Beautiful sentences about going to Houhai at night

The beautiful poem about Houhai 1. Ask for famous sentences about Shichahai.

Shichahai

The sky flew for a few days, and Houhai was vaguely dreaming.

The servants clamored for your sedan chair, and the arrogance was swept away.

The delicate lotus holds the glittering and translucent white luying, and the withered leaves sway with the wind.

Taiyudu is connected with non-old water, and white clouds roll in the blue.

A Fragrant "Shichahai in 2007"

Too liquid fragrance, weeping willows blowing gently, branches of summer rain stained with clothes. Xiejie alley, beside Qushui. When distant guests visit each other, the water waves ripple and the words are heartfelt. There are a lot of writing and ink, short words and long poems, and cutting clouds to write articles. Silver ingots look at the mountains, while Yingzhou looks far away. Add more wine, light a lamp, and get drunk in the sunset. broadsword

Two songs of the seven wonders

After bringing a romantic couple to the seaside, the shower increased the excitement. Looking for bean juice everywhere, I can't see it, and there is a barbecue smell coming from the other side.

The Shili version of the lotus is brighter than the sky, and the branches on both sides are about to drip. Swallows are silent, but hibiscus can solve crazy business?

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2. Ask for famous sentences about Shichahai.

Reading Shichahai/Duckweed Water at Night

I never miss this summer.

Sunset is the residual red of earlier years.

When the dew returns to the flowers

The night is getting dark.

The residual temperature is still there.

Who wandered in the middle of the night?

An unsinkable island in the middle of the lake.

A ghost appeared from the shadow of the paddle lamp.

The foam of beer is still rising.

The crimson sky is still rising.

The heat inside is still rising.

Until weightlessness

My heart is flying

A long purple dress shone in the moonlight of the Tang Dynasty.

At the end of the song, people scattered in the direction of the water plants.

Arrive on a dewy morning

Shichahai

The sky flew for a few days, and Houhai was vaguely dreaming.

The servants clamored for your sedan chair, and the arrogance was swept away.

The delicate lotus is holding the crystal dew, and the decaying leaves are shaking the sad wind.

Too liquid is connected with non-old water, and white clouds roll in the blue.

3. Beautiful words and poems describing the sea

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Like a friend's melancholy complaint, like his parting call. I heard your sad voice and your calling voice for the last time. You are the desire in my heart! I often wander around your shore silently and blankly, because of that secret wish, I feel distressed and heartbroken! How I love your echo, your gloomy tone, your deep voice, the silence of dusk and the capricious passion! Fishermen's docile sails, relying on your willful protection, fly bravely between the waves; But when you get out of control, a large group of ships will perish.

I wanted to leave your lonely shore forever, congratulate you with carnival feelings, and let my poems run far along your waves, but I couldn't! You wait, you call … and I am bound; My inner struggle is completely futile: I was fascinated by a strong passion and left me on your shore ... what's so pathetic? Where is the carefree path I am going to run to now? In your desert, one thing shocked my heart. This is a steep rock, a glorious tomb ... There, immersed in the cold sleep are some solemn memories; Napoleon died there.

There, he was buried in suffering. After him, like the sound of a storm, another genius flew away from us. He is another monarch in our mind.

The singer who cried for the God of Freedom disappeared, and he left his laurel in the world. Cloudy and noisy, stir up: Oh, the sea, he once sang about you.

Your image is reflected in him, and he is shaping his growth with your spirit: just like you, he is dignified, deep and deep, and like you, nothing can make him submit. The world is empty, ocean, where do you want me to take you? People's fate is the same everywhere: where there is happiness, there are already people guarding it: perhaps enlightened sages or tyrannical kings.

Oh, goodbye, sea! I will never forget your solemn face, and I will listen to your thunder in a long, long dusk. My heart is full of you. I want to take your cliff, your bay, your flash, your shadow and whispering waves into the forest and the silent desert.

3. How many heroes sincerely admire the sunrise on the sea, how many poets are attracted by the sunset on the sea, how many songs are sung on the cliffs, how many footprints left by the sea breeze on the beach day and night, and how many times the sails raised are secretly buried, cursed, sad and praised by Haitao. Had a glorious life in the sea. Where is the turbulent ocean? Where is the hole dug in childhood? Where are the traces of first love side by side? The sea, even if your waves can wash away the memory, there are still some shells scattered on the hillside, such as the stars on a summer night. Maybe the whirlpool blinks dangerously. Maybe the storm opened the greedy mouth. Although you have ruined countless innocent dreams in life, there are still some brave people who fly calmly like petrels in the storm and on the seaside night in the evening. The rocks with cold leaves are as cold as death. How lonely my shadow is on the coastal rocks. How proud my heart is from dusk to midnight. You're pretending to roar. You are hypocritical and calm. You can take everything from the past with you. This world has both the pain of sinking and the joy of awakening. 4. The words describing the sea are like a humorous and wise old man. The sea is like a shy little girl; The sea is like a great mother; The sea is like an angry strong man; The sea is like a mysterious magician. The sea and level are like a mirror image of a profound writer; The sea and waves splash like dragons in the clouds; The sea, like the silks and satins of the Silk Road, shines brightly on the sea.

The sea is endless, as if it will never swim to the end; The sea is blue and blue, which means that an angry teacher becomes blue. I like the sea.