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Boat crossing Anren 1 spring, accompanied by a hint of coolness, accompanied by the buds of trees and the crowing of birds, comes quietly. In such a beautiful spring, in such a beautiful scenery, in such a clear sky and in such a vibrant land, the poet Yang Wanli came to the river for a walk.

Walking, he saw a boat in the distance. No one rowed, and the boat glided slowly on the river. Yang Wanli felt very strange and hurried away. On the fishing boat, there are two children who are almost ten years old. The little one holds a crimson embroidered umbrella, and the big one sits cross-legged, looking bored. Yang Wanli is curious. In the spring of March, there is neither rain nor sunshine. Why is he carrying an umbrella? He said to the two children: Hey! There is neither rain nor sunshine on this day, so why take an umbrella? The child is naughty: guess! Said and waved the umbrella in his hand. Yang Wanli added: Do you want to tell me? The child ignored him, and Yang Wanli asked in a provocative tone, don't you two know? I think I can get the children to say it. Who knows the boss said, sir, how could we not know? We just want to test you. Sir, if you don't know, just say it! Seeing that the boss had tactfully resisted his provocation, Yang Wanli thought: This child is quite clever. I have to find a way by myself. Yang Wanli bowed his head in thought, and it was 15 minutes before he knew it.

Sir! What took you so long? We are going home! Be quiet! Be quiet! Oh! I see. Your umbrella is not used to cover your head, but to sail, right? Yes, yes, we are used to make wind! The two children showed bright smiles.

Yang Wanli walked and thought: I have gained a little more knowledge today. The happy day is over.

On one occasion, Yang Wanli went to a county called Anren by boat.

While Yang Wanli was enjoying the willow trees by the lake while drinking tea, he suddenly found a small boat with two children sitting on the bow. Yang Wanli saw that they put away the bamboo poles for punting and stopped paddling. Yang Wanli wondered what the two children were doing. Suddenly he saw another child holding up an umbrella, but it didn't rain at this time. So Yang Wanli thought the two children were funny and couldn't help laughing. However, when Yang Wanli saw the fishing boats moving forward bit by bit, he had to admire their cleverness. Yang Wanli said to the people around him, "No wonder you have to take an umbrella when it doesn't rain. It turned out that it was not to shelter from the rain, but to use the wind and umbrella to generate recoil and make the ship move forward. " At this time, Yang Wanli remembered the scene of playing in his hometown when he was a child, so he casually recited a poem: "Childhood is gone forever, when will Wan Li return to his hometown?" Later, Yang Wanli wrote a seven-character quatrain, which is the eternal "boat crossing Anren": a fishing boat with two children parked on board. No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

After writing the poem, Yang Wanli read it again and bowed his head in deep thought-

Boat crossing Anren 3 is in a small village with beautiful scenery, surrounded by a winding river, and the river is gurgling. Under the sunshine, the river is sparkling, the river is crystal clear, and the stones in the water are colorful; Small fish and shrimps are playing underwater in groups. On both sides of the river are majestic mountains and green rice fields.

In this beautiful small mountain village, there are several families living. One of them has two younger brothers, the elder brother's name is Xiaoguang and the younger brother's name is Xiaoming. The two brothers are inseparable and have been playing together.

One noon, the sun was scorching the earth, and the two brothers were sweating profusely. Brother said, "Brother, it's too hot today. Shall we go boating in the river? " Xiao Ming nodded: "That's a good idea. Rowing and playing with water is fun and cool. "

In the afternoon, they packed their bags and sneaked out of the door when adults were not looking, and came to the river. Two brothers climbed into a boat. My brother paddled, my brother paddled, and the boat slowly moved forward.

The two brothers played heartily in the river, and the sound of frolicking and splashing resounded through the valley. In a blink of an eye, it was getting late, and the two brothers rowed and rowed, but the younger brother could not move. Brother Xiaoguang said, "Xiao Ming, hurry up. It's getting dark. My parents will be worried if we get home late."

