Earth landscape. Reading is a profound cultural history. "The solitary smoke is straight, and the long river falls into the yen desert, which is a magnificent scene; Comparative Study, Asking Heaven for Wine, Sorrow is a Landscape; Sometimes, I raise the sails covered with dark clouds and strut in the deep sea, full of confidence. He said, "How much sadness can you have, just like a river flowing eastward", because water is a landscape. The profound cultural landscape is an inseparable part of the world.
Earth landscape. You see, the crystallization of human wisdom. The spectacular Great Wall stretching for thousands of kilometers is a landscape; The miracle pyramid of magic civilization is a landscape, but infinite broadband is a landscape in the world, and the grand blueprint for flying to another planet is a landscape. At any time, the crystallization of human wisdom is an integral part of human landscape.
Earth landscape. Listen, the echo of life. A young man took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to a beggar who was less than 1 meter. After a long time, the beggar limped to the donation box 30 meters away, stuffed a hundred-dollar bill into the box, took out a few coins and entered the restricted area, but also from his pocket. Noise, coins, what kind of sincere beggar wishes, echo life, inner voice, an indispensable part of the earth landscape.
Open your eyes, find a better view and warm feeling, and return to the concept of the world, and you will sigh-the ubiquitous scenery of spring.
There are laws all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter. But gradually I found that I love spring more than summer and winter.
Winter passed, and Miss Chun came quietly. She went deep into the field, and when she woke up, the wheat seedlings in the field had melted by the snow. They relaxed their muscles and refreshed themselves, thanking Miss Chun for waking them up with the warm spring breeze. Spring, smile, smile, charming, so bright, so happy. Spring waved to the grass on the grass, the snow melted, and the grass straightened up and nodded, thanking Spring for laughing so naughty and lovely. Spring has come, willow, willow smiled gently, willow shook its head, and resumed its beautiful posture, smiling at willow, and spring also smiled. Spring brings thick ice, ice flowers, water, and the stream sings cheerful songs. After the hand is opened, the joy flows in the distance and the song is in the sky? The air echoed and the voice was crisp. Spring smiled with satisfaction. When spring came to school, I heard the students shouting the poet "Spring". I was so excited that I couldn't help crying. This is the spring rain. It rained a little, but every drop of water is spring. Thank you all. She thanked everything and welcomed him. Everything she is grateful for is because of the vitality brought by his arrival. The reason for the rhythm of the spring rain is that it soon stopped and a beautiful rainbow appeared on the horizon. Spring is a gift to all things. Spring returns to farmland, and farmers benefit from the Spring Festival and diligent farming; Spring, the most beautiful meadow, grass, Spring Festival, thanks to her, willows and willows came back in spring, just like a girl's injury and shame, quietly, just wicker swaying in the air with the wind. Knowing spring, I nodded to the left, and all the rivers and streams I visited in spring happily built small waves. Fish and shrimp children kept jumping out of the water and mountain springs, which was very touching. Three months passed, and Chungong and Xia and Chun took over the task. ......
summer
In summer, like a naughty, naughty child, although we didn't pay attention, we slipped away from the earth.
In summer, the sunshine loses its softness like spring, just like a world burning with luminous balls. The red-hot man's dry face dripped on the ground. ......
Everyone hates summer. Ladies wear skirts and sunglasses of different shapes. Men wear thin shirts ... Grandpa who sells popsicles doesn't think so. He just cried by himself. I think it is better when the weather is hot. He sells popsicles because of the hot weather.
The hottest summer vacation, although wearing a vest and arms, dare not compare with the summer sun! Not only in the morning and evening when the sun is shining, we dare not show up.
In the evening, Xia is really a friend, and there is a cool breeze. As we know, every family is on the balcony, with a cool bed to sleep in.
Summer, don't come, give us some joy!
autumn
Dark green curtains will soon turn golden, which shows that they will be played in beautiful autumn. The curtain slowly opened. Beautiful autumn, wearing golden clothes, appeared in the center of the stage. Pointing to the thin earth in autumn, it immediately turns golden. In autumn, take out a small pocket from one side and turn out a rich fruit to throw to the audience. Bird bags are like endless fruits, which are inexhaustible. Heavy fruits fly to branches all over the world, and falling golden cakes are full of autumn colors!
