Secondly, lightning sometimes cuts through the dark night sky with its dazzling white light, illuminating the frantic seedlings in the storm and the struggling figures in the heavy rain. In a flash, lightning disappeared, heaven and earth merged into one, and everything was swallowed up by endless darkness. ...
Third, the wind caressed the crops, sometimes bent and sometimes raised, as if the earth was breathing rhythmically, and the mature wheat was full of vitality. Where does the wind come from? There is a whisper among the wheat ears.
Fourth, she is ugly, of medium height, with long curly hair, sometimes shawls and sometimes ponytails. Wearing a pair of half-rimmed myopia glasses, she looks gentle and knowledgeable.
5. The wicker sometimes brushed your cheek, sometimes brushed your head and shoulders, plus the slight sculling sound and the beautiful piano sound in the distance, how intoxicating!
6. Life is a sea, sometimes rough and sometimes calm; Life is a lamp, sometimes shining, sometimes unknown; Life is a tree, sometimes lush, sometimes sparse; Life is a road, sometimes bumpy and sometimes wide and unimpeded.
Seven, fireworks sometimes like a fairy scattered flowers, sometimes like a flame, sometimes like a butterfly flying, sometimes like a bud.
Eight, great men should be born in time, rise and fall, and have fun with others.
Nine, the most beautiful thing in the world is water, sometimes flawless and warm, sometimes magnificent, sometimes smart and lovely ..., wandering among them, people really appreciate the beauty and intoxicating charm of nature, and nature will always be a great handicraft.
Ten, I saw fireworks soaring into the sky, gradually dispersed, forming countless flowers that are sometimes red, sometimes yellow and sometimes green. Then, fireworks fell from the sky like meteors. Don't mention how happy you are!
Eleven, summer is a pool of water, sometimes crystal clear, sometimes unexpected. Summer is an abstract painting. If you appreciate it from different angles, you will have different feelings. Summer is another gorgeous chapter, with countless wonderful words and expressions, which make people memorable.
Twelve, the wise man seeks according to the time, and the fool moves against the time.
Thirteen, swans sometimes hold their necks high and look like generals; Sometimes it's more elegant than a fairy to raise your neck and bow your head.
Fourteen, the gentleman hides the device in the body and waits for it to move.
15. The white clouds in the valley sometimes roll into cotton-wool clouds, and sometimes grow into long filaments, which float around this mountain peak and away from another mountain peak.
Sixteen, the night sky in early winter is as elegant as chocolate. Comfortable and cozy, the cold wind sometimes blows across the earth ... Sometimes the songs are humming in my ears ... The sweetness of the scene can not help but make people feel beautiful envy.
Seventeen, in the evening, Jiangnan Cultural Park is more beautiful! High-rise buildings are resplendent and dazzling with colorful lights. Fountains of various colors spewed out of the lake. Fountains sometimes fly like dragons; Sometimes it falls from the sky like a waterfall; Sometimes it's like countless flowers blooming. ...
Looking forward from the broken bridge, the sun shines on the lake, shining with blue waves and golden light. Waterbirds sometimes skim the blue sky and white clouds, and sometimes gently brush the water. What a beautiful fairyland on earth! This scene is beautiful.
Nineteen, it's like a crazy person who lost his mind, jumping around in this wide yard. It sometimes rolls up the broken leaves of firewood on the ground, throws them east and west, flies high in the air and pushes them into the corner.
This puppy is beautiful, its fur is black and shiny, and its four little feet are actually white, as if to show off how clean it is. Beibei has drooping ears and big eyes, as if to catch a thief.
2 1. The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... people often become stronger after the test of big winds and waves.
22. In summer, the grass changed from light green to emerald green. From children to young people. The grass has grown to my knees. A gust of wind blew, and the grass danced, sometimes with open arms, as if embracing the beautiful nature. At this time, the earth is full of vitality, because of the grass.
