The rainbow reflects the blue sky and the cool wind blows gently. The beautiful scenery on both sides of Jialing River is even more touching.
Jialing River is like a dark green satin, quivering slightly in the moonlight.
The Lijiang River in front of us, like a black ribbon, emits hazy light.
The surging Jinsha River is like a swaying golden dragon.
The sleeping Songhua River is still dreaming a beautiful dream and snoring like thunder.
As soon as the breeze blows, the Yalu River will wave and make a rhythmic sound, like a piece of music, which sounds very pleasant.
Like its mother, Minjiang River nourishes this vibrant land, irrigates crops and nurtures people.
The river is surging, like an arrow leaving the string, like a runaway horse, like a tiger coming out of the mountain.
The river broke through the mountain wall and rushed down; Pentium noisy river, such as hanging waterfall, diarrhea in Wan Li.
The river seems to be boiling, full of bubbles and waves.
A trickle, gathered in endless rivers; The river is silky and slightly swaying.
Looking around, Jiangxia River flows eastward like the Milky Way in the sky.
On the vast river, the shadow of the mountain tower is rippling in smoke waves.
Rolling the Yellow River, breaking through icebergs, cutting through snowfields, it is difficult and tortuous, and it takes thousands of miles a day.
The ancient Yellow River twists and turns, and the rich Hetao nestles in the wide and warm embrace of the mother Yellow River, which breeds a splendid Hetao culture and nurtures generations of simple and hardworking Hetao people.
The water of the Yellow River, like a group of galloping horses in a narrow canyon, was squeezed into the river channel only 50 to 60 meters wide in the middle of the river beach and fell straight down.
The ancient Sanggan River has broad silver waves and hazy sunset glow.
Huaihe River, like a jade ribbon, floats on the golden carpet of the Central Plains. Like a green jade belt, it is tightly tied to the robe of the giant.
The blue and clear ancient canal, like a beautiful blue satin, flows slowly all year round.
The reddish-brown river, like a waterfall, poured down from the upstream canyon, hitting the rocks and splashing waves more than ten feet high, which was deafening.
The evening breeze beats the waves, and the soft sound of water sounds like someone shaking a silver chain and jingling.
The Yangtze River, you are a symbol of the great Chinese nation. You have a long history. Wang Yang is vast, surging, indomitable, great and beautiful, from Tanggula Mountain, the highest winter snow mountain in the world, to the East China Sea. However, you are brave in difficulties and twists and turns. The Three Gorges is a test for you. How many cliffs! How many reefs and shoals! How many stormy waves! How many rapids and fierce bays! Nothing can stop you from moving forward. You are so brave and tenacious, go forward bravely and forever!
Driven by emotion, I suddenly remembered the image of my mother and closely linked her with the Yellow River. The Yellow River is the mother. Although she used to be violent, sad and tearful; Her children have suffered a lot, and there are always shadows and clouds in their hearts. However, from the day she became a mother, what a broad mind and sweet milk are feeding her children! How many centuries have passed, she combs her hair without makeup, and wears colorful clothes, which is even more beautiful than colorful clothes, and she is getting younger every day. Today, she is lying on the slow yellow land, and Ren Li is getting brighter every day, so kind, so gentle, so magnificent and so lofty!
How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever! With indomitable spirit and the strength accumulated in thousands of turns, we rushed out of Tongguan, bravely decided on the three gates, split the land of the Central Plains, and painted the Jiuliu People's Sea on dozens of miles of green sea.
The Yellow River is beautiful in summer. On both sides of the Yellow River, trees are shaded, branches and leaves are lush, weeping willows are reflected, and waterfowl are flying. Climbing the dam to stop the river, looking up, the turbid waves of the river are hollowed out, like the mother's blood entering the "blood vessels" of the children in the plain, nourishing the fertile Hetao Plain.
At this time, the sun is shining directly overhead, the weather is warmer, the ice and snow are melting quietly, and the ice water drips from the tip of the tongue like milk. Under the sunshine, it is so crystal clear and round that it quietly gathers in a small pool with only 10 square meter. After the small pool is filled, it slowly overflows, forming a thin stream and flowing forward quietly. Between the peaks of this glacial forest, it is so small and unobtrusive. This is the place where the mother river milks the first drop of milk, and the mighty Yangtze River flowing in Wan Li starts from here!
Going forward, I saw the Songhua River that had just melted. Although it does not have the momentum of the Yangtze River rushing to Wan Li or the magnificent scenery of the Yellow River, it also has its own unique scenery. The light blue river slowly flows eastward. Under the gentle breeze, the water surface rippled like fish scales, so gentle and quiet. There is a boat floating on the river. Some people on board are casting nets for fishing, while others are loading and unloading goods. Several ships sailed on the river, causing waves. The whistle of the ship and the noise of people made the Songhua River boil. Willow Island in the middle of the river is also lush and full of spring.
Nandujiang growled and rushed forward like a python. I don't know how long it was bred in the hinterland of Wuzhishan, and how much nutrition it absorbed from mountain springs and streams before it stood out. I don't know how many ravines I crossed and how many detours I took to get here. Along the way, it is gentle and leisurely, singing in a low voice; Or the torrent whirls back and forth, and the blue waves ripple. Despite twists and turns, it always goes forward and sets its goals until it falls into the embrace of the vast South China Sea.
