone who looks at it and wants to see this beautiful buttonwood tree. The author has a rich imagination and shows the beauty of autumn to the fullest.
Now, as the sun rises, the fog gradually dissipates. vilen looks soft and green, which makes me feel that even if I accidentally fall from this mountain, I won't scratch a piece of skin. If I am bounced twice at most, I will get a green that can't be washed out by a sock. And the river around the foot of the mountain is also green. It is another kind of green, bright, as if mixed with oil. As for the mountain, it's still green, but it's just a bunch of dark green, which makes people feel that no matter where you start, you can't open a crack. People think that even if you dig it down two floors, its green color will not fade.
In addition, my screen window is also green, very light green, really as ethereal as the gauze skirt of ancient beauty under the sunlight. You think, how can I write to you on such a green morning without being full of vibrant green? -Appreciation of Zhang Xiaofeng's Green Letter: The author fully mobilized his vision and touch, and wrote the green in spring.
Metaphors are used in many places, and the images are vivid. I like this passage because it is very warm after reading it.
Where does this warmth come from? I think it flowed from those warm words. "Bright", "rich" and "full of vitality" are more poetic and beautiful because they are written for children. The green color in the author's works seems to be alive and flowing, as if it appeared in the letter.
I like green, too. I like this piece of green written by the author. Their energy makes people feel happy and hopeful.
At this point, the river is already a song. A truckload of corn was piled on the beach.
A cart of millet was piled on the beach. There are bundles of soybeans and baskets of millet on the beach.
It's time to call it a day, and we have to jump into the river, wash, clean and clean again. Healthy tendons and firm breasts are all exposed in your field of vision, which is a charming sculpture.
Even if it is primitive and rough, it is soft and charming, intoxicated with no evil thoughts. Every elderly person has an old story, and that enviable experience, like a woman's sickle, is deeply engraved in her heart.
Therefore, when young people's jokes go with the flow, they only add one sentence occasionally. Although the smile on their lips has not disappeared, they are thinking and calculating in their hearts. Appreciation: This passage is beautifully written, like running water, and it is a vivid picture of autumn harvest: corn, millet, soybean, millet, river beach, young people and old people.
.. Beijing is more beautiful. Scenes blend, and this scene of autumn harvest is more beautiful.
The author has beautiful writing and vivid language, and selected some representative things to express the unique beauty of autumn harvest. I hope it will help you. If you are satisfied, I hope you can adopt it in time ~ ask more questions. I am very optimistic about your answer. A person walking in the moonlight, you will miss it or even worry about it during the day, but you have forgotten it at the moment, and some of you have no time to take care of it or even forget it during the day, but you will remember it clearly.
This beautiful moonlight will make the treasure deep in my heart bloom, and even the pain will become beautiful. But this moonlight is more to make me carefree, relax physically and mentally, and make my breathing slightly even and imperceptible.
I am like a fish swimming in clear water, stealing happiness, floating in the moonlight, sucking the moonlight, absorbing the light, or stopping or wandering, intoxicated by it. -Appreciation of Chen Guohua's Moon in Early Winter: This passage depicts the charming moonlight in early winter by using rhetorical devices such as metaphor, associative imagination, exaggeration and duality.
By the moon, the author seems to have completely integrated into the moonlight. The beauty of moonlight makes memories and pain more beautiful.
The author expresses his feelings of indulging in moonlight with beautiful and delicate brushstrokes, which is vivid and infectious. Compare yourself to a "fish", highlighting the bright moonlight.
Finally, the combination of long and short sentences is full of phonological beauty, and poetic sentences express love and praise for moonlight. The sky is clear, the mountains stretch, and clusters of white flowers are like flowing rivers.
It seems that all life in the world should come by appointment. At this moment, in the sunshine as transparent as honey, they cheered at the same time and rotated at the same time, turning into countless floating points. Such an afternoon full of white flowers always feels deja vu, and always feels that it is an aggregation that can be put into any kind of time and space.
It can be put into the Book of Songs, Chu Ci, classicism and post-impressionism-there should be such an afternoon and such an early summer in any beautiful record of mankind. Appreciation: this passage depicts the beautiful scenery of tung flowers in full bloom with vivid and beautiful brushstrokes, and the vision and hearing are integrated.
6. What is the best way to write a landscape composition? Write a landscape composition? There are not many compositions about scenery these days. If you just write about scenery, there is nothing to see.
It's best to have a good story with mixed feelings and scenes!
Take a look at Wisteria Falls for specific examples! There are still some points in writing about scenery.
The main reason is that the sentence pattern cannot be single, and the long and short sentences are embellished at will, which makes the writing more aesthetic.
Secondly, extract some small sentences and words of travel notes in classical Chinese and write a few words to make the finishing point.
The most important thing is to have a story, otherwise the scenery will not be brilliant.
Also, it is best to write clearly the sense of space, such as from the whole to the part, from far to near, and be clear.