A composition introducing the beautiful tourist attractions in Yili A 300-word essay introducing the beautiful tourist attractions in Yili

Write an English composition about the scenery of Ili

The translation is as follows:

Ili has beautiful scenery and picturesque scenery, and there are many interesting places there. It has endless prairie. The beautiful Ili River flows quietly from there. There are dots of yurts scattered on the grassland, and groups of cattle and sheep graze leisurely on the grassland.

Yili is beautiful, picturesque and there are lots of interesting places. It has a vast expanse of grassland. The beautiful Yili river flows silently from there. On the prairie littered with tiny spots of Mongolia and flocks of sheep graze on the grass leisurely and carefree.

Composition for fifth grade primary school students: Winter vacation travel notes to Ili

I was born in the beautiful Ili, where the scenery is beautiful and picturesque. I like Ili.

There are many interesting places there, including the beautiful and magical Selim Lake, the beautiful Guozigou, the poplar euphratica forest that has survived for thousands of years, the magical General's Mansion, Bagua City, the endless prairie, etc. , the beautiful Ili River flows quietly from there. There are dots of yurts scattered on the grassland, and groups of cattle and sheep graze leisurely on the grassland. In the virgin forest of the valley, there are various tall trees. Little squirrels are jumping happily on the trees. When you approach it, it turns and runs away, and then sits there and watches you from a distance. It is very interesting. .

In summer, the weather is warm and flowers are blooming. The green land is dotted with various bright flowers. Golden rapeseed flowers and purple-blue lavender flowers can be seen as far as the eye can see. They rise and fall with the wind. Like a sea of ??flowers, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers everywhere. When autumn comes, this place becomes the land of fruits. Apples and grapes are ripe, and farmers are busy harvesting the autumn fruits. Winter is here, and the heavy snow elephants have covered the earth with a thick quilt. Everything is white. The children are busy having snowball fights and building snowmen, which is so much fun. There are also various snacks such as mutton skewers, pilaf, rice noodles, pulled strips, barbecue, grilled buns, etc. The hospitable ethnic children welcome everyone to visit.

“If you don’t go to Xinjiang, you don’t know how big China is, and if you don’t go to Ili, you don’t know the beauty of Xinjiang.” I love our great motherland, and I love beautiful Ili.

Essay describing the scene of Yili River Amusement Park

There is a river in my hometown, which has nurtured the Yili people who have lived here for generations. It is like a mother, giving us The sweetest milk. Because of this, my hometown has never been dry. Everyone who grows up here loves it. It is the mother river of the Ili people - the Ili River.

(1) Spring

In April, spring is here. Spring is like a girl stroking the river with her gentle hands, causing waves to rise. There is still unmelted snow by the river. Standing on the bridge and looking down at the Ili River, it is like a silver-white belt stretching far away until it merges with the light blue sky. The river on the main road is still flowing, and sometimes it makes a "ding-dong" sound as it breaks through the ice. The rows of dry and lonely poplar trees on both sides of the river stood in the spring breeze. Miss Chun gently stroked them with her hands, and some green buds grew on the branches of the poplar trees, which were full of life. This also brings a touch of spring color to the Ili River. At this time, the Yili River is filled with the fragrance of the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree, which people cannot forget.

(2) Summer

In June, summer is coming. Summer is not as gentle as spring. The Ili River she touches will roll up big waves and slap hard on the shore, bringing a heavy fishy smell and cool breeze. The Yili River is exposed to the scorching sun. After being exposed to the sun day and night, it is still bitingly cold. The summer sun drives people into the water, and people are playing in the water. While playing, the Ili River silently provides people with this touch of coolness. At this time, the Ili River is filled with a cool smell of river water.

(Three) Autumn

In September, autumn is coming. In the blink of an eye, autumn came and the earth turned yellow, and the green trees on both sides of the Ili River also turned yellow and flew down like butterflies. The setting sun hits the Ili River, and the Ili River instantly turns into a golden road. The breeze blows and waves look like fish scales. When the sun shines, it shines like gold paved on the river. The winding river does not stop until it meets the sun. The Ili River is filled with the aroma of ripe fruits.

(4) Winter

In December, winter is coming. Winter is like a big quilt, covering the earth. The reeds and dwarf pines on both sides of the Ili River are covered by the heavy snow. The surrounding shallow beaches are also covered with thick ice. Everything is white and looks boring. Who in the Ili River is still running silently. It seems to never stop.

I love my hometown, and I love the river in my hometown even more. It brings me infinite joy and a happy childhood!

A 1,500-word composition on Yili’s Autumn

Writing ideas: You can start from autumn and compare the differences between autumn and other seasons. Examples are as follows:

Once upon a time, my favorite thing was spring, but whenever I sit quietly on the small stone bench in front of my house and look at the scene of autumn leaves falling all over the sky, my love for spring has quietly passed away. As the poem goes: Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.

