①The Polish composer Chopin was preparing to leave the country for further study in 1830, and his friends hosted a banquet to bid him farewell. During the banquet, his friends gave him a silver cup filled with Polish clay, which was meant to encourage Chopin not to forget his motherland.
②Shortly after Chopin's arrival in Vienna, an uprising against Russian rule broke out in Warsaw, which unfortunately failed. Chopin tried twice to return to his country, but was unsuccessful. From then on, he poured his nostalgia and concern for his homeland into his music.
3 In the fall of 1848, Chopin, who had been away from his homeland for 18 years, became seriously ill and died. His sister rushed to his side from Warsaw. Chopin said to his sister, "The reactionary Polish government will not allow my body to be transported back to the motherland, but you must bring back my heart."
④He also ordered someone to take out the silver cups full of soil from his homeland that his friends had given him that year, and asked them to sprinkle the soil from his homeland on his coffin when the time came. After Chopin's death, people sprinkled the soil from the silver cup on his grave. His heart, sent back to Warsaw in accordance with his wishes, was preserved in the Church of the Holy Cross. Later, on the 125th anniversary of Chopin's birth, the people of Poland re-erected his tombstone, with the following epitaph:
The place of the greatest love, the place of the heart.
1. The order of narration in this short article is .
2. The epitaph "love" refers to .
3. The emotional thread running through the essay is .
4. Natural paragraph ③④ uses two examples to show Chopin's deep love for his motherland, please summarize the content of these two examples in simple language:
The first example is: .
The second example is.
5. The underlined sentence "But you must take my heart back." If it is changed to "But will you take my heart back?" Is this a good idea? Why?
Answer.
(Selected from Guiyang City, Guizhou Province, 2000)
Exercise 2: Writings on West Lake (excerpts)
It was raining when I went to visit Lingyin, and as soon as I got out of the car, I only felt the greenness coming to me. The road side of the ancient trees, verdant, seems to drift the rain are also green. Feilai Peak on the layers of trees, some green black, deep, thick; some green blue, light, bright. The winding path under the peak, covered with moss, straight green to the stone cracks. Sitting on the cold spring pavilion, really feel the body cool, relaxed and happy. Pavilion next to the stream clanking, smooth blue, flowing rapidly, water splash, such as flying pearl rolling jade general, in this piece of green shadow looks very good.
There are many scenic spots in West Lake, each with different benefits, even if a green, but also different. Huanglong Cave is green and secluded, Pingfeng Mountain is green and wild, and the Nine Curves and Eighteen Caves are green and free. ① Walking Su Causeway, both sides of the lake, the distant water like smoke, near the water with a light rain, a layer of silver gray color. As I walked, I suddenly felt that the trees on the roadside were so green that they seemed to be green from the root to the ground. Approach to see, the original tree covered with green moss, so tender, so lovely, making the green Su Causeway more green a few points. Some of the moss, the shape is also interesting, such as farming cattle, such as shepherds, such as trees, such as clouds; some of the whole piece seems to be, the layout is like a green landscape. ②
In the Flower Harbor, see another kind of green. That is full of new lotus, round green leaves, or pavilion on the water, or just like leaning on the water, only to feel a kind of vigorous vitality, jumping full of pool. Green, originally is the color of life. I love to see the early spring willow shoots, so fresh, so bright, willow branches a swing, seems to stomping feet to tell you that spring is coming. ③ lotus leaves, then to hold some, early summer, is more mature, but that through the lively green performance of the thriving vitality, is the same. Coupled with the water droplets on the surface of the water droplets roll, it seems as if the pool of lotus leaves are going to skirt flying, dancing. ④
Taking a boat back from the Flower Harbor, the rain had stopped and the waves were as flat as a mirror; the distant mountains were green with purple, as if they were frozen in a section of cloud. ⑤
1. This article focuses on the description of .
2. "Watching fish in the Flower Harbor, I saw another kind of green." What special feelings does the writer have about this kind of green?
Answer: .
