The international transparent sea is quiet, vast and mysterious. Dense stars are like sea water.
Small sparks flashed in the room, beating tiny spots of light. Fields, villages,
Trees, in quiet sleep, are covered with silver gauze. Mountains, vaguely, like clouds,
It is also like an island in the sea, as if calling ships sailing at night, shining a little light from time to time.
Two purple fires.
The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covered.
Living in the moonlight and above the fields is like a light smoke and falling asleep.
Conditions. After the sunset, the smoke in the field dispersed, and the water was as clear as water, washing away the softness.
Autumn night.
That night, there was not even a cloud, and the sky was blue and transparent. Moon image
A newly-married daughter-in-law who just rose from the eastern horizon shyly got into the tree again.
Hidden in the leaves. Those dense poplar leaves are like running water, day and night.
Night rustling sand, rustling sand, where people can't see it, flows quietly and loudly.
The cloud moves slowly, and the full moon that has been swallowed for a long time suddenly jumps out, like
A gold plate that just came out of the smelting furnace is dazzling, shining with golden light and shining all over the earth.
Bright, frogs on the lotus leaves, grasshoppers on the grass and birds on the branches are all.
This sudden light woke me up, cheered and sang loudly. bale
Died on 2014/07/07.
1 Original: Maybe Van Gogh is not the best, but he is the most unique. He seems to be a scale on the dragon, shining with unique light. In Europe where dust and erosion are rampant, he is a cool breeze. He created his own impressionist style. Different from Monet's gentleness and tranquility, Cezanne's realism and steadiness, Van Gogh stretched freely in the palace of art with the most unruly spirit, and exerted his unparalleled creative passion.
Imitation: Maybe Vitas is not the best, but he is the most unique. He seems to be a feather on the head of a phoenix, shining with unique brilliance. He is an elegant fountain in the music world where a hundred schools of thought contend and impetuous winds sweep. He created his own soul treble. Different from Pavarotti's tactfulness and Domingo's generous lyricism, Vitas sang his unique voice charm with the most incredible range on the music stage.
2 original sentence: The roof tiles in rainy days are gray and gentle with wet ribbons, while the sunlight is dim and the backlight is dim, which is a low comfort for vision. As for the rain hitting thousands of scaly tiles, from far and near, it is gentle and heavy, with a trickle flowing down the tile trough and eaves. All kinds of tapping and sliding sounds are closely woven into a net, and whose fingers are massaging the helix. "It's raining", the gentle grey beauty came, and her cold hands brushed countless black keys grey keys on the roof, turning noon into dusk. -"Listening to the Cold Rain"
Imitation: the house on a snowy day shines with soft ice light, white and crystal clear, sunny and gentle drizzle, which is an elegant enjoyment for the eyes. As for the snow falling on the thousand needles, it is thin and thick from top to bottom, and a little snow falls along the trunk and needles. All kinds of big snowflakes and fine snow overlap into a picture, whose wolf pen is waving the scenery. "It's snowing", the beautiful winter girl comes, and her white dancing shoes spin countless tangos and waltzes on the earth, turning the morning into night.
To taste nature is to taste the vast beauty. I remember once visiting Huading Mountain with my grandmother on the rooftop, and the car drove along the winding road to the top of the mountain. Looking out of the window, I saw a wonderful scene: green mountains are covered with greenery, clouds are lingering on the mountainside, and the mountains are covered with grotesque pines and cypresses. There is also a clear spring at the foot of the mountain, and the water is gurgling, which makes people think about it. It really feels like "people are roaming in the illustrated world". At this moment, all the mundane things and distractions that have disturbed me have left me, leaving only a landscape painting that can never be finished, which is refreshing.
Imitation paragraph:
To taste nature is to taste the beauty of elegance and tranquility. I remember once returning books to the library and walking slowly along a cobblestone path alone. Occasionally, I looked up and saw a charming scene: dense branches and leaves covered the sky, light and shadow jumped among the leaves, and on the left was a unique bamboo forest rustling in the wind. However, there is a purple iris on the right, full of flowers, which makes people linger back and forth. There is really a feeling of "straying into wonderland". At this moment, the noise and smoke of the world of mortals have left me, leaving me wandering in this illusory fairyland and unable to come back for a long time.