How to write an essay about beautiful Yichang

1. Beautiful Yichang composition (about 400 words)

Beauty lingers in the world. Pay attention to life with a discerning eye, and you will sigh - there is no scenery in the world.

There is no scenery in the world. Look, the beautiful nature, the catkins swaying, the grass grows and the orioles fly, the warmth of spring is a scenery; the greenery is thick, the water is sparkling, the enthusiasm of summer is a scenery; the golden world, the breeze is cool, the maturity of autumn is a scenery ; Thousands of miles of snow falling, covered in silver, the purity of winter is a scenery. The harmonious and beautiful nature is an indispensable landscape in the world.

There is no scenery in the world. Reading, rich cultural history, the majestic and majestic "The solitary smoke in the desert, the setting sun in the long river" is a scenery; the sadness and melancholy of "When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky with wine" is a scenery; "There will be long winds and waves, and the clouds will hang straight." The pride and self-confidence of "Sail the Sea" is a scenery; "Asking you how much sorrow you can have is just like the spring water of a river flowing eastward" is a scenery. The rich and profound culture is an indispensable part of the human world.

There is no scenery in the world. Look, the crystallization of human wisdom, the majestic Great Wall stretching thousands of miles is a scenery; the pyramids of magical and weird civilization miracles are a scenery; the infinitely broad broadband world is a scenery, Venus's incomplete arm is a scenery; flying to alien stars The grand blueprint of the building is a landscape; the Lianfang Building integrated with Western architecture is a landscape. At all times and in all countries, the crystallization of human wisdom is an indispensable part of the human world.

There is no scenery in the world. Listen, the echo of life: A young man took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to a beggar who was less than 1 meter tall. Half a minute later, the beggar limped toward the donation box 30 meters away and stuffed the hundred-yuan bill into the box. He also took out a few coins from his pocket and put them into the box. The sound made by the coin is exactly the beggar's kind and sincere voice, the echo of life, and the inner voice. It is an indispensable part of the human world.

Open your eyes and look back at the world with beautiful eyes and warm feelings. You will sigh - the world is full of scenery.

My favorite scenery

I don’t care about the majestic figure of Mount Tai, which “sees all the small mountains at a glance”; I don’t care about the broad mind of the sea, which “can be seen in the journey of the sun and the moon” ; I don’t care about the majestic momentum of Dongting Lake with “steaming clouds and dreamy lakes, shaking Yueyang City”; I don’t care about the romance of Qiantang with “smoky willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains”, these are not my favorite scenery.

I don’t care about the chrysanthemums that grow around the fence at the foot of the Nanshan Mountain. They are flowers of seclusion that have been plucked by wine and bloomed for eternity on the east fence. I don't care about the pure and holy gentleman's flower standing in the scorching wind; I don't care about the large groups of peonies blooming in Luoyang City, the red flower of wealth that reflects the prosperity of the prosperous age. They are not enough to embellish my favorite scenery.

There are always scrolls and ancient paintings about such a person unfolding in front of me: When he was a boy, he led fifty light cavalry into the enemy camp, with an imposing manner like a tiger, and he seemed to be in an uninhabited land among thousands of troops. Lifting the traitor with one hand, he broke out and established a great reputation. Outside the fortress, the flag was torn and fluttered by the strong wind. He looked up to the sky and roared, his arms strong, and the horse under his crotch also raised its head and neighed, and then galloped away.

The courage of the young man is truly amazing.

When he was middle-aged, he wore official uniforms and wrote vigorously. His nine discussions and ten essays were as beautiful as celery and as perfect as jade. His sentences were penetrating, but those in power were indifferent. He only advocated fighting and defeating stubborn enemies, but he was repeatedly ostracized. Even though the deeds before crossing to the south caused the rise of cowards and made the Holy Emperor sigh three times at the sight of him, his official career was really unsatisfactory, with three ups and downs. He looked into the distance and felt a trace of sourness welling up in his throat, and he couldn't help shouting: "Kill the thieves, kill the thieves, kill the thieves!"

The loyalty of middle-aged people makes people's blood surge.

It was already late in the evening, so he took out the sword from under his pillow. It was still sharp. Under the dim candlelight, he saw a battlefield full of smoke, murderous intent, bleak and gloomy. At this time, a A string of tears, a string of turbid and sad tears, a string of tears that will not condense until death, shattered on the page. He picked up the pen and trembled. Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from his eyes, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity. It was clear that what was brewing in his mouth was those two words - "kill the thief"!

