What the world lacks is perseverance, not strength. —— Hugo 2. Boldness is the price of making progress .—— Hugo 3. You should believe that you are a strong man in life. —— Hugo 4. The road to art is full of thorns, which is also a good thing, and ordinary people look forward to it. Only those who are strong-willed.-Hugo 5. Fear often comes from ignorance.-Emerson 6. The weak are weak in heart first.-Emerson 7. Adopt the pace of nature: her secret lies in patience.-Emerson 8. Go to the unknown world bravely without fear.-Longfellow 9. I must admit that luck likes to take care of brave people.- The world will give in. If you are defeated by it sometimes, be brave again and again, and it will give in. —— Thackeray. The lofty green hills are like a razor, and the heart of climbing mountains is like fire. There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are days beyond the sky. I advise you not to forget them. I often think that I have made a country, but I have never lost my true colors. There is righteousness in the world, promoting good and eliminating evil, and the wind and rain are blowing hard. 2. There are 2 beautiful words and sentences describing the natural scenery.

Green bamboo slips, green bamboo slips, no need to return in the oblique wind and drizzle.-Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Song" is wet with clothes, and the face is cold with willow wind.

-"Jueju" by Zhinan monk Weicheng is light and dusty in the morning rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" Four hundred and eighty temples in the southern dynasties, many towers are misty and rainy.

-Du Mu's "Poem of Jiangnan Spring" lies listening to the wind and rain at night, and the Tiema Glacier dreams. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4th" is a good time to know the rain, when spring happens.

-Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" has seven or eight stars beyond the sky, and two or three points rain before the mountain-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

---------Du Mu's Qingming Festival. I wake up in the middle of the night, and the autumn wind is mixed with the songs of the rain, which seems to penetrate the loneliness of the night. Everything will stagnate, and the feeling of the end of time will flood.

This ancient tranquility, this idyllic distance ... and dawn finally squeezed into the house. First, clearly and secretly, carefully; Then I stepped back and stood by the bed like a master-a new day has come, still smiling in last night's dream? Walking out of the door, it is a half-bright and half-dark sky and a trance-like contemplative scenery, and people are also in a trance.

Time seems to be sitting on a wet branch, playing a Jiangnan silk and bamboo song, singing against the gray clouds. Being on the street, the feeling of silence only dissipated a little.

It is a sea of flowers for umbrellas and a stream for raincoats. On a new day, life is still flowing, but it brings some calmness and serenity.

In the rain, the earthly disturbance seems to have come to an end temporarily. Rain drops in people's hearts, nourishing the long-lost peace.

Rain has cast a faint melancholy on the world. I remembered the old story of cycling in the rain.

it's spring, and pear blossoms are blooming, snow-white and fragrant with the breath of spring. Let's go to see that section of the Yellow River.

It's Mother River. Do you want us to appreciate her vicissitudes and hardships for thousands of years? After a short walk, the rain drifted in. The dense rain silk is woven into a soft white yarn, which is lightly covered with coolness.

simply straighten up your contracted shoulders, shake up all your bones and muscles, pedal your bike hard, and drive into the cool gauze fog. Beads of rain rolled intimately on her black hair and cheeks, and the spring breeze chased her around with Dimfragrance.

A hearty feeling came into my mind, and the atmosphere and heroic feeling sprouted in the cycling and running in the spring rain. On the banks of the Yellow River, look at the fields dotted with golden rape flowers and green drops, watch the rain splash countless yellow blisters, and watch the boats cruise like green leaves on the vast water surface.

the dense rain lines seem to connect heaven and earth. We ran and laughed by the mother's river, taking ourselves and the world wet into the camera.

that share of heartiness and detachment is the gift of rain. Still on a rainy day, in the hot evening, the gloomy sky finally ushered in bursts of thunder, as if countless breaches were blasted, and the rain rushed down like a horse.

in a short time, most of the streets in this city are filled with water that is not deep enough, and the intersections are crowded with unsuspecting pedestrians. When the shower stopped, people rolled up their trouser legs and lifted their skirts to step into the water.

Looking at each other's embarrassing faces, people grinned and laughed, and the innocence of childhood flashed back in the rainy world. Because of the sun, the world is full of vitality.

