Sentences describing the river.

This river has nurtured generations of people. Can you describe the river scenery? Let's take a look at the sentences I compiled describing the river. I hope you like it!

1. There are also some willows along the Yangtze River. The willows are tender and covered with yellow willow leaves, and they hang down to the water like a graceful girl combing her hair. At this time, the river reflects the graceful figure of willow and the red sun. This river is colorful and beautiful.

In the midday sun, the Yangtze River rolled like a golden python and roared away.

You see, the upstream and downstream ends of this river are covered with a thin veil. Looking ahead, I saw the white fog and the purity of the sky. I can't see the foggy river, the rolling green hills and the towering buildings. It seems to be a mysterious maze entrance, waiting for people to explore and discover; It seems to be a mirage, and it feels close at hand but out of reach; More like an adventure road, full of surprises, excitement and fun. ...

Fourth, the Yangtze River, she is so rich and generous; So deep, noble, full of vitality, and so young! Only then did I feel that the Yangtze River is in my hometown, its thick history and its significance to our country. With its long history, majestic atmosphere and myriad scenery, she has built the eternal beauty of the great river for us, inspired the passion and inspiration of generations of Chinese children, and won the heartfelt admiration and exclamation of the world.

Five, Qingshui River, painted in general: on the embankment, the grass is dense, and the sun is vying for green; On the shore, willows are in rows, and soft branches hang down on the mirror-like river; In the water, small fish flock, some swim lightly, some jump, and some stick to the bottom of the river; On the river, swallows fly and chirp, flapping their wings on the water from time to time.

6. I see two cliffs ahead and a narrow river in the middle. The ship has entered Qutang Gorge. As the river turns with the wall, golden sunshine appears in the sky ahead, like a golden belt, and the rest is still a vast sea of clouds. Qutangxia is the most dangerous place in the Three Gorges. Du Fu's "Song of Kuizhou" says: "Baidigao is the Three Gorges Town, and Qutang has more than 100 prisons." In ancient times, the ballad said: "I am as big as a horse and can't get down the pond;" As big as a monkey, Qutang can't swim; As big as a turtle, Qutang can't go back; As big as an elephant, Qutang can't get up. "

Seven, the Yangtze River, how spectacular. Like a golden scale python, it rolled, growled and ran away. Ships passed by the river, leaving rolling waves. The water in the Yangtze River is really urgent. I was so anxious that the rapids rolled and the waves beat on the shore. You can even see the whirlpool sinking with white foam and withered leaves. The water in the Yangtze River is very turbid, and you can see floating sediment. Seen from a distance, it flows like a yellow ribbon on the land of China.

Eight, the Yangtze River can also sing, listen to that bold song, you will find it very interesting. The song is sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes mixed with waves, flapping on the shore and making a "bang" beat. How nice this song is.

Nine, "the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man". With the tour guide's explanation, the ship has arrived at Gezhouba Water Control Project, the first dam of the Yangtze River. It was near dusk when the ship arrived in Yichang. Looking back at the Three Gorges, rocky beaches, rapids and dangerous beaches, bad waters and waves, towering peaks, magnificent scenery, beautiful and unforgettable.

Ten, the Yangtze River, it is vast and rolling forward. Break through the canyon, open the vilen, reflect the bright moon and sail.

Eleven, in the morning, the bright red sun rose in Ran Ran, which dyed the clouds on the horizon red. The gorgeous morning glow reflects red on the vast river, like red silk cut by a fairy, which makes the river particularly beautiful.

12. The Yangtze River, with its long history, majestic atmosphere and myriad scenery, has built the eternal beauty of the Yangtze River for us, inspired the passion and inspiration of generations of Chinese sons and daughters, and won the heartfelt admiration and exclamation of the world. I am proud, because of winter swimming, I added my weak heartbeat to her powerful pulse, and I integrated all my blood into her unstoppable torrent; I am proud, we warriors in the severe winter, in the biting north wind, in the cold river, writing our pursuit with bare backs and writing the glory of winter swimmers!

Now, I really want to go back to the Yangtze River, see the mist and sunshine on the river, listen to the high-pitched and unrestrained songs, and enjoy the quiet and beautiful night view of the river under the bright moon.

14. The Yangtze River is like a giant dragon lying on its back and rippling on the land of the motherland. Turquoise on both sides clearly outlines the main body of the Yangtze River. White sails are dotted on the river, ships go down the river, and the yellowish Yangtze River water whizzes past. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, adding fuel to the fire and rolling eastward. The river flows to the middle of the river, is hit back by hard stones, turns back to the waves, and rumbles with the surging water waves behind it.

Fifteen, when the pure river like nectar caresses my skin and moistens my heart, how can it not make people think a lot? For thousands of years, this river moistens the land under our feet day and night and washes away the strong bones and muscles of our nation! She is so rich and generous; So deep, noble, full of vitality, and so young! Only then did I feel that the Yangtze River is in my hometown, its thick history and its significance to our country.

Sixteen, on the sandbar, I realized the quiet beauty of the Han River. The calm river is like a piece of jasper, except for fine aquatic plants floating on the surface, without any wrinkles. The sun went down and the Han River showed its true colors. The quiet river is full of green waves, and the trees and grass on both sides paint the Han River with a layer of green. Thick green, dotted with blue sky, moistened by sunset glow, flashing beautiful light, jumping, jumping.

Seventeen, the Yangtze River! Yangtze river! You are so vast, so broad, so eloquent. Let me indulge in your tolerance, unable to extricate myself. Yangtze river! Yangtze river! Every time I think of your surging Hong Tao, I feel like an angry lion, majestic. Yangtze river! Yangtze river! You are so charming that I am deeply intoxicated.

18. When my eyes turned to Fuchun River, I was attracted by the strange scenery of sunset over Fuchun River: the river surrounded the mountains like a blue ribbon, flowing, flashing, drifting, singing and dancing; The green hills, houses, fields and trees on both sides of the strait are entangled in a faint mist, all of which are reflected on the wide river, faint and picturesque, just like a quiet girl, reserved and graceful.

Nineteen, it was a drizzly weather, and Jiangtian in the distance was connected by this misty rain and fog. At this time, the holy spirit in the water seems to be wandering. Otherwise, why is the chaos between heaven and earth like that? That light bamboo raft doesn't need to be rowed on the river. The crystal clear water gently holds her, gently floating, floating into the ink-splashing picture.

20. The Yangtze River is especially clear when the girls in spring walk with light steps in long skirts. The riverbank is full of wild flowers, dotted on the grass, red as fire, white as snow and pink as chardonnay ... In a word, it is amazing, fragrant and charming, making the Yangtze River more beautiful.

Twenty-one, at this time, you look up at the river, which is also colorful: huge cliffs on both sides, with reflections like ink; There are twists and turns in the middle, but there seems to be a shining road, which is swaying on it; The nearby mountains are as green as jade. As time goes by, red mist in front is redder and brighter. As the boat approached, it became clear that there was a mountain peak in the red mist, and the red mist turned out to be thousands of strong sunshine. At eight twenty, we came to the bright golden morning light.

Twenty-two, Guilin's landscape is beautiful and delicate. It is true that it is visible to the eyes and tangible to the hands. Fuchun landscape, ethereal, ethereal, indifferent, ethereal, dreamy, excusable, speechless. You can see the mountains in the distance, but you can't see the dense forests and bamboo forests on the mountains. Everything is hidden in this fog.

Twenty-three, standing on the Fuchunjiang Bridge, overlooking, mountains and water, water and mountains. The river is not swift, just like Fuyang people in my eyes; There are fishing boats in the river. Maybe I'm too far away to see what the people on board are doing. There are anglers on the shore with many lines. It seems that everyone is quietly waiting for the fish in the river to bite.

Twenty-four, the river suddenly fell, the waves were rough and the waves splashed. Before you could look carefully, the ship flew down like an arrow, and the huge waves were split by the bow, twisted and rolled together, and then stirred away. The river seems to be boiling, full of bubbles and waves.

Twenty-five, white waves are as vast as fried salt and snow.

Twenty-six, people watching the Yangtze River are in an endless stream. The river seems to be swimming like a dragon. There is a human dragon on the land and a car dragon on the road. The three dragons are magnificent together.

