Good Sentence Excerpts

With a gentle shake, he slowly pulled up the net, and there were some fresh, live fish flowers, jumping and leaping in the net like a pocket of silver stars ......

The gray and white chub, which swam like an arrow, could probably only be caught up with in a jet plane. The blackfish, that is a Hercules, than the wrestler, you must be careful of its gills on both sides of the hard spines, and like a steel whip like tail. Carp, grow fat, short, swim up a swing, pretend to be very solemn look, live like a big boss.

Chickens eat worms, food bag bulging like a small ball, walking are swaying. Look at those hens, red under the chin, holding out a big belly, "cluck cluck", climbed to the grass nest to give birth to a treasure to go.

The sheep are eating the goo round, tail like a big upside down oil gourd, hanging on the buttocks, flap flap flap.

The bees, so diligent yo, rush like flying to and fro. The bee, hairy feet holding flower clusters, pollen, happy "buzz" straight yell, as if afraid that people do not know; to go to the bee, gauze like small wings fan ah fan ah, windy, as if to rush to the class like.

All the chickens are here, ah ah ah ah, red undershirt, green tail, yellow pants legs, sheep's hooves, and so on, crowded and yelling a large, like countless living and jumping flowers. Some of them flapped their wings and ran in the Wo Ping; some of them knocked each other's mouths, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

Swarms of pigeons pecking on the road, frequently nodding, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing, cooing and cooing.

The white and tender silkworm girl, ate a few days of mulberry leaves, and sleep on the silkworm bed, take off the old clothes, put on new clothes, waking up, waking up, and from then on day by day hair bright.

The white cockerel had white feathers all around, and the crown on his head was as red as blood, as if he were wearing a little red hat.

The great cockerel's crown was red like a red flower on top, and the sarcoma under his beak drooped like a pair of earrings hanging from it.

The big cockerel was covered with oily flower feathers, like wearing a brocade coat, and it called out, "Oh date oh!" It's like a golden trumpet player.

The white rooster put up the crown angrily flapped his wings, stretching his long neck arrow-like forward. Suddenly, with a strange cry, arching his back, the hairs on his neck spread out like a fan, he rose up in the air to pounce on the flower rooster.

The neighbor's rooster fled, but my rooster with a victor's gesture, looking like a triumphant general, in the yard, constantly circling, showing might.

The yellow rooster is singing at the top of his lungs, like a tenor singer making his debut.

In the distance came the sound of a piece of chicken crowing, one after another, a hundred and one, just like a fresh morning song, is to welcome the arrival of the dawn.

Look at the style of chicken grabbing food, disgusting, before and after the planing, left and right kick, lest they can not eat alone as greedy heart exposed

Waiting to open the door of the chicken nest, you see, this group of struggling chickens, not at all like a duck, is not modestly courteous in turn out, but crowded rubbing, and even with the flying call, and escape like a way to go.

I saw an egg slowly shook a little, and then heard the "beep" sound, the egg shell appeared above a small hole, and then emerged from the hole a sharp cream-colored beak, like silkworms eat mulberry leaves generally pecked at the egg shell, and slowly from the hole out of a hairy little chicken head.

The little chicken child is clumsy and light, walking like rolling and bouncing.

These chicks are fluffy, with short, dense feathers, one like a little cotton ball.

The ducklings have a very thin layer of flippers between each toe, connecting the toes together, and the two feet look like two small fans.

The most striking thing about the duckling is its flat and flat beak, which makes it look like a dustpan collecting soil when it eats.

The duckling teal, two webbing gently back pedal, like a small motorboat as steady forward swimming.

When the duckling walks, it always holds out its chest, flaps its wings, and walks with a waddle, and its mouth quacks incessantly, as if boasting about itself.

The big duck waddled on the shore as if he was just learning to walk.

The female duck is like a shoulder draped in a home weaving brown striped scarf to pick up (duo) clean peasant woman. The big white duck is very fat, walking tail wagging, like an old lady.

Every day at noon, the big white duck is always swinging to the pool, like a diving athlete, "flutter", jumped into the water to wash up, and sometimes also put his head into the water to catch some small fish, shrimp to eat, can be really interesting.

The white goose walks, the bald upward cocked little tail, constantly to the left and right swaying, looks like a drunkard like ridiculous.

Swarms of white geese floating on the water, like an open snow lotus.

The river was full of quietly floating white geese, with two soft red paws trailing behind them like a bow.

When the little white goose sleeps, the little neck is shortened, and that head is like sticking to it with velvet.

The feathers around the goose were white and flawless, and the pale yellow feet and flat round beak were like embedded in alabaster.

The pigeon's wings and tail are covered with long, hard plumes that open up like a folding fan.

