I woke up again at night, alas. I picked up a cup of hot water and the steam echoed in front of my eyes. Gradually overflow, slowly, I came here, I sat by the window, enjoying this song alone.
The night is quiet, bid farewell to the noise of the day, and I sit here. I don't know why, maybe it's an idea I have long had, but I just can't express it ... The moonlight shines in and on my face. Yes, it is so bright and perfect, but is there something missing? Yes, it's chilly. It's too cold here. You've always been alone. Now I can only laugh at myself. This smile is expressionless, because no one will come back to see it again. Do you know why I am humorous? Sometimes I can be silly and cute, but that's just what you see. This is intentional. In fact, maybe this silly me will be gone one day, because I really want you to pay attention to me, so it's really warm and happy to look at you. No ... maybe ... you're just one person. So don't leave me alone. I will be sad.
Lost in the jungle, I looked at the misty distance, nothing, trying to find myself. However, even I can't find it, so you want to try, hehe ... maybe I have already melted into the moonlight of this altar and become a reflection, and the shadow is in my heart. It's nothing. Call from the abyss, find me, take me back, take me to the place that often appears in dreams, the place I yearn for, and live alone. Perhaps, loneliness is the only friend who remembers clearly. Let this song be sung next time and turn the world upside down again. Then, I will come back. ..................................................................................................................................................
I stepped up the silver-gray ladder step by step. Black and white TV is playing those beautiful past events, but why did it lose its color? Has it disappeared, or does it no longer exist? ...
20XX February 24th, 12, this is a Thursday, students are busy decorating the classroom to welcome Christmas Eve. The teacher came into the classroom and said, "Students, sit down quickly. I have an announcement to make. " The students all looked at the teacher in surprise. I wonder what the teacher is going to say. The classroom is quiet. The teacher said, "Students, tonight, I will take you to see the lanterns." As soon as the teacher finished speaking, applause and cheers rang out in the classroom.
Everyone was ready soon, lined up downstairs, came to the school gate and saw many parents. Everyone is very excited, talking and laughing.
We arrived at Chang 'an Avenue, which was called "Beauty"! Colorful lanterns are hung on the trees on both sides, which look like "fire tree and silver flower" and "meteor shower" from a distance. How beautiful!
Go east along Chang 'an Avenue, pass Beijing Railway Station and Jianguomen Bridge. There are many beautiful Christmas trees at the entrance of Beijing Railway Station. They are taller than me, with all kinds of small pendants hanging on them. There is a big five-pointed star with gold outside and red inside, and the English letter "Merry Christmas" shines brightly, which is very beautiful. There are colored cards hanging on the Christmas tree, just like dancing butterflies. Some people hang greeting cards on the trees, and their smiling faces make this Christmas Eve more beautiful.
Jianguomen Bridge has also been dressed up as a colorful world. The trees are covered with beautiful colored lights, red, green, yellow and colorful ... just like naughty little stars blinking, they decorate this Christmas Eve more beautifully.
Accompanied by colorful lights, we went back to school. It was a happy, happy and safe night!
Composition evaluation: It is often said that the Lantern Festival is very interesting, but the little author of this article wrote about the Lantern Festival on Christmas Eve and the beautiful atmosphere of the festival. Through the introduction of the author, readers can know what Chang 'an Avenue looks like on Christmas Eve.
On the first night, there was a dead silence around composition 3. I was lost in thought with a test paper in my hand. I got up from the bed and opened the curtains. A few bright lights in the yard made the yard look like day. A cold night wind blew, and I couldn't help shivering and shrinking my neck.
Sometimes a few clear birdsongs turn into noise in my heart. A few sparse leaves on the old locust tree tried to stick to their posts, but after all, they could not compete with the cold wind and fell sadly. The old pagoda tree fluttered in the cold wind and looked at the fallen leaves. I can't help but sigh: a person's life is like this fallen leaf. When they get old, they have to sleep and go back to their roots. Who fights death?
