Poetry about Jiuzhaigou water

1. Poems about Jiuzhaigou Water

2. Poems about Jiuzhaigou

Poems about Jiuzhaigou Water 1. Poems about the landscape of Jiuzhaigou

"Ambition": One autumn day in the clear bay, there are countless peaks far and near.

I went up the mountain to see the wild water, and suddenly I saw green mountains under the water. "Lu Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. "In the Mountain": White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather.

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet. "A Guest in the Mountains": The scenery of the mountains brings out the light of spring, so don't be tempted to return home because of the light shade.

Even if it is sunny and cloudy without rain, my clothes will still be stained deep in the clouds. "Staying on the Jiande River": Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. "Passing an Old Friend's Village" An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship. "Mountain Travel" Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

(Du Fu's "Looking at the Mountains") The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside. (Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old Friend's Village") The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.

(Lu You's "Visiting Shanxi Village") To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. (Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake") The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.

(Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine") The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai) The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the solitary sail is approaching the sun - "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the white sun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow.

(Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da") The White Emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. (Li Bai: "Early Departure from Baidi City").

2. What are the poems describing the water of Jiuzhaigou Valley

1\Jiuzhaigou Landscape

Green Mountain

Green Water

Green water

Green mountains

Mountains surround water

Water surrounds mountains

Surprisingly green

Lovely green

Even more colorful

Norilang

Pearl Beach

Like a white silk curtain

Still seeing Bajie

Playing in the water under the waterfall and forgetting to return

Wukong’s voice called out

The water curtain was shocked

All turned into pearls

Sprinkle on the world

2\Jiuzhaigou Essays/Calm down and listen to the ink

Snowy mountains, Haizi

Waterfalls, grasslands

This is a land

A beautiful land

Her beautiful and colorful style

Elegantly

outlines a

A vivid landscape painting

That is

the magical paradise on earth---Jiuzhaigou

Water is the spirit of this world

Vast streets

Lakes scattered throughout

Waterfalls

Water colors of different colors

Green, green, green

Green, blue, ink

Colorful

Full of agility and change

Mountains are the backbone of the world

Majestic and abrupt

Ice condenses on rocks

Forming white-capped snow mountains

The sacred mountain like a golden pagoda---Xue Baoding

Stands out among the peaks

Makes people admired

Even more eager to climb and conquer

Trees are full of vitality in this world

The vast green

The dense virgin forest

Hiding the long history The history of >

Flowers are blooming in the wilderness

The wind is blowing

Bringing the scent of wet grass

A plush carpet

Spread to the sky

The grassland once left behind

The footprints of the Red Army’s Long March

Cattle and sheep roaming in the green grass

Wrangler

Generations have thrived here

I am fortunate to be the owner of "heaven"

All things are spiritual

This Beautiful mountains and waters

Beautiful trees and grass

True love in the world is even more beautiful

Let’s go into Jiuzhaigou

Feel the nature The selfless gift

3\The mountain spirit stood still,

The waterfall fell without a trace of jade.

The lake mirror changes due to the light,

The breeze plays the tree harp.

3. Poems and famous sayings about Jiuzhaigou

The mountains on all sides reflect a pool of clear water and a narrow stream. There is also "Jiuzhaigou Poems" written by Wang Jiucheng (male, born in July 1970) In Laiyang, Shandong.

Started publishing poetry and prose in 1994.

Now editor of a magazine in Xi'an. The thin road on the road to Jiuzhai took over my gradually lighter body and kept going upwards. Holding the belt of the cloud with the hand of the snow peak, looking down at the overlapping roads with the eyes of the sky. The water of the Minjiang River never stops for a moment, rushing towards the distant destination, far away from the soul, far away from the colorful and pure sea, whose face is dyed red by the sun. The girl is carrying the crystal inside the stone, or the mysterious spell that has not been consecrated.

The touching tributes from every tourist. The profound Tibetan songs are ringing in the ears. The thin oxygen is enough to breathe. The eagles are circling and pecking, making the patterns of the clouds more colorful. The sun is struggling to stop and the yaks are relaxing. I found the poor Cordyceps sinensis and cut my heart and lungs with a light cough. A wooden house can grow from any piece of soil. The rice from far away slowly adapts to the hardness of the lack of oxygen. On this road to Jiuzhaigou, I arrived at a place that many people cannot reach in their lifetime. The height reached 2. Jiuzhai in late winter. When the snow on the roadside warms my eyes, I hear the pouring of flowing water. The call of thousands of years is approaching deep in my heart step by step. The road is approaching even more twists and turns, and peaks are coming towards my face. Entering from the height of lack of oxygen. The hinterland entered the primitive from modern times, and in an instant I forgot my own existence. The bonfire was approaching at night, and the wild Guozhuang was dancing. When there was fire, there was a fiery heart, there was dance, there was dancing soul. The falling waterfall, can it awaken the phoenix resting in the water? Transparent The wind may dance the sleeping dragon on the peak. In this fairy tale world, I saw an ancient village. In that ancient village, there was a Tibetan knife that I lost. 3. Returning from Jiuzhaigou and visiting Tibetan people’s homes, I saw it from a distance. The matrilineal eagle hovers on the mountain top of the setting sun. The colorful prayer flags tell the wind of piety. The holy mountain shines with ageless light. The roadside is dotted with prostrate figures. The suffering of blood is hidden in the desolate pastoral song. The snow-white Hada hands out auspicious greetings. The passion of home awaits. The girl's face is reflected red by the stove in the boiling butter tea. The highland barley wine bounces into my earthly heart. The legend of polyandry stirs my painful nerves. The chanting of sutras placed above my head purifies me. A dusty journey, returning from a magical paradise, walking into dignity from fairy tales, the people here I call brothers and sisters, the pictures here are more like my dreams 4. Walking through the Jiuzhaigou Valley in late autumn, the water warmed by the sky and flames is blue The water reflects the laurels of ice and snow and the gorgeous clothes of clouds. The transparent fish has grown up in the folk songs of thousands of years. The Tibetan knife on my back has gradually dimmed due to long-term loss. The fire of red leaves reflects the autumn of Jiuzhaigou. The poems of the flowing frost. Waiting for the familiar footsteps to knock on the door to heaven. The wind brings devout prayers from afar. The Tibetan scriptures floating on the prayer flags wash away the dust scattered in the soul. The waters led by the horns are passed between the stones and the sky. The clear message of life is opened by a clear Buddha light. The dance stirred by the bonfire pours out the original restlessness in the bones. Countless bird wings flap and dreamy white swans confuse the water's ripples. Silver music is full of ageless wisdom. Walk through the late autumn. All creatures in Jiuzhaigou will be cleaner than when they came. Personal introduction: Wang Jiucheng, Jiuzhaigou Poetry Group/Wang Jiucheng 1. On the road to Jiuzhaigou, the thin road took over my gradually lighter body and went upward. Holding the belt of the cloud with the hand of the snow peak, looking down at the overlapping roads with the eyes of the sky. The water of the Minjiang River never stops for a moment, rushing towards the distant destination, far away from the soul, far away from the colorful and pure sea, whose face is dyed red by the sun. The girl is carrying the crystal inside the stone, or the mysterious spell that has not been consecrated.

The touching tributes from every tourist. The profound Tibetan songs are ringing in the ears. The thin oxygen is enough to breathe. The eagles are circling and pecking, making the patterns of the clouds more colorful. The sun is struggling to stop and the yaks are relaxing. I found the poor Cordyceps sinensis and cut my heart and lungs with a light cough. A wooden house can grow from any piece of soil. The rice from far away slowly adapts to the hardness of the lack of oxygen. On this road to Jiuzhaigou, I arrived at a place that many people cannot reach in their lifetime. The height reached 2. Jiuzhai in late winter. When the snow on the roadside warms my eyes, I hear the pouring of flowing water. The call of thousands of years is approaching deep in my heart step by step. The road is approaching even more twists and turns, and peaks are coming towards my face. Entering from the height of lack of oxygen. The hinterland entered the primitive from modern times, and in an instant I forgot my own existence. The bonfire was approaching at night, and the wild Guozhuang was dancing. When there was fire, there was a fiery heart, there was dance, there was dancing soul. The falling waterfall, can it awaken the phoenix resting in the water? Transparent The wind may dance the sleeping dragon on the peak. In this fairy tale world, I saw an ancient village. In that ancient village, there was a Tibetan knife that I lost. 3. Returning from Jiuzhaigou and visiting Tibetan people’s homes, I saw it from a distance. The matrilineal eagle hovers on the mountain top of the setting sun. The colorful prayer flags tell the wind of piety. The holy mountain shines with ageless light. The roadside is dotted with prostrate figures. The suffering of blood is hidden in the desolate pastoral song. The snow-white Hada hands out auspicious greetings. The passion of home awaits. The girl's face is reflected red by the stove in the boiling butter tea. The highland barley wine bounces into my earthly heart. The legend of polyandry stirs my painful nerves. The chanting of sutras placed above my head purifies me. A dusty journey, returning from a magical paradise, walking into dignity from fairy tales, the people here I call brothers and sisters, the pictures here are more like my dreams 4. Walking through the Jiuzhaigou Valley in late autumn, the water warmed by the sky and flames is blue The water reflects the laurels of ice and snow and the gorgeous clothes of clouds. The transparent fish has grown up in the folk songs of thousands of years. The Tibetan knife on my back has gradually dimmed due to long-term loss. The fire of red leaves reflects the autumn of Jiuzhaigou. The poems of the flowing frost. Waiting for the familiar footsteps to knock on the door to heaven. The wind brings devout prayers from afar. The Tibetan scriptures floating on the prayer flags wash away the dust scattered in the soul. The waters led by the horns are passed between the stones and the sky. The clear message of life is opened by a clear Buddha light. The dance stirred by the bonfire pours out the original restlessness in the bones. Countless bird wings flap and dreamy white swans confuse the water's ripples. Silver music is full of ageless wisdom. Walk through the late autumn. All the creatures in Jiuzhaigou will be cleaner than when they arrived.

4. What are some poems that describe the water in Jiuzhaigou Valley

1\Jiuzhaigou Mountains and Waters Green Mountains and Green Waters Surrounded by Green Mountains and Mountains Surrounded by Water and Water, the Mountains are Surprisingly Green and So Green, So Green and Lovely. The colorful Nuorilang Pearl Beach is like a white silk curtain. You can still see Bajie Waterfall playing in the water and forgetting to return. Wukong's voice calls out in surprise, and the water curtain turns into pearls and sprinkles them on the world. 2\Jiuzhaigou Essay/ Listen quietly to the Mo Snow Mountain, Haizi Waterfall, and the grassland. This is A beautiful land, its beautiful and colorful style elegantly outlines a vivid landscape picture. It is the magical paradise on earth---Jiuzhaigou water is the spirit of this world. There are crisscrossing lakes, waterfalls, and water colors of different greens. The mountain is the backbone of the world, with its colorful, emerald, azure, blue and ink colors, full of agility and change. The majestic and abrupt ice condenses on the rock to form a white-capped snow-capped mountain and a sacred mountain like a golden pagoda - the Snow Cauldron stands alone among the peaks. People admire and desire to climb and conquer. Trees are full of life in this world. The vast green and dense primeval forests hide the long history. Their lives are therefore "immortal". The grasslands are the hope of the world. The water plants are abundant and the flowers are blooming in the wilderness. Blowing flags bring the wet fragrance of grass, a plush carpet spreads to the sky. The grassland once left the footprints of the Red Army's Long March. Cattle and sheep roam in the green grass. Herdsmen have thrived here for generations. I am lucky enough to be the owner of "heaven". All things are spiritual. This mountain beauty , beautiful water, beautiful trees, beautiful grass, the true love of the world is even more beautiful. Let us walk into Jiuzhai and feel the selfless gift of nature 3\The mountain spirit and the people are standing there, and the waterfalls are leaving no trace of the jade.

The lake mirror changes due to the light, and the breeze plays the tree harp.

Poems about Jiuzhaigou 1. What poems describe Jiuzhaigou

1. Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people laugh at An Xuexian. There is a road to heaven leading to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can wander.

2. Count the hundred and ten pools of pearls, and the flowing clouds are in the water near the thatched hut. A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue. Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry. Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by retaining his splendid medals.

