Sentences describing the prosperity of the city are as follows:
1. When the evening sun burned half of the sky, some people on the beach by the sea were swimming, some were collecting shells, and some were laughing and joking to their heart's content, and so the sound of merriment here and there was like the waves of the sea in a burst.
2, Tianfu Hotel like a tall giant standing in the center of the city, the most peculiar to be counted on the roof of the rotating restaurant. As long as you sit in the restaurant and rotate around for an hour, you can see the whole of Fuzhou.
3. At night, ten thousand lights shine brightly, and a block of skyscrapers are suddenly covered with jewel-encrusted clothes, and a street is transformed into a galaxy of glittering light.
4. Standing on a high building and looking into the distance, you can see the buildings in the distance, a criss-crossed street vehicles, pedestrians are constantly moving.
5. Thousands of high-rise buildings are springing up. In the distance is the newly completed 53-story international shopping mall building, the building in red and green, standing tall.
6. At dusk, the setting sun has its last afterglow, creating an eternal beauty that stays in the memories of people returning from a long journey, forming an everlasting memory of beauty.
7, here high-rise buildings, the streets are crowded with cars. The crowd of people, like the tide, neon blinding, lighting trance, and illusion.
8, a tall building in the distance, straight into the blue sky reminds people of landscape paintings when the thin bones of the peaks, associated with uprooted, moving stone forest.
9, inside and outside the bar screaming crowd of wanton indulgence, the ancient streets flashing brand-name beer advertising lights, late at night but the sound of insects chirping, full of smoke in the mountains.
10, the center of the street has a large garden, colorful flags pulled up the garden wall, the air rope hanging colorful lights, a flash, as if it is full of pearl ribbons.
11, when I look down from the fence, when the eyes open up, the beautiful city as far as the eye can see; neat skyscrapers, traffic on the cross streets, the work of the factory, the forest of chimneys.
12, the lake reflecting the opposite side of the colorful lights, driven by the wind, actually raised the fish-scale ripples, one after another, naughty flickering. However, because of which overflows with extravagance and waste, inevitably do not let people produce some greasy feeling on this scene.
13, I walked down the street, colorful, crystal clear neon lights will attract my eyes. I stopped and looked closely, the original neon lights will not only flash, it can also be other ways to make neon more colorful and crystal clear.
14. I saw the approach bridge of Nanpu Bridge like a coiled python; I saw the Lupu Bridge like a rainbow; there are bridges from a distance like a huge "human" Yangpu Bridge; and saw the elevated winding, all the way through; there are also peach and willow, birds and flowers of the Century Park.
15, ah - the Pearl River, during the day you are a robust young man, with a broad chest, smiling at the sky, at night, you are a gentle and graceful woman, wearing colorful neon dresses, dancing gently.
Sentences describing the prosperous scene of the city
Beijing is a national historical and cultural city with a history of three thousand years. Beijing was the capital city of six dynasties in history, and in the 2000 years from Yan, many grand and magnificent palace buildings were built, making Beijing the city with the largest number and richest content of imperial palaces, gardens, temple altars and tombs in China. Among them is the Forbidden City in Beijing, which was called Danei Gongcheng during the Ming Dynasty and Forbidden City during the Qing Dynasty. It was originally the imperial palace of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and housed 24 emperors, with magnificent architecture that perfectly reflects the traditional Chinese classical style and oriental style, and it is the largest existing palace in China and even in the whole world, and it is a valuable cultural heritage of the Chinese nation.
The daytime bustle of everything with the pull down of the night precipitated some rare quiet. The roadside fall of the dead leaves with the wind along the road teeth intermittent rolling. The north wind, the street lamps, the occasional siren: it seems that the flavor of the night permeates everywhere.
The lights were on, the traffic was heavy, and the air was filled with noise. Tall buildings rose up, neatly organized. Crowds of people were bustling and in a hurry.
The city at night, is colorful, both lively, noisy side, but also light, quiet side. It's no wonder that foreign tourists are envious of Hong Kong's nightlife.
When I look down from the railings, I see the beautiful city in front of me; the neat skyscrapers, the crossroads of traffic, the neat factories and the chimneys.
Whenever the night falls, the whole Pangang is brilliantly illuminated, like the twinkling stars in the sky, which are more beautiful and attractive than the stars in the sky. Red, green, blue, yellow, gathered into a piece, like a cluster of flowers radiating brilliant light. The lights flickered, more like the eyes of the builders' wisdom.
When I look up at the skyscrapers, I wonder if there is a pair of eyes quietly watching me in the gaps and repeatedly refracted illusions of reinforced concrete and Plexiglas, and if there is a rhythm that, like a heartbeat, beats calmly, becoming the only thing in this forest of stones that can be called a kind of relative stillness and eternity.
The lights of the small town were like fireflies flying far away, flickering and growing dim, and the whole city was like a shroud of dreams.
