Writing a composition in Longpanhe, Chuzhou.

On the morning of summer vacation, my parents and I went to Liangfengjiang Forest Park to play. Along the way, I was like a bird eager to fly, looking forward to coming to that beautiful place as soon as possible.

The car stopped at the gate of the forest park, and we walked into the park with the cool wind, and immediately placed ourselves in a gloomy forest! There are so many trees in the park that they cover the sky. Outside, we feel sunny, but in the park, we can't see the shadow of the sun. Only by occasionally throwing a little light through that gap can we feel the existence of the sun. It is said that there are 1700 kinds of trees here. Tall and straight trees can be seen everywhere, reaching into the sky. If you look up, your hat will fall off. Fallen leaves fall from trees, dancing in the park like beautiful golden butterflies. The scene is really charming. The leaves have fallen and accumulated a thick layer on the ground. Walking on the path and stepping on the continuous leaves makes a "squeaky" sound, just like listening to a beautiful song, which is very comfortable. The most interesting thing is that the vines hanging on the tall trees are thick and long. The staff weaved them into ropes and made a strong swing. Sitting on them, I really feel happier than a fairy.

2. Write a composition on a spring night in Chuzhou, Xixi. After a spring rain, the sky becomes blue, flowers and plants are more energetic after drinking enough rain, leaves are spotless by rain, birds are singing freely, and the air becomes particularly fresh. The poet walked briskly and unconsciously came to the river. The grass by the river is green. Some people like big trees, but little people like grass, but poets like grass with strong character. At this time, a crisp voice sounded from the poet's ear, and the voice was so sweet. I looked up and saw that it was an oriole singing, but why can't I see an oriole? At present, this big tree is very lush, and the leaves cover the body of the oriole, so I only hear the cry and can't see the oriole. Because in the spring night, the spring rain falls big and fast, just like the river is full and the riverbed is widened. Looking ahead, there is a boat in the middle of the river, and there is no one on board. The ferryman also went home. The boat rippled in the river and floated on the water. The poet was fascinated by this scene, as if the body and nature were integrated. So Shi Xing wrote this poem: I feel sorry for the grass, there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

I like the weeds growing by the river very much. They are so quiet and interesting. Deep in the forest along the river bank, there is a constant cry of orioles, which is so euphemistic and beautiful. Because of the spring rain in the evening, the river flows more rapidly like the tide; In the dusk of the wilderness ferry, no one crossed the river, only the boat floated alone by the river. Late tides and spring rains make the water more urgent. The rural ferry, originally there were not many pedestrians, is even more deserted at the moment. So, even the boatman disappeared, and the empty ferry floated freely and carefree.

3. I have been writing a composition of about 400 words in Xixi Chuzhou, so I haven't come to Chuzhou for a long time to make a secretariat. He stole for a long time. In this leisurely afternoon, he unconsciously went to the stream in the western suburbs of Chuzhou. It is said that it has a name called "Shangmahe", but people are still used to calling it "Xijian".

I walked carefully along the stream, afraid to touch the grass I love, they are like inexperienced children, innocent; Like a hermit who doesn't compete with the world, away from the noise of the world and the neon of the city, even if the world is attractive again, it is not for the heart. They come in early spring and go in autumn, carefree and happy, as if time had stopped here and left them alone.

A few crisp voices came from behind the hill in the distance. It must be an oriole standing in the treetop, chirping spring. It is also ignorant of the world and carefree, so that the clear ditty instantly renders the world in front of you bright green and clean.

With the arrival of dusk, it is a hurried spring rain that moistens all the scenery in the painting and looks like a splash-ink landscape painting with strong ancient style. Soon, the stream was filled with river water, and with a slow momentum, it went downstream. Maybe the outside world is wonderful.

The stream flows through a long-abandoned ferry, and a solitary boat lies on it. When the rain seeps in and the stream beats, it is quiet, quiet, with the wind lying across and the rain hitting the boat. No one knows where it came from, let alone where it is going. Just like no one knows that "whoever sees the moon for the first time by the river, the moon shines on people".

