I walked in the forest, singing birds and flowers, and I was completely intoxicated by many natural wonders. The picturesque forest is a huge natural treasure house, and we should love it and protect it.
3. Small dewdrops face the breeze and roll and jump between the young leaves on the petals. Young leaves covered with dew are singing rustling songs. Look, both the white rabbit and the deer are out looking for food! They had a good time playing hide-and-seek and running on the grass. Birds in the sky are chirping and singing. The clear stream lies quietly in the embrace of the earth, like a transparent south thick seed. Flocks of fish swim freely in the water. Only the big tree stood there motionless like a soldier, guarding the land. They are next to me and I am next to you, standing by the stream, on the hillside and on the cliff. The breeze blew, and they looked like green waves from a distance. Close your eyes and listen quietly, and you can't tell whether it's the sound of the waves or the sound coming from the forest. When the sun smiles slowly from the east, the whole forest looks like a golden quilt, which is very beautiful.
2. What are the poems describing the forest? 1, the mountain wind blows the empty forest, like someone whispering.
Walking in the Late Autumn of the Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road. Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither. Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
Explanation:
Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
Lin Ping is a desert, and Hanshan is sad.
Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Mo Yan Ruzhi Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried.
The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion. (Even a short pavilion: a shorter pavilion)
Explanation:
In the distance, the twilight smoke over the forest is shrouded in mist, still a sad green and blue. Night pervades the boudoir, and some people are alone upstairs. On the jade steps, looking at the sky stands. The homing bird flew away at the urging of homing. Where is my return trip? Only the long pavilion on the road is connected with the short pavilion.
3. Fenglin is red, smoky and blue, and full of gulls.
Youth Tour Lin Fenghong Evening Smoke Blue Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang
The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past 20 years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after bamboo.
The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come. I only wrote my life as a song.
Explanation:
Maple is red and smoke is green at dusk. Every day, we are faced with the gulls in Tingzhou, a water town that lives and works in peace and contentment, full of exile and sadness everywhere. I love bamboo, and I have been wandering for 20 years, borrowing the name of bamboo. The spring breeze has not yet blown out, the autumn wind has arrived, I am old, and I despise all dust. I just made my life experience into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.
4. Smoke fills the forest, the mountains are far away, and the bells and drums ring at dusk.
Tianxiang Luo Yanheng Lin Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Cooking smoke fills the forest, distant mountains sink, and bells and drums ring at dusk. Candles reflect the curtain, flies remind the machine, and * * * bitter cold autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Heying, and several anvil pestles. Disturbing the world's tired officials, life is old.
In those days, drunkards were conceited, called Dong Jun, and paid with spring. Wandering in the north road, visiting Nanpu, I hate no one to talk to. Lai Yue Ming, who once knew this old place. If you follow the clouds, you will leave in your dreams.
Explanation:
Smoke enveloped the Woods, the sunset fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently in the evening. Candlelight shining on the window seems to remind us that everyone hates the dew in the clear autumn. Those poor homesick women who can't sleep send an anvil in the wind and insects. The sound alarmed the tired travelers wandering around the world, only to find that it was the end of another year.
I used to be conceited because of drunkenness, thinking that the god of spring had paid for the beauty of March. Unexpectedly, I wandered around North Road all the year round, sometimes leaving Nanpu by boat, and no one poured out my deep thoughts. Rely on the bright moon to know where she went in the past, bring her to me and send her there.
The leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
On the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Explanation:
It is very sad that there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand. Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.
3. Who has 1 poems and beautiful essays about mountain scenery, and hiking in late autumn?
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water.
The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road.
Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither.
Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
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Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2. Sudong Palace
Song Dynasty: Lin Bu
Akiyama is endless, and Qiu Si is endless.
Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest.
In the shade of a bird, the crystal falls and the cicada scatters.
This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow.
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Dida in autumn is so beautiful that it is difficult for me to visit one by one. The big mountain washing in autumn aroused my infinite reverie, and it was even more difficult to shape all the pens one by one. You see, the green mountain stream and the rush of spring bring pieces of red leaves; Over the lush forest, white clouds are floating everywhere. A bird flew from nowhere and rushed into the shade; As the sun sets, cicadas all over the mountain are constantly chirping.
I think, this wonderful night, the rain hits the banana, and the sound is so sweet; Who will listen carefully and think with me on the pillow?
3. Miscellaneous poems in the mountains
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wu Jun
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.
Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
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Where the mountains meet the sky, the clouds are lingering, and the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest. Birds fly happily to the eaves, and white clouds float out of the window gently.
Step 4 go hiking
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. (Deep work: living place)
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
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Along the winding path up the mountain, deep in the white clouds, there are people. I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
5. Wang Yue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
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How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and Shannan separates morning and evening. Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.
4. Beautiful sentences describing forest scenery
1, approaching the big forest, there is an endless forest in front of me, which is lush and dense, blocking my view. Into the forest, towering trees appear one after another, and the lakeside path is charming and moving with three steps, one peach, five steps and one willow. What is particularly surprising is that at the beginning of spring, it is a weeping willow that has been dancing. The slender and soft wicker is blown by the wind, spitting out green beads, swaying shadows and lingering smoke. The forest is full of flowers, including red peach blossoms, white pear blossoms, purple orchids and pink roses ... in different colors.
On the way back, the sun has risen above your head, and the shade of leaves is reflected on the ground, which is strange and dark. Sunlight came in through the cracks in the leaves and painted countless bright spots on the ground. ...
From a distance, the big green forest is connected into an ocean. Trees grow luxuriantly, emitting comfortable coolness. Sunlight, like wisps of golden sand, passes through layers of branches and leaves and falls on the grass. There are countless kinds of wild flowers in full bloom on the grass, emitting attractive fragrance from time to time. Birds in the forest are flying and singing happily, echoing with the murmur of running water in the breeze for a long time. How charming this charming scenery is!
4. Walking into the green symbol of nature-forest, a fresh air immediately came face to face, as if welcoming friends who met after a long separation. Smell the fragrance of turpentine in the fresh air carefully, and vaguely reveal the unique taste of the forest, which is a light and refreshing sweetness.
The trees seem to have just been bathed in the sun, washing away the dust, troubles and all the injuries in the past. Trees are like well-dressed soldiers, standing neatly on both sides of the road, extending to the edge of the forest. Birds are happily shuttling through this green ocean, chirping and flying far away without tiredness.
6. Walking along the forest path, wormwood, which is taller than one person, is lush, dotted with various flowers, smiling in the wind, and the red strawberry agate is eye-catching. Take it off and eat it in your mouth. Sweet and sour. A golden pheasant flew out of the grass, and a large area of Pinus tabulaeformis forest was splashed with green dye, which was green in the sun. In the face of Shan Ye and Lin Mang, you can shout at top of your voice, or sing a Shaanxi opera.
7. In the dense forest, the sky was cut into a wisp of blue satin by the branches of tall trees, and mottled light spots were scattered and flashed with the leaves. The trees are silent and stand like philosophers. The branches of the tree were chapped with black skin and covered with Tess; Tilia amurensis is a little more handsome and her skin is much smoother. Wild poplar propped up its stalwart body with different branches; The most striking thing is the birch tree, elegant and natural, like a white-collar man, with its cracked white bark fluttering in the wind. ...
5. Poems describing the quiet forest. Who is idle osmanthus? The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Author: Wang Wei, Bird Watching Creek. Origin: The background of Wang Wei's writing Bird's Sound Stream is the prosperous society of stability and unity in the Tang Dynasty. This poem is the first of the ancient poem "Five Miscellaneous Topics of Huangfuyue Yunxi" written by Wang Wei's good friend Huangfuyue. Write a landscape in each of the five poems, which is close to landscape sketch, but different from ordinary freehand brushwork, you may be a landscape. Bird Watching Creek focuses on the quiet beauty of spring mountain at night. In Wang Wei's poems, we can not only see the charming environment of spring mountain dotted with bright moon, fallen flowers and birds singing, but also feel the peaceful and stable social atmosphere in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Expressed the author's love for spring scenery in the mountains.
6. What poems describe "quiet mountains"? 1. At the end of the fireworks, find a pure land, watch the prosperity fall, listen to the birds, and lean on your ears. Quiet mountain forests, open up one side of the water and soil, enjoy one side of the sky, smell one side of Lin Qing, and let him die. Find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden house, pave a bluestone path, and feel at ease with you in the morning bell and dusk drum.
2, quiet mountain forest, open one side of the water and soil, enjoy one side of the sky, smell a clean forest breath, accompany you to see the flowers bloom and fall.
At this time, the spring is bright, the spring breeze is blowing, everything is comfortable, and birds are singing in it. This is a great spring breeze. At this time, when you are in the mountains, find a quiet place, take a pot of good wine and drink it, and worship the sky and the beautiful world with wine.
Time changes with the rising sun and rain and dew. I am wandering in this long journey, trying to find the flavor. In midsummer, there are beautiful things, some are picked up and some are forgotten. Finally, they all touched every ray of light in this generation's summer. Deep blue shines in the moonlight, and the quiet mountain forest is cold in the bath. I don't know where I am or whether the world is right or wrong.
The moonlight is faint, and a deep and shallow dark green is outlined in the dense forest. The air is so silent that even the sound of insects can't be heard. Only the occasional wind passing over the grass tips cuts out subtle sounds in the forest. If there is no sound, the whole mountain forest will be deeper. It was so quiet that no one passed by.
6. I want to go for a walk in the forest alone, where it is very quiet and I can piece together my feelings. I want to be there, forget you, practice alone and sleep without you.
7. You said you like quiet, and I gave up the noisy life for you; You said that you like to be alone, and I will accompany you to live in seclusion in the mountains; You said you wanted a bright star, sorry! It's too high for me to reach!
8. Many years later, if I go to Siguniang Mountain, it will not be quiet in the forest, but just a hole in the cliff. After many years, if I go wandering, it is not for the beauty of mountains and rivers, but for you along the way.
9. Deep mountains and dense forests, the tree-lined mountain roads on both sides are covered with thick pine needles. In the afternoon, the sun emits a pungent smell of turpentine, and birds occasionally make clear calls like shadows.
10, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, with clear water and green mountains. People who cross the gorge are not born. Look at the size of heaven and earth and the complexity of trees. I can't stand it. A bird sings. Talking about the sky and talking about the land, I don't know who my confidant is.
7. The beautiful sentence about the forest is not the kind of early morning mountain forest that simply describes the scenery. Some faint fog has not dispersed, and it looks like a fairy dancing gauze from a distance.
Soft sunshine is sprinkled on the mountains, and the lush leaves will have a deep and shallow green color. Grassy hillside, clumps of unknown wildflowers, bathed in sunshine, opened a smiling face, and the dew on the petals shone with colorful light in the morning light.
Birds are chirping happily in the branches, as if singing, and as if holding a debate, so the quiet mountain forest is full of vitality. The sunshine of the vast class in Linhai testifies that the nature is deduced here, and the quaint customs of Songtao are accompanied by the years of service in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Green trees are full of jade-like birds singing and walking into the uneven light and shadow. Every fresh idea is like a colorful peacock feather and mood. Qi Fei slowly leafed through the magnificent eyebrows in the twilight. In the sky full of Ruiqi, even an inch of sunshine can make every pore release laughter and mood. Are you in Qi Fei? Bloody autumn, can not help but go deep into the crystal heart. It's an on-demand music in a clear sky. It is a flaming freehand brushwork on the youth map. This is a true story that penetrates the heart. The essence of diamonds conveys your infinite hope for tomorrow, and all the lights and rainbows will gradually be forgotten by people. Please note that at this moment, the gap between the poet's situation and life must insert a progressive poem-you are over 20 years old. The Mourning of the Moon-the smoky past I have read-the connotation of the poem is waiting for you to upgrade. When I look back, I have found that the trees have been elongated and the persistent green has been hypnotized. The sky is full of clouds, and the silk thread that dreams for no reason deeply penetrates the eyes that have not slept for a long time. When writing this song, my flashing eyes reflected my depressed sadness. I found that in the silent fog, the scenery was not clear. Only the dew on the nearby branches and leaves is falling, and the hazy silhouette left in the distance is intertwined with chaos. The sky I looked up at seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. The morning light was dim and everything was silent, as if time had stood still.
I don't know where birds suddenly came from. This clear cry of surprise woke up the world, and the forest suddenly became noisy, and birds from all directions joined in the singing and harmony. Quiet Big Forest (Chapter 7 of Prose Poems) Wen/Song Renxian Everything is calm in a forest night. Bursts of pines, melodious birds singing, gurgling streams under deep valleys, only the night wind stirs my dream clothes.
When I walk out of the wooden house in the silent night, there is always a refreshing smell. The dim starlight, dark distant mountains and dark trees always remind me of infinite reverie.
