Messy, sad, stumbling, appropriate, crystal clear, decadent, hesitant, trivial
My head is sweating and tears are streaming down my face.
Good sentence: 1 Among the layers of leaves, there are some white flowers dotted sporadically, some are blooming gracefully (ni m 4 o, nu ó), and some are patting the flowers shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
2. Thin blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
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4. Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom withered, but it blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
Title: Traces of Wenzhou
Good words: sparse and long, slightly messy, pure, soft, peaceful and exquisite, setting off enchanting, red and lingering traces.
The full moon is hazy, charming and moist, and the wind is close at hand.
Good sentence: "Hook and Bend" with two ears hanging, azurite; The silk thread is a little messy, if it is slightly dragged in the breeze. There is a full moon on the right side of the paper, and a faint green light is sprinkled all over the paper; The purity, softness and tranquility of the moon are like the face of a sleeping beauty. Extending diagonally to the right from the upper end of the curtain is a tangled begonia flower. The flowers and leaves are scattered and scattered up and down, with five clusters of * * *; Whether it's loose or dense, it's exquisite. The leaves are green, as if they can pinch water; Hidden in the moonlight, there is a slight difference between shallow and deep. Flowers are in full bloom, red and flowing; The yellow stamens are vivid and sparkling. I feel particularly charming against the bushes. The branches move obliquely, like a girl's arm.
Yo! Is the hazy moon lonely? Is it a lonely bird? However, how can I bear it?
Song: Good words: ecstasy, greasy, sweet, soft, tired and gorgeous.
silent
Good sentence: You see, it's all in the song. I listen with my ears, eyes, nose, tongue and body; I also sang with my heart. I was finally attacked by a kind of health paralysis, so I have it for this song. From then on, only one person sang the song. Listen, there is only singing in the world.
Light rain secretly washed away their dirt, and their sweet and soft luster sparkled. Under the washed flash, I can see quiet red, cold purple, and white and green with a wry smile, which are hidden deep when there is sunshine.
Qinhuai River in the shadow of the lamp: Good word: Gold powder of the Qing Dynasty, quite pleasing to the eye, soft and greasy, the lamp is wide and bright, and the song is suddenly enlightened all night.
Good sentences: at first glance, the sparse forest and the faint moon are quite like the sight of crossing the river in the blue sky; There, dense and gloomy, seems to be endless darkness: almost unbelievable, it is the bustling Qinhuai River. However, the dim lights in the river, the vertical and horizontal painting boats, the melodious flute rhyme and the squeak of the huqin finally let us know the Qinhuai River, which is as green as old wine.
As soon as the light is on, the darkness becomes heavy: the hazy water surface is like a dream; The occasional flashing light is the eyes of a dream.
The characters under the electric light only feel like ants and don't miss them. This is the last dream; Unfortunately, it is the shortest dream! Darkness came before us again and again, and we saw the dim and swaying lights on the empty boat on the shore. Our dream woke up and we knew we were going ashore; Our hearts are full of disillusionment.
White man-the darling of God: Good word: Mo Sheng lost his mind twice and three times, insulted his heart, hit the nail on the head, and made a clean break.
Good joke: I always think that children should belong to the whole world, not a country, a town or a family. Therefore, I can't tolerate children in China calling westerners "foreign devils". But this teenage white child is trapped in two stereotypes of race and country. He has learned to use the advantages of race and the strength of the country to attack me. This attack is actually a small shadow of many attacks, and his face is printed with a diplomatic history of China. He came to Shanghai for a few days, or for a long time, and his father, parents, husband, father, even the same country, the same species trampled on the pride of the people of China; And his reading materials also add fuel to the fire, in order to strengthen his prestige, let China become useless.
His calmness, his silence, his arbitrariness, and his indomitable spirit are all manifestations of strength, and they are all the strong and the survival of the fittest. Never be a mother-in-law, never stick together, hit the nail on the head and make a clean break. That's why white people are white people. I am really a contradictory person. Anyway, the most important thing for us is to look at ourselves and the children! He is also God's beloved son; This, like the princes of past dynasties, has no seeds!
