1. Good sentences to describe the desert
A round sunset sticks to the ridgeline of the desert, and the earth is darkened, revealing a layer of deep red; The desert waves of the sun were frozen, like a sleeping sea.
The climate in the desert area can change greatly in an instant, from sunny weather to sudden wind and sand.
The boundless desert is like a yellow sea, with the sun shining on it and thousands of lights shining.
The continuous undulating sand dunes are really like waves in the sea.
The strong wind blows in the desert, the sand grains are flying, the sky is dark and the earth is dark. This is simply a world of sand, with no place for you to stand.
The hot air in the desert can almost steam people.
The sand waves surged forward one by one, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off one layer after another of the desert.
The quicksand underfoot is hot to the feet, as if it is about to turn into flaming red lava.
The camel, which is usually as well-behaved as a cat, ran wildly with its hooves and plunged its head into the river as soon as it saw the river.
There are many cyclones in the desert, one after another, rolling up the yellow sand as high as possible, like smoke rising from the flat ground, spinning and flying across the desert.
A green oasis appears in front of you, like an emerald inlaid on the edge of the desert.
The sand dunes tens of meters high under my feet are like rolling mountains running from east to west.
Under the scorching sun, waves of heat are rising in the desert, making it difficult to breathe.
Due to the influence of sunlight and cloud shadows, this vast desert turns into a clear blue sea.
The desert is endless and vast, and people suddenly seem so small in it.
When it comes to the desert, people will be intimidated by its desolation and desolation.
Outside the car window is the boundless Gobi desert, steaming with heat waves under the scorching sunshine.
In order to survive in the water-scarce desert, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to pierce its roots deeply into the sand, reaching tens of meters long, extending to places with water sources.
Standing below and looking at the sand dune, the sand dune is like a lying giant. Compared with it, I am like a citizen of the "Lilliputian Country".
Looking up, those who are climbing the sandy slope are like colorful flowing dots against the golden background... all of which form a beautiful picture.
This sand dune protrudes from the ground, blends with the blue sky and the sunset, and looks vast, picturesque and dreamlike. It really makes people wonder if it is a "mirage".
Climbing a sand dune is more difficult than climbing a mountain. When you step on the dune, the soft sand will sink you in, and the sand will slide down, and you will be sent to where you were.
The desert stretches out to the horizon. Where the sky and the earth meet, jagged sand dunes rise undulatingly.
The merciless scorching sun spurted onto the earth like a flame without any obstruction, and the vast desert was baked like a steamer, and the heat was overwhelming.
The vast Gobi Desert is like a yellow sea. The sun shines on it, and thousands of lights shine on it.
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The desert was covered in white mist, and nothing could be seen. When the morning glow comes out, the color of the fog gradually changes from white to red. The bright red sun on the desert is like a huge red agate, and its brilliance is extremely charming.
The vast desert, the dead sea of ??sand. Powerful, quiet, with a straight face, it always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always hot yellow. It is as if nature has solidified the turbulent waves and emptying angry waves in an instant, making it stay still forever.
The fiery red sun rises higher and higher, illuminating the silent "waves" on the sandy sea. In an instant, a gray fog of sand rose from the desert. We drove hard through the desert in an off-road vehicle.
At a glance, there is a monotonous yellow color everywhere, not even a tree. The vastness of the desert makes each of us feel tired, as if we can never get out. It was nearly noon, and the sun was rising so high that the desert was smoking. We got off the car to rest and put up an awning, but the sand was so hot that we were told to stand rather than sit. For the first time, I felt the horror of the desert.
The afterglow of the setting sun painted the desert with a layer of red, and the scorching heat slowly dissipated, replaced by the slowly opening dim sky, which enveloped the entire desert. The desert looks more desolate and tragic in the evening.
I rode a camel, known as the "Ship of the Desert", and walked leisurely in the desert, leaving two lines of deep hoof prints behind me. There are several small sand dunes in the distance. According to the guide, when strong winds blow, the sand dunes will be blown everywhere. Turning around the dunes, we finally saw the remains of the ancient castle. Those ruins that have been eroded by wind and sand for a long time look so desolate in the vast desert.
