Write a composition about Yong 'an Mountain in order.

1. The composition of Yong 'an Mountain in Zhejiang is a bit strange in my hometown. From a distance, it looks like a camel's hump, with high and low protrusions. There are flowers and trees all over the mountain, and there are different colors all year round.

Spring.

When the warm wind came slowly from Miss Chun, everything on the mountain came back to life. The willow trees on the mountain spit out white velvet catkins, and the spring breeze sent these white paratroopers to the sky and sent them to tourist attractions; The spring rain floated to the outside of the cloud nine, and the whole mountain was wet. The mountains are green, and the children fly kites, play and frolic on the colorful green grass.

summer

The mountains are thick green and the rivers are gurgling. Children in the mountains jumped into the river naked and played, played and competed together. In summer, this tree is like a big green velvet umbrella. The leaves of the tree are countless, piled up in clusters, leaving no gaps, and the leaves are bright green. There are dark flowers in the mountains. We will go to the mountains to pick mushrooms, listen to birds and have fun.

On May 6th, the weather was fine, and more than ten people, including my father and uncle, came to Yong 'an Mountain to play by bus.

When I came to the top of the mountain, I saw a big, big reservoir. The water is green, reflecting the reflection of the opposite mountain top, which is beautiful. Aunt saw a large fern growing on the hillside next to her and took the lead in picking it up. I also happily picked it up with adults. Soon I picked a bag full, and my brother and I were singing happily. We climbed to the top of the mountain and looked down. Ah, the houses in the village are as small as building blocks. Roads are like white lines; Huyuanxi runs through the town like a jade belt.

Students, welcome to Yong 'an Mountain in our hometown, and experience the feeling of climbing the mountain for yourself.

3. Beauty and fog, put a veil on charming tianmashan, and she becomes more mysterious and charming. Everything is fresh and poetic.

Early in the morning, before the sun climbed up the mountain, Dashan's daughter, the bird, had awakened her. She opened her sleepy eyes. At this moment, everything in the mountain woke up, and the water moved, like a ribbon, drifting away; The grass has accelerated its growth, and the endless green grass faces the morning light with crystal dew on its face. Golden morning light, flaming sunrise net, silver mountain streams and green trees, what beautiful colors! Oh, this is the color of nature.

There is a natural deep pool at the foot of the mountain, crystal clear and sparkling. Cliffs on both sides of the strait are precipitous, with jagged rocks, birds and flowers, ancient trees in Gu Teng and butterflies dancing. The waterfall on the left is like a trickle, rushing into the pool along the stone wall, like a long white silk. Cliffs on both sides of the waterfall are covered with green umbrellas, and there are layers of wooden terraces in valleys and trees. Waterfalls have various shapes: some cling to cliffs and meander; Some hang in the air, like a water curtain hanging down. Seen from a distance, it hangs high in the sky like a white jade curtain. Seen from a close distance, it is like countless pearls, falling in the air. I took a sip of water in my hands. Sweet, a refreshing and cold feeling flows all over the body. Wow! Cool! It tastes better than Nongfu Spring and quenches your thirst!

There are many strange stones and jade in tianmashan, some are like crutches that grandpa broke into two pieces, some are like sharp humps on camels' backs, and some are like small balls. The green hills and trees are so pleasing to the eye! There is no need to worry about insect bites and mosquito bites here. There are mountains everywhere, water everywhere and trees everywhere. What a good landscape painting! Mountains rise from the ground, and strange peaks are listed in different forms, like a green barrier. Although there is no grandeur of Mount Tai or fiery red of Xiangshan, I firmly believe that in the near future, she can also be on a par with Mount Tai and Xiangshan!

