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Essays describing beautiful scenery

The scenery of nature is beautiful. Scenery can be seen everywhere. There are different scenery throughout the year. Below is a prose describing the scenery that I compiled for you. I hope you will like it!

Qingqiu, blooming into a tree of tranquility and beauty (1) The fleeting years, the fragrance has been fragrant for a season, but before I had time to savor it, in the blink of an eye, pieces of autumn yellow disappeared again.

There are always too many things that are too late. Years pass by and become a thing of the past. The time between our fingers slips away inadvertently.

Pick up a fallen leaf and feel the vicissitudes of autumn. Those lost years are still alive and fragrant in the depths of time.

Life is a hurried rush, in which there is the beauty of encounter and the sadness of separation.

I have experienced too many joys and sorrows, and I am used to seeing the changes in the world. I finally understand that I have to learn to be calm, learn to forget, learn to cherish, and learn to collect.

Live your life like a plant in autumn, with a carefree mind, letting the weather wither and flourish, not being alarmed or disturbed, and being at peace with the situation.

Autumn fades away the glitz of spring and hides the restlessness of summer. What settles down is a feeling like autumn water and long sky.

Gone like the wind, flowed away like water, leaving only a shadow of flowers in my heart.

As spring passes and autumn comes, the flowers fade and bloom, and the four seasons reincarnate. If you can have a peaceful and indifferent heart, in this quiet autumn, you can still bloom into a tree of tranquility and beauty like the red maple.

I like nature and all kinds of flowers, plants and trees.

No matter what season, as soon as you step into the embrace of nature, your heart will be as excited as a bird with wings.

Plants and trees have their true colors, they are naturally carved and decorated, and they never have to disguise themselves. They are colorful, purple and red, emerald green and ink.

Everything is so natural and natural, entering the heart and eyes, the flowers smell fragrant without words, and the beauty is achieved without words.

The willows are green only in spring, and the chrysanthemums are yellow in the autumn wind.

On the journey of life, you will always encounter floral events one after another. Different stages will have different splendors, and different seasons will have different fragrances.

This is a poetic world, please treat it with a gentle heart.

I like such a quiet and beautiful autumn, elegant, quiet, bright, quiet, calm and low-key.

Walking on the road, it was the chrysanthemums on the road, a field of golden wild chrysanthemums, blooming in the cool autumn wind, like a quiet woman with low eyebrows.

The bright colors add a bit of enchantment and charm to the lonely autumn.

"When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom." The proud, elegant and refined chrysanthemum is so enviable.

You see, the green and lush canna trees are showing off their bright and dazzling smiles, fiery red and delicate yellow, "just like a beauty rising from spring sleep, with her crimson lips and green sleeves dancing in the east wind." They are like holding up their hands in the east wind.

The dancers in red and yellow silk perform the most beautiful song of life in the evening twilight.

I never use Bo Liang to write about my life, even when fate bestows me with the lowest point.

Thin for what?

What's cool?

Life itself is a miracle. You can live a healthy life, you can also encounter flowers blooming one after another, and you can encounter true love and warmth.

Having family affection, the warmth of friendship, and the sweetness of love is enough!

Be grateful, there are always some good flowers blooming in nature, be grateful, there are always some good people in this world, be grateful, there is always some love flowing and warmth being passed on in this warm world.

I believe that as long as we use sunshine to spread love, we can always resist the cold wave and dispel the smog.

After experiencing the turmoil of the world, look at the mortal world with a cold eye, and face the ups and downs of life with a free and peaceful state of mind.

A heart that has been polished by the years is like a warm old jade, crystal clear, calm, restrained, not ostentatious, not coquettish, simple and unpretentious, but it contains infinite charm and elegance.

Just like this quiet and beautiful autumn season, neither arrogant nor impetuous, deep and reserved, low eyebrows and quiet, people as pale as chrysanthemums, flowers withered and speechless.

Come to think of it, isn't a person's life a process of blossoming and falling?

Life lasts only as long as the grass grows, so how short is life?

Just in this short time, bloom like a flower, be as tenacious as grass, and live your own style.

It opens gracefully and falls calmly. Even if it falls into mud and is crushed into dust, there will be no regrets.

In this life of mountains and rivers, encountering a good book, meeting a beloved person, and meeting a beautiful place are the most beautiful things in this life.

Tell yourself that I have been in this world only once, so I cannot let down the charm of this journey.

Every flower, every grass, every leisurely mind, every mountain and every river is always about love, the flowers bloom and fall, the moon waxes and wanes, all have their own unique fragrance and beauty.

The Intoxicating Beauty of Jiangnan (2) With light plain paper and rich ink rhyme, the elegant words are full of charming you - the beautiful Jiangnan.

Inscriptions one by one The continuous spring rain makes the south of the Yangtze River misty and misty, but everywhere is green and fresh, with flowers and trees crystal clear, and there is poetry and painting everywhere.

The breeze is soft, the mountains in the distance are covered with daisy, and the fingertips follow the passing time and the warmth of the season, embracing a piece of plain ink and rhyming it with a light fragrance.

Folding willows into pens, drizzle into ink, I will paint a picture of a dreamy water town for you, describe a beautiful and majestic brocade, sing a song like the lingering water, dream with you in the middle of the night, and form a lifelong love with you when I wake up.