The Composition of Zhen Xuan's Appearance Description

1. Biography of Zhen Huan 1-7 has a long description of the appearance of An Lingrong: I quickly hid behind a buttonwood tree.

I saw LingRong gawking at his brother's tall figure in Xu Langzhai's bedroom window. Moonlight like mercury leaked from the buttonwood leaves, and the shadows of the branches and leaves fell on her like sparse dark embroidery, which became more and more delicate. Her skirts were blown by the night wind, and she still didn't feel the slightest chill in the wind.

It was mid-September, and several phoenix trees planted in front of Zaler Xu Village began to shed their leaves. In the dead of night, when the yellow leaves were falling, I heard the crying that Ling Rong tried to suppress, and I suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

Even if LingRong has feelings for his brother, I'm afraid this life is doomed. When the night wind struck, I somehow remembered a sentence from Wen, "When the door is as deep as the sea, it is a passer-by."

Yu Lingrong, this is really suitable. Ling Rong's head is buried lower and more delicate and touching, which makes me feel sorry for her.

Obviously, she didn't try her best to sing because she was afraid of being loved by the emperor. It's just that she doesn't want to sing wholeheartedly for what. I'm afraid no one knows better than me.

I sighed: "Lingrong, how can I not understand your mind?" My eyes stayed on her for a moment. Ling Rong's body is delicate, her skin is as white as jade, her eyes are big and warm as deer, and her gentle eyes are exposed from behind her thick eyelids, which makes people feel heartbroken. LingRong looked at her uncomfortable, can't help but touch her cheek. She asked shyly, "Sister, what do you think I am doing?" I reached for her embroidery, put it on the table, and smoothed it carefully. "Do you really want to kill time by embroidery all day? Even those handmaiden dare to laugh at you? " Lingrong twisted a handkerchief in her fingers, formed a knot, and then parted. After a while, she twisted it into a knot again, just twisting her fingers there and silently bowing her head.

It took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "The mausoleum is rich and thin." "These days," I said flatly, looking up at the pavilion, "are not much better than when I was sick."

I stood up, slowly sorted out the broken gold tassels on the hair clasp, held Huanbi's hand and walked out to the front of the instrument. I turned to LingRong and said, "It's windy at night, so go in quickly. No need to send it. "

Ling Rong said, "Sister, be careful on the road." I nodded, suddenly thinking of something, and smiled brightly: "My brother wrote from the border a few days ago, saying that he would come back to visit relatives during the Lantern Festival last year."

Seeing LingRong's eyes suddenly lit up, like a pool of spring water, her face unconsciously brought a hint of gentleness from her daughter's home. I know that she still has feelings for her brother, and I sighed in my heart. Lingrong, don't blame me for being cruel.

It's really no good for you to care so much about your brother all your life. His face was filled with a cheerful smile: "Dad said that my brother must make an engagement for him when he comes back this time.

There is a big daughter-in-law, who can take care of everything. It is also a happy event for my Zhen family. "

LingRong smell speech body slightly flash, in the eyes of the light instantly dimmed, like red-hot charcoal quenching into the water, "wow" to take up the white smoke. I can't bear it in my heart after all.

So, I'm afraid she really likes her brother. But if you don't do this, Ling Rong always has a lucky hope for her brother, and her mind can't be broken.

The so-called strong man's broken wrist is really necessary. In an instant, Ling Rong has reached out and held the wall firmly, looking as usual, with a faint smile like a pear blown off by the wind: "This is a happy event. If Zhen Gongzi marries a young lady, she must be a noble lady with both morality and tolerance.

Lingrong wants to congratulate her sister first. "Ling Rong's new bath is over, and only one hairpin is used to loosen her hair and half-pull it, dripping with water droplets, making it hair like clouds, skin like snow, and face as petite as lotus petals.

