1. Words to describe the morning glow
The colorful clouds are variegated and varied, the sky is full of colorful clouds, the golden clouds are scattered, the clouds are like brocade, the sky is full of colorful clouds, the clouds are gorgeous and dazzling
The morning glow is brilliant, the morning glow is golden, the morning glow is all over the sky, the morning glow is like blood, the morning glow is like brocade, the morning glow is bright, the morning glow is brilliant
The morning glow is like a golden phoenix crown, the sky is full of red clouds Floating and delicate, as beautiful as brocade
The golden glow and setting clouds are like fire, and the sky is filled with colorful clouds. The sky is filled with beautiful golden glow, strange shapes, various colors, magical and misty
The sunset is crimson, the sunset is magnificent, the sunset is fiery red, the golden glow is golden, the sunset is orange and the sky is filled with red sunset. The sunset is like fire, the sunset is like blood, the sunset is bright red
The afterglow of the sunset is colorful, colorful, colorful, colorful, colorful, colorful, brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, brilliant and beautiful
The rays of light are dazzling, the rays of rays cover the rays of the sun, the rays of the sun are bright, the rays of the sun are brilliant, the rays of the rays are as beautiful as roses, and the rays of the rays are splendid
The clouds are rolling and floating
The clouds are covered with thousands of clouds, the clouds are rising, the clouds are steaming, the clouds are steaming, and the morning clouds are bright and colorful. The rosy clouds are bright, the red rosy clouds, the crimson rosy clouds, the magnificent and fiery rosy clouds
The crimson, golden, orange-red and gorgeous sunsets are bright and bright. The mist, the rosy clouds, the shadows, the halo, the bright red, the bright, the bright, the brilliant, the blood-red, the haze, the haze, the haze.
The gorgeous, dark red, the crimson clouds, the majestic, majestic, majestic, purple, red, purple, purple clouds 2. Poems about morning glow
Yin Hong The morning glow soaked the eastern sky, and the vast land was still immersed in the dark night. Red clouds crisscrossed the sky, blooming in the gaps of the black buildings, blooming with wanton excitement, which made people's hearts surge. The last time I saw the rising sun , I can’t remember when. Maybe it’s because I like sunset more. Sunset seems to be more profound and nostalgic, while morning glow always gives people a fragile and thin feeling. But in fact, if you think about it carefully, there is a visual difference between morning glow and sunset. It’s not big, maybe because the dark night after sunset makes people’s thoughts wander more, or maybe I just like Li Qingzhao’s phrase “The sunset melts gold, the dusk clouds merge, and where are the people?” So, watching the morning glow, Staring at the small piece of sky in the gap between the buildings, the silent dawn, the gentle breeze, and everything in the world, at this moment, it seems that I am the only one. In a moment, it seems that there are feelings gushing out, hundreds of feelings are mixed, and it seems that there are thousands of words, With whom? ! Speechless, silent, only the sound of my fingertips pressing the shutter, and me greedy and eager to watch every minute and every second of the changing skylight. At this moment, the strongest feeling given by light and shadow is the rotation of the earth. With the skylight The brighter the sky, the bright red clouds begin to become dazzling, and in the clearer sky, the red clouds are like gauze, gently blowing gracefully in the sky. The brighter the east, the more I can feel my acceptance of the light. Suddenly I seem to understand the morning glow and the setting sun. For different reasons that I feel, the morning glow represents directional progress and psychological acceptance, while the setting sun does symbolize the lost attachment and alienation from beautiful things. What is lost is often the more nostalgic. Proof once... 3. Sentences describing the morning glow
Sentences describing the morning glow
1. They are both gathered and scattered; both neat and messy, highlighting a unique rhythm. A force called by nature! They are alive, with their own preferences and personalities. The shapes are all different and ever-changing, which makes me dizzy, and I am completely immersed in this gorgeous scenery...
2. In an instant, thousands of golden arrow-like rays of light burst out from the clouds. Those bright red clouds that had absorbed the rays of light gradually drifted away under the gentle breeze of the morning.
3. The sky is really diverse. The sun is coming out, and the sky is almost red at this time, as if a red curtain has been drawn up in the sky. I stared at the sky intently. At this time, a bright red dot "jumped" out, and I quickly shouted: "The sun has finally come out!" In an instant, the sun poured out like a fireball and slowly rose into the blue sky. It's so round, so big, so bright. The sky and the earth turned red. The sun rose slowly, and I was bathed in golden sunlight. The morning glow brings me endless warmth and infinite happiness!
4. When the first ray of dawn shone slightly on the earth, how many young people in the darkness radiated the dazzling light of life because of its appearance.
5. The golden glow, like a magical giant hand, slowly opened the soft fog curtain, and the whole earth suddenly became bright.
6. The rays of light reflected the sky in various colors, forming a magnificent picture, like ribbons, layers of terraces, and mountains.
7. Yesterday, the red glow shone brightly in the sky, and I will never forget that touch of crimson. That gorgeous passion cannot be forgotten. The carvings of nature create a dreamy dreamland.
8. A pink dawn has appeared on the horizon, and the color has gradually deepened, from orange to light red, and the light red has gradually deepened, sometimes red, sometimes golden, sometimes half purple and half yellow, There are also colors that are hard to describe, and colors that have never been seen before. They are really colorful. The shape of the morning glow is endless, some are like an eagle spreading its wings, and some are like a red scarf flying in the air.
9. The gorgeous morning glow reflects on the vast sea, like the red silk cut by a fairy, making the sea extraordinarily gorgeous.
10. That is the morning glow, fiery red, as red as fire, burning like fire, burning half of the sky. It’s not like the setting sun, which ends with its remaining glow, it’s the clouds! The fire-like clouds illuminate this dazzling day. It is the morning glow that has opened the curtain.
11. The morning glow always has an indelible, dreamy flavor. Its ever-changing colors always fascinate me. It always disappears quickly, so I cherish it even more.
12. When people were deeply intoxicated by the wonders on the lake and couldn't figure out for a moment whether it was the water flying up into the clouds or the red clouds falling into the lake, the rising sun again cast thousands of golden lights. Shot towards the lake. At this time, the breeze on the lake suddenly picked up, and the fine waves jumped, really stirring up the lake full of broken gold. When the playful waves dived to the bottom of the lake to rest, the lake seemed to be calm again. The unreal reflection and the beautiful scenery of the sweeping villa were all captured in the lake, so a wonderful "sky in the water" appeared on the lake. 4. Sentences to describe the morning glow
1. The morning glow is brilliant and colorful, echoing the red sun that has just risen, and seems to be the most beautiful scenery in the world.
2. In an instant, thousands of clusters of golden arrow-like glow burst out from the clouds. Those bright red clouds that had absorbed the rays of light gradually drifted away under the gentle breeze of the morning.
3. They are both gathered and dispersed; both neat and messy, highlighting a unique rhythm, a kind of power summoned by nature! They are alive, with their own preferences and personalities. The shapes are all different and ever-changing, which makes me dizzy, and I am completely immersed in this gorgeous scenery...
4. The blossoming clouds, some are bright red and shiny; some are reddish and white; some are reddish and white; Half red and half white; some only have a faint layer of red on the white clouds, like pink; some only have a light red in the middle... All kinds of red are dyed on the white clouds, and they form There are so many different shapes!
5. The morning glow always has an indelible, dreamy flavor. Its ever-changing colors always fascinate me. It always disappears quickly, so I cherish it even more. 5. Poems describing the morning glow
The morning glow greets the day, and the alchemy comes to Tang Valley.
——Zhang Xie's "Miscellaneous Poems" A branch of spring snow-frozen plum blossoms, covered with fragrant mist and morning glow. ——Wei Zhuang's "Huanxi Sand" The rain has collected dust, the morning glow has broken through the darkness, and the scenery is dim and the flowering period is set.
——Yan Jidao's "Treading on the Sand" The cutting is done with all the spring work. Thousands of pistils are lightly dipped in the morning glow. ——Liu Yong's "Magnolia". The fragrant screen paints spring grass, and the fairy tree weaves the morning glow.
