Aesthetic sentences describing the back

Beautiful sentences describing the back

1. Looking at your back, I think your eyes have become blurred. God really wouldn't have arranged it for us to play such a game. Without waving goodbye, the cold wind was already miserable. Not long after, a heavy snowfall came, covering the glacier with a thick layer of snow, and you could no longer be seen in the glacier.

2. Finally I saw the back figure in my memory, a little thin and strange. I waved vigorously to my mother who was standing under the warm street lamp. The long-awaited meeting scene appeared, but I suddenly stopped and was overwhelmed with excitement. I moved my stiff feet mechanically, letting my mother's figure appear in my eyes. The gradually blurred eyes gradually enlarged. Getting closer. My mother's thin, tired face caught my eye, and her protruding cheekbones and the wrinkles left by the years became increasingly clear. My nose felt sour, and I rushed to hug my mother. Tears burst into my eyes, and my thoughts were brought back to the melancholy and lost day last year. autumn.

3. The gorgeous night sky failed to retain the distant figure. I want to say thank you to this retreating figure for allowing me to still have my own imagination and understanding in this noisy situation. It is a relief to myself and my own salvation. The night outside is filled with leisurely gatherings and separations. Please allow me to pray for a better life for the wandering people in this way.

4. From a distance, I look at your back. Your black hair tied back with a big red ribbon is like a waterfall pouring down from the mountain stream on a quiet moonlit night. .

5. He clung to it with both hands and retracted his feet upward; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort. At this time, I saw his back, and I burst into tears quickly. The ground flowed down. I quickly wiped away my tears. Afraid that he would see it, and also afraid that others would see it. When I looked outside again, he had already hugged the scarlet orange and walked back. When crossing the railway, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, then picked up the oranges and walked away. When I got here, I quickly went to help him. He walked with me to the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I puffed away the dirt on my clothes, feeling very relaxed.

6. Take a ray of warm wind and knead it into a white quill. In the creek, on the lake, or at the seaside, enter the water shallowly over and over again to write your name. The fine lines swaying will follow. Time wanders with the years and merges into the glory of life. Beautiful people, what I can see is your back in my eyes, but what I can’t see is your back, which has long been integrated into my heart.

7. My father went out carrying his full fertilizer bag, and I followed quietly behind. My father must not have known, because he never looked back that day.

8. When crossing the railway, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, then picked up the oranges and walked away. When he got here, I hurriedly helped him.

9. My father and I have not seen each other for more than two years. What I can’t forget most is his back. That winter, my grandmother died and my father's errand was handed over. It was a day when misfortune never comes singly. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou and planned to go home with my father for the funeral. When I went to Xuzhou to see my father, I saw the mess in the courtyard and thought of my grandmother again, and I couldn't help but shed tears. My father said: This is what happened, so there is no need to be sad. Fortunately, there is no end to the problem! He went home and sold off the mortgage, and his father repaid the shortfall; he also borrowed money to pay for the funeral. These days, the family situation is very bleak, half because of the funeral and half because of the father's unemployment.

10. Today, your back is like a clear stream, recording my thoughts. The glacier is no longer what it was before. It has been renovated, widened, and deepened, and it is even more attractive than before. There is a small pond next to the river, which is beautiful in summer. You must remember very clearly that on the right side of the pond, there lived a farm family. The old couple who worked together to make a living have passed away one after another. The original appearance here no longer exists and has become the Xiahe Community. This is better than before. It’s so much more beautiful.

11. It was just after one o'clock when we left, and the hot sun was scorching the earth. It felt hot as soon as we went out.

Before we left, our grandparents sent us out. Grandma stood on the field ridge under the scorching sun, watching our leaving figures, and kept telling us what to do and what to do. ． ． ． ． ． We turned around and asked her to go home. But she didn't seem to hear it at all. Under the fiery red sun in June, grandma, who was standing on the field ridge watching us leave, looked very short and thin.

12. The rain fell quietly. My father left for this family and for me. Before leaving, he said a lot to me. My heart became very heavy. Looking at him That thin but heartwarming figure gradually disappeared into the hazy drizzle with the sound of the car's horn. My tears were intertwined with the rain!

13. When everything returns to zero, are you really happy? All that is left is the back. It is really good. Look behind you. The back is not far away. It is small. How big the back is, my eyes are full of it, I want to get close to this, small back, look at this stubborn back, just walk away, disappear in the corner of my eyes, disillusioned by the wind.

14. Your departing figure still lingers before my eyes, like a mist that cannot be shaken away. . Do you really not know? The stories that had accumulated for three months were all rotting in my heart, and I really couldn’t find any trace of what I had dreamed about. Although the weather was nice that day, I felt like I was in the middle of winter with the howling north wind.

