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1. A poem describing Guo, a poet in Wujiang in Qing Dynasty, wrote "Singing Guo at a Cold Window"

The winding weft is crying, and the cool autumn has come. The slow voice is like complaining about the cold at night. There is a breeze hanging in the cage, and the children in the water are gossiping with each other.

What you read in the night book

Burning Weng with pine leaves

Mix covered her leaves and made a cold sound.

The autumn wind moves passengers on the river.

Knowing that some children choose to promote knitting,

There are lights shining on the fence at night.

Yesterday, you rested in the mountains.

The familiar bush

There are your peers and unknown bugs.

One voice after another.

You woo by singing.

Thin key

Tremble like a cicada

Accidentally eight degrees higher.

But fell into the cage.

Dream of jungle love

Unexpectedly, I missed singing.

Smells like grass.

Why can't you hear me?

Hey hey hey hey hey hey.

You can never walk out of that slender grass again.

Cann't go back to the familiar jungle

I wonder who you will sing for.

A gust of cold wind and autumn rain

Fade with you

2. Poems describing the fruit, walking on the road, the fruit keeps barking. Its voice is rhythmic, crisp and bright, and pleasant to listen to, attracting a pair of envious eyes and admiring voices. My heart is as sweet as honey.

Just when we were happy, another phone call came, which was more pleasant and louder than the last one. We found it and vowed to catch it. We searched the haystack to see if it disguised itself with that beautiful green color, but we never found it. At this moment, I suddenly looked up and saw a big oil-green slug lying on the grass tip, which was very conspicuous.

This slug is too noisy. I put it in a transparent plastic bottle so that it can see outside. I thought it wouldn't bark. I didn't wait a minute. It's called "salad color" and it's so loud that I can't believe it's true. I squeezed my face and hands again, trying to wake me up from my dream. However, no matter how I pinched myself, it just screamed and it took more than twenty seconds to stop. I can see that this slug is so fond of barking.

This is a very beautiful slug. Its body is only the size of a finger, but its posture is vivid and makes people want to touch it. It is green all over, a kind of dark green like a green lake. Only its belly is bright green, and green is even a little transparent, like a layer of fog. Feet are thin and long, furry and curved, and they should be pushed out at any time, while wings open and close, which is quite energetic. Its head is very big, accounting for almost half of its body. Its purplish red eyes turned smartly, as if to say something. The tentacles on its head are brown and wobbly, like the flowers of a martial artist on the stage, flashing and flashing like microwaves, which makes people fascinated.

5. I played with a little grasshopper by the bamboo cage. Guo Guo suddenly jumped into the bamboo cage, his eyes wide open. I put the little locust in a bamboo cage, and the fruit sniffed and chewed, and walked contentedly in the cage. I was shocked: Fruit not only eats vegetables, but also eats insects.

6. Sometimes, after I finish my homework, I see its long tentacles in front of the slug. I just moved its tentacles gently with my hands, and its tentacles moved down, then up, and then began to squeak. Because it is so strange, it is called "Qiqi".

7. There is a slug in my house. I named it Qiqi. It is very big, twice as big as a cricket. Its eyes are small, round and bright. It has a pair of slender tentacles. Its voice is nice, green and loud.

8. There are two kinds of slugs, one is green-headed slugs and the other is iron-headed slugs. They all have long tentacles, bent back in front, two eyes the size of beans, a mouth that likes eating and a pair of green wings. The difference between the two is that the neck of the green-headed slug is green, while the neck of the iron-headed slug is black and harder than the neck of the green-headed slug, so it is called the iron-headed slug. Female Guo is also very special, which is not only divided into steel-headed Guo and Qing-headed Guo, but also more than male Guo. There is a long tail at the back, and its wings are very special and short. I don't like Guo very much.

9. Ha, this slug is really tall. It jumped over Chai Jiabin's1.35m, and then jumped out. Fortunately, I ran fast and stopped at the door. My cat bent down to catch it. However, this slug bounces and doesn't give me a chance to catch it. Finally, under my efforts to round up, there was finally a flaw. I suddenly held down his neck and picked it up. Chai Jiabin fed the grasshopper. This grasshopper really enjoyed it. First, it cut the grasshopper's intestines out. Then, it snapped the grasshopper to pieces. This Guo Guo is really crazy. Don't mess it up.

