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Descriptive Phrases on Scenery

Beautiful Scenery
- The air seemed scented with the sweet aroma of flowers.
- I paused to look at the gay flowers that rioted in the garden.
- Low hills ringed the valley, rolling away into a blue haze of high mountain peaks.
- In the distance towered a snow-capped, beautifully symmetrical volcanic mountain.
- Thick, heavy branches and lush dense foliage provided a cool shelter for my languid
afternoons.
- Washed and dusted, the trees glittered and the hordes of parrots came back to flash
their rainbow bodies amid the timber more loquacious than before.

Seaview
- Beautiful beaches encircled the island.
- The ocean seemed to be gleaming a luminous blue.

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- The Atlantic spread out before them like a piece of pale blue china.
- A gentle breeze came up to sin white drifts of sea water over the beach.
- The soothing, repetitive sounds of the lapping waves came together in a gentle,
hypnotic melody, casting a spell of serene tranquility over the mesmerizing scene.
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Dull Scenery
- The grey brown land was devoid of life except for an occasional snake.
- The recent rains had dampened the wild flowers in the fields and they now look
battered and bedraggled.
- The countryside was awash with sheeting rain, howling with boisterous winds and
robbed of all color by the ashen skies.
- In the distance, giant overarching trees reached towards the sky their dense foliage
casting a mosaic of shadows on the ground.

Harsh Scenery
- They were halted by a seemingly insurmountable rocky mountain range.
- Gigantic waves crashed on the rocks around us in a pandemonium of sound.
- The rock was hard as flint and a fall would have meant serious lacerations and broken
bones.

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- The streetlamps from the surrounding rounds were casting a misty glow strong enough
to silhouette a group of people making their way across the road.
- The alley was dark, bitter and cold. Sights of beggars filled the street. The place was
like a pigs sty trash cans, pieces of torn newspaper floated around as the breeze
went by. Scraps of food littered the place. Despite the blistering cold, she waited for
him.
- All the lights in the houses were on. A row of lamp posts stood upright on the road-
divider. The two lights on top of every post looked like the feelers of a cockroach,
pointing horizontally at both sides of the road and staring at the incessant movement
of vehicles and pedestrians.

Sunrise/Sunset
- The sun rays glint brightly in the clear waters.
- The sunset was glorious, all rosy and salmon-pink.
- The sun-lit sky and sea blend perfectly into each other.

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- The awe-inspiring sun danced in from the horizon.
- Dews on the blades of grass sparkled in the sunlight.
- The high sunlit clouds drifted across a clear blue sky.
- A torch of fire started to light up the darkness around us.
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- Basking in the golden rays, I hope to have a flattering tan.
- The unending bright sky was glorious luminous blue and pink.
- The sky was overwhelmed by crimson and amber-tinted clouds.
- The sun filtered through the clouds, signaling the end of the rain.
- It was a blindingly hot day and the humidity in the air was stifling.
- The whole landscape was bathed in the warm glow of the rising sun.
- Palm trees swayed to the gentle breeze in the warm tropical sunshine.
- The sun and the moon were visible in the clear blue early morning sky.
- The sun shone brilliantly and the water in the pond glittered invitingly.
- Windows threw wide in the hope of tempting in a non-existent breeze.
- A golden glow spread across the sky as the sun chased the dark clouds away.
- As the sun set, the few thin strips of clouds on the horizon turned shimmering gold.
- It was a lovely walk, with the sun setting behind the mountain in a sea of liquid gold.
- From freezing night, it turned to scorching day as the sun climbed towards its zenith.
- The sun shone more kindly now and the trees which framed the scene were golden and
lovely.

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- The sun rose in a pool of crimson and gold, spilling light all over the land and the
white clouds.
- The pond was bathed in a golden hue by the gentle sunlight and the water was as
clear as crystal.
- The morning sunshine wafted gently in, diffusing across the room. A mild heat
radiated round, - wrapping us in an invisible shawl of warmth.
- The sky began to glow as the flaming orb rose from the horizon and ignited the sky
causing it to burst into a bright, passionate mix of scarlet and yellow.
- The sky was a delightful expanse of azure blue. The clouds have no place in the
morning sky as the majestic sun reigned supreme.
- The warm rays of the morning sun were caressing my chubby cheeks.

Night
- A smothering blanket of darkness covered us.
- A single shaft of moonlight penetrated the overhanging clouds.

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- The moon was abnormally large and it bathed the earth with its luminous glow.
- Fireworks blossomed in the night sky, turning to giant flowers of pink, orange and
green.
- We could hear the chorus of frogs from the creek and the myriad softer sounds that
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stir in the night.
- The evening was very still and the darkness carried the faint perfume of flowers and
the scent of the dew-rinsed earth.
- There was a haze in the sky, so the moon was surrounded by bluish rings. It looked
like a beautiful silver ball sitting on a velvet cushion. My brother merely remarked, "It's
going to rain tomorrow."

Lightning & Thunder

- Lightning and thunder raged with fury.
- Flashes of lightning lit up clusters of seething clouds.
- Thunder came marching from far away with increasing tread.
- A thunderous boom reverberated among the distant mountains.
- A bolt of lightning tore across the sky and a peal of thunder followed.
- The sky seemed as if on fire - ablaze with streaks of luminous purple.
- A flash of forked lightning and a great clap of thunder came close upon each other.
- A deep, booming burst of thunder rumbled fiercely, followed quickly by bright, blue

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bolts flashing across the sky. For a brief moment the sky was illuminated and the clouds
looked strange - both bronze and black at the same time, both magnificent and
fearsome.

Rain
- Rain pelted down from the skies.
- A curtain of rain beat down the heavens.
- The howling of the wind frightened us all.
- It was a cold grey afternoon with a dull sky threatening rain.
- The wind was howling and soon there was a heavy downpour.
- The sky above was full of tumultuous, dark and ragged clouds.
- Rumbling clouds closed in over us, forming a thick, grey canopy.
- The rain beat across the field in solid sheets, driven by a strong wind.
- The wind was sighing and thrashing in the tree tops and the boughs moaned.
- Thick black clouds and thunder rolled in from the west and rain began to fall.

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- The morning was cold and wet with a brisk wind sweeping the rain across the land.
- A cloud, ominous and black, drifted over the mountain and released a sudden shower.
- Little white clouds drifted lazily across the sky, hardly casting the slightest shadow on
the sun.
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- Masses of heavy black clouds opened their gates together and drenched us with a wall
of cooling rain.
- The sun was blotted out by huge black clouds which were racing across the sky blown
along by a strong wind.
- The sky seemed to be one huge grey cloud, with occasional chinks showing a brief
glimpse of the bright blue above it.
- Only a light patch in the middle showed where the sun had fought - and lost - to
break through the impenetrable cover.
- The gloomy sky was shrouded with dark and heavy clouds. I walked alone in the
streets surrounded with a deafening silence that could make your imagination run wild. I
sometimes felt as if my every move was being watched and a ferocious beast was lurking
in the intimidating darkness of the forest ready to pounce on me and shred me into
pieces.
- I was consumed in darkness. The slightest sound could even bring the bravest man
down o his feet. My eyes darted around anticipating any sudden movements among the
trees and bushes. The cold breeze that felt as soft as cotton made my hair stand on

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ends. The rustling of the leaves did not comfort me at all but instead I wished I were
deaf than to hear such heart-stopping sounds that could make any person run helter-
skelter.

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