Rhododendron, do you bloom in the dark? Aesculus chinensis, Ficus altissima, Ligustrum lucidum, Acer truncatum, beech and tallow, as well as wild bananas, wild pineapples, wild lychees, wild bees, butterflies, mountain dragonflies and cicadas, are you also dreaming little dreams? I thought I heard a rustle. Does everything grow quietly in this silent night? Tomorrow morning, let's raise our dandelion umbrella and walk to the top of the high mountain. Let's greet you cordially. Hello, Big Forest! On the second cold night, let the bonfire warm the cabin bonfire. You kind friend, you red-faced man, you flashed the words of Mars, which made my hut red and warmed my cold night. Friends, let's talk in silence tonight. The cold wind and oblique rain outside will be farther and farther away from us.
Let's sip the wine brewed by this wild fruit and let the fragrance of this wine slowly enter the soul. When our words are getting lighter and lighter, when Lin Tao from afar is no longer vague, let us walk through the charming red maple forest in our dreams.
Who came here through the dense Woods and weeds in the depths of the three mountains? Before me, wild grapes grew in rocks, and you were baptized by the mountain wind for many years. For many years, you have been cared for by the sunshine here. Hold on to the cliff, your rough hands show me vibrant blood vessels! Your indomitable progress, regardless of any difficulties and obstacles, reminds me of the first person who entered the mountain.
Grape, before the sun goes down, please give me strength to jump to the opposite mountain peak and follow your winding path to find the acacia forest in my dream. Four egrets fly over the lake in the mountains. You see, the lake in the depths of this mountain is flowing in the green, like a fog and a dream.
Egret, the holy fairy in your forest, caresses the warm lake and cleans the beautiful body bit by bit. I smell the scent of Toona sinensis buds.
Egret, egret, I see an arc across the water. It's you, flying to the stormy Chinese fir forest, the swaying poplar forest, the smoky sapium forest, the colorful clouds, and the distant distance. In the foggy morning, every tree was covered with a hazy veil, and I remembered the beautiful fairy in the film and television, singing and dancing lightly and dancing with long sleeves.
By this time, I had climbed halfway up the mountain. A red squirrel in the Woods took a look at me and fled into the cave. I sat where it sat.
It's midnight. Let me take a nap against this old pine tree first. Friend, if I fall asleep, please pull my skirt, please wake me up, I want to bypass this mountain before the moon hangs in the sky.
Six orioles, please stop in my wooden house. Let's watch the morning sun shine in the blue waves. Let's listen to the long wind in the valley and come from the distant forest. Let's forge a deep friendship with forest fog, mountain springs, stones, sunshine and every tree. Oriole, please stop at my cabin. You are the dream keeper, and I am dreaming.
Let me make a wild fruit. I didn't know the fragrance of the big forest until I entered it. Walking into the big forest, you seem to have walked into a mature wild orchard.
Your sad laughter, your sweet singing and your black beginning are all fragrant. White mushroom, you shy forest girl, don't cover your eyes with a small umbrella.
Golden persimmon, you healthy young man, are you blowing leaves to express endless affection to your sweetheart? Mango, your footprints are all over the mountain, just like teenagers in mountain villages.
Mountain pepper, your rich fragrance reminds me of the pungent mountain village sister-in-law. Carya illinoensis, you are a vigorous elder in the forest.
Hello, intoxicating forest, endless green waves are my endless imagination, just.
8. A beautiful sentence describing the forest 1. 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.
2. Ginkgo biloba is a woody plant, which 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.
It's time to turn on the light. The two towers outside the door are like two giant hens with black wings of charity, as if to cover five or six families below.
There is a tall pine tree, lonely as a forgotten sentry, sticking out its melancholy head, its crooked branches and fan-shaped leaves, all of which are blown dry and cracked by the aging northwest wind.
9. A beautiful sentence describing the forest ★ That thriving old banyan tree, with a fluffy beard, is like several old people in a dragon bell, lazily huddled together for a nap.
★ The air roots of this big banyan tree hang down from the trunk more than 20 feet high and plunge into the ground. 30 to 50 pieces vary in thickness, making a huge harp. ★ The roots of the ancient banyan tree are like dragons, and the skin is like cracked rocks, like a centenarian, stroking its long beard.
★ There is an ancient pagoda tree in the yard, with many knots and bumps, just like a bony old man. ★ An old locust tree in the corner of the yard did not move, and the messy dead branches seemed to throw a fishing net into the sky.
★ The spring wind blows gently, and the drizzle moistens quietly. The brown buds on the elm tree turned into soft yellow-green round coins. ★ The trunk of the old elm is thick, and the bark splits together, like a large fish scale.
