1. The peach blossoms in the flower and fruit forest are blooming, and the pink flowers are like patches of burning clouds. From a distance, they are beautiful. 2. The peach blossoms are white when they first bloom, such as fat, jade and snow. They are so delicate, watery, crystal clear and bright. 3. Some of the peach blossoms are blooming in the wind and smiling. Some are in bud, and Shimada Hanzo is half exposed; There are more white furry little buds with tiny red spots. 4. Small buds on peach trees are bulging day by day, showing red mouths and circles, like little girls who are smiling. 5. Peach trees are covered with flower buds, and they are surrounded by each other shyly, as if they were a group of timid little girls, and no one would be the first to smile. 6. From a distance, peach trees look like big open flower umbrellas .. The trunk is purple, extremely bright and clean, and the soft branches are covered with brown tender bones. 8. Buds as numerous as stars are swaying merrily with a few branches in the spring breeze, and those peach trees seem to become a world of red rain. 9. In spring, numerous peach blossoms bloom in the morning light, with dense layers, just like a sunrise. 10. A peach tree holds up a mass of petals like a girl. It is full of youthful brilliance. 11. In the spring of March, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and on the shore of the Yellow Sea, it&;s like a hundred miles of rouge clouds have fallen. 12. There is a large blooming peach blossom in front of the door, which is pink and delicate as if it can be turned into water by blowing one breath. 13. The pink peach blossoms are next to another, filling the whole branches. They are like a group of urchins, scrambling to let people come and watch their gorgeous appearance .. Thousands of trees are in full bloom like flames. 15. The buds of the peach forest are budding, and the dense branches seem to be covered with tiny silver bulbs, and strings of white buds and pearls are glittering and translucent. 16. The peach blossoms in the Peach Garden are magnificent from a distance, such as the tide of the sea; Looking pretty and charming, like a young girl&;s first makeup. 17. When the car arrived at the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of peach trees came rushing to our eyes in pink and white flowers, along the green fields. 18. After being stung, the buds of peach tree branches woke up with a start, one branch in the east and one branch in the west, and those smiling flowers spewed intoxicating fragrance. 19. The peach blossoms in full bloom were like patches of rouge, stained with richness. Reflecting the earth full of vitality. 20. Peach blossoms have withered, and a few petals remain on the branches, still like a little beating flame. Pear blossoms 1. The orchard is full of pear trees. It&;s the time when pear blossoms are in full bloom. From a distance, clusters of white pear blossoms, such as clouds and flocks, are rolling and floating lightly. 2. In spring, those pear trees with branches are covered with flowers, as if there are large snowflakes floating. 3 It&;s like looking at an oil painting with heavy brushwork and thick colors, which is rich and warm. 4. Looking at pear blossoms nearby, the trees are sparse, like looking at a landscape painting with light brushwork and light ink, which is light and elegant. 5. If you look at one pear tree at a time, it&;s pear trees.It&;s like one fountain after another popping out of the ground, and the flowers are like snow-white spray, like bright necklaces. 6. The wind, with the fragrance of pear blossoms, floats leisurely by the branches of the trees, and people are intoxicated when they take a breath. 7. On the hillside, snow-white pear blossoms and pink peach blossoms are streaming with intoxicating colors in the sunshine. 8. Climb the mountain and overlook the village. Even the mountains were caught. 9. At this time, it was the season when pear blossoms were in full bloom, and the whole mountain head was covered with a layer of white snow. 10. The branches were covered with snow-white pear blossoms, each of which consisted of five petals with a reddish stamen in the center; Nodding and laughing at us in the spring breeze! 1. It&;s the season when pear trees bloom, and the flowers as white as snow set off the quiet of this small farmhouse. 12. The bright moon sprinkled Yin Hui on the four old trees and the whole courtyard. The breeze blew, and the snow-white pear blossoms all over the trees swayed gently like stars. 13. Snow-white pear blossoms hung all over the branches, and the breeze blew, just like a jade girl in a white mourning dress. People rush to their hearts, making people feel drunk, light and dizzy. 15. In spring, clusters of shining pear flowers look like snow waves on that river. 16. These pear flowers are clustered, layer by layer, and spread all over the sky like brocade. In the warm spring, they are as white as snow, as white as jade, full of brilliance and glittering and translucent. 