Travel composition, no less than 800 words

(10) A small trip to the south of the Yangtze River

Following the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, I looked at this beautiful and magical river style painting in Yun Yingbo's heart.

The flowing water was beautiful and deep green. I leaned down and gently fiddled with the lake water. It looked like a low house, and I was reflected in the flowing picture. This water flows calmly and slowly, unlike the Three Gorges, which is "as fast as an arrow and as fierce as a rushing wave." This water is as deep as a jade plate, like fruit wine made from green grass, and is not like the "Tan in the Pool" of Xiaoshitan. The fish may have a white head, but they all seem to be swimming in the air with no support.” You can see clearly. The fisherman used his oar to slowly push the flowing water, and like Wu Jun, I also experienced the freedom and leisure of "drifting in the current, anything."

The first time I stepped on the road in Jiangnan, the wet road surface and the moss had grown regardless of the season. I took a breath and saw the fresh air. I couldn’t smell the slightest exhaust gas from the city. I couldn’t smell the city. In the hustle and bustle, you can only smell the fragrance of wild flowers mixed with the land here. This is the unique atmosphere of Jiangnan. I couldn't help but close my eyes and use my sense of smell and hearing to feel this different place and appreciate the strong cultural atmosphere here.

I couldn't help but turn to a quiet and deep alley. There were several houses, but the windows were closed, and the doors were red painted with carved patterns. When I stepped forward, I saw that there were spiders wrapped around the corners of the door. Silk, that was a house that no one lived in. Time has passed, people have gone, and the building is empty. The owner of the house left behind this dilapidated mansion. People passing by often stop and speculate on the identity, status, and status of this wealthy family. The owner's glitz...

Looking up this alley, the sky is stretched into a thin line. There must be a group of lively children passing by on this alley, running and jumping, going to and from school... There must be a person The old woman groped for her way to the market... The postman rode a bicycle, swinging along the narrow path, delivering letters to thousands of households. Also, there is the lilac girl, holding an oil umbrella, walking slowly through the alley...ah! How many people and inexhaustible cultural complexes does this road carry? What kind of road is this road?

As I walked along the way back and forth, the shrill sound of the pipa caught my soul. A woman half-covered her head, her enchanting body swaying rhythmically with the pipa, making the blue waves ripple. When the woman concentrated, everything on both sides of the road seemed to be frozen, and then shattered with a flick of her finger... Such a sad tune, the woman There are too many unspeakable emotions in your heart, right? I thought deeply and left quietly...

All along the way, I was reminiscing about what happened in Jiangnan. It seemed to be destined or a coincidence. I couldn't tell. Being born in a big city, it was the first time for me to see such a simple place and feel such poignant emotions. This is the only time in my life that I read this place with a dull feeling. Jiangnan’s scenery, Jiangnan’s objects or Jiangnan’s people are all the most primitive humanistic heritage.

With these emotions in mind, I reluctantly left this place with a strong cultural atmosphere.

Jiangnan, you are really unforgettable for me!

Comments:

This is an examination essay on the topic of "travel". The young author traveled around the south of the Yangtze River with his own body and heart, and experienced the unique landscape and cultural atmosphere of the south of the Yangtze River.

While swimming in the south of the Yangtze River, the young author felt the tranquility and clear blue of the Fuchun River in Wu Jun's works, and experienced the freedom and leisure of "drifting in the current, doing anything"; while swimming in the south of the Yangtze River, the young author met Dai Wangshu's "lilac-like knot" "Melancholy Girl", listen to the sad and plaintive tunes of the pipa girl.

The article reproduces the unique scenery of Jiangnan with its small bridges, flowing water, and deep alleys in a beautiful and lively style. It shows the unique atmosphere of Jiangnan with the fragrance of moss and wild flowers, and the distinctive regional cultural characteristics. It can be seen that the young author has a relatively rich cultural heritage and a relatively broad reading horizon

Reference materials: Original diary works