描写早晨的树林的通感作文，800字以上
译文一 （译）（原载1927年7月10日第18卷第7期）Moonlight over the Lotus PondI have felt quite upset recently, Tonight, when I was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool, it occurred to me that the Lotus Pond, which I pass by everyday, must assume quite a different look in such moonlit night. A full moon was rising high in the sky; the laughter of children playing outside had died away; in the room, my wife was patting the son, Run-er, sleepily hum ming a cradle song. Shrugging on an overcoat, quietly, I made my way out, closing the door behind me.Alongside the Lotus Pond runs a small cinder footpath. It is peaceful and secluded here, a place not frequented by pedestrians even in the daytime; now at night, it looks more solitary, in a lush, shady ambience of trees all around the pond. On the side where the path is, there are willows, interlaced with some oth ers whose names I do not know. The foliage, which, in a moon- less night, would loom somewhat frighteningly dark, looks very nice tonight,although the moonlight is not more than a thin, greyish veil.I am on my own. strolling. hands behind my back. This bit of the universe seems in my possession now; and I myself seem to have been uplifted from my ordinary self into another world, I like a serene and peaceful life, as much as a busy and active one; I like being in solitude, as much as in company. As it is tonight, basking in a misty moonshine all by myself. I feel I am a free man, free to think of anything, or of nothing. All that one is obliged to do. or to say, in the daytime, can be very well cast a side now. That is the beauty of being alone. For the moment, just let me indulge in this profusion of moonlight and lotus fra- grance.All over this winding stretch of water, what meets the eye is a silken field of leaves, reaching rather high above the surface. like the skirts ef dancing girls in all their grace. Here and there, layers of leaves are dotted with white lotus blossoms, some in demure bloom, others in shy bud, like scattering pearls, or twinlking stars, our beauties just out of the bath. A breeze stirs, sending over breaths of fragrance, like faint singing drift- ing from a distant building. At this moment, a tiny thrill shoots through the leaves and flowers, like a streak of lightning, straight across thc forest of lotuses. The leaves, which have been standing shoulder to shoulder, are caught trembling in an e merald heave of the pond. Underneath, the exquisite water is covered from view. and none can tell its colour; yet the leaves on top project themselves all the more attractively.The moon sheds her liquid light silently over the leaves and flowers, which, in the floating transparency of a bluish haze from the pond, look as if they had just been bathed in milk, or like a dream wrapped in a gauzy hood. Although it is a full moon, shining through a film of clouds, the light is not at its brightest; it is, however, just right for me - a profound sleep is indispensable, yet a snatched doze also has a savour of its own. The moonlight is streaming down through the foliage, casting bushy shadows on the ground from high above, dark and check ered, like an army of ghosts; whereas the bengin figures of the drooping willows, here and there, look like paintings on the Io tus leaves. The moonlight is not spread evenly over the pond, but rather in a harmonious rhythm of light and shade, like a fa mous melody played on a violin.Around the pond, far and near, high and Iow, are trees. Most of them are willows. Only on the path side can two or three gaps be seen through the heavy fringe, as if specially re served for the moon. The shadowy shapes of the leafage at first sight seem diffused into a mass of mist, against which, however, the charm of those willow trees is still discernible. Over the trees appear some distant mountains, but merely in sketchy sil- houette. Through the branches are also a couple of lamps, as listless as sleepy eyes. The most lively creatures here, for the moment, must be the cicadas in the trees and the frogs in the pond. But the liveliness is theirs, I have nothing.Suddenly, something like lotus-gathering crosses my mind. It used to be celebrated as a folk festival in the South, probablydating very far back in history, most popular in the period of Six Dynasties. We can pick up some outlines of this activity in the poetry, It was young girls who went gathering lotuses, in sam- pans and singing love songs. Needless to say, there were a great number of them doing the gathering, apart from those who were watching. It was a lively season, brimming with vitality, and ro- mance. A brilliant description can be found in Lotus Gathenng written by the Yuan Emperor of the Liang Dynasty:So those charming youngsters row their sampans, heart buoyant with tacit love, pass to eath other cups oJ wine while their bird- shaped prows dtift around. From time to time their oars are caught in dangling algae, and duckweed float apart the moment their boats are about to move on. Their slender figures, girdled with plain silk, tread watchfully on board. This is the time when spring is growing into summer, the leaves a tender green and the flowers blooming,- among which the girls are giggling when evading an outreaching stem. their shirts tucked in for fear that the sampan might tilt.That is a glimpse of