Short sentences describing beautiful scenery

1. Sentences describing good mood and scenery 1. The body has not moved, and the heart is far away.

I only have one train ticket with Tibet!

The scenery here is so beautiful that it really makes people linger.

4. Dreams are not extravagant, as long as you take the first step bravely.

5, a person's travel, meet the truest self on the road.

6. Pack your bags and go to a distant place, your dream destination.

7, all the way, all the way to nostalgia, all the way back. Still moving forward!

8. Travel should learn to take things as they are, take it lightly, stop and go.

9. Life is practice, the journey is short and life is long.

10, when forgetting becomes another beginning, I took the first step of my journey!

1 1, whether studying or traveling, the soul and the body must have one on the road.

12, because I have a dream, I set out bravely. If I choose to set out, I only care about hardships.

13. Everyone will have a feeling of an ancient town, with flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River and people in smoke cages.

14, a heart that says go, a couple who can take pictures, a sweet journey.

15. The reasons for traveling need not be elaborated too much. One word can sum it all up: go.

16. Everyone will have a feeling of an ancient town, with flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River and people in smoke cages.

17, travel, not to see the scenery, but to find yourself-the most authentic self.

18, we visited with great interest along the way, and we were reluctant to part at sunset.

19. The best trip in life is to find a long-lost touch in a strange place.

20. A backpack, some books, all my favorite songs, a one-way ticket and a unique heart.

2 1, tourism doesn't care about the destination, but about the people and things on the way and those beautiful memories and scenery.

22. There must be at least two impulses in life, one is desperate love, and the other is a trip when you leave.

23. Travel is a disease. When you infect everyone around you, you don't want to run out at all.

24. The meaning of travel is nothing but in one's own "mind and body, one must be on the way to travel."

25. I want to breathe the air, feel the people and see the scenery of every city.

26. The flow of time has become a beautiful ornament on the road of life. Watching the sky, watching the snow, being quiet and speechless are all good scenery.

27. One day, I will leave all my tiredness and ideals behind, take my camera and computer, stay away from the prosperity and go to the open space.

28. On the way carrying a backpack, I met many people, heard many stories and saw the travel scenery. In this way, I slowly learned to grow.

29. Traveling alone, ignoring complicated trivial matters, freely experiencing a city and a story, leaving a laugh.

2. Sentences describing the beauty of the scenery Bright midsummer shines in Britain; The sky is so clear and the sun is so bright. It is rare for us to have such good weather in Langwei, and now it has been like this for many days in a row.

It seems that there is a group of Italian weather, like cheerful passing birds flying from the south, perching on the cliffs of albion. Hay has been collected; The fields around Thornfield are green and have been harvested. The road is white and hard by the sun, the trees are lush, and the hedges and Woods are densely covered with leaves, which is in good contrast with the bright grassland where the sun shines.

This is the most lovely moment in twenty-four hours-"the day has exhausted its blazing fire," and the dew falls coolly on the breathing plains and charred hilltops. Where the sun sets, there are no gorgeous clouds, but a solemn purple. At a certain point above a small mountain peak, the ruby is burning like a fire, spreading to high places and far away, and becoming soft, covering half the sky.

The east has its own pleasant blue beauty, its own humble gem, a lonely star rising slowly; It will soon be proud of the moon, but now the moon is still below the horizon. This vast grassland is rarely clean.

Clean enough to make no noise. This herb is green and yellow, as if someone were giving orders in unison.

In addition to grass, it is the trees on the hillside. Trees are patches of forest, but they are as neat as freshly cut cakes, arranged in square or long geometric figures.

Monochrome birch with a white trunk and a dark green crown. From a distance, a forest is like a three-color mahjong tile, or a few blocks on a yellow carpet. Occasionally, a few lonely trees are inserted there, like a girl with white socks and a green skirt.

Under the blue sky, there are three levels of cleanliness: yellow green, white and dark green. I am surprised that there is no transition between this tree and the grassland. There are no overgrown shrubs and wormwood, and there are not even short trees. What emerges from the carpet is a tree like a wall, as neat as the cypress wall that is often trimmed in the park.

The strange beauty of neatness and decoration in front of me makes me doubt that it is not in nature. A long corridor with high and low twists and turns is separated by the same high and low flower walls, forming two long corridors inside and outside, which is the cloister.

