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Landscape copy (selected 46 sentences) 1. Summer rain and wind and rain, everywhere is full of harshness; Autumn rain is lovely rain, she is full of affection; The rain in winter is ruthless, and it contains a cold breath. However, what I like best is the colorful spring rain after the cold winter. 2. In summer, the sun is shining, there is no wind, and the steamer is general and 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. You're chasing me. How happy you are! 3. Qiu's mother-in-law brought good harvest pigments and good news. The melons and fruits in the orchard are fragrant, the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng bend the branches, golden lanterns are hung on pear trees, and apples show red cheeks. In the field, the sea of rice turns up golden waves, and sorghum raises burning torches. There seems to be a celebration dinner! The geese fly south, and they are arranged in the shape of "people", as if to say, "industrious people draw pictures of autumn." The leaves were also dyed yellow by Qiu's mother-in-law When the wind blows, leaves fly in the air like butterflies and slowly fly to the ground. Qiu dressed Qilian Mountain in a colorful golden dress. In spring, everything revives, and peanut trees are full of vitality everywhere. It's really "spring can't close the garden, an almond goes out of the wall." A spring breeze blows, and the grass dances happily, sometimes stretching its arms, sometimes bending down to touch the ground, and sometimes swinging from side to side, like a slim girl, dancing and playing. In spring, rain is the most common. It is like an old man who talks endlessly, spilling a little whirlpool of language to every corner of the mountain village. It is also like a sentimental pianist, knocking out a string of tinkling notes and infiltrating into every leaf of the tree. I've always wanted to write a poem for spring, but my poem can't write the secret of spring's vitality. In autumn, when the dates are ripe, the adults carry laundry baskets and sickles, facing the rising sun, to harvest the rice that fluctuates like the sea in the field. The children came to my house to stutter dates, and I only caught a little. Jujube saw it and shook it by itself. Xiaozaoer stuffed it straight into my pocket like an obedient child. It seemed to say to me: Pay quickly! I picked up the dates and washed them under the tap. I eat them bit by bit. Very sweet. No wonder everyone else likes them. Before the end of autumn, leaves fall from trees, just like many beautiful butterflies flying in the air. 6. In spring, jujube trees grow green leaves, like wearing a green dress. Birds often chirp and sing on the branches. Sometimes the jujube tree seems angry and ignores people with a frown. But as soon as I heard the bird sing, it immediately became active, jumping branches, as if a little shy, and I couldn't help dancing. 7. In winter, although the green trees are withered, the roadside is full of grass and wild flowers, standing upright in the cold wind. They tell you, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" 8. In winter, the fields are covered with snow-white clothes, and snowflakes fall gently from the endless sky, one after another, fluttering ... one after another, 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! 9. In winter, jujube trees tremble because of heavy snow. Our partner took out a shovel from home and made a snowman next to the jujube tree, so that the jujube tree would have a partner and would not be lonely. 10. Autumn is a piece of golden rice. When the breeze blows, the rice begins to sing a harmonious song. At this time, industrious farmers are harvesting rice. The song of rice and the joy of harvest are intertwined, and a symphony of harvest is played. 1 1. In autumn, sorghum is like a drunk. When the wind came, he was drunk, stagger, and endless golden wheat waves. The ears of rice are golden, and the shoulders and ears are crowded together; The blooming cotton peaches are like a silver ocean, with clusters of snowflakes floating. 12. In spring, my hometown is full of green grass and flowers. The green tree pulled out its branches and the birds sang happily. Looking around, it is a continuous mountain. Against the backdrop of spring, it is like a velvet carpet, extending to the horizon. Graceful flowers dotted the mountains, attracting butterflies of all colors; Deep in the mountain are rows of terraces with different shapes, which, as the name implies, are rice fields like steps; The winding path divides the rice fields into ever-changing shapes, some like crescent moons, some like boats, and some like sickles ... When the seedlings grow in spring, bright green adds more beauty to the hometown. 13. Listen! Birds are twittering and singing beautiful songs. It turns out that teacher Chun is here! Spring is the season when everything revives. The willows in the bay sprouted. From a distance, they look like a thin layer of green gauze. I send water to the willows from time to time. They have great vitality. That's what I meant when I said, "You can't plant flowers with your heart, but you can't plant willows without your heart." 14. In the evening, the sunset hangs high in the sky like a mature big apple, making the sky full of gorgeous colors. After the bell rang, the students quickly packed their schoolbags and everyone strolled outside the campus in twos and threes. The evening breeze slowly brought flowers, which really made people feel relaxed and saw the sun, all his glory. This is the evening in my hometown. 