Very lively, singing and dancing, weddings,
The crowd is bustling, people are cheering and jumping for joy, and the occasion is unprecedented.
A steady stream, shoulder to shoulder, flowers and plants,
A sea of people, beaming, drumming.
Red flies and green dances, drums and music are ringing, and the songs are loud.
In full swing,
Four words are a metaphor for a very lively scene.
Idiom: The conductor is the water.
Pinyin: Chinese Pinyin
Commentary: A car is like running water, and a horse is like a dragon. Describe the bustling scene of endless traffic between cars and horses.
Idiom: a bustling tourist attraction
Pinyin: fán huá shèng dì.
Explanation: Prosperity: Lively and prosperous; Tourist resort: a famous place with beautiful scenery. A lively scenic spot.
Idiom: Drum and music sing together.
Pinyin: gǔ yuè qí míng
Explanation: drums and music are played at the same time. Describe a lively scene.
Source: Guo Moruo's "Tiger Symbol" Act II: "The masses are up, drums and music are singing together."
Idiom: flowers and plants.
Pinyin: Hu ā ti ā n j ǐ n d
Commentary: Describe prosperity.
Source: Feng Ming Menglong's Ancient and Modern Novels Volume 5: "Going to Chang 'an is really a beautiful place, which is different from Xinfeng City. "
Idiom: The door is crowded.
Pinyin: mén tíng ruo Shi
Interpretation: court: yard; If: like it; City: market. There are many people in front of the door and in the yard, just like the market. The original description was that many people made suggestions. It is described that there are many people coming, which is very lively.
Idiom: people shout shh.
Pinyin: Lun H N M S.
Explanation: people shout hiss. Describe a chaotic or bustling scene.
Source: Tang Lulun's "Zhongshan sends the judge rain": "People can't listen, clouds can't go far."
Idiom: Crossroads.
Pinyin: shzēJiētóu
Explanation: refers to criss-crossing and bustling streets. It also refers to the human world and the real society.
Source: Songshi Puji's "Five Lantern Festival Huangyuan Boyun Zen Master Fa Si": "There is no road for one person on the top of the lonely peak, and there is no road for one person on the cross street. That one is in front and that one is behind."
Extended reading: metaphor for vivid sentences, good sentences and good paragraphs.
I once said that I would give my life, but I can't stand a glimpse of this bustling world. I used to be reluctant to hug every sweet moment, but now I don't want to watch it again. Tears that I said I wouldn't drop are boiling in my eyes at the moment.
The blood-stained picture scroll of Jiangshan is not as good as a cinnabar in your brow, but it is still prosperous after all.
Looking at the Millennium, there is no sweet talk among the flowers in the dream; After all, the world of mortals is flourishing.
I believe in beauty and think I have constant surprises. After the madness, the prosperity is gone forever, and the fragility under the glitz is broken. Do not forget your initiative mind, the clouds are light and the wind is light, wandering on the edge of rationality and sensibility.
Gone with the wind, Lele braved the light rain and came to a bustling city. It was stunned by everything in front of it! I saw cars flowing on the road, busy people walking on their way to work in a hurry, and the overpass was like a rainbow. ...
A prosperous encounter, a silent ending.
Spring is definitely a picture full of vitality. Whether it is out of the ground or in bud; Whether it is stretching slowly or flowing slowly; Whether they are silent or whispering, as long as the old people in the season open the curtain of spring, they will show the magical vitality of nature here in their own unique way. So, I began to wander in spring.
I have suffered all my life, and I have suffered all my life. Dumped the world and prospered.
The vast land is broken with a sword, and the prosperity is gone. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. Whoever forgets each other first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing. Once upon a time, there were tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
It turns out that I am just a gorgeous puppet, performing all the prosperity in the world, only to find that countless gold and silver threads touch me behind me-even if I raise my hand.
Happiness is holding hands, walking through the noise together, waiting for loneliness together; Is to accompany a person who wants to accompany him, laugh together when he is happy, and cry together when he is sad; It is to have a heart that you want to have. It is not boring to repeat boring days and do the same thing ... As long as there is love in your heart, we will be happy. Happiness is in our original promise and in our future dreams.
How much prosperity has become an old dream, and I have never waited for the right person.
Change your life with my three fireworks. The dust settles for you and overturns the prosperity of the world.
Time is very quiet, talking to you; The water is always flowing, and it is with you; Prosperous, you are old. If you want to come to this life, there will always be someone who will hold your hand, integrate love into life, be gentle all your life, accompany you to dye your white hair in first frost and watch the flowing water with you.
The short-lived prosperity like fireworks now leaves me fascinated and sad.
