Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Weather inquiry - A collection of excerpts of good words and sentences describing scenery

A collection of excerpts of good words and sentences describing scenery

1. A few yellow leaves falling from the trees fell in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condensed into milky white heat in the air. Although it is already late autumn, the sun still works every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.

2. It snowed all night. The next morning, when I looked out the window, I saw "Wow" there was white snow everywhere, and the whole world was covered in silver. Looking at the snow, I couldn't help but think of playing with my friends in the yard when I was a child. How innocent I was at that time!

3. After a while, a little gray rabbit appeared in the sky. It is pulling out a red radish! After two or three seconds, the little gray rabbit grew bigger, but the radish disappeared. When looking for the radish, the gray rabbit also disappeared.

4. For a moment, I was in a trance, and the sky looked like this and that. In fact, it looked like nothing, and I couldn’t see anything clearly. I had to lower my head and calm down for a while before looking again. But the sky just didn't wait for those children who liked it. After a while, the fire clouds went down.

5. The rain finally stopped. I stood under the snow with a love for snow and carefully observed this little elf in white gauze.

They are fluttering in the wind, and they dance their unique dance in the air with the whirlwind of the wind. They were rising and falling in the wind, erratic. It seemed that these elves didn't want to fall to the ground. They wanted to fall into the embrace of the sky again. However, the wind stopped. Even though they didn't want to fall, they were no match for it. The wind, once the wind stops, they can only fall to the ground obediently. Because it had rained, the snow fell on the ground and melted into snow water in an instant.

6. Winter wind, cold wind howling and biting. It called loudly, and his voice echoed outside the window. The chrysanthemums have withered. The cold plum blossoms opened in his voice, opening so proudly. In the cold wind, even though there were no other companions, she still straightened her back and looked at the snow-capped scenery. It adds a little warmth and beauty to the monotonous white.