Brother didn't answer. He thought for a moment, then suddenly took out an umbrella from the cabin and held it over his head. My brother is a little confused: "I said Xiao Ming, isn't it raining?" What are you doing with an umbrella? " Xiao Ming smiled at him: "You will know later."

After a while, a gust of wind blew, and the umbrella slowly sailed forward with the ship under the thrust of the wind. My brother suddenly realized, "So you want the boat to go forward by the wind!"

Just then, the poet Yang Wanli happened to pass by by by boat. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help exclaiming, "What a pair of clever little fishermen."

On the day of Anren 4, it was Yang Wanli who crossed Anren County by boat. You see, one day, the crystal clear river is sparkling, the aquatic plants sway slightly with the running water, and the fish and shrimp swim freely in the water. The golden sunshine shines softly on the water, and the waves of fish scales are particularly beautiful. The green grass on the river bank is dense, and the mountains in the distance are undulating, just like a charming and quiet landscape painting. People can't help but think of two poems in Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake, "The spring on the lake is picturesque, and the peaks are scattered around the floor."

While Yang Wanli was savoring this poetic place, suddenly, a burst of laughter broke the quiet picture. A boat floated in the distance, and two children sat on it, talking and laughing. One of them is wearing a red Chinese corset, and the other is wearing a white shirt. Both of them were laughing barefoot. At this time, the spring breeze suddenly blew. They put away the bamboo poles and stopped the oars. Are they ready to go home? That's not true. I saw them holding up a big umbrella, but strangely, it didn't rain. The poet was puzzled and rowed the boat and asked, "Little friend, it hasn't rained yet. Why did you open an umbrella early? " The two children looked at each other and said with a smile, "Hee hee, old man, you don't understand. We must take advantage of the wind and sail the boat forward! " "The poet suddenly realized that they used umbrellas as sails and used the wind to let the boat go forward!

The poet patted his head and suddenly became very poetic. He wrote a poem entitled "Crossing the River in Peace":

One-leaf fishing boat, two children,

The pole is in the boat.

It's strange to have an umbrella without rain.

It's not covering your head, it's creating wind.

Yang Wanli, a poet who sailed through Anren 5, is on board and is preparing to visit an old friend's house. The fragrant flowers on the shore made Yang Wanli walk to the bow. It is surrounded by grass, lotus leaves and reeds, like a small green carpet on the river. He took a deep breath of fresh air and suddenly felt refreshed and relaxed. He fanned the red fan in his hand and the heat seemed to dissipate.

A pair of twins, happily emerged from the sea of flowers, jumped on a fishing boat and held discussions with each other:

"Brother, it's fun here. Shall we come again next time? "

"Ok, come by boat next time."

"Brother, we stole the boat, and now the sun is setting. My parents will be very anxious when they find that we and the fishing boat are gone. "

As soon as my brother's voice fell, they set off at once. My younger brother paddled desperately, holding a bamboo pole in his hand and rowing in the water from time to time, hoping that the boat would speed up. After a long journey, the two brothers felt a little tired, lying on the boat and resting, looking at the soft white clouds in the sky. Suddenly, my brother saw something flying in the air. "Brother, what do you think that is?" Brother, look carefully: it's a kite! Wind, kite ... suddenly, his brain was wide open, he took out an umbrella from the cabin and spread it at the stern. Sure enough, the ship accelerated. Seeing this, the poet Yang Wanli asked the boatman to speed up and get close to the small fishing boat. Ask the brothers: "It's not raining in the sky. What are you doing with an umbrella?" "We use umbrellas as sails, so that the boat can go fast," my brother replied.

Yang Wanli asked the boatman whose child this was. The boatman smiled and said, "They are the smartest children in Anren County." .

Passing Anren 6 by fishing boat, two six or seven-year-old boys are punting, ready to return with full load.

