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Describe the great rivers and mountains of the motherland

Good words:

Towering, elegant, magnificent, green, verve, quaint, looking at the bright, symmetrical and solemn palace, antique, lush, beautiful and elegant, the mountains are solemn and quiet.

Charming, magnificent, exquisite technology, long history, magical craftsmanship and majestic style, red walls and green tiles are famous all over the world.

Colorful, antique, unique, lifelike, picturesque, magnificent, exquisite and dazzling.

Good sentences:

The sun rises from the intersection of Tianshui and several seagulls fly by. There are only a few waves on the sea, and the sand on the beach is as golden as gold.

Climbing high and looking far, the Great Wall fades away and disappears. This magnificent picture makes me think a lot. I seem to feel that our motherland, like the Great Wall standing on the top of the mountain, will last for thousands of years and be magnificent!

The ruins of Yuanmingyuan seem to be crying about their misfortunes, telling the luxury of the year, and accusing the British and French Coalition forces of heinous crimes.

The morning by the river is charming. In the gorgeous morning light, the newly awakened river rubbed its eyes and curiously looked at the new things around it.

The Yellow River twisted together like countless dragons, whirled down and roared between two narrow mountains, and the white waves rushed up higher than the hills on the shore.

Beautiful stream, you are like a silver ribbon, setting beautiful lace for the small mountain village.

Towering mountains overlap and fluctuate, such as Wolong and tiger, and the nearby mountains are lush.

Mount Tai is still shrouded in the thick night, and you can only vaguely see the towering mountains and the fog around.

Xiaolong Island is located in the misty Yellow Sea. It uses uneven rocks as scales and weeds as feathers, just like a little dragon.

The desert extends to the horizon, and at the junction of heaven and earth, there are jagged sand dunes.

grow up

Good words:

Childhood grimace frolicking savage flexible unforgettable childish memory profound naughty angry witty playful teasing nervous funny dreaming comity sad lonely criticizing timid unfair dangerous healthy tears being beaten.

Sports encourage complacency, happiness, sweetness, luck, friendliness, cheerfulness and satisfaction.

Naughty, stupid, babbling, naive, chasing me, carefree, not to be outdone, self-defeating

If you know your mistake, you can't help laughing. You can't help feeling helpless. You are dumbfounded, childish, whimsical and at a loss.

Full of interest, overjoyed, smiling, satisfied and at ease.

Good sentence: With curiosity, I quietly took out one of my mother's earrings from the drawer, then buried it in a flowerpot and watered it with some water, hoping it would grow into a pot of "golden earrings".

I sat on the ground in dismay and thought, "Hum, don't bugs just eat leaves?"? I can't find you, so I'll cut your leaves one by one and see what you eat. Besides, isn't it better to cut off the old leaves and grow new ones? "

Every household sticks up Spring Festival couplets, wraps up jiaozi, watches the Spring Festival Gala and tells interesting stories to make every household happy.

I waved the knife high to the potato's forehead, but the potato rolled aside like a naughty doll, causing me to cut off an onion on the chopping board.

I saw the kitten's beard sticking up. As soon as my eyes lit up, I found a razor, grabbed the kitten and began to shave it.

Gradually, I have feelings with the blog. It is like my home, recording my growth, my thoughts and my heart. ...

When the host called my name, I was so nervous that I stepped onto the stage and stumbled out my original self-introduction. The talent show is also very blunt and bad.

Being a "housekeeper" for a day made me deeply realize the difficulty of being a mother. I want to be a child who listens to my mother in the future.

Look, after listening to my "brilliant achievements", they nodded like chickens pecking at rice, and sometimes they smiled bitterly, probably because they felt a little embarrassed to stand in front of me as a "giant"!

I put the plastic tube in my ear and put the bottle cap on my chest. Sure enough, I heard the sound of "knocking". This is the first time I heard my heartbeat, just like thunder.

Good parallelism

What is a friend? A friend is a guitar in a happy day, playing the happiness of life for you; A friend is the spring breeze in a sad day, which gently blows away the sadness in your heart. Friends are mentors and friends on the road to success, enthusiastically leading you to the sunshine zone; A friend is a bright light in failure and depression, silently driving away the haze of the soul for you.

