A passage describing the beautiful scenery.

1, the fence is covered with vines. Young leaves and buds jump out of the branches. They are interested in photography. Looking at the young leaves and buds in the backlight, they are yellow, furry and lively. This is life.

Suddenly, a red sun rises head-on, and the golden light sprinkled is like a golden whip, driving away the clouds.

Even if you miss the delicate daffodils in the water, don't forget that wild lilies also have spring in the lonely corner of the valley.

After a rain in Mao Mao, the earth changed. In the morning, fresh air comes in waves. The birds in the tree are all ready to fly to the south, and they can't see their laughter. There was a rustling sound in the Woods. It's fallen leaves They fly in the air and then fall to the ground with beautiful dance.

The golden morning sun gradually dyed the eastern sky red, and the peak of Huangshan Mountain was dyed deep red by brilliant clouds.

6, the night is so charming, a little blue star in the sky, mysteriously flashing, so far away from us.

7. In the beautiful garden, there are all kinds of * *, all kinds of which are fragrant and charming. They are red, white, yellow, pink, red like fire, white like snow, pink like chardonnay, beautiful!

8. On the vast sea, the wind rolls dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

9. A faint fragrance floats in my heart. Looking for incense, I went to a charming ravine. I didn't see the scenery in the ravine. I smelled the flowers first, faint and attractive. Some people say, "the smell of women", but I always miss the point. I never knew it when I smelled its fragrance. Ha ha! However, here, I can "smell the fragrance and know the ravine".

10. At this time, the sunset has reached the top of the mountain, and the western half of the sky is burning like a big fireball.

1 1. It's getting dark at night. Villages, Woods, potholes and ditches seem to suddenly fall into mysterious silence.

12, out of the door, I can't help but take a breath of the air after the rain, so fresh. I saw that the thorns that bloomed brilliantly last week were frightened by the cold wind, and the thorns of wild roses in the community were not as strong as before. As soon as I pressed it, it fell, and so did the pink petals.

13, swarms of bees, flapping their yellow wings, humming and busy collecting honey; Colorful butterflies also dance in pairs.

14, the cold wind whistling, the leaves on the tree have fallen out, leaving only the bare trunk. Sometimes, there are some flying snowflakes in the sky, and we are almost all flowers in the greenhouse, enjoying peace and happiness. However, behind our happiness is the hard work left by our parents.

15. Now, spring has come. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have almost exhausted all beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.

16, after the spring rain, the sun came out and it was sunny. The whole world is fresh as if it had just been washed, and the air is fresh. Take a deep breath. My Sweetie's disease is like drinking honey.

17 When the red sun rises from the mountains in Ran Ran and the sky is dyed red by all the sunshine, the silver snow-capped mountains look particularly delicate and charming, like a girl's cheeks painted with rouge. Those snow-capped mountains, like a group of white-haired old people, silently overlook the sapphire lake at their feet.

18, the top of the mountain is all white, and the blue sky is inlaid with a silver edge. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places and grass color in some places.

19. In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

After all, the beauty of winter is endless, because it is so beautiful, so beautiful, I love everything in winter. The feeling of winter is different from other seasons, and all the smells have the unique sweetness of winter. As long as you feel this lovely season with your heart, winter is actually a warm world.

2 1, when the sunset glow burns half the sky, some people are swimming on the beach, some are picking up shells, and some are laughing heartily, so the cheers here are getting higher and higher like waves.

22. Like the temperature in these years, the buildings here are getting higher every year, and then look up at the sky and feel that the sky is getting smaller and smaller. I remember a sentence by Jing M.Guo in "Summer Solstice": If a person stands on a land that can't see the horizon, he will feel crowded but have no friends, so he will feel lonely in other places.

23. The afterglow of the sunset dyed the white clouds wandering in the blue sky red and put on sparkling lace. These white clouds will soon become the sunset glow of roses.

24. Unconsciously, it is the third spring. Peanut trees and birds fly in the forest. Spring is pleasant to talk about, flowers bloom in the south mountain and flowers bloom in the north mountain, poplar branches blow for thousands of rows, and couples orioles are called the breeze. I saw rhododendrons flying around in groups in the depths of hundreds of flowers, competing for beauty and decorating the spring scenery well. It's a good year and a good scenery.

25. Where is spring? In spring, in the trees, a group of birds nest on the branches, and sometimes Haruka grows on the branches. There are many golden flowers across the tree. A big bee is collecting honey from the golden winter jasmine. He was very busy and failed to live up to this great time!

Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in the hot summer this year is unforgettable, and it seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering.

27. Yunnan, China, is a beautiful and clear place in people's hearts, with clean mountains and rivers, simple ethnic minorities and bright national costumes ...

28. Looking up, under the blue sky, the sun shines brilliantly in the background, outlining the framework of the cliffs and rocks in the mountains, and writing down the reverence and admiration of all people on the heights.

29. The path is winding, and the trees in the forest are lush, like handfuls of big umbrellas to keep out the sun for us. The grass beside the book is like a group of lovely children, stretching their legs and bathing in beautiful sunshine.

30. Winter is quiet. The snowy world is white except white, as if it were a painting by a painter, a white painting. In this snowy world, cute little animals hide at home and sleep soundly; Lively children hide in the warm bed at home. Few people appear in this snowy world except the whistling north wind singing and walking in the snow.

3 1, the sea is so blue that people think that the color of jade is too light and the color of sapphire is too dark. Even a master can't describe it.

32. When only spring is left in the four seasons, when the earth is dazzling red, when the snow-capped mountains are covered with snow, when the wind blows the flags flying all over the ground, and when the colorful clouds appear in the blue sky, at this moment, I am already in the south of the colorful clouds.

33. The peaks on both sides of the strait change into various interesting postures: sometimes like wandering fairies, sometimes like old people with crutches, sometimes like apes offering peaches, and sometimes like runaway wild horses.

34. The sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars seem to be shining with broken gold scattered on this coarse cloth.

35. The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, and pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water. The whole river turned purple and the horizon seemed to light a fire.

36. The willows in the street look sick. The leaves hung with dust and rolled on the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.

37. In spring, everything revives and flowers are in full bloom. The ice on the river melted under the warm sunshine, and the two sides showed a vibrant scene. Children can pick wild flowers and play hide-and-seek by the river, which is very interesting.

Chengdu is a very beautiful place. Spring has arrived, the earth has turned green, small flowers have blossomed and swallows have flown back from the south. Colorful flowers bloom in this land. The children and I went to the park to fly kites. Everyone had a good time.

39. How can the sky be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying freely and soaring. What a refreshing sight!

40. The sun has risen. The fiery red sunlight reflected on the water, sparkling and shining with golden light. Dongting Lake at this time seems to be covered with a piece of cloth inlaid with small golden sails. This "golden jade dress" complements the delicacy of Dongting Lake. How beautiful!

4 1, Dongting was born in the middle of the autumn moon lake, with waves like molten gold. The solitary wheel turns from light to light and swims in the cold mirror. This is the Millennium in Sanqiu. The lake is flat and the moon is hanging in the sky. At dusk at the head of Yueyang Tower, the ripples have passed Jun Shandong. The mountain city is dark and silent at night, and the hidden moon winds around the city.

42. In the moonlight, the Weihe River is covered with silver, and the bright moonlight falls on the surface of the Weihe River. The reflection of light is no longer obvious. The Weihe River, which is not very clear on weekdays, looks clear and soothing in the moonlight. The moon leaned against the water and trembled slightly, as if dressing itself up. The moon reflected on the lake seems cuter than the moon in the sky.

43. What a lively rain! I quickly fell into the water, jumped up, made small water lines, and soon disappeared. So crisp, so neat, so agile, like a child, like to hide and seek, smile at passers-by, but soon disappeared. The spray under the willow tree is very big and open, blooming gracefully like a lotus flower.

44. The sun gradually sets in the west, and rosy clouds appear on the horizon, and colorful glow is reflected on the lake. Connecting with the horizon from a distance, the Dongting Lake is more beautiful at this time. Just like a landscape painting that is only rendered in color and not outlined by ink lines.

45. After the autumn rain, all the fruits in the orchard wore pearl necklaces. Shake the branches by hand and the pearl necklace will fall off. Fell on the stone and made a ticking sound.

46. Let's go to the fields. Wow! In the field, golden rice is ripe and yellow like a golden ocean. A gust of wind blew, and the rice moved, just like ripples in the golden ocean. And cotton, white, as if to put on white clothes for the earth. Red sorghum raised the burning torch.

47. At the entrance of the canyon, there is an exquisite mountain gate. There are flying dragons carved on both sides of the gate, which are lifelike, and the characters "Xiaolong Gorge" are particularly eye-catching. A dragon king temple stands tall, with a statue of the dragon king inside and incense in front of it. There is a withered old tree opposite the temple, with branches and leaves like flying dragons. Seeing this scene, I can't help but marvel.

48. Every spring, red kapok, pink peony and white Chinese rose will be in full bloom. Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.

49. In winter, the fields are covered with snow-white clothes, and snowflakes fall gently from the endless sky, whirling and flying ... as white as silver and as clean as jade, like jade leaves and silver flowers sprinkled by fairies in the sky. On the east and west sides, a tall pine tree was turned into a Christmas tree by nature beauticians in winter. How beautiful!

50. Under the scattered lights, Funan River turned a corner around us and flowed eastward in silence. This river, regarded as the mother by Chengdu people, drowned all the joys and sorrows in the world, turned into the laughter and tears of hundreds of millions of people and Zhao Yue, and casually flowed into the sea.

5 1. A canyon named "Dragon" unfolds in turn under our feet, walking in the canyon, as if looking for the answer to a natural mystery full of myths and mysteries.

52. We climbed the winding mountain road step by step, and the clear stream sang songs and played the strings happily. When they hit the cliff, they gathered in a beautiful white waterfall and flew down. It flows to a flat place and gathers into pools. Clear water flows slowly like smooth satin.

53, sunset, Woods, a yellow flower, a person. In this early winter dusk. Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that people are sad and ecstatic.

54. The beautiful wisteria has withered, and it can't add color to the campus, but it is very smart. It gave this important task to the newly grown Phalaenopsis. In this way, wisteria will add color to the school in spring and summer, and Phalaenopsis will add color to the school in autumn and winter. In this way, the campus will be beautiful all year round.

55. It is the season when the lotus is ripe. Lotus is in full bloom, and the lotus field in the field is shining with golden light. Clusters of lotus flowers are blooming, some are in bud, and some are blooming like a shy girl. Full lotus is crowded with lotus fields, waiting for beautiful Hakka lotus pickers to pick them.

56. The West Lake is beautiful, with fishing songs criss-crossing. The crystal clear lake is like a golden mirror under the sunlight, which looks particularly beautiful.

57. When winter comes, the morning wind blows on our faces like knives, so we should put on more clothes. Some leaves on the tree turned yellow and floated down one after another, while others turned red. The roof was covered with frost, and I felt very cold in the morning. It shows that winter is coming to us quietly and getting closer and closer to us.

58. Walking into the sea, look, what beautiful scenery the endless sky and waves are! What a beautiful pattern the shells on the golden beach are! At the seaside, the sea breeze will blow away all your troubles and take you to a brand-new world, where there is no sorrow and pain, only happiness.

59. The snow has stopped, and the air seems to have been filtered, which is especially cool and fresh. The playground suddenly became lively. Some students are having snowball fights, others are having snowball fights and making snowmen. They chased, laughed and slapped each other in the snow. They didn't seem to feel cold at all, and laughter echoed in the campus.

60. Snow falls slowly from the sky in winter. Just like a fashion designer wearing a white skirt, it makes the earth holy and beautiful. Snow has sprinkled beauty on the earth and brought cold to the earth, leaving only bare branches of poplar trees, really shivering with cold. At this time, the pines and cypresses are still graceful in the snow, without any chill.

6 1. Spring brings bright sunshine and warm spring breeze, which makes spring return, everything revive, trees sprout, flowers and plants grow and bloom, frogs that hibernate with swallows and birds … enjoy the happiness that spring brings to them. Spring brings warmth to human beings, making people who have rested for a winter go out of their homes and start to get busy, waiting for a bumper harvest in autumn.

62. In spring, there is no heat in summer, no coldness in autumn and no coldness in winter. But a season full of vigor and vitality. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life. When spring comes back, it means that everything has to start all over again and all life has to start all over again.

63. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.

On a quiet night, when people were dreaming in bed, they suddenly made a loud noise, and then they heard the sound of dripping water in front of the eaves. Didi's rhythm is like a lullaby, louder and faster, and I fell asleep like I was hypnotized.

65. In winter, a thin layer of snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland and shines with cold silver light.

66. In the early morning, I deeply breathed the fresh air full of mountains and valleys with frost, and felt energetic and full of strength. It seems that I have become an excellent hunter who can catch tigers and jiaozi in the mountains overnight.

67. Falling snowflakes are deposited on the eaves layer by layer, and the more they accumulate, the longer the cornice of the eaves and the longer the tentacles of the snowflakes. From a distance, the eaves are like white swans spreading their wings and flying. Snowflakes can't bear loneliness, always looking down from the eaves and falling down carelessly.

68. Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

69. Swallows dragged their scissors-like tails back to their hometown in the north. They twittered and twittered, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" "

70. The excitement and tension of facing the sea for the first time are still surging in my heart. It was my first visit to Dalian, and I was like a child of a long-lost mother, wandering in her warm arms. Let the sea scratch my feet, let the sea breeze brush my cheeks, and Ren Haitao washes everything away. I was completely conquered by the sea.

7 1. Summer is coming, and the grass on the grassland grows very high, swaying in the wind and continuous, like waves. What's more beautiful is that there are all kinds of small wild flowers everywhere. From a distance, it looks like colorful flowers embroidered on a green carpet. The grassland is green, flowing everywhere and gently flowing into the clouds.

72. Gradually, the rain stopped, the clouds cleared, the sun smiled and the earth lit up again. Open the window, the fresh air came face to face, and my face was cold.

73. In summer, the hot sun burns fire, but the mountains in my hometown are covered with trees, which is very cool in the shade; There are also birds singing loudly. The watermelons planted in the mountains are ripe, and the watermelons in my hometown are round and big, as round as the full moon in the air; After cutting, it looks like red pulp, sweet and delicious; Black melon seeds, like those black eyes.

74. Rain hits the window and makes a "tick, tick" sound. The sky is like a big sieve, tirelessly sprinkling raindrops like silver coins on the earth. In the distance, the buildings shrouded in rainy mountains are like a mirage, which makes people elusive, and sometimes red light shines, giving people a little warmth.

75. The original white grassland has turned green now, and the grass has become a dress. A breeze blew, and the grass swayed with the wind, as if doing broadcast gymnastics. The river with a thick layer of ice flows happily as before. On the river, several lovely ducklings are playing happily and barking from time to time.

76. Autumn is not my favorite season, so it is not as vibrant as spring, not like the scorching sun in summer, not like the ice in winter, but sometimes there will be warm wind, not like the spring breeze, the smell of fruit trees, but also the fragrance of flowers and plants, which gently passes through people's hearts.

77. There are tall mountains on the left and right. Waterfalls come down the cliff like knives, like dragons spitting and splashing in the mountain stream. The stream is crystal clear, with colorful pebbles and silver blisters that ripple slightly like a string of pearls thrown on the water.

78. In the orchard, the pomegranate smiled, the apple wore a red coat, and all the dolls on the vine wore purple robes, like purple crystals. What about oranges? They put on orange coats and swayed in the autumn wind ... The fruit swayed with the wind, echoing in the orchard like the sound of wind chimes, soft and beautiful.

79. Swallows come and go in spring, and the air is full of their whispering sounds; The new green grass is lying on the ground with a smile, like a dandelion yellow flower with its head hanging down; From the farmland soaked with water, you can smell the smell of wet fermentation everywhere.

80. In winter, although there are no charming flowers and birds in spring, no spectacular lightning and thunder in summer, and no attractive rich fruits in autumn, there are also implicit beauty dedicated to nature.

8 1, under the moonlight, tonight is particularly bright. The moon shines on the tree and the tree turns silver; According to the grass, the grass turned silvery white; According to the ground, the ground turned silvery white. The whole world seems to be shrouded in this silver moonlight. In the distance, smoke plumes from the chimney on the left side of the factory. The moon gently sprinkled silver light on it, and the light gradually rose to the sky with it. ...

82. The dense reeds are blue, and the crystal raindrops flow slowly along the green. Swinging with the wind, like countless women in green shirts, generously gave us spotless air. We can't help breathing deeply and greedily. Suddenly, every cell and even the whole body and mind seem to be soaked by the fragrance of reeds!

83. In the field, beautiful women are dancing there! In spring, the seedlings in the field are green. Green is shining in our eyes, as if there is a green spirit dancing on every leaf. It's autumn in a blink of an eye, the fields are golden, a breeze blows, the terraces are turned over, and the heavy ears of rice are swaying, as if the yellow elves are dancing.

84, count nine cold days, freezing thousands of miles. The whole world has become a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are stiff with cold, and the air seems to be frozen.