First, the oriole just sang, in the village of the sky, in the woods, in the people's field, a group of flower magpies will be dressed in black and white plain skirt and shine, and then, it is a day of joyful chirping, chattering, chirping and calling up.
Second, the small village in the sky rising curls of smoke, as if a maiden wearing a white veil in the dance, in the light of the setting sun graceful.
Third, the warbler grass long grassland in the sky is blue clouds, clouds floating around, very leisurely, warbler grass long grassland and leisurely cloud together is incomparably appropriate, people standing in the grassland to see this kind of scene will be relaxed, beautiful can not be more beautiful.
Fourth, such a mountain with such a water, such a water with such a mountain, in addition to the air in the clouds, the mountains between the green trees and flowers, the river rafts and boats, it can be said that the "people in the painting".
Fifth, the forest air, dense layers, branches intertwined, the sun is difficult to shoot to the ground, and rare leakage of a little sunlight, like brightly colored insects, as if it is in the moss and red withered goat's teeth leather crawling on the like.
Sixth, I love that campus, the sun in the sky. If there is less sunshine life will be how boring; if there is less sunshine, the cold of winter will be how to endure; if there is less sunshine, I have the mood to browse through the campus! That winter campus even more beautiful, more sentimental, will not attract people to stop.
Seven, the breath of June in the city filled, the heat swept the entire city of the air, and I do not feel the presence of heat. I know that everyone in the city, are busy in order to live, only to make this city more noisy.
eight, the rising moon quietly hanging in the air above the Seaside Park, the park's Harmony Garden gently holding the moon, the earth quietly asleep, moonlight like water, lagging in the park path next to the peanut flower leaves, printed out a moon.
Nine, that beautiful rainbow is hanging in the woods in the sky , wine down countless bright spots.
Ten, thick black clouds like a mass of broken flotsam, hanging upside down in the city's air, the cold wind whistling and sweeping the ground full of dead leaves and confetti, more show the scene extraordinarily cold.
eleven, there is a rainbow in the sky, like a colorful bridge hanging in the air.
twelve, the eagle, but in the yellow grass in the air, free to fly, it is carrying the blue sky, seems to be calling the arrival of spring. The sky of the eagle, despite the dark clouds and lightning and thunder, but, ( up in the air sentence) has sharpened its wings to be able to pierce the sky!
thirteen, the rain cleared, the sun revealed a smiling face, a brilliant rainbow, in the grassland air, build a beautiful bridge.
Fourteen, the silent campus suddenly boiled up, the laughter of students in the campus echoed in the air.
XV, less than half a month, the leaves on the grapevine fell out, leaving only those gray and black old vines and those uncovered the color of the new strips in the courtyard on the space of the silent and loving.
sixteen, the smoke into a thousand strange shapes and colors, for a while, it is like a light curtain, hanging in the air, for a while it seems to be elected from the incense burner, straight up, for a while, it seems to become a flag in the chimney of the air in the wind.
seventeen, suddenly, the fountain center of a beam of water shot out, there are four or five buildings so high, like a "small white dragon" flying into the sky. Just see the "little white dragon" in the air opened its mouth and began to spray water, spilling a lot of water droplets, water droplets floating down into layers of water mist, as if in the fountain in the air Wearing a hazy veil.
18, he is best at speaking in foreign languages, loud and fluent American words like the heart of the sky rolling thunder, rubbed with oil, waxed. A slip is half of the upper air.
nineteen, the sky does not know from where a few white clouds. It is like the monstrous white waves of the Taiwan Strait. And this rainbow is like a bridge of friendship across the strait in the air. It has withstood the test, standing there, unwavering.
Twenty, the breeze at first, the surface of the lotus pool ripples, lotus leaves and lotus flowers also gently sway up, now dancing, attracting a few dragonflies in the lotus pool in the air dancing and dancing, this is really a picture of elegant and clean landscape!
Twenty-one, evening, the sun went west, the golden sunset for it to send off, the campus on a layer of gold. Full garden Le azalea, a cluster of red flowers compete, a full branch. A few swallows freely fly through the air from the campus.
Twenty-two, integrity is an orchid, noble bloom in people's hearts; integrity is a cup of tea, dense people's hearts; integrity is a song, sung in the world's air.
