What are the poems with fairyland?

Year:? Ming? Author:? Mahon

The jade version of the golden flower is wide, and the gods are scattered early.

Zidi issued a real patent, and the first person wrote it first.

Chasing Zhang Waishi Fairy Poems (Five Poems)

Year:? Ming? Author:? Mt Jade

Luan Shu swallowed the five cities of Dongwu, and the sky was full of stars.

Looking back at Yaotai, Jade Qing needs it more.

Poems by He Jingling and Wang Youxian

Year:? Southern and Northern Dynasties? Author:? Shen Yue

Yao Jiaocheng is a crimson fairy.

The clothes are far apart.

Jade is hidden in the clouds.

Dissolution and disputes are rampant.

Typhoon Yao keeps coming.

Chishui blue waves rippling.

On the high porch.

Talking about climbing Joan's branches.

Zhang Zhenren's Immortal Poems of Dragon and Tiger (Two Poems).

Year:? Ming? Author:? Ganjin

The world is god, and family rituals are the most important.

I wish you a room night and give you music as a lesson.

The moon and sea are empty, and the wind is full of jade.

Valley God should not die, independence should become a plan.

"You Xian and Yu Rong"

Year:? Ming? Author:? Liao Kong said

The white crane Pearl Palace writes a hole chapter, and the jade stove has no fire fragrance.

The Taoist priest is sleeping in the deep court with a long eyebrow.

Poems about immortals (two poems)

Year:? Ming? Author:? thin silk gauze

Flat wood depends on the garden, and the flowers bloom hidden.

It is high in the sea and sky blue, overlooking Kyushu.

There is no wind or rain on the earth, and the sun, moon and stars move low.

You don't need a crane to go. Mishima is duckweed.

How to write the composition of fairyland in the dream?

The long-awaited "May Day Golden Holiday" has finally arrived! I climbed the mountain with my parents excitedly. When we were ready, we set off ... at the foot of the mountain, I looked up at the top of the mountain and said, "God, even if I climb up, I don't have the strength to travel!" " However, the process of climbing the mountain should also be a kind of enjoyment! "In this way, we climbed and climbed. On the way, we met many exotic flowers and plants that we had never seen before. I take pictures of them with my camera.

In the cheerful laughter, we reached the top of the mountain.

Although my parents were exhausted, they prepared lunch and invited me to join them.

But at this moment, how can I have this idea? Even if you can't visit all the interesting places, you can't waste it on eating! I lay on a big stone and watched the birds fly in the sky. Somehow, I feel particularly comfortable, and the hard work of climbing the mountain has long been forgotten ... When I was intoxicated, a colorful butterfly with fluorescence appeared in front of me. I have never seen such a beautiful butterfly. It flies and flies. It was a long time before I knew, I don't know when it had flown away. At that time, I had a strong desire to catch up quickly I was so tired that I gasped and the butterfly stopped. I saw it flapping its wings, and a purple light flashed by me. I fainted. I don't know how long it took, but I heard a voice echoing in my ear: "Purple Butterfly Fairy! Purple butterfly fairy! Wake up! " I slowly opened my eyes and saw some strange faces in the gloom. I blinked. This time I saw clearly-I was not looking at a person, but a few beautiful fairies! I remembered their conversation just now, as if I were the "purple butterfly fairy" in their mouth. I looked at my clothes. That's not my original sportswear, but a purple ribbon skirt with faint fluorescence, with beautiful wings behind it and a cane inlaid with purple gems in my hand.

Where the hell am I? ..... When I asked everything, I realized that I was now in a place called "Butterfly Wonderland", where all the butterfly fairies lived, and I was their monarch.

The entrance here is a big tree in heaven. Obviously, ordinary people can't come here. It was butterflies that brought me here. Butterfly is their princess, I am her sister ... I don't want to be "the monarch of purple butterfly". I just want to go home. I slipped out of the palace and came to a big forest when the fairies were not looking, but the forest was too big, so I got lost when I walked.

It's already dark. My parents must be worried about me. Just when I was about to despair, I saw a strange grass. They can talk to me. They call it "Moline Grass" to help the lost fairy get out of trouble.

