Excerpting the beautiful paragraph of 100, reading a good book is a sublimation of thought. These sweet words contain deep love. We can share the joy of life with friends in prosperity, and we can also learn about a person's character by talking about it. The following is an American excerpt of 100 words, positive energy.
Excerpt from the beautiful paragraph 1 1. Standing in front of Confucius' tomb, listening to the autumn wind whizzing by, the fallen leaves of the years fall in succession in the tunnel of time and space, bending down to pick up a fallen leaf, staring at the dark green and light yellow warp and weft veins on the leaves, you will read that the dust raised on Qilu covers the rugged mountain road, and a figure runs and screams, crossing the pass in the sword and halberd; You will see the smoke on the city head, with a pair of anxious eyes, watching the city head put on the flag of the king; You will see a skinny, exhausted and neglected person, that is Confucius, the greatest thinker in China.
The fallen leaves are still falling, reflecting the dazzling light of the autumn sun, fluttering in the air, like missing fragments scattered from the sky. At the top of the tombstone, there are several withered golden leaves. The breeze is blowing and the leaves are "brushing", which seems to link history with reality, and it seems to warn people who come to pay homage to "it's too late to die when they hear the word"; Tell people that ideas are of great significance to a nation, a country and a person.
3. Heavy rain covered the land of Zhao Yan. The misty rain is boundless, and the feelings are endless. Wet poems float in the misty rain, taking you to explore the past Millennium. Outside Qinhuangdao, Wang Yang is soaring, the sea and sky are the same, and Wan Li is vast. Only nostalgia for the past is to look for fishing boats that "know where to go" in the monstrous white waves.
I finally stood on the shore of Beidaihe, facing the turbulent sea, wandering between the blue sea and the blue sky, looking for the poet's footprints and feeling the immortal ideological glory. Mountains and rivers have feelings, and the footprints of heroes and great men of all ages have been so clearly preserved. So mountains and seas are spiritual. In people's eyes, every reef is saturated with thoughts, every spray is jumping with wisdom, every shell is echoing the voice of a wise man, and every stone is engraved with beautiful poems.
6, overlooking the sea, clear water and sea. Vast waves, white sails and seabirds gather together. The sea waves from the sea breeze are undulating in rows. Splash layers of foam and make a deafening roar. The back waves push the front waves, and the waves chase the peaks. Huge waves rushed like a toppled mountain, leaving beautiful shells and round colored stones on the beach, and then swishing back, taking away the sediment and debris. Children, barefoot in flowered skirts, jump with the waves, pick up gifts from the sea, find their dreams, then watch it recede and expect it to come again.
7. True friendship, whether it is the evil wind that drives away alienation, or the thunderbolt of natural and man-made disasters, whether it is the fog of intrigue or the severe frost of poverty and poverty, can not make you timid, alienate you and betray you. You are as strong as a rock, and you are as long as running water.
8. Looking from the window, the tall buildings are hidden in the deep and quiet night sky, and several windows give out faint lights, which seem to whisper to the moonlight. The street is in a daze, and the lights of buildings on both sides are flashing with colorful images, showing the prosperity and enchanting of the city at night. The endless stream of traffic flows quietly, like molten iron flowing out of a steel melting furnace, drawing dazzling streamers, and occasionally blowing a whistle or two, all of which are deep drowsiness. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and a pair of boys and girls are walking hand in hand on the sidewalk. Bright moonlight and dim lights are alternately printed on it, which is lively and lively. The girl looked back at the tall boyfriend, talking and laughing, jumping, jumping on the isolation pile for a while, staggering for a few steps, walking in front of the bright billboard for a while, while the boy laughed, and a youthful vitality rippled in the night sky full of bright moonlight.
9. The river is flowing happily and singing clearly in the moonlight. Sparkling, like broken silver spilled all over the floor in the moonlight, and like thousands of silver carp jumping. A pair of lovers are sitting by the river, and the moonlight is caged in a tall tree, giving people a mysterious beauty. The insects in the grass make deep and shallow chirps from time to time, and the girl can't help snuggling up to the boy, holding up a bright moon and enjoying the boundless moonlight.