Whether it covers the world or not, it is always just a bustling place.
My Chinese teacher is surnamed Wang. He is of medium height and a little bald in the middle of his hair. We call Mr. Wang "extremely clever" Teacher Wang is rich in knowledge. Every last text will introduce us a lot of relevant information. For example, when studying the ninth lesson "Two Ancient Poems", Teacher Wang told us that these two ancient poems expressed the poet's yearning for his relatives in his hometown in autumn. Ye Shaoweng wrote what he saw in a night's book. First of all, he wrote that tourists travel outside and feel lonely and depressed because of the leaves in autumn. Seeing the light under the fence in the distance, he thought it was a child catching crickets and couldn't help recalling his hometown and childhood. Miss My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain was written by Wang Wei, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. He is only 17 years old and is seeking fame in Chang 'an. Coincided with the Double Ninth Festival, the author wandered alone in the bustling imperial city, feeling lonely and missing his relatives in his hometown very much. I wrote this song "Remembering my brother in Shandong on holiday in the mountains"
Maybe a person has lived for a long time and likes loneliness more and more. He doesn't want to set foot on the prosperity of others, only in his own world, quietly looking up at the sky. Listening to lonely songs, looking forward to the constant spring flowers and autumn moon, cold coming and summer going …
I have seen countless prosperity, successes and failures in reality. What I lack in my bones is persistence and hatred. I can't beat myself.
In the sound of "raindrops", everything seems so quiet. The rain outside the window came in through the window and reminded me of the existence of winter rain at the moment. Looking out of the window in a trance, it has been raining. There are no more stars and no more bright moon in the sky. In that bustling night scene, the colorful lights seem a little dim. Unexpected winter rain mixed with flowing snowflakes made me really feel the existence of winter. The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the winter rain seems to be getting bigger and bigger with the night. It is not delicious in spring, arrogant in summer, romantic in autumn, only cool and refreshing. On rainy nights, especially in winter, a quiet heart flies to the distance, for love, for missing, for hope. ...
Be a simple person, don't indulge in fantasy, don't be at a loss about the future, take the road today and live a good life now; Don't admire prosperity, don't carve, be simple and practical to people; Don't be too stingy, don't be too persistent, know how to choose and learn to pay; Don't bear the burden of your soul, don't pretend your spirit, let your steps be light, and let happiness exist forever; Don't be greedy for perfection, don't flaunt yourself, keep a low profile when you succeed, and be free and easy after you fail. Simplicity is the background color of our life.
The sadness buried under the night sky in the bustling city! If no one wants to mention the funeral of the red rose ~! Flowers bloom to death ~ wither instantly ~ ~
Happiness is holding hands, walking through the noise together, waiting for loneliness together; Is to accompany a person who wants to accompany him, laugh together when he is happy, and cry together when he is sad; It is to have a heart that you want to have. It is not boring to repeat boring days and do the same thing ... As long as there is love in your heart, we will be happy. Happiness is in our original promise and in our future dreams.
Dribbling, worrying about August, looking for prosperity, only hearing the rain. ...
Don't buy useless things, no matter how cheap; Don't depend on people you don't love, no matter how lonely they are. Only by enduring loneliness can we remain prosperous.
Perhaps a person has to go a long way and experience the sudden prosperity and desolation in countless lives before he becomes mature.
As the years passed, Jia Rong was dyed red with blood. Who can rule for you?
Life is like a dream, and prosperity is only a moment. Go home at dusk, just come alone and go alone.
Throughout the ages, human beings have been weaving dreams and hopes for generations. Looking up at the sky, the starry sky shines with the whispers and pious prayers of ancestors; That dream is so real and so far away, because it is the eternal pursuit in the heart and the floating prosperity and fantasy in reality.
There is no escape, and the other side with you is the end of prosperity. Let the world be lonely, let the sea change, and cut through the thorns all the way to the dream garden in my heart. Love lasts forever. After all, I can't escape a sweet word, which has pushed away the eternal romance. Even if a moth puts out the fire, nirvana will become a monk's immortal grain and meditate in your heart at the moment of burning out. As if in this way, the soul can soar beyond, and all illusions will be settled safely from now on.
Translate and describe vivid sentences in English.
Prosperity has gone, the world has lost its color, and roses have turned to dust. Even in the dark, my heart can't be hidden. You make me homesick.
When the prosperity has gone, the world has lost its color, roses have turned into dust, and my heart is hard to hide even in the dark. It is you who make me yearn for disaster.
The prosperity of the hub can hurt the body, and the teacher is old.
The hub of the chariot can be hurt by the bustling business. The teaching staff is higher than that in Hunan.
