2. Appreciate the red maple forest and ignite your inner passion; Stop at the flowing white clouds and wake up the comfort in your heart; Enjoy the comfort of Shan Ye and wait for the peace of mind; Chew the splendor of sunrise and touch the splendor of life.
The West Lake in autumn is a mature landscape. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the shore smells so good that people really want to walk back and forth; On the lake, lotus leaves are like shy little girls. Everyone bowed their heads and hid. They are reminding, waiting for people to pick the lotus root under it. At this time, people rowed canoes, hummed leisurely songs and gently picked lotus roots. Those lotus roots are all white and fat, just like naked little dolls, which makes people fondle. If you just pick one from the basket, wash it and take a bite, it will be crisp and raw, and the taste will always be sweet to your heart.
4. Listen to the tinkling music of the stream, which is happiness; It is pleasant to stop at the elegant figure of white clouds; Appreciate the soft afterglow of the sunset, which is calm; Taste the broad mind of the sky, that is tolerance. World tourism day, travel happily, appreciate nature and experience life.
I like the yellow color of ginkgo leaves in autumn, especially in the light of street lamps. Against the backdrop of the night, that kind of yellow is not golden, a little delicate and a little subtle. There are few pedestrians on the road, and the ginkgo trees illuminated by street lamps are like oil paintings on canvas, which are beautiful. I also like the red maple leaf. It is so red that no pigment can set off such a strong color. I am dreaming that one day I can go to a big maple forest and wander alone in the maple forest, so that the red of maple leaves can flow into my blood. At this time, I remembered the poem "Stop and love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February". Presumably, the ancients also had a soft spot for maple leaves.
6. That night, there was not even a cloud, and the sky was blue and transparent. The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just rose from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide. Those dense poplar leaves, like running water, are rustling day and night, quietly and loudly flowing where people can't see them.
Lushan Mountain is famous for its beauty and fog. Fortunately, I saw the morning fog clouds on the five old peaks with my own eyes. I sat on the stone bench, and I looked up, ah! There are so many clouds floating overhead. Sometimes they spread very quickly, and as soon as the wind blows, they fly and hover irregularly; Sometimes they hold each other tightly, no matter how the wind blows, they can't pull it open. I don't know how many changes have taken place in an instant. I turned my head again and looked at another kind of cloud: they curled up from the valley and rose slowly, always as light as smoke and as thin as yarn, but they would not be blown away by the wind.
8. Running all the way, walking between green mountains and green waters, enjoying flowers and viewing the scenery, wishing for life, tired and tired. Travel thousands of miles every day, work hard, realize your long-cherished wish, and be sweet. People are gorgeous on the journey and pay attention to beautiful scenery. World tourism day, Happy Travel, Enjoy Beautiful Scenery, Wonderful Shooting and Happy Collection!
9. Mountains and water go hand in hand, so that souls can be honed, reincarnated and met in the sandstorm of the years. "Why do you keep flowing?" Dashan asked. "Isn't fertile land worth cultivating, setbacks worth facing and pain worth dissolving?" The water did not answer, but it still magnified the pain, rolled up thousands of waves, flooded the village and made it look ferocious.
10, the full moon will gradually rise to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.
1 1. The water of Qinhuai River is blue and turbid; Does it look thick but not greasy, or is it condensed from the gold powder of the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the ship, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so quiet and euphemistic. On the one hand, we dreamed of the endless sky, on the other hand, we were fascinated by paper and money. When the lights were shining, the gloom became heavy. The hazy water is like a dream, and the occasional flashing light is the eyes of the dream.
12, at first glance, the sparse forest, the faint moon and the blue sky are quite like the sight of crossing the river; Over there, it is dark and seems to hide endless darkness; It's almost incredible that the Qinhuai River is bustling, but the dizzy lights, criss-crossing scrolls, melodious flute rhyme and squeaky huqin sound in the river finally let us know the green Qinhuai River, and the sky here is more bare, which makes us feel late at night; From the sunny Shui Ying, what we feel is only the thin night, which is the night of Qinhuai River.
13, the wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. A breeze blew, just like a mother's hand gently stroking her face. I like that feeling, cool. To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicacies, silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind.
14, it's really strange to stand here. The mountains have completely changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen on the plain or halfway up the mountain. 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.
15, 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.