Du Fu's story of looking for flowers by the river alone.

Look for flowers by the river alone and make up a short story.

Spring, the annual spring has returned to China. The lively and lovely birds in the tree chirped and said, "Spring has come, Miss Chun has come back, and the earth has revived. How nice! How beautiful! 」

Yes, the world is really beautiful. You see, the path leading to Huang Si's maiden is full of colorful flowers, which seems to be the mythical "world of flowers and flowers". Their charming fragrance and charming wind attracted many "little guests"-bees, butterflies, moths and beetles ... They brought vitality to the flat and unremarkable path, making it no longer lonely, and even passers-by were reluctant to leave. Butterflies in all kinds of clothes danced as if they were happy for the arrival of old friends. Butterflies fall into the sea of flowers for a while and have a heart-to-heart talk with flowers; Then fly around and play with flowers. It can be seen that the butterfly really doesn't want to leave, even Master Du Fu lingers. Seeing this fairyland-like scenery, I can't help but feel relaxed and happy. Why would I want to leave?

The ability of flowers is really extraordinary! Not only attracted butterflies and poets, but also attracted many "singers"-orioles. They fell among the flowers and chirped a few times, as if to say, "finally found a good place to sing!" " Then I let go of my silvery voice and sang heartily. This euphemistic and harmonious cry made the poet Du Fu immersed in poetry and painting.

A breeze blew, and the flowers came to the nose. A group of beautiful butterflies flew by and danced among the flowers, reluctant to part.

Small and exquisite, beautiful orioles jump around among the flowers, singing beautiful songs. Du Fu was completely intoxicated with the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Du Fu praised: "The flowers of Huang Si's family are really well-deserved and beautiful."

Look for flowers by the river and weave a short story.

Spring, the annual spring has returned to China. The lively and lovely birds in the tree chirped and said, "Spring has come, Miss Chun has come back, and the earth has revived. How nice! How beautiful! 」

Yes, the world is really beautiful. You see, the path leading to Huang Si's maiden is full of colorful flowers, which seems to be the mythical "world of flowers and flowers". Their charming fragrance and charming wind attracted many "little guests"-bees, butterflies, moths and beetles ... They brought vitality to the flat and unremarkable path, making it no longer lonely, and even passers-by were reluctant to leave. Butterflies in all kinds of clothes danced as if they were happy for the arrival of their old friends. Butterflies fall into the sea of flowers for a while and have a heart-to-heart talk with flowers; Then fly around and play with flowers. It can be seen that the butterfly really doesn't want to leave, even Master Du Fu lingers. Seeing this fairyland-like scenery, I can't help but feel relaxed and happy. Why would I want to leave?

The ability of flowers is really extraordinary! Not only attracted butterflies and poets, but also attracted many "singers"-orioles. They fell among the flowers and chirped a few times, as if to say, "finally found a good place to sing!" " Then I let go of my silvery voice and sang heartily. This euphemistic and harmonious cry made the poet Du Fu immersed in poetry and painting.

A breeze blew, and the flowers came to the nose. A group of beautiful butterflies flew by and danced among the flowers, reluctant to part.

Small and exquisite, beautiful orioles jump around among the flowers, singing beautiful songs. Du Fu was completely intoxicated with the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Du Fu praised: "The flowers of Huang Si's family are really well-deserved and beautiful."

A story of 100 words, looking for flowers alone by the river.

One day, it was sunny and sunny. Du Fu got up early in the morning. Today, the great poet Du Fu is in a particularly good mood. Suddenly, he had an idea: "People say that Huang Si's family is in bloom. I must go and see it today." So he walked alone by the river and walked happily to the Huangsi family.

When he arrived at Huang Si's maiden, he secretly admired: What a lot of flowers! It can really be said that this place is a world of flowers and an ocean of flowers. The path is covered with dense flowers. Colorful flowers are particularly beautiful, white as snow, red as chardonnay and yellow as gold. ...

Flowers are as big as bowls, bending branches, and small flowers are in bud like beans.

When the breeze blows, the flowers smell sweet. Among the flowers, butterflies danced and refused to leave for a long time.

Beautiful, beautiful little orioles are singing sweet songs on the branches, and they are still jumping happily on the branches.

