Spring is in the air
Nature is colorful: grass is like green waves, peach blossoms are like red faces, sunflower is golden, and magnolia is flawless. Rhododendron on the branches of mango trees awakens people's hopes with its mellow, sweet and moving sound. Crowds of thrush crouched on the branches like a wedding procession. Peach and pear trees seem to be intoxicated by their own fragrance, and mangoes bloom like stars all over the sky. It can really be said that it is a world of birds and flowers.
In late spring, the weather is warmer. The fields are full of lively frogs; Orioles and cuckoos make graceful crows carefree; Strong seedlings are green and mobile; The willows on the bank have sprinkled flocs like goose feathers all over the sky; The blue sky is like an open and quiet sea without a cloud. The air is moist and moist, and it feels particularly fresh when you breathe. In the sun, everything seems to be repainted with various colors, making everything look brand-new.
Summer-fiery
Autumn ripening
Qiu Guang is overlapping. It secretly took three roads during the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter. But fruit trees that bear fruit in autumn bring people the joy of harvest. There are fruits everywhere!
The campus in autumn is still brilliant and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; Flowers don't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but they are still fragrant and open, still attracting bees with fragrance; Butterflies are still dancing on campus, attracting students' attention with their beautiful figures.
Missing in winter
In winter, goose feather-like snow falls in succession. The snow on the ground is thick and soft; Snow falls on the house, white, loose and soft; The trees were covered with snow, which bent the branches. The sun shines brightly on the snow-capped mountains.
In early winter, she was like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving a magical veil and sending cold winds.
In winter, although there are no charming birds and flowers in spring, no spectacular lightning and thunder in summer, and no attractive rich fruits in autumn, there are also implicit beauty dedicated to nature.
dusk
This is a beautiful joke. In the clear moonlight of 2008/11/0409:16, the flute sounds like an elf hovering in the bamboo leaves. As if nothing had happened, it suddenly became far and near, and Jinghu suddenly felt his eyes bright, as if he were not alone on a midsummer night, not under a bamboo forest, but standing in the early summer day. He saw the white cherry blossoms falling instantly with the flute, filling his skirt. This cherry blossom once bloomed fiercely, and then it disappeared quietly. Against the backdrop of fallen cherry blossoms, all the troubles and persistence in the world seem to have turned into a breeze.
Good times in spring
Spring has come, and the wild flowers, grass and willows on both sides of the river are caressing the river, with yellow eyebrows and green eyes and soft eyes. When the morning mist disappears, the sun rises, and the sun shines on the river, revealing a large piece of red, much like the blush on the face of a beautiful girl. Gradually, the river was covered with a layer of golden light and the breeze blew. Suddenly, the golden light was torn into countless pieces and floated on the river ... Look at the dense fish, frolicking ducks and duckweeds floating on the shore, like small copper coins. All this makes the river full of spring and vitality.
The river in spring. Look! On the morning of March in spring, I came to the river again. The gurgling water is singing a cheerful song, running eastward, and the fish in the water are swimming freely, so happy! Several willows by the river are combing their long hair. Willow branches are slender and soft, like waterfalls, swaying in the breeze. Looking closely, the willow buds are swaying, as lovely as green stars covered with branches, and I seem to be one of them, swaying with the willow branches. "What an elegant weeping willow!" I can't help sighing. The willow seems to understand what I said, shaking its branches and saying, "Hi! Old friend, we meet again. "
Spring scenery Spring is a green world. A world full of fragrance. Birds sing, flowers are fragrant and trees are lush. This is the characteristic of spring. You carefully pull open a piece of hay, and you will see a small green bud as thin as a needle tip, tender, small and lovely! That's grass. Open a lawn casually and you will find that cute little guy stretching! Looking at the grass, a warm and gentle wind suddenly blew, warm and pleasant. It was she who blew away the traces of winter and put on new clothes for the earth. The breeze is blowing thousands of delicate willows. Look! The yellow willow reminds me of He's "Chanting Willow": Jasper is dressed as a tree, and a tapestry of green silk hangs down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors!
