The sky has revealed the pink dawn, the color is gradually deepening, from orange to light red, light red and gradually deepen, a moment of red, a moment of gold, a moment of half-purple and half-yellow, but also some can not say, there are also some have not seen the color, it is colorful. The shape of the sunrise is endless, some like an eagle with wings, some like a red scarf flying in the air.
Evening Sunset
Some people like the stars in the sky, some like the bright moon, and some like the sun like a fireball. But I like the colorful evening sun.
The sunset is so picturesque that it makes people happy. Whenever I am alone to enjoy the sunset, the wonderland-like sunset can always make me forget the day's troubles, fatigue, and put me in another world.
The sunset is like a painter who is mixing colors in the palette, and when he mixes well, the most beautiful scene in the sunset appears in front of our eyes. In the endless western sky lit up the "fire", then the fire department arrived, they immediately put out the fire, as the sun goes down, the fire is getting smaller and smaller.
When the sun completely fell into the west of the mountains, such as the fire of the evening sun also with the sound of people's laughter to put away the last ray of light.
Spring breeze
People always appreciate the joy that spring brings to the earth, just praise the spring good, spring wonderful, but do not know, so that everything in the world to revitalize, revitalize, the biggest contributor to this is actually the spring breeze. Spring breeze, can shuttle in every corner of the world, unrestricted, as you wish, to bring that corner of the endless vitality, immortal laughter. The spring breeze has no name. But ...... when the spring breeze drifting through the treetops, inadvertently it disturbed the sleeping old tree, the old tree began to grow small buds; and in its casual play, flying over the grass, accidentally touched the grass, so the grass began to enthusiastically greeted it; spring breeze happy, began to deliberately to wake up those in the long winter almost unconscious The spring breeze was happy and began to deliberately awaken the flowers and trees, fish, insects, birds and animals that had almost lost consciousness during the long, harsh winter. From then on, it got this nice name - spring breeze. Although the spring flowers are also the spring breeze to wake up, the spring breeze does not care about other people to let the spring flowers when the spring messenger, because the spring flowers are the spring breeze's best friend, the spring breeze will always be the first to wake it up. Therefore, the first spring flowers, the first to open, the first spring breeze to bring its vitality to show in front of people, this time, people always do not guess who woke up this flower, everyone is a hard to praise the beige spring flowers how beautiful. Whenever the spring breeze to see people praise its good friends, it will always be pleased to smile and go to other places to "do good". Spring breeze, it is soft, warm. It is not like the summer that provocative cool wind, not than the cold autumn wind, not like the winter cold wind. Spring wind, just spring wind, it has its own characteristics, which is not others have. Spring wind it selfless, it is silent for the service of all things; spring wind it modest, others praise it, compatriots praise it, it always smiled and said that they are not good, and then enthusiastically work to go; spring wind it is beautiful, it has its own unique temperament, unlike the cool wind that always want to make people feel uncomfortable, not like the autumn wind as cold and heartless, and more will not be like the wind as the power of the cold wind to bully people, it is always for the sake of others, the deployment of the most people comfortable color, temperature! It is always thinking of others, mixing the most comfortable colors and temperatures. The spring breeze is not a close-up of our great people's teachers? It is as silent and selfless as the teachers. Teachers are always for the sake of our students, for us to customize the learning program for us, and even hate to pour the knowledge directly into our heads, they are not trying to let us become a talent, so that we can build the motherland it! The silk worm will not be exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry up until it turns to ashes." Is this famous line, which has been recited for thousands of years, a depiction of our great people's teachers? I think it is, because it deserves to be applied to teachers. How great it is that they have contributed their whole life to nurturing our meddlesome students. From the moment they made up their minds to be teachers, they could only have us students in their hearts. Teacher, this is a sacred title, when the teacher, this is a difficult task, it carries the future of the motherland, the hope of the nation, only enough courage and strength to pick up this burden. Spring breeze - teachers, what a distinct proportion, what a great spring breeze ah, it accompanies the teacher, walking through the year after year, repeating their simple and happy task.
Spring Rain
Just had a few bursts of drizzle. This spring rain, like a messenger sent by Miss Spring, brings spring, in the New Year, to the earth.
The spring rain fell on the wheat field, the green wheat seedlings after a winter of recuperation, they rubbed open the sleep of the sleep of the sleep of the sleep of the sleep of the sleep of the sleep of the sleep, revealing the green little head. Wheat seedlings in the breeze, fine rain, stretching their short body, enjoying the first gift from Miss Spring - spring rain.
The spring rain fell on the pond, the pond ice has melted, the fish in the pond free to flip their bodies, they have to swim to the surface, jumping, enjoying the bath of spring rain. Frogs inside the pond, after a winter, jumping from the water jumped up to the shore, so that the spring rain on their bodies. They jumped into the water from the shore for a while, and then jumped from the water to the shore. From time to time, they also screamed happily: "Gu'er croak, Gu'er croak". Spring rain adds a lot of life to the pond.
Spring rain fell in the woods. After a winter in the woods swirling with yellow soil, the trees are bare. After a spring, it seems to be a coloring agent. The trees seemed to take off their winter clothes and put on the spring clothes made for them by Miss Spring. Spring rain adds a little "green" to the woods.
The rain fell on the lawn. The grass after a baptism of spring rain, from yellow to green. Green fresh, green and lovely, seemingly vibrant. Willow, also unfolded millions of willows with young yellow leaves, fluttering with the wind. Spring rain for the grass, for the willow tree brought unlimited vitality.
Ah! Spring rain, you are the messenger sent by Miss Spring, for our earth to bring infinite vitality! Spring rain you are the prelude to the hymn of spring, for the earth to dedicate their full strength.
Spring rain! I love you!
Fog up and fog out (together)
The city has been under a week's worth of fog one after another. The weather forecasts have been saying that the fog has reduced air visibility and made it impossible for airplanes to take off on time, and that the fog has caused a sudden increase in the number of sick people and overcrowded hospitals.
Bicycling on the road early in the morning, the endless fog filled the nightmare. It's as if people are no longer real, and they're caught in the middle of an infinite void. The air is stagnant, inhaled into the lungs, there is a slightly spicy feeling. Most of the pedestrians passing by were wearing masks, with only a pair of eyes exposed, adding to the lack of clarity in the fog. Looking back and forth, five meters away from the silhouette. People traveling in the fog, surrounded by a chaotic, look up at the trees, thinly attached to a layer of fog hanging, hairy, like a pair of lazy sleepy eyes. From time to time, there are cyclists from behind to rush past, hurried back ghost-like, blurred in the twinkling of an eye. People in which, as if embraced in the warmth of the arms, because the eyes can not see clearly, because the light can not be traversed, the field of vision hazy, borrowed the cover of the fog, can be free to imagine, can be spontaneous. People in the fog, fog in the dream, for a time bewildered not to distinguish the truth.
Through the road, usually thrilling, whistling vehicles, hidden in the white fog, slowly forward. Faded sharp real side, generous and calm, no longer sharp. From afar, only see the lights on, vaguely, like the holiday season by the snow beat, no longer bright lanterns. Everything sinks into the fog, if anything, not fast or slow. Riding a bicycle diagonally across the street, I was a bit distracted for a while, unknowingly slowed down the speed. When the headlights suddenly bright up in front of me, only to realize that I and the vehicle almost cut through, and could not help but break out in a cold sweat, people wake up from the dream. Look at the fog, still not slow to spread, in front of and behind the morning fog hazy, five meters away from a blur.
The front is still a haze, the fog did not stop meaning. I always thought that if I took a few steps, the blurring would eventually become clear. Full of hope near the front, a few clear steps to become a new starting point, the road stretches out underfoot, the front is still empty and misty, everything in the fog like a confusing game, tempting you to stop up, out of a fog, into another fog.
The poem of Ximurong suddenly came to my mind:
When the fog rose
I was in your arms
The forest was full of moist fragrance
full of the ever-recurring
youthfulness
after the fog dispersed it was a lifetime
The mountain was empty and the lake was still
only the
mountains and the lake were still there
and there was no one left. Walking on the road, I am lost in the fog ......
Spring rain Spring is here, the spring girl came, but also brought her children - spring rain. Just came to the mother earth - Grandma here, naughty spring rain is busy at all times, he looked east, west run, the harsh winter sac into a tundra of Grandma to get wet, so that she became the same as before, gentle, soft, exudes a burst of aroma. The trees and seedlings on the ground began to grow because of the spring rain. They responded to the breath of spring and were vibrant, decorating Mother Earth with their different colors. "Wow, Grandma is so beautiful!" The spring rain jumped up and down with joy as it watched all the changes. Happy spring rain sang, a moment to catch the leaves swinging, a moment in the leaf veins woven into the grid jumping square, a moment and from this leaf slipped to that leaf ...... Suddenly, he looked at the mother earth is still frowning this frown, it is puzzled to ask: "Grandma, why are you still not happy ah? " Earth Jupiter said: "good child, you see ah, in my stratum surface is not still bare place? It's that grass doll sleeping and refusing to get up!" Spring Rain listened and said, "Yo, it's like this, don't worry, Grandma, I'm going to find him." After saying that, he dug into the mud. Spring Rain found the grass doll and asked him busily. "Now it's already spring, why don't you drill out?" "......." The grass doll stretched and said, "I have to sleep, I'm sleepy." "You can't sleep. You'll stay in the dirt forever without seeing the sun, and over time even your roots will die, and everyone will be waiting for you up there!" "Is it true what you say? Well then, I'll drill down to the ground right away." After saying that, the grass doll summoned enough energy to grow upward, and slowly sprouted shoots. "Let me help you!" The spring rain sent out strength again, moisturizing the grass doll. Finally, the grass doll drilled out of the soil, and colored all the bare ground green, so Mother Earth became more beautiful. From then on, the grass doll and the spring rain became good friends. Every spring, as long as the spring rain came to the mother earth here, grass dolls no longer stay in the ground to sleep, but quickly exposed to the ground, and everyone together singing the song of spring. This is the story of spring rain.
Spring rain, is the melody of nature, is the messenger of spring!
Spring rain patter, such as silk like a wisp floated down on the fields, moisturizing the tender green wheat seedlings, spring rain patter, awakened the sleeping earth, grass woke up, sucking the sweet milk.
Spring rain, rain fog, millions of silver wire, rippling in mid-air, just like wearing into the bead curtain, such as smoke and clouds covered everything.
Spring rain, sprinkled on the willow tree leaves, "rustle", like a young girl gently caressing the strings, but also like silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.
Spring rain dashing, small rain beads drifting down in the peach blossom that pink petals, rolling, as if flashing colorful colorful pearls. The fine rain like the thread spun by the spring girl, "rustle rustle" falling down.
Look, the gauze-like rain like smoke covered the earth, so that the earth presents a picturesque scenery. The green glazed roof of the pavilion is covered by the rain, like a layer of white smoke, as if the sky of the agate in general. Willow trees are covered by the rain, gently swaying in the breeze, like a group of nymphs dressed in sarongs singing and dancing for the arrival of spring. By the rain covered the tender green grass is not willing to show weakness, shaking body out of the ground to meet the harsh winter after the spring rain bath.
Spring rain, sprinkled on the surface of the river, the calm surface of the water rose a small silver flowers. The clever fish jumped and set off a wave, as if to suck the crystalline raindrops.
The rain, seeping into the soil, the wheat seedlings stretched their bright green shoots, topping them with bright dew, the willows were drunk, stretching and shaking their waists.
Spring rain patter, you are the messenger of the spring girl, you accompanied the spring to the earth, you give the earth a piece of life, moisturizing the tender green wheat seedlings, embracing the babbling brook, exuding
The aroma of the soil ...... ah, how beautiful ah! This water, this grass, this tree constitute a gorgeous scenery that only spring rain can depict!
Spring rain pattered ...... pattered ...... the earth smiled.
When the moon is full, people always like to sit at the table, eat delicious, enjoy the warmth of family reunion brought by the family. When the moon is not full, people are mostly busy, for life, for the cause. Why do people always miss home when the moon is full? That's because in your heart there will be "full moon - people - family reunion" feeling. Maybe this is the "state of mind", like the monk Huichong said: "I see you like the Buddha. "Not that you really look like the Buddha, but the people who look at people in the heart of the Buddha, there is a generous temperament, able to accept all rivers. Each of us who survive in society has to accept many other people and things of all shapes and sizes. Learning to tolerate others is not easy. Life in the world, who can not fault? You tolerate to treat him, maybe one day, there will be someone tolerate to wear you. There is a full moon in your heart, even if everything is flawed, you can see the beauty of the flaws. Why is the Venus with a broken arm so praiseworthy? Why do people think that Venus without arms is more outstanding than Venus with any kind of arms? Because it is her broken arms that emphasize her beauty. Because it is her mutilated arms, will make people think, let a person feel mysterious. This is the beauty of the flaws. This is because of the "full moon" in your heart, you feel that all things are beautiful, all mistakes can be forgiven, so the incomplete is also a kind of beauty, and even the beauty of its embodiment can be more than other complete items.
People are always in constant pursuit of perfection, the pursuit of all things complete. So "no best, only better" has become the goal of all people. The first thing you need to do is to take the "perfect" to measure everything, and it becomes a convention. There was a girl who felt that she was not pretty enough, not "perfect", willingly went to the hospital to do major plastic surgery, so there was "the first artificial beauty". But obviously she is not ugly, just not outstanding, but she is still not willing to feel that they are not "perfect". The moon in her heart is missing, even if she becomes a beauty, how can she feel it? If she is so hard on herself, she must be even harder on others. Her nose is not high enough, her eyes are not big enough, he does too much, he speaks without thinking ...... everywhere there are problems, everywhere full of mistakes. If everyone is going to be catty, then where is the fun in our lives? Does it lie in the midst of nitpicking? See others do wrong place, so gloat a bit; see others than their own poor place, so full of joy a bit. Everyone has a broken moon in his heart, and everyone has malice in his heart. So how can life be peaceful? How should the world find peace?
Please plant a full moon in your heart, accept everything from others with a pure and generous heart, and don't be in a hurry to say it's not good whenever it is. The scenery will be better with a different perspective. There is actually no difference between a full moon and a missing moon.
The moon is full and the moon is short
The vast starry sky, the most striking celestial body to be counted in the moon, its changing appearance, it carries from ancient times to the present day so many beautiful and touching myths and legends, for the human world to add how much poetry and picturesque! In the Guanghan Palace, there are Chang'e fairies dancing. Not only that, the moon's cyclical cycle is also one of the basis for people to develop the calendar since ancient times.
The moon revolves around the earth and also rotates on its own axis, with the same period and in the same direction, so the moon is always facing the earth on the same side, and people have never seen the back of the moon's head in the long years before satellites were launched into the sky.
Why is the moon so cloudy? As you know, the moon itself does not emit light, but only reflects a portion of the sun's light that shines on it, so that, to an observer on Earth, the moon takes on different shapes on different days as the relative positions of the sun, moon, and Earth change, which is the cyclical change of the moon's phases. Further, although half of the sphere of the moon is always bright when it is illuminated by the sun, since the moon is constantly revolving around the earth, changing its position from time to time, the half of its sphere facing the earth and the half illuminated by the sun sometimes coincide completely, sometimes not at all, sometimes a small portion of it coincides, sometimes a large portion of it coincides, and in this way the moon exhibits a change in the cycle of yin and yang.
When the moon is between the sun and the earth, its dark hemisphere is facing us, and we can't see any image of the moon at all, which is called "solstice". Solstice refers to the moment when the moon's yellow meridian and the sun's yellow meridian are the same in astronomy. On the first day of the month, the moon and the sun rise in the east at the same time, even though the earth reflects the sun's light to the moon, and then the part of the light reflected back by the moon is completely submerged in the strong sun's light.
When the Earth is between the Moon and the Sun, although the three planets are also on the same line, the Moon's hemisphere, which is illuminated by the Sun, faces the Earth, and the soft moonlight pours down on the Earth all night long, which is the full moon, or "wang". At this time, the difference between the moon's ecliptic and the sun's ecliptic is 180 degrees.
Because the distance between the moon and the earth is too short compared to the distance between the sun and the earth, on the celestial sphere, the moon's eastward speed is much larger than the sun, the moon advances from west to east by more than 13 degrees every day, while the sun advances by only 1 degree. After the solstice, therefore, the moon quickly runs to the east of the sun, and a day or two later, as soon as the sun goes down, a crescent moon can be seen in the western sky, with its two pointed corners pointing to the east. Thereafter, the moon rises later and later, and the moon gradually becomes fuller. About seven days after the first day of the lunar month, the moon's yellow meridian is just over 90 degrees above the sun, and we see the moon as a semicircle with its arc facing west, which is the epicyclic moon. Later, the moon continues eastward and becomes fuller and rises later until the first day of the month. From Solstice to Hope, the moon moves further and further away from the sun.
After Wang, the moon gradually moves closer to the sun, and its surface gradually thins out. When the moon's ecliptic longitude exceeds the sun's ecliptic longitude by 270 degrees, it becomes semicircular again, but with the arc of the circle facing east, which is the waning moon. At this time, when the sun rises in the east, the moon is hanging high in the sky due south, naturally, our naked eye can not see the moon at this time. After the lower quarter of the moon, the moon does not come out from the east until the latter part of the night, and its half-circle is gradually eroded down to a narrow sickle shape, with its sharp corners pointing to the west. From the first day of the month to the first day of the month, the moon gets closer and closer to the sun, until it is once again at the same longitude as the sun's ecliptic and disappears into the morning sun.
The cycle of the moon's changing phases, that is, the time from the first day of the month to the first day of the month or from the first day of the month to the first day of the month, is called the lunar month. Observations show that the length of the lunar cycle is not fixed, sometimes as long as 29 days and 19 hours, sometimes only 29 days and 6 hours, its average length of 29 days, 12 hours, 44 minutes and 3 seconds.
The interval between the moon and a star's two simultaneous midheavens is called the sidereal month, which is the true cycle of the moon's motion around the earth. The lunar month is longer than the sidereal month for the same reason that the solar day is longer than the sidereal day. The sidereal month has little to do with daily life, but the lunar month is because it is the cycle of the moon's waxing and waning, is related to the high and low tides on the earth, is closely related to sailing and fishing, and has a greater impact on people's activities at night, and at the same time, the moon phases occupy an important position in the religion, so people naturally take the lunar month as a longer unit of time-keeping than the day.
Evening sunset
Some people like the stars in the sky, some people like the bright moon, and some people like the sun like a fireball. But I like the colorful evening sun.
The evening sunlight is so picturesque and refreshing. Whenever I am alone to enjoy the sunset, the wonderland-like sunset can always make me forget the worries and fatigue of the day and put me in another world.
The evening sun is like a painter who is mixing colors in a palette, and when he is done, the most beautiful scene in the evening sun appears in front of our eyes. In the endless western sky lit up a "blazing fire", then the fire department arrived, they immediately put out the fire, as the sun went down, the fire is getting smaller and smaller.
When the sun completely fell into the west behind the mountains, the fire-like sunset also with the sound of people's laughter put away its last light.
Colorful haze sometimes appears in the sky around sunrise and sunset. When you see it in the eastern sky before and after sunrise, it is called early sunset, and when it is around sunset, it is called late sunset.
Summer is the result of sunlight passing through a thick atmosphere and being scattered by a large number of air molecules before and after sunrise and sunset. The more dust, water vapor, and other impurities in the air, the more pronounced its color. If there is cloud cover, the clouds will also be tinted with a brilliant orange-red color.
The bright red sunrise around sunrise indicates that there is already a lot of water vapor in the atmosphere, and the clouds have begun to intrude into the region from the west, signaling that the weather is about to turn rainy. The appearance of large red and gold evening sunsets indicates that the weather has cleared up in the upper regions to the west of us or that the clouds have split up so that the sunlight can penetrate through and cause evening sunsets, signaling that the rain clouds over the local area are about to move to the east and that the weather is about to clear up