Jia Baoyu: His face is like a mid-autumn moon, his color is like spring flowers, his temples are like knives, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his face is like peach petals, and his eyes are like eyes. Although he is angry, he sometimes smiles, just like a pair of affectionate faces, his face is like powder, his lips are like fat, and he always smiles. Naturally, he is coquettish, all between the eyebrows and eyes, and his life is full of different styles.
24. There is a small shallow pool made of bluestone under the spring, and there is some water in it. Every grain of sand at the bottom of the pool can be seen clearly. Sometimes, the sand is pulled up, and the spring water is rarely turbid, but soon, the sand is beautifully immersed in the bottom of the pool, and the spring water is still so clear.
25. Summer is the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom. This year, the lotus in Nanyuan is particularly lush. Look at the blue waves deep in the lotus pond. Fairy Lingbo appears from time to time and rises in the breeze from time to time. They are dancing gracefully to the man in pink.
Twenty-six years old, with a slender figure as a benchmark, a healthy complexion like wheat, knife-cut eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin but tight lips, and a pair of dark green eyes flashing from time to time, he has a faint cool thin breath in a big city.
Twenty-seven, the spring rain is soft, I saw the spring rain hitting the bamboo branches and leaves. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.
Twenty-eight, look! The clear sky is inlaid with pieces of shiny spar, and naturally it is known as a star. The vast sky is like a huge screen, and those little stars are embedded in the blue screen like gems. They blink from time to time, as if looking at the earth!
Crucially, leaves are the messengers of autumn. In order to make people feel that autumn is not so difficult, they dress themselves up as if they were planning an autumn party. Look, how happy they are. They sometimes fall in a straight line, sometimes rotate and swing, and sometimes cross turns. What a bright autumn leaf painting!
Thirty, summer is like a warm-blooded soldier, and the blazing sun is his shining armor; Summer is like a vibrant girl, and the green leaves of the trees are her gorgeous dresses; Summer is like a lovely child playing with leather. Sometimes it is windy, sometimes it rains, and sometimes sunny weather is his vivid performance.
Thirty-one, sometimes an autumn wind blows, the sea rolls up spray, and the shape of the spray is varied: sometimes it forms a rabbit; Sometimes it becomes a little tiger; Sometimes it brings dragons to life ... but the sea is like a beautiful and gentle mother, holding these lovely and innocent animals tightly in her arms and making them feel how happy they are. ...
Thirty-two, the old man under the lamp: When many people fall asleep, there is a desk lamp in the yard, which is particularly bright. There is an old man sitting under the lamp. Sometimes he meditates, sometimes he picks up a pen and writes on paper. The old man is nearly seventy years old, with gray temples and two bright eyes on his thin face.
Thirty-three, the stars in the sky are sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like smiling little bells, which are the innocence in people's hearts.
34. The trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; Sometimes standing still; Sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still blooming, bees are still busy collecting honey, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.
35. The firecrackers in the Spring Festival are very noisy. Sometimes, like stars, they explode in the night sky; Sometimes it is like rolling thunder, and the roar is constant.
Thirty-six, summer has come, and with the rain, the river has widened from time to time; Sometimes narrow; Sometimes very slow; Sometimes in a hurry. This river has become a free swimming pool for hometown people. This river is a paradise for children.
37. The annual rainy season has arrived again. Tears are dripping day and night, sometimes heartbreaking and sometimes crying, just like when a person is hit, tears are dripping.
Thirty-eight, the moon is like a boat, with two curved tips; The moon is like a plate, round and clean; The moon is like a child, sometimes playing hide-and-seek with me; The moon is like an angel, guarding you and me.
Thirty-nine, the northwest wind is like a drunkard, wandering in front of every house in the town on the snowy plain, sometimes letting go of his throat and growling, and sometimes it seems that he is tired of breathing.
