Words and phrases about rainbows Unknown Words rainbow long rainbow rainbow haze white rainbow colorful bridge hanging across the arc of the rainbow in the sky rainbow rainbow seven-color rainbow arc rainbow neon white rainbow across the sky colorful colorful colorful hidden radiant good sentence looking east, an arc of a semi-transparent rainbow floated in the middle of the dark clouds, light brown, yellow, reddish, faintly visible. The brilliant seven-color rainbow flew over the big river, and the two colorful bridges in the water and sky reflected each other, which was really like a gorgeous sky bridge. A rainbow spans the entire sky, crossing from one end of the earth to the other, and it solidifies all the soft colors of the world high in the sky. A rainbow appeared in the turquoise blue sky, all kinds of colors weaving together to reflect each other, like a golden bridge, lying majestically across the sky. A rainbow of seven colors appeared in the sky after the rain, like bouquets of flowers woven in loops, adorning the blue lapel of a dress. A brightly colored rainbow rises from the green fields and goes straight up to the sky, really like a splendid sky bridge. This rainbow was like a fairy's ribbon and a colorful bridge to welcome others, as if it could introduce people to the mythical world. That beautiful rainbow was hanging over the woods, wine down countless bright spots. The rainbow was seven-colored and brilliant, as if a colorful arch of a show. ◆[2005-04-20]
Describing the tides of the good words and sentences good paragraph anonymous good words tidal wave waves ebb tide river tide night tide tide tide tide sound of the wind and wild sea tsunami water and sky meet the shocking waves beat the shore waves beat the reef waves raging swept the ground and rolled rushing and tumbling Thunderclap roaming the river boiled waves ten thousand hectares of sound such as the golden drums of the water splashes soaring Ganyan mountain teeth rushing and screaming rumbles such as the thunder in the air such as the fine rain good sentence tides of the sea like the team of the charge, drums and shouting The tide is like a charging team, drumming, shouting, desperately rushing up the beach. The tide is several feet high, a surge. The crazy tide is full of frightening horror and mysterious mystery. Such as the thunder of the tide like thousands of horses and horses rolled on the ground, in the shouting, hissing in the downstream. The tide is raging like a demon, tossing foam, losing the rhythm of equilibrium. The raging tide slaps the rocks, ten miles of coast simultaneously golden bells ringing in unison, clanging, very rhythmic. The spring tide rises, like the sound of pine waves back home, like the sound of a mother summoning her daughter. Dark green seawater, rolled up as high as the walls of the huge waves surging over, the formation is really like a thousand galloping horses charging towards the enemy. The sound of the tide is like the poetry of the sea, full of philosophy and revelation. The mood, such as the spring breeze gently plucked the strings, such as the evening flowers floating down the soft waves. That high tide or low tide, that a rhythmic beat the sound of the beach, like a mother patting the baby to sleep issued by the lullaby. When the sea is ebbing, it is like losing a battle, retreating back without a trace. ◆[2005-04-20]
Describing the mountains of the good words and sentences good paragraph anonymous good words alpine group of mountains strange mountains barren mountain slopes mountain forests thousands of mountains a blue 10,000 mountain clusters of a thousand colors of mountains and rocks strong bold mountains bright water mountains and water, high trees and lush valleys under the valley of the green mountains and green water green sea green mountain peaks on the peak of the peak of the Qingyi Xiuoli inches of grass towering in the sky clouds and mist twisting the clouds and mist winding strange peaks towering towering towering mountain majestic group of hills clustered thousands of mountains and mountains of the good sentence The mountains exposed to the clouds seemed to be suspended like islands in clusters and dabs. The surrounding mountains look like a colorful flower cloth. Waves and peaks of the mountains cascade over each other. The mountains are black and pale with no boundaries, and the knife-like cliffs are heavenly. The undulating loess hills are like the waves of a great flood. The dragon hilltop, like a big tomb towering in the night color. The mountains on both sides of the gorge rise and fall straight up and down, so high that one's head is dizzy. The deep valleys were appallingly quiet and gloomy. The ravines were filled with snow, as high as the backs of the mountains, and became a great square of flat, snow-covered ground. Morning sunshine, and the mountain like a shy girl, hidden, sunset, the remaining light across the light. Good section standing