Words and sentences describing ponds

1. Quote the words describing the pond:

Beautiful sentences describing the pond

1, the surface of the pool is not large, one acre square, and the quiet water surface can not help but remind people of Zhu's poem: "Half an acre square, the pool opens, and the clear sky and Wan Li clouds fall", which is the most touching portrayal of the pool water. Listening to frogs in summer, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond, and watching the water in winter, sparkling under the sunshine, is pleasing to the eye and makes people feel good.

The most wonderful thing is the vitality in the pond. People nearby put some wooden stakes in the water, paved boards, built a shed and put some ducks in the pond. At noon, the sun is warm, and the ducks enjoy themselves on the water. Some of them plunged into the water, leaving a tail stuck high, or flapping their wings and stretching their waists. Some peck at the vines and leaves left above, and you fight for it; Some of them are swimming freely, gently shaking brown flippers, white clothes and bright red necks. Ducks who are tired of swimming stand on the scaffolding, pecking their own feathers, or shaking their heads and tails, shaking off the splash, or squatting aside, curled up into a ball, closed their eyes and rested comfortably.

Groups of fish in the pond gather on the surface of the water, spit bubbles, or swim under the grass. The pond is surrounded by a ridge of fields, with all kinds of melons and vegetables, which are neat and lush and green all year round. You can often see nearby peasant women, carrying buckets and watering pots, coming to the water to water vegetables. Bang, a long-handled ladle slapped the water surface, splashing a little.

The pond is such an ink painting, full of sparkling water, dense water vapor, noisy afternoon and silent morning and evening. Maybe the days are different and the customs are varied, but we just miss it inadvertently and quietly.

It's interesting to catch tadpoles by the pond in spring. A pool of spring water is as green as jade, and the surface of the pool is as quiet as a crystal mirror, reflecting the surrounding flowers and trees on it. When the sun goes down, the water in the pond is as red as the sun. Little friends can catch tadpoles or small conchs every morning. Only open the bottles, seize the opportunity and fish them into the water.

6. In summer, the lotus blooms in the pond, and the pink lotus blooms one after another? Women are dancing, and the ugliest thing is the red lotus in the pond, which sets off the blue lotus leaf. It's the beautiful lace on her colorful dress, and it's the turning water drops on the green leaves. Under the sunshine, the silver is shining and crystal clear, like countless jewels embedded in the lotus leaf.

7. In autumn, the grass turns yellow, the trees lose their leaves, chrysanthemums bloom, and all kinds of chrysanthemums bloom beside the pond, making the pond more beautiful. Chrysanthemum stamens are yellow, petals are layered and bright.

In winter, the pond freezes and people play all kinds of tricks on it. From a distance, the ice is crystal clear, like white jade. Children often skate, make snowmen and have snowball fights here. Very happy, in the pond, every festival is beautiful.

2. A beautiful sentence describing the pond A sentence describing the pond

1. In winter, the pond became quiet, but there was no pond in the cold winter. He is still so green and beautiful, and pine trees and bamboo accompany the pond together.

2. The rain falls on the pond, bubbling like a pot, bulging, copying and disappearing, disappearing and bulging.

3. The swimming pool in Zhan Qing, Zhan Qing is like transparent blue glass. You can clearly see groups of fish swimming around in the pond.

4. The residual lotus stalks in the pond in front of the door suddenly shook in a hurry, and then the red carp jumped over the dead calm water.

Autumn has come, and the leaves have fallen one by one, but the green bamboo is still so green. It rustles in the autumn wind, like a beautiful music. Pine trees bear pine cones, one by one hanging on the tree, looking at the green pond. Under the autumn wind, the pond gives off the sound of running water.

3. The statement describing the pond ◇ Say ~ Song and Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants are very sweet.

Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.

Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages! ◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.

◇ ode to hibiscus ~ Yue Qingfeng in the Southern Dynasties shook purple leaves and exposed Zhu Shi lightly. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.

◇ picking lotus ~ In the Southern Dynasties, Wu Liang Dai mixed flowers, and Luoyi hung Qinghe. Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan.

Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, this lotus is fresh.

◇ Poems about Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in the north of Hongze River, which can be used to rejuvenate. Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun.

Moving to the fish pond is a great loss. How to frost dew, should be with the canopy.

◇ chanting concentric hibiscus ~ Duke Du of Sui displayed lotus flowers, and graceful water came out. Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red.

The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong drew countless companions and untied himself. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.

The boat docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.

◇ Ancient style (its twenty-six) ~ Tang Li Baibi is born in quiet spring, sunny and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the frost disappear. If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.

◇ Lotus-picking Song ~ Xiao Weijin paddled a Mulan boat in South Liu Liang, playing with lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.

The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering.

◇ There is a gift of folding lotus ~ Tang Li Bai is playing autumn water by the river, loving this red and fresh. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round.

This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.

◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin is colorless and compatible. Why not be fragrant? Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late.

Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.

◇ Lotus ~ Wenlutang shakes the star gold, and rolls the orchid into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

Go out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli at night. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

◇ hibiscus on the money pool ~ Jiangnan will rest in September, and hibiscus will turn to Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.

Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon. It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.

◇ A plum cut ~ Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance in the Northern Song Dynasty can ruin Yuqiu, relieve Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. ◇ Su Curtain Covered ~ Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the heat in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.

My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong Dongjiatan is a vast desert with green trees facing the water inlet. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.

◇ Hibiscus ~ The most pitiful thing about Zheng Qing Banqiao is a few blushing scars, and there is a small bamboo door beside the Shuiwai Bridge. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.

◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, leisure, Xiao Wen, bid farewell to Anyi ancient town, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn. Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.

In summer, the mountain light suddenly goes out in the west of Nanting Sixin-Meng Haoran, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. ◇ Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are faintly thundering outside the Furong Pool.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Making friends in summer ~ Ji Xu is free, sleeping alone and the water steps are quiet.

The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.

◇ There is more hatred in the sand and snow in Huanxi, and more red tears cry for Gusu, leaning on the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.

◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a float boat, crossed the lotus pond, and called the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.

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The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.

How about Sun Guangxian in Sidi Township? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.

Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and the Qing people come back.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

◇ After picking the lotus flowers of Mulberry and Ouyang Xiu, the West Lake is good. You don't need to mark the wine, and the green cover of the red building will follow. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu's rain fell on the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the rain dripped and broke the lotus sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.

We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.

The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

◇ Autumn dusk in Liuyong, Gan Caozi, is littered with fallen lotus, and every pearl is raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.

I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written. ◇ butterfly lovers, Yan's first "Frost Twist" was a great disappointment.

Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave.

Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises. Lotus is delicate and full of tears.

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4. Poems describing the pond: Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. Xiao He only showed sharp horns, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head. I have a feeling of reading (1). Zhu's half-acre square pond opened in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the sky is cloudy. How can the canal be so clear? In order to have flowing water, it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs' eyes are silent and trickle everywhere in the grass pond. The shade of trees shines on the water, which makes them return to the boat gently at dusk and walk into the depths of the lotus in a daze. Fight for the crossing, fight for the crossing, and start a pool of gulls and herons ◇ Qiantang hibiscus ~ flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns in Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still misty and sad. No pond is cold. Man Fang Ting and Huang Tingjian are clear, the new one is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron lotus path picks up duckweed. The fragrance is over the column and red and thin. The wind is clear and the pool is full, and the water is full of stars. It's nice to hear, the light rain has passed, and the algae are flourishing.

5. Words describing the pond ◇ Say ~ Song and Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants are very sweet.