Fishermen have cultivated this sea area for generations and fished shrimp year after year. Changsha Wanli Shitang is a lovely home for fishermen in Sansha.
A more detailed investigation of Sansha City, the Pearl of Hainan, in the road book, Chinese sons and daughters first discovered management and set sail to fight the ends of the earth. The South China Sea is the sea of ancestors, and the iron fact proves this.
The sea and sky in Sansha City are like a dream. The corals on the seabed are colorful and dazzling, and clusters are like blooming flowers. The strange and steep coral reef forest is lifelike and everyone praises it.
In the lush Sansha City, fishermen planted a century-old coconut tree. The green home sandbar has become an oasis, and big trees provide shade for fruit trees in rows.
Pittosporum sand-fixing revetment, four seasons hedge flowers. In Sansha City, a paradise for birds, thousands of seabirds hover in the air to catch flying fish skimming the water.
Red-footed boobies fight in the wind and waves, and fishermen call them "navigation birds", which have accurate positioning ability. Sansha City above the blue waves has precious seafood under the waves.
In the sea of turtles and sea urchins, the longevity star, the king of shellfish, tastes delicious. Hippocampus is a precious Chinese patent medicine and one of the eight treasures of sea cucumber in the world.
Sansha, a vibrant city, is experiencing the rapid development of infrastructure. Solar street lamps lit up the island and residential buildings stayed.
With the completion of seawater desalination sewage treatment in power stations, hospitals, schools, banks and supermarkets have sprung up. The rich and beautiful Sansha sea area has attracted the envy of countries inside and outside the region.
Soldiers of Sansha Sword, demonstrating their determination to defend sovereignty, built the Great Wall of Wan Li on the vast ancestor South Island Reef. Every Monday morning, the sun shines on the sea area of 200 square kilometers, and the people of Sansha gather under the flagpole to sing the national anthem, and the five-star red flag flies high in the ocean of ancestors.
3, "beautiful homeland Xinyang" Author: I am a modern Lao Yan. I was born in the north of Jiangnan. I grew up in the south of the north. Looking at the vast plains and beautiful mountains and rivers, that is my beautiful home. I am an old strict. I grew up on both sides of the Huaihe River. Every day, fly over rice fields and wheat fields and have a sip of water from South Bay. I will taste the sweetness of cherries on Jigongshan again. I'm Lao Yan, flying separately. I live on both sides of the Huaihe River. There are fragrant lotus roots and green tea gardens. The boys here are diligent and talented. The girls here are as beautiful as the flowers in spring. I'm Lao Yan, flying separately. I was born in the north of Jiangnan. I grew up in the dark clouds in the south of the Yangtze River. Please don't cover up the poet's keen mind and rain. Please don't wet the artist's clear eyes. How much I need them to describe this beauty with that vivid poem and that charming picture. 4. Beautiful green home Author: Wang Ping said that the modern autumn sun shines obliquely, the white clouds are long and the mountains are green under the blue sky, and the water is empty and quiet. Surging in my heart, I sincerely hope to watch the beautiful green home. How many warm dreams are in front of us, how many warm heartstrings stir the autumn sky, and the golden childhood footprint flows quietly in the depths of a vibrant dense coconut grove. In the distance, flocks of white geese danced and returned in droves, crossing the green fields and country roads in the south of China in autumn, and the scarlet cars carried lingering homesickness. Busy on the road, following passers-by full of joy and satisfaction, full of the unchanging scenery polished by years, whispering country sounds, full of ancient legends, their father's cigarettes, lonely and lively rice home far from the noise of the city, so find peace here. 5.Talk: My homeland Author: Chen Jue Hyundai dispels the quiet and thin smoke of the years with the green hills as the background, and quietly leads the tortuous and deep stone road to my home, living in Shan Ye, deep in the mountains. My ancestors and villages are breathing happily. White cranes fly in the mountains and perch in the river bend. The distance of a bird song is enough for me to walk in the mud all my life. The black sludge between my bare feet feels cool and warm. This is due to my love for my family and my real touch on the earth. Sunlight and rain often breed crops quietly. They are like an ignorant pregnant daughter. Say to the village: I have a seasonal cycle, and a rain and rays of sunshine are enough to make rice and corn drunk. They fainted in my home, pursuing the fragrance of the earth and the light of the ideal life. From ravines to ravines, from cottages to huts, every trace of green is the most beautiful scenery. Although the family is not rich, it is full of happiness and hope.
2. The sentences describing the luxury and beauty of the house are more urgent, simple and exquisite. These sentences are natural, relaxed, casual and simple. Combined with the hydrophilic platform, swimming pool and cloister of the courtyard, it presents an American rural lifestyle.
