Appreciation of Classical Chinese in Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio

1. Pu Songling's appreciation of An Qinwang's classical Chinese in Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, widely exposing and criticizing the drawbacks of the imperial examination system. Wang Zian is a masterpiece in this field.

In content, the work profoundly exposes the darkness of the examination room and the confusion of the examiner, and gives an incisive description of the abnormal psychology of the candidates. Due to the desire for fame and fortune, Wang Zi Ann lost her mind. He thought he had won the Jinshi Hanlin, put on airs and made many tragic jokes. What Wang Zian dreamed in his dream was "I can't help thinking of my hometown and yelling for a long class", indicating that all the scholars at that time were plotting personal fame and vanity. Wang Zian, a famously unhappy man, failed in the exam. After the provincial examination, in order to get rid of the spirit, he drank as drunk as a fiddler. This not only describes the darkness of the imperial examination system, but also exposes the non-staple food and spiritual destruction of the intellectual soul by the imperial examination system.

In characterization, the author describes the psychology and behavior of Wang Zian candidates. They entered the exam like beggars, prisoners, cold bees in late autumn and sick birds out of the cage. They are looking forward to good news, fidgeting and crazy, which describe the soul of scholars in detail. By describing the abnormal psychology of intellectuals, the works tell people how the imperial examination system erodes people's souls. Therefore, the deeper significance of Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio lies in that it reveals the destruction of the national spirit by the corrupt system.

The focus of the novel is the critical description of "Yi Shi is the time". The seven metaphors in The Scholars are general in nature, which makes the theme profound and distinct.

2. Pu Songling wrote "Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio" in classical Chinese, and read Mr. Pu's "Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio", which was concise with a pen, without a trace of meaning, and was born out of hundred schools of thought, resisting both Zuo's and Longmen. According to legend, Mr. Wang lives in the village, has no spouse, and has a particularly eccentric personality. He is a boy scout in the village, poor and self-sufficient, and does not want others. At the time of writing this book, every morning, I took a big magnetic poppy (2) with bitter tea in it, put a bag of light smoke (3) on the sidewalk, sat on the table with Chen Lu lining, and put cigarettes and tea beside me. When you meet passers-by, you must insist on using words, seek novelty and difference, say different words, and you will know others; If you are thirsty, you can drink tea or offer a cigarette, which will make you speak freely. Whitewash what you hear. If more than 20 years have passed, this book will be published. So the brushwork is superb. ("Lu Sanyue")

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(1) 【 Zuo's, Longmen 】 refers to Zuo Qiuming and Sima Qian. Zuo Qiuming wrote Zuo Zhuan, and Sima Qian was born in Longmen. (2) 【 Poppy (Y and ng) 】 A bottle or jar with a big belly and a small mouth. ③ The old transliteration name of [Tamba] tobacco. (4) [(ch m 4 n)] has been completed.

practise

1, explain the words with dots in the text.

Ju () is placed in () ()

Language () is () square ()

2. Compare the different meanings of the following words.

(1) Being a Boy Scout in the village () (2) Therefore, the brushwork is superb ().

Anyone is the first step to learn new things by looking back on the past ().

3. Summarize the characteristics of Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio in Chinese:

4 What is the reason for Pu Songling's "superb brushwork"?

reading skills

This paper describes the story of Mr. Pu Songling's collection of materials when he wrote Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio.

When Pu Songling was writing this book, he carried a big porcelain vase with strong tea and a packet of tobacco on his back every day, and placed it beside the road where pedestrians passed, with a reed mat under it. He sat on it by himself and put the tobacco beside the mat. When you see a pedestrian passing by, you must hold him and talk to him. Collect strange stories and tell strange things. Whatever people know (can); When (passers-by) is thirsty, respectfully invite people to drink tea or respectfully offer cigarettes to ensure that passers-by enjoy themselves before stopping. I overheard something and whitewashed it when I got home. In this way, after more than 20 years, the book Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio was completed.

