Red leaves on the mountains, high clouds, wild geese flying south, yellow chrysanthemums in full bloom
Silver and white, mountains and lakes, spring breezes
Pavilions, pavilions and pavilions, beautiful lakes and mountains
Water and sky, lush and green, green mountains, green water and beautiful scenery
Picturesque mountains and rivers, spring flowers, spring rains, peaches, plums and green trees
Flowers and willows, grasses growing, warblers flying, blowing and begging.
Spring chants, summer strings, spring growth, summer growth, spring depths like the sea, spring mountains like a smile
Spring is full of color, spring trees, twilight clouds, spring colors, spring flowers, autumn moon, spring harmony, spring breeze, spring water
Lip color is full of color, spring mountains are like a smile, spring depths are like the sea, spring births, autumn kills
Autumn harvests, winter hides, spring bamboo shoots, spring frogs and autumn cicadas, spring is in full bloom
Tiger's head, tiger's brain, eyebrows, eyes and ears, red face, white and soft, beautiful eyes. Red in the face, white and tender, with a red face
Silver hair, bright eyes, eyes like pools, eyes of fire, big eyes
Kind brows, kind eyes, big tall, tall, tall, valiant, well-dressed
Smiling broadly, smiling hilariously, laughing hilariously, smiling face to face, with a smile on her face
Smug, happy, relaxed, glowing, radiant and alive
raging, frustrated, miserable, blossoming, joyful
returning, relaxed, exhilarated, upbeat, delighted, preoccupied
worried, distraught, grieving, enraged, in a state of wild alarm
panicked, edgy, disheartened, listless, in tears
Thousands of mountains, thousands of colors, thousands of shapes, thousands of rocks, thousands of gallants, thousands of beautiful mountains, and beautiful water
Sweet and beautiful, beautiful mountains.
The mountains are beautiful, the trees are tall, the valleys are lush, the mountains are green, the mountains are green, the mountains are green, the mountains are green
The mountains are beautiful, the mountains are beautiful, the peaks are beautiful, the grass doesn't grow at all
The clouds and mist are entangled in the mountains, the peaks are towering, the mountains stand tall, the mountains are majestic, and the mountains are thousands and thousands of mountains
The mountains that are exposed to clouds seem to be islands, like islands that are suspended by a cluster of clouds, one by one, and one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.
The surrounding mountains look like a colorful canvas.
Mountain waves and peaks cascaded over each other.
The mountains were black and pale with no boundaries, and the knife-like cliff tops were heavenly.
The undulating loess hills are like the waves of a great flood.
Long hilltop, like a large tomb towering in the night.
The mountains on both sides of the gorge rise and fall straight up and down, so high that it makes you dizzy.
The deep valleys were luridly quiet and gloomy.
The gorges were filled with snow, as high as the backs of the mountains, and became great squares of flat, snow-covered ground.
The morning sun shone at the beginning of the day, while the mountain was like a shy maiden, hidden from view, and the sun set in the west, and the afterglow shone horizontally.
Her face had a pair of childishly beautiful eyes adorned with long eyelashes, like two crystal grapes.
The boy's black tiger's head-like face was very spirited with a pair of large, copper-bell eyes.
His eyebrows were sometimes tightly furrowed, forming a question mark between them; sometimes they were pleasantly stretched, like an exclamation mark.
His flushed face shone like a ripe apple in September.
His ears were white and red, with well-defined whorls, the outer and inner rings well-proportioned, like a carved work of art.
Her small mouth was rich in expression: when she was happy, she would skim her lips and make a face; when she was angry, her pouting mouth could hold a small kettle of oil. The words that come out of this mouth can sometimes make people so angry that they burst into flames and sob, while at other times they make people laugh out loud.
Ms. Li had beautiful hair, black and greasy, thick and dense, and when she stood in the sunlight and gently shook her head, it shone with a colorful halo.
My classmate, Xiao Hong, wore a big braid, black and shiny, with a pair of big black eyes embedded under her thick eyebrows, looking quite pretty.
