The charm of nature is endless, which always makes people feel at arm's length. The so-called "eagle strikes the sky, fish jumps shallowly, camel walks in the desert, tigers roar in the mountains" is the extreme of nature. Jiangshan is charming and charming, attracting countless heroes to compete for beauty, which may be another style of nature. Once upon a time, the scenery of nature was used by literati as a tool to express their feelings and feelings. Nature was covered with a mysterious veil of feelings, and shared joys and sorrows with poets and writers. "The petals there are like tears, and the lonely birds sing their sorrows", "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is * * * the sky is one color", "The old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are fine.
Walking on the mountain path, the most pleasant thing is to walk under the towering trees sheltered from the wind and rain, listening to insects and birds singing around. Looking around, countless flowers and trees are intertwined. The road at the foot is lost in the depths of the jungle, extending to the unknown front … gradually, blending into nature. Only the scenery without any ornament is the most beautiful bride. As Wang Guowei, a great scholar in the Qing Dynasty, said, "the realm with me" and "the realm without me" infiltrated and merged with each other. What owns me? What is "no self"? The tacit understanding of nature is not comparable to any artificial decoration, nor can it be described by any known gorgeous words.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Every bit of nature gives people an unparalleled charm of harmony. I like to go out for a walk when I am tired, away from the hustle and bustle of the world and enjoy the quiet breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains alone. Appreciate nature and give yourself some comfort. The geese in the afterglow, gently passing overhead, soar in the direction of the rising sun. The red sunset glow, emitting her afterglow, sprinkled on the busy crowd, which is a kind of chic, a kind of ease, a kind of agility that you, I and he have.
2. I read a similar animal composition "The Return of the Wild Goose", which was very touching. I was deeply impressed by the author's love for geese, but people's hunting behavior of geese was even more thought-provoking. At the beginning, the author pointed out his love for wild geese by contrast: spring is full of vitality and hope, people are eagerly looking forward to the arrival of spring, and wild geese have brought us real spring.
In the author's mind, geese are not only geese, but also spiritual animals like people.
Through long-term observation and research, the author has a feeling for geese that can't be expressed in words. As a "bird lover", he is also sad for the melancholy of geese. After years of observation, the author and his research team found that six geese are a family, and the geese appearing in multiples of six are "the aggregation of some families". Those melancholy geese are lonely because they have lost their loved ones, or become "heartbroken widows", or lost their children. When this conclusion was confirmed, the author's aversion to "shotguns aimed at them" became even stronger and even turned into resentment!
So its disdain and hatred for hunters is obvious. In fact, geese, like humans, have life and feelings. In nature, our status is equal. We have no reason to hunt them. People should live in harmony, and people should live in harmony with nature. They are our friends. Is human being too cruel to tolerate and accept even his friends? Why do you have to kill it? I don't know why, a kind of inexplicable sadness arises spontaneously. I think of the picture of the wild goose's tragic death, the picture of the author seeing his best friend dying slowly but helpless, and the picture of him choking with pain. I can't even write it down. Humans should bow their heads for their actions and be ashamed of the unity of geese. Why don't you put away your bloody shotgun and repent your sins with your heart to wash away your dirty soul?
3. Imitate 400 words of "The Return of the Wild Goose". I like to run away at sunset, step on the warm sunshine, let the breeze blow up my neat and clean hair and kiss my flawless cheeks. Don't think about anything, don't think about anything. As if you were in a world where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, in the flowing water, the word "human" is neatly arranged in the sunset, which leads to infinite poetry, just as Liu Yuxi said in "Autumn Ci": "A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, which leads to poetry."
The charm of nature is endless, which always makes people feel at arm's length. The so-called "eagle strikes the sky, fish jumps shallowly, camel walks in the desert, tigers roar in the mountains" is the extreme of nature. Jiangshan is charming and charming, attracting countless heroes to compete for beauty, which may be another style of nature. Once upon a time, the scenery of nature was used by literati as a tool to express their feelings and feelings. Nature was covered with a mysterious veil of feelings, and shared joys and sorrows with poets and writers. "The petals there are like tears, and the lonely birds sing their sorrows", "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is * * * the sky is one color", "The old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are fine.