3. Five original stories of a strange story in a strange studio plus appreciation. If the reward amount is high, the original novel "Temple Ghost" will be given to those born in Xincheng and the great-grandson of Fang Bo Zhongyu Palace.

I saw a fat and black woman enter the room. It is obscene to laugh near the sofa.

The king refused to go. From this, I will sit and watch, but I will be firm and will not waver.

Women criticize their cheeks when they are angry, but it doesn't hurt very much. The woman hung on the beam with a belt, and the belt folded and folded.

The king didn't want to throw himself under the beam, so he turned his neck into a slap. People can't die when they see their feet off the ground and stand upright.

Naturally, he was ill and suddenly said, "He will go down the river with me." Look at the river and run, but drag it.

Doing so many things every day, medicine is useless. One day, I suddenly saw a samurai locked in and said angrily, "How dare you disturb a simple man!" " That is, the woman's belongings come out of the box.

Just outside the window, that woman is no longer a person, her eyes are shining and her mouth is as red as a basin. Recall that there are four mud ghosts in Chenghuang Temple, and they are definitely one of them.

So if the disease disappears, Wang Qihou of Xincheng is the great-grandson of Wang Xiangkun.

I saw a woman enter the house, fat and black. Wang Qi smiled and approached the seat, and his face looked particularly ugly.

Wang Qi turned her down and never left. Therefore, whether you are sitting or lying down, you can see her, but Wang Qi's will is firm and never wavers.

The woman was in a hurry and hit him in the face, but he didn't feel too painful. The woman tied her belt to the beam, grabbed her hair and hanged herself with Wang Qi.

Wang Qihou unconsciously walked under the beam and stretched out his neck to make a hanging. People saw his feet off the ground, standing upright in the middle, but they didn't die.

From then on, I went crazy and suddenly said, "She wants to jump into the river with me." As he spoke, he ran to the river and people stopped pulling him.

So many times, several times a day, witchcraft and drugs have no effect. One day, I suddenly saw a samurai come in with a lock and said angrily, "Why do you bother him?" So he strangled the woman and pulled her out of the window lattice.

Just outside the window, the woman is no longer a person, her eyes are like lightning and her mouth is wide open. Recall that there are four mud ghosts in the Chenghuang Temple, especially like one of them.

Since then, he has recovered from his illness.

Please cite some classical Chinese words in Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, such as Kong Sheng's Li Xue and Yi Sheng.

Being a man is a poem. Some friends click on the rooftop and send letters.

Live for it, die for it, and don't return, stay in the Bodhisattva Temple and become a monk. More than a hundred steps west of the temple, there is Mr. Shan, the son of Mr. Shan. Because of the big lawsuit and depression, he moved to his hometown and his house was abandoned.

One day, there was a big avalanche and there was no trip. Occasionally, teenagers go out, and their style is very famous.

Seeing life, I tend to give gifts and give a little sympathy, that is, bow my head. Love and enjoy it, generous.

The house is not very wide. Brocade curtains are hung everywhere, and many ancient paintings and calligraphy are hung on the walls. A book on the desk, signed "Notes of Paradise Library".

After reading it, I can't tell. Living in the first place, thinking that the first is the main thing is not to judge the official valve.

The young man carefully investigated his whereabouts, expressed sympathy and suggested that he set up an account as a disciple. Sheng sighed and said, "Who is Cao Qiu?" The young man said, "If you don't hate me, I will worship the door wall."

You dare not be a teacher if you are happy. Please be friends. Then he asked, "Why has the house been closed for a long time?" He replied: "This is a single residence, and I have lived in the hometown of the son for a long time.

Servant, Huangfu family, ancestral home in Shaanxi. Burn down your home in a wildfire and settle down temporarily. "

I knew from the beginning that it was not a single thing. I laughed happily that night, that is, I left the sofa.

If you don't calm down, a boy will light a charcoal fire in the room. Teenagers come first, still sitting in life.

White into white: "Tai Weng is coming." Life begins.

As soon as I went in, my temples became swollen. I thanked the student and said, "Sir, I won't abandon my stubborn son, so I'll give you advice." When boys learn graffiti for the first time, don't treat friends as friends, and peers will see it. "

Yes, it's a raid into brocade, mink hats, socks and shoes are all the same. See you washed your comb and called for wine recommendation.

A few, sofas, skirts, clothes, I don't know what the name is, dazzling. After a few lines of wine, I walked away on crutches.

After dinner, my son showed his homework, which was all ancient prose and had no time for art. When asked, Xiaoyun said, "I don't want to make progress."

At dusk, he even said, "Let's have fun tonight, but tomorrow is not allowed." Hu Tong said, "Do you think Taigong has gone to bed? When you are in bed, you can secretly call Xiangnv. "

When you go, you will bring the pipa to the embroidered bag first. After a while, a maid came in with bright red makeup.

Childe ordered ChristianRandPhillips to play, and the handmaiden moved with her teeth, which caused her sadness and the beat was not heard. He also ordered a giant to drink this wine, starting at midnight.

Get up early to read the book the next day. Childe is the most wise and regards it as a poem. Two or three months later, he wrote a warning letter.

Have a drink every five days, and every drink will attract a slave. One night, the wine is very hot, so pay attention.

The son understood what he meant and said, "This handmaiden was raised by my father. My brother is homeless, and I have been raising money for a long time. My business is to find you a good couple. "

Sheng said, "Kindness is like slavery." The son smiled and said, "Cheng Jun sees less and blames more.

It's better to do this, and it's easy for you to get what you want. "After living for half a year, I was born and soared in the suburbs. When I reached the door, I asked him outside the double door. The son said, "My family is afraid of making friends, so thank you. "

Life is also safe. When it was hot, I moved to the garden pavilion.

My chest swells like a peach, and it hurts like a bowl all night. Childe keeps his eyesight every morning and evening, and he wastes his sleep and meals.

In a few days, a drama will be created to help the hunger strike. Tai Weng has arrived, too many.

The son said, "Mr. Si was ill the night before yesterday, but my sister could cure him and send someone to her grandmother to ask her to go home." How long will it take? " Russia entered Bai: "The aunt is here, and she is coming with Song Gu."

Father and son rushed in. When you are young, invite your sister to visit you.

About thirteen or fourteen years old, charming waves, flowing wisdom, slender willows were born. It's refreshing to forget when you see bright colors.

The son said, "This brother is a good friend, no less than a compatriot. My sister is a good doctor. " The woman was ashamed, wore long sleeves and went to bed to see a doctor.

When you catch it, you will feel that you have won LAN. The woman smiled and said, "There should be a disease, and my heart is beating.

Although the disease is dangerous, it can be cured; But the skin has solidified, so cut the skin and meat. "Is to take off the arm Jin Chuanan affected area, press it slowly.

The protrusion is about an inch, which is higher than the outside, but the root area is swollen and not as wide as the bowl. It's a one-handed sword with a blade thinner than paper. Holding the blade, the cymbal was gently cut off against the root, and purple blood overflowed, polluting the bed mat.

Greedy not only doesn't know his own suffering, but also fears that he will finish his work soon, and he will soon curry favor with him. After a while, the carrion was cut off, just like a gall cut from a tree.

And asked to wash the cutting place with water. The red pill is as big as a bullet, and the meat rotates in order.

Just a week later, I felt steaming; There is still one week, practicing itching; It's been three weeks, and I'm cold and seeping into the bone marrow. The woman picked up the pill and swallowed it, saying, "That's better!" " Get out.

Life jumps to give thanks, but if it is lost, it will sink. I can't bear to think about glory.

Naturally, I am sitting in a stupid position, so there is no need to talk any more. The son found out and said, "I found a good couple for my brother."

Ask: "Who?" Yue: "I am also a brother's home." I pondered for a long time, and the cloud said, "No need!" "The wall intoned," the sea was once hard to find water, and it will always be amber. "

The son understood what he meant and said, "My family worships Cai Hong and often wants to associate it with marriage. But it's just a little sister, and her teeth are too childish.