10, well, as I expected, the wonderful game began like this. First of all, mantis hit a powerful pliers and clamped the fruit, but the fruit was ready. It jumped on mantis's back and bit his ass. It took a long time to loosen it. Mantis left deep teeth marks on his ass. As soon as the fruit was released, mantis became angry and unconvinced. At this moment, it suddenly counterattacked, immediately gave Guo Guo a pair of pliers and grabbed Guo Guo's leg at once. Guoguo's leg was broken, so he jumped to rest elsewhere.

1 1. When I go home, I will enjoy it. If you see me, you start to hide, get familiar with me gradually, and you are less nervous. It is never picky about food. I put a small piece of cucumber in a bamboo cage, only to see the grasshopper gently touch it with its tentacles and mouth, and then "wolfed down" with confidence.

12. When I got home, I observed the sound of slugs. I fed it food, and it barked twice, but its mouth didn't move and its wings moved. Strange, what is this noise? I'm confused. I thought, does the sound of slugs come from the wings? In order to get the answer, I did an experiment. I found two small boards and used them to gently press its wings. All day, it didn't bark. I removed the board, and soon it cried again. In order to confirm, I checked the information on the Internet, and sure enough, the call of the slug was made by two sounders on the little wings.

3. What ancient poems describe "Guo Guo"? "Promoting Weaving" [Tang] Du Fu promoted weaving very little, and his sad voice was moving.

Grass roots can't sing steadily, and there is a blind date under the bed. A long-time guest has no tears, but it is difficult to let his wife go in the morning.

Worry and worry, gratitude is different and naive. Cricket's cry is very subtle, and the sad voice is so touching! It barked badly in the cold grass, and moved to bed to bark, as if it were in my mood.

Alas, I have been away from home for a long time. How can I cry when I can't hear the sound? Abandoned women or widows can hardly sleep at midnight until dawn. Thinking of the sad silk songs and passionate wind music is not as touching as this naive voice.

This poem is a true portrayal of the poet's sad mood at that time. The front of the first sentence is clear and concise, and the contrast between the second sentence "very subtle" and "how touching" sets off an unusual moan.

Express feelings with scenery, and enter feelings with scenery. Write a sentence or two about the natural environment, the trees are rustling, the cold sounds are bursting, and the autumn wind is Qiu Jiang, conveying the feeling of wandering and desolation; The last two sentences are nostalgia, and the children at home may still be playing cricket late at night.

When I am lonely, I fantasize about my family. The scenery of Xiaosuo reminds me of the fun of playing. "What you see in the night book" [Song] Ye Shaoweng Xiao Xiaowu leaves a cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moves guests.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. The rustling autumn wind blows the plane leaves, bringing chills, and the autumn wind blows from the river, making me miss my hometown when I am in a foreign land.

Several children at home are still playing cricket in high spirits! The light is still on in the dead of night, and I refuse to sleep. The poem "What I See in the Night Book" interweaves the author's sadness, warmth and joy.

We can appreciate it from nine aspects to express the aestheticism of the ancient poem "What I saw in the night book". The understanding of the whole poem should be: (title) Write what you miss on a lonely night.

The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves, bringing chills, and poets who are traveling abroad can't help but miss their hometown. I miss my beloved children the most. At this time, I may still be fighting crickets with great interest and refuse to sleep in the dead of night.

As the scene blends into emotion, the scene blends, sets each other off into interest, and the artistic conception is wonderful. Dynamic and static combination, with dynamic lining static.

Autumn leaves, autumn wind, autumn sounds, Qiu Jiang, autumn boats, solitary lamps, urchins and cricket fighting are all vivid and lifelike. The fence fell into the hut and the night was dark. This is a quiet scene, it is so sad and cold, full of melancholy. The rustling leaves also inspired the poet to miss his hometown relatives at midnight in the silent late autumn.

