Environment description essay fragment labeled with the source

1. Sentences describing the natural environment, indicating the source

On the vast sea, the wind rolled and gathered the dark clouds.

Between the clouds and the sea, the petrels flew proudly like black lightning. 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 seagulls *** before the storm, - *** as they scuttled across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm, in the depths of the sea.

Full circle spring color can not be closed, a branch of red apricot out of the wall. The first time I saw this, I was in Surabaya, and the second time I saw it, I was in Surabaya, and the third time I saw it, I was in Surabaya. 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 color of the grass is far away, but there is none. The most favorable thing about spring is that it is absolutely superior to the smoke and willows that fill the imperial capital. The green of ten thousand branches is a little bit of red, and the color of the spring is not necessary to be much. 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 Meng Zhu 1 Spring is really a comforting spring, and the spring scenery 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 a musician gently plucked the strings, but also like the silkworms quietly swallowed 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 that you go to see Zhu Ziqing! 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, elegant earthy flavor came to the face. Spring came so quickly, 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 touching.

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 have buds full of branches, some buds bloom, some of the head 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 the coolness of this, 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.

2. Good paragraphs of environmental description and wonderful beginning and ending 5 paragraphs each

1. Spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail, and is gone in a flash.

2. The seagulls *** before the storm, - ***, they scampered across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea. 3, spring rain, sprinkled in the courtyard of the sycamore trees, rustling like musicians gently plucked the strings, like silkworms quietly swallowing mulberry leaves.

4, the grassland is like the sea! Just than the sea silence; grassland how like a painting without a frame, the vastness can not see the edge. 5, far from seeing a row of weeping willows, willow just green, green shadow in the breeze like a layer of green veil shrouded in willow after the plum blossoms, beautiful.

6. The sky is clear and the sun is shining. The spring girl is so sunny that she squints her eyes.

That tender green new leaves, that field of mist and light smoke, like her clothes. Along with her spring pace, the green grass, breaking out of the ground, simply to stand out of the top of the foot.

7, the end of autumn dusk always come very quickly, not waiting for the mountain evaporated by daylight on the water dissipated. The sun fell into the western mountains.

8. In the south, the sun is blazing in August. At noon, the sun curls up the leaves of the trees.

The 知了扯着长声聒个不停,给闷热的天气更添上一层烦燥。 9, green grass like grassland and a thin river, bare in the sun, from a distance, like a glowing silver necklace.

10, will be round not full moon, gradually rising to the sky. A transparent gray clouds, faint cover the moonlight, the field above, as if a light smoke, strands off, as falling into a dream.

11, hot face waiting for the wind, but the wind does not come. The sun in the blue dark sky *** hot shine; in the bank opposite us is a yellow-orange oat field, some places grow absinthe to, even a spike of wheat are not shaken.

12, the climate of the plateau, really called people can not catch. Suddenly happy, suddenly angry; suddenly the wind is full of sky, suddenly calm and motionless.

13, spring rain ah! It turns out that you followed the spring girl to the earth, so that the earth is vibrant, exuding fresh breath, your dexterous hand, pulling people's heartstrings, pulling people's beautiful hope. 14, spring has come, everything is recovering, willow tree drew out her tender and delicate branches.

Today it is raining, drizzling, Xuanwu Lake, rows of willow trees hidden in a blanket of rain, gradually disappeared into the fog. 15, the spring of Jiangnan is beautiful, the wind is very soft, the air is very fresh, the sun is very warm; wheat seedlings in the fields like a sea, starry villages are unsinkable boat, crisscrossing the curved river, the river willow branches spit out the shoots, reed edge drilled out put when through the green; river calm water, awakened from the winter's veil, by the colors of nature dressed in green and green.

16, a dark outside the window, and from time to time there is the sound of the sea wind whistling, but the house is very warm, the wife quietly waiting for her husband's return, and suddenly a strong tsunami wash rolled! 17, blue waves, green water surrounded, no silk and bamboo mess ears, no paperwork of labor penalty. A ring followed by a ring, the breeze, seems to have thousands of sadness, ripples in the lake.

18, the moon gradually rose, she was dressed in white gauze, serene and tranquil, gentle and generous. Her face like a silver plate, through the willow, leaving a gentle smile.

19, after the rain, the grassland, wildflowers, like a piece of flower headscarf just dipped in water, even the dewdrops are colorful! 20, A rolling plain, stretched out under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day. 21, the boundless plains are flat and vast, like a huge, dark green, large emerald disk, pale and vast, with a regal atmosphere.

22, the sun just showed its face, I walked along the creek to the village, so light clear fog, so moist wet earth smell, can not stop puffing in my face, drilling into my nose. 23, the valley of the arashi wind with heavy coolness, driving the white fog, wandering down the mountain; and the shadow of the mountain peaks, more quickly poured on the village, the shadow is getting thicker and thicker, gradually and the night mixed together, but soon, and the moon candles into a silver gray.

24. The latter part of the night after the fall. The moon went down, the sun was not yet out, and there was only an ebony blue sky; and everything was asleep but the things that traveled by night.

