Looking at the brightly colored trees, he never considered the distance, did everything in Qingxi and ignored people. This is a cave. The hole is so narrow that he can only climb in, but then it opens up on a wide and flat path.
Looking from a distance, the clouds are filled with trees, and thousands of houses are hidden between flowers and bamboo. The woodcutter told him his name in Chinese. These people all wore clothes from the Qin Dynasty.
Juren lives in Wulingyuan, in farms and gardens, just like a world. In the clear moonlight, they lived quietly under the pine trees until sunrise, when the gloomy sky was full of roosters and dogs barking.
... hearing the news of a stranger, people gathered together and everyone invited him home and asked him where he was born. In the morning, alleys and paths cleared the petals for him, and at dusk, fishermen and farmers brought him their goods.
They left this world a long time ago, and they came here to seek refuge. Since then, they have lived like angels, happily away from the world. No one in the cave knows anything outside, and outsiders can only see empty mountains and thick clouds.
The fisherman didn't realize his great luck and began to consider the connection between the country, the family and the secular. He found his way out of the cave again, passed through mountains and rivers, and planned to come back later. At that time, he had told his relatives.
He studied every step he took and kept it firmly in mind, forgetting that cliffs and peaks might have different appearances. There is no doubt that to enter the depths of the mountains, a green river will take you into a misty forest.
But now, there are spring floods and floating peaches everywhere. Which way should we go to find the hidden source? . Wu's Ode to Baizhang Gorge People are swimming in the gorge, and they are drawing pictures.
The wall loves double screen columns, and the sky sees a line. There are apes everywhere, and there are old trees and leaves.
Returning home late, spring sounds cross-strait. Song's anonymous "Zhangjiajie Fu" hangs golden pine on the cliff and locks jade dragon in a 10,000-foot deep stream.
There are many stories left in the hundreds of battles, and white clouds are inserted in the two walls. Bai Zhang Xia Fu by Ming and Hu Guifang is a canyon with a height of 100 feet and deep clouds. You should know Taoyuan and find it here.
Who is prosperous in the mountains when the snow is tight? Ming Xia Ziyun's poems count the green peaks in the ordinary mountains, and jade bamboo shoots are inserted in groups.
When the road is built, the freezing clouds hide the sun, and the temple gate is long and sparse. The ancient moss looks at the secluded path, and the Millennium pine hangs on the cliff.
Jade-based Kuanglu was once wandering, and talents moved to Yue and met again.
2. Describe the ancient poems of Zhangjiajie in Wen Zhuang.
one
Clouds, steam, fog, deep lock, ups and downs.
Nine-day spectrum of dragon dance new song, spring scenery of Wuling crown.
two
The flowers are covered with red leaves and green leaves on both sides, and the shadows on the branches are sparse.
Welcome guests from afar with all kinds of delicious food, and have a bright moon and a welcome bead during the conversation.
Manbu west steet
It's a sunny day by the mountain and river, and we are laughing.
The soil rhyme and the Miao wind are like dew, and the dance around the Suoxi River lingers.
Hu baofeng
A lake with green peaks, a hundred trees compete for spring and reflect water red.
The road turns to the peak, the gas disappears, and the strange water blends.
The high gorge waterfall hides bells and drums, and the jade girl looks at the mirror and clears the waves.
Huangchenglu Wuling Yu Seiko Catalogue.
Huanglongdong ecological square
Green floats in the wild, shining, and green cauliflower is dyed yellow.
Bamboo shadow slanting pond willow, birds singing swallowing mud and spitting incense.
Shili gallery
The misty scroll is opened, and the fragrance is dyed with ink and dust.
Static posture auspicious, beautiful scenery.
Birds are singing and deep streams are ringing, and the immortals are standing on the stage.
A thousand cups are neither drunk nor empty, so I asked who Liu Lang was involved in.
3. What are the 1 ancient poems describing Zhangjiajie, and the 33 ancient poems of Zhangjiajie?
Contemporary: Cheng Bin
After living in a busy city for a long time, I sneaked into the mountain house.
The Shan family asked them where they came from and envied my affluent life.
Translation:
I have been living in a busy place and sneaking into the mountains.
People in the mountains asked me where I came from and envied me for living in a bustling place.
2. Zhangjiajie is 33 rd and 4 th.
Contemporary: Cheng Bin
Dressed in hemp fiber, the mountain girl swept the stranger in the rain alone.