Twenty-three, spring in March, flowers compete, ginkgo tree is no less, it quietly put on a layer of green veil. Its beautiful leaves, like a stalk of plum-shaped small colorful fan, green and tender yellow. Like silk rain fell on the leaves, issued a "rustle" sound, like a beautiful symphony echoed in the neighborhood air.
twenty-four, just to 6:00 pm, the sun has put away its light, as if also afraid of the cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires, to 7:00 pm, thick black clouds like a group of broken flotsam, hanging upside down in the city of the air, the cold wind whistling and sweeping the ground full of withered leaves and confetti, and show the scenery of the extraordinarily bleak.
Twenty-five, today's sunshine is very good, sitting in front of the window, look out the window so sunny days feel especially comfortable, after the rain cleared the world always give people a kind of bright, as if the sun shines in the "heart" on the sky, so that some days ago by the wind and rain trampled on the flowers to get back to the care of the love and reappear vitality of life!
Twenty-six, a new wave of sound, a moment of low whimpering, grimly shocked everything around, a moment of sharp and high. Breaking through the dusty hot air, rising from the ground, and the original music will be together. The sound was deafening, and it echoed noisily. Low and heavy it loomed over the harbor Upper air .
Twenty-seven, what is the motherland? Some people say that the motherland is the map of the singing rooster; some people say that the motherland is all over the air fluttering five-star red flag; there are people say that the motherland is echoed in the four sides of the march of the Volunteers.
Twenty-eight, you see ah, the cold wind in the Dali pedestrian street whistling through, blowing up the leaves on the ground, the windows of the house tightly closed, it seems that people do not meet the "mighty" cold wind. The streets were empty, and only the cold wind was wandering around. I thought to myself, "It's cold as hell!"
This is the first time I've ever seen a person who has been in a hurry to get out of the house.
Twenty-nine, looking out: the endless lake and the blue sky into one, can not distinguish which is the water which is the sky. The golden sunlight to the lake water cut out the sparkling waves, like the heavenly fairies scattered a handful of broken gold. In the distance across a beautiful bridge, like a dragon lying in the lake air, that is the Dongting Lake Bridge.
Thirty, today's campus is more lively than ever. Students in the snow to sing and jump ah, hair on the clothes covered with snow, like a Santa Claus. I look up at the sky, only to see the top of the sky like countless small ants crawling in an orderly manner, and then down, a large group of large groups of "willow flakes" will be lightly floating down ......
31, in addition to the frog drums, there are one or two crisp cicadas dotted with, and the occasional stars of unknown insects. Occasionally, the stars of the unknown insects hiss, and if there is a light wind rustling leaves, adding to the vividness and liveliness of this song. They are skillfully matched together, has been in the idyllic sky echoing, echoing ......
thirty-two, the holiday fireworks is like a blooming flowers blooming in the city sky.
Thirty-three, the bottom of the boat, that is, the hull is made of wood, it painted brown and dark green two colors of paint, the boat's sail is a lot of pieces of triangular cloth, these sails are densely distributed in the hull of the upper air, it looks like a sail is sailing like.
Thirty-four, the group of butterflies wearing a golden color, gathered in the back of the upper air like a golden cloud. I stood there rigidly, nightmare, watching the butterflies in a circle rotating and drifting down, like falling leaves, the back of the gradual annihilation of ......
Thirty-five, youth is a string of silver bells like laughter in the campus of the echo in the air, that is our rosy and innocent wishes.
Thirty-six, in the top of the Jade Emperor in the air, I saw a piece of waterfall, flying down, like a silver dragon. But a moment later it was gone. Dad told me, "That's a mirage. You see, the sea of clouds, white, with half of the dusk, looks more spectacular, more beautiful." .
Thirty-seven, the rainbow, after the rain appeared; plums, in the wind and snow spit stamens; eagle, in the dangerous peaks of the air circling; people, in the plight of the hard.
Thirty-eight, the village of the sky rising smoke, as if a girl wearing a white veil in the dance, in the light of the setting sun graceful.
Thirty-nine, after the rain, a rainbow appeared in the sky, like a colorful bridge hanging in the sky.
