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On the towering Yunfeng, the cliff shines instantly; In a blink of an eye, the mountain clouds at the foot disappeared, and the mountains were green and covered with exquisite ancient buildings.

Mount Tai stands proudly on the land of Qilu with the trend of "pulling up the ground to reach the sky and holding the sun in your hand". The ancients praised Mount Tai as "this mountain gets the sun first, and there are clouds and no rain on the peaks".

Wulong Mountain Scenic Resort is surrounded by water, with isolated peaks, lush trees, shady bamboos, steep mountain walls and turbulent rivers.

Looking up at Tianhu Mountain, I saw rugged green mountains, lush trees, vast blue sky and misty clouds, which just constituted an elegant ink landscape painting.

Looking up at the rooftop, there are clouds on the peak, and the mountain road twists and turns, falling from the clouds like a ribbon. Tourists are like little white dots scattered on the ribbon, moving up slowly.

Cangshan 19 peaks are connected as a whole, just like a winding dragon, which surrounds the whole Dali and becomes a natural "wind barrier".

In this vast sea, there stands a mountain peak, which looks like a pen, so it is called "Bijia Mountain".

I have been wearing a "headscarf" and a "big coat" covered with snow for many years on the Bogda Peak. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is white.

In the distance, strange peaks stand tall, mountains are connected, green and steep, and clouds cover the fog.

A mountain peak rises in the distance, and the trees on the mountain are covered with flowers. The whole mountain peak looks like a demon.

Looking at Tianshan Mountain from a distance, the top of the mountain has been covered with snow for thousands of years, lying there peacefully, like an old man in white who has experienced vicissitudes.

The shadowy mountains are like a sleeping fairy, covered with cicada-like gauze, affectionate and silent.

The peaks on both sides of the strait are changing in various interesting postures: sometimes like a floating fairy, sometimes like an old man leaning on a stick, sometimes like an ape offering peaches, and sometimes like a runaway wild horse.

In the sun, the distant mountains are as bright and green as washed, and seem to be much closer and steeper than before.

The distant mountains are looming in the clouds, like naughty children fascinated by you.

The rolling mountains embedded in the horizon reflect glittering golden light under the setting sun, which is particularly magnificent, like a beautiful picture scroll.

In fact, the mountain itself is full of magic: like a sharp knife on one side, like a hunchbacked old man on the other, and like a budding lotus on the other. ...

When I climbed to the top of the mountain and looked around, the spectacular sight made my blood boil, and the whole Laoshan Mountain seemed to be floating in the fog.

The majestic peaks that rise from the ground are like giants, camels and horses, with different shapes and steep slopes.

Du Fu's poetry has its own unique charm-unpretentious, although it is not as charming as Emei, as steep as Huashan, as tall and straight as Taishan, and as strange as Gui Linfeng.

Climbing the first step overlooking, white clouds are around, and clouds are around the peaks. One after another, the top of the mountain leaned out of the clouds, like hibiscus emerging from the water.

The mountains here are really steep, like being cut with a knife and axe!

The mountains overlap, like the undulating sea, with great momentum.

Mount Tai towering into the sky, like a giant, stands among thousands of mountains and looks down on the earth affectionately.

The mountains wrapped in silver are like snow waves rolled up by strong winds, winding and undulating as the eye can see.

The mountains are at the foot, so it looks empty and high, so you can hold hands with the crescent moon and kiss the sun.

The mountains on both sides of the road are undulating and the forest is boundless. In the middle of the green forest, there are clusters of small yellow flowers.

Thousands of feet is the site of Dragon Head Rock, with steep peaks and strange rocks covered with phosphorus. One huge cliff stands tall, and the other straddles it, straight into the mountainside of Tianchi, with a momentum like a black dragon holding its head high.

Far and near mountains are foggy. Looking around, in the valleys of Qian Shan, countless moths fluttered and quivered, and the world suddenly became gloomy, and the first snow in the mountains was quietly overwhelming.

Seen from a distance, the whole Xuefeng is like a shining saussurea involucrata, and it doesn't need any beautiful decoration. This is a perfect miracle of nature itself.

The iceberg in the Antarctic is flat at the top, steep on all sides, neat as a knife, and blue in color.

Icebergs have various shapes, and the clean ice surface cracks into a beautiful texture like the back of a turtle, but it does not crack. The ice is as smooth and transparent as a mirror, which can show people.

When the golden light of the red sun shines on the ice peak, it is like putting a golden crown on the silver ice peak.

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Lushan Mountain is famous for its beauty and fog. Fortunately, I saw the morning fog clouds with my own eyes on the five old peaks. I sat on the stone bench, and I looked up, ah! There are so many clouds floating overhead. Sometimes they spread very quickly, and as soon as the wind blows, they fly and hover irregularly; Sometimes they hold each other tightly, no matter how the wind blows, they can't pull it open. I don't know how many changes have taken place in an instant. I turned my head again and looked at another kind of cloud: they curled up from the valley and rose slowly, always as light as smoke and as thin as yarn, but they would not be blown away by the wind.

