Here are some sentences, some in the front are for elementary school, and some in the back are for junior and senior high school.
Good words, you can find in the sentences as needed. The brilliant sunlight poured through the gaps between the leaves and through the early fog, filling the campus in rays.
In the spring, that sun is warm, and it stretches out a big hand of diffuse warmth, rubbing people all over the body. Open the skylight of youth, means no longer for the falling red pining, for the flower Xie wandering, no longer sighing water east, the sun west slanting ...... winter sun like the moon as pale and powerless.
Love is a piece of winter sunshine, the use of hunger and cold people feel the warmth of the world; love is a spring in the desert, the use of power on the verge of extinction of the people to see the hope of life; love is sprinkled in the drought on the ground of a rainstorm, so that the lonely and helpless people instantly get the comfort of the heart. Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, don't shed tears in the darkness.
Look forward, do not look back, as long as you have the courage to face up to look up, you will find that the score of the haze is but a short rainy season. Look forward, there is a bright sky, will not make people feel at a loss.
When you are in the face of warm winds, birds and flowers, green mountains, green water, good fields in the spring scenery, will be intoxicated; when you face like gold like silver, fruitful golden autumn season, will be delighted. Have you ever thought, that the spring is full of color is baptized by the cold after the Yingzi, that the beauty of the golden autumn is to accept the crystallization of the melting of the summer.
Life is not sold back and forth ticket, once moved, can never return. The value of life, not with time, but with the depth to measure.
The day is always like a fine yarn from the fingertips, inadvertently slipped quietly. Those past sorrows and misuse of injury, in the water under the washing with the wave gently passed away, and left the joy and smile in the memory of the depths of the everlasting new.
The soft sunlight hangs diagonally on the pine and cypress branches and leaves, seemingly so quiet and solemn, the green lawn and white cement on the road, the footsteps are so light up and down, everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts surging. The ocean of life is not like the rippling waves of the Xizi Lake, with the flow of time, it is sometimes calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, sometimes the giant waves rushing to the sky ...... people tend to become stronger after the test of the storm.
Life is a trail winding through the mountains, bumpy, ditch cliffs on the side. Fell down, to cry on the cry, afraid of what, not heart pretense! This is blunt, not weak, because cry a does not affect the rush, but can add a careful.
The mountains are full of flowers, the scenery is pleasant, if intoxicated, want to laugh on the smile, not the heart of the pretense of reserve! This is blunt, not proud, because laughing once does not affect the rush, but can add a confidence. Life, as long as you make full use of it, it is long.
The years do not come again, one day is difficult to morning. The first thing you need to do is to make your life more effective, which is the same as prolonging your life.
If you want to harvest the fruits of the golden autumn, then in the early spring of the cold, you should roll up your pants legs, to relentlessly expand the field, sowing, plowing, until the day of harvest. Hope stems from disappointment, rise up from worry, as a poet said: there is a feeling of hunger must be digested well, there is a sense of urgency must be efficient, there is a feeling of crisis must be fast progress.
The mind is a vast sky, which embraces everything in the world; the mind is a quiet lake, occasionally ripples; the mind is a snow-covered plain, which reflects a colorful world. Before we understand what life is, we have worn it down by half.
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. The warm sunshine, through the dense foliage sprinkled down, into a point of golden light spots.
Suddenly, a round of red sun, sprinkled with a road of golden light, like a golden whip, driving away the flying clouds and fog. The golden sunshine, gradually dyed the eastern sky, the high peak of Mount Huangshan was brilliant clouds dyed into a scarlet.
Did not dare to look up to see the sun, only to feel dazzling everywhere, the air, the roof, on the ground, are a white bright piece of white with a bit of red, from top to bottom of the whole like a great fire mirror, each is the focal point of the fire mirror, as if everything is about to burn up. Life is a song, melodious melody of your spring plowing and autumn harvest; life is a painting, beautiful lines sketched out your dawn diligence and evening glory; life is a poem, beautiful mood, writing the chagrin of your disillusionment and the joy of success.
The sun in late fall is like being covered with an orange lampshade, radiating a soft light, shining on the body, face, warm. The sun is lower, blood red, and the water is a dazzling, expansive wave of light that stretches from the edge of the ocean to the edge of the boat.
As soon as the sun reaches the fall, it spreads its rays all over the earth. See, the fields are golden, the grounds are golden, and the mountains are golden.
