Now write in a paragragh what you would see hear sence in a forest
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Use every shade of green that can be imagined, every shape and size of leaf that could be thought of. Imagine trees with smooth bark, rough bark, peeling bark, rotting bark…the smell of pine trees mixed with the distinct aroma of fetid earth. Rustling sounds of small animals scurrying under the thick ferns and over the thousands of brittle branches and twigs… the constant sound of a breeze, gently swaying in its caress…birds twittering and flying from tree to tree.
You may hear the gentle gurgling of a small creek and the forest hides all the animals that drink from that creek. Sunlight making polka-dots on the ground, lighting up dead tree trunks where shelf fungus grows like dinner plates for the creatures inhabiting its sanctuary.
II. LEAVES
– Rays of mellow sunlight filtered through the verdurous canopy, penetrating through the leaves and casting an unearthly green–gold luminescence over the ground.
– They were in varying shades of green: some were still budding, emerging a fresh, limey color into the summer, whilst the grown, flatly panned leaves were brushed a lush emerald under the overhead sun.
– The soft crunch of them on the ground made her wistful. They were a faded, shredded tapestry of autumn, she thought as she remembered the crisp golden hues and the vibrant oranges that had blanketed the forest floor the last time she had visited it. She remembered how they’d danced, pirouetted from the naked trees in a shower of color, bringing a warmth to the biting chill that was beginning to settle in.
TREES
– Gnarled roots dipped into and out of the ground and twisted branches reached down, fingers grasping thin air.
– The trees were ancient, timeless as they disappeared into the sky, rough with age, yet their roughness had been worn down by the soft greenness of moss that had slowly made them home.
– Some trees were wreathed in ivy, ever frozen in its embrace, whilst others were still bare; young shoots that hadn’t enough time to have claimed companions.
GROUND
– Wet from the late spring rainfall, the ground was dark and damp. The curled brown leaves were half-embedded in it, trampled by the occasional dog walker, and the small prints of rodents and birds were crisply remembered by its form.
III.
A forest can be thick, humid, or dense. It could also be described as barren or desolate during the winter, or eerie and terrifying at nighttime. A forest that has been in a fire could be described as austere or sad, while a healthy forest could be described as alive, and astir with life. Some words to describe a mossy green forest are: a deep green carpet; a sea of deep green plant life; a green habitat; spores engulfing the trees; full of moss; overgrown with moss; and moss-like growth.