The story rewrites classical Chinese

1. This story was rewritten in classical Chinese as "Poet Fairy"

In the early days of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai came to Chang 'an from Sichuan. Because no one recommended him, his brilliance has never been appreciated by the court.

One day, Li Bai heard that an important North Korean official wanted to come to the hotel for a drink. I think this will be a good opportunity for me to give my poem to him. So Li Bai came to this hotel early, waiting for He's arrival.

After a while, I saw He and some friends walking into the hotel talking and laughing. Li Bai found a table nearest to him and sat down. Li Bai poured himself a glass of wine, muttered something, and deliberately recited his proud poems from time to time.

When he heard someone chanting poems, Zhang Zhi turned to look at Li Bai. Seeing that Li Bai's demeanor was different, he got up and went over and asked, "Who wrote the good handwriting that Teacher Li recited just now?" Li Bai said, "This is my humble job." With that, he took the opportunity to take out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written the poem "Difficulties in Shu Dao".

He Zhangzhi took it, read it and said, "What a stroke of genius! You are simply a fairy from heaven to earth! " As soon as he was happy, he pulled Li Bai to the table and told the shopkeeper to add more wine and vegetables to drink with Li Bai. When he left to settle the bill with the shopkeeper, He Zhangzhi found that he didn't have enough money on him, so he took down the scarab he was wearing and mortgaged it without hesitation. The two met every day, and Li Bai became famous in one fell swoop.

2. The story of classical Chinese was rewritten as "Poet Fairy". In the early days of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai came to Chang 'an from Sichuan.

Because no one recommended him, his brilliance has never been appreciated by the court. One day, Li Bai heard that an important North Korean official wanted to come to the hotel for a drink.

I think this will be a good opportunity for me to give my poem to him. So Li Bai came to this hotel early, waiting for He's arrival.

After a while, I saw He and some friends walking into the hotel talking and laughing. Li Bai found a table nearest to him and sat down.

Li Bai poured himself a glass of wine, muttered something, and deliberately recited his proud poems from time to time. When he heard someone chanting poems, Zhang Zhi turned to look at Li Bai.

Seeing that Li Bai's demeanor was different, he got up and went over and asked, "Who wrote the good handwriting that Teacher Li recited just now?" Li Bai said, "This is my humble job." With that, he took the opportunity to take out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written the poem "Difficulties in Shu Dao".

He Zhangzhi took it, read it and said, "What a stroke of genius! You are simply a fairy from heaven to earth! " As soon as he was happy, he pulled Li Bai to the table and told the shopkeeper to add more wine and vegetables to drink with Li Bai. When he left to settle the bill with the shopkeeper, He Zhangzhi found that he didn't have enough money on him, so he took down the scarab he was wearing and mortgaged it without hesitation.

The two met every day, and Li Bai became famous in one fell swoop.

3. Rewrite ancient Chinese into vernacular stories. There was a butcher who came home late one night and was chased by a wolf (the ancients were generally simple and omitted the intermediate process).

There was a hut left by a farmer who did farm work at night on the roadside, so he ran to hide in it. The wolf put his paw through the thatched wall (to catch him), and the butcher quickly grabbed the wolf's paw so that it could not leave.

The butcher thought: wolves can't be killed! I only have an inch-long knife, so I cut the skin off the wolf's paw and blew it by blowing pigs. He blew hard for a while, feeling that the wolf didn't move much, so he tied the wolf's claws with a belt.

When the butcher came out of the hut, he saw that the wolf was so angry that his legs were too straight to bend and his mouth could not be closed. So the butcher carried the wolf home.

4. Emperor Yan, the sun god, had a daughter named Nuwa.

Nvwa is smart, cheerful and lively, and Emperor Yan likes her very much. One day, Nu Wa went to the East China Sea in a boat. Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the waves rushed to the girl's boat like a hill, and the boat was immediately overturned.

The poor little Nuwa fell into the sea and was drowned by the sea. Emperor Yan, the sun god, is very sad, but he can't save Nu Wa with his own light and heat, so he is sad alone.

Nu Wa hated that the East China Sea swallowed up her life, but she was also afraid that others would be swallowed up by the sea like her, so her soul became a bird and changed its name to Jingwei, who vowed to fill up the East China Sea. So Jingwei bird flies to Xishan every day to catch a twig or a pebble and throw it into the East China Sea.

From then on, Jingwei bird will fly to the western hills, grab stones and branches and throw them into the East China Sea. Year after year, she never stops. Until today, she is still doing this kind of work.

I haven't had time to recover from rewriting the classical Chinese Wolf into the vernacular story composition. It has been going on for a while, and my heart is on tenterhooks. It is not a way to go on like this. "The butcher confused thinking, so we have to go forward, think twice before meeting the two enemies. Only then did the butcher really understand the intention of the wolf in front, while the other one followed, and the wolf was cut black and blue. After the butcher let go, one continued to chase the butcher. The butcher relaxed a little for a while and was "as fast as lightning". Thinking that there was no way out, he fought with the wolf. His figure is shaking in the ferocious and terrible night, eyeing up, and his eyes are almost closed, giving people a chilling feeling. ...

A butcher with big arms and thick waist was walking alone on his way home. Finally, I decided to give them the remaining bones, so I looked around and killed the wolf. The butcher had to throw another one and unload his baggage. There is firewood piled like a hill in the middle, and the wheat field is very big!

The butcher's heart suddenly became uneasy, and all his bones fell out. He hurried to hide under the firewood? He couldn't help looking back at the firewood pile and striding forward: if we attack him rashly now. After a while, I found a threshing floor hidden inside. I think I can't help it. He was dressed in linen and was attacked behind him. With a flick of the knife, he finally fell in a pool of blood. ...

The butcher is preparing to go home after killing the wolf.

When the butcher planned to arrive, he regarded this place as a "wolf killing field". Unexpectedly, the bone was bitten by one of the wolves. It turned out that another wolf was struggling to make a hole, which was almost full of vegetable fields. The situation is too steep for him to attack easily. Maybe he'll lose his wife and army. But the two greedy wolves followed the butcher as they did at the beginning, carrying a pole, ready to get into here and use the butcher's defenseless skills. The wolf suddenly felt unbearable pain, but he refused to let go. Because business is booming during the day.

The butcher thought it over in his mind, but they ate another one.

The wolf sighed when he saw that the butcher picked up the knife twice and the meat in the bag was snapped up.

The butcher picked up the pole and went home happily. Then he crossed over and said, "Why am I so unlucky today!" " "The butcher was lucky, but there were only a few bones left, so he couldn't help shivering. As he walked humming a ditty, it suddenly occurred to him, "There used to be two wolves, so why is there only one left? "Only the other wolf is squatting like a dog, squatting feebly and dying. Seeing that the battle was about to ask the butcher for food, I saw a vast field not far away, and took out a sharp butcher knife from it and held it in my hand. Thinking in my mind, nothing happened on both sides, and dark clouds covered the moon from time to time. I was troubled by this matter and got into a fight with them. Their eyes sparkled with green light. Suddenly, they found two fierce wolves behind them, thinking that they would open a window at the same time. Ah, just glaring at the butcher, he breathed a sigh of relief: the illusion it created turned out to be tempting himself: "It can be said that when God closes a door. They are alert, thinking about their critical situation, attacking me from front to back, looking very leisurely, showing only * * * and tail. How cunning they are! The butcher saw that the wolf's body was in the middle. If they suddenly attack me now and give the wolf a heavy blow-the wolf's head is split open, I will know that I must not miss this great opportunity when I look carefully. "alas.

The butcher refused to leave when he saw two wolves.