1. Beautiful sentences describing the forest
1. I walked in the forest, with mist lingering and white gauze floating softly in the air. The trees stood quietly under the blue sky, opening their arms to welcome the sunshine. The sunlight is like strands of golden sand, shining through the overlapping branches and leaves, and scattered on the grass. The grass shimmered with crystal dew, exuding the fragrance of grass, flowers and moist earth. Countless small flowers of all kinds are competing to drill out of the soil, white, red, and yellow, shining like stars, making the earth in the forest shine with colorful vitality. In the fragrant jungle, I sucked in the fragrance of flowers and plants, enjoyed the sunshine, and was intoxicated in this intoxicating dream.
2. I walked in the forest, the birds were singing, the flowers were fragrant, and the many natural wonders made me completely intoxicated. The large forest is picturesque and a huge natural treasure house. We should love it and protect it.
3. Small dewdrops are rolling and jumping on the petals and leaves in the breeze. The young leaves full of dew sang a rustling song. Look, the little white rabbit and the deer are all out looking for food! They were having a great time playing hide-and-seek and racing in the grass. The birds in the sky were chirping and singing. The clear stream lay quietly in the embrace of the earth, like a transparent Nanchozi, and there were schools of fish. Swimming freely in the water, only the big trees stand motionless like soldiers, guarding the land. They stand next to me, and I stand next to you, standing by the creek, on the hillside, on the edge of the cliff. When the breeze blows, from a distance, they look like green waves one after another. Close your eyes and listen quietly, I couldn't tell whether it was the sound of the waves or the sound of the forest. When the sun slowly showed its smiling face from the east, the whole forest seemed to be covered with a golden quilt, which was extremely beautiful. 2. What are the poems describing the forest?
1. The mountain wind blows through the forest, rustling as if there are people.
"Twilight Autumn Mountain Tour" Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen
A tired horse lies on the Changban, and the sun sets over the river. The mountain breeze blows through the empty forest, rustling as if there are people.
Cangminji has cool rain, and there is no flying dust on the stone road. Thousands of thoughts gather at the twilight festival, and thousands of people feel sad.
The wormwood sounded last night, and the grasses have faded. As a traveler, it is naturally a lot of hardship.
Definition:
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blows into the empty woods, and the leaves rustle, as if someone has entered the forest. Cold rain fell from the vast sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone road.
Thousands of thoughts appeared in my mind in this evening, and the voices of all things screamed in the bleak morning. The wormwood was still chirping last night, but the grass has begun to wither. What's more, as a foreigner traveling far away, I will naturally have a lot of hardships.
2. The plain forest is woven with smoke in the desert, and the cold mountains are sad and green.
"The Bodhisattva Barbarian: The plain forest and desert smoke are like weaving" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The plain forest and desert smoke are like weaving, and the Hanshan area is sad and green. It's dark when you enter a high-rise building, and there are people upstairs who are worried.
The jade steps stand in the air, and the birds return home in a hurry. Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is connected with the short pavilion. (Lian Duo Pavilion, one work: Geng Duo Pavilion)
Interpretation:
The dusk smoke above the stretching woods in the distance is shrouded in mist, and it is still a sad green color. The night filled the tall boudoir, and someone was worrying alone upstairs. On the jade steps, I stand waiting in vain. The bird returning to its nest flies, urged by its returning heart. Where is my return journey? I only saw long pavilions connected to short pavilions on the road.
3. The maple forest is red and the late smoke is blue, and the guests are full of gulls.
"Youth Tour·The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening" Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie
The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening, and the guests are full of thoughts. In the past twenty years, no one has grown bamboo, but they still borrow the name bamboo.
The spring breeze has not yet passed, but the autumn breeze has arrived, and everything is light with age. Just spend your whole life chanting and chanting leisurely, and compose it into a song.
Definition:
The maple forest is red, the smoke is green in the evening, and every day I face the gulls that live in the water town of Tingzhou, and the place is full of the melancholy of exile and wandering. I love bamboo by nature. I have been homeless and had no land to grow bamboo for 20 years, so I borrowed bamboo as my name. The spring breeze has not yet blown away, but the autumn wind has arrived. As I get older, I despise all earthly connections. I just chant my life's experiences on the idle water and compose them into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.
