A copy of the scenery.

A copy describing the scenery (choose 85 sentences)

With the vigorous development of social networks, more and more people like to post copywriting online to share their anecdotes and daily life. Are you still looking for interesting copywriting? The following is a copy (selected 85 sentences) that I compiled for you to describe the scenery. Welcome to share.

The copy describing the scenery is 1 1. The night spreads its huge black wings, and countless stars appear brighter and more playful under the cover of the night.

2, the sun is easy to sprinkle on the ground, and some sultry winds are blowing slowly, as if the air is also beating a little uneasy.

3. Open the time, invite sunshine as a companion, meet with the breeze, pack your bags, and let's get close to the grassland and the vast grassland together.

Surrounded by mountains in the distance, it is drizzling. You can't see that the beautiful mountains are lush in May, only hazy beauty.

I have never been to the grassland. However, grasslands are my favorite, just like deserts and mountains. This kind of love comes from the heart and from the depths of life.

6. Under the blue sky, green mountains and trees are endless, and all kinds of unknown wild flowers are in full bloom in the jungle, blooming as gorgeous as clouds.

7. In August in the south, the sun is like fire. At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves. Cicada kept ringing, and the sound was very long, which added a layer of trouble to the sultry weather.

8. The winding stone road leads all the way to the densely forested canyon. Pink peach blossoms, red apricot flowers and white pear flowers are everywhere, and the frozen river has already flowed and squeaked.

9. The night is dark and the moon is hanging in the sky, but I don't know where to hide, because this Miss Diana sometimes sneaks to the other side of the earth, making the mountains dark and the fields gloomy.

10. With the chirping of magpies, the willows on the river bank burst yellow, the rape blossoms in the fields were brilliant, the bamboo forests were faint, the cauliflower was yellow, and the world suddenly became clear.

1 1, when the sun just appeared, I walked along the river to the village, so faint mist, so moist and moist soil breath, kept patting my face and getting into my nose.

12, although winter is not as vibrant as spring; Not as hot as summer; It is not as cool as autumn, but it has its own style and beauty. But I still like this beautiful winter.

13, the fence is covered with vines. Young leaves and buds jump out of the branches. They are interested in photography. Looking at the young leaves and buds in the backlight, they are yellow, furry and lively. This is life.

14, fog, hazy mountain. The mountain strengthened the belief of fog. Surround. Attachment. Touching. A steady stream. Little by little. Will not leave easily. Not frivolous abandonment. That moment is forever.

Battle lines, 15. A flock of geese flew slowly south in a herringbone. The sun is red, and the array gradually melts into the dazzling light. A poem of life, singing in the blue sky. He froze. He also stayed.

16. The willows in the street look sick. The leaves were covered with dust and rolled around the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.

17, suddenly, from the clouds covered with raindrops, from the gap between heaven and earth, there was a loud noise, rumbling! This is the first spring thunder, breaking the silence of winter, like an exploding ball rolling over people's heads.

18, the wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. A breeze blew, just like a mother's hand gently stroking her face. I like that feeling, cool. To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicacies, silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind.

19, I like it, I like snowy winter, because I can have a snowball fight happily in winter. I like it. I like winter with goose feathers and heavy snow. Because the snow in winter is so enjoyable. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the scenery in the north is so attractive to tourists. People are sledding in the snow, and happy laughter resounds through the sky.

20. The fresh air makes the earth vast and infinite. Everything is far away, calling people to the blue edge of the earth.

2 1, the sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the running water, the whole river turned purple, and the horizon seemed to light a fire.

22. The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no color between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

23. There is not a village and a paddy field in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one ever dared to go deep into their hearts. Even the adventurous hunter only went to their feet, chasing goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain and never climbed to its peak.

24, spring rain, sprinkled on the buttonwood in the yard, sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician, and quietly swallowed mulberry leaves like a silkworm baby.

25. In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.

26. A quiet summer night and a clear moon always give me a sense of peace. The bright moonlight pours like soft water and clear light, which means peace and harmony. Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.

27. Looking up, under the blue sky, the sun shines brilliantly in the background, outlining the framework of the cliffs and rocks in the mountains, and writing down the reverence and admiration of all people on the heights.

28. Summer is coming, and the grass on the grassland grows very high, swaying with the wind and continuous, like waves. What's more beautiful is that there are all kinds of small wild flowers everywhere. From a distance, it looks like colorful flowers embroidered on a green carpet. The grassland is green, flowing everywhere and gently flowing into the clouds.

29. I like it. I like lush summer, because I can swim in the swimming pool in summer. Summer brings happiness to children. They are the happiest angels in summer. I like it, I like stormy summer, because the rain in summer is so generous and crisp. Lotus flowers in summer show us smiling faces, and lotus leaves in summer show us charm.

30. 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 is like a huge black blanket hat buckled on the cliff.

The copy describing the scenery is 2 1. The grassland at night is so quiet and serene, only the gurgling sound of running water can remind you of this nature.

2. The spring breeze is as warm as spring, the bright spring shines on the earth, and everything is full of vitality, forming a beautiful landscape map.

In March and July, the sun hung in the blue sky like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to be melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no distinction between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

In the park, clusters of flowers are white and red, large and small, and colorful. I leaned down and smelled the flowers, and a faint fragrance suddenly penetrated into my heart.

6. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.

7. In August in the south, the sun is like fire. At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves. Cicada kept ringing, and the sound was very long, which added a layer of trouble to the sultry weather.

8. In autumn, plants seem to be rushing to the barber shop. Some people may ask: Why do they go to the barber shop? Dye your hair, of course. They should also follow the fashion!

9. The sunshine in midsummer is really like pepper water. There is no shady place on the street. The majestic mountain peaks are covered with a layer of gold by the summer sunshine, which is even more steep and spectacular!

10. Winter is a beautiful season. Beautiful blood-like azaleas, bright red camellias, plum blossoms and precious peony flowers are not afraid of cold and heavy snow. These beautiful flowers are fascinating and drive away the cold.

1 1. Every evening, thick clouds lurk in the sky. The sunset can only be blown into crimson clouds with a little gap, just like a fish in a rough sea, occasionally rolling golden scales.

12, the wind blowing through the green leaves became extraordinarily gentle, the sun became warmer, and the green leaves brought out a shower of delicate flowers and bones. In the breeze, they swayed gently and smiled shyly.

13, the nature is so beautiful at the moment: there are bright sunshine everywhere, colorful colors everywhere, sweet birds and insects everywhere, and intoxicating fragrance everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.

14, spring rain rustling, rustling, bamboo shoots, wake up! Wake up! Spring thunder rumbled, rumbled, and bamboo shoots said, I want to get off the boat! I want to get out! Spring breeze smiles, smiles, and bamboo shoots say, I'm going to grow up! I want to grow up!

There is a pond beside the rice field. There is a buttonwood tree by the pond. Pieces of yellow leaves fell from the tree. Some fell into the water, and the small fish swam to hide under it and used it as an umbrella. Some landed on the shore, and ants climbed up and ran back and forth, using this place as a playground.

16, the weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick and low gray-yellow turbid clouds. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seems to be holding a sword, which can pierce a tight leather coat, not to mention the exposed face, and it is scratched again and again, and the pain is unbearable.

17, it's really strange to stand here. The mountains have completely changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-levels. They become very chaotic, 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.

18, another autumn with falling leaves. Incomplete memories, like nightingales, shuttle through the dark and lonely night and indulge their sadness in old tears. Dead leaves are yellower, and the wind tirelessly blows down sad butterflies, taking one after another.

19, autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

20. But winter is a gentle girl. She painted the morning sun rosy and covered the ground with white gauze. You see, the sun rising in Ran Ran in the blue sky appears from behind a tree, like a drunk's face. Its brilliance shines on the earth and brings a little warmth to people. The country road is covered with frost and rustles under people's feet.