Xiaohong happened to be sitting facing the window, the afternoon sunlight on her round face, making her cheeks even more rosy; her hand holding the pen resting on her cheeks, her crystal eyes slowly swimming in her open sockets, her plump chin slightly upturned--this is the way she looks whenever she comes up with a more ingenious way to solve a math problem, for the math teacher's familiar, beloved demeanor.
Whenever I was doing my homework, the rustling of my pen tip sounded as if a bird was singing to me, and as if encouraging me, "You have to be unafraid of difficulties and climb to the top."
She stood up and answered so accurately, so naturally, so smoothly, as if she had been prepared.
She recited in a staccato manner, her voice beautifully intoned, and her voice was so beautiful that the audience was moved.
He, the naughty one, read too fast, chopping and snapping as if he were frying peanuts.
Juanjuan read the text in Mandarin, her voice was crisp and beautiful, even the sunlight was mesmerized, sneaking into the classroom through the window and landing on her book, not wanting to leave for a long time.
I read the book greedily, like a hungry lamb breaking into a meadow of tender green grass.
She dug into the vast sea of books, like a fish into the sea, forgetting the passage of time.
He reluctantly roused himself and opened the book, and at first it felt like lines of words moving across it, like they were going to fly; then it felt like just a blur, like a nest of ants crawling across the page.
He buried his head in his homework again, and the room was silent, only the sound of pens rustling on paper could be heard.
Students sat in the classroom, listening intently to the teacher's lecture, like dozens of flowers quietly bearing the watering of the diligent gardener.
Catchy reading sounds flew out from each classroom, like a moving chorus of children's voices, notes filled the sky.
Points of stars are like pearls, set in the canopy, glittering with light.
Naughty little stars in the blue night sky cut a golden arc of light, like a weaver throwing a brocade thread.
The winter night, a few naked stars poorly frozen, shivering almost hear their teeth cold to fight with each other.
The little stars swayed in the cold air, as if shivering from the cold.
The stars are full of feelings, like naughty children, in the childish, persistent gaze at the earth, as if with the bright eyes to tell a beautiful and moving myth.
Taibai star appeared above the sky with a quiet twinkle like a candle that someone had carefully engineered away.
High in the dark blue sky shone a star as white and dazzling as a diamond - the star of enlightenment.
The starry night was extremely beautiful, with not a single floating cloud in the sky, and the deep blue sky was filled with diamond-like stars.
Bright stars, like jewels, densely scattered all over the vast and boundless night sky. The milky white Milky Way, from the northwestern sky, across the middle of the sky, diagonally cascading to the southeast of the earth.
The stars in summer are like mischievous children, and they are very cute.
Several big and bright stars hang in the night sky, as if the heavenly man with a lantern in the patrol of the vastness of space.
The stars are reflected in the rough sea, so they dance up and down with the waves, appearing and disappearing.
The earliest star of the beginning appeared and twinkled in this deep blue sky. It was so big and bright that it was the only one in the whole vast sky radiating a striking light, like a bright lamp hanging high in the sky.
Early in the morning, the blizzard stopped, but it would be a long time before dawn. A few straggling stars peeked open to peer into the snowy, silvery world.
Gradually, the stars closed their sleepy eyes and disappeared into the morning sky.
A good shooting star traced silvery lines in the night sky, as if exploring the world's brightest future.
The stars were more numerous than ever, big and bright, they neither blinked nor twinkled, they were serene and peaceful.
What a cool, clear fall night it was! The stars are brighter and bigger ...... than ever, like an eye-catching jewel adorned under a silver-gray canopy, shedding a crystal soft light, and everything on the earth is so elegant and ethereal.
The lake is alive, layers of scaly waves rise with the wind, accompanied by jumping sunlight, accompanied by my heart, in pursuit, and then play.
The lake's water whispers faintly in the dry grass, and the fluttering wings of one or two ducklings come from time to time in the distance, making the lake even more lonely and cold on a moonlit night.
Several leaves of white sails, in this water and sky of golden sea, just like a few snow-white feathers, lightly floating, floating.
