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Beautiful sentences about scenery

1 1. In the morning, when the first ray of sunshine shines on the crystal dew through the mist; When the first group of geese sang and flew south, I had opened my eyes. The autumn water is no longer warm, and the five fingers have fallen into the water. Pushing open the door and letting the golden sunshine shine on my face, I have been intoxicated in this dreamlike golden country.

2. In summer, lush trees sway with the wind, the hot sun hangs high in the sky, and pink lotus flowers dance with the wind in the pond. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and raindrops the size of pearls fell in the sky. Trees greedily suck the sweet rain, and the raindrops change from big to small, and some become smaller. Summer is innocent and beautiful.

3. Spring has come quietly. When the first rain of spring fell on me, I sang the first song of spring. The rain stopped quietly, and the spring sun shone on me. The spring breeze is surging, and countless willows touch me with their delicate little hands. Miss Spring helps to spread a green carpet on the ground to revive everything!

Most people plant several plum, orange, peach and apricot trees in front of their homes. In the spring season, plum, orange and flowers are blooming, and the breath is pure and elegant; Peach blossom and apricot blossom are as bright as a girl's face, attracting butterflies to dance lightly, bees to whisper and cicadas to sing. I dig a lotus pond in front of or next to my home. Every summer, the lotus leaves are slim and graceful, green and dripping, and the breeze blows gently. The sound of lotus leaves rubbing and dancing and the sound of frogs are like beautiful music.

The beauty of autumn is everywhere in my hometown. Even formed a golden ocean. I passed by in the field and took a casual look at the cornfield, but my eyes suddenly straightened up and stared at this vast cornfield. I saw that the corn was golden yellow, standing upright in the sun, greedily sucking the bright sunshine, and finally growing in the sun. The wind blows everywhere, fiddling with them, and rolling like waves from a height, forming a golden ocean. This sea reveals a joyful atmosphere, and the whole sea is telling, telling the meticulous cultivation of farmers' uncles. The farmer's uncle was submerged as soon as he entered the sea, but they obviously liked being submerged because they created it themselves.

6. Listen to the songs of nature composed of birds singing, the sound of running water and the rubbing of leaves, taste pure natural sweet and delicious wild fruits, and imagine in your mind the vibrant scene of small animals playing freely and happily in nature, and you will really be integrated with nature. At that time, the troubles have already drifted to the outside of the cloud nine, and you will enjoy the true joy from nature!

7. The light from the sun is getting higher and higher. The sea is choppy and colorful, and the sea is covered with a golden veil. On the coast, grandpa's white beard turned into a golden beard, aunt's cheeks became more ruddy ... the sea turned purple, and the waves and purple were spectacular. I couldn't help shouting, "How beautiful! It's beautiful! " Am I in a fairyland, a dream paradise?

8. Just as the poem did not leave the author's name, reeds were forgotten in the shallows on the bank of the swamp wetland. She was born by choosing water, and flowers bloom in summer and autumn. Some flowers are not bright and have no faint fragrance when they bloom. Bees and butterflies fly by without resting. Waterbirds live in humble dwellings, there is no food to find, and yingguo can't satisfy their hunger. Throughout the ages, countless sages rarely wrote poems for her, which can only be attributed to the wild reeds and "ugly" reeds growing in the wild water by the wild river, as well as the barren swamps and vast wetlands.

9. I climbed trees and rocks, fell several times and got up again. I'm sweaty and out of breath. The higher the mountain, the steeper the mountain road. Near the top of the mountain, the stone wall is bare and inclined, and there are fewer and fewer leaves. I just want to sit down and have a rest, but my friends have surpassed me and are walking towards the top of the mountain. I said weakly; I can't. I can't climb up without Li.

10, beside the mountain village, the river is clear and transparent. Larch and birch grow on the slow hillside, and the river is sparkling and flowing slowly. In Yangliushan, Queena Ding, there are dense plum trees beside Chaocha River. When the thick plum blossoms in Dingzishan bloom, the banks are full of flowers, and the white thick plum blossoms and the white-edged azaleas with red petals snuggle on the banks of Chaocha River, making this river so charming and wonderful, such as

1 1, the stream is so clear that all the fish and shrimp can see it clearly. Watching groups of small fish swimming around in front, the shrimp crawled out of the cracks in the stone and approached the bait, and the prawn with red pliers caught the bait. Oh, it's hooked! Coins on the stream are also thrown on the water, on rocks and on us. When the sun sets and the summer heat fades, we all go home together, not just those shrimps. ...

