A good word to describe a silkworm baby: it is wearing a white dress.
1, reelect old silkworms as cocoons
2. White is bright and black is chubby.
3. Spring silkworm is white, fat and shiny.
4. Whale swallowing silkworm room spring silkworm spinning.
5, Gu Fu silkworm mother bites whales.
6, tireless silkworm performance crab Kuang suspended
Good sentence
1, silkworm babies only like to eat mulberry leaves, and they should be shot with scissors and arrows, otherwise the cocoon will be black. Once, I washed the mulberry leaves clean without wiping a drop of water on them. I thought it was watery and delicious. Silkworm baby definitely liked it better, but Silkworm baby didn't move. My classmates told me that it is not good to feed silkworms like this. Only then did I know what I had done wrong.
2. Silkworm babies grow fast and eat more. Today, I saw that they ate all the mulberry leaves at once, so I wanted to give them some fresh ones, and I ran to the place where the mulberry leaves were put, alas! There is not a single mulberry leaf. I think: Seeing that the silkworm babies are going to spin silk, now that the mulberry leaves are gone, can we just let them starve? How pathetic that is! So I took some vegetable leaves to feed them, and they didn't even look at them, preferring to be hungry.
4. Silkworms eat a lot. Mulberry leaves filled with a plastic bag were eaten up in a day and a half. In order to provide them with enough mulberry leaves, my mother and I will go shopping every two or three days, and sometimes we will go to the park to pick mulberry leaves, so as to ensure that the silkworm babies have a full stomach. They like fresh mulberry leaves best, but when they are hungry, even the dry leaves they hate can be swallowed hard.
These silkworm babies are as thick as refills, and all of them really hold their heads high and dream quietly. They sleep on the green mulberry leaves in bits and pieces, like sailboats sailing on the blue sea, which is refreshing and refreshing. What a lovely little Jingxi!
6. I picked up a silkworm and looked around. Its head is big, but its eyes are small, like a small black dot. The body is segmented, with a small black dot on each side of each segment. When I picked up the dead silkworm, a leaf was firmly attached to its foot. It took some effort to separate them. It turns out that silkworm's feet are like suckers!
7. Silkworm babies look a little strange. Its body is white and fat, slightly smaller at both ends, big in the middle and bulging in shape, about as thick as my little finger. If you look closely, you will find that their bodies are segmented and there are black rings on their bellies. There are some small black spots on both sides of my body, which my father says are pores. At first glance, there is a small black spot on the head of the silkworm baby, but when you look closely, you know that it is their mouth. When they eat mulberry leaves, their mouths open like rakes and they eat them piece by piece. I don't like their scalp. Wrinkled and ugly. Silkworm babies have so many feet, fourteen in all. There are three pairs of tail feet in the chest and four pairs of round meat feet in the abdomen. I really don't know what they want with those feet.
8. Silkworm babies eat all day long. You will definitely say that they are greedy, but I always feel that they are saving energy for cocooning and spinning.
9. Silkworm babies are smart to eat mulberry leaves. They wolfed down mesophyll, leaving all the complete sentences of Ye Jin. The mulberry leaves they have eaten are like nets.
10, silkworms are poor. It is so small that it will be trampled to death if it is not careful. Boys in our class also play with silkworms, and the one at the bottom is crushed to death. Some poked their classmates' silkworms with pencils. The silkworm bled a lot and died later. I secretly mourn for them.
1 1. Silkworms begin to spin silk. They hold their heads high, stand up their chests, slowly swing from side to side, vomit, vomit, endlessly, as if there is a mass of silk thread in their bellies that will never be exhausted. In a few days, they vomited a thick layer.
12, it is wearing a white dress. Still very fat. Darkmouth, the body section by section. There are several small spots on the side. There are 16 feet, which are small and have a few fine hairs on them. When you wear it on your hand, you will feel itchy and won't fall off. When you eat mulberry leaves, you eat them bit by bit, rustling like it's raining outside.
13, I observed them carefully: It turns out that the silkworm is divided into six or seven segments, and there are small black spots like stars on both sides of each segment. In front is its head, with small eyes like stars and a small brown mouth. There are six or seven feet under the body, and the feet are covered with fluff, which can be attached to walls and leaves.
