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1. Sentences and short sentences describing mountains

Short sentences describing mountains 1. Beautiful sentences describing flowers

A good sentence to describe flowers: the red flowers of Chinese rose are in full bloom on the branches. The color is so thick and pure, without any noise, just like a burning flame.

A gust of wind blew and the dragonfly shook a few times. It's so charming, just like a girl in a flowered skirt dancing. The lotus leaf in the pond looks like a colorful sail on the blue waves from a distance, which is really beautiful.

Autumn wind comes, dew becomes frost, leaves fall off and flowers shrink. Only chrysanthemums stand in the wind, and Ao Shuang is in full bloom, colorful and changeable. Pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and delicate begonia flowers are in full bloom.

The sky is full of small white flowers dotted with pale green branches and leaves. Dianthus sticks its head out from the chaotic weeds. Their pink smiling faces are really beautiful! Morning glory raised its big purple trumpet, as if playing a nice morning song.

In the field, a flaming Chinese milk vetch is like a blazing flame. The blooming lotus stands on the green stem, looking at the distance like a slim girl.

Some chrysanthemums are fully open, revealing goose yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums are half open, like a shy little girl, especially the budding flower bones, which are particularly beautiful against the green leaves. Thousands of smiling flowers seem to whisper in a crisp voice: spring is coming! Spring is coming! Clusters of bright flowers gathered under the leaves, like countless butterflies, spread their wings slightly and stopped in the air, motionless.

The breeze blew, and a shower of flowers fell, just like Shan Ye covered with a colorful brocade quilt. Looking at a large area of colorful cherry blossoms, I really doubt that the Nine-Day Fairy scattered shredded colored satin on the ground.

Winter jasmine, its color is not as beautiful as roses, its aroma is not as rich as peony, but it is not afraid of the cold and takes the lead in reporting the coming of spring to people with its life. The blooming epiphyllum is bright and full, dazzling, so elegant and charming; Trembling, dizzy, fragrant, like a white fairy.

Look at the two sky-blue petals of this little flower. Two thin stamens stand high, and the yellowish head quivers slightly, much like a dancing butterfly. In the flowerpot, there is a lush tulip. The blooming flowers are black, and the slightly scattered petals are like black velvet, emitting bursts of fragrance and refreshing.

2. Beautiful sentences describing mountains

1, the mountain is near the water, the water reflects the mountain, it is quiet and harmonious, and it is faintly lonely.

Idle state of mind is like life, and I miss the years slowly, as quiet as water and as light as Mount Tai. 2. In the mountains, the water and breeze are simple, and the winding mountain road becomes more lively because there are insects, flowers and grass.

Friends, often go for a walk in the mountains, let the wind in the mountains get rid of turbidity, let the water in the mountains wash away the tired heart, take the mountain road, let happiness linger around you, and let the heart be as tough as the mountain and as pure as the water. 3. Go up the stairs and stop halfway up the mountain. You can see that the cableway spans the mountains and people are hanging back and forth. What a ropeway across Yungu! Imagine, in the air, looking at the mountain at an altitude of 1000 meters, never boarding the ship, and my heart is already panicked.

Hardly had we reached the door when we were surrounded by continuous mountains. I stood in the distance and looked at the mountain. It looked like a landscape painting.

Coupled with the misty fog, the mountains are looming, adding a layer of mystery to the mountains. Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, all the words describing the towering mountains came out in my mind, but I couldn't use the last one correctly, so I could only sigh deeply in my heart.

From the top of Mount Tai, it seems that heavy rain is coming, and thick Mohamad clouds are winding around the mountains, not to mention being in it, which makes everyone feel cool. At noon, the golden light of the sun shines on the earth, and the mountain seems to feel a little hot. Let the trees cover it and make it feel cool.

The sun is actually kind and wants to make the mountain more brilliant, beautiful and brilliant. Look, it's not, as it wishes, the mountain has become more beautiful.

It becomes greener and more dazzling. 7. Sitting in a corner, clinging to the glass window, looking down timidly, running so fast, passing through steep slopes, deep valleys, colorful autumn colors and faint misty pine forests in an instant, floating on the top of the mountain, like a dream of expectation, once really longing for it, and now it is just around the corner.

8. The spring girl came to the world quietly with the spring breeze, and the flowers and trees straightened up. The mountain suddenly turned green. The green mountain looks so green.

If you look at this mountain now, you will feel like walking into a green forest, which is particularly comfortable. 9. Looking from a distance, I found that the clouds on Mount Tai are not inferior to those on Mount Lu. Clouds are moving in the distance and fog is lingering in the vicinity. The opposite mountain peaks are looming, and the pedestrians on the street are looming.

Let the fog gently wrap around me, get into my hair, get into my brow and let me breathe freely. 10, the edge of the four corners of the top of the mountain is a steep cliff, and the scaffolding on the cliff is weird and loose, and Gu Teng is entangled in it.

There are dense trees such as pine, fir, oak, camphor and eucalyptus under the cliff, and there are rare birds and animals such as wild boar, wampee, goat, civet cat, pangolin and owl in the forest. Rich in species, people linger.

3. Poems describing flowers and mountains

Flower: 1, pear: (Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. )

2. Peach Blossoms: (In April, the flowers in the world are exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. Xinghua: Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. )

4, Lotus: (The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus is different from red. ) 5, osmanthus: (people are idle osmanthus, the night is quiet and the spring is empty. )

6. Chrysanthemum: (I'll come back when the mountain is on holiday. ) 7. Plum Blossoms: (There are some plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. )

Birds: Butterflies are dancing all the time, and charming songbirds just crow. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water.

-Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi Going to Chuzhou" Flower Sea Mangroves, Pinghu grass grows and flies.

-Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day. -Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .

-Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back. -Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud.

-Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. -Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space".

-Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. -Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light.

-Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat.

-Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing. -Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn.

-Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow.

-Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi (2) Poetry with the word "bird" surprises the birds on the moon and sounds in Chunxi. -Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing.

-Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door.

-Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first.

-Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded. —— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned.

-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan.

-Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet. -Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..

-Don Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is totally embarassed. Perhaps it is sad for a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird. -Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers.

-Don Du Xunhe's "Hating the Spring Palace" Month: 1, can there be frost on such a bright line at the foot of my bed? . Li Bai 2, looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home.

Li Bai 3, the moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace. Li Bai 4, until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us.

Li Bai 5, a bright moon hangs high in the capital, and it is tempered. Li Bai 6, the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

Li Bai 7, drunk on the moon, the sage of dreams, the temptation of flowers, the monarch is the emperor. Li Bai 8, behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? .

Li Bai 9. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Li Bai 10, we both hold high the idea of going far away and yearn for the sky and the bright moon.

Li Bai 1 1, Emei Mountain is half moon and autumn, and it is reflected in Pingqiang River. Li Bai 12 The breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano.

Wang Wei 13, the voice is too low for anyone to hear except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. The moonlight shines in the pine forest and the crystal stone shines in the stream.

Wang Wei 15, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain. Ma Dai 16, wild geese are soaring in the bright moonlight, and the chief of Tatar people is fleeing in the dark.

Lu Lun 17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight at home is! . Du Fu 18, the windows in the sky are shining, and the moonlight on the nine cloud platforms is shining.

Du Fu (19), in the morning, took care of the waste and brought the lotus home. Tao Yuanming 20, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook.

Li Yu 2 1, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. Xin Qiji 22, poor September third night, dew like a pearl like a bow.

Bai Juyi 23, a bullet in water and a bullet in a month, half into the river, half into the clouds. Couplet 24, the moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

When Liu looked in the mirror at the age of 25, she saw that her hair cloud was changing, but she used her evening song to challenge the cold of the moonlight. Li Shangyin 26 will bow like a full moon and look at Sirius in the northwest.

Su Shi 27, the court is as empty as water, the algae in the water is horizontal, and the shadows of bamboo and cypress are also covered. Su Shi 28 frost night, Jiang Feng fishing fire sleep.

Zhang Ji went to Liushaotou in September and made an appointment after dusk.

Ouyang Xiu asked for a bright moon on the 30th.

Su Shi 3 1 I devote myself to the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the ditch.

. "Chronicle of Qing Poetry" Mountain: Mountain Walking-In the Tang Dynasty, Du Muyuan climbed the Hanshan Mountain with an inclined stone path, and there were people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. Antique-Li Bai went to Lianhua Mountain in the west and watched the stars all the way.

Holding a white hibiscus flower in both hands, curled up into a ball. Look at the grandeur of Yuefu and Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

(Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden) Go to Lianhua Mountain in the west and watch the stars all the way. Plain-handed hibiscus, empty steps are too clear (Li Bai; The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out.

Lu You's "Post-Red Cliff Fu" sunset outside the mountain, spring water crossing the border. (Couplet) Purple smoke comes from Rizhao incense burner, and waterfalls hang far away from Sichuan.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. (Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall") Hundreds of rivers boil, and mountains break and people die.

The high valley is the shore, and the deep valley is the mausoleum. (The Book of Songs) This river runs beyond heaven and earth, and there is nothing in the mountains and rivers. (Wang Wei's "Han River Flooding") Tao Jin Yuanming: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

Guo Song Xi: Spring Mountain is as plain as a smile, Summer Mountain is green, Autumn Mountain is as bright as makeup, and Winter Mountain is as bleak as sleeping in the Tang Dynasty.

4. Beautiful sentences describing mountains

The mountains exposed from the clouds are floating in clusters like islands.

The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth.

The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other.

The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable.

The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood.

Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night.

The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy.

The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold.

The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square.

At the beginning of the morning, the mountains are like shy girls, looming and the sun is setting.

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Standing here, it's strange that the mountain has changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-levels. They become very layered, 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.

I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks. A closer look shows that the giant peak is like the Monkey King holding a golden hoop, and those small peaks are like monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, the Monkey King is taking his children to kill the worse. Under the pale sky, the mountains are as black as iron and solemn. The red sun rises and the peaks are deep blue. Then, the mist appeared, and the milky white yarn separated the heavy mountains, leaving only the blue peaks, which really looked like a refreshing landscape painting. After a while, the fog cleared again, and the bare rock wall and steep rock wall were dyed deep red by the sun's light and gradually turned into bronze, which was particularly magnificent against the background of green trees and fields.

There are no villages and rice fields 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 just go to their feet to chase goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain, and never climb to its peak.

Nothing is more charming than the green hills bathed in the spring rain. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.

On the knife-shaped hill, there are wisps of milky white fog, and a slender line is faintly visible in the fog.

This stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall.

The rain changed the atmosphere of the park. In the sea of clouds in the northwest, there are distant mountains like ink paintings, which are quite praised as "borrowing scenery" in garden architecture.

On both sides of the river, even the mountains are deep blue. The mountains are often covered with white snow, but the river is as clear as jade. Traveling in such a river, looking at the water and mountains, and realizing the bravery of sailors in their work and diet, I can't help smiling often in loneliness! -Shen Congwen's "Auspicious San Ji"