Sentences describing the night scene at the seaside

1. It’s dark, the loneliness is slowly cutting, and my heart starts to hurt again. How many nights have I walked alone through the night streets of the city, watching the lights of the street lights on both sides extending my lonely shadow forward along with the road. The wind in late autumn is icy cold. In such a season, the sycamore trees, which usually have dense branches and leaves, are like an old man in the evening, lifeless. Whose tears are flying? Along with the falling sycamore leaves in late autumn, the branches are flying all over the sky.

2. City night, the New Year’s Eve bells rang in the silent night, and the city began to noisy.

3. "Wow! Wow!" The waves hit the reef, splashing white crystal water several feet high. The waves surged to the shore, gently caressing the soft beach, and reluctant to leave. The ground retreated, stroking again and again forever, drawing strips of silver under the beach, like setting a sparkling silver frame on the mighty sea, making the sea more charming and beautiful.

4. We can't escape the day just like we can't refuse the night. Every night has a deep longing, so deep that only the stars in the night sky can see her distance. The night is lonely and gorgeous, but some people are even more gorgeous and lonely. Just imagine that the lights are on at night, the stars are dotted, the whole city, the whole night will show her colorfulness, who of us is appreciating it, we only It's just enjoying in such splendor, whether it's happiness or pain, let's call it enjoyment. We are all lonely or crazy in this city at night. The lights were feasting and the neon lights were flashing. We were laughing and crying. At night, we try to show ourselves in hiding, try to numb ourselves in longing, and look forward to the dawn in the dark night!

5. It’s late at night, and the fragrance of flowers, plants and trees appears even more rich and fragrant in this silent dark night, making people intoxicated. The city was shrouded in rising fog, appearing and disappearing, and the high-rise buildings were like mirages, suspended in the clouds and drifting faintly in the fog. The street lights are like flowing stars, constantly changing angles and brightness, twinkling and flickering, making people feel as confused as a dream. The quiet dark night and the indifferent mood, the rich fragrance of flowers and the sweet wine, the beauty in red and the black elf, and the gurgling river not far away accompanied by the humming of insects, this night is so colorful. beautiful! But it will be forever in my life. It can be considered a happy ending to end the excerpt of life that I have performed for many years in the sad and beautiful night!

6. I hide in the dense jungle, hidden in the deserted wilderness. I am the ugly duckling frozen in the lake, Cinderella without the glass slipper, and the witch wearing a black veil, traveling through the night sky of the city. My beauty is the lake that never sees the sun, my prince lives happily in other people's fairy tales, and my love is the star of the industrial age, dim and lonely above the brightly lit city.

7. The originally calm sea surface was rippling, and the sea's sad face was rippling. The spreading ripples spread the sea's cry. Oh, the sea, it turns out that you are so passionate, but also so vicissitudes of life.

8. Sometimes, in the bustling city at night, it seems quite unique to go out for a walk alone! Is it that people whose lives are too comfortable yearn for the glitz of the outside world, while those who have gone through vicissitudes of life want to live a peaceful life, but it turns out to be a luxury?

9. Walking on the snow-covered streets, one deep and one shallow footprint, there is only endless white snow in front, and the footprints behind also disappear in the snowflakes. Empty streets, silent cities. A man wandering alone on that snowy night in the cold winter. On winter nights, the dim lights reflect the loneliness and desolation of the city. The beautiful neon lights appear monotonous in the snowy night. They are not as gorgeous or lively as usual. They stand helplessly in the corner of the city to witness this cold snowy night. There is no love or friendship in the city below, only the coldness and desolation of the night.

10. The ink spread across the sea and immediately led to the sky. Night, charming and angry. Shyly lifting up the misty water. I saw him dressed in black, vigorously and freely picking up something, his long and long hair, his destiny had been ordained.

11. I don’t know how much time passed, but the bells of the distant temple suddenly woke up the sea from its deep dream. It stirred up the excitement of the waves like it was angry, and gradually rolled towards the rocks under our feet, making a gurgling sound. The sound sounded like someone exhaling on the bottom of the sea, and the silver light on the sea surface swayed like a silver dragon. Then the rocks under our feet sounded like bells, cymbals, and bells and drums, and the sound became louder and louder.

12. I don’t know how long I walked, but I found that my attention was very unfocused. I was not attracted by the people I met on the road, nor by the billboards. It's the crossroads that spread out one after another but never end. So, the city teased me, four roads, where do you go? The setting sun was about to fall, and the last warm glow was lost in this tall building. The disappearance of the sun is followed by the night of this city, the madness of this city, and the climax of this city. Neon lights, street lights, and car lights are the elements of this city. Of course, they also contain people's endless greed and venting. So, a lot of red banknotes were soaked in the light.

13. The peaceful month was taken away by the years, leaving no trace. The old vows of eternal love have also become blurred. No matter how sad or beautiful the memories are, they are just memories. Tomorrow I will not be able to let go that you have become a wife. The reality of society is dark and the flowers of hope in dreams are stained with blood. This prosperous city is so gorgeous at night under the red lights. I pick up the broken heart and put it together again, just because I don't want to hate you.

14. The night in the city is so charming. There is feasting and feasting, and Banli is prosperous. Whenever it falls at night and I look at the bright lights of thousands of houses, I feel filled with emotion. There is no place for me in this city. Watching others in the bustling corner of the night, so happy and unrestrained. And I am just a passerby in this city. Sometimes I hate the city. I realize how dirty it is, and there are too many intrigues and pursuits of interests between people. There is no simple atmosphere and laissez-faire atmosphere of the countryside. A peace of your own.

15. The night is too quiet, and the moonlight is like mist woven from hazy silver yarn, flashing on the leaves, pillars, armrests of rattan chairs, and people’s faces. A majestic and holy light. The sea seemed to be asleep too, and I heard the gentle waves lapping on the beach.

16. City night, a quiet night. In the city, the cold wind howls. The bar is full of entertainment, and this is the beginning of the night market.

17. The horoscope book says that we are not suitable. According to our zodiac signs, we are incompatible. I will never be seen in the night sky of your city again. Nan Ke Yimeng, after waking up, the world is in complete chaos. Now I realize that you have messed up my life. I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore. I’m tired! After everything before becomes a memory, there is no meaning in reading or discarding it, and it no longer has anything to do with the life I want to live now. My leaving is enough for you to cut off contact with me. I think this reason is enough.

18. There was silence on the sea. At our feet, the waves gently kissed the rocks, as if they were sleepy. On the calm and dark sea, the moonlight opened up a long and narrow bright cloud, which shimmered and trembled like silver scales. The red light from the lighthouse in the distance is embedded in the dark space, like a ruby. It and the silver light on the sea revealed the mystery of the sea in front of us - not the terrible mystery of violent accidents, but the mystery of quiet peace and joy. Our feet seemed to relax, and calmly, broadly, with joy and hope, we walked on the silver road towards the red jade Qiongtai.

19. The hurried crowds, the passing vehicles, the raindrops falling from the sky, the tourists leaning on the overpass, the hawking of roadside vendors, and the constantly flashing traffic lights, seem to be like this in every city. Passing by in a hurry, passing by the scenery here, chasing a more exciting world. Perhaps, everyone is chasing their dreams and come to the same city. Night after night, day after day, what is busy is the figure, but what is forgotten is the beautiful scenery on the way.

20. It is the tranquility of the night that warms my impetuous heart, and it is the loneliness of the night that freezes the moon in the late night. It was the familiar breathing that made me feel warm, and it was the messy thoughts that broke the silence of the night. Just sitting there quietly, accustomed to having sleepless monologues late at night, feeling the coolness of the cold night. Lingering thoughts and staggering steps fill the streets and alleys of this city, wandering around and wondering who is whose passerby on this street? Who is the protagonist in this noisy city?

21. The silence in the late night is very beautiful. Looking down at the traffic flowing through the noisy city at night, the flickering light turns into stars in the corners of the wet eyes.

Kneeling next to the floor-to-ceiling window, the figure with messy hair is reflected in the reflection. His fingertips are close to the transparent glass window, but he cannot touch the scenery outside the window. He cannot feel the temperature outside the window. The coolness suddenly makes people stand on end. Is it helplessness or loneliness? This feeling is still so familiar. I quietly found that the air is filled with his scent, a very light smile, sweet. It turns out that this is called the taste of longing, but longing makes people very bitter. Can I have a drink at this moment? Soju, medicine is specially used to relieve the bitter heart

22. The rain is still falling, and it is much quieter outside. Maybe it is too late at night, or maybe people don’t want to disturb the beautiful autumn rain to wash away this boring city. The night is deep, the city is quiet, but my heart is still...

23. There is no wind. Hai woke up on his own, panting, turning sideways, and yawning. Stretching and wiping his eyes. Because the island blocked its rotation, it kicked hard with its feet, pushed with its hands, and bit with its teeth. It becomes more and more excited and energetic every moment. The rocks seemed to gradually tremble, roaring with resistance, shattering the scales of the sea, and flying into pieces.

24. Dim street lights and smoky sea. The waves rolled, calling softly. There is a bit of sadness and desolation in the call. I saw his eyes, twinkling with depression, telling something, whispering something. He was deeply silent, life was once helpless.

25. The crimson blue sky is like a splash of ink, spreading over the entire sky, obscure and depressing. In the early hours of the morning, she was still walking around the city where An Yan was located. The deserted streets were blown by gusts of wind from time to time. She just wanted to walk through the streets that An Yan walked when she finally left, and then be with this city. In the loneliness of the city at night, we hug together and cry together.