1, the holy city of the east, surrounded by two rivers, a thousand-year-old building looms, which is the epitome of the long history of the Chinese nation;
2. The bell and drum ring and the balcony looks at each other. This ancient capital has its own destiny in the morning and evening, and thousands of lights are like stars;
3, Xiongguan is full of roads, the towering rock wall rises, flying to the Three thousands of feet, the sound of generation is roaring, and the momentum is like a rainbow;
4, sunrise and sunset, clear sky or rain, Mount Tai towering, Lin Hai dyed, sunrise in the east, smoke around;
5, ancient trees towering, dense shade, a column of incense, long bells, ancient Zen, endless;
6. People in Jinan are really hospitable, and I can feel their friendliness and concern for me.
7, stone arch bridge, flowers, a pool of spring water, blue waves, picturesque;
8, the wind sends incense, I don't know how many flowers have been folded, mountain paths, weeping willows on both sides, green and lovely;
9. The drizzle is slanting and the wind is bright red, with blue tiles and bamboo plates, carved columns and painted buildings, and the winding path is secluded;
10, morning bell and dusk drum, Yaotai Qiongyu, Danyong Cui Mu, magnificent;
1 1, the setting sun shines obliquely, the afterglow reflects the waves, reeds are dragged by the wind at the edge of the lotus pond, and the horizon is clear;
12, green mountains and green waters, birds and flowers, walking along the forest path, enjoying yourself;
13, flowing water, shaking leaves, stepping into a secluded path, a beautiful landscape;
14, the bamboo fan dances lightly and whispers, the summer heat dissipates, the screen window is slightly cool, and there is a nap in the afternoon;
15, misty and rainy, fragrant osmanthus, walking around the ancient city with an oil-paper umbrella;
16, bright moon in the sky, brilliant, at night, acacia in the city head, boating in the smoke;
17, snowy, with a touch of red in the pine room, a corner of the cypress beam, and smoke curling under the eaves;
18, the old vines faint, the bell of the ancient temple urges dusk, and the sky is getting darker;
19, red walls and green tiles, cornices and arches, carved beams and painted buildings, gorgeous and wonderful;
20. Millennium civilization, the towering city, after vicissitudes, is still fragrant and quiet.