Good sentences about scenery and good quilts

This is a bright full moon. It gushed out of the calm sea like a shiny silver plate. In the sea, there are silver waves like fish scales. On the beach, it suddenly lit up, and the figure of sitting, lying and walking was clearly visible. Ah! On the beach, there are many people enjoying the cool. The sound of voices, laughter, singing and frolicking resounded throughout the beach.

It rained in Mao Mao in mid-April. The sun shines, and the autumn wind sends cool. The young leaves are still small, but there are some green leaves everywhere. Shy Chunyang only gently leaned out some soft light from the thin clouds, and the figures and shadows on the ground were very weak. The wild peach blossoms bloomed the earliest, and the faint pink was swaying in the wind and rain, like a weak village girl, dressed simply and beautifully.

The weather is intoxicating warmth, which happens to be the season when cherry blossoms fall out. The fine sand pavement is covered with messy pink flowers, some of which are hung on the paved green grass. Several pear trees are also dotted with white petals. The hills in the north and west are covered with light blue clothes schools, and swallows jump back and forth in the forest. This is the last spring of a good year, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere, which makes people linger.

The scenery along the road is really good. The midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River was once a paradise on earth. There is no barren land along the way, only green rice, green trees and green mulberry trees. Occasionally, I saw some ponds with thick lotus leaves and tiny rhombic leaves floating on the water.

The sun shone through the dense leaves of elm trees and cast shadows on the ground. The south wind in late summer and early autumn brought the new fragrance of wheat and wormwood. Late summer and early autumn in northern Manchuria are beautiful seasons and the best days of the year. The weather is neither too cold nor too hot, and there is still some cyan in the field, so people are not too busy.

A river of autumn water is still clear and blue. The autumn mountains on both sides of the strait are still welcoming people gracefully. When the Cangjiang River bends, there are nine clusters of reeds and several curved villages dotted there. When you are sitting in the cabin, as long as you look up, you will see the red leaves of Chinese tallow trees on the river bank and the green hills in the sky not far away.

The sound of waves lapping on rocks and beaches is endless. The water spray is almost like a white line, rushing from a distance, slamming on the shore, making a rhythmic splash, then bubbling and disappearing between the sand and stones. A row of waves in the back followed. ...

Although the current water has been liberated from the mountains compared with the upstream, it is still quite turbulent, so it is still quite unrestrained. The river is quite vast, and there are always large and small islands, wearing new miscellaneous trees. Although spring and summer are green, winter becomes a sparse cold forest. The water color, except the red in the summer flood period, is thick sky blue. The sound of the beach, far and near, has been singing.

It would be a pity if people who have been to Tibet have not been to Linzhi, the "Jiangnan" in Tibet. If people who have been to Linzhi have not been to Cuogao Lake in person, it should be a great pity.

Cuogao Lake, located in Cuogao Township, Kampot Jiangda County, northwest of Linzhi, has a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery.

The lake is surrounded by continuous peaks. The lake is green and crystal clear. When there is no wind, the level is like a mirror, and the shadows of white clouds and green hills are reflected on the lake, and the mountains and rivers blend together. Fish, large and small, shuttle through the water, as if swimming between mountains and white clouds, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.

The lake is praised as "holy water" by local people. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. When nature is immersed in the cold, it is still rippling. There are many fish in the lake and many rare birds by the lake. It is said that there are strange animals and wild animals at the bottom of the lake. Others claimed to have seen two big fish with their own eyes, saying that one was as long as several trucks connected together. When they swam out of the lake to play, they stirred the lake like a pot. This adds a bit of mystery to Cuogao Lake. Sometimes, people can see the illusion that grasslands and snow-capped mountains are reflected on the lake, and even clearly see a corner of the bustling market in Lhasa and the warm scene of the Congress. These are the so-called mirage.