The madness of old age is even more shocking and speechless.

For a long time, I was frightened and excited after watching it. Jiaxuan was brave in youth, loyal in middle age, and crazy in old age. Without his deep patriotism and firm determination to serve the country, how could these three things shock people's hearts? That fiery heart is my favorite scenery! 2. An essay about the beautiful Yangtze River in Yichang, 300 words, urgent

Have you been to Wuhan? Do you know any interesting places in Wuhan? Do you know how many famous attractions we have in Wuhan? Haha, you must have been asked by my question! You don’t know! There are many interesting places in Wuhan: Mulan Tianchi, Mulan Mountain, Yangtze River Bridge and so on. My favorite among them is the majestic Yangtze River Bridge, which is one of our iconic attractions in Wuhan.

The Yangtze River Bridge is a modern bridge with a novel shape and grandeur, like a giant dragon lying across the Yangtze River.

There are very long approach bridges at both ends of the Yangtze River Bridge.

Walk onto the circular approach bridge, with the sidewalk on the right and the roadway on the left. At the end of the approach bridge, I saw the four shining characters "Yangtze River Bridge". From south to north, the railings on both sides are made of shiny square marble. The sidewalk is paved with square cement tiles. There is a row of street lamps on the roadside. The lampposts are tall and straight, holding three square glass lamps. At night, the lights are all bright, and the beautiful bridge is like a seven-color ribbon floating on the Yangtze River.

There are many myths and legends on the other side of the bridge, such as Dayu's flood control, the nine-headed bird, etc. Dad has told me this before, but not as clearly as above.

What a beautiful and majestic Yangtze River Bridge! This is the pride of us Wuhan people. Welcome to Wuhan as a guest! 3. Write an essay about Yichang

Yichang Kangxiao Instructor Liu Chong

Yichang is my hometown. It is a world-famous hydropower capital and a beautiful city.

Yichang has the world's largest hydropower station - the Three Gorges Project. The construction of the Three Gorges Project power station is beneficial to the country and the people. It can generate electricity and prevent floods... Yichang is located in the scenic Three Gorges. The streets in the city are clean and tidy, with flowers blooming and trees lining the roadside. There are many beautiful places in the city. Parks and squares have become places for citizens to have fun and rest. Now Yichang is becoming a world-famous hydropower tourism city, attracting many Chinese and foreign tourists.

I couldn’t help but think that my hometown is so great! I love my hometown. 4. Hometown Essay (Yichang)

My hometown is a beautiful and magical place. It is located in a small county town surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is picturesque and intoxicating all year round.

In spring, the mountains and plains are covered with beautiful flowers, colorful, like a big quilt woven from flowers, covering the hills and plains with a thick layer.

In the summer, my hometown is even more beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and crystal clear rivers. There are many fish, shrimps and crabs in them. They play happily, hiding in the cracks of the rocks and sticking out their heads. Look who is here. This is a paradise for children. My friends and I often go to the river to swim, catch fish, take a bath, play in the water, and wash away the summer heat. We are cool and have fun!

In autumn, my hometown is golden, and the fallen leaves are like dancing girls, making beautiful dance steps in the air. Clusters of chrysanthemums are blooming, adding infinite vitality to the golden autumn.

In winter, my hometown turns into a beautiful fairy tale world, a vast expanse of white. My friends and I play snowball fights, make snowmen, and revel in this beautiful white world. The snow girl is in the sky. Dancing gracefully, is it telling us the story of spring?

My hometown is like my mother. When I am troubled and sad, it gives me warmth and happiness, allowing me to thrive. My hometown has beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by green trees, and the fragrance of birds and flowers. It is a beautiful place like heaven. I love my hometown 5. My hometown Yichang composition

In autumn, the birch forest in my hometown is the most beautiful. The autumn wind sweeps gently, and the fallen leaves are all over the sky, like butterflies flying one after another. The dancing elves are flying and spinning in the sky. It fell to the ground and became a golden avenue, where we played and played hide and seek. Walking in the jungle, looking up, you will see the straight white tree trunks, golden leaves, and quietly listen to the description of the birch forest...

"The beautiful Haba River, my lovely hometown, the majestic Altai Mountains... ...You are the sun in my heart. "Yes, as the song sings, everything in my hometown is so beautiful and sacred - the harmonious life, the beautiful mountains and rivers, the simple people... I am not only fond of the mountains, rivers and land of my hometown. , the customs and people feel cordial, even every plant, tree, flower, stone, brick and tile in my hometown makes me nostalgic and I can't help but want to caress...

