Collect: He Sheng
First of all, the sun
Ba Jin's Sunrise at Sea
I often get up early to watch the sunrise. It was still dark at that time, and it was quiet around, only the sound of the ship's machines was heard.
The sky is still light blue and shallow. In a blink of an eye, a Xia Hong appeared among the landlords connected with Tianshui. The scope of Xia Hong is gradually expanding and getting brighter. I knew the sun was going to rise on the horizon, so I didn't look there in the blink of an eye.
Sure enough, after a while, the small half of the sun appeared in that place. Red is very red, but there is no light. The sun seems to be carrying a heavy burden, rising slowly, vertically and vigorously. Finally, it broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. The color is really red and lovely. In an instant, this dark red round thing gave off dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache. The cloud next to it suddenly lit up.
Sometimes the sun is hidden in the clouds, and the sun shines directly through the cracks in the clouds. I can't tell where the water is and where the sky is, but I only see a light.
Sometimes there are black clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are still thick. The sun rises and people can't see it yet. Its light gives the dark clouds a glowing Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly emerged from the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, dyeing pieces of clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water, but also myself became bright.
Isn't this a great spectacle?
At sunrise, the sun left the horizon, red, like a dazzling agate plate, and slowly moved upward. Around the red sun, the sunset is exhausted. Light clouds, like a girl in red, are dancing.
Before sunrise at sea, my father and I went to see the sunrise at sea. The sky is gray and surrounded by cool fog. Waves of cool sea breeze hit my face and lifted my black hair. White Liu Hua gently kissed my little feet, which brought me warmth. I wandered anxiously, looking forward to the sunrise at sea. I don't know how long it took, but the sky seems a little bright. Looking around, the eastern sky is slightly orange. With the passage of time, the orange spread, getting stronger and stronger, and the water and sky turned purple. Oh, the sun is out! Gradually, the sun leaned out of his forehead, which was red, but there was no light. It seems heavy, rising from the sea bit by bit. Slowly and vertically. The sun is rising. Finally, it jumped out of the sea in one breath, and its whole face was red and lovely. In a flash, it emits light that catches the sun, and the strong sunlight makes people blind. The clouds nearby are also plated with a layer of Phnom Penh.
The warm sunshine is cold, and the weather is still so cold. But the sunshine is warm after all. At noon, the sun shines on the earth. Golden sunshine, sprinkled on the wilderness and roofs, fell on people's shoulders and backs. A warm current overflowed the whole body, dizzy and soft, so comfortable and comfortable.
After lunch in the strong sunshine, I came to the balcony again. The sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball. The intense white light stung my eyes. I set up the "arbor" with my hands, only to see that the sun became smaller, and there was a milky halo around the bright ball, and the sun shone directly on the earth. Father Sun dedicates light and heat to the earth, making everything full of vitality. Cicada called on the branch, as if to say, "thank you!" " "Ludi willow clever also nodded and greeted the sun.
Second, the moon.
The crescent moon girl hangs a comb in the air. People say that the moon is the kindest, saddest and most susceptible girl. She always looks at him with pity and sometimes tears. Surely she can't bear to see those unfortunate people at the moment? So I covered half my face; But her dim light shone sympathetically through the window lattice. The dark room also turned gray.
When the crescent moon bends, it hangs high in the sky and casts a faint silver light on the water, which increases the coolness of the water. The evening fragrance building opposite stands quietly under the silver light, and there is a glistening flower in front of the building. There are mountains, stone walls, peach trees and willow trees, each with its own color and shape. In the silver moonlight, they all seem to contain skeletons in their closet. -Ba Jin's "Home"
The moon is fine at night. It hangs in the air. Although it's just a crescent moon, it's still far from the chaos, but it spreads soft and clear light all over the world. The peaks, bamboo forests, ridges, houses, fences and haystacks in Qingxi Township are shrouded in endless white veils, which are ethereal, mysterious and beautiful. -Zhou Libo's Great Changes in the Countryside
The full moon sky is as clear as the sea, with a little floating clouds, as if someone was washing chalk in a pen wash. The moon is filled with cold light waves, like a newly polished iron mirror. Ba Jin also described the landscape of the full moon in "Home": the front gradually lit up, a bright white water lay across the front, and the water surface layer was moonlight, which became a shining one. The full moon rises and falls on the water, sometimes it is slightly oval by the turbulent water waves ... Suddenly, a stone fell into the water, scattering the bright moon into a big circle. Although the moon quickly returned to its original state, the circle on the water still existed and gradually expanded to no more. -Lu Xun's "White Light"
The waning moon is still hanging in the night sky in Pudong, and its color has gradually faded. Moonlight shines on the water, and the faint water of Huangpu River seems to turn blue at night. There are several cruise ships in the middle of the river, all decorated with colorful lights ... circling, probably for save the moon ... but the poor dog that eats the moon is the earth where we sit and watch the moon! -Guo Moruo's Eclipse
When I moved my telescope on the moon, I suddenly felt a bright light: a very big star appeared in the lens-the moon. Today's moon looks like a string moon to the naked eye, but in the astronomical telescope, the other half has also appeared. The moon is similar to Mars. There are many craters, basins, oceans and canyons ... There is no water, no life, and no legendary Chang 'e, Jade Rabbit and osmanthus tree on the moon ... Suddenly, my eyes turned black, and it turned out that Wu had gone to cover the moon.
