The one who seeks hermit is not found, making up a story 400

1. A 400-word story about those who seek hermitage.

The first one: In the Tang Dynasty, there was a poet named Jia Dao. One day, the weather was clear and the sky was full of water. Jia Dao was going to visit an old friend who lived in seclusion in the mountains. Jia Dao walked toward the mountains and forests with brisk steps in an excited mood.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Jia Dao asked passers-by about where his old friend lived. Soon, he saw a small hut in the forest in the distance, with dozens of trees in front of it. Under the lush pine trees, a boy was sweeping the floor. "It's time." Thinking of this, Jia Dao hurriedly took a few steps and asked the child: "Is your master at home?"

"My master went up the mountain to collect herbs."

"Do you know which mountain it is on?" Jia Dao was a little disappointed.

"It's on this mountain." The boy replied.

"That's good! I'll go to the mountain to find him." Jia Dao said happily.

"It's just that the mountains are so cloudy and foggy that you can't find my master at all."

The boy's words completely disappointed Jia Dao. Jia Dao slowly walked down the mountain with regret.

While walking on the road, Jia Dao felt inspired and recited a poem that has been passed down through the ages - "The one who is looking for hermitage will not be found"

"Panasonic asked the boy and asked the teacher to collect medicine. Go.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where to go. ”

The second one:

Those who seek hermitage will not find them (rewritten)

< p> Panasonic asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.

Last night’s misty spring rain gave the mountains a bath. Moistened by the rain, it looks more beautiful and refined. Green wheat seedlings, golden rapeseed flowers, pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms, green willow leaves... dotted in the green mountain forest. The vast white mist shrouded the entire mountain, as if the entire forest was covered with a vast white veil, just like the legendary Lingshan Mountain, wrapped in clouds and mist. The shoots sprouted out of the ground one by one, looking around curiously. He, Jia Dao, walked with a relaxed pace on the stone-paved mountain path, happily visiting his close friend who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and had not seen him for many years.

When it was almost noon, Jia Dao finally saw his best friend's home - a thatched house surrounded by a long bamboo fence and a tall pine tree next to it. Under the pine tree There was a boy who was cleaning the courtyard. When Jia Dao saw it, he excitedly walked to the foot of the pine tree. He held his hands and asked politely: "Excuse me, little master, is your master at home?" The boy looked at Jia Dao curiously before replying, "You are really here at the right time." "It's a coincidence that my master is not here." Jia Dao asked anxiously, "Where is your master?" "My master went to the mountain to collect herbs." Jia Dao followed closely and asked, "Do you know where it is on the mountain?" The boy pointed to the mountain and said, "It's a majestic mountain surrounded by clouds and mist. I don't know where my master is." Jia Dao listened. He sighed and said regretfully: "We have not seen each other for more than ten years as good friends. This time, I came all the way here to visit his old man, but he went up the mountain to collect medicine. Little master, then When will your master come back?" "Sir, my master won't come back until dark at least at night." After hearing this, Jia Dao said to the boy, "I can't wait any longer at night, so I'll leave first and wait for your master. When you come back, please say hello to his old man for me, and say that Jia Dao came to visit him and said goodbye to the little master."

Jia Dao left the thatched house full of regrets after coming a long way without meeting his best friend. Down the mountain. Only the big tree next to the thatched cottage, the pine tree, watched Jia Dao off, as if he was bidding farewell to Jia Dao for his master...

2. Make "The Hermit Seekers Are Not Encountered" into a short story (required Shorter)

The author Jia Dao went to visit a hermit, but only saw the ninja’s apprentice. The apprentice told him that the master was collecting herbs in the mountains, but he didn’t know where he was in the mountains because of the clouds

3. Make up a story about "Those who seek hermitage are not found"

One day, the weather was sunny and cloudless. The poet Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty thought of his seclusion in the mountains. Friend, I wanted to meet him in the mountains. So, he packed his luggage and walked happily to his friend's house.