As night falls, a sad red crescent moon hangs high in the sky, staring at this desolate land indifferently, with a bit of coldness and depression, the west wind howls, filling the entire desert with a wave of There is a murderous atmosphere; only the lonely sandstone stares at all this coldly, as if it is still expecting this place to become noisy and lively, but what makes it feel desperate is always: life dies under the gravel, and the gravel dies under the life desolate! 2. Good sentences and paragraphs about the desert
Good sentences
A round sunset sticks to the ridge of the desert, making the earth dark, revealing a layer of depth. Red; the desert waves holding the setting sun have solidified, like a sleeping sea.
The climate in the desert area can change greatly in an instant, from sunny weather to sudden wind and sand.
The boundless desert is like a yellow sea, with the sun shining on it and thousands of lights shining.
The continuous undulating sand dunes are really like waves in the sea.
The strong wind blows in the desert, the sand grains are flying, the sky is dark and the earth is dark. This is simply a world of sand, with no place for you to stand.
The hot air in the desert can almost steam people.
The sand waves surged forward one by one, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off one layer after another of the desert.
The quicksand underfoot is hot to the feet, as if it is about to turn into flaming red lava.
The camel, which is usually as well-behaved as a cat, ran wildly with its hooves and plunged its head into the river as soon as it saw the river.
There are many cyclones in the desert, one after another, rolling up the yellow sand as high as possible, like smoke rising from the flat ground, spinning and flying across the desert.
A green oasis appears in front of you, like an emerald inlaid on the edge of the desert.
The sand dunes tens of meters high under my feet are like rolling mountains running from east to west.
Under the scorching sun, waves of heat are rising in the desert, making it difficult to breathe.
Due to the influence of sunlight and cloud shadows, this vast desert turns into a clear blue sea.
The desert is endless and vast, and people suddenly seem so small in it.
When it comes to the desert, people will be intimidated by its desolation and desolation.
Outside the car window is the boundless Gobi desert, steaming with heat waves under the scorching sunshine.
In order to survive in the water-scarce desert, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to pierce its roots deeply into the sand, reaching tens of meters long, extending to places with water sources.
Standing below and looking at the sand dune, the sand dune is like a lying giant. Compared with it, I am like a citizen of the "Lilliputian Country".
Looking up, those who are climbing the sandy slope are like colorful flowing dots against the golden background... all of which form a beautiful picture.
This sand dune protrudes from the ground, blends with the blue sky and the sunset, and looks vast, picturesque and dreamlike. It really makes people wonder if it is a "mirage".
Climbing a sand dune is more difficult than climbing a mountain. When you step on the dune, the soft sand will sink you in, and the sand will slide down, and you will be sent to where you were.
The desert stretches out to the horizon. Where the sky and the earth meet, jagged sand dunes rise undulatingly.
The merciless scorching sun spurted onto the earth like a flame without any obstruction, and the vast desert was baked like a steamer, and the heat was overwhelming.
The vast Gobi Desert is like a yellow sea. The sun shines on it, and thousands of lights shine on it.
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The desert was covered in white mist, and nothing could be seen. When the morning glow comes out, the color of the fog gradually changes from white to red. The bright red sun on the desert is like a huge red agate, and its brilliance is extremely charming.
The vast desert, the dead sea of ??sand. Powerful, quiet, with a straight face, it always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always hot yellow. It is as if nature has solidified the turbulent waves and emptying angry waves in an instant, making it stay still forever.
The fiery red sun rises higher and higher, illuminating the silent "waves" on the sandy sea. In an instant, a gray fog of sand rose from the desert. We drove hard through the desert in an off-road vehicle. At a glance, there is a monotonous yellow color everywhere, not even a tree. The vastness of the desert makes each of us feel tired, as if we can never get out. It was nearly noon, and the sun was rising so high that the desert was smoking. We got off the car to rest and put up an awning, but the sand was so hot that we were told to stand rather than sit. For the first time, I felt the horror of the desert.
The afterglow of the setting sun painted the desert with a layer of red, and the scorching heat slowly dissipated, replaced by the slowly opening dim sky, which enveloped the entire desert. The desert looks more desolate and tragic in the evening.
I rode a camel, known as the "Ship of the Desert", and walked leisurely in the desert, leaving two lines of deep hoof prints behind me. There are several small sand dunes in the distance. According to the guide, when strong winds blow, the sand dunes will be blown everywhere. Turning around the dunes, we finally saw the remains of the ancient castle. Those ruins that have been eroded by wind and sand for a long time look so desolate in the vast desert. 3. Words to describe sand
Tiny, insignificant, subtle, tiny, tiny
1. Tiny [ wēi xiǎo ]
Explanation: extremely small: ~ particles. ~ progress. Personal power is~.