If you get lost in the mountains, ask the guests in the distant mountains.
Translation:
The peasant women in the mountains wore hemp fiber and cleaned in the rain alone.
If you get lost in the mountains, you can ask the people who live in the distant mountains.
3. Zhangjiajie is thirty-three and seventh.
Contemporary: Cheng Bin
A bag of water, an umbrella and a dress.
An old coat makes a traveler in the mountains.
Translation:
A schoolbag, a bottle of water, an umbrella and a pair of shoes.
An old coat with a collar, a mountain guest.
4. Zhangjiajie is ancient and unique.
Contemporary: Cheng Bin
You walk in the mountains without looking at the scenery.
Every mountain is a scene. What's the hurry?
Translation:
When playing in the mountains, don't look at the scenery in the mountains, just walk in the mountains.
Every mountain is beautiful, so don't rush for anything.
5. Zhangjiajie has thirty-three ancient poems and ten poems.
Contemporary: Cheng Bin
I became an orphan where the fairy presented flowers.
There are no scattered flowers, but a group of flowers.
Translation:
When I arrived at the place where the fairy presented flowers, I found that I was the only one.
I didn't see anyone scattered flowers, but I saw groups of flowers scattered.
Write a poem about the scenery of Zhangjiajie. Xiao Chun [Tang Meng Haoran] I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, where birds are heard everywhere.
When the storm comes at night, little is known about flowers. Du Fu of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night likes rain and knows the season. When spring comes, it will be born.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The night is dark and the river is bright.
Xiao sees the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy. Song Zhao Shi Xiu's About It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow", Peach and Plum bloom, after the autumn rain, the spring breeze blows and the autumn leaves fall.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Luan Jia Lai Tang and Five Dynasties-Wang Wei Xiao Xiao Qiu Yu, shallow pomegranate diarrhea.
The jumping waves gradually changed, and the egret was shocked. Ying Tianchang Tang and Five Dynasties-Feng Yansi secretly promised at that time, and gave a banquet in Lantiang heartbroken place.
Pick a silver lamp, hold a pearl door, and embroider the quilt for the autumn rain. Tears in front of the pillow surprised the jade cage parrot.
All kinds of emotional nights, hazy days till dawn. Xie Jin's Taoist rhyme "Ode to Snow" is like snow, and the difference between sprinkling salt and air can be simulated, but if the catkins are due to the wind.
Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to Laoshan has a green vine path and a sunny snow peak. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, blowing down Xuanyuantai.
In Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Tang Gao's "Snow" appeared six times, flew into the room, and sat and watched the bamboo turn into lovely branches. Tang Juyi's "Night Snow" was stunned, and the window was bright again. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
5. Describe the poem "Lu Qing Wen Qi of Zhangjiajie".
The stream is curved layer by layer and the mountain line is high.
It's hard to keep your mouth down and your knees down.
The cloud in Taniguchi is white, and the birds in the forest are charming.
Feng Wan stands tall, overlooking the eventful.
Zhangjiajie tourism
Chang Xiuying
To Comrade Meng Qi.
When the car entered Zhangjiajie, the dust fell by half.
Trees are green for a thousand years, but people are old for a hundred years.
Righteousness attaches great importance to forest festival, and clothes become laughing monkeys.
If pine trees and fir trees know me, the wind will nod.
Looking at the golden whip in the sunset
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Beauty hides in the boudoir for a long time, and innocence gives birth to nature.
The forest is primitive, and the streams and valleys are too mysterious.
The mountains are green and the springs are flowing.
Clouds and stones stand tall, and the golden whip is seen in the sunset.
6. Please introduce some poems and travel notes describing Zhangjiajie. The waves and sand are picturesque, green and lush, and the sound of water is tinkling.
I don't doubt that I will enter the fairy palace at this time. Picturesque, fascinating and endless.
Don't ask Brother Hun, Sheng Tai is so arrogant. Mysterious and dangerous performances gathered in the mountains.
Buddhism and Taoism are both magical and ingenious. The five laws are like a dream. Traveling in Zhangjiajie is like going to heaven.
The quiet stream melts the rhyme, and the peaks are far away. Rare birds sing around, and red mist accompanies the west and the east.