The fierce Jialing River is like a gentle mother river. Is that how you feel? It can hold soft waves and wild waves, a hundred Qian Fan; It can also hold wind, rain, lightning, blood, fire and smoke. Sent away yesterday's poverty and shame, but also brought today's prosperity and pride.
There are so many Lijiang rivers, full of riverbeds, and from time to time there are light rain spots jumping into the water; The Lijiang River is so clear. Although there is no direct sunlight, you can also see pebbles at the bottom of the river. There are also a few naughty little fish swimming around in the water from time to time. The Lijiang River is so quiet that you can hear her whispering in your ear. Occasionally the breeze blows, and the crisp sound of running water is like a little girl singing softly. The Lijiang River is so soft that people can't help touching it, but they can't bear to crumple it. The waves swept by the breeze are like skirts dragged by elegant dancers. She is so soft and beautiful.
To my great surprise, it is the green of the river, which is extremely green. It is already late autumn, but the thick green gives people a feeling that spring is as deep as the sea. It turns out that majestic mountains, lush trees, mossy stone walls and dripping bamboo forests all cast green reflections in the river. In fact, the sky and the ground are green, and even I am in the sparkling green.
You are a male river and a mother river. Your quiet river, the waves on the shore, like a loving mother's lullaby, like a sad symphony of fate, whirled on the red land of your hometown.
Qingshui River, picturesque: on the embankment, the grass is dense, and the sun is full of beauty; On the shore, willows are in rows, and soft branches hang down on the mirror-like river; In the water, small fish flock, some swim lightly, some jump, and some stick to the bottom of the river; On the river, swallows fly and chirp, flapping their wings on the water from time to time.
The rivers on the grassland are wild and quiet. After each rainstorm, flash floods broke out and poured into the Hexiong River. Suddenly, thousands of flying hooves, like a group of wild Huang Ma, beat the rumbling waves and rushed to Jasper Lake with unstoppable momentum. But if it clears up in two days, the flood will subside immediately, and the grass will suck up all the dirt like a sponge, showing a clear blue color. The flowing water on the shoal is as clear as glass and as white as jade, revealing light yellow or light green pebbles at the bottom of the water. Every few hundred meters, there is a green pool washed out by the rapids. From a distance, the Hexiong River looks like a silver belt inlaid with dark green gems.
..... There is a small river in front, which is said to be neither deep nor shallow, and it gathers mountain springs. In a narrow place, if you make a noise, you can step on a few stones and cross over; The wide place, like a deep pool, is crystal clear, with willows dancing and green grass on both sides.
River, deeply yearning for a quiet lake. It crossed the barrier of thousands of waters in Qian Shan and finally came to this clear, quiet, beautiful and wide lake. In order to blend in with her, the wide lake was wider.
What a beautiful river! Clear, green, quiet and charming. From a distance, it is so green, as green as an emerald belt; Up close, it is clear enough to see the fish and shrimp swimming around the bottom of the river. At night, the curved crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent river, so beautiful and gentle. At this time, the river is even more charming.
The happiest thing is the river, just like a lively girl, singing and jumping, poking at the roots of old trees, flapping the yellow-brown cliffs, stepping on the stones on the beach and running carefree. A fish jumps out of the river from time to time, making it look more interesting and innocent.
The river is full of spring water, with ice from the upstream, flowing happily. Every small whirlpool is a smile, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds on both sides of the strait, as well as the light green in early spring, with a soft and cheerful voice, ah!
The vitality of spring!
Plum rain pool is a waterfall pool. There are three waterfalls in Xian Waterfall, and Meiyu Waterfall is the lowest. Go to the mountainside and hear the sound of bloom.
Bloom's voice; Looking up, a piece of shiny white water appeared in front of me with two wet black edges.
Let's go to Meiyu Pavilion first. Meiyu Pavilion faces the waterfall; Sitting on the edge of the pavilion, you can see all this without looking up.
Deep under the pavilion is the Meiyu Pool. The pavilion stands in a prominent corner of the rock, and it is empty from top to bottom; Like a
A goshawk spread its wings and flew in the sky. There are mountains on three sides, like a half ring; People are at the bottom of the well. this
This is a cloudy autumn. Slight clouds flow over our heads; Rock surfaces and grasslands are exposed to moisture.
Green meaning of oil separation. And the waterfall seems to be particularly loud. The waterfall rushed down from above, as if it were torn to size.
A few shares; It is no longer a neat and smooth cloth. There are many edges and corners on the rock; When the waterfall flows, it will have a severe impact.
Splash like flying flowers and broken jade. The splashing water is crystal clear and full of awns; Looking from a distance, like a small white plum,
It rained continuously. It is said that this is the reason why Meiyu Pool got its name. But I think it is like Huayang, which is particularly accurate.
Some. The breeze rises, and it drifts a little with the wind, which is more beautiful. -at this time, occasionally there will be some points to bring us warmth.
My arms, and then Shu got into it and never found it.
-Zhu Ziqing's Green