1. The moon is silver-white, somewhat transparent, as if carved from jade, pure and flawless. When the moon is waning, it looks like a small boat. Riding on it, you can go to the beautiful night sky, play with the stars, and talk to the silent night.
2. The moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival has no flaws at all. It is like jade and as dazzling as crystal. The moonlight is so soft and crystal clear. Under her illumination, everything in time becomes Silvery white, it shines as if it were plated with silver, and everything looks so harmonious and beautiful.
3. In the silent night sky, the moon slowly climbed into the sky from behind the treetops, bright and round, like a jade plate. The gentle moonlight pours down like water, as if sliding over a pleasant piano sound.
4. The earth was shrouded in a hazy night, and the moon girl quietly showed her round smiling face, looking down at the vast earth, villages, mountains, rivers, and fields, like a lifelike jade sculpture, solemn and beauty.
5. The moon at night walks among the clouds, walks through the silent hills, walks through the clear ponds, travels through mountains and rivers, and comes to my small window, murmuring songs, murmuring songs .
6. Under the moon, the silver glow spreads, covering everything in the world, and all living objects will be grateful to the moon for its compassion. What a beautiful and romantic time.
7. The moon is like a deposit of life. It is here to soothe the tired soul. It is the final resting place for the body. Quietly and quietly, like a mother's hand touching the baby's naked body, it is full of Love, full of warmth, will accompany you to sleep peacefully.
8. Pick off a piece of plain white moonlight and hold it in your hand. It is simple and quiet, restrained, like the ice heart of a jade pot described by Wang Changling, with a gentle and elegant ancient meaning, bright, cool and containing There is a touch of Zen charm, the elegance and tranquility of the wind blowing the cold flowers into the loving embrace.
9. The moonlight dances down one after another, like a butterfly in love with a flower, kissing my arm and moistening my eyes. At hand, there is a volume of Song poetry and a cup of green tea, and I read that the dew is thick, the flowers are thin and the moon is all over the sky.
10. When the flowers are good and the moon is full, you symbolize the beauty of the scenery; when the moon is closed and the flowers are shy, you ripple your shy appearance. The wind, flowers, snow and moon, you interpret the elegance of the four seasons, and the curling autumn moon, you show the purity of the soul.
11. The moon spreads the clear brilliance of silver and the artistic conception of snow, carrying the mission of Yue Lao, leaving a long shadow for lovers, like an elf at night, interpreting the magnificent scenery for the night.
12. Even if the moon is dark, it will shine its refracted clear light through the sky. It can be called the most true brother of the earth. You are in unparalleled sincerity with the earth. You silently and simply watch the vast world. Ancient night sky.
13. The stars move around, the moon shows the inner movement of the celestial body, the waxing and waning changes, you romanticize the colorful scenery, you colorfully display the peace and joy of the Lantern Festival, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, you It contains the longing for hometown and family affection.
14. The moon is bright and clear, hanging high in the sky, and the stars are dazzling your figure, Pingting. The flowing light is soft and the charm is crystal clear. The night sets off your poetic soul.
15. Sitting alone in front of the window at dusk, when I looked up inadvertently, a full moon jumped into my eyes, hanging in the eastern sky like a light yellow disk.
16. The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk. The moon is rising, and the faint moonlight shines through the treetops and onto the ground, vaguely like a dream.
17. The round moon is bright and bright, like a night light hanging in the sky, bringing a touch of light and warmth to the dark night.
18. The moonlight is like water, quietly shining on the ground, covering the earth with a silver-gray gauze skirt. She is wearing a white shirt, demure and serene, gentle and generous, and her face is like a jade plate. , through the willow branches, leaving a gentle smile.
19. The moon hangs like a curved silver hook on the treetops. The hazy night covers the earth with a veil. The light reflected by the lights in the house is connected with the stars in the sky. , hazy as if you are in the vast and boundless sky.
20. The floating clouds, as soft as catkins and as light as silk, are rising slowly surrounded by the bright moon. The clear brilliance reflects the surroundings into a circle of colorful aperture, which is deep and shallow, vague and absent. It's not as gorgeous as the sunset, not as brilliant as the sunset, it only gives you a little bit of joy and a little bit of sadness. Beautiful sentences about March
1. In March, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the Yellow Sea is like a hundred-mile rouge cloud falling.