If you bite your arm, you know it's not a dream, but you hesitate in it. The Five Wonders boarded the worse gate and knocked on the emperor's shovel with joy.
Cai Yun gave birth to an armpit and helped me to heaven. The five wonders of Zhangjiajie's back garden are exotic flowers and exotic grasses, and the peaks are exotic flowers and exotic grasses.
Who wields a huge axe to split the back garden? Seven stops in Cui Jian, Jin Bianxi, Qingxi River is full of dangerous peaks and mountains. Tourists with boundless scenery are drunk, whistling and singing and forgetting their feelings.
Seven wonders climb Ying Chao Village, and birds hover in Ying Chao Village. It is said that there are holes in the clouds. The barren road is hard to be noble, and the breeze takes me to the top of the mountain.
The Tianzi Peak on the Tasha Line reflects blue light, and the peak is shrouded in clouds. The general does look like Optimus Prime.
Without hesitation, the vine calmly went straight into the depths of the clouds. Gaze at the sky and walk in the clouds.
The scenery is infinite, urging poetry and fu. The breeze is swaying thousands of miles, and the clouds are rolling.
The silhouette of autumn ear Zhangjiajie entered Zhangjiajie, as if it were in a painting with blurred ink and wash. At the entrance of the scenic spot, a mountain peak stands on the wall, like a knife cutting an axe, and the cliff body is multi-colored, 100 meters away. Up and down the peak, in the twilight, a few white clouds are swaying like gauze, like silver practice.
Miss Shi, the accompanying tour guide, said that there were 2,000 such peaks in the scenic spot. Its height and shape are different, but most of them are unsupported, rising from the ground and stabbing the blue sky like a giant sword.
Zhangjiajie has A Jin Bian Xi, with a total length of more than 40 miles, with strange peaks and rocks on both sides, which is the main access to the mountains. The golden whip rock by the stream is the king of the peaks.
I saw this giant peak more than 300 meters high, with steep cliffs and towering rocks. The top of the mountain is foggy, and several pine trees stand in the wind, with occasional red leaves. Looking up for a while, I felt that the world was moving, dizzy and almost wobbly.
Walking slowly along the ancient road of Jin Bianxi, all the way is full of springs and waterfalls, with deep shade, birds singing in the canyon and monkeys in the forest. On the shady cliff, a long and narrow sky is exposed, stretching for several miles, revealing a winding light belt to the ground, which is beyond words. Huangshizhai Village, which is composed of several giant peaks climbed by Jin Bianxi, has a panoramic view of Zhangjiajie, and the mountains are undulating and magnificent.
This mountain with an altitude of 1 100 meters is surrounded by dozens of scenic spots. You can enjoy the competition of Qianfeng from different angles. One after another, wonderful and realistic pictures are panoramic: looking at Lang Feng, three sisters, a solitary monkey in a single mountain, a scarab in a foggy sea, a boy worshiping Guanyin and forty-eight generals.
Every image is vivid and has a legend. It's touching to read the story of Lang Feng. It is said that many years ago, there was a Mei who could cut paper flowers. She fell in love with Wa Baoyuan, who had been herding sheep together since childhood.
Zhang Gang, a local hooligan, coveted Mei Zheng's appearance and framed Baoyuan as a rebellious descendant. Baoyuan was arrested by officers and men to serve in the border. In order to avoid the arrogance of Master Zhang, he hid in the mountains. Every morning before dawn, she stood at the mountain pass, looking far away from Baoyuan, looking, looking ... I don't know how many years passed, and through a hole in the opposite rock, she herself became a stone man.
The local Tujia and Han people still sing a folk song: "Ma Sangshu, how many stones do you have to cross to set up a lampstand?" Don't call me back for three years, not for ten years. If you don't see Lang, you won't come out of the mountain. If you don't meet the spring rain, you won't blossom ... "XB-` \ &；; Amp is in the bird's-eye view area of Huangshizhai, where the famous "four wonders" of Huangshan-Qifeng, Kistler, Kistler and Haiyun are also available. The difference is that the stone peaks in Zhangjiajie are more dense, varied and beautiful.
/kloc-more than 0/00 mu of Gu Song is connected into a piece of Wang Yang sea, with dozens of meters of trees, two people camp, pines and waves, blue waves emptying, magnificent. Standing in Huangshizhai, I saw milky white clouds between the peaks, flickering, high and low.
