The sea guests talk about Yingzhou, the smoke and waves of the letter is difficult to find, the Yue people talk about Tianmu, cloud neon bright or can be seen. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that. The roof of the heavenly platform is forty-eight thousand feet high, and it is ready to fall to the southeast. I want to dream of Wu-Yue, so I flew over the moon in the mirror lake one night. The moon shone on my shadow and sent me to the river Hepei. The river is still inhabited by Xie Gong, and the water is clear, and the apes are crying. The clogs of Mr. Xie were on my feet, and I climbed the ladder of green clouds. I can see the sun on the half-wall, and hear the rooster in the sky. The path of a thousand rocks is uncertain, the flowers are lost and the rocks are dark. The bears roar and the dragons roar in the rocky springs, lisping the deep forests and scaring the tops of the floors. The clouds are green with rain, the water is tranquil with smoke. Thunderbolts of lightning break through the mountains, and the stone fan of the cave opens up in a blur. The blue underworld is so vast that you can't see the bottom. The sun and the moon shine on the gold and silver platforms. The neon is a coat and the wind is a horse, and the kings of the clouds come down in droves. The tiger drums and the luan returns to the car, and the immortals are listed like hemp. Suddenly the soul palpitates and the spirit stirs, and I am startled to rise up in contempt. But the pillows and seats of the time are lost to the smoke and haze of the past. This is the way of the world's pleasures. All things have flowed in the East in the past. When will you return? Let the white deer go among the green cliffs, and ride to visit the famous mountains as soon as possible. I can not be happy face, so that I can not be happy face.
2. describe the scenery good sentence1, dusk, a wisp of light smoke from the chimney lightly floating out, the ground is still a trace of residual heat, dusk is not as hot as the midday stuffy, but refreshing wind with a slight hint of warmth.
Looking up at the sky, I saw that the red evening sun had already colored most of the sky, and the shapes were even more varied: look! A ferocious tiger is chasing a small rabbit, running, disappeared, but appeared a stallion, which ran in the boundless grassland ...... The color of the sky is also changing: crimson pink orange ...... As if it is a master magician's wonderful magic, so that people 2, approached, I was immediately attracted to this beautiful lotus, a piece of green lotus leaves cascading crowded in the water, is I can not help but think of Yang Wanli "catching the sky lotus leaves infinite blue" this line of poetry.
The lotus leaves rolling a few water droplets, really like a grain of pearl, bright and shiny. They are sometimes gathered into a large water droplet, a bone slipped into the water, like a naughty child.
3. Describe the landscape scenery of the good sentenceThe movement of the water and the stability of the mountain water, water, water is a good landscape. Water has a watery spirit, but always maintain a monotonous azure; mountain has a mountain of calm and heavy, but the seasons of the year can be different colors, scenery to show the beauty of the mountain. Lively has a monotonous side, quiet has a change of color. The fusion of mountains and water is the match of static and motion, the combination of monotony and excitement, which makes up the most beautiful scenery. Explore among the green mountains, in the green water rafting ...... how wonderful! Throughout the ages, how many writers and artists have written about the charm of water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water, water. The water as a painting, water as a song, water as a poem, water as a song works, countless. The "Song of Songs in the Key of Water" is a word that renders a number of readable poems; the sound of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" has captivated countless soulmates all over the world. ...... And the poems that glorify the mountains, and the prose that describes the mountains, and the paintings that depict the mountains are not few and far between. The most important thing to remember is the fact that you have a lot of people in your life who are looking for the best way to get the most out of your life. Mount Tai's majestic, Mount Hua's precipitous, Mount Lushan's waterfalls, Mount Hengshan's smoke and clouds ...... let how many people of benevolence and ambition to fall in love with, in the green mountains to forget to return. Water, so dynamic and beautiful, fascinating reverie; water, so majestic and surging, full of infinite passion. Sometimes people say soft like water, and sometimes say roaring, this is the personality of the water. The magnificence of the waterfall, the waves of the raging, the tinkling of the spring, the gurgling of the river, all day and night eternal. Mountains, stretched out; mountains, steep and upright; mountains, towering ...... mountains, magnificent, reminiscent of the Five Mountains; mountains, new and beautiful, recalling the Emei ...... mountains, as if to make ten thousand people admire the sage, calm and steady is his nature, unobtrusively interpreting life The vastness of life, the solemnity of life, the solemnity of life ...... Water, can be transformed into a simple ancient "Big Wave Amoy Sand" of the majesty and vigor, but also able to render the "Maple Bridge Night Mooring" of the silence of the music of the world. Set off the "military harbor night ah quiet, sail sailors head resting