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A friend of mine lives in a beautiful village: surrounded by greenery, green hills, and clear water. His family's meals are even more natural and simple. Every time I go to his house, I get his warm hospitality, and I am always happy to have such a friend.
It had been a long time since we had sat together, and he couldn't bear to miss it for a long time, so he asked the people in my village to bring me a message to him today, and let people tell me that he had prepared a meal, and the home-brewed wine was even more fragrant and charming. Yes, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I miss him, and after receiving his invitation, I immediately embarked on the road to visit.
It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, all living things are growing vigorously, the fragrance of the country soil is everywhere, the breeze is so comfortable on the face, the flowers are swaying their delicate bodies in the wind, and the grass is still hanging with crystal dewdrops, what a beautiful place it is, I breathe deeply, it is so refreshing. Every time I walk on this country road, my heart ripples, my heart is intoxicated. I am glad that my friend lives in such a small village surrounded by green trees, where you can always hear the birds singing happily, and you can always see the white clouds spread freely under the blue sky, and you can always breathe fresh and pleasant air.
I walked and enjoyed the beautiful scenery here, and then came to the home of an old friend, and when I saw the old friend, my heart warmed up at once, and I shook hands tightly and greeted warmly, everything was so natural and beautiful. The meal was ready and we were seated. My old friend's home-brewed sake is really fragrant.
When you open the window, the view is widened: the threshing floor and the green vegetables come into view. We chatted about farming while drinking, and my friend's face was full of happiness:
This year, the wind and rain are good, the crops are growing well, and the vegetables are also growing fat and tender. Listening to my friend's introduction, I nodded frequently and blessed him.
Before I knew it, the sun was setting, and I was full of wine and food, so it was time to say goodbye, but my friend was struggling to keep it, so I had to agree with my friend that when the Chung Yeung Festival came, we would enjoy the splendid and beautiful chrysanthemums together.
So, my friend and I made an agreement: we will get together during the Chung Yeung Festival.
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White drawing. Meng Haoran is good at using white drawing techniques in writing skills, which is obviously ordinary language, and as soon as it enters the poet's mouth, it feels particularly tasteful. There is no difficulty in the whole poem of this "Old Man's Village", it is as clear as words, but it is a good poem.
Meng Haoran's idyll, sincere feelings, fresh and natural, not decorated. This song "The Old Man's Village" embodies these characteristics. This is a work that describes the elegant life of the Tian family's leisure hall, and writes about the scene when the poet is invited to the old man's house.
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"The Old Man's Village" is an idyllic poem, describing the quiet and leisurely life of the farmer, and also writing about the friendship of old friends. By writing about the scenery of pastoral life, the author writes about the author's yearning for this life. The whole text is very rhyming.
The poem is written from "invite" to "to" to "hope" and then to "about", which is natural and smooth. The language is unpretentious, and the artistic conception is fresh and timeless.
The author writes about the process from the visit to the farewell in a kind and simple language, such as a homely style. He writes about the fresh and tranquil pastoral scenes, the sincere and deep friendship of friends, and the simple and cordial life of the Tian family. The language is plain, the narrative is natural and smooth, and there is no trace of carving of rendering, but the feelings are sincere, the poems are mellow and mellow, and there is the aesthetic taste of "clear water out of beauty, natural carving".
At first glance, this poem seems to be as plain as water, but when you taste it carefully, it is like a Chinese painting with pastoral scenery, which perfectly combines scenes, events and feelings, and has a strong artistic appeal.
Full poem: "The Old Man's Village" The old man Gu Ji Huang invited me to Tian's house. The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside. Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine. Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come back to the chrysanthemum and hail flowers.
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