A passage describing the ocean

1. My hometown is very cold here, but Hainan is still warm as spring. Tall coconut trees, green lawns, warm islands, fresh sea breeze, and blue and clear sea are as ethereal as blue sky. This is Hainan in my memory. Behind the community is the sea, because it is a suburb, and the people who come are always scattered. The boundless sea, singing lonely songs, ebbs and flows, washing away the stranded white shell.

2. Listen, at this time, the sound of the sea is surging, people are immersed in passion, people forget everything, and the unrestrained picture suddenly emerges in front of them. Finally, it's time for Mother Hai to be on duty. Her gentle touching is the most beautiful scenery in the world. People often daydream in her arms and often feel the gentle touch of the sea breeze. ...

Sometimes when the tide is high, many shells are washed ashore, colorful and beautiful. Step on the soft beach and play with fine sand. It's interesting to pick up shells on the beach. The sea is like a mirror. A gust of wind blew, the mirror broke, the sea became angry and broke the quiet sky.

Listening to the sound of the sea is like listening to your songs, your thoughts and your beating pulse. The sea will take away all my thoughts and gently stick them on your earlobe at high tide every day. Believe me, no matter where I am in the future, whether you remember me or not, I will definitely go back to find you, and then sit on the wet beach with you, bathed in salty sea breeze.

I went to West Island by boat, and the blue sea was at my feet, surging. I stood on the beach, letting the sea overflow my feet, watching it take away the golden sand under my feet, and watching the sand merge into the vast ocean, thinking: Maybe I will never come back. At this moment, the wind blew and I heard the sea singing. So familiar melody, so gentle whisper, just like snuggling in my mother's warm arms, my heart is so calm, just like a pool of water in late autumn, calm to no waves.

6. Standing by the sea and looking from afar, the sky is connected with the sea, and the sea is connected with the sky. The sea and sky are the same color, and the scenery is extremely spectacular. The sun shines on the sea, shining like a layer of gold. A breeze is blowing, and rows of waves are rough, like rolling snow waves flapping on Jinshan. How beautiful!

7. The depths of the sea are calm, the life of flowers is silent, and the towering mountains are silent. Many spectacular lives in nature often show people with silence. Silence, though silent, is the most powerful. The sun shines quietly on the earth, in the flowers, in the leaves, on the roof and in the running water, everywhere. He announced his existence in a quiet way, and his existence is indispensable. Early morning rain and dew, when people get up, have wet every leaf, every flower and every inch of land in the quiet night. All along, life is quietly growing or aging. The volcano was brewing in silence, and people didn't hear his voice until the moment it erupted. In silence, a powerful force lurks.

8. The sea is willing to accept your feelings, your sadness and your silence. A person's sea is lonely, lonely, but you like it, crying at the turbulent sea, melting all your unhappiness and sadness in the sea and taking them away together. Sit on the beach, let the waves kiss your feet, look at the distant sea level and look forward to a bright future. Listen to the sound of the sea quietly, and the sea will smile at you, hold you tightly in your arms with wide arms, sing to you and tell a touching story not far away. Did he tell you that a boy from a foreign city still loves you deeply and waits for you, even though the tides have ebbed and flowed in the past tens of thousands of years? He looks at the direction of the sea like you every day, thinking about the way you smile and the happy past of your classmates. At that moment, he was happy and happy!

9. Looking around, the sea water turns from clear to green, from green to blue, and from blue to blue. As far as the eye can see, the waves on the shallows roll gently, and you chase after me and clap my feet. The beach is soft, just like stepping on soft cotton.

10, the sea is so beautiful and vast. The endless sea, surging waves and white water splashing in the air are all destined to be so harmonious and beautiful. But the sea cannot be without surging waves. The waves raised by the sea are more than several meters high, and the entrained sediment is surging and roaring.

1 1, Dadonghai is choppy and not as touching as a stream. I was walking on the beach, and the sea hit me again and again, knocking me over, but I felt very satisfied. I remember the first time I went to the seaside. I picked up beautiful shells on the beach. My mother picked up a white snail and put it in my ear. The sound of the waves lingered in my ears. My mother said it was the sea singing. As I grow up a little, the sea in my memory has long gone away at any time, diluting the wonderful singing. Today, I came here again. I haven't seen you for a long time, mother sea.

