Zhuang Shengmeng butterfly attracts bees to attract butterflies to provoke butterflies to swim and fight butterflies.
Flying bees, waves and butterflies, singing and dancing butterflies, dancing butterflies, flying bees and dreaming butterflies.
In the dream, butterflies fly wildly, butterflies swim wildly and butterflies fly wildly.
Crazy bees, waves, butterflies, crazy peaks, waves, butterflies, Hu Die, manghua, flying butterflies, dancing.
A good sentence to describe a butterfly:
1. Catkins fly, elms fall, butterflies say goodbye to falling rape petals, and pea flowers turn into a plump green pod.
If a butterfly flies to it, you can't tell which is the flower and which is the butterfly! Beautiful sentences, like iris. Although it is not as magnificent as peony, elegant rose and graceful chrysanthemum, it also has its own unique charm.
Butterflies here come in different sizes, shapes and colors. The big one is like a palm, and the small one is only the size of a fingernail; Some are like colorful leaves dancing in the forest, some are like colorful stripes flying in the air during festivals, some are lit with English letters, some are like spots of Arabic numerals, and some are like naughty children blinking. ...
Being in the sea of flowers, I really want to become a beautiful butterfly and dance with the breeze and the "pear flower fairy" in the bright sunshine.
He also saw Miss Jin's black eyes, like a pair of butterflies, flying and stopping, flashing so lovely sparks.
6. We walked into a greenhouse, my God! Butterflies flying all over the sky, flashing their wings in the air, just like a woman showing her beauty to people! These butterflies are colorful, and the patterns on their wings are staggered, that is, bright and dark, noble and dignified, showing majesty and beauty!
7. That leaf is a beautiful butterfly; That flower is a child playing hide and seek; The fruit is a girl in a yellow coat.
2. What are the good words and sentences to describe the iris? 1. Before people realize the arrival of spring, the peach trees in the spring breeze are in bud and swaying.
2. Delicate petals, budding buds. Yellow flower heart, this is a beautiful flower.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
Chrysanthemum has its own special beauty, although it is not as fragrant as jasmine and eye-catching as roses. It is beautiful, not only in appearance, but also in its professionalism. His petals can be made into tea, which has pleasant fragrance and medicinal value.
5. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain chilled the apricot blossoms.
6. A spotless white lotus rose to the surface, just like a girl in white, lying shyly on the green branches and sparkling Shui Ying.
7. A gust of wind is blowing. The dragonfly flower shook a few times. It's fascinating. Just like a girl in a flowered skirt dancing.
8. I can smell a faint fragrance from a distance, which permeates people's hearts and lungs. These are plum blossoms: red plum, Bai Mei, green plum and Zhu Mei, one tree at a time. Every plum blossom is a poem.
9. The red flowers of Chinese rose are in full bloom on the branches. The color is so thick and pure, without any noise, just like a burning flame.
10. The flowers of Chinese rose are one by one, and each flower is oval. Petals are yellow stamens, revealing intoxicating fragrance.
1 1. The stems of Chinese rose flowers are tender and soft when they first grow. After a while, the stems began to thicken. If you look carefully, you will find some thorns on each stem. With the growth of Chinese rose, these small thorns changed from light red to light green, dark green and taupe, and the thorns became harder and harder. It really hurts to accidentally stick them on your hands!
12. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. Agree 1| Comment
3. What are the good words and sentences that describe "drunken butterfly"? 1. Butterflies bloom, butterflies fly and partridges grow on the grass. When acacia is planted in front of the court, those who are lovelorn will not return.
2. When it stops, it is an iris; When it flies, it is huahua.
3. Tears leave fingers, separation ends here, but I can't think of people, and iris begins.
Iris has four petals of different sizes and shapes. Four petals are like brothers, and they can never be separated.
Spring has come, and bright yellow irises are blooming in the garden. The iris has five petals and is shaped like a butterfly.
6. There are many kinds of flowers here, including magnolia, iris, Chun Mei, red plum and rose. Iris dances like a butterfly among the flowers.
7. From a distance, iris is like a dancing butterfly, collecting pollen from flowers to fill its stomach. Close-up, iris is like a slim girl, gracefully around her waist and dancing happily.
8. Who is driving the butterfly to dance in the iris? It was raining in the Yuhua Dream, but I had a negative dream last night.
9. Iris is still blooming, and the butterfly in my heart has already turned into an eagle and flew to the vast blue sky.
10. That iris looks like a big butterfly. Petals quivered slightly in the drizzle, like butterflies flapping their wings, trying to stop flying.