40, and a bright spot straight up in the air, wow! Like a peacock open screen, and as the sky girl scattered flowers, and like a colorful flower umbrella. A moment full of golden sky, as if the harvest of rice scattered all over the sky; a moment is full of red, as if the sunset when the evening sun spread all over the sky. It is really beautiful!
Forty-one, the brook is beautiful! At night, the creek loves to cover the silver quilt. In the sunshine, the creek loves to put on a gold coat. The colorful pebbles at the bottom of the creek are more bright and colorful. The creek is like a bright mirror, just will fly birds love in it on the air hovering; blue sky, white clouds love in front of it carefully grooming.
Forty-two, calm, the sea of small fish, shrimp, small shells leisure life, enjoy the beauty of the sea, seagulls will hover in the sea air, a moment and fly down in the ship's masts; the wind, the sea waves on the shore beat the shore, beat out a lot of shells, the sea issued a landslide of loud sounds.
Forty-three, the breeze, the lotus pool rose microwaves, lotus leaves and flowers also gently sway up, as if in the dance, attracted a few dragonflies in the lotus pool on the air flying, this is really a picture of elegant and clean landscape ah!
Forty-four, all of a sudden, the two rivers in the air gift flowers bloom. Splendid fireworks from the night sky slowly down, disappeared in the vast river. The neon on the three sides of the two rivers has been eclipsed, the beauty of the night in Chongqing let me this first stranger marveled at the Guangzhou and I looked at a moment of silence, we were stunned by the beauty of this.
Forty-five, the rising moon hangs in the sky above the mountains, although as pale as the clouds, but every moment is getting brighter.
Forty-six, soot in the chimneys of the upper air, floating in the wind, as if the steel helmet on the huge plume ornaments, in the sunlight glittering gold.
Forty-seven, a scenic area into the Grand Canyon, we saw a large expanse of endless lake. The sun shines on the sparkling water, golden, like countless small mirrors. Floating on the surface of the lake, a rowboat, plus the air a soaring bird, constituting a magnificent picture.
Forty-eight, land The clouds in the air at this time like a mountain towering, the coast is only a long green line, behind some gray and green hills. The sea was blue at the moment, so deep that it was almost purple. Hemingway
Forty-nine, the birds that chirped during the day are now sleeping quietly. The air is filled with the faint scent of dew and flower petals. The road has long been deserted, becoming no longer noisy. The night is like a thin veil, quietly covered in the city's upper air.
Fifty, Luntai East Gate to see you go, snow on the sky to leave the horse walking.
51, the Libyan city of the sky hovering a few warplanes, not long, the ground on the smoke.
fifty-two, the memory of the northern city sky is gray, the northern villages of the sky is smoky. The vast fields in the north are bare at a glance, the black soil covered with snow or a layer of cold white frost, the rampant cold wind whistling through all the obstacles, as if to take everything in the world wrapped up.
Fifty-three, the culprit of the crash was a pigeon flying in the air above the airport.
54. It is this kind of nationalism that forces nations and peoples to be alienated from each other. They are very much like the trees in the forest that want to stand on their own, but deep underground their roots are intertwined, and above ground, their branches and leaves cling to each other.
Fifty-five, high mountains, the air is thin, just go up will feel difficult to breathe.
Fifty-six: The airport was filled with dark clouds, and the weather looked gloomy, and threw heavy gray raindrops over people's heads.
Fifty-seven: A colorful flag fluttered in the air above the stadium.
Fifty-eight, I have enjoyed a lot of happiness and received a lot of harvest. This will be my deep memory and collection, it will be accompanied by me in the life of the space joy, pleasure flying.
Fifty-nine, an agreed principle that the defender must not let any enemy air attack weapons in his air "free flight".
60, if you can not sleep, do not lie in bed in the air anxious, get up and do something else. It is not the insomnia that hurts, but the fear of insomnia.
61, the mountain road back to see the gentleman, snow on the empty to leave the horse walking place. Cen Shen
Sixty-two, I have said this sentence may be appropriate: the previous culture will become a pile of ruins, and finally a pile of ashes, but the spirit will be in the ashes of the upper air circling. Wittgenstein
Sixty-three, the eternal classic, the untranslatable English classic. Long live the eagles over London.