2. In the spring of March, fireworks are like a sea, and the wind and moon are endless, praising the spring and autumn.
3. March should be the season of spring and flowers blooming, the gentle breeze and drizzle, the season of nurturing life. But not this year. All I remember is the stingy rain and the furious wind in March.
4. The March wind caresses your face, warm and refreshing. The sky in March never leaves or leaves, making people feel close to each other. The sunshine in March is gentle and not dry, making people feel comfortable.
5. Warm spring comes slowly with the whisper of time; late winter returns silently with the passing of the hourglass. In March in the south of the Yangtze River, it seems that the harsh winter still remains, slightly cold and cold.
6. When the wind blows, petals fly and fall. That pink-white softness crossed my sad eyes. Beautiful things are always too short-lived, which makes people feel sad.
7. In this early spring of March, although there is still a hint of chill, spring has unknowingly squeezed into the threshold of the season, with a little bit of warmth, rippling away the joy on people's faces. A hint of a smile.
8. March is originally a time of pink peach and white pear. However, the lingering power of winter this year seems to be particularly strong, and I still don’t want to let go of the annoying chill.
9. The whispers of March transform into the softness of willow tips, the whisper of swallows, and the brightness of spring. In this life, I want to be an ordinary woman, not afraid of wind and frost, not concerned about the outcome, and dance gracefully in the mortal world with my fate. A meal and a meal, a leisurely song, half a cup of fragrance, and enjoying the time quietly
10. March is another good time for outing. When you walk in the fields, you will see green grass and wild vegetables. Showing the color of youth, jumping and running towards you, the dewdrop smiled shyly and quietly hid in Caoer's arms. When you come to the hills, the mountain flowers are swaying, showing charming smiles, welcoming you. Peach trees, pear trees, one by one, clusters of flowers, like brocade and satin, pink, white, pink but not dark. , light and refined, smelling the light fragrance, letting you fly according to your mood. There is also the fiery red azalea, which blooms brightly and brings a blush to the face.
11. March is the season of spring. March is the home of flowers. They smile, open their little mouths, breathe in the breath of spring, and smile at each other.
12. The March sunshine is full of warmth, spring is like a tender girl, with light and dancing sleeves. A smile is like bright purple and red, and a frown is like drizzle.
13. In the early spring of March, the cold wave of winter still lingers. He is either hiding on the other side of the mountain or hiding in the clouds, peeping at every move of the earth, as if once he seizes the opportunity, It will rush back to the earth.
14. Oh! Bathed in the sunshine of March, the vision, feeling, body and mind are all happy. In this pleasant and wonderful enjoyment, you will forget yourself.
15. In the early spring of March, the cold wave of winter still lingers. He is either hiding on the other side of the mountain, or hiding in the clouds, peeping at every move of the earth, as if once he seizes the opportunity, It will rush back to the earth.
16. I don’t know where I went. The sky was not only cloudy, but also drizzle. Under the threat of the cold, I had to wear the heavy winter coat like shackles. Such a heavy feeling always makes people feel that they have lost some freedom and agility.
17. Yesterday’s sky was still cloudless. Today, as soon as it dawned, a spring rain began to fall, and the hidden, almost unbearable cold current was waiting for an opportunity to turn into a storm. The cold wind hit the earth without looking back.
18. In the early spring of March, who could have imagined that after the sunshine today, there will be a burst of spring rain and wind tomorrow
19. The March wind caresses the face, warm and refreshing. The sky in March never leaves or leaves, making people feel close to each other. The sunshine in March is gentle and not dry, making people feel comfortable.
20. Yesterday’s sky was still cloudless. Today, just after dawn, a spring rain began to fall, and the hidden cold current that was almost unbearable was waiting for an opportunity to turn into a storm. The cold wind hit the earth without looking back.
21. Lying down, bathing in the warm sunshine of March, you can let go of the fetters of your imagination and let it run wild. Let it follow the birds flying in the sky, flying freely and freely in the boundless blue sky. Just like a fish, swimming in the calm ocean. Staring at the clouds over there for a long time, I am a ranger who explores the wonders of the world. I want to go to the end of the day and climb the cloud mountains. I believe that there must be infinite magic hidden in the cloud mountains.