Twenty-seven, on the steep rock, several wild flowers are dotted among thorns. A jade belt-like river flows slowly from the foot of the mountain. On the river, there is a faint twilight, and a touch of red blood from the sunset drips down from the west and onto the deep river. In the warm river wind, pieces of straw sway gently by the river. This is the Tsing Yi River in summer, the Tsing Yi River in my hometown.

28. In summer, under the sunshine, the river is golden. At sunset, the river is half green and half red, which is intoxicating. I can't help reciting two Tang poems: "A setting sun is sprinkled in the water, half the river is rustling and half the river is red." This is a paradise for children. They are naked and play freely like fish. Some of them are fighting for water, some are in swimming competitions, and there are various postures such as diving, backstroke and breaststroke, splashing silvery white waves. Cheers, cheers and cheerful laughter echoed on the river.

Twenty-nine, in autumn, the river is quiet, the maple leaves on the shore are red and the phoenix leaves are yellow. Under the autumn wind, leaves of various colors float on the river, and the river becomes a flowing "cloth".

Heilongjiang is so quiet and beautiful. It is not like a big river, but like a beautiful lake.

Thirty-one, the Xiangjiang River in summer can "boil" because the enthusiasm of "Xia Ge" calls for the summer heat. People who relax and enjoy the cool often play, swim and row boats in Xiangjiang River, which is a lively scene.

Thirty-two, the waves are jumping on the river, and the river is singing happily. From time to time, several white seagulls skim the waves. Ships on the river are full of goods, rumbling and running at high speed, adding a lot of vitality to the vast river.

Thirty-three, if you stand at the bow and look far away, you can see that the river is turning with the wall, and the clouds are transpiration under the glow, which is quite spectacular; Cliffs on both sides are like ink; The nearby mountains are verdant and dotted with azaleas, adding a bit of vitality, and tourists admire them from time to time.

Thirty-four, the quiet Nujiang River is certainly not silent. A big river flows so far, running here and there, stumbling, always making some noise. For example, in The First Roar of Nujiang River. There, the river suddenly widened, the rocks in the middle were rugged, and the upstream river was suddenly blocked, so it roared.

Thirty-five, the deep water in the gorge is rushing, the waves are rough, the rushing roar, and the sound shocks the valley. There are countless eddies on the river, and the sound of running water is thrilling. Not far from the canyon, the stone traces like steps on the stone wall are called "Meng Liang Steps". There are many peaks on the right, which are charming in shape. Phoenix Drinking the Spring, Upside Down Monk and Rhino Looking at the Moon have different shapes.

Every evening, when the river breeze blows gently, people come to the Yangtze River to enjoy the cool. Cordate telosma gives off bursts of fragrance. The riverside is the liveliest, and people's laughter keeps coming.

Thirty-seven, the river speed can not be sent, a wrong eye, has gone like lightning.

Thirty-eight, Ejina River, like thousands of runaway angry horses, screamed and rushed forward from the mountains in western Sichuan. The river is surging.

Thirty-nine, the sky is getting darker and darker, red clouds are floating in the sky, and green duckweeds are floating on the river, which seems to be covered with a green carpet.

Forty, the calm blue river suddenly swelled with yellow sand and roared and flooded its banks.

Forty-one, the green river rippled, like being unhappy by the sun, and frowned. At this time, the sun is reluctant to shed a little afterglow on the water, just shining on the ripples, like pieces of golden fish scales.

Forty-two, the sky is getting dark, the river is calm, the moon rises from the place where the water meets the sky, and the river is silvery in an instant.

43. Winter is the busiest season on the floodplain. When the water level drops, the clear river hits the pale yellow pebbles, splashing silvery white water and making a "splash" sound day and night. I think that's the first sound that the river brought us.

Forty-four, the river sometimes roars like a man-eating beast, and sometimes there is a gentle whisper, and the bell is humming, like dancing music.

Forty-five, sink in the ravine at the bottom of the blue river and reflect a sunset with a big copper plate; The mountain contains a scarlet sun, which seems to be swallowed up. The sunset turned into beautiful colors: from red to gold, from gold to light red, and then the rivers in Wei Lan melted into rose-like colors.

