Imitation of Classical Chinese in Landscape Travel Notes

65438+ Reaching the foothills, there are trees embracing each other, standing on the precipice, and there is a spring under it, flowing out from the roots in the east, which is crystal clear. Further east, there is a small tree and a Koizumi, which also comes from the roots. Er Quan flows into the abbot swamp, that is, it flows upward. Trees in spring will bloom like butterflies in early April. They must fly with butterflies. There are thousands of real butterflies hanging upside down on the top of the tree and the surface of the spring. They are colorful and colorful. Tourists have been watching it since this month, and it's already May. The rest are in the city of western Guangdong, where Shandong is different, and it is still too early to spend. Ask the natives, or say that the butterfly has changed into a flower, or that it is similar in shape, so it is cited. Go any further, and you will be poor. If the forest is short of water, you will get a mountain with a small mouth. As if there is light, you will leave the boat and enter through your mouth. At first, it will be narrow and can pass through people. After a few dozen steps, you will be suddenly enlightened. The land is flat and spacious and the house is like a beautiful field. The traffic in the buildings is different, and the chickens and dogs are familiar. Among them, men and women dress like outsiders, so I separate myself from outsiders. When I asked what the world was, I didn't know there were Han people. No matter in Wei and Jin Dynasties, this man was full of words, heard and witnessed, and regretted everything. The rest of the people have gone home. They all have wine and food. After stopping for a few days, they resigned. China people say, "It's not enough to be humanitarian!" When I got off the bus and got my boat, I helped to the road and aimed at it everywhere. When I was in the county, the magistrate said this. The prefect sent someone to follow me to find what I wanted, and I lost my way. Liu Ziji and Gao Sheng were in Nanyang. When they heard about this, they were glad to go, but failed, and finally found the disease. Nobody was interested after that. In the spring of the fourth year, Teng stayed. It's sunny in the morning and cloudy at night. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower. The seniors are ready. Martial arts in the north, Xiaoxiang in the South Pole and poets who moved guests will meet here more often, so they can enjoy things without exception. If it rains heavily, the moon will not open, the evil wind will howl, and the turbid waves will be empty; The sun, moon and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden; Business travel is bad and ruined; At dusk, tigers roar and apes crow. On the stairs, there are people who go to the countryside to miss their hometown, people who are afraid of being laughed at, and people who are desolate and feel extremely sad everywhere. If it is the tranquility of spring, it is calm and the sky is bright and blue; Sha Ou Ji Xiang, swimming in the brocade scale; The shore is green, but the smoke has gone. The moon is thousands of miles away, floating in Jin Shanshan, and the static shadow is heavy, and the fishing songs are corresponding. How happy I am! You will feel relaxed and happy when you climb the stairs. You will forget the humiliation and leave the wine in the wind, which will make you happy. Is it to taste the heart of the ancient benevolent, or to do something different? Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself; If you live high in a temple, you will worry about your people; If you stay away from the Jianghu, you will worry about your husband. If you are moving forward, you will worry about going backwards. But when will you be happy? It must say, "worry about the world first, and then enjoy the world." Wes, who are we going home with? 1September, 966 15, Zuiweng Pavilion (original appearance) is surrounded by mountains and waters, and the southwest peak is You Mei. Those who look beautiful, deep and beautiful are Langya. After walking six or seven miles on the mountain, they gradually heard the gurgling sound of running water, but those were brewing springs leaking from between the two peaks. The peak turns, and the pavilion beside the spring is the pavilion of drunkenness. Monks on the mountain are wise and immortal. Who is famous? The satrap calls himself. Taishou and his guests come here to drink, but they are the oldest, so they call themselves "drunkards". The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also mountains and rivers. If the husband flies at sunrise, the clouds return to the cave, and the mountains are wild at dusk. Happiness is endless. As for the loser who sings in the Chuhe River, the walker rests in the tree, the former cries, and the latter should be helped. Those who keep going back and forth will swim in the Chuhe River. The stream is deep and the fish is fat; Brewing spring wine, spring wine is bitter; Pheasant, a miscellaneous dish, is a satrap feast. The feast is full of joy, not silk or bamboo. Among the shooters, those who play win, and those who sit up and make trouble are happy. The pale hair is white, and the depression is too drunk. The story of climbing Mount Tai is set in a mountain with scattered characters. People know that it is fun to swim from Taishou, but they don't know that the fun of Taishou is also fun. If you are drunk, you can tell your story, and so can the Taishou. Who is the satrap? Lu Xiu also. Yang of Mount Tai, Wenshui Xi Liu; Its dark water flows eastward. The sunny valley is warm, and the cloudy valley is economical. When divided into north and south, the ancient Great Wall also has the highest peak of solar observation, fifteen miles south of the Great Wall. In December of the thirty-ninth year of Qianlong, I took a snowstorm from Beijing, crossed the northwest valley of Mount Tai and crossed the Great Wall. When I arrived in Taian, it was already a month, and the county magistrate Zhu, Zi Ying boarded from the south foot. In Li Daoyuan's place, the so-called "around the water" means that I started to follow the route, crossed the mid-ridge, and then followed the West Valley to the top. In ancient times, there was a mountain climbing with the East Valley, and the road had Tianmen. Donggu, called Tianmenxi in ancient times, can't pass. Today, people who cross the middle ridge and the cliff at the top of the mountain are called Tianmen Cloud. The fog and ice on the road are slippery and can't stop. Ziying sat in the pavilion watching the sunrise. The blizzard hit the noodles, and the pavilion was full of clouds. If there are dozens of white peaks in the cloud, they are mountains. The sky is unusually bright, and the clouds turn into different colors in an instant. In the morning, it is as red as Dan, and there is red light below, shaking it. Or, look back at the west side of the pavilion.