A complete collection of good words and sentences that describe a large number of people and vividly.
1. The people in the square are like stars in the starry sky. 2. There are as many people coming and going in the street as there are jiaozi in the pot!
There are as many people as ants.
The sky is getting dark, the colorful lights in the square are on, and people are walking out of their homes with a happy mood. Gradually, more and more people gathered and kept coming from the entrance. The flower bed is full of people, the fountain is full of people, and there are many people in the square!
It turned out that when he was down and out, there was no one at home. Now that he has been admitted to the top prize, his family is really crowded.
6. His family has been crowded since he succeeded in his official career.
7. During the Spring Festival, there are many people walking in the square! It was so dark that it was crowded like ants.
8. The crowd in the square is like the stars in the starry sky.
9. There are too many people rushing to the temple fair. The sea of people is crowded. It was really a sweat for everyone.
10. In the flower season of Yangmingshan, cherry blossoms are everywhere, and people watching flowers are crowded with the whole mountain.
1 1. The scene I saw, that guy, was really a sea of people, firecrackers, gongs and drums and red flags.
12. As night fell, we came to Tianyi Square. There is a sea of people here, laughing and laughing. This is really a bustling world.
13. After dinner, we found a tour guide holding a red flag. Wow, a sea of people, all want to go to Haiyue Bay Water Park, there is no car, we actually took a rented bus, a * * * five cars, and a long queue set off for Haiyue Bay!
14. A sea of people. Look around, it's dark, and you can't see the edge!
15. Recently, domestic tourism is quite popular, so it is always crowded when you arrive at the resort.
16. At first glance, there was a sea of people, and people in the street jostled each other.
17. Side by side, it seems that people from all over the world have come to fight for the only car air in the world.
18. There are too many people rushing to the temple fair. The sea of people is crowded. Being squeezed by everyone is really sweaty.
19. Look over there, it's endless and crowded. That individual has more brains than ants!
20. In the flower season of Yangmingshan, cherry blossoms are everywhere, and people watching flowers are crowded with the whole hill.
2 1. There is a sea of people on the football field, waiting to watch the game.
22. Gradually, people gathered more and more, and they kept coming from the entrance side by side. The edge of the flower bed is full of people, and the edge of the fountain is full of people.
23. Look over there, there is a sea of people as far as the eye can see. That individual has more brains than ants!
There are so many people in the street that it is crowded. Everyone raises their clothes and sleeves like a colorful cloud.
25. There are so many people in the street, and everyone is walking around, which is very crowded, just like the surging waves in the sea.
26. During the Spring Festival, there are many people walking in the square! It was so dark that it was crowded like ants.
27. On Chang 'an Avenue, people who spontaneously came to bid farewell to the Prime Minister were crowded with streets more than ten miles long, just like a long queue. You can't see the head of the line in front, and you can't see the tail of the line in the back.
Good words and sentences describing seasons
Good words and sentences describing seasons
First, autumn is a golden world. Golden leaves are flying in the air, like dancing golden butterflies. In the field, the crops are ripe and the harvesters rumble, composing a golden symphony. Everything is so bright and dazzling.
Second, people often say that autumn is the harvest season. Yes, autumn in Jingzhou is full of harvest scenes. The cool autumn wind blows slowly, and the green earth suddenly turns golden yellow. Brilliant colors hang all over the branches, and the earth is golden and fragrant. There are clusters of big and round grapes hanging on the grape racks in the orchard. These grapes are as famous at home and abroad as glittering and translucent jade. Cotton is in full bloom against the morning sun again. At this time, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the golden fields prove that rice has been harvested again! My land of plenty is very busy. Zhu's I Love the Beauty of My Hometown
There is neither cloud nor wind in the air. All the trees stood there listlessly in the hot sun overhead.
Fourth, the sun in winter hides in the fog like a fear of cold, and dares not show its face.
The air in midsummer is hot and stuffy, just like striking a match.
6. Spring has come, and the spring breeze turns the grass green and blows away the small flowers. What a beautiful spring!
In July, the sun hung in the blue sky like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to be melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.
