In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky, and the clouds seemed to be melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.
Spring has gone with the falling flowers, and summer is coming with green leaves in the warm wind. The sunshine in early summer is transmitted from the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.
The wind is blowing with a slight warmth, and sometimes it brings the cuckoo's cry, which tells us: "Spring has gone." Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by a fiery sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is full of sweet and drunk breath.
In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on a green carpet; Crowds of bees are busy in the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around hard. In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if afraid that the sun will hurt their wings.
There is no cloud or wind in the sky. There is a hot sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily. In the midsummer of July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The hot sun scorches the earth, the water in the river is hot, and the soil in the field smokes.
The scorching sun is in the sky, and on both sides of the road, ripe grains are bent down and bowed their heads in the heat. Grasshoppers are as numerous as grass leaves, and they make a faint and noisy sound in wheat and rye fields, in wheat and rye fields and among the reeds on the shore.
The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road is scorched by the scorching sun, and a bunch of white smoke is stepping down. The weather is sweltering as hell, and there is not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to be frozen.
The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground and spit out bright red tongues, and mules and horses' nostrils are particularly wide.
The blazing umbrella is high in the air, so hot that the fish in the river dare not come out of the water, and the birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly. That day, it was crazy hot.
As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gas, like clouds and Feiyun, like fog and non-fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless. It was a long summer without rain, and the old loaches in the fields were turned white by the hot sun. The streams near the village dropped a few inches, and the stones exposed on the water suddenly became bigger.
I don't know where the bird is hiding. The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only the cicada kept screaming in the branches; It's really broken gongs and drums cheering for the scorching sun! The willow trees in the street seemed to be ill, and the leaves hung with dust and rolled on the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, vendors dare not shout, and the plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned like a pearl, embedded in the sky, shining brightly.
The naughty little star draws a golden arc in the blue night sky, like a weaver girl throwing a brocade thread. In the winter night, a few naked stars are pitifully frozen, shivering and almost hearing the sound of their teeth catching each other.
The little star is shaking in the cold air, as if shivering with cold. The stars are full of feelings, like naughty children, staring at the world childishly and persistently, as if telling a beautiful and moving myth with their bright eyes.
The white star appears quietly and glinting in the sky like someone holding a walking candle carefully. In the dark blue sky, there is a bright and dazzling diamond star-Morning Star.
It's a beautiful starry night. There is not a cloud in the sky. The dark blue sky is full of diamond-like stars. Shiny stars, like gems, densely covered the vast and boundless night sky.
Milky Way, from the northwest sky, runs across the sky and obliquely pours to the southeast land. The stars in summer are as cute as naughty children.
A few big bright stars hang in the night sky, as if people in the sky were patrolling the vast space with lanterns. The starry sky is reflected on the rough sea, so it dances up and down with the waves, and it disappears now and then.
The first morning star appeared, flashing on this dark blue sky. It is so big and bright, and it is the only one in the whole vast sky that radiates a striking light there, like a bright lamp hanging in the sky.
in the early morning, the blizzard stopped, but it will be a long time before dawn. A few remnant stars secretly opened their eyes to peep at the white world.
gradually, the remnant star closes her sleepy eyes and disappears in the morning sky. A good meteor draws bright silver lines in the night sky, just like exploring the best future in the world.
There are more stars than ever. They are big and bright. They don't blink or twinkle. They are quiet and serene. What a cool and clear autumn night it is! The stars are brighter and bigger than ever ... Just like the silver-gray sky is covered with jewels that capture the purpose, and everything on the earth becomes so elegant and quiet.
mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, slopes and forests? There are many kinds of rocks in Qian Shan's Yi Bi Wan Mountain. The mountains are bright and clear, the mountains are beautiful and the mountains are high and the trees are luxuriant. There are valleys, green mountains and green waters under the valleys. On the Qingshan peak in Qinghai, there are peaks that are pure and beautiful, and nothing grows. The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth.
the mountains and waves are full of peaks and waves. The mountains are dark and boundless, and the cliffs like knives and axes are indomitable.
