I often sigh that "the mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous." The water is not deep, and the dragon has spirit. I feel that the village is neither big nor small, and excellent people are spiritual. Home is not far, but friends are tall and bright. Huangyakou, a one-family village, is surrounded by mountains and lies halfway up the mountain. The mountains are high and steep, and it is difficult for people and cars to walk. Few people live here, but scholars often come here to see the pastoral scenery and appreciate the beauty of mountains and villages.
Standing in the courtyard, looking from the northwest, under the stone of Confucius asking Li, the mulberry trees are lush. Spring flowers are far away, birds are humming, the pines are undulating and the sound is deep; Xia Guo is sweet and sour, with swaying branches and canopy; Autumn leaves are like butterflies, yellow clothes are fluttering and dancing with the wind. Laozi and Confucius, two saints, stood solemnly in the East and commented on the Spring and Autumn Period. On the "gossip furnace", strange stones are rugged and dangerous like an egg base. However, An Ruo Rock and the second sacred alchemy are just like yesterday. The top of the Yellow Cliff behind the Eight Diagrams Furnace stands tall and breathes through Changhong. If the weather is clear, climb high and overlook as far as the eye can see, the water is warm, and the Yellow River is Tao Tao, like two dragons flying. Seeing this scene is very exciting and full of emotion.
The line of sight gradually declined, and the perspective returned to the west. "Guanyin Building" is ingenious and lifelike. The lotus flower is half open, Guanyin is sitting, and the cloak is slightly upturned, which seems to have a cool breeze and green trees, adding more magic. For example, on the 15th, the moon rises on Dongshan Mountain, the west peak shines, the Buddha's light appears, and Guanyin seems to move, praying for all beings. On the right, there is the "Camel Peak" standing tall, wading through mountains and rivers, and rushing to the Yellow Cliff tirelessly; There is a "Lion Peak" on the left, which keeps watch day and night and will never change. Yi Yun: "Stone Monkey Peak" with "Xiantao" on its side, if you worship Guanyin.
Looking to the southeast, there is a peak on the opposite side of the mountain, called "Duxiu Peak". The poet Li Bai climbed this mountain and improvised ink, which earned him this reputation. There is a temple under the peak-"Ersheng Palace", which is Laozi's Confucius Temple. Although there are rubble and stone tablets, the spirit of the sages still exists.
Between Maolin and the ruins, there is a stone square building. Although the roof is made of stone and covered with weeds and shrubs, they are in good shape. Round arch, connected back and forth; There are skylights in the corners of the left and right stone chambers, and the light is oblique and soft. Also known as "the beautiful scenery of Zhuxi" or "the six wonders of Zhuxi". Li Bai once lived here in seclusion with Confucius, Han Zhun, Pei Zheng, Zhang Shuming, Tao Xun, etc. Indulge in wine songs, shout at rocks, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, enjoy tea and watch the rain, fiddle with bamboo branches, talk about everything, and visit the ancient times, which is well known to all.
The stream in front of the door is crystal clear, the grass is lush, and the fish and shrimp are tender and smooth. Streams play the piano, spring and autumn are in harmony, pines soak in waves, and birds sing into the water; Often play with children, play with water, catch crabs, catch cockroaches, laugh and weave childhood.
In front of and behind the house, melons and fruits are fragrant. There are cherries in spring, such as pearl agate, which are crystal clear and sweet; There are yellow apricots in summer, which are sour and sweet, meaning life; There are hawthorn in autumn, and the fire is enthusiastic; There is snow in winter, like pears falling, all over the mountains, like a fairy tale world.
There are often relatives and friends, celebrities and scholars who visit the holy land archaeology and occasionally go to the small courtyard. Taste fragrant tea, drink fine wine, enjoy the countryside, discuss the past and the present, and enjoy peace. Half drunk and half awake, or heroic, pointing out the mountains and inspiring words; Or poetry and songs, witty remarks, brilliant; Or picturesque, suddenly chest, splash ink, express * * *. The yard is full of laughter.
2. Write an essay about introducing Suining's new Ode to Hometown.
Sichuan giant city, Fucheng pearl. Jiuzhou has an ancient rhyme, and Fengtianfu Longchang is called Dou. Looking into the distance, Qinling Mountain is far away, and the hills are low, so the Shu Road is no longer difficult; In the absence of Yelang, the river is slow and the boat is feasible. Then Chengdu hibiscus fragrance, Chongqing fog dispersed at the beginning. One day, Fiona Fang is thousands of miles away. There are no snowstorms and yellow sand, no fresh poisonous insects and miasma, red soil overflowing with cream, golden rivers, beautiful mountains and rivers and full of vitality. I doubt that heaven and earth are spiritual and unique, but I can't help sighing at the Chinese people.
