Describe the environment

1. It's not sunrise yet, just a little dawn; This is a wonderful and infinite moment. In the deep white sky, there are still a few stars scattered. The ground was dark, the sky was white, the weeds trembled slightly, and everything was shrouded in mysterious light. A lark seems to meet the stars and sing in the sky. The vast sky seems to hold its breath and listen to the ode that this little life sings for the boundless universe. In the east, the glass mountain canyon reflects the bronze horizon, showing its shadow; The dazzling Taibai Star hangs on the top of this mountain, as if it were a soul flying out of this dark Shan Ye. The morning glow gradually shows purple, blue and green colors. The rising sun showed the first light. Never seen this bright red so red; I have never seen such a bright red. The fireball rose in an instant; The rosy clouds are hidden in the gaze. Light and shadow are ever changing; Space emits a hundred beams of light.

When the earth just woke up from dawn, clear laughter came from the solemn and cool orchard. The joy of birds has given way to other corners. Some small beetles, who love to fly around in the morning breeze, are running around uneasily. Dense leaves wriggle slightly on the spreading branches, but they can't cover up the fruits. You can see the dew shining occasionally in that bush, just like the dazzling stars in a foggy night. Red skin has a layer of fluff, or a layer.

Thin frost makes it softer and wetter. Clouds rose in Ran Ran, and through the thick green leaves, golden clouds sparkled, and wisps of transparent lavender and light yellow light were reflected in the Woods.

Walking through the mossy slate, passing through a pile of crooked fences, pushing open the creaking door, there is a window inlaid with ancient blue brick walls. Enough paper is long gone, leaving only horizontal panes with red silk threads of different lengths hanging on them. The red silk rope swings helplessly in the wind, like someone is sad, and like a faint sadness that can't be blown away. ...

The evening breeze blows the most ripples on the river, and the sunset puts away the last afterglow and autumn frost, watching the last goose return. We stood quietly, our eyes wandering on the distant door of memory. When many people have passed away, when many people have withered, we can at least say to ourselves, "Don't be sad, I have experienced that feeling, although I have only experienced it."

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2. Beautiful sentences describing the environment

Spring has come, everything has revived, and the willow has pulled out her delicate branches. Today, it began to rain in Mao Mao, fluttering and spreading. Rows of willows on Xuanwu Lake disappeared in the boundless drizzle and gradually disappeared in the fog.

I see a row of weeping willows in the distance. All the willows have just turned green, and the green shadow dances behind the willows like a layer of green gauze under the breeze. It's beautiful.

Qiu Guang is overlapping. It secretly took three roads during the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter. But fruit trees that bear fruit in autumn bring people the joy of harvest. There are fruits everywhere!

Jiangnan in spring is beautiful, the wind is soft, the air is fresh and the sun is warm. Wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, scattered villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossing winding rivers, willow branches by the river spit out buds, and reeds are green as soon as they come out; The calm river wakes up from the simplicity of winter and is covered with the color of nature.

Wan Li is clear. Miss Chun squinted in the sun. The new green leaves and the fog and smoke in the fields are like her clothes. With the pace of her spring, the green grass broke through the ground and stood out almost with her feet.

The endless plain is flat and vast, like a huge dark green jade plate, which is breathtaking.

The endless plain stretches under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.

The intermittent rain, like a wisp of hazy smoke, enveloped the Huaihe River Plain stretching for thousands of miles.

The climate on the plateau is really unpredictable. Sometimes happy, sometimes angry; Sometimes it's windy, sometimes it's calm and motionless.

Spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail and fleeting.

There is also a thin river on the grassy grassland, which is exposed in the sun and looks like a glittering silver necklace from a distance.

On the grassland after the rain, wild flowers are in full bloom, like a flower scarf that has just been soaked in water, and even dew is colorful!

On the endless prairie, the breeze carries the fragrance of the soil and blows a large area of crops like ripples.

Night hangs over the grassland, a full moon shines from the fish-scale cloud gap, and the grassland is filled with hazy moonlight, rising like a faint silver fog.

