Good Words
1, Cicada Silkworms old cocoon
2, white bright black dark fat
3, the spring silkworms self-fettered white fat and shiny
4, Whale swallowing silkworms Jasper's silkworm room spring silkworms silk
5, the father of the valley silkworms and mothers, the white and green, silkworms eat whales swallowed
6, tireless silkworms and crabs Converse wobbly
5, the father of the Valley silkworm mother, white, green, silkworms eat whales swallowed
6, tireless silkworms, crabs Converse wobbly
Good Sentences
1. Baby silkworms only like to eat mulberry leaves, and they have to use scissors to break them up, otherwise the cocoon will be black. Once, I washed the mulberry leaves clean, the water above a drop does not wipe, that this watery, more delicious, the silkworms must be more like to eat, but the silkworms are not moving, the students told me that this is not good to feed the silkworms. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
2, the silkworms grow fast and eat a lot, today I see them eat all the mulberry leaves at once, I want to give them some fresh, but ran to the place where the mulberry leaves, alas! But when I ran to the place where I put the mulberry leaves, there was not a single mulberry leaf left. I thought: look at the baby silkworms will soon spit silk, and now there are no mulberry leaves, let them starve? How pitiful it would be! So I took some leaves to feed them, but they don't even look at them, preferring to starve.
4, the appetite of silkworms can be big. A plastic bag full of mulberry leaves, a day and a half of work to eat up. In order to provide them with enough mulberry leaves, my mother and I have to go to the street once every two or three days to buy, and sometimes we also go to the park to pick mulberry leaves, so as to ensure that the silkworm babies eat a full stomach. They love to eat fresh mulberry leaves, but when they are hungry, even the nasty dry leaves can be swallowed.
5, these silkworm babies have been as thick as a pencil, really all head, motionless dreaming. They are scattered sleeping in the green mulberry leaves, like a sailboat traveling on the blue sea, fresh, refreshing, refreshing. What a lovely little Jingxi ah!
6, I picked up a silkworm look left and right, its head is big, but the eyes are small, like a small black dot. The body is section by section, with a small black dot growing on each side of each section. When I pinched the body of the silkworm, its feet were firmly stuck to a leaf, and it took some effort to separate them. It turns out that the feet of the silkworm is like a sucker!
7, the look of the baby silkworms is a little strange, its body and white and fat, slightly smaller at both ends of the middle large, bulging shape, about my small thumb thick. Look carefully, you will find that their body is a section of a section, the abdomen has a black ring. On both sides of the body there are some black dots, dad said that is the stomata. At first glance, there is a small black dot on the head of the baby silkworms, but when you look carefully, you realize that it is their mouth. When they eat mulberry leaves, mouth open like a rake, eat mulberry leaves to arch a arch. I don't like their scalp, wrinkled, ugly dead. Silkworm baby's feet are also really many, a count of the total **** have fourteen. Chest has three pairs of tail see, pointed feet, abdomen has four pairs of round fleshy feet, I really do not know what they want so feet to do.
8, the baby silkworms eat all day long, you will say that it is gluttonous, but I always think that they are in the cocoon and spit out the silk to accumulate energy.
9, baby silkworms eat mulberry leaves is very smart, a big mouth to eat leaf meat, leaving all the leaf tendons sentence /, they have eaten mulberry leaves like a net.
10, the silkworm is very poor. It is very small, a careless will be trampled to death, the boys in our class also pinch the silkworms to play Jengluohan, the results of the bottom one was crushed to death. Some with a pencil to poke a classmate's silkworms, silkworms flowed a lot of blood, and then died, I secretly sad for them.
11, the silkworms began to spit, one by one, their heads, chest, slowly swaying around, spit, spit, endless, as if the silkworms have a group of silk threads in the stomach, never finish pulling, not a few days, spit a thick layer.
12, it is wearing a snow-white clothes. And chubby. Black black mouth, a section of the body. There are a few small spots on the side. There are 16 feet, tiny, with a few fine hairs on them. When you put it on your hand, it will feel itchy and won't fall off. When it eats mulberry leaves, it eats them little by little, rustling, like it is raining outside.
13, I carefully observe them: it turns out that the silkworm body is divided into six or seven limbs, each limb on both sides of the small black spots like stars. The front is its head, with small star-like eyes and a small brown mouth. Under the body there are six or seven pairs of small feet, feet with fluff, can stick to the wall and leaves.
