The tangled dead branches reveal new green buds, and the most basic background color of life-green-sets off spring. The precocious wisteria is really small, blooming on the same twig and vine, tied to the bare air by a thin beard, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind at any time ... purple flowers scattered among vines, like lazy women sleeping in the most beautiful morning sun.
Wisteria has been in bloom several times on campus. There are not many wisteria, and they don't care, but last year was the heyday of this flower. A string of heavy flowers hangs down in dense, bright purple, warm and restrained, which makes people relaxed and refreshed.
Although this beautiful and vigorous flower will soon wither, it was once brilliant and dazzling. Who can not cheer for such a life? What's more, after bloom's flowers withered, she decorated the blue sky with her own green leaves and sprinkled a shade. Wisteria leaves are not only fragrant and delicious, but also faint purple in my young mind.
It is like a cloud steaming Xia Wei, hanging over my heart lake, pregnant with beautiful feelings and endless yearning for lavender; It sounds like a piano, playing the gurgling mountain spring water. When I grew up, although I left my hometown and the small village where I was born and raised, the memory of Wisteria went deeper and deeper into my brain.
My attachment to wisteria is released in the flower season every year. Wherever I go, as long as there is bloom, I can't help looking for traces of wisteria.
This is my wish and my childhood memory. Wisteria is also like a magician. One minute it turned into a tumbling dragon, with bells jingling and grapes turning purple. How fond of pranks! The reason why wisteria is beautiful is that many butterflies come at dusk, flying here and jumping there. How happy it is to pick flowers! In summer, the sun is scorching, and crowded leaves block the sunshine on the shelf. Old people play cards and mahjong under wisteria, young people are exercising themselves, and children are playing under the flowers.
The leaves of wisteria are staggered, like a dragon, how interesting! The shape of wisteria is very similar to that of Sophora japonica. A bunch of flowers has about twenty or thirty small flowers, and each small flower is only about one centimeter. The brown purple calyx is covered with a small flower, the petals are heart-shaped, and the outermost petals are light purple. The second petal and the third petal are pure purple. One or two petals cling to the innermost petal in the opposite direction, and the innermost petal is wrapped in a curved head and gloomy. 6. Wisteria flowers exude the fragrance of the body, so that passers-by can stop and watch.
The surface of wisteria is very smooth, like a delicious peach, like a delicate and smooth face of a little sister, and like a fun ball. 7. Wisteria seems to have been waiting outside the door for a long time, and now all of them are pouring in.
The bloom above is full, and the one below is in bud. A cluster is purple, with deep and light purple; A cluster is white, ivory white ... it is full of eyes, more than leaves.
From a distance, they seem to be unbeaten little lanterns hanging in the air. It's so cute that people can't help touching it.
8. The biggest feature of wisteria is her noble and elegant, flashy purple. The emperor of China worships bright yellow, which is the royal color, while the courts in Europe admire purple, which contains warm red and quiet blue. It inherits the restlessness of red and the calmness of blue, and deduces a kind of nobility and mystery.
Looking around, wisteria is in full bloom, and a bright purple is beautiful but not coquettish, cheerful and subtle. In contrast, the red azaleas in full bloom in the big flowerpot next to it are beautiful and kitsch, showing a little triviality, far less noble and generous than wisteria. 9. The petals of wisteria are purple at the top, getting lighter as they go down, and the bottom becomes milky white, like milk; The corolla is butterfly-shaped, like a flying butterfly. Every year when the flowers fade, groups of wisteria are flying, as lively as groups of butterfly fairies coming to the party, and as disturbing as the next petal rain.
10. In addition to the color of this dream, wisteria has a faint fragrance. The purple fragrance permeates from every pore and enters every cell, and my heart seems to be faintly covered with a layer of joy and melancholy. 165438+
12, wisteria, also known as wisteria, looks like a purple waterfall from a distance. Wisteria is a vine that likes to wind around trees. Once it leaves the tree, it is like a fish without water. Wisteria will wrap around every branch. After the baptism of time, the vines will grow into strings of vines and grow down. Whenever spring comes, wisteria will hang upside down on the tree like a string of purple beads, like hyacinthus orientalis.
13, wisteria, yes, wisteria, wisteria is sad under her voice; Zong Pu's splendid wisteria; It's the wisteria in my dream. 14, wisteria stems are winding, crawling around the column like a snake, and crawling all over the wisteria frame.
