First frost/Man Ting Fang [Song] Anonymous Garden is bleak, the pavilions are silent and the trees are frostbitten. I saw it at dawn and tasted wintersweet. Suspicion is dotted with yellow crisp, dominant flowers and exclusive center. It's fun to play, the heart is purple, and the fragrance is elegant and fragrant. Huatang. Huan will place, * * * drunk, advised Yao Tang. Open early, not afraid of severe frost. Talented people and beautiful women are interested in finding new sentences and reciting poems. After the banquet, I went home drunk, and the toad's shadow shone in the cloister.
The mountain of Song Taizong in Song Dynasty was known by fate, and it was called Ritong, and the six laws were combined. Seven chords are all meanings, and the detailed examination is also empty. Quiet autumn, listening makes me think deeply. The rhyme in the orchid, the eternal winter night, blends with the hearts of the ancients on the avenue. Only by controlling the south wind for a lifetime can we know that we are broad-minded At the beginning of the play, the sound disappeared, and Henty and Qiu Si turned to each other. Why is it sad to say goodbye to cranes? I can't smell the intermittent waving. Slow rain, cold spring and wonderful fragrance.
Cheng Ruoxi Author: Wang Ji (Southern and Northern Dynasties)
What's average? Empty water. The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water. The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad.
Xijiangyue Author: Xin Qiji (Song) The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries in the middle of the night. Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian community was next to the forest. This road turns to the creek bridge.
A night-mooring near maple bridge/Fengjiang Night Park Author: (Tang)
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Sentences describing the silence of the night
The night in the country is not only strangely quiet, but also strangely dark. Except for some scattered starlight, the sky is almost all dark.
The delicate moon turned the starry sky into the night sky. On the quiet road, it seems that all the troubles have been forgotten. There are no street lamps, only flashing fireflies.
The night in the city is full of mysterious and sacred colors. The originally noisy city has more silence and less noise.
In the silent night, Yin Hui poured unreservedly on the earth, and the earth immediately became quiet. The clear light of the moonlit night caressed the boundless earth, and suddenly a few dark clouds floated and gently covered the moon.
Walking leisurely, mottled night is a beauty. Silver moonlight, dim lights, paired figures, swaying branches, and lotus flowers in Qinhu Lake paint endless nights.
What a charming summer night! The sky is like freshly washed blue satin, blue is high and far away.
Embedded in the dark night, the endless Milky Way spans the starry sky, and its beautiful luster tells her mystery all the time.
In the dark, the moon smiled kindly at the noisy crowd, laughing and laughing. People come and go on the road, the streets are packed, and many eyes can't see the moon.
The moon is soft, and the moonlight pours down like running water, coating the earth with a layer of silver frost. Staring at the moon, I couldn't bear to look away for a long time. Bai Yue seemed ashamed.
The moonlit night by the sea is beautiful and quiet, and only the rushing waves can be heard in my ears; The breeze brushed the cheek, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Night, quiet, people have already fallen asleep, the dark gray sky is particularly mysterious, and the evening breeze blows the wet grass.
The sky is full of stars, like pearls, like handfuls of broken gold, scattered on the jasper plate. It's so peaceful at the moment, the leaves rustle and the stars twinkle.
One summer night, the summer heat enveloped the earth, the bright moon was high in the sky, and the sparse stars blinked happily.
Quiet, distant, dark night. The world is asleep, as if everything is chaotic and there is no light at night.
The night fog came, and it was a little cold on a midsummer night. There are few stars in the dim moonlight.
The forest is very quiet, and you can clearly hear the "buzzing" sound of flapping wings.
Night, beautiful summer night, the wind blows gently, with bursts of flowers, I sleep quietly in the beautiful summer night.
Look, a few cute little stars are blinking in the sky, waiting for the bright moon to appear, as if to play games with the beautiful moon.
The night slid down the mountain ridge like a wild cat, put all the sounds into the canyon, and the canyon began to snore.
On a cold night, all is silent, only the bright moon hangs alone in the quiet night sky, and the curved crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent stream, which is even more touching at this time.
