Original publisher: Kunshan Fish Environment Description Good Sentences and Paragraphs 1. In the morning, the sun rises from the east, soft light shines on the water, sparkling, and from a distance, the creek is Like a glittering ribbon surrounding the small town, it adds infinite vitality to the small mountain town. 2. Wisteria has more than a dozen trunks, each one as thick as my little arm, and they are intertwined with each other. Looking down from upstairs, it looks like big green dragons, with their branches climbing to a shelf three or four meters high; the leaves of the wisteria are oval, with many small white stripes on the dense leaves. It adds a bit of beauty to the leaves of the wisteria. 3. In autumn, there is a field of golden rice. The breeze blows and the rice begins to sing a harmonious song. At this time, the hard-working farmers are harvesting the rice; the singing of the rice and the joyful sound of harvesting are intertwined to achieve a good harvest. symphony. 4. To the west of the flower bed is the playground, and to the north is a building. In front of the building is a "green wall" composed of pine and poplar trees. The building consists of a teaching building (four floors) and an office building (five floors). The door pillar of the building reads: "Love the party, love the country, love the collective, study diligently and observe discipline; respect teachers, respect Taoism and be polite, Array and Lei Feng strive for the three good things." This is the party's requirement for us and also the school motto of our school. 5. Look, there is a small lake not far ahead. Its surface is as calm as a mirror. The various lights on the lakeside and the trees swaying in the wind are reflected in the lake, with constant ripples. From time to time, the lake A frog paddled across the water, causing splashes of water. Listen, the sounds of frogs and crickets merge into one beautiful piece of music! 6. As soon as you enter the school gate, you will see a large rectangular flower bed in front of you. In the flower bed, roses, hibiscus, hydrangea and other flowers are blooming in full bloom, competing for beauty. The red ones are like flames, the white ones are like snowflakes, the yellow ones are like gold, and the pink ones are like colorful clouds. There is also an Araucaria tree in the center of the flower bed, lush green and graceful. Three homemade "fountains" spray water droplets evenly. 1. In the morning, the sun rises from the east. The soft light shines on the water, sparkling. Looking from a distance, the creek is like a golden light. Glittering ribbons surround the small town, adding infinite vitality to the small mountain town. 2. Wisteria has more than a dozen trunks, each one as thick as my little arm, and they are intertwined with each other. Looking down from upstairs, it looks like big green dragons, with their branches climbing to a shelf three or four meters high; the leaves of the wisteria are oval, with many small white stripes on the dense leaves. It adds a bit of beauty to the leaves of the wisteria. 3. In autumn, there is a field of golden rice. The breeze blows and the rice begins to sing a harmonious song. At this time, the hard-working farmers are harvesting the rice; the singing of the rice and the joyful sound of harvesting are intertwined to achieve a good harvest. symphony. A good paragraph about describing the environment. 4. To the west of the flower bed is the playground, and to the north is a building. In front of the building is a "green wall" composed of pine and poplar trees. The building consists of a teaching building (four floors) and an office building (five floors). The doorpost of the building reads: "Love the party, love the country, love the collective, study diligently and observe discipline; respect teachers and be polite, learn from Lei Feng and strive for the three good things." ?This is the party’s requirement for us, and it is also the motto of our school. 5. Look, there is a small lake not far ahead. Its surface is as calm as a mirror. The various lights on the lakeside and the trees swaying in the wind are reflected in the lake, with constant ripples. From time to time, the lake A frog paddled across the water, causing splashes of water. Listen, the sounds of frogs and crickets merge into a beautiful piece of music! 6. As soon as you enter the school gate, you will see a large rectangular flower bed in front of you. In the flower bed, roses, hibiscus, hydrangea and other flowers are blooming in full bloom, competing for beauty. The red ones are like flames, the white ones are like snowflakes, the yellow ones are like gold, and the pink ones are like colorful clouds. A good paragraph about describing the environment. There is also an Araucaria tree in the center of the flower bed, lush green and graceful. Three homemade "fountains" spray water droplets evenly. Looking from a distance, they look like smoke and fog. Through the sunlight, you can see a seven-color rainbow, which is really beautiful. It was not yet sunrise, and the sky was a little bright; it was a wonderful and vast moment. There are still a few stars scattered in the deep white sky. The ground is dark and the sky is completely white. The weeds are trembling slightly, and everything is shrouded in mysterious light. A skylark seems to have joined the stars, singing in the extremely high sky, and the vast sky seems to be holding its breath to listen to the carols sung by this little life for the boundless universe. In the east, Mount Grasse reflects the bronze sky, showing its black shadow; the dazzling white star is hanging on the top of the hill, like a soul flying out of this dark mountain field.

