Night 1 As night falls, flowers sleep and birds sleep. The night wind blows gently, and people only feel cold all over, and the heat of the day has long since disappeared.
Neighbors who had worked all day gathered in the small yard to enjoy the cool, and I also moved an armchair into the yard, lying next to my grandmother and looking up at the light gray night sky.
A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is very beautiful. There are several bright stars hanging in the night sky, as if people in the sky were patrolling the vast space with lanterns.
The gentle moonlight is all over the earth, and everything is like a layer of silver gauze. The dark distant mountains are hazy, and the distant sky seems to be integrated with the earth. There is a faint rustle in the seemingly far-reaching Woods. In the nearby grass, crickets cry loudly from time to time, and frogs croak. Some people talk about the past, some people sing softly, and laughter floats in the yard. All this is integrated in this beautiful summer night.
A faint fragrance came to my nose, and I saw yellow flowers blooming slowly in the green leaves on the flower stand. Oh! The cordate telosma is in bloom! How elegant, lovely and fragrant. Of course it loves this sunny summer night, so it blooms quietly, adding more poetry to our life!
The last sunset suddenly disappeared from the narrow window, the sky slowly closed its eyes and night came.
Quietly move your eyes to the room, cold, wet and dark. The chandelier on the ceiling is rickety and covered with cracks and spider silk. It's probably been a long time, I think.
This is my second year in this prison. Today is exactly New Year's Eve, 365 days. I have been repenting day and night, begging God to give me a chance to repent, but it is impossible. If it weren't for that difference, alas, it wouldn't come to this.
Some people say that a soul that has been examined by residents in one night is a pure soul. A guilty person, a person who gets ill-gotten gains by any means, and an ungrateful person who abuses his parents can't help watching it at night. Every night, I toss and turn, tortured, unable to enjoy the seemingly most normal night's sleep.
Sporadic firecrackers were faintly heard in the distance, followed by deafening noise, and thousands of firecrackers went straight into the sky to celebrate people's joy and good expectations for the New Year. The New Year is a time for family reunion. This gathering time is so precious. With a hearty New Year's Eve dinner, we can go out for a walk and set off firecrackers together, or we can sit together and talk about interesting things in the year. No matter what you do, you will be happy as long as you are with the person you love.
At this time, all this will change because of the crimes I committed.
At the thought of the mother at home, the neighbors must be reluctant to associate with the mother of a criminal. The so-called relatives will also hide far away, and no one wants to interfere in these difficult things. The lonely figure appeared in front of my eyes for a long time. If I could do it all over again, I would never do these outrageous things.
Tossing and turning, it is difficult to sleep. On New Year's Eve, the administrator seems to have relaxed a lot. I turned on the small TV set on the table and watched the Spring Festival Gala, but the happy atmosphere didn't infect me at all. He couldn't help drinking a little wine and humming a tune. He looks very happy.
Once again, I looked at the small window on the high wall and saw the golden moon in the dark blue sky. Night is like a cocktail made up of various emotions. When you slowly sip it into your mouth, all kinds of smells come to mind one by one. There is the joy of entering the house in the dark, the yearning for the end of the world at this time, and the sadness of leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain. It seems that there are thousands of lights in front of me, and the soft light at night illuminates my heart.
It is already late at night, and the bright moonlight is quietly shed, and it is quiet all around. Everyone fell asleep, and I was still reading loneliness that night.
A bright moon hangs under the blue night sky. Look at the moonlight, just like a boat, carrying our dreams and flying our hopes. Fireflies carry small lanterns, as if to illuminate us, and little cricket can't wait to pick up the pipa and play the song of the night. At this time, two bright spots appeared in the clear night sky. As we get closer, we can clearly see that there are two lights, one is red and the other is green. Then there was a rumble. This is an airplane that flies at night.
Some big trees collected their leaves and fell asleep happily; Some trees stand upright, as if they feel the most tall and powerful; Some trees are proud of the blue sky, as if they are standing at the highest place in the world. The vigorous grass also went to sleep quietly, and they selflessly dedicated their savings for one year to nature. You see, the water lily in the fish tank in front of our house is as white as snow, with small yellow stamens inside and green leaves below. At night, water lilies put away their beautiful petals, as if to say to us, "It's too late today, I should go to bed, and I can unfold my delicate petals tomorrow."
