Memorizing Jiangnan Composition 1 Among the poems praising Jiangnan, I like Bai Juyi's Memorizing Jiangnan best. "Jiangnan is good, the scenery is familiar, the sunrise river is redder than the fire, and the riverside is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? " Every time I recite, my heart always fluctuates.
In March in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass grows and the warblers fly. You can find a path with green space and fly a light kite in spring. "The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors." Sitting on a canoe with a canopy rippling on the lake, the breeze blows on my face, as sweet as old Shaoxing rice wine; "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is the same as the sky", which makes your thoughts fly in the sky; "A leaf boat, a bamboo coat, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow", the ink painting in the south of the Yangtze River in winter, as long as it is black and white, is vividly outlined, and it does not feel cold in the eye-catching pleasure and enters the realm of painting.
Just like the phrase "the riverside is as green as blue", Jiangnan is beautiful in water and beautiful in Jiangnan. The beauty of Chinese calligraphy and weeping willows, Qinhuai River with paddles and lights, Xuanwu Lake as brilliant as emeralds, small wooden boats passing under small stone bridges, cormorants at the bow, ... all these make me dream, and make me forget the towering, rigid and dreary cement forests in big cities.
You may have seen the sunrise on Mount Tai or the sunrise on the sea, but have you ever noticed the sunrise in the south of the Yangtze River? The sunrise in the south of the Yangtze River is gentle but charming. At first, there was a misty river in front of us. At the end of the river, a strange light blue color could be seen along the horizontal line. After a while, the fog on the river gradually closed, and the river was washed and sparkling like a mirror. The rosy morning glow reflected on the river, changed one by one, then dyed the whole river red, and then suddenly a fireball jumped out of the bottom of the river. Its beauty and moving made me intoxicated for a long time! Yes, the taste of Jiangnan is unique, but also innocent, without any pollution, melting me in it.
Jiangnan is like a song, Jiangnan is like wine, Jiangnan is like a poem and Jiangnan is like a dream. Jiangnan is a long scroll of ink and wash with suitable shades. At this moment, I feel like the last sentence of "Recalling Jiangnan": "Can you not remember Jiangnan?"
Have you ever been to Yi Jiangnan in Zhengzhou, Henan Province? If you haven't been there, just listen to me describe it! I'm sure you want to go after reading it.
The first is a good place to play with water. Put on your bathing suit and go water skiing first. As soon as you get on the ropeway, a force pushes you and makes you skate very fast. Unconsciously, it was thrown into the water like the one below. It was really fun!
If you like swimming like me, you can go to the swimming pool. 1.6-2.0m in deep water area and 1.0- 1.2m in shallow water area. If you are as old as me, you should go to shallow water. You can go dog planing, backstroke and diving, and the master can even float on the water to rest. Very comfortable. The most interesting thing is that I also learned to do somersaults in the water.
If you are tired, you can go to a hot spring.
Lavender bath petal bath is the most comfortable! But it is best to soak in hot springs and sweat, so that the cold of the body will be driven away. If you feel hot, you can take an ice bath to make sure your teeth tremble.
After playing for a long time, if you feel hungry, you can go to a restaurant for dinner. In the evening, you can rest in the lobby. Everyone in the hall has a TV set. You can watch TV or go to other halls to watch movies. How's it going? Are you greedy?
Forgot to mention another game item. This is a big pool with dozens of fish in it. If you catch one, you can ask the chef to help you cook delicious fish. But please note that the fish here are very clever. It's not that simple to catch them. They swim very fast and always make you jump in the air.
There is also a kiss fish therapy next to it! When you sit in it, many small fish will kiss your little feet and feel itchy, but this is a small fish massaging you! Isn't it interesting?
Are you impatient after listening to my introduction? I remember Jiangnan was really fun. Try again another day!
Jiangnan Composition in Memory 3 Lijiang Tour "Jiangnan in Memory" Inn This summer vacation, my mother and some friends of my mother flew directly to Lijiang, Yunnan for the summer vacation. The place where we live is called "Jiangnan Memory" Inn, which reminds me of a word "Jiangnan Memory".
