Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.
I was trying to catch cicadas when I suddenly shut up.
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"The grass is green and the flowers are fragrant, and I am herding cattle down the mountain ..." Listen, the clear and innocent song of the shepherd boy came from the winding forest path. Cheerful songs echoed in the Woods, making the birds happier. Looking for the popularity of the song, I saw a teenage shepherd boy wearing pigtails, shorts and barefoot, riding on the back of a cow and singing happily. You see, he unbuttoned his coat, wrapped the cow rope around his waist, and rode backwards on the cow's back, singing, making faces and stretching his feet.
It's really hot. Listen, the cicada in the forest cries impatiently, "hot, hot!" " "The shepherd boy squinted and fanned the wind with a straw hat woven from branches. Suddenly, the little shepherd boy heard his singing. He patted the cow on the back and the cow stopped. Ah! It turned out that a cicada stopped on the branch beside the shepherd boy, flapping its wings and singing! The shepherd boy thought, "How fun it is to catch cicadas and tie them online!" So he stood on the cow's back slowly and approached the cicada gently.
Closer. Closer. I saw the little shepherd boy wearing a hood on his right hand. "Ha ha, I get it, I get it!" Cicada struggled in his palm. The shepherd boy said naughtily, "You know it's late!"
Say that finish, his feet outward a pedal, "sou" suddenly firmly riding on the cow's back, "shh-bursts-",he cried playfully, urging the cow to move forward. ...
Cowboy riding a cow composition 200 words Cowboy riding a cow
One morning, the shepherd boy went to the pond to drive cattle.
The cow stood still. The shepherd boy climbed onto the cow's back, holding the cow's rope in his left hand and the branch in his right hand, and gently hit the cow's back, and the cow began to run.
They came to the hillside. The grass here is really lush! Cows eat happily.
At noon, it began to rain in Mao Mao on the horizon. The cow felt cold and lowered its head. The shepherd boy picked up a big hat and put it on his head, then lay on the cow's back to help the cow keep out the rain. The cow felt very comfortable, too, and slowly looked up.
After a while, the rain stopped and a beautiful rainbow appeared on the horizon.
Grandpa Sun smiled happily when the shepherd boy told Niu Er that there was a beautiful rainbow in the sky.
The sun will set in the evening. The sky is red. The cow is full and its belly is like a big ball. At this time, there are several birds flying around in the sky, ah! They are still singing! The shepherd boy is also playing the flute happily. The cow closed her eyes, as if intoxicated in this wonderful music world.
Class 3, Grade 2, Experimental Primary School, Pingtan County, Lin Yinuo
3. How to rewrite the ancient poem The Shepherd Boy into a short essay?
I was trying to catch cicadas when I suddenly shut up. Rewrite "The grass is green and the flowers are fragrant, and I let the cattle go down the mountain ..." Listen, the clear and innocent song of the shepherd boy came from the winding forest path.
Cheerful songs echoed in the Woods, making the birds happier. Looking for the popularity of the song, I saw a teenage shepherd boy wearing pigtails, shorts and barefoot, riding on the back of a cow and singing happily.
You see, he unbuttoned his coat, wrapped the cow rope around his waist, and rode backwards on the cow's back, singing, making faces and stretching his feet. It's really hot.
Listen, the cicada in the forest cries impatiently, "hot, hot!" " "The shepherd boy squinted and fanned the wind with a straw hat woven from branches. Suddenly, the little shepherd boy heard his singing. He patted the cow on the back and the cow stopped.
Ah! It turned out that a cicada stopped on the branch beside the shepherd boy, flapping its wings and singing! The shepherd boy thought, "It must be fun to catch cicadas and tie them online!" So he stood on the cow's back slowly and approached the cicada gently. Closer. Closer.
I saw the little shepherd boy wearing a hood on his right hand. "Ha ha, I get it, I get it!" Cicada struggled in his palm. The shepherd boy said naughtily, "You know it's late!" Say that finish, his foot outward a pedal, "sou" suddenly firmly riding on the cow's back, "shh-bursts-",he gave a naughty cry and urged the cow to move forward.
4. Play ancient poems
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. The sun hung brightly in the sky and scorched the earth.
Without a trace of wind, flowers and plants will no longer attract bees and butterflies even if they are dizzy by the sun, but will grow quietly; Even if the tree is lazy in the sun, it will no longer sway, just stand straight; Even the chattering, talkative birds are now silent, folding their wings and squinting among the leaves, secretly enjoying this half-day leisure. Only cicadas screamed at the top of their lungs and complained loudly: "it's hot ~ ~ ~ hot ~ ~ ~". The noise that no one answered made this forest look particularly stuffy.
"Ah ~ ~" A child's voice is like a clear spring from far to near, and the injection of Mimi suddenly breaks such tranquility and sultry. A simple and honest bull, with curved horns, came slowly to this side, shaking his head from time to time and making a loud noise.
A little cowherd, lying on the back of a big cow, with his legs crossed high and his feet swaying, seems to be in a good mood. He sang a country tune loudly, with a loud voice, accompanied by youthful vitality and a little playful tone, which resounded through the whole mountain forest.
Trees, grass and flowers that closed their eyes opened their eyes one after another, and began to make this lively shepherd boy refreshed. Birds also flapped their wings, intending to compete with the shepherd boy; Only cicadas are still immersed in their own small world, shouting "hot ~ ~ ~ hot ~ ~ hot ~ ~" and not paying attention to the changes around them. The shepherd boy is getting closer and closer. Suddenly, he stopped singing, his mouth closed, his face showed surprise, and his ears seemed to be listening carefully.