A tall building rose up, and the seclusion replaced the noise. In the center of the ten buildings there is a large flower bed, the flower bed with beautiful flowers, long green grass, changed! Changed! Everything has changed! In the morning, people rode their bicycles, greeted the first ray of morning sunshine, ran to their workplaces, went to start a new day of life.
The city always wakes up too early. Last night's dust has not yet had time to settle, just darkened street lamps still seem to have a dim yellow light to penetrate out, a closer look is the refraction of the morning sun. Not many people would notice such a scene. Young white-collar workers wrapped in trench coats on the street waiting for the bus, makeup is exquisite but can not hide the heavy face of tiredness. Sedan after sedan whistles past. Inside are the city's slightly more affluent, but still tired, middle-class people. At this point, the "upper class" is usually less visible. More often, there are mothers holding their children, company employees running as fast as they can for fear of being late, uncles on motorcycles going out to do their errands, and so on and so forth. The roadside breakfast stores are always overcrowded with people shouting and shouting, but fortunately the owner's wife has developed the magical skill of never forgetting what she has heard. Where in fact is it not overcrowded. Bus stops, subways, supermarkets. All kinds of transportation routes cover every corner of the city like a spider's web. Batch after batch of people are being loaded and unloaded like goods. The whole city is like a busy shell. Everyone is busy. Rushing about their own difficult lives.
Shanghai is much more beautiful at night, like a modern beauty with heavy makeup, stylish and dazzling. All colors of neon lights make the whole city glittering and glamorous. Those high-class hotels are brightly lit, and there must be people inside who are trying to get drunk. The glass walls of the office buildings were transformed into huge monitors, switching between different advertising images and slogans.
The shadows of the lights reflecting into the Huangpu River have a disorienting effect -- river water, are you also intoxicated in this city of lights?
Too many memories too many stories too many too many stops in so many places, the ancient Yungang, the beautiful Jinling, the bustling Bund, the heavy old town, and the home that gave birth to me
When staying up late becomes a habit, when sleep becomes a luxury to enjoy, the hard days bring us closer, closer.
And now, back in the familiar and unfamiliar metropolis, Starbucks coffee still smells good, and the brightly lit viaducts surround this increasingly glamorous city. Maintaining a speed of 80 mph, I looked at the prosperous and beautiful Changzhou under my feet, but I felt a kind of empty sadness.
Drinking a cup of coffee and watching the rush of passersby or the traffic on the streets is a habit. I asked myself.
Lemon Metropolis, South Street, Xintiandi. Slightly disoriented. H?agen-Dazs, Starbucks, John Doe. I can't tell you how it feels.
Life is getting busier and busier, a lot of time I have no time to review, maybe this is life. However, many nights I dreamed in the middle of the night, everything seems like yesterday, a smile hangs on the corner of my mouth.
Presented in front of my eyes, is indeed a miraculous scene. The endless sea of lights, from the foot of the mountain, has been extended to a distant place. Can not tell which is the city, which is the northern dark; which is the Jialing River, which is the Yangtze River. But see some of the lights, knotted together into a huge ball of light; some lights, linked together, like a long narrow silver chain; some lights, it is if the intermittent, seemingly bright seemingly dark floating, seemingly infinite poetry, infinite picturesque.
The symbol of Guangzhou is the "Five Rams. Located in the southern part of Guangdong Province, the northern edge of the Pearl River Delta, near the South China Sea, the Pearl River estuary, adjacent to Hong Kong and Macao, is the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road. China's longest history, the largest foreign trade port, the world famous port city.
Shops have just opened their doors and people are crowding the stores like an open tide. Here, the bustling atmosphere of the Chinese New Year always comes earlier than elsewhere. Customers hold a big bag out of the counter, each face with a smile, heart dripping with honey. The salesman, from the shelves to take this and that, hands and feet busy, sweat beads on the face, the heart of the nest out of the sound of laughter. Through their hands, this wide range of goods will flow to how many villages and cities, to how many families, to add how much festive atmosphere and joy ah!
Shops stand on both sides of the street, the setting sun of twilight light sprinkled in the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored pavilions above the eaves, to the front of this prosperous Luoyang City evening scene added a few hazy and poetic.
Walking, in front of and behind is a or Cang Mai, or elegant, or fresh, or the world of the Tang Dynasty face, car and horse shimmering, the flow of people as weaving, not far away from the faintly penetrating yells of vendors, and occasionally there is a horse neighing, Xiao Rui feel like being in a colorful rich painting, can not help but stop, looking at the blood red sun, complex eyes want to penetrate back to his own time and space after more than a thousand years.
Wandering casually on the bustling streets, the feet are light. Glorious sunshine sprinkled in this all eyes are between the green tiles and red walls, that protrudes out of the eaves, that high fluttering store signboards and banners, that sparkling from the horse and carriage, that endless stream of pedestrians, that a relaxed and cozy smile, all reflect the people of Shengtang for the great world of self-congratulation.