1 1. There are several deep purple patterns like water drops on the petals of iris, and the slender green receptacle is lined with beautiful flowers, giving off a burst of fragrance.
12. Back in time, I often dream of her. Iris holds my waist and walks in the forest thinking about her.
13. Tears drop on my fingers, leaving is over, but I can't think of anyone, and my iris begins.
14. If I want to send you flowers, I won't send you pink roses, I will send you white orchids, because I know that's your favorite. If I want to make you happy, I will send you sunflowers. If you have a cold, just a blue iris.
15. In the year when the iris was in full bloom, the complicated self-study class, the light gently softened your distinct side face. I looked back, the sky was full of stars, so I didn't look straight at your line of sight, and followed you closely, fearing that you would look back, hoping that you would look back until I drowned the picture.
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4. Good words and sentences describe the butterfly's yellow maiden, with thousands of flowers.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" rustling in the west wind, cold butterflies are hard to come by.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. -Don Huang Chao's "On Chrysanthemums" The hedges are sparse all the way, and the trees are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's "New Town Xugong Store" is a butterfly tree with a thousand butterflies and a tail like a tassel.
No one would believe that until he arrived in butterfly spring, the shadow of the building was solemnly covered with butterflies. -Qing Sha Chen's "Shangguan Butterfly Spring" twisted the tactic, read a spell, turned into a butterfly, spread its wings, turned over and caught up.
Sure enough, it has become a model: a pair of pink wings and two silver beards. Flying in the wind, reflecting the sun and dancing to Xu.
Passing through water and walls can be very clever, and stealing incense is very enjoyable. Light body prefers floral fragrance, elegant and fragrant.
(page 1 128, The Journey to the West, Wu Cheng'en) Some golden and silver moths, covered with furry fur coats, flew into the open window, flapping their wings around the lamp, and some flew into the depths of the house, singing softly like fiddling with loose strings. ([Su] Gratkov: Cement, p. 343) They all watched a butterfly sucking nutrients from a carnation. It flies from one carnation to another with a pair of fast-moving wings, and when it stops on the flower, its wings continue to flap leisurely.
([France] Mo Bosang: Good Friends, p. 228) p. 3 10) Most of these butterflies belong to one race. The back of their wings is bright green with beautiful patterns, which makes them look like green grass when they are still, and the front of their wings is golden yellow, which makes them look like golden flowers when they flap their wings. Butterflies glow all over and have two small circles on their wings.
Red, yellow, green, purple and black are evenly distributed on the wings, just like a colorful flower. Swarms of butterflies gather and disperse when they are young, and their colorful wings are like beautiful silks and satins in the sun.
This strange butterfly looks like a dead leaf hanging upside down from a tree from a distance. If you reach out to pick that leaf, it will fly. There are several big butterflies with purple spots among the flowers, which float in the air for a while, then erect their wings and land on the flowers. It is almost impossible to tell whether the butterfly has become a flower, dotted with branches, or whether the flower has wings and flies.
Butterflies have unique mouths, too. It looks like the winding of a clock. Generally, it is rolled up and inserted into the flower heart to suck honey. Two white butterflies with black spots, flying up and down, flashing beautiful wings, like two lovely little white flowers.
Delicate and elegant butterflies, dancing lightly among the flowers in pairs, with their tails as long as ribbons and dancing in the breeze. Their dance is really beautiful and natural. Butterflies rest on a cluster of wild flowers, and their spotted wings flap from time to time. The net-like gold thread is shining, and a pair of pale blue tentacles are as slender as brocade.
In vegetable gardens and flower beds, groups of butterflies, like colorful pieces of paper scattered from the air, come and go with the wind. Colorful butterflies, with a light posture, shuttle through the delicate flowers, making the mountains in early autumn more enchanting and beautiful.
Classification of ancient poems and famous sentences describing butterflies: the poem Huang Siniang Jia is full of flowers, but the flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" rustling in the west wind, cold butterflies are hard to come by. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.
-Don Huang Chao's "On Chrysanthemums" The hedges are sparse all the way, and the trees are not shaded. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
-Yang Wanli's "New Town Xugong Store" is a butterfly tree with a thousand butterflies and a tail like a tassel. No one would believe that until he arrived in butterfly spring, the shadow of the building was solemnly covered with butterflies.
-Qing Dynasty's Shangguan Butterfly Spring and Eight Miscellaneous Poems (Jin Dynasty) Zhang Xie's Border Town Newspaper and Bound Rong Travel. Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars.
May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden. I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan.
Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be. The local wind is safe for a reason.
"Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan. Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful.
Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height. Two Poems of Qujiang (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu returned to Japan to wear spring clothes, and Jiangtou was drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old. I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship.
[Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June. Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds.
[Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart. "The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window.
Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads. Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies.
"The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple. It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows.
(I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers. Li Yishan Poems and Songs (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can he find them when he dances into pear blossoms?
The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one. Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, named Xie, yu zhang's Poems.
5. What are some good words and phrases to describe the iris? 1. Before people realize the arrival of spring, the peach trees in the spring breeze are in bud and swaying.
2. Delicate petals, budding buds. Yellow flower heart, this is a beautiful flower.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. Chrysanthemum has its own special beauty, although it is not as fragrant as jasmine and eye-catching as roses.
It is beautiful, not only in appearance, but also in its professionalism. His petals can be made into tea, which has pleasant fragrance and medicinal value.
5. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain chilled the apricot blossoms. 6. A spotless white lotus rose to the surface, just like a girl in white, lying shyly on the green branches and sparkling Shui Ying. 7. A gust of wind is blowing.
The dragonfly flower shook a few times. It's fascinating. Just like a girl in a flowered skirt dancing. 8. I can smell a faint fragrance from a distance, which permeates people's hearts and lungs. These are plum blossoms: red plum, Bai Mei, green plum and Zhu Mei, one tree at a time. Every plum blossom is a poem.
9. The red flowers of Chinese rose are in full bloom on the branches. The color is so thick and pure, without any noise, just like a burning flame. 10. The flowers of Chinese rose are one by one, and each flower is oval.
Petals are yellow stamens, revealing intoxicating fragrance. 1 1. The stems of Chinese rose flowers are tender and soft when they first grow.
After a while, the stems began to thicken. If you look carefully, you will find some thorns on each stem. With the growth of Chinese rose, these small thorns changed from light red to light green, dark green and taupe, and the thorns became harder and harder. It really hurts to accidentally stick them on your hands! 12. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. Agree 1| comment.
6. Who can give me a children's poem "Pea Hua Hudie" and wait for a butterfly to find a lover online? Naturally, he wants to find a lovely little lover among the flowers. So he looked at all of them.
Every flower sits quietly and dignified on the stem, just like a girl sitting when she is not engaged. But there are too many to choose. The butterfly didn't want any trouble, so it flew to the daisy. The French call this little flower "margarita" (note: the original text is "Margaret", and the word means "daisy"; Many women in Europe and America use this word as their names. )。 They know she can make predictions. This is what she does: lovers pick her petals together, and every time they pick them together, they ask a question about lovers: "Are you enthusiastic? -Does it hurt? -Love me very much? Just a little? -Don't love at all? " Things like that. Everyone can ask questions in their own language. Butterflies also come to ask; But instead of picking petals, he kissed each one. Because he thinks that only kindness can get the best answer.
"Dear' Margarita' Daisy!" He said, "You are the cleverest woman among all the flowers. You can make predictions! I beg you to tell me, should I marry this or that? Which one will I get? If I know, I can fly directly to her and propose to her. "
But Margo didn't answer him. She is angry because she is only a girl, but he has called her a "woman"; There is a difference. He asked the second time, the third time. When he couldn't get a word answer from her, he was no longer willing to ask. He flew away and immediately began his suggestion.
It's early spring, and crocuses and snowflakes are in full bloom.
"They are very beautiful," said the butterfly. "They are just a group of lovely little girls in" Seeds of Love ",but they are too ignorant." Like all young boys, he is looking for older women.
So he flew to the autumn peony. According to his appetite, these girls are a little bitter. Violets are a little too enthusiastic; Tulips are too gorgeous; Daffodils are too civilian; Bodhi trees have too small flowers and too many relatives. Apple trees look like roses, but they bloom today and will wither tomorrow-they will fall down as long as the wind blows. He doesn't think marrying them will last long. The pea flower is the cutest: it is red and white, elegant and gentle. She is a woman with strong family values. She has a beautiful appearance and a capable kitchen. When he was about to propose to her, he saw a pod near the flower-a withered flower hung on the tip of the pod.
"Who is this?" He asked.
"This is my sister," said Pea Flower.
"Darling! Then you will be like her in the future! " He said.
This surprised the butterfly, so he flew away.
Lonicera japonica hangs on the fence. There are many women like her; It's all flat and yellow. No, he doesn't like this type of woman.
But who does he really like? Ask him!
Spring has passed and summer is coming to an end. It's autumn now, but he still hesitates.
Now the flowers are wearing their most gorgeous clothes, but what's the use-they have lost the fresh fragrance of youth. When people are old, they like incense in their hearts. Especially between Tianzhu peony and dried chrysanthemum, the fragrance is gone. So the butterfly flew to the mint growing on the ground.
