Beautiful ancient prose

Two short essays on beautiful ancient customs

Part I:

In the spring of March, it's really refreshing to climb the top of Jiufeng Mountain and look at the mausoleum area. In the distance, the steep mountains are in various forms, and they are far away and close in the misty clouds. The nearby hills are lush after several spring rains, and the whole mausoleum area is like a green harbor. The dense green pine forest and the verdant willow forest belt are intertwined, and the deep lines alternate with each other. The spring breeze blows and rises and falls like the tide. The palaces located among the trees show glazed tile roofs, just like golden islands; And the car passing by on the mountain road is a small boat cruising in this bay.

chapter 2:

spring scenery is surrounded by mountains, and it leaks out late. The peach blossoms are still open there; Wandering. Thin clouds fly from peak to peak, sometimes stopping for a while, in order to block the sun and teach the flowers and plants on the ground to avoid the threat of flame in its shadow. The shade under the rock and beside the bottom of the mountain stream are covered with ferns and other ferns. Red, yellow, blue and purple grass dotted on the green. Skylarks in the sky and orioles in the forest all puffed up their tongues. The breeze squeezes their voices into one piece and distributes them to all kinds of creatures in the mountains who have neither ears nor ears. Peach blossom listened intently, and couldn't help shedding a few pink tears, one by one congealing on the ground. The grass flower was drunk when listening, and it also fell down and got up with the bottom beat of the sound, and there was no time to calm down. Look: the wandering thin clouds still fly from one peak to the other. Listen: the songs of larks and orioles are still full of air and forest. In this peach forest surrounded by mountains, except for the noisy children, everything appreciates the spring scenery in a daze.