The whole garden of Canglang Pavilion is surrounded by this long and beautiful corridor. The veranda of the cloister is close to the clear water pool outside the garden.

When you walk through the veranda, it seems that you are not in the garden, but walking in the lush fields and countryside outside the garden. However, when you turn your face and look through the flower wall, you can vaguely see the swaying trees, ancient pavilions, bamboo and red flowers in the garden, swaying with the wind and having a unique flavor. If you walk through the inner gallery, you can enjoy the architectural arts such as pavilions, rockeries, small pavilions shaded by bananas, halls with cornices and walls, but when you turn your face and look through the window from the flower wall, the scenery outside the garden will soon enter your eyes.

This corridor is really full of miracles. At the end of the corridor is a ladder to climb the building, and the small building is called Jianshanlou.

When you climb the building, you can see the walls, rivers and ancient pagodas in Suzhou, as well as the far side. Now she sees a land and a group of blue mountains spread out in front of her. The shining white snow on the top of the mountain looks like a sleeping swan.

Along the coast is a beautiful green forest. There is a church or monastery in front of the forest-she doesn't know its name, but it will always be a building. There are some lemon trees and orange trees in its garden, and a tall palm tree stands in front of it.

The sea forms a small bay here. The water is calm, but it is deep from here to the cliff, with a lot of fine sand.

The sunshine was warm and soft, and the beautiful spring scenery of Georgia unfolded before her eyes. Clusters of blackberries along the road have turned green together, covering up the red soil gullies washed down by winter rain. The granite pebbles exposed from the red soil have begun to be covered with Rosa laevigata roses, surrounded by lavender wild Roland.

On the wooded hill high on the river bank, Cornus officinalis is full of glittering and translucent white flowers, as if the residual snow is still reluctant to part with the evergreen trees. The flowering hawthorn tree bloomed in the wind and began to change from delicate white to pink. Wild honeysuckle weaves scarlet, orange and rose carpets among the withered pine branches under the tree.

The breeze is mixed with the fragrance of new shrubs and wild flowers, and the whole world is delicious.

3. What sentences describe the beautiful scenery here? 1. In August in the south, the sun is like fire.

At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves. Cicada kept ringing, and the sound was very long, which added a layer of trouble to the sultry weather.

2. The sun in late autumn is covered with an orange lampshade, emitting soft light, which shines on the body and face. The breeze in May, with the fragrance of roadside Sophora japonica, gently blows the cheeks and temples of passers-by, blows people's hearts and gently comforts them, just like the hands of a loving mother.

4. oh! Spring rain, so you came to the earth with the spring girl, making the earth full of vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hand is touching people's heartstrings and drawing people's beautiful hopes. The quiet summer night and the clear moon always give me a quiet feeling.

The bright moonlight pours like soft water and clear light, which means peace and harmony. Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.

6. Clear air makes the earth vast expanse and spread infinitely. Everything is far away, calling people to the blue edge of the earth.

Standing in this place, I saw the sun rise more than ten times, and every time a new world was born in front of me, full of novel beauty. 7. In the twelfth winter, snow blocked the window, and ice petals hung on the eaves in rows like translucent crystal pillars.

8. The West Lake is beautiful, with fishing songs criss-crossing. The crystal clear lake is like a golden mirror under the sunlight, which looks particularly beautiful. 9. Even if you miss the delicate daffodils in the water, don't forget that wild lilies also have spring in the lonely corner of the valley.

10, the wind caressed the crops, sometimes bent and sometimes lifted, as if the earth was breathing rhythmically, and the mature wheat came alive. The wind blew from there, and there was a whisper among the wheat ears. 165438+

12, the wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. A breeze blew, just like a mother's hand gently stroking her face. I like that feeling, cool. To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicacies, silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind.

13, snowflakes, small white feathers, and pear petals blown by the wind are scattered all over the floor. 14, in winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm and a crystal clear fairy tale world.

The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.

15, high and low loess rolled like waves on the roadside. The sun was buried in the loess, and it was red.

However, the sun is still burning strangely, turning their flesh purple and black, and it seems that they can still smell a burning smell. 1, the bright afternoon in March, the air is really blended. The warm breeze is brewing somewhere, with an unpredictable drunkenness, which makes people feel strange and comfortable, but at the same time it seems to be trying to embrace the past in a daze in space. The night is dark and the moon is hanging in the sky, but I don't know where to hide, because this Miss Diana sometimes slips to the other side of the earth.

