I grew up in the embrace of the mountains, I remember the house near the mountain covered with pine shirts and moso bamboo, and millions of kinds of miscellaneous trees, the mountain wind blowing, a thick green, a tree like twisting the body in the dance it!
The distant mountains of the house, pale black like iron, such as giants, such as pylons, such as swords, strange peaks lined up, thousands of forms, very spectacular.
There is a clear stream under the mountain, rushing, jumping, ding dong dong sings a song, can be compared to the "river in the forest, wildflowers clip bank". The stream flows down from a high place, hitting the roadside rocks, splashing water, such as flying pearl rolling jade general. There are also some strange shaped stones in the mountain, such as: stone monk chanting, dog pointing to the far road, and some can't name the stone is waiting for you to go to give it a name it!
This is my beautiful hometown, I love my hometown.
Spring:
When the spring in February and March, light with the slight blowing, such as hair of the rain from the sky sprinkled for no reason, a thousand of thousands of soft willows, Qi Shu their yellow-green eyes, red, white and yellow flowers, green grass, green leaves, are like rushing to the marketplace like running to the formation of a rosy and unparalleled spring, the little swallows, so clever and lovely little swallows, will also be from the south to fly to add to the spring. The little swallows, so clever and lovely, also flew in from the south and added to the picture of this wonderful spring scenery, adding a lot of fun to the spring light.
Summer:
There are cliffs, steep walls, fountains and meadows, but what's even more bizarre is the glacial lake. The lake's water is so blue that it reflects the reflections of distant mountains. In the sunset dyed evening, you set up a tent in the meadow near the lake, raise a yellow fire, look at the stars in the clear ice lake, and the yellow fire dyed a red snow-capped mountains, simply forget the summer heat, such as in the mythical world.
Autumn:
Autumn comes with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dew. The sky glows with a soft light, clarified and misty, so that one wants to hear a high-flying lark singing, just as one looks at the blue sea and thinks of seeing a white sail. The setting sun is the wing of time, and as it flies away there is a moment of supreme splendor in its unfolding. A pile of dark gray misty clouds, low pressure on the earth. It was already late fall, the endless forest was bare, the old trees stood somberly, letting the brown moss hide the wrinkles on its body. The relentless fall had stripped them of their beautiful garments, and they stood there withered and bald.
Winter:
The warm sunlight flickered on the lake, and the last of the red leaves in the mountain forests were still standing proudly on the branches, bright red and turquoise, which were not in harmony with each other's hues, making up a unique winter scene. Sometimes, a gust of wind blowing, without the leaves of the branches, issued a rustling sound, will also make a person produce a kind of depressed and sad feeling. But you look at those branches, the new shoots have long been nurtured, the hairy inconspicuous shoots, so that you immediately think of the future of spring, think of the vibrant and colorful days. Mount Tai, to "pull the earth to the sky of the momentum, hand holding the sun of the posture" stands tall in the land of Qilu, the ancients praised Mount Tai, "Fang Gu this mountain first day, the peaks of the rain is also born cloud".
Wulong Mountain, surrounded by water on all sides, the peaks stand alone, the mountain trees, bamboo shade, steep walls, the river surging.
Looking up at Tianhu Mountain, you can see the towering green mountains, the luxuriant shade trees and the blue sky, the misty wisps of clouds constitute an elegant and interesting ink landscape painting.
Looking up at Tiantai, the peak of the clouds, the mountain path winding, like a colorful belt from the clouds down, visitors like a small white dots, scattered in the colorful belt, slowly moving upward.
The 19 peaks of Cangshan Mountain are connected as one, like a meandering dragon, surrounding the entire Dali, has become a natural "wind barrier".
In the middle of the sea, there is a mountain, which is shaped like a pen, so it is called "Penjiao Mountain".
Stands high in the clouds on the Bogda Peak, years and years wearing a snow "hood", wearing a snow "cloak", regardless of spring, summer, fall and winter, it is always a white.
Far away, the strange mountains stand, the mountains are linked, verdant and craggy, clouds and fog.
Far away, a mountain peaks rise up, the mountain green trees into the shade, and there are flowers set off, the whole mountain peaks dressed in extraordinarily demonic burn.
Looking at the Tianshan Mountain in the distance, the top of the mountain is covered with snow for thousands of years, like a white old man who has been through the vicissitudes of life lying there peacefully.
