The scenery of Zhangjiakou

Described the scenery of Zhangjiakou and Zhangjiakou qiaoxi district. Cier Mountain is located in the western mountainous area of Zhangjiakou City, with beautiful peaks and picturesque scenery. Deep in the mountainside, there is Guyunquan Temple, which was built in the 26th year of Hongwu in Ming Dynasty (A.D. 1393), more than 600 years ago. It is called Yunquan Temple because there is a clear spring deep in the white clouds. It is a temple built jointly by Buddhism and Taoism. The upper part is Tao and the lower part is Buddha. In the temple, there is a hall for future generations. In the old days, every temple fair on the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, people came here to climb mountains and burn incense and pray for "giving children." Therefore, this mountain is called "Cier Mountain".

What is particularly spectacular is that under the west cliff of the temple, there are three ancient caves lined up, not far apart, and the landscape is very different. On the right is the water cave, the spring water is clear, and it is not frozen for nine years in the dead of winter. On the left is an ice cave, and the couplet at the entrance of the cave says, "Spiritual liquid is for the Danzao, and the heart shines on the jade pot." The four seasons in the cave are frozen and crystal clear, which will not melt even in hot summer. There is a poem saying that "the winter liquid is close to the mountain, and the water is condensed in summer", which is a portrayal of the wonders of the second cave of ice water. There is a wind tunnel in the middle. The cold wind whistles all the year round. If something is put in the hole, it will be inhaled by the strong wind. Legend has it that a child was sucked in by the wind, and now the hole has been blocked.

There is a legend about the origin of the name "Cier Mountain". Legend has it that more than 500 years ago, a couple were married for many years and failed to have children. They are very anxious. On the eighth day of April this year, the couple came to the foot of this mountain in the western suburbs of Zhangjiakou to burn incense and pray. Just as they told their children's wishes over and over again, suddenly a white-haired old man came out of the crevice on the hillside. The old man walked up to them without saying anything, took out a clay doll from his arms, gave it to them, and then disappeared. The following year, the couple had a child. They are really indescribable happy. The story soon spread, and people in mountain villages far and near the Great Wall prayed for their children. On the eighth day of April every year, they would burn incense at the foot of the Western Hills to pray for their children. Therefore, people call the West Mountain "Gil Mountain".

Composition describing the scenery of Huming Lake in Zhangjiakou Composition 4 Describe the beautiful scenery: beautiful summer night (5 19 words)

The weeping willows waved gently and sent away the reluctant sunset, but the earth was still wrapped in a steamer, and cicadas kept calling; The sky has created a dream baby, waiting for the birth of the first star; The last touch of rosy clouds also quietly left the sky; The breeze whispers back and forth in everyone's ear, announcing the arrival of summer night. As night fell, my parents and I moved a small bench to the roof to enjoy the cool, but it was not cold at all. The sound of insects sang the hymn of summer night. I am enjoying the beautiful summer night while fanning my fan.

How beautiful the starry sky is on a summer night! Those twinkling stars are like innocent, lovely, intelligent and mysterious eyes, and like shining silver lamps. They seem to be playing hide-and-seek with us. They hide from Tibet with their dexterous bodies, making people see things in a blur. Suddenly, a meteor flashed across the sky like an arrow. "I found you!" " I found you! "I cried. However, in the blink of an eye, it was gone again.

A breeze blew, which seemed to tell us that the moon had come out. Sure enough, I looked up, and the moon looked out like a shy little girl, leaning out half of her head shyly, until she found nothing unusual, and then turned and appeared in the sky. At this time, the sky is like a beautiful lamp hanging. In an instant, it is pure and radiant, making the earth clear and bright.

I was intoxicated in the beautiful summer night and fell asleep unconsciously. I dreamed that I flew into the sky, played hide-and-seek with the stars, and listened to the story told by Sister Moon, leaving our cheerful laughter in the sky.