Xiao Ming is wearing a pair of shorts and a light coat, showing his belly and holding a bamboo pole to punt at the bow. Xiao Qiang, wearing a red Chinese-style chest covering, was also at the bow, waving a single paddle. When the two of them think that they can be praised by their parents when they go home, they can have a sumptuous Manchu-Chinese banquet, and the leftovers can be sold at a good price in the market when they go to the market. They can't help but feel that it is really worthwhile to get up early and go fishing. It's a win-win situation for a group of fish! They couldn't help laughing at the thought, and the paddles and bamboo poles in their hands shook faster. The spacecraft rushed to dozens of meters away.

However, after a while, they had no strength and the boat could only move slowly again. Xiao Ming looked sad and said sadly to Xiao Qiang, "Xiao Qiang, what can I do?" ? If we go at this speed, we will be lucky to go home at night! We're going to be quarreled by our parents, so we can't eat the fish feast. You have too many ideas. What can you do to get home as soon as possible?

Xiao Qiang's eyes rolled several times, and suddenly he clapped his hands and said, Xiao Ming, I have an idea! Do as I say, that's for sure! Put away the oars and bamboo poles and watch me! With that, he opened the umbrella on the boat. Xiao Ming cleaned up with a grain of salt. Unexpectedly, the ship was sailing very fast. A person saw it and laughed to himself: Oh, no wonder they all carry umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't use them to shelter from the rain, but used them as sails, trying to use the wind to make the ship move forward!

The water is very clear, and you can see the fish and shrimp below, which makes people want to drink a bowl. The wind is blowing, the reeds on both sides of the river sway with the wind, and the place where the ship passes is sparkling. What a beautiful view! Xiao Qiang is holding an umbrella and Xiaoming is whistling. The two of them looked at each other, then at the fast-moving boat, and smiled in unison.

Boating Anren 7 Clear sky Wan Li, the blue sky seems to be rendered by blue, and there is not a trace of dust in the white clouds. Under the sky, a gurgling stream shuttles through Anren County, and weeping willows on both sides of the stream dance with the wind.

On the calm lake, a fishing boat came slowly from a distance and gradually entered the sight of the poet Yang Wanli, creaking ... two boys of similar age on board, talking and laughing, cooperated tacitly. Brother paddles, brother supports bamboo poles. There are always ripples on the lake splashed by paddles and bamboo poles. There is no doubt that this gives a very quiet picture and makes the poet shine.

Suddenly, my brother put down his paddle, cocked his head and stared at the willow branches fluttering in the breeze. My brother asked inexplicably, "Brother, what's the matter?" See what's so charming? "I saw my brother take out an umbrella from the cabin, and my brother was even more surprised. The weather is fine. What is my brother doing with an umbrella? At this time, my brother invited my brother to put away the pole, walk to the bow, sit down together, open the umbrella, face the wind and lift it above his head. Like Zhuge Liang who sacrificed to the east wind, he read a spell: "Wind, wind; Zoom in a little, a little bigger ... Miss Feng seems to understand her brother's call and come and help. Sure enough, the fishing boat staggered forward. At this time, my brother cheered and understood at once. There was a sound of water from the side of the boat, cheering for my brother together.

The breeze blew over Yang Wanli's gown, and he smiled and smoothed his beard, and could not help but praise the two boys' whimsy frequently. So he splashed ink and left a song:

One-leaf fishing boat, two children,

The pole is in the boat.

It's strange to have an umbrella without rain.

It's not covering your head, it's creating wind.

After eight days in Anren, Yang Wanli, a poet who has been away from home for many days, will go home to visit relatives. It was a long trip, so he packed up his travel expenses and set off.

Yang Wanli didn't ride a horse and didn't have much luggage. At first, he walked lightly, like a fly. He gets up early every morning to go on the road, rests at night, and eats something casually at the inn for three meals a day. Why does he care so much? His heart only has parents, wife and children. Day after day, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Although the towns and villages he passed had beautiful scenery, he was too tired to enjoy them.

