Wushan witch culture composition 2000 words

This summer vacation, I went to the beautiful Wushan Mountain.

I went down by boat, the river was sparkling, the breeze was blowing, there were waves on the river, and I made a rhythmic sound, as if I were singing a tune, which was very nice.

When I got off the boat, a fresh air came to my nose, and the towering mountains became the first "people" to meet me. The continuous mountains have different shapes, some like a sword, some like Wolong lying on both sides of the river, and some like an old man standing there with crutches. Some squatted motionless on the hill like monkeys; Some stand there like pavilions. .........................................................................................................................................................................

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the milky fog gurgles down from the top of the mountain and slowly flows down the hillside, like someone shaking off a soft coat and fluttering over the mountains. The whole world seems to be shrouded in fog, unable to distinguish the boundaries between heaven and earth, and unable to see the roads, trees and figures clearly.

Clouds and the sun came out together! Look at the clouds in Wushan-milky white cloud gauze floating on the mountainside, like a fairy dancing gently. It is carefree, comfortable, as if in the fun, chasing each other, it is particularly lively and lovely, adding a lot of vitality and vitality to the boundless sky. No wonder there is a saying that "once the sea was difficult for water, except Wushan, it was not a cloud."

I am lost in the beautiful scenery. "Let's go!" A phone call woke me up and I reluctantly left.