2. Choose good words, sentences and paragraphs in Zhu Ziqing's prose: it never rains but it pours.
Coming and going, running around, sad.
Wonderful sentence: That winter, grandma died and dad's errand was handed in. It never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father.
I went to Xuzhou to see my father, saw the messy things in the yard, and thought of my grandmother. I can't help crying. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "
To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there.
It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe.
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On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the sky. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is the running water of the veins, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
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Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs! I have nothing. I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem
Wash with milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't be bright.
Photos; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. The moonlight shone through the Woods.
Yes, the bushes in the high places drop mottled shadows, but they seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven.
But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, high and low, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; only
On one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke;
But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. tree
There are still one or two lamps leaking through the gap. What is listless is the sleepy eyes. At this time, the most lively is the cicada in the tree.
And frogs in the water; But it's theirs, and I have nothing.
I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties.
Roughly know. Lotus pickers are teenage girls, swinging boats and singing bright songs. Needless to say, there are not many lotus pickers.
Others watch lotus picking. It was a lively season and a romantic season. Emperor Liang Yuan's "Lotus Picking Fu" put it well.
So the demon boy rowed the boat and said, "Yi Bird" made the first promise meeting and also passed the feather cup; I can move, algae can hang, boats can move and sail. Erqi
Slim waist, slow down; After long summer, in late spring, leaves are tender and flowers are early. I'm afraid of touching the petticoats and laughing, and I'm afraid of leaning over the boat and getting together.
It can be seen that there were wandering scenes at that time. This is really interesting, but unfortunately we are not happy now. So I think of "the west"
Sentences in Zhouqu:
Lotus is picked in autumn in Nantang, and the lotus is over the head; With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake.
If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the top"; You can't just see some shadows of running water. this
I really miss Jiangnan. -thinking like this, I suddenly looked up and felt that it was my own door; Gently push the door in,
There was no sound and my wife slept for a long time.
3. choose good words, sentences and paragraphs in Zhu ziqing's prose > good words: in his later years, melancholy and trivial misfortune never rains but pours. Walking around, breaking my heart. Wonderful sentence: That winter, grandma died and dad's errand was handed in. It never rains but it pours I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father.
I went to Xuzhou to see my father, saw the messy things in the yard, and thought of my grandmother. I can't help crying. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up again.
Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe.
Moonlight on the Lotus Pond is on the winding lotus pond, and I am looking forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt.
Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some bloom shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the sky. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks.
Below the leaves is the running water of the veins, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind. Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower.
A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves.
The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. The lotus pond is far and near on all sides, high and low are trees, and willow is the most.
These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke.
There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy.
At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs! I have nothing. I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus.
Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties. You can get a rough idea from this poem. Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower.
A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the treetops, and the bushes in the high places cast uneven and mottled shadows, but they seem to be painted on lotus leaves.
The moonlight in the pond is uneven, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, high and low, and willows are the most.
These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke.
There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy.
At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But it's theirs, and I have nothing. I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus.
Lotus picking is an ancient custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have a long history, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties, which can be roughly known from the poems. Lotus pickers are teenage girls, swinging boats and singing bright songs.
Needless to say, there are many lotus pickers. It was a lively season and a romantic season.
It is well said in Liang Yuan's "Lotus Picking Fu": Therefore, the demon child is a woman, and she goes boating: [Beneficial Bird] is the first Xu Hui, and also the feather cup; I can move, algae can hang, boats can move and sail. Erqi slim waist bundle element, Yan Gubu; After long summer, in late spring, leaves are tender and flowers are early. I'm afraid of touching the petticoats and laughing, and I'm afraid of leaning over the boat and getting together.
It can be seen that there were wandering scenes at that time. This is really interesting, but unfortunately we are not happy now.
Then I remembered the sentence in "Xizhou Qu": Lotus is picked in Nantang in autumn, and the lotus is over the head; With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake. If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the top"; You can't just see some shadows of running water.
