英語優(yōu)美風(fēng)景描寫句子

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【第1句】：描寫風(fēng)景的英語優(yōu)美句子

一條條小河宛如藍(lán)色的緞帶纏繞著一望無際的綠色田野，遠(yuǎn)處一座座造型古樸、色彩和諧的小屋，一派美麗動人的田園風(fēng)光！

A creek twines the vast green field just like the blue color satin ribbon, a distant place modelling is being plain, color harmonious hut, a school of beautiful moving rural scenery!

一座座古老的風(fēng)車，風(fēng)車的風(fēng)葉像張開的翅膀，迎風(fēng)轉(zhuǎn)動，與綠草、野花構(gòu)成了獨(dú)特的景致更為這童話般世界增添神奇色彩！

An ancient windmill, windmill's wind leaf opens likely the wing, rotates against the wind, with the green grass, the wild flower constituted the unique view this fairy tale world addition mysterious color!

一對對色彩鮮艷、精致絢麗，象征著甜蜜愛情的木鞋！還有那華麗的郁金香傾倒無數(shù)情人……

郁金香飄香的季節(jié)，嬌艷嫵媚的女孩的笑容如花傳芬芳……

幽幽湖邊，風(fēng)車，綠草，小房，多愜意

紅紅火火郁金香花田，陣陣芳香，風(fēng)車悠悠轉(zhuǎn)！這是夢嗎？

A right color bright, fine gorgeous, is drafting the happy love sabot likely! Also has that magnificent tulip to fall the season which innumerable sweetheart 。。 the tulip smells as sweet, the tender and beautiful charming girl's smiling face like flower passes on fragrantly 。。

Spooky bund, windmill, green grass, den, satisfied prosperous curcuma fragrant flowers field, intermittent fragrant, windmill long extension! This is the dream?

高高的建筑也是一種藝術(shù)品，古典、優(yōu)雅，像一幅濃郁的油漆彩畫！

到處彌漫著綠色，連空氣也飄著青草味

四周一片綠油油，綠色的驚艷，風(fēng)車也停下來，陶醉在美景中……

The high construction is also one kind of artware, is classical, is graceful, looks like a rich paint color painting! everywhere is filling the green, is also fluttering including the air green grass taste all around green and glossy, the green startled colorful, the windmill also stops down, is infatuated with in the beautiful scene 。

【第2句】：求描寫風(fēng)景的優(yōu)美英語句子

At the Edge of the SeaThe shore is an ancient world, for as long as there has been an earth and se a there has been this place of the meeting of land and water. Yet it is a world that keeps alive the sense of continuing creation and of the relentless drive of life. Each time that I enter it, I gain some new awareness of its beauty and it sdeeper meanings, sensing that intricate fabric of life by which one creature is linked with another, and each with its surroundings.In my thoughts of the shore, one place stands apart for its revelation of exquisite beauty. It is a pool hidden within a cave that one can visit only rarely and briefly when the lowest of the year's low tides fall below it, and perhaps from that very fact it acquires some of its special beauty. Choosing such a tide , I hoped for a glimpse of the pool. The ebb was to fall early in the morning. I knew that if the wind held from the northwest and no interfering swell ran in f rom a distant storm the level of the sea should drop below the entrance to the pool. There had been sudden ominous showers in the night, with rain like handfuls of gravel flung on the roof. When I looked out into the early morning the sky was full of a gray dawn light but the sun had not yet risen. Water and air were pallid. Across the bay the moon was a luminous disc in the western sky, suspended above the dim line of distant shore — the full August moon, drawing the tide to the low, low levels of the threshold of the alien sea world. As I watched, a gull flew by, above the spruces. Its breast was rosy with the light of the unrisen sun. The day was, after all, to be fair.Later, as I stood above the tide near the entrance to the pool, the promise of that rosy light was sustained. From the base of the steep wall of rock on which I stood, a moss covered ledge jutted seaward into deep water. In the surge at the rim of the ledge the dark fronds of oarweeds swayed smooth and gleaming as leather. The projecting ledge was the path to the small hidden cave and its pool. Occasionally a swell, stronger than the rest, rolled smoothly over the rim and broke in foam against the cliff. But the intervals between such swells were lo ng enough to admit me to the ledge and long enough for a glimpse of that fairy pool, so seldom and so briefly exposed.And so I knelt on the wet carpet of sea moss and looked back into the dark cavern that held the pool in a shallow basin. The floor of the cave was only a fewinches below the roof, and a mirror had been created in which all that grew on the ceiling was reflected in the still water below.Under water that was clear as glass the pool was carpeted with green sponge. Gray patches of sea squirts glistened on the ceiling and colonies of raft coral were a pale apricot color. In the moment when I looked into the cave a little e lfin starfish hung down, suspended by the merest thread, perhaps by only a single tube foot. It reached down to touch its own reflection, so perfectly delineated that there might have been, not one starfish, but two. The beauty of the refle cted images and of the limpid pool itself was the poignant beauty of things that are ephemeral, existing only until the sea should return to fill the little cave.By Rachel Carson在海邊海岸是一個(gè)古老的世界。

