1, through the path, into the eyes of a green lawn. On the lawn, there are three "ecological corner". I was most impressed by the ecological corner called 'Cultural Journey'. This is a relaxing courtyard with various combinations of plants, horizontal platforms, and water features, which gives people a natural and comfortable experience of the European style: the white guardrail is particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the banana tree foliage. In front of the fence, there is a ground with a light brown floor. On the ground, there is a glass coffee table, on which there is a crystal clear glass fish tank, under the sunlight, the glass fish tank looks particularly beautiful. On either side of the coffee table were two sky-blue lounge chairs, and the flower bed in front of them was filled with exotic flowers and plants. This kind of courtyard, in my opinion, is simply heaven on earth!
2, the weather gradually turned cool, a piece of yellow leaves like a beautiful yellow butterfly, have left the warm embrace of the mother tree, gently floating down from the tree, flying down to the grass, the river, crops. This falling leaves seem to be the announcer, telling everyone that "autumn is coming, autumn is coming". The grasses also took off their green clothes and changed into golden fall clothes. The autumn girl has come back to earth again surrounded by the joy of falling leaves. In this everywhere is a yellow scene, a variety of small flowers seem to be asleep, each low head, drooping two pieces of early has lost its luster "hands", silently, without saying a word waiting for the arrival of the distant spring.
3. I walked into the woods in the fall. Ah! The ground is full of leaves, red, yellow, green. Colorful and beautiful. A gust of wind blew, and a few leaves fell from the trees. Look, some of them are like small butterflies, twisting their beautiful wings and dancing. Some are like a yellow warbler, spreading its wings and flying. There are also like dancers, light spinning, spinning ...... leaves have fallen to the ground, to the earth with a thick "cotton coat". Feet stepped on the dead leaves, issued a "squeak" sound, played the late fall "symphony".
4, into the Prince's Bay in the trail, in the feeling of spring fragrant breath at the same time, you can also watch both sides of the cherry trees. Cherry blossoms, small and white, they opened a small pink face, smiling. A breeze blew, the cherry blossom petals will drift down with the wind, floating in your hair, floating into your sleeve this feeling is really something poetic!
5, the spring sun is exceptionally bright, the spring girl unfolded the smiling face, the sun's red beams of light shot over, gently caressing you, like a young mother's hand. With the spring girl's brisk pace, green grass, sneak out of the soil, tender, green. In the park, you can see some of this tenacious grass everywhere.
6, a circle of people in playing and singing. Hand holding a microphone to lead the singing, a lady, silver hair, dressed in more elaborate, sung in the right words, there is a beautiful flavor, probably a retired professional actor. One is an old man, thin, tanned. Wearing a cheap cultural shirt, feet slipping a pair of long out of the heel of a plastic slippers, like the common people in the alley. In contrast, the song is slightly inferior. The image of the two people, the contrast is great. Other people, some dressed in fashion, some dressed shabbily, but the crowd are not thought, just sing, sing very involved, one song after another, the joy of it. This is an equal world, come together, are general members, no high and low.
7, came to the park gate, only to see both sides are verdant and upright, lush trees, as if they can put the sky to cover up. Roads on both sides, all around, all surrounded by flowers. Into the center of Prince Edward Bay, surrounded by tulips, red, pink, yellow, orange ...... different colors, a thousand shapes. Looking from a distance, as if these tulips are a huge battalion, they stand on a piece of fertile land, neatly lined up. A tulip swaying in the arms of the wind mother, as if in a beautiful dance to nature. On the tulips, butterflies, bees, all gathered, seem to enjoy the hope that spring brings them.