How the grassland looks like the sea! Only quieter than the sea; How the grassland is like a picture without a frame, so vast that you can't see the edge.

3. A beautiful paragraph describing the environment (about 200 words) is full of stars and gentle wind.

Taking the sky as a curtain and the ground as a seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the refreshing summer night, listening to a pool of frogs and looking at the starry night sky. The sky is not pure black, but there is an infinite deep blue in black, which extends all the way to the distance.

My eyes really want to penetrate this shady layer, and I really want to see what the end of the day is. Looking up at the starry sky, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and frogs and insects in the field are playing beautiful music.

There are few stars in the moon, because the brightness of the moon will cover the inconspicuous starlight nearby, so there has been an idiom "there are few stars in the moon" since ancient times. So in this description, the beauty of the stars and the moon is beautiful, but it is not realistic.

The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty. At night, the evening breeze gently blows the curtains, the bright moon in the starry sky is dazzling, and seemingly small stars are embedded nearby. On such a night, you can temporarily forget those sad and troubled things, while sipping fragrant tea or coffee, while quietly watching the night sky.

4. The fragment about environmental description is about 150 words. Inadvertently, snow has floated outside the window. The belated snow has quickly fallen to the ground in the gloomy sky, flying over countless lonely lines and dancing with the wind, just like catkins falling from the sky, filling the sky for a time.

Like a fairy scattering flowers, endless snowflakes fall from the depths of the sky, like a gentle and graceful fairy wearing a white dress, paying tribute to all creatures with beautiful dance, and then gently covering the roof, grass tips and leaves. In an instant, the true colors of everything were quietly covered by the first snow since winter, and replaced by a thin layer of snow. In the blink of an eye, snowflakes use the power of nature.

Snowflakes are getting denser and denser, and they are scattered in the air endlessly. There are countless hexagonal elves in the community, who silently moisten everything and decorate the community with slender magic sticks. Naughty elves performed a wonderful dance freely, happily and Ying Ying in the air, perhaps because they stayed in the Heavenly Palace for too long. They seem to have released all their energy and rendered everything. Occasionally, a few snowflakes jump naughtily on the stainless steel shelves of every household, making a crisp knock from time to time, which seems to create a little momentum for the empty community. However, the hexagonal delicate snowflakes quickly melted into water droplets and adhered to the shelves washed by snow. The wind is blowing leisurely and stumbling, but they still won't let go. In the melting snow, a new world loomed.

5. The description of childhood environment 1. Yesterday in the dark house, my father lay sprawled on the floor.

2. There are several bearded Persians living upstairs in my house; Carl Mike, an old man selling sheepskin, lived in the basement; Along the stairs, you can slide down. If you fall, you will fall head first. It was raining, and I stood on the sticky mound and watched them put my father's coffin in the grave.

4. When the soil touches water, it will make a straight sound; Two frogs jumped down from the coffin and climbed up the pit wall, but the clods soon knocked them down again. We walked on a dirty street in a pony car.

The street is wide, with crimson houses on both sides. 6. I sat on my luggage and looked out from the small window. The frothy turbid water outside receded, and splashing water hit the window from time to time.

7. In the fog outside the window, moving black land is sometimes exposed, like a circle just cut from a big bread. Outside the door, there is no one in the dark corridor.

The copper inlaid on the stairs sparkled. 9. The footsteps and voices overhead quieted down, and the ship stopped ringing and chattering.

There is a wet wall outside the window of the hut. The cabin is dark, and the luggage seems to be too big, which makes me breathless. 10. The weather cleared up and grandma and I stayed on the deck all day.

The Volga River flows quietly, the autumn is crisp, the sky is clear and Wan Li, and the autumn colors on both sides are very strong, which is the scene before the harvest. The orange boat went upstream, and the oars slowly beat the blue water and rumbled.

A barge was towed behind the ship. The barge is gray, like a water turtle.

With the change of scenery, the scenery on both sides of the strait changes all the time, including cities, villages, mountains and rivers, the earth, and those golden leaves floating on the water.

