Good words:
Looking around, thousands of miles in Fiona Fang, Ma Pingchuan are fertile soil.
Thousands of miles of beautiful scenery, pleasant scenery.
In spring, there are gardens, pavilions and waterside pavilions everywhere, which are antique.
Too many flowers to see, too many birds and flowers to see.
Charming spring early spring February Yangchun March
Fireworks wake up in March and melt.
Ice and snow melt and spring returns to the earth
Everything revives, everything germinates, and the dead tree meets the spring.
The weather is sunny and the willow buds are yellow.
Willow spit green spring seedlings, green spring seedlings thrive.
A hundred flowers blossom and spring blossoms.
Peach, willow, green, peach, plum, flower, flower.
Spring blossoms, yellow and green, and thousands of trees compete for spring.
Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and spring is full.
Beautiful spring, gorgeous spring, unlimited spring.
Spring is pleasant, spring is charming and spring warms people's hearts.
Spring is full, spring is thick, birds and flowers are fragrant.
Catkin flies like cotton catkins, and flowers are like flowers.
The geese returned to the north with colorful flowers.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowers come to the world for spring.
Good sentences:
1. Branches on the roadside cut the sunset and scattered light fragments on the gold-stained ground.
2. Half of the face of the sunset has disappeared in the horizon, and the cool breeze wafts in the evening.
There is a mist like blue smoke on the lake. Looking at Weishan from a distance, you can only vaguely distinguish the gray mountain shadow.
4. The morning sun shines its light on the lake, the breeze rises, the fine waves jump, and the lake is full of gold.
5. The sun that just got up is full of energy and red light, illuminating the whole world.
6. The beauty of autumn is mature. It is not so shy in spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.
7. On the mountain, the trees were awakened by the spring breeze, opened their sleeping eyes, opened their delicate arms and twisted their waists.
8. Looking at Tianshan Mountain from a distance, the top of the mountain has been covered with snow for thousands of years, lying there peacefully, like an old man in white who has experienced vicissitudes.
9. In midsummer, it's so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly in the shade of trees, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.
10, summer night, there are many mosquitoes, so I shook my cattail leaf fan and sat under the locust tree, looking at the small blue sky through the dense leaves.
1 1. Suddenly, a red sun rose head-on, shedding golden light, like golden stripes, driving away the flying clouds.
12, two beams of sunlight pass through the room, just like two transparent gold belts with little dust shining inside.
13, there is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring a poetic tranquility to the early spring night.
14. The spring morning is warm, the summer morning is warm, and the autumn morning is quiet. What about winter?
15, the shadowy mountains are like a sleeping fairy, covered with cicada-like gauze, full of affection and silent eyes.
16, the moonlight shines on the microwave-sparkling sea, and the reflection of the stone is reflected on the sea. The stars blinked their happy eyes.
17, midnight is very quiet, listening to the pendulum swing indifferently. Night and sleep enveloped the earth, and all was silent.
18, the sunlight penetrating through the clouds is like a golden thread, criss-crossing, splicing light gray blue gray clouds into beautiful patterns.
19, early winter, like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving her magical veil, brought bursts of cold wind.
20. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze and the occasional dog barking, the deserted street was silent.
2 1, the brilliant and beautiful shadow of the setting sun falls on the river wrinkled by the evening breeze, scattering a large shiny and bright rose-red fine scale.
22. The beauty of the West Lake is criss-crossed with fishing songs. The crystal clear lake is like a golden mirror under the sunlight, which looks particularly beautiful.
23, sunset, Woods, a yellow flower, a person. In this early winter dusk. Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that people are sad and ecstatic.
24. In the sunshine, the distant mountains are as bright and green as washed, and seem to be much closer and steeper than before.
In the cold weather, the whole world became a big refrigerator. The mountains were shivering with cold, the rivers were frozen stiff, and the air seemed to freeze.
26. In the early morning, I went to Baling, and I saw the wonderful scenery. The lake is clear and reflected in the sky. The clear lake can see the bottom of autumn. Looking for autumn is so vast, the shore and water are Ming Che. Green mountains and trees in the distance, green colors and cold smoke.
27. The setting sun gradually disappears, night falls, and night fog covers the earth. The stars in the sky are reflected in the stream, like thousands of fireflies flashing. Everything became quiet.
28. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
29. The clouds have risen, and through the cracks in the thick green leaves, a little golden rosy clouds are reflected in the Woods, reflecting wisps of transparent lavender light yellow.
30. In the evening, large tracts of snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.
In the garden, many flowers have withered, but only chrysanthemums are still in full bloom. They are colorful, with purple, yellow, white and green nodding frequently in the autumn wind.
32. While Miss Chun was still walking by the river in her hometown and enjoying the beautiful scenery, Xia's brother jumped into the river to drink water. Miss Chun was furious, threw her skirt away and drifted away.
33. Spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream. "Ding Dong Ding Dong" is like a magical singer of nature, singing crisp and sweet songs and rushing forward.
34. Mount Tai stands proudly on the land of Qilu with the trend of "rising from the ground and holding the sun in hand". The ancients praised Mount Tai for "the sun came first in ancient times, and there were clouds and no rain on the peaks".
35. The pine trees are tall and straight, the grass is lush, the mountain wind is blowing, the flowers are overflowing, and the fragrance is fragrant and refreshing. Looking up at the blue sky, white clouds and birds singing in the mountains, what a vibrant summer!
36. Autumn is really a beautiful picture. The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high.
37. There is not a breath of wind on the lake. The lake is like an unpolished jade plate. There is a bright moon in the sky, emitting faint light, and everything around it is very quiet.
38. The sun has turned to the top of the western hills. The bleak light shines on the blood in the snow and also on the boundless sky. Shan Ye and Shan Ye are all white, and there are no traces of roads.
39. In autumn, poplar leaves turn yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.
40. At night, the sound of piano came from the grassland, so beautiful music seemed to tell a touching grassland story. Singing a happy life, people entered a beautiful dream, and the grassland also entered a beautiful dream.
4 1. Looking up at the rooftop, there are clouds on the peak, and the winding path is quiet, like a falling ribbon. Tourists are like small white dots scattered on the ribbon, moving slowly upward.
42. The bird doesn't know where to hide; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really beating gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun.
43. There are many kinds of nature, including breathtaking places of interest, dreamland of four seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter, natural weather with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, flowers and trees of different shapes, and wonderful landscapes with a brilliant glow.
44. The willows in the street look sick. The leaves hung with dust and rolled on the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.
45. Cangshan is just dipped in green. There are some fresh trees on the green ridge. I don't know if it is because I have just been baptized by the spring rain. Under the clear sky at the moment, even the leaves are fresh and tender.
46. Quiet children sleep in sweet dreams, white flowers are floating in the sky, and seagulls are singing the songs of the crisp sea. This is really "the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly." Rushed to the beach, splashing white and flawless, crystal clear waves.
47. Nature is very big. As long as you observe and feel with your heart, everything around you is natural and nature will never be discovered. As long as you keep a heart of sincere exploration, you will naturally be everywhere.
48. Spring is hidden on the green lawn. The grass just sticking its head out is staring at the outside world in fear, carefully observing every tall human passing by it with small eyes and guessing their whereabouts.
Dongting Lake is very beautiful. The lake is crystal clear and very quiet. It is as quiet as a mirror, integrated with the blue sky and reflected in the mountains on both sides. It seems that there are grotesque mountains growing in the water, as if fish are in the upper reaches of the sky and birds are flying in the water.
50. The bright sunshine shines on the beach like a gold shop with a floor. There are many kinds of shells that can't be picked up on the beach, and some are like five-pointed stars, shining; Some are like little conchs, reading the story of the sea; Some are like small fans, blowing the breeze of the sea.
5 1, sitting by the sea, the waves beat on my chest and back, just like my mother's hand stroking me. At this time, I think this sea is completely different from the sea in novels and movies. It is not fierce, nor terrible. I lay on the beach, just like lying in a cradle, lying in my mother's arms.
52. On the platform formed by huge stones, sit quietly, close your eyes slightly and imagine yourself melting into the mountains. There are bursts of pines and birds singing in my ears, and my fantasy has turned into a young pine tree, above the summit, snowing in the wind and fighting frost. Added a circle of years to the eyes of the villagers.
53. On the flood control levee along the Wushui River, the midsummer night also attracts countless people. The night gradually diffuses, the river flows quietly, and the stars all over the sky are reflected in the clear river, crystal clear, reflecting the whole river. The breeze is refreshing and very comfortable.
