Poems describing Zhangjiajie Grand Canyon

Poetry about Zhangjiajie 1. Zhangjiajie poetry

3,000 strange peaks stand above the original wilderness; Eight hundred beautiful rivers meander through the valley.

Ah! Beautiful Zhangjiajie! Let my heart go to my heart, I will fall in love at first sight; You are the representative of Napu world, typical, and the spirit of mountains. Gullies are vertical and horizontal, and rock peaks are towering; Trees are lush, birds and animals flock.

You are a combination of "male, strange, secluded, wild and dangerous", and you are a combination of "forest, cave, lake, waterfall and stone". Happy animal kingdom, all because of your warm embrace; Rich plant paradise, all because of your suitable environment.

Qifeng, full of stones; Deep valleys and gurgling streams; Beautiful forest, lush. You are a beautiful maze of nature ... five steps and one scene, all intoxicated tourists; Ten steps, one sky, and re-entry into fairyland.

What a paradise, what a fairyland on earth! Ah! You are a magnified bonsai, which makes visitors beautiful; You are a shrinking fairyland that puzzles the world. You are the soul of my poems, books and paintings, and you are the love of my songs, poems and songs; You are the source of China's landscape paintings, and you are the soul of all things in the world ... On the way, Joo Won? was shocked by five steps and seven steps; Ten steps away, dumbfounded.

Visit the waist village of Zhang Jiaban Shen Congwen, deep in Jin Bianxi. Go to Huangshizhai Village and see the mountains and rivers.

Wuling Wonderland, Yang Guoxiang, Wang Yue, Elves Gathering, Sanshan Zi Ning. Where is fairyland? Look for it in Wulingyuan.

Praise the wild adventure and beautiful scenery of Qingyan Mountain in Liao Hansheng. Huangshan is a handsome warrior, and Qingyan is even better.

Qingyan Mountain is still hot and sunny, and this mountain is cool alone. The world should stop here and purify the heart and intestines.

Listening to the stream at night: a great event in Mo Yingfeng's life: listening to Jin Bianxi at night. Even if the mountains fall, I am willing to grind them into mud.

You can go swimming in Qingxintan, the peak of Gongnan, where the sun is shining and the stream is winding and deep. Bitan Cangyan is empty and bright, and the leaning tower reflects clearly.

Wu Huizhong, a natural picture, can't reach Zhangjiajie. How can he know that the world is strange? Looking back, the dust is low.

Lohan welcomes guests early, and Yun Fei enters the valley late. Natural picture, it is better to have a rest and go home.

Li likes going to Zhangjiajie, where the scenery is first-class. The golden whip rises to the ground, and the silver sword is drawn in the sky.

The peak moves in the clouds and the water is in the continent. Cicadas are singing constantly, and people are traveling in a picture world.

Zhangjiajie's trip to Aidingsheng, Xiao Deng Huangshizhai, Golden Whip Rock. Cliffs are like knives, mountains are like axes.

Clouds rise from the foot of the mountain and the sun rises from the edge of the ridge. Want to go with the flow, where is Penglai? He Haoju, who won, shook thousands of pines and cypresses, and the strange stone pierced the sky.

The jade column is the sky, and the golden whip pulls the ground. Cloud back to huangshizhai (huangshizhai), Rizhao looked at Lang Feng.

Where did the victory come from? It should surprise the chemical industry. Visiting Zhangjiajie has a feeling that Ruixiang's stones are psychic and full of life.

The golden whip flashes in the sun, and the bright moon holds jade. On the edge of the stream, the grass is green, and on the top of the rock, the grass is green.

Climbing the rugged road requires ambitious people. The feeling of returning to Zhangjiajie from America in summer.

I have heard about the beauty of fairyland for a long time, so I traveled to my country. Cuifeng rises from the clouds and the blue stream gurgles.

I am better than Zhong Dai, and I praise America and Europe. Abundance is not empty, but dreams are long.

Jin Bianxi sang Wu Zhangshu's Golden Whip in a secluded place, listening to the sound of a stream 20 miles away. One step at a time, thousands of peaks and shapes.

Lion Village is surrounded by mountains and clear water. I finally know Taoyuan Road, and now I'm going to Wuling.

The Luqing Wenqi stream in Maohua Street is layered with high mountains. It's hard to keep your mouth down and your knees down.

The cloud in Taniguchi is white, and the birds in the forest are charming. Feng Wan stands tall, overlooking the eventful.

Chang Xiuying, a tourist from Zhangjiajie, sent Comrade Meng Qi a car into Zhangjiajie, and the dust has fallen by half. Trees are green for a thousand years, but people are old for a hundred years.

Righteousness attaches great importance to forest festival, and clothes become laughing monkeys. If pine trees and fir trees know me, the wind will nod.

Looking at the golden whip in the sunset, Peng's beauty has been hidden for a long time, pure and natural. The forest is primitive, and the streams and valleys are too mysterious.

The mountains are green and the springs are flowing. Clouds and stones stand tall, and the golden whip is seen in the sunset.

In the secluded path of Chinese fir forest, Li was accompanied by the gang. People are separated by smoke trees, and streams sound dangerous.

Ladder cliff, stone gap hanging loose. Further up Huangshi Road, the clouds are deepest and heaviest.

Lu Mao and Wang Ruting stood at the top of the mountain, connected with the height of Shan Ye. People and birds are white, and trees are yellow.

On this day, I was digging and digging, and I said the battlefield of that year. Duh, it's close at hand, and the news is fading.

Zhao Duan of Yongbaizhang Gorge is swimming in the gorge and still drawing. The wall loves double screen columns, and the sky sees a line.

There are apes everywhere, and there are old trees and leaves. Returning home late, spring sounds cross-strait.

Zhangjiajie is rich and good in swimming, and the scenery is cloudy. Qifeng rises from the ground, and teams are arranged in fairy classes.

The beauty of the Rock Valley is unique. The morning glow is hidden, and suddenly the clouds are filled.

There are few narrow paths, and it is difficult to climb near the risk. Shenlin lost his way, Lu 'an Green Bay.

The waterfalls are deafening and the springs are gurgling. Floating life is like a big dream, between heaven and earth.

I want to build a cabin, but I don't want to return it. Visit Zhangjiajie Li Youyuan Zhangjiajie, China, a fairy mountain on earth.

The blue sea hides deep valleys, and the green hills are purple. The towering peaks lie across the sky, and the cliffs are shrouded in clouds.

Yaotai stands in Yellowstone, while Maze stands in golden whip. The overpass spans the sky, and the silver waterfall hangs in the sky.

Moss spreads stones, and rain sprinkles high and low springs. Gu Teng is deep, and Jinsong leans to the sky.

The ape sings clearly, and the deer calls for meaning. The aura comes out of the secluded place, and the treasure light strings copper coins.

Cool, fresh and broad. I love the late peak forest, and the sky turns to the jade plate.

2. Poems describing Zhangjiajie

3,000 strange peaks stand above the original wilderness; Eight hundred beautiful rivers meander through the valley.

Ah! Beautiful Zhangjiajie! Let my heart go to my heart, I will fall in love at first sight; You are the representative of Napu world, typical, and the spirit of mountains. Gullies are vertical and horizontal, and rock peaks are towering; Trees are lush, birds and animals flock.

You are a combination of "male, strange, secluded, wild and dangerous", and you are a combination of "forest, cave, lake, waterfall and stone". Happy animal kingdom, all because of your warm embrace; Rich plant paradise, all because of your suitable environment.

Qifeng, full of stones; Deep valleys and gurgling streams; Beautiful forest, lush. You are a beautiful maze of nature ... five steps and one scene, all intoxicated tourists; Ten steps, one sky, and re-entry into fairyland.

What a paradise, what a fairyland on earth! Ah! You are a magnified bonsai, which makes visitors beautiful; You are a shrinking fairyland that puzzles the world. You are the soul of my poems, books and paintings, and you are the love of my songs, poems and songs; You are the source of China's landscape paintings, and you are the soul of all things in the world ... On the way, Joo Won? was shocked by five steps and seven steps; Ten steps away, dumbfounded.

Visit the waist village of Zhang Jiaban Shen Congwen, deep in Jin Bianxi. Go to Huangshizhai Village and see the mountains and rivers.

Wuling Wonderland, Yang Guoxiang, Wang Yue, Elves Gathering, Sanshan Zi Ning. Where is fairyland? Look for it in Wulingyuan.

Praise the wild adventure and beautiful scenery of Qingyan Mountain in Liao Hansheng. Huangshan is a handsome warrior, and Qingyan is even better.

Qingyan Mountain is still hot and sunny, and this mountain is cool alone. The world should stop here and purify the heart and intestines.

Listening to the stream at night: a great event in Mo Yingfeng's life: listening to Jin Bianxi at night. Even if the mountains fall, I am willing to grind them into mud.

You can go swimming in Qingxintan, the peak of Gongnan, where the sun is shining and the stream is winding and deep. Bitan Cangyan is empty and bright, and the leaning tower reflects clearly.

Wu Huizhong, a natural picture, can't reach Zhangjiajie. How can he know that the world is strange? Looking back, the dust is low.

Lohan welcomes guests early, and Yun Fei enters the valley late. Natural picture, it is better to have a rest and go home.

Li likes going to Zhangjiajie, where the scenery is first-class. The golden whip rises to the ground, and the silver sword is drawn in the sky.

The peak moves in the clouds and the water is in the continent. Cicadas are singing constantly, and people are traveling in a picture world.

Zhangjiajie's trip to Aidingsheng, Xiao Deng Huangshizhai, Golden Whip Rock. Cliffs are like knives, mountains are like axes.

Clouds rise from the foot of the mountain and the sun rises from the edge of the ridge. Want to go with the flow, where is Penglai? He Haoju, who won, shook thousands of pines and cypresses, and the strange stone pierced the sky.

The jade column is the sky, and the golden whip pulls the ground. Cloud back to huangshizhai (huangshizhai), Rizhao looked at Lang Feng.

Where did the victory come from? It should surprise the chemical industry. Visiting Zhangjiajie has a feeling that Ruixiang's stones are psychic and full of life.

The golden whip flashes in the sun, and the bright moon holds jade. On the edge of the stream, the grass is green, and on the top of the rock, the grass is green.

Climbing the rugged road requires ambitious people. The feeling of returning to Zhangjiajie from America in summer.

I have heard about the beauty of fairyland for a long time, so I traveled to my country. Cuifeng rises from the clouds and the blue stream gurgles.

I am better than Zhong Dai, and I praise America and Europe. Abundance is not empty, but dreams are long.

Jin Bianxi sang Wu Zhangshu's Golden Whip in a secluded place, listening to the sound of a stream 20 miles away. One step at a time, thousands of peaks and shapes.

Lion Village is surrounded by mountains and clear water. I finally know Taoyuan Road, and now I'm going to Wuling.

The Luqing Wenqi stream in Maohua Street is layered with high mountains. It's hard to keep your mouth down and your knees down.

The cloud in Taniguchi is white, and the birds in the forest are charming. Feng Wan stands tall, overlooking the eventful.

Chang Xiuying, a tourist from Zhangjiajie, sent Comrade Meng Qi a car into Zhangjiajie, and the dust has fallen by half. Trees are green for a thousand years, but people are old for a hundred years.

Righteousness attaches great importance to forest festival, and clothes become laughing monkeys. If pine trees and fir trees know me, the wind will nod.

Looking at the golden whip in the sunset, Peng's beauty has been hidden for a long time, pure and natural. The forest is primitive, and the streams and valleys are too mysterious.

The mountains are green and the springs are flowing. Clouds and stones stand tall, and the golden whip is seen in the sunset.

In the secluded path of Chinese fir forest, Li was accompanied by the gang. People are separated by smoke trees, and streams sound dangerous.

Ladder cliff, stone gap hanging loose. Further up Huangshi Road, the clouds are deepest and heaviest.

Lu Mao and Wang Ruting stood at the top of the mountain, connected with the height of Shan Ye. People and birds are white, and trees are yellow.

On this day, I was digging and digging, and I said the battlefield of that year. Duh, it's close at hand, and the news is fading.

Zhao Duan of Yongbaizhang Gorge is swimming in the gorge and still drawing. The wall loves double screen columns, and the sky sees a line.

There are apes everywhere, and there are old trees and leaves. Returning home late, spring sounds cross-strait.

Zhangjiajie is rich and good in swimming, and the scenery is cloudy. Qifeng rises from the ground, and teams are arranged in fairy classes.

The beauty of the Rock Valley is unique. The morning glow is hidden, and suddenly the clouds are filled.

