A sentence describing oneself as tired _ a beautiful sentence.

1. Dreams often run counter to reality, so people prefer to indulge in hypocrisy.

Second, I want to live a quiet life, have a stable job, find someone to love and get married.

Third, sometimes, love is also a kind of injury. Cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind people choose to hurt themselves.

It's meaningless to be in love without true love. I feel that your love for me lacks that sincerity.

Fifth, I am really tired at work, dizzy, chest tightness and shortness of breath!

Falling into your trap again and again, I don't know how to escape.

Seven, I am so tired that I dance with the machine when I walk, and I twitch when I eat noodles.

Eight, many times it's not that the other person doesn't care about you, but that your other person takes it too seriously!

If I become a memory, please let me leave your life.

Sometimes, I miss you crazily, but I really don't love you anymore.

Eleven, the fate between us, even if we try again, maybe we can only pass by regretfully.

Twelve, survival is suffering, living is purgatory, and we have nowhere to escape.

Thirteen, sometimes, love is also a kind of injury. Cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind people choose to hurt themselves.

There has always been an English song in that cafe. It is a hoarse male voice, which rings repeatedly in the autumn afternoon sun, making people sad.

Fifteen, there are always half people in the world who don't understand the happiness of the other half.

Sixteen, monotonous, boring, boring, just like compasses!

Seventeen, forget a person is not no longer think of, but occasionally think of, but no longer linger in my heart.

Eighteen, do something for others, a little resentment, living is interesting, otherwise it is too empty.

Give me a chance, I want to be a good person!

Joy is not necessarily a joke, and sadness is not necessarily a poem. Because of you, I feel the emotion between the lines.

I still remember when I was dressed in white, you raised your glass and smiled. At this point, I am no longer me.

If you don't love me, even if you are alive, I will treat you as a dead man.

Twenty-three, holding hands is the saddest action in the world, because the next moment, it is doomed to let go.

Twenty-four, the sound carries too many memories, and it hurts faintly.

Twenty-five, you are mistaken. I just hit an animal instead of a person.

Ever since you left, I've been wondering whether I should give up.

Holding hands is the saddest action in the world, because the next moment, it is doomed to let go.

28. I wanted to show a different me with a different mood, but suddenly I collapsed in front of you.

Twenty-nine, perhaps the best way for a person is to be calm, even if one lives alone, through one city after another, through one street after another, looking up at one sky after another and witnessing one departure after another.

30. Is a person really him? Interesting. To live is to die.

I feel very tired, not only physically but mentally.

Thirty-two, the beginning is very strange, and the end is even stranger. We are all afraid of silence, but we must remain silent.

Thirty-three, really tired, really tired to go to work every day. .

I know that love is not everything, but now I know that nothing is love.

Sentences describing beautiful scenery _ beautiful sentences

1. There is neither cloud nor wind in the air. In the hot sun overhead, all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.

Second, summer is the most prosperous period of the four seasons. He is passionate and full of vigor, showing the strength and charm of life. Even on his deathbed, Xia will throw out the strongest and purest color in his life, and every drop of green is mixed with the essence of life.

3. While Miss Chun was still walking by the river in her hometown and enjoying the beautiful scenery, Xia's younger brother jumped into the river to drink water. Miss Chun was furious, threw her skirt away and drifted away.

Four, out of the hole, a few steps to the iron alley. The quiet and narrow stone steps of Tiehutong shuttle between cliffs dozens of feet high. The long and narrow sky and the left and right stone walls over a foot wide are dotted with green shade as straight as a knife, and the feet step on the wet and mossy stone steps, and the breeze slowly blows over the ears, bringing the sweetness of bluegrass among the stone streams. The sunlight passed through the oak forest and scattered mottled light and shadow all over the floor.

Five, winding up along the mountain road, into the depths of the jungle, so as to realize the artistic conception of cicada forest and Tonamiyama in ancient poetry. A mountain spring flows through the forest, leaving a string of tinkling melodies, and the music from nature gently taps our hearts.

