2. The spring gurgled.
3. He gurgled a big bowl of water.
4, The sparrow Theer flew away with a bang.
5, The river gurgled into the fields.
6. When the wind blew, the leaves swished and shook.
7, The sound of staccato walking came from the hallway!
8, A bird flew away from the willow tree with a brush.
9, The frogs in the pond croaked along with the accompaniment.
10, A quiet night, a light rain fell.
11, The cold wind blew the old and broken door with a creaking sound!
12, early in the morning on the first day of the New Year, a crackle of firecrackers woke me up.
13, far away from the northeast rice-planting kind of rhythmic dong dong dong dong gongs and drums!
14, a child giggled as his mother told him a story.
15. The first rays of the morning sun passed through the trees and the birds chattered and handed them over.
16, the rumble of thunder from afar, outside the window is raining, countless raindrops hit the glass window, issued a ding dong ding dong like the sound of a crisp doorbell.
17, bugs in the grass nest (squeak) barking, the river (clatter) to the east, the opposite bank came (woof woof) dog barking. The battle of crossing the river will begin soon.
18, the classroom is quiet, only hear the pen on the paper (swish) the sound of writing. Suddenly. The door (bang) opened, everyone coincidentally looked up at the teacher who walked in.
19, spring is here, the birds in the trees chirping and singing, the stream in the forest ding dong ding dong cheerfully flowing, the bees in the buzzing beat their wings busy honey good a good spring ah!
20, the little fox in accordance with his mother taught, knock knock knock knocked on the door, said: good evening.
21, ow the old wolf issued a scream, the sheep sheep rushed up. Only heard a fluttering sound, the old wolf fell into the river, cooing and bubbling up from the bottom of the river. The old wolf was drowned. The animals cheered.
22, a night, the rain pattered down, raindrops crackling on the windows. Suddenly, the sound of thumping footsteps came from the hallway. Knock, knock, knock, who is knocking on the door, violently, creaking, the door was pushed open. It turned out to be Xiao Ming came back.
23, the ghosts (gibberish) yelled at the village entrance, the people in the street (thud) running around, the situation is very urgent. The captain (snap) pulled out his pistol to rush out, Zhao Daniang pushed him down on the bed, and (piercing) the door closed.
24, that night, I heard a tin can ring, at first in the backyard brick ground clattering, then something like a tin can briskly rise crotch yard date trees, the end of my roof tiles on the sound. Roof tiles are a ridge and a ridge, there is a small ditch, so the sound of the tin can over the ridge is Gedeng Gedeng clearly recognizable. I had a chill: could it be that the cat's ghost was still alive? She dragged the tin cans ran for a day, hiding in what place, and finally late at night again come back to visit the cold house, my house in the end what is worth making her so unforgettable?
Woof - used to write the sound of a dog barking.
Whoo-hoo - used to write the sound of a rooster.
Kirk - used to write about the cries of chicks and birds.
Moo (mōu) - used to write the sound of a cow bellowing.
Qu Qu (plus "mouth") qū - the chirping of crickets.
Chirp - used to write the sound of many small birds chirping together.
Chirp - used to write about the sound of birds chirping.
Chirp - used to write about the fine chirping of insects and birds.
Quack - used to write the loud quacks of ducks, frogs, etc.
Haha - used to write laughter, usually to write a big laugh.
Hee hee - generally used to write playful laughter, snickering.
Ha ha - used to write laughter, dong dong - used to write drumming and knocking on the door.
Buzz - used to write the sound of insects flying. Patter - is used to write the sound of light wind, rain, falling leaves, etc.
The sound of rain is used to write the sound of wind and rain. Patter - used to write about the slight sound of wind, rain, snow, etc.
Running thin - used to write about the sound of rain, the sound of buildings collapsing.
Kirikou - used to write the sound of joking and laughing.
Kirikou - used to write about the sound of others not being able to hear or understand, and also used to write about the sound of objects rolling. Kirigakure - used to write about the sound of loud talking.
Huffing - used to write about the sound of wind. Huffing and puffing - used to write the sound of gasping for breath.
