1. Diary Rewrite "Shepherd Boy"

One sunny noon, I came to the countryside to play.

Looking around, the wilderness is covered with green grass. It stretches for thousands of miles and is green as far as the eye can see. It is full of grass and trees within a radius of six or seven miles. The trees straightened their backs.

The shepherd boys took whips and drove the cattle and sheep here. The animals ate grass until their eyes were smiling. In the wilderness, the evening wind blew, and the grass bent down. The surroundings were quiet, except for a few birds flying and landing.

Listening carefully, three or four intermittent shepherd boy flutes came from the evening wind, almost spreading throughout the entire wilderness. The shepherd boy's flute was so sweet and melodious that even the birds on the tree stopped chirping and listened to the flute quietly.

It was already dusk when the little shepherd boy came back from grazing and had a full meal. The red clouds on the horizon are so beautiful, and everything looks particularly beautiful when illuminated.

He came to the field and lay there without even taking off his raincoat. Lying on the soft grass and looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, I feel so relaxed and happy! The little shepherd boy was lying on the field, playing the shepherd's flute, and enjoying unlimited fun.

How happy he was when he recalled his life! How carefree! How desirable. 2. "Shepherd Boy" rewritten from a diary

"Shepherd Boy" (rewritten from an ancient poem)

Look! At a glance, a patch of green grass seems to be spread on the ground! The wind blew gently and the sound of "rustling" spread everywhere.

Listen! The shepherd boy was playing the flute again, and the cheerful tune teased the evening breeze, and the hours slowly passed by.

When the sun showed half of its face in the morning, the shepherd boy took his flute and went up the mountain to herd the cows. He sat on the back of the cow, played the flute and hummed a tune. Running happily on the grass, unrestrained and without any worries. Until I got tired of playing, I just lay on the grass and looked at the white clouds and birds in the sky, with a smile on my lips.

After dinner, the sun had already set, and the bright moon had climbed up. The shepherd boy held the flute in his hand and walked happily to the haystack. He lay down without taking off his raincoat, listened to the unknown insects in the grass singing beautiful songs, and looked up at the night sky. The bright moon brings images to mind.

Listen to that cheerful tune playing again, how beautiful it sounds! Hey! Why did it stop? Oh...it turned out that the shepherd boy closed his eyes and fell asleep. yes! He is really tired, let him have a nice sleep listening to the lullaby of insects! 3. The shepherd boy rewrote it into a diary

Look! At a glance, a patch of green grass seems to be spread on the ground! The wind blows gently and the sound of "rustling" spreads everywhere. Listen! The shepherd boy was playing the flute again, and the cheerful tunes teased the evening breeze, and the hour slowly blew in his ears. When the sun showed half of his face in the morning, the shepherd boy took his flute and went up the mountain to herd the cows. He sat The cow was playing the flute on its back and humming a tune. It ran happily on the grass, free and without any worries. Until it got tired, it lay on the grass and looked at the white clouds and birds in the sky, with a smile on its lips. After dinner, the sun had already set, and the bright moon climbed up. The shepherd boy held the flute in his hand and walked happily to the haystack. He lay down without taking off his raincoat and listened to the grass. The unknown little bug inside sang a beautiful song. Looking up at the bright and bright moon in the night sky, pictures came to mind. When you hear the cheerful tune playing again, it sounds so beautiful! Hey! Why did it stop? Oh...it turned out that the shepherd boy closed his eyes and fell asleep. Yes! If he is really tired, let him have a nice sleep listening to the insect's lullaby. 4. "Shepherd Boy" was adapted into a composition

On a cool summer night, the sound of wind broke the silence of summer, and the bright moon hung high in the night sky, spreading light to the world, even in the past The laughter and laughter are gone.

The vast wilderness is covered with green grass and stretches for thousands of miles, like a green ocean. At a glance, it looks like an endless green carpet.

At this time, I haven’t seen the returning shepherd boy, but I heard the melodious sound of the shepherd boy’s flute first. His flute sound made people happy. It is intermittent and can make people feel comfortable and happy. The sound of the flute fluttering in the wind represents the happy mood of the shepherd boy.

The sound of the shepherd boy's flute is getting closer and clearer. It was already after dusk when the shepherd boy finished his dinner.

He walked towards the grass while playing the flute with exquisite skills. He lay leisurely in the open air and admired the bright moon tonight, with 10,000 "It's so beautiful!" in his heart. The shepherd boy simply didn't take off his raincoat, not wanting to miss such a beautiful moon.

The shepherd boy looked at the moon and teased the evening breeze with his flute. The shepherd boy thought again: If there was such a beautiful moon every day, I could let my friends come and enjoy it.

Although the shepherd boy has rested, he is still thinking about the moon tonight.

5. "Shepherd Boy" was rewritten into a short article

Green grass covers the vast fields as far as the eye can see... The green grass looks vibrant and green under the sunlight, as if it were flowing. It's an emerald green carpet. This carpet is so big that it can't be seen to the edge, so that it covers the entire grassland.

The evening breeze dances like a fluttering ribbon, blowing over the face from time to time, giving people a refreshing feeling. In the evening breeze, there are occasionally three or four reed pipes, melodious and sweet, lingering in the wilderness.

The shepherd boy returned. He was taking a leisurely walk, thinking about the delicious food he had just wanted to eat. Sunset is a miser and put away his last bit of gold. After dusk, the moonlight fills the earth, covering everything with silver.