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Shu is low in humidity, the vernal equinox has passed, and it has been raining for days. The streets are muddy. Locked in a room, not allowed to go out. Standing still in front of the window, it was dark and cold. I heard that peach blossoms are in full bloom, but I didn't get the view of desire.

On the third day, it was raining lightly. My family and I went out of the south gate and drove to the foot of Taohua Mountain. The slope is full of spring scenery, the soil is moist, wide and pleasant, and the heart is flying in the sky. At that time, the dense fog had not dispersed, and I looked at the hill, which was already blurred and the smoke cage was shrouded in fog. The breeze in Xulaili, when floating, is now emerald color, fresh and beautiful, like a veil lifted by the wind by a beautiful girl, and the scenery is amazing. Peach blossoms will not bloom, but will cluster in the branches. Weak grass and soft moss sprout slightly on the ground, which means there is nothing far away. Although tourists are chatting, from time to time, we can see people who are looking for flowers and taking pictures, people who are leaning on branches, and people who are sitting on stones with their children in their arms. Although the spring is chilly, I am still sweating after the trek. All the chirping winds, chirping birds, and even the whispers of tourists are leisurely and interesting if you don't overhear them. This just knows that the so-called spring is full, so it is also full.

My husband won't get into trouble because of swimming, but he can gain something by writing. This scene, let me convinced, also let me deeply touched. How can you be undisciplined? In February, Geng Yin recorded Gillian's story in Rongzhou.

3. Zhou Ji's classical Chinese is called Travel Notes, which imitates travel notes, from far to near. On October 20th, 2006/KLOC-0, we finally embarked on a journey to Guilin, and we were very calm before we set off. Because I heard a colleague say that the landscape of Guilin has been destroyed by human beings and is not as beautiful as we thought, so don't expect too much. When the bus leaves for Guilin, everyone of us is looking forward to arriving soon, including me. After 13 hours' drive, we finally arrived in Yangshuo, Guilin. After washing and breakfast, we will go to Yinziyan, the first scenic spot in Yangshuo.

When we arrived at the entrance of Yinziyan, we felt it was dark at first. Later, when the commentator took us deep into the cave, we were really shocked by the scenery inside. The grotesque stones and colorful lights inside make the scenery in the cave look so dreamy. The commentator explained that they are all stalactites, which are naturally formed by the impact of seawater for thousands of years. I can't help but sigh the magic of nature, which can turn stalactites into various landscapes and wonders. In particular, the three treasures in the cave, such as Buddhist scriptures, towering stone pillars and mixed beads umbrellas, seem as lifelike as the legendary magical figures living here. There is also the "Yaochi Wonderland" in the cave, which seems to be in a fairyland. It is really amazing.