Sorrow and joy are intertwined, and joy hides sadness. Fruit is the general name of some large songbirds of Insecta, Orthoptera and Tettigonidae. It is very big, looks like a locust, has a grass-green body and slender tentacles.

The front wings of male insects rub against each other, which can make a "containing" sound, crisp and loud. I like to eat melons, fruits and beans. People raise and watch in small bamboo cages.

As an ornamental and recreational insect, it has a long history in China. For example, in Guyi area (now Yixian County, Hebei Province), there is a history of catching slugs in cages for hundreds of years. In the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, grasshoppers were collectively called "grasshoppers", while in the Song Dynasty, grasshoppers were confused with the Weaver Girl, and in the Ming Dynasty, there were names such as "Guo Huan", "Guo Huan" and "Guo Huan".

People in China have always kept fruit as pets. In the Song Dynasty, people began to use animal heat to raise fruits. In the Ming Dynasty, it was more common to raise Guo from the court to the people. If Yu Yu, the eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, said in the palace that there were two doors named after the State of Guo, one named "EMI" and the other named "Thousand Babies", which of course continued the worship of the fertility of the State of Guo in ancient times.

In the Qing dynasty, there was an unprecedented tide of slugs. Extended data:

Appreciation of "Promoting Weaving": People often regard whining as the language of animals, so when they hear repeated sounds, they naturally imagine what they are constantly telling or asking for, and imagine it as endless talk.

Du Fu's months in Qin Zhou were the time to promote his knitting activities. Evening and morning, especially sleepless nights, are spent in promoting singing.

When a poet is away from home for a long time, his mood is very bleak. He often can't help crying when he is excited about the promotion. Three or four sentences and five or six sentences constitute two pairs of intertextuality in rhetoric.

That is to say: in the wild grass roots to promote weaving, under the bed indoors, always singing constantly; No matter where they cry, poets who are always dissatisfied are close to each other. Hearing its cry, people who have lived in a foreign land for a long time have to shed tears and never sleep until dawn; Abandoned women or widows will also be awakened by wailing in the middle of the night, accompanied by tears.

Using this "intertextuality" format to express four meanings with two meanings on the surface can achieve a concise effect, which is a common rhetorical device in ancient poetry. The last two sentences compare the words "sad silk" and "anxious tube" with the cry of promoting weaving, but the cry of promoting weaving is "naive" and is not affected by etiquette. On the basis of the effect that any musical instrument can't achieve, the woven sad sound writes "moving sad sound" to the extreme, which highlights the poet's homesickness and sadness.

"See" in Night Book is an ancient and modern word, but in this article, it means to see, see. So you should read "Jian" here.

Write a sad scene in one or two sentences, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves and the sky sends a chill; Say three or four words about love, choose at night to promote weaving, and think about love in different places. One is sad and the other is happy, and both are covered by joy, which shows the loneliness, helplessness and strong homesickness of the wanderer.

Virtual and real complement each other, and real is against virtual. One or two of the four sentences in the poem describe the real scene: the leaves are cold, the water is moving and the air is cool.

Three or four sentences evoke imagination: night lights, children watching cricket fights. What you see and hear, bright or dark, set each other off.

It is full of autumn sounds, autumn nights and homesickness. Reality is free, reality is free. Few words, endless meaning! Enthusiasm, far and near interaction.

The poet suffers from the loneliness in the quiet night, and he has a heart attached to distant relatives. Although I am thousands of miles away, the scene of frolicking is still in front of me.

The sound of cold leaves nearby is disturbing, and the family is happy to come. That thing, that scene, makes people sigh infinitely.

Cold and warm, "cold" and "pick" are vivid. The word "cold" is a pun, which has both the feeling of chilly autumn wind and the meaning of being stranded at the end of the world.

The word "pick" in the details is very interesting. Write out the cricket fighting scenes in which children concentrate on playing, choose carefully, hold their breath and be suddenly enlightened, all in one "selection".

"Pick out" personality, "pick out" charm and "pick out".