Eight, autumn, a name full of fruits.
Nine, in the middle of winter, snowflakes swept across the earth, as if to devour the whole world and every corner. The eaves were frozen with ice ridges, and the Red River was frozen with thick ice. -Winter in Guan Ying
Ten, autumn is deep. The sun is dim. Natural withering; Under the fog in October, the color slowly faded; Snow covered the top of the mountain. The grassland has been shrouded in dense fog, and the wet forest is silent, as if crying quietly. Deep in the Woods, a lonely bird called softly and timidly. It felt that winter was coming.
Eleven, one evening, I went out for a walk and suddenly felt that I was shrouded in a wonderful scenery.
12. The fireball-like sun hangs high in the air, burning the earth, and the ground is full of heat waves and burning faces. If you brush a layer of paste on the concrete floor, it will soon be baked into a delicious pancake, which will make people drool.
Thirteen, the autumn moon is covered with clouds, and the winter ridge is cold and pine. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
14. Grass reeds and red, white and purple wild flowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.
Fifteen, the south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)
Sixteen, because it is the end of winter, when I get to my hometown, it is already dark, and the cold wind blows into the cabin and purrs. Looking out from the gap, there are several depressed villages in the yellow world, far and near, and there is no vitality. I can't help feeling sad inside. -Lu Xun's hometown
On July and June, children change when they say it, and change when they say it. Just now it was clear in Wan Li, and soon it was dark clouds rolling, thunder and lightning.
Eighteen, the burning sun shines directly on the earth, exerting the power of midsummer, and even the crows in the trees are panting with their mouths open.
Nineteen, when the winter snow falls, this mountain (ao) is very quiet, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere. Heavy snow decorated the mountains into a crystal world, making the mountains and rivers more magnificent.
20. Near the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is blue and the golden phoenix is cool.
Twenty-one, the sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.
Twenty-two, the sky wall haze (mai), a tile of ash, like the posture of flying snow.
Twenty-three, in midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies dare to fly near the shade, as if afraid that the sun will burn their wings.
Twenty-four, the early summer sunshine is transmitted from the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.
Twenty-five, between Tianshui, it is clear, and there is a strong osmanthus fragrance in the warm air.
Twenty-six, the sky is getting brighter, and the light blue sky is inlaid with a few residual stars. The earth is hazy, like a silver-gray veil.
Twenty-seven, spring is not seen at first, but smelled.
Twenty-eight, the cold wind rolled with goose feathers and heavy snow. All of a sudden, Changbai Mountain was covered in silver and its head was white.
Twenty-nine, the naughty north wind roared, trying to blow off the snow coat and quilt.
In the midsummer of 30 and July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.
Thirty-one, the autumn wind is ringing and the wine is flying in the winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")
Thirty-two, an autumn wind blew, and pieces of fallen leaves danced and frolicked in the forest. The ground is like a thick carpet, which rustles when stepped on. The maple tree looks drunk, and its face is red with drunkenness. It is really beautiful.
Thirty-three, in autumn, the weather gradually cooled down, and a layer of white fog floated on the surface of the pond, slowly rising into the air and covering the small pond. Looking from a distance, there is a feeling of not knowing the true face of the pond, like a mirage looming in the fog. Small pond in Wang Yangyang campus
Thirty-four, the biting north wind roared, the grass and leaves fluttered all over the sky, and the yellow dust between heaven and earth was misty and chaotic.
Thirty-five, those tall and straight green trees have now taken off their green clothes and put on yellow fashion. Seen from a distance, the mountains are covered with gold.
Thirty-six, in the middle of winter, not to mention snowy days. Even if it doesn't snow, the sky is always foggy and gray, just like the original scenery, just like the days in the Arctic Circle, just like a photo that has gone out. -Qin Mu's Snow and Haze in Europe (Mai)
Thirty-seven, the weather is sultry, there is no wind at all, and the thick air seems to be frozen.
Thirty-nine, swarms of bees are busy in the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around diligently.
Forty, summer has arrived, and the hot steam is transpiration and flashing on the earth, like a fish swimming in a stream.
Forty-one, the autumn is crisp, the blue sky is like spotless glass, continuous clouds, white as snow, like milk.
