英语作文 风景描写

Autumn is my favorite season,and it is the fascinating autumn that makes up for

the wet sky is clear and the air is crisp in this beautiful frosts

put on their sober brown and yellow,while some trees are nipped by the forsts into

brilliant

dyes

of

orang,purple

and

small

birds

with

its

red-tipped

wings

and

yellow-tipped

tail

are

fluttering,chirping

and

frolicking

to

have

their

farewell

banquets.

When

sun

is

setting,spiling

gold

light

on

the

charming

forests,golden-edged

clouds

are

rolling

the

twilight

the

rosy

clouds

are

gorgeous,which

reminds

me of the deep orange sea is blend with the melon yellow sky in the horizon.

All of those scenes consists of a bewitching picture which delights the eye.

秋日掠影

It

was,

as

I

have

said,

a

fine

autumnal

day,

the

sky

was

clear

and

serene,

and

naturethat

rich

and

olden

livery

which

we

always

associate

with

the

idea

of

abund(wore) ance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some

trees of the tendered kink had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange,

purple

and

scarlet.

Streaming

files

of

wild

ducks

began

to

make

their

appearance

high in the air; the bark of the squirrel might be heard from the groves of beach and

hickory nuts, and the pensive whistle of the quail at intervals from the neighboring

stubble-field.

The small birds were taking their farewell banquets. In the fullness of their revelry,

they fluttered, chirping and frolicking, from bush to bush, and tree to tree, capricious

from the very profusion and variety around them. There was the honest cock- robin

the

favorite

game

of

stripling

sportsmen,

with

its

loud

querulous

note;

and

the

twittering

blackbirds

flying

the

sable

clouds;

and

the

golden-winged

woodpecker,

with his crimson crest, his broad black gorget, and splendid plumage; and the cedar

bird, with its red-tipped wings and yellow-tipped tail, and its little monteiro cap of

feathers;

and

the

blue-jay,

that

noisy

coxcomb,

in

his

gay

lightblue

coat

and

white

under-clothes;

screaming

and

chattering,

nodding

and

bobbing

and

bowing,

and

pretending to be on good terms with every songster of the grove.

livery

服装，衣着

beech

山毛榉

hickory

山核桃

pensive

沉思的，忧郁的

quail

北美鹑

stubble- field

收割后（布满茬儿）的田地

revelry

狂欢，喧闹

flutter

振翅，展翼

frolic

嬉戏，闹着玩

stripling

年轻人，小伙子

querulous

爱发牢骚的，抱 怨的

blackbird

黑鸟，乌鸦

sable

深褐色的

woodpecker

啄木鸟

gorget

（鸟）颈部色斑

plumage

鸟的全身羽毛

cedar bird

黄连鸟

monteiro cap

有帽沿的圆猎帽

blue-jay

有冠蓝背悭鸟

coxcomb

纨绔子，花花公子

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Valley at Sunset

山谷夕照

The set was setting, spilling gold light on the low western hills of Rathlin Island. A

small boy walked jauntily along a hoof-printed path that wriggle between the folds of

these

hills

and

opened

out

into

a

crater-like

valley

on

the

cliff-top.

Presently

he

stopped

as

if

remembering

something,

then

suddenly

he

left

the

path

and

began

running up one of the hills. When he reached the top he was out of breath and stood

watching

streaks

of

light

radiating

from

golden-edged

clouds,

the

scene

reminding

him of a picture he had seen of the Transfiguration. A short distance below him was

the cow standing at the edge of a reedy lake. Colm ran down to meet her vaving his

stick in the air, and the wind rumbling in his ears made him give an exultant whoop

which splashed upon the hills in a shower of echoed sound. A flock of gulls lying on

the short grass near the lake rose up languidly, drifting like blown snowflakes over

the rim of the cliff.

The lake faced west and was fed by a stream, the drainings of the semi- circling

hills.

One

side

was

open

to

the

winds

from

the

sea

and

in

winter

a

little

outlet

trickled over the cliffs making a black vein in their gray sides. The boy lifted stones

and began throwing them into the lake, weaving web after web on its calm surface.

Then he skimmed the water with flat stones, some of them jumping the surface and

coming to rest on the other side. He was delighted with himself and after listening to

his echoing shouts of delighted he ran to fetch his cow. Gently he tapped her on the

side and reluctantly she went towards the brown-mudded path that led out of the

valley. The boy was about to throw a final stone into the lake when a bird flew low

over his head, its neck astrain, and its orange-colored legs clear in the soft light. It

was a wild duck. It circles the lake twice, thrice, coming lower each time and then

with

a

nervous

flapping

of

wing

it

skidded

along

the

surface,

its

legs

breaking

the

water into a series of silvery arcs. Its wings closed, it lit silently, gave a slight shiver,

and began pecking indifferently at the water.

jauntily

hoof-printed

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