An article describing the heat.

In midsummer, the fields are resting; It's cool in summer and the pond is full of water. The following is an article I compiled describing the 20 17 summer heat. Welcome to read!

20 17 description of the summer 1 mid-July, during the summer, the heat was unbearable. I have long wanted to find a place to enjoy the cool summer. It happened that the city essayist association was going to Taibai County for a three-day gathering, and I was fortunate enough to attend.

18 in the morning, the weather was gloomy, the windows were gray, and the car was driving on expressway, so there was nothing to appreciate. After going down to expressway, you will go along expressway and Stone River in Jiang Mei and pass the famous? Shitouhe Reservoir? . The first time I heard this name, I knew it because of the story of saving the hero Hou Tianxiang. So I can't help thinking of heroic deeds. Clear water, rippling blue waves, and the size of the reservoir stretching for miles exceeded my expectation.

In the morning, the county took everyone to visit Ying Ge Town. Chaihu village? There are also several villages in Taochuan Town. At the end of the gathering, it finally started to rain in Mao Mao. Is it a famous scenic spot in the afternoon? Xia Qingfeng? Collect wind.

Xia Qingfeng Forest Park is located in Taochuan Town, Taibai County, and the Jiang Mei Highway from Xi to Hanzhong is near the park, so the traffic is very convenient. The natural landscape in the park is majestic, strange, steep, beautiful and quiet. Its lonely peak is surrounded by strange rocks, flying rocks on cliffs, different seasons and colorful scenery, and it is known as the first gorge in Qinling Mountains. There is an open basin in Xiahe area, with flowing water and lush trees on both sides. There are long Gorges, deep valleys, solitary peaks and strange stones in the middle; The top connects Taibai Mountain, the main peak of Qinling Mountains, and Aoshan Mountain, the second peak. Happy beam? All the year round, the fog fills the air and the scenery is very beautiful and pleasant.

Arriving at the scenic spot in the afternoon, I got off and took a look in the drizzle. Is this Qingfeng Gorge? Surrounded by fog, it seems very clear, and I feel that I can't find the gate of the scenic spot in my memory. I can't help but say: How is it different from the gate of that year? Comrades in the county told me that the gate is still there, but now many buildings have been expanded, and the scale is very large!

Crossing the road, I looked up, wow! A magnificent gatehouse appeared before my eyes. On the orange background, three vigorous and powerful characters were suddenly written? Qingfeng gorge? . I stopped to look up through the faint fog and felt a shock. Looking around, wow, there is a wide cement road, which is wet with light rain and glowing with white light. In the rain at the lower part of the roadside, the reflection of the uniform shop was hazy, and then I looked into the distance, veiled, blocking my view. In order to find the unique, exquisite and handsome landmark door in my memory, I pressed the shutter on the newly-built gatehouse and quickly caught up with everyone.

There are many shops on both sides of a road about 100 meters long. At the end of the road, on the left, there is a hotel with modern appearance, built at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by squares and elegant environment. Surrounded by bamboo and trees, it is very pleasant. Watching, patting, feeling happy, can't help but send it out? Big change? Sigh.

Looking up and looking forward, I can't help but speed up my steps when I see the door of my early years in the dim light. The exquisite and handsome miniature landscape on the left side of the gate, red stone carving? Qingfeng gorge? The three Chinese characters are still clearly visible, but the scenery under the small foil is slightly modified, and there is a little simplicity on the platform? Ticket office? It doesn't exist now, but is replaced by new building objects and modern electronic ticket checking facilities on the right. On the bar above, vigorous and masculine? Qingfeng gorge national forest park? Big green letters, very eye-catching

Everyone got on the tour bus and walked down the hill. Along the way, I will introduce to you: there is a small bamboo building on the second floor of Xiaofang, which is so chic, interesting and charming. So when I got off the bus, I saw that the small bamboo house with some red lanterns hung a few years ago had disappeared. Instead, it was a new two-story building, and I was a little lost. .......