6. The environmental description is about 50 words 1. Standing on the bridge of Xiaoshi River, leaning against the railing and looking to the west, Xiaoshi River is sparkling, like a jewel-encrusted princess, walking lively and quietly.

The weeping willows by the lake were bent by the strong wind, and the branches covered with green leaves swayed back and forth and danced on the rippling lake. In winter, I like to watch the sunset outside the Woods. I saw the sunset hanging in the sky. The light has faded, leaving only a bright red, slightly hazy, like egg yolk in a bowl, hidden behind the dense branches and leaves of Metasequoia glyptostroboides.

Brown and black branches and red full moon, like costume art photography, are full of tranquility and serenity. Spring is a green world.

The grass is tender green and the trees are new green. In the spring breeze, in the sun, all the greens are trembling, and they all contain crystal green light.

Everything is so fresh, quiet and poetic. Summer is a red world.

The flowers are red, the sun is red, and the butterfly on the little girl's head is red. All red is like a burning fire.

Everything in the world is full of passionate emotions. Autumn is a golden world, and golden leaves are flying in the air, like dancing golden butterflies.

In the field, the crops are ripe, and the harvesters rumble here, composing a golden symphony. Everything is so bright and dazzling.

Winter is a silver world, the sky is blue, the ground is silver, the snow is white and crystal clear. Silver is a beautiful and peaceful world.

All the year round, like an endless ribbon, the tranquility of spring, the fierceness of fear, the splendor of autumn and the tranquility of winter are all on this ribbon. Half a yellow leaf falls, and I hear the sound of life withering.

Yes, the geese flew south again, leaving only dead branches on the branches, and the spring water gradually dried up, and the chill came quietly. All this tells me that winter is coming. In my opinion, winter is the least romantic season, especially in the south. It can't see the snow and ice in the north. There is no Wan Li desert in the west, and there is no sound at all.

Winter in the south is always just a depression. The weather is very cold, but there is not a trace of moisture. The cold immersed in the bone marrow seems to have taken away all the warmth of the body, leaving only a cold mass that is as loose as dry floc and stuffed between the chest and lungs.

In this season, people's thinking will be frozen, and even emotions and romance will be forgotten in an instant. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to raise a trace of goodwill, even if there is an occasional wish, it will soon be thrown into the corner of memory.

Standing outdoors, take a breath gently. A mass of white fog is wrapped in warm air, stretching out in mid-air, dense, and melting into dry and cold air for a long time. The little hope that was just ignited was shattered, quietly and quietly disappeared, as if it had never happened, and it was already a special kind of wetness in the trance.

Xiao Shu grew into a big tree and became an old tree in winter. The branches of the old tree are staggered, and only a few scattered leaves are dotted with traces of life. The bark is slightly brown, as if it had been baked on a fire for a long time, and it has lost its spirit and is half curled, as if it would fall to the ground at any time.

In summer, only withered roots and leaves are left in the lotus pond in the mosaic field. It has long lost the charm of beads.

The cold wind shook gently, withered and withered leaves, as if quietly telling the beauty of the past, and as if quietly crying for the decline of the present. If there is another cold rain, more flowers will fall, which will help Li Yishan keep listening to the rain.

The mountains in the south are no longer as tall and majestic as those in the north, but they have lost their former runlang in winter, leaving a slightly gray figure standing quietly between heaven and earth. Silently guard a silence.

If there is a heavy snow in the north and the mountains are covered with white, it will be a magnificent picture and there will be new hope among the mountains. It's a pity that there is no snow in the south, just like scattered hills on the vast Jianghan Plain. Only the green shadows of pine and cypress are left in the mountains, which are as green as frost, and there is gray in the light green.

From a distance, it seems to be covered by flying dust.

