A good article about Holly.

1. A good sentence describing trees, a pine tree, brown trunk, full bowl mouth thick and straight, covered with lovely pine leaves, like an open green velvet umbrella, swaying gently in the wind.

That cedar stands upright, like a towering pagoda, tall and straight, lush, and even every pine needle is in high spirits. The trunk of Ren Mei pine is tall and straight, reaching into the sky, spreading its green arms in the air and looking like a beautiful girl from a distance.

Pine trees are like dark clouds, too thick to blow into the wind; But in the stitches, there are strings of huge pine cones hanging. The pine trees all over the mountains are like a green ocean; In the green sea, young pine trees are green and elegant.

Climb up the cypress, it's really quiet. The air is filled with the green bitterness of cypress leaves, as if surrounded by the incense of Qionglou Xiange. The trunk of the cypress tree is tall and straight, without any bending, with dense branches and leaves, and the top of the tree is inserted into the white night sky.

In the moonlight, the leaves of this ancient pagoda tree are so lush and the branches are so thick. From a distance, it looks like a warrior with a sword, a giant with indomitable spirit. During the day, the big locust tree stretched out its arm to shade me; At night, the leaves rustle and whisper, like a lullaby sung by an old woman, which makes me fall into a sweet dream soon.

The old pagoda tree is swinging its branches and leaves in the breeze, just like a happy old man, watching us play and smiling. The pagoda tree has a round branch cover, covered with black and green leaves, and a string of white and yellow flowers, which are scattered with fragrance, like a natural tent, blocking the western sunshine.

Every leaf of this big banyan tree is green and blue. Under the sunlight, there seem to be countless flashing sapphires hanging on the tree. When the spring breeze blows, the old elm puts on its new green clothes. Students all over the campus put on the latest and brightest clothes with the old elm, and the old elm becomes a beautiful angel.

Whenever spring is in full bloom, the elms all over the mountains are like competing with bright peaches and apricots, and the soft green branches are covered with reddish flowers and bones. Outside the window, the small birch stands in the moonlight like water, swaying gently with the green leaves, longing for the moisture of the night dew.

The phoenix tree is only as tall as two chopsticks, and my fingers are so thin. At the top of the green trunk, there is a brown bud carved with dark red gems and covered with fine hair. What you see is a tall buttonwood tree, which is higher than six stories. You must look up to see its crown like a big umbrella. It is like a loyal guardian, guarding the campus day and night, "defending" our lovely campus.

Ah, the tung tree in my hometown, among many trees, your trunk is not tall and straight, and your flowers, leaves, fruits and seeds are not the most beautiful; But you have a wide range of uses, and you silently contribute to mankind. The flowers of litchi trees are milky white, slowly turning pale yellow, and clusters match the green leaves. From a distance, the whole litchi orchard is like a yellow sea of flowers, very beautiful.

In front of us stands a tall maple tree, which looks like a giant with indomitable spirit and a mighty sentry. Its thick and straight trunk goes straight into the sky, and clusters of red maple leaves on the top of the tree are like a flame. Many miscellaneous leaves turn golden, but maple leaves are red. They are patchwork with pines, which is really a rare brocade in the world.

The red leaves washed by clouds, like red agate stained with dew, shine. From a distance, it seems that clouds of filariasis fly over the hillside, burning, burning ... The spring breeze is like a warm current, and the buds of mulberry come out, green, watery, fresh and gratifying. Mulberry leaves in the morning are especially fresh and nutritious, and silkworm babies will grow up quickly after eating them. Just after picking the petiole of mulberry leaves, the juice is still dripping.

Spruce trees have an eternal silence. Against the snow peaks, it is green and magnificent. There are several tall fir trees on the hillside, which are extremely strange in shape, with tall twisted trunks, sparse branches and leaves like snow, just like a group of ancient fossils.

The neem tree has a tall trunk, dense leaves and white flowers. From a distance, clusters of white flowers are like snowflakes falling from the sky. Sunflower trees are unpretentious. They don't change clothes all year round. They are stout and stocky. They only open their wide palms, and their sharp fingers are like countless swords, pointing to the injustice in life.