Forty, fireworks are sometimes like fairy flowers, sometimes like flames, sometimes like butterflies flying, sometimes like budding. Red symbolizes happiness, blue symbolizes wisdom, green symbolizes vitality, yellow symbolizes warmth, and purple symbolizes romance and colorful, which is intoxicating and fascinating.
Forty-one, the stream comes from the mountain, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, singing all the way through my hometown.
Forty-two, sometimes, there are early, middle and late points; Day means today, yesterday and tomorrow; Physiologically, there is a period of youth, strength and love.
Forty-three, the stream flows down the winding valley, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow. The stream flows down the high slope, splashing clouds of water mist. The stream is clear and transparent, and the sand at the bottom of the stream is clearly visible.
Forty-four, sages stand in the world, from time to time, Huainanzi. Popular/folk proverbs or proverbs
Forty-five, the white rabbit's long upright big white ears turn left and right, as if always spying on something.
Forty-six, colorful sparks fly up and down, sometimes like a goddess scattering flowers, sometimes like a signal flare, flickering, embellishing the night into a world of flowers. This is really a "fire tree and silver flowers never sleep", and fireworks fly in to welcome the new year!
47. Most flowers bloom in spring and summer. They were born in time, and the blooming atmosphere is gorgeous and lasting.
Forty-eight, you can be a man for a long time, but not enough to catch offspring. Popular/folk proverbs or proverbs
Forty-nine, I saw the white clouds in the valley, sometimes rolled into cotton-wool clouds, sometimes turned into long silk, wandering around this mountain peak, and slowly drifting away from another mountain peak.
Fifty, in summer, tall and straight poplars grow luxuriantly. It will block the sun. In summer, there are many cars coming and going. Poplar trees can reduce noise. Children are playing games happily under the trees. Birds are chirping and sometimes they land on the trees. This tree is also a paradise for birds.
Fifty-one, winter morning, get up early every day, the moonlight is still hazy, and the whole city is still brewing, so I get up and do morning exercises. Sometimes, a fog runs in the air and on the road, just like being in a fairyland.
52. Mr. Wang paced up and down the room anxiously, smoking constantly, sometimes taking out his gold pocket watch and looking at the sunset sky outside the window.
Fifty-three, the snowflakes flying all over the sky are like beautiful white butterflies, pure and flawless, crystal clear, falling from the boundless sky, sometimes like hermits, sometimes like lively elves, and sometimes like elegant princesses, playing with me.
54. People are laughing and laughing, and the festive night sky is really colorful. Sometimes monkeys fly in, sometimes fireworks bloom in the air, some are as proud as peacocks, some are like golden flowers.
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55. The drizzle in early spring is always hazy and enchanting, smoky, dreamy, and hard to distinguish between true and false, just like the moon in a flower. The air is sometimes mixed with a few delicate fragrance, which makes people relaxed and happy, and the wind gently drops a little red. Nana, beauty is floating.
56. The tender branches, like many slender hands, happily accept the caress of the spring girl. Sometimes they danced gracefully with Miss Chun, and sometimes they hung down on the ground and performed wonderful acrobatics. Every movement seems to express gratitude to the spring girl who gave it vitality.
57. Suddenly, the sea breeze blew towards us, and the waves became bigger and jumped from time to time. Sometimes rolling; Sometimes in a hurry; Sometimes ...; White seagulls spread their wings and soared in the blue sky, up and down, and the fishing boats returning with full loads seemed to report the joy of harvest.
The 58-year-old woman is hunched over with a cane in her hand. Her face is wrinkled, but it is easy to see that she is a weather-beaten old man. She is very careful, and her other hand beats her waist and coughs from time to time, which makes people want to help her.
Fifty-nine, my favorite song is playing in my ear at the same time. The song is sometimes tactfully moving, like the flowing water in a mountain stream; Singing is sometimes passionate, like the rolling waves of the sea; Songs are sometimes melancholy, such as Lin Daiyu's tears at the moon.
Grandma is carrying a wicker basket and watching one by one. Sometimes I bend down and tap with my fingers, and the crisp sound of "Benedict" arouses the blush on grandma's face and erases all the wrinkles on her face.
Everyone says Huangshan Mountain is a fairyland on earth. How can a fairyland leave the vast sea of clouds? Sometimes it is like a calm lake, sometimes it is like a rough sea, sometimes it is as light as silk, and sometimes it is angry.
Sixty-two, you see, countless stars are flashing, like precious gems, and the vast sky is like a huge screen. Little stars are sometimes embedded in the blue curtain like gems, shining faintly; Sometimes it blinks like a small eye, curiously looking for something on the earth.
Sixty-three, May Sophora japonica blooms! The wind blew a faint fragrance of flowers, and sometimes a few small pistils fell quietly. Sophora japonica floats in the wind, fragile and thin, and some fall on me, which makes me feel a little shocked.
Sixty-four, the summer sky is unpredictable, sometimes cloudy and sometimes low, as if it were an order to urge people to act; Sometimes the sun shines directly.
Sixty-five, quietly listening to the ticking sound, I don't know who I'm talking about? She sometimes whispers, sometimes sings, sometimes groans, sometimes sighs, vivid and flexible, full of three-dimensional and layered beauty. A gentle kiss triggered her thoughts in her heart, which were sometimes short, sometimes long, sometimes deep and sometimes distant. ...
66. The sea sky is lovely, high in the sky, bright and blue. Flowing clouds are flying in the air with the wind. With the change of morning, noon and evening, colorful clouds are constantly changing colors, sometimes golden, sometimes white, and sometimes fiery red. Seldom have I seen such a beautiful sky.
Sixty-seven, a blue dragonfly, like a dexterous helicopter hovering in the air, sometimes flying straight up, sometimes flying straight down, very dexterous.
Sixty-eight, this year's holiday finally has the opportunity to visit my dreams and appreciate the changing beauty of the sea, sometimes quiet and sometimes roaring, and feel its vastness and vastness. Standing on the beach, the sea is like my mother's hand, touching me gently, making me feel deep maternal love, so my love for the sea arises spontaneously.
69. The mornings in Alishan change rapidly. You see, when the bright sunshine shines on Alishan, the beautiful gas field is like a vast sea of clouds, and sometimes it dances like Chang 'e waving a white gauze; Sometimes, it falls from the sky like a raging sea.
Seventy, the car is speeding, and the hum of the engine is sometimes low and sometimes high, like a long and continuous moan.
At the age of seventy-one, he looked at the pen in his hand, bit his lower lip, stretched himself with a frown, and hesitated to write.
Seventy-two, shuttlecock or left or right, up and down, jumping around Xiaogang and Li, jumping around like a naughty rabbit, as if choosing its new owner. Xiao Gang turned here and there, followed the shuttlecock closely, and his eyes always followed the shuttlecock.
Seventy-three, the shuttlecock twitched up and down, jumping around in front of Shanshan, and Shanshan turned here and there, closely following the shuttlecock, always turning her eyes flexibly with the shuttlecock.
Seventy-four, suddenly a swaying sound of "Hua" squeezed into my ear. I suddenly looked up, and it was the sound of buttonwood leaves falling from the tree. They sometimes descend slowly like parachutes; Sometimes it glides leisurely like a flock of flying swallows; Sometimes, it will fall with a series of swings ... I grabbed a plane leaf and observed it. Its feel is not smooth. Although the color is similar to that of Ginkgo biloba, the veins are clearly visible, like a magical painted picture, which is very different from Ginkgo biloba.
Seventy-five, people who create great achievements depend on the sky to move from time to time, and people who do great things depend on others to get along!
Seventy-six, the Yangtze River can also sing. Listen to that bold song, you will find it very interesting. The song is sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes mixed with waves, flapping on the shore and making a "bang" beat. How nice this song is.
Seventy-seven, from the first contact with the guzheng, I fell in love with it deeply. Because the music of guzheng sounds gentle and sometimes passionate, people with different moods play different music styles. Therefore, from the music, we can understand the player's mood at once.