——Wang Bo's "Walking Friends in Lintang" The morning clouds are clear and it rains, and the moisture is cold in the evening. ——Li Jiayou's "Jiangyin Official Residence to Pei Mingfu in Midsummer" The morning glow reflects the sun and we return home together, and the dim willows shake in the wind to bid farewell to autumn.
——Li Jiayou's "Visiting the Xucheng River" The tree feathers welcome the morning sun, and the bell rings to look at the morning glow. —— Song Zhiwen's "Three Elegies for King Lu Zhong" The morning clouds are slightly falling, but the waning moon is still bright.
——Li Qiao's "Early Hair Ancient Bamboo Pavilion" Xia Liu lives in the early shade, and the wind drives back the cold. ——Song Qi's "Two Poems of Early Spring in the West Garden". 6. Words describing Huangshan Mountain
Looking at the peaks of Huangshan Mountain, Shi Daoyun, Tang Dynasty. The peaks are cold and lined with clusters of hibiscus. I think quietly that the beauty of Songyang Mountain is not as beautiful as that of Songyang Mountain.
Although it is said that there are thirty-six steep ones, there are more than a thousand differences. Alchemy stoves are left everywhere in the floating hills, and jade books are hidden layer by layer by the Yellow Emperor.
When you finally reach the top, you will follow the Luanhe and the Five Clouds Cart. Traveling to Huangshan on official business, Wu An, Song Dynasty. Suddenly the clouds and smoke disappeared, and the peaks and mountains followed the water into the blue sky.
The medicine cauldrons in the ground are boiling, and the asparagus trees in the mountains are fishy. Half of the wall is filled with crimson clouds and deep caves, while a river of cold hail and ancient spirits shines through.
There is no news after Ni Jing left, but there are still immortals and people to listen to. Inscription on a trip to Huangshan by Zhang Guanqing of the Song Dynasty. The road is clear and the stream is clear, and I have to draw a picture, and the chaotic clouds are deep in the sky.
When the fog opens, the tigers and leopards emerge, and the pine trees hide the dragons and snakes in their strange shapes. The flames are blowing out to see the fire of the sand slaves, and the Lingxu Jingshe is blocking the Lingwu.
I am here to visit Rong as a couple and ask if there is any Danqiu fruit. Traveling to Huangshan Mountain by Zhu Yan of the Song Dynasty Thirty-six peaks reach into the sky, and the jade sky of Yaotai houses gods.
If Songyang merges with Huangshan, it still lacks a spring of Lingsha. Traveling to Huangshan Mountain, Song Dynasty, Jiao Bingyan showed off the clouds and probed with a stick, the peaks high and low protected Qinglan.
The elixir becomes the rabbit soul, and the fragrance brings forth the pestle, and the shadow of the dragon and the moon are seen in the pond. The cave is warm and there are flowers in Qiqi, and the clouds are deep and speechless, and they live in Sansan.
The porridge fish knocks on the mountain and forest code, and goes to the nunnery next to the floating hill. Tangquan, Song Dynasty, Jiao Jingshan, Tingtang spiritual water nourishes spiritual pearls, Lai Dingbo generates jade pot.
How many guests have washed away the dust and fatigue, but I don’t know how to understand and wash away the heart.
Sending Minister Wen back to his former residence at Baie Peak in Huangshan. Li Bai, Tang Dynasty Huangshan is four thousand feet tall and has thirty-two lotus peaks.
The red cliff is sandwiched between stone pillars and golden hibiscus. Yixi rises to the top and looks down at the Tianmu Pine.
The place where the immortal made jade, leaving traces of its emergence. I also heard that Wen Boxue met each other alone in the past.
The five mountains are described in a beautiful way, and the mountains are climbed thousands of times. Returning to Baieling, I was thirsty and drank from the Dansha Well.
When the wind blows me, the clouds and carriages will be in order. Go to the east of Lingyang and walk among the fragrant osmanthus trees.
Returning to the stream at sixteen degrees, the blue peaks are clear and the sky is clear. We will visit each other one day and ride on a bridge to watch the rainbow.
Shibed Peak Wang Zhen of the Yuan Dynasty often made appointments with eminent monks to visit the top. The old trees at the top of the peak hang in the setting sun. Where did the immortal come back late? The wind-fallen pines and flowers covered the stone bed.