3. In the text of the underlined five sentences in any one sentence, on the image, language and writing style and other aspects of focused appreciation comment.
Answer: The first sentence: .
(Selected from the questions of the 2001 middle school examination of Xuzhou City, Jiangsu Province)
Exercise 3: Green Vegetables
Lovely Green Vegetables, daughter of the land ( ), please shine on me with your simple light.
Your touching color is a symbol of life. Vividness and purity, simplicity and richness, a blend of these noble qualities, how difficult for man, how natural for you. I do not know which color can always radiate the warmth of home like you.
You rely closely on the land, and to the sky to slowly extend their bodies, in order to better receive the sun and rain grace. Your posture is always humble, and this humility is never a show of motivation, but an innate and gradually perfected form of spirit as you grow. Children arbitrarily plucked the high-tailed tails of dogwoods, grinned as they removed the self-aggrandizing lanterns from the lantern grasses, and blithely carved their partner's nicknames on the cucumbers that hung in the air, but all of them were always so careful when mowing the grass among the vegetable beds.
Your roots are majestic and stoic, and the blood of the land pours into your roots from all directions, then rises into all the thick and thin veins that gurgle throughout your body, showing the world your green vigor.
You fluttered across the breast of the land and followed the sun's guide to me. Your clear gaze washed away my worries and weariness like spring water. I, who thought I was tall, couldn't help but bend down to honor you. My hand gently strokes your youthful body, and I gradually feel my soul growing roots, trying to penetrate into the earth. Will I be as vivid and pure as you, as simple and rich, as simple and noble?
Ah, lovely bok choy, daughter of the land ( ), give me your vigorous vigor and all your virtues!
1. This article is aria, the text both expresses the author's feelings and summarize the quality of a sentence is:
2. From the full text of the line of thought, to the "beautiful" and "loyalty" are located in parentheses. The order of precedence should
be: .
3. Select words from the text to fill in the following, to show the main content of the paragraphs and the article "aria" ideas. The second, third and fourth paragraphs of the article respectively sing and describe the ( ), ( ), ( ) of the green vegetables.
4. In order to express his feelings more directly, the author used such a technique:
5. Taste the content of the cross-hairs in the text, combined with the author's intention to express, say what you find. (Only one point can be said)
(From the 2002 Chinese Language Examination Questions of Jingzhou City, Hubei Province)
Exercise 4: Dead Branches and Flowers
①What kind of tree is that? In this late fall, when the yellow leaves have fallen, it is full of flowers, showing a kind of youth and joy. What kind of tree is this that is full of miracles?
②Early in the morning, into the garden, far away, I saw a tree of flowers, red flowers, purple flowers, in the morning breeze gently swaying.
③When I approached the tree step by step, I could see that it was nothing more than a dead branch with fallen autumn leaves, entwined with petunias that had just bloomed. The dead tree lent its body to the long vines of the tender petunias, and the petunias pinned their brightly colored flowers on top of the dead tree's head. And so they came back to life, living together so harmoniously and beautifully that you suddenly felt that they were originally one.
④You, O withered tree, did not abhor the weakness of the newborn, but supported it with your hardness, and so you also gained beauty.
5 The soft vine, O thou that loathest not the old age of the elder, and deckest it with thy vigor, so thou hast gained beauty.
6 I have seen some dead branches standing proudly, covered with dirty bird droppings, with the wind of depression curling under their feet. I've also seen some petunias, unable to find support, condemned to the ground and swallowed up by the weeds.
7 Looking at this one tree, I smiled.
1. In the first paragraph, the author describes "a tree full of wonders".
(1) What wonders did the writer see (not more than 10 words)?
Answer: □□□□□□□□□□
(2) In relation to the whole text, why does the author call it a miracle (no more than 10 words)?
Answer: □□□□□□□□□□
2. In paragraph (3), what does the author write that the dead tree and the petunia each did? What was the result?
Answer:
3. Read paragraph ④ ⑤ ⑥ and fill in the blanks below.
This part of the article uses the rhetorical device and the writing style to express the praise for the life phenomenon of the dead tree and the soft vine.