Because of the rain, the world is more beautiful than ever. In my hometown rain sleep, I vaguely heard the sound of raindrops beating against the glass window outside, and vaguely opened my sleepy eyes and listened, yes! It is raining outside! The rain came at the right time, especially on my first day home, at the dawn of people's deep sleep, and it was so light that it fell from the sky.

this should probably be the first rain in the rainy season in my hometown. Because I called home some time ago, my family always said that it had never rained in my hometown.

for a moment, I was filled with a surprise. I thought it might be because I was predestined with my hometown. What a coincidence. So I got up quietly, gently pushed open the door, walked out of the house, stood on the balcony, and put my hands in the air.

the falling raindrops fell on my palm, like a gentle and affectionate kiss, so warm and kind. Suddenly touched the nerve of my memory.

For several years, I have been studying abroad. Because of the long distance, I seldom go home during holidays. Last year, I went home once, but unfortunately it was a winter vacation. It was winter, and it was a rainy season in my hometown, so I had to go back to school with regret.

The drowsiness of this trip has not disappeared, and this long-lost and kind hometown rain has quietly arrived. Recalling my childhood, rain is a happy part of my life.

My hometown is a place full of rain, especially in July and August. There is almost a thunderstorm at noon every day. This kind of thunderstorm is what everyone in his hometown is looking forward to.

Because the whole morning, the earth is illuminated by the burning sun, which makes the temperature on the ground rise, and the heat emitted is unbearable, and people's temper will become very irritable. It is precisely at this time that the sky will suddenly be covered with dark clouds, thunder and wind, followed by a downpour. In a short time, the streets and alleys of my hometown immediately become an ocean of water, but the duration is not very long. After a while, it will become a clear sky, Wan Li, rainbow and fresh.

It was this rain that washed away the heat on the ground and made the surrounding air cool and fresh. Trees will also become greener; The streets have also become cleaner; The house, too, seems to be refreshed, fresh as a wash.

What's more valuable is that people's mood is much more stable, with a little smile on their faces, and they are no longer as impetuous and bored as before the rain. The happiest thing should belong to us children. Every time after the rain, we always rush out of the house barefoot and naked, and run to some low streets where the rain has not run out, splashing in the rain and chasing each other happily, and always giving out waves of innocent laughter from children.

this kind of life is carefree and happy. In retrospect, my memory is still clear, and whenever it rains, I just stare at the rain, recall and miss the rainy life of my childhood.

but now that I'm grown up, there is no such happy rain as when I was a child. 3. 2 beautiful words and sentences describing the natural scenery

1. The lovely spring girl came to the world with light steps, and then the scene of vitality came to all directions, and the whole world seemed to have just woken up from a long sleep.

2. Swallows dragged their scissors-like tails back to their hometown in the north. They chirped, chirped, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!"

3. I look for spring with curiosity.

ah, I saw spring. The mountains in the distance are rolling and turning green. The grass on the nearby hillside also crept out of the ground quietly. They were tender and green. Fat lobular children, like a fat doll who just woke up. This piece, that cluster, dotted the steep hillside. The trees on the hillside are quietly pulling out new branches and sprouting new buds like grass. Willow branches hang down, like lines hanging on a tree. The small bright yellow leaves are like petals tied on a thread. Poplar trees have blossomed, and these flowers are clusters of purple. It's interesting to be covered with soft hairs, like caterpillars. Peach blossoms are blooming, apricot flowers are on the branches, and pear flowers are competing for beauty. Good words: the sun rises in the morning, the sun rises in the sun, the sun sets in the sun, the sun sets in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, the sun shines in the sun, and the sun shines in the sun. Bright, hot, hot, cool sun, sunrise, sunset, hot, hot, radiant fireball, golden, bright red, reddish, reddish, crimson, crimson, crimson, rising sun 4. Beautiful sentences about nature 1

In the boundless sea, strong winds are gathering dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

For a moment, its wings touched the waves, and for a moment, it rushed straight at the dark clouds like an arrow. It shouted-in the brave cry of the bird, the dark clouds heard joy.

in this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.

Seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned. They flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea.

The full spring scenery can't be locked away, and an apricot comes out of the wall.

When you visit the Surabaya waterfront on a sunny day, the boundless scene will be new for a while. When you are idle, you will know the east wind, and it will always be spring.

It's raining like crisp in the sky.

When you look at the grass in the distance, it's nothing.

It's the best benefit of spring all the year round.

It's better than the smoke, willow and the imperial capital Wang Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers

a wind, bringing willow-cotton, sweetens the shop and Wu Ji pressed wine to persuade guests to taste it.

In February and March in Yangchun, the grass and water are the same color-Jin. The ancient Yuefu poem Meng Zhu

1 Spring is really comfortable, and the scenery in spring is really beautiful!

This spring gives people new life and new hope. I love this beautiful spring.

It's near, near, and I have heard the footsteps of spring. All this reports the arrival of spring, and my whole heart floats out, on the bright flowers and on the oily green grass.

The spring rain is continuous and sprinkled on the courtyard. Spring rain, it turns out that you came to the earth with Miss Chun, making the earth full of vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hands are pulling people's heartstrings. Inspire people's beautiful hopes

Spring blossoms, spring breeze warms their faces, spring is full,

Flowers are in full bloom, spring returns, everything is reviving, everything is striving for spring,

Vientiane is renewed, colorful, spring is in March, it's warm and cold at first,

it's sunny, breezy and drizzling, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the weather is myriad, < Spring breeze, peach and plum spring breeze,

bud budding, spring mountains like Dai, colorful butterflies flying, pleasant spring scenery,

willow trees are green, blooming red and green, spring seedlings are green, and the sun is not rising in full bloom,

The sun is not rising in full bloom, the sun is shining, the sun is shining, the sun is rising, the sun is rising, the sun is rising, the sun is rising, the sun is rising, and the sun is rising in the window. The grass grows and the warbler flies. Colorful. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Flowers are full of flowers. The grass is growing. The grass is green. The orchard smells sweet. Thousands of trees are lush. 5. sentences describing nature (no more than 3 words)

"sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." How well Du Fu wrote this poem! Yes, after the severe winter, the spring rain, like smoke, quietly came to the world. He urged the earth to wake up, and he added vitality to spring. Whenever this time, I like to walk in the rain and enjoy the beautiful patterns woven by fine spring rain.

look! The drizzle covered the earth like smoke and gauze, making it look picturesque. The drizzle moistens the willow, the willow wakes up, the willow branches soften and spit out the buds as big as rice grains; The breeze blows the Buddha, swaying gently, like a group of fairies in gauze skirts dancing. As if someone was in command, the birds flapped their wings, let go of their voices on the willow branches and sang the praises of spring happily. Winter jasmine couldn't help smiling, and the tender green grass touched by the rain was not to be outdone. She shook herself out of the ground and covered the earth with a furry green dress. Ah! How beautiful! This tree, this flower and this grass constitute a beautiful picture that only the spring rain can describe!

look! Children are also attracted, shaking in the spring rain with small umbrellas of red, sky blue and crimson, so many, so beautiful ... There is a man with glasses among the children-isn't that our teacher? Ah! Teacher, isn't the spring rain your incarnation? Aren't you selflessly watering the flowers of the motherland like the spring rain? 6. Who can tell me that Jiangnan is beautiful, the wind is soft, the air is fresh and the sun is warm in spring? The wheat seedlings in the field are like a sea, and the scattered villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossing winding rivers, willow branches by the river spit out buds, and reeds are green when they come out; The calm water in the river wakes up from the simplicity of winter and is dressed in the colors of nature.

First of all, the snow on the hillside of Chaoyang is melting, slowly revealing the yellow and black land. Snow water moistens the soil and soaks the grass plants last year. The hibernating grass roots covered with snow woke up and gradually pushed away the old grass plants and rotten leaves stubbornly and vigorously, and struggled to grow up. At the same time, the seeds of plants and trees that fell with the wind in the autumn of last year were also wrapped in wet soil, and roots were planted in the grass to fight for their lives.

naturally, this year's solar terms are a little late.