The light of each room late at night, there is a waiting heart there in the memory of the light of kerosene lamps, the warmth is incomparable, carrying the time that can not go back.
That surrounded the ten thousand lights on the high building, as a string and a string of glittering jeweled necklaces. In the evening, on the lights, a little yellow light, baked a quiet and peaceful night.
The streetlights are like glittering pearls in the darkness. It winds away to infinity.
When the lights come on, a street turns into a galaxy of shining white light. I like the city lights, like alone in the noisy city with the light of the lights keep walking, the night is so fascinating, but always seems to be missing something, yes that is the light, if there is no light, the earth will be silent.
If the loss of light, the city's night will no longer be as dazzling as some, so the city's lights are fascinating. The light highlights the father's day and night running around tired and hard, the traces of the years relentlessly rely on the father's forehead; deep light witness my growth; witness my father's care for me bit by bit; witness my strong growth behind the father to pay the hard work.
The light is like a tie that binds me and my father tightly together. The light that came on so violently in the darkness illuminated my heart.
Two years later, on a winter morning, the light came on again, and my heart was once again immersed in warmth. Lights in the darkness, is the most warm and unforgettable, dispersed uneasiness, cold, brought hope and expectation of the lights.
Lights flickered on the shore of the lake, and there were street lights and fountain lights. The fountain water itself is white, but the colorful lights shine on it, and its water becomes colorful.
There is also a green light that shines on the thriving green trees, making the thriving green trees look even more thriving and green in the light of the night. The road was illuminated by orange lights, the traffic was constant, the trees on either side of the road flew backward and swept away, and the chaotic lights were interspersed with non-stop bouncing black specks that bobbed against the cars, but they all flickered and passed by in a blink of an eye.
Suddenly, all the lights under the water turned on, and with the music, the fountain became even more beautiful. After a while the lights slowly dimmed, the sound gradually became smaller, the fountain finally no more various lanterns, plant lights are still great light, the earth dress up magnificent and colorful, to the New Year's Eve put on a festive dress.
The distant boat port is brightly lit, stretching far out to sea, like a fiery dragon tossing in the sea, very spectacular.
2. short beautiful sentence excerpts1, early winter rain like smoke like fog, quietly sprinkled in the rubble on the land, dead leaves, wet the earth, wet room, wet tree, can also wet the heart?
2, light blue sky, there are a few white clouds wandering towards the distance, such as, that year you, in front of me gently walked past, in your eyes, on my curtain of rain and mist ripples, in my attempt to catch you in the moment, can not touch your temperature.
3, when the years mercilessly mottled the love affair on the stone of three lives, how can I change destiny? So, the only way to let go of the mind deep acacia cloud, let it drift, slowly covered in that piece of lonely sandbar.
4, lakeside, that a maple forest red, I hold a small umbrella, wearing a white dress, is still your favorite model. You said that I was walking in the maple forest with a fluttering sleeve, which is a beautiful and intoxicating scenery.
5, look back, see through the vicissitudes of the world, but not to see through the cold and warmth of human beings, tearful eyes ask flowers do not speak, the red fly over the swing to go. I use three life fireworks, for you a world of disorientation, a turn, thousands of mountains and rivers, has been zero fall surplus sleeves at ......
6, that day, I use the heartache of the eyes to see you leave, today, let me borrow a trace of your former affectionate gaze, send me a ride, warm me this season has not been the warm heart.
7, gently walking in this once full of you and me laughter between the path, everything, is still so familiar. And you, forgetting the promise that was made to me?
8, shallow years, picking up drops, some memories, but also to facilitate half-awake and half-drunken between light and dark, is a dream is a mirage is also true. The first time I saw that a wisp of flowers, the wind can still smell, just like a piece of feathers, Man dance to the end of the world.
9, the autumn wind through the heart cool, I stand in the sky fluttering maple leaves, only to wait for you as expected maple leaves, fluttering in the sky, dancing in the air, drifting down in the heart;
10, the emotions of the world sometimes so complex and subtle, I would rather that we forget each other in the river and lake, even if nostalgia to the tears into the river, and also not willing to mutual help, but tired of complaining to the old.