Autumn is always easy for people to shake the deep memories out of their hearts. They always think of those people and things inadvertently, unfold the long scroll of years, and meditate on the deepest memories in life. trace.

A gust of autumn wind blows, and the new lake has turned into a butterfly film, with dots of light, overflowing into a river of longing, flowing quietly through the August sky. Maybe it was the autumn leaves all over the ground that touched my thoughts. Does life have to go through a process of life and death, prosperity and withering?

On a clear autumn night, the floating clouds in the sky are like a veil, letting the Xu Feng Caress; over the moonlight, the hazy moonlight is slightly orange-red, and countless particles of starlight flicker in the Milky Way. The stars change, turning into wishes and longings, swaying down.

The dark night is approaching, and the prosperous people stand on their toes and look into the east, looking forward to the morning light and the mist drifting. The breathable lavender exudes a hint of sweetness, lingering in the rain, staring, lingering, but it arouses long-lasting emotions.

The continuous, pattering autumn rain not only moistens the air, but also explains a mood. The ticking sound is like a piano player playing the rhythm of autumn. Leaning beside the mountain in a trance, listening to the sound of flowing water, letting go of thousands of thoughts in nature. It is no longer the melancholy of "midnight rain on the sycamore leaves, not to mention a period of sorrow in the world", and it no longer hurts the loneliness of autumn.

I would like to use this autumn rain to splash away my dripping feelings. In this season, even sadness can be adjusted just right. The autumn rain will linger in your heart, the autumn wind will send you longing for your eyes, and the autumn sun will melt the loneliness in your heart. In such a season, autumn is no longer the sadness of a season, but also the sweetness brought by longing for love, as well as the reverie and expectation of autumn.

On the path covered with fallen leaves, holding hands with you, bathing in the golden sunset, occasionally looking up at each other, reaching out to straighten the wind-blown hair, and listening to the fine sounds of fallen leaves under my feet. The sound is an autumn love song.

Autumn is not only desolate, but also has the beauty of joining hands with the wind and rain! The moment the autumn leaves fall, the tree never doubts that the leaves are affectionate for it. Even if they fall, the leaves will fall beside the tree and become Make a touch of dust and quietly accompany the tree.

While summer takes away its scorching heat, autumn brings a season of coolness. The time of the season always takes away many things, such as time, mood, and appearance. The only thing that cannot be taken away is the attachment that has taken root in this season, a deep love that cannot be dissolved.

Autumn is a charming landscape. When rays of sunshine penetrate through the gaps in the trees and fall on you, your heart suddenly becomes bright and warm. Thousands of poems from ancient and modern times are like angels with wings, dancing with their graceful figures, intoxicated with autumn!

A composition describing Ili

How should I write a composition describing Ili? Ili is located in the Ili Valley in the northern Tianshan Mountains in the west of the Xinjiang Uygur Autonomous Region. Founded in 1954, it is the only autonomous prefecture in the country that governs both prefecture-level administrative regions and county-level administrative regions. It is also the only sub-provincial autonomous prefecture in the country. Below I will bring you a composition describing Yili. You are welcome to read it.

Composition 1 describing Ili

The winter in Ili is very snowy. The snowflakes flying all over the sky covered the earth and houses with a thick layer of snow.

Sometimes when I wake up early in the morning, it is difficult to open the door of the bungalow. I could only hear the squeaking sound of the door panel squeezing against the snow. Dozens of centimeters of snow had piled up on the ground. It was so heavy that the door was blocked and it was difficult to walk. People started pushing the snow with homemade snowboards and built a tall "snow mountain" in the yard.

After breakfast, I set up a ladder, climbed to the roof, and started pushing the snow. When pushing snow, you should hold the wooden handle of the snowboard firmly with both hands, support it with your belly, and push the snow back and forth along the slightly sloped grass and mud roof, pushing the snow into a pile. After patting it firmly, you can see When looking at the house, he yelled, "Is there anyone there? Be careful, the snow is being shoveled!" Then, condescendingly, he threw off his arms and threw the snow cubes to the ground with one shovel after another, making a "Puff" sound.

As the snow was thrown downwards, fine snow dust was constantly blown up by the wind, flying onto the face and getting into the neck. After a while, he felt hot all over his body and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. So, I took off my cotton clothes, hat and gloves and continued to work hard. When I was really tired, I put down my shovel, put on my cotton clothes, bathed in the bright sunshine, inhaled the cool and clean fresh air, looked up into the distance, and admired the vast white world covered in glittering silver makeup. , I suddenly feel open-minded and relaxed, not to mention how happy and energetic I am!

In Yili, every winter when there is a heavy snowfall, every household has to go to their house to clear the snow. Because if the snow on the roof is not pushed down in time, it will accumulate thicker and thicker, making it difficult for the roof to bear the load. Not to mention water leakage when the snow melts in spring, some old houses will collapse.

Now, it has been more than ten years since I arrived in Urumqi. My family has moved into a building and we no longer have to worry about moving snow to the house. However, people are lazy.