The leaves fell to the ground, and they slept peacefully with their partners. The wind took away their lives, gave them freedom and put a pair of wings on them. Is this the tenderness of the wind?
A few drops of rain suddenly fell outside, spilled on the ground and splashed on the hut. They are cruel and cruel, flogging these little leaves. The leaves lost their lives and were buried in the soil, sending nutrients to the old and frail father, the old pagoda tree. They paid the price of their lives for filial piety. What about that guy?
My wings were broken, and I became an angel with broken wings. I'm trying, I'm struggling, I'm looking for my wings, and I want to cheer up. Yesterday has passed, and tomorrow is unknown. The only thing we can do is to seize today. We should be like green leaves, "confident that life will last for two hundred years, and water will cover three thousand miles."
Even if the wings are broken, the heart will fly.
Little by little, the sun was eroded by darkness and gradually occupied the whole world. The bleak night and the cold wind left me with a touch of sadness.
Walking alone in the path between flowers, the fallen leaves have disappeared, probably "turning into spring mud to protect flowers"! On the dead branches, green buds germinate, and the green buds gently put away their young leaves and fell asleep. Hmm? What is that? I approached curiously, a! It turned out to be a flower in bud! Approaching her gently, a faint fragrance surrounds me like fog, a little fragrant, though not fragrant, but elegant. The pink petals gently closed my heart, the angelic smile was still on my lips, and the shy bloom haunted the hope in my heart. Unexpectedly, ordinary flowers are so charming and wonderful!
Walking quietly, I don't know when the fallen leaves have spread all over the floor. Brown leaves are falling, and the gaunt look is so pitiful! Poor leaves, shining with the vitality of a summer, interpret the color of the whole autumn and indicate the ruthlessness of winter. Ye Er has fallen behind and started to look for a way out.
New things are constantly replacing old things. Old leaves also hope that the spring breeze can wake them up and add luster to this spring. However, this is impossible. Aging represents death, gradually blends with mud, sleeps forever, and retains mysteries that can never be guessed.
The sky is still the same, I don't know when there are more stars. Maybe there is a star collision in the universe! The stars radiate their own light, as if to break through the black curtain and escape.
But they don't know that without the embrace of the sky, they will lose their luster.
Moonlight touched my thoughts, stories poured in like spring water, and the lost starry night blocked my sadness …
Time flies and the gap is fleeting. Inadvertently, time is like fine sand flowing through your fingers and disappearing quietly. After people's busy work every day, the streets are hung with red lanterns to reflect prosperity, and the new year is coming.
At dawn, the sun just exposed from the horizon is just a lux sphere, which slightly stains the nearby clouds with some intoxicating colors, making people unable to move their eyes. Children's cheerful laughter came from the window. Perhaps because of the Spring Festival, everyone has the happiest smile on his face and everyone is wearing bright and beautiful clothes. A year's hard work paid off on this day.
The afternoon sky is as white as a reflection, which makes people's eyes ache. Grandma stepped on the vegetable basket and went out to buy food. At home, baskets are full of all kinds of dishes. Grandma arranged work for each of us, and my mother and I were assigned the task of making money.
Everyone in the family began to get busy. In the mother's dexterous hand, the plain dumpling skin turned into a full and lovely jiaozi, which made people want to take a bite. After a while, jiaozi's purse was ready, and it was time to eat jiaozi. Jiaozi is full of boiling water, and the water is full of sparkling bubbles, which makes people feel a lively New Year atmosphere.
Finally, it's time for dinner. The cooked jiaozi was brought out of the kitchen by grandma. The smell of jiaozi is mixed with the warm air at home, so I can't help but check the slacker in my stomach. Bite down, the skin is thin and the stuffing is thick, and the moment you swallow it, you can't stop. Under the friendly teasing of adults, I ate jiaozi after.
After dinner is another bright spot, fireworks. My sister and I took out the fireworks we bought in advance and lit them carefully. Mars at the end of the wire blooms in the cold air at night. The fireworks lit. Against the backdrop of the night, the fireworks bloomed with amazing brilliance. The blazing temperature flashed across our faces, and the beauty was breathtaking.