This makes me really miss Jiangnan. -thinking like this, I suddenly looked up and felt that it was my own door; Gently pushed the door in, there was no sound, and my wife had slept for a long time.
4. Excerpts from Zhu Ziqing's prose The past days are like light smoke, blown away by the breeze and evaporated by Chu Yang.
Counting silently, more than 8 thousand days slipped away from me quietly; Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.
"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Don't be annoyed, you see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven into a diagonal, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing. Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.
Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow.
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
5. A collection of good words, sentences and words about Zhu Ziqing's prose: lush and graceful.
Messy, sad, stumbling, appropriate, crystal clear, decadent, hesitant, trivial
My head is sweating and tears are streaming down my face.
The gold powder of the Six Dynasties in the Qing Dynasty is quite pleasing to the eye, soft and greasy, and the lights are wide and bright, and the music is suddenly enlightened all night.
Good sentence: 1 Among the layers of leaves, there are some white flowers dotted sporadically, some are blooming gracefully (ni m 4 o, nu ó), and some are patting the flowers shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
2. Thin blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
3. Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom withered, but it blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
Moonlight, like running water, pours quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. Moon 5 in the pond, uneven color; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. -
That winter, my grandmother died and my father's errand was handed over. It never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father.
I went to Xuzhou to see my father, saw the messy things in the yard, and thought of my grandmother. I can't help crying. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "
To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there.
It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe.
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6. His calmness, his silence, his arbitrariness and his refusal to look back are all manifestations of strength, and they are all manifestations of the strength of the strong. Never be a mother-in-law, never stick together, hit the nail on the head and make a clean break. That's why white people are white people. I am really a contradictory person. Anyway, the most important thing for us is to look at ourselves and the children! He is also God's beloved son; This, like the princes of past dynasties, has no seeds! -"White Man-God's Favorite"
6. What are the good words and sentences in Zhu Ziqing's Prose?
Naive, carefree, free and naive, ridiculous, chest-high, iodine-bellied, babbling, laughing and laughing, you run after me, chasing me and hitting me.
Good sentences:
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a good thing. A deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap is unique. Moonlight passes through the shadows of trees, such as E799Be5Bae59B9e7ad94313336393735, and the mottled shadows fall from the high bushes. The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves.
The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. -"Moonlight on the Lotus Pond"
Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom withered, but it blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing. Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.
You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green enough to stare at your eyes. Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water.
I was the only one on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back. This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I love excitement and peace; Like to live in groups, like to be alone. Just like tonight, under this boundless moon, a person thinks about everything and thinks nothing, and feels like a free person.
What must be done and said during the day can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone; I just appreciate the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance.
When washing your hands, the days come from the basin; When eating, the days come from the rice bowl; When I am silent, I come from my eyes.
Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow.
The characters under the electric light only feel like ants and don't miss them. This is the last dream; Unfortunately, it is the shortest dream! Darkness came before us again and again, and we saw the dim and swaying lights on the empty boat on the shore.
Our dream woke up and we knew we were going ashore; Our hearts are full of disillusionment.
The days that came over were like smoke, dispersed by the breeze, evaporated by Chu Yang, like fog; What traces did I leave?
Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some bloom gracefully, and some beat the flowers shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
7. Excerpts from good words and sentences in Zhu Ziqing's prose
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. Look, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, dense.
The ground is woven obliquely, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green. The grass is too green to see your eyes clearly.
At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the country, on the road,
By the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing wrinkled clothes and wrinkled hats. Their house,
Sparse and silent in the rain.
Tanghe's moonlight
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt.
Between the layers of leaves, some white flowers are dotted sporadically, some are blooming gracefully, and some are in bud; just as
Pearl after pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, bringing a wisp of fragrance,
Like a faint song from a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, instantly.
It passed through the lotus pond. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks.
Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
8. Good words and sentences in Zhu Ziqing's prose Hello! On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind. This is from Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond. I hope my answer can help you, and I hope it will be adopted! thank you