Ba Jin
I often get up early to watch the sunrise. It was still dark at that time, and it was quiet around. There is only the sound of machines on board.
The sky is still light blue, and the color is very light. In the blink of an eye, a Xia Hong appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding the scope and strengthening the light. I knew the sun was going to rise on the horizon, so I didn't look there in the blink of an eye.
Sure enough, after a while, half of the sun's face appeared in that place. Red is Zhen Hong, but there is no light. The sun seems to be struggling to rise slowly step by step. Finally, it finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely, with a lovely red color. In an instant, this crimson round thing suddenly shone brightly, making people's eyes ache, and the clouds beside it suddenly became dazzling.
Sometimes the sun goes into the clouds, but its light shoots down from the clouds and hits the water directly. It's not easy to tell clear water from sky at this time, because I only see a light.
Sometimes there are black clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are so thick that people can't see the sun when it comes out. However, the sun's radiation in the dark clouds passed through the encirclement of the dark clouds and set them with glowing Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly rushed out of the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, even dyeing the dark clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water shine, but also I become bright.
Isn't this a great spectacle?
Beautiful scenery of four seasons
I love Anshan, my hometown.
Accustomed to listening to the sound waves over the city every morning. Melodious music sounded and exquisite prose jumped into my heart with the pure and beautiful voice of the announcer. Just like a good cup of early spring green tea, it tastes clear and beautiful, with endless aftertaste. I can't help making people feel relaxed and happy. Silent complaints release deep nostalgia. You seem to be brought into the dusty past of your hometown in the north, and you are in that ancient era.
The deepest memory of this city is its beautiful four seasons. I spent the same years in it, savoring it in the dead of night, just like a cup of fragrant jasmine tea.
I love her spring. I like the cold but warm early spring breeze. It was she who gently awakened the earth, and the earth, which had been sleeping for a winter, happily opened its sleepy eyes. I like the continuous spring rain. It was she who moistened the grass, watered the willows and urged the primroses to bloom ... telling us that spring is coming. As a result, the grass emerged from the ground, twisted its weak body and looked at it strangely; Primrose quickly opened its horn to announce the arrival of spring, willow trees swayed and danced with the wind ... Spring rain rustled, and the moist air after the rain was mixed with the fragrance of earth. Flowers are redder, trees are greener, the sky is bluer, the sun is warmer and the earth is colorful.
I like her summer. I love her pear blossom festival in May. The birthday is 65438+ February, but the balance in my heart falls on the beautiful summer. I love summer. It's too hot to refuse. This makes me feel the hospitality of my hometown people in the hot season, and then feel that life is like a wonderful flower blooming.
I love her autumn. Looking forward to the beginning of autumn. Autumn begins, and autumn will follow. In many dreams, I dreamed of the maple leaf forest in my hometown park. A gust of wind blows gently, like countless butterflies falling from the branches, carefree, as if falling from the sky, making people wonder if this is a gift from heaven, a shady path paved with fallen leaves. And how much I want to bend down and listen to the sound coming from the soil quietly. I spread the butterfly gently in my palm, and then carefully put it in my pocket, as if I had the whole autumn.
I like her winter. Because you can see that she is so pure and simple. Snow is inevitable in winter. One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, each snowflake is so lovely and crystal clear. It flies in the air, sometimes kissing people's faces, sometimes patting people's shoulders, and sometimes playing hide-and-seek with people. In the morning, parks, streets, trees and roofs become a world of pink jade. In beautiful Qian Shan, Shan Ye is white, and those pine trees and holly trees that are evergreen in winter and summer are covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs. Snowflakes filled the whole mountain love, and people came to it as if they were in the fairyland of Qionglou Yuyu. All the troubles and glitz in the world vanished and drifted away with the wind.
Beautiful Anshan, beautiful hometown, this beautiful city, beautiful seasons!
Beautiful sea
I have a wish since I was a child, that is, to see the sea and understand it. This summer vacation, my wish finally came true.
