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Four characters in classical Chinese describe a scenery

1. Write about a scene in classical Chinese

It’s so dangerous to play a game! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Silkworms and yufu, how confused was the founding of the country.

You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai.

There is a bird path in Taibai, Xidang, which can cross the top of Emei.

The earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to the sky were connected.

There is a high mark of six dragons returning to the sun on the top, and a rushing wave and turning back to Sichuan below.

The yellow crane cannot fly yet, and the ape clings to it in order to overcome its sorrow.

How is the green mud coiling around the rocky mountains?

When I went to the Lijing Well, I raised my head and breathed out. I sat down with my hands on my back and sighed!

When will you return from your journey to the west? Afraid of the unreachable rocks.

But I saw the mourning bird calling the ancient trees, and the male flying and the female flying around the forest.

I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night, feeling sad about the empty mountain.

The difficulty of the road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, which makes people wither their beauty!

The sky is not full even when the peaks are gone, and withered pines hang upside down against the cliffs.

The turbulent waterfalls are noisy, and the cliffs turn into rocks and thousands of valleys are thundered.

The danger is also like this, people who are far away are sorry.

Why are you here! The sword pavilion is majestic and Cui Wei,

One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it.

The relatives who were guarded or kidnapped turned into wolves and jackals.

Avoid tigers in the morning and snakes at night.

Grind your teeth and suck blood, killing people like numbness.

Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return home early.

The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky. I look to the west and sigh!

Poetry explanation

Ah! How steep and high! The road to Shu is difficult, even more difficult than going to heaven. The two kings of Shu, Cancong and Yufu, were so unclear about the founding of the country. From then on, it took 48,000 years to have communication with the people of Qin. Taibai Mountain is blocked to the west, and only bird paths allow high-flying birds to cross the top of Mount Emei. Until the earth collapsed and the mountains collapsed, the strong men were crushed to death, and then there were ladders and stone stacks connected to each other. Above is the highest peak that even the six dragons pulling the cart have to turn around, and below there is a whirlpool where waves surge and splash. The high-flying yellow crane can't fly over, but the ape wants to get over, worrying that there is no place to climb. Qingni Mountain is winding and winding, with many twists and turns in a short distance, winding around the peak. Hold your breath and reach out to touch the stars. Touch your chest with your hands and sigh. When will you come back from your journey to the west? Horrible road, steep rocks difficult to climb. I saw birds chirping sadly on the ancient trees, and males and females flying around in the forest. I also heard the cuckoo singing in the moonlit night, filling the empty mountain with sadness. The road to Shu is difficult, even more difficult than going to heaven. People's beauty fades after hearing these words. The continuous mountain peaks are less than a foot above the sky, and withered pines hang upside down against the steep cliffs. The rapids and waterfalls rush down in a noisy manner, hitting the cliff and causing the rocks to roll and make a thunderous sound. It's so dangerous. Why are you here, a person who has traveled a long way? The sword pavilion is high, rugged and abrupt. If one person holds the pass, ten thousand people cannot open it. If the gatekeeper is unreliable, he will become a jackal in power. In the morning, you have to avoid tigers, and in the evening, you have to beware of snakes that grind their teeth to suck human blood, killing countless people. Although Jincheng is a peaceful place, it is still better to go home. The road to Shu is difficult, even more difficult than going to heaven. I turned sideways and looked to the west, sighing for a long time. 2. Looking for classical Chinese articles describing scenery (five articles)

Thanks to Zhongshu Tao Hongjing① The beauty of mountains and rivers has been talked about since ancient times.

The peak reaches the clouds, and the clear stream reaches the bottom. The stone walls on both sides of the bank are in five colors.

Green forests and green bamboos are available for all four seasons. The fog is about to break at dawn③, and the apes and birds are chirping wildly; the sunset is about to fade④, and the sunken scales are jumping about⑤.

It is truly the fairy capital of the world of desire⑥. Since the days of Kang Le, there has never been anyone who can match his miraculousness.

Notes: ① This article is selected from "Quan Liangwen, Three Dynasties of Ancient Times, Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms and Six Dynasties". Xie Zhongshu, also known as Xie Zheng, whose courtesy name was Yuandu, was born in Yangxia, Chen County (now Taikang, Henan Province). He once served as Zhongshu Honglu (in charge of confidential documents of the imperial court).

②Five colors: This describes the colorful stone walls. The five colors, green, yellow, black, white and red were the main colors in ancient times.

