A beautiful poem about the back 1. What are the beautiful sentences about turning back?
1. Walking in a deep alley, the lonely back is elongated in loneliness, and the haze in the sky is silent in my heart, so sad! The breeze brushed the tears and sprinkled the years, which made me sad.
2. When the back is far away, the poet's glass drips with the inspiration of the past and once again has a long and affectionate dialogue with the elegant soul.
3. Snow-white elves searched back and forth in the winding cloister, gently opening the story of the carved window left unlocked. She can awaken the memory of the mountain breeze, she can't stop breathing, she remembers every clear meeting and parting.
4. The wind stealthily steals the back of the white clouds and eavesdrops on the whispering of the bright moon under the carved window.
In fact, distant places are not far away. Looking up at the sky, the towering jade pagoda stands alone. For thousands of years, it has collected the soul of the West Lake, leaving only the back like the moon wind.
6. Our stories don't intersect. Looking back, your back has disappeared in the distant horizon!
7. Hundreds of years ago, I still vaguely remembered a figure drifting away under the cloud. That casual look back made my thoughts linger for a long time, so that your disappearance was so silent and completely hidden in my wet corner of my eye.
8. The farther away you are, the more I can't guess your heart. Where am I going next? Will you care, even if your eyes stay for me once, so that my broken heart can get a little comfort!
9. The breeze gently blows my hair tips, the sea of flowers ripples, and the strong back in the wind. I know it's you.
10. A pool of still water, a white cloud, cicadas singing in a shadow, hidden in the depths of Yunlin fireworks, is a faint Zen machine.
1 1. A turning head, the light in the wind; Don't walk behind, quietly in the rain, leaving a silent ending and listening alone!
12. Missing is like a lamp, which warms him in front, but what I finally see is only a dim back.
13. At that time, at sunset, the lonely back was blurred instantly.
14. Most of the time, I can't see the sunshine. It's not that I can't see it. It is your back that blocks the light. Just turn around and there will be a bright future. If the heart is in full bloom, the breeze will come!
15. The sound of rain hitting the green umbrella comes and goes. People on the road are bustling, confused by rain and fog, and their backs fade and become stronger and stronger. It's like a rainbow that never falls in my heart.
2. What are the sentences describing the back?
The sentence describing his back is like this: I saw him limping to the railway and slowly leaning down in a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe. It's not difficult.
But his E68A84E8A2AD 323133532363134313032313633133336396430 crossed the railway, and it was not easy to climb the platform over there. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work.
Looking at my father's back, I don't know when my proud father's waist is no longer straight; I don't know when, my father's face climbed up with wrinkles; I don't know when I grow up, so I can't pester my father to go to the bookstore to buy books every weekend. I don't know when my father can no longer travel around the world, so he can only stay at home and wait for someone to take care of him. I don't know when my father, who has always been strong, can no longer move his legs; I don't know when I can stop coquetry in front of my father and listen to him say "no"; I don't know when I can no longer be by his side, let him lie down and gently hammer his leg. I know mom and dad are gone forever, smiling, and he walked so peacefully.
Let me still think that he is just too tired and asleep. Father went out with a bag full of fertilizer on his back, and I quietly followed him.
Father certainly didn't know, because he didn't look back that day. My father's thin figure, like an immortal lighthouse, shows me how to go in the future. No matter when I was a student, or when I stepped on the three-foot platform today, I was reminded to be a strong man of knowledge and a real society.
But the scene of that day is engraved on my mind. My father didn't take an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain with a fertilizer bag on his back. There is no one in the street, only the yellow leaves that have been hit by the rain are floating lightly, and a leaf falls on his luggage. He didn't feel it. I don't know what my father is thinking at this time, or nothing. I wanted to run to give my father an umbrella, but I didn't. I hid under the eaves of my house, and my face was wet with tears, which blurred my vision. Father drifted away alone in the drizzle in late autumn.
I lay by the window, trying to look out for my father. Seeing my father's slightly hunched back in the distance, I staggered slowly, and my thin back became smaller and smaller in my sight.