In early spring, wisteria grows new branches and furry leaves, like lovely green caterpillars. Later, the leaves grew bigger and greener, covering the flower stand tightly, as if holding up a big green umbrella for us.
15, wisteria is covered with green leaves like jade. Dense foliage covered the sun.
Leaving only spots and subtle shadows. In autumn, wisteria leaves turn yellow and fall like a golden blanket.
16. Look at wisteria carefully. One is like a peacock, with small petals behind it. This petal is a little lavender, showing different degrees of purple from the inside out. In front of it is a small bud, just like a peacock's body. A gust of wind blows, and strings of wisteria like beads will swing from side to side like wind chimes. I seem to hear it.
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1. The persimmon tree on the right is covered with heavy persimmons. These persimmons are bright yellow, like lovely little lanterns. Against the dense green holly, it looks more vivid and lovely. The autumn wind blows, and the "little lanterns" sway gently and shine. The dead leaves of Chinese parasol trees fall in succession in the autumn wind, like butterflies dancing in the courtyard.
2. After a rain in Mao Mao, the earth changed. In the morning, fresh air comes in waves. The birds in the tree are all ready to fly to the south, and they can't see their laughter. There was a rustling sound in the Woods. It's fallen leaves They danced in the air and then fell gracefully to the ground.
There are several buttonwood trees on campus, which have turned crimson. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves are like butterflies, dancing happily in the sky and changing their dance steps from time to time.
In autumn, buttonwood is very tall among all the trees. Many trees grow in spring, but in autumn, most of the leaves are buried under the trees. And buttonwood, autumn is his prime, his leaves are like maple leaves, and the stripes of each leaf are almost different, and the color of the leaves turns yellow from the edge. Every tree here seems to be colored.
Look at the endless corridor from middle school to primary school. Just like in the forest. We observed every tree carefully. Some trees have yellow-green leaves, some are still green, and some are all yellow. Every branch of the tree also has yellow leaves and green leaves, which are particularly symmetrical. Slowly, I was intoxicated by autumn scenery in this long corridor.
3. The poem "Autumn Ci" written by Liu Yuxi about autumn is as follows:
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Interpretation: Since ancient times, every autumn, people can't help feeling pessimistic and lonely. However, I think the beauty of autumn even exceeds that of spring. In the boundless clear sky, a crane flies in the sky, which aroused my great poetry. As for the blue sky!
Liu Yuxi is bold and unrestrained, and many poems are magnificent, so he is called "the great poet". Liu Yuxi is mainly optimistic about life. Optimists think everything is beautiful. In Liu Yuxi's eyes, autumn is beautiful, even more beautiful than spring. This poem "Autumn Ci" was written by Liu Yuxi after he was relegated to Langzhou, which shows his optimistic attitude towards life.
4. What poems describe the cold autumn? In autumn and cold Tang, Bai Juyi is easy to get old in the snow, and the frost court is prosperous in autumn.
A sick wife picks up medicine and a cold woman combs her hair. What is it called outside the body? What's wrong with the world?
But within a square inch, I'm only going to learn virtual boat. In late autumn, in the Tang Dynasty, the chrysanthemums in Bai Juyi's hedgerow were sparsely covered with tung trees, and the shade was thin and self-drying.
A curtain is lonely and poor, cool and cold, and autumn is bleak. Time is running out, and the color is not as good as yesterday.
Lai's wife is ill in the moonlight, so she doesn't pound cold clothes medicine. In the autumn night, Bai Juyi is hazy and breezy in the pool.
If you feel cold, you will know that the crane is in the cage. The appearance changes with the years, and it declines like a thing.
The night frost is thick and the pear leaves are half red. Sleeping in the autumn night, Tang Baiju is easy to get cold, and three autumn nights, an old man is at ease.
After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain. Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt.
The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red. In the late autumn night, Bai Juyi's blue sky melts in the moonlight, and melancholy people hang lonely shadows on the moon.
In bloom, the residual chrysanthemum was beside the hedge, and the fallen leaves fell into the cold well. Sai Hong Fei is anxious to feel that autumn has passed, while the neighboring chickens crow late and always know the night.
The silence is empty, and the wind reveals the cold clothes. On the autumn night of the Tang Dynasty, Du Xunhe was cold and rainy, and the lights were blue, and the lonely guests in front of the lights were embarrassed.