here to see, really strange, the mountains simply changed, their shape and in the plains or mid-level look up very different, they become very cascading, messy, majestic and peculiar. Look up, the mountain is the sky, the sky is also a mountain, before and after all the mountains, as if your nose can touch the mountain at any time. I saw a misty giant peak rising in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small rocky peaks. At a closer look, the giant peak looks like the Monkey King holding a golden rod, and those small peaks look like little monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, the Monkey King is leading its children to the South Heavenly Gate to kill it. White sky, the mountains pale black like iron, solemn, solemn. The red sun rises, a mountain is ink blue. Immediately after, the mist rose, milky veil to the heavy mountains spaced out, leaving only the tip of the green peaks, really like a brush and ink fresh, sparse and dense landscape painting. After a while, the fog dispersed again, the exposed rock walls, cliffs, was reddish haze, gradually turned bronze, and green trees, green fields contrast each other, looks particularly magnificent. The overlapping mountains, can not see a village, can not see a piece of rice paddies, these mountains are like some drunken old man, one by one, sleeping for tens of millions of years, never woke up their dreams, never dared to go deep into their hearts, that is, that the most adventurous hunters, but also only to the foot of their feet, chasing those who run down from the mountains of the mountain goats, wild boars and flying birds, never climbed its peaks. There is no more than after the spring rain bath of the green hills more charming, the entire hillside, are verdant green, did not come to the end of the fog like light silk, a strand of it wrapped around the waist, the sunlight to every leaf on the raindrops, are turned into colorful pearls. The sharp knife-like hill, picking a few wisps of milky white fog, the mist, vaguely visible a thin line. This wall of stone like a skyscraper pressed up against the face, high as if it is about to collapse down aggressively. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to buckle on the wall of a huge black carpet hat, black and green from the rock wall popped up a cluster of unknown wildflowers. Rain has changed the mood of the park, northwest of the clouds, is the ink painting like distant mountains, which is quite praised in the garden architecture "borrowed".
Describing the autumn good words and sentences good paragraph anonymous good words autumn autumn equinox autumn mid-autumn autumn color autumn harvest autumn rain autumn fruit autumn frost twilight autumn autumn wild early autumn late autumn golden autumn autumn autumn sun autumn high autumn rain lingering golden autumn season autumn wind slovenly autumn breeze sends the cool layer of the forests are dyed the sky high and cloudy autumn clouds winter comes heavy sun ascends to the heights of the withered branches and leaves of the autumn grass withered and yellow osmanthus fragrance autumn heat as morning mid-autumn moonrise good lines the beauty of the autumn is ripe - it is not like spring so shy, summer so frank, winter so introverted. The beauty of autumn is sensible - it is not like spring so charming, summer so hot, winter so subtle. Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter. The sunshine of the golden autumn is warm and quiet, the autumn wind of the Dong village is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are floating. Good paragraph as soon as September arrives, there is a sense of autumn, autumn slipped in a foggy dawn, to the hot afternoon will not be seen. It skims the tops of the trees on tiptoe, stains a few leaves red, and then leaves in a cluster of flutters across the valley. In another night or two, the fall frost fills the valley under the moon, then retreats to the northern side of the mountains for a little while, so that the golden early fall can gently soothe the earth. A slight scent of anise fills the sky. And the fragrant odor of golden chrysanthemums. The fog rolls in and is broken by the September moon, revealing an azure sky. In autumn, the ever-blue sky can suddenly flip and reveal sinister colors, with tropical typhoons interspersed with dense clouds of torrential rain, floods lurking, and the revived grasslands flushed with a bit of pale color again. However, the typhoon storm flickers away, and the strong air currents still shake with dazzling waves. At this time, only the migratory birds from the north know this warm bed to sleep in, the flying swans, geese and ducks, like a dark cloud, making this place look even more pale. I do not know from how long, as if a tense struggle finally gradually through the dawn, the field from its broad chest over a wisp of leisurely breath, slopes and dams have like water in the dispersion of clarity, the trees and