10, a drunk stumbled alone in the moonlight, apparently intoxicated by the cool water. Moonlight fell on the roadside wildflowers, picked one and studied it carefully, put it under your nose and smelled it, then put it in your chest pocket. After a short rest, I struggled to stand up and staggered forward. Perhaps fascinated by the smell of this wild flower, I waved it and leaned against a big tree quickly. The night crow in the nest woke up with a start, flew away with a "wow" and disappeared into the foggy night sky. Several dogs barked in the distant village, and a window lit up with dim light. The woman in the window must have seen the drunken figure under the moon.
Excerpt from beautiful paragraph 2 1. Walking casually on the road, some leaves on the trees around me were dried; Some have just sprouted. Cicadas chirp in the trees and bees buzz in their ears. Cicada seems to be a singer of nature, singing one song after another for nature.
Summer is the season when flowers are in full bloom. All kinds of flowers, one here, a cluster there, large tracts of beautiful. Red, yellow, blue, pink and white ... make summer colorful; Just after the summer rain, you can see splashing water and colorful umbrella flowers that make summer look vibrant. The most distinctive thing is the skirt flowers raised by girls. Female students who love beauty can't wait to put on beautiful skirts and get together to show off their new skirts. Hundred-fold skirts, one-step skirts, over-the-knee skirts, miniskirts ... one after another, the skirts bloom happily with the girl's jumping figure.
3, summer nights, always hanging charming colors, a bit deep but romantic. Clouds in the evening sky are colorful, like artists' oil paintings. As night falls, a bright moon appears in the sky, shining on the earth like a banana. If you look carefully, you may find something unexpected-in the lower right corner, there is a Yushu covered with chips, and there is a rabbit on the tree, which is the only companion of Chang 'e.
Summer is fiery red, and the huge sun hanging in the sky gives off huge light in the sky, which makes us unable to open our eyes. Cicada kept calling in the tree, "It's so hot! Know, know! " The dog on the side of the road lay listlessly, sticking out its tongue and drooping its ears, as if to pour out its hot troubles to human beings. Many people in the street wear sun protection hats or umbrellas, and no one wants to stay in this sunshine 1 sec. The sun shines fiery red, so I say summer is fiery red.
5. Summer is colorful. The lotus in the pond blushes like a shy little girl and dances with the gentle wind. Red watermelon pulp is like a red agate. Summer is happy, you can play with children during the day, listen to the intermittent cries of crickets at night, and listen to the wind rustling leaves. The sky in summer is beautiful. During the day, the clouds are light and the wind is light. Miss Yun is wearing beautiful clothes, as if welcoming us to visit the sky. At night, the stars shine slightly in the sky, and the moon seems to be smiling at us. There seems to be a bridge between Altair and Vega, as if to let them get together early.
Although summer is beautiful, it is very hot. Only cicadas cried in the trees everywhere: "It's so hot, so hot …" I had a good time swimming in the river. After a while, I saw dark clouds and hairy feet. Suddenly the thunder rolled and it was deafening. Good sentences and beautiful paragraphs describing summer scenery. Immediately, it began to rain. I ran home at lightning speed, only to see rain beads falling from the sky like pearls. It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a string of rain curtains, very beautiful. It's raining, but it's still hot and sweaty, like pouring rain ...
7, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. Foggy and raining, the man in blue stood quietly on the river bank, singing softly. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. The paper fan in my hand kept shaking, and a breeze blew, and the hair in my ear fluttered. Inadvertently looked at his shoulder, I don't know when it was soaked, and the color of the clothes changed from light blue to dark blue. Then, with a faint smile, he continued to sing.
8. Hot summer is a good time for swimming. Swimming rings bloom on the swimming pool like flowers. Children are like lively and lovely ducklings, swimming around freely. Children's shouts, laughter and slapstick surrounded the whole swimming pool, rippling with joy. Adults are also attracted, jumping into the water like children and playing naively. This must be a happy summer.