those merrymaking scenes. It must have been fascinating; but unfortunately we have long been de nied such a delight.Then I recall those lines in Ballad of Xizhou Island:Gathering the lotus, I am in the South Pond, \\\/The lilies, in autumn,, reach over my head; \\\/Lowering my head I toy with the lotus seed, \\\/look, they are as fresh as the water umderneath.If there were somebody gathering lotuses tonight, she could tell that the lilies here are high enough to reach over her head; but, one would certainly miss the sight of the water. So my memories drift back to the South after all.Deep in my thoughts, I looked up, just to find myself at the door of my own house. Gently I pushed the door open and walked in. Not a sound inside, my wife had been asleep for quite a while. Qinghua Campus, BeiiingJuly, 1927：荷塘月色(The Lotus Pool By Moonlight) 译文二：译者不详The last few days have found me very restless. This evening as I sat in the yard to enjoy the cool, it struck me how different the lotus pool I pass every day must look under a full moon. The moon was sailing higher and higher up the heavens, the sound of childish laughter had died away from the lane beyond our wall, and my wife was in the house patting Juner and humming a lullaby to him. I quietly slipped on a long gown, and walked out leaving the door on the latch.A cinder - path winds along by the side of the pool. It is off the beaten track and few pass this way even by day, so at night it is still more quiet. Trees grow thick and bosky all around the pool, with willows and other trees I cannot name by the path. On nights when there is no moon the track is almost terrifyingly dark, but tonight it was quite clear, though the moonlight was pale.Strolling alone down the path, hands behind my back, I felt as if the whole earth and sky were mine and I had stepped outside my usual self into another world. I like both excitement and stillness, under the full moon, I could think of whatever I pleased or of nothing at all, and that gave me a sense of freedom. All daytime duties could be disregarded. That was the advantage of solitude: I could savour to the full that expanse of fragrant lotus and the moonlight.As far as eye could see, the pool with its winding margin was covered with trim leaves, which rose high out of the water like the flared skirts of dancing girls. And starring these tiers of leaves were white lotus flowers, alluringly open or bashfully in bud, like glimmering pearls, stars in an azure sky, or beauties fresh from the bath. The breeze carried past gusts of fragrance, like the strains of a song faintly heard from a far-off tower. And leaves and blossoms trembled slightly, while in a flash the scent was carried away. As the closely serried leaves bent, a tide of opaque emerald could be glimpsed. That was the softly running water beneath, hidden from sight, its colour invisible, though the leaves looked more graceful than ever.Moonlight cascaded like water over the lotus leaves and flowers, and a light blue mist floating up from the pool made them seem washed in milk or caught in a gauzy dream. Though the moon was full, a film of pale clouds in the sky would not allow its rays to shine through brightly; but I felt this was all to the good - though refreshing sleep is indispensable, short naps have a charm all their own. As the moon shone from behind them, the dense trees on the hills threw checkered shadows, dark forms loomed like devils, and the sparse, graceful shadows of willows seemed painted on the lotus leaves. The moonlight on the pool was not uniform, but light and shadow made up a harmonious rhythm like a beautiful tune played on a violin.Far and near, high and low around the pool were trees, most of them willows. These trees had the pool entirely hemmed in, the only small clearings left being those by the path, apparently intended for the moon. All the trees were somber as dense smoke, but among them you could make out the luxuriant willows, while faintly above the tree-tops loomed distant hills - their general outline only. And between the trees appeared one or two street lamps, listless as the eyes of someone drowsy. The liveliest sounds at this hour were the cicadas chirruping on the trees and the frogs croaking in the pool; but this animation was theirs alone, I had no part in it.Then lotus-gathering flashed into my mind. This was an old custom south of the Yangtse, which apparently originated very early and was most popular in the period of the Six Kingdoms,* as we see from the songs of the time. The lotus were picked by girls in small boats, who sang haunting songs as they padded. They turned out in force, we may be sure, and there were spectators too, for that was a cheerful festival and a romantic one. We have a good account of it in a poem by Emperor Yuan of the Liang dynasty called Lotus Gatherers:Deft boys and pretty girlsReach an understanding while boating;Their prows veer slowly,But the winecups pass quickly;Their oars are entangled,As they cut through the duckweed,And girls with slender waistsTurn to gaze behind them.Now spring and summer meet,Leaves are tender, flowers fresh;With smiles they protect their silks,Drawing in their skirts, afraid lest the boat upset.There we have a picture of these merry excursions. this must have been a delightful event, and it is a great pity we cannot enjoy it today.
