In winter, it snows heavily. White snow fell on the hawthorn tree, like wearing a white cotton-padded jacket. Standing under the tree, I seem to feel that there is also a sour and sweet taste in the snow.
In the cold winter, the branches are covered with snow grains, and the branches seem to grow white pearls. If it snows harder, it's like covering a tree with a thick quilt. This is really a beautiful sight.
There are several rows of trees in front of my house. I don't know what they are. Every day, these trees stand tall and straight under the baptism of the wind and snow, and only a few of them grow crooked.
Trees in southern winter are always covered with a layer of green yarn. She always stands on the street corner silently, and her only friend is the wind. Every time we meet, she always shakes the leaves excitedly.
2. Describe the appearance of poplar in winter (sketch) When the leaves of poplar fall for the first time in the autumn wind, the scene of falling leaves is very spectacular, so I just use the word unstoppable. Think of the scene where poplar leaves first make sounds in spring.
I can't help sighing for the bare and lonely poplars in autumn. It's like sighing about the time that has passed in a hurry. Poplar trees in winter look arrogant and free and easy. Has everything in the past been abandoned?
Giving up the past will sometimes make people have an illusion about it, make people feel sympathy and make some people feel sorry for you. However, abandoning the past is also a rebirth. Just like this poplar tree waiting quietly.
You see, it is like a big brush now, full of energy, waiting for a great painter to master it. Accompanied by poplars are pine trees. Poplar trees are often as beautiful as pine trees when they are flourishing. but
In winter, the bare poplar stands out against the pine trees, but it is very unique and luxurious, as if it is the only one in this cold wind. On the contrary, the pine trees on the side show a bleak scene. Looking at Yang from a distance
Trees, those towering branches shine in the winter sun. I feel that poplar trees in winter are pursuing another boundary in life. All life has a highest state, though.
Out of reach, but everywhere, guiding you anytime and anywhere. Just like an ordinary winter poplar in a college of agriculture and animal husbandry. Many people open their eyes and only see some trees falling leaves on a boring winter day.
Poplar trees, rows of new tall buildings, old huts, yellow weeds, and people or things that are not interesting. If you look at the winter scene with nostalgic eyes like me, you really see a lot of truth.
Here comes the sincere thing. I saw a brand-new self from the poplar trees in winter. I prefer reading a good book behind closed doors. After reading the book, I will go to a nearby place alone.
Enjoy the surrounding scenery on the way to the Woods. Feel the simplicity of nature, so that I can always keep my innate innocence. If a middle-aged woman who has gone through many vicissitudes is not in her heart,
If she is naive, she won't like tall poplars in winter. Poplar and pine trees live together, which is normal in Linzhi Agriculture and Animal Husbandry College in Tibet. They are like two romantic lovers.
A charming ancient scholar. I can also walk through the gap between the branches of poplar and pine trees and see the red roofs and blue roofs of Tibetan houses scattered on the hillside in the distance. If you look further, you must take a step back.
Only in this way can you see the Grey Tiger Mountain further away. The highest peak has snow, and the mysterious blue sky sets off the snow-capped mountains. All this naturally gives me infinite pure pleasure. myself
I compare my life to poplar trees in winter, just to be more noble. At the same time, in such enjoyment, I am extremely grateful to God! Although my youth is not
Moreover, my mind has broadened a lot and I understand what is really beautiful.
