It's late autumn now, and when I walk into the empty campus, a cold wind blows, which makes people feel chilly.
The campus in autumn is still brilliant and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; Flowers don't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but they are still fragrant and open, still attracting bees with fragrance; Butterflies are still dancing on campus, attracting students' attention with their beautiful figures.
There are some yellow leaves falling from trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condenses into milky heat in the fresh air.
Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.
Trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; Sometimes standing still; Sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still blooming, bees are still busy collecting honey, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.
The sky in late autumn is unusually solemn and bright. After the self-study, it was already dark, which made people feel very mysterious. There are several stars in the high sky, which makes people wonder: where have all the other stars gone?
I like late autumn, bright sky and cool season!
Lost autumn, replaced by quiet and enterprising winter, with a little sadness and helplessness.
But there are still traces of autumn in the arms of winter.
In the field, there are still tears of autumn sadness in the village head ditch river.
In the extraordinary year of 2003, the two most influential seasons were spring and autumn.
Spring has passed the test of severe SARS,
Autumn feels the hardships of continuous rain.
Warm spring overcame the days without flowers with her unique strength.
Rich autumn overcame the days without sunshine with her unique perseverance.
There is always a bright rainbow after a rainy day.
Winter, the last season of the four seasons, is the most promising season for next year.
Winter, mixed with the confusion of autumn, came to the countryside, entered the city, and entered you, me and him.
2. Composition describing the scenery under the moon Mid-Autumn Festival in my heart
The long-awaited Mid-Autumn Festival has finally arrived. People are in high spirits and welcome this traditional festival in various ways. In order to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, I specially went back to the community to enjoy the moon. The community is brightly lit and crowded. I think: what a wonderful thing it would be if the family could enjoy the moon together in such a beautiful environment! I was very excited and came to the top floor. I pushed the door in and bumped into the cool wind. I leaned against the fence and watched the bright moon. I became dull. I looked at the moon and found that it seemed to be getting more and more round. When I was tired of watching, I looked down and saw the trees covered with lights. They look like they have put on new clothes and turned golden. Some people even hang small lanterns. There are several planes flying overhead, and the planes are flashing, as if to express their blessings to us. It is very quiet tonight. From time to time, you will hear the sound of leaves "pattering ...". This voice is very nice, like our singing program to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. I was deeply intoxicated there …
The Mid-Autumn Festival is unforgettable. There are beautiful scenery everywhere that can fascinate anyone. Before I knew it, I went home and fell asleep. That's when I started to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in my dream world. ...
I am a primary school student, and I hope the questioner can give me full marks.
3. Write the poem "Scenery under the Moon". I remember when I was in middle school, the Chinese teacher asked students to collect poems about the moon, but at that time everyone found some excellent poems, which I completely forgot.
But in retrospect, I still think the teacher's homework has its own characteristics. There are indeed many excellent poems about the moon at all times and in all countries, and even more poems about the moon are mentioned.
I have a special affection for the moon. When I was a child, one of the main activities after dinner was to go out for a walk. If the sky is clear, then watching the moon must be a leisure project we enjoy. Perhaps for this reason, I also have a soft spot for good poems about the moon. Among the poems, what I appreciate most is the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties.
Here, I will choose some poems about the moon that are particularly impressive. Li Bai and Du Fu are indispensable in Tang poetry.
Li Bai, the "Poet Fairy", has many poems about the moon, such as the famous Silent Night Thinking, The foot of the bed is as bright as a thread, Will there be frost already? . Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. "
But I prefer him to drink the bright moon alone: "Since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise a glass to the full moon, bring my shadow to me, and make us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
I walk around the moon and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
Will goodwill be guaranteed? , phase misty. "In this poem, Li Bai's uninhibited and chic personality comes to me, and the artistic conception built by his wonderful imagination is intoxicating.
Du Fu's poems are more realistic, desolate and heavy. For example, in his famous poem about the moon, "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night", he wrote: "Wanderers listen to drums to indicate fighting, and geese sing in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? ! "In the moonlight, it is particularly easy to miss an old friend, not to mention a poet who is far away from the frontier fortress, so homesickness and feelings of missing his brother arise spontaneously, but these are mixed with worries about the country under Du Fu's dignified brushwork, which is particularly bleak.
Comparatively speaking, from the perspective of appreciation, the "painting in poetry" embodied in the poems of another great poet in the Tang Dynasty is more worthy of careful appreciation. I especially like his "Bird Singing Creek": "When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and when singing in the deep stream. In this poem, a quiet and peaceful landscape painting of a mountain stream under the moon is presented to readers, and the sound of birds flying here reflects the silence of an empty mountain stream.
