1. Poems or sentences about the beauty of nature

Poems or sentences about the beauty of nature 1. Poems describing the beauty of nature

1. Spring breeze The south bank of the green river is also green

2. Frost leaves are as red as February flowers

3. The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as cakes

4. Thousands of pear trees are in bloom

5. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen

6. Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently

7. Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, Leisurely at the foot of the Nanshan Mountain

8. The mountain air goes away day and night, and the birds return to each other

9. A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red

10. Poor night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow

11. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain

12. The shadow of the lone sail is far away in the blue sky, but I can only see it Yangtze River Skyline

13. Lushan Mountain shows off the South Douban, the screen has nine folds of clouds, the shadow falls on the clear lake and the green light, there are two long peaks in front of the Golden Tower, three stone beams hang upside down in the Milky Way, the Incense Burner Waterfall looks at each other in the distance, and the cliff Da Zhang Ling Cang Cang.

14. The mountains are red and the gorges are brilliantly blue.

15. Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees

16. The wind is strong and the apes are mourning high in the sky. , the white bird flies back from the clear sand of Zhugong

17. The loose shadow falls in the sky, the altar is quiet, the fine grass is fragrant and the small cave is quiet

18. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles deep above it The trees are singing

19. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley

20. The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies

Poems about mountains and rivers

Poems about mountains

1. Thousands of mountains have lost their birds, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Snow on the River")

2. As the sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower")

3. Standing at the top of the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains. (Du Fu: "Wang Yue")

4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")

5. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. (Wang Wei: "Lu Chai")

6. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. (Li Bai: "Moon over Guanshan")

7. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")

8. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")

9. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man's Book on the Ostomy Wall of Jiangxi"))

10. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. (Su Shi: "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest")

Water in the poem

1. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. ("The Book of Songs&S226; Jianjia")

2. How can the water be dull, but the mountains and islands are standing tall. (Cao Cao: 3. White hair floats on the green water, and red palms stir the clear waves. (Luo Binwang: "Ode to the Goose")

4. The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. (Li Bai: "Ode to the Goose") Looking at Tianmen Mountain"))

5. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village")

6. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun")

7. The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Ci")

8. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")

The River in the Poetry

1. Guan Guan Jujiu, on the island of the river. ("The Book of Songs&S226; Guan Ju")

2. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring and deep vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")

3. The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river. (Wang Wei: "Envoy to the Fortress")

4. As the sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: (Climbing the Stork Tower))

5. Say goodbye to the Yellow River at dawn and stay at the top of the Black Mountain at dusk. ((Mulan Ci))

6. Who can tell the endless tears of mountains and rivers? The sky and the earth are wide. (Xia Wanchun: "Farewell to the Clouds")

7. The stream flows down three thousand feet, which is suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the sky. (Li Bai: "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall")

8. The ground is covered with wormwood and the reed buds are short, which is when pufferfish are about to come up. (Su Shi: "Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong")

9. Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci")

10. Thirty thousand miles east of the river, there is a sea of ??people, and five thousand mountains are on the sky. (Lu You: "A feeling of coming out of the gate to welcome the coolness at dawn on an autumn night")

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Poetry on the River

1. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the east of the Yangtze River.

(Li Qingzhao: "Summer Quatrains")

2. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. (Liu Zongyuan: "Snow on the River")

3. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the fire on the river boat is only bright. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")

4. The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")

5. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi: "Ti Hui Chong 6. Chao Ci Bai Di's colorful clouds, thousands of miles away from Jiangling in one day. (Li Bai: "Early departure from Baidi City))

7. The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, only See the Yangtze River flowing across the sky. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling")

8. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy. (Zhang Ji: (Night Mooring at Fengqiao))

9. The cold rain comes into Wu at night, and I see off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")

10. It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is the time when the flowers are falling (Du Fu: (The year of Li Gui in the south of the Yangtze River))

The poem says

1; The bright moon rises over the Tianshan Mountains. , among the vast sea of ??clouds (Li Bai: "Guan Shan Yue")

2. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: (sitting alone on Jingting Mountain))

3. Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are. (Jia Dao: "Those who seek hermitage will not meet them.")

4. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the fire on the river boats is only bright. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain")

5. Flying mirror under the moon, clouds forming sea towers. (Li Bai: "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate")

6. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. (Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da")

7. The White Emperor said in his farewell speech among the colorful clouds that thousands of miles of rivers and tombs can be returned in one day. (Li Bai: "Early Departure from Baidi City")

8. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there is a home deep in the white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Travel")

9. Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci")

10. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. (Cen Shen: "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")

3. Sentences and fragments about the beauty of nature

The cyan light spreads in the east, and the silver thread lake looks like a In the huge dyeing workshop, the morning mist is like thousands of white yarns hanging in the air, swinging slowly. .It was also decorated with countless tiny pieces of gold. The sun came over the lake and changed into strange colors. The fog curtain was quickly swept far away by the wind.

On the vast sea, the strong wind swept dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels are flying proudly like black lightning.

Sometimes its wings hit the waves, and sometimes it shoots straight towards the dark clouds like an arrow, and it shouts - in the brave cry of the bird, the dark clouds hear joy.

In this cry - full of desire for the storm! In this cry, Dark Cloud heard the power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory.

Seagulls moan before the storm comes - moaning, they fly across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.

4. Poems about the beauty of nature

1. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river

2. Frost leaves turn red in February flowers

< p> 3. The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as cakes

4. Thousands of pear trees are blooming

5. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen

6 . Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently

7. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely walking under the south mountain

8. The mountain air passes day and night, and the birds return to each other

9. A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red

10. Poor night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow

11. Not knowing the true face of Mount Lu , just because I am in this mountain

12. The shadow of the solitary sail is gone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky

13. Lushan Mountain shows off the South Douban, with nine folds of brocade clouds on the screen

5. Poetry or prose describing the beauty of nature

Autumn in my hometown was also the autumn in my hometown when I was a child. It was always blue and intoxicating. The occasional clouds drifted by, changing the colors of my hometown. There are many kinds of graphics to let your imagination run wild.

However, the autumn of middle age is also the autumn of a foreign land, and the thoughts of that time are always missing. I went to Linyi a few days ago. On the highway, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, I felt like I was back in my childhood and hometown.

Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest. I remember holding a round and big sweet potato in the frosty dusk, amidst the smoke from the kitchen not far away, how "refreshing" it felt to use today's words! If you are older, you can find the endless autumn fragrance in the soybean barley burned with dead leaves. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world! At least I have never smelled it in the city now! Autumn is another season of "the yellow and the yellow things fade".

The original green leaves gradually lost their true nature. Under the attack of wind, frost, snow and rain, they withered and turned yellow day by day, and then quietly drifted away in the wind.

At that moment of admiring the beautiful scenery, I had to tie the exquisite yellow leaves into a string and hang them under the eaves, waiting to enjoy the fragrance of the big pancakes after they burned.

Your mouth is watering. A capable young man can eat ten of them in one go. After leaving home, I never smelled such a friendly fragrance again! At that time, there was no sadness in the fallen leaves in my hometown. Now, the fallen leaves in a foreign land are just countless melancholy. In the bottom of my heart, the occasional thoughts and comforts are that in the face of this silent destruction, it will be a fiery nirvana. Pan, or a transformation of life.

Autumn Scenery Someone said: "Autumn is so beautiful!" After hearing this, I really wanted to look for autumn. Autumn in the fields.

The rice in the fields is ripe and yellow, like a big piece of gold. To the east, people drove harvesters and were driving towards this side. They put every grain of rice into the warehouse.

In the autumn in the woods, the leaves of various trees turned yellow, and fell one by one on the pond and the ground. However, the pine tree still held its head high and stood motionless in the wind, its leaves still so green.

Autumn in the garden. Chrysanthemums are in full bloom in the garden, red, yellow, green, white, orange...the petals of these chrysanthemums are like thin radish shreds.

The petals of some chrysanthemums are fully unfolded, revealing the bright yellow flower core; some chrysanthemums only unfold two or three petals; and some chrysanthemums have petals in full bloom, as if they are about to unfold their petals. In the orchard in autumn, apples, oranges, bananas and other fruits are ripe.

The uncles and aunts held baskets and picked the fruits one by one. Those unpicked fruits seem to be saying: "Pick us quickly! Those who want to buy fruits are waiting for us!" Autumn is on people.

People are wearing sweaters, vests, cardigans, etc. Where is autumn? Autumn is in the eyes of children. As long as we continue to explore and discover, we will gain a lot of knowledge that is not in books.

