Excellent practice pen one:
"Qingpingle Village Residence" rewritten
Zhang Zihan
The creek by the hut was crystal clear, and the grass covered the dirt beside the creek like a carpet. The disc-like lotus leaves are lined with lotus flowers, making the lotus flowers more beautiful, and from time to time they also exude bursts of fragrance, which is intoxicating.
The big locust tree next to the thatched hut is like a brave guard, standing in front of the low house to guard the family; A row of pear trees behind the house, enjoying the nourishment of nature; The large grapes on the trellis exude endless life. In front of the thatched hut, the old hen and the chicks "parade" in the yard, and the funny appearance makes people laugh. In the hut, an old couple was talking and laughing. They were holding wine glasses, chatting while drinking, and laughing from time to time, which was really leisurely and happy. Chatting and chatting, the old husband sighed and said: "Alas, now the border is being encroached on little by little, and many people are ruined, I don't know how many good days we have." "Don't talk about discouragement," the old lady answered, "we live so richly, we have no worries about food and clothing, and we have three filial sons, what are you worried about!" "Or you think comprehensively, haha! The two of them began to talk more and more energetically.
Summer is the season of the scorching sun, and the eldest son must think so. At the moment, he was hoeing beans on a field on the east side of the creek. Although he was sweating profusely, he didn't stop, took off his shirt and buried himself in the hard work. The second son was sitting under a tree weaving a chicken coop. He was so ingenious that he weaved a solid chicken coop with three strokes and five divisions. I saw him pick up a few more bamboo sticks, sit on the ground, and skillfully weave them. Hey, the youngest son has gone to **? It turned out that he was lying by the stream peeling lotus flowers! The innocent youngest son ran to see the eldest brother's farm work for a while, handed the second brother a few lotus seeds for a while, and then lay on the ground and rolled the lotus seeds around like marbles, which was very cute! The old couple looked at their three hard-working, sensible, and filial sons, and their faces were full of happy smiles.
This is a happy family who live in the quiet countryside, away from the war, and live in abundance.
Excellent practice pen two:"Qingpingle Village Residence" rewritten
Zhang Zhonghao
The stream is singing and singing, flowing leisurely from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the banks of the stream are lush with flowers and herbs, the irrigated crops grow very luxuriantly, the grass by the stream sways with the wind, they seem to dance on the grass, the leaves that blow down from the trees fall on the lotus petals on the stream, and the lotus leaves reflect the stream, becoming more verdant ......It's beautiful!
In front of the hut there was a large willow tree, which looked like an old uncle, and on the promenade of its braids sat many green "little guests". These beautiful scenery are reflected in the wine glass on the table in front of the house. At this time, a little hen "clucked" to the feet of the old man, pecked the old man's cloth shoes with his mouth, as if begging for some food, the old man patted the hen's head, sprinkled a handful of millet on it, looked at the old grandmother opposite and said: "Now there are frequent wars outside, people's lives are miserable, and only our mountains are safer!" The old lady also nodded, "Goo Dong" took a small sip of wine, and said with a little drunkenness: "But isn't it! It's still a comfortable village life in the mountains! "Do you think our three children will grow up to be promising? "Of course, you see our children, the eldest son is hardworking and capable, the second son is ingenious and careful, and the third son is naughty, well-behaved and cute, can he not live a good life? They looked at each other and smiled, full of hope for their happy old age.
Following their gaze, I turned my gaze to the field: the eldest son was very diligent, hoeing the weeds in the bean field, shaking off a handful of sweat with his hands, and said happily: "There will definitely be a big harvest this year, and when the autumn comes, I will surprise my father and mother." Under the willow tree, the second son is weaving the chicken coop with his "skillful hands", he is cautious, for fear of making a mistake, he thinks: "After the chicken coop is knitted, it will definitely be able to give the little hen and the little rooster a warm home." The chicken coops he weaves are both beautiful and beautiful. And the youngest son was lying on the side of the stream peeling lotus pods to eat, and muttered to himself while eating: "Don't eat them all, you have to keep some for your father and mother to eat!" ”
Before you know it, the sun is setting, the last rays of sunlight have left a crimson mark on the sky, and the old husband's family is sitting around the table, eating delicious meals, and everyone has a happy smile on their faces.
