Lonely and lonely, looking forward to ornament in groups.
The beauty lies in your shyness and gracefulness.
Lang Zhao's fangs are staggered and mottled, and the blue fog is swaying.
Lush, far and near.
There is Tingting vaguely.
A good word from Zhu Ziqing. Lotus pond moonlight
1, I love to be lively and calm; Love to live in groups and love to be alone. For example, tonight, under the boundless moon, if a person wants everything and can't think of anything, he feels that he is a free person.
2. On the winding lotus pond, the leaves in the field are waiting. The leaves stick out of the water high, like elegant dancers' skirts.
3. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath.
The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear ripples.
5. Under the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; But leaves are more exposed to the wind.
6. Thin blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk;
7. Like a dream with a veil. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine;
8. But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap has a special taste.
9. The lotus pond is surrounded by far and near. Trees are high and low, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond.
Excerpts from Moonlight on the Lotus Pond
Zhu Ziqing's good words. Lotus pond moonlight
Lonely and lonely, looking forward to ornament in groups.
The beauty lies in your shyness and gracefulness.
Lang Zhao's fangs are staggered and mottled, and the blue fog is swaying.
Lush, far and near.
There is Tingting vaguely.
A good word from Zhu Ziqing. Lotus pond moonlight
1, I love to be lively and calm; Love to live in groups and love to be alone. For example, tonight, under the boundless moon, if a person wants everything and can't think of anything, he feels that he is a free person.
2. On the winding lotus pond, the leaves in the field are waiting. The leaves stick out of the water high, like elegant dancers' skirts.
3. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath.
The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear ripples.
5. Under the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; But leaves are more exposed to the wind.
6. Thin blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk;
7. Like a dream with a veil. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine;
8. But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap has a special taste.
9. The lotus pond is far and near on all sides, high and low are trees, and willow trees are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond;
Good words and sentences in Zhu Ziqing's prose
Good word: Sasha Vujacic hesitated, decadent in his later years.
It never rains but it pours.
Messy, sad, stumbling, just right.
Crystal clear, decadent, hesitant, trivial
Pure, soft, quiet and exquisite
Cover up the traces of charming nostalgia
Coming and going, running around, sad.
Ecstatic, moody, beaming.
Meticulous, single-minded and cheerful.
Vivid, dignified and aboveboard.
Inspiring, full of energy, full of vitality.
Return Zhao perfectly and sincerely.
Full of praise, triumphant, timely help.
Pull back from the brink and apply what you have learned.
Clear rewards and punishments, pleasing to the eye, sweet words.
Shameless, eternal, godsend.
Feel relaxed and happy, got the message, and satisfied.
get along with one another swimmingly (like fish in water)
Good sentences:
1. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, with some efforts and some hope.
I couldn't help crying when I saw my father in Xuzhou and the messy things in the yard and thought of my grandmother. Father said, "Don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "20. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some are shy to play with flowers; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
3. At this point, we have crossed the Lishe Bridge and seen the East Junction.
4, but the light can't take away the moonlight over there; The light is turbid, the moonlight is clear, and there is a clear glow in the chaotic light, but it is a miracle! The moon has dropped by two or three minutes that night.
5. Thin blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
6. The swallow has gone, and there is still time to come back; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; Peach blossoms have withered, but they will bloom again. But, smart you tell me, why are our days gone forever?
7, peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you won't let me, I won't let you, all full of flowers to catch up. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like stars, still blinking.
8. "Blowing your face without cold wind" is good, like a mother's hand stroking you. There is a smell of newly dug soil in the wind, mixed with the smell of grass and various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Call friends to show off her crisp voice and sing tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water. The shepherd boy's piccolo on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
9. Wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, he hobbled to the railway and leaned down slowly. It's not difficult.
10, the future days are like smoke, blown away by the breeze, like fog, evaporated by Chuyang; What traces did I leave?
1 1, the lotus pond is far and near in all directions, and the trees are high and low, with the most willows. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs! I have nothing. I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem.
12, the characters under the electric light only feel like ants, let alone miss them. This is the last dream; Unfortunately, it is the shortest dream! Darkness came before us again and again, and we saw the dim and swaying lights on the empty boat on the shore. Our dream woke up and we knew we were going ashore; Our hearts are full of disillusionment.
13, black outline under white clouds; This is an irregular curve drawn randomly.
14 The author made a highly summary of the passage of more than 8,000 days, and let time be abstractly washed away in the form of "smoke" and "fog", the same metaphor and novel association. The faint smoke and fog are "blown away" and "evaporated" in an instant, and the days are so fleeting.
15, at first glance, sparse Woods, faint moon, lined with blue sky, quite like a wild river crossing the scene; There, dense and gloomy, seems to be endless darkness: almost unbelievable, it is the bustling Qinhuai River. However, the dim lights in the river, the vertical and horizontal painting boats, the melodious flute rhyme and the squeak of the huqin finally let us know the Qinhuai River, which is as green as old wine.