15. Walking into the wide gate, there is a solemn statue in front of you, which is the symbol of Guihua Primary School. It has a beautiful name-Star of Hope. Three teenagers wearing red scarves represent the students of the whole school and are the future and hope of the motherland. Next to the statue, there is a green belt with many sculptures of small animals. They remind every student to love animals and protect nature. Every morning, there are several welcome pines to greet students. After crossing the green belt, what you see is a wide plastic runway, flat and colorful. Every week we go to physical education class here, running and exercising. & amp#9758; Related reading: sentences describing the scenery A beautiful poem describing the scenery 16. You can feel the fragrance of flowers and plants as soon as you go out, as if to remind you to forget yesterday's troubles and invest in a new and beautiful day. Like China, the road design here is not wide, the asphalt color is dark, the zebra crossing and the driveway are clear, but you will feel "unaccustomed" because there are no cracks pressed by cars and there are few potholes, but a kind of beauty that blends with nature. 17. The mountains in Zhangjiajie are really high! You stand on the top of the mountain, and the sunshine seems to be within reach. Where are the white clouds? If only I could pick a white cloud! Not far away, a group of tourists are pointing at the foot of the mountain. I walked over and looked down, not surprisingly: the white clouds were halfway up the mountain. From a distance, it looks like a white belt tied to the mountainside, which is very wonderful. I quickly shouted: "Mom, come and see, the white clouds are coming!" " "This cry attracted a large group of tourists. Suddenly, the exclamation and praise were endless, echoing in this forest for a long time ... 18. It was raining in Mao Mao on the farm, and farmers were wearing hats and hemp fibers in the rain, so they could not see people's faces clearly. The rain stopped, and the beautiful mushrooms held up colorful umbrellas and danced with the gentle spring breeze. The sun is coming out, it radiates warm and brilliant sunshine, adding a little vitality to spring! Look! The leaves are bright green, and the grass climbs out of the ground, happily opens its eyes and enjoys the colorful world. 19. The chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow. All the leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on the branches, like orange lanterns, full of the smell of autumn harvest. After 20.2 o'clock, the sky changed from bright to dark, and slowly, slowly, it began to rain. With a loud noise, raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky and landed on the eaves, roofs and land. At first glance, it is everywhere. The thunder and lightning are louder and louder, and the rain is more and more turbulent, as if to wash away the dirt of the world. 2 1. And the orchard in autumn is even more charming. When you stand in the orchard, you will feel a sweet breath. Purple grapes are like pearls hanging from branches, bathed in dew and shining in the sun. The rough shell of litchi reveals maturity and richness. Big, red apples, like children's red faces. Squeeze around and wait for someone to pick it! 22. My favorite is a small river not far from home. It is said that whether it is deep or shallow, it is all made up of rainwater. In a narrow place, put a few small stones and you can cross on foot; The wide place, like a pool of water, is crystal clear and crystal clear, and the vegetation on both sides of the river is really rippling. This is the water in my hometown. 23. If you wanted to describe a season you like with a color, what would you say? Spring, full of green; Summer is full of flowers, so it is red; In winter, it is wrapped in silver; What about autumn-naturally it is monotonous golden yellow. But I love this monotonous gold. Probably because I was born in winter. Winter is silver and autumn is gold, so autumn and winter are good friends. Naturally, I also regard Qiu as my good friend. 24. In a blink of an eye, winter came. Willow Bay in winter is bare and you can look up at the sky. From one end of the bay, you can see the other end at a glance, stepping on the "carpet" paved with fallen leaves and stroking the old "skin" of willow trees. It seems that I can clearly feel the touch of "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud to protect flowers". I often play here with my friends and want to bring some long-lost joy to this willow bay. 25. The mountains in Zhangjiajie are really beautiful! The shadowy mountains are like a sleeping fairy, covered with cicada-like gauze, affectionate and silent. On a jade-green mountain, there are several lilac, golden yellow and bright red Ceylon florets, which set off the mountain gracefully. The mountain at this time, like a quiet and shy girl, tore off a piece of white cloud as a scarf and covered her beautiful face. 26. 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 a warm wind, not like the spring breeze, which contains the smell of fruit trees and the fragrance of flowers and plants, gently and gently passing through people's hearts. -A selection of beautiful sentences describing the scenery. Gently through the morning light in April, shaking the light green of the trees beside the city. The sunshine at dawn fell happily, touching a sleepy green leaf and scattering it all over the floor. The mottled cracks suddenly became lively. 27. There are several flower beds on campus. The flowers in the flower bed compete with each other, and the fragrance of flowers attracts many bees and butterflies. Hard-working bees sing while picking honey. Butterflies are dancing among the flowers, which is very beautiful. There are many kinds of green trees on campus, which stick to the campus every day and add a lot of vitality to the school. 28. "The grass is green and the trees are green"-the campus in Singapore left these in my deepest memory. This is a full of green world, a vibrant campus. Walking on the road, the dense brown elms covered the blue sky, and the sun shone through the green leaves and fell to the ground in bits and pieces. When the wind blows gently, it jumps on the ground, just like the twinkling stars in the middle of the night, very beautiful. 