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1.Lovesickness, travel sorrow, drifting, frustration, worry about the country and the people;

Ease, relief, joy.

2.Li Wan's love is deep, from a gentle trickle to a deep gushing. Fan is as tender as water, and honey is like cotton.

1.The idleman, who should refer to the author. Alone, with a lot of thoughts.

2.The author uses the image of Lonely Hong on a moonlit night to convey the mood of loneliness and contempt for the vulgar (full) The lyricist uses symbolic techniques to turn back, embrace hatred and choose a place to stay, expressing the author's degraded lonely situation in the Huangzhou period and the state of mind of noble self-promise and unwilling to go with the flow.

1.Express the feelings of nostalgia for the homeland and express the desire to regain the lost land.

1. Intoxication. 2 metaphor, the author used metaphor to write about the love for the beautiful scenery of West Lake

2.Old. Thatched shop.

On the edge of the forest, the jujube road turned.

Creek Bridge. Suddenly.

It expresses his degree of fascination because he is immersed in the fragrance of rice flowers and forgets the distance of the road, which complements each other, reflects the author's profound artistic skills, and is endlessly interesting. I don't know about this technique, I didn't learn it, I'm sorry.

1.It vividly and vividly depicts a picture of the idyllic and natural countryside on a summer night, the beginning of the two sentences of "magpie" and "cicada" are combined, and the scenery under the "breeze" and "bright moon" in the middle of the night is depicted to make people clear the moon and clear the wind, the stars and rain, the magpie is frightened by the cicadas, the rice flowers are fragrant, and the frogs are sounded. The words describe the scenery of the mountain village on a summer night from three aspects: sight, sound and smell.

The scenes are blended, vividly and realistically depicting a picture of the idyllic and natural countryside on a summer night. The language is natural, simple and fresh, and it is a masterpiece of rural life as the theme in Song Ci.

Who killed the robin?

It was I, said the sparrow, and I slew the robin, with my bow and arrows.

Who saw him die?

It's me, said the fly, and I saw him die, with my little eyes.

Who took his blood?

It was I, said the fish, and I took his blood with my little saucer.

Who's going to make the shroud?

It's me, said the beetle, and I will make a shroud for him, with my needle and thread.

Who will dig the grave?

It's me, said the owl, and I'll dig a grave for him, with my chisel and shovel.

Who will be the pastor?

It's me, said the crow, and I'm going to be a priest for him, with my little notebook.

Who will be the deacon?

It was I, said the lark, and if it were not in the shadows, I would be a deacon.

Who brought the torch?

It's me, said the cardinal, and I'll take it for a moment.

I'm going to bring the torch.

Who will be the main priest?

It is I, said the dove, and I will be the main sacrifice.

Mourn for my love.

Who will carry the coffin? It is I, said the kite, and if it is not through the night, I will carry the coffin.

Who will hold the coffin? It's us, said the wren, and the rooster and the hen, and we're going to hold the coffin.

Who will sing the hymns?

It's me, said the thrush, and when he buries himself in the bushes, I'll sing hymns.

Who's going to ring the death knell?

It's me, said the cow, because I can pull the clock, so, goodbye, robin.

When the death knell rang for the poor robin, all the birds in the sky wailed and wept.

Please note that in the next Bird Trial, the person on trial will be a sparrow.

Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi.

The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and Yinhan silently turns the jade plate.

This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year.

Silent Night Thoughts Li Bai.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Frost Moon Li Shangyin.

When I first heard that there were no cicadas in the geese, the hundred-foot building was high and the water was in the sky.

The green girl Su'e is resistant to cold, and she fights Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the month.

Fifteen nights looking at the moon Wang Jian.

The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who will fall in autumn!

Moonlit night Liu Fangping.

The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

Homesickness on a moonlit night. The stars are sparse and the moon is cold and the Milky Way, and the sound of Wan Lai sings silently;

Where to close the mountain home thousands of miles, the night to touch the customer is worried.

"Send Du Shaofu to know Shuzhou" Wang Bo.