Complement each other. ③Four o'clock: four seasons.

④ Rest: dissipate. ⑤The sun is about to set: The sun is about to set.

Decline, fall. ⑥Sinking scales: Fish swimming in the water compete to jump out of the water.

Shen Lin, a fish swimming in the water. ⑦The fairyland of desire world: paradise on earth.

Desire Realm, Buddhism divides the world into the Desire Realm, *** and non-***. The realm of desire is the realm of beings who have not escaped from the seven emotions and six desires of the world, that is, the human world.

Xiandu, a beautiful world where gods live. ⑧Kangle: Guide to the famous landscape poet Xie Lingyun. He inherited the title of his grandfather and was named Kangle Gong.

He was a writer during the Qi and Liang Dynasties in the Southern Dynasties. ⑨和(yù): participation, here refers to appreciation.

Notes on Climbing Mount Tai ---- Yao Nai The yang of Mount Tai is that the Wen River flows to the west; the yin is that the Jishui River flows to the east. The Yang Valley all enters Wen, and the Yin Valley all enters Ji.

When it is divided into north and south, it is the ancient Great Wall.

The highest Sun View Peak is fifteen miles south of the Great Wall.

In December of the 39th year of Qianlong's reign, I rode the wind and snow from the capital, traveled through Qihe and Changqing, passed through the northwest valley of Tai'an, and crossed the limit of the Great Wall to Tai'an. At the end of the month, I went up from the southern foot with the prefect Zhu Xiaochun and Ziying.

Forty-five miles, the roads are all built with stone slabs, with more than seven thousand levels. There are three valleys directly south of Mount Tai. The middle valley goes around the foot of Tai'an City, and the Li Dao is surrounded by water.

I started to follow it in, and the road was less than half way, crossed the middle ridge, followed the west valley again, and then reached its top. In ancient times, when climbing mountains, one would follow the east valley and there would be a Tianmen on the way.

The east valley is called the Tianmen Stream in ancient times, and cannot be reached by other places. Nowadays, the cliffs in the middle ridges and mountain tops that pass by are limited to those on the road, and the world calls them Tianmenyun.

The road is foggy and slippery, making it almost impossible to climb. As we go up, Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and the sky is bright with candles to the south. Looking at the city outline in the evening, Wenshui and Cuulai are picturesque, while half of the mountain is covered with mist.

Wushenhui, Wugu, and Ziying sat in the sun-viewing pavilion, waiting for the sunrise. The strong wind blew up the snow and hit the face. To the east of the pavilion, there were clouds all over the ground. In the clouds, dozens of white osmanthus trees could be seen, which looked like mountains.

The clouds in the sky are of different colors, and they become colorful in a moment. Above the sun, it is as red as a pill, and below there is a red light. It shakes and bears it, and it may be said that this is the East China Sea.

Looking back at the sun and looking at the west peak, whether the sun is shining or not, the colors are bright and crimson, and they are all hunchbacked. To the west of the pavilion there is Dai Temple and Bixia Yuanjun Temple.

The emperor's palace is located in the east of Bixia Yuanjun Temple. On this day, the stone carvings in Guandao were lost. Since the Xianqing period of the Tang Dynasty, all the ancient carvings have been lost.

If you are out of the way or not in the right way, you will not be able to go there. The mountains are more rocky and less soily.

The stone is pale black, mostly square and less round. There are few miscellaneous trees, many pine trees, and stone fences, all with flat tops.

Ice and snow, no waterfalls, no traces of birds and animals. On the solstice, there are no trees in the sky, and the snow is as deep as one’s knees.

Records of Yao Nai in Tongcheng. Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng - Wang Bo The old county of Yuzhang and the new mansion of Hongdu.

The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue.

Xiongzhou is full of fog and bright stars.

The Taihuang is at the intersection of Yi and Xia, and the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. When the governor Yan Gong looks forward to his elegant appearance, the halberd and halberd are approaching in the distance; when Yuwen Xinzhou's Yifan is out, the curtains of delirium are temporarily stationed.

Ten ten days of rest, I have many winning friends. Welcomed from thousands of miles away, full of distinguished friends.

The soaring dragon and the rising phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and blue frost are the arsenal of General Wang. The king of the family is the boss, and the road is famous.

How does the boy know? Bow to every victory. The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn.

When the water is exhausted, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, looking at the scenery in Chong'a.

Visiting the emperor's son's Changzhou, he found the immortal's old pavilion. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below.

Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains. Covered in embroidery, he bowed down to the carved beast.

The vastness of the mountains makes one's eyes full, while the plains of Sichuan make one's eyes startle. Lu Yan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boats and ships are in the middle of the water, and the boats are green birds and yellow dragons.

The rainbow sells in the rain, and the color shines brightly in the district. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color.

The fishing boats sing late, and the sound reaches the shore of Pengli. The formation of wild geese frightens the cold, and the sound breaks the shore of Hengyang. The distant chanting is smooth, and the joy is flying.

The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in Suiyuan are like the bottles of Pengze; the vermilion flowers in Yeshui are like the brushes of Linchuan.

Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I can only watch the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time.

The sky and the earth are so different, and I feel the infiniteness of the universe; when joy and sorrow come, I know that there are countless ups and downs. I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and that Wu will be in the clouds.

The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high but the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to cross, and those who have lost their way feel sad; meeting each other by chance is a guest from a foreign land.

Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty? Alas! The fortunes are bad and the fate is misfortune. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal.

When Qu Jiayi was in Changsha, it was not without a holy master; when Liang Hong traveled to Haiqu, was there no lack of enlightenment? It depends on the gentleman to be in poverty and the wise man to know his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a white-headed heart; when you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the clouds.

I feel refreshed when I drink from the greedy spring, and I still feel happy when I am in a dry road. Although Beihai is on credit, I can take it if I shake it; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees.

Meng Chang is noble and noble, and he has no desire to serve his country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can he cry at the end of the road? Bo is three feet short of life, and he is a scholar. There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you throw a pen, and you admire the emperor's long wind.

He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family.

He is approaching the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp pair; this morning, holding his sleeve in hand, he is happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water? Whoop! The resort is rare and the feast is rare.

Orchid Pavilion is gone, Zize Qiu Ruins. As a farewell message, I am thankful to be grateful to you for your kindness; to climb high and compose a poem is to express my gratitude to the public! Dare to be sincere, respectful and short-tempered.

Every word is a poem, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle the Pan River, and let everyone pour the land, sea and clouds.

Teng Wang’s high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing. The painted building flies towards Nanpu clouds, and the rain rolls down the west mountain at dusk.

The shadows of the leisurely cloud pool are long and the sun is shining, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns.

Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely! A Trip to Baochan Mountain - Wang Anshi Baochan Mountain is also called Huashan. Hui Bao Shi, a Buddhist figure from the Tang Dynasty, left it at its site and was buried there; hence the name "Baochan".

The so-called Huikong Chanyuan today is also called Luzhong. Five miles east of the courtyard, the so-called Huashan Cave is named after it is the Yangtze River of Huashan Mountain.

More than a hundred steps away from the cave, there is a stele serving the road. The inscriptions on it are overwhelming and unique. 3. Sentences describing scenery in classical Chinese

Peach Blossom Spring: Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps along the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. When the forest is exhausted, there is a mountain. There is a small mouth in the mountain, as if there is light. It is very narrow at first, and only then can people pass through it. After walking for dozens of steps, it suddenly becomes clear. The land is flat, the houses are like, there are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo trees, streets and streets, traffic, and chickens and dogs hear each other.

The inscription of the humble room: The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass is green on the curtains. Ai Lian said: I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes clear ripples without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches.

Three Gorges: Seven hundred miles from the Three Gorges, there are mountains on both sides of the river, with no gaps at all; the mountains are stacked on top of each other, hiding the sky and blocking out the sun. As for Xiashui Xiangling, it is blocked along the way.

In spring and winter, the green pool is green and the reflection is clear. There are many grotesque cypresses growing in the valley, with springs and waterfalls hanging down between them.

Qingrongjunmao, a lot of fun. Every sunny and frosty day, in the cold woods and austere streams, a tall ape often cries out, which is very bleak and bleak.

Thanks to Zhongshu Shu: The peak reaches the clouds, and the clear stream reaches the bottom. The stone walls on both sides of the bank are in five colors.

Green forests and green bamboos are available for all seasons. The fog is about to break at dawn, and the apes and birds are chirping.

The sunset is about to fade, and the scales are sinking and jumping. It is truly the fairy capital of the world of desire.

A night tour of Chengtian Temple: The courtyard was empty and clear as if there were accumulated water, with algae and lilies intertwined in the water, covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Watching the snow at the pavilion in the middle of the lake: It snowed heavily for three days, and the sound of people and birds in the lake was all over the place.