2. A seed can rot silently in the soil or grow into a towering tree. A piece of uranium can sleep in a stone, or it can produce earth-shattering power. A person can wander around the world with nothing to do, and he can also make his life shine.

3. Youth is a song that touches our young heartstrings; Youth is a fire that ignites our boiling blood; Youth is a banner, calling us to move forward bravely; Youth is a textbook, which enlightens our wisdom and mind.

If life is a beautiful music, then pain is an indispensable note. If life is an endless sea, then frustration is one of the waves that suddenly turn up. If life is a blue sky, then setbacks are white clouds floating in the sky.

5. Motherly love is a song of life: blame is the bass, care is the treble, and caring for missing is the main theme of motherly love. Affection is a part of life: affection is the preface, friendship is the catalogue, love and hate and dreams are the themes of emotional stories. Friendship is a song of life: sincerity is a word, trust is a song, and understanding and respect are the main theme of friendship. Youth is a song of life: success is a word, struggle is a song, and never slackening is the main theme of youth. The sea is the dictionary of water: the waves are the radicals, the sound of the waves is the phonetic sequence, and the fish, shrimp and seagull are the words of the sea.

6, there is no sunset-like grandeur, no flowing clouds, but there can be crystal-like purity and transparency. Not as lofty as a mountain, not as gentle as a lake, but as firm and steady as a rock. There is no vastness like the sea, no waterfall, but it can be as simple and easy-going as mud.

7. Books are like a ladder, which can lead us to the temple of knowledge. Books are like a key, which can help us open the window of wisdom in our hearts.

8. Time is like a ruler, which can measure the progress of the strugglers. Time is like a balance, which can measure the achievements of the strugglers. Time is like a whip, which can spur us to catch up with the goal of life. Time is like a war drum, which can inspire us to speed up our progress.

9. The stream is brave. It is not afraid of the obstacles of high mountains and mountains, nor of the rugged roads under its feet. It is brave. The tree is strong, it is not afraid of storms, cold and heat, and it stands tall. Lighthouse is fearless, it is not afraid of endless darkness, not afraid of loneliness all year round, and it shines forever.

10. People need blessings, happiness and missing. If a drop of water represents a blessing, I will send you a piece of East China Sea. If a star represents happiness, I will send you a galaxy; If a tree represents a ray of yearning, I will send you a forest.

1 1, if life is a grass, I would like to offer a little green for spring; If life is a big tree, I would like to sow a shade for the earth (summer). If life were a flower, I would like to present a wisp of fragrance to the world. If life is a fruit, I would like to leave a trace of sweetness for the world.

12, you can't change your appearance, but you can smile. You can't control the weather, but you can change your mood. You can't predict tomorrow, but you can grasp today. You can't do everything smoothly, but you can try your best.

13. Books are the key to wisdom. Books are ladders to help people climb the ideal peak. Books are good medicine, which can cure ignorance. Books are milk, which nurtures people to grow. Books are your best companion, and you have a good time.

14, nature can give us a lot of enlightenment: the mature ear of rice is low-headed, which is enlightening us to be modest; A group of ants carried away the bones, which is the inspiration that we want Qi Xin to work together; The eastward flow of the Yangtze River inspires us to struggle for our ideals.

15, the sun is silent, but it radiates brilliance, and the mountain is silent, but it reflects the majestic; The blue sky is silent, but it is lofty; The earth is silent, but it is wide; Flowers are silent, but they are fragrant; Youth is silent, but it exudes vitality.

16, without ideals, life is like a desert and lifeless; Without ideals, life is like night, without light; Without ideals, life is like a maze, with no direction.

17, life needs an ideal call. When you are lazy, it calls you to be diligent; When you are asleep, it calls you; When you are arrogant, it wakes you up and makes you humble (modesty, humility); When you are reckless, it calls you to be cautious (careful); When you fall, it tells you to stand up.

18, appreciation is not a one-way charity, but an active collision of wisdom; Appreciation is not a cheap compliment with ulterior motives, but a fair recognition of a relative value; Appreciation is not vulgar flattery, but sincerity to the inner charm of things.