修辞手法有哪6种比较常见的
1．比喻 比喻由三部分构成： 1体 2、喻体 3、比喻词 （比喻和最大的不同在于比喻含有喻体，拟人没有。
） 作用：将表达的内容说得生动具体形象，给人以鲜明深刻的印象，根据事物的相似点,用具体、浅显、常见的事物对深奥生疏的事物解说，即打比方，帮助人深入理解。
比喻的三种类型：明喻、暗喻和借喻： 类别｜ 特点 ｜ 本体 ｜ 比喻词 ｜喻体｜ 例句 明喻｜甲像乙｜ 出现 ｜像、似的、好像、如、宛如、好比、犹如｜出现｜那小姑娘好像一朵花一样。
暗喻｜甲是乙｜ 出现 ｜ 是、成为 ｜出现｜那又浓又翠的景色，简直就是一幅青山绿水画。
借喻｜甲代乙｜不出现｜ 无 ｜出现｜地上射起无数的箭头，房顶上落下万千条瀑布。
例句：像一块空灵的蓝水晶。
朱自清《春》 2．比拟： 借助丰富的想像，把物当成人来写，或把人当成物来写，或把甲物当成乙物来写。
作用：能启发读者想像，令文章更生动。
比拟分为拟人和拟物 （1）拟人： 把物当做人写，赋予物以人的思想、感情、活动，用描写人的词来描写物。
作用：把禽兽鸟虫花草树木或其他无生命的事物当成人写，使具体事物人格化，语言生动形象。
例句： 1.桃树、杏树、梨树、你不让我，我不让你，都开满了花赶趟儿。
《春》 朱自清 2.感时花溅泪，恨别鸟惊心。
《春望》 杜甫 3.太阳的脸红起来了。
《春》 朱自清 （2）拟物： ①把人比作物，或把此物当作彼物来写 例句 1.人群不顾一切，涌了上来。
2.在群众的呼喝声中，那个恶霸夹着尾巴逃跑了。
②把甲事物当成乙事物来写。
例句 1.火山发出一声咆哮。
2.月光如流水一般， 静静地泻在这一片叶子和花上。
（《荷塘月色》 朱自清） 3．夸张： 对事物的性质，特征等故意地夸张或缩小。
作用：提示事物本质，烘托气氛，加强渲染力，引起联想效果。
类别 特点 例句 扩大夸张 对事物形状、性质、特征、作用、程度等加以夸大 柏油路晒化了，甚至铺户门前的铜牌好像也要晒化 缩小夸张 对事物形象、性质、特征、作用、程度等加以缩小 只能看到巴掌大的一块天地 超前夸张 把后出现的说成先出现，把先出现的说成后出现 她还没有端酒怀，就醉了。
4．排比： 把三个或以上结构和长度均类似、语气一致、意义相关或相同的句子排列起来。
作用：加强语势、语言气氛，使文章的节奏感加强，条理性更好，更利于表达强烈的感情（表达效果）。
例句：他们的品质是那样的纯洁和高尚，他们的意志是那样的坚韧和刚强，他们的气质是那样的淳朴和谦逊，他们的胸怀是那样的美丽和宽广。
5．对偶： 字数相等，结构形式相同，意义对称的一对短语或句子，表达两个相对或相近的意思。
作用：整齐匀称，节奏感强，高度概括，易于记忆，有音乐美感。
主要方式 1、正对。
上下句意思上相似、相近、相补、相衬的对偶形式。
例如：墙上芦苇，头重脚轻根底浅；山间竹笋，嘴尖皮厚腹中空。
2、反对。
上下句意思上相反或相对的对偶形式。
例如：.横眉冷对千夫指，俯首甘为孺子牛。
3、串对（流水对）。
上下句意思上具有承接、递进、因果、假设、条件等关系的对偶形式。
例句：.才饮长江水，又食武昌鱼。
6．反复： 为了强调某个意思，表达某种感情，有意重复某个词语句子。
1. 连续反复（中间无其他词语间隔） 例句：山谷回音，他刚离去，他刚离去。
2. 间隔反复（中间有其他的词语） 例句：好像失了三省，党国倒愈像一个国，失了东三省谁也不响，党国倒愈像一个国。
7．设问： 为了此起别人的注意，故意先提出问题，然后自己回答。
作用：引起注意，启发读者思考；有助于层次分明，结构紧凑；可以更好地描写人物的思想活动。
例句：花儿为什么这样红
首先有它的物质基础。