54. Summer nights are the best. The sun is shining and the lake is flowing slowly. At the same time, the sun turned her beautiful latosolic red into charming orange red, and the clouds seemed to be on fire. After the sun rises, there are all kinds of insects singing in the grass, which is very interesting.
55. The stream is thickest when it is foggy in the morning. I can't see anything, so I'm happy. When I walked on, I didn't know they would suddenly surround me. The sun rises slowly, and through the Woods, the grass by the stream looks tender and oily. I sat reading under the window of the wooden house, and let all this accompany me to imagine.
56. The cold wind roared, and all the leaves on the tree fell, leaving only the bare trunk. Sometimes, there are some flying snowflakes in the sky, and we are almost all flowers in the greenhouse, enjoying peace and happiness. However, behind our happiness is the hard work left by our parents.
57. When I stood on the soft beach and looked up, there were several satin white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the endless waves were rolling. In the distance, the sky and the sea are completely integrated, and occasionally a few speedboats fly by. Isn't this a wonderful color picture?
58. The bitter and hot air seems to have stagnated; Hot face waited sadly for the wind, but it didn't come. The sun is shining in the dark blue sky; The shore opposite us is the Yan wheat field in Huang Chengcheng. In some places, absinthe grows, but there is not even an ear of wheat.
59. Hangzhou West Lake is natural, while Suzhou gardens are expensive. In a small world, according to local conditions, planting flowers and trees along the mound, building pavilions and pavilions, the picture is diverse and beautiful, reaching the realm of "not going out to enjoy the mountains", which is the unique feature of Suzhou gardens.
Looking up, the dark blue sky is so charming. Bright little stars twinkle in the sky, and they gather more and more, as if dancing on the blue carpet, blinking and talking to me. Ah! The night is so magical that the moon just climbed the treetops and gave off bright light. The night is quiet.
6 1. In autumn, he read a spell, which brought us a big yellow harvest. You see, a large piece of golden rice is ripe, and a gust of wind blows, causing layers of golden waves in the rice fields. In the orchard, the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are like small lanterns hanging on the branches, which are heavy and bend the fruit trees.
62. Unconsciously, it is the third spring. Peanut trees and birds fly in the forest. Spring is pleasant to talk about, flowers bloom in the south mountain and flowers bloom in the north mountain, poplar branches blow for thousands of rows, and couples orioles are called the breeze. I saw rhododendrons flying around in groups in the depths of hundreds of flowers, competing for beauty and decorating the spring scenery well. It's a good year and a good scenery. .
It was a particularly sunny day, and the air was filled with the purity of ice and snow. The snow piled in the ditch is dry, rustling, and the breeze is blowing, and it is on cloud nine. I want to sprinkle a lot of silver powder on the straight road, and the sun shines from the top of the mountain. In an instant, on this flat road, dazzling light is scattered, as if it were covered with silver.
64. Unconsciously, out of the Woods, the shore is lush reeds. From a distance, they blend in with nearby water and distant trees. The color goes from shallow to deep, like an oil painting. No matter how good a painter is, he can't mix such colors. I can't help but think of a poem: "Autumn has been sad since ancient times, I said autumn gives birth to spring!" "
65. Autumn is thick, and autumn leaves are flying all over the sky, like butterflies. Leaves slowly seem to cut the breath of autumn, spread to all corners of the world, and give warmth, happiness and blessings to everyone. In autumn, the top of the mountain has been shrouded in dense fog, as if Grandpa Shan was wearing a big white straw hat.
66. You can see the orange round glass roof under the tree, and the misty fog rises from the canyon. Quiet lilac flowers, flowers have not yet opened, immersed in the moonlight. All the flowers are wet with dew and can be neatly separated from each other. Light and shadows are mixed together, just like those on Australian trails, as if they are not made up of trees and roads, but transparent houses hanging in the air.
Walking into nature is like walking into a dreamy and colorful world. She is colorful, colorful. It is so beautiful, so harmonious, so magnificent, so lovely. I am eager to go into nature, because I love nature; Love its spring, summer, autumn and winter, love its beautiful scenery, beautiful emotions and beautiful language. Come on, let me take you into nature.
