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On a dark and windy night in a month, there were two Chongqing people from China dressed in couple costumes, a....(I'll write to you later).

It was not yet sunrise, and the sky was a little overcast; It was a wonderful moment. In the deep and pale sky, there were still a few stars scattered, the ground was pitch black, the sky was completely white, the weeds were trembling slightly, and everywhere was shrouded in mysterious light. A lark, as if united with the stars, sings in the sky, and the sky seems to be holding its breath to listen to the ode to the boundless universe.

In the east, the Grasse Col reflects the bronze-colored horizon, revealing its dark shadows; The dazzling Taibai Star was hanging on the top of this hill, as if it was a soul flying out of this dark mountain field. The dawn gradually showed the colors of purple, blue, and green. The rising sun reveals its first rays.

I've never seen this bright red so red; I've never seen this bright red so fresh. In an instant, the fireball soared into the air; The gaze is covered with colorful clouds. Light and shadow are ever-changing; Hundreds of pillars of light shot down from space.

When the earth has just woken up from the light of the morning, there is a clear laughter wafting in the solemn and cool orchard. The joy of the birds had subsided to some other corners. Some of the little beetles that love to fly around in the morning breeze are even more restless to run around.

The thick leaves wriggled slightly on the outstretched branches, but they could not hide the fruit. You could see the occasional glittering dew in the bushes, like stars shining in a misty night. And a layer of hairs on those red peels, or a layer.

Thin frost, it will appear softer and moister. The clouds rose, and through the gaps in the green leaves, a little golden glow shone through the trees, and wisps of transparent lilac and pale yellow light reflected in the forest.

After walking through the mossy stone slabs, I stepped over a crooked hedge, and pushed open the creaking slab door, and there was a window inlaid with ancient brick walls. The window paper is long gone, and only the horizontal and vertical panes are covered with long and short red silk ropes. The red silk rope swayed helplessly in the wind, like someone complaining, and like a faint sad ...... that could not be blown away

The evening breeze blows through the most ripples on the river, and the sunset puts away its last afterglow and autumn frost eyes send the last returning geese. We stood silently, our eyes wandering off the door of memory. When many, many have passed away, when many, many have withered, we can at least say to ourselves:

Don't be sad, I've experienced that feeling, though only once. ”

The stars are shining brightly, and the wind is gentle. With the sky as the curtain and the earth as the seat, I sat on the ground like this, enjoying the freshness of the summer night, listening to a pool of frogs chirping and insects, and looking at the night sky full of stars. The sky was not pure black, but a vast deep blue in the black, stretching into the distance, into the distance.

My gaze wanted to pierce through the darkness, to find out what was at the end of the sky. Looking up at the starry sky, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still brilliant, and the frogs and insects in the fields are playing beautiful music. The moon is bright, the stars are scarce, because the brightness of the moon will cover the starlight that is not very conspicuous nearby, so there has been an idiom since ancient times.

Therefore, in this description, the stars and the moon are beautiful and beautiful, but they are not very realistic. The tired moon hid in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars as if to keep watch. At night, the evening breeze blows lightly, gently blowing the curtains, the bright moon in the starry sky is very dazzling, and the seemingly small stars are also inlaid beside it.

On such a night, you can stop thinking about those sad and troublesome things for a while, and you can quietly enjoy tea or coffee while watching the night sky.

One morning in March, I carried my camera on my back, stepped on the thin morning mist, and faced the morning breeze to the bank of the Qu River, eager to capture a beautiful spring morning.

A glow from the east, shining with golden light, swayed across the river and painted the mountains on the opposite side clearly. At this time, in addition to the crisp birdsong, it is the gurgling canal water lapping on the embankment, playing a beautiful morning song, and suddenly a faint fragrance wafts with the wind, shaking people's hearts. I couldn't help but look at the hills on both sides of the canal river, piled up and pieced, like the morning glow, like flames ......Oh!

It is the spring breeze that blows the peach blossoms.

In March, it is the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. At this time, in addition to the goose yellow and delicate grass, dotted with stars, occasionally appearing under the roadside dam, it is the peach blossoms that are adorned with ridges and laughing all over the hills.

Walk back in my hometown and walk in the moss, right? Stepping over a crooked fence, the sky was blue and the rain had just ended, the air was fresh, and the wooden door was pushed open. A cool breeze carried the smell of earth, and the gray stickers on the windows turned from red to white. I can't tell what it was cut.

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The beautiful scenery of the summer night The weeping willow waved her hand softly, sending away the reluctant sunset, but the earth was still like being wrapped in a steamer, and it was non-stop when you knew it; The sky is already ready for the birth of the first star; The last of the rainbow faded quietly in the sky; The breeze whispered back and forth in everyone's ears, announcing the arrival of the summer night. When night fell, I carried a small bench to the roof with my father and mother to enjoy the shade, but there was no coolness at all, and the sound of insects composed a hymn to the summer night. I fanned my fan while enjoying the beauty of the summer night.

How beautiful the starry sky is on a summer night!

As soon as you walk into the backyard, the first thing that catches your eye is this trellis, which has it.

Two or three meters high, the thin and smooth rattan coiled on the shelf, and a few of them were quietly sent out of the wall. The grape trellis is covered with green leaves, densely layered, like a large green umbrella. Between the green leaves, small grapes that look like emerald ones hang on the shelves, like small pagodas hanging upside down.

In the morning, the leaves of the grapes are covered with crystal clear dewdrops, which sparkle in the light of the sun, like pearls rolling around, which is very lovely. By noon, the sun was scorching, but it was cool under the grape trellises, and the dense foliage shaded the sky and created a green shade.