(1) The shape of the morning sun varies endlessly, at one time it looks like a flying bird, at another time it looks like an eagle spreading its wings. Suddenly, there came a long dragon, which was very fierce, with two pairs of big sharp claws, flailing in the sky. But it was not long before the dragon disappeared.
(2) Spring has come, all kinds of birds oblique wings fly freely in the sky, chirping like beautiful music echoed in the air.
(3) The streams of fireflies fly in the night sky in groups, like a long array of starry river lights. The fireflies flicker in the top of the forest, out and out, like the leaves hide the crystalline sapphire, the night embellished with extraordinarily magnificent and magical.
(4) Pigeons always like to fly freely in the sky, and they are very smart, whenever the grandfather took the grain over, all the pigeons whether flying or walking or resting around the grandfather, cooing, with a very expectant look at the grandfather, as if in the grandfather said, "Master you are very good, and send us food to come". The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and he was so happy to see me.
(5) The shy bird starts from the nest and flies lightly in the air.
(6) The geese fly high in the blue sky every day of the year as if they are not tired. They flew through the dense woods, flew through the clear stream, flew through the high mountain peaks, flew through the vast grassland ...... continue to fly.
(7) The long road of life, with efforts to fly together, because it is my life care; in the multitude of people, with efforts to fly together, because it is more valuable than money; a long way to study, with efforts to fly together, because it is more than the honor really.
(8) delicate flowers because of the green leaves of the lining and beautiful; towering mountains because of the earth's lining and beautiful; green trees because of the fruits of the lining and beautiful; flying birds because of the blue sky of the lining and beautiful.
(9) What is childhood? Childhood is a paradise, so that we are free to play; childhood is a piece of blue sky, let us fly freely; childhood is a beautiful dream, the dream woke up no longer naive; childhood is a Rubik's Cube, turn out to be the joys and sorrows of the young ......
(10) mother's love is a stream, she has a tenderness, and use their own tenderness to melt the obstinate Mother's love is a cloud, along with the sky birds and fluttering around, over thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of water, always flying in the children's side.
(11) Animals are alive in summer. The dog is hot and panting; the robin is hot and screaming, "robin, robin!" In the trees do not move; hard-working bees "buzz" to fly around, like a hard-working gardener in the pollen; butterflies spread their wings in the flowers to fly, as a small elf ......
(12) snow fell in droves, and the piece of Snowflakes dancing in the air in various poses, or flying, or hovering, or straight and fast fall, laying on the ground. Snowflakes like goose feathers, like willow flakes, like dandelion seeds, drifting down, so a powdery world!
(13) I long for myself to be a fish, can swim freely in the sea; I long for myself to be a bird, can fly freely in the sky; I long for myself to be a tree, can grow freely on the ground; I long for myself to be all things related to freedom.
(14) What is home? Home is a quiet harbor, waiting for the traveler's return ship; what is home? Home is a night of gentle whispers, to open the heart of the worries; home is what? Home is a clear sky, let you fly, let you go to the brilliant ......
(15) Our fifth class of the mountain eagle is "flapping" strong wings ready to soar to the heavens! First he rose slowly, then he swung freely in the air, and finally he turned a corner and once again spread his wings and flew up. What a brave mountain eagle!
(16) In the process of hatching through the door of life and death, the silkworm chose to fight to the death; in the face of the ten thousand cliffs like a tiger's mouth, the seagulls chose to learn to fly; in the face of the reality of the seemingly hopeless, Auntie Haidi chose to be strong in the face.
(17) The sun is setting, while changing colors, as if to put their own dazzling colors to the world to see the last show. It shines the sea as if many gold in the sea; the sky is lit by it a moment red, a moment of gold; a few flying seagulls to it into the orange-colored light.
(18) Peach blossom is like an alarm clock, it wakes up the sleeping grass, adding a color to nature. Peach blossom is like a painting, it collects the colors of nature, so that the flowers compete in the painting. Peach blossom is like a magician, it changes the flying birds to give.
(19) There are all kinds of kites floating in the sky, they are trembling and comparing each other's heights, and all of them are flying towards the blue sky, towards the white clouds, and towards the future.
