Waves of wind are blowing. Sasha. Seems to be whispering, huh? Like laughing. All kinds of trees are tall and straight, shaded by trees and flowers, which makes the whole mountain plain particularly enchanting. The following are beautiful sentences about describing trees that I compiled. Welcome to read!
Those dense poplar leaves, like running water, flow quietly and loudly around people day and night.
This is spruce in the north. Although the house is thin, the trunk is vigorous, pointing to the sky. Some branches are broken by the wind, and the abrupt broken branches are covered with falling snowflakes all winter, just like white mats.
This ancient and tall banyan tree is luxuriant in foliage, like a dark green cloud.
Willow leaves shed the remaining leaves, leaving bare gray branches, like countless whips, whipped into the air by the wind.
Red maple leaves are like burning flames and brilliant clouds.
The red leaves washed by clouds, like red agate stained with dew, shine.
Rows of Populus davidiana are falling leaves, and the brown poplar leaves are slightly curled, swaying, rotating and sliding in groups like swallows.
Pine trees sucking emerald clouds spread their leaves in mid-air, as if competing with the wind and dark clouds for the sun and playing with the breeze and white clouds.
The trunk of this old tree is wrinkled, hanging and protruding, like the forehead of an old man who meditates.
The roots of banyan trees protrude from the ground like hills, extend in all directions like the feet of countless octopus, and each nail is tightly stuck in the soil.
A bare banyan tree, with thousands of fibrous roots hanging, is as thick as a big vine and a small tree, and as thin as a long silk thread.
Maple leaves are as red as jumping flames, like flying red flags, which makes people dizzy and ecstatic.
Pomegranate has branches of plum trees and leaves of willow trees. It rises strangely, but it won't wither. Very fresh, but not gentle and lovely. This kind of demeanor has both advantages and disadvantages of plum tree.
The lilac trees in the garden are crystal clear and swaying in the wind, as if dancing happily.
A naked old mulberry tree, thick and tall, crooked, like a hunchbacked old man, hunched over.
The trunk of the apple is covered with dry moss, and the jagged bare branches are dotted with a few red and green leaves, which bend into the air like an old man's elbow-bent tire.
The old oak tree has completely changed its appearance, spreading its juicy dark green branches and leaves like a tent, swaying gently in the afterglow of the sunset and standing excitedly.
The branches and leaves of two smoked trees are neatly trimmed, like two giant mushrooms.
Frosted leaves are like a flock of birds detached from the branches and flying in the wind.
A dense dark green tower pine, slim, like a giant umbrella, blocks the sun.
Ruthless autumn took off their beautiful clothes, and the old tree had to stand there naked, with light brown moss covering its wrinkles.
? The trunk of Ren Mei pine is tall and straight, towering into the sky, spreading green arms in the air, looking from a distance, like a beautiful girl.
Cedar has a tall and straight trunk and oval leaves. The leaves are green, and there are two silver ribs on the back of the leaves.
? A vine is winding on the wall under the shutters.
The trees shook like drunken Cossacks' heads, humming drunken songs.
? Pine trees are lonely. Like a forgotten sentry, it sticks out its melancholy head, twisted branches and fan-shaped leaves.
The pagoda tree has a round branch cover covered with black and green leaves, and strings of white and yellow flowers are fragrant. It looks like a big natural tent, blocking the sunshine in the west. The light spots of flowers screened from leaves are scattered on their bodies and faces. This place used to be very cool, but now the cool air also has a stirring power.
It's time to light the lamp. The two big locust trees outside the door, like two big hens, have black wings of charity, as if to cover all the five or six families below.
There is a tall pine tree, lonely, like a forgotten sentry, sticking out its melancholy head, winding branches and fan-shaped leaves, and its whole body is cracked by the aging northwest wind.
The leaves of buttonwood and bodhisattva trees have withered in the strong wind. Whenever the cold wind blows, the frosted leaves suddenly break away from the branches and fly in the wind like a flock of birds.
The buds on the branches of Chinese fir trees are already quite tender and reflect the sky. Do you think spring can be far behind? Tall and handsome coconut trees, swaying in the wind from time to time, like a jade crown.
In summer, a row of tall poplars along the Jinshui River stands at the foot of Mangshan Mountain like dozens of giants. Its stiff body stretched out into the sky, and its thick dark green leaves sparkled in the sun. No matter how small the wind blows, it always screams at the valley and always opens its throat to sing to the people in Baiyangshu Village.
The mountain is a sea of trees, and the towering fir trees at the top of the mountain stand on the cliff like nervous soldiers; Camellia oleifera, which is evergreen all the year round on the hillside, is covered with red and big fruits in autumn; Evergreen pine trees stretch their vigorous branches, big camphor trees at the foot of the mountain hold up a big umbrella, and thousands of birds jump and sing.
A magnificent century-old tree stands proudly against the sky.
Every tree is showing off its heyday, and every flower is shaking in the breeze to express its joy.