Lingrong's cold hand gradually got a week's warmth in my hand. I put the glazed jade bracelet on her hand, and the bracelet on her wrist was as white as jade, which made the plain silver bracelet paler and paler. There are several pots of gardenias on the window, which are newly supplied in the greenhouse. They haven't blossomed yet, just spit out pieces of new leaves, and the faint sunshine shines on the buds, like pieces of jade.

Lingrong sat by the window, and the plane leaves outside the screen window fell on Lingrong's thin body, making her look thin and delicate. Lingrong naturally dressed up deliberately, wearing a light green dress and sweeping the floor for a long time. Only the cuffs are embroidered with faint vermicelli lines and a few delicate river flowers, and the waist is tied with a goose yellow ribbon, which makes her figure look slim like a willow, very charming and timid.

The hairstyle is also very simple, just dividing the hair in front of the sideburns, then pulling it back casually with a white jade comb and inserting two broken beads, but it has a fresh and elegant natural beauty. Ling Rong's song is like a blue lotus in the pond, gloomy and green, and like the breeze at the end of Qingping, fresh and intoxicating.

Tactfully in the ileum, a fold and a swing, a sound of everything, there is the beauty of breaking the crystal and breaking the jade. It's like silk wadding, pottery is affectionate, it's like ruthlessness, it's like all 360 pores on my body are stretched out, and I can't say how comfortable and comfortable it is.

The so-called exotic flowers in the world have become vulgar, and only Kunshan jade tablets and vanilla tears can barely match them. I can't help but feel ashamed when I am shocked. There are such beautiful songs in this world. It is as delicate as an oriole, as soft as running water, as smooth as satin and as gentle as a dove, which makes people lose their souls and erode their bones. I just want to drown in the song and don't want to start over.

Ling Rong's eyes full of autumn waters reveal a mixture of anxiety, shyness and timidity. That shyness is really tempting.

The shyness and helplessness of this weak girl is exactly what the concubines around Ling Xuan don't have now. On the other side of the mausoleum, there are beautiful eyebrows, a red dress of lychee with butterflies practicing yarn, a palace sash of azurite like a waist, and a pearl jade flashing on the ink moss, smiling and quiet. I can't help but sigh that the mausoleum under makeup is not amazing, but it also has a charm that I don't usually have.

There was silence in the temple, and the cool breeze occasionally blew up the half-rolled bamboo curtain in the temple, vaguely wrapped in the fragrance of lotus water chestnut leaves. A few faint cicadas in the distance made the temple quieter.

After a while, I heard a deep and gentle song blowing from the lake in front of the temple. The sound is very small. If you don't listen carefully, it's easy to be in a trance. Listen carefully, this song is soft and euphemistic, like an oriole in the treetops and dew in the morning. It has a strange charm and is touching. This song is fading away.

2. What is the description of the emperor's appearance in The Empress in the Palace? I can't help looking up at the flowers. The flowers are all pink for a long time, and only one week's blue sky can be seen in the dense. "In the thin shadow of apricot blossoms, the flute will blow until dawn", as if written by predecessors. I suddenly became interested and turned to Liu Zhu and said, "Go and get my flute." Liu Zhu went away crying. I was alone on the swing for a while, and suddenly I felt a shadow behind me. I was startled, jumped off the swing and turned to look. But I saw a young man standing behind me, wearing sea green bat casual clothes, wearing a red and gold hairpin crown, slender and slim, with a very handsome face. He just looked at me with bright eyes, but he couldn't see his identity.

It's romantic to think of meeting for the first time.

3. The first 400 words in Zhen Xuan's winter composition are Zhen Xuan. I like her intelligence, kindness and singleness. Needless to say, she is very clever. From the moment she entered the palace, you can see how smart this woman is. She knows how to protect herself.

She is kind to her servants and treats them like sisters. Her attitude towards love is also very touching. When the emperor first saw Zhen Xuan in the draft, he thought she was the queen of Chun Yuan. Later, he loved her and protected her, because she looked like the Queen Chun Yuan. Zhen Xuan is just a body double.