When the war is raging, I will leave my hometown, and Hongyan will miss my brothers. Cold sleep without dreams leaves the pillow, and bitter songs have clouds.
When I went out, I made a plan to return to China until now. When Tang Gengkun came in autumn night, he was still wearing summer clothes. It has been a long time now.
The first night is rainy, and the night is cold in late autumn. Guest appearances are difficult.
Where there is no detention, who can ask temporarily? At the end of autumn, Changxing Temple was built by the ancient river of Guanxiu Desert Temple in Tang Dynasty, and the raspberry moss was extremely dusty.
The promenade was littered with fallen leaves, and there was no one in the cold rain. Chestnuts don't wrinkle, but monks are poor.
If you can't get it, who will kiss you if you sit alone? In late autumn, Huaigu Mountain was closed for repair, and once lived in the north of Kuanglu. No one knows its name.
Invasion of clouds to harvest millet, attracting ants to oranges. The cold rain falls with the snow, and Hu Lin walks alone.
Who can make white hair, * * * is born from this. At the end of autumn, I was in the middle of the river, in the Guan Xiu of the Tang Dynasty, watching thousands of trees, and the boat increased my thoughts.
Clouds rush far and burn out, sails turn wild late. The sky is frosty and snowy, and wormwood at the water's edge is declining.
The broken ape is unbearable and sad to hear. In the late autumn, Tang Liping, who passed by the Yuan patriarch's house, was reduced to the daily value, and the mountain house was empty.
A slight cold gives birth to midnight, and a rainy day stops Xiang Qiu. Talk more about geese, wait less for worms after meditation.
After listening to this, Fang was unconscious with grief. Li Shimin Mountain Pavilion in late autumn and late Tang Dynasty is full of autumn colors and cool rocks.
Orchids are still stained with smoke, and residual chrysanthemums are still exposed. Old stone clothes and new moss, new nests and old trees.
Looking at endless love, close at hand. In late autumn, Luoyang hotel warehouse divides the sand on both sides equally, and the color of water on the sand side is close to that of others.
Sui dynasty, ancient camel willow, golden valley flower in Shishi wasteland. I'm worried about being a stranger in a foreign land, and I'm staying in Western jackdaw, Miyagi.
Never mind the river resistance, just look at Bai Yunxiang Road for credit. Late autumn, I look forward to the pale autumn, and I feel sorry for myself in the suburbs. Chrysanthemums are still in bloom on lonely nights.
The high wind thinned the leaves with frost, and a wild goose came back with a cold voice. After several years of famine and war, the mountain looked back at books all day.
On the way home, don't ask about the past, sing a solo and get drunk. Autumn snow in the south, Liu Yuxi sees autumn snow in Nanling, and thousands of people are born early.
Stay in the horse when you have time and look at the high shutters. The fog cleared and the branches rose, but the lead powder remained in the sunset.
Suitable for Qujiang, the reflection into the blue. In the late autumn illness, everything in Tang blew through the helix, and the labor of poor children was also heard.
When I meet bureaucratic red leaves, idle people rarely talk about white clouds. Under first frost, wild flowers and mud are everywhere, and there are no birds in the cold current.
I am sick, painful, heartless, and my head is smoked with medicine. In the late autumn of the Tang Dynasty, the sound of bamboo dew dripping cold made people feel surprised.
The wine wakes up in autumn, the wind is urgent and the summer clothes are light. When you are tired of sleeping, you can interpret your dreams, but when you are idle, you can add to your feelings.
Who pity the pillow alone, slanting the moon through the window. In late autumn, I was a poor autumn guest in Wan Li, Zhang Tang, and depression was not good for me.
Birds are scattered in the misty mountain, and the wind and rain temple belongs to the gods. The ground is far away and the shadow of the geese is thin.
Like anvil and pestle, you think about cold clothes. In late autumn, the west gate of Tongguan is the sunset glow of the Tang Dynasty, with clear smoke in the cold suburbs and dark ancient trees.
Huashan Gate in Xiguan, the sound of Qin Donghe. In the late autumn of Chang 'an, the clouds of Zhao Tuo in the Tang Dynasty were bleak, and the Han Palace was high in autumn.
When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground. Purple half-open fence is quiet, and red is full of lotus worries.
