1, flowers and fruits in the forest of peach blossom is in bloom, pink pink flower clusters, like a piece of flaming clouds, from afar, beautiful.
2, this peach blossom is white, such as fat, such as jade, such as snow, is so delicate, so watery, so crystal, so bright.
3, the peach blossom, some of the wind bloom, sweet smile; some of the buds to be released, half hidden half exposed; more is the white furry slightly spit red point of the bud.
4, the peach tree on the small bones day by day bulging, showing the red mouth circle, like pursed lips with a smile of the little girl.
5, the peach tree is full of flowers, shyly clustered around each other, as if a group of timid and shy little girl, who would not be the first to unify open smile.
6, from a distance, a peach tree is like an open umbrella.
7. The peach tree is more than one person high, the trunk is purplish red, extremely clean, soft branches, full of brown delicate bones.
8, as busy as a group of star buds with a few branches in the spring breeze swaying happily, that piece of peach forest as if into the world of red rain.
9, spring, a variety of peach blossoms in the morning light in the extra noisy, dense layers, like a sunset.
10, a peach tree, hold up a group of petals, like the girl raised the smile, pink pink, overflowing with youthful radiance.
11, March, peach blossom, the Yellow Sea coast, like falling a hundred miles of rouge clouds.
12, the door has a large blooming peach blossom, pink pink, delicate as if blowing breath can melt into water. 13, the pink peach blossoms one by one, crowded the whole branch, they are like a group of urchins, scrambling to let people come to see their own gorgeous beauty.
14, to the vernal equinox, mountains and mountains of peach blossoms, thousands of trees and ten thousand branches like a flame in general.
15, peach forest buds bloom, dense branches seem to be full of silver miniature bulbs, strings of white buds pearl-like crystal shine.
16, peach blossom garden of peach blossom, from a distance to see the magnificent, such as the sea such as the tide; close to appreciate the playful and charming, like a girl's first makeup. 17, the car to the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of peach trees decorated with pink and snow-white flower tide, along the green fields, to our eyes rushed.
18, after the hibernation, the peach tree branches of the buds woke up, east of a branch west of a branch, those sweet smile of the flowers, spraying the intoxicating aroma.
19, the blooming peach blossom is like a piece of rouge, dyeing the rich spring mountains and rivers, and is like a group of clouds, reflecting the vibrant earth.
20, peach blossom withered, a few petals remain on the branch, still like a little bit of dancing fire.
Pear
1, the orchard is full of pear trees, this is the pear blossom season, from a distance, the clusters of snow-white pear blossoms, such as a group of clouds, rolled light floating.
2. In spring, those branches of the pear tree covered with flowers, as if a large snowflake.
3, in the distance to see the pear blossoms, trees, dense flowers, as if to see a heavy brush, thick colors of oil paintings, rich, warm.
4, in close proximity to the pear blossom, tree sparse flowers, as if looking at a light ink landscape painting, light, elegant. 5, if a plant to see, pear tree is like the ground out of a fountain, the flowers, like snow white waves, like a bright necklace.
6, the wind with the fragrance of pear blossoms, in the tree beside the end of the branches fluttering, people inhale a mouthful, the heart is drunk.
7, on the hillside, a piece of snow-white pear blossoms, tender red peach blossoms, in the sunshine flow of intoxicating colors. 8, climbed high and far away, the village outside the village, mountains and hills, dense pear blossom melted into a sea of white flowers, even the mountains are caught.
9, this is the pear blossom season, the whole mountain like a layer of white snow.
10, the branches are full of snow-white pear blossoms, each flower consists of five petals, the center of the light red stamens; is facing the spring wind to us nodding, laughing!
11, it is the pear tree blossom season, silver and white as snow flowers set off this small farmhouse extraordinarily quiet. 12, the bright moon, the silver light sprinkled to the four old trees, sprinkled to the entire compound, the breeze, the tree full of snow-white pear flowers, gently shaking, like a little star in the twinkling.