Forty-two, the willows in the street look ill, their leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.
Forty-three, in early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets;
Forty-four, that day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, Feiyun and fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless. It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.
Forty-five, the scorching sun was in the sky, and on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down in the heat. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore.
Forty-six, the flaming umbrella is high in the air, so hot that the fish in the river dare not come out of the water and the birds in the mountains dare not fly out. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.
Forty-seven, the bird doesn't know where to hide; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!
Forty-eight, the fields in winter are particularly empty and vast. The northeast wind kept roaring in the fields. The firewood pile in the village was blown away, and the tree tried to stand firm like a powerful spirit, making its branches swing noisily, but the yellow leaves on the branches were blown off. These leaves, like being afraid of the cold, rolled into the ditch one by one and rolled to the feet of passers-by. -Lee Joon, in greater Amb Lee. 》
At forty-nine, the wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It tells us that spring has passed.
Fifty, the weather is getting colder, and the noisy cicada is blown away by the autumn wind, replaced by the inscription of the cricket at night.
Fifty-one, autumn is full of harvest scenes, the fragrance of fruits and people's happy laughter everywhere.
Fifty-two, I don't know if the recent splash has started, but it is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")
53. The earth dreams of spring under the snow, and spring has realized this dream.
54. Everything has changed since the earth arrived in this cold season. The sky is gray, like chaotic weather after a strong wind, and there is clear snow in the blue sky. People walk fast, and the breath around their mouths seems to smoke when they are cold. -Xiao Hong's Biography of Hulan River
55. It is easier to occupy empty space in spring and squeeze into cistanche deserticola in summer.
56. In the golden autumn, the earth is golden and everything has changed its face.
Fifty-seven, the leaves turn from green to yellow, and they are spinning down and soft; The leaves on the maple tree are red, like a big red cloud; Urged by the autumn wind, leaves danced in the air and finally fell into the river, floating around like a boat.
58. Summer, in my impression, is the morning dew and the stars at night.
59. Spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.
Sixty, children learn to be neighbors in winter, but they are ignorant of preciousness. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)
Sixty-one, a heavy snow, the roadside trees are full of silver flowers, and the buildings shine with dazzling Yin Hui like Qionglou Yuyu.
62. Autumn means maturity. After a continuous autumn rain, the wind with obvious smell of soil, ripe rice and fruit, floating in the slightly dry air, makes people feel particularly comfortable. Ripe rice, like a shy little girl, lowers her head; Sorghum is like a drunk, from blushing to neck; Snow-white cotton piles into hills; Red apples and golden oranges are mouth-watering (Xi 'an). Looking at this harvest scene, people's faces showed happy smiles. Zhou Libo's Autumn
Sixty-three, straight cement road has been paved with a long white carpet, so pure, so crystal clear, it looks really unbearable to step on it.
Sixty-four, in winter, snowflakes, like glittering and translucent elves, playfully rolled down the mountainside and fell to the ground.
Sixty-five, a breeze, snowflakes quietly spread all over the earth, laying a thin layer of silver blanket on the field.
In winter, it is snowing heavily and white everywhere. Only the pine tree is still so bright green, and small snowflakes fall on it, like white flowers.
Sixty-seven, the autumn sunshine is mild and slightly chilly, the scenery is getting clearer and brighter, and everything is beautiful beyond description.
Sixty-eight, the fields are full of fruits. It's golden here and orange there. In autumn, the earth looks like a carpet in Zhang Huali.
Sixty-nine, spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves jumping in the warm wind.
Seventy, early winter morning, I came to the balcony, clear and cool air seeped into my heart, feeling very relaxed. The mountains in the distance look better than usual in the clouds. The nearby trees are wrapped in a faint mist, like a small ivory gauze, and the remaining red leaves on the trees fly like butterflies. It's really beautiful. Many trees have lost their leaves, but only pines and cypresses are not afraid of cold and are still so green. -Early winter morning in Tan Chun.
Seventy-one, the whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.
Seventy-two, the golden autumn season, full of leaves of rehmannia, the earth has become a golden world.
In the midsummer of July 73, the blue sky was washed, the sun rose, and the green fields gradually turned dark green in the fiery red sun.