78. Koizumi's voice is crisp, sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes present, sometimes absent, sometimes high, sometimes low, and the drums in spring have given me endless reverie.
People like the moon, but its state is not exactly the same. The moon is like a king's face, sometimes sunny and sometimes cold; Sometimes Lord tripterygium wilfordii suddenly gets excited and gives a "beating drums and sharpening knives". Thunderous thunder, loud thunderbolt and downpour are disturbing and frightening.
Those leaves hover in the air, sometimes flying to the sky, sometimes falling to the ground, as if playing hide-and-seek with everyone.
Eighty-one, when the winter jasmine twisted the slender branches, and sometimes shook the bright green leaves. Look, it is waving to us in the breeze!
Eighty-two, the stream from the mountain, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, singing all the way through my hometown. Crystal clear, you can see colorful pebbles at the bottom of the stream, and sometimes you can see groups of small fish.
Eighty-three, an ancient stone road, like a thin worm, sometimes climbs over the rolling hills, and sometimes meanders along the green river.
Eighty-four, in the reed pond, Yuanyang often stretches its neck and spreads its wings to beat the water. Pairs of colorful and dazzling mandarin ducks play, chase and paddle side by side in the water, and sometimes make a low and gentle cry of "goo-goo-goo-goo", as if lovers are whispering.
Eighty-five, listen, the rain falls on the roof, sometimes dripping; Sometimes it rustles; Sometimes it drops; It's like playing the piano, making a beautiful sound.
Listen, isn't the sea singing? Sometimes majestic, sometimes soothing, and the waves respond from time to time. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the sea breeze sliding over my ears. In a trance, I feel that I am in a paradise without Penglai, An Ruo.
Eighty-seven, the beautiful elves danced with the breeze on the path, like pink snowflakes dancing in the cold winter, sometimes rushing and sometimes melodious. Inadvertently, the ground seems to be covered with a layer of pale pink carpet, and the petals fall and swirl, wandering in the sky, and finally still can't get rid of fate and become dust.
Eighty-eight, I saw the lake sparkling in the distance, and under the caress of the breeze, layers of wrinkles were broken. Sometimes the bird kisses its face, and it eagerly offers nectar; Sometimes a fish jumps out of its arms and it croakes softly.
Eighty-nine, I saw the white clouds in the valley, sometimes rolled into cotton-wool clouds, sometimes turned into long silk, wandering around this mountain peak, and slowly drifting away from another mountain peak.
90. Her cheeks are plump, her nose is straight, her big black eyes are charming, and there are small holes in her ears. She might wear earrings. She knows that she is beautiful, with the lively and naughty atmosphere of a little actor, and sometimes she is a little shy.
9 1. The autumn wind is cool and warm. Sometimes like an old woman, sometimes like a quiet girl. Her arrival made the chrysanthemums bloom, revealing the smiling face of youth. However, other flowers are gradually fading. The leaves began to turn yellow and fall off one by one. Maple leaves are also dyed red by autumn wind.
92. When the sparrow flies, it is very interesting. Just listen to the sound of "poop-poop", and you can see the petite body flying in the air with its small tail. It turns around, dives and somersaults for a while, just like a circus veteran performing acrobatics, which makes people laugh.
93. My heart doesn't know why it keeps beating. It jumps faster and faster, just like a drum with faster and faster rhythm, sometimes it is loud and sometimes it has different rhythms.
94. The moon is sometimes like a magician, sometimes like a jade plate, sometimes like a bow, sometimes like a boat, sometimes like an apple bitten by a bug. It's really ever-changing and changeable.
Ninety-five, you can't enter when you are safe. Zhuangzi
Ninety-six, articles are written for the time, and songs and poems are written for things. Bai Juyi
97. I have heard of cases of untimely death, so the oil gives birth to a desperate fear.
98. Everything is calm. Intermittent pine forests, melodious birds, and gurgling streams under deep valleys are only the night wind that occasionally blows my dream clothes.
