Sky-high, towering, tall, thick, sturdy, thriving, pale, pale
The verdant, straight, straight, straight and straight, luxuriant, lush
Thick, dense, flourishing, green, greenish, greenish, lush, handsome, verdant
Green, inky, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green.
Swinging lightly.
The cedar, stretching and standing branch, like a towering pagoda, both upright, and lush, and even every pine needle is a gas.
The trunk of the beauty pine is straight, and it is swaying straight up to the sky, unfolding her green arms in the air, and looking at it from afar, it looks like a beautiful girl.
The pine tree is like a dark cloud, so thick that it can't blow into the wind; and the needle and leaf crevice, but hanging a string of large pine tower.
The pines were like a sea of green; in the sea of green, a young pine tree was green and green, pavilion upward.
Climbing up among the ancient cypresses, it is really secluded, the air is full of the cypress leaves of the green bitter flavor, it seems to be in the incense and fire of the pavilion.
The main trunk of the cypress tree is straight, not a bit of bending, dense, thick branches and leaves, the sharp top of the tree into the white night sky.
Under the moonlight, this ancient acacia leaves are so lush, the branches are so thick, and from afar, it really looks like a warrior with a sword in his hand, and like a giant that stands on top of the sky.
During the day, the tree stretched out its arms to shade me; at night, the leaves rustled and whispered, like a lullaby sung by a grandmother, so that I soon entered a sweet dream.
The old acacia tree swings its branches and leaves in the breeze, like a happy old man, watching us play and smiling at us.
The big acacia tree has a round branch cover, full of black-green leaves, and a bunch of white and yellow flowers, with a fragrance, like a big natural tent, blocking the western sun.
This big banyan tree, each leaf is green and blue, in the sunlight, the tree seems to be hanging countless bright and dark sapphires.
The spring wind blew, the old elm tree on the green new clothes, full of campus students also with the old elm tree one after another put on the latest and most colorful clothes, the old elm tree has become an angel of beauty.
Whenever the spring flowers bloom, the elm trees, as if with the brightly colored peaches and apricots to compete with the beauty of the soft green branches filled with reddish flowers.
The small birch tree outside the window, standing in the watery moonlight, gently swaying like a pet, full of green leaves, longing for the moisturizing of the night dew.
The tiny sycamore is only two chopsticks high, as thin as my finger, the top of the turquoise trunk, topped with a brown bud, like a dark red jewel carved, covered with fine hair.
The eye is a tall sycamore tree, it is higher than a six-story building, you have to look up to see it like a large umbrella-like canopy; it is like a loyal guard, day and night guarding the campus, "defense" of our lovely campus.
Ah, hometown of Yaotong tree, in many trees your trunk is not tall and straight, your flowers, leaves, fruit and seed kernel is not the most handsome; but you have a wide range of uses, you quietly dedicate themselves to mankind.
The flowers of the lychee tree are creamy white, slowly turning yellowish, clusters of clusters and green leaves against, from a distance, the whole lychee garden is like a sea of yellow flowers, beautiful.
In front of us stands a tall maple tree, which looks like a giant in the sky and a mighty sentry, with a thick, straight trunk sticking straight up into the sky, and at the tip of the tree, clusters of red maple leaves, like a flame.
Many of the leaves of the miscellaneous trees have turned golden, but the maple tree's leaves are a fiery red, they are wrong with the green pines, it is really a rare brocade on earth.
The red leaves washed by the clouds, just like the red agate stained with dewdrops, glittering, looking from a distance, the hillside seems to fly over a group of streams of fire, burning, burning ......
The spring breeze was warm like a burst of mulberry buds came out, emerald, watery, green, green and tender, green, green and delightful.
Morning mulberry leaves are especially fresh and nutritious, silkworms will grow quickly if they eat them, and on the petiole of the mulberry leaves that have just been removed, the sap is still trickling down in drops.
The spruce tree has a kind of unchanging silence, in the reflection of the snowy peaks, green, pale green, great.
