1. In the evening, a large number of snowflakes, from the dark sky drifted down. In a flash, the mountains, fields and villages were all covered in white snow.
2. The earth was white and clean, and the snowflakes were still drifting from the sky like willow flakes, like cotton, like goose feathers.
3. Winter, no matter what kind of attitude you show in front of us, you are the most cold, the most beautiful, and the most nostalgic.
4. Winter, very cold. To be honest, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a different feeling.
5. In winter, the outdoor willow trees covered with frost and snow are full of tree hangings, like a silver bar hanging in the trees, especially spectacular.
6. In winter, the sky here is always cloudy and gray, and the sun seems to be afraid of the cold, slipping past from east to west.
7. Just after 1 p.m., the sun had already put away its pale light, as if it was also afraid of the cold, and hid in the clouds as thick as a cotton tire.
8. Since the wind is cold, why do you miss the warmth of the spring sun. Then dress yourself warmly, after all, now he is winter.
9. The tips of the mountains are all white, giving the blue sky a silver edge. On the slopes of the mountains, there are places where the snow is thicker, and there are places where the color of the grass is still showing.
10. The sun has just risen above the mountains, covered by a bright red sunset, the sun shines down from the clouds, like countless dragons spouting golden waterfalls.
11. The sky was blue and clear, and the brilliant sunlight was shooting down from between the gaps of the dense pine needles, forming a beam of thick and thin light columns, illuminating the shade of the forest that was billowing with a gauzy mist.
12. Snow, a piece of snowflakes from the sky down, in a short while, on the ground on the roof of the trees are turned white.
13. Snow like cotton wool, snow like rushes, snow like dandelions with fluffy seeds, fluttering in the wind.
14. After the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agar branches and jade leaves, powdered jade, white color, really a school of snow in the year of joyful scenes.
15. Snowflakes form thousands of crystal bright, like a warrior on the march, wearing silver armor, but also like a piece of white sails in the voyage.
16. Snow fairy in the full swing of the sleeve; in the fluttering flick, the sky, the earth, the river, the mountains, pure and clean, no mud puddle.
17. The sun shines through the light clouds, shining on the white earth, reflecting the silver light, dazzling people's eyes.
18. In the breath of the winter wind, we can still smell the aroma of baked white potatoes, roast lamb kebabs and fried pancakes, as if back to childhood, back to the past, back to the good old days.
A beautiful saying about fall leaves in the fallPatience is a state of mind and a kind of wisdom. If you miss the flavor of the spring flowers, we will also usher in the summer frogs and cicadas; miss the fall of the fall of the quiet beauty, we will also usher in the winter snowflakes. As long as we keep a peaceful heart, we can listen to the mountains and rivers and make the flowers fragrant in the dust.
A beautiful saying about the fall of autumn leaves
First, the passing of the fall is full of memories, full of pale eyes, I set in the cold wind.
Second, Xu Jingzong answered the spring rain is as expensive as oil, farmers because it moistens the crops, and love it, the road people but because of the spring rain makes the road muddy and hate it; the moon in the fall like a round of mirrors reflecting the four sides of the talent and beauty of the moon to appreciate, poetry, but the thieves hate it for fear of shining out of their ugly deeds.
Third, this year's fall, we would like to see, whether the will is really so unexpected autumn mood phrases_autumn mood to say mood to say.
Fourth, in the fall, leaning against the fence of memory, to see the thoughts of the butterfly to dance the last dance.
Fifth, in every fall brewing charming feelings.
Six, red as fire maple leaves, telling the poignant beauty of the fall.
Seven, your life in those lazy, inseparable from those people, wasted time, like more than those who eat the same bitter, one day will be a special way to return to you perhaps become bloated but not healthy, or to become emotionally pumped all over the body, or to become a little bit of not happy and insecure. Through the winter barren spring sowing summer plowing, and then, the fall harvest may be the logical thing.
Eight, from spring to summer, and then to the autumn of falling leaves, you may have forgotten, I still like you.
IX. There is no real despair in life. Tree, put down the falling leaves in the fall, the heart hurts. However, throughout the winter, it allows the heart to build up strength in peace. Once spring arrives, the fragrance remains. As long as life is still in the palm of your hand, there is no despair in life. People have sadness and joy, and the moon has a cloudy and sunny day. The success or failure of a moment for a lifetime, but over a small cold. If the heart is tired, let it rest, the soul of the restoration of life is never dry hope.
