Zhu Shi rewrote the composition of 600 words.

1. Rewrite the bamboo stone into a 700-word lyric inspirational composition and rewrite the bamboo stone.

As soon as Grandma Dong took the North away, Miss Chun couldn't wait to mention the magic pen to patronize the world.

The wind blowing on your face is not a biting cold wind, but a spring breeze. The spring breeze blew up a seed and quietly sent it to Aunt Locke's arms. This worried Aunt Yan: "Son, son, you can't stay here. There is no fertile soil and not enough sunshine. You can't afford it. You'd better get out! " Hearing these words, the seed was not afraid, but said confidently, "Aunt Yan, don't worry, I will definitely live tenaciously!" " ""but? Aunt Rock tried to persuade him, but Seed refused. He clung to aunt Yan's roots.

The next spring, the seed has grown into a slender bamboo.

Another year has passed, and this barren rock is lush and leafy, which has become a wonder of the world. Many poets and poets came here to see it, and the famous poet Zheng Xie also came here, hoping to see its true colors. When he saw a bamboo, regardless of the harsh environment, firmly rooted in the broken rock, he could not help but be shocked by the spectacle in front of him. He suddenly became lyrical, chanting:

Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,

The roots were originally in the broken rocks.

Hard work and perseverance,

East, west, north and south winds.

2. Rewriting 500 words with the second name of Zhu Shi One morning, Zheng Banqiao slowly walked into the green bamboo forest.

Looking around, the green and straight bamboo is firmly rooted in the rock, and it seems that a pair of powerful claws hold it tightly. Suddenly, a gust of wind roars, and the bamboo poles can't help shaking, and the bamboo leaves keep rustling, as if to be uprooted by the wind.

After a while, the wind stopped, and the bamboo was still dignified: the bamboo pole was tall and straight, and the bamboo leaves swayed as if nothing had happened. In this windy area, Dianthus has been smiling at the wind and standing proudly on the rocks.

Seeing this, Zheng Banqiao couldn't help admiring Dianthus's courage and ability to resist wind and rain. He thought, bamboo is born strong, hard, solid, rigid, solid, tough and strong, and is not afraid of tempering.

As long as you stand upright, you should stand proudly between heaven and earth even if it rains and winds. Life will inevitably encounter some setbacks. Think of carnations that have experienced wind and rain! People should also have such arrogance, overcome difficulties, face reality and be a tenacious person.

With this in mind, Zheng Banqiao, full of poetry, began to write a well-known poem "Bamboo Stone": he insisted that the green hills were not relaxed and the roots were broken. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

3. Rewrite Bamboo Stone into a 500-word narrative. As soon as Dong Popo left with the North, Miss Chun couldn't wait to mention the magic pen to patronize the world.

The wind blowing on your face is not a biting cold wind, but a spring breeze. The spring breeze blew up a seed and quietly sent it to Aunt Locke's arms.

This worried Aunt Yan: "Son, son, you can't stay here. There is no fertile soil and not enough sunshine. You can't afford it. You'd better get out! " Hearing these words, the seed was not afraid, but said confidently, "Aunt Yan, don't worry, I will definitely live tenaciously!" " ""but? Aunt Rock tried to persuade him, but Seed refused. He clung to aunt Yan's roots. The next spring, the seed has grown into a slender bamboo.

Another year has passed, and this barren rock is lush and leafy, which has become a wonder of the world. Many poets and poets came here to see it, and the famous poet Zheng Xie also came here, hoping to see its true colors. When he saw a bamboo, regardless of the harsh environment, firmly rooted his roots in the broken rocks, he could not help but be shocked by the strange scenery in front of him. He was suddenly excited about poetry and intoned: I firmly believe that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

4. Rewriting 500 words with the second name of Zhu Shi One morning, Zheng Banqiao slowly walked into the green bamboo forest. Looking around, the green and straight bamboo is firmly rooted in the rock, and it seems that a pair of powerful claws hold it tightly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind roars, and the bamboo pole can't help shaking, and the bamboo leaves keep rustling, as if to be uprooted by the wind. After a while, the wind stopped, and the bamboo was still dignified: the bamboo pole was tall and straight, and the bamboo leaves swayed as if nothing had happened. In this windy area, Dianthus has been smiling at the wind and standing proudly on the rocks. Seeing this, Zheng Banqiao couldn't help admiring Dianthus's courage and ability to resist wind and rain.