Lying in bed, unconsciously, drowsiness gradually hit my heart. Looking back on everything today, I feel a smile on my lips. Goodbye, 20xx.
On a cloudless summer night in Wan Li, the moon has not yet risen and there are many stars.
I moved the bamboo bed under a mulberry tree in the yard to enjoy the cool, and the evening breeze blew gently, bringing rice and flowers. I enjoy this beautiful thing freely and look up at the starry sky studded with pearls.
The stars are shining, one point, two points … just like the eyes of a naughty and naive child. The Milky Way runs through the sky like a white chain. The older generation said that cowherd and weaver girl who live on both sides of the Milky Way can only meet in the annual "Chinese Valentine's Day". It is said that on that day, all the magpies on the ground were shown to the sky, and a "magpie bridge" was built for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. This year, they must have met on the' Magpie Bridge'. Suddenly something flashed by. "What's that?" I said to myself. "It turned out to be a meteor!" I thought silently. It is like fireworks, like lightning, and it disappears in an instant. who is it? Where did it come from? Where are you going? Oh, maybe it's a "messenger" in the sky, sending messages to the stars.
After a while, the moon, like a shy girl, shyly leaned out half of her face from the east and peeped at the world secretly. She must have seen me, too. She was smiling at me! Slowly, she finally emerged from behind the mountain, so pure and beautiful. The bright moonlight poured down, and the earth suddenly became a silvery white world. At that time, all the stars hid shyly, only a few bold stars stood bravely in the sky. I don't know if they can compare with the moon in order to give them to the moon companion.
I looked at the moon in the sky and remembered the story told by my grandmother. I know, now that humans have landed on the moon, they know that the shadow like osmanthus tree is a crater. Without any atmosphere, there would be no Chang 'e and Jade Rabbit. The story of the moon that has been circulating for thousands of years has a new chapter, but on such a summer night and under such a starry sky, I prefer the moon that grandma said.
Holding colorful sunsets and sunsets, the sunset slowly sets under the curtain of dusk, and then the dark blue summer night comes. The moon in the first season, like a charming girl, quietly appeared from the cloud curtain, and its light posture exuded bright light. This gentle moonlight awakens the peace and mystery between heaven and earth, the peace and tranquility of all things in the world, and my reverie and yearning for summer nights.
When all is silent, in the clear night sky, only those bright stars are still flashing happily, watching the vitality of everything gently like a mother. Venus in the west shines in the deep night sky, so far away. Its generous silver light is better than the beacon of navigation and the eternal fire flower in the dark, and it guides the direction of Li Mingming with loneliness and perseverance. At the end of the night, it will open the door of light and hope to the world.
Looking up at the beautiful night sky, listening to cicadas, feeling the fresh and cool Xia Feng-intoxicated in the gorgeous summer night, I can't help but imagine: Look, the goddess of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon is waving her sleeves on the jade wall of Qionglou, the white rabbit is meekly waving to me, and the stars in the night sky are laughing with me. At this moment, these fantasies remind me of my dusty childhood.
Looking back on the innocent past and looking at the present, I can't help but feel ashamed: does the gain and loss of achievements and fame bother me, and does it make me abandon my innocent dream? Unconsciously, the night at this time is close to Li Mingming; Looking at the bright morning star in the distance, I suddenly got the answer. From now on, from this quiet summer night, I will once again pick up my beautiful dream and March towards the morning star that guides Li Mingming.
Stay away from the inner noise and indulge in the starry summer night.
In fact, I don't like these gorgeous words, but I have formed a habit and can't help it.
On the first night, the stars were moving, and the bright moon was in the sky, like a wisp of incense wrapped around my soul. I am infatuated and dreamy. ...
I remember that time, I was sitting alone in a quiet small courtyard with fragrant milk tea, looking up at the stars and listening to insects. I am fascinated by the beauty of nature. ...
