Vilen's Sentence-Making with vilen

1 On the leaves, the leaves are falling, and all the flowers in the jungle are gone, but the trees in the city are still lush, and the roads are full of green grass. Clusters of Chinese rose flowers are swaying in the cold wind and blooming resolutely, red, yellow, pink, pure white, colorful and gorgeous, giving people a warm feeling.

This beard is unkempt. Like withered weeds in Yuan Ye in winter.

When the light fell on the vilen, vilen suddenly turned into a sea of silver. Moonlight is scattered on the branches, and every big tree looks like a silver ribbon; The moon shed soft light, leaving many beautiful reverie in the world; The moon melts the cool light into people's eyes and fills their eyes with good hope!

4 spring. The yellow leaves turned green. New green leaves have grown on the dead branches. The sunshine smiles gently at everyone, the birds are singing and flying. Flowers are blooming, red flowers, white flowers and purple flowers. The stars are shining, red, green and white. Blue sky, free wind, dreamlike love.

When the spring breeze blows all over the earth, in Yuan Ye, beside the river, new grass drills out of the ground and lays a green carpet on the ground.

Autumn is the harvest season. Time has turned the green leaves in midsummer from a girl with heavy makeup into a graceful young woman. Under the golden wind, the dancing is charming and intoxicating; The powder is fragrant and emits attractive fragrance; Colorful, dazzling.

Summer is coming, and the golden waves are turning in the wheat fields. Flowers are blowing in the green leaves, and night falls. The stars are shining all over the sky, and there are melodious frogs in the distance. People sat around the old elm tree, talking about the good times and praising Jue's policy of benefiting the people.

Let's go to Yuan Ye. You see, patches of green grass are endless, with beautiful wild flowers growing on them. The grass on the Yuan Ye is like thousands of greenguard, guarding the flowers. No matter how people press and step on it, they will not bow their heads.

The soil in Yuan Ye is mixed with fresh smell, and the grass slowly probes, and the unknown light green quietly spreads under the roots, bushes and your feet, like a touch of faint gouache.

10 ... There is no expression on her face, like a stagnant pool in vilen in autumn.

1 1 As long as they are hardworking bees, honey sources can be found everywhere in the vast Yuan Ye.

12 On the wide Yuan Ye, a fireball-like sun hung in the blue sky, and the clouds seemed to be melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace. There is not a cloud or wind in the air. All the trees hung their heads listlessly in the hot sun overhead.

13 spring. The yellow leaves turned green. New green leaves have grown on the dead branches. The sunshine smiles gently at everyone, the birds are singing and flying. Flowers are blooming, red flowers, white flowers and purple flowers. The stars are shining, red, yellow and white. Blue sky, free wind, dreamlike love.

14 is like a proud cold plum, standing in a quiet valley and blooming quietly and gracefully. No matter how many people around her look at her, she seems to be alone in an empty Yuan Ye, and her eyes are full of freedom and romance.

15 the human mind may be more and more in tune with the bleak and pale world scenery that human youth felt unsuitable for the spleen and stomach. One day in the future, in the whole nature, only the quiet and simple Excellence of Shanhai and Yuan will blend with more thoughtful people. Even if this time hasn't really arrived, it doesn't seem very far away. Able to bear hardships and stand hard work

16 Spring returns to the earth and everything recovers. This is a year of grass green, and it is also the season of spring flowers red. On the Yuan Ye, the grass has changed into green clothes and is full of vitality.

The deep blue sky is full of bright stars. Suddenly, the sky glided past a meteor. The meteor, dragging its long tail, landed quietly on the empty Yuan Ye. Then, many meteors passed by quickly.

The pace of April 18 can't wait to come. In order to welcome the arrival of April, the earth has made too many grand preparations. You see, the plants on the Yuan Ye are jointing crazily, the mountains and rivers have changed the silence of the past, and the creatures in the Woods are jumping lively.

19 look at the leaves again, because of the light, the yellowed foundation becomes golden; On the Yuan Ye, in the grass, talking to the sun, inadvertently condensation of morning dew, tears of joy, wet your pants and clothes, and. Kangm moistens your heart.

Self-confidence is a long-distance ship, even if it sails alone, it will surely ride the wind and waves; Self-confidence is a strong grass that stands tall in vilen. Even if the wind blows, it still stands proudly.