3. Words and sentences describing flowers and trees: 1. Poetry is everywhere, and there are things at any time-Song. Ling Mei by Zhang Dodge; 2. Spring City is full of flowers-Tang Dynasty. Cold food in Han Hong; There should be no fragrance in your hand songs. Wang Anshi's Manna Song; 4. An apricot is out of the wall-Ye Songshao Weng's "Not Worth Visiting the Garden" 6. He who knows the east wind will always spring —— Song Zhuxi's Spring Day 7. The sun rises, the river is red, and in spring, the river is as green as blue-Tang Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan 8. You don't have to have a lot of green flowers to move spring. Selling Apricot Flowers in Deep Alleys in Ming Dynasty —— A Tour of Spring Rain in Lin 'an by Song Lu 10. The shadows are shallow, and the faint fragrance is floating in the dusk of the month-Song Linbu's Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden 1 1. The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse is spent in the stream head in spring-
Pay on behalf of "12. Spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, but it is misty and chaotic-Song. Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand 13. In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu 14. There are many fragrant grasses in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and the spring is continuous —— The lotus flower reflects the sun in a different color —— Song Yang Wanli's Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple 16. The flowers bloom helplessly, but it seems like deja vu —— Shu's Huanxisha 17. It's not that chrysanthemum is favored among flowers, but that this flower is more barren-Chrysanthemum by Tang Yuanzhen. Song. Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou" 20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -The folk song Jiangnan of Han Yuefu 2 1. Xiao He only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies stand at the top-Song Yangwan 53. In "Little Pool" 22. The leaves are dry and rainy, the water is clear and round, and the wind blows at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Lian Gai 23. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. Frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's Mountain Walk 25. There are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world —— Shi's "Recent Flowers" 26. Wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-Don Bai Juyi's Biegu Grass 27. The sky is drizzling, the autumn is crisp, but the grass color is not close at hand-Tang Hanyu. But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken! Don.
Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn 29. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Southern Dynasties. Beam. Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi" 30. The birds in the river are too white, and the mountains are too white —— Tang Du Fu's Two Jueju 3 1. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet with warm water by the river-stone "Hui Chong Seventy-eight". The night view by the river. Flowers are getting charming.
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4. sentences describing trees here are some sentences I found about writing trees. I hope they can help you _ Song, Song! The solar terms are strong and yin, which can resist the age of 20 and relieve winter.
Mouth invasion blue cold, Lin Song Qingfeng Mountain, shaped like a cover, like a dragon. The wind rustled in the leaves and the branches were covered with shadows. Four seasons often hold gentleman's exercises, and five strains have been sealed by doctors.
(Feng Menglong; It's time to light up "Cui's official's son Bai Xiao beckons the demon" and "negative textbook" (pages 265-266). Two big locust trees outside the door are like two big hens with black wings of charity, as if to cover up the five or six families below. (Lao She: "Four Generations under One Family", page 43) This elm tree is in the northwest corner of the garden, and the wind is coming. This elm tree whistles first; When it rains, the big elm trees smoke first.
As soon as the sun comes out, the leaves of the big elm tree shine like mussels on the beach. (Hong Xiao: Biography of Hulan River, pp. 64-65) In summer, a row of tall poplars along the Jinshui River stands at the foot of Mangshan Mountain like dozens of giants.
Its stiff body stretched out into the sky, and its thick dark green leaves sparkled in the sun. No matter how small the wind blows, it always screams at the valley and always opens its throat to sing to the people in Baiyangshu Village.
(Lee Joon: Poplar, Biography of Li Shuangshuang, pp. 34-35) A heavy snow covered Shan Ye with a quilt-it was winter. Only pine trees are not afraid of the cold snow and ice, but still stand in the snow, shaking their bodies with the cold northwest wind, making a shrill roar, as if they were deliberately contemptuous of winter.
Legend has it that pine trees are evergreen all the year round, and they are not afraid of winter, because the Tang Priest passed by this mountain when he was learning scriptures, and he was anxious to avoid the monster's pursuit. He accidentally cut his arm by a pine branch, and the needles of the pine tree were stained with the blood of Tang priest, and he lived forever. (Feng Deying's "Bitter Flowers" page 1-2) The branches of the big pagoda tree are round, covered with dark green leaves, with clusters of white and yellow flowers, which are full of fragrance.
It looks like a big natural tent, blocking the sunshine in the west. The light spots of flowers screened from leaves are scattered on their bodies and faces.
This place used to be very cool, but now the cool air also has a stirring power. (Haoran: sunny day, page 257) I finally found a big beech with full branches and spectacular leaves, which appeared in front of the trees with crossed branches and leaves and challenged me like an ancient king summoning the enemy to fight alone.
Every branch and leaf of this beech brave soil is so solid and well-defined, showing such a vibrant and unique look. Its confident expression really dazzled me. ([Germany] Keller: Green Henry, page 179) There is a tall pine tree standing alone, stretching its melancholy head and its twisted branches and fan-shaped leaves like a forgotten sentry, and its whole body is blown dry and cracked by the aging northwest wind (this is a natural punishment).
