Classical Chinese describing tourism

1. What are the classical Chinese texts describing travel? 1. Liu Zongyuan's "Little Stone Pond" Original: 120 steps west of the mountain, separated by bamboo, smelling the sound of water, like a ring, enjoying it.

Cut down the bamboo and walk along the road, and you will see a small pool and water in the quiet. The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock.

Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed. There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air. The sun is clear and their shadows are on the stones.

Don't move, don't die, suddenly go back and forth. It seems fun to be with tourists.

Walking west from a hill 120 steps, through the bamboo forest, I heard the sound of water, much like the sound of people wearing ornaments. Feel happy in my heart, cut a bamboo, open a path, walk along the road, and see the pool, which is particularly cool.

At the bottom of the stone, near the shore, a part of the stone emerged from the water and became highlands, islands and rocks in the water. Counting green and counting green, covering meridians, intertwined, uneven and fluttering with the wind. There are more than one hundred fish swimming around in the pond. As soon as the sun shines, the fish's shadow is reflected on the rock, motionless, and suddenly it swims away, coming and going, as if playing with people who are playing.

(In Yongzhen Garden, Tang Shunzong, Liu Zongyuan cut bamboo, traveled around the mountains and rivers, and expressed his feelings at that time by describing the scenery. 2, Ouyang Xiu's "Drunk Pavilion Preface" excerpt: If the husband is in the forest at sunrise, the clouds will return to the cave, and the morning will be in the mountains.

The wild fragrance is rich, the wood is beautiful and the shade is beautiful, the wind and frost are noble and clean, and the water is clear, and it is also in the mountains at four o'clock. Returning home in the morning and evening, the scenery at four o'clock is different and the joy is endless.

When the sun comes out, the fog clears in the forest, and the mountains are dark or bright. In the morning and evening, the mountains are beautiful, the weeds are in full bloom, and the trees are lush, forming a rich shade. The sky is crisp and the stones are exposed under the water. The four seasons are different, which is very interesting. (A prose by Ouyang Xiu, a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, celebrated five years in Song Renzong, and Ouyang Xiu went to Chuzhou for two years to know the state. Zuiwengting described the beautiful scenery of the state. )

3. Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower" excerpt: Yu Baling wins the case in Dongting Lake. Take a distant mountain, swallow the Yangtze River, and make a vast soup, boundless; It's sunny in the morning and cloudy at night.

This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower, which was prepared by predecessors. But the northern martial arts, the Antarctic Xiaoxiang, and the poets who moved abroad will all be here, and they will look at things well. I saw beautiful scenery in Baling County of Dongting Lake.

In the distance is the mountain, which swallows and breathes the water of the Yangtze River. Vast and boundless, the weather changes every day. This is the scenery of Yueyang Tower, which has been described in detail by predecessors. Wuxia is in the north, and Xiaoshui and Xiangshui are in the south. Do poets come and go to appreciate the scenery and express their feelings? Fan Zhongyan, a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, was invited to write The Story of Yueyang Tower. Excerpt from Wang Xizhi's Preface to Lanting Collection: Today is a sunny day, sunny and calm.

Looking up at the size of the universe and overlooking the richness of categories is enough to be extremely entertaining. I believe in cola. On this day, the weather is sunny and fresh, and the wind is warm and cheerful. Looking up, the sky is boundless, overlooking, the land is vast, the play is freehand and enjoyable. How happy I am.

Wang Xizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and his friends wrote a poem today in Lanting, Shaoxing, Zhejiang. ) 5. Excerpted from Wang Anshi's Travel Notes of Baochan Mountain: it is flat and spacious, with springs pouring out from the side and many tourists, so-called front cave.

There is a cave five or six miles away from the mountain, which is very cold. Ask its depth, not bad, it is called back hole. There is a cave from here, flat and wide, and the mountain spring flows out. There are many people visiting and writing inscriptions here. This is the cave ahead. There is a cave in Wuli Mountain, which looks very deep. Even people who like to explore may not go to the end, but it is the back hole.

