Poems or sentences about the beauty of nature 1. Poetry describing the beauty of nature
1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan.
Frost leaves are redder than February flowers.
3. The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp.
4. Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
6. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
7. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely under the south mountain
8. The mountains wither and the birds return.
9. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
10. On the third night of September, the dew was like a pearl and the moon was like a bow.
1 1. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
12. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
13. Lushan Mountain stands next to Nandou Star, and it is like a nine-sided screen, reflecting in the crystal clear lake, deepening the green lake. The Golden Gate is divided into two mountains, and a silver stream hangs down to three stone bridges, and the magnificent Ding Waterfall can be seen.
14. Dye the streams and mountains green and purple to illuminate everything.
15. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.
16. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach.
17. Sparse pine shadows brushed the outdoor pulpit, and the grass blew the fragrance into my little cave.
18. Alone, grass grows by the stream and orioles sing on the trees.
19. There are many weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
20. Silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies
2 1. The creator has endowed all the mysterious nature here with elegance, and? The day immediately enters dawn and dusk.
22. The surface of an entrance is swaying with nut horns, and weeds grow along the river bank.
2. Poems and sentences describing the beauty of nature
scenic poem
Shi Zhongshan
1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)
3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)
6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
8. Peas are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
9. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: Bodhisattva Man&; S226 book Jiangxi stoma wall "))
10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: "Title Xilin Wall")
Water in poetry
1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs &; S226 Jia Jian ")
Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao: 3. White hair floating green water, red palm stirring clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose)
4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai: Wangtianmen Mountain))
5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")
At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")
He Shizhong
1. Guan Guan Luo Gui, in Hezhou. (The Book of Songs &; S226 Guan Yu ")
2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Wang Wei: "Summit")
4. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: (at the Heron Hotel))
5. Say goodbye to the Yellow River and stay in Braque Mountain. ((Mulan word))
6. There are endless tears in the mountains and rivers. Who said that heaven and earth are wide? (Xia Wanchun: Other Clouds)
7. Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. (Li Bai: "Looking at Lushan Waterfall")
8. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up. (Su Shi: "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")
9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
10. East of Wan Li is a sea of people, with 5,000 mountains climbing skyscrapers. (Lu You: "The Feeling of Going out of the Hedge Door to Meet the Cold in Autumn Night")
Shi Zhongjiang
1. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. (Li Qingzhao: "Summer quatrains")
2. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
3. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
4. Jiangnan is good, and the scenery was once familiar.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")
5. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi: Title of Hui Chong, Volume 6. Say goodbye to Bai Di Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day. (Li Bai: Early Baidu City)
7. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")
8. Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing and sleeping. (Zhang Ji: (Night parking near Fengqiao))
9. It's freezing and rainy, and it's already night in Wu, and it's calm to see the guests off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
10. It's the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and the season of falling flowers. (Du Fu: (On Li Guinian in Down the River))
Clouds in poetry
1; A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
2. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain))
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . (Jia Dao: An absence note)
4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. (Li Bai: "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
6. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
7. Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day. (Li Bai: "Early Making Baidicheng")
8. In the distant cold mountain, the stone path is oblique, and there are people deep in the white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Walk")
9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
10. The sand sea has deepened unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds and desolate Wan Li condensate. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
3. Sentences and fragments about the beauty of nature
The blue shimmer spreads in the east, and the Yinxian Lake is like a huge dyeing house. The morning mist is like a thousand white yarns to be dyed hanging in the air and slowly swinging. It is decorated with countless gold nuggets, the sun shines on the lake, changing strange colors, and the fog curtain is quickly swept to the distant horizon by the wind.
On the vast sea, the wind gathered dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.
One moment its wings beat the waves, and the other moment it went straight into the dark clouds like an arrow. It cried-in the brave cry of birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.
In this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.
Seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned, and they flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.
4. Poetry about the beauty of nature
1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan.
Frost leaves are redder than February flowers.
3. The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp.
4. Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
6. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
7. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely under the south mountain
8. The mountains wither and the birds return.
9. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
10. On the third night of September, the dew was like a pearl and the moon was like a bow.
1 1. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
12. The solitary sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
13. Next to the Big Dipper in the south of Lushan Mountain, there are nine brocade screens.
5. Poetry or prose describing the beauty of nature
Autumn in my hometown is also the autumn in my hometown when I was a child. It's always blue and charming. Occasionally, the clouds are changing all kinds of graphics, leaving you endless reverie.
However, the autumn of middle age is also the autumn of a foreign land, and I always can't see my thoughts at that time. When I arrived in Linyi a few days ago, I looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window on the expressway, as if I had returned to my childhood and hometown.
Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest. I remember how "cool" it was to hold round and big sweet potatoes at dusk in first frost, in the smoke not far away. What's more, burned soybeans with dead leaves are looking for endless autumn fragrance. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world! At least in the present city, I have never smelled it! Autumn is the season when "yellow things fade".
The original green leaves gradually lost their true colors of life. Under the attack of wind, frost, rain and snow, it turns yellow day by day, and then quietly floats down with the wind. At the moment of enjoying the beautiful scenery, I had to wear delicate yellow leaves and hang them under the eaves, waiting to enjoy the fragrance floating from the scones after burning.
My mouth is watering. An able young man can eat ten at a time. I have never smelled such a kind fragrance in my wandering after leaving home! At that time, there was no sadness in the fallen leaves of my hometown. Now, the fallen leaves in a foreign land are just countless. In my heart, the occasional thoughts and comforts are all in the face of this silent destruction, whether it is fire nirvana or life evolution.
Someone in autumn scenery said, "Autumn is really beautiful!" Especially looking for autumn. Autumn is in the field
The rice in the field is ripe, and the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a big piece of gold. In the east, people come here with harvesters. They let every grain of rice into the warehouse.
In autumn in the Woods, the leaves of all kinds of trees are yellow and fall on the pond and the ground one by one. However, the pine tree still stands tall and motionless in the wind, and its leaves are still so green.
Autumn is in the garden. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, including red, yellow, green, white and orange ... The petals of these chrysanthemums are like thin shredded radish.
Some chrysanthemums have all their petals spread out, revealing bright yellow flower cores; Some chrysanthemums only spread two or three petals; There are chrysanthemums in bud, as if the petals are about to open. In autumn, apples, oranges, bananas and other fruits in the orchard are all ripe.
Uncles and aunts are holding baskets and picking fruits one by one. Those fruits that haven't been picked seem to say, "Pick us quickly! Those who want to buy fruit are waiting for us! " Autumn is on people.
People wear sweaters, vests, sweaters and so on. Where is autumn? Autumn is in children's eyes. As long as we keep exploring and discovering, we will gain a lot of knowledge that is not available in books.
Autumn in the old capital is always good, no matter where it is; However, the autumn in the north is particularly clear, quiet and sad. The reason why I have traveled thousands of miles from Hangzhou to Qingdao, and even from Qingdao to Peiping, is to enjoy this "autumn", the autumn flavor of this old capital.
Jiangnan, of course, there is autumn; But the grass is carved slowly, the air is moist, the sky is pale, and it often rains and windy; A person sandwiched between Suzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou, or Xiamen, Hong Kong and Guangzhou can only feel a little coolness, and the taste, color, artistic conception and posture of autumn can never be fully satisfied, tasted and enjoyed. Autumn is not a famous flower, nor is it wine. Half-drunk is not suitable for enjoying autumn.
It has been nearly ten years since autumn in the north. Every autumn in the south, I always think of the reed flowers in Taoranting, the willow shadows in Diaoyutai, the insects in Xishan, the jathyapple in Yuquan and the bells in Tanzhe Temple.
Even if you don't go out in Beiping, you can rent a shabby house and live in the sea of people in the imperial city. Get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the yard, you can see the high blue sky and hear the pigeons flying in the blue sky. From the bottom of Sophora japonica leaves, counting a ray of sunshine leaking to the east, or in the broken waist, facing the blue morning glory like morning glory, you can naturally feel the autumn breath.
When it comes to morning glory, I think blue or white is the best, followed by purple and black, and pink is the lowest. It is best to have a few sparse and slender autumn grasses as a foil at the bottom of the morning glory.
The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai. Like flowers, but not flowers, they will spread all over the floor in the morning.
When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch. After sweeping the street in the shade, the silk pattern of the broom falling on the dust looks exquisite, leisurely and subconsciously lonely. The ancient dream that the world knows autumn is in these depths.
Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or mountains to hear it.
Qiu Chan's cries are like crickets and mice in Beiping, and like roundworms that every household keeps at home. There is also autumn rain. The autumn rain in the north seems to be stranger, more delicious and more decent than that in the south.