Through the glass window, I sobbed loudly at my father's back; Dad, dad and daughter will take care of themselves, don't worry. I looked at his slightly bent back, bit my lip hard, and nodded to him with a smile. Father, go. I will often visit you at your tombstone and give you your favorite food.
I feel bad in my heart My father, who has been suffering for us, would have divorced my lazy and strange mother if it weren't for us. Poor father, physically exhausted and mentally tormented.
Thinking of this, I suddenly feared that my father would never come back. I carefully asked my father where to go, but my father smiled and said to me, let's go to work.
I seem to hear my heart broken because of my father's sad smile. The rain is falling quietly. My father left with me for this family. He said a lot to me when he left. My heart became very heavy. Looking at his thin and warm back, with the sound of car horns, he gradually disappeared into the hazy drizzle. My tears and rain are intertwined! I finally saw the back in my memory, some thin and some strange.
My mother and I stood under the warm street lamp and waved vigorously, and the long-awaited meeting scene appeared. But I suddenly stopped, so excited that I was at a loss, mechanically moving my stiff feet, so that my mother's figure gradually enlarged in my blurred eyes. The woman who goes out, walking in the street, makes people look back and boldly appreciate the goal, not only in front of her, but also in her moving back.
One day, one month, a strange woman passed by you, and you suddenly looked back, only the back of her departure, which was deep or free and easy. Take a wisp of warm wind, knead it into a white quill pen, dive into the water again and again, express your name in the stream, on the lake and by the sea, make fine lines, shine at any time, wander with the years, and integrate into life. Beautiful people, what I can see is your back, but what I can't see is your back, which has already integrated into my heart.
The back can reflect many things, standing on a tall building, looking at different backs in the crowd and looking at different moods. At this time, I don't know who is watching me from behind.
I'm thinking, if one day we are separated, I don't know if I can find you according to my back in the noisy crowd. At the station, at the ferry, what makes people sad is the feeling of parting, and what is even more unforgettable is that the distant back can't be erased in my heart for a long time.
The back of your departure still lingers in front of my eyes, like a fog that can't be waved away.
You really don't know? Stories that have been accumulated for three months are rotting in my heart, and I really can't find any traces of my dreams. Although the weather was fine that day, when the north wind roared, I felt as if I were in a severe winter.
The gorgeous night sky failed to keep the distant figure. I want to say thank you for facing this distant back, so that I can still have my own imagination and understanding in this noise.
It is the liberation of oneself, and it is also the redemption of oneself. The night outside is gathering and dispersing. Please allow me to pray for a better life for homeless people in this way.
Looking at her distant back, I suddenly felt a sense of loss. I don't have a deep impression on my grandfather, but I remember his warm back.
But I don't have a good impression of that place. No air conditioning, no TV, no food.
For me, it's hell. We should cherish the beautiful environment around us, because there is a familiar figure around us, which is exchanged for his sweat. Everything here is hard-won.
So, let's work together to create a beautiful home! I know that your back will eventually leave in a hurry or even disappear. But I can't control my fragile mind, and I can't help falling in love with your thought-provoking back! Looking at dad's tired and great figure,
3. Sentences related to the back
The later poems and what you think are all in the past. Think of you, no regrets, no hate, no heartache. Somehow the copy thinks that you have left my life and my dream. Thinking of your gentle smile is enough to tell this story. Once on a summer afternoon, I caught a glimpse of the familiar back and couldn't help singing the forgotten poem. Is it the breeze or your breath that whispers in my ear? So casual and effortless, I hope I can dig up the buried memory with a sigh of mud. When I stop smiling, whispering and writing, it is so easy to realize that you have always been a poem in my heart. I climbed the ladder, danced with the wind and clouds, fell to the bottom of the valley and prayed for death in the mud, but that was all in the past. Is that the past? Forgotten poetry is like a breeze caressing my neck. I went back to the past and felt the happy atmosphere at that time. I went back to that lonely night and watched myself crying in a low voice. Very short but familiar, far and near. I looked at myself in the mirror, breathing smoothly, and the gentle knife in my mouth rose. Maybe I think I missed some words in the poem I recited.