Excellent practice pen three:"Qingpingle Village Residence" rewritten
Wang Han Chen Pei
In the extremely laid-back Jiangnan village, a small thatched hut comes into view, and a small stream next to the thatched hut reflects the small trees by the stream like a mirror. The side of the stream is covered with green grass, and the lotus leaves on the stream are like a small green umbrella, floating on the water one by one, and there are also girl-like lotus flowers emerging from the lotus leaves. The hut is surrounded by the scent of trees. There is also a big locust tree planted next to it, the lush leaves are like a huge parasol, under the tree there is a white-haired couple sitting cross-legged, the two couples hold wine glasses in their hands, the husband drank it all, and said with a smile: "Life in this country is really comfortable, there is no noise of the city, it is much cleaner." However, there are many places in the Central Plains where there are constant wars, and I really hope that the war will end as soon as possible and see the scene of national peace and security as soon as possible. "Yes! Madame chimed in. The couple's faces were flushed, and they looked at ease and joy.
In the farmland, the eldest son worked hard, he wore a hat, he was naked, his back was red from the sun, and he was tired and sweaty. He watered the crops, fertilized the soil, picked up a hoe and harvested ripe beans and weeds. The second son was dressed in white, leaning against a small tree, the chickens next to him were "cooing", and the young man was busy weaving chicken coops. I thought to myself: after the weaving, the chicks will be able to have their own comfortable home. The third son lay on his stomach by the brook, splashing water playfully, and his clothes were wet, and he felt bored, so he peeled off the lotus pods on the surface of the stream and ate them with relish.
The sun was already setting, and the quiet woods were filled with the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves, and the boy went home. Xin Qiji saw this happy picture, and wrote "Qingping Le Village House".
Excellent practice pen four:"Qingpingle Village Residence" rewritten
Hou Wenqi
At the end of the countryside lives a happy family.
Walking along a cobblestone path, a small thatched hut comes into view. The eaves are small, and a small stream next to the house flows endlessly, and it is crystal clear. The green grass beside the stream was like emerald. Next to the thatched hut was a tall locust tree, with foliage like a big tent, and the shadows of the trees shone brightly. There are several grape trellises on the thatched roof, and the pear trees in the backyard are enjoying the warm sunshine from nature. In a glass window of the thatched hut, a white-haired old man and an old woman were talking and laughing while drinking and having fun. Suddenly, the old man's face changed greatly, and he sighed gloomily, and said: "Now, there are wars everywhere, and there is a leisurely and free life like ours!" The old woman didn't know what to say for a while, but nodded silently, looked at the hard-working sons outside, and said, "Now, we still have three filial sons, how happy!" ”
At this time, the eldest son was on the east side of the creek, and as soon as he threw away his blue coat, he began to work diligently. He took his hoe and walked towards the field next to him. After a while, the sun sprinkled warmth on the earth in the air, and the eldest son's hoe shone brightly in the sun, and every weed he hoeed down was neat and unblemished. Every time he swung the axe, it was so strong and powerful, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his son's face and dripped into the fertile soil.
The second son took refuge under the locust tree in the east, weaving a chicken coop with bamboo by the way. You see, he sat under the locust tree, weaving carefully, for fear that something would go wrong, and he knitted the chicken coop very firmly. The bamboo strips crisscrossed one by one, and after a while, a delicate and beautiful chicken coop appeared in front of you. He continued to weave with his little hands. Let's take a look at the most adorable youngest son, who has lovely fat cheeks. By the stream, he was lying on the ground, his legs stretched high. The youngest son was peeling the lotus canopy, and put the peeled ones on the ground and dangled them, and the lotus seeds rolled around on the ground, and they were all stunned by the younger son. He picked up a stunned lotus seed and put it in his mouth, and when he bit it gently, a sweet taste filled his mouth. The youngest son smiled with satisfaction.
In the evening, Father-in-law Sun also got off work, and Sister Moon took the stars out to work. The sky was full of stars, and the stars blinked like eyes. The eldest son, the second son, and the younger son all went home for dinner with a smile on their faces. The younger son put the lotus seeds he had peeled into an empty plate, and the family was amused by the younger son's actions.
What a leisurely and comfortable country life, which makes people yearn for it!
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