There are a few tall firs on the hillside, extremely peculiar, high and twisted trunk, sparse and staggered branches, snow-like branches and leaves, like a group of ancient fossils.
The neem tree has a tall trunk, dense leaves, and small snow-white flowers, and from a distance, the clusters of small white flowers look like a snowflake falling from the sky.
The sunflower tree is simple and unassuming, never changing clothes throughout the year, thick and sturdy, solid, just stretching out its wide palms, the sharp fingers, like countless long swords, pointing to the inequalities in life.
Look, the nanmu young delicate, green leaves crystal, elegant as a brush; slightly higher, long and slender, pavilion, like a slender waist dancer; thick, direct vault, support a green cloud, as if the giant columns rushing to the sky.
Dissolving moonlight, camphor trees are so lush and luxuriant, dense leaves like wax, hazily emitting moist light.
Autumn quietly came to earth, many trees yellow leaves, with the gusts of autumn winds, falling one after another, and loquat trees are not only green, vibrant, and pregnant with the future of the buds to go, really like pink, silver-white clouds.
Spring, fine rain like silk, an orange tree sucked the manna of spring, they stretch the emerald branches, a narrow leaf in the breeze laughing.
Summer, osmanthus tree full of green leaves as if coated with a layer of green oil, a breeze blew, osmanthus tree stretching its evergreen branches and leaves, swaying slightly with the wind, in the sunlight glittering green light.
Spring, the apricot tree stretching the tender green leaves, opened a small white and red flowers, from a distance, as if a pink haze, the hometown dressed unusually beautiful, close to a smell, a fragrance poured out, refreshing.
The persimmon tree is full of heavy persimmons, these red persimmons, like a small red lantern, in the dense and verdant hollywood trees, appear more bright and lovely.
Spring is here, in the drizzle, the pomegranate tree greedily sucked the manna of spring; the branches of the tree spit out small buds, the spring wind blew, the buds gradually turned into small green leaves, full of green leaves in the breeze soughing sound.
Summer, the walnut tree branches on the young leaves into a lush branches, those like a small fan like the leaves form a large green umbrella, the sun covered tightly, giving people a shade.
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The willow by the river and lake is the pride of nature. When the wind is calm, the willow seems to be a gentle girl with long hair, spilling her head full of green silk into the water. When the wind blew, the willow branches gently brushed the surface of the water, calm as a mirror of the river (lake) surface rose a microwave, as if a highly skilled speed skater skating on the ice, leaving a shallow white bar behind. Soon, the water was calm again.
Willow branches in early spring to view the most elegant, as if from a distance is a light green smoke; close up to give a person a fresh, quiet feeling. At this time the willow leaves are soft and slender, but also with a fine fluff, like a young girl's hazy sleep, no wonder the ancients called "willow eyes". Yuan Zhen's poem says: "The willow eyes are all open, the plum heart is already moving." And in the eyes of Li Shangyin is: "flowers beard willow eyes each rogue, purple butterflies and yellow bees have feelings." But even better is He Zhizhang's aria of the willow: "Jasper is made up into a tall tree, and ten thousand threads hang down the green silk sash. I don't know who cuts the fine leaves, but the February spring breeze is like scissors." In any case, they are praising the willow in early spring.
When winter and spring came, the trees that had lost their leaves early were slow to sprout, but the willow tree was the first to awaken under the afterglow of winter. It shakes its spirit, stretches its limbs vigorously, like a returning warrior, facing the cold wind, defying all odds to take the lead in spitting out the green, wearing a burnt yellow and tender green new clothes, looking forward to the return of the little swallow. At this time, we just look up, between the branch tops covered with a layer of light smoke and mist mantle, the slender branches of an emerald shoots, quietly to the earth to bring the good news of spring.