2 1, the sky is so high! Pieces of gauze-like white clouds floated slowly, as if they were reluctant to leave the beautiful autumn scenery in the world. At this moment, Linlin said to me: Look, how beautiful the pine trees are there! I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, I saw some pine trees near the fence, which were more lush and full of vitality in the sun.

22. Early winter mornings are beautiful. A thin layer of fog floated gently in the air. The laughter of pedestrians and the horn of cars are intertwined in this haze. All these indicate the beginning of a new day. When the less dazzling sunlight hits the top of the mountain, the fog slowly spreads like a curtain, and the earth gradually appears in the warmth of winter.

23. There is not a village and a paddy field in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one ever dared to go deep into their hearts. Even the adventurous hunter only went to their feet, chasing goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain and never climbed to its peak.

24. Looking around, it's all golden rice. A gust of wind blew, and the diners nodded and waved to me, telling me that autumn was coming. The sorghum beside them all blushed, bowed their heads and stood there shyly, like a little girl who had done something wrong. Walking on the path in the field and looking up at the high sky, you will realize the meaning of crisp autumn; A gust of autumn wind blows head-on, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Autumn is in the vast fields.

25. Spring morning fog. The fog in spring is not spectacular with heavy snow, nor lingering with light rain, but gentle like a mother. It gently stroked our cheeks, giving me a warm and cool feeling. It's refreshing Fog, never dress up. I don't have a flower, a grain, a trace of fragrance on me, but I fill the earth with my milky white. Fog, I love you, your mother, and that mysterious beauty.

The copy describing the scenery is 3 1. Looking up at Tianhu Mountain, I saw rugged mountains, lush trees, vast blue sky and misty clouds, which just constituted an elegant ink landscape painting.

At dusk, a wisp of light smoke floated out of the chimney lightly, leaving a trace of residual heat on the ground. Dusk is not as sultry as noon, but slightly warm in the refreshing wind. Looking up at the sky, I saw that the flaming sunset has dyed most of the sky red, and its shapes are even more varied: look! A fierce tiger is chasing a little rabbit and running away, but there is a fine horse running on the boundless grassland, and the color of the sky is changing: the deep red pink orange seems to be the wonderful magic of the magic master, which makes people dizzying.

3. Sitting upstairs overlooking He Lin, surrounded by green trees. The rain hit the banana leaves and rolled down from the wide leaves. The leaves were washed brightly by the rain and swayed with the wind, as if cheering for the rare coolness of this hot summer. In the distance, the lotus leaves are green, and white and red lotus flowers adorn them. All kinds of umbrellas swim in the green, adding another landscape. It is picturesque, and people travel in a world of pictures.

The sun is rising, and the gray fog seems to keep rolling. I vaguely see the crowds on the playground: one, two and three playgrounds are getting more and more lively. Look, here comes an old teacher. Several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher smiled and nodded.

When I took a closer look, I was immediately attracted by this beautiful lotus. The green lotus leaves are stacked on top of each other and squeezed on the water. I can't help thinking of Yang Wanli's poem "The lotus leaf is infinitely beautiful". A few drops of water rolled on the lotus leaf, really shining like pearls. Sometimes they converge into a big water drop and slide into the water, just like a naughty child!

6. In another farmhouse, this group of friends saw an ancient method of making crystal cakes. They saw a villager pour steamed rice into a hole cut by a semicircular stone, then beat the rice into foam with a mallet, knead it into a ball, and then put it into a wooden model with a length of 15 cm, a width of 4 cm and a height of 2 cm to make it piece by piece. Seeing this primitive production method, everyone's interest suddenly soared and everyone wanted to try the gavel. The hospitable mountain people satisfied everyone's wishes. Group friends increased Wei, Tsinghua, and Li successively picked up gavels to participate in labor, which showed incisively and vividly.

7. Looking around, under the blue sky and white clouds, a line of egrets sang and flew over the blue sky, and the cheerful voice echoed for a long time on the long queue of Tanghe levee. Yes, the Tanghe levee winds like a long dragon, with no head before and no tail after. Seagulls know that no matter how far and high they fly, they can't fly over the pure land where they were born. They just go to work in another world to survive. Therefore, they have no sadness or lament! Isn't that cheerful voice the best testimony?

8. There is a cliff in front of us, which climbs obliquely into the sky. In a gust of mountain wind, it seemed to fall to us. The path leading to the summit is really like a straight and narrow ladder hanging from the clouds. At first glance, the rolling mountains, one after another, are tall, pointed, horizontal and vertical. They are really different in shape. Some are like camels, some are like monkeys, some are like snakes, and some are like galloping wild horses. No wonder people call these mountains Snake Ridge, Lion Slope, Dog Cave, Niu Jiao Peak, Wild Boar Rock and Humanoid Mountain.

9. The breeze in May, with the fragrance of roadside Sophora japonica, gently blows the cheeks and temples of passers-by, blows people's hearts and gently comforts them, just like the hands of a loving mother.

10, autumn in the field. The rice in the field is ripe, and the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a big piece of gold. In the east, people come here with harvesters. They let every grain of rice into the warehouse.

1 1, the smoke from the kitchen rises from the roofs of different heights at dusk. Under the irradiation of the sunset glow, the small village filled with smoke from the kitchen has raised a kind of simplicity, simplicity, more and more simplicity, quietness and beauty. Plumes of kitchen smoke render the evening scenery. Under the call of kitchen smoke, people in the fields come back along the village road with their hoes on their backs. Suddenly, the Cleisthenes of cattle, the rumble of jumping cars, the biting of dogs, the crowing of chickens and the shouting of people enriched the dusk of the village under the smog.

12, the wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. When a breeze blows, it's like my mother's hand gently caressing her face. I like that feeling, cool and refreshing. To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicious food, delicacies and silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing that God has given to mankind.

13, triumphant is formed by pruning a large pot of chrysanthemums. It holds its head high. Its eyes are two red chrysanthemums, like two red agates, inlaid in yellow satin, bright and dazzling. There are many colorful chrysanthemums at its tail, which are dazzling like a rainbow of seven colors. The whole butterfly is trimmed from purple chrysanthemums and its wings are dancing. You see, those chrysanthemums are like a shy little girl with a flushed smile.

14, at night, the sun reluctantly left the sky. The beautiful moon casts a Yin Hui on the earth, and the gentle moonlight is as calm as water and sprinkled on people's faces. The beautiful sky is like a blue carpet inlaid with countless shiny little diamonds. Little star's eyes twinkle, so cute. There was no sound in the quiet night, and people soon entered a sweet dream.

15, the night spreads its huge black wings, and countless stars are brighter and more playful under the reflection of the night.

16, the rain continued to drift, and the rainstorm a few days ago caused the flood control information to be in a hurry. It is said that the flood that has not happened for several years threatens the residents along the river. The crops in the field are flooded, the crops in the field are not harvested, the roads are washed away and houses collapse. After the flood receded, they had to repair the destroyed houses. Government officials and soldiers are busy fighting floods.

17. In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

18, this mountain is simply an ocean of trees, and the towering fir trees at the top of the mountain are like nervous soldiers standing on the cliff; Camellia oleifera, which is evergreen all the year round on the hillside, is covered with red and big fruits in autumn; Evergreen pine trees stretch their vigorous branches, big camphor trees at the foot of the mountain hold up a big umbrella, and thousands of birds jump and sing.

19. In the beautiful garden, there are all kinds of chrysanthemums, all kinds of which are fragrant and charming, competing with each other, including red, white, yellow, pink, red like fire, white like snow, pink like chardonnay, and beautiful!

20. Several boats shuttled back and forth on the lake. Some friends are holding hands on the boat, holding their heads high and spreading their wings, expressing their wonderful moments. The silvery laughter echoed on the lake, and the fish in the water cheered. At this point, the calm lake has been uneven, and the waves on the lake have turned over and splashed one after another. People on the boat and on the lake are competing with the fish and draw a beautiful picture of people watching the fish jump.