Example: Every small progress we make will make Teacher Liu very happy.
2. Small [ miǎo xiǎo ]
Explanation: Small.
Example: The power of a person is very small, only the power of unity is infinite.
3. Subtle [ xì wēi ]
Explanation: tiny; tiny: change of ~. ~ action. The sound is very~.
Example: Grandma is over eighty years old, but her hearing is still very good and she can hear even the smallest sounds.
4. 小小 [miǎo xiǎo]
Explanation: 小: The power of the collective is great, and the power of the individual is ~.
Example: The earth is like a blue sea, and we, the tiny ones, are just water droplets that merge into the sea.
5. Small [ xì xiǎo ]
Explanation: very small: ~ raindrops. ~ thing.
Example: In the aquarium, we saw this sea creature with many tiny tentacles. 4. Good words and sentences about the beach
Beautiful sentences to describe the beach 1. Step on the fine sand and look at the sea! The morning breeze touches your face, refreshing and pleasant; the smell of sea food enters your nose and touches your soul.
The white waves connect the sky and the earth, rolling in, rolling and rolling, which is really powerful. The scattered small islands compel people to imagine endlessly; the yachts flying around arouse tourists' emotions.
2. The bright sun in the sky enthusiastically sheds golden light, showing friendly respect to the soldiers; the waves of the sea are also more and more excited, playfully rushing to the shore, wanting to kiss these protectors The strong men who defended the country; the lush green coastal protective forests, the elegant and unique bathing villas, and the soft golden sand accommodated our dear and lovely soldiers with indescribable joy. 3. Wandering on the golden beach, with blue waves and crowds of people, the scenery in front of you will undoubtedly melt you into the embrace of the sea, making you intoxicated in a state of forgetfulness.
Even if you get covered in sand and a wave rolls over, the sand will be washed away without a trace in an instant, leaving you refreshed and refreshed. 4. I don’t know how many years have passed, but the beach has not changed much except for being slightly thinner.
The sunshine when visiting here is still very gentle; the birds looking for food on the beach are still calm and undistracted; the cool sea water is still as open-minded as ever - it likes to be clean and is good at hiding dirt. . Its persistence, tepid, has been preserved for countless centuries! 5. On the white beach, the houses of the little blue crabs are built on the wetlands cleaned by the sea water. Behind the thin window sills, their eyes explore the world. They watch the tourists coming and going around with surprise and shyness. Go, with laughter, cry, with joy, with life and death, and their own days, winter passes and spring comes, peaceful, auspicious and healthy.
6. On the white beach, the white coral or pearls are randomly discarded, broken and dazzling. Coconut trees and mangroves always want to stretch their shadows longer and get closer to the vast sea. Their childishness and simplicity bring tranquility and imagination to the beach - in the embrace of the sea where water and sky meet. , everyone can have flowers before the moon and a life like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
7. This wonderful beach lies on the edge of the Taiwan Strait at the mouth of the Min River. Year-round waves have washed the golden sand into smooth and delicate skin, and the elegant wind and the moon have transformed the mountains. The whisking of the secret water is practicing various changes here! From the moment I stepped onto the beach, vastness was in my mind. There are fewer distracting thoughts, and all the trivial matters around me are put down, just like this empty white space, which is indescribably beautiful.
After thousands of years of sifting, the beach is exceptionally soft and moist, and the waves come quietly and then retreat quietly. There were a few vague figures scattered on the beach, some chasing each other, some whispering, and some lying on the beach, all enjoying this wonderful time.
8. In the night, the beach glowed with a hazy white light. Moist wind flows in the river beach.
From time to time, clear splashing sounds can be heard in the stream; occasionally, one or two nightingales and the hoarse screams of disturbed cicadas can be heard from the forest guarding the river. On the long beach, there are scattered figures of people enjoying the cool air.
Some are talking about farming; some are passing on anecdotes; some are telling "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" with a strong local accent; or they are playing the piano and singing the hometown Lu opera tune - "Qingming Festival on March 3rd"... …3 Sunshine, beach, waves, old captain. This is my childhood longing for the beach and the sea. As I grow older, these yearnings become memories.
