Lead: The greatest skill in writing is to be able to use some parallelism, metaphor and other techniques, and then extract the sentence material accumulated by yourself, which can make your article read more hierarchically. Here are some beautiful sentence materials I have prepared for you. Students should have the habit of accumulating materials so that they can't write badly.
1, enjoy life, everyone is happy. Life is a trip on the mountain and on the water. Hold a little knowledge lightly, put away your troubles, collect happiness and move forward brightly and warmly. As long as your heart is warm, the distant road will be safe. Looking back, I hope the sun will always shine and life will be sunny everywhere.
2. A person's life is a process of saving, saving hope in struggle; Store a seed when plowing; Stored the scenery when traveling; Happiness stored when smiling. Smart people are good at saving. In the long and short journey of life, they learn to save every flash moment, and then use them to make a cup of beautiful memories, emitting fragrance between the changes and alternation of the four seasons, and cherish their lives!
Spring has come, and I want to put my heart back in that distant place that haunts my heart. Let the soul grow the wings of Beida Goose, ride the breeze blowing colorful clouds, hold the wet south of the Yangtze River, sing the fishing songs of rippling morning boats, and return to the hometown after a long separation with the fragrance of filling the night window. I pushed aside the thawed soil, dug up the dream buried here, bathed her in bright sunshine, and expected her to slowly grow branches and bear the long-awaited fruit of true love.
Walking through the fields of spring and the torrent of summer, it is a peaceful and peaceful world to come to autumn. In autumn, although there is no fragrance of roses, there are elegant autumn chrysanthemums, but there are fruits without flowers. Autumn, without the passion of summer, has romantic warmth. There is no unrestrained spring, but there is the joy of harvest. The wind and leaves dance in autumn rhyme, and the branches are drunk with autumn fruit. Autumn is a cup of mellow wine, autumn is a magnificent poem and autumn is a touching song.
5, drifting in the moonlight, time flies with the wind, quietly in the rainy season, bloom, still beautiful; Heart, still quiet. The tenderness of the moon, the night knows; The heart is clear, and the rain understands; I understand your feelings. Life is not perfect. You and I used to float. Once upon a time, we yearned for a level of stability, regardless of wind and rain, guarding each other's journey. Vicissitudes are not nature, but experience; Happiness is not a state, but a feeling.
6, the hedges are falling, the wine is exhausted, and there are many worries. The dim light reflected the ancient pavilion. Who do you want to sing with? Draw a pink face and stare at the cause and effect of the world; Weiyang song and dance, the cycle of origin and extinction. The dance sleeves are comfortable and light, just like loneliness in the courtyard. When the wind blows, who taps on my Chai Feimen, holds my hand and listens to my jokes?
7. After many years, I haven't dyed it. Time is a sacrifice. Red makeup is tired of the harp, harp music, and Ji Jiao is tired of dancing. In the long world of mortals, a shallow song describes the thinness, coldness and loneliness of half a life, as clear as water. Lonely glass, desolate city complex heart. The trace of passing away is deeply imprinted on the bone. Smoke flies, dancing with a touch of graceful shyness for half a life, and the flower sacrifice is beautiful. Encountered love robbery, gently unforgettable. Those broken times are used to pay homage to fleeting time, okay?
8. Fate is not passing by, but embracing each other. On tiptoe, your's heart will get closer. Life is always imperfect, there are always bitter tears, there are always regrets for slipping, there are always deep grievances and there are always regrets. Life is also perfect, which always makes us laugh in tears, realize in regret, hide happiness in resentment and love in hatred.
9. The waves washed up on the beach layer by layer, and then slowly receded layer by layer. I play with you in the sea, the waves roll, the blue sea and the blue sky, feel the embrace of the sea and appreciate the warmth of the sea together. This boundless sea, like our endless love, wraps us up.
10, lonely winter day, monotonous yellow everywhere. It's bleak everywhere, even the clear river in the past has lost its luster and is sleepy under the ice. There is a mother and a daughter. Mother is combing her daughter's hair in the warm sunshine. She brushed her hair gently. Gently and continuously braid. Her face was full of smiles, as if her love would never be put into her mouth. Flows to the corner of the eye and spins into a long one. Braided hair. 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.