Hula - used to write about the sound of flags fluttering.
Whirr - used to write about the sound made by snoring or sucking in fluid food.
Click - is used to write about the sound of the crisp impact of an object. For example, closing a drawer with a click.
Click - used to write the sound of an object breaking. Click - is used to write the sound of an object breaking.
Click - used to write about the sound of a slight bump of an object.
Ka - used to write the sound of vomiting and coughing.
Squeak - used to write about certain sharp and thin sounds, such as a mouse squeaking and a car stopping with a squeak.
Thump - used to write the sound of a heartbeat.
Bang Bang - used to write about the sound of a crash or a heavy object hitting the ground.
Boom boom - used to write about the sound of knocking on a door, the impact of an object, and so on.
Rustle - used to write the sound of stepping on sand, flying sand striking objects or wind blowing grass and trees.
Thrashing - used to write about the slight sound, such as: the autumn wind thrashing.
Wow (wow) - used to write the sound of impact, water flow. For example, the iron door was pulled shut with a clatter.
砉 (huā) - used to write the sound of rapid action. For example: the crow flew up from the tree with a sound. 璁（cōnɡ）, longling, clinking - used to write about the sound of metal, jade, etc. hitting
隆隆 - used to write about the sound of violent vibration, e.g.: rumbling thunder, rumbling cannons.
Guodong - used to write the sound of heavy things falling or drinking water in a big gulp.
Guttural - used to write about the sound of liquid boiling, water gushing out or a big gulp of water.
Gurgling - used to write about small talk or talking to yourself.
Gollum - used to write about the sound of thunder or a big car.
Gurgle - used to write about the sound of water flowing or something rolling.
Whine - used to write about the sound of the wind, the sound of a siren.
Sizzle - used to write about the sound of a gunshot flying through the air very quickly. E.g. Bullets sizzled and sizzled overhead.
Croak - used to write about the sound of a crisp, short crash. Such as: the ground is frozen hard, walking croak.
Croak - used to write the sound of clapping, etc.
Tink - used to write the sound of metal, porcelain, jade jewelry and other impact.
Dingdong - used to write the sound of jade, metal, etc. hitting or water dripping.
Puffing - used to write laughter, or water, gas extrusion sound. Such as: puffing a laugh; puffing, the ball spilled gas.
Puffing - used to write the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Puff - used to write the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground or falling into the water.
Pū (pū) Lulu - used to write about teardrops falling down one by one.
Pāpā - used to write the sound of a gun being discharged, a clap, or something hitting. For example, the whip is flung with a snap.
Snapping - used to write things fall to the ground, impact or the sound of artifacts breaking. For example: the bowl fell to the ground and broke with a snap.
Tick - used to write about the sound of water drops falling or a clock swinging.
Drip - the sound of water dripping underwater.
Ta-ta - used to write about the sound of a horse's hooves, a machine gun, etc.
Bang-bang - the sound of knocking on wood.
Boom-boom - used to write about the sound of throbbing or popping.
Barking - used to write about the sound of feet slapping the muddy ground etc.
Alas (ǎi) Nai - the sound of sculling, the sound of singing while rowing.
Resonant: loud and powerful.
The sound is heard in the valley: when a person makes a sound in the valley, the echo can be heard immediately.
Word of mouth: the voice of praise fills the road.
Mouth to mouth: every time you open your mouth, every time you make a sound, you say the same thing. It describes to put a certain statement often in the mouth.
Longyinhuoxiao: the roar of a dragon or tiger, describing the loud and clear voice of a person singing or chanting.
Gongs and drums: the sound of gongs and drums shook the sky.
Silent and unknown: silent and unknown (silent: without sound; unheard: not heard of). It describes a person who is not famous or is not noticed by people.)
Panting: panting: the sound of breathing with the mouth open. Describe shortness of breath.
Sobbing: Sobbing and choking without being able to make a sound, describing great grief.
The tongue is like a reed: the tongue is like a reed, which can make a beautiful sound.