Wang Anshi's Journey to the Home of Baochan in the Northern Song Dynasty. ) 6. Excerpt from Yuan Hongdao's Travels of Man Jing: On the 22nd, it was a little quiet, and some friends headed east for Man Jing.

The sorghum is lifted, and the soil paste is slightly moist. At first glance, it is open, if it comes out. On the 22nd, the weather was warm, and some friends and I went out of Dongzhimen to Man Jing.

Willow is very tall, located beside the bank, the land is wet, and it used to be open and cheerful, like a swan. (Slow Well is a scenic spot in the suburbs of Beijing in Ming and Qing Dynasties. The author Yuan Hongdao wrote an article about travel. )

7. Excerpt from Qian's Travels of Huangshan Mountain: The mountain is extremely high, and there must be thunderstorms. When the clouds gather home, they are all at the waist. Every time I see the peaks and clouds in the sky, I can't go to their graves.

For a long time, the clouds cover it, and the peak is outside the clouds. The overwhelming clouds, like the sea, suddenly broke free, like the death of a rabbit.

The mountain is higher than the cloud, the sky is wide, and the cloud has no attachment. Huangshan Mountain is very high. Clouds gushed from the mountain, swam around and returned to the mountain. They are all at the foot of the mountain. When they saw the peak, the white clouds fluttered like ribbons, and they couldn't reach the peak. After a while, the sky was full of clouds, and the peaks scattered on the white clouds, looking like the sky, suddenly dispersed, like wild ducks and rabbits, and ran away without a trace in an instant. Huangshan Mountain stands outside the clouds and meets the sky.

8. Excerpted from Liu Zongyuan's Story of Xiaoyan Mountain: From Xishan Road to the north and crossing Huangmaoling, there are two roads: one is to the west and nothing is found; One is less in the north and east, but 40 feet, the soil is broken and Sichuan is divided, and there are accumulated stones across its vastness. Go south from the intersection of Xishan, cross Huangmaoling and go down. There are two roads. One is facing west, and there was nothing in the past. The other is north to east. Less than forty feet, the road was blocked by a river, and the stone crosspiece was at the end of the road.

(Liu Zongyuan wrote it while traveling after arriving in Yongzhou as a Sima. 9. Excerpted from Su Shi's Night Travels of Chengtian Temple: Under the court, if the water is empty, the algae in the water is horizontal, and the bamboo and cypress are shaded.

What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? Moonlight shines under the court, as transparent as clear water. The seaweed in the water crisscrossed, which turned out to be the shadow of bamboo and cypress.

Su Shi described the scenery of Huangzhou tourism like this. )。

2. Writing drama classical Chinese is rippling on the West Lake. From a distance, the mist that has not yet receded in the morning is looming under the sunlight. The mountains are surrounded by fog. Fog is like a naughty child, wandering along the mountainside, and like a white ribbon, it winds into the distance. Not far away, on the mirror-like West Lake, there are several paddles swaying in the wind, and the microwaves aroused by the paddles seem to be fish scales. As the cool breeze spread everywhere, my thoughts drifted away. ...

The West Lake deserves to be called a "fairyland on earth". In spring, the peaches and willows of the "Su-Bai Two Embankments" are sandwiched between the two banks and strolled on the embankment. They are amazed at the scenery in front of them, even fascinated, and wonder if they have entered the fairyland; "Leifeng independence" sunset, tower shadow whirling, don't have a scenery. In summer, I realized the wonderful artistic conception of "the lotus leaf is infinitely colorful, and the lotus flower reflects the sun in a different color". Walking on the winding bridge is like rippling among lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers on people's faces set each other off in red. In autumn, the "three pools reflecting the moon" is unique, with islands in the lake and lakes in the island, which is pleasing to the eye. After visiting many scenic spots in the West Lake, I can't help sighing that the ancients said, "The West Lake is always more appropriate than the West Lake."

Please help me write an ancient essay about playing. From the mountain to the west 120 steps, through the bamboo, enjoying the sound of water, such as singing. Cut down the bamboo and walk along the road, and you will see a small pool and water in the quiet. The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock. Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed.