crops in all directions also began to sway in the breeze, the leaves have become subdued and spare. Dew returned, wetting the ridges and hanging quietly over the fields in the early morning and evening. The dewdrops also came to the dams and floated quietly, no longer returning to the valleys. Although the sun is still bright, but no longer painful scorching people's spine, become generous, clear, as if it is finally exhausted, can not steam melt the fields, and the fields and reconciliation; ...... fall is coming! The view that swooped into the car window gave me a sense of déjà vu. The blue sky clouds, barbaric mountains, washed by the autumn frost yellow weeds, just like a decorated with a golden veil of the virgin, bare milk yellow carcass, in the rusty autumn winds dance, show the soul of the Qianzi. Standing on the mountain upside of the autumn sun, like a mighty god of war, shaking off the blood-stained robes, splashing in the grass, seeping into the mountain stream, with countless ripples, whimpering outward flow, from the ancient flow to the present, from the distant past to the vast future. Autumn, is not often said to be golden? Indeed, she has brought fruitfulness to nature and rewarded many creatures, including human beings, with countless foodstuffs to extend their lives. ◆[2005-04-20]
Describing the autumn good words and sentences good paragraph anonymous good words autumn fall fall equinox fall mid-autumn fall color fall harvest fall rain fall fruit fall frost twilight fall fall wild early autumn late autumn golden autumn autumn autumn day autumn high autumn rain lingering autumn season autumn wind slovenly autumn breeze sends refreshing layers of forests are all dyed sky high clouds fall clouds winter come heavy sun ascends to the heights of the withered branches and decayed leaves autumn grass withered cinnamon flowers fragrance autumn heat as the morning in the mid-autumn to enjoy the moon good sentence the beauty of the autumn is ripe It is not as shy as spring, as frank as summer, or as introverted as winter. The beauty of autumn is sensible - it is not like spring so charming, summer so hot, winter so subtle. Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter. The sunshine of the golden autumn is warm and quiet, the autumn wind of the Dong village is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are floating. Good paragraph as soon as September arrives, there is a sense of autumn, autumn slipped in a foggy dawn, to the hot afternoon will not be seen. It skims the tops of the trees on tiptoe, stains a few leaves red, and then leaves in a cluster of flutters across the valley. In another night or two, the fall frost fills the valley under the moon, then retreats to the northern side of the mountains for a little while, so that the golden early fall can gently soothe the earth. A slight scent of anise fills the sky. And the fragrant odor of golden chrysanthemums. The fog rolls in and is broken by the September moon, revealing an azure sky. In autumn, the ever-blue sky can suddenly flip and reveal sinister colors, with tropical typhoons interspersed with dense clouds of torrential rain, floods lurking, and the revived grasslands flushed with a bit of pale color again. However, the typhoon storm flickers away, and the strong air currents still shake with dazzling waves of light. At this time, only the migratory birds from the north know this warm bed to sleep in, the flying swans, geese and ducks, like a dark cloud, making this place look even more pale. I do not know from how long, as if a tense struggle finally gradually through the dawn, the field from its broad chest over a wisp of leisurely breath, slopes and dams have like water in the dispersion of clarity, the trees and crops in all directions also began to sway in the breeze, the leaves have become subdued and spare. Dew returned, wetting the ridges and hanging quietly over the fields in the early morning and evening. The dewdrops also came to the dams and floated quietly, no longer returning to the valleys. Although the sun is still bright, but no longer painful scorching people's spine, become generous, clear, as if it is finally exhausted, can not steam melt the fields, and the fields and reconciliation; ...... fall is coming! The view that swooped into the car window gave me a sense of déjà vu. The blue sky clouds, barbaric mountains, washed by the autumn frost yellow weeds, just like a decorated with a golden veil of the virgin, bare milk yellow carcass, in the rusty autumn winds dance, show the soul of the Qianzi. Standing on the mountain upside of the autumn sun, like a mighty god of war, shaking off the blood-stained robes, splashing in the grass, seeping into the mountain stream, with countless ripples, whimpering outward flow, from the ancient flow to the present, from the distant past to the vast future. Autumn, is not often said to be golden? Indeed, she has brought fruitfulness to nature and rewarded many creatures, including human beings, with countless foodstuffs to extend their lives. ◆[2005-04-20]