The shepherd boy was lying on the grass. For him, this was the most comfortable "bed". The moonlight serves as a tent, the cry of cicadas serves as a lullaby, and the coir raincoat serves as a quilt.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the shepherd boy looked at the moon, thinking of Li Bai's "When I was young, I didn't know the moon, and I called it a white jade plate." He also thought, "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to miss your hometown!" The shepherd boy thought. With beautiful verses, countless wonderful reveries arise. After thinking about it, this free shepherd boy fell asleep... 6. Rewrite "The Shepherd Boy" into a composition

A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth! At a glance, there is a patch of green grass.

When the sun shows half of its face in the morning, the shepherd boy is holding his flute! Why did we stop? The sun has already set.

After dinner, I went up to the mountain to herd the cattle and lay down without taking off my raincoat.

You listen to the cheerful tune playing again, and look at the white clouds and birds in the sky without restraint. Yes, it seems to be spread on the ground! The wind blows gently and the "rustling" sound spreads everywhere. It's so beautiful. Running happily on the grass, oh...it turned out that the shepherd boy closed his eyes and fell asleep, and came to the haystack with joyful steps.

Listen. Until you get tired of playing! The shepherd boy was playing the flute again, and the bright moon climbed up. The shepherd boy held the flute in his hand and hummed a tune. Pictures appeared in his mind, listening to the unknown insects in the grass singing beautiful songs! Hey, I don’t have any worries. I looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and lay on the grass. I played cheerful tunes teasing the evening breeze. As the hours passed by, I let him listen to the beautiful lullaby of insects. Get some sleep! He was really tired, so he sat on the back of the cow and played the flute. 7. The shepherd boy rewrote it into a short essay

The vast wilderness with green grass seemed to have spread a green carpet on the earth. A thousand miles away, as soon as Father Sun got up, the shepherd boy appeared in the endless wilderness. He held a shepherd's flute in one hand and waved a long whip in the other. After a while, he played a melodious tune. The tune was so beautiful. , attracted many friends on the grassland, Brother Feng also came to join in the fun, singing in his ears, the unknown insects in the grass also chirped in response, and the sound of the flute echoed in the vast grassland , accompanied by the melodious sound of the flute, the cow swung its tail leisurely and ate grass happily. After a while, the shepherd boy jumped off the cow's back and ran around on the grassland. The little animals were not afraid at all. At this time, the shepherd boy was completely integrated with nature. He ran and ran tirelessly, running and running. The more he ran, the happier he became, and the more he ran, the happier he became.

When I was tired from playing, I lay on the grass, looking at the white clouds and flying birds in the blue sky. A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I whistled and hummed with satisfaction. When the setting sun dyed the earth red and Father Sun went down the mountain, the shepherd boy also played the piccolo and went home. He rode on the back of the cow and let the shepherd's flute tease the evening breeze. Then he played the tune that he never tired of listening to, and the tune echoed around the wilderness. , the melodious and sweet melody spreads farther and farther.

When he reached the entrance of the village, it was almost dusk, and wisps of cooking smoke floated from the distance. It came from the shepherd boy's house. Thinking that there were delicious meals waiting for the shepherd boy at home, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. Came to his shabby but cozy hut. When the shepherd boy had eaten his fill, it was already after dusk, and the bright moon climbed up to the treetops, emitting bursts of quiet light. The shepherd boy came to the open air, and lay down on the grass to rest without even taking off his raincoat. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, listening to the rustle of the wind and the low hum of insects, scenes came to mind. Suddenly, the cheerful tune sounded again, and the melodious flute broke the tranquility of the night. , gradually, the sound of the flute disappeared, and it turned out that the shepherd boy had already fallen into a sweet dream.

8. Composition of a shepherd boy catching cicadas

[Composition of a shepherd boy catching cicadas] A shepherd boy catching cicadas in March, everything revives, the willow branches, flowers, and grasses exude the fragrance of green, and there is green everywhere In this world, the shepherd boy catches cicadas. In such a good weather, the shepherd boy came out to herd the cows. He rode on the back of the old ox, singing a loud mountain village song as he walked, and seemed particularly happy. He saw the lush woods around him and everywhere. It was a lush green patch, and I thought: "I will definitely be able to give his beloved old scalper a good meal." Suddenly, a cicada chirped, attracting the shepherd boy's attention. He jumped off the cow's back, He lay down in the grass and looked for it. After searching for a long time in the grass, he couldn't find it. The shepherd boy was very disappointed. "Know, know, know" another cicada chirped, and he saw a big cicada lying on the tree. He was so happy. The shepherd boy walked over cautiously, preparing to catch the cicada. As if the cicada heard the sound, it jumped to another tree. This made the shepherd boy very angry and thought: "I must Catch you little guy!" He quietly walked to the tree where the cicada was. This time he was more careful than last time. He stretched out his hand and quickly caught the cicada. The shepherd boy jumped up and down to find him. The old scalper has gone. At this time, he saw his old scalper eating grass leisurely, and the shepherd boy was sitting on the grass, playing with cicadas and waiting for the old scalper to eat. The sunset Next, the shepherd boy rode on the back of the bull again, and went home happily with the fruits of his victory. A 400-word essay on catching cicadas by a shepherd boy from Class 6, Grade 3, Shazitang Tianhua School, Yuan Luying.