The straight, thick trunk of the poplar tree is higher than the roof of the building, and we can only see its umbrella-like crown when we look up. The poplar stands out not only because it's tall, but also because of its silvery-white trunk and dense green satin-like foliage. It stood out from the acacias and pines that surrounded it. The poplar tree stood quietly in the playground, as if a weathered, kind and amiable old man, bowed his head and smiled, and accompanied us to sing, dance and play with great interest. A wind blew through the treetops, the leaves clattered, how like the old man issued a cheerful laughter ah!
In the fall, all kinds of flowers and trees are withered, this poplar also fell leaves. Autumn wind blew, pieces of yellow leaves flying all over the sky, like a group of butterflies, but also like a small handkerchief from the sky. We saved them into piles for winter warmth. Although the small poplar is no longer embellished with blue leaves, but it has not lost its former style, still standing up to the wind, giving us enlightenment.
Yang Spring March, the bubble tree blossomed, its flowers like a trumpet, pinkish purple, along the branches of the tree, bunches and bunches of pointing to the sky, stretching around, exuding a light fragrance. Many small bees are drilling between the flowers, as if counting how many fragrant flowers there are. In the hot summer, paulownia tree leaves like sunflower fan spread wide, green so thick, so lovely, how like the lotus leaves in the pond ah! A paulownia tree is like a large open umbrella, strictly covered the baking sun, bring people cool.
From the hot springs on the mountain, all the way to see the verdant peaks, brown cliffs and so on, but the most striking is that a tall maple. Along the way, you can see the crags standing between the maple trees, branches and leaves, as if covered with a red cloud. Scattered in the evergreen forest of maple trees, some tall and straight, like flags flying; some slender and elegant, like flowers, more and more appear bright and lovely, charm moving. School playground north of a row of cypress trees, like guards in front of the office. Its trunk is straight, pointing to the blue sky, the branches are also straight, and close together, all up. The leaves are short, round, sharp and hard, like short needles. The cypress tree not only has a strong and powerful posture, but also has an indomitable quality. Whether it is the hot summer, or snowy winter, always lush, head high, it is the hard head of the tree.
From a distance, the leaves of the neem tree are dark green, but when you get closer, they become green green green. Its branches grow quite high, the roots of the tree to the branch, the bark has some like spots like spots on the black lines, just like the spots on the zebra. When you peel off the bark and taste it, you can tell that it is bitter. Maybe that's why it's called "neem"!
At the height of summer, the leaves of the acacia tree begin to flourish, becoming much denser and greener than in spring. In June, the acacia tree bloomed a lot of small pink flowers, like a small pink pompoms dotted in the green leaves, making the acacia tree look beautiful and young. When a breeze blew by, the pink flowers floated down from the tree like a small parachute.
At this time, some female students grabbed those pink flowers, some put them in the middle of the pages of the book, some put them on their heads, some pressed them into a fan shape
, and then played with them as a small fan, which was really fragrant and beautiful. In the spring, the bauhinia tree grows tender green branches and leaves, just like a slim and beautiful girl. In summer, the bauhinia tree's branches and leaves to the four sides of the extension of their own into a large green umbrella, the dense branches and leaves of the sun to speed the sunlight tightly, even though the sunlight desperately to the top of the tree drilling no way to penetrate down. In the late fall, the tree was filled with brightly colored flowers, some purple and red, some white. This is when the Plant Magician transforms herself into an embroiderer and embroiders beautiful flowers under a big green umbrella.
The cold winter, goose feather snow flying in the air, the bitter cold wind whistling violently swaying the pine tree. Large snowflakes fell towards the pine tree, and its branches were covered with thick snow. The wind and the snow tried to conquer the pine tree, but the pine tree overcame the wind and the snow again and again with its tenacity and waited for the arrival of spring.
The toon tree was very, very tall, as tall as a two-story building. The canopy of the tree was lush and covered the entire yard. While the summer sun was blazing, our small yard was cooled by the shadows of the trees. We did our homework and played poker under the trees, sometimes grandpa and grandma drank tea and chatted under the trees, and mom and dad read the newspaper and talked under the trees.