4. At the end of the article, it says, "Looking at this tree, I smiled". What kind of life realization do you think the writer has gained from the life phenomenon of dead trees and flowers?
Answer:
(Selected from the questions of the 2002 Tianjin Intermediate School Examination)
Exercise 5: Formulating Questions
①The bright March 3 came as scheduled. However, what left the deepest impression on me on March 3 was not the lightness and splendor of kites flying in the field, but the sound of my grandmother chopping down trees with a knife.
②"March 3, chopping jujube dry ......" Every time, Grandma would sing so low, in the cool sunshine, holding a shiny knife, rhythmically chopping to the courtyard jujube tree. The sturdy date palm stood there quietly, with a face full of vicissitudes of life, silently greeted the baptism of the knife.
③"Grandma, why did you cut the tree? Doesn't the tree hurt?" I asked. In my heart, this ugly bark is like the poor man's cotton jacket, although it is not pretty, but it is their precious armor against the ice and cold. Even though winter is over, there is still the cold of spring. Grandma so cut down, will not y hurt them? Doesn't Grandma know that "people live for a breath, trees live for a skin"? I even secretly think, is not this date palm and grandma made some kind of revenge?
4 "Children should not talk too much!" Grandma sternly rebuked me, and drove me to the side, and continued to cut herself, knife after knife ......
⑤ At that time, every fall, when I ate sweet and crispy jujube, I would think of grandma's hand of awe-inspiring light of the knife, and my heart would secretly for the date palm of this catastrophe . The palpitations and doubts are certainly there, but never again refused to ask one more question.
6 Years later, I grew up. When the incident had almost faded into my memory, I revisited a scene from my childhood in a far-flung pear township.
⑦It was also early spring, also March 3, and the pear trees on the hills were just showing a hint of fresh green. There were also snowy knives, but instead of one, there were hundreds of them. These knives jumped and danced on the pear tree trunks like a miniature ballerina. Pear farmers cut with such care and attention, and their degree of seriousness was no less than that of my grandmother. They cut as if they were carving a mesmerizing piece of work. The pear tree's skin shavings spilled down layer by layer, as if it was their painful memories, but also as if it was their old winter clothes.
8 "Old man, why is this tree cut down like this?" I asked an old man who was wielding a knife. I vaguely felt that there must be a ****same reason behind their behavior that was so consistent with my grandmother's. That reason is the same mystery that I didn't know in my childhood.
⑨"You readers should know that tree trunks are used to transport nutrients. These trees sleep all winter, and if they are not cut down, they will grow too fast." The old man laughed.
⑩"What's wrong with that?"
○11 "What's good about that?" The old man asked rhetorically, "The fast-growing ones are useless branches, and the roots store a limited amount of nutrients. If you use up all the nutrients in the early stages of growth, what will you get to bear fruit in the later stages? Even if it bears fruit, it will only give you a mouthful of crumbs."
○12I was stunned and didn't say anything.
○13I was y shocked: trees are like this, how can people not be like this? If a person is too successful in his youth, he will unknowingly grow a lot of arrogant and haughty branches. These branches, often in vain, but no quality, waste of life's precious nutrients. When the time comes to bear fruit, they have nothing to take out and give to the harvest season. The other type of people, in the early stages of life, by a seemingly cruel knife, cut off the mellow and hearty song, but therefore the nutrients brewed and brewed, and when the fruit is ripe, their breath is fragrant into a pot of excellent wine.
○14In this sense, how is the wound of the sword not the love of the sword? Moreover, the wound is short and the love is long.
○15 Of course, there is, after all, a difference between a man and a tree: a tree can wait for a man's knife, but a man cannot wait for the knife of life. All we can do, perhaps, is to bear, to accumulate when there is a knife; when there is no knife, to find, to build. Let us remember the knife love, with the life of sharpening, to meet the fruitful and sweet smile.