19, maybe you can't have a deep blue sky, but you can be a flowing white cloud; Maybe you can't have the vast sea, but you can be a quiet stream, maybe you can't have the vast grassland, but you can be a persistent oasis. As long as you are full of confidence, you will feel the meaning of life.

20. A seed will never germinate if it is afraid of being buried. If flowers are afraid of withering, they will never bloom. Ore, if afraid of burning (furnace), can never be refined into steel (gold). If a candle is afraid of going out, it will never shine. A ship, if it is afraid of wind and waves, will never reach the other side.

Good sentence

0 1, please keep it simple and make yourself more friendly to others and less indifferent and numb; Please keep a simple one, so that you can have more happiness and less mental fatigue in your life; Please keep a simple one, so that you can have more strength to forge ahead and less melodramatic and profound insight into the world of mortals.

02. Success is the red rose in your dream, and frustration is the acupuncture around you. Happiness is the fruit of your efforts, and sadness is the seed before maturity.

03. The sky contains every cloud, regardless of its beauty and ugliness, so the sky is boundless. The earth embraces every inch of land, rich or poor, so it belongs to vast expanse. The ocean accepts every river, big or small, so the ocean is boundless.

When Jane Eyre said, "We are equal, I am not a machine without feelings", I understood my self-esteem as a woman. When petofi said, "If you have time, you can throw both", I understood the value of being a man. When Mr. Lu Xun said, "If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence", I know that people should have the spirit of resistance. When Browning said, "Take away love and the world will become a grave", I understood the importance of giving love to others.

05, the building stands tall, because there are strong pillars, ideals and beliefs are the pillars of the building of life; Ships sail through the waves because there is a compass to point out the direction, and ideals and beliefs are the compass of life ships; The train goes to Wan Li Road because there are rails to guide it, and ideals and beliefs are the rails on the train of life.

06. What is happiness? Happiness is the face of fruit farmers looking at the fruits covered with branches in the orchard, the touching smiling faces of students in the classroom looking forward to the future, the new eyebrows of scientists in the laboratory, and the tears of athletes looking up at the national flag Ran Ran on the podium. Happiness is the crystallization of struggle and a monument to hard work.

07. How can we know the value of sunshine avenue without going through rough and muddy difficulties? How can you appreciate the loveliness of sunny days without experiencing snowy nights? How can we feel the joy of victory and success without experiencing the test of setbacks and hardships? Frustration, it is not easy to hate you. ...

08. Happiness is always by your side. If you take over the work from your mother and feel warm, that is happiness; If you read a friend's letter under the lamp and taste friendship, it is happiness; If you sit alone in the corner, quietly listening to music and meditating, that is happiness.

09. Some people say that happiness is the interweaving of food in star-rated hotels. Some people say that happiness is dancing in the high-end stage hall and moving melody; Some people say that happiness is riding an Audi and a BMW in a crowded street; It is also said that happiness is to stay in the secret room and count stacks of hundred-dollar bills; However, I want to say: having these doesn't necessarily mean really having happiness!

10, the bird in the distance, the eternal concern is Lao Lin; Wandering boat, always thinking about the harbor; Travelers, whether they come back in a hurry at night or run away from home, are inextricably linked in their hearts and always miss that place or home.

1 1. What is happiness? Is it successful and respected? Is it quiet, carefree and carefree? It's a wedding, with children and grandchildren around their knees? I said: happiness is ...

12, life is like a mountain, what matters is not its height, but its beauty; Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.

13, to put a new spring, you must pour out the existing old water; To get a rose, you must give up the rose you have; If you want to have a unique experience, you must have mental trauma.

14, "pointing out the mountains and inspiring people" is heroic and chic. "Since God has given talents, let them find jobs!" It is a kind of confident chic, "A Fisherman in the Snow" is a kind of noble chic, and "If you don't break Loulan" is a kind of tragic chic.

15, the wind walks over the water, leaving ripples; Sunlight passes through the clouds, leaving a trace of warmth; Years pass through the Woods, leaving rings, my friend, what do we leave behind when we walk on the stage of the times?

16, I hope the sea is calm, but there are often strong winds and waves. I wish the rivers would flow for thousands of miles, but there are always eddies and rapids. I hope life is happy, but there are often sadness and sorrow.

