A joke describing a beautiful scenery

1, the natural world at the moment is so beautiful: there are bright sunshine everywhere, dazzling colors everywhere, flying sweet birds and insects everywhere, and intoxicating fragrance everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.

2. Looking up, under the blue sky, the sun shines brightly in the background, outlining the framework of the cliffs and rocks in the mountains, and writing all the reverence and admiration on the heights.

After bathing in the spring rain, nothing is more charming than the green hills. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.

The scorching sun is high in the sky of the world. The red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame of boiling oil. Transpiration, suffocation, coolness and strangeness almost make people's underlying cells and fibers burst because of trembling.

5, near, near, I heard the footsteps of spring, all this reported the arrival of spring, my whole heart floated out, floating on the bright flowers, floating on the oily green grass.

6. Spring comes so fast, quietly and unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, the wild flowers and rape flowers are blooming everywhere, and everything is bathed in the dawn of spring morning, swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light song and dance, which is very lovely.

7. On the vast sea, the wind rolls dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

8. In the field, beautiful women are dancing there! In spring, the seedlings in the field are green. Green is shining in our eyes, as if there is a green spirit dancing on every leaf. It's autumn in a blink of an eye, the fields are golden, a breeze blows, terraces are turned over, and heavy ears of rice are swaying, as if yellow elves are dancing.

10, it's autumn. Although I haven't felt so cool in Fuzhou, I still can't help but miss the autumn in my hometown. Is the buttonwood tree in front of my window covered with a golden coat? Put some pictures of autumn scenery and some ancient poems about autumn, and you can express your thoughts.

1 1. Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

12, autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

13, Qiu Guang overlaps a lot, and the Mid-Autumn Festival steals three routes. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter, but fruit trees with fruits in autumn bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere!

14, I like it, I like snowy winter, because I can have a snowball fight happily in winter. I like it. I like winter with goose feathers and heavy snow. Because the snow in winter is so enjoyable. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the scenery in the north is so attractive to tourists. People are sledding in the snow, and happy laughter resounds through the sky.

15. There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even adventurous hunters just go to their feet to chase the goats, wild boar and birds that run down the mountain, and never climb up.

16, the spring rain continued, sprinkled on the buttonwood tree in the yard, and sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician and quietly swallowed mulberry leaves like a silkworm baby.

17, the sun has risen, and the fog seems to keep rolling. I vaguely see the heads on the playground: one, two, three ... The playground is getting more and more lively. Look, here comes an old teacher. Several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher smiled and nodded. ...

19, seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned, they flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.

Twenty, oh! Spring rain, it turned out that you came to the earth with the spring girl, which filled the earth with vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hands touch people's heartstrings and draw people's beautiful hopes.