Describing the rain good sentence good words good paragraph anonymous good words showers sudden rain rain curtains cold rain fine rain freezing rain plum rain rain rain silk spring rain cloudy rain obscene rain faye rain rain rain sharp rain storm rain through rain drizzle rain have rain drifting rain faye rain drenching rain drenched pouring rain pouring rain pouring rain rain rainy rain rain pattering rain pattering rain rustle rain pattering rain rain after the rain is over the rain is fine rain such as silk spring rain showers of fall rain sheer cow hair rain Thunderstorms and mountain rains want to come fine rain drifting slanting wind and fine rain rain rain like sharp arrows spring rain dashing blank smoky rain good words rain, like the heavenly court floated down the millions of silver threads. The fine rain, falling quietly and silently, looks like the silver threads spat out by countless silkworm mothers. Ten million fine silk, swirling in mid-air, confused light veil, draped in black oil fields. The sky rolled to the edge of the mass of dark clouds, an instant downpour, from the sky. Such as the silk of the rain from the air, the rain is so small, the rain curtain is so dense, to the mountains covered with cicada-like white veil. The rain is very thin, very sheer, like the willow flakes floating in the springtime. Like fog like rain, like rain like fog, silk strands lingering. In a flash, the raindrops formed a line, "wow" sound, heavy rain as if the sky collapsed as the sky poured down. In the morning there was a light rain, and now although it is clear, the road is still very slippery, both sides of the ground in the fall crops, but to the rain washed green hills, beads flickering crystal, the air is also with a fresh and moist scent. The wind rolled with the rainstorm like countless whips, and fiercely to the glass windows. Just see the North Sea angry waves rolling, roaring and rushing. The sudden rain beat the ground, rain flying water splash, confused eddy. Autumn rain, like smoke and mist, noiselessly drifted in the rubble pile on the vacant lot, on the withered leaves, drenched the ground, drenched the house, drenched the trees. Spring rain, like cow hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, densely woven diagonally. Autumn rain is like a sky full of glowing pearls, fluttering and waving.
Describing the good words and sentences of the Xia good paragraph anonymous good words Chaoyangxia evening Xia red Xia colorful Xia cloud Xia Jinxia fall Xia Danxia Xia Xia Xia light Xia shadow Xia cape Xia Guangwandao colorful Xia full of sky colorful Xia colorful Xia as fire Chaoyangxia brilliant evening Xia Crimson ` Evening Xia such as blood evening Xia magnificent Xia Danxia brocade cloud Xia floating Xia Guangyaozhu Xia rosy good words I came to the river pond at the bottom of the slope to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the evening in summer, I only see the evening Xia burned red half of the sky, reflecting red A pond of water, coloring the whole mountain red. The scope of the sunset slowly narrowed, and the color gradually became lighter, purplish red into deep red, deep red into pink, and from pink into light red, and finally disappeared. The golden sunset, like a magical hand, slowly opened the soft curtain, the whole land opened up. When the sun set, the evening sun reflected the red half of the sky, and reflected into the river, the river suddenly turned red! It was like a red lotus blooming in the river, beautiful! The colorful evening sunlight is changing wonderfully, the color is getting deeper and deeper, and finally turns into a few strokes like a thick ink painting, which is even more magical and charming. Red sun sinking in the west, the sky gradually darkened. To the west, burned up a fiery red evening ...... sky color is really wonderful ah! Nearby a red, the dark blue sky reflected extraordinarily colorful. The form of the sunset is also changing infinitely, some like an eagle spreading its wings and wanting to fly, some like a bright red scarf in the fluttering, but for a moment the red scarf disappeared, but came a galloping stallion ...... is really a thousand shapes and sizes, lifelike. The sky is a green, a few pieces of orange-red sunset sparsely distributed in the sky, slowly expanding the scope of the sunset, the color from orange-red into bright red. The red haze shone on the azure green water, scattering into golden light, and the red haze's desire to sink into the daylight, also transformed into a different color. Layers of light and color, hit and swing, flashing and flickering are reflected in the bottom of my eyes. We waited for a long time, only to see a strange light blue color in the eastern sky. Immediately after that, a red sunset appeared. The sunset, looking like a fairy wearing a red veil, was beautiful! ◆[2005-04-20]