After watching Yinziyan, we arrived at Yulong River and went rafting on a bamboo raft. When I first got on the bamboo raft, I wanted to sit down and have a cup of tea and see the beautiful scenery in front of me. I didn't expect a colleague to sneak up on us with a water gun. We were not willing to be exhausted, so we quickly took a water gun to fight with them. As a result, all the colleagues who went there started a civil war. I wonder if it was the man who threw a pot of boiling water at me in an emergency. Fortunately, it's my foot, otherwise the situation would be serious. I was just about to fight back, but I didn't expect that one to aim so accurately and hit my glasses right. Oh, forget it. I can't afford to be taunted. I can afford to hide. As a result, my clothes and shoes were all wet At the end of the battle, I saw my colleagues' clothes soaked, but they all had a good time.

It was noon after the tour. After lunch, our group went to the long-awaited "Lijiang River". When you are on the Lijiang River on a cruise ship, you can see the mountains and rivers in front of you. It is really like watching landscape painting, but it is more beautiful than landscape painting. Once again, I marveled at the magic of nature and drew such beautiful landscape paintings because of the mountains and the crystal clear Lijiang River. The beautiful scenery in front of us, the cheerful mood and the breezes are really refreshing.

When I was still immersed in the landscape of the Lijiang River, the tour guide asked us to end our trip to the Lijiang River and go to the "Xanadu" because time was tight. Stepping into the "Xanadu", you are presented with a beautiful landscape and pastoral scenery. In the distance, the mountains are green, the village trees are green, the houses are scattered, and the grass is delicious. It is really a "Xanadu". Take a boat trip to Yanzi Lake and enjoy folk songs and dances on the dance floor on the shore. After the swallow cave, Peach Blossom Island and primitive tribes covered with animal skins, drive back slowly. After landing on the water, we will watch the folk customs in the folk customs grand view garden, visit the unique buildings such as totem poles and wind and rain bridges, and the handicrafts of various ethnic groups in Guangxi. When I finished swimming in Xanadu, it was already dark. After a simple dinner, we went back to the tour hall to freshen up, and then we went to visit the very prosperous "West Street" in groups of three or five. The first day of our tour ended in laughter.

The next day's trip was not as surprising as the first day. Maybe time is pressing, and everyone wants to see all the mountains and rivers in Guilin. After a quick visit to some scenic spots, we began to organize our own activities. Teacher Wu took the lead in organizing us to play games. One of the rules of the game is: two people, four feet tied into three feet, which group walks to the finish line first wins. The game has no name, but I think it should be called "cooperation" more appropriately. Because this game needs the cooperation of a group of us to win, I am eager to win in the game and accidentally sprained my foot. Colleagues panicked, and everyone came to ask me if I was okay. It's okay, but I'm really touched by my colleagues' concern. Fortunately, I wore glasses and didn't let them see my appearance, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Naturally, I was a little tired during the trip, but I was infected by the mountains and rivers in Guilin and the joy brought by Teacher Wu. In this way, "Sheng Da Optoelectronic Tour Group" returned smoothly.

4. Ask for a short essay in classical Chinese about landscape travel notes, with translation and notes. The original text of Xiaoshitang goes west from the top of the mountain 120 steps. Through the bamboo, it smells the sound of water, and it is like singing.

Cut bamboo and walk along the road, and see the small pool below, the water is particularly clear. The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock.

Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed. There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air, and their shadows are on the stones.

Stand still; When you are far away, communication is sudden, like enjoying tourists. Looking from the southwest of the pool, you can see that it is zigzag.

Their shore potentials are different from each other and their sources are unknown. Sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests, lonely and empty, sad and cold, quiet and quiet.

It is too clear to live for a long time, but remember. Travelers: Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, Yu Dizong Xuan.

The second son Cui Shi said, "Forgive yourself and serve me." . [Edit this paragraph] Note 1 From: From, By.

2. Hill: East of Xiaoshitang. West: (noun as adverbial) to the west.

4.Huang bamboo: bamboo forest. 5. Ring: It seems that the rings worn by people collide with each other.

Pei and the ring are Yu Pei tied around the waist. Make a sound.