Du Fu saw this beautiful scenery and said to himself, "The flowers of Huang Si's maiden really live up to their reputation. It's beautiful. "

So he immediately wrote the poem "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River":

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

The whole poem "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" (in front of the Yellow Sect Pagoda)

Original: Come.

In front of Miss Huang's tower, the river flows eastward, and the spring light source is lazy and sleepy on the breeze.

Clusters of peach blossoms bloom by the river. Are they dark red or light red?

Translation:

I came to the east bank of the river in front of Huangshi Tower, sleepy and lazy, bathed in the warm spring breeze.

A peach blossom with no owner is in full bloom. Should I love crimson or light red?

Author: Tang Du Fu

(4) Extended reading of Du Fu's stories:

This group of poems was written in the spring of the 2nd year of Shangyuan in Tang Suzong (76 1) or the first year of Baoying in Tang Daizong (762) after Du Fu settled in Chengdu Caotang. In the first year of Shangyuan (760), Du Fu lived in Chengdu, Sichuan, and built a thatched cottage beside Huanhuaxi in the western suburbs, looking for a temporary residence.

Judging from the title of the poem, there are rivers, flowers and characters in the poem. The first sentence of the poem explains the place and mentions the river; The second sentence explains the time, that is, spring, and describes the poet's laziness and drowsiness. Why are you lazy? It turned out to be because of harmonious spring and warm spring breeze.

Just as the poet wanted to have a rest in the spring breeze, he felt his eyes shine. Clusters of peach blossoms in different shades bloom by the river, and the poet's spirit is also refreshed. The phrase "lovely crimson loves pale red" not only writes the scene of peach blossom, but also adds bright color to the picture. And through poetry, we seem to see the poet enjoying pondering and dazzling expression among peach blossoms.

The story of finding flowers by the river is urgent.

One day, it was sunny and sunny. Du Fu got up early in the morning. Today, the great poet Du Fu is in a particularly good mood. Suddenly, he had an idea: "People say that Huang Si's family is in bloom. I must go and see it today." So he walked alone by the river and walked happily to Huang Si's maiden.

When he arrived at Huang Si's maiden, he secretly admired: What a lot of flowers! It can really be said that this place is a world of flowers and an ocean of flowers. The path is covered with dense flowers. Colorful flowers are particularly beautiful, white as snow, red as chardonnay and yellow as gold. ...

Flowers are as big as bowls, bending branches, and small flowers are in bud like beans.

When the breeze blows, the flowers smell sweet. Among the flowers, butterflies danced and refused to leave for a long time.

Beautiful, beautiful little orioles are singing sweet songs on the branches, and they are still jumping happily on the branches.

Du Fu saw this beautiful scenery and said to himself, "The flowers of Huang Si's maiden really live up to their reputation. It's beautiful. "

So he immediately wrote the poem "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River":

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

Looking for flowers by the river alone was compiled into a short story.

The poet walked alone on a country road, watching the path around Huang Si's maiden's house full of colorful flowers, and thousands of flowers bent the branches low. The frolicking butterflies don't want to hover and dance, and the free little orioles sing tactfully.

Rewrite "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" into a short story

The first sentence "Huang Siniang's home is full of flowers" points out the place to find flowers. A "path" is a path. "Flowers are all over the path" means that many flowers cover the path and connect it. The second sentence is "a thousand flowers are low." "A hundred flowers blossom" describes a large number. The words "pressure" and "low" in "Pressing branches low" are used very aptly and vividly, vividly depicting the dense, large and numerous flowers in spring, which bend the branches. This sentence is the embodiment of the word "full" in the previous sentence The third sentence, "There is a butterfly dance". "Linglian" describes butterflies flying around and reluctant to leave. Write the bright fragrance of spring flowers from the side. In fact, the poet was also attracted by colorful spring flowers and stayed. The fourth sentence is "Jiao Ying chirps". "Jiao" is a description of Ying Ge's softness and roundness. "Chen Wenjing Ti" means that when the poet came to enjoy the flowers, the oriole was singing. Just because the poet was happy, he took it for granted that oriole sang for himself. This is the same as the previous sentence, saying that butterflies are attached to spring flowers, which is empathy. Because the poet successfully used this technique to integrate things with me and create a scene, this little poem is more intimate and interesting to read.

Spring, the annual spring has returned to China. The lively and lovely birds in the tree chirped and said, "Spring has come, Miss Chun has come back, and the earth has revived. How nice! How beautiful! 」

Yes, the world is really beautiful. You see, the path leading to Huang Si's maiden is full of colorful flowers, which seems to be the mythical "world of flowers and flowers". Their charming fragrance and charming wind attracted many "little guests"-bees, butterflies, moths, beetles ... They brought vitality to the flat and unremarkable path, making it no longer lonely, and even passers-by were reluctant to leave. Butterflies in all kinds of clothes danced as if they were happy for the arrival of their old friends. Butterflies fall into the sea of flowers for a while and have a heart-to-heart talk with flowers; Then fly around and play with flowers. It can be seen that the butterfly really doesn't want to leave, even Master Du Fu lingers. Seeing this fairyland-like scenery, I can't help but feel relaxed and happy. Why would I want to leave?

The ability of flowers is really extraordinary! Not only attracted butterflies and poets, but also attracted many "singers"-orioles. They fell among the flowers and chirped a few times, as if to say, "finally found a good place to sing!" " Then I let go of my silvery voice and sang heartily. This euphemistic and harmonious cry made the poet Du Fu immersed in poetry and painting.

A breeze blew, and the flowers came to the nose. A group of beautiful butterflies flew by and danced among the flowers, reluctant to part.

Small and exquisite, beautiful orioles jump around among the flowers, singing beautiful songs. Du Fu was completely intoxicated with the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Du Fu praised: "The flowers of Huang Si's family are really well-deserved and beautiful."

Make up a story in Looking for Flowers Alone by the River.

One day, it was sunny and sunny. Du Fu got up early in the morning. Today, the great poet Du Fu is in a particularly good mood. Suddenly, he had an idea: "People say that Huang Si's family is in bloom. I must go and see it today." So he walked alone by the river and walked happily to Huang Si's maiden.

When he arrived at Huang Si's maiden, he secretly admired: What a lot of flowers! It can really be said that this place is a world of flowers and an ocean of flowers. The path is covered with dense flowers. Colorful flowers are particularly beautiful, white as snow, red as chardonnay and yellow as gold. ...

Flowers are as big as bowls, bending branches, and small flowers are in bud like beans.

When the breeze blows, the flowers smell sweet. Among the flowers, butterflies danced and refused to leave for a long time.

Beautiful, beautiful little orioles are singing sweet songs on the branches, and they are still jumping happily on the branches.

Du Fu saw this beautiful scenery and said to himself, "The flowers of Huang Si's maiden really live up to their reputation. It's beautiful. "

So he immediately wrote the poem "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River":

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

What is the full text of Du Fu's poem "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"

I. Original text

Looking for flowers by the river alone

Don du fu

First of all:

The spring flowers by the river bother me so much that I have to go everywhere.

He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.

Secondly,

Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring.

But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.

third

There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers.

I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.

Fourth.

Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy.

Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?

Fifth.

The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.

Clusters of peach blossoms bloom by the river. Are they dark red or light red?

Sixth.

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

Seventh.

Love flowers don't want to die, but they are afraid to spend all their years urging each other.

It's easy to drop flowers when flowers bloom to the peak. Bud, please discuss it slowly.

Second, the vernacular translation

one

I was so bored by the spring flowers by the river that I had nowhere to tell my heart, so I had to wander around.

My neighbor came to Nannan to find a drinking partner, but his bed was empty and he went out to drink ten days ago.

Secondly,

Flowers and flowers are winding around the river like brilliant flowers, and I am really afraid of spring when I walk askew.

But at present, poetry and wine can still be driven away by me, and there is no need to have any psychological burden on me.

third

There are two or three families living in the quiet bamboo forest next to the deep river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers.

I have a place to repay the splendid spring scenery, and the Joan oars in the hotel can send away my years.

Fourth.

Looking to the east at the smoky city, the tall glistening restaurant is even more eye-catching.

Who can bring me wine to drink and call beautiful people to sing, laugh and dance on holidays?

Fifth.

I came to the east bank of the river in front of Huangshi Tower, sleepy and lazy, bathed in the warm spring breeze.

A peach blossom with no owner is in full bloom. Should I love crimson or light red?

Sixth.

The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground.

The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.

Seventh.

It's not that I love flowers to death, but that I'm afraid I'll be forced to move to my old place if I run out of flowers.

Flowers are easy to fall off when they are in full bloom. Buds, please discuss and open slowly.