The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast. Su Shi, a stone wall in Xilin, looks like a mountain peak on the edge of a ridge, with different heights.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Wang Wei's "Zhongnanshan" has a huge height close to the paradise city, from the mountain to the corner of the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? Second, the poem describing water: How the Yellow River water moved into the sea, never to return, is not seen in Li Bai's Into the Wine! From Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan.
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? Wang Wei's "Qingxi" I drove the Huanghua River and carried the Lvxigou.
Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. Idle heart, Qing Chuan is so light.
Please trade on the stone. Drop the fishing line forever! .
Wang Wei's Overlooking the Han River, three branches in the south reach Chu, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
Mountain: 1, the mountain is heavy and the water is suspicious, so there is no way. (Lu You Shanxi Village Tour) 2. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
(Cen Can's Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu Gui) 3. What are water, mountains and islands? (Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea) 4. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
(Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") 5. Watching the ridge here become a mountain peak, the distance is different. (Su Shi's title Xilin wall) 6. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..
(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") 7. Mount Dongshan, Lu Xiao, Mount Taishan, a small world. (Confucius) Water: 1, west of Jiating in the north of Gushan Temple, with low initial water level.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang) 2. How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever. (Li Bai's "Into the Wine") 3. Who knows that life is not less? The water in front of the door can still flow west, so don't sing yellow chicken with white hair.
(Su Shi) 4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai) 5. As for launching Xiangling, it is along the back block.
(Li Daoyuan's Three Gorges) 6. Water is green and blue. You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them.
(Written by wu jun) Wang left a message at Lushan Waterfall, saying that the water from Dongting Lake to August Lake where Premier Bai is here is a single air and paradise. The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Snow-covered, wind, wind, snow, dance, wind, snow, chill, thousands of miles of frozen cold, evening frozen flowers, old year's cold, three friends and one cold, so Donghan holds the frozen sky, it snows, it snows, and winter in Xia Yun is even worse. In October, it snows all over the sky, the forest is cold, the pine and cypress are withered, the sky is closed and the snow is proud. The lips of the earth are cold, dripping into ice, wind and rain, wind and sword, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold. Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun.
Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. "The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong" The cold wind destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun.
There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.
H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.
Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.
Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.
Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Story of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown, but it is suspected that it was opened last night: snowflakes fell in the courtyard.
Tang Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden Should Be Made was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, but the sand road was covered with snow. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way Back to the State on a Snowy Night" has a clear path and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.
First frost in Dufu's "Making Snow" in Tang Dynasty is in rags, so he can't point it directly: his fingers are stiff. Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian": Clouds and gulls dance more, geese fly against the wind, and there is no line: there is no line.
Tang Du Fu's "Sending Grandson Home in Winter" is short in cold weather, calm in wind and waves, and light in clouds. Tang Du Fu's "Nostalgia in Gongan County" scattered on the bamboo, and the snow scattered in the mountains. Tang Han's "Chu's main office meeting is over, and the money is spent." (One in Zhang Jishi) Who will carve the snow on the ground? Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Don Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue won't be killed in winter, so why kill it in spring? It's harsh and bleak. Tang Luwen's "Germinating Pujinguan River Zuo Ting" is cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry.
Thick ice without crack, short day cold light: the wind is like a roar. Meng Jiao's "Song of Bitterness and Cold" only saw the dark clouds on the ridge and the rocks falling like snow, which was shocking.
Thousands of bamboo shoots and rocks, thousands of jade trees and thousands of pines, clouds and clouds, Tang Yuanzhen's "South Qin Xue", when Liuhua flies into the room, sit and watch the green bamboo turn into beautiful branches.
2. Poems describing scenery Poems describing rural beauty include: We look at the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains;
Poems describing the winter scenery
1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)
2. In the autumn moon, Yangming Creek, Dongling Lane and Han Songmei. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
3. The neighbors in the south are even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)
4. Make haste in winter tonight, and get older tomorrow. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")
5. Sing autumn wind, buy wine and fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")
When the severe winter came, all the flowers disappeared. (Chen Yi: "Mei")
7. I don't know if the spraying has started recently, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")
Children are neighbors in winter and snowy days, but fools on the shore are precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)
9. Every winter on the solstice in Handan, I report my shadow in front of the knee lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night)
10. The weather and personnel are urging each other. The winter solstice is sunny and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: "Xiaozhi")
1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia)
4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass))
6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai's chores))
9. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
10. Spring Garden can't be closed. (Ye Shaoweng: "Not worth going to the park")
Summer in Poetry
1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing))
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim Stanley into the Sailing Sea ")
4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh")
5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu: "Hot")
6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang: "Xia Lian")
7. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Shuige sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county")
8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")
9. Qingjiang River embraces the village stream, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")
10. Why do you hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. (Qin Guan: "March is a dark day")
Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. (Li Qiao: "Wind")
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
4. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. ("Han Yuefu? Long song ")
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")
7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci")
8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies. (Du Mu: Autumn Night)
9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. (Li Jue: "Yu Meiren")
10. I want to say that I am still resting, but I say it is a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shuboshan Road ")
3. Landscape poetry and poetry interpretation. Little jingshan park Courtyard (Lin Bu in Northern Song Dynasty)
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.