Mother is a crutch in trouble. When you fall, it helps you find your center of gravity and support a hopeful vilen.

Spring breeze comes as scheduled every year, blowing over one hill after another, and the flowers are dyed red and green. When the stream was blown to clap my hands and sing, I stood on the balcony and looked at vilen faintly visible in the distance. Thoughts that have been dusty for a long time, like seeds, begin to sprout in the heart and grow in the warm sunshine under the blowing of spring breeze!

The weeping willow forest is like an upside-down forest. In spring, when the catkins germinate, the branches are covered with white catkins, which are green in white and yellow in green, living like some small white flowers. When Liu spread all over Yuanye, it was covered with cotton and snow, and there were green fields under the trees.

On the roadside fields and hillsides, wild chrysanthemums are golden yellow, dotted with blue sky like stars, decorating the vast Yuan Ye.

Oh, rape? I was surprised like a child and couldn't wait to walk to the other side of the lake. The open vilen has been stained with golden patches of terraced rape flowers, which are full of beautiful spring scenery!

Mother is a crutch in hard walking. When you stumble, it can help you find the center of gravity and support a hopeful vilen.

After the rice is harvested, it is like a tramp who is packing up his luggage and ready to leave. They stood quietly in the windy Yuan Ye and looked helplessly at the land that once provided them with nutrition.

On the hillside in the distance, a few unfrozen pieces of residual snow are shining brightly in the sun. Several winding rivers have not thawed, cutting the vast yellow Yuan Ye into pieces. A peculiar gust of wind on the grassland seems to still smell of cattle and sheep.

In the spring of March, walking in the peach blossom garden, I saw clusters of pink buds, just like pink sheep looking for them in the green leaves.

The sun rises and jumps over the horizon with pastoral music. Thousands of rays of sunlight shone through the clouds on the boundless grassland, paving a layer of Hui Jin for this vast Yuan Ye.

3 1 Walking in Yuan Ye in May, overlooking the rolling mountains, the panorama is light green, light green and dark green, with distinct layers, lush and endless vitality.

The wheat in the field unconsciously changed from blue to yellow, changing vilen's face. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, telling us that "spring has passed" but the season of early summer and April.

Start a business in the hustle and bustle and relax in Yuan Ye.

A person's ideal life span is much longer than their material life span. Our bodies are short-lived in the universe, but our ideals can cross the time limit and gallop on the historical Yuan Ye.

Motherly love is a crutch in trouble. When you fall, help you find the center of gravity and support a hopeful vilen.

Father's love is a cup of strong tea. When you are tired, just a few bites will refresh you. Father's love is a mountain and running water. When you are impetuous, you will wake up like a dream. Father's love is a crutch to find a good center of gravity for you and build a hopeful Yuan Ye.

After the rain, the air in Yuan Ye is particularly fresh, the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is particularly bright, and the fragrance of rape flowers and Chinese milk vetch flowers comes to the nose; Bees buzzed as my guide, and butterflies danced as if welcoming guests.

Seen from a distance, it is like a lonely string, which is struck by the wind, rain and years on the Yuan Ye.

Autumn, like a beautiful girl, quietly came to Yuan Ye with light steps, and the corn blossomed in laughter. Beans clap their hands happily; Sorghum raised the red torch; Rice bowed her head shyly. ...

On the Yuan Ye, grinning corn, cat's waist-high rice, fluffy cotton, red sorghum … all danced happily in the rustling autumn wind, just like the guests attending the wedding.

4 1 The sky is light and the clouds are light, and Yuan Ye has a bumper harvest. The sky is blue, not as dull as summer. The cool breeze wafted in from the window, and the flowers smelled fragrant, mixed with the taste of fruit. Feel refreshed, listen to a Qiu Ge. The sky is vast, the breath of autumn is calm and open-minded, the fruits and vegetables are fresh and the sun is shining.

Autumn is sad again, which freezes my impression. The old man sweeping leaves in the desolate village ditch wilderness seems to best reflect the sadness of autumn in the empty Yuan Ye. I don't know why I always feel sad when I see this scene. I don't think I'm complaining about autumn, maybe I'm complaining about this aging soul. Working is a hobby of rural people!

What is 43? Home is a spiritual building built on spiritual Yuan Ye; Home is a colorful street lamp that illuminates your life.