There are few narrow paths, and it is difficult to climb near the risk. Shenlin lost his way, Lu 'an Green Bay.

The waterfalls are deafening and the springs are gurgling. Floating life is like a big dream, between heaven and earth.

I want to build a cabin, but I don't want to return it. Visit Zhangjiajie Li Youyuan Zhangjiajie, China, a fairy mountain on earth.

The blue sea hides deep valleys, and the green hills are purple. The towering peaks lie across the sky, and the cliffs are shrouded in clouds.

Yaotai stands in Yellowstone, while Maze stands in golden whip. The overpass spans the sky, and the silver waterfall hangs in the sky.

Moss spreads stones, and rain sprinkles high and low springs. Gu Teng is deep, and Jinsong leans to the sky.

The ape sings clearly, and the deer calls for meaning. The aura comes out of the secluded place, and the treasure light strings copper coins.

Cool, fresh and broad. I love the late peak forest, and the sky turns to the jade plate.

3. What are the ancient poems describing Zhangjiajie?

1, Zhangjiajie is the third place in ancient times.

Contemporary: Cheng Bin

After living in a busy city for a long time, I sneaked into the mountain house.

The Shan family asked them where they came from and envied my affluent life.

Translation:

I have been living in a busy place and sneaking into the mountains.

People in the mountains asked me where I came from and envied me for living in a bustling place.

2. Zhangjiajie is 33 rd and 4 th.

Contemporary: Cheng Bin

Dressed in hemp fiber, the mountain girl swept the stranger in the rain alone.

If you get lost in the mountains, ask the guests in the distant mountains.

Translation:

The peasant women in the mountains wore hemp fiber and cleaned in the rain alone.

If you get lost in the mountains, you can ask the people who live in the distant mountains.

3. Zhangjiajie is thirty-three and seventh.

Contemporary: Cheng Bin

A bag of water, an umbrella and a dress.

An old coat makes a traveler in the mountains.

Translation:

A schoolbag, a bottle of water, an umbrella and a pair of shoes.

An old coat with a collar, a mountain guest.

4. Zhangjiajie is ancient and unique.

Contemporary: Cheng Bin

You walk in the mountains without looking at the scenery.

Every mountain is a scene. What's the hurry?

Translation:

When playing in the mountains, don't look at the scenery in the mountains, just walk in the mountains.

Every mountain is beautiful, so don't rush for anything.

5. Zhangjiajie has thirty-three ancient poems and ten poems.

Contemporary: Cheng Bin

I became an orphan where the fairy presented flowers.

There are no scattered flowers, but a group of flowers.

Translation:

When I arrived at the place where the fairy presented flowers, I found that I was the only one.

I didn't see anyone scattered flowers, but I saw groups of flowers scattered.

4. What poems and travel notes describe Zhangjiajie?

Five amazing steps, seven amazing steps; Ten steps away, dumbfounded. -Joo Won? is on his way to sightseeing.

The dangerous Yaocun is deep in Jin Bianxi. Go to Huangshizhai Village and see the mountains and rivers. -Shen Congwen's "You Zhang Jia Ban"

The spirits of Wang Yue gather, and the three mountains are purple and concentrated. Where is fairyland? Look for it in Wulingyuan. -Wuling wonderland in Yang Guoxiang.

The outdoor adventure is beautiful and the scenery is beautiful. Huangshan is a handsome warrior, and Qingyan is even better. -Liao Hansheng's "Zanqing Rock Mountain"

In a hot world, this mountain is cool alone. The world should stop here and purify the heart and intestines. -Shang Yang's "Qingyan Mountain"

Only when you get to Zhangjiajie can you know the wonders of the world. Looking back, the dust is low. Lohan welcomes guests early, and Yun Fei enters the valley late. Natural picture, it is better to have a rest and go home. -Wu Huizhong's "The Picture of Nature"

Hello, Zhangjiajie, the scenery is first-class. The golden whip rises to the ground, and the silver sword is drawn in the sky. The peak moves in the clouds and the water is in the continent. Cicadas are singing constantly, and people are traveling in a picture world. -Li, "Tour Zhangjiajie"

Small yellow light stone village, Sumu golden whip rock. Cliffs are like knives, mountains are like axes. Clouds rise from the foot of the mountain and the sun rises from the edge of the ridge. Want to go with the flow, where is Penglai? -A Journey to Zhangjiajie by Ai Dingsheng

