Writing an essay based on the beautiful Huangdao

1. Beautiful Hometown An essay about the west coast of Huangdao

I have a beautiful hometown, and its name is Xingning.

To the south of Xingning City, there is a Shenguang Mountain Forest Park with three peaks standing side by side. The fog is shrouded in the four seasons, the trees are towering, the sun is covered with green, the mountain springs are flowing, the winding paths lead to secluded places, and there are rich historical sites. It has been a place for literati and poets of all ages to visit, leaving behind many beautiful legends. There is Mochi Temple on the mountainside. In the Song Dynasty, Tanhua Luo Mengjiao studied calligraphy and often washed his inkstones in a pool in the mountain. The water was dark green, so it was called "Mochi". On the Double Ninth Festival every year, Shenguang Mountain is the busiest time. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it can be said to be a sea of ??people. If you want to reach the top of the mountain quickly, if you have a challenging spirit, you can go up the steepest stone steps in the middle. When you stand on the TV tower on the top of Shenguang Mountain, you will have a panoramic view of the villages, paddy fields and urban areas. You will be amazed by this beautiful scenery.

To the north of Xingning City, there is Heshui Reservoir, which is a place for sightseeing. Here are rippling blue waves, beautiful scenery, scattered small islands, and dotted with canoes. The most attractive place for children to play is definitely the macaque paradise. There are hundreds of macaques there, jumping on trees, running underground, chasing, and begging tourists for food. ...make tourists forget to leave.

Speaking of Shenguang Mountain and Heshui Reservoir, Xingning also has many natural attractions, such as Heshan Rock, Jiming Mountain, Luofu Dutian River and other scenic spots. In short, no matter where I go in Xingning, my hometown is the most beautiful in my heart. 2. An essay about the west coast of Huangdao of no less than 600 words

The beautiful Shandong Peninsula is home to a mysterious Huangdao. The layout of Huangdao resembles a flying phoenix, also known as Phoenix. The island is located in Qingdao Development Zone, Shandong Province, with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate. Clean, fresh, beautiful, welcoming. . . . . . These words are simply synonymous with Huangdao. Just after the summer vacation this year, I was invited by my aunt to visit Huangdao. Transportation is really convenient now. It only takes six hours to take the D train from Beijing to Qingdao. The fastest train can reach more than 250 kilometers per hour. I got on the train at around 7 a.m. and arrived in Qingdao at 1 p.m.

Qingdao is one of the most beautiful cities in Asia, which is quite attractive to me. However, since my aunt lives in Huangdao, I was in a hurry before I could visit the famous Qingdao. Busily boarded the ferry bound for Huangdao. Although the ferry was not as big as the luxurious river ship I had been on, I still couldn't see the water splashing from the ship's strings while sitting in the cabin. The motor roared, and the ferry slowly left the dock and entered the vast sea. The boat began to bump up and down, but fortunately the wind was not too strong and the waves were still high. You can see the blue sky through the porthole, and a red sun shines on the restless sea, reflecting dazzling light. The waves on the sea are undulating, and the waves behind push the waves ahead, rolling rhythmically and disorderly, never stopping, never calming down.

After a while, the ferry docked, stopped and disembarked. The beautiful Huangdao appears in front of you. The flat and wide asphalt road is smooth and there are not many vehicles on the road. In the large open space on both sides of the road, there are neatly arranged containers, some red, green and blue, more than ten meters high. There are often large trucks pulling containers in and out of the cargo yard. The roadside and middle flower beds are lush and green. Perhaps because it is humid near the sea, the plants grow particularly vigorously. They are also very clean and neatly built by the workers. Towering French tung trees and other unknown green trees are neatly arranged on the roadside, standing like crowns and tassels to welcome and see off guests. The roads here are clean and wide, the sky here is transparent and blue, and the sea here is choppy but still lovely. It’s so beautiful, this is the legendary paradise on earth!

After driving about ten kilometers, we arrived at my aunt’s house. My aunt’s family and a little brother who was one year younger than me welcomed us. My aunt lives in Huangdao Development Zone, which is the most prosperous place. There are many tall buildings and flashing neon lights.

After lunch, we couldn’t wait to go to the beach to play. Since the climate here was cooler and we couldn’t swim in the sea, we picked up shells at the beach, waded in the shallow water, and caught fish. Crabs, shrimps, clams and fish, the sea breeze blows in your face, it is very cool and comfortable.

