Extracted words and sentences 1. Find all kinds of good words, sentences and paragraphs.
Good words, good sentences and good paragraphs describe the campus schoolhouse, classroom, playground, track and field, quiet and full of vitality, beautiful spring, noisy and lively books, weeping willows, laughter and laughter in tree-lined paths, elegant and fragrant environment and charming and energetic scenery. Our school is like a big garden, so beautiful and lovely, we thrive here.
When we entered the classroom, we saw thick fog rolling in the window. The classroom is like a big steamer. Spring makes the earth look brand-new, gives all love to our school, gives us joy and hope, and urges us to make progress.
There are four charming seasons on campus: pink spring, lush summer, autumn with fragrant maple and chrysanthemum, and winter with green and white. The past four dilapidated school buildings have disappeared, brand-new classrooms and conference rooms stand in barrier-like walls, and small and exquisite reception rooms guard the west side of the gate.
There is a diamond goldfish pond in the middle court of the school. There are many little red goldfish in it. They chased and frolicked in the clear water. Good words, good sentences, good paragraphs, good words about mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, hillsides, forests, Qian Shan, a beautiful mountain, heroic mountains, clear water, beautiful mountains and green water, tall trees and lush valleys, green mountains and green water, beautiful green mountains in Qinghai, barren hills and clouds, winding peaks, towering mountains and majestic mountains. The mountains exposed from the clouds hang like islands.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth. The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other.
The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable. The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood.
Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night. The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy.
The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold. The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square.
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The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter. Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious. Good words, good sentences, good paragraphs, good words about mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, hillsides, forests, Qian Shan, a beautiful mountain, majestic mountains, clear water, beautiful mountains and green water, lush valleys, green mountains and green waters, beautiful green mountains, barren hills, clouds, winding peaks, majestic mountains, Qian Shan.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth. The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other.
The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable. The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood.
Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night. The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy.
The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold. The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square.
At the beginning of the morning, the mountains are like shy girls, looming and the sun is setting. Use good words, good sentences, good paragraphs and good anonymous words to describe the tides. Tidal ebb, tidal ebb, tidal current, tidal sound, tidal surge, tidal surge, waves lapping on the shore, rocks surging, waves rolling on the ground, thunder rolling the river, waves like golden drums, splashing like mountains, teeth surging, rumbling like thunder, the air like drizzle, and tidal waves rushing to the beach like stormtroopers.
The tide is several feet high and rushes in. The crazy flood season is full of chilling horror and unfathomable mystery.
The tide like a giant thunder rolled like a horde on the ground, running downstream with shouts and screams. The tide was fierce as a demon, and the churning foam lost its balance rhythm.
Crazy shooting stones, and at the same time, the golden bell is ringing, which is very rhythmic. The spring tide has risen, like the sound of pines in my hometown, like the voice of a mother calling her daughter.
Dark green sea water, rolling up a wave higher than a wave of walls rushed over, fighting really like hammering at the enemy. The tidal sound echoes the poetic rhyme of the sea, full of philosophy and enlightenment.
That artistic conception, like the strings lightly plucked by the spring breeze, is as gentle as the sunset glow. The sound of beating the beach rhythmically at high tide or low tide is like a lullaby made by a loving mother patting her baby to sleep.
Others. At that time, there was a frightening roar in the forest. With the roar, dust filled the sky and leaves flew about.
Suddenly, the sky, suddenly, it was dark. The whole sky is full of thunder, which makes people's ears numb; Sawtooth lightning, from time to time into the sky, hit the mountain! In a blink of an eye, three drops of rain in a big bowl are beating the Jialing River and the mountains.
Du Pengcheng's On a Peaceful Day, the clouds in the sky are still deploying troops, and it seems that they have not been arranged properly. The clouds rolled, merged with each other, dispersed and merged with another piece.
All the clouds face the north of the village, and lightning flashes like a bright belt on the top of the mountain, so that people can't see the shape of the belt clearly. Hills, villages and trees suddenly become like day in lightning, and then suddenly fall into endless night.
Liu Qing's "planting valley" is full of dim holes, and suddenly it lights up, flashing a tortuous rainbow, bright red is better than the glow.
