Inspirational sentences about travel, suitable for travel.

1, the rolling purple glow, half hidden behind the poplar road, casts colorful light towards the waking earth. Gradually, the dazzling clouds were parted, the sun appeared like a fireball, and the red light like fire poured down on trees, plains, oceans and the whole earth.

2. The cloud is moving slowly, and the full moon that has been swallowed for a long time suddenly jumps out, like a golden plate that has just been baked. It shines with dazzling golden light, frogs on the lotus leaves, grasshoppers in the grass and birds on the branches are awakened by this sudden light, cheering, jumping and singing loudly.

There is not even a cloud this night, and the sky is blue and transparent. The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just rose from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide. Those dense poplar leaves, like running water, are rustling day and night, quietly and loudly flowing where people can't see them.

Late autumn dusk always comes quickly. In the mountain river, the sun sets in the western hills before the water vapor evaporated from the sun dissipates. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

5. Mountains and water go hand in hand, so that souls can be honed, reincarnated and met in the sandstorm of the years. "Why do you keep flowing?" Dashan asked. "Isn't fertile land worth cultivating, setbacks worth facing and pain worth dissolving?" The water did not answer, but it still magnified the pain, rolled up thousands of waves, flooded the village and made it look ferocious.

6. High and low loess rolls like waves on the roadside. The sun was buried in the loess, and it was red. However, the sun is still burning strangely, turning their flesh purple and black, and it seems that they can still smell a burning smell.

7. The scorching sun is high above the world. The red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame of boiling oil. Transpiration, suffocation, coolness and strangeness almost make people's underlying cells and fibers burst because of trembling.

8. The quiet Camel Mountain in the distance lies in the misty rain of green trees; The deep elephant trunk mountain in the south stands still in the rain and still drinks the Lijiang River; Western old people are in their prime, and their headscarves dance with the rain; Not far away, Fu Bo stands on the banks of the Lijiang River, where the clear water lingers, just like a veiled fairy, so magical, beautiful and charming. Ah! Every mountain in Guilin is a fresh painting, a hazy poem and a melodious song!

9. There is no moon at night, and the stars are very dense. After eleven o'clock, everyone went to bed. It is really quiet around. I'm afraid an embroidery needle can be heard when it falls to the ground. The dark sky is dotted with piles of unknown names, hand in hand in a big circle, which looks like pearls and precious stones embedded in the collar. I really can't sleep at the moment. I got dressed and got out of bed. I went to the window and looked at the sky blankly. The chaotic starlight and the silent night scene, if coupled with a crescent moon bent like an eyebrow, are not as beautiful as the scenery we went to Central Park last year?

10, when the sun just appeared, I walked along the river to the village, so faint mist, so moist and moist earthy smell, kept patting my face and getting into my nose.