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Sentences describing the sound of wind chimes

Sentences describing the sound of wind chimes

1. That string of wind chimes was brought back from Yunnan by my father, which has the national characteristics of Yunnan. The top of the wind chime is made of straw, much like a small straw hat. There are seven lovely little fish bells tied around the brim of the straw hat. A small fish made of iron wire and colored thread is so lifelike, and there is a delicate little copper bell hanging on its tail, and its voice is particularly crisp and loud. Each small fish has a different color, and one fish has a different taste.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging in front of the window, and the breeze blows this wind chime, which is very beautiful.

This string of wind chimes can sing. Whenever the wind dances in the air, the wind chimes will sing for it, and Ding He is crisp and beautiful.

A breeze blew, and the wind chimes jingled, as if playing a sweet piano, and as if to say to me: Sing with me!

5. Wind chimes refer to articles that can make sound when the wind blows, and are mostly used as decorations.

6. Some words are engraved on the six-column hollow metal wind chimes, and the hanging wooden signs depict lifelike figures. The breeze blew and the sweet wind chimes sounded.

7. Ding Fengling's happiness can't be hidden. Have the happiness of wind chimes! It will drown out the melancholy of life, just like walking on a muddy path and suddenly returning to sunshine avenue. Let the future suddenly become incomparably vast.

When the wind chimes are hung in the north of the house, only the north wind will blow, so that people can perceive the change of the weather. On the contrary, the south wind will make the wind chimes fly to the south.

9. Ding, ding, a string of small wind chimes is swaying in the breeze.

10, Ding made me feel the thrill of passion around me, and instantly restored my morbid body strength. I think I just want to write it down. This is a deep call from one life to another.

1 1. When the wind blows, the wind chimes will make a brisk jingle, which is very pleasing to the ear.

12, beautiful wind chimes, purple like Qingyun or pink like sunset.

13, Ding Fengling's happiness cannot be hidden. Have the happiness of wind chimes! It will drown out the melancholy of life, just like walking on a muddy path and suddenly returning to sunshine avenue.

14, the wind chimes melt in my heart, I just want to travel as usual, regain the memories of the past, outline, sing and continue the reincarnation of the world.

15, Ding, the small wind chimes on the window lattice are swaying in the wind. This is the crisp sound of crystal bells colliding with each other. This crisp voice is so peaceful and quiet.

16, whenever the window is opened and the breeze blows gently, the wind chimes will jingle, jingle, like beautiful music, like a reminder signal. Every time I hear the bell ring, all my troubles will be forgotten.

17, stab! Tintin! Open the window, and the shell wind chimes in front of the window begin to sing with the wind.

18, the most beautiful meeting in the world is the meeting of wind and wind chimes. The wind keeps ringing, I, song for you, you are persistent for me, so that every sound in the world can deeply tell the legend between you and me.

19, the breeze blows, and the wind chimes make a crisp sound, which is very nice.

20. The wind knocks on the glass window and can't reach the purple wind chimes on the window bars.

2 1, the wind chimes will also swing gently with the breeze, making a gentle jingle, as if singing.

22. Wind chime, a kind of clock. It can make sound through the collision of bells or other objects under the wind.

23. When I was a child, when I went to my classmate's house, I always touched the wind chime that made me envy. The wind chimes make a pleasant sound, which makes me very intoxicated. I always think quietly, if only I had a string of wind chimes.

24. Sasha Vujacic, a shell wind chime hangs in front of the window. Shells are singing, seagulls are singing, the sea is singing, and wind chimes are singing!

25. The wind chimes on the windowsill and the music in your ears are dripping like beads.

26. The small wind chimes on the windowsill of Rinrin are swaying and tinkling in the wind. This is the crisp sound of crystal clear bells colliding with each other. This crisp sound is so serene and quiet, like the accompaniment of piano sound, patting my loneliness gently in the quiet night sky, like a butterfly flying quietly around my heart, and the pain of being touched is slowly disappearing.

27. On the left side of the safety light is a metal wind chime, which is an auspicious thing in the family, meaning that it is auspicious to return to the Buddha.

28. A gentle collision will make a pleasant sound, and every sound can give people spiritual comfort. This is the messenger of wind chimes, music and expectation.

29. Wind chimes can make a pleasant and crisp sound, so in hot and humid summer, people will hang wind chimes by the window, giving people a refreshing feeling.

