Look for some short, beautiful passages and their imitations

Life is a path that winds through the mountains, bumpy and steep on the side. If you fall, cry if you want to cry, what are you afraid of, don't want to pretend! This is straightforwardness, not weakness, because crying does not affect the hurry, but can add a little caution.

The mountains are full of flowers, the scenery is pleasant, if you are intoxicated, you can laugh if you want to, don't pretend to be reserved! This is straightforwardness, not pride, because laughing once does not affect the hurry, but can increase confidence.

Family affection is the blooming orchid next to the stream, wanton drifting, drunk wind and moon The heart is warm, drunk is drunk, what is this, instinctive, and not ridiculous, because there is no loss in expressing gratitude to the family, but it makes the stream more delicate and the water flows for a long time

The so-called pessimism, for example, is like a faucet that has just broken a little, and the stomach is very full, but it "ticks, ticks" and cries non-stop. The so-called pessimism, for example, is like the weeping willow on the riverbank, with a very pretty body, but always bowing his head in frustration. The so-called pessimism, for example, is like sunglasses on the bridge of the nose, no matter how much light there is in front of you, it will all turn into darkness.

The so-called pessimism, for example, is like a dark cloud in the sky, which is bordered by a layer of gold by the sun, but he still thinks he is too dark and wants to cry a storm. The so-called bravery, for example, is like a waterfall on a mountain, which has run to the edge of a cliff, but still rushes forward. The so-called bravery, for example, is like a moth around an electric light, the brighter the light, the more violently it hits.

The so-called persistence, for example, is like a moth with broken wings, even the action is extremely difficult, but it does not give up the effort to fly. The so-called regret, for example, is like a monkey breaking bread grain, there is a lot of food, but it is always the same as if it is lost.

The bright moonlight decorates the night sky of spring, and also decorates the earth. The night sky is like an endless transparent sea, quiet, vast, and mysterious. The dense stars, like small sparks rippling in the sea, shimmer and shimmer, dancing with tiny points of light.

Fields, villages, trees, in quiet sleep, draped in silver veil. The mountains, faintly, like clouds and islands on the sea, seem to be in order to summon the ships that sail at night, and from time to time they shine a little bit or two of red fire.

The bright moon, which is not yet round, gradually rises high into the sky. A transparent gray cloud, faintly obscuring the moonlight, on the field, as if a light smoke was caged, strands of detachment, like falling into a dream. After the evening clouds drifted by, the smoke and fog on the fields dissipated, and the clear light like water washed the soft autumn night.

On this night, there was not even a trace of clouds, and the sky was transparent and translucent. The moon is like a newly-married daughter-in-law, who has just risen from the eastern sky, and then hides in the leaves of the trees in shame. The dense poplar leaves, like a stream of water, rustled and rustled day and night, flowing calmly and loudly in places that people could not see.

The clouds moved slowly, and the full moon, which had been engulfed for a long time, jumped out at once, like a golden disc that had just come out of the furnace, brilliant and dazzling, illuminating the whole earth, and the frogs on the lotus leaves, the grasshoppers in the grass, and the birds on the branches of the trees, all awoke by the sudden light, cheering, jumping, and singing loudly.

Bees show us the way. Small fish swim leisurely in the water. As soon as the wind blows, the trees dance.

Wonderland Hu Bingyan.

The safflower and green grass are planted all over the garden, and the wind sends flowers and butterflies.

The winding path is quiet and elegant, and the body is happy to race immortals.

1. Original sentence: True love is a ray of sunshine, to people.

Bring the warmth of the spring breeze.

Imitation: True love is a sun that brings light to people.

2. Original sentence: The sun in the sky is fiery red, like a big fireball burning in the sky.

Imitation: The fifteenth moon hangs in the sky like a round plate.

3. Original sentence: Although he has good grades, he still has to learn.

Imitation: It's a dream, but I'm going to make it come true!

There are only so many of them at the moment. Too lazy to post.