Picturesque hometown , the beauty of the four seasons, the spring full of vitality and the fragrance of birds and flowers; the summer with scorching sun and green grass; the glorious autumn with abundant fruits; the winter covered with silver and pink and jade. Like a vibrant and changeable child, everything changes from one moment to another, and everything has its own characteristics. Don’t believe it? You see——

Spring

In spring, all things revive, the land in my hometown returns to life, and a vibrant scene appears in front of people. The river tinkled, playing the symphony of the earth; the birds chirped, talking about a better life in the future; the hard-working Kazakh herdsmen lined up neatly with their livestock, which had been almost exhausted after a long harsh winter. The team moved on. The spring sunshine is particularly bright. Miss Chun spreads her smiling face, and the warm beam of light shines over me, touching me so gently, like a mother's hand. How come the sky is so colorful and dazzling? Ah, it turns out that the children are flying kites! Under the blue sky and white clouds, colorful kites are flying and flying freely.

In spring, we are bathed in the warm spring light, and everything is so full of vitality.

Summer

The summer sun in my hometown *** bursts out its dazzling light crazily, scorching the earth, and the dust on the ground is flying. Quietly, only the heat waves from the river surged out.

Look! There is a group of children under the tree, holding homemade nets in their hands, moving quietly towards the lace! When I got closer, I saw that they were flapping butterflies. It must be a good idea to invite a few good friends and go to the river to catch fish.

In summer, we played in the clear water and blue sky in our hometown.

Autumn

In autumn, the birch forest in my hometown is the most beautiful. The autumn wind sweeps gently, and the leaves fall all over the sky, like flying butterflies, and like dancing elves. Flying and spinning in the sky. It fell to the ground and became a golden avenue, where we played and played hide and seek. Walking in the jungle, looking up at the straight white tree trunks and golden leaves, I quietly listened to the narrative of the birch forest...

In autumn, I was immersed in the picturesque birch forest in my hometown

Winter

The white snow is like silver beads, like powder, like poplar flowers, and it has hung up a vast white sky curtain for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance were vague, as if they were in fog or clouds, looking particularly misty. Snowflakes danced playfully in the air. The unique whiteness of the "Snow Family" shines silver in the twilight sky. It cleans away all the dust in my hometown and fills the loneliness of the harsh winter.

In winter, Loneliness and I played in the snow in my hometown.

In spring, I pick up a wisp of spring breeze and give it to my hometown, so that it can blow my hometown; in summer, I pick up a ray of scorching sun and give it to my hometown, so that it can warm my hometown; in autumn, I pick up a few fallen leaves and give it to my hometown. Hometown, let it decorate my hometown; in winter, grab a piece of white snow and give it to my hometown, let it cleanse my hometown.

I have received perfect scores for my essay, please feel free to use it 6. Describe the beautiful passages of Yichang within 30 minutes

1 At that time, in Nanjing, I had just begun to remember some fragmentary things, and they often appeared in the picture. In a beautiful countryside, I quietly walked away from the adults and sat alone on the grass. The leaves of the sycamore tree began to fall rustlingly, and a lot of mysterious beauty fell into my heart.

I suddenly became confused, and my little heart simply couldn't bear this excitement. I just picked up a fallen leaf in confusion.

The leaves are yellow-brown and curved, like a boat carrying dreams, and there are two beautiful sycamore seeds growing on the side of the boat. Every time there was a gust of wind, I would shuttle through the rain of fallen leaves and pick up phoenix trees lying on the ground.

There must be one or two sycamore seeds that I have not picked up that have sprouted on the grass, right? Twenty years later, I seem to be able to hear the distant west wind and the rustling of fallen leaves in the wind. I can still see those ships carrying dreams, sailing in the grassland, sailing in the hope of a seed.

——Comment on Zhang Xiaofeng's "Autumn Autumn" This passage expresses his love for the leaves of the phoenix tree in beautiful writing. The onomatopoeia of "簌簌" is vivid and expressive, allowing readers to guess the scene.

"Mysterious Beauty" describes the characteristics of the sycamore tree in autumn. Mysterious and graceful, the sycamore leaves are full of infinite charm and beauty in the author's eyes, and are extremely contagious. Using metaphors, the shape of the sycamore leaves is vividly described.

The author described the leaves from various aspects such as color and shape, and compared the leaves to small boats. There are also shipsides on them, and there are sycamore trees on the shipsides, which makes everyone who reads it fascinated and thinking. Take a look at this graceful sycamore tree. The author has a rich imagination and vividly expresses the beauty of autumn.

2 Now, the sun rises, the fog gradually dissipates, and the wilderness is covered with green and soft ground. It makes me feel that even if I fall down from the mountain accidentally, it will not be wiped off. If a piece of skin is injured, it will be flicked twice at most, and it will be stained with green that cannot be washed away with a sock. And the small river around the foot of the mountain is also green, it is another kind of green, bright, as if it has been mixed with oil. As for the mountain, it is still green, but it is a pile of rich dark green, which makes It makes people feel that no matter where they start, they can't get even a crack. It makes people feel that even if they peel off two layers of it, its green color will still not be reduced.

In addition, my screen window is also green, a very light green. When the sun shines on it, it really looks as ethereal as the gauze skirt of an ancient beauty. You think, I am writing to you on such a green morning, how can my heart not be filled with vibrant green? ——Comment on "First Snow" by Zhang Xiaofeng: The author fully mobilizes vision and touch to vividly describe the green color of spring.

Metaphors are used in many places and the images are vivid. I like this passage because it makes me feel warm after reading it.

Where does this warmth come from? I think it flows from those warm words, "bright", "rich" and "vibrant", because it is written for children , so it is more poetic and beautiful. The green in the author's writing seems to be alive and flowing, as if it appears in front of the eyes in the letter.

I also like green, and I also like this piece of green described by the author. Their vitality makes people feel happy and hopeful.

3 lights, with a bright light, accompany you every time late at night, so unknown.

It is ordinary. It is the same whether it looks gorgeous or not. Lamps decorated with pearls and crystals can only be used for decoration to satisfy people's vanity. Compared with this, ordinary fluorescent lamps are lucky. , because its nature of illumination has not changed, just like some people in life who are ordinary but real.

Comments: This passage is beautiful and affectionate, expressing praise for ordinary lighting. Comparing ordinary lamps with crystal-decorated lamps highlights the ordinaryness and reality of ordinary fluorescent lamps.

Use objects as metaphors for people, and use symbolic techniques to express the admiration of ordinary and real people in life. Indeed, ordinary and real people are the creators of life.

4 The wind gradually picked up, messing up my hair and making my long skirt flutter a little. The green leaves seemed to be dancing in the wind, leaving the tree and falling to the earth, but I didn't know that it would wither. I bent down and gently picked up a leaf. The very orderly stems and veins were a beautiful embellishment.

I lament a little: Green leaves, green leaves, you are so beautiful and gently floating down from the tree, dancing with the wind, but you don’t know that you have been called a fallen leaf! Comment: This passage uses scenery to express emotions, using leaves as the intention, expressing the philosophy of life. When describing green leaves, the rhetorical techniques of antithesis and combination of movement and stillness are used, and the words are full of beauty and poetry.

The final lament has a more profound meaning. A little bit like a moth to the flame, a little bit without any hesitation, a little bit too beautiful to behold, who knows.

5 The whole world, because of the sunshine, the city has vitality; the small heart, because of the sunshine, feels comfortable inside. The bright golden yellow, the small shadows among the trees are like broken golden spots on the leaves, and the direct reflection on the sea surface leaves the fragments tumbling with the waves, creating a beautiful scenery and intoxicating warmth for this nature. The feeling of clarity and tenderness mixed with the deep warmth can re-moisturize the soul that has been missing the sun for a long time after the rain has passed! Comments: At the beginning, it uses neat and gorgeous couplets to express the praise of the sun.

Then he uses various ideas such as personification, metaphor, imagination, and lyrical use of scenes to depict the beautiful sunshine, making people feel as if they are immersed in the light and shadow. It also extends from the sunshine in nature to the sunshine in life, expressing the philosophy of life.

6 The beautiful sun is in the sky, the mountains are stretching, and the clusters of white flowers are like a flowing river. It was as if all the lives in the world were invited to come. At this moment, under the transparent and mellow sunshine, they cheered and whirled at the same time, and transformed into countless free and floating light spots.

Such an afternoon full of white flowers always feels like déjà vu, and it always feels like a gathering that can be put into any kind of time and space. You can put it in the Book of Songs, you can put it in the Songs of Chu, you can put it in classicism, and at the same time you can put it in the writing of post-impressionism - in any beautiful record of human beings, there should be such an afternoon, such an early summer.

