There are quite a lot of essays describing the night scene, so here are the prose describing the night scene that I have organized and collected for you, I hope you like it.
Prose describing the night scene 1Among the city night scenes I have seen, the night scene of the mountain city Chongqing is the most beautiful.
In the evening, after eating hot pot, my friend drove me to Nanshan to see the night view of the mountain city, and she said, "If you don't see the night view, you haven't been to Chongqing". Indeed, I have long heard that the night view of the mountain city is one of the major business cards of Chongqing, and it is definitely a great pity to come and not enjoy the beautiful night view.
The mountain city lights, all the way to the lights, high and low lights, traffic flow, streaming, colorful, reflecting, tufts of bright, really exciting. Car to Nanshan, parking and boarding, my heart has long been eager to pounce on the observation deck. At this time here is already crowded, it seems that Chongqing night scene of this business card or attracted a lot of tourists. My friend said, not only tourists, we locals are often to see the night view, after all, the hometown is always changing it. The first time I saw the city was in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw the city in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw the city in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw the city in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw the city in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw the city in the middle of the night. Just feel the fire tree silver flowers, starry sky, like heaven and earth!
In front of our eyes, is a layer upon layer, staggered colorful light, is a bright sea of lights, can not tell where the stars in the sky, where is the earth's lights, or is the stars in the sky fell into the earth, the earth's lights are also open in the starry sky. At this moment also I think, the mountain city in the Yangtze River and Jialing River in the embrace, like a high and low staggered, straight and curved, colorful, transparent boat, this boat to Chaotianmen for the bow, is driving in the two rivers, driving in the sea of lights in the starry sky. At this time, the two rivers and the sea of lights against the neon in the river reflection, car and boat in the star river color, there are moving and static, static and dynamic combination, complement each other, as if in a poem in a dream in general.
This is a flowing painting, this is a frame of three-dimensional scene, this is a fascinating symphony ...... I feel that this mountain city at night glows with infinite dynamism and vitality than the day to be more beautiful, more moving, provocative reverie, moving the heart. Yes, Chongqing's landscape is famous all over the world, and this fantastic night scene is really for Chongqing landscape added a wonderful just right footnote.
At this point, I can not wait to open the camera with me, from the viewfinder frame to chase the dance of light and shadow. I see, there jumped the exciting notes of life, that is the builders of the city with the blood and sweat condensed into the splendor, that is the society in the process of continuous forward development of the dynamic display ...... Every time I press the shutter, it is like a dialogue with today's city, and the tireless pursuit of life, and the dream of the future dialog! ......
Yes, the night view of Chongqing is the most beautiful, so beautiful that all the words in the world to describe life, to describe the splendor, to describe the moving, to describe the warmth of the words have become its description!
Yes, Chongqing's night scene is the most beautiful, I think, this is Chongqing accounted for all the timing and geographical reasons, timing certainly with the Chongqing jurisdiction and speed up the speed of reform and construction, which is in front of the eyes of the geographical advantage there are two points: one is the Chongqing Municipal District, three sides of the river, one side of the mountains, leaning against the mountains to build the city, the road circled, the wind is unique, so that no matter where a person is standing in which position, you can appreciate the layers of light, so that people are intoxicated in the Full of dreams and bright colors; Second, Chongqing is a river city, there are two rivers surrounded by two bridges adjacent to the conceivable, in the decoration of modern lighting, once the night, all the lights, cars and boats like weaving, water like a dragon, high and low reflections, static and dynamic, the night scenery can not be intoxicating it! At this moment, if it is a night tour of the two rivers, see the river water, Mu river breeze, people in the boat as if in the stars in the river swim, that is how pleasant.
In fact, Chongqing's night scene from a long time ago, as early as the Qianlong period in the Qing dynasty mountain city night scene as "Bayu 12 scenery" one of the "word water night lights" of the elegant name. The so-called "word water" is because the two rivers meander and converge here, which resembles the ancient seal script character "Ba", and the "Lantern" reflects the "word water". The "Lanterns" reflect "Zishui", which is the most popular city in the world. A poet once praised the city: "Yuzhou houses are high and low, and there are many different kinds of stone towns in the vicinity. Who will be ten thousand torches, shooting a river brightly. The light of the waves is hard to hide, and the shadows of the clouds are clear. I can see the endless meaning of the sky and water **** crystal." Of course, the night scene at that time and now the night scene is incomparable.