The rime is foggy, and the sky, clouds, mountains, and water are all white. The shadows on the lake are only a trace of the long dike, a small pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with Yu Zhou, and two or three people in the boat.

Writing with Zhu Yuansi. The wind and smoke are all pure, and the Tianshan Mountains are beautiful. Drifting in the current, anything.

A hundred miles from Fuyang to Tonglu, there are strange mountains and rivers, unique in the world. The water is all pale blue, thousands of feet deep to the bottom.

There are no fish or stones in sight. The rapids are like arrows, and the waves are as fierce as running.

On the high mountains between the banks, there are all cold trees. They are competing with each other, and they are at odds with each other. The spring water stirs the rocks, making a cool sound; the good birds sing to each other, and their chirping becomes a rhyme.

The cicada makes endless turns, while the ape makes endless calls. The top of the horizontal keel is covered, and it is still dim during the day; the sparse strips overlap, and sometimes the sun can be seen.

Sending the Horse to Dongyang Preface Carrying a bag and dragging his clothes, he walked in the deep mountains and huge valleys. There was a strong wind in the winter, and the snow was several feet deep, and the skin on his feet was chapped but he didn't know it. Story of Xiaoshitan: Walking a hundred and twenty paces west from Xiaoqiu, across a bamboo field, you heard the sound of water, like a jade ring, and felt very happy.

After cutting bamboo, you can see a small pool at the bottom, the water is especially clear. The whole stone is used as the bottom, and when it is near the shore, it is rolled up from the bottom to form a dike, an islet, a ridge, and a rock.

Green trees and vines, swaying and scattered. There are hundreds of fish in the pond, and they all seem to be swimming in the sky with no support.

The sun is shining brightly, and the shadows are spread on the rocks, but they are still; they are far away, and they come and go. It seems to be enjoying itself with tourists.

Looking southwest of the pond, you can see the twists and turns of snakes, and you can see the light and death. Its shores are so different from each other that its origin cannot be known.

Sitting on the pool, surrounded by bamboo trees, it is so lonely and desolate, I feel desolate and desolate. Yueyang Tower: I watched Fu Baling's victory in a lake in Dongting.

Holding the distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, the vast and endless water flows across the horizon; the sun shines in the morning and the evening falls, and the weather is endless. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower.

If the rain is falling, the moon is not open, the wind is howling, and the turbid waves are emptying; the sun and stars are shining, the mountains are hidden; the business trip is not going, the rafts are falling; the dusk is dark, the tigers are roaring and the apes are crying . When spring comes and the scenery is bright, the waves are calm, the sky above and below is a vast expanse of blue; sand gulls gather in the sky, and the golden scales swim; the shore is covered with orchids, lush and green.

Or when the long smoke disappears, the bright moon shines thousands of miles away, the floating light leaps into the gold, the silent shadow sinks into the jade, and the fishermen answer each other's songs, how wonderful is this! The Drunkard's Pavilion is surrounded by mountains. Its southwest peaks and forest ravines are particularly beautiful.

The person who looks bright but profound is Langya. After walking six or seven miles up the mountain, you gradually hear the sound of gurgling water, and what emerges between the two peaks is called Ningquan.

On the winding road, there is a pavilion standing over the spring, which is called the Drunkard Pavilion. If the sun rises and the forest falls, the clouds return and the caves become dark, and the changes in darkness and brightness are like morning and evening in the mountains.

The wild fields are fragrant and fragrant, the beautiful trees are beautiful but dark, the wind and frost are noble, the water falls and the rocks emerge, these are the four seasons in the mountains. Going in the morning and returning at dusk, the scenery in the four seasons is different, and the joy is endless.

The woods are dark and the sound is rising and falling.