He thought, bamboo is born strong, hard, solid, rigid, solid, tough and strong, and is not afraid of tempering. As long as you stand upright, you should stand proudly between heaven and earth even if it rains and winds. Life will inevitably encounter some setbacks. Think of carnations that have experienced wind and rain! People should also have such arrogance, overcome difficulties, face reality and be a tenacious person.

Thought of here, Zheng Banqiao had a great interest in poetry and began to write a famous poem in Bamboo Stone:

Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,

The roots were originally in the broken rocks.

Hard work and perseverance,

East, west, north and south winds.

5. Rewrite Li Bai's poem into a 600-word story (hurry up, Wugu? After the chaos, the sky is full of love, and I like to go back to the past. There is a white jade palace in the sky and five cities on the twelfth floor. Fairy caresses me, I am a fairy. Mistakes miss the worldly pleasures, and the methods of dealing with chaos are quite poor. 96-year-old sage, floating in the clouds, in vain Take a gamble with the world and never forget the war. I try to bring a little overlord, and I will be crowned with glory. My life was a big mistake, so I gave up my trip to the sea. I learned the sword, and generous tears stained the tassel. I sigh for your talent and praise the crown and heroes. I hosted a banquet to recruit talents and comfort the expeditionary force. The pommel horse is like a cloud, take me to the title of generals in ancient times hall. Neither the song nor the ringtone is satisfactory. I went to Kunming at sunset. In October, I went to Youzhou where I was a star. The king abandoned the North Sea to sweep the floor and borrowed a whale. Today, I ran away, too. I am not proud of wasting my time, driving my horse back to your hometown. Gentlemen, listen to string songs and sit solemnly in the Huatang. One hundred miles is too old, and Taoran is located in Huang Xi. I levy Lechang Music Hall, hold a banquet and set the pot. There are green moths among the sages, lighting candles in rows. I'm drunk dancing and singing around the beam. The entertainment is not over yet. The stars are ashamed. Bones become hills, but what are the sins of ordinary people? Letters are related to the palace, and the life of the country depends on Shu Ge. Three hundred thousand halberds, the door opens and closes the fierce canal. Officials and officials are as loyal as dogs and sheep. Two saints visited Henan and two Beijing went to Xu Qiu. Di Zi made a special conquest, insisting on controlling strong Chu and non-Huan literature. Xunyang was full of flags, but his empty name was wrong, forcing him to board the ship. He was given 500 gold coins, but if he gave up, it would be like smoke floating in the air. He resigned without pay and turned over the sky. Yelang Wan Li Road West Old. Sweep the Liuhe green or frost grass. The sun and the moon are not biased, why tell Cang Hao? A good shepherd calls himself a god and is deeply compassionate. I am relieved to sail across Yangzhou and send away Wan Li's eyes. The screen window leans against the sky, and the water trees are as green as hair. Looking at the sun, I am afraid to hold the mountain, which makes me happy with the moon. Wu Wa and Yue Yan praised lead red. They called up the ladder and walked out of the curtain with a smile. They bowed to the guests and danced in the spring breeze. The guests knelt down and asked for a rest. The host is in love. The lingering waves rose deep and clear. I sat on the stage in Shui Ge and said many heroic words. A sweet word is more valuable than a promise, but it is lighter than gold. I call myself a gentleman, with a clear mind and a clear mind. Magpies in colorful clouds fly to the sky. It is said that the book was forgiven, but I sent Yelang back. The heating turned cold and the smoke turned to dust. You went to Fengchi, but suddenly you abandoned Jia. Dogs bark like Yao, and Huns laugh for a thousand years.

6. Bamboo Stone Becomes a Piece Bamboo Stone (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Xie insisted that the green hills never let go, and the roots were broken rocks.

After many trials and tribulations, it is still strong, and there are winds in the east, west, north and south. Insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots have been deeply rooted in the rocks.

Tougher after many trials and tribulations, regardless of the strong winds in the east, west, north and south. This poem embodies the tenacity and persistence of bamboo.

It is not only a poem praising Yan Zhu's paintings, but also a poem chanting things. At first, the word "persistence" was used to personify Yanzhu, which has conveyed its charm; The last two sentences further describe the character of Yanzhu. After numerous hardships, it has grown into a particularly tall and straight figure, and it has never been afraid of the strong winds in the east, west, north and south. Zheng Xie not only praised the beauty of bamboo poetry, but also painted bamboo vividly. In his words, he painted bamboo to comfort the working people in the world.

So this poem is written on the surface of bamboo, but in fact it is written on people, and it is written on the author's own upright and stubborn character. He will never bow to any evil forces. At the same time, this poem can also touch our lives, overcome difficulties and face reality in a tortuous and harsh environment, and be as strong and brave as Yanzhu.

2 Zhu Shi, born in Chen Dezhong 1943, whose pen names are Zhu Shi and Jia Yangsheng. People from Leshan, Sichuan.

1983 was admitted to the drama department of Shanghai Theatre Academy for further study for one year. Second-level screenwriter.

Member of Sichuan Writers Association, Sichuan Dramatists Association, Sichuan Television Artists Association, Secretary General of Sichuan Emei Drama Creation Association, Director of Sichuan Sichuan Opera Theory Research Association, Standing Committee of Leshan Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Vice Chairman and Secretary General of Leshan Film and Television Artists Association. Mainly engaged in television, drama and literary creation.

Among them, 198 1 TV scenery film "nostalgia for water" won the second prize of outstanding literary works in Sichuan Province; The TV series "Spring River Return to Sail" won the third prize of 1987, the first outstanding TV single drama in Southwest China; The TV series "Thunder, Poetry, Soul and Fire Phoenix" won the third prize of the National Excellent TV Social Education Program by the Ministry of Radio, Film and Television and the China Radio and Television Society 1992. Many prose works have been included in the series of essays and essays of Sichuan Writers Association College of Literature.

Ci was included in the List of Sichuan Dramatists.

7. Rewrite Bamboo Stone into a self-reported article in the first person. As soon as Grandma Dong left with the North, Miss Chun couldn't wait to mention the magic pen to patronize the world. The wind blowing on your face is not a biting cold wind, but a spring breeze. The spring breeze blew up a seed and quietly sent it to Aunt Locke's arms. This worried Aunt Yan: "Son, son, you can't stay here. There is no fertile soil and not enough sunshine. You can't afford it. You'd better get out! " Hearing these words, the seed was not afraid, but said confidently, "Aunt Yan, don't worry, I will definitely live tenaciously!" " "

"But?" Aunt Rock tried to persuade him, but Seed refused. He clung to aunt Yan's roots. The next spring, the seed has grown into a slender bamboo. Another year has passed, and this barren rock is lush and leafy, which has become a wonder of the world. Many poets and poets came here to see it, and the famous poet Zheng Xie also came here, hoping to see its true colors. When he saw a bamboo, regardless of the harsh environment, firmly rooted his roots in the broken rocks, he could not help but be shocked by the strange scenery in front of him. He was suddenly excited about poetry and intoned: I firmly believe that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

8. Rewrite the bamboo stone into a first-person self-report article. The master mercilessly threw a bamboo seed into the rock, so the bamboo took root here. A day passed and a year passed, and Xiaozhu finally poked his head out. "Hey, bamboo brother, I advise you, you have to hurry, it can't grow here!" The rock said to the bamboo. "I will grow up!" Bamboo said forcefully. The rock snorted and smiled. "It's overreached, you? Still want to live in my place, joke! Smart, hurry. " Bamboo shook his head and said politely; "I'm sorry to be with you for a while, but I won't leave, so don't waste your breath." No matter what the rocks say about bamboo, bamboo always refuses to leave, and it is destined to take root and sprout here. Finally, the rock couldn't stand it anymore, so it stopped talking about bamboo. The spring of everything's revival has passed; A hot summer has passed; A clear autumn in Wan Li has passed; A cold winter has passed. Bamboo still hasn't left, on the contrary, it has become taller. Unexpectedly, a strong wind came. The rocks were shaking, and bits and pieces of stones were blown away by the wind. But bamboo still stands upright in the wind without fear. After the gale, the rocks had to admire the bamboo, but the bamboo said nothing but smiled.

9. Who wrote the bamboo stone?

Takeishi

(Qing) Zheng Xie

What's your name?

Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,

A person's life

The roots were originally in the broken rocks.

A thousand years of harmony

Hard work and perseverance,

rèn r dōng xnán bíI fíng

East, west, north and south winds.