Hard rocks are psychic, and they are born in various ways. The golden whip flashes in the sun, and the bright moon holds jade. On the edge of the stream, the grass is green, and on the top of the rock, the grass is green. Climbing the rugged road requires ambitious people. —— Thoughts on Cheng Ruixiang's visit to Zhangjiajie

In the secluded path of Chinese fir forest, we help each other. People are separated by smoke trees, and streams sound dangerous. Ladder cliff, stone gap hanging loose. Further up Huangshi Road, the clouds are deepest and heaviest. -Li's "Quiet Chinese fir forest"

5. Describe Zhangjiajie's poems

Lu Qing Wen Qi

The stream is curved layer by layer and the mountain line is high.

It's hard to keep your mouth down and your knees down.

The cloud in Taniguchi is white, and the birds in the forest are charming.

Feng Wan stands tall, overlooking the eventful.

Zhangjiajie tourism

Chang Xiuying

To Comrade Meng Qi.

When the car entered Zhangjiajie, the dust fell by half.

Trees are green for a thousand years, but people are old for a hundred years.

Righteousness attaches great importance to forest festival, and clothes become laughing monkeys.

If pine trees and fir trees know me, the wind will nod.

Looking at the golden whip in the sunset

a surname

Beauty hides in the boudoir for a long time, and innocence gives birth to nature.

The forest is primitive, and the streams and valleys are too mysterious.

The mountains are green and the springs are flowing.

Clouds and stones stand tall, and the golden whip is seen in the sunset.

6. Sentences describing Zhangjiajie (no poems)

1. Almost all the scenic spots in Zhangjiajie are "wild".

This mountain is desolate. The mountain in Yuanjiajie is a thrilling beauty: take the Bailong ladder and go straight into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, I reached an altitude of several thousand meters, and when I got off the ladder, I found that there were cliffs all around. What is even more daunting is that there are flat peach-like stones on the cliff that will shake.

The front garden and the back garden are actually the most beautiful and steep places in the Yuan family. The mountain in Yuanjiajie is a refreshing beauty: the beautiful rock peak does not add any burden.

The mountains in Yuanjiajie are wild beauty: "Shili Gallery" and "Jin Bianxi", whose names make people feel extraordinary. The two old people are relatively dependent on each other, just like talking about "yellow people falling in love."

This mouse, with its back to the sky, was named "golden mouse looking up to the sky". Water is wild.

The water in Jin Bianxi is pleasant and beautiful: it always runs around like a wild child. It runs around Panshan Mountain, and it runs with Panshan Highway.

The water in Jin Bianxi is wonderful: Look! The yellow tributaries and the white tributaries are wonderfully merged and magically separated. The water in Jin Bianxi is a naughty beauty: it hits rocks and splashes.

Animals are wild. That mountain macaque is not afraid of people.

If you have a snack in your hand, it will rush to it regardless. When you leave the food and run away, it will have a nice bite of the trophy! In Shan Ye, wild animals are wild, so are we: we cross the river by feeling the stones.

Our teachers seem to be talking and laughing all over the mountains, rejuvenating and returning to nature in the pushing and shoving of streams. Teacher's comment: The little author used "wild" to summarize the characteristics of Zhangjiajie, which is really a novel word.

The composition describes the mountains, water and animals in Zhangjiajie from the perspective of "wild" and vividly shows the beauty of "wild" in Zhangjiajie. For example, write a mountain, "that mouse is on its back, so it is called' golden mouse looking up to the sky'"; Write water, "water will never be stable and will always run around like a wild child"; Write animals, "That mountain macaque is not afraid of people.

If you have a snack in your hand, it will rush to it, making readers feel the wildness of Zhangjiajie and taking care of the theme. The composition is clear, novel and consistent with the topic.

The little author not only observes carefully, summarizes vividly, but also has a high writing level. In "it will rush up regardless of everything", change "get" to "land".

7. Describe the ancient poems of Zhangjiajie

A trip to Wen Zhuang

one

Clouds, steam, fog, deep lock, ups and downs.

Nine-day spectrum of dragon dance new song, spring scenery of Wuling crown.

two

The flowers are covered with red leaves and green leaves on both sides, and the shadows on the branches are sparse.