I have an aunt, Asun, 18 years old. She is not very rude. If you don't see the letter, Sister Song will go to the Garden Pavilion every day and wait in the front compartment. "

Life is like teaching. When you see Jiao Na coming with a beautiful woman, you draw a moth and a lotus hook to make a phoenix, just like Jiao Na. Give birth to a great joy and ask my son to make an incision.

My son came out from the inside the other day and congratulated him: "Harmony." This is a ceremony to produce gifts.

It was the evening I advocated swallowing, and the dust fell all over the floor in order to see the immortal. Suddenly I was in this position, so I suspected that the Guanghan Palace might not be in the sky. After I got married, I was very happy.

One night, the son said, "You can forget the benefits of learning from others. Recently, the only son settled a lawsuit. He was anxious to get a house, so he decided to abandon it and go west.

It is hard to be together again, so I am obsessed with parting. "Life is willing to follow it.

It is difficult for his son to persuade him to return to China. The son said, "Don't worry, I can send you away at once."

It's okay. Tai Weng invited Song Niang to give birth with 120 gold. The son grabbed the couple with his right hand and told them to close their eyes.

Floating in the air, but I feel the wind whistling in my ear. After a long time, I said, "It's over." Start watching when you see your hometown.

I know this son has no humanity. I knocked happily, but my mother didn't expect it, and I was relieved to see the beautiful woman.

Looking back, my son died. Song Niang is a dutiful son, famous for her beauty and reputation.

Later generations promoted Jinshi, awarded Yan 'an Li Si, and took charge of the family business. Mom still has a long way to go.

Song Niang gave birth to a small official, male name. Life is all about dismissing officials, and you can't go back.

I occasionally hunt in the country, and every beautiful teenager will cross the pony and often take a look at it. Look carefully, Huangfu Gongzi is also there.

Stop, sad and happy. Invite students to a village with dense trees and gloomy sun.

When you enter their home, you will feel like a family. Ask elder sister, married; My mother-in-law is dead.

I am deeply saddened. Don't spend the night, bring your wife back.

Jiao Na also arrived, holding her child in her arms and saying, "Sister is messing with my seeds." Thanks for your life.

He smiled and said, "My brother-in-law is expensive. The wound has healed, haven't you forgotten the pain? " Brother-in-law Wu Lang also came to offer condolences.

Shinjuku

5. Talk about strange ideas, talk about strange ideas in classical Chinese in the studio, and more, thanks to Zhang, the first Henan native.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and his wife was taken away by northern soldiers. Zhang Chang is often in Henan, so he is at home.

Marry Yu and have children. Nothing. His wife died. He married Niu and gave birth to a son.

The fierceness of cattle, every jealous idiot, slave animal, spits on bad food. And use it as firewood, complaining about it every day. If not, it would be embarrassing.

The hidden animals are sweet and crisp for the teacher to see. Sincere growth, filial piety to friends, can't bear to be a brother ○ 1, and persuade the mother; Mom, listen.

One day, I went into the mountains to get firewood, and it wasn't over yet. It was a big storm, and I hid under a rock. The rain has stopped, and it is already dusk. I was so hungry that my salary was negative when I came back.

The mother has little experience, and anger has no effect. Hunger burns the heart and the room is stiff.

When Cheng came out of school, he was shocked and asked, "Are you sick?" Say, "Hungry ears." Ask him why and tell him emotionally.

If you are sincere, go. If you move, come and eat bread, brother. My brother asked him where he came from and said, "I stole my neighbor's wife, but don't say anything about food."

When he is too lazy to eat, tell him: "don't let this happen again, because it will make him very tired." And every day, hunger will not die. "

Sincerely said: "Brother is weak, evil can be more firewood!" " After eating the next day, I stole to the mountain to find my brother to get firewood. When the younger brother saw it, he was surprised and asked, "What would you do?" A: "I will help collect firewood."

Q: "Who did it?" He said, "I've heard it myself." My brother said, "No matter what my brother can't do, he can do it, and it's shameful."

