--Zhou Danyang, "Traveling to Yaochi"
2. The mother tiger caressed her cub's back with her front paws, and her eyes glared at the tourists, as if to say, "Stay away from us."
--Zhou Huan, "A Trip to Shanghai"
3. My grandmother's house is at the foot of Lingyan Mountain. When I was a child, my mother told me that I could find my grandmother's house only if I could find Lingyan Mountain, so since I was a child, I have always thought that Lingyan Mountain marks my grandmother's house, and I have always been so affectionate to it. ---- Wang Ke "Journey to Lingyan"
4. The dew between the grasses stained my shoes and socks, and the shrubs around me held my skirt at times. Occasionally, I stepped on a few stones and let out a crunching sound, awakening the silence around me. -- Yea, "Climbing Turtle Mountain"
5. Fine rain fell, and the water and sky were one color. The boat arrived at San Tan Yin Yue and we disembarked. We walked across the winding stone bridge, under which the lotus was sleeping while the azaleas were in full bloom, white as cotton and snow, red as flames, dotted in clusters among the green trees and bamboo. --Lai Lianjun, "Touring the West Lake"
6. The European city is indeed unforgettable, not only because of its charm, but also because it is a clear evidence of the intersection of Eastern and Western cultures. I think it is an innovation since the reform and opening up to transplant the European culture to the ancient Chinese land so directly. --Shi Zhaohui〈European City揽胜〉
7. (1) Holding a bamboo raft in a calm reservoir has a different flavor. Sometimes I can't bear to put down the bamboo pole and break this piece of emerald given by nature.
(2) standing on the shore, and then look back at the Qingwan Reservoir, although the reservoir is no longer a piece of emerald, from the beginning of the clear into a dark green, the tourists have run out, but the reservoir on the boat and the surrounding green hills are still accompanied by it -------
-- CaiDanLi 〈visit the Qingwan Reservoir〉
8. Climbing up Dajinshan, you can see the whole of Shipu clearly, as if the whole Shipu is under your feet.
-- Chen Kai "climbed Dajinshan"
9. If you are interested in picking up a few shells to bring to distant friends, then you will enjoy picking them up. ------- There are too many shells here, and if you are interested in fishing, then you can sit on the reef and be a fisherman who is fishing leisurely! The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the sunrise over the ocean! If you want to see the spectacular scene of the sunrise on the sea, then you can stay in Songlan Mountain Village without worrying about it, as long as you get up early the next day, you will definitely see the sunrise on the sea. --Lian Hui "Songlanshan"
10. I thought the top of the mountain suddenly appeared a bridge, the wooden body has become a little soft. In fact, the so-called bridge dutifully but is a long plank, so simply leap over. Another small run, but in the shade of green leaves flashed a long and steep stairs, a look without end. --- Reed Yuan
11. Look at the waterfall that cascades over a thousand feet, a white blanket, a curtain, a rain, the vast mountains can not stop, the canyon can not stop, the rocks can not block, around the mountains, drilling out of the canyon, through the stone gap, all the way to the song, all the way to the laughter. "Dingdong - Dingdong" a song how pleasant happy! --Chen Junwei
12. Looking around, I saw a rock situated on the seashore, some like a lion, some like a mother and her son embracing each other, some like a man meditating, and some like nothing. The sea touched
the jagged rocks, stirring up a snow-white droplet of water and scattering it over the swirling water.
13. The roadside is filled with many trees, pines, cypresses, willows, etc., are standing still on the roadside, like a brave sentinel, defending the mountain, giving people a feeling of imposing.
14. The whole campus is very quiet, the students are in class. The trees on the campus have grown taller. I remember when we planted these trees, the saplings were only half as long as I was, and now that I'm taller, the trees have grown taller and are much taller than me.
-- Wu Qipan, "Campus"
15. The car passed by the river, the mother river of Xikou. The river flowed slowly and seemed to carry the distant century, recounting its long history to the future. --Chen Jian's "Yinfengshanzhuang"
16. The sea is blue, and the waves come in and go out, sometimes high and sometimes low. The waves pounded on the rocks and splashed up, and the splashed waves looked crystalline and colorful under the sunlight, and as far as the eye could see, they looked like a small white flower, red flower, and sprinkled down one after another.
-- Teng Songhui
17. Haishan's mountains let people see people never get tired of, Haishan's water let people play enough, Haishan's scenery let people explore endless! Haishan is so beautiful! Let's go - go and see. --Ou Xucai
18. Hangzhou is an ancient and beautiful city. Needless to say that the sparkling gentle and friendly West Lake, not to mention the magical and romantic color of the Broken Bridge, not to mention the magnificent Song City, just by that a Lingyin Temple, you can make you forget to come back.