It was not until I stepped on a puddle that I realized that the rain had wet my whole body, which I didn't know before. On the way back, I kept thinking: maybe I should have been the grass by the stream, or the lonely boat If so, you can wander among the mountains and rivers and enjoy yourself without remembering the way home.

4. Rewrite the 300-word composition "In Xixi Chuzhou" in Xixi Chuzhou, and rewrite the green hills around Chuzhou City.

On a bright spring day, I unconsciously walked to the stream in the western suburbs of Chuzhou and wanted to go sightseeing in the valley. The river in the mountain stream flows down the top of the mountain leisurely, and the water is gurgling, colliding with the protruding rocks in the river from time to time, tinkling.

The grass beside the stream is scattered all over the floor, with different colors; But most of the stems and leaves are fat, and the grass is growing, eye-catching, eye-catching, extending to the end of the river. Occasionally, several slender grasses can be found in the cracks of rocks, swaying and dancing with the wind under the protection of rocks.

A few crisp voices came from behind the hill in the distance. It must be an oriole standing in the treetop, chirping spring. It is also ignorant of the world and carefree, so that the clear ditty instantly renders the world in front of you bright green and clean.

With the arrival of dusk, suddenly, the storm was raging and the situation changed suddenly. Suddenly I found it foggy in the east, and soon, dark clouds rolled in. It seems that a heavy rain is coming.

I stopped and walked leisurely down the hill. Within a few steps, it began to rain cats and dogs, and my clothes were wet. The stream is soaring and the water is rushing, such as spring tide and spray splashing.

The stream flows through a long-abandoned ferry, and a solitary boat lies on it. When the rain seeps in and the stream beats, it is quiet, quiet, with the wind lying across and the rain hitting the boat. No one knows where it came from, let alone where it is going.

The boat drifted freely in the swift river. Seeing this scene, my mind was suddenly enlightened, my mood was suddenly enlightened, and I smiled.

5. Describe the Pavilion City Chuzhou Composition 200 words In the Xixi of Chuzhou, it is spring in March. On a sunny morning, the air is filled with a dry and refreshing fragrance, which is the smell of wood baked by the sun.

The sky is clean, like a large piece of light blue transparent glass. When the first ray of warm sunshine shines on the earth, the soft spring breeze sprinkles warmth on everything in the world.

Peach blossoms, like a girl's heart, emerge from the branches unconsciously. I sat by the window alone and watched the willows sprout. Only then did I realize that spring had come.

On a whim, I want to go to Chuzhou on Xixi to see the spring scenery. I walked at a brisk pace to Chuzhou by the Xixi River. Along the way, orioles sang tactfully, green willows danced gracefully, wild flowers bloomed everywhere, and birds showed their beautiful voices on the branches.

The grass shows an oily green posture, and Miss Liu combs her long hair against the crystal clear river. Spring is colorful, and Chuzhou on Xixi adds a touch of green to it. Some people like the willow trees with "Jasper as high as a tree and a tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk hanging down", while others like the alpine waterfalls with "Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days".

I only like the sentence "Wildfire never consumes them, they grow taller in the spring breeze;" Thousands of blows are still strong, and you are a weed in the east, west, north and south. The clear spring flowing in the mountain stream washed them spotless, and the grass was so quiet and interesting.

Deep in the lush forest, waves of crisp voices sounded from my ears, and the voice was so euphemistic. Ah! This is the oriole singing, and the swallows come to enjoy the fun of spring with the oriole.

At this time, the "Ding Dong" sound of the spring water, the "rustling" sound of the spring breeze blowing through the Woods, and the wonderful voice of the oriole, what a wonderful spring symphony! Evening is always coming, and the spring rain is falling on the river, which is even more urgent! Like the tide, the river filled all the small rivers. At dusk in the wilderness ferry, no one crossed the river and everything seemed very quiet. What a lonely boat floating on the river.

