Beautiful sentences about the wind, flowers, snow and scenery in April. It is best to describe rich articles. Each category needs more than 1000 words. thank you

The wind is blowing, the wind is blowing, the hills are lonely and rambling, and the grass in the spring suburbs is weak. Clouds are bright in the moonlight, and fog is in the morning. Clear autumn, Gui Xiang secretly sent, extremely complex frequency sweeping inflammation. The wind is blowing and wild flowers are falling.

Flowers are gorgeous, flowers are gorgeous, demons burn like makeup, and locks are like scissors. The dew is fresher, and the wind sends fragrance far away. One must be to show off the ice muscles, with flowers blooming and a slightly drunk face. The flowers are gorgeous and the forest is really enviable.

Snow fluttering, snow fluttering, jade sealing plum calyx, green salt pressing bamboo tips. Sprinkle the air and turn the waves, and lock the silver bridge. Qian Shan muddy scary spread lead powder, Wanmu vaguely holding a robe. The snow is fluttering, and people who travel far hate the distance.

Yue, Yue, suddenly there is a lack of hook mold field, and the square mirror hangs in the sky. Obliquely moved flowers and shadows are chaotic, and the water lines are low. Poets hold a lamp to find a good sentence, while beauties push the window to sleep late. Juanjuan, the clear light is endless.

wind

1 The wind caressed the crops, sometimes bending and sometimes lifting, as if the earth was breathing rhythmically, and the mature wheat had life. The wind blew from there, and there was a whisper among the wheat ears.

I keep my mouth shut, but the wind is like a powerful hand, choking my breath and forcing me to open my mouth from time to time. At this time, it will also raise a handful of dirt into my mouth, similar to a naughty child.

On a bright afternoon in March, the air really blends together. A 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 in a daze trying to embrace the space.

The spring breeze in February, warm and humid during the day, blows on the face, but it is a bit like the smell of cotton tidbits blowing on the face; But at night, especially late at night, it's a bit like scissors. The night wind fluttered on the beach, and the willow trees on the beach danced hard with her tender and oily branches like drunk.

Overnight, the spring breeze came. Suddenly, it rolled in from the vast grasslands and deserts outside the Great Wall. Jumping over the ravine, over the ridge, into the ravine, irrigating the mountain pass, screaming and blowing the horn, roaring and roaring, flying sand and stones, flapping on the window, flapping on Sarah's face, like countless needles.

flower

1 Magnolia blooms like a white jade bell, swaying in the wind, listening to the ear, like a crisp and pleasant bell passing in the wind. Some flowers are in bud, like white candles; Some compete with each other, and the flowers and bones exude a strong fragrance; Some are upside down; Some branches are obliquely inserted; Some seem to be a pair of beautiful people whispering to each other; Some are like white butterflies flapping their wings under the blue sky.

Every year when the ice and snow melt, peach blossoms and plum blossoms bloom brilliantly in the cold wind, attracting bees and butterflies to fly all day. Sunflower has a big golden yellow flower with shiny silver dew on its petals, which is reflected by sunlight into orange, like a burning flame. Among the green leaves, a few small white and green buds appeared in dribs and drabs, hiding from the ground left and right, like shy little girls. On the hillside, with the cool breeze of autumn night, the fragrance of those unknown wild flowers drifted away, and the air was filled with an intoxicating sweetness.

On both sides of the gently rippling brook, there are wild flowers higher than the horse's head, red, yellow, blue, white and purple, colorful, like endless brocade, as dazzling as rosy clouds on the horizon, as gorgeous as Changhong in the sky. When late autumn comes and first frost strikes, the flowers in spring and summer gradually turn yellow and wither, but the chrysanthemums in Ao Shuang are in full bloom, adding infinite vitality to the chilly autumn season. Orchids are in full bloom, and the flowers seem to be carved out of white jade. Against the green leaves, they look so pure, elegant and spotless.

Lotus, tightly attached to the green and round lotus leaf, seems to be covered with soft gauze under the washing of white rain, becoming more delicate, elegant and charming. Peony flowers are rich and elegant, elegant and elegant. For thousands of years, it has been regarded as the best flower and loved by people. That string of trumpet-shaped morning glory, swaying in the breeze, seems to be playing cheerful music. Narcissus is like a fairy, standing gracefully in clear water. The breeze blew gently, and she swayed her soft body and danced charming dance gently.

The thin petals of poinsettia seem to be just "a little red in the evergreen tree" from a distance, but they are red at close range, forming a large piece. The Chinese rose blooms, and the petals are layered and slightly rolled down. Under the sunlight, the petals are as bright as a layer of bright oil. What a beautiful peony! Under Shigen Lake, on both sides of the winding path, clusters of red, purple, beige and white balls are smiling at people. On the grass beside the hillside, there are clusters of dandelions and umbrella-shaped small white flowers scattered with the wind.

snow

1 Snow is like small silver beads, like light rain, like catkins, like poplars. It hangs a white sky snow curtain for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance are vaguely like fog and clouds, which are particularly beautiful. When I stepped on the wet road, a garrulous and proud voice came from my ear: "Look, I'm coming.

Snowflakes are falling quietly. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, one after another, like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, tremble, fluctuate and ripple in the boundless night sky. The expression is so pleasant and the change is so magical. Jing Tian seems to feel that there is a big white wing hidden on the earth. Before you know it, it is a vast expanse of whiteness. ..... There is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring poetic tranquility to this early spring night.

