Choose a poem from Shepherd Boy, Boat Crossing, and Qingpingle Village Residence and rewrite it into a short essay.

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, who is 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 …

It's a sunny morning. Green land, warm sun, green willows and red flowers are spring scenery everywhere.

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. On the eaves, a pair of birds are singing a beautiful Haruka, with a voice as clear as a silver bell.

In the room, Gao Ding, a poet who had just been immersed in a beautiful dream, was awakened by the singing of birds. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that it was already dawn. So Gao Ding immediately got dressed and got up. The moment he opened the door, he was completely intoxicated with the beautiful scenery of spring in front of him. He couldn't help but open his arms and close his eyes, breathing in the intoxicating breath of spring, as if he himself were in it. At this time, in the face of such a beautiful spring, Gao Ding immediately sprouted the idea of sketching.

After cleaning up, Gao Ding packed his bags and set off.

Along the way, birds sang with him and butterflies danced with him. The gentle wind blew on his face, and the fragrant flowers made him more interested. Come to a clearing not far from the river bank, Gao Ding stopped. "This is really a treasure house of painting!" While talking to himself excitedly, he happily took out his tools and devoted himself to painting the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Green grass flourishes in the sun; Crowds of orioles chase and play happily in the sky. The willows on the shore can't help swinging their soft branches and dancing with the rhythm of spring. At this time, a warm east wind blew, blowing laughter and a group of lively figures. It turns out that children learn early today, and everyone unanimously decided to fly kites in the east wind. "Fly a kite!" In the cheers of everyone, colorful kites flew into the blue sky. At the moment, children are like the spirits of spring, chasing and playing freely in the spring breeze. ...

Gao Ding looked at the beautiful scenery of harmonious coexistence between man and nature, and couldn't help but be poetic and wrote in the painting-

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

The poem "The Shepherd Boy" shows us a vivid picture of a shepherd boy returning home at night: the vast Yuan Ye is covered with green grass; The evening breeze is blowing the weeds. I haven't seen the shepherd boy come back yet, but I first heard the melodious and approaching flute of the shepherd boy coming from the wind. The flute sounded intermittently and fluttered with the wind. The shepherd boy came back and had a good meal. It's already after dusk. He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay in the open field to rest on a moonlit night. There are scenes, feelings, characters and voices in the poem. This vivid scene appears in our field of vision from far and near.

2. Text analysis.

(1) "The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the night wind rings three or four times." Poetry gives us visual and auditory feelings. Looking around, the grass on the vilen is lush; Listen to the flute in the evening breeze. The word "paving" shows the lush grass and the gentle and comfortable feeling of grassland; The word "Nong" shows a kind of interest, conveying the intermittent and melodious flute sound in the wind and the meaning of the shepherd boy playing the flute. The vastness of grassland paves the way for the appearance of shepherd boy, and the melodious flute makes us imagine the relaxed and leisurely mood of shepherd boy after a day's work. If you don't see the shepherd boy, smell his voice first, giving people unlimited imagination. Of course, the "six or seven miles" and "three or four sounds" here are not exact figures, just to highlight the vastness of Yuan Ye and the silence of the countryside in the evening.

(2) "After returning to a full meal at dusk, don't take off the hemp fiber and lie in the moonlight." After changing a pen, the poet began to write the rest of the stuffed shepherd boy. A shepherd boy with the earth as his bed and the sky as his account, who eats when he is hungry and sleeps when he is sleepy, has no attachments and is free. There is no scene of family gathering, no scene of partners playing, and the full shepherd boy doesn't even take off his hemp fiber and lies on the grass on a moonlit night. Are you tired and want to lie down and stretch? You like the scenery in the moonlight. Do you want to enjoy it? Looking up at the bright moon, what would the shepherd boy think? Or fell asleep without thinking about anything ... the poet seems to have just written down what he saw, but we can't help thinking.

Grassland, flute, moonlit night and shepherd boy, just like a bleak ink painting, make our hearts feel quiet. The poem "The Shepherd Boy" not only makes us feel the peace and tranquility of life, but also makes us feel the freedom and natural relaxation of the shepherd boy's mind. During the day, cows and shepherds are friends, and at night, it's really like living in a paradise. Of course, through poetry, we can also see the author's pursuit of spiritual world, a yearning for a happy life away from the noise.

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This poem describes what the poet saw and heard when he passed Anren by boat.

This poem is as simple as a word, full of fun, showing the childlike behavior of two carefree little fishermen and the whimsy of an only child. Here is what the author saw: there are two children on a small fishing boat. They put away the bamboo poles and stopped the oars. Some authors also realized: Oh, no wonder they also carry umbrellas when it doesn't rain. At first, they wanted to use an umbrella to let the wind push the boat forward.

2. Text analysis.

(1) "A fishing boat with two children stopped on board." This may have been discovered by the poet at a glance. Of course, the two children soon caught his attention. Why? Because although they were sitting in the boat, they didn't go boating, the sparrows were put away, and the oars stopped there. Isn't that strange? It can be seen that the author's mood at this time is carefree and happy, so he noticed what the two children did.

(2) "It's strange to open an umbrella when it doesn't rain, instead of covering your head, it creates wind." Here, the story of two children playing umbrellas seen by the poet is omitted, and the doubts in the author's heart are omitted, and the joy of solving doubts is directly written. How did you untie it? Perhaps the poet saw the child's abnormal behavior and began to observe and think more carefully. Of course, the result was an epiphany: Oh, no wonder they also carry umbrellas when it doesn't rain. At first, they wanted to use an umbrella to let the wind push the boat forward. You can also ask two children directly, and the children will tell him the reason. Anyway, knowing the reason, the author must be heartless. For Warawako's cleverness and their naivety and childishness, he happily picked up a pen and recorded this childlike scene.

Yang Wanli writes pastoral poems and is very good at using children's childlike innocence to touch the poetic realm. His "New Town Xugong Store" (hedges are sparse all the way, and the trees are not shaded. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. ) "Two quatrains on a nap in early summer" (1) plum sour teeth, banana green screen window. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. (2) A half-bow moss grows in the shade of pine trees, and occasionally he wants to read and is lazy. Bored, I went to the fountain to water the banana. The pattering sound startled the children who were playing. They thought it suddenly began to rain. You can refer to it. The difference is that the boat crossing Anren focuses directly on children, and the whole poem is about children's childish behavior. Yang Wanli's love for children is beyond words, and he praised the cleverness of the two Warawako players. Of course, we can also see the poet's childlike innocence.

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. 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 and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. -Qingpingle Village Residence; Xin Qiji

Low eaves and huts. The stream is gurgling and the shore is covered with green grass. For a while, I covered my eyes and talked, but also with a little drunkenness, kindness and beauty! Whose house is this? A pair of white-haired fathers and grandmothers. Eldest son, weeding in the bean field on the east bank of the stream. The second son is knitting a chicken coop. What a good skill! The youngest son is lying by the stream peeling lotus flowers. He is a lovely and naughty guy.

The word "lie" is really the most wonderful one. It tells the story of children lying on the stream peeling lotus leaves, which makes the characters lifelike and the artistic conception intriguing.