20 excerpts of 300 words and kneeling.

White 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.

(Ba Jin's "Home")

The moonlight shines like silver, and the bamboo rafts on the mountain turn black in the moonlight. Insects are singing like rain in the grass around us. From time to time, from somewhere, suddenly there will be a grass warbler hissing in its throat. Soon, the bird seems to understand that it's midnight and it shouldn't be so noisy, so he still sleeps with his eyes closed.

(Shen Congwen's Border Town)

He looked out through the screen window. The stars in the sky are dense and busy. They are silent, but it seems that they only feel the excitement in the sky. A comb like the moon describes a young girl, but people are not shy, and the light and outline are fresh and carved, which can gradually set off the night scene. Insects on the grass in the small garden talk in trivial ways at night. I don't know where the frog, Qi Xin and Qi Xin worked together to blow the bugle, like the sound of a boiling fire. Several fireflies swam around, not like flying, but like floating in thick air. In the dark place where the moonlight goes out, a little firefly flashes, like a little green eye on a summer night.

(Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged)

The pool in Zhongshan Park is like a mirror, and the round moon is reflected on the pool surface. There are several street lamps beside the trees beside the pool, and the round lights are reflected in the water, just like a small moon around the moon in the pool. The bloated white clouds slowly moved across the pool surface, like a group of old women, bending their backs and walking in front of the moon step by step, trying to cover it, but the moon poured out bright light from the cracks in the clouds. A piece of white clouds is connected with a piece of white clouds, such as a wide and irregular belt, which divides the clear sky into two halves. White clouds drifted by and gradually disappeared in the distance. The sky is clear and the moon is particularly bright.

(Repeating Morning in Shanghai)

The northern night at the end of May is the freshest and most beautiful moment. The sky seems to have been brushed, without a cloud, blue and crystal clear, high and far away. A full moon climbed out of Dongling, like a big lantern, illuminating the valley full of strange stones, casting the shadows of branches and tender grass on the path, swaying leisurely. Birds are singing in the branches, bugs are jumping in the grass, and spring seedlings are growing in the terraces; There are thousands of lives in Shan Ye. ...

(Haoran's Sunny Days)

Moonlight filled the garden, the distant Woods were covered with silver brilliance, and 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.

(Autumn River by Yu Dafu)

The moon will come out soon. The moon is still far away, but behind the horizon, people think it rises from the dark abyss. The weak light inlaid a circle of lace around the top of the tree on the high slope, like the edge of a goblet, and the silhouette of the top of the tree became darker every minute under the weak light.

(Falloman? Roland: mother and son)

The mist dissipated, and the silver moonlight covered the vast beach like a dazzling widow's mourning. There is not a boat on the river, not even a trace of microwave can be seen. On the banks of the river, there is peace everywhere, which is like the endless peace that death brings to the suffering patients.

(Tagore, India: "Shipwreck")

After eight kilometers of Qutang Gorge, the dark clouds suddenly disappeared. There is a blue sky at the top of the canyon, and a few golden clouds are floating. A ray of sunshine fell like lightning on the cliff on the left. On the right peak, white clouds are like silver, and the sun hasn't come yet. At this time, far ahead, countless mountains and misty clouds suddenly appeared a piece of red mist. You see, the crimson peaks set off the fog. It's really beautiful. It's like the flash of a red gem reflected upward from a deep valley, which seems to make people enter the realm of myth. At this time, you look up at the river, which is also colorful: two huge rocks, reflecting like ink; There are twists and turns in the middle, but there seems to be a shining road, which is swaying on it; The nearby mountains are as green as jade. As time goes by, red mist in front is redder and brighter. As the boat approached, it became clear that there was a mountain peak in the red mist, and the red mist turned out to be thousands of strong sunshine. At 8: 20, we came to this sunny golden sunrise.

Liu's Three-Day Tour of the Yangtze River

What separates everyone from me is the fog all over the sky, whether it is high-rise buildings like vehicles and crowded pedestrians on the water; Everything no longer exists, even the arm that swings out when walking disappears into confusion.

Jin yi de Wu

Outside the house, the morning fog on the opposite side is too thick to see people, and it has faded, faded. In the rising sun, the idea of white fog churned away like a rustling sound. Fences, mounds and walls all show blurred images in the fog.

Wang Xiyan's "Warm Spring"

fog

Like a veil, like a haze, like a cloud; Hanging on the tree, bypassing the roof, on the mountain road, hiding in the grass. One moment like a raging tide, the other like a roaring Bai Ou. Xia Yan bursts, gone with the wind, everything, everything becomes hazy. In an instant, this milky light fog turned into small water droplets. Sprinkle it on the road, in the bushes, on your head and face. Gently, greasy, a little wet. People get a little drunk as soon as they inhale the smell of wild chrysanthemum medicine.