-- Gu Qirui "Lingyin Temple"
19. Although the city has been rebuilt many times after the war, but in the hearts of the people of Zhenhai, the wall will never fall.
-- Lin Jin Jin "Zhaobao Mountain"
20. From the mountain path around the temple you will arrive at the Dragon Pool. The Dragon Pool is not big, it is a round pool with a half warp of five or three meters. Dragon pool is surrounded by lush woods. Cicadas chirping in the woods, birds chirping sound intertwined into a piece, very lively. The turquoise leaves of the surrounding trees are reflected in the water, which makes Longtan look even more beautiful and green. --Lu Chunsun, "Hometown Landscape"
21. West Lake is indeed very beautiful. Although it does not have the vastness and boundlessness of the ocean, nor does it have the gurgling of small streams, but it has its own unique style, unique flavor. The surface of the lake is calm, as if a kind old man's face. Slightly, ripples, and as a smiling girl. West Lake water is crystal clear, clarification of clarification, like a large emerald, it is refreshing.
-- Jin Tingting<West Lake>
22 Lu Xun said in an article that ate the human form of the He Shouwu will be immortal, if in the text can be presented in the description of the scenery well. Unfortunately, the time is long gone, and through the ravages of war and the smell of gunpowder now the Hundred Grass Garden is not as good as it used to be. What was so delightful was that I could overhear Yau Yau calling. It was like being transported to a dream world.
Shaoxing, the beautiful city where Lu Xun, the famous writer, was born and grew up, is a wonderful place to live.
23. Look over there at the rocky edge, one wave after another jumps up and down, jumping so fiercely. The first thing you need to do is to look at the sea, and then look far away, there are a few sailboats floating around, like the stars twinkle and twinkle． The blue sky against the blue sea, the blue sea reflects the blue sky, in between plus the stars of the white sails, it is really beautiful. _____ Zheng Gul & lt; tour Songlan Mountain & gt;
24. Today, the stone house of the water warm in winter and cool in summer, in the search for a moment to sit, straight to feel the body cool, relaxed and happy, today, the stone house of the mountain, has become a major monument in the Elephant and Castle Mountains, the stone house of the mountain of tomorrow, it will be how it? My eyes unfolded a thriving scene. _______Wu Dan＜Shiyu Mountain＞
25．Before I sat down, I saw the statue of Bu Bu Dai and Shen on the other side of the street. He was wearing a string of big top beads around his neck. Carrying a big bag, with a big belly smiling and standing there but the poor is only one hand． It is said that a long time ago the bag and the party is a good monk to do good deeds for the people but unfortunately, he was doing a good deed by the number of people cut off a hand． After listening to this story, everyone is full of respect for Monk Budai． ＿＿＿＿ Lv Mengjin
26. Crossing into the temple's Mahamudra, the first thing that catches your eye is a lying on the bed of the Buddha's big belly, his flat side of the body, although he is resting with his eyes closed, but there is still a smile on his face. It gives you a feeling of wanting to be close to him. --Chen Shuangshuang, "Touring Putuo Mountain"
27. The sea makes one feel relaxed, the mind is blank, no distractions at all, the whole person idol floating in the sea, like a small boat without oars, drifting with the wind. --Dong Ying "Songlan Mountain"
Excellent essay wonderful statement excerpts (a) 2000
Zheng Zhiyi: Autumn mixed gold and purple in the still sharp last remaining green, as if the exposure melted into drops falling from the sky into the dense bushes.
Yingying Jin: I tell you there is nothing else in the world but an ocean of hope. Now it is autumn, I want to take the hand of autumn.
Shao Yuanzhe: The sun seems to be afraid of the cool, hiding in the mountains has not yet come out.
Li Na: the hometown of the fall can not be aging, but more youthful, more life.
Wu Dan: Autumn is palletized in bags in the storehouse, leaving people with a full topic.
Lin Bin: I just feel that the green of a mountain gives me a kind of forward and upward vitality, this green seems to flow into my body, and my life as one.
Wu Shu Nü: I would like to turn myself into a tree or a grass here, accompanying the mountain for my hometown, because I love this place, and even more so because it feeds my growth.
Jing Kan: The sea is unpredictable. It is a naughty boy, with a naughty heart: it is a loving mother, with a warm hand: it is a strict father, with the same temper as the wind.
Zhang Xianming: In the middle of the day, the clouds in the evening are the most beautiful. When the sun falls drunkenly on the roof, the clouds unfold her beautiful face.