It can be said that the emperor did not love Zhen Xuan, but Queen Chunyuan. But Zhen Xuan really loved the emperor. When the emperor lied to Zhen Xuan that he was Prince Guo, Zhen Xuan was tempted, but because the woman of the emperor agreed, she couldn't show anything, but later she knew that he was the emperor, and she was the emperor both in birthright and heart.

Later, when he was hurt by the emperor, his feelings for Guo Ziyu County were really touching. But her personality is also regrettable, even if she finally defeated everyone and stood at the highest point in the harem, she was not happy.

In addition to physical and mental exhaustion, I have to spend the rest of my life silently thinking about the beautiful memories that belong to her and the old seventeen. Secondly, eyebrow zhuang, who is familiar with the concubines in the palace, knows that all the women in the harem in the play have their favorite flowers, and flowers also indicate their own personality. I love Mei's "East wind is like a solution, easy to destroy". The queen loves the dignity of peony, which is "elegant and rich"; Hua Fei's pride in loving peony is "bright pearl, blooming wantonly"; Eyebrow zhuang, on the other hand, is deeply in love with the character of chrysanthemum "I would rather be old with fragrant branches than dancing in the autumn wind and yellow leaves". Therefore, after being disappointed with Yongzheng, eyebrow zhuang will choose hopelessness and become the only concubine in the harem who is no longer alive for Yongzheng.

There is another person worth mentioning, Cui Jinxi. I really like the role of Cui Jinxi, her courage, talent, wisdom and of course her loyalty.

Many people commented that the characters in Zhen Huan's biography symbolize all kinds of people in life and workplace. There is even a saying: "If you marry Wen, you should choose Cui Jinxi to succeed".

Among them, hibiscus is undoubtedly the most attractive and successful professional elite. She accompanied Zhen Xuan along the bumpy road, witnessing the hardships of Zhen Xuan from entering the palace as Huan Zhen, to being expelled from the palace, and finally returning to the palace to become the imperial concubine, and finally sitting in the position of the Queen Mother. No one understands Zhen Xuan's mental journey from an innocent girl who was slowly spoiled, injured, died, went out of the palace, suffered a lot, fell in love with the 17 th Prince, and broke up.

Watching her step into the treacherous and dangerous palace again. Strong and calm, in order to protect the children, I have to choose heartless.

Under the pressure of the emperor, I had to watch my beloved seventeen-year-old die in my arms. At the beginning, Zhen Xuan, an innocent girl who was willing to unite as one and never give up, struggled step by step, and the phoenix nirvana became the Zhen Xuan of the road of cattle.

Cui Jinxi is not Zhen Xuan's maid, she just works for the palace. She can tell the emperor that the child is not his.

In this way, she can enjoy endless prosperity. She could have gone out of the palace and found a good family to marry.

She had dinner with a eunuch for Zhen Xuan, so she entered the security department. She didn't say a word of complaint.

4. The description of clothes in Zhen Huan biography is 1. Draft: I made a light makeup on my face, and made a light green fashionable palace dress according to the rules, embroidered with silk and cloud geese. The upper skirt and the lower skirt are common styles and colors that stand out from the crowd. They are not picky or stingy.

There is a newly picked Bai Furong with an oblique hairpin on her head. In addition, she only wears a delicate hairpin with thin silver beads tassels. This self-esteem shows that she is not an ordinary jasper, so she can easily get rid of it. I just looked at her carefully, dressed in a rose-purple chrysanthemum pattern, a full-moon skirt with white pleats, black hair like lacquer combed into an inverted bun, with a tired silk golden phoenix on the side and a flower inlaid with gold on her forehead. The ruby earrings on her ears are swaying, shining, graceful and leisurely.

Let me take a look at Ann's clothes. They are brand-new, obviously newly made, but the material is very ordinary, obviously ordinary ingredients on the market, and they have lost their elegance. In addition to inserting two plain silver hair clips and velvet flowers in her hair, she also wears an ordinary gold bracelet with no other accessories, which is a bit shabby among girls dressed up.

2. When you enter the palace and meet the queen, comb your hair behind your head and simply say, "Just comb it in a high bun." This is the most common bun in the palace.

Pearl brought jewelry, and I chose a pair of tortoiseshell to make chrysanthemum hairpin, which was timely and simple and generous in color. Pin a small silver-plated grasshopper head on the back of the bun (1).

Pick a light red flowing color and put it on the Yunjin Palace with dark flowers. The color is festive and I can't pick it out. You can't find fault. The queen wore a purple and gold crown, scarlet gold and silver silk and a phoenix embroidered robe, and her manners were demure and elegant.

I quickly glanced at Hua Fei, and a pair of phoenix eyes flew slightly, indescribable charm and sharpness. Huafei is second only to the queen in her luxurious clothes. She has a slim figure, delicate skin and a face like a peach blossom with dew. It means that if the shallots condense their lips, thousands of strands of green hair will be combed into a gorgeous and complicated deer bun, and only the red gold and ruby hairpins adorn her, which will make her more dazzling.

It really couldn't be more beautiful. 3, pets: light green silver butterfly, but the sleeves are made wider than usual, and the wind rustles.

The waist is tight, and below it is a long skirt embroidered with magnolia in yellow. Comb a simple heart bun and wear only a few ivory pearl garlands to set off a bright cloud, and a thin silver tassel hangs on the oblique Hosta.

It's still tiring to find it a little slower. If you want all the queens in the palace, come to me. Now I'll give you some classic clips: unpacking and choosing the most luxurious and charming clothes. A hibiscus-colored blouse with wide sleeves is made of blurred silk brocade and embroidered with five patterns of Zhai Lingyun. The pattern on the tulle is made of dark gold thread, and each feather lent Mao Feng is dotted with tiny * * * rose spar and tiger's eye stone. Broken bead tassels are like starlight, bright as clouds, showing royal extravagance.

Zhang Xu's long smoke hung lightly on his arm, and gold inlaid with jade was firmly fixed. A golden-yellow fairy dress that sweeps the floor, dyed with Qiang brocade and vanilla, is pure and bright, light and soft in texture, brightly colored like flowers, and exudes the fragrance of flowers and trees.

The skirt is embroidered with gold and silver silk thread as fine as fetal hair into Chiba begonia and perch flying warbler. There are thousands of real pearls in the embroidery, which match the gold and silver silk thread and are of great value. I raised my eyes to signal that Huanbi and Piaoxi were not allowed to do it. I simply broke up my hair, which symbolizes becoming a monk. A few wishes soaked my hair and combed it slowly with a rhinoceros horn jasper comb, which was as loose as ink satin.

The backhand carefully holds the stunning cloud bun, and after the bun, six clear white jade rings are inserted in the left and right, and there is a thin and refreshing voice when walking. On each side of the bun, there is a jasper-edged Hua Shuang long hair clip, which makes a pair of butterflies surround Magnolia. In the middle of the bun, a phoenix spreads its wings and is inlaid with jade and seven treasures on six sides. The crest of the phoenix is made of gold leaves, and the neck, chest, abdomen and legs are all made of gold thread as thin as hair, so as to grow scaly feathers and be decorated with various gems. Phoenix has a long string of jade tassels in its mouth, and the last Haizhu is reflected between its eyebrows. Pearls are bright, reflecting the faint light on people's foreheads.

There is a blooming peony on the bun, which is as gorgeous as fire. The petals of the double petals are covered with golden red luster, clusters like red clouds, charming and beautiful, and the black bun seems to be full of water. There is no ornament on her neck, only Park Hsi carefully depicts the pattern of Haitang with meticulous brushwork. Crimson flowers are green branches and leaves, edged with silver powder, dotted with scattered rhinestones, one branch and one leaf, one flower and one petal, which are complicated and inexhaustible.

The tassels on the red gold earrings inlaid with red agate hang down to the shoulder blades, which are cool and itchy. It was a remote mountain wear, with a thin layer of rouge on her face, and a faint layer of pearl powder with dew, which became "Fei Xia makeup", and the dark blue on her face turned into a faint plum blossom.

My heart trembled when I caught a glimpse of the rouge pen in my dowry. I wanted to draw a pear shape between my eyebrows. I remember sleeping under a pear tree in the backyard of Li Tang Palace when I was drunk in spring, with pear flower falls between my eyebrows. Ling Xuan once said that my skin color is as white as a pear, and I can't see the color when the flowers fall on my eyebrows. So I personally took a rouge pen and drew a pear shape between my eyebrows, which became a "beautiful pear makeup" and was imitated by all the people in the palace for a while. This is my honor and my affection with Ling Xuan in the past year.

Now, if I paint it specially for Ling Xuan, it will definitely arouse my feelings and arouse his pity for me. Ling Rong was once made your wife in her early years, but she didn't look gorgeous and dazzling with the name "An". She only wore a moon-white, lush Shui Yang fairy dress, which was woven into graceful daffodils with finely divided rice beads, and the soft gauze crystal clear in the sun was even more delicate and touching.

Sixteen-wing red gold inlaid jade crown, with sixteen hairpin trees as the crown, double phoenix as the wing, amethyst six bears as the wing, Yuyu Bazhai as the tail, red gold hollowed out gold and silver leaves as the seat, inlaid with hibiscus, purple fluorite, malachite, moonstone, sapphire, rose crystal, Dongling jade, pearls, green pulp, white jade and coral as phoenix and jade. The topic is Shu Fei: Jin Xixi dressed me in satin, embroidered nine Haitang Xiangyun Jinhai Jifu, embroidered golden clouds all over the ground, and embroidered gold purple ribbons.

The waist is made of jade belt, green cymbals, Pei Shan jade and aquamarine, surrounded by colorful flower ribbons, all embroidered with patterns of flowering crabapple and covered with snow-colored beads. Fourth concubine.

5. Zhen Xuan's winter composition is 400 words in winter.

It should be a pure and exquisite season. There are no unnecessary impurities, leaves, flowers and popularity.

So when Qiu Pan's trunk points to the sky, it's still quite overbearing, but it's really closer to winter. Beyond my imagination, I always think of everything that has never been perfect.

Never thought, this continuous rain, in this season, it is annoying, it seems jumbled and redundant. Winter in the south is wet and cold, while winter in the north is dry and cold.

It is said that people who are used to MINUS ten degrees in the north will not find the temperature in the south warm and comfortable. On the contrary, it is even worse.

The cold in the south is gentle and cold, which seeps into your hair tip, eye mask and nose tip bit by bit, from your skin to your bones, and finally into your heart. Sword-like wind and frost, and the air that you think is dry and cold and contains a lot of water.

We are wrapped in heavy clothes, layer by layer, which is what we need, otherwise there will be no domineering trunk. The rain also fell from the sky, hitting everything that could be hit, clicking and clicking for a while.

Chattering, capricious. What makes people angry is that I can't see the rainbow after the rain, and I can't feel what joy this rain has brought to me in the south.

I'm just cold and feel blood stasis. Fortunately, there are foggy, misty and floating games. They are just homeless steam in the air, swimming alone.

But it also has some beautiful places. Our world is covered with a layer of yarn, which is as soft as moonlight and more textured than moonlight.

We are not sure whether that layer of yarn covers the whole world or just covers our eyes with a layer of yarn. Because of a little ambiguity, we slow down, enjoy this moment and rejoice on our shoulders.

Because of the ambiguity, I feel that the distance is a fairyland, filled with smoke. In my heart, there is a fairy's music floating. This is a dream given by winter. Because it is far away, I feel particularly beautiful and very good.

Winter is not the season to miss summer. Don't count on autumn and spring this season. Expectations may be, but don't compare the advantages and disadvantages of those seasons. We should look forward to the arrival of zero degrees Celsius, expect a snow, and give us a glittering and translucent world made of powder and jade and wrapped in white.

I want to see it dancing in the air, without fireworks, spotless, elegant and refined. The quiet and silent dance is fascinating and fascinating. Sedimentation takes away dust and dirt in the air.

So the sky is brighter and bluer. But I still think she is holy and noble, which has nothing to do with her own charm.

At least in winter, I don't think anything can surpass it. Plum blossoms are very beautiful. Looking at Meilin, it is a sea of fragrant snow. Snow is snow, silent and gentle, and Mei is still just Mei. It does have the integrity and fresh and elegant fragrance of vanishing cream, but plums are not as generous as snow.

Snow is a fairy, and plum is just a sacred thing on earth. I hope the temperature below zero will come. I want to see them make snowmen with snow, with silly or sweet smiles. I hope to see them having a snowball fight and beating their faces and hands red, but their fingers are full of sparkling snowflakes and their faces are full of innocent smiles. Laughter makes the snowflakes in the sky fly more.

The small water beach on the ground is no longer so dirty. There is a thin layer of ice on it, and there is a trace of ice beauty where the ice is lightly stepped on. One degree below zero, she is not afraid, one degree below zero, after all, it hasn't arrived yet.

Raindrops are heavier, raindrops are denser, and it is chilly everywhere. Endless, endless ...

6. My classmate's character and appearance description composition is 400 words.

Look at her dark face, revealing an indomitable character, with a pair of glass ball-like eyes shining under her thick black eyebrows, carefully observing her opponent's every move, alert and flexible. The uneven outline outlines her unremitting pursuit of table tennis. Although she is short and not strong, she is still crazy about sports. Just like her shocking name-Thunderstorm Point, the thunder keeps coming!

Her opponent is now classmate Q. She lifts the table tennis board without weakness, shrugs habitually, twists her neck, squats professionally, raises her head slightly, reveals daunting eyes, and smiles and says softly, "Serve!" The yellow ball shot at her quickly, and she bent down without hesitation, waved her arm and hit it back with a bang. Who knows, the opponent is not to be outdone, and it is a direct shot. She frowned warily, stepped back with her left foot and gave the ball a hard push with her right hand, never leaving the ball for a moment. The opponent directly "killed the ball", which made her hard to prevent and lost a goal!

"Damn it!" She gritted her teeth, reached for the towel, wiped her sweat and threw it back.

"Boy, not bad!" She clenched the board, gently threw the ball into the air and lifted it at lightning speed, leaving two crunches. The opponent is a capable person and difficult to deal with. Time has passed for a long time, and there is no winner. She is a little worried that the yellow ball is like a small flame, which makes people panic. Although she flashed left and right, her opponent did not move.

She was annoyed and the sweat on her forehead was burning. She roared, her eyebrows sweated together, and the ball "brushed" and hit the opponent's key, and the opponent staggered back. Suddenly lost a goal!

7. Composition Song Xiaobao's appearance describes that his figure has doubled; The previous purple round face has turned gray-yellow, adding deep wrinkles; Like his father, his eyes are swollen all around, which I know. People who farm by the sea blow the sea breeze all day, which is generally the case.

He wore a worn felt hat on his head and only a thin cotton-padded coat on his body. Holding a paper bag and a long pipe in my hand is not the red and round hand I remember, but thick, stupid and cracked, like pine bark. This baby, born only one hundred days ago, has a chubby little head.