At night, people are immersed in beautiful dreams. Fish keep their eyes open to observe every move around them, and cats are catching sly mice with bright eyes.
Ah, what a beautiful night!
What a beautiful summer night! The sun went down, and Sister Moon came to watch. In the dark blue sky, there are many little stars embedded. They have a pair of small eyes, sparkling, and are with the moon sister. I breathe the fresh air, and when I look up, I can hardly see the distant mountains, and the houses nearby are vague and mysterious.
The sound of running water in the river sounds particularly clear, "Hua, Hua ……" Fish and shrimp are probably asleep! Some flowers are sleeping and cordate telosma is still awake. It should be that it likes the bright moonlight, the fresh air and the sound of the running river! They give off the rich fragrance to the fullest, some half petals, some whole petals, and some dishes with bright yellow flowers and bones. Fireflies come to visit cordate telosma with lanterns. They look at this and that. Talking and laughing. Cicada continued her daytime song in the tree: "Cicada!" Know! "I want to say hello to my friend. I seem to be thanking the cool wind. The frog in the pond sits leisurely on the lotus leaf and occasionally hums a tune. If you listen carefully, you will certainly hear their happiness.
The neon lights on the street are flashing like an ocean of lights. Pedestrian street is the most prosperous, but it is a paradise for children. Some are eating popsicles, some are chasing, some are skateboarding, and some are riding bicycles. Anyway, there was a lot of laughter.
I really like summer nights!
The night came quietly and lasted for five nights. The unique light of the sunset was slowly swallowed up by the darkness, and inadvertently, it was dark all around.
The night is dark. It is dark and silent, hiding too many secrets, which makes people look forward to but uneasy.
The night is bright. Building lights illuminate the night sky, orange lights fill the streets, moonlight stars fall on the earth, and the twinkling night is all over the city.
At night, it's orange. In the square, the children chased and ran in droves, shouting and screaming; Adults talk about work and life in groups of three or five; Old people listen to the radio, dance and talk about their parents' shortcomings; What a harmonious and lively picture.
The night is red. A string of street lamps, pointing out the direction for people who continue to be busy; The lights are on, outlining the outline of home and illuminating the way home for those who return home at night.
The night is green. Close your eyes, your thoughts fly, recall the past, look forward to the future, and hope and dreams are intertwined; Sleep, dream repeatedly, ride a flying horse, swim in the deep sea, meet a fairy, become a superman, and do everything.
The night is mysterious and wonderful; It is clever and noisy; It is colorful and warm; It also breeds hope and beauty ... the night is colorful, colorful, washing away the fatigue of the day for people, adding hope and dreams to life, and the night is colorful!
The sun couldn't wait to say goodbye to the moon after a busy day, so it went home from the west. Unconsciously, the moon has quietly climbed into the air, and by moonlight, the village gradually fell asleep.
Slowly, the bright moon has hung in the vast night sky, looking so clear and clean, sprinkling a layer of silver light on the whole village. The silent mountain village looks like a mysterious oil painting. At this time, the night sky has also become a kindergarten, the moon is a teacher, and countless stars are a group of naughty and lovely children, blinking in the company of the teacher and quietly enjoying the beautiful mountain village.
The pond in the moonlight is very quiet, like a quiet and beautiful girl. Sitting on the edge of the pond, you can vaguely hear the gurgling water. It feels so soft, as if you are singing a beautiful poem for the pond. Elegant moonlight also came to accompany Koike. He floated gently in the water. The water in the pool became sparkling and the water surface rippled slightly. The moon has transformed into waves and ellipses, just like a child making faces in pettish. It's very cute. I picked up a stone and threw it into the water. The crisp "plop" sound broke the tranquility of the pond. The moonlight in the water was washed away. After a while, he returned to his original appearance and swayed on the water. Only the ripples are still spreading and expanding leisurely until they disappear, and the water surface is calm again.