The blue night is dotted with twinkling stars, like a crystal pearl chain, one after another, and I keep blinking. The whole of me seems to have merged into this vast and bright galaxy ... Looking at it, the banana-like string moon reminds me of endless thoughts, only to see her veil lifted, revealing her shy cheeks and sprinkling Yin Hui on the silent earth.
Immersed in the scene, I seem to float quietly on the crescent moon, talking and laughing with the girl on the moon, being a lesbian and nosy. Look, Miss Yue listened with relish and laughed from time to time. The bright and sweet smile attracted the stars to listen carefully. So happy!
Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match Cricket Match, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket, Cricket. Listen carefully, this insect sound has a different taste!
Cricket players stand in the center of the "stage" with their heads held high, gently singing the flowing sounds of nature, as if a crystal clear stream were singing music happily. How beautiful! Beetles are like a huge orchestra, proudly singing generous and heroic music. That music is like waves, like surging waves. Suddenly, the music came to an abrupt end and the cheers of the audience became louder and louder. Ah! This is a grand lawn concert. This is not, I also applaud and praise!
A wisp of fragrance wrapped around me, rich and intoxicating. Wow, suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the blooming Chinese rose. I saw the delicate rose fall asleep sweetly. Pink petals are her charming smiling face. How soundly and peacefully she slept. ...
Bright starry sky, wonderful insects, faint flowers … With the dreams and fragrance of the night, I slept peacefully, slept, slept …
Today, Yu failed the math exam again. Yu didn't know how to explain to his parents when he got home, so he walked casually in the street.
I don't know if God sympathizes with him. It rained very little, so I thought that I would face the blame of my parents sooner or later, so I resolutely walked home.
When I got home, I pushed open the door, and a fragrance came to my face. It turned out that my mother was preparing dinner for Yu. When I saw her mother, she let out a cry and walked to the room.
When it was time to eat, Yu's mother asked him to eat, but he just said he didn't want to eat. At this moment, jade's mother came in with this bowl of noodles and asked him what was wrong and whether he was ill. I didn't say anything. I took the noodles and began to eat.
Yu took two bites and said to his mother, "Mom, this side is so spicy!" " "At this moment, Yu's eyes filled with tears.
Eat slowly if it is spicy. Jade, what's wrong with you today? Tell your mother anything! Yu's mother said.
Mom, I ... I ... I failed the math exam again! Yu said.
It's okay. I failed the exam this time. It's okay, work hard next time! Don't get excited for no reason! Mom believes you! Yu's mother said.
Hmm! I should be a sound softly. Yu's mother turned and went out.
In the evening, I stood alone on the balcony with the wind blowing on my face. It rained lightly in the sky, but I still stood on the balcony and found no light rain. When Yu's clothes were all wet, I found out.
At this time, there seems to be a drop of water falling with the rain in the corner of Yu's eye. I don't know whether it is rain or tears. ...
The next day, Yu went to school in the morning as before, only a little more silent and firm, and a little less proud and confident. ...
The composition of the first night 10 night, deep, like a clear spring, pure and quiet. Listening to the falling rain outside the window, my mood is like an open window, suddenly enlightened. I got up and walked to the window, looking at the thin rain line outside the window, and my mouth couldn't help but show a silly smile. I don't know if it came to me suddenly or for no reason. I just looked at the rain outside the window and gave a silly smile.
Inadvertently, my hand reached out of the window, and the rain hit my palm, making flowers bloom in my palm. Looking up at the moon in the sky, it looks brighter in the drizzle. The sound of rain is crisp and pleasant, splashing on the ground, which reminds me of infinite reverie. The whole air seems to have been purified by rain. Looking into the distance, the gas formed by rain will hold everything in your arms and be lush everywhere.
I like walking on rainy nights, because I think only in this way can I put aside my worries and worries, avoid being entangled in trivial matters between friends, not stumble over my studies, not worry about my grades after exams, and not be upset by my parents' nagging. At that moment, I can enjoy the happiness brought by the rain.