So I will be back soon. If you don't listen, help your brother cheat.

He said, "Come tomorrow with an axe." Dude, stop it.

Seeing that his fingers were broken and his shoes were worn out, he said sadly, "If you don't come back soon, I'll chop myself to death with an axe!" " Honesty is the reward. It took me half to reply to the firewood.

Yi Shu told his teacher when he got back: "My younger brother is young and should be idle. Tigers and wolves are evil in the mountains. "

The teacher said, "I don't know where to go before noon, so I can learn from it in summer." Return to sincerity: "If you don't listen to me, you will be scolded by the teacher!" " Smile sincerely and say, "Nothing."

Tomorrow, the axe will be cut again. The younger brother said in horror, "I told you not to come." Why bother? " If you are sincere, you will be paid urgently and you will have a lot of rest.

I made a bunch of appointments and left without saying goodbye. It's true what the teacher did.

The teacher sighed at his sage, so he couldn't help it. My brother repeatedly stopped me, but he wouldn't listen.

One day, in the mountains with some people, there was a tiger, and everyone was afraid. The tiger went sincerely.

It is too late to catch up with the tiger. The axe is very strong, and it is under the crotch.

The tiger ran painfully, but couldn't find it and came back crying. They comforted them, crying with sorrow, and said, "My brother is not Mrs. Jude's brother; If I die, how can I live! " Then he cut himself with an axe.

After all the first aid, the people who entered the meat were inch by inch, and the blood overflowed like a flood, dazzling. When people are frightened, they will split their clothes and tie them up, and the group will help them return.

Mother cried and scolded: "You killed our son and wanted to cut off your neck to plug the black pot!" " "Mom, don't worry, I won't be born when my brother dies!" He groaned. Sitting on the sofa, I can't sleep in pain, but I cry against the wall day and night. Father is afraid of his death, so he feeds him less on the sofa, and the cow will blame him.

If you don't eat, you will die in three days. There are fickle and unpredictable people in the village.

Because I asked my brother, I didn't hear the rumor, so I turned around. When I arrived in the city, I saw a man in a soapy shirt coming out of the city, so the witch had to cover him up and ask him.

There are more than 100 men and women in the robe, all of whom are innocent. The witch is suspected to be in his family.

Soap shirt man said, "This road is mine, so I can't catch it." If you don't believe it, you will be forced into the inner city.

There are new ghosts and old ghosts in the city and old knowledge, so I ask, I don't know yet. Suddenly * * * suddenly said, "The Bodhisattva is coming!" I saw a great man in the clouds, shining up and down, and felt that the world was bright.

Master Wu said, "Blessed is Dalang! Bodhisattva has been in the ghost department for decades, and now it is worth it. " I got down on my knees.

Ghost prisoners have registered books, crossed their hands and recited the sound of compassion and relief, which is dumbfounded. Bodhisattva sprinkled nectar with Yang Liuzhi, as fine as dust; Suddenly, the fog gathered and disappeared.

When I felt the dew on my neck, I no longer felt the pain of the axe. Wu Naidao went home with him, saw the inner door and left.

After being dead for two days, I suddenly realized that I was Sue. I was told that what happened to me meant that I would never die. Mother thought the fabrication was false, but she blamed it.

It's hard to stretch yourself when you are frustrated, but it's good to feel the scars. He left home on his own, bowed to his father and said, "I'm going through the clouds to find my brother in the sea." If you can't see it, you won't look back in the end. "

May the father die and his son die. "Weng led the empty place to cry, but did not dare to leave it, but left.

Every time I go to Chongqu to see my brother, my axe is cut halfway and I go begging. These years, I went to Jinling, hung quails and tied knots, and I was on my way.

Occasionally, I saw a dozen people riding it to the side of the road. One of them, like an official, has reached forty years old and is a healthy horse.

Teenagers take advantage of small beds, but they are always ignorant. I dare not look up with his noble son.

