1. The Potala Palace stands on the green grass with the snow-capped mountains and blue sky as the background. I seem to see the place where God lives.

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Under the wings of the sky,

On the mysterious Mount Everest,

In China with a history of 5,000 years,

Tianyu left a dazzling pearl.

Illuminated the red mountain.

Illuminated Tibet

Illuminated the beautiful China.

That's the beautiful Potala Palace.

Potala Palace is located in,

The top of Hongshan Mountain in Lhasa, Tibet,

palatial architecture

It was originally built by the king of Tibet to marry Princess Wencheng.

Rebuilt in the17th century,

It is the East Palace where the Dalai Lama has lived for generations.

It is like a building in the sky, connected to the top of the mountain.

Surrounded by white palaces,

Around the red palace in the middle.

Under the green trees, it looks like an ivory tower.

Like snow lotus in the mountains.

Baiyun depends on it,

The blue sky is with it.

Looking up at the long history of Qionglou,

According to legend,

It becomes more mysterious and subtle.

Stop and look up,

Long artistic conception,

Want to be close and want to stay.

Listen to the bells of Buddhism,

Another example is the bodhisattva shaking off the water drops on the bamboo leaves.

It sounds refreshing!

Maybe a little distance,

Only in this way can we see the perfection of beauty.

The beauty of the palace is more important than its rich connotation.

Tibetan culture and the wisdom of Chinese descendants.

In the whole building complex,

Carved patterns on white marble,

Are all related to Buddhism,

Buddhist scriptures.

The main hall is a portrait of Songzan Gampo and Princess Wencheng.

Inlaid with gold treasures.

In the temple,

It's like opening a historical picture.

Thought has been carried for thousands of years,

Can't help but sigh,

Ancestors gave us descendants,

What a rich legacy.

The beautiful Potala Palace,

Your beauty is beyond praise.

May you hold high the sky,

People with discerning eyes see harmonious China,

Will stand on the top of the world.

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In Tibet, the nearest to heaven,

There is a magnificent building,

Potala Palace.

This is a mystery to countless people.

A place I yearn for very much.

In the crisp autumn season,

I put on the wings of white clouds,

Fly to this long-awaited place,

The plane crossed the blue sky and white clouds.

Landing on the snowy plateau.

I forgot that moment,

Physical discomfort caused by altitude hypoxia,

In the sunset,

The arm of Potala Palace,

Excitement can't be suppressed,

I can only shout:

Hug you-Potala Palace!

There is a song that sings:

Creatures along the Yarlung Zangbo River,

The time in Potala Palace is getting longer and longer.

But that's the truth,

At seven o'clock in the inland night,

I can't see my fingers,

Here,

The sun still lingers on the snowy plateau,

Still smiling brightly.

This is the longest day I have ever spent in my life.

It is also the most meaningful day.

In the shadow of blue sky and white clouds,

Red and white,

Live in harmony with the mountains,

Five-star Red Flag Dance Plateau Autumn Wind.

Adding infinite majesty to the Potala Palace.

Potala Palace,

Blue and clear visual beauty,

The magnificent scenery standing on the side of the mountain,

2. Potala Palace The Potala Palace with red scenery stands on the green grass with snow-capped mountains and blue sky as the background. I seem to see the place where God lives. (1) Under the wings of the sky, on the mysterious Mount Everest, in China with a long history of 5,000 years, Tianyu left a dazzling pearl.

Illuminate Hongshan, Tibet and beautiful China. That's the beautiful Potala Palace.

Potala Palace, located at the top of Red Mountain in Lhasa, Tibet, is a palace-style building. It was originally built by the king of Tibet to marry Princess Wencheng.

Rebuilt in the17th century, it is the residence of the Eastern Palace of the Dalai Lama. It is like a building in the sky connecting the top of the mountain, surrounded by a white palace and a red palace in the middle.

Green trees are like ivory towers and snow lotus in the mountains. White clouds depend on it, and blue sky is the companion.

Looking up at the long history and legends of Qionglou, it becomes more mysterious and delicate. Stop and look up, the artistic conception is long, and you want to stay near.

Listen attentively to the bell of Buddhism, like a bodhisattva shaking off the water drops on the bamboo leaves. It sounds refreshing! Maybe there is a little distance, so that we can see the perfection of beauty more.

