The Spring Breeze Greens Jiangnan
"The spring breeze in February is like scissors." Spring breeze, you have come. You come with warmth of warmth, with refreshing moistness, with vitality, with the message of spring. Spring breeze, you came. You blew the earth in Jiangnan, blew the grass green, blew the flowers, blew the ice and snow in the north of the Sebei, blew a smile outside the Yumen Pass people's hearts.
The spring breeze dyed red peach blossoms. Both like a gorgeous sunset, but also like the shy face of the spring girl. A peach blossom bloomed like a smiling face. It takes away the cold of winter and brings the warmth of spring. Spring also awakens snow-white pear flowers, big red azaleas, pink cherry blossoms, yellow spring flowers and so on.
The spring breeze wakes up the frogs. With the sound of wow and wow, the animals end their hibernation, and the animal world becomes lively. Cheerful ducks quacked and laughed; beautiful butterflies danced freely; hardworking bees rushed back to report. Spring is here!
Spring greens the willow tree, whose tender leaves, nurtured by winter, finally send out new buds. Naughty grass drilled out of the soil, green face with early morning dew. The green saplings have survived the long winter and ushered in a brand new spring.
The warm spring breeze, caressing the earth, like a loving mother, caressing the child's cheek. Spring breeze, bring us the breath of spring. Spring, unlike summer enthusiasm, autumn sentimentality, the vicissitudes of winter. The warmth of spring attracts every person every creature to join.
2. write Jiangnan scenery essay not less than 100 words Junior high schoolBeautiful spring I love spring, I love to see the thriving creatures around me, I love to listen to the sound of the gurgling water of the river and the sound of the birds chirping and singing, and I love to smell the fragrance of all kinds of plants.
In the blink of an eye, spring is finally back, the spring girl quietly came to earth, to the earth put on a green dress, sprinkle down the rain for the earth gently wash. We came to the countryside, everywhere the flowers and trees grew young leaves, buds, flowers, the ground appeared starry young grass.
The swallows came from the south, chirping in the sky, as if to say: "The spring scenery is so beautiful! The air is so fresh, I love the spring here." Flying freely on the lake, occasionally dipping the surface of the water with the tip of its tail, the ripples rippled away in circles.
The small fish in the river play in the green waves, and from time to time a few bubbles come out of their mouths, and the ducklings swim happily on the water surface. Many small colorful butterflies stood on the beautiful flower heads as if they were praising the beauty of the flowers.
The brightly colored flowers attracted many, many bees, who showed their beautiful dance on the colorful flowers to the earth, the flowers are intoxicated, also gently dance. A cool breeze blowing through, bursts of incoming fragrance so that I can not help but stop and savor.
Those with a yellowish willow by the gentle breeze blowing through the unconscious twisted her slender waist. In the spring environment, I feel refreshed.
I really want to become a bird, flying to the clouds overlooking the earth, painfully enjoy the spring created a variety of miracles. The arrival of the spring girl to bring the earth a new scene, full of spring colors everywhere is really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are tender green, spring flowers is a delicate yellow ...... No wonder poets love to sing spring, painters love to depict spring, because spring is the world's fusion of all the beauty of all the colors of the General Assembly.
I am very strange, this colorful color why will coincidentally choose spring to the earth? Spring rain is continuous, soft, it moisturizes the earth, caressing the earth, whispering the earth, in people do not know when they quietly converge into a small river, accumulated into a deep pool. Ah, the original is the spring rain to bring green life to the pool.
Wind and rain always come together. Early spring, with a bit of cold wind, blowing everything awake, the treetops green, the earth is green, even the platform of the towering buildings are also green.
Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river." How good it is! But it's not just "green". In the wind blowing, full of hills and slopes of wildflowers opened their eyes, one, two, a clump, two clumps of ...... even into a piece, converging into a sea.
People face this blue, red, yellow ...... imposing sea of color, worry no more, atrophy no more. Thanks to the colors of spring to bring us upward strength and confidence.