17. Those pear flowers. Some like a boat sailing in the wind, some like an acrobat tumbling down, some like a glider circling down in circles. One or two yellow fallen leaves, like countless boats, float slowly with the wind. The ripe red bean, some like agate, some like pearls, and the dense green leaves form a small flower umbrella. What a lovely thing! There is a large peach blossom in full bloom at the door, pink and delicate, as if it could be turned into water by blowing. The peach blossom in full bloom is like patches of rouge, stained with the mountains and rivers of spring, and like clouds, reflecting the vibrant earth. The pink peach blossoms are close to each other, filling the whole branches. They are like a group of urchins, scrambling for people to watch their gorgeous appearance. The peach blossoms fade away, and the branches remain. It&;s still like a little flame. In spring, clusters of shining pear blossoms look like snow waves on the river. In the cherry garden, the spring breeze is slow, the fallen leaves are colorful, and the fallen petals are fluttering in the wind, like dancing butterflies, and like fairy flowers scattered by a fairy girl. Jujube blossoms are in bloom, and six bare petals are like golden six-pointed stars. They are mixed in the leaves, giving off a burst of fragrance. Jujube flowers are not like peach blossoms.Om nectar. A string of Sophora japonica flowers, like white milk overflowing from the branches, suddenly solidified in the air. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside the window also took off its winter smoky clothes and put on a new light green dress. Sweet-scented osmanthus is so elegant, generous and full of vitality that you can&;t help but sit up and take notice, especially its rich fragrance, which makes people drunk. In midsummer, phoenix flowers all over the trees bloom. So gorgeous. Against the backdrop of green leaves, the phoenix flowers are like a phoenix resting on a tree, which is very beautiful. The phoenix blossoms are red, and a tree like this can&;t find a gr: is dense, vigorous, lush, lush, handsome, verdant and green. The waves are floating, swaying, swaying, stretching, blocking the sun, falling, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading and spreading Blocking the sun, blocking the sun, and the dead trees meet the spring: In March in the spring, the drizzle like ox hair woke up the sleeping pear tree, which made it open its sleepy eyes and greedily drank the dew of the earth. The tender green tree buds stretched their bones and muscles in the breeze, trying to stretch upwards, and stretched. The budding flowers seemed to be greedy, and they all rushed to open. What a lot of pear flowers! As if there were countless stars in the sky; That pear flower is really fragrant! When people smell its fragrance, they will be intoxicated with it. When the spring blossoms and the drizzle is like silk, persimmon trees greedily taste sweet nectar, spreading green branches and oval leaves, and happily spreading in the rain and fog. In May and June, persimmon trees are covered with small blue fruits, and they grow up day by day, which is really adorable. In spring, yellow and tender new buds begin to appear on the dry branches. These new shoots grow into sharp, furry leaves, and soon these small leaves magically grow into big, thick leaves. As the saying goes, &”;On April 8th, barley and wheat wear persimmon flowers.&”; When the wheat is heading, the whole tree is covered with persimmon flowers in Huang Chengcheng. The flowers are round at the top and split at the bottom, and there are ochre stamens in the flowers, which are covered with crystal honey. The fruit of the bent branch on the persimmon tree is like a bright little red lantern, and the broad black and green leaves are now stained with a layer of red powder by the red fruit. Guests from afar, when you walk into Shangluo Mountain, which is known as the &”;cornucopia&”;, will see rows and clusters of round tree heads, staggered branches and orange broad-leaved fruit trees in front of your eyes. However, when you look closer, you will find that among those red leaves, there is a dulu, a pimple and a bunch of them.Round agate-like fruit, red and red, yellow and golden. That&;s our specialty in Shangluo Mountain, —— persimmon. Litchi trees sprout quietly in the spring breeze, and the bright green leaves stick out their small lanceolate heads, looking at the beautiful spring scenery around them in a novel way. After the spring rain moistens and the sunshine shines, the oval leaves grow sturdily, and shine brightly in the sunshine. It&;s very cute. The golden autumn is quietly coming. The branches are covered with walnuts, like little green lanterns. When they open their mouths, the walnuts are ripe. People beat them with sticks, and the walnuts keep falling from the trees. People are so busy that they are sweating, looking at one big and round walnut after another, and looking at baskets of bumper fruits. People