1. Darkness gradually fills the sky, and countless stars break through the night, and the moisture of the night soaks into the air for a long time, spreading a sentimental atmosphere. Looking up at the sky, the starry sky is especially clear, and the distant stars shine like tiny tears ... < P > 2. The sky is full of stars, like pearls, like handfuls of broken gold, scattered on the jasper plate. At the moment, it is so quiet and serene, the leaves are rustling and the stars are blinking.

3. On a sunny night, the sky is full of stars. Densely embedded in the dark night curtain, the Milky Way is like a faint luminous white belt, spanning the starry sky

4. Night is like an incomparably wide blanket, and the stars all over the sky are like glittering gems adorned on this blanket.

5. The sky is full of little stars, and the stars try their best to melt the dribs and drabs of light into faint light, unlike the sunshine. It's not as cold as the moon.

6. I once thought that I would collect all the meteors and wear them as necklaces. But sometimes, the stars play hide-and-seek with you and hide in the clouds, so that you can't find her "trace" anyway.

7. The breeze floats under the starry trees. The sun always goes down; Night, there is always arrival. However, night-after all, arrival.

I saw the darkness outside the window, and the world was already dark. If it weren't for street lamps, lights in shops and lights in buildings-

I think-the world would be really dark. The light is on, and our road is no longer bumpy. See the winding road, crooked, but, after all, it < P > but, hip less than people.

It's late at night, and the angel came quietly, filling the world with a beautiful legend. However, I found that the light on the angel will never stop. I, that is, you are an angel, and you are also that angel. The halo on your head represents purity. The night is bleak. I stood in the

room and looked out of the window, which made my hair stand on end. Although there are many angels, there are also many demons. Why do people close the door when they sleep at home? Why

do you want to buy a lock no matter where? Because, because the devil's attack power is too big, too big. I know the magic between heaven and earth, but

yes, why are there demons in the magical world? As an angel, I am still immature. How can I protect everyone's home < P >? I have no magic. Oh, no, I have magic. I know knowledge. I can see the sun rise and fall.

at night, it's very quiet. I fly in the sky alone. Sometimes, I sit on my stool-crescent moon and enjoy the beauty on the earth. The crescent moon is curved. At those times, I played with my friends. It was nice. I can't forget the dark universe, and I can't help thinking about it wonderfully

. Seeing insect cicada chirping on the tree branches, I suddenly feel how happy I am. The mood is gone, I suddenly saw a bright spot, which is so striking. One

lingers in my eyes. Now I understand that it is-

Now, I can't say it, but I feel very eye-catching. I still observed it there. Unconsciously, I fell asleep. I snuggled in the arms of the moon, so warm. In my dream, I quietly said to myself-come on!

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Night falls on the earth. I stood in front of a wooden fence and looked up at the sky. I saw the semicircle of the moon, one bright and one dark. There is a blue halo tightly around the moon. Looking away from the bright moon, I found that there are countless stars in the sky far away from the bright moon. They are like shining diamonds, some radiate dazzling Jin Hui, and some emit slight white light. Some of them are evacuated in all directions, and some are densely clustered. How beautiful and spectacular the sky is decorated by them! The moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, and my figure standing silently appeared tall. Behind me, a long green vine is coiled on the fence, pulling many morning glory. Under the wooden fence, an unknown little flower is blooming freely, red, yellow, pink and white, reflecting the moonlight, which is even more exquisite and lovely. The autumn wind blows, and the flowers are overflowing and bursting into the nose. Everything is in the quiet night, however, I seem to hear an elegant playing music ... Is it the morning glory on the green vine praising this charming moonlit night?

In summer night, the hot air covers the earth, the bright moon is high in the sky, and there are sparse stars ... > > Beautiful sentences at night

At night, the curtain is gently blown by the evening breeze, and the bright moon in the starry sky is dazzling, and the seemingly small stars are also embedded nearby. On such a night, you can temporarily forget about those sad and worrying things, and you can quietly watch the sky at night while sipping fragrant tea or coffee.

At night, just after it gets dark, the dense fog diffuses and overflows, edifying a calm. In the moonlight, the leaves rustle, as if playing a Moonlight Song, graceful and beautiful, deep and beautiful, and the beating notes seem to jump out of the hazy moonlight, which is intoxicating.

in the depths of the night, the countryside is hazy, the mountain shadows are falling, the water and light are dissolved, the fireflies are lit, and the candles are lit. What a picture under the moon!

the stars are shining and the wind is gentle. Taking the sky as the curtain and the ground as the seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the freshness of summer night, listening to a pool of frogs croaking and looking at the starry night sky.

The sky is not pure black, but there is an infinite deep blue in the black, stretching all the way to the distance. My eyes really want to penetrate this shady layer, and I really want to spy out what is the end of the sky. The coolness in the wind, the floating shadow of the night, the light flying injury, the diffuse singing, the night that engulfed Huiyang overflowed with stars, are the tears that swayed with the wind, and the farewell between day and night. Beautiful ancient prose poems (to be adapted around the night). ) aesthetic point

Li Yu

butterfly lovers spend a leisurely stroll in the pavilion at night, and when they first pass the Qingming Festival, they feel hurt in the spring dusk. Counting the sound of rain and wind, hazy and pale moon clouds come and go. Peach and plum are in the darkness of spring, who is on the swing, whispering in the laughter. There is a lot of heart, and there is no place to arrange it in the world. Label: Composition Classic Previous: Poem at the beginning of the cross Seven-character poem at the beginning of the cross Next: Vae's classic famous saying, a sentence, classic lyrics, Vae

, a beautiful sentence describing the night?