9. It is said to be a beach, but in fact it should be called a river beach. After renovation, the river beach has become smooth, orderly, natural and tranquil.
In the past, there was no trace of the chaotic and disorderly dilapidated scene with crisscrossed tunnels and dense traps following random excavation and mining; unfortunately, what also disappeared at the same time was the continuous beach, where the fine sand and water connected, Has the seamless beauty become a mirage? That situation of stepping on the beach with bare feet, running wildly, playing in the water, and forgetting everything will forever be a thing of the past? Without the long stretch of beach, the huge river beach gives people an empty feeling, as if something is always missing. Fortunately, there are pebbles all over the river beach, large and small, white and clean, well-proportioned, the water and stones are interdependent, and the sand and stone are integrated, which is also a unique scenery.
10. On the beach, there were childish calls. A group of naked children, also naked with their own desires, desperately chased and ran into the distance.
The gold seems to be jumping and running, and it seems that it can never catch up. Until I was too tired and couldn't run anymore, I dug a hole on the beach, and the stream water slowly soaked in. It was turbid at first, then clear, and after a while, there was a pool of sweet water.
We lowered our heads and drank happily. When I dug the sand pit, the sand left on my hands shone like gold.
It turns out that what was shining was just some mica debris. 11. The beach is a small corner of the universe.
I don’t want to say that I came here to heal my wounds secretly, that would be too pretentious. I just want to ask every grain of sand and every wave how you are. Wandering between the lines of full-grained words is like finding sunshine-like revelations in a thread-bound book, exploring how the coldness and loftiness of life are cast into a page of vicissitudes of life.
12. The beach is soft and warm, exuding the scent of the sun. She protects our childhood dreams.
When we were children, we often spent the night at the beach (at that time, we didn’t seem to have to worry about human traffickers kidnapping us in our sleep). As the night went on, the people gradually dispersed, and the beach suddenly became much empty.
We were also crazy and tired, so we spread straw curtains and dog skin mattresses on the beach, and then covered them with cotton blankets or something, and then we could have a sound sleep. The soft wind and streams brewed my childhood dreams fragrantly and sweetly.
13. Appreciating the beach is not actually experiencing a bitter reincarnation? Just like using your own net to catch your own fish over and over again, the futility of your efforts is by no means insignificant. There is no need to look into what is behind the sand. There is only a love song like sorrow, like a cold beautiful snake, rushing in from a familiar place, filling the weak heart with sorrow and sadness.
14. In the summer of Golden Beach, under the blue sky and in the sunshine, colorful sun umbrellas, yurts, tents and life-saving swimming gear are dotted along the coast, which constitutes a bright and charming scenery of the island city in summer. Visitors may rent a sun umbrella to take a break and chat and laugh; they may lie down on the beach with their families and enjoy the unique sunbathing; they may swim in the offshore sea, or ride a motorboat across the sea.
A colorful sun umbrella is like a romantic feeling and an atmosphere, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of travelers unconsciously. 5. Good words and sentences about the beach and the sky
Good words to describe the beach: sparkling, endless, vast sea and sky, magnificent, glittering, beautiful. Good words to describe the beach: 1. Head-on. What hit me was the sticky sea breeze and the slightest fishy smell.
I walked barefoot on the beach, and the falling water ruthlessly erased my footprints. I was so cold that I had no time to sigh. 2. The sun is out, and the bright sunshine shines on the white and vast beach. The sea water rises and recedes, the coconut trees sway in the wind, and the air is naturally fresh.
I have been reluctant to leave for a long time. Such a beautiful North Sea makes people forget to leave. Welcome to the beautiful Silver Beach of Beihai, enjoy the sunshine, embrace the sea water, and stroll along the Silver Beach! 3. The wide beach is full of crystal clear and fine sand. Stepping on it is like stepping on a soft and comfortable carpet.
A wave came, and the sea water rushed to my feet, which was cool and comfortable. The water receded, and the sand it carried away slipped past my feet, which made me feel a little itchy. Some sand remained, causing my feet to sink into the sand.
Another wave hit, and my feet sank in again. Several times in a row, even the insteps were submerged in the sand.
