2. Spring rain falls from the sky like a thousand silver threads, like a beautiful bead curtain hanging in front of the house, and like a hand-spun tulle.
3. After a rainstorm, a picturesque scene appeared on the earth: after the grass absorbed this "nutritious water", it changed from a frail old man to a full-fledged young man; After this "timely rain", pear blossoms also grew snow-white pear blossoms, which were very popular. The withered wicker is covered with green "long hair". With this "long hair", he was praised by many poets: "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors."
4. Spring rain is like a beautiful ballad. Spring rain falls in the beautiful garden, and colorful flowers bloom one after another. Spring rain also fell on my delicate face, gently and softly, touching me like my mother's hand, very comfortable.
5. Have you always been moved by the spring rain? When the drizzle caresses your face, when the rain crosses your eyes, when the spring rain wets the peach and willow green, when the spring rain wets the green wheat seedlings, you can always feel something!
6, the rain is very fine, very cotton, like catkins floating in spring time and space, like the silver silk spit out by countless silkworm mothers, like the tulle spun artificially, and the silk is lingering.
7. Rain falls on the grass, and the grass sticks out its lovely little head and looks around; Rain falls on the petals, flowers smile happily, and colorful flowers, like beautiful women, become more delicate and charming; Rain fell on the wicker, the wicker sprouted, and the breeze blew, swinging and fluttering like a little girl's braid; Rain falls on the roof, making a "drip, drip" sound, as beautiful as a symphony; When the rain falls on the pond, the water immediately splashes and ripples everywhere, as if the water girl stood on tiptoe and danced ballet lightly. ...
8. You came to us with a beautiful wreath; You hold a basket of flowers and float in the air; You dragged that long green dress towards us. Spring rain, how many literati praise you at all times and in all countries! "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." This is Du Gongbu's poem praising you, Spring Rain. Do you know how much people expect you?
9. Spring rain is a "firework" on earth. Because of her arrival, we took off our thick cotton-padded jackets. Because of her arrival, we feel warm; Because of her arrival, we no longer feel tired.
10, the early grass stands in the bushes and says hello to one raindrop after another; Kittens run freely in the rain and play happily with small raindrops; Birds are singing sweet songs at the top of the tree, which makes passers-by intoxicated ... Looking at this scenery, I can't help but think of a poem by Meng Haoran: In the early morning of spring, I wake up happily and birds are singing around me. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
1 1. I don't know when the rain stopped. The rain clouds in the sky have dispersed. At this time, a faint white cloud is drifting. The golden morning glow began to hang in the eastern sky. In the pond in the middle of the garden, frogs are chirping in response after the rain; A red-tailed fish is swimming in the water in droves; The water is clear and white water lilies are in full bloom. All kinds of flowers and trees in the garden, nourished by the spring rain, present a lush scene, with green leaves and crystal beads remaining, which are particularly green and colorful under the morning light.
12, rain, dripping on the willow, willow pulled out new green branches; Rain drops on the bud, blooming the most beautiful petals; Rain drops on the soil, and Senecio grows in the soil.
13, spring rain is like cow hair, like a flower needle, like the soft hair of a spring girl ... rain and fog are everywhere, and beads of rain string together to cover everything like a cloud; Spring rain, sprinkled on the leaves, rustling sand, like a silkworm baby swallowing mulberry leaves; Spring rain falls on the eaves like ten thousand silver threads, and a drop of water falls from the eaves like a beautiful bead curtain. Spring rain, like dew, floats silently to the earth, nourishing the budding buds.
14, the crystal dew is still hanging on the branches, crumbling, and the willow grows stronger under the moisture of the spring rain; After the shower of spring rain, the flowers put on colorful dresses, clustered together, raised their childish faces and showed charming smiles; Moistened by the spring rain, the grass raises its green face and observes this wonderful world. Look, that's whispering Yanzi, looking for the home it should have in the spring rain.
15, spring rain began to fall in the wheat field, and the green wheat seedlings opened their sleepy eyes; Spring rain falls on the pond, and the ice in the pond melts; Spring rain fell in the Woods, and the trees changed into new green clothes; Spring rain falls on the lawn; The grass turns from yellow to green, fresh and lovely, and everything is full of vitality under the nourishment of spring rain.