1 1. The sun finally stretched out its slender fingers and gently faded the soft yarn of Qingshan. Qingshan's solid muscular chest and tall and straight spine are exposed to people, calm and determined. Clouds surge away from its bosom from time to time and become the most beautiful language. Pines and cypresses that look dignified in the sun, a little deep red in the boundless sky, and mysterious kisses scattered on the peaks add another mystery to Qingshan.
12. The lush plants on the Yuan Ye let us not feel the chill of autumn at all, and the vitality is still surging in the fields and Shan Ye. The leaves of millet are dark green, and the long and big ears of millet bend the tall and straight backbone of yesterday; Sorghum is still so slim, and the beautiful red tassels show the charm of autumn; Through the forest belt of Yuan Ye, dark green and light yellow fairy tales are woven, expressing richer life colors than spring and summer.
13, finally, heartache, heartbreak, heart turned to dust. The final choice, in the moonlight, was forgotten. Thousands of times, things are different; I want to say that I am still resting, and I am finally close at hand; After all these years, you and I have finally become strangers. Loving you is always the sorrow of bloom, and the sorrow of a moth.
14, the world is so big that it is not easy to meet. If the heart is sunny, why worry about sadness? As long as people live in this world, they have a lot of troubles, pains or happiness, depending on your heart. Man is either a strong man who overcomes pain or a weak man who succumbs to pain. No matter how heavy the burden is, laughing and crying is also a choice. No matter how bad life is, if you live with a smile, it is victory.
15, loneliness has nothing to do with noise. Crowds jostling with each other are performing bloom's flowers outside, and there is no one to accompany you to say goodbye to the fleeting time. Loneliness and busyness are very different. The rolling world of mortals drowns the mood, which can reduce the last rush, and life is as pale as ever. When a person grows up, after he understands that the world is not made up of flowers and applause, it is precious to stick to his dreams.
16, life needs a lot of reverie besides a past and love. Life is not only composed of the past and love symbols, the past is the witness of life to all the past years; Because of simplicity, I deeply understand the lightness of life, as light as flying flowers, as light as sunset, as light as rain; Because of simplicity, we can feel the peace of mind, as quiet as the night sky, as quiet as a valley, as quiet as a stream.
17, eyes like water, but with a cold voice, seems to be able to see through everything, slender fingers, skin like coagulate fat, white with powder, seems to be able to screw out the water, a pair of lips, smiling, every move seems to be dancing, long hair hanging straight down the ankle, hair falling off, hair dancing with the wind, fragrant, slender waist, slender limbs, there are. A head of moss is raised, with a butterfly tassel, and the butterfly carved into pearls on its forehead overnight exudes a faint light. Emei brushed her face lightly, but she still couldn't hide her amazing face. The crystal necklace on the neck is more and more called a clavicle, and the white jade bracelet on the wrist is lined with snow skin. A pair of gold-plated shoes on my feet are adorned with precious stones, and my beautiful eyes flow, as if I lost my breath in the dark.
18, love fades into words, and slimming refers to acacia. If the hearts are similar, the ends of the earth depend on each other; If your heart is far away, you can't understand it when you meet all day. Fate is providence, relying on sincerity; Feelings need communication, and it is important to be honest. Everyone has tears, because they are strong and have to face hardships; Everyone has nothing to say. Because growth, injury and pain must be borne.
19, the melody of the music is rustling, and the human joys and sorrows; With a touch of vicissitudes, the sleeves are full of fragrance, and the secular feelings disappear without a trace. Dancing through your fingers, falling into a prosperous life and playing romantic sadness. A bright moon, carrying a wisp of breeze, passes through the Millennium dust. Lonely fingers slip through the sadness of the soul, and how much affection is left. How many laughs and tears fly, suddenly looking back, a melancholy dream. I have devoted my life to tenderness and poetry, but I have already lost you in the melancholy review.