4. Looking from a distance, the yellow sand is shining with golden light under the reflection of the sun, as if there are gold jewels on it. 5. I came to the seaside, and the hot gravel wrapped my feet. Before I lift my feet, there will be waves to wet your feet. The unpleasantness of contact with the beach disappears instantly and turns into the gentle breath of the sea - it touches your feet with its soft hands, which is extremely comfortable. . The sea breeze mixed with the smell of fish blew, and I felt the breath of the sea, as if I was drunk. I closed my eyes, opened my arms, and felt the embrace of the sea. I really wanted to stand here forever.
6. I don’t know how many years have passed, but the beach has not changed much except for being slightly thinner. The sunshine that comes here is still very gentle; the birds looking for food on the beach are still calm and undistracted; the cool sea water is still as open-minded as ever - it likes to be clean and is good at hiding dirt.
Its persistence, tepidness, has been preserved for countless centuries! 7. In the night, the beach glowed with a hazy white light. Moist wind flows in the river beach.
From time to time, clear splashing sounds can be heard in the stream; occasionally, one or two nightingales and the hoarse screams of disturbed cicadas can be heard from the forest guarding the river. On the long beach, there are scattered figures of people enjoying the cool air.
Some are talking about farming; some are passing on anecdotes; some are telling "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" with a strong local accent; or they are playing the piano and singing the hometown Lu opera tune - "Qingming Festival on March 3rd"... …8. Wandering on the golden beach, with blue waves and crowds of people, the scenery in front of you will undoubtedly melt you into the arms of the sea, making you intoxicated in a state of forgetfulness. Even if you get covered in sand and a wave rolls over, the sand will be washed away without a trace in an instant, leaving you refreshed and refreshed.
9. On the beach, there were childish calls. A group of naked children, also naked with their own desires, chased and ran desperately into the distance.
The gold seems to be jumping and running, and it seems that it can never catch up. Until I was too tired and couldn't run anymore, I dug a hole on the beach, and the stream water slowly soaked in. It was turbid at first, then clear, and after a while, there was a pool of sweet water.
We lowered our heads and drank happily. When I dug the sand pit, the sand left on my hands shone like gold.
It turns out that what was shining was just some mica debris. 10. The beach is a small corner of the universe.
I don’t want to say that I came here to heal my wounds secretly, that would be too pretentious. I just want to ask every grain of sand and every wave how you are. Wandering between the lines of full-grained words is like finding sunshine-like revelations in a thread-bound book, exploring how the coldness and loftiness of life are cast into a page of vicissitudes of life.
11. The beach is soft, warm, and exudes the scent of the sun. She protects our childhood dreams.
When we were children, we often spent the night at the beach (at that time, we didn’t seem to have to worry about human traffickers kidnapping us in our sleep). As the night went on, the people gradually dispersed, and the beach suddenly became much empty.
We were also crazy and tired, so we spread straw curtains and dog skin mattresses on the beach, and then covered them with cotton blankets or something, and then we could have a sound sleep. The soft wind and streams brewed my childhood dreams fragrantly and sweetly.
12. On the white beach, the house of the little blue crabs is built on the wetland washed by the sea water. Behind the thin window sill, their eyes explore the world. They look at it with surprise and shyness. Tourists come and go, laughing, crying, rejoicing, and dying, and their own days, winter passes and spring comes, are peaceful, auspicious and healthy. 13. On the white beach, the white coral or pearls are randomly discarded, broken and dazzling.
Coconut trees and mangroves always want to stretch their shadows longer and get closer to the vast sea. Their childishness and simplicity bring tranquility and imagination to the beach - in this water and sky In the embrace of the sea, everyone can have a life like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, surrounded by flowers and under the moon. 14. Stepping on the fine sand, looking at the sea! The morning breeze touches your face, refreshing and pleasant; the smell of sea food enters your nose and touches your soul.
The white waves connect the sky and the earth, rolling in, rolling and rolling, which is really powerful. The scattered small islands compel people to imagine endlessly; the yachts flying around arouse tourists' emotions.
15. It is said to be a beach, but in fact it should be called a river beach. After renovation, the river beach has become smooth, orderly, natural and tranquil.