Good Words and Sentences for Describing Crowds of People A Complete List of Good Words and Sentences for Describing Hilarity1. The square was crowded with people, as if it were dotted with stars in the starry sky.
2. There were as many people coming and going on the street as there were dumplings coming off the pot!
3. People were crowded like ants.
4. As the sky darkened, the colorful lights in the square were lit up, and people came out of their homes with a happy mood. Gradually, more and more people gathered, shoulder to shoulder constantly from the entrance. Flower beds are full of people, standing around the fountain full of people, there are a lot of people in the square ah!
5. Originally, when he was down and out, his house was full of people. Now that he's been awarded the top prize, his house is really crowded.
6. Ever since he became famous, his house has been full of people.
7. On the day of the Spring Festival, there were so many people walking in the square! A black and pressurized piece, like dense ants, surrounded by the water.
8. The square was crowded, like a starry night.
9. Catch the temple fair is too many people really crowded, overcrowded, people from person to person is really rubbing shoulders and sweating like rain.
10. Yangmingshan flower season, full of cherry blossoms full of valleys, flower people crowded the entire hill.
11. I saw the scene, that guy, that's really a sea of people, firecrackers, gongs and drums, red flags.
12. At nightfall, we came to Tianyi Square. Here is a sea of people, laughter, really a bustling world.
13. After dinner, we found the guide with the red flag. Wow, a sea of people, are going to Haiyue Bay Water Park, no car, we actually sat in a rented bus, a **** five, a long convoy to Haiyue Bay set off!
14. A sea of people, looking at the black pressurized can not see the edge!
15. Recently, domestic tourism has become popular, so when it comes to holidays, tourist attractions are always crowded.
16. As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of people, and the streets are crowded.
17. It seemed as if the whole world had come to compete for the only truckload of air in the world.
18. Catch the temple fair is too many people really crowded, overcrowded, people next to people crowded people really shoulder to shoulder rubbing sweat like ah.
19. Look over there, a sea of people, a glimpse of the head, that a person's head than the ants are more ah!
20. Yangmingshan flower season, full of cherry blossoms full of valleys, flower people crowded the whole mountain.
21. The soccer stadium is crowded with people waiting to watch the game.
22. Gradually, more and more people gathered, shoulder to shoulder constantly from the entrance. The side of the flowerbed was full of people, standing around the fountain was full of people.
23. Look over there, a sea of people, a glimpse of the head, that a person's head than ants more ah!
24. The street is really crowded, very crowded, everyone raised their sleeves like a colorful cloud.
25. There are so many people on the street, everyone walking around, very crowded, like the sea rushing waves like endless streams.
26. On the day of the Spring Festival, walking in the square, there were so many people! A dark and pressurized piece, like a dense ants, surrounded by the water.
27. Chang'an Street spontaneously rushed to send off the Prime Minister of the crowd lined the ten-mile-long street, like a long dragon, the front can not see the head of the team, the rear can not see the end of the team. The golden leaves flutter in the air like a fluttering golden butterfly. In the fields, the crops are ripe, and the harvesters are rumbling, composing a golden symphony. Everything is so brilliant and dazzling.
Second, people often say that autumn is the season of harvest. Yes, Jingzhou's fall is full of harvest scenes. The cool autumn wind blew slowly, the green earth all of a sudden turned golden yellow. Splendid and gorgeous colors hang all over the branches, the earth glittering, spewing out the silk fragrance. Orchard on the grapevine hanging a bunch of famous big, round, as if the crystal jade-like big grapes. Cotton blossomed once again with the sunrise. At this time, the sky was high, the clouds were light, and the golden fields proved that the rice harvest was abundant again! My land of fish and rice is a busy place. Zhu Na Zhi "I love the beauty of my hometown"
Third, there is not a cloud in the air, there is not a bit of wind, a round of scorching sun overhead, all the trees are listless and lazily standing there.
Fourth, the winter sun is afraid of cold like hiding into the heavy fog, cowering and dare not show their faces.
V. The summer air is hot and stuffy, like a match can be lit on fire.
Six, spring is coming, the spring wind blew green grass, blowing open small flowers. What a beautiful spring!
July, the blue sky, hanging fireball-like sun, clouds seem to be burned by the sun, also disappeared without a trace.