(20) Spring. The yellow field turned green. New green leaves grow on the dead branches. The sun smiles gently on everyone, and the birds sing and fly. Flowers open, red flowers, white flowers, purple flowers. The stars are shining, red stars, green stars, white stars. The sky is blue, the wind is free, and the love is dreamy and beautiful.
(21) The spring sky, blue and bright. The spring sky, net without a trace of impurity. Spring sky, more like a pool of blue lake, in the dazzling starry sky is more unfathomable. The spring sky, to the kite roaming place, to the birds fly free space.
(22) The book is a hundred gardens, will bring me into the dream of heaven, the book is the wings, take me to roam the magical sky, the book is a galloping horse, carrying me in the vast prairie free flight, the book is the source of life, moisturizing my dry heart.
(23) flowers thankful for the rain, because the rain nourishes its growth; eagles thankful for the sky, because the sky lets it fly; mountains thankful for the earth, because the earth lets it tower; I'm thankful for a lot of many people ......
(24) smeared with the blue sky reflecting the sun, shimmering, a small beam through the green surroundings, dots shooting out of the sky, dots of light shooting out in a multitude of colors. Don't patronize your feet, look up, the clouds brushed lightly over the body, like being purified by the water of the gods, eagles circling in the sky, really enviable; eagles flying freely in the sky ......
(25) Standing by the lake and looking into the distance, the azure blue water of the lake is connected to the light blue sky, large white clouds changing patterns on it, birds The birds flapped their wings and flew freely in the sky above the lake. The vast grassland seems to be in the lake laid a thick carpet, colorful wildflowers dotted in the above, a group of yaks in the grass leisurely walking. It's really like a paradise on earth!
(26) Childhood is a dream of floating on clouds. Every night, before going to bed, I fantasized that I was a beautiful fairy. White sarongs, high buns, and a big flower on the slender hand. Flying freely in the blue sky, sprinkled with the wind, large flowers fall into the dust ......
(27) In the disappointment of eliminating suffering, Qu Qiubai for the people to praise; in the disappointment of still harboring hope to move forward, Du Zimei into a generation of poetic saints. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it. Because if you dare to fly, you can have the wings to go forward.
(28) If life is like water, it's so easy to write. When a person has no way to heaven, no door to the ground, the ideal wings can help you fly, strong character can help you open the road.
(29) I love the summer, the courtyard is full of flowers, roadside green willow shade; I love the summer, the field, everything grows, the blue sky under the birds fly; I love the summer, the robin in the bushes, frogs in the pond reciting.
(30) You can still sing loudly in the storm! Drenched wings are more powerful, even if tears still can't help but slide down, the cheeks soaked with tears and sweat can still smile, the direction of the footsteps forward will never stagnate and will not change, no matter whether it is bitter or sweet in the end; moving forward with the wind, flying, thumbs up and loudly proclaimed: YES, I'm OK!
(31) Hiding under the shade of the tree, the dog, spitting out his tongue, "huffing and puffing," "huffing and puffing". "Huffing and puffing" and panting. The birds that usually fly high in the sky are also resting on the branches of the trees, unwilling to fly. The grass is sunburnt, lazy bent waist, flowers are sunburnt to hide their beautiful little face.
(32) As soon as I arrived at the square, I saw a variety of kites flying in the sky, there is a lovely swallow kite, there is the "king of birds" Phoenix kite, and the "national treasure" Panda kite! So many colorful and strange kites fly freely in the sky, forming a beautiful picture.
(33) Dreams are the driving force of transcendence, and action is the wings of flight.
(34) Once a bird stops flying, danger will come.
(35) In the blink of an eye, autumn has arrived, and we are happy to go to school to start a new study. When the autumn wind swept, the leaves have fallen, some like butterflies fluttering in the air, some like a yellow warbler wings flying, and some in the air lightly rotating, and fluttering down.
(36) Youthful eyes are an oasis in the flow of life. Even a ray of sunshine, a drop of rain, a touch of light fog, a gust of wind, a falling leaf, or an inconspicuous grass, in her eyes are beautiful, even the shadow of the phoenix-tailed bamboo under the lamp in her field of vision are flying butterflies, jumping notes.
