Appreciate the model essay from the classic and famous works.

Appreciate the model essay from the classic and famous works.

In the autumn rain, bloom is thick. Open the balcony door, breathe the long-lost fresh air, and reach out to feel the tenderness of the rain. Raindrops are soft and long, sparse and oblique, as if people have a pleasant and comfortable feeling of "no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle". Reach out and feel the coolness of the rain. The rain is fine and dense, dribs and drabs, and gently hits the dry skin. The heat on the skin is gone forever, and the worries in my heart have faded a little.

Grassland, first meeting

Author: Chihiro

The desert is lonely, flying north and south. September, pack your bags and go to the grassland!

When I was a child, I heard adults say that there are green grasslands in the north and stories about Genghis Khan. At that time, I wanted to go to the grassland, sit on the grass, count the stars at night and watch the sunrise in the morning.

Autumn is crisp, white clouds and blue waves, accompanied by just the right autumn cool, I went to Inner Mongolia, and the seven-day grassland tour began from Inner Mongolia Museum.

In the Inner Mongolia Museum, it is amazing that the largest dinosaur fossil [Chagan Nuoerlong] in Cretaceous in Asia is 26 meters long, 12 meters high and weighs more than 60 tons.

Arriving at the Xilamuren Prairie, beautiful and enthusiastic Mongolian girls held Hada and silver bowls in their hands, and went to the "dismount wine" for our party. The majestic Daqing Mountain and the prairie singing and dancing appeared in front of us. The winding river flutters on the vast golden grassland like a silver jade belt. Go to the herdsmen's house, go to the swamp, go to Swan Lake, and go to Aobaoshan to make a lifelong promise. ......

Listening to the melodious long tune and the deep Ma Touqin sound, riding a horse in a felt hat and galloping under the blue sky is a bit like riding a horse on the grassland. It's just a pity that these horses are domesticated, so let's experience the feeling of riding. The horse racing and wrestling performances in Three Arts of Mongolian Men are purely commercial free versions. Hehe, if you say you are bluffing, it's also well-intentioned. There is no bonfire party on the grassland, but it is a romance of tourist attractions. Tasting the authentic "all-sheep feast" of the prairie people really feasts the eyes of the walkers on the tip of the tongue.

In September, the grassland temperature is between 8 and 25 degrees, and the temperature difference between day and night is relatively large. Sleeping in a yurt on the grassland at night is a bit dry and cold.

Curling smoke, misty fog and rattling hooves awakened the grassland ... a person got up early to watch the sunrise. After all, glitz and praise are fleeting, so quietly and faintly guarding the warmth that comes quietly. The beauty of the grassland sunrise can't be expressed in words. Compared with the sunrise at sea, it makes people feel clear. Sunrise on the grassland makes people feel more peaceful, less noisy and inadvertently have a new sense of life. I feel that I am quietly facing the beautiful grassland and sunrise, and I will truly feel the tolerance and spirituality of nature. Originally, human life is very beautiful.

The grass is blue and the sky is blue, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Going to the hinterland of the desert, riding a desert adventure car, feeling ups and downs, suddenly full of pride. Sitting on a camel is to enjoy the tranquility of the desert and listen to the autumn rhyme of the desert. The weather is not good, and the autumn rain is raining. There are some regrets, but more is the interpretation of life. The most passionate thing, surfing in the desert, aroused my yearning for a better and happier life.

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road. Crossing the Yellow River, the turbidity current is euphemistic, and the two sides are deserted. How many people still love the mother river that gave birth to the Chinese nation?

Suiyuan General House Museum, established in 1992, is a direct witness to the modern history of Hohhot and a true portrayal of the famous historical and cultural city of Hohhot.

Huoluo Town and Genghis Khan Mausoleum in Yijinhuoluo Banner are the must-see spots for grassland tour in Inner Mongolia. While marveling at the powerful fighting power of Genghis Khan's fighters sweeping across Eurasia, he could not help sighing that the absolute darkness and corruption of politics created a generation of grassland pride. In fact, if we were from the Song Dynasty, would the patriotic complex and national complex worshipped by Genghis Khan still exist? Reminiscent of the current dispute over the sovereignty of the Diaoyu Islands, can this national complex continue?

The GDP of Ordos surpassed that of Hong Kong for three consecutive years, benefiting from its rich underground resources. Cherishing, saving and protecting rich and precious mineral resources may be the main or necessary choice for Ordos people in the future.

