"In April, when the world is full, the mountain temple peach blossoms are in full bloom." This is the "Dalin Temple Peach Blossom" by Bai Juyi, which is located in the Lushan Mountains. Coincidentally, I had the honor of climbing Xiufeng, which even Li Qing and Li Bai praised last weekend. As you can see, this is an unprecedented and wonderful experience.
On Friday, my father asked me if I was going to Lushan. I thought I was longing for the magnificent expanses of "three thousand feet down, but the galaxy falls for nine days." I quickly agreed, regardless of whether I had the courage to climb to the top. So my father told me to buy clothes. Xiufeng can reach an altitude of one kilometer.
On Sunday morning, the water mist was full, and there was a beautiful landscape of "the breath of Jiangnan". We drove on the highway leading to Jiujiang. It was strange to say that the temperature dropped more and more out of Nanchang. I was suddenly grateful for wearing an extra jacket.
As the enthusiasm passed away, the destination finally arrived-this is the Xilin Temple in Lushan, we went up to the mountain in a hurry. In order to hone my will, my father chose a mountain on an undeveloped dirt road. If I said that I had only felt a few coolness before, it was really cold when I went up the mountain. The light rain on the mountain has not stopped. It's strange that I slapped it on the lush branches, my sleeves ... When I shuttled between the branches, a large pool of water poured down the leaves. A gust of mountain wind blew me straight. Although it was cold, I still sweated a lot. I seldom exercise, and I can escape after class practice, but when my father asked me if I had a letter composition before going up the mountain http://wWw.ZuoWenwang.Net/ My heart conquered the mountain I answered confidently: "Of course there is!" But now I am physically weak, and I almost fall on this bluestone slab, walking for a long time with each step, while rubbing the sour muscle tissue. These fathers all looked in their eyes but said nothing, and let me worry about myself.
And I was groggy, and I could only stay awake by the coolness of breaking up the stagnant water. Gradually, I stopped complaining silently, letting these legs move forward. For a long time, I was awakened by more cluttered raindrops, and began to hear the roar of the machine. Due to the weather, I could not know what was waiting for me ahead. Presumably my father guessed my confusion and knew that I had lost the strength to speak.
"It's a cable car," he said, "coming soon." A few emotions burst into my brain, and a thousand words rushed into my heart, ending in my mouth, only the feelings of saline in the corner of my eyes.
The fog has not dispersed, and the temperature on the top of the mountain has dropped sharply. I almost have to shrink into a ball to resist the impact of this cold current. But on the contrary, the smoke on the top of the mountain seemed like a fairyland, which made me gradually integrate with this mountain and feel happy.
It was difficult for me to imagine. By virtue of my will alone, I conquered Lushan, the most favored literati and scholar of the past centuries. At this time, I finally understood what Lao She said, "The most wonderful thing is to have a little snow! Shyness and love, and what I love is the beautiful mountains and rivers of this motherland. This will be a memory I cherish. Although mixed with wind, rain, and erosion, it may become a burning existence in my heart!The address of this article: There is a memory called 800 words of warm composition http://www.zuowenwang.net/p/140033.html reproduced, please indicate the source!