3. Open the time, invite sunshine as a companion, meet with the breeze, pack your bags, and let's get close to the grassland and the vast grassland together. One moment the wings touch the waves, and the other moment the arrow points directly at the dark clouds. It cried, and in the brave cry of the birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.

In autumn night, Gao Lu is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter.

4. Beautiful sentences describing the scenery A complete collection of beautiful paragraphs describing the scenery

1, at dusk, a wisp of light smoke floated out of the chimney lightly, leaving a trace of residual heat on the ground. Dusk is not as sultry as noon, but slightly warm in the refreshing wind. Looking up at the sky, I saw that the flaming sunset has dyed most of the sky red, and its shapes are even more varied: look! A fierce tiger is chasing a little rabbit, running and disappearing, but a good horse appears, running on the boundless grassland ... The colors of the sky are also changing: crimson, pink and orange ... as if it were the wonderful magic of the magic master, it is dizzying.

When I took a closer look, I was immediately attracted by this beautiful lotus. The green lotus leaves are stacked on top of each other and squeezed on the water. I can't help thinking of Yang Wanli's poem Infinite Lotus Leaf. A few drops of water rolled on the lotus leaf, really shining like pearls. Sometimes they converge into a big water drop and slide into the water, just like a naughty child!

Triumphant is formed by pruning a large pot of chrysanthemums. It holds its head high. Its eyes are two red chrysanthemums, like two red agates, inlaid in yellow satin, bright and dazzling. There are many colorful chrysanthemums at its tail, which are dazzling like a rainbow of seven colors. The whole butterfly is trimmed from purple chrysanthemums and its wings are dancing. You see, those chrysanthemums are like a shy little girl with a flushed smile.

4. The wind, so gentle, drives young trees and grass to dance together. When a breeze blows, it's like my mother's hand gently caressing her face. I like that feeling, cool and refreshing. To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicious food, delicacies and silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing that God has given to mankind.

5, the breeze in May, the fragrance of Sophora japonica floated to the roadside, gently blowing the cheeks and temples of passers-by, blowing people's hearts, gently soothing, like a loving mother's hand.

6. In the beautiful garden, there are all kinds of chrysanthemums, all kinds of which are fragrant and charming and compete with each other. They are red, white, yellow, pink, red like fire, white like snow, pink like chardonnay, beautiful!

7. At night, the sun reluctantly left the sky. The beautiful moon scatters a piece of Yin Hui on the earth, and the gentle moonlight is as calm as water and sprinkled on people's faces. The beautiful sky is like a blue carpet inlaid with countless shiny "little diamonds". Little star's eyes twinkle, so cute. There was no sound in the quiet night, and people soon entered a sweet dream.

8. In summer, the hot sun burns fire, but the mountains in my hometown are covered with trees, which is very cool in the shade; There are also birds singing loudly. The watermelons planted in the mountains are ripe, and the watermelons in my hometown are round and big, as round as the full moon in the air; After cutting, it looks like red pulp, sweet and delicious; Black melon seeds, like those black eyes.

9. The orchard in autumn is fruitful and has a good scene. Red apples hang on the branches like red lanterns. Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are like golden balls. The dates in the orchard are like red agates embedded in the branches. There are also a string of crystal clear grapes, hawthorn lychee with full flesh, banana like crescent moon, pear like gourd ...