Sentences describing campanula flowers

1. Jump out of the car and step into the purple sea of flowers. I followed a tree covered with campanula and stopped: "This is campanula. This time of the year is flowering, but the flowering period is only about ten days. As soon as the flowers open, the leaves wither quickly. "

2. It can be said that "the wind chimes shine in the air among the green leaves."

The blooming yellow bellflower is covered with branches.

4. Pale red branches swaying to the left.

5. Bellflower, also known as bell flower, is native to southern Europe. The plants are stout, bell-shaped flowers are like wind chimes, and the colors are bright and elegant. They are very popular in Europe. They are common herbal flowers in small gardens in late spring and early summer, and are often used to express healthy and gentle love.

6. Bellflower, with bell-shaped flowers, usually blue, is mainly native to north temperate zone, Mediterranean region and tropical mountainous area. There are many cultivated ornamental species.

7. hyacinthus orientalis's rosette leaves are oval to obovate, with serrated and rough edges. Petiole winged. Cauline leaves are small and sessile.

8. Bellflower raceme with 1 or 2 florets.

9. Bellflower corolla is bell-shaped, 5-lobed, slightly enlarged at the base, and the colors are white, blue, purple and light pink. The flowering period is from April to June.

10. The tendril-shaped campanula flowers have elegant patterns, soft branches, heart-shaped green leaves and red flowers, bright colors, like hanging bells, swaying in the wind, dynamic and elegant, very cute.

1 1. Campanula tendrii has slender branches, many branches, alternate leaves and slender petioles. Peanuts are in leaf axils, with slender pedicels and drooping flowers. The calyx is red, and the corolla is like a wind chime and a red heart that spits gold.

12. Campanula tendrii, also known as bell, also known as red calyx abutilon, campanula lantern, hibiscus lantern, red heart spit gold, etc. Abutilon of Malvaceae. Evergreen soft woody vine shrub.

13. Campanula, also known as Campanula. Flowers axillary, slender stems, orange-red, red veins, petals bent inward, looking as beautiful and lovely as bells.

14. Half-opened campanula flowers hang on soft branches, swaying in the wind, like a string of ringing bells.

15. Campanula blooms all year round in suitable areas and is evergreen all year round. Its excellent characters are rare in ornamental plants and are deeply loved by people.

16. This kind of bellflower is very similar to pea flower. The lavender coat tightly wraps the purple body, and only the yellowish stamens are secretly exposed.

17. When the breeze blows, the campanula is like a beautiful flower, flapping its wings constantly, as if to fly, with a burst of fragrance from time to time. It smells really good!

18. It's not magic at all. A straight stem, many heart-shaped leaves, plus many white smiling faces, this is campanula.

19. I like the simplicity of Campanula, its purity, and its strong and brave spirit in the face of rain, snow, wind and thunder!

20. The yellow bell flowers are in full bloom in Central Park.

Sentences describing sounds

Sentences describing sounds

1. I yearn for the sound of leaves colliding, just like the moonlight music played by the pianist, but it seems to be slowly swallowed up by the noise of the city. It is naive and unfair in the world, leaving us only accompaniment, which can only be heard sporadically on campus. I accidentally heard that an old man was looking after a large camphor tree forest and wanted to see it.

Second, the voice in life. The sound of reading on campus becomes interesting, and the sweet singing adds vitality. With a little comfort and encouragement from relatives, let's open our hearts. Wait, bring infinite songs to life and nature. If we have no sound, then the world will become a silent world, empty and lifeless, and life and nature will become colorful and full of vitality because of human voice. Therefore, the sound in life is also a kind of sound, which is the most critical thing in biology.

In life, as long as you pay a little attention, there will always be all kinds of sounds around you: the rumble of trains, the chirping of birds and the thunder of nature. Seemingly simple and natural words are actually telling people its special significance.

Fourth, rain and fog, sprinkled on bamboo leaves, rustled, like a girl stroking the strings, like a spring silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.

5. I like clean and crisp voice, low and magnetic voice, whispering in such a low voice, talking loudly and all kinds of voices.

Six, sitting under a big tree, a refreshing wind blowing, the tree can always rustle and sing, and each leaf makes its own unique sound, as if a large orchestra is singing for you alone. That sound will come to your mind. You just need to close your eyes and listen carefully, and you can drive away your troubles unconsciously and stop feeling insignificant.

Seven, all of a sudden, a chord sound rises, erratic, winding and lingering. Rushed to the roof, floated to the foot, high and low, and the sound was lingering. That's the familiar sound of guzheng. It is soft and ethereal, and wants to send and receive, but when it turns around, it suddenly becomes powerful and cadence. It can penetrate every pore and flow into people's hearts.