Moonlight poured down from the night sky, shining on the path of the mountain village, like a silver belt, winding into the endless night. A person walking on this country road, although quiet, will not be afraid, because there is bright moonlight to illuminate my way forward, and there are sparkling fireflies, just like a beautiful dancer dancing around me, and insects in the grass on both sides are singing the songs of nature. I seem to be enjoying a beautiful country stage play, with lights, dancers and singers. I have followed them to the stage of nature.
I don't know when, the moon has quietly hid in the thick clouds, and the stars are lazily nestled in the arms of the sky. They must be tired! I'm not tired at all. How I want to wander in the mountain village all the time!
As night falls, street lamps light up, illuminating roads, streets, flower beds and lawns. The neon lights of roadside light box advertisements also lit up one by one, as if a hundred flowers were blooming, adding a lot of color to the dark night. Thousands of lights on the tall building in the distance are like mosaics, spelling out all kinds of graphics. It's really colorful!
At this time, many people in the square have started different sports. Some people are dancing in the square dance, some are practicing martial arts, some are skateboarding in the square, some are practicing bicycles in the square, and some are resting and chatting on the stone bench, not to mention how lively it is!
The wind blew gently, and my parents and I walked on a quiet path, strolling leisurely, listening to the chirping of various insects from the grass, as if they were also expressing their love for the night. The refreshing fragrance of flowers wafted from time to time by the roadside, and it felt really comfortable. Looking at the crescent moon in the night sky is like a boat floating in the Milky Way in the sky. The stars seem to be winking at us playfully, as if to see how lively and interesting the ground is. The quiet night sky came alive with their company.
Ah! What a beautiful night, what a beautiful night, I can't help but indulge in it.
The night wind is soft and the frogs are bursting. I walked quietly on the stone road in the community.
A boat-like moon hangs in the air impartially, and the soft moonlight pours to the ground bit by bit like milk. A few laughs came from time to time by the pool surrounded by lights. In the open space not far away, willow and cicada became partners. Singing songs for willow trees during the day to relieve boredom. At night, the willow bent down, stroking the cicada's thin wings, waving a hair and playing a lullaby with leaves. After a while, the cicada slowly fell silent and fell asleep with the willow in her arms.
I walked on. At present, there are strings of pearl-like street lamps, and the dim lights are connected together, adding a hazy feeling to the whole community. Bugs are also squeaking in the grass nest, and the bugs are turning their handsome long feet among the grass leaves, as if imitating scouts to spy around. As the night deepens, the stars come out for a walk and decorate the night sky beautifully, as if a black curtain is covered with countless diamonds, and as if a pair of small eyes are blinking curiously.
A breeze blew, and a wonderful serenade was played by the roadside: palm trees clapped their hands, gardenia trees rustled and sang, gray moths danced in the light, and the naughty wind became a conductor, jumping up and down and shuttling back and forth between branches and leaves. And there are many small eyes in the sky worrying about these musicians!
Stars, bright moon, weeping willows and small animals make up such a beautiful community night.
Kuya is a huge picture with incomparable beauty, which involves my soul and leads me to pursue it.
Maybe it's fate. The moment I was born was midnight. I fell to the ground and lay in the boundless darkness, so I love the night. Imagine that the evening breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is shrouded, and it is very comfortable to taste the meaning of the night alone. The night is so gentle, it makes you sleepy, and it is so elegant, it makes you feel a kind of warmth.
On summer nights, I like to look up at the clouds and the moon and play hide and seek. Occasionally, when the moon is shy, it will slowly pull a cloud to cover its beautiful face, shyly peep at the earth from behind the gauze-like cloud, and slowly reveal its lovely face. Then, everything on the earth was shrouded in her brilliance, and the night was so touching. She has been with me, let me feel her touch. So, I read her as if I was the only one in the vast world. On a soft night, the moonlight shines on the dew at the tip of the grass. It was a crystal dream, reflecting a dark night, a little starlight and a piece of hope. That's probably the kind of faint feelings we reflect!