4. Smoke spreads across the forest, mountains sink and shine in the distance, and bells and drums ring in the dusk.
"Tianxiang·Smoke spreads across the forest" Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Smoke spreads across the forest, the mountains sink and shine in the distance, and the bells and drums meander at dusk. Candles are reflected on the curtains, crickets are urging the machine, and the bitter autumn wind and dew are blowing. Sleepless and longing for his wife, they all responded and sounded the anvil and pestle several times. Alarming the tired officials from the end of the world, the old age is going to twilight.
Back then, I was a drunkard and conceited, so I called Dongjun and paid him with spring. Wandering on the North Road, visiting Qiang Nanpu, I felt resentful that no one would talk to me. Lai Mingyue, I once knew the old travel place. Good company comes in the clouds, and dreams will go away.
Definition:
The smoke enveloped the woods, the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the sound of bells and drums at dusk came intermittently. The candlelight illuminated the windows and crickets were buzzing, and everyone resented the autumn wind and dew. Those poor yearning women who couldn't sleep were sending the sound of anvils and pestles amidst the sound of wind and insects. This sound startled the tired travelers who were wandering around the world, only to realize that it was the end of the year again.
I remember that I used to be a drunkard and conceited, thinking that the God of Spring had given me the beauty of spring. Unexpectedly, I wandered around the North Road all year round, and sometimes left Nanpu on a levy boat. I had no one to talk to about my deep thoughts. I rely on Mingyue to know where Youye went in the past, and brought her to me and then to her.
5. The endless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in.
"Climbing High" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky whistle in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.
Interpretation:
The cries of apes and monkeys look very sad when the wind blows and the sky is high. There are birds circling on the riverbank with clear water and white sand. The endless trees are rustling with fallen leaves, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. I feel sad about the autumn scenery, wandering thousands of miles and being a guest all year round. I have been plagued by illnesses throughout my life and now I am alone on the high platform. After going through hardships and bitterness, my hair has grown white on my temples, and my heart is full of decadence and I have stopped drinking wine to drink my sorrow. 3. Who has poems and beautiful prose about describing mountain scenery
1. A trip to the mountains in late autumn
Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen
A tired horse lies on Changban, under the setting sun Tongjin.
The mountain breeze blew through the empty forest, rustling as if there were people.
Cangminji has cool rain, and there is no flying dust on the stone road.
Thousands of thoughts gather in the twilight festival, and thousands of people feel sad.
The wormwood sounded last night, and the grasses have faded.
As a traveler, it is naturally a lot of hardship.
Translation
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had already set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blows into the empty woods, and the leaves rustle, as if someone has entered the forest. Cold rain fell from the vast sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone road.
Thousands of thoughts appeared in my mind in this evening, and the voices of all things screamed in the bleak morning. The wormwood was still chirping last night, but the grass has begun to wither. What's more, as a foreigner traveling far away, I will naturally have a lot of hardships.
2. Sudong Xiaogong
Song Dynasty: Lin Bu
Autumn mountains are inexhaustible, and autumn thoughts are also boundless.
The red leaves flow in the blue stream, and the green forest is dotted with white clouds.
A bird falls under the cool shade, and the falling crystals are scattered among the cicadas.
Who can smell the banana rain on your pillow this night?
Translation
Dadi Mountain in autumn is so beautiful that it is difficult for me to visit them all; Dadi Mountain in autumn arouses my endless reverie, and it is even more difficult for me to write about them one by one. Look, the green mountain streams and rushing springs have brought pieces of red leaves; over the green woods, white clouds are lingering and floating.
A bird flew from nowhere and fluttered into the shade of the tree; as the sun set, cicadas all over the mountain kept singing.
I think, on this wonderful night, the sound of rain hitting the banana trees is so sweet. Who will listen carefully and think about it on the pillow with me?
3. Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wu Jun
Smoke comes from the mountains, and the setting sun is glimpsed in the bamboos.
Birds fly to the eaves, and clouds come out of the window.
Translation
The place where the mountain meets the sky is filled with clouds and smoke, and the sunset is shining through the gaps in the bamboo forest. Birds flew happily to the eaves, and white clouds floated gently from the window.
4. Mountain Walk
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. (Part 1 of "Depth": The Place of Life)
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.