A girl as cheerful and shy as autumn walked off the stage with a shy smile.
winter
Winter is coming! Like a clean little girl, covered with white and golden curtains, it even turned into a snowy winter. In winter, they wear white velvet hats, white velvet underwear and a pair of white boots, just like a lovely white velvet ball. Her chubby little hands command snowflakes to float around on the earth to clean up dirt. In the winter when the snow obeys orders, the beautiful hexagonal body dances and falls on the ground. Soon, the vastness turned into a world of snow.
Looking at the land use change in winter, I smiled happily. I was facing two small dimples when I was fat. She danced, danced and clapped her hands, like a happy little fluffy ball.
Desolate and monotonous winter always looks forward to spring. I hope that she will grow grass, that her thousands of trees will be beautiful and blue, that her bluegrass will be as moist as cakes, that her spring scenery will be full of flowers, and that it will be raining.
Today, a hand in front of spring can touch her wet hair tip and feel her warm breath. What is spring?
Is spring leisurely? "In the blue days of spring water, I sleep with the sound of rain. The spring water on every boat, the sparkling misty rain and the sound of rain heard by enami are sleeping leisurely on the boat. The sound of rain is also attractive, how comfortable and leisurely." Knock down the sign of snuff, without going through the middle of the night. "
Or restore everything? "The peach blossoms outside the bamboo are thirty-two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet." The duckling enters the water, and the peach blossom on the shore is at the vernal equinox. " Some early songbirds competed to warm the trees, and a new swallow pecked at the mud in spring. "Swallows go home, flowers fall in their new nests, swallows are beaming in the stream between birds and mountains, and flowers in spring are also very happy.
Serious feelings in spring? "jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle." It seems that on a moonlit night, an independent xiulian, a quiet dream is also a ten-mile spring breeze on Yangzhou Road, which is so gentle.
Still a flower that doesn't understand the amorous feelings, a withered flower, and a green apricot ............................................................................................................................................................. "Begonia, how can you want to become blue and thin overnight?" I don't know how many flowers have been folded in the stormy night. "Light spring sunshine, he can't leave this implicit beauty. A piece of falling red flies like a butterfly, withers silently, picks up the petals falling on the ground, and is full of sadness.
Spring begins with tears? "The spring shirt is embroidered with small tears." Lonely and lonely, wandering for many years, affectionate spring return, not destroying the spring shirt to go home, no one to make up, sad tears, full of clothes. "Look at people not as flowers, not as dots, not as tears." In the third spring and autumn, the essence and water in the dust, the flowers in full bloom again stare at the clear tears.
Is the enemy the flower in front of the chin? "Spring is called' no pain, no willow green'. Chunfeng doesn't know this. It should be a good time for several holidays, but it is sad to delay the change of willow branches beside the pavilion. However, Shiliting, the enemy must do this. Fold a flower with both hands. I hope it will not be folded tomorrow, but it will also cross the horizon.
Spring is a piece of freehand brushwork paper? At sunrise, flowers in the river are redder than fire, and rivers with green springs such as blue and bright red are dotted with blue rivers. In spring, the sun shines lightly on the river, and I see the pink sparkling sky. People should pick up ink pens and take beautiful copies home.
Or the fine outline of the roll? "A tree is covered with spring breeze and covered with golden soft silk? Bidding. " In the gentle spring breeze, the willows have been painted. I don't know whose delicate hand it is, Qian Qian Wanwan. 10000 stirs the green yellow? After a short walk, the ancient bridge smells elegant after the rain, and there are few mottled branches on its head.
Spring warms the heart. "Wet clothes and apricot rain blow cold willows."
Spring is fleeting, and Xie Chunhong is anxious. "Flowers must be folded straight, don't wait for flowers to fail to fold branches.
In spring, the rain is crisp in the cool sky, and there is almost no grass color from a distance. "
In spring, the wine is full of fragrance. "Ask the hotel, referring to the shepherd in Xinghua Village."
Spring, cherish, "where did spring go?" Lonely Road, if anyone knows the place of Lu Chun, please call back to the scene. "
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Oh, I tried to explain spring, and I found it too gorgeous. Is there such a pen that can draw a lovely spring? I found her too short. Is there a window like this? Can you keep a short spring? Ji came and went back. What is spring? I think you are in my mind, and I have already answered.
Indian Summer
Man: Freedom Beach
/a & gt； The leaves of wax trees are long brown, but in fact more than half of them are hung on branches.
I was shocked to see a golden tree floating across the street lamp at night.
It looks like a golden fairy tree, flapping its branches and leaves as much as possible to make me cry.
I always thought that the dead leaves in autumn only represented desolation and loneliness. Autumn wind and autumn rain kill the autumn described by the ancients in most cases:
As a husband in autumn, his color is dim and the clouds gather;
There is much gas and strong wind. Acupuncture treats human musculoskeletal, which means depression, mountain and loneliness.
The consultant's voice, sad and honest call sign, is full of energy.
Listening to the autumn sound, watching a leaf fall and knocking on the field is also the disappearance of tired life. Sadness, depression and helplessness always haunt my mind. I appreciate the clear autumn wind. I am intoxicated with her elegance and exquisiteness, but I always fall into a sad mood inevitably.
Today, this splendor suddenly gave me a strong feeling.
That tree, alone, stood there almost stubbornly, with golden branches and strong wind.
It turns out that autumn is also a strong harmony. Is to be patient.
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Author: Li Peifei
The season of shedding is brilliant, a brilliant season? Who threw alfalfa and green leaves all over the floor?
When it rings, the skyline waves are like the bell of spring thunder, and the sky follows like a silver needle, like the shadow of a swallow on the horizon of spring rain ... Spring, gently and quietly! I love spring, I love the warmth and kindness she brings, and I love the vitality she brings.
After watching the spring rain, I saw the vault hanging like a colorful bridge spring, like a smile on a person's face, which was fascinating. Chunshen, is this bridge coming too fast? Listen to the echo, that spring, that gurgling music, I don't like it very much, will it automatically play a wonderful melody, white goo goo? I watched the chirping chorus in the treetops. This is because he and his active tribute to the happy spring and the blue sky of the watch are dotted with several friends lying in the white clouds. Why "put aside melancholy, forget unhappiness, go outside and let us really see the clouds"?
As the saying goes, "Take a life and plant an eternal life." Open your heart and warm your angelic soul! Summer love
I don't know why, but I always like this song "A Midsummer Night's Dream". Apart from the flight notes that fascinate me, especially the title of the song, it gives me a fantastic feeling. Four things that are particularly familiar ... are so far away, so far away. ......
Wandering in the blue sea in hot summer is a supreme pleasure and enjoyment at sea. This is a quiet, surprising change and unpredictable natural wonder. The golden sunshine shines on the calm sea, like a little bit of lake powder, bright and eye-catching: sometimes rough waves, with white waves, like tigers pouncing on weak lambs, Li Meng's offensive and shouting make people shudder! Whenever the golden bird is attached to the western sky, the sky is still painted with rouge, clouds and the sky set each other off, and the depths of the sea seem to send out a string of whispers, sea! Who the fuck are you ? What?
Looking at the gradually changing dark sea, I think of the vast galaxy, I hope that in the mystery of the universe, I think of the purpose of life, and I hope that mankind will finally leave ... alas! Go to sleep! A midsummer night's dream is sweet
Qiu believes that
Song Qiusi looked blank again: "The crow in the atrium, the silent osmanthus, is the most beautiful tonight. I wonder whose Qiu Si is? "Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si is a piece of clear sand," The old vine trees faint and cry, the small bridge flows, and the ancient road of others, the west wind and the thin horse, heartbroken ". Autumn, what a bleak season!
On a desolate autumn night, watching the moon seek a quiet and silent message from a distant friend in the forest: You once said, "Friendship is like a withered flower, like an eternal candlelight". However, why can't I find the audio after my dream every year?
News, the hometown of white clouds, the crystal glass tower in the maple leaf of the city, this work contains my infinite yearning for a crystal ship, carrying a crystal blessing from you! Kaifeng, Luoyang peony in the city, spectacular White Horse Temple, antique ruins, splendid Longmen Thousand Buddha Rock ... I often dream of returning to England in my dreams. I just want to witness the spirit of every moment. Can you fly?
Hope in winter
Lonely in the sky, silent in the earth in winter and autumn, covered with catkins, Joseph has a saying from the north: "The years flow into dead branches, and the sun and the moon die like a shuttle." "Winter! Do I hate your early birth, or do I blame the Spring Festival Gala?
Growth is painful, but don't worry, because behind every sadness, there is a happy growth, such as singing and boiling frost and snow. Spring is always accompanied by severe winter.
Someone once said: "The group is mediocre. Do you know the meaning of some flights? Do doomed people know the true meaning of life? " I wonder if he has found the real answer. However, I believe that in the true meaning of natural life, the meaning of life lies in the four seasons, so I put forward the sail of the four seasons, the topic, I hope tomorrow! Beautiful scenery
Next door is my 6-year-old sister Xiao Tong. She took two children to knit in the sky all day, just like a happy angel. One day, I was wearing his favorite white coat, and she visited her house-actually just to get some compliments. Unexpectedly, Xiao Tongshu saw the following and said solemnly, "Sister, your clothes are good or bad!" " ! Green, my favorite light green. "I was disappointed to hear that. Looking in the mirror is real: white is holy, but after all, I don't match it. Remind Xiao Tong, let him in stitches-these are at least much better than those duplicitous words.
Xiao Tong's grandfather is a calligraphy enthusiast, and ink painting has become a compulsory course for him every day. There is a question that germinates in my young mind: why does "ghost painting" make him so obsessed? On the last day, at the big question mark, I found home. Xiao Tong's grandfather told me that splashing ink on a brush requires a quiet state and mentality to create the most perfect design. His pursuit of it is a rare mental state, a calm state of mind, which can only be worn away slowly. He said that a meaningful life is also a real life, and a happy ending can only be achieved without distractions.
Small neighbors, concentrated in America.
Children are pure beauty to me. The children's world, our mouths and hearts, have never been used. Speaking the same language, we don't need to wear a mask, because innocence is the truest spirituality.
The inspiration from the old man is a kind of quiet beauty. In this complex world, we also need a calm heart, and we should laugh at things that transcend ourselves and reflect value.
Against the backdrop of the sunshine, the magnolia flowers provoked by Xiao Tong, grandpa's brushwork and dull fragrance have become a unique and beautiful scenery on earth.
The beautiful scenery in my heart
Chinese teachers, reading and writing are the beautiful scenery in their hearts;
Mathematics teacher, mathematics writes beautiful scenery in his heart;
Music teacher, singing and dancing, beautiful scenery in my heart;
Art teacher, painting, painting a beautiful scenery in his heart;
PE teacher, run and jump? Jump the beautiful scenery in their hearts;
Ourselves, the most beautiful scenery in our hearts!
BR/>； Beautiful scenery, rising in the same beautiful night, I forgot the sky outside the window, hoping to get some comfort and begging to bring some peace to my heart. I suddenly found that this idea? The sky above me is a luxury. The sky in Beijing is always so unsatisfactory, and the emptiness and gloom are even more depressing. I am so depressed about my heart that I add a trace of melancholy to my injured heart. I really want to see that kind of clear blue, that kind of calm, distant, mysterious and intoxicating blue, which can calm a person's state of mind and penetrate a person's state of mind and the mind of an enlightened person. I understand this is an illusion.
So I paced back and put it on the table with a lost one. Picking up the book, I unconsciously flipped through what this book was written about. I didn't even look at it. I only know the symbols of all web pages, which is frustrating! Dragging a book in your hand is extremely disgusting to this boring practice. Simple books aside, ready to make enough room to vent. In fact, it really needs a long-term chord rocker time to vent and suppress, which is a long-standing contradiction to leave, so I am afraid of "the tragedy of life" and hope to repeat it at the end of my study or practice, but I am confused, tangled and stagnant. I didn't leave at all, and my hand slipped past the trace of quiet tracking. I can only sigh and complain helplessly, but I wasted my youth and better time. How I wish. The weakness of courage sighs: Why? Why am I so contradictory? Whether my future is in my own hands or not, * * * will be the master of a better tomorrow, and my ship will sail towards the ideal goal, not just lose any waves drifting at sea. What should I do? I don't think I believe in ghosts either.