15. Time slips away inadvertently, and the years also creep up on your body, making you age and make your originally healthy body start to get sick, but your back will never change. It is always so familiar, so warm, and makes me feel distressed and attached to it. Close your eyes, and a charming picture emerges in your mind: you are walking slowly on a country road, and the setting sun reflects on your body, covering you with a layer of golden brilliance, making your back appear... So tall, so sacred. You are none other than my dearest grandma. Grandma, your back will always be the most beautiful in my heart

16. At this time I saw his back, and my tears flowed down quickly.

17. But the scene that day is engraved in my mind. My father did not hold an umbrella. He just walked in the late autumn rain carrying his fertilizer bag. There was no one on the street, only The yellow leaves that had been knocked down by the rain floated down faintly, and one leaf fell on his luggage. He was unconscious. I don’t know what my father was thinking at this time, or whether he was not thinking about anything at all. I wanted to run over and hold an umbrella for my father, but I didn’t. I hid under the eaves of my house, letting my tears wet my face and blur my vision. My father gradually fell lonely in the drizzle of late autumn. Walking further and further away.

18. And I can never find a word that contains love and reverence to describe my father. The back figure that never gives up, those stubborn stones are as silent as my father, only the wind spares no effort to shake the shadow of the tree, wandering on my father's land. The rustling sound of the pen tip fell silent. I closed my eyes, and the arcing back appeared in front of my eyes again.

19. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark green cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the railway and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster. But it was not easy for him to cross the railway and climb to the platform over there. He clung to it with both hands and retracted his feet; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort.

20. When a woman goes out and walks in the streets, it is not only her front that attracts attention and looks back, but also her moving back. On a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, when a strange woman passes you by, all you see when you suddenly look back is her departing back, which may be deep or free and easy. Maybe your eyes show curiosity, appreciation, or regret. But no matter what, when she passed by you, her back touched your heart, and she gave you a hazy beauty.

21. Yes, she has gradually become the shortest in this big family. Perhaps she had stood on the ridge of the fields countless times watching her children returning from afar, and she had also stood on the ridge of the fields countless times watching the backs of her children who had left.

She stood there until we couldn't see our backs. Looking back at grandma under the scorching sun, my eyes were moist. ． ． ． ．

22. My father’s thin figure is like an eternal beacon, guiding me on how to go in the future. No matter when I was a student or today when I step on the three-foot podium, it will guide me. It reminds me that I must be a strong person in knowledge and a true talent in society.

23. Gradually, the back figure has disappeared from my sight. It is not that my eyesight is dim, but that his perseverance has already penetrated into my bones.

24. I don’t believe in your determination to leave, leaving me with a incomplete dream. Today I want to say thank you! This is fine, I can think of your back forever and care deeply for my whole life. Even if it is a broken bridge, the incomplete feelings are more beautiful. A regret that will last a lifetime. The back is like the twilight of a shooting star, extending my desires. I can't really have a drunken dream, but I can still have a pleasant dream. It was true that youth is no longer lost, and dreams and shadows are chasing souls. I should be grateful for the years of love!

25. You are gone, out of the sight of those who know you well, including me. Once upon a time, the pale you were the white back that often appeared in front of me. What you left to me was more of your back, only the back. I looked at your favorite white against your back, like looking at a line of flowing clouds, It's elusive but out of reach.

26. I feel extremely uncomfortable. My father has always suffered for us. If it weren’t for us, he would have divorced my mother who is a bit lazy and a bit lazy. The poor father was physically exhausted and mentally suffering. Thinking of this, I suddenly feared that my father would never come back. I cautiously asked my father where he was going, but he smiled and said to me, "Go to work." I seemed to hear my heartbreak because of my father's sad smile.

27. Last week, my mother had a conversation with the teacher because my grades have been declining recently. The teacher was very dissatisfied. After my mother came out of the office, she looked at me coldly. I suddenly felt a chill in my heart. She scolded me in a low voice. I remained silent. I saw a look of disappointment in my mother's eyes. Then he turned around and left decisively. Unintentionally, tears welled up in his eyes and fell to the ground. Outside the window, it was getting late, and the only sound was the sound of high heels on the ground. I followed my mother silently, with tears streaming down my face. When I raised my eyes, all I saw was her cold back and her lonely reflection under the light.

28. The back can reflect many, many things. , standing on a high building, looking at the different backs and different moods in the sea of ??people. At this time, I didn't know who was watching my back from behind. I'm thinking, if one day we are separated, I don't know if I can find you in the noisy crowd based on your back. At the station and at the ferry, what makes people sad is the feeling of parting. What makes people even more memorable is the far away figure, which lasts for a long time and cannot be erased in the heart.