7. Appreciation of the sentences used by the questioner to describe the environment 2011-kloc-010 23: 25.

At that time, I was in Nanjing, and I just started to remember some fragmentary things. Beautiful villages often appear in this painting. I quietly walked away from the adults and sat alone on the grass. The plane leaves began to fall and fall, and many mysterious aesthetic feelings fell into my heart together. I was lost at once, and my little heart could hardly bear the excitement. I just picked up a fallen leaf in confusion. The leaves are yellow-brown and curved, like a boat carrying dreams. There are two beautiful phoenix trees beside the boat, which will last for a long time. Every time there is a gust of wind, I shuttle through the rain of fallen leaves and pick up the plane trees all over the ground. There must be one or two buttonwood trees that I didn't pick up sprouting on the grass, right? Twenty years later, I seem to hear the distant west wind and the rustling of leaves in the wind. I can also see those boats carrying dreams, sailing on the grassland, sailing in the hope of a seed.

-Autumn in Zhang Xiaofeng

Appreciate this passage and express your love for buttonwood leaves with beautiful brushstrokes. The onomatopoeic words of "Sasha Vujacic" are vivid and vivid, allowing readers to guess the scene. Mysterious Beauty describes the characteristics of phoenix tree in autumn, which is mysterious and beautiful. Indus leaves are full of infinite charm and beauty in the author's eyes, which is very infectious. The shape of buttonwood leaves is vividly described by metaphor. The author describes the color and shape, and compares the leaves to a ship, which has a side. On the ship's side is a buttonwood tree, which fascinates everyone who looks at it and wants to see this beautiful buttonwood tree. The author has a rich imagination and shows the beauty of autumn to the fullest.

● Tea caves are built by mountains and rivers. On the side near the mountain, the wall climbed up the mountain like a long snake. On the waterfront side, there is room to set up a pier by the river outside the city and park a covered boat in the bay. When the boat went down, it took tung oil, green salt and dyed seeds.

-Shen Congwen's Border Town

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Good landscape writing should be concise and full of descriptive power. You can't find gorgeous words in Shen Congwen's pen, but you can clearly feel the outline of the scenery from such brushstrokes. "The wall is like a long snake, climbing up the mountain", and the unspeakable taste complements the faint breath of the article.

Now that the sun is rising and the fog is gradually dispersing, Yuan Ye is green and looks soft, which makes me feel that even if I accidentally fall from this mountain, I won't scratch a piece of skin, but I will be bounced twice at most, and I will get a green that can't be washed out by a sock. And the river around the foot of the mountain is also green. It is another kind of green, bright, as if mixed with oil. As for the mountain, it's still green, but it's just a bunch of dark green, which makes people feel that no matter where you start, you can't open a crack. People think that even if you dig it down two floors, its green color will not fade. In addition, my screen window is also green, very light green, really as ethereal as the gauze skirt of ancient beauty under the sunlight. You think, how can I write to you on such a green morning without being full of vibrant green?

-Zhang Xiaofeng's The First Snow

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The author fully mobilized his vision and touch, and wrote the green in spring. Metaphors are used in many places, and the images are vivid. I like this passage because it is very warm after reading it. Where does this warmth come from? I think it flowed from those warm words. "Bright", "rich" and "full of vitality" are more poetic and beautiful because they are written for children. The green color in the author's works seems to be alive and flowing, as if it appeared in the letter. I like green, too. I like this piece of green written by the author. Their energy makes people feel happy and hopeful.

After the low call, the whole world was shrouded in the shadow of snow-white flowers.

The sky is clear, the mountains stretch, and clusters of white flowers are like flowing rivers. It seems that all life in the world should come by appointment. At this moment, in the sunshine as transparent as honey, they cheered at the same time and rotated at the same time, turning into countless floating points.

-Xi Murong's Tonghua

Appreciate:

This passage depicts the beautiful scenery of tung flowers in full bloom with vivid and beautiful brushstrokes. The combination of vision and hearing, dynamic and static, is full of vitality and movement. The author compares the prosperous and blooming scene to a flowing river, and compares the sunlight to alcohol and honey, and describes this scene beautifully. The last sentence strengthens the language situation, making people feel the vitality of the eruption when tung flowers are in full bloom, as if the whole hillside is covered with tung flowers, and the tension of life is infinitely extended.

