1. Poems and famous sayings about Jiuzhaigou

The surrounding mountains reflect a pool of clear water and a narrow stream. There is also "Jiuzhaigou Poems" written by Wang Jiucheng (male, born in July 1970) In Laiyang, Shandong.

Started publishing poetry and prose in 1994.

Now editor of a magazine in Xi'an. The thin road on the road to Jiuzhai took over my gradually lighter body and went upwards. Holding the belt of the cloud with the hand of the snow peak, looking down at the overlapping roads with the eyes of the sky. The water of the Minjiang River never stops for a moment, rushing towards the distant destination, far away from the soul, far away from the colorful and pure sea, whose face is dyed red by the sun. The girl is carrying the crystal inside the stone, or the mysterious spell that has not been consecrated.

The touching tributes from every tourist. The profound Tibetan songs are ringing in the ears. The thin oxygen is enough to breathe. The eagles are circling and pecking, making the patterns of the clouds more colorful. The sun is struggling to stop and the yaks are relaxing. I found the poor Cordyceps sinensis, coughed lightly and cut my heart and lungs. A wooden house can grow from any piece of soil. The rice from far away slowly adapted to the hardness of the lack of oxygen. On this road to Jiuzhaigou, I arrived at a place that many people cannot reach in their lifetime. The height reached 2. Jiuzhai in late winter. When the snow on the roadside warms my eyes, I hear the pouring of flowing water. The call of thousands of years is approaching deep in my heart step by step. The road is getting closer and more twists and turns, and peaks are coming towards my face. Entering from the height of lack of oxygen. The hinterland entered the primitive from modern times, and in an instant I forgot my own existence. The bonfire was approaching at night, and the wild Guozhuang was dancing. When there was fire, there was a fiery heart, there was dancing, there was dancing soul. The jumping waterfall, can it awaken the phoenix resting in the water? Transparent The wind may dance the sleeping dragon on the peak. In this fairy tale world, I saw an ancient village. In that ancient village, there was a Tibetan knife that I lost. 3. After returning from Jiuzhaigou, I visited the Tibetan people’s homes and saw it from a distance. The matrilineal eagle hovers on the mountain top of the setting sun. The colorful prayer flags tell the wind of piety. The holy mountain shines with ageless light. The roadside is dotted with prostrate figures. The suffering of blood is hidden in the desolate pastoral song. The snow-white Hada hands out auspicious greetings. The passion of home awaits. The girl's face is reflected red by the stove in the boiling butter tea. The highland barley wine bounces into my mortal heart. The legend of polyandry stirs my painful nerves. The chanting of sutras placed above my head purifies me. A dusty journey, returning from a magical paradise, walking into dignity from fairy tales, the people here I call brothers and sisters, the pictures here are more like my dreams 4. Walking through the Jiuzhaigou Valley in late autumn, the waters warmed by the sky and flames are blue. The water reflects the laurels of ice and snow and the gorgeous clothes of clouds. The transparent fish has grown up in the folk songs of thousands of years. The Tibetan knife on my back has gradually dimmed due to long-term loss. The fire of red leaves reflects the autumn of Jiuzhaigou. The poems of the flowing frost. Waiting for the familiar footsteps to knock on the door to heaven. The wind brings devout prayers from afar. The Tibetan scriptures floating on the prayer flags wash away the dust scattered in the soul. The waters led by the horns are passed between the stones and the sky. The clear message of life is opened by a clear Buddha light. The dance stirred up by the bonfire surges out of the original restlessness in the bones. Countless bird wings flap and dreamy white swans confuse the water's ripples. Silver music is full of ageless wisdom. Walking through the late autumn All creatures in Jiuzhaigou will be cleaner than when they came. Personal introduction: Wang Jiucheng, Jiuzhaigou Poetry Group/Wang Jiucheng 1. On the road to Jiuzhaigou, the thin road took over my gradually lighter body and went upward. Holding the belt of the cloud with the hand of the snow peak, looking down at the overlapping roads with the eyes of the sky. The water of the Minjiang River never stops for a moment, rushing towards the distant destination, far away from the soul, far away from the colorful and pure sea, whose face is dyed red by the sun. The girl is carrying the crystal inside the stone, or the mysterious spell that has not been consecrated.