Seventy-four, winter has come, and the flowers are gone. (Chen Yi: "Mei")
Seventy-five, the willow leaves are curled, the flowers are low, and the lake is steamed. Do you want to cook the small fish? Ah, don't worry, don't worry, here comes the dragonfly, flying very low and circling the lake. This is an it report-it's going to rain, it's going to rain.
Seventy-six, autumn wearing a golden suit, with light steps, quietly came to the world.
Seventy-seven, the autumn in Saibei, the time and space are bright and blue.
Good words about spring
Trees in spring are at the beginning of spring, in spring and flood.
Meng Chun Chunshan Qingming Grain Rain
The rain in early spring stung the vernal equinox.
Early spring spring, spring spring, spring spring, spring spring, spring spring.
Spring cold spring bird spring honey spring grass
Warm spring, warm spring, three spring, mid spring.
Spring water, spring breeze, spring tide, late spring
Peach, red, Li Bai, flying flowers, green flowers, diligent people, early spring.
The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the spring water is full of joy.
In the spring breeze and warm days, birds sing and swallow.
In late spring, the weather is late in spring, and spring is strong in March.
Spring rain is continuous, spring grass is lush, and spring trees are lush.
Spring is full.
Hao Yu knows that spring is warm at first, but it is still cold, and spring is chilly.
Spring flowers are in full bloom, singing and dancing are rising, and spring trees are flourishing.
Vientiane is updated, bees fly and butterflies dance, and spring mountains are like makeup.
Charming spring, red plum spring back to the earth.
Peach, willow, green, spring warms bloom.
The spring river seems to practice spring scenery, and the spring water ripples.
Good words about summer
Long summer into summer, from summer to early summer.
Midsummer, midsummer, summer, summer
Summer clothes, summer nights and summer hours
Summer, late summer, early summer, long summer.
Summer is bitter, summer is cool, summer is hot and summer is cool.
Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot.
Hot, muggy, hot, hot, hot air and heat wave.
The Chinese department avoids the department to cool down.
It's cold in the dog days, and it's hot and poisonous.
Early summer season is near long summer, which is early summer.
Long summer, spring goes and summer comes, late spring and early summer.
It's time to order, it's midsummer, it's midsummer.
Summer used to be a hot summer, a hot summer.
Summer, summer and summer
Summer, hot summer, hot summer
Hot summer, hot summer, cool summer, hot summer.
In hot summer, May, yellow and June are June.
It is hot in dog days, and it is hot in dog days.
This is a hot summer, this is a hot summer.
Late summer is the rainy season.
Rainy season, summer harvest season, spring seed and summer harvest season
Summer Harvest Summer Sowing Summer Harvest Summer Busy xia yang Summer Hot.
June is hot, summer is hot, and summer is terrible.
The sun is hot, the sun is hot, the sun is hot.
It's hot in the sun and hot in summer.
Summer is very thick, and the hills in summer are as green as Xia Shu.
Summer water soup, summer sun and moon cicada singing.
Good words about autumn
Autumn, autumn, autumn moon, autumn.
Autumn is autumn, autumn is autumn, and autumn equinox is autumn.
Autumn rain, autumn mountain, autumn scenery and cool autumn Qiu Guang.
Autumn leaves, autumn clouds, autumn frost, autumn chrysanthemum.
Autumn harvest in autumn scenery and early autumn in beginning of autumn.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Golden Autumn, Mid-Autumn Festival, Late Autumn
Sanqiu in late autumn.
Autumn is crisp, the autumn wind is bleak, and the autumn wind is red.
Frost, Ye Zhiqiu, withered leaves, overflowing rivers and blue flowers.
Autumn is as cool as water, and autumn moon is like a mirror.
Autumn water looks through autumn water and autumn chrysanthemum is in full bloom.
Layers of forest are fully dyed with chrysanthemum yellow crab fertilizer
Good words about winter
Winter, winter, winter moon, winter.
Winter, winter, winter solstice and winter snow at the end of the East.
Early winter, late winter, late winter and late winter.
Residual winter, cold winter, severe winter, deep winter.
