In the gray sky, the gray world and the gray jungle, it reflects the gray fundus. In the gray rainy season, in the gray air and in the gray mood, tears are the purest water drops.
In the gray heart, everything becomes ice. Let go of your worries. As long as I am happy, my gray heart is empty. I am like a puppet who has lost control of the thread, lost myself and lost my gray heart!
Once upon a time, I often complained about myself when I was looking for myself, but why can't I cry out my inner pain and depression at this moment? Therefore, my gray heart is so sad. It's like the wind is watching the rain in the night alone with tears, and it's like every eye will rush out of the prison!
I feel that there are many deceptions in the world, which taught me how to face the gloomy reality, but I also want to say that I can get rid of the darkness of the past. I hope a dreamer is like a white cloud, drifting away with the wind, without tears, just like dreaming, forgetting all the worldly things!
What color is happiness? If loneliness is gray? What if the sky is gray? So what will the whole world look like?
The gray sky is like a sad face. The gray rain is hidden in the sky, and I am waiting for the rain to fall. What a beautiful painting, I can't see the gray me, the gray me, I have no feeling. It's raining heavily in the dark sky, and my soul is flying in the sky, flying to no man's land. ...
There is gray between white and black, which represents me!
Song of flowers
I am an elf. Teacher Chun woke me up. I quietly poked my head out of the ground, shook off the dust and took a breath of fresh air. Release your fragrance and beauty in the sun.
I am a rainbow, and the sunshine illuminates me, so I look for new things in nature and make friends with them. They are always happy to see me and invite me to dance. Nature is full of vitality and beauty.
I held my head high, and the sun father-in-law gave me beautiful seven-color light; I looked down and my brother Cao Qing sang for me.
Rain and the earth are my mother and father. I am thirsty, and my mother makes me suck milk greedily; I was hungry, and my father let me absorb energy to my heart's content.
In autumn, I turn into spring mud, but I firmly believe that I can overcome difficulties and setbacks!
In winter, I proudly bloom on the branches of plum blossoms. I'm sure I can overcome the difficulties, I have overcome the setbacks!
Another spring, I leaned out my little head. I am more confident to show my beauty in the sun.
My life goes on like this.
I am the spirit of spring; Raindrops in summer; Maple leaves in autumn; The winter sun ...
Song of the clouds
I am the daughter of the sea and the earth. Mother Earth married me to the blue sky, and the glittering and translucent water drops were my dowry from father Ocean.
In the morning, I turned into a veil-like mist, sending shining dew to Mother Earth and washing away the dirt on her green hair; At night, I turned naughty into cool dew and wiped the dust off my skin for my mother who had worked hard all day. In warm spring, I am my mother's air freshener. On a hot summer day, I helped my father send a summer shower to my mother and all her children. When the air is crisp in autumn, it is my saddest time. I snuggle with the blue sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is the best interpretation of our love. In winter, I am a beautiful catkin, like a drunk floating from the air, rushing to the warm embrace of my parents with deep affection, expecting to become more pure and flawless again in the spring after winter.
Life is the same. There are four seasons, but things change. Spring rain, autumn frost, summer rain and winter snow are all my gorgeous dances and beautiful songs. This is my life. I am willing to go round and round for everything I love. In reincarnation, I will get eternal life!
Song of shadows
I am another endpoint on the earth, conveying the world in silence.
Just my heaven, I am everywhere. Because only in the light can I show my figure.
I am out of the dark, playing on the earth.
As soon as I raise my hand, human beings will follow me, such as traditional shadow play, which I control in my hand.
I went to the pyramids more than 4000 years ago and visited the unparalleled tomb of Tutankhamun.
I attended the coronation ceremony of the British royal family and enjoyed the most famous family treasures in the world.
I have Africa Star, Cullinan 2 and Mountain of Light.
I watched Mrs. Atoka sink to the bottom of the sea.
William randolph hearst invited me to visit his Hessburg.
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I use myself as a fulcrum to pry open a corner of the earth.
When I was a child, I could play at night and make an adventurer scream when he saw me.
I can wriggle like an amoeba, or stay behind Napoleon.
I can do anything.
My companion and I formed another world on the earth.
Song of the wind
Wind, the wind running in space!
No matter what words I use to praise you, I can't keep up with your galloping speed, your freedom and your changes.
I marvel at your bravery and lightness. You have traveled all over the world in an instant, and you have traveled all over the boundless ocean. Even Ferrari and satellites can't keep up with your speed. When you are quiet, gently rub the leaves and walk in the most common and narrow place.
Wind! You scream, you howl. That's your own voice. You slip past us and whistle softly. That's your other voice.
Wind! Run as hard as you can Embrace life freely!
Wind! In the context of the forest, you whisper, you say, how much I love life!
Wind! In the vast desert, you raised your arms and shouted, you said, I want to eliminate all ugliness and ignorance!
Wind! In the dark winter night, you cried in a low voice, and you said, I want to be wronged by the unfairness in this world and leave the last warmth to the weak!
Wind! In the sultry summer, you sing, you say, I want to sing a happy song for busy people!
If only I were the wind.
Song of white clouds
I am the daughter of the sea and the earth. Mother Earth married me to the blue sky, and the glittering and translucent water drops were my dowry from father Ocean.
In the morning, I turned into a veil-like mist, sending shining dew to Mother Earth and washing away the dirt on her green hair; At night, I turned naughty into cool dew and wiped the dust off my skin for my mother who had worked hard all day. In warm spring, I am my mother's air freshener. On a hot summer day, I helped my father send a summer shower to my mother and all her children. When the air is crisp in autumn, it is my saddest time. I snuggle with the blue sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is the best interpretation of our love. In winter, I am a beautiful catkin, like a drunk floating from the air, rushing to the warm embrace of my parents with deep affection, expecting to become more pure and flawless again in the spring after winter.