16, the swallow has gone, and there will be time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
17, his calmness, his silence, his arbitrariness, and his refusal to look back are all manifestations of strength, and they are all manifestations of the strength of the strong. Never be a mother-in-law, never stick together, hit the nail on the head and make a clean break. That's why white people are white people. I am really a contradictory person. Anyway, the most important thing for us is to look at ourselves and the children! He is also God's beloved son; This, like the princes of past dynasties, has no seeds!
18, there are three or two poplars on the shore, and there are faint shadows swaying in the water.
19, along the lotus pond, is a winding small cinder road. This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and it is lonely at night. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees and lush. On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary. It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak.
20. Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow.
2 1, I was restless for a few days. Sitting in the yard enjoying the cool tonight, I suddenly remembered the lotus pond I walked through every day. It should look different under the light of this full moon. The moon rises gradually, and the children's laughter on the road outside the wall can no longer be heard; My wife is patting and skipping in the room, humming a sleeping song in a daze. I slipped on a big shirt and ran out the door.
22, in the distance-almost the skyline, only one or two white clouds are bright, like beautiful shells.
23. The water of Qinhuai River is blue and turbid; Does it look thick but not greasy, or is it condensed from the gold powder of the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the ship, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so quiet and euphemistic that we wanted to have a vast sky while looking forward to drunkenness.
24. Turn from the east intersection to the bay, and you will soon reach the Dazhong Bridge.
25. Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green enough to stare at your eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.
26. That winter, my grandmother died and my father's errand was handed in. It never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father.
27. This scene is quite different from the smell in the river.
28. I imagine that a house built on such a huge bridge at the height of Qinhuai River must be magnificent; It must be brightly lit at night.
29. Between the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some are blooming gracefully, and some are patting the flowers shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
30. Moonlight, like running water, pours quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
3 1. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there.
32, she didn't put on makeup until very late, and she went to Liuzhi.
33. I couldn't help crying when I saw my father in Xuzhou and the messy things in the yard and thought of my grandmother. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "
34. When washing your hands, the days come from the basin; When eating, the days come from the rice bowl; When I am silent, I come from my eyes.
35. I was the only one on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back. This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I love excitement and peace; Like to live in groups, like to be alone. Just like tonight, under this boundless moon, a person thinks about everything and thinks nothing, and feels like a free person. What must be done and said during the day can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone; I just appreciate the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance.
36. The Dazhong Bridge has three arches, all wide, just like three gates; Let us feel that our boat and when we pass under the bridge are really colorless.
37. The sky is blue and lovely, like a pool of water; The moon is even more energetic.
38. As we know, those songs are just some traditional words, which are made mechanically by raw voices; However, they have been blown by the breeze and waves on a summer night. When they reach our ears gracefully, not only their songs, but also the whispers of the breeze and the river.
39. There were intermittent songs along the road: some floated from the prostitute building along the river, and some came from the boat on the river.
40. When the light is on, the darkness becomes heavy: the hazy water surface is like a dream; The occasional flashing light is the eyes of a dream.
4 1, there are several unknown old trees standing naked on the shore; Shining in the moonlight.
42, the bridge brick is dark brown, indicating that it has a long history; But they are all intact, which makes people worry too much about the firmness and beauty of ancient projects.
43. We sat in front of the cabin, because the ceiling swelled, as if we had been walking forward with our heads held high; So those of us who boarded the cloud nine looked at the ships moored in the comfortable bay, and the lantern-like figure on the ship was like the lower bound, far away and hazy like watching flowers in the fog.
44. Their soft branches are bathed in the moonlight, just like the arms of a beautiful woman, intertwined and holding each other; Like the hair of the moon.
45. On the winding lotus pond, I am looking forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the sky. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
46. I have always felt that children should belong to the whole world, not a country, a town or a family. Therefore, I can't tolerate children in China calling westerners "foreign devils". But this teenage white boy has been classified into two stereotypes: race and country. He has learned to use the advantages of race and the strength of the country to attack me. This attack is actually a small shadow of many attacks, and his face is printed with a diplomatic history of China. He came to Shanghai for a few days, or for a long time, and his father, parents, husband, father, even the same country, the same species trampled on the pride of the people of China; And his reading materials added fuel to the fire, making China useless, so as to gain his prestige.
47. There are houses with wooden walls on both sides of the bridge. There should be a street in the middle, right? These houses are dilapidated, and the traces of smoke and dust have blurred the beauty of that year.
48, but the lamp and the moon can coexist and blend, making the moon a lingering month, and the lamp emits a faint glow; This is the reason why the Qinhuai River is thick, and it is also the reason why we are thick.
49, and the moon occasionally peeks at us from their intersection, which is a little girl's shyness.
Good words and sentences about moonlight in the pond
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the sky. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is the running water of the veins, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs! I have nothing. I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem.