scenic poem

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)

3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")

7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")

8. Peas are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

9. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man Books Jiangxi Mouth Wall")

10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: "Title Xilin Wall")

The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out. Li Bai's Three Poems "Difficult to Walk" (Part Two)

The wind is blowing in the clouds and Vega is flying in the countryside. Liu Bang's Song of the Wind

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. The fifth of Li He's twenty-three horse poems

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Li Bai sees Lushan Waterfall.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. Lu you's trip to Shanxi village

Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation. Du Mu's "Heritage"

The evil under evil is hard to change, and the public waste cannot be changed. He Chengtian's Treatise on Febrile Diseases

Live like a hero and die like a ghost. Li Qingzhao's quatrains 1 Poems describing mountains:

In Li Bai's Dream of Climbing Mount Tianmu

On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.

Topic Xilin Shibi Su Shi

Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.

Zhong Nanshan by Wang Wei

Its huge height is close to the city of heaven, from the mountain to the corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

Second, the poem describing water:

In Li Bai's Into the Wine

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

In Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan

..... At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you not forget Jiangnan?

Composition "There are mountains and water" Mountains and water are elegant and smart, but they always keep monotonous blue.

Mountains are calm and heavy, but they can show their beauty in different colors and landscapes all year round.

Liveliness has a monotonous side, and quietness has changing colors.

The combination of static and dynamic, monotonous and wonderful, also constitutes the most beautiful scenery.

Water, so smart and beautiful, is fascinating; Water, so choppy, is full of infinite * * *.

Magnificent waterfalls, surging waves, tinkling springs, gurgling rivers and endless mountains; Mountain, steep and straight; The mountain stands tall; Mountain, magnificent; The mountains are novel and beautiful.

Mountain, silent, regretless and fearless, never stops interpreting the most beautiful scenery for the world.

Love the water, a wise man, also loves mountains.

I am neither a wise man nor a benevolent man, but I prefer mountains and rivers. Finally understand that the most beautiful scenery is not smart water, nor calm mountains, but the interweaving of mountains and water.

Mountains are towering because of water, and water is beautiful because of mountains. Mountains and rivers produce civilization, and mountains and rivers continue life. The mountains cover the water, so there is a clear pond, and the water moistens the mountains, so there are flowers and trees.

Mountains and rivers, let mountains and rivers blend, let agility and calmness combine, and let the wise and the benevolent complement each other.

There are mountains, water, boats and trees. In our school, there is an ancient acacia tree, a composition for the fourth grade of primary school, and a tall acacia tree. What a big acacia tree, it is divided into two branches, one from the south and the other from the north, like two big umbrellas. What a lush acacia! Its branches and leaves spread in all directions, covering almost our whole building. The leaves of acacia are small and long. Kind of like the leaves of Gleditsia sinensis. Small leaves cluster and grow layer by layer, forming some huge green tents. In spring, it rains lightly. The acacia trees cover us, so the raindrops won't fall soon. We can do exercises and play games on the playground as usual. In summer, the sun is shining. With the shelter of acacia, the hot sun can only cast a little light. Tall acacia. When we play on the playground, we are cool. In autumn, many acacia fruits on acacia trees are ripe, just like common lentils. Senior students climbed the tree and hooked the acacia fruit with a small bamboo pole with a hook. Pupils put them in baskets and give them to teachers. The teacher boiled water with acacia fruit every day and put it in the washbasin. It's all white and clean again After work, our hands and arms are covered with dirt and mud. After being washed with acacia water, they regained their vitality. In winter, acacia leaves fall. Small yellow leaves keep falling and spreading on the ground layer by layer. At this time, we swept the leaves together and piled them under the foot of the wall. I remember one day, the weather. You used to burn yourself and give us warmth. Acacia, how much happiness and enlightenment you have given us. "think about it, as if a seed took root in my heart. ...

I love the earth and the home where we live.

Love her green mountains and green waters, love her green grass and blue sky ... I play and laugh with butterflies in the fragrant flowers in the field; In the lush forest, I chase and sing with birds; Early in the morning, I went for an outing in Yuan Ye with light steps. The mist filled the air, like a piece of white gauze floating gently in the air.

