The airplane in the early morning was like flying alone in the days without anyone互相关注点赞
It's ridiculous to say that last time I accidentally hit someone while riding my bike, I fell down and scraped my arm, causing blood to flow out. My white jacket quickly got a red stain, and I was stunned. I stood up awkwardly and helped up the bike. After the person left, I took out my phone and helplessly dialed your number. It wasn't until your voice sounded that I realized we had nothing to do with each other. When you asked me where I was, I heard a hint of anxiety mixed in your voice. I reported my location and soon saw you. You looked at me a little surprised, so you helped me to the hospital. The taxi driver looked at you and joked, "Is it your girlfriend? She was in such a hurry just now. When you casually said it was my sister, my heart hurt a bit, and I didn't answer and looked out the window. The scenery outside the window is beautiful. Although it's not the first time I've been sitting in the same car with you, I still feel suffocated and suppressed. After getting off the car, the doctor was in pain while bandaging me, and I cried. You gently wiped my tears, and suddenly I cried even more fiercely. After the doctor left, I asked with red eyes if you could go back to the past? You hesitated. I asked you why you came? Don't get used to it with a calm expression. I looked up helplessly, tears streaming down my face, and remained silent. Later, your girlfriend came and glanced at me, showing off and pulling you away. I also left
Surrounded by mountains. The peaks in the southwest are particularly beautiful, and the forests and valleys are particularly beautiful. Looking at them with grandeur and deep beauty, one can see Langya. Walking six or seven miles in the mountains, gradually hearing the sound of water gurgling and flowing between two peaks, brewing springs. As the road turns, there is a pavilion with wings overlooking the spring, the Drunken Weng Pavilion. Who is the pavilion maker? The monk of the mountain is also wise and immortal. Who is the one named? The governor claimed to be so. The prefect and his guests came here to drink, but they only drank a little and got drunk at the highest age, so they called themselves Drunken Weng. The meaning of a drunken man is not about wine, but about the scenery between mountains and rivers. The joy of mountains and waters lies in the wine that resides in the heart.
Originally, the title made people feel like writing a narrative with a story plot, but the author not only creatively depicted the scenery, but also achieved a touching purpose.
The author's language, structure, and insights are all very good. This essay inspires students to leave some space for landscape composition when brainstorming when writing essays.
Many essay topics, when written about scenery, often lead to high scores. Of course, your writing skills also need to be good. The writing style is not good enough, not delicate enough, and if one insists on depicting scenery, it is easy to imitate others.
When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall,
The night is quiet and the spring is empty.
The moon startles the mountain birds,
Amidst the spring stream, the sound of time resounds.
This is a landscape poem that depicts the peaceful and beautiful night scenery in the mountains. The whole poem closely follows the word "stillness" and vividly outlines a landscape painting of "birds singing in the mountains, making them even more secluded".
The whole poem aims to write about stillness, but it uses movement to contrast stillness, which is similar to the saying 'birds sing in the mountains, making them even more secluded', and further highlights the author's Zen heart and interest.
Cuiyuan is full of red, fragrant and sunny scenery. Qixi Liuying, with a continuous appearance from top to bottom. Zimo leisurely follows the golden wheels. Horseshoes tread on the green outskirts of spring. Dreaming of spring after a long sleep. The past is long gone, full of countless thoughts. Smoke and rain fill the mountains intermittently. The person leisurely leans on the idle music.
White horse and golden fortress, clouds and sand swirling around dreams. That's a sad festival, far from remembering the border town. Fireflies fly in autumn, the windows are full, and the monthly frost is late. Destroy the leaves of wutong and the branches of crabapple trees. I am always alone, unable to see, shedding tears and realizing it
Grass Boat Borrowing Arrows: Zhuge Liang took advantage of the foggy weather and ordered his soldiers to sail the grass boat close to Cao's camp. Through the straw man on the grass boat, he borrowed arrows from Cao's army and successfully completed the mission.
Alone facing the gloomy Jiang Feng fishing fire, an indescribable melancholy surged in my heart, as if deeply infected by the melancholy of the night and unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Alone facing the gloomy Jiang Feng fishing fire, an indescribable melancholy surged in my heart, as if deeply infected by the melancholy of the night and unable to fall asleep for a long time.