Good Sentences Describing Frost Anonymous In the morning, I pulled open the curtains to take a look, eek! The window glass was covered with a thick layer of frost. Some are like small trees, some are like clumps of grass, very nice. Frost flowers with its thousands of forms, magical and unusual unique style, leaving an indelible impression on people. Early in the morning, I pushed the window to see, a wave of cold air to the face, the yard trees root to tip, hung a layer of frost, like a piece of white flowers in the plum blossom. The frost condensed on the glass because of the cold, changing colors in the moonlight, glittering faintly. The piles of weeds under the cliffs, colored red by the autumn frost, looked like pieces of big red azaleas from afar. In the morning, the frosty flowers under the sunlight glittered with dazzling light. The trees were covered with a layer of frost, as if they had sprouted glistening white leaves. In the shadows beneath the trees, the white frost from the morning chill glowed on the patterned leaves like silver-white brocade. I woke up with a start and caught a glimpse of the glass covered in a variety of oddly shaped frost flowers. The white frost glowed on the leaves like silver-white brocade embroidered on a green background. ◆[2005-04-20]
Description of the day of the good sentence anonymous full of red clouds, full of the sea of golden waves, the red sun is like a furnace of boiling steel, spouting out of the golden light dazzling. In the morning, the sun is like a new daughter-in-law who just went out, shyly showing half of her face. The sun sets, and its parting glare jets out from the treetops, coloring the white clouds and the green hills in blood. The sun slowly through the clouds, revealing a long swollen red face, like a shy little girl looking at the earth. Brilliant sunlight through the gaps between the leaves, through the early fog, a ray of sprinkled all over the campus. The sun was lower, blood red, and the water was a dazzling eye-watering expanse of light that stretched from the edge of the ocean right up to the edge of the boat. The sky was dyed blood red by the setting sun, peach colored clouds reflected on the running water, the whole river turned purple, and the sky seemed to be on fire. In spring, the sun is warm, it stretches out the warm hand, rubbing people all over the body comfort. A gust of spring wind, blowing away the clouds, the sun is happy to reveal a smiling face, the warmth and light sprinkled all over the lake. The hot sun hangs high in the sky, the red light like a rocket to the ground, the ground is on fire, reflecting the flames of the oil in the boiling and frying. Did not dare to look up to see the sun, only feel everywhere dazzling, the air, the roof, the ground, are a white bright piece, white with a little 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. Late fall, the sun hangs lazily in the sky, like an old man showing his smiling face in dozing. The sun in late fall is like being covered with an orange lampshade, radiating a soft light that shines on your body and face, warming you up. As soon as the sun arrives in the fall, it spreads its rays all over the earth. The fields are golden, the grounds are golden, and the mountains are golden. The sun in winter is as pale as the moon. The sun is being entangled in thin clouds, letting out a pale dazzling white light. The sun is exhausted after a year's labor, and in winter, it can hardly release any heat. The warm sunshine, through the dense leaves sprinkled down, into a little golden light spots. The distant lofty mountains, in the sunshine, put on a golden yellow coat, looks particularly beautiful. Sunlight is layered leaves filtered, leakage to his body into a light round gently swaying halo. It was eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the bright sunlight coated the leaves with circle after circle of golden and silver halos. The sunlight shone through the light clouds and shone on the white earth, reflecting a silvery light that dazzled people's eyes. The golden sunlight pours down, pouring into the ten thousand hectares of blue waves, making the monotonous and calm sea become somewhat colorful. When the reddish sunlight is on the tips of the mountains, the fog pulls away like a curtain, and the city gradually appears in the golden sunlight. The sunlight that pierced through the cloud patches was like a golden thread, crisscrossing the light gray and blue-gray clouds and stitching them into a pattern of unparalleled beauty. The sun had just risen above the mountains, hidden by the bright red sunset, and the sunlight shone down from the cloud crevices like countless giant dragons spouting golden waterfalls. The golden sunlight poured through the cracks and onto the grasses that the brown land nourished. The sky was blue and clear, and the brilliant sunlight was shooting down from between the gaps of the dense pine