4. Luya Mountain Luya Mountain is located in ningwu county, Shanxi Province, and is the birthplace of Fenhe River, the mother river of Shanxi Province. At an altitude of more than 2800 meters, the mountain is steep. From a distance, the peaks of Luya Mountain are surrounded by vast forests. These forests are all composed of gray-white boulders, which are jagged and jagged. Some of them stretch straight into the blue sky like reed buds, so you reach the foot of Luya Mountain, and then you climb on foot. From here, enter the virgin forest along the steep hillside and walk about four or five kilometers to the top of the mountain. First, climb 496 steps, and then continue climbing along the dirt road trodden by tourists in the dense forest. Luya Mountain is a stone covered with black soil. Pine grows on this soil layer, and its roots spread around like a net, covering the ground. The roots are three to five centimeters thin and the bowls are thick. The tall and straight pine trees actually grow on bare rocks, and their roots cling to the rocks like claws, which constitutes the unique landscape of Luya Mountain-the pine on the stone. The peak of Luya Mountain is magnificent, and the top of the mountain is made up of huge rocks. The highest point of the mountain is the Prince Temple, which is built on the top of the cliff and has a railing overlooking the mountain. The dense forest is continuous, the mountains are undulating and unobstructed, and the wind is urgent and cold. It's really a feeling of being shaken by the wind hanging in the air. Look at the landscape formed by boulders in the distance, like a giant Buddha, standing tall and straight in the forest, looking lifelike, lifelike. Luya Mountain, like a clean holy land, is surrounded by vast forests, allowing visitors to truly appreciate the artistic conception of "reaching the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". . The mystery and strangeness of Luya Mountain will make you wander back and forth, and the land in northwest Shanxi is charming.

5. Write the beautiful Fengshan according to the total score according to the composition order describing Fengshan.

The blue sky is like sapphire, dotted with white clouds and free-flying birds. There are many rolling mountains in the distance, among which I like Fengshan best.

The Fengshan in the distance is emerald green, lush and beautiful, which makes people feel very comfortable.

If you go to Fengshan, the feeling is even more wonderful: the breeze blows and the grass bends down to say hello to you. Further on, you will come to a cobblestone path, with green grass on both sides and several looming pavilions in the forest. In the middle of Fengshan, there is a newly-built Fengshan Park. In the center of the park, there is a phoenix stone carving, which is lifelike as if it were true.

At night, Fengshan was completely changed. The neon lights on the top of the mountain turned Fengshan into a "lantern girl". Really beautiful!

The Fengshan in my hometown is really beautiful!

6. Legend of Returning to Ma History (Yong 'an Mountain and Zhu Yuanzhang's shinhwa) According to legend, Zhu Yuanzhang, the Ming Emperor, came to Yong 'an Mountain when he was fighting around. The monks didn't know it, so he wrote a poem on the temple wall: "Kill all the millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and wear a sword on his waist."

Monks don't know heroes, so why ask their names? "The monk answered a poem at the beginning of the temple:" I dare not leave a poem with an imperial pen, for fear of ghosts and gods.

Wash the French water gently, and there is room for bullfighting. "Zhu Yuanzhang often talked about military affairs with monks such as Ru Lan, and played chess and recited poems on Li, leaving a poem" Huang Ju ":"Flowers are evil if they are not sent.

Last night, the west wind fought, and I was dressed in golden armor. "Miaozhi Temple in the Ming Dynasty has a magnificent building, with more than a thousand monks and a very strong incense.

Unfortunately, Miaozhi Temple was demolished when Yong 'anshan Reservoir was built in 1970. At present, Miaozhi Temple is being restored and rebuilt.

7. Write a composition of 300 words in the order of tour. I came to the beautiful Wenying Lake.

A piece of green comes into view: green lake, green grass, green duckweed, green tree ... this eyeful of green makes me intoxicated. I looked down from the white railing, and the water in Wenying Lake was clear, like a piece of green glass.

Several gray ducks swim leisurely in the lake, sometimes diving to chase the fish in the water. The duckweed on the lake lies quietly on the water, just like a treasure carved with emerald, crystal clear and beautiful.

Several children were playing with water guns, and I saw a rainbow in the fog they sprayed! Came to the island in the middle of the lake, and the stone road was covered with knee-high wildflowers. Through the beautiful flowers, sitting on the grass, you can see the green moss spreading at the bottom of the lake, like a green carpet; Colorful fish in the water are like flowers on a green carpet.