11, my world, countless red, grief all over the place, looking at the decadence of the flowers, the heart, again and again pain. Red roses, has been in the wind eerily withered, in the barren years formed a road of bright scars.
12, accustomed to strolling, in a large area of the night, let the mind wandering, gently gathered time, those if not thoughts, but also facilitate the look back at the crystal bright years.
13, think, at this moment you, perhaps, is resting on a curtain dream, sound in the dream of flying flowers sweet, and I just want to step lightly on a land of thoughts, the stars of the north lightly placed in the southern sky, in the Que Que Qing words, for you to chant pain that half a bend of the moon.
14, perhaps, this world, people and people's encounter, originally is a kind of marvelous edge, and that meet the moment, can cross the millennium, against the world of thousands of warm ......
15, according to the edge of the years, to see the monsoon winds flipping through the dust of the past, shaking down the vicissitudes of the flow of years. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and you'll be able to see them in the palm of your hand, and then you'll be able to see them in the palm of your hand.
3. "Fantasy light show" what are the good words and good sentences1) cave, stalactites in a wide range of colorful lights, the whole cave seems to be all with gemstones, beads and emeralds, coral, ivory, satin pile up.
2) The lights shining in the harbor are like colorful fireworks splashing down on earth. 3) A railroad track in front of the quiet "lying", in the soft light, from time to time flashing light, there is a kind of indescribable rhythm.
4) The light at dawn in early winter always gives people a kind of warmth, a kind of comfort, a kind of hope, because the light from the windows of the house, is the signal of the people on this land to wake up, is the prelude to the bright sunshine! (5) The moonlight WeiShui flooded with silver light, bright moonlight scattered on the surface of WeiShui. The reflection of the light is no longer noticeable, usually not very clear water, in the moonlight seems clear and soothing, the moon nestled in the water, slightly trembling, like being dressed up, the lake reflected the moon seems to be more lovely than the air.
6) More than a thousand days to wear the moon and return, that light has become my indispensable dependence. Such as a warm tea, in the cold night wind, dry lips and dry mouth you can not wait to drink it, the whole body warm, lips and teeth wafted out of that fragrance, that feeling, I will never forget.
7) Stage lights, illuminating the shiny new star. Supergirl, Happy Man, under the lights, their names shine on the sacred list of celebrities.
8) bright moonlight right here and bright lights reflecting, like transparent, and non-transparent, like a pool of quiet spring water, the handsome face connotation in which, clear and a little hazy, like a washed out colorful clouds. 9) The night is deep, the lights of the small town like far flying fireflies, flickering more and more dim, the whole city like shrouded in a dream.
Suzhou, this ancient city, is now asleep. She lies quietly in the embrace of the canal, like a water lily in the silver riverbed.
10) Love the light of the ghostly white light, like my father for me to navigate the light; love the light of the "silkworms to the death of the silk side of the end of the candle into the ashes of tears began to dry" persistence, like my father for many years as one day accompanied me on countless nights ...... accumulation of small amounts of water into a large number, droplets of water into an abyss. Water into an abyss, drops of trivia converge into a thick affection. 11) The sound, the love has no words.
The truest love is the light of hope in the darkness, is far away from the message of speechless attachment, at that moment, love like tide, will surround you, our life is so standing on the shoulders of love to climb over many obstacles and difficulties. 12) Lights, sounds so insignificant, but this seems to be a small light, but brings infinite courage and hope.
13) Whenever the night tired, just want to be lazy, look up in the light glimpsed his dark thin face, seems to be about to say the words of the repression to ...... so light a stick of cigarettes, and then continue to write some for the "gentleman" stream of the abhorrence of the words. The words are not the same as those of the "righteous".
The light is like a tie that binds me and my father tightly together. 15) The old man came out of the dark room, and in the dim light, she was seen to be covered with blood, dripping down drop by drop, looking at him with empty eyes.
16) On the night of the moon's starry night, bright lights shot out from the windows of the houses, like the stars in the sky falling to earth.