The teenager stopped whipping, then dismounted and shouted, "Not my brother!" " Look at it first, I mean it, shaking hands is a big loss. Cheng also cried and said, "Brother, how did you float to this place?" If you say your feelings, you will be sincere and sad.

The rider also asked questions in order to be a white official. Officials ordered him to get off his bike and even go home just to make a detailed investigation.

At the beginning, the tiger went sincerely, and I don't know when to set the roadside. On the way to lie down, I passed by. I came from all corners of the city. After that, I felt sorry for it when I saw it, so I caressed it and gradually lost it. If you say you live in it, you are far away from it, because you will return to it.

The wound was treated with medicine and it took several days to heal. Don't drive without a gentleman, son.

The world travels from here. Tell your brother sincerely.

Say it again, don't drive in, thank humbly. I sincerely went in wearing silk clothes and went out with my brother, but I bought wine and Xu Yan.

Without driving, he asked, "The nobility is in Henan, and the geometry is strong?" Nye said, "Nothing. The father is few and neat, and he lives in surplus. "

Don't drive, say, "The servants are all together. What's your name? " A: "I heard that my dad said it was Dongchang."

He said in surprise, "I'm from the same town!" Why did you move to Henan? " "The Qing army will enter the customs next season and plunder the former mother. My father was killed and had no family.

Jia Yu went to West Road first. He had quite a few contacts, so he stopped. "He asked in surprise," what's your name? "Let me know.

Don't stare, lower your head and rush in if you don't believe it. Nothing, madam.

* * * Luo Baiji asked Ne: "Are you Zhang Bing's grandson?" Said, "Of course." The wife cried and said, "This is your brother."

The bookworm brothers can't understand it. Taitai said, "I followed your father for three years, moved to the north, lived in Heigu Mountain for half a year, and gave birth to your brother.

Half a year later, Gushan died, and your brother became an official in Bu Zhi. I was relieved of my post today.

I miss my hometown every moment, so I became a member of my family and restored my family tree. I sent people to Qi many times and found nothing. I didn't know your father was moving to the west! "Don't drive," he said. "If you take your brother as your son, you will die happily!" Don't drive and say, "If you want honesty, you haven't said anything. Be naive, you don't remember your ears. "

It is based on the order of teeth: don't open forty and one is long; Honesty is at least sixteen years old; If you are twenty-two, you will be a fool. Don't drive your two brothers, you will be very happy. You will know the reason for the dispersion and it will be counted. Taifuren is afraid of losing face.

Don't drive: "If you can bear it, it will be * * *, otherwise it will be analyzed. Is there a man without a father in the world? " So the house was installed and made in the west.

Arriving in the mainland, lazy and sincere.

6. Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Guo Sheng is from Dongshan, Zibo. He likes reading since he was a child, but there is no place to consult in the mountain village. In his twenties, there were still many mistakes in his calligraphy and painting. In the past, when his house was disturbed by foxes, clothes, food and utensils were always lost, and he was deeply troubled by the harm of foxes. One night, he read his poems and put them on his desk. He was shocked: his carefully written poems were blackened by the fox, so that even the poems could not be distinguished. So he had to choose a slightly cleaner editor to read, with only sixty or seventy poems. He is very angry, but he is helpless. Later, he collected more than 20 newly written poems and prepared to consult celebrities. When he got up in the morning, he saw those poems opened by the fox and spread out on the table. Almost all of them were covered with ink, and he was even more resentful. He has been making friends with Guo Sheng. When he visited Guo Sheng, he saw a book of poetry polluted by ink and asked what was going on. Guo Sheng detailed his troubles and showed the rest of the poems to Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng looked at it carefully and found that the fox's smearing seemed to be in an orderly way, and all the places polluted by it seemed to be deleted. He said in surprise, "The fox seems to know poetry. Not only is it not your scourge, but you should worship it at once. " Looking back at his old works, Guo Sheng suddenly felt that the fox was right. So he revised two articles and put them on the record to see what was strange. At dawn, it was painted by the fox again. After more than a year, the fox stopped painting, but sprinkled thick ink all over it. Guo Sheng was surprised and told Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng looked at it and said, "This fox is really your teacher! This good article can be admitted to the exam. " This year, Guo Sheng was admitted to a scholar. From then on, he was grateful to the fox and often bought some chicken and millet for the fox to eat. He bought other people's famous manuscripts, but he didn't choose them, so the fox chose them. Therefore, it ranks among the best in the county administration examination. At that time, the works of Ye, Miao and others were elegant in style and colorful in words, which were widely read. The next day, Guo Sheng imitated the topic of Ye and Miao, and he felt very proud. Unexpectedly, the fox painted it black again. So Guo Sheng gradually didn't believe in foxes. But after a period of time, Ye Gong was jailed for improper content of the article, and Guo Sheng had to admire the fox's foresight. But every time he writes an article, he is dismal and always smeared by the fox. He still suspected that the fox was reckless, so he took many articles that had been circled by the fox before. Why did you affirm before and deny now? "So he stopped arranging meals for the fox and locked the books he had read in the box. The next morning, he saw that the box was clearly locked. When he opened it, four marks were drawn on the scroll with thick fingers. The first chapter drew five marks, the second chapter drew five marks, and then it was not drawn. After that, the fox didn't bother again. After that, Guo Sheng got a Band Four and two Band Five in the Imperial Examination. Only then did I know that the mark had been embedded in the fox's graffiti. Yi Shi (author) said: Pride and complacency will bring bad results, and modesty can benefit. This is the law of the world. If you have a small reputation, you will feel self-righteous, play games without learning, persuade you not to change, and you will not repent until you reach the limit. Such is the danger of complacency.

7. Pu Songlin wrote Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio and translated the original text of Mountain City in classical Chinese:

Selected from Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio

Author: Pu Songling

The mountain around the city, one of the eight scenic spots, has not been seen for several years. Yu Nian, the grandson, was drinking with his colleagues upstairs. Suddenly, he saw a lonely tower standing high in the sky on the top of the mountain. He looked at each other in surprise, but there was no such monastery in his mind. Nothing. I didn't know it was a mountain city until I saw dozens of palaces and blue tiles flying. A few days later, the high wall was towering for six or seven miles, which was really a battleground for military strategists. Hundreds of millions of people own a building, a hall and a square. Suddenly, the wind is blowing, the dust is boundless, and the city is just blurred. As soon as the wind clears up, everything is gone, leaving only a dangerous building and going directly to lonely people. There are five buildings with wide windows; There is a queue at five o'clock, also outside the building.

Layer by layer index, the higher the building, the less bright it is. Count to the eighth floor and cut it like a star. On top of it, it is hazy and there are countless levels. And the people upstairs come and go, or rely on or rely on, not the same. Over time, the building is getting lower and lower, revealing the top; Gradually return to normal buildings; Gradually fell in love with tall houses; Suddenly, like a fist, like a bean, out of sight.

I also heard that there were early walkers who saw the crowded shops on the mountain, which was unparalleled in the world, so it was also called the "ghost market" cloud.

The "mountain city" mentioned here, like Haicheng, is a natural scene formed by refraction and reflection. It's beautiful and strange, but it rarely appears once in a few years. Only a few lucky people can see it by chance, and most people can only look and sigh. This article, written according to eyewitness's account, vividly reproduces the process of the mountain city from its emergence to its disappearance, and can be beautifully written in both the outline and the nuanced description.

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The "mountain city" around the mountain is one of the eight scenic spots in Zichuan County, but it often does not appear once every few years. One day, Sun and his friends were drinking upstairs. Suddenly, he saw a lonely pagoda on the top of the mountain, towering into the sky. Look at me, I look at you, surprised and confused, thinking that there is no Buddhist temple near here. Not long after, I saw dozens of palaces with high roofs with blue tiles, only to know that they were originally "mountain cities". Not long after, the high city wall (appeared again) and the short concave-convex wall (at the top) stretched for six or seven miles, which turned out to be a city. There are pavilions, halls and neighborhoods in the city, which are clearly presented in front of us, countless. Suddenly there was a strong wind and thick smoke, and the whole city became blurred. After a while, the wind stopped and the sky was unfathomable. All the previous scenes have disappeared. There is only one tall building, which is connected with the sky. There are five rooms on each floor, and the windows are all open. There are five bright places, the sky outside the building.

