Complete works of beautiful sentences about pear blossoms in spring

In my memory, the first sentence I heard describing pear blossoms was: Like a strong wind in spring, it blew at night and open

Complete works of beautiful sentences about pear blossoms in spring

In my memory, the first sentence I heard describing pear blossoms was: Like a strong wind in spring, it blew at night and opened the petals of 10,000 pear trees. The following is what I carefully arranged for you, for reference only, I hope you like it!

1. Snow-white pear blossoms are covered with branches, and the breeze is blowing, just like a jade girl dancing in white.

Pears are crawling all over the branches one by one, as if they are scrambling to spread out gorgeous flowers for me to enjoy.

There is a faint pear fragrance in the air, which makes people feel drunk.

4. The white pears are particularly beautiful against the green leaves. The delicate petals are white and elegant.

5. Climbing high and overlooking, outside the village, on the mountain and under the mountain, the dense pear blossoms melted into a white sea of flowers, and even the mountains and fields were captured.

6. Pear blossoms in the distance float around like hazy clouds, blending with the blue sky, just like lotus flowers floating between green ripples, delicate and beautiful.

7. The branches are covered with snow-white pears, and each flower consists of five petals with a red stamen in the center; Nod and smile at us in the spring breeze!

8. The orchard is full of pear trees. At this time, it is the time when pear blossoms are in full bloom. Looking from a distance, clusters of snow-white pear flowers are like clouds.

9. Pears are as white as snow, floating like snow, and everywhere. Even an unimaginative person can't help associating her with snow.

10. Pears are clustered, layer by layer, and they are overwhelming like clouds. In warm spring, they are as white as snow, radiant and sparkling.

1 1. A breeze blew, and pear flower danced a unique dance step, like an elegant dancer. They danced day and night in the hot sun and under the shade of trees.

12. If you look at them one by one, pear trees pop up one after another underground like fountains, and flowers are like silvery white waves and bright necklaces.

13. The bright moon sprinkled Yin Hui on four old trees and the whole yard. The breeze blew, and the snow-covered pear trees swayed gently, like stars twinkling.

14. A breeze blew, and the pear blossoms trembled and swayed on the branches. The falling water droplets splashed on the face, slid to the mouth playfully, and licked them with the tongue, which was sweet and cold.

15. Snow-white pear blossoms decorate the whole tree, and several pear blossoms are clustered like countless small snowballs and covered with branches. Small petals look very fresh against the green leaves!

16. I like pear blossoms in the fine spring rain best, which bloom sadly in the rain, like a beautiful woman crying, dribs and drabs, with a quiet and beautiful beauty. It's a pity that this posture is open.

17. Look at that petite pear flower. The petals are white and flawless, just like the waves flapping on the golden beach, and the butterfly edge on the little girl's skirt is so pleasing.

18. Pear blossoms are like snow all over the sky, with flowers in clusters and flowers as deep as the sea. As white as snow. Being in it, the sea of flowers rises and falls, and the sea of flowers embraces each other, feeling relaxed and carefree.

19. Look at that petite pear flower. The petals are white and flawless, just like the waves on the golden beach, and the butterfly edge on Little Pump's skirt makes people fondle it.

20. What a beautiful Chun Xue, pear trees after pear trees, bathed in warm sunshine, with lovely flowers. At that moment, I was completely attracted by this pear flower temperament. Walk into the ocean of flowers.

2 1. I love pears, white as diamonds, and jade bone ice muscles, pure and elegant. I want to be as white as pear flower, and be a holy and aboveboard person, with beautiful appearance and more beautiful heart!

22. Looking at the pear blossoms in the distance, the trees are dense and the flowers are thick, as if looking at a rich and colorful oil painting, which is rich and warm. Looking at the pear blossoms nearby, the trees are sparse and the flowers are sparse, just like looking at a landscape painting with a light pen and light ink, which is greasy and elegant.

23. Look at the pear quietly. Look at this tree. It's beautiful. Look at that tree. It is even more beautiful. Like a game, flowers are better than snow, smiling freely in the sun and emitting sweet fragrance freely.

24. This pear flower is clustered and rolled into a ball. Clusters, layer by layer, cover the sky like clouds. In the warm spring, it is as beautiful, flawless, full of brilliance and sparkling as a flower. I hate leaving!

25. After gaining momentum in the cold winter and nourishing in the spring, every pear tree looks so full of vitality. Pieces of white pear, clusters, clusters, like snow covered with branches, very beautiful!

26. There is also a pear tree, the branches of which reach into the sky like swords, and the branches are embroidered with sparse flowers, as if someone occupied its space. It shows all its vitality to the sky with great injustice.

