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I am intoxicated by the 600-word composition of the saute spicy chicken in my hometown.
A country road winds its way to the mountains. Ye Er couldn't help dancing the Waltz any longer. The tender grass in the soil poked its head out to take a few breaths of air. This mountain is really an intoxicating green! "One water protects the field and two mountains are clear." Birds always open the curtain of beautiful countryside. Here we are. That wonderful world-the harbor of my mind. Overlooking the mountains, I saw rolling shadows, which seemed as thick as light. The mountains in the distance are slightly ashamed. They blend with the white clouds, just like a colorful oil painting. Slowly, the colors became so bright and the lines so smooth before my eyes. And the charm flowing in it, how intoxicated I am. This exciting beauty can be compared with the sea. The proud red sun rises with its head held high in Ran Ran, which reminds me of my great ambition! I think that Cao Cao, the monarch of that year, recited such a powerful sentence: "The trip to the sun and the moon, if it is natural, the stars are brilliant, if it is natural." Then, I also express my ideal on this mountain: youth cheers, self-expectation, believe in myself, I can fly! Take a few steps, and always throw yourself into the embrace of spring mud. White sports shoes are dyed into the color of nature by this natural pigment, with a slight fragrance of "empty mountains after rain". Quietly, humming a tune with the birds. I sat cross-legged on the side of the road, and I looked down at the mountain with lotus flowers on the side of the road. It is neither so lively in summer nor so spectacular in autumn. In the distance, smoke is rolling, and every household is cooking lunch, and the smoke rises into the sky. From time to time, it floats in a big circle with the wind. For a time, full of green, Weishan Township, you couldn't tell how beautiful it was, but it was breathtaking. The seedlings in the field have not grown up yet. Looking down, I can see a large area of bare land. How I want to urge the seedlings to grow up quickly, dye this distant field green and make the pond green! I believe that in a few months, it will be a green paddy field. Impressive green, like a pool of spring water gurgling ... The mountains are covered with towering trees, casting mottled shadows like ghosts, scaring people to look up, which seems disgusting. Only the bushes under the tree always wave playfully. I walked under a small camphor tree by the roadside and picked a leaf under the cover of a big tree. Oh, this is wrong, but I really think light green is refreshing. Smell it with your nose, and the faint fragrance of Cinnamomum camphora will flow into your heart. Oh, the smell of nature is so elegant. Cinnamomum camphora is very useful and can repel insects, so wormholes are rarely seen on Cinnamomum camphora leaves. I'm afraid of insects and invasion of nature. Nature is sacred! All the way down the mountain, I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery here, not by the intoxicating green in my dream, but by silently tasting the nature full of spring fragrance in my heart ... like wine, I was drunk in my mouth, which made people linger; Another example is the wind chime, crisp and comfortable; Like a pool of clear water, sacred and pure ... Changsha Beiya Middle School has a rhyme in the first day.