22. Oh! Bathed in the sunshine of March, vision, feeling, body and mind are all happy. In this pleasant and wonderful enjoyment, you will forget yourself.
23. The gentle sunshine spreads the spring scenery all over the city, with willows lingering and peach blossoms scorching. On the street, rapeseed flowers bloomed with petite faces, dancing gracefully to the rhythm of the spring breeze, as if telling the sunshine of spring.
24. The March sunshine is full of warmth, and spring is like a tender girl, with light and dancing sleeves. A smile is like bright purple and red, and a frown is like drizzle.
25. The drizzle in March is falling slowly, with a bit of coolness, floating and moistening the earth. The silk threads are like the spinning threads of the Weaver Girl, weaving clouds. Sky. The grass and willow trees inadvertently sprouted green buds, and the fluttering willow branches weaved thoughts one after another
26. The whispers of March flowed, turning the willow tops into flowers. Softness, the whisper of swallows, the brightness of spring. In this life, I want to be an ordinary woman, not afraid of wind and frost, not concerned about the outcome, and dance gracefully in the mortal world with my fate. A meal, a leisurely song, half a cup of fragrance, and enjoying the time quietly
27. March is the season of spring. March is the home of flowers. They smile and open their arms. They opened their mouths, breathing in the breath of spring, and smiled at each other.
28. There are no orchards in today’s fields, and occasionally one or two apricot trees bloom proudly in the wind. Smell its fragrance and feel like you are back to your girlhood. At that time, I liked to linger in the orchards, intoxicated by the sea of ??colorful flowers, and appreciate their beauty carefully. The charm of apricot blossoms, the clearness of pear blossoms, and the elegance of begonia flowers, but I love peach blossoms more. The pink peach blossoms bloom gorgeously, charmingly, and exude gentle temptation, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
29. On the road, flowers bloom into a sea, fragrant alone. Take a pinch of the fragrance, refreshing and indifferent. The drizzle is like weaving, misty and distant. Sing softly, sing softly, fireworks are in March, flowers are blooming on the streets, you can return home slowly.
30. As we enter March, it’s not that the warmth of spring has never come before. It’s just that for some reason, this year’s warmth seems a bit lacking, and the sunny days have just begun for a day or two. , and was forced back by a cold wave. Yesterday it was hot and I was sweating even when I was wearing a vest. But today, the sun.
31. Move on to this gorgeous road and this bright spring scenery. The silky touch of rain gently brushed my delicate face. Sing a piece of Yuesheng in a low voice: go around the green embankment, brush the willow silk, and walk through the flower path. Wherever you listen, there is a mournful flute and the sound of the wind. People say that the Grand View Garden is like spring all year round; in my eyes, it is just a city of sorrow. Look where the wind passes, the red falls form a formation. The peonies are withered, the peonies are afraid, and the crabapples are frightened; the willows are sad, and the peach blossoms are filled with hatred
32. Walking on the country road, smelling the freshness of the soil, stepping on the breath of early spring, facing the gentle breeze, grasping At the end of March, let your fingertips fly on the black keyboard and play a song of March.
33. March should be the season of spring and flowers blooming, the gentle breeze and drizzle, the season of nurturing life.
But not this year. All I remember is the stingy rain and the furious wind in March.
34. It’s early spring in March. Who could have imagined that after the sunshine today, there will be a burst of spring rain and wind tomorrow
35. The spring is melting, the willow silk is fluttering, the light is overflowing with the fragrance of flowers, and the green grass is everywhere. safflower. The weeping willows are like silk, and I feel that even my breath contains the spirit of spring. I simply follow the footsteps of spring, ride the spring breeze down to Yangzhou, and go to Slender West Lake for a spring feast.
36. In this early spring of March, although there is still a hint of chill, spring has unknowingly squeezed into the threshold of the season, bringing with it a little warmth, spreading the joy on people's faces. A hint of a smile.
37. The sunshine in March is full of warmth, and spring is like a tender girl, with light and dancing sleeves. A smile is like bright purple and red, and a frown is like drizzle.
38. In the early spring of March, the cold wave of winter still lingers. He is either hiding on the other side of the mountain or hiding in the clouds, peeping at every move of the earth, as if once he seizes the opportunity, It will rush back to the earth.