Before and after the rainy season, the toon trees sprout young shoots, which are Beijingers' favorite "fresh food". Fried toon fish, toon with tofu, toon beans, toon scrambled eggs and toon with noodles are all mouth-watering. The young shoots on the branches, which have just been picked off, come out again in a few days, red and tender, so bright and lovely. Toon picking! My father used a long pole to hook the toon, and the young shoots fell down like raindrops. I carried a plastic tub to pick them up, and in a while, I filled a tub full of them and gave them to my neighbors and friends to taste, and everyone praised them for their tenderness and fragrance.
Whenever the spring rain falls, it is as light as a falling leaf, as thin as a cow's hair, and as long as a thread, sprinkling the earth densely. At this time, the laurel tree stretches out its young branches, and one oval leaf laughs in the drizzle. When the young leaves of the laurel tree first grow, they are red in color, and from a distance they look like a red flower dotted among the green leaves. Gradually, they turn into soft green, and the long-growing leaves are dark green, which makes you feel comfortable. When the sky is high and the autumn wind is blowing, the osmanthus blossom is in full bloom. Its flowers are small, consisting of four petals with a few stamens in the center. Then several small flowers form a clump or cluster of flower bulbs growing on the branches.
Just after the Qingming Festival, countless blossoms grew on the branches of the apple tree. The blossoms are light red in color, so bright and lovely. With the warming of the atmosphere, the flower bones gradually grow. late April, the flowers on the apple tree and other flowers, scrambling to open, a glimpse of the apple garden into a sea of flowers. As far as the eye can see, the reddish color of a piece of the spring breeze blowing fragrance floating for miles. This boundless sea of flowers not only attracted swarms of bees to collect honey, but also attracted thousands of tourists to watch and take pictures.
March, like a fine rain like cattle hair woke up the sleeping pear tree, so that it gladly opened its eyes, greedily sucking the earth's manna. Tender green buds in the breeze stretching the sinews, trying to stretch upward, stretching. The buds of the flowers also seem to be greedy, also with the competition to be the first to open. There are so many pear blossoms! As many as the stars in the sky can not be counted; that pear blossom really fragrant ah! The aroma of the pear blossom is so fragrant that people will be intoxicated when they smell its fragrance.
When the spring blossoms, fine rain like silk, the persimmon tree greedily sucked the sweet nectar, stretching the tender green branch buds, a piece of oval leaves, in the rain and mist cheerfully stretched. In May and June, the persimmon trees are full of small green fruits, growing bigger and bigger every day, which is really endearing.
In the spring, new yellow buds begin to appear on the seemingly dry branches of the trees. Within a few days, these new buds grew into pointed, furry leaves, and soon these small leaves magically grew into large, thick leaves. As the saying goes, "In April 8, barley and wheat wear persimmon flowers." When the wheat spikes, the whole tree is full of yellow persimmon flowers. This kind of flower on the round below, the upper four petals outward split, in the flower inside the ochre-colored stamens, covered with crystal honey, such as put it in the mouth a suck, cool and sweet. Late fall is the season of ripening persimmons, persimmon tree on the bending branches of the fruit, like a bright little red lantern, the broad black-green leaves, now also by the red fruit stained with a layer of Dan powder.
Guests from afar, when you welcome the slight wind of autumn, into the Shangluo mountains known as the "treasure bowl", your eyes will be presented with rows and clusters of rounded tree heads, staggered branches, orange-red broad-leaved fruit trees, from a distance, they seem to be an umbrella open. At this point, you will say they are maple trees! But when you look closer, you will find that those red leaves, but also a dulu, a lump, a string of onyx-like round fruit, red red, yellow gold. That's the persimmon, a specialty of our Shangluo mountain region.
Lychee trees quietly sprouted in the spring breeze, the tender green leaves poked out the lance-shaped little head, looking around the beautiful spring scenery with new curiosity. After the spring rain, the sunshine, the oval-shaped leaves thrive, in the sunshine, oily and shiny, very amusing.