Translation
Along the winding path up the mountain, deep in the white clouds, there are still people. I stopped the car because I loved the evening view of the maple forest in late autumn. The maple leaves have been stained by autumn frost and are more beautiful than the spring flowers in February.
5. Wangyue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus.
From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
Translation
How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, with mountains to the south and north separating morning and dusk. Layers of white clouds wash away the ravines in the chest; the returning birds fly into the eye sockets to enjoy the scenery. You must climb to the top of Mount Tai to overlook the mountains and feel full of pride. 4. Beautiful sentences describing the forest scenery
Answer: Beautiful sentences describing the forest scenery
1. Approaching the big forest, you can see the endless forest sea in front of you, lush and dense, blocking the way. My sight. Walking into the forest, towering trees appear one after another. There is a peach every three steps and a willow every five steps on both sides of the lakeside path, which is really charming. What is particularly impressive is the graceful weeping willows that are already dancing gracefully at the beginning of spring. The slender and soft wicker was blown by the wind, spitting out green beads, the shadows of the trees were whirling, and the green smoke was green. The forest is full of flowers, red peach blossoms, white pear blossoms, purple orchids, pink roses... in different colors.
2. On the way back, the sun has risen above the head, and the green shadows of the leaves are reflected on the ground, which is all kinds of strange and dark. The sunlight penetrates through the gaps between the leaves, drawing countless dazzling bright spots on the ground...
3. Looking from a distance, the big green forest is like an ocean, connected together. The trees grow lush and green, exuding a refreshing coolness. The sunlight is like strands of golden sand, passing through the layers of branches and leaves and falling on the grass. There are countless wild flowers blooming on the grassland, emitting attractive fragrance from time to time. The birds in the forest were flying and chirping happily, and the sound of gurgling water echoed in the breeze for a long time. How intoxicating is this charming scenery!
4. When you walk into the forest, the green symbol of nature, a breath of fresh air immediately hits you, as if they are welcoming friends reunited after a long separation. Smell carefully the fresh air exuding the fragrance of rosin, and vaguely revealing the unique smell of the forest, which is a light and refreshing sweetness.
5. The trees look as if they have just been bathed in the sunshine, washing away the dust, troubles, and all the damage of the past. The trees are like neatly dressed warriors, standing neatly on both sides of the road, extending to the edge of the forest. Birds happily shuttle through this green ocean, chirping, and fly to the destination without any fatigue. distance.
6. Walking through the forest path, wormwood as tall as a person is lushly green, dotted with various flowers, smiling in the wind, and the bright red strawberries are as tempting as agate. Pick a handful and take a bite, which makes your mouth feel sweet and sour. A red golden pheasant flew up from the grass, and a large pine forest seemed to be splashed with green dye, glowing green in the sun. Facing the vast mountains and forests, you can shout wildly at the top of your lungs, or sing a piece of Qin opera.
7. When you reach the dense forest, the sky is cut into strands of blue satin by the branches of tall trees. The mottled light spots are scattered, blinking mysteriously with the movement of the leaves. eyes. The trees were silent and stood like philosophers. The branches of the big tree have cracked black skin and are covered with moss; the linden tree looks more handsome and has a much smoother skin; the wild poplar supports its majestic body with different branches; the most eye-catching one is It's time to count the birch trees, elegant and unrestrained, like white-collar men, with cracked white paper-like bark fluttering in the wind... 5. What are the poems that describe the quietness of the forest
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet. Spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream.
Author: "Birdsong Stream" Wang Wei. Source: The background of Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" was the stable and unified society of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. This poem is the first of "Five Miscellaneous Poems on Yunxi by Huangfu Yue" written by Wang Wei about the Yunxi Villa where his friend Huangfu Yue lived. Each of the five poems describes a scenery, which is close to landscape sketching, but different from ordinary freehand paintings, you may be a scenic spot. "Birdsong Stream" focuses on expressing the tranquility and beauty of spring mountains at night. In Wang Wei's poem, you can not only see the charming environment of the spring mountain decorated with the bright moon, falling flowers and birdsong, but also feel the peaceful and stable social atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. It expresses the author's love for the spring scenery in the mountains. 6. What are the poems that describe "the tranquility of mountains and forests"
1. At the end of the fireworks, find a pure land, watch the prosperity fall, listen to the chirping of birds, and be close to your ears and temples. In the secluded mountain forest, open a piece of water and soil, admire the sky, smell the purity of the forest, and let time fly by. At the end of the bustling place, find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden hut, pave a bluestone path, and be at peace with you in the morning and evening.