needles, forming a beam of thick and thin light columns, illuminating the shade of the forest with its gauzy mists. The sun's fiery red smile lifted the veil from the hazy campus. The sky appeared a touch of purple-red sunshine, like a blooming red rose. The sun has just risen, full of vigor and red light, illuminating the whole world. The fiery red sunrise has just penetrated the sea level, smearing the beautiful and tranquil sea with a layer of rose color. The sunrise to its light to the lake, the breeze at first, the fine waves jumping, stirring up the lake full of broken gold. Suddenly, the face of a round of red sun, sprinkled with a road of golden light, like a golden whip, driving the flying clouds and fog. The sea jumped out of a round of red sun, bright and colorful, the sea and air suddenly sprinkled with gold, the sea from the ink blue changed to blue. The golden sunrise, gradually dyed red in the eastern sky, the main peak of the high Huangshan Mountain is a brilliant cloud haze dyed a scarlet. The sun in the sunrise greeted, revealing a red face, all of a sudden, ten thousand channels of golden light through the treetops to the water dyed a layer of carmine red. The sunrise began to look like a flat round lantern rising into the air, all of a sudden, it will form a round wheel of fire, rising high, spraying out ten thousand channels of gold, to all things covered with a layer of brilliant haze. The morning sun, like the wheel of an oxcart so big, like molten iron as red, with a spurt of light, sitting on the ridge in the east, with a hand to lift the light veil like mist. The blazing sun tanned his dark spine so that it seemed to bubble with oil. The sky was clear, not a cloud in the sky, and the sun baked the face. The hot sunshine red sorghum, steamed yellow maple leaves, scorched the side of the mountain highway. The summer sun is really like hot chili water, open street, there is no shade. The majestic mountain peaks are gilded with a layer of gold by the summer sun, more steep, spectacular! The two pillars of light from the blazing sun passed through the room like two transparent golden bands, with stars of dust glittering inside. Tall poplar trees on both sides, branches and leaves are gilded by the setting sun with a layer of golden red. The snow stopped, the setting sun pushed the clouds gently away, spitting out a faint pink. The afterglow of the setting sun poured through the haze of clouds and sprinkled on the center of the river, forming a line of shimmering gold spots. The branches of the trees along the road cut into the setting sun, showering crumbs of light continuously onto the gold-stained ground. Half of the setting sun's face had already disappeared into the horizon, and dusk drifted in with a cool breeze. The remnants of the sun slanted over the western mountains, and everything on the ground was covered in a blurred rose color. Xuan red sunset light to the river into a magnificent golden wave, in the water and the sky meet the trembling broken gold like sea, drifting to a few return boat. At this time, the setting sun has articulated the top of the mountain, the western half of the sky, like a big ball of fire, burning a blood-red sunset. The brilliant and beautiful shadow of the setting sun was cast on the river surface that was wrinkled by the evening wind, scattering a large shiny, bright rose-red fine scales. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the white clouds wandering in the blue sky red, but also for them to set a bright crystal lace, these white clouds for a moment into the rose of the evening sun. The sun pecked through the eggshell of the night, poked his head out, shyly looking at the earth. At this time, far ahead, countless layers of mountains above the misty clouds, suddenly appeared a red mist. Soon, a red ball that is from the ocean Ran jumped out, that water and sky connected to the place suddenly became a sea of fire. The sun finally poked out half a head, so big, so red, and then like who pushed a little, jumped out, turned into a pure gold color. The sun jumped violently and popped out of the sea, and all of a sudden, the vast and boundless sky and the sea were all of a sudden covered with dazzling golden light. The sky gradually brightened up, a round of red sunrise, from the east behind the mountain dragged the ground jumped the mountain, suddenly, the sky and the earth, the water overflowing with color. Everything on the earth are hot gold like, in the original various colors of the surface layer, thickly stained with a touch of orange and yellow, and reflect the road dazzling light. Gradually, the east of the fog first some red, in the 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. 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 stars had faded, and the eastern sky was beginning to whiten, and at this time of year the sky changes rapidly, gradually whitening to a blinding whiteness, and then beginning to radiate red streaks, one by one, from the horizon. The sun jumped out of the gray sea, a small half-round of fuchsia flames, immediately illuminated the dark sky, behind a brightly colored haze, as if holding open an infinite blue satin. Only see the blue sky lined with light blue, a moment, light blue into orange, bordered with scarlet, this red light more and more, from the air straight to the sea, first a little, then a piece of, flying to the four sides of the spread. The red sun drooped in the west, and the sea was flooded with layers of golden ripples. The sun had already set out, leaving only a faint rouge color in the western sky. ◆[2005-04-20]
Describing the sun's good paragraph anonymous sunrise sun left the horizon, red, as if a piece of light flame eye-catching onyx disk, slowly moving upward. Around the red sun, the sunlight is dyed all over. The light Shu diffuse volume of clouds, as if dressed in red dress of the girl, is dancing. Sunrise on the sea before dawn, my father and I went to see the sunrise on the sea. The sky was gray and cloudy, and there was a cool mist all around. A gust of cool sea breeze greeted me and ruffled my strands of black hair. A white streamer gently kissed my little feet, bringing me a warmth. I anxiously wandered and looked forward to the sunrise over the sea. I don't know how much time passed, but the sky seemed to brighten a little. When I looked around, the eastern sky was slightly orange. As time goes by, the orange color spreads and becomes more and more intense, and the place where the water and the sky meet has become purple. Heh, is the sun is coming out! Gradually, the sun poked out its forehead, a red forehead, just no light. It seems to be very, very heavy, and little by little it rises from the surface of the sea. Slowly, one vertical stroke at a time. The sun made its way upward. At last, it jumped out of the sea as if it were relieved of its burden, and its whole face was flushed with a lovely red color. In an instant, it gave off a sun-stealing light, so strong that it shot open one's eyes. The clouds beside it were also gilded with a golden edge. The warm sunshine is cold, and the weather is still so cold. But the sun was warm after all. In the middle of the day, the sun shines brightly on the earth. The golden sunlight poured down on the wilderness and roofs, on people's shoulders and backs. A hot stream of warmth in the body overflowing, head drowsy, soft bones, how comfortable, how comfortable. Strong sunshine after lunch, I went to the balcony again. The sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball. The strong white light, piercing my eyes. I use my hands to build up the "pergola", only to see the sun became smaller, bright ball around, there is a volume of milky white halo, the sun directly to the earth. The sun was shining directly on the earth. The sun gave its light and heat to the earth, making everything alive. The robins calling high in the branches seemed to say, "Thank you!" The willows of Ludi were nodding and saluting the sun. The moon girl crescent moon hangs like a comb in mid-air. People say that the moon is a girl who is the kindest, saddest and most touchable; whoever has any misfortune or sorrow, she always gazes at him compassionately, and sometimes she sheds tears. I suppose she could not bear to look at the unfortunate people at this time? That is why she hid half of her face; but her pale, hazy light still sympathetically came in through the window-panes. The darkness of the house, too, turned gray. The Moon I moved the telescope and suddenly felt a light: an oversized star, the moon, appeared in the lens. Today's moon appears as a string moon to the naked eye, and the other half appears in the telescope. The moon is similar to Mars, with a number of craters, basins, seas, and canyons ...... There is no water on the moon, no living creatures, and no legendary Chang'e, Jade Rabbit, or Cinnamon Tree ...... Suddenly, my eyes darkened, and it turned out to be a crow going to cover the moon. The moon in the back of the mountain moon like a shy girl, shyly from the back of the mountain to show half of the face, secretly peeping to the earth, until found nothing moving, only a flash, appeared in the sky. It is crystalline and pure, like a crystal ball, beautiful; it is green and radiant, like a bright light, bright. The sky is full of stars Looking at the sky full of stars, gradually, my eyes blurred, I seem to see countless fireflies fluttering around me. I looked at those lovely stars, as if I saw them winking at me, whispering to me. Butterfly starsOn the way to my teacher's house, I looked at the sky full of stars, some bright, some dark, and a few reddish stars. As I walked, I looked carefully. Suddenly, I found a butterfly-like star in the southeast, as if it was looking at me, and kept fluttering its crystal bright wings. ◆[2005-04-20]
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