In this magical fairyland, there lived the Jade Emperor and his family. They are in charge of the earth and have unlimited magic. But the Jade Emperor is a selfish fairy. He hates night, so he didn't give it a patron saint. How terrible the night is. People can't go out, but stay at home. They burned incense and worshipped Buddha, hoping that the Jade Emperor would change his mind, but the Jade Emperor still ignored them.
The Jade Emperor has five beautiful daughters, the youngest of which is the most beautiful. The Queen Mother gave her a name that she thought was the most beautiful-Yue. Yue is a kind person. She couldn't bear to watch the people suffer, so she went to persuade the jade emperor, but the jade emperor not only didn't change his mind, but also warned her not to mention it again next time, or she would be killed. Yue Xin is dead, and she can no longer pin her hopes on her father. After repeated thinking, Yue decided to sacrifice himself and benefit the public. Liang is Yue's third sister. This incident made her feel very distressed, so she discouraged her sister from going against the Jade Emperor. Yue said with tears, "Sister, we are immortals and are in charge of the earth. We can't let those poor innocent people suffer because of their father's selfishness! " After listening to it, Liang also felt that Dad was a little too cruel, so she also supported her sister. Two people came to the clearing and made a huge jade ball by magic, but the jade ball had no light. The moon and light merge with each other, becoming a fire phoenix and flying into the jade ball. Suddenly, the jade ball shone brightly, and it slowly rose to the sky and became the moon.
The jade emperor looked at the moon in the sky, and his beard became warped with anger. He lost his mind and cast a spell cruelly, turning the jade ball into a hard stone and breaking it. As soon as the jade emperor spoke, the stone broke, the full moon in the sky turned into a curved crescent, and those fragments turned into beautiful stars.
The Jade Emperor really didn't expect that under the care of the stars, the moon was more beautiful and he was ill. Queen Wang is very concerned about her daughter. When the jade emperor was ill, he quietly cast a spell to restore the moon once a month and let the stars return to the moon.
In this way, the moon will gradually change from crescent to full moon every month, and the stars in the sky will slowly return to the moon, so the stars will be very thin at the full moon. The kind moon and the bright moon have dedicated themselves, and people will always be grateful to them. The magic of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother made people see the beautiful changes of the full moon and the lack of the moon. Maybe people should also thank them.
2. Ask for a composition, the topic is the scenery in the moonlight at dusk, and I am walking alone in the noisy campus.
The grass has been slightly gaunt. The once delicate and charming flowers are beginning to get tired of it! Suddenly, a cool breeze swept across the interlaced sky, and a slightly yellow leaf fell with the wind. Just like a sad mood at the moment.
The sunshine in early autumn is warm and quiet, the autumn wind on campus is warm and gentle, the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious, and the educated bamboo and poplar trees are chic and charming. Someone said, "The feeling of autumn is sad." Shan Ye Huang Yefei is even more bleak. But I think autumn is beautiful and colorful, and the fallen leaves in front of me are more beautiful. In autumn, he had no choice but to throw himself into the embrace of the earth and turn it into fertilizer. There is no poem of praise, only the autumn wind rustling; Without epitaph, the earth is home. These trees record all his achievements.
Autumn, write autumn must write the moon! The autumn moon is boundless and white. The campus is also enjoying the moonlight bath. The school under the moon is like a faint ink painting, vaguely like a layer of cicada-like gauze, which gracefully covers the school. After a noisy day, the campus gradually quieted down. Only the brisk girls' school and the whispering boys' school are still tirelessly telling about eating steamed buns on Tuesday morning!
The bright moon shines in the sky, sprinkled in the silence of dormitory 8, filled with the smoke of "real dragon" Smoke, like a gentle mire, permeates around the red heart, making people fall asleep and get high. . Moonlight, soft, soft, like a dream on a baby pillow, like a shy first kiss of a girl; Moonlight, gently, gently, like a thin morning feather gauze across your chest, like a lover's slight sigh when he is angry. Hazy smoke and soft moonlight are constantly intertwined and intertwined, like the joys and sorrows of life.
The beauty of autumn enriches the chill of autumn, which shows the beauty of autumn. Flowers have withered, and only chrysanthemums are in bloom, which is not beautiful. I heard him whistling, and he roared: The autumn wind is coming, and there is no room for recovery! Then let him come more violently! Chrysanthemum, a gentleman in flowers.
The night is hazy, the moon is still there, and the autumn wind is bleak. No matter how difficult the adversity is, there is also a road to success. Didn't the leaves succeed? Zhu, didn't it work?
Hehe, this is what I wrote before. Inappropriate places can be corrected ~ hehe, I think it's ok.
According to Wang Dongting's poems, write the beautiful scenery of Dongting Lake in the moonlight through imagination. A full moon as white as jade radiates soft and clear light, which contrasts with the clear and undulating lake water and forms a unique landscape. The beautiful moon is reflected in the clear lake, setting off the microwave-sparkling lake. In the moonlight, the shadows in the lake are faintly visible. Calm Dongting Lake, like an unpolished bronze mirror, lacks some luster and color, but reflects the other side of Dongting Lake's simplicity.
Looking at the mountains and rivers of Dongting Lake from a distance, it feels more beautiful. Dongting Lake is dark green everywhere, like a green gem. There is a dark green island in the white Dongting water? -Junshan, against the backdrop of the surrounding Dongting Lake, really looks like a dark green snail in a silver plate!
The paragraph describing the scenery in moonlight is on the winding lotus pond, looking forward to the fallen leaves in the field. The leaves are high above the water, like a slim skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
5. An essay on moonlight scenery One summer night in my childhood, I walked into the yard. Look at the night quietly. The bright moon shuttles through the white clouds like a winding boat. Cicada, cricket is singing. The leaves of crickets and cicadas rustle. Fireflies flew over a room, jumped over the fence and flew away. The breeze brushed gently in front of the house. Through the lights in the room, you can see a little girl reciting poems seriously. The wicker was lifted by the wind, and the catkins ran into the stream like children. The flowers nodded, curled their heads and put on a lovely look.
I can't help walking out of the yard and into the street. I saw many grandparents walking in their little chairs. They talk about their lives in recent days for a while and their children and grandchildren for a while. It's really fun.
My ears moved, and I thought I heard my friends calling me. Looking back, yes! I ran to them. I saw them all holding a small bottle in their hands. My curiosity rose. I circled my head and asked, "Where are you going to play?" Why are you holding a bottle? ""We're going to catch fireflies. The bottle is used to hold fireflies. "They all said," You should go too! " I readily agreed.
With cicadas chirping, crickets chirping and willows dancing, we came to the grass and saw many fireflies flashing in the night.
I was very happy when I suddenly saw a firefly resting on a branch. I walked over carefully. But I didn't pay attention to the stone under my feet and fell down at once, which caused the ridicule of my partners.
Fortunately, the noise was very small and did not disturb my beloved firefly. Come on! Go!
I pounced on the branch. Ah! Great, I see. When I looked back, my friends all caught fireflies.
It was getting dark, so I said goodbye to my partner and went home alone.
Catching fireflies is really interesting. Fireflies gave me happiness and good memories.
6. Composition describing the scenery of the moonlit night (1) A ray of soft moonlight on the moonlit night was scattered on the windowsill through the window.
The windowsill looks like silver plating. It suddenly occurred to me that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now it is a full moon, so the moon must be beautiful! So I went downstairs to enjoy the moon.
What a full moon! There are a few twinkling stars in the distance, which adds a bit of poetry to this moonlit night. Along the path leading to the garden, I walked aimlessly, and the whole world seemed to be immersed in a silver ocean, setting off a warm and quiet night.
I am also in the moonlight sea. Moonlight filled my clothes and warmed my heart-I think the warmth of the sun is too warm and unrestrained; Starlight is lonely and cold again.