12, the snow falling on the tree is like pear blossoms all over the tree; The house over there is also wrapped in white, and pedestrians walk on the soft snow, leaving footprints behind them. The happiest thing is that we innocent children, we are laughing and chasing in the snow. The little face flushed with cold blooms in the silver world. Some people make snowmen, some have snowball fights, some skate, some roll, some somersault ... This is not so much a silver world as a paradise for children.

13, people who have been to Hu Xiang have a kind of * * *, that is, an inexplicable impulse and reverie. Beautiful and beautiful music overflows from the flowers and grass, and flows among the pavilions of the forest with the patter of mountain springs; There is a thick fragrance flowing from the depths of the mountain forest where osmanthus is not seen, overflowing on the forest path by the lake; Lying on the lawn under the Woods in midsummer, the breeze is slow and the chill is blowing gently, which means less luggage. ...

14, the breeze blew in waves, and soft clouds floated in the sky. This feeling is like lying in my mother's arms. Green shoots have sprouted on the earth, and the fruit trees on the mountain have blossomed their petals. Under the warm sunshine, the earth is full of vitality. Everywhere is full of joy. Under the warm sky, warm spring brings people a warm feeling. This kind of spring is the best and happiest artistic conception I yearn for.

15, I like to use moonlight to precipitate my mood, such as water moonlight, which is drinkable. Open the window, let the moonlight flow quietly on the skin, and the light and elegant charm and fresh emotional appeal naturally flow in the heart. If you practice moonlight, your mood will become clear and soft in the moonlight, and suddenly all kinds of touches and beauty in your life will be vivid.

16, it's really strange to stand here. The mountains have completely changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen on the plain or halfway up the mountain. They become very layered, messy, majestic and strange. Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time.

17. In a blink of an eye, I arrived at the lake, where willows were planted. Sunlight shines on the lake through the willows, bright and bright, like a beautiful gem. Suddenly another gust of wind blew, and my unclear brain woke up. Looking up, the sun is slowly setting. The dazzling sunset glow is like a fairy's wedding dress, fiery red, pink, sky blue and crimson. Looking down, the reflection of the sunset in the lake is dazzling. For a moment, I can't tell which is real and which is reflection. Even a skilled painter can't describe beautiful scenery. The unique red brick tile house in rural areas is becoming more and more clear and eye-catching in the sunset.

18, the plum rains in the south of the Yangtze River are long and the sun is hidden, so I refused to enter for a long time. My heart is soaked in rain, getting wet gradually, breeding leisure worries and turning into a little sadness. Being intoxicated in this dream woven by drizzle is like being intoxicated in a beautiful encounter. The wind blows here, sticky and sticky with the thoughts of passers-by. When the rain comes here, it is entangled in a line, pestering people to miss the world. Throughout the ages, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River has attracted many women. Throughout the ages, how many emperors and generals, dignitaries, dude, literati, and talented people have lingered here, and how much sadness is lingering.

19, looking into the distance, the first thing I saw was Guocun Reservoir in the west of Beishan, ah! There is so much water in Guocun Reservoir, all of which are river beds. From time to time, light rain drops jump into the water. The water in Guocun Reservoir is so clear. Although there is no direct sunlight, you can clearly see the pebbles at the bottom of the river. From time to time, some naughty little fish swim around in the water. The water in Guocun Reservoir is so quiet that you can hear her whispering in your ear. Occasionally there is a breeze blowing, and the crisp sound of running water is like a little girl singing softly. The water in Guocun Reservoir is so soft that people can't help touching it, but they can't bear to crumple it. The waves swept by the breeze are like skirts dragged by elegant dancers. She is so soft and beautiful.

20. The waterfall that falls straight down is its roaring like a crack; The gurgling stream is its beautiful piano sound; The gurgling spring is the display of its wonderful sound; The roaring pines are the mountain's protest against the strong wind; The crisp ticking is the record of the mountains to the past years.

2 1, the snow falling on the tree is like pear blossoms all over the tree; The house over there is also wrapped in white, and pedestrians walk on the soft snow, leaving footprints behind them. The happiest thing is that we innocent children, we are laughing and chasing in the snow. The little face flushed with cold blooms in the silver world. Some people make snowmen, some have snowball fights, some skate, some roll, some somersault ... This is not so much a silver world as a paradise for children.

22. At the end of Dayangxi, it is halfway up the mountain, called Bajiao Mountain. The river slowly flows out of the fairy cave, and the hole is shrouded in mist. A stalactite more than ten meters high stands at the mouth of the cave and looks like a fairy descending to earth. There is a story among the local people that the immortal came down to protect the army from strange swords, which cast a mysterious veil on the fairy cave.

