55 sentences describing the silence at night

First, on a quiet night, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, I feel suddenly enlightened.

Second, the tired moon hides in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty.

Third, the night came quietly, with heat and light. It was a cool and silent night.

Fourth, a shining star, embedded in the dark night, is like a shining gem.

The night erased the last ray of sunset, and the night fell slowly like a velvet curtain in the theater.

6. Quiet, distant and dark night. The world is asleep, as if everything is chaotic and there is no light at night.

Seven, night fog, midsummer night is a bit cold, the moonlight is hazy, and there are not many stars.

Eight, every evening, the sky has just pulled down the blue curtain, and all kinds of lights are on one after another.

Nine, summer night, the hot air enveloped the earth, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the sparse stars blinked happily.

What a charming summer night! The sky is like freshly washed blue satin, blue is high and far away.

Eleven, the night is deep, the moon is in the sky, the stars are dotted, and the evening breeze blows people's cheeks, feeling cool.

Looking up at the night sky, the moonlight is like running water, quietly pouring on every leaf and flower.

Thirteen, the beautiful starry night, there is not a cloud in the sky, and the dark blue sky is full of diamond-like stars.

Fourteen, the sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars seem to be shining with broken gold scattered on this coarse cloth.

Fifteen, night, beautiful summer night, the wind blows gently, with bursts of flowers, I sleep quietly in the beautiful summer night.

Sixteen, the moonlight shines on the lake, the faint shadow makes the moonlight brighter and brighter, making the lake more and more clear and dazzling.

Seventeen, the night like a wild cat quietly slipped down from the mountain ridge, put all the sounds together into the canyon, and the canyon began to snore.

Eighteen, the forest is so quiet that you can clearly hear the sound of wings "buzzing".

Nineteen, black enveloped all the houses, the moonlight was hazy, the shadows were swaying, the wind was gentle, and the bright faces of the stars were blowing.

Twenty, the moon seems a little shy, like a girl. She hides behind the white clouds, and it takes a long time before she slowly pokes her head out.

Twenty-one, the forest is so quiet that even the "buzzing" sound of insects flapping their wings can be heard clearly.

Twenty-two, the night is like an incomparably wide blanket, and the stars all over the sky are like sparkling gems decorated on this blanket.

Twenty-three, the night is so charming, a little blue star in the sky, flashing mysteriously, is so far away from us.

Twenty-four, night, quietly arrival, a ray of soft moonlight, sprinkled into the hazy sky, edifying a calm and peaceful night.

Twenty-five, the night in the city is full of mysterious and sacred colors. The originally noisy city has more silence and less noise.

26. The night is always gentle. It will come with gentle steps and then leave quietly. It cares about our feelings and understands people's hearts.

Twenty-seven, the moonlit night by the sea is very beautiful and quiet, and only the rushing waves can be heard in the ear; The breeze brushed the cheek, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

28. This mysterious night makes me full of yearning for it, but also full of confusion. I want to lift the veil, but I'm scared.

Twenty-nine, another beautiful and pleasant night with moonlight like water. The sky is dotted with stars, like bright diamonds, scattered in the deep blue sky.

30. The dark blue night sky is full of sparkling gems, flashing like beautiful angels.

Thirty-one, in the dead of night, people have already fallen asleep, the dark gray sky is particularly mysterious, and the evening wind blows the wet grass.

The moon is also very interesting. Sometimes it's like a sickle, sometimes it's like a boat, sometimes it's like half a big watermelon, sometimes it's round.

Thirty-three, in the quiet night sky, the stars all over the sky are playing with each other and blinking their eyes, as if watching all kinds of interesting and beautiful scenery on the earth!

Thirty-four, the night in the country is not only surprisingly quiet, but also surprisingly dark. Except for some scattered starlight, the sky is almost all dark.

Look, a few cute little stars are blinking in the sky, waiting for the bright moon to appear, as if to play games with the beautiful moon.

A meteor broke the silence of the night, leaving a beautiful long arc in the sky and then disappearing into the horizon. I was shocked. It turns out that meteors are also beautiful!

37. Take your time at night, take your time. Whenever the dead of night, the community is like the whole ground soaked in black ink, dark and opaque.

Thirty-eight, the moon, so bright, like a girl, soothes everyone's heart. Moonlight, like still water, sprinkled on the ground, it was a girl whispering softly to the earth.

In the dim light, the moon smiled kindly at the noisy crowd, laughing and laughing. People come and go on the road, the streets are packed, and many eyes can't see the moon.

Forty, when the moon is full, it is beautiful, and when the moon is lacking, it is a landscape. The curved crescent moon is like a girl in a silver dress with suspenders, hunched over and collecting the stars around her with great interest.

Forty-one, the moonlight is soft, and the moonlight pours down like running water, coating the earth with a layer of silver frost. Staring at the moon, I couldn't bear to look away for a long time. Bai Yue seemed ashamed.

Forty-two, the moonlit night by the sea is beautiful and quiet, and you can only hear the sound of "rushing" waves; The breeze gently brushed the face, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

43. Embedded in the dark night, the endless Milky Way stretches across the starry sky, and its beautiful lights tell her mystery all the time.

Forty-four, it is late at night, like the moonlight of water, like the eyes of the night, condensing this village into a picture and reflecting it in its eyes. It is also like an angel in the night, embellishing the countryside with softness and tranquility.

Forty-five, the new moon is like a silver boat, and the moonlight is like water splashing on the earth. Covering the earth with a layer of silver-gray gauze, the farmhouse in the mountain village has also become a landscape painting.

Forty-six, gradually, the bright moon on the horizon has been lifted by the breeze, revealing shy cheeks. The fresh, bright, quiet and elegant face suddenly eclipsed the world.

47. The exquisite moon turned the starry sky into the night sky. On the quiet road, it seems that all the troubles have been forgotten. There are no street lamps, only flashing fireflies.

Forty-eight, the bright moonlight is like a long silver belt, surrounded by green weeping willows. Under the touch of the breeze, the willow gently swings its hair, dancing, soft and moving.

Forty-nine, cold night, all is silent, only the bright moon hangs alone in this quiet night sky, and the curved crescent moon is reflected in the clear and transparent stream, which is even more touching at this time.

Fifty, strolling leisurely, mottled night is a kind of beauty. Silver moonlight, dim lights, paired figures, swaying branches, and lotus flowers in Qinhu Lake paint endless nights.

51. Stars are like philosophers. They are observing silently, and they are thinking quietly. I like the meditative night sky. At night, I look up at the starry sky at night, ah, how beautiful!

Fifty-two, the sky is full of stars, like pearls, like handfuls of broken gold, scattered on the jasper plate. It's so peaceful at the moment, the leaves rustle and the stars twinkle.

53. In the silent night, Yin Hui poured unreservedly on the earth, and the earth immediately became quiet. The clear moonlight touched the boundless earth, and suddenly a few dark clouds came and covered the moon gently.

54. On a sunny night, the sky is full of stars, like countless silver beads, densely embedded in the dark night. The Milky Way, like a faint luminous leucorrhea, spans the starry sky.

Fifty-five, the night is quiet, and there are only cicadas singing and my intermittent breathing in the air. I sat alone in front of the door, and the left and right alleys were dark from a distance.