29. The mountains in Zhangjiajie are really strange! Look at that mountain, it seems to have been split in half alive. What's that bump? This is an axe. Hey, does that sound familiar? Yes, the story of agarwood chopping mountain to save mother! Even if this happened in Huashan, we can see this scene in Zhangjiajie, because of the wonder of Zhangjiajie and the wonder of nature. Look! The flowers here are really fragrant, which can be described as Wan Li fragrance. An array of butterflies surrounded by bees above flowers; Look at the grass, its green posture, tender, can not help but want to be touched and protected; It was that tree that caught my attention! Some trees are green and tall, others are like giant soldiers. I walked and watched on campus, which seemed like a fairyland on earth, but what attracted me most was the flower beds filled with all kinds of flowers and trees. 3 1. In the orchard, pomegranate smiled, apples put on red coats, and dolls on vines put on 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. 32. From a distance, the mountains connecting east and west become colorful, and the sea and sky in the south are spectacular. The tall buildings at the foot of the northern mountain are no longer so tall, and the roads extending in all directions have become thin "blood vessels". Cars are like slow-moving blood. It's really the feeling of standing on a high place looking at the distance and being close at hand. 33. I looked up at the deep blue sky and scattered stars blinked wearily. Everything around me is blurred. I stared at the east, and the east gradually turned white. After a while, all the stars disappeared. Gradually, the east is a little red, and it is getting stronger and stronger, and it continues to expand upwards. Finally. The sun father-in-law showed half a flaming smiling face, which dyed the horizon red. 34. There are beautiful natural orchards in Gu Feng Garden, where10,000 various fruit trees have been carefully cultivated. The fruits here are very, very big, especially apples, which are as big as two fists and have a very strong fragrance. Everyone's feet are often caught by that smell. Seasonal fruit trees are bent and covered with attractive fruits, such as litchi in May-July, longan in July-August, pomegranate, jujube and carambola in September-65438+10, and olives and mangoes all year round. 35. The spring breeze in February, warm and humid during the day, blows on the face, but it is a bit like the smell of cotton tidbits blowing on the face; But at night, especially late at night, it's a bit like scissors. The night wind fluttered on the beach, and the willow trees on the beach danced hard with her tender and oily branches like drunk. 36. Walking on the walking ladder, there are many stone lions with different shapes on both sides. Some stone lions are playing with the top ball, which looks very cute; Some stone lions are waving to tourists as if welcoming them; And stone lions, staring at you mercilessly with their eyes, seem to be angry that tourists have disturbed their rest. The most attractive thing is grandma's lotus pond, which contains lotus leaves, lotus flowers and lotus roots. Some of these flowers are in bloom, some are not in bloom, and some are in bud. These flowers are pink in color. They are really beautiful! The color of the lotus leaf is green, the leaves are big, the lotus stems are curved, and some are straight. When the wind blows, the lotus leaves will turn like a top and dance. Bees and butterflies also come to dance on lotus and lotus leaves. How beautiful! 38. After bathing in the spring rain, nothing is more charming than the green hills. The whole hillside is lush green. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls. 39. At first glance, the sparse forest and the faint moon are quite like a wild river crossing against the blue sky; Over there, it is dark and seems to hide endless darkness; It's almost incredible that the Qinhuai River is bustling, but the dizzy lights, criss-crossing scrolls, melodious flute rhyme and squeaky huqin sound in the river finally let us know the green Qinhuai River, and the sky here is more bare, which makes us feel late at night; From the sunny Shui Ying, what we feel is only the thin night, which is the night of Qinhuai River. 40. The sea is rough, and one huge wave is connected with another, like a lion with its mouth wide open, as if to swallow the speedboat we built. The sea is so blue, like a broad and boundless blue silk, which has been spread to the horizon. Seagulls on the sea fly and fall, showing beautiful patterns to Blue Silk. 4 1. The wind caressed the crops, sometimes bent and sometimes lifted, as if the earth was breathing rhythmically, and the mature wheat was full of vitality. Where does the wind come from? There is a whisper among the wheat ears. 42. The mountains in Putuo are really beautiful! Some are like green barriers, others are like newborn bamboo shoots, with bright colors and reflections in the water. 43. It is so stretched and elegant. Especially in midsummer, hot and green, pink, white, purple ... they don't give in to each other, but they open their hearts to each other, as if they were performing a fashion show. On the huge green lotus leaf, small water drops rolled around, and occasionally some small frogs jumped on a lotus leaf and used it as a platform. In the sun, the water drops sparkle and look lovely. 44. Fenglin has laid a red carpet on the floor. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves make a rushing sound, as if clapping hands to celebrate the harvest scene. Look, these chrysanthemums are blooming with enthusiasm! How vigorous! Yellow. Red. White. Purple ... flowers one after another, clusters, facing the autumn wind, covered with frost, vying for beauty, spitting incense, everywhere, have become a colorful world. 45. 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. 46. The wind is coming. First of all, a gentle breeze blew from the northwest beach, gently rolled up Nightcrawler's skirt and teased the dead leaves on the road. There was a slight rustle in the wilderness. After a while, the wind was very strong, and the sorghum on the roadside swayed wildly, and the dead branches on the trees fell off one after another. A terrible howl came from the distant wilderness and the clouds became deeper. The rumbling thunder seems to have rushed out of the heavy encirclement of dark clouds, and it is like an explosion, rolling in from the northwest.