In the morning, the sun is like a new wife who just went out, showing half her face shyly.
The sun went down, and its exceptionally bright light came out from the treetops, dyeing white clouds and green hills red.
Slowly, the sun shone through the clouds, revealing a face that had already swelled red, like a shy little girl looking at the earth.
Brilliant sunshine permeates through the gaps between leaves, through the fog in the morning, and continuously spreads all over the campus.
The sun is lower and red as blood. On the surface of the water, a striking broad light wave extends from the edge of the ocean to the side of the ship.
The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the horizon seemed to light a fire.
In spring, the sunshine is warm, and a warm hand is extended, which makes people feel comfortable all over.
The spring breeze blew away the dark clouds, and the sun smiled happily, spreading warmth and brilliance all over the lake.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame when the oil boiled.
I dare not look up at the sun, but I feel dazzling everywhere. The air, the roof and the ground are all white and bright, with a little red in white. From top to bottom, it looks like a huge fire mirror, each of which is the focus of the fire mirror, as if everything were going to burn.
It's late autumn, and the sun is lazily hanging in the sky, like an old man with a smiling face taking a nap.
The sunshine in late autumn is like the orange lampshade on the quilt, which gives off soft light and shines on the body and face, which is warm.
As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it scatters all the light to the world. Look, the fields are golden, the fields are golden, and the mountains are golden.
The sun in winter is as pale as the moon.
The sun was entangled in thin clouds and gave off a faint dazzling white light.
The sun works hard all year round, and when it is busy in winter, it is already exhausted and can hardly release heat.
Warm sunshine, through the dense leaves, fell and became golden dots.
The towering mountains in the distance, covered with golden coats in the sun, are particularly beautiful.
Sunlight was filtered by layers of leaves and leaked to him, turning into a faint, round and gently swaying halo.
It was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the bright sunshine drew circles of gold and silver on the leaves.
Sunlight shines on the white earth through weak clouds, reflecting silver light and dazzling.
2. Appreciating the doubts and analysis of the strange words in Shan Hai Jing (moved by Dong Yuanming)
Looking at Nanshan under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums (Dong Yuanming drinks)
The air in the mountains is clear and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant (Dong drinks far and wide)
Caged birds miss the ancient forest pond fish and feel homesick for the old (Tao Yuanming returned to the garden in the Eastern Jin Dynasty)
After a long time, I returned to my hometown (Dong Yuanming returned to Daqi)
The morning lotus hoes back to the wasteland (Tao Yuanming returns to the garden in the Eastern Jin Dynasty)
Meng Qi Zhi Gu (Dong Yuanming read Shan Hai Jing)
What's more, it's difficult in the morning (Tao Yuanming's miscellaneous poems in the Eastern Jin Dynasty)
Sorrow for the poor and help the rich (Tao Yuanming and Wu Liuchuan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty)
, wood is thriving, spring is blooming (Dong Yuanming belongs to the word)
3. Can you tell me the good words and sentences of Shan Hai Jing? The sky is full of red clouds and golden waves. The red sun is like a melting pot of boiling molten steel, and generate shines with dazzling golden light.
In the morning, the sun is like a new wife who just went out, showing half her face shyly. The sun went down, and its exceptionally bright light came out from the treetops, dyeing white clouds and green hills red.
Slowly, the sun shone through the clouds, revealing a face that had already swelled red, like a shy little girl looking at the earth. Brilliant sunshine permeates through the gaps between leaves, through the fog in the morning, and continuously spreads all over the campus.
The sun is lower and red as blood. On the surface of the water, a striking broad light wave extends from the edge of the ocean to the side of the ship. The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the horizon seemed to light a fire.
In spring, the sunshine is warm, and a warm hand is extended, which makes people feel comfortable all over. The spring breeze blew away the dark clouds, and the sun smiled happily, spreading warmth and brilliance all over the lake.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame when the oil boiled. I dare not look up at the sun, but I feel dazzling everywhere. The air, the roof and the ground are all white and bright, with a little red in white. From top to bottom, it looks like a huge fire mirror, each of which is the focus of the fire mirror, as if everything were going to burn.
It's late autumn, and the sun is lazily hanging in the sky, like an old man with a smiling face taking a nap. The sunshine in late autumn is like the orange lampshade on the quilt, which gives off soft light and shines on the body and face, which is warm.
As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it scatters all the light to the world. Look, the fields are golden, the fields are golden, and the mountains are golden.
The sun in winter is as pale as the moon. The sun was entangled in thin clouds and gave off a faint dazzling white light.
The sun works hard all year round, and when it is busy in winter, it is already exhausted and can hardly release heat. Warm sunshine, through the dense leaves, fell and became golden dots.
The towering mountains in the distance, covered with golden coats in the sun, are particularly beautiful. Sunlight was filtered by layers of leaves and leaked to him, turning into a faint, round and gently swaying halo.
It was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the bright sunshine drew circles of gold and silver on the leaves. Sunlight shines on the white earth through weak clouds, reflecting silver light and dazzling.