Point to the number layer by layer, the higher the room, the smaller the bright spot; Counting to the eighth floor, the bright spot is only as small as a star; Further up, it becomes dim, as if there is nothing, and its level cannot be seen clearly. People come and go upstairs, each doing his own thing, some leaning against (the railing) and some standing with different postures. After a while, the building became lower and the roof could be seen. Gradually, it becomes the same as ordinary buildings; Gradually, it became a high bungalow; Suddenly, it shrunk to the size of a fist, to the size of a bean, and finally disappeared completely.

I also heard that some people who get up early and are in a hurry see houses, markets and shops on the mountain, which is no different from the situation on earth, so people call it "ghost market".

8. Appreciation of good sentences or paragraphs in Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio should be diligent but not lazy, urgent but not slow; A day late, it's too late to regret! -"Strange Stories from a Lonely Studio Wang Cheng" is obsessed, and you are determined to win. Therefore, people who are obsessed with books will work hard, and people who are obsessed with art will have good skills; All the losers in the world claim to be non-idiots! -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Bao" The official slaughter is long, the hair stands up, and the knife shakes into the wood. Why not move the bed a little half a foot? -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Redjade", I met it with a smile. I promised it was a body, and the world might be different from it. There are 500 people in Tian Heng. What a fool! -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Liancheng" You can know that your brother is your husband without knowing that you have a daughter, Yurang.

But the people of the three officials, that is, Mix, will also be ashamed and not flow; Those who are mediocre and ups and downs! -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, Shang Sanguan" If there is a man, he can fill the vacancy of Skynet; The world is big, I hate Qilang Shao! -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Tian Qilang" Vanilla sinks, and blood is full of chest; Dongshan village, tears stained with sand. -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, Sun nine niang" is frivolous. If you give it to a gentleman, you will lose my virtue; If you give it to a villain, you will kill me.

-Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio New Missing is full of greetings, arrests and greetings. Listen to SiNiang; Look at the eyes, see SiNiang; If you have a good mouth, you will also know four women.

-"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, Hu Siniang" is a fox, with unintentional virtue, but still obsessed with it; How contemptible it is for those who are blessed by re-creation to break their voices and refute! -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Xiaocui" Many people secretly sigh that the world is an official tiger and a wolf. -that is, officials are not tigers, collectors are wolves, and the situation is fiercer than tigers! -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Dream Wolf" is a friend who can't bear to forget. Who is grateful and never forgets it? -"Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Xiaomei" When a scholar does something, he can win, but he can't lose: if he wins, everyone will be greedy. If he loses, he will collapse and be unable to unite. -Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio Zhang Hung-chien.

9. The original classical Chinese of Liaozhai written by Pu Songling. Original: Pu Songling, Liu Xian, handed down from generation to generation. At the beginning, when Pu wrote this book, he brought a big porcelain altar with a bag of bitter tea every morning, and put it on the sidewalk, under the old reed mat, sitting on the table, with yancha all on the side ... If you are thirsty, drinking tea or offering cigarettes will make you speak freely. When I hear a strange thing, I will listen to it first and then whitewash it. If it is more than 20 years of cold and heat, it will be successful. Attached translation: Pu Songling, the word is immortal. He has a copy of Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio, which is spread all over the world. When he first wrote this book, he would bring a big pot of strong tea every morning. He is surrounded by cigarettes and kettles. When you see someone passing by, you must try your best to hold him and talk to him and collect strange stories. Whatever he knows, let him drink tea when he is thirsty, and sometimes give him cigarettes, and he must finish it. When he overhears a strange thing, he should listen first and deal with it last. In this way, after more than 20 years, he finally finished writing this book. He looked online and found it, but he had to put it down himself.