Chen Wei: Walking into the woods, nothing has changed much, the fallen leaves are still fallen leaves, and I am still me. Tantalum fallen leaves can not be last year's fallen leaves, I can not be last year's me again.
Zheng Feifei: In the breeze, dewdrops rolling back and forth on the green leaves, like a grain of pearl, I reached out to pick up that pearl accidentally touched the leaves, the pearl rolled down from the leaves, fell to the ground, melted into the soil.
Xu Jun: the autumn wind over the gray mountain beams, over the plains of the desert, as if the iron hooves of Genghis Khan, gusts of thunder rolled through, shaking the universe Qiankun.
Lin Shan: Suddenly a rabbit passed through the bamboo forest. I rushed forward to chase, who knew that actually broke the silence of the bamboo forest analysis , birds were my footsteps alarmed, flying in all directions, the whole bamboo forest up.
Huang Liu Xi: no view of the misty hills, a dark green plus a few sparse yellow, the village in the hills surrounded by more subtle and deep.
Li Yuan Yuan: in my opinion, the fall should be a very warm season, the objective existence of the spring is not vibrant, no summer sun is on fire, columns do not have the winter of the silver, but it is precisely because of its blandness to let people actually appreciate its existence.
Xiao Yunyun: I miss my hometown as soon as fall arrives. In the city, the arrival of fall is just a few leaves and a few wisps of cool air. But in my hometown, there are a few pieces of white reeds in the fall, so simple, so pure.
Xu Hong: At this time the sun rose, patches of orange groves in the light of it looks brilliant. The flowers and plants on the mountain are not seen, but the orange tree, kumquat tree hanging star-like fruit, to the bleak Liao mountains and forests added a strong color.
Luo Xuechao: The leaves are yellow, falling to the ground, the wind blows around, like a butterfly in the flutter.
Yang Ping: The fall is a busy season for farmers, this side of the fruit is ripe, the other side of the rice is yellow, seafood should be in the market ------ the whole fall wind and fire, and the day as if wrapped into a golden yellow.
Liao Kai: heaven and earth drought, flowers, grasses and woods most in need of manna time, how they hope to have God's care, but no. However, they are still in their own living space in the tenacity to thrive.
Xu Ting: There is a stone gate about three to four hundred meters away. When I was a child, I often went to play, I thought it was a bridge, and then I heard the old people say that it was a stone gate, built in the Ming Dynasty, Qi Jiguang led the troops there to fight against the Japanese invaders. The stone gate line is full of weeds and moss, and now there are many houses built around it, and this "antique" has become one.
Chen Cong: Across the mountains and the river, autumn has come from the far north to my hometown of Dancheng.
Yang Xiuwei: The falling leaves in the north is a sandy and clattering shower, while the falling leaves in Jiangnan is a piece of two, like a broken butterfly infatuated with the branches, yi yi down.
Ke Ying: the sea is the mother of our survival, she is always a constant source to give us many, many riches, quietly for us to pay, and human return to the good to give is - pollution!
He Yuzhong: White Rock Mountain are under the bamboo, lush, towering, than other mountains, it is more lush, more green. Standing halfway up the mountain looking back at Xihu harbor, it is like the tail of the dragon, quietly lying there.
Chen Jie: Autumn is a painter, it uses the brush for the town dyed golden color: Autumn is a magician, it turns the town into fresh.
Ye Kaimin: Autumn in the small town comes very quickly, and overnight people add a thick sweater.
Dai Haiqing: Some people take the strings of oranges back to their homes and hang them on the wall or on the table, giving the room a more natural flavor.
Lin Bo: One morning, I was awakened by the rushing tide of loud sounds, it turned out to be the wind whistling in the air, sometimes stopping, sometimes blowing wildly, shocked the doors and windows cackling sound, leaves have knocked on the window pane. Crackling non-stop, a thousand Qu River water, ringing more feel close at hand.
Zhu Tingting: The hometown built up the highway, so the old road is rarely people up, but to the harvest season, the old road is still very lively.
Wu Shengji: The pines are rooted in the wall, appearing sublime and great, Moquan cascades between the cliffs, appearing magical, incredible, and hanging rock protruding from the waterfall, there is a kind of want to fall on the feeling.