Smokers in half the city, jagged roof tiles, some unfinished Chun Xue ... and distant mountains with white hats, two towers that stand by and watch the landscape, and rivers that flow back to the east, west, south and east of Lanxi County clearly show the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

The next morning, snowflakes were flying in the air, and Shan Ye was white. Early winter snowflakes with moist smell floated on the trees by the roadside. In several places, the branches of crisp poplars were crushed by snow. Feeding birds spread their wings and jumped among the trees, shaking off the snow on the branches. Several desolate mountain villages nearby were all buried in the snow, and the distant peaks turned gray in the diffuse snow smoke; No matter how far away, melting in the foggy space, it will also become confused.

The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow. Butterflies really don't exist; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see flowers blooming in the snow in winter, and many bees are busy flying. I can hear their buzzing sound.

moon

1 The waning moon is like a bow, the new moon is like an eyebrow, and the full moon is like a mirror. Jathyapple is full of yarn in spring, and apricot blossoms are cloudy. In autumn, the frosty moon is near the river, the waves are like thousands of silver candles, and the river is full of bright moons.

Sure enough, the moon came out. A bright crescent moon, like a silver sickle, stretched out from the peak of ink and ink; It is like a white jade lamp, pouring out clear moonlight like water ... The dark green fields quietly raised mist. A Ying Ge, I don't know where to hide and sing. It sounds like a string of bells.

Half a circle of bright moon silk, shining like platinum, quietly and almost imperceptibly embedded in the deep blue sky! I dare say, I never thought that there are such fresh and quiet scenery and such jade flowers as fine as silk thread and bright as platinum in the universe! Blue sky, Yin Hui; The moon is full and curved, and the sky hangs-what a beautiful artistic conception, what an elegant moon scene! This month's circle is so thin, so soft, but so bright and dazzling that you can't believe it. I suspect it's a phantom that appears above your head!

April sunshine just rose from the back of the field, round and bright. On the ground, flashing water, there is a layer of silver fog floating there. The frog is talking, and the toad in the grass is singing the melodious sound like a flute. The shrill cry of crickets seems to echo the twinkling stars. The breeze shook the branches of the hazel tree. On the hill behind the river, there came the crisp song of the nightingale.

The bright moon hangs like a silver plate in the cloudless blue sky of Wan Li, and shines on Qiu Jiang with the cold moonlight. Sitting on the boat, watching the sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light, watching the water, the blue sky and the bright moon are all in one river, which is the artistic conception of "Tomorrow's moonlight is like water".

The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty.

★ The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the Milky Way, blinking.

★ A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.

★ The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate.

★ As the full moon rises, a soft smile appears on her silvered face.

★ The bright full moon has been lifted to the sky by the distant blue mountain.

★ The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.

★ At night, it is very quiet. A full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth.

★ An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake.

★ The full moon is like a yellow lantern, lifted from the eastern horizon and hung in the sky.

★ At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight.

★ The moon rises gradually. She is dressed in a long white gauze dress, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.

★ The moon is like a newly married daughter-in-law. Just coming from the eastern horizon, she shyly got into the leaves and hid.

★ The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight.

★ The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, lifting the veil to reveal her charming face for a while, and the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight.

★ The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury.

★ At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow.

★ In the morning, the waning moon is like a pebble that has lost its luster and is thrown in the horizon.

★ A crescent moon is like a white pear, quietly blooming in the light blue sky.

★ The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.

★ The moon is like a bow, winding in the sky.

★ A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It's as white as freshly extracted silver.

★ A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, sticks out from the dark mountain peak.

★ A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light.

★ A crescent moon is like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upwards, rowing on the calm lake in the middle of the night, which gives me a feeling.

★ A crescent moon hangs high in the deep blue sky, and the clear water shines on the earth.

★ The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches.

★ Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal.

★ The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating.

★ A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance.

★ A silver hook in the night sky sheds infinite brilliance.

★ The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth with a sweet smile.

★ Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches.

The crescent moon is like a silver boat.

★ The curved crescent moon outside the window looks like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky.

★ The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, like barracuda, lively and lovely.

★ The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air.

★ The moon has risen, flushed and dizzy, as if someone had provoked a red lantern from the eastern horizon.

★ The moon has risen, like a freshly dehydrated ice tray with no dust.

★ Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her.

★ A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is beautiful.

★ The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.

★ The moon went out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean.

★ A ray of clear and soft moonlight shines on the windowsill through the window, just like silver plating.

★ The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.

★ The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving a glittering and translucent jade.

★/the full moon on kloc-0/5 is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright.

★ Leng Yue hangs its branches high, and the bare branches are rustled by the cold wind.

The moon in early winter, cold, pours ice-like Yin Hui from the west.

★ The moon finally rose to the clear sky, glittering and translucent.

★ The moon rises from the edge of the forest and emits cold light, which makes the snow-covered fields extraordinarily white and makes people feel colder. Thousands of stars are like pearls in the night sky, shining with the light of Yin Hui.

★ As night falls, the blue sky is dotted with countless little stars, flashing as if inviting people to travel in the vast space.

★ Without the moon, the stars twinkle like dew on a big lotus leaf.