VIII. Autumn, a fruitful name.
Nine, the harsh winter, snowflakes splitting head and face to the earth, as if to swallow the whole world, every corner is not spared. The eaves of the houses are frozen with ice ribs, and the Red River is frozen with big thick ice. The sun dims. Nature shriveled; the colors slowly faded under the October clouds; the peaks had been covered with snow. The grassland has been covered with a thick fog damp woods muting (jian) silent, as if in a quiet cry. Deep in the woods, a lonely bird mildly and timidly called, it again felt that winter is coming.
eleven, one evening, I went out for a walk, and suddenly felt that I was enveloped in a strange and beautiful scenery.
twelve, the fireball-like sun hanging high in the air, scorching the earth, the ground heat wave, burning face and come. If you brush a layer of paste on the concrete floor, it must be quickly baked into a large piece of fragrant pancakes, calling people greedy.
Thirteen, the autumn moon Yang Ming Yun, winter ridge show cold pine. (Tao Yuanming: The Four Seasons)
xiv. The green grass, reeds, and red, white, and purple wildflowers were steamed by the hot sun high in the sky, and the air was full of sweet intoxication.
XV. The southern neighbor can be remembered more, and the cloth is broken in winter without redemption. (Lu You: "October 28th wind and rain")
XVI, since the time is the depth of winter, gradually approaching the hometown, the weather and dark, cold wind blowing into the cabin, whistling, from the gap to look out, the yellow sky, near and far across the several depressed deserted villages, there is no some vitality. My heart couldn't help but be sad. --Lu Xun "hometown"
seventeen, June day, the child's face, say change, just now or clear skies, a moment is the dark clouds rolling, lightning and thunder.
XVIII, the hot sun directly on the earth, play the power of summer, even the crows on the trees also open mouth gasping.
xix, when the winter snow flies, this mountain pass (ao) seems particularly quiet, everywhere is white, the snow decorated the mountains into a crystalline world, so that the mountains and rivers are more magnificent and colorful.
twentieth, near the mid-autumn, the sky a blue, clear sky, the golden phoenix to send cool, it is refreshing.
XXI, the sun is like a boss boss fireball, light burning, the highway is the hot sun baked hot, foot step down a string of white smoke.
Twenty-two, the sky wall haze (mai) haze, a tile gray, like to fly like snow.
Twenty-three, the summer, the day so hot that even dragonflies only dare to stick to the shade of the trees to fly, as if afraid of the sun hurt their wings.
Twenty-four, the early summer sunshine from the dense layer of branches and leaves down, the ground printed with the size of the copper coin sparkling spot.
Twenty-five, between the sky and water, all clear, warm air with a strong fragrance of osmanthus.
Twenty-six, the day is gradually breaking dawn, light green sky set with a few remnants of the star, the earth is hazy, as shrouded in silver gray veil.
Twenty-seven, spring is not the first to see, but smell.
Twenty-eight, the cold wind rolled goose feather snow came, suddenly, Changbai Mountain silver, full of white.
Twenty-nine, the naughty north wind whistling came, want to blow down the snow coat, want to blow away the snow quilt.
Thirty, July summer, tile blue tile blue sky without a trace of clouds, the hot sun scorching the earth, the water in the river scalding, the soil in the ground smoke.
Thirty-one, sounding the psalm to start the autumn wind, set the wine to fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: The Poem of the Four Airs)
Thirty-two, a gust of autumn wind blew, a piece of fallen leaves in the forest fluttering, playful. The ground is like a thick carpet, and there is a rustling sound when you step on it. The maple tree is like a drunken wine, the face of the drunken red, really beautiful.
Thirty-three, in the fall, the weather gradually cooled up, the surface of the pool floated a layer of white mist, slowly rose to mid-air, the small pond shrouded up, far away, there is a sense of not knowing the true face of the pond, but also like a mirage (shen) building hidden in the fog. Wang Yangyang "small pond in the campus"
Thirty-four, biting north wind issued a bleak screech, withered grass and leaves flying all over the sky, the world between the yellow dust, chaotic.
Thirty-five, those upright green trees now also took off the green clothes, put on the yellow fashion, far away from the mountains, a golden yellow.