There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air. In the sun, the shadow is on the stone, but it does not move; You are far away, and communication is sudden. It seems fun to be with tourists.

Looking from the southwest of the pool, you can see that it is zigzag. Their shore potentials are different from each other and their sources are unknown.

Sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests, lonely and empty, sad and cold, quiet and quiet. It is too clear to live for a long time, but remember.

Travelers: Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, Yu Dizong Xuan. The second son Cui Shi said, "Forgive yourself and serve me." .

4. Seeking the classical Chinese (original+translation) about travel notes can only lead to the conclusion that the Xishan banquet killed people, lived in a state of anxiety.

If there is a gap, it will be a long journey. Instead of climbing mountains and mountains, entering deep forests and poor streams; Deep springs and strange rocks are far away.

When you arrive, you will sit under the grass and get drunk. When you are drunk, you will lie down and dream. The meaning is extreme and the dream is very interesting.

Get up, get up, come back. I thought all the mountains in the state had different states, so did I, but I didn't know the strangeness of the Western Hills.

On September 28 this year, I started pointing fingers because I was sitting in Fahua West Pavilion watching the Western Hills. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, where the stream was dyed, wild and hairy, and the poor mountains were high.

Crawling and crawling, squatting and roaming, and then the soil of several States is padded below. Its struggle is bleak, if it is like a cave, it is thousands of miles in size, and it can't be hidden. It is dazzling blue and looks like the sky outside.

Then I knew it was a unique mountain, unlike Pei [Tulou]. It is leisurely and suffocating, but it is not enough; Travel with the creator without knowing his poverty.

When I'm drunk, I'm drunk. I don't know the day, it's pale dusk. I came from far away and saw nothing, but I still don't want to come back. The mind is condensed and released, blending with everything.

Then I know I haven't started swimming yet. I have already started swimming, so I am writing for it. It's won and four years.

Ever since I became a criminal and humiliated person (like a sinner, the author was demoted) and lived in this state (Yongzhou), I have been afraid and uneasy. During that free time, I walked slowly and visited freely. Climb the mountain with your companions every day, go deep into the forest, and walk along the winding stream to the end.

There is no remote place without deep springs and strange rugged rocks. When you get there, pull up the weeds and pour out all the wine in the pot until it is finished.

Lie down next to each other when you are drunk, and lie down and dream. What I yearn for in my heart, even the fun of dreaming is the same.

Get up after waking up, get up and go home. I think all the scenery in this state has a strange attitude. I have and appreciate this attitude, but I never knew the strangeness and uniqueness of the Western Hills.

On September 28th of this year (in the 4th year of Yuanhe, AD 809), I was sitting in Fahuaxi Pavilion (the pavilion on the west side of Huokeji) and looking at it, I pointed to the Western Hills. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, cut off the thorns and shrubs entangled by the dyed stream, and burn the dense and messy weeds (grass leaves) until they were cleared to the highest place in the mountain.

Climbing up the mountain, sitting on the ground with legs outstretched (like a dustpan, it was an impolite or comfortable sitting posture of the ancients) and enjoying it, then the land in several States is under their own cushions. Their high and low situation suddenly appeared, living in low-lying areas, some like ant seals (small mounds next to ant holes), and some like caves.

It seems that there are only scenes of the same size, but in fact they are thousands of miles apart. (all the mountains and rivers in the distance) converge and shrink, and there is nothing to hide. Surrounded by green mountains and green waters, it is the same to see the sun in the distance and look around.

(Climb the mountain first, you can see far away) and then you know that towering mountains are not equal to small mounds. How big is it? It seems to have merged with the great spirit of the whole universe. Where can we find its end? Walking leisurely with nature, I don't know the end.

I picked up my glass and filled it with wine. I staggered and fell into a drunken state (humility: describing the way I staggered and tired when drinking). I didn't know that the sun had set. The gloomy twilight, drifting from a distance, can't see anything, but I don't want to go home yet.

Thinking stopped, the body dissolved (describing a feeling of detachment and selflessness) and merged with all things in nature (combination: unconscious combination). Then I realized that I had never traveled before (meaning: the past tourism was not a real tourism), and the real tourism began this time.

