Aesthetic reproduction of scenery

Beautiful copy (selected 56 sentences) 1. Autumn is the season when crops are ripe, and it is also the favorite season of farmers' uncles. Sorghum blushed, corn grinned, Huang Chengcheng's corn kernels were like golden beans, Xiaomi smiled and bowed to us, and soybeans were blown from ear to ear. There is not a village and a paddy field 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 only go to their feet to chase goats, wild boars and birds running down the mountain, and never reach its summit. In spring, there is no heat in summer, no coldness in autumn and no cold in winter. But a season full of vigor and vitality. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life. When spring comes back, it means that everything has to start all over again and all life has to start all over again. There was not a cloud or wind in the air, and all the trees stood there listlessly in the hot sun overhead. I looked at the street lamps with disordered lights on the roadside, red, yellow, blue and green lights, and felt extremely warm. Look at the twinkling stars in the sky again, just like the crowds who come to watch the excitement. Sister Moon also crowded into the stars and looked at people happily. Cars on the ground. Motorcycles are running happily on the road, people on the roadside are walking happily, and small trees are swinging and dancing for this beautiful night. 6. I don't know when it began to rain, gently and inaudible, like a wet smoke, gently moistening the earth. After the spring rain, the sun came out and it was sunny. The whole world is fresh as if it had just been washed, and the air is fresh. Take a breath, My Sweetie is like drinking honey. 7. The evening breeze in early summer, with the fragrance of jujube flowers and Chinese rose flowers, floated into this simple and comfortable living room. 8. The calm river wakes up from the simplicity of winter and is covered with the color of nature. 9. Autumn is in the field. The fields are golden yellow. In the rice fields of Huang Chengcheng, from a distance, the whole field looks like a golden carpet. 10. The afterglow of the sunset penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the center of the river, forming a glittering golden spot. 1 1. In summer, the water surface of the West Lake is crowded with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The most striking thing is the lotus as white as jade, quiet and pure, really? Mud comes out without staining. ? Lotus leaves hold agate-like dew crystal, guarding graceful lotus flowers and beautiful flower bones, which is simply a beautiful landscape painting, not comparable to the picture scroll of a great painter. 12. The scenery around Beijing is rugged in the north. There is also the beauty of the south, which is a good place for gardening. Build a temple, a pavilion halfway up the mountain and a waterside pavilion in the lake. At this time, we seldom pay attention to symmetry, but we are considerate when considering color contrast: the pavilion on the mountain should be painted red and gold, the pavilion by the water should be darker, and the temple should have red walls and green tiles to look solemn. 13. All I can see is a horizontal line, where the sky and the sea meet and where clouds and waves meet. At this time, there are no complicated quarrels and noises on the beach. Everyone looked at the sea with deep affection, and even two little boys who were fighting over trifles shed tears in the face of the sea. 14. It keeps raining in Mao Mao, as if a naughty cloud doll is bothering God, making him unhappy all the time, making him cry, making him sob and cry. The light rain is silent from time to time, dripping from time to time and wet. This is a gift from winter to spring. In early spring, it washed out a clean world. 15. A green mountain peak; A clear stream, crystal clear; Past antique pavilions, small and exquisite; Past resplendent towers, towering into the sky. I really want to take pictures with my camera. 16. When the sun just appeared, I walked along the river to the village. The faint and clear fog, the moist and moist smell of earth kept patting my face and getting into my nose. 17. 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, the terraces are turned over, and the heavy ears of rice are swaying, as if the yellow elves are dancing. 18. As the sun sets, the sunset glow paints the prairie with layers of red rouge, and the excitement of the prairie stops. 19. A quiet summer night and a clear moon always give me a sense of peace. The bright moonlight pours like soft water and clear light, which means peace and harmony. Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant. 20. I like the spring rain, not only the spring rain, but also the rainless world that you supported me in this rainy season. 2 1. As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it scatters all the light to the world. Look, the fields are golden, the fields are golden, and the mountains are golden. 22. After the autumn rain, all the fruits in the orchard wore pearl necklaces. Shake the branches by hand and the pearl necklace will fall off. Fell on the stone and made a ticking sound. 23. In my memory, there are countless beautiful scenery. Forget that? Mud without dye, clear without demon? Dear lotus, not to mention the simple and elegant, beautiful bridges and flowing water, nor the verdant and evergreen pines and cypresses. The unique rural scenery alone attracted me deeply. The idyllic countryside with fragrant melons and fruits is fascinating, the crystal clear and sparkling Tianjiatang is wonderful, and the picturesque, poetic and quaint farmhouse has a unique flavor! 24. The spring morning is warm, the summer morning is warm, and the autumn morning is quiet. What about winter? 25. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze and the occasional dog barking, the deserted street was silent. 26. Sitting by the sea, the waves beat on my chest and back, just like my mother's hand stroking me. At this time, I think the sea is completely different from the sea in novels and movies. It is not fierce, nor terrible. I lay on the beach, just like lying in a cradle, lying in my mother's arms. 27. In the summer night, when there are many mosquitoes, I shake my cattail leaf fan, sit under the locust tree and look at the small blue sky through the dense leaves. 28. The willows in the street seem to be ill. The leaves hung with dust and rolled on the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned. 29. Looking up at the rooftop, there are clouds on the peak, and the mountain road twists and turns, like a ribbon falling from the clouds. Tourists are like little white dots scattered on the ribbon, moving up slowly. 