The canopy shaped like a canopy is covered with beautiful tidbits like Danxia.
Far away, I smelled a fragrant aroma and a refreshing wind blew. Look, the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying in the wind. In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers.
The elm is in the northwest corner of the garden. When the wind comes, the elm screams first. When it rains, the big elm trees smoke first. As soon as the sun comes out, the leaves of the big elm tree shine like mussels on the beach.
Fig trees grow very luxuriantly. Light brown trunk, branched left and right, extending upward, with green leaves in the upper part. In the morning, the rising sun shines brilliantly, and the fig tree stretches its branches and leaves in the sun, as if doing morning exercises with me.
Ginkgo biloba is a woody plant that grows every year. In each season, they have their own unique changes.
In the distance, the mountains and valleys are connected, and the trees are shaded, just like the rough sea.
Young trees grow luxuriantly, revealing those delicate white flowers from the green leaves, which are in full bloom.
The dense tower pine is like a huge umbrella.
Far and near the sea, shadowy trees, like tourists who miss the moonlight night scene.
Willow freely hangs its slender and soft branches, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair.
Trees soaked by rain look like green emeralds.
There is a big willow tree by the roadside. Whenever the dusk is full or the morning is blue, it looks like a cultivator with a nose and ribbed hair.
Flowers and trees are red and flowing.
At first glance, a flower tree looks like a confused fog, like a peach blossom cloud, and like a transparent foam.
There are two peacock fir trees towering into the sky, with huge crowns and lush greenery.
Litchi trees germinate quietly in the spring breeze, and the green leaves stick out from the needle-shaped head and look at the beautiful spring scenery around them strangely. After the spring rain and sunshine, the oval leaves grow sturdily. Under the sunshine, they are shiny and lovely.
Willow branches spread their yellow-green leaves, swaying 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!
The trunk of the apple tree is covered with dry moss, and the jagged bare branches are dotted with a few red and green leaves, which bend into the air like an old man's elbow.
The mountain is a sea of trees, and the towering fir trees at the top of the mountain stand on the cliff like nervous soldiers; Camellia oleifera, which is evergreen all the year round on the hillside, is covered with red and big fruits in autumn; Evergreen pine trees stretch their vigorous branches, big camphor trees at the foot of the mountain hold up a big umbrella, and thousands of birds jump and sing.
The buds on the branches of Chinese fir trees are already quite tender and reflect the sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?
Tall and handsome coconut trees, swaying in the wind from time to time, like a jade crown.
Fig trees grow very luxuriantly. Light brown trunk, branched left and right, extending upward, with green leaves in the upper part. In the morning, the rising sun shines brilliantly, and the fig tree stretches its branches and leaves in the sun, as if doing morning exercises with me.
The leaves of buttonwood and bodhisattva trees have withered in the strong wind. Whenever the cold wind blows, the frosted leaves suddenly break away from the branches and fly in the wind like a flock of birds.
In summer, a row of tall poplars along the Jinshui River stands at the foot of Mangshan Mountain like dozens of giants. Its stiff body stretched out into the sky, and its thick dark green leaves sparkled in the sun. No matter how small the wind blows, it always screams at the valley and always opens its throat to sing to the people in Baiyangshu Village.
It's time to light the lamp. The two big locust trees outside the door are like two huge hens with black wings of charity, as if to cover all the five or six families below.
Ginkgo biloba is a woody plant that grows every year. In each season, they have their own unique changes.
There is a tall pine tree, lonely, like a forgotten sentry, sticking out its melancholy head, winding branches and fan-shaped leaves, and its whole body is cracked by the aging northwest wind.
In the distance, the mountains and valleys are connected, and the trees are shaded, just like the rough sea.
Some spruce trees seem to have been combed from top to bottom with a small comb, some are furry, some are young and resinous, and some are old and have green beards (moss).
The filar silk willow hanging on the water seems to be posing in front of the mirror.
The birch trees in the north are all white, like bright mercury lamps, illuminating the gloomy mountains in the north.
Those serrated oval leaves, dense and leafy, look like a thick Lv Yun at the foot of the mountain from a distance.
This ancient trunk, like bundles of twisted steel bars, is tall and straight, towering into the sky, as if a man of God stood between heaven and earth.
The leaves rustled as if they were crying sadly.
The old trees on the roadside are towering and green, and the rain seems to be green.
A big green tree, as bare as a cloud and a tent, stands out. Its leaves are dark and lush, and there is no sunshine. Its trunk bones are prominent, and its thick roots surround the earth like huge eagle claws.
These old banyan trees remind people of wise, kind, steady and vicissitudes of the old man.
The willow trees in the street look sick. The leaves are covered with dust and rolling on the branches. The branches are too lazy to move and droop without tips.
The towering ancient banyan tree, like a green crown, like a huge umbrella, opens in mid-air, and Qian Qian's 10,000 air roots hang on the trunk like tassels.
A surprisingly naked king cypress, with dense needles and a green umbrella like a rainbow branch with an iron arm.
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