The door of "Recalling Jiangnan" is big red. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a big fish pond with many pebbles and many goldfish swimming happily in it. Walking past the fish pond, there is a brown wooden bridge with strings of red lanterns hanging on both sides, which seems to welcome people. Entering the inn, we saw a Naxi quadrangle with classical flavor. The most distinctive feature is that there is a circle of running water around the quadrangle, which gives people a feeling of peace of mind. In the evening, we still put lotus lanterns here to represent our good wishes! Living here makes people feel very comfortable and peaceful.
All kinds of green plants dotted in the yard make people forget that they are in the hot summer, but they seem to be wandering in the green waves of spring! There is an open umbrella in the center of the yard, and there are four wonderful rocking chairs under the umbrella. As soon as your foot is pedaled, the rocking chair will start to turn. At this time, you will feel that you have come to a wonderful world. The scenery of the inn is charming, and the enthusiasm of the innkeeper Tao Ge left a deep impression on us. In the exquisite tea room in Tao Ge, we children grabbed a handful of Pu 'er tea and put it into boiling water. A smell came to the nose. We scrambled to grab Pu 'er tea, like adults pouring tea, holding cups, drinking tea and taking a sip. You will feel that you have fallen into the world of Pu 'er tea. What a wonderful treat! Tao Ge, the boss, was not angry, but received him warmly, making us children feel like adults.
Living in the inn, we all feel at home, really a little happy! When I returned to Changsha, my mother wrote a word to her boss, Tao Ge: "Remembering Jiangnan": The Lijiang River is good, and the network knows "Remembering Jiangnan". The rainy season is beautiful and the courtyard is deeply warm. Can you not remember Memorizing Jiangnan? Yes, I think so too. Can I really forget Memorizing Jiangnan?
Recalling Jiangnan composition 4 mottled sunshine sprinkled on the book case, and the antique academy exudes a touch of ink. I just drank a small cup of tea and caught a glimpse of the scene outside the hospital. The tidbits of the years drifted through my heart warmly, and I suddenly remembered the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
It has no romantic flowers all over the sky, no provocative autumn wind, only a drizzle-like sadness, just like a soft dreamy melody.
Dream, illusion, wind, fog, so disdainful of trivial matters of the world of mortals, not muddy, elegant.
This is of course a wonderful dust stranger.
Counting the years at your fingertips, forgetting the old things in the cold city and reveling in the beauty and sadness of Jiangnan.
It is as sad as a pipa, as cool as a wisp of cloud, which makes me think a lot; It is as cold as a scar, as beautiful as a small autumn red, which makes sadness shake; It is as sad as autumn water and as pure as mountain flowers, so that waiting drowns memories. ...
Jiangnan is a sentimental woman. She shed tears, flashing all kinds of helplessness; Jade fingers are slender and put aside all kinds of sadness. Maybe there is an ocean in her eyes, but only a few tears can roll down. There is an unforgettable pain in her bones, like a sad folk music.
A piece of folk music stirred the rain on the bamboo eaves and shook off a little autumn red. Begonia shocked the ancient town of Jiangnan, only to know that it was such an ancient feeling, as rich as a broken string and a tear, as red as fire, but with a touch of sadness.
I only remember the drizzle floating on the roof of the Red Chamber, beating the tiles on the roof and playing an ancient music, soft and high-pitched, distant and approaching. Bit by bit, dripping with ideas, misty, dripping with tears.
The drizzle washed the Qingshiban Street, but the mottled traces on it were still faintly visible. Perhaps it is too nostalgic, erasing the traces of the years.
It is so quiet at this time, only the clear spring is still flowing slowly, and the rain is still drifting.
It's rain, continuous drizzle, sparse flowers and drunkenness.
It is water, flowing water, dotted with alleys in the south of the Yangtze River, making flowers fly.
I only remember the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, pure as heaven and beautiful as a dream.