4. Describe the poem "What I See in the Night Book" [Song] The leaves of Wu trees in Ye Shaoweng are chilling, and the autumn wind moves on the river.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. The rustling autumn wind blows the plane leaves, bringing chills, and the autumn wind blows from the river, making me miss my hometown when I am in a foreign land.

Several children at home are still playing cricket in high spirits! The light is still on in the dead of night, and I refuse to sleep. The poem "What I See in the Night Book" interweaves the author's sadness, warmth and joy.

We can appreciate it from nine aspects to express the aestheticism of the ancient poem "What I saw in the night book". The understanding of the whole poem should be: (title) Write what you miss on a lonely night.

The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves, bringing chills, and poets who are traveling abroad can't help but miss their hometown. I miss my beloved children the most. At this time, I may still be fighting crickets with great interest and refuse to sleep in the dead of night.

As the scene blends into emotion, the scene blends, sets each other off into interest, and the artistic conception is wonderful. Dynamic and static combination, with dynamic lining static.

Autumn leaves, autumn wind, autumn sounds, Qiu Jiang, autumn boats, solitary lamps, urchins and cricket fighting are all vivid and lifelike. The fence fell into the hut and the night was dark. This is a quiet scene, it is so sad and cold, full of melancholy. The rustling leaves also inspired the poet to miss his hometown relatives at midnight in the silent late autumn.

Sorrow and joy are intertwined, and joy hides sadness. Fruit is the general name of some large songbirds of Insecta, Orthoptera and Tettigonidae. It is very big, looks like a locust, has a grass-green body and slender tentacles.

The front wings of male insects rub against each other, which can make a "containing" sound, crisp and loud. I like to eat melons, fruits and beans. People raise and watch in small bamboo cages.

As an ornamental and recreational insect, it has a long history in China. For example, in Guyi area (now Yixian County, Hebei Province), there is a history of catching slugs in cages for hundreds of years. In the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, grasshoppers were collectively called "grasshoppers", while in the Song Dynasty, grasshoppers were confused with the Weaver Girl, and in the Ming Dynasty, there were names such as "Guo Huan", "Guo Huan" and "Guo Huan".

People in China have always kept fruit as pets. In the Song Dynasty, people began to use animal heat to raise fruits. In the Ming Dynasty, it was more common to raise Guo from the court to the people. If Yu Yu, the eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, said in the palace that there were two doors named after the State of Guo, one named "EMI" and the other named "Thousand Babies", which of course continued the worship of the fertility of the State of Guo in ancient times.

In the Qing dynasty, there was an unprecedented tide of slugs. Extended data:

Creative background This is Ye Shaoweng touching the scenery in a foreign land.

The migration of seasons and climate and the change of scenery are most likely to cause travelers' homesickness. "Wen Xin Diao Long Looking for a Job" said: "In the Spring and Autumn Period, the Yin and Yang families were miserable, and their hearts were shaken when looking for a job."

Being in a foreign land, the author felt autumn in the quiet night and wrote this euphemistic poem. One or two poems describe the scenery, and the feeling of wandering and loneliness are set off by fallen leaves, rustling autumn wind and chilly air.

Write three or four sentences about children catching crickets at night, which is very interesting, cleverly contrasts sadness and shows the loneliness and helplessness of living in a foreign country. The poem contrasts the silence of autumn night with the combination of scenery, movement and sound of leaves and wind. It also uses the contrast technique of 62616964757a68696416fe59e7ad943133366303763 to contrast the sadness of life in a foreign land with the music scenes that children catch and weave at night.

References:

Baidu encyclopedia-what you see in night books.

5. What are the ancient poems about "Guo Guo"? 1, "living in the mountains and raining" is a thing.

Year: Tang Author: Zhang Bi

At the foot of Maocangling, I am isolated from the noise. The condition is thunderstorm and sunny, and the suburbs have turned into silence.

Go out and look at the reflection and walk around the house. The ancient road is impassable to pedestrians and the wilderness is noisy.

Hedge collapse melon, beans, vines, nursery soil cattle and sheep traces. From time to time, the ancient temple crows and the village flutes continue.

I like to listen to the east, but I want to go nowhere. Try the dangerous bridge with a stick and climb the rose to see the moss wall.