are really happy .. Facing the rustling morning breeze, it stands proudly. The golden oranges are heavily covered with branches, like fireballs in the fog, and like naughty children pulling open green leaves, showing round little faces, nodding and smiling at you. Looking closely, citrus reticulata trees are like big umbrellas, with thick and straight trunks, dense leaves and lush forests. They sway gently in the morning breeze, like standing in a queue. Pomegranate trees are covered with budding flower buds. After a few weeks, the buds finally open. They show fiery red smiles, which are extremely beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves. Looking closely, their petals are thin and pentagonal, like small horns; Look, it&;s like a little spark in the distance. After the flowers fade, the branches are covered with small fruits, which are round and very cute. The fig tree grows very luxuriantly. The light brown trunk is branched from left to right, stretching upwards, and the upper part has green leaves. In the morning, the rising sun shines brightly, and the fig tree spreads its branches and leaves in the sun, as if doing morning exercises with me. In the afternoon, after school, I sit by the fig tree and read a book. Look, it first grows a little green bean under the leaves, then gradually, this little bean grows up, and finally it grows to the same size as a walnut, which is a mature fig. The fig has been lying in the leaves all the time, and seems to be &”;modest&”;, as if it is still somewhat &”;shy&”;! What a unique way fig trees breed fruit! When we came to the foot of the mountain, we saw the waist-deep bayberry tree with green bayberry fruits hanging on it. Pick one and try it. Ah, it&;s really sour! Halfway up the mountain, the green bayberry trees, clusters and clusters, are all over the mountains. Bayberry fruits are densely hung on the branches, and there are more mature bayberries, especially on the hillside on the sunny side. I saw ripe bayberry fruits, embedded in emerald green leaves, red, yellow and milky white …If you count the number of laps, you will know how many leaves have fallen off. The dark green leaves of the betel nut tree are beautiful, like the spreading feathers of a chicken. Each tree has seven or eight big leaves, which together look like a giant buttercup. Look carefully, there is a light green pole in the middle of the leaves. It looks like a rocket facing the blue sky, as if it is about to take off. It is a rolled young leaf. The flowers of the betel nut tree grow on the petiole. The strings hang down like a bead curtain, It&;s very beautiful. It&;s hot, hot, hot, hot and sultry. The early summer season is approaching in long summer. It&;s spring to summer, late spring to early summer. When ordered, it&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It&;s midsummer. It In hot midsummer, hot midsummer, hot midsummer, hot midsummer, hot midsummer, hot midsummer, hot midsummer, hot midsummer, rainy midsummer, rainy summers, rainy summers, spring harvests, summer harvests, summer harvests, summer sowing harvests, busy summers, xia yang, hot summers, hot summers, hot summers, hot summers, hot summers, strong summer mountains, such as Bi Xia Shu verdant summer water soup, cicadas, cicadas, cicadas, cicadas, cicadas, cicadas In July, the blue sky hung with a fireball-like sun, and the clouds seemed to have been melted by the sun, and disappeared without a trace. Spring went away with the fallen flowers, and the green leaves covered in summer came bouncing in the warm wind. The early summer sunshine was transmitted through the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground was covered with sparkling spots the size of copper coins. The wind was blowing with a slight warmth, and cuckoo&;s cries came in time. It is telling us: &”;Spring is gone.&”; Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by a hot sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is full of sweet and drunk breath. In early summer, all kinds of wildflowers are in bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on a green carpet; Swarms of bees are busy in the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around diligently. In midsummer, it&;s so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly in the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would hurt their wings. There is not a cloud in the air, and there is no wind. There is a hot sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily. In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky, and the hot sun scorches the earth. The soil in the field is smoking. The scorching sun is in the sky, and on both sides of the road, mature grains are bent down with their heads down in the heat. Grasshoppers are as numerous as grass leaves, then in wheat and rye fields, and in the reeds on the shore, making a faint and noisy sound. The sun is like a fireball of the boss, and the light is scorching, and the road is scorched hot by the