Nowadays, we live in the city more and more good-looking, especially some big cities, pay attention to night lighting construction, so that the city has become more beautiful and more beautiful and more characteristics. For example, Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou also includes my hometown of Tianjin and other places, the night scene of these cities atmospheric, full of vibrant vitality, especially the Bund in Shanghai's continental mood and the modern feeling of Pudong, people are convinced. Of course, there is also known as the Pearl of the Orient, Hong Kong, not long ago I also took a boat tour of Hong Kong's night scene in Victoria Harbor Bay, then let the sea breeze smoked, looking at the sea of lights coming from the face, is indeed beautiful, amazing.
However, the night view of these cities compared with Chongqing, I still think that the night view of Chongqing has an irreplaceable unique characteristics. This is because Chongqing is sitting on a mountain with water, both the great strength of the mountain, the three-dimensional aesthetic value of space can be almost perfect performance; and the aura of the river, can be modeled around, lining the mountain color, water and landscape, into one. The beauty of Chongqing night scene lies in the heavens endowed with undulating terrain, creating a staggering rhythmic beauty; lies in the river water, water and sky color quiet and rich hazy beauty; lies in the careful design of the city builders, in the pursuit of gorgeous at the same time without losing the beauty.
Indeed, there is the undulation of the mountains, the vitality of the city, there is the brimming of the water, the beauty of the night scene in Chongqing refreshing, moving. At this moment, I look at the wonderful scenery in front of me, like listening to the city's night, listening to the breath of a city ......
Tonight, Chongqing is so beautiful!
Prose describing the night scene2It's late at night, and I don't have any sleep at all, and it's hard to calm down as if I'm being held up by something inside. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The bridge in the night is magnificent, rows of streetlights like soldiers shed all their light on the milky white bridge, they are so intimate and soft. This long dragon-like lights should be set in the Tang Dynasty, and tonight in this ordinary night can also outline the dreamy splendor. Slowly on the surface of the river is covered with a layer of light light green silk, silky, scattered with dense beauty. More than a dozen fishing boats next to each other have long been lights out, I guess there may be a couple like me did not sleep, whispering it. Children have long been in dreamland, because the slightly rippling fishing boat as a cradle as light and comfortable. This can't help but remind one of the night in Chang'an more than a thousand years ago. "A piece of the moon in Chang'an, the sound of ten thousand households pounding clothes." The same riverside, but the long river of history has long changed. The boulevard in the night is hard to sleep, never tired of the traffic disturbed the serenity of the riverside should be. The city only reveals a little bit of leisure in the sleep.
This night, although there are a few tantalizing, but still lack of natural beauty, which inevitably makes me nostalgic for the night in my hometown. If the weather is good, the night of the hometown must be starry-eyed, cool breeze, frogs and dogs barking. When my grandmother was still alive, she always let me sleep on my own bamboo bed, and she held a big fan to drive mosquitoes away from me, while helping me scratch my back. Now, Grandma has been gone for many years, but I still feel that she has never left. Fireflies linger around me like strings of beautiful night jewels, cicadas sound far and near, and occasionally you can smell the wind caught in the fragrance of straw. Quietly listen to the water in the river is clattering to the rice paddies. The old family house by the mountains and water, surrounded by bamboo, windy night, the bamboo sea tossing, there is a crouching tiger hidden dragon trend. Late at night, a few late night eagle capriciously woke up that piece of sleeping mountains and forests .......
Think about what kind of road life is in the end? The word ultimate is too empty, or foresight is more apt. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The time seems to be frozen at this moment, my soul seems to go far away, forgetting the way back. A breeze sweeps across my face, reminding me of some of the events of the past summer. I looked up at this dark gray dome, a crescent moon is hidden, a few stars are not far away. In such a vast starry sky, human beings are just a drop in the ocean.
