As I watched the evening sun fade in the western sky, dusk descended quietly on the pine waves and sea breeze. The first few stars appeared in the wide canopy, and the dark shadows of soughing, flying bats swayed among the trees. Next I have organized the evening sunshine sentences for you, welcome to read!
Evening Sunset1
How beautiful is the starry sky in summer! Those twinkling stars are so calm and peaceful, both like a bright eye and a shining pearl, making me have endless fantasies.
The night is noisy. The classroom is brightly lit, brushing the sound of writing, enthusiastic talk, beautiful songs, and teachers serious but not without humor to ask the sound of warmth. After the evening study hall, the campus streets bright street lamps and the moonlight of the blend of people mesmerized, walking on campus trails, the kind of harmony and incomparable night, is so elusive to reveal the sound of silence.
In the busy and unnecessary sighs, the days from the ears and sleeves gently slipped through. Walking through the streets of the city, skyscrapers, flashing lights, store windows renovated seasonal fashions, crowds of people like ants, rubbing shoulders with unfamiliar faces. Every day in the city in the hustle and bustle of the march, the continuation of civilization and culture, and that kind of life affinity and trust, the natural influence and integration, but gradually moving away.
The night is dark, the moonlight is ghostly, the vast sea, a small boat is groping to move forward, the sails are blown by the wind slightly swaying, through the earnest expectations. Zhanjiang, searching in the sea.
The stars are shining brightly and the wind is gentle. With the sky as a curtain and the ground as a seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the freshness of the summer night, listening to a pool of frogs and a piece of insects, and looking at the star-studded night sky.
The stars in the sky is like a naughty little child, while the moon mother does not pay attention to, quietly in the sky flickering look at the earth, as if looking for something, while the mother of the moon is there and wisps of light clouds danced beautifully, it radiates the light, it is so soft, the earth in the moonlight irradiation, have turned into a silver-white, like a layer of white gauze cover.
Outside the window, the stars are shining, the night scene is fascinating. On the deep blue sky, the stars are like a diamond, pouring out ten thousand points of silver gray. The moonlight is as bright as a piece of white jade, a piece of crystal clear white jade, set in the boundless night sky. How beautiful it was. We breathed in the filtered clean air and saw the gentle white veil on the blossoms.
The moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkled on the ground, draping the earth in a silver-gray gown. She wore a white shirt, serene and tranquil, gentle and generous, her jade-like face, through the willow, leaving a gentle smile, ah, is this that dreamy beauty?
The wind soughing blowing, the tree rustling, the distant trees twisted Arnold's body, as if in the moonlit night dance a beautiful dance. Layers of rice scent with the wind, into the heart, and the quiet of the night mingled together. I smelled the flavor of the summer night, how sweet.
The dark night, silent and eerie, the wind outside the cold howling, from time to time you can hear the wind blowing the rustle of the leaves, and now it is already midnight, suddenly a dark shadow swept through the window, but the silence outside is terrible, as if the darkness to swallow everything, I do not dare to think about it only look forward to the arrival of dawn!
The night is deep, the moon is in the sky, the stars are dotted, the evening wind blowing people's cheeks, feel a burst of cool.
Look! On a clear night, there are hundreds of billions of stars lying quietly in the middle of the blue sky, and they keep blossoming in the sky. As I looked and walked, I finally found: Cygnus, Sagittarius, Scorpio, and Aquila.
It was a cold, windy winter night, and it was Christmas. The sky is falling goose feather snow, the north wind blowing, a Christmas tree on top of a bright star. Standing in the distance it looked as if the star was shining.
Evening Sunset 2
Look at the north pole, there is a shining star, like a bright pearl, dazzling. Isn't that the North Star? There are seven shining stars below the North Star, forming a spoon. They are probably the famous North Star!
Late at night, the pillow ears always ask themselves who they are. Who do you care about, who cares about yourself. Footsteps in a hurry, such as rain through the night, did not expect the moon will be clear and quiet, lonely self is not alone.