Walking on the mountain path, the most pleasant thing is to walk under the towering trees sheltered from the wind and rain, listening to insects and birds singing around. Looking around, countless flowers and trees are intertwined. The road at the foot is lost in the depths of the jungle, extending to the unknown front … gradually, blending into nature. Only the scenery without any ornament is the most beautiful bride. As Wang Guowei, a great scholar in the Qing Dynasty, said, "the realm with me" and "the realm without me" infiltrated and merged with each other. What owns me? What is "no self"? The tacit understanding of nature is not comparable to any artificial decoration, nor can it be described by any known gorgeous words.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Every bit of nature gives people an unparalleled charm of harmony. I like to go out for a walk when I am tired, away from the hustle and bustle of the world and enjoy the quiet breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains alone. Appreciate nature and give yourself some comfort. The geese in the afterglow, gently passing overhead, soar in the direction of the rising sun. The red sunset glow, emitting her afterglow, sprinkled on the busy crowd, which is a kind of chic, a kind of ease, a kind of agility that you, I and he have.
4. "The Return of the Wild Goose" 600-word composition "The arrival of a swallow can't explain spring, but when a group of wild geese broke through the fog of the warm current in March, spring came." Wild geese are the real messengers of spring, bringing people the vitality, hope and joy of spring. In the author's mind, geese are as spiritual as people.
As soon as we touched the water, the new guests would scream, as if the water they splashed could shake off the fragile cattails in winter. The returning geese freed cattail and everything from the cold of winter, and cattail and everything ushered in spring, thriving and vivid.
"On our farm, we can measure the richness of spring according to two figures: pine trees planted and geese staying." This shows that the author loves and cherishes geese.
"these lonely geese are sad singles ... they are survivors who have lost their loved ones." The author is sad for the lonely geese, sad for their loss of relatives, and between the lines, there is resentment against the people who shot the geese.
"Every March, they will use their lives to make a bet to realize this basic belief." The geese have realized the belief of unity with their lives, but human beings are out of reach, which shows the author's praise, admiration and reverence for the geese.
"In this annual migration, the whole continent got a useful and wild poem that fell from the sky in March." After the vernal equinox, the geese returned, left the south where food was abundant and winter was warm, and finally came to the sunny and secluded Arctic in summer, giving birth to geese. Migrating geese, their chirping with wild poetry, brought poetry to the whole continent. The author thinks that goose is a very lovely animal, goose is a friend of human beings, and he likes goose.
5. How to write 200 words imitating the composition of Dayan Nanfei? Autumn is coming, and the geese are going to the south for the winter. The leading goose said, "We have a long way to go. Everyone should be prepared for a long journey, one by one, and don't fall behind! " As a result, the geese lined up in a neat herringbone team in the air and flew south.
They flew over the wide and long rivers, over the undulating peaks, across the golden fields and tried to fly. The geese were tired of flying and stopped to rest on the mountain.
A little hedgehog is looking for fruit to eat on the mountain. He was curious when he saw so many wild geese. He shouted to the goose, "Goose, what are you doing?" The leading goose said, "It's getting cold. We are going to the south for the winter! " Hedgehog feels very strange: "Why do you want to go to the south for the winter?" "Too much trouble.
Look at us. We hide in underground caves in winter, so we are not afraid of the cold. The leading goose said, "We geese are not suitable for winter in the cave. We like the warm weather in the south, in addition, we can enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way! Hedgehog asked enviously, "Is the south beautiful?" The leading goose said, "Over a few more mountains, you can see the endless sea. There is a large golden beach by the sea, and there are many boats on the sea, which is very spectacular! " Hedgehog spat out his tongue: "It's too far. I'd better find more fruit to spend the winter in the cave. "
"It's getting late, we have to go." The leading goose said, "Little Hedgehog, let's meet again next spring!" " The hedgehog said, "Goodbye and have a safe trip!" " ""The geese line up in a human glyph and continue to fly south.