2. In the quiet mountain forest, you can open a piece of water and soil, admire the sky, smell the purity of the forest, and watch the flowers bloom and fall with you, and the time will pass
3. At this time, the spring scenery is bright and the spring breeze It blows on the face, everything is comfortable, and birds are singing in it. It is a wonderful spring breeze. At this time, you should find a clean and quiet place in the mountains and forests, bring a pot of good wine, drink freely on the ground, and worship the sky and this beautiful world with wine.
4. Time follows the rising sun, and the rain and dew change from time to time. I walk on this long journey, trying my best to find the taste of it. Some of the beauty that is overflowing in midsummer has been lost. Starting from the beginning, some were forgotten, but in the end they all moved this generation. Every ray of light in summer, the deep blue shines darkly under the moonlight, and the quiet mountains and forests reveal a subtle coldness in the bath. I actually I don’t know where I am, and I don’t understand the twists and turns of this world.
5. The moonlight was pale, and the dense forest was outlined with a deep and shallow dark green. It was silent all around, not even the chirping of insects was heard, only the occasional wind passing by the grass tips, in the forest The sound of the cutting was subtle and vague, making the entire mountain forest a bit darker. So quiet, no one passes by.
6. I want to go for a walk in the mountains and forests alone. It is quiet and quiet, and I can put my mood together. I want to forget you there, practice being alone, and sleep peacefully without you.
7. You said you like silence, and I gave up the noisy life for you; you said you like silence, and I accompanied you to retreat into the mountains and forests; you said you wanted a bright star, I'm sorry! It's so high, I can't reach it!
8. Many years later, if I go to Siguniang Mountain, I will not find the tranquility in the forest, but only the cave on the cliff. Many years later, if I go wandering, it will not be for the beauty of the mountains and rivers, but just for the sake of you.
9. In the deep alpine forest, the mountain paths lined with trees are covered with thick pine needles.
The afternoon sun evaporates the pungent smell of rosin, and the sound of birds occasionally sounds crisp, like a shadow.
10. On this day, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, the water is green and the mountains are green. When people pass through the gorge, the sense of tranquility has not yet arisen. Watching quietly, the vastness of the world and the luxuriance of the trees cannot accommodate even a single bird's cry. The world is turbulent and the universe is turbulent, but I don’t know who my confidant is. 7. The beautiful sentences about the forest are not the kind that simply describe the scenery
In the early morning forest, some light mist has not yet dispersed. From a distance, it looks like a fairy dancing. Gauze.
The soft sunshine shines on the mountain forest, and the lush leaves have deep and light green. The hillside is full of grass, and clusters of unknown wild flowers are bathed in the sunshine and blooming with smiles. The dew on the petals flashes with colorful light in the morning light.
The birds chirped happily on the branches, as if they were singing or holding a debate, so the quiet forest became full of vitality. The vast forests and dappled sunshine testify that the natural nature and simple style are interpreted here, and the pines and waves accompany the years. The spring, summer, autumn and winter are freely managed, and the branches are blooming under the green shade. The emerald-like birdsong is in full bloom. Into the jagged light and shadow, every fresh thought They are all like a colorful peacock feather, flying together with the mood. Slowly flip through the magnificent eyebrow tattoos in the morning and dusk. Even just an inch of sunshine can make every pore release a full of laughter. In the sky shrouded in auspiciousness, is it you who flies with the mood? Full of flesh and blood. Autumn can't help but penetrate deep into the crystal clear heart. Thousands of rosy clouds are flying. It is a piece of music played on demand in the clear sky. It is the fiery red freehand on the map of youth. It is a true story that penetrates the soul. The inner essence of diamonds conveys your hope for tomorrow. Infinite hope and all the lights and neon lights will be gradually forgotten by people. Please pay attention to the gap between the poet's posture and life at this moment. You must insert a line of poem in progress----You have passed through the ruins of time----- -Understand the past of Ruyan----The connotation of poetry is waiting for you to upgrade. When I look back, I already find the trees stretching, the lingering green, my heart is hypnotized, the sky is overflowing with clouds, the bustling end. Threads that enter dreams for no reason penetrate deeply into eyes that have not slept for a long time. Lulu is like the shadow of dusk. A wild wind blows. Only when I hold the dream in my arms can I recall the anger that I vented. When I write this song, the flashing eyes burst into The low sadness that entered my thoughts was detected by me and pointed to the scene in the thick fog. The scene was not clear yet. Only the dewdrops on the branches and leaves nearby could be seen, and in the distance there were only hazy silhouettes, which were chaotic and intertwined. Together, the sky you look up at seems to be covered with a layer of gauze. The morning light is dim and everything is silent, as if time has stood still here.