39. Oh! Bathed in the sunshine of March, I feel happy physically and mentally. In this pleasant and wonderful enjoyment, you will forget yourself.
40. In the spring of March, everything revives, the willows are green and the flowers are red, the orioles are singing and the swallows are dancing, and the earth is full of vitality.
41. Wearing a hat made of leaves and a beautiful skirt, I roamed in the woods and lived in harmony with various animals and plants. The March breeze dances with me in this beautiful land.
42. The light footsteps of March walk through the soft rain, and in the full smile, the willow tips turn green and the grass becomes greener. In the melody of spring, like a fair lady, she is shy but wants to speak. Her graceful dancing posture and soft breath bring us a green and hazy reverie.
43. The horn of March has sounded. Bathed in the warm spring breeze, do we still remember that figure? He is just a drop of water, but it nourishes the land; he is just a ray of sunshine in winter, but it nourishes the land. Warming people's hearts; he is just a grain of food, but he nurtures useful life; he is just a small screw, but he supports the backbone of spiritual civilization. He is - Lei Feng.
44. The March spring breeze always has a name, blowing warmly and opening everyone's heart.
45. When I looked up suddenly, I found that a sky blue halo appeared in the sky. It was covered by thick clouds, but it was bright. The dark blue hills in the distance seemed to be a mirage. Huh, I'm daydreaming again. But it's really beautiful. It was as if March's eyes would shine through at any moment.
46. Stepping into the peach garden, the fragrance of flowers will hit your nose, making people intoxicated. Walking further inside, I saw spring and pink peach blossoms. Such beautiful scenery made me feel like I was in a paradise. The petals all over the ground formed a long carpet. I walked on this fragile carpet. Every step I took, I was afraid that these petals would hurt.
47. The gentleness of March reveals a different kind of kindness, gently brushing against people’s cheeks, a bit shy, a bit reserved, a bit mysterious, falling in love with my poetry and flowing in my soul. , caressing my thoughts.
48. The light rain in March and the breeze in March passed gently on my face.
49. In the early spring of March, the cold wave of winter still lingers. He is either hiding on the other side of the mountain or hiding in the clouds, peeping at every move of the earth, as if once he seizes the opportunity, It will rush back to the earth.
50. Where is spring? Spring is in trees. A group of birds build nests on the branches. They sometimes sing spring songs on the branches. There are many golden flowers on the opposite side of the tree, and a big bee is collecting nectar from the golden winter jasmine flowers. He is busy and lives up to this great time! 20 beautiful sentences about the moon
1. The golden wheel in the southern sky is slowly rising, and the silver light is shining.
I raised my head and looked at the delicate moonlight in the distance. It seemed that she had something to say, and it seemed that she wanted to move down. The brilliant golden toad didn't know who it was when it first illuminated it, and I didn't know who it illuminated again, but it always followed Shuo, The surroundings of Wang and Hui are patrolling the earth and the sky, and they are like this forever, and they will never stop.
2. The moon is nothing more than a celestial body, but it has a slender figure. The magnificent charm of Qiong Jie Xinrui and Geng Bihan, as well as the depth of accumulated vicissitudes, the breadth of reviews of rise and fall, the number of ups and downs, and the deep feelings of good and evil, really make me yearn for it.
3. The body of the moon is pure and clear, and the heart of the moon is bright and upright. She separates the turbidity of the world with her brightness, and brings comfort and relief to people with her tenderness and pure intention.
4. Tonight, I opened my eyes to take a closer look at the moon. The beautiful and brilliant moon seems to be more sacred and solemn. The evil fog and dangerous clouds are endlessly entangled, and the thunder and lightning are shamelessly threatening. The despicable tearing of rain and bitter frost has shaped her attributes of being untainted in the clouds, being enthusiastic but not following, and being beautiful but not arrogant.
5. Looking at the clear moon body like water, looking at her open-minded and frankness, looking at her awe-inspiring and glorious figure, I reluctantly put away my distant thoughts.
6. The bright and beautiful moon wheel hangs high in the cloud sky, and thousands of bunches of moonlight are pouring on the earth. The mountains and rivers in the distance, the pavilions and pavilions, all wrapped in silver, are exceptionally quiet.
7. The night is vast and silent under the moon. It seems so solemn, so solemn, so solemn, but also very hazy. The green trees and grass in front of the court were covered in moonlight, making it mysterious and strange compared to the daytime.