Xiangshan, with its fiery leaves, attracted me with its unique scenery. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at the mountain, wow, it's like sunset falling on the waist of the mountain, and it's red everywhere. We set foot on the mountain road ... we climbed to the top of the mountain and looked around. There are red leaves everywhere, just like laying a carpet on Xiangshan.

Huangshan Mountain is really high, ups and downs, towering into the sky. Looking down from the top of the mountain, clouds are floating under your feet, and people on the mountain are like immortals, who can walk in clouds and go leisurely. Huangshan Mountain is really dangerous. I have never seen such a steep mountain peak in my life. The dangerous peaks stand upright, the rocks are rugged, the cliffs are steep and the rocks are broken. It is almost a 90-degree vertical stone ladder, which makes people feel scared from a distance. It seems that if you slip, you will immediately fall off the cliff and break into pieces. Less than 2 kilometers northwest of my home, it is the famous Wufu Mountain.

Wufu Mountain consists of five towering peaks arranged in a lotus shape. The surrounding low mountains are undulating, looking from a distance, like the huge waves of the sea rushing into the distance; The towering main peak is dozens of times higher than the surrounding mountains, just like a huge ship riding the wind and waves on the sea, coming from distant years. I climbed to the top of the mountain and looked around. What a charming scenery! Nearby, at the foot of the mountain, the lake is sparkling; In the distance, the mountains and valleys are connected, and the trees are shaded, just like the rough sea. On the top of the mountain, the pavilion with yellow top and red columns is hidden in the shade; Listening to birds singing in mountains and streams is intoxicating.

The rock walls of East Lake are in various forms, which is a wonder. It's really rugged and varied. There are many rocks and dangerous peaks. Looking up, the mountain peaks seem to be dyed green, and green is everywhere. There are also spectacular steep stone walls, which are horribly high and steep. Look up, really touching.

The mountains stand in front of us, with lush vegetation and flowers. The continuous drizzle evokes the clouds all over the mountains, and the peaks are looming in the clouds, which makes people feel mysterious and beautiful, high and cold.

Whenever there is fog, from a distance, Dashan looks like a beautiful girl, going to the dance and wearing a soft and beautiful gauze skirt; Whenever the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun smears a faint blush on the mountains, and it is like a shy bride, which makes people look back frequently and can't bear to leave.

There are countless ice peaks and snow cliffs. Some are like giants holding out their chests, some are like fairies twisting their waists, some are like swords piercing the sky, some are like flying silver dragons, and the summit is a cliff, all of which are masterpieces of natural genius.

Huang Yangjie is located in the northwest corner of Jinggangshan. It is often filled with dense fog and white as the sea, so it is also called Wang Yang Boundary. That situation is really full of weather. Looking forward through the vast smoke, a dazzling Yunshan is intertwined. Thick clouds are as heavy as mountains and distant mountains are as light as clouds. It is not clear whether the cloud is a mountain. Sometimes when the wind blows, pines, bamboos and miscellaneous trees all rise and fall, rolling up black waves and flapping the broken ridges and cliffs in front of Huang Yangjie.

The mountain is a sea of trees, and the towering fir trees at the top of the mountain stand on the cliff like nervous soldiers; Camellia oleifera, which is evergreen all the year round on the hillside, is covered with red and big fruits in autumn; Evergreen pine trees stretch their vigorous branches, big camphor trees at the foot of the mountain hold up a big umbrella, and thousands of birds jump and sing.

There is a cliff in front of us, stretching obliquely to the sky. In a gust of mountain wind, it seemed to dump on us. The path leading to the summit is really like a straight and narrow ladder hanging from the clouds. At first glance, the rolling mountains are one after another, high and sharp, horizontal and straight ... The shapes are really different, some are like camels, some are like monkeys, some are like long snakes, and some are like Mercedes-Benz wild horses. No wonder people call these mountains Snake Ridge, Lion Slope, Dog Cave, Niu Jiao Peak, Wild Boar Rock and Humanoid Mountain. ...

The beauty of Zhongtiaoshan lies not in touching legends. You see, those mountain roads, clear springs, winding streams, lush green leaves, flowers, terraces and reservoirs are scattered in the mountains. Countless mountains, rivers and fruits have made my hometown people and this fertile land have forged an indissoluble bond for generations, which is really the pride of Zhongtiaoshan!

The majestic five peaks of Wulaofeng are rugged and abrupt, just like five old people: an old monk with drooping eyebrows, a hero who sings with his head held high, a poet who sings with his head bowed, a woodcutter who wields an axe to chop wood, and a fisherman who fishes on the riverside, which is vivid and breathtaking.