Thirty-six, the mid-winter season, snow days need not be mentioned, is not snow, the sky is always confused, gray, gray, like the scenery at the beginning of the Department, like the Arctic Circle of what the day like, like a walking photo. -- Qin Mu, "Europe's wind, snow and haze (mai)"
Thirty-seven, the weather is sweltering hot, not a breeze thick air seems to have frozen.
Thirty-nine, swarms of bees were busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying diligently around.
Forty, summer is here, and the boiling heat is steaming over the land, glistening as if it were fish swimming in a stream.
Forty-one, autumn high, blue sky like wiping the spotless glass, sheer clouds, snow-white snow-white, like milk.
Forty-two, the streets of the willow tree like a disease, the leaves hanging in the dust in the branches of the roll, the branches do not move. The road is glowing with white light, the vendors do not dare to shout, the Plexiglas signboards in front of the stores, also seems to melt in the sun.
Forty-three: In early summer, wildflowers of all colors bloomed, red, purple, pink and yellow, like brilliant spots embroidered on a large green carpet;
Forty-four: That day, the sky was hot and crazy. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some of the gray gas that seemed to be cloudy and not cloudy and not foggy, floated low in the air, making people feel suffocated. It was a long drought without rain in the summer, the hot sun baked the old loach in the field are turning white, the village side of the creek, the creek water a few inches lower, those exposed to the water surface of the stone, steeply bigger.
Forty-five, the hot sun in the sky, on both sides of the road, ripe grain in the heat bending down, head down. Grasshoppers, as numerous as blades of grass, chirped faintly and noisily again in the fields of wheat and rye, and among the reeds on the banks.
Forty-six, the hot umbrella of fire in the air, hot fish in the river dare not show the water, birds dare not fly out of the mountains, is the village of the dog is just a long tongue gasping.
Forty-seven, the birds do not know where to hide to go; grass and trees are downcast, as if dying, etc.; only that the robin, can not stop in the branches of the broken high call; really broken gongs and drums in the blazing sun shouting to support!
Forty-eight, winter fields, seems particularly empty, vast. The northeast wind in the field of an unobstructed whistling. The village woodpile was blown flying up, the big tree like a strong spirit, trying to stand firm, let their own branches and the wind noise, shaking, but the branches of the front and back of a few yellow leaves were blown off. But a few yellow leaves on the branches were blown off. As if afraid of the cold, these leaves rolled one after another toward the ditch and toward the feet of the passers-by. --Li Jun, "In the blizzard.
Forty-nine, the wind blew with a slight warmth, and at times sent the cuckoo's call, which was telling us that spring had returned.
Fifty, the weather is gradually cooler, the noisy cicadas were blown away by the autumn wind, in its place is the inscription of the evening crickets.
Fifty-one: Autumn is a harvest scene everywhere, full of the strong fragrance of fruit, full of people's joyful laughter.
fifty-two, I do not know near the water flowers first hair, suspected by the winter snow has not been canceled. (Zhang Pian: Early Plum)
Fifty-three, the earth in the snow under the dream of spring, spring to realize this dream.
Fifty-four, the earth to this cold season, everything has changed, the sky is gray, as if after a gale, presented a chaotic weather, and the blue sky flying snow. People walked fast, and the breath in their mouths seemed to smoke when they encountered the cold.
Fifty-five: It is easier to occupy the empty space of spring than to squeeze into the cistanche of summer.
Fifty-six: In the golden autumn, the earth is golden, and everything changes their appearance.
Fifty-seven, the leaves of the trees from green to yellow, one after another spinning down, soft look; maple tree leaves on the red, as if a big red cloud; leaves in the autumn wind urging, dancing in the air, finally fell into the river, as if a small boat floating around.
Fifty-eight, summer, in my impression is the early morning crystal bright dewdrops and night numerous stars.
Fifty-nine, spring with the falling flowers gone, the summer cloaked in green leaves in the warm wind bouncing to come.
60, the children winter school haunted than neighbor, according to the shore fools but Zi Zhen. (Lu You: "Autumn suburban residence
61, a heavy snow, roadside trees decorated with silver flowers, buildings like jewels shining dazzling silver.