"The Straight Road to Daqin", a travel hymn on the stage of Chinese culture, eulogizes the heroes of heaven and earth, and at the same time, it slowly reveals the customs of the Qin and Han deserts that have been silent for two thousand years for tourists, but it also makes tourists put away thousands of reverie when they just unveiled the mystery.

Grassland, first meeting, a beautiful encounter.

No regrets, no travel. Inner Mongolia has grasslands, forests, lakes, deserts and simple Mongolian folk customs ... I'm afraid it won't take three to five years to really get in touch with these. "The sky is grey, the wild is boundless, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low" is the sublimation of poetic nature and life. Travel, the destination is not the goal, but the scenery along the way is the real meaning of travel. If the heart has a place to live, it travels everywhere.

The wise man said: Travel is not to escape, not to show off, but to wash your soul, give yourself a new look, or even a new way of life. What about my trip?

A trip, maybe for one person.

Lush grass, dyed with faint autumn rhyme, 2065438+September 20, 2002.

The autumn rain is thick and the azaleas are red.

Author: Xiao Jian

(1) An autumn rain and a cold, but this autumn rain brought a flurry, which made the flowers tremble and even wither. What should have been a moist autumn rain with sadness has turned into a misty rain and fog, which makes people unable to see clearly and feel deeply. In the misty and rainy nature, pink azaleas in the campus, in clusters and strings, are growing against the iron bars of tall buildings, and a group of red elves are greeting in the drizzle, revealing their delicate smiles and intoxicating fragrance.

In the autumn rain, bloom is thick. Open the balcony door, breathe the long-lost fresh air, and reach out to feel the tenderness of the rain. Raindrops are soft and long, sparse and oblique, as if people have a pleasant and comfortable feeling of "no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle". Reach out and feel the coolness of the rain. The rain is fine and dense, dribs and drabs, and gently hits the dry skin. The heat on the skin is gone forever, and the worries in my heart have faded a little. Reach out and feel the affection of the rain. The drizzle falls in the palm of your hand, graceful and graceful, and the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties that moisten your heart are sprinkled. When you smell them, you can feel their freshness; Take a look, it is colorless, but you can see it is as wet as beads.

The autumn rain in the past was so gentle and affectionate, bright and moist, cool and moist. This is fate, a fate that touches you and me. The autumn rain of the past soaked your memories and warmed the happiness of your childhood. Recall your childhood and smile happily. My childhood was spent in simplicity, naturalness, freedom, comfort and happiness. Playing hide-and-seek with friends, I often pull up the red scarf under my eyes, revealing a little chance. In the red haze, I have pulled up one so-called "hermit" after another; Sneak into the boy's room next door and swing happily with the deformed steel body; Ran into Sister Ping's house, chased her kitten around, and enjoyed countless flying and happy nights on the swing in her yard. I like knocking on Aaron's door, pestering him to let me climb to the roof of his house to pick pinecones, the turtle in Doby pond. Like to catch cicadas and mantis with silly him; I like dancing with her bright smile, bright eyes and white teeth, fair skin and purple skirt in the bright sunshine. The sunshine is soft and lovely, the breeze is bright and clear, the white clouds are long, the flowers are elegant, the grass is green and the dew is abundant. There are several families living in an antique yard, with red walls and white tiles, surrounded by green trees, yellowbirds singing, chickens crowing and dogs barking.

Autumn rain, in my childhood, fell quietly, dripping on my hair and between my eyebrows. Autumn rain makes me relaxed and happy, makes my heart fly, and makes me grow up carefree.

(2) Time flies, years are fleeting, earthly love is predestined, and you can't get out of the palm of fate. Like a cuckoo on the balcony. In early autumn, the leaves of azaleas are swaying in the wind and rain from time to time, like dancing elves. With the rain, it looks dark green and wet, growing along one iron fence after another, east and west, north and south, no matter which direction, it will occupy a place. Breeze bursts, blowing green leaves flying up and down, from a distance, the surface of the building looks like a wide green carpet, with oval shiny green gems sewn on it. There is a kind of green that guides my heart and tells myself that youth is so beautiful. Sometimes, the wind and rain fade away, the sun shines high, and all the leaves are listless, as if they were half-dead by the high temperature. It's like being severely hit. I can't hold my head in front of people and look ashamed.

In the storm, azaleas bloom beautifully, vigorously and amazingly. Flowers of different heights present different patterns. The lower the flowers, the denser. They are like close friends, holding hands tightly. Like girlfriends, they are intimate, face to face, whispering secrets that cannot be "said". The higher the flowers grow, the more diverse they appear. The flower cluster in the lower part is a whole, with a large pink glare, which is more suitable to be described by the flower cluster in the upper part. Clusters of flowers, some like pink light pendants, are more natural and gorgeous than pendants; Some are like girls hiding behind Luo Zhang in ancient times, blushing and smiling; Some people seem to meet a man they love and secretly send their eyes to show their love. (Short Literature Network:/)

Look carefully, but in the endless pink, there are many azaleas of different shapes and colors, bow their heads, look up, shy, unrestrained, deep red, light yellow and milky white. ...

Our youth beat our bodies in the mixture of heavy rain and scorching sun. You are so helpless and helpless when fate chooses to make you bow your head and smash you to pieces. ...

(3) The autumn rain rained intermittently for a whole week. The sky is overcast with clouds, lightning and thunder, the green trees are shaking violently, and the huge wind is sweeping the green leaves. If the branches are whipped by thousands of invisible whips, they will tremble and scream with pain. I closed the window so that no one could hear me. However, through the transparent window, I can still see the swaying body of green trees, its head, its hands, its waist and its green skirt, all of which are tortured to death by the wind and rain. I clearly felt its pain, its sadness and its struggle. Several trees, devastated by wind and rain, broke their hands, heads and waists, bid farewell to the beauty of the world, turned into nutrients, and went to the deepest part of the soil to continue their brand-new journey.

The rain finally stopped. After the storm, it rained in Mao Mao. I opened the balcony door and looked for my favorite cuckoo. I see the green leaves are more crystal clear and full, and the flowers are more beautiful and moving. I smell a faint fragrance floating leisurely, which makes people feel refreshed.

Fate, sometimes cruel, deprives you of health and destroys your body and mind. However, don't forget, in your heart, there are those beautiful childhood like continuous autumn rain, and the exuberant youth like cuckoo. In the face of diseases, setbacks and difficulties, we need to shout in our hearts: as long as hope, memory and beauty persist, we will certainly see the rainbow after the storm!

Plain fine print, ink dyed with joy.

Author: duckweed in the rain stream

There is no star, no moon, no light and no electricity tonight, only drizzle knocks on the window. The rain is ticking, everything is disturbed, and the calm heart lake is rippling layer by layer, just like a shower disturbing the blue waves of a lake.

How many past events, such as lava from the crater, rolled in like an avalanche. Everyone is just a drop in the ocean, how small and subtle, just like a dust in the vast universe. Who can feel the jump or silence?

All along, I don't want to write about sadness, I don't want to drown my sadness in the dust, I'm afraid it will hurt at the touch of a finger, and I don't want to infect my relatives and friends around me. Every day, no matter how depressed I am, I will try to put on a faint smile to face the world. Only when I am careful that I can no longer bear the burning pain in my heart will I add a touch of sadness between the lines.

I hope everyone around me is smiling, and I hope the world is full of songs and laughter. However, when the bitterness reaches the limit and can no longer be concealed, I just want to have a small world that can only accommodate me, so that I can cry once. ...

Every time you suffer from illness, it will make you colder. After a painful baptism, you will understand that your body is what you should cherish most, because pain and pain are irreplaceable, and only you can bear it silently; The ups and downs of every journey will make you stronger. After experiencing ups and downs, you will understand that ups and downs on the road of life are inevitable. Only by standing up straight and accepting it indifferently can we usher in a gorgeous rainbow.

Life, climbing and practicing all the way, even if you can't walk out of elegance, you must move forward proudly.

I don't like talking to people all the time. Even if I have a Qian Qian knot in my heart, I just want to comb it quietly by myself. Silence in the light of time, speechless with the years; Dead of night, dead of night; Silence is in a state of mind, relatively silent with the mind. Sit quietly, bear silently, swallow silently, digest silently, be silent. ...

The world is noisy, the world is troubled, you can't see the intrigue clearly, and you can't guess human nature. Maybe I'm only suitable for a person to walk and watch. Accustomed to the loneliness of Qingning, no matter how hard you try, you can't blend in with the noisy crowd. Then stick to your own peace and security, stick to the original purity and simplicity, silently cross the world of mortals, silently guard a corner, warm your heart, be indifferent and happy, silently rely on.

Countless sleepless nights are spent in words and music. Perhaps the world is too impetuous, perhaps the heart is becoming more and more peaceful, or perhaps it is becoming more and more clear: there are many kinds of moods, so it is better to think independently, adjust and rise and fall than to talk to someone.