So write an article (for: verb predicate, here is the meaning of writing) for this trip. This year is Yuanhe four years (Tang Xianzong Spring Calendar).

Xiaoshicheng Mountain is recorded from the north of Xishan Road, and there are two roads under Huangmaoling. One is to go to the west and get nothing.

One is less in the north and east, but 40 feet, the soil is broken and Sichuan is divided, and there are accumulated stones across its vastness. It's a beautiful beam shape, and it's awkward to come out from the nearby castle pier.

This is a black glance. Throw pebbles, there is water in the hole.

It has been ringing for a long time. The ring can be seen far up.

Without soil, a good tree and a beautiful arrow were born, strange and powerful. Its sparse number is suppressed, which is also determined by the wise.

Hey! I doubt whether the creator has existed for a long time, and the more I think it is sincere. It is also strange that it is not Zhongzhou, but Yidi, whose words are useless for thousands of years.

If god is not suitable for this, is it fruitless? Or: "to comfort your husband, to be ashamed of this person." Or: "Qi Qi is not a great man, but a unique thing, so there are fewer people and more stones in southern Chu."

Both. I don't believe it. From the intersection of Xishan to the north, cross Huangmaoling and go down, there are two roads: one is to the west, and there was nothing to find in the past; The other turns to the east, slightly to the north. After only forty feet, the road was cut off by a river, and there was a stone mountain at the end of the road.

The top of the rocky mountain is naturally in the shape of a female wall beam, with a fortress protruding next to it and a hole like a door. Visiting from the cave, it was dark, and a small stone was thrown in. The sound of water was loud and it had not been seen for a long time.

Rocky Mountain can climb around to the top of the mountain and stand on it and overlook it. There is no soil on the mountain, but there are good trees and bamboo, which are more peculiar in shape and hard in texture. The distribution of bamboo and bamboo is dense and uneven, as if it were deliberately arranged by people.

Alas! I have doubted the existence of God for a long time, and I think God does exist here. But strangely, he did not put this small Shicheng Mountain in the densely populated Central Plains, but in this remote and remote barbarian land. Even after thousands of years, he didn't have a chance to show his strange scenery. In vain, useless. It seems that the gods will not do this.

So God really didn't? Some people say, "God arranged this in order to comfort the sages who were exiled here with this beautiful scenery." Others said, "This.

5. What are the classical Chinese texts about visiting the West Lake: 1? Zhang Dai's prose "Looking at the Lake and Pavilion Snow" Chongzhen lived in the West Lake in December of the fifth year.

It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. It was even more settled, so I took a boat, held my clothes on fire, and went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow alone.

Wusong Miao people, the sky and clouds, mountains, and water are all white. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long bank. There is a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board.

On the gazebo, two people sat opposite each other. A boy was cooking wine and the stove was boiling. Yu was frightened and said, "There is no such person in the lake!" Pull me together and drink with me.

I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place.

When he got off the boat, Zhou Zi murmured, "Don't say" xianggong "is crazy. There are more people who are crazy like" xianggong "." 2. "Southbound Journey to the West Lake" Sun Jiagan climbed Wansongling (outside Hangzhou) to see the West Lake. Empty and bright, purple peaks and misty rain on the balcony, beautiful and quiet.

Looking at the picture, I am afraid that the West Lake is not as good as painting. Now I know that painting is not enough to build the West Lake. Cross Songling, cross the bridge and reach Nanping.

On Nanping Mountain, there are jagged rocks, crossing a boat with six bridges and planting plum willows, which is called "Su Causeway Chunxiao". There is a garden pavilion in the west of the dike, which leads lakes into marshes to feed livestock and fish. The so-called "watching fish in the flower harbor" is also called.

There is a continent to the east of the dike, and there are three towers beside it, which project into the lake. The so-called "three pools printing the moon" is also called. There is a pavilion in the north of Tantan and a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

There is an ancient temple below, the so-called "Nanping Night Bell". Put the cloth on the top of the pole and hang it in front of the store to attract guests.