12, the wind on the other side is drifting away, and those fleeting years flow like a long stream of water to the boundless ocean of time. Good times are always fleeting. In a blink of an eye, the winter vacation has quietly left and the new semester is about to begin. Now I recall the dream-like winter vacation life, and only the sound of the waves lingers in my ears for a long time, which is still clear.

13. In the evening, you will take a walk by the sea, and you will be completely immersed in the beautiful scenery of the sea. A gust of wind strikes, and the sea is like an angry wave. You won't realize it until the sea soaks your pants.

14, came to the seaside, looked around, the sea and the sky are the same color, vast and boundless, and the sea and the sky are close together. On the sea, small white sails are swaying in the sea, and only seagulls hover in the air for a while before flying to the sea to fish and play. The sea is undulating, and the waves like hills beat the beach violently like furious lions, and then returned to the sea quietly like shy girls.

15. The sea there is blue, and Wuzhizhou can be seen not far away. The scenery is beautiful, but the waves are rough, and the waves are more than one meter high, which makes people love and fear. Even adults standing on the beach are afraid to go near it for fear of being caught in the sea.

16, in the morning, the sun shed a few golden rays. I sat under the tree and looked at the sparkling sea, shining. A little crab poked its head out of the beach and danced by the sea. Every time, the tide slowly recedes, leaving colorful shells on the beach. I carried a small bamboo basket and gently picked up those shells. Sea, you are so beautiful and peaceful! When my mother gently called me home, I looked at the endless sea for a long time. Although I walked slowly, I couldn't be calm for a long time. ...

17, the beach and the sea are beautiful, and all kinds of shells are dazzling; All kinds of people are colorful, all kinds of boats are wonderful and spectacular, and all kinds make me feast my eyes. Now I can't wait to run to the sea and share the blue sky with it. My brother and I are playing in the sea. Everyone can feel the happiness brought by the sea.

I love your sea, your vastness, your beauty and your mystery. Ocean, you are a tolerant mother. The sea, your generosity, is an example for us to learn.

19 I swam happily in the sea with a swimming ring. I swam east and west for a while, and my grandfather on the shore took a picture of me. When I first entered, there was a small stone in the sea, and then there was sand. The sea is deep and shallow, and you can see small fish swimming. I had a water fight with my big brothers and sisters, and I was very happy.

20. Sometimes Hou Dahai is like a mother, emitting a warm breath; Sometimes the sea is like endless blue satin; At other times, the sea is like a musician playing a storm! Ah, sea, sea, you are the sun in my heart, take away my fatigue and kiss my little feet. The little footprints I left on the golden beach are you, the lovely sea, which washed away my childhood memories over and over again. Whenever night falls, I stand on the beach, so harmonious and beautiful that I want to close my eyes and indulge in it. ...

A passage describing a puppy

My family has a lively puppy. It has snow-white fur, and only its forehead is light brown. It has a sharp and long mouth, sharp teeth and claws, a red and wet nose, triangular ears and bright big eyes, just like a snow white. It is very beautiful. I gave the dog a name, Huanhuan.

My family has a naughty dog, yellow. Whenever I come home, it wags its tail and runs to me. As long as I put my hand on its head, it will stand up on its hind legs, which is very cute. This dog was kept by me 13 years old, almost a year ago.

Dogs are man's most loyal friends, so my father bought a puppy. The puppy's hair is black, and there is not a hair on it. Its little ear hangs down and just touches its shoulder. The cutest thing is the puppy's watery eyes. Whenever I walk in front of it, it winks playfully. So cute!

Grandma has a little dog named Bai Bai. Every time I go to grandma's house, she always follows me. He is white and handsome, with long hair like white satin, hairy round head, a pair of small black eyes like light bulbs, a small black nose protruding outwards, and his mouth kept screaming, with a sharp and thin voice, like a child humming.

Honey, it's a little Beijing dog I have. Although we have only been together for less than half a year and separated for almost a year, it was really cute and lively that day. Its hair was brown and it felt particularly comfortable. Its eyes are black, its nostrils are always wet, and it has a pair of small claws. During the half year that I got along with this puppy, which is less than 40 cm long, many things happened between us, some were happy, unforgettable and some were sad.

