Six Chinese exercises in Jiangsu Education Edition

In a village near mountains and rivers, there lived a pair of good friends, one named Tianle and the other named Xiaoyu. Looking at the paper-cut on the table, I can't help thinking so.

Paper-cutting is a traditional folk craft in China, an ordinary pair of scissors and an ordinary piece of paper, but all kinds of stories are interpreted in the same ordinary hands of artists. Facing the paper-cut on the table, I imagine again.

Tianlejia is a wealthy family in the village. His father earned some money by working in the city. After returning home, he started a cattle farm and lived a colorful life. Xiaoyu's father also went to work in the city, but he fell from a high construction site in an accident and became disabled. Life is a little bitter.

However, Tianle and Xiaoyu are good friends.

It was a Sunday, and Xiaoyu went to herd cattle together. It's a little blue, and white clouds are floating casually. Xiaoyu came to Tianle's home with a backpack. They drove the cows together and walked to the suburbs.

Cattle are eating tender grass leisurely, and Tianle and Xiaoyu are playing on the grass. Tianle looked at the free old cow and asked, "Xiaoyu, can you ride a cow?" Xiaoyu replied that he would not. "Riding a cow is fun, I'll teach you!" Tianle stood up, walked to the old cow and flew on the cow's back. Looking at Tianle, Xiaoyu jumped up, but Xiaoyu fell heavily to the ground again. Tianle bent down from the cow's back and put down a hand. Xiaoyu grabbed Tianle's hand, put his foot on the cow's stomach and climbed hard. Finally, Xiaoyu climbed up the cow's back, and their happy laughter came from the cow's back. When the birds in the sky heard this, they couldn't help landing on the horns, as if they were happy for the cooperation between the two friends!

At sunset, Tianle and Xiaoyu went to the village. Tianle has secretly made up his mind to go home and discuss with his father. Every Sunday, Yu Dou Jr. is allowed to herd cattle with himself and pay Xiaoyu some money. That's Xiaoyu's work-study program!

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Paper-cutting is one of the treasures of China folk culture and art. These colorful, vivid and beautiful paper-cuts are deeply loved by me! Behind every vivid paper-cut, there is a mysterious and wonderful story. Today, I saw a beautiful paper-cut, which is like this: a girl in a colorful skirt, with three beautifully carved ceramic bowls on her head, danced happily in the vibrant wheat field, as if she had a great happy event. I stared at this beautiful paper-cut and couldn't help flapping my white wings and flying to the imaginary kingdom ... In a remote village, there lived a group of poor villagers, and Himalayan girls were one of them. Everyone in the village likes her very much because she is an honest, beautiful, kind and noble girl. In fact, this village was not poor before, but a rich and civilized place. However, just five years ago in the midsummer, it suddenly began to snow quickly. After only five seconds, the whole village was razed to the ground. The next morning, the snow slowly melted, but people were surprised to find that the brick houses they worked so hard to build brick by brick all turned into messy and smelly thatched houses; When they go to farm, they scatter a handful of seeds in the soil and rot. Himalayan girls know that all this is done by snow ghosts. So, after going through all kinds of hardships, she finally found Snow Ghost one day five years later and asked him to change the village back to its original appearance. Because Snow Ghost wanted to keep the Himalayan girl as her own, she answered her like this: "Of course, but I have a request. You must marry me. If you get three bowls of magic water and change the village back to its original state, but don't come back to me within 50 minutes, then you will die in the same place and become a snowy mountain. Ha ha ha ..... "The Himalayan girl stared at Snow Ghost who was grinning, turned around and took the water away. She ran to the highest hillside in the village and carefully sprinkled magical water on every corner of the village. In an instant, the village recovered its original style. Excited, the Himalayan girl piled three bowls together, put them on a hat, twisted her waist and danced a cheerful "top bowl dance". Jumping, jumping, she lost track of time. Fifty minutes later, she suddenly fell to the ground like a flower. Slowly, she became a towering snowy mountain. She is the highest Himalayan mountain in the world, because the lofty character of Himalayan girl's self-sacrifice touched the god of heaven and earth, and God gave her a higher position than heaven; The earth has given her more than the earth, and so far no mountain has exceeded her sacred height!

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Paper-cutting is one of the treasures of China folk culture and art. These colorful, vivid and beautiful paper-cuts are deeply loved by people! Behind every vivid paper-cut, there is a mysterious and moving story. Today I saw a beautiful paper-cut, which is like this: a little girl is studying in a yurt, and colorful flowers and plants are growing outside the yurt. In the face of this paper-cut, I just thought about it, and I couldn't help throwing up my skirt and flying to the kingdom of imagination.

In a village, there is a lovely and beautiful little girl. Her name is Ingmar. She is an orphan and has lived with her grandmother since childhood. She has a good academic record and is the first in her class. Every day after school, she helps her grandmother.

One night, in the yurt, Injima was studying and saw her eyes staring at the book and whispering something. After a while, she put her chin in her hand and meditated. Suddenly, Enigma patted the table and shouted, "I finally understand." Suddenly, the wind blew into the yurt, as if clapping for her.

The next morning, Ingima came outside the yurt as usual to water and fertilize the flowers and plants. At this time, Sister Darina, a neighbor, came over and said kindly to Ingima, "Ingima, you really love your work!" Ma Qi put her hair to her ear and said with a smile, "Sister Darina, don't praise me." . If you praise me again, I'll blush. "What a lovely English Ji Ma!

This paper-cut vividly depicts Ingma on the grassland. I like this paper-cut, and it will grow happily with me.