29. Lie down at the window and look out, looking for your father. I saw my father's slightly hunched back in the distance, walking slowly and staggeringly. His thin back became smaller and smaller in my sight. Through the glass window, I choked and shouted loudly to my father’s back; Dad, dad, my daughter will take care of herself, don’t worry.

30. I don’t know when my father’s waist, which makes me proud, is no longer straight; I don’t know when wrinkles appear on my father’s face; I don’t know when I have grown up and can no longer pester my parents to go to the bookstore to buy books every weekend. Playing; I don’t know when my father can no longer travel around the world, and can only be afraid of waiting for people to take care of him at home; I don’t know when my father, who has always walked vigorously, can no longer move his legs; I don’t know when I can no longer act like a baby in front of my father, and listen to I told him not to do it; I didn’t know when I could no longer be by his side, so I asked him to lie down and gently hammered his legs. I know that my father is gone forever, he left with a smile, he left so peacefully. I still think that he was just too tired and fell asleep.

31. That night, when we separated, the moment he put his arm on your shoulder and turned to leave, tears fell down my face. Looking at your retreating backs, my heart broke.

The vows of eternal love that Zeng Jin had made have become a thing of the past. The love that Zeng Jin was so proud of and was regarded as impossible to break up now seems so weak and fragile. Behind your happiness, there is my lonely figure, looking so helpless and vicissitudes of life on that bustling street.

32. If a woman is asked to describe the prince in her heart, it will mostly be about how handsome, how generous, and how temperamental the man is. But few people pay attention to or appreciate each other's back. Of course, during a dance or a candlelight dinner, we may notice the beauty of their backs. When she appears at the ball elegantly and elegantly in a backless evening gown, her charming back will surely attract a lot of attention. When he was wearing a suit and waltzing to the ball, his broad shoulders gave people a sense of security.

33. In the dream, when I raised my eyes, I saw a fog and sunlight pouring in. Through this fog, a blurry back appeared in front of me. I couldn’t see clearly. It seemed so cold and distant, but also so kind. Warm my mother, an ordinary person, but what she left to me is indeed a series of extraordinary memories

34. When we arrived at school, the car ran out of gas. My father and I looked at each other. Each other was speechless. The father turned around and pushed the cart away. After I watched him walk through that corner, I finally couldn't control myself, and two lines of hot tears quietly flowed down. In the haze of tears, I seemed to see my father leaning forward, pushing the cart, and walking on that long slope. As he walked, his loving back remained on that long slope. In my heart. The father's back reflects his father's great and deep love. Father, I love you!

35. The midnight wind is always so chilly, the bone-gnawing coldness penetrates the barrier of thought, and the night becomes hesitant. Inexplicably, I like the silhouettes of passers-by coming and going. It feels very hazy and ethereal, a very distant artistic conception, deep, ethereal, quiet and vast. There is also a sense of quiet loneliness and extreme loneliness.

36. He clung to the top with both hands and retracted his feet upwards; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort.

37. In the noisy streets, looking at your shrinking figure, waving weakly, tears shed unknowingly, destined to be separated, at this moment, we all silently pray for each other in our hearts. Countless quiet nights, I can't erase the memories of that day, I can only watch you with gray hair and say goodbye in a hurry. Father, are you okay? When I dream back at midnight, every time I think of your lonely back, my heart always feels sour.

38. I looked at his slightly curved back, bit my lip hard again, and nodded to him with a smile. Good luck, father. I will often visit you in front of your tombstone and give you my best wishes. Your favorite food.

39. I saw Teacher Zhang’s back, her right hand flicked outside her eyes, and then she quickly put it down. There was some warmth in that movement and some pretense of strength. The child A Peng has a fever, but Teacher Zhang has given up many things in life for the sake of these children in the class. There were many things that worried her during that time. I couldn't help but look at her back. She was not very tall, her body was slightly plump, her hair was lightly curled, and she was still squatting on the ground holding her son in her arms. At this moment, I think of my younger sister at home, and how hard my mother works all day long for that little guy. I just feel a trace of warmth from my eyes and across my cheeks.

40. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark green cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the railway and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster.

41. Some back figures are always swaying in time, lingering. A head full of white hair, crawling in the cold sunshine of winter, in the biting wind, and in the eyes of passers-by that are harsher than the wind. So, looking back inadvertently, I saw my father hiding in the depths of time.

42. Walking around the campus, with a casual glance, I saw a beautiful back. In the blink of an eye, she had disappeared at the corner of the building. The beauty had disappeared, and the back gradually blurred, leaving only a dazed figure. I understand that her outline is still so beautiful in the corner space. I come back to my senses again, step and move forward. The beauty has disappeared, but the afterimage is more solid. But the back figure in my mind is much more familiar to me. , the favorite elements have become more beautiful, like a goddess. But is this still the back of your lover? ;