Beautiful scenery sentences

A collection of 99 sentences about beautiful scenery

The creek in the countryside is as clear as the Milky Way. It is so clear that you can see the green-brown stones, the sand and the water conservancy. The blackened leaves were as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, and the sun shining on the river. Golden spots and silver spots intertwined, shining out colorful lights. The following are 99 sentences about beautiful scenery that I recommend for everyone. You are welcome to read them. I hope you will like them.

1. The night scene is like poetry, bold and romantic; the night scene is like writing, wonderful and moving, and the night scene is picturesque. In the light makeup of pen and ink, the stars, moon and lights present a picture Brilliant picture.

2. The stars in the sky are like countless pairs of eyes, blinking and blinking, very beautiful! The moon showed a charming smile, more like a beautiful and quiet little girl. It gently spreads the bright moonlight to the world. I like the moon on the fifteenth day the most, because the moon on the fifteenth day is the roundest and brightest in the year. It sheds a piece of silver light on the earth, making the earth extraordinarily beautiful!

3. People are busier in spring. As the saying goes: The plan for a year begins with spring. You see, in the streets and alleys of the city, busy figures are coming and going, and in the fields of the countryside, farmers are sowing the seeds of hope. The new semester's class schedule is posted on the wall of the classroom, and there are many fruits of knowledge waiting for us to pick in the new books.

4. The colors of Beijing gardens are mostly golden or bright red. Sometimes, you can see a flying eaves in the green bushes, yellow and green, contrasting each other. Most palaces are decorated with glazed tiles, and the bright red edges and columns are too solemn, but lacking in elegance. There are exceptions. The main hall of Tantuo Temple is paved with gray square tiles, and the walls are also dark, blending seamlessly with the surrounding scenery. "The upper steps are green with moss marks, and the grass color is green in the curtains." It is simple, elegant and unique.

5. The peach trees sandwiched between the willow trees also bloomed with bright flowers. The green willows and red flowers are really beautiful!

6. The magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade, and as white as clouds, quietly fell to the earth, covering Mother Earth with a quilt. Looking around, the whole world is white like a fairy tale kingdom of ice and snow. The branches with fallen leaves are covered with shiny silver bars, and the snowflakes are as white as jade. Are they the little heavenly generals sent by the Tiangong, or the jade leaves falling from the laurel tree of the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade-colored butterflies, dancing like drunkenness; like blown dandelions; floating like flying; like small white flowers gifted by angels; scattered and gathered together, fluttering leisurely, light and airy, worthy of being from the earth masterpiece! I saw the snowflakes in front of me were as naughty as butterflies. They fell on the eaves, on the branches, and sometimes floated on the faces of passers-by.

7. Suddenly, a red sun rose in front of us, and the golden light it shed was like golden whips, driving away the flying clouds and mist. A red sun appeared on the sea, bright and dazzling. The sea and sky were suddenly filled with golden light, and the sea surface changed from dark blue to deep blue.

8. Bei Que Xiu wrote a letter, and Nanshan returned to my hut. If you don’t know your talent, you will give up. If you are sick, you will lose friends. Gray hair makes you grow old, and green hair makes you grow old. I can never sleep with my sorrow, the window is empty at night under the pine moon.

9. 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 are falling down, infinite sadness is weeping in my heart, my thoughts are traveling through Fengdu City, my kindness will stay in my heart forever!

10. Suddenly, a group of playful birds passed overhead, and their outspread feathers seemed to be dyed golden by autumn, making them dazzling. But some leaves are not withered and yellow. Green leaves are a miracle in a golden season! It felt like seeing Feishuang in June. The autumn rain fell lightly, floating like flower needles. I do like this kind of rain!

11. Autumn is more vibrant than winter. The snowy winter is lovely, but the golden autumn with the fragrance of fruits and melons is more brilliant and colorful.

12. The beauty of autumn is mature - it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer, and introverted in winter. The beauty of autumn is rational - it is not as charming as spring, as hot as summer, and as subtle as winter. Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as passionate as summer, and as charming as winter. The sunshine of golden autumn is warm and tranquil, the autumn wind of Dong countryside is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

13. Autumn, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as passionate as summer, and as attractive as winter.

14. In spring, the young and innocent hearts are laughing, the young hearts are running to pursue lofty ideals, and the old hearts are working hard to make them look young again...