When the breeze blows, the scenery reflected in the water expands for a while and shrinks for a while, as if it were reflected in a haha mirror. Very interesting. At this time, many small circles suddenly appeared on the lake. Looking at it carefully, it turned out that there were fish jumping out of the water one after another, and the blue waves rippled. How beautiful! I was fascinated by it, and I thought, "There must be a big jade in this lake, otherwise how could she be so green?" There must be a big magnet in the lake, otherwise how could she be so attractive? "The beautiful Wenying Lake really makes people linger! She is a bright pearl embedded in Datong, my hometown, and the most beautiful scenery under my brush.

8. Composition written in the order of tour: 400 words to see the sea and travel notes]

The front is a vast and desolate mountain, with cars crawling on the foothills and lush trees on both sides, and a 10-meter-wide uphill road is strictly protected in the middle. Maybe it's the first time to walk this mountain road. Unfamiliar roads always make people feel particularly tortuous and long. However, there will be unexpected surprises. Those twists and turns often give us a false alarm. From time to time, one or two houses with red bricks and tiles pass by us, and there must be some green bamboo bushes next to them. The car passed like the wind, and those bamboo leaves crackled on the window, and they were not lonely all the way.

Yucangshan is located at the junction of Zhejiang and Fujian, more than 900 meters above sea level. You can see the sunrise, the sea of clouds and the strange stones, and it is known as the world's "Jade Cang San Jue". The car traveled between the mountains and valleys for more than two hours. As we approached, it began to rain. The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds, and the beautiful scenery of Yucang Mountain is tightly covered. Turning the last corner, we can vaguely see the red glazed tile roof of Yuhua Villa where we are staying. The villa is surrounded by mountains and waters. European villas are exquisite and elegant, scattered on the rugged hillside, and the scale seems to be quite large. When we got off the bus, fresh air came to our faces. The air is moist and abundant, just like countless transparent water drops. We open our mouths and suck greedily, and then feel that every pore of our bodies can be filled with sweetness. It didn't rain much, but it was foggy. Fog, vision is only 50 meters. The fog surged around and hung on the surrounding pine trees. The treetops were foggy and the pine needles were green. Walking on the flat path in the pine forest makes people feel like floating in the clouds.

One of the wonders of Yucang Mountain is that there are many lakes on it. It is said that there are as many as 18 lakes. These lakes are scattered among the mountains, crystal clear all year round and not dry in midsummer. Even more amazing, there are fish activities in the lake. But in this weather, we can't explore in seclusion. We can only listen to this as a legend, hoping to quench our thirst. Fortunately, there is an artificial lake below the villa, and a dam is built at an altitude of 800 meters to store water, which can be said to be a veritable "high gorge out of Pinghu". The lake is wide, and the villas embrace each other gently along the mountain. Looking around, the lake is misty and I don't know where the shore is. A small pier was built by the lake and extended into the lake. A boat was tied to the dock, and a man at the end of the dock vaguely watched Ling Bo fishing. Touching the wet railing on the shore, I envy the fisherman's happiness a little. At this time, melodious bells floated on the mountain, probably the night shift of Fayun Temple, a thousand-year-old temple in Yucang Mountain. The bell was dull and quivered in the echo of the valley. Let's think about it, the Tianhu Lake in Yun Shenchu should be so beautiful now, with uninhabited canyons and picturesque scenery reflected at the bottom of the lake. How gorgeous and lonely it will be.

Unexpectedly, the fisherman was a young man. With a carefree look on his face, he simply put down his fishing rod and chatted with me when he approached. I claim to be a family in the mountains and drive a taxi. Today, I took my guests to Yuhua Mountain Villa, borrowed a set of fishing tackle to catch some fish, and went back to eat rare teeth at night. "The fish in this mountain is delicious." The young man's salivating face made me laugh. Seeing that I was in high spirits, he offered to take me for a walk in the mountains, as long as I paid a little gas money. Seeing his sly face, he quickly packed his fishing tackle and spared no business. I seem to see the unique shrewdness of the mountain people.