Eight, around my life, there are many sweet voices and bird songs that make me happy; The teacher's teaching voice enriched my knowledge; The horn of the car reminds me of safety; And the rustling of grass tells me that time is flowing. However, no matter how beautiful and beautiful these sounds are, they will never be comparable to all the wonderful things in nature.

Nine, the stream, the stream flows, running day and night, they make a sound. This is the sound of happiness. Because they are looking for a better tomorrow, the vast world they dream of, and the unpredictable future.

His voice is deep and magnetic.

Eleven, his evil handsome face with a dissolute informal smile, cold voice, like a thousand years of ice.

12. The beauty of nature is both moving and charming, which human beings can't play. The voice of nature is a very unique voice. Listen, what a wonderful sound Uncle Feng plays with his accordion! Wow-wow-the voice is sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes gentle, sometimes dignified, sometimes sad, sometimes cheerful; Hehe, Uncle Feng is really a versatile musician!

March March rain, like countless small hands, beats the keys of forest leaves and plays a hymn of spring.

14. Before I came to the waterfall, I saw silver water flowing down like grandpa's white beard. The wind blew over, blowing the water into a faint fog and sprinkling it on my face, which was cool. Several streams seem to be in a hurry, running down and accidentally hitting rocks, splashing like flying beads and jadeite.

Fifteen, listen, the sound of autumn, a gust of autumn wind blowing, is a farewell to the sky. Listen, the sound of autumn, the swallow flying south, Ji Ji, is the rhyme to bid farewell to the north. Listen, the sound of autumn, leaves falling, is a farewell to the tree. Listen, the voice of autumn, chrysanthemum slowly opens its smiling face, hehe, it is the words of kissing autumn. Listen, the voice of autumn, you squeeze the fruit I touch, and touch it, saying goodbye to the tree. Listen, the sound of autumn comes from a distance in a hurry, and goes to a distance in a hurry. Listen, we hear the sound of autumn. Listen, the birds in the tree are high above. Vipyl .Com/ croak, sing a refreshing song, and after listening, don't be far behind, accompanied by creaking. In a short time, more musicians want to join. Look, the rushing mountain stream has become a partner, and the grass swaying in the wind is like a conductor! Sister Guihua is also busy showing herself at this concert held by nature.

Teacher Liu's voice in our class is really funny, sometimes like a lark, sometimes like a machine gun. When our class got the red flag, when we did something good, when we made progress in our study, Miss Liu's voice was as sweet and amiable as that of a lark. We danced with joy and were very happy. When we do something wrong, when we are lazy in our studies, when we fight in class, Mr. Liu's voice becomes very harsh. He speaks very fast, just like a machine gun. We are really a little nervous after listening to it.

Seventeen, the light rain rustled and woke me up. I walked into the Woods and heard birds chirping in the distance, as if to say: Spring is coming, wake up! I walked over and heard the stream screaming like my sister's long hair. I listened to it sing and ran with it. The tinkling sound of the spring seems to be playing a happy beat, quietly forgetting all the troubles.

18. There is a sound that middle-aged painters miss more and more. This kind of sound is wonderful, with color, shape, temperature and emotional stories. But now I can't hear it anymore.

Nineteen, circuitous, the flute is getting louder and louder, just like a flute player blowing, slowly approaching. The flute sounded beautiful, high and low, low and low, circled several times and sank again. Although extremely low and thin, each syllable is still clearly audible.

Twenty, he is cold and doesn't like to talk. However, whenever he mentioned his parents, the words from his firm and soft lips surprised everyone else.

Twenty-one, the lingering sound, I don't know the taste of meat in March for three days. This song should be only in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth.

22, warmth slowly surrounded from behind, his voice came from my ear, a little dumb, but with unspeakable charm. Every word came out of his thin lips. Listening to my ears is like sitting by the window in snowy1February, tasting a steaming cup of blue mountain coffee alone, and the fragrant coffee is filled. Warm liquid is carefully sucked into the throat from the mouth, and the whole person warms up.

23. His voice is deep and straightforward. You will be surprised if you hear him ask loudly who it is.

Twenty-four, a new sound, a moment of deep sobs, seriously shocked everything around, a moment of sharp excitement. Breaking through the hot air filled with dust and fog, it rose from the ground in Ran Ran and joined the original music. The sound was deafening and the echo was noisy. A low shadow hung over the harbor.

