1. Write an essay on the topic of mountains
I think everyone has seen mountains. But have you ever observed mountains?/I don’t think you have. Let me ask you again, did you spend your childhood in the mountains? I think you, a kid who grew up in the city, are not like this either. Although I am also a child who grew up in the city, the mountain next to the place where I lived in my childhood will never be forgotten by me, because I let the mountain preserve a part of my childhood. Whenever I see the mountain, the beauty of my childhood They appeared in front of me one by one...
The mountain I am talking about is called Xishan. Because it is located to the west of the center of Yantai City, it was named Xishan. It is not as strange as Mount Huang, nor as majestic as Mount Tai; it is not as majestic as Mount Tai; it is not as beautiful as Guilin, nor as spectacular as Mount Huashan. But I have always loved it because... The tomb of the martyrs built on the mountain reaching into the sky attracts people who come to Yantai. Every year on Qingming Festival, thousands of people with white flowers on their chests come to "visit" them. People's respect for the martyrs seems to have moved the mountains. Otherwise, why would the streams in the mountains suddenly become so clear? Why does it feel so cool under the shade of a big tree? The water droplets brought by the wind were sprinkled on the face, as if even the mountains were crying for the martyrs. At this time, the ignorant me would say: "Mountains can also cry. Mom and Dad said that only living things can cry. It is false!" At this time, my parents just shook their heads with a smile.
Mountains love beauty. In my memory, the "clothes" of mountains quietly change with the changes of the four seasons...
Spring is here, and I stand on the top of the mountain and look at this. Beautiful scenery: the breeze blows thousands of green willow silks that have just been pulled out, making people in the distance mistakenly think that fairies are singing and dancing. At this time, the pine trees on the roadside were not to be outdone. After sending some dead leaves to the earth, the green and soft needles grew out of the pine tree trunks at some point, preparing for the beautiful scenery in the future. The grass is also nourished by the newly thawed creek, quietly breaking through the ground, decorating the budding flowers. At this time, since the mountains were all green, I smiled and said to my parents: "Mountains can wear clothes, and they like green the most!" My parents would smile and say: "Really? Look at the summer scenery." Mountain."
Summer is here, and I come to the top of the mountain again, and the scenery has changed a lot. The tender green willow silk has touched the ground, while the pine trees have turned the pine needles hard and green, and the pine cones are slowly dripping with pine oil. I think it may want to make more amber for people. The scenery in the distance is even more charming; there are many flowers of different colors on the green grass. From a distance, it looks like rusty flowers on a green carpet. When I took a closer look, I realized that the flowers there were all ordinary wild flowers that were inconspicuous. However, the graceful and "noble" flowers in the greenhouse were not as beautiful as this natural beauty. At this moment, I looked confused, Shan would also change clothes. The laughter in the stream woke me up from my meditation. My parents seemed to understand my doubts, so they said to me: "Look at autumn and winter again."
From then on, I I observed autumn and winter more carefully, even if I refused to let go of every detail. In autumn, the mountains are dressed in golden clothes, while in winter they are all white. At this time, as if I had discovered the biggest discovery in the new century, I solemnly said to my parents: "I know, Shan has four sets of clothes, which are changed once every season, but only one wears for three months. It is too Love it!" At this time, I made my parents dumbfounded, but I smiled like a winner and said, "My parents were stumped by me!"
Shan is generous. I remember there were many jujube trees behind a grove of pine trees. No one was taking care of these trees at that time, which was great for us "little devils". After going to kindergarten every day (I was only 5 or 6 years old at the time), when my parents took me home, I made an appointment with my friends. Let my parents go home first (since I know the way and the security in Yantai is very good, my parents can rest assured) while I went to pick wild dates with my friends. There are many thorns in the jujube tree, but we are not afraid at all: we tried to break the smaller branches, but we had to carefully pick the thicker branches. After a while, our pockets and trouser pockets were full. We reluctantly separated.
When I got home, my parents saw my accidentally scratched hand and said distressedly: "Oh! Don't go there again. If you want to eat, I can buy it!" "No! Labor is the most glorious thing. I want to do it myself. And cutting the thorns on the jujube tree is the challenge goal given by Grandpa Shan to our brave children!" I shouted. At this time, my parents looked at me and seemed to understand something...
Shan loves children. In spring, the open space on the mountain is a good place for children to fly kites. Butterflies and swallow-shaped kites dance in the air; in summer, the mountain uses its cool streams to let children swim to their heart's content; in autumn, the mountain is golden, The slowly falling leaves add a poetic touch to the mountain; in winter, the snow gives the mountain new clothes, but the mountain doesn't care and lets the children "do whatever they want" on its new clothes - having snowball fights, building snowmen, A pleasant scene. "The mountains are so nice!" I could only sigh at that time.
Mountains are great. Once, I accidentally discovered several air-raid shelters. When I was puzzled, my parents said to me: Before liberation, foreign planes hovered over the territory of our motherland all day long, and the mountains let people take shelter without any regrets. In her warm embrace, he resisted the indiscriminate bombing by enemy planes... Finally, people resisted the dangerous period. It is the mountain that has saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of people nearby! She has since become a hero in the hearts of Yantai people. People have not forgotten the kindness of the mountain, and they have stipulated laws - every grass, flower and tree on the mountain is protected, and future generations will not harm the mountain for money. Hearing this... I was very uneasy in my heart at this time... 2. Write an article around "landscape"
For thousands of years, China has been roaring, and the roaring sound echoed In the thousands of hills and valleys, in the hearts of hundreds of millions of descendants of Yan and Huang! This ancient and vigorous nation has experienced so many spring dews and autumn frosts, and the whistle has become so vicissitudes of life. Now, I want to capture your remaining lingering sounds to get a glimpse of everything about you...
In that desolate northwest frontier, Yangguan has been silent, which is a kind of silent mourning, maybe The dead bones in the thousands of tombs at its feet are also silent. They don't have the extravagant hope of marrying a wife with a veil, they just hope to support their family as a commoner. However, they have come here, in the white hair of the loving mother in the Central Plains, in the distant view of the spring lady in the south of the Yangtze River, in the night crying of the children in Hunan, they have come here! For a complete battlefield, for a pure land for the descendants of one place, and for a nation that stands tall and proud! They are willing to be destitute for life, willing to have their bones broken into gravel. Here, I saw your fierce determination and strength in China.
The Yangtze River flows endlessly. Yes, the Yangtze River has been flowing, so long, across the Central Plains. In time, however, it appears to be much longer, extending throughout history. In the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, there are the tears of Liu Bei and the white emperor Tuogu, and there is also the figure of Li Bai sailing and rowing. Perhaps Liu Bei and Li Bai are completely different types of people. One is a monarch who competes for the world, and the other is a poet who travels around the world. Emperors, generals and ministers have their own unparalleled achievements, and wise men and poets have their own eternal articles. However, the Yangtze River accommodates them all with its vastness. Welcome Li Bai's sonorous singing in the morning; welcome Liu Bei's tired horse hooves in the evening. Here military affairs and literature blend, conquest and liberation blend! Here, I see your tolerance and broadmindedness in China.
Finally, I strolled through the ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River. The thoughts of water shield perch and the fairy tale of peach blossoms and flowing water may have become the complex of every Chinese child. Here, some people choose to live in seclusion. "Hidden in the city", so I completely melted myself into the clinking of pots and bowls, and completely melted myself into the cries of groceries, and the gentle bridges and flowing water here, the gentle smoke of the old houses, the simplicity here The folks and neighbors are also happy to accept your arrival. However, ancient towns also have an elusive side, such as Baifa's Fushe in Suzhou and the popular "Tombstone Story of Five People". Here, I see your deepest tenderness, tolerance and outburst in China!
The land of China has beautiful mountains and rivers, and mellow humanities. In this small mountain, river, person, human relationship and custom, the whole picture of China is reflected. Let us get a glimpse of the mother of China through the mountains, rivers and humanities. Appearance.
3. Write an essay about Dashu Mountain
One day during the winter vacation, the weather was sunny.
My father and I went to climb Dashu Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, my father and I chose to take the steep path.
There are many smooth stones on the ground, and there are small trees on the left and right sides. The names of many people are engraved on the trees, probably by tourists; there are not many when you reach high places. When I climbed halfway up the mountain, I felt a little tired, so I used a thick branch as a walking stick.
The road got steeper as we went up, and I was already exhausted. The thought of giving up flashed through my mind. When I looked back, the tall buildings seemed to have shrunk.
I thought I had climbed to a high place. But when I turned around, I found an old man in his sixties struggling to climb up with a cane.
I was immediately shocked: If an old man can insist on something, why can’t we young people insist on it? So I continued to climb down and climbed up after a while. I find that it feels so good after hard work! This mountain climbing made me understand a truth: only through hard work can we succeed. 4. The composition of Me and the word mountain writes the story that happened around this word
My hometown is a beautiful small mountain village. The mountains here are beautiful and surrounded by mountains. What I like most are the mountains in my hometown.
In spring, the trees in the mountains begin to sprout new green buds, and the mountains turn light green. After a spring rain, the air in the mountains exudes the fragrance of earth, which is refreshing when you take a breath. The birds stood on the branches that had just been baptized by the spring rain, singing beautiful songs, as if they were welcoming the arrival of spring with their beautiful songs. This spring rain is also the messenger sent by spring to the mountains.
In summer, the trees are lush and leafy, and the lush trees dress the mountains in a dark green coat. There are all kinds of wild flowers in the mountains, including red group flowers and blue small star flowers. There are white pentagon-shaped flowers, and they are all very small. A small patch of bushes suddenly turned into a lovely little garden in my eyes. Although the wild flowers are small, they are full of fragrance, attracting countless colorful butterflies to dance among the flowers, which is a beautiful picture. Wildflowers belong to summer and are the totem of life dedicated to the mountains in summer.
In autumn, Shan seemed to be tired of the simple green dress and began to put on a "five-flowered dress" for himself. The leaves in the mountain forest began to change colors, some were still green, some had turned yellow, and some had turned red. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves fell gently from the branches, like colorful butterflies dancing in the wind. These fallen leaves are autumn’s hymn to the mountains.
In winter, heavy snow covers the entire mountain peak and the mountain turns white. A thick layer of snow fell on the branches and trunks, and the snow fell rustlingly. It was really "thousands of trees with pear blossoms in bloom." Looking from a distance, the mountains seemed to be wearing a white down jacket. Snow is the quilt made for the mountains in winter.
I love my hometown, and I love the mountains in my hometown even more. 5. Write a composition about mountains
Speaking of Wudang Mountain, it is very beautiful. Flowers bloom in spring, green trees in summer, foggy in autumn, and white snow in winter.
In spring, the clear springs of Wudang Mountain flow down, just like Li Bai's poem "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky." The ground is green, flowers are in bloom, and the mountains and plains make people feel bright and white.
In the summer, Wudang Mountain is full of green trees, and tall trees are everywhere. Visitors are exposed to the sun, and when they go to enjoy the shade under the green trees, they will feel as cool as if they are in a fairyland in the sky. In autumn, the golden summit of Wudang Mountain is shrouded in heavy fog, as if it is sandwiched between heaven and earth. It is difficult to go up to the sky and difficult to come down to the earth. The heavy fog surrounding Wudang Mountain seems to be the "Father in Heaven" when Yu Old Man Moved the Mountain. Once you come to this "heavenly wonderland", you will be nostalgic for it. ", the stream at the foot of the mountain tinkled "drumming".
In the winter, the Nanyan Palace on Wudang Mountain is completely white, like an iceberg. The whole body is covered in white, like a little girl wearing a white hat.