In the next few days, we visited Tangdao Bay, Langyatai, Golden Beach, Silver Beach, Ocean Polar World, and Mount Laoshan. Take a swig of Laoshan pure natural mineral water. When passing by Langyatai, I heard the tour guide mention the name of Langyatai. Historical records were first recorded in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas: Dongjing of the Sea": "Langyatai is between the Bohai Sea, east of Langya." "Historical Records: The Chronicles of Qin Shihuang" explains: "There is a lake on the bank of Gaihai. The mountain, shaped like a platform, is in Langya, so it is called Langya Terrace."

When we came to the foot of Langya Terrace, the beautiful seaside scenery first caught my eye. The vast Longwan Bay is rippling with blue waves, and layers of silver-white waves are slowly advancing. The Langyatai standing in front is majestic, poetic and picturesque. Hiking to the top of Langyatai, the air is fresh, the mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

I stood on a high place and looked around. I could see the changing sea waves and bits and pieces of fishing sails. It seemed like I had entered a real fairyland. I couldn't help but sigh: No wonder Qin Shihuang chose this place to build a platform. No wonder he visited it three times and stayed there. Forget to return, happy to forget to return!

The polar ocean world impressed me the most. There are polar bears, beluga whales, seals, walruses, sea lions, fur seals, turtles, penguins and all kinds of fish. It’s really an eye-opener!

The seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and we were about to go home, but my heart stayed there, in that picturesque paradise on earth ----- ---. 3. Write an essay of more than 300 words with the title "Autumn in Huangdao".

Autumn is beautiful; autumn is joyful. Entering autumn, autumn will always smile to us.

How charming it is to enter autumn! Look, Rice Sui'er seems to be wearing a golden skirt and bends down heavily; Corn is also wearing a yellow coat and a red hat on his head, constantly showing off. Sorghum and soybeans couldn't help but smile and sang harvest songs, as if they were there to welcome the arrival of autumn.

Entering autumn, how attractive the autumn orchards are! Look, Apple is blushing and hiding shyly among the green leaves; Grape "bought" another purple jumpsuit and couldn't wait to put it on. The persimmon tree quickly picked up the small red lantern and kept swinging it, as if it was for Miss Qiu to see!

Entering autumn, how beautiful the autumn garden is! The sunflowers stood there sheepishly with their heads lowered like criticized children; the wild chrysanthemums emitted bursts of fragrance and smiled at us in colorful dresses, red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. , how beautiful!

Entering autumn, the first fallen leaf in autumn represents the smile of autumn. Pick it up and treasure it quietly! 4. A 600-word essay on Huangdao’s Autumn. I really have nothing to write. Can you help me briefly introduce it?

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and autumn comes quietly. God does not know it, and ghosts do not know it. Sleep.

Like a child wearing a beautiful princess dress! A gust of autumn wind blew by, and it turned out that "Grandma Qiu" was changing clothes for his children! The other trees seemed unwilling to take off their beautiful summer clothes. Only the maple tree put on its fiery red autumn clothes. Autumn sends the good news of autumn with fiery red maple leaves; Autumn hangs ripe fruits on every fruit tree, making the autumn air fragrant; Autumn dyes the leaves yellow, Golden, orange, light yellow... A breeze blows, and the leaves fall from the arms of the tree mother one after another, like beautiful yellow butterflies dancing, dressing up autumn like a golden world; autumn brings rice , sorghum and other foods were all cooked, giving the farmer uncle who got up early a big surprise. So many scenery decorated autumn so picturesquely that it made people feel like a stroke of genius.

When we came to the field, a beautiful picture immediately appeared in front of our eyes. Golden rice came into view. The rice was full of fruits, which were so heavy that they bent the rice. A breeze blew by, and the golden rice swayed with the wind, like a golden ocean. This year's harvest must be very good.

I continued walking in the fields and came to the sorghum field. The fiery red sorghum was like a fire. A piece of sorghum was like a fire. If others didn’t know, it would look like it was on fire from a distance. Woolen cloth! Going further down, we came to a piece of land. What kind of land was that? There were no sprouts on it. I looked at the sign and saw that it was a potato field. Because the potatoes grew in the soil, I couldn't tell. I really wanted to dig up a potato to see how big it was, but it didn't work. I guessed that the potatoes in the soil must be very big and very delicious.

