家乡总是竹影斑驳,青葱一片,“偶有游鱼过墨溪,常有蝴蝶戏碧叶”。竹林漫无边际,四周青山环抱,湖水清澈如镜,云雾在山峦间缭绕。早晨的第一缕阳光铺洒在竹叶间,吹散了朦胧的薄雾,周围松竹葱翠,生机盎然。站在小山顶眺望,远方云层如梦似幻,吞噬了婆娑的绿,巍峨高山露出浓绿一角,恍若在眼前。竹海从小山顶到大山的山腰有一条长长的缆车线,荡在两山之间,宛若在蓝天划过一条优美的弧线。向下俯视,是高不可测的万丈深渊,又见云气弥漫,升腾,缭绕,似梦似幻。山脚、山腰、山间、山顶,全被竹子 My hometown is always mottled with bamboo shadows and green onion. I have occasional fishes passing through Moxi and often have a butterfly play. Bamboo forest is boundless, surrounded by green mountains, the lake is clear as a mirror, clouds lingering in the mountains. In the morning, the first rays of the sun spread over the bamboo leaves, blowing the hazy mist and lush green bamboo around. Standing on the top of the hill, the clouds in the distance dream like dreams, swallowing the green of the mother-in-law, and revealing a dark green corner of the mountain. From the top of the hill to the mountainside of the mountain, the bamboo sea has a long cable car line that swings between two mountains, just like a beautiful arc in the blue sky. Looking down, it is an unfathomable abyss, and sees the cloud filled with air, rising, lingering, dreamlike. The foot of a mountain, the mountainside, the mountain, the top of the mountain, all bamboo