23. The wind is surging and the clouds are swaying, lingering in the quiet early rain in the mountains, empty and vast. Still hiding half of her face behind her guitar from us, a stone path is looming and winding, imagining whether there will be cherry blossoms left over from summer dancing in the cool breath, and perhaps the grass with wild flowers will be self-sufficient in this image. Perhaps, I can let more birds pass by, wake up the sleeping spring and let it snuggle with autumn.

24. Standing in this familiar and sad city, the shadows, the clear waterside pavilion, the winding jungle gully, the winding mountain road and the thorough spring water are all stirring the shadow and hesitation of life. As cold as snow, the end of summer and the beginning of autumn are close at hand, which indicates the attractive evening, humbly looking forward to the future in the sunset, and listening to the gentle telling of the falling season in awe.

25. In the afternoon sun, the weather is particularly sunny. Although it is a little hot, I don't want to mention how happy I am to see the lotus leaves and holy lotus flowers dancing in the wind. At this moment, it reminds me of Yang Wanli's beautiful poem of infinite lotus leaves and different colors of lotus flowers. Occasionally, a dragonfly stood on the tip of the lotus, and his little lotus only showed its sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it. What a harmonious and beautiful scene it is!

26. Walking on the edge of the lotus pond, listening to the moonlight of the lotus pond, my heart is full of reverie, the road I have traveled, the things I have experienced, the number of people I have traveled, joy, sadness and faint nostalgia. I know that I will never return to that pure age, that pure age as lotus, that pure person as lotus.

27. The clear moonlight attracted me. I put on my clothes and went out. I stepped on the moonlight like water and slowly walked into the garden. Gardenia flower bathed in moonlight, cold dew, like a curtain of Qingyuan dream. Bamboo shadows dance lightly with the rhyme, like water and moonlight passing through, reflecting the brightness of the bright moon. Everything is full of agility in the moonlight. Secular noise and impetuousness, hesitation and hesitation, all melt in this moonlight. Suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened.

28. The beauty of the forest is no less than that of the sea. The vigorous branches set off several years of vicissitudes. The leaves have withered, but they also have a unique charm. The breeze is blowing naughtily, fiddling with the branches and leaves. Finally, the leaves couldn't stand the wind and left the branches that had been snuggling for months. They began to float, but still unwilling, like a dead butterfly, showing an imperceptible beauty in the air. Finally, they drew a perfect arc in the air and landed in their lives. But they dedicated their beauty to mankind and completed their mission.

29. After bathing in the spring rain, nothing is more charming than the green hills. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.

30. The beauty of autumn is a kind of hazy beauty, like watching ink painting. Qiu Li also has joy, and every smile is mostly from the heart. When the fruit in the orchard is ripe, Uncle Orchard smiles from ear to ear. When the wheat in the local area was ripe, the farmer's uncle smiled. When the chrysanthemums in the park are in full bloom, the flower watchers show a knowing smile. Autumn is much more than that. ...

3 1, I looked ahead and saw a large piece of tall crops. Under the illumination of the headlights, I clearly saw that it was a large cornfield. Every long corn stalk is covered with corn cobs. They grow big and long, tightly wrapped in a shell. They seem to want to get rid of the shackles of the shell, take a look at the strange world outside, feel the moonlight, and then accept the baptism of daytime sunshine. Vaguely, I seem to hear the crack of the coating, and I also seem to hear the laughter that the corncob successfully broke the coating and was blown by the night wind. ...

32. Every spring, red kapok, pink peony and white Chinese rose will 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.

The houses in the village, like sand blown by the wind, lie idle on the plain and rest from the fatigue of the journey. Like a gust of wind, it will be taken away again, and I don't know where it will fall.

When the mountains become more and more like a basin of still water waves, I remember to look for traces of people.

Quiet Shan Ye has been waiting for thousands of years. The same mountains, the same water, the same spring, summer, autumn and winter, the same scenery, overlapping and deja vu.

The higher you fly, the more mountains you can see.

Sure enough, after a while, the small half of the sun appeared in that place. Red is very red, but there is no light. The sun seems to be carrying a heavy burden, rising slowly, vertically and vigorously. Finally, it broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. The color is really red and lovely. In an instant, this dark red round thing gave off dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache. The cloud next to it suddenly lit up.

Maybe, you have been to the grassland. However, you didn't go to the grassland with me, no.

Open the tie of time, invite the sunshine as our companion, invite the breeze to walk with us, pack our bags, and let us get close to the grassland and the vast grassland together.

However, the soul did not come from the earth or the sky.

Cold, the weather is still so cold. But the sunshine is warm after all. At noon, the sun shines on the earth. Golden sunshine, sprinkled on the wilderness and roofs, fell on people's shoulders and backs. A warm current overflowed the whole body, dizzy and soft, so comfortable and comfortable.

