Prose on Landscape Spring has come, everything is reviving and the earth is gradually waking up. The snow and ice melted, the trees sprouted, the mountains turned green, the water turned green, and the earth put on beautiful new clothes. All kinds of flowers are in full bloom, and there are vibrant scenes everywhere! Dressed in colorful clothes and ribbons, Miss Chun quietly came to the world with bright sunshine. Swallows are messengers of spring. It chirps and urges. Flowers are blooming, and spring is coming!
In spring, colorful words are displayed in colorful ways among bright flowers. A breeze blew, and flowers danced in the wind, as if waving to tourists. Other flowers are not to be outdone. They are producing charming flowers, which look beautiful from a distance. Red flowers are like clouds, white flowers are like snow, and the fragrant and gorgeous flowers come to the nose, attracting groups of bees and butterflies to fly and dance among the flowers. How can you not be fascinated?
Spring is on the green grass. The grass has been wronged in the field for a winter, and finally it can stretch its waist. They emerged from the ground, revealing a small, pointed head and tender green land, like a little doll just waking up. A spring breeze blew, and the grass danced happily, sometimes bending down and touching the ground, sometimes swinging from side to side, like a girl dancing heartily. Grass adds vitality and new luster to spring. The river next to it woke up, and when it was forced to earn money, it "clicked" and its body melted from the freezing. The river flows happily with a bang, as if playing a beautiful tune for spring, and groups of fish swim happily and freely in the water.
Spring in the endless fields, facing the warm spring breeze, golden rape flowers, clusters, clusters, under the blowing of spring, layers of golden waves, faint fragrance, fresh earthy breath, golden king flowers nodded and smiled at us. They seem to want to sing beautiful spring, and they seem to tell people excitedly; This year is another bumper harvest year.
I like spring, because spring is the season of poetry and dreams, and it is also a colorful painting!
Landscape Prose 2 Our campus is beautiful, with flowers and trees, like a beautiful "big garden".
When I walked into the campus, the first thing I saw was two tall trees, standing on both sides of the gate, like two small guards on campus; Like two giant umbrellas. The leaves are luxuriant, like the green hairs of a big tree. Further on, a bright five-star red flag fluttering in the wind appeared in front of us. The steps on both sides are also very special, winding uphill, and every step shines like a mirror.
Standing in the center of the second playground and looking to the right, there is a cultural wall with poems written by ancient poets and writers. On the left is the teaching building, which stands above the playground like a mountain.
Walk along the arc steps next to the playground and you will come to a "botanical garden". There is a big flower bed in the middle of the small playground. There is a statue of Confucius in the middle of the flower bed. Standing next to Confucius, there is a feeling that other mountains are dwarfed under the sky ... There are some sharp tassels like swords around the flower beds, and many Cycas stand on the cliff. They are like green barriers. There are hills rising from the ground on the stone wall, and there are small trees and beautiful flowers on the hills. Looking back, there are two rows of osmanthus and magnolia in the bonsai. In autumn, magnolia flowers are in bud, and the smiling faces of osmanthus flowers are also blooming.
In spring, one after another, azaleas broke their faces with laughter. The iron tree is like a flower guardian, and the grass can't wait to explore. Every tree has sprouted, some plants are green, and flowers have many colors: red, yellow, white and so on. There is also a fragrant smell.
In summer, the sun shines mercilessly on Confucius Garden, but he is not anxious and calm. When you see the statue of Confucius, you will think of the sentence "words must be done, actions must be fruitful"
In winter, the tenacious Castanopsis fargesii trees are still so lush that they accompany us to meet the rising sun every day.
Our campus is really beautiful!
Prose on landscape writing III. Soft spring breeze, slowly passing away, gives people the warmth of their mother; The scorching sun roars like fire, scorching the red-hot earth, giving people the harshness of a father; Flaming frost leaves are flying and falling, dancing with the finale of life; Lovely snowman, pure white makes winter poetic. Every season has its own unique beauty.
1, warm spring
Holding Zhu Ziqing's "Spring" in my hand, I came to the forest in spring, and a ray of soft sunshine in early spring shone on the wet land through the branches. Grass and flowers, after a winter's deep sleep, are also touched by the sun, rubbing their confused eyes and waking up. Green shoots have grown on the tree, so cute! The arrival of spring has added a lot of vitality to the forest. The birds sang euphemistic songs again, the young trees put on bright green clothes, and the flowers smiled to welcome Miss Chun.
2. After midsummer
When summer comes, people put on thin T-shirts and bathe in the heat brought by the scorching sun. The sun seems to turn red, and the fiery body emits intense heat. The arrival of midsummer gives people the beauty of Leng Yan.
3. Autumn is strong
Flaming leaves are dancing and falling, just like a gorgeous court waltz, melodious and distant. Is it a prelude or a finale? Is it another journey or the end of life? The leaf may know what autumn stands for, but it still spreads its most beautiful wings, like an outstanding dancer, spinning in the color of autumn rain. Spinning and spinning, this natural white swan dedicated its most beautiful side to autumn, and that long autumn was more beautiful because of you!
