The rustling sound

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from a distance,

looks like the undulating waves of the sea.

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The mottled tree shadows are clearly cast on the path, like paper-cut paintings of suitable shades.

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All the leaves have fallen. The poplar, elm, and locust trees stretched out their charcoal-like branches toward the gray sky.

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In the June forest, It is full of all kinds of wild flowers, as bright as gems and covered with brocade.

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When you are in the maple forest, the countless red leaves look like it. Red butterflies occupy the branches.

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This huge maple forest is like a palette filled with paints, displaying dazzling colors.

It is brought to the visitors at once: bright red, dark red, light red, orange, medium yellow, purple

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It is all available, making people dizzying.

The maple leaves all over the mountain are red, as red as

Like sunset, like burning clouds, they seem to be challenging the cold autumn, really

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Frost leaves are as red as February flowers

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I saw only a dozen tall and large maple trees, full of trees The maple leaf was already red, like a pile of eternal flames.

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I gently picked up a maple leaf, and there were clear pulses on the red leaf. , with even serrations growing on its edges. Although it looks like a small hand with its fingers spread out, its color is like a burning flame

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On the mountainside, there are clusters of cotinus trees, with branches and leaves like clouds. In the golden autumn, the forest is dyed in full swing, just like a girl in red.

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The cotinus leaves in Xiangshan are as bright as red. The sunset falling from the sky

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The red leaves of these thousands of trees,

the deeper the autumn, the more red they become.

In addition, in the blue sky,

A few snow-white clouds reflect each other,

Looking from a distance,

It was like a fire was rolling.

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A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and a few red leaves fell like flying butterflies ★

In the gaps between the rocks, there grow towering ancient cypresses, which are majestic, vigorous and towering

They give the mountains aura and make all life pale in front of them.

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The mountain is covered with cypress trees. Each tree has a green wave, rolling up layer by layer, like a three-dimensional lake.

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Climbing up among the ancient cypress trees, it is really quiet. The air is filled with the bitter smell of cypress leaves, and it seems that you are surrounded by the incense of Qionglou Fairy Pavilion.

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The rounded buds on the plane tree have stretched out, like small lavender trumpets.

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In the warm wind of early spring, the fluffy yellow flying flowers of the sycamore tree are floating all over the sky, like strange snow falling from the sky.

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The tall banyan tree sprouts countless aerial roots, like the braids of a Uighur girl.

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The prosperous old banyan tree, with its thick beard hanging down, looks like a few old people lazily huddled together for a nap.

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The aerial roots of this big banyan tree hang down from the trunk more than two feet high and penetrate into the ground. The roots vary in thickness from thirty to fifty, and they are almost like a tree. Huge harp.

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The roots of the ancient banyan tree are like dragons, and the skin is like cracked rock, like a centenarian man stroking his long beard.

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There is an old locust tree in the small courtyard. It has many knots on its body and is bulging, like a skinny old man.

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An old locust tree in the corner of the yard did not move at all

The messy dead branches seemed to cast a fishing net into the sky.

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The spring breeze blows gently, the drizzle quietly moistens it, and the brown buds on the elm tree turn into soft yellow and green round coins.

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The trunk of the old elm tree is very thick, and the bark is cracked into pieces, like large fish scales.

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This old elm tree looks like a kind old man in this boundless sea of ??sand, holding up a huge green umbrella to protect passers-by from the rain. Negative.

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The willow tips hang weakly, as if trying to burrow into the ground to escape the scorching sun.

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A few rows of declining willow trees hang like wild hair, with branches stripped of leaves swaying in the cold wind.

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Goose-yellow buds have sprouted from the willow branches, each like a chick's beak.

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The drizzle is floating like fine dust, and the willows by the lake are like the hair of a newly bathed girl, dripping with crystal water drops.