The forest newspaper good words and sentences excerpts

The morning sun, as big as the wheels of an oxcart, as red as molten iron, with a spurt of light, sitting on the ridge in the east, with his hand lifting the light gauze-like mist.

When the dashing rain fell and the night was deep, Chang'an Street was like a long quiet river, with colorful headlights reflecting on the wetlands like speeding meteors.

The sky was dyed blood red by the setting sun, peach clouds reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the sky seemed to be on fire.

The sharp whistle tore through the gray sky, the train is like a green dragon, whistling and speeding south.

The golden sunlight through the cracks, sprinkled on the brown land breeding grass.

No need for words, even the heron on the grass just gently, gently fly, exhibiting a most beautiful arc in the dusk?

The peach tree is full of peaches, holding in the hand, as if holding a huge bead.

A pair of mountain birds flew in the yard, red beak, small and delicate body, all day in the cucumber frame shuttle.

Suddenly, a round of red sun, sprinkled with a road of golden light, like a golden whip, driving away the flying clouds and fog.

The red carp is like a piece of red silk dancing up and down on the water.

See the blue sky lined with light blue, a moment, light blue into orange and yellow, bordered with scarlet, this red light more and more, from the air straight to the surface, first a little, then a piece, quickly to the four sides of the diffusion.

A gust of spring wind, blowing away the clouds, the sun is happy to show a smile, the warmth and light sprinkled all over the lake.

The red sun hangs in the west, and the sea is flooded with layers of golden ripples. The sun has set out, leaving only a faint blush of color in the western sky.

Xuan red sunset to the river water into a magnificent golden wave, in the water and the sky connected to the trembling broken gold like the sea, drifting to a few return boat.

At this time, far ahead, countless layers of mountains above the misty clouds, suddenly appeared a red mist.

How many nights, the small lamp shining, accompanied me to review my homework, it knows my worries and joys.

The sun was lower, blood red, and the water was a dazzling expanse of light that stretched from the edge of the ocean to the edge of the boat.

School? Art Festival? carried out, I especially appreciate the display of colored eggs in the window, which are painted by students after school, there are classical characters stories, Peking Opera faces, and many small animal shapes.

The sun's reddish smile makes the hazy campus open up.

? Duk, Duk? , woodpeckers like naughty dolls, pointing at the forehead of the old tree grandfather.

My ? Jet? Really beautiful, the body is azure blue, wheel rims, steel wire spinning a circle of halo, a pedal, a strong forward leap, light, dexterous, stable.

The sun's two pillars of light across the room, like two transparent gold bands, within the glittering stars of dust.

The sun shone through the pale clouds and reflected a silvery light on the white earth, dazzling the eyes.

When the reddish sunlight was on the tips of the mountains, the fog pulled away like a curtain and the city gradually appeared in the golden sunlight.

The sea jumped out of a round of red sun, bright and colorful, the sea and air suddenly sprinkled with golden glory, the sea from the ink blue to blue.

I stopped and looked carefully, ah! It turned out to be carved with tree roots of two people, is dancing ballroom dancing, is so realistic! If it is not too small; you will definitely take it as a real person. The name of this bonsai is ? Dance and Sing? It really lives up to its name!

The afterglow of the setting sun stained the white clouds wandering in the blue sky, but also for them to set a bright crystal lace, these white clouds a moment into a rose sunset.

Look, the sunrise, the green bushes, one, a string of longan like a chubby little urchin, grinning mouth.

The reddish sun has just come out of the sea level, giving the beautiful and quiet sea a layer of rose color.

The sand gulls sometimes play in the water on the surface of the sea, sometimes like a flashing point of light chasing the white sails.

The afterglow of the setting sun through the haze clouds, sprinkled in the center of the river, forming a line of shimmering gold spots.

The pen holder is made of Coca-Cola cans, and the hundreds of small conch shells glued to the surface spell out a peculiar figure.

The stars had faded, and the sky began to whiten in the east, when the sky changed rapidly, gradually white to the eye, and then from the horizon began to radiate red lines one by one.

The tall poplar trees on both sides, the branches and leaves are gilded with a layer of golden red by the setting sun.

Grandpa likes to listen to the commentary, using the brown record player, old teeth, poor contact, listening to listen to the sound of the sound, with a clap of the hand and sound.

The big head chub has been floating on the surface of the water, like a pair of flying scissors, cutting turquoise silk. The surface of the water rippled in circles, like the petals of flowers on the green satin.

Gradually, the fog in the east first some red, in the, this red more and more thick, then suddenly cut a line of bright red, that bright red suddenly jumped out of a red wheel of light.

Hot sunshine red sorghum, steamed yellow maple leaves, baked scorched the side of the mountain highway.

The sun in the sunrise greeted the red face, all of a sudden, ten thousand channels of golden light through the treetops to the water tinted with a layer of carmine red.

I have a worn-out, floral schoolbag in my desk bucket, and although it is worn out, it is my boat, a piece of treasure.

The sky was blue and clear, and the brilliant sunlight was coming down from between the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming a beam of thick and thin light columns, and illuminating the shade of the forest, which was floating in a gauzy mist.

The sky red clouds, the sea full of golden waves, the red sun like a furnace boiling steel, spewing out, golden light dazzling.

Phoenix bird all gray feathers, tail is very short, froze like a sparrow, the only phase of the difference, is that they have a long curved and sharp mouth.

