Wang Wei was a very famous poet in Tang Dynasty. His poem “My Cottage at Deep South Mountain” was a poem which talk about life he wanted. He wanted the nature life. “ I walk until the water ends, and sit waiting for the hour when clouds rise”. This sentence all talk about the natural scene.
In the book, Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech, the setting of Bybanks is important to Salamanca because it has everything she loves. One of the things Sal loved the most about Bybanks was nature. When Sal lived with her mom and dad in Bybanks she had a lot of trees and animals around her, like pigs, cows, a maple tree, and especially the singing tree. So moving away from all those things significantly impacted her.
Barry Lopez's Essay ¨A Literature of Place” is like a walk through nature. His descriptions of activities to do with nature were not like any other I have heard. I could relate to his conversations of special places, which made me think about my grandmas house. These conversations also inspired me. They made me feel like going on a walk in nature and to stop to soak it all in.
A well maintained country church had established a peaceful cemetery near the a bend in the river. The cemetery contained the graves of adventurous settlers. They had died from typhoid fever in the 1840 's. The wild flowers on the well manicured graves were a haven for butterflies and bees. The opportunity for a nice outing and a well deserved break from the classroom was appealing.
This is where on stressful days ill go, sit and enjoy my coffee and just let all my worries fade away while I think about how to organize and accomplish everything in life. If you ever need to just get away for a few hours and think, any of these three locations throughout Nanaimo will definitely be the places to go. They offer a type of relaxation like that is hard to find, from the fresh air of the ocean to the coffee by the water. If you haven’t yet visited one or all three of these great locations, I highly recommend giving them a chance because to me they are what makes visual escape an effective form of
They were having the time of their lives walking through the forest just relaxing and having a fun time. All of a sudden after a week or so passed they ended up coming to a river that they needed to cross without getting wet if possible. As it has been raining a far bit lately it is filled with water so they can’t just walk across. Sally spotted a tree that was straight and looked long enough to fit across the river so they could go across it. Cassie being really good at Mathematics she was
As I leisurely walked along the street today, as I often tend to do, to look at the people, I noticed a bird. I don’t know much about birds so I can’t describe what species it was but it was once a very pretty bird. The bird was lying still and mangled next to a drainage pipe.
The following sunlit and cool morning, the Festival of Ostara Hunt in the Darkling Woods started off a little slow. Arthur and Mithian rode side-by-side for most of it, chatting and laughing, and the king’s resolve to call off their engagement and send her home wavered. He thought back to his previous night with Mithian. The woman’s body had felt so damn good. She was honest, smart, and passionate.
Mom and Dad got us our first guns - we didn’t pay a cent. We had lots of fun playing in the dark forest during the long summers. I would stay still in the cool dirt, looking for my next target. The branches covered my sniper’s nest with leaves. I saw movement in the corner of my eyes, The leaves crackled as I shouldered my weapon and took aim.
Reading books was a soul-searching experience for her because reading books brought joy to her, she dedicated her time to read books and she made reading books a part of who she was. She gave stated her memories of what a normal childhood which involved, lifting rocks in the creek, laying pennies on the tracks of the trolley and running to fetch them, etc. But at the end of the day, it was never any
Mythologies, although depicted in different ways, are a part of every culture. Every mythology has stories of their heroes and how they came to be. Usually heroes come into this world unnaturally and strangely. Heroes have their tales of incredible quests they are sent on, like fighting horrific monsters and solving complex puzzles. Eventually heroes die, whether out of heroism or stupidity.