Autumn wind is still a naughty child. She came to the road and blew the leaves on the tree. When she saw the leaves dancing like golden butterflies, she skipped away.
Third, because the houses on the roadside block some of the sunshine on the road, there will always be a short shadow on the road, then there will be sunshine and then there will be a shadow. The road under my feet gradually came to an end in my paranoia.
There are often horns and cars on the road. Although the weather is very hot, there are still many cars shuttling back and forth on the road and many people walking on the zebra crossing. There is air conditioning in the car, which makes it hotter outside and makes people feel very irritable and lifeless.
On the wide road, all kinds of cars shuttle back and forth like a colorful river.
6. Although the tree-lined path in our school is not as wide as the main road in the city; Not as beautiful as asphalt; Not as romantic as the winding mountain road in the mountains. However, the tree-lined path brings us fun and surprises. And that unforgettable childhood.
Seven, the angel of the night quietly came to the world and put black veil on the earth. The street lamp on the road immediately lit up, like a bright moon, illuminating the earth. The air is hot and stuffy, and the branches and leaves of trees are still. In my yard, there are three or five people enjoying the cool.
On the way, the snow covered the sidewalk with a white quilt, and people left a series of footprints on the quilt. Snow coats the trees with white, which makes them more powerful.
A string of bright lights on the road is like a flashing river.
10. In the afternoon, the hot dust on the roads in Beiping in summer stagnates like fog.
Eleven, the city's roads are still like criss-crossing rivers, traffic lights are floating on the water; The sound of the horn is the noise of the waves, and the smiling face is like a spray.
Twelve, civilization does not spit and litter; Civilization is to stop at a red light when crossing the road; Civilization is to give seats to the elderly and children on the bus; Civilization is not swearing, fighting or swearing; Civilization is listening to the teacher carefully; Civilization is a good habit. But there are also many uncivilized phenomena around us. Let's take a look at the following phenomena. Are you among them?
The spring breeze in March gradually came to the road, blowing the trees green and blowing them up; Blow bright flowers; Blow the grass greener; Grandpa and grandma went to the street to enjoy the beautiful scenery and enjoy the warmth brought by the spring breeze in March.
Fourteen or ten years later, I saw wide roads and Mercedes-Benz cars. I see towering buildings and hardworking people; I saw the strength of my motherland and my beautiful hometown.
15. Although the grass is small, it has tenacious vitality. He can see tenacious grass everywhere by the river, by the roadside and even on the rocks. Isn't the tenacity of grass worth learning?
Sixteen, cicadas on the trees on both sides of the road, squeaking, make people feel a little agitated in anxiety.
On the road in the rain, people walked slowly with umbrellas. That umbrella is colorful and changeable, just like a beautiful "big flower" floating around in the rain, very beautiful. This is not, looking down from a height, I really feel that the flowers are blooming!
The opportunity is extremely rare, but he has three conditions for success, that is, "legs that can run like a deer, leisure time to stroll the streets, and patience like Jews." Balzac.
Nineteen, the golden moon hangs in the dark sky, and it is much brighter around. On the street, the bright lights turn on slowly, and people walk on the street in summer, like small fish swimming around in a small pond. On the road, the car ran fast, like a rabbit running in the arms of Mother Earth.
20. Lei Gong doesn't seem to like this boring world. It was angry and shook the earth with a deafening roar, accompanied by deafening thunder and dazzling lightning. After a while, "dadada", the raindrops as big as beans fell quickly. It knocked on the asphalt road, knocked on the glass window and splashed white fog.
Twenty-one, the beautiful quicksand river, you are like a camera, taking all the beautiful scenery on both sides. Towering buildings, wide roads, children's frolicking, and the happy laughter of the elderly. The scenery on both sides of the strait is changing, and the pictures in the water are also changing, becoming more and more beautiful.
22. Looking up at the foot of Dapeng Mountain, the mountains are connected with each other, which seems endless. The trees on the mountain are lush, just like a flawless jade. The trees on the mountain cover the long road and the resort on the mountain.
After a heavy snow, the crops on the ground of the house look like a layer of silver clothes. When the wind blows, the snow flutters. The road stretches into the distance like a jade belt. The deciduous branches are covered with hairy silver bars. The evergreen pine and cypress trees in winter and summer are covered with hairy snowballs. The earth looks like a blanket.
I love that ordinary alley. I am familiar with every corner, every blue brick and every crack. Colorful lights shine on the road, like a string of beautiful pearls, and passers-by seem to be covered with beautiful colorful clothes.
Twenty-five, the willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned. Can't breathe. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.
Looking around, the mountains connected by things become colorful, and the sea and sky in the south are spectacular. The tall buildings at the foot of the northern mountain are no longer so tall, and the roads extending in all directions have become thin "blood vessels". Cars are like slow-moving blood. It's really the feeling of standing on a high place looking at the distance and being close at hand.
Many poplars stand neatly on campus like street trees on the way to school. Since I was on duty to clean the way to school, I deeply felt that the leaves of poplars left a good impression on me in the process of picking up fallen leaves.
Twenty-eight, it's quiet outside, as if only snowflakes are falling gently, and a good play is being staged, which really looks like a silver kingdom made of pink jade. The road is like a thick carpet. It creaks when you step on it, leaving a series of deep footprints. The world covered with snow and ice is particularly enchanting.
Twenty-nine, winter morning, get up early every day, the moonlight is still hazy, and the whole city is still brewing, so I get up and do morning exercises. Sometimes, a fog runs in the air and on the road, just like being in a fairyland.
Thirty years old, and still a clever little rabbit. Once, I drew an artificial road and a public place on the ground with chalk, and then lured it out for a walk with some food. I didn't expect it to turn slowly back to its nest like an old horse knows its way.