The islands in the lake should naturally add the most color to the lake. The island is as round as a felt hat and surrounded by green trees. In the center of the island is the famous King Gelsall Temple. Legend has it that King Gelsall came back from destroying the demon in the East and passed by Cuogou Lake. Deeply attracted by the scenery there, he stopped on this small island to enjoy the lakes and mountains, and he didn't want to leave for a long time. In order to commemorate him, later generations built the King Gelsall Temple on the island, erected his statue and recorded his great achievements. In the temple, the oil lamp flashes all day and the sound is endless; Outside the temple, cigarettes are wrapped around and golden banners are flying, attracting countless believers and tourists.

The mountains around the lake are rare virgin forests, which cover the sky and the sun. People inside can only see the scenery from a small point. All kinds of birds are buzzing overhead. If you are lucky, you can also see precious animals such as musk deer and deer. In early autumn, all kinds of delicious mushrooms such as Penicillium, Doll Mushroom and Lentinus edodes are covered with mountains, bringing food and wealth to local people.

Cuogao Lake attracts thousands of people from Qian Qian with its unique scenery and strong religious color. It is said that roads and hotels will be built here in the future, so that more people can enjoy the wonderful scenery, learn about Tibet and China.

Cuogao Lake, the lake of my hometown, you are the pride of children, and you are the glory of children. Your today is infinitely beautiful, and your tomorrow will be even more brilliant.

Walking across the wooden bridge and the soldier-dodging hole, a group of monkeys came to see the peak. The surrounding peaks are like monkeys with different postures, either naive or stubborn, or embarrassed or angry, as if welcoming tourists from afar. They are the solidified sounds of nature and the philosophical heritage of the original flavor of Yang Zhe Mountain. -According to records, Zhang Sanfeng lived here after he lived in seclusion. Zhang Sanfeng is a Taoist immortal, and there are many relics here. For example, he flew to the precipice, the poems carved with his fingers, the footprints on bluestone, and the place where he ascended to immortality. —— Exit the Tibetan Sutra Cave, cross the vast forest, and look up. The sky in the distance is faintly visible, which makes people wonder whether there is a sky beyond that sky.

Shortly after sunset, the orange sunset glow was still burning in the western sky. The sea, also dyed red by this glow, is more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, whenever rows of waves surge, the glow reflected from the peak is red and bright, just like a flaming flame, flashing and disappearing. And the back row, flashing, rolling, pouring in.

The glow of the sky gradually faded, and the crimson color changed to crimson color, and the crimson color changed to light red. Finally, when all these red lights disappeared, the sky suddenly appeared high and far away and presented a solemn scene. The first morning star appeared, flashing in the dark blue sky. It is so big and bright, and it is the only one shining with extraordinary brilliance in the whole vast sky, just like a bright lamp hanging in the sky.

As the night deepens, there are more and more "lights" in the sky. The lights in all parts of the city are really lit up for the second time, especially the lights on the hillside around the harbor, which are reflected in the dark blue sea from mid-air, flickering with the waves, like a string of flowing pearls, and reflecting each other with the dense stars in the sky. It is really beautiful.

On this beautiful night, I walked slowly along the beach on the soft beach. The sea gently stroked the soft beach and made a gentle brushing sound. The evening breeze is fresh and cool. I have unspeakable excitement and happiness in my heart.

The night wind blows gently, and the air is fragrant with the mixture of the sea and the fields. During the day, the residual temperature of the sun remains on the soft beach. People who have worked in various jobs all day come to this soft beach in twos and threes. They bathed in the cool sea breeze, looked at the starry night sky and rested with a smile. Happy laughter flies from here to there from time to time, just like waves rising from here to there on a calm sea.

I walk on the beach, walking between my hometown and my friends.

I saw, over there, next to a wooden boat with the bottom down on the beach, a group of people had just returned from harvesting wheat in the field. They are talking about this year's harvest. There was plenty of rain this spring, wheat seedlings grew vigorously and the harvest was better than last year. At present, there is another soaking rain, and the harvest situation after autumn can be basically determined. People were inspired by this wonderful year, and the conversation was full of happy laughter.