Inscribed on Huangshan Mountain in the Ming Dynasty, Fang Mian’s stick Li De was able to see through the clouds. There were deep bamboos in the middle and orchids below. Hundreds of flying springs ring with jade pendants, and Qianxun stone pillars frame Qiongluan.
The shadows of the trees across the forest attract bluebirds, and the sound of the flute from the cave sends out colorful luan. He has a high status and is rarely seen by people, so he can enjoy the scenery and play the piano.
Traveling to Huangshan Mountain with friends, Tang Binyin, Ming Dynasty. I walked through the mountains in the rain and never admired them. There were no temples and no monks on my shoulders. A wide white wave surrounds the body of a thousand leaves, and a vine reaches steeply into the blue sky.
The dragon roars in the medicine furnace to pound the pestle, and the ape mixes the tea cauldron to boil the solitary lamp. I stretched out my feet to measure the peak moraine with you, walking on the clouds and light without remembering the layers.
Cuiweifeng Song Dynasty Anonymous There is no way to know the universe in the cave. Every now and then I hear the whistling crane returning with the clouds. Several times, I stood up in the wind at the entrance of the cave, hoping to carry the flying immortals into the Cuiwei.
Huangshan Song Qing Tang Fu The old man is seventy-seven this year, and his home is on the east side of Huangshan Mountain. The mountain is more than a hundred miles away from my home, and I often work hard in my dreams without meeting my face.
This year, I have the courage to help you go forward, and you will be vigilant in times of danger. Step by step, I climbed up and down, and the rocks scraped my ears and rubbed my nose.
Born to be old and indefatigable, I can see the loose stone climbing to the top. There is no point in falling down cliffs and ravines, even if you die on the mountain, you will gain the meaning.
A Journey to the Huangshan Mountains, Qing Dynasty by Shi Hongren. Sitting on the layer of ragged moss clothes, I dreamed of thirty-six hibiscus. The ink that pours down is so deep that it is worth holding the gift, and it is difficult to name a certain peak in a trance.
Wenshu Monastery, the top of Huangshan Mountain, Wei Yuan, Qing Dynasty. The peaks, rocks, and pines are even more amazing, and the clouds and water are flying over the mountains. Huashan suddenly stood towards the south of the Yangtze River, and ten thousand flowers bloomed ten feet around.
Miscellaneous Poems on Huangshan Mountains by Sun Tiao, Qing Dynasty The depictions of famous mountains are always fragmented, and the myriad features and appearances are only known at the beginning. It's hard to see at a high level, but you'll end up being thin. There are many dangers and unexpected things, which makes it a miracle.
The clouds are constantly changing, and the pine branches are always strange. If it is a verdant place in a thatched hermitage, why should we give up on peace if we really cultivate?
Huang Hai Zaixing, Qing Dynasty, Yu Hong. How could you not care about the changing clouds? Just watch the clouds fly and pour your own wine. The double walls are like gates and clouds are barriers, and the peaks rise from the ground and become forests of bamboo shoots.
There are red claws left on the snowy stones, and plain harps on the terraces and hills. It's rare for Zhongzi to meet someone who recognizes me. I admire my close friends in the mountains and rivers.
Message to Furong Peak Liuliu, my lovesickness is among the white clouds.
Remarks on Mount Huangshan (Part 3) Ming Dynasty Huang Daozhou is also the peak of my family, and it is a sacred thing. The top bun is in the heart, and the index is bent one by one. Baizhangtan, Ming Dynasty, Fang Dazhi, the east wind collects the evening rain, and the mountains are misty and sunny.
The Milky Way falls in the sky, and Bai Lian flies by the pond. There are no singing birds in the deep forest, and there are few firewood collectors in the dangerous hills.
Having taken the warning, the head of the post shakes up his clothes. Cinnabar Temple, Ming Dynasty, Jiang Tianyi, there are thousands of winding stones, but no one has ever dug through them.
It is originally beyond form and has no false karma. There is a slight rain in the green pine trees, and the mist opens up to the sky outside.
Rao Jingjie, what is the matter, asked Qi Chan. The ancient temple is still golden and green, and the universe is waiting for the ashes.