The four seasons in Wudang Mountain are beautiful, but the four seasons in the motherland are even more beautiful! 6. Write an essay based on the truth on the other side of the mountain
Is the question on this website also my response to it? "Ding", the alarm clock wakes us up from our sleep.
Ah! A new day begins again. Let me tell you what happened today! I learned a lot from the lesson "On the Other Side of the Mountain" today.
The text talks about a dream the author had in his childhood. This poem describes the author's desire to see the sea, but his wish is always denied.
Although the author was disappointed, he once again worked hard to realize his wish, moved towards the goal, and finally saw the sea. After reading this poem, my mind flashed back to the scene when I was learning Pinyin in the first grade of elementary school.
I remember it was not long after I entered elementary school. At that time, the teacher was teaching us Pinyin.
But I don’t know what’s going on. I can’t remember how Pinyin is written. I don’t even know what the pinyin format is. My parents found out about this and thought that I was still young and had just learned Pinyin and would soon learn it well.
However, things were not what they expected. My pinyin level was still the same. When the teacher saw that I couldn't learn pinyin well, he thought I was stupid and often criticized me. I was very sad and determined to learn Pinyin well and prove to the teacher that I was not stupid.
So, I listened to the teacher every day with my ears open. After returning home, I carefully completed the homework assigned by the teacher, and followed the format in the book, writing stroke by stroke. I couldn’t read. I just played the tape and listened to the Pinyin... Finally, "The Emperor is worthy of all his hard work." My Pinyin level gradually improved and I caught up with others. Not to mention how happy I was at that time.
After that incident, I understood the meaning of the saying "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?" In the story, I am just like the author in the poem, overcoming difficulties and achieving the goal I want to achieve. Isn't this a happy thing? In the future, no matter what setbacks I have, I will definitely overcome it.
Walk towards a better tomorrow. At the beginning of school, the first text I read was called "On the Other Side of the Mountain", and the author was Wang Jiaxin.
This article is selected from the fifth issue of "Yangtze River Literature and Art" in 1981. The text mainly explains the author, a child from a mountainous area, about his beautiful childhood fantasies and unknown wishes, and focuses on Wang Jiaxin’s passionate yearning for the sea.
Because of his mother’s words, the author climbed to the top of “the top of the mountain that tempted me”, but he returned home again and again with disappointment and tears... After growing up, Wang Jiaxin I still keep searching for the "sea" that has been accumulated in my heart for many years. However, is he really looking for the sea? So, following this question, the true meaning of the text was derived.
This article "On the Other Side of the Mountain" reveals a profound truth: if you want to realize your ideals and achieve your goals, you will inevitably go through a lot of hardships. Only by not being afraid of dangers, wading through troughs and rivers, and moving forward bravely can you find your own sea - success! After reading the entire article, I was deeply moved. Yes, everyone has their own childhood. In the pure and flawless childhood, almost everyone will leave more or less unforgettable memories.
In the text, "A seed that floated from a young age took deep root in my heart", which seemed to express my inner voice for me and opened up the dust in my heart that was under pressure from all sides. The long-standing "innocent window lattice" full of longing stirred up memories of my childhood. ——I grew up in a family of culture and art. I have been surrounded by the atmosphere of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child. Tang poetry, Song poetry, "Four Books and Five Classics", and "The Essence of Zishi" are everywhere in my home and can be read everywhere.
But those piano sounds are not as exciting as my mother's. Every time I see my mother playing, my fingers will quietly move.
One day, I asked my mother: "The sound of your piano seems to be able to speak." My mother picked me up and said to me gently: "Music can cultivate sentiment!" No one could have imagined that the impact of this sentence on me would be so "overwhelming" - I started practicing piano when I was 5 and a half years old. Although I was ignorant, I also knew that piano is "Western music", while my mother's instrument is a "national instrument of China" ", from the image to the sound quality, they cannot be confused at all, but somehow, every time I practice the piano in the past seven years, my mother's words "Music can cultivate sentiment" and her touching piano sound are always in my heart and ears; In my free time, I want to play the piano for a while; whenever the pressure of study increases, I want to "take a break" to play the piano for a while; whenever I get an honor, I want to play the piano for a while; whenever I encounter setbacks and failures I also want to play the piano for a while... However, no matter what the conditions are when I practice the piano, I always pursue that every note should make people "moved", just like "Is there the sea on the other side of the mountain? So I have a kind of Secretly wishing that one day I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, but I came back almost crying..."