And look at the spring sky. How the sky is also colorful, dazzling? Ah, that's the kites that the children fly.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the kites in thousands of different forms are fluttering and flying freely, which makes people happy! Spring belongs to the children, the sky belongs to the children, yet aren't they at the same time trying to dress up and add color to spring? However, if you bend down to scrutinize, you will find that in the pleasing colors, there are still scattered yellow, that is the traces left behind by the remnants of winter. You may sigh, "What a beauty!" Yes, looking at the several stems of broken limbs and arms, drooping grass, who will still have a good mood? However, you may want to peel off the yellow winter coat, you will have a new and strange discovery, hey! Inside is green! The original appearance of the yellow grass is also pregnant, pregnant with a more beautiful spring.
I finally understand why the colors of spring are so rich: it is the color pencils in the hands of the spring girl waved diligently; it is the childish children innocently dressed; it is the neglected grass silently nurturing. Enjoy the spring colors of the pleasant people ah, you contribute to the colors of spring what? The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are tender green, spring flowers are delicate yellow ...... No wonder poets love to chant spring, painters love to depict the spring, because the spring is the fusion of all the world's beauty, all the colors of the General Assembly.
I am very strange, this colorful color why will coincidentally choose spring to the earth? Spring rain is continuous, soft, it moisturizes the earth, caressing the earth, whispering the earth, in people do not know when they quietly converge into a small river, accumulated into a deep pool. Ah, the original is the spring rain to bring green life to the pool.
Wind and rain always come together. Early spring, with a bit of cold wind, blowing everything awake, the treetops green, the earth is green, even the platform of the towering buildings are also green.
Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river." How good it is! But it's not just "green". In the wind blowing, full of hills and slopes of wildflowers opened their eyes, one, two, a clump, two clumps of ...... even into a piece, converging into a sea.
People face this blue, red, yellow ...... imposing sea of color, worry no more, atrophy no more. Thanks to the colors of spring to bring us upward strength and confidence.
And look at the spring sky. How the sky is also colorful, dazzling? Ah, that's the kites that the children fly.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the kites in thousands of different forms are fluttering and flying freely, which makes people happy! Spring belongs to the children, the sky belongs to the children, yet aren't they at the same time trying to dress up and add color to spring? However, if you bend down to scrutinize, you will find that in the pleasing colors, there are still scattered yellow, that is the traces left behind by the remnants of winter. You may sigh, "What a beauty!" Yes, looking at the several stems of broken limbs and arms, drooping grass, who will still have a good mood? However, you may want to peel off the yellow winter coat, you will have a new and strange discovery, hey! Inside is green! The original appearance of the yellow grass is also pregnant, pregnant with a more beautiful spring.
I finally understand why the colors of spring are so rich: it is the color pencils in the hands of the spring girl waved diligently; it is the childish children innocently dressed up; it is the neglected grass silently nurturing. Enjoy the spring colors of the pleasant people, ah.
3. Describe the beauty of JiangnanJiangnan good, the scenery of the old once familiar. The sunrise river flowers red hot, spring river water green as blue, can not remember the south of the river? (Bai Juyi "Jiangnan good")
Jiangnan grass is long, mixed flowers and trees, groups of warblers flying. （
A thousand miles of warblers cry in green and red, and a thousand miles of water villages and mountains and Guo wine flag winds (Du Mu, "Spring in the South"
The grass grows long and the warblers fly in the February day, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children return early from school and are busy releasing paper kites in the east wind. (Gao Ding, "Early Spring")
Liu Yong, "The Tide of Hope"
The small building listens to the spring rain overnight, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the morning. (Lu You)
Wang Anshi's "The Fragrance of Gui Zhi"
Yang Wanli's "Seeing off Lin Zifang at the Temple of Pure Ci in the Morning"
The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves under the fishing boat. (Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in a Mountain Dwelling")
Birds and birds call for sunshine, and invade the eaves of the dawn. The first sunlight on the leaves is drying the rain, the water is clear and round, and the wind is lifting the lotus.
