Idiom describing few people and being abandoned.

First: the door is empty.

1. Commentary: Luo: Catch with a net. You can set up a net in front of the gate to catch sparrows. It is described as cold and few guests.

2. From: "Historical Records Biography of Zheng Zheng": "At the beginning, the duke was Ting Wei, and the guests were at the door; And the waste can stand a sparrow outside the door. "

3. Example: The handmaiden is scattered, not half a year, ~ easy. ◎ Qing Ji Cloud Notes on Yuewei Caotang (Volume 21)

Second: it is uninhabited.

1. Description: Very vague, no one else.

2. From: "Flower and Moon Mark" 47: "Huaibei in January, swept away thousands of miles."

3. Example: During the Long March, the Red Army cut off the pass and trudged on the grassland. ◎ Liu Bocheng's review of the Long March

Three: Very few.

1. Description: rarely: rarely described. Very rare, very rare.

2. From: Qing Li Garbo's "A Brief History of Civilization" for the first time: "There are very few poems."

This book is very beautiful. If I know more about songs, I am afraid it will be more interesting. Such a doctor is now in Japan. ◎ Lu Xun's letter to Yamamoto Chuzhi

Four: only a handful [qūzhǐkěshǔ]

1. Description: The number of descriptions is very small, and you can count them by pulling your finger.

2. From: Tang Hanyu's poem "Recalling the Past and Zhang Eleven": "I died in the spring sequence and pitied the baby for a few days." Song Ouyang Xiu's Collection of Historical Records Tang An Gong Mei Zheng's Postscript: "There are only a handful of Confucian scholars today, not three or four. If you can't do anything, you can't cover it. "

3. Example: There are only a few national industries left in China! Mao Dun's Midnight II

Five: as few as the morning star

1. Explanation: Sparse: Sparse. As rare as the stars in the morning. A few.

2. From: Qi Harmony in the Southern Dynasties _ "Lu Jing Night Hair": "Xiaoxing is sparse, and the morning light reflects again." Tang Hanyu's poem "Huashan Girl": "The Taoist priest in yellow clothes also said that the seat is as sparse as a star."

3. Example: Neishan Bookstore often goes to the bookstore, but not every day, and rambling talents are also lonely. ◎ Lu Xun's letter to Yamamoto Chuzhi

Describe the abandoned streets during the epidemic.

1. The once busy street became empty.

2. The night under the epidemic is particularly bleak, just like an empty city! I sincerely hope that the virus will pass as soon as possible, and I hope that it will pass as soon as it wakes up.

The streets become deserted, and pedestrians are no longer in a hurry.

4. A person walks in the dark street, leaving only himself and his shadow under the dim light.

This year is different, the street is really much colder than in previous years.

6. The street is so deserted that I don't want to walk on it at all. It's hard to imagine how deserted it will be during the Spring Festival. Why didn't I feel anything last year? Is it because of the epidemic? The streets are really deserted now, which makes people feel distressed.

Sentences describing abandoned streets

1, the night is like a thick inkstone, which is too deep to melt.

2. What kind of mood is it to stand on the deserted roadside? I suddenly feel wronged and want to cry. So, I hurried back.

When I got home, I saw my parents talking while watching TV, and my heart calmed down again.

You can only hear the car's flute in the silent street.

I began to want to hide myself in an empty corner, so that I can cry alone without scruple.

A person walks in the dark street, leaving only himself and his shadow under the dim light.

6. When the night started, people were already asleep. In a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, snow-white angels slowly fall from the night sky. Light snow and dance music at night,

Here it comes.

7. The night sky is like a navy curtain, dotted with sparkling stars, which makes people deeply intoxicated.

8. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze and the occasional dog barking, the deserted street was silent.

9. After the typhoon, the earth was silent, and you could hear butterflies flapping their wings.

10, I came back from that street and found that this street is such a good place. Quiet, few people, the road is not wide, two

The surface is an old building, which is also cool. Walk slowly, and the whole person can calm down.

Idioms describing a few people.

Idioms describing few people are: less, less, less, less like the morning star, in twos and threes.

1, rarely

Pinyin: liáoliáowújǐ.

Interpretation: there are few descriptions, not many.

From: Qing Li Garbo's A Brief History of Civilization for the first time: "Even few people write poems."

2, rare

Pinyin: ou

Interpretation: phoenix hair, unicorn horn. Metaphor is a rare person or thing.

From: Liang Bin's "Red Flag Spectrum" 20: "Only you are admitted to the county seat, which is rare anyway."

3. Only a few.

Pinyin: qūzhǐkěshǔ.

Interpretation: You can count clearly when you pull your finger, and the number is rare.

From: Mao Dun's Midnight II: "There are few national industries left in China!"

4, as few as the morning star

Pinyin: liá oru ò ché nx and ng.

Interpretation: describe scarcity.

From: Lu Xun's "Letters to Yamamoto Chuji": "Neishan Bookstore often goes, but not every day, and there are very few people who talk to each other, which makes people feel lonely."

5. In twos and threes

Pinyin: sā ns ā nli, ngli and ng.

Interpretation: Three places together describe a small number of people.

From: Chronology of Wen Yiduo's Complete Works: "At that time, people wearing tweed hats were scattered in the streets around Linwen Street in twos and threes."

Poetry that was once lively and now deserted

1.

Liang Zhu has been idle for a long time, and every spring comes, he is still disappointed. Every day, I often get sick and drink, but I don't care that my face is thin in the mirror. Why do they have to worry about new things every year? The independent small bridge is full of wind sleeves, and the linping crescent people return home. Jade building is bleak, and it is a bit boring after parting. There are no books, and there are no books. In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it. Therefore, looking for a single pillow in a dream, the dream is not only light but also embers. The butterfly garden is deep, willow piles of smoke, and the curtain is not heavy. Christmas red flies over the swing. The pavilions are full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. Tender and tearful, the building is not near the dangerous fence. There are spring mountains everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside them.

2. Poems expressing desolation

Liang Zhu has been idle for a long time, and every spring comes, he is still disappointed. Every day, I often get sick and drink, but I don't care that my face is thin in the mirror. Why do they have to worry about new things every year? The independent small bridge is full of wind sleeves, and the linping crescent people return home. Jade building is bleak, and it is a bit boring after parting. There are no books, and there are no books. In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it. Therefore, looking for a single pillow in a dream, the dream is not only light but also embers. The butterfly garden is deep, willow piles of smoke, and the curtain is not heavy. Christmas red flies over the swing. The pavilions are full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin and the grass is warm and swaying. Sorrow is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water. Inch tender feelings tears for you, the building is not near the dangerous fence. Spring mountains are everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside the spring mountains. Langtaosha wishes the east wind to bring wine, and * * * hangs calmly. Forget to come back, it is impossible to say that spring will be dusk. Flowers will eat cold food, whose tree the car is tied to. Will we meet a stranger when Shuang Yan comes? Stir up the spring sorrow like catkins, and there is nowhere to find it in the dream. Jade pagoda spring is not finished, and I intend to say the return date, but I didn't say to swallow the spring first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Don't renovate without a song. A song can teach you how to tie the knot. You must see all the flowers in Luoyang. It's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. Youth travel is dry and sunny. More specifically, I remember Wang Sun. The rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Linjiang Xianchi, and the sound of the rain dripped and broke the lotus. The rainbow in the west corner of the small building is bright, withered and oblique, and the moonlight is born. Swallows fly to see the painted building, the jade hook hangs the curtain, the cool waves are motionless, the lines are flat, the water is clear and the pillows are double, and there are falling flowers on the shore. Irises are swaying in the wind, and willows are carrying heavy smoke and snow. The moon shines on the pear flower. Mulberry picking is a solo boat, around the West Lake, with clear water and grass on the long shore, and fun everywhere. When there is no wind, the water is smooth and slippery, the boat ripples slightly, and the sand birds fly ashore to pick mulberry seeds. Spring rain wins the West Lake, flowers are blooming, butterflies are buzzing, and flowers are warm in sunny days. The orchid is coated with kudzu. It's calm, but there are clouds floating under the boat. The water is fresh and the pitch is lingering. I suspect there will be another day in the lake. After picking mulberry seeds, the West Lake is fine, wolves are still red, birds are misty, and weeping willows are withered all day. After all the tourists left, I felt the spring sky, the curtains hung down and two swallows came back in the drizzle. Who can enjoy the West Lake after picking mulberry seeds?

Who knows, at leisure, the grass is dark and the water is far away, and a little Cangzhou egrets fly. The West Lake is clear and full of eyes, and green willows and bamboos drive there. Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers. After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine, and wine will come without flags. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the seagulls and herons sleep peacefully. You should get used to listening to orchestral music. The wind is clear and the moon is white, and the night is suitable. This is a beautiful field. Whoever envies Luan is a fairy on board. The sunset glow of mulberry leaves in the West Lake is beautiful, and the flower dock is beautiful. Ten hectares of waves are flat, and there is no boat on the wild shore. The southwest moon is floating, the porch is cool, and the lotus is Qing Xiang. Who knows Old Master Q? When Ruan Langchun returned to Nanyuan for an outing for half a day, the smell of wind and harmony, green plum peas and willow eyebrows, butterflies flying all day, thick dew and low smoke, people hanging down, swinging to undress and painting beams to live in Shuang Yan. South pavilion gold mud belt, dragon jade palm comb, to the window to smile and help each other, love painting thrush deep. Get a pen and hug. Today, I am an old official who has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that the Wolf Mountain leads to Yuen Long, but the building is high, but I can't see your home. The lonely city is so idle and cold that it is difficult to leave me. Mangroves are far away. Cranes fly into the sky, plum blossoms are full of gold, and incense is full of old gardens. There are sunny and cloudy flowers, and the flowers are good but sad. There are countless flowers and countless worries. Leaning against Zhumen and listening to Ma Si, cold gulls fly relatively. Sauvignon blanc flowers are like Iraq, willow flowers are like Iraq, and the young man walked away with his head down, tears falling down. When the Yangtze River flies eastward and Jiangxi provinces meet, people in the upper reaches of Huanxi sand dike row boats one by one, patting the dike for four days, and Qingyang Building swings out. White-haired Dai Huajun didn't laugh, and six horses were smashed and spread. Where is life like a bottle? It is easy to get hurt if you cherish lingering fragrance. Imitating a song and laughing at it is the most heartbreaking thing. The railing sill of CuO Ping Mountain in the DPRK leans against the clear sky, where the colors of the mountains are different. Planting willows in front of the hall has a few wisps of spring breeze. The article is too defensive, thousands of words. Must drink for thousands of minutes. Be sure to take care of yourself while you are young, and look at the declining Weng before drinking. There is a tour of the North Pool in Langtaosha today. It's also romantic. The fisherman's proud lotus leaf shines on the water, and the boat supports the bottom of the flower. It was raining rustling last night, so he couldn't sleep. When he came, he felt the west wind rising again. Rain shakes litmus, and acacia branches are fragrant. Lotus seed has been in the same class with others, and has no intention, and suffers in the center every year. If there is love in the sky, it will be old.

How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves.

The shore of the ship. Maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.

Last year's Eve, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.

When will Ruanlang return to Liulang? Unintentional cloud wins Iraq

Dark clouds are still there.