Peaceful "readers" lie prone at the table, as if waiting for me to appreciate her still beautiful face and taste her rich wisdom and elegant connotation. I want to ignore it, but her firm eyes left a deep impression on me. She subconsciously picked it up and turned over a new page. The eye-catching title "I had a beautiful night" scared me to death. Every night, my existence is not beautiful, I think, I don't know how to be beautiful, let's have a look and see. Carelessly follow the author's ideas, but gradually attracted by his wise ideas. "Do you feel a little bit at a meaningful moment?" Wen, it feels a little beautiful. Tomorrow and next year, I may have more important things to do, but at that moment, they are very small. If I always prepare for the future, how many happy eyes will I miss? In fact, life is in front of us, bit by bit. "Good deep, this is, insight into what I'm thinking, understand my pain. What is my moment of significance? Blindly impatient, or helpless sigh, sad with the passage of time, or let them treat it rationally? " If you always prepare for the future, I will think, "How much did I miss?"? Four years of college life is the most exciting and romantic period, and our frozen happiness and happiness ideal are the most likely stages to succeed through hard work. Its beauty is precisely because it is precious and precious because it is irreplaceable. What is this? Life will not be good in four years. Why are you always worried about your future? Missed the beautiful scenery before the end of the year. When you are in the second step, rich and concentrated, waiting for us to experience a lot of scenery, is it necessary for us to cherish it? Won't take a solid first step because of you? Life is just a moment, bit by bit. We live in the loss of time and space, and we haven't got these yet. Only now can we grasp the future. Everything in sight.
Closed readers, I seem to know everything. Looking at the pile of books on the desk, I am no longer upset. The sky outside the window is still gloomy, but I think this is another kind of beauty.
I know how to do. Do you understand, my friend?
Beautiful scenery
Campus, I am no longer a stranger. After nearly 9 years of school life, I have experienced "sour, sweet, bitter and spicy" and "experienced countless successes and failures, and I have an invisible dependence, because I am on campus, just like it is a lush tree that poisons the world. The fruit on the tree is more attractive than an attractive, knowledgeable, laughing, loving and long-term golden friendship on the top of the tree.
In addition to the towering teaching buildings, truth, goodness and beauty also play jokes on the most eye-catching and gossipy friends on American campuses. Maybe you haven't noticed, it's a sign on campus. If the campus is a big family, a class can be called "home", and I also have a confidant. An inseparable friend.
Once, in physics class, I tried to run my long-distance running idiot, but it was so difficult! Before I touched my leg, the whistle rang and I took the first step reluctantly. I slowed down, some can't stand it. In my heart 10000 times I want to give up! Yes, if I don't run, I can't pass the practice. I failed ... it's my contradictory combination. One accidentally stepped on my foot, "Ah!" I shouted, and I threw out "dogs eat shit". Although my feet hurt, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and got rid of running! Yeah! But at this time, I feel that my eyes are black and my hands are .............. Although I am slim, it is enough that I don't hurt her, so I have been holding me! My pain seems to be a collection of her nervous expression defeated by the sweat on her forehead. Really. "It won't hurt! Yes, she went to class and said, "Come on, you can do it. We must fail! "! Perseverance! "So old-fashioned, but in my mind, like a whip to inspire me. Seeing her face, the smile seemed to wind up my feet, providing a steady stream of strength and making me concentrate on flying! Four minutes and nine seconds! I made it! She said, "Congratulations, thank you! A very warm smile ......
Today, our friendship continues to maintain its original innocence, and so will it in the future. Walking hand in hand on campus. Our shadow is very long and gradually forms a line-this is the most beautiful campus landscape. Reference: another question