Golden autumn came quietly. The tree branches were full of walnuts, like little turquoise lanterns. When they open their mouths, walnuts are ripe. People hit the walnuts with poles, and the walnuts kept falling from the trees. People were sweating profusely, looking at the big, round walnuts one after another, looking at the baskets of fruit, people were happy in their hearts.
Far away, the hillside thousands of orange trees, tree trunks pale, facing the soughing morning wind, standing proudly. Golden oranges are heavily laden with branches, like fireballs in the mist, but also like a naughty child peeling back the green leaves, revealing a round face, a nod and smile to you. Close look, an orange tree, like a large umbrella, trunk thick and straight, dense leaves, lush and lush, into a forest. They are gently swaying in the morning breeze, as if standing in line to welcome your arrival.
In early May, the pomegranate tree was covered with budding flower buds. After a few more weeks, the buds finally opened. They revealed their fiery red, flaming smile, and were exceptionally beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves. Nearby, their petals are thin and pentagonal, like a trumpet; from afar, they look like a little starburst. After the flowers withered, the branches are full of small fruits, they are round and very lovely.
The fruitless tree grew very luxuriantly. The light brown trunk, branching from side to side, stretched upward, with turquoise leaves growing on it. In the morning, the rising sun emitted brilliant light, the fig tree in the sunshine stretching branches and leaves, as if with me to do morning exercises. In the afternoon after school, I sat beside the fig tree to read a book, it silently accompanied me to study ...... How do figs bear fruit on the fig tree? You see, it first in the leaves under the small green beans, gradually, this small beans grew, and finally grew and walnut size, that is ripe figs. Figs from the growth of small beans to the final ripe, has been lying in the leaves, seems to be very "modest", as if with a few "shy" mile! The fig tree's method of producing fruit is really unique!
Coming to the foot of the mountain, we saw the waist-deep prune trees with green prune fruits of various sizes hanging from them. The green fruits are hanging on the trees. Pick one and taste it, it's really sour! Halfway up the mountain, the green prune trees, clusters and clusters, are all over the mountain. The fruits of the prunes were hanging densely on the branches, and there were more ripe prunes, especially on the sunny side of the hill. Just see a ripe plum fruit, set in the emerald green leaves, red. Yellow, milky-white ...... like pearls, like agate. The tired fruit, the tree are bent.
The trunk of the betel hammer tree was straight and straight, as thick as an elephant's leg. There are circles and circles of gray-brown patterns on the trunk, which are the traces of leaf shedding, counting how many circles, we know how many leaves have fallen. The dark green leaves of the betel tree are very beautiful, like the feathers of a chicken, and each tree has seven or eight large leaves, which together look like a giant chicken shuttlecock. Each tree has seven or eight big leaves, which together look like a huge shuttlecock. Look carefully, there is a light green rod in the middle of the leaves, which looks like a rocket facing the blue sky, as if it is about to take off, and it is a rolled-up young leaf. The flowers of the betel nut tree grow under the leaf stalks, light yellow, each flower is like a pearl, a string hanging down, like a pearl curtain, very beautiful.
The Buddha's hand is a small green tree, the small one is two meters high, the big one is three meters high. The branches are purplish-red when they first grow out, and become yellowish-green when they grow up. The leaves are green and oval, the longest up to 15 centimeters, rounded at the front and broad at the base, with serrated edges and short petioles. The flowers are white, cup-shaped and have five petals. Flowers can be divided into unisexual and bisexual flowers, unisexual flowers are thin, long and small, can not bear fruit; bisexual flowers are thick, short and strong, can bear fruit. The fruit is like a hand, with a realistic and beautiful shape. Although they all look like hands, they have different postures: some are like stretched fingers, some are like clenched fists, and some are half stretched and half clenched like a hollow fist. The fruit is yellowish-green when young, and golden yellow when ripe.