Twenty-five, I like the sound of running water, because its crisp sound makes people who are upset feel happy; I like the sound of people whispering, because the world will not be so noisy; I like the crisp sound of birds, because it tells me that spring is coming; I like the sound of flowers, because we have grown up when they bloom; Sound is a symphony of nature, which brings us joy.

26. His voice is like a warm call in summer, melting my cold all winter, like a storm, making me unable to breathe.

Love every day as the end of the day. Every minute is beautiful until tear drops, no matter whether others are optimistic or negative. As long as you bravely come with me, love doesn't need to be deliberately arranged, and kisses and hugs will be very comfortable with feelings. Enjoy now and don't be afraid of being hurt. We believe there will be many miracles.

Twenty-eight, to say what sound is the most beautiful, this can be a lot, the sound of birds playing, the sound of flowers opening, the sound of grass growing, the sound of the sun shining in the sky, the hypnotic sound that mothers sing to their babies, and the laughter of children; There are many things to say about the most beautiful sound, such as the teacher's voice in class, the nagging voice of parents, the crying of children, and the brushing sound of writing; To say what sound is the most beautiful, there are many voices, such as parents' discipline, teachers' teaching, friends' help, relatives' praise and classmates' envy.

Twenty-nine, Ding Ding's overnight rain rang the gong of spring ploughing and the drum of sowing.

Thirty, the rain fell into the stagnant water and knocked out a low piano sound. Elegant and charming breath reaches your ears, your brain and your heart. Considering that in real life, you will know yourself better, make your short-term goals better, consider the long-term direction of life better, and handle the relationship with others better, and have a thought about all this.

Hey, isn't the sea rough in the distance? I fly fast, you know, I've always wanted to see the sea. Huge waves hit the sea again and again, sometimes majestic and sometimes gentle. The waves on the water are spinning and rolling. I couldn't help dancing disco in the sky with the passionate, swift and majestic waves. The more the waves jump, the faster I jump, and the more it rains.

32. At the dock of love, I burned out my boat, fearing that you would miss it when it was dark at night, and I would wait with a burning heart.

Thirty-three, the same as Qingzhu Weng at the beginning. Later, it turned higher and higher, and the rhyme turned effortlessly.

I'm afraid there is no louder voice in the world! The explosion of the big bomb, the roar of the train, the thunderbolt in summer. The stormy waves in the ocean, if all this is compared with the noise here, are just a broken twig. Take a bite of soybeans, which is similar to a cow barking.

Thirty-five, the snow in the air falls gracefully one by one, blooming that peerless beauty and gentleness. That's because God forgot to wash his hair and the falling dandruff. Honey, I forgot to wash my hair, too, but why did it fall all over the floor, a sad white roof and a white room? The white bird quietly flew over my years, stood in the snow and picked up a snowflake, watching it turn into transparent water drops little by little, reflecting a tragic white, and the whole world was like a luxurious worship.

There are many sounds in summer, such as frogs, fish and thunder and lightning. Frogs croak in the water, just as they have a song meeting in the water. Bang, bang, bang. What's that noise? It was the sound of fish swimming in the water. They seem to be swimming in groups! The sound of thunder and lightning became louder, and a flash of light flashed. It turned out that lightning was coming. Come here for a moment. There was a rumbling sound. What's that noise? This is thunder. After a while, what a rushing sound, it turned out to be rain.

Thirty-seven, go forward, only hear cicadas singing and birds singing. Looking up, I saw the thrush cuckoo jumping around the tree, as happy as a fairy. I haven't finished enjoying such a poetic picture when the sound of running water caught my attention. Wow, nature can really make the finishing touch! I hurried to Xiaolin, which turned out to be a winding stream. The stream is crystal clear, pebbles can be counted, and small fish are swimming happily in the water, ah! Nature played another song for us.

The sailors howled like wolves in the middle of a row of barges, and someone knocked on the iron plate with a hammer somewhere. The long, bleak tone is singing, expelling endless worries and adding a touch of sadness to people's hearts.

Thirty-nine years old, in the rain, he grew up, got married and became a father. The old house in the alley and the rain became the strangest background of his life. On rainy days, he will also tell his son those ancient poems about rain, and friends will always come to his studio.

I like listening to music alone. Put on headphones, or turn on the speaker, adjust the volume and close your eyes. It was dark all around, as if in the confusion of ignorance. At this time, a wisp of song came, just like a breeze blowing in front of my eyes, a white cloud, a spring rain.

