1. The description of the scenery brings out the tranquility 150-word essay
Quiet night
When the slight cool breeze took away the little bit of the car's beauty Exhaust, I know—night is coming.
There is not a single star in the night sky. Even so, elegance is indispensable. Standing on the balcony, looking up high, a bright moon is slowly rising when a wisp of clouds are blown in all directions by the breeze. It was like a light for a lost child to go back to find his mother.
Under the cover of tall buildings, a feather of unknown color fell quietly. "Pa—" Although the sound was so small, I heard it because of the silence. Immediately afterwards, a bright red leaf fell quietly, quietly, accompanied by feathers. "Pa—" Although the sound was so small, I heard it because I had the heart to do it.
At this time, a plane flew across the sky, breaking the silence of the night. The clouds behind the tail of the plane were also flying in curls. "Huh..." Another gust of wind blew by, but this was not the original breeze, but a gust of cold wind. This is a reminder to the sleeping birds not to be late and miss tomorrow's morning shift.
"Ding dong——" This is not the sound of the river, this is the sound of dripping water from the faucet pipe. Please listen carefully, it is an extremely beautiful feeling, and it is also a visual and auditory perception. Although it was only for a moment.
Observe, the lights in that apartment are still on. Slanting, think of a string of beautiful notes! At this time, one light was turned off, but the other light was turned on again. Could it be that the score was changed? Just keep it, keep it...
The sparse trees are like sparse hair. When you comb it with a comb, it looks like this, and when you comb it with a comb, it looks the same again. Look, isn't it? The wind is its comb, combing its sparse hair. 2. I am looking for an essay that describes the scenery with movement and stillness
Campus Spring Lady Spring is here.
She sent away the air-conditioning in winter and entered our campus with the warm wind, rain and sunshine. She used her deft hands to decorate the campus like a paradise, so beautiful.
The grass on the playground, blown by the spring breeze and nourished by the drizzle, raised its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Hello Auntie Chun, hello Sister Chunyu and Chunfeng!" "The sound of reading loudly came from the classroom, accompanied by the drizzle, making people feel particularly comfortable. At noon, Father Sun shines warm sunshine on the earth, mapping the school garden community like a paradise, which is extremely beautiful.
The luxuriously decorated school science building next to it looks like a palace in the sky. Look, pairs of butterflies are flying together in the bushes, and groups of dragonflies are competing in the air like airplane stunts.
Listen, "chirp, chirp", who is calling? Oh, they are a group of lively and clever birds, singing and competing in high and long jumps on the big tree where they bid farewell to hibernation and sprouted little buds. After school, the students strolled around in this environment filled with birdsong and flowers, bathing in the warm sunshine.
In front of the teaching building, some students had taken off their long and thick clothes and played a game of throwing sandbags. In the evening, the sound of reading loudly on campus, the spring breeze blowing on the face, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers make people intoxicated.
Hundreds of swallows are neatly arranged on the cable lines, as if they are holding a swearing-in meeting to fight against mosquitoes. The small tree on the roadside holds the gift Chunyu gave him, remembering the time when the sun met during the day, and grows up with the night fog.
The spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers were so happy that they danced the gentle waltz "Song of Spring Breeze" with extremely graceful posture.
The stars and princesses in the sky twinkled with their little eyes, as if asking: "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me?" Ah! Campus spring scenery, what a beautiful and charming scenery animation! 2 Fields in Autumn by Xie Wenjuan The scenery of the fields in October is so charming, like a beautiful picture. In the early morning, the white mist envelopes the fields, as if giving the final moisture to the rice. The sun comes out, and the eyes are golden. , the plump rice ears lowered their heads, bending the rice stalks. The dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining brightly under the sunlight, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice fell with the wind. It moved and made a "rustling" sound, just like the laughter of a farmer. After lunch, it seemed like someone was commanding silently. Old people, young people, and children all walked out of the house in a hurry, holding a shining silver sickle in their hands. When they arrived at the field, they began to harvest. Sweat was flowing on their faces and wet their clothes, and they didn't even bother to wipe it. The "click-click-click" sound became a pastoral symphony. How beautiful and cheerful the sound was. ! You see, the soybeans poked their round heads out of the pods, looking out, as if they were also admiring the harvest. Overnight, all the standing rice fell asleep on the ground, like a carpet. The fields became very broad. After another two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned into a piece of green. Ah! It turns out to be green wheat leaves, more like a green grass. The wheat leaves are thin, long, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew and compete to grow, as if they are competing to see who can grow tallest and the longest. Quick. There was a depression in front of me. I stepped forward and saw that it was full of vegetables: fiery red peppers, green vegetables, and grass heads growing in clusters... I pulled up a green vegetable, and its roots were like grandpa's. Beard, the leaves and stems are like pieces of ping-pong boards. What a charming autumn field. 3. Have a quiet and peaceful Spring Festival, about 600 words, urgent
Sample essay 1: Time is like a never-ending river, flowing hurriedly and quietly past people.