8. The alluring moonlight interprets the legends of the ages, tells the eternal poems, and sings the immortal love songs of the mortal world. This is the beauty of the country, the bell spirit of the universe, and the creation of heaven and earth, forming a wonderful fairyland in the world of mortals.
9. In this beautiful moonlight, in this mortal world, under the sky, and in the sound of the waves, you are my love, you are my song, you are the only one I miss, I let this Think and follow the poem into the painting; let this thought take flight; let this thought accompany you to pursue whatever you want.
10. It’s late at night, in the dim night, with the bright moon, rare stars, and gentle breeze blowing on our cheeks, and the fragrance of flowers rippling in the wind. Together we taste your poems, those clear and dreamlike poems, It turned into a stream of clear and refreshing rain, carrying my colorful memories and flying to your side.
11. It's late at night, the moon is silent, and the moonlight outside the window is just like your eyes, clear and deep. I look affectionately into the distance, chasing the lost time in my youth.
12. When the hazy moon casts a clear light, the soft lingering overflows the delicate heart, the tenderness is purer than the blue sky. It makes people fascinated and yearned for. The wisps of fragrance spread to the horizon, scattered and flying in the arms of the breeze, making the longing burn and turn into a distant attachment.
13. The moonlight in the late night is like my longing for you. It is the tree in my heart. Every branch is blooming with beautiful petals. The deep affection drives away the melancholy and desolation, transforming As a misty breeze, thoughts flow.
14. On a night with a bright moon in the sky, there are no stars in the silent night sky, only a crooked moon hanging, giving off a cool and clean luster.
15. In my childish fantasy, the moon in childhood is just a pure fairy tale with no other colors. In my eyes, the moon has become my spiritual sustenance and the residence of my soul.
16. Looking at the hazy moon, the blue-black clouds are tied like ribbons around the moon. The night wind blows, and the clouds are floating, exuding a clear and misty atmosphere. It means, bathed in the watery moonlight, the clear jasper moon hangs high, and the bright and clear light falls on me and penetrates into my heart.
17. Living alone in a foreign country, guarding the entire dormitory alone. Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, casting into the curtains, and the ground on which it was spread was as cold as frost.
18. The moon is the most beautiful companion of the lone traveler, and the lone traveler is the most loyal believer of the moon. I am drifting further and further away on the path of growth filled with moonlight, unintentionally leaving deep and shallow footprints. I have no intention, and the moon has no intention.
19. In the starry night, the moon stream sheds a ray of light, illuminating the people wandering in the dark night. Each teardrop is the realization of nature, the peace of life, indifference and silence.
20. The evening breeze caressed my cheek softly, lifting up my hair and causing my clothes to sway in the wind. Wisps of warm moonlight fell from the sky and surrounded me tightly. Beautiful sentences about June
The days in June are bright. When I wake up in the morning, I feel that everything is silent and the sounds of nature are soft. When the sun comes out, the flowers and plants in the community are covered with dew, looking green and full of vitality in the sunshine. Looking up at the sky, there are huge clouds. Below are some beautiful sentences about June, welcome to read!
Especially in June, the mountains and rivers of my hometown are like a charming landscape painting. The most wonderful thing in this painting is the vast lotus field in front of the village and behind the village. The most pleasing thing is the beautiful lotus flowers in various shapes and forms.
The weather is getting warmer during the month, but the mornings are still cooler. When I went downstairs to exercise in the morning, I found that the young leaves on the poplar trees and flowers and trees had grown up! They had grown into dense leaves. Look around, some people are wearing neither thick nor thin clothes.
The June sunshine shines through the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with light spots the size of copper coins.
June is a colorful season. Say goodbye to the gentle spring breeze and welcome the hot summer. The cicadas on the tree tops are singing for joy; the frogs in the fields are singing for joy.
The sunshine in June is a bit hot, the smile is very sweet, and our wave candy is still so sweet. We forget about loneliness, throw away our worries, and don’t want to be sad.
The rain in June fell very quietly, a bit like summer. It came without a sound, and the glass windows were covered with water drops. They were not integrated pearls, but scattered elves.
June is more than just monotonous heat. In June, a child's face changes at will.
