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1. The usual Dasha River, the water flow is stable, slow and smooth, and the farmers who do not disturb the work, ignore the flowers, crops and grasses on both sides of the straits to retain, and go all the way to the east. Occasionally, the Dasha River also roared. For example, the 1963 flood flooded thousands of acres of farmland, causing people's grievances. With the development of society and the advancement of science and technology, hydropower, water mountain, and aquaculture. . . Dasha River will better contribute to the people of hometown.

2. Above the waterfall is a dotted lake. A lake is like a thick green wine in the same tank. A lake resembles a bronze mirror, and a lake like a transparent blue glass can clearly see groups of fish swimming in the pool. A lake is like a gourd-type sapphire. The lake is like a colorful painting plate, each reflecting blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, and green trees. Sunlight appears in the heavens on the lake, why is the gods not coming?

3, the home balcony has raised a lot of flowers and plants, usually rainless days, watering the flowers with tap water, after the sun exposure in the daytime, the white flowers on the soil are a saline, the leaves appear listless. After the rain, I returned home and opened the door. The flowers and plants in front of my eyes were full of vitality, fresh and lush, and the surprise in my heart suddenly increased.

4, the countryside is a layer of rapeseed field, rapeseed is a plain flower, no chrysanthemum colorful, no peony national color fragrance, no daffodil ice clear jade, but it is delicate and charming, charming The fragrance broke into my heart and spleen, giving people a sense of simplicity and solidity. When the wind passed, the floating wave of flowers rose, and the heart was integrated into the golden flower sea. I felt that life was sublimating, my soul was purer, and I fled the dust in an instant. Things, sharing the joy of smearing the golden, thank you for the moments of trouble.

5. A row of peach trees along the banks of the eucalyptus trees. The distance between them is always supplemented with new seedlings. The freshness of the peaches makes the people on the other side of the river covet, and there is a mulberry tree in the west. The fruit is reddish purple and the pulp is full. Hanging on the branches, the birds will eat a few mouthfuls. When the wind blows, it falls on the ground and splashes a spot. The free-spirited chickens will slap a few mouths, and the soil will roll over. The white duck will step on the soft soil like a rubbing text.

6, look, that piece of Shibuya, at this time the growth is just right, green, slim, with a corn cob on top, I can not see if she is full, but know that she must have absorbed the sunshine, in Under the scorching sun, a strong growth. Or, look at the smashed valley next to her that has been broken. The corn on it has been harvested. At this time, it is drying out, languidly hanging down, seemingly sighing the beautiful scenery that has passed away.

7, the roadside is an infinite canvas, under the embellishment of these lovely oranges, such as the same flashing oil painting with sparkling eyes, Hula's retreat, the front, and can't wait to break into my eyes. The whistling of the vehicle, the horn sound is an elongated cheer, and it spreads to the infinite space behind it. The cypress is still green, and the ginkgo that has passed by from time to time can always lift all my appetite. Those who are not known for their exclusive seals in the winter are desolate and bleak. However, compared with the fullness of the car, these are obviously not worth mentioning.

8, the trees are shaded, and there is a hot and anxious atmosphere everywhere. The summer of sunshine is the most exciting, and the naughty children are playing on the fine sand beaches, using sand and sand to accumulate their dreams, or digging holes to bury themselves in the sand that sees through the sea. Or simply listen to the sound of conch on the sea sand; some people are sunbathing, some are swimming in the sea, and some are riding on a jet ski from afar. Looking from afar, it is like a group of ants that have been fried, especially under the blue sea. The old man always has no new tricks, holding a fan, sitting under the big tree in front of his house to enjoy the cold and talk. Wherever the sun can't reach, and the breeze of the sea breeze, there are always a lot of people gathered. The know-how is endless, people enjoy the heat, summer, and the curtain is opened.

9, shallow spring, faint love, Yangui in the south, the love of the butterfly love flower, the catkins dancing on the river embankment, the fragrance of the plum blossoms, the yellow rape blossoms in the mountains, accompanied by the rain and silver Line-like weaving a town like a dream in the old town of Jiangnan, let the people in the flamboyant outline a calm, detailed and awkward feeling.

10, the autumn is high, the field is covered with a layer of golden carpet. In the endless fields, the peasants are busy in the fields, and the children gather together and play hide-and-seek in the dense wheat fields. If you see a few small heads together, don’t be surprised. Their round little head. In the autumn of the golden waves, only the chrysanthemums among the flowers bloomed in the golden autumn of September, showing her gracefulness. In the drizzle, the flowers are withered, autumn, and stand out.

11. In the fall, the water in the Dasha River became clearer, and the yellow leaves floated on it, like a small boat with a leaf that is about to travel. My hair and I often go to the river to play, pull out the yellow leaves on the small river, and look for the embarrassing look from the river. The farmer who harvested in the riverside field washed his face with a cool river water when he was a little bit, and it was a happy thing to look at the smile that had a good harvest. Autumn is also the season for fishing and fat fish. The old man who leisurely fishes in the shade of the river is often satisfied. In the winter, during the season of the 3,394, the ice, one of the two cows led us to skating on the river. He would come to a sculpt of flying wings, and then a golden chicken independence, which attracted a burst of applause; I also followed the study, only to listen to the "plop", and I was so arrogant that I fell to the thick ice layer because of the unstable standing, which led to a small burst of laughter. . .

12, the sunshine and customs of the sunshine, the colorful sunshine, the sunshine, everything is not beautiful, it is hard to say... I am running in the field, laughing and laughing, playing with the butterflies; I am hiking In the wilderness, there is no cloud, telling the earth the voice of the soul; I am sitting on the back of the cow, listening to the melodious wind and screaming for thousands of years.

13. If you think that Shahu is only the beauty of Jiangnan, it is wrong. Plug in the south of the Yangtze River, Mingzhu. The strong and magnificent desert in the northwest is the last stop of the itinerary. The vast 10,000-acre sand sea echoes the waters across the bank and complements each other. Sand and water, where they meet and merge, it is natural. The water is surrounded by sand, the sand is around the water, the sand and water are interdependent, and each other is guarded by a long silence and beauty.

14. How long in this quiet night, I can hear someone playing a song for the leaves of the phoenix tree, even if it is sad or sad, I didn’t hear the sound of playing on the silent night, but I heard the words of you yelling at me. . The breeze is cool, and the moonlight is cool and the heart is cool. If I have a pot of wine at the moment, how good! Looking up at this bright moonlight, it’s good to have a cup with you! I only hope that I have no wine in my hands, and I can only use my heart to get close to your heart. But I don’t know where the direction is,

15, the lush reeds of the lush green, a green river, a light and thin willow, tender greetings to the tourists. When the wind blows through, it stretches and undulates, like a piece of ocean, bursting into waves. Countless birds hover in the reeds, play and play, eat and swim, people can not help but nostalgia. It is a paradise for birds and fish, and a harbor for pedestrians. "I am going back to the boat late, and straying into the depths of the flowers. I am vying for, and I am arguing, and I am shocked by a gull." The poet wrote the beauty of nature, and at this time, I have unloaded the burden of life and took the boat. Walk through the layers of reeds. The water waves flow, and the canoe passes by. It is unclear whether the water is moving or the reed is moving.

16. Looking into the distance, the arch bridge is alone, but there are also many pontoons in front and behind. The pontoon kept waving at the arch bridge under the sway of the pedestrian, as if to please him. The arch bridge is self-contained, thinking deeply and not moving. Only when the pedestrian stood on the top of the bridge to stop the scenery, the breeze slowly came, and this made him slightly moved and lazily greeted everyone.

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