Use the sixth step to find flowers by the river to write a composition.

1. Looking for flowers by the river (400) The path around Huang Siniang's family is full of colorful flowers.

There are so many flowers that the branches are bent down.

The playful butterfly doesn't want to fly around,

Free and charming (lovely) orioles call harmoniously and beautifully.

It's spring, and I'm enjoying flowers by the river alone.

Go, go, go until you come to Huang Si's family.

Many flowers planted by Huang Sinian's family are colorful, competing with each other and blooming like flowers in the sea of flowers.

There are so many flowers that the branches are hanging down, tightly enclosing the whole path.

Flocking butterflies seem to be attracted by flowers and keep flying. How happy they are!

The oriole laughed when he saw the butterfly having such a good time, but he was not to be outdone. Sing a sweet song among the flowers.

It's really a scene of spring.

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."

2. Rewrite the sixth part "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" into a narrative, with about 500 words. One day in March in the spring, the poet Du Fu was walking by the river, so uncomfortable. Suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance, tempting him to move forward involuntarily. For an instant, Du Fu was in front of a humble hut in the country, which reminded the poet Du Fu of the flowers on the road. He guessed that the owner of this hut must be a flower lover.

After a while, a mountain village woman came out of the house and saw her carrying a wooden bucket and wearing coarse clothes. When he saw the poet Du Fu standing in front of his hut, he smiled and invited Du Fu to sit down and talk with the poet. From the chat, Du Fu learned that the middle-aged woman's name was Huang Siniang, but she was a flower lover and there were countless flowers at home. Du Fu stayed in Italy until the hut was full of flowers, and all kinds of flowers were in full bloom in the sun. Flowers press the branches like bows, and a breeze blows, and the branches shake, sending wisps of fragrance from time to time. There are several butterflies hovering among the flowers, dancing gracefully. It seems to say, "Look, our poet Du Fu is here. Let's enjoy the flowers together! " Du Fu was meditating when there was a crisp "cha-cha" sound in his ear. He looked up and saw several beautiful and lovely orioles singing in the branches, as if singing a wonderful spring hymn.

3. Rewrite the composition "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" [Rewrite the composition "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside"] Du Fu's maiden Huangsi family is full of flowers and thousands of flowers are low. Rewrite the composition "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River". Butterflies have been dancing, and charming songbirds are singing freely. I was walking alone on the riverside road, and happened to pass by Huang Siniang's door, like a flower, I thought to myself. By the way, I chatted with Huang Siniang. I walked carefully into the yard and was about to knock at the door. Suddenly, I saw through the window that Huang Siniang was in a hurry, so I took back my hand ready to knock at the door with lightning speed, thinking: Huang Siniang is so busy, how can I step in? I left in frustration and wrote the composition "Rewriting the Composition of Searching for Flowers Alone by the River" in the sixth grade of primary school. I was puzzled, so I kept walking. I was surprised to find that the flowers in Huang Si's family were very lush, and clusters of flowers covered the path like a piece of cloth, so I had to walk carefully to avoid dangerous accidents. There were so many flowers on the roadside that I almost bent the branches, so I walked into the flowers. They are so comfortable. It's good to dance in this colorful world. When I watched this beautiful dance, I seemed to see Huang Siniang dancing in a tuxedo and skirt ... The wonderful song "Haw ... Haw ... Haw" woke me up from my daydream, and I tapped my feet with the melody of this song. I rewrote the composition of Watching Flowers Alone by the River by 400 words.

4. The sixth song "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" was rewritten into a composition. One day, the sunset gave off a charming afterglow, but Du Fu was very depressed. He heard that the flowers of the Huangsi family were beautiful, so he pushed open the door and decided to go out to enjoy the flowers for fun. Walking on the path to Huang Si's family, my eyes suddenly lit up. I found that her flowers really deserved their reputation, including pink peach blossoms, purple Phalaenopsis and bright red roses ... they were really as red as fire, as pink as Chardonnay and as yellow as gold. These flowers compete with each other, one is more beautiful than the other, and they are in full bloom. Thousands of flowers hold down the branches and look shaky. At this time, a refreshing river wind blew, and the petals fell like butterflies flying in the air. The beautiful scenery attracted several flowers, who flew and circled in the air, unwilling to leave. Lovely and beautiful orioles also flew by, standing on the treetops, singing happy and beautiful songs.