The touching tributes from every tourist. The profound Tibetan songs are ringing in the ears. The thin oxygen is enough to breathe. The eagles are circling and pecking, making the patterns of the clouds more colorful. The sun is struggling to stop and the yaks are relaxing. I found the poor Cordyceps sinensis, coughed lightly and cut my heart and lungs. A wooden house can grow from any piece of soil. The rice from far away slowly adapted to the hardness of the lack of oxygen. On this road to Jiuzhaigou, I arrived at a place that many people cannot reach in their lifetime. The height reached 2. Jiuzhai in late winter. When the snow on the roadside warms my eyes, I hear the pouring of flowing water. The call of thousands of years is approaching deep in my heart step by step. The road is getting closer and more twists and turns, and peaks are coming towards my face. Entering from the height of lack of oxygen. The hinterland entered the primitive from modern times, and in an instant I forgot my own existence. The bonfire was approaching at night, and the wild Guozhuang was dancing. When there was fire, there was a fiery heart, there was dancing, there was dancing soul. The jumping waterfall, can it awaken the phoenix resting in the water? Transparent The wind may dance the sleeping dragon on the peak. In this fairy tale world, I saw an ancient village. In that ancient village, there was a Tibetan knife that I lost. 3. After returning from Jiuzhaigou, I visited the Tibetan people’s homes and saw it from a distance. The matrilineal eagle hovers on the mountain top of the setting sun. The colorful prayer flags tell the wind of piety. The holy mountain shines with ageless light. The roadside is dotted with prostrate figures. The suffering of blood is hidden in the desolate pastoral song. The snow-white Hada hands out auspicious greetings. The passion of home awaits. The girl's face is reflected red by the stove in the boiling butter tea. The highland barley wine bounces into my mortal heart. The legend of polyandry stirs my painful nerves. The chanting of sutras placed above my head purifies me. A dusty journey, returning from a magical paradise, walking into dignity from fairy tales, the people here I call brothers and sisters, the pictures here are more like my dreams 4. Walking through the Jiuzhaigou Valley in late autumn, the waters warmed by the sky and flames are blue. The water reflects the laurels of ice and snow and the gorgeous clothes of clouds. The transparent fish has grown up in the folk songs of thousands of years. The Tibetan knife on my back has gradually dimmed due to long-term loss. The fire of red leaves reflects the autumn of Jiuzhaigou. The poems of the flowing frost. Waiting for the familiar footsteps to knock on the door to heaven. The wind brings devout prayers from afar. The Tibetan scriptures floating on the prayer flags wash away the dust scattered in the soul. The waters led by the horns are passed between the stones and the sky. The clear message of life is opened by a clear Buddha light. The dance stirred up by the bonfire surges out of the original restlessness in the bones. Countless bird wings flap and dreamy white swans confuse the water's ripples. Silver music is full of ageless wisdom. Walking through the late autumn All the creatures in Jiuzhaigou will be cleaner than when they arrived. 2. Advertisements and poems describing Jiuzhaigou (at least three sentences)

Advertising words:

(1) Come on! Jiuzhaigou welcomes you with open arms!

(2) When you come to Jiuzhaigou, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery!

(3) The scenery of Jiuzhaigou Valley is the best in the world!

(4) Where is heaven? Right in Jiuzhaigou!

(5) Where to go this summer vacation? If you want to go, go to Jiuzhaigou!

(6) Go, Jiuzhaigou will fascinate you.

(7) If you don’t go to Jiuzhaigou, you won’t know how beautiful Jiuzhaigou is!

(8) Jiuzhaigou is beautiful, you will regret not going there!

(9) The scenery here is beautiful, please don’t be late;

(10) If you want to see the treasure, you must come early!

Verses:

1. Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people like An Xuexian laugh at it. There is a road to heaven leading to Jiuzhaigou, where fairyland can be wandered.

2. Count the hundred and ten pools of pearls, and the flowing clouds are in the water near the thatched hut. A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue. Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry. Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by retaining his splendid medals.

3. The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water.

4. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected with waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

5. Visiting Jiuzhaigou in the golden autumn, the red leaves are better than the blooming flowers. The blue sea is full of colors, and the wind and snow dance on the sword rocks. Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step. Waving goodbye, we meet again.