Forty-six, the Yangtze River rolled up mountains and seas with powerful arms; Feed sweet milk to children of all ethnic groups; Irrigate the flowered land with pure and clean water; Promote a new era with majestic power!

47. The Danjiang River is embedded in the mountains like a magnificent jasper. Look at that day, land and water are connected by continuous mountains, interlocking; It is also like a holy pool built in the rolling mountains of northwest Hubei. The waterline kisses the green hills, and the bare stones are connected with the mountains. More like a master painter's thick and colorful works in one go, the lake waves are like mirrors, and the sky and water are the same color, which set each other off into interest.

48. The Yangtze River, which originates from the Xuefeng Qishan Mountain, is an unstoppable torrent. It flows through mountains, through continuous plateaus, through thousands of miles of plains and into the East China Sea.

Forty-nine, spring has come, the Songhua River ice and snow melt, and the ice rows flow down the river like an avalanche. Accompanied by the sound of ice rows colliding with each other, accompanied by the rushing, swish and cheerful sound of running water, it attracted many tourists. When you stand on the Songhua River Bridge and watch the picture scroll of Marek Pentium, you seem to be listening to a magnificent symphony.

Fifty, south of the colorful clouds, west of Hengduan Mountain, three parallel rivers, and in the valley where the gods live, a raging whip lashes the feet of the earth loudly. The sound of the waves is endless, like a drum. This is the eternal swan song, and only in this vast river will I get angry. Long live the miracle, only in this unfathomable valley. There is only this river on the vast land. This is the only canyon.

Fifty-one, the tide came to my face with the sound of thunder and thunder, and the waves beat on the shore and the foam splashed. Big like a melon, small like a bean, like broken silver in the river.

52. The river is shrouded in a misty fog, which makes people feel like a fairyland. Most of the rain is brought by the monsoon, mainly in summer. In the mountainous areas of the basin, most of the precipitation appears in the form of snow.

53. The most powerful eagle in the world is just a feather in this bloody canyon. Catching any spray from the Nujiang River is more dignified than scalding steel. Panzhihua, with thousands of trees, spits out the heroic spirit that can't be locked, and the blood is boiling.

54. At noon, the sun has lifted its veil and let out the light of Wan Li. On the mirror-level river, the golden light is a little bit, as if covered with a gauze dress inlaid with gold beads.

Fifty-five, quiet and beautiful, the black and shiny river, a ripple is constantly cracking and expanding, which can be said to be boiling without rising, and there is no peak at all.

56. Night is coming. There is a bright moon hanging in the dark night sky, and the stars are like sparkling gems. The bright moon is reflected on the river, round and bright, as if there is a moon in the river. The beacon lights lined up on the river and went all the way down to the port. Late at night, the Yangtze River, which had been running for a day, gradually calmed down, and it was particularly quiet in the bright moonlight. The ship was moored at the Eight Immortals Pier, and I leaned against the railing gently, looking at the bright moon, the river and the brightly lit pier. It is so quiet and beautiful.

57. At noon, the Yangtze River is busier and the current is particularly urgent. It jumps like a naughty and lively child and rolls up small eddies.

It is said that Danjiang River is a man-made "Asian Tianchi Lake", which quietly exists in the depths of time and space, and has accumulated infinite energy in the embrace of mountains. Life-full of spirituality, falling into the dust, away from the noise, dull, silent, looking around the mountains; Still water is deep and detached, which is the source of happiness's derivation, convergence and flow, nourishes fertile soil and makes Shan Ye beautiful.

59. This river is very beautiful in spring. The fish in the river woke up, some were looking for food, some were chasing and playing, and some were spitting bubbles on the pontoon bridge, as if greeting the pedestrians on the bridge. On Longmen Avenue and the leisure square by the river, people have stepped out of their homes, bathed in warm sunshine, walked, exercised and breathed fresh air.

The Yangtze River, you are a symbol of the great Chinese nation. You have a long history. Wang Yang is vast, surging, indomitable, great and beautiful, from Tanggula Mountain, the highest winter snow mountain in the world, to the East China Sea. However, you are brave in difficulties and twists and turns. The Three Gorges is a test for you. How many cliffs! How many reefs and shoals! How many stormy waves! How many rapids and fierce bays! Nothing can stop you from moving forward. You are so brave and tenacious, go forward bravely and forever!