Birdsong suddenly came from nowhere. This clear cry woke up the world. The forest suddenly became noisy, and birds from all directions joined in the singing. The peaceful forest (Chapter 7 of Prose Poetry) by Song Xianren Everything is calm at night in the forest, the bursts of pine waves, the sweet singing of birds, the gurgling stream under the deep valley, only the night wind sometimes stirs up my dream clothes .
A wooden house in the quiet night, when I walk out the door, there is always a refreshing fragrance. The hazy starlight, the dark distant mountains, and the dark woods always arouse my endless reverie.
Mountain rhododendron, are you blooming in the dark night? Horse chestnuts, alpine figs, ligustrum, red maples, beech, tallow trees, as well as wild bananas, wild pineapples, wild lychees, as well as wild bees, butterflies, mountain dragonflies and cicadas, are you also dreaming of little dreams? ? I seemed to hear a slight noise. In this silent night, is everything growing quietly? Tomorrow morning, let us hold up the dandelion umbrella, walk to the top of the high mountain, and say hello, big forest! 2. On a cold night, let the bonfire warm the cabin. You, my kind friend, you such a man with a red face, your sparkling words make my cabin red and warm my cold night. Friends, let us talk silently tonight. The cold wind and rain outside will become farther and farther away from us.
Let us sip the mellow wine brewed from this wild fruit, and let the fragrance of this mellow wine slowly penetrate deeply into our souls.
When our words become softer and softer, when the Lin Tao coming from afar is no longer faint, let us walk through the charming red maple forest in our dreams.
Who among the grapes deep in the three mountains have come here through the dense trees and weeds? Before me, the wild grapes growing in the rocks, how many years have you been here to accept the fruits of the mountains? The baptism of the wind; for many years, you have been caressed by the sunshine here. Holding on to the cliff, your rough hands made me see blood vessels full of vitality! You are not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, and move forward indomitably. It reminds me of the first person who entered the mountains.
Mountain grape, before the sun goes down, please give me the strength to jump to the opposite peak and follow your winding path to find the acacia forest in my dream. 4. Egrets fly over the lakes in the mountains. Look, the lakes deep in the mountains are green and flowing, like mist and dreams.
Egret, you, the holy forest fairy, take the warm lake water and clean your beautiful body bit by bit. I smell the fragrance of toon buds.
Egret, egret, I saw an arc of light passing over the water. It was you, flying to the swaying fir forest, flying into the whirling maple forest, flying into the tallow forest like flowing fire, flying. Fly toward the colorful clouds and fly into the far distance. 5. In the foggy morning, every tree is covered with hazy gauze skirts. I think of the beautiful fairies in movies and TV shows, singing and dancing, with their long sleeves fluttering.
At this time, I had climbed halfway up the mountain. A red squirrel in the woods glanced at me and fled into the cave. I sat down where it had sat.
The sun is already high, let me take a nap against this old pine tree for a while. My friend, if I fall asleep, please tug at my lapels and wake me up. I have to go around this mountain before the moon reaches its peak.
Six oriole oriole, please stop at my wooden house, let us watch the morning light shining on the vast expanse of blue waves, let us listen to the wind in the valley, coming from the distant forest sea, let us and Forest fog, mountain springs, stones, sunshine and every tree form a deep friendship. Oriole, please stop at my hut. You will be the dream keeper and I will be the dreamer.
Seven Let me be a wild fruit. If you don’t walk into the big forest, you won’t know the fragrance of the big forest. Walking into the big forest, you feel like walking into a mature wild orchard.