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15. The rice is ripe and golden, as if someone had laid a thick layer of gold on the ground. The autumn waves shook the rice, making the heavy ears of rice fluctuate rhythmically, as if the golden mountain was landslide. The sound of wind and rice waves is like a moving piece of music.

16. In autumn, the sky is cloudless and the autumn wind blows. Migratory birds are eager to fly south. After a while, the wild geese lined up in a herringbone shape and flew neatly through the sky. As a result, the crisp chirping of the migratory birds could no longer be heard.

The sparrows are chirping and busy looking for food, and the frogs are digging holes, preparing to sleep comfortably and wait until next spring to get up!

17. In the field, the sorghum nodded frequently as if drunk; the corn was sleeping in its yellowed clothes; the soybeans also popped out of their belly; the cabbage was like a queue. Soldiers lined up neatly in the vegetable field. Farmers are busy harvesting the fruits of the year, and bursts of laughter can be heard from time to time in the fields. Ah, the autumn scenery is so beautiful!

18. There is a harvest scene in the farmland. Golden corn, patches of soybeans, black and red sorghum, fiery red peppers, and snow-white cotton seem to be holding a crop concert. When the wind blows, Play a symphony. It sounds so good! The scenery of autumn is so beautiful, let us go looking for autumn together!

19. The impression of autumn should be a scene of withering weeds, falling leaves, and depression. Nowadays, there is still a lush scenery in front of us, which is somewhat abnormal. Although we can feel the slightest chill when we wake up in the morning and feel the hazy sadness at sunset, autumn still feels so far away from us. Maybe facing the same blue, I can't detect the gentle footsteps of autumn. Maybe in a warm and harmonious living environment, autumn comes very long.

20. When the sun sets in the west, a red sun slowly sets in the sky. The sunset emits thousands of rays of rays, which fall on the calm lake, and the lake is shining with brilliant brilliance. A breeze blows, and the lake surface is filled with waves, which is really beautiful.

21. The sun gradually went down, and its face became redder and redder, like a big fireball, dyeing the clouds around it colorful. Slowly it walked behind the Western Mountain, leaving the beautiful glow in the distant horizon. We were all stunned. I was thinking in my heart: The sunset is so beautiful!

22. The leaves are small and green, and the flowers are small and so cute. Purple red roses are dancing in the wind, and there are naughty and cute little thorns on the rose branches. You have to be careful! You see, the big cactus is surrounded by 8 small cactus, like a family gathering together, how happy it is!

23. "When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Xitang the most. The sound of paddles in the running water in front of the steps is far away, the shadow of the moon bridge in the alley is long in the dream, and I hear the fishermen singing in the morning market." Just a small poem brought back memories I miss Xitang infinitely. The Xitang in my memory is just like what is mentioned in the poem, with small bridges and flowing water, smoke curling from cooking stoves, and the sound of fishermen singing and playing music.

24. The first thing I saw when I walked into the wetland was the tall and large earth-yellow reeds. These reeds were at least as tall as two uncles. I was stunned. The reeds in the wetland were so vibrant. ah!

25. When I think of you in the corner of the world, the whole world becomes gentle and stable.

26. Standing under the pavilion on the top of the mountain and looking back, I saw thousands of white waves in front of me, green leaves, clear canals, full of miscellaneous flowers, winding bridges and flowing water, the slightest movement of love, and the long Golden Pavilion. The corridor is elegant and outstanding, the water, light and mountains are integrated into one, beautiful and interesting everywhere.

27. 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 wind and 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.

28. Those lush and green days are getting farther and farther away, dead leaves are piled up on the streets in the season, and the ink-stained landscape fades into sadness. The autumn wind whistled, blowing in waves, and the leaves fell one after another, flying all over the sky, and together with the flying dust, the sky became gray. Winter is coming.

29. In the morning, the sun rose from the horizon, like a red fireball. There are white clouds floating in the sky, some look like rabbits, and some look like they have turned into turtles. The grass on the ground is green, as if it has spread a green blanket on the earth. The branches of the willow tree are long, like long braids. Under the willow tree is a small river. The water in the river is blue. Many fish are swimming in the water, some seem to be doing hide-and-seek, and some small fish are blowing bubbles.

30. How I want to become a star, a star that shines with seven colors of light; a star that can emit the most dazzling light through the clouds no matter how thick they are in the night sky; A star as hard as a diamond; a star that exudes a touch of warmth in winter; a star that exudes a touch of coolness in summer; how I want to become a magical star.