One day, Yang Wanli passed by Anren, a small county town where there was a banded river. It's getting dark, the evening breeze suddenly rises, and the coolness bursts. He is going to spend the night in a small town. When he touched his pocket, he found that there was no money on him, and Yang Wanli was in a hurry. Just when he was in a hurry, he saw a boat from a distance. Closer, there were two children on board. There seems to be something bothering them. Come closer. It turned out that they were paddling hard to let the boat go forward. However, one child went out, another child went in, and the boat went forward and backward, stopping at the same place. Yang Wanli was fascinated and worried about them. What shall we do? Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a child seemed to think of something. He took an umbrella from the boat and propped it up. Yang Wanli was puzzled. It obviously didn't rain in the sky! "Hoo-",the wind blew an umbrella and pushed their boat forward for a long time. Yang Wanli realized that the child wanted to push the boat forward with an umbrella! Yang Wanli couldn't help secretly cheering in his heart. He stopped the children on the shore and let them go ashore. He soon met his relatives on a boat with a downwind.

As time goes by, Yang Wanli often thinks of the two lively, lovely, kind and witty children when he sailed through Anren.

After a sunny day in Anren, Yang Wan came to Anren with beautiful scenery.

He was walking in the open space of a small village, marveling at the tall camphor trees on both sides. Suddenly he saw a little boy wearing a red Chinese-style chest covering saying something to the old man's son who took him in, and then the old man's son said something, and then the old man's son ran into the house again, as if looking for something. The old man's son came out with a pink bamboo umbrella in his hand. Yang Wanli thought, strangely, there is no rain and no scorching sun here. What are they doing with umbrellas? I saw two children run away with umbrellas, so fast that no one knew where they had gone. Yang Wanli sighed and said, "Hey, maybe he took an umbrella to play somewhere, that's all!" "

Yang Wanli, who was originally carefree, suddenly put aside all his troubles and went to a strange river to enjoy the scenery and play around. The willows on both sides of the river are beautiful! The slender willows hang down on the water, just like a girl's long hair in spring. When the wind blows, they fly very slowly. There are also big camphor trees on both sides, which are shaded by trees. The crystal green leaves are greener and more beautiful in the bright sunshine. Like shining green leaves in a tropical rain forest.

The poet Yang Wanli was walking by the river when he suddenly saw two children playing on a fishing boat. Yang Wanli came in and saw them rowing. Curiosity drove the great poet to look forward again. Yang Wanli said to himself, "Hey? Why do these two children look so familiar? Very strange. " Yang Wanli thought, "Memory is coming, that is, those two children, those two children with umbrellas!" "I saw the two children put away the bamboo poles used for punting and stopped paddling. Opening the pink bamboo umbrella, Yang Wanli felt very strange: What happened to opening the umbrella? Then a gust of wind, the umbrella moved and the ship shook slightly. Yang Wanli understood their intention and smiled: "Ha ha, the boy can teach! "It turned out that the two children wanted to use the wind to start the boat. This is really smart and wise!

The boat crossed the sparkling lake in Anren 10, and the ripples went round and round. Sister Liu by the lake used the sparkling lake as a toilet mirror, where she gently braided her hair. The sun shines on the lake, and there are golden waves on the lake, and ripples are naughty floating on the lake; Look, the little fish in the water are playing happily; Listen, birds are constantly enjoying the beautiful scenery. On the river bank, the green grass is dense, and the grass dances beautifully when the breeze blows. The mountains in the distance are undulating, just like a charming landscape painting, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke the silent scenery. There is a boat floating in the distance, and there are two laughing children sitting on it. They are very cute and chubby. One of the children put away the bamboo pole, stopped the paddle and sat in the middle of the fishing boat. One child said to another, "The boat is now in the middle of the lake. What can we do to make it walk without paddles or poles? " Another child is holding his chin and quietly trying to find a way; Oh, yes! We use umbrellas to push the boat forward. " With that, he quickly took out his umbrella from the cabin and opened it. He held it high and let the wind blow on it. The wind pushed the fishing boat. In this way, the fishing boat moved slowly.

Passers-by saw it, and they all thought in surprise that it wouldn't rain now. What are these two children doing with umbrellas? Oh, no wonder everyone takes umbrellas when it doesn't rain. Originally, it was not to shelter from the wind and rain, but to use the wind to let the ship move forward. When these passers-by figured it out, they couldn't help praising the two children, saying that they were smart and admirable.