Think of those lovely children on the fishing boat, pure eyes, dark skin, their backs are still tied to a small plastic plate at any time, in case of falling into the water. They were digging for earthworms and catching crickets next to the emerald green vegetable patch. The look in their eyes as they longed to get to shore was like the look in ours when we were children, longing to get out of that big mountain. I have no particular extravagance now, for the present . I don't have any special expectations for the current state of life, not more than one point, not less than one point, it is enough.
Thoughts quickly drifted back to this quiet night, the soft light of the daughter's room, I couldn't help but walk in, this little girl is like a small koala into a sweet dream, lazy and lovely. I kissed her rosy face and stroked the silky black hair. Thinking back to the moment she was born, she also had this same fine black hair, only it had grown much longer without realizing it. When she slept next to me, I felt that she was the warm blood that was flowing through my body. From the tiny feet when she croaked into the ground to the tiny feet that are now the length of my palm, it's enough to comfort me with a lifetime of memories. My child would often come up to my ear and say, "I love mommy, you are such a good mommy to me." That's when I inwardly realized that I was already a mother and no longer a woman in my flowery years.
Life can't be perfect, if one eye is loaded with pain, then the other eye is definitely loaded with happiness. I am not a little confused in the night, but more clearly see the depth of their own footprints along the way.
Prose describing the night scene 3Dinner like, quietly waiting for the night to fall. Hazy cooking smoke faintly floated up to the green and white sky. Because there is no wind, the lush young leaves, like the moonlight, are also quiet and motionless, just waiting to sleep quietly when the night is thick.
The idle like a bookworm, I will be in the night before the night, since it is very boring. If it is daytime, I will borrow the brilliant light of day to read a few pages of books; if it is the darkness of the night, I will turn on the light and then read a few lines of poetry and so on, to pass the time. Now, when the sky is about to get dark, I don't want to turn on the light too early to save a few cents on the electricity bill, and I just stand alone under the broken shadows of the leaves, waiting for the night to end. I've been waiting for the curtain to go up on the big show of the night!
Think of Mr. Lu Xun in the "Ode to the Night" in the sentence:
"Love of the night to have the ears to listen to the night and the eyes to see the night, since the darkness, to see all the darkness."
I put my eyes to it, but it was full of the brightness of the night, and even in the thick shade of the great tree in which I was hidden, there were patches of fragmentary moonlight on my green coat, like mischievous and constantly blinking eyes. I put my ear to it, but it was full of peaceful serenity. Because of my concentration, I smelled the faint fragrance of spring flowers again, or the scent of earth as well. I'm used to the smell of dirt, so I don't think it's as strong as the flowers.
The moonlight is getting brighter and brighter. At this point, because of the brightness, I realized that the high sky hanging above a round of white moon, has been round to the extreme! But the night was not dark after all. I walked through the woods.
I was thinking of Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight in a Lotus Pond", which is a wonderful line from the "West Island Song":
I was picking up the lotus in the autumn of the South Pond,
The lotus flower was over my head;
I bowed my head to get the lotus seed,
The lotus seed was as clear as water.
The lotus seed was as clear as water.
The lotus seed was as clear as water.
Think of that picking lotus Jiangnan woman, picking lotus is with her small hands of white snow, bowing her head has its own infinite flavor of the bowing of the head, gentle, must be her picking the lotus seed when the lotus seed is like the general mood of the lotus, the city and the country. I think, not only the beauty of Jiangnan women can pick lotus lotus, if, tonight, there are lotus leaves, such as jasper, there are red lotus, such as the Buddha's smile in the past life, I will also do a poem in the lotus picker.