There is a square in Luxi, which is called "Feilaifeng". Across the square to the west, you can see strange peaks, flowing water around, mountainside holes, bridges as holes, bridges entering holes, empty caves, exquisitely carved stone bones, dripping milk springs and pools.

Strange rocks at the top of the cave, such as ancient trees hanging down, clouds hanging down, holes running through, extending in all directions, giant or thin, dark or bright. Out of the hole to the west, under the rocks by the stream, all the strange stones are beautiful, and those who stand out in the forest often compete with pine and bamboo.

There is a release pool on the side of the mountain, and there is a cold spring pavilion on the pool. The peak is inserted into the sky, pruning (the general name of bamboo) covers the sun, flowing springs and clearing pools, and bypassing pavilions.

At noon in midsummer, it is said that Leifeng in the north has a tall tower and purple color in the cold late autumn, which is called "Leifeng Sunset". Su Causeway is in the west, from south to north, with a protruding pavilion and a lonely mountain.

Those who have purple walls in the mountains will also enter the palace (the pavilion built during Qianlong's southern tour). Its east reaches Hang Cheng, and so does Bai Causeway.

Su Causeway is vertical, Bai Causeway is horizontal, and the isolated mountain is between the two dikes. There is Yue Wumu Temple in the west and a tomb in the west.

The pavilion to the south of the tomb is a lake-facing structure surrounded by green water and red lotus. The so-called "winding paths and winding winds" are surrounded by deep valleys and forests, which are beyond the reach of human resources. I'm afraid it's a tiger and leopard cave, so I'm coming back. Go back to the foot of Feilai Peak, find the village you saw before and have a rest.

The wind is blowing from the south, and the sound of drum music is faintly heard. Looking for the sound and the road, I suddenly saw a piece of rubble, the house was broken and the wall was black.

From the moon powder to the west, out of the North Peak, there are mountains, pines and cypresses along the way, covering the sky. Walking in the forest, I suddenly saw Qingxi, Baishi Phosphorus (clearly visible), falling flowers and falling streams, birds singing like springs, and I was in a trance, hoping to meet something.

Walking deep along the mountain, I saw a village, wine curtain (the signboard of ancient hotels.

There is a temple in the north of the pavilion. The plaque says "Yunlin", but I haven't had time to go in yet. Passing through the temple to the west, the small garden villa is decorated with Jiasheng, and you can have a panoramic view.

Forget the distance of the road. The secluded forest is dense and winding.

Sometimes I look up but I can't see the sun. I am in an indecisive state, and I don't know what to do.

I want to ask questions, but there is no one in the mountains. Looking in the forest, I saw a monk go over the ridge, because he also went to his ridge.

There is a saying in the Tao: "Tianzhu (Tianzhu Temple) has recently returned to Lu (fire)." Seeing this, I realized that I was at Tianzhu Peak.

When it is, it will be dusk, only to see Tianzhu Temple burned. 3 "Two Visits to the West Lake" Night Tour Six Bridges and other months. The West Lake is the most prosperous, with a bright moon in spring.

The whole day is full of smoke. This year, Chun Xue is very prosperous and plum blossoms are very cold.

The development of apricot and peach is particularly spectacular. However, when people travel in Hangzhou, they stop at noon, noon and noon.

As a matter of fact, the work of lake light dyeing green and the beauty of Shan Lan's coloring started from Asahi, which was extremely charming before sunset. Moonlight is particularly indescribable. Flowers fall and willows fall, and mountains are high and water is long, which is a kind of interest.

This joy is for the benefit of mountain monks and tourists, and it can be the way of laymen! The number of stone tablets is Yu Yan: "Fu Jinwu has a beautiful garden, and Zhang Gong is rich, so I am anxious to see it." When I was in love with Taohua, I couldn't bear to go to the lake.

From the Broken Bridge to Su Causeway, the green smoke red mist stretches for more than twenty miles. The song is blowing into the wind, and the powder is sweating into rain. Luowan is richer and more gorgeous than the grass on the shore.

The first trip to the West Lake started from Wulinmen to the west and took the road from Qiao Liu, Yuefen and Shi Jingtang. A little taste, impartial.