Today's bustling city, shrouded by all kinds of dazzling lights, always gives people a feeling of suffocation. But beyond the noise, there is a kind of light, which is not as colorful as neon lights, as dazzling as sun lamps, and as full of joy as lanterns. It gives off a dim but soft light.
Nowadays, the bustling city is shrouded in all kinds of dazzling lights, which always gives people a feeling of suffocation. But besides noise, there are lights. It is not as colorful as neon lights, as dazzling as sunglasses, nor as happy as lanterns. It gives off a dull yellow but soft light.
No matter how lonely it is for thousands of years or how prosperous it is for hundreds of years, we can't touch it. Instead of being deeply stabbed, why not avoid its sharpness and make a detour? Many scars are actually caused by everyone himself. And I don't know, plain is true.
Whether it is a thousand years of loneliness or a hundred years of prosperity, we can't touch it. Instead of being deeply stabbed, why not avoid its sharp point and make a detour? Many scars are actually caused by everyone himself. But I don't know. It's just plain.
Fame and fortune are fleeting, and the gains and losses are rushing around, so calm down and see who has been with you. What remains unchanged is the memory of family and friends. A greeting will keep you crying. Friend, this greeting is to send you eternal warmth. On World Greeting Day, I wish you happiness and peace of mind.
Fame and fortune, gain and loss, come and go in a hurry. It's family and friends who are always with us. A greeting makes you run forward and cry, friend. This greeting is to send you eternal warmth. World greetings day, I wish you happiness and peace of mind.
1 full of prosperity, and then we know that ordinary is true; Looking back on the vicissitudes of life, I just want to be as plain as water.
Prosperity is gone, only then do we know that ordinary is true; Looking back on the vicissitudes of life, I just want to be as plain as water.
I always hide in the depths of the season, listening to the flowers and the night singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing all the memories.
I always hide in the depths of the season, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing all the memories.
I walked out of the bustling Nanjing Road with great interest, followed the cordial call of the clock of Shanghai Customs Building, felt the gentle breath of Huangpu River, and boarded the wide embankment along the barrier-free passage of Bund levee. Looking around, scenes of humanistic scenery came into view, and my thoughts and Huangpu River gathered together, like a surging river, ups and downs, rolling people's hearts and stirring emotions.
Accompanied by the warm call of the bell of Shanghai Customs Building, and feeling the gentle breath of Huangpu River, I walked along the barrier-free passage of the Bund levee and stepped on the wide riverbank, looking around, and I had a panoramic view of the human landscape. My thoughts and the Huangpu River come together, like a surging river, wave after wave, and my emotions are rolling.
Your world is a song, and I forgot its melody; I am lonely, but I can't cry. Your Cang Sang, Lu Yu, my prosperity and desolation, I sang repeatedly, but it became a sadness that the years could not stop.
Your world is a song whose melody I forgot; My loneliness, but I can't cry. Your Cang Sang met my busy and lonely road, and I sang it repeatedly, but it became a sadness that time could not stop.
The noisy times have gone away like the wind, but the heart honed by life has become quiet and soft, sowing warm seeds and sprouting a peaceful state of mind. No longer chasing a bustling, knowing that time is a ruthless sword, it will make all things in the world happy, good flowers will inevitably be colorful, and there will be a bleak day. Dull years, with our simple life, watching the running water and smelling the birds and flowers, came to the end of life together.
The noisy times have gone away like the wind. The heart honed by life becomes quiet and soft. It sows gentle seeds and germinates a peaceful mind. No longer pursue prosperity, knowing that time is a ruthless sword, which will entertain all things in the world. Good flowers are bound to be colorful places, and magnificent scenery will have a bleak day. Dull years, with our simple life, look at the long river, listen to the birds and flowers, and go to the end of life together.
Who regretted a prosperous feast, who fled a growing party first, and who inadvertently lit up the scenery along the way. Time is painted as romantic smoke.
Who regretted a prosperous feast, who fled a growing party first, and who inadvertently lit up the scenery along the way. Time is pulled into the cloud of love.
Life is a play, and its fate is uncertain; Gather and disperse; Sadness and joy intersect; The gap between rich and poor; With gains and losses, flowers bloom and fall, sometimes high and sometimes low. People passing by are all scenery. Everyone who has experienced it knows that prosperity and peace may not be warm. Simple tea and simple rice will tell the truth, and there will be an end to glory, an end to life, a more secluded boat crossing the water, and a bluer cloud. You will see better scenery. The sun and the moon are two lights, a dream in the spring and autumn, and the world of mortals is just floating and sinking; Life is only impermanent when it is broken; Love is broken, but it comes and goes. Fenghua refers to quicksand, which has been old for a while, but it is only the time to bloom after a hundred years.