3. Idioms to describe Jiuzhaigou Valley

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the mountains are green, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, there are landslides and tsunamis, the mountains are long and the rivers are far away, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, the mountains and rivers are as peaceful as Mount Tai. The water and the sky are of the same color. The water and the light are in harmony with the color of the sky. It describes the vast scene where the water and the sky are connected. The Chinese text "Preface to the Poems of Tengwang Pavilion" written by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty says: "The falling clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the long sky. Water, wood and Qinghua refer to gardens. The scenery is clear and beautiful. The poem "You Xichi" written by Xie Hu of the Jin Dynasty in the Jin Dynasty says: "The scenery is full of singing birds, and the water and trees are clear and clear. The water is beautiful, the mountain is bright, and the mountains and rivers are clear and beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful. Mountains, rivers, and rice gather means that when you look down from a high place, the mountains and rivers are undulating, like rice." Gathering. The text version of "The Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Ma Yuan's Biography" says: "Defend the aid of Wei and go before the emperor again, gather rice to form a valley, draw the situation, show the army the paths to go, analyze the twists and turns, and it will be clear." Colorful purple and red flowers: Beautiful; Yan: beautiful. Refers to all kinds of brightly colored flowers. "The Peony Pavilion·Dreams" by Tang Xianzu of the Ming Dynasty: "It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, but they are all in ruins. The beautiful scenery in the good time is nothing, who can enjoy it?" "Home Courtyard." The sixty-nine chapters of "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" by Chu people in the Qing Dynasty: "Seeing the weeping willows dragging their silk threads, the environment is quiet;~, playing birds in the wind, there is a special kind of enjoyment." White grass and yellow clouds describe autumn. The desolate scene of the frontier fortress. Tang Dynasty Quan Deyu's poem "To the Veteran": "White grass and yellow clouds fortified the fortress in autumn, and I once followed the Hushi out of Bingzhou." Qing Dynasty Ji Yun's "Notes of Yuewei Thatched Cottage·Luanyang Continuation Record Five": "I am a man who is anxious to find myself. I don't know where to go, but I am alone in the sand moraine, boundless on all sides." The white and red colors describe all kinds of flowers and trees. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty's "Three Poems for Feeling Spring" poem: "Wandering in the forest of hundreds of flowers in the morning, the red and red colors are white. "Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Two Poems on Harmony and Wind and Rain": "The wind and rain are coming, the spring is poor, and my eyes are empty." The white rainbow penetrates the sun. The ancients believed that extraordinary things will happen in the world. According to the current situation According to meteorological theory, this is not a rainbow but a halo, an atmospheric optical phenomenon. "Warring States Policy Wei Ce IV": "When Nie Zheng stabbed the Han puppet, a white rainbow penetrated the sun." "Historical Records Biography of Lu Zhonglian and Zou Yang": " In the past, Jing Ke admired the meaning of Yan Dan, and the prince was afraid of it." The second chapter of "Lichuntang" by Wang Shifu of the Yuan Dynasty: "Don't talk about it~, Qinglong Hidden Pond." White waves lift the sky to describe the high wind and waves. "Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty" The poem "Late Mooring in Wind and Rain": "The moss hits the ground and the spring rain continues, and the white waves lift the sky and the sun winds." "A hundred flowers bloom" describes the blooming and colorful flowers. It is a metaphor for the free development of art with different winds and gods. It also describes the prosperity of the art world. Li Ruzhen's "Mirror" in the Qing Dynasty Chapter 3 of "Flower Marriage": "The Baihua Fairy is just playing chess here, but the emperor of the lower world suddenly orders him to let a hundred flowers bloom." See also "A Hundred Schools of Thought Contest" Bai Hua Qian Pao describes hundreds of flowers blooming, rich and colorful. Anonymous Ming Dynasty's "Zi Wei" The second chapter of "Palace": "The scenery in the mid-winter festival is wonderful, and hundreds of flowers are blooming." See also "A Hundred Flowers Bloom". The rosy clouds and steaming clouds are a metaphor for the splendor and beauty of the scenery. 4. Poems about Jiuzhaigou

Poems about Jiuzhaigou (1) Counting hundreds of pearl pools, flowing clouds in the water near the thatched hut.

A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue. Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry.

Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by keeping his splendid medals. The magical Jiuzhaigou painting is in the sky, capturing the soul and making people ecstasy.

The emerald sea flows in a lovely fantasy world, and the colorful forests are charming and mesmerizing. The waterfalls flying in the sky convey joy, and the pines flying over the cliffs paint wonderful stories.

I just sighed that the autumn light was like a dream, and I was shocked by the snow swirling all over the mountain. (2) Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected with waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

(3) The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water. (4) Visiting Jiuzhaigou in golden autumn, the red leaves are more beautiful than the flowers.