The opportunity to rest lies in enlightenment, and there is no matchmaker on the other side. The Brahma apes often come down, and the sutra-carrying birds come naturally.
When he returned to his first year of service, he settled in a hut and went to Dantai. Traveling to Huangshan and staying in the Lion Forest. Qing Dynasty Cui Guo visited this place thirty years ago, and the thatched couch in the Zen room was temporarily flooded.
The wet clouds invade Xiu, clear and suspicious rain, and the deep valley hides the wind. Summer is already autumn. Cherishing the past has become a trace of the past, and wearing wax clogs again brings new eyes.
The mountain spirit should recognize me when he sees me. Doesn’t the green and thin description look like the old one? The Hundred-step Cloud Ladder, Ming Dynasty, Tang Shijing. There is a line of sky that is too high to rise, but there is a ladder deep in the clouds. The ape is so frightened that it is difficult to climb up the mountain tree, and the bird is so frightened that it flies away from the wild vines.
Travelers are always walking up and down with their cloaks, and mountain monks are shaking in their clogs. The lower steps are fortunately protected by Qisong, and they can independently cover the uppermost level.
Mingxianquan Qing The sound can be hung on the stone. The zither is drunk and cold. Who plays it at three o'clock at five o'clock? The voiceless voice sheds tears of lovesickness, but the moon shines and the wind blows without drying up. Entering Medicine Valley in the late Qing Dynasty by Wu Wenqing Qingluan Peak was too late to step down. I was tired from visiting the secluded place.
Crossing the Banqiao in the ravine, I was astonished and looked at the hut across the forest with hesitation. The old path of Taoyuan is surrounded by Jin, and the solitary tower of Medicine Valley can be seen by the stone.
Only the remnant monk is relatively late, and few people know the clear roar of the cold pond. Geng Yunfeng, Qing Dynasty Wang Shuqi, who drives the yellow calves to chase the clouds, and the hibiscus is about to be planted.
The spring breeze of cuckoo cannot blow, so the mountain music is called to urge the plowing. The rain does not stop on the wall, Qing Qian Qianyi, relying on the tip of the shoe and the head of the stick, the rotten bones are always floating and decaying.
God will unleash all the wind and rain, and he will not stop until the sky reaches the sky! Be careful with the slope. Qing Yu Hongyu's back is rugged and helpless. Be careful and walk slowly up the high slope. Yu'er mountain road leisure insurance, world road insurance more information.
Wenshu Monastery, Qing Dynasty, Huang Qiming. There are solitary thatches in the chaotic clouds, and the clouds are used as food for fasting and the stones are used as nests. The old man had no time to spare, so he sounded the chime several times and dropped the pine branches.
Climbing to the Bright Summit Qing Hu and Gao didn’t need to hold on to the vines, as the summit was extremely bright and full of colors. The clouds pass over the Kuanglu and fly over the purple cover, and the lantern drags the heavenly eye to sweep across Qing'e.
Suddenly the two seas split into an isolated island, with thousands of tiny peaks scattered randomly. There is a vast path to immortality in the lower world. Where in the universe is my nest? Yuping Peak, Qing Dynasty, Wang Shihong's jade screen stands in the sky, and the bird's way passes through the pine gate.
Wherever I went yesterday, there were no shoes on the peaks. Yun Sheng is willing to be here, how can you respect me if you come out of the mountains?
As far as the eye can see, there is no end, just a trace of blue in the sky. Qianhai View Lotus Peak Qing Shitao The sea breeze blows white water, and green lotuses surge from hundreds of miles away.
Standing on a wall without knowing the top, Cui Wei’s power reaches the sky. The cloud peaks fall to the ground, and the islands are connected by broad trees.
After sitting for a long time and forgetting to go back, the purple smoke is on my pink clothes. Yunwai Peak, Qing Dynasty, Cheng Zhibo is misty and strange, standing in the blue sky, and the clouds are beyond the clouds and returning to the clouds.
After the rhododendrons bloom towards the spring light, thousands of trees are burning red all over the peak. Crucian Carp Back, Qing Dynasty Xu Quanzhi had no intention of swallowing the boat and returning to the North Sea, so why did he want to borrow the water to jump to Kunming.