(37) Take the struggle to fly together, because with it, so that I have the thought of reason; I can make the past mistakes no longer repeat to today's film; I can make the past success in life continue to sublimate; I can really harvest the fruit of the golden autumn, taste the joy of life.
(38) We love to fly paper airplanes, because they are filled with our hopes and carry our dreams. When it is closest to the sky, we are full of joy, is the vision of the future. Paper airplane message, in the ideal blue sky flying with the wind, never fall.
(39) I am like a brave eagle flying in the blue sky, not afraid of the voyage is far, not afraid of the wind and rain blowing.
(40) The Yellow River is beautiful in summer. Both sides of the Yellow River, green trees, leafy, willow reflection, water birds flying. Ascending the dam, look into the distance, the river turbid waves row air, like the mother's blood transfusion of the plains of children's "veins", nourishing the fertile Hetao Plain.
(41) The clouds in the sky are in different forms, some like galloping white horses, some like beautiful angels, some like flying birds z aojv.
(42) I am drunk on reading poetry, drunk on writing poetry. That line of verse is a flying colorful butterfly, take me to the beautiful and colorful garden; that a poem is like a firefly, "issued a weak light, but save up will be bright light".
(43) Full of rice, the farmer's hope will be dyed yellow. Such as the gold of the autumn sun, hanging in the dark face of parents, sweat beads slip down the moment, my dream from the shoulders of parents began to fly ......
(44) Because of the green leaves of the lining, the delicate flowers are beautiful; because of the earth's lining, the towering mountains are beautiful; because of the fruit of the lining, the green trees are beautiful; because the blue sky Because of the blue sky, the flying birds are beautiful. Because of the ordinary and selfless people, society is beautiful.
(45) The leaves fall from the trees, some like butterflies dancing, some like geese flying. The ground is sprinkled with fallen leaves, like a golden road, carrying my dreams into the distance.
(46) When the wind blows in the fall, the leaves fall down, and they fly in the air to their heart's content. There are yellow, green, half yellow and half green, as if countless colorful butterflies.
(47) For the bird, the sky is very important, that it can fly freely in the world; for the rose, the rain is very important, that is the source of its life can be nourished; for me, the memory is very important, it can make people taste the flavor of happiness.
(48) The bird is fond of spring, because it knows that flying is the value of life.
(49) I like women who love to read. The book is not a rouge, but will make the woman's heart face permanent. The book is not a stick, but will make the woman powerful. The book is not a feather, but will make women fly. The book is not omnipotent, but it will make the woman change. Bi Shumin
(50) Look, the stars against the Milky Way, much like a swan flying in the Milky Way, that is "Cygnus". The stars at the southern end of the Milky Way are like a big scorpion with its tail in the air, which is the famous "Scorpio".
(51) Under the sunlight, the sea is sparkling and beautiful. Seagulls fly freely in the blue sky; inside the sea, the ship is slowly traveling on the water surface, emitting "woo-woo" whistle; people swimming in the sea play with each other, like bathing in the happy sea water.
(52) Autumn, is the high blue sky, without a trace of dust, let the heart fly; Autumn, is the distant golden fields, fragrant rice, the joy of harvest; Autumn, is the reflection of the clear blue sky, the north flying geese, bring happiness to the stream; Autumn, is dancing, fanning the golden wings of the fallen leaves.
(53) Birds fly hard and happy to find insects, trees grow hard and happy to shade people, parents work hard to earn money for us, and I work hard and happy for the future.
(54) Autumn, is a poem, noble and lonely; Autumn, is a spring, cold and unruly; Autumn, is a white crane, always flying.
(55) The eagle, however, flies freely over the yellow meadow, which carries the blue sky on its back and seems to be calling for the arrival of spring. The sky of the eagle, despite the dark clouds and lightning and thunder, has sharpened its wings to be able to pierce the sky!
(56) Spring has come, a variety of birds oblique wings flying freely in the sky, chirping like a beautiful music echoed in the air. The swiftlets are flying from the south with their scissor-like tails, as if showing off the beauty of spring to us.
(57) The direction against the wind is more suitable for flying, and traveling to the sky is not just a dream.
(58) There is a new overpass to the east of my house, and its name is Anxiang Bridge. This bridge is near the Anxiang Li and named, take "peace and flying long sky" meaning. It is connected to the west Zhixin Road, east and Anxiang North Road, is a connection between the Haidian District and the Chaoyang District of the separation of the overpass.
(59) The landscape is clear, the hometown is poetic, and I believe that the sky is full of smiles when the pigeons fly. The South China Sea, the South China Sea, is full of stories written in the road. The summer breeze, the girl sings and laughs, the wind swept through your hair, the swallows murmured, the yellow warbler cried, the time hurriedly footsteps recorded in the infinite beauty.
(60) With courage, I have the confidence to fly in the sky like a bird; with courage, I have the confidence to run in the forest like a herd of deer; with courage, I have the confidence to swim in the water like a fish.
(61) Flowers thank the rain, because the rain nourishes its growth; eagles thank the sky, because the sky lets it fly; mountains thank the earth, because the earth lets it tower; I thank, a lot of many people ......
(62) running toward the goal, why care about broken wings, as long as the confidence does not die, you can see the direction. As long as the confidence is not dead, you can see the direction, the wind is suitable for walking, against the wind is more suitable for flying, life on the road what are not afraid, afraid of their own surrender.
(63) Young heart like a surging song, young heart like a vast sky, young heart like surging waves, young heart like flying wings, always inspire us to struggle bravely!
(64) The blue of the sky, the innocence of the sky, is often our yearning. If the bird has a piece of the sky belonging to it, it can fly freely and run to the dream: if each of us has a broad sky, we can show ourselves.
(65) The campus is the sky for me to fly, the campus is the ground for me to run, the campus is the sea for me to swim, and the campus is also the paradise of crime.
(66) Seeing the evening sun in the western sky gradually fade away, dusk in the pine waves and the sea breeze quietly down. The first few stars appeared in the wide canopy, and the dark shadows of swooping bats swayed among the trees.
(67) Liu Wei did not let his mother down. When the rope of fate mercilessly tied his arms, when the eyes of others sigh the sadness of life, he is still stubbornly for the dream wings, with his feet on the keys to write: believe in yourself. The changing melody is the trajectory of his efforts to fly.
(68) Choice is the power to lead you to the source of hope; choice is the wings to guide you to fly: choice is the guide dog to lead you to the road to success.
(69) The teacher is the dew, we are the flowers, is moisturizing us; the teacher is the blue sky, we are the eagle, he let us fly; the teacher is the ocean, we are the fish, he nurtured us. Teachers let us know the knowledge, but also let us know the right and wrong, know the good and evil.
(70) If you don't know how to fly, the wings of your ideals become a burden on your life.
(71) Shouting confidence, courage to sing; sweat, beyond the faith; clenched fists, wings to fly; embrace the sun, run to the brilliant; breakthroughs in the self, and will always be the first.
(72) Drifting down the snowflakes layer by layer deposited on the eaves, the more thick, the eaves of the eaves of how long, the tentacles of the snowflakes stretch on how long, from a distance, the eaves of the house is like a spread wings flying white swan. The snowflakes can't stand the loneliness, always looking down from the eaves, accidentally drifting and sliding down.
(73) The quest is like the key to progress, the signposts that point the way, the direction of the eagle's flight, and the weight of the horse's back.
(74) There are many cute little animals on the mountain, birds flying freely in the sky, little monkeys jumping from branch to branch, squirrels dragging a big fluffy tail playing games in the trees.
(75) As soon as there is a gust of wind, dandelions will let go of their seeds and go with them, not caring where their offspring will go, not designing the path for their offspring to follow, giving them wings to fly.
(76) School is the sky that lets me fly, school is the earth that lets me run, school is the sea that lets me swim, school is the home that lets me grow.
(77) Love is like a sweet spring flowing in the summer, so that the dry heart of the people to get the real moisturizing; love is like an angel flying in the earth, so that people suffering from the happiness of the bath.