The beauty of the palace, more importantly, its rich connotation, Tibetan culture and the wisdom of China people. In the whole building complex, the patterns carved on white marble are related to Buddhism, that is, Buddhist scriptures.

The main hall is a portrait of Songzan Gambo and Princess Wencheng, inlaid with gold treasures. Being in a temple is like opening a picture of history.

Thought has been carried for thousands of years, and people can't help but sigh, what a rich legacy our ancestors left to our descendants. The beautiful Potala Palace, your beauty is beyond praise.

May you hold high the sky and see a harmonious China with bright eyes, which will stand on the top of the world. (2) In Tibet, which is closest to heaven, there is a magnificent building-Potala Palace.

This is a place that makes countless people feel mysterious and extremely yearning. In the crisp autumn season, I inserted the wings of white clouds and flew to this long-awaited place. The plane crossed the blue sky and white clouds and landed on the snowy plateau.

At that moment, I forgot the physical discomfort caused by the lack of oxygen on the plateau, and plunged into the arms of Potala Palace in the face of the sunset, and my excitement could not be suppressed. I can only shout: hug you-Potala Palace! There is a song that says: Living creatures spend more and more time in Potala Palace with the Yarlung Zangbo River. This is the case. It's 7 pm inland, and it's already opaque. Here, the sun is still wandering on the snowy plateau and still smiling brightly.

This is the longest and most meaningful day in my life. Against the blue sky and white clouds, the Potala Palace is red and white, which complements the mountains. The five-star red flag dances the autumn wind in the plateau, adding infinite majesty to the Potala Palace.

Potala Palace, with blue visual beauty, stands on the mountain.

3. Crossing the Horizon Good Words and Sentences Crossing the Horizon Use the form of literary prose to fully reflect Li Siguang's knowledge, quality of life and elegant cultural and artistic accomplishment.

The book will show his brilliant, literary emotion, academic interest and readable works, as well as essays and conversations in different periods, which will be compiled into a book for readers to read. Li Siguang is a famous geologist in China and the founder of geomechanics.

He has been engaged in the research and teaching of paleontology, glaciology and geomechanics all his life, and has written a lot of geological works. Crossing the Horizon is his masterpiece.

This book attempts to change a new angle and comprehensively reflect Li Siguang's knowledge, quality of life and elegant cultural and artistic accomplishment in the form of literary prose.

4. High mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, slopes and forests

There are many kinds of rocks in Qian Shan, and the mountains are magnificent and beautiful.

Qinghai has beautiful mountains, high trees, lush valleys, green mountains and green waters.

There is a beautiful peak on the peak, nothing grows, and clouds are entangled.

Qifeng is majestic, and the mountains are clustered in Wanling, Qian Shan.

The mountains exposed from the clouds are floating in clusters like islands.

The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth.

The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other.

The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable.

The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood.

Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night.

The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy.

The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold.

The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square.

At the beginning of the morning, the mountains are like shy girls, looming and the sun is setting.

Standing here, it's strange that the mountain has changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-levels. They become very layered, messy, majestic and strange. Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time.

I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks. A closer look shows that the giant peak is like the Monkey King holding a golden hoop, and those small peaks are like monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, the Monkey King is taking his children to kill the worse. Under the pale sky, the mountains are as black as iron and solemn. The red sun rises and the peaks are deep blue. Then, the mist appeared, and the milky white yarn separated the heavy mountains, leaving only the blue peaks, which really looked like a refreshing landscape painting. After a while, the fog cleared again, and the bare rock wall and steep rock wall were dyed deep red by the sun's light and gradually turned into bronze, which was particularly magnificent against the background of green trees and fields.

There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even adventurous hunters just go to their feet to chase goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain, and never climb to its peak.

Nothing is more charming than the green hills bathed in the spring rain. The whole hillside is lush green. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.

On the knife-shaped hill, there are wisps of milky white fog, and a slender line is faintly visible in the fog.

This stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall.

The rain changed the atmosphere of the park. In the sea of clouds in the northwest, there are distant mountains like ink paintings, which are quite praised as "borrowing scenery" in garden architecture.