Did not dare to look up at the sun, only feel everywhere dazzling, the air, the roof, the ground, are a bright white, white with a bit of red, from top to bottom of the whole like a great fire mirror, each is the focal point of the fire mirror, as if everything is about to burn up.

It was eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the bright sunlight coated the leaves of the trees with a halo of gold and silver.

The sun in late fall is covered with a reddish-orange lampshade, radiating a soft light that warms the body and face.

The sunlight was filtered through the layers of leaves, and the light became a pale, round, gently swaying halo.

The waning sun was slanting over the western mountains, and everything on the ground was covered in a blurred rose color.

The sun was being entwined by thin clouds, letting out a pale dazzling white light.

The golden morning sunshine gradually dyed the eastern sky red, and the tall main peak of Mount Huangshan was dyed scarlet by the brilliant clouds.

The distant lofty mountains, in the sunshine, covered with a golden yellow coat, looks particularly beautiful.

The warm sunshine, through the dense leaves sprinkled down, into a point of golden light spots.

Bright sunshine through the gap between the leaves, through the early fog, a strand of sprinkled all over the campus.

A fuchsia colored sunrise appeared in the sky, like a blooming red rose.

Televisions, tape recorders, electric fans, refrigerators, washing machines, air-conditioning units, VCRs embellished the rooms with colorful and glowing lights, and small computers played an important role in the family.

Half of the setting sun's face had already disappeared into the horizon, and dusk drifted in with a cool breeze.

My little alarm clock is a light blue shell, silver-white bracket, round clock plate covered with a piece of transparent glass, the shape is beautiful and exquisite.

The library contains more than 90,000 books, ranging from students' work to Shakespeare's plays, and from simple science books to Einstein's magnum opus.

The sun has just risen, and it shines brightly in all its splendor, illuminating the whole world.

In the morning, the sun is like a new bride who just went out, shyly showing half a face.

The sun jumped violently and popped out of the sea, and all of a sudden, the vast and boundless sky and sea were covered with dazzling golden light.

The sunrise shot its light to the lake, the breeze rose, the fine waves jumped, stirred up the lake full of broken gold.

The hot sun tanned his dark spine so much that it seemed to be bubbling with oil.

The sunrise began to look like a flat round lamp rising into the air, in a flash, it will form a round wheel of fire, rising high, spraying out ten thousand channels of gold amplitude, to all things covered with a layer of brilliant ` haze glory.

The spring sun to the Shenzhen airport baked warm, huge passenger planes like a sound asleep whale, parked on the tarmac.

The summer sun is like hot chili water, and there is no shade on the open streets. The majestic mountain peaks are gilded by the summer sun, more precipitous, spectacular!

The branches of the trees along the road cut the setting sun, showering the crumbs of light over and over again onto the gold-tinted ground.

This landscape cork painting brings a mountain breeze to the living room, and every time you enjoy it, you feel refreshed and elegant.

Not far away there is a group of spring birds, they are flying over the bamboo forest, as if in the dance to the news of the imminent arrival of spring winds and rains, told to the bamboo forest eager for spring winds and rains.

The siren issued a majestic roar, the ship like a steel horse, chopping waves, to the far side of the rush.

It finally took shape: a broadband to make a not too small cloth pockets, it really looks like a boat, and embroidered on it? Study well, every day up? The word "good" is also embroidered on the top.

Everything on the ground are hot gold like, in the original various colors of the surface, thickly stained with a touch of orange and yellow, and reflect the road dazzling light.

The winter sun is as pale as the moon.

Soon, a red ball that jumped out of the ocean, the water and sky connected to the place suddenly became a sea of fire.

The sun pecked through the eggshell of the night, poked his head out, shyly looking at the earth.

The pink and green mackerel made a big show of ? , floating to the surface for a while, diving under the water for a while.

The snow stopped, and the setting sun pushed the clouds gently away, spitting out a faint pink color.

An ordinary brush of ? height? is about 6 inches, and this construction is precisely to suit the writing needs of different styles of writing such as regular script, running script and cursive script.

Needle tie about to be counted native folk crafts, although? The soil? But it's not the same thing. The earth? lovely,? The earth? It's simple. Fine? Two words.

The delicate sunrise, has jumped out from the east behind the mountains, ten thousand times red haze overflowing, and the valley slowly rising morning mist mingling, changing the colorful halo.

The sky was clear, there was not a cloud in the sky, and the sun baked the surface to a rolling hot.

The sun went down, and its extraordinary glare shot out from the treetops, coloring the white clouds in blood and the green hills in blood.

The pomegranates are already ripe, and some of them have opened their delicate mouths, revealing their beads of watery red seeds.

The golden sunlight poured down into the blue waves, making the monotonous and calm sea become a little colorful.

In late fall, the sun hangs lazily in the sky, like an old man dozing with a smiling face.

Although it is only a clay tiger, it looks really lively because of its realistic shape.

The sun works hard all year long, and in winter, it is exhausted and can hardly release any heat.

The seagulls flapped their long and full wings, let out a high-pitched call, towards the direction of the sky and water, disappeared between the two suns.

The grapes in the vineyard are like a thousand branches of purple bullet falling tassels, like a rack of green clouds hanging embroidered belt.

1 By this time, the setting sun had already reached the top of the mountain, and the western half of the sky, like a great ball of fire, burned with a blood-red evening sun.