(Inverted sentence: prepositional object) 6. Music: conative usage, the word is translated as ... feel happy, and the sentence is translated as feel happy. 7. take: this means opening up.

8. Xia: (noun as adverbial) Xia, Xia. See: See 10. The water is particularly clear and the spring water is particularly cold.

Especially. Bitter: cool 1 1. All-stone as the bottom: (Xiaoshitang) All-stone as the bottom.

Take ... as (this sentence is reversed to "take the whole stone as the bottom"). Used for: as 12. Nearshore: A place near the coast.

Close the door, close the door. Shore, shore. 13. Roll the bottom of the stone out: the bottom of the stone bends upward to expose the water.

Volume, bending 14. It is reed, jade, harp and stone, forming various shapes such as reed, jade, harp and stone. G: High ground in the water.

Island: A small island. Qin: Rugged rocks.

Rock and roll: Rock and roll. 15. Lush trees, shaded and staggered (cēn cī): The trees and vines are shaded and swaying, uneven and fluttering with the wind.

16. kebaishutou: there are about one hundred. C: probably.

X: Used after numerals to indicate divisor, which is equivalent to the usage of "lai". 17. Everyone swims in the air without any support (as if there were no water).

18. The sun shines on the bottom of the water, and the shadow of the fish is reflected on the rocks at the bottom of the water. Get down! Get down!

B: reflect and distribute. Car: Now write "car".

19. Don't move: (Fish shadow) is still. What dull eyes.

20. You passed away: suddenly swam away. All of a sudden.

2 1. Come and go suddenly: come and go quickly. Sudden: light and smart.

22. You can see the snake in the blink of an eye: you can see the stream winding like the Big Dipper and winding like a snake. Fighting: like the big dipper (noun adverbial); Snake: Like a snake.

23. Canine teeth are different from each other: (Canine teeth, nouns as adverbials) Canine teeth are equally uneven. Canine teeth: Like canine teeth.

Poor: staggered. 24. unknowable: you can't know.

25. Surrounded by bamboo forests, it is lonely and quiet: surrounded by bamboo and green trees. Silence is sparse and empty, and I feel sad, cold and deep, filled with sadness.

Sad and sad. Deep, deep.

(causative usage) make sad ... feel sad. (causative usage) make cold ... feel cold.

26. I know its environment too well: because its environment is too bleak. So, because.

Qing: Sad and bright. 27. You can't stay long, but remember: you can't stay long, so finish writing and leave.

Live: live. One: Travel to Xiaoshitang on behalf of others.

Go: Leave. 28. Wu Wuling: A native of Xinzhou (now Fengjie, Chongqing), Tang Xianzong Yuanhe, the champion, was banished to Yongzhou for his crime and befriended the author.

29. Gong Gu: The writer is my friend. 30. Zong Xuan: The author's cousin 3 1. Followers: Followers.

Li: Come with me. Also: the table is tied.

Follow: follow, verb. Xiao Sheng: Young people.

Health, the elder's name for the younger generation. 33. cutting: cutting 34. Road: No.35 road. Especially: make an exception 36. Clear: Clear 37. Huan: Qing Sanba. Use: and 39. In favor: 40 years old. Volume: bending 4 1. Use: So 42. In favor: 43. Treman: Green. 0. May: About 5 1. Ring: around 52. Loneliness: Silence [Edit this paragraph] I walked a hundred steps from the hill to the west, through the bamboo forest, and heard the sound of water, like the collision of Yuhuan in Yu Pei, and my heart was filled with joy.

Chopped bamboo, opened the road, went down and saw a small pool, and the water was particularly cold. A small pool with a whole stone bottom is close to the shore, and the bottom of the stone bends upward, exposing the water surface, becoming a highland in the water, an island, a rugged rock, and a small stone base with different shapes.

Lush trees, green vines, covered with twisted, swaying, uneven, fluttering in the wind. There are a hundred fish in the pond. It seems that they are all swimming in the air, and there is nothing to rely on.

The sun shines on the bottom of the water, and the shadow of the fish is reflected on the rocks at the bottom of the water, sometimes motionless; Sometimes it suddenly swims away. The appearance of brisk and agile communication seems to be playing with tourists.