Forty-one, ... She turned the tuning pin, tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. A sentence that describes a beautiful voice. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.

Forty-two, the flying silver chain flashes in the sun, making the silver chain brighter. The splendor of the silver chain is better than any ornament; And the huge silver chain is bigger than any invisible gas wall.

Forty-three, holding the spray, clearly listening to the unusually crisp sound when it falls from my fingers,-answer-answer. Water splashes everywhere, and the flying water drops are like pearls. It's beautiful.

44. His voice is charming, magnetic and calm, giving people a sense of security and feeling very practical.

There is wonderful music on campus. As long as you listen attentively, you will hear. In the morning, birds are singing happily, carts and cars are walking on the road, dripping. The wind rustled the young trees. I also heard the teacher rush to the office. The sound of the morning is like a trumpet urging us forward.

46. His voice is magnetic and gentle, like the attraction of gravity, and he wants to be close to his voice every minute.

A long sentence describing sound

1, the father's loving voice, and the crisp and melodious piano sound give people childhood memories; The melancholy voice of pipa gives people nostalgic associations; That voice gave me the power of love.

The wind is blowing quietly in the Woods, and I am walking along the stream in boredom. The weather in early autumn is a little cold, and the breeze gently shakes the treetops, bringing a rustling sound. Rustling, but surprisingly good. As if with charming drunkenness.

Whenever I calm down and listen attentively to the world around me, I can hear all kinds of voices: the sound of people walking, the horn of cars, the swaying of trees, the screams of birds ... some of them are silent, some are sharp, some are deafening, some are close to us, and some are far away from us. ...

Sound is everywhere, but we often ignore it. As long as we listen attentively to the voices around us, we will find that the voice is wonderful; As long as you listen attentively to the ordinary voice in life, you can feel the wonderful life.

5. There are many kinds of voices sung in history; There are many kinds of voices that touch people's hearts; But there is a voice that can shake people's hearts and sing through the ages.

6. Calm down and I'll open the window. The voice of the football broadcast belongs to the uncle next door, the strange violin belongs to the little girl next door, the "squeak" voice belongs to the old man who rides a broken tricycle to buy junk, the "chirp" voice belongs to the cheerful bird, and the "rustling" voice belongs to the old locust tree in the yard ... It turns out that everyone has so many voices!

7. Suddenly, the gurgling sound of running water came quietly and mixed with the deep and shallow green in front of us, forming a wonderful movement. I followed the sound of the stream and came to this clear stream.

8. After school, my good classmates and I took a walk on the playground. Suddenly, a very strange sound came from my ear. We followed the sound to a big tree. Under the tree, my companion made a hissing gesture and pointed to the direction of the leaves. I looked up and suddenly understood the source of the sound. It turned out to be a green bird song.

I don't know when it started. Every meal time, "Yao Yao, Yao Yao ..." can always be heard from the window, including the timbre of the old people and the timbre of the middle-aged people. Although the voice comes from different people, everyone's voice is full of expectation and happiness. So I stopped writing and waited for a response.

10, it sounds like a motorcycle running fast on the road in the distance. Suddenly, I heard the sound of light rain "ticking" again, like many people banging on the ground with chopsticks. At this time, I felt an impulse to fly, which reminded me of a picture: a bird quickly stopped on a tree, as if to say: it's raining, it's raining, I don't know how my child is.

1 1. In this fast-paced social life, people's ears are full of all kinds of sounds, but maybe that sound will not be remembered-footsteps. Dad has a unique pace, always rhythmic, like the beautiful sliding sound on the piano keys, like the crisp sound of "four strings singing together, such as spinning" on the pipa strings. Every contact between the sole and the ground embodies a sense of art.

12, there is such a sound, although it is not melodious, but it can turn pieces of unremarkable square bricks and stones into tall buildings, making people's lives convenient, fast, stable and comfortable. The creator of this sound is a construction worker.

13, I started to close my eyes as soon as I entered the room. It sounds like a busy classroom and a bird chirping. When I do my homework in class, the quiet classroom becomes silent. I put my ear close to the desktop and could hear the rustling of writing. Jingle bells ... Jingle bells ... "The sound of class broke the silence. Then, I heard the "squeak" sound again. I think it must be the noise made by some naughty boys swinging their stools. Just then, I heard a click. Oh, it's the teacher's rhythmic footsteps walking around.