Bookstore, small Lotus Village, a Wen Qi, a elegant, wisteria gallery clustered with the fragrance of books, lotus overflowing with the hall; and has done Chiang Kai-shek matchmaker Zhang Jingjiang residence, the twenties on the Western dance hall of Zhang Shiming residence. Wandering in the middle of it, imagining the year of the big Cherry China, sighing ...... Nanxun, people are fascinated.
Winding corridor shed, more than a thousand meters long. Along the river corridor, is a picture of the town's residential area.
Door, wide open, embroidery, painting, leisurely smoking cigarettes sitting idly, there are people to move the table to the outside, near the river to drink, or make a cup of tea, leisurely. There are small boats swinging across the stone bridge, sliding into the distance .......
Shi Pi Lane, run back to it, in that narrow deep alley, vaguely listen to the sound of the shoe Dong; eight precious cakes, to feed people it, bring a few packets back ....... The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
Mr. Mao Dun, former residence in Wuzhen. The Lin family store", "spring silkworms", "son of the night", I think we are all familiar with it, right? Mr. Mao Dun has passed away, but his writings have been passed down for a long time.
Come to Mr. former residence to see, perhaps, the harvest can be out of imagination. Wuzhen, a big deal, a high starting point for the development of tourism, folk culture tour features quite attracted a lot of tourists.
Wuzhen's snack cakes have a story to tell, Wu color building also has a legend. In fact, the cake is not better than the taste of Shanghai's peach cake, green water on the black houses do not see how much solemn.
However, because of the legend, there is a story, it is a unique charm. Oh, and don't forget to bring back some chrysanthemums, as this is the birthplace of chrysanthemums.
Tongli, water town, bridge town, fish and rice town. It was once one of the "Four Great Rice Markets of Jiangnan".
Two halls and three bridges as a sign, marriage, children full moon, walk three bridges to Figure auspicious, is the custom here; retreat Si Garden is a classical garden in the water garden classics, stroll in the garden, step by step scenery change, even better, no railings along the pool, the water is close to the shore Qi, the breeze blowing, as if walking on a green wave, unconsciously on the lightness up. No wonder, this place has done 4 dozens of movie and television drama location.
Here is also out of 1 scholar, 38 jinshi, 80 lifts, a small town, out of such a lot of celebrities, scholars, deep house will not be less, the existing still have more than 10 Ming Dynasty buildings, dozens of buildings in the Qing Dynasty it.
Zhouzhuang, because of Chen Yifei's Twin Bridges, fame has long flown out of the country. But also because of this, Zhouzhuang has become a big market.
The first acquaintance with Zhouzhuang, is 18 years ago, the fame is not yet available, the double bridge is just like, quietly welcome people, carrying people, it is only for transportation. Today's double bridge, into the attractions, high added value, but also haunted, I do not know is worth the joy? Or worry? Shen Hall floor, I do not know can withstand day after day many tourists trampled? Peanut cake, not as delicious as the year, the proliferation of WanSan hoof, but also let the tourists fell down the appetite.
It is rumored that Zhouzhuang *** is adjusting the pattern of tourism development in Zhouzhuang, looking forward to the not-too-distant future, but also tourists an original flavor of the ancient town of Jiangnan. Jinxi ---- Chenmao ---- Jinxi, the change of the name of the ancient town, tells the footsteps of history.
From the emperor's Chen consort disease potential buried here, Jinxi renamed Chenmao, to tourism development, the development of the ancient town, return to the Jinxi, in fact, is also the ancient town of people living in the expectation of it. Chen Fei tomb in the lake outside the town witnessed the process of the ancient town.
Today's Jinxi, tourists weaving, and the ancient town, but still retained the seclusion. On the streets, there are stores, but, still mostly home-made souvenirs: dried shrimp, dried Malantou, pumpkin cake, sock bottom pastry.
Under the eaves of the corridor, along the river, set up a small table, wooden, look at the years, already see the color of the paint, but it is an extension of the teahouse, spend a few dollars, sit for half a day, looking at the ripples in the water, and the town of the old man casually chatting, for a time, as if through space and time, the mundane world, fickleness, is so distant ...... lingyan mountain The town of Mudu is an ancient town, named Mudu. In order to when the King of Wu pin, there is a Pavilion Wah Palace, there is the name of Mudu.