I came to the orchard, and as soon as I entered the apple forest, I immediately saw it, how red it was! Each apple looks so much like a smiling face. I came up with a sentence: Hehehahaha has no worries! Walking further inside, the grape trees formed a huge umbrella to cover the sun. The grapes were like crystal beads, and like crystal agates, which made people want to eat them. Each grape opened its mouth, revealing its delicious purple-ruby fruit. I secretly picked one, ah, it was so delicious! Pomegranate's face also turned red, revealing rows of red and white teeth. So much fun! It’s funny when you think about it.

This is the autumn I see. Have you ever seen such a beautiful and attractive scene? If not, then you should really try it! I'm here for you. 5. Write a 900-word argumentative essay with the title "Beautiful Qingdao, My Home"

In the early morning, a few crisp birdsong woke me up from my dream. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he stood up and leaned on the bed, carefully recalling the dream that had just passed away...

In front of a row of red-tiled classrooms were bicycles lined up neatly. Big and small; new and old; wheel by wheel, handle by handle. Behind the house, the apple trees that have just sprouted are covered with flowers. A little girl with pigtails was nervously busy taking an exam in the classroom... I have had this dream several times. In my dreams, I often return to my alma mater, Malan Middle School.

The alma mater in my memory is very beautiful. Between the two wide cement roads are many spacious and bright classrooms. The Yong Road in the east is lined with white poplars that have been growing for many years.

The mottled branches have left traces of time. Every spring, these tall poplar trees send out little pink-green leaves. They are like newly born babies looking at the children on the campus who are seeking knowledge every day; in summer, their broad leaves are densely packed together. Keep the hot sunlight out of the leaves. Create a cool tree-lined avenue. There are often students in twos and threes sitting or standing, leaning or leaning under the trees, reading, studying, and having fun. This is also my paradise. Whenever the bell rang, a few classmates and I rushed out of the classroom, grabbed rubber bands and rushed to the avenue, dancing with bare feet. When I was tired, I ran to the pool under the tree, turned on the faucet, and let the gurgling water flow through my fingers.

The Yong Road in the west is lined with grafted black locust trees. Every flower season, pink and purple Sophora japonica flowers bloom. Clusters of blooming locust trees weigh down the thorny branches. The faint fragrance of flowers often attracts bees buzzing and singing and many unknown insects. Dance around the beautiful flowers. Sometimes, a few naughty classmates and I would use convenience bags to catch a few bugs and use them to scare other classmates. Seeing their frightened looks, I made a face and laughed happily.

Behind each row of classrooms are lush apple trees. In spring, their low branches are covered with flowers. There are green fruits hanging in the summer, and ripe apples in the autumn. Every time in this season, I always like to open the green wooden window when I sit by the window. Look out the window at the sparrows playing among the dense leaves. Summer looked at the singing cicada hiding under the leaves. Catching a pot-bellied mantis in autumn. I still remember a fat classmate named Zhang Wei who took off his shoes during lunch break in the summer and lay barefoot on two opposite desks to sleep. I picked up his smelly shoes and leaned forward to hang them on the fruit branches outside the window. He was so embarrassed that he listened to the English teacher for two lessons with bare feet... little by little, added a lot of anecdotes to the tense study life.

The alma mater in my memory has many teachers with high moral character and high quality. At that time, I looked forward to Friday’s composition class all day long. Because, in almost every composition class, Teacher *** always takes the compositions of me and several classmates as model works and explains them in the class. It was his "detailed description, careful observation, and realistic description, wonderful!" and other comments that led me to the path of literary creation, and it was out of control. I still remember the funny chemistry teacher; I remember the serious math teacher; I remember the soft-spoken English teacher; and the physics teacher who personally led us to do experiments. Under their hard education, the students in my class also rushed to their own jobs: some worked as engineers at Beijing Foton Motor Company; some worked as accounting supervisors at Jinan Airlines; some worked as lawyers in Qingdao, and some On the Yantai Railway... we are like different flowers, blooming in different places, emitting our own fragrance.

The alma mater must have changed now! It is no longer the same as I remember...Thanks to my alma mater. Thanks to all the teachers at my alma mater. I sincerely hope that my alma mater will take advantage of the new curriculum reform, optimize classroom teaching, and cultivate more pillars of society! Beautiful campus, my home

Dear teachers and judges: Hello everyone! I am XXX, a student from class 0202. The title of my speech today is "Beautiful Campus, My Home". There is a "Shangri-La" in everyone's heart. As the song goes, "That is my home, my paradise!" And the home in my mind is Haimen Experimental School of Jiangsu Province. Whether it's morning mist or nightfall, I always love to walk around the campus and take a look, for no other reason than to experience the unique vitality and appreciate the blossoming flowers in the flowers. The variety of appearances in costumes is just to look forward to the romance and tenderness of the stars nestling next to the moon. I love the flowers and plants on campus. But what I love most is the spirit that permeates the campus, which is hard work, fearlessness, strength, and struggle. Whenever we, who are full of enthusiasm, enter the campus, we will think of what Premier Zhou said: "Read for the rise of China"! These nine words shine brightly in my mind. Over time, it became the most fashionable language in the family. Those pairs of eyes hungry for knowledge tell people: There are roads in the mountain of books, and diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and the boat is the boat. Letter after letter, equation after equation, like the morning star in the dark night, guide us to dig out the treasures in the depths of knowledge and open the doors and windows of wisdom. Facts speak louder than words. No pain, no gain. It is our hard writing and reading at night that has won praise after praise and certificate after certificate. This is due to the teachers' persuasive teachings and the competition between students to help each other. Time flies like water, the sun and the moon fly by, accompanied by the singing and dancing of orioles, accompanied by flowers and trees, in this home that is always so beautiful everywhere. We learned to be strong and patient. We have gradually grown from immature children to teenagers trying to explore the philosophy of life. This is the true meaning of growth and the greatest wealth that campus life gives us. The bright street lamps and the fragrant magnolia flowers are all shrouded in the night, like a sacred home that breeds hope for tomorrow. Quiet, peaceful, warm and comfortable. I want to say: "Today we are proud of you, and tomorrow you will be proud of us! We love you, this beautiful home, this beautiful Shangri-La!" 6. Beautiful Qingdao composition with more than 300 words

When talking about "blue sky, blue sea, red tiles and green trees", everyone will inevitably think of Qingdao, a unique coastal city.

Qingdao is surrounded by mountains and sea, with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate. With its unique geography and environment, it has left a deep impression on everyone who has visited Qingdao.

The huge Huibin Plaza, the lush Qingdao Botanical Garden, the beautiful Badaguan, the antique Pichaiyuan, the enthusiastic Qingdao people... and so on will leave a lasting impression on those who have traveled here. Left an indelible mark. Qingdao has 26 different architectural styles of buildings, but both buildings and earthen houses have the same feature: red tiles.

Students who have been to the south will definitely know that the roofs of buildings in the south are all gray and black tiles. But the roofs of buildings in Qingdao are all the same color from the sky - red.

The Zhanqiao is a very famous scenic spot in Qingdao and a symbol of Qingdao. It was built in 1892 and is the earliest wharf in Qingdao. The southern end of the bridge is a semicircular breakwater, and inside the embankment is Huilan Pavilion, a The national-style two-story octagonal pavilion. When the tide rises in autumn, the waves hit the shore, stirring up huge waves of tens of meters, making a roaring sound. After the tide ebbs, the seawater recedes 100 meters, and the rocky beach is full of people digging for clams. tourists. Every autumn when the sea is calm, thousands of seagulls fly low in the bay, forming a harmonious picture with the blue sky, the Huilan Pavilion in the distance, and the people watching the sea nearby.

The urban buildings here are all built on the hillsides facing the sea. They are mainly European-style single buildings and use colorful colors, especially the almost uniform red roofs, which have become a major feature of Qingdao City. . Looking down from Xiaoyushan Park, you can see patches of red tiles shaded by blue and green, bringing a deep warmth to the city.

The blue sea, blue sky, red tiles, and green trees reflect Qingdao’s beautiful appearance. Red reefs, fine waves, colorful sails, and golden beaches constitute Qingdao’s beautiful coastal scenery. The winding coastline and unique The European-style neighborhoods form a colorful picture. Walking through it, you feel like you are in an ancient European town, romantic and freehand. 7. A 50-word essay about the beautiful Qingdao and the polar ocean world

I often see Qingdao as a very beautiful coastal city on TV. This summer vacation, I had a face-to-face contact with Qingdao.

The beauty of Qingdao lies in its sea. I walked barefoot on the thin beach and admired the boundless, blue sea.

I could vaguely hear the chirping of seagulls in the distance, and the calm seawater lazily washed aquatic plants and some beautiful shells ashore. The beach attracts many tourists. Some play beach bath in the sun, some swim in the sea and have water fights, and some dig sand castles on the beach and wash their feet.

