1. Poems about the prosperous city night scene
Poems about the prosperous city night scene 1. Who has a poem describing the city lights at night
1. Looking at the Gengxing Pleiades, the shining room, auspicious smoke and mist, full of gloom. ——"Qinyuan Chun·Hemerocallis lantern" Anonymous
2. The lights are on, the streets are like daylight, the lights are bright, the lights are red, the lights are green, the lights are grotesque, the neon lights are flashing, and there are men and women.
3. The street lamps standing silently are like sentries waiting for inspection. They stand upright and stare with bright eyes, guarding the tranquility of the city at all times. Rows and rows of street lights continue to extend into the distance, converging into a bright river with tributaries. Occasionally, cars will speed away, and fish will swim in the river.
4. The night in the city is so charming. There is feasting and feasting, and Banli is prosperous.
5. "Lights are all around the city, and the star river is in the middle of the water." Bai Juyi's "Jiang Tower Recruiting Guests at Night"
6. "The guest pavilion is next to the small market, and the lights are on at night. The makeup is bright. "Wang Jian's "Jiangguan"
7. "Lights are gradually coming to the waterside, and a waning moon is shining in the sky." Qin Guan's "Nan Gezi"
8. "Lights. It’s the first half of the first month, and the flowers in the south and north of the mountain are in chaos. "Wang Anshi, "The Proud Fisherman" 9. In front of us, there are layers of colorful lights, a sea of ??bright lights, divided into different parts. It is not clear where are the stars in the sky and where are the lights on earth, or maybe the stars in the sky have fallen into the human world and the lights on earth are also open in the starry sky.
10. At night, the lights in Chengdu are brilliant and complement each other. The passing vehicles, tall street lights, magnificent shopping malls, and bustling crowds make this city extraordinarily enchanting and beautiful. It’s such a beautiful city that never sleeps!
11. If the weather is fine, the stars in the sky and the lights on the ground will complement each other and blend with each other. When you look far into the distance, you can't tell which one is the star and which one is the lamp.
2. Sentences describing the bustling city night scene
Everyone says that the starry sky at night is very beautiful. The stars are twinkling in the universe, just like It looks like it's blinking, so cute.
What a beautiful thing it would be if a big, round and golden moon hung in the sky. Everything I talk about is always met.
In my memory, one night, while listening to Jay Chou's "Nocturne" with my MP3, I walked out of the balcony to look at the beautiful night sky. The night sky that day was so beautiful that it was amazing. Absolutely. I first looked at the beautiful night sky, and then looked at the city’s night lights. It was so beautiful that no one could stop it! In the universe, there are countless stars and planets shining with the light of the sun. Human beings see it and think it is the light of the stars themselves, but it is actually the light of the sun. However, human beings still think they are beautiful.
When I look at the golden moon and twinkling stars in the universe, I feel that it is very beautiful. Every time I look at the stars, I want to stretch out my hand and pick off a star. I also want to grab a lot of them. I don’t want to let go of the moon either. I put it down and eat it in one bite. I feel greedy thinking about it. , wipe your saliva first and then talk.
In my mind, the stars and the moon are like angels. That’s because I often make wishes to the stars and ask them to help me realize my wishes. Although the stars have never helped me realize my wishes, I still regard the stars and the moon as angels.
Who told them to be so beautiful? The bright starry sky is so beautiful, all people are fascinated by it, no one calls them so beautiful, people all like them.
The bright stars are always beautiful. Looking at the starry sky, the stars are bright and the wind is gentle.
With the sky as the curtain and the earth as the seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the refreshing summer night, listening to a pond of frogs chirping and insects chirping, and looking at the star-studded night sky. The sky is not pure black, but there is an endless deep blue in the black, stretching into the distance, far away.
My eyes really want to penetrate this layer of darkness, and I really want to spy on what is at the end of the sky. The sky is so vast that I can’t help but feel ashamed of my own insignificance; the universe is so infinite that I can’t help but lament the shortness of life.
"A fleeting moment", I seem to understand the helpless mood of the ancients. Looking at the starry sky again, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and the frogs are still chirping and the insects are chirping.
Staring at the stars all over the sky, big and small, flickering on and off, my heart moved. Stars are the stars that decorate the night sky, spreading their luster to the earth, whether they are famous stars or stars. Nameless stars. Yes, the universe is infinite and life is limited, but what's the regret? Throughout the development of human history, who can violate this objective law? However, why are so many people like immortal stars in the sky, their spirit and great achievements passed down to this day, and even will continue to be passed down forever? The stars blinked, as if confirming that my answer was correct.
The endless songs of frogs, drums and insects seemed to be congratulating me on my sudden enlightenment of thinking. Grandfathers and fathers are just like these famous and nameless stars, pursuing, exploring, and struggling in hardships, with as much heat as they shine.
Indeed, life is limited and individuals are small, but I want to make the flow of my life merge into the long river of history, forever galloping, and always shining. Looking up at the starry sky, the night sky is still deep and the stars are still brilliant. The frogs in the fields are playing beautiful music. On the black swan-like night, the fifteenth moon is like a jade plate filled with gold. The sky has just broken, and the light green The sky is still dotted with a few sparse remaining stars. The stars are bright and the wind is gentle.
With the sky as the curtain and the earth as the seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the refreshing summer night, listening to a pond of frogs chirping and insects chirping, and looking at the star-studded night sky. The sky is not pure black, but there is an endless deep blue in the black, stretching into the distance, far away.
My eyes really want to penetrate this layer of darkness, and I really want to spy on what is at the end of the sky. The sky is so vast that I can’t help but feel ashamed of my own insignificance; the universe is so infinite that I can’t help but lament the shortness of life.
"A fleeting moment", I seem to understand the helpless mood of the ancients. Looking at the starry sky again, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and the frogs are still chirping and the insects are chirping.
Staring at the stars all over the sky, big and small, flickering on and off, my heart moved. Stars are the stars that decorate the night sky, spreading their luster to the earth, whether they are famous stars or stars. Nameless stars. Yes, the universe is infinite and life is limited, but what's the regret? Throughout the development of human history, who can violate this objective law? However, why are so many people like immortal stars in the sky, their spirit and great achievements passed down to this day, and even will continue to be passed down forever? The stars blinked, as if confirming that my answer was correct.
The endless songs of frogs, drums and insects seemed to be congratulating me on my sudden enlightenment of thinking. Grandfathers and fathers are just like these famous and nameless stars, pursuing, exploring, and struggling in hardships, with as much heat as they shine.
Indeed, life is limited and individuals are small, but I want to make the flow of my life merge into the long river of history, forever galloping, and always shining. Looking up at the starry sky, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and the frogs in the fields are playing beautiful music.
When the moon is bright, the stars are sparse, because the brightness of the moon will cover up the nearby stars that are not very conspicuous, so the idiom "the moon is sparse with stars" has been around since ancient times. Therefore, in this description, it is beautiful to see the stars and the moon shining together, but it is not very realistic.
The tired moon hid in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars standing guard. At night, the evening breeze blows gently, blowing the curtains gently. The bright moon in the starry sky is very dazzling, and the seemingly small stars are also embedded next to it. On such a night, you can temporarily not think about those sad and troublesome things. You can quietly sip fragrant tea or coffee while watching the night sky. The most important thing for a person living in this world is to live freely, openly and happily.
But if a person really wants to do this, it is indeed not easy. Faced with the complex interpersonal relationships in society, faced with sometimes very difficult things, faced with some jealousy of oneself If someone is plotting against you behind your back, you really need to be careful every step you take. For example, when playing online games, you must be brave enough to face unknown dangers.
There are many good people in the world, but there are also many bad people. Under such circumstances, family members will inevitably tell themselves to be careful outside.
3. Describe the attractive night view of the city
1. Poems describing the night view of the city:
The night is dim
The landscape lights are shining with colorful colors The bright light,
competes with the stars in the sky.
Being in a dreamlike scene,
feels like you are the brightest star.
High-rise buildings
submerged in the dim night,
lined with prosperity and solemnity,
and sacred and inviolable,
In the eyes of wage earners,
becoming is an ethereal illusion.