25, the autumn light stacked stacks of compound, latent degree of stealing three paths in the autumn, there is no spring colorful flowers, there is no summer lush and unusual green trees, there is no winter flurry of snowflakes, but the autumn has a fruitful fruit trees, bring people the joy of the harvest, and everywhere is the melon and fruits all over the place! 26, the fading rain, like a hazy smoke, covering the thousands of miles of the Huaihe River plain. 27, the road next to the wave like rolling high and low yellow soil.

The sun is buried in the yellow soil, glowing flesh red. But the sun also burned strange vigor, burned their skin and flesh into purple and black, and seemed to smell a burnt smell.

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3. The environment descriptive passage in the famous book should have the source and author

Above the curving lotus pond, the mesmerizing view is of the field of leaves. The leaves are very high up in the water, like the skirt of a ***. Layers of leaves in the middle, sporadically dotted with some white flowers, there are curly open, there are shyly dozen; as a grain of pearl, such as the stars in the blue sky, such as just out of the bath of the beauty. Breeze, send a wisp of fragrance, as if the distant high building faint song. At this time the leaves and flowers also have a tremor, like lightning, suddenly spread across the lotus pond over there. The leaves were side by side and close together, which is like a condensed blue wave mark. Underneath the leaves is a vein of running water, covered, can not see some color; but the leaves are more to see the style.

Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you do not let me, I do not let you, are full of flowers to catch up. The red like fire, pink

like Xia, white like snow. Flowers with a sweet flavor; closed eyes, the village seems to have been full of peaches, apricots, pears.

Thousands of bees buzzed under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes flitted about. The wildflowers were everywhere: miscellaneous, named

word, unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, but also winking and winking.

In the vast ocean, the wind is gathering clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the petrels are like black lightning, flying proudly.

At one moment its wings touched the waves, at another it arrowed straight at 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 shout, the dark clouds hear the strength of anger, the fire of passion and the confidence of victory.

The seagulls *** before the storm, - *** as they scuttled across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm, in the depths of the sea.

Not long after the sun set, the western sky, still burning a piece of orange-red evening sun. The sea, too, was colored red by this haze, and it was more spectacular than the view of the sky. Because it is active, whenever a row of waves rise, the haze reflected on the crest of the waves, red and bright, almost like a piece of HuoHuo burning fire, flickering, disappeared. And the row behind it, flickered and rolled and surged again.

The haze of the sky faded, and the crimson turned to scarlet, and the scarlet to light red. Finally, when all this red light disappeared, the sky, which suddenly seemed high and far away, took on a solemn look. The earliest star of the beginning appeared, and twinkled in the deep blue of the sky. It is so big, so bright, the entire desert sky only it there radiating eye-catching light, like a light hanging in the sky.

The smoky days of summer were also beautiful, though the hunters did not like them. You can't shoot on these days, because the birds flap their wings at your feet and immediately disappear into the white, stagnant smoke. Yet how silent it is all around, so silent that it is hard to describe! Everything is awakened, and yet everything is silent. You pass by a tree which, without moving, is at ease. A long dark shadow appears in front of you through the mist that spreads evenly through the air. You think it is a wood close by; you walk past it, and the wood becomes a tall row of absinth growing over a field-boundary. Above you, and all around you, there is fog everywhere. But then the wind blows gently out, a patch of pale blue sky is revealed through the thin, smoke-like mist, and the golden sunlight suddenly intrudes, shines in a long band of light, falls over the field, and burrows into the wood,-and then all is obscured again. The struggle went on for a long time; but the light at last triumphed, and the last bursts of smoke warmed by the sun sometimes condensed and spread out flat, sometimes hovered and disappeared into the azure heights of the softly glowing sky, and the day became magnificently clear and bright.

Analysis: this passage is "The Book of Insects" in the description of the insects in a paragraph, through metaphors, lists and other rhetorical devices, vivid image of the insects in front of the reader's eyes, they "can be scared off the natural enemy" of the reasons to show, play a role in pointing out the main idea

Paragraph I

The woman sat in the middle of the courtyard, her fingers twisting the long, silky reeds. The reeds are thin and fine, and they are jumping in her arms.

How many reeds are there in Baiyangdian? I don't know. The first thing you need to know is how many reeds are produced each year. I don't know. I only know that every year when the reeds are yellow, the whole precipitation of the reed harvest, stacked up, in the square around the Baiyangdian, became a great wall of reeds. The women, in the field and courtyard, weaving mats. How many mats have been made? In June, the precipitation water is full, there are countless boats, transporting silver-white shiny mat export, soon, all over the city villages, all have a pattern and dense, and exquisite mat with. Everyone fought to buy: "Good mat, Baiyangdian mat!"

The woman was weaving the mat. Soon underneath her body, a large area was braided. She was like sitting on a piece of white snow, also like sitting on a piece of white clouds. She sometimes looked into the precipitation, which was also a silver-white world. The surface of the water is covered with a thin layer of transparent fog, the wind blew over, with the fresh fragrance of lotus leaves and flowers.

