Imitation: Snow, like white and smooth pieces of paper, flies into a thin yarn, covering the whole winter world. The sky is also white, like a newly painted white wall in a brand-new room. Silver moon, which was looming that day, was like a faint trace on a white wall.
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. extract a beautiful sentence and imitate it, and tell the reason for the extract. I like a piece of music for a while and miss it after listening to it for a while. Sitting for a while, missing the palmprint of another time. What was it like to listen to that song? Did we meet then? Meet or miss? Or, an encounter without an ending?
When I was a teenager, I was crazy about the words "take me away". Now, I will never let anyone take me away at will. I have learned to go by myself.
Carousel is the cruelest game, but there is an eternal distance between chases.
Memory is a form of meeting, and forgetting is a form of freedom.
Always complete the parting and giving up that you don't want to perform in real life in a long dream. Is this dream too cold and cruel? Look at how dangerous and difficult the world is. Such as changeable weather. There is no map. We were disappointed all the way, ignited hope all the way, and searched for answers all the way. How happy the past imagination is, how long the present regret is.
No matter how beautiful it is, it can't stand forgetting, and no matter how sad it is, it can't stand time.
It turned out that I was just a gorgeous puppet, acting out the prosperity of the world, only to find countless gold and silver threads behind me, which touched me. Even if you raise your hand, you will cast your foot.
Whose eyes can touch whose eyebrows; Whose smile is worth whose tears; Whose heart can hold who's reincarnation; Whose palm print can redeem who's sin.
Who caressed your fluttering hair on a sunny afternoon in spring? Who took the wine you drank alone in countless gloomy white nights and burned the strong temperature into your chest? Who crushes the green Yuan Ye into damp decay in the soil season after season? Who holds your flowery face and makes the beauty of the years feel dejected?
In the best time, I still walk alone in the flashy street that doesn't belong to me. Like a scavenger, I quietly collected the negatives of time, turned them into old private brewing, and then broadcast any pictures related to you in that summer afternoon.
Remember what should be remembered and forget what should be forgotten. Change what can be changed and accept what cannot be changed.
Apart from tears, time is the only thing that can wash away everything. The longer the time, the weaker the conflict, just like tea that is constantly diluted.
Complaining is the greatest sacrifice that God can get from human beings, and it is also the most sincere part of human prayer.
4. The price of wisdom is contradiction. This is a joke about life in the outlook on life.
The fish said to the water, you can't see my tears because I am in the water. Water said, I can feel your tears because you are in my heart.
12. Happiness should be accompanied by sadness, and the rain will clear up. If rain remains after rain and sorrow remains after sorrow, please let us face this parting frankly. Smile to find an impossible you!
13. Death taught everything, just like the results announced after the exam. Although it suddenly dawned, it was too late!
14. When you were born, you were crying and people around you were laughing. When you die, you are smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Life should be like a candle, burning from the top to the end, always bright. Xiaochu Nv
The value of life is measured by what people are doing now. -Xu Wei
The road is trodden by people, and the history is written by people. Every move of mankind is writing its own history. -Ji Hongchang
3. "Grassland" copied a figurative sentence, imitating the figurative and anthropomorphic sentences used in the second volume of the fifth grade Chinese as follows: figurative sentence: 1, the sheep went up the mountain for a while, and then came down, and wherever it went, it was like embroidering an endless big white green carpet.
The lines of those hills are so soft, just like Chinese painting only renders green without ink lines. Green is flowing everywhere, gently flowing into the clouds. After walking for a long time, I saw a glass-bright roundabout in the distance-the river! Suddenly, like being blown by a gust of wind, a group of horses appeared on the distant mountain. Men, women and children immediately put on all kinds of clothes, and horses galloped like rainbows.
Imitation: Little fish swam to the fish pond here and there for a while, and everywhere they swam, it was like adding a beautiful pattern to this emerald. Hello, I hope my answer can help you.
If you have any questions, please ask them in time. If you are satisfied, please adopt them.