The old town wandering around it, after all, the development of the days are not long, tourists are not yet a lot, you can calmly enjoy the flowers in the garden of the Yan family, you can calmly look at the emperor's decree in the rainbow drink mountain room, you can calmly appreciate the exquisite embroidery, you can calmly take pictures without having to worry about a lot of tourists in the background with the "photo". And then go to climb the Lingyan Mountain close at hand, every pore is open to inhale the cool mountain breeze, that is called cool! The rain in the south of the river is like a dream, has been doing a same dream.
In the dream, you hold a red embroidered umbrella, pacing between the flowers full of spring. In the breeze, the rain fluttered like fog, thin silhouette, so that I had a "poor" sadness.
Spring grass such as washing, mischievous stumbling on your feet, wet pink silk pants, but also wet your lonely mood. Looking at the rainy green hills from afar, the melancholy on your face tells of your despondency.
"Harmonious wind and rain do not think of returning', you just stood there, looking through a thousand mountains, looking through the autumn water, looking through the reincarnation of the past life. Only after waking up did you realize that it was just a dream, a dream that only exists in Jiangnan.
I actually have the same dream with Li Shangyin, who said a thousand years ago, "It's useless to think about each other, and there is no harm in being depressed. I can feel his sadness in the cool night of a thousand years ago, when he was so lonely.
The ghost of a man living alone, miss the natural beauty. But I can't forget the spring rain of Jiangnan that has been lingering in my dreams.
This can not be said to be a regret, very beautiful regret. The spring rain in the north, giving people a feeling of depression.
Rough raindrops, knocked down the ground full of sycamore flowers. Returning swallows do not dare to try that kind of fluttering in the rain, because that rain is extremely ungentle.
The remnants of red on the ground tell the bleak fate of the northern flowers. It is this time of the year when the mind goes down.
"Inexorable flowers fall, déjà vu swallows return". If you feel the rough spring rain in the north, you will be more eager for the gentle rain in the south of the river.
I think this is two very different contrasts.
I think this is two very different contrasts. So countless times in my dreams, I was like a lost soul of the poet, constantly strolling in the ancient south of the lane, looking for the rainy season of day and night thoughts.
And the rainy day, hair like silk, skin like fat, arm like white lotus root of the beauty. The willow bank. I would like to be drunk in the rain of Jiangnan, so that the sentimental willow murmured and laughed at me.
I will not feel embarrassed, because the gentle rain, such as considerate beauty, smoothing my insistence on frivolity. At this time of the year, I am most afraid of seeing the winged swallows.
Because I will suspect that they are deliberately flying in front of me, deliberately to let.
5. Composition "the scenery of Jiangnan" 50 words will not writeThe rainy season in Jiangnan
Jiangnan has the world's most lonesome rain, can not see the rain, but you can feel the rain of the gentle, the rain fell on the river to play out one after another rain flower, as the lotus bloom, the sound of the rupture in the white horse in a moment will be no longer visible, the river fishing boat in the fog propped up a long pole, to the far side. roaming. Green river, distant fishing fire, the absolute beauty of the splash in the heart melted into an age-old ink painting, floating in the dense vapor in the heart.
The day gradually darkened, the rain fell heavily, walking on the road can clearly hear the sound of falling water in Jiangnan, ticking, ticking, is about to arrive, I am lost in the rain in Jiangnan, can not help themselves, Jiangnan as if with the sound of the rain whispered to me: "Lights and shadows of the pulp, the sky is still cold, the water is still cold. In my dream, I was singing softly with silk and bamboo, outside the building, outside the mountain, outside the building, outside the mountain, outside the building, people are not yet. The people have not yet returned, the wild geese look back, early past the river of forgetfulness, the person who plays the zither tears full of shirt. Falling shoulder, flute sound cold, window shadow residue, smoke and pulp, where is Jiangnan?" Jiangnan, like a piece of dream, I love Jiangnan, that piece of dream sooner or later will take me back to Jiangnan!
6. Praise for the scenery of Jiangnan 400 wordspond moon color these days the heart is quite unsettled.
Tonight in the courtyard sitting in the cool, suddenly remembered the day walk through the lotus pond, in the light of the full moon, there should be another look it. The moon is gradually rising, the laughter of the children on the road outside the wall, can not be heard; wife in the house, patting the leap, humming in a daze sleep song.
I quietly put on my overshirt and took the door with me and went out. Along the lotus pond was a winding little coal-chip road.
This is a secluded road; few people walk in the daytime, and it is even lonelier at night.
This is a secluded road, less traveled in the daytime, and even more lonely at night.
On the side of the road, there are some willows and some unknown trees. On the night without moonlight, the road is eerie and a bit scary.
Tonight is a good night, although the moonlight is still faint. I was alone on the road, pacing with my hands behind my back.
This piece of heaven and earth seems to be mine; I also seem to be beyond my usual self, to another world.
The world seems to be mine, and I feel like I have gone beyond my usual self to a different world.
Like tonight, a person under the pale moon, can think of anything, can not think of anything, then feel is a free person. The things that must be done in the daytime, the words that must be said, can now be ignored.
This is a wonderful place to be alone, and I would like to use this boundless lotus and moonlight. The first thing I want to do is to get a good look at the leaves in the field.
The leaves are very high in the water, like the *** skirt of the pavilion. Layers of leaves in the middle, sporadically dotted with some white flowers, there are curly open, there are shyly dozen; as a grain of pearl, like the stars in the blue sky, and as just out of the bath of the beauty.
The breeze, sent a wisp of fragrance, as if the distant high building of the remote song. At this time, the leaves and flowers also have a slight tremor, like lightning, suddenly spread over the lotus pond.
The leaves are shoulder to shoulder and close together, which is like a condensed blue wave marks. Underneath the leaves is a vein of running water, covering, can not see some color; but the leaves are more see the wind.
The moonlight is like running water, quietly cascading over the leaves and flowers. A thin green mist floats up in the lotus pond.
The leaves and flowers seemed as if they had been washed in buttermilk; and like a dream enveloped in a light veil. Though it was a full moon, there was a light cloud in the sky, so that it did not shine; but I thought it was just the right thing to do - a sound sleep is indispensable, and a nap has a special flavor.
The moonlight was shining through the trees, and the bushes on the heights, falling into the mottled black shadows, were as craggy as ghosts; and the sparse shadows of the curved willows were like paintings on the lotus leaves. The color of the moon in the pond is not uniform; but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as the famous song played on the Van Shui Ling.
On all sides of the pond, near and far, high and low are trees, and the willow is the most. These trees surround the pond; only on the side of the path, there are a few gaps, as if for the moonlight.
The color of the trees is always gloomy, and at first glance it looks like a cloud of smoke; but the beauty of the willows is discernible even in the smoke. The top of the tree is a band of distant mountains, only a little careless.
There are also one or two spots of street light leaking through the cracks in the trees, and the listlessness is the eye of the thirsty sleeper. The most lively at this time of the year is the sound of cicadas in the trees and the frogs in the water; but the lively is theirs, I have nothing.
Suddenly, I remembered the thing of picking lotus. It is an old custom in Jiangnan, which seems to have existed since a long time ago and flourished during the Six Dynasties; it can be roughly known from the poems.
Lotus picking is a young woman, they are swinging a boat, singing a colorful song to go. There were, needless to say, many lotus-pickers, and those who watched the picking.
It was a lively season and a season of flirtation. Emperor Liang Yuan Di "lotus picking fugue" said well: So the demon child women, swing boat heart Xu; 鈥鷁head Xu back, and pass the feather cup; 鈥欋will be moving and algae hanging, the boat wants to move and ping open.
Er its slim waist bundle of vegetarian, extended GuBu; the beginning of summer and spring, the leaves tender flowers, fear of staining the clothes and smile, afraid of dumping the boat and converge train. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
This is really interesting, but it is a pity that we now have long been unable to enjoy. So I remembered the lines in the "West Island Song": "The lotus is in the fall of the South Pond, the lotus is over the head of the people; the head is down to get the lotus seed, the lotus seed is as clear as water".
Tonight, if there is a lotus picker, the lotus here is also counted as "over the head"; only to see some of the shadow of the water, is not. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few minutes.
-- so thinking, looked up, do not realize is already in front of their own door; gently pushed the door into, what sound is not, his wife has been asleep for a long time.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world.
Deeply in love with this lotus. The day, gradually cooled down, the wind, but also gradually a burst of tight like a burst, all the fallen leaves have been fluttering away, in exchange, is the sky gently, gentle rain drifting, and suddenly the wind sound hunting, blowing the rain dance.
Night, is such a quiet, quiet some surprising. Clock one by one, knocking on the heart of this night, empty, empty.
So, loneliness came, deep, gloomy but so beautiful, like the purple lotus flower open, with a light and light color, one by one, open full of silent heart, purple lotus flower, so beautiful, so hurt. There are matters of the heart swiftly floating on the mind, such as a lingering old song, telling the heart that can not be forgotten.
And as a story out of that deep, dense forest, lingering scarlet side, densely written on lavender paper. You, far away? How the heart and your shadow, far near, near and far.
So in the morning ran to see the purple lotus, throw a stone into the water, disturbed the pool of purple lotus sleep, in the water restless, open the eyes of the noisy, as if in condemnation of me, how willing to wake it that dream of sadness. Purple lotus, why are you sad, and for whom are you sad? A delicate dewdrops from the lotus stamen rolled down, abruptly trembled, slipped off the lotus leaves, slipped into the pond, crystal clear, like a delicate with a small heart.
Is that your tears? How could there be such a crystalline wound? With a hand gently caress on the lotus leaves, silk lubrication, as if with a rainstorm after the quiet and poignant, heavy, fell into the dreamland. But still can see a drop of lotus tears, crystal bright, hanging in the dream still can not be composed face.
Is it you, give it happiness and laughter, let it meandering bloom, and then stingy take back, give it so can not expel the sadness? Is it that you wish to appreciate such sadness? So you always let it bloom and bloom again, blooming to the extreme, while you are there, like viewing your own masterpiece, with your characteristic smile, quietly watching, cruelly with still phantasmagoric eyes, to appreciate its sorrow.
7. Describing the scenery of JiangnanRemembering Jiangnan Bai Juyi
One of them
Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old and familiar. The sunrise flowers of the river are more red than fire, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring. I'm not sure if I'm not going to be able to remember the South.
The second Jiangnan memory, the most memory is Hangzhou. The most important thing to remember is that the most important thing to remember is Hangzhou. The first one is the one with the most important thing to do. The first one is the one in the world that has the most important and the most important thing in the world is the one in the world that has the most important and the most important thing in the world. I'm not sure if I'll ever see you again, but I'm sure I'll see you again soon. The first one is the one in which you can see the world, and the second one is the one in which you can see the world, and the third one is the one in which you can see the world, and the third one is the one in which you can see the world. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night.
For Fan Ye Lu Kai
The plums were folded and sent to the postman. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I'm going to give it to you.
First acquaintance with the plum blossom Lu compiled
Jiangbei is not as warm as the southern land, Jiangnan good break north people's intestines. The peach cheeks and pear powder, **** for cold plum side makeup.
Bodhisattvas Barbarian - everyone says Jiangnan is good Wei Yingwu
Everyone says Jiangnan is good, the tourists are only Jiangnan old. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the bank. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Remembering the South River, Huangfu Song
Orchid embers fall, screen dark red banana. I dreamed of the ripe plums of the South River, the night boat blowing the flute in the rain, people talk about the bridge by the post.