You see, nanmu is tender and delicate, and its green leaves are crystal clear and picturesque. Slightly tall, slender, slim and graceful, just like a slim waist dancer; Thick, straight into the sky, supporting a Lv Yun, like a giant column straight into the sky. In the dissolved moonlight, camphor trees are so lush, and the dense leaves glow like ash.

Autumn quietly came to the world, and the leaves of many trees turned yellow, and with the autumn wind, they fell one after another. Loquat trees are not only green and full of vitality, but also pregnant with future buds, just like pink and silver clouds. In spring, it drizzles like silk. Citrus swallows the nectar of spring. They spread their branches like jade, and the long and narrow leaves laughed in the breeze.

In summer, the green leaves of osmanthus trees seem to be coated with a layer of green oil. A breeze blew, and osmanthus trees spread evergreen branches and leaves, swaying slightly with the wind and flashing green light in the sun. In spring, apricot trees spread their green leaves and produce small white flowers. From a distance, they look like a pink light, which makes their hometown extremely beautiful. After approaching, I smelled a faint scent, which was refreshing.

The persimmon tree is covered with heavy persimmons. These bright red persimmons, like small red lanterns, are more vivid and lovely against the dense and lush holly trees. Spring has arrived, and in the drizzle, pomegranate trees greedily suck the dew of spring; Small buds spit out from the branches. When the spring breeze blows, the buds gradually turn into small green leaves, and the green leaves on the trees rustle in the breeze.

In summer, the young leaves on the walnut tree become lush branches and leaves. Like small fans, those leaves form a big green umbrella, which covers the sun tightly and gives people shade.

2. Who has good words, sentences and paragraphs to describe flowers and trees? I have never seen a vine blooming like this. I only see a lavender, hanging down from the sky like a waterfall, with no beginning and no end. Just a deep and shallow purple, as if flowing, laughing and growing.

On the purple banner, there is a little silver light, just like splashing water. A closer look shows that it is the brightest part of each purple flower, flirting with the sun.

Here, the spring red has faded, no one appreciates the flowers, no butterflies surround the bees, and some are sparkling and blooming vines of this tree. Flowers are next to flowers, one after another, pushing each other around, so lively! After so many years, the vines are blooming again, and they are so full and dense. The Purple Waterfall Project is covered with dense branches like Wolong, which keeps flowing, flowing and flowing to people's hearts.

3. A good sentence to describe willow. ★ Willows hang weakly, as if to get into the ground to avoid the hot sun.

★ Several rows of rotten willows hang down like hair, stripped their leaves and swaying in the cold wind.

★ The branches of willow trees have sprouted yellow buds, which are like the small mouths of chickens.

★ The drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a bath.

The willows on both sides of the dam, some like white-haired old people, some like girls with long hair shawls, are long dams, which are separated into a corridor with beaded curtains.

★ A line of willows is half immersed in the water, as if a group of girls lifted their skirts and stood in the moonlight washing their long hair.

★ The willows hang down their slender and soft branches freely, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair.

★ Rain and fog swirl on the willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking the strings, and like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.

★ The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches and reflecting them on the river, which made the river dyed green, as if an emerald river was running eastward.

★ Losing the scaly bark crisscrossed by green willows is like wrinkles on the face of a silent old man.

★ When you walk on the road, the flying sheep often surround you from left to right, or touch your clothes or face, and they are entangled. This will remind people of the ancient poem "Even when a wild goose flies, it also has feelings"

4. Good sentences and paragraphs describing elm leaves and plums are common shrubs in Saibei. It is named after elm leaves and plum blossoms. To be exact, I haven't seen plum blossoms, at least I haven't had a chance to watch them up close. I think the lonely plum beside the broken bridge outside the post station must be somewhat aloof, otherwise, how could it arouse the envy of Fang Qun? The beauty of plum blossom is about the strength of character. Imagine, in the season of flying snow, you can stand proudly and bloom. Ordinary flowers and plants will not have such courage.

