A sentence describing the sun, a beautiful sentence describing the sunrise in Japan

1The sky is full of red clouds, the sea is full of golden waves, and the red sun is like a furnace of boiling molten steel, spewing out, and the golden light is dazzling.

2In the morning, the sun showed half of her face like a new daughter-in-law who had just gone out.

3And when the sun had set, its extraordinarily strong light spewed out from the treetops, dyeing the white clouds bloody, and the green hills bloody.

4The sun slowly passed through the clouds, revealing her already swollen and red face, like a shy little girl looking at the earth.

5Bright sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, through the morning fog, and sprinkles the campus one by one.

6The sun was lower, and it was as red as blood, and there was a wide wave of light on the water, which stretched from the edge of the ocean to the edge of the boat.

7The sky was dyed blood-red by the setting sun, and the peach-colored clouds were reflected on the flowing water, and the whole surface of the river turned purple, and the sky seemed to be on fire.

8In the spring, when the sun is warm, it stretches out its warm hand, and rubs it all over the body.

9 gusts of spring breeze blow away the clouds and mist, and the sun happily shows a smiling face, sprinkling warmth and brilliance on the surface of the lake.

10The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and the red light shot like a rocket to the ground, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame of the oil when it was boiling.

11 He did not dare to look up at the sun, but felt that everywhere it was dazzling, and the sky, the roof, and the ground were all white and bright, and the white was a little red, and from top to bottom the whole thing was like a great mirror of fire, each of which was the focal point of the mirror of fire, as if everything was about to burn.

12 In late autumn, the sun hung lazily in the sky, like an old man dozing off with a smiling face.

13The sun in late autumn is like an orange-red lampshade, radiating a soft light, shining on the body and face, warm.

14When the sun reaches autumn, it casts all its rays upon the earth. Lo and behold, the fields are golden, the fields are golden, and the mountains are golden.

A whole bunch of questions came to my mind: Who created such a beautiful view and such a perfect garden? Why?

Why in such a place? In this middle of nowhere? How was this garden built?

Walking into the center of the garden, there was a cottage, and we saw a line that said: I know what you want, this is for you.

The first is: a woman – two hands, two feet and a little thought. The second is: a little bit of time. The third: started in 1958.

On the way home, I was silent. I was so shocked by what I had just seen that I could barely speak. "She changed the world.

Finally, I said, "She started almost 40 years ago and has been doing a little bit a day for all these years. Because of her hard work every day, the world will be beautiful forever. Imagine if I had an idea in mind, I had worked it, and I only needed to do a little bit every day every year in the past, what kind of goal would I be able to achieve now?

My daughter, Caroline, watched from my side and smiled, "Let's start tomorrow." Of course, it's best to start today. ”□

Day by day, day by day, year after year.

Sunrise over the sea. Ba jin.

In order to watch the sunrise, I often wake up early. It was not yet dawn, and it was quiet all around, except for the sound of the machines in the boat.

The sky was still a light blue, very shallow, very shallow. In the blink of an eye, a red glow appeared where the sky and water met. The range of the red glow slowly expands, getting brighter and brighter. I knew that the sun was about to rise from the horizon, so I looked at it intently.

Sure enough, after a while, the small half of Yamaga's face of the sun appeared there, and it was very red, but there was no light. As if carrying some burden, the sun slowly rose upward, one vertically and one vertically. In the end, it finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely, and the color was so lovely red.

In an instant, the crimson round thing shone with a dazzling light, making people's eyes hurt. The clouds next to it suddenly shone brightly.

Sometimes the sun hides in the clouds. The sunlight shines directly through the cracks in the clouds to the surface of the water, and it is difficult to distinguish **is water, **is the sky, and only a brilliant light is seen.

Sometimes there are black clouds in the sky, and the clouds are still very thick. The sun rises and man cannot see it. Its light edged the black clouds with a glossy golden edge.

Later, the sun slowly came out of the encirclement and appeared in the sky, dyeing the clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds, and seawater, but also myself became light.

Isn't that a great spectacle?

The days faltered, like a lonely old man in silence and silence, and the time was so long that it was bottomless. I don't know where my ideals came from, and I don't know where I'm going. Looking at the young years, the white horse flutters in the gap with the banner of youth.

Red cherries, green plantains, the days never stingy and rushed. "Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle", "an inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of gold and a socks are yin" The words of the Chinese teacher are like a blink of an eye, and I am already tired of these words. Anne once said that only pain can make a sail through a sail and cut eternity.

Am I in pain? (Yang Daxia).

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil;

Li Shangyin felt unwell at night and drove to the ancient plain.

The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk.

Li Bai Lefu sunrise into the line.

The sunrise in the eastern Kuma seems to come from the ground. The days go into the sea again, and the six dragons are in peace.

Its beginning and end are endless, and people are not energetic and have to linger with it for a long time. The grass does not thank the spring breeze, and the wood does not complain about the autumn. Whoever spurs the four fortunes, everything is natural. Xi and Xi.