1. According to the meaning of the text, for the blank space in the text to choose the appropriate words, their letters in order to fill in brackets. ( )
A. Pious B. Fortunate C. Sincere D. Fortunate
2. In paragraph 7, the author uses the metaphor of "a miniature ballerina" to refer to: .
The function of the metaphor is: .
3. In paragraph 8, there is the word "mystery", the context, say "mystery" refers to what? What does "bottom" mean? (Each sentence does not exceed 10 words)
Riddle: □□□□□□□□□□ Bottom: □□□□□□□□□□
4. In the text with a horizontal line to draw the transition from the narrative into the discussion of lyricism.
5. Explain the meaning of the punctuation word "fragrant" in paragraph ○13 according to the context. Fragrance:
6. Find a word that reflects the center of the text and use it as the title of this article, and write it on the horizontal line.
Answer: .
(Selected from the questions of the 2001 Middle School Examination of Haidian District, Beijing)
Exercise 6: The Nature of Life
1. As night fell, the familiar and rusty music of the man's house across the street resounded again, ringing out with the sometimes-tight, sometimes-slow footsteps of the dance.
②There was a disabled couple who had only just moved in, the man with a pair of backward-facing paws and the woman who was mute. When I first met them that day, a wave of pity rose in my heart: how hard it should be for such a life, such a family! It's not that I despise them; I think as a normal person, one should have a little bit of such compassion.
③But the next fact surprised me. These days, their friends with disabilities come to gather after nightfall, and their music, dance and laughter are in the air. I couldn't see their faces, but I could feel the fire and passion of their dancing.
④Faced with such a group of people, I felt that all the words in the world became pale and irrelevant. To say that people with disabilities also love life and need music and dance is a feeble explanation. Only the dance of fire is appropriate. Fire is dancing, and the twisting and contorting dance is the expression of the life of fire. Burning body in the dance of fire issued Bi Bi stripped chanting, burning body is not exhausted, the dance of fire does not stop.
5The familiar and unfamiliar music was like a firework, lighting up the sky of my memory at once. I saw again through the distant years the dance of life in another form: it was in a humble brick kiln where I had been sent down to labor thirty years ago. The kiln master's little daughter was only seven or eight years old, began to help adults. This little girl, whose clothes were covered with patches and who was just at the age of reading and playing, took on the hardships of life too early. At that time, I also looked at this little girl with pity, but the hard labor became a dance in the little girl, she jumped and danced with her tools, without any sadness. She immediately plunged me into contemplation and questioning of life: what is the nature of life? What makes life move forward in such a joyful form?
6In a childlike manner, it is not enough to explain it in terms of innocence, ignorance, or optimism. It was as if God had deliberately arranged for me to see two dances of life in different forms. From the moment life is born, it wears a pair of red dancing shoes. This is the essence of life, the reason why man sings and rejoices in any difficult and trying situation.
⑦The history of human life has traversed thousands of years, during which wars, disasters, sickness, and death have not been able to stop the joyful dance of life. Time and again, glorious temples have appeared on the ruins, and after the disasters, human beings have prospered from generation to generation. There is no fear, never pessimistic, life is so all the way to dance and sing forward, all because the essence of life is the dance.
1. After reading this article, what do you think the author said "the essence of life"?
(1) If you use a word in the text to answer, it should be .
(2) If answered by a simile in the text, it should be .
(3) If answered in your own words, it can be summarized as (no more than 30 words):
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2. Read paragraph ④ carefully and answer the questions.
(1) Why is it "only fitting" to describe the lives of this group of disabled people as "a dance of fire"?
Answer.
(2) What is the deep meaning of the underlined sentence?
Answer.
3. In paragraph 6, it is said, "As if God had deliberately arranged it so that I could see two dances of life in different forms".
(1) In relation to the whole text, say what each of the two forms of the dance of life is about.
Answer: one is ;
one is .
(2) Is it really the "intentional arrangement" of God that "let me see two different forms of life's dance"? Tell us your understanding.