3. The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water.

4. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected by waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

5. Visiting Jiuzhaigou in the golden autumn, the red leaves are better than the blooming flowers. The blue sea is full of colors, and the wind and snow dance on the sword rocks. Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step. Waving goodbye for now, meeting again.

The ancients did not write about it. Maybe it was a difficult road to travel in the first place, and no great poet had ever been there before. These are not ancient poems, they are all written by modern people, but I don’t know who wrote them.

2. What are the poems that describe Jiuzhaigou?

1\Jiuzhaigou is surrounded by green mountains and rivers, surrounded by green mountains and green mountains. Surrounded by green mountains and green mountains, it is surprisingly green, cute and colorful. The pearl beach in Rilang is like a white silk curtain. You can still see Bajie Waterfall playing in the water and forgetting to return. Wukong's voice calls out in surprise, so that the water curtain becomes pearls and sprinkles them on the world. 2\Jiuzhaigou Essay/ Listen quietly to the Mo Snow Mountain, Haizi Waterfall, and the grassland. This is a beautiful place. The majestic land and its various styles gracefully outline a vivid landscape picture. It is the magical paradise on earth---Jiuzhaigou water is the spirit of this world. The lakes are crisscrossed by roads and waterfalls are flying in different colors. The water is green and emerald. The mountain is the backbone of the world, with its colorful, azure, blue and ink colors, full of agility and change. The majestic and abrupt ice condenses on the rocks to form a white-capped snow mountain and a sacred mountain like a golden pagoda - the Snow Cauldron stands alone among the peaks. I admire and desire to climb and conquer. Trees are full of life in this world. The vast green and dense primeval forests hide the long history. Their lives are therefore "immortal". The grasslands are the hope of the world. The water plants are abundant and the flowers are blooming in the wilderness. The wind blows streamers. The movement brings the scent of wet grass, and a plush carpet spreads to the sky. The grassland once left the footprints of the Red Army's Long March. Cattle and sheep roam in the green grass. Herdsmen have thrived here for generations. They are lucky enough to be the masters of "heaven". All things are spiritual. This beautiful mountain and water. Beautiful trees and grass make the true love of the world even more beautiful. Let us walk into Jiuzhaigou and experience the selfless gift of nature. 3\The mountain spirits and people stand there, and the waterfalls and jade leaves no trace.

The lake mirror changes due to the light, and the breeze plays the tree harp.

3. What are the famous verses or poems that describe "Jiuzhaigou"?

Poems that describe Jiuzhaigou:

Yaochi Edition In the human world, An Xuexian, an ordinary man, is worthy of being laughed at. There is a road to heaven leading to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can wander.

Count the hundreds of pearl pools, and the flowing clouds are in the water near the thatched hut. A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue.

Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry. Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by retaining his splendid medals.

The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water.

Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected by waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

Visiting Jiuzhaigou in golden autumn, the red leaves are more beautiful than the flowers. The blue sea is full of colors, and the wind and snow dance on the sword rocks. Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step. Waving goodbye for now, meeting again.

Modern poet Xiao Cao's poem "Jiuzhaigou":

Looking across the forest, colorful ponds, fish swimming in the clouds, birds singing happily;

The waterfalls are falling on your face, and the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhaigou are rising into the sea and sky.

It is a true interpretation of Jiuzhaigou.

I have long heard that Jiuzhaigou is famous, and now I am lucky enough to find it in the middle reaches of the village. The mountains and rivers are connected to the sky, and the gradient waterfalls flow in a unique way.

The blue waves reflect the snow, and the mountains look more secluded in the water. The springs flow in the mountains, and the water is surrounded by trees, and the five-color rippling is particularly beautiful.

The magic mirror fragments are scattered in the world, and Haizi pearls are skillfully inlaid. The fairy tale world is called Jiuzhaigou, and the holy water of Baigou accompanies the fairy mountain.