Life is the same. There are four seasons, but things change. Spring rain, autumn frost, summer rain and winter snow are all my gorgeous dances and beautiful songs. This is my life. I am willing to go round and round for everything I love. In reincarnation, I will get eternal life!
Song of dew
Crystal dew, from the hands of the dew goddess in the morning, scatters all the dust, like one by one full of wisdom.
Wise spirits throw themselves into the embrace of the earth with joy, shining like precious diamonds, crystal clear,
People can't put it down
I am a small dewdrop, I fell into this world with my brothers and sisters, and I like being in hehe very much.
Jules stayed in her hand and listened to her whisper to us, "Goodbye!" "Reluctant to say goodbye and fall into the world.
Suddenly, I saw another scene. In the garden, flowers are in full bloom, and all kinds of aromas come to the nose. Baihua and me
A good friend, Baihua is very kind to me, and I am also a friend of the field. Rain is falling all is my sister, to me.
I am not as beautiful as my sister and praised by most poets, but I am also like a crystal.
As clear as a silver bell, it can give some help to help the younger brother of the plant grow better and make the flowers bloom beautifully.
I am young, but I can also make some contributions ... I am a small dewdrop, following the guidance of Teacher Feng.
Thank you, kind wind girl, for coming to this beautiful room!
I fell gently, fell on this beautiful person, fell on this beautiful flower, and let the flower get moist.
It fell in the field and brought a little sweetness. The flowers are laughing, the fields are singing and watching the flowers unfold for me.
A colorful flower path welcomes us. The bright sunshine really let us release everything.
Wait for tomorrow, wait for tomorrow's dew to come again, wait. ...
Ye zhige
I am a baby on a branch. Spring has come, and I quietly left my infancy and poked my head out to see this wonderful world. Others say my clothes are cute. The bird landed on the trunk and took a nap. They always sing for my bright colors. When I grow up, I always make contributions to mankind. I inhale carbon dioxide and exhale fresh oxygen. Seeing people's healthy lives, I am proud of my work. I'm also the Rain Sound Choir. When she sings, I will sing "sand, sand, sand" in a low voice and sing with her. We composed a symphony of rain together. Slowly, the years left traces on me, and my clothes turned yellow, like old photos, submerged in the depths of memory, and no one remembered me anymore. No one cares about me, but I still use my weak body to make oxygen for people, although only a little ... slowly, I feel my breathing faster and faster, and then slowly slow down. Suddenly, I stopped breathing. When the wind blows, I can and will fall down. This is what humans often say-death? I can't bear to think about it. A broom swept under my trunk and I didn't feel any pain. I am glad to see that my body has been corroded a little, and the inorganic salts produced have been absorbed back by the trees. This is me, the life of a leaf. It seems to be similar to human life. ............................................................................................................................................ ......................... But I believe that as long as it is a meaningful life, God will definitely set an eternal tombstone for you in heaven. So let's explore a meaningful life together!
Song of the night
Night, mysterious and strange, but with a noble breath.
People who have been busy all day are lying in comfortable beds, dreaming their dreams. That wonderful and beautiful dream.
Maybe someone will blog with cucumber slices and dark circles in front of the computer screen; Someone may write hard under the desk lamp with a red cloth with the word "win" tied to his head.
However, no one noticed the night.
The lonely heart under the gorgeous appearance.
People admire light and spurn darkness. But they didn't notice that it was because of the night that they could get a good rest environment; It is because of the night that they can notice the brilliance and beauty of the moon and stars; It is because of the darkness that they can restore their original calm mentality. ...
Poor night, no one noticed you. You pay too much, but you are ignored. ...
At night, you are like a black water lily, blooming freely. Let the fragrance cover everyone …
Autumn songs
Shout "autumn wind is rustling, she is blowing in a rotation, and autumn is swaying." Does she miss the branches? Or will it be blown down? Finally, the fallen leaves chose the latter, fluttering around in the wind, hovering down, like butterflies dancing in ballet, gently falling to the ground, blending with the "golden carpet" on the ground.
In autumn fairy tales, the most opinionated protagonist is the sky. The autumn sky is so high that it looks clear and transparent, just like an ethereal crystal. Wisps of white clouds are subtle patterns on the crystal.
Autumn fairy tales, the most mature protagonist is the field. The bulging rice seeds, the heavy wheat, and the sorghum bent with laughter are blown by the autumn wind, and the golden waves in the rice sea are one after another.
Autumn fairy tales, the passionate protagonist is the maple leaf. Maple leaves have become as red as fire, just as Du Mu wrote: "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frosty leaves are redder than the February flowers."
Fairy tales in autumn, no vibrant scenery in spring, no spectacular lightning and thunder in summer, no white snowflakes in winter, and interesting snowball fights … but she has another meaning.
Song of the wind
I am a piece of gauze as thin as a cicada's wing. God spread me to the world, so the four seasons took me to make new clothes for nature.
I was a stream of thoughts from Athena, so people took me away and added vitality to the world.
I am happy and make people feel comfortable; I roared, people were afraid, and people were at a loss.
Dandelion and the earth are lovers, and I am a homing pigeon that conveys love between them: this one is extremely hot in his heart, and I will handle it; I'm going to comfort that upset man.
My roar is a precursor to the coming storm; The stillness of the tree symbolizes my departure.
I flew over the grassland, and thousands of boundless grasses bowed to me. Once I saw the injustice, I immediately roared, punished those restless people and perpetrators, and made them apologize to me.
In silence, I touched my wounded hearts with gentle hands and comforted them.
I am the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of all things and the masterpiece of nature. This is so similar to love: it is the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of everything and the masterpiece of nature.