Rich in water, it has a long history and twists and turns, dating back to Changsha; The mountains are rolling, Lin Xiufeng is clear, lingering and gathering white clouds. Jinhua is suddenly green, and Fujiang is always solid; Pinghu is full of waves, and Suizhou is long. Pavilions crisscross, fertile land is boundless, people are diligent and early in spring, and there are more than one year; There are thousands of merchants in towns and villages, and the goods are thick and lively. Cow dike crossing late, returning to the boat to raise fishing fire late; Kuishan dew, looking forward to the rising sun shining on Cooper. Happy Valley Beach Springs, golden fields and fragrant peaches and plums; In the midsummer in Maoerzhou, the grass grows and the warblers fly. Mid-Autumn Osmanthus Bridge in heming, jathyapple; Golden winter Chicheng Lake, fog lock long embankment. Sanskrit curled up, Guanyin was merciful, and Ren Liguangde opened the spiritual spring; The road bugle sounded, the old man was solemn, and the peak was full of light.
Cultural accumulation, elegant and charming, brilliant and gentle! When I gave birth to my daughter, Huang Xiumei's poems were overwhelming; Raising Children is a must-read, and Chen Ziang is absolutely ancient and modern. Painting is unique, including Fan Danqing's credentials; The bookstore is the hometown where Pengxi writes books with pen and ink. Feng Luyong is brave, virtuous, loyal and filial, and enjoys a high reputation all over the world. Peng Li helped the festival and the princes, and was loyal to the country; Meng Zongshi cried bamboo and felt filial piety. Diligent and loving the people, Xi Wen Xiang Geng Jie; Pulling a horse to save people, Lu Xiangbi is chivalrous. General Lu and strategist of the Great Japanese Empire died in battle; Xuan Guowei, the brave first made exotic rainbows. Filial piety shines through the ages, loyalty and courage spread to the universe!
Rich things make people rich, people are not hungry, and rich things make everything rich. Zhuotong well takes brine and salt is transported to Bayu; Sugar production in Beigushan makes Sichuan sweet.
Water transport aviation, in the ascendant, railways and highways, four to eight and.
The city is prosperous, the countryside is peaceful,-Zan-Tianfu is heavy, and Huayang is a few examples.
3. Write an article entitled "Hometown Fu". What a warm word it is about Tong Wei's hometown. She is the root where fallen leaves can return, the nest that lonely geese can yearn for, the sea that rivers can own, and the harbor that condenses our love. No matter whether she is rich or poor, each of us will love her deeply.
My hometown is in xx, a place as ordinary as autumn leaves and as tiny as morning dew. It is a corner that is easily overlooked, but for me, she is all my vision and memory, and it is an omnipotent day in my heart. Even if ... no matter how much, I still love her-XX.
I love my hometown, and I love my folks here. From the day I was born, God doomed me to have an inseparable relationship with her, so I naturally have a sense of belonging to her. Although it is not rich here, people in this land have hearts as bright as gold. I learned a lot here: my hardworking parents told me by actions that no pains, no gains, the philosophy of life; The knowledgeable and charming teacher watered my eager and barren heart with the showers of knowledge; The amiable grandfather and grandmother told me the personal experience of "the old and the young don't work hard, the old and the young are sad". Here, I grow up happily and live happily.
I love my hometown, and I love the natural beauty and unpretentious scenery here. I like every green leaf in spring and every grass in summer. I like the refreshing fragrance of flowers, which makes my white dream colorful. I like the early autumn sunshine shining on the quiet river, looking at the river, thinking about the vastness of the galaxy and the mystery of the universe, and looking forward to a better life; I like the cold winter. I believe that everything will choose its own better way of life after being tempered by the cold wind and baptized by the severe winter.
I love my hometown, and I love the rich products here. There are a lot of mouth-watering prawns in scattered coastal shrimp ponds. There are inexhaustible river crabs living on the banks of criss-crossing rivers and ditches, and countless mountain foxes and rabbits are running in the wild fields of vast expanse. Zhanhua winter jujube is sweet, crisp and delicious, and you can never get tired of eating it. Someone once sincerely praised, "Our dip is good, and our winter dates are delicious …"? Enthusiastic enough! Winter jujube, which has lived up to expectations, has also brought rolling financial resources to my hometown. In recent years, Zhanhua Dongzao has been planted on a large scale, and Zizyphus jujuba has rapidly spread to the world.
I love my hometown, her beautiful rural scenery, her hardworking and brave people, and her ever-changing changes ... A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence-I love you.
4. Help me write a classical Chinese. The requirements are as follows: How long does it take to write a composition with (limited) years as the main topic? I don't care. Ignorance is a waste. It's unlucky to live long. It's desire. The deceased is like a husband! At present, China New Year is full of love and auspiciousness ... This is fruitless ... Born in the spring and autumn of 20 years, it is spring. Why are you deeply moved? However, you can enjoy the fleeting time and enjoy yourself. It's worth it for yourself. How much is it worth to Liao? How to make a living? I was at a loss when I asked the young man. The snow on my temples turned blue. Hua Dan has a wrinkled face. Should I regret it? As time goes by, it is not prosperous. I miss this day very much, but I am embarrassed. Don't waste your time in the world, don't waste your life, don't waste your time in life, don't miss your time when you are wrong, don't hesitate when you are alive, feel spiritually, be empty, walk out of the three realms, don't waste five elements, cherish your time and spend all your time. I don't know much. I'm talking nonsense. I'll waste 20 years waiting for a glimpse. The scenery is gone. I can't help looking out of the window. In the prime of my life, I'm riding the wind and waves without waiting. I scream and cheer for my life.
