Liao River Poetry (a sentence describing the four seasons in Liao River)

1. Sentences describing the four seasons in Liaohe River

Maybe you will like the beautiful West Lake, maybe you will like the blue sea, and I like the Liaohe River in my hometown.

Liaohe River is located in the north of my hometown. She provides food for the villagers in the village. People feed their seedlings with her water, and rivers are their mothers.

When spring comes, the ice in the river melts and becomes water.

Accompanied by birds and flowers, I bloom in the arms of spring. The warm sunshine sprinkled golden light, a breeze blew, and the river rippled. Rows of spring messengers-willows, in its long "fine hair", have one after another "emeralds"

In summer, people can't resist the coolness of the river, so they come to swim in the river one after another, some take a walk by the river, and some go fishing. . The silent river is no longer indifferent and becomes lively.

Teacher Qiu came, dyed the maple leaves on the river red, and the willow leaves fell, which really felt like autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. The golden leaves of buttonwood disappeared along the flowing river. . This river is like a dancing golden dragon.

The cold wind sent away autumn and ushered in winter. The river is frozen, crystal clear, like a crystal, and the sun shines like a fish scale. At this time, a group of naughty children came skating.

At night, the moonlight shines on the river and in my heart that I love my hometown, my hometown environment and Liaohe River.

2. Sentences describing the four seasons in Liaohe River

Maybe you will like the beautiful West Lake, maybe you will like the blue sea, and I like the Liaohe River in my hometown.

Liaohe River is located in the north of my hometown. She provides food for the villagers in the village. People feed their seedlings with her water, and rivers are their mothers.

When spring comes, the ice in the river melts and becomes water.

Accompanied by birds and flowers, I bloom in the embrace of spring. The warm sunshine sprinkled golden light, a breeze blew, and the river rippled. Rows of spring messengers-willows, in its long "fine hair", have one after another "emeralds"

In summer, people can't resist the coolness of the river, so they come to swim in the river one after another, some take a walk by the river, and some go fishing. . The silent river is no longer indifferent and becomes lively.

Teacher Qiu came, dyed the maple leaves on the river red, and the willow leaves fell, which really felt like autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. The golden leaves of buttonwood disappeared along the flowing river. . This river is like a dancing golden dragon.

The cold wind sent away autumn and ushered in winter. The river is frozen, crystal clear, like a crystal, and the sun shines like a fish scale. At this time, a group of naughty children came skating.

At night, the moonlight shines on the river and in my heart that I love my hometown, my hometown environment and Liaohe River.

3. Praise the poem Qin Yuan Chun Liaohe Oilfield Wen/Yi Weng Xian Mang is red and yellow, and the scenery starts from Baili Oilfield.

Look at the rolling traffic, the dragon will break dawn; Flags are everywhere, and the phoenix dances in the distant sky. Pipeline workshop, oil cluster derrick, broad and flat exhibition stationery.

Looking back, the beautiful city wall is like flowers and embroidery for forty years. He rode a horse without a saddle.

There are 100,000 heroes who cut through thorns; Power and prestige, change the bucket and move the mountain. Mulberries float in the sea, geese break in the clouds, and you dare to believe in the jade plate.

Work hard, go to South Africa, go to North America and write a new chapter! Love in Liaohe Oilfield —— In commemoration of the 40th anniversary of the establishment of the No.673 factory in Liaohe Oilfield, I will come if you come. You are from Hubei, mainland China, and I am an enthusiastic child from all directions outside Yumenguan. You are rooted in the battle of "Southern Wilderness". Clouds on the Liaohe River hold up colorful oil fields, and the dream of oil is dedicated to a new era. I became attached to this magical land and met under the oil tree. When I think back on my efforts, my parents don't expect their youth. Whether at the ends of the earth or close at hand, my villagers always look forward to a bright future. I want to tell you that I love you from the bottom of my heart. I come from Sichuan Basin, and I come from all directions outside the Great Wall of Xinjiang. I am rooted in the "Battle of Na Man". Thousands of wells in Xinglong Station converge into the blood of oil. Thousands of songs sing about the wonderful Liaohe Oilfield. I belong to this magical land and my heart is full of pride. When I look back on my hard work, my father. My mother's youth is not looking forward to a bright future. My parents always look forward to it for a long time. I want to say a deep love to you, no matter whether it is the ends of the earth or close at hand.

4. Poems about rivers describe rivers.

1, Wan Li sand of the Yellow River with nine twists and turns, waves and winds blow from the horizon. -Liu Yuxi Tang's "Langtaosha"

2. Looking at the blue sky, I saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

3. The Yangtze River is the head of the Yangtze River, raising flowers to kill the Dutou people.

4. If you want to know the future and think about the present, the Hanshui River flows eastward.

5, the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river enters the river. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

6. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. -Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain

7. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai, "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling"

8. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.

9. If fame and fortune persist, Hanshui River should also flow to the northwest.

10, the stars leaned down from the open space, and the moon came running towards the river. -Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"