Comments: This passage uses vivid and beautiful brushwork to describe the beauty of the blooming tung flowers. It combines vision and hearing, movement and stillness, and is full of vitality and movement. The author uses metaphors to compare the prosperous and blooming scenes to flowing rivers, and the sunshine to mellow honey. 7. Write an essay on the past and present of Yichang

A ray of bright sunshine slanted into my room through the glass; when I opened the window, a cool breeze blew towards my face; looking further out Looking out, a few clouds are swinging leisurely with the wind.

Everything is so refreshing and makes me feel very comfortable. Yichang is beautiful.

The bus drove slowly under the sunshine. I squeezed into the bus from the crowd. "There is a seat there." I quickly walked over. "I didn't expect to find a seat." I said to myself.

Looking at the people who got on the bus after me, their eyes looked around and after confirming that there were no seats, there was a hint of frustration in their eyes. I couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy.

Soon the car was crowded. The car started moving, and the people standing swayed from side to side as the car swayed. I turned my head toward the window and sighed.

Looking around inadvertently, an old woman slowly came into my sight. She was walking towards me. In this bumpy carriage, every time she moved, it seemed to be very difficult, just like a climber who has no oxygen but still perseveres when climbing Mount Everest.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart, "Would you like to go over and help the old lady and let her sit in my seat." An idea came to my mind.

I said to myself: "Go, grandma needs your help." So I decided to give up my seat to the grandma. When I stood up, I felt that I couldn't move my feet.

Maybe I want to take advantage of this little advantage, or maybe I am a little shy. So I decided to wait a little longer, and when the old lady came to my side, I would give her my seat.

The road here is a little difficult to walk. The car is shaking more and more. The old lady’s movements have slowed down and her movements are even more inconvenient. Now she can only stand where she is, struggling to hold on to the handrail next to her. There was no way to move at all. The old lady may have lost her strength. Her brows furrowed, her mouth gasped, and her head dropped involuntarily.

I felt a little guilty again. I felt that I shouldn't have given up my seat to the old lady immediately, so I stood up, held on to the railing, and walked towards the old lady step by step.

As soon as I walked to the old grandma, I felt a little shy again, but I still mustered up the courage to say: "Go and sit in my seat." The old grandma turned around with great effort, showing her tired face. A hint of smile, smile and say: "Thank you".

When people around me saw this scene, they all looked at me with admiration. Some people also took the first step and stood up to give up their seats to children and the elderly. Suddenly, the carriage was filled with people. Warmth and joy. It has become a beautiful scenery.

There is a beautiful place in everyone's heart, and our civilized actions will add a touch of beauty to it. This place is - Yichang. 8. A 500-word essay on the topic of "Strive to be an ecological small citizen and build a beautiful new Yichang"

Text: Wang Zhipeng of Gude New Education Recently, a student asked, teacher, strive to be an ecological small citizen and build a beautiful new Yichang. How to write an essay like this in Yichang? When encountering such a question, it is usually difficult for the teacher to answer it without preparation, and sometimes he can only give a rough approach.

Because there is no lesson preparation or no teaching materials to give students a general method, the children may still be confused. There are now more and more essay solicitations at all levels and with various themes, usually with relatively high-level titles, such as "Chinese Dream, My Dream", "Seventy Years of Glorious Founding of the People's Republic of China", "Thirty Years of Reform and Opening Up", "Family Tradition", etc.

This is also the case with Yichang’s recent essay collection on “Strive to be an ecological small citizen and build a beautiful new Yichang”. When faced with such a topic, without guidance, the child will use a lot of correct nonsense (empty principles, empty narration) to compose an article and hand it in. If he can't win the prize, he will not talk about it. A bad writing atmosphere has formed.

So, today I am soliciting essays on the main theme, using some examples to talk about a few points: First, the opening or entry point of the topic must be narrowed, and a drop of water should be used to refract the brilliance of the sun. That is, looking at the specific people and specific things in ecology and environmental protection in life from the perspective of a small citizen or the writer himself, so that it becomes smaller.

Therefore, you have to recall the environmentally friendly people or deeds in your life, or the environmentally friendly or non-environmental deeds you have experienced. Next, dig into the details of the thing or person you choose.

