The beautiful sentence 1 with lakes and mountains, the mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, and the silver brilliance is written on the earth.
2. Brilliant sunshine permeates the campus through the cracks in the leaves and the fog in the morning.
Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves jumping in the warm wind.
4. The sky is full of red clouds, the sea is full of golden waves, and the red sun is like a furnace of boiling molten steel, gushing out with dazzling golden light.
5, the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
6. In the twelfth winter, snow blocked the window, and ice petals hung on the eaves in rows like translucent crystal pillars.
7. The tender buds on the branches of Chinese fir are already quite fat and tender, reflecting the bright sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?
8. As night falls, the mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, shining the clear light like running water on the vast land.
9. I looked up at the sunset. The sunshine pierced my eyes like a sword, and my tears flowed out.
10, autumn, always so sad. Yesterday, the vibrant green leaves suddenly turned yellow?
1 1, the moonlight remains the same, but people will change. She is no longer the protagonist of the Mid-Autumn Festival. I hope everyone knows that this is the price behind prosperity.
12, autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, burning persimmons or green vegetable fields.
13, from a distance, how beautiful the landscape of Dongting Lake is, just like a small green snail in a white jade plate, which makes people daydream.
14. On the vast sea, strong winds gather dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.
15, snowflakes are crystal clear and varied, like soldiers going out to war, wearing silver armor, and sailing like pieces.
16. In winter, a thin layer of white snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland with cold silver light.
17, the scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no color between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
Although the north wind, frost and snow are fierce, they cannot cross forever. On the contrary, the colder winter is, the fate of winter will come to an end. Spring? It's already knocking.
19, the hazy distant mountain is covered with a layer of gauze, and it is far and near in the hazy, and it is like a few strokes of light ink, smeared on the blue horizon.
20. In the autumn night, Gao Lu is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter.
2 1, the sun is the reddest around, so charming. Red spreads around, covering half the sky, and gradually fades from layer to layer until it turns gray.
22. The spring rain is dripping, dripping, grass, come out quickly! Come out! Spring breeze smiles, smiles, and the bird says, I miss song for you! I want to dance for you! ?
23, autumn, what falls is loneliness, leaves, sadness, autumn leaves, representing the love that can't stay. Falling in front of you piece by piece, just like happiness passing by bit?
24. The sky is blue, and the bright sunshine shoots down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming a thick beam of light, illuminating the tree-lined trees with gauze-like mist.
25. The lovely spring girl came to the world with light steps, and then the vibrant scene came in all directions, as if the whole world had just woken up from a deep sleep.
26. There are several buttonwood trees on campus, which have turned crimson. Autumn wind blows, and leaves are like butterflies, dancing happily in the sky, changing their dancing posture from time to time.
27. The wheat seedlings in the field are like an ocean. Scattered villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossing winding rivers, willow branches by the river spit out buds, and reeds are green as soon as they come out.
28. Winter is coming. This is a dry, terrible and dark winter, which is very common in this mountainous area. The leaves on the big trees in the school yard are all gone, and the soil is frozen harder than stone, which is a miserable scene.
29, near, near, I heard the footsteps of spring, all this reports the arrival of spring, my whole heart is floating out, floating on bright flowers, floating on oily green grass.
30. The ice on the glass window has been sunburned, but the snow outside the window is still thick on the ground, and the opposite roof is white. Winter doesn't mean to leave the earth. It seems to last for a long time.
3 1. Now, spring has come. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have almost exhausted all beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.
32, everywhere is wrapped in silver, beautiful. However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly.
33. Spring is coming! You see, colorful flowers are blooming, awakening lovely grass, trees, birds, animals, insects and fish from the cold winter and bringing the earth back to life. Those wild flowers twinkle like little stars.
In spring, he breathed a sigh of relief and brought us a vibrant green. You see, brother He Miao is wearing a green dress, and sister Liu is wearing a long green dress. Even Friar Grass was unwilling to lag behind and put on a green coat.
35. The sunset seems to roll in the golden rosy clouds and then sink behind the gloomy horizon. The red fireball sparkled on Phnom Penh, bursting out with two or three fiery sparks, so the vague outline of the distant Woods suddenly emerged with continuous light blue lines.
36, no grades, no exams; No anxiety, no irritability. This is the charm of nature, just like a post station in life, to restore the original me. This weekend, I was in close contact with nature and hugged this great mother tightly.
37. The willows spread their yellow and green leaves and swayed gently in the slight spring breeze, just like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful!
38. After bathing in the spring rain, nothing is more charming than the green hills. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.
39. The breeze blew, Han Han sang to the wind, and dew rolled back and forth on the lotus leaf like a jade plate. Looking further into the distance, the lotus is smiling faintly, and the wind is gurgling like water, telling the quaint gardens of clumsy politics and the picturesque ancient charm of Suzhou.
40. The night is too quiet, and the moonlight is like a mist made of hazy silver gauze, shining with solemn and holy light on leaves, colonnades, handrails of rattan chairs and people's faces. The sea seems to be asleep, too, and I hear the gentle waves whispering on the shore.
4 1 At dawn, I was walking on my way to school with my schoolbag on my back. The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white fog is floating on the water. I want to touch this strange fog, but it runs around like a naughty child for a while.
42. The night birds are silent, unlike the bustle in the morning. Maybe they have fallen asleep. There is water on the side of the mountain, which gathers into a pool. Under the dim moonlight, the pool water reflects the shadow of the sky quietly and dimly. Occasionally a gust of wind blows, and the mirror suddenly breaks, and there are layers of weak waves.
43. There are white clouds in the sky, and the shepherds are singing. There are white clouds floating in the blue sky. Under the white clouds, my mother is running and writing for the National Day. Sheep are running on the grassland. There is a race on the grassland. People are wearing clothes and singing. The grassland is like a joyful and moving landscape painting.
44. On the flower bed, a dead leaf fell on it and turned into a bowl of sweet spring water after the rain. Walking on Wu Tong Road, the ground is full of Wu Tong leaves, and the north wind is blowing. They scampered into the road like a group of naughty and lovely little people, and the north wind scampered around in my clothes.
45. The moon at night is a veiled beauty, bright and elegant, standing on the path, as if covered with a layer of silver gauze. The dark sky is so deep that people are afraid. Is it really more beautiful than the legendary Chang 'e? I don't know, but the falling meteor knows.
46. The sea is an empty problem, Ann? Great existence? Pearls and corals, algae and aquatic animals, treasures and sunken ships in the sea are not owned by the land. The farther the sea calls, the clearer it becomes. When the wind blows the sea, the sea is like a treasure to attract more people who love the sea.
47. When we stand on the endless Inner Mongolia prairie, when we stand at the foot of the majestic Great Wall of Wan Li, when we stand at the mysterious Potala Palace in Tibet. We will all marvel at how magnificent the architecture of the motherland is and how splendid the culture of the motherland is! Nature is so mysterious!
48. The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.
49. Although autumn is not as gorgeous as spring, it has a unique color-red. Maple leaves only blush in autumn. Seen from a distance, they are as red as the morning glow, and all the mountains are dyed red. When the wind blows, maple leaves float down like red snow. So people can enjoy it.
50. It's another autumn with falling leaves. Incomplete memories, like nightingales, shuttle through the dark and lonely night and indulge their sadness in old tears. The dead leaves are yellower, and the wind takes pains to blow down the sad ones? Butterfly? ,? Butterfly? Take one after another?
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