4. A fourth-grade composition about a scene in 400 words

[A fourth-grade composition about a scene] A fourth-grade composition about a scene. Our campus is beautiful and neat. Fourth-grade composition Write a scene. The teaching building is a sky blue three-story building. Its shape is very beautiful, like an upside-down concave character. The concave area is the classroom. Each classroom is very spacious and bright. There are all kinds of furniture in the classroom. There are four rows of tables and chairs, two blackboards at the front and back, and the teacher's podium in front. The layout of each classroom is different. Each has its own characteristics. Some classrooms have beautiful pictures on the walls, and some have There is a learning garden on the wall, and the blackboard behind some classrooms is painted with colorful patterns and rich articles. The protruding areas on both sides of the teaching building are where teachers rest and work, as well as conference rooms and experiments. room, reading room, etc. There are four flower beds in front of the teaching building. Magnolia trees, peach trees, willow trees, poplar trees, etc. are planted in the two flower beds next to it. I like the tall and beautiful willow tree the most, when the spring breeze blows , the wicker branches are fluttering in the wind, like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing, so beautiful. The two flower beds in the middle are diamond-shaped. There are clusters of lovely flowers growing in the flower beds. There are winter jasmine and azaleas. , camellia, rose, etc. I admire those rose flowers the most, including fiery red, light red, light red, bright red, pink, with different colors, some half-open, some fully open, and different shapes. Same. In spring, a strong fragrance of flowers attracts many little bees around the flowers, singing and dancing hummingly. There is a playground in front of the flower bed. There is a lawn inside the playground, like a green blanket. In the middle stands a tall flagpole. On the top of the flagpole is a five-star red flag, fluttering in the wind. There is a slide at the far east, which is a favorite place for children in lower grades. Play. There are two sand pits next to the slide, which are used by students for long jump. There are two basketball stands in the north and south directions. When the weather is cold, the students use the ball to shoot. The playground is surrounded by about 200 meters long. Oval cement track. How lucky we are to be able to study on such a beautiful campus! East Lake Meidong Lake is a famous scenic spot, it’s so beautiful there! One day, we went to the East Lake to play. When we walked in the gate, we saw the vast lake surface sparkling in the sun. The East Lake is as level as a mirror, so clear that you can see the bottom of the lake, and it is as green as a piece of emerald. Occasionally, A yacht stirred up waves and spread out beautiful water patterns. We sat on the yacht and crossed the center of the lake to Mo Mountain. The classmates swarmed to climb to the top of Mo Mountain. When we climbed to the top of the mountain and looked up, we saw a pavilion standing on the top of the mountain. The pavilion in front of us is about three stories high, with a conical tower top. The corners of the pavilion on each floor are tilted upward, like eight sharp tusks. The horizontal plaque on the highest floor reads "Zhubei Pavilion" three There are big characters like dragon and phoenix. When we walked into the "Zhubei Pavilion", we saw four big red pillars around it and a staircase in the middle. We followed the stairs and climbed to the top floor, looking around and having a panoramic view of the beautiful East Lake. Looking to the north , the vast lake cannot be seen to the edge; the airships on the lake are like flying shuttles, leaving behind strips of silver-white ribbons; looking to the south, the rows of tall buildings are neatly arranged. Zuomo Mountain is full of lush trees and beautiful scenery. We reluctantly walked out of the "Zhubei Pavilion". In front of the pavilion, there is a huge vermilion stone with an inscription by Grandpa Zhu De on it: "The East Lake will temporarily let the West Lake be beautiful, and the East Lake will be determined." Better than West Lake." I think Grandpa Zhu is right. The natural scenery of East Lake will be more charming in the near future.

5. Classical Chinese essays describing the scenery of the four seasons

I love the four seasons in my hometown

In my mind, the four seasons in my hometown are the most beautiful.

Spring, The weeping willows by the river have sprouted, the peach trees have bloomed, and the water in the river is flowing quietly. Frogs are chirping, and birds are singing excitedly on the branches. My brother and I are trying to fetch water. Wow, a burst of fragrance is fragrant. Auntie, what flowers are blooming? We follow the clues, oh! It turns out that the snow-white pear blossoms in the yard are blooming.

In summer, the trees are lush and the cicadas are chirping non-stop. The "Heihei" at home has to stick out her pink tongue. The lotus in the river It has opened, so fragrant and gorgeous, and the drops of water on the lotus leaves are like rolling dewdrops, like broken pearls, like bubbles spit out by fish, and like...

In autumn, there are many fruits. The dates on the jujube tree are ripe, showing a sweet smile; the apples are so red that the children's faces turn red after eating them; the persimmons on the persimmon tree are ripe, like a flaming red lantern... The farmer uncle was so happy that he went to pick fruits with a basket.

In winter, goose-like heavy snow fell from the sky. At this time, naughty children were playing in the snow. Suddenly, there were more brothers and sisters in the snow. Get up, snowflakes fall on your clothes and shoes... When you wipe off the naughty little snowflakes, they turn into small water drops.

I love my hometown, and I love the four seasons of my hometown even more. .

I love the four seasons in my hometown