Su Shi s Huanxi Sha rewrites, what is the writing background of Su Shi s Huanxi Sha

Go to Qingquan Temple in Qishui County, the temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward.

At the foot of the mountain, the young shoots of bluegrass soak into the stream, the path between the pine forests is clear and mud-free, and the cuckoos cry in the evening drizzle. Who says a man should not be young when he is old? The flowing water in front of the door can still run to the west! Don't worry about sighing white hair, sentimental singing yellow chicken.

In the first year of Yuanfeng (1078), on the road of Xuzhou, there was a ** walking in a hurry, his surname was Su Mingshi, he had just arrived here as a governor of Zhou, there was a spring drought, he was very anxious, and then many people prayed that it finally rained, and now he must go to the east of the city to thank God!

While he was hurrying, he suddenly heard the sound of the spun in his ears, it turned out to be the blooming jujube flowers gently fell on the placket of his wide official uniform, which made him suddenly realize that it was early summer, the spring drought was finally lifted, smiled, slowed down his mood and pace, and then heard the sound of the spinning wheel "squeak" in his ears, he listened with curiosity, but could not distinguish the source of the sound, because in this busy silkworm harvesting season, the sound of silk reeling has been resounding one after another in the south and north of the village.

The busy rural scene in his eyes made his mood relaxed and relaxed, and this real sensory experience inspired him to enjoy being a place**. Continuing on his journey, he saw a peasant dressed in a "cow's coat" sitting in the shade of the ancient willows, with a pile of cucumbers in front of him, although the clothes were poor, but they had just been washed by a woman's fine pulp. At this time, there were not many pedestrians, and the seller did not shout loudly, but just leaned on the willow tree, looking at the self-satisfied expression of the melon seller, he couldn't help but feel the heat of the weather, and suddenly had the idea of taking refuge under the tree.

I drank a little wine at noon, maybe I should take a good rest in this afternoon breeze! The twenty-mile journey seemed so long at the moment, and he couldn't take a nap, but the sun was shining, and he gradually felt sleepy. His mouth became more and more thirsty, and he became more and more tired, and he no longer had the mood to sigh at the farmhouse, and his needs became practical and urgent

A cup of tea, even a bowl of well water!

Then ask someone nearby for a cup of tea. He doesn't seem to have much knowledge of the state, it is true that in the ups and downs of his career, he has always been so unruly and easy to meet! However, there were few people in the suburbs, and it took a while to come across a thatched hut.

He pinned his hopes on the hut in the wilderness to quench his thirst and fatigue, so he knocked on the door with hope, but his mood was apprehensive - it was the busy season of farming, and he wondered if the master was at home? At last the old woman came to answer the door, and he pleaded in a modest tone, and of course he drank a bowl of cool well water that the people had held for him in their hands, and his sleepiness and longing turned into joy and satisfaction in an instant, and his spirits were lifted. Then, after receiving the warm hospitality of the villagers, this Zhizhou, who loves the people and thanks the rain for the people, finally regained his spirit and went on the road.

The poem "Huanxi Sha" was written by Su Shi at the age of 43 when he was too punctual in Xuzhou. In the spring of that year, there was a severe drought in Xuzhou, and Su Shi, as a magistrate, led the people to Shitan, 20 miles east of the city, to ask for rain. After getting the rain, he went to Shitan with the people to thank the rain.

This group of words was written on the way to Xie Yu in Shitan, Xumen. The sound of "jujube flowers falling on the clothes" begins with the sound of jujube flowers falling onto the clothes, reflecting the joy of a Taishou who cares about people's lives at the new scene of the countryside after the rain. The sound of the jujube blossom falling on the towel was slight, but it was so real to the author's ears.

The sound of the car in the south and north of the village shows how serious, careful, and excited the author listened. Niu Yi Guliu, the author writes about his joy at the harvest of vegetables from a different angle. Three sentences, three pictures, seem to be scaled and clawed, and there is no connection.

But strung together with this line on Xie Yu's road, it makes people feel that this *** has a strong three-dimensional sense. This group of pictures is not only beautiful in color, but also beautiful in **. Whether it is the sound of falling flowers, the sound of buzzing cars, or the sound of melon farmers, they are all full of rich life atmosphere, vividly showing the thriving scene of the countryside.

Visit the Qingquan Temple in Qishui, the temple is next to the Lanxi River, and the stream flows to the west. ] The orchid buds under the mountain are short dipping streams, and the sandy road between the pines is clean and mud-free. Xiao Xiao twilight rain Zizi cried.

Xiao Xiao Yi: Xiaoxiao) [At the foot of the mountain, the newly pumped young shoots of the bluegrass are soaked in the stream, and the sandy road between the pine forests is washed spotlessly by the rain, and in the evening, the drizzle is Xiao Xiao, and the sound of cuckoos. Who knows that there is nothing less in life?

The flowing water in front of the door is still in the west! Hugh will sing the yellow chicken with white hair. [Who said that life can't go back to the teenage years?

The stream in front of the door can still flow to the west! Don't lament the passing of time in old age! Translation: Visit the Qingquan Temple in Qishui, the temple is next to the Lanxi, and the stream flows to the west.

At the foot of the mountain, the freshly pumped young shoots of the bluegrass are soaked in the stream, the sandy roads between the pine forests are spotless washed by the rain, and in the evening, the drizzle is sluggish, and the cuckoo sounds. [Who said that life can't go back to the teenage years? The Xianjian stream in front of the door can still flow to the west!

Don't lament the passing of time in old age! Annotation Qi qí Shui: The name of the county, now Xishui County, Hubei.

Dip: Soak in water. Xiao Xiao:

Describe the sound of rain. Zigui: Also known as Du Yu, Du Juan, and urging Qiaoqiao to return.

It always chirps towards the north, and the whining sound in June and July is even worse, day and night, and the sound is extremely sad, as if looking forward to the return of the child, so it is called the cuckoo crying, and this bird is also called Zigui. No less: You can't go back to the era of the young brother's wide pants.

Gray hair: old age. Singing Yellow Chicken:

Feel the passage of time. Because the yellow chicken can be announced, it means the passage of time.