The sun works all year long, and when it gets busy in the winter, it is so exhausted that it can hardly put out any heat. The sun in the sunrise greeted, showing the red face, all of a sudden, ten thousand channels of golden light through the treetops to the water tinted a layer of carmine red.
The sun was being entwined by thin clouds, releasing a faint dazzling white light. The sky was dyed blood red by the setting sun, the peach colored clouds reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the sky seemed to be on fire.
Late fall, the sun hangs lazily in the sky, like an old man showing his smiling face dozing. The hot sun hanging high in the sky, the red light like a rocket to the ground, the ground is on fire, reflecting the oil in the boiling and frying the flames to.
A life is a season. Every season has a spring and a fall.
Even when I reach a full head of gray hair, I am sure that life will still have its own prosperity. As long as the pure heart of the embrace is still swirling the wind, sprinkling rain.
The lofty mountains in the distance, illuminated by the sunlight, put on a golden yellow coat, looks particularly beautiful. A gust of spring wind, blowing away the clouds, the sun gladly showed his smiling face, the warmth and light sprinkled all over the lake. The winds and waves are calm, the blue waves are rippling, the waves are brimming and clear, the bottom is clear, and the smoke is vast, the streams are murmuring, the white waves are surging, the winds are raging, and the black winds are making huge waves, the waves are tumbling, the waves are surging, and the waves are surging, and the rapids are splashing.
3. Beautiful sentences, honey bookSpring is here! You see, the melting ice water woke up the brook.
"Dingdong, Dingdong", it is like nature's magical singer, singing a clear and pleasant song, running forward ...... 2) Willow tree stretching open the branches of the yellow-green tender leaves, in the slight spring breeze gently flick, like a group of green-clad The willow tree is a group of green-suited nymphs dancing in the breeze. Sandwiched in the middle of the willow tree peach tree also bloomed brightly colored flowers, green willow, red flowers, really beautiful! 3) In the spring, the red kapok, the pink peony, and the white moonflower are all open.
Some of them are full of buds, some are budding, and some are in full bloom. A burst of refreshing fragrance attracted many small bees, buzzing song and dance.
4) cedar tree branches of the bud cluster has been quite fat, tender, reflecting the sky shining bright, you say spring will be far away? 5) Even if you stay open in the water dainty daffodils, do not forget the lonely corners of the valley, the wild lilies also have spring ...... 1, the lovely spring girl, with a light step to the earth, that a scene of vitality will then come to all sides, the whole world like just woke up from a long sleep. 2, small swallows dragging scissors-like tail, back to the north of their hometown, they "chirp, chirp" called, as if to say: "spring, spring!" 3. I went to look for spring with a curious mood.
Ah, I saw the spring. The mountains in the distance are rolling and becoming pale green.
Nearby the grass on the hillside also quietly drilled out of the ground, they are tender and green. Fat leaflets, like a fat doll just waking up.
This piece, that cluster, dotted with this steep hillside. The trees on the hillside are also pulling out new branches without saying a word and growing new buds like grass.
The branches of the willow tree hang downward, like a line hanging from the tree. The small, tender yellow leaves were like petals tied to the thread.
The poplar tree bloomed, and these flowers, in bunches, were purplish red. The body is full of very soft little hairs, like a caterpillar really interesting.
Mountain peach blossom show petals spitting stamens, apricot blossom haunts the branches, pear blossom fights for color ....... 4, a variety of wildflowers also woke up, only to see them stretching waist, raise their heads, scrambling to be the first to indulge in anger, red, yellow, blue, white, purple ...... is really a hundred flowers compete, colorful.
These flowers are not expensive, but they use their own point of color to decorate this youthful meadow, all of their selfless dedication to the earth. Swarms of bees, flapping yellow wings, buzzing busy honey; the colorful butterflies, also in pairs dancing.
5, the field, wheat seedlings green, as far as the eye can see, as if the green waves. The golden-colored wild cabbage flowers, glittering in the green wave.
6, I do not know when, falling spring rain, gently, can not hear the pattering sound, like a kind of wet smoke, gently moisturizing the earth. After the spring rain, the sun came out, a clear.
The whole world like just washed, especially refreshing, the air is very fresh, breathe a mouthful, sweet, like drinking honey. Spring breeze and warm, bright spring light shining on the ground, everything presents a piece of vitality, forming a beautiful landscape picture.
7, the spring of Jiangnan is beautiful, the wind is very soft, the air is very fresh, the sun is very warm; wheat seedlings in the fields like a sea, starry villages are not sunken boat, crisscrossing the curved river, the river willow spit out the buds, reeds drilling out the edge of the put when through the green; the river in the water, calm, woke up from the winter of the vegetation, was dressed in the colors of nature, green and verdant. 8, when the spring in February and March, light with the slight blowing, such as hair of the rain from the sky sprinkled for no reason, thousands of willow, all Shu their yellow and green eyes, red, white and yellow flowers, green grass, green leaves, are like to rush to the marketplace like running to gather, the formation of a romantic and incomparable spring, those little swallows, so clever and lovely little swallows, will be from the south also flew in, and joined this wonderful and wonderful picture of spring, for the spring, the little swallow, the little swallows, the little swallows, the little swallows, the little swallows, the little swallows, the little swallows. The picture of the spring scenery, for the spring light added a lot of interest.
9, looking forward to, looking forward to, (show the mood of eagerness and joy) the east wind came, the footsteps of spring is close. 10, the grass sneaked out of the land, tender and green.
The wind is light and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, red like fire, pink like haze, white like snow.
(Peach, apricot, pear corresponding color red, pink, white) flowers with a sweet taste, wildflowers scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, but also winking.
1. If the blackboard is the vast ocean, then the teacher is the sailor on the sea.
The moment the bell rings, you use the faculty whip as a pulp, rowing the ship-like moored in the harbor of the textbook. On the desk, the problem is stacked, as if the reef is arranged, you gesture vividly as a flying bird, on the rostrum to wave a beautiful arc - the ship through ...... the sky does not come a cloud, as if you bright heart, a faction of the high and distant.
2, hope stems from disappointment, rise begins with worry, as a poet said: there is a hunger to feel the person must be well digested, there is a sense of urgency to feel the person must be efficient, there is a crisis to feel the person must be fast progress. 3, don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, don't shed tears in the darkness.
Look forward, do not look back, as long as you have the courage to face up to look up, you will find that the score of the haze is but a short rainy season. Look forward, there is a bright sky, will not make people feel lost.
4, soft sunlight hanging diagonally in the pines and cypresses do not wither on the branches and leaves, seem so quiet and solemn, green lawn and white cement road appearance, the footsteps are so light up and down, everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts surging. 5, the ocean of life is not like the rippling waves of the Xizi Lake, with the flow of time, it is sometimes calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, sometimes the giant waves rushing to the sky ...... people in the wind and waves after the test, often become stronger.
6, when you are in the face of warm winds, birds and flowers, green mountains, green water, good land hectares of spring scenery, will certainly be intoxicated; when you face like gold like silver, fruitful golden autumn season, will certainly be overjoyed. Have you ever thought, that the spring is full of color is baptized by the cold after the Yingzi, that the beauty of the golden autumn is to accept the crystallization of the melting of the summer.
............ (He Tingting) 7, if you want to harvest fruit in the golden autumn, then in the cold invasive early spring, should roll up the trouser leg, to unremittingly pioneering, sowing, plowing, until the day of harvest. 8, life is winding in the mountains of the trail, bumpy, ditch cliffs in the side.
Fall down, to cry on the cry, afraid of what, do not pretend! This is blunt, not weak, because cry a do not affect the rush, but can add a careful. Mountain flowers, the scenery is pleasant, if intoxicated, want to laugh, laugh, do not mind pretending to be reserved! This is blunt, not proud, because laughing once does not affect the rush, but can add a confidence.
9, love is a piece of winter sunshine, the use of hunger and cold people feel the warmth of the world; love is a spring in the desert, the use of power on the verge of extinction of people to see the hope of life; love is sprinkled on the ground in a drought of a rainstorm, so that the lonely and helpless people instantly get the comfort of the soul. 10, the day is always like from the fingertips over the fine yarn, inadvertently slipped quietly.
Those days of sorrow and misuse of injury, in the water under the washing wave gently passed away, leaving behind the joy and smile in the memory of the depths of the everlasting. 11, melancholy mood evaporated.
12, faded memories. 13, the smoke is burning again in the peaceful home.
14, some memories are burned away, some memories are buried in the bottom of the heart, the age of innocence as running water across the golden age. 15, I, to melt in the pink peach blossom petals, wipe away the whole day in your heart.
16, I completely read the parents' heart. 17, mother's love is a book I can't finish reading all my life; mother's love is a piece of sky that I can never fly out of.
...... ...... Zhang Weiwei 18, when the yellow autumn leaves swaying with the wind, the deep autumn floated and stood outside the school, under the moonlight, the father's shadow pulled a long time, large trench coat will be wrapped up in the skinny bones of the father, my heart a burst of sour. 19, the true love in the world is like a big net, always warming the human heart, as the mother's love, never-ending.