4. Love songs in winter
Snowflakes are fluttering. If it rains and the wind blows, the faint goose feather snow becomes the most beautiful scenery in winter. Pure white is spotless, dotted in the streets, and people sit around the stove and enjoy the warmth and comfort brought by winter. In winter, you are like a lovely elf, bringing beauty and warmth to people. In winter, you are so pure and lovely.
With the years, we have gone through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter. The beauty of the four seasons makes our life full of colors. Let's enjoy our own beauty and this rich and beautiful scenery together!
Prose on landscape writing four winds walk on by, leaving no trace; The rain fell slowly, weaving a crystal bead curtain for heaven and earth; Leaves grow quietly, adding vitality to the world. Flowers, grass, trees, sunshine and rain and dew, with their unique beauty, have built the purest natural beauty in the world without a trace of pollution for us.
In the early morning, a few crisp birdsongs broke the silent forest, and the sun was lying lazily on the winding path through the lush trees, and everything seemed to be awakened. The bird reached out and moistened its mouth with nectar, and then tactfully, the beautiful song echoed throughout the forest.
Trees are also full of vitality, waving the earth with a breeze in the morning, putting on their own emerald clothes and putting out their new "trinkets" to greet the new day with the most full spirit.
The wind, like a gentle mother, gently caresses every "child". She walked lightly, bringing a little coolness to the grass, putting on a beautiful corrugated skirt for the river and giving cordial encouragement to the hard-working bees. The wind is invisible, but she gave it.
"Her children" bring love that can be truly felt. She dresses up very beautifully for every child. This kind of beauty cannot be carved and imitated by human beings. This kind of beauty is very simple and simple, but it can give people a very simple feeling like a baby.
The charm of nature is that it can bring people a very comfortable feeling. Bathing in the natural wind and listening to the melodious songs of birds seems to forget all the troubles and sorrows in the world. Daoxiang also sang: "Don't cry, let fireflies take you away, country songs, rely on forever, go home and return to the original beauty." Yes, nature is the simplest and purest beauty in the countryside. Without artificial transformation, it can bring people a kind of enjoyment and enjoy the original beauty that cannot be enjoyed in a complex society.
Are you tired after a hard day's work? Are you tired of complicated interpersonal communication? Yes, we are all tired. When we walked into the beautiful countryside and the rich forest, the sadness in the world turned into a faint silence in an instant. That kind of natural and pure beauty, without dirty beauty, makes me relaxed and happy, which is really a kind of enjoyment!
Five students of landscape prose, have you ever been to the beautiful Nanjing city? Nanjing has not only beautiful scenery, many snacks, but also unique specialties. Let me introduce you as a little tour guide.
Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing is a famous scenic spot. In summer, beautiful lotus flowers bloom on the rippling lake. Some are graceful; Some are dazzling; The fragrance is overflowing ... the whole Xuanwu Lake is immersed in the ocean of lotus flowers! Sitting on a cruise ship, watching the charming lake, a breeze blowing across your face, is refreshing!
The maple leaves in Qixia Mountain are also charming. Autumn has come, and the maple leaves on the branches are fluttering in the wind. From a distance, the charming Qixia Mountain looks like a red flame.
Miss Spring has come, and the plum blossoms in Meihua Mountain are in full bloom, in clusters. Being in Meihua Mountain is like swimming in an ocean of flowers.
After walking through these charming scenic spots, your stomach began to sing "Empty City Plan". Let's go to Confucius Temple!
When you arrive at the Confucius Temple, you can't have less snacks. Look, steamed buns are on the big stage! Jiaozi, a steaming chicken soup, exudes an attractive fragrance. This is my way of satisfying my desire. First, I picked up a jiaozi with chopsticks and put it in a vinegar bowl, and let it roll up, down, left and right. Then I put it in my mouth, slowly sucked the top of jiaozi with my lips, sucked the thick chicken juice inside, and swallowed jiaozi in one gulp. It is really delicious! Of course, there are many other snacks in Nanjing, such as beef fried dumpling, duck blood vermicelli soup and so on, which will make you memorable!
After listening to these introductions, you must want to buy some special products! Let's go to Yuhuatai again. Yuhuatai is here. There are all kinds of rain flower stones for you to choose from. Some are colorful; Some have different shapes; Other sparkling ... Nanjing is also called "Shicheng" because of its rain flower stones.
What's up, class? Is Nanjing beautiful? Tell you, Nanjing is a beautiful pearl embedded in the motherland! Don't forget to visit Nanjing!
Landscape prose 6 "The bright moon is high in the sky and the sea of clouds is boundless." I am one of the vast sea of clouds.
Water on the surface of oceans, lakes and plants evaporates and becomes steam. After entering the atmosphere, it gradually becomes small water droplets. Small water droplets gather together and float in the air under the support of updraft, forming our big family-cloud.