We walked up the winding stone steps and came to Haitian Cave. I saw that the cave was dark and unpredictable. Through the faint light coming from the hole, we can vaguely see that the hole can accommodate 20 people. There are several holes in the cave. It's really hole after hole, hole after hole, hole after hole. We entered the inner hole from a hole, and several timid students stepped back in fear. A few classmates and I bravely approached the mouth of the cave, only to feel a chill coming head-on. It was too dark for me to see my fingers. We had to reach out and touch the steps and climb from side to side. Just halfway up, I don't know who shouted, "There's another hole here!" " "Then, we climbed in through this hole. I climbed about 1 foot. Suddenly, a light came and it was almost out of the hole. We climbed a few steps out of the hole. Looking up, I found a photo studio.

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The endless plain is flat and vast, like a huge dark green jade plate, which is breathtaking.

The endless plain stretches under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.

The intermittent rain, like a wisp of hazy smoke, enveloped the Huaihe River Plain stretching for thousands of miles.

The climate on the plateau is really unpredictable. Sometimes happy, sometimes angry; Sometimes it's windy, sometimes it's calm and motionless.

Spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail and fleeting.

There is also a thin river on the grassy grassland, which is exposed in the sun and looks like a glittering silver necklace from a distance.

On the grassland after the rain, wild flowers are in full bloom, like a flower scarf that has just been soaked in water, and even dew is colorful!

On the endless prairie, the breeze carries the fragrance of the soil and blows a large area of crops like ripples.

Night hangs over the grassland, a full moon shines from the fish-scale cloud gap, and the grassland is filled with hazy moonlight, rising like a faint silver fog.

How the grassland looks like the sea! Only quieter than the sea; How the grassland is like a picture without a frame, so vast that you can't see the edge.

From a distance, there are white clouds crawling on the grassland. It turns out that these are all sheep in the pasture, born in vain, fat and lovely, which makes the grassland more vibrant.

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On the grassland in summer, the air in the morning is particularly fresh, so I pestered my father to take a walk on the grassland. The faint scent of grass came to my face, and the bright red sunrise rose from Ran Ran, Ran Ran on the horizon, plating the vast grassland with a layer of gold. Dewdrops on the grass, like pearls embedded in jade, shine with colorful brilliance. I saw many unknown flowers on the grassland, including pink, white, yellow or blue, which made the grassland very beautiful. Lively birds are chirping and jumping on the grass.

Ah, this grass is too big to see at a glance, just like a big green carpet. Green flashing weeds are swaying in the breeze, mixed with clusters of small wild flowers. Xiaoxing told me that carnation is white, lily is crimson, Malan is dark pink, bell is light blue, dandelion is golden ... From a distance, it looks like a flower pattern embroidered on a green carpet. In spring, the ice and snow melt and everything recovers.

Spring breeze eats grass in the blue sky. The spring rain is light, the grass sprouts and the earth is green. White mushroom-shaped yurts are dotted on the carpet-like grassland, which is particularly eye-catching. The beautiful song of the shepherdess echoed on the grassland, and flocks of cattle and sheep fell to the ground like white clouds in the sky. What a picturesque scene!

The fields are lying in the bright sunshine, just after the autumn harvest, dotted with round straw piles everywhere. Yellow and black cows are scattered around eating grass leisurely. In some places, there are green plants, like green carpets. The stream winds through the fields, providing 10% sunlight.

Morning moment

* step out of the back door, surrounded by confusion, the trees in the distance can only see the vague outline. Quiet environment and fresh air make the whole person awake and comfortable.

* Every grass and tree, after a night of dew, looks unusually green and lovely. They seem to have forgotten the scorching sun that suffocated them yesterday, and are still dreaming sweet dreams.

* butterflies are flying among the flowers, attracting attention; They didn't notice the falling flowers on the ground.

* The sun explores the earth with a bullying attitude. The white fog finally left everything and turned the sun into the earth.

Winter snow

* Looking out of the window, I found a thick layer of crystal clear ice on the glass. Beautiful ice flowers are like the masterpieces of great natural sculptors. It has various forms and shapes. Pieces of shiny crystals are pieced together into pieces of art, and the whole' painting' is dotted with slowly flowing white jets. The jungle after the snow, whether pine, birch or elm, is wrapped in a silvery white quilt, which looks so pure and peaceful.

The sun poked its head out of the mist, as if calling me into this snowy world. Put on a thick snow coat, step out of the house slowly and step on the thick snow. Every step is particularly difficult. Cold and humid air is really everywhere. Now that it is fully armed, it still has a way to get into the bone from the boots.

Look at the sea.

* The sea, boundless and boundless, presents beauty to me unabashedly. The dark gray sea gently stroked the beach, rippling, so gentle and harmonious.