Sucking the flowers and enjoying the sunshine bath, I am intoxicated in this ecstatic dream; In the evening, I sat in a farmhouse with fragrant rice, looking up at the bright stars and listening to cicadas and frogs, as if I were in a fairy tale kingdom.

In spring, I sit on the back of a cow and listen to the pastoral melody and melodious flute on the endless grassland.

In summer, I sat in a boat, paddled the green lake, and watched the seagulls skim across the vast lake lightly; In autumn, I stand under the tree, expecting the golden leaves to fall one by one; In winter, I stand at the window and admire the snowflakes flying in the air.

My heart is drunk in this picturesque fairyland! Once upon a time, people hacked and hacked, destroying the ecological balance of nature.

Dunes have swallowed up thousands of hectares of fertile land, floods have destroyed lovely homes, and nature's revenge has embarrassed mankind.

Meishuixi once said that there would be no human beings without nature, which is the simplest truth in the world.

Blindly plundering and conquering nature will only destroy the ecosystem and bring mankind to the brink of difficulties.

This sentence is absolutely true. People don't give face to nature, and nature certainly won't give people a way back. In fact, the flood in 1998 and the sandstorm in 2000 were both warnings issued by nature to human beings.

Once upon a time, people arrested and killed indiscriminately, which made human friends suffer greatly.

"There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths", which is the truest portrayal of the consequences of killing animals.

From the bear injury of college students to the crazy hunting of fools, will humans also point their guns at themselves? Remember, protecting animals means protecting ourselves.

Once upon a time, the outbreak of war left our planet devastated.

Although the mushroom cloud over Hiroshima and Nagasaki has dissipated for more than half a century, it is still barren.

Therefore, peace is an important prerequisite for environmental protection of all mankind.

I can't imagine how miserable the world will be if we continue like this. Nothing grows on the ground, the sky is full of dust, and human beings will become piles of bones in the scream of the devil.

At that time, we could only say that man once belonged to the earth, but the earth will never belong to man again.

Gu once said that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

The historical responsibility of protecting the environment and maintaining ecological balance should fall on our cross-century generation.

Let's all care about nature, love the earth, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart, and build a green levee to defend resources, environment, the earth and our beautiful home! The questioner's evaluation, thank you!

A 400-word composition describing beautiful scenery must have mountains and waters \ r \ Jiuli Lake is a representative scenic spot of Xianyou, with beautiful scenery and a good place to travel.

\ r \ nI I have seen Lanxi where the microwave is shining and visited the deep blue reservoir, but the water in Jiuli Lake has its unique beauty.

The water in Jiuli Lake is very clear, and you can see large black rocks at the bottom. The water in Jiuli Lake is really cold. Walking barefoot in the water, the whole body's heat is gone; The waterfall in Jiuli Lake is really swift, pouring down from the cliff, flapping the rocks below, splashing huge water and making a deafening sound.

\r\n The water in Jiuli Lake brings you not only a cool and magnificent waterfall, but also a deep aftertaste.

Of course there are mountains and water! The mountains of Jiuli Lake are as beautiful and spectacular as the water.

\ r \ The mountains in Jiuli Lake are really dangerous. The rocky cliff is scary, and I'm afraid it will fall down accidentally.

The mountain of Jiuli Lake is really beautiful, like a green barrier. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are all trees, all green, reflected in the water. There are too many mountains in Jiuli Lake, and I can't get enough of them. Their postures are different and memorable.

\r\n Jiuli Lake is a beautiful landscape painting with mountains and rivers as the background.

600 words friend, have you been to my hometown-Qingshan? There is a small county with beautiful scenery. The city is surrounded by winding mountains. Whenever I look from the window, the green hills rise and fall like dragons. I think this is the origin of the name "Castle Peak". The mountains and rivers in my hometown are 600 words.

In spring, the trees on the mountain take out new branches and buds and grow green leaves; The grass is green. From a distance, the mountains and plains are covered with a green blanket.