2. Good words and sentences in Bing Xin's Send a Little Reader
Good writing is strange and proud to encourage sadness, indescribable pain, leisure, surprise and joy, and then blink, crouch, tame, sob and haggard. In all directions, it is still pleasant, and it is very small, with light gray tender hair, flexible small body and a pair of shining eyes. There are boats coming and going on the lake. The boundless microwave reflected the sunset, and the scenery was beautiful beyond description. The river extends into the fields. In the distance, there are several waterwheels and clusters of Mao Ting farmhouses, surrounded by trees and water, forming a village of their own. Shui Yang is light in the waves, and the branches are low in the branches. When several peasant women walked by with hoes on their shoulders, I really didn't know whether it was poetry or painting! No dandelion, no daisy, no ordinary, no sublime. From the sky to the water in front of the ship, from light red to dark green, it becomes dozens of colors, layer by layer. This steamed bread mountain is dotted all the way, until the night, the lights are brightly lit in the distance, and it has arrived in Kobe. The ship slowly stopped and many people landed. After crossing the Korean border, the sea seems to be like this.
3. Excerpts from good words and sentences
A rainbow appeared in the sky, just like a colorful bridge hanging in the sky.
(2) Dawn gradually dawned, and the pale blue sky was inlaid with a few remnant stars. The earth is hazy, like a silver-gray veil. (3) I walked on the path in Liu Yin, and saw weeping willows, as if like a shy girl with her head down, stretching her gentle posture in the morning glow.
(4) The moon like a jade plate hangs high in the light blue sky, and the moonlight pours down like running water, and the earth is silvery white. (5) The moon rises quietly from the middle of the river, round and shiny, like a silver plate.
(6) The black orange trees in the village stand like handfuls of huge umbrellas, and the trees are covered with tiny silver lights. Spring breeze is like a colored pen, which makes the whole world more colorful.
Spring breeze, like a kind mother, blows your cheeks and makes you feel comfortable and relaxed. (9) Clouds float gently in the air like white feathers.
(10) The rosy clouds on the eastern horizon change all the time, such as frost maple, durian fire, agate, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber, amber (1.
(13) The little girl's heart is as pure as snow. (14) Narcissus is beautiful, like a girl standing by the river.
(15) Spring is like a doll that just landed. It's new from head to toe and still growing. (16) Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
(17) Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward. (18) Spring is like a girl who loves beauty. Make the world colorful. Good word sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise fireball, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, sunrise! ! ! ! .
4. Excerpts from good words and sentences
The tide, like a stormtrooper, screamed and shouted and rushed desperately to the beach.
The tide is several feet high and rushes in. The crazy flood season is full of chilling horror and unfathomable mystery.
The tide like a giant thunder rolled like a horde on the ground, running downstream with shouts and screams. The tide was fierce as a demon, and the churning foam lost its balance rhythm.
Crazy shooting stones, and at the same time, the golden bell is ringing, which is very rhythmic. The spring tide has risen, like the sound of pines in my hometown, like the voice of a mother calling her daughter.
Dark green sea water, rolling up a wave higher than a wave of walls rushed over, fighting really like hammering at the enemy. The tidal sound echoes the poetic rhyme of the sea, full of philosophy and enlightenment.
That artistic conception, like the strings lightly plucked by the spring breeze, is as gentle as the sunset glow. The sound of beating the beach rhythmically at high tide or low tide is like a lullaby made by a loving mother patting her baby to sleep.
Agreed. Grass yellow again. Everywhere, the green mottles disappear, and only the dry light yellow gradually fills people's sight, which is the most flexible retroversion at the end of life.
I like to watch the fallen leaves fall on the hay. The red leaves and yellow stems are very bright and beautiful. Looking at them, I will think of the bleak glory when the sun sets slowly, and I will think of the white-haired old man walking hand in hand on the stone steps, calm and safe, that kind of warmth and touch. After the first snowstorm in winter, they will disappear on the ground, return to the embrace of Mother Earth and rest in peace.
Waiting, after a long wait, the first gentle call of the spring breeze will awaken all their descendants. I like to see the beauty of grass green Jiang Nanan, and the bleak winter escapes with their little laughter. How tender is the new green stem? In the crevices, on the soil, they bravely stand tall, grow inch by inch in the cold wind and rain, dye the banks and the earth bit by bit, and weave exciting spring clothes under the blue sky and breeze.