68. Spring is full of vitality. Spring awakens all kinds of plants. The trees are covered with green shoots. The grass spread out and grew out of the soil. Swallows flew back from the south, enjoying the charming scenery of spring all the way. In the warm sunshine, we fly kites freely. It's really "the warbler flies on the grass in February, and the willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke"!
69. I ran to the hillside and came to the cuckoo garden. The beautiful scenery caught my eye again, and I seemed to sink into the beautiful sea of flowers. Some azaleas are as white as snow and pink as chardonnay, and some petals are all unfolded, revealing charming and brilliant "smiling faces". Some just spread a few petals, shy and delicate, and some are flower bones, which look like they are about to burst.
70. The sun in spring has lost its tenderness, burning like a fireball on the earth, and seems to give off all the heat. It softened the asphalt road, dyed the faces of pedestrians red, made the trees dare not sway at all, and even cracked the earth. Throw a basin of water on the ground and the thirsty earth will be sucked up at once. There are vests everywhere in the street, and people can't wait to get into the refrigerator.
7 1, the water is blue, the sky is blue, and the place where water meets the sky is a line. The sea seems to be pushed forward by a pair of endless big hands, forming waves after waves, but it becomes smaller when it comes to us, as if it is respecting our distant guests; The waves rolled up like an agile fairy, creating white bubbles.
72. Grandpa Dong came with a lot of "tasteless candy". All the leaves have fallen out, leaving only the bare trunk. There are no green leaves in the yard, just like there is no life. It snowed for a long time, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground. Several children get together to play games, such as snowball fights and snowmen. Although the weather is very cold, it can't stop their happiness!
73, barefoot, I rolled up my trouser legs, and the cat was waist-high, looking for the footprints of shells by the sea, but I didn't see the shadow of shells for a long time. I think it's best to have a wave and bring all the treasures in the sea for me to choose. Unexpectedly, the sea actually saw through my mind and waved with a jerk. I searched carefully, for fear of revealing a shell, but I didn't see the shadow of the shell after all.
74. The water of Qinhuai River is blue and turbid; Does it look thick but not greasy, or is it condensed from the gold powder of the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the ship, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so quiet and euphemistic. On the one hand, we dreamed of the endless sky, on the other hand, we were fascinated by paper and money. When the lights were shining, the gloom became heavy. The hazy water is like a dream, and the occasional flashing light is the eyes of the dream.
75. There are several green tile houses by the stream near the forest farm. There is some grass on the tile and a wooden window cabinet, which looks antique. A little further, there is a newly-built small flat house, bright and brilliant. There is a small bridge on the stream, facing the farmland on the opposite slope, covered with some cinders, which makes a rustling sound when stepping on it; There are all kinds of flowers and plants on the west side of the bridge, and long branches hang in the stream.
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.
Many camphor trees are planted in this city. I felt very monotonous at first, but now, I have begun to like this layout. When the sun swept across every square meter of land unscrupulously, I looked at the shadow of the thick green camphor tree, and then the world suddenly opened up. Only in recent years have other trees been slowly planted in the city. Without emotion, the scenery becomes complicated.
78. Summer is the season when everything grows most vigorously. The sun hangs high in the air like a big fireball, selflessly dedicating light and heat to the earth. The leaves are green, the flowers are red, the grass is green, and the cicada makes a noisy sound. From a distance, it looks like the most beautiful painting in the world. I chanted, "Don't be surprised by the bright moon, and the breeze is chirping at midnight." I have been singing for summer, but how can my songs sing about the prosperity of all things in the world?
79, winter is a cold killer, he killed many lovely little souls. He withered flowers, grass and leaves. You see, all the leaves of poplar trees fell overnight. Seen from a distance, it is like a golden wave rolling up and down. Listen, the sound of flowers sighing in the wind and the words of grass crying under the moon are so helpless and sad. The birds heard their sighs and cries. There is no winter hiding in the south.
80. Winter is so beautiful that people can't help but want to sing a song. The tree swayed gently, the children smiled, and the earth seemed to thank the snowflakes. The children seem to repay Uncle Dong with innocent voices. In winter, the weather is very cold. Adults and children wear cotton-padded jackets, but they still feel particularly cold and bend over. What about the ice on the road? As naive as a child, it teases people and often corrupts them. At this time, it seems to be giggling.