Autumn in the Old Capital by Yu Dafu Autumn, no matter where it is, is always good; however, autumn in the North is especially clear, quiet and desolate. The reason why I traveled thousands of miles from Hangzhou to catch up with Qingdao, and even more so from Qingdao to Peking, was just to enjoy the "autumn" and the autumn flavor of my old capital.

In the south of the Yangtze River, there is certainly autumn; but the vegetation grows slowly, the air is moist, the color of the sky is light, and it is often rainy and less windy; a person is sandwiched between Suzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou, or Xiamen and Hong Kong Among the citizens of Guangzhou, passing by in chaos, they can only feel a little bit of coolness, the smell of autumn, the color of autumn, the artistic conception and posture of autumn, but they can never get enough of it, taste it, and enjoy it fully. Autumn is not a famous flower, nor is it a fine wine. The half-open, half-drunk state is inappropriate in the process of appreciating autumn.

It has been nearly ten years since autumn in the Northern Kingdom. Every autumn in the south, I always think of the reed flowers in Taoranting, the willow shadows in Diaoyutai, the singing of insects in Xishan, the moonlight in Yuquan, and the bells in Tanzhe Temple.

Even if you don't go out in Peiping, you can rent a shabby house with rafters to live in the middle of the imperial city. When you get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the courtyard, you can You can see the very high green sky and hear the flying sound of tame pigeons under the blue sky. Look eastward under the locust trees to closely observe the streaks of sunlight filtering through their leaves, or quietly gaze out at the trumpet-shaped blue flowers of morning glories climbing half way up a dilapidated wall, and of course you'll feel the intense feeling of it. Autumn.

When it comes to morning glories, I think blue or white are the best, followed by purple and black, and light red is the worst. It is best to have a few sparse, thin and long autumn grasses growing at the bottom of the morning glory as a foil.

The locust trees in the North are also an ornament that reminds people of autumn. The fallen pistils, which look like flowers but are not flowers, will be spread all over the ground in the morning.

When you step on it, there is no sound or smell, and you can only feel a tiny and soft touch. After the street sweeper swept under the shadow of the trees for a while, the lines of the broomstick left on the dust looked both delicate and leisurely. Subconsciously, he also felt a little lonely. The ancients said that the phoenix tree leaves only one leaf. The world knows the distant thoughts of autumn, probably in these deep places.

The feeble chirping of the cicadas is especially characteristic of the North. Because there are trees everywhere in Peiping and the houses are low, their cries can be heard no matter where they are. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or mountains to hear it.

The shrill noise of this cicada in Peking sounds like that of crickets and mice. They seem to be living in every household. And the autumn rains in the north also seem to fall more strangely than in the south, they are more flavorful and more decent than those in the south.

Under the gray sky, a cool breeze suddenly came, and then it started to rain. After a layer of rain, the clouds gradually rolled to the west, the sky turned blue again, and the sun showed its face again; urban idlers wearing thick green cloth single clothes or jackets, biting their pipes, looked at the scenery after the rain. In the shadow of the sloping bridge, if you stand under the trees at the head of the bridge and meet someone you know, they will reply to each other in a slow and leisurely tone with a slight sigh: "Oh, it's really cold here -" (this is the word reading) Very high and long.

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"Isn't it? One layer of autumn rain and another layer of coolness!" When northerners pronounce the word "zhen", it always seems to be the word "layer", which is smooth and oblique. This wrong rhyme comes just right. . The fruit trees in the north are also a wonderful sight in autumn.

The first is the date tree; the corner of the house, the top of the wall, beside the latrine, and the kitchen.

6. Poems describing the beauty of nature

Hello! The words describing the beauty of nature are so wonderful in "Autumn" by He Qifang. Poems describing natural scenery include: When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire; when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

——Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"

Huang Si's natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging down the branches. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.

——Du Fu's "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers"

The jasper is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.

——He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willows"

The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.

——Du Fu's "Quatrains"

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and the willows are new.

——Wang Wei's "Send Off to the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"

Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascended to the blue sky.

——Du Fu's "Quequatrains"

A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

——Su Shi's "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River""

Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish.

——Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi"

The spring scenery is so full that the garden cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

——Ye Shaoweng's "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It"

The beautiful scenery along the Surabaya River is full of new scenery.

——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"

Thousands of miles of orioles sing green and red, and the wind of wine flags in water villages and mountains. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-green. Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.

Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"

7. Poetry or prose describing the beauty of nature

"Song of Spring"

Spring comes quietly after the drizzle

Spring has come gently in the soft wind

The grass, with sleepy eyes, poked out from the soil

The big tree stretched its limbs, Put on a light green shirt

The flowers are blooming, dressing up the earth with their beauty

The spring breeze is warm, climbing up the tea garden on the hill

The tea trees are green and the new leaves are tender

The girls picking tea are dressed in colorful clothes

Like blooming flowers, dotted with green tea gardens

< p> Girls, their eyes are focused and their hands are not resting

Picking dots of new leaves

Girls, their skin is tanned

But their faces are , exuding a healthy luster

Girls, their voices are a little tired

But their hearts are full of joy of harvest

The fragrant spring breeze, on the golden earth Wandering

There, pieces of rapeseed flowers are blooming

The green earth is covered with golden glory again

Several beekeepers are busy , smiling

Thousands of little bees

are also busy and buzzing and laughing

They look excited and smell With the refreshing fragrance of flowers

They kissed each other affectionately, beautiful flowers one after another

They happily collected the sweet honey one after another

They are more like hard-working people

How much they love life

They are not willing to waste this wonderful time

The spring breeze is blowing, running in the vast Plain

Outside the village, there are endless wheat fields

The fields are green

Like a green ocean

Sometimes, the waves rise Green waves

spread into the distance

Two old farmers walked from the field path

They talked, laughed and pointed

They were walking in the countryside, looking happy

By the river at the head of the field, machines were roaring

There were a few young adults

setting up equipment and turning Watering the wheat seedlings

Several children ran over and took out small sickles

Squatting in the wheat field, looking for individual pigweeds

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From time to time, their laughter and laughter can be heard

Spring is coming, spring is coming

Among the flowers, butterflies are dancing in the dance of spring

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Among the green leaves, birds are chirping, singing the song of spring

8. Modern words or poems describing the beauty of nature

Thirteen and sixteen character orders Ten Groups (Ten Chanting Pictures) 1. Chanting the Lotus and the Four Seasons Picture of the Lotus, How Many Winds and Rains Can Take Nothing? When the New Year comes, only spread your good name.

Lian, how much love is sprinkled in the world? Under the sun, no one can compete with you. Lotus, to whom will you send love throughout your life? Thinking of you, I still lean on the railing in the middle of the night.

Lotus, for whom will its fragrance last forever? Only I will wait for you for ten thousand years. 2. The wind blows the long sleeves and dances in the sky.

After so many years, my sleeves are clean. The wind blows warmth into dreams.

Thousands of miles away, coming and going without a trace. The wind blows the boy into a white-headed man.

When people are old, they are not surprised by favors or disgrace. The wind blows down the stars from the sky for me.

It turned into spring rain and fell to the ground silently. 3. Frost, coldness brings to the small village, and the world changes its makeup overnight.

Frost makes people miss my hometown. Tell me: the years have passed.

The frost knows that I am studying hard in the cold window. Frozen: There is bright moonlight in front of the window.

Shuang, please advise me not to be sad from now on. When you are sad, your beloved is far away.

4. The sound of rain and rain speaks to me. The song is not finished yet, dancing gently with the wind.

The rain brings sorrow like black hair and hatred like wisps. Soothe me: gentle as a parent.

Rain, can you know that I am suffering? The rain is falling, and the world is cheering? Rain, bit by bit, is like a blessing. Breed rice and grain for the world.

5. Snow and snow, it’s a happy date once a year. Ask softly: Do you remember me? Snow often turns the world into heaven.

In the Kingdom of Heaven: Who is not transcendent? Snow, how many grudges have been forgotten? As clean as jade, it purifies the soul and soul. Snow, who can say a thousand words? Under the snow-capped mountains, blood and fire surge.

6. So, to whom do you send tenderness every day? This kind of love is hard to find in a lifetime. Yun, who do you knock on your door every night? When the door opened, there was no green skirt.

Yun, who are you next to in your dream? When I wake up, I am surrounded only by the stars. The clouds turn into autumn rain and make people sad. When the autumn rain passes, they are heartbroken and soul-destroying.

7. The countryside is full of spring all year round, with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds filling the village. If you listen carefully, every sentence has a local accent.

Summer, a painting in front of the village and behind the village. After lunch, enjoy the cool under the big tree.