Slight cold, heavy cold, light snow, heavy snow and ice
When the wind blows, the snowflake becomes nine pieces.
It's freezing, biting cold.
The cold wind blows hard, and the cold winter wind howls.
Snow is flying all over the sky, ice and snow.
The goose feather and snow are frozen for thousands of miles, and the north wind is whistling.
Dripping into ice, snowflakes flying, Yushu Yin Hua
It's freezing, it's freezing, it's cracked, it's freezing
In the cold weather, the makeup is made of jade and the snow is falling heavily.
Snowflakes dance wildly, and snow turns into frost in one breath.
Thousands of trees wither, wintersweet bloom, pines and cypresses are cold.
Good words and sentences describing autumn rain
The rain in the sky is floating a little, like fine sand flying all over the sky; It brings a hope to the green things on the earth, moistens the leaves, brings a pleasant taste to the ducks in the pond, and looks for the mystery of autumn.
Peach and plum trees bloom in the spring wind, and buttonwood leaves fall in autumn.
Broken rainbow, rain, clear autumn sky, mountain color dyeing eyebrows, new green broken rainbow: residual rainbow. Yuji: The rain has stopped. Eyebrow trimming: long eyebrows that describe the beauty of the mountain. Huang Songting's Nian Nu Jiao
For the rainy dusk, the rain is sprinkled on the river, and it is drizzling in autumn: it is like a drizzle. Song Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou
Autumn wind blows Bai Bo, and autumn rain beats lotus. Sanli Pinghu, a passer-by feels that autumn is full of lost lotus: residual lotus. Yuan Zaju "Miscellaneous Poems of Sheyang Lake in Jiudu Gaoyou"
The autumn rain masked a very good smell. Pears are fragrant, pineapples are sweet, and apples and oranges, with many sweet smells, are hidden in small raindrops! Children's feet are often attracted by the fragrance.
Autumn rain blew the golden trumpet, telling everyone that winter is coming. The little magpie brought branches to build a house, the little squirrel brought pinecones as food, and the little frog was digging a hole to get a comfortable sleep. Pine and cypress put on heavy shiny clothes, and willow leaves floated to the foot of the tree. They are all preparing for winter.
Autumn rain brings a harvest song to the earth and a happy song to the children.
Autumn rain is a key. It is cool and gentle, gently, gently, and opens the door of autumn when you are not paying attention.
Autumn rain, there is a box of colorful pigments. Look, it gives the ginkgo tree yellow. Yellow leaves are like handfuls of small fans, which one to fan and which one to fan to drive away the summer heat. It gives red to maple, and the red maple leaves float like stamps, bringing coolness in autumn. Gold is the color of the field. Look, the field is like a golden ocean. Orange and red represent fruit trees. You are squeezing and touching oranges and persimmons, vying for people to pick them! Chrysanthemum fairy gets more colors, purple, light yellow and snow-white beautiful chrysanthemums nod frequently in the autumn rain.
Autumn rain, falling underground, is like an endless picture scroll.
The autumn rain is falling and fluttering. As silk, as silk, as fog, as smoke. Cool silk falls on the face and flows into the mouth, sweet, like rice wine and honey, intoxicating, dreamy and infatuated.
Autumn rain is like smoke and fog, floating silently in the rubble, on the litter in the open space, getting wet on the ground, the house and the trees.
Autumn rain is rustling, and this is it playing. Play with yellow rice fields, red maple trees, golden everywhere, and autumn colors symbolizing maturity and harvest.
Autumn rain swished down. Fine rain threads weave a gray curtain between heaven and earth.
The sky washed by autumn rain is as blue as the sea. Clouds of white clouds float slowly on the water like canoes sailing.
Su Yu came to rest, empty mountains and clear autumn air Su Yu: It rained last night. Tang traveled to Maoling with Wei and Jin Dynasties.
The rain is green, the frost garden is red and green: green grass. Closed: full. It means that after the rain, the path in the yard is covered with green grass, and the garden is covered with red leaves after frost, and the courtyard is desolate and lonely. Tang Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai
The rain in Qiu Lai is cold, and the wind in Qingjiang is cool. Tang Li Bai's "Reward in Rain"