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Heaven and earth blend together, creating a harmonious and harmonious atmosphere. Every grass and flower is perfect and beautiful, and it is also a beautiful river and mountain. The Xilamuren Prairie in Inner Mongolia is such a place. There are endless grass and flowers here, as well as clear, bright, meandering rivers. Horses, eagles, birds, and colorful butterflies are the dancing spirits here. The prairie allows you to eat fragrant meat and drink mellow kumiss. It's beautiful and joyful. Eating meat and drinking wine with friends is a moment you will never forget. The prairie and the singing and dancing around the campfire will make your adrenaline surge. It is absolutely impossible not to participate. In the prairie, the moonlight is the most charming, and the brilliant starry sky is reflected like a peach blossom beauty's face, and the light is as soft as jade.

After retirement, I always feel more and more fragile. Even when I see or hear some sad scenes, I can't help crying. Why is this so? Recalling that when I joined the army, I was the first in the division in stabbing, I would be a little careless in subsequent training. Many years later, at my farewell party after re-employment, with tears streaming down my face and shouting to the sky, I recited the military camp poem "Bayonets" written by me more than ten years ago. When I recited the last sentence, all the soldiers in the company stood up and recited it loudly with me. After two years of retirement, I gradually found a way to self-regulate and realized what it was like; hearing loss is just another sign of spring, and fading temples are just a sign of beauty.

From the memories of his hometown Hutou Mountain in the west of Beijing, the work tells the story of several kinds of fragrant, gorgeous and delicious flowers on and under the mountain in the spring, as well as the lingering longing for his good friends when he was a boy, especially the girl next door, Xiangmei. It tells the story of a young boy in his youth and a confused person who doesn't know what he is, but can't let go of his love. It is beautiful, affectionate, and sad at the same time. At the same time, the work also describes the green and waving wheat fields in the wilderness of my hometown in the spring breeze, the golden bitter cauliflower dotted on the country road, and the rows of weeping willows that have just sprouted beside the small river bank, thus truly showing a fresh, colorful and vibrant pastoral scenery before people's eyes. Also, at the mountain spring pool under the cliff of Hutou Mountain, people used mountain spring water to boil peach blossoms and locust tree flowers to eat, and drank the mountain spring water with both hands, which left a wonderful and strange impression on people.

The autumn colors of Beijing's Xiangshan Mountain are the excitement and flourishing of splendor, the joy and song and dance of the harvest. For this reason, I write this tribute to express my praise. At the turn of summer and autumn; the scrolls thousands of miles apart are full of beauty. The passionate landscape can still be used to sing. On the occasion of the autumnal equinox, the beautiful scenery is at dawn and dusk, but the beauty is still there. Farmers will be prosperous and people will be prosperous, and all industries will be peaceful. In late autumn, a ridge of decaying grass and two floating ducks reflect half of the pond's clear dew. The weak water flows across the river, and the leaves fall with the wind. How many times have the flowers become thin? Only the falling snow and the red leaves all over the mountain are the brilliance of the beautiful three autumns. It can be said; A hundred miles of maple forest road, the three autumn snows are fragrant. Handsome and proud, dancing gracefully in colorful clothes. The red and pink western mountains are unparalleled in color. Dare to compete with the plum blossoms, and be crowned with beauty.

The work uses the Hutou Mountain in the west of Beijing as the background, and then focuses on the time sequence from the autumn wind to the beginning of winter. It describes the joy of harvest brought by the autumn wind on the top of Hutou Mountain, at the foot of the mountain, in the courtyard of the home, and with new and old friends. The autumn wind transforms the mountain forest into a colorful and magnificent scenery that is even more moving than the red leaves of Fragrant Mountain. The scenery is lyrical and full of emotion. The fruits are shiny and full of color and fragrance, the fields are golden and the harvest is about to begin. Cold dew is coming, red leaves are appearing, and pine mushrooms are fragrant in the dense forest. Autumn style every year, Double Ninth Festival every year. The autumn water is full of green, and the willow tips are light yellow. The cool breeze comes suddenly in autumn, and it is still cold at the fifth watch of the moon. The starry sky shines brightly without sleep, and I can only enjoy the dim night. Frost suddenly descends on Hutou Mountain, red leaves reflect the blue sky, and the flowers are waiting for the frosty moon. The grand fragrance spreads all over the sky, and there is no self in the fragrant sky and beautiful land, and I carry the entire mountain and forest in my heart, turning it into an infinite and affectionate love for my hometown. In the autumn wind, the world will be filled with peace and prosperity, and the heart will be filled with joy, kindness and perfection. This is ultimately the right path in the world.

