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It was a memory rooted in the Book of Songs.
After the baptism of years of wind and frost.
Still rooted in barrenness and desolation alone.
still sticks to that tranquility and indifference.
That is the inspiration of the poet's pride.
It is also a deep intoxication under the painter's brush.
In the pale leaves.
Pregnant with the most simple love.
Drifting with the original love song.
Simplicity and purity are placed in plainness.
Hidden in the dense is steadfastness and perseverance.
Fair ladies shuttle in.
In the dense reed stalks.
The young gentleman is in the reed flowers.
Pull the pole and row. It's the oldest and most beautiful story.
Tracing the river, I imagined the melodious fishing song.
Blowing green lake.
It also shook the waterfowl.
Touched the swimming fish in the rivers and lakes.
The slim body.
Standing among the grass and filling.
The vigorous tension of life.
The shadow of spring.
It shows the hope of the earth.
Summer thrives.
It is the lingering charm between the girl's eyebrows.
Autumn's pale face and gray hair.
It seems to be the leisurely light on the shoulders of the woodcutter.
I really got in touch with reeds.
It's on those fertile lakes in the ancient town.
The girl like a reed flower.
Meandering through the harvested reeds.
My poignant emotional story.
It is on the banks of the river with reeds.
Grow and thrive together.
Sadness, loneliness, and withering coexist with it.
Xiao Xiao's autumn wind blows the fluffy reed flowers.
Spread far and wide.
A romantic memory of the wilderness was formed.
A drizzle of mourning among the reeds.
As the river crept into the depths of my memory.
Possessed at the same time, he was also stabbed by the reed tip.
That sad tune.
Ripple in the wide reed bushes.
It will also be engraved in my heart forever.
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"Luhuadang" mainly writes the story of an old hero. The story takes place in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, where an old man supported a small boat and passed through the enemy's night blockade countless times in Baiyangdian to transport grain and grass for the guerrillas and escort cadres.
There was never an accident, but once he was escorting two girls across the blockade at night when he crashed into an enemy steamer and one was wounded. The blow almost deprived him of the strength to move on; But he vowed to avenge the girl, and the next day, he outwitted the enemies alone, cleaned them up one by one, and avenged the girl.
Lu Huadang is an article written by Sun Li, from "Sun Li's Anthology".
Extension: Sun Li (April 6, 1913, July 11, 2002), formerly known as Sun Shuxun. He is a native of Anping County, Hebei Province.
He is a modern essayist and essayist, and is known as the founder and representative of the "Lotus Lake School". "Lotus Lake School" is also called "Baiyangdian School". It is on par with the "yam egg pie".
After graduating from Baoding Yude Middle School, he wandered to Beiping, studied in the library or went to the university as an auditor, and worked as a clerk.
In 1936, he went to teach in a primary school in Anxin County and learned about the life of the working people in the Baiyangdian area. Later, he taught at the Jizhong Anti-Japanese War College and the North China Associated University, and worked in the Jincha Jiao Yuchaji News Agency and the Jinchaji News Agency.
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Explain the background, render the atmosphere, promote the plot, highlight the characters, and strengthen the lyrical charm.
At night, the enemy stared out of the small window of the turret at the gloomy reed pond, and the stars in the sky seemed to be immersed in water and were about to drip. It is only in the middle of the night that the sound of waterfowl flying and singing in the reed pond is made, and during the day they hide tightly in their nests to avoid the shelling. The reed is still drilling up so fiercely, and the target seems to be the sky.
On a clear moonlit night, people's eyes are sharper, and they can see a small boat coming out of the reed pond, in the lake, like a reed leaf, rushing to the southeast.
The moon sagged and floated in the sky like water.
The moon had set, and there was some rustling wind in the reed pond after midnight.
The next day, at noon, it was very muggy. On the day of a rainbow day, a layer of smoke floats on the water.
There was no figure in the lake, only a mass of white silk-like waterfowl, which also avoided the devil and flew north to fall under the big lotus leaf to rest and cool.
The water here is as flat as a mirror, as clear as a blue sky, and the elongated aquatic plants float gently at the bottom of the water.
There, fresh reed flowers, a patch of purple velvet, are fluttering in the wind.
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First paragraph:
At night, the enemy from the turret. The goal seems to be heavenly.
Appreciation: Render the atmosphere. The night of Luhuadang under the watchful eye of the devil is very terrifying.
to such a night. I went to the den to hide from the shelling. The fierceness of the war and the author's hatred of devils are highlighted here.
Paragraph 38: The old man sits down weakly. There is a rustling wind.
Appreciation: Set off the mood. Highlight the old man's inner self-blame, guilt, and loss. (in contrast to paragraph 62) paragraph 62:
He pounded hard. It's drifting.
Appreciation: Set off the mood of the characters and bring out the happy mood of the old man after beating the devil.
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Example sentence: The old man does not have much meat on his body, and he is as thin as an old osprey. But the tanned face, the short gray beard is very energetic, and the pair of deep-set eyes are particularly bright. It is rare to see such sharp and bright eyes, except on Baiyangdian Lake.
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