He stood still, turned his head and looked at his parents who were hobbling toward him, and at that moment his heart broke. He hadn't imagined that two more such figures in this city he knew so well would bring such a great touch. The dim light of the street lamps on both sides stretched their shadows to a long length, and the roar of the cars broke all the tranquility of the place. For so many years their parents had sent them to the city with their rough hands and enjoyed the same treatment as the city children, but they had already distanced themselves from the city to a great, great extent.
The moonlight shone on the shimmering sea, which reflected the reflection of the stones. The stars winked their quick eyes aside.
The moon, so bright, like a wonderful girl, soothes everyone's soul. Moonlight like still water, sprinkled towards the ground, this is the wonderful girl gently whispering to the earth. In the desirable tranquility, watching such a beautiful moon, why not cozy say.
The long street, colorful lights in the flickering, group of flowers in general do not give way to each other, an eye-catching light reflecting the moon in the sky have lost their luster.
The sun has long been hiding, the moon has not come out. Night, like a wide and incomparable curtain, quietly pulled open, covered the mountains, rivers, wilderness. A moment in the distance mountains, near the house, trees, are from clear to blurred. High in the sky, the stars jumped out one by one, so many, so bright, and so far away.
When the evening sun burned half of the sky, some people on the beach by the sea were swimming, some were picking up shells, and some were laughing and joking to their hearts' content, so that the sound of laughter there was like the waves of the sea for a while higher than a while.
Ah - the Pearl River, during the day you are a robust young man, with a broad chest, smiling at the sky, at night, you are a gentle and graceful woman, wearing colorful neon dresses, gently dancing.
In the night, and came in a daze, the cold makes this night miserable, loneliness makes this night sleepless. Chaotic days, empty memories, I do not know if I still have a heartbeat. Outside the window of the cold wind, a few dead trees swaying in the cold wind, the dim light elongated tree branches swaying shadow, showing a particularly bizarre. Inside the house, the sadness masks a man's temperature, floating a thick layer of sad Cang.
Silent night, quiet snuggle, cool night wind can not help but provoke the eyes of the disorientation, and occasionally look at the endless lights in the distance, distantly able to see the fuzzy Mount Tai, standing tall. Climbed a few times Mount Tai, reluctantly let me think, he should be alive, everywhere is a vintage rhetoric long told a sacred and solemn life, a kind of let you suffocated on the top of the mountain of life. I would like to take a yellowed paper, the ancient vicissitudes of the original seal top down, drop in those years, seemingly ignorant years.
The moon is ever-changing. Sometimes it is a small boat, the moon sister sitting on it, counting the stars in the sky; sometimes the moon is a large disk, ignorant children still think it is who lost it!
The setting sun to the big favorite sprinkled golden glory, the whole ancient city draped in cicada-like golden veil, big favorite covered with magical colors.
Evening Sunset 3
The night is gradually deep, the noisy city slowly quiet down, all kinds of shining lights one after another out a lot, only a line of street lamps, high-rise buildings on top of a small light bulb star-like flashing, like a pair of peeping eyes on the earth, under the building, rows of dark trees standing solemnly, solemnly, as if the sentry guarding his post. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the light and the color of the light.
The crisscrossing transportation facilities constitute the blood and skeleton of the city, pushing the ancient city towards a modern and active city.
Bright moonlight, to the earth covered with a silver-gray veil. The moonlight shines in front of my bed, as if covered with a layer of frost, can not help but remind me of the great Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's poem: "the light of the moon in front of the bed, suspected to be the frost on the ground," that the moonlight and some of the cool with a bit of scent of the night light intertwined together, it is refreshing and relaxing.
Night, like a sleeping baby, the expression is so peaceful and quiet. Now, the night is late, I am the only one who is enjoying the charming night, as if everything belongs to me.
The starry night is extremely beautiful, there is not a single floating cloud in the sky, the deep blue sky, full of diamond-like stars.