"If you ask about the rise and fall of the past and present, please only see the city of Luoyang. Thousands of years of history scroll in the mind, the landscape of Luoyang near at hand within reach. Hot wind on the face, walking in the Tang Dynasty, Xiao Rui eyes looking at the taste of the prosperous hustle and bustle of the Tang Dynasty Luoyang, the heart for no reason a happy, and a sigh: Luoyang, is then the world's most famous city, the eastern end of the Silk Road, is the capital of China's history for the longest time of the city. However, this famous city and countless times to become a place of war, the two armies against the battlefield, the magnificent palace, the prosperous downtown, a few times into the ruins, and a few times prosperous.
Out of the wine shop, drunken eyes of the city, two or three dull sparrows can not help but snooze in the street next to the trance among the ancient trees. Remnants of clouds like a mat, rolled up this city outside the city of smoke and dust clamor, tantalizing Luo water washed through the Wu belt when the wind strokes, that half leaning on the door of the brothel with a charming smile on the face of the rich girl, has not yet faded on the face of the intoxication, it will be laid out into the eyes of the Xiao Rui, dream of the great Tang Dynasty Luoyang.
In the sunset, on the bustling street, a green dress, a young girl walking. Behind her, a young man in black dress riding on a horse slowly followed, and not far behind the young man, there is even an elegant teenage figure drop out at the back.
In a piece of carved beams and painted pillars of the palace pavilions between the cover, stone paved path in the palace, slowly walking side by side with a man and a woman. A young girl in full dress, eyes like a picture, while the man is today into the king's restaurant drinking young man, but at the moment his face has long been without the pretense of the deep old, young face unabashedly exposed the color of mischief. Provide a few words or phrases it: traffic, hustle and bustle, head to head, footsteps in a hurry, skyscrapers towering into the clouds, people dressed in novelty, the lights, streaming color
I do not know whether it can satisfy you. 1, Shanghai
deservedly the first place, the luxury brand of the domestic no any city can be reached, not only the luxury shopping malls, and even the luxury of the area is also more, the Bund luxury zone in the world, the city is the most popular in the world, and the most important thing is that it is not only a luxury shopping malls, even luxury area is also more. The Bund luxury area in Shanghai is also the first class in the world.
Luxury brands second, the end of October Beijing opened several new high-end/luxury brands, but compared with Shanghai, obviously still not enough, a lot of Shanghai has a luxury brand Beijing can not buy, but does not affect Beijing's position as a first-tier city.
Surpassing Guangzhou, the city has become a true third city of luxury goods, with many luxury brands from clothing, leather goods, furniture and cosmetics already available in Shanghai, Beijing and Hangzhou, and even some luxury brands have become exclusive to the country. One of the luxury areas in Hangzhou, the Hubin International Luxury Street is also the most advanced, the only top business model, similar to the ViaMontenapoleone in Milan and other high-end commercial areas.
Strength remains strong luxury fourth city, Liberte Plaza, the existence of Friendship Shopping Center, is not a city dare to belittle. The purchasing power of Guangzhou people is even more amazing. Due to the geographical relationship, Guangzhou people have the habit of going to Hong Kong to spend money, so the development of the local luxury market in Guangzhou will be more or less affected.
Shenzhen luxury brands are also many, but less than Guangzhou, but luxury furniture brands are Shenzhen's strengths, the current domestic luxury furniture brands for Beijing, Hangzhou, Shenzhen, the three-pronged trend. Because Shenzhen is the closest to Hong Kong, most of the people in Shenzhen go to Hong Kong to consume luxury goods, the proportion is higher than the same habit of going to Hong Kong to consume Guangzhou people.
The city always wakes up too early. Last night's dust has not yet had time to settle, just darkened street lamps still seem to have a dim yellow light to penetrate out, a closer look is the refraction of the morning sun. Not many people would notice such a scene. Young white-collar workers wrapped in trench coats on the street waiting for the bus, makeup is exquisite but can not hide the heavy face of tiredness. Sedan after sedan whistles past. Inside are the city's slightly more affluent, but still tired, middle-class people. At this point, the "upper class" is usually less visible. More often, there are mothers holding their children, company employees running as fast as they can for fear of being late, uncles on motorcycles going out to do their errands, and so on and so forth. The roadside breakfast stores are always overcrowded with people shouting and shouting, but fortunately the owner's wife has developed the magical skill of never forgetting what she has heard. Where in fact is it not overcrowded. Bus stops, subways, supermarkets. All kinds of transportation routes cover every corner of the city like a spider's web. Batch after batch of people are being loaded and unloaded like goods. The whole city is like a busy shell. Everyone is busy. Everyone was busy with their own difficult lives. Early lights, only to see the people on the street, bustling; stalls and vendors, yelling constantly; stores everywhere, a wide range of goods.