I couldn't help but pick many colorful shells on the beach. The sea water kept lapping my little feet, which was very comfortable. A wave came over, and the string of footprints left on the beach disappeared without a trace... The beauty of Qingdao lies not only in its sea, but also in its mountains.

Here is Mount Laoshan, one of the birthplaces of Taoism. It is surrounded by sea water, with undulating mountains, green mountains and green waters. From a distance, the peaks seem to be covered by a layer of gauze, like a fairyland.

The beauty of Qingdao lies in its environment. The environment here is elegant, the streets are clean, the air is very fresh, and there are many flowers, plants and trees.

Qingdao is really a beautiful coastal city that makes me feel relaxed and happy, and I never want to leave. 8. The place I have been to is Huangdao. How should I write this essay?

Summer is here and the sun is scorching. My mother took me to the magical Shennongjia - "Savage Valley".

We took a special tourist bus to Shenlongjia. But when we arrived, we found that it was already past six in the afternoon, so we had to eat dinner to recuperate and prepare for tomorrow's trip.

On the second day, the real trip began. We first followed the tour guide to a huge dark cave. Some tourists walked in with flashlights. Swallows flew out of the cave from time to time. I felt It's very surprising that in such a dark cave, the swallows don't hit the stone wall. According to the tour guide, this is called "Swallow Cave". It is said that the swallows here have sound wave sensing capabilities, so they will not hit stones even in dark places. These are the swallows unique to Shenlongjia.

We suddenly realized that this was the case! Later, we went to a cave with two holes on it. The tour guide said that this turned out to be the "Nostril Cave" with a strange name, because the two holes on it looked like nose eyes, hence the name. Oh! So that's it Ah.

The stone walls here are cold. It is good to sleep here in the summer, but if it rains, then he will inevitably be "tested by the gods", and a lot of water will flow from those two "nostrils" "Snot", he will become a "drowned rat". After we came out and continued walking forward, a rough rope appeared in front of us. We looked up along the rope and there was a small hole.

There are stone tables and stone benches here. We all discussed that savages once lived here. I was very curious and wanted to climb up, but the management said that it had become loose and the rope could no longer be used... ...We reluctantly left until our stomach growled in protest, but our desire to play again did not leave. I hope you can visit the beautiful Shenlongjia. If you have the chance, bring me some more. Here's a photo. 9. With beauty

1 Sometimes, lies are also a kind of beauty.

A year ago, my goal was to attend a key high school and take the high school entrance examination in order to increase my knowledge. However, what I never expected was that just because of mathematics, I would fail to pass the threshold of a key high school. A year later, when I stepped into the examination room in July as a repeat student, the meaning of the high school entrance examination to me was completely different from a year ago. There were more than 300 days of repeated exams, and success or failure was determined by 3 days. No matter what, I You can't take it easy either.

When the politics test was finished in the afternoon of the first day, my friend Ying was dancing with excitement. Most of the questions were ones she had done before. I lay on the bed and read a book while listening to her chatter about the answers. As I listened, my heart seemed to plunge into an abyss, and I was no longer in the mood to read, because there were several highly subjective things about me that were completely different from Ying. Looking at Ying's face full of confidence, it felt like I had received a verdict of failure again, and the loss and sadness in my heart were self-evident. Finally, I covered myself with the quilt and secretly cried alone.

It wasn’t until dinner, when Ying said outside that Teacher Wu was looking for me, that I lifted up the quilt, washed my face randomly, and then walked into Teacher Wu’s room like a tree...

When I came out of Teacher Wu's room, I was in a different mood. A minute ago, Teacher Wu fully affirmed my answer, which undoubtedly gave me a shot of stimulant; it made me full of confidence and hope in myself, but also full of sympathy and regret for Ying.

While eating, Ying quietly came over and said, "I just looked through the information. It turns out that there are no answers to those questions. Maybe you are right."

"Maybe, Teacher Wu said just now..." I suddenly remembered Teacher Wu's instructions and hurriedly stopped.

"What did Teacher Wu just say?"

"Oh, it's nothing. She told me to be more careful in future exams, and there is still a chance. She also told us not to talk to each other after the exam. Answer." I was a little touched by my words. In order for Yingneng to be in a good mood, I gave her a beautiful lie.

The next exams went smoothly. When the last exam ended, I let out a long breath. Based on preliminary estimates, I felt that I was sure of victory.