6. In Chuzhou on Xixi, rewrite this composition into three paragraphs with 500 words. One spring night, after a spring rain, the sky turned blue, flowers and plants were more energetic after drinking enough rain, leaves were spotless by rain, birds were singing freely, the air outside Zhizhi Island became fresh, and the poet walked briskly and unconsciously came to the river, where the grass was lush. Some people like big trees, while others like grass. However, poets like strong grass. At this time, a crisp voice sounded from the poet's ear. The sound is so sweet. I looked up, it turned out to be an oriole singing, but why can't I see an oriole? At present, this big tree is very lush, and the leaves cover the body of the oriole, so I only hear the cry and can't see the oriole. Because in the spring night, the spring rain is big and urgent, just like the river is full and the riverbed is widened. Looking ahead, there is a boat in the middle of the river, and there is no one on board. The ferryman also went home. The boat is rippling in the river and on the water.

7. I wrote a composition of 180 words in Xixi Chuzhou. Spring night, after a spring rain, the sky becomes blue, flowers and plants are more energetic after drinking enough rain, leaves are spotless by rain, and birds are singing freely. E69DA5E6BA9062616964757A 68696416F31333963938 The air has become exceptionally fresh. The poet walked briskly and unconsciously came to the river. The grass by the river is green. Some people like big trees, some people like grass, but poets like strong grass.

At this time, a crisp voice sounded from the poet's ear, and the voice was so sweet. I looked up and saw that it was an oriole singing, but why can't I see an oriole? At present, this big tree is very lush, and the leaves cover the body of the oriole, so I only hear the cry and can't see the oriole. Because in the spring night, the spring rain falls big and fast, just like the river is full and the riverbed is widened. Looking ahead, there is a boat in the middle of the river, and there is no one on board. The ferryman also went home. The boat rippled in the river and floated on the water.

The poet was fascinated by this scene, as if the body and nature were integrated. So Shi Xing wrote this poem: I feel sorry for the grass, there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

I like the weeds growing by the river very much. They are so quiet and interesting. Deep in the forest along the river bank, there is a constant cry of orioles, which is so euphemistic and beautiful. Because of the spring rain in the evening, the river flows more rapidly like the tide; In the dusk of the wilderness ferry, no one crossed the river, only the boat floated alone by the river.

Late tides and spring rains make the water more urgent. The rural ferry, originally there were not many pedestrians, is even more deserted at the moment.

So, even the boatman disappeared, and the empty ferry floated freely and carefree.

8. Rewrite the 300-word composition "In Xixi Chuzhou" in Xixi Chuzhou, and rewrite the green hills around Chuzhou City.

On a bright spring day, I unconsciously walked to the stream in the western suburbs of Chuzhou and wanted to go sightseeing in the valley. The river in the mountain stream flows down the top of the mountain leisurely, and the water is gurgling, colliding with the protruding rocks in the river from time to time, tinkling.

The grass beside the stream is scattered all over the floor, with different colors; But most of the stems and leaves are fat, and the grass is growing, eye-catching, eye-catching, extending to the end of the river. Occasionally, several slender grasses can be found in the cracks of rocks, swaying and dancing with the wind under the protection of rocks.

A few crisp voices came from behind the hill in the distance. It must be an oriole standing in the treetop, chirping spring. It is also ignorant of the world and carefree, so that the clear ditty instantly renders the world in front of you bright green and clean.

With the arrival of dusk, suddenly, the storm was raging and the situation changed suddenly. Suddenly I found it foggy in the east, and soon, dark clouds rolled in. It seems that a heavy rain is coming.

I stopped and walked leisurely down the hill. Within a few steps, it began to rain cats and dogs, and my clothes were wet. The stream is soaring and the water is rushing, such as spring tide and spray splashing.

The stream flows through a long-abandoned ferry, and a solitary boat lies on it. When the rain seeps in and the stream beats, it is quiet, quiet, with the wind lying across and the rain hitting the boat. No one knows where it came from, let alone where it is going.

The boat drifted freely in the swift river. Seeing this scene, my mind was suddenly enlightened, my mood was suddenly enlightened, and I smiled.