A selection of 52 sentences describing city night scenes.

1, it's getting late. Brother Qiang takes the bus back the same way. There is the old Peking Opera in the earphone, watching the night scene of Xi 'an outside the window: the endless traffic, the bustling crowd, the brightly lit city, and the Bell and Drum Tower are like two blue sky and precious stones embedded in the city center. I have to say that the night scene in Xi is really beautiful.

2. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I couldn't wait to look up. Ah! It turns out that the Oriental Pearl TV Tower has issued a dazzling and colorful light! Against the backdrop of the night, the whole tower gives off colorful light, and the night seems to have turned into day, and small light bulbs are like countless stars in the sky.

From a distance, some neon lights emit red light, some green light, some purple light and some yellow light, which are colorful and beautiful, making the tall building look flawless and crystal clear. All kinds of lights will flow like water waves and change endlessly. I can't get enough of them!

The silence in the middle of the night is beautiful. Looking down at the traffic in the noisy city at night, the sparkling eyes turned into stars in my wet eyes. Kneeling in front of the French window, reflecting the figure with messy hair style, my fingertips are close to the transparent glass window but I can't touch the scenery outside the window, and I can't feel the temperature outside the window. Suddenly, the coolness was creepy. Is it helpless or lonely? This feeling is still so familiar. I quietly found his smell in the air, very light smile, very sweet. Originally, this is called the taste of missing, but missing is very bitter. Can you have a glass of soju to anesthetize that bitter heart at this moment?

The night in the city is always so lively. I told Gu Moli that when others are deep in the busy square, they are cheerful, and they will play together and get together. Whenever I stand in a busy crowd, I am lonely and I don't like prosperity. He asked me why, and I said that everyone might be accompanied, but I didn't. My friends are all in a city 2500 kilometers away from me, and I can only miss them. He said, now you have me by your side. And I also know that I am the only one around him now. I have always fantasized that the only person who can live together in the future can only be Gu Moli.

6. I hide in the dense jungle and in the uninhabited wilderness. I am an ugly duckling frozen in the lake, a Cinderella without crystal shoes, and a witch who shuttles through the city night sky in black gauze. My beauty is a dark lake, my prince lives happily in other people's fairy tales, and my love is the star of the industrial age, which hangs over the brightly lit city bleak and lonely.

7. The light of the nearby Jinmao Building almost broke through the clouds, so bright that I couldn't open my eyes. Looking around, there is a green light, there is a cloud dancing, and then the front is like the Milky Way in the sky on the ground, piled up into a luminous ribbon.

8. I left the Oriental Pearl and Jinmao Tower, and I came to the Huangpu River in Shanghai. At this time, as night falls, the setting sun shines on the Leifeng Tower on the river. The water of the big river kept pounding the dam, as if taking a bath for it. Sometimes, when the river splashes on my face, it feels very comfortable and exciting, as if it were a kiss from the great river.

9. It is the tranquility of the night that warms my impetuous heart, and it is the loneliness of the night that melts the moon in the middle of the night. It is the familiar breathing that makes me feel a little warm, and it is the messy thoughts that break the silence of the night. Just sitting there, accustomed to the monologue of sleepless nights, feeling the cold night like water. Tender thoughts, stumbling steps, walking all over the streets of this city, wandering with this street, who is the passer-by? Shuttling through this noisy city, who is the protagonist?

10, it is the tranquility of the night that warms my impetuous heart, and it is the loneliness of the night that melts the moon in the middle of the night. It is the familiar breathing that makes me feel a little warm, and it is the messy thoughts that break the silence of the night. Just sitting there, accustomed to the monologue of sleepless nights, feeling the cold night like water. Tender thoughts, stumbling steps, walking all over the streets of this city, wandering with this street, who is the passer-by? Shuttling through this noisy city, who is the protagonist? !

1 1. According to the old Chongqing people, to see the night view of Chongqing, it's a tree in Nanshan, where you can have a panoramic view of Chongqing and the majestic Yuzhong Peninsula. But so far, I haven't really boarded it except once. Perhaps Chongqing is indeed the most beautiful from above. However, there is far more than one good place to see the night view of Chongqing, and you can see it in Jie Fangbei Square.

12. Although the night market here does not have the luxury scale and grade in colorful urban life and the style and romantic atmosphere required by urban beauty consumption, in this hot summer, there is no lack of rich pastoral flavor and it has become a beautiful landscape engraved in people's hearts.

13, the night sky in the city is too busy, the lonely figure stretching under the neon street lamp and the cicada singing in the silent night enlarge the hole in my heart. I hid in a corner of the city, looking at the arms of passers-by, and my heart was so cold. Suddenly your figure is blurred in my eyes, and I can't see your smiling face clearly.

14, beautiful colored lights are connected in series to outline the building. The neon lights above the building are sparkling and changeable, like countless colorful trains running. Lights of different colors are also installed in shop windows and buildings, some like flowers and some like colored balls.

15, Xi 'an, this is a city that impressed me deeply, and I want to forget it all the time. I have carved the most precious traces of fleeting time in every corner of that city. Now, all the laughter, all the people I met, all the tired days and nights, will quit the stage of my life like a slowly retrogressive city. Oh, it turns out that you are just passing by Jiangnan, and your slow pace has inadvertently disturbed my time.

16, people in a hurry, passing cars, raindrops falling from the sky, tourists leaning on the overpass, street vendors selling, flashing traffic lights, it seems that every city is like this. Passing by in a hurry, passing by the scenery here, chasing a more exciting world. Perhaps, everyone is chasing their dreams and coming to the same city. Day after day, they are busy with their figures, but forget the beautiful scenery on the way.

17, I believe I have seen the most beautiful starry sky. The night is pure and the starry sky is clear. The sea is lying in the bay, reflecting the starlight and swaying slowly. I was accepted by nature and became a part of them. The soft music of the guitar drifted with the wind. Many years later, my eyes are still pure, watching the changes of the world in the corner of the city, and people come and go.

18. At night in the city, there was a dream that needed time to be polished to gradually calm down. In the silent night, the noise of the city finally returned to the initial calm and beginning, and the closed eyes ushered in the deepest shadow in this sunless world, which tangled and complicated the most beautiful thoughts. Things that have been forgotten and forgotten always suddenly appear very clear, tight heartache and bitter lips no longer feel happy and beautiful, and a series of tears still stubbornly fall, wetting the land and memories that were once warm and forgotten by homesickness.

19, the city lights are still on and never stop, and the neon lights flash my loneliness. Accustomed to wandering in the streets of the city on such a night. Besides the long shadow dragging behind me, there is something accompanying me. Actually very lonely, actually very uncomfortable. Watching others walk hand in hand in pairs, how can a lonely heart not stir? But for that person, who I am willing to protect with my whole life, I am willing to be lonely.

20, it's dark, loneliness is slowly cutting, and my heart is beginning to hurt again. How many nights, I walked alone in the streets of the city at night, watching the lights of street lamps on both sides extend my lonely shadow with the road. The wind in late autumn is cold and icy. In this season, the buttonwood trees with dense branches and leaves are as lifeless as the old people in the twilight. Whose tears are flying? With the falling leaves of plane trees in late autumn, branches are flying all over the sky.

2 1, it's late at night, and the fragrance of flowers and trees is more rich and fragrant in this silent night, which is intoxicating. The city is shrouded in rising fog, and high-rise buildings, such as a mirage, are floating in the clouds. Street lamps are like flowing stars, constantly changing the angle and brightness, flashing, making people dreamy and blurred. Quiet night and this indifferent mood, rich floral fragrance and this sweet wine, the beauty in red and this black elf, and the gurgling river with insects not far away, how beautiful this night is! But this will be the past tense of my life forever. It is a happy ending to end the life drama that I have performed for many years with a beautiful night!

22. I like sitting in my study in the middle of the night and watching the noisy night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window. People come and go, drunk. The more lively I am outside, the calmer my heart is. Once upon a time, I fell in love with these two completely extreme worlds, but the contradictions were vivid. This space is as touching as my work and life. This is my own secret garden, only coffee, cigarettes and I know it.

23. I am in the city at night, standing at the other end of the noise and traffic. The blooming neon lights weave the beauty of the night, but they can't erase the dim colors in my heart. The city is listening to people's deepest voices in the glasses that men and women shake gently. I am also used to looking at the vague colors in front of me and flowing slowly in my memory.

24. How beautiful this city is! As night falls, traffic comes and goes on the road, and rows of street lamps light up. The whole city has become a sea of lights, and colorful lights are flashing everywhere, which is dazzling. The lights of the tall building are flashing, which looks like wearing a colorful dress from a distance.

25. At night, looking at the colorful sky in this city, there are no stars and no bright moon. Compared with this gorgeous and luxurious canopy, I still miss the canvas-like plain sky in that small county. There are no luxurious colors, but there are the cutest stars, the purest moon, and the people who watched the stars with me that night.

26. In the evening, the golden sun slowly sets in the west, and the existing work ends hastily in a busy day. It may not be completely over yet, but sometimes it will come to an end temporarily, so that we can relax our nerves and have a happy time in the city. Maybe that's the night coming. I feel that every corner of the city is so powerful to guide you to compete. Maybe this is a different feeling!

27. The crimson blue sky, like splashing ink, spreads all over the sky and is gloomy. In the early hours of the morning, she was still wandering in the city where Anyan was located. The empty street is windy from time to time. She just wants to walk through the street where An Yan walked when she left last time, and then hug and cry with the loneliness of the city at night.

28. On the night when the lights were on, the small town, which had been noisy all day, began to flourish at night. Under the neon lights, beside the sidewalk, you can see the figure in a hurry; Hotels, shopping malls, parks and squares are full of leisure and entertainment people. Colorful lights make this town charming and colorful. Clear water produces hibiscus, and a dazzling pearl falls like an angel's wing. Guizhou and Chu throat, an important town in southwest China? Zhijiang, Hunan, known as the historic city.

29. The night in the city is like the singing of the old Peking Opera students. The sound of gongs, drums and horns turns from beginning to end, which is obviously extinguished and has a beautiful rhyme. The air is strong, all kinds of smells are mixed together, the crowd is crowded, the body is close to the heart, the mutual vigilance, warm greetings, and turning around is a stranger. City memory is like a video clip that is often blank. Today is yesterday, I don't know what to say.

30. The desolate and dry land outside the window, the dim street lights of the railway station and the strange and indifferent eyes of the city came into my life on that hot night. That year, I just turned 19 years old and came to Lanzhou to study for the first time, specifically, to go to college. This is the first time I set foot on the land of Lanzhou after bumping on the train for more than ten hours, and it is also the first impression left by this city.

3 1, the night in the country is never as colorful as the night in the city. At night in the country, there are no cars coming and going at night in the city. It seems that there is always a quiet atmosphere in the countryside at night.

32, the night is thicker, in the sky? Lights up? More and more. Moreover, the lights in all parts of the city are really lit up for the second time, especially the lights on the hillside around the harbor, which are reflected in the dark blue sea from mid-air, flickering with the waves, like a string of flowing pearls and stars scattered in the sky. It is really beautiful.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but I find my attention is very unfocused. I was not attracted by the people I met on the road, nor was it a billboard. It's a sprawling crossroads, but it can't reach the finish line. So, the city teased me. Four roads, where are you going? Sunset, about to set, the last sip of warm summer, lost in this tall building. The disappearance of sunshine is followed by the night in this city, which is the madness of this city and the * * of this city. Neon lights, street lamps and car lights are the elements of this city, and of course they also contain people's endless greed and venting. So many red bills are soaked in this light. !

34. The horoscope says that we are not suitable. According to the genus, we agreed that there would be no more me in your city night sky. Conan dreamed, and when he woke up, the world was completely chaotic. Now that I find that you have made a mess of my life, I don't want to have anything to do with you. I am tired! After all the previous memories have become memories, it is meaningless to read or discard them, and it has nothing to do with the life you want now. My leaving is enough for you to break off contact with me, and I think this is enough reason.

Wandering in the city, lost in the confusion of neon lights, alienated from the night, starry sky and flying fireflies. Guitar has been covered with dust, quietly silent in the corner. Without the friction of paper and pen, facing the screen alone, the world is big, but the heart has nowhere to put it. Life is destined to have many stories that can only be told to yourself or to the stars.

36. At night in the town, it was dark and there was no shadow of the stars. Sitting in a bright classroom and looking out of the window, the dark building is connected with the sky and the lights are sparse. A few dim lamps, as weak as the last lamp of a dying old man. The dazzling white burning in the room stung my eyes, as if it were more strange than darkness, but I was wrapped in this strange piece, and it seemed easy to rush out and fall into darkness, only to find that it was not as simple as I thought.

37. At night, the city is not noisy and lively, and the lights are not gorgeous, just because you have given me sadness. The yellow leaves in autumn are blown around by the ruthless autumn wind, just like the pain you gave me. Snowflakes bully passers-by in winter, just like the moment when you and I broke up and turned away.

38. Sunset sprinkled Hui Jin on the earth, and the whole ancient city was covered with cicada-like gold gauze, and the earth was covered with mysterious colors. The horn of a car and the jingle of a bicycle suddenly formed a group of early morning symphonies. My hometown Yantai is like a bright pearl, embedded in the coastal area of Jiaodong Peninsula. The criss-crossing traffic facilities constitute the blood and skeleton of the city, which promotes the ancient Beijing to make great strides towards a modern international city. At night, every building shines with jewels, and every street becomes a shining star system.

It's still raining, and it's much quieter outside. Maybe it's late at night, maybe people don't want to disturb this beautiful autumn rain to wash this floating and dry city. The night is deep, the city is quiet, and the heart remains the same.