Unknowingly, 2006, a memorable year, passed away in a hurry, ushered in a new year, and started another journey for people. On New Year's Eve, I fell asleep to the sound of firecrackers welcoming the New Year.
"Happy new year!" In the early morning of the next day, with a New Year's greeting, I opened my eyes and looked towards 2005. Open the calendar, open the new year, and open a wonderful story.
I was lying in bed thinking about the sweat, joy and sadness of the past year. It was as if all this was happening right before my eyes.
I couldn't help but chuckle. In the past, I was not an outstanding student in the class. I envied those class cadres.
They study well and have many friends. I long to be like them.
So, I started to move towards the locked door. I work twice as hard as others.
In class, I listen carefully and speak actively. After class, when my friends were playing happily on the playground, I was reading quietly in the classroom.
After class, I completed the homework assigned by the teacher on time and carefully, and tried to be as accurate as possible. I also signed up for the school’s speech class based on my hobbies.
Finally, all the hard work paid off, and all the hard work I put in paid off. My academic performance has improved.
In an election in the new semester, I was honored to be elected as monitor by my classmates. Since then, in order to live up to the expectations of teachers, classmates and parents, I have studied harder. Now, I am the squadron leader of the school, and all this would not be possible without the help and encouragement of teachers, classmates and parents.
On this occasion of the New Year, I sincerely wish them all the best. Bid farewell to the old year and enter the new year.
It seems that a new runway has appeared in front of me. Maybe I will fall on this runway, but I will still stand up tenaciously and challenge many difficulties tenaciously. I firmly believe that after a storm, there will always be a beautiful rainbow.
At this moment, the crackling firecrackers sounded outside the window again. This is people's reluctance to say goodbye to the old year, and it is also people's beautiful longing for the new year. Sample 2 This holiday is really full of joy, because there is an extra Spring Festival. The Spring Festival is here, and every household is busy pasting Spring Festival couplets and buying new year's goods... They are very busy.
Our family is also busy cleaning the house in preparation for the Spring Festival. The days passed day by day, and finally the New Year's Eve came.
Early in the morning, someone started setting off firecrackers, which was very lively. In the evening, the sun took one last look at the earth, then closed his eyes and slowly hid behind the mountains.
Night falls quietly, casting a black veil over the sky. At night, thousands of families are lit up and happy. Grandpa invited our family and my sister’s family to happily sit together for the New Year’s Eve dinner, chatting about the unforgettable events and gains in the past year, looking forward to the future, etc.
After the reunion dinner, we began to observe the New Year. At about 7 o'clock, the "Spring Festival Gala" started. Our family sat in front of the TV and watched the "Spring Festival Gala", and the deafening sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time.
The party program was very exciting: there were beautiful songs, humorous sketches, and funny cross talk... The program was so colorful that I was dazzled. When it was almost midnight, my father and I rushed to the balcony and took out the fireworks that had been prepared.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." The New Year's bell rang, and fireworks and firecrackers set off. My father and I lit the fireworks tube. It was too late, but soon, we only heard a loud "boom", and a firework bomb rose into the air and exploded in an instant. The exploded firework seemed to be a beautiful flower. The lotus opened its petals in the air. At this time, fireworks erupted from the fireworks tube, like countless bright and dazzling meteors, flashing across the sky... There were other fireworks flashing in the sky, some of them were like the same one. The strings of pearls, some are like shooting stars, some are like chrysanthemums, and some are like waterfalls... I can't see them all.