Ninety-nine, my cat is very cute. It is always worn out on the clean floor at home, and sometimes it plays with wool balls. Sometimes catch a mouse; Sometimes it makes our whole family laugh. ...
One hundred, don't just play a role in his life, you should know how to act according to circumstances, sometimes care like a mother, sometimes snuggle like a daughter, sometimes worship like an idol, and sometimes be as mature as a teacher.
101. His brow wrinkled tightly from time to time, forming a question mark between them; Sometimes I stretch happily, like an exclamation point.
102. When I came to Lingering Garden, I saw koi fish swimming in the water in droves, overflowing with colorful spots, as if the colorful clouds in the sky had landed here. They sometimes hide at the bottom of the lake, sometimes jump out of the green waves, and sometimes look at pedestrians, which is very spiritual.
103. Just as the sun was about to set, more gorgeous colors were emitted, and the colors in the sky changed rapidly. Sometimes red, sometimes light blue mixed with purple; Sometimes there are blue and gold in red, and the sun has completely sunk, but the afterglow in the sky has not dissipated. The moon didn't disappear until it rose very high.
One hundred and four, along the highway up the hill, all the way to meet the stream, with the mountain, the stream is sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, and the sound of the stream changes its tone from time to time. You can sometimes see lively and lovely tadpoles in the crystal clear stream!
105. I saw fireworks soaring into the sky and gradually spreading out, forming countless red, yellow and green flowers.
106. She jumped on the rubber band as if she were crazy. I saw her jump faster and faster, higher and higher, sometimes cheating, sometimes kicking backwards, all kinds, just like a jumping little monkey, dazzling you.
107. People came from all directions just to bet on her beauty and enjoy melodious and sometimes high-pitched music.
108. Progress is not a straight process, but a spiral road. Sometimes move forward, sometimes turn back, and then move forward after stagnation. There are gains and losses, there are gains and losses.
The stars in the sky are sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like smiling little bells, which are the innocence in everyone's heart.
Summer is like a child's face, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy.
Summer is like a lovely child playing with leather. Sometimes it is windy, sometimes it rains, and sometimes sunny weather is his vivid performance.
112. A gentleman went to Germany to study and be loyal, so he went to Germany. The rhetoric is sincere, so it is also a career. I know, I know, and I still have a few. Knowing the end, you can be righteous. Therefore, being in the upper position is not arrogance, but not worrying about being in the lower position. Therefore, do it, because it occasionally exhorts, although it is not responsible for its danger.
One hundred and thirteen, the wise man's health is also to adjust the cold and heat from time to time. Cao Tingdong
The breeze blows the mountains and rivers and willows.
One hundred and fifteen, when you run after the sun, when you fight the waves again and again in the sea, sometimes there is a bolt from the blue, sometimes there is a storm, and sometimes there is a strong wind. When you fall down again and again and let the wind and rain ravage you, my friend, why not consider stopping, having a rest and browsing the beautiful scenery around you?
A saint always keeps pace with the times, and a wise man will get rich because of opportunities.
At 117, the boat rushed forward at the speed of the current. Suddenly, the boat turned a corner and entered a dark cave, where it was opaque and sometimes there was a terrible bat cry.
118, bits and pieces of history are like seashells scattered on the vast beach. We passed by quietly, greedily looked at these glittering and precious treasures, and sometimes picked up one or two shells that touched our hearts and collected them with love and gratitude as a souvenir.
One hundred and nineteen, the husband sometimes does not go against the current from the south, from the bottom, from the beast to the wild, from joy to death. The ancient sage has no lingering journey, and the journey of starvation and death.
In one or two decades, human beings were between the beasts, sometimes inclined to one, and sometimes inclined to another; Some people become more and more sacred, some people become wild animals, and most people maintain the golden mean. Plotinus