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1. Change the mountaineering trip into a composition of about 200 words. Rewriting "hiking" is refreshing this autumn. In October, I took a pot of wine in a carriage and drove to the foot of Zuodai Castle Peak. I got into the carriage and walked along a winding stone road to the top of the mountain. I walked halfway. I looked up and saw a magnificent scenery. Clouds were winding around the mountainside, and white silk threads were floating around on the mountainside, like white cotton wadding. I seem to vaguely see the thin clouds of some houses on the hillside. Now I am intoxicated with the beautiful scenery and admire it: the general scenery is really like a fairyland. I appreciate the beauty of clouds. I continued to walk along the mountain road and made an appointment to reach the top of the mountain. I feel that the scenery entering a maple forest is more beautiful than the clouds winding halfway up the mountain. Looking around, maple leaves are like burning flames. Look carefully, maple leaves are serrated like duck's feet. This color is very beautiful. Red is redder than the morning glow. Autumn wind is redder than February flowers. Maple leaves fall like red butterflies. I am more comfortable than spring flowers in February. I sigh:

2. Change the mountaineering trip into a composition of about 200 words. Rewrite "Mountain Walk" Today is a crisp autumn in October. I took a pot of wine and drove to a dark green mountain in a carriage.

At the foot of the mountain, I got out of the carriage and walked along a winding stone road to the top of the mountain. When I was halfway along the mountain road, I looked up and saw the magnificent scenery.

Clouds wound around the mountainside, rising and flying, just like long white silk wound around the mountainside, and like snow-white cotton wool piled up in the mountains. At this time, I seemed to vaguely see some people's houses looming in the thin clouds halfway up the mountain.

I was intoxicated by this beautiful scenery and couldn't help admiring: "This scenery is really like a fairyland!" " "After enjoying the beauty of the clouds, I continued to walk along the mountain road. About an hour later, I reached the top of the mountain.

I walked leisurely on the top of the mountain and unconsciously walked into a maple forest. The scenery there is more beautiful than the clouds winding halfway up the mountain! Looking around, the red maple leaves on the maple tree are like burning flames.

Look carefully, maple leaves are like duck's feet, with a row of jagged thorns on both sides. Its color is beautiful, and the fiery red color is even redder than the morning glow and the flowers in February! The autumn wind blows gently, and maple leaves fall from the trees like red butterflies, like laying a red carpet on the ground.

Finally, I sighed with relief: "This flaming maple leaf is really better than the spring flowers in February.

3. Rewrite the 200-word composition of "Mountain Trip" Soviet Education Edition One late autumn evening, I went to play along a winding mountain road in a carriage.

Walking in the mountains, attracted by the sight, I quickly asked the groom to stop and have a good look. In the distance, the rolling mountains rise into the sky, like wearing a red coat under the setting sun. A winding stone path, like the silver thread left by the nine-day fairy, spreads out in the mountains and extends to the distance. The smoke from the roofs of several families is swaying in the mountains surrounded by white clouds, which is more like a fairyland. Walking in the mountains, the maple trees all over the mountain are red, so bright, so warm and so charming. Redder than the flowers in February, like being painted in red by teacher Qiu, a maple leaf fell into the water, like a boat swimming, a maple leaf fell to the ground, like a butterfly dancing. I picked up a maple leaf, which is really redder than February flowers. All this is a masterpiece of nature. I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me, I was intoxicated, I was moved, and the wonderful poem was in my mind; As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

4. "Mountain Walk" rewrote the composition by 300 words [Mountain Walk rewrote the composition by 300 words] One late autumn evening, I took a carriage to play along a winding mountain road, and "Mountain Walk" rewrote the composition by 300 words. Walking in the mountains, attracted by the sight, quickly let the groom stop to have a good look. In the distance, rolling mountains rise into the sky, and at sunset. It's like walking through a mountain in a red coat. A winding stone path, like the silver thread thrown by the Nine-Day Fairy, extends to the distance. Several families in the mountains surrounded by white clouds are flickering, and the smoke from the roof is more like a fairyland. Walking in the mountains, the maple trees all over the mountain are red, so bright, so warm and so charming. Redder than flowers in February. Like a boat swimming, a maple leaf fell to the ground, like a butterfly dancing. I picked up a maple leaf, which is really redder than the flowers in February. All this is a masterpiece of nature. I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me, intoxicated and moved, and the wonderful poem was in my mind. There is a family in Bai Yunsheng, far from Hanshan Mountain. In the third grade of primary school, the composition "Mountain Walk" was rewritten in 300 words. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. Li Yan is in the third grade in the west area of Zhouzhuang Experimental Primary School in Jiangyin City, Wuxi City, Jiangsu Province.