13, snow-white snow-white pear blossoms hanging all over the branches, the breeze, like wearing onyx jade dancing. 14, the air is heavy with the faint sweet scent of pear blossoms, puffing people's lungs, so that people like a drunken wine, light, dizzy.
15, spring, clusters of glittering pear blossoms, like the river of snow waves.
16, the pear blossom a cluster, layer by layer, like a cloud brocade like spread to the sky, in the warm spring light, such as snow, such as jade, white hectares, colorful, bright crystal.
17, those pear blossoms, dense, layers and layers, such as white clouds, such as snowflakes sprinkled, full of branches, full of trees, full of garden.
★Fallen leaves, some like a boat is traveling in the wind, some like an acrobat turned heel down, some like a glider flat circling around and circling down.
★Yellow leaves, a piece, two, lightly floating down on the water, like countless small boats, slowly swinging away with the wind.
★Ripe little red beans, some like onyx, some like pearls hanging all over the branches, and the dense green leaves composed of a small flower umbrella, really love ah!
★The door has a large blooming peach blossom, pink pink, delicate as if the breath can melt into water.
★The blooming peach blossom is like a piece of rouge, dyeing the rich spring mountains and rivers, and is like a group of clouds, reflecting the earth full of vitality.
★The pink peach blossom one by one, crowded the whole branch, they are like a group of urchins, scrambling to let people come to see their own gorgeous beauty.
★The peach blossom withered, the branch remains a few petals, is still like a little jumping fire.
★Spring, clusters of glittering pear blossoms, like the river on the snow waves.
★The cherry blossom garden in the spring breeze, falling colorful, thank you for the petals fluttering in the wind, like dancing butterflies, but also like the heavenly maiden scattered fairy flowers.
★Jujube blossoms open, six light petals, like the golden hexagonal small stars, they are mixed in the leaves, exuding a burst of fragrance.
★Jujube flowers are not like peach blossoms, with bright colors, but it attracts swarms of bees with fragrance, their pollen free of charge to the people, made of high-grade tonic - jujube honey.
★A string of acacia flowers, like from the branches of the overflow of white milk, a drop suddenly solidified in the air.
★Outside the window the osmanthus tree also took off the winter sooty gray clothes, put on the new green.
★Osmanthus is so elegant, so generous, so full of vitality, so you can not help but be impressed, especially its rich fragrance, smoked people are going to be drunk.
★Summer, full of phoenix flowers are open, they opened so red, so colorful. Under the background of green leaves, the phoenix flower is like a phoenix resting on the tree, beautiful.
★Phoenix flowers bloomed a red, a tree like this, to the flowering season can not find a piece of green leaves, all red flowers, open that warm, generous!
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In March, the fine rain like cattle hairs woke up the sleeping pear tree, which opened its eyes happily and sucked the nectar of the earth greedily. 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 first to open. There are so many pear blossoms! As many as the stars in the sky can not be counted; the pear blossoms 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, persimmon trees greedily sucked the sweet nectar, stretching the tender green branch buds, a piece of oval leaves, in the rain and fog in the joyful stretch. In May and June, the persimmon tree is full of small green fruit, growing day by day, really love.
Spring, the seemingly dry branches of the tree began to show the tender yellow buds. In a few days, these new shoots will grow into pointed, furry leaves, and soon these small leaves magically grow into large and thick leaves. As the saying goes, "On April 8, barley and wheat wear persimmon flowers." When the wheat is in full bloom, the whole tree is covered with yellow persimmon flowers. This flower is rounded below, the upper four petals split outward, in the flower inside the ochre-colored stamens, which are covered with crystal honey, such as putting it in the mouth a suck, cool and sweet. Late fall is the season of persimmon ripening, 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 autumn wind, 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 to open. At this point, you would say they are maple trees! But when you come closer to look carefully, you will find that those red leaves, but also a dulu, a lump, a string of onyx-like round fruits, red, yellow and gold. That is our Shangluo mountain specialties - persimmons.