40. There is no sunshine in this village. The noise of vehicles and the endless glare of street lamps verify the memory of the countryside during the day. It flies in endless time. The distant mountains also disappeared into the night, drawing the fire on the mountains into stars on the ground. A strange and ancient drama came from the receiver, looking at the night scene of Xi 'an outside the window: endless traffic, deserted crowds, transparent countryside, and the clock tower is like two beautiful jade inlaid in the blue sky.

4 1, the night in the city, how charming. The lights are green, but the spots are away from the prosperity. Every time I look at the lights at night, I feel a surge of emotion in my heart. There is no place for me in this city. Looking at others in the bustling corner at night is so happy and presumptuous. And I am just a passer-by in this city. Sometimes I hate this city. Aware of its filth, there are too many intrigues between people and the pursuit of interests. The country has no pure breath and laissez-faire breath. My own peace.

42. A quiet month was taken away by the years, leaving no trace. The vows of eternal love have also become blurred. No matter how beautiful the memories are, they are also memories. I can't figure out why you were a wife in the Ming Dynasty. The dark reality of society makes the flower of hope of dreams full of blood. This bustling city, the night is so gorgeous under the red light, once again pick up broken hearts and put them together, just because I don't want to hate you.

When the bus arrived at the terminal, I had to get off instead of going back by bus. I want to see the prosperity of this city and feel the warmth of Christmas Eve. Although it is not as cold as winter in my hometown, I am still shivering with cold wind, holding my hands tightly on my chest, trying to give myself some warmth. Only on this cold night, my actions obviously didn't give me warmth, but made me look like a surfer or more like a beggar. The cars around me passed at high speed. I know these people want to go back early, because some people are waiting for their return at home, and I can only measure the length of this winter night alone and enjoy Christmas Eve alone!

44. I was walking in the street, and the colorful and glittering neon lights attracted my attention. I stopped to observe carefully. It turns out that neon lights are not only flashing, but also make neon lights more colorful and crystal clear through other styles.

45. Walking on the snow-covered street, there are deep and shallow footprints. There is only endless snow ahead, and the footprints behind it disappear in the snow. Empty streets, silent cities. Wandering alone on that cold winter snowy night. In winter night, the dim light reflects the loneliness and cold of this city. Beautiful neon lights appear monotonous on snowy nights, without the usual splendor and excitement. Standing in the corner of the city to witness that there is no love, no friendship, only the cold at night, is powerless.

46, sometimes, in the bustling city at night, a person go out for a walk, it seems, quite chic! Is it true that people who live too comfortably yearn for the glitz of the outside world, while people who have experienced many vicissitudes want to live a quiet life and become extravagant hopes?

47. It was cloudy outside the window for a long time. A rain inexplicably enveloped this humble city. Call it a city. This place where I have lived for seventeen years. It has clean but not wide streets, and all kinds of bright lights that are not dim will linger on a clear night. Every season, there are large white clouds in the sky, filled with a kind of almost distorted blue. Many times, the clouds will quickly disperse from the city in a beautiful posture, pass through my flying hair and corners of my mouth, and then roar away.

48. When night falls, the whole Panzhihua Iron and Steel Company is brightly lit, just like the twinkling stars in the sky, more beautiful and charming than the stars in the sky. Red, green, blue and yellow, together, are like clusters of brilliant flowers. The flashing lights are more like the wise eyes of the builders.

49. When night falls, the whole Panzhihua Iron and Steel Company is brightly lit, just like the twinkling stars in the sky, more beautiful and charming than the stars in the sky. Red, green, blue and yellow, together, are like clusters of brilliant flowers. The flashing lights are more like the wise eyes of the builders.

50. A city decorated with neon lights is much like a stage play with excessive lighting. All the characters look funny and deformed. Tall buildings, crowded people, distorted and exaggerated night, people's noise, vanity performances, and dedication to cover up loneliness. Every heart is far away, every face is full of longing, and the true feelings are revealed between the lines. Take off your mask in the middle of the night, and your face will be weird.

5 1, there is always a certain distance between dreams and reality, sometimes even out of reach. I think lonely children like the night, because at night, a black spirit will jump out of their brains and stay with them all night, but it can always give them an inspiration that no one can give. Lonely children are quiet and lovely children during the day, and only at night will the crazy factors in the body jump out of the body without restraint.

52. We can't escape the day any more than we can refuse the night. I miss her so much every night that only the stars in the night sky can see her from a distance. The night is lonely and gorgeous, but some people are more gorgeous and lonely. Imagine that the lights are on at night, and the whole city and the whole night show her colorful colors. Who are we admiring? We just enjoy ourselves in such glory, either happiness or pain. Call it enjoyment. We are all lonely or crazy people in this city this night. The light is green and the neon lights are flashing. We laughed and cried. At night, we try to show ourselves in hiding, paralyze ourselves in missing, and look forward to the dawn in the dark!