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The rivers on the prairie have two characteristics of wildness and tranquility. Every time after the heavy rain, the mountain torrents burst into the Xionghe River. Suddenly, it was like a group of crazy yellow horses. Thousands of flying hooves hit the sound of the rumble, and rushed to the Jasper Lake with unstoppable momentum. However, if it is sunny for two days, the flood will immediately subside, and the grass will be like a sponge to absorb the dirt, showing a clear blue. The flowing water on the shoal is like a white jade, revealing a pale yellow or light green underwater pebbles. Every 100 meters, there is a turquoise water pool washed by the rapids. Looking from afar, the Xionghe is decorated with silver-colored gemstones.

When the earth just woke up from the morning of thinness, in the solemn and cool fruit garden, there was a clear laughter. The joy of the bird has been retreated to other corners. Some small beetles that love to fly in the morning breeze are even more uneasy. The thick leaves squirmed on the stretched branches, but they couldn't hide the fruit. I can see the occasional flash of dew in the bush, just like the shining stars in the foggy night. And a layer of hair on the red peel, or a thin layer of cream, is more soft and moist. Yunxia rose, and through the golden glow of the heavy green leaves, the forest reflected the transparent lavender, pale yellow thin light.

After eight kilometers of the Qutang Gorge, the misty clouds suddenly disappeared. A blue sky was floating on the top of the gorge, and a few small golden clouds floated. The sun shone like a lightning bolt on the left cliff. A white cloud on the right peak is shining like a silver pattern, but the sun has not yet come. At this time, far ahead, countless layers of rafts, in the misty clouds, suddenly a red mist appeared. You see, the purple mountain peaks set off this fog, which is so beautiful. Just like the flash of red gems reflected in the deep valley, it seems to have entered the mythical realm. At this time, you look at the river, it is also colorful: two sides of the giant rock, reflection like ink; the middle of the twists and turns, but like a flashing road, surrounded by shattered waves; near the mountains, green as jade. The time passed by minute and minute, and the red fog in front was redder and brighter. As the boat approached, it gradually became clear that there was a peak pavilion standing in the red mist, and gradually saw that the red fog turned out to be a strong sunshine. At 8:20, we came to this sunny golden sun.

It was not until sunrise, and the sky was a little bright; it was a wonderful moment. In the deep white sky, there are still a few stars scattered, the ground is dark, the sky is all white, the weeds are shaking slightly, and they are shrouded in the mysterious thinness. A skylark, as if it were with the stars, sang in the high sky, and the silhouette of the sky seemed to hold his breath to listen to the song that the little life sang for the boundless universe. In the east, Mount Grasse reflects the darkness of the bronzed sky, showing its shadow; the dazzling white star is hanging on the top of this hill, as if it is a soul flying from this dark mountain field.

Thank you for admiring this beautiful sentence article, more classic excerpts, please pay attention: beautiful sentences excerpt 100 words good words excerpts Daquan look at their dreams one by one is also an experience, a growing experience, because I always believe in me There will be new dreams. I don't want bubbles, even though it is flying with my dreams, but what I want is a pair of straight wings, a pair of wings that can fly with my dreams in the endless sky, because I know that there is only one pair. Strong wings will allow me to fly higher and farther, so that I can fly better. I once hoped that dreams could be realized in a flash, but I gradually realized that dreams can not be "made" in a flash. Dreams are slowly woven with their own hearts. They are watered with their own sweat. Use your perseverance to support.

There are so many waters in the Lancang River, filled with riverbeds, and there are occasional raindrops jumping into the water from time to time. The rivers are so clear that although there is no direct sunlight, you can also see the pebbles at the bottom of the river. From time to time, there are a few naughty little fish swimming around; the river is so quiet, it seems as if you can hear her whispering in your ear, occasionally the breeze drifts, the crisp water sounds like a little girl in the light Song; the river is so soft, so soft that people can't help but want to touch, but can't bear to wrinkle her. The waves that the breeze swept, like the skirt of the pavilion's dancing girl, she was so soft and so beautiful.

