Summer Prose of Xing 'an Lake

Everyone will write prose in their study, work or life, right? Prose is not limited by time and space. Writing prose is inseparable from events most of the time. I believe many people find prose difficult to write, right? The following is the essay "Summer in Xing 'an Lake" that I compiled for you. Welcome to read the collection.

Summer Prose of Xing 'an Lake

Xia Zhishi, my friends and I once again came to the beautiful Xing 'an Lake. This is my fifth time here, and every time I think about it, I feel different.

The majestic Xing 'an Lake Reservoir is a national-level large-scale water control project integrating flood control, water supply, power generation and irrigation. It is located in Cui Luan, 20 kilometers away from Yichun. Surrounded by the main tributaries of Cui Luan, the reservoir area is in harmony with the landscape of Qixiufeng and Shanshui Paradise. The first dam of He Lan Dam is like a silver wall, which is magnificent and has pleasant scenery.

In the early morning, we rode a motorcycle from Cui Luan to the reservoir area along a flat road. Along the way, the magnificent scenery on both sides of the highway is beautiful and unique, flowers and trees of different shapes surround each other, wild flowers on the mountain are about to open, and birds on the trees gather together to whisper, as if telling the story of spring and telling people that beautiful summer has arrived.

In the blink of an eye, we came to the top of the reservoir dam and slowly came to the south side of the He Lan dam. I saw the protective fence made of cement lined up on the dam, just like a sacred sentry guarding the dam day and night. The asphalt concrete pavement on the dam is straight and wide, and tourists on the dam are weaving and competing to take pictures from time to time. What we show on the right is a huge reservoir gate, which effectively blocks the eastward flow of water in the reservoir area. Looking around, the bottom of the gate and the shore are more than 20 meters deep, which is frightening.

? With the drift, the pictures painted by blue sky, lake light and mountains blend with each other, forming a charming landscape like a "scene". The endless lake slowly flows and ripples under the breeze, colliding with the shore from time to time to stir up layers of waves, which is full of emotion and imagination. The lake is as clear as sapphire, and the gorge is as magnificent as Pinghu.

The vegetation on the steep hillside near the lake has been gently covered with a layer of dark green, which seems to be full of vitality in spring. Trees of various shapes have begun to grow dense tender leaves, and the breeze is blowing gently, dancing from side to side, as if dancers are dancing heartily, and as if groups of children are playing and singing heartily. ...

Xing 'an Lake in summer is very beautiful. Xing 'an Lake Reservoir is like a bright pearl. Under the sunshine in summer, it looks more colorful, magnificent and magnificent. It will always be embedded in the towering mountain top of Luancheng.

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Heart lake prose

There is a lake on campus, which people call Heart Lake.

The location of the heart lake was originally a small reservoir. In the construction planning of the new campus, due to the needs of construction, some reservoirs have been filled up, which may be an act of god. It is next to the canteen, and the rest of the reservoir actually looks like a very regular heart. Looking from the tall building, we named this water area "Heart Lake" and called the road around it "Heart Road". Slowly, the heart lake and the heart road here have become the cultural landmarks of our school.

The clear heart lake, sometimes calm and sometimes surging, whether quiet or rippling, is an irreplaceable landscape on campus and will eventually become a profound memory in every student's life. Heart Lake is waiting for this field of its own, which is full of kindness, responsibility and deep love. It contains a nature, a life and even a big world!

This heart-shaped lake was not artificially dug out to build such a heart shape, but was formed in nature. This is a gift from God to the campus. Although it is not in the center of the campus, a stream winds in, and a pavilion stands on the shore, surrounded by scattered campus buildings, which is unique.

This heart lake is not what we want, but it is already here. It always existed here, but we found it. Jinxi is the hometown of Lu Jiuyuan, a philosopher and educator in the Southern Song Dynasty. Lu Xiangshan's thought of "Mind Learning" is an indispensable peak of China's Confucianism. Jinxi was also crowned as the "hometown of the heart". It is the "theory of mind" that has a deep foundation in Jinxi. Facing the "heart lake" on campus, the phrase "one heart and one love" suddenly popped up in my mind.

Jinxi No.1 Middle School, with a history of 80 years, will never forget its first principal, Mr. Zeng Zhonglu. When Japanese militarists trampled on China's land, he refused the invitation of senior officials studying in Japan, failed to fulfill his responsibility for the Japanese invaders, and resolutely returned to his hometown of Jinxi with his family from Beijing day and night. After returning to his hometown, he continued to carry out the thought of saving the country through education, raised funds in various ways and founded Jinxi Middle School. Under the Japanese artillery fire, the school moved many times. He didn't fear or give up. He insisted on the initial intention of education, spread an educational love and passed on the fire of Jinxi education. When the frontline soldiers fought bravely in the anti-Japanese battlefield, he used the campus "Moon Drama Club" to organize students' benefit performances, and personally staged performances. All the money for the benefit performances was donated to the front. As he said, "heaven and earth must be open individuals, and when the nation is in danger, it must be the soul of China." His heart is the initial heart passed down from generation to generation in Jinxi No.1 Middle School, which embodies the educational spirit of Jinxi No.1 Middle School and the educational soul of Jinxi No.1 Middle School.

The heart lake on campus was not deliberately created by people, let alone carefully created by others. This seems to be a natural wonder. With the development of Jinxi No.1 Middle School, today, an inner strength is condensing in Jinxi No.1 Middle School. Jinxi No.1 Middle School follows the viewpoint of Lu Xiangshan's "mind learning", takes people as the core of nature and society, and takes "human heart is the heart of the universe" as the concept to establish the concept of "mind education" in the new period. By highlighting the culture of "heart", we can further establish the "spirit" of teachers and students in Jinxi No.1 Middle School.

The wave in the heart lake is the rhythm of the heart, the rhythm of the heart is the voice of the soul, and the voice of the soul is the spirit of teachers and students in Jinxi No.1 Middle School. When you are walking on the heart road, you hear the sound of the heart lake. This voice is not artificial, but powerful; Be quiet, but be patient; Not violent, but firm.

There is no noise in the heart lake, it is so bright and clear on campus, so clear, warm as spring water in the wind and in front of your eyes. I think one is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that the hometown of that heart is a place you will never forget. This is the heart lake.

Prose of Zhaoyang Lake

On the morning of early spring, I ran around Zhaoyang Lake, and the warm wind blew on my face. The lake is warm and humid, with a flowing warmth. The clear light shines on the lake, and the shadow on the shore is reflected in the water. Shadows, green trees and grass under green trees seem to be connected into layers of jasper. The water without shadow is light white before white, and the whole lake is mixed with reflection, dark green, light green and light white.

There are thin yellow leaves on the poplar trees by the lake, hanging gently on the shore. The breeze is blowing, but I want to stretch my dance, but I have a lazy spring sleep. Some unknown birds are running around in the tree, making nice calls. There is green grass under the tree, some well-known and unknown wild flowers in the grass, and some bees, butterflies and various bugs are dancing and buzzing among the flowers.

Sometimes I go for a walk by the lake in the afternoon and see several students sitting by the lake sketching. Young and sunny, they are sitting on the grass by the lake, holding a picture clip in one hand and a brush in the other, staring at the lake, staring at the trees and flowers, drawing, rubbing and leaving the scenery by the lake with a pen. They draw quietly and intently. This scene reminds me of Bian's poem Broken Chapter. The people standing on the bridge watching the scenery have become the scenery of others, and the teachers and students who draw pictures have also become the characters in my eyes.

Occasionally wandering around the lake, there is light rain in the sky, and thin rain lines are woven into curtains, connecting the sky and the ground. The whole lake is moist, like a freehand brushwork ink painting. It's raining harder and harder, and the leaves are wet. The water drops washed down from the leaves rolled on the grass leaves and splashed to the ground. Outside the lake, it is dripping and wet.

In summer, Zhaoyang Lake is cool in summer. You can't stay at home at night. Go to the lake and sit on the bench on the raft. The lake is slightly windy, so you can stay facing the lake until midnight. I always like to lie on my back on a wooden bench, next to sparse, straight and few branches of Chinese fir. Looking up, there are piles of stars, some bright, some dark and some fuzzy spots. I wanted to be an astronomer when I was a child. At night, I always like to sit in the yard and count the stars. I quietly pointed to the constellation chart memorized from the extracurricular book. Sirius, Scorpio, Ursa major and Ursa minor, but now I don't know which is which. Even the cowherd and the weaver girl on both sides of the galaxy can't tell the difference. Sometimes I squint slightly, and the stars in the sky move and shake before my eyes. I seem to be asleep, too. Suddenly, a drop of water fell on my face, and my eyes were full of stars when I was surprised. Sometimes I can see the stars walking, yellow and small, like a bug flying at a constant speed. It's time to be a satellite, so I just lay in a daze. I seem to have gone back to my childhood, enjoying the cool on a small bridge in the country. At that time, there were many people, and now I am alone.

My son swam in the summer vacation, and I accompanied him to Zhaoyang Lake. The lake is crowded with people, young parents, children with rubber bands, young boys and girls. Some of them sit on rafts and stir the lake with their feet, some swim around the lake, and some struggle to paddle across the cable bridge. We are usually on the sand island in the southeast corner of the lake. There are many people, men, women and children. I like to go west along the island and walk to the middle of the lake. I am floating on the lake, comfortable and natural. Sometimes I lie on my back in the middle of the water and look at the sky and the colorful clouds in the sky. Next to me, the laughter fades away. There is only the sound of water in my ear, and the sky seems to be very close to you, with rosy clouds. The waves are rough. I lie on my back in the water and look at the sky. I look at the clouds in the sky and blend with the water and the sky.

Summer and autumn rainy season, heavy rain at night. When I get up in the morning, the air is fresh and fragrant. When you walk along the lake, you often see piles of crucian carp biting seeds. They gathered at the lake, chasing each other and splashing. You walk up to them and they ignore you. When you crouched down to catch them, they swam away screaming. These fish are timid at this time, and they don't care about small moves or silence. Sometimes you fail to catch them once, and then they gather there again. Some people put on some poplar crucian carp and take them home to cook wild crucian carp soup. These seed-biting fish are just like men and women in love. They accidentally lose their heads and tails for love, and some of them eventually become people's snacks.

On autumn nights, I also like to take a walk by the lake. Crickets are singing, slugs are singing, and other insects are singing from time to time. Sometimes several fireflies carry lanterns and twinkle in the grass. There are ripples on the lake, and the crisp moon is reflected in the lake, like a swaying and elongated silver plate. On holidays, the colorful lights on the TV tower are reflected in the water, shining with unpredictable light. The night on the lake is as cold as water, and the night on the water surface is as cold as the sky.

Sometimes, boys and girls in Hubei will put lanterns in lanterns cages, which they call wishing lanterns. The girls held lanterns and opened the curtains. The boy took out a lighter from his pocket, blocked the wind with his hand and waxed it. When the light is on, the column emits warm orange. As the candlelight shook, the lights expanded and a hot gas rushed up. Full of piety, the girl made a wish and let go.

In winter, Zhaoyang Lake is very cold, and there are often cold winds blowing by the lake. Arundo donax is yellow, green bamboo is green. Most of the trees are bare, some have some dead leaves, shaking their cables in the wind, and some evergreen trees stand there, not afraid of the cold.

Sometimes when I walk by the lake in the morning, the ground is white frost, mixed with grass and evergreen leaves. The raft was frosted, so it was a little slippery. Pay special attention when walking on it, or you will fall down at any time.

In 3949, the lake often froze. Occasionally it snows heavily, and the trees and branches by the lake become fat. There is some thick snow on the surrounding path, which won't melt for several days. When you step on it, it will make a creaking sound and make you feel relaxed. The whole lake is almost frozen. The frozen surface is snow, and the middle of the lake is white with shallow edges. It is white and white, and there is no ice.