Hundreds of flowers wither, and the unique plum blossoms proudly bloom against the cold wind. The bright and gorgeous scenery occupies all the scenery in the small garden.
Sparse shadows, sideways in shallow water, fragrant in the moonlight at dusk.
Cold birds want to fly down, first glance at plum blossoms; When butterflies know the beauty of plum blossoms, they will lose their souls.
Fortunately, I can recite in a low voice, get close to plum blossoms, don't have to knock on sandalwood to sing, and insist on drinking and enjoying in the golden cup.
4. The poem describing the scenery is spring.
Recalling Jiangnan Baijuyi, the sunrise is as red as fire, and the riverside is as green as blue. In the month, Zhongshan Temple listens to Guizi, and the county pavilion watches the tide on the pillow.
Qiantang Lake spring tour Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level was low at the beginning. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.
Han Yu in Chun Xue didn't bloom in the New Year, but she was surprised to see the grass buds in early February. Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
In the early spring, the rain in Hanyutian Street is crisp and the grass color is near but not far. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
At the end of spring, the spring that Han knows will come back soon, with all kinds of red and purple. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Xiao Chunmeng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up carefree and there were birds singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
When will Xu Fushuang fly back to the spring lake? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees.
Jiang Nanchun's quatrains Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan's fruit wine is the flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Bodhisattva's spring water in Wei Zhuang is brighter than dawn, painting a boat and listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow.
summer
I saw [Qing] Yuan Mei shepherd boy riding a yellow cattle, and his song inspired Lin Yue.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Midsummer [Tang] In the midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.
Dew orange drops golden bullets, banana spits white lotus. [Tang] Jia Lang edited Xia Meng in the South of the Yangtze River and Planting Bamboo Shoots.
Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra. Koike [Song] Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water.
As soon as Xiao He showed his sharp corner, a dragonfly stood on it. Summer Scenery [Tomorrow] At first glance, the scenery and rain in Zhu Zhanji are refreshing, with jade waves rippling and bridges painted flat.
Swallows wear curtains well, while idle gulls flood lightly. Xia Yi [Song] bid farewell to Ming Xia, and the pomegranate is full of curtains.
The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles. When I listened to cicada [Tang], there was a new sound in the shadow of green locust, and the fog was thin and the wind was uneven.
When you hear the Tao, you are always depressed and worried about the people. Six words in summer [Song] The breeze rises in the west and the moon falls all over the sky.
Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. The mountain pavilion is high in summer, the trees are dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. In summer, when it was raining [Tang], Pei Du went upstairs to escape from the midsummer, and everything was dusty.
Across the street, when it rains, it thunders against the tree. The eaves are sparse and the cobwebs are heavy, and the ground is wet and muddy.
After singing, the breeze rises and the lotus fragrance fills the neighborhood. Autumn.
"Autumn Ci" Tang. Liu Yuxi's mountain is clear in first frost at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow. When you try to find bones in tall buildings, it's as crazy as spring. Zhang Tang, "Qiu Si", was born in Luoyang City and saw the autumn wind, which made him want to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Autumn moon song. The Qingxi River in Cheng Hao passes Bishantou, with empty water and fresh autumn. Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon in the Song Dynasty, Su Shi collected all the twilight clouds, and silver and Han silently turned to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
"Autumn" Song Chenghao is leisurely and leisurely, and he is already red when he sleeps. Everything is complacent when you are quiet, and you are happy when you are with people at any time.
Tao passes through the material world and thinking enters the abnormal situation. Wealth is not slutty, poverty is not happy, and men are heroes here.
Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Du Mu, who travels in the mountains, is far away from the cold mountains, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
winter
Jiang Xue LiuZongYuan hundred mountains without birds, thousands of paths without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone. "Night Snow" Bai Juyi has been stunned by the cold pillow, and the window is bright and bright.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. "Note that Lu Meipo may have no snow or spirit, but there is snow and no poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs. Xue Mei, Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so the poet's pavilion was reviewed.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. After the snow fell in the mountains, Zheng Xie (Qing) opened its doors in the morning, covered with snow, with clear clouds and cold sunshine.
There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness. Looking at the snow, Yang Wanli (Song) sat and looked deep, and the dusk was cold.
I'm tired of dancing in the air, and the slightest wind is busy. I don't hesitate to give everything I have, calling it plum blossom and jade without fragrance.
Money cooks people into soup cakes in exchange for fireworks sausages. Look at the sound in the snow (Qing dynasty), the evening is cold, and the fields hate Taiwan.
The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless. Seagulls and herons can't tell when they fly, but Sha Ting looks at them.
There are some trees in the wild bridge, which are not white. Bai Juyi was stunned by the night snow, and the window was bright again.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
5. Write idioms and poems describing spring scenery. There are many such idioms. Please provide some for your reference:
Spring blossoms,
An affair,
Water hibiscus,
Chunhua Qiushi,
Flowers and plants,
Have a bright future,
The grass grows and the warbler flies,
Rich and colorful,
Rich and colorful,
Delicate flowers,
Like mushrooms after rain,
It's cold in spring,
Flowers are blooming,
Spring fills the garden,
Birds and flowers,
Spring is full,
Let a hundred flowers blossom,
Spring flowers and autumn moon,
Green manure, red and thin,
Every inch of grass glows in spring,
Ying Ge Yanwu,
Dead wood meets spring,
In bud,
He Chun Jingming,
The spring breeze is proud,
Dark fragrance and film,
Autumn harvest and winter storage,
Full of enthusiasm,
Spring is fading away,
Spring returns to the earth,
All smiles,
Spring mountain is like a smile,
Beautiful spring,
Spring trees and dusk clouds,
The flowers are blooming,
Spring is deep as the sea,
People are everywhere in spring,
Infinite spring,
In bud,
Cinnamon fragrance,
Looking for flowers and asking for willows,
Spring breeze,
Pink and willow green,
Everything revives,
Spring is back,
Spring is sultry,
Flowers are red, willows are green,
Brilliant spring,
Echinacea undulata,
Chunlan qiuju,
Spring rain,
Spring dreams are traceless,
It's stormy,
Han Mu Chunhua,
Your home, Lan Xiang,
Warm spring flowers,
Love is green,
Recite Xia Xian in spring,
Standing aloof,
Spring gives birth and autumn kills,
……
6. Poems and songs describing beautiful scenery 1 Tianjingsha Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan withered vine old trees faint, small bridges flowing water people, ancient roads westerly, sunset, heartbroken people in Tianya 2 lonely phoenix trees, deep courtyard locked in the clear autumn, 3 distant cold mountains with sloping stone paths, there are Bai Yunsheng people.
I passed by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran and prepared chicken and rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Zheng, a native of Wuyi, I will come back in the chrysanthemum season and wait for my holiday in the mountains: as bright as a mirror, the fishing raft is not lost in the wind.
A few reed flowers float clean, and the sunset lake in Ban 'an Mountain is low. There are thousands of frost on herons flying over the Rocky Mountains, and the fish weave waves.
It has its own fishing platform, which can send autumn colors across the west of the city. 6 Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn" The sunset in the lonely village, the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, the light smoke, the shadow flies a little.
Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. Now the mountain is cold and blue. From my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di, autumn water is flowing every day. I leaned against the door of the thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, listening to the cicada singing in the evening breeze, the sunset hovering at the ferry, the midnight snack-kitchen smoke floating up from the house, and the summer value was drunk. In his later years, Wang Wei chanted a wild poem in Wuliu? And the deputy magistrate Zhang is quietly, regardless of anything. He has no long-term plan for his care, but he knows that he will return to Lao Lin. The wind breaks the belt, and the mountains and the moon play the piano. It makes sense for the group to ask questions about poverty, and the fishing song is deep. Weicheng Qu Weicheng light dust and rain city, guest house green willow new.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. On an autumn night, Guibo gave birth to Qiu Wei Lou, who was thin and never changed clothes.
Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go back! Qingxi I have driven the Huanghua River, carrying a green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! In a farmhouse by the Wei River, cattle and sheep go home along the path in the country where the sun is slanting.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.
The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Since Xi is beautiful all over the world, how can Shi stay at home humbly? . Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night.
One day she was humble, no different from others, and the next day she was promoted, and everyone praised her ... She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders. ..
The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom ... The girls who had washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot. ..
None of the girls in her neighborhood can imitate her beauty by frowning! There should be no hermits in a happy period of rule. After money is tied at home, smart and capable people should discuss it together. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing. We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.
You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days. The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.
When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare! You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? Send Zhu Da to the Five Mausoleums of Qin Dynasty to avoid people. This sword is worth 1000 dollars. After breaking up, I will give it to you. I live in my whole heart, Chai Lu. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
In the bamboo house, I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Farewell, friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? Acacia when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly. I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks. In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds. Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
7. There are 50 words to describe the scenery, and 5 words to describe the scenery are:
Beautiful scenery, beautiful mountains and steep cliffs.
Silver powder makeup, jade Qian Shan, a verdant and dangerous peak, towering and rugged.
Green grass flows, trees are shaded, vegetation is lush, grass grows and warblers fly.
Singing and dancing, birds singing and flowers singing, bees flying and butterflies dancing, flowing water gurgling and choppy.
The water and sky are sparkling, the smoke is vast, the ancient trees are towering and dark.
Peach blossom, safflower, willow, green flower, colorful flower.
Colorful wind and crystal wind, sunny wind and clear moon are surging.
Clouds cover the fog, and the clouds are surrounded by steam. Clouds and clouds are snowing, and smoke is curling up.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, the autumn is crisp, the spring is bright, the sun is like fire, and the red leaves are like fire.
Dim fragrance and thin shadow are proud of frost and snow, and frost and snow are proud of the wilderness.
Write poems of the four seasons:
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
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8. Look for words and sentences that describe beautiful scenery. 1. When the sun loses its majesty at noon, it goes down slowly. As night fell, street lamps lit up one after another. The clear night sky is like a blue carpet.
The moon stood on the carpet like an elegant girl. She radiates bright and soft light through clouds and dust. Seen from a distance, it looks like a headlight.
2, summer night, it is so charming.
Look at fireflies! Twinkling sparks, swarms, swarms ... in the fields, by the roadside, by the river ... dance, are the stars in the sky scattered on earth? In the fields, by the roadside, by the river ... Ah! It's their stage. They're dancing, dancing. ...
Another night breeze is blowing. Is the tide humming or is Songtao calling? It turned out to be a million poplars. When I saw fireflies dancing around them, the dance was particularly soft and moving, and I also gave a happy laugh: "Wow-wow-"
Listen carefully again, frogs are singing heartily in rice fields, worms are calling for partners in corn fields, and earthworms are whispering in the fields. There are also crickets in the grass, who like singing and playing the piano. Singing bursts, the piano is playing, unless the mother is calling it. ...
Oh, beautiful summer night! If the cool and humid night dew hadn't reminded me, I would have been with you until dawn.
In the summer night, the stars are shining brightly, one, two, three ... bright and flashing, just like a pair of naughty and innocent eyes, but full of mystery and wisdom. They seem to have seen us, so they play hide-and-seek with us. Their dexterous bodies, hiding from Tibet, dazzled us. Suddenly, a meteor came and attracted our attention. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from our eyes again. I looked up at the height and opened my eyes. I looked carefully from west to east, but I couldn't even find a shadow.
9. Poems about beautiful scenery: Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of hair hang down.
I wonder who cut out the details. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. In Early Spring in the East of the City by Don Juyuan Yang, the sky is raining and the air is crisp in autumn, but the grass color is far and near. The most important advantage is that one year's plan lies in spring, which is absolutely superior to all emperors who are clean, honest and conscientious.
.. colorful, collective efforts, boasting, crying, make persistent efforts, the prophet alive and kicking, involuntary arrogance. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. Zhongnanshan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects the mountains and a corner of the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different.
Need a place to spend the night, I called Xinqinghe Wang Ye Xinqingyuan Yekuang, which was extremely unobtrusive. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
The red sun is about to shine, but it is about to rise. The red sun is in the sky, the rising sun, the rising sun, the rising sun, the rising sun, the rising sun, the fireball, the fireball, Qian Shan Caiyan Yong, Shanmei, Shanmei, Shanmei, Shanmei, Yunjuan Yunshu, Qifeng stand tall, and towering mountains cluster in Qian Shan.