At night, the enemy stared at the big dark reed pond from the small window of the turret, and the stars in the sky seemed to be immersed in the water and were about to fall. Only in the middle of the night, waterfowl will fly and sing in the reed pond, but during the day, they will hide tightly in their nests to avoid gunfire. Reed is still trying to climb up. The goal seems to be the sky. Imitation of Baiyangdian: In the morning, I stared at this seemingly unreal little garden from the French window of the library, and the irises in the garden seemed to be floating in the air and flapping their wings. By this morning, dew was rolling in the garden, and they were quietly scattered in the sky during the day without a trace. Bamboo is still growing straight. The spine doesn't seem to bend naturally. 2 Tung Flower Festival is selected from Xi Murong's classic works. Original: This afternoon full of white flowers always feels deja vu, and it always feels like an aggregation that can be put into any kind of time and space. It can be put into the Book of Songs, into Chu's ci, into classicism and into the pen of post-impressionism-there should be such an afternoon in any beautiful record of mankind. This early summer. Imitation: This morning full of catkins always feels deja vu, and it is a scene that can be put into any kind of time and space. It can be put into the notes of Tang poetry, Song poetry, romanticism and later country music. In any brilliant culture of mankind, there should be such an early morning and such an early spring. Woven into a soft net, covering the whole autumn world. The sky is dark, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs. The gray clouds piled up in the sky are like white powder peeling off the roof. -Zhang Ailing's Imitation of Autumn Rain: Snow, like white and smooth pieces of paper, flies into a thin yarn, covering the whole winter world. The sky is also white. Like a vague mark on a white wall. 4. The original sentence: On rainy days, there are wet streamers hanging on the roof tiles, which are gray and gentle, but the light is very dark and the backlight is very dark when facing the light, which is a low comfort for vision. As for the rain hitting the scale tiles, from far and near, there are light and heavy, and there are streams gurgling down the tile grooves and eaves, and all kinds of knocking and sliding sounds are closely intertwined. Her cold hands flicked countless black keys and gray keys on the roof, turning noon into dusk. -parody of "Listening to the Cold Rain": The house on a snowy day is shining with soft ice light, white and crystal clear, shining in sunny days and gentle in rainy days, which is an elegant enjoyment for the eyes. As for the snow that fell on the thousand needles, it was thin from top to bottom, with no trace at all. 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. When I walked into this forest, the birds called my name, and the dew exchanged eyes with me. Every tree is my bosom friend, they bring me infinite green, and every tree is looking at me. I leaned against a tree. As if I were a tree. -"Visiting friends in the mountains" parody: When I walked into this sunflower field, the dragonfly called my name and the butterfly danced with me. Every sunflower is my bosom friend, they bring me infinite brilliance, and every sunflower is looking at me. I walked quietly beside a sunflower as if I were a sunflower. 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 through 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. There is really one. " All worldly matters and distractions have left me, leaving only a landscape painting that can never be finished, which is refreshing. -Imitation of "tasting nature": tasting nature means tasting elegant and peaceful beauty. I remember once returning books to the library and walking slowly along a cobblestone path alone. I looked up and saw a charming scene: dense branches and leaves covered the sky. On the left is a unique bamboo forest, rustling in the wind. On the right is the purple iris, which is full of flowers and makes people linger back and forth. There is really a feeling of "straying into wonderland". At this moment, the noise and dust of the red dust have left me, leaving me wandering in this illusory fairyland and unable to come back for a long time. She blocked the cold with wide clothes, but lifted heavy fruits and gave them to the world.
You all love autumn. Her sky is crisp, her clouds are bright and sunny, and her fragrance is everywhere. Autumn makes farmers smile brilliantly.
I compare spring to a poor imitation: I compare spring to a little girl with a color palette. Her colorful oil paintings erase the pallor of winter and give the world green and hope; She used the brush in her hand to bring a breeze and golden sunshine to shine on the earth. You all love spring, her flowers, her grass, her rain and everything.
Spring makes people feel particularly happy. 8 original sentence: I can't get tired of watching horses running in the desert grassland; Looking at the kite flying in the blue sky and the white sails fluttering in the trough, I can't get tired of watching it; I can't get tired of watching the trains roaring over mountains and mountains on the earth ... I can't get tired of watching their heroic running, galloping style and roaring whirlwind of vitality.
Imitation: I can't get tired of seeing camels crossing the sand desert; I never get tired of watching those fights in the mountains.