In the past, there was no trace of the chaotic and disorderly dilapidated scene with crisscrossed tunnels, dense traps, and random mining. Unfortunately, what also disappeared at the same time was the continuous beach, with its fine sand and water-like texture. Then, has the seamless beauty become a mirage? That situation of stepping on the beach with bare feet, running wildly, playing in the water, and forgetting everything will forever be a thing of the past? Without the long stretches of beach, the huge river beach gives people an empty feeling, as if something is always missing. Fortunately, there are pebbles all over the river beach, large and small, white and clean, well-proportioned, water and stone depend on each other, and sand and stone are integrated, which is also a unique scenery.
16. This wonderful beach lies on the edge of the Taiwan Strait at the mouth of the Min River. Year-round waves have washed the golden sand into smooth and delicate skin. The elegant wind, the changing moon, The mystery of the mountains and the swaying of the water are all kinds of changes happening here! From the moment I stepped onto the beach, vastness was in my mind. There are fewer distracting thoughts and all the trivial matters around you are put down. 6. Words to describe sand
Sing "Measure the Sand". Think of the sand as rice and shout out the numbers when measuring. It is a metaphor for stabilizing the morale of the army and creating illusions to confuse the enemy.
Chongsha Monkey Crane used to be a metaphor for soldiers who died in battle. Also refers to people who died in war.
Cook sand to make rice. Cook sand to make rice. The metaphor is laborious but useless.
To break the casserole and ask the truth means to get to the bottom of something.
Dalang Taosha Tao: wash with water. Remove impurities. Wash away the sand and gravel in the big waves. It is a metaphor for being tested and selected in a fierce struggle.
Flying sand and gravel. Sand: sand; gravel: small stones. Sand and soil are flying and small rocks are rolling. Describes a strong wind.
Flying sand and rolling rocks. Sand and soil are flying and rocks are rolling. Describes a violent wind.
Insinuations: Legend has it that an animal called a snake sprays people's shadows with sand in the water, making them sick. It is a metaphor for secretly attacking or framing someone.
Number of Sands in the Ganges River Ganges: The largest river in South Asia. Like grains of sand in the Ganges, it cannot be counted. Describes a large number.
Painting with sand and ink pads is a metaphor for calligraphers using a pen.
Accumulating sand to form a tower is a metaphor for accumulating less and making more.
Gather sand to form a pagoda. Gather fine sand to form a pagoda. Originally refers to children's tower building game. The latter is a metaphor for adding up a little and making a lot.
The mud and sand are washed down together with the water in the rapids of the river. It is a metaphor that good people and bad people are mixed together.
Pai Sha Jian Jin Pai: remove; Simplify: select. Push through the sand to pick out the gold. It is a metaphor for selecting the essence from a large number of things.
Digging through the sand to pick out gold. Digging through the sand to pick out gold. It is a metaphor for selecting the essence from a large number of things.
Sand in the fist. The sand cannot be squeezed together in the hand. A metaphor for a relationship that is not harmonious.
Like an awl drawing on sand. It's like using an awl to draw on the sand. Describes calligraphy strokes that are even but not sharp.
Gold panning in the sand Panning: Rinse with water and filter out impurities. Digging gold out of the sand. It is a metaphor that good things are hard to come by. It also means doing things that take a lot of effort but yield little results. It is also a metaphor for drawing from a large amount of materials.
Panning for gold Use water selection to get real gold from the sand. It is a metaphor for removing impurities and extracting essence. It also means a lot of effort but little results.
A mess of loose sand is a metaphor for power being dispersed and not organized.
