Read my answers to the four seasons

Whether in study or work, we often use reading answers. The content of reading answers may be only one or several knowledge points in a knowledge system, or it may be a part of a knowledge point, which plays an important role in our study. Do you know what kind of reading answers are standard? The following are my answers to the four seasons reading. Welcome to read, I hope you will like it.

1. The article compares life to four seasons, and writes out the life that "I" strive for in order. Please imitate the following summary of spring, and then briefly summarize the other three seasons in one sentence (the answer should not exceed the number of words specified in the box).

It is difficult for spring to develop with hope.

Summer _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Autumn _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Winter _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

2. Contact the context and talk about the meaning of underlined sentences in the text.

(1) Everyone has a piece of land that must be cultivated by himself.

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(2) This delusion is like trying to leave the earth by pulling your hair.

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3. Tell me what kind of life I have experienced in reality through the metaphor in the article.

The author said in the article that "if you are too kind, you will become confused and ignorant". Do you agree with this view? Please contact the reality and talk about your own views.

After reading the following materials, what attitude do you think the author of this article will take towards the characters in the materials? Please explain the reason.

Answer:

1. Summer: Go through hardships and get tempered.

Autumn: bitter and sour harvest life.

Winter: reflect calmly and behave yourself.

2.( 1) Everyone has his own way of life, and no one can help you complete it. No matter how difficult this road is, we must develop it on our own.

(2) Never seek career success through unrealistic fantasies.

3. Focus: full of hardships, great efforts, little gains, no regrets.

4. Tip: well-founded, profound in content and fluent in language.

5. Example: The author holds a positive (or appreciative) attitude towards the characters in the material, because the author thinks that "as long as I live seriously and live without guilt, people have no right to laugh at me as a fool who can't make ends meet, and there is no need to use his scale not to measure whether I am worth it."

My Four Seasons Reading Answer 1 My Four Seasons

Life is like four seasons.

In spring, I am in this land, holding my rusty plow tightly with my thin arms. Roots and stones buried deep in the soil tripped over my plow and consumed my strength. I'm sweating like a pig, my limbs are shaking, and I can't wait to lie on the newly reclaimed soil at once. But I know that I have no right to escape. God gave me responsibility as well as life. I shouldn't waste my time endlessly lamenting the hardships of life, nor should I feel sorry for the fact that fate has given me such a barren land. All I have to do is grit my teeth, stuffy my head and try my best to press my plow. I never expect someone to take the place, because in this world, everyone has a piece of land that must be cultivated by himself.

Every day, I look at the land covered with my seeds hopefully, imagining that it will sprout, grow, blossom and bear fruit. Just like a pregnant mother, looking forward to her future baby. I know that if people can expect something, they can go all out.

In summer, I stood on the ground because of drought, anxiously looking forward to the south wind, blowing flowers with raindrops. What a dream! What a dream! Looking forward to, looking forward to, there is a wind blowing, but the gust is a little stronger, blowing the flowers with raindrops and blowing them to another land. I hate that I can't jump into the sky at once, hold that cloud and beg it to give me a drop of rain. But how wishful thinking it is! I finally understand that this delusion is like pulling out your hair and leaving the earth.

I stamped my feet, I was annoyed, I cried, and I wanted to tear myself to pieces. What's the use? Let's start over. Such a simple experience needs to pay twice the price of others to remember. I shouldn't complain, there will be an hour for me to behave!

I watched helplessly, under the relentless hail, my newly grouted ear of grain, which was far from growing up, wobbled on the thin rice stalk, but was unable to break free from the land that raised it, but firmly locked it, never tasted the taste of maturity, and died like this.

I used to open my arms and was willing to press my whole body into a big screen to shield my young crops from strong winds, heavy rains and hail. If you are too kind, you will become confused and ignorant. Bad luck can only eliminate the weak. Even if you block this disaster for it, it will sink in another disaster. But the strong will stay and go on their own way.

In autumn, I get the same harvest as others. Looking at my withered grain, I have a bitter and sour happiness in my heart. But I am not discouraged, because my grain has withered more than others. I hold them in my hands and stick them to my heart as if they were a brand-new self.

I have a special measuring tool, which doesn't measure lines, but only feels. Life and grain are harvested at the same time. I have been touched, loved, hated, laughed, cried, tasted and experienced. When I think about it carefully, I know that there are more sunny days than rainy days, and more gains than labor. As long as I have lived seriously and paid with a clear conscience, people have no right to laugh at me as a fool who can't make ends meet, and there is no need to measure whether I am worth it by his yardstick.

In winter, in the dusk of life, is there nothing to do? No, I can add some firewood to the stove to keep the room warm; I will calmly examine myself: why did I fail, what did I miss, and what did I owe others? I hope only others owe me, and then I will feel more at ease in the last days!

It is impossible to correct the mistakes that have become the past, and there can be no four seasons in a life. The next four seasons will belong to another new life.

In the dusk of life, it won't be me who laments and feels lonely!

(Author: Jason from "China Daily" has been deleted)

1. The article compares life to four seasons and writes my life in the order of the four seasons. Please imitate the following summary of spring, and then briefly summarize the other three seasons in one sentence (the answer should not exceed the number of words limited in the box). (3 points)

It is difficult for spring to develop with hope.

summer

autumn

winter

2. Contact the context and talk about the meaning of underlined sentences in the text. (4 points)

(1) Everyone has a piece of land that must be cultivated by himself.

(2) This delusion is like trying to pull out your hair and leave the earth.

After reading the following materials, what attitude do you think the author of this article will take towards the characters in the materials? Please explain the reason. (3 points)

Shi Wa, the first frog in China, has high nutritional value and economic value, but there is no precedent of successful artificial breeding in Shi Wa. A mountaineer who caught Shi Wa didn't believe this demon. After years of trying, he lost and fought, spent his savings for more than ten years, owed hundreds of thousands of yuan, and finally supported dozens of Shi Wa. Many people think he is too tired to live, and he is simply a fool.

4. Tell me what kind of life I have experienced in reality through the metaphor in the article. (3 points)

The author said in the article that if you are too kind, you will become confused and ignorant. Do you agree with this view? Please contact the reality and talk about your own views. (3 points)

My four seasons reading answers are compiled by me for reference only:

1. Summer: experienced hardships and tempering; Autumn: bitter and sour harvest life; Winter: Calm reflection and self-discipline. (3 points, each sentence 1 point, meaning right. )

2.( 1) Everyone has his own way of life, and no one can help you complete it. No matter how difficult the road is, we must develop it on our own. (2) Never seek career success through unrealistic fantasies. (4 points, 2 points for each question, meaning right. )

3. The author holds a positive (approval, appreciation and approval) attitude towards the characters in the material. Because the author thinks that as long as I have lived seriously and paid with a clear conscience, people have no right to laugh at me as a fool who can't make ends meet, and I don't have to use his yardstick to measure whether I am worth it. (3 points. Attitude 1, reason 2, the meaning is right. )

4. There is no uniform answer. Key points: full of hardships, great efforts, little gains, no regrets. (3 points, each point 1 minute, until it reaches 3 points. As long as it has the right meaning. )

5. Open questions. (3 points. According to whether the content is profound and the language is fluent, score 3, 2, 1 point. )

My Four Seasons Reading Answer 2 Life is like four seasons.

In spring, I am in this land, holding my rusty plow tightly with my thin arms. Roots and stones buried deep in the soil tripped over my plow and consumed my strength. I'm sweating like a pig, my limbs are shaking, and I can't wait to lie on the newly reclaimed soil at once. But I know that while giving me life, I have no right to escape the responsibility entrusted to me. I don't need to ask why, and I don't need to think about whether there is any result. I shouldn't waste my time. Endlessly feeling the hardships of life should not be self-pity, but why fate is so bad that it has given me such a barren land. All I have to do is grit my teeth, bury my head and try my best to overwhelm my plow. I never expect someone to take the place, because in this world, everyone has a piece of land that must be cultivated by himself.

In summer, I stood on the ground because of drought, anxiously looking forward to the south wind and clouds with raindrops. How eager it is to wear, eager to wear! Looking forward to, looking forward to, there is a wind blowing, but the gust is a little stronger, blowing the clouds with raindrops and blowing them to another land. I hate that I can't jump into the sky at once, hold that cloud and beg it to give me a drop of rain. What wishful thinking is that! I finally understand that this delusion is like pulling out your hair and leaving the earth. So, I'm no longer delusional. I can only look for springs in this land where I live.

In autumn, I get the same harvest as others. Looking at my withered wheat, I feel a kind of sour and bitter joy in my heart. But I am not discouraged or discouraged because my grain has withered more than others. I held them in my hands and clung to my heart as if they were a brand-new self.

My rich and kind neighbor lamented that I got very little, but I laughed like a madman. In this laughter, I know that I have matured. I have a special measuring tool, which doesn't measure lines, but only feels. My neighbor doesn't know that life and grain are harvested at the same time. I have loved, hated, laughed, cried, tasted and experienced ... Only when I think about it carefully can I know that there are more sunny days than rainy days, and more gains than labor. As long as I live seriously and pay with a clear conscience. People will have no right to laugh at me as a fool who can't make ends meet, and there is no need to measure whether I am worth it by his yardstick.

In winter, in the dusk of life, is there nothing to do? Just looking at the falling snowflakes and desert fields through the window. Or count the western Western jackdaw on that bare branch? No, I can also add some firewood to the stove to keep the room warm; I will calmly examine myself: why did I fail, what did I miss, what did I owe others ... I hope that only others owe me, and I will feel at ease in the last days!

There are still things to do, and I will record them all. When people are bored, they might as well read to relieve boredom. People who hate me can also gloat and curse: what a suck! Smart people may say that this is unnecessary; A despicable person may elaborate a sword and cut me off one by one. But I believe most people will understand. They will judge everything I have done fairly.

In the dusk of life, it won't be me who laments and feels lonely!

1. The author begins the full text with "Life is like four seasons", with distinct levels and profound implications. Please fill in the horizontal line below to fully show the context and content of the full text.

Spring, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Life;

In summer, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _;

Autumn, _ _ _ _ _ _ _, _ _ _ _ _ _ life;

Winter, old age, taste life.

2. How does the author face his "barren land" in the spring of life? (original answer)

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3. How to understand the sentence "The joy of my harvest is sour and bitter"?

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4. Why do you say, "I won't be the one who laments and feels lonely at the dusk of life"?

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The author compares life to four seasons. Think about it. What can life compare with? Please write down your thoughts below.

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Reference answer:

1, spring, adolescence, farming life;

Summer, youth, watering life;

Autumn, middle age, harvest life;

Winter, old age, taste life.

2, bite the bullet and stuffy head, but all my strength overwhelmed my plow.

3. After experiencing hardships and tribulations in spring and summer, I gained little, and naturally felt sour and bitter in joy. (That's right)

4. Looking back on my life in my later years, I have lived seriously, worked hard, and paid without guilt; I'm still trying. (That's right)

5. Example: Life is like a river. Teenagers sing about life, young people look forward to life, middle-aged people explore life, and old people appease life. (Open-ended question, no unified answer)