8, an old man in the leg press. The left leg is upright, the right leg on the tree trunk, chest high. White hair, the old man should have more than 70 years old, waist and legs can be really soft. Next to a few racks of single and double bar, two more than 50 years old hanging on the bar, one before and after the swing, the body nearly horizontal; another legs curled up, turn over before and after, repeatedly. I was very impressed. While admiring, and self-propulsion: these two years of boxing in the morning, often perfunctory, look at others, can not dare to easily say old. Said it is a poor people's park, that is because it rarely sell tickets, no matter who, no matter whether you have money or not, any time you can enter the park to play. Since there is no admission fee, it has become a good place for people to relax, walk, fish, ride horses and have fun.
2, the spring scenery is too beautiful, the spring people's mood is more beautiful. Rickets a whole winter waist straightened, happy smile full of hope. The park is bustling again, taking pictures of young people, fishing old people, catching insects of children, one by one, intoxicated in the embrace of nature, linger.
3, for the first time to the East Lake Park, see those big banyan trees, his long beard, beautiful hair, beautiful clothes, fluttering in the air, like a shy little girl, see here, I think of a text I learned, "Bird's Paradise". Those banyan trees in the park are just like what Grandpa Bajin said, showing us all their vitality, what an image to say!
4. In autumn, ants run around the park, diligently looking for their winter food; swallows fly to the south, they spend a winter, they will fly back to meet us; maple leaves, ginkgo biloba leaves in the autumn wind under the nourishment of the color change: the maple leaves become enthusiastic, energetic fire red; ginkgo biloba leaves are turned into a brilliant golden yellow. In this season, the leaves all fall down with the autumn wind to make fertilizer for the mother tree. Because the leaves fall one after another, the trees will look sparse, and the ground, all colorful leaves. Colorful leaves covered every path in the park. Such a spectacular beauty is nothing compared to the scene of hundreds of flowers blooming in the spring.
5, the southern part of the park there are many acacia, willow, pine trees ...... acacia is the city's city tree, naturally has a majestic momentum: willow branches dancing in the autumn wind, show all the style; and the pine tree is like a sturdy lad, glowing with tenacious vitality. Around the grove placed a lot of resting stools like piano keys, red a group, yellow a group, green a group of ...... the warmth of the autumn sun on the face, walking in the soft fallen leaves, listen to the wind singing, see the trees dancing. When you are tired, sit on the piano bench, as if in the poetry, not to mention how intoxicated!
6, March, the park has a big change. Look! The original bare grass, grew a short young grass, there are small flowers accompanied; look! The original dry branches, grew new young leaves. The willow tree beside the creek, also draws out new branches; Listen! Who is singing? Oh! It is the swallows, magpies, sparrows and other birds singing. The swallows lightly turn a 360° in the air, and then go free to soar again. Ah! All this, is not the spring girl to tell us that spring is here!
7, there is a very large lawn in the park, countless grass swaying in the breeze, to a happy little elf, waving and smiling at me. Every time I see those little grass, I feel very kind, can't wait to have a kiss with them, the grass you squeeze me, I squeeze you are like a child.
8, the park, the evergreen pines and cypresses, just spit out the buds of the willow, and those who just spit out the buds of the small trees, composed of a beautiful green landscape in the park. People take off their heavy coats and come to the park to enjoy the spring light, to see the beauty that spring brings to the park, and to feel the comfort of spring. The hot summer has arrived, Cuihu Park corridor bloomed bunches of crystal wisteria, countless wisteria flowers together like a wide waterfall, so that people can feel a hint of coolness under the hot sun.
9, the two sides of the river are planted with a lot of small trees, small trees often bloom on a variety of colors of flowers, smell strange. Of course, there are weeping willow, chicken claw willow, each tree is like a young girl, ala more colorful thousands of forms. With the wind swaying.
10, the west side of Riverside Park, there is a large area of the Happy Valley, of course, that is the favorite of the adults, I am not interested. The park has a man-made excavation of the creek, the creek has a lot of for people to play in the water boat, these boats have different styles; some like swans, some like carp, there are motorized, there are also rely on artificial rowing of the kind.