X. Speaking of dreams, really sad, originally last night to change the laying of the sun good clean bedding, you can warm a good night's sleep, but woke up with a slight headache, the night of the fall and then can not open the window to sleep, and dreams, dreams of lectures on the position of each, all at one time, I forgot what to talk about, the computer forgot to take the computer, searching for the search can not be so dilly-dallying half of the time, I still do not know what to say. This is owed to the end of January on the promised lectures can be this moment still lazy to go to the retribution.
eleven, in addition to the autumn rain, the wind sweeps away the leaves, but also the sun's straightforward and full of affection for the delicious food
twelve, the fall of the year has passed most of the time. This year's fall has torrential rain and scorching sun. The customary hand on the cooler to look at the sky, the sun from the fingers out. Like the fall, perhaps just because like the old days. Yesterday's state of mind, but also this moment.
Thirteen, because I love you, I gave up the spring breeze and rosebuds, summer beaches and coconut juice, fall leaves and sunset in the fall, just to wait for the winter you this snowflake.
XIV, early summer rendering rice paper a paper ink color mess
XV, yesterday is the autumn, three days of rain temperature has plummeted ten degrees. A fall rain a cold, ten fall rain to wear cotton. The first thing you need to do is to go out and look at the leaves, the fall is coming, and the winter is not far away.
Sixteen, like the wind of early summer, cool, very light, very soft. Just met you feel fresh. It is said that the smile mouth charming, good, your slight smile, such as the fall, elegant, dignified. After the rain, it's like a springtime, and it's a favorite. If we can meet, I will say sweet words to your left ear, because the left ear is close to the heart, is the closest part of the atrium.
seventeen, yesterday, autumn, fall came, winter will be far away! I like winter, I miss the days when I was a kid and it was snowing outside the house and my mom was cooking and my dad was watching TV and I was playing with toys, and there was a stove with a roaring fire! The past can not go back to the past, always in the heart.
XVIII, no matter how strong I become, you will still be my weakness.
XIX, now did not wear fall pants fall coat is not a woman is pure man.
XX, the fall is coming, and the children go out to play, collect some leaves, and then so change the pattern to play, simple and interesting!
XXI, the summer how there are so many leaves, the wind blew, they followed the spinning, it seems to have the illusion of coolness in the fall, the original is not all the leaves, can return to the root
XXII, high school trees just in the trunk area, the fall of the old collection of a large sack of leaves, you can find an excuse to stay to the end of the early morning readings or even the first class began, a group of people dragging mattresses so big! The first time I saw this, I was able to get the bag to the front door of the school.
Twenty-three, the day of the fall began to stomach cold, running to the toilet to run to the dead, on this fall, how all have a kind of ominous foreboding.
Twenty-four, listening to the wind blowing, called the fall to let go of the fallen leaves, some things do not need to remember the entanglement.
Twenty-five, yesterday's fall, the night began to blow the wind, the temperature dropped five degrees, so cool! Looking at the leaves outside swaying, fall, just want to say is a miss people season, husband, want you!
Twenty-six, autumn, is the first of the twenty-four seasons. Autumn means that the summer is gone and cool, meaning the beginning of autumn. In autumn, the sycamore tree begins to lose its leaves, so there is the idiom of "falling leaves know autumn". From a literal point of view, the character for autumn consists of the characters for 禾 and 火, which means the ripening of grain. Autumn is a transitional season in which the weather changes from hot to cool and then from cool to cold, and Autumn is the first season of the fall.
Twenty-seven, Zhen Huan a turn of the fall, spring Jubilee Hall moved back to the acacia is still lush. Hibiscus would have grown here, hot soil is difficult to leave ah.
Twenty-eight, shopping, shopping mall cupboards are changing the fall clothes, summer has not come and enjoy, suddenly found that the fall has crept in, slightly cool
Twenty-nine, think about it, the fall with the feet on the roadside pile of leaves is my earliest contact with the AMSR.
Thirtieth, people character just straight, do things openly, talented, organic change. Regardless of the rest, ancestry is not reliable, white-handed family establishment, the end of the luck more mixed, can not gather wealth, a good pair of hands to catch money, there is no one to gather money bucket, do a few flips defeat a few flips, can only be steadily into the family plan, who knows and was blown by the wind, the initial limit of twenty-three, like the bright moon was invaded by the clouds, thirty outside the just like the sun to re-lift, the two sons to send the end of the life of the fifty-seven years old, after the eighty-eight, died in the middle of the fall.
Thirty-one, the wind of autumn, September, night, in front of the window, the lonely figure.
Thirty-two, the season when the river is clear and the moon is near people, very much like!
Thirty-three, the morning a go Tianming Road this big noon before going home, the aggression of the philistine who can understand. A fall does not have the feeling of unbearable heat, cycling home halfway and called back, right as exercise. I'm a Q, I'm looking for fun. My interest in meat has faded, and I like #blue snowflakes again. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Thirty-four, early summer, full of fallen leaves, if not in the middle of it, will not be mistaken for the fall?
Thirty-five, lived here for six years, there is a poplar tree in front of the window, and every year I watched it sprout in the spring and fall in the fall, and felt that it was a very vigorous tree. Although every spring and summer, the dense foliage blocked the sunlight, the room is a little dark, but I still like this tree, here it accompanied me for six years. Yesterday, the tree was blown down by the wind, so I felt very distressed, stood in front of the window for a long time, and then ran to the backyard to see and see, next to the lady is very incomprehensible, what is there to see in a tree, in the house to see it is fine. Although the tree is gone, but the sunshine into the room, the house suddenly became spacious and bright, the mood also changed, especially want to stay in the house to read books, and even daze. Whether it is trees or sunshine, it is the gift of nature, so people should also follow the nature will live more comfortable.
Thirty-six, perhaps this fall in the original should not be so some tears
Thirty-seven, the past is easy to cold, blossom and fall memory of autumn.
Thirty-eight, that year's spring, summer, autumn and winter has long been incomplete
Thirty-nine, have not yet had time to notice the summer has passed the fall that is very good we have learned to restrain carefully say every word for fear that it is too hot or too cold to let it blink in the blink of an eye on the change of a season.
Forty, the fall is also a season of sadness.
Forty-one, time rotating summer instant fall, a moment, love with a cocoon.
Forty-two, accustomed to every night in the palm of the hand to the moon, rubbing the feelings.
Forty-three, the breath of autumn, gradually thick, the figure of the night, slowly being stretched.
Forty-four - I like the wind in spring, the rain in summer, the leaves in autumn, the snow in winter, and you at any time.
Forty-five, fast baked weather to see all the way to the leaves want to cross to the fall however, Guangdong does not have the fall.
Forty-six, this life must have a daughter, from childhood with long black hair, and bangs, to give her small boots, spring to take her everywhere to play, to give her braided wreaths to wear, the summer to buy her popsicles to eat, fall to take her to walk on the stone road full of leaves, winter to take her to play the snowball fights, teasing her exasperated, said: I do not want to play with you, you're a bad man. When you went to school, you braided her hair with a twisted braid and listened to her babbling and reading. The last she married, you cried into tears.
Forty-seven, spring breeze and rose, summer beach and coconut juice, fall leaves and sunset in the fall, are not as good as the winter you this piece of snowflake.
Forty-eight, you said this fall to the jacket embrace shoulders are left to me.
Forty-nine, youth is like the breeze on the treetops, a turn of the eye to take away the last leaf.
fiftieth, gazing out of the window in the autumn wind in sighs, blossoms and flowers, the cycle of seasons, things are different.
Fifty-one, the sound of the leaf autumn know the feeling of tears heart know the temperature of the sea fish know my heart he knows
Fifty-two, one day, suddenly found that he did not love things. This is how you enter the era of wasting time. Once the fall arrives, migratory birds fly south, once the move, from now on are all guest road, only the falling leaves can receive your shadow.
Fifty-three, yesterday's day, today gray, like last fall's leaves, although this spring can grow again, but who has not cared about it, only the earth remembers that it came, and finally went away
Fifty-four, everything in the fall always let those sentimental people can not stop sighing.
Fifty-five, without your spring, summer, fall and winter, I even breathe feel pain!
Fifty-six, silver candle autumn light cold painting screen light Luo small fan puffing firefly sky steps night is as cool as water sitting to see Altair and Vega star Hello, autumn!
Fifty-seven, because it was born in the fall, so I prefer the fall, I think the character is more like the fall mild, the sun in the fall month is very warm.
Fifty-eight, like the autumn kind of heart cool feeling.
Fifty-nine, the man to spend money on you is not necessarily love you, but do not give you money, must be not so love you.
Sixty, the swing's back and forth, just to keep yourself from stopping.
61, favorite fall. Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows drinking coffee, there is a particularly fine little cool wind blowing in, reminding me that the hibernation period is over, it is time to go out and labor to start a new life.
Sixty-two, Blossom. White fall really sings awesome. Flowers do not cry.
Sixty-three: Has fall arrived? What kind of realization do I need to not be at the mercy of memories?
sixty-four, early in the morning, stepped on the wet path to the grove. The fall bugs kept mumbling, tree branches and grass leaves, stupidly listening, it seems that this fall has just come, and to slowly go away, they are thinking about what, and what to look forward to! The words on the trunk of the tree have been mottled, because it has been embedded in the bottom of the heart, and the years exist together. I don't know when, the sunshine through the forest gap, quietly shining in, the crystal dew drops reflecting the new day. Good morning!
Sixty-five, the fall just came, at least also know more than twenty years, surprisingly not even say hello, too not enough!!!!
Sixty-six, when going home from work, there is no experience of a cold called forgetting to wear fall pants.
Sixty-seven, those because young mistakes. Just like the fall leaves in the fall has long been with the wind. I wish you to go out half a lifetime, come back is still a teenager!
Sixty-eight, now has the flavor of autumn, the morning and evening wind blowing on the body, are very cool. In view of such weather, must go out for a walk, where to play tomorrow, hurt so much, where is suitable for me? Thinking
sixty-nine, what a beautiful autumn, regardless of the environment in which they are located, we must cross the heart of the haze, to the Lord to offer thanks and praise, because he to us to the heart is incomparably pure and beautiful, only our limited wisdom has not been able to understand the mood of the autumn phrases _ autumn mood sayings autumn phrases _ autumn mood sayings. Joy is like wings added to the body, ascending towards the sky, closer and closer to the Lord.
seventy, in the south, every year in the fall, always think of Taoranting reeds, Diaoyutai willow shadow, Xishan's insects singing, Yuquanshan night moon, Tanzhe Temple bells. In Beiping, even if you do not go out to strike, that is, in the Imperial City in the middle of the sea of people, renting people a rafter to live in the rafters, get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea to the yard to sit down, you can also see a very high and very high turquoise sky
seventy-one, the river is clear and the moon close to the people of the season, very much like it!
seventy-two, the fall is a warm season, and my heart is still cold, like a person accustomed to a person, how can not become two people.
Seventy-three, well, see the fall, the heart is very drunk, very beautiful, want to drink.
Seventy-four, some people say like you like the roadside happened to bloom a flower in the sky by chance drifted through the clouds or autumn pile of fallen leaves met after turning around and like the other scenery.
Seventy-five, Juliet's fall, is a dry season.
Seventy-six, romantic, but Japan, spring cherry blossoms, summer to see the fireworks display, the fall to Hokkaido, winter Mount Fuji.
seventy-seven, the autumn, concerned about more than a month of plantain finally in the wind fade out of the flower coat, rows of fruit than the present; at noon in the bamboo forest next to the cafeteria to ask for a big bag of fish rice fed a hungry shivering black cat cubs; dusk in the camphor grove found in the cicada molt, the lawn to the east of some people in the soccer, lawn to the west of the huge eyebrow in the practice of lightweight, I stand in the middle of the song of the nine points, with the cicadas and the bird accompaniment. Looking down I saw two vines climbing along. Escape from summer or catch up with the fall?
Seventy-eight, in that thinly-populated street, touching the faint hurt of autumn.
Seventy-nine, there is no road that is not curved, there is no flower on earth that is not thankful. Life is like the cycle of seasons, since there are spring flowers, there will be autumn leaves; since there is the summer sun, there will be winter wind and snow. A person only through the predicament of sharpening, in order to glow with life. Suffering is erected between the reality and the future of a papier-maché door, as long as you dare to poke it, the front will be all the way to the road.
Eighty, the spring wind blowing across the face, summer rain with the taste of soil, autumn leaves side tread side run, winter afternoon lazy sunshine, are not as good as you beside me. I don't believe in distance, I don't believe in time, I even doubt the meaning of love itself, but I believe in you.
81, this fall, your coat do not lend to others, embrace do not lend to others, shoulders do not lend to others
82, my favorite fall came. Sentimental people have different thoughts and stories for each season. Tears flow inanely, but is thinking of you, but I am a sentimental one. Even if I shout at you you won't care. Yes! It's not like it has anything to do with you. Just like your cell phone will never receive my router signal wifi password: I love you
Eighty-three, without the Spring Festival I may not survive the cold winter; no birds and flowers look forward to, how can there be an unanticipated spring; seemingly leafy season, but to be accompanied by the heat of the summer; are celebrating the harvest, the eyes of the bleak fall of leaves return to the fall.
Eighty-four, wearing a thick coat, the autumn wind mournful song but still make me feel cold.
Eighty-five, looking out the window of the rain, suddenly realized that autumn is here, winter is no longer far away, the body has felt slightly cold, cold hands and feet of the days and days with snow will accompany me throughout the winter.
Eighty-six, this is going to be spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, snow, rain, fog, you only need to step on the ground to make a this imprint, so that I come to find you will not go off the track
Eighty-seven, I miss this summer like running water stretches like a small sweet
Eighty-eight, the autumn winds rise and the white clouds fly, the grass is yellow and fall and the geese are returning to the south.
Eighty-nine, autumn in the falling leaves, falling leaves in the autumn on the fall, the autumn wind soughing, who forgot the direction of happiness?
ninety, piece of falling leaves, piece of injury; piece of maple leaves, piece of love. Pieces of maple leaves, stained red autumn. A flower a world, a leaf a Ruilai, and life is only one after all. Thank you for letting us know each other in this life, fall leaves in the fall, deep and shallow, mottled. Just like the human memory shallow deep, little by little. Want to forget, can not forget; want to give up, and can not give up. We will always be together, I love you.
ninety-one, when I was a child, I could not distinguish between the four seasons, I only feel that summer is long, winter is far away, spring and fall days is not much of a concept, always looking forward to New Year's Eve, anxious to grow up! Now, the summer is not enough addiction it, the fall quietly came, looking back, and the past half a year. Autumn will soon be over to usher in winter, another year older! It dawned on me that no wonder Zheng Banqiao said it is hard to be confused? Adults are not happy because they know too much!
ninety-two, the fall is a season of many thoughts, such as today's oddball say, immortality is not a good thing? Originally, I did not have half a penny with the problem, but I thought a lot. If it was me, I would definitely say that there is no need to live forever. Can't imagine what a catastrophe it would be for a crippled life to become eternal. And life satisfied with the partially fitted people, even if only a lifetime, is enough.
ninety-three, pain is so persistent, like a snail moving with patience; pleasure is so short, like a rabbit's tail swept over the autumn field.
Ninety-four, also had blown the spring lazy wind, also had walked the summer night no one street, also had stepped on the fall roadside leaves, also missed the winter night flying snow. The world is a love letter, I love you without a period.
Ninety-five, I have not forgotten, that a little cold in the fall, the wind standing you.
Ninety-six, the day cool a good autumn, summer quietly past, golden autumn comes, as if soon the years are quiet, years like a song, so year after year, to forever.
ninety-seven, this summer, the daisies forget the season opened early. In order to meet the most fascinating season of the year, the flowers smiled and bent their backs. Autumn hello!
Ninety-eight, the undersea moon is the moon in the sky spring is still waiting for the buds summer is still waiting for the sea breeze autumn is still waiting for the falling leaves winter is still waiting for the cold snow and I am that spring, summer, autumn and winter in waiting for you
Ninety-nine, there are fans in the summer, there are log cabins in the winter, there are sunset and falling leaves in the fall, and there are kites and you in the spring.
One hundred, a night of autumn tides written with the ramblings of autumn thoughts.
One hundred and one, still hot and humid weather! Cicadas sing all the way, tireless, that raucous sound as if the whole summer aftermath into this lonely fall.
103, I do not like to talk but every day to say the most words, I do not like to laugh but always laugh non-stop, everyone around me said that my life is so happy, so I also think I really happy. But why would I be in a large group of friends in a sudden silence, why in the crowd to see a similar back on the sad, to see the autumn trees crazy fall leaves I forgot to speak, see the day gradually late on the road to the warm yellow lights to forget their own direction.
One hundred and four, hometown of the fall, still refreshing pleasant. The best friend misses the long-lost fragrance of the pine trees, about the North Mountain. Maybe it's because she was tortured by the heat of the South, and she hid her face early in the morning. All the way up, the gentle autumn breeze cool into the heart. The lush valleys are quiet and verdant. The faraway Yuexin Pavilion comes from the light-hearted music. She has been wandering around for a long time, and when she heard the long-lost sounds of her hometown, her tears fell. It seems that God was also touched, also accompanied by the fall of a gust of rain.
One hundred and five, after the meal also have to walk for half an hour, see the yellow leaves all over the ground, a moment I thought the fall, only to find that only into the summer, and Guangdong seems to have never been the fall of the bar
One hundred and six, you said that this fall to the jacket embrace shoulders are left to me.
One hundred and seven, the weather turned cool in the fall rainy morning to feel the fresh air, people and things change is always out of control surrounded by different temperature and humidity touch and then cause sensory changes have a kind of space and time lapse feeling like back to a certain time suddenly found to experience the mood of the original was this kind of taste is quite wonderful.
108. On the way, we camped, drank tea and ate. I remember it seems to be an autumn, there are a lot of fallen leaves on the ground, they gave me a pile of fallen leaves Dharma seat, very thick, very soft, especially comfortable. They often go out, very professional, at first glance seems to have nothing with them, but their horse once unloaded everything: quilts, clothing, food, and pots and so on the back of the horse, you can ride on the crotch, and nothing to see. The first time I saw it, it could be like this!
One hundred and ninety-nine, the real time of the year is only a season of summer on behalf of you can do everything you can not get through the day and can not sleep at night in groups and alone in the summer of the repressed restlessness and long loneliness occurred in the summer of the day and always feel that the days are still a long time a sweaty nap in the past suddenly is the fall of the summer and a year before the end of the end of the summer, you have not fallen in love with me, then you will not be I'm not going to be able to do it again.
One hundred and ten, back to that spring, we said goodbye
Describing the fall of autumn leaves beautiful sad poem
Early fall shocked the falling leaves, drifting like a guest heart.
Curling up in the autumn wind, the cave wave is under the wooden leaves.
The moon is cold and the wind is blowing, the leaves are dry and red.
The frosty landscape is pushing the dangerous leaves, half of the trees are empty today.
The winds of the night and the bamboo beat the rhythm of autumn, and the sound of thousands of leaves is all hate.
The grass is low, the fog is low, and the wind is at the Jade Gate.
After the snow cleared, the wind fell in the evening.
The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one, and it was a good one.
The deserted village with the return of the light, the fallen leaves are scattered.
The fall of the red is not merciless, turned into spring mud more protective flowers.
Under the Xiaoxiao autumn forest, a leaf suddenly first.
The first thing you need to know is how to get to the bottom of the pile.
The winds of autumn rise up the water, and the leaves fall all over Chang'an.
Autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, grass and trees fall and geese return south.
The autumn sound of the trees and the cold color of the mountains.
The soft stripes are in a state of flux, and the fallen leaves are in a state of flutter.
After the snow cleared, the evening breeze fell. The first thing you need to do is to get the best of what you have to offer, and you will be able to do it in the best possible way.
The tea is burnt and dry, and the moss is rotten and red.
After the rain, the leaves are falling heavily. The first thing you need to do is to think about the spring, and then you can believe that there is an autumn breeze.
Early fall surprised leaves fall, floating like a guest heart. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The weather is cooler in the fall, and the trees and grasses are shaken by the dew.
The palm tree is full of fallen leaves.
All the trees are in autumn color.
The trees and grasses are in decline, and it's hard to see why.
The first time I saw a movie, I saw a movie, and then I saw a movie, and then I saw a movie, and then I saw a movie, and then I saw a movie.
The first thing you need to know is how to get to the top of the list, and how to get to the bottom.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation.
The falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling.
The fallen leaves are still falling apart, and the birds of prey are not returning.
The fall wind rises up the Wei River, and the fallen leaves fill up Chang'an.
It's late in the fall, and you can see your neighbors outside the window.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who was so surprised to see a woman in the forest.
The fallen leaves do not come to rest, and the broken flags do not come back. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and it was a very good one. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the fence, and you'll be able to see the other side of the fence.