The loud sound of firecrackers and the radiant and brilliant fireworks are flying and shining in the sky. These fireworks, all kinds and colorful, decorate the sky like a flower, and the night sky suddenly becomes dazzling.
At this time, Changshu was surrounded by the melody of laughter, firecrackers, shouts, and music. It was really lively! This year's Spring Festival is really happy, and I can't help but think of Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri": The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households have their eyes open every day, always replacing old talismans with new ones.
Sample Essay 3: Amidst the sound of firecrackers, we ushered in the most grand festival of the Chinese people - the Spring Festival. Every family was full of joy, hanging red lanterns, pasting red Spring Festival couplets, and busy Lulu... The first day of the first lunar month is another happy day. I used to be the last person to get up, but today I fought for the first place because I really wanted to smell the fragrant firecracker smoke.
Strings of firecrackers were lit in people's hands. The sound was really loud and splashed everywhere, as if they were sending every blessing to thousands of households. The sound of firecrackers continued one after another, crackling and making it very lively. After the firecrackers, there's nothing fun anymore.
Let’s have breakfast and go out to play later! After dinner, I invited a few friends to play together. The firecrackers lit on the street bloomed beautiful flowers on the ground. The little birds came out to join in the fun today, and they were probably very happy too.
The street is indeed a street, with everything to play and eat. Most of the people I saw were children. I took a look and found that the spicy stalls were the busiest: "I want a bunch of rice cakes!" A fat child shouted.
How about going somewhere else? I stopped again in front of a stationery store. There are all kinds of fun things there: airplane models, telescopes, electric cars... all kinds of fun things.
The most popular ones I find are the ones that are played with. In other places, I also saw some selling balloons, pistols, and skipping ropes, and some selling snacks, snacks, and fruits. They had everything from clothing to food. It was really strange.
After playing all morning, I am going to visit relatives and friends in the afternoon to celebrate the New Year. This is undoubtedly a happy thing. I had so much fun today! It’s a feast for the eyes, a feast for the mouth, and a feast for the hands.
The luckiest ones are the sellers, business is booming today! I sincerely wish all the children across the country today. 4. Use moving and static scenery to describe sentences
For example, Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn": After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
The chin couplet describes the bright moon in the sky and the green pines like a canopy, which is a description of a quiet scene. The clear mountain spring flowing over the rocks is a description of a moving scene. The mountain spring has sufficient water after the rain, and the flow increases. It flows over the rocks, making a gurgling sound, which contrasts the stillness with movement and reflects the tranquility of the mountain. When describing scenery, the poet pays great attention to the contrast between dynamic and static scenery. He can combine dynamic and static, or he can use static to describe movement, use dynamic to describe stillness, and use dynamic to contrast stillness. The combination of movement and stillness is often related to foil. For example, Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" and "Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of the river from a distance" wrote the first image of seeing the waterfall from a distance, like a huge white chain hanging in the mountain, and the word "hanging" turned into movement and stillness. Another example is Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream": "People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, and the night is quiet in the spring mountain sky. The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream." The falling flowers, moonrise, and birdsong highlight the tranquility of the spring stream. Wang In "Entering Ruoye Stream" written by Ji Ji, "The noisy forest becomes quieter, and the singing of birds makes the mountain more secluded." It also uses sound to describe stillness, and uses movement to contrast stillness. "Silver snakes dance in the mountains, and wax statues ride in the mountains" is a combination of movement and stillness.
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The night was silent. I lay in bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. My thoughts from the past to the present are all intertwined together. I don't dare to think about the future. I just wonder, is my life path just a slide? Keep going down, down, until you reach the end, will life end?
"Hey! Are you worried?" A voice started ringing from the bottom of my heart and reached my ears. I was startled because this was not my thoughts. Is there another soul in my body?
