游玩长江的好处英语作文

The mighty waves of the Yangtze River are whirling, rolling, as if breaking free from something, with a loud rumble. Wave and waves call each other, rolling eastward in pursuit of the red sun. From the most distant and misty sky, you can also see its shining water. And the suspended rock cliffs on both sides of the steep peaks, rising high above their heads in a desolate blue sky, looking down on the surging rapids. Only they know how long the Yangtze River has passed and will go through.

I stood on the deck of a ship speeding along the Yangtze River, with the wind blowing my hair and my skirts floating into the sky. I hold the column, staring at the powerful atmosphere of conquered everything since the past, above the storm, the heavy yoke of the years can not subdue the life torrent, it poured out a deep and loud voice, as if to tell people an important thing. And the sun it is chasing is sinking toward the west behind it.

The bright red and gorgeous fireball that fills the earth with youth and roaring life, makes the frozen rivers wake up in the cradle

of the mountains and jungles, makes the seeds hidden underground in the cold winter years produce pale green seedlings, sprinkle the grassland with flowers, and let the fish freely float and sink in the warm water waves. Everything was caressed by the sun, but it now sank irresistibly towards the west, and the final burning flames flew up with the smoke. The sky is shrouded in a boundless and dark cloud, reflecting the Yangtze River, but the Yangtze River is still rolling east flow, never fold back. The sun behind it, over the narrow valley, fell into the clouds that its glory rendered into gorgeous color. The pale dark mist rose from the river, and the lights that flashed between the banks trembled in the bright shadows of the water and the sky.

The day is magnificent, but the darkness is more magnificent than day. In the deep peace, full of fantasy, full of hope, nothing, but contains everything. I watched the waves set up near by the lights of the ship, breaking each other, as if only broken to fill themselves with vitality, gallop, and raise waves into the sky. And the mountains that had never broken, huge and blurred under the dim stars, could only stand forever. They felt that the darkness was so cold, heavy,

and thick, and that it was as gloomy and terrible as the ghostly wild stone cave, while the Yangtze River was running bravely towards the darkness. The vacancy caused by the front wave is immediately filled by the back wave. As the wind rose high, he dashed recklessly toward the whirlpool, rising from the barrier of the narrow valley. I listened to the sound of the waves in the dark, felt its loneliness and tragedy, and at the same time, it showed me an eternal great thought:

The light of life is brilliant, and the darkness is the womb of the great sun.