Quietly hide all kinds of emotions in a jagged text and let them out quietly; Exile all kinds of sadness in a string of soothing notes and gently let it go.

All the ups and downs, taste slowly, chew carefully and digest silently; All sorrows are like troubles, quietly endured, gently ironed and quietly collected. There is a gentle breeze in the morning, the sun is shining high on earth, and the wind is light and the clouds are light.

The world of mortals is rolling, life is long, right and wrong are unclear, and it is hard to distinguish. The world is full of troubles and worries, and I have long been used to walking alone, humming alone, looking at the world silently and coldly, and feeling life silently and quietly.

Along the way, I realized while watching, with fireworks in my left hand and poems in Tang and Song Dynasties in my right hand. I watched the natural beauty of the world with joy and looked at the world with indifference. The world is so big, you only need a narrow and quiet shack to put your body, and you only need to build a pure and pure world to put your mind, and the world can be leisurely; Let the world change without fear. Calm as water, grow old safely.

Lijiang affair

Xue Rongjun

Lijiang, an unforgettable place.

In this autumn, which is easy to produce storylines, I embarked on a trip to Lijiang.

Throughout the ages, no one has defined the target location of an affair as a person. I think "beauty" means beauty, and "encounter" means meeting. What is the most beautiful thing to go to Lijiang? Running water, tall and straight mountains, open flowers, growing fruits, scenery along the way and dark' smiling faces' like relatives are all the most beautiful. When you see it, you meet it. Ambiguity is the most beautiful scenery.

When I arrived in Old Town of Lijiang, it was already afternoon. The tour guide is Paopao, a 30-year-old local Mosuo. The custom of divorce made him the father of three children. After a quick dinner in a Tibetan restaurant, Paopao took us to Old Town of Lijiang.

This time is the rainy season in Lijiang, with an average annual rainfall of 1 1,000 mm. The Lijiang statue at night has just been washed and is very fresh. Stepping on the bluestone board that records the history of the ancient tea-horse road for more than 800 years can not help but increase the sense of history in the journey. Paopao, the tour guide, talked about some matters needing attention in visiting the ancient city in front of an inn, and then left on the grounds of "coming to Lijiang to find an affair by himself". This night, I was destined to find an affair myself.

According to historical records, at the end of Song Dynasty and the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, the Mu ancestor of Lijiang moved the ruling center from Baisha Ancient Town to the present Lion Mountain. In the first year of Baoyou in the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mongolian army enlisted and Kublai Khan was stationed here. In the fifteenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Ajiaad, the magistrate of Tongan Prefecture, surrendered to the Ming Dynasty and established Lijiang Military and Civilian Mansion. Ajiaad was given the surname Mu by Zhu Yuanzhang and made a hereditary magistrate. The following year, Mude built a "military and civilian yamen" at the foot of Lion Mountain. At that time, Lijiang City was a "residential tile-roofed community", with more than a thousand residents in the ancient city at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and the scale of urban construction was quite large. In the second year of Yongzheng, Yang Bi, the first official and magistrate of Lijiang, took office.

Walking into Old Town of Lijiang subverted my thoughts on the trip. Before I came here, I thought Lijiang was nothing more than a few ancient buildings preserved in the southwest border of the motherland, but it was not. First of all, a small river runs through Dayan ancient town, adding popularity and vitality to the ancient city. The river is crystal clear, which is obviously a small tributary formed by the melting of snow-capped mountains. Old Town of Lijiang, with an area of 7 square kilometers, is small, but it is a famous cultural city in my opinion. The hieroglyphics of Dongba culture on large and small walls record the historical development and glory of Naxi nationality. The original and complete wooden house records the natural engineering of historical buildings and the rise and fall of wooden houses. Dynamic and beautiful LED lights shuttle through every street, snack bars, open-air bars, Dongba music huts, everything, Naxi, Tibetan, Bai, Yi, Han, Mosuo, China, foreigners, and extremely challenging language collisions often make tourists laugh. Young people like it best, and people are the easiest to get rid of fatigue. Then there is disco music, with professional musicians on the stage and tourists under the stage. It is intertwined, neon flashing, dancing and shaking while drinking, and its deafening songs have been trampled on the wooden floor for hundreds of years ... which I never thought of. It is really a cultural tension bred by a border town, of course, Lijiang from generation to generation. Sweet and delicious yak meat, endless wooden waterwheel full of history, ancient stone bridge with a long history, African tambourine in the music cabin ..... That night, we had a good time in the ancient city until midnight.

