Prose describing black-necked cranes

Green peaks, cypress leaves, misty clouds and oblique sunset. What are the essays about black-necked cranes? I have compiled a prose about black-necked cranes for you, I hope you like it!

The sketch describing the black-necked crane 1 is very nice. Black eyes, high neck, well-proportioned figure, beautiful feathers and slender legs are perfect. I always thought that cranes don't eat human fireworks, and there must be exquisite food to support them. Otherwise, how could such a perfect creation be born in this world? Later, I learned that it is not the nourishment of food, but the cultivation of the crane itself that has reached this state. Therefore, people often call cranes cranes, which makes sense. Look at that crane. Its elegant behavior, smooth lines, leisurely posture, quite a sense of sage like type.

The beauty of cranes is really difficult to express in words, and the word beauty is far from enough. Swan is also beautiful, but slightly plump, lacking the elegance of crane; Although geese are similar to cranes, they feel ordinary, not as noble and elegant as cranes; Sparrows are too small to reflect their own beauty; The eagle's power is formidable. Only cranes are perfect. It is gentle and elegant, elegant, and unforgettable for a long time, as if printed in my heart. Everything about cranes is beautiful, moving is beautiful, static is beautiful, flying high, hovering, looking down for food, stopping to look out, raising your head and lifting your feet, spreading your wings when you want to fly, which has a kind of beauty, internal and external cultivation, physical and mental readiness, great charm and an extraordinary beauty.

Once I went to the library, there happened to be an art exhibition in the lobby on the first floor, and one of the oil paintings attracted me. In the picture, the sunset in the west is covered by clouds, and the river is dyed red by sunset glow. On the reed beach by the river, several sparse reeds were bathed in the afterglow. The painting is beautiful, but I always feel something is missing. As for what is missing, I can't remember it at the moment. Until I got home, I suddenly felt that there was a crane missing. Imagine how beautiful it would be if two or three cranes were pecking, strolling or flying low on the reed beach paved by the sunset. I wonder if the author can perceive and make up for this defect.

In the past, people often put cranes and pine trees together as symbols of longevity, happiness and good luck. In fact, this is a mistake. Pine trees mostly grow in Shan Ye, while cranes often live by the water. With water, cranes are more elegant. There are many beautiful things in this world. Because people have different aesthetic perspectives and opinions, they have different understandings and feelings about beauty. People don't like mountains and rivers, flowers and plants, morning light, sunset, here and there, but I really can't imagine anyone who doesn't like cranes, because cranes are the foundation and the ultimate beauty.

Black-necked Crane Prose 2 Winter is a cold season for everything. What is there to be excited about? If you are an "enthusiast" who plays photography, there are many things to do, but if you want to put it on the table and convince people, I am afraid you still have to shoot cranes. The plateau wetland in the mountainous area of Pan-Wumeng is the most important wintering habitat for black-necked cranes. In Caohai Wetland in Weining County, Guizhou Province, Dashanbao Wetland in Zhaoyang District, Zhaotong City, Yunnan Province, Da Qiao Wetland in Huize County, Yunnan Province, and Maolin Wetland in Yongshan County, Yunnan Province, groups of "long guns and short guns" photographers are chased every year, leaving beautiful images for these natural elves with the most primitive persistence. I don't know when it started, and the popularity of patting cranes has gradually become a spontaneous "saving cause" among the people.

In fact, black-necked cranes have existed since ancient times, which is nothing new. I remember playing house with my companions when I was a child and occasionally catching a glimpse of cranes flying in the sky. We usually clap our hands and jump happily, singing the children's song "Goose Goose Goose is long, the dustpan is round and the plow is bent". At that time, the common name of black-necked crane was "wild goose" because it acted like a wild goose and was as fat as a domestic goose. Nursery rhymes describe the picture of black-necked cranes flying across the sky in groups. A few decades ago, the alpine Liangshan area was relatively closed and backward, with deep mountains and dense forests and few villagers. Although there are no laws and regulations on wildlife protection, indigenous villagers usually don't disturb the cranes living there. At that time, the consciousness of protection was the' softness' of human consciousness and kindness. In those years when natural disasters were particularly serious and frequent, some people did have the idea of black-necked cranes. They secretly hunted solitary cranes and went back to the pot to enjoy them. The low-key news is that the meat is sour and thin, which is not commensurate with its weight of more than ten kilograms and elegant posture. The crane population seems to be gradually preserved in a kind of providence, until the golden age of doubling its value is ushered in.

