1. Let’s write a poem about Huangcaoba
Huangcaoba, Yuxi, Yunnan, is located in the northwest of Chunhe Town, Hongta District. It has a beautiful land with beautiful natural scenery. Rich field flavor and colorful Yi customs.
...This is Huangcaoba, known as the "Shangri-La" of Yuxi. Although there is the word "yellow grass", Huangcaoba in spring presents a vibrant scene, with green bamboos swaying in the wind, tall trees forming a natural balcony, and winding paths leading to the secluded area. Infinite reverie. Standing in the jungle on the hillside, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Bazi scenery: weeds, flowers, chirping birds, the stretching grasslands and fields in front of and behind the mountains, all shrouded in the spring smoke. The most eye-catching thing is the rapeseed flowers all over the mountain, which are blooming without restraint: they are in clusters, branches are in bloom, and fields are golden; the sky is blue, the ground is golden, and the flowers are stunning. , making people breathless. The spring scenery in the farmhouse is the most beautiful! 2. Write an article to commemorate the 110th anniversary of Zhu Ziqing’s birth
The following is reproduced Wanfenglin is a big secret.
It is a magical and beautiful karst mountain forest with strange peaks and green mountains. You are the first to discover and reveal this secret. In Ten Thousand Peaks Forest, there are peaks on the peaks, caves in the peaks, water and homes in the caves, villages on the peaks, peaks below the villages, and fields between the peaks and villages.
The time when this secret was revealed was on the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival 370 years ago. It was raining heavily that day and my feet were muddy.
You don’t become famous accidentally. From the year you were newly married at the age of 22 until the year before your death, you have been consistently engaged in tourism inspections for 33 years, and you have browsed through the 19 provinces, municipalities and autonomous regions of the motherland with both feet.
Two feet, reading, non-stop. You often travel between mountains and ravines because you don't like flatness.
Flatness is like a bowl of clear water, it doesn’t know how to cover it up and lacks a sense of mystery. What you get at a glance is not what you want.
Your ambition is far away, in the famous mountains and rivers that are invisible to the naked eye. Now, I often think about how those inaccessible winds, the desolation of the backcountry, the dangers of tigers and wolves, and the mist-shrouded cliffs surrendered at your feet. Through the blood-soaked words in your travel notes, I can see your strength and the simplest survival in the wild.
Where the traditional Chinese characters suddenly turned, I saw your feet, yes, the toes of both feet bit the uppers, the difficulty and pain of trekking through rocks, thorns, horse dung, rain and snow , I saw your diligence of "getting up in the morning and walking after dinner", I saw a lonely figure walking through the peak forest, and the footprints bent the mountainside like sheep's intestines. You are known as the "wonderful person of the ages", and your travel notes are known as the "first wonder book of the ages".
Qian Qianyi, a famous scholar in the Qing Dynasty, said in "Instructing Xu Zhongzhao to Carve a Book of Travel Notes": "...Mr. Travel Notes, there are real words, great words, and strange words in this world." You have explored more than 270 The caves in southwest China are an outstanding pioneer in the extensive and detailed investigation of karst landforms in China and even the world.
The British historian of science and technology Joseph Needham commented on you: "His travel notes are not like those written by scholars in the 17th century, but more like a field survey record in the 20th century." Joseph Needham in "History of Chinese Science and Technology" , raising the contribution of your travel notes to geography to the modern level of Western geography.
In other words, the secret of the karst landforms in the southwest of your motherland that you discovered 370 years ago predates Western geography by hundreds of years. This perfect conclusion once made me stand on the pavilion at the Wanfenglin scenic spot in Xingyi City, southwest Guizhou, looking at the vast peak forest, feeling very happy and excited.
At that moment, when I wiped the sweat from my forehead and raised the drink bottle, I suddenly thought of your hard journey in the wild where you "satisfied your hunger with wild fruits and quenched your thirst with clear springs." I think of your glorious poem: "There are so many mountains in the world, but only here they become forests."
You are worthy of being a geographer, traveler and writer of the Ming Dynasty. Your feet printed all the way through the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest and left behind an immortal saying, "It is majestic for thousands of miles and is the wonder of the southwest."
I conclude that you are the first to introduce the wonderful scenery of the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest to the world. people. I read the first and second chapters of "Diary of a Travel to Guizhou" and traveled twice under the night light with a cigarette but could not find it.