The path in spring meets the spring breeze, and we set foot on the country road. The grass that had been sleeping for a winter by the roadside stuck its head out of the ground tenaciously. Although there is only a little light green, it brings infinite vitality to the earth. Some unknown flowers, a cluster here and a cluster there, fell on the ridge of the field, which was beautiful. Hard-working bees are flying among the flowers, busy collecting nectar, and seem to have no intention of stopping. I can't help but express my heartfelt admiration. What a hardworking little guy!
In the spring in the countryside, we came to Wuli Town and entered the countryside. In the fields on the hillside, rape flowers are everywhere and the earth is full of vitality. Under the sunlight, rape flowers sparkle on the mountain. We came to the place where the plum blossom festival was held, and I saw that this place was full of plum blossom trees. A spring breeze blew, and Aunt Liu was dancing with a wand in her hand. The lush grass on the ground bends down as if dancing ballet; The bright flowers on the ground seem to be smiling at me. Hey, who is tickling me? I looked up, oh! So it's aunt willow.
The garden in spring is accompanied by the afterglow of the sunset. I wandered in the quiet garden, enjoying the new green of the garden leisurely. What attracts my attention most is the young tree that just spit out the bud. Look, that little ginkgo tree, with its round trunk dotted with small green buds, is such a beautiful work. Needless to say, it must be a masterpiece created by spring breeze like scissors. Beside the ginkgo tree, there are many small trees, which sprout one by one under the spring breeze. Some small trees grow leaves early. At this time, they are covered with green branches. It's really like someone painted them with a layer of wax, and they look unique in the setting sun.
Footprints of Spring I decided to look for footprints of spring. When I came to the small garden, the sky and the earth were shrouded in thick white fog, and the scenery in the distance was blurred, and everything was hidden in the fog. Although it is cool and humid spring, the breath of spring is very strong. In the garden, the grass broke through the ground and showed a happy smile. Green trees and red flowers are blooming, which is really a prosperous scene.
Spring girl is strong. She resists the cold wind in winter and brings us the warmth of spring. The spring breeze girl is gentle. She gently awakens young seedlings, blows dandelions, awakens flowers, awakens the earth, and makes people live in a colorful world. Spring breeze girl is young, her dancing, crisp voice and elegant hair make the world full of vitality and make people full of vitality; The girl in Spring Breeze was very happy. She brushed the lake and it rippled. She hid under the willow tree, which waved her arms. She walked through the forest, all the wild animals greeted her meekly, and the small animals began to work. Spring girls have become people's hearts, and people have begun to sow the seeds of hope. ...
Miss Chun puts on a green flower skirt and dances, which is very close to us! She flew over the grass, which wriggled out of the still yellow ground; Flying over the willows, the yellow willow buds danced a warm-up dance, and the yellow and tender wicker swayed gently, which made Grandpa Liu happy. Flying over the tree, Sister Shu also shook her arms and twisted; Flying over the garden, the flowers also flapped their beautiful petals and danced with the spring breeze. ...
In spring, the mountains in the distance are rolling, full of green. The grass on the nearby hillside also crept out of the ground quietly. They are tender, green and chubby, like children who have just woken up. Trees on the hillside quietly pull out new branches and sprout like grass. All kinds of fruit trees germinate and bloom, and they all gather together like a market. In this spring season, the ice in the river is slowly melting, the river is crystal clear, and several small fish are swimming freely in the water. Animals also ended their long and difficult hibernation and began to compete to do good for mankind. In the field, lively little frogs follow their mothers to learn how to catch pests and how to protect crops from harm. In spring, everything comes back to life. The fields are full of green rice ridges, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Spring in the park Dongpo Park is beautiful and full of spring. If you don't believe me, come to Dongpo Garden with me! There is a tall plane tree in the middle of the garden. In winter, all its leaves are gone, leaving only bare branches. In spring, green shoots grow on its branches. As the saying goes, without buttonwood, there would be no phoenix. It seems to hold its head high, waiting for the arrival of the Phoenix Fairy.