(78) Hope blooms when the butterfly breaks out of the chrysalis, appears when the eagle spreads its wings, and is released when the darkness comes.
(79) The direction against the wind is more suitable for flying, I am not afraid of millions of people blocking only afraid of their own surrender. Mayday
(80) If you want to get out of the shadows, then let your face to the sun; if you want to say goodbye to cowardice, then let your heart in the experience slowly strong; if you want to get rid of ordinary life, (/2096140 Flying Phrase) then try to let yourself fly proudly.
(81) If the sky gives me wings, I want to spread my wings and soar; if I am given a magic brush, I will draw all kinds of things for you; if I am a butterfly, I want to fly in the sea of flowers; if...
(82) The snow is falling down, and the snowflakes are dancing in the air in various poses, or flying, or hovering, or falling straight and fast. straight and fast falling, laying down on the ground.
(83) Looking back, my butterfly had flown steadily into the sky. "The butterfly spread its two thin wings and flew in the sky, winning the cheers of the children in the audience with its graceful figure.
(84) The clouds in the sky, some like galloping white horses, some like gentle sheep, some like delicious cotton candy, some like beautiful angels, some like flying eagles.
(85) I long to fly, I long to grow wings, I long to take the good, fly together; I long to fly, I long to grow wings, break through the chains of constraints, free to soar in the sunshine; I long to fly, I long to grow wings, break through a burst of difficulties, so that I become strong.
(86) Spring. The yellowed wilderness turns green. New green leaves grow on the dead branches. The sun smiles gently on everyone, and the birds sing and fly . Flowers open, red flowers, white flowers, purple flowers. The stars shine, red stars, yellow stars, white stars. The sky is blue, the wind is free, and the love is dreamy and beautiful.
(87) I long for a pair of wings, a pair of wings that can fly like a bird; I long for a pair of wings, a pair of wings that fantasize like my childhood; I long for a pair of wings, a pair of wings that are as beautiful as the angels ......
(88) The eternity of flying lies in the lifting up of the wings, and the eternity of flowing The eternity of life lies in the pursuit!
(89) Autumn wind swept, the leaves have fallen, some like butterflies dancing, some like the yellow warbler wings flying, and some like the dancers as light spinning.
(90) What is happiness? The bird said, happiness is to fly in the forest without worry; what is happiness? The grass said, happiness is to grow strong under the sun; happiness is what? Fish say that happiness is to play happily with their friends in the clear water of the river; what is happiness? The horse said, happiness is running in the vast grassland.
(91) In the summer, the stream was flowing. We children played and frolicked by the river. Adults talked under the shade of trees. The robin was screaming as if to say, "It's hot hot hot!" The birds fly freely and happily in the sky. In that beautiful field left a good memory.
(92) In the spring, the banks of the river are green. The ice in the river melted, and the branches of the weeping willows by the river spit out buds. The wide dam on the riverbank looks like a green carpet, and the swallows fly back from the south and fly freely on the clear water.
(93) Spring is like a magician who brings in flying birds and gives them as gifts to the sky.
(94) Peach blossom is like an alarm clock, which wakes up the sleeping grass and adds a color to nature. Peach blossom is like a painting, which collects the colors of nature and lets the flowers compete in the painting. The peach blossom is like a magician, it changes the flying birds, give the sky as a gift.
(95) The dandelion's seeds are spread by the wind, and it's only with such a small force that it can flourish, and it's probably the only flower that can fly.
(96) On the vast sea, the wind was gathering dark clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the petrels are like black lightning, flying proudly.
(97) A pool of turquoise blue lake, water birds fly against the water surface, and the golden reed grass at the water's edge sways gently with the wind.
(98) In our lives, if there are no books, it is like a bird flying in the sky with a broken wing, can never move forward.
(99) The teacher is like a gardener, taking care of us in the greenhouse flowers and plants, the teacher is like the blue sky, we are like a bird flying freely under the blue sky, the teacher is like a silent silkworm, no regrets for us to pay, the teacher I love you!
(100) When we stopped in the forest, the ears always ringing and beautiful sound of birds, bursts of song. The birds flying in the blue sky, the eagles soaring on the wings. They all use their own most intimate language to express their love of nature, with the most beautiful song to express their gratitude to nature, thanks to nature to give their lives, thanks to nature to give themselves a beautiful and happy home.
(101) My landing means my sinking and growing old, so I keep flying.
(102) The Dongting Lake is very beautiful, the water is crystal clear, and it is very quiet, quiet like a mirror, and the azure sky is one, reflected in the color of the mountains on both sides, as if the water grows a strange and strong mountains, as if the fish swim in the sky, the birds fly in the water.
(103) Looking far and wide, the boundless sea seems to be connected to the sky. On the surface of the sea, flocks of seagulls are flying. Some of them spread their wings on the surface of the sea, some on the surface of the dragonfly, some on the surface of the sea whispering, and some on the surface of the sea in the excitement of fishing ...... a seagull into a happy note on the surface of the sea.
(104) Mischievous birds sing happily and fly freely in the sky.
(105) The model airplane, which can be controlled by a remote control and can fly freely in the air when pressed, is my fun companion and the only companion that can listen to my spiritual stories. When I was in conflict with my friends, it accompanied me through the lonely, lonely days. I hold it in my arms and tell it all the pain in my heart.
(106) Spring is like a magician, it changed the flying birds, to the sky as a gift; spring is like spring like an alarm clock, it wakes up the sleeping grass, to add a color to the nature; spring is like a conductor, it breaks the ice on the river, commanding the river to sing again.
(107) I yearn for a pair of wings to fly toward the blue sky, I yearn for a Malian's magic pen, so that flowers open in the land of God, I yearn for the wisdom to seek, as soon as possible, so that human beings can move to another planet.
(108) In the summer in the sky, beautiful birds fly in the blue sky. Summer in the park, the trees are lush; summer in the lawn, tender green grass, flowers, green wildflowers. The big trees are like a big umbrella, occasionally, you will see adults playing chess and chatting under the shade of the trees, and children playing hide-and-seek under the trees.
(109) The force that prevents us from flying is the fear that comes from within us.
(110) At dawn, I heard the sound of "rustle, rustle, rustle", I opened the window and saw that it was drizzling. The rain is like a transparent thread, like a flying elf, flying from heaven to earth, very beautiful.
(111) A piece of fallen leaves, some like butterflies dancing, some like the yellow warbler wings flying, and some like dancers in the light rotation.
(112) Butterflies become flowers, do not have to keep flying to show that they are free, plain and quiet stay is also a kind of happy sadness.
(113) If you cherish your feathers too much and don't let them get damaged, you will lose both wings and never be able to fly again.
(114) Spring is like a painting, it collects the colors of nature, so that the flowers compete in the painting. Spring is like a magician, it changed the flying birds, to the sky as a gift. Spring is like a song, the song has the sound of the river's water and birds, classic phrases and children's laughter ......
(115) Buddhism has a saying, called "no obstacles to the object without terror," may wish to borrow, less need for the object of the person less trouble. I'm not sure if I can do that, but I'm sure I can. Because there are fewer necessities, there are fewer limitations. People will be able to walk faster and fly higher. Bi Shumin
(116) Quietly waiting, free to fly, the temperament to be at ease, the life of the poor and happy, dandelion is like the fire under the iceberg, the appearance of cold and lonely, but the inner blood rushing.
(117) If I were a bird, I would long to fly in the vast sky; if I were a small fish, I would long to swim in the vast ocean; if I were a small flower, I would long to grow in the beautiful garden.
(118) What a beautiful autumn, here, no longer scorched earth and ashes, this is the wind of millions of mountains are cloaked in a red carpet of exuberance of the country. The red pines, embedded with bullet skins, are still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, the valleys are filled with whistles, and the white hope is slowly flying in the rice paddies.
(119) From a distance, the whole earth is golden, like a golden coat. There are a few children flying kites, kites flying in the air, and rapeseed flowers together constitute a beautiful picture.
(120) Flowers open because they have a goal, springs flow because they have a goal, geese fly because they have a goal, and life is wonderful because it has a goal.