Answer.
(Selected from the questions of the 2002 Chinese Language Examination of Zhenjiang City, Jiangsu Province)
Exercise 7: New Leaves
①One night of spring rain. Early in the morning, I lifted the white curtains and caught a glimpse of some pale green and goose-yellow shoots erupting from the bare branches under the small window in the cold. "New leaves!" I couldn't help but let my eyes swish, and cried out in surprise. Steeply, I felt a fresh breeze carrying the scent of spring through my chest. "Ah! Hello, New Leaf!"
②Flowers in nature are colorful, but "green flowers" are rare, and if I've ever seen one, it's a new leaf.
③People always take the swallows as a preview of the arrival of spring, but I think that the new leaves, really called the messenger of spring. As early as in the harsh winter, it is with their own beliefs and hopes, steadfast and persistent waiting, saving up, when the ice disappears snowflakes, it will be impatient from the dry branches of the bald strip out, timidly peeping in all directions, and then, gently shaking the small body, warmly greet each other, welcome the sun, bathe in spring rain, enjoy stretching out. Within a few days, the stars are dotted all over the tree, showing vigorous vitality.
④The new leaves are growing day by day, accompanied by the footsteps of spring. In the blink of an eye, it is full of green. Looking up, under the sunlight, pieces of clear and bright, verdant, just like a bud of fresh tea into the boiling water. It seems far away, but see a group, a cluster, thick and light, pavilion like cover. Dense, thick and deep, like a bubbling flow of oil; thin, light and bright, like a thin layer of halo.
5 However, if it is only a favorite style, how can it be worth my feelings? After observing it for a long time, I found something that made me admire it even more - its virtues and sentiments.
6The life of a new leaf is short. It sprouts in the spring, grows in the summer, and floats away in the fall when the wind picks up. The short life, but overflowing with endless vigor and love of life. First of all, it is never picky about the harsh environment in which it is located, can be settled in the mountains in the wilderness, or in the busy streets of the city, faithfully guarding their positions, in the ground does not compete with the barren, in the people, but seek to be beneficial. It works hard, day and night to absorb carbon dioxide, the output of fresh oxygen. It uses its own body decorated rivers and mountains, landscaping, for the avenue to block the sun to stop the sand, for passers-by shelter shade and rain. It supports the sweet fruit, colorful flowers, but never show off their own, quietly concentrate on hanging green shade, humble and not lowly, noble and not proud, light make-up self-holding, deep roots of self-support, self-sacrifice self-forgetful. The earth's milk nourished it, it reported to a loyal, even if fading down, but always crowded set in front of the roots, refused to leave. Moreover, most of the leaves face down, the last kiss to the mother!
⑦Perhaps because of the "green and red" reason, flowers are often easier than green leaves to win people's hearts. However, although the red flower is good, but also need to support the green leaves; without the green leaves of the "infinite blue" and where the flowers of the "different red"? I praise the green leaves, although I also like the flowers very much.
8 new leaves green, so that I suddenly thought: even if you can not do a colorful flowers, do a pure and noble green leaves and why not do it. Life, should have been as green, vigorous, humble, diligent.
9 friend, may the tree of your life, always full of green new leaves, evergreen.
(From Famous Writers and Masterpieces for Extracurricular Reading By:Li Song)
1. What is the function of the first paragraph in the text?
Answer: .
2. Paragraph 4 describes the green color of the new leaves from different angles, which is very hierarchical. Write down the key words that indicate the angle of description.
Answer: .
3. Paragraph ⑤ is a transitional paragraph, in which two phrases summarize the content of the preceding and following texts.
Answer: .
4. Write a sentence that summarizes the content of paragraph ⑥.
Answer: .
5. What writing technique is used in paragraph (7)? What is its function?
Answer: .
6. Find a sentence that points out the main idea of the whole text and write it below.
Answer: .