After the rain, the grass and the leaves are in full bloom, like a flower scarf that has just been soaked in water, and even the dew is colorful!

In this vast green Yuan Ye, there are wild flowers, meadows, forests, hillsides, hills, rivers and snow-capped mountains. Nalati is really a beautiful air grassland!

The spring breeze is marching at a light pace, facing the bright sunshine. On the roadside and in Hotou, many grasses like embroidery needles were sown, which dyed the endless Yuan Ye green.

At noon every day, when a ray of golden sunshine dances with the cheerful wind, it impacts our vitality like fire and ignites the flame of youth, which is enough to drive away ignorance. When I run to Yuan Ye to hug and kiss the sunshine, I will face the vast land and say from the heart: Hello, sunshine!

Sing your freedom, let the flower of freedom bloom around you forever, and accompany you like a shadow. At that time, you were the happiest person. You can fly on the Yuan Ye, gallop on the grassland, listen to the roar of the Yangtze River, tell the story of Mount Tai and the music of the clouds, and drive your heart with a happy life and relaxed mood.

Doctors nowadays, whenever they encounter a card and look at the sea and the ocean, they have to be confused and use vilen's skill of wide net.

The so-called youth is a state of being unattainable, a state of longing, a state of yearning, and a state of possibility. In front of them, is a vast life and fear of Yuan Ye. Although they still have nothing, they can occasionally have a feeling of having everything in their fantasy. Yukio Mishima

5 1 I really appreciate your company along the way. I still love you. I still love you today. I just love you, but I can't be with you. Just as I love the romance of Yuanye, I love it, but I can't take it home.

The vast night hangs over the vast Yuan Ye.

Facing endless mountains, endless Yuan Ye, clear streams, fragrant wild flowers and shallow grass leaves, I am silent, amazed, delighted, happy and speechless.

The ancient sea is a gray and melancholy Yuan Ye.

Approaching Yuan to fully appreciate the beauty of spring; Only when you are integrated into the river can you feel the tenderness of summer water; Only by picking the fruit can you taste the taste of autumn; Only through the cold winter can we feel the warmth of spring!

Learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat; My heart is like a night horse, which is easy to put down but difficult to accept.

This young PLA soldier looks like an aspen in Yuan Ye in autumn, tall, straight, simple and robust. He stood on the sentry post like a stake standing on the ground.

I regard the big garden of science as a vast Yuan Ye, where there are some dark places and some bright places. The purpose of our work should be to either expand the boundary of the bright place or increase the optical center of Yuanye. Diderot

59 humble grass, because it learned to be strong, finally became vilen; That crumbling little tree has become today's forest because it knows how to be strong; Small drops of water, learned to be strong and became our great mother ... everything was originally given by strength!

Life needs sincere interpretation, every step needs to go all out and be reprimanded wholeheartedly. Then the road of life is the acme of beauty. Every flower has its unique color, every star has its brilliant light, every breeze will bring coolness, every drop of dew will moisten Yuan Ye and leave immortal poems.

Wild chrysanthemums are golden on the hillside of Yuan Ye Lane next to 6 1, just like stars dotted with blue sky, decorating the vast countryside.

When the young eagle is still waiting for feeding in its nest and looking at the blue sky and white clouds, it has a dream, that is, flapping its wings, fighting with the blue sky and dancing with the white clouds; When the fine horse rested in the fence and held its head high and hissed, it also had a dream, that is, it bravely hoofed the wild and galloped the world.

Who caressed your hair and touched your hand on a sunny afternoon in spring? Who took the wine you drank alone in countless gloomy white nights and burned the strong temperature into your chest? Who crushes the green Yuan Ye into damp decay in the soil season after season?

In March, Yuan Ye was already green, as green as lichen, and could be seen everywhere. The grass in the suburbs has to turn several turns to get out of the ground. The grass is still leaning against the swollen shell of the seed, sprouting more than an inch high and happily emerging from the soil.

I like to watch the grass grow and the warblers fly in midsummer, and the grass releases all the beauty of life under the caress of the scorching sun. The endless green Yuan Ye sets off all kinds of blooming flowers, and the blue sky becomes lower in the field of vision, as if bending down close to the grass.

Winter in the north, cold wind, beautiful snow, empty Yuan Ye, bleak trees and lush pines have created indomitable northerners. In this hot land, they work, they contribute, they live, they are generous, and they have been singing in the northland of Amb Lee for generations, with bitterness and joy.

Without the depth of the blue sky, there can be the elegance of white clouds; Without the magnificence of the sea, there can be the elegance of the stream; Without the fragrance of Yuan Ye, there can be green grass. There is no place for a bystander in life. We can always find our own place, our own light source and our own voice.

You know best the weight of "being a teacher". Poverty and loneliness, flowers and praise are greeted indifferently, and they are open-minded, like an endless Yuan Ye. The fragrance in Taoyuan is the most pleasant, and the gardener's heart flower is more beautiful. Lower your head, the cultivated soil is clear and fragrant; Stand up, the bright red sun is smiling.

The sky is as blue as proud sea water, and the bright sunshine pours on the magnanimous Yuan Ye, which is very clear: overlooking the lake immersed in green, it is the strongest green in spring.

If you want to get the fragrance of wild flowers, you must give up the comfort of the city. If you want to get permanent applause, you must give up your vanity. Give up roses, not roses! Give up the stream, the sea, a tree and the whole forest. Give up the uninhibited gallop in Yuan Ye and the complacency of riding slowly.

7 1 yuan leaves turned golden yellow. Open rice fields, layers of golden rice flock to the endless horizon. Looking from a distance, it seems that a thousand waves are rolling. They used to greet the sun with different postures, but now they are dyed with different levels of gold all over the earth.

We should be grateful to our parents, just as the grass is grateful to the silent earth. They sheltered us from the wind and rain with pure fatherly love and maternal love, and gave us a growing Yuan Ye full of love and warmth.

The tall derrick stands on the vast Yuan Ye.

Yuan Ye is a thriving scene in spring.

On the snow-white Yuan Ye, a red fox flashed by.

Snowflakes are falling and scattered on the Yuan Ye.

Life is by no means an illusory dream. How much sweat you shed on the Yuan Ye of life will be rewarded. Life is always good for hard-working cultivators.

Only knowledge is the source of great wealth. Ignorance never brings happiness; The root of happiness lies in knowledge; Knowledge will turn Yuan Ye, which is poor in spirit and material, into fertile land, and its products will bring us ten times more wealth.

It is a colorful autumn, and there are beautiful flowers everywhere in Yuan Ye outside the primary school.

I walk on the road every day, but I find vilen empty, barren, dilapidated and desolate.

8 1 At this moment, there are no stars in my sky, but the fireworks are brilliant. I hope I can give you and your family my honor at this moment. I firmly believe that the feelings between you and me are as beautiful as the sparks in Yuan Ye.

Hard-working bulls sweat on the green Yuan Ye.

Wildflowers will eventually bloom in vilen, and the wind in the distance is farther than that in the distance. ......

The distant mountains are steep and green, the autumn rain is vigorous and refreshing, and the leaves are full of fragrance, sweet and quiet. Miss you, it is here, your red lips and white teeth smile, your soft and mellow wish, mature in the autumn when you are looking forward to the harvest.

Once upon a time, we listened to the cuckoo's song and looked forward to the green of Yuan Ye; In my farewell pavilion, I am looking forward to the sudden return of the boat in the sunset. At one time, we expected to have rich harvest in our efforts; Looking forward to the weeping mandolin under the bright starlight to dispel the lingering sadness.

Snow-white sheep move slowly on the Yuan Ye in autumn, just like clouds in the sky.

This piece of vilen gives people a sense of vastness.

Flowers are all over Yuan Ye, moonlight is shining on the sparkling lake, and the breeze quietly blows warmth into our hearts. On this beautiful night, I wish you good night.

89 Xinqingyuan Wild Mine. Extremely clean.

1990 Spring, Yuan Ye has beautiful scenery.

9 1 wild smoke creeping weed: wild smoke: the fog on the deserted Yuan Ye; A creeping weed. Metaphor is empty and remote, cold and desolate.

Once upon a time, we listened to the cuckoo's song and expected vilen to be green; In my farewell pavilion, I am looking forward to the sudden return of the boat in the sunset. At one time, we expected to have rich harvest in our efforts; Under the bright starlight, I hope the weeping mandolin will dispel the lingering sadness.

I dreamed of my youth, lying on the river bank, with a wild flower carrying my head, a bee carrying my head, and a fragrant beast carrying my head in a cave on the Yuan Ye.

My heart is beating in the lonely night sky, struggling to survive in the empty Yuan Ye, and breathing weakly in the dark corner.

There is a village on the green Yuan Ye in the distance, and the red roof is dazzling in the sunlight.

The days when the wind is light and the clouds are light are brilliant spring when I miss you; The moment when a hundred flowers blossom is a warm summer to accompany you; The fruitful Yuan Ye is the harvest autumn scenery that trusts you; The purity of falling snow is a loyal winter day to love you. The cycle of the four seasons, the promise of a lifetime, love you is the greatest happiness.

I like vilen in the twilight. At this time, all the colors are quiet, but the darkness has not yet come. There is still the last passion at work in the lush green!

Spring songs can be seen everywhere in Yuan Ye, gardens, schools and streets.

If I were a flower, I would decorate the vast Yuan Ye.

100 my young friend, let's tighten the reins of wisdom and gallop on the Yuan Ye of knowledge; Let's raise the sails in our hearts and forge ahead in the long river of exploration.

10 1 Snow falls in Yuan Ye, which seems to give the vast Yuan Ye a dazzling new makeup. Snow-white color is like thick cotton wool.

When 102 Year of the Horse comes, what changes is the annual ring, but what remains unchanged is the blessing. May you ride on the road of life and sail for a happy vilen; May you have a successful career and always climb the peak of wealth; The road of love is non-stop, waiting for a warm harbor. Happy Year of the Horse!

103 In those summer days, whenever you stand in Yuan Ye with weeds, I always lie in the shade of a nearby birch tree. In the evening, you put down your pen and come to me. We will hold hands and stay quietly for a while, looking into the distance side by side.

104 March happily on the road of life, describe a better life more brilliantly and fully, and live happily in vibrant Yuan Ye. This is the role of precious spiritual wealth and life motivation brought by life wishes.

105 train went like lightning in Yuan Ye.

106 Nowadays, the image of a naked woman standing on the roof of an advertisement is no longer as "cool" as the rough cowboy flying with a cigarette in Yuan Ye.

107 southern alps in the south island is magnificent. 19 peaks with an altitude of over 3,000 meters stand on the snowy Yuan Ye and glaciers in the Central Plains.

108 after waiting for this so-called common shame and agitation to stand in the empty leaves for a long time, we have to admit that only the last batch of bitterness that landed when the wind left was so small and contemptuous, inexplicably and surely cheap and useless.

109 hay cold smoke: hay: rotten weeds; Cold Smoke: Yuan Ye, which is empty and desolate on the fog. Metaphor is empty and remote, cold and desolate.

1 10 The rhinoceros lost his temper, and even the elephants had to avoid him when he stormed Yuanye.

1 1 1 The snow reverberated in the distance and raged wildly on the Yuan Ye.

1 12 The flowers on the Yuan Ye quietly open and call for an outing; Clouds in the blue sky drift away slowly, waiting for the care of kites. Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived, I hope you can relax, give up your troubles and busyness, and make your mood refreshing all the way.

1 13 creeping weeds: creeping weeds; Smoke: Fog on the deserted Yuan Ye. Metaphor is empty and remote, cold and desolate.

1 14 On the first day and a half after its departure, the Rosia made rapid progress, passing through the flat green Yuan Ye, and a row of narrow birch trees stood between the window and the field like silver curtains.

1 15 Under the clear blue sky, the rugged Yuan Ye in California is breathtaking.

1 16 In the desolate Yuan Ye, there are one or two small pink flowers dotted with them, which are particularly beautiful.

1 17 yuan is a vast expanse of whiteness after the snow leaves.

1 18 the year of the horse is coming, and the rings change. What remains unchanged is the blessing and companionship. In the new year, riding a horse and whipping a happy Yuan Ye; I wish you all a happy dodoma and a successful Year of the Horse!

1 19 Walking alone on the desolate Yuan Ye at night, suddenly there came the sound of some animals, which was creepy.

120 Qinghai Plateau, every step, facing the endless grassy Yuan Ye, barren and rugged peaks, deep blue sky and stagnant clouds, is filled with the tragic and desolate classical frontier poems.