A beautiful passage about summer scenery

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace. The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins. Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath. In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings. In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking. Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and lowered their heads in the heat. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore. The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on. It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger. There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily. It's sweltering and there's not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to have solidified. The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils. Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly. That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless. I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun! The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the entrance of the store seems to have been sunburned by 1, and they are going to travel to Qingdao soon. What kind of place is Qingdao? ......

"Sitting by the sea, watching the sunset in the sky, the clouds seem to be burning, bright red, deep purple and goose yellow ... I seem to have entered a colorful world. The sea breeze caressed me gently, and there was an affectionate call in the distance. When I looked intently, it turned out that several seagulls were flying in the sea, and the sea and sky in the distance had merged into one, and the sea and sky were the same. The waves in the distance patted my feet. There is a bright moon in the sky, like a little girl naughty across the clouds. There are countless stars beside the moon, and each one is so dazzling ... "I hope the scenery in Qingdao is not much different from what I imagined. 2. There is heaven in the world and Suzhou and Hangzhou in the world. My mother was lucky enough to take me to Suzhou, a "paradise" during the 11th holiday. We went to Suzhou by coach with excitement and arrived at 1 pm. After dinner, we went directly to the Humble Administrator's Garden. On the bus, the tour guide said: Humble Administrator's Garden is a five-A-level cultural heritage, with the same name as the Summer Palace in Beijing, chengde mountain resort in Hebei and Liuyuan in Suzhou, and it is one of the four famous gardens in China.

When I arrived at the Humble Administrator's Garden, the scenery was pleasant, there were many flowers and plants, and the quiet and elegant style really deserved its reputation. My humble administrator's garden is divided into three gardens: East Garden, Middle Garden and West Garden.

What impressed me deeply was the Central Plains, where the stone peaks are green and wonderful! The first thing that attracts people's attention is that many pairs of mandarin ducks are playing in the water, which is very beautiful. It is said that mandarin ducks are in pairs. Without one, the other can find a partner at will, which reminds me of an old saying, "I only admire mandarin ducks, not immortals."

"Listening to the rain pavilion" is a major feature of the central garden. Because the rain pavilion is similar to my name Yu Tingxuan, I pay special attention to it. "Listening to the rain" is a small attic that listens to the sound of rain, because there are lush banana trees and tall and straight bamboos in it, and lotus leaves are blooming in the small pond. When it rains, raindrops will make a crisp sound on banana leaves, lotus leaves and bamboo, just like a symphony of nature, with a wonderful artistic conception and a unique feeling.

There is a North Stone Pagoda outside the Humble Administrator's Garden. Seen from a distance, this tower seems to be built in the Humble Administrator's Garden, which is integrated with it. There is also a legend circulating here. Once, Emperor Kangxi visited Suzhou and saw the North Stone Pagoda. He asked the local minister, "What is that pagoda?" As there was no Mandarin at that time, the local minister replied in dialect: "Beishi Tower." (homophonic: not a tower) Kangxi asked strangely, "This is obviously a tower, why not?" Listening to the legend told by the tour guide made me laugh, which shows the importance of speaking ordinary.

If it takes a lot of effort to describe all the scenery in Humble Administrator's Garden, I suggest you go and have a look, walk and swim by yourself! 3. When summer comes and summer vacation arrives, tourism becomes the melody of summer. Everyone helps old people and takes young people to bus stations, railway stations and airports.

On July 27th, it was an exciting day for me. My family took a taxi with our luggage to the south gate intersection. The destinations of our trip are Wuyishan and Xiamen. The bus has stopped there. We packed our bags and got on the bus. I can't wait to check the number of people who are excited. Many people came: Chen Yuchen, Gu Xiaoli, Xu Yangfan, Cao Yifan, Lu Jiatian, everyone was a little bit at first. Small talk began. When we arrived at Shanghai Railway Station and got on the train, everyone was very excited. They asked each other about their homework ... At night, it was already late at night, and the adults were already asleep, but we were too excited to fall asleep. The train was very quiet, and I don't know who sent the signal. Someone sent a signal back in the dark, and everyone suddenly understood that they woke up. Then, the quiet train immediately stirred up. Xu Yangfan fell asleep, talking in his sleep; Chen Yuchen is still chatting with the fat girl in the opposite bunk; Gu Xiaoli leaned out and told me to play clapping games; Cao Yifan is also whispering to her sister; Lu Jiatian is a guy who can eat. He still has a chicken leg in his mouth ... This night, we agreed that whoever wakes up first tomorrow will be rewarded.

The speed of the train is getting slower and slower, and the train stops. Everyone got off the bus with their luggage. Wuyishan station arrived, and everyone was very excited. We were received by a short female tour guide with a dark face. A group of us followed her out of the crowded railway station for about 5 minutes, got on a tourist bus, took us to Wuyishan Scenic Area and got off. I saw four big red letters on a plaque that read "Wuyi entrance". That's probably where I got in. I thought to myself. As expected, I checked my ticket and walked halfway up the mountain along a rugged stone step road. What appears in front of us is a map. The tour guide began to introduce that we went to Roaring Tiger Rock today, because there is a cave in the mountain, and whenever the north wind blows, it will make a tiger cry. So it was named "Roaring Tiger Rock". I sighed, because I was not lucky enough to see the hole and I couldn't hear the tiger whistling. The tour guide paused and continued to introduce: "This stone is printed with a map of Roaring Tiger Rock." The tour guide said, pointing to a huge stone covered with moss on both sides and printed with a map in the middle. This stone must have a long history. After years of polishing, some place names and routes on the map have become somewhat blurred. Our team continued to go up, and the children had already taken the opportunity of the tour guide to explain it to them. Not to be outdone, I soon caught up with them. But the next road is getting harder and harder: the road is less than half a meter wide and the steps are very high, so I may not be able to cross it at once. The plane of the steps is very small, which makes me go up one step and down two steps several times. I'm a little discouraged. After a short pause, I continued to climb in the hot sun. Today's sunshine is particularly poisonous, which makes my arm burn. If I hadn't put on a little sunscreen, I would have become a "roast dog".

Many things happen. I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, panting with fatigue. Looking back, my parents still fell behind and missed!

As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easier than going down. Because the mountain road is steep, I climbed too fast, so I lost a lot of physical strength. I am really worried to see that everyone has climbed to the top, enjoying the perfect scenery and preparing to go down the mountain. I don't know if I can go down the mountain. The task of going down the mountain is more arduous than going up the mountain. Suddenly I felt a pain under my feet, which was originally caused by sports shoes. It's too small, plus just now.

After breakfast, we came to Wuyishan Scenic Area again. Today, our destination is Tianyou Peak.

Tianyou Peak is the first dangerous peak in Wuyishan, and a path leads directly to the top of the mountain. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the silver path twists and turns, just like a bony snake lying on the mountain. Through high-powered binoculars, we saw snowflake springs on the mountainside, many strange stones and hanging coffins on the top of the mountain. Legend has it that in order to preserve the remains of great men, ancient people deliberately put a boat-shaped wooden coffin and the remains together. As for how it was put in, it is still a mystery. ) ... in the afternoon, everyone canceled the trip to climb the mountain again and started adventure rafting. Oh, but it can't be said to be an adventure, because the theme of this drifting is-water war. What exciting news! I am dancing with joy. Yesterday, my mother said that she would go to Mount Putuo. I clamored to go, and under the strong offensive of "Amitabha Bodhi", my mother finally agreed. I go to bed early because I have to get up early.

I got up at 4: 30 this morning and went to Aunt Zhou Xiao's house with my mother. Her daughter Yuan Yuan is my good friend. Yuanyuan's father drove the four of us to the centipede pier on Zhujiajian Island Island, and we went to Putuo Mountain by speedboat. This speedboat is swaying in the sea, and its 1/3 side is submerged in the water, which is very dangerous.

As soon as we arrived at Putuo Mountain, we took a ferry to Luojia Mountain. When I stood on Lorca, I was deeply attracted by its beauty. The color of the sea here is not khaki, but blue. Beautiful islands scattered on the sea, really beautiful! Along the winding mountain road, flowers and trees meet all the way. On Sunday morning, we set off from downtown Jinhua and arrived at the Shuanglong Cave Scenic Area in Jinhua in less than half an hour.

Shuanglong Cave is the symbol of the whole scenic spot. I walked dozens of steps and entered a cave. My mother said to me, "Here we are! Shuanglong Cave is here! "

Looking around, I saw stalactites hanging on both sides of the cave, which looked like a faucet and was very realistic. But this cave is like a living room, with a huge screen stone in front-I call it a "wall". How can it not be a miracle of the world?

The front of the wall is crowded with people. It turns out that there is an underground river, from which you can enter the inner cave.

According to the instructions of the staff, we held our breath and lay on the boat. The ship rocked and quickly passed through the bottom of the rock. The top of the cave is only a few inches from my face. I was so nervous that I didn't move, for fear that the stone would scratch my nose. But in just a few seconds, my eyes suddenly opened up. This is really another village.

When we landed, we saw a bigger cave, which is the inner cave of Shuanglong Cave. Under the illumination of colored lights, strange stones are rugged and varied. Some of these stalactites are like mountains, while others are like clouds. ...

"Look!" The tour guide pointed to the height and said, "This is Jinhua ham, and that is Beijing roast duck ..." Everyone laughed. After a closer look, it was really similar.

Water is more magical. Waterfalls and underground rivers give me the illusion of being in water curtain cave, The Journey to the West.

Hearing is empty, seeing is believing. If you are free, go and see for yourself. The beautiful and magical Shuanglong Cave will definitely leave a deep impression on you!