31. Wuquan Mountain in the early morning is without any modification. From a distance, the mountains are misty and misty, like a fairyland on earth. Walking along the rugged path next to it, you will feel the smell of earth in the air. Taking a deep breath in the mountain forest, you really feel like returning to nature. In addition, the birds are singing, which makes people feel extra special. Comfortable.

32. I love spring because it is full of vitality and new hope!

33. Spring is here! You see, the melting ice water woke up the creek. "Dingjing, Dingjing", it is like a magical singer of nature, singing a clear and sweet song, running forward...

34. In September, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the moon is clear in the cold pond. ; September, the wind is clear and the air is refreshing, and the sweet osmanthus is fragrant; September, the colors are colorful, and the grain is abundant.

35. 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?

36. The autumn wind rustles and the fallen leaves return to their roots. Looking at the fallen leaves on the ground and the dancing figures in front of me, I clearly heard the tunes they sang for me. Thick, long, gorgeous and solemn. I know that this earth must have remembered the so-called "fleeing years" because of this surging tune.

37. The lake water rushes to the red stone bridge and scatters like pearls. The air is filled with cool water vapor. Take a deep breath and it is refreshing.

38. The flowers in the flower bed and the tall trees form a charming landscape painting.

39. In early autumn, the leaves begin to flash yellow and green, and the few flowers gently sway in the wind, with a deep feeling. But as long as it is outlined by autumn, the beauty is unimaginable. Autumn is golden autumn. The leaves have long since lost their lush green attire in summer. The yellowing fan leaves have faint golden veins, which seem to be a reflection of the glory of the past. With a hint of golden halo, the breeze blows and stirs up the golden ocean.

40. At the summer solstice, the lush green mountains are a particularly beautiful appearance in the world of purple magpies. There are clouds and smoke floating on the mountainside, like fairy mist falling to the ground nine days away. There are layers of terraced fields in a well-proportioned pattern, with criss-crossing streets. There are several farmhouses located on the mountainside. They guard this terraced ocean with the sun and moon. They have been carefully cared for since the seedlings were planted in early spring. So that every bit of green is spliced ??into a vast sea of ??green.

41. Snow forest dancing at dusk, thousands of mountains covered with frost, thousands of trees adorned with white and curious makeup. The breath is filled with clouds and snow, and the waves of the river flow freely and elegantly.

42. Look, the corn in the field has a smiling face, the autumn wind blows, shining with the light of the sun, autumn is golden. Look at the maple leaves all over the mountain. They are as red as a flame burning, exuding vitality. Autumn is red. Haha, we were all wrong. Autumn is not golden or red. Autumn is colorful.

43. Standing on the pond, you can see the line of tide. Coming from Haining, you go straight to the pond. A little closer, the white is faintly revealed, like driving thousands of flocks of goslings, spreading their wings and flying away. As the spray approaches, ice flowers kick up, like millions of snow lions covering the river, roaring with thunder and whips, and thousands of arrowheads, no one dares to come first. If it gets any closer, the hurricane will force it to hit the shore. Watching the changes, I walked under the pond. When the tide reaches the pond, the water hits the pond and splashes for several feet, making the entire face wet. Whirlwinding to the right, Guishan blocked the way. It was so angry that the cannon shattered the dragon's cannon and the snow danced in the air. I was so shocked to see it that I sat there for half a day and my face became calm.

44. Have you ever tasted the taste of snow? It’s cool and can penetrate your heart instantly.

45. Not far from my hometown, there is a mountain called Yangtang Mountain, which contains spectacular scenery. The mountain range stretches for more than 20 miles. The mountains are majestic and straight, with towering peaks and an altitude of nearly 1,000 meters. It and Shima Mountain in Changbu Town in the northwest are like lovers in love. The natural scenery is beautiful, the landscapes are numerous and full of magic. Climbing to the top of the mountain is heart-pounding. The mountains were eroded by the wind and frost of the years, like knives and axes, and turned into peaks of different heights, quietly and peacefully displayed in front of people's eyes. If you witness these scenes, you will naturally sigh in your heart: "The earth is boundless and the sky is the boundary, and the mountain is the peak, and I am the peak."

46. The weather is too hot. The once bustling streets have become sparsely populated; the once bustling parks are now empty; the once warm sun has become extremely fierce.

47. The spring rain soothes the dry earth like a mother. The spring rain cares for the new grass like a mother. The spring rain nourishes our hearts like a mother.

