On the horizon, the sun had sunk, and that last piece of evening sun was being slowly swallowed up by the night, fading from rose-red to crimson, and from crimson to purplish ....... Behind the tiger cat is the rounded sunset. The setting sun was surrounded by a brilliant evening sun. But when only the last few wisps of evening sunlight remain in the sky, the tiger cat on the high chimney is set off as a beautiful and lonely silhouette.
(Describe the sunset)
In the pre-dawn darkness, I gazed at the sky that was brightening little by little. At a certain moment, a golden light shot out from the thick clouds, giving a golden edge to the gray clouds. Gold-rimmed clouds gradually red, red into a gorgeous sunset ...... a look at the brilliant sunset, I know today is a sunny day. The sky full of sunset reflected in the water of the fish pond. The reflection of the clock tower on the water is also like being gilded with a layer of gold, gently rocking on the gorgeous water.
(Describe the weather in summer)
The nights in the countryside are much cooler than those in the city, and the gusts of cool wind sweeping through the peach forest are sweet.
The afternoon sun was still hot, and the lotus leaves in the lotus pond were motionless, without a trace of wind .......
(Describe the weather when a storm is coming)
I don't know where the dark clouds rolled in, layers piled up above our heads, the storm is coming! Late in the afternoon, the wind howled and it poured down rain ...... The weather forecast said there would be more storms today. In the morning, it was cloudy and stormy. But the sun, at eight or nine o'clock, dispersed the clouds, and the day became clear again. The sun soon came out, it hides behind the dark clouds, to the piece of dark clouds set a bright golden edge.
(Describe the sky after the storm)
The sky was still not bright, and it was quite scary to have big, dark clouds pressing down on our heads. After noon, there was a big wind, which blew away the clouds and brightened up the sky. The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sky, after the storm, was a little reddish and twilight. A moon with yellow hair climbed up from behind the shadow of the rolling hills.
For several days in a row, the shadow of the mountains in the distance was like a light ink painting. After a storm, the air was so fresh and clean without a trace of impurities that you could see high and far.
The sky is the bluest sky, the clouds are the whitest clouds, and the wind is the most refreshing breeze. Today I finally saw clearly the graceful outline of the distant mountains. Blowing through the wind that blows through the peach orchard, soft, the wind with the sweet fragrance of peaches. Only in the peach countryside full of poetry and picturesque, you can bathe in this wonderful wind of the peach garden.
(Describe the weather in early fall)
Early in the morning, a layer of mist hung over the peach forest, and the beautiful peaches were hidden in the gauzy mist. Today was a day of parting. The sky was cloudy for a while, and it rained for a while, as if it was the sorrow of parting and the tears of parting.
After the beginning of autumn, it was still hot, but no longer muggy. The sky became higher and bluer. Many free white clouds drifted together, gathered into thick, huge clouds, and then had their own separation, each going far away.
It is only after the beginning of autumn that there is a real evening breeze. The sky is full of stars, as if in the black velvet night sky, encrusted with bright shining diamonds.
By this time it was already noon, and the sun overhead was poisonous, roasting my whole body like it was on fire. The pile of rocks next to me was also baked hot. The hot weather after the beginning of autumn is known as the autumn tiger. Now, I finally learned the fiery temper of the autumn tiger. The pile of rocks was already as hot as burning coals, as if it was going to cook me. I was hungry, thirsty, hot and painful.
The hot sun, morning and evening wind. In the morning, it is cool before the "tigers" come out; in the evening, after the "tigers" go to sleep, it is also cool. Although it is already fall, but during the day, almost can not find a trace of fall, the tree is still so green, the sun is still so poisonous.
(Describe the weather in autumn)
An autumn rain is cool. Yesterday's rain was a drizzle, but it fell for a whole day. Today's temperature dropped several degrees at once.
As soon as the sun went down, there was a noticeable coolness in the fields, and in the starless night sky, there was a curved epicyclic moon that appeared and disappeared through the gray sea of clouds. One haystack on the field turned into a ghostly shadow with a big black cloak again.
A shower fell before dawn. The rain was neither too big nor too small, and it gently gave the sky a bath. At dawn, the sky was exceptionally clean, clean without a trace of impurities; the air was also exceptionally fresh, as fresh as the mint ice cream in the mouth.
This is my favorite weather. The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the wind is fresh. This wind is called "golden wind" because of the fragrance of golden laurel in the wind.