The undulating loess hills are really like waves of a big flood. Longshantou, like a big tomb, stands in the night.
The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River are straight up and down, making people dizzy. The faint deep valley is eerily quiet and cold.
The ravine was filled with snow, which was as high as the back of the mountain, and became a large square paved with flat snow. At the beginning of the morning, the mountain is like a shy girl, looming, and the sunset is in the west.
standing here, it's really strange. The mountains have simply changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plain or the middle of the mountain. They have become very layered, messy, magnificent and strange. Looking up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also a mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time.
I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, and there were dozens of small stone peaks around it. On closer inspection, the giant peak looks like Sun Wukong holding a golden hoop. 2. Appreciation of the good sentences in Anne of Green Gables
This evening, Anne sat by the window for a long time and thought a lot. The wind was softly chirping in the cherry tree tops, and the air was filled with the smell of mint. On the maple branches in the sharp corner of the valley, the stars blinked and walked through the gaps in the Woods. As usual, the lights in Diana's room could be seen. After returning from Quinn College, Annie sits in front of the window in this way every night. Tonight, compared with the past, her mood is particularly exciting and exciting. Annie feels that although the road in front of her has narrowed and there have been twists and turns, it is still covered with flowers, full of fun and happiness. Studying hard and working hard will make people feel full, having like-minded partners will make people feel happy, and being ambitious will make people work hard. All these Anne's are possessed and possessed. No one can take away Anne's innate rich imagination and ideal dream world. No matter what time, the road ahead is not straight and smooth. "With God's blessing, everything in this world will be beautiful," Anne whispered softly. —— Excerpted from Chapter 38. 3. Appreciation of Shi Tiesheng's works
For more than 4 years, it has eroded the grandiose glass at the eaves of the ancient temple, faded the scarlet on the door wall, collapsed a section of high walls and scattered jade carving fences, and the old cypress trees around the altar became more and more secluded, and the weeds and vines everywhere flourished freely and openly.
The garden wall is cut obliquely in the golden air-in the shade, I put the wheelchair in, put the chair back down, sit or lie down, read or think about things, and flap my branches left and right to drive away those small insects who don't understand why I came to this world like me. ""the bee is like a small fog and firmly stops in mid-air; The ant shook his head and stroked his tentacles, suddenly thought through something, turned around and sprinted away; Ladybug climbed impatiently, and after a tired prayer, it spread its wings and took off with a flicker; There is a cicada on the trunk, lonely as an empty house; Dew rolled and gathered on the grass leaves, bending the grass leaves and crashing to the ground, breaking thousands of golden lights. " "The garden is full of the rustling of plants and trees, and the broken pieces are endless.
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There are many good words in Me and Ditan! I like this article very much. I often read it in high school. < P > I am moved every time! He hasn't seen much of his other works! 4. Excerpts and appreciation of good sentences and paragraphs
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Good paragraphs and appreciation 1 If you say that life is like a dream, it is only because you live in a dream; If you say that youth is a mystery, it is only because you don't understand the meaning of youth. Youth is a part of life. Only by integrating youth into life can you understand the true meaning of youth. Youth is not a gorgeous coat, life is not a colorful one, and the smile of youth is often mixed with tears. Is a few setbacks the whole of life? Out of the shadow of failure, the world will become more beautiful. Not all loss means no longer having it. When you sigh that the sun is setting, the sunrise is rising from behind you. We may not be able to make ourselves perfect ... Appreciation: This passage uses beautiful and poetic language to express our understanding of life. Cherish youth, cherish life, and live a good life every day. The author makes full use of rhetorical devices such as metaphor, antithesis, rhetorical question and symbol to express his feelings about youth and life. Reading is full of rhythm and poetry, full of appeal. Indeed, life is beautiful and we need to cherish it every moment. Don't miss it, don't look back, take every step. The prosperity of the city confuses my eyes, and I can't find myself, but my hometown depends on it. Even if you live happily in a certain city, there is always an invisible thing pulling you in the depths of your heart, one at home and the other firmly tied to your heart, which hurts when you pull it. Especially for people who have been away from their hometown for a long time, especially in the dead of night, the more mellow this cup of wine in their hometown is, the clearer the image of their hometown is, and the mellow people don't want to wake up, which is clearly distressing. "Being away from hate is like spring grass, and you can go further and live." It is precisely because of this homesickness and homesickness that we can't get rid of even when we go to the ends of the earth that we can comfort the wandering and make the wandering heart no longer lonely. Appreciating this passage expresses my concern and fetters for my hometown. Even though the city is so prosperous, the hometown still lives on in our hearts. Hometown is our root and our survival. 5. Excerpts and appreciation of good sentences and paragraphs
1. Life is beautiful and short. Some people are lonely, others are colorful, and different people have different life pursuits; Life is a one-way street with no return journey, and everyone uses all his time to move forward.
2. Life is to smile in the face of reality, that is, to look at the future over obstacles; Life is to cut green branches on the road of life with the scissors of the mind; Life is a big, bright and smiling lantern show lit in the depths of the soul in the face of confusion or darkness.
3. Life is like a mountain. What matters is not its height, but its beauty. Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.
4. Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy sound, a calmness that doesn't need to look at others' faces and colors, an atmosphere that finally stops appealing to the surrounding areas, a smile that ignores the hubbub, a indifference that washes away the extremes, a thick and unobtrusive height.
5. Life is like a book, with more wonderful details and less boring words; Life is like a song, with more high-spirited melodies and less sad notes; Life, like a painting, should have more bright colors and less gloomy tones.
6. Life is a big encyclopedia, covering everything; Life is a lyre, playing multiple beautiful melodies: life is a Pegasus clock, and when it is wound, people will get a concentrated life.
7. Life is a blooming flower, which is beautiful, stretched and colorful. Life is a beautiful poem, fresh and smooth, with a long meaning; Life is beautiful music, with harmonious melody and melodious melody; Life is a flowing river, running endlessly and rolling forward.
8. Life is like a flower, colorful; Life is like a song, beautiful; Life is like wine, fragrant and mellow; Life is like a poem, with profound artistic conception and colorful.
9. Life is a wise elder, and life is a learned teacher. It often turns spring breeze into rain, moistens things silently, gives us directions and enlightens us in life.
1. The beauty of life is always displayed in her enterprising spirit; Just like the beauty of a big tree, it is displayed in its vigorous vitality. The beauty like an eagle is displayed in its soaring like the soul of heaven; Like the beauty of a river, it is displayed in its turbulent torrent. 6. appreciation of good sentences in the storm
When it comes to winter, people naturally associate it with the scenery of depression and coldness, withered trees and withered grass. It seems that winter is ruthless. However, winter belongs to the season of meditation rather than withering, and the snow in winter is confusing and confusing, and the sound of falling snow is accompanied by a moving piece of music. Cher has a sound. What winter needs is a mood to listen to snow.
Snow is a unique scenery in this season. In the morning, when the door is opened, "is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees" is flying all over the sky, and "white catkins" are dancing like cotton and goose feathers, chasing the footsteps of hurried pedestrians, whitening their eyebrows and scratching their faces. Snow is like a butterfly seeking dreams, dancing and pursuing. Dark yellow, like a flowered coat with water lines. The earth is wrapped in white, pure and clean, and the winter wheat shouts to cover its new quilt. Bundles of white and slender pearl chains are hung on the willow branches, which are more exquisite than ivory carving and white jade carving ... Ten thousand fragrant snows embrace the whole world affectionately, and there are fairy-tale colors everywhere. There are snow tracks on the distant mountain avenue, and people's minds will expand; There are traces of snow on the cypress and pines, and people's feelings will be extended. Shh-listen, the rustling snow sounds like a breeze drifting across the bamboo forest, with boundless rhyme and poetry. The creator has fallen a temperamental snow, which has become the infant for me to start a new dream. The snow field is crystal clear, and the plum is jumping, suddenly from the depths of the snow.