2 1, the rain is quietly falling, with only a slight patter. The orange-red house, like an old monk in colorful robes, bowed his head and closed his eyes, accepting the baptism of rain. The wet red brick exudes irritating pig blood, which is in sharp contrast with the green laurel leaves under the wall. Gray toad, jumping in the wet and moldy mud; Under the gloomy net of autumn rain, it is the only thing full of joy and life. The mottled gray-yellow pattern on its back corresponds to the dreary sky in the distance, resulting in a harmonious tone. It jumped up with a plop, jumped into the mud from the grass nest, and splashed dark green water.

22, Yu Yun is still cloudy and sunny. Late mountain Ming. Xiaoxiheng should not make a heartbroken sound when the branches are rough. But anywhere in green hills and spring, it is always possible to go down this road. In those days, multicolored pens were given to Wuhu City. Recall my life. If it's love. Try to take Lingcha, and ask Junping on the way home. Cool colour eventually heavy, but must be put away, Yushan oblique.

23. Standing in front of the pavilion, neon flashes, making the ancient city at night more charming! Suddenly, I saw a banner hanging in front of the building: the Millennium Ancient City with Different Colors, Yuan Changshou, Li Donghua Lotus Painting and Calligraphy Exhibition, and I went in. As soon as I entered the room, I saw calligraphy hanging everywhere in the room. In fact, I don't know anything about painting and calligraphy. I just appreciate it. Wandering around, I feel that Yuan Changshou's calligraphy is rough and bold, while Mo Hetu in Li Donghua is exquisite and vivid, and the two set each other off, which is really wonderful.

24. The orchards in autumn are fruitful and have a good scene. Red apples hang on the branches like red lanterns. Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are like golden balls. The dates in the orchard are like red agates embedded in the branches. There are also a string of crystal clear grapes, hawthorn and litchi with full flesh, bananas like crescent moon and pears like gourd.

25. Miss Xia walked away quietly, while Miss Qiu walked over with light steps. She blew it gently, and the sky suddenly turned blue and Gao Shuang, just like sapphire; She blew gently, and the golden chrysanthemums and flaming morning glory all opened handsome smiling faces; She blew gently, and the sun gave off warm sunshine, which made the earth warm.

The best thing is that it snowed a little. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin. As the sun sets, the yellowish sun shines obliquely on the hillside, and Bo Xue seems to be suddenly shy and slightly red. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those mountains are too fragile.

27. In summer, the hot sun burns fire, but the mountains in my hometown are covered with trees, which is very cool in the shade; There are also birds singing loudly. The watermelons planted in the mountains are ripe, and the watermelons in my hometown are round and big, as round as the full moon in the air; After cutting, it looks like red pulp, sweet and delicious; Black melon seeds, like those black eyes.

28. Walking to the center of the square in front of the Giant Buddha, many people gathered around a wide pillar, quietly waiting for their son to take a bath, playing Buddhist music with cosmic feelings, telling Buddhist figures and related stories, and four fountains were fiercely sprinkled on the top of the pillar. Like a blooming flower, the son slowly began to take a bath from the golden pillar, and a glittering son began to be born like a god under the sunshine and the fog filled with spring water. In this fairyland, we began to understand and feel the profoundness of Buddhist culture. The son turned his body in a posture pointing to the sky to spread goodwill and good wishes to people.

29. In winter, the fields are covered with snow-white clothes, and snowflakes fall gently from the endless sky, fluttering and spreading, one after another, as white as silver and as clean as jade, like jade leaves and silver flowers sprinkled by fairies in the sky. On the east and west sides, a tall pine tree was turned into a Christmas tree by nature's beautician-winter. How beautiful!

30. I didn't expect the open grassland to be so charming. It has a special style, a dark green, and you can't help being intoxicated by it. She is so kind, dragging a long green dress and carrying a glass of wine as a meeting gift for the eight of us. She was drunk before the wine came in. I can't help shouting at the sky, but I'm afraid I'll scare her. I really want to have a fling so as not to wrinkle her skirt. You may even sigh that this grassland is much better than ancient times, but it is ridiculous that you can't see it from a distance.