Essay on introducing Miyun Lao Ye Temple Village 800 words

A piece of tangerine peel that looks like nothing is often the hard work of countless people. Xinhui, as a rich place of tangerine peel, is also shining because of the remarkable curative effect of tangerine peel and the unchanged skill.

There is a saying in Xinhui: "The three treasures of Xinhui: tangerine peel, old ginger, and grass straw." "Tangerine peel will also be on a par with ginger, straw and other daily necessities and treasures of farmers? This shows how important it is to the locals.

Xinhui mandarin oranges are picked in October and December. After peeling the peel, it is dried in the sun or at a low temperature to make tangerine peel. And after the harvest, the locals often "return the favor" by fertilizing it as a thank you for the hard work of the year.

Among the peels, the peels picked in October are greenish, yellow in November, and red in December. The citrus peel can only be called tangerine peel when it is peeled, dried, sealed and stored for more than 3 years. In Xinhui, it is also said that the citrus fruits in the fields of the bear (ní) tower are the most authentic and of the best quality.

In traditional Chinese medicine, tangerine peel has the effect of regulating qi and strengthening the spleen, drying and dampness and dissolving phlegm, which has been passed down since ancient times, "Medical Origin" and "Daily Materia Medica".

It is recorded in medical books such as the Compendium. Legend has it that the Empress Dowager of the Song Dynasty had suffered from breast disease, looking for a prescription for many years and did not get better, after Huang Guanghan and his wife Mi used tangerine peel and so on for its **, soon cured, since then tangerine peel has become famous, but Xinhui tangerine peel has not been "unavoidable" because of this, still according to the ancient law, step by step process. Nowadays, Xinhui tangerine peel still attracts tourists from all over the country with its unchanged skills and characteristics, and ...... tourists

I remember when I was a child, I had a cough, and I searched for Western medicine for many months, but there was still no significant effect, but the disease became more and more serious.

The contribution of Xinhui tangerine peel is far more than in medicine, the daily food of tangerine peel and the tangerine peel duck on the table have also made many gourmets compete to "bend their waists". Take a bite of tangerine peel duck, cool and melodious aftertaste, without the fishy smell of duck, but emerge bursts of tangerine peel aftertaste ......

A piece of tangerine peel may not be precious to modern people, but a small piece of tangerine peel is not a symbol of our Xinhui people from generation to generation? What does it mean for citrus tea, as a daily drink, to occupy a place in the Chinese tea industry? A piece of tangerine peel, although bitter, but after all, the bitterness is sweet, how is the spirit and will of Xinhui people not the same?

Xinhui people's unremitting struggle and hard work, how similar is this tangerine peel? A year's hard work, just to be able to bear fruit once - this is the belief of our Xinhui people; This is the courage of this little tangerine peel. All of this is because I believe in the ...... of success and happiness that comes with all the hardships

Tangerine peel, as the name suggests, is an aged fruit peel, although it is not conspicuous on the outside, but like a giant tree with a long history, although it has experienced weather, this is only the appearance, and its significance lies in its influence on the world...... people

Just as the motherland is full of mountains, we should be more proud, and in the transformation of modern cities, we should cherish and inherit the culture and spirit of Xinhui Chenpi - inherit the tradition and actively innovate; To work hard, to create a better tomorrow!

I was with nature on a narrow flat land surrounded by mountains in a small quiet town, and to the south of the town was a secluded village, and in the village there was a harmonious family, and in that family there was a young man who loved nature, and the only young man next to me was me.

I love nature because of the vitality of spring, because of the greenery of summer, because of the tranquility of autumn, because of the emergence of everything in winter.

In spring, I like to wander around the mountains, forests, and ridges, looking at the tender buds on the trees, and can't help but lean over and smell them - fresh and spontaneous. Close your eyes and listen to the birds and streams. Sit back, take a deep breath, and feel a burst of refreshment in your soul.

Stand up, run wildly, shout a few times with all your might, like a bud breaking through the epidermis, and the petals swelling through the bones. This is the spring of nature, and it is also my spring, I have become a little grass in spring, enjoying spring with all things.