Sometimes, the night is pure without any impurities. I sat by the window alone, quietly watching the scenery of the distant mountains. There is no star or moon in the sky, and the distant mountains are dark. Quiet, motionless, like a stump, a rock, surrounded by silent night, boundless silence, only to hear time coming from the side step by step. This is also a kind of enjoyment, and loneliness is also a realm of life.
At night, occasionally a few geese sing, accompanied by rustling sound, I am sad for this sad beauty. As a result, the deep feeling overflowed and flowed slowly, playing a lingering serenade, and the night serenade was light.
Night is a small poem, full of rhythm and connotation. I read her and couldn't put it down.
Night is a masterpiece, and I can never get tired of reading it.
Night Excellent Composition 10 Early autumn night, it is the easiest to feel that little sadness and that little loneliness. Although lonely, I think it is a rare beauty.
As night fell, I entered the room as usual, and suddenly I saw the soft moonlight. It went through a crack in the window and invaded the room. I didn't turn on the light. I don't think such beauty should be overwhelmed by white light. Open the window, the moonlight poured into the room and reflected on the floor. The moonlight seemed to penetrate my body and shine straight on the floor. However, no, I suddenly turned around and saw my shadow.
Sitting on my old wooden bed, I squeaked and almost broke the romance at this time. I looked up at the moon in early autumn. It was as lonely as me. Without the company of stars and clouds, the sky was clean. Staring at the hanging first quarter moon, I couldn't help thinking deeply, remembering Su Shi's poem "When will there be a bright moon, and ask for wine from heaven?" It's a pity that there is no wine, or how carefree it would be to have a sip of wine while humming Teresa Teng's Fraxinus mandshurica.
It's already midnight. What's the scene outside in such a dark night? Fascinating. Stepping on the path in front of the door and looking at the buildings full of moonlight, I am alone on the road, but I am not lonely, and there are sparse meows dotted with this quiet night. Walking on the road, I unconsciously came to the noisy street on weekdays. I shuddered when I stopped. The street lamp was very bright. There was no car, no one else, not even cats and dogs. I was the only one. Suddenly remind of, and the faint moonlight. Leave the street and walk on the tree-lined path. It is said that the moonlight in the country is the most beautiful, but I don't feel it. On the contrary, I feel that the moonlight in this small county is the most beautiful, so full and so quiet.
A pool of water in the shade of a tree looks like a mirror and a bright mirror under the irradiation of a piece of moonlight. I looked in the mirror. There is no face in it, only the shadow of a head, a head without facial features. It's too monotonous
The water reminds me of the moonlight in the lotus pond. "On the winding lotus pond, 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 leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some are elegant and open, and some are shy; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. " And there is no lotus pond, only moonlight.
Perhaps no one has found that it is a beautiful mistake to walk alone on such a small road, and it is heartbreaking to be alone in the moonlight. Moonlight shines sleepless, but dawn knocks on the door of night, and I walk to the door.
Excellent composition at night 1 1 at night
When I opened my eyes, I saw darkness. I thought it was dawn, but I found that there were still playful stars twinkling in the sky, giving off a faint and beautiful light.
The dark sky is alive because of the stars, and there is a bright moon in the middle. It's really the stars holding the moon! The crescent moon hangs upside down, and two stars jump and twinkle on it, like a child's innocent and lively smiling face, still looking at everything on the earth in a novel way!
The night is like water, and everything seems so peaceful. Occasionally, a few birds rustling leaves wake the cat under the tree. "Meow meow-",it groaned angrily, breaking all the silence. The dog was awakened by the cat's moan. It barked at the cat several times, and then it had a chain reaction. The lights went on in room after room. From a distance, it looks like a diamond building, and the animals are scared to flee everywhere.
Standing in front of the windowsill, I looked far and wide and found that the night only gave people a mysterious feeling, because the emerald green on the trees and the unique light in the sky made the night so mysterious and inviolable bit by bit, so beautiful!
Awesome! It's like a watery night; Awesome! This beautiful night; Awesome! This mysterious sky, they are really glittering treasures, emitting amazing light, what a vivid night scene!
Excellent composition in the night 12 There are all kinds of colors in life, some of which are gorgeous; Some are pure and elegant, simple and simple. These colors make up my colorful life.