Under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze suddenly came and it began to rain. It rained a layer, the clouds gradually rolled to the west, the sky turned blue again, and the sun appeared again; Idle people in the city, wearing thick green cloth coats or jackets and biting their pipes, stood in the shade of the inclined bridge after the rain. When they meet acquaintances, they will say to each other with a slow tone and a little sigh, "Oh, it's really cold." This word is pronounced very high and dragged on for a long time. )
"Isn't it? A layer of autumn rain is cold! " Northerners always read array characters like layers of words, which are flat and even. This mispronounced rhyme is just right. Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai.
The first is jujube; Corner, wall, toilet edge, kitchen.
6. Poems describing the beauty of nature
Hello! The text describing the beauty of nature He Qifang's autumn. The poem describing the natural scenery is as follows: at sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is greener than blue.
-Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
-Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
-He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
-Du Fu's quatrains
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
-Du Fu's quatrains
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
-Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
-Zhang "Fishing Songs"
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
-Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Affordable"
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
-Zhu's Spring Day
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home.
Weicheng is a city of light dust and rain, and the guest house is green and willow. Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
7. Poetry or prose describing the beauty of nature
spring song
After the drizzle, spring comes quietly.
Spring comes gently in the soft wind.
Grass grows bleary-eyed from the soil.
The tree with its limbs stretched out changed into a light green shirt.
Flowers, competing for beauty, decorate the earth with beauty.
The spring breeze was warm, and I climbed the tea garden on the mountain.
The tea tree is green and the new leaves are tender.
The girl picking tea is dressed in colorful clothes.
Like blooming flowers, dotted with green tea gardens.
Girls, focus your eyes and put your hands away.
Picked and dotted with new leaves.
Girls, your skin is tanned.
But the face, emitting a healthy luster.
Girls, your voice is a little tired.
But in my heart, it is full of joy of harvest.
The spring breeze is fragrant, wandering in the golden land.
There, patches of rape flowers are in full bloom.
The green earth is covered with golden brilliance.
Several beekeepers are busy laughing.
Thousands of little bees
Also in a hurry, also humming with a smile.
They look excited and smell the fragrant flowers.
They kissed affectionately and the beautiful flowers bloomed.
They are happy to pick back the sweet honey.
They are more like hardworking people.
How much they love life.
They don't want to waste their time, this wonderful time.
Spring breeze, running on the vast plain.
Outside the village, there are endless wheat fields.
The fields are green.
Like a green ocean.
Sometimes there are layers of green waves.
Spread all the way to the distance
Two old farmers came from the field path.
They talked and laughed and pointed.
They walked in the country and looked very happy.
By the Tiantou River, the machine roared.
How many young people are there?
Equipment for watering wheat seedlings is being installed.
Some children came running and took out their sickles.
Squatting in the wheat field, looking for a pig grass.
In a clearing
They laughed and laughed from time to time.
Spring is coming, spring is coming.
In spring, butterflies dance among flowers.
Among the green leaves, birds are singing the songs of spring.
8. Modern words or poems describing the beauty of nature
Thirteen, sixteen-character ten groups (ten-chant pictures) 1. How many storms are there? The new year has come, and only good names are passed down.
Lotus, how much love does the world shed? No one can compete in the sun. Lian, who do you send lovesickness for all your life? Thinking of you, I still lean against the fence at midnight.
Lotus, for whom will it last forever? Just me, waiting for you for ten thousand years. The wind is dancing in the sky with long sleeves.
How many years, blow two sleeves clear. The wind, blowing will warm your dreams.
Thousands of miles, the wind that has come and gone without a trace has blown youth into a Chinese Pulsatilla.
It is not surprising that people are old and humiliated. The wind blows down the stars in the sky for me.
Spring rain, landing silently. Shuang Shuang, the cold brought this small village, and overnight, the world changed its face.
Frost worries people about my hometown. Tell me: the years have changed.
First frost, know that I am studying hard at the cold window. Freezing: moonlight in front of the window.
First frost, advise me not to be sad from now on. When I am sad, Iraqis are far away.
Rain, rain, the voice tells me my heart. The song is not finished, dancing gently with the wind.
Rain, sadness like blue silk, hatred like wisps. Comfort me: gentle as parents.
Rain, do you know that I am looking forward to suffering? Rain, the world cheers? Rain, bit by bit like a blessing. For the world, it breeds rice and grain.
Melissa Zhou likes to meet once a year. Ask softly: Have you ever thought of me? Snow often turns the world into heaven.
