大兴安岭导游词 篇15

　　Beautiful Daxinganling in my mind, has always just appeared in the book,listen to the name, I always thought it was a fairyland in the fairy tale. Whenthey told me that I was standing at the foot of the Great Xing'an Mountains, Isaw a little bit of it. I can't believe that the Great Xing'an Mountains arestationed in the Inner Mongolia grassland where I am fascinated. I can't believeit's lying right in front of me. Sitting in the car, looking at the mountainsnearby, white clouds floating on the top of the mountain. The blue sky thatoccasionally leaks from the crevice of the cloud is like the sea water scatteredon the ground. The primeval forests on the mountain are unique. The "tall,short, fat and thin" of trees are almost the same. No tree will be a littlehigher or a little shorter. The mountain is neither high nor dangerous, so itgives people a soft feeling. There is no protruding rock on the mountain; thereis no suddenly broken cliff; there is no bare cliff. Even where there is noforest, it is covered with green grass. Occasionally, you can see large wildflowers or a beautiful dandelion wrapped in white fluff. Trees are a kind ofcolor, with a special sense of hierarchy. From the bottom of the dark greenslowly upward, the upper part of the forest is slightly lower, but green. Theforest above is a whole, giving people the feeling of fluffy. Every tree isstanding and vigorous. They stretch the branches to their heart's content andattach vigor and luxuriance to every tree. Further up, the top of the mountainis covered with emerald green. The whole mountain is like a brush with differentpigments, gently brushing on the mountain. The mountains in the Great Xing'anMountains are not so adventurous. The whole mountain, as if in computer art withelegant arc hook out the same. His eyes gaze deep into the forest, but his mindfantasizes about the rare birds and animals in it; his ears resound with thejoyful birdsong (just thinking). No matter how far you drive, the Great Xing'anMountains are still long, the forest is still flat, and the color is stillbeautiful. The Great Xing'an Mountains outside the car window retreated slowly,but I couldn't see the end of the Great Xing'an Mountains all the time. Thebeauty of every moment is painted on the plain of my memory. From chaganhaotebeside the Horqin grassland to the frigid dead volcano - Arshan mountain; fromthe refreshing and sweet Wuli spring to the rippling world; from yiershi, whichis also the frontier of the train terminal, to Ulanhot, where Genghis KhanTemple is located. Daxing'anling, accompany me through the whole journey.