Neighbors will visit each other at night and talk about stones. The new moon is dirty and the clouds are floating in the middle.

He often practices corrupt Confucianism and misunderstands classics and paintings. When it is unknown, it is not a concern.

2. "Lotus Man"

Year: Modern Author: Lu Xun

In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.

Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.

Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.

Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.

3. Zhang An-dao's poems about approaching and showing approaching.

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

When a character fails, it's hard to find it again.

Carefully finish Yongjia, and hear the sound of the beginning again.

I don't have enough talk, and I have a deep sense of time.

Teenagers have a strange desire to play the southern organ.

The wilderness is chaotic, and the abandoned marsh frog is obscene.

I want to cover my ears, but I am embarrassed.

Wang Xiaoran Luntz, from Yin Shan.

(Her husband maharaja brought it. )

Clouds see floating mountains, flutes play the bright moon.

The sound of the legacy is lost, and the dumpling is a sad song.

May Wang Du get justice and pray for the following.

4. Xi Qing

Year: Song Author:

It's rainy as autumn, but it's sunny today.

The goddess meets the dream of Yunmen, and xi whips people every day.

Moss was spread yesterday, and the pine shoots were scattered at dawn.

Summer is as hot as April, and I want to go boating by the stream.

Step 5 sit at night

Year: Song Author:

Book debt is like a mountain, but it is endless, and I still sleep late at night.

There is no official frog, which is quieter than wolves and star dogs.

Easy to get carried away with a smile, carrying a golden toad looking glass.

Under the long window, the new achievements are small, and the sky is ashamed.

6. What are the ancient poems describing "Guo Guo"? "What you can see in the night book" Shao Weng Wu's leaves are chilling, and the autumn wind on the river is moving. Knowing children to promote weaving, the fence falls at night. The modern blue star monster in "The Seven Laws Catch the State of Guo".

Bend over and inhale into the catwalk screen, staring at the eagle god to imitate the sound. If you are cunning enough to hide in the grass, you are not alert enough to get into the cage.

Wronged the past and killed the general, and became a singer. "Singing Longevity" Modern Ye Shouzhen raised her latitude when she was a child and sang window leaves every night.

Sing until your voice is hoarse and your body is stiff and sincere. "Finishing weft until late spring" was so annoying in Kangxi and Autumn of Qing Dynasty, and now it is full of brocade.

After Laming Gexiang, he was born in the spring rain. Things are rare, and things are rare.

Although it flows naturally, safety is better than health care. "Sauvignon Blanc I" Tang Li Bai Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds! Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? .

Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.

7. Please collect poems describing Guo Guo and Qu Qiu.

1

There is fog and ripe fruit in autumn.

You become friends with the mature sun;

You conspired to use countless beads,

The eaves of Mao are covered with vines;

Let the old tree in front of the house bear apples,

Let the ripe taste penetrate into the heart of the fruit,

Make the gourd swell the hazelnut shell,

Good into the sweet core; For bees.

Flowers that bloom late again and again,

Let them think that the days will be warm forever,

Because summer fills their sticky nests very early.

2

Who doesn't often see you with the barn?

You can also find it in the fields.

Mi sometimes sits on the threshing floor at will,

Let the hair flutter gently with the wind of winnowing the grain;

Sometimes, addicted to the fragrance of poppies,

You're lying on a half-harvested ridge,

Let the sickle rest next to the flowers in the flower bed next door;

Or, like a gleaner across a stream,

You hold your head high, carry a grain bag, and cast your reflection.

Or sit under a fruit juicer for hours,

You patiently looked at the slowly dripping wine slurry.

three

Ah. Where is Haruka? But don't.

Think about it, you have your music-

When the wavy clouds reflect a dying day,

Wipe the scattered fields with cinnabar,

At this time, there are a group of small flying insects under the willows by the river.

They all started to lament, and suddenly they flew very high.

Suddenly falling, ups and downs with the breeze;

In the garden, crickets under the fence are singing.

Robins with red breasts will whistle in groups;

And the sheep bleated loudly and silently in the mountain circle;

Swallows in Cong Fei are whispering in the sky.