● Like a slap, bright red, bright red; Like a fan, flat; Like a blooming flower, it will never fade!

-"Autumn Leaves"

Appreciation: This sentence uses metaphor and parallelism to write the color, shape and posture of autumn leaves, showing the beauty of autumn leaves and autumn colors.

At this time, the bird is a leaf, and a leaf is a chirping note. On a lonely winter day, the old pagoda tree is a song.

Appreciation: This sentence compares a bird sitting on a branch to a leaf, a birdsong to a note, and an old locust tree to a song, which vividly shows the lively scene of the old locust tree in winter.

8. Inadvertently, snowflakes have floated outside the window. The late snow, dense and dense, quickly fell to the ground in the gloomy sky. It flies over countless solitary lines, whirling and dancing with the wind, just like catkins falling from the sky, and permeates the sky for a time.

Like a fairy scattering flowers, endless snowflakes fall from the depths of the sky, like a gentle and graceful fairy wearing a white dress, paying tribute to all creatures with beautiful dance, and then gently covering the roof, grass tips and leaves. In an instant, the true colors of everything were quietly covered by the first snow since winter, and replaced by a thin layer of snow. In the blink of an eye, snowflakes use the power of nature. Snowflakes are getting denser and denser, and they are scattered in the air endlessly.

There are countless hexagonal elves in the community, who silently moisten everything and decorate the community with slender magic sticks. Naughty elves performed a wonderful dance freely, happily and Ying Ying in the air, perhaps because they stayed in the Heavenly Palace for too long. They seem to have released all their energy and rendered everything. Occasionally, a few snowflakes jump naughtily on the stainless steel shelves of every household, making a crisp knock from time to time, which seems to create a little momentum for the empty community. However, the hexagonal delicate snowflakes quickly melted into water droplets and adhered to the shelves washed by snow. The wind is blowing leisurely and stumbling, but they still won't let go.

In the melting snow, a new world loomed.

9. What are the sentences describing the indoor environment? 1. Walk into my cabin and you will find a clothes hanger, a unique cot and a neat desk. Although the hut is small, it is very useful.

The room is neat, with a simple bed in the corner, a plaid curtain at one end and a flour-brushed wall at the other.

There are mud bricks under the ground, which are really spotless, but very wet, as if they would never do it again after washing for the last time.

The windows in the basement face the street, and blinds are installed for fear that children will throw stones, which are covered with grotesque weeds collected from fences, ditches and fields.

There are herbs hanging everywhere in that room, and the light is blocked; Herbs give off an unpleasant smell when they are air-dried.

6. This room is simple but gorgeous. The room is round, near the wall, with a circle of fixed benches.

7. Next to the window is the black table covered with a tablecloth that was green earlier, but now it is all spotted.

Due to the long and narrow terrain, this room is often shrouded in darkness. It is more like a grave than a room.

9. This is a clean and elegant room. A Simmons double bed, placed in the middle of the room, covered with a white bedspread embroidered with small flowers.

10. Chairs also have colored covers, one of which is very tall with carved ivory footstool in front. There are at least four silver lampstands, lit with tall candles, which illuminate the whole room brightly.

1 1. This study looks very quiet. The air is general and warm. The fire slowly glowed red.

12. Walk into the cold room. This is a western-style room: on the fireplace, there is a copy of an oil painting hanging horizontally, which depicts a young girl leaning on her hand, her beautiful eyes drooping slightly, thinking there.

13. A huge white marble banquet hall: red curtains, shiny mosaic floors, many tables in the middle of green columns, gold, silver and glassware shining on the white tablecloth.

14. The house is also very different from ordinary farmers. Generally, there is a broken bed at home, with some chopping boards, pots and pans and other sundries on it. There is a little landlord style here. There is a table in the middle, with several immortals on it, a plush chair on each side, and a red cloth chair cushion on the chair.

15. The veil hangs low, creating a hazy atmosphere. The surrounding stone walls are all covered with brocade, and even the ceiling of the room is separated by embroidered felt, which is both warm and warm.