(Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night")
2. The night in Day Order is as cool as water, lying and watching Penny and Vega.
(Du Mu: Autumn Night)
3. The dangerous building 100 feet high, you can pick the stars with your hands.
(Li Bai: "One Night Mountain Temple")
4. Slight wind and waves are scattered all over the river.
(Check Shen Xing's Night Book Seen on the Ship)
Once the hard work comes, the stars are scattered everywhere.
(Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Dingding Ocean")
6. Journey to the Sun and Moon, if it comes from it. Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
(Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
7. The thin clouds are mysterious, the flying stars are complaining, and the silver is dark. (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy")
8. Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan female.
(Nineteen ancient poems)
9. Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
(Nineteen ancient poems)
10. Silkworm Niang fills the starry sky in shade, and Jiusan is quiet and tearful.
(ChristianRandPhillips of Li He)
1 1. Calling stars and ghosts, the cups and plates are messy, and the mountain charm makes people feel chilling when they eat it.
(Li He's Immortal)
12. The remnant stars are dotted with geese, and the flute leans against the building.
(Zhao Wei's "Looking at Autumn in Chang 'an")
13. The stars are cold in the Bitan water, and the Hongyan mourns the first black wind.
(Dai Fugu's Moon Boat)
14. Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east. Blowing down, the stars are like rain.
(Xin Qiji's Jade Case)
15. The waves will recede and the tide will bring stars.
(One of Yang Di's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River")
2. The beautiful words about the night are still blowing gently. It looks like it's getting late, but I don't want to rest yet, because I stay up all night. Looking at it, I seem to feel that my heart has been purified and the whole person feels very relaxed.
The mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, and the silver brilliance is written on the earth.
The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty.
At night, the stars are dotted, the lights are blurred, the silver stars are connected with the lamp beads, and the grassland at night is so quiet and serene, only the sound of quietly flowing streams causes people to daydream about nature.
Under the starry tree, the breeze is blowing, crickets are singing and listening to the starry sky.
At night, the evening breeze gently blows the curtains, the bright moon in the starry sky is dazzling, and seemingly small stars are embedded nearby. On such a night, you can temporarily forget those sad and troubled things, while sipping fragrant tea or coffee, while quietly watching the night sky.
Silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets screamed everywhere. The fragrance of the night permeates the air and weaves into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. What the eyes come into contact with is covered with this soft net. No matter what grass or tree it is, it is not as realistic as during the day. Everything has a vague and illusory color, and everything hides its details and guards its secrets, making people feel like dreaming.
The moonlight shines on the microwave-sparkling sea, and the reflection of the stone is reflected on the sea. The stars blinked their happy eyes.
The moon will come out soon. The moon is still far away, but behind the horizon, people think it rises from the dark abyss. The weak light inlaid a circle of lace around the top of the tree on the high slope, like the edge of a goblet, and the silhouette of the top of the tree became darker every minute under the weak light.
3. A sentence describing the starry night sky with light wind and light clouds.
Taking the sky as a curtain and the ground as a seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the refreshing summer night, listening to a pool of frogs and looking at the starry night sky. The sky is not pure black, but there is an infinite deep blue in black, which extends all the way to the distance.
My eyes really want to penetrate this shady layer, and I really want to see what the end of the day is. The sky is too vast, which makes me feel deeply small; The boundless universe makes me sigh that life is short.
"fleeting", I seem to understand the helplessness of the ancients. Look at the starry sky, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and frogs are still singing.
Looking at the stars all over the sky, my heart moved. Stars are the stars that decorate the night sky and shed their brilliance on the earth, whether they are famous stars or nameless stars. Yes, the universe is infinite and life is limited, but what's the regret? Since the development of human history, who can violate this objective law? However, why are many people like immortal stars in the sky, and their spirit and great achievements have been passed down to this day, and will even be passed down forever? The star blinked as if to confirm the correctness of my answer.
One after another, frogs, drums and insects seem to congratulate my heart on being suddenly enlightened. Grandparents and dads, like this nominal star, are pursuing, exploring and struggling in hardships, no matter how hot they are, there is how bright.
Indeed, life is limited, and individuals are small, but I want the stream of my life to flow into the long river of history, never stop and shine forever. Looking up at the starry sky, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and frogs and insects in the field are playing beautiful music.
There are few stars in the moon, because the brightness of the moon will cover the inconspicuous starlight nearby, so there has been an idiom "there are few stars in the moon" since ancient times. So in this description, the beauty of the stars and the moon is beautiful, but it is not realistic.
The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty. The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the milky way, flashing.
A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky. The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate.
The full moon is rising, and a gentle smile appears on her silver-plated face. The bright full moon was lifted by the distant blue mountain and rose to the sky.
The moon, round, is like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie. At night, it's very quiet. The full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth.
An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake. The full moon, like a yellow lantern, is stirred in the sky from the eastern horizon.
At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight. The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in white gauze, quiet and serene, gentle and generous.
Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches. The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just came up from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide.
The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight. The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, and unveiling her charming face for a while, so that the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight.
The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury. At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow.
In the morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, which is thrown in the horizon. A crescent moon, like a white pear, quietly opens in the light blue sky.
The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river. The moon is like a bow, bending in the sky.
A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It is as white as newly refined silver. A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, protrudes from the dark mountain peak.
A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light. A crescent moon, like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upward, crossed the quiet lake at night, giving me a feeling.
A crescent moon is high in the deep blue sky, and the clear water shines on the earth. The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches.
Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal. The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating.
A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance. A curved silver hook in the night sky emits infinite light.
The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth, with a sweet smile. Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches.
The crescent moon is like a silver boat. The crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky.
The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, lively and lovely like barracuda. The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air.
The moon rises, red and dizzy, as if someone had stirred up a red lantern from the eastern horizon. The moon has risen, like a newly dehydrated jade wheel ice tray, without any dust.
Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her. A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is very beautiful.
The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time. The moon went out to sea.
At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean. A soft moonlight shone through the window and on the windowsill, as if it were plated with a layer of silver.
The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn. The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving behind glittering jade.
The full moon on the fifteenth day is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright. Leng Yue hangs its branches high, but the cold wind leaves bare branches.
4. beautiful sentences describing the starry sky open the window and stare at the starry sky, but there is no hometown to go home. Those unforgettable memories remain in my heart. Sing this song to the blue starry sky and tell the person I love. Please tell me, this ballad in the lonely starry sky wets the cheek of a lonely wanderer and stares at the meteor at dawn. It must be a letter to my hometown, but that beautiful planet is out of sight. She disappeared. The dark side sang this song to the blue starry sky. Please tell my loved ones to sing this starry song as they did then and that day, and explore the secrets of the starry sky in the wonderful starry sky! The starry sky is the most beautiful note and best wish in the world. We are like little stars playing in the Milky Way.
Let's play in the long heaven.