Living conditions have improved, but people have become lazy.

Whenever I think of the winter snow in Yili, I will never tire of sweeping the snow. The fresh air after the snow is refreshing. When sweeping snow, the whole body will feel slightly warm, relaxing the muscles and activating blood circulation, making you forget your worries. Winter snow, people are close to you. Through this we can touch the body of Mother Nature and feel her body temperature.

Essay 2 describing Yili

I was born in the beautiful Yili, where the scenery is beautiful and picturesque. I like Yili.

There are many interesting places there, including the beautiful and magical Selim Lake, the beautiful Guozigou Valley, the Populus euphratica forest that has survived for thousands of years, the magical General's Mansion, Bagua City, the endless prairie, etc. , the beautiful Ili River flows quietly from there. There are dots of yurts scattered on the grassland, and groups of cattle and sheep graze leisurely on the grassland. In the virgin forest of the valley, there are various tall trees. Little squirrels are jumping happily on the trees. When you approach it, it turns and runs away, and then sits there and watches you from a distance. It is very interesting. .

In summer, the weather is warm and flowers are blooming. The green land is dotted with various bright flowers. Golden rapeseed flowers and purple-blue lavender flowers can be seen as far as the eye can see. They rise and fall with the wind. Like a sea of ??flowers, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers everywhere. When autumn comes, this place becomes the land of fruits. Apples and grapes are ripe, and farmers are busy harvesting the autumn fruits. Winter is here, and the heavy snow elephants have covered the earth with a thick quilt. Everything is white. The children are busy having snowball fights and building snowmen, which is so much fun. There are also various snacks such as mutton skewers, pilaf, rice noodles, pulled strips, barbecue, grilled buns, etc. The hospitable ethnic children welcome everyone to visit.

“If you don’t go to Xinjiang, you don’t know how big China is, and if you don’t go to Ili, you don’t know the beauty of Xinjiang.” I love our great motherland, and I love beautiful Ili.

Essay 3 describing Ili

This summer vacation, I went to Ili Kazakh Autonomous Prefecture and visited Qapqal County, Xinyuan County, Gongliu County, etc.

In Chaxian County, I caught a lot of fish and ate Xibo breakfast, which was delicious. My favorite was Xibo flatbread.

In Xinyuan County, I happened to fall in love with Xinyuan Good Voice, but the singing was not very good. Although Xinyuan is a small county town, there are several squares there, all of which are very large. There is also a dance competition, which is very beautiful.

However, the road in Gongliu County is not easy to walk, but the scenery there is beautiful, with oil sunflowers, rice fields, hillsides...

Ili Prefecture is so beautiful Yes, I had a lot of fun here!

Essay 4 describing Ili

Eight years ago, I walked tiredly for a day in the mountains of Ili. After finding the channel of the Ashi River, there is a road next to the river. If you continue walking south, you can reach a Kazakh village where there is a water pump room that I want to visit. I arrived at my destination just before dark, and the host, whom I had never met, was waiting by the river.

Because it was summer, there would be venomous snakes in the grass. When we set out in the morning, my Kazakh friend asked me to put on a pair of rain boots - these rubber shoes cannot be bitten by snake teeth. After the sun set, it quickly became cold in the mountains. I suddenly felt fear in the empty and rolling mountain grassland. I didn't know if I would encounter a wolf, so I picked up a handy birch branch in the forest along the way to defend myself. People who are several decades old, in order to embolden themselves, wave the birch stick from time to time, as if they have returned to the state of teenagers imagining themselves as brave generals.

When the dusk and the cold became heavier, I met a jeep and the driver told me that I was going the wrong way. Because the directions were different, the driver suggested that I get in his car and stay overnight in a mining area two hours away. There was a guest house there and he could take me to my destination the next day. Another plan is to send me back to the place where I took the wrong turn, go down the mountain, find a stream, and follow the stream to the lowlands to find a road, which will not be too far from my destination.

Much later, when I recalled that walk, I still would not forget the joy I felt when I found the stream flowing down the mountain amidst my anxiety and exhaustion. In fact, I heard it before I even saw it. At that time, I felt how accurate the "gurgling sound" of "water gurgling" was, and this simple understanding of words dispersed the fatigue, calmed my mood again, and supported me to walk down the mountain.

In the chill before dark, in the vast grass, the stream still shone with some residual reflections. Soon, dark clouds gathered in the mountains, indicating that there would be no stars or moon this night. In this rainy season with changeable weather, it might rain at night. The excitement of finding the stream also included seeing the pipe extending down the mountain beside the stream, and the pipe looked very new - this seemed to tell me that I had thought too much, and this was also a place where people often worked: I washed myself with stream water I grimaced, thinking "there's nothing to be afraid of", and ran down the mountain along the grass, yelling. The various distracting thoughts in my mind strangely reminded me of Lu Zhishen, who was rolling down the mountain with his head in his arms.

As I write this, the sound of the creek echoes in my ears again.