At present, the sky is a color, and everything has disappeared. At the same time, there are peaks and mountains everywhere, resplendent and magnificent. When the top of a peak protrudes above the clouds, it is like a lonely sail in a foggy sea, and it comes slowly like something from outer space.
A touch of sunshine twists and turns from the mountain, passes through the clouds, and immediately flashes golden light. The clouds are steaming and beautiful. Up and down the Huangshizhai Village, the mountain and dangerous road are narrow, and there are often fish ridge corridors. The cliffs on both sides are steep and abyss, which is chilling. Fortunately, there is a guide, Miss Shi, who reminds me from time to time.
Miss Shi graduated from the Foreign Languages Department of Hunan University and is very interested in the development of tourism. She recommended herself as a tour guide here. She speaks pure Mandarin, not only telling vivid stories, but also singing Xiangxi folk songs to help us relieve fatigue. On the stone wall of a dangerous place, we saw a poem written by tourists in the 1980s: "The Five Mountains have been heroes in the world since ancient times, and no one cares about the ancient cliff. I use blue sky flying crayons to express my grievances to this mountain. "
The artistic conception of his poems, though not elegant, expresses the sympathy of tourists. In the world, Qian Qian's thousands of grievances actually fell on this scenic spot.
I really don't understand why Qu Yuan, a doctor who has experienced swimming in the Lijiang River and left immortal poems such as "Orchid, I don't think my son dares to speak", turned a deaf ear to the source and the thousands of peaks and rocks on both sides; I really don't understand that an ancient cave of Qin people written by Tao Yuanming attracted poets and writers of all ages and wrote beautiful chapters. Facing Zhangjiajie, which is only more than 200 miles away from Taohuayuan, it is regarded as a timid road and will never set foot on it! Throughout Zhangjiajie, I can't see an inscription, a stone carving left by a poet and a monk, or a little historical relic left by a monk. In this regard, Miss Shi told me that after checking all the written records, only Xia Ziyun, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, visited Zhangjiajie, and there was a poem "Moss marks stop in the valley, and Jinsong hangs on the wall for a thousand years". Other than that, there are no words.
However, Zhangjiajie's first-class rock scenery has actually lived in Sri Lanka for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ... It has not lost its beauty because there are no elegant people chanting, nor has it restrained its majestic posture because there are no tourists' footprints. It does not need to listen to exquisite poems and songs, nor does it need to accept the worship of good men and women. It is intimate with the stars and the moon, accompanied by the beautiful sea, silently listening to the joys and sorrows of the world, accepting the baptism of the storm, coexisting with the world, and using its own natural and primitive beauty.
7. Two-part allegorical sayings, famous sayings and poems about Zhangjiajie (Joo Won?)
Five amazing steps, seven amazing steps; Ten steps away, dumbfounded.
Tour Zhangjiajie (Shen Congwen)
Extremely dangerous Yaocun, deep in Jin Bianxi; Go to Huangshizhai Village and see the mountains and rivers.
Wuling Wonderland (Yang Guoxiang)
Full Moon Elves Gather, Sanshan Zi Ning; Where is fairyland? Look for it in Wulingyuan.
Cangqingyan Mountain (Liao Hansheng)
Wild adventure is very beautiful; Huangshan is a handsome warrior, and Qingyan is even better.
Qingyanshan (Shangyang)
In a hot world, this mountain is cool; The world should stop here and purify the heart and intestines.
Listen to the sound of the stream at night (Mo Yingfeng)
One of the pleasures of life: listening to Jin Bianxi at night; Even if the mountains fall, I am willing to grind them into mud.
A New Talk on Friendship (Gong Hainan)
The mountains are high and the streams are winding and deep; Bitan Cangyan is empty and bright, and the leaning tower reflects clearly.
Natural Pictures (Wu Huizhong)
Only when you get to Zhangjiajie can you know the wonders of the world. Looking back, the dust is low.
Lohan welcomes guests early, and Yun Fei enters the valley late. Natural picture, it is better to have a rest and go home.
Visit Zhangjiajie (Li)
Hello, Zhangjiajie, the scenery is first-class. The golden whip rises to the ground, and the silver sword is drawn in the sky.
The peak moves in the clouds and the water is in the continent. Cicadas are singing constantly, and people are traveling in a picture world.
Zhangjiajie Hang (Aidingding)
Small yellow light stone village, Sumu golden whip rock. Cliffs are like knives, mountains are like axes.
Clouds rise from the foot of the mountain and the sun rises from the edge of the ridge. Want to go with the flow, where is Penglai?
Shengjing (He Haoju)
Shake it loose, and the strange stone will stab the sky. The jade column is the sky, and the golden whip pulls the ground.
The cloud returned to Huangshizhai, and the sun looked at Lang Feng. Where did the victory come from? It should surprise the chemical industry.
Thoughts on visiting Zhangjiajie (Cheng Ruixiang)
Hard rocks are psychic, and they are born in various ways. The golden whip flashes in the sun, and the bright moon holds jade.
On the edge of the stream, the grass is green, and on the top of the rock, the grass is green. Climbing the rugged road requires ambitious people.
The feeling of returning to Zhangjiajie from America in summer.
I have heard about the beauty of fairyland for a long time, so I traveled to my country.
Cuifeng rises from the clouds and the blue stream gurgles.
I am better than Zhong Dai, and I praise America and Europe.
Abundance is not empty, but dreams are long.
Yin (Wu Zhangshu)
Jin Bianxi secluded place, 20 miles to listen to the sound of streams. One step at a time, thousands of peaks and shapes.
Lion Village is surrounded by mountains and clear water. I finally know Taoyuan Road, and now I'm going to Wuling.
Mao Huajie (Lu Qing Wen Qi)
The stream is curved layer by layer and the mountain line is high. It's hard to keep your mouth down and your knees down.
The cloud in Taniguchi is white, and the birds in the forest are charming. Feng Wan stands tall, overlooking the eventful.
Ji You (Chang Xiuying) from Zhangjiajie presented it to Comrade Meng Qi.
When the car entered Zhangjiajie, the dust fell by half. Trees are green for a thousand years, but people are old for a hundred years.
Righteousness attaches great importance to forest festival, and clothes become laughing monkeys. If pine trees and fir trees know me, the wind will nod.
Looking at the golden whip in the sunset (Peng)
Beauty hides in the boudoir for a long time, and innocence gives birth to nature. The forest is primitive, and the streams and valleys are too mysterious.
The mountains are green and the springs are flowing. Clouds and stones stand tall, and the golden whip is seen in the sunset.
Path in Chinese fir forest (plum)
In the secluded path of Chinese fir forest, we help each other. People are separated by smoke trees, and streams sound dangerous.
Ladder cliff, stone gap hanging loose. Further up Huangshi Road, the clouds are deepest and heaviest.
Lumao Street (Ruting, Wang Ming)
The top of the mountain is the top of the mountain, and the height is connected with the wild. People and birds are white, and trees are yellow.
On this day, I was digging and digging, and I said the battlefield of that year. Duh, it's close at hand, and the news is fading.
Yong Bai Zhang Xia (Wu Qin Zhao Duan)
People are swimming in the canyon and drawing pictures. The wall loves double screen columns, and the sky sees a line.
There are apes everywhere, and there are old trees and leaves. Returning home late, spring sounds cross-strait.
Zhangjiajie Swimming (Gao Feng)
Big Zhangjiajie, the scenery is cloudy. Qifeng rises from the ground, and teams are arranged in fairy classes.
The beauty of the Rock Valley is unique. The morning glow is hidden, and suddenly the clouds are filled.
There are few narrow paths, and it is difficult to climb near the risk. Shenlin lost his way, Lu 'an Green Bay.
The waterfalls are deafening and the springs are gurgling. Floating life is like a big dream, between heaven and earth.
I want to build a cabin, but I don't want to return it.
Visit Zhangjiajie (Li Youyuan)
Zhangjiajie in China is a fairy mountain on earth. The blue sea hides deep valleys, and the green hills are purple.
The towering peaks lie across the sky, and the cliffs are shrouded in clouds. Yaotai stands in Yellowstone, while Maze stands in golden whip.
The overpass spans the sky, and the silver waterfall hangs in the sky. Moss spreads stones, and rain sprinkles high and low springs.
Gu Teng is deep, and Jinsong leans to the sky. The ape sings clearly, and the deer calls for meaning.
The aura comes out of the secluded place, and the treasure light strings copper coins. Cool, fresh and broad.
I love the late peak forest, and the sky turns to the jade plate.