9. Summer is a lively and charming season. In the morning, birds are chirping on the branches. In the park, adults and old people who don't go to work are running and playing badminton. The children are playing football and basketball. It is the hottest time around two or three in the afternoon. The sun shines violently on the earth, making it like a steamer. We are like ants on hot bricks. At this time, the leaves of the tree are dense, leaving no gap, as if it were a "natural pavilion" given to us by God. Many people are hiding under the big tree, some are studying in Lang Lang, some are drinking tea to enjoy the cool, some are joking, and some are playing video games.
10, midsummer night, exudes a touch of tenderness, like a kind smile on the old man's face, like sweat on the strong man's face, like a group of swaying Dong girls. On this summer night, there is still a faint blush hanging on the horizon, which becomes the most beautiful tenderness of summer night, like the colorful dress on the bride's face, and the mountains, like the long Xipa, quietly cover the smile on the bride's face.
Excerpt from beautiful paragraph 3 1. Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy voice, a calmness that doesn't need to look at other people's faces and colors, an atmosphere that eventually stops appealing to the surroundings, a smile that ignores the noise, an extreme indifference that washes away, a thickness that doesn't need to be told, and a height that is not steep.
2, bear is a kind of sincerity, a commitment to understanding; Endurance is a kind of self-restraint, and it is a kind of tolerance and generosity that is not shocked and panicked in chaos; Tolerance is a kind of strength, and it is a kind of protrusion and extension to show off vulgarity and promote righteousness. Bears are like a cup of old wine, mellow and clear; Like a shy morning flower in bud; Bear is like a folk song, simple and profound; Bear is a philosopher's ramble, implicit and meaningful.
If you can't be a big river, be a stream. If you can't be a towering tree, be a small weed. If you can't be a hero, be an ordinary person. As long as you keep running, growing and working hard, you will also walk through mountains and rivers, be green all over the world and live aboveboard.
4. Compassion is a pulse of human emotions, sometimes it is a soft wave, and sometimes it is an initial pain; Compassion is a shower in people's hearts, which can moisten dry hearts and purify the dirty world.
5. 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.
6, love, is a sunshine in winter, let the poor feel the warmth of the world; Love is a clear spring flowing in the desert, which makes thirsty people feel the rebirth of life.
7. Life is about getting hurt, recovering, creating and creating. Nothing in the world is eternal, so are troubles and pains, because life will never stop.
8, spring rain, rushing underground, raindrops fall on the lake, like pearls falling in a jade plate, sputtering on all sides; Raindrops fell on the dry soil, leaving small pits on the land, like a smile on the face of a prairie girl. Good rain and good pasture, good pasture and good livestock, good livestock and good herdsman life.
9. Whether it is Bancroft and his son who have written two generations of books, or Balzac who has worked hard to complete comics all his life; Whether it's Qin Dahe who walks across the Antarctic or Baker who travels around the world in a wheelchair. Hansen, their experience tells us that only by persisting in fighting can we succeed. Whether it is Wen Tianxiang who resisted Yuan Weiguo or Shi Kefa who was unyielding in loyalty and martyrdom in Jiangdong; Both Tan Sitong, who sacrificed his life for the reform, and Lin Juemin, who devoted himself to the revolution and sacrificed his life for Huanghuagang, have told us all their lives that loyalty to the country and fear of sacrifice are the heroic deeds.
10, when paving the road with thorns, use an ideal sharp blade to cut through the thorns; When it is dark, you should light up your future with the light of faith; When the storm rages, use a strong umbrella to hold up the clear sky. In the face of difficulties, people must never lose their will.
1 1. In fact, life is like four seasons: innocent and romantic childhood is the spring of life, passionate youth is the summer of life, steady and down-to-earth middle age is the autumn of life, and rickety old age is the winter of life. But as long as you keep your inner spring, life will always be young.
12, I dream of coming to the desert outside the Great Wall and feeling the feelings of "the long river sets the yen" under the golden sunset; I dream of sitting under the bright moon in my hometown and feeling "how bright the moonlight is at home!" At the full moon in Yin Hui; I dreamed that I was in an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River, savoring the mood of "wet clothes" in the drizzle. I dreamed that I was walking along the coast of the East China Sea, and I felt the boldness of "misty rain and boundless sky" in the sound of the waves.