4. Beautiful Short SentencesIt's like the white snow of spring and the music of heaven, which should only be found in heaven, and is rarely heard on earth!
It's like a song that goes on for three days. The joy sprinkled in the heart, like some lively and light elves, in a baptism for the soul.
The sound of the song is a long, lingering one. Listen carefully, a deep but floating out of the world feeling will be occupied by science recognize the heart, as if all the hustle and bustle has been far away, only this heavenly music.
It's a beautiful melody that will make you drunk and not know where you're going.
It's like the spring wind, which is so quiet and silent
It's like the spring rain, which is so silent and silent
It's like the moon, which shines in the pines, which is so quiet and clear.
Let a person deep in the world, but there is a white moon in the sky, the feeling of the breeze
This song is a melodious voice, pure and beautiful.
Warm and clean song
Back to the basics of children's music
Beautiful soul, beautiful song
Have the warmth of the sun like a good song
5. beautiful sentence (shorter)1 ---- life is like a pressure cooker, the pressure of their own maturity.
2 --- You will never see me when I am the loneliest, because I am the loneliest only when you are not by my side. --- Yu Dan
3 ---. When you are troubled, you have to tell yourself that it is all false, what are you troubled about?
4 --- I have always believed that there is a place in this world, a place where reality cannot catch you. Where dreams are close to you, very close, just as I believe that there is always one, among the people coming and going in the city, that you will remember for the rest of your life. Until you take your last breath. You recognize her instantly. I have the same dream from time to time, and in it, I always keep running, keep looking. They say to get to that place, to find that person, you have to be a little more courageous, a little more lucky than others. You might pay the price of adventure. You might die halfway there. Do you dare to go? There's a place you go to and don't want to leave, and there's a kind of person you'll only meet once in your life.
5 - Living in the city for a long time always makes people yearn for a period of solitude. A person's soul, only in the solitude, can see their own clarity and brightness, to enjoy the life of the luxuriant and vigorous. In other words, only alone, can be lost in the hustle and bustle of the world to find their own back.
6 - do not wait until the end of your life, only to remember to pick up the flowers, and walk and cherish. Sunflower through the wind and rain, standing in the sunshine is more brilliant; life tasted all the flavors of sweetness. Occasionally hidden sunshine, and then come back to the warmer; confusing hope, appeared to surprise. Maintain an optimistic mindset, walking along the sky will be bright, happiness will come. The first thing you need to do is to get a good feeling about your life.
7 - not every effort has a harvest, but every harvest must strive. This is an unfair irreversible proposition.
8--- If we look at all the beings who have not been my parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and dependents, who have not been my enemies and enemies, if we say that there is a grace, each and every one of them has a grace; if we say that there is a grievance, each and every one of them has a grievance with me. In this way we still have what difference between grudges and affinities, and then on the wisdom of stupidity, everyone has a smart time, there is also a time of stupidity, smart people may become stupid, stupid people may also become smart. The worst of men have done many good things, and will not be bad forever; and the good man has done many bad things, and will not necessarily be good in the future. As we think about this over and over again, the concept of the so-called wrongdoers, the virtuous and the foolish, and these many differences will naturally fade away. This is not chaos, nor is it a lack of knowledge of good and bad, but it is a matter of treating the differences in our opinions as equal and equal!
9 - Only one person is willing to wait, another person is willing to appear.
10 -----: do not seek bullishness, only to silently plow; do not look forward to cattle and horses, only look forward to stooping to become a child cow!
11 --- to be a woman with a lover, to find a lover, that person, you love, love you. Can respect your choice, see through your bravado, considerate of your loneliness, you are his only woman, you are the last woman, so that you are pampered in every way, to give you the love of old age.
12 - We are always accustomed to hurt the people closest to us. Because our ability is also limited to hurt those around us. So thank you for being able to bear with me like this.
13 - Hating others is a great loss to oneself.