In this isolated artistic conception, we can feel the poet's selflessness and complacency. In the current words, it is a bit "petty bourgeoisie". In Song Ci, the most famous poets are Su Shi, Xin Qiji and Li Qingzhao, among which Su Shi, a non-generation writer, is the most famous poet who writes moon poems.
Many people are familiar with his Mid-Autumn Festival: "When will there be a bright moon? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
Turn to Zhuge and sit by the door, sleepless. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. "
In the first half of the trance, we seem to feel detached after being drunk, but Su Shi is also a politician after all, so he still can't get rid of all kinds of troubles and emotions in his poems. In the second half of the trance, Mr. Dongpo returned to the world, thinking that the moon was often incomplete. How to be the best in life? So, in the end, I still put my pen on the blessing, and put my pen on the famous sentence "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away." Because the subtitle of this word is "Huai Ziyou (Su Shi's younger brother Su Zhe)", the blessing here should be to bless the brothers, but because of its broad artistic conception, it can be used as a blessing to anyone and even sublimated to a blessing to the world.
Xin Qiji's poems are often full of lofty sentiments of "unfulfilled ambition" or "high aspirations", and his poems are less romantic, so although some words mention the moon, such as the ending sentence in He Xinlang, "Who * * * me, drunk with the bright moon?" However, "Mid-Autumn Festival is numbered, the moon is fine, and people are not round" in "Magnolia Slow" has not been widely sung, nor is it the representative of his poems. Li Qingzhao is a representative of graceful and restrained school and one of the most famous poetesss in ancient times. Qiong Yao's novels were once very popular among young people, and her words were often used as titles or themes.
However, her writing about the moon is not famous, although it contains the famous sentence "I can't do anything, but I frown, but I feel it." There is a famous saying in "A Plum with a Plum" that "the geese return to the west wing and the moon is full", but it basically belongs to the foil.
It was ordered by the graceful poet Liu Yong, who said, "Where will I wake up from drinking tonight? The wind on the bank of Yangliu is a small moon loss. " More widely known.
In fact, there are many famous sentences about the moon, and they don't necessarily come from some famous people. For example, Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" in the early Tang Dynasty is a masterpiece, especially "Who sees the moon by the river, when will the bright moon shine on people?" Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. "This is an eternal swan song.
I like poems about the moon, because I like the moon and I like poems, because life needs spiritual washing and cultivation. There is a lot of knowledge about the moon in the fourth unit of the first volume of the seventh grade Chinese, which is the standard experimental teaching material of the idiom course of the Moon. Now collect and sort out some idioms related to "moon".
The idiom "moon" refers to the moon, which is related to time. The moon is bright, the moonlight is clear and the breeze is refreshing.
Describe a beautiful and quiet night. From the biography of Luo Shen in the Tang Dynasty: "When the moon is bright and the wind is clear, I am good at playing the piano, so I take it and play it."
The absence of flowers on the moon is a metaphor for the destruction and destruction of beautiful things. Jin Quan Ji from the Tang Dynasty? Wang Xiucai criticized the singer: "It's not sad when the moon is short of flowers, but the flowers must be round at the end of the month."
Scenery of the four seasons is often used as a description object in the original works of classical literature. Now it refers to poetry and songs, and the content is limited to writing scenery and romance.
It is a metaphor for the love or bohemian life of men and women in the romantic field. From Shao Yong in the Song Dynasty, Yichuan Crushing Collection? Foreword: "What's the difference?" Catch the Moon in Water (Catch the Moon in Water): Catch the Moon in Water.
Metaphor is futile, things can't be done at all. From Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion Oath in the Ming Dynasty: "Although it is like a flower in the air, it is.
4. Composition about the beautiful scenery under the moon (using the technique of describing scenery) People always think that it is impossible to get together again after separation. I deny this idea, but I can't deny it.
It's just that we have more concerns in our hearts. How far is the distance between these two places? Really, how far is it? Why don't you think that when the bright moon is high in the night sky, reaching out and touching the unreachable moon, thinking that it has been caught by me, grasping all this is nothing more than spiritual comfort and emotional comfort.
Two months ago, bloom blocked strangers from both places and could not cross the geographical gap. Just firmly believe that the other person's freshness cares about you, and the wind in his hand brings you a message: Are you okay? Beyond words, this kind of missing and knowing has also been integrated into love and shining.