Beautiful perch, empty wearing a southern crown to learn Chu prisoners.
5. A good sentence describing the campus promenade 1, the fiery maple always infects me with full spirit and fiery enthusiasm and inspires me.
You see, the frost on it is as clean as jade, as white as silver, as light as smoke and as soft as catkin. It's really beautiful.
Summer is coming, and the campus is full of fragrance. As long as you look at the front of the classroom, the first thing you see is lilac trees, full of branches and leaves and flowers.
There are two acacia trees in the middle of the playground, with dense leaves, just like two big green umbrellas, which can keep out wind and shade. Students play happily, tell stories, play games and jump rubber bands under the tree …
The moist spring breeze kissed my cheek and took my hand to accompany me to school.
There is a big playground in the north of the campus. Whenever class is over, everyone will flock to the playground and play games such as throwing sandbags and "the eagle catches the chicken".
7. Holly chrysanthemum is surrounded by a big banyan tree, which is very lush and looks like a big umbrella from a distance.
There are many birds singing heartily in the tree. It's a paradise for birds! Further on, the east is the most beautiful place in our school, Yiyuan.
9. The classroom has three floors, four floors and five floors. The windows are floor-to-ceiling windows, and the outer walls are red and white, which is very beautiful.
10. Four dilapidated school buildings disappeared in the past. Brand-new classrooms and conference rooms stand in barrier-like walls, and small and exquisite reception rooms guard the west side of the gate.
1 1. There is a diamond goldfish pond in the middle court of the school. There are many little red goldfish in it. They chased and frolicked in the clear water.
12. As soon as I walked into the campus in the morning, a faint fragrance came to my face. The flowers and leaves in the flower bed that have just been moistened by the rain at night are so delicious that they seem to exude attractive fragrance.
6. Autumn Poetry "Autumn Poetry" Tang Liu Yuxi
Beautiful scenery and first frost at night,
Several trees are dark red and light yellow.
Try to go upstairs and find the bones,
Is it as crazy as spring?
Tang Zhangji of Qiu Si
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
Pedestrians came and opened again.
Qiuyue Song Chenghao
Qingxi flows through Bishantou,
Empty water is fresh, so is autumn.
Three miles away,
White clouds and red leaves are long.
Moon-watching stone in Mid-Autumn Festival
The evening clouds are overflowing and cold,
Han Yin silently turned to the tracts.
This night in my life is not long,
Where will the bright moon look next year?
Song Chenghao in Autumn
Nothing is leisurely,
The east window for sleeping is red.
Everything is complacent when it's quiet,
Happiness is in the four seasons, with people.
Tao connects heaven and earth materially,
Thinking about the abnormal situation.
Rich and rich, not lascivious, poor and happy,
This man is a hero here.
Tang Du Mu in Autumn Night
Silver candle Qiu Guang cold painting screen,
A small fan flies to the firefly.
Day and night are as cool as water,
Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Xing Shan Dumu
The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.
There are people in the depths of white clouds.
I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.
The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.
7. Poems about Birch Forest I believe everyone has heard of Pu Shu's Birch Forest! That beautiful love happened in that beautiful birch forest.
Birch, the national tree of Russia, is strong, beautiful, confident and proud, and its trunk stands upright. In the north of China, there are a lot of dense birch forests everywhere on the well-known mountains and rivers and beside the quiet rivers, and the birch forests in autumn are even more beautiful ... 65438+ 10 At the beginning of September, Ergon, located in the Daxinganling forest area of Inner Mongolia, is getting more and more autumn.
People in Daxing 'anling call autumn the "Wuhuashan" season, because the forest at this time is like a big palette, colorful and mixed together. Pinus sylvestris var. mongolica is still green, birch leaves are pale yellow, larch leaves are golden yellow, and poplar leaves and shrub leaves are gorgeous. Generally speaking, tourists will leave Hailar for Modoga Forest Park in Ergon.
You can enjoy this kind of scenery along the way, and you will pass a long "birch forest corridor" on the way. At this time, roll down the window and you will hear the rustling of birch leaves in your ear. The colors of the forest are distinct, with light red and light yellow, and the green Pinus sylvestris var. mongolica is dotted among them. The gorgeous colors like oil paintings make people feel excited. Bailu Island is the best place to see red leaves in Daxing 'anling and Xiaoxing 'anling, and it is the core of the scenic spot. The rushing rapids surround the island in an "S" shape, with pines, cypresses, Dai people and oranges on both sides, where you can enjoy autumn colors and have a unique charm.
Autumn is also the harvest season of the forest. Wild fruits such as red beans, persimmons, rough plums and water grapes are ripe in Daxinganling forest, and various mushrooms and Hericium erinaceus grow everywhere in the forest, attracting a large number of mountain people to pick them. The forest is full of the joy of harvest. Huamugou is about 20 kilometers away from the military horse farm.
Along the way, patches of grass spread green in the valley. But as soon as I entered the birch ditch, a piece of birch forest came into view. Seen from a distance, white trunks and golden leaves sparkle.
According to the data, birch is a symbol of the ecology of the north temperate zone near the cold zone, and can only grow in areas above 800 meters above sea level. In China, it is only distributed in the mountainous areas near the cold zone in a few provinces, such as Jilin in the northeast, Heilongjiang in the northwest and Xinjiang.
Among the many trees in Xinjiang, the most beautiful one is Betula platyphylla: tall body, beautiful and straight, rich leaves, charming and moving. No matter which season, it will always leave a deep impression on people.
Birch neither likes to stand on the top of the mountain to show off like a pine tree, nor likes to snuggle up by the lake to make love like a weeping willow. Birch always stands there quietly in plain clothes, just like a pure and beautiful village girl.
In summer, large tracts of birch trees on the floodplain cover the sun, shade, surround, hug and kiss the river, and offer love without relatives. Approaching the birch forest seems to face rows of beautiful women in the western regions. All of them are well-proportioned, handsome and straight, but tender as water, revealing the power of motherhood.
Late autumn is the most charming day for birch trees. Its leaves turn from green to yellow to red, hanging on the branches of the years like red gold.
The breeze is blowing gently and rustling. It seems to be whispering to you. Its trunk is cleaner and brighter, quite beautiful, clean and radiant.
In the cold winter, a large area of birch stands quietly in the snow-covered soil, white and independent, integrated with the sky and snow, and the birch forest is speechless. This is a magical world and an extreme beauty.
They are based on ice and snow, but they grow so calmly and calmly in the cold. They have no leaves but stand upright on the snowfield, but they still love after the wind and frost. What other trees can blend with ice and snow like birch without losing their true colors? Among all the trees, birch and poplar look a bit like each other, but as long as the trunk of birch is slender and graceful and the bark is as white as jade, poplar will be compared at once.
In particular, the vast birch forests are connected together, especially the two birch forests have a history of hundreds of years, and the natural and wild momentum is incomparable to poplar and other trees. The birch forest reminds people of youth, girls, the power of solemn meditation and the vast realm of frosty days.
In Xinjiang, poplars can be seen everywhere, but birch is rare. So, when I arrived in Altay, my friend said that he would show us the birch forest park here, and I was a little surprised.
But after seeing it, I was not surprised to see the birch forest next to Hanas Lake the next day. It's not that they are not beautiful, but that they can't compare with the birch forest I have seen in the Great Northern Wilderness.
Most of the birch forests here are a little short, with thin trunks and long crowns. They are not as towering as the birch forest in the Great Northern Wilderness, and their spreading wildness and delicate energy are very weak. In particular, the bark is not as white as the Great Northern Wilderness, and there are many scars like poplars, and the skin is rough at once.
Coupled with scattered branches and sunken trunks, the white momentum of birch forest is even less. When I think of the birch forest in the Great Northern Wilderness, I always think of the leaves of birch trees in autumn, and Jin Huang Cancan seems to melt the sunshine into every leaf.
The snow-white trunk is more beautiful against the golden background. When the forest is closed by heavy snow, the snow is not as deep as the trunk, like tall and delicate legs in white boots. The white trunk is quiet, and it contrasts with the snow, and its manners are myriad.
Spring is our favorite season to go to birch forest. At that time, cut the bark of birch with a small knife, and the juice of birch will drip from it, as cool and fresh as dew. Whenever you go to the Woods, you can see mottled birch bark, as thin as paper, but very tough and as white as snow. It is the most unique to regard them as New Year cards.
It's just that none of us thought of it at that time. Later, when reading "Water Drops in the Woods" by Pledge, he couldn't help asking, "Why don't they talk?" ? Do you see me shy? "When the snow falls, they seem to hear the rustling sound, as if their strange figures are whispering ... they think of the birch forest in the Great Northern Wilderness.