In the past, people knew little about black-necked cranes. It is reported that they moved to Siberia and beyond, and then artificially added many twists and turns. People began to protect black-necked cranes, and the level of protection continued to improve. Finally, it became a national first-class protected animal and its habitat became a national or provincial nature reserve. Public or private black-necked crane protection agencies have been set up all over the country, so through satellite positioning and tracking, many mysteries have been uncovered layer by layer, and people suddenly realize that this beautiful migratory bird turned out to be a "national bird" with a migration route of only over 400 kilometers. In summer, they lay eggs, hatch and breed in Zoige wetland, the grassland where the Red Army passed through the Long March. In the cold weather, they went south to spend the winter in the cold Liangshan wetland in the north of Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau and never went abroad for a moment. The patriotism of boxing can be seen.

Black-necked cranes are letter birds, and they fly in spring and autumn every year. From the point of view of Wumeng Mountain, it "can't come on September 9 and can't walk on March 3". It stays in two habitats in the north and south in the first half of the year, and then completes the whole process of incubation, growth, mating and reproduction. Black-necked cranes are loyal birds, loyal to their habitats. If there are no other special reasons, cranes only migrate to the same destination every year, and this persistence will be passed down from generation to generation. Black-necked crane is a kind of love birds. It abides by monogamy. Once it loses its partner, it will never find another lover, even if it becomes the lowest solitary whistle among cranes. Black-necked cranes are voluntary birds, contributing to the interests of the population and overall security, and never caring about their own gains and losses; The black-necked crane is a burning bird. It is often seen that lonely cranes who have lost their companions fly into the sky sadly, then fall to the ground with their wings folded, and die for love in a very tragic way, so the story about black-necked cranes is always so sad and moving.

Mr. Sun Dehui, the earliest person who traveled around to photograph the black-necked crane, traveled almost all the habitats of the black-necked crane and photographed a lot of precious video materials. Driven by him, a large number of photographers who are fascinated by nature pick up their cameras every year and go to observe black-necked cranes in extreme environments in cold winter to record the beautiful figure of migratory birds in winter. I met Mr. Sun Dehui once in Da Qiao Wetland. When photographers follow the trend, they become blind followers. Some people call this migratory bird habitat formed by the shallow water of the reservoir tailgate "Nian Lake". This rare meeting also formed my long-term contact with Mr. Sun. Early that morning, Mr. Sun took a few photographers from Beijing for a stroll along the crane embankment. When he was about to pass by, he was introduced and really hugged the long-admired teacher. Sun Dehui was the first public figure to stand up and call for the protection of black-necked cranes, and was also the initiator and founder of Zhaotong Black-necked Crane Protection Agency. With his camera and hard work, he spread the beautiful charm of migratory birds to the world. But Mr. Sun, who appeared in front of my eyes, looked much more ordinary, old and rustic, especially vicissitudes of life, vividly embodying the meaning of "seeing greatness in the ordinary". For a long time, I have taken Mr. Sun Dehui as a role model, being a down-to-earth person, doing things seriously, making a difference and making a contribution, only seeking to pay without expecting anything in return. In recent years, almost all photographers and I have traveled to and from various plateau wetlands, taking photos of cranes with the advantages of equipment and camouflage, but we may not really understand the true meaning of loving cranes. It can be said that blindly following the trend is the biggest public hazard in academic circles.

But in any case, shooting black-necked cranes is the most interesting, because in addition to extreme weather conditions, this migratory bird has a smart mind and a high degree of vigilance. Black-necked cranes have the ability to correctly distinguish human territory. Foreigners and locals are so different for cranes that they can see through them at a glance. Even if they wear the wool felt of local shepherds, there is nothing to hide in their eyes. It is difficult for a stranger to get close to the crane group without causing it to fly. Usually, a crane whistle can be caused from a distance of 100 meters, and the distance of 70 to 80 meters is very important. If you are close, you can only take pictures of the wings that are flying. Local farmers and herdsmen can live in peace 30 to 50 meters away from cranes. If the crane food distributor appears, the distance can be closer, and the distant cranes will hear the news and beg for food like children. In the process of feeding, the picture of people living in harmony with nature is often the most touching to the audience.