The next morning, I got Tao's post, 19, and Shi Geng's brother and classmate Wang also arrived. He was a Buddhist and was good friends with Hu Shan, so we got together for a while. I hope to protect Uncle Ta on the abrupt cliff. He has already flown to the lake.

At noon, Zhao Qing entered, tea was finished, and the boat entered the lake. Mountains are like moths, flowers are like gills, wind is like wine, and ripples are like silk; It's just that when I started looking at my head, I was already intoxicated. At this time, I want to describe the next word, just like when King Dong 'e first met Luo Shen in his dream.

I started my trip to the West Lake on February 14. In the evening, I crossed the Jing Temple with Zigong and found Abin's old monk's room.

Visit Six Bridges for 5 nights and wait for the moon. The West Lake is the most prosperous, with a bright moon in spring. From Broken Bridge to Su Causeway, the lake is green and smoky in red mist, which is more than twenty miles.

The song is blowing into the wind, and the powder is sweating into rain. Luowan is richer and more gorgeous than the grass on the shore. The whole day is full of smoke.

This year, Chun Xue is very prosperous, and plum blossoms thrive because of the cold. The development of apricot and peach is particularly spectacular. The number of stone tablets is superfluous: Fu Jinwu Garden is full of plum blossoms, and the Yuzhao Hall in Zhanggong Mansion is also an old thing, and I am eager to see it.

When I was in love with Peach Blossom, I couldn't bear to leave. However, Hangzhou people do not apply for a tour of the lake at 3 pm; As a matter of fact, the work of dyeing the lake green and the beauty of Shan Lan's coloring started from Asahi, and it was extremely charming before evening.

Moonlight is particularly indescribable. Flowers fall and willows fall, and mountains are high and water is long, which is a kind of interest. This joy is for the benefit of mountain monks and tourists, and it can be the way of laymen! Knowledge Extension: Introduction to West Lake: West Lake, located in the west of Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province, is the main ornamental freshwater lake in China and the first batch of national key scenic spots in China.

The West Lake is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with an area of about 6.39 square kilometers, a width of about 2.8 kilometers from east to west, a length of about 3.2 kilometers from north to south, and a lake area of about 15 kilometers. The lake is separated by an isolated mountain, Bai Causeway, Su Causeway and Yang Gongdi. According to the size of the area, it is divided into five water surfaces, namely Waixi Lake, Xili Lake, Beili Lake, Xiaonanhu Lake and Yuehu Lake. Su Causeway and Bai Causeway pass through the lake, and three artificial islands, Zhou Xiaoying, Hu Xinting and Ruan Gongdun, stand in the center of Waixi Lake. Leifeng Pagoda in Zhao Xi and Baodi Pagoda in Baoshi Mountain are separated by a lake.

6. The poem describing tourism is Zhongshan 1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: In the Lodge of Herons) 3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see a small landscape of the mountains. (Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. The country broke mountains and rivers, and the city was full of spring grass trees. (Du Fu:) However, 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). Meet each other tirelessly, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. When beans are planted in Nanshan, grass is flourishing and bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: Returning to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover. Book Jiangxi made a 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).

7. Imitate the story of the tour, and write a classical Chinese "Shen Ye You" about the scenic spots.

On July 18, I visited Shaoxing Shenyuan at night. If you swim, you will be a god-fearing person.

When I came out, I saw a bronze sculpture standing by the road. Tang Wan was lifelike. Those who let the birds fly, carve them into circles and look at them from a distance and feel sad; The intaglio Tang Wan bowed his head and frowned, feeling sad. Two people are opposite, holding hands, fighting for the difference between Yin and Yang.

I stopped for a long time and left with a sigh.

Wang Zhi, a big tree in West Tianmu Mountain.

10 14, visit the west Tianmu mountain. Towering Lv Yun, towering cliffs.

One of them, Cryptomeria fortunei, has a thousand years old and was named "King of Trees" by Qianlong. As a result, people compete to peel the skin, or want to cure the sinking, or want to live a long life in Yiyang. Nothing. The tree king is in trouble.