The night is deep, think of your thoughts have long disturbed this quiet night, quietly thinking, listening to the distant end of the world, that is, there is the end of your sadness is always up and down, the depths of prosperity, as if the meditative arrangements, so that I used up all the sentiments, write a section of the sadness of the departure, the teardrops in the eyes can not be seen to be crying or laughing, to understand to tell themselves that you are in the far distance, that city! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
Winter night, when you lie down to read the room, please imagine yourself as a cup of protagonist, in the ups and downs of other people's destiny to experience a handful of happiness and sadness. You will thank God that you have escaped the merciless rod of fate one after another.
The depths of the night, is the sparse lamps, through a window, hear the fine and continuous rain smashed in the window edge on the window glass, like a needle point in the piercing the silence of the night.
The night is so silent, the TV plays a continuous music, so that my soft heart grows more sweet fantasies and lingering thoughts, this sweet miss is so picturesque, such as intoxicated, intoxicated in which they can not restrain themselves.
Stars like fireflies, because the stars will emit light like fireflies, but also like gems, sparkling, but also like a pair of lovely, bright little eyes, a blinking, but also like a street lamp in the sky to give people directions, lighting. The stars twinkle in the sky like little pearls. From a distance, a star glows yellow, like a piece of jade.
With the cheerful music, the fountain began to swing up and down, in the light of colored lights, sometimes red and sometimes green, colorful, very charming. The pool under the fountain also looks more brilliant under the reflection of various colors.
Evening Sunset4
The stars were twinkling like naughty little children! They keep flashing their intelligent and mysterious eyes, like a bright jewel, more like a dazzling pearl. There are also some stars seem to play hide-and-seek in the sky, a moment to hide, a moment to run out, see my eyes dazzled.
In every trace of dawn before the dawn, must be about to suffocate the long dark night; in every glory before the arrival, there must be too many wretched moments, looked down on the day; in every burst of applause before the arrival, there are always too many sighs, too many cold eyes; in every mountaintop peak, there are always seashells; every piece of the vast sea of the past, all the mulberry fields. So in every moment about to give up, remember to say to yourself: to refuel, do not cry.
It is true that "when the moon is out, you have to ask the sky". The night sky tonight is not the same as all the others. Tonight's moon is not the same as in the past that like a big jade disk like the moon. It seems to be like a lonely boat hanging in the night sky, slowly emitting a weak and tiny light. It is sometimes the night sky has become quiet, the stars blinking eyes is not the same with the crowd, adding to the color of the night.
The heart is so tired, the heart of the wounds how to smooth, how to dry the tears in the corner of the eye? Hurt more, enough pain, the heart does not hurt, because of the numbness; the night is deep, in the darkness of the night is always the self secretly wipe the tears from the corners of the eyes.
The night descended silently, downstairs rows of low trees gradually blurred, like wrapped in a layer of gauze, waves of general sound of the car, still in the whole world filled. In the distance, the dense buildings seem to be shrouded in a cloud of gray smoke, flashing a little bit of misty light, can not distinguish the outline.
The color of the moon is like water, sprinkled with green lotus ponds, above the green lotus dancing with the place to watch the beautiful neon dress. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The heart of the night wandering, blue wave gently point, swung away from the untouchable sadness. With the wind dancing lightly shaking, the moonlight is still interpreted a color of the lotus, green leaves sitting on the frog, with loud and clear song sang the ancient unchanging heart ballad, the moonlight can be seen vaguely, those mottled in the past!
The streetlights are on, and the crystal snowflakes are flickering in the light, like a group of white moths.
The Wanchun Pavilion look around the far view, only to see the south of the Forbidden City's golden glazed roof, shrouded in a faint smoke, the west of the White Tower like a white jade bottle, the north of the Asian Games Village high-rise buildings.
As far as the eye can see, the moonlight is like a long band of silver, around the flowers and trees, the moonlight is around the green willow tree, in the breeze, it stretches out their bright hair and flowers and grasses should be, dancing a light and beautiful dance. They seem to be born is a group of outstanding dancers. Willow's delicate dance shows her softness.