30. Many camphor trees are planted in this city. I felt very monotonous at first, but now, I have begun to like this layout. When the sun swept across every square meter of land unscrupulously, I looked at the shadow of the thick green camphor tree, and then the world suddenly opened up. Only in recent years have other trees been slowly planted in the city. Without emotion, the scenery becomes complicated. 3 1. The color of Cangshan Mountain is the green ridge head that has just been soaked, and several fresh trees. I don't know if it is because I have just been baptized by the spring rain. Under the clear sky at the moment, even the leaves are fresh and tender. 32. I ran to the hillside and came to the cuckoo garden. The beautiful scenery caught my eye again, and I seemed to sink into the beautiful sea of flowers. Some azaleas are as white as snow and pink as chardonnay, and some petals are all spread out, revealing charm and brilliance? Smiling face? . Some just spread a few petals, shy and delicate, and some are flower bones, which look like they are about to burst. 33. Hangzhou West Lake is natural, while Suzhou gardens are expensive. In a small world, according to local conditions, we should plant flowers and trees along the mound, build pavilions, and produce diverse and beautiful pictures to achieve it? Not out of the city * * * won the forest? This is the uniqueness of Suzhou gardens. 34. You can see the bright orange glass roof under the tree, and the misty fog rises from the canyon. Quiet lilac flowers, flowers have not yet opened, immersed in the moonlight. All the flowers are wet with dew and can be neatly separated from each other. Light and shadows are mixed together, just like those on Australian trails, as if they are not made up of trees and roads, but transparent houses hanging in the air. 35. Autumn is really a beautiful picture. The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high. 36. The brilliant and beautiful shadow of the sunset falls on the river wrinkled by the evening breeze, scattering a large bright rose-red fine scale. 37. Looking at Tianshan Mountain from a distance, the top of the mountain is covered with thousands of years of snow, lying there peacefully, like an old man in white who has experienced vicissitudes. 38. The lake is covered with a mist like blue smoke. Looking at the Weishan from a distance, you can only vaguely distinguish the gray mountain shadow. 39. The bitter and hot air seems to have stagnated; Hot face waited sadly for the wind, but it didn't come. The sun is shining in the dark blue sky; The shore opposite us is the Yan wheat field in Huang Chengcheng. In some places, absinthe grows, but there is not even an ear of wheat. 40. Branches on the roadside cut the sunset and scattered light fragments on the gold-stained ground. 4 1. I rolled up my trouser legs barefoot, held the cat around my waist, and looked for the footprints of shells at the seaside, but I didn't see the shadow of shells for a long time. I think it's better to have a wave and bring all the treasures in the sea for me to choose. Unexpectedly, the sea actually saw through my mind and waved with a jerk. I looked carefully for fear of revealing a shell, but I didn't. 42. Half of the face of the sunset has sunk into the horizon, and the evening breeze has drifted in. 43. Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the fertile fields below, I can't help feeling that winter is white, winter is beautiful, and winter is angels in white sent by God. Standing on the hillside, looking up at the sky, snowflakes are hexagonal and float to the earth; Float to the fields; Floating to my village; Floating on me, suddenly, I became a snowman. Snowflakes are falling on the earth, and the earth is conceiving pictures of spring. Grass will sprout, flowers will bloom, and the earth is full of green vitality! 44. In the evening, large snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow. 45. Unconsciously, it is the third spring. Peanut trees and birds fly in the forest. Spring is pleasant to talk about, flowers bloom in the south mountain and flowers bloom in the north mountain, poplar branches blow for thousands of rows, and couples orioles are called the breeze. I saw rhododendrons flying around in groups in the depths of hundreds of flowers, competing for beauty and decorating the spring scenery well. It's a good year and a good scenery. 46. In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat. There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful. 48. I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really beating gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun. 49. While Miss Chun was still walking by the river in her hometown and enjoying the beautiful scenery, Xia's brother jumped into the river to drink water. Miss Chun was furious, lifted her skirt and drifted away. 50. The stream is thickest when it is foggy in the morning. I can't see anything, so I'm happy. When I walked on, I didn't know they would suddenly surround me. The sun rises slowly, and through the Woods, the grass by the stream looks tender and oily. I sat reading under the window of the wooden house, and let all this accompany me to imagine. 5 1. This is a particularly sunny day, and the air is filled with the purity of ice and snow. The snow piled up in the ravine is rustling and the breeze is blowing. I want to scatter thousands of silver powder on the straight road. The sun shone from the top of the mountain. In an instant, on this flat road, dazzling light is scattered, as if it were covered with silver. 52. Nature is very big. As long as you observe and feel with your heart, everything around you is natural and nature will never be discovered. As long as you keep a heart of sincere exploration, you will naturally be everywhere. 53. On the mountain, the trees were awakened by the spring breeze, opened their eyes, opened their delicate arms and twisted their waists. 54. The water of Qinhuai River is blue and turbid; Does it look thick but not greasy, or is it condensed from the gold powder of the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the ship, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so quiet and euphemistic. On the one hand, we dreamed of the endless sky, on the other hand, we were fascinated by paper and money. When the lights were shining, the gloom became heavy. The hazy water is like a dream, and the occasional flashing light is the eyes of the dream. 55. Spring is full of vitality, and all kinds of plants are awakened by spring. Trees are covered with green buds, grass stretches out from the soil, swallows fly back from the south, enjoying the charming scenery of spring along the way. In the warm sunshine, we fly kites freely, really? In February, the warblers fly on the grass, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke? Ah! 56. Sunset, Woods, a yellow flower, alone. In this early winter dusk. Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that people are sad and ecstatic.