Shadowed mountains like a sleepy nymph, draped in cicada-like veil, veins, staring.
The peaks on both sides of the river change into various interesting postures: sometimes they look like floating nymphs, sometimes they look like old men with staffs, sometimes they look like apes and monkeys offering peaches, and sometimes they look like reined-in wild horses.
In the sunlight, the distant mountains were like a wash, vivid and verdant, and looked as if they were much closer to the eye and much steeper.
The distant mountains are hidden in the clouds, like naughty children playing hide-and-seek with you.
Set in the sky of the rolling hills, in the light of the setting sun reflecting the glittering golden light, looks particularly magnificent, as if a beautiful picture.
In fact, the mountain itself is rich in magic: this side of like a sharp knife, over there like a hunchbacked old man, and then a little farther away will be like a budding lotus flower ......
When climbed to the top of the very top, raise your eyes and look around, the spectacular scene makes my blood boil, the whole Laoshan Mountain as if in the fog floating like.
The majestic peaks that rise up from the ground, some like giants, some like camels, some like steeds, different forms, steep and precipitous.
Shidu's mountains are not as delicate as Emei's and Mount Hua's, nor are they as tall as Mount Tai's or as strange as Guilin's peaks, but they have their own unique flavor - they are simple and unassuming.
Overlooking the foot, white clouds, look around the peaks, cloudy, a peak out of the clouds, like a hibiscus out of the water.
The mountains here are really steep, as if they were cut with a knife!
The mountains overlap each other, like the undulating sea, majestic.
Tai Shan rises up to the sky, just like a giant, standing in the mountains, is looking down on the earth.
Silver-clad mountains, as high as the distant view, like the sea by the wind swept up by the snow waves, meandering undulating, endless.
The mountains are at your feet, so you can see that they are so high up that you can hold hands with the crescent moon and kiss the face of the sun.
The mountains on both sides of the road are undulating, the sea of forests is reckless, in the middle of the green sea of forests are also dotted with clusters of small yellow flowers.
Dragon's Head Rock is a thousand feet above the ground, the peaks of the dangerous, the strange rocks of the phosphorus, a huge cliff upright, another piece of the horizontal break on it, straight into the waist of the Tianchi Mountain, the potential as a dragon head, extraordinary momentum.
Far away from the mountains near the ridge confused, look around, thousands of mountains and ravines like countless moths fluttering and shaking, heaven and earth suddenly into a gray-white color, the first snow in the mountains and forests silently covered the sky and came.
Far away, the entire snowy peak seems to be a glittering snow lotus, without any beautiful decoration, it itself is one of nature's most perfect miracle.
The Antarctic icebergs, with their flat tops, stand steeply on all sides, as neatly as knife splits, and are blue in color.
The size of the icebergs in a variety of ways, clean ice like the back of the turtle cracked into a beautiful texture, but does not break, the ice is as smooth and transparent as a mirror, which can light the human shadow.
When the red sun's golden light irradiated to the ice peaks, like to the silver glittering ice peaks put on a golden laurel.
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Mount Lushan is famous for its beauty and clouds. Really fortunate, I was on the Wulao Peak to see with my own eyes that morning mist general clouds. I sat on the stone bench, occasionally looked up, ah! There were so many clouds floating overhead. They sometimes scattered very quickly, by the wind, immediately irregularly fluttering, circling; sometimes and hold very tight, firmly clustered together, let the wind how to blow can not be blown away. I don't know how many changes there are in a moment. I turned my head and looked at another kind of clouds: they curled up from the valley, and slowly rose, always as light as smoke, thin as yarn, but will not let the wind blow away.
Red leaves like fire Xiangshan, with its unique scenery attracted me. Standing at the bottom of the mountain to the mountain a look, ho, just like an evening sunset sprinkled in the mountain waist, everywhere red colorful piece. We stepped on the mountain road ...... climbed to the top of the mountain, to look around, the red leaf trees here a piece, there a piece, and just like to the Xiangshan Mountain paved a piece of carpet.
Huangshan Mountain can be really high ah, rolling, towering into the clouds, from the top of the mountain down to see, the clouds at the foot of the floating, people on the mountain seems to be like the immortal, can be cloud driving fog, leisurely and go. Mount Huangshan can be really dangerous ah, since my life I have never seen such steep peaks, dangerous peaks, jagged rocks, cliffs as steep as cuts, rocks across as broken, almost 90 ° vertical stone staircases, far away from the heart of the people are jumping, seems to be a loss of feet instantly from the cliffs will fall down, fell to pieces. Less than 2 kilometers northwest of my home is the famous Wufu Mountain.