11, the daytime park is so beautiful, that the park at night is more beautiful wonderful. Night fell, I came to the park again. I saw a green light from the willow tree branches through out, reflected in the South Gate River. The neon lights along the river changed into a firework-like fascinating light. These fascinating sights add a bit of tranquility to the park. Of course, the park is even more noteworthy when covered in smoke and rain. Smoky rain falls on people, on grass, on leaves, and on flowers, making it seem hazy and sad. Brain thought, if the rain in the Nanjiang Park is a person, is a girl, it will be how charming! Nanjiang Park, Nanmen River, her beauty is mesmerizing!
12, in fact, the most beautiful green park is at night. Colorful lights shine in the sky, trees, on the ground, as if it is our guide, guiding us forward, forward, forward. From afar, the hazy light, the whole park as one, like a big family, each corner is a member of the family, less who can not. Walking on the straight road, I thought, the green park at night is not purely green, but yellow, red, purple, blue park, is a colorful colorful park ah!
13, spring, the West Lake Park, the lake is clear and transparent, clear and shallow, bright as glass, drop into a pin can also see clearly. Lovely lively fish in the lake to wear around. Especially the four-legged baby fish often out of the water and drilled into the water, as if in a joke with you. You see, the shore of the willow low hanging, Tingting Yu standing, willow shadow in the water swaying, graceful. As if gazing at the mirror of the girl, and as a dance sleeve fluttering nymphs.
14, the park's most distinctive is the navy blue marble square, square, brightly illuminated. Square building two rows of about a meter high arc line stone wall, on the line of grass carved with Ouyang Xiu's Yiling landscape poem "nine aria". In the common morning light and twilight, there is a crane-haired old man, holding a two-foot-long brush, dipped in water as ink, waving the brush freely, awakening the heart of that ancient perception. Pedestrians, if passing by, would rather go around, but also refused to trample the word and walk, for fear of degrading, desecrating the sacred view.
Senior good sentence: describe the park sentenceWhen I was in kindergarten, my favorite place to go is Pan Tianshou Park.
There in the spring, flowers bloomed, a few green shoots sprang up on the land, and from time to time there were a few bold and naughty sparrows to come and join in the fun. The children play beside the upright saplings and enjoy themselves.
In summer, people walk around the square in undershirts with a popsicle in their hands. Some of the children are holding ice lollies and shouting "It's so hot!" . Some slide on the handrail of the stairs. Some were moving around on the sports equipment, happy. Others are playing badminton, soccer, basketball. It's really lively! Trees, more than usual look greener. Roadside of a few large trees stretching branches and leaves, "rustle" sound ringing, as if to say: "Come on, come on, come to me here to cool it!
When the late fall is approaching, you can often see the old people in the morning. Some of them are practicing tai chi, and they are twisting and turning to dance the fan dance. In the early morning, a few flowers still have a few drops of crystal dew on their petals. Some of the trees and flowers were not very vigorous and had already lost their leaves. Some of the tree leaves have withered and yellowed, slowly detaching from the branches and falling to the ground.
In winter, the north wind howls, the wind relentlessly blowing the bare trees, a few trees stand there, only a few adults in the square, some children. Sometimes the snow flies, like the winter girl to the earth mother popping the quilt. It was a good time for the children to play. Some of them are throwing snowballs at each other, some are holding carrots and erasers ready to build a big, round snowman. Others are piling up snow, probably want to pile up a snow mountain!
Pan Tianshou Square is so beautiful and lovely all year round, I love it!
Ah! I love spring!
Tulip Kingdom - Prince Edward Bay
In this sunny, spring days, I went with my mother to be known as the "tulip kingdom" reputation of Prince Edward Bay to play.
Coming to the gate of the park, I saw both sides of the verdant, green, lush trees, as if they could cover the sky. On both sides of the road, around, all surrounded by flowers. Into the center of Prince Edward Bay, surrounded by tulips, red, pink, yellow, orange ...... different colors, a thousand shapes. Looking from a distance, as if these tulips are a huge battalion, they stand on a piece of fertile land, neatly lined up. A tulip swaying in the arms of the wind mother, as if in a beautiful dance to nature. On the tulips, butterflies, bees, all gathered, seem to enjoy the hope that spring brings them.
When you walk into the path in Prince Bay, you can enjoy the cherry blossom trees on both sides while feeling the fragrance of spring. Cherry blossoms, small and white, they open a small pink face, smiling. A breeze blew, the cherry blossom petals will drift down with the wind, floating in your hair, floating into your sleeve ...... This feeling is really something else poetic it!
Through the path, reflected in the eyes is a green lawn. The lawn, there are three "ecological corner". I was most impressed by the ecological corner called 'Cultural Journey'. This is a relaxing courtyard with various combinations of plants, horizontal platforms, and water features, which gives people a natural and comfortable experience of the European style: the white guardrail is particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the banana tree foliage. In front of the fence, there is a ground with a light brown floor. On the ground, there is a glass coffee table, on which there is a crystal clear glass fish tank, under the sunlight, the glass fish tank looks particularly beautiful. On either side of the coffee table were two sky-blue lounge chairs, and the flower bed in front of them was filled with exotic flowers and plants. This kind of courtyard, in my opinion, is simply heaven on earth!
Time went by and our trip was coming to an end, but what will never fade away in my memory are my feelings about this enjoyable tulip culture trip.
? The park is surrounded by a sliver of marble retaining wall. Said wall, but also only half a foot wide, more than a foot high. Since there is no entrance fee, there are no thieves to prevent. More often than not, it has become a good place for pedestrians to rest.
? On the inner side of the parapet, there are several wavy flower beds. Purple-red, green, goose yellow, layers and layers, interlaced, very beautiful.
? Embraced by the flower gardens, is a few curved green stone paths, with the undisputed leisure stretching into the distance. On both sides of the path, there are a few Three Gorges stone, illustrated, recounting the life of Ouyang Xiu, "mother teaching enlightenment, learning monument to the first lift, friends in Luoyang, relegated to Yiling, the world's fame, for the country to recommend the wise".
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? The most distinctive feature of the park is the navy blue marble plaza, square, brightly illuminated. Square building two rows of about a meter high arc rows of stone walls, on the rows of grass carved with Ouyang Xiu's Yiling landscape poem "nine aria". In the common morning light and twilight, there is a crane-haired old man, holding a two-foot-long brush, dipped in water as ink, waving the brush freely, awakening the heart of that ancient knowledge. Pedestrians who pass by, prefer to go around, but also refused to trample the word and walk, for fear of degrading, desecrating the sacred view.
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? In retrospect, that park I have been through the road many times, but never meditate and rest. Just once, and people agreed to talk about an investment in the park. Perhaps the park also think that the smell of copper is very bad, in short, that investment is not known.
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? The park in me, because of memory and death, because of nostalgia and miss!
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?2004 Spring Festival, the weather was excellent. After the New Year's dinner with my family, I passed by the park. Right next to the boulder, my father was in a good mood, and he was in a good mood. I was leaning on my father's shoulder, smiling sweetly.
The son is older, and now it is rare to go to the park once a year. But there is a lot of interest in the old people in the park. The old man has nothing to do, and a group of people with the same daily gathering, practicing boxing practice, dancing dancing, chatting chat, playing cards playing cards, not happy. There are even a few groups of art lovers, who make a circle on the ground, either sitting or standing. There is a music stand, there is a microphone; will blow the blow, will pull the pull; sing a good song, the voice of the general release of the song, even if the voice is incomplete, but also can be indiscriminate, no one asked.
Not far into the garden door, see a dozen people playing taijiquan, they stopped to watch. The third row of a lady who has passed middle age, the figure is not good, but the fist is good. One move, one style, in the middle of the road. Every morning in the yard, I practiced alone, thinking I was good, but I did not know that out of the house, casually walking, that is, I met a stronger than me. It is "within ten steps, there will be fragrant grass", can not sit in the well and watch the sky.
Along the road. A boxer in his 30s, correcting the action to three disciples. Four people are wearing cloth shoes, Chinese boxing uniform. Their movements are fierce, belonging to the long fist category. Three disciples, but there are two nearly 50 years old, and no basic skills, even stakes are not good, even beginners. So old, how to learn long fist? Strange, but also some respect. The thin man, also brought a six or seven-year-old boy, the boy carried a short stick, standing on one side. While the boxer was counseling others, the thin man went to the boy's side and leaned over to say a few words. I don't know what kind of person he is to the boy. I said that the father, the age seems to be a little older, said the grandfather well, seems to be a little smaller.
I heard the sound of a flute. Follow the sound of the past, see a large tree stood under a man, the age of 50 or so, holding a bang flute, is a sound to practice long tone. Although the sound is smooth, the air is not very long, I guess it is also a beginner. I walked past him, thinking, these people have passed the middle age, but also to learn when they are young to learn should not be old to learn things, the spirit is really commendable. Just thinking, I did not expect the sound of the flute turned, played a cheerful music, flute sound crisp and clear, tune bright and smooth, a string of double spit sound, beads round, delightful. It turns out that this person is a good hand, the flute is also top quality. I am ashamed! Just now I underestimated him.
An old man in the leg press. The left leg is upright, the right leg on the tree trunk, chest high. White hair, the old man should be more than 70 years old, waist and legs can be really soft. Next to a few racks of single and double bar, two more than 50 years old hanging on the bar, one before and after the swing, the body nearly horizontal; another legs curled up, turn over before and after, repeatedly. I was very impressed. While admiring, and self-propulsion: these two years in the morning boxing, often perfunctory, look at others, can not easily say old.
A circle of people playing and singing. Hand holding a microphone to lead the singing, a lady, silver hair, dress more sophisticated, sang the word is round, there is a beautiful flavor, probably retired professional actors. One is an old man, thin, tanned. Wearing a cheap cultural shirt, feet slipping a pair of long out of the heel of a plastic slippers, like the common people in the alley. In contrast, the song is slightly inferior. The image of the two people, the contrast is great. Other people, some dressed in fashion, some dressed shabbily, but the crowd are not thought, just sing, sing very involved, one song after another, the joy of it. This is a world of equality, come together, are members of the general, no distinction between high and low.
Next to a group of people doing exercises. There are old people, there are also young people in their 30s. Hot days, sweaty clothes, they do gymnastics is still meticulous, stooping squatting, never sloppy. Next to them are the ballroom dancers, almost all of whom are elderly. More women, fewer men, so there are a few pairs are two women **** dance. There was one man in his late seventies, dressed in formal attire. His attitude is persistent and serious, and the female partner on the ground after a few circles, along a long arc meandering. His legs seemed to be a little stiff. But I don't know anything about dancing, so maybe this dance should be done with legs. I wonder if I will come here to dance when I retire in the future. Looking at the old ladies, who are not very tolerable, I secretly shook my head, unable to imagine myself straddling an ugly woman and dancing its dance. Does this mean that my heart is not old yet? But I still have six years from retirement, six years later, will the psychology change?
As I thought about it, I went to see the dancing crowd. It was a large crowd and covered a large area. The dancers are all women, but in the second row of the side, but there is a male, very conspicuous. They were dancing to a Tibetan folk song, and they danced beautifully. A person in the middle of the front row, slim figure, gentle and delicate movements. This young woman, should be the coach, I wonder how much to pay her a month? I stood at the back of the crowd, could not see her face, must be very beautiful. So go around to the front. A look, very surprised. Her face is still clean, but the fine lines at the corners of her eyes have appeared, so it is not a young man. It seems that this is also a retired professional, dance is her favorite. She came here out of love, not to spend money on the coach. I watched the fluttering dancer, see her eyes without a child, single-minded, only in the dance, a raised hand, a move, all the flavor. I sighed in my heart and said, "There is no harm in being old when you are like this! Watching for a long time, I shifted my gaze to the lonely man. He was tall and chubby, the upper body is a good texture T-shirt, the lower body for the fashionable pants, belt in the protruding stomach, hanging into a curved one. Butt right pants pocket, inserted a folding fan, oblique, if there is a point. There is such a person in the group of women, really incongruous. Looking closely, I realized that he was actually a very good dancer. Although the dance is mostly female action, he is fat, movement is difficult to be in place, but his hands are not busy, feet are not chaotic, skillful and comfortable. Between his hands and feet, he actually showed some softness and charm. Only he looked forlorn, I do not know what block in the chest? This man is about 50 years old, similar to my age. He has a certain dance foundation, and when he was young, he might have stayed in a propaganda team. I think of the Corps, remembering the time in the company propaganda team, can not help but a burst of frustration.
Continue to walk. The roadside four old people playing cards, two men and two women. The old man playing cards is not as noisy as the young man. The old man is not as noisy as the young people playing poker. Is it his partner who wants to play poker and brings him along, or is he lonely and wants to see someone play poker? The center of the chess and cards is a long pavilion by the lake, playing chess, playing poker, rubbing mahjong, dozens of piles. On a stone table, four old men were rubbing mahjong, three or five old men gathered around to watch. There is an old man turned around, did not find a good seat, suddenly hand on the hexagonal craft window on the stone railing, a long leap onto the windowsill, sitting comfortably down to see. It's really good. When he withdrew his gaze, he caught a glimpse of an old man, standing under a tree outside the window, peeing. The nearest person was only two meters away from him. Can not help but smile.
Walking across the Nine-Qu Bridge, to the Hundred Flowers Chauffeur's Chauffeur's Chauffeur's Chauffeur. The stone monument on the Hundred Flowers Island was originally open, and then built a small pavilion to shelter it from the wind and rain. Pavilion in an old man, one foot on the base of the monument, the left hand holding a piano, the right hand manipulation bow, is pulling himself to sing. Singing is Beijing opera, its voice is cool, its meaning is generous. When it comes to high pitch, it is loud and clear. He was not fully clothed, with shoes and no socks, but he looked as if no one else was there, with extraordinary vigor. Such a man is rare nowadays. I stood aside and listened to several songs, but I felt that my blood was pumping, and I felt strong. Outside the pavilion there is another old man, sitting on the grass edge of the stone, listening. Listening to the rise, raised his head and opened his eyes, loudly exclaimed: "Good!" The old man turned back slightly, replied: "Thank you", the sound of the piano continues, but also to sing.
The wind, quietly, gently, gently blowing, the beautiful autumn girl came to the beautiful park.
Today, my mom and dad and I came to the beautiful park, into the park's front door, you can see the leaves of many trees have turned yellow, only the leaves of the pine tree, or green, even a leaf is not yellow. The leaves of the maple tree are very special, it fall, it is not yellow, not green, but red.
I smelled a burst of fragrance, I followed the fragrance to the beautiful flower bed, wow! Osmanthus all bloomed, the flowers are very small and a lot, is I want to pick one, suddenly, from the flower inside flew out two bees, I immediately began to be afraid, but the bees not only did not bite me, but also seems to be very courteous, slowly flew past me, autumn chrysanthemums opened, the hint of golden petals composed of a charming flower. The lake is covered with a layer of fine lines, and the lake is covered with a layer of silver-white veil, as if it is covered with a layer of fine veil.
Suddenly the sky fell a little rain, the rain tick tock fell in the lake, the lake swings up the rain gradually stopped, sitting on the Ferris wheel can see a beautiful rainbow, but I have not seen enough, the rainbow has disappeared vaguely. I came back to the lawn. The tips of the grass were starting to dry up and curl up. I climbed up the hill and looked down, the leaves on the trees still refused to leave the branches.