"Jiuzhaigou Poems"

Text/Wang Jiucheng (male, born in Laiyang, Shandong Province in July 1970. He began to publish poems and prose in 1989. In 1994, he published a collection of prose poems "Blessings Every Year" ". Now the editor of a magazine in Xi'an)

On the road to Jiuzhaigou

The road to weight loss has taken over my growing body

All the way up . Hold the belt of the clouds with the hands of the snow peaks

and look down with the eyes of the sky

The overlap of roads

The water of the Minjiang River does not stop for a moment, moving towards

The distant destination is rushing

Far away from the soul, far away

Colorful and pure Haizi

The girl whose face is dyed red by the sun , is it

the crystal inside the stone, or

the mysterious spell without consecration.

Greetings

Touches from every tourist

The profound Tibetan songs are ringing in the ears

The thin oxygen is enough to breathe

The eagle's circling and pecking make the cloud patterns more colorful

The sun stops with difficulty

The yak finds it easily

Poor cordyceps

A slight cough hurts the heart and lungs

Just a piece of soil can grow a wooden house

Rice from afar Slowly adapting

The hardness of hypoxia

On this road to Jiuzhaigou

I arrived at a place

Many people are poor A height that he will never reach in his lifetime

About Jiuzhaigou:

Jiuzhaigou: a world natural heritage, a national key scenic spot, a national AAAAA tourist attraction, A national nature reserve, a national geological park, and a world network of biosphere reserves, it is the first nature reserve in China whose main purpose is to protect natural scenery.

Jiuzhaigou Valley is located in Jiuzhaigou County, Aba Tibetan and Qiang Autonomous Prefecture, Sichuan Province. It is located in the transition zone from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the Western Sichuan Plateau, and the mountains to the Sichuan Basin. It is more than 300 kilometers south of Chengdu City and is a 50-kilometer-deep valley. The total area of ??ravines and valleys is 64,297 hectares, with a forest coverage rate of more than 80%.

It is named because there are nine Tibetan villages in the ditch, including Shuzheng Village, Heye Village, and Zechawa Village, which are located in this group of mountain lakes.

The main protection objects of Jiuzhaigou National Nature Reserve are giant pandas, golden monkeys and other rare animals and their natural ecological environment.

There are 74 species of nationally protected rare plants, 18 species of nationally protected animals, as well as rich paleontological fossils and ancient glacial landforms.

"When returning from Jiuzhaigou, don't look at the water" is a true interpretation of the scenery of Jiuzhaigou.

There are 108 lakes including springs, waterfalls, rivers and beaches, forming colorful jade basins of Yao Chi.

The six major landscapes of Changhai, Jianyan, Nuorilang, Shuzheng, Zharu and Black Sea are distributed in a "Y" shape.

The green sea, cascading waterfalls, colorful forests, snow peaks, Tibetan love and blue ice are known as the "six wonders".

The magical Jiuzhaigou is known as the "Fairy Tale World" and the "King of Waterscapes".

Affected by the earthquake, Jiuzhaigou Scenic Area stopped receiving tourists from August 9, 2017.

4. Poems and famous sayings about Jiuzhaigou

The mountains on all sides reflect a pool of clear water and a narrow stream. There is also "Jiuzhaigou Poems" written by Wang Jiucheng (male, born in July 1970) In Laiyang, Shandong.

Started publishing poetry and prose in 1994.