One day, my father took me to Huidong Pinghai. I ran to the beach as soon as I got off the bus. The beach is crowded with people and very lively. Ah, what a beautiful and vast sea, endless. Snow-white spray, deep blue sea water and light gray beach seem to bring us into the ethereal world. The deep blue sea water and the blue sky form a sea and sky, a blue world, and it is almost impossible to tell which is the sky and which is the sea. Flying seagulls, sometimes flapping their wings to fly high, sometimes sweeping the beach low, and sometimes making a few clear calls, as if welcoming tourists. There are several fishing boats on the distant sea, moving slowly. I walked to the beach and listened. There is a powerful "Hua La" sound in the noisy voice, as if millions of people applauded at the same time. So this is the sound of Haitao. Looking up, I saw a blue-green ribbon with white edges rolled angrily to the beach. As soon as it rushed forward, it stirred up a thousand waves and rolled up wild waves, like thousands of troops coming from Ma Benteng. When the tide is approaching the shore, it is like a group of naughty elves, tumbling and rushing to the shore, making a brushing sound and rushing to the beach. Slowly, the waves gradually receded, and the excited sea was calm again. There is another huge wave rushing to the shore in the distance, so I feel a magnificent beauty.
I'm tired of playing, lying on the soft beach, listening to the rhythmic sound of the waves, listening to Yue Xian, I'm crazy! Looking up, the blue sea and blue sky make people feel that the color of jade is too light and the color of gemstones is too deep. I enjoy this blue world to the fullest! Oh, no, this is blue that no painter can adjust.
Seeing the endless and magnificent sea, I can't help but admire: "The sea is so beautiful!" " "
Beautiful sea, golden time
In the intense study at school, I am most willing to go to the seaside for language practice. On June 3rd, that trip to the seaside left a deep impression on me.
The sea always gives people endless reverie. The waves hit the beach again and again, and a refreshing blue came into view. Looking around, there are several boats on the calm sea, connected with the sky, and the sea breeze blows gently, blowing hair and young hearts. The sea seems to be a mother, which makes people attached. How warm it is in mother's arms. I was attracted by this scene. On this day, the sun was warm, and many old people basked in the sun leisurely. After the teacher announced the dissolution, Amy and I went to talk to two grandmothers. They look very kind and kind. Being a little nervous, I suddenly said to them, "Hello! Can I talk to you? " They immediately said, "Yes, of course." In a simple sentence, they began to chat. To my surprise, I introduced to them that we are from China. They are very grateful that we came here to study English. When I asked you what you thought of China? They said, "China is very big and has a long history. Although Britain is richer than China, China is also an important country in the world. We introduced her to the Great Wall and the Summer Palace. They were very happy, but I was a little nervous when I said it, but I was driven by a belief in my heart: do your best, do your best, and the old people listened patiently. And correct our pronunciation. When they said a word, they didn't understand what it meant, such as monotony, so I asked, "What does this word mean?" They explained, "It's boring. I understood at once, and immediately took out my notebook and wrote down these new words. And we can all understand what the two old people say, and the more we speak, the more fluent we become. At first I stuttered, but now I have confidence. When we talked about Britain, we talked about our feelings and had a good time ... Finally, we gave two old people handkerchiefs printed with the national treasure panda, and they were even happier. They said that if given the chance, they would definitely go to China, which is a beautiful place. I really hope they can go to China and "welcome to China".
Time flies and it's time to get together again. However, at this moment, I thought of the old man and the sea. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the beach, and the two old people left a bunch of laughter on the beach to chat with us. We should go back, goodbye, sea, goodbye! Two old people! I will come again. I miss the beautiful sea and prime time.
Beautiful landscapes are my lovely hometown, and beautiful girls are my dreams.
The bird flies in the sky because he has grown up and left his hometown to find his ideal.
At that time, the sky was blue. When I was young, my friends and I stood under the blue sky.
I said loudly, I want to grow up quickly, want to know, and want to do many things.