- The sound of my piano will always be my piano! I often "look up at my mother": Tang poems and Song lyrics have infiltrated her into a literary talent, and "music can cultivate sentiment" has modified her into wise and profound. I pursued with hope that "one day my piano sound will also be desirable", full of this wish, and worked tirelessly... When I was able to play Schubert's "Serenade" (Op. 134) fluently for the first time ), isn't it exactly "after constantly climbing over countless mountains, after overcoming disappointment again and again, you will eventually climb to the top of such a mountain, and on the other side of this mountain is the sea...".
My mother’s words “Music can cultivate sentiment” have been with me in my life and are still reflected in every piece of my life, just like “My mother once said to me: the sea. Oh, there is the sea on the other side of the mountain. "Sea?" "On the other side of the mountain" inspired me to "study hard and make progress every day" and spurred me to run towards the "sea formed with faith". The concise and concise text really reminded me of many things... Composition: I finally saw the sea When I was a kid, I often saw a lot of landscape introductions on TV: green mountain peaks, rippling lakes, and roaring waterfalls... But what fascinates me the most is the majestic blue sea.
Although I yearn for the sea, there was no sea in the world in my childhood eyes! There is only a quiet river in front of the house, and the occasional boat passing by will only cause faint ripples. How can this compare to the sea in my heart? How I long for the passing ships to take me to the beautiful sea, the blue sea, the joyful sea. 7. An essay about mountains, 600 words, urgent
When I was more than ten years old, I learned the phrase "I have eyes but I don't recognize Mount Tai" when I climbed Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, but it still means "I have eyes but I don't recognize Mount Tai" today. . I have always had a deep yearning and admiration for Mount Tai, which ranks first among the five mountains. Therefore, after leaving Qufu, the home of Confucius, I drove straight to Tai'an City with the ambition of not climbing Mount Tai, which would be a non-hero.
In order to climb Mount Tai before sunrise, we took a bus to Daizongfang, the starting point of climbing Mount Tai, at two in the morning. Although there are electric cable cars and human-powered slides at the bottom of the mountain, I still chose to hike up the mountain to test my physical fitness and perseverance.
At 3:40, it was the darkness before dawn and the night was deep. Along with many tourists, I took the first stone step up the mountain. At first, the steps up the mountain were much flatter than expected. People walked very fast, and some people, like me, counted the steps while walking.
The road was very quiet. Except for the occasional sound of pine waves brought by the night wind, the only sounds that could be heard were the footsteps, slight breathing and whispers of fellow climbers. After passing Hutian Pavilion, the mountain gradually becomes steeper. Looking back, we can see the colorful lights of thousands of houses in Tai'an City in the distance.
Looking up, Mount Tai, which is dimly visible in the night, looks like an endless city wall lying in front of you. It feels as big as the earth and as high as the sky. As we walked, the tourists who had originally gathered in several square formations gradually distanced themselves from each other. They rushed to the front with light steps and legs, their hearts beating softly and they kept stopping to catch their breath.
On the roadside, mountain people carrying sliding poles sat scattered in twos and threes, staring closely at the climbers who took one step at a time and gasped for breath. There was a strong tendency of "Jiang Taigong fishermen are willing to take the bait". The higher we go, the fewer people we travel with and the silence becomes more apparent. This place reminds us of the poem "Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven".