In the middle of the moon, the bright and gentle moonlight sets off a calm and peaceful night. The light of the moon falls on the tree branches, leaving mottled shadows, which are scattered like broken strips hanging on the tree branches.

At night, the evening breeze gently blows the curtains, and the bright moon in the starry sky is dazzling, and the seemingly small stars are also embedded nearby. On such a night, you can temporarily forget about those sad and worrying things, and you can quietly watch the sky at night while sipping fragrant tea or coffee.

At night, just after it gets dark, the dense fog diffuses and overflows, edifying a calm and peaceful night. In the moonlight, the leaves rustle, as if playing a Moonlight Song, graceful and beautiful, deep and beautiful, and the beating notes seem to jump out of the hazy moonlight, which is intoxicating.

in the depths of the night, the countryside is hazy, the mountain shadows are falling, the water and light are dissolved, the fireflies are lit, and the candles are lit. What a picture under the moon!

the stars are shining and the wind is gentle. Taking the sky as the curtain and the ground as the seat, I just sat on the ground, enjoying the freshness of summer night, listening to a pool of frogs croaking and looking at the starry night sky.

The sky is not pure black, but there is an infinite deep blue in the black, stretching all the way to the distance. My eyes really want to penetrate this shady layer, and I really want to spy out what is the end of the sky. Ask some sad sentences about the night.

You don't understand the darkness of the night during the day, just like you don't understand my sadness.

I love the night, because under the starry sky, the longing for dawn is burning.

I moved my body quietly, for fear that my shabby clothes and lonely face would disturb her elegance and tranquility.

the night, mercilessly enveloped the whole city, gradually spread to my world.

when you look around, the lights are dim. Looking up at the sky, little by little. I wry smile, how can such a weak light be worth the annihilation of the night?

the loneliness of being alone can only be understood by the night.

when I don't want to wake up, the desk lamp is projected on the wall, leaving only my lonely figure.

I like winter, because the days are short and the nights are long, so I will have more time to escape.

Your pity is over, and you are facing each other on the other side of the water. My thoughts are full of tears, and my heart is like a lotus flower sleeping.

the pain is already in my heart, and the dream is falling, and the situation is already comparable. Drunk Iraqis, the phoenix blows away, don't follow.

The moonlight enveloped the whole forest, and several twinkling stars hung in the night sky. Listening to "Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong", it turned out that the river was crying alone in the dark.

I don't know if I'm still alive, but I can't see the beating pulse of my palm. I'm just a child who shines with the stars and is lonely with the night.

One year, one month, one night, your name was written all over the paper, and the messy words burst into beautiful loneliness, which is a painful memory in impetuous years.

The sound of the fallen flowers woke up the sleeping clouds. Whose dreams were wet by the light rain in the middle of the night, and the old pagoda tree stood by the roadside, sighing about the time ...

Who was singing in the lonely night

The days are short, the corners of the earth, the intimate friends are half broken, and a spoonful of muddy wine is all over. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight! I'm thinking of you!

The night gave me dark black's eyes, but I used them to look for light.

The night deepens loneliness, and loneliness sublimates in the night, blooming and deducing the beauty of black. In the starry night, I am still myself.

The night is heartless, and lovers don't know how to love.

The lonely city is under the lonely night, and my sad love is in the lonely city. Bitter face and my absent eyes, how can degenerate youth be defeated in youth.

under the silent starry sky, I recall the beautiful scenery of the past, but now I am sad, and I still burst into tears.

It's not the night, it's loneliness.

Lonely people always remember everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.

The night gives me black eyes, but it makes me fall in love with the pain it gives me.

There is no light in the dark. I'm worried that you are afraid of the dark and get lost like a child

Say good night at dawn

to bring me my shadow and make us three, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon

Looking at the vast dark hole, my eyes are also bleak ...

But every night comes, loneliness strikes, and proud tears refuse to stick to my eyes. At the moment you leave me, the silent dialogue has been deeply engraved in my mind, which I can't get rid of. Who has a poem about the lake at night? Be beautiful.

a mooring under north fort hill

(Wang Wan)

under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water.

until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.

...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets.

at last I can send my messengers? Wildgeese, homing to Loyang.

a farewell to han shen at the yunyang inn

(Sikong Shu)

long divided by river and sea, for years we two have failed to meet.

and suddenly to find you seems like a dream, with a catch in the throat, we ask how old we are.

our single lamp shines, through cold and wet, on a bamboo-thicket sheathed in rain.

but forgetting the sadness that will come with tomorrow, leave the cup and cherish the biography.

Looking at the poem of the Weaver Maid

(Fan Yun)

I am full of water and feel sorry for myself in the night sky.

I don't care about the hardships, but the river can't be filled.

I am full of emotions, and my heart hangs everywhere.

I would like to be a pair of bluebirds, * * in front of Shu Mingjing.

What I saw in a boat night book < Scattered as a river full of stars.

Mujiang Yin

(Bai Juyi)

A setting sun is spreading in the water, and half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

On the third night of September, it is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

a message to han chuo the yangzhou magistrate

(Du Mu)

The green hills are faint with water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

Twenty-four Bridges, on the moonlit night, where do jade people teach blowjobs? A sentence describing the beauty and depth of night

The coolness in the wind, the floating shadow of the night, the light injury and flying, and the diffuse singing, the night that engulfed Huiyang overflowed with stars, which was the tears that swayed in the wind, and the farewell between day and night. Label: Classic Composition Previous: Poem at the beginning of the cross Seven-character poem at the beginning of the cross Next: Vae's classic famous saying, one sentence, classic lyrics Vae