scorching sun, and a bunch of white smoke comes from stepping down. The weather is sultry.The brick kiln made people breathless. The dog spit out its bright red tongue on the ground, and the nostrils of the mules and horses were very big. The blazing fire umbrella was high in the air, so hot that the fish in the river didn&;t dare to come out of the water, and the birds didn&;t dare to fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stretched out their tongues to catch their breath. That day, it was crazy hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground had caught fire, and some ashes were like clouds and Feiyun, like fog and fog. It made people feel suffocated. It was a long summer without rain, and the hot sun baked the old loaches in the fields into white. The streams and streams at the edge of the village dropped a few inches, and the stones exposed on the surface of the water became bigger steeply. The birds did not know where they were hiding. All the vegetation is depressed, like dying and dying; Only the cicada keeps making a broken cry on the branches; What a broken gong and drum cheering for the scorching sun! The willow trees in the street are sick, the leaves are curled up with dust on the branches, and the branches don&;t move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors are afraid to shout, and the plexiglass signboard at the shop entrance, It seems to be sunburned, too. Describe the mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, mountain slopes, mountains and forests in Qian Shan. There are all kinds of bold mountains, clear waters, beautiful mountains, tall trees and luxuriant valleys. There are clear and green mountains and green waters on Qinghai&;s green mountains. There are peaks, clear and beautiful grass on Qinghai&;s green mountains. There are no clouds and clouds around them. The strange peaks stand tall and stand tall. The majestic mountains cluster Qian Shan&;s ten thousand mountains. A good sentence shows the clouds. It&;s floating like an island in clusters. The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth. The mountains are full of peaks and waves, layered on top of each other. The mountains are black and grey, and the cliffs like knives and axes are on top of the sky. The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood. The Dragon Hills stand like a big tomb in the night. The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River are straight up and down. It&;s so high that it makes people dizzy. The faint deep valley is horribly quiet and cold. The ravine is filled with snow, and it&;s as high as the back of the mountain, and it&;s a big square paved with flat snow. The morning sun shines, while the mountain looks like a shy girl, looming at sunset, and the corner shines horizontally. It&;s strange to see a lot of people standing here. The mountains have changed, and their shapes are quite different from those in the plain or mid-levels. Magnificent and strange. Looking up, the mountains are the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. There are mountains all around, as if your nose could touch the mountains at any time. I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks. Look carefully, the giant peak looks like the Monkey King holding a golden hoop, and those small peaks are like little monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, the Monkey King is leading his children to the worse gate. Under the pale sky. The peaks were dark blue. Then, the mist rose, and the milky white yarn separated the heavy mountains, leaving only the blue peaks, which really looked like a landscape painting with fresh and dense ink. After a while, the fog dispersed again, and the steep rocks on the rock wall were stained latosolic red by the sunlight, and gradually turned into bronze.Color, set off against the green trees and green fields, is extraordinarily magnificent. The overlapping mountains, with no village in sight or a rice field in sight, are like some drunken old people, one leaning against the other, sleeping for tens of millions of years, and never having a dream to wake them up. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even the most adventurous hunters, and only go to their feet to chase those who come from the mountains. Never climb its peak. There is nothing more charming than the green hills after the spring rain bath. The whole hillside is full of verdant and thick green. The fog that hasn&;t come to an end is like elegant silk, which is wrapped around its waist in strands. The raindrops on each leaf are turned into colorful pearls by the sunshine. The sharp-knife hill, carrying a few strands of milky fog, can faintly see a slender line in the mist. This stone wall is like a skyscraper. As tall as it is about to collapse, it will be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest is like a huge black blanket hat buckled on the precipice. From the black and green, clusters of unknown wildflowers sprang up from the rock wall.