自從有地球和大海以來，就有這個(gè)水陸相接的地方。但人們卻感覺它是一個(gè)總在進(jìn)行創(chuàng)造、生命力頑強(qiáng)而又充沛的世界。

每當(dāng)我踏入這個(gè)世界，感覺到生物彼此之間以及每一生物與它周圍環(huán)境之間，通過錯(cuò)綜復(fù)雜的生命結(jié)構(gòu)彼此相連的時(shí)候，我對它的美，對它的深層意蘊(yùn)，都產(chǎn)生某種新的認(rèn)識。每當(dāng)我想起海岸，就有一個(gè)地方因?yàn)樗憩F(xiàn)出的獨(dú)特美妙而占有突出的地位。

那就是一個(gè)隱匿于洞中的水潭。平時(shí)，這個(gè)洞被海水所淹沒，一年當(dāng)中只有海潮降落到最低，以至低于水潭時(shí)，人們才能在這難得的短時(shí)間內(nèi)看見它。

也許正應(yīng)如此，它獲得了某種特殊的美。我選好這樣一個(gè)低潮的時(shí)機(jī)，希望能看一眼水潭。

根據(jù)推算，潮水將在清晨退下去。我知道，如果不刮西北風(fēng)，遠(yuǎn)處的風(fēng)暴不再掀起驚濤駭浪進(jìn)行干擾，海平面就會落得比水潭的入口還低。

夜里突然下了幾場預(yù)示不祥的陣雨，一把把碎石般的雨點(diǎn)被拋到屋頂上。清晨我向外眺望，只見天空籠罩著灰蒙蒙的曙光，只是太陽還沒有升起。

水和空氣一片暗淡。一輪明月掛在海灣對面的西天上，月下灰暗的一線就是遠(yuǎn)方的海岸——8月的望月把海潮吸得很低，直到那與人世隔離的海的世界的門檻。

在我觀望的時(shí)候，一只海鷗飛過云杉。呼之欲出的太陽把它的腹部映成粉色。

天終于晴了。后來，當(dāng)我在高于海潮的水潭入口處附近站著時(shí)，四周已是瑰紅色的晨光。

從我立腳的峭巖底部，一塊被青苔覆蓋的礁石伸向大海的最深處。海水拍擊著礁石周圍，水藻上下左右地飄動，像皮面般滑溜發(fā)亮。

通往隱藏的小洞和洞中水潭的路徑是那些凸現(xiàn)的礁石。間或。

【第3句】：描寫風(fēng)景的英文句子

詩歌。

一。 Spring Robert McCracken Today is the day when bold kites fly, When cumulus clouds roar across the sky. When robins return, when children cheer, When light rain beckons spring to appear. Today is the day when daffodils bloom, Which children pick to fill the room, Today is the day when grasses green, When leaves burst forth for spring to be seen 二。