In the evening, there was a light rain, but the sky was brighter than in the afternoon, and there were even a few touches of orange and yellow in the sky. Before the night came, the touches of orange and yellow were gradually condensed into a few dazzling shrimp red. This was the last splendor that the sky presented before darkness fell. It was just a dazzling shrimp red, fleeting, night fell, and the sound of the bell also stopped. The bell tower, the fishpond, the fruit grove, and us, were all wrapped up in the blackness of night.
It was a clear autumn day, and there was not a single cloud in the sapphire sky, did the wind blow the clouds away, or did the birds carry them away?
I saw the first falling leaf of this fall, spinning down to the ground. Although this leaf has not yet yellowed, he was quietly blown down by the autumn wind.
(Describe the cloudy sky)
It was really cloudy today, but not cloudy, with only a few light puffy clouds in the gray-blue sky.
(Describe the village)
This is a beautiful and fragrant village. Every house has a bamboo fence, which is crawling with golden pumpkin flowers and blue trumpet flowers. Every house has jasmine flowers, and the fragrance of the jasmine flowers in the morning makes the whole village smell good. I inhaled my nose as hard as I could to inhale all the aroma into my stomach.
(A quiet scene at night in the countryside)
Tonight the moon is veiled in mystery and its outline is not visible. It is a night when there is a moon, but hardly any moonlight to be seen. There is a mixture of earthy, jasmine scent and the sweet smell of peaches blowing in through the window. The night sky still echoed with bursts of midsummer night serenades, the chirping of summer bugs, the croaking of frogs, the gurgling of brooks, the sounds of flowers blooming and falling in my imagination, and ants busying themselves in the grass.
(The fields at dawn)
The fields at dawn are filled with the scent of dew. The wildflowers along the ridge are swaying in the morning breeze. The dewdrops hanging on the petals of the flowers are like stars spilling onto the ground. When the red sun rises, each dewdrop bears a reddish sun. At the edge of the ridge, blue, white, and golden chrysanthemums are opening in stars.
(Describe the lotus pond)
When you come to the lotus pond, you can't see the water in the pool at all. A piece of turquoise, as big as an umbrella lotus leaves, has spread the lotus pond, there is no gap.
Only two days did not get to the pond, but the pond seems to have changed: two days ago or budding flower buds, and now all bloomed, in the background of the green leaves, the pink lotus flowers seem extraordinarily delicate.
Cuihu Lake in summer, was crowded with lotus flowers and leaves. Compared to the lotus flowers, I prefer the lotus leaves, especially like the lotus leaves with crystal dewdrops rolling around on them.
When I passed by a pond, I saw a few crumbling leaves on the rippling water, which reminded me of summer. I can imagine that in the summer, this pond must be crowded with lotus leaves like a jade plate, and there must be graceful lotus flowers fluttering in the wind between the leaves....... It is raining again, and drops of rain fall on the surface of the pond, pointing out countless small circles on the water surface.
(Describe the old bell tower)
The old bell tower, lofty and beautiful, and a little history of the vicissitudes of life. From afar, what I can see is the huge bell, hanging on the top of the bell tower; what I can not see is hidden in the bell tower of those ancient secrets.
(Describe osmanthus)
The osmanthus is a very, very small flower, like a grain of gold hidden between the leaves. If you don't look closely, you can't see them, but they can give out a very, very strong flavor.
(Describing peaches)
Khung put the real peach on a plate. I also saw that the real peach was really different from the normal peach. The peach was white and green, a little transparent, and under the thin skin there was a lot of delicious juice.
(Describe the island in the lotus pond)
This place is more beautiful than I imagined. Although only a round table so big, but flowers have flowers, grass have grass, grass also hides countless only at night will fly out of the fireflies. Looking around, the surrounding area is full of pavilion lotus flowers, red, pink, white, and pink-white pink-white ...... There are many fireflies lurking on the island, and as soon as evening comes, the fireflies fly out from the island to feed. When it gets dark, the fireflies that have eaten their fill, all lit up, fly back to the island from all directions. I can imagine what kind of spectacle this is?
As the sun set, a gust of fragrant evening breeze blew from the lotus pond, and the fireflies lurking on the island took off, swarming and flying in all directions. We saw off the fireflies, we will wait for their return on the island.
