93 excerpts of beautiful scenery sentences

93 excerpts of beautiful scenery sentences

The wheat fields are golden and the golden osmanthus is fragrant. It is the autumn harvest season, and the full harvest embodies blessings for the mountains and rivers of the motherland. November of that year, that period of November, has been a whole year. I clearly remember that the coldness of that year cannot be described as the coldness of this year. The icy wind surged from all directions without any gaps. , the sky is always gloomy, it drizzles every day, and it is cold and despairing. The following are 93 sentences about beautiful scenery that I carefully compiled. I hope you all like them.

1. A purple-red morning glow appeared in the sky, like a blooming red rose. The sun, which had just risen, was full of energy and overflowing with red light, illuminating the whole world brightly.

2. The park is extremely beautiful at night, with all kinds of things. The shining lights are like colorful fireworks, filling the park, making the park more beautiful and charming.

3. Spring is here, the grass is green, the flowers are red, and the grass secretly emerges from the soil. In the spring breeze, the grass sways. From a distance, there are large patches of grass. Green, so pretty. The grass drilled upwards with all its strength. If you don’t let me, I won’t let you. When you are tired, drink some dewdrops from the rain. Just one drop of dew can moisten the entire body of the grass. The grass drills upwards desperately. The grass that emerged from the ground early breathed the fresh air in this bright world and sighed: "Ah, what a brilliant world, I want to grow up quickly!"

4. The ground, you You will be surprised. The bent and exhausted grass turned into vibrant green grass, which can be said to be "renewed"! On both sides of the road, there are still small flowers blooming like stars; there are also long weeping willows by the lake. Everyone is vying to dress up so that they can play with everyone at night; occasionally you can see a group of clever little sparrows, chirping, The loud singers on the lake, "Mr. Frog" and the "Green Fairy" - dragonfly, and "Pink Girl" - butterfly: two dancers also came to join this chorus, which was really singing and dancing.

5. Fat Xiaoyeer is like a fat baby who has just woken up.

6. Heavy snow fell like feathers in the sky. White snow is flying in the sky, flying all over the sky. The roofs, cars, and trees seemed to be dressed in silver; the crops in the fields and the lawns in the parks were all covered with a layer of snow-white quilts. The whole world is dyed white, so beautiful!

7. In summer, he waved the magic wand in his hand and brought us a vibrant blue. You see, there are white clouds floating in the blue sky, and in the distance, the blue sea is blown by the summer wind, rolling up layers of waves.

8. The chickens are crowing and the chickens are fighting. After driving the chickens up the trees, I heard the sound of knocking on the firewood and thorns. Four or five elders asked me about my long journey. Each one has something to carry in his hand, pouring out the turbid and clearing it up.

9. In spring, everything revives, with peanuts and trees everywhere, full of life. It's true that "the garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." A spring breeze blows, and the grass dances happily, sometimes stretching its arms, sometimes bending down to touch the ground, sometimes swaying from side to side, like a graceful girl Dance and play to your heart's content. In spring, rain is the most common. It is like a chattering old man, spreading a colorful language into every corner of the mountain village; it is also like a sentimental piano player, knocking out a string of tinkling notes. , seeping into every leaf of the tree. I have always wanted to write a poem for spring, but my poems can never express the secret of spring's vitality.

10. The moon shines through the window lattice, and thoughts are invisible. I miss the dreams I cling to and the emotions I can’t let go. A poem is sung in tears, telling the heartache that cannot be let go: thousands of miles away to see relatives, dreams are broken and yin and yang are difficult to see each other, paper money curls up in smoke with the wind, and a bouquet of plain flowers is thought of in many ways. Like raindrops, tears fall down, infinite sadness weeps in my heart, I send my thoughts across Fengdu City, and my kindness will stay in my heart forever!

11. The mist and clouds cover the misty sky, and the vast air penetrates the sky. The cold light shines on the majestic face, what a jade peak that reaches the sky!

12. Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn is cool, autumn branches, autumn leaves, autumn grass are yellow, autumn clouds, autumn moon, crisp autumn air, autumn chrysanthemums, autumn wild geese are busy with autumn harvest, autumn feelings and autumn feelings are lingering, autumn thoughts are melancholy, and the weather is cool. It’s autumn, so remember to add some autumn clothes so you don’t catch a cold! Qingqiu is locked in the deep courtyard!

13. Covered in the soft spring light, let the slightly sweet wind pass by. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains the most touching tenderness.

14. Autumn has arrived. Every year when autumn comes in a hurry, the fiery red maple leaves on the maple trees by the lake and the road, when the wind blows, the golden leaves fall down, like golden butterflies. Flying in the air. Rows of geese in the blue sky are flying to the warm south to spend the winter! Pieces of golden fields are like pieces of golden ocean. The hard-working farmer uncle keeps harvesting rice to make adequate preparations for his own food. Late at night, the bright moonlight accompanies me. Whenever I celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, I always think about the autumn scenery and eat fragrant and sweet mooncakes. ah! This beautiful autumn is really a cool season and a good season for reading. I want to praise it and make use of it.

15. The autumn frost whitens the heart, and gray occupies the eyes. No matter how hard you try, the alienated figure is always thin around you, unable to give up, unable to be deleted; all the things before and all in the future are entangled with each other, each other. entangled.

16. Open one after another. Its colors are even more colorful: bright red, pink, milky white, dark purple, yellow... It's like a fairy descended from the earth to make the cyclamen extremely delicate and beautiful!

17. Cuogao Lake, the lake in my hometown, you are the pride of your children, you are the glory of your children. Your today is infinitely beautiful, and your tomorrow will be even more brilliant.

18. The wind passes through the water, leaving behind sparkling ripples; the sun passes through the clouds, leaving a trace of warmth; the years pass through the woods, leaving behind rings of growth. .

19. On the way to Xifeng, Huashan seems to have changed its clothes and appearance, becoming gentle and elegant, just like the misty and rainy Jiangnan. The emerald green trees wrap the originally naked Huashan skin, covering his masculinity in softness. Birdsong will be heard from the roadside, and thin morning mist and morning dew will appear in the distance. Dotted with green grass under the trees, a whistling autumn wind, a mist and rain, if paired with a pot of sake and a guzheng song, an ancient pavilion or a wupeng flowing water, it will be a fairyland on earth. The mist moistens the old trees, the new moss is green, and the wind blows the leaves dancing in the mist and rain. Every mountain and every stone is included in the painting, the sky is high and the clouds are light and the peaks are locked.

20. A crescent moon is embedded in the blue sky, which is poetic, picturesque, beautiful and quiet. The night sky is dotted into a shallow sea, and the white sails that appear and disappear in the fog are slowly fluttering in the breeze. Everything is just a sketch outlined with green light. The white shadows of the clouds seem to also add a touch of light under the moon. Light smoke.

21. The industrious little bee also came to the lilac house as a guest, chatting and laughing non-stop. Before leaving, the lilac flower gave the bee some sweet pollen. The butterfly danced a beautiful dance to celebrate the arrival of the spring girl.

22. The scenery of the small garden is greener than expected. The earthy smell overflowing from the green world flows through the small mounds with the sun behind it. A large area of ??tender green pours into the eyes, and every grain of grass The raindrops falling on the leaves, and the small pale yellow flowers dripping dew into another world with a smile.

23. At night, the building decorated with neon lights looks at the patterns and words surrounded by neon lights. Those words and patterns appear particularly clear and eye-catching. The patterns are even more lifelike and lifelike.

24. I like traveling to places with beautiful scenery.

25. In addition to watchtowers, Jiangmen is full of landscape gardens. The latest eight scenic spots in the hometown of overseas Chinese in Jiangmen are: "The Shadow of East Lake" in Jiangmen East Lake Park, "Bird Paradise" in Xinhui Tianma Village, "Guifeng Mountain" in Xinhui Guifeng Mountain Scenic Area, Taishan Shangchuan Island Seaside Tourist Area "Chuandao Style" in Kaiping Tangkou Town, "Spring Dawn in the Garden" in Kaiping, "Wonderful Watchtowers" in Kaiping, "Hot Spring Wonderland" in Enping, "Yan Shadow Waves" in Heshan Dayan Mountain Scenic Area, etc.

26. In the blurred night sky, a golden boat hangs in the gray-black sky, carrying a warehouse full of dreams, sailing to the depths of the clouds; the cool breeze blows gently on the plain veil of the night, Dust off the dust of the years; the melting moonlight flows quietly, breaking the bank of memory; scattered bits and pieces, softly sprinkled on the leaves, showing a light green; the gorgeous silver wraps a trace of coolness, paving the way. The luxury of land.