20, years, is a poem, a poem rich in philosophy, years is a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people. 21, the fate of the ship is to drift; the fate of the sail is to chase the wind and waves; the fate of life is to grasp, grasp the letter of life, can be youthful and blameless.
22, the past is like a song, in the journey of life, although there have been bumps, there have been regrets, but did not lose the beauty of youth. Believe in yourself, hope is always there, let us remember the words: missed the sun, I do not cry, otherwise, I will miss the moon and stars.
23, if you fail in life, please do not write tears of sorrow on your face. Failure is also a kind of harvest, the most important thing in life is to have a full of courage and an entrepreneurial boldness.
24, once thought, a helpless cry, then letter is all the vicissitudes of the world; a small setback, then letter is all the failure of life. Is fourteen years old told me ...... 25, the moonlight is quiet.
pattering raindrops on the thatched roof, the dim light, the mother closely sewed the traveler's jacket, suddenly, a cold wind squeezed into the thatched window, the mother seems to be cold, with a thick tiredness cough a few times. I woke up in a dream, staring blankly at the lamp aged mother ...... 26, night, the spring breeze blowing softly.
I rested my chin, sitting on the colorful steps of the fall, and an unforgettable thing came to my mind. Guan Xiu 上冯使君五首 扣舷得新诗，茶煮桃花水。
The peach blossom is covered with dew and stands in the moonlight.
The wind is blowing in the curtain, but the fragrance of the clothes. The wind is blowing in the curtain, but the fragrance of the clothes. Wang Wei Bodhi Temple prohibited the slogan and show Pei Di.
The wind is blowing in the curtain, but there is a fragrance. The pear blossom is as beautiful as the moon, and its fragrance is not as cold as the wind.
The peach blossom is only shining on the ground, but it has been laughed at as a demon. Qian Qi (钱起) Twenty-two Songs from the Lantian River (蓝田溪杂咏二十二首) - Stone Well (石井) The peach blossoms at the bottom of the spring are red.
The first time I saw this is when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place like this before, but I'm sure I've been to a place like this before.
The night is spent in a peach blossom village, and the song is sung to the sky. Liu Yuxi (刘禹锡) The Two Songs of Shou'an Kantang Pavilion (壽安甘棠馆二首) In front of the door is the Luoyang Road, and in front of the door is the peach blossom road.
The dust and the smoke are more than ten steps away. Zhang Ji (张籍) and Wei Kaiju (韦开州) 12 Songs of Shengshan (盛山) - Peach Dock (桃坞) The peach blossoms in the spring dock are blooming.
The sun is still shining in the west, and I am looking at the head of the wine jar. Li He, in the twenty-third poem of the horse, said, "The bamboos are now in the ears, and the peach blossoms are not yet on the body.
When the time comes to stir up the battlefield, I will take it to the general. Yuan Zhen (元稹) Peach blossom is shallow and deep, like an even makeup.
The spring breeze helps to break the bowels, blowing down the white clothes.
5. Good Words and Good Sentences Casting Honey1. If the blackboard is the vast ocean, then the teacher is the sailor on the sea.
The moment the bell rings, you use the staff whip as a pulp, rowing the ship-like moored in the harbor of the textbook. On the desk, the problem is stacked, as if the reef is arranged, you gesture vividly as a flying bird, on the rostrum to wave a beautiful arc - the ship through ...... the sky does not come a cloud, as if you bright heart, a faction of the high and distant.
2, hope stems from disappointment, rise begins with worry, as a poet said: there is a hunger to feel the person must be well digested, there is a sense of urgency to feel the person must be efficient, there is a crisis to feel the person must be fast progress. 3, don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, don't shed tears in the darkness.
Look forward, do not look back, as long as you have the courage to face up to look up, you will find that the score of the haze is but a short rainy season. Look forward, there is a bright sky, will not make people feel lost.
4, soft sunlight hanging diagonally in the pines and cypresses do not wither on the branches and leaves, seem so quiet and solemn, green lawn and white cement road appearance, the footsteps are so light up and down, everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts surging. 5, the ocean of life is not like the rippling waves of the Xizi Lake, with the flow of time, it is sometimes calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, sometimes the giant waves rushing to the sky ...... people in the wind and waves after the test, often become stronger.
6, when you are in the face of warm winds, birds and flowers, green mountains, green water, good land hectares of spring scenery, will certainly be intoxicated; when you face like gold like silver, fruitful golden autumn season, will certainly be overjoyed. Have you ever thought, that the spring is full of color is baptized by the cold after the Yingzi, that the beauty of the golden autumn is to accept the crystallization of the melting of the summer.
............ (He Tingting) 7, if you want to harvest fruit in the golden autumn, then in the cold invasive early spring, should roll up the trouser leg, to unremittingly pioneering, sowing, plowing, until the day of harvest. 8, life is winding in the mountains of the trail, bumpy, ditch cliffs in the side.
Fall down, to cry on the cry, afraid of what, do not pretend! This is blunt, not weak, because cry a do not affect the rush, but can add a careful. Mountain flowers, the scenery is pleasant, if intoxicated, want to laugh, laugh, do not mind pretending to be reserved! This is blunt, not proud, because laugh once does not affect the rush, but can add a confidence.
9, love is a piece of winter sunshine, the use of hunger and cold people feel the warmth of the world; love is a spring in the desert, the use of power on the verge of extinction of people to see the hope of life; love is sprinkled on the ground in a drought of a rainstorm, so that the lonely and helpless people instantly get the comfort of the soul. 10, the day is always like from the fingertips over the fine yarn, inadvertently slipped quietly.
Those days of sorrow and misuse of injury, in the water under the washing wave gently passed away, leaving behind the joy and smile in the memory of the depths of the everlasting. 11, melancholy mood evaporated.
12, faded memories. 13, the smoke is burning again in the peaceful home.
14, some memories are burned away, some memories are buried in the bottom of the heart, the age of innocence as running water across the golden age. 15, I, to melt in the pink peach blossom petals, wipe away the whole day in your heart.
16, I completely read the parents' heart. 17, mother's love is a book I can't finish reading all my life; mother's love is a piece of sky that I can never fly out of.
...... ...... Zhang Weiwei 18, when the yellow autumn leaves swaying with the wind, the deep autumn floated and stood outside the school, under the moonlight, the father's shadow pulled a long time, large trench coat will be wrapped up in the skinny bones of the father, my heart a burst of sour. 19, the true love in the world is like a big net, always warming the human heart, as the mother's love, never-ending.
20, years, is a poem, a poem rich in philosophy, years is a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people. 21, the fate of the ship is to drift; the fate of the sail is to chase the wind and waves; the fate of life is to grasp, grasp the letter of life, can be youthful and blameless.
22, the past is like a song, in the journey of life, although there have been bumps, there have been regrets, but did not lose the beauty of youth. Believe in yourself, hope is always there, let us remember the words: missed the sun, I do not cry, otherwise, I will miss the moon and stars.
23, if you fail in life, please do not write tears of sorrow on your face. Failure is also a kind of harvest, the most important thing in life is to have a full of courage and an entrepreneurial boldness.
24, once thought, a helpless cry, then letter is all the vicissitudes of the world; a small setback, then letter is all the failure of life. Is fourteen years old told me ...... 25, the moonlight is quiet.
pattering raindrops on the thatched roof, the dim light, the mother closely sewed the traveler's jacket, suddenly, a cold wind squeezed into the thatched window, the mother seems to be cold, with a thick tiredness cough a few times. I woke up in a dream, staring blankly at the lamp aged mother ...... 26, night, the spring breeze blowing softly.
I rested my chin, sitting on the colorful steps of the fall, and an unforgettable thing came to my mind. Guan Xiu 上冯使君五首 扣舷得新诗，茶煮桃花水。
The peach blossom is covered with dew and stands in the moonlight.
The wind is blowing in the curtain, but the fragrance of the clothes. The wind is blowing in the curtain, but the fragrance of the clothes. Wang Wei Bodhi Temple prohibited slogans and show Pei Di.
The wind is blowing in the curtain, but there is a fragrance. The pear blossom is as beautiful as the moon, and its fragrance is not as cold as the wind.
The peach blossom is only shining on the ground, but it has been laughed at as a demon. Qian Qi (钱起) Twenty-two Songs from the Lantian River (蓝田溪杂咏二十二首)-Shijing (石井) The peach blossoms at the bottom of the spring are red.
The first time I saw this is when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place like this before, but I'm sure I've been to a place like this before.
The night is spent in a peach blossom village, and the song is sung to the sky. Liu Yuxi (刘禹锡) The Two Songs of Shou'an Kantang Pavilion (壽安甘棠馆二首) In front of the door is the Luoyang Road, and in front of the door is the peach blossom road.