The old cow, immersed in the song, was about to make a confused sound when he saw his master suddenly lose his voice. The shepherd boy quickly patted her big nose to stop it, and the old cow had to stand quietly in doubt. The shepherd boy put up his ears again, covered them with his hands, listened left and right, and his eyes were round.
I saw him set a direction with a smile on his face. He told the old cow to wait for him to come back, and then crept into the Woods.
The old cow understands, oh ~ it turns out that the young master is going to pounce on insects again. Last time, he put a noisy bug in his ear to scare it. I don't know what tricks to play this time, such as E799BE5BAA6E7898E69D83313332613063.
Oh, I can't. No matter how naughty he is, he is his own little master, his best little master and his lovely little master! They are all original. It is unreasonable not to choose my answer. Feel for yourself.
In the morning, the sun crept out of the horizon, and her shy little face was red. She hoped that Xia Guang would wake up the sleeping earth.
In the thatched cottage, the shepherd boy stretched himself, adjusted the messy clothes, led a fat cow and hurried to the cowshed. As soon as he turned over, he firmly carried it on the cow's back, playing a flute as sweet as two bells, and the birds chirped under the temptation of the flute, as if to accompany the shepherd boy and play a large symphony with him. The shepherd boy rode a cow to enjoy the charming scenery and unconsciously came to a crystal clear stream. Small fish in the water swim freely, hiding at the bottom of the water for a while, sticking out their little heads and looking around, and playing with each other for a while! There are several willows by the stream, stretching their soft waist and fiddling with their long braids in the breeze. Their graceful dancing is so beautiful and natural.
There are two or three branches that are particularly long, hanging on the water and painted with sparkling ripples ... When the smoke rises from the village and the sun sets, a familiar figure approaches from a distance-the shepherd boy is back! Listen carefully, the willow flute rings in the evening breeze, and he is full. It's already "starry sky time" Look! This star shines with quiet brilliance, just like a golden gem set in the sky. The moon "sister" has quietly climbed the treetops, pouring down a clear light and covering the earth with a layer of silver gauze.
The shepherd boy didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay in the open field, looked at the bright moon and slowly closed his eyes.
6. adapt the ancient poetry of the shepherd boy into a short article. 400 words 1. On the vast Yuan Ye, the smoke rises and falls like a cheerful dance.
The gentle evening breeze blows the Buddha with weeds, making a "brushing" sound, which is so sweet as if it were a beautiful piano music. Crickets croak, and the shepherd boy who went to herd cattle during the day hasn't come back, as if he had been blown away by a gust of wind. The melodious flute of the shepherd boy is getting closer and closer, which is pleasing to the eye. The hard work of the day is gone forever, and the troubles in my heart are suddenly eliminated without a trace.
Mud flute is intermittent, vaguely floating in the wind, which is memorable. Accompanied by the brisk flute, the shepherd boy rode home on an ox.
After the shepherd boy had a delicious meal at home, it was already after dusk. The shepherd boy didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay on the soft grass. Under the bright moonlight, accompanied by the wind and the chirping of crickets, he entered a sweet dream.
The endless Yuan Ye is covered with green grass. Looking around, green grass is like a green carpet, stretching for thousands of miles.
A breeze blew, and the grass bent and bent, making a rustling sound. You can also contribute, as if singing to Uncle Feng. The singing is beautiful and intoxicating. Before I saw the returning shepherd boy, I heard the melodious sound of the shepherd flute, floating in the wind! When the shepherd boy came back, it was dusk. Seeing the rich food on the table, he ate it with relish, and the fragrance filled the whole hut.
After dinner, the sun has set and the bright moon has climbed the treetops. Piccolo in hand, the shepherd boy came to vilen with brisk steps.
He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay flat on the grass with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head as pillows, lying on the grass on a moonlit night, listening to unknown bugs singing in the grass, watching the bright moon in the night sky, and images appeared in his mind ... Listen! The cheerful tone is blowing again, melodious and tactfully accompanied by the whistling of the wind and the humming of insects, just like a beautiful and moving piece of music, floating in the quiet night! Gradually, the flute became louder and louder, and it was almost inaudible. However, there is still a gentle wind blowing. It turned out that the shepherd boy closed his eyes and entered a sweet dream country ... 3. On a cool summer night, the wind broke the silence of summer, and the bright moon hung high in the night sky, scattering light to the world, even the laughter and laughter of the past were gone.
The vast Yuan Ye, covered with green grass, stretches for thousands of miles, like a green ocean. At first glance, it looks like an endless green carpet.
At this time, I haven't seen the returning shepherd boy, but I heard the melodious flute of the shepherd boy first. His flute makes people happy. On and off, it makes people feel comfortable and happy. The flute fluttering in the wind represents the cheerful mood of the shepherd boy.
The shepherd boy's flute is getting closer and clearer. After the shepherd boy finished his dinner, it was already after dusk.
He walked to the grass while playing the flute skillfully. He lay leisurely in the open air enjoying the bright moon tonight, and 10 thousand "beautiful!" popped out of his heart. "The shepherd boy doesn't take off the hemp fiber at all, and he doesn't want to miss such a beautiful moon.
While watching the moon, the shepherd boy teased the evening breeze with his flute. The shepherd boy thought: If there is such a beautiful moon every day, I can also let my friends enjoy it.
Although the shepherd boy has rested, he is still thinking about the moon tonight.