Scenery paragraph

It is the mature season of lotus flowers, one after another blooming, and the lotus flowers in the field are shining with golden light. Clusters of lotus flowers are blooming, some are in bud, and some are blooming like a shy girl. Full lotus is crowded with lotus fields, waiting for beautiful Hakka lotus pickers to pick them.

The lotus leaf as big as a millstone stretches like an umbrella, and the water drops on the lotus leaf, some like lovers' tears, some are scattered into tiny broken beads, rolling around on the lotus leaf, shining with gorgeous brilliance. From a distance, against the backdrop of the surrounding green hills and red sunset clouds, lotus flowers are like clouds of red clouds and layers of Danxia. Look at the endless lotus field.

Open the tie of time, invite the sunshine as our companion, invite the breeze to walk with us, pack our bags, and let us get close to the grassland and the vast grassland together.

Let us feel the freshness of the grassland in the vast grassland, prove our smallness in the sky, and wander into a white cloud, a cheerful sheep or a flexible grass in the wilderness.

I have never been to the grassland. However, grasslands are my favorite, just like deserts and mountains. This kind of love comes from the heart and from the depths of life.

Maybe, you have been to the grassland. However, you didn't go to the grassland with me, no.

So, I want to invite you to the grassland and get close to it.

I want to watch the sunrise and sunset on the grassland with you. I want to stand on the grassland in the sunset with you. I want to watch the storm surge with you. I want to silently count the stars in the sky with you. I want to bathe in the faint moonlight on the grassland with you. I want to hear your gentle whisper on the grassland. Want to pick up the smile you left on the grassland. I want the fresh wind of the grassland to blow my long black hair and my clothes are elegant. I want you to hold my hand and walk endlessly on the grassland. ...

What kind of scenery will the grassland tour have? A remote mountain with exquisite curves? Cattle and sheep scattered in the countryside and fields? The shepherd boy's flute sounded with the smoke? ..... these will all involve our eyes? Will it follow in our footsteps? Will it make us remember for a long time?

Grassland is a magical land in my heart. She is unpretentious and naive, tolerant and generous, and quiet and deep. It has the same physique as the sea, but it is more quiet than the sea. The grassland connected with the sky has neither the beautiful scenery of the south nor the majestic momentum of the rivers and seas; However, there are blue goshawks soaring and fighting on the grassland, and there are endless waves of grass rolling, which are pregnant with heat. Therefore, the beautiful scenery on the grassland will be condensed in front of our eyes, the melodious singing will lead our feelings, and the galloping horseshoe will definitely knock on our closed door.

Lima grassland. Will there be a group of docile and fat cattle and sheep at the foot of the snowy mountain? Will there be a group of passionate horses running happily? Will there be a few white clouds floating in the blue sky? Will the golden sun shine brilliantly? On the vast grassland, will you be as passionate as an eagle spreading its wings and flying? Will you have a warm singing voice?

Grassland is the cradle and symbol of life in my heart. There is a miracle of an eagle flying over the sky in the blue sky, and the blue-green of the earth and the sky is a melodious Mongolian long tune. The ancient songs of Ma Touqin are like the spring breeze flowing through my heart, and more like the new warm spring water flowing through my green heart, which is inexhaustible. The cheerful girl personally brought fragrant milk tea with frankincense, and the lingering fragrance will linger in my arms for a long time. The handsome young man played a deep Ma Touqin sound, and the long piano sound tied the yurt.

The dreamy grassland is a chaotic landscape, the cool color is the artistic conception of poetry and painting, the feeling of the wind is the fluttering of clouds, and the shallow lake is like a dream. The soul of grassland is grass, and the romance of grassland is flower. I am willing to melt your romance and let your boldness interpret my gentleness. I am willing to be a grass, bear interest on the grassland, wither and prosper, and go through the cold and summer. I would like to ride a galloping horse on the grassland of Wan Li, forget the direction and time, forget the sorrow. ...