The touching tributes from every tourist. The profound Tibetan songs are ringing in the ears. The thin oxygen is enough to breathe. The eagles are circling and pecking, making the patterns of the clouds more colorful. The sun is struggling to stop and the yaks are relaxing. I found the poor Cordyceps sinensis and cut my heart and lungs with a light cough. A wooden house can grow from any piece of soil. The rice from far away slowly adapts to the hardness of the lack of oxygen. On this road to Jiuzhaigou, I arrived at a place that many people cannot reach in their lifetime. The height reached 2. Jiuzhai in late winter. When the snow on the roadside warms my eyes, I hear the pouring of flowing water. The call of thousands of years is approaching deep in my heart step by step. The road is approaching even more twists and turns, and peaks are coming towards my face. Entering from the height of lack of oxygen. The hinterland entered the primitive from modern times, and in an instant I forgot my own existence. The bonfire was approaching at night, and the wild Guozhuang was dancing. When there was fire, there was a fiery heart, there was dance, there was dancing soul. The falling waterfall, can it awaken the phoenix resting in the water? Transparent The wind may dance the sleeping dragon on the peak. In this fairy tale world, I saw an ancient village. In that ancient village, there was a Tibetan knife that I lost. 3. Returning from Jiuzhaigou and visiting Tibetan people’s homes, I saw it from a distance. The matrilineal eagle hovers on the mountain top of the setting sun. The colorful prayer flags tell the wind of piety. The holy mountain shines with ageless light. The roadside is dotted with prostrate figures. The suffering of blood is hidden in the desolate pastoral song. The snow-white Hada hands out auspicious greetings. The passion of home awaits. The girl's face is reflected red by the stove in the boiling butter tea. The highland barley wine bounces into my earthly heart. The legend of polyandry stirs my painful nerves. The chanting of sutras placed above my head purifies me. A dusty journey, returning from a magical paradise, walking into dignity from fairy tales, the people here I call brothers and sisters, the pictures here are more like my dreams 4. Walking through the Jiuzhaigou Valley in late autumn, the water warmed by the sky and flames is blue The water reflects the laurels of ice and snow and the gorgeous clothes of clouds. The transparent fish has grown up in the folk songs of thousands of years. The Tibetan knife on my back has gradually dimmed due to long-term loss. The fire of red leaves reflects the autumn of Jiuzhaigou. The poems of the flowing frost. Waiting for the familiar footsteps to knock on the door to heaven. The wind brings devout prayers from afar. The Tibetan scriptures floating on the prayer flags wash away the dust scattered in the soul. The waters led by the horns are passed between the stones and the sky. The clear message of life is opened by a clear Buddha light. The dance stirred by the bonfire pours out the original restlessness in the bones. Countless bird wings flap and dreamy white swans confuse the water's ripples. Silver music is full of ageless wisdom. Walk through the late autumn. All the creatures in Jiuzhaigou will be cleaner than when they arrived.

5. Poems describing the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhaigou

"Ambition": One day in autumn, it was a cold and clear bay, with countless peaks far and near.

I went up the mountain to see the wild water, and suddenly I saw green mountains under the water. "Lu Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. "In the Mountain": White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

6. Poems praising Jiuzhaigou

The poems praising Jiuzhaigou are as follows:

1. Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people laugh like An Xuexian. There is a road to heaven leading to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can wander.

3. The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water.

4. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected by waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

7. Liu Yuxi’s poems about Jiuzhaigou

In ancient times, the roads in Jiuzhaigou were difficult to navigate, and no great poet had ever been there before. Therefore, the ancients did not write any poems. There are poems written by modern people, but I don’t know who wrote them. For reference.

Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people like An Xuexian laugh. There is a road to heaven leading to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can wander.

Two

Count the hundred and ten pools of pearls, and the flowing clouds are in the water near the thatched hut. A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue. Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry. Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by retaining his splendid medals.

Three

The mountains on all sides reflect the peaks, and a pool of clear water flows through a narrow mouth.

Four

Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected by waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

Friday

Visiting Jiuzhaigou in the golden autumn, the red leaves are more beautiful than the flowers.

The blue sea is full of colors, and the sword rocks are dancing in the wind and snow.

Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step.

Waving goodbye for a moment, meeting again.

8. Advertisements and poems describing Jiuzhaigou (at least three sentences)

Advertising words:

(1) Come on! Jiuzhaigou welcomes you with open arms!

(2) When you come to Jiuzhaigou, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery!

(3) The scenery of Jiuzhaigou Valley is the best in the world!

(4) Where is heaven? Right in Jiuzhaigou!

(5) Where to go this summer vacation? If you want to go, go to Jiuzhaigou!

(6) Go, Jiuzhaigou will fascinate you.

(7) If you don’t go to Jiuzhaigou, you won’t know how beautiful Jiuzhaigou is!

(8) Jiuzhaigou is beautiful, you will regret not going there!

(9) The scenery here is beautiful, please don’t be late;

(10) If you want to see the treasure, you must come early!

Verses:

1. Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people laugh at An Xuexian. There is a road to heaven leading to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can wander.

3. The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water.

4. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected by waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.