20. Meet, get acquainted, part, and complain. In the so-called youth drama, some melodies, some stories and some feelings are slowly intertwined in a variegated background. Beautiful flower season, beautiful fleeting time, slowly gather together every treasured past, pour in ink, find a warm afternoon, and draw a picture of you and me smelling of wormwood in the wind with the faint sound of purple wind chimes.
2 1, time flies, years have taken away a lot, but still can't take away lingering scars. In the silence, I still hear sad sighs; Years are like water, time has erased a lot, but I can't erase the mark of sadness all the time. In loneliness, I still feel a burst of bitter impact. In life, there are always some people, things and feelings that can't keep memories all the time, so that you can taste the beauty of loneliness alone.
22, the world of mortals has a dream, the years are blurred, the idle words are melancholy, and the youth is instantly broken, just to have a hug for sadness and imprison the emotional clothes; Beauty flicks her fingers, scatters fragrance, tears like blood, and is infatuated with fleeting time; Rouge is stained with ash, flowers are buried in the soul, and swords are broken proudly; Love has a Qian Qian knot, and it will become a paper crane. Who should I send my ideas to? Hate has a faint sorrow, which turns into green light, and whose bodhi is clear.
23. Who promised me to spend time with my hairpin, but now I count red. Who promised me a handful of lotus seeds, but now I cook acacia. Who promised me to go home tomorrow, but now I have a stiff neck, Meng Han. The person who promised me to get married in red is now me in white. The person who promised me to grow old together has now become a person from first frost. After three or four years of dreaming, Wang Sun left and refused to come back. The girl has been hiding right and wrong. Is the change the same?
24. Stand quietly and bloom quietly. Don't expect approval, thunderous applause and elegant flowers; There are no bees around the butterfly, no green leaves, and no fear of rain, snow and frost. In the corner of the abandoned garden or in the deep mountain canyon, it quietly blooms and fades. It has been to this world, it belongs to this world, it once owned this world, it left its beautiful images and flowers, and then it quietly left. Like a breeze, like a meteor?
25. Fog always entangles mountains and wears out ears. In a short while, it turned into a light blue tulle, which covered the pretty face of the mountain, fluttering and lingering; After a while, it turned into a white Hada, wrapped around the neck of the mountain, charming and extraordinary; In a short time, it merged into a white Youlong and swam around the mountain, turning the majestic green hills into various shapes.
26. Commitment is not a white cloud in the sky, carefree and elegant; Commitment is not the spray on the green wave, it is light and chic; Commitment is not duckweed on the water, it is uncertain; Commitment is not a epiphyllum in the night, it is fleeting. Commitment is like a pearl, its crystal is the price of the pain of the clam, but also the glory of the clam; Commitment is like golden grain, its fullness is the crystallization of farmers' hard work and sweat, and it is also the hope of farmers; Commitment is like honey, its sweetness is the crystallization of bees' hard work and the pride of bees; Commitment is like a meteor, its brilliance is the tragic contribution of meteorites, but also the brilliance of meteorites; Commitment is like dew at the tip of green grass in the morning, bright and short.
27. In the blink of an eye, the sunset was swallowed up by the sea. The whole sky and ocean suddenly darkened and calmed down. Look down, the sea is rolling under your feet. The sea rolls silently like black ink. There are no stormy waves lapping on the shore, no rows of surging waves, only waves rolling like boiling water. Huge bubbles emerged from the sea floor. Wow? The ground cracked and crashed into the dark sea, and the surrounding sea boiled, rolled, spun and sobbed. The sinking is getting denser and denser, but the surging is flashing dazzling green light, which is chilling.
28. Don't think it will take a long time. The stupidest thing in the world is to be ambitious but waste time. Actually, life is not long. Sometimes, youth is hard to find before you are alive, and dusk has arrived, leaving only a sigh. Time flies, and every day we live now is the youngest day in the rest of our lives. If you don't grasp the present, the future will be nothing. We need dreams, but we must spread our legs and work hard.