Life is a play, with uncertain blessings and disasters; Gather and disperse; Share joys and sorrows; The difference between the rich and the poor; Gains and losses go hand in hand, and a certain number of flowers bloom and fall, sometimes high and sometimes low. What we passed by was the scenery. What we have experienced is knowing that living in a prosperous and peaceful life is not necessarily warm. You can tell the truth without eating or drinking. Glory will end. We can also see life in absolute places. Ships will be quieter when they cross the water, clouds will be bluer when they cross the sky, and you will see better scenery when you turn around. The sun and the moon are two lamps, a dream in spring and autumn. The world of mortals sees through, just floating; When life is seen through, it is impermanence; When love sees through, it gathers. Fenghua refers to quicksand, an old time, and a hundred years later it is just a time when flowers bloom.
It seems that for many years, I have been staring at this bustling world alone, watching the happiness and excitement of others, then squatting down and hugging myself, standing up and moving on. . Another Mid-Autumn Festival, a little sad.
It seems that for many years, I have been watching the bustling world alone, watching the happiness and noise of others, then squatting down and hugging myself, standing up and moving on ... It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, which is a bit sad.
In our tilted world, the whole city is bustling and bustling, and we are walking under the dim light. The suffocation of the city has brought us a little despair and spiritual shock. People live in such an environment, they only care about their own lives, and have no time to take care of this city that is shrouded in danger by engineers, let alone dress up this cobweb-like urban civilization.
In our tilted world, the whole city is noisy and bustling. We walked in the dim light. The suffocation of the city brings us a trace of despair and spiritual shock. People live in such an environment. They only care about their own lives. They don't have time to think about the city surrounded by the dangers carved by engineers. They don't have time to dress up the spider civilization city.
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Missing, like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, falls lonely, swings a little melancholy and sinks in loneliness. Perhaps only by grasping the instantaneous monologue can we appreciate the bitterness. Sad in my heart, leaving the bustling city, a person waits for emptiness, enjoys himself, is self-sufficient, and leads a monotonous but regular, deserted and quiet life.
Missing, like leaves in the autumn wind, flies alone, waving a trace of melancholy and sinking into loneliness. Perhaps only by grasping the present monologue can we appreciate the bitterness. I secretly feel sad, leaving the bustling city, waiting for emptiness and self-sufficiency, and living a monotonous but regular and quiet life.
Fragrant fragrance, while curling up in yancha. The clouds are falling, the breeze is like this, and the old green dyes the screen window. Jiao Ying hides clever, weak willows and moons, rainy and sunny crescent moon, who pulls the string, next door in Qin Zhengli, the music is stuffy and tears are stained with cinnabar. By the window, I'm still listening to Huanxisha, but I don't want to continue. Ice silk writes resentment, tears deeply, and the cabin is quiet. In the shade, you cut off the snuff and kill it. After years of old stories, it has become gossip. Who will solve the prosperity? The butterfly dream will eventually be a moment, a thousand miles away, and the dream will be sent to the world.
The fragrance is constant, and the burnt fragrance is lingering. Flying clouds in Fei Ying, the breeze is like this, the old blue dye window. The delicate Yingying hides skillfully, the tender willow tip, the rain and the clear crescent moon, and the plucked string. In Qin Zheng next door, the singing is faint and the tears are stained with vermilion. Leaning against the window and listening to Huanxisha, I have no intention of continuing. Bing Si writes sentimental tears. The whole court was quiet. In the shade of the tree, he still cut lanterns and killed time. After years of old stories, it has become empty talk. Who can understand prosperity? After all, the butterfly dream is a moment, Qian Shan is full of water, and the dream is sent to the end of the world.
How to live in flowers and dreams, how to live in dreams.
How to live in flowers, dream, and how to present dreams.
The dream fell three times. Thousands of feet's sorrow is as deep as the sea, and its prosperity is scattered all over the ground. In the memory cycle, I drank a toast at Naiheqiao.
Dream falls three thousands of feet deep sorrow is like the sea, bustling and scattered. In the cycle of memory, I drank a glass and filled the bridge.
There are more and more cars, and we are blocked; There are more and more buildings, and we are short; With more and more money, we will be poor: when we are prosperous, we will begin to see people's hearts; Simplicity is pure, happiness is real.
There are more and more cars, and we are blocked; There are more and more buildings, and we are short; With more and more money, we are poor: prosperity is exhausted and people are happy; Simplicity is pure, happiness is real.