Sentences, whether appreciating, commenting or talking about feelings, should be translated first, and then whether there are any special rhetorical devices to point out, and then talk about functions and highlights. Finally, talk about what the center is, tell the world what to do, and we should learn. ...
In a word, let's test sentence appreciation, that's all.
I'll get a Chinese book to tell you an example. I'm talking about one of our mock exams. It's Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Please appreciate this sentence: the creator has given all the mysterious natural grace here, and? The day immediately enters dawn and dusk. ..
A: The magical and beautiful scenery of nature is concentrated in it. The height of Mount Tai makes the mountains in the south different from those in the north. This poem uses exaggerated rhetoric to set off the beauty and height of Mount Tai, which makes people feel the majestic picture of Mount Tai.
No matter how you look at the artistic conception embodied in other mountains, they all look like dwarfs in the world. S theory?
I must climb the summit of Mount Tai. At that time, the mountains would be small from a distance. This sentence expresses yearning and contains philosophy of life. Only by bravely climbing can we enter the majestic realm overlooking everything and tell people to face difficulties and dare to climb!
I have been typing for a long time, and there may be typos, including many ~
We also have an ancient poem by China, Preface to Sending Ma Sheng to Yang. What I just said is an ancient poem. We seldom appreciate classical Chinese. Just translating a sentence and so on, there are several explanations ~ it's not too difficult ~ it's extracurricular classical Chinese. I think it's very simple. I lose points every time .................................................................................................................................................................
Oh, oh? Landscape writer? I just saw it ... for nothing ... tangled, and so did the landscape writer. No matter how you appreciate it, you should translate it and study it deeply.
In other words, my key high school may be hopeless.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, worried again. ...
You also come.
2. The landscape classical Chinese in junior high school and the classical Chinese with the word "one" are both "one".
1, dull appearance; Dim.
The scene is about to enter. -Tao Jin Yuanming's "Gui Xi Ci"
2. vague; Dark and unknown; An inconspicuous appearance
Ganoderma lucidum, white lime. -Journey to the West
detailed description
1, dark unknown. Selected Works of Lu Ji: "If you think about it, the more frustrated you are, the more brave you are." Lu Yanji's Note: "It's getting dark." Tao Qian's poem "Writing about the Distance of Respecting My Brother at the Age of Guimao in Mid-December" says: "It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows every other day." Song Zhou Bangyan's "Magnolia Orchid Order" reads: "Lonely lights are foggy, and laughter is faintly heard on the pillow."
2. The vegetation is dense and cool. Tang Xu's soul poem "The Temple of Four Gentlemen" says: "Zizhi is full of grass, white lime is half green." Wang Song Anshi's "Mid-Levels Spring Festival Evening" poem says: "The road is deep and secluded."
3. Sentences describing scenery in junior middle school classical Chinese. The sentences from Grade One to Grade Two are all about the scenery description of Peach Blossom Garden. In a blink of an eye, there are hundreds of steps in the peach blossom forest, and there are no miscellaneous trees in it. There is water everywhere in the forest, and the mouth of a mountain is very small, as if there is light. At first, it was extremely narrow, and only people could pass through it. After taking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat and spacious, and the house looks like a good house.
Humble room inscription: the moss on the stage is green, and the curtain is green. Ailian said: Love the lotus flower alone, never touch the mud, the ripples are clear but not evil, the communication is straightforward, the fragrance is far and clear, graceful and quiet, and it can be viewed from a distance without being ridiculous.
Three Gorges: Starting from the 700-mile Three Gorges, there are mountains on both sides and nothing is lacking. Rocks piled up like mountains, blocking the sun and the sky. As for launching Xiangling, it is along the back block.
In spring and summer, the green pool is surging and the reflection is clear. There are many strange cypresses, hanging springs and waterfalls flying in them.
Rong Qing Junmao, it's fun. At the beginning of every sunny day, the frost shines and the forest is cold and silent. There are often high apes screaming, leading to sorrow, echoing in the empty valley, and sorrow turning leisurely.
Thanks to the book in the book: the peak enters the clouds and the clear stream bottoms out. The stone walls on both sides are colorful and set each other off.
Green Woods, green bamboo clusters, four. The fog will rest at dawn, and apes and birds will sing wildly.
Night is coming and the scales are sinking. This is really a fairyland on earth.
I still remember the night tour of Chengtian Temple: the courtyard was as empty as water, and the water was full of bamboo and cypress. Watching the snow in the middle of the lake: it snowed heavily for three days, and all the people and birds in the lake died.
Wusong Miao people, the sky and clouds, mountains, and water are all white. The shadow on the lake is just the trace of a long beach, a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board.
With Zhu's book, all the wind and smoke are clean, and Tianshan Mountain is * * * color. Floating from the stream, anything.