The word "tongue" is used to describe a person who is able to speak well.
Tiptoe: The movements of the hands and feet are very soft, as little sound as possible.
The sound of the beams of a house is always echoing on the beams of the house.
The sound of people boiling: the crowd's voice is noisy, like the water in the pot boiling (鼎沸: tripod water boiling, the original metaphor for the situation is unstable, now the metaphor for the sound of the noisy).
As reed tongue: as if the reed like the tongue can send out a beautiful sound. It describes a person who can speak well.
As if weeping: as if weeping, but also as if complaining. It describes the sound of sadness.
Like hearing his voice, like seeing his person: like hearing his voice, like seeing him in person. The metaphor is that the characterization and description of the character is very vivid and realistic.
The sound of the mountains echoing in the valleys. It is often used to describe a person who is in tune with each other and echoes with each other.
The sound left behind surrounds the beams: the sound left behind surrounds the beams of the house and rotates without going. It describes the beautiful sound of the song, which remains in the memory for a long time.
Voice and Color: The voice and face are very stern.
Hissing and exhausting: hoarse and exhausted. It describes a desperate hooting and hollering.
The sound should be sought: should: should and **** chirping; seek: looking for. It describes the similarity between friends, like the same sound *** sounding each other, the same smell each other.
The stone breaks the sky: the original description of playing konghou, the sound is stirring, strange, unexpected. Now it is often compared to poetry, argument, singing or events that shock people.
Iron in the clank: clank: the sound of metal utensils touching each other. Metal knocked up when the sound of the material. Metaphor for outstanding characters.
The same voice, the same gas: similar sounds respond to each other, the same smells blend with each other. It is a metaphor for people with the same interests echoing each other and combining naturally.
All music is silent: there is no sound at all (all music: the sound of all things in nature; all silent: all quiet). It mostly describes the quietness, seclusion or calmness of the natural environment.
Ten thousand pipes are silent: there is no sound at all.
The sound of the ocean is the same as the sound of the sea.
urn: to describe a thick voice.
No disease moaning: there is no disease and pain, but intentionally issued a voice to express the pain. It is a metaphor for not having any real feelings but forcing emotions.
No sound, no odor: no sound, no smell. It is a metaphor for being silent, and it is also a metaphor for not having any influence on the outside world.
Silent: no sound, no information. A metaphor for the obscurity of a person or the lack of influence on things.
Outside the strings: sounds other than those coming from the strings of a stringed instrument. A metaphor for meaning that is revealed indirectly in speech rather than stated directly.
Loud and clear: describes a loud sound that penetrates the clouds and reaches high into the sky.
The sound of the voice is loud and clear.
The sound of the clouds: the sound of the clouds, blocking the floating clouds (curb: to stop). Describe the song loud and clear.
Crows and Sparrows: There is no sound of crows and sparrows. The metaphor is very quiet.
Crow silent: very quiet. It describes the quietness of people or the quietness of places where people gather and move around.
Tooth and Tooth Learning to Speak: learning to speak in a babbling manner (Tooth and Tooth: imitating the sound of a baby learning to speak).
The voice and face are still there: the voice and face are in front of the eyes. It is mostly used for the remembrance of the dead and condolence.
The sound and appearance of laughter: the voice, appearance and demeanor of the person.
Sound and color: sound and color. It describes the vivid and wonderful speech and composition, outstanding performance.
Aftermath: the sound left behind is melodious and melodious, extending endlessly (袅: the appearance of a light lift).
Complaints: the sound of resentment filled the road. It describes the strong dissatisfaction and resentment of the people in general.
Deafening: see "deafening". The sound is so loud that even the deaf can hear it (聩：deaf). The metaphor is that the speech is astonishing and far-reaching.
Deafening: almost deafening, describing the great sound.
Vibrate the heavens and shake the earth: shook the heavens and earth. Describe the significance of the sound, but also describe the sound is huge
Beautiful sentences containing philosophicalThe mountains are far away, the clouds are dark, the autumn wind in the ear whispering, the air drifted to the slightest rain, drizzle, invasion of the dream of a pillow of cool, easy to wither, the memory of the oil-paper umbrellas, curling up, looking back at the west wind, all is a blank image, no words alone on the head.