The city of Hangzhou is filled with happiness. A body of water in the West Lake is full of brilliant spring scenery. This beautiful city, with its luxurious gold powder, silk and bamboo elegance, has always been what people yearn for for thousands of years. The soft water, fragrant and amazing, will eventually become a visitor in the world of mortals, creating a paradise that haunts the soul and dreams. The broken bridge, the rolling waves and the rolling hills, reaching the foot of the lonely mountain amidst the hustle and bustle, cannot stop the legends that have been passed down through the ages. Leifeng Pagoda has been reborn, with copper beams and steel columns gilded with color. It is a unique classic that perfectly interweaves the natural scenery and humanities of West Lake in harmony and common prosperity. A great writer once said: "Spring Dawn on Su Di": If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always appropriate to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. The beauty of the West Lake has been literally brought to life before our eyes. Visiting the West Lake is no longer just enjoying the mountains and rivers, but also placing your deep feelings and love on the boundless landscapes. The West Lake of China, the West Lake of the world, and the West Lake in my heart forever.

This article starts from behind Huangshan Mountain to the wharf on the bank of Xin'an River in She County, and describes the different aspects of Xin'an River, Fuchun River and Qiantang River in order. By introducing people, things, landscapes, food, etc., And using poetic and picturesque descriptions, the magnificence and strangeness of these three rivers are presented to readers. The setting sun is shining and the clouds are calm. The rain and dew of orchids and autumn leaves are full of fragrance. Graceful and beautiful, elegant and elegant. The silk strings are good at dancing, and the watery rhythm is as wonderful as singing, which can enter the heart. The tide of the Qiantang River is so surging and joyful that it dares to do something different to make fun of Anlan. There will be times when I sigh that the mad tide is counterattacking, chasing the waves like mountains, and I can be frightened. Traveling thousands of miles across the country is truly a beautiful thing and should be done.

Li Yang goes down to Yangzhou in March, looking at the flowers and willows, and seeing the spring scenery in the garden. In May, I traveled to Luoyang, lingering and admiring the spring peonies. However, the most beloved thing in my heart is the spring scenery of Hutou Mountain in my hometown. On the shore of the western foothills, the grass is green. The peach blossoms are gorgeous and the stamens are beautiful. The source of water is rich and moist. Rooted in wood, lush and green. The clouds are clouds and the rain is falling. Jade dew has been as precious as oil since ancient times. Moisturizing and speechless, bursting out of blooming flowers. It blooms vigorously, welcoming green grass to the sky. The flowers are full of emotion, and you can hear her singing. Cymbidium's waist branches are swaying slightly, and she can still be seen dancing. The sound and appearance are both magnificent, only in the mountains; springs surge and leap in the empty valley. Boundless elegance is naturally the apricot blossom. Xinghua praised: Pink and light red dye the spring hills, away from glitz and purity----- The color of spring, the radiance of beautiful youth. The color of spring is the imprint of the Mood for Love. Spring scenery is the beginning of my heart's soaring. Spring scenery, the feeling of a beautiful home.

A river flows across it, dividing the land into north and south. The scenery of the North is particularly proud of "thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow." The Five Sacred Mountains dominate the Central Plains of the world. The wilderness is vast, and the city is covered with snow, making the world a white world. Snow in winter has rhyme. The ice of winter is also the soul. The Snow Country in Northeast China is filled with undulating mountains and dense jungles. Unexpectedly, the ice and snow were fierce, covering thousands of peaks and hundreds of miles of plains. A branch of red plum blossoms in full bloom in the sky. The sun shines on its beauty, and the birds feel its lonely fragrance. The sun is setting, smoke is rising, and the houses in Xuexiang are already full of guests. A big mouthful of fish, a small sip of soju, a smile on your face, and a beauty that touches your heart. On the ice and snow, in the biting cold wind, people are so happy. Why? It must be said: The peace and tranquility of the country and the people are paramount.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, only summer is crowned with "prosperity" and known as "midsummer". In midsummer, the beautiful Western Mountains are filled with incense and incense. When there is thunder and rain, the wind howls and the forest howls. The stream stirs up the rocks and pushes the waves like a tidal wave----- The sun is like fire, and the wheat fields are golden. The ears of wheat are long, the grains are solid, and they are as heavy as pearls and jade. The wheat ears are fragrant, the wheat grains are sweet, and the harvest is full of joy. The sun is scorching, but the flowers are still thick and beautiful. The branches and leaves are luxuriant everywhere, and they are not afraid of wind and rain, but they are still green and green with hundreds of feet of blue clouds. Summer flowers are in full bloom, competing for perfection. The gentleman among the flowers has existed since ancient times. The gentleman of flowers chooses water to live and grows toward the sun. The clear pond is swollen and the flowers are fragrant. The gouache is bright and moist, and the flowers are reflected. Midsummer breeds gentlemen among flowers, whose character "comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes through the clear ripples but is not evil", and is an education for others.

The Western Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. Although there are no towering mountains and few majestic peaks, they are still vast and boundless, and the scenery is beautiful to the end of the world. "Xishan Qingxue" was appointed by two generations of emperors and became one of the eight scenic spots in Yanjing, and became famous. The "Xishan Qingxue Monument" stands quietly on the peaks and among the thousands of trees. It encompasses the ancient Beijing-West Road to the west, the world's most famous spring to the east, and the Temple of the Reclining Buddha to the north. It has been guarding the dream of the Red Mansion for hundreds of years. There are eight other scenic spots that make Xishan even more popular. There is also a Chang'an Temple. Why has the mountain gate been kept tightly closed for decades, preventing visitors from seeing the "otherness" outside the mountain gate? In the mountains above the seven Pearl Caves, the "weird" creatures in the lake bring rich imagination to visitors. The thousand-year-old ancient pagodas of Lingguang Temple in the second place, the male and female ginkgo trees that have been guarding each other for thousands of years, etc., All attract people's attention silently. Of course, the eight major things in the autumn rain are the extremely emotional beauty and the extremely alluring love. A clear stream rolls with clear water, and the love of beautiful women hidden in the forest on both sides is enough to warm people's hearts. The country is picturesque, that's how it is.

Sheshen Cliff; mysterious, smart, magnificent and majestic. Inspired by the essence of the sun, moon and the earth, it has become a stunning and unparalleled force. It has boundless beauty and has dominated the world for thousands of years. Based on the Golden Summit of Emei, it dominates the holy land. When two colleagues and I talked about sacrificing oneself on the Sacrifice Cliff, we were bound to think about what we would lose. The mountains and rivers are like pictures, and life is like songs. This beautiful and peaceful world is our lovely home. We live up to our youth and "sacrifice" the green mountains and green waters to be with the great beauty of the world.

It tells the story of a group of youthful middle school students living at the foot of the West Mountain in Beijing in the early 1970s. Led by their nickname, Dali, they have the advantages of respecting teachers and studying hard at school, but they also have the mistakes of quarreling with classmates over trivial matters and taking the lead in absenteeism. However, their love for the green mountains and green waters is a true reflection of their beautiful life. Although material life was severely lacking at that time, the enthusiasm of the young men could not be stopped. They would go down the river to fish and catch shrimps, go to the mountains to pick jujubes and mushrooms, and swim and have water fights in the mountain spring pools. They put all their energy into their somewhat flamboyant and even arrogant self-pursuit to push their yearning for a better life to the ultimate peak. In the mountains, they happened to meet Xinghua's family by a spring pool, who had been sent to a mountain village for labor reform because of their mother and lived in the mountains. The two sides began to understand each other despite mutual suspicion, and soon, with sincerity, they felt like close neighbors and good friends. From then on, in the silent valley, there were not only the noises of the friends, but also the beautiful singing of Xinghua, the thoughts of each other, and the hazy feeling of love and the ensuing troubles. Dali, who had never cared about anything, had been in contact with Xinghua for a total of 20 days and 30 hours during the two summer vacations. However, after he made an appointment with her to meet again on May Day the following year, when he was walking alone by the stream in the valley, an inexplicable, inseparable feeling that he had never felt before suddenly rose from his heart. He could not control himself and could not stop crying bitter tears that he had never experienced in his life.