A passage describing autumn

The autumn sunshine is warm and comfortable, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and soft, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Autumn sunshine is warm and comfortable, autumn breeze is warm and gentle, autumn blue sky and white clouds are elegant, and autumn fields are golden everywhere.

In autumn and October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dead leaves. Mother Earth's broad mind is like welcoming and hugging a returning child. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.

Isn't it often said that autumn is golden? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and provided countless foods to many creatures, including people, to prolong their lives.

Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season is as lovely as spring, as warm as summer and as charming as winter.

The autumn wind blows gently, cool, blowing flowers and trees, as if a warm mother was gently humming a lullaby to send her children into a sweet dream.

As soon as the autumn wind passes, the grains are fragrant. That piece of farmland, from a distance, looks like a thousand waves rolling; Looking carefully, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum turned red and corn was happy.

You are more prosperous and colorful in autumn than in spring.

Autumn, beautiful season, harvest season, golden season, is as desirable as spring with flowers in full bloom, as enthusiastic as hot summer, and as charming as winter with snowflakes fluttering.

In autumn, the sky is clear and white clouds are smiling. Tall poplars are clapping their hands, and the wind is quietly conveying good news.

Autumn symbolizes maturity and harvest.

In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and a large area of land was exposed to yellow.

The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter; The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.

Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, persimmons full of fire, or green vegetable fields.

A passage describing the moon

1, the moonlight is like water, pouring down from nine days, and suddenly I feel helpless on the moon. She cocked her head and looked at the horizon in the distance, as if everything between heaven and earth had nothing to do with her. Moonlight is just to pour out your feelings. Good moon, what are you thinking? Are you waiting for Hou Yi and the sun like Chang 'e?

The moon is not always satisfactory. Sometimes it's thin, pathetic and curved. It seems that some labor has bent her waist. Like a lonely boat, how can it withstand the tsunami waves in the vast space? It is also like a sickle that works forever. I am tired enough. Seeing the crescent moon, the poets in the Song Dynasty expressed their feelings that "the moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows, which can never be achieved in ancient times".

Whenever the sun sets in the west, on the other side of the sky, the moon will rise and look at us happily. The rising moon is a little red, like a red lantern. When the moon rose into the night sky, it changed into red clothes and put on a green skirt. It looked green, like a piece of jade, and hung brightly in the night sky. Look, bright moonlight, hazy, moonlight like water, pouring down from the sky like a waterfall.

4. I came to the tree and suddenly looked up and found that several branches and the moon formed a wonderful picture: several branches formed an approximate square, and the moon was right in the middle, which seemed to frame a perfect picture. Looking closely, the bright moonlight and the deep blue color of the sky set each other off in the frame, as if the moon were frozen. Unexpectedly, the bright moonlight and the deep blue color of the sky match so beautifully. And when I went out to see the moon and the sky, I found that they were not so charming. The brilliance of the moon is simply inconspicuous in the endless darkness, and the wonderful collocation just now has also become a patchwork.

The moon has endless beauty, with her gorgeous smile. So there was "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream"; With "the bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze crows at midnight"; To "smoke cage cold water cage sand, night parking Qinhuai restaurant"; With "poor September third night, the dew is like a real pearl, and the moon is like a bow" …

6. Moonlight filled the garden, the distant Woods were covered with silver brilliance, and the thick shadows were baked in the Woods, silent and serious. The water in the fountain and the microwave in the pool all reflect the bright moonlight and ripple there. The green leaves under her feet and the flowers and plants nearby are covered with moonlight, soft and silent, and trampled by her.

7. Silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets screamed everywhere. The fragrance of the night permeates the air and weaves into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. What the eyes come into contact with is covered with this soft net. No matter what grass or tree it is, it is not as realistic as during the day. Everything has a vague and illusory color, and everything hides its details and guards its secrets, making people feel like dreaming.

8. A full moon slowly climbed the hillside. The pale shadow of the moon used to be even paler. Looking at the way home, the moon seems to be waiting for the wanderer from afar to go home, leaving only a few rays of residual light shining on the earth and moving slowly.