The hot will die, and the rumbling will die. I turned it into a sigh.

8. I am as anxious as the sun comes out, the fog in the forest dissipates, the twilight clouds gather back, and the caves in the mountains are dark, dark and bright (alternately) (that is, in the morning and evening in the mountains). Wildflowers are in full bloom, emitting quiet fragrance, and beautiful trees are luxuriant in branches and leaves, forming a rich shade. The weather is Gao Shuang, with frost, low water level and bare stones. This is the scenery of the four seasons in the mountains. Going up the mountain in the morning and returning at night, the scenery of the four seasons is different and the fun is endless.

On Sunday, a good friend and I invited four mm to climb the mountain. On the way, all the mm have a good impression on my good friend, praising him for his outstanding literary talent and graceful demeanor. I was very upset and said to myself, "I don't know!" " Dare to be normal, crazy! "With the jokes all the way, I didn't feel very tired and came to the top of the mountain. I played for a long time and went on a picnic. Start going downhill. On the way down the mountain, my friend suddenly said to mm, "There is a gazebo in front, where you can have a rest. We can climb to the slope and pick some wild flowers and fruits for you. Trip worthwhile! "All mm are praising their caution! I don't know what this means, so I have to echo it. After mm left, she whispered to me, "Urgent! ! Want to solve! ! "Before I realized what this meant, I looked around the field. This slope is so steep that many tourists don't follow it! And there are dense trees all around! People who look up and down the slope can't see through it. I said angrily, "You have to go to the toilet! Why did you leave me? Smell it! "After all, I want to go with the flow. The friend replied, "there is no paper, it's urgent!" ! Can you find some paper? I want to eat! " I said, "I don't have any paper with me, so I'll ask mm! Answer: "We are courageous people! It's a pity to solve it in the wild today. No face, beg for the mm in the paper, don't go, please help me! "Finished just take off pants to solve! Helpless, I had to look for a steep slope everywhere, hoping to find a piece of paper, but I looked for a steep slope everywhere and only found an abandoned newspaper! Unfortunately, it has been a long time, broken and weather-beaten! Cover your nose for my friend. Friends sigh! I didn't expect the paper to be so shredded that my friends could not bear it. Hearing the sound of "poof", my friends' fingers cut the waste paper and touched the filth! Friends are angry, scold them and cut their hands vigorously. I don't want my fingers to touch the trunk next to them. In an instant, blood gushed out! A friend was so miserable that he forgot that his hands were dirty. He put his finger in his mouth and wiped the blood. I feel bad when I enter the eloquence. Vomiting wildly, I didn't expect the action to be too big and the slope to be too steep. My friend fell behind it, heard a "poof" and sat on it to excrete dirt. My friend was so angry that he jumped up without lifting his pants. He is still kneeling, and the slope is too steep! Under this jump, my legs were overwhelmed and I rushed down the slope according to my own habits. In a flash, I saw my friend running on the slope, trying to lift his pants with one hand and keep his body balanced with the other to avoid the trees and stones on the slope, that is, to get out of danger. I chased after him and tried to stop him, but I was too fast to catch up. Many MMs in the pavilion under the slope paid attention to the sound of trees knocking on the slope. I saw my friend rushing down the slope, his pants falling off his knees and streaking out of the forest. Mm people looked at it, frightened to disgrace, screamed again and again, and avoided it! My friend is extremely manic! Shout at the sky! Try to keep at its pace, but it's fast! Hearing another "poof", I fell to the ground and rolled out several feet. When I washed away, I saw my friend's pants had faded to his feet. His teeth were dazzling, foaming at the mouth, covered in blood, filthy, pungent, dizzy and half awake! And all the mm stood not far away, pale and afraid to go forward! I wanted to help it, but my friend refused. I stood on my own feet with tears in my eyes, put on my pants and combed my hair, but I stumbled down the mountain, leaving me standing on the mountain with all the mm and never appearing in the city again! Qu Yuan said, "The world is cloudy and I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, so I see it!" " The friend said, "The world is clear and I am alone, and everyone is awake and I am alone. This is made of paper!" "