Spring in the south of the Yangtze River is no better than spring in the north. In spring here, birds and flowers are everywhere, birds and flowers are everywhere. Golden vegetables are in full bloom in the farmland. Apples on the roadside are blooming, snow blue and very rich; Plum blossoms are also in bloom, and small white flowers are attached to the branches and become bouquets; Peach blossoms are pink, like a little girl's little face ... A pair of orioles fly by in the distance and sing all the way. And the green grass has spread from our feet to the sky, dyeing the clouds in the sky green. We got off the boat and walked along a path to a temple at the foot of the mountain.
Spring in Kashgar is different. Its spring breeze is not like that in the south. The spring breeze in the south is gentle and moving. The spring breeze in Kashgar is strong, and sometimes it holds up the overwhelming yellow sand with overwhelming force. Pedestrians are like boats sailing against the wind, the branches are dancing wildly and despairing, and the dry branches make a "squeaking" sound. As soon as the smoke came out of the chimney, it was torn into countless fine dragons and disappeared instantly. At the end of spring, when thousands of trees compete for green, the unique Elaeagnus angustifolia flowers in Kashgar exude a strong fragrance, attracting swarms of bees to dance.
The color of spring The color of spring is really colorful: the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are green, and the winter jasmine is yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the confluence of all the colors.
Campus spring breeze gently blows into our campus, and the bright red flag at the top of the flagpole flutters slightly; On the grass, the grass has sprouted and is green; Next to the classroom, tall willows spread their leaves and sway their soft branches against the spring breeze; In the garden, pink peach blossoms are covered with branches, and snow-white pear blossoms are competing to open; Among the flowers, little bees with golden wings buzzed and were busy collecting honey. Colorful butterflies dance in pairs. In spring, our campus is really beautiful!
Look at the plants in spring: the rape blossoms in Huang Chengcheng are in full bloom. Under the spring breeze, layers of Jin Lang surge, emitting a refreshing fragrance. They raised their lovely smiling faces and looked up at the blue sky innocently. The unobtrusive Populus davidiana stands on the roadside, its body is light green, and its tip buds spit out, swaying gently in the humid breeze. Charming weeping willows, long hair fluttering, dancing, gently brushing people's shoulders. It jumps and jumps as if to show off its love for spring. Grass wakes up from a deep sleep, and they break out of the ground and spread their green leaves.
The news of the awakening of the earth has made the spring breeze spread throughout Yuan Ye with a strong sense of spring. In an instant, the soil has been coated with yellow-green dye; In a flash, the stream began to sing, as if singing for the arrival of Miss Chun and praising the beauty of nature. In a flash, flowers and birds also pervaded nature, and Miss Chun embroidered flowers for this land. Beautiful flowers also exude infinite temptation in the wind, allowing bees and butterflies to fly in them. The unmelted snow and ice in the distant mountains sparkle like white jade in the sun; A group of geese and birds lined up in the sky slowly flew north; Migratory birds resting here also sing loudly, adding to the excitement and beauty of this spring.
Spring morning In the spring morning, Father Sun woke up the earth from his dream with warm and gentle arms, and the golden light spread all over the campus. At this time, the birds are singing happily, and the surrounding trees are growing new branches and leaves. The warm spring breeze gently caressed my face and blew the new clothes of weeping willows.
I like spring and continuous spring rain. It is it that awakens the grass, moistens the willow, blooms the primrose and announces the arrival of our spring. The grass came out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow with waist, dancing with the wind; Primrose trumpets: "Spring is fine, tick-tock."
I like the cold but warm early spring breeze. It is it that gently awakens the earth, and the earth that has slept for a winter happily opens its sleepy eyes, and then sows the seeds of hope.
I like the chirping of birds and frogs in spring, and I also like all lovely and energetic creatures, especially the lovely swallows. I often search for wires, because they are like delicate notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp".
Others: On the winding lotus pond, the leaves in the field are waiting. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke.