Wufu Mountain consists of five lofty peaks, arranged in the shape of a lotus flower, surrounded by rolling hills, far away, like the sea's huge waves surging into the distance; high protruding peaks than the surrounding mountains to dozens of times higher than the sea is like a huge ship to ride the waves, from the distant years to sail. I climbed to the top of the mountain, looking around, what a charming scenery! Nearby, at the foot of the mountain, the star lake rippling, sparkling; in the distance, a mountain peak peaks and valleys are connected, covered with green trees, like the sea with huge waves. On the top of the mountain, the yellow roof and red columns of the pavilion is hidden in the shade; mountain stream Dingdong, birds chirping, simply mesmerizing.
The East Lake rock wall of a thousand shapes and sizes. Can be described as jagged rocks, the shape of thousands. Rocky mountains, dangerous peaks. Look up, the peaks seem to be dyed with green, everywhere verdant. There is also a magnificent steep stone wall, like that high, that steep, look up, really make people feel a lot of emotion.
Mountains, standing in front of, grass and trees lush, mountain flowers silk cluster. Sheepish rain roused the mountain clouds, mountain peaks in the curling clouds in the hidden, more majestic and precipitous, let people think it is mysterious and beautiful, noble and cold and proud.
Whenever there is a fog, from a distance, the mountains are like a beautiful girl, to go to the ball, draped in a soft and beautiful gown; whenever the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun, for the mountains smeared with a faint reddish hue, but also like a shy bride, so that people often look back, and can not bear to leave.
Numerous icy peaks and snowy cliffs, some like giants with their chests out, some like nymphs with their waists twisted, some like swords poking through the sky, some like silver dragons flying in the sky, strange peaks and cliffs, one by one, are all masterpieces of nature's genius.
Huangyangjie is located in the northwest corner of Jinggang Mountain, often filled with thick fog, white, like the sea, so it is also called Wangyangjie. That situation, really weather. Through a haze of smoke, looking forward, a dazzling cloud mountain, intertwined together, heavy clouds like mountains, distant mountains and light like clouds, is a cloud is a mountain, indistinguishable. Sometimes the wind is blowing, the mountains of pine and fir, bamboo and hundreds of kinds of trees will be undulating and swaying, rolled up a rolling black wave, beat the cliffs in front of the Huangyang boundary.
The mountain is simply a sea of trees, the summit of the sky-high fir trees, like nervous warriors standing on the cliffs above; the slopes of the evergreen camellia trees, in the fall, full of red and large fruits; the evergreen pines stretching out the branches, the foot of the mountain camphor trees hold up the green umbrella, above which there are a thousand birds leaping, singing.
In front of us there is a wall, slanting straight into the clouds, in a gust of mountain wind, it seems to pour over to us, the path to the summit, really like a straight and narrow ladder hanging down from the clouds. A glance at the rolling hills, one after another, high, pointed, horizontal, vertical ...... really different forms, some like camels, some like monkeys, some like long winding snake, some like Mercedes wild horses. No wonder people call these mountains what serpentine ridge, lion slope, jackal dog hole, ox horn peak, wild boar rock, human-shaped mountain ......
The beauty of the Zhongtiao Mountain does not lie in the moving legend. Look, the mountain road, strands of clear springs, curved streams, lush green leaves, flowers and grasses, scattered terraces, reservoirs all over the mountain. Difficult to count the mountain treasures and fruits, so that the hometown people and this fertile land bonded for generations, that is really the pride of the Zhongtiao Mountain it!
The five old peaks of the majestic five peaks of jagged, abrupt and craggy, just like the five old people: there is a drooping eyebrow into the old monk, there is the head of the song of the heroes, there is the head of the poets, there is the axe of the woodcutter, and like the fisherman fishing in the river, but also very good, it is breathtaking.
We followed the curved stone steps up to the Haitian Cave. I saw the cave is dark, deep and inexplicable. With the weak light coming in from the cave entrance, we can vaguely see that the cave can accommodate about 20 people. There are also several holes in the cave. Really hole by hole, hole set of holes, hole connected, no hole is not strange ah! We entered the cave from a hole, a few timid students scared back a few steps, I and a few students bravely approached the cave, only to feel a cool air to the face, inside the darkness can not reach out and not see five fingers. We had to reach out to touch the steps, along the left and right steps cat climbing up. Just halfway up, I don't know who shouted, "There's another hole here!" Then we climbed in through the hole. Climbed about 1 feet far, suddenly, a bright light shot, it turned out to be almost out of the cave. We climbed a few steps out of the hole. I was able to look up and see that we had arrived at the Shouhai Pavilion.
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The boundless plains are flat and vast, like a huge dark-green emerald disc, vast and vast, with a breathtaking atmosphere.
An unbroken plain, stretching out under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.
The falling rain, like a hazy smoke, obscured the plain of the Huai River, which stretched for thousands of miles.
The climate of the plateau is so unpredictable. Suddenly happy, suddenly angry; suddenly the wind is full of sky, suddenly calm and motionless.
Spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail, a flash will be gone.
There is also a thin river on the green grassy meadow, bared in the sunlight, from a distance, like a glowing silver necklace.
After the rain, the grassland, wildflowers competing, like a piece of freshly dipped flower headscarf, even the dewdrops are colorful!
A vast prairie, so big that it has no boundaries, the breeze holds the aroma emanating from the soil, blowing a large swath of crops as rippling waves.
The night shrouded the grassland, a disk of full moon from the fish scale-like clouds flashed out, the grassland filled with a hazy moonlight, like rising up a light silver mist.
How like the sea is the grassland! Only it is more silent than the sea; how the grassland is like a painting without a frame, so vast that you can't see the edge.
Far away from the view, there is a mass of white clouds wriggling on the grass, it turns out that this is the pasture of the sheep, a white, fat and lovely, make the grassland more vibrant.
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Summer grassland, the morning air is extraordinarily fresh, I pestered my father in the grassland walk. The scent of the grass is coming, and the red sun is rising from the horizon, coating the vast grassland with a layer of gold. The dewdrops on the grass leaves, like pearls set on the emerald, glittering with colorful light. I saw many pink, white, yellow or blue unknown flowers sandwiched in the grass, the grassland dressed up very beautiful. And the lively little birds chirping and jumping in the grass.
Ah, this meadow is really big, endless, like a big green carpet spread to the sky. The green, glittering weeds swayed in the breeze, interspersed with clusters of tiny wildflowers. Starlet told me that the white ones are carnations, the crimson ones are lilies, the deep pink ones are amaryllis, the light blue ones are bellflowers, and the golden ones are dandelions....... From a distance, they look like flower patterns embroidered on a green carpet. In spring, the ice melts and everything recovers.
Spring wind in the turquoise blue sky grazing white clouds. The spring rain sprinkles lightly, the grass sprouts, and the earth is green. White mushroom-like yurts dotted in the green grassland like a carpet, especially eye-catching. Shepherd girl's melodious song echoed on the grassland, flocks of cattle and sheep, like the sky pieces of white clouds drifting down to the earth, really beautiful picturesque ah!
Spring is here, everything is recovering, the willow tree draws out her tender and weak branches. Today it is raining again, drizzling, Xuanwu Lake rows of willow trees hidden in a blanket of rain, gradually disappeared in the fog.
Far away from the rows of weeping willows, willow just green, green shadow in the breeze like a layer of green veil over the willow after the plum blossoms, beautiful.
Autumn light stacked overlap again and again, the latent degree of stealing three paths in the fall, there is no spring colorful flowers, there is no summer lush unusual green trees, there is no winter flurry of snowflakes, but in the fall there are fruitful fruit trees, bring people the joy of the harvest, everywhere is the fruit!
Spring in Jiangnan is beautiful, the wind is very soft, the air is very fresh, the sun is very warm; wheat seedlings in the fields like a sea, the starry villages are unsinkable boat, crisscrossing the curved river, the river willow branches spit out the buds, reed edge drilling out put when through the green; the river in the calm of the water, awakening from the winter of the plain, by the colors of nature dressed in green and green.
The sky is clear and the sun is shining. The spring girl was squinting her eyes from the sun. The new green leaves, the mist and smoke of the fields, like her clothes. With her springtime steps, the green grass, breaking out of the ground, simply to stand out of the top of the feet.
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