Poetry about the beautiful scenery in the mountains in the morning

1. Poems about the early morning in the mountains

The poem about the morning in the mountains is 1. What are the sentences describing the morning in the mountains?

1. The morning after the rain is like a symphony. Twitter, birds singing wonderful themes between the sky and the branches; China, the river is running and singing a beautiful melody; Clap your hands, the sound of insects flapping their wings is beating the symphony; Huhuhu, the butterfly's flight path is only the melody line of the symphony; Tick-tock, the rain on the leaves falls on the small stone, as if the stone is singing a tick-tock song and accompanying the symphony.

Lushan Mountain is famous for its beauty and fog. Fortunately, I saw the morning fog clouds on the five old peaks with my own eyes. I sat on the stone bench, and I looked up, ah! There are so many clouds floating overhead. Sometimes they spread very quickly, and as soon as the wind blows, they fly and hover irregularly; Sometimes they hold each other tightly, no matter how the wind blows, they can't pull it open. I don't know how many changes have taken place in an instant. I turned my head again and looked at another kind of cloud: they curled up from the valley and rose slowly, always as light as smoke and as thin as yarn, but they would not be blown away by the wind.

Walking in the mountains in the morning, the grayish yellow fog makes people breathless. During the day, the dust covers the sky, and at night, under the irradiation of night lights, the night sky turns khaki. The feeling on the mountain in the morning is different from other times. The air is fresh, birds sing sweetly, and even some unknown insects can be heard. The sounds of nature, flowers and spring breeze are so comfortable.

4. The fog receded with great interest, the green forest looked so lush, and the earth woke up. I walked to the winding path in the forest, and the dew on the leaves fell on my face from time to time, which was cool. I reached for a few drops and licked them with the tip of my tongue, which was a little sweet.

5, morning fog Get up in the morning, the horizon is always foggy, and white smoke is everywhere, just like steam. The sun rose slowly from the ridge and evaporated the white fog in the sky. The glory of the rising sun is also ever-changing and colorful. When it shines on the fog, it presents layers of colors. The golden yellow closest to the sunrise is the brightest, the darker the color, and finally blends with the fog.

6. In the morning, the whole world is sunny, and the sun shines gently on everything through a weak shock, which has a pleasing feeling. The distant mountain is covered with a dark blue dress, like a slim girl staring at such a country morning. There are several long white clouds floating in the forest. Isn't that like a ribbon wrapped around a girl?

2. Sentences describing the early morning in the mountains

On the morning of autumn, the sun just smiled and reflected on the golden wheat, which made people dizzy. Birds sing, dewdrops are crystal clear, and the morning sun brings joy to the day.

I don't know how long it took, as if a tense struggle was finally revealed. The field breathed from its broad chest, and the slopes and dams were as clear as water. Trees and crops in the air began to sway in the breeze, and the leaves became calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; ..... Autumn is coming!

1. In autumn, leaves fall one by one, and with a little regret, they throw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth. They jump, spin, dance and then fall lightly.

2. Autumn rain hits them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

3. Far away, I smelled a fragrant fragrance, and a cool breeze blew. Look, the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying in the wind. Huh? What is that? Like a golden butterfly, like a silver ribbon, it lingers, floats, falls and floats to the ground. Although there are not so many osmanthus flowers in Qi Jun's hometown, I really feel like Qi Jun said that it has become a "western paradise paved with golden sands"

Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky is soft.

The harmonious brilliance, clear and ethereal, makes people want to hear a soaring lark sing.

If you look at the blue sea, you want to see the white sails. Sunset is the wing of time, when it flies away.

The moment is extremely gorgeous. So dusk.

5. The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; There is a strong white light in the air.

Like a microwave jumping on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, pieces of sorghum are always swaying.

Plump ears are like fluctuating red water; The dead leaves were touched by the fields.

Faded colors.

6. Late autumn dusk always comes quickly, before Shan Ye is evaporated by sunlight.

Disappeared. The sun sets in the western hills. Therefore, the blue wind in the valley has a strong coolness.

Driving white fog, wandering down the mountain; And the shadow of the mountain, fell in faster.

In the village, the shadow became thicker and thicker, and gradually merged with the night, but before long, it was the moon again.

The bright candle turned silver-gray.

3. Collect sentences describing the morning in the mountain village

1, the early morning sunshine is scattered on the path of the mountain village, the rape fields are shining with golden light, and the air is mixed with the fragrance of soil and rape flowers, which is refreshing for a time. People who get up early start a busy day again, and everything seems particularly quiet and comfortable.

The morning sky in the country is really beautiful! You see, the red sun rises like fire. She shyly covered her blushing face with white clouds. Thick white clouds are layered and clustered together, looking soft, just like attractive cotton candy, which makes people drool. The sun rises higher and higher, emitting thousands of golden rays. A plane flew across the sky, leaving a beautiful arc in the air. The blue sky set off the red sun and white clouds. What a beautiful sky!

3. Yesanpo in the early morning, before the morning fog dispersed, the sun rose and the mountains and rivers were bathed in golden morning light. The rumble of locomotives woke up the sleeping Yesanpo. Suddenly, the smoke curled up and the whole village boiled.

4. How many contemporary poems describing the morning in the mountain village are recommended?

Recommend Nan Ziyue's original poem "Dawn in the Country"

Xichaoyang village

You are like a gentle and affectionate elf,

Climb quietly on the farmer's windowsill.

You are like an elegant girl,

Knock on young people's hearts in their sleep.

Bypass the river at the entrance of the village,

Quietly flowing in your arms,

Peasant women who wash clothes and men who cast nets,

Laughing and cursing, the corners of the mouth are sweet,

Under the row of bamboos not far away,

The young man gave his lover a comb,

The girl blushed with shame,

All the happiness is in your heart.

The old farmer shook the thorns and landed on the cow's back.

Shouting the secret of harvest,

Sweat dripped on the loess,

In your hands, it radiates an instant crystal clear.

Listen, there is a gentle cry,

Someone must have joined in the New Year celebration.

Look, those villagers are lying on the ground.

Yucheng sincerely thanks you for your compassionate gift.

April 29(th), 2009