17. The river dries up in winter, and I believe that spring water will come again. At that time, Bai Fan was my idol. The leaves in the wind have withered, and I believe that dreams in the soil will blossom and bear fruit on the branches.

18, the angel's wings were broken and fell to the world, which became our sorrow; Honesty is thrown away and scattered into the world, becoming Satan's wand.

19, no rouge can smear time, no clothes can hide the soul, and no set of ancient books can decorate emptiness.

(Ba Jin's "Home")

The moonlight shines like silver, and the bamboo rafts on the mountain turn black in the moonlight. Insects are singing like rain in the grass around us. From time to time, from somewhere, suddenly there will be a grass warbler hissing in its throat. Soon, the bird seems to understand that it's midnight and it shouldn't be so noisy, so he still sleeps with his eyes closed.

(Shen Congwen's Border Town)

He looked out through the screen window. The stars in the sky are dense and busy. They are silent, but it seems that they only feel the excitement in the sky. A comb like the moon describes a young girl, but people are not shy, and the light and outline are fresh and carved, which can gradually set off the night scene. Insects on the grass in the small garden talk in trivial ways at night. I don't know where the frog, Qi Xin and Qi Xin worked together to blow the bugle, like the sound of a boiling fire. Several fireflies swam around, not like flying, but like floating in thick air. In the dark place where the moonlight goes out, a little firefly flashes, like a little green eye on a summer night.

(Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged)

The pool in Zhongshan Park is like a mirror, and the round moon is reflected on the pool surface. There are several street lamps beside the trees beside the pool, and the round lights are reflected in the water, just like a small moon around the moon in the pool. The bloated white clouds slowly moved across the pool surface, like a group of old women, bending their backs and walking in front of the moon step by step, trying to cover it, but the moon poured out bright light from the cracks in the clouds. A piece of white clouds is connected with a piece of white clouds, such as a wide and irregular belt, which divides the clear sky into two halves. White clouds drifted by and gradually disappeared in the distance. The sky is clear and the moon is particularly bright.

(Repeating Morning in Shanghai)

The northern night at the end of May is the freshest and most beautiful moment. The sky seems to have been brushed, without a cloud, blue and crystal clear, high and far away. A full moon climbed out of Dongling, like a big lantern, illuminating the valley full of strange stones, casting the shadows of branches and tender grass on the path, swaying leisurely. Birds are singing in the branches, bugs are jumping in the grass, and spring seedlings are growing in the terraces; There are thousands of lives in Shan Ye. ...

(Haoran's Sunny Days)

Moonlight filled the garden, the distant Woods were covered with silver brilliance, and thick shadows were baked in the Woods, silent and serious. The water in the fountain and the microwave in the pool all reflect the bright moonlight and ripple there. The green leaves under her feet and the flowers and plants nearby are covered with moonlight, soft and silent, and trampled by her.

(Autumn River by Yu Dafu)

The moon will come out soon. The moon is still far away, but behind the horizon, people think it rises from the dark abyss. The weak light inlaid a circle of lace around the top of the tree on the high slope, like the edge of a goblet, and the silhouette of the top of the tree became darker every minute under the weak light.

(Falloman? Roland: mother and son)

The mist dissipated, and the silver moonlight covered the vast beach like a dazzling widow's mourning. There is not a boat on the river, not even a trace of microwave can be seen. On the banks of the river, there is peace everywhere, which is like the endless peace that death brings to the suffering patients.

(Tagore, India: "Shipwreck")

After eight kilometers of Qutang Gorge, the dark clouds suddenly disappeared. There is a blue sky at the top of the canyon, and a few golden clouds are floating. A ray of sunshine fell like lightning on the cliff on the left. On the right peak, white clouds are like silver, and the sun hasn't come yet. At this time, far ahead, countless mountains and misty clouds suddenly appeared a piece of red mist. You see, the crimson peaks set off the fog. It's really beautiful. It's like the flash of a red gem reflected upward from a deep valley, which seems to make people enter the realm of myth. At this time, you look up at the river, which is also colorful: two huge rocks, reflecting like ink; There are twists and turns in the middle, but there seems to be a shining road, which is swaying on it; The nearby mountains are as green as jade. As time goes by, red mist in front is redder and brighter. As the boat approached, it became clear that there was a mountain peak in the red mist, and the red mist turned out to be thousands of strong sunshine. At 8: 20, we came to this sunny golden sunrise.