Due to fear, I could only say in my thoughts: "Who are you?" "I, I am your dream guide." "Dream guide?" I frowned and thought, "Very uncomfortable. Are you happy?" That voice probed the depths of my soul like a snail's tentacles. "Of course, my destiny is becoming more and more unfavorable, and my life is getting worse day by day. Every time I think about the past and the present, I feel so out of place that I realize that happiness does not belong to me." "Then you must have played many roles!" "Yes! From good to bad, from protagonist to minor character. "Really? You are so lucky. There are so many attempts in life." I smiled bitterly after hearing this. "I'm lucky?" The voice laughed wildly, and then became serious: "Can you walk? Can you laugh?" Are you going to play? Will you know nothing?" "Really? It's just that life is long and unsatisfactory. It would be better if you can feel more comfortable." "Okay, then just shut up. Eyes."
I closed my eyes, "To feel your breathing, your heartbeat, and the direction of your blood flow." Take a deep breath, it's so fresh. So natural. A blurry picture appeared in my mind, and after a while, everything became clear. All sides are white, including light! Light! I can see it streaking through the sky. It came from all directions, and it felt so comfortable when it hit my body, as if it had been moistened by milk. Every part of the body is loosened, every pore is refreshed, and not a single cell is no longer active. What light is this? Have I arrived in heaven? That was the dawn, and they moistened me continuously. It was so comfortable, a kind of transcendent feeling.
The surroundings were completely white, shrouding me hazy. My feet were bare, and there was something soft and greasy under my feet, which seemed to be like a cloud. It was soft and soft, stimulating every acupuncture point under my feet, and all the organs in my body became extremely comfortable.
I am alone here, but I don’t feel lonely. When the world is prosperous, I enjoy the breeze blowing or the drizzle or the sound of birds filling the woods echoing around me. In my heart, I also hope for someone to accompany me, talk to me, or be relatively speechless. At this time, the only thing I felt was every trace of my own happiness. The world was slowly fading away its gorgeous colors in my heart, even though I grew up there, and the kingdom of heaven no longer existed in me, even though I was tolerated. I felt that I was almost empty, and I couldn't help but sigh: "What kind of state is this? People have searched for her thousands of times, and they are exhausted because of her." Me, I am about to fall asleep. Suddenly a deafening voice said, "You have taken on the role of yourself, and my mission will be completed."
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I woke up and said, "What are the flowers in heaven like? "I wanted to know eagerly, and a colorful brilliance appeared before my eyes. I didn't know whether it was a flower or a grass. I only knew that it had three petals, and they were very charming. The best thing was that it could move, like babbling. The baby who was learning to talk opened and closed like fragrant and soft lips, and I was babbling and I didn't know what to say. I suddenly thought, is there anything I want here? "Yes" and "No". But I also heard heavy sighs in my heart. I was conflicted, but the feeling in my heart still came true.
Bright red bills were flying around me , dancing lightly. My heart was full of temptation, but then I heard that heavy sigh, and I suddenly realized that there is not only such a trap in the world. I cast my eyes on the flowers, and I sucked. A breath of indescribable refreshing fragrance
“Okay, it’s about to end. "My soul was suddenly cut into two parts, "Now, if you have any wish, just make one, yes, that's one. "He said. Suddenly I had a sudden enlightenment. In the past, I was worried and couldn't find peace because I had too many wishes. Now, I should only be myself, stand up, and the Tathagata Buddha's Buddhist scriptures floated in the air: " It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to Heaven to make things happen. "My heart suddenly relaxed, and I saw the people in the green village under the white clouds. Their faces were filled with happy smiles, and I waved to them...
I came from my dream When I woke up, the stars were twinkling in the sky, and the moist air was very fresh. What flowed into my lungs was the air that stayed in heaven. I took another deep breath. 6. Describe a scene and convey the feeling of tranquility< /p>
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, spring is approaching.
Everything looks like I just woke up, and I opened my eyes happily. The water has risen, and the sun's face has turned red.
The grass is emerging from the soil, tender and green. . Sit, lie down, play a few games, play a few games, hide and seek.
Peach trees, apricot trees, If you don't let me, I won't let you, the pear trees are all blooming. The flowers are red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. When I close my eyes, Murakami seems to be like a flower. It is already full of peaches, apricots, and pears.
Thousands of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes are flying around. There are various wild flowers everywhere. The ones with names and those without names are scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, and they are blinking.
