Standing on the top of a high mountain, looking up, Bazhong is surrounded by mountains. The mountains are rugged, mountainous and magnificent, like a huge original painting screen, rolling and undulating. Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant Weng, holding his breath and staring magnificently. On the mountain, a lush tree, caressed by the breeze, kept swaying its delicate and strong body, and the leaves played cheerful music, which seemed to welcome me. Xiaohua shyly hid beside Brother Tree, sticking out her little head and looking at the beautiful world. Flowers are colorful, dancing in a light and cheerful "swan dance", butterflies are playing hide-and-seek among the flowers, and colorful wings are opening and closing, as if dancing for small flowers!
Walking down the steps, there is a green bamboo forest. Ye Er is lush, colorful and transparent, with bamboo festivals one after another, which deserves to be called "bamboo flowers rising day by day"!
Looking from the top of the mountain, there is a clear stream with a clear wind bottom. The water in the stream chases and fights with each other, like a happy child, and from time to time, it makes a splash! Laughter, very happy! Under the sunshine, they shine with golden light from time to time, like a long silver belt and a snake. Occasionally, the stream rushes to the shore, and there are always thousands of snowflake-like waves, which are beautiful. The willows on both sides of the stream are also sprouting, and the spring breeze combs the long hair of the willows. It is really "the spring breeze in February is like scissors".
Is the blue sky in Bazhong beautiful? Beautiful! Sitting by the stream, I looked up. In the blue sky, there are no wild geese, only a cluster of clouds coming with the wind, like a long historical smoke, telling the vicissitudes of human beings. After a while, the mother wind blew slowly and melted in the blue night sky.
This mountain is surrounded by this water, which reflects this mountain. Coupled with the changes in the sky, bright flowers and dense trees, isn't it more beautiful to set off the mountains and rivers in Bazhong?
I love my hometown, and I love the mountains, rivers, grasses and trees in my hometown. The mountains in my hometown, although not as majestic as Mount Tai and as beautiful as Mount Emei, are so resolute and full of blood. The water in my hometown, although not as calm as the Lijiang River and not as good as the West Lake, is so unique and charming.
Standing on the top of a high mountain, looking up, Bazhong is surrounded by mountains. The mountains are rugged, mountainous and magnificent, like a huge original painting screen, rolling and undulating. Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant Weng, holding his breath and staring magnificently. On the mountain, a lush tree, caressed by the breeze, kept swaying its delicate and strong body, and the leaves played cheerful music, which seemed to welcome me. Xiaohua shyly hid beside Brother Tree, sticking out her little head and looking at the beautiful world. Flowers are colorful, dancing in a light and cheerful "swan dance", butterflies are playing hide-and-seek among the flowers, and colorful wings are opening and closing, as if dancing for small flowers!
Walking down the steps, there is a green bamboo forest. Ye Er is lush, colorful and transparent, with bamboo festivals one after another, which deserves to be called "bamboo flowers rising day by day"!
Looking from the top of the mountain, there is a clear stream with a clear wind bottom. The water in the stream chases and fights with each other, like a happy child, and from time to time, it makes a splash! Laughter, very happy! Under the sunshine, they shine with golden light from time to time, like a long silver belt and a snake. Occasionally, the stream rushes to the shore, and there are always thousands of snowflake-like waves, which are beautiful. The willows on both sides of the stream are also sprouting, and the spring breeze combs the long hair of the willows. It is really "the spring breeze in February is like scissors".
Is the blue sky in Bazhong beautiful? Beautiful! Sitting by the stream, I looked up. In the blue sky, there are no wild geese, only a cluster of clouds coming with the wind, like a long historical smoke, telling the vicissitudes of human beings. After a while, the mother wind blew slowly and melted in the blue night sky.
This mountain is surrounded by this water, which reflects this mountain. Coupled with the changes in the sky, bright flowers and dense trees, isn't it more beautiful to set off the mountains and rivers in Bazhong?
