The first article: starry sky at night
At night, the high blue sky is sparsely inlaid with gem-like stars, and the sky always shines like a ghost eye. The air is filled with the fresh breath of earth, fog and rice. The dreamy sense of security on a summer night makes all creatures seem to want to let the Russians sleep. Although there are grasshoppers like Jin Lingzi's faint cries, their voices are so faint and far away, as if they were dreaming!
Near dusk, the sun slowly got into the thin clouds and turned into a red ball. In the western sky, there is a kind of pink that is redder and more delicate than the face of a fat doll. The sun is the reddest around, so charming. Red spreads around, covering half the sky, and gradually fades from layer to layer until it turns gray. Soft, transparent, clear and moist air is floating in the sky.
The setting sun seems to roll in the golden rosy clouds and then sink behind the gloomy horizon. The red fireball sparkled on Phnom Penh, bursting out with two or three fiery sparks, so the vague outline of the distant Woods suddenly emerged with continuous light blue lines.
The bright moonlight decorated the night sky and the earth in spring. The night sky is like an endless transparent sea, quiet, vast and mysterious. Dense stars, like small sparks in the sea, flicker and beat tiny spots of light. In quiet sleep, fields, villages and trees are covered with silver gauze. Mountains, vaguely like clouds and islands on the sea, seem to summon ships sailing at night, shining with a little purplish fire from time to time.
The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.
That night, there was not even a cloud, and the sky was blue and transparent. The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just rose from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide. Those dense poplar leaves, like running water, are rustling day and night, quietly and loudly flowing where people can't see them.
The clouds moved slowly, and the full moon, which had been swallowed for a long time, suddenly jumped out, like a freshly baked golden plate, dazzling and glowing with golden light, illuminating the whole earth. Frogs on the lotus leaves, grasshoppers in the grass and birds on the branches are all awakened by this sudden light, cheering and singing loudly.
Chapter 2: The intoxicating sunrise at sea.
I often get up early to watch the sunrise. It was still dark at that time, and it was quiet around, only the sound of the ship's machines was heard.
The sky is still light blue and shallow. In a blink of an eye, a Xia Hong appeared among the landlords connected with Tianshui. The scope of Xia Hong is gradually expanding and getting brighter. I knew the sun was going to rise on the horizon, so I didn't look there in the blink of an eye.
Sure enough, after a while, the small half of the sun appeared in that place. Red is very red, but there is no light. The sun seems to be carrying a heavy burden, rising slowly, vertically and vigorously. Finally, it broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. The color is really red and lovely. In an instant, this dark red round thing gave off dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache. The cloud next to it suddenly lit up.
Sometimes the sun is hidden in the clouds, and the sun shines directly through the cracks in the clouds. I can't tell where the water is and where the sky is, but I only see a light.
Sometimes there are black clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are still thick. The sun rises and people can't see it yet. Its light gives the dark clouds a glowing Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly emerged from the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, dyeing pieces of clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water, but also myself became bright.
Isn't this a great spectacle?
At sunrise, the sun left the horizon, red, like a dazzling agate plate, and slowly moved upward. Around the red sun, the sunset is exhausted. Light clouds, like a girl in red, are dancing.
Before sunrise at sea, my father and I went to see the sunrise at sea. The sky is gray and surrounded by cool fog. Waves of cool sea breeze hit my face and lifted my black hair. White Liu Hua gently kissed my little feet, which brought me warmth. I wandered anxiously, looking forward to the sunrise at sea. I don't know how long it took, but the sky seems a little bright. Looking around, the eastern sky is slightly orange. With the passage of time, the orange spread, getting stronger and stronger, and the water and sky turned purple. Oh, the sun is out! Gradually, the sun leaned out of his forehead, which was red, but there was no light. It seems heavy, rising from the sea bit by bit. Slowly and vertically. The sun is rising. Finally, it jumped out of the sea in one breath, and its whole face was red and lovely. In a flash, it emits light that catches the sun, and the strong sunlight makes people blind. The clouds nearby are also plated with a layer of Phnom Penh.
The warm sunshine is cold, and the weather is still so cold. But the sunshine is warm after all. At noon, the sun shines on the earth. Golden sunshine, sprinkled on the wilderness and roofs, fell on people's shoulders and backs. A warm current overflowed the whole body, dizzy and soft, so comfortable and comfortable.
After lunch in the strong sunshine, I came to the balcony again. The sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball. The intense white light stung my eyes. I set up the "arbor" with my hands, only to see that the sun became smaller, and there was a milky halo around the bright ball, and the sun shone directly on the earth. Father Sun dedicates light and heat to the earth, making everything full of vitality. Cicada called on the branch, as if to say, "thank you!" " "Ludi willow clever also nodded and greeted the sun.
Chapter 3: Changing faces in summer.
In the morning, there may be a little wind blowing, but it will soon pass, and God will stop the wind before people are satisfied. After a while, the sun came out and the earth was burning. The wind at this time is not as obedient as it was in the morning. That's not cold air, but hot air. I think this may be what people call cigar smoke! Lush spring has passed, with a flick of a finger. June 22nd arrived, and the sun stood directly on the Tropic of Cancer. Summer, the season of filariasis, is coming again.
Summer is a season of changing faces. It sometimes cries and sometimes laughs. In a short time, Wan Li was clear, the blue sky was like washing, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the sun was like fire; For a while, the sky was low and dark, the clouds were gathering and the wind roared; After a while, the weather went on the rampage, with lightning and thunder; It will rain cats and dogs later. It rained for a while, and Hongqiao flew north and south. Summer is like a child's face, changing without warning.
Summer is a season of rapid development. Everything is growing wildly, especially the green in that summer, which was thick and deep and occupied all over the mountains. Although it is a flower, it is actually green, fat, red and thin. After the rain, bamboo shoots sprang up overnight, bamboo grew rapidly, its joints stood straight, the original grass grew in pieces, and the towering trees in the forest added a circle of rings.
Summer is a hot season. In the scorching sun, the fireball of nuclear fusion, dogs sticking out their tongues, cicadas chirping testily, the asphalt road is soft and the fish come out for air. The people who worked in the hot summer sweated like rain, and the crops were wilted by sweat. They stood there lazily. Some fields that have been waiting for nectar for a long time have cracked, and farmers are cooking soup and busy pumping water for irrigation. The water hibiscus in full bloom in the pond is like the burning Olympic torch, some are in bud, the river is showing sharp corners, and dragonflies are standing on it. In the shallow rivers, lakes and seas, leisure people enjoy sunbathing on the beach and occasionally swim in the water. It's raining, and it's ticking. The rain hits the green plums, flicking the bamboo windows and blooming the scenery of this beautiful city. At night, the clouds collect rain and rest, the moon is thousands of miles away, the sky is full of stars, crickets play, frogs croak and have a beautiful melody, which constitutes a symphony.
Summer is a magnificent season. This season is a glorious history. 192 1 in July, a group of extraordinary people set up the China * * * production party on an ordinary cruise ship in Jiaxing, which opened a new era of China's indomitable spirit and independence. 1in August, 927, the Jedi, who were about to be wiped out by the whole army, counterattacked and fired the first shot of the armed revolution. 1in June, 944, the allied forces successfully landed in Normandy, which opened up the second battlefield in Europe and accelerated the demise of fascist Germany. 1In August, 945, China's army defeated the Japanese fascists after eight years of bloody fighting, ending the humiliating history. China began to grow stronger, and China finally stood up independently on the international stage!
Summer is a changeable, ever-changing and magnificent season, and it has been performing an exciting and magnificent history. Life has the same summer, and now we are in such a summer. "Don't wait, white boy, empty sorrow!" We should cherish summer, constantly enrich ourselves, make life better and welcome fruitful autumn.
Lush spring has passed, with a flick of a finger. June 22nd arrived, and the sun stood directly on the Tropic of Cancer. Summer, the season of filariasis, is coming again.
Summer is a season of changing faces. It sometimes cries and sometimes laughs. In a short time, Wan Li was clear, the blue sky was like washing, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the sun was like fire; For a while, the sky was low and dark, the clouds were gathering and the wind roared; After a while, the weather went on the rampage, with lightning and thunder; It will rain cats and dogs later. It rained for a while, and Hongqiao flew north and south. Summer is like a child's face, changing without warning.
Chapter Four: Spring Rain
It came suddenly, followed by a burst of wet wind, followed by wisps of light clouds and rain, and came quietly. First of all, I heard its voice. It came from a building in the distance, from the vast and dark sky-rustling, rustling ... like a song without words, it magically floated from all directions and gradually became clear and loud.