Along the way, the scenery is beautiful and charming. In the mountain forest, pine forests are sparse and clear, gurgling streams are crystal clear, dense bamboo forests are verdant, and pine trees are tall and tall, and birds are singing sweetly. Jia Dao couldn't help but sigh: "The environment where my friend lives in seclusion is so beautiful. He is here You must be living well here."

When I arrived at the hermit's home, it was not the hermit himself who came out to greet him, but his boy. I saw this boy wearing cloth, holding a branch in his hand, and followed by a Dalmatian dog. Jia Dao went up to him and asked, "Hello, where is your husband?"

The boy replied, "My husband has gone to the mountains to collect medicine."

Jia Dao's heart Another glimmer of hope arose: "Then do you know where he is?"

"I don't know, he is only in this mountain, filled with clouds and mist, deep in the forest, I don't know where he is.

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Jia Dao turned around and left with a little regret, but he thought to himself: Although I didn’t meet him this time, the scenery in this area is charming. I just came here for an outing, and it’s not in vain. Okay.

The high mountains are shrouded in mist, the grass that has slept all night is greedily sucking the nectar, and the birds are singing to welcome the sun that is about to burst out. A person walks out of the thin mist. This is the poet Jia Dao.

The mountain is overgrown with weeds, and a winding path stretches to the horizon. The flowers on the roadside are blooming, colorful and beautiful, and bees and butterflies dance among the flowers from time to time. At the foot of the mountain, a stream gurgled, and there were rows of houses, vegetable gardens, woods, fields...everywhere was filled with a leisurely pastoral atmosphere.

Jia Dao paced, frowning. On the mountain road, he looked around from time to time, as if he was looking for something, and he looked preoccupied. The fresh air on the mountain, the beautiful birdsong, the fragrance of the soil, and the beautiful scenery could not drive away the depression in Jia Dao's heart. .

It turned out that Jia Dao was going to visit a hermit, but he couldn't find him. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Under a tall pine tree, there was a boy who was reading a book intently. In the novel, Jia Dao thought: Maybe this child is the hermit's boy. He quickened his pace, walked to the boy's side, and asked kindly: "Excuse me, boy, is your master living in seclusion here?" The boy put down the reading book in his hand, looked at Jia Dao, and nodded. Jia Dao asked again: "Then do you know where your master has gone?" The boy said: "I don't quite understand... Oh, maybe he is at the top of the mountain!" Jia Dao asked eagerly: "Then do you know what your master is going to do?" The boy thought for a moment and replied: "The master went over there to collect medicine, but I don't know exactly where he went." ”

Jia Dao looked up at the top of the mountain and saw clouds and mist surrounding it. He could vaguely see a figure shaking, but it immediately disappeared into the endless clouds and mist...

Jia Dao looked into the distance and couldn't help but admired: "Ah! What a noble, quiet and leisurely life! "So, he became very interested in poetry and wrote this poem - "He who seeks hermitage is not found":

Matsushita asked the boy,

The teacher went to collect medicine.< /p>

Only in this mountain,

Nowhere is known in the depths of the clouds

4. A 400-word essay on those who seek hermitage

"The little hermit is hidden in this place." In the wild, a great hermit hides in the city." It is said that a virtuous and talented man who is proud of his talents hides in the mountains and forests to cultivate his moral character and cultivate his character away from the hustle and bustle of the world. He pursues his personal leisure and relaxation. This is "hermitage" in form, but a true great hermit will choose Tempering in the secular world enables one's soul to be purified and sublimated;

We look for hermits mainly to learn their talents and methods of self-cultivation, and the so-called hermits are generally withdrawn, in order not to let the world of mortals Contamination means hiding and hiding, so people usually don’t find it. It’s normal not to meet those seeking hermits. In fact, you don’t have to stick to seeking hermits. There are masters in the mountains and wilds, and there are also dragons and tigers hiding in the market. Instead of pursuing the legendary master hermit , it is better to integrate into society, there are countless talented people in all walks of life, specialize in skills, and be the best in every profession; if there are three people walking together, there must be someone who can teach me. The elites in these industries are actually hidden in the market. They Stand out in the industry and quietly integrate into society; when we lament that we don’t meet the hermits, why don’t we not recognize the hermits who are right in front of us? We are often influenced by one-sided dominant consciousness, blinded by superficial appearances, and lost. Opportunities to truly understand things as they are.