Only this gentle and quiet moonlight can be so just right. Moonlight permeates the whole earth, my surroundings are illuminated by moonlight, and the world is completely shrouded in a sacred atmosphere.
My senses are blurred, and my heart is sublimated in this holiness. I didn't realize that I had arrived at the gate of the garden, followed Koji in the garden and walked to a pond.
The pond is very small, and the goldfish, who are usually lively, now stay there quietly. Probably asleep.
In the center of the pond is a grotesque rock, which is more interesting and picturesque under the washing of moonlight. The moon is reflected in the dark green bottom of the pool, washed away by the water, and looks particularly Ming Che and lofty, just like the charming eyes of the Mona Lisa.
A gust of wind blew, making a shallow wave mark on the calm pool water. The pool overflowed slightly, kissed the rock, and made a light metal crash, which was particularly light and leisurely in the quiet night ... By the roadside, big chrysanthemums bathed in moonlight and were blown by the wind, showing a happy smile in their sleep. Turning the pond, I sat under the mushroom pavilion.
Looking up at the infinite sky and the bright moon. Thoughts gallop like wild horses in the boundless Yuan Ye-the pure moonlight! I finally realized your vast natural atmosphere tonight.
"When there is a bright moon, ask heaven for wine ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. This matter is old and difficult. I hope that people will last for a long time and have a good scenery. "
Friends far away from home, on this beautiful night, I will definitely look forward to this moon! Unconsciously, I have been intoxicated in the gentle night, and my consciousness is gradually blurred, and my whole body and mind are constantly dispersing, as if I were melting into the vast universe ... (2) Yamashita, the river quietly sobbed, dripping to the end of the day and gradually melting in the boundless darkness. In an instant, the moon was born with the tide, and the world was suddenly enlightened.
Clear moon and clear water are naturally beautiful and distressing. Being in it, a trace of melancholy will unconsciously penetrate the whole body, unable to extricate itself and unwilling to extricate itself.
The moon gently covered Jiang with silver gauze, and Jiang was happy and skipped forward like a child. Water and the moon are always their favorites.
With the moon, water is more lively; With water, the moon is more beautiful. The color of Jiang Tianyi is exceptionally bright and clean.
The gentle river bypasses Xiaoting in the water. In the silver moonlight, it is quiet and full of vitality.
Flowers and plants seem to be asleep, but listen, the air is full of their whispers and whispers. You see, the beauty like snow is a sea of flowers, because the air is full of fragrance.
I couldn't see what these flowers were, so the moon gave them a veil. However, flowers are beautiful, and hazy flowers are more beautiful.
Running water with fallen flowers, there is a kind of tenderness besides sadness. Snowflake-like flower forest, gentle flowing water, lovers-like collocation.
The moon makes the world exquisite, and it also makes the world hazy. The white and soft beach by the river is as empty as a dream, but incredibly real.
This month, this flower and this water constitute this spring night. There is silence between heaven and earth, and there is a majesty in silence. I love this month, this river, this flower and this night as much as my father.
How long has it been? I'm here for a vigil? Thousands of years? Or tens of thousands of years? I don't remember. It's been too long. This eternal night! Life is in a hurry, and after several ups and downs, things have changed.
Do you remember who first looked at the moon and sighed? Who first enjoyed the beautiful scenery of this river? Who was the first to feel that things had changed? I don't remember. It's been too long. Life has changed from generation to generation. I thought I had stayed here all night alone, but I heard the voice in my heart say, no, it's not you anymore! I defended myself: no, I've been here all the time. The night hasn't changed, and neither have I.
The night smiled without a word, but gently caged me with a wide black robe. I suddenly realized that once upon a time, I had such a familiar feeling? Probably in a previous life.
I am speechless, yes, this night has experienced countless times in my life. She knows everything.
The river and the moon in front of me are my eternal gifts. I see, my life will be short and eternal, just like the lost river.
Shaking my head, trying to get rid of my thoughts, but falling into deeper depression. Whose boat is floating alone in the moonlight? Are the people on board worried about her wandering in the moonlight? The moonlight shines on the balcony like water, adding a bit of sadness, helplessness and loneliness.