April Days Days of witchery,subtly sweet, When every hell anstree finds heart, When witer and spring like lovers meet In the mist of noon and part--- In the April days. Nights when the wood frogs faintly peep Once-twice-and then are still, And the woodpeckers' martial voices sweep Like bugle notes from hill to hill- Through the pulseless haze Days when the soil is warm with rain, And through the wood the shy wind steals, Rich with the pine and the poplar smell, And the joyous earth like a dancer reels- Through the April days! Springtime When springtime comes upon us Filling freshness in the air Showing natures own beauty With flowers blooming everywhere. Trees start slowly budding Opening to the sun's warm rays Start the birds to singing Touching our hearts in these ways. The grass starts turning greener Pushing up out of the ground. Nature is waking up Sending forth her beautiful sound. Kenng Rutherford 詩句。 when in spring the sweet showers fall That pierce winter's drought to the root and all。

文章。 A Spring Morning It was early in the spring morning. The sun was just rising out of the eastern horizon? emitting steaks of red hue through the clouds and across the sky. Soon the campus was battled in the first rays of the sun. The lake? the trees and the bamboos looked as if they were all gilded. The ground was covered with tender grasses and the beaded dewdrops stood on their tips and reflected the sunshine. Birds flew about in the woods twittering restlessly. Some boy students who were absorbed in reading leaned against the trees with buds peeping out from within the gray barks. A couple of girl students read English aloud while walking up and down the gravel path around the lake? where a sort of stream rose? forming a thin mist. It was really a morning of beauty? of vigor and of hope. Today, look at the blue sky, hear the grass growing beneath your feet, inhale the scent of spring, let the fruits of the earth linger on your tongue, reach out and embrace those you love. Ask Spirit to awaken your awareness to the sacredness of your sensory perceptions. What a miracle it is. No matter how long the winter, how hard the frost or how deep the snow, Nature triumphs. No season is awaited so eagerly or welcomed so warmly as spring…Each year I am astonished by the wealth of flowers the season gives us: the subtlety of the wild primroses and violets, the rich palette of crocus in the parks, tall soldier tulips and proud trumpeting daffodils and narcissi. Picture this: The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full of red dust. The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells, and the grass under foot had a reflection of blue sky in it. Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment. In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth. Spring are not always the same.In some years,April bursts upon Virginia hills in one prodigious leap-and all the stage is filled at once,whole choruses of tulips,arabesques of forsythia,cadenzas of flowering plum.The trees grow leavws overnight. In other years,spring tipoes in.It pauses,overcome by shyness,like my grandchild at the door,peeping in,ducking out of sight,giggling in the hallway."I know you are out there,"I cry."Come in”And April slips into our arms. The dogwood bud, pale green,is inlaid with russet markings.Within the perfect cup a score of clustered seeds are nestled.One examines the bud in awe:Where were those seeds a month ago?The apples display their milliner's scraps of ivory silk,rose-tinged.All the sleeping things wake it,feel it, crumble April in your hands. Look to the rue anemone,if you will,or the pea patch,or to the stubborn weed that thrusts its shoulders through a city street.This is how it was,is now,and ever shall be, the world without end.In the serene certainty of spring recurring,who fear the distant fall?。

【第4句】：推薦一些比較優(yōu)美的描寫風(fēng)景的英文句子,采納好的

日出江花紅勝火，春來江水綠如藍(lán)。

——白居易《憶江南》

黃四娘家花滿蹊，千朵萬朵壓枝低。留連戲蝶時(shí)時(shí)舞，自在嬌鶯恰恰啼。

——杜甫《江畔獨(dú)步尋花》

碧玉妝成一樹高，萬條垂下綠絲絳。

——賀知章《詠柳》

遲日江山麗，春風(fēng)花草香。泥融飛燕子，沙暖睡鴛鴦。

——杜甫《絕句》

渭城朝雨浥輕塵，客舍青青柳色新。

——王維《送元二使安西》

兩個(gè)黃鸝鳴翠柳，一行白鷺上青天。

——杜甫《絕句》

竹外桃花三兩枝，春江水暖鴨先知。

——蘇軾《惠崇〈春江晚景〉》

西塞山前白鷺飛，桃花流水鱖魚肥。

——張志和《漁歌子》

春色滿園關(guān)不住，一枝紅杏出墻來。

——葉紹翁《游園不值》

勝日尋芳泗水濱，無邊光景一時(shí)新。

——朱熹《春日》

千里鶯啼綠映紅，水村山郭酒旗風(fēng)。南朝四百八十寺，多少樓臺煙雨中。

——杜牧《江南春》

忽如一夜春風(fēng)來，千樹萬樹梨花開。岑殘《白雪歌送武判官歸京》

渭城朝雨邑輕塵，客舍青青柳色新。王維《渭城曲》

春江潮水連海平，海上明月共潮生。張若虛《春江花月夜》

【第5句】：形容風(fēng)景英語句子

描寫風(fēng)景的英文句子： The trees, like the longings of the earth, stand atiptoe to peep at the heaven. 群樹如表示大地的愿望似的，踮起腳來向天空窺望。

The fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing. But Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air. 水里的游魚是沉默的，陸地上的獸類是喧鬧的，空中的飛鳥是歌唱著的。但是，人類卻兼有海里的沉默，地上的喧鬧與空中的音樂。

The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making the music of sadness。世界在躊躇之心的琴弦上跑過去，奏出憂郁的樂聲。

spring is a lot of rain,summer is hot,autumn is the best season in a year,it is cool and busy ,winter is cold and sonetimes snowy. 春天是多雨的，夏天是炎熱的，秋天是一年中最好的季節(jié)，它很涼爽而且忙碌，冬天是寒冷的，有時(shí)會下雪。條條小河宛如藍(lán)色的緞帶纏繞著一望無際的綠色田野，遠(yuǎn)處一座座造型古樸、色彩和諧的小屋，一派美麗動人的田園風(fēng)光！ A creek twines the vast green field just like the blue color satin ribbon, a distant place modelling is being plain, color harmonious hut, a school of beautiful moving rural scenery！一座座古老的風(fēng)車，風(fēng)車的風(fēng)葉像張開的翅膀，迎風(fēng)轉(zhuǎn)動，與綠草、野花構(gòu)成了獨(dú)特的景致更為這童話般世界增添神奇色彩！ An ancient windmill, windmill's wind leaf opens likely the wing, rotates against the wind, with the green grass, the wild flower constituted the unique view this fairy tale world addition mysterious color！一對對色彩鮮艷、精致絢麗，象征著甜蜜愛情的木鞋！還有那華麗的郁金香傾倒無數(shù)情人??郁金香飄香的季節(jié)，嬌艷嫵媚的女孩的笑容如花傳芬芳?? 幽幽湖邊，風(fēng)車，綠草，小房，多愜意紅紅火火郁金香花田，陣陣芳香，風(fēng)車悠悠轉(zhuǎn)！這是夢嗎？ A right color bright, fine gorgeous, is drafting the happy love sabot likely! Also has that magnificent tulip to fall the season which innumerable sweetheart 。

the tulip smells as sweet, the tender and beautiful charming girl's smiling face like flower passes on fragrantly 。

Spooky bund, windmill, green grass, den, satisfied prosperous curcumafragrant flowers field, intermittent fragrant, windmill long extension! This is the dream？高高的建筑也是一種藝術(shù)品，古典、優(yōu)雅，像一幅濃郁的油漆彩畫！到處彌漫著綠色，連空氣也飄著青草味四周一片綠油油，綠色的驚艷，風(fēng)車也停下來，陶醉在美景中。

【第6句】：誰能給一些英語描寫景色的好句子

Gorgeous moon adorns spring night, with the earth. the sky like the face of the transparency of the sea, and quiet, broad, and mysterious. luxuriant star, like the sea sweet little fire, twinkling, a tiny light. the fields and villages, trees, in the quiet sleep, on the silver gauze. the hill, like clouds, like the sea island, as though to call the night cruise ships, and shining up a red light 。

意思為：皎潔的月光裝飾了春天的夜空，也裝飾了大地。夜空像無邊無際的透明的大海，安靜、廣闊、而又神秘。

繁密的星，如同海水里漾起的小火花，閃閃爍爍的，跳動著細(xì)小的光點(diǎn)。田野、村莊、樹木，在幽靜的睡眠里，披著銀色的薄紗。

山，隱隱約約，像云，又像海上的島嶼，仿佛為了召喚夜航的船只，不時(shí)地閃亮起一點(diǎn)兩點(diǎn)嫣紅的火光。

【第7句】：英語寫風(fēng)景的句子