Exercise 8: Dark Fragrance
Suddenly, I felt a familiar scent flowing in the office, very familiar, but I couldn't remember what it was. At first, it was thought to be a colleague's perfume, but one by one, they sniffed a lot, but they are not. At this point, someone reminded, "It's the scent of cinnamon, right?"
I just suddenly realized that this is indeed the fragrance of osmanthus ah! So, rushed outdoors and walked to the osmanthus tree standing next to the sidewalk. Sure enough, a strong fragrance refreshing, stirring the soul. And then look carefully, in the dense leaves behind the tree, the size of those rice grains of tender yellow flowers as the sky stars twinkling, but also very quiet, without the intention of publicity.
Looking, my eyes are moist. These little things of love, but also in the dark fragrance, fragrance also like nothing happened, quietly standing in the branches, waiting for quietly withered. If we do not look carefully, we do not know that they have been to this world, has been fragrant in this world. At that moment, my thoughts touched one of the most tender memories, which was a story told by a classmate when I was in middle school.
At that time, this classmate's family was very poor, in order to save electricity, he went home at eleven o'clock every day after the evening study, and the gate of the school also slowly closed some time after he left. He always thought that the gate was not closed until that time, so in the spring, summer, fall and winter, he did so every day and never felt anything wrong. It wasn't until one day, when he was locked in the campus for the night, that he realized that the school gates were closed at ten o'clock, and that Master Li, who had originally closed the gates, was sick and hospitalized. It was only then that he realized that the oldest master had been silently opening the door of convenience for him. When he bought a bunch of gifts with tears in his eyes to visit the old man, the old man had already passed away ......
After listening to this story, many of our eyes were wet for the sake of that old man who silently performed good deeds. Our hearts were wet, because there was that moment when we woke up, in fact, beside each of us there is that old man who opens the door for us to open the door of convenience, they are just like this small tender yellow osmanthus, quietly releasing the ghostly fragrance, and then quietly withered.
They don't flaunt it because that's the way their lives are!
(From "Extra-curricular Reading of Modern Literature" By:Haoyue)
1. What is the thread running through the whole piece of prose?
Answer.
2. What writing technique is used in this essay to express the theme of the essay from objects to people?
Answer: .
3. Gui Hua and the old man who closes the door share the same qualities, summarize them in a phrase from the text.
Answer: .
4．Which phrase in the text most directly summarizes the "dark fragrance" of the shutterbugs?
Answer: .
5. Why does the article describe osmanthus flowers and their fragrance in detail?
Answer: .
6. The article says, "In fact, there is an old man who opens the door beside each one of us", please list one such person beside you.
Answer: .
Exercise 9: Painting Eyebrows
One afternoon in August, the weather was warm, and a group of children were working very hard to catch those colorful butterflies. At that moment, I couldn't help remembering a very impressive thing that happened in my childhood. I was twelve years old, living in South Carolina, and used to catch live wild animals and put them in cages, and after that incident, I was thrown out of this kind of excitement.
My house is on the edge of the woods, and every sunset and dusk, a flock of American Painted Lady comes into the woods to rest and sing. The song was so beautiful that no earthly instrument could have played such a beautiful tune.
I was determined to capture a little bird, put it in my cage, and let it sing for me alone.
And sure enough, I succeeded. It first flapped its wings and flew around the cage in great fear. But then it calmed down and recognized its new home. Standing in front of the cage, listening to my little musician singing beautifully, I felt so happy, it was a blessing in disguise.
I put the cage in my backyard. The next day, its loving mother flew to the cage with food in her mouth. Mama Paintbrush had the little Paintbrush swallow the food one bite at a time. Of course, Mama Paintbrush was aware that this was much better than me feeding her baby. It seemed to be a good thing for all to enjoy.
The next morning I went to see what my little captive was doing, only to find him lying soundless and dead at the bottom of his cage. I was perplexed by this and wondered what had happened. Hadn't my little bird been well cared for, I thought?
Then it coincided with the visit of the famous ornithologist Arthur? Willie came to visit my father and stayed at my house for a little while. So I told him of the little wretch's terrible doom, and upon hearing it, he explained eloquently, "When a mother American paintbrush discovers that her child is in a cage, she makes sure to feed the young one poison berries sufficient to kill it, and she seems to be firmly convinced that it would be better for her child to die than to live as a prisoner." I was amazed to hear that.
After that, I never captured any living creature to put in a cage. For I know this: any living thing has a quest for a free life, and that quest is certainly worth recognizing.
(From "Famous Writings for Extracurricular Reading" by Saul Bellow)
(From "Famous Writings for Extracurricular Reading" by Saul Bellow) Belo)
1. This is a reminiscent essay, using flashbacks. Write the sentence in the text that most directly points to this.
Answer .
2. What is the plot structure of the underlined sentence in the first paragraph?
Answer: .
3. What is the reason why the mother American paintbrush bird kills the baby paintbrush? (Answer in the original sentence)
Answer.
4. Why did she say, "I'll never catch anything alive to put in a cage again"? (Answer in the original sentence)
Answer: .
5．Which is more important in the eyes of the mother American paintbrush, life or freedom? What do you think about this?
Answer: .
Exercise 10: A Bottle of Blue Ink
A bottle of blue ink sits quietly in the corner of my desk, as it always did in life, in that shape, that attitude. For a space with a slight sense of beauty, its presence seems a bit superfluous. It's hard for me to make an accurate judgment about its end; it lives in a blue, blue atmosphere, in a hazy atmosphere.
But a bottle of blue ink is not lonely, in its quiet interior, there is a bellyful of words to confess, a bellyful of magic to perform, a bellyful of work to unfold. When I unscrew its lid, I know that my actions do not replace it, but I need it and it waits for me, and waiting and needing go both ways. All my words with it, the most and most words in the world, the words of a thousand and one nights, are spoken on paper.
A drop of water will disappear completely, in dryness, blue ink is not afraid of dryness, its significance lies in dryness, in dryness it expresses itself, in dryness it endures forever, blue ink does not take the route of a drop of water, blue ink treks a marvelous journey, it is east, west, south, north, it is gold, wood, water, fire, or: "All things have left its traces. " Where a drop of water leaves regrets, a drop of blue ink leaves eternity, though it is a relative eternity.
Where a poem is moved, who can discover the heartbeat of a drop of blue ink; where a play is emotionally entwined, who can feel the wetness of a drop of blue ink's tears; and where a story ends, who can know the homecoming of a drop of blue ink. Blue ink, my familiar and unfamiliar blue ink: familiar is, your mysterious face of blue and blue; unfamiliar is, before your departure, you are still unfathomable, you are still an unknown.
The doubt of a drop of blue ink is precisely my doubt and my own unknown. My blue ink, with its ghostly blue shadows seeks me out, and illuminates me with its cold face. The center of my thoughts, my inspirations, my anxieties, entangled in your dense world is hard to escape. You bare me unabashedly, respond to me indulgently, document me. I am in your sight, you are in my thoughts. As long as my sanity is still awake, you up and down, indulgent space, will eventually give me a satisfactory answer.
Blue ink, dear blue ink, let me work hard for you again, once again use you, pore over you, consume your ghostly blue and ghostly blue heart and soul, and write down a sentence from the bottom of my heart's voice: "Thank you!"
(From "Language New Reading" By:Guo Zhijie)
1. What are the clues in the writing of this essay?
Answer.
2. In order to express emotions more directly, what is the main technique of expression used in this short essay?
Answer: .
3. Summarize the spiritual qualities of blue ink in your own words.
Answer: .
4. What is the purpose of calling "a bottle of blue ink" from "it" to "you" and then to "you"? "What is the effect of this writing?
Answer: .
5. "Blue ink is not afraid of drying out, its significance lies in drying out", how should this sentence be understood?
Answer: .
6. Taste and analyze the sentence that draws the corrugated line, and say the beauty of such an expression (name one point).
Answer: .