Outside the window, there are birds singing, stirring up the life of the hot hope; the road drove through the hurry of the car, startled the boredom of the grief; the sun in the sky is trying to break through the dark clouds, writing the value of life.
Buddha, you promised me to fulfill my dreams in this life, and I listened to you speak Zen in the next life. In this life, I have been drenched in too much dust and fireworks, and have the responsibility of not being able to unload. I can not be a determined person, resolutely turn around the red dust, from now on to do the Buddha in front of a blue lotus. I just want to find a cool plum blossom, together with the coldest winter, do not need too long time, a life has been enough, because the next life, I have promised to the Buddha.
Like this kind of sadness, like walking in the rustic autumn winds and leaves, with the leaves and the wind after the final sadness after the curtain, the mood is also in the sadness of wandering, the heart of the smoke is also with the wisp of sadness, in the sound of the wind, fluttering.
Living alone in a corner of the world, quietly guarding a room with a clear. Sitting by the window, the curtains half closed, in the palm of the hands of a volume of poetry, a word a product, a section of a share, and a page turn over, and is another realm. Full of joy to read the beloved words, the sunlight ripples, the wind shakes the curtain fall, a moment actually blew the room full of books, and the fragrance of the books floating moment, lift the sleeve wind elegant.
After an autumn rain, the hot weather was replaced by a slightly cold autumn, look to the west window, a few pieces of the remnants of the sun seems to have a breath left, hanging in the sky, at this moment, although there is a limitless sunset of the beauty, but to the moment has been nearly dusk.
Just now also calm as the pool of the river, now like a giant's chest, undulating. Raise your eyes and look, there is a silver band in the distance, gradually moving closer, blink of an eye, will be at hand, into a galloping horse, wearing a white mane. And then closer, that has been a jade ice sculpture of the Great Wall, tilted collapse, shock radical, swallowing the sky licking the sun
Summer has long since left, the fall came to face. The season full of vitality in the cycle of time quietly away, greeted by the golden autumn harvest.
Not long ago, the cold wind whisked through the sleeves, through the landscape, over the pear. The bright moon is no longer bright, light clouds gathered together.
Occasionally, the mountain village, three or two silent counting the four seasons beat. The sunny place is full of evening primrose, from late spring to early fall. They can be seen every month. The snow-colored flowers in the summer heat, the most elegant.
The weather in late spring, flooded with some lazy, especially in such a night, the lights are bleak, you and a lamp do not speak, choose to be silent so that the atmosphere more or less let a person a little sickly feeling. If at this time the ears suddenly rang the bells, deep and thick, meticulously peeled off the night, to knock your soul, what will you think of? I imagined in the darkness of the night, with trembling fingers to pluck through the heavy fog, through the heavy night, to reach the fifteenth century Paris. Standing before me is a huge Gothic building with tall towers piercing into the firmament. Crawling at the feet of the giant, I was but a humble ant. She is the world-famous Notre Dame de Paris, a vast symphony of magnificent stone.
You stumbled and grew, leading to an unknown place. I saw it clearly, but could not give a hug of encouragement. Thank you for ever trying so hard, and I will continue to cheer.
When I woke up, the water was gone, the mountains were gone, you were gone, and only my heart was beating alone and tenaciously. Only my heart on the windowsill. It's still lonely and tenacious, jumping from one beat to the next. Spring flowers, summer rain flood, autumn moon treacherous, winter snow pale.
This looks, on the contrary, is the life of the butterfly for the enviable. They are in a short spring to enjoy the sound foot in the flowers fluttering, once the spring flowers, will be cool martyrdom in the spring light to melt, as if their life is just for the sound dance and enjoyment to come, but to be a little more painful.
Years like a brocade, looking back, who is who ignorant memory, but also who has entered the dream of who, whose fingertips soften my heart, the wind rolled the remnants of the clothes, smile like a red face, so that I keep watch for a thousand years, indeed, as a flat boat touching the clear ripples.