Sixty-two: Autumn means maturity. After a continuous autumn rain, the wind with a clear earthy and rice, fruit ripe fragrance, in the slightly dry air, let a person feel extraordinarily comfortable. Ripe rice, like a shy little girl, head down; sorghum like a drunken man, from the face has been red to the neck; snow-white cotton piled up into a small mountain; red light like apples, golden oranges are mouth-watering (xian) three feet looking at the harvest scene, people's faces showed a smile of joy. Zhou Libo "Autumn"
sixty-three, straight cement road has been covered with a long white carpet, so pure, so crystal, looks really call people can not bear to put their feet on it.
sixty-four, winter, snowflakes like crystal transparent elves, mischievous tumbling down the mountainside, fell on the ground.
Sixty-five, a light wind, snowflakes quietly sprinkled all over the land, to the fields covered with a thin layer of silver carpet.
66, winter, the sky up goose feather snow, everywhere is a white, only the pine tree is still so bright green, a little snow flakes drifting down on the top, as if it is a white flower.
Sixty-seven, the sun in the fall of mild with a slight chill, the scenery more and more sparse and crisp, all the beauty of the light to the indescribable.
Sixty-eight, the fields are full of fruit, here a golden, there a piece of orange red, the fall of the earth dressed in a glimpse of the beautiful carpet.
Sixty-nine, spring with the falling flowers gone, the summer cloaked in green leaves in the warm wind jumping to come.
seventy, early winter morning, I came to the terrace, clear cool air into the lungs, feel relaxed. The distant mountains look better than usual in the clouds. Nearby trees entangled in a light mist, like hanging a milky white veil, the residual red leaves on the trees like a butterfly fluttering, really beautiful. Many trees have lost their leaves, but only the pines and cypresses are not afraid of the cold and are still so green. --Tan Chun, "Early Winter Morning"
Seventy-one, the whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, making people breathless. Dogs lie on the ground and spit out their bright red tongues, and the nostrils of mules and horses are flared especially wide.
seventy-two: In the golden fall, the ground was full of yellow leaves, and the earth turned into a golden world.
seventy-three, midsummer May, blue sky, clear sky, the rising sun, emerald green fields in a fiery sunshine, slowly turned into a dark green.
seventy-four, the arrival of winter, the hundred flowers that have been extinct. (Chen Yi: "Plum")
Seventy-five, willow leaves rolled, small flowers lowered their heads, the lake water bubbling hot, the small fish will not be cooked, right? Ah, don't worry, don't worry, the dragonfly came flying, flying very, very low, circling the lake, this is it reporting - it is going to rain, it is going to rain.
seventy-six, autumn with a golden, light steps, quietly came to earth.
seventy-seven, the autumn in the north of Serbia, the time and space Chambers, blue clean and bright.
Good Words About Spring
Lichun New Spring Spring Flood Spring Tree
Spring Dream Spring Mountain Spring Festival Events Valley Rain
Early Spring Rain Spring Sting Spring Spring Equinox
Early Spring Spring Color Spring Glow Spring Flower Spring Light
Spring Cold Spring Bird Spring Nectar Spring Grass
Spring Warmth Spring Intention Spring Three Spring Middles Spring
Spring Water Spring Breeze Spring Tide Yang Spring Twilight Spring
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Spring blossoms are in full bloom, the birds are singing and the swallows are dancing, and the trees are flourishing in spring
Everything is renewed, the bees are flying and the butterflies are dancing, and the spring mountains are like makeup
Spring colors are fascinating, the red plums are announcing the return of spring to the land
Peach red and willow green, spring is full of joy, and spring is in full bloom
Spring river is like a training course, and spring colors are declared, and spring waters are swirling
Summer starts at the beginning of the year, and the first day of the year is the beginning of the year
Summer is in full bloom, the middle of the year, and the middle of the year is in the middle of the year. Midsummer Summer
Summer summer summer dress summer night summer time
Summer summer late summer early summer long summer
Bitter summer department summer cool summer hot summer summer consume summer
Blazing cool heat hot hot heat
Scorching scorching sultry hot fire hot wind hot wave
Medium department to avoid the department to consume the department cool cool cool
Sharp cool nalang three volts of the day hot and scorching hot day
Autumn Coolness Autumn Light
Autumn Nights Autumn Leaves Autumn Clouds Autumn Frost Autumn Chrysanthemums
Autumn Scenery Autumn Harvest Autumn Intentions Early Autumn
Midsummer Autumn Autumn Golden Autumn Mid Autumn Mid Autumn Late Autumn Late Autumn
Residual Autumn Twilight Autumn Three Autumns
Autumn High and Sharp Autumn Winds Autumn Wind and Red Leaves
Frosty Leaves Know Autumn Withered Leaves Roaming the River
Autumn Coolness Like Water A Wide Puddle of Autumn Water Autumn Moon Like Mirror
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Good Words about Winter
Winter Winter Winter Month Winter Day
Winter Time Winter Solstice Winter Solstice Winter Snow
Lip Winter Winter Winter Solstice Winter Winter Deep Winter Winter Late Winter
Remaining Winter Winter Winter Winter Winter Cold Winter Winter Winter Winter Severe Winter Winter Winter Winter Rong Winter
Little Cold Cold Cold Small Cold Small Snow Large Snow Snow Snow Ice and Ice Snow
The snowflakes are fluttering, and the snow is snowy
The trees are withering, and the Chinese plums are blossoming, and the cypresses are cold
The rain in the sky is drifting, like fine sand flying all over the sky; it brings a hope for the earth's greenery, and nourishes the tips of the leaves, and also brings a delightful feeling for the ducks of the rivers and ponds, looking for the rain of the autumn. Interest, searching for the mystery of the fall.