The rays of dawn gradually revealed purple, blue, and green colors. The rising sun reveals its first rays of light. I have never seen this bright red so red; I have never seen this bright red so bright. In an instant, the fireball soared into the sky; the place where you stared was covered by the clouds. The light and shadow are ever-changing; hundreds of light beams shoot down from the space. When the earth had just woken up from the dim light of the morning, clear laughter floated in the solemn and cool fruit tree garden. The joyful noise of the birds has given way to other corners. Some small beetles that love to fly around in the morning breeze are even more uneasy and wandering around. The thick leaves squirmed slightly on the outstretched branches, but they could not hide the numerous fruits. You can see the occasional sparkling dewdrops among the trees, just like the dazzling stars in the foggy night. The layer of hair or thin layer of frost on the red peel makes it even softer and moister. The clouds rose, and bits of golden clouds filtered through the gaps between the heavy green leaves, and wisps of transparent lavender and light yellow light were reflected in the forest. After walking along the moss-covered stone road, I crossed a crooked fence and opened the creaking door. There was a window embedded in the wall made of ancient blue bricks. The window paper has long since disappeared, leaving only horizontal and vertical panes, covered with long and short red silk ropes. The red silk rope swayed helplessly in the wind, like someone was complaining, or like a faint sadness that could not be blown away... The evening wind blew through the last ripple on the river, and the sunset put away its last afterglow, Qiu Shuangmu sent off the last returning goose. We stood in silence, our eyes wandering away from the distant door of memory. When many things have passed, when many things have withered, we can at least say to ourselves: "Don't be sad, I have experienced that feeling, although I only had it once." .Sprinkled from the East A ray of sunshine, shining with golden light, swayed on the river and painted the mountains on the opposite side clear and bright. At this time, in addition to the gentle sounds of birds, the gurgling canal water slapped the embankment, playing a beautiful morning song. Suddenly, a faint fragrance floated in the wind, shaking people's hearts. I couldn't help but take a look at the mountains and hills on both sides of the Qu River. They were piled up one after another, like morning glow, like flames... Oh! It is the spring breeze that blooms the peach blossoms. 1. Under the sun, the distant mountains seem to have been washed, vivid and green, and they seem to be much closer and steeper. 2. I turned my head again and looked at another kind of clouds: they curled up from the valley and then rose slowly. They were always as light as smoke and as thin as gauze, but they would not be blown away by the wind. 3. The weather in June is really unpredictable. Sometimes happy, sometimes angry; sometimes the sky is full of wind, and sometimes calm and motionless. 4. The grass after the rain is like a flower headscarf that has just been soaked in water. Even the dewdrops are colorful! 5. Time keeps flowing forward, the weather gradually cools down, the noisy cicadas are blown away by autumn, and are replaced by the mournful chirping of crickets in the cracks of the stone slabs under the steps at night. 6. The moonlight is cold and shines wildly on my body. 7. The sky is gray and very cold. The grass lowers its head and the branches are bent. When I raised my head, I found that the clouds were overcast. Unexpectedly, the rain started to fall quietly. 8. Standing on the windy rooftop, looking at the endless sky, this lonely city, at the end where the sky and high-rise buildings meet, who is pursuing the open freedom. 9. The sunshine covers me at this quiet moment, isolated from the noise and indifference. With the endless flow of people wandering on the streets, who can hear my loneliness. 10. The wind blows, and the leaves flutter and fall, returning to the embrace of the earth alone. The fine sand is blown up bit by bit, when will they return to their original place? 11. Autumn has come with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dewdrops. The sky emits a soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to hear the song of a skylark flying high, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a piece of white sail. The setting sun is the wings of time. When it flies away, it spreads out brilliantly for a moment. 12. The second half of the night after autumn. The moon has gone down, but the sun has not risen yet, leaving only a dark blue sky; except for the nocturnal things, everything is asleep. 13. The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie. 14. The night was extremely quiet. The full moon like a jade plate passed through the clouds, and its faint moonlight shone on the earth. 15. The moon is gradually rising. She is dressed in white gauze, demure and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver plate-like face left a gentle smile through the willow branches. 16. In the early morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, thrown into the sky. 17. A crescent moon is like a small boat, with its pointed bow tilted up, rowing in the quiet lake late at night, bringing me a feeling of love.