Last night there were no stars and no moon, and the sky was dark and transparent. The lotus pond in the hazy night color presents another scene: the pond full of lotus leaves spread into a huge stage, and from the lotus leaves stand out between the lotus flowers, just like a graceful fairy, dancing in the summer insects singing. The night is getting thicker and thicker, and a bright light of stars appears in the distance. Ma Hua Er said, that is the fireflies back. Fireflies on the lotus pond, more and more gathered, as if all the stars in the sky are scattered on the lotus pond. I exclaimed, "It's spectacular!"
Ma Hua Er sang a lyrical song. It was a soothing song, like a slowly flowing river. During the song, the fireflies flew out in a pattern that was like a galaxy. I don't know what words to use to describe such beauty, if I have to use one word to describe it, it would be "thrilling". The tortoise also said that he has seen countless beautiful scenes throughout the ages, but the beauty of this moment is the most beautiful scene he has ever seen.
(Describe the observation and mental activity of the first encounter with the twist)
Such a song sounds like hiccups, which is really uncomplimentary and too difficult to listen to. Rounding the bamboo fence of a farmhouse, I saw in the distance the back of a duck that walked and waddled. Drag said that was the sparrow. The closer I got to Sparrow, the more disappointed I became in my heart. That walking posture, that fat body, how to say and "cute" is not at all related to the child, and her butt is big almost fell to the ground ........ Like the jasmine flower child thrown to the jasmine ring, flying in the air, I did not expect, the hemp flower child obese body so dexterous, he stretched his neck, the ring, impartial, just set in his neck ... ...... twisted child neck garland a stacked one, has been piled up to the chin there ...... I have a good feeling about the twisted child, it is not because I love to listen to compliments, but from her words, I can feel her sincerity and goodwill, I hope to be liked, be appreciated! It is our deepest **** the same desire. Today, the twist brings you a good mood for the day.
(Mahua's happiness)
"I'm tired of being happy." Said Mahua, "Watching the children put the garlands around my neck one by one and listening to their cheers, I feel a sense of happiness in my heart."
This is a duck who is extremely prone to happiness, and that happiness comes from giving, and as she gives, she gains happiness herself.
The mahout reveled in her happiness. I, however, silently pondered why Twisty was so prone to happiness. I think it is because he has a heart that is easily moved. I accompanied Ma Hua'er's side, and her happiness infected me, so that my heart also gradually overflowed with happiness.
"Ah, I am so happy!" Another sense of happiness arose in Twisted Child, "I saw how the last of the day's evening sun disappeared bit by bit into the sky." Being mindful of the wonders of nature often produces such a sense of well-being for me as well.
"It was so nice to meet you!" Twisted Child bids me goodbye as she expresses to me once again the happiness in her heart. I also said the same thing to Mahua-er in my heart. On the day I met Ma Hua Er, I was infected by her, and little by little, happiness swelled up in my heart. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you!
Such thoughts also bring me warm happiness. Not all hearts are pregnant with thoughts, thoughts in the heart, is also a kind of happiness.
The hemp flower child hate to let all the people in the world, all the animals to share her heart of that happiness, that sweet. Twisted Flower wants to make every minute of her life wonderful and romantic. Twisted Flower is a duck that has a sense of happiness at all times. She has a grateful heart, her heart is full of the wisdom of life, and she can feel happiness from the ordinary life every day.
(Describe the children sleeping)
Maybe it was because they were really tired from laboring in the peach tree forest early this morning, so they fell asleep quickly. I also lay down beside Ma Xiaoping. It was really comfortable to sleep here. The grass on the ground is very soft, the pond full of lotus leaves are gently shaking, as if thousands of round and big green fans, the bag lotus leaves fragrant wind, are scattered to the island.
For the four boys sleeping soundly, the twisted children of the island, is definitely the world's most comfortable "bed". The beauty of this bed is that there is no mosquito net. Those blood-sucking mosquitoes smelled the odor of someone on the island, they flew densely. Those mosquitoes are getting closer and closer to the island, like a neatly lined up fighter jets. There was a buzzing sound around the island.
(Describe Du Zhenzi's cuteness)
Du Zhenzi is really a girl who is loved by everyone, loved by cats and loved by ducks. This is not only because she is good-looking, but also because she has a charming personality, both people and animals will find him interesting as long as they are with him.
(Describe the process of making peach sauce)
Du Mako picked two large peaches, peeled them, cut them in half, pulled out the cores, cut the flesh into chunks, and put them into the cup on the blender. Then, she electrified the blender and the machine made a violent sound. During the violent sound, I saw the peach chunks in the clear cup getting smaller and smaller little by little and finally turning into sauce. The process is fast less than a minute.