People dig bamboo shoots in the mountains, and when they are tired, they lie on the green blanket and sleep comfortably.

In summer, the trees on the mountain grow luxuriantly, and people who work on the mountain often enjoy the cool under the trees.

Wild flowers are everywhere on the hillside, red, yellow, pink, blue and purple.

The second lesson of the fourth grade book 1 The writing about landscape entered the park gate. The first thing that caught your eye was the yellow leaves all over the ground and the tall French phoenix tree, which had lost its former elegant demeanour of shady green leaves and was somewhat sad and thin, reminding people of the faltering old man.

From time to time, the yellow leaves falling on the trees circled with the wind, "falling from the sky" and scattered on lawns, ponds and paths, giving the beautiful scenery a mottled color.

In the garden, the open lawn is covered with shallow grass and full of autumn, which is like a golden carpet in the morning light.

Surrounded by tall and straight cedars and lush green leaves, people feel infinite vitality.

Walking on the path, there are flower beds full of flowers everywhere, and the scenery is gratifying.

Strings of red are like burning flames, competing to open; White chrysanthemums are like exquisite handicrafts carved from ivory. Flowers are huge, pure and beautiful, embedded in a string of red, red and white, which set each other off. Really beautiful! When I walked to the edge of the lotus pond, I was attracted by the pattern of fallen leaves in the pond. Yellow leaves of different shades float and sink in the pond, some float on the water alone, like a boat in a lake, and some three or five pieces get together, and when they are blown away by the wind, they are separated and combined, and fuzzy images of dogs, cats, tall buildings and mountains appear in front of people.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the pond rippled. They ran to the other side of the pond together, nothing like it.

Only the fallen leaves nestled in the corner of the pool keep a fixed shape no matter how the wind blows.

Last summer vacation, my mother took me to Wuyuan, known as "the first village in China", and visited the beautiful scenery.

Wuyuan has mountains, water, boats, bridges and people.

As soon as I got off the bus, I couldn't wait to take a long breath of air, which was really refreshing.

Walking up the hill along the shop, you can vaguely hear the sound of water, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes not. Unconsciously, the sound of water grew louder. Looking into the distance, a piece of green came into view. The wind gently blows on the water surface, rippling layer by layer, as if grass and flowers are also fascinated by it.

I entered the scenic spot, entered the mountain, walked along the mountain road for a while, and got halfway up the mountain. I feel tired. At this moment, I saw a clear spring flowing down from the mountain. This is the source of the lake below, as clear as the water below.

The trees on the mountain are also unique! The trunk is old and crooked, and the leaves are green and refreshing. I picked up the leaves and smelled them. A faint fragrance got into my nose. "It's really comfortable," I said.

At this time, another stream gushed from the mountain stream. A small bridge spans both ends of the stream. This bridge is very old and simple in structure. The stone is gray, but it is carved with exquisite patterns.

Looking at the water from the bridge, I really look like a child, whistling and humming a little song and running down the hill.

Although the mountain road is long, it is not dangerous and tortuous.

Looking down from the mountain, you can have a panoramic view. Emerald tiles, gray stone walls and simple doors and windows are looming in the mountains, and the words "bridge, running water and people" suddenly come to mind! I love the green hills and forests of Wuyuan, and I love the bridges, flowing water and people of Wuyuan more.

My hometown, Zhucheng, Shandong, is a good place with rich resources and outstanding people.

Since the beginning of the new century, with the care of the Party and * *, Zhucheng has become more and more beautiful.

Standing in the downtown area of a skyscraper and looking south, it is a beautiful landscape painting.

The towering long mountain stands in the south of Sanlizhuang Reservoir, where Qingfeng stands upright and surrounded by clear water.

Pinus massoniana is lush all the year round on the mountain, and the reservoir below shines in the sun. The water is sparkling and the breeze is blowing gently, just like a golden dragon flying and the scales are shining.

Willow was crying at the water's edge, wicker was hanging upside down at the water's edge, and the shy girl who explained Buddha bowed her head and sang.

The boat is rippling on the water and turning around leisurely.