Just after the autumnal equinox, I feel cool suddenly. Going for a walk at the seaside in the morning seems to feel that the blue sea is bluer than before; God, it's a little higher than before.

Looking back at the Gu Mo Ridge, oh, the autumn colors are getting stronger. What lovely autumn colors! I really don't understand why Ouyang Xiu described autumn so cold and gloomy when he wrote Ode to Autumn Sound. In my opinion, the bright spring scenery of flowers and trees is lovely, but the autumn colors of fruits and vegetables are even more gratifying.

Autumn is more prosperous than spring.

Autumn is more colorful than spring.

Look, the persimmon trees in the western ravine are so beautiful in red. It's like a fire, bright red. Many poets and painters in ancient and modern times praised the color of maple leaves. However, compared with persimmon trees, maple leaves are not inferior.

There are apples, the famous red banana apples at home and abroad, which are also so red, so bright and so lovely; Dajinshuai Apple is glittering with the color of Huang Chengcheng; Hawthorn trees are covered with red fruits like red agate; On the other hand, grapes are more colorful. The kind called "Crystal" is long, green and crystal clear. It really looks like it is carved with crystal and jade. There is also the red rose, which is bright in purple, round and lovely, like a string of purple pearls. ……。

Oh! What a charming autumn scenery!

I like this gorgeous autumn color, because it represents maturity, prosperity and prosperity, and also represents happiness, joy and prosperity.

Ah, what charming and brilliant autumn colors, what an exciting and prosperous scene! Here, we can't see the bleak scenery described by Ouyang Xiu as "its color is bleak and the smoke is getting thicker" ... its meaning is gloomy and the mountains and rivers are lonely ",and we can't see the sad autumn artistic conception of" the brave Dan is a tree and the black man is a star ".

What I see is colorful harvest scenery and vigorous prosperity. Because here, autumn is not a symbol of aging, but a symbol of prosperity. Writing here, I suddenly understood why Ouyang Xiu described autumn so sadly, because what he wrote was not only autumn in the season, but also the reflection of the author's time and social thought. I can boldly say that if Ouyang Xiusheng were alive today, his Ode to Autumn Sound would definitely be another content and another color.

I like autumn.

I love the autumn of our time.

I hope this beautiful autumn scenery will last forever.