14, my mother turned and went into the kitchen. I heard the familiar ensemble of pots and pans, the sound of cutting vegetables, the sound of juicing by the juicer ... all kinds of voices were endless, all of them were my mother!

15 suddenly, the slightest birdsong was not strong but clearly introduced to my ears, but the soft voice was crisp, as if the rising sun was full of vitality. I paused and found that the source of the sound was the bird's nest on the tree fork. Newborn chicks are chirping and looking at the outside world. The faint birdsong is particularly clear in this secluded place. All of a sudden, the beautiful sound quality is as harmonious and crisp as a flute. It contains joy, longing and yearning for life ... it is the most unpretentious voice.

16, footsteps flow through my heart like gurgling water, nourishing my dry heart. At night, I was awakened by a nightmare and heard a string of light, thin, cautious and steady voices coming to my room. I closed my eyes in fear. The door opened slightly, and I quietly opened my eyes a little. In the dark, I saw a tall body gently covering me with a quilt that had just been broken. Everything is so skilled, as if I can do it every day. Then he crept away again. Although it was light, I recognized the rhythmic sound. It's dad.

17, whenever the sun puts away its dazzling light in the evening, it becomes a golden CD. Many birds will fly back to the bamboo forest downstairs. There are not many green bamboos. Those birds are called bamboo birds. Petite and exquisite body, crisp voice, they chirp together in droves, as if chatting together, and as if singing together.

18, I came to the window and looked up at the sky. I heard the rustling of the wind off the ground and the sound of the wind blowing through my ears; In the tree, the birds sang in unison. Came to the hall, but it was dead silence. Sitting on the sofa, thinking of my dead mother, I couldn't help but feel the long-buried sadness and jumped out of my heart. I began to cry. Let the birds play beautiful and crisp songs; The sweet songs of the girls; Can't call back inner disappointment.

19, as soon as the voice fell, the sky thundered, and it went from the sky to the ground, scaring away all the birds. Then raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, and I hurried to the big tree by the lake. Raindrops the size of beans hit the water and made a "snapping" sound. After a while, I heard "quack" and "quack". It turned out that the duckling and frog were singing.

20, rumble, rumble, this momentum is tired thunder, just like the drum band in the sky performing, it's raining, "tick-tock. Tick-tock, the wonderful sound of rain always reminds people of good memories. It is like being in a quiet space of your own. How gentle it is to calm down and listen to the rain! In this world full of all perfect phonology, I heard it.

2 1. What is the most beautiful sound in the world? The most beautiful sound in the world is the early morning, when birds are "chirping" on the branches. The wonderful singing makes people feel very comfortable. The most beautiful sound in the world is summer. Naughty cicadas make the sound of "cicada, cicada" on the branches, which is full of enthusiasm and makes people want to listen. The most beautiful sound in the world is the wind. When it blows through the tree hole, it will make a "cry" sound, which is continuous, like floating from distant time and space.

22. The breeze is blowing gently, shaking the green leaves on the tree, and the rustling generated by the collision and friction between them is hoarse and rich. It's like the sound of a double bass in an orchestra, heavy but nice. Many strange sounds are intertwined and make up the rustle I hear now, which seems to have a strong taste.

23. I went to the piano and played Chopin's serenade. I have heard of Wan Lai, so when others lose confidence and feel depressed, I hope they can hear my beautiful voice.

24. Leaning against the window, through the window, I suddenly saw the magnolia blossoms on the roadside, and a thunderous flowering sound "poured" into my ears. I suddenly remembered the desolation when the seeds were just sown here a few months ago, and now the beautiful flowers have bloomed, which seems to tell me that as long as you work hard and keep growing, the beautiful flowers will eventually bloom. On that day, I seemed to understand in the flowers the significance of studying hard now for the future. The car passed by, but the sound of flowers still lingered in my ears.

25. There is such a sound. Although it is not so touching and gentle, it can moisten every seedling that has just poked its head like a drizzle in spring, making them grow sturdily and become more and more beautiful. The creator of this sound is the teacher. They exchanged their hard work for the students' brilliance step by step, and they exchanged their silver hair for the students' gratifying scores. They used their "ten years as one day" efforts to get the miracle that the students became famous in one fell swoop. More importantly, they used ordinary voices to form a language like truth, making naughty children unfamiliar with the world become knowledgeable talents and welcoming the sunshine of hope in the darkness of ignorance. Ah, the teacher's voice is the most beautiful voice in the world!