The tour guide talked a lot about Naxi people on the road, and I was most interested in Naxi people's double suicide. Many Naxi people used to fall in love with men and women. When their love is blocked in the world, they will come to Yunshan Ping in various ways. The marriage of Naxi nationality is arranged by parents, and young people have no right to choose their spouses. So some young men and women in love, when they were not free of marriage, had the idea of "sleeping in a different place and dying at the same time" and agreed to commit suicide in a beautiful place. Double suicide is an extremely solemn, sacred and free and easy ceremony to enter another heaven. There is a special tone of mourning in the local area, which Naxi language calls "wandering sadness". It depicts such an ideal world: on the sacred Yulong Mountain, there is a place full of flowers without pain and sorrow, which is the place where God's love "wanders". There, "the white deer is the mount, the red tiger is the plow, the pheasant comes to announce the dawn, and the fox is the hound" … there, you can freely combine with your lover and suck the nectar of love forever.

There is a double suicide meeting process, in which one person offers and the other is willing to go with the right person. Sometimes I say goodbye to my close friends, and friends keep secrets for them. Individual martyrs will also tell their mothers about this decision, and their mothers will keep it a secret. Before the double suicide, the two bought as many things as possible and made full preparations. The process of martyrdom is also the last pleasure of martyrs. They eat, drink, and have fun in a good place, put on new clothes, and say goodbye to life at last. Then coins were scattered around, and the two embraced each other, in order to get married and grow old together.

I was moved by this unswerving love. It is said that the last time was in 1980s, after the film butterfly lovers was released in Lijiang, a village 16 couple collectively went to the mountain near Yunshan Ping, where the first couple of Naxi people fell in love.

Yunshanping is a sacred place for Naxi people, and it has also become a visible and tangible window to the "ideal world". I can't wait. It takes about 10 minutes by battery car from the entrance of Yulong Snow Mountain cableway, and then you enter an open alpine natural meadow pasture, where the terrain is gentle and undulating, and the vast meadow is scattered with low pine trees, which is Yunshan Ping. The majestic Yulong Snow Mountain is close at hand, and the Millennium Glacier is clearly visible. On the long grassland, under the shade of vegetation, yaks are hidden or present, showing a highland pasture scenery. The majestic snow-capped mountains and natural pastures in front of me have brought me the power of nature and freedom. I seem to think that the double suicide of Fat Brother Jin and Fat Girl not only expresses tragic feelings, but also represents the love concept of pursuing freedom and loyalty. Fat brothers and sisters, I am really moved by your's love. I wish you a happy and free life in the "Yulong Third Country".

The next morning, we watched the original ecological large-scale realistic drama Impression Lijiang directed by Zhang Yimou in Ganhaizi, the world's highest outdoor stage at an altitude of 3 100 meters. The live performance takes Yulong Snow Mountain as the background, absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, takes the achievements of nature and folk culture as the carrier, and uses generous and freehand brushwork to make life real and shocking and close to every visitor who approaches Lijiang. Every article makes people like it! The ancient tea-horse road gives people a feeling of walking in the sky; "To Nine Snow Mountains" shows the enthusiasm of ethnic minorities under the snow mountains for their friends and their open-minded optimism about life. "Heaven and Earth" tells the story of Naxi's free combination of lovers, the life of youth never dies, and lovers never grieve. The original song and dance of "Dance Song" is to welcome guests from afar and show their unique enthusiasm; In the shocking drums and the eloquent chanting of the old Dongba, "Encouraging Heaven" makes people seem to be integrated into an endless Naxi nationality; The "Blessing Ceremony" expresses the enthusiastic Naxi people. They sincerely pray for friends from all directions, pray for God to realize your wishes and bless you with happiness. ...

In the afternoon, we went to the Blue Moon Valley at the foot of Yulong Snow Mountain, which is the "Baishui River" in the local population. On sunny days, the color of water flowing down from the snow-capped mountains is blue, and the valley looks like an enlarged crescent moon. From a distance, it looks like a blue moon embedded at the foot of Yulong Snow Mountain, so it is called Blue Moon Valley. Some students asked me on WeChat that the water is blue. Do you have copper sulfate? I really have no time to study it carefully. Anyway, I have been deeply attracted by Blue Moon Valley.

Lijiang is a magical place; Lijiang is a place with stories.