A beautiful sentence about the night

1. The scene in front of me is quite similar to a Chinese painting: the dissolving moonlight, the leisurely river, the small boat selling porridge, the ancient banyan with the "long beard" lightly, the ancient cannon with the cold light, and the people playing with sticks...... Ah, the night of Etan, it is so beautiful, it is rich in the beauty of the Chinese national tradition.

2. The night is quiet, and everything on the earth has fallen asleep.

3. In the canopy of the cold night, the half-moon hangs obliquely, and the stars are twinkling.

4. The moonlight shines on the sparkling sea, and the reflection of the stone is reflected on the sea. The stars blink happily on the side.

5. The moonlight does not change, but people change. She is no longer the protagonist of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I hope we all know that this is the price behind prosperity.

6. The street lights are on, and the crystal snowflakes are shining in the light and shadow, like groups of white moths.

7. The moon was still wandering hopelessly at the edge of the dark forest, and the river shone silver from time to time, without a hint of wind, but the treetops swayed slightly, and the trees and ghostly statues of the boulevard cast long, unpredictable shadows in between, and the fountain spat water, rustling through the vast and silent night.

8. The earth is already asleep, and the deserted streets are silent except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional barking of a dog or two.

9. At night, with a cool breeze, it blew through the sorghum leaves dripping with dewdrops, through the rattling poplar trees, through the shining river, and through the handsome cheeks of Lin Daojing, who was full of heat...... What a beautiful summer night, the shining stars shimmering movingly in the endless gray sky, and the gnats, crickets, and frogs that did not sleep, and chi, sang softly in the grass, by the pond, and in the crevices of the trees. The vast fields in a quiet slumber, the green crops, the babbling river, the crooked dirt roads stretching in the night, the fragrant smell of wild flowers and leaves, the rich and fresh and intoxicating air, and the life of this legendary revolutionary struggle, all seem extremely charming and beautiful in this unusual night.

10. When the sunset burns half of the sky, some people on the beach are swimming, some are collecting shells, and some are laughing to their heart's content, so the joy here is like the waves of the sea.

11. The moonlit night by the sea is beautiful and quiet, and you can only hear the sound of the waves in your ears; The breeze blows lightly on the face, making people feel relaxed and happy.

12. The silvery moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and there were the poignant cries of crickets everywhere. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery. All the eyes touch is something covered with this soft net, not a single grass or tree, it is not as realistic as in the daytime, they all have a vague, empty color, each of which hides its subtleties, keeps its secrets, and makes people feel like a dream.

13. The orange round glass roof under the trees can be seen, and an ethereal mist rises from the mountain gorge. A secluded lilac bush, the flowers have not yet bloomed, immersed in the moonlight. All the flowers, wet with dew, can be neatly divided among each other. Light and shadow mingle like that on the O Path, as if they were not made up of trees and roads, but rather transparent houses dangling around.

14. The night was too quiet, and the moonlight flashed a solemn and holy light on the leaves, on the pillars, on the armrests of rattan chairs, and on the faces of people, like a mist woven by a hazy silver veil. The sea seemed to fall asleep too, and I heard the whisper of soft waves crashing on the sand.

15. The street is like a calm river, winding in the dense shadows of the trees, only those leaves rustling due to the wind and rain, as if recalling the liveliness and busyness of the day.

17. The dark and dreary night seems to be smeared on the sky with boundless thick ink, and there is not even the glimmer of the stars.

18. On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the southwest sky. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth, it was so gloomy, but the stars of the Milky Way became more and more brilliant. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn, and millet, the chirping of autumn insects is resounding one after another, and the grasshoppers occasionally add a few accompaniments, blowing the ground like intermittently blowing cold eggplants. Willow trees hang silently on the roadside, shade the winding path of weedy bushes.

19. In the night sky, the moon is dim, the starlight is sparse, and the whole earth seems to have fallen asleep.

20. The sun has long been hidden, and the moon has not yet come out. The night, like a wide curtain, quietly opened, covering the mountains, rivers and fields. For a moment, the mountains in the distance, the houses and trees in the vicinity, all changed from clear to blurred. High in the sky, the stars jumped out one by one, so many, so bright, and so far away.

21. At night, when I look up, the dark blue sky is so charming, and there are small stars flashing in the sky. There were more and more of them, as if they were dancing on the blue carpet, and they seemed to be blinking and talking to me. Yes! The whole world seems so magical. Listen, the wind blows the poplars by the roadside, and the sound is rhythmic; The crickets also hid in the cracks in the walls, screaming endlessly. These sounds are intertwined into a natural and beautiful music that makes people feel as if they have stepped into a mysterious fairytale-like world.

22. The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the villages, the woods, the potholes, and the ditches seem to have all fallen into a mysterious silence at once.

23. At a glance, the sparse forest, the faint moon, and the blue sky are quite like the scenery of the barren river; Over there, it is lush, gloomy, and seems to hide boundless darkness; It's almost unbelievable that it's the prosperous Qinhuai River. But the dizzy lights in the river, the vertical and horizontal paintings, the melodious flute rhyme, and the squeaky huqin sound finally make us know the green Qinhuai water. The sky here is more bare, so I feel that the night is late; From the clear shadow of the water, what we feel is only a thin night - this is the night of the Qinhuai River.

24. The night is so charming, and the little blue stars in the sky are blinking mysteriously, so far away from us.