Composition 5 Description of Beautiful Scenery: Beautiful Scenery in Rain (475 words)

It's spring, and it keeps raining in Mao Mao. It's wet, and flowers and plants are reviving.

It began to rain heavily, and the raindrops made a crackling sound on the lovely umbrella. Small ditches are formed on the road surface because of excessive water accumulation, which is caused by uneven ground. Light rain drops gently jump down and hit the face, as if a naughty child was scratching, cold. Let people feel the taste of being kissed by raindrops. Small trees and small flowers are particularly fresh and green in the rain, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Unconsciously, the rain seems to be a little smaller. The whistling wind, the falling rain and the rustling leaves have merged into a beautiful symphony. How intoxicating. In particular, the grass moistened by the spring rain is bright green, as if a string of small water drops will appear when touched by hand, a cluster here and a cluster there, full of vitality and brand-new.

A gust of wind blew the accumulated water into ripples, the rain and fog into various shapes, and the leaves danced. Look at the flowers in the field again. Suddenly, a pink and purple flower caught my eye. Wow! How beautiful! I can't help but admire: I have seen magnolia in the park and red begonia in the mountains. But I have never seen such a small and exquisite flower. This little flower is really beautiful, just like a colorful rainbow in the sky. It was so colorful that I stopped in a hurry. It's delicious and refreshing.

Annoying rainy days, intoxicating scenery, everything is green because of you.

Composition 6 On Beautiful Scenery: Beautiful Scenery of Four Seasons (589 words)

Beautiful scenery in four seasons-spring

Spring returns to the earth, and everything revives.

Miss Chun keeps a group of flowers and plants. It often rains in spring because spring returns to the earth and everything recovers. Rain and dew should nourish beautiful flowers and trees. In spring, you can go to the suburbs to experience the beauty that spring brings you. Flowers are in full bloom and grass sticks its head out to breathe fresh air. After the spring rain, bamboo shoots took off their thick winter clothes, played heartily in their mother's arms, grew up quickly and looked at the earth on the mountain.

Beautiful scenery in four seasons-summer

The sun is shining and the sweat is pouring down.

Miss Xia brings you a lot of heat, and the sun shines on people on the road. The reason why summer is so hot is to give you a chance to eat popsicles and go swimming. In summer, you can go to the seaside to enjoy the sea breeze and seawater. The waves gently hit your feet, the sea breeze blew and the sand buried your feet. There is not much rain in summer. In summer, you can rest in the shade and see peach blossoms. Going to Japan in summer, cherry blossoms are beautiful!

Beautiful scenery of the four seasons-autumn

Harvest grain, fruitful.

Autumn girl brings a lot of food to farmers, and farmers can harvest it in autumn. The reason for the bumper harvest in autumn is to eat food in winter. In autumn, go to the wild for an autumn outing, and the cool autumn wind blows, which feels like a fairyland. Can't say the taste. There is not much rain in autumn. In autumn, you can go to the fields to see golden rice, curved wheat and other grains, and you will feel: Wow, autumn is really beautiful!

Four seasons scenery-winter

A thousand miles of cold wind is biting, cold wind is biting.

Winter girl brought a chill to everyone and had to be wrapped up. It is cold in winter because you can have a rest and enjoy autumn food during this period. You can watch snowflakes in the yard in winter. Snowflake is a white elf, very cute. Plum blossoms are indomitable, like a soldier. In winter, you can stay at home and turn on the heating, drink coffee and watch the snow scene, and don't go anywhere. Winter is beautiful, too!

As long as you feel it, the four seasons are beautiful!

Beautiful Scenery Composition 7: Beautiful Sunset (573 words)

As the sun sets, the earth is bathed in the rosy clouds attending the meeting. People walk in the streets in twos and threes, and the evening breeze slowly blows the fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people feel relaxed and relaxed, and a warm feeling arises spontaneously, which makes them feel that they have seen the sun and are radiant.

A crimson sunset glow shone on the western hills, and large white clouds floated in the blue sky. They are flaming purples in the sunset. If you look carefully, you will see clouds flying in the air, just like in a veiled dream, which will keep you away from troubles.

Sometimes birds fly in mid-air, and sometimes I can hear the crisp and melodious chirping of magpies. At this time, I just woke up from the dusk dream.

As the sun sets, the burning sunset gradually fades away.

In a blink of an eye, the last sunset in the western world has melted into the twilight, and the sky is gradually getting dark. The surrounding mountains show an indigo outline, the twilight is getting thicker and the earth is in chaos.

This is like the ending of a symphony, which is beautiful, but gradually turns into silence, causing endless feelings in people's hearts, paving a layer of touching poetry for the evening on campus: "Lonely smoke in the desert, the long river sets the yen" is its unparalleled majestic momentum; "A setting sun is spreading in the water, and half the river is rustling and half the river is red" is its mature charm; "Love in the world is more important than love at night" highlights its tranquility ... the city is troubled by dreams.

Gradually, gradually, the night came, and the intoxicating dusk still appeared in my mind. The beautiful and charming scenery deeply attracted me: my sight, my spirit, my thoughts ... were immersed in this indescribable "twilight map", and I also fell into this inexplicable feeling.

I am reluctant to go, with heavy steps, and quietly left the boundary of this dusk. ...

Today, I went to grandma's field to look for the footprints left by spring.

From a distance, the fields are yellow, and it seems that it is not the spring when a hundred flowers blossom and everything recovers. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I found a field full of rape blossoms in the distance. Golden rape blossoms filled the whole vast land with spring.

I can't help but rush to the rape flower, thinking about wandering in the golden sea of flowers. A gust of east wind blew, and the fragrant flowers suddenly came to the nose. I can't help being intoxicated by them. Who can resist such fragrant flowers?

Approaching, I can clearly see their graceful posture. Standing in the field, it seems that there is a beautiful girl showing her beautiful figure to others. A gust of wind blew and she began to dance again. It's beautiful beyond description.

Ah! It turns out that rape fields are the footprints left by spring, and spring is around us.

Spring scenery in Zhangjiakou is coming, birds come back from the north, bamboo shoots stick out from the ground, flowers bloom, birds wake up, put on new green clothes, rabbits come out to pick radishes, bears come out to eat honey, leaves turn green and willows sprout. Spring is a warm season. Spring is beautiful! Don't you think so?

Writing in Zhangjiakou: Beautiful Zhangjiakou

Zhangjiakou, my lovely hometown. Often compared with other cities, I can't help complaining, complaining that she is not strong enough, complaining that she is not prosperous enough, complaining that she is not beautiful enough, complaining that she is cold in winter, complaining that she is windy and dusty in spring and autumn ... In fact, I love her, I know, because she is my hometown, her pulse is connected with my heartbeat, and her body is my arms. When she became more and more beautiful, I was proud; When she became more and more prosperous, I was very happy; I jumped for joy when she made every progress. Whenever I pass by the rippling Qingshui River, I always come and go in a hurry. Like I don't care. In fact, her beautiful body has long been imprinted in my heart. I can breathe her blue breath and stare at her graceful figure. The mountain around the city, I once blamed you for blocking our development direction, I once blamed you for not being rich enough, and I also blamed you for not being tall enough, but you never argued, always being so tolerant, and just quietly embracing our city. This mountain and this water don't care about other people's eyes and complaints. In any case, they will never stop bringing us freshness, giving us generous dependence, being so selfless and persistent. The newly-built bridge on Qingshui River is very attractive. The construction of the bridge seems to set sail. New Qiao Heng is like a seagull spreading its wings, Tongtai Bridge is like a silk tapestry on the river, the commercial bridge is like a cloud, and the industrial south bridge is like a mother's embrace. Lovely Zhangjiakou, my hometown, although you are not beautiful enough and rich enough, you are still my lovely hometown. Your glory is my glory, and your tomorrow is connected with mine.

The spring breeze shook the earth and awakened everything in the world. The spring scenery in the park is amazing! Climbing up the stone stairs and looking up, I saw oleander and bamboo planted on both sides of the park, which can purify the air. Looking in, every four stone benches and a stone table are neatly arranged on the right side of the park. There are aloe vera with red flowers and canna with yellow flowers. Looking to the left, the pretty shadow of the rockery is reflected in the crystal clear lake, and countless goldfish are "playing" in the water plants. How cute! Although these scenery are lovely, what moves me is the scenery on the mountain. Swallows stand in rows on eight eucalyptus trees. They have been here all winter and are reluctant to part with this hometown! I saw them flapping their wings, and some simply flew. That lively look is like children dancing and singing praises to spring. The leaves that haven't fallen on the trees in winter have been drifting in the wind. It seems that they are still reluctant to part with their "mother". Yes! All animals and plants in the world have feelings. But then, it's like a flock of orioles flying! It adds some vitality to swallows. This is the so-called Ying Ge Yanwu!

Autumn Composition in Zhangjiakou 522 Autumn has arrived in Zhangjiakou, and the weather is getting colder every day.

Trees are not as green and lush as summer, leaving leaves, red, yellow and green, falling from the trees like colorful birds flying around the trees.

Flowers in autumn are not as bright as those in summer, and many varieties have withered. However, this is a good season for chrysanthemums to bloom. Huang Chengcheng is golden, so charming!

Small animals also have great changes in autumn. Some of them want to spend the winter in the warm south, such as geese. When autumn comes, they fly to the south neatly. Herringbone for a while, herringbone for a while, very interesting!

Some need to put on thick fur, such as puppies and rabbits, and some cry more happily. For example, my dad bought me a little slug the other day. It vibrates its wings and makes a crisp sound. It's my good friend!

I like autumn in Zhangjiakou!

Write 400 words about the scenery of Zhangjiakou Martyrs Cemetery and you will arrive in Tomb-Sweeping Day in two days. On April 3rd, my parents took me to visit the tomb in Luoyang Jinguyuan Martyrs Cemetery. It was gloomy, and my mother told me many stories of revolutionary heroes along the way.

I bought a bunch of chrysanthemums at the gate of the Martyrs Cemetery. I presented a flower in front of the towering monument. "People's heroes are immortal." These characters are deeply engraved on the monument. Under the monument, a group of brothers and sisters stood quietly in front of it. A big brother vowed, "... we should start with small things, and the glorious mission of the next generation lies on us ...". When my brothers and sisters bowed deeply to the martyrs, I listened carefully.

In the tomb area, many martyrs who died for the liberation of Luoyang revolution were buried. When they came to a tombstone, I put a chrysanthemum on the tombstone, and pine and cypress surrounded the tombstone, guarding them like sentries. "Fighting for people's liberation", they will always be heroes in people's minds.

In the people's heroic deeds exhibition hall, there are many pictures that record the heroic deeds of some people. In one room, there is also a movie about Luoyang War of Liberation,1Liberation in March, 948. "For the benefit of the people, countless revolutionary martyrs died heroically in front of us." I think they are as brave and glorious as Liu Hulan.

Out of the martyrs cemetery, a group of liberated uncles came with neat steps, a group of brothers and sisters came, and grandparents came with their little grandchildren.

"People's heroes are immortal", and you will always live in the hearts of the people.

There is a winding river in my hometown Zhangjiakou, Hebei. It is magical and beautiful, and that is Qingshui River. Because it is clear and transparent, it is called "Qingshui River".

In the early morning, the Qingshui River is shrouded in a faint fog, and the buildings along the river bank are also looming in the fog. Give people a feeling of peace and tranquility.

At noon, the blue sky is reflected on the clear river. The fish in the water swim freely. The flowers and plants on the shore were trimmed into beautiful patterns.

The sunset in the river at night is beautiful! At this time, children support their parents, lovers snuggle up to each other, and sons sit on their fathers' shoulders, some walking, some playing football and some playing. . . . . .

I love the Qingshui River in my hometown!