I thought the wait for the high school entrance examination would be long, but I thought the results would come out in a week without taking them. When I learned that I was admitted as a middle school teacher with only 2 points, I almost broke into a cold sweat, and at the same time I wondered if my points had been calculated incorrectly. But when I got the report card, I understood everything - my political score was only 62.

I only felt that my eyes were wet, and tears had quietly climbed up my cheeks. It turned out that during the high school entrance examination, I was the one who really received that beautiful lie.

I will always treasure this beautiful lie in the bag of memory.

2. Ordinary is also beautiful

A drop of water can reflect the brilliance of the sun, a flower can embellish the beauty of spring, and a screw can drive the operation of a machine. Although the world is prosperous, you can still find that ordinary things are actually beautiful.

An ordinary drop of water is very beautiful. In the vast sea of ??people, Hong Zhanhui is just an ordinary drop of water. He is not a shining star, nor is he a rich man with a wealthy family. He is just an ordinary college student. He works to earn money, not to "promote the economic development of the motherland and achieve great rejuvenation", but just to support his family in trouble and make his sister's life better. An ordinary wish came true in an ordinary way, but he moved China. Hong Zhanhui's spirit of constant self-improvement and strong sense of responsibility are his beauty. What his actions reflect is the glory of spiritual civilization. We are ordinary people, and we can also have that beauty - as long as we learn from Hong Zhanhui.

An ordinary flower is very beautiful. Many people like peonies because they are graceful, noble and elegant. And Tai Lihua made me discover: an ordinary flower is also beautiful. If ordinary people are ordinary people, then disabled people are even more ordinary among the ordinary. Tai Lihua is just a flower that has been unfairly treated by God. Without the blooming of that Spring Festival Gala, she would not be known at all. But her body is disabled and her will is strong, but her delicate arms dance with the most beautiful gestures in the world! I suddenly smelled the fragrance of life. Tai Lihua’s strong will and the spirit of hard struggle are her beauty. What she embellishes is the beauty of spring in the soul. We are ordinary people, and we can also have that beauty - as long as we spread the inner fragrance like Tai Lihua did.

An ordinary screw is very beautiful.

The successful launch of Shenzhou-6 made the two heroic astronauts Nie Haisheng and Fei Junlong receive flowers and applause from everyone. Behind them, there is a group of scientific and technological workers who are rooted in the Gobi and dedicated silently. Each of them is like a star. Screws work conscientiously in their positions, overcoming technical difficulties one after another, working hard and without being ostentatious. This is their beauty. Their work drives the operation of aerospace machinery. We are ordinary people, and we can also have that beauty - as long as we can do our part in a down-to-earth and silent manner.

Ordinary is not mediocre, it is a character more worthy of respect than greatness. Isn’t ordinary beautiful? Let us be that drop of water, a flower, a screw, and bloom our most dazzling beauty in a silent place.

Helped you find 2 articles, thank you? 10. A complete 200-word essay written by Grade 3 students on the topic "This place is so beautiful"

This place is so beautiful!

The river is clear, green, quiet and fascinating. It looks so green from a distance, as green as an emerald ribbon, but it looks so clear up close, so clear that you can see the small shrimps swimming at the bottom of the river. The little shrimp is racing with the little turtle! The little turtle dragged its green house, as if to say: "Look, my house is so beautiful." A group of crabs were playing a game of rock, scissors, and paper, but they could only produce scissors, and even the referee couldn't tell the difference. Who wins and who loses.

Both sides of the river are covered with trees, flowers and grass. The grass is green and green, like covering Mother Earth with a green quilt. The flowers are all beautiful and emit a faint fragrance, as if they are competing to see who is the most beautiful! The little squirrel on the tree exposed its big fluffy tail and got its head into the hole. What was it doing? I took a closer look and saw that food was being stored. I just wanted to hug this cute little squirrel. Suddenly, the little squirrel turned around and scared me. It grinned at me, as if saying: "This is my territory, you can't come here without my permission!"

I walked forward slowly, and saw the rolling hills in the distance. The mountains are green, green, dense, and light, really like a beautiful landscape painting. There are also some unknown small wild flowers on the road, which are blooming under the sunshine.

The clouds in the sky changed rapidly. One moment they turned into a sheep grazing, another moment they turned into a galloping horse, and before I could see clearly, they turned into a giant beast going down the mountain to hunt for prey. The tiger scared the little animals everywhere and ran away...

The beautiful scenery of this place attracted our attention so tightly that I couldn't bear to look away for a long time.