Good words and good sentences

Good word excerpt:

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Good sentence:

1, ah, finally arrived at the dam. The dam was not as tall as I thought, and we ran down the narrow concrete road to the top of the dam. Looking into the distance, our front, the endless water surface, is really like a mirror! Look at the water-grass raised in the water surface, like a small island, it can be said: look at the Dongting mountains and waters, a silver snail in the silver plate.

2, of course, along with Qishan is different water. However, the water of the Lijiang River seems to be a girl who is squirting, but it is a dark green; time is silent green; time is arrogant green; sometimes it is lively light green... smoke and rain is the nature The beautiful picture created, the gauze enveloped its gentle, clear. The drizzle is dotted on the water, nature sings the natural melody, the clouds give the towering peaks a thin layer of gauze, and the water of the Lijiang River is a small monkey child.

3, after a while, people are all gone, it is time to go. When we got on the bus, I leaned against the window and looked at the scene of "vibrant" outside: the pedestrians on the road opened colorful umbrellas, adding a bit of mystery to the boring rainy days. The beautiful umbrellas are like a big yurt. They are located at the entrance of the school. People often turn the umbrella several times at a time. The water beads originally embedded in the umbrella flew away in a circle.

4. From a rugged road to a wide and flat road, from a flat road to the current highway. The roads now extend in all directions and lead to all parts of the country. From huts to high-rise buildings, from uninhabited places to prosperous cities. All these reforms are enough to see how great our Zhanjiang is and how fast it is.

5, Huangshan's peaks towering, Huangshan's stone strange shape, Huangshan's pine straight and lush, Huangshan's fog mysterious, this time I fully felt the mysterious and strange of Huangshan, I am proud of seeing these beautiful scenery!

6, in the middle of the sky, a bright moon hanging high, Huang Chengcheng like a bronze mirror, sometimes mixed with dark red, the light is also pale yellow, through the dense trees sprinkled, reflected a black and white on the ground Ink painting. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves suddenly trembled, and the shadows on the ground were erratic. At first glance, I saw a group of black and white dancing.

7. The autumn girl came to the orchard. She painted the orange with yellow hydrating powder. The orange was ripe. It was hung on the tree like a small lantern and followed the path of the small butterfly. She changed the pomegranate to red. The shawl, the pomegranate excites the belly, revealing the crystal-clear pomegranate seeds, which makes people covet. She gives the pears a golden dress, and the pears quickly put on the new clothes and hang on the branches. Avatar one by one gilt-----

8. The autumn girl came to the woods and told the leaves the baby, your tree mother is going to winter, come down! The leaves of the baby refused to come down and wanted to make the last filial piety for their mother. However, they couldn’t hold on, and they still fluttered down like a butterfly that fluttered and a bird that was only injured. Rotate and leave a message of comfort to my mother: We will definitely see you again tomorrow morning. Mom with tears, nodded with a smile, and sighed: Children, you grew up, I hope you have a better life!

9. Autumn is a beautiful season of harvest. I like pink pomegranates; golden rice; flying leaves; autumn chrysanthemums---I like beautiful autumn, I have harvested many in this beautiful autumn! Winter has come, I am looking forward to another harvest season next year.

10. If it grows in the garden, the industrious gardener will surely raise it very rich, produce large and beautiful flowers, and regularly trim the branches to make the flowers look more beautiful. If it grows in the yard, it will be bound by a small, strong rope, and it will not be stretched out to stop the road. In this corner, it has a wind and a meal, and it is raining, raining, sun and rain, but it can grow naturally without being bound, although it can not open gorgeous flowers, although there is no good-looking shape, it can be free, Extend outward. Although it seems to be malnourished, it does open flowers, so open and so strong, so strong!

11. In this strange picture, my heart gradually calmed down. The moonlight falls, like a beautiful piece of music, free to sway, natural and beautiful. In front of me, there were meteors passing by. It turned out that a few fireflies flew over, and they took a fan to pounce the bug! This is not the phrase "silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering firefly"!

12, in the deep blue sky, the bright moon is high. The moonlight penetrated the dark night, expelling the darkness, and even my heart suddenly became clear. A bunch of milky white moonlight illuminates the night, and the whole piece of heaven and earth is covered with a shallow mist like milk, and the air, with a hint of silvery luster, flows slowly.

13, in the late autumn season, the leaves are gone, only the branches of a tree are left, forming a shadow in the moonlight, tiled on the ground, criss-crossed, light and shadow mottled, like a clear and dark sketch, simple and deep, slightly It was a bit depressing, and I was gradually drunk.

14. The darkness of the sky has come down. The sea-viewing promenade has been brightly lit, clustered, and the lights of the pieces extend sequentially from south to north. People come here for a walk in the evening, when they are surrounded by the lights of the stars, surrounded by the lights, shining, blowing the sea breeze from the front, listening to the rising tide of the sea, like a fairy, flying clouds, flying It seems to fly to the moon palace to see the fairy goddess. You said, such a good enjoyment, can they not come? A lamp illuminates people unselfishly, like the jewel of Zhanjiang, the star of the sea promenade.

15, I walked, pleasing to the eye, can not help but be attracted by the small flowers that are blooming in the road. Although it is wildflowers, there is no nobleness of roses, no luxuries of peony, no purity of lilies, but wildflowers are simple, and one flower is integrated into a cluster, and none of them are vying to open up, showing their own beauty. nothing left. It is pure and lovely, so that I have all the love for it. The flowers are not only flourishing but also bright. It looks dazzling in the gray world, like putting a flower dress on the earth. I love wildflowers, but also because of the stubborn and unyielding belief. Whenever and wherever, it stands proudly.

16, Xia Yu is not like the spring rain, "sneak into the night with the wind, moist and fine", and wild like a street boy, singing with a strong rhythm under the cooperation of lightning and thunder "Hey! La la la!! ..." On the big empty stage, playing the drums "Hey! Hey!" Her sweat continued to drip from the clouds during the summer rain! Feeling a bit like the wind, the mountains are raging, the raindrops are flying and strong.

17. A cold wind blew, I couldn't help but shudder. I quickly wrapped my clothes and thought: It is really early this winter, I am not ready yet! I turned my head and looked to the side of the road, ah! Look, the chrysanthemums on the side of the road are blooming! Some of them are ambiguous, like children's smiles; some are slim, like a beautiful princess; some are like a little girl, only showing half of the face; some are like a born Early babies, only flowers, and...

18, the distant car slowly coming to this side, the light shines on the window, a beam of light swells in a circle of halo, beautiful. The first-year friend is painting on the window, and I draw it. I waved my hand and painted the scene at that time. The time passed slowly, and the window was covered with a mist again. The painting was faint, and it was hidden.