Sorrow lingers like moonlight sneaking into the window edge. The bead curtain hanging on the door covers the weeping people in the room, but it can't cover the acacia that permeates around.
Looking around, it seems that there are memories and sweetness everywhere. In the blink of an eye, it changed, the ends of the earth.
Life is so beautiful and helpless. Su Dongpo said: "I hope people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful."
Bathed in the moonlight and * * *, there is nothing wrong with thinking about each other. After all, the story of Hongyan is just a legend. How do birds convey this sacred love for love? Wandering on the boat, do you also think of your hometown that you haven't returned for a long time? I went back to my hometown thousands of times in my dream, and suddenly I woke up, still outside the mountain.
Can the quiet river convey people's love for acacia? The river is silent. The eternal and resolute death of the river has taken away a lot and left a lot.
Spring is coming to an end, and flowers are falling and flowing. The moon sinks in the west, as if determined to return.
A little sad, this river, this flower, this month, will all pass away. This night will also disappear.
"No, it won't!" A firm voice said, "They are eternal, don't you remember?" Yeah, forever. I said to myself.
The road ahead is endless.
7. Write a 200-word article describing the scenery under the moon. The night sky is full of stars, like pearls scattered on a jasper plate.
The stars blink, hide in the clouds for a while, and then come out, as if playing hide-and-seek with me. A bright moon hangs in the sky, shedding bright moonlight. The river looks like a thin layer of silver gauze.
Dawn in the east weaves a colorful picture for the sky: the sky is blue in the middle and light blue on both sides, like a sapphire. The east is a rosy cloud, like a golden sharp arrow shooting into the sky.
Soon, there are more and more colorful edges beside the sapphire, which surround the east like ribbons, and the sun is about to rise. On a clear 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. Meteors often turn into a white light, cut through the night sky and fall into the distance.
What a wonderful world this is! The light blue sky is quiet, with a little cloud, like transparent clothes, like combed feathers, like distant mountains, like a silver stream on the plain. They walked slowly, as if through a beautiful fairyland.
God is like a very smooth sapphire and a beautifully woven blue satin. It looks very close to you, just raise your hand and you can touch it.
It seems so far away from you that you can't get close to it. The blue sky is really beautiful against the white clouds.
The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few gauze-like light clouds, just like a girl wearing a gorgeous blue summer dress with a thin white scarf around her neck. I have never seen such a beautiful sky.
8. Charming Moonlight 400-word composition One summer evening, the moon hung high in the dark blue night sky, beautiful and moving. The moonlight image covers the whole world with a veil, giving people a wonderful and mysterious feeling.
The moonlit night was silent. The night wind blows across the face, so gentle and quiet. Sitting on a stone and looking up at the sky, looking at the bright moon and naughty stars, caused countless beautiful reverie. In the sky, the stars gather together as if whispering; The moon occasionally puts on a beautiful gauze skirt and shyly hides behind the clouds.
The moonlit night is so beautiful and intoxicating. A breeze blew, and the willow gently swayed her flowing long hair. In the shade of the tree, several crickets are singing happily, praising the unusual moonlight. Blue sky, Yin Hui and the moon, what a beautiful artistic conception. The moonlight is bright and dazzling, which makes people suspect that it is a phantom that appears above people's heads.
Moonlit night is so charming. The moon is dressed in golden clothes and a golden crown, like a beautiful princess. I stared at it carefully, as if I really saw Chang 'e and the flawless jade rabbit. The bright moonlight decorated the night sky and the earth. The night sky is like an endless sea, quiet, vast and mysterious. Twinkling stars are like small sparks in the sea, flapping tiny spots of light. Fields, villages and trees are sleeping in this quiet Yamashita, and the night wind is their lullaby. It must be beautiful to fall asleep in the quiet moonlight.
The moonlight is so bright and lovely; Moonlight is so beautiful and charming; The moonlit night is so mysterious and wonderful ...
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