Looking southwest of the pool, I saw the stream winding like the Big Dipper, winding like a snake, flickering. The terrain on both sides of the strait is as uneven as a dog's tooth, and it is impossible to know its source.

We sat by the pool, surrounded by bamboo and trees. It was quiet and empty, and there was no one there. We feel sad, cold and deep, full of sadness. Because the environment here is too bleak to stay long, I wrote down this scene and left.

Traveler, Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, my brother Zong Xuan. There are two brothers named Cui, one forgives himself and the other is Feng Yi.

5. China Ancient Landscape Travels Author: Yuan Hongdao

The weather in Beijing is very cold. After Hua's birthday, the winter is still very cold. The cold wind often blows, a piece of flying sand. I want to go out in a room as if I were at home. Every time the wind runs, it is the return of the pot.

On the 22nd, it was quiet, and some friends went straight to the east of Manjing. The sorghum is lifted, and the soil paste is slightly moist. At first glance, it is open, if it comes out. As a result, the ice skin began to melt, the waves suddenly became clear, the scales and waves were layered and crystal clear, and the crystal was as new as a mirror, but suddenly cold light came out of the box. The mountains are washed by fine snow, beautiful as a test, as bright as the face of a beautiful girl, as bright as the beginning of a bun. Wicker will stretch, but not yet. Soft buds are scattered in the wind, and wheat seedlings come out of the ground. They are short, like fur on an animal's neck, only about an inch. Although there are not many tourists, donkeys who drink spring tea, sing with wine glasses and wear donkeys can also be seen from time to time. Although the wind is still strong, walking is sweaty. Every bird exposed on the beach sipped under the scales of the waves, carefree, and there was joy between the scales of its feathers. I know there is no spring in the country, but people who live in the city don't know.

6. Writing Landscape Travels The weather in July happened to be the rainy season in Hefei, and it rained for several days in a row.

I haven't seen my friends for a long time, but I got together by chance and had a whim. I want to go shopping together and make waves in the western suburbs. Recently, I have been quiet and restless, and I haven't indulged people for a long time, so I am a little yearning and readily agreed.

So, I drove across the city and went straight to Dashu Mountain, which I hadn't been to for 20 years, leaving only vague memories in my mind. Dashu Mountain is located in the western suburb of Hefei, about 10 km away from the urban area. It stands on the edge of a small village and is still magnificent. It is one of the famous scenic spots in Hefei.

I heard that there are safari parks, martyrs' cemeteries, celebrity halls and other sightseeing landscapes, and I have been eager to come again. Shortly after the car left Qilitang, Dashushan was domineering. From a distance, the surrounding mountains are lush and green, and they look cleaner and greener in the drizzle.

I just feel that the pine and cypress are tall and straight, and the Chinese fir and bamboo set each other off, adding a bit of charm. The clouds on the top of the mountain are low, hazy and ethereal, like reality. Thousands of egrets inhabit the tops of tall pine trees on the hillside, dotted with blue and white, which is picturesque and picturesque. Intuition is like a fairy in Penglai, veiled, shy and charming, if the village woman leans against the door and looks far away, waiting for the wanderer to return. The closer the car drives, the more ups and downs my heart is, the more turbulent my thoughts are, and I am filled with emotion. I am a little impulsive, eager to unveil that mysterious veil and see my charming face. I feel an irresistible yearning from time to time.

The mountains reminded me of an idea and poured out an indifferent emptiness, which was incredible. I feel that the soul of the mountain seems to want to be connected with my heart. It seems that she is worried and afraid of modern human civilization. She seems to whisper in her mind that the so-called civilization of human beings has destroyed natural civilization, and one day the false scientific civilization that human beings are now struggling to manage will certainly destroy human beings.

The impulse in my heart can't help but dim down, and I dare not go over mountains and valleys to find you again and win again. I am afraid that all civilizations polluted by human beings will destroy the original tranquility of that mountain.

She has her own life, she has her own soul. She should have her own living space.

Of course, she doesn't want all this to be destroyed, whether sentimental or deliberate, and I don't think she likes it either. When the bus arrived at Dabao, he was dumbfounded and surprised, and resolutely decided never to go to the mountains to find any years again.