6. It's really strange to stand here. The mountains have completely changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen on the plain or halfway up the mountain. They become very layered, messy, majestic and strange. Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time.

You can feel the fragrance of flowers and plants as soon as you go out, as if to remind you to forget yesterday's troubles and invest in a new and beautiful day. Like China, the road design here is not wide, the color of asphalt is deep, the zebra crossing and driveway are clear, but you will feel that it looks unfamiliar, because there are no cracks pressed by cars and few potholes, but a kind of beauty that blends with nature.

Eight, the sun is the reddest around, so charming. Red spreads around, covering half the sky, and gradually fades from layer to layer until it turns gray.

Nine, the clear sky makes the earth vast and infinite. Everything is far away, calling people to the blue edge of the earth. Standing in this place, I saw the sun rise more than ten times, and every time a new world was born in front of me, full of novel beauty.

10. Cangshan is just dipped in green. There are some fresh trees on the green ridge. I wonder if it is because they have just been baptized by the spring rain. Under the clear sky at the moment, even the leaves are fresh and tender.

The wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. When a breeze blows, it's like my mother's hand gently caressing her face. I like that feeling, cool and refreshing. To enjoy life, you don't have to be accompanied by delicacies, silks and satins. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind.

12. At the moment, the natural world is so beautiful: bright sunshine shines everywhere, colorful colors show off everywhere, sweet birds and insects fly everywhere, and intoxicating fragrance floats everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.

Thirteen, the three of us came to the foot of the mountain, and an autumn fragrance cut into my heart and walked along the rugged mountain road. The winding mountain road is covered with leaves, and the feet rustle on it. The grass on both sides is also preparing to put on a golden coat, swinging listlessly with its head down, and has long lost its enthusiasm. Wild chrysanthemum, sowthistle, clover.

This stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall.

Fifteen, at night, I found the beauty of the bright moon night. When the bright moon is high in the sky and the cool Yin Hui is quietly splashed on the earth, I like to walk into the quiet night and listen to the whispers of the bright moon and the breeze.

Sixteen, all over full of green, lush chestnut trees can be seen everywhere. All kinds of wild plants play with each other, accompanied by the cheerful cries of children, the sounds of mountain streams and the sounds of grass insects. The autumn morning mist hangs over the mountains.

As soon as I entered the school gate, the first thing I saw was a flagpole with a bright five-star red flag flying on it. On the left and right sides of the national flag are flower ponds with green holly and willow trees. From a distance, willows are like guards, protecting the campus.

18. There is a forest on the hillside with dense branches and leaves and shady trees. The most beautiful plant is Lycium barbarum. At this time, they have borne fruit, watery and shiny, just like a string of red pearls, which are particularly beautiful against the green leaves.

Nineteen, the wind, gently blowing; Branches, leisurely flashing; Bright spring, sprinkled on the body, warm in the heart. Brilliant spring flowers and chirping birds reveal the beauty and joy of spring. Ah, charming spring, what a wonderful hope! The intoxicating green has turned into a golden cloud in bud and dazzling.

Twenty, the rain fell quietly, only a little thin. The orange-red house, like an old monk in colorful robes, bowed his head and closed his eyes, accepting the baptism of rain. The wet red brick exudes irritating pig blood, which is in sharp contrast with the green laurel leaves under the wall. Gray clam frog, jumping in the wet and moldy mud; Under the gloomy net of autumn rain, it is the only thing full of joy and life. The mottled gray-yellow pattern on its back corresponds to the dreary sky in the distance, resulting in a harmonious tone. It jumped up with a plop, jumped into the mud from the grass nest, and splashed dark green water.

Autumn is more beautiful. The Ligustrum lucidum is covered with purple fruits, which represents the harvest season. The gentle autumn girl put on new clothes for the earth. Osmanthus fragrans is like a twinkling star at night, set against the green leaves, and its fragrance seeps into the heart and spleen; The leaves of cherry blossoms have also changed from green to red and yellow stamps, calling for winter.

Twenty-two, the chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on the branches, like orange lanterns, full of the smell of autumn harvest.

In spring, the ice on the river begins to melt. The grass by the river has turned green. Young leaves the size of nails began to appear on the bare branches of poplars, and everything on the earth woke up. Ducks are most active along the Yongding River. The duck driver took them to the river, and they jumped with a splash one after another. The duckling who has been oppressed for a winter is really happy to play in the water. After a while, they lined up and swam around together as if they were holding a swimming competition. After a while, I plunged my head into the water one by one, then I raised my head, shook my whole body and splashed. It's too noisy.

Sentences describing beautiful music

1, children's music returning to nature. 2. The song lingered among the beams for three days. Listen carefully, a deep but drifting feeling will occupy the scientific mind, as if all the noise has gone away, leaving only the voice of nature.

3, more like a bright moon in the pine room, quiet and clear.

Your seven strings are like the sound of the cold wind in the pine forest. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

5. Wonderful songs.

6. Pure and unusual songs.

The breeze blew the song into the air, and it bypassed Yun Fei.

8. People are immersed in a floating world, but there is a feeling of a bright moon in the sky and a gentle breeze.

9. People are intoxicated by the beautiful music melody and don't know the way back.

10, walking around the beam for three days, lingering sound, cheerful heart, just like some lively and light-hearted people, undergoing a baptism of soul.

1 1, like the spring rain sneaking into the night with the wind, moistens things silently.

12, the voice of nature.

13, like the spring breeze of green Jiang Nanan, quietly.

14, just like Chun Xue, the voice of nature, really this song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth!

15, warm and clear song.

16, with a warm and beautiful song like sunshine.

17, beautiful soul, beautiful song.

18, this song is melodious, pure and pleasant to listen to.

Sentences describing the beautiful scenery in winter

1, winter is here, the cold current is coming, the goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, and the whole world is covered with a white coat. 2. In early winter, she was like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving a magical veil and sending cold winds.

When it snows first, the snowflakes are usually not big or dense. For example, catkins float gently with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, just like weaving a white net. You can't see anything if you are far away.

When it snows, it is a rare beauty for me in ten years. Those little snowflakes are so white and pure. Mountains, rivers, trees and houses are all covered with a layer of snow. Wan has become a world of powder makeup and jade!

In the evening, large snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

6, winter is a cold killer, he killed many lovely little souls. He withered flowers, grass and leaves. You see, all the leaves of poplar trees fell overnight. From a distance, it looks like a golden wave rolling up and down. Listen, the sound of flowers sighing in the wind and the words of grass crying under the moon are so helpless and sad. The birds heard their sighs and cries. There is no winter hiding in the south.

7. Winter is an old man. He once hobbled in Cang Sang, suffering from snowstorms, but he still did not change his love for nature. You see, winter wheat seedlings are covered with quilts, deciduous trees are the winter fertilizer he insists on cultivating, and the fields ravaged by pests are the pesticides he applies. He makes pine trees greener, wintersweet more fragrant and the sky more beautiful.

8. In the cold winter, the river changed its former liveliness and seemed to fall asleep peacefully.

9. Snow, I love you, and I love your purity. You decorated the earth with silvery white, and how beautifully you dressed it.

10, the wind is cold. Bare trees, like bald old people, can't stand the northwest wind and sway in the cold wind.

1 1, in the middle of winter, the north wind is cold, silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, the cold current is rolling, and a heavy snow is brewing.

12, the sun seems to be afraid of cold in the middle of winter. Wearing thick clothes can't give off heat.

13, the willow with all the leaves is covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars; Evergreen pines and cypresses in winter and summer are full of fluffy pines and heavy snowballs.

14. Snowflakes are as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.

15, the world after the snow is decorated with continuous snow, and the jade leaves of Qiongzhi, which are covered with jade, are colorful, which is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow.

16, snow makes people feel that there is only one word cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

17, Snow Fairy is waving her sleeves heartily; In the fluttering performance, the sky, the earth, the river and the mountain are pure and clean, and there is no quagmire.

18, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and white tents were pulled around, and the earth turned white at once. I can't help thinking of a poem, like the spring wind, which blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.