on the waves" mood. Water, so bold and extraordinary, symbolizing the endless life and soul, infinite power and confidence. Mountain, like a great man let the crowd embraced, benevolent is its true color. It quietly dedicated the Himalayan snow, dedicated to the Huangshan hot springs, sea of clouds, strange pines, strange rocks ...... mountain, believe that silence is gold, it is speechless, remorseless, fearless. However, in the underworld, but never stop for the world to interpret the moving myth, the most beautiful scenery. The wise man loves water, the benevolent man loves mountains. I'm not a wise man, I'm not a benevolent man, but I favor the mountains and waters of nature, in the green mountains and waters, famous mountains and rivers to find the most beautiful scenery. Finally, I understand, the most beautiful scenery is not the dynamic water, nor is it a calm mountain, only the fusion of water and mountains can weave the most beautiful scenery in the world! The mountain is lofty because of the water, the water is beautiful because of the mountain; the mountain has a shape and the water is invisible, the mountain has a head and the water is endless. Mountain is still, the water is rushing endlessly; water is eternal blue, the mountain is colorful. The mountains and the water depend on each other, and then there is the beauty of nature. Mountains and water produce civilization, mountains and water continue life. When the calm mountain and dynamic water intertwined together, the mountain sheltered water, so there is a clear pool, there is a pond; water moisturizes the mountain, so there are flowers and grass, there are green trees; so the mountain bright water, so the water show mountain bright! Shanshui Shanshui, let the mountains and water mingle, let the spirit and calmness combine, let the wise and benevolent complement each other Poems about landscape scenery Poetry in the mountains 1. Thousands of birds fly away from the mountains, ten thousand paths are lost. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiangxue") 2. The sun is over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhilu: "Ascending the Stork Tower") 3. (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue") 4. The country is broken, the city is deep in spring. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. I don't see anyone on the empty mountains, but I can hear people's voices. (Wang Wei: "Deer Chai") 6. The bright moon comes out of the sky and mountains, between the vast clouds and the sea. (Li Bai: "Guanshan Yue") 7. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone at Jingting Mountain") 8. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden") 9. The green hills can't hide it, but after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva barbarians &S226; books in Jiangxi Province to create a mouth wall") 10. do not know the true face of Mount Lushan, only in this mountain. (Su Shi: "Questions on the Westwood Wall") Water in Poetry 1. The so-called Iren, in the water side. (Poetry &S226; reed reed) 2. water how tantalizing, mountain island horrified. (Cao Cao:.
4. Describe the landscape scenery of the best linesBlue sky, clear lake, Mercedes that year I was in the grasslands on the fringe of the grasslands, August grass like us here in early spring, just sprouted, but the landscape there and the mainland is very different, a wide and boundless look.
The landscape here is very beautiful, the cottage here is quiet and ancient, the forest here is green and rich, the pond here is sparkling, the mist here lingers in the mountains, here morning and evening smoke rising from the cottage in the air, the mountains here are connected to the sky, the water is connected to the mountain, landscape, grass, trees, ancient buildings, folk customs ... ... ... are all moving in the simple and natural ecological environment.
Jinan's three major attractions, the name is good: Thousand Buddha Mountain, Baotu, Daming Lake, how loud and nice! As soon as I heard the "Daming Lake" the three words, will be associated with the bright spring and the lake and mountains, etc., and the mind emerges a beautiful scene. In fact, however, it is neither big, nor unknown, nor lake.
5. Describe the landscape of the good sentenceSpring Rain The bright spring rain, like a group of innocent dolls, high in the sky clouds, playful and down, babbling, jumping into the mother earth's embrace.
Spring rain, like flower needles, such as fine silk, dense diagonal weaving. Spring rain kept falling, the fine rain weaved a huge net, from the clouds have been hanging to the ground, the mountains in the distance, near the pink peach blossom, green poplar trees, soft willow branches, are covered in this boundless net, this net is the spring girl skillfully hand-woven into the gauze, covered in the sky and the earth, technology in the mountains.
Listen! Rain fell on the roof "Tita Tita", like playing percussion. Rain down to the pond "Ding Ding Ding" sung up, the water surface also splashed a small flower, and like a flower girl in the light dance ...... Rain like a broken line of beads, drop by drop in a string of puddles above the rainwater convergence.
Spring rain has, dyeing green mountains,; dyeing green water, dyeing green stone paths.
It was raining, and the raindrops were pounding on the windows. Immediately, countless water droplets of various sizes gathered on the window glass facing outward.
When the raindrops fell into the pool, the raindrops drew a note on the water. These notes are the circles that the raindrops strike on the surface of the water.
