When the white rabbits are full, they run around the sand in groups of three, like little snowballs rolling.
The kitten's head was round, with a pair of pointy little ears, and its big green eyes stared like two little green lights.
The kitten "Mimi" has a pair of big ears, all day long straight up, which place there is a sound, immediately turn that way, like a special performance radar.
The cat's entire body is white with black spots, and from a distance it looks like a ball of snow-white cotton with a few drops of ink on it.
The kitten had a herringbone-shaped mouth under its nose, and six white whiskers on either side of it, which often flapped, quite divinely. The cat's whiskers are very hard, like steel needles, and can measure out the size of a hole.
The little black cat's long tail waved from side to side like a little whip.
The kitten had a pair of big, translucent, flexible eyes, and the black pupils would change: in the morning, like the core of a jujube; at noon, they became thin lines; at night, they turned into two green light bulbs, round and glittering.
The kitten gets up in the morning and stretches a little, then sits up again, licks a little spittle on the tip of his tongue with his two front paws, washes his face like a human being, and licks his fur with his tongue over and over again until there is a little light.
The little dog was covered in golden-colored fur that shone like it had just been rubbed with oil.
The innocent, sweet, curly-haired poodle with the little black tail that wagged like a rolling pom-pom.
That little black dog, with a shiny black fur, just like black satin, oily and smooth; snow-white little paws, like 4 plum blossoms; that pouting little tail, always wagging leisurely and unceasingly.
The black dog didn't growl or bark, like a very dignified warrior, majestic and sophisticated, squatting motionless, majestically spreading out the velvet-like long hair on his chest.
The dog's bark is not like a cat's mimicry, nor is it like a tiger's bark, but it is full of energy, making it sound strong and dry.
This big fat pig, with a round ass and a rather large stomach, had to walk slowly due to its excessive fat, as if it were a lord with a big rack.
When this pig ate, its two ears flapped like large fans, its head lolled, and its eyes were fixed on its food.
The pig walked obediently to the pen after eating and lay down lazily, and grunted twice from time to time, with a good look of contentment. This horse, the whole body fur black hair red, red in the bright, oily, like just jumped out of the oil tank.
This date-red horse, long mane spread out, running, four hooves like not touching the ground.
This tall horse, with every part of his body so well matched, and every muscle showing strength, was so soft and fit at first glance.
In an instant, Thousand Miles of Snow lifted smoothly into the air, gliding like a glider over a deep ravine, landing gently on the opposite bank, and continuing on its way.
The little donkey is so cute, black eyes drip slinking around, like a deer in the headlights.
"Quack, quack, quack, quack ......" donkey hooves sound even and monotonous, like the wall of the wall clock in the swing. The mule tilted its head, the red tassel on the head of its leather cage like a bright red cocklebur in the fall rain.
These cows, white and black, seemed to be wearing cotton coats.
The cow's two eyes were as big as brass bells, the two curved horns were green and bright, especially the yellow hair, which was as shiny as silk.
The black bull was violent and vicious, with two eyes as big as ping-pong balls and as red as flames, and two sharp horns on its head, as sharp as blades.
The snow-white sheep were scattered on the turquoise grassland, like flowers, like clouds, like holy hada.
The sheep wandering on the grassland were like piles of rolling silver.
The blizzard grew more and more violent, scraping the sheep like cotton balls rolling.
A peaked camel, slowly moving its figure in the lonely smoke of the desert, was like a boat sailing in the sea, riding the wind and facing the waves. The camel's eyelashes are double, and when the wind picks up the sand, the double eyelashes act like guards, blocking the sand from blowing into their eyes.
The sunbird's beak was strangely born, much like an awl, sharp and long, and slightly curved.
The sun came out and shone on the bird's yellow feathers, and its whole body became golden, almost like the mythical golden-winged bird. When they reached the forest, the clamor of the hundred birds seemed to play a never-ending music, and even the slightly trembling leaves seemed to be singing.
The goldfinches sang, jumped, and sometimes fluttered, like a group of tireless children, adding more interest to this quiet mountain village.
The birds in this forest come in all colors and all tones. Listen, soprano, alto, thick voice, thin voice, simply all kinds of genres, all kinds of voice singers, holding a big singing competition here.