1. The spring breeze falls into the fields. The spring breeze is dripping over to you and your village in splendor with playful curves and angry smiles on the faces of the rape flowers. The heart is warm. It is warm. The heart, in the spring breeze around. The heart, flying around in the spring breeze. Minds, sprouting in the spring breeze. Warm. Growing up in the spring breeze. Spring breeze, blowing flowers, blowing the breath of life, blowing the clean smell of grass, blowing the quietly blooming smile, blowing some poetic touch. Under the spring breeze, everything is flying, everything is your wings. The spring breeze is lost inside me. Spring breeze is blowing inside me. I am inside the spring breeze. Some harsh winter things have slipped away. I should eulogize some of the people who still write obsessively, who still love poetry, and the snow that inhabits whiteness and purity. Within the springtime, I should certainly pass by everyone, every flower, every blade of grass, every thing, with love and care and caution. Walking back and forth the heart of the man in the field is filled with emotion. Where will the flowers moored on the plains be ferried to? The spring breeze should know the answer to this. The spring breeze has brought smiles to the faces of those I love so much. Those old things I used to be obsessed with, those hands I used to want to hold, I have already waved goodbye to these in the spring breeze. Farewell, in fact, is a kind of proximity. The sun may be shy, are almost 7:00, but also late to see her shadow, to 7:30, she only from the east shyly show her flaming red face. As soon as the sun came out, the whole earth was filled with light and warmth. (The end of Spring Morning)
Spring, too, often causes me to think, people always see spring as a symbol of life and hope, and we children and young people are called "the spring of the motherland". So, let us cherish this precious spring, work hard, try to create a better motherland's spring! (The end of "I Love Spring")
In the four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, I like summer the most. In summer, the sun hangs high in the sky like a ball of fire, unselfishly pouring light and heat onto the earth. The leaves of the trees are green, the grass is bright green, and the flowers are red, which is really like a picture of the most beautiful scenery in the world. (The beginning of "I Love Summer")
On a summer evening, my brother took me for a walk in Mochou Lake Park, and we talked and laughed as we walked. With the evening breeze, Mochou Lake was like a big mirror, in which the pavilions and weeping willows along the shore were reflected. The full moon is lying quietly on the surface of the lake. The small animals here are holding a concert: frogs beat the drum "croak"; crickets are playing the piano in a low voice; the roadside bushes are also sometimes heard with a trill of song, that is the textile girl played the "Summer Night Song". (The beginning of "Summer Nights")
Autumn is the season when the maple leaves turn red and the chrysanthemums and osmanthus bloom. Look, the maple leaves from the east to the west, like a fire, chrysanthemums is a great show, they are different shapes, different colors, white as snow, yellow like gold, pink as Xia, the distinctive "dragon claw chrysanthemums," like countless fountains, but also like a little girl's curls; and "golden chrysanthemums" like holiday flowers. The "golden chrysanthemum" is like a festival flower. Oh yes, in such a beautiful season, how can there be no osmanthus dress up? See, the tiny yellow flowers are hidden among the green leaves, and the fragrance they emit is intoxicating. Autumn in the countryside is so charming! ("Autumn in the Countryside" focus)
Walking through the campus, the smell of wet earth can't help but hit your nose. The small flowers on the side of the road are covered with crystal dewdrops, like a sparkling diamond, shaking. Light wind, the fragrance of flowers, the red cocklebur, upward climbing petunias, delicate moonflower ...... competing, beautiful purple and red. I don't know which bird on the poles opened up the singing voice, the chirping sound all of a sudden composed of a marvelous song. The sun rises from the horizon, the last bit of mist into its light. The whole campus was colored red by the gorgeous sunrise. Students came to school one after another. At once, some of the students were cleaning the campus, some were exercising, and some were reading the text aloud. The teacher also hurried toward the classroom with his books in his hand. ("Morning on Campus" focus)
My favorite place on campus was the corner in front of the stepped classroom. It was a small rectangular slope surrounded by concrete. The slope is a pity, the highest place on the left side of the small slope, the lone do stand a few slender bamboo, pine accompanied by bamboo brightness. At the other end is a laurel tree, curved diagonally. Small slope sporadically placed a few pieces of Taihu Lake stone, for this beautiful slope to add color and new; in the middle of a few green palms. Two clusters of vibrant azaleas. (The beginning of "A Corner of the Campus")
There are four charming seasons in the campus: the peach and willow green spring, the flowery summer, the maple red and chrysanthemum fragrant fall, the pine green and snow white winter. However, what I like most is the spring color of the campus. (The beginning of "Spring Colors on Campus")
Ah, spring makes the earth new, spring makes the school full of spring colors, spring brings us joy and hope, urging us to rise. I would like to be a little grass, a little flower, in the gardener's careful watering, for the campus to add a little spring color, the motherland's spring decorated more beautiful. (End of Spring Colors on Campus)