6 1. The Danjiang River, which originated in the depths of the vast forest, sandwiched a stream in the Qinling Mountains, broke through the prosperity of Zhoucheng and rushed all the way, nourishing the fertile land on the shore and greening the mountains far and near. Clusters of bamboo are green from winter to summer. The pink color attracts bees and butterflies, and the willows are drooping and swaying in the wind. Floating on the bamboo raft, the mountains are lush, and the vines show a corner of the white wall and gray tile. Chai Men half-mask, winding stone road winding on the river bank. Occasionally, there are a few barks of dogs and the quacks of ducks, geese and waterfowl. What a quiet school! ...

At dusk, the sun sets in the west, tearing off the golden afterglow on the river. The clouds on the horizon are more dazzling by the gorgeous glow, reflected in the clear river and rippling in the microwave, as if the sky were shaking. The trees and people by the river turned orange, and I was bathed in the bright sunshine, so comfortable.

Sixty-three, the Huangpu River, where the yellow waves are rolling, seems to be going up. The buildings on the other side look very small, like model houses for children to play with.

Sixty-four, boarding a cruise ship, upstream, Fuchun River is like a brilliant satin, gradually showing-full of green on the shore, the mountains are full of flowers. Longitudinally, the azaleas on both sides of the mountain are surrounded by faint river water, just like hooking the river water with two winding and floating safflower edges, which is charming; On the irregular sand state that occasionally passes by, bamboo forests are green. ...

Sixty-five, the happiest thing is the river, just like a lively girl, singing and jumping, poking at the roots of old trees, flapping the yellow-brown cliffs, stepping on the stones on the beach and running carefree. A fish jumps out of the river from time to time, making it look more interesting and innocent.

Sixty-six, the river is like a slightly swaying silk, which condenses into a transparent mist at the end of the water.

Sixty-seven, I leaned down to have a bird's eye view. The river suddenly turned into a dark green ribbon, winding among the green mountains. My naked figure sparkled in the sun, dreamlike, picturesque and charming. I was in a hurry when I came, but I lingered when I left. The clear water seems to have caught my eyes and bound my body. I stood there in ecstasy, chewing Yan Ziling's humility and tolerance, tasting the frankness and beauty of Fuchun River water, and could not restrain myself. ...

Sixty-eight, in the early morning, the morning mist like gauze rose on the river. Through this veil, we can see the river slowly flowing, and the Yangtze River seems to be still in a deep sleep. The air on the river is very fresh. I sucked the fresh air greedily and felt very carefree.

Sixty-nine, the river flows thousands of miles, like a dragon covered with gold scales, and the sound of the waves is deafening. Waves roll, surge and rise in the river like naughty children.

Seventy, the busy Yangtze River seems to feel a little tired and begins to move slowly again. A gust of river wind blew, causing small ripples on the river, and the green hills reflected in the river swayed gently with the water waves. The scenery at dusk is really beautiful.

Seventy-one, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. Somehow, when the beauty of the sunset suddenly passed away in Fuchun River, nameless melancholy suddenly rose in my heart ... The deep guitar sound of the young man, the sweet songs of the girls, the melody of Xia Feng blowing the leaves, and the sound of the waves beating on the river bank still echoed in my ears like poetry.

Seventy-two, the Lijiang River is so clear and flat, all kinds of strange peaks, vying to cast their own shadows on the water, weaving a river into a landscape embroidery picture with pleasant colors.

Seventy-three, the river is fierce. At this time, the Yangtze River has been completely transformed and covered with silver armor. The river roared. Darkness and the Yangtze River are like two warring armies, and gradually darkness surrounds the Yangtze River. The Yangtze River is like an elite division that has fought a white battle, and its face remains unchanged. People in Qi Xin joined forces to break through the tight encirclement, and the Yangtze River was invincible. They pursued them all the way and were killed in darkness. Once again, it came back and enveloped the river again, as if it were around the Lord. The Yangtze River fought back again, and the dark army went belly-up, with rivers of blood and a crushing defeat. The Yangtze River roared again. As if celebrating victory.