Jingxi white stone out, the day cold red leaves rare.
Tinggao wood leaves, Longshou autumn clouds fly.
The south of the Western Palace is full of autumn grass, the fallen leaves are full of red not sweep the steps.
The sky of blue clouds, yellow leaves, autumn color even wave, wave on the cold smoke green.
The green pool has been exhausted and the red lotus flowers are infinite, but the fallen leaves are still open and the least money.
1. The earth is covered with thick white snow, soft, fluffy, white and flawless, looking around, the vast earth, silver, the north wind blew, ten thousand trees silver flowers, white snow waves rise and fall. The branches wrapped in ice and snow seem to be like jade trees and silver flowers, in a thousand different forms.
2. Winter fields without the people who work, they stay at home, the family sitting around the stove, smell the baked sweet potatoes coming out of the strong smell, enjoy the winter to bring them this leisure.
3. The snowy days of winter are even more silver, allowing you to enjoy the kind of scenery that the snow presses down on the pine branches without bending over. Square children are in the ice and snow piled up snowman, snowball fights, so do not let people envy! Occasionally I would join in and frolic with the kids.
4. Winter, very cold. To be honest, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a different feeling. Ah, I love winter, because, the winter wind knows the grass, I love its character.
5. In winter, the sky here is always cloudy and gray, and the sun seems to be afraid of the cold, as if it slipped from the east to the west.
6. When winter comes, so does the cold snap, and the goose feather snow flies all over the world, and the whole world wears a white coat.
7. The morning exercise in winter is more interesting, the fresh and slightly cool air makes people clear-headed and energetic.
8. Winter belongs to the people who love to learn, you see, in the silence of the night, or pick the lamp night reading, or study, is so focused, do not need to drive away mosquitoes, but also that the cicadas chirping frogs worry.
9. The sun has just risen, the spirit is full of vigor, red light, the whole world illuminated.
10. The sea jumped out of a round of red sun, bright and colorful, the sea and air suddenly sprinkled with gold, the sea from the ink blue to blue.
11. The warm sunshine, through the dense foliage sprinkled down, into a point of golden light spots.
12. When the reddish sunlight was on the tips of the mountains, the fog pulled away like a curtain and the city gradually appeared in the golden sunlight.
13. Suddenly, a round of red sun rose in the face, spilling the road of golden light, like a golden whip, driving away the flying clouds and fog.
14. The flaming red sun has just come out of the sea level, giving the beautiful and quiet sea a layer of rose color.
15. The golden sunrise, gradually dyed red in the eastern sky, the main peak of the high Huangshan Mountain is brilliant cloud haze dyed a scarlet.
16. The golden sunlight pouring down, injected into the hectares of blue waves, so that the monotonous and calm sea and become some color.
17. The golden sunshine through the cracks, sprinkled on the brown land breeding grass.
18. The cold wind whistled. The bare trees, like a bald old man, could not bear the attack of the northwest wind and swayed in the cold wind.
19. The winter sun also seems to be afraid of the cold, wearing a very thick and thick clothes, the heat will not be able to emit.
20. That winter, the cold ah, the person frozen to the nose sore headache, two feet like two pieces of ice.
21. Ten winter days, snow blocking the windows, ice skates like translucent crystal columns, hanging in a row on the eaves.
22. Nine cold days, frozen snow, the whole world into a big refrigerator, the mountain cold in the shivering, the river frozen stiff, the air seems to be frozen.
23. The sun is wrapped in thin clouds, emitting a faint dazzling white light.
24.There was a fuchsia colored sunrise in the sky, like a blooming red rose.
25. The sky was blue and clear, and the brilliant sunlight was shooting down from between the gaps of the dense pine needles, forming a beam of thick and thin columns of light, illuminating the shade of the forest, which was billowing with a gauzy mist.
26. After the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agate branches and leaves, powdered jade masonry, white color, really a school of snow in the year of the happy scene.
27. The scenery in the snow is magnificent, the sky and the earth are all one color, you can only see a silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
28. This winter, the ground are frozen cracks, small north wind like a knife like fierce blowing, snow flying in the sky.
29. Suddenly the snow cleared up, the winter sun seems to have drawn closer to people, appearing extraordinarily clear, extraordinarily dazzling. But the temperature of the sun seems to have been cooled by the snow and ice, how can not heat up.