★ This old elm tree, in this endless sand sea, is like a kind old man, holding a huge green umbrella high, sheltering pedestrians from the wind and rain and the sun. ★ 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 "Wild geese fly with love" ★ The birch forest is like a group of slim girls dressed in white.
★ The birch forest in front is like a group of cranes standing on one leg. ★ Little birch trees outside the window stand in the moonlight like water, swaying gently with green leaves like coquetry, longing for the moisture of night dew.
★ Birch trees rustle, and one leaf after another falls to the ground like her tears. ★ The breeze swept, the bamboo forest swayed gently, and a rhythmic bell sounded, just like that wonderful music.
★ The bamboos all over the mountain are swaying in the wind, making beautiful sounds, like who blew the huge bamboo flute and played deep music.
10. Walking into the forest 1, approaching the big forest, there is an endless forest in front of me, which is lush and dense, blocking my sight. Into the forest, towering trees appear one after another, and the lakeside path is charming and moving with three steps, one peach, five steps and one willow. What is particularly surprising is that at the beginning of spring, it is a weeping willow that has been dancing. The slender and soft wicker is blown by the wind, spitting out green beads, swaying shadows and lingering smoke. The forest is full of flowers, including red peach blossoms, white pear blossoms, purple orchids and pink roses ... in different colors.
On the way back, the sun has risen above your head, and the shade of leaves is reflected on the ground, which is strange and dark. Sunlight came in through the cracks in the leaves and painted countless bright spots on the ground. ...
From a distance, the big green forest is connected into an ocean. Trees grow luxuriantly, emitting comfortable coolness. Sunlight, like wisps of golden sand, passes through layers of branches and leaves and falls on the grass. There are countless kinds of wild flowers in full bloom on the grass, emitting attractive fragrance from time to time. Birds in the forest are flying and singing happily, echoing with the murmur of running water in the breeze for a long time. How charming this charming scenery is!
4. Walking into the green symbol of nature-forest, a fresh air immediately came face to face, as if welcoming friends who met after a long separation. Smell the fragrance of turpentine in the fresh air carefully, and vaguely reveal the unique taste of the forest, which is a faint refreshing sweetness.
Forests have many great functions and help to human beings. With forests, the ground is not afraid of wind and rain, and soil erosion is not easy. When the strong wind meets the shelterbelt, it is greatly weakened; When the rainstorm hits the forest, its intensity will be greatly reduced. Rainwater flows from branches to the land, is blocked by the thick roots of trees, and then blends into groundwater to nourish trees and nearby crops. Forests are also absorbers of carbon dioxide and producers of oxygen. Forests can also keep dust in the air, eliminate smoke ... and make the air fresh. In addition, the forest has the function of eliminating noise and sound insulation. Forests can also treat people. Forest treatment relies on the "vitality elements" emitted by forests and the unique beauty of forests.
6. Walking along the forest path, wormwood, which is taller than one person, is lush, dotted with various flowers, smiling in the wind, and the red strawberry agate is eye-catching. Take it off and eat it in your mouth. Sweet and sour. A golden pheasant flew out of the grass, and a large area of Pinus tabulaeformis forest was splashed with green dye, which was green in the sun. In the face of Shan Ye and Lin Mang, you can shout at top of your voice, or sing a Shaanxi opera.
7. In the dense forest, the sky was cut into a wisp of blue satin by the branches of tall trees, and mottled light spots were scattered and flashed with the leaves. The trees are silent and stand like philosophers. The branches of the tree were chapped with black skin and covered with Tess; Tilia amurensis is a little more handsome and her skin is much smoother. Wild poplar propped up its stalwart body with different branches; The most striking thing is the birch tree, elegant and natural, like a white-collar man, with its cracked white bark fluttering in the wind. ...
8. Small dewdrops face the breeze and roll and jump between the young leaves on the petals of flowers. Young leaves covered with dew are singing rustling songs. Look, both the white rabbit and the deer are out looking for food! They had a good time playing hide-and-seek and running on the grass. Birds in the sky are chirping and singing. The clear stream lies quietly in the embrace of the earth, like a transparent south thick seed. Flocks of fish swim freely in the water. Only the big tree stood there motionless like a soldier, guarding the land. They are next to me and I am next to you, standing by the stream, on the hillside and on the cliff. The breeze blew, and they looked like green waves from a distance. Close your eyes and listen quietly, and you can't tell whether it's the sound of the waves or the sound coming from the forest. When the sun smiles slowly from the east, the whole forest looks like a golden quilt, which is very beautiful.