Qiu Zhijie's ode to fog yarn

morning mist

The night fog slowly fades and turns white, like flowing transparent body, and the East turns white. A veil-like fog floats over Cao Yang New Village, where there are no buildings and trees. Say it does, but you can't see the whole picture of those buildings and trees; Suppose not. Where the fog is clear, the outlines of buildings and trees are faintly revealed. With the shadow of fog, it changes like a mirage.

Repeat "Morning in Shanghai"

I don't know when the fog started. At dawn, dense fog rolled in from the upstream like cotton balls; Climb up the river bank, climb up the tree and spread to both sides ... thick fog filled the shed and stained my face wet and greasy; None of us can see whose face clearly.

There is no navigation mark on Yede River.

One foggy morning, I came to the levee. Everywhere, mountains and lakes are gone, only opaque milky chaos. The sound of sobs from far to near corresponds to the pleasant sound of birds. There was a vague idea in the white hole, and then the outline of a ship gradually emerged. This was the earliest yacht at that time.

Yu Min's West Lake Scenery

In the early morning, the fog is very thick. Following the doctor's advice, I took a leisurely walk by the lake. I can only hear birds singing in my ears, but I can't see their exquisite figures. Clouds with a little chill pass over my face from time to time. On weekdays, the street lamp with dazzling high-pressure mercury lamp bulb looks so dim and faint today, flickering and blurred in the rolling fog. I seem to have entered a fairy tale world.

Zhang Ping's Morning Fog in Jinghu Lake

night mist

Once I walked back to Song Xue Building from the ski club, I suddenly noticed a layer of fog on the road, which suddenly thickened and dissipated. This is really a wonderful experience, as if walking into a fog tent, and the fog flows spontaneously, from ears to fingers. Just like sailing in a foggy river, the sound of pines on both sides can't stop. As soon as the canoe turned a corner, it had already passed Chung Shan Man. Looking back, I can't see the fog coming, and I can't see that the fog has stayed here.

Lin Qingxuan's impression of He Huan

Blue denim

At the beginning of April, primrose blossoms, and a warm wind blows through the newly dug flower beds. Gardens, like women, are elaborately decorated to welcome summer festivals. When people look out from the space of the flower shed, they see the winding river flowing through the grassland carelessly. The evening mist floated in the withered poplars, as if spun yarn hung on the branches, but it was whiter, more transparent and more hazy than spun yarn, which made the outline of poplars violet.

Madame Bovary by Flaubert (France)

Summer fog

Summer nights are short and dawn is early. Before the sun rises, forests, surrounding mountains and small plains surrounded by mountains are hidden in dense fog. Only the top of the forest appeared in the dense fog. With the rising of the sun, the increasingly pale fog color wandered, flowed and disappeared without a trace. The forest of meditation will all appear like a stream; Far and near are solemn, clear, thick and light, deep and light green, green or green.

Jason's Children from the Forest

Broomes-Deom

That was yesterday. It was a cloudless sunny day in Wan Li, but that day, the mountains and seas were covered with hot fog, and there were sticky and dirty things everywhere. Cicadas in the fields are also at work. The hotter it gets, the noisier it gets, which makes people hot and annoying. Autumn wind together, look: there are clouds in the sky, and the clouds are transparent; The mountains and seas are clearly covered with fog, which is also dry.

The bleak autumn wind in Yang Shuo

Winter fog

Did the winter fog in London really defend the ancient city in advance? Get up in the morning, take a roll of blanket and carry it to the pile house with the straw mat. I felt very cold when I went upstairs. Poke the black curtain on the window with a wooden stick. It's a sad fog outside. Not only does the back street lack the spire of Eton Road Church, but even the pear tree in the back garden is just a shadow. When I was in a daze, there was a smell and a movement, and our civet cat was sitting on the back of the sofa. It gave me a timid look, then its four legs shrank and curled up like a bulging vase, watching the fog. The car horn sounded in the dense fog, sometimes short and sometimes melodious. ……

Xiao Gan's Three London Diaries

rime

Dawn came late, and the stars refused to leave. However, milky white steam has risen from the Ran Ran River. I don't know where there are so many transparent white gauze in Liuxi River around Huluba! In an instant, a huge cage with white curtains was formed, and the Huluba in Fiona Fang Shili was completely covered. This is the fog in the famous Tuojiang River basin.