The sky twinkle twinkle little stars are all "naughty", a moment to chase and play, a moment blindfolded hide-and-seek. The moon sister also told the little stars the story of Chang'e's journey to the moon, and they are listening with their ears open, blinking a pair of smart little eyes, how serious ah!
Star after star, I do not know from where to pop up, and soon can not be counted, so many, so beautiful, like the magician out of a large number of jewels, so that people do not realize that they have entered the fairy tale world.
The blackness enveloped all the houses, the moon was hazy, the trees were in shadow, and the wind was gently blowing the crystal faces of the stars.
When night fell, I stood on the balcony, I could see the dots of light on the distant upper floors, so beautiful as the stars in the sky.
Evening Shade 5
The darkness of the night, is so deep. Gradually, I have fallen y in love with this silent, unheard, fearful night. Because, only the night can cover my tears, only the night can cover my helplessness, only the night can cover my loneliness.
The night has a different sound, it seems to be the breeze and the clouds flap, but more set off the serene atmosphere. The white light of the streetlamps faintly illuminated a small area, and in the distance was a deep darkness, the moon in the misty clouds, hazy and eerie halo.
The moon came, she pulled back the corner of the black curtain to show half of the little face, but then suddenly as if shy to pull back the black curtain, the beautiful smile hidden. After a long time, perhaps she could not bear the loneliness, secretly walked out again, and then bloomed her sweet gesture.
The night was like a wildcat quietly slipping down the mountain beams, loading all the sounds together into the canyon, and the canyon snored.
The night is deep, so quiet, as if you can hear the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, with a cup of gradually cooled water, sitting alone in front of the window, a long time do not want to go to sleep, outside the window that is full of wolves as my heart, nowhere to put, sometimes feel that I am unpredictable, my friends say that I am extroverted, I prefer to be alone, and let my thoughts fly unchecked, and inexplicably, steeply sad, and ask myself! The first thing I'd like to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm sure I'll be able to do that.
About seven o'clock, the sky showed a blue, and a star and a round of sickle-like crescent moon hanging in the air. I think it is probably a star and mom and dad separated, the moon "aunt" to find it. The moon "auntie" found the star, angry face is blue.
In this beautiful night, I stepped on the soft sand, along the beach, slowly walking forward. The sea, gently caressing the soft sandy beach, issued a gentle brushing sound. The evening sea breeze, fresh and cool. My heart, with indescribable excitement and pleasant.
Inadvertently looked up, a small star hanging over the southwest. Big and bright, just one, but so dazzling, in this sunset moon has not risen in the evening. Around a street, walked past two buildings, through the gray air, it is still there, around a few more hidden little stars, twinkle twinkle, let a person reverie thousand.
The night twilight gradually fell, in front of a car sped past. I do not know when, the street lamps coincidentally opened their eyes, the road illuminated brightly. In the orange bright light, the road also revealed a gentle side, turned into a warm color, a little brown, a little yellow, and a little metallic luster. The night twilight completely shrouded the ground, and the only thing in the eyes was the foggy pale black and orange lights shining.
Moonlight evenly spread on the lake. The waves on the surface of the lake shimmering, the moonlight will be hazy in the lake above the water, mixed with the fragrance of young willow, so that people enjoy the eyes. The moonlight danced and whispered. This light is transparent, simple, this light is beautiful, pure.
The moon at night is a beauty wearing a veil, bright eyes, bright and elegant, standing on the path, as if the body is covered with a layer of silver veil. The black sky, deep and frightening, is it really more beautiful than the legendary Chang'e? I don't know, but once fell meteor know.
Another pleasant night. The sky is full of sparkling stars, like a fine river of quicksand lying in the sky. The moon hangs like a curved piece of jade in the sky colored by thick ink.
At night, the city neon flashes, the square in front of the department store, a snowy fountain rises up to the sky, scattered sky flower rain, the water in the pool kept tumbling, changing, suddenly blue and suddenly red, colorful, people have stopped to watch.