29. At the beginning of life, you have your place in the world, and at the end of life, you still have your place on the earth; You have been dealing with this position all your life. Perhaps, you have a mood story about the place; Perhaps, you have many original ideas about location; Perhaps, the location has caused you to think deeply; Perhaps the location makes you feel infinite.
30. Write a book with friendship, a thick book. In the book, friendship is like a pearl, which we wear together to form a bright necklace; Friendship is like colored silk. We cut it together and sew it into gorgeous clothes. Friendship is like oil painting. We paint together and paint a wonderful picture.
3 1, if you have a moving voice, but only repeat the songs sung by others, I will never praise you; If you have a pair of sharp eyes and only see the right and wrong of others, I will never praise you; If you have a pair of strong feet, but just step on the path that others have taken, I will never envy you.
32. Let the heart enter the autumn, let the autumn enter the heart, let the heart follow the autumn, let the autumn follow the heart, let the heart be autumn, and let the heart worry about autumn disappear. There is no need to sigh, the autumn wind is rustling, worrying about killing people, and look at that, the autumn wind is all over the world. Don't sigh, the autumn rain is bleak and the mountain road is poor, and look, * * * sleeps and listens to the autumn rain. Needless to sigh, even the autumn leaves in the forest are newly blown out. Look, all the five lakes are autumn leaves. Liu doesn't need to sigh. Autumn is cold. Look at that. I said autumn is better than spring.
33. Spring is coming again, people are gone, the wind and smoke are gone, the sunset is late, and cherry blossoms are in bloom. It was chaotic in an instant. In the light of death in 2008, it is a long way to go. Empty dreams are broken and messy, crossing the other side of the river and forgetting people's sighs. Under the ancient well, the moonlight is full of thoughts, the cherry blossoms fly away, the wind is bitter and the water is cold, the injury is dark, and it is chaotic.
34. The bright moon is charming and the spirit of the earth. When the world is sleeping, she is detached, showing her true colors, so quiet and beautiful. Although the moonlight is full moon, and sometimes she hides in the clouds, she will always come back without stopping, and she is still so brilliant. Whenever the sun rises from the horizon, she longs for the next night because of expectation until the end.
35. What can touch your heartstrings is a bosom friend; What can hit your soul is love; What can make you mature is failure; What can be unforgettable is the experience; Is a friend who can really help; It is parents who can have no regrets; Is that children can never give up; The person who can teach tirelessly is a teacher; Is a companion who can be caring and attentive; A friend is someone who can accompany you all the way. ? We should cherish everyone around us.
36. Who wakes up when the world is groggy? Spring silkworms spit out their emotions in vain, which always leaves people scratching their heads. What's the use of being busy for a while? Try to see the bright moon in Gao Feng. I occasionally open my eyes to see the world of mortals, but my poor body is in my eyes. Willing to be a bosom friend, I miss Wan Li with a heart; The feeling is in front of you, and the dream is in your heart.
37, the years are quiet, and the smile is safe. Opening the floodgate of memory, it seems to be back to the time when I was in Na Yue, as if I saw the fragrant jasmine you gave me again, clean and lovely on a drizzly night. The past is always deep in my memory, reminding me with an innate attitude and persistence that there is a kind of existence in life, called once.
38, full of emotions, holding emotions, letting the wind and rain falter, life is not afraid. Floating life is like a dream, the sea is like waves, the heart is like a bright moon, and the snow is like a godsend. You are enchanting, I accompany you. Never give up! If the heart is drunk, the heart is broken. In those days, the rouge buckle only left a aftertaste. If life and death become silly tears, it should be like this. You are swaying and I am reminiscing. When I wake up, I know my hair is there. It's hard to remember.
39. Autumn is an exciting scenery, a poem with Kubinashi rhyme and a silent song. Autumn is beautiful, fate, unforgettable feelings in life, a touch of wind and a rain. Autumn can let go, remember and be casual. Quiet as a breeze, slow as a clear spring, faint as a clear moon. Autumn is in your eyes, in my heart and in our world.
40. The beauty of classicism can exist silently, without any voice or requirement. A small flame lit in secret can only be used to warm one's soul and illuminate others' eyes. And clean love, he may be blind, hesitant and traumatic, but it will never have any utilitarian purpose.
4 1, it's hard to look at each other when you want to be together, which is heartbreaking; Love is fleeting, but hate is long and the lights are dim. Traveling in Qian Shan, wading through thousands of waters, missing tears on the road; Bloom in spring, leaves fall in autumn, leaving a lingering fragrance after prosperity; The wine is strong, the heart is drunk, and the shirt is lightly sleeved; Thinking of autumn water, thinking of Iraqis, close at hand, close to Yuanyang; The love of past lives, the debt of this life, the dream of reincarnation of the world of mortals.
42. The world in the shadow (1) The pencil drawing is gray no matter how beautiful it is. Time is like a shadow, few people look down seriously. Life is like a platform. If someone goes out, someone will come back. (4) Loneliness without love, loneliness with love. When your ears are full of loneliness, you can't hear happiness. You can cut off flowers, but you can't kill spring. There used to be radishes in other people's fields besides love.
Sometimes, giving up is another kind of persistence. If you miss the splendor of summer flowers, you will definitely walk into the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. Everything, anyone, will become the past. Don't embarrass it. No matter how difficult it is, we must learn to get out. The years are quiet, and I really want to grow old with you. Take your time. No matter how long the night is, the day will come, and there will be cracks in life before the sun can shine in.
44. In the hazy rain, many rooms are lit up with lights, and the warm yellow pipes are wrapped in water mist, giving birth to a fairy-tale artistic conception, which is as beautiful as a heartbeat. If my thoughts also have colors, my thoughts just coincide with this rainy scene, shallow, faint and quietly low. The sky washed by rain suddenly opened its mind, or held itself tighter, just like a still life, like a scar branded on its heart, with a trance-like coldness. Compared with the warmth of color and canvas, stillness is easier to sink.
45. There is an encounter, not an invitation, but a heart; There is a vision, not far away, but always watching; Meeting mountains and rivers and strangers, your bright smiling face is the warmth of the whole city in my heart. You are there, I am there, and the best understanding is there, that is, with a beautiful bloom.
46. Remember those leaves that want to rot. Those fresh greens have long been buried in the front of the time scale, and only the overwhelming rotten smell remains at the end of the time scale. When I stubbornly carry my bags and start a new journey alone, I know that as long as a few friends stand behind me and stare. Their eyes are as vast and far-reaching as the sunset, which makes me feel heavy. However, when we decide to go alone, all the curses and betrayals are left behind. We can smile stubbornly and cry sadly, but we still move on.
47. The beauty of the mind is not innate. Simplicity is a great beauty. Happiness and sadness are always at arm's length One second of happiness may be the next second of sadness. Sometimes, just a slight turn will bump into happiness. Countless encounters, countless separations, many times of sadness, perhaps disappointment, perhaps expectation, perhaps helplessness, the final realization, not as humble and childlike, indifferent smile.
48. Up and down for five thousand years, dreams are endless, and you can still see the poems left behind when you dream back to the Tang Dynasty. Wan Li has no feelings, a chord that Long song can listen to. However, this is a quiet year, and how many beauties the hero has lost. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.
49. In the peach blossom, I laugh like wine and get drunk with the oath on the Sansheng stone. Over the years, I have played a song with flowing mountains and rivers, and I will never forget it when I sing it. Everything is accidental, or fate. Therefore, everyone we meet in life should be cherished. Life is a long journey, and we can't go every step perfectly. It is not a bad thing to fall and take a few detours.
50. The simple language of the mind is foggy, and it is difficult to express it on a piece of paper, because it carries too much waiting, too much attachment and too much affection for Qian Qian. Acacia is not over yet, and I can't tell, just because it overflows with too many thoughts, too many expectations and too much love. The pen walks between the world of mortals, the feelings are lingering, and the green hills are accompanied by Xiushui, looking back for an instant.
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