([France] Dumas' Count of Quito Mountain, p. 295) There is a twig that reflects artificial light and suddenly protrudes from the bush like a drama. The arm that has lost the luster of the leaves is more solemn, darker and more terrible. It is held high in the night sky, and the bleak treetops are hidden in the eternal darkness, as if complaining about the light shining on its roots. ([Russia] Nikolai Nikolai Gogol: Dead Soul, p. 238) Only in a few summer evenings, it (poplar) stands alone in the low bushes, facing the red light of the sunset, bathed in the same lux from root to tip, shining and trembling, or, on a sunny and windy day, it rolls noisily and whispers in the blue sky.
([Russia] Turgenev's Hunter's Notes, page 28/kloc-0) The trunk of the apple tree is covered with dry moss, and the jagged bare branches are dotted with a few red and green leaves, which bend into the air like an old man's elbow. ([Russia] Turgenev: Virgin Land, page 33 1) There is an oak tree by the roadside.
It is about ten times as old as the birch in the forest, ten times as thick and twice as tall. This is a big tree, its waist is as big as two hugs. Obviously, some of its branches were broken a long time ago, and its skin has scars.
It has big, ugly, jagged arms, jointed hands and fingers. It stands among the smiling birch trees, like an ancient, strict and arrogant monster. Only the dead evergreen fir is dotted in the middle of the forest, and this oak tree refuses to give in to the magic of spring and cares nothing about spring and sunshine.
([Russia] lev tolstoy: War and Peace, p. 697) ... At this time, a lonely poplar tree appeared on the mountain. Who planted it? Why was it born there? Only God knows. It's hard for you to take your eyes off its slim figure and green clothes.
Is this beauty happy? Hot in summer, cold in winter, windy and snowy; On the terrible autumn night, I only saw the darkness, and I heard nothing but the whistling wind. The worst thing is that I have been lonely all my life ... ([Russia] Chekhov: Grassland, Selected Novels of Chekhov, page 156- 157) Occasionally, a weeping willow hangs limply like a corpse. ([France] Mo Bosang: "Life" Page 5) The tree-lined road soaked by continuous autumn rain stretches under the trembling poplar trees.
Poplar trees have almost become bare, and dead leaves have fallen to the ground. The slender branches are swaying in the cold wind, shaking the residual leaves that are about to float into the air.
These only yellow and golden leaves, like endless autumn rain all day long, let dead branches fly around and fall to the ground. ([France] Mo Bosang; Life, page 75) The leaves of buttonwood and bodhisattva trees have withered in the high wind.
Whenever the cold wind blows, the frosted leaves suddenly break away from the branches and fly in the wind like a flock of birds. ([France] Mo Bosang; At this time, the evening breeze caused a commotion among some tall old elms deep in the garden ... the elms were like giants whispering to each other.
5. Good words about trees in autumn A) Ancient poems describing spring
1, Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.
2, Jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
3. The light rain in Tianjie is crisp, and the grass color is close but not close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
There were no flowers in the Spring Festival, but grass buds were seen in early February. Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
5, three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, Chunjiang plumbing duck prophet.
6, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring. (Song? Zhu's "Spring Day")
7, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. (Southern Song Dynasty? Zhinan monk "Jueju")
8, flowers are getting lost, shallow grass can have no horseshoe. (Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour")
9. The moon surprises the birds, and the sound enters the spring stream. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
10, the spring tide came late with rain, and there was no boat crossing the field. (Wei "In Xixi Chuzhou")
(2) Ancient poems describing Xia.
1, it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
2, the red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
3, the bright moon does not surprise magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
4, seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points before the rain. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. (Song? Qin Guan's "Dark Days in March")
(C) Poetry describing autumn
1, the autumn wind starts in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees fall yellow, and the geese return to the south.
2, the autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, and the vegetation shakes the frost.
3. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
5. In August, the wind howled and Sanhe grass rolled in my house.
6, the mountains and rivers are clear and frosty, and several trees are dark red and light yellow.
7, red candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.
8. Trees and trees are all autumn colors, and mountains and mountains are just shining. (Tang? Wang Ji's "Wild Hope")
9. Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, waves, cold smoke and green waves. (Song? Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering)
(4) Ancient poems describing winter
1, what is the snow like? The air difference of salt spraying can be simulated, but the catkins are not due to the wind.