Looking around, things and nature have not changed. Bloom is a feeling of prosperity. The wind is floating, the moon is shining, and the shadows are separated. In fact, people let go and experienced constant changes in life. I believe that the characters are still attached. Under the sky of fate, there are always occasional gatherings and occasional hugs.
My heart follows you, I love you, I hope to protect you, and I bless you! Work hard, your heart can't be disappointed for a while, let joy surround you and bring him hope. As long as you firmly believe that he will receive it from afar, then you have a love in this world.
Before and after the flowers, it is no longer touching the scene. The bridge between you and me goes up to the sky and down to the ground. The moon hangs vaguely in the sky, the stars shine vaguely, the underground flowers are still in full bloom, the land is still fertile, but the bridge has become long and hard, and our hearts are walking happily on the bridge with blessings and hopes.
Two months ago, I witnessed the meeting of the two, tears falling and snuggling up to each other. The beautiful scenery under the moon seems to have gained a lot!
5. The composition about the rural scenery under the moon should be no less than 100 words. In the dim light, I read quietly. The moonlight shines through the window and casts a light underground, which is very soft. Moonlight is also beautiful against the dim light of small lamps, showing another style. I closed the book.
Went out.
The moon is as beautiful as I imagined. She was so demurely hanging in the air, as if smiling at the audience, her expression was soft and serene, and she was shining gently and covered with silver. The moon tonight
It's not round, but this half moon makes people better realize the artistic conception of "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine". The moon is really beautiful. She gently sprinkled the whole body's brilliance to the world and the sky, making a halo behind her.
Against the background of the halo, the moon looks clearer and clearer. I strolled along the suburban road and was baptized by the moonlight. Whenever the moon puts on white gauze for me, my mood is always calm, and all my troubles will disappear.
Trace, at least in this moonlit night full of spiritual beauty. I remember hearing the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon when I was a child. At that time, I just accused Chang 'e of being wrong. Now I look at this story and think that the moon beautifies Chang 'e. Sometimes,
Hou, I really can't help thinking, is Chang 'e, who looks good, still sad in the Guanghan Palace? Leaves that appear dark green in the moonlight seem to wear a halo in the moonlight. A breeze blew past me.
A thousand troubles, a tree shadow swaying. The moonlight hovering around the tree seemed to be scared away, but after the wind stopped, the light gathered timidly and gently surrounded the leaves. I'm, uh, a little drunk. The moon is really like a silvery white side.
6. a poem describing the scenery in the moonlight, "there is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there already frost?" ""Even the sea is flat with spring tide, and the bright moon is on the sea. With the waves, there is no moon by the river. " "The moonlight is deeper than half a household, and Beidou is dry in the south." "The sand is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost." "The moon hangs in the autumn sky, and Guanghua is wet. " .
1:
Thoughts in the dead of night
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Appreciation: This poem is about the feeling of missing my hometown on a silent moonlit night.
2:
Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring
Tang dynasty: Zhang
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. (looking for similar works: only similar)
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. (falling moon: falling flowers)
Appreciation: The title of this poem is fascinating. Spring, river, flowers, moon and night, these five things embody the most touching beauty of life and constitute a fascinating and wonderful artistic realm.
3:
Moonlit Night/jathyapple
Tang Dynasty: Liu
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Appreciation: this poem writes about spring, not only from things like willow, green and pink, but also by night to cover up things that seem to have the most spring characteristics, and writes about the moon, without detailing its light and shadow or lamenting its circle; Instead, there is only half a moonlight at night, so that the night is not too thick and the moonlight is not too bright, resulting in a vague and harmonious melody.
4:
Listen to the night flute from the wall of Shouxiang
Tang Dynasty: Li Yi
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. (Selected Works of Le Hui Feng: Feng).
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Appreciation: This is a poem describing the homesickness of frontier fortress soldiers, which depicts the strong homesickness and sadness of frontier fortress soldiers (including pipers) from many angles.
5:
Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Appreciation: after reading the whole article, I found that there is nothing novel in the use of words, but the beauty lies in the successful creation of this artistic conception. With a flowing style, the poet painted a unique lonely moonlit picture through a group of images such as "bright moon", "surprised magpie" and "cold shadow". Wandering among them, you can clearly see his thoughts, touch his jumping thoughts and hear his sighs.
7. Poems often quoted in landscape writing provide some poems describing the moon.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone".
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking".
There is nothing to say when you go to the West Chamber alone, and the moon is like a hook —— Li Yu's Hui Huan.