I dare say that I have never embraced someone’s teachings so seriously and carefully in my life. This is the first time for you. At that moment, I was disappointed.
Outside the window, the rain came from the mountains and slapped my window lattice for no reason. I am unwilling to do so.
I read your travel notes in spring, and I was very interested, like the green fields full of spring. Finally, in the following "Dian Travel Diary 2", in the Mid-Autumn Festival when crops are increasingly abundant, I see your belated footprints breaking through the past tranquility of Wanfenglin.
I think that Wanfenglin at that time should have been under the jurisdiction of Yunnan. Mid-Autumn Festival is a sensitive word.
I guess that in your hometown, a house in Jiangyin, Jiangsu, when your old mother looked at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival of a certain year, your lonely steps were trekking through the rugged mountains and forests somewhere.
At that time, there was often rain in the sky, and your back that could never be squeezed out was tilted and stuck into the rain.
The shadow is a bit dull. You are a man of great filial piety. After your father passed away, you wanted to follow the ancient adage, "Don't travel far when you are in high office."
But your mother is a literate and sensible woman. She encourages you: "As a man, you should aim at all directions. Go and travel! Go to heaven and earth to stretch your mind and expand your horizons." Increase your knowledge.
How can you be like a chicken in a fence, a pony tied to a cart, staying at home and doing nothing? "When you walk out of the house, you are 33 The journey of 2019 has produced more than 600,000 words of travel notes. I often imagine your lonely back as a painting. You are silent in the painting, with your head lowered, your curly hair covering most of your face, your one-foot-long beard tied with rusty knots, and your cuffs and trouser legs scratched out by thorns. Silks of cloth are coming, and these strands of cloth are swaying in the wind; there is still blood on your feet, but the crutch (actually a branch) in your withered hand is still calm; sometimes you stop to check the terrain, and sometimes you listen to some rare tits Ting, I think you belong to nature and rivers and lakes.
You passed through Wanfenglin on August 18 of the lunar calendar in 1638. "It is a clear day, and the rain is falling.
After dinner, we went down the mountain. ... Looking east to Luozhuang, it is far to the south. Luozhuang branches from the old ridge in the west and is connected to the east.
In the middle of the dock, there are hills running east from the west boundary, and stone peaks protruding from the east boundary. Covering this cluster of peaks, the southwest begins here and the northeast ends at Daozhou. It is majestic and majestic for thousands of miles. It is a wonderful place in the southwest, and this is the extreme southwest."
I found these ancient words in "Dian Travel Diary 2". Looking up at these words, I feel that these words are green, like beautiful mountains and rivers, and at the same time, they are also noble.
I would like to have a silent communication with them, because they were stepped on the mountain road with the feet of the traveler in the late Ming Dynasty. These words contain the travel ambition that you set as a young man, "A man will face the blue sea in the morning and the sky in the evening".
These words reveal tenacity, simplicity, indifference and the heartbeat of hard work. These words are closely related to a person's will and destiny. They are indelible for the present and the future.
These words are kind because they record the place where I live day and night. Although they have been lying quietly in a dazzling travel journal for centuries, their value has continued to soar in silence.
Nowadays, there are more than 100 villages of various sizes in Wanfeng Forest. I think when you pass by. 3. Write an article to commemorate the 110th anniversary of Zhu Ziqing’s birth
The following is reproduced Wanfenglin is a big secret.
It is a magical and beautiful karst mountain forest with strange peaks and green mountains. You are the first to discover and reveal this secret. In Ten Thousand Peaks Forest, there are peaks on the peaks, caves in the peaks, water and homes in the caves, villages on the peaks, peaks below the villages, and fields between the peaks and villages.
The time when this secret was revealed was on the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival 370 years ago. It was raining heavily that day and my feet were muddy.
You didn’t become famous accidentally. From the year you were newly married at the age of 22 until the year before your death, you have been consistently engaged in tourism inspections for 33 years, and you have browsed through the 19 provinces, municipalities and autonomous regions of the motherland with both feet.
Two feet, reading, non-stop. You often travel between mountains and ravines because you don't like flatness.
Flatness is like a bowl of clear water, it doesn’t know how to cover it up and lacks a sense of mystery. What you get at a glance is not what you want.
Your ambition is far away, in the famous mountains and rivers that are invisible to the naked eye. Now, I often think about how those inaccessible winds, the desolation of the backcountry, the dangers of tigers and wolves, and the mist-shrouded cliffs surrendered at your feet. Through the blood-soaked words in your travel notes, I can see your strength and the simplest survival in the wild.
Where the traditional Chinese characters suddenly turned, I saw your feet, yes, the toes of both feet bit through the uppers, the difficulty and pain of trekking through rocks, thorns, horse dung, rain and snow , I saw your diligence of "getting up in the morning and walking after dinner", I saw a lonely figure walking through the peak forest, and the footprints bent the mountainside like sheep's intestines. You are known as the "wonderful person of the ages", and your travel notes are known as the "first wonder book of the ages".
Qian Qianyi, a famous scholar in the Qing Dynasty, said in "Instructing Xu Zhongzhao to Carve a Book of Travel Notes": "...Mr. Travel Notes, there are real words, great words, and strange words in this world." You have explored more than 270 The caves in southwest China are an outstanding pioneer in the extensive and detailed investigation of karst landforms in China and even the world.
The British historian of science and technology Joseph Needham commented on you: "His travel notes are not like those written by scholars in the 17th century, but more like a field survey record in the 20th century." Joseph Needham in "History of Chinese Science and Technology" , raising the contribution of your travel notes to geography to the modern level of Western geography.
In other words, the secret of the karst landforms in the southwest of your motherland that you discovered 370 years ago predates Western geography by hundreds of years.
This perfect conclusion once made me stand on the pavilion at the Wanfenglin scenic spot in Xingyi City, southwest Guizhou, looking at the vast peak forest, feeling very happy and excited.
At that moment, when I wiped the sweat from my forehead and raised the drink bottle, I suddenly thought of your hard journey in the wild where you "satisfied your hunger with wild fruits and quenched your thirst with clear springs." I think of your glorious poem: "There are so many mountains in the world, but only here they become forests."
You are worthy of being a geographer, traveler and writer of the Ming Dynasty. Your feet printed all the way through the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest and left behind an immortal saying, "It is majestic for thousands of miles and is the wonder of the southwest."
I conclude that you are the first to introduce the wonderful scenery of the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest to the world. people. I read the first and second chapters of "Diary of a Travel to Guizhou" and traveled twice under the night light with a cigarette but could not find it.
I dare say that I have never embraced someone’s teachings so seriously and carefully in my life. This is the first time for you. At that moment, I was disappointed.
Outside the window, the rain came from the mountains and slapped my window lattice for no reason. I am unwilling to do so.
I read your travel notes in spring, and I was very interested, like the green fields full of spring. Finally, in the following "Dian Travel Diary 2", in the Mid-Autumn Festival when crops are increasingly abundant, I see your belated footprints breaking through the past tranquility of Wanfenglin.
I think that Wanfenglin at that time should have been under the jurisdiction of Yunnan. Mid-Autumn Festival is a sensitive word.
I guess that in your hometown, a house in Jiangyin, Jiangsu, when your old mother looked at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival of a certain year, your lonely steps were trekking through the rugged mountains and forests somewhere. At that time, there was often rain in the sky, and your back that could never be squeezed out was tilted and stuck into the rain.
The shadow is a bit dull. You are a man of great filial piety. After your father passed away, you wanted to follow the ancient adage, "Don't travel far when you are in high office."
But your mother is a literate and sensible woman. She encourages you: "As a man, you should aim at all directions. Go and travel! Go to heaven and earth to stretch your mind and expand your horizons." Increase your knowledge.
How can you be like a chicken in a fence, a pony tied to a cart, staying at home and doing nothing? "When you walk out of the house, you are 33 The journey of 2019 has produced more than 600,000 words of travel notes. I often imagine your lonely back as a painting. You are silent in the painting, with your head lowered, your curly hair covering most of your face, your one-foot-long beard tied with rusty knots, and your cuffs and trouser legs scratched out by thorns. Silks of cloth are coming, and these strands of cloth are swaying in the wind; there is still blood on your feet, but the crutch (actually a branch) in your withered hand is still calm; sometimes you stop to check the terrain, and sometimes you listen to some rare tits Ting, I think you belong to nature and rivers and lakes.
You passed through Wanfenglin on August 18 of the lunar calendar in 1638. "It is a clear day, and the rain is falling.
After dinner, we went down the mountain. ... Looking east to Luozhuang, it is far to the south. Luozhuang branches from the old ridge in the west and is connected to the east.
In the middle of the dock, there are hills running east from the west boundary, and stone peaks protruding from the east boundary. Covering this cluster of peaks, the southwest begins here and the northeast ends at Daozhou. It is majestic for thousands of miles. It is a wonderful scenic spot in the southwest, and this is the extreme southwest."
I found these ancient words in "Dian Travel Diary 2". Looking up at these words, I feel that these words are green, like beautiful mountains and rivers, and at the same time, they are also noble.
I would like to have a silent communication with them, because they were stepped on the mountain road with the feet of a traveler in the late Ming Dynasty. These words contain the travel ambition that you set as a young man, "A man will face the blue sea in the morning and the sky in the evening".
These words reveal tenacity, simplicity, indifference and the heartbeat of hard work. These words are closely related to a person's will and destiny. They are indelible for the present and the future.
These words are kind because they record the place where I live day and night. Although they have been lying quietly in a dazzling travel journal for centuries, their value has continued to soar in silence.
Today, there are more than 100 villages of various sizes in Wanfeng Forest. I think you are passing by one of them.
4. Write a 500-word essay based on the scenery of late spring
Spring is so beautiful
Spring is here, the grass has sprouted, the peach blossoms have bloomed, the pear blossoms have bloomed, and the little swallows are flying from the south. I'm back, the willow trees are green...
Spring is so beautiful! Spring is really like a loving mother's hand! I stood on the grass and felt someone touching me gently. I thought, who could it be? I thought of my mother and wanted to turn around and throw myself into her arms, but I missed it. Why? It turns out to be a spring breeze!
How light is Miss Chun’s footsteps! She quietly came to the field. Look, how beautiful the endless green wheat seedlings are! When the breeze blows, the wheat seedlings roll forward in waves, and the golden rapeseed flowers bloom with yellow smiling faces. Groups of hard-working little bees and cute little butterflies look at this one and kiss that one. The flowers are flying and playing among the flowers and grass, enjoying the infinite fun of spring.
The spring girl came to the orchard. Look, the pink peach blossoms are blooming, the snow-white pear blossoms are blooming, and the fragrance of the flowers is full. Above the orchard, the pink peach orchard looks like the flat peach orchard in "Journey to the West", so beautiful!
When the spring girl came to the river bank, there was a fluffy green carpet on the hillside, and dots of wild flowers, golden, pink, snow-white, light red, purple... in the green It is blooming in the grass. Look, the willow on the bank hangs down its slender "branches" and dances gracefully in the breeze. The new buds on the branches stretch out their "little heads". A few pairs of little ones under the blue sky The swallows stopped on the wires that looked like staffs, and called "chirp" from time to time. They were playing hymns of spring. Spring is so beautiful! Opening in the green grass, look, the willow on the bank hangs down its slender "branches" and dances gracefully in the breeze. The new buds on the branches stretch out their "little heads", and several pairs of them under the blue sky The little swallows stopped on the wires that looked like staffs, chirping "chirp" from time to time. They were playing hymns of spring.
Spring is so beautiful! 5. Write an essay based on Teacher Huang in my heart
As night falls, the lanterns begin to bloom, and a ray of soft moonlight penetrates the treetops and pours on the windowsill. Looking up at the bright moon embedded in the sky, I unconsciously thought of our dear and respectable teachers. They are like the bright moon, adding brilliance to us little stars and illuminating our way forward.
There are only a handful of teachers who have taught me since childhood. Most of them have forgotten their voices and smiles, but there is only one whose everything still appears in my heart. Maybe it’s because the separation between me and her was still short, but I think maybe many years later, I will still think of her sincere teachings to us. She is my English teacher in sixth grade, Teacher Zhou. It is because of her that I fell in love with the beautiful language of English.
Her language is witty and humorous, and she always makes a few simple words contain humor. She makes us laugh every time in class, and makes those boring words and grammar vivid and interesting. She also often helps us expand our extracurricular knowledge, but every time she makes us lose track of everything. But she always allows us to learn knowledge in this relaxed and pleasant atmosphere... In addition, she also gave me the most precious gift - heartfelt encouragement when I am frustrated.
I still remember that it was the morning of the English speaking competition. It was the last preparation before the competition, but my performance was not satisfactory, and I am such a perfectionist who pursues perfection. . The depression in my heart suddenly came over me like a flood, my eyes were "eroded" by tears, and the tears flowed down like broken beads. She called me to her side and said kindly: "You are great. If this little emotion affects the afternoon game, wouldn't all the hard work be wasted?" As she said that, she wiped away some tears for me. This short sentence, this simple action is like a good medicine, healing the scars in my heart. With her words of comfort, as expected, I successfully passed the afternoon competition.
At that time, she was still our deputy head teacher. I still remember that on the eve of the Hulusi competition at the end of the semester, the Hulusi played by our class not only had no musical charm, but more like a livestock slaughterhouse, with all kinds of sounds coming and going, so disharmonious. Our former head teacher happened to pass by and overheard, and even commented that we were not as good as our little brothers and sisters in the second grade. We felt very lonely. At this time, it was she who spent a lot of time leading us to turn the sound of a livestock slaughterhouse into beautiful notes, which enabled us to beat his class in the competition and win the first prize.
She may not have the greatness of "the spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears dry up", but she has the silent dedication of "sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently", without return.
In the night, the bright moon is surrounded by small stars, making it look particularly bright.
Dear Teacher Zhou, you will become an important chapter in my heart that will never be forgotten! 6. Write a composition of more than 500 words based on a scene that looks like the first lesson of sixth grade.
Time is running like water. I am exhausted after walking for so long. It’s time to go home for dinner. Suddenly my mother's cell phone rang, oh! It was the brother-in-law who called, "Hey, Mom, Ah Shan just gave birth to a daughter." "Oh, okay, okay, I hope she's safe."
When I heard it, my heart was like a pot of boiling water that had just been boiled, and I was so excited that it was about to overflow.
Haha, not only has the status been upgraded, but also because the birthday is the same day, and in the new year, there is a new member. Everyone is full of excitement and excitement... I hope the baby will know how to be grateful to his parents. Care for those around you.
Feel the Spring Festival and keep the beauty!
On the way back to my hometown, the colorful lights on both sides of the street were lit up. The whole street seemed to be completely new, and the stars were twinkling, which made people imagine! Although the journey home lasted about nine hours and was quite tiring, I was still very excited and curious!
With a festive red color, the Spring Festival has arrived quietly. With the sound of crackling firecrackers, the New Year has begun; "Teacher and classmates, happy New Year!"! Everyone gave New Year greetings to relatives and friends that night! The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu! The sound of crackling firecrackers one after another was like a symphony; "Haha, come and see, let's set off the firecrackers!" The cousin shouted loudly, and many children gathered over. The sound of strings of firecrackers rang through the sky one after another, and the firecrackers splashed everywhere, as if it was another time. Send good wishes to the streets and alleys, and the sound of firecrackers continues one after another, making it very lively. 7. Composition: Looking at the Yellow Tree from Far to Near
Summer vacation is here, and my parents took me to a famous scenic spot in the country - the largest waterfall in Asia: Huangguoshu Waterfall.
Huangguoshu Waterfall is located in the southwest of Guizhou Province. The waterfall is 77.8 meters high and 101 meters wide. It is the only waterfall in the world that can be viewed from six directions: up, down, front, back, left and right. It is also the only waterfall in the world The only water curtain cave (134 meters) on the mountain is naturally connected and the waterfall can be heard, viewed and touched from inside the cave. It is also the most spectacular waterfall among the surrounding waterfalls.
Because there was a lot of rain this year, when we went there, the water in the waterfall was very large and spectacular. The snow foam and smoke stirred up by the waterfall are hundreds of meters high and float all over the sky. The area around the waterfall is surrounded by drizzle. It seemed like it was drizzling, so we couldn't take a good photo next to the waterfall. In order not to leave any regrets, we finally put on local national costumes and asked a local photographer to take photos of us.
After passing the Water Curtain Cave, our clothes were all wet and we felt very cool. As we were walking, a rainbow suddenly appeared in the water. I immediately took out my camera and took a photo. After a while, the rainbow appeared. Just disappeared.
The water stone forest on Tianxing Bridge is very interesting. The sun shines on the stone forest, shining brightly and extremely beautiful. There are also birthstones. I found mine, and I also helped my parents find theirs and took pictures.
I love Huangguoshu Waterfall and I will come again next time.