I have changed a lot in various ways. If I'm not careful, I'll become another person so that you can't find it. We always move slowly, sometimes like a dragon; Sometimes like a crocodile with a big mouth; Sometimes it's like a luxury car you've never seen before. ...
Clouds, beautiful clouds, white clouds, float from one side of the sky to the other. I am floating in the embrace of the blue sky, quietly watching everything on the earth. The earth is so green, the sea is so blue and everything is so beautiful.
In the distance is Grandpa Dashu's home. I quickened my pace and ran there. The bird flew to my feet and greeted me warmly. Originally, I was going to grandpa Dashu's house! In Grandpa Tree's home, the little animals are listening to stories. I rested in its dense canopy and listened to the story of Cinderella and the small animals. Quietly, the little animals fell asleep under the care of Grandpa Tree, and I also snored gently.
In my dream, Grandma Feng held me in her arms and took me swimming in the sky. Suddenly, a voice woke me up, and there was a vast sea below me. It turns out that the little dolphin is calling me in a friendly way I quickly waved to it. It jumped up and showed me its synchronized swimming. At the seaside, the waves beat the beach one after another, one wave higher than the other. Someone is chasing and playing on the beach; Some hold umbrellas and enjoy sunbathing; The children are playing by the sea, letting the waves touch their calves. I began to envy this happy and free life on earth.
The sun has set, so I have to change shifts with my brothers and sisters. Saying goodbye to everything on earth, I hurried home. work
Landscape Prose 7 There is a river around Lianjiang in my hometown, called Jiuzhou River, which flows slowly as if playing a soft music. ...
In spring, the water of Kyushu River flows to the bottom. You can see many small fish playing happily in the river, and you can also see many smooth pebbles in the river. In the sunshine, those pebbles are like sparkling gems. There are many green grasses and colorful flowers on the river bank, such as red, blue, purple, yellow and orange ... countless, red is like fire, blue is like sea, and yellow is like gold ... At this moment, Sister Butterfly and Brother Bee came and danced beside the flowers, and Brother Bee was "sucking" the juice among the flowers!
In summer, the river turns green. If you jump into the river, you will be cold to your satisfaction. Some children jumped into the water from a height. Some of them are shooting at random with water guns, and some are playing with balls in the water ... look! How happy they are! Tall trees are like big umbrellas and strong soldiers. There is a bamboo forest across the river, just like a green barrier, which provides shelter for the river. When you row the boat to the other side, you will smell a faint smell of bamboo. When the breeze blows, the bamboo will twist its slender posture and dance, making a light sound of "sand, sand" from time to time, as if singing a summer song.
In autumn, the leaves of big trees turn yellow and fall into the river, like a boat going away. Women like to wash clothes by the river and sing while washing clothes, which adds a lot of vitality to autumn.
In winter, the fish in Jiuzhou River disappeared and the children stopped playing with water. If you put your hand in the water, cold water will soon turn your hand into a carrot.
The Kyushu River in my hometown is like a fresh poem, like a vivid landscape painting, which cleanses people's hearts and cultivates people's sentiments. I am proud of my hometown. I love the Kyushu River in my hometown.
Prose on scenery I snuggled up in the embrace of autumn, listening to her heartbeat, watching her beauty and smelling her breath. ...
Oh, Miss Qiu came lightly! Listen! Qiu Chan shouted happily on the branches, as if to remind people: "Autumn is here, autumn is here!" The geese preparing to fly south are also shouting, "I'm going to visit relatives in the south and come back next spring." The cricket looked at the geese flying south and had his own plan. He said to them, "Brother, have a safe trip. I'll watch the house for you. " What's that noise? Is it a "symphony" in the field? The conductor frog is conducting a grand performance to welcome the arrival of autumn.
Oh! Miss Qiu came with light steps! Look! In the bright sunshine, golden rice is carrying heavy bags, and naughty autumn wind boys are shuttling through the fields. The autumn wind is full of gas and blowing hard, and the wheat waves are rolling and undulating. Sorghum can be proud, straight and cocky, deputy boss. That farmer can sing happily. The sound of sickle cutting rice and the crisp singing of farmers are simply a beautiful rice cutting song. Ripe tomatoes turn red. Hey! Guys, are you holding your breath? Stop playing. Look, everyone's face is red. A gust of autumn wind blew and tomatoes fell to the ground.
Oh! Miss Qiu came with light steps! Smell it! The fresh smell of soil in the field after rain; The autumn wind blows, and the smell of oranges overflows the orchard, yo! What a good harvest this year! They are next to each other, some are recalling their glory before being eaten independently, some are having heart-to-heart talks, and some are chatting together in groups of three or five.
Autumn, perhaps in the golden ears, perhaps in the red tomatoes, perhaps in the green vegetable fields, miss autumn is shy to hide, let's look for it together. In fact, autumn is full of the joy of harvest, which sweetens the little girl's smiling face, intoxicated the grandpa's eyes and made everyone laugh.