As I was panting, I had long forgotten how many stone steps I had stepped on. When I asked my fellow travelers, they all laughed and said that they were tired and didn’t know how many steps there were. So I had no choice but to give up on counting how many steps there were in Mount Tai. idea. When we climbed to Duosong Pavilion, the sky was dim. Although it was shrouded in clouds and mist, the mountain was still vaguely distinguishable. Although the mountain road was more steep, fortunately, we were no longer "walking blindly", so we mustered up the courage to climb directly to Nantianmen.
Standing under the gate, I raised my wrist and looked at my watch: at 5:25, it took 1 hour and 45 minutes to climb from Daizongfang to Nantianmen. Mount Taishan in early autumn was full of chill, and because I was sweating through my clothes while climbing the mountain, I could not help but shiver when the mountain wind blew.
Fortunately, the descendants of Taishan, who were good at doing business, opened shops specializing in renting cotton coats. Regardless of whether they were old or new, they rented one and wore it with the crowds to the highest point of Mount Tai. ——Guanri Peak. At this time, the "Sun Viewing Corridor" of Guanri Peak was densely packed with tourists waiting for the sunrise. Nine out of ten of the two to three thousand people were wearing grass green imitation cotton military coats, standing facing the east, really like a The "Green Legion" lined up to await the enemy.
At this time, everyone has the same wish - hoping that the sun, which is visible almost every day but has not been seen here yet, will jump out of the horizon soon. The anxiety of waiting and anticipating is no less than the mood of a father pacing outside the delivery room, eager for the baby to fall to the ground and the mother and child to be safe.
Standing on Guanri Peak, looking up at the surrounding peaks surrounded by clouds and mist, you can really see "all the mountains at once". The distant mountains and the nearby ridges are all in focus, as if you are alone. Looking to the east, a few gray clouds in the sky reveal a smooth and soft morning white like gossamer. It continues to rise and expand, and the upper part gradually glows with a faint red, turning the clouds that were very gray just now into white.
As the red color becomes darker and darker, the area becomes wider and wider, turning the entire east into a thick red color. Suddenly, as if a pair of giant hands opened the curtain on the horizon, the sun, which was redder, brighter and more vivid than the red clouds and mist, revealed an arc and slowly rose.
The surrounding clouds and mists seem to be unable to bear her bright irradiation and fade and retreat, while the sun rises rapidly with more vitality, and soon breaks free from the entanglement of clouds and mists and the squeeze of the night to leap. Out of the horizon. I don't know whether it is a visual deviation or the result of light reflection. The moment this huge "fireball" jumped out of the horizon, the bottom of the arc seemed to be dragging a thick red line tied to the horizon. As the "fireball" continued to rise, that The red thread became thinner and thinner until it was torn off, and the sun finally revealed her round, red face. The rays of light reflected the heaven and earth, the rivers, the mountain peaks and trees, and you and me on the Sun Viewing Peak. ….
At this time, I realized why people are lucky and proud to be able to climb Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, because the sunrise on Mount Tai is indeed a wonderful picture that is rarely seen. I have watched the rising sun in the east several times on the plains, on the riverside, and on the lakeside. However, compared with watching the sunrise in the east from the top of Lintai Mountain, the momentum, color, and mood are completely different. The sunrise is likened to a gentle and affectionate girl, then the sunrise seen on Mount Tai is like a graceful fairy. You can't overstate its beauty, splendor and wonder.
After watching the sunrise, I looked around and saw Mount Tai illuminated by the morning glow. The peaks are undulating, the clouds and mist are like the sea, the waves are surging, and the stone steps and paths with nine twists and turns are like playing in the water. The swimming dragon is looming among the peaks. It is really like "Looking at it from the side, it looks like ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain."
Walking down the mountain slowly from Nantianmen, I, who is used to walking on flat roads, am no better than a toddler. When climbing a mountain, firstly, it is dark and the road is dark and unaware of the dangers; secondly, if you are brave for a moment, you are not aware of the difficulties. You just wish you could reach the top of the mountain as early as possible by "one step to the sky".