5. Write the mountaineering trip into a short story of about 200 words. On a crisp autumn day, a driver was driving a carriage on a winding mountain road.

I heard people in the car shouting "stop!" The carriage slowly stopped halfway up the mountain. An old man got off the bus. He stroked his beard, casually leaned against a stone on the side of the road and looked thoughtfully at the ravine in the distance.

Tall peaks stand in the swaying white clouds, looming, and the maple leaves all over the mountains are as red as February flowers, and most of the mountains are dyed red in a large area. Several maple trees at the foot of the mountain are mixed with green leaves. From a distance, they look like a big red flower growing on the green leaves.

At this time, the sky seems to be dyed red by these maple leaves. It turned out that the old man was attracted by the scenery in front of him, stopped to enjoy the beautiful scenery and forgot to hurry.

6. A Journey to the Mountain was rewritten into a narrative of 50~ 100 words. A hike in the mountains has been rewritten into a narrative. In late autumn, the weather is cool, and the poet Du Mu came to visit the mountains in a carriage, in a bad mood.

Along the way, the scenery is charming. In the cool wind, the leaves rustle, as if dancing, dancing gracefully, as if performing for the poet Du Mu. In the distance, the cold mountains are rolling and the wind is biting. A winding path leads to a high mountain, surrounded by white clouds, and a family lives on the high mountain. Tu Mu stopped the carriage and saw the red maple forest. Pine and cypress are luxuriant. The red maple leaves are like a red ocean. Frosted maple leaves are as red as the sun and as red as flowers in February. The poet Du Mu seems to be immersed in a fairyland.

The scenery on the mountain is really beautiful in autumn. I like autumn. This word is a little too many, so you can take its essence and hope to adopt it.

7. Change the old poem "Mountain Walk" into an article (200 words), which is "Away from Cold Mountain Stone Trail" and writes about mountains and mountains. A winding path winds to the top of the mountain. The word "far" describes the length of the mountain road, and the word "oblique" echoes the word "up" to write a high and gentle mountain.

There are people in Bai Yunsheng, which is about clouds and people. The poet's eyes have been looking up along this mountain road. Where the white clouds float, there are several stone walls of stone houses. Let these white clouds cover the reader's sight, but leave room for imagination: above that white cloud, there are mountains outside the cloud, and there must be another kind of scenery.

Mountain roads, white clouds and others did not impress the poet, but the evening scenery of Fenglin surprised him. In order to stop and enjoy the scenery of this mountain forest, I don't care to continue driving. The scenery written in the first two sentences is already beautiful, but the poet loves the maple forest. Through the background, I have made a good preparation for describing the maple forest, so it comes naturally, which leads to the fourth sentence, explaining the reasons for loving the maple forest.

"Frosty leaves are redder than flowers in February" complements the third sentence, and a beautiful view of maple forest in late autumn is displayed in front of us. The poet was pleasantly surprised to find that under the sunset glow, the maple leaves were about to drip and the forest was dyed. It's full of clouds and brocade, such as bright rosy clouds, which are even more fiery than the spring flowers in February in Jiangnan. It is commendable that the poet saw the vitality of autumn like spring through this red color, which made Lin Qiu present a warm and vibrant scene.

You can change it yourself and it's OK.

8. Rewrite the poem "Walking in the Mountains" into a 300-word composition about scenery. One late autumn evening, Du Mu and his friends went to the mountains to play in a carriage.

The mountain road paved with stones twists and turns, which makes people feel so high. Along the way, they heard many birds chirping and singing in the branches, as if welcoming the two distant friends.

Du Mu couldn't resist the temptation to stop Xinlang. He wants to enjoy the beautiful scenery with his friends. They looked up at the top of the mountain, how high it was! Surrounded by clouds, it really looks like a mountain covered with gauze clothes, and you can vaguely see several families! A cool breeze blew, and Du Mu looked around.

Ah! The scenery in the forest is really beautiful. I wonder if the frosted maple leaves have drunk a lot of wine and are as red as flames.

It is even more beautiful than the flowers in spring. Seeing this beautiful scenery, Du Mu couldn't help chanting, "It's far from Hanshan Mountain, and the stone path is inclined. There are people in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. "。