Romantic and solemn temperament, tall foyer and gorgeous gate, arched windows and stone corners show elegance. Classical and cheerful, steeple-shaped sloping roof, wooden frame and column decorated with gypsum, natural building materials and vines clinging to it set each other off, classic but not fashionable.
Fresh and unconventional, the combination of white stucco walls and light red tiles, continuous arches and cloisters, and the living room with large windows make people feel uneasy. Simple symmetry highlights calmness, all rooms are square, and the spatial division and location layout of functions reflect the rigor of Germany.
Elegant, exquisite and comfortable, the porch and hall extend north and south, the living room and bedroom are set with low windows and hexagonal viewing convex windows, the dining room is connected north and south, and the indoor and outdoor scenes blend. It inherits the essence of China traditional architecture and maintains the unique artistic style of traditional architecture, which is quaint, concise and rich.
Take nature as a convert, admire Confucianism, and store Taoist and Buddhist thoughts, including seclusion and beauty, abstinence and elegance. Its elegant facade, humanistic inner courtyard structure, harmonious and natural garden water system and other elements are being accepted by more and more people who pursue the return of traditional values.
In the quiet mountain forest, a European villa comes into view. After careful observation, it is made of overlapping boards. Sharp roofs and crimson roof tiles stand out in the sunlight. Sitting in the southwest and facing the northeast can be said to be "sitting in a golden bowl, sitting in a dragon, sitting in a pagoda and sitting in a cornucopia". It is a paradise with "strong backing, broad prospects, prominent seats, extensive financial resources and permanent security". From the point of view of physical geography, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.
Lush bamboos are arranged in two rows along the path, and green bamboo leaves gradually surround the top, forming a dome-shaped "roof", which isolates the strong sunshine and the scorching heat in late summer from the outside world. No matter where you go in the park, you can't see the landscape beyond the road ahead 10 meter. Green and tall bamboo forests hide the whole park in them, and there are passages at the twists and turns. Look up, the stars here are very close to you; Look at clouds and clouds when you are free during the day; It's raining, let's see how it rains; It's okay. I am in the guest room.
The combination of Chinese and western architecture is so harmonious. The basic charm of Chinese style and the architectural symbols and details of Western style complement each other, which is not only beautiful, but also more important to make living comfortable and close to nature. The external space layout has the feeling of Chinese residential enclosure, which embodies the advantages of small but refined as a whole.
3. What are the poems describing the house? 1. Two Spring Poems of Shanfang in Tang Dynasty: Beautiful weather in Cen Can, butterflies dancing wildly.
There are several wickers and low hangers, and there is a mountain flower fence bed. There are crows flying in Liangyuan at dusk, and there are three or two families in sight.
I don't know how many people will go, but the old flowers will come in spring. Spring breeze is soft, sunshine is warm, and spring ripples everywhere. Butterflies and bees fly into the hall from time to time.
A few wickers in front of the door brushed the clothes rack, and a mountain flower fell on the pen bed. The sun has set in Liangyuan, and only crows are flying around, looking at the depressions everywhere, and three or two families are scattered.
Trees in the garden, how can you know that people have lost their prosperity, and the spring breeze has blown every year, and flowers are still in full bloom. 2. He Xin Lang Menghan Golden House Song Dynasty: Golden House in Jie Jiang, Meng Han.
She turned to fly back to Oriole and could recognize the old green marks on the screen. It is drizzling outside the window, and cherries and red beans are mellow and crystal clear.
Do you know that this lovesickness is hard to calm down? This kind of hatred is hard to say whether you know it or not, just like playing chess.
The light reflects my thin figure, and the light of the candle is too bright. Yuanyang clinked glasses and drank wine upstairs, and the wine was poured into the wine.
When will she meet again? Waiting for the palace eyebrows to wear clouds.
If you want to paint Gong Mei as a pattern of clouds, the picture of raw silk depicts her show, but I'm afraid it's not the fashion of new clothes. Colored fan singing and dancing, the tooth plate is now, only hate no one, can sing and dance all kinds of music to understand.
Empty the tears in the sleeves and lean on the lonely cold bamboo! The golden house in my dream has faded. It is a pity that the strings on the table are flying like flies, and the white strings of the Zheng are covered with dust.
She turned into a charming oriole and flew back. She could still recognize the old green scar on the screen window. It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and cherries and red beans are round and crystal clear.
This kind of lovesickness is hard to calm down. Do you know that?/You know what? It is like a jade board, playing chess in the ups and downs. The solitary lamp reflects my thin figure and always feels that the candlelight is too bright.
Yuanyang clinks glasses and drinks upstairs, while jade cups break wine. When will she meet again? It is difficult to find the beauty of cuichai.