Remembering the South River Liu Yuxi spring! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. Try to go up to the Transcendental Terrace to see the spring water and flowers of a city, and the smoke and rain darken a thousand homes. Looking at South River Shou Qiushui Liu Chenweng lifted his eyebrows together, and the colorful servant, Zixia, remembered. In the sky, the island of the nine dynasties is in the sky, and a smile in front of the honored one is in the jade. I've been singing my own words. The chrysanthemums under the hedge, drunkenly put a branch. The flower water begs you for thirty ducats, and the autumn wind remembers me with a poem. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Double Tones Looking at the South of the River Shou Zhang Zui Weng Liu Chenweng seven days later, the Dong will be reclaimed before. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm going to be able to see it. The song of white snow, in addition to the snowy pass. I've seen the Ministry of Eternal Life fall down many times, and I can't see the orange and corn in front of my eyes. I'm going to sing the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal". Jiangnan good/memory of Jiangnan Zhao Shiman days **** water, water far away and the sky even. The water is far away from the sky. The sky is clean and the cold moon is rippling, the water and the moon are both in the same color. The moon reflects the sky in the water. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to complete. If the scene is good when the heart from the fast, the heart far from the happy place scenery should be Yan. I'm not going to say anything to the people. I'm looking forward to the South River, Zhu Dunru is in the heat of the day, and the moon is invading the bed at the beginning of the night. The dew lying on the side of a bunch of lotus leaves, hibiscus fragrance fine water wind cool. The pillow is a fairy town
8. Writing an essay around a famous scenic spot in SuzhouSuzhou Baobai Bridge Baobai Bridge is a famous spot in Suzhou City, Jiangsu Province. It is also known as the Long Bridge, which is one of the ten most famous bridges in China, together with the Zhaozhou Bridge and the Lugou Bridge. It lies on the Tanya River between the ancient canal and Tantai Lake, three kilometers from Suzhou. It was built in the 11th to 14th year of the Yuanhe reign of the Tang Dynasty, and is a famous stone arch bridge in China and abroad. Its construction is closely related to the transportation of water in the history of China. As we all know, the area around Jiangsu and Zhejiang is the land of fish and rice since ancient times, and all the emperors have used this area as the important place for collecting money. During the Daiye period, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty dug the Grand Canal in the south of the Yangtze River to transport grain and treasures from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Kyoto by ship. During the Tang Dynasty, the canal was already busier than ever before, but it was very difficult for a canal boat loaded with imperial grain from Suzhou to Jiaxing to travel in the northwestern wind during the autumn and winter seasons without carrying a fiber. However, there was a gap of about 300 meters wide at the junction of Tantai Lake and the canal, which needed to be filled in as an embankment; however, it would cut off the access of the lakes to the sea via the Wusong River and the embankment would be washed out by the water. Therefore, Wang Zhongshu, the assassin of Suzhou, decided to build a bridge over the lake and donated his own jade belt to fund the bridge, hence the name of Baodai Bridge. Bao Belt Bridge bridge wide profile flat, under the fifty-three holes by the joints, hole length 249.8 meters. The total length is 317 meters and width is 4.1 meters. The bridge is in the shape of a trumpet, with a width of 6.1 meters at the lower end. There are a pair of powerful green stone lions at each end of the bridge, and at the north end, there are four stele pavilions and a five-stage eight-faced stone tower. The whole Baodai Bridge narrow as a belt, many holes, reflecting the water, the real and imaginary, like a dragon floating in the water, like ao back even clouds; not only for pedestrians to provide convenience, but also for the Jiangnan water town to add charming scenery. Engineering technology, it is the use of flexible piers, can prevent the collapse of multiple bridge hole chain. Its masonry arch method using "multi-twisted arch", which is extremely rare in the history of ancient bridge building. The Yuan Dynasty monk Shanzhu described it as: "Borrowing stones from other mountains, but also discarded the stones as beams. Straight from the embankment, across the center of the water. The white egret is in autumn colors and the dragon floats in the setting sun. The sound of waves rises in the night, and the sound of the list is long." From this, as far as the Yuan Dynasty, it is not only a stone arch bridge of considerable scale, but also shoulder busy transportation tasks.