In winter, shooting cranes can't always stay in one place, so it's better to visit four wetlands, because the scenery in each place is very different from the world and the shooting environment is different, which can keep them fresh for a long time. I often meet such people and ask, what's the use of taking pains to shoot these "black old babies"? It's really useless, but it can be enjoyed. In recent years, with the popularization of imaging equipment and the expansion of the "national photography" team, photographers in road trip are very popular. Which successful theme is not flooding? But shooting cranes is really an ideal theme. First of all, you can visit some places in winter leisure. Second, you can sharpen your mind in shooting. Third, whether you are a novice or an old hand, you can get what you want equally. Fourth, anyway, everyone's works are worried about sales and can be sloppy. There is probably no second photography activity with so many benefits in China.

If you love photography, if you have the public interest of being close to nature, and if you still have a little childlike innocence, then I invite you to photograph cranes in winter.

Description of Black-necked Crane Prose 3 In today's society, we can't just be a chicken that is full all day, then lay an egg or make a few phone calls; Many times, we should be more ambitious and extravagant, so as to get more stimulation and enjoyment on the spiritual level. Even if you can't be an eagle, you might as well be a crane. At least you can fly, make a charming hovering in the earth and sky, or take a look at the lake and relax.

However, it seems that it is difficult to be a crane. The first reason for the difficulty is that our body and mind are often trapped by secular affairs and it is difficult to break free. Second, the surrounding environment has deteriorated to a terrible state, and you can't relax if you want to.

Therefore, we are often so depressed that it is a dream to find a spiritual home.

However, when we came to Zhongxiang Dakou forest area, we suddenly found that there was another forest that made our dreams come true. Here, we can live like cranes for a while.

In late autumn, the mountains in many places began to be bare, the streams stopped flowing, and the birds lost their shadows. But this big mouth is different. It has a different moving posture. The forest is repaired, the stream keeps flowing, and the birds are shuttling and singing. Dakou seems to be a relatively primitive community, with mountains and layers; The mountains in the forest are weak. Landscape, take your time; The mountain of water is shaking. The forest is the hair of the mountain, the mountain is its skin, the water is its eyes and the forest is its charm. Mountains, water and forests are interdependent and integrated, so there will be great feelings, great interests and great roads.

In China culture, Tao is both a state of mind and a philosophy. China has Taoism and Taoist culture, and Dakou is also one of the cradles of Taoist culture. There is yuntaiguan, which can be regarded as the cradle of Taoism in China. It is said that Zhang Sanfeng practiced here at first and wanted to stay here forever. Later, for some reason, he went to Wudang Mountain. In this way, Wudang Taoism should be regarded as the mantle of Taoism. Wudang Mountain is now famous all over the world, but the original ecology of the mountain forest is hard to find, and mountains, water and trees are dotted with human landscapes. The big mouth is not, because Zhang Sanfeng's position is unknown from now on, the incense in the mountain is not strong, and the man-made destruction will no longer exist, so it presents the original state of mountains and forests. The original natural landscape is the most rare today, because it can make people feel quiet and clear.

Now, the development of Dakou Mountain Forest has begun. I don't know if this is a good thing. I only have one request: on this winding mountain road, cut down fewer trees, cut down fewer vines, build fewer pavilions and draw fewer people. Tourists should learn from the small fish in the pond, swim if they want, and stop if they don't want. Water is your own, stones are your own, and forests are your own. All this is your own, so cherish it and enjoy it.

The landscape of the big mouth is now enjoyed by the so-called literati, so I won't say much here, because the namers always rack their brains to make those strange trees and deep pools and cliffs wear a hat that sounds like a god. Take Tantan as an example. There are three pools here, but the name must be said to be "Tianchi" on the upper, middle and lower floors. In my impression, Tianchi seems to be the exclusive lake at the top of Changbai Mountain or Tianshan Mountain, but the highest elevation of the mountain here is only 300-400 meters. What is "Tianchi"? However, three people were called at once, and no one objected. Because people care about the water, clear as jasper, gentle as a dream. Fish swim with fine stones, so you can count them clearly. Mountain tree people and birds, the shadow is in front of you.

Because it is late autumn, the mountains are colorful. Red maple, yellow oak, Hedysarum hedysari, pine and bamboo are all colored in overlap and contrast. The mountain became a painting and a batik. When you walk through such a forest path, step on soft leaves, soak in the autumn wind and listen to the birds singing, you will forget that you are a vulgar thing. Forgetting that he is a vulgar thing, he entered several ways, Zhuangzi's way and Tao Yuanming's way. The Tao is natural, and the Tao gives birth to one, two, two, three, three. You enter an endless dreamland, and you become the most leisurely one among all things. Even if someone treats you like an animal, a bird or a bug, it's the coolest thing in the world.

If there is a hole in the mountain, the mountain will be magical, and the myths and legends will be installed. There are holes in the big mouth, and the holes are different. The most famous are Scarab Cave and Eagle Cave. Scarabs are in the north and eagles are in the south. The Scarab in this Scarab Cave is said to be the servant of the Jade Emperor, with a terrible pedigree and a deep friendship with Zhang Sanfeng. But even if you practice in the mouth mountain of Zhongxiang, you have to thank the people here. But this hole is deep. According to the local people, after winding for several miles from the mouth of the cave, there is a big and deep lake inside. However, no one has ever gone in. If there is a lake in the mountains, no matter how big or small, no one has ever doubted the falsehood of this statement, because when a person enters a magical place, he may be somewhat magical himself. However, the water gurgled and flowed out. It is really a matter of heaven to spread sound in this deep mountain canyon.

Eagle Cave is even stranger. The holes are one after another, up and down, inside and out, overlapping and connected. On the edge of the cliff, you can put them on and make a real eagle. Next to the cave is a waterfall, 36 meters high and in the shape of hemp fiber. When the waterfall flows away, it is the dancer's skirt. As soon as the water enters the pool, the stones beside the pool are turned over and washed, and the stones are washed into various strange shapes. Coupled with the involvement of several vines and the entanglement of tallow and elm, this waterfall pool gave birth to love.

I don't want to be an eagle, just want to be a crane. The eagle shouldn't get into the hole in my head. They often fly tirelessly in the sky and are very tired. On the contrary, cranes often stand by the pool, let one leg stand on the stone, stick out one head, look at everything in nature with calm eyes, and then shrink their heads and dream of agarwood. So wild cranes, like idle clouds, are always intoxicated in their own country.

After coming back from Dazui, I have been thinking, are such Woods, such flowing pools and such colors all dreams? Also, did I dream when I looked at you that day? I am a crane, am I only dreaming?

Black-necked Crane Prose Description 4 The early morning breeze is slightly cool, which indicates the coming of autumn. There are few fallen leaves, fluffy dogtail grass and scattered plant seeds on the streets of the city, in order to be brilliant in the next life. The only thing that can be decorated is the evergreen plants in the green belt. It is difficult for them to understand the green and yellow of the bustling green grass. Although it is a short and difficult process, fleeting glory is hard for them to cherish.

If you want to be closer to the colorful autumn and the joy of harvest, you might as well walk into the countryside and fields. The trees on both sides of the road looked back and forth neatly, and the passing vehicles became the only companions. Few people stopped to pay attention. Yellow leaves chase roaring cars from time to time, and the beauty of rolling and dancing is no less than enchanting.

The red apples in the field orchard hang on the tree heads. It's so bright and charming. Passers-by all want to choose and taste this autumn's gifts. Who would have thought that in the eyes of ordinary people, red apples have gone through a very short time from flowering to fruiting and ripening? In fact, they have experienced difficult and brilliant life courses again and again. The light green, yellow and semi-yellow leaves on the tree will never forget to add another piece to the mother tree at the moment of completing their mission. The newly fallen leaves under the tree, half covered with dirt and half covered with dust, look up at the mother's tree, expecting to join the brothers and sisters who germinated together and the green leaves that set off the red flowers and fruits in the mother's arms again.

Many unknown grasses have withered. In an ordinary year, they went through the process from birth to death. Autumn wind blows, once the green leaves have withered and grown old, still swaying in the wind, waving goodbye to the children. Mature grass seeds fall from time to time or umbrellas that are propped up go with the wind and go to different destinations. They put their lives into the continuation of life again, making the little green born greener again.

A clump of reeds in the afterglow of sunset, the red reed Huang Dou is the eternal color of life, and the swaying and enchanting body will not be forgotten. The semi-yellow and semi-green reed leaves swaying in the breeze all reveal that the charm of reed still exists, and the umbrella flying towards the sunset conveys the pursuit of life and floats in the afterglow.

Continue the glory of green.

People's life is like grass, so is all kinds of life. Let life be greener in a short experience!