Those sparse hairs, like newly unearthed seedlings, are so bright yellow, but they are so vibrant. That lovely little face, like a ripe apple, is red and sweet, which makes people feel relaxed and happy! A small mouth opened happily, and the tongue rolled up slightly, as if singing, and as if thinking of my mother's sweet milk.

Because I am so fat, my chin is almost in two. Smiling facial muscles squeeze eyes into two curved curves, like a crystal clear moon.

Two eyes squinted at the front and greedily looked at this beautiful world. Ears are upright, as if listening to the wonderful sounds around them.

A bridge of the nose like Jason Chung embedded in the middle, three-dimensional and so eye-catching. How lively and lovely the baby is. She's an angel.

She has ear-length short hair and always has two hair clips on her head, one on the left and the other on the right. Her hair is tightly tied behind her ears, revealing a smooth and fair face. Her eyes are small, thin and long, but they are very energetic. When she laughed, she became two cracks.

The nose is slightly upturned, giving people a playful feeling and looking cute. What she likes best at ordinary times is a dress with blue background and white flowers. This skirt is wide and big.

As soon as she ran away, the skirt flew like a flower. Small eyes are not dull, hovering under thick eyebrows, just like two mice, drilling their sharp mouths out of a dark hole, standing up their ears and moving their beards to see if there are any cats or naughty children hiding and smelling the air suspiciously. "

He is tall; Blue and white face, often with some scars between wrinkles; A shaggy gray beard. Although I am wearing a robe, it is dirty and torn. It seems that it hasn't been mended or washed for more than ten years. "

Liu Yun is a clever and naughty boy. He has a chubby face, a pair of big naughty eyes, and his eyes are flickering. As soon as those two big black ruby eyes turn, the trick comes.

On his dark face, whether it's bulging cheeks, thin lips or slightly tilted nose, you feel funny. He has no appearance, but he loves the spirit on his face.

The head is not very big, round eyes, fleshy nose, two short eyebrows, and the head has been shaved. There is no excess meat on the cheeks, but the neck is almost as thick as the head; The face is always red and flat, especially bright is a big scar between the cheekbone and the right ear-I slept under a tree when I was a child and was bitten by a donkey.

He pays little attention to his appearance. He loves his face as much as his body. It is so strong and hard. He seems to count his face in his limbs, as long as it is hard. Yes, he can stand on his head for half a day when he gets to the city.

Standing like this, he is like a tree, and there is no place up and down that is not quite detached. He is a bit like a tree, strong, silent and energetic.

Sweet and chubby, about three years old. A small face, red and round inside.

A big head, a pinch of black hair hanging down, covered the broad forehead. There are watery eyes under those two pale short eyebrows.

Ah, what lively eyes, as if talking, but also reveal a trace of naughty expression! There is a slightly upturned nose and two red lips under those beautiful eyes. There is also a small bib beside him, and a blooming peony flower is rusted on the bib.

Dundun's little hand holds a watermelon with a green skin and a red pulp.

8. Write a composition describing the appearance, 600 words. Hello! I copied this too, for reference only!

My little friend's name is He Junhui, and his dark face gives us the impression of "African black", so we call him "black" again. Because we often call him that, it always makes his teeth itch and he wants to hit someone.

Look, there is a man in front of me. He has a round head, shiny black hair, white face, small ears, innocent big eyes and a pair of 300-degree myopia glasses.

His round face is embedded with a pair of big watery eyes, shining with childish light. Round arms, round legs. When you walk and talk with a chubby belly, you will pay attention to his small round mouth and move like eating cherries. His first impression on me was round.

I have a good partner named Chen. Black hair, a pair of smart little eyes, a high nose and a small mouth. He always wears a vest and a cowboy library. He looks cute. Chen is a child who likes to help others.

I have a good friend who is inseparable. She has a pair of slender arch eyebrows on her fleshy little face, and a pair of watery big eyes under her eyebrows, which are exquisite and delicate.