The water is crystal clear, and the fish are swimming leisurely in the water ... what a bright landscape painting.

Looking north from the city center, the rippling Weihe Park lies quietly on the edge of the magnificent development zone, with lush trees and beautiful villas.

The roads in the development zone are straight and flat, criss-crossing, and people come and go, which is a busy scene.

Looking to the northwest, the dinosaur park appears in front of us. The tall dinosaur museum is hidden in the green trees ... The TV signal tower and the quaint gymnasium are vividly visible ... To the east, it is a densely populated village. In the gap between the green trees, bungalows with red tiles and white walls are staggered.

Clusters of white Sophora flowers are in full bloom, emitting fragrance, and the breeze blows, and the fragrance floats ten miles, which is refreshing ... In the city, the asphalt roads are flat and straight, high-rise buildings are row upon row, the green belts are neat and green, the streets are full of traffic, and people are bustling from north to south. The school is full of people, and the books are loud ... At night, the neon lights in the city are flashing and the high-rise buildings are dressed like.

The shops on both sides of the street are brightly lit, and the cleaners are sweeping the garbage on the roadside in obscurity ... what a peaceful and prosperous scene! A city of misty rain and half flowers, 100 thousand people do their reading.

This is a beautiful city, a charming city.

Zhucheng is beautiful in mountains, waters and people!

An essay on mountains and rivers is urgent. This summer vacation, my parents will take me to play. Where to play? Guilin, of course! Because it is my dream place, and I heard that it is picturesque and picturesque.

There is also a poem describing Guilin: "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world, and Yangshuo's landscape is the best in the world.

"After the departure, I was immersed in joy all the way.

As soon as I got off the bus, I ran to the dock where I took the boat.

There are many cruise ships, large and small, docked at the dock, and we boarded one of them.

I saw that the river was so clear that even the stones and sand grains at the bottom of the river could be clearly seen, not to mention the small fish and shrimps swimming around playing hide and seek! On both sides of the river are rolling peaks. The first thing you see is Wuzhishan. Those five fingers are as vivid as Tathagata's big palm.

Down the river, and then I saw a bigger mountain, called Jiumafeng.

If you don't look carefully, you will think that this is just an ordinary mountain, but if you look closely, you will find that there are really nine horses on the front of the mountain, some are grazing, some are running wildly, and some are craning their necks as if roaring. How rich! On my way home, I passed the most interesting Moon Mountain. There is a big disk on the front hill, which is as round as the moon on the night of 16 every month.

Viewed from the side, it looks like a curved moon bud, and the shape of the moon will vary depending on the angle you stand at.

Guilin, you have so many beautiful scenery, I am so proud of you!

My hometown is Xijiadian Village in Danjiangkou. My mother and I went there to see my grandmother during the summer vacation.

The next day, my neighbor's sister Xiaoqing enthusiastically said to me, "Let me take you to see the mountain!" " "Xiaoqing elder sister is one year older than me, and her dark skin looks strong and energetic.

She took me up the mountain along the winding path, halfway up the mountain, and I saw the winding mountains around me, magnificent.

Some are like walking dragons, and some are like swords pointing to the blue sky.

The mountains are full of pines and cypresses, and the breeze blows pines.

All over the mountains are smiling and falling in love.

The air is full of the fragrance of Shan Ye. I believe I picked a lot of wild flowers, woven them into garlands and put them on my head, like flower fairies in the mountains.

Sister Xiaoqing said to me, "How precious we are in the mountains!" I asked curiously, "What treasure?" She told me, "There are many herbs growing here.

Do you have Bupleurum for treating colds and fever and sand for clearing away heat and moistening the lungs? Houttuynia cordata and Prunella vulgaris with anti-inflammatory and detoxicating effects ...

Children in our mountains have been collecting herbs since childhood and selling money to pay tuition.

"I didn't expect these plants to be so helpful to our bodies.

It opened my eyes and benefited me a lot.

Time flies, but the mountains in my hometown are often reflected in front of me, and the water in my hometown still flows in my heart from time to time.

I love them and miss them.

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