The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon"
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. -Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs"
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? —— Wang Anshi went boating in Guazhou.
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep. -Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.
Bright Moon in the Sky, brightening the whole of heaven —— Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance by Zhang Jiuling
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"
In the morning, she saw the change of her hair cloud in the mirror, but she dared the cold of moonlight with her evening song ―― Li Shangyin's untitled.
Write a poem of friendship
After all, the world is just a small place. Said to send Du out of Shu.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi "Don't move big"
Poetry with the theme of "birds"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn".
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birding Creek"
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
"Rain" poem
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.
A poem with the word "mountain"
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. -Mulan poem
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. -Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Villa.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.
Poems with "flowers"
I want to get wet by clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, but my face doesn't feel cold. -Monk Zhinan &; lt； Jueju >
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are reflected in the sun with different colors —— Yang Wanli's A Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.
Frogs can be heard in the fragrance of rice flowers-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon.
The children ran after Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found ―― Song Yang Wanli was in Xugong Store in Xincheng.
In April, the flowers in the world are exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in bloom —— Bai Juyi's Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple.
8. Composition: The scenery in my heart (quote a poem) You said that there are only two words to describe snowflakes-purity.
In winter, light and transparent snowflakes fall slowly, looking down at the earth with a crystal-clear and pure heart, just like a white crane, noble and proud, elegant and simple, like an out-of-touch fairy. Gently landed on my eyebrows, eyes and corners of my mouth, and soon melted. It's another snowy season. I suddenly saw a red plum not far away. Approached only to find that there are many Bai Mei around. In this white world, I admire myself and stand proudly. The biting cold wind has been with me, blowing the snow off that branch from time to time. In such a cold environment, I don't care, but I am indomitable against the wind. There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. For example, I am a "wild" chrysanthemum in a greenhouse, and I use a plastic bag to keep out the wind. When I experienced it, I grew up when I experienced it myself.
Think of some bamboos in front of grandma's house, and some old pine trees that shelter grandma and grandpa from the scorching sun. Although it is so cold, there are still some bright green, hot and beautiful green in the ethereal world, which reminds me of several poems:
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight.
I remember that in spring, the leaves on the trees are green and tender, just like newborn dolls, tender and simple; The leaves in summer are dark green by the sun, so thick as ink that they can't melt; Golden leaves indicate the arrival of autumn and the rapid pace of winter; The bare branches were weighed down by the snow, and occasionally the biting wind blew away the snow, and then slowly "got up".
I remember a time when I was obsessed with finding two identical snowflakes. In fact, it is not without it, but there are too few opportunities, and the time that snowflakes can be preserved after falling is only a few seconds. You said, I am so cute when I am persistent. If only I could do the same thing when I was doing other things. "Huh?" I looked at you strangely, and then I was instantly shocked. ...
You said that you like winter best and watching snow best. I see deep infatuation in your eyes, just like looking at the person I love most. You are old, but your temperament has not diminished. But in the past year, I saw the young you in the photo, really beautiful, like a fairy against the backdrop of snowflakes. A few years later, I forgot what you looked like, but that day, after I took a look at you, I was instantly shocked. On the snowy day, your long white hair fluttered gently, and I seemed to see you when you were young. Your eyes are slightly sad, but kind and clear. Those are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life, sad and complicated. Like a proud bridled eyebrow, what a beautiful scenery it is!
Wandering all night, thrush mourning, ice sculpture tears into water, never regret it.
9. Poem 1 About the scenery of the moonlit night, Li Bai meditates on the night.
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai
Her jade-white stairs are cold with dew, and her silk soles are wet. She lingers behind the closed window for so long. Why is she still waiting and looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? .
3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Libai
The Lushui in the moon is pure and plain, and egrets fly in the moon. Lang listens to the night song of the girl picking Ling.
4, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang Libai
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one was with me until I raised my cup. I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.
Alas, the moon cannot drink water, and my shadow follows me blankly; But for a while, I had these friends who cheered me up at the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back. I woke up and had sex, and then I got drunk and we lost each other.
Will goodwill be guaranteed? I think the Milky Way is a long way.
5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai
The moon is high in the sky, the sea of clouds is boundless, and the wind has blown Yumenguan battlements for thousands of miles.
China's army marched along Deng Bai Road, while the Tatar army stared at the blue waters of the bay, because there was no famous battle in history that sent all its soldiers back.
The soldiers turned around and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes, thinking of those people who were tossing and turning in the upstairs room tonight and couldn't rest.