A: Synaesthesia is used here. That is to say, people's feelings are interlinked, such as the fragrance of flowers. The author calls it "light purple", which is a visual feeling, and "dream gently covers me" is an illusion feeling. Use synaesthesia to make the language more vivid and agile.
Write a tree poem:
1. There are many trees and rich herbs.
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
There are strange trees and colorful green leaves in the courtyard.
4. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door.
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
6. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses.
7. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
Write a flower poem:
1. When you are on vacation in the mountains,
I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.
(Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
From a pot of wine among the flowers,
I drink alone. No one is with me.
(Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I remember that night, that storm,
I wonder how many flowers have been broken.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals shed like tears,
Lonely birds sang their sorrows.
(Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at that red and wet place.
The town is full of flowers.
(Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. The bamboo path is quiet.
Branches and flowers to a Buddhist retreat.
(Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers.
Thousands of flowers bent the branches.
(Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
Poems written in grass:
1. The sky is gray,
Wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
(Song of Chile)
The endless grassland on the plain,
As each season comes and goes.
(Bai Juyi: "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell"
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist.
Trees and grass turn green again in spring.
(Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
But how much love does an inch of grass have,
Make three spring scenery.
(Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
5. The forest is black, and the wind hits the grass.
However, the general tried to shoot arrows at night.
(Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
6. grow beans in Shannan,
There are more grass and fewer bean seedlings.
(Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
I feel sorry for you,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
(Wei Wuying: (in Xixi, Chuzhou))
8. These flowers are becoming more and more charming.
Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe.
(Bai Juyi: (Qiantang Spring Tour))
Poems written in wood:
1, a Buddhist temple behind Duanshan Temple
Tang changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
2. Hope of Spring
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
3. Late spring
Tang hanyu
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
Huayang fish pod has no talent and can only solve the problem of heavy snow all over the sky.
4. Enjoy the first meeting in Lotte Yangzhou.
Yuxi Liu Tang
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
5. Early cold and pregnancy
Tang Meng Hao ran
Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak.
My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.
I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky.
The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
Math:
1, a is -2, b is 6 or -6, then the value of a+b is 4 or -8.
The answer is 2 5/6.
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