Welcome guests from afar with all kinds of delicious food, and have a bright moon and a welcome bead during the conversation.

Manbu west steet

It's a sunny day by the mountain and river, and we are laughing.

The soil rhyme and the Miao wind are like dew, and the dance around the Suoxi River lingers.

Hu baofeng

A lake with green peaks, a hundred trees compete for spring and reflect water red.

The road turns to the peak, the gas disappears, and the strange water blends.

The high gorge waterfall hides bells and drums, and the jade girl looks at the mirror and clears the waves.

Huangchenglu Wuling Yu Seiko Catalogue.

Huanglongdong ecological square

Green floats in the wild, shining, and green cauliflower is dyed yellow.

Bamboo shadow slanting pond willow, birds singing swallowing mud and spitting incense.

Shili gallery

The misty scroll is opened, and the fragrance is dyed with ink and dust.

Static posture auspicious, beautiful scenery.

Birds are singing, deep streams are ringing, and all the immortals are ready to stand on the platform.

A thousand cups are neither drunk nor empty, so I asked who Liu Lang was involved in.

Please introduce some poems and travel notes describing Zhangjiajie.

Langtaosha is picturesque, green and the sound of water jingles.

I don't doubt that I will enter the fairy palace at this time. Picturesque, fascinating and endless.

Don't ask Brother Hun, Sheng Tai is so arrogant. Mysterious and dangerous performances gathered in the mountains.

Buddhism and Taoism are both magical and ingenious. The five laws are like a dream. Traveling in Zhangjiajie is like going to heaven.

The quiet stream melts the rhyme, and the peaks are far away. Rare birds sing around, and red mist accompanies the west and the east.

If you bite your arm, you know it's not a dream, but you hesitate in it. The Five Wonders boarded the worse gate and knocked on the emperor's shovel with joy.

Cai Yun gave birth to an armpit and helped me to heaven. The five wonders of Zhangjiajie's back garden are exotic flowers and exotic grasses, and the peaks are exotic flowers and exotic grasses.

Who wields a huge axe to split the back garden? Seven stops in Cui Jian, Jin Bianxi, Qingxi River is full of dangerous peaks and mountains. Tourists with boundless scenery are drunk, whistling and singing and forgetting their feelings.

Seven wonders climb Ying Chao Village, and birds hover in Ying Chao Village. It is said that there are holes in the clouds. The barren road is hard to be noble, and the breeze takes me to the top of the mountain.

The Tianzi Peak on the Tasha Line reflects blue light, and the peak is shrouded in clouds. The general does look like Optimus Prime.

Without hesitation, the vine calmly went straight into the depths of the clouds. Gaze at the sky and walk in the clouds.

The scenery is infinite, urging poetry and fu. The breeze is swaying thousands of miles, and the clouds are rolling.

The silhouette of autumn ear Zhangjiajie entered Zhangjiajie, as if it were in a painting with blurred ink and wash. At the entrance of the scenic spot, a mountain peak stands on the wall, like a knife cutting an axe, and the cliff body is multi-colored, 100 meters away. Up and down the peak, in the twilight, a few white clouds are swaying like gauze, like silver practice.

Miss Shi, the accompanying tour guide, said that there were 2,000 such peaks in the scenic spot. Its height and shape are different, but most of them are unsupported, rising from the ground and stabbing the blue sky like a giant sword.

Zhangjiajie has A Jin Bian Xi, with a total length of more than 40 miles, with strange peaks and rocks on both sides, which is the main access to the mountains. The golden whip rock by the stream is the king of the peaks.

I saw this giant peak more than 300 meters high, with steep cliffs and towering rocks. The top of the mountain is foggy, and several pine trees stand in the wind, with occasional red leaves. Looking up for a while, I felt that the world was moving, dizzy and almost wobbly.

Walking slowly along the ancient road of Jin Bianxi, all the way is full of springs and waterfalls, with deep shade, birds singing in the canyon and monkeys in the forest. On the shady cliff, a long and narrow sky is exposed, stretching for several miles, revealing a winding light belt to the ground, which is beyond words. Huangshizhai Village, which is composed of several giant peaks climbed by Jin Bianxi, has a panoramic view of Zhangjiajie, and the mountains are undulating and magnificent.