The sea water is full of water, shining in the setting sun, waves like naughty little children like jumping uncertainly, the water is a golden light.
The lake was hard, like a flawless emerald shimmering with a beautiful luster.
The lake is quiet, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, green trees.
The lake is flooded with a green smoke like mist, looking away from the mountains, only vaguely discernible gray shadow of the mountains.
The waves are the wonders of the sea, but she is more like a dancer, she can make people leave their worries behind and enjoy themselves.
The sea is so blue that it makes one feel that the color of emerald is too light and the color of sapphire is too deep, even if one is a famous master, it is difficult to describe.
The sunlight shines on the surface of the lake with fine waves, like paving the water.
The beauty of autumn is mature - it is not as shy as spring, as frank as summer, as introverted as winter.
Autumn's beauty is sensible - it is not as flirtatious as spring, as fiery as summer, as subtle as winter.
Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as passionate as summer, as charming as winter.
The sunshine of the golden autumn is warm and quiet, the autumn wind of the Dong village is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are floating.
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As soon as September arrived, there was a sense of autumn, which slipped in on a foggy dawn and disappeared by the hot afternoon. It skimmed the tops of the trees on tiptoe, coloring a few leaves red, then left in a cluster of flutters across the valley.
After another night or two, the fall frost covered the valley under the moon, then retreated to the northern side of the mountains for a little while, so that the golden early fall could gently soothe the earth. A slight scent of anise fills the sky. And the fragrant odor of golden chrysanthemums. The fog rolls in and is broken by the September moon, revealing an azure sky.
In autumn, the ever-blue sky would suddenly flip and reveal sinister colors, tropical typhoons caught in dense clouds of torrential rain, floods lurking, and the revived grasslands flushed with a bit of pale color again. However, the typhoon storm flickers away, and the strong air currents still shake with dazzling waves. At this time, only the migratory birds from the north know this warm bed to sleep in, and the flying swans, geese and ducks, like a dark cloud, make this place look even more pale.
I don't know how long since, as if a tense struggle finally and gradually came through, the field from its broad chest over a wisp of languid breath, slopes and dams have as clear as water in the dispersion, and in all directions the trees and crops began to sway in the breeze, the leaves became subdued and spare. Dew returned, wetting the ridges and hanging quietly over the fields in the early morning and evening. The dewdrops also came to the dams and floated quietly, no longer returning to the valleys. Although the sun is still bright, but no longer painful scorching people's spine, become generous, clear, as if it is finally exhausted, can not steam melt the fields, and the fields reconciled; ...... fall is here!
The scenery that swooped into the car window gave me a sense of déjà vu. The blue sky clouds, barbaric mountains, washed by the autumn frost yellow weeds, just like a decorated with a golden veil of the virgin, bare milk yellow carcass, in the rusty autumn winds dance, showing the soul of the QianZhi. Standing on the mountain upside of the autumn sun, like a mighty god of war, shaking off the blood-stained robe, splashing in the grass, seeping into the mountain stream, with countless ripples, whimpering outward flow, from the ancient flow to the present, from the distant past to the vast future.
Autumn, isn't it often said to be golden? Indeed, she brought the fruitfulness to the nature, to the many creatures, including human beings, rewarded countless to continue the life of the food.
July, the blue sky, hanging fireball-like sun, clouds seem to be burned by the sun, also disappeared without a trace.
Spring is gone with the falling flowers, and summer is coming with green leaves bouncing in the warm wind.
The early summer sunlight filtered down from the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground was covered with shimmering spots the size of copper coins.
The wind blew with a slight warmth, sending the cuckoo's call at times as it told us, "Spring has returned."
The grass, the reeds and the red, white and purple wildflowers were steamed by a fiery sun high in the sky, and the air was filled with a sweet intoxication.
In early summer, wildflowers of all colors bloomed, red, purple, pink, and yellow, like brilliant specks embroidered on a large green carpet; swarms of bees busied themselves among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying diligently to and fro.
In the height of summer, it was so hot that even the dragonflies only dared to fly close to the shade of the trees, as if they were afraid that the sun would hurt their wings.