When these passers-by looked back again, their fishing boats had gone away, leaving only some ripples on the water. ...

Cross Anren 1 1 and sail to Anren that day.

Clouds around the river bank have locked up many green hills. The river is rippling, the breeze is blowing gently, and the reeds along the river are particularly graceful. The mountains are green, the water is green, the fog is green and the heart is green. If it weren't for the frolicking fish, the crisp birdsong and the microwave on the water, it would have been a picture of Jiangnan in early summer.

"Stop the boat and dock yo-"

The boatman shouted and woke me up from drunkenness.

Several brothers in the same boat went ashore to enjoy this fairyland on earth. I followed him to the shore and walked alone. The smell of fresh soil in the air is refreshing. Looking around, I saw a small boat floating over, with two children under umbrellas on board. They are barefoot and wearing shorts, and their red faces are full of innocence. The bamboo poles on the boat were put away and the oars stopped. I was surprised and asked:

"Why don't you take bamboo poles and paddles?"

"We are afraid of hurting small fish and grass!" One of the children said to me happily, "We are using the power of an umbrella to make the boat walk!" " "

I couldn't help laughing and shook my head and said, "Can such a small umbrella lend me the wind?"

The child replied solemnly, "but-use-"

Seeing them holding umbrellas so seriously, I didn't want to spoil their fun, so I said, "Go home quickly and don't worry my parents." Say that finish and walk back.

When I came to the corner, I turned around subconsciously, and the two naughty boys on board disappeared-they had jumped into the water and played away.

Back on the boat, I spread out the paper and put pen and ink on it, and my thoughts welled up. I said to myself, "write them down". I thought and wrote silently, as if I saw that serious action again, that innocent smiling face, and I couldn't help laughing. ...

Anren boating 12 On a sunny afternoon, the poet decided to go out for a walk because of the sunny weather and very happy mood.

Arriving at the lake, the poet stood by the lake and sighed: This kind of sight should only be seen in the sky, but rarely heard on earth. "A few green lotus leaves on the lake set off the beauty of several lotus flowers, which makes people feel just right.

Suddenly, not far from Yang Wanli, a small fishing boat is slowly approaching the middle of the lake. Yang Wanli was wondering what this Ye Zhou Xiao wanted to do when the strange ship suddenly stopped in the middle of the lake. The bamboo wormwood is put away, and the paddle stops there. Yang Wanli looked carefully and suddenly panicked. It turned out that there were two Warawako on board. Yang Wanli thought: They won't fall! Actually, Yang Wanli thought about it. Two Warawako said, what if there is no wind? "Why don't we open the umbrella and see if it can be a little windy!" Then, a small umbrella appeared on the fishing boat, ok! "See here, I heard that, Yang Wanli in distress situation, the in the mind move, but the heart of the ` big stone finally fell down. When I think about it carefully, I can't help but smile on my face, and I feel that I really think too much, because both children have his unexpected cleverness and ridicule themselves. Yes, why can't those children figure out a way by themselves? When he looked back, the river was empty, and the composition had long since disappeared. He smiled again because the child was childish.

When the poet returned home, he recorded the scene at that time:

One-leaf fishing boat, two children,

Collect mugwort and stop on the boat.

It's strange to have an umbrella without rain.

It's not covering your head, it's creating wind.

After driving through Anren 13, I have long heard that Anren County has beautiful scenery and charming landscapes. On this sunny morning, I, the poet Yang Wanli, happened to pass by here and was deeply intoxicated by this innocent, lovely and childish picture.