Describe the parallelism of nature
1. The hot sun shines directly on the back, and summer is coming. We go into the forest, listen to birds singing, chase friendly animals and play with them; We went to the seaside to listen to the call of the sea, put on diving suits and explore the mysteries of the deep sea; In the dead of night, looking up at the starry sky, the stars are like pearls embedded in the sky, shining and infinitely magnificent.
2. King Tai is an endless grassland and thousands of miles away. I have seen the changes of its four seasons: in spring, the grass sticks out, and the whole grass is green, like a green carpet; In summer, the grassland changes from light green to dark green; In autumn, although the grass withered, it seemed to be covered with a golden carpet; In winter, the grass will shrink into the soil to hibernate.
3, Chunlan Qiuju, Xiahe Dongmei, this is the beautiful youth endowed by nature to the season; The spring breeze combs the willows and the night rain moistens the flowers, which is the ingenious charm of the creator to moisten youth; "The apricot blossom spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the autumn wind in the north" naturally intoxicated me.
4. Looking around, today's countryside is a new look, and cement roads are all villages; Rows of buildings have sprung up; Pieces of rice grains are golden and overflowing; The ridge of Tian Lulu is full of cattle and poultry; This industry is booming all over the world; All smiles are smiles; Every family is bathed in the east wind of new rural construction. What beautiful scenery and interesting pictures! Compared with the prosperity of the city, there is less noise here; Quiet, less traffic; Many animals add life. Along the way, all kinds of scenery reflect each other and are full of strong pastoral flavor.
Looking up at the sky, I saw many white clouds strolling leisurely in the blue sky. Some of them look like sheep and look chubby. Some are like eagles, as if they are about to take off; Some are like sailboats, with beautiful dreams ... Among them, one cloud is the most distinctive: it is very long, gently floating in the sky, like a white silk scarf, faint ... getting thinner and thinner from the middle to both sides, and gradually disappearing. It should be his mother calling him and telling him to go home early.
6. Nature is colorful in spring. Look at the pink peach blossoms and the green weeping willows swaying slightly. Pieces of green rice seedlings are lovely; A bed of golden rape flowers, full of fragrance; Villagers are driving transplanters in the fields, and green seedlings are exposed in the paddy fields where seedlings have been inserted; Happy little swallows are flying in the air. In the distance, green hills are hidden in mist, and dense forests are like green walls.
7. The most beautiful sound in the world is not the sound of rain; Not the tinkling of spring water; Not the rustling in the grass; Nor is it thunder and lightning, the most beautiful sound in the world, not a solo, but an ensemble of all the sounds of nature!
8. Listen! Lei Gong began to vent his anger. He roared so hard that everything in nature made its own sound. Springs tinkle, streams rush and trees rustle. All the voices are singing a happy ballad like thunder, sometimes high, sometimes tactfully, sometimes clear and cheerful, sometimes deep and heavy, the tree is playing Allegro, the grass is conducting, the stream is singing, and the spring is beating gongs. I guess they will never stop, this wonderful voice.
9. Listening is a kind of enjoyment and cultivates our sentiment; Listening is a feeling that allows us to better understand the true meaning of nature; Listening is a kind of ability to purify our hearts!
10, when the car just drove into Panshan Road in Qianmaling, we were all shocked by this beautiful natural scenery! Everyone can't wait to get off and watch. In the distance, mountains are stacked and peaks are listed. The mountain is covered with pine trees. Cypress and all kinds of unknown shrubs, green and red like burning flames, put on colorful coats for "Qianmaling". The grotesque rocks on the mountain are like a herd of horses. Some of them eat grass meekly, some look into the distance, some run fast, and some howl in the sky. I seem to hear the sound of hooves, and thousands of horses swept in like the tide. Then I remembered that this place was called "Qianmaling", and it really deserved its reputation! Standing on the Panshan Highway, the river looks like a silver ribbon, looming among the mountains. As the sun sets, the fiery red sun emits golden afterglow, and the mountains are immersed in this warm golden color.