Lychee trees in the spring breeze quietly sprouted, tender green leaves poked out the lance-shaped head, looking around the beautiful spring wonder. After the spring rain, the sunshine, the oval-shaped leaves grow up, in the sunshine, shiny, very cute.
Golden autumn quietly came. The branches of the tree are full of walnuts, like a small green lantern. When they opened their mouths, the walnuts were ripe. People hit the walnuts with poles and they kept falling from the trees. People are busy sweating, looking at one after another big and round walnuts, looking at baskets of fruit, people are happy in their hearts.
Far away, the hillside thousands of orange trees, tree trunks, facing the soughing morning wind, proudly standing. Golden oranges heavily laden with branches, like a fireball in the mist, and like a naughty child peeled off the green leaves, revealing the round face, a strong nod to you smile. Nearby, the orange trees, like a large umbrella, trunk thick and straight, dense leaves, lush, 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 full of buds. After a few weeks, the buds finally opened. They showed their red-hot smiling faces, and under the green leaves, they were very beautiful. Up close, 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, very lovely.
The fig tree is very lush. The light brown trunk, branched from side to side, stretches upward, on which grows green leaves. In the morning, the rising sun sends out a brilliant light, fig tree in the sunshine stretching branches and leaves, as if with me to do morning exercises. In the afternoon after school, I sat next to the fig tree to read, it quietly accompanied me to study ...... fig tree figs on how to bear it? 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 points "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. Pick one and taste it, ah, really sour! Halfway up the mountain, the green prune trees, clusters and clusters, were all over the mountain. The fruits of the prunes hang densely on the branches, and there are more ripe prunes, especially on the sunny side of the hill, there are more ripe prunes. Just see a ripe prune fruit, set in the emerald green leaves, red. Yellow, cream-colored ...... like pearls, like agate. Tired fruit, the tree is bent.
Betel nut tree trunk straight straight, like an elephant's legs as thick. There is a circle on the trunk of the gray-brown pattern, that is the traces of leaf shedding, count how many circles, we know how many leaves fell. The dark green leaves of the betel tree are very beautiful, like the feathers of a chicken, each tree has seven or eight large leaves, together like a huge chicken shuttlecock. Look carefully, in the middle of the leaf there is a light green rod, it is like a rocket is facing the blue sky, as if it is about to take off as if it is the young leaves rolled. Betel nut tree flowers grow under the petiole, light yellow, each flower like a pearl, a string down, like a pearl curtain, very nice.
The sun is hot, the summer is hot, the summer is hot, the summer is thick, the summer mountains are like blue
Summer trees are verdant, summer water is soupy, the summer month of cicadas
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July, the blue sky, hanging in the fireball sun, the clouds seem to be burnt by the sun, but also disappeared without a trace.
Spring is gone with the falling flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves in the warm wind, jumping and coming.
The early summer sunlight filtered down through the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground was covered with shimmering spots the size of copper coins.
The wind blew with a slight warmth, sending the cuckoo's call, which told us: "Spring has returned."
Grass, reeds, and red, white, and purple wildflowers were steamed by the hot sun high in the sky, and the air was filled with a sweet, intoxicating odor.
Early summer, all colors of wildflowers are in bloom, red, purple, pink, yellow, like embroidered on a large green carpet of brilliant spots; swarms of bees in the flowers from which they are busy, sucking the stamens, diligently flying to and fro.
In the summer, it was so hot that even the dragonflies dared to fly close to the shade of the trees, as if they were afraid that the sun would hurt their wings.
There was not a cloud in the sky, not a breath of wind, and the sun was blazing overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.
July summer, the blue blue sky without a cloud, the hot sun scorching the earth, the river water scalding, the earth smoke.
The sun was blazing, and on both sides of the road, the ripe grain was bending over in the heat, head down. Grasshoppers, as numerous as blades of grass, chirped faintly and noisily in the fields of wheat and rye, in the reeds along the banks.