Your forgetful laughter, your melodious singing, and your black hair are all fragrant. White and tender mushrooms, you shy forest girl, don’t cover your eyes with a small umbrella.
Golden persimmon, you healthy young man, are you blowing the leaves to express your endless love to your sweetheart? Shan Minguo, your footprints are all over the mountain, just like a boy in a mountain village.
Mountain pepper, your strong aroma reminds me of the pungent mountain village sister-in-law. Thin-shell pecan, you are the spirited elder in the forest.
Hello, the intoxicating big forest and endless green waves are my endless imagination, just. 8. Beautiful sentences describing the woods
1. The fig trees grew very lush. The light brown tree trunk has branches on the left and right, stretching upward, with green leaves growing on it. In the morning, the rising sun shines brilliantly, and the fig trees stretch their branches and leaves in the sunshine, as if they are doing morning exercises with me.
2. Ginkgo is a woody plant and they grow year after year. In each season, they have their own unique changes.
3. In the distance, peaks and valleys are connected, covered with green trees, like a sea with huge waves.
4. It’s time to turn on the lights. The two big locust trees outside the door are like two huge hens, spreading their benevolent black wings, as if they want to cover the five or six households below. It seems like getting up.
5. There is a tall pine tree, standing alone, like a forgotten sentry, stretching out its melancholy head and its winding branches and fan-shaped leaves on the branches, and the whole body is being urged to age. The northwest wind made it dry and cracked. 9. Beautiful sentences describing the forest
★The prosperous old banyan tree, with its thick beard hanging down, looks like a few old people lazily huddled together for a nap.
★The aerial roots of this big banyan tree hang down from the trunk more than two feet high and penetrate into the ground. The roots vary in thickness from thirty to fifty, and they become a huge harp. ★The roots of the ancient banyan tree are like dragons, and its skin is like cracked rock. It looks like a centenarian, stroking his long beard.
★There is an old locust tree in the small courtyard. It has many knots on its body and is bulging like a skinny old man. ★An old locust tree in the corner of the yard was motionless, its messy dead branches seeming to cast a fishing net into the sky.
★The spring breeze blows gently, the drizzle quietly moistens it, and the brown buds on the elm tree turn into soft yellow and green round coins. ★The trunk of the old elm tree is very thick, and the bark is cracked into pieces, like large fish scales.
★This old elm tree, in this boundless sea of ??sand, looks like a kind old man, holding a huge green umbrella high to protect passers-by from the rain and shade. ★The willow branches hang weakly, as if trying to burrow into the ground to escape the scorching sun.
★A few rows of declining willow trees hang like tangled hair, their branches stripped of leaves swaying in the cold wind. ★Goose-yellow buds have sprouted from the willow branches, each like a chick's beak.
★The drizzle is floating like fine dust, and the willows by the lake are like the hair of a newly bathed girl, dripping with crystal water drops. ★The willows on both sides of the dam, some like old people with white hair, and some like young girls with shawl-haired hair, form a corridor with beaded curtains for the long dam.
★A row of willow trees half-submerged in the water looks like a group of girls lifting up their skirts and standing in the moonlight washing their long hair. ★The slender and soft branches of the willows hang down loosely, like the long hair of a girl who has just washed her hair but not braided it.
★Rain and mist sprinkled on the willow leaves, rustling like a girl caressing the strings, and like spring silkworms devouring mulberry leaves. ★The willows on both sides of the river have changed from tender green to dark green, fluttering the new soft branches, which are reflected on the river surface, making the river water dyed green, as if an emerald river is running eastward.
★The criss-crossed scaly bark of the willow tree that has lost its green color is like the wrinkles on the face of a silent and old man. ★As you walk on the road, flying catkins often surround you left and right, sometimes touching your clothes or hitting your face, entangled endlessly.
This will remind people of the ancient poem "There is love even in the falling catkins and flying silk". ★The patches of birch trees look like groups of slender girls wearing white dresses.
★The birch forest in front looks like a group of cranes standing on one leg. ★The small white birch tree outside the window stands tall and graceful in the watery moonlight, swaying its green leaves coquettishly, longing for the nourishment of night dew.
★The birch trees rustled, and the fallen leaves, like the tears she shed, fell to the ground. ★The breeze swept by, and the bamboo forest swayed gently, making a rhythmic sound, like beautiful music floating in the air.