In summer, the raindrops clattered. The raindrops in the sky fall straight down like sifted beans, breaking the mirror-like surface of the lake and scaring away the small fish that originally wanted to jump on the surface to see the rain.
The rain is coming down more and more, and when you look at the distance, it looks like a gray curtain blocking the view, gray and cloudy, trees, houses, ah, nothing can be seen. Autumn Rain The sky washed by autumn rain is as blue and clear as the sea.
The white clouds are like a light boat sailing, floating slowly on the water. Autumn rain falls and drifts.
Like silk, like silk, like fog, like smoke. Falling on the face cool, flowing into the mouth, sweet, like rice wine, like honey, so that people like drunk, like a dream, like crazy, like drunk.
The dome of the rain, a hint of a hint of floating, like the sky dancing fine sand; for the earth's green things, to bring a hope, moisturized in the tip of the leaf, but also for the river and pond ducks, to bring a stream of delightful interest, foraging for the mystery of the fall. Autumn rain swish down.
The fine rain weaves a gray mantle between heaven and earth. ● The lake is alive, layers of scaly waves rise with the wind, accompanied by jumping sunshine, accompanied by my heart, in the chase, and then play.
● Lake water in the dry grass whispered slightly, the distant from time to time came one or two ducklings fluttering wings, so that the moonlit night of the lake more lonely and cold. ● Several leaves of white sails, in this water and sky of golden sea, like a few snow-white feathers, lightly floating, floating.
● The sea is full of water, shining in the setting sun, the waves are like naughty little children jumping uncertainly, the water is a golden light. ● The lake is hard, like a flawless emerald shimmering with a beautiful luster.
● The lake is quiet, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, green trees. The lake is covered with a mist like green smoke, and when you look at Weishan from afar, you can only faintly discern the gray shadow of the mountains.
● The waves are a wonder of the sea, but she is more like a dancer, she can make people leave their worries behind and enjoy themselves. ● The sea is so blue that one feels that the color of emerald is too light, and the color of sapphire is too deep, even if it is a famous master, it is difficult to describe.
● The sun shines on the surface of the lake, like a layer of glittering silver to the water surface, and like a green satin that has been crumpled. The mountains that are exposed to the clouds seem to be suspended like islands in clusters and dashes.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful flower cloth. The mountain waves and peaks are layered.
The mountains are black and pale without edges, and the cliffs are cut and axed like the sky and the earth. The undulating loess hills are like the waves of a great flood.
The Dragon Head, like a tomb towering in the night. The mountains on both sides of the gorge rise and fall straight up and down, so high that it makes people dizzy.
The deep valley is appallingly quiet and gloomy. The ravine was filled with snow, as high as the backs of the mountains, and became a great square of flat, snow-covered ground.
The morning sun is shining, and the mountain like a shy girl, hidden, sunset, the afterglow across the light. Good paragraph Standing here to see, really strange, the mountains simply changed, their shape and in the plains or mid-level look up very different, they become very cascading, messy, majestic and peculiar.
Looking up, the mountains are the sky, the sky is also the mountains, before and after the mountains, as if your nose can touch the mountains at any time. You can see a misty giant peak jutting out in the distance, surrounded by dozens of smaller rocky peaks.
A closer look, the giant peak like the Monkey King holding a golden rod, those small peaks are like scratching the ears of the little monkey. Look, the Monkey King is leading its children to the South Heavenly Gate to kill it.
The white sky, the mountains pale black like iron, solemn, solemn. As the red sun rises, one mountain peak is ink-blue in color.
Immediately after, the mist rose, the milky veil to the heavy mountains spaced out, leaving only the tip of the green peaks, really like a fresh ink, sparse and dense landscape painting. After a while, the fog and dispersed, the exposed rock walls, cliffs, by the sunlight dyed red, and gradually turned into a bronze color, and green trees, green fields contrast each other, appearing to be particularly magnificent.
The overlapping mountains, can not see a village, can not see a piece of rice paddies, these mountains are like some drunken old man, one by one, sleeping for tens of millions of years, never woke up their dreams, no one dared to go deep into their hearts, that is, that the most adventurous hunters, but also only to the foot of their feet, to chase those who run down from the mountains of the mountain goats, wild boars and birds, never climb its peak. never climb to its peak. There is no more than the spring rains after the bath of the green mountains more charming, the entire mountainside, are verdant green, did not come to the end of the fog like elegant silk, a strand of the waist wrapped in it, the sun will be every leaf on the raindrops, are turned into colorful pearls.