2. Words to describe the city night scene: brightly lit, brilliant, dim, hazy, diffuse, charming, quiet.
4. What are the poems describing the "bustling night scene"
"Send Zheng Shangshu out of Nanhai"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Ji
Yuan Town accepted a new mission, and Wang Cheng did not hesitate to urge him. Classes fight for passage, and gifts come from time to time.
The teeth are spread out from the city, and the military talismans are opened at the mansion. The night market is noisy and the sea is soaked in tidal flats.
The moon is on the horizon, and the plum blossoms are on Hanguan Ridge. I know that my father-in-law is highly respected, so I usually come back every other year.
"Sending People to Wu"
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Xunhe
When I see you in Gusu, everyone is lying on the river.
The ancient palace has little free space and many water lanes and small bridges.
The night market sells lotus root, and the spring boat carries Qiluo.
I know the moon is not sleeping in the distance, and my homesickness is in the fishing songs.
"Mooring in Qinhuai"
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Mu
Smoke cage, cold water, moon cage and sand, I parked in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant.
The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.
"Staying in Yangzhou"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Shen
The river crosses the vast misty waves in the evening, and the tide passes through Jinling and leaves fall in autumn. The roar of Sai Hong passes through Chuze, and the light and dark red trees are seen in Yangzhou. The night bridge is lit up with stars, and the water canopy is close to the bullfighting.
Today, the customs of the city have changed, so there is no need to ask the mysterious building.
"Looking at Yangzhou City at Night"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Jian
Thousands of lights in the night market illuminate the blue clouds, and there are many red-sleeved customers in the high-rise buildings.
Today is not like usual, but I am still singing and singing.
5. What are the words to describe the bustling night scene of the city
Feasting on lights, dim lights, busy traffic, star-studded, brilliant, lanterns coming on
1. dēng hóng jiǔ lǜ (pinyin: dēng hóng jiǔ lǜ) describes the decadent life of pleasure-seeking, and also describes the bustling and bustling scene at night in cities or entertainment venues.
Source: Chapter 33 of "The Strange Current Situation Witnessed in Twenty Years" by Wu Jianren of the Qing Dynasty: "(Yusheng) turned his head and thought for a while and said, 'Feasting and feasting', okay?"
2. Traffic is like flowing water and horses are like swimming dragons. It is pronounced as chē shuǐ mǎ lóng. Describe a lively and prosperous scene.
Source: Chapter 1 of "Strange Current Situations Witnessed in Twenty Years" by Wu Jianren of the Qing Dynasty: "Fun and drunken, endless noise, busy traffic, no time to turn the sun."
3. Overflowing light Color, Pinyin liú guāng yì cǎi, flowing light and shadow, overflowing colors. Describes dazzling light and bright colors.
It means: the light is flowing and the colors are overflowing. It is generally used to describe car lights, neon, etc., and sometimes it is also used to describe the bright colors of fashion shows and jewelry.
Usage: This gleaming new luxury décor awakens the radiant soul of the midnight sun.
4. Huá dēng chū shàng (pinyin: huá dēng chū shàng), an idiom meaning a beautiful and bright lamp has just been lit, is generally used to describe the city scene when night falls.
Source: Zhu Ziqing's "Qinhuai River in the Sound of Oars and Shadows of Lights": "We seem to have witnessed the scene when the lanterns reflected the water and the boats rippled."
5. The lights dimmed, It is a Chinese idiom, the pinyin is dēng huǒ lán shān, which means sparsely lit, referring to a sparsely populated and deserted place.
Source: The poem "Yong Huai" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: "I return home with my head full of white hair, and my passion for poetry and wine gradually fades."
6. Poems describing the bustling night scene
1. "New Year's Eve in Kyoto" Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen was dressed in robes and makeup, and the lights on the six streets were noisy with children.
I am also wearing a long gown, which is also mentioned in the laughter of tourists. Translation: During the Lantern Festival, you can meet women everywhere wearing costumes and beautiful makeup to watch the lanterns; children are having fun on the streets.
What do I, a scholar wearing a simple gown, do? You can also enjoy the lanterns and guess riddles in the atmosphere of laughter and laughter of tourists. 2. "The Green Jade Case: Yuan Xi" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom on a night.