When going down the mountain, you can see the danger of the mountain road as steep as a ladder. Even though the dangerous place is protected by iron bars, you can't help but feel guilty and sweat. Having experienced the feeling of "it's easy to go up the mountain but hard to go down the mountain", by the time we reached Huimaling step by step, our feet were so tired and our legs were weak after a journey as far as the eye could see.
While taking a breather, I was inspired by several mountain lifters. I saw that no matter whether they were going up or down, their walking routes were all in a zigzag shape - starting from one side of the stone steps on the mountain road and walking diagonally up and down. After walking up more than ten steps, we reached the other side of the mountain road. Then we turned around and walked more than ten steps diagonally to the other side of the mountain road. When I first saw it, I didn't understand its meaning, but after trying it, not only did the body easily maintain balance, but also there was no pain from "crushing feet". This "stolen" skill made the difficulty of going down the mountain much easier.
On the way home, I also experienced another landscape of Mount Tai - the inscriptions. I can’t remember any book that once praised the inscriptions on Mount Tai as the most famous mountain in China and a microcosm of Chinese history. As early as the Xia and Shang dynasties, more than 70 kings came to Mount Tai to engrave Buddhist statues. 8. Urgently looking for a junior high school composition describing mountains, 600 to 800 words
Qilian is so beautiful! The thunder in spring is the call of the earth; the rain in summer is the blue ocean; the wind in autumn is the greeting of fruits; the snow in winter is the joy of children. The four seasons in Qilian each have their own charm!
Qilian’s spring, summer, autumn and winter are so graceful! However, there is a mountain in Qilian where you can enjoy the scenery of the four seasons - Niuxin Mountain. Niuxin Mountain is majestic and majestic; the waves of wheat are rolling under the mountain and the green grass is shady. This is the delicate spring! The mountainside is lined with green trees and flowers are blooming. This is the charming summer! And above the mountainside, there are yellow leaves fluttering, and pines and cypresses are green. This is the harvest of autumn! The top of the mountain is covered with snow, and the snow lotus blooms are crystal clear. This is the snow-white winter! Niuxin Mountain shows the four seasons of the year, making people feel relaxed and happy when they see it!
Opposite Niuxin Mountain is Zhuoer Mountain! Although Zhuoer Mountain is not as majestic and steep as Niuxin Mountain, it has the elegance and elegance of Emei Mountain. Every summer, the top of the mountain is covered with green grass, blooming mountain flowers, pines and cypresses all over the slope, and herds of cattle and sheep are dotted like white clouds. Standing on the observation deck at the top of Zhuoer Mountain, you can see the Danxia landform as far as the eye can see. The vast mountains have been carved by nature for hundreds of millions of years, showing all kinds of wonderful expressions. Standing at different angles, you can see everything The scenery we arrived was completely different, like a mythical world! (Junior high school composition)
When people have leisure time, they should go to watch the artificial lake! On the rippling artificial lake, people row boats and enjoy the color of the lake. The shadowy mountains are like a sleepy fairy, covered with gauze like cicada wings, full of affection and silent. Such mountains surround such water, and such water reflects such mountains. Coupled with the clouds and mist in the sky, you feel like you have stepped into a continuous painting. It is really "a boat is sailing on the blue waves, and people are swimming in the painting." . 9. An essay describing mountains, about 400 words
Guilin’s landscape is famous for its “green mountains, beautiful waters, strange caves and beautiful rocks”, and is known as “the best landscape in the world”. Guilin City has a total population of 4.76 million and is a multi-ethnic area. 28 ethnic minorities including Zhuang, Hui, Miao, Yao and Dong account for about 85% of the city's total population, with a total of 680,000 ethnic minorities. It is located in the northeastern part of Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region, with east longitude 109'45'-104'40' and north latitude 24'18'-25'41'. It has jurisdiction over Xiufeng, Xiangshan, Qixing, Diecai, Yanshan Wucheng District and Lingchuan, Xing'an, Quanzhou, Lingui, Yangshuo, Pingle, Lipu, Longsheng, Yongfu, Gongcheng, Ziyuan and Guanyang counties have a total administrative area of ??27,809 square kilometers, of which the urban area is 565 square kilometers. In 1982, the State Council announced Guilin as one of the first batch of national historical and cultural cities.