I saw the clouds coming, soaring on the Wenshuyuan and the balcony, drifting across the Donghai Gate and Xihai Gate, and permeating Beihai Hotel and Baieling. So erratic; If it is changeable. Between milliseconds, the scenery is different; The same place, changing rapidly. Sometimes the sun is shining, sometimes the rain is flowing. But there will always be clouds floating away; The whole park, hidden in it. A few pine trees, a few pine watchers, dissolved and dissolved; There are ancient landscapes and simple brushwork. And the wind roared, shaking the pine trees like dragons and phoenixes, showing their vigor and color. Their roots are embedded in crevices, the color is like granite, and they are generally loyal. They have wavy awnings trimmed by the wind; Because of the wind, they spread their wings like flying. Looking down from the top of the mountain, they look like moss, covered with rocks; Looking up from the mountainside, they are like daughters in the sky, slim and elegant. Fold along the rock wall and one by one will come out. The gauze is light and the exposed figure dances lightly. And this kind of dancing wind blows the clouds in a variety of ways, which is dazzling. Whether the cloud is scattered or gathered; The mountain peaks are flashing. It was raining cats and dogs just now, and it was foggy, but it stopped and dispersed in less than one thousandth of a second. On the solemn Tiandu Peak, Hada was put away; The beautiful lotus seed peak unveiled a cicada-like veil. As soon as the sun shines, Dan Cliff is golden. At this time, the sea of clouds is rolling, such as the tide of Haining, and it goes straight to the cliff bank in front of Wenshuyuan Hotel. The cinnabar peak was swallowed up, the powder peak reached the bottom of the wave, the ploughed Yunfeng became an island, and Aoyufeng swam among the snow waves. The waves are calm and the moonlight is dazzling. At this time, the Wenshuyuan is in the south, and Scorpio's whole body, like a dragon, lies motionless in front of me. Waiting for someone to ride, you can take off. When I woke up suddenly in a quiet hotel with dark blue peaks, I got up gently and saw that the peaks were only dark, but the morning glow gradually showed purple, blue and green colors. The rising sun showed the first light. I have never seen this bright red so red, nor have I seen this bright red so fresh. In a blink of an eye, the fireball flies and the rosy clouds are hidden in the gaze. Light and shadow are ever-changing, and space shoots hundreds of beams. Wansonglin is beautiful, and Yungu Temple is radiant. Suddenly I saw a precious glass lamp hanging high in front of my peak. Colorful, fireworks scattered in the dock. Fireworks are flying. Darkness changed color, and omnipotent clouds gathered again. Sheng Guan sings together, and the mountain calls the valley. The wind is urgent. In front of the west sea, the snow waves are surging. In front of Paiyun Pavilion, just like a busy seaport, there are packages of soft goods loaded and unloaded on the dock. How I want to sail from here. But there are many reefs and the waves are big and sinister, which can definitely smash my sail mast and overturn my ship. I crossed the jungle path and ran up the left peak. There is a platform on the ground where you can see the sea. But it's very strange to see the vast and boundless Three Seas and Penglai. I walked through dense forests, climbed strange peaks, wound my way through dangerous cliffs and stepped into deeper waves. A reed can sail, and I reached Feilai Peak in the center of the sea. I'm more interested in traveling, and I'm on the cloud again. There is no sign on the map of Huangshan Mountain, and there is no mention of any travel notes. There are no stone steps, paths, routes and directions in the cloud. Only in the crevices of rocks, in the roots of pine trees, and in the wrinkles of snow waves, I went overseas. There are four sets of thick clouds, which are boundless in all directions. Suddenly I met a drug farmer and told me that this place is called Overseas Five Peaks. He showed me the highest honor of Huangshan Mountain, a ganoderma lucidum, with a head and a tail, and the color was bright red as coral. He showed me the way, and he went down the rope to a valley of dozens of feet. He is flying and swinging. Huangshan belongs to him and to such a drug farmer. I don't know how many clouds I have crossed and how many mountains I have climbed. I found myself on the explosion peak, in front of the bright top. Rain is coming, so I'll hide in the weather station. Huangshan also belongs to them, these young scientists, and they invited me into their research room. It rained cats and dogs. At this time, the meteorologist congratulated me because I would see the best scenery. I was just breathing, but they urged me to go to the observation deck. Sure enough, it turned blue after the rain. The sky stands abruptly, like an ancient general. The crimson lotus peak is facing the sun, stretching a petal filled with water. In the faint sea of clouds, you can see the crystal drops below. Baiyue Mountain in Xiuning, Jiuhua Mountain in Qingyang, Tianmu Mountain in Lin 'an and Lushan Mountain in Jiujiang. It is the Yangtze River floating in the distance. At this time, there is a rainbow hanging in the sky. Brightly colored, silvery marine basement. Wonderful! Wonderful! The rainbow is not far away, it is just around the corner, next to the observation deck. But ten paces away, the feet of the rainbow rose, crossed the sky and went straight into the distant blue sky. It seems that you can climb stairs from the foot of Changhong, step by step in the rainbow and overlook the whole country. Between the sea of clouds, a treasure light suddenly appeared. The shadow of the pine shadow, a piece of glass, shines under the rainbow, only 20 steps away from me, and I can reach out. That's great. Crystal clear in the middle. There is a mirror in its mirror ring, which is more colorful than a rainbow. Take a picture! Take a picture!

What a nice park this is! What a world this is! -"Huangshan"

The undulating loess along the road rolled like waves. The sun is buried in the loess and burning.

Flesh red. However, the sun still burns strangely, turning their meat purple and black.

En Cai seems to smell a burning smell.

(Zhang Tianyi)

The bitter and hot air seems to have stagnated; The hot face waited sadly for the wind, but

It is the wind that won't come. The sun is shining in the dark blue sky; It's opposite us.

On the shore is the Yan wheat field in Huang Chengcheng. In some places, absinthe grows, even one.

The ears of wheat do not waver.

(Turgenev)

When the sun first appeared, I walked along the river to the village, so faint and clear.

Fog, so wet and humid smell of earth, kept slapping my face and getting in.

My nose.

(local records)

The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covered.

Living in the moonlight and above the fields is like a light smoke and falling asleep.

Conditions. After the sunset, the smoke in the field dispersed, and the water was as clear as water, washing away the softness.

Autumn night.

(Liu Zhuode)

That night, there was not even a cloud, and the sky was blue and transparent. Moon image

A newly-married daughter-in-law who just rose from the eastern horizon shyly got into the tree again.

Hidden in the leaves. Those dense poplar leaves are like running water, day and night.

Night rustling sand, rustling sand, where people can't see it, flows quietly and loudly.

(Serina Liu)

The cloud moves slowly, and the full moon that has been swallowed for a long time suddenly jumps out, like

A gold plate that just came out of the smelting furnace is dazzling, shining with golden light and shining all over the earth.

Bright, frogs on the lotus leaves, grasshoppers on the grass and birds on the branches are all.

This sudden light woke me up, cheered and sang loudly.

(Wang Zifu)

In August in the south, the sun is like fire. At noon, the sun made the leaves curl.

Get up. Cicada kept ringing, and the sound was very long, which added a layer of trouble to the sultry weather.

(Jin Jingmai)

Rolling purple light, Shimada Hanzo behind the poplar road, is waking up.

The earth casts colorful light. Gradually, the dazzling clouds were parted and the sun was like fire.

Balls generally appear, pouring red light on trees, plains and oceans like fire.

And the whole earth.

(Mo Bosang)

This description is really vivid, dynamic and static, with depth and density, hearing and vision, far and near, high and low. The author organically interweaves several loose azaleas on the hillside with dense seedlings in the field. In order to add vitality to the picture, the author uses a series of dynamic descriptions of "the wind is blowing", "the boat is capsized" and "the waves are shaking" to turn the originally quiet seedlings into light silk. The collocation of colors is also quite clever; The thatch is green, the young trees are green, and the seedlings are like dark green carpets, swaying into light green silk with the wind. In this green ocean, several clusters of azaleas as bright as flames are carefully decorated, which is refreshing and full of spring.

There is a red sun in the sky, without a cloud, and it is very hot. On the day of the trip, all the roads were rugged paths, with mountains in the south and mountains in the north, but eleven soldiers were supervising. They walked more than twenty miles. The soldiers are thinking of enjoying the cool under the Liu Yin tree. Yang Zhi hit them with a cane and shouted, "Go! Teach you to go to bed early! " When all the soldiers looked at that day, there was not a cloud in the sky. In fact, it's very hot. At that time, Yang Zhi urged a group of people to walk on a quiet road in the mountains and watch the afternoon sunshine. The stone is very hot, and my feet hurt so much that I can't walk.

The twinkling stars in the sky are like jewels on a black curtain. They are so close to us! Black mountain peaks stand in front of us like giants. The surrounding mountains surround the valley like a well. There are several fires up and down, and comrades who are awake from the cold are whispering around the fire. In addition, it is silence. My ears are full of unpredictable sounds, some are far away and very close, and some are extremely heavy and thin, like spring silkworms chewing mulberry leaves, like wild horses galloping on the plains, like mountain springs whimpering, like rough waves.

I hope to adopt O (∩ _ ∩) O. Thank you.