The moon in the back hill is like a shy girl, shyly revealing half of her face from the back hill, peeking at the world secretly, and appearing in the sky sparkly until she finds that nothing is moving. It is crystal clear and pure, as beautiful as a crystal ball; It is green and radiant, like a bright lamp, very bright.
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Ba Jin
Every time I look at the bright moon in the sky, I think: is anyone watching the moon by the fence at this time?
The full moon is like a mirror, hanging in the blue sky. We should all stay in the mirror. There must be someone in this mirror.
Looking at the mirror on a cold night, I only feel cold light. Facing the cool moon, I feel the same way.
On the sea, on the mountain, in the garden, in the street, sometimes standing alone on the Gao Lu platform of the city in the quiet night, looking at the bright moon, I always feel that there are cold light and cold air invading my body. Late at night in winter, standing in a small yard, I saw the moonlight on the frosty ground and felt a thick layer of frost on my clothes.
Indeed, the moonlight is very cold. I know that dead planets don't release heat. The light of the moon is the light of death.
But why is there a legend that Heng E ran to the moon? Can that beautiful woman who took the elixir of life revive this lifeless planet? Or she saw someone's face in the mirror.
Third, the stars
Looking at the stars all over the sky, my eyes gradually blurred, as if I saw countless fireflies flying around me. I looked at those lovely stars as if I saw them blinking and whispering to me.
Butterfly Stars On the way to the teacher's house, I looked at the stars all over the sky, some bright, some dark, and some red stars. I watched carefully as I walked. Suddenly, I found a butterfly-like star in the southeast. It seemed to look at me and kept flapping its brilliant wings.
* The white dress floats on the fine sand, feeling the soft, delicate ~ gentle sea breeze ... bitter taste ~ ~ The rainy sky hangs over the tired sea ~ A little bit of sand records the journey ~ It records the past of "I ride the east wind and never look back" ~ Even the tiny sand has strength ... White clothes are not afraid of the night!
* Today's white clothes are still floating on the beach ~ still attached to gentle touch ~ still looking for such a unique feeling everywhere ~, looking back for a moment ~ clothes plunged into the sand ~ tight attachment ... soft power can move the corner of Mount Tai ~ ~ What a shock! Warm smile ~ gentle as ever ......
In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon went down and the sun was still outside, leaving only a piece of blue.
Day; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.
(Lu Xun)
Late autumn dusk always comes quickly, before Shan Ye is evaporated by the sun.
Disappeared. The sun sets in the western hills. Therefore, the blue wind in the valley has a strong coolness.
Driving white fog, wandering down the mountain; And the shadow of the mountain, fell in faster.
In the village, the shadow became thicker and thicker, and gradually merged with the night, but before long, it was the moon again.
The bright candle turned silver-gray.
(Feng Deying)
The bright moonlight decorated the night sky and the earth in spring. The night sky looks endless.
The international transparent sea is quiet, vast and mysterious. Dense stars are like sea water.
Small sparks flashed in the room, beating tiny spots of light. Fields, villages,
Trees, in quiet sleep, are covered with silver gauze. Mountains, vaguely, like clouds,
It is also like an island in the sea, as if calling ships sailing at night, shining a little light from time to time.
Two purple fires.
(Wu Qiang)
The undulating loess along the road rolled like waves. The sun is buried in the loess and burning.
Flesh red. However, the sun still burns strangely, turning their meat purple and black.
En Cai seems to smell a burning smell.
(Zhang Tianyi)
The bitter and hot air seems to have stagnated; The hot face waited sadly for the wind, but
It is the wind that won't come. The sun is shining in the dark blue sky; It's opposite us.
On the shore is the Yan wheat field in Huang Chengcheng. In some places, absinthe grows, even one.
The ears of wheat do not waver.
(Turgenev)
When the sun first appeared, I walked along the river to the village, so faint and clear.
Fog, so wet and humid smell of earth, kept slapping my face and getting in.
My nose.
(local records)
The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covered.
Living in the moonlight and above the fields is like a light smoke and falling asleep.
Conditions. After the sunset, the smoke in the field dispersed, and the water was as clear as water, washing away the softness.
Autumn night.
(Liu Zhuode)
That night, there was not even a cloud, and the sky was blue and transparent. Moon image
A newly-married daughter-in-law who just rose from the eastern horizon shyly got into the tree again.
Hidden in the leaves. Those dense poplar leaves are like running water, day and night.
Night rustling sand, rustling sand, where people can't see it, flows quietly and loudly.
(Serina Liu)
The cloud moves slowly, and the full moon that has been swallowed for a long time suddenly jumps out, like
A gold plate that just came out of the smelting furnace is dazzling, shining with golden light and shining all over the earth.