5. Classic sentences describing beautiful scenery, spring is colorful and warm as spring. All the flowers are full of birds and flowers, colorful. Red flowers, red willows and green flowers are everywhere. The icing on the cake is the fire tree silver flower. Tomorrow's yellow flowers, spring flowers and autumn moon are out of date, yellow bloom. The mountains are majestic and picturesque. Turbulent as a mirror, mountains and rivers blend together. Colorful, colorful, colorful, green mountains are dazzling, and the blue sky is flying. Heavy snow describes the characteristics of the four seasons: chilly spring, full of spring, warm spring in bloom, warm spring in bloom, colorful flowers, spring flowers and autumn fruits, rainy days in Feng Chun, scorching sun, autumn wind blowing gently, crisp autumn, pleasant autumn colors, snow and ice, cold weather and cold winter, describing a scene of prosperity: the whole people are in full swing and the streets are full of people. The wedding is in full swing, thriving and depicting beauty. Scenery and objects: beautiful, magnificent, magnificent, magnificent, magnificent. Yuyuqionglou is wonderful. The icing on the cake is wonderful. There is a hole in this jade. Described the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers: beautiful mountains and rivers towering into the sky, sparkling, overlapping lakes and mountains, beautiful mountains and rivers, white streams and vast smoke waves. It describes flowers and trees: flowers are like flowers, green grass is like grass, ancient trees are towering and trees are in full bloom. Flowers are colorful, pink, willow, green and tree-lined, describing the situation of the sun and the moon: heavy rain, heavy rain, white clothes, bright moon, thousands of miles of morning light, smoke clouds, breeze, bright moon, spring breeze, rain, storm lightning, Yushu Qionghua.

6. Sentences describing beautiful scenery The water of Qinhuai River is blue and turbid; Does it look thick but not greasy, or is it condensed from the gold powder of the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the ship, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so quiet and euphemistic. On the one hand, we dreamed of the endless sky, on the other hand, we were fascinated by paper and money. When the lights were shining, the gloom became heavy. Hazy water is like a dream, and the light that flashes occasionally is the eyes of the dream. The sparse forest and the faint moon are quite like a wild crossing the river 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 just a thin night, which is the night wind of Qinhuai River. It is so gentle that it drives young trees and grass to dance together. A breeze blew, just like a mother's hand gently stroking her face. I like that feeling, cool.

To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicacies, silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind. Standing here, it's strange that the mountain has changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-levels. They become very layered, messy, majestic and strange.

Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time. Nothing is more charming than the green hills bathed in the spring rain. 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.

Rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves a soft net and nets the whole autumn world. The sky is dark, too, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs.

The pile of gray clouds in the sky is like white powder peeling off the roof. Under the cover of this old roof, everything looks extremely dull.

The green pomegranates, mulberry trees and vines in the garden only represent the prosperity of the past summer, but now they have become the remains of ancient Roman architecture, shivering in the rustling rain and recalling the glorious past. The color of grass has turned into melancholy yellow, and fresh flowers can no longer be found underground; The delicate daffodils planted outside the dormitory wall hung their heads with tears in their eyes and lamented their bad luck there. It was only two sunny days, and it was such a moldy rainy day.

Only the sweet-scented osmanthus in the corner, the branches have been decorated with several precious buds as gold, carefully hidden under the green oval leaves, revealing a little hope of new life germination. It's raining quietly, only the thin sound of rain.

The orange-red house, like an old monk in colorful robes, bowed his head and closed his eyes, accepting the baptism of rain. The wet red brick exudes irritating pig blood, which is in sharp contrast with the green laurel leaves under the wall.

Gray toad, jumping in the wet and moldy mud; Under the gloomy net of autumn rain, it is the only thing full of joy and life. The mottled gray-yellow pattern on its back corresponds to the dreary sky in the distance, resulting in a harmonious tone.

It jumped up with a plop, jumped into the mud from the grass nest, and splashed dark green water. Along the lotus pond, there is a winding little cinder road.

This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and it is lonely at night. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees and lush.

On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary.

It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak. Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower.

A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.

Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves.

The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. Quiet summer nights and clear winds always give me a feeling of tranquility.

The bright moonlight pours like soft water and clear light, which means peace and harmony. Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.

I like to use moonlight to precipitate my mood, such as water moonlight, which I can drink. Open the window, let the moonlight flow quietly on the skin, and the light and elegant charm and fresh emotional appeal naturally flow in the heart.

If you practice moonlight, your mood will become clear and soft in the moonlight, and suddenly all kinds of touches and beauty in your life will be vivid. 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.

There are countless stars hanging in the dark blue sky. The ship is moving, and so are the stars. They're so low, they're really shaky! Gradually my eyes blurred, and I seemed to see countless fireflies flying around me.

The night at sea is soft, silent and dreamy. I look at many stars I know, and I seem to see them winking at me, and I seem to hear them whispering.

And then forget everything. In the arms of the stars, I fell asleep laughing.

I feel like a child, sleeping in my mother's arms now. Look at that delicate willow tree again. It woke up early when the winter was still in its heyday. Looking at the frozen river, facing the cold wind, it felt a little breath of spring, so it took the lead in spitting green in desperation and lightly put on a set of exquisite yellow and light green new clothes. Looking along the river, the branches are full of smoke and yarn. This scene seems to be a touching song, a yearning for the warmth of spring.

7. The sentence 1. Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.

In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.

There is not a cloud or wind in the sky, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily in the hot sun overhead.

In the midsummer of July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky, the sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and bowed their heads. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore.

6. The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

7. The weather is sultry and there is no wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.

It was a summer without rain for a long time. The old loaches in the field were all turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped a few inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.

At the moment, the natural world is so beautiful: bright sunshine shines everywhere, colorful colors are displayed everywhere, sweet birds and insects are flying everywhere, and intoxicating fragrance is floating everywhere.

This is a green world, an ocean of flowers. 2. 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 all the reverence and admiration on the heights.

After bathing in the spring rain, nothing is more charming than the green hills. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls. The scorching sun is high in the sky of the world.

The red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame of boiling oil. Transpiration, suffocation, coolness and strangeness almost make people's underlying cells and fibers burst because of trembling.

5, near, near, I heard the footsteps of spring, all this reported the arrival of spring, my whole heart floated out, floating on the bright flowers, floating on the oily green grass. 6. Spring comes so fast, quietly, unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, the wild flowers and rape flowers are blooming everywhere, and everything is bathed in the early morning light of spring, swaying and swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light song and dance, which is very lovely.

7. On the vast sea, the wind rolls dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

8. In the field, beautiful women are dancing there! In spring, the seedlings in the field are green. Green is shining in our eyes, as if there is a green spirit dancing on every leaf.

It's autumn in a blink of an eye, the fields are golden, a breeze blows, terraces are turned over, and heavy ears of rice are swaying, as if yellow elves are dancing. 10, it's autumn. Although I haven't felt so cool in Fuzhou, I still can't help but miss the autumn in my hometown. Is the buttonwood tree in front of my window covered with a golden coat? Put some pictures of autumn scenery and some ancient poems about autumn, and you can express your thoughts.

1 1. Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail.

Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

12, autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low.

It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

13, Qiu Guang overlaps a lot, and the Mid-Autumn Festival steals three routes. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter, but fruit trees with fruits in autumn bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere! 14, I like it, I like snowy winter, because I can have a snowball fight happily in winter. I like it. I like winter with goose feathers and heavy snow.

Because the snow in winter is so enjoyable. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the scenery in the north is so attractive to tourists.

People are sledding in the snow, and happy laughter resounds through the sky. 15. There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even adventurous hunters just go to their feet to chase the goats, wild boar and birds that run down the mountain, and never climb up.

16, the spring rain continued, sprinkled on the buttonwood tree in the yard, and sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician and quietly swallowed mulberry leaves like a silkworm baby. 17, the sun has risen, and the fog seems to keep rolling. I vaguely see the heads on the playground: one, two, three ... The playground is getting more and more lively.

Look, here comes an old teacher and several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher smiled and nodded ... 19. Seagulls groaned and groaned before the storm came. They flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea. Twenty, oh! Spring rain, it turned out that you came to the earth with the spring girl, which filled the earth with vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hands touch people's heartstrings and draw people's beautiful hopes.

2 1, this stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall.

22. The afternoon sun is so strong that even the water in the rice fields is steamed to make a tiny noise. The leaves of the seedlings can stand the paper, lose their green luster and have no wind. People walk on the ridge of fields with seedlings on both sides, so hot and sweaty that it is inconvenient to breathe, and no one wants to come out.

23. The spray is a miracle of the sea, but she is more like a dancer. She can make people forget their troubles and enjoy themselves. 24. The sun shines on the sparkling lake, like a shiny layer of broken silver on the water and a wrinkled green satin.

25. The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no color between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver. 26. The sea water is so blue that people feel that the color of jade is too light and the color of sapphire is too dark. Even a master cannot describe it.

27. I like spring rain, not only because of its spring appearance, but also because I have stepped into this light blue misty rain. In this rainy season, you have propped up a rainless world for me. There is a mist like blue smoke on the lake. Looking at Weishan from a distance, you can only vaguely distinguish the gray mountain shadow.