Sixty-four, the May sky colorful, clear wind and moon always care for the motherland of the sky, workers in tree-planting activities to listen to the sound of saplings sprouting; gardeners in the flower garden to listen to the sound of flowers blooming in the dawn to listen to sweeping the streets issued by the beautiful rustle; in Tiananmen Square to see the valiant flag squad warriors.
Sixty-five, wine is also afraid of the deep alley, please do not bury their own talent, let yourself to others to prove their ability to wine fragrance wafted all over the Earth's upper air, so that they with a smile, rainbow, is not very good?
Sixty-six, burlesque is always completely down. The stage is empty. What to stay is also in vain. The good thing is to get a "great" rest. As for the shell, perhaps not by my own decision.
Sixty-seven, with the road word idiom best inspirational quotes mountain road back and forth do not see the gentleman, snow on the sky to leave the horse walking place.
Sixty-eight, a rainbow appeared in the sky, like a colorful bridge hanging in the air.
Sixty-nine, in a 450 million people in China, the history of the unprecedented revolution, if the leader is a narrow group is not, the party only a number of trivial insensitive, visionary, incapable of leadership and cadres is also not.
Seventy, Qin Shi Huang burned books and pitted scholars, resulting in the destruction of the culture, which can be said to be an unprecedented catastrophe in the history of culture.
seventy-one, her soul seems to be in the air above the place where Irene lives.
seventy-two, calmly shuttling through the world of airwaves. Magnetic currents. Signals. They roam from different places, over the heads of countless strangers, over countless desolate or prosperous lands, and then pass into our cell phones.
Seventy-three, a high pressure enveloping the upper air of our country, bringing us a good autumn weather.
seventy-four, morning on the air fresh, call you everything goes well; morning sunny, I wish you double your salary; afternoon small wind delicate, wish you youth.
Seventy-five, seagulls fly over as the whirlpool of the sea, white whirlpools circling in the air.
Seventy-six, his flagship led a fleet of large warships to Coruscant, and a great battle raged in the air above the capital world.
seventy-seven, the weather forecast: due to the June 1 Children's Day monsoon, the city's upper air Covered with strong childish clouds, the expected Pleasant Winds four to five, at any time to drop candy ice cream and chocolate, nothing to raise their heads, do not miss the opportunity.
seventy-eight, cold wind transit memories frozen into ice, remorse is like a stretch of hills, can not find those who loved once, you are like a vulture circling in the lonely air, I want you to gnaw clean, the moon shakes the shadow of the trees.
Seventy-nine, crowded carriages polishing accidental meeting, romantic star trails fly over the city in the sky; I found the moon in the grass lost wings, so I made a beautiful wish: many years later, with a feast to welcome your appearance.
Eighty, I wish all the heart into a magpie, tonight with the wind flying up to the palace, the Milky Way, the sky spread wings reflecting the vast Prana bright moon, overlooking the pale penetrate the blossoms and thank you, blessed lovers happiness forever, regardless of the moon round and round lack of.
Eighty-one, when flying to the ship in the air, it opened its teeth and claws to them swooped down.
Eighty-two, seagulls flew over like helicopters hovering in the air.
Eighty-three: The huge fleet of air force units flew over the parade ground in neat formation.
Eighty-four: The flowers that we put there will never be thankful, and they will still be blooming in the sky above us when we come to nothing.
85. There is a long way between the sky and the earth, and the clouds drift across the sky in the form of rain, and one by one, they are far away from the sky above the villages.
Eighty-six, a ray of soft moonlight through the window, sprinkled on the window sill, the window sill as if plated with silver. The rising moon hangs in the sky above the mountains, and although it is as pale as the clouds, it is getting brighter every moment.
87, this day, in the school can not see any uncivilized behavior, we all follow the rules, perhaps trying to maintain the heart of that gorgeous flowers! When the sound of reading aloud echoed in the air on campus, the brightly colored five-star red flag is also more dazzling.
Eighty-eight, high black chimneys, as if very thick cane general towering in the sky on the outskirts of the city, vaguely present a gloomy and serious look.