Bright, frogs on the lotus leaves, grasshoppers on the grass and birds on the branches are all.
This sudden light woke me up, cheered and sang loudly.
(Wang Zifu)
In August in the south, the sun is like fire. At noon, the sun made the leaves curl.
Get up. Cicada kept ringing, and the sound was very long, which added a layer of trouble to the sultry weather.
(Jin Jingmai)
Rolling purple light, Shimada Hanzo behind the poplar road, is waking up.
The earth casts colorful light. Gradually, the dazzling clouds were parted and the sun was like fire.
Balls generally appear, pouring red light on trees, plains and oceans like fire.
And the whole earth.
(Mo Bosang)
There is no moon at night, and the stars are particularly dense. After eleven o'clock, everyone slept, and it was really quiet around.
Ah, I'm afraid it's an embroidery needle. You can hear the sound when you land. Dark sky
The sky is dotted with stars, and there are piles of names in the stars that I don't know, holding hands.
A big circle looks like a pearl gem embedded in the collar. I
I really can't sleep at the moment. I got dressed, got out of bed, went to the window and stared at the sky. Calendar chaos
Under the starlight, the silent night scene, if you add a crescent moon like an eyebrow, you won't swim with us last year.
Was the scenery in Central Park average that night?
(Feng) According to
The night was too quiet, and the moonlight fell on the leaves like a mist made of hazy silver gauze.
On the porch, on the colonnade, on the armrest of the rattan chair, on the face of people, a solemn and sacred flash.
Light. The sea seems to be asleep, too, and I hear the gentle waves whispering on the shore.
(Liu) According to
The night is dark and the moon is in the sky, but I don't know where to hide it, because this Diana is very small.
Sister (the moon god in Greek and Roman mythology) sometimes secretly runs to the other side of the earth to go shopping, which is harmful.
The mountains here are black and the fields are gloomy.
Cervantes (West)
The scorching sun is high above the world. Red light hits the ground,
The ground caught fire and the oil was reflected in the boiling flame. Keywords transpiration, asphyxia, coolness,
Bored to the point that the underlying cells and fibers burst with trembling.
(Rou Shi)
Under the bodhi tree, it is cool and quiet; When flies and bees fly to the shade, so do their songs.
Seems to be particularly gentle; Oil green grass, not a little golden, fresh and lovely,
Head-up, no fluctuation; The slender stems stand upright and motionless, as if there were
After a dream; There are countless small yellow flowers hanging on the short branches of the bodhi tree, which are still.
Looks like he's dead. Every breath, the fragrance makes people feel the heart, and the heart is also readily absorbed.
People are fragrant. Far away, on the other side of the river, until the horizon, everything is bright.
Rotting glory; From time to time, a breeze passes by, wrinkling Ye Ping and strengthening the light; A layer of brilliance
Mist enveloped the whole field. Birds are silent. In the hot noon, birds are always absent.
Singing; However, the hehe sound of the weaver girl is everywhere. Listen to this warm life
Singing makes people sit quietly in the quiet shadow and feel very happy;
It makes people sleepy, but it also tempts deep fantasy dreams.
(Turgenev)
The afternoon sun was so strong that even the water in the paddy field steamed slightly.
Keep your voice down. The leaves of seedlings can stand paper, but they lose their light green luster and have nothing.
The wind, the people walking on the ridge with seedlings on both sides, is simply sultry, sweaty and angry.
It's not easy to take a bite. Nobody wants to come out.
(Ai Wu)
The fresh air makes the earth vast and infinite. Everything is here.
Go far away and call people to the blue edge of the earth. Stand here.
I have seen the sun rise more than ten times, and every time a new one is born in front of me.
The world is full of novel beauty.
(Gorky)
It's not sunrise yet, it's just a little dawn; It was a wonderful and infinite time.
Carving. In the deep white sky, there are still a few stars scattered. It's getting dark, and it's getting dark.
Everything is white, the weeds are trembling slightly, and everywhere is shrouded in mysterious light. A lark,
It seems to meet the stars and sing in the sky, and the vast sky seems to be.
Hold your breath and listen to the ode that this little life sings for the world. In the east, Mount Glass.
The depression reflects the bronze horizon, showing its shadow; The dazzling white stars are hanging.
On the top of this mountain, it seems that a soul flies out of this dark Shan Ye.
(Hugo)
Mountains, trees, jungles and mounds in the distance are hazy, like veils.
The night is not the same black, and the mountains, forests and hills all have different colors; There is black ink,
Thick black, light black, light black and dark gray are like silver, much like China painters.
It is appropriate to draw a shadow like that. All this is not static, it seems to be floating mysteriously.
Get close to pedestrians when they are swimming.
(Haoran)
You can see the orange round glass roof under the tree, and the misty fog rises from the canyon.
Quiet lilac flowers, flowers have not yet opened, immersed in the moonlight. All the flowers, dew
Those who get wet can share neatly with each other. Light and shadow mix together, just like on the Australian trail.
It doesn't seem to be composed of trees and roads, but a transparent house that swings from side to side.
(lev tolstoy)