9. The moon rises from the edge of the forest, emitting cold light, which makes the snow-covered fields look extraordinarily white and makes people feel colder. Thousands of stars are like pearls in the night sky, shining with the light of Yin Hui.

10, and then look at the night sky. The curved moon hangs in the sky, bleak, mysterious, lonely, lonely, warm, affectionate and bitter, which we can't forget at a glance. No matter what the situation, we never get tired of watching it and revel in it. Yes, we have a permanent hope for the moon!

1 1, as soft as floc and as light as silk, is surrounded by the bright moon rising in Ran Ran, and the brightness reflects the surroundings into colorful apertures, which are deep and shallow, if there is something, if there is nothing. Unlike the sunset glow, it is more elegant, not as brilliant as the sunset glow, and only gives you a touch of joy and sadness.

12, the night sky is beautiful tonight, with boundless dark blue, which paves the way for the background at night. The stars also dance and sing, shining their own light for the full moon. Of course, the protagonist is still a full moon, saying it is a full moon is actually not satisfied. There are always some flaws and regrets.

13, the moonlight is still like water, the ground is covered with a layer of silver gauze, and the window lattice is plated with a layer of platinum. Magic and beauty coexist in the brain. Through the deep night sky, I seem to see the coldness of the Guanghan Palace take people away, as if I saw the purity of Chang 'e, as if I saw the laurel tree scarred, as if I saw Su Dongpo's affectionate gaze, as if I saw Zhou Youwang beating the saddest melody and the most desperate elegy with tears in the quiet moonlight. ...

The moon is very sad. Her pain is only known to herself. In the silent night, she is lonely, without any confidants, and without any excitement of human voices, only the emptiness and boundless loneliness like water. What else can she do? I have to shed my faint light on the world, amuse myself and create some feelings of Yang Yang, which may be her most solid comfort.

15, I sat in a rocking chair and took a deep breath, only feeling relaxed and happy. On the black sky, a few stars are scattered, like shyness, peeping at the world. Among them is a silver moon-the fifteenth moon. She is round and big, like a round moon cake. I think Tiangou's saliva must be "flying down three thousands of feet"! The moon just woke up from sleep, and her face was slightly red, yellow and white, just like mixed paint. She looks like a fifteen-year-old girl's face, but it is covered with deep wrinkles, like an old lady's face. Yes, the age of the moon, no one can say clearly. On the round face of the moon, there is a kind and gentle smile, quietly looking at the earth. A few silver-gray clouds wandered around her like fairies dancing. The bright moonlight covered the earth with a silver-gray veil and decorated the world like a dream. The moonlight shone on my rocking chair, like a magician, turning the recliner into silver.

16, it's getting dark, but I still can't stop. The moon came out. Today's moon is big and round. It gives off bright light and covers the earth with a layer of silver frost. Around, the cool breeze blows gently, and the leaves fall from the trees and into the sea of lilacs. In the distance, birds sing from time to time. Lilacs are swaying like waves in a purple sea. Ah, how beautiful!

17, at night, a full moon is embedded in the blue sky, just like a jade plate, dazzling. Clouds drifted past her as if dancing. Looking at the bright moonlight, enjoying the wonderful night scene, thinking that the "Chang 'e" satellite we launched is still flying around the moon, a beautiful dream was born in my mind.

I love the moon, and I love its gentleness and tranquility. The moon never shines on the earth like the sun; Nor is it as fast or slow as the wind; Not as lazy as a cloud. The moon always looks at the earth tenderly and "smiles" at the stars.

19, when the sun sets, the sun gradually fades its brilliant brilliance, leaving the earth with dark red sadness, perhaps a kind of fear, and bringing the world into darkness. Suddenly, an inexplicable silvery white was sprinkled on the earth. I looked up and was surprised. Ah, the moon, it's the moon! The moon touches the earth with her bright light, which makes the earth more charming and mysterious. We have less fear and more dreams.

20. The rising moon shed a clear glow. Cover the window with silver gauze. The moon comes out very late, just like a fairy waiting for the audience to calm down. The full moon moves slowly in the blue sky, like someone holding a jade plate and slowly walking into a thin light cloud. The clouds are moving slowly. The full moon, which has been swallowed for a long time, suddenly jumped out, like a golden plate just baked: brilliant, brilliant and dazzling, illuminating the whole earth.