I like listening to the rain, because I think it is a kind of beauty enjoyment, a kind of spiritual relaxation, and the crisp rain seems to bring my thoughts to another colorful world! Let me fly freely in the blue sky and white clouds and sing heartily.
I like watching the rain outside the window because she is beautiful, gentle and elegant. Together with them, there is another painting drawn by nature in good faith and dedicated to mankind. She doesn't have any pollution. This is natural. This is a masterpiece of nature.
It is still raining outside the window. I'm still listening to the sound and watching the rain. Until they disappear from my sight.
Every year has its last day. On this day, people all over the country are celebrating the arrival of the New Year, eating delicious New Year's Eve dinner, and the whole family get together to watch the Spring Festival Gala. At zero, people will take out firecrackers and fireworks. It is said that in ancient times, it was to scare away a monster named "Xi", so this night was called "New Year's Eve".
Today is New Year's Eve, and our family is also gathering together, eating delicious New Year's Eve dinner, watching the wonderful Spring Festival Gala, waiting for the first day of 20xx, and it will be zero in ten minutes. At this time, there was a burst of fireworks outside, and I quickly opened the curtains. "wow! How beautiful! " I couldn't help shouting, and I saw colorful fireworks flying in the sky. After a while, there were more and more fireworks in the sky and firecrackers sounded on the ground. Twelve o'clock arrived, firecrackers sounded in all directions, and all directions were illuminated by the explosion of fireworks. Fireworks are meteor-shaped, flower-shaped, chrysanthemum-shaped and red.
Fireworks are not only in different shapes, but also in various colors, such as red, green, yellow, white and purple, which make us dazzled and at a loss. Fireworks make the sky particularly bright, and my heart is full of joy. I think: so many colorful fireworks and deafening sounds must have pinned the joy of the Chinese New Year on the people of the whole country. How many materials do you need for so many kinds of fireworks? This shows that science and technology are developed and people's living standards have been greatly improved!
With the explosion of fireworks, our family happily welcomed the arrival of the New Year! What a happy day!
The first night, 12 night, like a girl, covered with a mysterious veil, brought countless reverie; How many wonderful memories are given at night; Night gives people a lot of feelings.
-Preface
a dirty night
There is a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the soft moonlight is reflected on the lake, only reflecting a faint hazy outline-strange! The moon is bright today! At first glance, a few drops of water fell gently on the water surface, rippling out a small splash-rain, wetting the bright moon.
On the road, a few drops of water are more crystal clear under the orange light, and the water drops form a faint fog, which makes the building mysterious under the orange light. Passers-by pass under the lamp with umbrellas, like the light of beans, making the shadow change from long to short and from short to long. The water drops on the top of the umbrella slipped naughtily and fell to the ground, instantly destroying the shadow. In this way, the strange shadow changed from long to short, and then from short to long. It was the rain that wet the shadow.
tranquil night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? There are also children who read this poem as a child and miss home at night; I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. The feeling of missing friends given by the dark night. At this time, the quiet night is not interesting.
Night, quiet. After listening carefully, someone snored softly-the starry sky is so beautiful. Although there are only a few stars hanging in the sky alone, there is a quiet beauty against the soft moonlight. There are countless myths and legends hidden in the dark blue ink.
At night, you came quietly-there were several barks in the distance, and after a while, they disappeared into this endless silence. At this time, a player sang a song from a distant tree: cicada. At this time, many children are no longer interested in watching the beautiful starry sky. With the singer's singing, they fell asleep and learned to know cicadas. This beautiful melody hovers in the quiet night, making the night more quiet.
Quiet nights give people beauty and reverie.
This is a night, the best night.
On the first night, 13 night was lonely and mysterious, but it was the most comfortable.
Sitting in the yard, looking up at the sky, little by little, the moon bent down to hold up a sky. Listen carefully to the insects around you. This is the most beautiful song in the world. Born in such a poetic night sky, your heart will be tired of the busyness during the day and yearn for the tranquility at night, even if you just sit quietly and think. ...