A variety of human relics dating back approximately 10,000 years have been discovered in Baoji Mountain and Zengpiyan Cave in Guilin City. In 214 BC, Qin Shihuang dug the Ling Canal to connect the Hunan-Li River system and established three counties: Guilin, Xiangjun, and Nanhai. This was the earliest origin of the name "Guilin", but the county government was not in today's Guilin City. For more than two thousand years, Guilin has successively become the seat of county, state, prefecture and county. Guilin City was established in 1940 and was the capital of Guangxi Province for a long time. After liberation, Guilin became a provincial city.
On September 8, 1998, with the approval of the State Council, Guilin City and Guilin Region merged to form the new Guilin City.
Guilin is a scenic tourist city characterized by beautiful mountains and rivers and numerous cultural relics and historic sites. Guilin's karst landform is the most developed and typical. There are thousands of caves and stone peaks, and hundreds of large and small lakes and ponds in the jurisdiction. Among them, the river valleys are open and gentle, and the mountains are mostly rising from the flat ground. There are solitary peaks, flowing springs, peak clusters, and peak forest rings. Lijiang River flows along the mountains, with islets in the middle of the river, and there are dangerous shoals, flowing springs, and waterfalls. It is the essence of Guilin's landscape, forming the "Guilin landscape" with green mountains, beautiful waters, strange caves, and beautiful rocks.
The hundreds of miles of Lijiang River "water surrounds the green mountains and mountains, and the mountains are green and the water is floating on the mountains." Reed Flute Cave, Qixing Cave, Lotus Cave, Guan Cave and other caves have strange shapes and can be called "cave treasures". The urban area is surrounded by thousands of peaks, and a river embraces the city. The city is built in the scenery, such as Elephant Trunk Mountain, Fubo Mountain, Diecai Mountain, Duxiu Peak, Tashan, etc. The scenery in the city and the city scenery blend together, which is rare in the world.
Guilin is very rich in human resources, integrating cultural relics, ethnic customs, and village scenery, and organically combines with the landscape to complement each other. Zengpiyan Cave Site, Xing'an Lingqu, Ming Jingjiang Prince's Mansion and Jingjiang Prince's Tombs, Guihai Stele Forest, Huaqiao, Eighth Route Army Office, Li Zongren's Former Residence and other cultural relics have high historical and artistic value. The Zhuang, Miao, Yao, Dong and other ethnic minorities living together in the city maintain simple, unique and colorful folk customs, such as the March 3rd Song Festival of the Zhuang people, Panwang Festival and Danu Festival of the Yao people, Lusheng Festival and Lagu Festival of the Miao people. , the Dong Fireworks Festival and Winter Festival are extremely attractive to Chinese and foreign tourists.
Guilin has a large number of tourism resources, a wide range of scenic spots, and a good geographical combination. The entire Guilin tourist area radiates around Guilin City as the core and is distributed in circles, covering an area of ??more than 20,000 square kilometers. According to the characteristics of the scenic spots, they can be roughly divided into six major scenic spots: Guilin-Lijiang River-Yangshuo Landscape Scenic Area, Xing'an Lingqu Scenic Area, Maoershan Alpine Scenic Area, Longsheng Huaping Primitive Forest Scenic Area, Ocean-Noble Ginkgo Forest Scenic Area, Qingshitan Reservoir Scenic Area. In 1979, Guilin was designated as a socialist scenic tourist city by the State Council. In 1986, it was designated by the State Council as one of the seven key tourist cities in the country during the "Seventh Five-Year Plan" period.
Guilin has a mid-subtropical humid monsoon climate, with a mild climate and abundant rainfall. It is said that there is little snow in three winters and constant flowers in all seasons. The best tourist season is from April to October every year.