27. Standing on the flower viewing platform and looking down at the pear flowers in the garden, the world is full of flowers, and I seem to be submerged in this white ocean. At this time, there was only surprise and shock, and there was no language.

28. Getting closer and closer, just like someone who has been hooked, there is only one eye. Small pear flowers are so pure. There is no denying that I fell in love with the whiteness of that tree.

29. I love pears, white as diamonds, and jade bone ice muscles, pure and elegant. I want to be as white as pear flower, and be a holy and aboveboard person, with beautiful appearance and more beautiful heart!

30. A seven-petal pear flower is not strong in fragrance, but when a large number of pear flowers are clustered together, the fragrance is so charming. I want to sing a large pear blossom and write the most beautiful chapter in the simplest white.

3 1. A thousand-year-old pear tree has a trunk that three or four people can't hold and few branches, just like an adult's thick beard. Some branches are very dry and easily broken, but many branches are also full of white flowers.

32. There are so many pears, one posture at a time. Some hold their heads back, as if embracing the beautiful spring with open arms; Some bow their heads like a shy little girl; Others are half open and half closed, as if they are showing off their beauty with their orchid fingers up.

33. When I walked into the pear forest, I saw clusters of pears on the branches, and my eyes were full of snow-white pears. Some are completely open, with white petals around the purple stamens. Some have just sprouted, and the green calyx holds the buds of the silver star.

34. In less than ten days, the small green bone flower the size of a rice grain turned into a small flower, pale white, with several yellow stamens in the middle, and the bottom of the flower was lined with two green leaves, which was a complete pear flower.

35. Snow-white pear, so pure and gorgeous, its small tender leaf buds sway slightly in the spring breeze, clusters of flowers bloom in the middle of the leaf buds, and the light yellow sets off the snowflakes, which is very harmonious and particularly eye-catching.

36. Climb up the stairs along the path paved with bluestone, quietly look at the pear flower, look at this tree, it's beautiful, look at that tree, it's even more beautiful. Like a game, flowers are better than snow, smiling freely in the sun and emitting sweet fragrance freely.

37. Seen from a distance, pear trees are like fountains emerging from the ground. Snow-white pear flowers, like a steady stream of waves, dance under the sunshine and spring breeze, as white as snow and shining with silver light.

38. Pears with blooming branches are swaying in the spring breeze. Although they are not as gorgeous as roses with peach blossoms, as luxurious and rich as peony, and as mysterious as tulips, they are beautiful and exquisite. Beauty is not charming, Qian is not vulgar, white as jade, refreshing and desirable.

39. Those who want to hold the piano must understand the heartstrings of pear flowers. "Tears rolled down her sad white face, like spring rain on pear flowers. Qin must be the guqin, the guqin that I met, the guqin that plays the "mountain stream", and what kind of affection it was when I was in pear flower falls.

40. I bent down, picked up a pear flower at my feet, gently held it in my palm, and looked at her quietly through the warm sun of direct sunlight. I vaguely feel a little sour in my nose. Then, my eyes blurred. In tears, superimposed in front of my eyes is my mother's kind and kind face.

4 1. My pear blossoms, you bloom like this every spring. In the wind, you are a string of white jade-like wind chimes, like flowing mountain springs, heading for the distance; In the rain, you are like an open jade umbrella, which opens up the unreachable beauty in the world.

42. In the morning, the white jade is flawless, the earth wakes up from a deep sleep, and pear blossoms are full of vitality. Pear flower is not so enchanting and beautiful as rose, nor so refined as chrysanthemum, but it is my favorite flower, and its snow-white petals become crystal clear under the cleaning of dew.

43. Looking down one by one, pear blossoms are as many as clear springs pouring out of the ground, and flowers are like snow-white waves. If standing in the distance, it looks like a necklace made of rotten pearls, hanging around the neck of this emerging ancient city.

44. In April, pear trees are in full bloom. The pear trees on the courtyard embankment echo each other from a distance, as if they were enchanted, "like the strong wind in spring, blowing up at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Pear blossoms, rain like snow, pure and elegant, just like the soft wind of love.

45. Looking up at the sky, a crescent-shaped white pear flower quietly opens in the light blue sky, surrounded by countless beautiful stars. There is a pear tree in my backyard. Pear blossoms under the moon are like jade. I can hear the dew falling on it. I was sitting under a tree when I suddenly remembered Li Taibai's poems.

46. Of all the flowers in the world, to put it bluntly, it should be considered pear. The spring breeze is rippling, the pear trees are in full bloom, the branches are drooping and white as snow, and the ice muscles in jade bone are pure and elegant, beautiful and fragrant, and graceful, which really has the momentum of "dominating the world and overwhelming the flowers on earth".