Is the winter fog in London really defending this ancient city in advance? Get up in the morning, take a roll of the blanket and hold it in the pile with the straw mat. When I went upstairs, I felt very cold. Use a wooden stick to open the black curtain on the window, and there is a fascinating fog outside. Not only did it not have the steeple of the Eaton Road Church in the back street, but even the pear trees in the back garden were faintly left with a shadow. When I was worried, a scent, a sway, our raccoon cat sat on the back of the sofa. It gave me a glance at the ground, and it shrank four legs and smashed it like a belly-bell vase, and it came out to the fog. The horn of the car came from the dense fog, sometimes short and sometimes melodious. ......

There is no such thing as a "white-headed life and death", but it also makes "the sunset is silent"; there is no such thing as "the wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and the willingness to be a branch in the earth", but it is also "everyday and forever, the blood is connected." The period of time is eternal; there is no such thing as "the double willow tree in front of the door, the branches and leaves are not separated", but there is a silent wish of "I hope that people will last forever, a thousand miles together"... The falling snowflake belt will not solidify The memory, the dignity that passes through time and space enters the years that will not go old, the bud-like silence waits, the sunset is reluctant, in the vision of the heart, in the depths of the soul reflects two words. - "family".

Thank you for admiring this beautiful sentence article, more classic excerpts, please pay attention: beautiful sentences excerpt 100 words good words excerpts off the whole day is near dusk, the sun slowly drilled into the thin clouds, turned into a red The ball. The west side of the sky appeared more red than the fat doll's face but also delicate pink. The sun is the most red around, so red is so charming. The red spread all over the place, spreading half the sky, and the layer gradually faded down until it turned gray. The sky is filled with soft, transparent, clear, tidal air. The setting sun seems to roll in the golden red glow, and then sink behind the dark horizon. The red fireball gilded and smashed two or three hot sparks, so the faint silhouette of the distant forest suddenly emerged with continuous light blue lines.

A white cold fog shrouded the high red brick walls of the arsenal and the large road outside the brick wall, covering the vast airport opposite the arsenal of the aviation factory; surrounded by the ancient tower at the end of the city street. ...... This heavy cold fog, from the morning chimney of the factory, the whistle that urges the workers to work, the bicycle flow, the flow of people, the sound of the car and the footsteps of the chowder, when they flow into the gate of the arsenal, they start to look like a thick smoke. It’s like a landfall, and it’s almost a small one. It’s not a little dissipated. The sun from the chaotic, frozen clouds, just revealing a round face with a halo, quickly disappeared. The sky is filled with jade-like clear snow, sharp and chilly skin, bare ears, cheeks, fingers and toes at the toes of worn-out cotton shoes are frozen like cat bites. "Good cold wax seven, Laba, freeze the chin's number of nine cold days!"...

It’s time for the phoenix to bloom. I’m a little bit tempted by my heart. I don’t know how to talk about it. From the first grade to the sixth grade, I spent a total of six years in school. When I was in grades one or two, I often sat in the classroom, not I know what to do, but in the third grade, I began to familiarize myself with every place in the school. In the fifth grade, as a senior student of the school, I must set an example. From the third grade to the fifth grade, I’m looking at the seniors’ graduates. For us to graduate, we will experience the feeling of the seniors at the time. When we graduate, we will begin to enter another stage and accept different tests. We hope to be able to read the same school and the same class with our friends.

Chasing dreams and finding the fragrance of dreams. I remember someone saying this: "The synonym of dreams is 'falling, frustration, hope and success." And in the process of chasing dreams, this kind of motivation is also needed. Don't be embarrassed, don't be sad, and a firm belief will shoot through your dreams and shine on people's hearts. It will make people feel the fragrance of their dreams all the time; it will make people feel happy and warm all the time; it will make people feel that only paying will be rewarded; it will make people feel that the seeds of hope will not grow naturally. Only when people use their hands to cultivate it will it take root, sprout, bloom, and produce results.

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