The peacock's tiny head is like inserting several emerald flowers, the unfolding colorful screen is like a huge feather fan, and one black ring, black, green and yellow, is like countless big eyes.
Only a flower peacock shook its tail with a clatter, and the beautiful tail was like a colorful fan in the hands of a fairy, slowly spreading out, and like translucent pearls spreading on it, which was very beautiful.
The peacock flew like a beautiful green colored cloud, floating over the mountain tops.
Only the long feathers of the flower peacock trailing behind its tail straightened up and formed a circle, like a big colorful umbrella, and like a round piece of colored satin.
When the peacock opens its screen, it looks like a blue palace fan, and those eye spots on its tail feathers reflect the light as if they were countless small mirrors.
There are so many peacocks there, on the side of the road, in the field, in groups of three, in groups of five, as if the beauty is dragging a long emerald-colored skirt, wandering around, not avoiding people at all.
The swans swam forward on the lake with their pink paws, and the surface of the lake rippled with sparkling waves, which looked as if a white sailboat was swinging in the water from afar, and was like white clouds in the sky reflecting on the surface of the water.
The white swan used its red flippers to vigorously paddle the green lake water, and its body swayed like a dinghy model.
The white porcelain of the swan's smooth feathers, without a trace of impurity, as if a ball of thick ink splashed on it, but also will be rolled down the whole thing, not stained with a half a star.
A pair of snow-white swans, like two large white lotus floating on the water.
On the lake, when the swans stretched out their broad wings and led the wings to beat the water, it was like a flat boat with a leaf and a sail. On the wide lake, groups of white swans, wandering leisurely, like a white floss drifting in the wind.
The lake is calm, the water is clear to the bottom, the mountain light and water color into one, white as if in a fairyland between, linger.
The swans are sometimes quite necked and headlong, as the general; sometimes curved neck and head down, leisure and elegant like a fairy.
When the cranes unfolded their beautiful wings, dancing, the long legs, the elegant dance how like the outstanding "ballet master".
The cranes, like early blooming rushes, landed softly and slowly in the swampy area.
The cranes are natural dancers. They have bright red heads, long necks, white feathers and slender legs, and they are really beautiful, dashing and graceful.
The cranes' snow-white heads are topped with a bright red crown, like a white gold crown embedded with an eye-catching ruby.
The crane always stands up high, stretches its neck and looks around, often standing for a long time. Therefore, people often use the words "crane standing" and "crane looking" to describe the beautiful gesture of looking around with a straight neck in theater and dance.
When the cranes fly long distances, they often form a "V" or "Y" shape. From a distance, the cranes appear to be floating in a light and graceful manner.
A group of wild ducks on the surface of the water, brilliant feathers, in the sunset, like floating a cluster of garlands.
These mallards were all born with a golden emerald-colored head, bright eyes, and a ring of grayish-white feathers around their necks, as if each mallard was wearing a string of pearl collars.
The ducks floated leisurely, a moment to fall into the bottom of the water, and a moment to stand on the tip of the wave, like a child in a swing.
There were a few mallards swimming on the lake in the distance, like a small radio-operated warship, so heroic and majestic.
The colorful pheasants, chest out, stride out of their grassy nests like proud generals.
The golden pheasant's feathers were so colorful and oily that it looked like it was wearing a big, gorgeous dress.
The golden pheasant stood in the sun with its wings spread out, like a phoenix rising from the sun, and its body was golden and beautiful.
The golden chicken has a proportional body type, athletic feet, head wearing a yellow crown, neck decorated with a golden "collar", both shoulders have a golden shawl.
The male mandarin ducks have gorgeous plumage, with brown backs, white bellies, feathered crowns, and long white eyebrows behind their eyes, as if they have just been made up.
In the reed ponds, mandarin ducks often stretch their necks long, and their wings spread out to beat the water. Pairs of colorful, gorgeous mandarin ducks in the water play, chasing, swimming side by side, and sometimes issued a "coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo" low and soft call, as if the couple in the whispering.
The body structure of geese is very much like a boat, a pair of webbed feet, like two oars. The flattened beaks have jagged notches that make it easy to cut off young leaves and stems of plants and to pore over tubers and seeds of aquatic plants.
A group of geese "goo goo ga ga" screaming to fly south, a moment in a row into a "human", a moment in a row into a "one". The geese in line, like a triumphant march of the team spread their wings and flew south, echoing each other to go forward.