After the car turned a sign that said "Yucangshan National Forest Park", no one was seen. The car is driving very slowly, so roll down the window and let the mountain wind pour in. It's especially cool, and sometimes there are the chirping of forest birds. After several turns, a relatively wide canyon appeared in front, and a temple was exposed among the trees. The car stopped outside the temple gate, and the young man jumped out and said, Fayun Temple has arrived. The temple is small, but simple. The gate is a stone structure, and the standing stone is covered with moss. After the gate, it is the square. There is a very unique living pool in the center of the square. There are several stone pagodas in front of the pool, under which are plates of exquisite dahlias. There is a small rockery in the pool, and a drop of Guanyin stone smiles with a low eyebrow. It looks natural. I can see that the sculpture is fine and the water in the pool is there.

In the evening, the temple was quiet and empty, and there was no incense fireworks, only the Vatican incense was left in the air. Several old people sat around chatting and couldn't tell who the monk was. The young man sat among them with tea. Living in the mountains may often be such a scene, so monotonous, away from the noise of the world, who was born in where, who joined the WTO, can not say. In these slow years of hundreds of years, we should invite some naughty fox spirits in Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio to say a few words to them after dinner.

The weather on the mountain is really unpredictable. On the way back, it rained heavily. At night, one after another, with the thunder of lightning, the electricity stopped. In the dark, everyone gathered in the living room in horror. Under the flickering candlelight, listening to the noisy rain outside the window, lightning split down and lit up half the sky. Thunder is like a hammer, and the mountains shake. This is a mountain with an altitude of nearly 900 meters, which means it is 900 meters from the sky. We all fought involuntarily in the lightning like snakes. I suddenly think of the old people in the ancient temple, and I wonder if they will feel at ease as usual tonight. The next morning, I got up and opened the curtains, only to find that Yucang Mountain, which had experienced a night of wind and rain, was so beautiful: under the blue sky, the sun was shining and the jagged hills were covered with stones with different expressions. Last night's thunderstorm and yesterday's misty rain seemed like a dream that had already turned into dust.

9. The landscape composition about Dinghushan must be written in the order of tour. The river wheel took me to Zhaoqing with drizzle. I swam in Qixingyan in the rain, and I walked in a hurry and vaguely saw it. When I arrived at Dinghushan, it was near dusk. The rain stopped and the fog opened. The mountain only shows a narrow green foot, waist-high, just like a veil covering your face, which is not true. Out of sight is clear, but hearing is clear. After crossing the Hancui Bridge, the sound of spring came before we set foot on the road into the mountains. The sound of the spring is very clear, and its sound is like seeing the shadow of the spring jumping around, which makes people feel excited. I can't help but follow the sound, but I feel higher and deeper, and I have entered the mountains.

I didn't know until I entered the mountain that the spring water was not this vein. There were cracks in the grass and stones, almost everywhere, everywhere. There are dense forests in the mountains, and springs are hidden in them. Sometimes, the spring water flashes a bright color in the sparse forest, and then look forward, it is gone. That half-exposed charming attitude reminds me that my beloved daughter often walks around my knees at home. Every time I reach out, she will run away and raise her smiling face to tease me; When I pretended not to care, she sneaked in and snuggled up to my waist. What a naughty boy!

The mountain spring is a charming child, and the sound of the spring water is a child's silvery laughter. Influenced by the sound of spring, Dinghushan is much younger. The winding path and the verdant bamboo and wood exude a childlike vitality, which makes people who enter the mountain seem to be in a clear and transparent state, with dust-free body and mind and preciseness. Halfway up the mountain, there is a mountain pavilion. The pavilion is dilapidated and has nowhere to stay, but there is a couplet in the pavilion: "There is no dust here, it is more beautiful up here", which won the spirit and made people nod and understand.

Standing in front of the pavilion, my eyes are really full of blue. The distance is high and low, the branches are wrapped with vines, the trees are dense, and the heavy wet green is like the waves of the sea, layer by layer, pushing straight to the top of the mountain. Even the winding stone road at the foot is covered with traces of moss and a little bright green. Step on the wet and smooth stone steps and climb the stairs carefully. The higher you go, the denser and greener the trees are, the harder it is to find the shadow of spring, and the more pleasant the sound of spring is. In my depression, I suddenly heard the bell coming from the clouds. Suddenly, fluttering, in the quiet twilight after the rain, I answered each other, like an old man standing in front of the door on crutches, calling for a child who never forgets to return.