"She can say that there are no flowers, but she is covered with flowers, with fragrance from head to toe, and even every leaf has flowers. I asked her! "
So he proposed to her.
Mint stood upright and said nothing. Finally she said:
"It is ok to make friends, but nothing else. I am old, you are old, we can take care of each other, but getting married-that's no good! Don't make fun of yourself at our age! "
In this way, the butterfly has no chance to find a wife. It's not a good idea to let him choose for too long. As a result, the butterfly became what everyone called an old bachelor.
It's late autumn, and it's rainy and gloomy. The wind blew cold air on the back of the old willow trees, making them make a whizzing noise. It's not good if you still wear summer clothes, because, as everyone says, you will be criticized. Indeed, butterflies are not flying around outside. He slipped into a room by accident. There is a fire in the stove here, which is as warm as summer. He can live well, but "just living is not enough!" " "He said," one should have freedom, sunshine and a little flower! " "
He flew against the window pane, was seen and appreciated, then put on a needle and hid in an antique box. This is the sign that people admire him most.
"Now I am perched on a rhizome like a flower," said the butterfly. "It's really not very pleasant. This is similar to getting married, because I am now firmly fixed. "
He consoled himself with this idea.
"This is a poor comfort," said the potted flower in the house.
"But," thought the butterfly, "people should not believe what the flowers in these flowerpots say. They are too close to humans. "
7. Literary poems about pea flowers Remember those pea flowers? Years later, they all left. Your dear Lily left with that pea flower dream and chose another kind of happiness that we all longed for. She is very happy. Did you get a look at him? I really saw the happiest smile in her life that day, but this happy smile no longer belongs to you.
What's your oath to her? I'm just hurt. Now we won't be together, let alone meet, will we? But I still look at you standing in that familiar alley, as if still waiting and longing.
When I opened my diary, I was suddenly surprised to find that the pea flower sandwiched on page 10 a long time ago was beautiful in shape, but it had turned yellow.
More than ten years have passed, and the days of humming to school with a small schoolbag on your back have all become the past.
You won't change your promise for more than ten years. Maybe you can walk through this long life holding hands with others, but do you know that for her, you give her not only a care, but also a kind of young and ignorant love.
I took my dream through the trajectory of time and came to today more than ten years later. Pea flower has gone, replaced by another kind of rose that every girl longs for.
It is dazzling, but I seem to be particularly afraid of this thorny rose, afraid that I will get hurt if I touch it. I began to miss those humble little pea flowers, those pale yellow petals, those needle-like leaves, and those cotton candy-like platycodon grandiflorum, which gave me too many romantic fantasies.
I tried to think, if there were not so many bumps and troubles, would the story of pea flower continue? I'm fumbling for the final answer. In midsummer, live like garbage.
There is a stench in the air everywhere. Maybe even we can't remember where we left our daily necessities. How many people will there be? My favorite hairpins, broken hoods, rubber bands, and many more.
Those silly looking at cute stickers, wallpaper that was very popular at that time, and those beautiful girl soldiers.
Those paper cranes, stars, hearts folded by themselves, those beautifully cut paper-cuts, and those lyrics written by themselves.
All this will disappear, too much regret, too much love stored here, too many memories will pass. I really don't know if I will lose myself in the end.
If I forget myself, if I am not myself, if all this is just a fantasy, if all this is just a dream. Then I won't be so sad, so sad, so sad.
Right? (Article Reading Network:) With your own growth, your mind is gradually mature. I have lost too much, experienced too much, and people have changed. Now, I'm afraid of my peace of mind. When I really became a bystander in the world, I began to know nothing about myself and gradually disappeared.
What should I do? What did I get in return? Time has taught me to connect one story after another, but it has not told me how to stop it. I began to learn to listen to soothing songs, I learned to really smile, I learned to look at the sky quietly, no longer sad.
I began to learn to accept the reality silently and stop doing meaningless struggles. These are all taught by time.
Also, how to accept, how to cherish and how to let go. It taught me that the most important thing is not to be forced.
Looking around all this, I still accept the reality frankly. Let yourself grieve again, let yourself cry again.
I hope to keep going with the dream of pea flowers, keep going. Now, we are no longer walking in the direction of looking at each other, but back to back and never meet each other. From thousands of miles to Wan Li, this is not only the distance on the journey, but the inner distance.
The sadness in your heart is greater than death. Since it is doomed, please smile. This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road extended to both ends.
People who meet again can't meet again. Cherish the people you meet and don't say goodbye.