18. The night is quieter, so quiet that you can hear the sound of dewdrops dripping on the petals. 19. The sky is blue, the clouds are returning, the sun has just risen, shining on the red flowers and green leaves, with crystal clear fresh dewdrops on the leaves. 20. The wind is also fresh, fresh and fragrant, just like soothing music. 21. The wind blows in from the window, and the moonlight shines in from the window. The wind is as cold as the moon. 22. When the sunset is reddest, it is when it is about to sink. Where are people? Are people like this too? 23. A touch of morning sun, the shade of flowers all over the ground, and the chirping of birds outside the curtains make the house feel extraordinarily peaceful. 24. It’s late at night and it’s very quiet everywhere. The wind continued to blow, making the leaves rustle, making the silence even more desolate. 25. It was drizzling outside the window, and the little raindrops seemed to be accompanied by a little dance. I couldn't help but be tempted by the world outside the window. 26. The strong wind and the heavy rain were like countless whips, lashing the glass windows hard and lashing my heart. 27. The autumn rain is like smoke and mist, floating silently on the rubble piles and dead branches and leaves in the open space, soaking the ground, the house, the trees, and my heart. 28. The wind carried the rain stars, as if they were searching for something on the ground, bumping them randomly from east to west. As soon as the pedestrians found a shelter from the rain, the rain started to fall. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon it was like pouring water. Look at the rain in the sky really like a big waterfall! A gust of wind blows, and the rain, which is as dense as a waterfall, is blown away by the wind like smoke, fog, and dust. 29. The rain fell from the dark sky, and the chill enveloped the city where I lived. 30. The broken webs without spiders between the branches of the trees trembled with the cold wind, and the bright raindrops hanging on the web lines were falling rapidly and quietly shattered on the golden grass. The grass lay softly on the ground, Like an ancient oil painting, it hides endless longing for someone. 31. The neon lights of the distant city shine with a lonely and gentle light in the pattering rain. Then, a cold chill came to my heart. 32. The night is like thick inkstone, so deep that it cannot be dissolved? 33. The rain is still falling, pattering. The wind, huffing and puffing, is still blowing. Between the sky and the earth, water mist ripples, and there is a vast expanse. I am still alone on this muddy path, like a rudderless boat on the vast sea, wandering aimlessly. 34. In July, in the blue sky, the sun hung like a fireball. The clouds seemed to be burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace. 35. In midsummer, the weather is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly close to the shade of trees, as if they are afraid that the sun will damage their wings. 36. The sun rises and sets, the flowers wither and bloom. The things we meet, those we leave, those we remember, and those we forget all disappear in the cold spring season. 37. It’s raining, dark clouds are coming, the sky is getting dark, the birds are no longer chirping cheerfully on the trees, only the thunder is roaring. 38. When you are free, watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; when you are busy, watch the clouds rolling and relaxing outside the window. Sentences describing the environment Wulong Mountain is surrounded by water and has solitary peaks. The mountains are lush with trees, shaded by green bamboos, with steep mountain walls and surging rivers. There are countless ice peaks and snow cliffs, some are like giants with their chests puffed out, some are like fairies twisting their waists, some are like swords piercing the sky, and some are like silver dragons flying in the sky. The strange peaks and cliffs are all full of nature. A work of genius. Looking up at Tianhu Mountain, one can see the rugged dark green mountains, the mountains full of lush and shaded trees, the vast blue sky, and a few misty clouds, which just constitute an elegant and interesting light-ink landscape painting. Looking up at the rooftop, there are clouds and mist on the peak, and the mountain path is winding and winding, like a ribbon falling from the clouds. The tourists are like small white dots scattered on the ribbon, slowly moving upward. The shadowy mountains are like a sleepy fairy, covered with gauze like cicada wings, tender and affectionate, and her eyes are silent. In the distance, strange mountains stand tall, mountains are continuous, green and steep, covered with clouds and surrounded by fog. In the distance, mountain peaks rise from the ground. The green trees on the mountains are shaded by flowers, making the entire mountain peaks look particularly charming. Looking at Tianshan Mountain from a distance, the top of the mountain has been covered with snow for thousands of years, like an old man in white who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, lying there peacefully. From a distance, I can see a row of weeping willows. The willow silk has just turned green. The green shadows are blowing in the breeze like a layer of green gauze covering the plum blossoms behind the willow trees. It is extremely beautiful. Under the sun, the distant mountains seemed to have been washed, vivid and green, and they seemed to be much closer and steeper. In this vast sea of ??smoke, there stands a mountain peak. Its shape is very similar to a penholder, so it is called "Beacon Mountain". Paragraph describing the environment. As soon as you enter the school gate, you will see a large rectangular flower bed in front of you. In the flower bed, roses, hibiscus, hydrangeas, hydrangea, etc. are blooming in competition, competing for beauty.