The bell came from Qingyun Temple halfway up the mountain. The temple is built on a hill and embedded in green peaks. Climb more than 400 steps from Bushan Pavilion. Qingyun Temple is the 17th blessed place of Lingnan Buddhism. It was founded in Chongzhen period of Ming Dynasty and has a history of more than 300 years. There is a "pot for thousands of people" in the temple, which is nearly 2 meters in diameter and can hold 1, 100 liters. This is one of the wonders of the ancient temple.

After dinner, take a walk in the garden in front of the temple. The garden is full of flowers, bees and butterflies, and full of business, which is quite different from the musu atmosphere in the main hall. Among the flowers, there are two tall old trees, with luxuriant branches and leaves and covered with green shade. The roots of trees are protected by stone fences, which makes them look different. It turns out that these are two bodhi trees introduced from Ceylon (now named) more than 200 years ago. According to legend, the Tao is there. Therefore, Buddhists regard Bodhi as a sacred tree and naturally receive special courtesy.

There are too many kinds of trees in Dinghushan. It is said that Dinghu Mountain is a point with the largest number of existing plant species on the same latitude line of the earth, which has been turned into a nature reserve and selected as an ecological observation station. Local comrades told me that although the forests of Dinghushan have undergone changes from generation to generation and have not been greatly damaged, they still depend on the protection of Qingyun Temple. Now, probably because of the failure of Buddhism, the same Qingyun Temple has attracted a large number of tourists and brought potential threats to nature reserves.

At night, the mountains were silent. Sleeping in the guest room next to the temple is like sleeping in a pillow spring. Listen to the spring scenery late at night, don't have a taste. The sound of spring, soaked in moonlight, sounds particularly clear. During the day, there are spring songs, but at this time, there are many levels: gentle men are like violins, flowing through the grass stream; That crisp, like plucking, is a dripping spring leaking from the cracks in the stone; Thick as a double voice, it should be that thousands of streams converge in an empty valley; Those who are as majestic as copper pipes must be running down steep walls and waterfalls falling into deep pools. As for the spring water that bypasses the roots and the clear water that beats the pebbles, the priority is high or low, and each makes a different sound. This endless sound of spring is woven together by an invisible baton and merged into a wonderful symphony. In this spring symphony, you seem to be able to hear the passage of time, the change of history, the birth, growth, reproduction, death and metabolism of life, from weak to strong, gradually expanding and rising to become the main theme. I leaned down to listen and distinguish, and my thoughts seemed to melt into the water, swimming around Dinghu with the spring water flowing. Just like a clear spring seeping through my heart, it washed away the dirt and left a deep feeling for me to taste and daydream. Ah, I'm completely intoxicated by the songs in spring. I said "the mountain is not high, the fairy is famous", but I said "the mountain is not famous, the spring is in the spirit". It nourishes vitality and nourishes all trees. Spring is the soul of Dinghu Mountain.

That night, I only felt the sound of spring in my ear. I wonder if this is a dream. Is it awake?

Dream or wake up. May the clear spring last forever. I hope spring will sing forever.

10. Write down the composition of LAM Raymond in the order of sightseeing. About 200 words. Jiangjin in July is a hot summer, and the ideal thing is to go to LAM Raymond. Because LAM Raymond is not only beautiful, but also refreshing.

Entering Linfen Mountain, the straight road seems to welcome us like an endless white carpet. The trees on both sides of the white carpet are tall and lush. Looking around, it is all green "ocean". If you look carefully, every tree has a different green color. The light green of poplars, the green of banyan trees and the dark green of pine trees ... Nature has decorated Lin Fengshan with thousands of different greens.

If you go inside, you will see dense forests, and it is difficult to see the sun. Here is also the "ocean" of grass, which is more than one meter short and about two or three meters high. When an adult comes in, it seems to be submerged in this "ocean" of grass, and when he leaves, he will accidentally fall in. Walking out of the "grass sea", we saw plants that we had never seen before. A small tree with green leaves has some small red fruits. At first glance, there seem to be some rubies hanging on the small tree. At first glance, these red fruits seem to be playing hide-and-seek with us. Some hide under leaves, some behind branches, and some hide on branches in deep haystacks. ...