Pointed knife-like hill, picking a few wisps of milky white fog, mist, vaguely visible a thin line. This wall of stone like a skyscraper face up to pressure, as high as it will collapse down aggressively.
On the top of the mountain, the dense dense forest seems to buckle on the wall of a huge black carpet hat, black and green from the rock wall popped up a cluster of unknown wildflowers. Rain changed the mood of the park, the northwest direction of the clouds, is the ink painting like the distant mountains, which is quite praised in the garden architecture "borrow" to.
Winter color grandfather sent.
6. Describe the scenery of the good sentenceThe Seine River in the two cities through the past, along the coast of the rolling hills, lush trees, from time to time, you can see the exposed rocky cliffs. Then the river makes a long, nearly 360-degree turn and disappears into the distant sky. Boats came and went on the river, and the steamer towed ahead spat smoke so thick it looked like a fly. Scattered islands are lined up: either head to tail or far apart, like a string of green rosaries of different sizes.
The smell of moss, the fragrance of the earth, the scent of the trees, the freshness of the young shoots that symbolize the vitality of life, the musty smell of rotting leaves, all these smells are intertwined and permeate the trail.
It's getting late. The transparent color of the night is like a light veil that covers the vast fields to the right of the train. In the distance, the river stretches along the train tracks like a giant metal band. After the sun went down, patches of purple and fire-red remained on the canopy. The spots reflected on the river, forming a red reflection. The reflections interlocked with each other, the color getting darker and darker, and finally disappearing without a trace. The surrounding fields with an ominous death and trembling, was drowned in the night.
From Maupassant's Pretty Friends.
7. The best lines describing the landscape scenery areOh...simple. I hope it will help you.
A personal favorite of the landscape:
Blue sky, clear lake, Mercedes-Benz that year I was in the grasslands on the edge of the August grass like us here in early spring, just sprouting, but the landscape and the mainland is very different, a wide and boundless look.
The landscape here is very beautiful, the cottage here is quiet and ancient, the forest here is green and rich, the pond here is sparkling, the mist here lingers in the mountains, here morning and evening smoke rising from the cottage in the air, the mountains here are connected to the sky, the water is connected to the mountain, landscape, grass, trees, ancient buildings, folk customs ... ... ... are all moving in the simple and natural ecological environment.
Jinan's three major attractions, the name is good: Thousand Buddha Mountain, Baotu, Daming Lake, how loud and nice! As soon as I heard the "Daming Lake" the three words, will be associated with the bright spring and the lake and mountains, etc., and the mind emerges a beautiful scene. In fact, however, it is not big, and unknown, and not lake.
8. Good lines to describe the sceneryIn the vast sea, the wind rolled and gathered the dark clouds.
Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrels, like black lightning, were flying proudly. For a moment its wings touched the waves, and for a moment it arrowed straight toward the dark clouds, and it cried out,--and it was in the brave cry of this bird that the dark clouds heard joy.
In this cry - full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds hear the strength of anger, the fire of passion, and the confidence of victory. The gulls moaned before the storm, - moaned, as they scuttled across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm, in the depths of the sea.
The full circle of spring color can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall. The first time I saw it, I saw it on the beach in Surabaya, and I saw it in the sky. The east wind is the only thing that can be recognized, and it is always spring in every color. The rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the grass color can be seen from afar, but there is none. The most favorable thing about spring is that it is absolutely superior to the smoke and willows that fill up the imperial capital. The green of ten thousand branches is a little bit of red, and the color of spring is not necessary to be many. Wang Anshi "Wing pomegranate flower" The wind blew willow flowers full of store fragrance, Wu Ji pressure wine to persuade customers to taste.
Yangchun February and March, grass and water the same color - Jin. Lefu Ancient Rhetoric of Mengzhu 1 Spring is really a comforting spring, and the scenery of spring is so beautiful! 2 This spring gives both new life and new hope . I love this beautiful spring. 3 Close, close, I have heard the footsteps of spring, all of which report the arrival of spring, my whole heart drifted out, drifting to the brightly colored flowers, drifting to the oily green grass. 4 Spring rain continuous, sprinkled in the courtyard of the sycamore trees, rustling like musicians gently plucked the strings, but also like silkworms quietly devouring mulberry leaves ...... 5 Oh! Spring rain ah, the original you followed the spring girl together to the earth, so that the earth vibrant, exudes a fresh breath. Your dexterous hand, plucking people's heartstrings, plucking people's beautiful hope Suggest you go to see Zhu Ziqing's spring>!!!! Describe the spring fragment essay Spring Morning Flawed Thoughts Early in the morning, pull open the curtains and push open the window.