27. The moonlight shines through the trees, and the dense bushes at high places cast jagged and mottled black shadows, as steep as ghosts; the sparse shadows of the curved willows, however, are It's like painting on a lotus leaf. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform; but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, like the famous music played on the Buddhist bell.

28. After the autumn rain, the fruits in the orchard are all wearing pearl necklaces. There are many colors, some of which are red. The autumn chrysanthemums are blown awake, and everything else is asleep. The blue sky and white clouds of the golden autumn are flowing. Use your hands to shake the branches.

29. When we returned to the foot of the mountain, we looked back at Lushan Mountain. It was already shrouded in clouds and mist. My mother taught me another poem by Su Dongpo: "Looking at it from the side, it looks like a ridge and a peak on its side, with different heights near and far." . I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. "It makes me have endless memories."

30. The trees on the hillside were also quietly pulling out new branches and growing new shoots like grass.

31. There are so many stones in Huaxi. The banks of the entire stream and in the stream are covered with stones. The stones in Huaxi are really dangerous. They look very stable, but they are wobbly when you stand on them. The stones in Huaxi are so strange, some are like the sun, and some are like ducks...

32. The autumn in September is a poetic watercolor painting. Golden rice, white cotton flowers, red maple leaves, yellow autumn chrysanthemums, purple morning glory, clear water reflecting the blue sky. "The mountains are clear and the water is clear, frost comes at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow." Who said that a thousand colors are always spring?

33. You don’t need to understand the thoughts of the leaves, but you must understand the two sides of the leaves. Therefore, some people see the decline and helplessness of life in autumn, while some people see the glory and warmth of life in autumn.

34. The nearby garden seems to be separated by a thin layer of white gauze, blurry, giving people a mysterious feeling of "not knowing the true face of Mount Lu".

35. Some people like the vast snow, some like the silky drizzle, but I like the charming fog.

36. The autumn days are long, and the leaves fall peacefully to the ground. That is their final destination, and life ends here. This is a gentle and sad ending. Perhaps its dream has been shattered, but it is not sad at all, and it smiles as before.

37. Autumn is here, and the earth is wearing a new golden dress. Miss Qiu gives fruits to people; when the rice is ripe, Miss Qiu holds the heavy rice and gives it to the farmer uncle with a smile.

38. There are swallows hovering on the bamboo curtains on the beams. In the past, the swallows were in front of the king's palace. Could it be that they have flown to this courtyard today? Could the bell and tripod on the desk be an old artifact from Jingu?

39. What a gentle little snowflake. However, if you look around, you will see what a vast and beautiful world the snowflakes form. The usually dilapidated earthen houses of farmhouses, the fortressed courtyard walls, fences, and well platforms have all been transformed into marble structures at this time, turning into beautiful buildings and jade buildings; the clusters of ordinary trees have also become marble structures at this time. Suddenly the bright silver flowers unfolded proudly. Mountains and fields are blended with the heaven and earth into a pure white body, and people's hearts are also condensed with holy and flawless feelings.

40. In the field of hope, work hard; in the field of hope, work hard; in the field of hope, harvest ideals!

41. There are so many flowers in the garden, so many like stars in the sky, so densely packed; the flowers in the garden are so colorful, branches and branches of flowers are colorful, and they look so dazzling to the rays of the sky, like The rainbow in the sky is so gorgeous; the flowers in the garden are so fragrant, so fragrant that it makes you feel as if you are playing in the painting. Then someone took a photo of me, and I realized that I was playing in the garden.

42. The leaves are yellow, the wind is cool, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the spirit is refreshing; the leaves are falling, the wind is blowing, the sky is blue and the clouds are white and lazy; the leaves are light, the wind is crazy, the sky is cold and the clouds are blue, making people melancholy.

43. Some people describe Siguniang Mountain like this: Siguniang Mountain breeds the dream of silver winter, the life of green spring, the hope of golden autumn, and the longing of blue summer. Siguniang Mountain, when you walk into it and get close to it, you will know what beauty is. This kind of beauty brings you a variety of different feelings. Her beauty has not changed in the rotation of the four seasons. Siguniang Mountain is like a graceful girl. And like a heroic warrior, standing between heaven and earth, extremely holy, worthy of being the Alps of the East after Shushan Mountain.

44. The autumn wind blows immediately, and the top mountain is surrounded by thousands of cliffs and valleys. The clouds and mist are thrown away, and the body is in the purple air of the blue sky. "Crossing Balang Mountain, the winding roads are full of misty haze. Looking from the top of the mountain, white clouds cover the long canyon, the wind is surging, the waves are majestic, and it is spectacular. There are also dense virgin forests in the valley, and wonderful usnea hanging in the forest.

45. Some people say: "Either travel or study, body and soul, one must be on the road." "On this trip to western Sichuan, we walked into Mount Siguniang. Mount Siguniang is four peaks standing side by side. The mountain is steep, pointing straight into the blue sky, covered with ice and snow, and shining like silver. It enjoys the reputation of "Queen of Shu Mountain".

46. I looked out from the window, hey! Spring has indeed arrived. Look, the green grass outside slowly pokes out like in the cartoon. Look again, the stars in the flat grass. What's that blinking thing? Oh! Those are cute little flowers, and are there little bugs crawling around in the petals? Hey, it turns out to be Thumbelina sleeping in the petals! The long-dried willow tree also stretched out its green hands, and the beautiful spring girl came gently!

47. The beautiful Taal Lake will always be the favorite of all our hometown people. The blue waves of Er Lake are rippling, and the floating light is golden. Industrious fishermen are rowing and driving small fishing boats back and forth on the lake. Groups of ospreys and wild ducks are constantly chirping, or flying freely in the sky. , or forage leisurely on the shore. The lake water nourishes countless fish and shrimps. Standing on the shore, people can often see fish and shrimps jumping out of the water happily, as if they are holding a unique song and dance. . The geese and ducks raised in the fishery often wander to the lake. They like to swim happily on the water...

48. When people perm and dye their hair to make it curly and fluffy, When it is colorful, it seems that everyone forgets that they originally have dark and beautiful hair.

49. But I would like to add one thing: busyness is a means of life, not the purpose of life. Being busy does not mean giving up all leisure. In some big cities, such as Tokyo, Japan, people work day and night. According to statistics, each person works an average of more than ten hours a day (not including after get off work). Does this reflect their life? Is it possible that the level will be improved? I’m afraid not necessarily. The incidence of depression and mental illness is very high there, so you have to be moderately busy.

50. That rain should be golden and dyed. The world is bright. You are sleeping on the wings of a butterfly, and you have flown over thousands of rivers and mountains. The forests and waterfalls are singing, the mushrooms are growing quietly, the snails are crawling across the grass, and the dandelions say you are early. We don't need to hold an umbrella. Sunflowers, the rain is falling slowly, and we are flying slowly. 51. Autumn is coming to us again with steady steps, and autumn is walking away quietly. Zi Ta shattered Xia Tian's rumors.

Autumn is beautiful, dancing with her skirt in graceful rhythm.

52. On the right side of the park is a pool. The water in the pool is quiet and green, as quiet as a mirror and as green as a flawless emerald.

53. The woods in the park are also beautiful. There are trees planted on the hills in the park. The leaves of the sycamore trees slowly turn yellow as time goes by and fall one after another; the leaves of the maple trees turn red, and the park is shrouded in red clouds, which also adds a sense of beauty to autumn. Very enthusiastic. The leaves of the cypress trees are still so green, which makes you intoxicated.

54. The drizzle in April, which suddenly clears and falls, makes the air feel strangely cool. The young leaves are still very small, but there is some green everywhere.

55. The peach blossoms in my hometown have disappeared without a trace, and the shadows of mountains and windows in the small building are heavy. If you see Shouhu disease Xizi, the withered autumn wind reflects the red mountains.

56. Looking around, the paddy field has been covered with lotus flowers. The bright red water droplets flow down with the rain, and the semi-dissolved sea of ??flowers stretches endlessly in the colorful clouds. Looking up, the majestic flowers in between The mountain peaks spit out thin spring clouds in the belly of the mountains.

57. Some people say that the moonlight is beautiful, but it cannot compare with the comfort of friends; the stars are beautiful, but cannot be compared with the embellishment of friendship; the night sky is beautiful, but cannot be compared with the preciousness of friendship. Yes, the sky illuminated by friendship is the most brilliant at any time. But under this gray autumn sky, where did my friendship go? My friends, when can I laugh happily with you like before? .

58. The raindrops fell, like musicians playing, but the sound was clear and crisp. They happily throw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth, "swish, swish, swish" and tell the anecdotes along the way; sometimes they "fly up to the branches" and turn into crystal gems, jumping down "didi-dip-dip" to nourish the seedlings; and A few of them jumped onto the umbrella, and the "ta-ta-da" sounds were so cute! The soft and fresh melody and the tender musical language are like gurgling clear springs, blending into the earth, into spring, and into everyone's heart.

59. When snowflakes first fall, they are just scattered. There are some here and not there. Gradually, it rained harder and harder. Grandpa Sky must be bored because he had nothing to do. He pulled a large piece of cotton wool on it, and several snowflakes were connected together. It seemed like just one snowflake, but it was actually made up of several snowflakes. Made of snowflakes.

60. The scenery on the hills in winter is the most beautiful. The whole hill seemed to be wearing a new hat, white and green, really beautiful.

61. Ah, how beautiful! What a pure and elegant beauty! I couldn't help but step into the layers of ice and jade. Looking around, the surrounding mountains are like silver jade sculptures. The trees all over the mountains stand upright in the cold wind, thick, thin, tall and short. Among them, the snow on the evergreen leaves is piled up into a round ball due to the background of the leaves. From a distance, it looks like it is full of white camellias; while the small snowflakes on the orange trees lie on it so as not to fall, which is similar to the first blooming plum blossoms and plum blossoms. Li Hua is similar.

62. We came to the creek, and several small fish were swimming happily in the water, as if to say, "Spring is coming! Spring is coming!" A few ducks were singing while Swimming competition with small fish, so happy, oh, spring is in the creek!

63. On the vast sea, strong winds gather dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels are flying proudly like black lightning.

64. You are looking at the lonely scenery and listening to the lonely songs.

65. Spring is definitely a canvas soaked in the color of life. Fresh green, tender green, bright green, emerald green, eyes full of green, gentle to our sight. There are also a little bit of red, a little yellow, a little pink, and a little purple flashing like stars, which also surprise our eyes. So, let’s start walking in spring.

66. In the autumn rain, there is a box of colorful paints. You see, she gave the yellow color to the ginkgo... The yellow leaves fanned, like a small fan, fanning away the summer. She gave the red color to the maple trees... The red maple leaves fluttered, like stamps, bringing the beauty of autumn. The golden color is for the fields. Look, the fields are like a golden ocean.

67. The small poplar trees on the roadside grew pieces of "little palms".

68. The spring breeze blows and blows, making the grass wave and cheer.

69. How beautiful the starry sky is on a summer night! Those twinkling stars are so calm and serene, like bright eyes and shining silver lamps, looking at me and illuminating me, causing me to have many reveries.

70. After dinner, the night had not completely covered the sky, and the crowd had already begun to flow to the district village. People selling things, buying things, and people shopping to join in the fun. The closer it gets at night, the more people there are. The lights are on, one, ten, hundreds, millions, high-rise buildings and street stalls, from high to low, from bottom to top, a sea of ??lights, and the whole district is ushering in another dark night and day!

71. The wind passed through the window, carrying a slight coolness and messing up a strand of hair. In my eyes, your blurry shadow is sometimes like poetry, smart and elegant, graceful and soft; sometimes your pretty smile is like a painting, with ink and light colors, which is soothing to the eyes and moisturizes the heart; sometimes your simple greetings are like tea, clear and transparent, with a pleasant fragrance. ; Your sweet voice is sometimes like a song, melodious and reaches your heart.

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72. It is mid-spring, and Yanghe is rising. Yanghe: the warmth of spring.

73. Among tourist attractions, Suzhou is second to none. People often say : "There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. "There are many caves, the Lion Forest with rugged rocks, the Humble Administrator's Garden, which is famous for its elegant and comfortable pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, Lingyan Mountain towering in the clouds and mist, and Hanshan Temple shrouded in clear smoke, attracting countless tourists. I My hometown is like a colored picture, which makes people feel as if they are swimming in a painting.

74. Early in the morning, there are "chirping" children on the streets. The children, with their little hands that were as red as purple buds from the cold, worked together to shape the snowman. Although the snowman was just a big pile, it was very white and bright. The children used briquettes to make eyes for him. Then cut the paper into the shape of a mouth, paint it with dark red color, and stick it on the snowman's face. The children clapped and nodded and cheered for him. They seemed to have forgotten the cold. Full of hope.

75. In the mist rising in the woods, we seem to see a tragic spirit rising up, facing the sun-chasing person who is sleeping here. Heroes, facing the ancient heroes who sacrificed their lives to explore the mysteries of nature, we can only feel awe and worship in addition to the feeling that "heroes are short-tempered, but children are long-lasting".

76. One day. In the evening, I went out for a walk and suddenly felt that I was enveloped in a wonderful scenery. 77. In the orchard, primroses bloomed in clusters, and peach, apricot and cherry blossoms competed in bloom. The orchard is as red as fire, as yellow as rosy clouds, and as white as snow. The orchard exudes a charming fragrance, which is intoxicating.

78. Look, the streets and alleys of the city are coming and going. With her busy figure, farmers are sowing seeds of hope in the rural fields.

79. Spring comes again with her gentle footsteps and comes to people. She brings people good hope. She brought spring again with her gentle steps, and passed on the warmth to each of us.

80. The morning star in the east hangs quietly there, watching the sun in the distance. The peak is like a golden finger protruding from Mount Tai, forming an excellent composition with the beautiful octagonal pavilion.

81. Fortunately, a friend went to Xitang and brought back pictures of Xitang. The beautiful scenery. At that moment, Xitang in my heart suddenly turned into a romantic encounter with Xitang. Xitang is located in Jiashan County, Jiaxing City, Zhejiang Province. It is a small town with a history of thousands of years, and has the heritage of Wuyue culture and Wunong. The kindness of soft words.

82. There is a cloud of apricot blossoms under the mountain. The streams in the valley are swirling and jumping, and the silver mist is splashing everywhere, even on the thin ice in the shade. Below, there was water flowing, and densely packed small fish swimming there.

83. Sure enough, after a while, the small half of the sun's face appeared in that place. It was very red, but there was no light. . The sun rises slowly and vigorously as if it is carrying a heavy burden.

84. There is also Shipi Lane in Xitang, which is known as the No. 1 Lane in Jiangnan. Say, it is a place where souls are collected. The narrow alley seems like a piece of the past lost in time.

85. Tianchengyan Temple is built with stone tiles on the cliff, and there are cliffs outside the Buddhist Temple. The water dripping from the cliff in the blue sky is better than the rain in spring.

86. As soon as the sun arrives in autumn, it shines all its light on the world. Look, the fields are golden, the grounds are golden, and the mountains are golden.

87. It’s late autumn, and the sun hangs lazily in the sky, like an old man dozing off with a smile on his face.

88. The sound of gurgling water led me to the river. The water was so clear. I gently picked her up with my hands and sprinkled it on my face. It was soft and smooth. ah! It was so comfortable that I couldn't help but take two handfuls and drink it into my mouth. It was so sweet and mellow, like the nectar of a fairyland. The cute fish are playing in groups in the river facing the rising sun. They are enjoying a happy life in the colorful world.

89. Mornings on campus are peaceful. The mist filled the earth like a layer of gauze, surrounding the campus. The sun gradually rose. At first, it was tiny bits and pieces, like fiery red threads. Then she showed half a smile like a shy little girl. In an instant, the sun soared into the sky. The sun has risen! Sun eyebrows and eyes! The sun is smiling! It seems to represent the beginning of a new day. The flowers, plants and trees were also awakened. Look! There were still crystal clear dewdrops on the petals of this flower. After a while, the dewdrops rolled down from the petals again. The air on campus is also very fresh. It's a little cool, a little moist, and makes you feel very relaxed.

90. There are more and more white clouds, getting brighter and brighter, but there is still no trace of the sun. The willow trees on the lake embankment show their outline and sway in the wind, which refreshes and fascinates people's eyes. I was intoxicated by the scenery on the shore when I suddenly noticed a faint red light appearing in the east. Looking through the clouds and mist, the light is getting bigger and bigger, like a giant dragon rushing from the sky to the earth. There is silence in the east, except for the red dragon rushing towards me.

91. In front of the urinal, there is a cornice pavilion. There is a Tai Chi circle in the center of the white pavilion. Old people often come here to talk. Looking out from the railing, the gray and white building and the dark green window frames are reflected on the undulating water, like a quiet painting that breaks with a light touch.

92. There is an unknown hill living opposite my house. Although it is not majestic or steep, it is charming and cute, like a huge green bun, lying there quietly every day, Not noisy or noisy, but also like a cute and cute little girl. Just by its appearance, I was deeply fascinated, not to mention that it shows its graceful and lovely face every morning, absorbs the bright sunshine, and then converts the carbon dioxide in the air into fresh oxygen. It contributes in obscurity without asking for any return. How valuable this quality is! Because of this, it will always be so cute and charming in my eyes and heart!

93. White clouds float over like fairies.

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