"The willow wind is not cold on the face", good, like the wind of mother's hand caressing you. It brings the smell of newly turned soil, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly moist air. Birds make their nests in the flowers and leaves. In the meantime, he became happy, showing off his clear throat and singing melodious tunes, echoing the gentle breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back also sounded loudly all day long.
Rain is the most common, it lasts for three or two days, but don’t worry. Look, it’s like cow hair, like flower needles, like thin threads, densely woven diagonally, and there’s a thin layer of smoke covering the roofs of houses. The leaves are so green that it dazzles your eyes.
In the evening, the lights are on, and a little yellow light creates a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, there are people walking slowly holding umbrellas on the paths and beside stone bridges; there are also farmers working in the fields, wearing raincoats and hats. Their houses are sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more and more kites in the sky, and there are more and more children on the ground. Every household in the city and countryside, old and young, are coming out to relax and refresh themselves. Cheer up and do your own thing.
"A year's plan lies in spring." At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring seems to have just fallen. The doll on the ground is new from head to toe, and it is growing.
Spring is like a little girl, smiling and walking.
Spring is like a strong young man. With iron-like arms, waist and legs, he led us forward.
(You just need to choose some appropriately) 7. Essay describing scenery (600 words)
This topic of scenery can be understood as a realistic description of scenery. You think that moment is the most beautiful and will stay with you forever. In your heart, this is the scenery that remains in your heart, such as my favorite scenery. At dusk, I sit on the rocks by the river, waiting for the sunset to come and welcome the end of another day.
Microwaves rippled, and the river was glowing with golden light. The light continued to extend toward the end of the water, becoming more and more dazzling. The farthest place looked like it was plated with gold, shining brightly.
I was immersed in the ingenious creativity of nature. I thought no one could disturb my joy. However, at this time, I saw a group of children running from a distance, more excited than ever. All are noisy. They were like naughty little animals, breaking away from the shackles of the iron cage and running wildly under the peaceful and peaceful sunset.
My thoughts were messed up by the sudden appearance of the children, and I could only sit there angrily, fiddling with the stones in my hands out of boredom. "Haha——," there was another burst of laughter, and I looked over angrily, staring at the group of wanton children.
But I saw someone with his head lowered, walking forward in a straight line without looking back. I thought: At such a young age, he might have suffered from loneliness that he had nowhere to express.
Seeing him burying his little head all the time, and the setting sun making his shadow grow longer, I couldn't help but worry about him. Unexpectedly, suddenly, as if he had discovered a new world, he squatted down quickly and picked up something rare from the beach, with a bright smile like a flower blooming on his face.
He turned around and ran towards his companions, waving the trophies in his hands as he ran, as if shouting a declaration of victory. I couldn't help but smile. Children's happiness is so simple.
As young people, they can ignore the pressure of time, just focus on the small goal in front of them, and move forward without hesitation. Even if they fall to pieces in a mud pit, they still pat the dirt with a smile. , endured the pain and moved forward. The afterglow of the setting sun shone wantonly on the bodies of the young people.
The gold embedded in the river water has gradually receded with the sky, but more dazzling light seems to be absorbed by the group of children. I looked around and saw them wearing golden clothes, dancing with their endless innocent joy in the sunset.
What a beautiful scenery this is! Once upon a time, I was like them, standing in the sun, writing simple joys, and becoming a shining scenery in the eyes of others. From the past to the present, I have wandered around many moving scenery, but none of them can replace the scenery I love most - the group of children dancing happily and running wildly under the sunset.
My favorite scenery, the blue sky, once whispered to the white clouds, you are my favorite scenery. The waves once slowly said to the beach, you are my favorite scenery. I am standing here. Looking back on the past, I want to say to my lost childhood that you are the most beloved scenery in my life. Rainy days are happy, *** without umbrellas in raincoats, a group of wild children are running around barefoot in the yard, and the waves they step on are full of childlike smiles.
When my parents came back, they all ran home, wiped off the water on their bodies, immediately fell on the bed, and fell asleep with their heads covered. Sweet dreams are lingering in the net woven by the continuous drizzle outside the window... Snowy days are free.
Running in the snow like a carefree little pony, and then fell down unexpectedly, falling into the warm embrace of Bai Xue, with a silly smile on her red face. Being called home by the shouts of my parents, sitting by the warm stove, drying the soaked clothes, the wild call in my heart melts gently... The days when the scorching sun shines on my head are naughty.
Fill the water with green lotus leaves, and then dip the branches into the water and sprinkle it on your companions, imitating the Water Splashing Festival of the Dai people. By accident, a lotus leaf full of water is sprinkled on your companions. Wow, it's terrible, I ran away immediately, leaving behind a loud scream. Under the scorching sun, the remaining lotus leaves on the ground were so green that people dared not look directly at them, as if they were lost in sleep and had not yet woken up. Windy days are innocent.
Treat the plastic bag as a kite and pull it to run all over the wilderness. The wind blows the tips of your hair with the smell of grass, and also blows the pure desire in your heart.
When I get tired of running, I hang the plastic bags on the branches. Watching them fill up with the wind, I often can't help but giggle.
The wind gradually gets stronger and weaker, and the plastic bag in my hand floats high in the wind, then hangs down, drops and then rises again, repeating the tireless reincarnation, which gradually gets stronger and weaker and is blown by the wind. The cycle of reincarnation... From the time I was writing this article in the examination room in the classroom, I couldn't help but put down the pen, bury my head in my arms and giggle. This beautiful scenery is hidden deep in my mind, and I will never forget it, because I know this is my favorite scenery! My favorite scenery gently closed my eyes, and the memories were like snowflakes, disappearing before my eyes.
——Inscription night. hazy.
The moonlight is like water. I quietly stepped onto the moss-covered corridor, stroking the stone slabs mottled by time, and suddenly felt that the scenery in front of me was so familiar, with a hint of strangeness mixed in with the familiarity, just because you were not there - Xiaosong.
Do you remember? The spring breeze was warm and the sun was shining brightly. We rode our bicycles happily on the cool bluestone slabs, back and forth. The huge corridor was filled with so much laughter and laughter. We were so innocent and innocent at that time. We will never know. We were tired and only occasionally stopped to drink water. For a while, we leaned on the small stone bench and watched the kite fly up into the blue sky, watched the white clouds dancing gracefully in the sky, and enjoyed the faint fragrance of flowers and the crisp singing of birds. , we were back to back, feeling each other's support and warmth. I seemed to feel how small the world was, only accommodating the two of us, and only recording the leisurely time we spent together. Summer is here, the dense green shade holds up a corner of the sky, and the corridor under the green shade has a unique scenery. The cool wind blows, and the cicadas chirp constantly, but we are holding a board of chess and walking barefoot. How comfortable it is to fight and fight on the bluestone, dispatch troops and generals, and strategize! Winning or losing is not important, what is important is the lasting happiness in our hearts.
Summer is short, but our fun is like an endless game of chess, endlessly filling. The fallen leaves were flying and falling, sweeping away the scorching sun.
The small corridor was desolate and filled with rich tranquility. We held hands and walked together through the path full of yellow leaves, but we still felt happy in our hearts. 8. Compositions or sentences describing the silence at night
1. The silvery moonlight shines on the ground, and there are mournful cries of crickets everywhere. The fragrance of night filled the air, weaving into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. Everything that the eyes come into contact with is covered with this soft net. No matter whether it is a plant or a tree, it is not as realistic as it is in the daytime. They all have a vague and illusory color, and each one hides its own meaning. Every detail keeps its secrets, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
2. The pool in Zhongshan Park is like a mirror, with the round moon reflected on the surface of the pool. There are several street lamps next to the trees near the pool. The round lights are reflected in the water, like a small moon, surrounding the moon in the pool. Pieces of bloated white clouds slowly moved across the surface of the pool, like a group of old women, bending their backs and laboriously walking past the moon step by step, trying to cover the moon, but the moon poured out its bright light through the gaps in the clouds. of light. A white cloud and a white cloud connected together, like a wide irregular belt, dividing the clear sky into two halves. The white clouds moved past and gradually disappeared into the distance. The sky is clear and clear, and the moon looks exceptionally bright.
3. The moon is coming out soon. The moon was still far away, but behind the horizon it seemed to rise from a dark abyss. A faint light rimmed the treetops surrounding the high slope, like the rim of a goblet. The silhouettes of these treetops reflected in the dim light became darker and darker every minute.