Looking up, the lotus pond, empty, a water like a mirror, moonlight like washing. Where there are fields of lotus leaves, only some black lush plants in the water, perhaps algae, perhaps not out of the water lotus leaves hibiscus and so on, it is not known. Such as Mr. Su Dongpo in the "Chengtian Temple Night Journey" in the record "such as the accumulation of empty water, algae in the water, yellow floating heart", just tonight there really is "spring water ponds, algae and lotus chaotic growth", and Mr. Dongpo said only in the bright moon, the empty courtyard in the bamboo and cypress shadow. With the Dongpo lyricist peer, and its like-minded friends Zhang Huaimin, and I tonight, but one person, traveling alone. Empty bright moon, full of spring color, no one with me **** appreciation! Add a few strands of melancholy. Recall Zhou Dunyi wrote the best lines of the lotus, "I only love the silt and mud, the Maundy League and not demon". Tonight, I am wandering around the lotus pond hesitation, did not see such as Mr. Zhu Ziqing and Zhou Gong and other depictions of the blue leaves and red lotus, and added a few empty sadness. Suddenly the algae and so on, or hibiscus lotus leaves and so on, like a small snake wriggling up. I suddenly startled, busy back a few steps, and then look at the thought, the water vines but like a woman in the night in a gentle wave. Maybe it is to shush each other, maybe it is to greet me as a stranger, there is no way to know. And their swing, and like the Brahmaputra and up Indian dance, must be in her tenderness underneath, there are swimming fish it, because I just then thought of this place is the origin of the famous Tai'an fish. When I thought so, I really saw the scales of the fish flashing under the shadow of the vines, and the black shadows of the fish were passing back and forth, and each black shadow had a fan-shaped fish tail, softly and softly flapping. I think the underwater world must not be as lonely as I am on the water. Fish, no hands, no feet, but clever maneuver, far more than I have hands and feet. Nature's magic, to man-made a lonely out, and I have to be supremely grateful, as well as worship. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that.
They swam upward straight and diagonally, as if to break through the surface of the water and jumped straight to me standing in the water world. I was suddenly startled again, these fish are coming to take away my personal loneliness? I bend down, reach out, to the water, and slowly upward, most of the fish swim leisurely elsewhere. But two, two alone, were willing to stay and be close to me. Their eyes were wide open with curiosity, and they only gently bobbed on my palm. So, my palm was numb, crispy, melting, as if a warm soft silk was caressing it, and it quickly spread halfway across my body. When I lowered my head to look, I found that the two fish were but spitting blisters with their mouths toward the full moon that was bright to the extreme high in the sky. I withdrew my hand, and the two-tailed fish whirled in a half circle, and with a flap of their tails, suddenly sank into the water and disappeared. So, in the shadow of the fish, I saw the class of the fifty-six "small fish" shadow. Ultimately, they can solve the loneliness of my soul. In the classroom, bursts of laughter, I do not know whether I gave them knowledge and happiness, or they gave me happiness and encouragement? Recently, my way of teaching and the change of thinking, so that the teacher-student relationship melted, cultivated like a fish sinking into the water relationship. What does the students' test scores and the glory of the family have to do with me, a poor teacher? I gave them happiness to grow up and they gave me a good mood. Their fathers to middle age, looking back at the red dust, alas, life is a failure, there is no need to hurry, the endless hope on the children, so the class of the fifty-six "small fish" on the shoulders of a generation of load, since it is heavy, heavy. But what does the hope of their fathers have to do with me? I want to remove the heavy burden from their shoulders, give them relaxation, and give them healthy thoughts, while their fathers and mothers will give me the dishes to eat with as usual. How is this not the truest, the kindest, the most beautiful, the best, the greatest gift in the world? I was lost in thought, the fish in the pond really only jumped up, flying out of the water, in the air, drew a half circle of beautiful arc, abruptly, re-entering the water, disappeared its elegant style. This is the night under the moonlight the most exquisite stroke, bright shiny scales, in the air, a flash, and a flash, suddenly, and disappeared. Only the moonlight like water and water like moonlight remain.
Seeing that the fish are in the water and sleeping, I went home. I went back to my home, through the woods, through the cold moonlight, and my family and the poultry were asleep. The lights are out, the home is dark, dark, darker than the night outside, but is warm and cozy. After a hurried meal, I felt the warmth in my heart all the more, because I had food without labor. I still did not turn on the lights, not that I am afraid to see the light, just afraid of the bright lights to disturb the family's dreams. I turned on my computer in the dark, and saw the lively discussions of my friends in the "online school", which added another layer of warmth to my heart. Moonlight from the window quietly pouring in, that sneak into the home of the moon but not in front of my eyes "online school" that side of the screen bright. My mind will soon be from the loneliness of the lotus pond, sinking into that side of the screen lively "online school" to go.