Composition of Leping Hongyan Wonderland

Hongyan Wonderland is a national AAAA-level tourist attraction, a key scenic spot in Jiangxi Province, a provincial forest park and one of the top ten scenic spots in Jingdezhen City.

It belongs to the Paleozoic Hutian limestone cave scenic spot, which has many natural, ecological and human landscapes, such as the "Hongyan Wonderland", which is called the four wonders of caves. The "Stone Forest Peak Valley" with sweet-scented osmanthus, rugged rocks, vines and towering stone trees; The "Tiejing Feiquan", built in the 26th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, splashed all the year round. Yong Zhengdi's "Xiangjiazhuang Ancient Ancestral Temple" has the words "Shide, Liu Guang"; There is also the great contribution of "four scholars in one door, two scholars in one period" and "Rongzhai Essays", which is a wonderful place integrating tourism, leisure and health, and business vacation.

Alice's composition in wonderland

If you want to say the most respected teacher, it must be Mr Hu Zhe. I thank the sunshine, which brings me warmth; I thank the clear spring for bringing me sweetness; I am even more grateful to my writing teacher, who gave me an encouraging smile. "Hang it all! Nonsense! " As soon as you hear this familiar word, you will know that our writing teacher is coming. My writing teacher's name is Hu Zhe. He is neither tall nor young, but his hair is half white. He is also very careless about his clothes. He always wears blue cloth all the year round, which is in sharp contrast with other teachers. The most unforgettable thing is that he wears a pair of deep myopia glasses on his broad face, and those eyes behind the lenses are forever deep. He likes to laugh. When he smiled, he showed a pair of ugly big teeth, and the wrinkles on his face were folded into arhats. His mantra is "outrageous". I didn't know whether it was a feeling or a whim.

Dirty fairyland

"Oh my God! God! " Guess what? It turns out that today is a nasty haze weather! My mother woke me up when it was still stuffy.

I rubbed my eyes, had a big stretch, put on my clothes and got out of bed.

I came to the window to have a look at the scenery, but in my hazy eyes, I saw this picture: the bottom was white and only a few trees could be seen vaguely.

I was puzzled and asked my mother, "Mom, what's the matter?" "According to the weather forecast, it seems foggy today!" My mother came up to me and looked out of the window.

"What, you said it was foggy today?" I was shocked.

After washing my face, my mother and I went downstairs to open the door. I took a breath of air.

Ah! Where did the fresh air in the past go? Why do you inhale all the smelly air? I ran to the road to see what happened there.

Come to the road, ah! The air here is worse, so I can't help covering my mouth with my hand and frowning.

Now, turn your eyes to the center of the road. Although smog can't stop vehicles from driving, cars with different colors in the past seem to be wearing gray coats and look like a gray one.

Looking around, the whole world is shrouded in smoke: on the roof, by the river, in the fields-it seems to be a fairyland, but it is actually a terrible place that harms people.

Pedestrians on both sides of the road also have one more thing-masks. Snow-white masks cover the faces of most pedestrians. I think wearing a mask must be very uncomfortable, but what can we do? I looked up at the blue sky and white clouds for fun, but I didn't expect the sky to turn from blue to gray and the clouds to gray.

Looking at all this, I made up my mind: plant more flowers and trees, green our home, don't litter, and advise my parents to drive less ||! How I wish it would rain soon, let the smog leave quickly and give us a clean, fresh and beautiful home.

The third grade composition "Wonderland on Earth in My Heart"

Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden is really a fairyland on earth, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

I also have my own "Peach Blossom Garden" in my heart.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I drove to a place of my own alone. This place is unique in my eyes. It is my "Peach Blossom Garden".

In spring, I roll and play on the grass.

Whether standing, lying or sitting, I feel particularly comfortable.

The warm sunshine caresses me gently and urges the grass to grow up quickly.

Spring is a rainy season. I stood alone on the open grass, without trees or umbrellas.

The cool, itchy and comfortable feeling of rain falling on your body.

Ear came the sound of rain, a bit like grass greedily sucking the dew of spring.

In summer, I lie in a place where I can keep out the scorching sun, listening to the cicada's incessant chirping and falling asleep peacefully.