14 --- Cultivation begins with a kind heart Connotation is more important than appearance
6. Beautiful sentence excerpts shortIt is the experience that makes people mature, not the years.
Out of thin air, take a petal into the bosom, caress, slow taste, kiss carefully, where is still on earth? The first thing you need to do is to put it in your sleeve, for fear of being seen by thieves, and shy away from the pink face, reddish sideburns. Perhaps the time is too short, to stay a petal treasure in the depths of the heart will be old, do not let the memories colorless, do not let life tasteless, do not let the years without trace.
Thousands of mountains and thousands of water look off, red dust and purple strata, dreaming of flowers, leaving a few incense, red dust fall, is not escape destiny? The separation of sadness, ink and clouds, such as a shallow ink outlined lotus, a pool of ink, lyric to you a long paper love, frankly, engraved under the oath of love. Fade out of the wind, lonely as smoke is still waiting for you on the other side of the shore, with you walking in the sky, listen to the long flow of water, see the flowers all over the place.
Who is listening, a leaf knows the beauty of autumn? I think, like the fall of autumn leaves, the landing into a wound. Everything is like the sand between the fingers, do not exert yourself, do not try to grasp, all the action can only accelerate its loss, just like the sand between our fingers.
The sand is finally gone, leaving our hands, alone in mid-air; all the hands are gone, once the flash is not the hand, leaving behind is not the hand, but the sand between the fingers. Some things are not to see the hope to adhere to, but adhere to see the hope.
At noon, the hot sun, baking the ground hot hot hot. The old people of the family are out, sitting in the shade and cool place to talk about this and that, each has its own views, each has its own ideas.
The cicadas on the trees and the "robin" are all barking listlessly, as if to say: "Oops! Today is really hot ah, the death of the sun almost put me to death. This dead summer is really hot.
But summer has its benefits, you can let the seedlings grow up quickly!" Floating life dream broken strings, a step to step through a tree white, a bridge clear rain and an umbrella open. In the red dust, waiting for you for a thousand years and ten thousand years, but you have not returned.
In the red dust, looking forward to your generations, but you are long gone. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one.
Who has walked from whose youth, leaving behind a smile; who has stayed in whose flower season, warm missed; who has disappeared from whose rainy season, flooded with tears. The loneliness of youth is the embellishment of life; youth without loneliness is sad; however, lonely youth is not no happiness, but we do not understand happiness.
The night is for those who have wounds, in places where others can not see, licking their wounds. Past events such as the wind, come and go, go and come, a scene into my mind, how much I want to become a wisp of flotsam, flying into your deep dream, and you **** dance.
Maybe you are really the death of my past life, this world for my obsessive waiting. I would like us to understand each other more, more familiar, but instead of a few more points of strangers, leaving behind only the good memories of the past.
A paper pale, a paper love blip, a paper falling flowers, a paper dream, a paper cold, a paper autumn water, a paper sadness, the next to the road, the guest dream garden, the autumn moon in the sky; who is the red makeup and powder, a dream of cold, autumn water is often, the falling flowers surprised dream? A cavity full of feelings, the zither half of the month, looking alone, the seer, the cold wind piercing the heart, hidden pain, singing to the wine, tears scattered dreams of the Yellow Springs, the ink, floating moonlight song, butterfly language leisurely, bearing the intention of the ghostly. Autumn wind blowing leaves floating, hold a clear idea, in the depths of time will be the memory of that warm fragrance stranded, bathe a morning light, surplus an eye of serenity, who's glimpses, stationed in the memory corridor of the wafting fragrance lingering circling back? Listen to the fall, quietly stand in front of the window, listen to the sound of geese soaring far, listen to the fruitful murmur, a touch of cloudy sky brilliant, a volume of autumn sound v. Autumn Mian.
There is an umbrella, held for a long time, the rain stopped and refused to collect; there is a bouquet of flowers, smelled for a long time, withered and refused to lose; when the sun sets, and rises, everything has changed; the go, have gone; the left, did not leave; is time did not wait for me, or you, forget to take me away; once thought of the end of the earth, the original is just a misunderstanding a; our love can not stand the The years have gone by. The sun is setting in the west, a tea to drink colorless, tasteless, twilight gradually rise.
