The endless prairie seems to be connected to the horizon from afar. In the meadow, there are green drops everywhere, like a green carpet, also covered with colorful flowers, and embroidered beautiful patterns on the boundless green carpet. The following is a composition about meadows. Let's enjoy the prairie landscape together.
A 450-word essay on grasslands
During summer vacation, my parents took me to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia. After several days of driving, we finally arrived at this fascinating place.
When I arrived in the grassland of Inner Mongolia, the first thing that caught my attention was the endless grassland. There were black yaks and snow-white sheep, as well as shepherds riding horses to herd livestock. and sheep. Not far away, several tents and prayer flags dance in the wind. A winding river flows through the meadow, surrounding it ase a transparent belt. From time to time, a few yaks come to the river to play and drink water. From a distance, the yaks look like black pearls embedded in the meadow. They lowered their heads to eat grass for a while, then raised their heads to look into the distance. It was obvious that they were very quiet. The yak is known as the “ship of the plateau”. His whole body is full of treasures. The milk it produces has high nutritional value and the beef is delicious. Eating it on the shelf can also increase hair calories. leather can also be made into clothing. The horns can be used to make combs and other crafts. In places where transportation is inconvenient, yaks can also be used as transportation to help people carry items. Yaks have many advantages. Prairie shepherds hold a whip in ae hand and a rein in the other for leading cattle and sheep. Groups of cattle and sheep run across the meadows.
We also rode horses at Moon Bay. Moon Bay is so beautiful that the river naturally forms the shape of a moon over the meadow, hence its name. The horse I was riding was obedient. When I hit him with a whip, he started galloping across the meadow.
Beautiful meadow, you are so beautiful. You raised hard-working, kind and honest Tibetan children. We love you !
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In my memory, the boundless prairie has always been unforgettable for me.
Last summer, our family visited the grassland of Inner Mongolia with a tourist group. Walking through the meadow, we felt like we were in a green ocean. Looking around us, the green waves rippled and stretched to the ends of the sky. The cThey were as clear as blue, so blue that they were so pure that they were almost transparent. The snow-white clouds were blown by the wind and drifted slowly. Under the blue sky and white clouds, groups of cattle and sheep played freely, some lowered their heads to taste the tender grass, some strolled leisurely, and some ran happily. A winding stream flows slowly through the middle of the meadow. The water is clear and the bottom is clear. Colorful wildflowers bloom by the stream, which look especially brilliant when reflected in the water. From time to time, several horses and cows are reflected there. come to the stream with their long swaying tails. Drink water, the stream sparkles. Above the round yurts, in the distance, plumes of smoke rise and Tibetan girls sing melodious pastoral songs, echoing in the meadows.
“Wow...Wow..."The heavy rain fell from the sky. The sky that was so soft just now suddenly changed its face. The heavy rain surprised the tourists and pushed them back to the car. Through the car window and Through the rain curtain, I saw the grass and flowers on the ground staggering because of the rain, but they still stubbornly held their weak bodies, and my heart was unconsciously filled with emotion. moment, the rain stopped and a beautiful rainbow hung in the sky, like a colorful bridge. Tourists couldn't wait to get off the car, stood on the wet grass, breathed in the air. soft and humid air and silently thanked the rain for feasting their eyes
I am deeply intoxicated by the magnificent landscape before me The meadow, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, is a true paradise. on earth!
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During the holidayses, I came to the long-awaited meadow of Ulan Butong. The sky is blue and the ground is green. The meadow is a green ocean. As long as the breeze blows, the grass sways and the entire grassland sways, just like the green ocean.
What I like the most is when the sun sets and the horses come home from work, at that time there are thousands of horses galloping, not to mention that It’s spectacular! Big ones, small ones, flowery ones, black ones, old ones, small ones. There are black and white horses, pure white horses and lame horses. Suddenly the road became busy. I thought: why do horses come home so quickly after working all day? My mother told me it was because Xiaomi wanted to rest and go back to sleep early. The setting sun reflected the red sky, the red meadow, and the horses returning home red. I saw a pony jump out of the herd, run several times, then come backgo to the herd. Horses were like a trend, traveling in all directions. Just when I was looking carefully, my mother suddenly burst into laughter. It turned out that a little donkey had escaped and its owner was chasing it from behind. Not to be outdone, the little donkey deliberately teased its owner with its hind hooves.
It's been a long time since I came back, but these spectacular scenes still replay in my mind if I get the chance, I will go back and come back to see these spectacular scenes.