Therefore, it is not that the hermits are not encountered, but that the hermits are in front of them and they do not know. The starting point of the hermits is good, in order to learn more knowledge and talents, but You also need to take off your colored glasses, and it is not difficult to find that there are many hermits around you, and their greatness is even more evident in the ordinary.

5. Make a story out of the ancient poem "The seeker of hermits will not meet you". 400 words are required. Thank you! I'm in a hurry.

First read the translation, and then add some of your imagination and the mood of the characters in the poem

6. Rewrite the composition "The one who seeks hermitage is not found" in 400 words

< p> In the summer afternoon, the sun was scorching. Jia Dao finally had time to visit a sage who he had admired for a long time and lived in seclusion in the mountains.

Jia Dao came to the front of the mountain and saw a winding path "lying down" "In the mountains and forests, when Jia Dao thought that he was going to see the wise man he had admired for a long time, he walked happily along the gravel road. Along the way, there were green grass, flowers everywhere, a large waterfall flying down, and the clear spring water was like a mirror. In Under the coordination of the sun, the waterfall is colorful, like a fairy's ribbon, long and bright.

Jia Dao was enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, and unknowingly, Jia Dao saw a small farmyard with smoke coming from the cooking pots. Jia Dao thought to himself: It is very quiet here. Although it is simple, it is very rich in connotation. This must be the thatched house of the wise man! Jia Dao straightened his clothes and walked closer. At this time, a well-dressed man about ten years old appeared. The little boy, holding a wooden stick in one hand and a bucket in the other, was boiling water for his master! When he saw Jia Dao, he bowed respectfully.

"Excuse me, sir, what are you doing?" ?"

"I" did not dare to neglect, and quickly returned the gift to the boy and said: "I want to find your master."

"Sir, it is a bad luck for you to come, my master. I have already gone to the mountains to collect herbs."

"Sigh." I was a little disappointed, but Jia Dao still wanted to know the whereabouts of the sage, so he asked with a glimmer of hope: "May I ask where your master went to collect herbs? "?"

The boy pointed to the mountain in front and said, "Master is in that mountain."

"Well, where is your master going in that mountain?" Did you collect the medicine?"

The boy shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! Sir, that mountain is shrouded in mist, and I don't know where the master went to collect the medicine."

I looked towards the mountain, and it was indeed cloudy and misty! "I" said disappointedly: "It's an unlucky time to come here! Alas! What a pity! I'm sorry to bother you."

7. Weave "The One Who Seeks Hermitage Is Not Encountered" into a story

One day, the weather was sunny and cloudless. Jia Dao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, thought of his friend who lived in seclusion in the mountains, and wanted to go to the mountains. Meet him. So, he packed his luggage and walked happily to his friend's house.

Along the way, the scenery is beautiful and charming. In the mountain forest, pine forests are sparse and clear, gurgling streams are crystal clear, dense bamboo forests are verdant, and pine trees are tall and tall, and birds are singing sweetly. Jia Dao couldn't help but sigh: "The environment where my friend lives in seclusion is so beautiful. He is here You must be living well here."

When I arrived at the hermit's home, it was not the hermit himself who came out to greet him, but his boy. I saw this boy wearing cloth, holding a branch in his hand, and followed by a Dalmatian dog. Jia Dao went up to him and asked, "Hello, where is your husband?"

The boy replied, "My husband has gone to the mountains to collect medicine."

Jia Dao's heart Another glimmer of hope arose: "Then do you know where he is?"

"I don't know either. He is only in this mountain, filled with clouds and mist, deep in the forest. I don't know where he is."

Jia Dao turned around and left with a little regret, but he thought to himself: Although I didn’t meet him this time, the scenery in this area is charming. I just came here for an outing, and it was not a worthwhile trip. .

8. A 400-word essay describing the scene of the seeker’s misfortune

Under the pine tree, I asked the young schoolboy;

He said that the master had gone to collect medicine. In the mountains.