1 1, although the scenery on the shore makes me nostalgic, the scenery of nature makes me even more obsessed: beautiful flowers; Green and tall trees; A grotesque boulder; Melodious birdsong ... All this makes people involuntarily want to leave their schoolbags to watch, experience and appreciate the beauty of nature. Poets throughout the ages like to send their feelings to the mountains and rivers, but who doesn't want to send their feelings to nature?
12, look, those chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Ao Shuang. They are colorful, red as fire, white as sprite powder and yellow as gold. They are all kinds, some like lion's head, majestic, some like a girl's pigtails, colorful, and some like a girl's shy face, slim and graceful. This beautiful chrysanthemum adds a lot of vitality to the autumn.
13, in spring, the catkins are chaotic and the grass color is blurred. In spring, the most beautiful thing is the bud. Watching those green "little eyes" grow from the branches that have been cold for a winter, the grass swayed with its weak body and quietly leaned out, looking forward to all the beautiful things in the world. Swallows whisper and butterflies fly in the sky; The gurgling river that just broke free from the "bondage" of ice is tinkling; That piece of goose yellow and green-once again, spring suddenly came.
14, listen carefully! What the voice of nature has given us; What a wonderful sound nature has given us; What a wonderful sound nature has given us. Ah! I am willing to hold your hand and listen to all the sounds of nature together!
15, beautiful nature is like a beautiful song, with beautiful melody and lyricism; Beautiful nature is like a magic pen, with endless novelty; Beautiful nature is like a poem, and I have endless nostalgia.
16, listen-the rustling sound on the fallen leaves; Listen-the sound of leaves swaying with the autumn wind; Listen-the sound of birds flapping their wings; Listen-the sound of the stream flowing; Shh, listen carefully. This is the voice of nature. This colorful voice makes me very willing to listen to it, because it's especially nice!
17. Walking in the garden, all kinds of birds are singing beautiful songs. Listen! "Cricket, cricket!" It turned out that crickets were playing music. Butterflies dance in pairs; Worms are playing music; Flowers compete with each other, but they are equal ... wow, what a beautiful, paradise-like world!
18, in spring, they began to sprout, green buds covered every branch, the soft spring breeze made the willows sway their long hair, and swallows danced around the willows. "The rustling of dancing leaves turned into the music of swallows dancing; In summer, they have lush foliage and birds nest in trees. Every morning, they chirp incessantly, like singing summer songs, and the small fish in the river jump around happily, like the dancing partners of birds. In autumn, willow leaves are all yellow, and when the wind blows, they fall one by one, in the air, like a butterfly dancing with the wind; Falling into the river, like a boat full of bugs; In winter, all the leaves are gone, and every willow tree is bare. From a distance, it looks like a bald monk sitting around a glass table. ...
19, capture nature, sing the sunset and the afterglow, and go to the forest to find peace; You can gallop alone in the lush grassland and merge with the bright moon and stars into the vast universe; You can throw yourself into the embrace of the sea, fall asleep under the kiss of the sea, and pursue a colorful future. ...
20. The reason why the world has spring flowers is because of you; There is lightning in the world because of you; There are so many fruits in the world because of you; There is snow in the world because of you. All living things in the world are because of you-nature.
Parallelism describing soldiers
1, the mission is that when the barren sand overflows Populus euphratica, there is a spirit still stationed in the vast frontier; The mission is that when the wind and rain are shaky, there is a kind of persistence that still stays on the soldier's face; The mission is that when security is difficult to measure, there will be a struggle at the forefront of the charge line.
If I were a soldier, I would be loyal to the motherland, the people and the law. If I were a soldier, I would serve the people unconditionally; If I am a soldier, I will bring satisfactory service to the people with my hands, peace to the motherland and peace to the world with my life.
3. Dedication means that soldiers undertake extremely hard work and only receive less remuneration; Dedication means that the soldiers are stationed in the desolate and hard frontier, far away from the bustling life of the city; Dedication means that soldiers are separated from their families, wives and children for a long time, and it is difficult to enjoy the romantic atmosphere of modern youth. Dedication means that soldiers are training hard, mastering local unnecessary combat skills, and facing new challenges when they are re-employed. ...
4. What are soldiers like? Soldiers are brave on the battlefield, and soldiers are brave on mission. Soldiers are the sky, covering everything in the world in the vastness; Soldiers are the earth, and they spy on the mark of the soul in the solid. Soldiers are made of steel.
