Night rhyme

Night rhyme

Let us listen quietly, watch quietly, and taste quietly.

Spring night

It rained. She stroked the grass, the flowers, the trees, and the soil, giving them moisture and sweetness. On the quiet street, there are only a few umbrellas that are sparsely pulled, the lights are still bright, and the naughty raindrops linger on the ground, adding a lot of fun to the deserted streets.

The rain stopped, the clouds sank, the moon shy away from the clouds, and the silver glow sprinkled the earth. Everything absorbed the baptism of the spring rain at this moment, all of them woke up, and then enjoyed the moon. When the wind blows, the lake is microwaved, the reflection in the water becomes twisted and twisted, it completely deforms, the wind goes away, the moonlight becomes brighter, and the reflection in the water becomes rounder, which adds to the quiet night. A bit of poetry.

Summer night

Sitting in the summer courtyard, looking up, full of sparkling stars, seems to be rubbing my eyes. Look, aren't the seven buckets like the Big Dipper? In my mind, the various constellations that the teacher said are constantly emerging. The stars in the sky are not recognized, and they can only look at the attitude of watching. Looking at the sky-covered sky, I feel like I am in the Milky Way, enjoying the quiet and comfortable time, so uncomfortable! Suddenly, a burst of white light flashed from behind the clouds, and I didn’t know what it was. I gave it a clever name for the “Glory of the Clouds”.

In the grass, the fireflies carrying his little lanterns illuminate the way home for the lost animals; adding a touch of light to the insects' concerts, burning the atmosphere of the concert, adding a touch of romance to the scenery . I walked in the path, the breeze blew me, and the coolness was mixed with warmth, which made people feel refreshed and refreshed.

Autumn night

The autumn wind rustled, I wrapped the windbreaker tightly to prevent the ruthless autumn wind from drilling through the slits. I walked around, and from time to time I heard the farmer’s uncle savoring the results of his sowing during the dinner. The applause of the mouth was “very delicious”, which evoked my comfort and I swallowed a sip of water. Can only be discouraged, just burying his head and continuing to walk. Passing through the grass, I heard the sound of the cymbal, and it was a big ensemble. It was wonderful. I couldn’t help but stop, sitting on a big rock and looking up at the sky. Only a few stars, the moon was round and bright, which made I think of a poem:

I don’t know the moon,

Called as a white jade plate.

Also suspected Yaotai mirror,

Fly in the blue cloud.

Winter night

The snow is flying, the sky seems to be giving the snow a space to dance, let them fly freely.

The "flying" of the end is over. Compared with the previous "moving", the snow that is quietly laid in the night seems to have a taste. They are not as dazzling as the daytime, but they are covered with a sly night coat. It is extraordinarily charming and enchanting. Looking around, it is all traces of snow! A bunch of white flowers on the branches, with a light touch, the light and small "petals" fall down like a white powder, not thick and not as wide as feathers. A thick layer on the roof was built there, like wearing a white hat on such a monotonous and boring house.

The rain of the spring night, the stars of the summer night, the moon of the autumn night, the snow of the winter night, I can't help but admire, the charm of nature is really beautiful, this is the charm of the night, the uniqueness of the night, the charm of the night!

Second day: Yu Min