(Describing the laugh of a laughing cat)
I lay down on the rim of the well and stuck my head in, and a cat's head appeared on the surface of the water. When I laughed, I could see my whiskers twitching on the surface of the water; when I sneered, I could see my right ear twitching one by one; when I laughed harshly, I could see my eyes shooting out a ghostly green light from the surface of the water; when I laughed in a skinny way, it was the most difficult laugh and the expression I wanted to see the most, but I couldn't see it clearly.
(Describe the scene of the drowning of the laughing cat)
I stood up to the edge of the well, and stretched my head as hard as I could into the well, but still I could not see clearly. I stretched my head into the well again, but my eyes went black, my body was suspended in the air, my four paws were flailing, and then with a thud, I fell into the well. The water in the well was cold, cold, cold, cold only to the bone. I clenched my teeth and kept flopping on my front and back legs, trying not to sink to the bottom of the well. My ears were so full of water that I couldn't hear anything; my eyes were so full of water that I couldn't see anything; my nostrils were so full of water that I couldn't inhale or exhale. My front and hind legs, gradually numbed by the cold, floundered, and my body began to sink. This is a terrible thought, in my mind suddenly flashed out, maybe I just like this death ......
When the death is about to come, I just for the first time clearly feel my desire to survive is how strong! I have not yet found the tiger cat, I have not yet told her the words hidden in my heart, so I must not die ah!
(Parting Scene)
The funniest part was when Ma Xiaojump and the others said goodbye to Khung. AKONG is so tall that Ma Xiaoping and the others climbed up AKONG's body. Mao Chao climbed up like a monkey climbing a tree and rode on Akong's neck; Zhang Da and Tang Fei each dropped on one of Akong's arms; Ma Xiaoping wrapped his legs around Akong's waist and hung on to Akong's neck with both hands. I saw that Ah Kong's eyes were red, he couldn't let these children go. From a distance, Akong is like a big tree, the children are like a few monkeys climbing on the tree. There is no such thing as an unending banquet, we finally hit the road. The car was already halfway up the mountain, but we could still see through the back window that Khung was still standing on the balcony of the red-roofed house waving to us, as if he were a giant statue. Goodbye, dear Akon.
(Describing a scene where Do Mako's mom is in shock)
I think the way I was bandaged up must have scared her. I saw every hair on her head stand up as if electrified, her face was as white as paper, and her screams were those most horrible screams like seeing a ghost.
(Describe the psychological and emotional feelings of Laughing Cat)
The fact that Mako Do's mom was so discriminatory towards us animals hurt my pride badly. I didn't want to stay here any longer for a day. I looked at Du Zhenzi sadly, my eyes full of tears. ...... Once again, my eyes were filled with tears of grief. Du Zhenzi couldn't let go of me, and I couldn't let go of Du Zhenzi, but we had to part. Many of the world's stories of parting of life and death happen in this way.
As soon as I entered the door of Ma Xiaotou's house, my very heavy mood became relaxed all of a sudden. This home seems to have a special kind of air that can make people happy.
Tiger cats are everywhere, but the tiger cat in the heart of the laughing cat is the only one. Only the smiling cat himself with his heart to feel, can tell whether the cat in the bell tower is the tiger cat we are looking for.
(Characters anxious when the action of the description)
Ma Xiaotou did not even have time to wear slippers, ran barefoot to the balcony, he picked me up. Ma Xiaotou's face swelled red and a few veins bulged on his neck. Mao Chao was the last to arrive, listening to the sound, he was as anxious as catching a plane but failed to catch up.
(Describe the scene of Tigercat's painting)
Tigercat walked to the palette very calmly, she put her tail into a bottle full of black paint, and then swept the palette, and immediately dipped her tail, which was full of black paint, into a lot of red, yellow, and brown pigments. Then Tigercat took a step on the canvas. The step she took was not a single step, but a step that curved around and around. Her tail, dipped in paint, trails behind her, leaving behind on the canvas tree trunks with strong brush strokes and layers of color. ....... The tiger cat was in such a state of being admired by everyone. In the midst of all this squealing, Tigercat returned to the palette and very calmly dipped her four paws into the red paint, then she danced along the painted tree trunks and danced across the canvas. As she leaped lightly across the canvas, her four paws imprinted a reddish plum blossom on the canvas. The more Tigerpelt danced, the more joyful she became, and the more plum blossoms there were on the canvas. When the tiger pelt cat finally stopped dancing, a tree in the cold winter smiling and blossoming plum blossom into a painting.