7. Words to describe sand
Draw sand and Jumi: draw a map on the sand, Jumi is a valley, which refers to drawing the military situation and making decisions. Walking on stones and flying sand: flying sand and rolling stones. Describes the wind. Violent. To count the sand in the sea: To count the sand at the bottom of the sea. It is a metaphor for wasting your efforts. To hold the sand in your fists: to hold the sand with your hands and cannot knead it together. It is a metaphor for disunity. To peel off the sand and cut it open: to separate it. To separate it. Jade stone. To distinguish gold from grains of sand, to cut out beautiful jade from stones. A metaphor for identifying and selecting talents among many people. Flying sand and gravel: sand: sand and soil; gravel: small stones. Sand and soil Flying, rolling small stones. Describes a strong wind. Broken halberd sinks in the sand: Halberd: an ancient weapon. The broken halberd sank in the sand. Describes a heavy failure. Steamed sand into rice: Steam the sand into rice. .Metaphor that things are impossible to succeed. Panning for gold: Obtaining real gold from the sand by using water. It is a metaphor for removing impurities and extracting essence. It is also a metaphor for a lot of effort and little results. Like drawing on the sand with an awl: Like using an awl to draw on the sand. As if it came out. Describes calligraphy strokes that are even and not sharp. Panning for gold in the sand: Washing with water to filter out impurities. Finding gold from the sand. It is a metaphor for good things that are hard to come by. It is also a metaphor for doing things that require a lot of effort but little results. It is also a metaphor for extracting from a large amount of money. Select the best from the materials. Mu Sha Ji Xia: Refers to the mud and sand washed down together with the water in the rapids of the river. It is a metaphor for good people and bad people mixed together. Discarding the sand, Jian Jin: Pai: to remove; Jian: to select. Push aside the sand to pick out the gold. .Metaphor for selecting the essence from a large number of things. Number of sands in the Ganges River: Ganges River: a large river in South Asia. Like the grains of sand in the Ganges River, it cannot be counted. Describes a large number. Innuendo: Legend has it that an animal called a snake sprays sand in the water. A person's shadow makes people sick. It is a metaphor for secretly attacking or framing people. Flying sand and stones: flying sand and rolling stones. Describes a violent wind. Washing the sand with big waves: Tao: washing with water. Remove impurities. Wash the sand and stones in the big waves. It is a metaphor for the fierceness of the wind. To withstand the test and sifting in the struggle. To separate the sand and pick out the gold. It is a metaphor for selecting the essence from a large number of things. To gather sand into a pagoda: to accumulate fine sand into a pagoda. A metaphor for accumulating less to make more. To cook with sand and to make rice. Rice. Metaphor for futility and wasted effort. Singing "Measure the Sand": Treat the sand as rice and shout the numbers when measuring. Metaphor for using illusions to stabilize the morale of the army and confuse the enemy. The white sand is in Nirvana, and it is black with it: Nirvana: black soil. White fine sand Mixed in black soil, it will naturally turn black. It is a metaphor that good people will gradually become bad if they are in a bad environment. 8. Looking for a good sentence and paragraph to describe the stone
Gradually, the stone sank into the dream of noon and realized its own existence. It is so simple and clear that the stone has always been a stone, not anything else but a stone. Only the stone can be expressed, just as the sky can be expressed. Under the noon sun, the stone rotates, showing various colors: hazy snow-white, confused dark gray, noble goose yellow, solemn iron-green. The perfect personality is deeply embedded in it, making all hypocrisy I shudder, don't try to change the stone. At this moment, my burning eyes are caressing this stone like fire. In the sacred furnace, ancient visions come one after another and fall into the desolate heart. I wake up with horror. It's not me feeling the stone, it's the stone feeling. This special caress of mine makes me happy. I completely relax myself and want to ride the wind away. But the stone remains motionless. It is not as good as a stone to sink. This stone lies here quietly, dreaming of a big unknown dream. The west wind, The flow visited it over and over again. Suddenly one day, a miracle happened: the hard stone was covered with colorful soft petals. It was a rebellion against tradition, negated by all the most stubborn denials - in fact, the miracle had already happened. We cannot see it with our ordinary naked eyes.
9. Looking for a good sentence and paragraph to describe the stone
Gradually, the stone sank into the dream of noon
How simple and clear it is to realize one's own existence
A stone has always been a stone, not anything else
Only a stone can express a stone, just as the sky can express the sky
Under the noon sun, the stone rotates, showing various Color:
Hazy snow white, confused dark gray, noble goose yellow, solemn iron blue
The perfect personality is deeply embedded in it, making all hypocrites shudder
Don't try to change the stone
At this moment, my burning eyes caress this stone like fire
In the sacred furnace, ancient visions come one after another
Falling into the desolate sea of ????heart, I woke up with horror
It’s not me feeling the stone, it’s the stone feeling me
This special caress makes me happy
I completely relaxed myself and wanted to ride the wind and go away
The stone remained motionless, and a person is as heavy as a stone
This stone lay here quietly, doing something unknown. The big dream
The west wind visited it again and again
Suddenly one day, a miracle happened:
The hard stone was covered with colorful flowers. Soft petals
That is a rebellion against tradition, the negation of all the most stubborn negations
--In fact, the miracle has already happened
It's just our ordinary Invisible to the naked eye