There was not a cloud in the sky, not a breath of wind, and a blazing sun overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.
In the height of summer in July, there was not a cloud in the tile-blue sky, and the fiery sun scorched the earth; the water in the river was scalding hot, and the earth in the field smoked.
The sun was blazing, and on both sides of the road, the ripe grains were bending over in the heat, heads down. Grasshoppers, as numerous as blades of grass, chirped faintly and noisily in the fields of wheat and rye again, in the fields of wheat and rye, and in the reeds along the banks.
The sun was like a big, big ball of fire, and the light burned, and the highway was scorched by the blazing sun, and there was a trail of white smoke at the step of the foot.
The weather was stiflingly hot, and there was not a breath of wind, as if the air had frozen.
The whole city was like a burnt-out brick kiln, making people breathless. Dogs lay on their backs and spat out their bright red tongues, and the mules and horses had their nostrils flared wide.
The hot umbrella of fire was high in the air, so hot that the fish in the river did not dare to show their faces, and the birds did not dare to fly out of the mountains and forests, and the dogs in the village just stretched out their tongues and panted endlessly.
That day, the sky was so hot that it was crazy. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gas that looked like clouds and mist floated low in the air, making people feel suffocated.
It was a long drought in the summer, the hot sun baked the old loach in the field are turning white, the village side of the creek, the creek water a few inches lower, those exposed to the water surface of the stone, steeply bigger.
The birds do not know where to hide; grass and trees are downcast, as if dying; only that the robin, can not stop in the branches of the broken high call; really broken gongs and drums in the blazing sun shouting support!
The willows on the street were sick, their leaves hung with dust and rolled on the branches, and their branches did not move. The road was glowing white, the vendors were afraid to shout, and the Plexiglas signboards in front of the stores seemed to be melting in the sun.
When the cat is happy, it does somersaults and rolls on the ground like a big leather ball.
When the panda wakes up, it rolls over, rubs its eyes with its front paws, looks curiously at the visitors, and walks with waddling steps to the other side of the railing and sits down, as if trying to clear its head.
Every evening, the fox to go out of the hole for food, before going out of the hole always have to listen to the outside of the mouth of the hole, once sure that there is no abnormal situation, they will be like a bullet out of the hole as scurrying out, in case of accidents.
A firefox chased the hare, its red body like a ball of fire jumping on the green hillside.
Once caught by the hunters, the cunning fox will also "play dead", temporarily like a moribund, at the mercy of others, but take advantage of the unpreparedness of the people, but can suddenly escape.
The white bear appearance stupid, but it is the animal in the "swimmer" and "race running", you see it in the sea water can swim 20 kilometers at once, running on land, the dog pulled the sled can not catch up with it.
The bear's head is almost like a dog's, which is why it got the common name "bear".
The bears are also very greedy for honey, often so that stabbed the beehive, angry wild bees chased it far away, the greedy bears stung bruises and swollen face. The bear is running, while scratching his head, and sometimes screaming in pain. In a few days, when the swelling from the stings has gone down, the drama will be repeated.
The mother kangaroo had a long face, with black pearl eyes in snowy sockets. Her pointy nose had a dark snout, like a piece of sweet chocolate.
The kangaroo's tail was propped up on the ground like a club, and made a good tripod with its two hind feet.
The kangaroo walks like a cripple, with its hind legs stomping on the ground, its front legs taking a step forward, and its hind legs slowly hopping forward. At that point, its tail moves forward with its hind legs to keep its body balanced.
The kangaroo is also the animal kingdom in the "high jumper" and "long-distance jumping" it, it jumped every step as far as 6 meters; in the hillside, downhill, a jump can be as far as 12 meters. High 2.5 meters, even 3 meters of obstacles, the big kangaroo can leap over.
Big kangaroo resting, hind limbs plus tail, looks like a three-legged tripod incense burner, looks very solid.
Giant kangaroos are very gentle, and they get along very well with each other. Occasionally, when there are some "big conflicts", they just use their short "hands" to push and shove each other, and then they will reconcile themselves in a short while.
The squirrel has a pink mouth, a pair of bright eyes, and a few brown stripes on its face, like the face on a stage. The little squirrel's gliding skills are even better, shaking off its big tail and leaping several meters in the air, floating around in the canopy, which is particularly amusing.
The head of the Stinger is particularly interesting, like a horizontal cone, with a pair of green beans on both sides of the eye, sparkling. Its back was covered with hard spines in black, white, and gray, almost like a big, fat ball of spines.
The stinging molester curls his body into a ball, with his spines erect and his nose slightly exposed, and sleeps fully "armed". Oh! It even snores!
The mouse was big and fat, with dark brown fur and a long tail, two small pointed ears on its head, and a pair of small green eyes that blinked, making it look very cunning.
The mouse round ears, pointed mouth, whiskers a warped, two small green eyeballs drip drip turn, a little bit of sound, will be a smoke scurrying, like a rolling condensation of dust.
The hole appeared a big mouse, it is gray, four small legs supporting a fat belly, like a thief, thieves look around.
The orangutan's face had a very special look, with cheek pads growing on both sides of its face, as if it were building two walls to keep out the wind, and a large pocket hanging from its throat, which was the orangutan's song pouch. This made its face look large, and its pair of eyes looked pitifully small in comparison, as if they were two pegs pressed on by someone.
The chimpanzee was covered with long, black hair, a red butt, a red face, a lot of wrinkles on its face, like an old woman in her 70s or 80s, and a big mouth that protruded forward.
Even if the branch space of 10 meters or 20 meters, the gibbon can flash across the sky, the movement is light and graceful, really an excellent all-round gymnast in the forest!
If down to the ground, the gibbon will appear very funny and ridiculous. Two long arms have no use, do not know where to put good, only to raise high, make a "surrender" posture, in order to balance the staggering body, hobbling.
According to hunters, the golden monkeys are experienced "weather forecasters", 6 to 12 hours before the rain, will begin to send "Guo椆? Barium Mougao? The forecast is quite accurate.
The golden snub-nosed monkey swings over before, often first shake the tree branches, and then with the help of the tree's rebound force jumped up to 10 meters, the body is very light, like flying. People also call it the "flying monkey".
The golden monkeys jump, the golden long hair will follow a swing, like a root of gold in the fluttering, no wonder they called them golden monkeys it. The monkeys have two black ears on their heads, like two pieces of freshly picked fungus.
The ladybug's legs are very short, along the stalks of the plant climbed very quickly, like a small tank, so some people call it "flower tank". Ladybugs, also known as "flower sister", its back orange-red, also set with a few, dozen black spots, burning light, dazzling.
The cicadas on the trees on both sides of the road, squeaked and squeaked and sang blindly, so that people in the anxiety and add a few points of irritation.
Not even the sound of cicadas, the singer of summer, this tireless, rubbing the abdomen two tawny flakes, the whole body trembling with the sound of the insect, is not also by the summer heat scared back?
Silkworms weave an oval cocoon, like a small house without windows and doors, silkworms sleep peacefully in the cocoon.
Silkworm date it requires people just a few mulberry leaves, contributing to the people is exquisite silk, silkworm quality how noble ah!
The back of these butterfly wings is tender green, resting on the ground like a piece of green grass, the front of the wings is golden yellow, with some patterns on it, flying like a golden flower.
The strange butterfly looks like a dead leaf hanging upside down on a tree from a distance, but if you reach out to pick the leaf, it flies.
There were countless butterflies gathered on the ground a few square feet in the middle of the lawn, as if it were a colorful flower bed.
The butterflies' mouths were also very chic, looking like clockwork, usually rolled up, to be used before stretching straight into the heart of the flower to suck the nectar inside.
Butterflies, people praise it is "flying flowers", in nature, such as flowers like butterflies, is a beautiful metaphor.
The dragonfly's head is round, with a pair of prominent, emerald-like eyes and an iron jaw-like mouth.
When it is about to rain, dragonflies fly in groups low in the sky, fluttering and fluttering, their glassy wings fluttering like a small, light airplane.
The dragonflies also have their own special flying skills, which are up and down, fast and slow, gliding, pointing at the water, and making sharp turns with a little fluttering of their wings.
Occasionally there is a red dragonfly, which is like a small brightly colored flame, flowing in the air.
Freshly fledged from larvae, the stacked wings of the dragonflies, like umbrellas, all stretch out at once.
Hundreds of wasps, drawn up like a scattering line, guarded the opening of their nest in a half-moon shape.
A swarm of bees gathered like clouds in the fragrant flowers, sucking in nature's crystals.
The bees flew from flower to flower, up and down, back and forth, calling and buzzing and singing. In the bright sunlight, it was like a golden star splashing, breathtaking.
Millions of bees flew in front of the hive, buzzing as if they were many tiny engines.
The little bee is a skillful architect, and it builds little square-hexagonal houses that look like exquisite little cottages.
The honeybee is a diligent brewer, it runs thousands of miles, picking ten thousand flowers to get the pollen, carefully brewed into sweet nectar, contribute to human beings.
The honeybee is making honey, but also brewing life; not for themselves, but for human beings to brew the sweetest life.
A swarm of golden bees, like a golden cloud, swooped skyward toward the alfalfa field where a hundred flowers bloomed.
The female mosquito, after sucking her fill of blood, seemed to be an overloaded airplane, and it was so hard to fly that she had to gradually fly down the wall and then find a dark and damp corner to hide in, not eating and not moving.
The big, black mosquito, crawling on the wall, was like an ink spot thrown on the wall.
As darkness fell, the mosquitoes began to sing, humming ...... like the monotonous tune played by a beginner erhu student.
Flies fly everywhere, the buzzing sound is like the slanderous (chán) words of the wicked, abhorrent.
The fly also has a set of flying skills, it takes off suddenly and forcefully, and after taking off, it also puts its six legs tightly under its belly, just like an airplane puts away the landing gear used for landing.
Don't look at the spider's bulky appearance, but when it crawls along a thin, soft silk, I'm afraid it's more dexterous than an acrobat walking a tightrope.
The spider swings like a swing between two branches several times, and from the end of its tail emerges one shining silk after another, and finally weaves another oval-shaped web.
The spider web is very delicate, it is always the first weave vertical, and then weave horizontal, from the inside to the outside of the circle to weave, most of the weaving into an octagonal shape, as if laying down the "eight trigrams".
"Little Zhuge Liang, sitting alone in the army tent, set down the gossip array, to catch the fly will be!"
The cricket's modest little mouth has two large white teeth like a vise.
The intermittent chirping of the cricket leech was like a beautiful serenade.
The crickets and frogs hiding in the garden began to chirp, intertwining into a mix of high and low notes.
The little ant was dressed in black, with a body like a large colon, two sensitive antennae on top of its head, and a pair of dark, bright eyes.
The praying mantis seemed to wear a pair of round glasses over its eyes, and seemed to have a somewhat scholarly demeanor.
The mantis is a big-bellied, slow-moving insect. It has a pair of forelegs that resemble a sword held high by an axeman, which is why it is also known as the "knife mantis" in some areas.
When the caddisfly makes a sound, the two wings open and close, and the vibration of the wings makes a pleasant sound, like a singer.
The grasshopper has two pincer-like teeth on the side of its mouth, and when it eats food, it uses these pincers to clip it, and the food crumbles. The caddisflies flap the saddle wings on their backs and scream incessantly, like a small or large band of musicians playing a melodious tune.
Caddisflies, crickets, oil gourds, a sound, a burst, a piece, near and far, forming a grand fall symphony.
Fireflies swim in the night, like they are searching for dreams lost during the day.
The sky is adorned with jewel-like stars; on the misty fields, countless fireflies fly to the corners of the fields, like strings and rows of colorful lights, weaving countless crisscrossing ribbons.
Fireflies fly in groups in the night sky, like a river of stars, a long array of lights.
The earth was like a huge black cloth, and the fireflies that flew around glittered with silver light, like silver threads set on the cloth.