Whenever it snows at the end of the year, there is always an expectation in my heart, hoping that the wonderful work made on this day will come to us as soon as possible. When it really snows, there will be an inexplicable impulse and pleasure in my heart. Watching the snow fall slowly, it seems that friends meet and feel the joy of sharing. Xue, I love you Bai, I love you Guang, and I love you even more. You-you fell to the ground like a blanket, like a brocade, like a chapter. You are weak and the wind is broken; You are strong and have many talents. You, beautiful and lovely. You decorate thousands of families, and you decorate them with neon.
Looking ahead, this snow has brought us a lot of joy. In the days after today, we can step on this white blanket again and listen to the creaking sound. Everything is covered with a cicada by Snow Girl, and we can sit anywhere and enjoy the performance of Snow Dance Troupe awakened by the movement. What a wonderful life! What a wonderful imagination! It's snowing We waited for you for a long time, and you finally came. Long time no see, Xue.
This is a cliche. Thirdly, snow will bring a good harvest. The second snow in 2004 lasted for a long time, with at least two or three centimeters of snow. Looking around, it is white. If you explore from the road, it is endless and endless as snow. People's feet crunched on the snow. Look at those children. They are having a good time. If they are not careful, snowballs will suddenly fall on their heads. Not to mention that. People say that snow is a patent in winter, so for children, snowball fights, snowball fights and snowmen are all children's patents. Watching snowflakes as big as goose feathers fall like petals, people can't help but think of the fruitful results achieved this year and the road paved by tears and sweat in the past.
How beautiful is snow? Someone can't help but ask. Snow is the most beautiful thing that nature has given to mankind. Look at the styling and lace, it's very dreamy. Even if you stick it on the ground, you should follow that sentence-it seems more beautiful without scenery. Although there is no fragrance of spring in winter, there is no rich fruit fragrance of autumn, and everything is bare. But it alone brewed another kind of beauty. This kind of beauty needs to be excavated by yourself. It looks dull but contains beauty, and it looks dull but overflows brilliantly. Look at the snow. Lovely rather than pathetic. It is as lovely as a shy girl, and as pitiful as a broken flower, which makes people unable to respect it. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, which may indicate a better harvest in the coming year!
Looking at the lush green trees in the distance, my heart suddenly stood on end. Ran Ran, the fiery red sun rising in the distance, seems to reflect the infinite vitality of our new generation, and perhaps we can better appreciate the warmth of our class. The sun shines into the classroom, and the students get together to enjoy the sun. Isn't it? The sun in one's heart may not warm the whole class, but what about 10 and 20? The sun rises in my heart, let's get together again. Look at strength ...
The strange peaks and rocks in Yandang Mountain are arched layer by layer, steep and steep, and endless, which is a masterpiece in this artistic bonsai. These peaks are magical and almost "alive". Entering Dalong Waterfall Scenic Area, standing on the bank of Jinxi River, looking deep into the valley, I saw a mountain peak standing in the deep valley, with the peaks slightly separated and the valleys slowly intersecting. From a distance, it looks like a giant "scissors", hence the name "scissors peak". Walking along the mountain road around this peak and around that peak can be said to be a change in rhythm. After watching Scissorhands, he took a hundred steps into the valley and stopped to see the summit. Scissors become lifelike "woodpeckers". From this, a hundred steps forward, looking up at the peak, is the graceful image of the ancient beauty Wang Zhaojun when she left the village. Say goodbye to "Zhaojun", take a step forward and turn to see the peak. The original "Zhaojun" has now become a beautiful "peacock". Walking slowly along the winding mountain road around Scissors Peak, you will see sails, Tianzhu, bears and other shapes constantly appearing on the peak from time to time. It is amazing that this peak has "lived" to such an extent. Scissors peak changes in the daytime, while Lingfeng not only changes in the daytime, but also changes in the night more poetically and imaginatively.