2, a vine path is green, and the snow peak is clear.
3, Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats, blowing down Xuanyuantai.
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
5. Liufeihua came into the room and sat and watched the bamboo turn into a lovely branch.
6. I'm so surprised that my pillow is cold and my window is bright. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
7. Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? (Tang? Han Yu's Two Poems by Li Hua)
6. A passage describing the winter wind. The cold winter came to the world, the branches were bare, the grass withered and the earth was desolate. Only pine trees and cypresses barely maintain that little green.
The first thing that calls for winter is the wind. It changes from warm spring breeze to hot air, from cool autumn wind to cold wind in winter.
Just entering winter, the wind is not so cold, but it is very windy. Trees on the roadside swayed with the wind and whined from time to time. The streets are dusty, and the scraps of paper scattered on the ground are swept into the sky by the wind and fly high in the gloomy sky.
Almost all the pedestrians on the road closed their mouths as if they were blocked. Squinting, many women and children wrapped their heads in scarves. Cyclists who ride against the wind, like athletes, bend down and exert themselves; But people who follow the trend put their feet gently on the car and step on the pedal, like a ship with sails raised, sliding forward quickly.
Gradually, the weather became cold and the wind became much colder. In the morning, the cold wind blows on the face like a knife, the poplar branches on the roadside dance wildly in the wind, and the dry branches make a "click" sound from time to time. The withered grass on the roadside hangs its head listlessly, shivering in the strong wind and making a rustling sound.
The northwest wind roared like a lion, mixed with dead branches and dust, which brought a snowy winter.
This is the winter wind.
7. Poems describing flowers in winter 1 "Early Plum" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Wei
A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge. (Village Road One Worker: Lincun)
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
Explanation:
There is a tree with plum blossoms that blooms early and its branches are as white as jade. It is far from the village road where people come and go, and close to the bridge.
People don't know that the cold plum blooms by the stream as early as now, and they think it's snow that hasn't melted since winter.
2. Bai Mei Yuan Qu: Wang Mian
This body is in a forest of ice and snow, different from peaches and plums.
Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li.
Explanation:
Bai Mei grew up in a forest of ice and snow, instead of being mixed with peach blossoms and plum blossoms, he was reduced to secular dust.
Suddenly, the fresh fragrance of this night came to my face and scattered into the Wan Li Spring Festival between heaven and earth.
3. Song Xueli Dynasty in Qingping Music Year: Li Qingzhao
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes.
I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
Explanation:
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I was often addicted to the interest in plum blossom. Later, although Mei Zhi had it, she was not in a good mood to enjoy it. She just wiped it casually, but tears flowed all over her clothes.
When the plum blossom bloomed again this year, I lived alone in a very remote place, and my short and thin hair in my ears had turned gray. It's hard to see the blooming plum blossoms when the wind blows that night.
4, "Plum Blossom quatrains Part I" Song Dynasty: Lu You
The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Explanation:
It is said that the plum blossoms on the mountain are blooming against the morning breeze, and the trees on the hillside around the mountain are as white as snow.
Is there any way to turn my body into hundreds of billions? Let every plum tree have a Land Rover in front of it.
5. "Xue Mei II" Song Dynasty: Lu Meipo
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
Explanation:
Only plum blossoms without snowflakes seem to have no spiritual temperament. If it snows without poetry, it will be tacky.
When I wrote this poem at sunset in winter evening, it just snowed again. Then look at the plum blossom snowflakes in full bloom, as gorgeous and vibrant as spring.
8. How about a beautiful poem about winter and snow 1? It can simulate the air difference of salt spraying. If catkins weren't for the wind. -Xie An's Snow Poems
2. The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is floating in Wan Li. -* * "Qinyuan Spring Snow"
3, don't come to the spring and a half, it is heartbreaking. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"
4, heavy snow is loose, loose and straight. You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting. -Chen Yi's Song Qing
5. The ground is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as palms. Laugh to death Tao Yuanming, because you don't drink that wine. -Li Bai's "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"
6, the imperial city is cold and cold, Luo Wuchun. Only then did I see the dark clouds on the ridge and the snow on the rocks, which was shocking. -Yuan Zhen Qin Xue
7. The wind blows the horn bow, and the general hunts Weicheng. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -Wang Wei's Hunting