He also said to me: It is in this big mountain,

But the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and I don’t know where he is.

The sun is scorching hot in the summer afternoon. Jia Dao finally had time to visit a sage who he had admired for a long time and lived in seclusion in the mountains.

Jia Dao came to the front of the mountain and saw a winding path "lying" in the forest. When Jia Dao thought that he was going to see the wise man he had admired for a long time, he walked happily across the gravel road. Along the way, there are green grass, flowers everywhere, a large waterfall flying down, and the clear spring water is like a mirror. Under the coordination of the sun, the waterfall is colorful, like a fairy's ribbon, long and bright.

Jia Dao was enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way. Unknowingly, Jia Dao saw a small farmhouse with smoke coming from the kitchen. Jia Dao Jia Dao thought: It is very quiet here. Although it is simple, it is very rich in connotation. This must be the thatched house of the wise man! Jia Dao straightened his clothes and walked in. At this time, a well-dressed boy about ten years old, holding a wooden stick in one hand and a bucket in the other, was boiling water for the master! When he saw Jia Dao, he bowed respectfully.

"Excuse me, sir, what are you doing?"

"I" did not dare to neglect, so I quickly returned the gift to the boy and said, "I want to find your master."

"Sir, it's unfortunate that you came here. My master has already gone to the mountains to collect herbs."

"Oh." I was a little disappointed, but Jia Dao still wanted to know where the sage was, so he With a glimmer of hope, he asked: "Where did your master go to collect medicine?"

The boy pointed to the mountain in front of him and said, "Master is in that mountain."

"

"Hey, where did your master go to collect medicine in that mountain? "

The boy shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! Sir, that mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and I don’t know where the master went to collect herbs. "

I looked towards the mountain, and it was indeed cloudy and misty! "I" said again disappointedly: "What an unlucky thing it was to come here this time! well! What a pity! Sorry to bother you. "

9. Rewrite "The Hermit Seeker Is Not Encountered" into a narrative of about 400 words

Under the green pine tree, I asked the young schoolboy;

He said that the master has already I went to the mountains to collect medicine.

He also said to me: It is in this mountain,

But the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and I don’t know where he is.

In the summer afternoon, the sun was scorching. Jia Dao finally had time to visit a wise man who he had admired for a long time and lived in seclusion in the mountains.

Jia Dao came to the front of the mountain and "lyed" on a winding path. In the mountains and forests, when Jia Dao thought that he was going to see the wise man he had admired for a long time, he happily walked along the gravel road. Along the way, there were green grass, flowers everywhere, and a large waterfall flowing down, and the clear spring water was like a mirror in the sun. With the coordination of the water, the waterfall was colorful, like a fairy's ribbon, long and bright.

Jia Dao was enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, and unknowingly, he saw a small farmhouse with smoke coming from the kitchen. Jia Dao Jia Dao thought: It is very quiet here. Although it is simple, it is very rich in connotation. This must be the thatched house of the wise man! Jia Dao straightened his clothes and walked in. At this time, a well-dressed man about ten years old appeared. The little boy, holding a stick in one hand and a bucket in the other, was boiling water for his master! When he saw Jia Dao, he bowed respectfully.

"Excuse me, sir. "

"I" did not dare to neglect, and quickly returned the gift to the boy and said: "I want to find your master. ”

“Sir, it’s an unfortunate time for you to come. My master has already gone to the mountains to collect medicine.” "

"Alas. "I was a little disappointed, but Jia Dao still wanted to know the sage's whereabouts, so he asked with a glimmer of hope: "May I ask where your master went to collect medicine? "

I saw the boy, pointing to the mountain in front of him and saying, "The master is in that mountain." "

"Hey, where did your master go to collect medicine in that mountain? "

The boy shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! Sir, that mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and I don’t know where the master went to collect herbs. "

I looked towards the mountain, and it was indeed cloudy and misty! "I" said again disappointedly: "What an unlucky thing it was to come here this time! well! What a pity! Sorry to bother you.

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