拈一朵花，端坐禅房，静寂，燃一炷香，菖蒲上默诵经文；凉的夜，如注的雨，落打荷叶声声声起，可否，凝聚我所有念，在佛前虔诚的祈祷，佑：青城無恙，亭廊深巷歌吟唱，岁月静好，静好安然。 Butterflies around the Qingchuan, so the people of Nanshan, flower pity pity people flower is also drunk, people strangers different paths people have been killed, a few love into the butterfly dream, fluttering remnants of the flower into the mortal world, infatuation such as butterflies, memories such as flowers, butterflies according to the flower, flower pity people, people have been going to the flashy indifference to the sole flower sleep.
Thoughts like a rainbow, seven colors can be overflowing, ask the butterfly dream when to return, Tanabata color bridge under the flowers drunk, pacing intoxicated people have died, flowers under the tears, a few love. The wind with a smile, the clouds leisurely fluttering white long sleeves, flowers seem to understand the wind heart music frequently nodded, water in the wind layer brimming.
You waded into the water, lightly twisting the scroll, for me to shallow ink sketch, from now on I will live in your picture, the wind and rain is not immersed, cold and summer is not to. You twisted the wind gently chanting, the so-called Irena, in the water side.
From then on, I lived in the Tang and Song poems, soaked in books, full of poetic flavor. I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person, and I'm a good person.
The bridge is not a bridge, the fog is not fog, the heart is not the heart, the fight is not as good as the ferry, the ferry is not as good as the ferry, the ferry does not know how to cross? The year, the fragrance is thick, the sun is reflected in the rain, looking back at the lights like flowers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
At that time, the heart of the matter gurgling, love. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
At that moment, the face into forever, happiness flow into our hearts. Looking back at the century, I am like a dream, who is the flavor of the world? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most beautiful flowers in the world, and you'll be able to see them in the morning. The view from the fence, alone on the string hook, a thousand years of absolute love, with the sadness of the departed.
The appendix, looking for the bleak, once upon a time, a world of love, but a drop of red dust tears! The first time, a world of infatuation, but a handful of fallen flowers sadness! The time is shallow and the years are warm. The only thing I want is for my heart to be as clear as a lotus flower, and my heart to be as light as a chrysanthemum.
Not to be sad, not to be happy. I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it, but I'm going to be able to get the best out of it, and I'm going to be able to get the best out of it.
Choose an ancient town of Jiangnan poetic habitat, spring, look at the green lush; summer, enjoy the flowers red leaves Bi; fall to, with the fragrance of the fruit.
7. Beautiful sentence excerpts short doudoune monclerBeautiful sentence excerpts
1, we are like a needle on the surface, constantly turning, one side of the turn, the other side of the time to watch the time rush away, but can not do anything about it.
2, perhaps, the most beautiful thing is not to keep the time, but to keep the memory, such as the feeling of the first acquaintance, even if an inadvertent smile, is our most nostalgic story. I hope that the time, such as the first see.
3, time did not wait for me, is that you forgot to take me away, my left hand over the firefly, the right hand is ten years a long meditation.
4, when you really love the same thing when you will find language how fragile and powerless. Words and feelings are always separated.
5. I forgot which day of which month of which year I carved a face on which wall a smiling and sad face gazing at me.
6, if you are sad, try to look up at the sky, look at look at forget ...... it is so big, must be able to tolerate all your grievances.
7, I da da hoof is a beautiful mistake, I just pass by, not returnees.
8, to ideal not fantasy, to passion not pretense. In all things, know enough to be happy.
9, my tears stayed down, irrigated the soft grass below, I do not know the next year, will not open a ground of memory and sorrow.
10, together for a long time, the character of the two people will gradually complement each other, love more of that temper will be more and more good, more and more accommodating; loved that will be more and more overbearing. There will always be a person who will change himself, put down the bottom line to cater to indulge you. Not born good temper, just afraid of losing you, would rather spoil you more and more bad, trapped in the arms. The so-called personality incompatibility, just do not love the excuse.