"lixi Li, Li" is as expensive as oil, and the spring rain falls on the earth. The fine spring rain flutters and the orchard is peach blossom red; Sprinkle on the treetops to dye green willow buds; Fall in the fields to nourish crops; Fall on the pond to wake the frog ... Green the willows by the river and red the apricot flowers. In an instant, raindrops fell from the sky like thousands of soldiers. It falls on the pink petals of morning glory and rolls like thousands of colorful gems. Raindrops fall on the pond, and the calm pond ripples. Looking at the raindrops carefully, I can see that the raindrops are scattered, gathered, retreating, retreating and advancing. It is so unpredictable that even the most talented painter can't draw it! Look, how beautiful the azaleas are! The blooming petals crowded together and danced like a colorful girl. Flowers in bud are colorful, some swaying in the wind, some shy. A large disc-like leaf is green and flawless, and the water drops are more transparent than pearls rolling on it, making the azaleas more charming and moving. Look at the hungry willows, they are greedily sucking the dew of spring. Countless willow branches that seem to be decorated with emeralds droop like soft ribbons. These naughty willow dolls float around freely, just like a group of carefree little angels. Countless small drops of water fell on the willow with Ana stretched out, as if to put a crystal coat on the willow, which was particularly touching. Look at the pink peach blossoms, one by one, blooming all over the branches. They are like groups of urchins, scrambling to let people see their gorgeous charm. Water drops make peach blossoms look beautiful and make people feel relaxed and happy. After the spring rain, the campus is more vibrant. Let a hundred flowers blossom and start to compete again; The weak and tenacious grass was straightened by the spring rain; Beautiful azaleas opened a more brilliant smiling face; The greedy willow tree looks more enchanting and charming; Pink peach blossoms are even more shy ...
Spring rain is warm, with a soft heart, falling into the ground, nourishing all the thirsty things that just woke up from winter and soothing their souls hurt by the cold of winter. Summer rain is warm, with infinite power, surging, spreading uncontrollable passion, touching flowers and trees, scouring the world. It's just that the weather is not normal this year. When the spring rain should be "as expensive as oil", the rain really "flows down a street", so that the flowers have fallen with the spring rain before they can spread. In summer, it happened that the rain disappeared, the sun hung in the gray sky with a pale face every day, and the crops smoked with thirst and bowed their heads. Even the trees and grass that have always made people feel tenacious in life have become dusty and can't hide the lack of water. There is always no rain. Looking at the thirsty earth and the dirty sky, the longing for rain rises from all the breath of life, but it can never form a powerful cloud, so the rain has been dormant in people's expectations.
Although there is no rain, it has been brewing: from the sun that has not been seen for a few days, from the dull air, from the drooping sky, from the swallows flying close to the water surface, from time to time, from the fish jumping out of the water surface ... Everything clearly shows that rain is coming, but this humid air still sticks to the face, and there is still no trace of rain in the sultry wind, but the sky becomes more gloomy and can't be seen. The fog that never leaves the field in summer seems to be very thick in the dark, and with the invasion of the sky, it haunts everything between heaven and earth.
Chapter 5: Autumn leaves
Autumn is coming and the weather is changing gradually. But I live in Guangzhou, and it's hard for me to really feel the arrival of autumn except for the occasional cold accident brought by the morning breeze. In my hometown of Sichuan, when it comes to autumn, wow, it's really a autumn scenery. In the fields and Shan Ye, there is golden everywhere, and at this time, what I am most obsessed with is the fallen leaves of that autumn. Look! The golden leaves were piled up with branches. When the wind dolls blew mischievously, the leaves floated down happily, landed in the fields and flew into the grass. That gesture really flies like a beautiful butterfly. You see, the leaves have fallen on the water again, like a boat sailing only on the water, and some small ants take the opportunity to lie on it and relax! Leaves are scattered on my head and body. It's like playing hide-and-seek with me I didn't catch it for a long time, but I didn't give up. I jumped up and caught it: "yeah! I got it. Yeah! " I shouted happily, and my crying seemed to be heard by everyone. The leaves seem to be happy for me and float more happily.
Sometimes, I will hold my favorite extra-curricular books and lie lazily on the lawn covered with leaves, so that fiery red leaves fall on my head and body ... I will also take the opportunity to catch a leaf, cover my eyes and feel the beauty of autumn. Wow! That feeling is really great!
I love autumn, but I love autumn leaves more!