When I wake up, I can fish in the river, because it can add vegetables to today's dinner; I can also swim in the river and enjoy the sound of running water, the cool and clean river and the feeling of small fish kissing my fingers.

Sometimes when I play in the water, I "wake up a pool of gulls"

Autumn, a harvest season, I harvested the fruits of labor, not only sweet in my mouth, but also sweet in my heart.

I walked in the field, listening to the sound of fruits breaking out of their shells and their confessions to life.

I walked among the trees, and the fallen leaves were like dancing butterflies. I tried to catch it with my hand, but it slipped through my fingers.

I picked it up from the ground again-a maple leaf flushed by the autumn wind. I put it in my pocket, leaving myself a mature autumn.

Winter is coming, the snow is falling, and pieces of snowflakes fly to the world with the cold wind, covering the earth with a big white cotton-padded jacket.

It snowed all night, and the ground, trees and roof were all endless white, made of powder and Daiyu, like a white palace.

When I walked out of the house, the snow had piled up a foot high. I walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Although it was difficult, I didn't go back.

The river has frozen, so I can put on my skates and slide from the upper reaches to the lower reaches of the river. The cold wind, like a flying knife, cut my face red, but I had a good time.

Looking back at my "Peach Blossom Garden", there is actually only one river, a meadow, a forest and a field.

I believe that after my efforts, there will be a "Peach Blossom Garden" of my own in the future.

A work describing natural scenery

Charming windy mountain This is the first day of the May Day holiday. My mother and I got up early in the morning, simply ate a bowl of broth and brought some dry food, and went to visit Ouyang Xian Zhen, the provincial forest park and the holy land of Hakka Taoism.

Along the way, the mountains are high and the roads are steep, all uphill, climbing the stone steps, climbing along the ancient road and passing through the virgin forest. It takes about an hour to climb the Mid-Levels Temple, which is made of boulders and stones. The temple worships Guanyin Bodhisattva.

We lit some incense in this temple and walked on. The more we go up, the more rugged and steep the road becomes, and the more difficult it is to walk. When we are tired, we stop and sit on the boulder by the roadside to have a rest. When you are thirsty, bow your head and drink the clear spring in the mountains. I couldn't walk any further, so I picked up a branch from the roadside as a crutch and struggled forward. Sometimes we climb the stone steps on all fours like monkeys.

Finally, I came to the "Welcome Pine", where I saw a strange pine with a flat crown, lush green and different shapes. Standing on the boulder next to the pine tree, the cool breeze blows gently, and the sweat just now will soon be cold.

At first glance, Qian Shan is like the sea, and there are layers of fairyland on earth. Clear mountains and rivers flow down from the top of the cliff, and clouds are lingering, making the mountains looming. Go to the provincial forest park, the holy land of Hakka Taoism, worship Ouyang Xian Zhen at Liu Qing's Dafeng Mountain, fly springs and waterfalls, and spend romantic flowers on the grass.

If interests are properly cited, we can see that Qian Shan has thousands of valleys like the sea, and the Mid-Levels Temple is made of huge stones, so we take some dry food with us. When we are tired, we stop to sit on the boulder by the roadside and have a rest, so we only get a fortune teller.

I dare not stand at the bottom of the rock and look down into a rainbow.

It is full of rugged rocks and stalagmites like forests. The text vividly shows the difficulties and deep valleys of young authors climbing mountains.

At first glance, Jin Lang is surging, incense is very prosperous, spectacular and gorgeous. The more you go up, the more rugged and steep the road is, making people feel the unique scenery of Dafeng Mountain. The crown is as flat as a razor, the sound is like thunder, and the rocks are beautiful. This is the first day of the May Day holiday. When you are thirsty, bow your head and drink the clear spring in the mountains. Look at that strange pine tree. It is said that this is the place where Ouyang Xian became immortal, and sometimes he landed on all fours like a monkey.

After a long and difficult climb, Ouyang Xian is too young to jump off the cliff. It was precisely because of this scene that his eyes lit up and Guanyin Bodhisattva was enshrined in the temple.

Many people came to pray.

The smoke from the kitchen is light and elegant.

The vast sea of clouds, cliffs, colorful fog.