The pigeon's feathers were gray, like a silver-gray coat; and there was a ring of golden feathers around its neck, like a beautiful and dazzling gold necklace around a young girl's neck.

The pigeon had white feathers like snow, reddish-brown beak, smart eyes, long legs, a pair of feet like chicken claws but no flippers. Standing there, pavilion, simply like an elegant and noble lady.

When the pigeon is standing still, it is like a handicraft in the store.

A large group of pigeons densely perched (qī) on the roof, cooing and cooing, it looks like the opening of a large silver-gray flowers.

The breeze blowing on the wire two pigeons that snow-white feathers, it is simply two just out of the small acrobats in the tightrope walk it, and like two silver notes set in the pentatonic score.

A group of white pigeons chirping in the air, as if in the blue sky suddenly under a white June snow.

The beautiful homing pigeons, at a fixed time every day, fluttered across the green sky like a flowing haze.

This group of oily black shiny fish eagles, with white fine silk-like feathers on their necks and a small hook on the tip of their slender beaks. When the cormorant fishing, like a torpedo, in the water desperately chasing the fish, the fish scared and lost their souls, fleeing haphazardly.

When the fish eagle flies, its wings flap especially fast, making a "whoosh" sound, as if it is afraid to come down after birth.

The white rabbit's mouth is "yah" shaped, as if it could not be closed, revealing two rows of small teeth like jade.

The white rabbit's eyes are red, like two sparkling rubies.

The white rabbit's tail is very short, like a small pom-pom ball attached to the buttocks, when jumping, a pout pout, can be interesting.

The rabbit bowed down with its hind legs on the ground and bounced hard, and then scurried out with a whimper, like a cloud of snow. The rabbit's ears are big and long, and as soon as it hears a slight sound, it will "swish" up, and deftly turn in all directions, looking for the place where the sound came from, until the sound is gone, and then return to normal.

When the white rabbit is full, it runs on the sand in groups of three and two, like a small snowball rolling.

The kitten has a round head, a pair of small pointed ears, and big green eyes that look like two small green lights.

The kitten "Mimi" the pair of big ears, all day long straight up, which place there is a sound, immediately turned that way, like a special performance of the radar.

The cat's entire body is white with black spots, and from a distance, it looks like a mass of snow-white cotton with a few drops of ink.

The kitten has a herringbone-shaped mouth under its nose, and six white whiskers on either side, often fanning out, quite divine. 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 wagged from side to side like a little whip.

The kitten has a pair of big, translucent and flexible eyes, and the black pupils will change: in the morning, like the core of a date; at noon, it becomes a thin line; at night, but it turns into two green light bulbs, round and shiny.

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 then licks his fur with his tongue over and over again until there is a little light.

The little dog was covered with golden-colored fur that shone like it had just been rubbed with oil.

The innocent, cute, curly-haired poodle with the little black tail that swings up like a rolling pom-pom.

That little black dog, a black shiny fur, like black satin generally oily and smooth; snow-white small paws, like four plum blossoms; that pouting little tail, always leisurely and constantly wagging.

The black dog does not roar or bark, like a very identity of the warrior, majestic, sophisticated, motionless squatting there, and the male correctly open the chest on the velvet-like long hair.

The dog's bark is not like the cat's mimicry as breathless, not like the tiger's yelp as horrible, but full of gas, so that people sound majestic and dry feeling.

This big fat pig, with a rounded butt and a rather large stomach, has to walk only slowly because of the excessive abundance of fat, as if it were a lord with a big rack.

When this pig eats, its two ears flap like a big fan, its head lolls, and its eyes are fixed on the food.

The pig ate the food and obediently walked to the circle, lazily lay down, and from time to time grunted, 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.

The date-red horse, long mane spread out, running, four hooves like not touch the ground.

This high horse, every part of his body is so well matched, every muscle shows strength, making people feel so soft and fit at a glance.

In a flash, "Thousand Miles of Snow" smoothly rose into the air, almost like gliding over the deep ditch, and gently landed on the other side of the bank, and continued to run forward.

The little donkey is so loveable, black eyes drip skittering around, spread out like a deer.

"Quack, quack, quack, quack ......" donkey hooves sound even and monotonous, like the wall of the wall clock's weight in the swing. That mule tilted its head, the red tassel on the head of the leather cage, like a bright red cocklebur in the autumn rain.

These cows, with their white and black bodies, seem to be wearing cotton coats.

The two eyes of this cow are as big as brass bells, and the two curved horns are bright and green, especially the yellow hair, which is as bright as silk.

The black bull is violent and vicious, with two eyes as big as ping-pong balls, red as flames, and two sharp horns on his head, sharp as blades.

The snow-white sheep are scattered on the turquoise grassland, like flowers, like clouds, like holy hada.

The sheep wandering on the grassland are like a pile of rolling silver.

The snowstorm is getting more and more fierce, scraping the sheep like cotton balls rolling.

A peaked camel, slowly moving its figure in the lonely smoke of the desert, like a boat sailing in the sea, riding the wind and facing the waves. The camel's eyelashes are double, and when the wind rises and the sand rises, the double eyelashes are like guards, blocking the sand and not letting it blow into the eyes.

The sunbird's beak is very peculiar, very much like an awl, sharp and long, 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 hundreds of 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 have all colors and all tones. Listen, soprano, alto, thick voice, thin voice, simply a variety of genres, a variety of voice singers, held a singing competition here.

The peacock's tiny head is like inserting a few 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.

Just see a flower peacock shaking its tail, the beautiful tail is like a colorful fan in the hands of a fairy, slowly spread out, and like translucent pearls scattered on it, very beautiful.

The peacock flew up like a beautiful green colorful cloud, floating over the top of the mountain.

The long feathers trailing behind the tail of the flower peacock were seen straightening up and forming a circle, like a big colorful umbrella, and like a round piece of colored satin.

When the peacock opens the screen, it is like a blue palace fan, and those eye spots on the tail feathers reflect the light, like countless small mirrors.

The peacocks there are surprisingly numerous, on the side of the road, in the field, three groups, five a group, as if the beauty dragged the emerald-colored skirt, swimming around, not avoiding people at all.

Those swans with pink paws paddling the lake swimming forward, the lake surface swings a circle of sparkling ripples, far away as if a white sailboat in the water swinging to and fro, but also like the sky of the white clouds reflected in 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 thick ink splash, will be the whole rolled down, not stained on the half a star.

A pair of snow-white swans, like two large white lotus floating on the water.

On the surface of the lake, when the swan stretched out the broad wings, lead the wings to beat the water traveling, as if a leaf of the flat boat, a sail. On the broad lake, groups of white swans, wandering leisurely, like a white floss in the wind drift.

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 head high, like a general; sometimes curved neck and head down, leisure and elegant like a fairy.

When the cranes unfolded beautiful wings, dancing, the long legs, the elegant dance how like the outstanding "ballet master".

The cranes are like early blooming rushes, falling softly and slowly in the swampy area.

The cranes are natural dancers. They have bright red heads, long necks, white feathers, slender legs, really beautiful form, dashing demeanor, elegant.

The crane's snow-white head is topped with a bright red crown, like a white gold crown embedded in an eye-catching ruby.

When the crane stands, it always puts up its body, stretches its neck and looks around, often standing for a long time. Therefore, people often use "crane standing", "crane looking" to describe the beautiful posture of the drama and dance neck looking around.

When the cranes fly long distances, they often form a "V" or "Y" shape. From a distance, it looks like a light and dashing style.

On the water surface, a group of black ducks, brilliant feathers, in the sunset, like floating a cluster of garlands.

These wild ducks are born with a golden emerald-colored head, bright crystal eyes, a ring of gray-white feathers on the neck, as if each wild duck is wearing a string of pearl collar.

The ducks are floating leisurely, a moment to fall into the water, a moment to stand on the tip of the wave, like a child in the swing.

In the distance on the lake there are a few ducks swimming, like a small radio-operated warship, so heroic, so majestic.

The colorful pheasants, holding out their chests, stride out of their grassy nests like proud generals.

The golden pheasant's feathers are colorful and shiny, just like a big gorgeous dress.

When the golden pheasant stood in the sun with its wings open, it was like a phoenix in the sunrise, and its body was golden and beautiful.

The golden pheasant has a well-proportioned body type, athletic feet, head wearing a yellow crown, neck decorated with a golden "collar", two shoulders have a golden shawl.

The male mandarin ducks have gorgeous plumage, with brown backs, white bellies, feathered crowns, and long white brow lines behind the eyes, as if they have just been made up.

In the reed pond, mandarin ducks often stretch their necks long, and their wings spread out to beat the water. A pair 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" 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 beak has jagged notches that make it easy to cut off young leaves and stems of plants and 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" word, a moment in a row into a "one" word. Rows of geese, like a triumphant march of the team flying south, echoing each other forward.

The geese are shaking their wings in the sunlight and flying leisurely from the grass. They line up "one" flying up to the sky, like a warrior, shouting, singing, the voice is full of conviction of victory.

The geese formed a neat herringbone shape, the goal of the same forward flying, they are in the sky loud and clear call, as if in a solemn declaration: their team is neat, their goal is clear.

The feathers on the kingfisher's head were like an olive-colored turban embroidered with emerald-green patterns, the feathers on its back were like a light-green spring dress, and the feathers on its belly were like 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 crowd's gaze.