This mountain with an altitude of 1 100 meters is surrounded by dozens of scenic spots. You can enjoy the competition of Qianfeng from different angles. One after another, wonderful and realistic pictures are panoramic: looking at Lang Feng, three sisters, a solitary monkey in a single mountain, a scarab in a foggy sea, a boy worshiping Guanyin and forty-eight generals.

Every image is vivid and has a legend. It's touching to read the story of Lang Feng. It is said that many years ago, there was a Mei who could cut paper flowers. She fell in love with Wa Baoyuan, who had been herding sheep together since childhood.

Zhang Gang, a local hooligan, coveted Mei Zheng's appearance and framed Baoyuan as a rebellious descendant. Baoyuan was arrested by officers and men to serve in the border. In order to avoid the arrogance of Master Zhang, he hid in the mountains. Every morning before dawn, she stood at the mountain pass, looking far away from Baoyuan, looking, looking ... I don't know how many years passed, and through a hole in the opposite rock, she herself became a stone man.

The local Tujia and Han people still sing a folk song: "Ma Sangshu, how many stones do you have to cross to set up a lampstand?" Don't call me back for three years, not for ten years. If you don't see Lang, you won't come out of the mountain. If you don't meet the spring rain, you won't blossom ... "XB-` \ &；; Amp is in the bird's-eye view area of Huangshizhai, and the famous "four wonders" of Huangshan-Qifeng, Kistler, Kistler and Haiyun are also available here. The difference is that the stone peaks in Zhangjiajie are more dense, varied and beautiful.

/kloc-more than 0/00 mu of Gu Song is connected into a piece of Wang Yang sea, with dozens of meters of trees, two people camp, pines and waves, blue waves emptying, magnificent. Standing in Huangshizhai, I saw milky white clouds between the peaks, flickering, high and low.

At present, the sky is a color, and everything has disappeared. At the same time, there are peaks and mountains everywhere, resplendent and magnificent. When the top of a peak protrudes above the clouds, it is like a lonely sail in a foggy sea, and it comes slowly like something from outer space.

A touch of sunshine twists and turns from the mountain, passes through the clouds, and immediately flashes golden light. The clouds are steaming and beautiful. Up and down the Huangshizhai Village, the mountain and dangerous road are narrow, and there are often fish ridge corridors. The cliffs on both sides are steep and abyss, which is chilling. Fortunately, there is a guide, Miss Shi, who reminds me from time to time.

Miss Shi graduated from the Foreign Languages Department of Hunan University and is very interested in the development of tourism. She recommended herself as a tour guide here. She speaks pure Mandarin, not only telling vivid stories, but also singing Xiangxi folk songs to help us relieve fatigue. On the stone wall of a dangerous place, we saw a poem written by tourists in the 1980s: "The Five Mountains have been heroes in the world since ancient times, and no one cares about the ancient cliff. I use blue sky flying crayons to express my grievances to this mountain. "

The artistic conception of his poems, though not elegant, expresses the sympathy of tourists. In the world, Qian Qian's thousands of grievances actually fell on this scenic spot.

I really don't understand why Qu Yuan, a doctor who has experienced swimming in the Lijiang River and left immortal poems such as "Orchid, I don't think my son dares to speak", turned a deaf ear to the source and the thousands of peaks and rocks on both sides; I really don't understand that an ancient cave of Qin people written by Tao Yuanming attracted poets and writers of all ages and wrote beautiful chapters. Facing Zhangjiajie, which is only more than 200 miles away from Taohuayuan, it is regarded as a timid road and will never set foot on it! Throughout Zhangjiajie, I can't see an inscription, a stone carving left by a poet and a monk, or a little historical relic left by a monk. In this regard, Miss Shi told me that after checking all the written records, only Xia Ziyun, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, visited Zhangjiajie, and there was a poem "Moss marks stop in the valley, and Jinsong hangs on the wall for a thousand years". Other than that, there are no words.

However, Zhangjiajie's first-class rock scenery has actually lived in Sri Lanka for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ... It has not lost its beauty because there are no elegant people chanting, nor has it restrained its majestic posture because there are no tourists' footprints. It does not need to listen to exquisite poems and songs, nor does it need to accept the worship of good men and women. It is intimate with the stars and the moon, accompanied by the beautiful sea, silently listening to the joys and sorrows of the world, accepting the baptism of the storm, coexisting with the world, and using its own natural and primitive beauty.