Liu's Three-Day Tour of the Yangtze River

What separates everyone from me is the fog all over the sky, whether it is high-rise buildings like vehicles and crowded pedestrians on the water; Everything no longer exists, even the arm that swings out when walking disappears into confusion.

Jin yi de Wu

Outside the house, the morning fog on the opposite side is too thick to see people, and it has faded, faded. In the rising sun, the idea of white fog churned away like a rustling sound. Fences, mounds and walls all show blurred images in the fog.

Wang Xiyan's "Warm Spring"

fog

Like a veil, like a haze, like a cloud; Hanging on the tree, bypassing the roof, on the mountain road, hiding in the grass. One moment like a raging tide, the other like a roaring Bai Ou. Xia Yan bursts, gone with the wind, everything, everything becomes hazy. In an instant, this milky light fog turned into small water droplets. Sprinkle it on the road, in the bushes, on your head and face. Gently, greasy, a little wet. People get a little drunk as soon as they inhale the smell of wild chrysanthemum medicine.

Qiu Zhijie's ode to fog yarn

morning mist

The night fog slowly fades and turns white, like flowing transparent body, and the East turns white. A veil-like fog floats over Cao Yang New Village, where there are no buildings and trees. Say it does, but you can't see the whole picture of those buildings and trees; Suppose not. Where the fog is clear, the outlines of buildings and trees are faintly revealed. With the shadow of fog, it changes like a mirage.

Repeat "Morning in Shanghai"

I don't know when the fog started. At dawn, dense fog rolled in from the upstream like cotton balls; Climb up the river bank, climb up the tree and spread to both sides ... thick fog filled the shed and stained my face wet and greasy; None of us can see whose face clearly.

There is no navigation mark on Yede River.

One foggy morning, I came to the levee. Everywhere, mountains and lakes are gone, only opaque milky chaos. The sound of sobs from far to near corresponds to the pleasant sound of birds. There was a vague idea in the white hole, and then the outline of a ship gradually emerged. This was the earliest yacht at that time.

Yu Min's West Lake Scenery

In the early morning, the fog is very thick. Following the doctor's advice, I took a leisurely walk by the lake. I can only hear birds singing in my ears, but I can't see their exquisite figures. Clouds with a little chill pass over my face from time to time. On weekdays, the street lamp with dazzling high-pressure mercury lamp bulb looks so dim and faint today, flickering and blurred in the rolling fog. I seem to have entered a fairy tale world.

Zhang Ping's Morning Fog in Jinghu Lake

night mist

Once I walked back to Song Xue Building from the ski club, I suddenly noticed a layer of fog on the road, which suddenly thickened and dissipated. This is really a wonderful experience, as if walking into a fog tent, and the fog flows spontaneously, from ears to fingers. Just like sailing in a foggy river, the sound of pines on both sides can't stop. As soon as the canoe turned a corner, it had already passed Chung Shan Man. Looking back, I can't see the fog coming, and I can't see that the fog has stayed here.

Lin Qingxuan's impression of He Huan

Blue denim

At the beginning of April, primrose blossoms, and a warm wind blows through the newly dug flower beds. Gardens, like women, are elaborately decorated to welcome summer festivals. When people look out from the space of the flower shed, they see the winding river flowing through the grassland carelessly. The evening mist floated in the withered poplars, as if spun yarn hung on the branches, but it was whiter, more transparent and more hazy than spun yarn, which made the outline of poplars violet.

Madame Bovary by Flaubert (France)

Summer fog

Summer nights are short and dawn is early. Before the sun rises, forests, surrounding mountains and small plains surrounded by mountains are hidden in dense fog. Only the top of the forest appeared in the dense fog. With the rising of the sun, the increasingly pale fog color wandered, flowed and disappeared without a trace. The forest of meditation will all appear like a stream; Far and near are solemn, clear, thick and light, deep and light green, green or green.