It is still raining. Originally surrounded by steep cliffs and rivers in front of the square, it is very worth watching, but it has been shrouded in rain and fog, and nothing can be seen. When I was depressed about this situation, I suddenly saw the strange mountain scenery in the fog that was hard to see from my loss. Ah! Fog enveloped the distant mountains and nearby mountain walls. The fog is thick and light, like a veil, pulled by the fairy and moving slowly. When the rain and fog are thick, nothing can be seen, but it is foggy; When the rain and fog are thin, you can see the scenery through gauze; Hazy, revealing a little rocks, mountains, a few small trees rooted in the rocks, that kind of scenery, attracted me, constantly picked up the camera to shoot, that kind of elegant rain and fog, can be described as a fairyland, we also seem to be in it.

The depths of the mountains are quiet, especially in the rain. Together with the entourage in the county, our party walked slowly along the steps of the path to the bridge.

The mountain is still full of rain and fog, and I can't see anything, which adds a little mystery to the mountain, but I can only see close-ups of dense bushes and lush vegetation on the roadside. The light rain wet the trees, but they look particularly green. The gentle fog blurred the appearance of the mountain, but strengthened the belief of the fog. Fog in the mountains, surrounded by gauze, detached from things; Attachment to each other, lingering, that moment, bit by bit, unpredictable. It's raining, fine as a feather, covered with clouds and fog, and the world is the same color. What a rare Qingfeng gorge in the fog! I can't help but stand up and take the lead.

Here comes the bridge. I looked around and saw from a distance that the bridge was still in its old place. However, it was found that several Xiao Mu signs were simply put on a wooden pole to indicate the scenic spots, and now they are replaced by new buildings, which are unique? Signs indicate coordinates? , coordinates like a? Cross? The base is made of stone, about four or five meters high and tower-shaped; Vertical row with green font on the front? Welcome to Qingfeng Gorge Forest Park? A few big characters make people feel warm. From this, we can see the simple feelings and friendly enthusiasm of the people of Taibai County for tourists. At a height of more than two meters, two horizontal bars and signs in different directions were designed on the left and right sides and on the upper and lower floors respectively. The upper floor is a road sign with an arrow at the top. There are two hoop chains and two horizontal signs hanging on the pole, which are firmly embedded in the stone tower. The sign on the left says? Goddess peak Aoshan Scenic Area? The one on the right says? Fog waterfall cliff scenic spot? Oh, at that moment, I seemed to feel that we climbed the mountain after crossing the small bridge, which is famous there? Qingfeng waterfall? Oh!

I hurried to the bridge deck and studied it carefully. The bridge seems to have changed. Oh, I remember. The original bridge deck was a little more than one meter wide and was made of narrow wooden planks. On both sides of the bridge are two or three meters long iron bars. The whole length is blocked by two chains, and many colorful banners are hung on them. I don't even dare to take pictures on it. Now the bridge deck is wider and the floor is particularly flat and firm. Walking on it is very stable. Shoot if you want. It's long gone. Hanging around? The feeling.

The river under the bridge is clear and green, and the riverbeds on both sides of the river are bare stones, large and small. Some big stones are several cubic meters. It can be said that stones are all over the riverbed, and the river flows down slowly from the upstream. The river is not wide, sandwiched between bare stones, and flows around. I don't know whether that river is upstream or middle, and I don't know where its source is. The riverbed is relatively flat, so many young literary friends boldly go down to the riverbed and stand or sit on the bare rocks to leave beautiful pictures, just to see some literary friends who like photography, and also to play? Long guns and short guns? Effective role, give full play to their own photography expertise, go to the hillside, under the river bed, on the bridge, shoot, shoot, always feel that the canyon in the fog is so mysterious, so elegant, so charming, how can I not shoot enough, not enough photos! I was also greatly infected. I happily recorded the beauty of the river and the beauty of the text in the paragraph and sent it out from WeChat, so that friends could share the fun and comfort of enjoying the scenery in the rain, let friends and bloggers from other places know about our beautiful scenery and give full play to the special functions of WeChat. At that time, the rain gradually subsided, so I simply threw away my umbrella and jumped happily on the bridge? Square dance? Literary and art friends also quickly recorded it and spread it to the micro circle. At that moment, I understood that all kinds of nature are landscapes, which gives you a chance. Although we can't climb or climb mountains to visit those famous scenic spots because of objective weather conditions, we enjoyed the scenery of the strange peaks in the fog that we can't see on sunny days. The light rain let me see the charm of the strange mountain in the hazy sky and share the comfort of close contact with the light fog. I was intoxicated by the feeling that I could touch the thin mist with my hands.