47. Before I left, I took another look at the pear flower: this pear flower was clustered and rolled into a ball, covered with clouds and layers of layers. In the mild spring, it is as white as a flower and flawless as jade. I hate leaving!

48. The pear blossoms are almost over, and only a few petals on the tree are swaying in the wind. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a few more flowers fell gently. There are layers of white petals on the ground. I can't bear to step on them. I'm afraid I'll step on them and watch.

Oh, you proud pear flower, you have embraced the whole spring and the vast blue sky with open arms. You are like a jade plate in a forest, and colorful bees and butterflies are scrambling to fall in. Oh, I heard that wonderful voice, tinkling, drumming, cheering all the way, just like nature.

50. Wow, what a white silver mountain! Beads of rain dripped from the petals of pear trees, but none of the pears on the ground were hit by rain. The whole pear tree looks so crystal clear that it seems whiter than before. Chaoyang shines on pear blossoms, and Yinshan has become a golden mountain!

5 1. The white pear suddenly caught my eye, which really surprised me. When the leaves are still depressed and the grass hasn't sprouted, the pear flower takes the lead in blooming its white flowers, bringing the news of spring, and a feeling of familiarity and auspiciousness comes to mind, which makes people unconsciously excited!

52. The yellow-green calyx presents a beautiful five-pointed star through the petals, with several stamens exposed in the middle. Even the stamens have their own characteristics, yellow, reddish brown and yellowish green, like a little fairy in a green skirt and a white crown, swaying gently under the sway of the spring breeze. It is so charming and full of vitality in the embrace of spring!

53. Five white petals are surrounded by a delicate purple or yellow stamen-pear flower, which is delicate and elegant and full of branches in late spring. Touching the delicate flowers in full bloom with one hand and holding the shy buds with the other, drunkenness and dizziness alternate in my heart, standing in the sea of flowers that I have been dreaming for a long time, as if I were in a light smoke and fog, light and ethereal.

54. Pear blossoms quietly, and a wind instrument can't help but remind people of Miaoyu, those lonely and high-definition eyes. I was born on such a day when pear blossoms are in full bloom. When my father went out in the morning, he saw pear blossoms everywhere. It was beautiful, so he later told his mother that it was called "Li". "Li" and "pear" are homophonic, so the most affectionate thing in my life is pear.

The color of pear flower is not as delicate as violet, but it is the purest color in the world. There are not many flowers, but they hang on the pale yellow-green branches like a white gauze curtain. Even more, the tender Jiao Jiao bud that has just grown makes people feel pity and wonder at the greatness of life.

56. Pears have blossomed a lot, crowded like cute little pumpkins, sticking their heads out of the green branches and looking at the spring world curiously. Some only spread two or three petals; Some petals are all open, revealing yellow "small curly hair"; And floret bones, like white pearls.

57. Pears have blossomed a lot. They are in groups of three and five. From a distance, they look like white fat dolls playing around. Some pears have only two or three delicate petals, which feel like silk, silky and soft. Some have blossomed into beautiful and charming smiling faces. Some are buds that have not yet bloomed.

58. Pear blossoms have a quiet beauty, and the white petals are crystal clear, just like a girl's panel. One flick and water will come out. They never join in the fun with flowers, but quietly open like a small bridge, thus quietly growing into a pear. Flowers' hearts are bright and clear, and they know that beauty is as fleeting as the wind, and fruit is their real pursuit.

59. Petals as thin as cicada's wings are shining in the sun, crystal clear, emitting charming light and refreshing fragrance, elegant and beautiful. Pear is a very common flower, but ordinary doesn't mean that she has no charm. Not defiled by the world, the quality of wanting nothing emanates from her bones.

60. The pears I dumped for them are blooming silently. Pale green or pink stamens, shallow sleep in white jade petals. That delicate face, like a lotus, is pure and beautiful. I couldn't help touching it with my hands, but I retracted it gently, fearing my recklessness and my hands, and accidentally stained the purity and pollution-free of pear flowers.

6 1. Carefully folded a small pear flower, close to the tip of the nose, with a faint earthy smell, which disappointed me. I thought such beautiful flowers should be more elegant and fragrant than orchids. Looking at the petals on the ground, I couldn't help laughing. Pear flower, pear flower, you were born with the smell of earth. Why are you in such a hurry to get back to your roots? I turned and left.

62. Walking in, stone houses are strewn at random, revealing simplicity in childishness. Pear trees are planted in front of and behind these houses, and occasionally peach trees are mixed. The red peach blossoms set off these pear blossoms spotless and ethereal. The breeze blows, the petals fall leisurely, rotate lightly, dance gracefully and fall quietly to the ground. Covered with white petals.