After finding such daily life materials, think about them again and again and dig out the details. As a primary school student, you must enlarge the details, write them out, and finally write down your own feelings and insights. I found for you an article that won the special prize in the national essay competition "The Glorious Fifty Years" of the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1999. It is such a big topic and I thought about it: How did the author turn it into his own perspective and explore his own life materials? Grandpa Chuang was eighteen years old that year. When he was eighteen years old, our family built a house, which was built with soil from the rice fields, and it still exuded the fragrance of soil... When he was eighteen years old, grandpa got married... ...So, every morning, the gentle grandma got up early, opened the wooden lattice window made of white paper, and let in the sunshine.

When my father was eighteen years old, our family built a house with brick walls... When he was eighteen years old, my father got married... So, every morning, The beautiful mother got up early and wiped the glass windows as bright as her own eyes. I am eighteen years old this year. When I was eighteen, our family built another house, a small western-style building facing the lake... When I was eighteen, my father bought me a computer. My father also said, This is intellectual investment... So, every morning, I have to open the curtains, open the plastic steel windows, let the breeze slip in, and then welcome the sunshine while reading in the morning... A conversation we often hear at home is: Grandpa said: "Oh , our time."

Dad said: "Well, we were in that time!" And I said: "Look, our era!" First of all, the young author used the living conditions of three generations of his family. The changes in life concepts are used to express the great changes in a country in the past fifty years; secondly, the details in the author's own life materials are particularly well enlarged, with a sense of picture and life: when my grandfather was eighteen years old, when my father was eighteen years old, " "I" changed at the age of eighteen, and every change in the picture reflects the changes in a country. There is not a single empty slogan or truth in the whole article.

In fact, our environmental protection essay should be based on the same principle. Let’s take another look at an essay on “Advocating Science and Opposing Superstition”. This essay won the third prize in the country: Human Comedy (2001). May 27, it was overcast and drizzling in the evening. It was drizzling. My father had not returned home from selling firewood. .

My mother was a little anxious, so she told us to eat first. As we ate, we burst into tears. It was really hard for my father to study for our brothers and sisters.

The hill behind my house is a patch of bushes. In order to save some money to sell scraps, my father cut down the bushes, dried them in the sun, sorted them out, and sold them on the street in his spare time. Sometimes I can sell it, sometimes I just buy it back.

I can imagine how my old father carried heavy burdens, accompanied by a smiling face, and tried his luck one family at a time. My father once said that he almost choked to death because he was reluctant to spend 20 cents to go to the toilet.

When I was holding the lamp, my father finally came back. He was stumbling and covered in mud. He looked like he had come up from the water. Moreover, his expression was very wrong. His face was pale, his eyes were straight, and his upper teeth and lower teeth were not straight. Teeth rattling! The carrying pole also disappeared, and an ominous omen hung over my heart. May 28, cloudy and heavy rain. Last night, I couldn’t sleep a wink.

After my father came back, he didn't eat. He went to bed early, wrapped in a thick quilt, and his body was shaking like flying. My mother was in a panic and didn't care that we were nearby. She hugged my father tightly and cried.

In the second half of the night, I could still hear my father sometimes crying, sometimes shouting like crying but not crying. The mother called out in a hoarse voice: "Dad, you are scared, come back quickly!"... I was frightened and scared, and my heart was about to break... May 29, it was cloudy and cloudy until today. I just heard that my father saw a ghost.

That night, after my father sold firewood, he walked to the edge of the mountain. It happened to rain, so his father took shelter under a tree. Suddenly, a dark guy ran towards my father. The guy's head was as big as a millstone, and he was swaying up and down. In an instant, all the hair on my father's body stood on end. He was brave enough to rush out with a pole. , and there was a pole facing the other end. After that, my father was so frightened that his consciousness went blank, and he scrambled to get home.

May 30th, cloudy and cloudy day. Today, my family invited an immortal to perform a dance for my father, hoping to drive away the ghosts attached to his body. The immortal dressed up like a man or a woman, tied his forehead with a yellow ribbon, kept his hair disheveled, and muttered something. Then he picked up the talisman with his sword and burned it. The firelight reflected his father's drunken face.

Then, the Immortal asked the mother to take the incense ashes and run seven or forty-nine hurdles in one breath, bury the incense ashes, and then turn around and leave without looking back. Mother did as she was told.

Although I don’t believe in superstition, I still hope that my father will get better. ...June 4th, cloudy and sunny. Damn the immortal, he said, he can catch it and it will be effective on the same day.

It has been four days, and instead of feeling well, my father has become increasingly depressed. I was defrauded by the immortal out of one hundred and fifty yuan, which is equivalent to twenty tons of firewood from my father! This disgusting liar! At dinner today, my mother said, son, I will accompany my mother to borrow money tonight.