The lotus leaf as big as a millstone stretches like an umbrella, and the water drops on the lotus leaf, some like lovers' tears, some are scattered into tiny broken beads, rolling around on the lotus leaf, shining with gorgeous brilliance. From a distance, against the backdrop of the surrounding green hills and red sunset clouds, lotus flowers are like clouds of red clouds and layers of Danxia. Look at the endless lotus field.

The gentleness of lavender in the sun is not as spectacular and thrilling as the dark clouds seen from a higher place. Because everyone watching knows that these dark emotions will eventually turn into storms and thunder, bringing fear or disaster to creatures.

In fact, we also know that the foundations of those houses were built by generations in a hundred years; There is life under that roof, and the drama of joys and sorrows is busy with one life process after another. Sometimes, in an ordinary day, someone will give birth to a huge love-hate relationship and tell it in the world in a thrilling way.

Let us feel the freshness of the grassland in the vast grassland, prove our smallness in the sky, and wander into a white cloud, a cheerful sheep or a flexible grass in the wilderness.

Even if the tiny joys and sorrows in the world can shake the mountains, how can it shake more suns, moons and Qi Mei skies?

If we can't hear a broken plum crying in our hands, how can God hear our cry?

So, I want to invite you to the grassland and get close to it.

A beautiful sentence describing the scenery 3 1. A path in the mountain twists and turns, like a ribbon scattered from the clouds. Tourists are like little white dots, walking on the ribbon bit by bit and walking up slowly.

The beautiful winding mountains are like a sleeping dragon. Climbing the first step overlooking, white clouds are everywhere, and the peaks are shrouded in clouds. One after another, the top of the mountain leaned out of the clouds, like hibiscus emerging from the water.

3. Some of the rocks here are petite and exquisite, just like lip bamboo shoots that break through the ground; Some are exquisite and elegant, like water lilies in bud; Some magnificent, like a waterfall down the river.

The river is very clear, like a piece of green transparent cellophane, and the pebbles at the bottom of the water are as smooth and transparent as crystal. In the morning, the river just woke up with sparkling eyes. The whole water surface is green as jade and bright as jade; The rising fog, like a white veil, covered the shy face of the river.

Look, there is a magnificent waterfall between these two tree-lined mountains. The rushing water runs down, like ten thousand wild horses whistling through the clouds, and like a fairy in myth covered with silver gauze, shining in the sunset.

6. The lake is blue, so quiet! It's so quiet that you can't see it flowing. As soon as the breeze blows, layers of water waves spread evenly on the lake like clouds of folds. The blue lake reflects the snow-white clouds, and the swollen waves kiss the beautiful image of the flowing clouds, which is very bright and bright. This cloud, this water, this day, this wave, coupled with the gentle breeze, have a beautiful scenery, which makes people relaxed and happy.

7. The swarming layers of waves, like tens of millions of wild horses, rushed to the bank with a "wow", splashing waves several feet high, and blooming ten thousand Pak Lei.

8. The mountains and rivers are beautiful! Clear, green, quiet and charming, so green from a distance, as green as an emerald ribbon; Looking closely, it is clear enough to see the fish and shrimp swimming around the bottom of the river. At night, the curved crescent moon is reflected on the "sorrow belt", which is so beautiful, gentle and charming.

4 1. Open the window, and the drizzle is silently sprinkled on the face, feeling gentle and lubricated, like a thin layer of golden bead cream, nourishing the skin and still refreshing; The breeze gently brushed my face, like a lover's breath blowing on my face, with a faint fragrance, especially fresh.

2. Looking out of the window, the rain as fine as a cow's hair and as small as a needle tip swayed with the wind, twisting her waist like a silk thread, dancing all the way from the deep sky, and finally overlapping with the earth, pouring her tenderness, soaking the soil soft and emitting its fragrance.

At the bottom of the ditch, there is a unique scenery, which makes people relaxed and happy. On both sides, there are mountains and peaks, steep walls, lush trees and a stream flowing quietly. Silent mountains, flowing water, movement and quietness constitute a beautiful and harmonious scenery at the bottom of the ditch.

4. Standing on the bamboo building paved by Miba, the green of the dam comes into view. Coconut groves chase Lv Yun, sugar cane is fragrant, tea is fragrant and intoxicating everywhere. Everywhere is lush and boundless green, everywhere is tidal green. Looking at the horizon, I occasionally see clear mountain shadows. In the blue waves, big banyan trees, lush phoenix bamboos and fruitful betel nuts are covered with colorful Dai bamboo buildings.