The last glimmer of the setting sun gradually lost its luster in the silence, and the warmth of the night covered the entire sky like a curtain curtain. A bright round moon just hangs high in the night sky without a single star accompanying it, waving the silver-white moonlight in a lonely way. And under the moonlight, people in twos and threes are dragging long shadows, full of happiness, pulling the family, taking a walk, leisurely into the quiet countryside in the night ......
A one-by-one inscription
The night of the Autumn Festival is always so sprightly, so that people from the heart to the outside are permeated with the refreshing strength to come. In front of the front door, a few lone moon season is quietly blooming, pink petals in the dark night under the backdrop of more mysterious, stunning, exuding a warm fragrance of flowers. A breeze breezes by, blowing the pink flowers gently swaying, dancing in the moonlight. Yet they are not alone in their dance!
In the cracks of the wall, in the bushes, the crickets, who have rested for a day, have unfolded their bright throats, "chirping, chirping," chirping, the sound of which is intermittent, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, like a chorus without the slightest rhythm, but it is very pleasing to the ear, and when you listen attentively, it will make your mood calm, and pacify the heat and anxiety of the day.
The song is a great example of how to make the most of your time.
Walked through a curved path, around a few verdant vegetable gardens, and over a short wall to a straight highway. There, a few tall acacia trees are standing proudly in the silver-white moonlight, narrow shadow even across the highway, reflecting on the opposite side of the house's two vermilion closed door. Lush branches and leaves in the tree intertwined with the tree, a closer look will find in those branches and leaves, there have been a few began to yellow, I believe that in the near future, this tree full of green will turn into a field of yellow, but the big trees do not care about these, because the rise and fall of the wither and glory of them for a long time have become accustomed to, and only decadent poets to that time will be a field of yellow leaves issued by the inexplicable sadness, right!
Along the highway slowly walking, looking. The highway on both sides of the home has long been brightly lit, through the bright lights can clearly see the people happy around the TV, enjoying a wonderful program, and some people are sitting at the table, while tasting the dishes, while the sky and the north and the south of the world talk about. There are even a few homes with dogs in the yard, they are not willing to be lonely in the quiet night barking ah barking, but obviously not as good as the crickets chirping ...... Indeed, the countryside at night is such a quiet, harmonious, no city kind of wine and liquor excitement, not the kind of busy daytime work of the nervousness, where you can completely relax! Down, with the nose to smell the fragrance of flowers and trees, with the ears to listen to the crickets singing, with the eyes to see the corner of the road, those children play and play the innocent touch, as if the body at this moment are melted into the harmony of the night, as soft as the clouds, as clear as the water, by the silvery-white moonlight with the tired soul in the quiet night roaming, listening to the heartbeat of the night, the night of the murmur.
At this time, a melodious music sound vaguely into the ear, and the more forward the sound of the clearer, in a short while, they went to the source of the sound. It turns out that in the village hall, under the bright lights, a group of leisure people are jumping in the happy square dance it! Passionate song, people open the light dance steps to jump to their heart's content, although their movements are not standardized, although their costumes are not neat, but in their faces, are full of pleasant smiles, I guess this is the meaning of the square dance it.
On the other side of the highway, right in front of the gate of the village committee, a group of seventy to eighty year old moncler jackets wearing undershirts and pants, hand holding a fan sitting on a few wooden benches, laughing and chatting, and from time to time raised his hand to the highway, the people who are dancing to say hello. There is even a gray-haired old man, somehow got excited, but with the square dance music humming up, and its demeanor caused the surrounding people are a bit unable to laugh, it is really laid-back!
With the footsteps slowly moving forward, behind the loud music and moncler jackets outlet the sound of laughing and joking gradually blurred, and the surrounding has become a silent. And in the silence, the dark blue night color is so fascinating ......
Mangy world, if you are tired of work, if you are trapped by the trouble, then please come to the countryside night color it! Here all the emotions are left behind, let the gentle wind wash your body quietly, empty, and then in the most comfortable posture to feel the silver-white moonlight and dark blue night intertwined with the dream color, let the heart return to the childish, so that the dream to find a temporary rest in the corner of the peace and tranquility.