* The sun slowly emerged from the sea and dyed the surrounding sea water red. The sea is covered with a thin layer of red yarn. The mountains in the distance and the ships in the distance are all shrouded in the shyness of the sea. As the sun rises slowly, the surrounding clouds begin to turn into different colors. The original blue sea gradually turned into light blue.

If the sea in the morning is vibrant, then the sea at night is quiet and mysterious. In the dark blue sky, there are stars, and the moonlight is gently sprinkled on the sea, just like the dark blue satin like silk, embroidered with faint silver thread. This is a natural work of art. In this quiet night, walking barefoot in the sea, only on the soft and delicate beach, let the sea flow between my toes and my walking feet, absorbing the noise and troubles of the world, making me more indifferent, more calm and more superior.

1, spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream. "Ding Dong Ding Dong", like a magical singer of nature, is singing crisp and sweet songs and rushing forward. ...

Willows spread their yellow and green leaves and sway gently in the slight spring breeze, just like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful!

Every spring, red kapok, pink peony and white Chinese rose will be in full bloom. Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.

The buds on the branches of Chinese fir are quite fat and tender, reflecting the bright sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?

The color of spring

The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the meeting of all colors. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth.

The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool. Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool.

Wind and rain always come together. In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan." How well you speak! But is it more than "green"?

Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea. People face this ocean of blue, red and yellow ... gorgeous colors, and their troubles are gone, and their listlessness is gone. Thank the color of spring for giving us upward strength and confidence.

Look at the sky in spring. Why is the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes fly freely and soar freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children, but aren't they also trying to dress up spring and add the color of spring?

However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter. You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring.

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I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It is a grass that is silently bred and ignored by people. People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring?

I like spring.

Spring, you have finally come!

You came lightly with life and hope. You jumped over mountains, flew over rivers, and walked all the way. You have worked hard! But you can't rest for a moment. You can't wait to jump on the plains and mountains ... wherever you go, you are full of vitality and vigor.

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That cold love still exists, but there is no lack of warm early spring breeze. It was she who woke up the earth soberly, opened her sleepy eyes happily, and countless lives woke up. Spring breeze is the messenger of spring.

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I like the continuous spring rain. It is she who awakens the grass, moistens the poplars and blooms the primroses, telling mankind that spring is coming. The grass sneaked out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow shook its waist drum and danced with the wind. After the spring rain, the humid air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and the warm spring breeze blew head-on. Spring rain is the cultivator of life!

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Love the birds in spring, love all lovely creatures full of vitality, especially the lovely swallows. I often look for them on the steel wire, because they are like small and exquisite notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp"

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Every spring, in my hometown, I will walk on a high hillside, looking at the rushing spring water in the river, looking at the green jungle on the other side and the village completely submerged in peach blossoms. While enjoying the beautiful scenery, I breathe the fresh breath of spring and feel the beating pulse of spring. Ah! Such a vibrant spring!

Ah! Spring makes the earth look brand new. Spring is called all love, which brings joy and hope to mankind and urges us to make progress.

Spring often makes me think. People always regard spring as a symbol of life and hope, and our children are also called "Spring of the Motherland".

We are the life of the motherland, and we are the future spring of the motherland.

I like spring.

I'm looking forward to it. I'm finally looking forward to it. Spring is finally here!

She came lightly with life and hope. She walked all the way over mountains and rivers. She has worked hard! But she can't stop for a moment, so she can't wait to pounce on mountains, rivers and plains ... wherever she goes, there is unparalleled vitality.

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I like the cold but warm early spring breeze. It is it that gently awakens the earth, and the earth that has slept for a winter happily opens its sleepy eyes. Then, the seeds of hope are sown. Spring breeze is the messenger of life.

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I like the continuous spring rain. It is it that awakens the grass, moistens the willows and blooms the primrose, telling us that spring has come. The grass came out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow swaying waist, dancing with the wind; Primula shouted, "Good spring, tick, tick."

After the rain, the humid air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and the harmonious wind came on. Therefore, the spring rain is the cultivator of life!

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I like the chirping of birds and frogs in spring, and I also like all lovely and energetic creatures, especially the lovely swallows. I often look for them online. They are like delicate notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirping".

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Every time I come to Songhua River in spring, I walk on the high bank of Songhua River and the rushing spring water of Wangjiang, looking at the green jungle on the other side, breathing the incomparable refreshing breath of spring and feeling the violent pulse of spring. Ah, it's so comfortable!

Look again, over the beach of Sun Island, the kite fluttered, and the spring breeze sent it high and far, without legs or hands, and gradually melted into the light blue sky.

Spring often makes me think: people always regard spring as a symbol of life and hope, and our children are also called "the spring of the motherland".