Spring breeze peach and plum blossom day, autumn rain sycamore leaves
Broken rainbow and clear rain, the net autumn sky, mountain dyeing new green eyebrow Broken rainbow: the remnants of the rainbow. Song Huang Tingjian "Nian Nujiao"
To the dashing evening rain sprinkled the river sky, a wash of clear fall Dashing: the appearance of a light rain landing. Song Liu Yong's "Eight Voices of Ganzhou"
Autumn winds blowing white waves, autumn rain whimpering defeat lotus. Yuan Sadusi's "Nine Songs on the Lake of Sheyang in Gaoyou"
The rain in the fall hides a very nice smell. Pears are fragrant, pineapples are sweet, and apples, oranges, so many sweet smells, all hiding in the little drops of rain! Children's feet, often hooked by the scent.
Autumn rain, blowing a golden trumpet, it tells everyone that winter is coming. Little magpies to branches to build houses, squirrels to find pine cones as food, small frogs digging holes, ready to sleep comfortably. Pine and cypress put on thick, oily clothes, poplar, willow leaves floating to the foot of the tree ****. They are all preparing for winter.
Autumn rain, bring the earth is a song of harvest, bring children is a song of joy.
Autumn rain is a key. It brings coolness and tenderness, gently, gently, while you are not paying attention, open the door of autumn.
Autumn rain has a box of colorful paints. Look, it gave the yellow to the ginkgo tree, yellow leaves like a small fan, fan which fan which, fan away the summer heat. It gave the red to the maple tree, red maple leaves like a stamp, floating wow wow, mailed the cool fall. The golden color is given to the fields. Look, the fields are like a golden sea. Orange-red is for the fruit trees, oranges, persimmons you squeeze me, scrambling for people to pick! Chrysanthemum fairies get more colors, purple-red, yellowish, snow-white beautiful chrysanthemums in the autumn rain frequently nodded.
Autumn rain, pattering down, like a picture scroll without end.
Autumn rain falls and drifts. Like silk, like silk, like fog, like smoke. Falling on the face of the cool silk, flowing into the mouth, sweet, like rice wine, like honey, so that people such as drunk, such as a dream, such as crazy, such as intoxicated.
Autumn rain, like smoke and mist, noiselessly sprinkled on the empty space in the pile of rubble, withered leaves, wet the ground, wet the room, wet the tree.
Autumn rain rustling down, this is it in the performance. Played a piece of yellow rice paddies, played a red maple tree, played the golden, played a symbol of maturity, harvest of autumn colors.
Autumn rain swish down. The fine rain weaves a gray mantle between heaven and earth.
The sky washed by the fall rain is as blue and transparent as the sea. The white clouds are like light boats with sails, floating slowly on the water.
Lodging rain comes to rest in the morning, and the empty mountains are clear of autumn air Lodging rain: last night's rain. Tang Li Duan's "Walking in the Mountains of Maoling with Wei Jinbu"
The rainy path is green, and the frosty garden is full of red leaves Green: green grass. It means that after the rain, the path in the garden is full of green grass, and after the frost, the garden is full of red leaves, and the courtyard is a desolate and lonely scene. Tang Bai Juyi's "Sima House"
The rain is cold in the fall, the wind is strict, and the river is clear and crisp.