★The green bamboos all over the mountain swayed in the wind, making a beautiful sound, as if someone blew a huge bamboo flute and played a deep music. 10. Beautiful sentences about walking into the forest
1. As I approached the big forest, I saw an endless sea of ????forests in front of me. They were lush and dense, blocking my sight. Walking into the forest, towering trees appear one after another. There is a peach every three steps and a willow every five steps on both sides of the lakeside path, which is really charming. What is particularly impressive is the graceful weeping willows that are already dancing gracefully at the beginning of spring. The slender and soft wicker was blown by the wind, spitting out green beads. The shadows of the trees were dancing, and the green smoke was green. The forest is full of flowers, red peach blossoms, white pear blossoms, purple orchids, pink roses... in different colors.
2. On the way back, the sun has risen above the head, and the green shadows of the leaves are reflected on the ground, which is all kinds of strange and dark. The sunlight penetrates through the gaps between the leaves, drawing countless dazzling bright spots on the ground...
3. Looking from afar, the big green forest is like an ocean, connected together. The trees grow lush and green, exuding a refreshing coolness. The sunlight is like strands of golden sand, passing through the layers of branches and leaves and falling on the grass.
There are countless wild flowers blooming on the grassland, emitting attractive fragrance from time to time. The birds in the forest were flying and chirping happily, and the sound of gurgling water echoed in the breeze for a long time. How intoxicating is this charming scenery!
4. When you walk into the forest, the green symbol of nature, a breath of fresh air immediately hits you, as if they are welcoming friends reunited after a long absence. Smell carefully the fresh air exuding the fragrance of pine resin, and vaguely revealing the unique smell of the forest, which is a light and refreshing sweetness.
5. Forests have many great functions and help for human beings. With forests, the ground will not be afraid of wind and rain, and water and soil will not be easily lost. When strong winds hit the protective forest zone, their force is greatly weakened; when heavy rain hits the woods, their power is also greatly reduced. The rainwater flows from the branches to the land, is blocked by the thick roots of the trees, and then blends into the groundwater, nourishing the trees and nearby plants. crops. Forests are also carbon dioxide absorbers and oxygen manufacturers. Forests also trap dust in the air and eliminate smog...freshening the air. In addition, forests have the effect of eliminating noise and sound insulation. Forests can also cure people's diseases. Forest cures diseases by relying on the "vital elements" emitted by the forest and the unique beautiful scenery of the forest.
6. Walking through the forest path, wormwood as tall as a person is lushly green, dotted with various flowers, smiling in the wind, and the bright red strawberries are as tempting as agate. Pick a handful and take a bite, which makes your mouth feel sweet and sour. A red golden pheasant flew up from the grass, and a large pine forest seemed to be splashed with green dye, glowing green in the sun. Facing the vast mountains and forests, you can shout wildly at the top of your lungs, or sing a piece of Qin opera.
7. In the dense forest, the sky was cut into strands of blue satin by the branches of tall trees. The mottled light spots scattered down, blinking mysteriously with the movement of the leaves. eyes. The trees were silent and stood like philosophers. The branches of the big tree are cracked with black skin and covered with moss; the lime tree looks more handsome and has a much smoother skin; the wild poplar supports its majestic body with different branches; the most eye-catching one is It’s time to count the birch trees, elegant and unrestrained, like white-collar men, with cracked white paper-like bark fluttering in the wind...
8. Small dewdrops are blooming in the breeze, and they are blooming in clusters. On the petals, the young leaves are rolling and jumping. The young leaves full of dew sang a rustling song. Look, the little white rabbit and the deer are all out looking for food! They were having a great time playing hide-and-seek and racing in the grass. The birds in the sky were chirping and singing. The clear stream lay quietly in the embrace of the earth, like a transparent Nanchozi, and there were schools of fish. Swimming freely in the water, only the big trees stand motionless like soldiers, guarding the land. They stand next to me, and I stand next to you, standing by the creek, on the hillside, on the edge of the cliff. When the breeze blows, from a distance, they look like green waves one after another. Close your eyes and listen quietly, I couldn't tell whether it was the sound of the waves or the sound of the forest. When the sun slowly showed its smiling face from the east, the whole forest seemed to be covered with a golden quilt, which was extremely beautiful.