48. Spring is here, the ice and snow have melted, the earth has turned green, the trees have sprouted... the weather is getting warmer.

49. Spring is like an alarm clock, it wakes up the sleeping grass and adds color to nature; spring is like a conductor, it breaks the ice on the river and directs the river to sing again; spring is like a conductor. Like a painting, it collects the colors of nature and lets the flowers compete for beauty in the painting.

50. The scenery of the West Lake is so majestic; the water of the lake is so clear; it is so calm, like a mirror; the scenery by the lake is so beautiful.

51. The blooming lotus is like a young girl, clear and pure; like a dancing fairy, delicate and charming; like a newborn child, spotless.

52. Miss Chun blew on the frozen river, and the ice and snow suddenly disappeared; Miss Chun waved her hand, and a group of fish swam in the river; Miss Chun jumped on the ground Dancing, the spring grass poked its head out, the buds bloomed with smiles, the leaves left the house and returned to the big tree; the spring girl poured another glass of water for the earth, the continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warmed the river water. Dadi put on new clothes, and Miss Chun was very happy.

53. The spring rain is pattering, pattering, grass, come out quickly! Get out quickly! The spring breeze is full of smiles, and the little bird says: "I want to sing to you! I want to dance for you!" The spring rain is dripping, dripping, big tree, wake up! Wake up! The spring thunder rumbled, rumbled, and the bamboo shoots said: "I want to get out! I want to get out!"

54. Black clouds rolled over the ink-covered mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat. It rolls to the ground and suddenly disappears. The water below the lake tower is like the sky.

55. I saw the clouds in Jiugong Mountain surrounded by fog, and the fog chased the clouds. It was impossible to tell which ones were fog and which ones were clouds. I really want to become a bird and fly in the beautiful sky. I really want to become a magpie bridge. No matter spring, summer, autumn, winter, day or night, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can meet on the bridge at any time! When I looked to the right again, I almost thought I was standing on Penglai Island. What comes into view is the endless white sea of ??clouds.

56. The power of the Nine Palaces. In the vast nine palaces, dangerous peaks rise abruptly from the ground, dividing China from the north to the south. The mountains are towering, the Yangtze River Plain ends here. There are many strange peaks and jagged rocks, so tall and steep that you can't see the bottom when you lean over the cliff. The mountains are high and the water is long, the clouds cover the blue lake, the cliffs are covered with snow, and the sweet spring comes from the sky. You can ride on the auspicious clouds, raise your hands to pick up the stars, step up to the sky, and reach the sky by one foot.

57. We are a group of lucky people, that night happened to be the fifteenth day, and there was a moving moon that night, not to mention this is Yunzhong Lake, so close to the sky. When we came out after dinner, we found that the moon was so bright and gentle, like a gem that had been hidden in the palm of our hands for a long time, and it just shined, with the warmth of the human body, making people feel close and natural. It's so close to us and so big! I have never seen such a beautiful moon in my life. It turns out that looking at the moon in the mountains has such a good feeling. Then I couldn't help but think of Wang Wei's poem: "Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and roaring loudly. People in the deep forest don't know, the bright moon comes to shine." Tonight, I will also follow the example of the ancients and appreciate the beauty of Jiugong Mountain under the bright moon. mountain view.

58. The more important reason why I want to praise you is: you also nurture the cradle of spring. "Winter is coming, can spring be far behind?" In winter, thoughts are purified and strengthened, and strength is saved. Once the spring breeze blows, everything becomes more vibrant, colorful and colorful. It's like a bud suddenly blooming.

59. I looked out from the window, hey! Spring has indeed arrived. Look, the green grass outside slowly pokes its head out like in a cartoon. Look again, what are the dots blinking in the flat grass? oh! Those are cute little flowers, and are there bugs burrowing in the petals? Hee, it turns out to be Thumbelina sleeping among the petals in the fairy tale! Look again, the long-dried willow tree also stretched out its green hands, and the beautiful spring girl came gently!

60. I came to the beach, and the hot sand and gravel immediately wrapped my feet. Before I even lifted my feet, there would be waves to wet your feet, and the unpleasantness of contact with the beach disappeared in an instant. It turns into the gentle breath of the sea - it touches your feet with its soft hands, which is extremely comfortable. The sea breeze mixed with the smell of fish blew, and I felt the breath of the sea, as if I was drunk. I closed my eyes, opened my arms, and felt the embrace of the sea. I really wanted to stand here forever.

