Sentences describing the beautiful scenery outside the window

Sentences describing the scenery outside the window:

Early in the morning, I got up lazily, opened my sleepy eyes and saw a leaf floating on the windowsill in the distance. The morning dew on the leaves, the water is bright and crystal clear, and there are bursts of birds singing outside the window.

The window of my house is a beautiful painting, and you can see the endless and rolling peaks during the day. At night, the stars outside the window set off the sickle-like yellow moon. In summer, there are many lively and lovely children playing in the stream. They rolled up trouser legs and sleeves and caught slate fish, shrimp and crabs in the stream. Watching, I walked into this "window painting" and became a part of it.

At night, you may be sitting in the classroom, and it is dark outside the window! The overhead light is on! Looking out of the window, I saw cars coming and going outside the window. The playground is also very dark, only the stars. The moon shines all its glory on the earth, and the grass on the ground stretches out its slender hands as if to express its gratitude!

Moonlight, like fog, falls gracefully and dimly floats in through the carved window branches. It is like the lightest and most beautiful fallen leaves in autumn, with no trace and such a cold radian.

In the early morning, some unknown birds stood on the swaying reed pole outside the window, holding their heads high and shaking their wings, competing to show off their moving voices, and their sweet songs were like running water. ...

On a cloudy day, stand tall and touch the dust at your fingertips! A high sky is a complete sky! What's in the classroom window is just a fragment! Straighten your arm! Fingertips write down the mood on that haze, and you can feel that every stroke is integrated into that gray background!

The night is getting deeper, and everything outside the window is the same as before. Unfortunately, the people in the window are haggard and old, counting the years that have passed. The rustling leaves outside the window are comforting my lost soul. I need to know how to spend this night when the cold night is still long and lonely as a knife.

Your windows are in full bloom and my house is shaded by trees. Later, the trees outside the house gradually withered, but the flowers outside the window were still open; Finally, the forest disappeared and the flowers began to fade.