Out of the car, Dashu Mountain stands helplessly in the wind and rain, which is so harsh and out of place in human civilization. Standing at the foot of the mountain, clouds cover the top of the mountain, as if to protect the mountains from human civilization.

Standing in front of the mountains, I seem to understand her. I feel that I have been with her for thousands of years and can read her mind.

Even though I didn't really plunge into her arms, I still feel that I know her world better than those civilized visitors. Looking back at my friends around me, I feel a little guilty. I shouldn't let my emotions spoil the atmosphere of a rare meeting.

But it has been decided, only with a rustling smile. Secretly tell yourself that you can't always be self-centered with others.

So when a friend suggested going to Shushan Lake, he never dared to disagree again, and soon agreed. Only you know that when you first went out, you didn't feel * * * in your heart, which was a bit bleak and melancholy.

I secretly scolded myself and decided not to sigh in vain. Turn north and head for Shushan Lake, Dongpu Reservoir, the biggest water source for Hefei people to live.

Less than a kilometer from the garage, the glitz of the city was abandoned. The farm is mixed with green trees and comes into view from time to time.

This landscape is the first time I set foot on this land, intoxicated by the novelty of nature. The road is getting narrower and narrower, and it is slightly muddy on rainy days.

Perhaps because of the expansion of the expressway, the walls of the retrogressive farmhouses on both sides are written with bright red typing-demolition! It seems that Shushan Lake has not been completely invaded by human civilization. Six or seven kilometers to the north, suddenly a large piece of water rushed out of the jungle and came face to face.

At this moment, the light rain has gathered, shallow waves are surging on the water surface, and the low clouds in the sky are fluttering with the wind, with a faint smell of water vapor. From left to right, the water is dotted with seven or eight green islands of different sizes. Three or five boats float with the waves, and occasionally two or three carp jump by the waves.

Green jade belts surround the whole water surface, and one or two villages in the distance are mixed with green trees and blue waves. Blue waves, fresh air, involuntarily originated from Zhu Xiao's whimsy.

From then on, I fished alone and became a real fisherman who refused to go to the world of mortals. I was surprised to find that there is really a house hidden in the lake and mountains on a small island in the distance. Unfortunately, the hut is not a thatched roof, but a fortified fortress.

Modern civilization is always one step ahead of me, but there is nothing we can do! Walking through the long bridge connected to the land, it is a bit strange how it has such a high-level name. It is the largest island in Youxinbu Lake District. We won't know until we get in. This is the location of the Science Branch. No wonder the name is so earth-shattering that it makes people cry.

Let my ordinary husband want to stop, respect and fear. Swim around the water and do whatever you want, but there are beautiful pines and cypresses, flowers and plants everywhere, birds and flowers, pleasant scenery, and some doubts about Xanadu.

It's a pity that there is always some garbage that is inevitable in modern civilization. Every once in a while, it appears gracefully on the roadside. Those who seem to warn me of turbidity, this place is also civilized and noble, and should not be underestimated.

I want to indulge in a glance, so I have to be timid. It seems that I am really hopeless, and my friends are in high spirits and laughing. Why am I alone again?

There seems to be some alienation and strangeness between friends. I can't understand how I can be as lonely as a fellow villager among old acquaintances.

It seems that my mind is really old and tired. Seeing friends in high spirits, I can't bear to destroy them.

So I lied that I was unwell and made an appointment to wait for their trip around the island here. After watching your friends leave, stand by and swim alone, indulge your thoughts and imagination.

In a trance, tall buildings and neon lights all go with the wind and disappear. I am the only one left on the whole island, hiding in the depths of flowers and trees.

Talk with wine and breeze at night, and invite the bright moon to return with the drizzle. Singing to birds in the morning and to fishing boats at night; Wearing a green hat and weeping willows; Take a leaf from a canoe and enjoy the mountains and rivers; I cast the net three times in the morning, and the fish was still half fresh at night; About the moon, drinking in the jungle and inviting stars to play with flowers and plants; Muddy mash and fu, releasing pure land, pillow rain brew tea, drunk lying half lake scenery.

My friends taunted each other and brought me back to reality. Face the dreamland scenery gently and cherish it! Reluctantly re-enter