11, a lot of times, the heart is obviously not that think, but can not control themselves and say the opposite.
12, lovers are people who will eat and chat together, tell stories and quarrel. Will be together until the hair turns gray, the weather is good when holding hands and go out for a walk together.
13, hold my hand, walk with eyes closed you will not get lost.
14, Life is about making choices, and once you make your choice, you have to live with your decision.
15, if you can be with you, I would rather let all the stars in the sky all loss, because your eyes, is the brightest light in my life.
16, the real failure is not that you did not make things, but you are willing to fail.
17, it turns out that some people you think are very important, you do not contact him, he will really never contact you.
18, listen well, people will have hate, worry, care about things, do not think about them. Such things get worse just by thinking about them. If you just put it in your heart, it will not be so heavy, and if you think about it with your head, it will be over.
19, if one day, let your heart can no longer move you, let your anger can no longer anger you, let your sadness can no longer let you tears, you will know that this time, this life has given you what you have to grow up, what you have to pay.
20, everything will be fine, even if not today, someday.
21, people are tired, rest; the heart is tired, calm. Grown up, mature, this society will see through. Tired, sad, squat down, give yourself a hug. Because no one in this world can sympathize with you and pity you. You cry, the tears are your own; you hurt, no one can appreciate. Then you only have tears to smile.
22, a lot of things we thought we would never forget in our lifetime, just in the days when we can't forget.
23, life is like a game of chess, a mistake, the whole disk is lost, this is a sad thing; and life is not as good as a game of chess, not possible to come back to a game, can not repent chess.
24, love is the best thing in the world, even if it hurts your heart, but also to smile and forget, and then start the next journey.
25, if only meet, and can not keep each other, life is best not to meet.
26. "I have always thought that the mountains are the story of the water, the clouds are the story of the wind, you are my story, but do not know, I am not your story."
8. What are some short beautiful sentencesSome beautiful sentences
Love is a lamp, darkness illuminates the distance ahead; love is a poem, cold warmth of the thirsty heart; love is the wind of summer, the sun of winter, the rain of spring, the fruits of autumn.
The fireworks on the other side of the river finally withered, the sacred fire of the temple dying, I saw your childlike smile, you asked, when heaven collapsed, whether our sins were finally forgiven
I do not remember from when you flew to my window every day, as long as I stretch my hand to think of the sky, you will appear divinely
When everything has become the past, close your eyes, still
When everything is in the past, close your eyes, and still can't forget, those flowers that once bloomed in your dreams
The past and the future are far away from yourself, the key is to seize the present, to seize the present.
Looking back, the days are full of colorful light and shadow, the barrier of memory, once the heartbeat of the voice has gradually faded away.
Wine-like thoughts, a drink on the drunk, drunk with all the enthusiasm to read this sad moon. So, the moon is drunk, the night is drunk, I am also drunk.
That period of time, no matter from what angle to read you, you are perfect, you are missing part, also has long been filled with the brush of my imagination.
You walk in the rain, you never take an umbrella; you have your own sky, it never rains.
Let's swing the heavy hammer! Each hit in the most tender parts, when the youth is gone, those parts will give birth to a thick sun cocoon, and eventually become a solid stone to support our no longer young but certainly beautiful life.
Life is like the sea, tolerance as a boat, boat in the sea, know the sea of broad; life is like a mountain, tolerance for the path, follow the path to climb the mountain, know the mountain of the tall; life is like a song, tolerance is a song, and song and song, know the song of the beautiful.
Life is a wise elder, life is a learned teacher, it is often the spring breeze and rain, silent to point out for us, to give us the enlightenment of life.
The past is dusty in the memory of the dream, and you are the only distinctive memory I have, the water droplets on the green leaves, is the tear drop of longing.
I have prostrated for a hundred years, smiled and burned for a hundred years just waiting for a reunion with you in ashes because your happiness is all my faith
I said I am not an angel, even if it is the time of the day, but also need other people's care, even if it gives me a caring extension, but no, nothing
I forgot which year and which month and which day, I carved on which wall A face, a face that smiled, sad and gazed at me