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“一片两片三四片，五片六片七八片……香山红叶红满天。”这是我曾经背过的一段诗文。从那时起，我就向往去看一看，看那“红满天的”红叶。去年秋天，爸爸妈妈为我实现了这个愿望----嘉宾我来到了首都----北京，游览了香山。 "Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Xiangshan red leaves are all over the sky. " This is a poem I have recited. Since then, I have been longing to see the "red leaves" in the sky. Last autumn, mom and dad realized this wish for me --- guest I came to the capital --- Beijing and visited Xiangshan. 我们走进香山大门就来到了香山下，向上望去，弯弯曲曲的山路，就像把我们带进诗中，带进画中。一棵棵枫树在挺拔的松树的衬托下，形状千奇百怪，有的像奔跑的骏马，有的像任劳任怨的老黄牛，有的像怒吼着的东北虎，还有的像昂着东望的长龙。 When we enter the gate of Xiangshan Mountain, we come to the foot of Xiangshan mountain. Looking up, the winding mountain road is like bringing us into poetry and painting. Maple trees, set off by tall and straight pine trees, are of various shapes, some of which are like running horses, some of which are like old yellow cattle who work hard, some of which are like roaring Northeast tigers, and some of which are like a long dragon looking up to the East. 登上半山腰，向四周望去，“万山红遍，层林尽染”，近处那火红的枫树像一只只金凤凰，微风吹来，那一只只“金凤凰”仿佛在奔走跳跃，的确是“霜叶红于二月花”呀。远处的北海、颐和园等美丽的公园尽收眼底，但是看上去比平时小了一些。 | 