The empty field, like sparks like a flurry of flying dots of fireflies, once aroused my childish curiosity, joy and intoxication ah!
Summer nights, under the shade of the trees, on the grass, a firefly with a yellow-green flash flying around, as if a natural "small lantern."
The fireflies were in twos and threes, in front and behind, high and low, so quietly and negligently, as if some invisible elves were carrying green lanterns, flying around.
The red carp is like a piece of red silk dancing up and down on the water surface.
The carp, with its black and dark back like armor, its mouth like a dragon's, and its tail like an oar.
The golden-winged fish, like a competitive diving girl, from time to time slaps the waves and leaps into the air.
The big goldfish gathered together, chasing and pecking for food, much like the big chrysanthemums blooming in the pool!
The goldfish's body was red, and its large, gauzy tail was covered with red patterns, making it look like a big red ball of pom-pom from a distance.
The goldfish's large tail was like colored silk, and its bulging eyes looked as if it could read everything.
The goldfish's eyes were blinking like glittering stars in the night sky.
The school of fish that swarmed up to grab food was like a big colorful flower that suddenly bloomed.
The fish were glittering on the surface of the water like stars in a clear summer sky.
Only see the flying fish have jumped out of the water, holding up the slim body, as if the light silver swallow, flying down in the distant waves; the blue hectares of the sea, like ten thousand silver flowers burst, one after the other, magnificent and unusual.
The sharks in the ocean are like fierce tigers on land and robbers on earth, specializing in devouring the weak for a living.
Sharks are very fierce, can swallow dozens of small fish at once, eat up small fish, as if the wind swept away.
In the blue ocean, you can often see the whales exhale a white fog column, some as high as ten meters, like the holiday fireworks, like a wisp of fountain, very spectacular.
This is how huge a whale ah! Its spine exposed to the water, like an island, it spouted a column of water, there are several feet high.
When the whale surfaces, the gas it expels blasts seawater out to sea, accompanied by a loud sound, much like the whistle of a small train.
The zoo has a modest pool that houses two crocodiles. They crouch in the shallow water, with only their backs exposed above the surface like a piece of old bark, and they don't move a muscle all day long.
Whether the crocodiles are on the shore or in the water, often for several hours to stay in one place, not moving, looks like a piece of dead wood.
The crab, its hard body, like wearing a suit of armor; a pair of thick crab pincers, seems to set up a "boxing" stance; 8 sharp hard claws, as if a sword, ready to fight; always walk sideways crawling, a bit of a "rampage! "
This is the first time I've ever seen a Chinese animal in the world.
The crab is wearing a greenish-purple armor, dancing with a pair of "big sword", bulging eyeballs staring straight ahead, is simply a big general of the eight sides of the wind.
The crab's back carries a big hard shell, shell on each side of the three small pointed fork, like the Peking Opera generals on the back of the small flag, looks so powerful.
The crab walks differently, crawling all over the place, full of energy, like a rampaging drunkard.
The newly hatched shrimp move lightly, swimming up and down, giving a sense of haste.
Only the lobster's body is like a cone, that triangular head, there is a pair of eyes like a light bulb, those two hands like Transformers Shack Giant, swinging from side to side is very scary.
The two whiskers of the big lobster are thin and long, the body is covered with purple armor, as long as you touch it, it raised its pincers, pulling open the attack, as if you want to play a set of what shrimp boxing.
You see this big lobster, orange-red body bent, mouth with three pairs of long whiskers, really like a hunchback old man.
At the bottom of the sea, where seaweed flourishes, there lives a cucumber-like animal. They wear a brownish-black or pale green coat, with many prominent thorns, which is the sea "ginseng" date sea cucumber.
Summer and fall seasons, in the calm blue waves of the sea, often see crystal transparent, wearing a light veil, as if a parachute like the zooplankton, this is the jellyfish.
The jellyfish looks like an umbrella, or a large uprooted mushroom.
The sea lion, like a skillful acrobat, catches the water balloon with the tip of its nose, and then bounces the ball into the air, which then falls on its nose several times in a row, as if the nose is born with suction.