When can I see the unique fragrance of plum blossoms that can have snowball fights? However, in my childhood, this shrub that looks like plum blossoms brought me a lot of joy.

Spring in the north comes at the latest. I don't remember how long I have to wait to see the swallows come after singing "The river opens in July and September, and the swallows come in August and September". The branches hardened by the north wind gradually softened, and the buds of summer, autumn and winter have been sleeping, as if they emerged from the green bark overnight and looked at the changing world timidly.

The flowers of Prunus mume really inherited the character of Prunus mume. In the northland where the residual snow melts, the oncoming willow wind is not gentle. After several nights of windy weather, there is still a rustling chill. She is not afraid of these things, and she is bent on occupying every branch scattered on the ground. In just a few days, it was already full of flowers. From a distance, a huge flower ball rolled with the wind, and the spring in Saibei came like this.

Eucommia ulmoides has a short flowering period, which is shorter than that of clove. It took only ten days from opening to autumn. With the petals falling, the green fruits urged the green leaves to take over. Flowers fade, red apricots are small, is that true?

When I was a child, I loved flowers far less than I loved fruits. Naughty boys often shake off the scarlet of the tree and urge the flowers to leave in order to eat Eucommia ulmoides fruit early.

In fact, Yu's temper seems to be more urgent than ours! The flowers bloomed in a hurry and the leaves left before they arrived. Beauty is always so short! Apricot-like fruit is a sweet gift she left for our childhood.

Every tree's fruit tastes different, some are slightly sweet, some are sweet and sour, some are bitter ... not every tree's fruit is delicious. I still remember that the fruits of some trees are delicious.

The forest in front of the door has no end. I once explored the finish line with some friends on a warm spring morning and ran among the flowers until the sun set in the west. When adults ask, where is this crazy day? The vague answer seems to come from a dream. ...

My carefree childhood! My long-lost elm plum!

Duheying in Han and Tang Dynasties

Turn around from the banyan tree

5. Describe the good paragraphs and sentences of bananas, and cut the plum across the Wujiang River.

Jie Jiang.

A piece of spring worries about wine.

The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs.

Qiuniangdu and Tainiangqiao, the wind is fluttering and the rain is whispering.

When will you go home and wash your robe?

The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.

The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green.

Banana-Song Qi.

Escape from the depths of wax and make mistakes in spring.

The rain barrier only covers one side, and the wind is half-flagged.

The reason of brittle crack is oblique gauge fan cutting.

There is no strong metaphor in the floating world, and Jin Suxin is versatile.

Sauvignon blanc,

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc;

The endless rain in Mao Mao is like a weaving.

I remember when I left.

Tears filled my clothes,

Life is like duckweed,

The news is ethereal and heartless.

Sitting alone by the window, listening to the wind and rain,

The rain beat the banana and sobbed,

Please welcome an old friend from afar.

Is it safe to break into another country alone,

Don't forget to think of friends far away.

The seven laws of untitled (rain hits banana leaves sadly)

Rain hits banana leaves with sorrow, and the heart feels ashamed with a new moon.

The fragrance of the orchid is short, and the dream stays in the fog.

Traveling lonely, sailing in Wan Li, I am immersed in troubled times.

I used to protect flowers and cherish spring, and I was obsessed with water.

A touch of crimson lips and a cold winter break in autumn-Ge Zhong Sheng

In the cold lent of autumn, the flowerbeds of quinoa are fragrant and foggy.

How many idle worries, dreaming of banana rain.

There is sorrow outside the cloud, which seems to whisper to you.

I can't go back. There are countless mountains and the city is deserted.

Tang Duoling-Wu Wenying.

Where to synthesize sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.

Even if it doesn't rain, it will be cold.

It's cool at night, the weather is fine, there is a bright moon, and I'm afraid to go upstairs.

Dream of rest in old age. Flowers, smoke, water.

Yan resigned, but the guests were still staying.

The weeping willow does not hold the skirt, but sails.