63. Careful observation reveals that the snow-white pear flower is so pure and beautiful, and the tender yellow bud is swaying slightly in the spring breeze. Clusters of flowers bloom in the middle of this leaf bud, and the pale yellow sets off the white, which is so eye-catching and harmonious. What a wonderful scenery it is. How can it not be fascinating, how can it not be exciting, how can it not wander back and forth?

64. "Pear blossoms are clear, and wanderers go out of town in spring." In ancient times, when pear blossoms were in full bloom, people liked to gather in the shade of flowers, which was also called "washing makeup". This custom was very popular in the Tang Dynasty. According to Tang Yu's record, "When the pear blossoms in Luoyang bloom, people often bring wine, say' wash makeup for pear blossoms' and even buy trees." People like to use pear flowers as headdresses. At that time, Uncle Hou of Ruyang wrote a poem saying: "Drinking under the pear tree is full of pear blossoms. Sweet to Yushu, discuss pan-gold. ……"

65. "A pear tree and a brook moon, I wonder whose is it tonight?" No matter where, no matter the season, whether it's late spring or August, pear blossoms are in full bloom anytime and anywhere ... "The north wind rolls the grass to the north, and eight In the snow crosses the Tatar sky. Just like the spring wind, it blows at night and blows open the petals of 10 thousand pear trees. " In August, the north wind blows hard, and the pear blossoms in the poet's heart are in full bloom.

As long as I can remember, there was a pear tree in front of my hometown. Every year, when it blooms, I can always really appreciate it. Pear is pure white, almost monotonous; The fragrance is so weak that it is almost gone. Because of this, Siebel associated her with words such as elegance, nobility and elegance. Later, I read Cen Can's poem "Like the spring breeze, night comes, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees", and I admire Cen Can's imagination of comparing snow to pear flowers.

67. People in my hometown don't feel beautiful walking under pear trees. They come for fertilization and pollination. Pears are in full bloom and very beautiful. Blue sky and white clouds, the sky and the earth, a wide silence. Children are playing with mud in the fields, picking mushrooms-white and tender grass cores, shaped like needles, chewed in their mouths, with a faint sweetness and the smell of grass. That's how my childhood came about.

68. Pears come in different shapes, and some bloom shyly, like white pearls covered with branches; Some have opened a few petals, like a small white trumpet, with fine velvet flowers wrapped around them and a red hat at the top, like a leisurely and beautiful "sleeping beauty"; Some have been in full bloom, and the snow-white petals are like a fairy's white gauze skirt, dancing with the wind and dancing in the air like butterflies.

69. In late spring, when pear blossoms are about to wither. Transparent green spring rain weaves a net between heaven and earth, and inadvertently, a few strands of melancholy dissolve into people's minds. The man reopened the silk handkerchief she left behind and looked at the weak pear flower. He seemed to see her calmness and firmness again and smiled at him. The wind blew away some pears in the handkerchief and fell into the water. He knew that their stories, like flowers in running water, could not be retrieved, only memories remained.

70. When the breeze blows, flowers flutter with the wind. Looking from a distance, he looks like a resourceful Confucian scholar, rocking the feather fan lightly and elegant; At close range, he looks like a swordsman in plain clothes, fluttering in clothes and dancing lightly with the wind. Compared with charming cherry blossoms and charming peach blossoms, the brilliance of pear blossoms is simple and simple. Being in it, singing birds and flowers, savoring the information of spring, I seem to have fallen asleep.

7 1. I don't like those delicate and charming flowers, but I like the pear flowers that symbolize purity on the pear tree. Its white flowers remind me of an ancient poem: I know from a distance that it is not snow, but incense. The same is true of pear flowers, as white as silver as snow. I stood outside the house, and I could smell a faint fragrance, which attracted many bees. They danced for those flowers and buzzed as if they were singing!

72. We wandered in the sea of pear blossoms, only to see white pear blossoms quietly blooming on the curved branches of pear trees. Some hung their cheeks and hid the blooming flowers shyly; Some stand up straight, face you straight and smile proudly at you; Others are like naughty children, hiding behind the newly sprouted buds to spy on you. I was intoxicated by the pear blossoms in my eyes. I sat on the swing in the pear garden and swayed gently. I closed my eyes, as if I saw the pear flower on the tree turn into a golden pear flower. What a pleasant pastoral scenery it is!

