Jokes describing scenery

The soft wicker hangs upside down on the lake. The breeze blows gently, and the green wicker trembles like wheat waves, just like a girl stroking her hair, and waves ripple on the lake. There were ripples in circles, and the ripples were like sunken fish at the bottom of the lake

Not long after the sun set, the western sky was still burning with an orange-red sunset glow. The sea was also dyed red by the glow, and it was even more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, every time a row of waves rises, the glow reflected on the wave peaks is red and bright, just like pieces of burning flames, flickering and disappearing. And the row at the back was flashing, rolling, and rushing over.

The glow in the sky gradually faded, the deep red color turned into crimson, and the crimson color turned into light red. Finally, when all the red light disappeared, the sky, which suddenly seemed higher and farther away, took on a solemn look. The first morning star to appear flickered on the dark blue sky. It is so big and so bright, it is the only one in the vast sky that emits eye-catching brilliance, just like a beacon hanging high in the sky.

The night is getting darker, and there are more and more "bright lights" in the sky. And the real lights all over the city also lit up one after another, especially the lights on the hillsides around the harbor, which were reflected from mid-air on the dark blue sea, swaying and flashing with the waves, like a string of lights. The flowing pearls and the stars densely scattered in the sky reflect each other, which is really beautiful.

1. Dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, before the water vapor evaporated by the sun on the mountains and fields has dissipated. The sun set into the Western Mountain. As a result, the misty wind in the valley brought a strong coolness, driving the white mist to wander down the mountain; and the shadow of the mountain peak pressed down on the village faster, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending into the night. But soon, it turned silver-grey again by the moonlight.

2. The water of the Qinhuai River is green and cloudy; it looks thick but not greasy, or is it condensed with gold powder from the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the boat, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so peaceful and gentle. It made us think about the vast sea and sky, and on the other hand, we were looking forward to a state of drunkenness and wealth. When the lights are on, the gloom turns into darkness; the dim water light is like a dream, and the occasional flash of light is the eyes of the dream.

3. The distant mountains, nearby trees, jungles, and mounds are all hazy, as if covered with a veil. The night is not uniformly black. The mountains, woods and hills each have different colors; there are jet black, thick black, light black, light black, and black and gray like silver, which is very similar to the appropriate shades of Chinese Danqing paintings. None of this is static, they all seem to be floating mysteriously, swimming with the pedestrians and moving closer to them.

4. Under the bodhi tree, it is cool and quiet; when flies and bees fly to the shade, their whine seems to become extraordinarily gentle; the oil-green grass is not mixed with a little golden, fresh and fresh. It is clean and lovely, spread flat at first glance, without any fluctuations; the slender flower stems stand still and do not tremble, as if they have fallen into a dream; the low branches of the Bodhi tree have countless small bunches of yellow flowers hanging on them, and they are also still, as if they have died. . With every breath, the fragrance refreshes the heart, and the heart happily inhales the fragrance. Far away, beyond the river, to the horizon, everything was brilliant; now and then a passing breeze ruffled the plains, intensifying the light; and a glorious mist hung over the fields. The sound of birds was silent. Birds never sing in the scorching heat of noon. However, the weaver's chirping could be heard everywhere. Listening to this warm sound of life makes people sitting quietly under the quiet shade feel very happy; it makes people feel sleepy, and at the same time, it seduce deep fantasy dreams.

5. At a glance, the sparse forest, the pale moon, and the blue sky look like a scene of crossing the wild river; over there, it is dense and gloomy, and it seems to be hidden. It is surrounded by boundless darkness; it is almost unbelievable that it is the prosperous Qinhuai River. But the dizzying lights in the river, the criss-crossed painted fields, the melodious rhyme of the flute, and the squeaking sound of the harp finally made us get to know the Qinhuai River, which is green as green as old wine.

The dark sky was dotted with stars, among which there were piles of unknown names, held together to form a large circle, which looked similar to the bright jewels embedded in the necklace. I really couldn't sleep at this moment, so I put on my clothes and got out of bed and went to the window and stared blankly at the sky. The chaotic starlight, the silent night scene, and if there is a crescent moon like an eyebrow, wouldn't it be the same as the scene when we visited Central Park last year? Agree0| Comment