61. The most distinctive feature of the park is the navy blue marble square, which is square and bright. The square has two rows of curved stone walls about one meter high, on which Ouyang Xiu's Yiling landscape poem "Nine Odes" is carved in cursive. It is common to see an old man with white hair in the morning light and dusk, holding a two-foot-long brush in his hand, dipping water into ink, and swiping the brush freely, awakening the ancient consciousness in his heart. If pedestrians pass by, they would rather take a detour than follow the words, for fear of insulting the elegance and desecrating the holy temple.

62. They are all equally ruthless, both can make humans feel the insignificance and insignificance of life, and are also full of changes that are completely intolerable to humans. In this change, human life will immediately become as fragile as an eggshell under a hammer. In a certain respect, the ocean is even more violent and cruel than the desert, and it also carries a certain ruthless mockery of human beings.

63. Your eyebrows are asleep and the morning glory is awake. The corner of your mouth is asleep, and the little wooden horse is awake. You and the whole world are asleep, and joy and I are awake and jumping. Through the sunny day, I saw another sunny day. The magnolias and begonias bloomed in the sunshine. They will never wither in this cool April.

64. There are also one or two street lights leaking through the gaps between the trees. The listless look is the eyes of sleepy people. Spring is still shallow, but the plum blossoms on several mountain tops are struggling to spit out red buds. The breeze blew softly and caressed my face softly. The lotus flowers in the lotus pond are blooming shyly. Fallen leaves dance up and down with the wind.

65. The wind is soft and the rain is gentle, and the background is reflected. Who can understand the ancient poetry of Jiangnan?

66. I have always been moved by the beauty of Jiangnan. I often imagine that paradise late at night, and my heart becomes silent.

67. When you walk into this beautiful park, you will see a dense forest. Walking inside, it feels like you have entered a green world. Through the woods, a tall and spacious pavilion appears in front of you, where several people are leisurely chatting and laughing.

68. The colors of spring are really colorful. The sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are green, and the spring flowers are yellow.

69. From the village to the wild, the wheat seedlings are lush and green, and the dead grass on the roadside is also green.

70. The setting sun is like blood, the sky is full of red clouds, and there are two rows of flying geese. Against the backdrop of the setting sun, the lake seems to have been injected with blood, glowing with a faint red light!

71. Suddenly there was a stream of light like white mist flowing over. It was another train, coming from north to south, passing us in the dark night.

72. Raindrops fall from the eaves, walls, and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column.

73. Rain falls on the campus! I held an umbrella and walked slowly in the rain. The bright red phoenix leaves were falling gently in the rain, as if there was a feeling of parting sadness!

74. Crystal clear snowflakes were flying in the sky, the streets were covered with snow, the houses were covered with snow, and even the branches were covered with snow. The whole earth turned into a silvery white world.

75. The white snowflakes are like pieces of white cotton; like pieces of torn cotton wool; like pieces of snow-white feathers; and like girls wearing white gauze dancing in the air. . A snowflake has six petals. If you color it, it can be as beautiful as a bright flower.

76. Spring is here, and everything in the fields has revived. The green grass slowly poked its head out of the soil, the flowers also bloomed with smiles, and the little swallows also flew back from the south, chirping. Screaming, some were arranged in a straight line and some were arranged in a herringbone shape as they flew from the sky. I found it very interesting. The big trees slowly sprouted buds. In the spring, apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, and pear blossoms all bloomed. In the small river, The ice also melted.

77. Mathematics pursues precision, chemistry requires purity, but fog tells us to be fuzzy and turbid, so fog does not belong to science or the material world, it belongs to aesthetics and the human world. .

78. Autumn is a superb magician. In her world, there are many unknown secrets. In the evening, why does the sky change so quickly? Just now you saw a few wisps of beautiful clouds. , looking beautifully at the horizon.

79. This rain, pattering, moistens the soil and moistens the willows. This wind lingers around my thoughts and ruffles my hair. This love, every strand, warms the heart and fills the eyes. This scene is poetic and picturesque, filled with mountains and rivers, and intoxicating with the world. This man was so sincere and sincere that he moved the wind and rain and sighed to the heaven and earth. Autumn, comes slowly, enters life, and cannot leave the mood.

80. 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 reverie.

81. Just when our visit to the observatory was about to end, God suddenly changed his face, and dark clouds came down, and then it started to rain lightly. The teacher urged us to go down the mountain quickly. While going down the mountain, I noticed the green of Sheshan Mountain again. The dense drizzle seemed to give Sheshan a shower. The leaves all over the mountains and fields were washed until they were shiny green and covered with small crystal water columns. The green in the rain in Sheshan was shining green and transparent green. , is charming green, intoxicating green.

82. In midsummer, the plum rain greets us, creating a beautiful fireworks in the dust. The ink that has been written, the time that has been carved, and the characters that fall on the corner of the page are all the flavor of the prosperous times. Slowly drying with the ink, they interpret the floating life like a dream through hardships; through prosperity; through hardships. Overcoming loneliness; finding oneself again from loneliness. What gratitude brings to the heart is the weight, compassion and understanding of life given by experience. I just want to let life go slower, and slower..."

83. Surrounding Dian Lake, there are two peaks of the Golden Horse and Jade Rooster facing each other in the east and west, and two mountains of Longworm and White Crane in the north and south. There are many scenic spots. . The lake is vast and the scenery is charming.

84. Sometimes, all the scenery is just for a passerby, or a person passing by.

85. Trees. The maple leaves on the tree turned dazzling red. A breeze blew by, and the maple leaves flew to unknown places with Sister Feng. Some leaves flew into the ground like a red butterfly and hid in the mother tree. Embrace. The sun in the sky seems to be tired, and the light is no longer as dazzling as in summer, but a little softer.

86. In autumn, there are no colorful flowers in spring and lush green trees in summer. , there are no snowflakes in winter, but there are fruit trees in autumn, bringing people the joy of harvest. There are fruits everywhere!

87. Go forward, and there will be an attractive new green harvest! Under the eyes, there is a pond full of new lotus leaves. Some of the lotus leaves are flat and floating on the water; some are swaying in the air like green umbrellas; some are carrying water drops and reflecting the sun dazzlingly; some are very tall. The flowers are tall, but their leaves are not unfolded, and they stand bravely. Most of the lotus flowers are in bud, and the white and pink flowers look like flower fairies dancing gracefully in the pond with their skirts flying in the breeze.

88. Jiangnan is beautiful in spring, the wind is gentle, the air is fresh, and the sun is warm.

89. Spring comes so quickly and quietly. Before you know it, the grass has turned green, the branches have sprouted, and wildflowers and rapeseed flowers are blooming everywhere. Everything is bathed in the dawn of spring and swaying in the spring breeze. The bow swings lightly, like a young girl singing and dancing, charming and charming.

90. Spring is here, everything wakes up from its slumber, and the grass and trees begin to sprout buds.

91. Since ancient times, poets have loved spring and praised spring because the scenery in spring is pleasant and can be included in poetry everywhere.

92. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Looking into the distance, it seems that a piece of mist has blocked the sight. It is so gray that nothing can be seen clearly, including trees and houses.

93. The rising silvery smoke, the ancient silent stream that never stops, the old cow slowly walking alone carrying the sunset, a square rice field like a checkerboard grid, green velvet The seedlings are woven into carpets, stretching far into the sky; clumps of green trees set off the houses with blue bricks and red tiles.

94. The 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.

95. 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.

96. 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.

97. The beauty in the woods is no less beautiful than the sea. The vigorous and powerful branches reflect the vicissitudes of several years. The leaves are withered but they still have a unique charm. The light breeze blew playfully toying with the branches and leaves. Finally, the leaves could not withstand the invasion of Qiao'er and left the branches that they had been leaning on for several months. They began to float hesitantly. It was unwilling to give up, like a butterfly with a dead leaf. Showing its beauty that is not easily noticed in the air, it finally drew a perfect arc in the air and landed, ending its life. But they dedicated their beauty to mankind and completed its mission.

98. The light emitted by the sun is getting higher and higher, and the sea is full of ripples and brilliance. The sea is covered with a golden veil. On the coast, grandpa's white beard turned into a golden beard, and aunt's cheeks became more rosy... The sea surface has turned purple, and the waves and purple are so spectacular. I couldn't help shouting: "It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!" Am I in a fairyland, a paradise in my dream?

99. Cold, the weather is still so cold. But the sunshine is warm after all. At noon, the sun shines brightly on the earth. The golden sunshine shines on the wilderness and rooftops, on people's shoulders and backs. A warm current permeated the whole body, making one feel dizzy and the bones soft. It was so comfortable and comfortable.