4. Ancient poems about the back
The later poems and what you think are all in the past. Think of you, no regrets, no hate, no heartache. Somehow, I feel that you have left my life and my dream. Thinking of your gentle smile is enough to tell this story. Once on a summer afternoon, I caught a glimpse of the familiar back and couldn't help singing the forgotten poem. Is it the breeze or your breath that whispers in my ear? I looked at the mud on my hand and sighed, so it was easy to dig out the buried memory. When I stopped smiling, whispering and writing, I realized that you have always been a poem in my heart. I once climbed the ladder, danced with the wind and cloud, fell to the bottom of the valley, and prayed for death in the mud, but that was all in the past. Is that the past? Forgotten poems caressed my neck like a breeze. I went back to the past and felt the happy atmosphere at that time. I went back to that lonely night and watched myself crying in a low voice. It's short, but I am familiar with it. I looked at myself in the mirror, breathing smoothly, and my mouth gently lifted. Maybe I think I missed some words in the poem I recited.
5. Describe the sentences on the back
Beautiful sentences about the back
1) I looked up in my dream and the sun poured down. Through this fog, a vague figure appeared in front of me, looking so cold, distant and warm ... My mother, an ordinary person, left me with extraordinary memories. ...
2) His hands climbed on it, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing the appearance of hard work. At this time, I saw his back, and tears soon flowed down. I quickly dried my tears. I'm afraid he will see it, and I'm afraid others will see it. When I looked out again, he had come back with the bright red orange in his arms. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, and then picked them up and walked away. When I arrived here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the front of the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I dived into the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed.
3) The back of your departure still lingers in front of my eyes, like a fog that can't be waved away. . You really don't know? Stories that have been accumulated for three months are rotting in my heart, and I really can't find any traces of my dreams. Although the weather was fine that day, when the north wind roared, I felt as if I were in a severe winter.
6. Describe the sentences on the back
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Sentence describing the figure's back: 1. I saw him hobbling towards the railway, slowly leaning forward, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe. It's not difficult. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet were raised again ... 2. I don't know when my proud father's waist was no longer straight; I don't know when, my father's face climbed up with wrinkles; I don't know when I grow up, so I can't pester my father to go to the bookstore to buy books every weekend. I don't know when my father can no longer travel around the world, so he can only stay at home and wait for someone to take care of him. I don't know when my father, who has always been strong, can no longer move his legs; I don't know when I can stop coquetry in front of my father and listen to him say "no"; I don't know when I can no longer be by his side, let him lie down and gently hammer his leg. I know my father is gone forever, smiling and walking so peacefully. Let me still think that he is just too tired and asleep. My father went out with a bag full of fertilizer on his back, and I quietly followed him. Father certainly didn't know, because he didn't look back that day. My father's thin figure, like an immortal lighthouse, shows me how to go in the future. No matter when I was a student, or when I stepped on the three-foot platform today, I was reminded to be a strong man of knowledge and a real society. But the scene of that day is engraved in my mind. My father didn't take an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain with a fertilizer bag on his back. There is no one in the street, only the yellow leaves that have been hit by the rain are floating lightly, and a leaf falls on his luggage. He didn't feel it. I don't know what my father is thinking at this time, or nothing. I wanted to run to give my father an umbrella, but I didn't. I hid under the eaves of my house, and my face was wet with tears, which blurred my vision. My father is here.
7. Ask for a beautiful sentence about turning around and looking back.
In the reincarnation of your turn, I am beyond redemption. -Fresh fruit "Hua" brand
The moment you turned around, my depressed life. -Gu Man's "Why Shengxiao Mo"
It takes only one second to turn around and leave, but it takes a lifetime to forget. -San Mao
Sean: If the puzzle in life is deep, it is a hint. Then you can do nothing in the afterlife, and the scene is prosperous. Would you like to turn around and sit down, palm cinnabar, * * * I warm wine to make tea. -Shen Leping's "Qin Shi Ming Yue"
If memories can be drunk, the past can be a hangover. When you wake up, the sky is still clear and the wind is still clear. After all, the two sides of time cannot be a reed Watari Wataru. I know what you think.
Needless to say, you can't be forgotten in Jianghu. You can drink in vicissitudes, eat in youth and do in life. After a thousand turns, I will quietly turn around and leave. -Jian Zheng's "Forget the Jianghu"
When I turned around, the moving figure disappeared. In the sea of people, it is impossible to salvage her and meet her again, even if it is in a hurry.
In the square, in the station, in the street, in the supermarket, in the countryside where people gather, I often feel that turning around is goodbye.
-Li Hanrong's "Turn around"
Turning around, a wisp of Leng Xiang was far away, the snow was deep and the smile was shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? -Night Island "Drunken Fairy Songs"
She thought she was just a turning distance, but she didn't expect it to be a wanton sea. -Shu Haicang gave birth to "one product in ten years"
A person's life has turned into a moment since ancient times; Prosperity turned into desolation; Legend has it that a few rolls of bamboo slips are nothing but a piece of paper in the spring and autumn. -Ryukyu flip
I hope that when I turn around, I can see you timidly looking at me with pure eyes and call me Zhou Zhou. So I turned to dizziness, and you still didn't show up. I thought sadly, it turns out that this is missing. -August Chang 'an "Hello, Old Times"
Some differences, which seem like a turning point, will actually be permanent. -Le Xiaomi's "Liangsheng, can we not be sad 3"
Some people turn around after crossing, leaving only their backs and never asking again.
Some people still stay where they are, with boiling tears, and refuse to turn around. -Cheney Chen's "Sewing Flowers in Years, Tiny Times 4"
On the road to death, in the river of forgetfulness. Next to Sansheng Stone at the head of Naihe Bridge. Have I seen you before? You don't know, in the reincarnation of your turn, I have been beyond redemption; -Guoguo's Qian Gu in China.
8. Please describe a beautiful back with poetry.
1 beauty
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.
Guan Zhong lost yesterday, and her brothers and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.
Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
There is a beautiful woman living in seclusion in a remote valley. She said: "I am a lady, and I only attach myself to vegetation when I am wandering." I think my brothers were brutally killed during the Chang 'an chaos. What's the use of standing on top and being famous? You can't adopt my own flesh and blood The world hates decline, and everything is like a candle swaying in the wind.
I didn't expect my husband to be a frivolous person and marry the bride of Yan Ruyu. There is a season when lovesickness blooms and flowers fall, and there is also a season when lovebirds are not alone. I have been teasing new people, so who cares if I am an old man crying? ! "
The spring water in the mountain is clear and transparent, and the spring water out of the mountain will be turbid. The maid who sells jewelry has just returned, pulling rattan to repair the broken hut. Picked wildflowers don't like stuffing, and picked cypresses are full. In cold weather, beauty wears thin clothes and leans against long bamboo in the sunset.
2, "Linjiang Xian, dream behind the tower, locked up"
Song: Yan
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
Late at night, I dreamed that the door on the balcony was locked, and the curtains hung heavily after I woke up. When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle. I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, and when I came back, she was a colorful figure. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.
3. "Two Farewells"
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
Good posture, light manners, only thirteen years old, just like buttercup in early February. I can't compare with the little beauty in Shili Long Street in Yangzhou City who rolled up the bead curtain to sell makeup.
4. "crimson lips, playing on the swing"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.
Suddenly, a guest came. She was desperate. She walked away without shoes, only wearing socks, and even the gold pin on her head fell off. She ran away shyly and leaned against the door, smelling the fragrance of plum flowers.
Interpretation: get up after swinging, too lazy to rub your delicate hands. By her side, crystal dew hung on the thin flower branches, and the sweat on her body permeated with thin clothes.
Suddenly, a guest came in. She is too scared to wear shoes. She just walked away in her socks, and even Jin Chai slipped off her head. She ran away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, smelling the flowers of her childhood.
5. "Lotus Picking Song"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Interpretation: The green Luo skirt of the lotus picking girl is integrated into the lotus leaves in the field, as if the girl's face is hidden in the blooming lotus flowers, reflecting each other. Mixed into the lotus pond and disappeared. I didn't realize that someone was coming until I heard singing everywhere.