Eighty-nine, this is the strongest syllable of the tragedy, filled with the whole city in the air, the bass violin's great sorrow.
ninety, patriotism, is a flag flying in the air in all countries of the world will never fade!
ninety-one, at night, I dreamed, dreamed that I became a big fish, swimming freely in the sea, and then turned into a robust sea oats, flying in the air above Beidaihe, a bird's-eye view of the beautiful scenery here ......
ninety-two, a skyscraper towers on both sides of the road, pavilions The asphalt road, standing on both sides of the verdant trees, spacious road overhead overhead overpasses, meandering, car shuttle among them.
Ninety-three, an eagle circling in the grasslands.
ninety-four, seagulls in the sea in the air, dancing, singing, the appearance of a special favorite.
Ninety-five: The eagle, disturbed by the uninvited guests, whistled and flew, cruising over our camp.
ninety-six, the sky showed a rainbow, like a colorful bridge hanging in the air.
ninety-seven, this harmful fumes hanging over the factory.
ninety-eight, the huge halo system at this time across the entire sky, the ship has passed through the outermost edge of the system. Bowman, perched some 10,000 miles above, could see through his telescope that the halo was essentially made of ice, glistening in the sunlight. He seemed to be flying above a blizzard, occasionally seeing land where the wind and snow had not blown, and sometimes surprisingly seeing a night sky and stars.
99. The vast firmament is still in the sky, and the waves of the water never cease to clamor, and the children meet in the boundless world of the sea, and dance with their hands and feet in joy.
All I saw was a bunch of fighter jets flying over me.
One hundred and one, we are flying over the mountains.
102, auspicious December 8, 1995 in the early morning, when the first ray of warm sunshine reflecting to the Nikko mountains, bursts of shocking drums sound of soft music, resonating through the Za Temple and Rikaze air, in the State Council representative Li Tieying and Commissioner Jiangcun Luobu, Ye Xiaowen presided over under the care of the Eleventh Banchen solemnly boarded the Yiga Qunzeng Hall of the traditional root of the Dharma bed. The 11th Banchen was the first to be born in the world.
One hundred and three, two comets at the same time appeared in our country in the sky, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, then we must be well observed, do a good job of recording.
104, Valentine fell asleep more accurately in the half-awake, half-sleep state after she woke up she was still in a state of exhilaration at that time, late at night, the mantelpiece on the milky white lampshade shot out a dim light, in this silence and dimness, she saw those shadows in the sick space one by one, with their trembling wings stirring up the heat and cold.
105, the Olympic closing ceremony at the end of the Bird's Nest of the sky bloomed colorful flowers.
106. Above me, the rising moon hangs in the sky above the mountain tops, as pale as the clouds, but very bright for a moment.
One hundred and seven, despite the enemy planes circling in the air, he was still not moving to plan the battle.
One hundred and eighty-eight, happy songs in the West Lake air swing.
109, the mountains and forests of the sky drifting wisps of smoke.
One hundred and ten, she is using a bamboo pole to drive away a group of sparrows circling in the rice paddies.
One hundred and twelve, the 1988 bombing of a Pan Am airliner en route to Lockerbie, Scotland, killing 270 people, was but one of the ultimate manifestations of Gaddafi's madness and evil.
In 1982, a British Airways airliner lost all engine power while traveling through volcanic ash over Indonesia, and glided to the ground before restarting its engines. This incident prompted the aviation industry to think twice about its response to the soot cloud.
One hundred and fourteen, large groups of large groups of giant vapor bubbles drifted vastly deeper into the continent, wrapped in the humidity of the ocean, drifted over the Himalayas, drifted over the southwest, drifted to the northwest of the air, in the South China Sea, the Bay of Bengal and the northwest of the sky between the formation of the two thousands of kilometers of the long river of vapor bubbles. Liu Cixin
One hundred and fifteen, November 30, Stockholm, Sweden, Lake M?laren appeared in the sky with the aperture of the phantom sun phenomenon.
One hundred and seventeen of our brave pilots flew over Libya, our sailors supported Libya overseas, and our leadership in NATO helped guide the coalition's actions.
One hundred and eighteen, at midnight, the wind and snow subsided, the rolling clouds dispersed, and the stars twinkled brightly over the campgrounds as they went to sleep.
19. According to the newspaper, investigators are now focusing on the French plane that flew over Tripoli that day, targeting a potential missile base.
One hundred and twenty, paratroopers landed over the village and took it in a matter of minutes.