How can you stand the lush grass? Gently touch with your hand, as delicate as a baby's skin. A little slip from the palm of your hand, and some tiny life rhythms pass from your hand to your heart. People can't help but sigh that such a delicate plant has such tenacious vitality. It takes the lead in responding to the spring breeze, attracting pink, bees and butterflies and beautiful spring. I like to watch the grass grow in midsummer. Under the caress of the scorching sun, the grass releases all the good things in life. The endless green Yuan Ye sets off all kinds of blooming flowers, and the blue sky becomes lower in the field of vision, as if bending down close to the grass.
During this time, the grass is the biggest and softest new bed, tempting us to give our bodies to them very comfortably, without anxiety and trouble, and dreaming the most relaxing dream surrounded by the grass. When we close our eyes, the grass in the sun surrounds our sense of smell.
What a sweet and delicious fragrance it is. It is not strong with all kinds of flowers, but elegant with famous brand perfume. It is the smell of cooked rice, the smell in the milk of cattle and sheep, the original smell of nature, the taste of the earth and the embrace of mother. Yes, grass, you are the main food for cattle, horses and sheep. Through them, you become white milk, delicious meat, warm fur, and rushing power, which holds up all ethnic groups and countries.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep. Time flies, as if to see a generation of hero Genghis Khan, riding a whip, commanding thousands of troops, sweeping across Eurasia, invincible.
Grass created an unprecedented hero on horseback. The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Flexible grass, what are you? Is it our countless humble and weak lives? We are ordinary grass people, but we can also describe spring, dress up the earth, unite weak lives, change the environment and create the world.
That familiar song rings in my heart: there is no fragrance of flowers/no height of trees/I am an unknown grass/I am never lonely/I am never worried/You see my partners are all over the world ... References:
Under the banyan tree, in the lonely winter, there is monotonous yellow everywhere. Everywhere is bleak, even the clear river in the past has lost its luster and is sleepy under the ice. There is a mother and daughter, in the warm sunshine. Now, the mother is combing her daughter's hair.
She stroked her hair gently and braided her hair gently. A smile was written on her face, as if her love could never be filled, overflowing to her mouth, flowing to the corner of her eyes and spinning into a long braid.
The sun kissed the long hair, like scattered gold powder, shining with erratic brilliance. The daughter nestled in her mother's arms and kept saying something. She makes her mother laugh from time to time, and the warm family melts the cold in winter, making the winter scenery of Xiaosuo spin out the beauty of spring.
It began to snow in the evening, and then it didn't stop all night. Snowflakes fell gently on the beehive coated with black paint.
The bees are sleeping. In a delicate hexagonal honeycomb, it is like a secret letter sealed with wax.
Like refined pure gold particles, it was treasured by rich kings. In fact, it is more valuable than gold, because bees are living things.
In the sun, their dreams are the sweetest. There are Chinese milk vetch and rape flowers in the south, Sophora japonica, jujube flowers and Vitex negundo in the north, and the first floor is blooming again. But I don't know if there will be any traces of snow in the bustling dreamland tonight.
If a lovely bee wakes up quietly with the beat of snow, it will smell a wisp of fragrance falling from the sky, which is holy and magical. Unfortunately, no one is lucky enough to recover. The flowers on the earth have exhausted them.
* In the years of poverty, people can also feel some deep happiness. For example, I often remember to add a bowl of hot white rice, pour a spoonful of lard and a spoonful of soy sauce, and sit in front of the "door" (the stone steps of the hall door) to savor the aroma of lard bibimbap. Every grain of rice is full of happiness. The happiness of life lies not in one's environment, one's position and what one can enjoy, but in how one's heart corresponds to life.
Therefore, happiness is not determined by external things. The poor have their happiness, the rich have their happiness, the powerful have their happiness, and the humble have their happiness. In life, everyone has laughter and tears; In life, everyone has happiness and troubles.
5. Excerpted words, sentences and paragraphs
Good word campus schoolhouse classroom playground runway is quiet, noisy, clean, neat and happy, playing and doing exercises. The playground and runway are quiet and full of vitality, with beautiful spring, full of people, noisy and lively books, weeping willows, elegant environment, full of fragrance, charming scenery, vitality and prosperity. Our school is like a big garden, so beautiful and lovely that we thrive here.
