Blue sky language

Hutong, 602 class, Guoquan Town Center, Tongxiang City

Instructor Lu Haiquan

Standing quietly in the grass and looking up at the blue sky, I will always find that the sky is alive, because it is regular and colorful, and because of the heavens in nature, life is no longer flat.

The white fishing net of the Oriental Dragonfly is wide open, and the seaside horizon emits a slight light. The sun is like a flowery bone, and gradually spreads its shy face. The crystal water splashes everywhere, and the place where the sun rises leaves a bright golden line that has been lingering in the vast blue sky for a long time. By the cockerel, the sun shouted to the earth: "Get out of bed, little lazy worms, or else when I put up the "fish net", your history today only leaves a bleak opening remark!"

Walking on the winding path, I walked home to walk. The west glowed red, and the sun slowly sank, blocking the red face and quietly throwing it into the embrace of the mountain. The flaming sunset glow painted a colorful picture of the sky. Occasionally, the geese crossed the sky and opened the curtain of the night. After a few tweets, the thoughts left were silent.

The evening glow in the west gradually receded and replaced with a golden round. The bright moonlight illuminates the silent sky. In the meandering Tianhe, there are only a few lonely stars facing the moon. The moon understood, she was looming, as if wearing a veil, giving people a feeling of embarrassment. The stars leaped and flicked, and the lights on the earth flickered. The lights of the houses were ignited one after another, and the neon lights on the roads flashed and fascinated. This is the language of the stars and the lights, for the people who go home in the dark night, illuminate the way forward...

After a while, the moon led the children back to the house, and tomorrow they have to go to the land father to go to school! At this time, the East has a white belly, and the beautiful "Tianjing" appears in the eye.

The sunrise awakens the sleeping people; the sunset makes the family reunite together; and the beautiful starry sky is perhaps a moving lullaby.