The stars are falling like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot flickered, and fish and dragons danced all night. Moth snow willow golden strands.
The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times.
Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. Translation: Just like the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows away fireworks and makes them fall like rain.
The luxurious carriage fills the road with fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the bright moon like a jade pot gradually set to the west, and fish, dragons, lanterns danced and laughed all night long.
The beauties were all wearing bright ornaments on their heads, smiling and walking with the crowd, and their bodies were filled with fragrance. I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, and when I suddenly turned my head, I accidentally found her in the scattered lights.
3. "Shengchazi·Yuan Xiu" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. In the moonlit willow branches, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
Translation: On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.
4. "Nv Guanzi·Yuan Xi" Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie The fragrance of Hui flowers is also there. Xueqingchi Pavilion is picturesque.
The spring breeze came, and on the Baochai Tower, there was a sound of shengxiao and colored glaze. Now the lights are hanging everywhere.
It wasn’t the dark dust and bright moon, it was Yuan Ye. In recent years, I have been lazy and timid, and I am shy and fighting with moths.
The people of Jiangcheng started fighting quietly. If you ask who can explain prosperity, then ask God to borrow it.
Remove the remaining red rays. But in the dream, there is a faint, tin-che-luopa.
Wu Jian silver powder calender. I will write down the scenery of my old home as idle talk.
The smiling green servant girl next door is still singing while leaning against the window as the sun sets.
Translation: Cymbidium orchids spread out their fragrance, and the clear sky after the snow reflects the pond, marsh, pavilion and pavilion like a painting.
The spring breeze blows to the exquisite singing houses and dance pavilions, and the sound of sheng, flute and pipe music is everywhere. The colored glaze lanterns were shining brightly, and the whole city was filled with laughter and joy.
Nowadays, a few small lights are hung casually, and it is no longer as good as in the past when gentlemen and women were a mess. The colorful lights reflected the dusty sky, the traffic was busy, and everyone was joyful. What's more, I have become disheartened in recent years and no longer have the heart to have fun and go shopping.
Jiangcheng is desolate and silent. Listening to the drumbeats, you can tell that it’s just the first update, but it’s already so deserted. May I ask who can ask God to regain the previous prosperity and peace? I removed the remains of the red candle and could only vaguely see the scenes from the past in my dreams.
People are coming and going, cars are rumbling, and there are clouds of beauties holding ropa. I was just thinking about using Wu’s silver paper to jot down the scenery of my homeland on New Year’s Eve so that I could remember it in the future.
I laughed and sighed at the girl next door with black hair, leaning on the window rail and still singing "Sunset"! 5. "Yong Yu Le·The Sunset Melts Gold" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao The setting sun melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, and where are the people? The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment, and I know how much spring is coming.
During the Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, and there will be no wind and rain. Come to greet him, bring him a car and a BMW, and thank him for his wine, friends, and poets.
It’s a prosperous day in Zhongzhou, and there is a lot of free time in the boudoir. Remember to focus on the three or five. Paved with emerald green crowns, twisted with golden snow willows, and clustered with ribbons to support Chu.
Now I am haggard, my hair is covered with frost, and I am afraid of going out at night. It's better to go under the curtain and listen to people's laughter.
Translation: The setting sun is golden, like molten gold water, and the dusk clouds are wavy blue, as bright and crystal clear as jasper. The scenery is so beautiful, but where am I now? The new willow leaves are stained like green smoke, and there is a sound of resentment in the flute music of "Plum Blossoms Fall".
The breath of spring is already here. But in the mild weather during the Lantern Festival, how can we know that there will be no wind or rain? Those drinking friends came to greet them in their gorgeous carriages and horses, but I could only respond politely because I was depressed and anxious.
I remember the prosperous years of Bianjing. I had a lot of leisure time in my boudoir, and I especially value this fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Their hats were inlaid with jade beads, and their bodies were adorned with gold-twisted snow willows. All of them were dressed handsomely.
Now I look haggard, my hair is fluffy and I have no intention of combing it, and I am even more afraid of going out at night. It's better to listen to other people's laughter from under the curtain.