A passage describing the scenery

1, patches of green plants, like wheat planted by crops, have a different artistic conception, like the vast prairie, with only endless green, symbolizing life.

2, a river of autumn water, still clear and blue. The autumn mountains on both sides of the strait are still welcoming people gracefully. When the Cangjiang River bends a few times, there are several clusters of reeds and several curved villages dotted there.

3. Looking up, under the blue sky, the sun shines brightly in the background, outlining the framework of the cliffs and rocks in the mountains, and writing down all the reverence and admiration people have for the heights.

The rain stopped without warning. Like a pedestrian coming and going in a hurry. Only the green leaves and clean and wet ground outside the window tell people that the summer rain just now is not an illusory dream. Take a deep breath of fresh air after the rain. Suddenly I feel that my mind is no longer gloomy, as if it had been washed by rain, and it has become clear.

5. When we are in front of the vast sea, listen to the breath of the sea, feel the breath of the sea, and experience the peace, tranquility, deep strength and silent beauty of the sea. In particular, its broad mind, inclusive feelings of all things. It treats everything in the world fairly.

6. In the rustling autumn wind, fallen leaves floated to the ground along the autumn wind. Slipped through the fingers of my life. It has no complaints, because she has dedicated her life to mankind. In winter, for the rest of the tree, it still sacrificed itself, did not compete for the nutrients of the tree, did not disturb its mother, fell down from the tree flatly, quietly left, returned to the soil where it was nurtured and raised, turned it into nutrients, and gave everything to the earth.

7, fog, hazy mountain. The mountain strengthened the belief of fog. A steady stream. Little by little. Will not leave easily. Not frivolous abandonment. That moment is forever.

8. You can sit quietly by a stream, and the lush trees stretch out their arms to keep out the sun for you. The green grass woven a fluffy blanket for you as early as spring, lying on the blanket and looking up at the blue sky. The brook plays Adeline by the water for you rhythmically. When you are completely intoxicated in the beautiful world, a gentle breeze caresses your face, lifts your long hair and takes you to the vast blue sky.

9. In autumn, buttonwood is very tall among all the trees. Many trees grow in spring, but in autumn, most of the leaves are buried under the trees. The buttonwood, in its heyday, has leaves like maple leaves. The stripes of each leaf are almost different, and the color of the leaf turns yellow from the edge. Every tree here seems to be colored.

10, nature is like a song, a song that can't be sung. Every note has a beautiful melody, every syllable has a cheerful rhythm, every fragment is soft and comfortable, and the song is natural without losing its texture. It is more like a fish swimming in the water, free and happy. This song carries the listener's carefree dream, and makes the listener feel the birds and flowers in nature, the colorful fragrance of himself, and it is so desirable to sink into nature.

1 1, sunny in summer, without a trace of wind, like a steamer, suffocating. However, the lotus pond in the field is full of vitality. In the pond, there are not only red lilies, but also three pedicels and four pedicels. Fish are playing in the pond. Chasing each other is really fun.

12. On a section of the road, the leaves of sweet potatoes are thick with hands and feet, and the angular leaves are quite interesting. The criss-crossing vines are covered with dense leaves, and clusters of them are crowded together and full of vitality. Green is expanding, and I can't help feeling comfortable. While lamenting the magic and beauty of natural plants, I also thank the sun for its selfless gift.

13, a round of red is falling and the wind is weakening. The remaining ray of light reflected on the river seems to add a touch of beautiful color to the wide river map. The river is very soft. The breeze is blowing gently, and the waves are rippling, just like silk fluttering in the wind. It's really attractive.

14, a loud roar of water woke me up. I took a closer look and was extremely happy. After the river overflowed from a dam not far away, running all the way met a stone in the middle and stirred up white waves. At that moment, I thought of the Yangtze River and the stormy waves. From time to time, the river rushed to the shore, green and green. I froze for a while and suddenly felt as if I had reached a certain seaside.

15, cloudy, drizzling like silk. 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.

16. The grass looks weak, but it has tenacious vitality. Even if it is trampled and frostbitten, it still sticks to the soil and looks forward to the arrival of the Spring Festival. Wildfire has never completely swallowed them, and they are tall again in the spring breeze, which is a portrayal of its vitality.

17, spring breeze, she stepped on the green, gently, gently, always let people unconsciously come to our beautiful world. She is always gentle, just like her neighbor's big sister. She gently stroked the grass's cheek, and the grass became more energetic. When she passed by, the flowers gave a bright smile and smiled at the warm sunshine.

18, on the rugged field outside the window, rape blossoms full of fruits are like old people in twilight, bent over by years. The drizzle floated gently and climbed on the yellow rape stalks in the field, like that catalyst, urging the old rape to be full of fruit. I seem to see the joy of farmers harvesting rapeseed, and I seem to smell the fragrance of rapeseed.

19, the boat is leisurely, rippling on the mirror-like river; The drizzle is crisp and caresses my cheek. The vast reed sea stretches gently and mysteriously like endless ribbons. Several elderly photographers on board cheered and marveled, and kept shooting from all angles according to the camera shutter. Excited, I stepped onto the deck in three steps to observe the dense and elegant reeds at close range.

20. 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.

2 1, in spring, everything revives and flowers 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.

22. When the sun sets. When the silver-gray twilight covers the grassland, you will see countless fire spots, which are herders burning copper pots to prepare dinner.

23. 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.

24. Qiandao Lake in winter is different from Qiandao Lake on weekdays. In winter, the beautiful lake is always sparkling with microwaves, just like a lovely face smiling. In this way, the green hills, blue sky and white clouds reflected on the lake are like a group of lovely children dancing. The lake is dancing, the green hills are dancing, the white clouds are dancing and the Woods are dancing. Plum blossoms in the park are not far behind. With the arrival of Winter Girl, they are also dancing.

25, the autumn wind, the harvest season, autumn is strong, yellow leaves fluttering. In the early morning, the dawn of autumn has come, the sun shines on the earth, and the cool breeze makes us throw all our troubles outside the cloud nine. Cool breeze, clear water, mountains, blue sky, faint smoke, dense forests, yellow leaves, Levin and white clouds, autumn scenery is so beautiful that it is full of praise. Autumn is a picturesque poem. Autumn is a chapter in life.

26. When I came to the Lingering Garden, I saw groups of koi fish swimming around in the water, and there were blurred and colorful light spots, as if the colorful clouds in the sky had landed here. They sometimes hide at the bottom of the lake, sometimes jump out of the green waves, and sometimes look at pedestrians, which is very spiritual.

27. This is a river ten meters wide. The river is not clear, but the lotus leaves floating on the river are evergreen all year round. Every day when I come home from school, I always look at her and feel relaxed. Especially in midsummer, the little lotus comes out of the mud and doesn't touch it. They are not as huge as the West Lake lotus, as fragrant as osmanthus, and as dense as peach blossoms. They just bloom silently. Although scattered, they all give people a fresh and refined feeling.

28. Autumn rain stopped, autumn came and the sun came out. Look, the apple has quietly opened its green leaves. The autumn rain girl is walking in the field. Red sorghum saw the girl and herself in the autumn rain. She was ashamed and wrapped herself up. When I saw Miss Qiu, I bent down as if I were bowing.

29. Torch Square has an oval Romanesque building with steps one after another. Standing at the highest place, there will be a breeze with the smell of grass passing over your face. Then you can look at the large group of people under the square, playing chess, jumping fans, whispering, or sharing family happiness, a harmonious scene. Surrounded by high-rise buildings, there are patches of green space.

30. Snowflakes are crystal clear and varied, like soldiers who go to war, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing.