Information about Li Hanrong, the author of Visiting Friends in the Mountains background, how man

In the fourth paragraph, the tree has the embodiment of personality.

The author traveled alone to the mountains and forests for a day, because he was in a good mood at that time, so the scenery in his eyes had many novel colors, so he wrote this novel prose, full of imagination, full of childlike innocence and curiosity.

Main content: The author is full of good mood, walks into the mountains and forests to visit the "friends" in the mountains, and exposes his feelings to the "friends", creating a picturesque world and expressing the author's love for nature.

In terms of narrative, this article is original. The title "Visiting Friends in the Mountains" gives people the impression that the author is going to the mountains to visit a friend, but when reading the third paragraph of the article, the reader will suddenly realize that the author is visiting ancient bridges, woods, mountain springs, streams, waterfalls, cliffs, white clouds, larks, falling flowers, fallen leaves, stones, thundershowers are some friends of nature.

The whole story is narrated in such a way that the reader also enters the picture and enters the author's state of mind, as if these friends of nature are not only the author's, but also each of our readers, so they feel more intimate.

The author also appropriately changes the narrator's pronouns according to the needs of expression, and sometimes the author narrates the "friends" in the mountains in the third person, and sometimes uses the second person when the feelings are strong, so as to express the emotions more fully.

Main content: The author "with a good mood", walked into the mountains and forests, visited the "friends" in the mountains, and exchanged feelings with the "friends", creating a picturesque world and expressing his love for nature.

I wrote it with a love for nature and a desire to make friends with all things natural.

It's another 、、、 that doesn't think things through

1. Visiting friends in the mountains.

1. Look up a dictionary and explain the meaning of the following words:

Hidden Path: Respected:

Wave light extinguished: Sing and:

Relish: Chant:

2. Use "" to draw out the correct pronunciation of the words in the sentence:

1.Walking into this wood, the birds call my name, and the dew (lùlòu) beads exchange glances with me.

2.Hair grows into a crown (guānguàn), arms become branches, and blood becomes the sap of the tree, which rotates and flows in the annual rings.

3.You are reciting little poems, are you inviting me to sing harmony (hēhè) with you?

3. Read the text, consider the following questions:

1.What is the meaning of the topic "Visiting Friends in the Mountains"?

2.Through the first reading of the text, what "friends" did the author visit in the mountains?

3.How many times have you read the text? After reading it, what do you think of the author's feelings for the "friends" in the mountains?

4.After reading the text, do you still have any questions that you don't understand? Please bring it up.

Because he wanted to express his love and admiration for nature.

The friends visited by Li Hanrong in "Visiting Friends in the Mountains" are: old bridges, birds, dewdrops, trees, mountain springs, streams, waterfalls, larks, white clouds, fallen leaves, falling flowers, and thundershowers.

Original: That ancient bridge is the first old friend I want to visit. Ah, Lao Qiao, you are like a respectable old man, who has stood on this stream for hundreds of years, right?

How many men and horses have you crossed the other bank, and the rolling river flows into the distance, and you hunch over and stare down at the shadows of the people, the fish, and the moon in the water.

Walking into this wood, the birds call my name, and the dew exchanges glances with me. Every tree is my confidant, they are greeted with boundless greenery, and every tree is looking at me. I leaned against a tree, quietly, as if I were a tree myself.

The roots that grow from my feet sink deep into the earth and rock; The hair grows into a canopy, the arms into branches, and the blood into the sap of the tree, whirling and flowing in the rings.

Of all the things in this mountain, which one is not my friend? I greeted them eagerly: Hello, cool mountain spring!

You held out a mirror, did you want me to redress? Hello, bubbling stream! You are reciting little poems, are you inviting me to sing peace with you?

Hello, Flying Waterfall! You are born with a golden voice, and what a majestic tenor.

Hello, steep cliffs! The deep canyon sets off your tall body, and your high forehead seems to be engraved with wisdom. Hello, Yoyo Baiyun!

Your white figure makes the sky full of tranquility and becomes more blue. Hey, naughty lark, what are you talking about? I'm guessing you're talking about the good scenery you see during the flight.

Picking up a fallen flower and holding it in my hand, I smelled the fragrance of nature; Picking up a fallen leaf and counting the delicate textures, I saw the mystery of life it contained, and on their way to the dirt, I joined in this brief but meaningful ritual; Picking up a stone and tapping it gently, I heard the sound of an ancient volcano erupting, and heard the echo of time rumbling.

Suddenly, a thunderstorm came, like a thousand knights roaring in the sky, and like a thousand drunken poets chanting in the clouds. The world was full of rain, and the rocks above me were like giant umbrellas held up for me. The place where I stood became a good place to watch the rain, and who can say that it was not the blessing of heaven and earth?

Old bridge birds.

Dew drops on every tree.

Mountain springs, streams, waterfalls, cliffs, white clouds, larks.

Ancient bridge—forest—mountain spring—stream—white cloud—waterfall—cliff—lark—stone—fallen leaves—small flowers—thundershowers—rocks—returning birds.

Old bridges, birds, dewdrops, trees, mountain springs, streams, waterfalls, cliffs, white clouds, larks, falling flowers, fallen leaves, etc.