8．反问（激问、反诘、诘问）： 用疑问形式表达确定的意思，用肯定形式反问表否定，用否定形式反问表肯定，只问不答，答案暗含在反问句中。
作用：加强语气，发人深思，激发读者感情，加深读者印象，增强文中的气势和说服力。
例句：我呢，我难道没有应该责备的地方吗
9．引用： 引用现成的话(成语、诗句、格言、典故等)来提高语言表达效果，分和两种。
作用：使论据确凿充分，增强说服力，富启发性，而且语言精炼，含蓄典雅。
明 引（直接引用） 例句：孔子曰：「三人行，必有我师。
」是故弟子不必如师，师不必贤於弟子。
暗 引(间接引用) 例句：失败乃成功之母，你千万不要气馁。
10．借代： 不直接说出所要表达的人或事物，而是借用与它有密切相关的人或事物来代替 借代种类：特征代事物、具体代抽象、部分代全体、整体代部分。
作用：突出事物的本质特征，增强语言的形象性，使文笔简洁精炼，语言富于变化和幽默感；引人联想，使表达收到形象突出、特点鲜明、具体生动的效果。
方法： ①部分代整体。
即用事物具有代表性的部分代本体事物。
例如：两岸青山相对出，孤帆一片日边来。
（《望天门山》） ②特征代本体。
即用借体（人或事物）的特征、标志去代替本体事物的名称。
例如：圆规一面愤愤的回转身，一面絮絮的说，慢慢向外走去……（《故乡》） ③具体代抽象 例如：南国烽烟正十年。
（《梅岭三章》） ④工具代本体。
例如：等到惊蛰一犁土的季节，十家已有八户亮了囤底，揭不开锅。
（《榆钱饭》） ⑤专名代泛称。
用具有典型性的人或事物的专用名称代替本体事物的名称。
例如：你们杀死一个李公朴，会有千百万个李公朴站起来
（《最后一次讲演》） 11.反语： 用与本意相反的词语或句子表达本意，以说反话的方式加强表达效果。
有的讽刺揭露，有的表示亲密友好的感情。
如：（清国留学生）也有解散辫子，盘得平的，除下帽来，油光可鉴，宛如小姑娘的发髻一般，还要将脖子扭几扭，实在标致极了。
12. 对比： 对比是把两种不同事物或者同一事物的两个方面，放在一起相互比较的一种辞格。
例如： 有的人活着，他已经死了；有的人死了，他还活着。
（臧克家《有的人》） 运用对比，必须对所要表达的事物的矛盾本质有深刻的认识。
对比的两种事物或同一事物的两个方面，应该有互相对立的关系，否则是不能构成对比的。
排比、对偶、拟人、夸张、反问...... 13.联想： 也就是想象.例如:太阳出来了,地上好像上了火. 14.通感： 所谓通感，是利用诸种感觉相互交通的心理现象，以一种感觉来描述表现另一种感觉的修辞方式。
作用:通感的运用可以收到令人回味无穷的效果，其表达作用是无可替代的。
它能化抽象为形象，让读者更好地理解；它能由此及彼，勾起人们丰富的联想；它能不拘一格，行文活泼；它能准确表达，含意深远；它能充实诗文的意境，构成特殊的艺术美。
例如 “晨钟云外湿”（杜甫《夔州雨湿不得上岸作》）以“湿”字形容钟声，所闻之钟声，穿雨而来，穿云而去，故“湿”，触觉与听觉相互沟通。
“善哉乎鼓琴，巍巍乎若高山，汤汤乎若流水”（《吕氏春秋·本味》）听琴声而知志在高山、流水，听觉与视觉相互沟通。
15.双关： 利用词的多义及同音 (或音近) 条件，有意使语句有双重意义，言在此而意在彼，就是双关。
双关可使语言表达得含蓄、幽默，而且能加深语意，给人以深刻印象。
16.顶真 顶真也做顶针 用前文的末尾作下文的开头，首尾相连两次以上，使邻近接的语句或片断或章节传下接，首尾蝉联，用符号表示就是“ABC,CDE”.这种修辞手法，叫做顶真，又叫顶针或联珠。
运用顶真修辞手法，不但能使句子结构整齐，语气贯通，而且能突出事物之间环环相扣的有机联系。