I think some nice words are the air in Bazhong and scenic spots. The environmental protection of Guangwu Mountain and Luoshui River is good. If it is bad, the Baheba River will become less and less dirty, and there will be too many sand diggers. And we Bazhong people have a lot of environmental awareness, which is quite poor.
Autumn in my hometown is a warm and pleasant season. Although it is about to enter the biting winter, it is still full of warm feelings everywhere. The leaves in the autumn wind are yellow and green. Occasionally, scattered leaves will fall on the street, but under the lush trees, there will still be dark green grass everywhere, lying on the grass like a green carpet.
The long-awaited Spring Festival is coming, and our family sat around the table and talked about it.
Grandma with a cup of tea in her hand said to my father and me:
"Life in the past was not good. I can't eat any meat during the holiday. Someone came and caught a handful of dried beans, and everyone was very happy. There are seven sisters in our family, and all the lucky money is given to the youngest. I am the youngest one. I often use money to buy one or two sugar cane to eat. I take the sugar cane home, and everyone can't be happier. " "What? One or two sugarcane is so happy? " I was surprised and asked my grandmother, "Yes! How can it be compared with now! " "Grandma, can you wear new clothes for the New Year?" I asked, "Most of them are for the small ones." Grandma added, "We did this during the Spring Festival."
Dad sitting there couldn't bear the excitement in his heart for a long time, so dad talked about his Spring Festival at that time. Dad said:
"My age! It's better than when I was a mother. It's almost the New Year. Children all say a nursery rhyme:' carrots are sweet and I look forward to the New Year'. There will be a small plate of candy and a small plate of meat on the table during the Spring Festival. The red envelope sent by parents is also one or two dollars. " "How so little!" My words disturbed my father who was recalling the past. "Son, this is not too little. I used to earn more than 20! " Dad went on to say; "At that time, on New Year's Eve, every family only put firecrackers at fifty cents, and adults bought new clothes for their children. This is my Spring Festival. "
When my father finished, I proudly said, "Now the lucky money given by adults is at least 100 yuan. On New Year's Eve, there are many styles of firecrackers, such as "Fairy Scattering Flowers" and "Music Cannon" ... Alas! I don't know. Everyone smiled at the reunion dinner. Very interesting. There are also various dishes such as "Two Dragons Crossing the Sea", and the so-called Manchu-Han banquet has everything. Parents gave lucky money and everyone went to buy new clothes. Eat more snacks. You see, our Spring Festival is better than your! " Then I skipped to play.
Grandma and dad looked at my long back and couldn't help sighing; "The living standard now is really' sesame blossoms are getting higher and higher'!"
It is 29 kilometers from Bazhong to Huacheng Reservoir, and it takes 40 minutes to drive to Huahu.
The river in front of the door is not deep, but it is very shallow, and it is made up of mountain springs. In a narrow place, you can step in and pass through with a few stones. The wide place, like a deep pool, is crystal clear, with willows dancing and green grass on both sides.
Qingshui River, picturesque: on the embankment, the grass is dense, and the sun is full of beauty; On the shore, willows are in rows, and soft branches hang down on the mirror-like river; In the water, small fish flock, some swim lightly, some jump, and some stick to the bottom of the river; On the river, swallows fly around, chirp and beat the water from time to time.
What a beautiful river! Clear, green, quiet and charming. From a distance, it is so green, as green as an emerald belt; Looking closely, it is clear enough to see fish and shrimp swimming at the bottom of the river. At night, the curved crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent river, so beautiful and gentle. At this time, the river is even more charming.
River, deeply yearning for a quiet lake. It crossed the barrier of thousands of waters in Qian Shan and finally came to this clear, quiet, beautiful and wide lake. In order to integrate with it, the wide lake was made wider.
The happiest thing is the river, just like a lively girl, singing and jumping, poking at the roots of old trees, flapping the yellow-brown cliffs, stepping on the stones on the beach and running carefree. A fish jumps out of the river from time to time, making the river more interesting and innocent.
The river is full of spring water, with ice from the upstream, flowing happily. Every small whirlpool is a smile, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, reflecting the bright green of the early spring on both sides of the strait, and the voice is soft and cheerful.
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