Zhou Keqin's Xu Mao and His Daughters

Blue mist

Pale blue mist rises from the grass, under the tea tree pier. The fragrance of lotus, plum and orange is mixed in the morning fog, and the whole mountain dock is warm and cool; Even the blue mist is like steam evaporated when brewing essence.

Ai Xuan's "Biluochun News"

Gray fog

Gray fog rises from the rocky valley in Ran Ran, and the dark clouds on the top of the mountain are getting deeper and deeper. After a while, the peak disappeared, the road was unclear, and it was dark all around.

Jun Qing's Mountain Shadow

Cold fog

A white cold fog hangs over the high red brick wall and the main road outside the brick wall of the arsenal, and hangs over the vast airport of the Ministry of Aviation opposite the arsenal; Surrounded the ancient pagoda at the end of the city street. ..... This thick cold fog, from the high chimney of the factory in the morning, sends out the whistle to urge the workers to go to work, and the endless stream of bicycles, people, cars and miscellaneous footsteps. When it poured into the door of the armory, it began to fall like a thick smoke. It's almost noon now, and it doesn't mean to dissipate. From the chaotic and frozen clouds, the sun just showed its round face with a halo and soon disappeared. There is fine snow like jade in the sky, and the biting cold stings people's skin. The ears, cheeks, fingers and toes exposed by wearing old cotton shoes hurt like being bitten by a cat. "It's too cold, Laqi, barak. The frozen chin is so cold! " ……

Cai Tianxin's Hunhe Storm

fog

The valley is full of long mist, walking quietly up the mountain alone, like an evil spirit looking for a place to rest and not getting it. Cold fog, sticky, cold, slowly floating. Obviously, the waves are undulating and chasing each other, just like the waves on a dangerous sea. The fog turned off the lights on the car, and nothing could be seen except the fog for a few yards. The polluted air exhaled by tired horses mixed in the fog, as if they had caused all this.

Dickens' A Tale of Two Cities

thick fog

The drizzle that turned into a dense fog wrapped the scenery fifty feet away in a vague and dizzy shell. There are several tall buildings standing in the sky, only the highest floor is exposed in the fog. Rows of windows and holes twinkle like huge eyes, emitting yellow light. From a distance, they are like a mirage floating in mid-air, without any majestic spirit. And this dense fog is endless, the car broke through the suffocating moisture, the glass of the window turned into frosted glass, and even people close at hand became dizzy and strange; Everything has lost its sharp outline, and everything is blurred and deformed.

Mao Dun's Midnight

The sun went down; Thick fog, as white as milk, rises on the river, in the walls of churches and in the open spaces around factories. Shortly after dark, the slope was brightly lit. The dense fog seems to cover a bottomless abyss. ...

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The sky is still light blue and shallow. In a blink of an eye, a Xia Hong appeared among the landlords connected with Tianshui. The scope of Xia Hong is gradually expanding and getting brighter. I knew the sun was going to rise on the horizon, so I didn't look there in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, after a while, the small half of the sun appeared in that place. Red is very red, but there is no light. The sun seems to be carrying a heavy burden, rising slowly, vertically and vigorously. Finally, it broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. The color is really red and lovely. In an instant, this dark red round thing gave off dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache. The cloud next to it suddenly lit up.

Sometimes the sun is hidden in the clouds, and the sun shines directly through the cracks in the clouds. I can't tell where the water is and where the sky is, but I only see a light.

Sometimes there are black clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are still thick. The sun rises and people can't see it yet. Its light gives the dark clouds a glowing Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly emerged from the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, dyeing pieces of clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water, but also myself became bright.

Isn't this a great spectacle?

At sunrise, the sun left the horizon, red, like a dazzling agate plate, and slowly moved upward. Around the red sun, the sunset is exhausted. Light clouds, like a girl in red, are dancing.

Before sunrise at sea, my father and I went to see the sunrise at sea. The sky is gray and surrounded by cool fog. Waves of cool sea breeze hit my face and lifted my black hair. White Liu Hua gently kissed my little feet, which brought me warmth. I wandered anxiously, looking forward to the sunrise at sea. I don't know how long it took, but the sky seems a little bright. Looking around, the eastern sky is slightly orange. With the passage of time, the orange spread, getting stronger and stronger, and the water and sky turned purple. Oh, the sun is out! Gradually, the sun leaned out of his forehead, which was red, but there was no light. It seems heavy, rising from the sea bit by bit. Slowly and vertically. The sun is rising. Finally, it jumped out of the sea in one breath, and its whole face was red and lovely. In a flash, it emits light that catches the sun, and the strong sunlight makes people blind. The clouds nearby are also plated with a layer of Phnom Penh.

The warm sunshine is cold, and the weather is still so cold. But the sunshine is warm after all. At noon, the sun shines on the earth. Golden sunshine, sprinkled on the wilderness and roofs, fell on people's shoulders and backs. A warm current overflowed the whole body, dizzy and soft, so comfortable and comfortable.

After lunch in the strong sunshine, I came to the balcony again. The sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball. The intense white light stung my eyes. I set up the "arbor" with my hands, only to see that the sun became smaller, and there was a milky halo around the bright ball, and the sun shone directly on the earth. Father Sun dedicates light and heat to the earth, making everything full of vitality. Cicada called on the branch, as if to say, "thank you!" " "The willows on the road are nodding and greeting the sun.

It was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the bright sunshine drew circles of gold and silver on the leaves.

Sunlight shines on the white earth through weak clouds, reflecting silver light and dazzling.

The golden sunshine poured down and poured into the blue waves, making the monotonous and calm sea surface somewhat colorful.

When the bright red sun shines on the top of the mountain, the fog spreads like a curtain, and the city gradually appears in the golden sun.

The sunlight penetrating through the clouds is like a golden thread, criss-crossing, splicing light gray and blue gray clouds into beautiful patterns.

The sun has just risen to the top of the mountain, covered by the bright red morning glow, and the sun shines through the cracks in the clouds, like countless dragons spouting golden waterfalls.

Golden sunlight shone through the cracks and sprinkled on the grass growing on the brown land.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the bright sunshine shoots down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming a thick beam of light, which casts a veil-like mist on the tree-lined trees.

The smiling face of the sun is red, which makes the hazy campus suddenly enlightened.

A purple glow appeared in the sky, like a red rose in full bloom.

The newly rising sun is full of energy and red light, illuminating the whole world.

The fiery red rising sun has just penetrated the sea level, adding a touch of rose to the beautiful and quiet sea.

The morning light shines on the lake, and the breeze rises at the beginning, and the fine waves jump, stirring the lake to pieces of gold.

Suddenly, a red sun rose head-on, emitting golden light, like golden stripes, driving away clouds.

A red sun jumped out of the sea, bright and dazzling. The sea water and air immediately filled with Hui Jin, and the sea water changed from dark blue to blue.

The golden morning sun gradually dyed the eastern sky red, and the peak of Huangshan Mountain was dyed deep red by brilliant clouds.

The morning glow faces the sun, revealing a red face. In an instant, ten thousand golden lights dyed the water surface with a layer of carmine through the treetops.

Ran Ran, the morning sun rises to the sky like a flat round palace lantern. In a flash, it formed a round steam wheel, rising high, spraying thousands of golden fragments and covering everything in brilliant brilliance.

Chaoyang, as big as the wheel of an ox cart and as red as molten iron, sits on the ridge of the east, with a radiant light, lifting the veil-like mist with both hands.

The hot sun scorched his black back, as if it were going to produce oil.

Wan Li is clear, Wan Li is cloudless, and the sun burns the noodles hot.

The scorching sun dyed sorghum red, steamed maple leaves red and scorched the road beside the mountain.

The sunshine in midsummer is really like pepper water. There is not a shady place on the street. The majestic mountain peaks are covered with a layer of gold by the summer sunshine, which is even more steep and spectacular!

Two beams of sunshine pass through the room, just like two transparent gold belts, with a little dust shining inside.

The branches and leaves of tall poplars on both sides were painted with a layer of golden red by the sunset.

The snow stopped, and the sunset gently pushed the clouds away, spitting out a touch of pink.

The afterglow of the sunset penetrated the clouds and sprinkled in the middle of the river, forming a glittering golden spot.

Branches on the roadside cut through the sunset and scattered fragments of light on the gold-stained ground.

Half of the face of the sunset has sunk into the horizon, and the evening breeze blows gently.

The setting sun came obliquely from the western hills, and everything on the ground was shrouded in a fuzzy rose color.

The rosy sunset glow dyed the river into magnificent golden waves, and several returning boats floated on the sea like shaking broken gold.

At this time, the sunset has lifted the top of the mountain, and the western half of the sky is like a big fireball, burning with a touch of red sunset.

The brilliant and beautiful shadow of the setting sun falls on the river wrinkled by the evening breeze, scattering a large shiny and bright rose-red fine scale.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed red the white clouds wandering in the blue sky and set them with shiny lace. These white clouds soon turned into the sunset glow of roses.

The sun pecked through the eggshell of the night, poked its head out and looked shyly at the earth.

At this time, far ahead, countless mountains and misty clouds suddenly appeared a piece of red mist.

Soon, Ran Ran in the ocean jumped out of a red ball, and the place where the water meets the sky suddenly turned into a raging fire.