The breeze blew, a fresh, fragrant, light earthy flavor came to the face. Spring came so fast, quietly and unknowingly, the grass is green, the branches sprouted, all over the wildflowers, rapeseed flowers bloom brilliantly, everything bathed in the dawn of the spring morning, in the spring breeze shaking, swinging, as if the young girl's light song and dance, Chu Chu moving.
Creatures wake up in the spring morning, showing the life of the valuable, tantalizing. The spring morning dyes the hope in the heart and inspires the passion of life.
A bright spring morning, the natural world is so beautiful at this moment: everywhere radiating bright sunshine, everywhere flaunting colorful colors, everywhere flying with the pleasant birds and insects, and everywhere wafting the intoxicating aroma. This is the world of green, the sea of flowers.
Everywhere is the crowd of excursion trekking, there is the elderly loving satisfaction, there are lovers of the joy of the open heart, there are children's innocent smile. Suddenly realized: the reason why the bright spring is so beautiful, because it makes people's mood bloom at this moment.
Spring rain Spring rain and spring thunder, with the spring wind, pattering drift. Spring rain is like silk, like fog, like smoke, like tide.
Through the wisps of silk, everything in the world is like a faint, misty painting, hidden and hidden. I like the spring rain, not only like it to change the rain after the spring bamboo shoots of Yingzi, but also like is: step into this light blue smoke and rain, in this rainy season, you for me to hold out a piece of rain-free heaven and earth.
Spring is full of Spring is lively, spring is frenzied, spring is the gesture of growth, spring is young and exuberant. Spring is everywhere the shadow of people's hard work, people with their own hands sowing their firm beliefs and eternal hope, sowing the true love and selfless love.
There is no spring of thousands of red? Where is the fruitfulness of autumn? Spring night contemplation Spring night, the light moon cage, gracefully. The wind whisked across the cheeks and swept up the long hair.
The moonlight is as calm and soft as water. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
I don't dare to deliberately pursue anything, but I just hope that all the beautiful beginnings have a beautiful ending, as this spring night is long and far away. Sentences describing spring 2 1) Spring is here! Look, the melting ice water wakes up the brook.
"Dingdong, Dingdong," it is like nature's magical singer, singing a clear and pleasant song, running forward ...... 2) The willow tree stretches out its branches of yellow-green and tender leaves, and brushes gently in the slight spring breeze, like a group of green-suited The willow tree is a group of green-suited nymphs dancing in the breeze. Sandwiched in the middle of the willow tree peach tree also bloomed brightly colored flowers, green willow, red flowers, really beautiful! 3) In the spring, the red kapok, the pink peony, and the white moonflower are all open.
Some of them are full of buds, some are budding, and some are in full bloom. A burst of refreshing fragrance attracted many small bees, buzzing song and dance.
4) cedar tree branches of the bud cluster has been quite fat, tender, reflecting the sky shining bright, you say spring will be far away? 5) Even if you stay open in the water dainty daffodils, do not forget the lonely corners of the valley, wild lilies also have spring ...... I like, I like the snowy winter, because winter can be happy to play snowball fights. I like, I like goose feather snow winter.
Because winter snow is so pleasing to the eye. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the northern landscape is so attractive to tourists.
People in the snow to enjoy rowing sledding, joyful laughter resounded through the clouds. Autumn has arrived, although not yet in Fuzhou to feel this cool, but can not help but miss the autumn of their hometown, this time my window in front of the sycamore tree is not already wearing a golden coat? Put a few pictures of the autumn scenery and a few ancient poems describing the autumn, right as to express their thoughts ...... Autumn light stacked stacks of heavy, sneaky sneak move three paths in the autumn, there is no spring colorful flowers, there is no summer lush unusual green trees, there is no winter flurry of snowflakes, but there are fruitful fruit trees in the autumn, bringing people the joy of harvest, everywhere. the joy of a good harvest, and fruits and melons everywhere! Mark my own favorite sentences in red.
袅兮秋风，洞庭波兮木叶下袅: describes the breeze blowing. Dongting: Dongting Lake, in the north of present-day Hunan Province.
Wave: microwave flooding. Wooden leaves: yellow leaves.
Warring States Chu - Qu Yuan "Nine Songs - Lady Xiang" sad autumn for the gas! Xiao瑟兮草木摇落而变衰，憭栗兮若在远行，登山临水兮送将归萧瑟：寂寞萧条的样子。 The first is to make a new one, and the second is to make a new one.
若在远行：好象人在远行之中。 Warring States Chu-Song Yu's "Nine Arguments" Autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, the grass and trees yellow and fall, and the geese return to the south Han-Liu Che's "Rhetoric of the Autumn Wind".