Sentences describing the beautiful scenery on the earth

Walking along the mountain path, the fragrance of the soil floated into my forehead, and the gurgling landscape sang happily. Looking at the breeze from the top of the mountain, the mountain is full of vitality and full of green is refreshing. There are clusters of wild flowers on the narrow path, showing off their moving posture to people.

The closer you get to Guilin, the steeper the mountain, the more beautiful the stone, or the lonely peak is Tingting, or the peaks sit side by side, and the forest is boundless. "There is water on the mountain, and water is charming on the mountain". The clear Lijiang River twists and turns in the valley of Qian Shan, just like a long green ribbon, surrounded by mountains, which is beautiful. The world has praised: "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world, Yangshuo's landscape is the best in the world, the mountains are upside down, the mountains are floating, there is no water and no ecstasy."

Taohuajiang and Lijiang River embrace the ancient city with clear water like the sea, and are connected by small green hills like jade pins, laying out a long ink scroll of "water around green hills and water around mountains, mountains floating green water, mountains floating water".

The sparkling waves reflect the verdant ancient banyan willow, and the faint smoke and fog make it more dreamy and blurred. The reflection of the tower is exquisite, the bridge is serene, the canoe swings on the moon, the string songs blow in spring, and the two rivers and four lakes under the night are particularly charming.

The mountains are opposite, the bamboo forests are dense, the waterfalls and springs are flowing, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It seems like a lifetime ago to be in this place with hundreds of waterfalls and cliffs, many strange peaks and continuous bamboo forests.

Look, there is a magnificent waterfall between these two tree-lined mountains. The rushing water runs down, like ten thousand wild horses whistling through the clouds, and like a fairy in myth covered with silver gauze, shining in the sunset.

There are many peaks here and the lake is quiet. It's really beautiful and the scenery is pleasant.

Guilin mountains, flat peaks, pull up steep, green mountains, like jasper.

It is raining at this time, and the water and sky are the same. When the ship arrived in Santan, Yin Yue, we abandoned the ship and went ashore. It was our red, thin and lush spring season, and we walked through the tortuous stone bridge. The three beaches are in the center of the lake. Looking up from here, the north and south peaks have been wrapped in clouds and can't be seen clearly. Liulang and Huagang are hidden in the thick green, occasionally revealing the cornices like shadows. There is a little golden light at the foot of Nanping Mountain, which is the glazed tile of Jinghuo Temple. All these are covered by a rain net in Mao Mao. The rain is dense, so the scenery changes quickly, and there is an ethereal artistic conception that can't be captured.