5. According to the old Chinese, the boys in my hometown are incompetent. People also,; It is also true that I wasted ten years and nine years in the world. My parents have worked hard for half their lives and are in good health. I am the only man in my family. I am gentle, humorous, quiet and sincere. I am an open-minded person.
I grew up in the countryside at the age of seven. I am sensitive but hard to learn, which is because of my parents' resentment. I am more than thirteen years old, addicted to literature, and often write articles to entertain myself, which shows my ambition. I was born with a gift for writing, splashing ink, pouring out my heart, expressing my heartfelt words, and throwing my pen at me. I always like people looking at me.
When I was in junior high school, I was too lazy to read the books of sages, so that my knowledge was shallow and everyone forgot. Alas!
6. Who can help me write a homesick song in classical Chinese? My hometown, Xi 'an, the countryside, 1, is thinking of a quiet night.
Tang Libai
There is a bright light at the foot of my bed, and I suspect it is cream.
Looking at the bright moon and thinking about my hometown.
2. "Rain"
Tang Bai Juyi
Blue mist is hidden deep in Koshahig.
The sound of the beach is sharper in autumn, and the qi in the gorge is yin.
Watching the bird clouds cover the raindrops that miss home.
How to comfort you living alone in the north window piano
3. Homesickness
Don Boucher
Lubei Star-Lord Yunnan Xinwei
Flowers in front of the courtyard sweep the willows outside the door.
Sitting for a long time and selling silver candles will reduce your face.
Hanging in the autumn night, the moon shines on the mountain.
4. Homesickness in the mountains in winter
Don Zhou He
Shi Ye Yan Ning Xiao Yun Se Cheng
Trees are cold and sparse, birds and mountains are few monks.
Snow furnace with closed windows releases inkstone ice.
Suddenly back to the old place, thinking about Xiling alone.
5, "Yunmeng Old City Autumn Hope"
Tang rongyu
Therefore, I want to visit the ancient ruins.
The North Korean incident has been around for thousands of years.
Red Wansheng Jingmen Shu color ball
Clouds are gathering, and I look at homesickness in the distance.
6. Homesickness
Don Xue Tao
Emei Mountain is in the same boat.
What sails leave Jinpu and sing in unison?
7. "Working at night"
Tanggaoshi
What happened to the lonely guest in the hotel?
My hometown is thinking about the frost tonight.
8. "home"
Don Dumu
Why is it too late for children to ask for something in return?
* * * Who fought for years to win sideburns?
9. Homesickness
Song Li Gou
The road is long in Xiu Yuan, but the road home is long in Xiu Yuan.
I hate the green hills blocking the green hills, and the clouds cover the fog.
10, letter from the capital
Mingyuankai
Jiang Shui San Qian Jia Shu Wu Shihang
Don't say goodbye to your hometown.
1 1, "See the mountains with Haochu and send friends to Beijing"
Liutang Zongyuan
The seaside is like a sword, and autumn is full of sorrow.
If you are incarnated as a hundred billion peaks, look at your hometown.
Yan Wen 12
Don Wei Wu Ying
Where do you think your hometown is?
Huainan Qiuyu Yegaozhai Yan Wen
13, miscellaneous poems
Don
Jun is from his hometown. Tell me what happened there!
Cold plum blossoms in the window.
14, Memories of Jiuri Mountain East Brothers in September.
Don
A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives every holiday.
Where distant brothers climb mountains, there are few dogwoods everywhere.
15, seeing friends off at Jingmen Ferry
Tang Libai
Sail away from Jingmen ferry
At the end of the mountains and the beginning of the plains, rivers flow into the wilderness.
Yue Fei Jing Yun Jie Lou Hai
Water brings you a touch of home. Xingzhou, Song Wan.
7. China's Classical Poetry of Missing Hometown (1)
RoyceWong
Looking around on the second floor of Dengzi, chatting and worrying about the rest of the day; Embracing the position of Sri Lanka is really open and not disgusted; Stick to the thoroughfare and rely on Changzhou in Qufu. How can we stay less, although we believe in beauty and don't believe in soil?
I was moved by the turmoil, so far I have gone beyond discipline. I'm worried about it. Who can worry? With the porch sill, you can see it from a distance and drive to the north wind. The plain is far and wide, covering Jingshan Gao Cen. The road twists and turns to repair the noise, and the river overflows to help the deep. The sorrow of the homeland is separated from the noise, and the tears are forbidden. In the past, my father was in Chen and had a sigh of "returning to the hustle and bustle". Zhong Yi
But the sun and the moon span, one river is clear, and it is not extreme. A king in Hebei province, calm and peaceful, pretends to be high-minded, but actually gains power. I am afraid of melons and hanging, and I am afraid of wells and eating. They move late and lean late, and suddenly disappear during the day. The wind is bleak and prosperous, and the sky is miserable and colorless. Animals are crazy about people, birds are singing and raising their wings. Killy Yuan