In the summer, I like to go fishing by the reservoir. Sitting barefoot in the shade of the tree, the wind outside the tree is beautiful, the cool breeze under the tree, the grass caresses my feet, itchy. I put down the bait and stuck the rod aside, and I was so uncomfortable that I looked up, and my eyes were full of green.

The water and mountains, back to the clear reflection, make me feel refreshed. There were a few wild ducks swimming on the water, and suddenly a goshawk flew in the sky, and all of them got into the water, and when they looked again, they were already there. Before I retracted the hook, I didn't forget to jump into the water, swim freely, and play in the water with my companions, and the wild ducks in the distance followed suit.

The ducks also had fun with me, and I felt like I was in nature.

In autumn, take your family and walk along the mountain trails. Sometimes a row of geese skimmed overhead, and sometimes a few wild chicks jumped in the forest, dragging their long and beautiful tail feathers, a bit of "flying phoenix" finger bright oak taste. The water became thinner, the leaves turned yellow, the fields were empty, and only a few children were playing in the mud, digging for loaches, and the sound of cheerful laughter brought my mind back to my childhood.

A pine tree on the mountain is undiminished green, tenacious and tenacious, resisting yellowing. Everything is so silent, and I like silence and I am already silent in silence.

In winter, snowflakes fly, reminiscent of the Tang Dynasty poem, "Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms". The village after the snow is even more tranquil. I saw a plum forest from afar, full of vitality, no longer the cold plum of "the broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless", but the early plum of "flying snow to welcome spring, wind and rain to send spring back", she bloomed on the cliff, pretty in the middle of winter, competing with pines and cypresses, and fighting wits with the cold.

Slowly, the ice and snow melted, everything recovered, the mountains were tender, and the water was beautiful. Winter nature gives me hope and strengths.

Nature has given birth to me who loves nature, and I will love, cherish, and love nature even more.

Warm family affair.

Looking back, home has given me too much warmth, and in this comfortable cradle, I am like a seedling moistened by rain and dew, bathed in the warm sunshine and thriving. In conceit, I learned to be humble; In squeamishness, I got to know everything about my home. Home has given me a sense of spring.

It was a stormy night, Dad hadn't been home for a long time, it was Daddy's birthday, and a table of sumptuous dishes and a tempting cake had long since lost their luster in the dim light. Mom stood by the window, and there was a lot of uneasiness in her tired eyes, and she kept watching to see if Dad would come back. As for me, I was lying at the desk, and the small drum in my stomach had already been "knocking" non-stop, but my mother said that today was my father's birthday, and I couldn't eat until my father came back, so I had to listen to my mother and wait patiently.

The rain outside the window was falling even harder, and the rain flowed like a raging river. Where's Daddy? I can't help but feel guilty. Seeing her mother's anxiety at the moment, she tiptoed to look left and right, looking at her watch from time to time, as if she cared so much about every second.

I'm also panicking, why hasn't Dad come back yet! At this time, my mother had put on her rain boots, carried an umbrella, and my father's rain boots and hurried out of the house. "Kid, I'll go find your dad!

Mom, I'll go too! I quickly put on my rain boots and rushed out of the house. At home, there is also a sumptuous dinner, and a fragrant birthday cake.

Our mother and daughter walked one foot deep and one foot shallow. Suddenly, my gaze collided with my mother's, and I saw the anxiety and eagerness in my mother's eyes, the droplets of water on her forehead, the rain? Tears?

I don't know. Only the true feelings in my mother's heart, I can see it best. My mother hugged me tightly, under the same umbrella, and I felt that at this moment, my mother and I were very close, and our hearts were also very close.

After several twists and turns, our family finally sat down at the dining table, and without taking off our soaked coats, we lit the red birthday candles, and the red flames jumped, reflecting the cold meal with a unique brilliance. Our hearts are also condensed on this small candle flame, and at this moment, I have no feeling of hunger, because love has already filled my heart, permeating every corner of the house, and I feel warm. By candlelight, we laughed and drank as a family.

Love, wandering ......

Just go home and solve the hotel