Passages describing the scenery various senses .

1.The churning purple morning glow, half-hidden behind the poplar tree, casts a thousand purple and red rays towards the awakened earth. Gradually, the dazzling clouds of judgment were removed, and the sun appeared like a ball of fire, pouring a fire-like red light on the trees, on the plains, on the ocean, and over the whole land.

2.The sky is a golden light, yellow, like the golden decree sent by the emperor, like a magician smeared with a layer of gold, eye-catching. The form is incomparably wonderful, indescribable, some are like ponies running in the sky, and they don't know how to run to ** for a while, and gradually disappear; Some are like industrious oxen, ploughing for the people, plowing for a while, lying down to sleep; Some are like greedy little white rabbits eating turnips, and they are very happy; Some are like a person, bending down to praise the beautiful scenery; some are like golden fields; Some are like the rushing Yellow River, flowing into the endless sea; Some of them stood proudly like a lion, as if they had returned triumphantly from a fierce battle.

3.The setting sun left a long shadow, blood-red. It soon darkened, grape twilight, purple twilight. shrouded in citrus groves and narrow melon fields; The sun is the purple of the grapes that have been squeezed, and the Changheng stupidity is mixed with burgundy red.

Beautiful passages describing the scenery:

1. The sunlight was filtered by the layers of leaves, and it leaked into him into a faint round and gently swaying halo.

2. The area around the sun is the reddest, so charmingly red. The red spread in all directions, spreading half of the sky, gradually fading from one layer to the next, until it became grayish-white.

3. The autumn wind is rising, the harvest season has come, the autumn is strong, and the yellow fallen leaves are fluttering. In the early morning, the dawn of autumn has come, the sun shines on the earth, and the cool wind makes us throw all our troubles out of the clouds. Cool wind, clear water, high mountains, blue sky, faint smoke, dense forests, withered yellow leaves.

4. Rain, like silver-gray sticky wet spider silk, weaves a soft web and nets the whole autumn world. The sky was also dark and dreary, like the web-covered roofs of old dwellings. The gray-white clouds that were piled up in the sky were like peeling off the roof.

Under the shroud of this old roof, everything is unusually dull.

5. It is overcast and drizzled like silk. In the twilight of spring, the eyes are full of greenery, and the green in the fog is thick, as if it can pinch out the water. On the bank of the Yellow River, the cool breeze was blowing, and the clothes were fluttering, but they could not shake the excitement and enthusiasm of the dozens of travelers in the group, and along the green path leading to the dam head, a string of laughter was thrown behind.

6. Winter is so quiet. The cold makes the jumping and screaming rivers lose the sound of their babbling water, silence the rushing rivers, calm the boundless sea, and let them rest.

7. The leaves of the big tree seem to be scalded by the sun, and the head of the small tree is also listlessly drooping. Even the rice paddies were cracked by the sun, and even the stone pavement in front of my house was so hot that if I poured some water on it, it would immediately turn into water vapor and disappear.

8. Under the pine forest, there are not only pine needles, but also pine mushrooms. It was supposed to be summer, and after a rain, we children were eager to try, and the grass and trees in the mountains were still dripping with the sound of rain, and we set off in a hurry to step on the mud. The piles of mushrooms, with the rain, broke through the soft soil of pine needles suppressed overhead, emerged from the ground, breathed the clean air after the rain, and greeted their partners with their unique mushroom aroma.

9. In the spring pastoral, the humid air is rippling with the attractive fragrance of grass; In the fields, the smell of earth wafts from time to time. As far as the eye can see, the eyes are full of tender green wheat seedlings, stretching to the distant horizon, and the glow leaves its attachment to the sky and the earth.

10. The Winter Girl stepped on the cold north wind, and with a wave of her hand, it snowed, and the school became a snow-covered fairy tale world again.