From Fuyang to Tonglu, Baili, Strange Mountains and Different Waters, chinese odyssey. The water is blue, and thousands of feet bottoms out.
You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them. If fierce wave is in a hurry, the arrow will fly faster.
Sandwiched between mountains, cold trees grow and compete with each other. Strive for higher heights, Qianfeng. The spring stirs the stone and keeps ringing; Good birds sing, they rhyme.
Cicadas are endless, and apes are endless. The horizontal branches are covered, and the day is still faint; The thin strips set each other off, and sometimes the sun shines.
I sent the horse to Dongyang, and he was dragged in the old valley in the deep mountains. The snow was several feet deep and his skin cracked unconsciously. Xiaoshitang walked 120 steps westward from the hill, across the bamboo, and heard the sound of water singing, which was full of joy.
Cut down the bamboo and walk along the road, and you will see a small pool and water in the quiet. The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock.
Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed. There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air.
In the sun, the shadow is on the stone, but it does not move; You are far away, and communication is sudden. It seems fun to be with tourists.
Looking from the southwest of the pool, you can see that it is zigzag. Their shore potentials are different from each other and their sources are unknown.
Sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests, lonely and empty, sad and cold, quiet and quiet. Yueyang Tower is regarded as Guanfu's victory in Dongting Lake.
Take a distant mountain, swallow the Yangtze River, and make a vast soup, boundless; It's sunny in the morning and cloudy at night. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower.
If it rains heavily, the moon will not open, the evil wind will howl, and the turbid waves will be empty; The sun, moon and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden; Business travel is bad and ruined; Twilight is boundless, tigers roar and apes crow. If it is spring, it is calm and the sky is high and the clouds are light; Sha Ou Ji Xiang, swimming in the brocade scale; The coast is blue and green.
Or the long smoke is exhausted, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the light is shining, the static shadow is sinking, and the fishing songs are answered. How happy I am! Zuiweng Pavilion is also surrounded by mountains. Its southwest peak is You Mei Forest Valley.
Seeing the deep beauty is also beautiful. Six or seven miles up the mountain, you gradually hear the sound of water gurgling, and those who leak between the two peaks brew springs.
When the peak turns, there are pavilion wings on the spring, and the pavilion is also drunk. If the husband is in the forest at sunrise, the clouds will return to the cave, and the changes will be bright, and sooner or later in the mountains.
The wild fragrance is rich, the wood is beautiful and the shade is beautiful, the wind and frost are noble and clean, and the water is clear, and it is also in the mountains at four o'clock. Returning home in the morning and evening, the scenery at four o'clock is different and the joy is endless.
The Woods are gloomy, sing up and sing down. If necessary, there is a poem: In seventh grade, Cao Cao went to Jieshi in the east to see the sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Wang Wantang is under the green hill, and my boat and I are winding along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. [Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake] Baijuyi Tanggushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, and the water level was low at first.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. [Xijiangyue] Xin Qiji, Song Yueming, surprise magpie, the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to Xitou. [Tianjingsha] Ma Zhiyuan Yuan withered vine old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads with thin horses in the west wind, sunset, heartbroken people in the end of the world. [Crossing Laozhai] Meng Haoran Tang prepared chicken rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
[Zen scene after the broken mountain temple] Chang is in a pure morning, near the ancient temple, and the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard.
[I heard that Wang Changling moved Long Biaoyao to send this letter] Li Baitang fell to the ground, and [Bo Qinhuai] Du Yan Cage was full of sand in the cold month, and the night was near Qinhuai Restaurant. [Huanxisha] Yan Shuge, a new word, a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. [Like a dream] Li Qingzhao Song often remembers the sunset in Xiting, and he is intoxicated and does not know the way back.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
[The feeling of reading] When Zhu's half-acre square pond was opened, the sky was overcast. Seventh grade [miscellaneous poems in the mountains] Wu Jun saw smoke in the mountains and sunset in the bamboo. Birds fly to the roof and clouds come out of the window. [Bamboo Pavilion] Wang, leaning alone on Mizhu, I play the piano and hum songs, so light that no one listens, but my comrade, Mingyue [Emei Mountain Yuege] Libaitang, Emei Mountain, half moon autumn colors, reflects the Pingqiang River, [Xixi Chuzhou] Weitang, leaning alone on the grass, with orioles on it. No one can cross the field without a boat. (Sent to see the master) From the temple, in the depths of its tender bamboo, Liu Changqing Tang heard the low chime of the late bell, while the hat of the pilgrims, with the setting sun, went farther and farther under the green hills. [Guest] It rains at home in Song and Huangmei seasons in Zhao Shixiu, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. In eighth grade.