Appreciation of all the scene language is the language of love", the work of the scene, are the characters in the eyes of the scene, but also full of characters in the heart of the love. In the eyes of Mrs. Shuisheng, everything in her hometown is so beautiful, reflecting her love for her hometown. It also provides a background for the characters' activities. This description of the scene renders a fresh and tranquil atmosphere. Mrs. Shuisheng lives and labors in such a background, which accentuates the image of Mrs. Shuisheng's diligence and simplicity.

The second paragraph they ran to the size of the acres of lotus precipitation to go, the boundless dense layers of large lotus leaves, stretching out against the sun, like a copper wall. The pink lotus arrows sticking out high are the sentries monitoring Baiyangdian! This text in the novel has the role of unfolding and promoting the development of the storyline: it is because the lotus precipitation lotus leaves are dense, the enemy chased them, they look there to run, it is because the lotus precipitation lotus leaves are dense, Shuisheng they will be there to play the ambush, it is because the lotus precipitation lotus leaves are dense, Shuisheng they will play the ambush will be successful, it is because the lotus precipitation lotus leaves are dense, they will be there to meet with them in the unforeseen. This text is not related to the plot skillfully and naturally meet together, played the role of unfolding, promote the storyline.

The breeze had ceased; the grass stood erect, like copper wire. A shivering sound, in the air more and more trembling thin, thin to no, all around is dead quiet. The two men stood in the withered grass, looking up at the crow; the crow, too, stood with its head shrunk, cast in iron, among the straight branches of the trees.

The main function of this passage is to render a bleak and dead atmosphere, which is to emphasize the sad and numb mood of Grandma Xia Si, and at the same time to insinuate and criticize the ignorance and numbness of the people in the society at that time.

Paragraph four pushed open the west window, is the golden Tiananmen Square. The Yanshan Mountain folds as the capital of the verdant barrier.

Beyond the south window, you can see the towers of Zhengyangmen and Chongwenmen and the dome of the Temple of Heaven rising from the ancient city wall. Beijing is so lovely! At the beginning of the founding of the country, it was vibrant. Though a hundred things are still in bloom, it is already in a state of ten thousand colors.

--- Xu Chi "Geological Light"

Appreciation of this environmental description, not only wrote the magnificent scenery of Beijing, but also set off the Li Siguang returned to the motherland of the kind of joy, excited patriotic ideological feelings.

Paragraph four says that everyone came to Qin's room. Just to the door of the room, there is a fine sweet scent to attack people. Baoyu felt eyes molasses bone soft, even said "good fragrance!" Into the room to the wall, there is a painting of Tang Pak Fu, on both sides of the Song bachelor Qin Taixu wrote a pair of couplets, the couplet Yun:

Tender cold lock dream because of the spring cold, the aroma of people is the fragrance of wine. On the case of Wu Zetian on that day in the mirror room set up the mirror, one side of the Flying Swallow stood and danced over the gold plate, the plate was filled with An Lushan thrown over the papaya that hurt the milk of the real. Above the set of Princess Shouchang in Hanyang His Royal Highness lying couch, hanging with the Chang Princess system of the joint pearl tent. Baoyu smiled and said: "Here is good!" Qin's laugh: "I this house about the gods can also live." Said personally unfolded the Xizi coated coverlet, moved the red lady held the duck pillow. This sets off the image of the master of the house, one of the twelve hairpins of the Golden Hairpin, *** Qin Keqing, who opposes the traditional feudal rites and pursues individuality

5. Excerpts from the environmental descriptions (to be sourced)

The second paragraph of Sun Li's Lotus Flower Precipice is written like this:

How many reeds are there in Baiyangdian? I don't know. How many reeds are produced every year? I don't know. I only know that every year, when the reeds are yellow, the whole precipitation of the reed harvest, stacked up, in the square around the Baiyangdian, it became a great wall of reeds. The women, in the field and courtyard, weaving mats. How many mats have been made? In June, the precipitation water is full, there are countless boats, transporting silver-white shiny mat export, soon, all over the city villages, all have a pattern and dense, and exquisite mat with. Everyone fought to buy: "Good mat, Baiyangdian mat!"

This bright and simple text of the text, explaining the group image to be portrayed in this article - the environment in which the aquatic sister-in-laws live: beautiful and rich. Beautiful and rich water town, a group of pure and simple women. People and nature reflect each other, complement each other, adding to the poetic meaning of the article.

6. Environmental description excerpts (to source)

Sun Li's "Lotus Dian" second paragraph is written: to ask how many reeds in Baiyangdian? I don't know.

How many reeds are produced every year? I don't know. I only know that every year, when the reeds are yellow, the whole precipitation of the reed harvest, stacked up, in the square around Baiyangdian, it became a great wall of reeds.

Women, in the field of courtyard weaving mat. How many mats have been made? In June, the water is full of precipitation, there are countless boats, transportation of silver-white shiny mat export, soon, the cities and villages around the world, all have a pattern and dense, and exquisite mat with.

Everyone scrambled to buy: "Good mat, Baiyangdian mat!" This bright and simple text of the text, explaining the group image to be portrayed in this article - the environment in which the women live: beautiful and rich. The beautiful and rich water town, a group of pure and simple women.

People and nature reflect each other, complement each other, adding to the poetic meaning of the article.