It is not because youth is in the Great Northern Wilderness, where everything is painted with artificial poetic color. The real difference is the birch forest there.
Our life at that time was miserable and pale, but nature deliberately contrasted with us, which made the birch forest so fresh and dazzling, and made us feel that the poetic survival in suffering was not completely far away from us. Some trees are difficult to draw, but birch is best for painting, especially oil painting.
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8. Spring, summer, autumn and winter poems describe ancient poems of spring.
In Budze in spring, everything gives birth to brilliance-
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. The most beneficial spring of the year is better than the smoke willow pouring into the imperial capital-Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department to Early Spring.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. -Su Song Shi's Two Night Scenes by the Hui Chong River.
Waiting for the east wind will always be spring. -Spring in Song Zhuxi.
I want to get wet by clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, but my face doesn't feel cold. -"Jueju" Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birding Creek"
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.
Ancient poems describing summer
Lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors ―― Yang Wanli's A Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.
In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. -Song Zhao Shi Xiu is an invitation.
Why don't you like wheatgrass? Trees in summer are lovely. -Close My Topic in Dark March.
Red and purple turned into dust, and with the rhyme of cuckoo's land tour ringing in early summer, summer began again.
Last summer's cicadas rushed out, and the new autumn's geese brought them-a banquet that Tang Bai Juyi broke up.
Ancient poems and famous sentences describing autumn
The setting sun is lonely, and the autumn water is the same as the sky —— Preface to Autumn Palace by Don Wang Bo
All the trees are in autumn, only the hills and mountains are shining. -Don Yewang.
Autumn geese are always accompanied by the wind, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine —— Tang Li Bai's Farewell to the Minister at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.
In August, the high wind roars, and my hair is three hairs —— Tang Du Fu's "The Cottage is Blown by the Autumn Wind"
Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a red candle and fanned a small fan to pounce on fireflies. During the day, the night is as cold as water. I lie down and watch "Morning Glory and Weaving Stars-Autumn Night" by Don Mutu.
Blue Sky, Yellow Ye Qiu Waves and Cold Smoke —— Song Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering.
Ancient poems and famous sentences describing winter
Just like the spring wind, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Sprinkle salt in the air, but not catkins because of the wind-Xie Jin's snow poem.
Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, and they blow off the Xuanyuan Terrace one after another —— Tang Libai's Popular in the North.
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Who cut and carved the snow on the flat ground into this uniform smallpox? -Tang Hanyu's two poems "Li Hua".
Six flying flowers come into the room and sit and watch the bamboo become lovely branches —— On Snow by Don Gao Pian.
9. The composition describing Changxing Ancient Ginkgo Corridor (autumn) has 400 words: "My hometown Hanzhong is beautiful." This is a song praising my hometown Hanzhong. Speaking of my hometown Hanzhong, it has a long history, beautiful scenery and many places of interest. In recent years, Hanzhong, an ancient city, has undergone tremendous changes through the efforts of the Hanzhong Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government to create new products and the development of Hanzhong in southern Shaanxi. Anyone who has been to Hanzhong can't help exclaiming, "Hanzhong has changed, and it is getting more and more beautiful."
Looking back on that year, a road near my home was narrow, scarred and uneven. The car swayed from side to side and bumped up and down on the road, which made people dizzy. It's dusty on sunny days and dusty on rainy days. But it's different now. This road is the main artery that runs through the north and south, and it is called Tianhan Avenue. It starts from Shima overpass in the north and ends at Hanjiang Bridge in the south, with a total length of X kilometers. An eight-lane wide road is like a black-and-white tie and a staff. Vehicles and pedestrians on the road, like jumping notes on the staff, play the melody of people's lives.
On both sides of Tianhan Avenue, there are shops and tall buildings everywhere. From north to south, large-scale buildings such as White Swan Hotel, Century Sunshine Supermarket and Postal Hotel are like pearls embedded in ties, making Tianhan more charming.
During the day, the traffic on Tianhan Avenue is like a long queue, and the flower beds on both sides of the road are full of beautiful flowers all year round, just like the silk scarves of commercial equipment on Tianhan Avenue. Modern classified trash cans are scattered on Tianhan Avenue, and people will consciously throw peel scraps into the trash can.