(1) People say that pear blossoms look like snow, but actually apple blossoms look like snow. The snow is thick, not transparent. What do pear blossoms look like? ——The petals of pear blossoms are made of the moon.
(2) Summer mornings are so comfortable. The air was cool, and dew hung on the grass tips (and on the spider webs). Write a piece of big Chinese characters and read an article of ancient prose. Summer mornings are so comfortable.
(3) I feel that the whole world is cold, but only my place is hot.
(4) Broad beans are used as snacks: soaked in water and fried. It's called "Huadu Bean" in Beijing. My hometown calls it "orchid beans" because before frying, the mouth of the beans is chopped, and after frying, the beans split into four parts and open outwards, resembling an orchid.
(5) Save a corner of the world and let it bloom as a side branch. I am happy and contented, and I can't help but admire Akagi Kasumi.
(6) There are few pedestrians outside the lotus pond, and the moss marks in the wild shop are an inch deep. It's past noon with a glass of turbid wine, and the rain is heavy on the fragrant woody flowers.
(7) A person’s tastes should be more mixed, his ear tone should be better, and he should be able to understand more dialects. It doesn't matter if your taste is a little drab or your ear tinnitus is a little bad. The most important thing is to have a wider interest in life.
(8) Some people don’t eat chili peppers. We went to Chongqing to experience life. A few actresses went to eat glutinous rice balls and shouted when they entered the door: "No chili!" The glutinous rice dumpling seller said coldly: "There is no chili in the glutinous rice balls!".
(9) Mr. Jin is engaged in philosophy, mainly logic, but he reads many novels, from Proust to .
(10) The most inconspicuous among the Eight Immortals is Uncle Cao. He barely even has a name. Someone found out (from Sentence Making Network) that his name was probably Cao Yi.
(11) On Sunday, sitting in the study room, drinking water, eating beans, and reading the poems of Li Qingzhao and Xin Qiji, it was a wonderful experience. I studied at Jiangyin Nanjing Middle School for two years, and I spent most of my Sundays like this.
(12) My father has a very strange friend named Zhang Zhongtao. He was very knowledgeable and taught me how to read.
(13) The wind is strong in the middle of winter and the flowers are withering. Sitting opposite the clear window makes your eyes brighter. This is a happy thing every year.
(14) The people Mr. Shen talked about have the same characteristics. First, they all love work and knowledge to the point of obsession; second, they are as naive as a child, full of interest in life, never depressed no matter what the circumstances, have no ambition, and have few vulgar concerns. I heard that there are many honest people, and I am happy to count the mornings and evenings.
(15) I wake up to the sound of birds every day. I heard birds chirping from my dream until I woke up. I can hear several very familiar calls. They are called every day, and they seem to be on that fixed branch every day.