Excerpts from sentences describing beautiful scenery

1, the spring breeze is warm, the bright spring shines on the earth, and everything is full of vitality, which constitutes a beautiful landscape.

2. Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, burning persimmons or green vegetable fields.

3. In the moonlight, the Weihe River is wrapped in silver, and the bright moonlight falls on the Weihe River. The reflection of light is no longer obvious. The Weihe River, which is not very clear on weekdays, looks clear and soothing in the moonlight. The moon leaned against the water and trembled slightly, as if dressing itself up. The moon reflected on the lake seems cuter than the moon in the sky.

It was a cold winter morning, and the glass window was covered with thick ice flowers. The freshly poured face wash water is as hard as a stone in the blink of an eye. Outside the house, on the trees and on the ground, it was covered with snow, and the biting north wind kept blowing and made a sharp cry. Ah, it was really a dripping winter morning.

In the middle of winter, the north wind is cold, the silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, the cold current is rolling, and a heavy snow is brewing.

6. It's really strange to stand here. The mountains have completely changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-levels. They become very messy, majestic and strange. Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time.

7. In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the endless land was bare.

8. In a blink of an eye, trees become colorful, houses become resplendent, streams become colorful ... the whole of Old Town of Lijiang has changed.

9. When the sun sets. When the silver-gray twilight covers the grassland, you will see countless fire spots, which are herders burning copper pots to prepare dinner.

10. What would you say if you wanted to describe a season you like with a color? Spring, full of green; Summer is full of flowers, so it is red; In winter, it is wrapped in silver; What about autumn-naturally it is the monotonous gold. But I love this monotonous gold. Probably because I was born in winter. Winter is silver and autumn is gold, so autumn and winter are good friends. Naturally, I also regard Qiu as my good friend.

1 1 I like Xia Feng's gentle words, lingering feelings of summer rain and lingering wanderers of Xia Yun. I prefer cicadas in the tree-lined jungle in summer, frogs in the elegant pond and fireflies dancing in the deep night sky. Spring is too luxurious, autumn is too bleak, winter is too lonely, and only summer is colorful. Looking up, the sky looks like blue seawater upside down and blue satin woven from Jiangnan silk; Looking down, the splendid rivers and mountains are lush everywhere, with flowers in full bloom and trees full of green trees and red flowers swaying. You can sing in Xia Feng between green mountains and green waters, bathe in the summer rain and linger in the summer night.

12. In the garden, many flowers have withered, but only * * is still in full bloom. They are colorful, with purple, yellow, white and green nodding frequently in the autumn wind.

13. Winter is a beautiful season. Beautiful blood-like azaleas, bright red camellias, plum blossoms and precious peony flowers are not afraid of cold and heavy snow. These beautiful flowers are fascinating and drive away the cold.

14 A canyon named "Dragon" opened in turn under our feet and walked in the canyon, as if looking for the answer to a natural riddle full of myths and mysteries.

15. On the roadside, snow covered the sidewalk with a white quilt, which left a series of footprints. Snow coats the trees with white, which makes them more powerful.

16, in the evening, the beautiful sunset appeared in the west, red, blue, yellow and purple, which made Taihu Lake particularly beautiful. When the sailboat approached the dock, Taihu Lake recovered its former calm.

17, the wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, the scattered villages are unsinkable boats, the winding rivers crisscross, the willow branches along the river spit out buds, and the reeds are green as soon as they come out.

18. Looking out of my window, rows of trees struggled through the winter like soldiers and grew leaves again. Green leaves are like a perfect military uniform, which gives warmth to these soldiers who have survived the long winter. The birds are fed up with sulking in their nests. They breathe fresh air outdoors, and the spring breeze brings them coolness. The birds are singing beautiful songs and are very proud. Every corner is changing, becoming a different home than winter, autumn and summer.

19, unconsciously we came to the river outside the city. Standing by the river, lotus leaves are swaying gently with the breeze. Some xiao-he has just emerged, some lotus buds are waiting to be released, and some have blossomed gracefully. Everything else withered, and lovely lotus flowers appeared.

20. In winter, it is so quiet. Cold makes the rivers that love to jump and cry lose the sound of running water, calms the rushing rivers, calms the endless sea and gives them a rest.

2 1, looking up, under the blue sky, the sun shines brilliantly in the background, outlining the framework of the cliffs and rocks in the mountains, and writing all people's reverence and admiration on the heights.

22. Spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream. "Ding Dong, Ding Dong", it is like a magical singer of nature, singing crisp and sweet songs and rushing forward.

23. In the beautiful garden, there are various kinds of * *, which are fragrant and charming. They are red, white, yellow, pink, red like fire, white like snow, pink like chardonnay, beautiful!

24. Early in the morning, there are "chattering" children in the street. The children hold red hands like purple buds and ginger, and seven or eight make a snowman together. Although the snowman is only a lot up and down, it is very white and bright. The children made his eyes out of coal balls, cut them out of paper into the shape of his mouth, painted them deep red and stuck them on the snowman's face. In this way, the snowman is ready. The children clapped their hands, nodded, laughed at him and cheered for him. They seem to forget the cold and their hearts are full of hope.

25. The maple leaves on the tree turned bright red. A breeze blew, and the maple leaves played with the wind, and I don't know where they flew. Some leaves flew to the ground like a red butterfly and hid in the mother tree's arms. The sun in the sky seems tired, and the light is not as dazzling as in summer, but it is still a little soft.