Accompanied by the pace of the morning sun, strolling in the boundless wilderness. Thousands of melancholy replaced my tired figure in the sunset, a wisp of cold wind drifted by, woke up the intoxicated me, is already a residual cloud evening.
Han horse Xiao Guan riding gold armor, the city blood sand wind and snow dust. The war song of the Liao border, the flag red killing field sprinkle not yet, the white gentleman fairy full-fledged shadow, flowers Yin tears want to end still.
Life is like the sea, tolerance as a boat, boat in the sea, know the sea of broad; life is like a mountain, tolerance for the path, follow the path to climb the mountain, know the mountain of tall; life is like a song, tolerance is song, and song and song, know the song of the song.
Mother's love is a landscape painting, washed away the lead carving, leaving a fresh nature; mother's love is like a song, melodious, singing; mother's love is a warm wind, blowing away the snow, bring the infinite light of spring.
The sky is still beautiful, the dream is still pure, let yourself go, bravely fly in the sky of the dream, believe that you must do better.
Taste life, perfect human nature. The only way to improve is to think about it. We need to keep breaking ourselves and reassembling ourselves.
Mother's love is a ray of sunshine, so that your heart even in the cold winter can feel warm like spring; mother's love is a clear spring, so that your emotions even if the dust of the years is still pure and clean.
Deed of a person's hand, keep a city of old age, I wish to live up to the youth; to get a person's heart, dream a city of paintings, I wish to the end of the world; pouring a person of tenderness, drunkenness of a city of moonlight, I wish to **** a good night; Xu a person to keep each other, sighed a city of sand, I wish to be far away from the chaos; cherish a person's white head, memory of a city of eternal, I wish to be quiet years.
The wind, flowers, snow and moon carry flowing water, drunkenness and full of night light cup. The first time I saw this, it was a beautiful legend. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. Wine soaked tears, life is short who laughs wildly, Xiao Xiao cold moon wind broken knife.
A person's life is like an autumn leaf, come and go in a hurry. Some people are busy all their lives to give themselves too much pressure just to become that people outside but never really lived, some people are different, they and this group of people in the hall in general, found their own position, but not excessive pursuit but also do not let their own degradation, plainly flirting with life, in their hearts, they are the masters of this life, not because they have any overly skillful just because their hearts The first time I saw this, I had a happy, a love of life.
The gold of the Lane is contagious, the thin layer of golden ash spread to the green stone road, flooding the short stone wall, all the way to diffusion, all the way to rendering, and gradually, this gold with the air overflowing with happiness in the group of lovely Shanghai people in the heart of the warmth of the melting, but also melted my heart of the cold autumn.
The autumn of Lutang does not have the beauty of maple leaves in rows, but it has a unique autumn color. The west wind swept through the sycamore tree crown shaking a few times, brilliant leaves circled down to the ground, the ground suddenly had a ground broken gold.
In the fall, the leaves are gradually yellow, withered, and about to fall off, although the mother of the tree will experience this scene every year, but always so reluctant to give up on their children.
The cool wind blew on my brow, time stood still, and we are still passing.
I like the rainy night, the quiet night will amplify the sound of the rain, and will make the night more peaceful. The morning of that rain and the aroma of the soil is the cozy after the rain. Put a story, written in an autumn, although bleak, but also because of the memories and become beautiful.
The sky is still blue, azure blue called people can not help but yearn for. Summer is also the time when orchids bloom! The elegant fragrance always attracts butterflies of various colors, which adds a bit of vitality to orchids, and is also fascinating. It is only recently that I realized the words of the orchid: I love you, happiness is coming to you!
The heart is a more closed window, there is no sunshine, there is no touch of any kind of tender heart, cold memory, I just flying clouds, no support. The hand that once stretched out, I did not hold each other; that once the promise of the sea, I have not turned back. I just simply want a piece of their own sky, even if it is narrow, even if the encounter gale, I still want to carry out that a wandering.