The sun was like a big, big ball of fire, the light was scorching, and the highway was so hot that the feet stepped on it and there was a trail of white smoke.
The weather was sweltering, and there was not a breath of wind, and the air seemed to be frozen.
The whole city was like a burnt-out brick kiln, making people breathless. Dogs lay on their backs with bright red tongues, and mules and horses had their nostrils flared wide.
The hot umbrella of fire was high in the air, so hot that the fish in the river did not dare to show the water, the birds did not dare to fly out of the mountains, and the dogs in the village just stretched their tongues and panted.
That day, the heat went crazy. As soon as the sun came up, the ground was already on fire, and some gray air that looked like clouds and mist floated low in the air, making people feel suffocated.
It was a long drought without rain in the summer, the hot sun baked the old loach in the fields are turning white, the village brook, the brook a few inches lower, those exposed to the surface of the stone, steeply larger.
The birds are hiding somewhere; the grass is downcast, like dying; only the robin, who can't stop barking in the branches; it's really a broken gong and a broken drum shouting for the scorching sun!
The willows on the street were like sick, their leaves hung with dust and rolled on the branches, and their branches did not move. The road was glowing white, the vendors were afraid to shout, and the Plexiglas signboards in front of the stores seemed to melt in the sun. The peaks are so high, the mountains are so great
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The mountains are suspended like islands in the clouds.
The surrounding mountains look like a colorful canvas.
The waves of the mountains are layered on top of each other.
The mountains are black and endless, and the cliffs are cut like axes.
The undulating loess hills are like the waves of a great flood.
The Dragon Hill, like a tomb, towers in the night.
The mountains on both sides of the gorge rise and fall so high that it makes you dizzy.
The deep valleys are appallingly quiet and cold.
The ravines were filled with snow, as high as the backs of the mountains, and became large, flat, snow-covered squares.
The sun shines in the morning, and the mountains are like shy girls, hidden from view, and the sun sets in the west, and the remaining light shines horizontally.
Good paragraph class
Standing here to see, it is strange, the mountains simply changed, their shape and in the plains or mid-levels look up very different, they become very layered, messy, majestic and strange. Looking up, the mountain is the sky, the sky is also the mountain, before and after the right and left are all the mountain, as if your nose can touch the mountain at any time.
Only see in the distance there is a huge misty peak protruding, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks. At a closer look, the giant peak looks like the Monkey King holding a golden rod, and the small peaks look like little monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, the Monkey King is leading his children to the South Heavenly Gate. Under the white sky, the mountains are as black as iron, solemn and solemn. When the red sun rises, one mountain is ink blue. Immediately after, the mist rose, the milky white veil to the mountains spaced out, leaving only the tip of the green peaks, really like a fresh ink, sparse and dense landscape painting. After a while, the fog dispersed, the exposed rock walls, cliffs, was reddish sunlight, gradually turned into a bronze color, and green trees, green fields for each other, appearing particularly magnificent.
The overlapping mountains, can not see a village, can not see a piece of rice paddies, these mountains are like some drunken old man, one by one, sleeping for tens of millions of years, never woke up their dreams, never dared to go deep into their hearts, that is, that the most adventurous hunters, but also only to the foot of their feet, chasing those who run down from the mountains of the mountain goats, wild boars and flying birds, never! The most adventurous hunters only go to their feet, chasing goats, wild boars and birds that run down from the mountains, and never climb to the top.
No more than the spring rains after the bath of the mountains more charming, the entire mountainside, are verdant green, did not come to the end of the fog like elegant silk, a strand of the waist wrapped in it, the sunlight on each leaf raindrops, are turned into colorful pearls.
The knife-like hill, picking a few wisps of milky-white fog, mist, vaguely visible a long thin line.
The stone wall like a skyscraper on the face of the pressure, as high as it will collapse down aggressively. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to buckle on the wall of a huge black carpet hat, black and green in the rock face popped up a cluster of unknown wildflowers