The red ones are like flames, the white ones are like snowflakes, the yellow ones are like gold, and the pink ones are like colorful clouds. There is also an Araucaria tree in the center of the flower bed, lush green and graceful. The three homemade "fountains" spray water droplets evenly. Looking from a distance, they look like smoke and fog. Through the sunlight, you can see a rainbow of seven colors, which is really beautiful. To the west of the flower bed is the playground, and to the north is a building. In front of the building is a "green wall" composed of pine and poplar trees. The building consists of a teaching building (four floors) and an office building (five floors). The doorpost of the building reads: "Love the party, love the country, love the collective, study diligently and observe discipline; respect teachers and be polite, learn from Lei Feng and strive for the three good things." This is the party's requirement for us, and it is also the school motto of our school. The campus is dark green in summer. The sycamore tree stretched out its broad leaves and opened a giant umbrella over the campus, blocking the direct sun and making the entire campus green. Looking up, you feel as if you have entered a mythical world; the sunlight shines through the dense leaves and turns into a green mist. When the breeze blows, the green mist lingers, making you feel refreshed and ready to fly. When you step into the campus, you will immediately be attracted by this beautiful environment. Rows of small cypress trees stand like soldiers on both sides of the clean and tidy corridors; round flower beds are in full bloom with flowers and butterflies flying; Swinging in the air, winter jasmine and lilac filled the campus with their intoxicating fragrance. The most attractive thing is the rows of poplar trees surrounding the playground. They straighten their thick bodies, absorb nutrients from the earth, and grow vigorously. Whenever the school bell rings, the sound of reading and the teacher's lecture comes from the classroom. This sound is like a clear stream playing cheerful music, nourishing our hearts. As soon as the bell rang, the campus suddenly became lively. The students were jumping rubber bands, playing football, throwing sandbags, playing basketball, and some were climbing poles and playing on the swings. The laughter echoed over the campus for a long time. When the severe winter comes and the poplar trees, sycamore trees and grasses all irreversibly wither, the greenness of the entire campus is concentrated on the few frost-defying pine trees and the longer and greener the holly trees. The holly tree in front of the classroom stretches out its shiny green leaves, as if it is dedicating its green color to the campus. As soon as you see the pine trees that are unmoved by the north wind and covered with endless snow, you can't help but admire that "the pines and cypresses wither only after the cold years." Some people may think that there is too little green at this time and is not eye-catching. But when you see the green branches and leaves in the ice and snow, don't you feel the warmth and see the hope? Don't you think that despite the ice and snow, its youthful blood is still flowing and the power of life is still irresistible? Pushing open the classroom door, you are faced with dazzlingly bright glass windows. Rows of neat desks and chairs are bathed in abundant sunlight. The front of the desks and chairs is about tameness. The teacher stands here every day to give us lessons. At the back and top of the podium is a glass blackboard. On the wall above the blackboard are the bright red characters "Honest, Brave, Lively, and Unity". There is a large green speaker on the upper right side of the blackboard, from which school announcements and various broadcasts from the Young Pioneers come out. On the lower left side of the blackboard, there is a triangular cabinet on which are placed the excellent Chinese and mathematics homework of the students. On the wall near the door hang two maps. In the middle of the two maps, there is a health convention and a red flag competition form. Six tube lights hanging from the ceiling will illuminate the teaching brightly. I came to school, and the branches of the willow trees on campus were swaying gently in the wind. The rose flowers in the flower bed have exposed their bright red flowers and are in bud. The bright red flower buds are shining brightly on the leaves, waiting to bloom. The crystal dewdrops on the leaves swayed in the morning breeze. The sunlight made the windowpanes of the teaching building sparkle.

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