When we entered the classroom, we saw thick fog rolling in the window. The classroom is like a big steamer. Spring makes the earth look brand-new, gives all love to our school, gives us joy and hope, and urges us to make progress.
There are four charming seasons on campus: pink spring, lush summer, autumn with fragrant maple and chrysanthemum, and winter with green and white. The past four dilapidated school buildings have disappeared, brand-new classrooms and conference rooms stand in barrier-like walls, and small and exquisite reception rooms guard the west side of the gate.
There is a diamond goldfish pond in the middle court of the school. There are many little red goldfish in it. They chased and frolicked in the clear water. Good words, good sentences, good paragraphs, good words about mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, hillsides, forests, Qian Shan, a beautiful mountain, majestic mountains, clear water, beautiful mountains and green water, lush valleys, green mountains and green waters, beautiful green mountains, barren hills, clouds, winding peaks, majestic mountains, Qian Shan.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth. The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other.
The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable. The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood.
Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night. The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy.
The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold. The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square.
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The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter. Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious. Good words, good sentences, good paragraphs, good words about mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, hillsides, forests, Qian Shan, a beautiful mountain, majestic mountains, clear water, beautiful mountains and green water, lush valleys, green mountains and green waters, beautiful green mountains, barren hills, clouds, winding peaks, majestic mountains, Qian Shan.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth. The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other.
The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable. The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood.
Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night. The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy.
The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold. The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square.
At the beginning of the morning, the mountains are like shy girls, looming and the sun is setting. Use good words, good sentences, good paragraphs and good anonymous words to describe the tides. The tide rises and falls, the tide rises and falls, the night tide, the tide sounds, the strong wind, the tsunami surges, the waves beat on the shore, the rocks surge, the waves roll, the thunderous waves roll across the river, the waves are like golden drums, the spray flies like mountains, the teeth rush, the thunder rumbles, the drizzle in the air, and the tides rush to the beach like stormtroopers.
The tide is several feet high and rushes in. The crazy flood season is full of chilling horror and unfathomable mystery.
The tide like a giant thunder rolled like a horde on the ground, running downstream with shouts and screams. The tide was fierce as a demon, and the churning foam lost its balance rhythm.
Crazy shooting stones, and at the same time, the golden bell is ringing, which is very rhythmic. The spring tide has risen, like the sound of pines in my hometown, like the voice of a mother calling her daughter.
Dark green sea water, rolling up a wave higher than a wave of walls rushed over, fighting really like hammering at the enemy. The tidal sound echoes the poetic rhyme of the sea, full of philosophy and enlightenment.
That artistic conception, like the strings lightly plucked by the spring breeze, is as gentle as the sunset glow. The sound of beating the beach rhythmically at high tide or low tide is like a lullaby made by a loving mother patting her baby to sleep.
6. Extract good words and sentences
Youth is the blood drop of will and the nectar of hard work-Mika; Youth is a rainbow woven with eternal hope and yearning-gorgeous and brilliant; Youth is an iron wall built with eternal persistence and tenacious toughness.
Faith is the pillar of towering buildings. Without it, it's just a pile of scattered bricks. Faith is the bed of a surging river. Without it, there is only a tidal wave. Faith is the beacon of blazing fire. Without it, there is only a cold firewood. Faith is the main engine of ocean-going ships. Without it, there is only a paralyzed giant frame. Standing on the coast of history, we can trace back to the ditch of history: Dr. Chu meditated on the riverbank until he died; Wei Wudi pointed the whip to the east with great courage; Tao Yuanming lived leisurely in Nanshan, drinking and picking chrysanthemums ... they chose eternity.
Even if it is flattering and slandering, it is a persistent choice not to follow; Even if the horse dies, it is only a hero's choice; Even if you are poor and have no food all day, you are willing to take pleasure in it and devote yourself to farming. This is an elegant choice. Some choices, emperors will become their great achievements, and sages will touch guests and become their eternal articles.
Only when we set out will we reach our ideal destination; Only by working hard can we achieve brilliant success; Only by sowing, will there be harvest; Only by pursuing can we taste an upright life. If friendship is an evergreen tree, it must be watered by a clear spring from the heart; If friendship is an unbeaten flower, then it must be the rising sun in my heart.
How much laughter friendship evokes and how many tears friendship dries. The harbor of friendship is warm and affectionate, and the breeze of friendship sails.
Friendship is not an emotional investment, and there is no need for dividends and dividends. ("Friendship" can be replaced by other words) Yingying moonlight, I take the clearest glass, and the afterglow falls; I hold a wisp of the warmest; Burning red leaves, I picked up the hottest one; I picked a bunch of the most colorful herbs; Long life, I want to pick the most important thing in the world-perseverance.
If life is a solemn castle, if life is a lush tree, if life is a flying island, then faith is the pillar of the dome, deep roots and flapping wings. Without faith, there is no motivation for life; Without faith, the beauty of life will disappear.
("Life" or "belief" can be replaced by others) Perseverance is the condensation of a stone and a sand on a thousand-mile levee. Only by accumulating little by little can there be grandeur without seeing the head before and the tail after; Perseverance is that spring silkworms spin silk one by one, and only by persisting one by one can they break out of the cocoon and see the brilliance again; Perseverance is the sail of a long-distance ship. With sails, the ship can reach the other side of success. ("Persistence" can be replaced by other words) Love is a sunshine in winter, which makes people who are poor and sick feel the warmth of the world; Love is the spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair see the hope of life again; Love is a ballad floating in the night sky, which gives spiritual comfort to lonely and helpless people.
The true nature of the heart should be like this: success, such as the bright moon shining on a hundred flowers, a deep pool and a small green pool, is a post station that rides high and looks far, regardless of success or failure in adversity; Defeated soldiers, like dripping water wears away the stone, merge into the sea, and there is a proud bank that is poor and white and does not fall into the sky. There is a stubbornness of "the general has no seeds, and the man should be self-reliant." Rong, Jiangshan is still the same, the painting style is still the same, just like the sea and mountains, familiar with the years, flashy and arrogant; Bear the burden of humiliation, Han Xin, snow pine, like a fairy with feathers, know how to take a step back and broaden their horizons, and refuse to give up eating because of choking.
Happiness = material+desire. This is the happiness equation put forward by American economist Samuelson.
From an economic point of view, the greater the material consumption, the smaller the desire and the greater the happiness, which is in line with the saying of China people that "contentment is always happy". On the contrary, what happens if a person's material consumption is limited and his desire is infinite? Mrs. Loizai has so many "dreams" and so many "intoxicating people", how can she not be sad from them? Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy sound; Maturity is a calm atmosphere that does not need to observe other people's words and feelings, and finally stops appealing to the surrounding; Maturity is a smile that ignores ridicule and washes away extreme indifference; Maturity is a thickness that needs no secret, a height that is not steep.
Love, sometimes it doesn't need a vow of eternal love, but it must need meticulous care and greetings; Love, sometimes don't need Liang Zhu become a butterfly's tragic, but she must need me to feel the tacit understanding of the sacred unicorn and the infectious harmonious heartbeat; Love sometimes doesn't need to be followed by a man and a woman, but she must need mutual care, support and understanding. Sing the song of life with a smile, don't complain that life has given too much hardship, and don't complain that life has too many twists and turns.
If the sea loses the rolling of huge waves, it will be magnificent; It would be spectacular if the desert lost the wild dance of flying sand. If life only wants two points and one line of smooth sailing, life will lose its meaning of existence.
Even though youth is a delicate and charming flower, I understand that a solitary flower is never spring, and spring should be a colorful world. Even though youth is a towering tree, I also understand that it is never tall and straight to stand out from the crowd. Rows of trees are the Great Green Wall that blocks the wind and sand.
Even though youth is a lonely sail, I also understand that it is difficult to sail with a lonely sail, and the race in Qian Fan is spectacular. Life is not a "digest", it does not accept blandness, but only collects wonderful things.
She is a complete process, a serial. Whether she succeeds or fails, she won't leave a blank behind you. Life is not a rehearsal. If you don't walk well, you can start all over again.
She will never give you a second chance. You can't go back once you've passed. Give it a try-instead of standing quietly by the sea like a penguin, waiting for an opportunity, you are constantly hovering like a goshawk, looking for it persistently.
Give it a try-in the face of twists and turns and overgrown future, don't sigh in vain, cut through difficulties and be brave in exploration. Give it a try-instead of being bound by fate and at its mercy, try to knock on its mysterious door and open up a new world.
Smile and sing the song of life. Diaojiaolou exquisite bamboo building green, morning makeup.