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My hometown, Hohhot City, Inner Mongolia, is called the “blue city” in Mongolian . It was a beautiful city, with neat streets, wide roads and tall buildings, which reminded me of it all the time. There are many places of interest here, including the Zhaojun Tomb which bears witness to the hhistory; the world's most comprehensive astronomical data annotated in Mongolian, preserved in the 800-year-old Temple of the Five Pagodas and the 800-year-old Dazhao Temple; Tibetan Buddhism... ...But what I remember most is the beautiful and vast meadow.
During the summer vacation, my mother and I took a car to Huitengxile Grassland, about a hundred kilometers from Hohhot Town. The vast meadow stretched as far as the eye could see, the ground was full of colors. flowers, and the blue sky floated in the sky, white clouds bloomed, like children. The children were eating marshmallows, the melodious sound of the tomcat was heard in the distance, and groups of cattle, sheep and horses walked and grazed peacefully. From a distance, the white yurts look like pearls scattered on the green carpet. Rows of wind turbines are constantly spinning. The hospitable Mongolian people brought fragrant milk teaand hand-minced meat to welcome guests from far and wide.
At night, everything is calm, and the stars in the sky are like diamonds embedded on a blue curtain, sparkling, so beautiful!
The vast prairie, the beautiful prairie, really makes people forget to leave.
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Inner Mongolia is most beautiful in August.
Waiting for the stars, the moon, I finally looked forward to this trip to Inner Mongolia - a young reporter from Yangzhou Daily went to Inner Mongolia to collect information and exchange ideas. happy!
We first took a bus to Nanjing Station, then boarded a train from Nanjing to Inner Mongolia. After a 22-hour journey, we arrived in Inner Mongolia the following night. This is the first time in my life that I have taken a train in such a long time. SameIf I'm very tired, I always look forward to seeing the meadow I dreamed of.
For eight days, we communicated and interacted with young journalists from “Baotou Evening News” from Inner Mongolia; we visited the vast desert, boundless grassland, Ulanfu Memorial Hall and Mengniu production line. . among whom I was moved. The most impressive thing was horseback riding in the Xilamuren grassland in Inner Mongolia.
I loved horseback riding when I was a child. I remember my first horse riding was when I was three years old. From then on, I always wanted to have fun riding horses, but it was only limited. to the little world of the park. Now that we have arrived at the meadow we have dreamed of for a long time, of course we have to ride horses and gallop. The meadow stretches as far as the eye can see. The green meadow is refreshing and the sky is as blue as fake.
We crossed the creek, turned toward the swamp, and walked through the woods. We went to the Aobao shepherds, where we enjoyed butter tea, cheese and various Mongolian snacks. In the prairie swamps, I saw lush trees and lush grass. When a gentle breeze blows, the beautiful scenery of "cattle and sheep appear in the grass in the wind" immediately appears in front of you. The horses walked quietly in the meadows, then ran for a while. Riding the horses, we felt the meadow wind with the slightest smell of horses, which was very comfortable. After more than three hours of walking, more than a dozen people were chatting and laughing on horseback. What happiness! I really don't want to leave this charming meadow, I really don't want to go home!
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August 19, my grown-ups-parents and I came to Zhangjiakou and visited the famous Bashang Grassland together.
As soon as I arrived in the meadow, I smelled a refreshing scent. The smell of car exhaust in the city had disappeared. People suddenly felt enlightened and particularly at ease. At that moment, I saw a sign for Prairie Motorcycle, and I said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, I want to remember Prairie Motorcycle saying, 'Let's go then.' » left with one click, I made a big circle around the meadow and saw various flowers and plants along the way, including sunflowers, lavender, etc. I was just looking at the scenery and didn't realize that I was still pressing the accelerator and driving very fast. When I got out of the car, I realized mud was all over me. Then we rode camels and took a cart pulled by sheep. Of course, what I preferre, it's horseback riding. I've lived in the city since I was a child and I always go out in the car. I have never ridden a horse. I rode my horse carefully. An old man in front of me was also riding a horse, holding the reins of my horse. After walking for a while, the old man asked me, “Do you want to run for a while?” happily: “Okay.” As soon as he shouted “drive”, both horses started running. I quickly grabbed myself and sat up for fear of falling. As I was running, I saw an uncle riding a horse next to me, shouting “drive” on the horse. His horse was running much faster than ours, and he suddenly disappeared. After a while, my horse also came running back. Finally, I shot an arrow. First, I put the arrow on the bow, drew the bow and aimed at the target. As soon as I released my hand, the arrow flew away. I saw that I had reached the seventh ring. I followed methode just now and I ejaculated a few more times. Even though I didn't reach the tenth ring, I was still very happy.
Without knowing it, it was the afternoon and it was time for me to go home. I took one last look at the meadow and got on the bus to go home. Beautiful Bashang meadow, I will definitely come back here!