73. The villagers don't know that pear blossoms are immortal because there are so many ancient poems: "Lonely and empty, spring comes late, and pear blossoms don't open everywhere." "Pears are white and willow green, and willows are full of flowers." "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." "Leng Yan Jin rests on the snow, and the fragrance suddenly enters the clothes." "The blue mountains are reflected in the distance, and a tree is pear flower falls evening breeze." ... They just watched the pear tree change from a flower to a fragrant pear, and exchanged it for money for children to read and express their simple poems.

74. Where the sun shines, flowers bloom densely, and branches that don't shine with the sun bloom sparsely in twos and threes. Look carefully, pear flower is milky white, with five or six petals, like a small white trumpet. Petals are surrounded by fine velvet stamens and wearing a little red riding hood at the top, which seems to be a leisurely and beautiful "sleeping beauty". The soft spring breeze sends out a fragrance from time to time, which makes people feel relaxed and comfortable. Some petals are open, like a smiling face of a little girl; Some have only a few petals, like the face of a shy girl; Some of them are covered with flowers and bones, so full that they seem to crack.

75. There is a little smell on the nose. First, it is full of air like a hairspring, and then it goes in. A trace of the Monkey King-like fairy spirit stirs in your heart. Pear flower is cool, as simple and low-key as her plain clothes. The harder you work, the more you can be attracted and intoxicated by her. If you are not careful, she will ignore you, unlike other flowers, which always arch their noses whether you like it or not.

76. Far away, at the corner of the forest path, a graceful woman, wearing a white dress like a veil, wearing a pink shawl on her shoulders and holding a light blue oiled paper umbrella, walked slowly forward, her graceful back swaying. I just followed silently, imagining how peaceful the woman's flowery face was ... walking among the pear blossoms in the mountains and plains, only the peach blossom attracted attention. A cluster of peach blossoms on this pear tree, such as Zhu Shazhi in a girl's brow, adorns her daughter's white and shy face, which makes people love. ...

77. From a distance, pear blossoms are everywhere, making the earth look like rolling snow-capped mountains. When the spring breeze blows, you will smell a faint fragrance from time to time. Take a closer look, some pear flowers of different shapes, like sleepy children, can't open their eyes. Some are like shy little girls, covering their faces shyly. Half open and half closed, what a "bud". Some are like playful children, smiling.

78. Shuttling through the pear blossoms, the wind rolled up a piece of pear blossoms, fluttering and spreading, passing by "Liang Shanbo" and "Zhu Yingtai" from time to time. They only danced, adding a lot of color to the pear blossoms. However, at this time, I can't tell whether the white elf flying around me is a pure white butterfly or a pure white pear. My head is white and hazy. It's really beautiful. I seem to feel that my heart is pure white.

79. In the warm sunshine, pear blossoms smile at the breeze. Looking at pear blossoms from a distance is like a little white among thousands of trees. That white, white is hazy, white is clean and elegant, so it's like heavy snow with green trees! Look again! There are so many pears on the whole plant, and the flowers are crowded with each other, as if going to the market. Look again carefully! Green leaves are as green as water, shiny and transparent!

80. Standing on the top of the mountain, looking around, the blooming pear flowers, such as soft white clouds and snowflakes all over the sky, are more like dancers' skirts, covered with branches, trees, orchards, hillsides ... peach trees and plum trees that have just passed the flowering period are like long sleeves between girls' wrists, with their lotus steps moving lightly and their long sleeves dancing inadvertently.

8 1. Walking into the depths of the pear flower, there are too many tourists here, and I realized that it was like this, but this noisy environment can also give people a space to watch it quietly. I am intoxicated by the fragrance and whiteness of this pear flower, and I can't return to reality for a long time. The crystal pear flower has become the most beautiful scenery in my eyes. I feel at a loss. It seems that everything is the same, but it's actually different. The lush branches of pear trees are dotted with the brilliance of pear flowers, and the prosperity and romance of this tree are not so gloomy. The whole pear garden has built a romantic country, full of warmth everywhere. Whether friends, relatives, lovers or strangers, the language at the moment is the same, and they are all proud of this white pear flower. Be intoxicated by this pear flower. They and pear flowers form a beautiful scenery, which is the embodiment of the harmony between nature and human beings.

82. I like pears and the moon best. Pear blossoms bring the moon like plum blossom snow, so don't have some bones and muscles. Pear blossoms enter the moon, the moonlight turns into water, endless tenderness, petals fall, as if the moonlight is flashing. The wind blows pear blossoms, and in the soft moonlight, what comes back is a little bit of beauty's quiet heart, which turns into pear blossoms and falls in your palm. I like to carefully put the falling pear flower into the thick Song Ci. I think it will go through the years and find its ancient traces.