About an hour or so, everyone was admiring and intoxicated, taking photos with umbrellas and sending WeChat. They don't mind the trouble of closing the door and opening an umbrella until they leave.

On the way back to the county seat, it began to rain heavily. When the car is driving, the rain washes the window glass and forms a water curtain. Ah! Once? Qingfeng gorge? The party in the fog is over, but I still have a long aftertaste. ......

20 17 article describing the great summer heat 2 Since the great summer heat, the first rain in the small town has freed Lincheng from the summer atmosphere.

In the hottest season of the year, the light index of Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau reaches the highest point of the year, which is also my favorite appearance in the four seasons of this plateau. Rows of ups and downs of hills, drifting away in the eyes, finally melted in the blue sky. The sky is very low, but it is very clear, like a sea, and the clouds are as elegant as sails, which complement each other with the dark villages in the sun. When the wind comes, the winding terraces are as turbulent as the high tide, and the evergreen coniferous forest is singing and dancing, and the wind and waves are bursting. Some unknown small shrubs and grasses are densely woven into a turquoise meadow on the higher hillside. Occasionally, a few short trees and sparse sheep, like the reflection of the stars in the sky, twinkle in the wind.

The heat of summer has not completely faded, the air is filled with the thick smell of grass, cicadas are singing, and the vegetation is covered with dew in the setting sun. The weather turned from warm to cool, and my heart calmed down. Like an old friend, I clearly feel every pulse and throb of summer and autumn: the first gust of wind, the first rain, the first yellowed leaf, the first wild goose to return to the south?

I think I know Qiu as much as he wants to know me.

At the beginning of the golden wind, it is cool at the beginning of the Millennium. What is autumn? Days and nights are as cool as water, and small fans fly fireflies? Ming Che's leisure. The wind was slightly drunk, and the sunshine carefully dyed the lush mature trees with playful and charming blond hair. The layers of trees are dyed and the ears of grain are full, and they all find their homes peacefully under the elegant skirts of autumn. The leaves of konoha are rustling and falling, red, yellow and purple, dancing like butterflies, reflecting bright wings in the sun, gradually spreading a thick layer on the roots, and some of them fall in the grass, and in the elegant autumn, they are silent with the sown green bristlegrass and a man named Qiuhua who quietly blooms in Tanobei. The weeds in the yard gradually turned yellow, and the red corn and pepper ears strung together for a long time. On the ground, nightingales are singing, and fireflies are weaving fairy-tale dreams on cool nights.

Reed flowers fly white, maple trees are red, and autumn is? Endless tears, colorless red note? The warmth of love. In the drizzling autumn rain on March 3, the pillow in the small room was cold. In the time when the wooden window lattice was hollowed out, the girl holding an oil-paper umbrella in Qingshi alley was decorated into a beautiful scenery. With tea as a companion, the flute is melodious, and endless cotton worries emerge in the heat of tea. Willow leaves have fallen, and the residual lotus is hovering in the lotus pond with the reflection of willow branches, creating a freehand ink painting. The drizzle is woven obliquely and densely, infiltrating every inch of skin and infecting every soul. Mist shrouded, the wind blew the residual lamp, and thoughts condensed into thin lines on the eaves, dribs and drabs, and then the next step was until dawn.

Life is like summer flowers and death is like autumn leaves. What is autumn? Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream? Understanding and detachment. Do not be sad or happy, accept the splendor of spring and the prosperity of summer, and also tolerate the arrogance of spring and the willfulness of summer; It witnessed all kinds of troubles, struggles, disappointments, anxieties and resentments of Chou He's sadness from the beginning of life to the steady maturity, and also accommodated their joy, pride, victory, harvest and praise. The process of life is destined to be from restlessness to tranquility, from gorgeous to dull. Trees soar, leaves take root, and everything will eventually return to the earth and dissolve in the distant and deep brown soil. On this day, you will harvest the fruits of life, remember their bitterness or sweetness, disappear with the fallen leaves, sink into the autumn soil, enjoy the final victory of life and sing the real triumph of life!

Outside the window, it is raining and still raining.

Listen, here he comes!