After setting off firecrackers and visiting the highest peak of Dafeng Mountain, my mother and I got up early in the morning. I couldn't walk any further, so I picked up a branch from the side of the road as a crutch and trudged forward with a cool breeze.

The majestic Shunzhen Taoist Temple is built in a depression where several peaks are connected.

The forest of Dafeng Mountain; The distant green hills are connected with the blue sky and white clouds.

Along the way, the mountains are high and the roads are steep, the scenery is fantastic and the wind is strong. I simply ate a bowl of broth.

It's like a paradise, lush and green.

Overlooking the mountain, built of stone, the magnificent Taoist temple really makes tourists linger, so they can only bow their heads to welcome guests, all of which are uphill roads. The sweat just now soon became cold and beautiful.

Many sentences are quoted from Introduction to Tourism in Dafeng Mountain. Through the primeval forest, the grotesque rocks: The little author wrote the charming scenery of Dafeng Mountain through his own observation and hearing, and boarded the temple halfway up the mountain in about an hour.

(Comments: Beautiful scenery, Chessboard Peak and other scenic spots.

We lit some incense in this temple and then moved on.

In the sunshine, the full text was smooth, and my mother and I went into the hospital to burn incense and pray.

Finally, I came to the "Welcome Pine", which became more and more difficult. I walked up the stone steps and floated in the forest, layer upon layer, and the air was filled with thick smoke.

A flat grassland unfolds in front of us, focusing on the Banshan Temple and Shunzhen Taoist Temple in Dafeng Mountain.

The waterfall is deeply hidden in the mountains and valleys, which is wonderful and strange.

The four words in the article are used more, and we finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

North of Pan Qifeng is a steep cliff, climbing along the ancient road, standing on the boulder and waterfall next to the pine tree, writing beautifully.

Dream of a fairyland-like place.

We go mountain climbing on holidays.

Wow! How beautiful it is here! There are all kinds of birds living in the dense forest, including common sparrows, rare parrots and magpies who love to report good news ... The green trees cover the sun.

Go further, and you will see a clear stream in which small fish swim. Very nice! Next to the green grass, next to the grass is a winding path.

Walking along the path, you will definitely see beautiful flowers. They are full of beauty and fragrance.

It caught my attention.

Ah! There is a beautiful butterfly on that little yellow flower.

I walked and watched.

Soon we climbed to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is really high, above the clouds! Looking down, I saw nothing.

I walked on again.

Ah! I gave a cry and everyone gathered around and asked me, "What's the matter?" I pointed to the front, and others followed my hand and looked forward. I see a straight path to take you to the gazebo in front.

There are many tall trees on both sides of the pavilion, just like a giant standing next to the pavilion guarding it.

How magnificent! There are little sparrows' homes all around, and many sparrows are jumping around the tree as if looking for food.

I like the scenery here!

The composition about Bauhinia is 800 words

Spring is a season full of vitality. It helped the grass put on green spring clothes, put on colorful clothes for flowers and put on beautiful dresses for bauhinia plants in our campus.

Walking into the Bauhinia on campus is like coming to a fairyland, which can make you forget all your troubles.

Bauhinia is more than two people tall. From top to bottom, the whole bauhinia is like a dancing spring.

The branches of bauhinia are different from other trees. Other trees grow trunks first and then branches. But bauhinia grows with many branches and does not need a trunk.

A twig, like a pen; Thick branches are like strong arms.

On the same branch, five or six new branches will be pulled out, almost all of which are full of flowers. It's really "a hundred flowers crush branches"! On the branches of Bauhinia, there are some green leaves, tender and tender, although few, which set off Bauhinia very beautifully and charmingly.

These leaves are small, slippery to the touch, soft and thin, and a little itchy; Look, with light, it is like a mirror, which can reflect you.

Under the embellishment of leaves, flowers are more beautiful, clusters, clusters, countless ... The petals of bauhinia are moist and transparent, like amber or jade carving, which is a bit beautiful.

Petals are mixed with a little milky white. A flower is as big as a grain of rice, but it looks particularly full.

Bauhinia has different petals. Only three petals are open, and some petals are closed, much like a kind mother protecting her children.

Clusters of flowers, like sweet and sour bayberry, soft purple glutinous rice.

On the same plant, layers of reddish flowers are blooming, from one branch to another, leaving no gap in beauty.

Picking flowers and smelling the fragrance, a faint fragrance comes to the nose, which is intoxicating.

At this time, a big question mark "built a nest" in my mind: what is the smell of bauhinia? I looked at Bauhinia, and my mouth watered. Thousands of feet.

So I picked one and chewed it in my mouth. Suddenly, a sour taste came to my throat.

Ah, my eyes are narrowed into a line because of acid.

Bauhinia, you are elegant and pure, you are the most beautiful flower in the world! 2. In the community where I live, several bauhinia trees (also called bauhinia) are planted.

In summer and autumn, the vegetation is lush, the flowers are blooming, and the bauhinia is unknown.

In winter and spring, although there is no snow and ice in the south, the wind is biting, and most plants have fallen leaves or hung yellow leaves and swayed listlessly.

When this plant returns to zero, only Bauhinia is blooming brilliantly.

Passers-by are touched by falling petals, as if touched by warm hands, which makes people feel the warmth of winter and make their spirit shake.

Sentimental, I prefer to sit under a tree and watch flowers and think.

After several years of observation, I found that the bauhinia tree is very long, with flowers blooming and falling. The fruit is watercress, and watercress is ripe. After the sun exposure, the bean clip cracked and the beans fell to the ground. Inadvertently, you will find that there are bauhinia seedlings growing at the bottom of the tree around the bauhinia tree. If you want to plant it, you pull it out.

Bauhinia is evergreen and luxuriant all year round, which is quite resistant to smoke and dust. Its bark contains tannin, which can be used as tanning materials and dyes. Roots, bark and flowers can also be used as medicine.

In ancient times, bauhinia was often used as a metaphor for family ties, symbolizing the harmony between brothers and the prosperity of family business.

Legend has it that in the Southern Dynasties, Zhao Jing Yin Tian Town was separated from his brothers Ching Tien and Tian Guang. When all the other properties were distributed, he finally found another bauhinia in the yard, which was difficult to deal with. That night, the three brothers discussed cutting the bauhinia tree into three sections, one for each person. Early the next morning, when the three brothers went to cut down trees, they found that the bauhinia trees had withered and the flowers had fallen.

Tian Zhen couldn't help sighing to the two brothers when he saw this: "People are not as good as wood."

Later, the three brothers got together again and lived in harmony. Bauhinia has come back to life and is flourishing.

Bauhinia has been designated as the city flower in Hong Kong, and I don't know why. Later, I learned the tragic story of Bauhinia in Guantian: 1898, 19. In June, Qing * * signed the "Special Provisions on Expanding the Concession in Hong Kong" which humiliated the country. Britain forcibly leased a large area of land in Kowloon Peninsula and more than 200 nearby islands for 99 years. In the roar of gunfire, the occupation ceremony was forcibly held in advance, and thousands of patriotic people rose to defend their homes and fought back against the British barracks, but the people were brutally suppressed.

After the robbery, the villagers built a big tomb in Guijiao Mountain and buried the heroic heroes together.

Later, a tree with purple flowers that I had never seen before grew on Guijiao Mountain.

A few years later, the flowers spread all over the hillsides of the New Territories, and the colors decreased. Especially around Tomb-Sweeping Day, the flowering period is in full bloom, like remembering the martyrs, and the people named it Bauhinia.

Recently, Wong Fuk Wing, a Hong Kong volunteer, did something for himself.

Wong Fuk Wing used to be a truck driver, but he was keen on public welfare. Although he is a diabetic, he continues to help the underprivileged people, especially the poor and backward areas in the Mainland, and his footprints are all over China.

In the Yushu earthquake, he had escaped, but when he learned that three teachers and three students failed to escape and were crushed in the collapsed ruins, he immediately returned to the orphanage to save people regardless of the danger. After several aftershocks, some crumbling houses collapsed and Wong Fuk Wing was buried alive. Later, he was rescued and confirmed dead.

The unity, patriotism and self-sacrifice of Hong Kong people are the portrayal of Bauhinia tree.

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