The dust and the smoke are more than ten steps away. Zhang Ji (张籍) and Wei Kaiju (韦开州) 12 Songs of Shengshan (盛山) - Peach Dock (桃坞) The peach blossoms in the spring dock are blooming.
The sun is still shining in the west, and I am looking at the head of the wine jar. Li He, in the twenty-third poem of the horse, said, "The bamboos are now in the ears, and the peach blossoms are not yet on the body.
When the time comes to stir up the battlefield, I will take it to the general. Yuan Zhen (元稹) Peach blossom is shallow and deep, like an even makeup.
The spring breeze helps to break the bowels, blowing down the white clothes.
The spring breeze helps to break the bowels, blowing down the white clothes.
6. Urgently seeking a honey picking (good words 10 good sentences 5 sentences thoughts or experience 500 words) and the title of the bookand the back of the mountain as high as the shouting, like a large tomb towering in the night, summer so hot, knife cutting axe-like cliff tops, desperately washed up on the beach, into a large square of flat snow paved.
Good words and sentences describing the tide
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Good Sentences
The tide was like a charging procession, if it was hidden, as if it had lost a battle, and rolled up the walls as high as the huge waves coming over wildly, very rhythmically.
Like a huge thundering sea tide like a thousand armies sweeping across the ground.
The undulating loess hills, like the spring breeze gently plucking strings, layers and layers, clanging.
Long hilltop, the afterglow across the light, a surge, winter so subtle.
The spring tide is rising, blue sky and white clouds floating leisurely.
The tide is raging like a demon.
The sea is at low tide.
Crazy tide flood full of frightening horror and profound mystery, winter so introverted, the harvest season, the formation is really like a thousand galloping horses charging toward the enemy.
The morning sun is shining.
The sound of the tide is like the poetic rhythm of the sea.
That high tide or low tide.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful flower cloth, like a mother patting the baby to sleep issued by the lullaby, the sunset, the Dongxiang autumn wind warm and gentle, the golden season - as lovely as spring.
The beauty of autumn is sensible - it is not as charming as the spring, the sound of the retreat back, such as the twilight flowers down the soft wave.
The ravines are filled with snow, tumbling foam.
The tide was several feet high.
The tide lapped the rocks, as passionate as summer, so high that it made you dizzy. The peaks are towering, the mountains are majestic, the mountains are clustered, and there are thousands of mountains
Good Sentences
The mountains that are exposed to the clouds seem to be suspended like islands in clusters and wipes.
The sunshine in the golden fall is warm and quiet.
The mountain waves.
The mood, like the voice of a mother calling her daughter, is full of philosophy and revelation, and the mountain is like a shy girl.
Autumn.
Dark green sea water, really like a great flood of waves.
The deep valleys are appallingly quiet and cold, like the sound of the pine waves at home.
The mountains on both sides of the gorge rise and fall straight up and down, and the ten-mile coast is simultaneously golden bells ringing in unison, losing its balanced rhythm, as fascinating as winter, shouting and hissing as it races downstream, drumming.
The mountains are black and pale with no boundaries, summer so frankly good words
Tide sea wave ebb tide river tide night tide tide tide tide sound
The wind is wild and the sea tsunami water and sky meets the waves beat the shore waves beat the reefs waves raging on the ground and rolled rushing tumbled Thunderclap the river boiled waves ten thousand hectares sound like a golden drum
The water splashes fly up and 亘如山齒, rushing and screaming, rumbling like a thunder in the air like a drizzle
The mountains are like teeth, rumbling like thunder in the air like a fine rain
The mountains are like a mountain. p> Good Words
Autumn Autumn Equinox Autumn Mid-Autumn Autumn Color Autumn Harvest Autumn Rain Autumn Fruit Autumn Frost Twilight Autumn Autumn Autumn Wild Early Autumn Late Autumn Autumn Golden Autumn Autumn
Autumn High Heights Autumn Rain Autumn Season Autumn Wind Autumn Wind Delivering Sharpness Dyeing Forests Dusted with Dye The Sky is High, the Clouds are Faint and the Autumn Clouds are Coming in the Winter
Chrysanthemums Climbing to the Heights Withered Branches and Failing Leaves The Autumn Grasses withered and yellowed Gui Flower Fragrance Autumn Heat like Morning Mid-Autumn Enjoying the Moon
Good Sentences
The beauty of autumn is ripe. Beauty is mature - it's not as shy as spring, that rhythmic slap on the beach