I really want to, like want you want to crazy, that hot love, are poured into the hot sunflower, you in the hot emanate my love for you, I like in the roots of the sunflower, nourish the love for you. You are growing in the fiery heat of that beautiful love, all rooted in the acacia.
I am like standing at the bottom of your sunflower, looking at you all day long, looking at you. I think of your fiery beauty, I taste your fiery love, like that fiery sunflower growing in my heart, in my love.
It is you, so stay in my words refused to leave, become the light when I look back. It's you who can't stay away from my words and become the unchanging love of the ages. Beautiful my ink, warm my heart, let me write into the moonlight, write into the joy, write into the sadness, write into the thoughts, write into the depths of the red dust.
Visiting traces is a silent whisper, message is the irrigation of the spring, blessings is the flowers of the honey, greetings is the friendship of the bridge, and you meet in the network, is the fate of the coincidence, may this coincidence to maintain each other's friendship; to be able to walk into your world is the supreme glory and happiness, sincerely wishing friends: happy always with you!
Autumn wind through the branches of the trees, soaking the air. Autumn rain pattering lingering, talking about the breath of autumn cool, any flower residue leaves fall floating all over the ground, passing the winter is coming. Looking at the boundless dome, starry moonlight, gentle bright white moonlight, elegant embrace of the earth, the world dressed up, wrapped in silver Brahma clothes.
The heart of the cold, the heart of the ice cold, I was abandoned in the emotional ruins, scars, long struggle. The final came the courage to break through the clouds. Farewell to the past, the life of a guest, and then step on the dawn, meet the newborn.
Cut a most beautiful time to yourself, that is the tenderness of the shallow autumn. The wind is clear, and the moon is soft, and it tells the story of the heart. Cut a section of the most beautiful smile to yourself, that is the ripples of light autumn. When the clouds are clear and the wind is light, the boat passes by, carrying much warmth.
Purple small paper, still have the fragrance of flowers. Some tears, quietly left, moonlight, the case lightly set, above the remaining half of the poem. Once remembered, who wielded the brush, ink and paint; who wrote words like crazy, poetry show style, sprinkle write spring and autumn. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
The next step is to look across the mountains and listen to the murmuring of the water. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The fragrance of the flowers point into the dream to come, pulse breathless night, close the eyes of the wind and light clouds, the dream of self-flowering.
The moon on the window is quiet, the wind is cool from the lake, the fragrance of the lotus into the couch. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots.
Drinking under the flowers to sleep, wake up by white clouds. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service, and then you can get it back. Walking in the Yugong Yishan, see the bridge and flowing water, the strange stone silk algae, tasting the ancient text on the stone monument, the heart of the matter is more shallow.
May, looking back, there is a light fall of my pen, painted into the scenery you want, there is my lingering miss, warm your sometimes cold heart, there is my sincere blessing, send a wisp of long-lost nostalgia!
The eyebrows planted red beans, the lips have a clear stream, the heart has a peach. No matter which day you come, I will recognize you tenderly. That a drop of peach blossom tears, an easy cold fireworks, always in the pink wall, Jiangnan water sound hazy.
Autumn morning sky is misty, no matter from early to late autumn, day to day, every day is always new, the mist is always from light to thick, from shallow to deep, and even gray and white, covering the four fields, so that people figure out on their own, and quickly advancing to winter, the formation of fog, wind and snow, frost cohesion.
Green water sleeves on the stage Chinese embroidered dance, in love with the vermilion wooden chairs, soft couch incense flowers, chasing the dream of the road and how people in a hurry, Yangguan Road, galloping horses, inadvertently left behind a lot of flowers that could have been picked up in the arms of the spikes, missed the beauty of the sunrise; and the stage is ultimately brocade robes and cloths difficult to have been chosen to wear a chain of crystalline bright and dazzling, the twilight of the turn of the evening, look back, the world and not the world is lonesome, half a note of the fragrance dyed, all. Everything can not go back to the original countryside
Pulled sandalwood rocking chair, placed on an empty piece of the field, just sit down, a cup of tea, perhaps Mao Jian, or perhaps Pu'er, gently pursed, a ghostly tea fragrance faintly lingered between the lips and teeth, squinting eyes, waiting for the warmth of the sun's proximity.