In the kingdom of heaven: who is not transcendent? Snow, how many grievances have been forgotten? Lead a clean life as jade, purify the mind and spirit. Snow White, who can say a thousand words? Under the snow-capped mountains, blood and fire are rushing.
6. Yun Yun, who will you give send warm to every day? This feeling is hard to pursue all one's life. Yun, who knocks on the boudoir door every night? When the door opened, there was no green Luo's skirt inside.
Yun, who is your dream neighbor? When I woke up, there were stars with me. Clouds turn into autumn rain, which makes people sad. After the autumn rain, they were sad and wanted to break their souls.
7. The countryside is like spring all the year round, and birds and flowers are floating all over the village. Listen carefully. Every sentence has a local accent.
Xia, a painting in front of and behind the village. After lunch, enjoy the cool under the big tree.
In autumn, there are friends from five continents. On the east coast, meet to see seagulls.
In winter, festivals are already in the process of celebration. In the street, firecrackers are ringing.
8. How many people know poetry and songs? When I have fun, I will show my talent. Words, such as infatuation.
When you read it carefully, every sentence is amazing. Song, fly to Liuhuabo with the wind.
When I met a bosom friend, I had many bosom friends from then on. Rich, the Oriental Dragon dances wildly.
Shake off the wind and rain when dancing. 10. Four Treasures of the Study pen, how many beacon lights are turned on? In an instant, the war is thousands of miles away.
Ink, into my pen into five mountains. The five mountains are high, and the geese can't fly.
Paper, the only thing in my dream, life is like a blink of an eye. Inkstone, years wear away into homesickness.
How many people read Qin and Han Dynasties under the lamp? 12. The water town is like a river, heading for the distance. Like blood, connected with hometown.
River, white swan flying from the source. Ask me, who did you write Three Farewells for? Lakes and stone walls are over 1000 feet high.
Severity and rain, showing my grand plan? The sea has roared for tens of thousands of years. I still cheer for you in my sleep.
9. What sentences describe the beauty of nature?
The sentences describing the beauty of nature are as follows:
1. Poetry is everywhere, and there are things at any time-Ling Mei by Song Dodge.
2. Flowers are flying all over the sky in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty.
3. If you fold a stick of incense in your hand, there should be nothing on the earth-Song of Manna by Wang Song Anshi.
4. The green poplar is lighter than the red apricot, and the branch is Man Chun-Qi's Lou Yuchun.
5. Spring can't keep the garden closed, but an apricot leaves the wall-Ye Songshaoweng's The Duty of the Garden
6. Waiting for the east wind is always spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.
7. The flowers on the riverside are more fiery at sunrise, and the riverside is as green as blue in spring-Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan.
8. A little bit of green and a little bit of red, moving spring scenery is not necessary-Wang Song Anshi's "Singing Pomegranate Flowers"
9. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers —— Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an Begins.
10. The shadow is horizontal, the water is shallow, and the fragrance floats at dusk-Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden by Song Linbu.
1 1. Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and spring is at the head of the stream —— Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Sky. Fu represents others.
12. The spring breeze is not lifted, and it is a blur-Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Beach
13. In February and March, grass and water are the same color —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu
14. There are many grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
The beauty of nature:
There is great beauty in heaven and earth, but fortunately, human beings have a pair of eyes to discover beauty. When we aim the camera at the myriad and ingenious nature, we find that everything is full of beauty and beauty.
There is a kind of beauty called magnificence. Towering mountains, after thousands of years of wind and rain, are still deeply rooted in the earth and stand tall; The surging river, as time flies, and the secular disputes, is still indomitable and tireless. There is a beauty called elegance. The newborn calf left its mother's body trembling on all fours. The snow lotus in the wind struggled tenaciously out of the cliff, and the weak larvae broke away from the coat that bound their body shape and flew through the cocoon.
The quaint vicissitudes of the Colorado Grand Canyon and the rugged grandeur created by the pen of nature make people think that they are standing on the edge of the earth; Shangri-La, a paradise-like paradise, a dream paradise on earth, is cited by many people as a place of death; The last pure land in Europe, the hometown of Santa Claus-the snow reindeer sleigh in Lapland, takes you into the fairy tale world; In the distant angel waterfall, nine days of water poured down, purifying your heart and making you extremely shocked ... how small human beings are in the long river of time, and history has become silent in front of nature. We can hear the elegy of the wind, and the music of the mysterious garden rings in our ears, sad and indifferent, like wandering memories. ...
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