It's sunny today, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. I rowed and swam leisurely in Anren, a treasure trove of geomantic omen, and enjoyed myself. The scenery on the river is really beautiful! The shore is colorful, and the surrounding scenery is reflected in the water, just like an ink painting painted by Liang with a magic pen. A breeze blew, adding a bit of dynamic beauty to this perfect picture. I was intoxicated by the charming scenery. When I was writing a poem, a small fishing boat caught my attention. Take a leisurely look, and there are two innocent fishermen sitting on that small fishing boat. The ship sailed smoothly. They stopped paddling, put away the poles of punting, and sat at the bow for a short rest, talking and laughing, enjoying each other. A child is talking vividly, and when it comes to the climax, his voice will be amplified, as if he were fascinated by the plot. When it comes to solemn and stirring, his voice will be slow and deep without losing momentum. The other listened attentively and smiled from time to time. Speaking of "Kong Ming borrows the east wind", the fisherman suddenly remembered something, got into the cabin, took out a big umbrella and held it forward to his chest. Another nodding, speak up again. I looked up and saw that it wasn't raining! Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the speed of the cabin increased. Oh, so children use umbrellas as sails. He's a real oddball!

Looking at their distant backs, a feeling of love arises spontaneously. Unexpectedly, this An Ren is not only beautiful, but also beautiful, which left a deep impression on me.

Zhoudu Anren 14 Song Dynasty, in Anren, in Yangchun in March. A big river is shrouded in smoke. On the shore, several willows have spit out their buds, and several beautiful wild flowers are swaying in the wind.

There is a family living on the shore. The owner of the house is a young couple. They have two sons. Early in the morning, parents went out to work, and two children secretly drove their father's boat and rowed it into the river to play.

The two children rowed around the river and had a good time. They fish for a while and catch birds for a while. When you are tired of playing, lie on a small wooden boat and rest. The sun is rising. It's time for lunch. However, they didn't have the strength to row the boat back. What shall we do? These two children are anxious like ants on hot bricks. In the distance, the poet Yang Wanli's boat has just arrived. Yang Wanli's boat is a sailboat, so it can go forward even without rowing. My brother saw it and was envious. He said to his brother, "if only our boat could be equipped with sails, so that no matter how tired we are, we can go home soon." After listening to my brother's words, my brother suddenly had a brainwave and shouted, "I have an idea." Go and get the umbrella from the boat. " The younger brother immediately took out his umbrella and gave it to his younger brother. I saw my brother open his umbrella and face forward. A magical scene happened, and the ship gradually moved and sailed home. The two children cheered happily, and they sailed the boat back smoothly.

As it happens, this scene was seen by careful Yang Wanli. He can't help admiring the intelligence of these two children. So, he began to write down the poem "The Ship Passed Anren".

Crossing Anren 15 The famous poet Yang Wanli enjoys the beautiful scenery in Anren County in southern Hunan. Colorful ice flowers, lush trees, crystal clear streams and lively and lovely small fish fascinated Yang Wanli. He sat under the big tree, closed his eyes and enjoyed the environment here.

"Wow" and "Wow", the fishing boat moved slowly. Yang Wanli opened his eyes and looked at the two children on the fishing boat. An older man, dressed in white, with an umbrella in one hand, pointed to the front with his mouth open and didn't know what to say. The other one, a little younger, ran around the boat in a red Chinese-style chest covering and refused to sit down.

Yang Wanli looked at the two children and felt a sense of pleasure.

At this time, the older children handed the umbrella to the younger children, ran to the stern by themselves, put away the bamboo poles and paddles for punting, and went to the bow and sat down with the younger children.

The younger child opened the big red umbrella and held it while turning his head to the older child and talking to him.

Yang Wanli felt very strange and thought: Is it raining? He looked up at the sky and found it was still so clear. The sun scorched the earth. Where is it raining?

Is it raining where they are, not here? No, it didn't rain there either!

Then why are they holding umbrellas?

Yang Wanli was puzzled and ran to the shore to ask two children, "Isn't it raining here?" What are you doing with an umbrella? "

The children laughed "hee hee", laughing their heads off, covering their stomachs with their hands, and their eyes narrowed with laughter.

After laughing, the older children pointed to the umbrella and said to Yang Wanli, "We borrow the wind to make the umbrella turn, so that the boat can sail on the water, which is more labor-saving!" Say that finish, two children burst out laughing again.

At this time, Yang Wanli suddenly realized: So that's it!