I like night, because it calms me down after a day's troubles! The pace of life in the new semester makes it difficult for me to adapt. Even if I drag my tired body home every day, as long as I think of the peace after dark, I will have the motivation to finish my homework that day. Even I can't tell why the night can give me so much strength that I forget the trouble of studying. Perhaps this is its mystery!
I love the night, because it is the place where my mind rests! When I was a child, I didn't like to get along with others, even a little autistic, so few friends played with me, which also made me hate going to school. One night, my father said to me, "Count the stars in the sky." "One, two, three ..." "You can see very little now, but there are countless stars in the sky. It's just that they didn't want to shine, so we didn't notice. The night was fair, but they didn't seize the opportunity. So do people. How can others notice you if you don't shine yourself? " Dad's words made me suddenly realize. Thank you for making so many good friends tonight!
When I am sad, I want to hide in the chest of the night sky and tell her … When I am happy and successful, I want to jump into the arms of the night sky and share with her … Night is lonely, mysterious and the most comfortable.
On Christmas Eve, the whole family will gather in the living room, sing Christmas songs around the Christmas tree, exchange gifts, share the joys and sorrows of life in the past year, and express their inner blessings and love. On this night, I will see a group of lovely little boys or girls, playing guitars with poems in their hands, singing poems one after another, bringing good news. How on earth did the Jiayin team come from this festival?
On the night of Jesus' birth, a shepherd was guarding his flock in the wilderness when he suddenly heard a voice from the sky telling them the good news of Jesus' birth. According to the Bible, Jesus came to be the king of the world, so angels spread the news to more people through these shepherds.
Later, people followed the example of angels and spread the news of the birth of Jesus everywhere on Christmas Eve. Until today, good news has become an indispensable program for Christmas.
Usually, the good news team consists of about twenty young people, plus a little girl dressed as an angel and Santa Claus. On Christmas Eve, after about nine o'clock, a family began to hear good news. Whenever the good news team goes to a family, they will sing some familiar Christmas songs first, then the little girl will read the Bible to let the family know that tonight is the birthday of Jesus, then everyone will pray together and sing a poem or two, and then the generous Santa Claus will send Christmas presents to the small hall of that family, and the whole good news process will be completed! The whole good news activity will last until about four o'clock the next morning.
On the first night, 15, the boat staggered and moored on the shore of reflecting the moon in Santan, and a cool breeze blew on the tourists' faces at summer dusk. Tourists stood on the shore and talked in the sunset. At this time, the sun is about to set, and all the boats on the lake are gone, but there are still layers of waves.
This is the first time I have come out to play at night in Hangzhou for so many days, in order to witness the beauty of the night view of the West Lake.
The evening light shines on the water, and the waves become gentle and rhythmic. As the sun sets, the water waves turn red and red as fire, flooding the lake like an orange scarf. What a beautiful oil painting it is that painters in the sky can't outline its rhyme and softness.
Walking by the West Lake, you can vaguely see the opposite island. You can only see the lush vegetation on the island. The green leaves are lovely, but now, under the afterglow, there are only dark green shadows surrounded by red light. It is an island in the middle of the lake. At this time, the island, like the legendary emperor, is leaning against a huge red throne, and its beauty and dignity make me gasp in admiration.
Slowly and unconsciously, we have reached the edge of the broken bridge. At this point, the sun has set, leaving only one or two beams of red light extending from the branches of the opposite island. Walking slowly onto the bridge, I only saw a bright moon and a flooded lake. The red color of the lake has been taken away by the sun, leaving only tens of millions of silver wires neatly in the water. The shadow of the bright moon quivered gently on the lake. She sighed and trembled slightly for the beauty of the West Lake.
Standing on the bridge, let the breeze blow my skirts, and the water gurgled. It was the goddess in the sky who gently plucked the strings of the water and played soft music.
I was intoxicated, and my whole body and mind were intoxicated by this wonderful music. Stay on the bridge and don't want to leave, for fear that this beauty will soon disappear.
I still can't bear to leave The West Lake at night seems to add more charm than during the day. I seem to hear Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi on the broken bridge, still talking about the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.