About five miles out of Jinhua city, and gradually into the mountains. There are rhododendrons and tung trees all over the mountain, one here and one there. The sand on the mountain is pink, which seems to have never been seen anywhere else. Pink mountains, all kinds of azaleas, plus new green, are all bright.
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.
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.
In another night or two, the autumn frost will cover the valley under the moon, and then retreat to the northern mountains for a short stay, so that the golden early autumn can gently soothe the earth. There is a faint smell of fennel in the sky. And the fragrance of Jin Ju. The fog billowed and was broken by the moonlight in September, revealing a blue sky.
Autumn, always the blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, the recovered grassland is a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.
I don't know how long it took, as if a tense struggle was finally revealed. The field breathed from its broad chest, and the slopes and dams were as clear as water. Trees and crops in the air began to sway in the breeze, and the leaves became calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; ..... Autumn is coming!
The sight of jumping into the window gave me a feeling of deja vu. Blue sky and white clouds, wild mountains, weeds washed yellow by autumn frost, just like a virgin in a golden gauze, naked and ivory, dancing in the bleak autumn wind, showing a charming appearance. Standing on the top of the mountain, Qiuyang, like a mighty god of war, shook off his bloody shirt, splashed on the grass, infiltrated into the stream below the mountain, sobbed and flowed outward with countless ripples, from ancient times to the present, from the distant past to the infinite future.
27, the family is a strong umbrella, sheltering you from the wind and rain; Affection is a thick cotton-padded coat to keep you warm; Emotion is a soft bed. When you are tired, you will forget. Affection is a dry towel. When you cry, you wipe away the tears in your heart. Love is a sweet iced tea. When you smile, it makes you sweet from your mouth to your heart …
30. My father is a thick book. I admired my father when I was a child, but I didn't understand the meaning. As time went on and some things happened, I gradually got to know my father. Like water, he is more imposing when encountering obstacles, and he is a stronger person when encountering setbacks.
32, smile, can resolve the contradictions between people, can stimulate the spark of progress, can embrace tomorrow's sun, smile to face life, can overcome all things that are unfavorable to you. Smiling people are so cute, so kind, so interesting and so strong. They convey people's feelings, because smiling is the most beautiful symbol in the world!
12. The road of life is long and colorful, just like sailing on the sea on the horizon, sometimes it is calm; But sometimes there are storms and it is difficult to drive. But as long as the lighthouse in our hearts is not extinguished, we can continue to sail along our own route. The road of life is long and colorful: I learn to laugh in the sun and be strong in the cloud; I cling to hope in the gale, and I cling to ideal in the rainstorm; When I stood at the midpoint and looked back, I walked out of a life path that belonged to me.
The sixth beautiful paragraph of a beautiful sentence
The towering trees are tall and straight, with lush foliage, which comes from the support of a triangle composed of roots and stems deeply rooted in the earth. So, when the root dies, the tree withers. Lingyun high-rise building is magnificent and impressive precisely because it comes from the silent support of a triangle composed of solid cornerstones. Therefore, foundations are dangerous.
Strong pillars support the bridge that will not fall for a hundred years, and tough rails support the roaring train. Because they all benefit from the support of the triangular structure.
The spirit of light is colorful, red, orange, red, green, blue and purple, which is the pride given to it by spring and the elegance given to it by March. The dew on the petals reflects the softness of the whole world. I shook it down and held it in my palm, dissolved it into a beautiful face in my fingers and condensed it into an immortal memory.
The wild rose is in bloom again, as beautiful and fragrant as it was then. The spot of wild rose under the fence is floating and full of sadness. Close your eyes and stare blankly. Deep in your memory, your smiling lips are sweeter than this flower.
The snow in the air falls gracefully one by one, blooming with that peerless beauty and gentleness. That's dandruff that God forgot to wash his hair. Honey, I forgot to wash my hair, too, but why did my hair fall everywhere? White roofs, white houses, white birds quietly flew over my years, stood in the snow and picked up a snowflake, watching it turn into transparent water drops little by little, reflecting a tragic white, and the whole world was like a luxurious worship.