The geese shook their wings in the sunlight and flew up leisurely from the grass. They flew up to the sky in a row, like soldiers on the march, shouting and singing, their voices full of conviction of victory.
The geese formed a neat herringbone shape and flew forward with the same goal, and they cried loudly in the sky as if they were solemnly declaring that their team was neat and their goal was clear.
The feathers on the kingfisher's head resembled an olive-colored turban embroidered with emerald-green patterns, the feathers on its back resembled a light-green spring dress, and the feathers on its belly resembled a russet shirt.
A kingfisher suddenly flew out from among the willows and skimmed across the water toward another bush, its beautiful plumage taking away the eyes of the crowd.
Some fish were triangular in shape and swam like bats flying.
A large lobster, in the moonlight, lived like a warrior in armor and helmet.
The long whiskers of a large lobster resemble the branches of a tree dancing.
Submerge your head into the water, the fish see more clearly: green body, black stripes, wagging head to accompany you to play in the water, you do not seem to be swimming, but inadvertently broke into a garden, into a fairy tale palace, colorful flowers swimming or poetic dream, surrounded by you, cutting your soul and mind, you then lost in a trance can not own, probe out of the water, the sun is still shining, the sun is still shining, the sun is still shining, the sun is still shining. When you look down into the sea, your dreams still come true. The small fish naughty peck your legs itch you want to laugh, reach out to drive, the fish swiftly flash, athletic and agile, I dare say they are accustomed to the surprise of the swimmers, with human play as a fish must be taught.
The goldfish are also like this, they are like living in the water can swim flowers. What "pearl scales", "lion's head", "crane red", "blister eyes", "The number of varieties of ...... is astonishing, and each one has its own advantages. You say "pearl scales" to look good, but some people see "blister eyes", only happy it, those eyes above the two big blisters long goldfish, simply like fish in the clown, and sometimes even make people laugh straight back, and even out of tears.
The shrimp does also look good, greenish-white translucent body in the water scurrying, countless pairs of small claws brush scratching. The two black-bean eyes stared with extraordinary distinction. A section of armor was arranged like tank tracks.
The shrimp were very much at home in the tank. Sometimes they swim alone, sometimes chasing each other, sometimes close to the tank wall. If you use a small bamboo branch to move those resting shrimp, it immediately to other quiet corners to pop up, along the way as if angry, constantly dancing in front of the pair of long, thin feet, feet at the end of the vice pincers of a one by one, whiskers are also a warped waving, even the eyes are also a protruding one. At this point, if they encountered their idle companions, they would fight.
The little white bubbles spitting out of the little crab's mouth seemed like an old man leisurely smoking a hookah.
The huge crabs spit white foam from their mouths and walk horizontally on their eight feet, like a brutal bully.
Their body armor is like an odd hat, Guan Gong crab's hat is vaguely visible human face-like patterns; big-eyed crab's hat four corners of the square, as if a piece of dried bean curd; pike crab's hat on the two ends of the tip, as if weaving the shuttle; boxing crab's hat, like a half a ball of leather ...... is really all kinds of shapes and sizes and nothing is strange.
It is at this time, I do not know who surprised called up: "Come to see Luo, crab tide, crab tide!" I followed the sailors to the bow cabin, along the searchlight light column to see, ho, deep sea water, thousands of big crabs actually swim, converging into a piece of black pressure tide. Sometimes set off layers of crab waves, sometimes rolled up a crab eddy. Close to the bulkhead, quietly listen to a burst of "brush, brush, brush" sound, as if stirring a wave of spring tide. I carefully observed, a sea crab is more than half a catty, the action is quite flexible, it seems, sideways is the strength of the crab, backward, forward is also easy and free. The crabs were green, yellow, white and black, like a flower blooming on the seabed.
A monkey sits cross-legged on the ground scratching its ears with its paws, grimacing in delight.
Monkeys dressed in children's clothes, climbed to the top of the pole, inverted vertical dragonfly, its naughty look amused everyone to laugh at monkeys jumping in the streams, chasing each other, like a child playing hide-and-seek
Golden monkeys suddenly popped out of the bamboo forest, all of a sudden, the sky caused by the static surface to become alive, they are in the branches between the swings jumping to and from the branches, and often the mouth and the tail of a line of drinking water in the wall, which in turn gave us how many This gives us more and more funny flavor. Tourists in such a lot of fun in the world, it seems to feel that they are just a color and line, fully integrated into the picture screen of nature.
People love the monkeys of Emei Mountain, on the washing pool, there will be groups of monkeys to the tourists begging, perhaps, the monkeys of Emei Mountain is too elfin, in the influence, but also stained with human vulgarity. It is said that they are now also broad, visitors to the things to give less, they are not happy, light teeth, scaring the timid people, sometimes, even want to pass the pockets out to them to see, only to let go; worse, the tourists' cameras, small recorders detained, hanging in the treetops, in order to extort money.
A flock of crows flew in the setting sun, covering the fading sky like a black net.
A pair of mandarin ducks floated serenely in the water like a couple.
The egret is a delicate poem.
The crow is such a black and ugly bird that in the evening it flies in groups in the air, or perches under a tree in twos and threes, cawing bitterly, bitterly, which makes people feel a sense of disgust.
The crows, like a black whirlwind, suddenly take to the air and then suddenly land, and the whole village is under its cover, and then all the trees in the village are occupied by them, like big black flowers. This was the scene when the crows first entered the village. The crows must have an alpha and discipline; they leave the place in absolute unison, and seemingly overnight, they are nowhere to be seen. The crows return to their homeland in the fall, and they still enter the village by surprise, but only make a brief stop to rest, and then hurry away.
It was a little egret. Snow flannel like spindle body body, lighter than rushes, clean and beautiful, long iron red feet, red wax like straight into the shallow water, high snow neck held up a long straight and sharp and moist purple beak, on the background of the pale pond, a picture of an old monk into the statue. Suddenly, there was a chugging sound of breaking water, very light, very fast, and then I saw a very thin wheat fish in my mouth, exaggeratedly tilted his neck, and masticated into his stomach.
A green deer galloped over the edge of the grass like a black projectile.
The fawn followed the doe like a guard warrior.
The fawns looked up at their master with their big trusting, kind eyes.
The deer drifted slowly across the meadow like streaming clouds.
Beautiful antlers are the buck's second feature and attract the female's admiration; at sunset, it is common to see bucks admiring their antler crowns reflected in the water! Bucks are known for their love of antlers, and when a wild buck is captured by a hunter, it would rather break its antlers on a tree or rocky cliff than give them away.
Its forked horns, which stood on end, looked so stubborn and hard; its brown, glittering eyes contained both goodness and hatred, bravery and wisdom; its long, slender neck, which stood upright, symbolized indomitability, and its wavy waist, clothed in yellowish winter fur, was so beautiful, and its four upright legs seemed to gather the strength of its whole body. Ah, it's so beautiful.
It was a very pretty donkey with a red silk tied around its forehead. It reminded me of the movie scene of a new bride returning home: the sound of hooves pounding on the aspen path, idyllic. With tenderness, I stroked the back of the donkey, and it raised its head and looked at me. The watery gaze was unforgettable. I hold the reins of the small donkey, but it violently lowered its head, naive, I suddenly felt that its posture is really a bit small, can not bear to ride it.
The spiders lined up in an octagonal formation to catch the flying general alone.
Blue fireflies danced in the grass, like stars falling from the sky.
Fireflies, gently and leisurely like floating a small blue lamp.
So many fireflies between the trees, as if some small elves, playing a small lantern, where the parade event like that point flickering light bugs, like a mischievous eyes.
There was a spider weaving a web in the corner of the wall in the dark, like a handful of small doors.
From spitting out the first strand of silk, the silkworms stopped eating mulberry leaves, when there was only out, not in, just a spitting silk. Spit, spit, spit, spit non-stop, spit, spit, spit, spit in the dark, spit with the heart, spit with blood, spit with the five viscera and six lungs, spit with their whole life ...... a "silkworms to death silk party", often make people weep. The top of the white net, is their graveyard? Silkworms are all their lives to repay the gift of spring, they are buried in their own spit silk ah!
The spider was busy, first pulling out a silk thread horizontally, and then pulling out another one back. Then, it pulled the thread vertically again. Three pulls, two pulls, east and west, then pulled a gossip type. Then from the outside to turn inward and then pull the line, a circle, a round, a round, crisscross, shuttle. Not more than one tug, and not less than one line of pull. There is no line of wrong line, no step in the wrong way. I marveled: Could it be that there is an electronic computer in the abdomen of the spider, commanding it to operate in strict accordance with the program?