In autumn, there are friends from five continents. On the east coast, meet to see seagulls.

Winter, the festival is already in full swing. On the street, there was the sound of firecrackers.

8. How many people know how to write poems, songs and poems that are unique in the world? When I enjoy myself, I can show my talents. The words are like being intoxicated or fascinated.

If you read it carefully, every sentence is magical. Song, fly with the wind to the willow flowers.

When you meet a close friend, you will have more close friends from now on. Fu, the Eastern dragon dances wildly.

Shake off the wind and rain when you dance. 10. How many wars have started since the four treasures of the study? In the blink of an eye, the war rages thousands of miles away.

The ink becomes the Five Mountains in my writing. The five mountains are so high that geese cannot fly over them.

Paper is the only thing left in dreams. Life is like a fleeting moment. Inkstone, the years pass away into attachment.

How many people read Qin and Han Dynasties under the lamp? 12. The water town is like a river, flowing endlessly into the distance. Like blood, connected to my hometown.

White swans fly from the source of the river. Ask me, for whom did I write "Three Farewells"? The lake has stone walls towering more than a thousand feet tall.

Cut off the clouds and rain to show off my ambition? The sea has been roaring for tens of thousands of years. In my sleep, I still cheer for you.

9. What are the sentences that describe the beauty of nature?

The sentences that describe the beauty of nature are as follows:

1. There is poetry everywhere, and there is beauty at any time - - "Lingmei" by Zhang Daoqia of the Song Dynasty

2. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city - "Cold Food" by Han Hong of the Tang Dynasty

3. If you hold a branch of incense in your hand, the world will be filled with flowers Not yet - "Song of Manna" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

4. The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is full of red apricot branches - "Spring in the Jade House" by Song Qi of the Song Dynasty

5. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall--Ye Shaoweng, Song Dynasty, "It's Not Worth It to Visit the Garden"

6. It's easy to recognize the east wind, and it's always spring when it's colorful and colorful--Zhu Xi, Song Dynasty "Spring"

7. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue - "Recalling Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

8. The thick green and thousands of red branches are touching, There is no need to have too many spring colors - Song Dynasty Wang Anshi's "Ode to Pomegranate Flowers"

9. Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, and selling apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty - Song Dynasty Lu You's "Lin'an Spring Rain at the First Ji"

10. Sparse shadows cross the slanting water, and the water is clear and shallow, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk--"Small Plum in the Mountain Garden" by Lin Bu of the Song Dynasty

11. The peach and plum trees in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the spring is in the shepherd's purse flowers at Xitou --Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Partridge Sky." "Ode of Generations"

12. The spring breeze does not release the poplar flowers, and the mist blows at the faces of passersby - Song Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha"

13. In February and March of spring, grass and Water is of the same color - Jin. Ancient Yuefu poem "Meng Zhu"

14. There are many fragrant grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and spring is in the drizzle - Song Dynasty. Shi Zhongshu's "Quetrains"

< p>Natural beauty:

The beauty of heaven and earth cannot be overstated. Fortunately, humans have a pair of eyes to discover beauty. When we focus our lens on the myriad and miraculous nature, we find that it is full of beauty everywhere.

There is a kind of beauty called magnificence. The majestic mountains, no matter how wind blows or rains, they still stand firmly rooted in the earth for thousands of years; the surging rivers, despite the fleeting time, still move forward untiringly and flow eastward despite the conflicts in the world. There is a kind of beauty called elegance. The newborn calf stands up tremblingly from under its mother with its four hooves, the snow lotus in the wind stubbornly struggles out of the cliff, the weak larva breaks free from the coat that restrains its body shape, breaks out of the cocoon, and flies away as a butterfly. go.

The primitive and vicissitudes of the Colorado Grand Canyon, the roughness and magnificence created by the pen of nature, make people feel that they are standing on the edge of the earth; the paradise-like Shangri-La, the dream paradise on earth, has been cited by many people as the place where they will die. Land; the last pure land in Europe and the hometown of Santa Claus - Lapland's white snow and reindeer sleigh will take you into a fairy tale world; the Angel Falls in the distance, the nine-day water pouring down, cleansing your mind and leaving you extremely shocked... …Human beings are so insignificant in the long river of time, and history becomes silent in front of nature.

We can hear the sad songs blown by the wind, and the songs of the Secret Garden ring in our ears, sad and indifferent, like wandering memories...

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