Cold moonlight, light diarrhea in a lotus pond. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and the second time I was in the middle of the night. Only the tingling white lotus, not a word. The lake is like a mirror, and the knowledge is like a mirror. The night color is thick, quietly cover the waves.
The moon is on schedule, the cold moonlight collection in the bottom of my heart, the heart quietly also rose a round of bright moon. Toad light, there is not let go of the attachment, love, and a bone-deep longing. Close your eyes, the moon rises quietly, the window in front of the shadow of the tung, the autumn insects chirping. The scent of osmanthus flowers from afar drifted far away, in the haze, vaguely there are those gentle smile. I know, that is the cutting of thoughts, a lifetime accompanied by years.
The night quietly flowed, do not like the quiet, but prefer to listen to the window of the fengfei night rain. The rain is long, condensed into the fingertips can not be melted sadness. The condensation of ink into tears, the word into mourning, look back, fell all over the land full of despair. Things change, the old vow, tortured eyebrows a sigh, a deep obsession fell on the fingertips, afraid of not dare to raise the courage.
Sentences Containing Associated Words
Sentences Containing Associated Words
1. Uncle and auntie ****ed into lunch while catching up on the old days.
2. At times they felt depressed and at times they felt frenzied.
3. Life is both short and long, full of hardship and happiness.
4. Teachers are not only very attentive to us, but also very caring.
5, chrysanthemums not only for people to see, but also can be used to make tea.
6, she was a little hesitant at first, but then she not only participated in the performance, but also acted quite successfully.
7. They gossiped a lot while doing needlework.
8. She is both studious and disciplined, beautiful and kind.
9, she not only studied well, but also often participated in the school's cultural activities.
10, She is not only good at math, but also interested in English.
11, The meaning of the blossom is not only to bloom, but also to keep the fragrance of the flower in the heart.
12. Loneliness is not only a situation, but also a feeling.
13, brother comforted his mother while wiping away his own tears.
14, the wind dances with me, sometimes far from me, sometimes close to me, can not guess its heart.
15, Fahmy this person is both cheerful and subtle, both sociable and like to grind.
16, the future we are always both fear and hope, both reject and longing.
17, exercise can not only enhance physical fitness, improve immunity, and can make people refreshed, glowing, as well as it can make themselves appear more vigorous.
18, spring is both beautiful and lovely, both warm and colorful
19, spring spring not only makes everything revive, but also brings hope and beauty.
20, the scene script is both specific and rough, both practical and flexible
21, Dad looked up information while taking notes.
22, this stationery is both beautiful and practical; both money-saving and environmentally friendly, it's really a good idea.
23, Xiaohong not only can draw, but also helpful.
24, Xiaohong not only good grades, but also, singing is very good, often won awards.
25, I am sometimes hopeful, sometimes frustrated, sometimes frantic, sometimes deliberative.
26, our class president is both the best student in the class and the most diligent; both the most eloquent and the most helpful students.
27, the clouds in the sky is really ever-changing, sometimes as thin as silk cotton, sometimes piled up mountains, and sometimes change the cute little animals, it is really imaginative.
28, its harmony seems both grim and soft, both sad and euphemistic.
29, His loyalty to his master was not only single-minded, but prudent and intelligent.
30, He not only plays the piano but also the violin.
31, He is not only talented, but also extremely intelligent.
32, he not only has a high level of culture, but also has a deep culture, as well as a strong ability to deal with the world.
33, trees can both green the environment and create fresh air, both to balance the ecological environment, but also to protect the earth.
34, the investigation of a cadre, both in situ, but also to look at the other side; both to look at a post, but also to look at more than one post: not only to look at the official intention, but also to look at public opinion; not only to look at the achievements, but also look at the failure of the performance; not only to look at the near future, but also look at the long term; not only to look at the action, but also look at not to do; not only to look at the good times, and also look at the bad times.