5. What is a soldier? Soldiers are steel and the patron saint of the people! What is a soldier? Soldiers are indomitable giants! What is a soldier? Soldiers are the discipline of steel! What is a soldier? What is a soldier? Soldiers are the sons of the people!
6. Soldiers are born warriors, born brave, and a combination of blood and passion.
7. Soldiers are the pride of the motherland, the soldiers of the people and the vanguard of the masses. The military uniforms they wear represent their duties and what glory they leave behind.
8. Soldiers are not rain and dew, but bring new hope; Soldiers are not springs, but bring the sweetness of life; Soldiers are not the sun, but they bring warmth to the world.
Describe the father's parallelism
1, the father is like a big tree, supporting the family; Father, like the sea, contains my faults; My father is like a pointer, always pushing me forward. This is my father, ordinary and great!
2, my father is like a giant, propping up a living space for me. My father is like a mountain, shouldering all the burdens and making my life easy and safe. My father is like a master key, which solves all the problems and makes me happy. My father is like an endless sea, absorbing and filtering all the hardships, leaving me a happy and clear sky forever. My father is like the sun, illuminating my heart and keeping me sunny forever.
3. Father is a sketch. Sketch has no color, it is really true; Father is an abstract painting. Although abstract painting is abstract and hazy, it gives people infinite associations. Father is another landscape painting. The mutual integration of father and children, like the mutual integration of mountains and water in landscape painting, is warm and harmonious, and it is a brand-new feeling. Father is still a Chinese painting. Pay attention to artistic conception, use less pen and ink, and truly render the father's deep affection for his children.
4. Father is a river, flowing with years and telling the vicissitudes of the world; Father is the sea, holding up the sun and flying the wings of the sky; Father is a mountain with a strong backbone and the fragrance of earth.
5. My father's back makes me feel tough; My father's hands made me feel hard; A word from my father made me take over my confidence; My father's eyes showed me love.
6. Father is a big tree and a city wall, so we can rely on it; It is the flame and sunshine that keep us warm; Is the guardian of the child's life; It is the comfort of children when they are hurt; It is a street lamp when children are confused.
7. Father's love is the wind that blows away all your troubles; Father's love is a quilt that makes you feel warm; Father's love is stinky tofu, which tastes bad but smells good in his heart; Father's love is a hero because he is great.
8. My father is the vastest ocean and has taught me tolerance. Father is the most stalwart mountain, encouraging me to be strong; Father is the warmest light and brings me hope.
9. My father, like a mountain, has always stood tall in my heart and is my most solid support; My father, like the sea, always gives me the deepest care and tolerance, and is my destination that will never disappear; My father, like a lamp, repeatedly illuminates the road ahead for me and is the morning star when I am confused and helpless.
10, father, you are the sun in my life, warm and brilliant, which not only gives me life, but also gives me growth. Father, you are eternal in my life, just like a mountain, deep and powerful, shielding me from the wind and rain. Father, you are the love of my life, just like the stars and the moon at night, giving me hope and light in my life. Father, you are a legend in my life, like an endless sea, silent and gentle, healing my inner wounds.
1 1, my father is a silent mountain, my father is an ox pulling a cart, my father is a beam building a house, my father is a boat crossing the river, my father is the rudder of navigation, and my father is the head of a train. ...
12, my father's love is like a spring, which moistens my dry heart. Father's love is like a drop of rain and dew, nourishing me to grow sturdily. Father's love is better than the breeze, which awakened my determination to struggle. Father's love is a candle that illuminates my way forward. Fatherly love is a compass, which always guides the direction of my life.
13, dad is like a comfortable sofa, lying in his arms, full of happiness. Father is like an ATM. You sprinkle him with jiao, and you will have no worries about snacks. Father is like a solid stone, holding him tightly and having a dependence.
14, father is a candle, lit quietly for you; Father is a gardener, silently pruning for you; Father is a teacher. I will explain it to you patiently.
15, my father is like a book, so that I can always find the answer when I am confused. Father is like an umbrella, let my mother and I lean on him to shelter us from the wind and rain. My father is like a ruler, which makes me understand the principles and discretion before doing anything.