When Du Fu saw this scene, the sadness in his heart suddenly flew to the outside of the cloud nine and disappeared without a trace. So he started writing this poem:

Looking for flowers by the river alone

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

One day in March in the spring, the poet Du Fu was walking by the river, so uncomfortable. Suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance, tempting him to move forward involuntarily. For a moment, Du Fu reminded the poet Du Fu of the flowers on the road in front of a humble hut in the country. He guessed that the owner of this hut must be a flower lover. A woman from a mountain village came out of the house and saw her carrying a wooden bucket and wearing coarse cloth. When he saw the poet Du Fu standing in front of his hut, he smiled and invited Du Fu to sit down and talk with the poet. From the chat, Du Fu learned that the middle-aged woman's name is Huang Siniang, and she loves flowers. There are countless flowers at home. Du Fu stayed in Italy until the hut was full of flowers, and all kinds of flowers were blooming in the sun. Competing to open up. Flowers press the branches like bows. A breeze blew, the branches swayed, and from time to time, it sent a faint fragrance. Several butterflies kept circling and dancing on the flowers. It seems to say, "Look, our poet Du Fu is here. Let's enjoy the flowers together!" " Du Fu was lost in thought, and the crisp voice of "Cha Cha" came from his ear. He looked up and saw several beautiful and lovely orioles singing in the branches, as if singing a wonderful spring hymn. I am depressed and ready to go to the river for fun. The willows by the river covered the dazzling sunshine, the breeze blew, and the weeping willows danced their enchanting bodies to meet us. Walking by the river, the breeze is blowing in my face. Seeing bundles of small flowers, colorful, I suddenly felt a lot better. I squatted down and looked at them carefully. They are so serene and calm, but they have not lost their beauty and been ignored. I got up and walked on, and saw a large flower cluster, but they were so gorgeous that almost everyone could see them, but they were not tacky and refreshing. Really, I'm walking in the ocean of flowers.

6. In 706 AD, the poet Du Fu lived in Chengdu, Sichuan Province, and built a thatched cottage beside Huanhuaxi in the western suburbs. He is in a good mood for the time being. In the spring season, he walked alone on the river bank to enjoy flowers. On this day, it was sunny and sunny. Du Fu walked alone by the river. Flowers in reeds, neighbors of Huangsi's maiden garden, are smiling in the spring breeze, which makes people love each other. Flowers covered the path and connected them. Du Fu wanted to count how many, but those delicate spring flowers were blooming one by one, almost tens of millions, but many! The flowers are thick and dense, big and numerous, and the branches are seriously bent! Du Fu enjoyed the beautiful flowers and was intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers. At this time, he saw many butterflies flying around in their clothes, dancing in the flowers, falling into the sea to talk for a while, flying again and playing with the flowers. Butterflies hover over the flowers, unwilling to go home. The charm of flowers is really great! Even the great poet Du Fu couldn't bear to leave! Flowers not only attract butterflies and poets, but also attract "singers" like Huang Li. They landed among the flowers and sang loudly in this beautiful scenery. Du fu looked at the beautiful scenery of birds and flowers, and all his worries vanished at once. He only felt the fragrance coming on his face and the beautiful song ringing in his ears. It feels so good! Du Fu suddenly had an epiphany, went home and took out Four Treasures of the Study, and wrote the sixth poem "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River": Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Even butterflies dance from time to time, and the charming Yingying just cries at home.

7. "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" was rewritten as a spring prose with the word 100, and the annual spring 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". They attract many "little guests"-bees, butterflies, moths, beetles ... They bring vitality to the plain path with their charming fragrance and enchanting wind advice. After a while, I flew, circled and played with flowers. I can see that Butterfly really doesn't want to leave, even Master Du Fu is reluctant to leave. 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 crow immersed the poet Du Fu 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 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: "Huang.

8. Do me a favor and write a 300-word composition on "The Sixth Step of Looking for Flowers by the River". Warm spring is coming, and the sun shines softly on the earth.

Today, I have nothing to do, so I went for a walk by the river. Walking, I suddenly found countless flowers on her winding path.

There are so many flowers here! MengMeng, grinning, all kinds. There are so many colorful flowers here! There are white, red and yellow ... there are so many flowers here! Surrounded by flowers, it is like a natural barrier.

Many flowers bent the branches. The lingering butterflies there are like a group of dancing elves, and the free little warbler keeps singing cheerful songs, so tactfully and beautifully.

If you can live in such a poetic place, it is really like living in a paradise.