5, red wild strawberries, a little red in the evergreen bush, laughed out of a free state of mind. I quickly reached out my flexible hands and shuttled between strawberry thorns, busy with green. A sweet fruit fell into the pocket. I tasted it with my mouth, and the sweet and unique taste stimulated the tip of my tongue, enjoying the feeling of leisurely meditation, leaving fragrance in my lips and teeth and staying in my heart.

6. The oriole just sings. Above the village, in the Woods and on people's dirt, a group of flower magpies in simple black and white skirts appeared, and then they sang happily all day.

7. Cloudy with rain in Mao Mao. In late spring, green can be seen everywhere, and the green in the fog is very thick, as if it can pinch water. On the bank of the Yellow River, the cool breeze is blowing gently and the clothes are fluttering, but it can't erase the frolicking and enthusiasm of a group of more than a dozen donkey friends. Along the green path leading to the dam head, a string of laughter was thrown back.

8. The mountains surrounded in the distance are drizzling. You can't see that the beautiful mountains are lush in May, only hazy beauty.

9. On the way, my beloved yellow dog ran back and forth closely behind me. After a while, it was behind, walking at a brisk pace, relaxed and effortless; After a while, it ran to the front, pricked up its curious ears and listened to the movement around it; After a while, it broke into the branch road again, blinked and barked a few times, breaking the peace of the mountain road. Sometimes it seems to have found something and barked and ran forward.

10. With the chirping of magpies, the willows on the river bank burst yellow, the rape blossoms in the fields were brilliant, the bamboo forests were faint, the cauliflower was yellow, and the world suddenly became clear.

1 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.

12, the river flowing through the bamboo building flows quietly, flapping the eternal dream of the bamboo building. It was quiet in the stockade, deep in the bamboo forest, Dai girls walked through the water, and their long skirts swayed with Ana's body. Dai girls are witches made of water, and water is the soul of Dai families. The bamboo house is accompanied by water, and the spring water tinkles, which adds a kind of leisure, elegance and calmness, not to mention the water and bamboo house here. Natural and harmonious, simple and beautiful bamboo building inherits the tenderness of water and the eternity of spring!

13, one side of the road is a hill covered with turquoise hills. They are in the arms of the mountain, showing their comfortable smiles heartily. In the quiet valley, a fresh air seeped into the heart and spleen, penetrated into the heart, refreshed both physically and mentally, and a cool feeling spread all over the body. Unknown weeds are busy decorating Shan Ye, growing wildly, and competing with Sandy Wu, which makes them appear and show rich breath.

14, the dense reeds are light green, and crystal clear 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!

15. After climbing the hillside, the other side is no longer attractive oranges, but slender Chinese fir trees. They stood beautifully. Chinese fir stands freely under the boundless sky, and the breeze passes by, as if singing to me, trying to be gentle. The sharp leaves have also become gentle and charming in my eyes, with a variety of customs.

16, the breeze blows, and ripples are formed on the sand surface, just like steak. The mountains are green, the water is green and the sand is white, but I am happy. There are large and small stones scattered on the beach with different shapes, just like the seaside. Riverbanks, boulders and sand dunes make up a wonderful landscape. Nature is so magical that I am amazed.

17. The winding stone road leads all the way to the densely forested canyon. Pink peach blossoms, red apricot flowers and white pear flowers are everywhere, and the frozen river is gurgling.

18, the mountain breeze blows the morning mist, like strips of white satin, gently and slowly covering the scattered villages with a thin layer of soft yarn. The big banyan trees, mango orchards and coconut groves on the edge of the village are shaded by unique bamboo buildings, and everything here is dyed green.

19, stepping on a small bridge made of bamboo, bypassing a steaming stream, immersed in an ancient dream. There are misty raindrops in the sky, only the sound of rain falling on bananas is heard, and only the faint rain drops on the newly-grown green leaves and red flowers, which makes this natural green and red look so delicate. The drizzle continued, and the whole village was wet. It is surrounded by green rain and fog, like a thin white veil, which covers the wonders of the village, but also adds a bit of mystery to the original beautiful scenery.

20. Looking up, I saw that the cliffs are steep, varied and ever-changing. Some are like city walls, some are like city gates, some are like people, and some are like animals. Looking sideways, it is interesting. Looking at it, I can't help but sigh that nature can create such a wonderful shape.

2 1, looking at the roadside, although there are occasional people riding by bike, there is no noise, no harassment and destruction, and the environment is still so elegant and quiet. The fine spring rain washes away the dust for the secular world, washes away all the chaos and makes the world peaceful and quiet. Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry and have no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery in the misty rain.