Among the colorful colors, June’s straightforward character, fiery feelings and heroic spirit are all reflected in every detail.
June is a hot day, but it is also a good day for rain, because the rain is both refreshing and comfortable. If you have anything on your mind, just look at the rain outside and you will immediately feel better. Therefore, the rain in June is happy, beautiful, and even more wonderful.
June’s footsteps passed through my heart, passed through everyone’s heart, and the footprints on my heart were like the Great Rift Valley of East Africa. I touched the footprints gently, and my heart was stung. The wound cannot heal.
The breath of June is filling the city, and the heat is sweeping over the entire city, but I can't feel the heat. I know that everyone in the city is busy for life, which makes the city more noisy.
In the early morning of June, the cool air permeates every corner of the world. The sunlight shines through the branches, gently and leisurely on the campus. The breeze blows by. During meditation, the sound of children reading is heard. The clarity floats in my heart, and when I close my eyes, there is an indescribable tranquility. In the past, even the viewer here felt that he was enjoying a kind of tranquility in his heart.
The rain in June is rapid, the water in June is cool, and the flowers and plants in June are lush
The pomegranate sits on the branches of June, put away The fragrance of May blooms, weaving swollen and full dreams with brilliant colors under the scorching sun.
Hold hands and dance, singing in June, happy faces bloom like sunflowers on every face, all the wings of joy vibrate on the branches of June, June is a blue sky of fantasy .
The bright red scarf is like a flame, burning in the young heart. In the ranks of the Young Pioneers, step out of the echelon of tomorrow’s motherland. These childish and solemn little faces make June lively and vigorous.
Each wonderful story is looming in the crystal dew of June, and each touching plot is full of wings in the noise of frogs and cicadas.
The village is lush, the trees are lush, the flowers are in bloom, and the green grass is like a long ink scroll of red flowers and leaves stretching between the sky and the earth in June.
The sound of books adds vitality to June, and the flying catkins make people daydream; children are the future of the motherland and the morning flowers in the big garden of the motherland, extremely beautiful.
Entering June, waves of heat waves hit us. The sun turned into a big furnace, and the whole world was baked hot.
Among the colorful colors, June’s straightforward character, fiery feelings and heroic spirit are all reflected in every detail.
In June, the sun is scorching like fire, and the heat is nostalgic. But the wind, wind and fire are far from concealing the rich connotation of the season. On the street, the surging flow of people, with their colorful clothes and makeup, merge into a seven-color rainbow across the sky and earth, depicting the poetic and picturesque feeling of the beauty of life.
In June, I started to get used to calming down, no longer agitated, no longer on the verge of breaking out, just as calm as water, without any ripples. However, sometimes I smile inexplicably, and sometimes I want to hide and cry. These are irrelevant.
June is the rainy season. I am used to holding an umbrella and walking alone in the rain, letting my heart feel as cold as water. I like to raise my head in the rain, wet my hair and face, and then quietly feel the warmth overflowing from the corners of my eyes and the relief at the corners of my lips.
In June, we move forward together, achieve success in life, and perform a joyful song that we will never regret.
June is not a suitable season to leave. It is either a scorching sun or a heavy rain, which makes people have to stop and look back frequently. However, which season is suitable for leaving? In June, you really have to leave.
June has brought us so much joy, so much elegance, and absorbed us so much happy time.
The footsteps of June, in this June city, slowly move towards the distance, heading east and towards summer between my body and heart.
The rain in June fell very quietly, a bit like summer. It came without a sound, and the glass windows were covered with water drops. They were not integrated pearls, but scattered elves.
June is like a fairyland, which makes people fascinated. The endless expanse of green is endless; the endless expanses of green and purple light are endless. In June, the scenery is charming, willows stand tall, rivers sparkle, the playground is flat and clean, and the classrooms are elegant and dreamy.
June is by no means just a monotonous hot day. In June, a child's face changes at will.
On an early summer morning, Tung Chung Village was shrouded in a thin mist. The sun was not out, and the warm wind blowing from the Pearl River brought a damp coolness. Kapok has bloomed, peach blossoms have bloomed, snow pea flowers and cauliflowers of various colors have all bloomed. The flat fields outside Tung Chung Village are full of green and soft rice seedlings, and the green bushes Clusters of banana leaves swayed in the wind, showing a business.