Summer night, everything seems hazy, dark, it seems that even the air has become clear Fu Fu.
The summer night, everything seems to be hazy and dark, it seems that even the air has become clear and fragrant. ...... In the bean shed melon frame, under the water in the forest, in the hedge before the bush grass, the fireflies flew up: three, two, two, before and after, when high and low, so light and quiet, negligent, as if some invisible elf with a green lantern, flying to and from the wonderful image and color, is indeed fascinating. They were high and low, broken and continuous, singing and harmonizing, as if they were a large group of secluded orchestra, playing a secluded tune there it was a lift and a beat, and even the length of the sound, as if it contained a beat
The oil bells sang lowly here, and the crickets played the lyre here.
Cicadas do not sing like frogs short, jumping, like sound drums, but long, high, persistent: "hissing ...... hissing", as if erhu. Therefore, in the summer field orchestra, if the frog is the drummer, then the cicada is the string musician. Imagine: the hot summer sun in the sky, the tree branches do not move, even the geese and ducks are gathered in the shade of the time, if there is no string musician's high-pitched sonata, it will make people feel how lonely ah!
In the fall night, the sound of crickets can be heard everywhere. Cricket is a very fun little insect, it has thin wings, the color of purple and brown and glossy, it has two very fat legs, so it is very good at jumping; it has two very sharp teeth, and the same kind of fighting each other, it will be used as a sharp weapon, because it is fun, so we are small children, there is no one who does not like it.
The praying mantis is a larger insect. It has a slim figure, plain and beautifully decorated, a slender neck, topped by a head that can turn in any direction and a pair of filiform antennae, and long wings like light green sarongs that cover its large belly. This very kind appearance, so you can hardly think, it is also a "fierce general" to kill the enemy miles!
Once, a big praying mantis saw a big grayish-yellow locust in the grass, and immediately made a spasm-like jump, the two wings stretched out diagonally to the sides, just like two symmetrical "sails" mounted on the back. At the same time, the two pairs of hind feet, the body raised high, two big knife shrinking in front of the chest. Mantis after this strange posture, motionless, eyes staring straight at the locusts, head with the other side of the movement and slow turn. At this moment, the locust was scared out of its wits, life and death in the blink of an eye, although it had strong hind legs to jump and wings to fly, but it was too late. In its attempt to escape between a flash of thought, the mantis of the two "big knife" has been thrown hard, the locusts have not struggled, on a life. The mantis also has a set of unusual skills, that is, its color will change with the color of the surrounding grass and trees.
Snake coiled into a ball, open mouth a spitting very fast tongue, as if spitting a flame
"Wow date wow date wow date wow date," summer nights, you will often hear this fascinating sound. This is the "song" of the date frog, a tireless musician.
Frogs hop around in every field, their mouths sounding both like talking and singing. There are many kinds of frogs, some with green back skin, some with flowers, some with brown skin, and the skin under their bellies is always white. Some frogs have a big adult fist, some only a child's finger so small, big and small are not afraid of people, are wantonly in the paddy fields, ponds, roadside shouting, called their mouths under the skin bulging out of a body at least one-third of their a bubble. They reluctantly hid in the mud for a winter, there are too many emotions smothered in the stomach need to vent. People in the village don't call them frogs, but toads.
The tadpoles that the frogs' eggs turn into are endlessly attractive to some children. They crouch beside them, scrutinizing their silly, naive swims in the water. They ignored their presence, but their faces smiled and smiled, smiling more than the tadpoles. They fished them in their hands to look left and right, how can not figure out how the black they will change color when they are big, the belly will grow legs, long tail will become no longer. They asked the adults, the adults said vaguely, they were originally fish in the water, because they want to see the world on the water, often climbed to the shore, and slowly, the appearance changed.
A little mouse, sneaking out from under the table, slowly ate the crumbs from the floor. The mouse was so small that it relentlessly and blithely ate while looking up. The ...... light shone on it in the shadow of the lamp, and it was very, very small, with tender light gray fur, a nimble little body, and a pair of twinkling, bright little eyes.