If you want to paint the court eyebrows in a thin cloud style, painting her beautiful face with a picture is probably not a fashionable new makeup. Colorful fans and singing and dancing dentures are here now, but I don't hate anyone and I can understand the music of Da Song Longsheng.
In vain, cover your sleeves and wipe your tears, relying on lonely bamboo! 3. At the Spring Festival party, there are two Tang poems hanging on the wall of Shushan's house: Chai Men Guankou is silent and fragrant, and Shanjia fireworks are sunny in the spring rain. In the courtyard, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the mountains and rivers are clear. The children are crying for Oriole in the tree.
Shui Xiang Tang Heipu Sensen, Yuanyang? Just like poultry. Mulberry grows luxuriantly in the fields in front of and behind the village, and the boundaries between the east forest and the west house are clear and non-aggression.
Women wash cocoons in front of the clear river, and the shepherd boy plays piccolo and bathes and changes clothes in the water. Shan Weng hospitably asked me to stay, and smiled and said to Xipo that the melon beans should be ripe.
Chai Men was silent. The rice in the room is delicious, and the weather has cleared up after the spring rain. The flowers in the courtyard are foggy and the water in the mountains is clear. The children cried and clamored for the oriole in the tree.
Black water fragrance in the pond, dense cattail grass, mandarin duck? Swallows play in the water like poultry. There are many mulberry trees in the fields in front of and behind the village, with clear boundaries between the east and the west and non-aggression.
The sericulture girl washes cocoons in the clear stream ahead, and the shepherd boy plays piccolo and dresses and bathes in the water. Shan Weng hospitably retained me and smiled and pointed to the melon bean that was about to mature on the west slope.
4. The cabin was broken by the autumn wind. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu growled in August and autumn, and rolled up my Sanhe grass. Mao flew over the river and sprinkled on the outskirts of the river. The tallest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were suffocating. When I came back, I sighed on my cane.
After a while, the wind will change the color of clouds and ink, and autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule is lying on the ground and cracking.
There is no dry place in the bedside table, and my feet get numb when it rains. What's the point of getting wet all night? There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protects the poor in the world from all smiles, and the wind and rain are as calm as mountains.
Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, I will freeze to death alone! In August and autumn, the deep wind roared loudly and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew over Huanhuaxi and scattered across the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch flaps its wings and sinks into ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me, because I was too old and had no strength, so I had the heart to be a "thief" to rob things face to face and ran into the bamboo forest with a thatch in my arms. I kept talking, and when I got home, I sighed alone on crutches.
Soon after the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the autumn sky became dark and fuzzy. Cloth quilt has been covered for many years, as cold and hard as iron plate. The child has a bad sleeping position and the quilt is broken.
When it rains, there is no dry place in the whole house, and the rain keeps leaking down like drooping hemp thread. I haven't slept much since the Anshi Rebellion. The house is wet and dry. How can I spend the night? How to get thousands of spacious houses, generally shelter the poor scholars in the world and make them smile, and the houses are as stable as mountains when encountering wind and rain.
Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my cabin is blown by the autumn wind, I will die of cold, and I will! 5. Wang Shi Temple, Dushu Boshan, Qingping, Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji starved rats around the bed and bats danced with lights. There was a breeze blowing in the house and it was raining heavily. I was talking to myself between the broken paper windows.
From the northern frontier to the south, now he is hiding in the mountains, and his face is old and white-haired. A cold autumn wind blew through the thin cloth quilt and woke up suddenly. It was still a dream country in front of me.
Hungry mice scurried around the bed, and bats jumped around the dim oil lamp. The wind rolled the pine trees and roared like a raging wave; The rain poured down and beat on the roof; Enough paper was torn by the wind, whistling, as if talking to himself.
From Saibei to Jiangnan, now he is hiding in the deep mountains, with an old face and gray hair. A chilly autumn wind blew through the thin quilt, and suddenly woke up, vaguely in front of me was Wan Li in my dream.
4. What are the poems describing the house? 1, strong winds in August and autumn, this is my San Mao. Mao flew over the river and sprinkled on the outskirts of the river. The tallest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. -"The hut was broken by the autumn wind" Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: In the late autumn of August, the wind roared and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions.
2, the screen window is getting sunset, and no one in the golden house sees tears. -"Spring Complaint" Liu (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: the sunshine outside the screen window fades and the dusk gradually falls; Lock up the mansion, and no one will see my sad tears.
3. The curved houses blend together, and the deep lanes are orchestral. -"Youth Travel" Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: The bead curtain is closed in the secret room, and music is played in the long lane.