I saw the change of seasons and the rise and fall of vegetation in Zhaoyang Lake.

Huahu prose

Huahu Lake is a place that was repeatedly encouraged by different friends, but failed to make a trip in July three years later. There are Xi 'an-Hanzhong-Jiuzhaigou; There are from Baoji to Tianshui. I was envious several times before, because things didn't go with you. This year, I finally arranged time to come with the boss of Hualuan International Travel Service, whom I am familiar with, in the spring. I often listen to his advice when traveling and decide my itinerary.

This time I was in Qinghai Lake and Gannan, so I took his advice and came to Gannan. In addition to mild altitude sickness, it is too cold in the morning and evening, and it is necessary to wear wool to get wind, or thin cardigan, or coat. In Xi 'an and Xianyang, the temperature is 42 degrees, and I was photographed in a circle of friends wearing a cashmere cloak by the Yellow River, the first bay in the world, which really made me hate. ...

Wang Xiaoyuan, the tour guide, is a talented female tour guide and does her homework well. Her explanation made me clearly sort out all kinds of Tibetan Buddhism. I expressed my gratitude and admiration to her in Guoman Wetland, and she hugged me happily.

When we arrived at Huahu from langmusi, it was just nine o'clock in the morning, and we were the first tourists of Huahu. And fortunately, I actually met a 75-year-old Sichuan-born Australian Tibetan Buddhist living Buddha and his party. What luck! I'm not afraid of being late! The tour guide said, "Huahu Lake is a place where the body is in hell and the eyes are in heaven." The body has to endure the discomfort of the plateau, but the eyes enjoy the beauty of heaven. This statement is correct.

There are white and yellow flowers in the lake, and the water plants divide the lake into several small lakes, which reminds me of Qiandao Lake.

Black-necked cranes fly around in the air like dancers who like to perform.

The blue sky is inlaid with white clouds. It seems that only the sky above your head is the highest, surrounded by a huge tent, connected with aquatic plants, lakes and mountains, and you feel like you have feathered into blue sky and white clouds in an instant.

The mother duck in the water takes her children to feed in the water, the flowers in the water are enchanting, and the horses grazing on the grassland in the distance are serene and quiet, only feeling the lack of language in an instant.

Tourists have also become beautiful free-flowing flowers. Tourists dressed in gorgeous outdoor clothes posed for photos.

The lake is rich in aquatic plants, and it is as pleasant as a fairy to take a nap in the pavilion beside the wooden bridge.

Although the plateau lacks oxygen, in such a green and lush place, I only feel the fresh air and the instructions of the scenic spot.

Signs remind tourists from time to time that the plateau is short of oxygen, so please don't run. I didn't have a chance to escape. I just walked to enjoy the scenery and stopped to take pictures.

Photographers with tripods and gun barrels can be seen everywhere, waiting intently for black-necked cranes, or ducks, or fish in the lake, or horses in the distance to take the most wonderful moments.

You can also see young women lying on the bridge taking pictures, and they are very worried that they will fall into the water.

There are also men and women in their 60 s and 70 s, who are fiddling with their postures by the younger generation, sitting back to back by the bridge, holding hands, while they can still walk, while time is still good, leaving a romantic shadow in their later years.

From time to time, Tibetan Buddhist monks play in twos and threes, speaking Tibetan that they don't understand.

The most lively are middle-aged women, dressed in gorgeous clothes and colorful shawls, posing for photos like no one's watching.

For urbanites who shuttle through reinforced concrete buildings all day, the vastness and wilderness of Huahu Lake will make your tired aesthetics beautiful; Relieve your tired mood; Sweep away the city dust in your heart. Bring you complete intoxication and complete relaxation.

Beautiful water, beautiful grass, beautiful flowers, beautiful birds, blue sky and white clouds, the small flowers in the lake are as gorgeous as dreams, leading to the trestle as the horizon, extending between the blue sky and white clouds ... Huahu will make you realize the artistic conception of "once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever".