Make sentences by rolling (about 30 or so)

(1) How many people have you crossed? The river is rolling into the distance, and you bend down and stare at the fish and the shadow of the moon in the water.

(2) Clouds surge and mountains float. Rolling clouds flow over mountains and down deep valleys, just like flowing waterfalls, magnificent. This is the famous waterfall cloud in Lushan Mountain.

(3) The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Yang Shen?

(4) When you get up in the morning, dew is rolling on the bud of the rose, and the strange fragrance is overflowing, giving people an elegant and fresh feeling. Peeling it off, we can see that there are many slender stamens in the middle of the petals with yellow dots on them. In the undulating spring breeze, white roses dance like little girls. Li Shi Xin zhi

He is as fat as a pig, with a thick and short neck and a chubby head like a watermelon, as if he were put on his arms.

(6) It is not rolling waves that create new land. Lu Xun?

(7) His chubby belly bulges high, like a cauldron for hundreds of people to cook, and it is buckled on him.

(8) When the bleak autumn wind blows off the last leaf on the plane tree, many delicate tree species in my hometown are "bald", only those pine trees are still lush, and their needles are round and full of water, ready to spend a long and dry winter. I often appreciate the stubbornness and tenacity of pine trees in the autumn wind and praise its distinctive style and spirit.

(9) Why not savor the beautiful artistic conception of "leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain" and "there are still Ao Shuang branches in the chrysanthemum"? In the city, there are bustling high-rise buildings; In the countryside, there are small bridges, flowing water, wheat waves and frogs. This is optimism, this is happiness.

(10) In the middle of winter, the north wind blows hard, the silver-gray clouds gallop in the sky, the cold current rolls, and a heavy snow is brewing. 10. It's freezing thousands of miles in cold weather. The whole world has become a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are stiff with cold, and the air seems to be frozen.

(1 1) There is a flash of lightning shining like a long dragon on the horizon. Then there was a loud thunder of "Long". The lightning flashed brighter and brighter, and the thunder became louder and louder. After a while, dark clouds rolled and covered half the sky, and it rained.

(12) Pastoral is no exception. Sorghum hung down as if kissing the earth. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat are full and golden. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

(13) Horses are so brave on the battlefield. It never flinched in that vast battlefield, and its hooves rolled. Running, screaming, standing with hair straight, that is a real hero, a real soldier. It gallops freely in that vast area!

(14) Time is a running river, a galloping horse, a wheel in the world of mortals and an irreversible hourglass.

Feelings are an oasis in a deserted desert. When you are lonely, depressed, weak, thirsty and sick, you will be radiant at a glance, your mind will be comfortable and you will not be lonely. Will act quickly, just a drop of water, and the rolling Wang Yang of life spread in my heart.

(16) I don't know when the fog started. At dawn, dense fog rolled in from the upstream like cotton balls; Climb up the river bank, climb up the tree and spread to both sides ... thick fog filled the shed and stained my face wet and greasy; None of us can see whose face clearly.

The Yellow River is the cradle of the Chinese nation. This ever-flowing river has nurtured generations of Chinese sons and daughters with its sweet milk, giving birth to splendid Chinese civilization. The Yellow River in my heart is magnificent. "How did the water of the Yellow River flow out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?" The yellow water rolled and echoed with nine songs, rushing all the way.

(18) When I stood on the soft beach and looked up, several satin white clouds were suspended in the blue sky, and endless waves rolled. In the distance, the sky and the sea are completely integrated, and occasionally a few speedboats fly by. Isn't this a wonderful color picture?

(19) The rice in Huang Chengcheng is full of grains, swaying violently with the wind, emitting intoxicating fragrance and churning golden waves.

(20) Rice was dressed in rich golden clothes and hung her head shyly. The breeze is blowing and Tao Jin is rolling.

(2 1) The bee buzzed, covered in fluff, and landed on a flower, chubby and round, just like a small fur ball, and stayed motionless on it.

Summer is another pleasant season. The sparkling river lures children to the river in droves and plays in the blue river. All kinds of delicious fruits are also on the market. Big and round watermelons and a bunch of purple grapes are mouth-watering.

Two years ago, we came here with a stray dog. It has tawny fur, a black nose and a chubby body. It sounds like a bubble, so we all call it a bubble.

(24) Look at the green wheat seedlings, turning into waves of wheat waves under the spring breeze, as if waving to me; Flags are hunting in the wind, wheat waves are rolling, Malik is galloping, and pride is beyond words! A great sense of responsibility will surge in the bottom of my heart and rise!

Overnight, the spring breeze came. Suddenly, it rolled in from the vast grasslands and deserts outside the Great Wall. Jumping over the ravine, over the ridge, into the ravine, irrigating the mountain pass, screaming and blowing the horn, roaring and roaring, flying sand and stones, flapping on the window, flapping on Sarah's face, like countless needles.

(26) The ocean is the mother of life; Seawater is the baptism of life; Facing the sea, bathing in the sea breeze and feeling thousands of customs in the rolling world of mortals is a great pleasure in life.

I saw the sea for the first time. It is many times bigger than the sea I imagined. The blue sea is surging and the waves are beating against the rocks on the shore. Looking into the distance, the sky is connected with the sea, and the air is fresh and refreshing.

This is really a terrible night. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed. The whole sky seems to be on fire. The biting cold wind rolled up dust and made the trees in the field brush.

(29) Others want to see jasmine, but I feel that the blooming jasmine is lying quietly on the branches, lifeless, while the blooming jasmine is a vibrant flower. When the round buds burst open overnight, the fresh fragrance will also disperse. How charming it is to appreciate this process!

(30) Back to the source, I walked through a large area of virgin birch forest and saw the grassy plateau wetland, which was like the grassland that the Red Army trudged through. When the clouds come, the grass turns dark green; The wind suddenly rises and the grass is green.