I like green, because green represents hope. Seeing green reminds me of my paradise. There is a small yard in front of my house on the first floor. We turned it into a vegetable field. We grow green spinach and rape in the fields. By the wall, I planted some gourd seeds in the field, waiting for the small gourd to bear in autumn. I water it from time to time, loosen the soil, and build a tall gourd rack for it, hoping it can climb high. A few months later, several cute little dolls were born on the green vine. Ah! It worked. At this time, it is worthwhile to recall your previous efforts and look at the achievements now. If you ask me what is a sense of accomplishment, the state of mind at this time is the best answer.
I like red, it symbolizes enthusiasm. As soon as I saw red, I remembered the winter of that year. The sky is covered with goose feather and snow, the earth is covered with thick quilts, and there is a world wrapped in silver everywhere. After school, two classmates and I were walking and playing on our way home and accidentally slipped. Suddenly my heart ached, I wanted to cry and felt embarrassed, but I couldn't stand up. My classmates are all panicked when they see me like this, and I have no strength to help. At this moment, a big sister in a red down jacket passed by. When she saw me collapsed in the snow, she ran to the hospital without saying anything. When she arrived at the hospital, she was sweating all over. I was lying in a hospital bed, looking at my red back. I know what touching is.
I like white, too White is pure white. When you see white, you think of delicious soybean milk. Every day when I get up, my mother will bring me a cup of warm soybean milk, enjoying the faint fragrance of soybean milk, and my heart is warm and sweet. In this small cup of soybean milk, there is mother's infinite love. Through the rising and spreading heat, I seem to understand what happiness is.
Now I have a soft spot for white. I am not young now, and I can appreciate the greatness of maternal love because she is selfless and pure, without any distractions and without asking for anything in return. Since then, white has remained in my heart.
Each of us is surrounded by different colors, which are intertwined to form a seemingly simple but colorful world. Through the colors in my eyes, I see how colorful life is!
Today, as usual, I am waiting for the night to cover me slowly. I lay quietly in bed and looked at the stars outside the window, and my thoughts drifted away.
confused
Walking alone in the silent night, I couldn't help holding the test paper in my hand and blaming myself all the time. What's my use? Why do grades always become a hurdle for me? I am extremely depressed.
When I got home, my parents looked at me with helpless eyes and then severely criticized me. My parents' reprimand made me unbearable. I was ashamed and turned and rushed into my bedroom. I didn't cry, but I was confused and didn't know what to do.
feel about
I can't sleep because of my inner remorse. I got up and went to the window, slowly opened the curtains and looked up at the sky. There is no moon in the dark night. There are two or three stars on a line. Yes, you can pursue the moon even if there is no sun in the sky. If there is no moon, you can also visit idolize. I seem to see the direction of my efforts again.
My eyes are bright, and the stars are like my dreams. How colorful the night sky would be if many stars were connected together. I want to follow the stars. I want to stop being confused in the dark without the sun and the moon. I want to find my own way to success.
success
After a while, I listened carefully, finished my homework on time, and kept reading. Finally, the final exam came. I really need this opportunity, and I hope to take this opportunity to show the results of my efforts during this time. In three days, I passed all the exams. To encourage me, my parents said that if I got good grades this time, I would get a big reward. Finally, I waited until the day I received the notice. I opened the report book excitedly. I was shocked. Sure enough, my efforts were not in vain, and my total score was much higher than last semester, 100.
I was filled with joy and walked home with my grade book. Along the way, the once gloomy scenery became so lovely and beautiful. When I got home, my parents rushed to see my grade book. They were ecstatic after reading it and read it over and over again. My mother suddenly hugged me and said, "My daughter has a bright future. With such good grades, rewards are indispensable." Say that finish, she handed me 50 yuan money from her pocket. I was just about to reach for it. My parents are very tired when they come back from work every day. They are always reluctant to buy things for themselves or save money for me to spend. I made up my mind and said to my parents, "I don't want this money." Save it and buy yourself clothes in the future. "
After finishing my homework at night, it is already hazy. I lay in bed, looked up at the night sky outside the window and said to myself, I finally succeeded, I grew up.