The characteristics of Li Bai s writing technique for sending friends

You always like to say to me that parting is the beginning of the next reunion, and I comfort myself like this. But I always want time to pass slowly, slowly. I know that we will have to face parting again and again. The world is sad, and the labor is sent to the guest kiosk.

We came to the foot of Jingting Mountain, behind the green mountains such as Dai, in front of us is surrounded by green water, friends, this farewell, when will we meet again? Let's sit back and reminisce about the good times we had! Remember?

It was also at the foot of Jingting Mountain that I wrote a poem: "The birds fly high, the lonely clouds go alone, and they don't get tired of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain." "After you read it, you say good poems again and again, saying that as long as you are with nature, you will never be lonely. But now, you are really like a bird in the sky, floating clouds are gone, flying away like fluffy grass, leaving only Jingting Mountain and me to accompany me, I am so reluctant in my heart.

You say, no matter how beautiful the sunset is, there will be a time to set, and tomorrow is a new sunrise, I will come back, and we will meet again. Then let the reluctance and helplessness in my heart turn into a blessing to you! In the brilliant glow, Banma chirped quietly, goodbye, friend!

Wave your hand, remember my blessings, and make a little poem to send you on a long journey:

Send a friend. The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the green water surrounds the east city.

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

Send a friend (sic).

Li bai. The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city.

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

Writing scene prose: A cloudy green mountain lies in the north of the city, and it is complemented by the Baishui River that lingers in the east city. Friends, once you and I are separated here, you are like the lonely fluffy grass, starting a journey of thousands of miles in the wind and rain.

The floating clouds in the sky seem to understand the wanderer's mind and come to stay; The sunset on the horizon is so red and round, just like the heart of a wanderer who misses his friend. Friend, take care, you go and wave your hand, we don't know when we will meet! I only heard the distant horses neighing sadly, which made the hearts of the people more faintly sad.

The green mountains are picturesque, looking at Beiguo City in the distance, and the return date is difficult to determine. Bai Shui is like sorrow, and it is difficult to be in the east city.

Today, it is difficult to send thousands of miles of love, do I think about you? Thinking of a lonely boat, swaying with the wind, let my heart return to you like a floating cloud, and recreate the past in the afterglow of the sunset. Poor dreams are easy to wake up, love is difficult to cross, Xiao Xiao is difficult to follow in the autumn wind, waving his hand and waving the sound of the horse.

Li Bai "Send Friends.

"People" uses rhetorical devices such as duality, metaphor, and symbolism.

Li Bai's "Sending Friends" du original poem:

Qingshan Hengbei Guo, Baizhi water around the east dao

City. This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

The whole poem is a five-character poem, the battle is neat, and it is a classic dual sentence.

Metaphor: Use the lonely tent as a metaphor for the wandering life of a friend"Floating clouds"to compare friends.

Symbol: In the neck couplet, the red sunset in the west is so slow, and he reluctantly casts the last light on the green mountains and white waters, as if he can't bear to leave suddenly, and this is the symbol of the poet's mood at the moment.

Empathy: In the couplet, the poet and his friends immediately wave goodbye and greet them frequently; The two horses seem to be in touch with the owner's mind, from time to time Xiao Xiao Chang Ming, although the poet did not directly say the feeling of parting, but the horse is still impatient with the bitterness of parting, raising his mane and neighing, how can people be embarrassed!

"The river in the distance is still flowing silently, flowing, flowing into the unknown distance. The sun sets, leaving only the afterglow of a bend overnight.

How would you describe my mood right now? Looking at his resolute face, I knew that everything was a foregone conclusion. Just as he told me at the time that he was going to leave, I just saw his deep eyes and understood:

He was leaving, leaving the place where he had lived for twenty years. So, I didn't hold anything back, I just packed his bags for him. The money in the luggage is what I secretly put in, although it is not much, but this is also all at home, I am fine, I save it, I don't have to go out, besides, the money I get from washing for Wang Yuan's foreign house every month is enough for my expenses, you are different, you have to have a long way, there is no care for me on the road, you must be careful of yourself, and the place where you should spend must not be saved.

The eggs in my luggage were boiled by me when I got up early this morning, and I wrapped them in the innermost part, which is not easy to break, and it is still warm. Is that the little white in the cage? Remember?

At the beginning, I looked at Xiaobai and said that it didn't grow big. It's you, who feed it every day, and now it's finally starting to lay eggs, but you're also leaving. Let's go, there's nothing you can't let go.

The new dress at the bottom was just made for you, and the time was rushed, and it was originally planned to be a gift for you on your birthday, who knows. You must remember to wear it for your birthday. As for the sleeves of your clothes, I have lengthened them for you, knowing that your hands are always cold when you are doing your studies and writing.

And those shoes, which are also newly made, don't be reluctant to wear them, if there are people who come back, I will bring them to you. Go out, you are going to see the world, don't be too shabby.

Don't be nostalgic anymore, it's not too early, you get on the horse! Remember to have a chance to return the peace. What are you talking about this for me, I can't read. Let's go. Have a nice trip.

The horses neighed away, and the setting sun left a long, blood-colored shadow in the river, like tears of separation.

In his waving hand, there was an extra piece of pale paper that had not yet dried.