Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Photography major - Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn on the bottomless sea. Create a metaphor after imitation; 2. Say it in one or two sentences.

Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn on the bottomless sea. Create a metaphor after imitation; 2. Say it in one or two sentences.

After the rain, the wild flowers in the grassland compete with each other, like a flower scarf that has just been soaked in water, and even the dew is colorful!

On the grass beside the road, there are clusters of dandelions and umbrella-shaped small white flowers scattered with the wind.

Dandelion's yellow flowers are gorgeous-small and exquisite, like some chickens, fluttering and laughing, so kind and lovely.

Dandelion fluffy seeds flying in the air, as if to say goodbye to autumn.

Mimosa is like a shy girl. Just touch its leaves lightly, and it will close up, and its branches will droop, as if afraid of meeting people.

In the field, the ears of wheat are deeply bent, as if to welcome the host of the visitor politely.

The grains of millet are big and full, shining like amber.

The ears of wheat in the field look like dog tails, golden and yellow. They love it!

It rained several times, and the corn seedlings grew up like blowing air. Before long, the annual green gauze tent appeared again.

There is wet night dew on the sword-like corn leaves. When the wind shakes, dew rolls down the thick straw.

Seen from a distance, the melon garden is green. Watermelon is big and round, wearing a green striped coat, lying quietly in the Gua Tian.

Yantai pear, with big yellow skin, looks like a gourd with a big belly. Take a bite, and the sweet pear water will flow on your tongue and seep into your throat, just like eating honey.

That pear is sweet and fragrant. It's crisp to take a bite, and sweet water runs down your chin.

Don't eat this grape, it will be comfortable for a long time at a glance. Eat a pile and it will be sweet for a few days!

Thousands of persimmon trees stir up red lanterns, swaying in the autumn wind and flashing in the blue sky.

The red apples in Huang Cancan have bent the branches, just like many fat dolls grinning at people.

In the vegetable garden, leeks germinate, spinach makes signal with the lips, cucumber seedlings divide leaves, bean seedlings break ground, and seedbeds are full of vitality.

In vegetable fields, green water flows, and vegetables, cabbage, leeks and spinach are all washed by dew.

The breeze is blowing, and the wheat seedlings are shaking gently, as if full of energy, ready to jump with all their strength!

Wheat is not growing well, sparse, thin and yellow, as short and shriveled as dog tail grass.

The wheat seedlings in the field are scattered, as if waiting for rain.

That heavy rice, like a ridge of golden pearls, is really enjoyable!

Rice, dressed in rich gold, hung her head shyly. The breeze is blowing and Tao Jin is rolling.

The plowmen stood in the field, looking at this piece of rice like the tail of a Huang Chengcheng dog, and their hearts were as sweet as honey.

Sorghum has been planted all the way and grows taller than a person's head. It is as green as an endless fence.

Red sorghum is like countless torches, reflecting the sky.

Flaming sorghum ears are full of pearl-like fruits, nodding and smiling at hardworking people in the breeze.

The grass is also swaying under the breeze, as if singing and dancing gently with the morning breeze.

Grass weaves a green carpet with its own bits and pieces of green.

Grass quietly green the whole Shan Ye, weaving and dressing up spring clothes for hometown.

The peach forest in the rain is as quiet as a fairyland, without dust and noise.

The virgin forest is like a rough and aggressive Shan Ye man.

The forest gives us feminine tenderness like a mother. We develop and grow together with the green buds in early spring, and are bred together with the smell of rosin in the maple leaves in autumn.

The skin of Yali pear is very thin, and sometimes it breaks when touched. Big, big enough to surprise you; Juicy, a bite is like drinking a bowl of sweet water washed out by sweet spring water.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, peaches are ripe, with red mouths and small fluff. They look so beautiful and lovely. Like a shy girl, with her head down and blushing.

The peach tree with a thick bowl mouth is flourishing, and the small peaches are like abacus beads.

Pomegranate looks like a small spherical vase with a yellowish brown skin. After peeling, the crystal clear fruits are arranged neatly, layer after layer.

The pineapple, which grows in the heart of the sword leaf, pokes its head out of the green leaves in the yard curiously, looking around and spying on the passing passengers.

This kind of red, tender and full litchi has full flesh, crystal clear and as white as zongzi.

Litchi trees are dense, like countless stars in the night sky.

A string of grapes is long and green, crystal clear, really like carved with crystal and jade.

He picked a bunch of grapes like amethyst balls, and the sweet juice almost overflowed.

Green grass, with the continuous ups and downs of the terrain, reaches the sky, like a thick carpet on the ground.

The colors of grass are colorful and connected one by one, which is more vivid, natural and harmonious than the carpet woven by skillful hands.

Grass looks monotonous in front of gorgeous flowers and weak at the foot of towering trees. However, although hurricanes can uproot trees and smash flowers, they can't help the grass rooted in the earth.

When the storm came, many crops, flowers and small trees were blown to the east and west by the wind and rain, but the grass firmly grasped the soil, held its head high and stood up like a fearless soldier.

The crops are twisted into ropes, and a puff of smoke comes out as soon as you step on the ground.

As soon as the sun came out, the crops in the field were covered with a layer of color.

The wheat in the field grows fat and green, and the wind blows like a lake of green water.

Light red tomatoes are hung on herringbone scaffolding one by one, like lanterns.

This cauliflower is white in color and looks like a baby face.

Cauliflower all raised their pale yellow faces and smiled at the red sun.

The new young forest is like a velvet flower on a baby's head.

When many plants are scorched by the scorching sun, only sorghum stubbornly sticks to its waist, and a red wheat grain will be propped up after autumn.

After a few days, two white petals appeared on the flower bone of cactus, which was very attractive like a bird trying to break the eggshell.

Cactus flower, like a long horn, plays cheerful music against the blue sky.

Cactus is a jasper in the yellow sand, an island in the dry sea and a hero in the desert; They bring vitality, prosperity and mysterious hope to the burning desert.

Reed flowers are in full bloom, fluttering, white and soft, like clusters of light feathers, swaying in the wind.

The reeds in the shallow water by the river rustle and sway, lingering with the spring breeze, like a hazy love poem.

Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, blinking.

On the roadside fields and hillsides, wild chrysanthemums are golden yellow, dotted with blue sky like stars, decorating the vast Yuan Ye.