At night, it's very quiet. There are only cicadas singing and my intermittent breathing in the air. I sat alone in front of the door, and from a distance, the left and right alleys were dark.
The night is deep, the moon is in the sky and the stars are shining. The evening breeze blows people's cheeks and feels cool.
Gradually, the bright moon on the horizon has been lifted by the breeze, revealing shy cheeks, and the fresh, bright, quiet and elegant appearance instantly eclipses the world.
The moonlight shines on the lake, causing a faint shadow, making the moonlight brighter and the lake more clear and dazzling.
The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty.
The dark blue night sky is full of sparkling gems, flashing like a beautiful angel.
The moon, so bright, like a young girl, soothes everyone's heart. Moonlight, like still water, sprinkled on the ground, it was a girl whispering softly to the earth.
Black covers all the houses, the moonlight is dim, the shadows are dancing, the wind is gentle, and the bright faces of the stars are blowing.
On a beautiful starry night, there is not a cloud in the sky, and the deep blue sky is full of diamond-like stars.
Looking up at the night sky, the moonlight is like running water, pouring quietly on every leaf and flower.
On a sunny night, the sky is full of stars, like countless silver beads, densely embedded in the dark night. The Milky Way, like a faint luminous leucorrhea, spans the starry sky.
Late at night, like the moonlight of water, like the eyes of night, the village is condensed into a picture and reflected in its eyes. It is also like an angel in the night, embellishing the countryside with softness and tranquility.
The moon seems a little shy, like a girl. She hid behind the white clouds. After a long time, she slowly leaned out.
It is another beautiful and pleasant night with moonlight like water. The sky is full of stars, like bright diamonds, scattered in the dark blue sky.
The night erased the last ray of sunset, and the night slowly fell like a velvet curtain in the theater.
Night, quietly arrival, a ray of soft moonlight, sprinkled a hazy sky, edifying a quiet and peaceful night.
Night falls slowly, slowly. Whenever the dead of night, the community is like the whole ground soaked in black ink, dark and opaque.
In the quiet night sky, the stars all over the sky are playing with each other and blinking their eyes, as if watching all kinds of interesting and beautiful scenery on the earth!
This mysterious night makes me full of yearning for it, but also full of confusion. I want to lift the veil, but I'm scared.
The night is so charming, and the little blue star in the sky flashes mysteriously, so far away from us.
Every evening, as soon as the blue curtain in the sky is pulled down, all kinds of lights come on one after another.
Stars are like philosophers. They are watching silently, and they are thinking quietly. I like the meditative night sky. At night, I look up at the starry sky at night, ah, how beautiful!
Night is always gentle, it will come with gentle steps and then go quietly. It cares about our feelings and understands people's hearts.
The new moon is like a silver boat, and the moonlight pours down the earth like water. Covering the earth with a layer of silver-gray gauze, the farmhouse in the mountain village has also become a landscape painting.
When the moon is full, it is beautiful, and when the moon is absent, it is a landscape. The curved crescent moon is like a girl in a silver dress with suspenders, hunched over and collecting the stars around her with great interest.
The bright moonlight is like a long silver belt wrapped around the green weeping willows. Under the touch of the breeze, the willow gently swings its hair, dancing, soft and moving.
Quiet night, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, my mood suddenly becomes clear.
The moon is also very interesting. Sometimes it's like a sickle, sometimes it's like a boat, sometimes it's like half a big watermelon, sometimes it's round.
The forest is very quiet, and you can clearly hear the hum of insects flapping their wings.
Sparkling stars are embedded in the dark night, like shining gems.
A meteor broke the silence of the night, leaving a beautiful long arc in the sky and then disappearing into the horizon. I was shocked. It turns out that meteors are also beautiful!
The night is like an incomparably wide blanket, and the stars all over the sky are like shining gems decorated on this blanket.
Night came quietly, with heat and light. It was a cool and silent night.
The moonlit night by the sea is beautiful and quiet, and only the sound of "rushing" waves can be heard in my ears; The breeze gently brushed the face, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
The sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars seem to be shining with broken gold scattered on this coarse cloth.