4. In order for the pavilion to be in the north of the main hall, a pool was dug in the south to drain water and plant trees as a resting place. -"Xi Yu Ting Ji" Su Shi (Song Dynasty)
Interpretation: A pavilion was built in the north of the main hall, and a pond was dug in the south to draw fresh water and plant trees as a resting place.
5, the building of Gaomen is awkward, and the floating double is too clear. -"Tongquetai Fu" Cao Zhi (Wei and Jin Dynasties)
Interpretation: This is really a magnificent and tall building, and the high platforms on both sides seem to float in space.
5. The poem praising the house is 1 I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss marks on the steps are green, and so is the grass. There is a great scholar with a smile, but there is no Ding Bai. -Liu Yuxi's Humble Room Inscription in the Tang Dynasty
This is a humble house, but I am not humble because of my good character. Moss marks green, grow to the stage, grass green, reflected in the curtain. All the people who come here to talk and laugh are knowledgeable people, but there are no people with shallow knowledge.
2, the peak turns, there is a pavilion wing on the spring, drunk pavilion also. -"Zuiweng Pavilion" Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty
Interpretation: Spring winds along the mountain peak and turns along the mountain road. There is a pavilion that flies to the spring like a bird spreading its wings, and that is the Zuiweng Pavilion.
3. Like smoke and dancing. No one is quiet, the shade turns to noon and the new bath is cool at night. -"He Xinlang Summer Scene" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Swallows fly to the beautiful house with carved beams and painted buildings, and there is no one around. Indus turned around at noon. On a cool evening, the beautiful woman just came out of the shower.
4. Overpressure exceeds 300 miles, which cuts off the sunlight and the sky. Mount Li is built in the north and folded in the west, reaching Xianyang directly. -"Epang Palace Fu" Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
It covers more than 300 miles of ground, and it separates the sun from the sky. It was built from Mount Li to the north, then turned to the west, all the way to Xianyang.
5, the building of Gaomen is awkward, and the floating double is too clear. -"Tongquetai Fu" Cao Zhi in Wei and Jin Dynasties
This is really a magnificent building, with high platforms floating in the air on both sides.
6, cross-sparse window, Aji triple order. -"There are tall buildings in the northwest" is unknown in the Han Dynasty.
High-rise buildings are decorated with carved wooden strips, staggered into beautiful panes, surrounded by high-pitched eaves and three-story steps.
6. Are there any beautiful sentences and paragraphs describing the house, which urgently need the bamboo drawings of the six ancestors?
Even so,
A few huts,
Some old desks and chairs.
But usually a song is not finished,
Then a song started again.
Until today,
This song is still singing,
I just didn't see you.
It's not what it used to be,
This kind of singing,
Ten thousand kinds of laughter,
Who treasures it?
Passing by,
It's a long way,
Who pity the prodigal son?
If you want to make a color book without paper,
Crush the broken pen.
How many things,
Has become a dream,
What are you talking about?
There is little wood and no rice;
A bedroll,
A bundle of broken books,
Just trying to keep quiet.
7. The poem describing the beautiful scenery of the small courtyard in my hometown is 1, the wind returns to the small courtyard, and the eyes continue. —— From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Young Beauty, Wind Back to the Yard and Green"
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: The spring breeze has returned, the weeds in the yard have turned green, and the willows have sprouted tender leaves. Spring continues to come to this world year after year.
2. The idle window in the small courtyard is already deep in spring, and the heavy curtain is not heavy. —— From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "The Idle Window of Huanxisha Yard is Deep in Spring"
Explain in vernacular Chinese: seeing the spring scenery in the yard through the window will pass away. Layers of heavy curtains are not rolled up, and there are many shadows in the dark boudoir.
3. The green grass wall surrounds the moss courtyard, and the banana rolls wither in the atrium. Jade-Song Dynasty: Chen Ke's "Bodhisattva Man", the blue wall of the moss courtyard.
Vernacular explanation: A grassy fence surrounds a mossy courtyard. Ye Er is rolling bananas in the yard. Butterflies took off on the steps, and the curtains fluttered freely in the breeze.
4, pear blossoms are full of fragrant snow, and high-rise buildings swallow kites at night. -From the Five Dynasties: Mao Xizhen's "Bodhisattva Man Pear Blossom with Sweet Snow"
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: Pears in the courtyard are like fragrant snow. In the quiet night of high-rise buildings, Zheng's fragments sobbed in the wind under the eaves.
5. Liu Bian Shenyuan. Yan language is as clear as a cape. -From the Song Dynasty: Lu Zugao's "Qingpingle Liu Bian Deep Courtyard"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In the deep courtyard next to the willow tree, swallows are whispering and their cries are as bright as knives and scissors.