Jason's Children from the Forest

Broomes-Deom

That was yesterday. It was a cloudless sunny day in Wan Li, but that day, the mountains and seas were covered with hot fog, and there were sticky and dirty things everywhere. Cicadas in the fields are also at work. The hotter it gets, the noisier it gets, which makes people hot and annoying. Autumn wind together, look: there are clouds in the sky, and the clouds are transparent; The mountains and seas are clearly covered with fog, which is also dry.

The bleak autumn wind in Yang Shuo

Winter fog

Did the winter fog in London really defend the ancient city in advance? Get up in the morning, take a roll of blanket and carry it to the pile house with the straw mat. I felt very cold when I went upstairs. Poke the black curtain on the window with a wooden stick. It's a sad fog outside. Not only does the back street lack the spire of Eton Road Church, but even the pear tree in the back garden is just a shadow. When I was in a daze, there was a smell and a movement, and our civet cat was sitting on the back of the sofa. It gave me a timid look, then its four legs shrank and curled up like a bulging vase, watching the fog. The car horn sounded in the dense fog, sometimes short and sometimes melodious. ……

Xiao Gan's Three London Diaries

rime

Dawn came late, and the stars refused to leave. However, milky white steam has risen from the Ran Ran River. I don't know where there are so many transparent white gauze in Liuxi River around Huluba! In an instant, a huge cage with white curtains was formed, and the Huluba in Fiona Fang Shili was completely covered. This is the fog in the famous Tuojiang River basin.

Zhou Keqin's Xu Mao and His Daughters

Blue mist

Pale blue mist rises from the grass, under the tea tree pier. The fragrance of lotus, plum and orange is mixed in the morning fog, and the whole mountain dock is warm and cool; Even the blue mist is like steam evaporated when brewing essence.

Ai Xuan's "Biluochun News"

Gray fog

Gray fog rises from the rocky valley in Ran Ran, and the dark clouds on the top of the mountain are getting deeper and deeper. After a while, the peak disappeared, the road was unclear, and it was dark all around.

Jun Qing's Mountain Shadow

Cold fog

A white cold fog hangs over the high red brick wall and the main road outside the brick wall of the arsenal, and hangs over the vast airport of the Ministry of Aviation opposite the arsenal; Surrounded the ancient pagoda at the end of the city street. ..... This thick cold fog, from the high chimney of the factory in the morning, sends out the whistle to urge the workers to go to work, and the endless stream of bicycles, people, cars and miscellaneous footsteps. When it poured into the door of the armory, it began to fall like a thick smoke. It's almost noon now, and it doesn't mean to dissipate. From the chaotic and frozen clouds, the sun just showed its round face with a halo and soon disappeared. There is fine snow like jade in the sky, and the biting cold stings people's skin. The ears, cheeks, fingers and toes exposed by wearing old cotton shoes hurt like being bitten by a cat. "It's too cold, Laqi, barak. The frozen chin is so cold! " ……

Cai Tianxin's Hunhe Storm

fog

The valley is full of long mist, walking quietly up the mountain alone, like an evil spirit looking for a place to rest and not getting it. Cold fog, sticky, cold, slowly floating. Obviously, the waves are undulating and chasing each other, just like the waves on a dangerous sea. The fog turned off the lights on the car, and nothing could be seen except the fog for a few yards. The polluted air exhaled by tired horses mixed in the fog, as if they had caused all this.

Dickens' A Tale of Two Cities

thick fog

The drizzle that turned into a dense fog wrapped the scenery fifty feet away in a vague and dizzy shell. There are several tall buildings standing in the sky, only the highest floor is exposed in the fog. Rows of windows and holes twinkle like huge eyes, emitting yellow light. From a distance, they are like a mirage floating in mid-air, without any majestic spirit. And this dense fog is endless, the car broke through the suffocating moisture, the glass of the window turned into frosted glass, and even people close at hand became dizzy and strange; Everything has lost its sharp outline, and everything is blurred and deformed.

Mao Dun's Midnight

The sun went down; Thick fog, as white as milk, rises on the river, in the walls of churches and in the open spaces around factories. Shortly after dark, the slope was brightly lit. The dense fog seems to cover a bottomless abyss. ...