The blue sea is full of colors, and the sword rocks are dancing in the wind and snow. Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step.

Waving goodbye for a moment, meeting again. (5) Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people laugh at An Xuexian.

There is a road leading from heaven to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can be wandered. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected with waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

5. What are the poems that describe Jiuzhaigou?

1\Jiuzhaigou is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by mountains and rivers. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the mountains are surprisingly green, so green, so cute, and even more colorful. The Norilang Pearl Beach is as white as silk. I can still see Bajie playing in the water under the waterfall and forgetting to return. Monkey King’s voice is so startling that the water curtain turns into pearls and sprinkles them on the world 2\Jiuzhaigou Essay/ Listen quietly to the Mo Snow Mountain, Haizi Waterfall, and the grassland. This is a magnificent land. She is beautiful. The colorful style elegantly outlines a vivid landscape picture, which is the magical paradise on earth---Jiuzhaigou water is the spirit of this world. There are criss-crossing lakes and waterfalls in various colors of green, emerald, azure, blue, and ink. Colorful, full of agility and change, the mountain is the backbone of the world. The majestic and abrupt ice condenses on the rocks to form a white-capped snow mountain, a sacred mountain like a golden pagoda - the Snow Cauldron dominates the peaks, making people admire and eager to climb and conquer the tree. This world is full of vitality. The vast green and dense primeval forests hide the long history, and their lives are therefore "immortal." The grasslands are the hope of this world. Water and grass are abundant. Flowers are blooming in the wilderness. The wind blows and the flags move, bringing the wet grass fragrance. A plush carpet spreads towards the sky. The grassland once left the footprints of the Red Army's Long March. Cattle and sheep roam in the green grass. Wranglers have thrived here for generations. They are lucky enough to be the masters of "heaven". All things are spiritual. The mountains, water, trees, and grass are beautiful in this world. The true love is more beautiful. Let us go into Jiuzhaigou and experience the selfless gift of nature. 3\The mountain spirits and people stand still, and the waterfalls and jade leaves no trace.

The lake mirror changes due to the light, and the breeze plays the tree harp. 6. What are the poems describing "Jiuzhaigou"

1. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected with waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland.

2. Visiting Jiuzhaigou in the golden autumn, the red leaves are better than the blooming flowers. The blue sea is full of colors, and the wind and snow dance on the sword rocks. Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step. Waving goodbye, we meet again.

3. The poem "Jiuzhaigou" by Xiao Cao, a modern poet:

Look at the colorful ponds in the forest, the fish swim in the clouds and the birds sing happily;

The waterfalls are blowing on your face. Come, the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhaigou spread to the sea and sky.

4. Count the hundred and ten pools of pearls, and the flowing clouds float in the water near the thatched hut. A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue. Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry. Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by retaining his splendid medals.

5. The magic mirror fragments are scattered in the world, and Haizi pearls are skillfully inlaid. The fairy tale world is called Jiuzhaigou, and the holy water of Baigou accompanies the fairy mountain.

Since the ancients have been to Jiuzhaigou, there are no poems describing Jiuzhaigou in ancient poetry books. The above are all written by modern people, and the author's source cannot be verified. We hope to adopt them. 7. What poems describe Jiuzhaigou?

1. Yaochi is originally in the human world, making ordinary people laugh at An Xuexian.

There is a road leading from heaven to Jiuzhaigou, where the fairyland can be wandered. 2. Count the hundred and ten pools of pearls, and the flowing clouds float in the water near the thatched hut.

A ditch of dense pine forest, eyes full of quiet sapphire blue. Fortunately, there are no Buddhist chants in the depths of the mountain, so it happens that the guests are chatting about poetry.

Jing Jia belongs to the literati generation, so he can earn some money by keeping his splendid medals. 3. The mountains on all sides reflect a narrow stream of clear water.

4. Shushan Mountain has been called Emei since ancient times. How is Emei more special than Jiuzhaigou? Green lakes are connected with waterfalls, and the water and mountains are like a fairyland. 5. Visit Jiuzhaigou in the golden autumn, and the red leaves will bloom more than the flowers.

The blue sea is full of colors, and the sword rocks are dancing in the wind and snow. Looking around is the fairyland, wandering step by step.

Waving goodbye for a moment, meeting again. The ancients didn’t write about it, maybe it was a difficult road to travel in the first place, and no great poet had ever been there before.

These are not ancient poems, they are all written by modern people, but I don’t know who wrote them.