Prose describing night scenes 1 Among the night scenes of cities I have ever seen, the night scenes in the mountain city of Chongqing are the most beautiful.
In the evening, after eating hot pot, my friend drove me to Nanshan to see the night view of the mountain city. She said, "I haven't been to Chongqing without looking at the night view." Indeed, I have long heard that the night view of mountain city is a big business card of Chongqing. It must be a pity not to enjoy this beautiful night scene.
When the lights in the mountain city were first put up, there were thousands of lights all the way. The high and low lights were flickering, and the traffic was endless, colorful and bright. It was really exciting. By the time Nanshan stopped to go upstairs, my heart had rushed to the observation deck. At this time, it is already the narrowest place for people. It seems that the business card of Chongqing night scene has attracted many tourists. Friends say that not only tourists but also local people often come to see the night scene. After all, our hometown is always changing. Bypassing the crowd who were busy taking pictures, we came to the white marble railing on the observation deck. Sure enough, this is an excellent viewing spot. When we look around, it has been deeply shocked-
Is this still the night view of the city? I just feel that the wahoo is wrapped in silver and the stars are bright, just like heaven and earth!
In front of our eyes, there are layers of colorful light and a sea of bright lights. We can't tell where the stars in the sky are, where the lights on the ground are, or whether the stars in the sky have fallen to earth or whether the lights on the ground are also on in the starry sky. At the moment, I still feel that the mountain city, in the embrace of the Yangtze River and Jialing River, is like a ship with straight lines, colorful and transparent. The ship sails on the two rivers between lanterns and starfish with Chaotianmen as the bow. At this time, the two rivers and the sea of lights set each other off, the neon reflected on the river, and the vehicles and boats were in the Milky Way. There is movement and stillness, and the combination of movement and stillness complements each other, which makes people feel like they are in a dream in a poem.
This is a flowing painting, this is a three-dimensional scene, this is a charming symphony ... I feel the infinite movement and vitality of this mountain city at night, which is more beautiful, moving, provocative and charming than during the day. Yes, Chongqing's landscape is world-famous, and this fantastic night scene really adds a wonderful and just footnote to Chongqing's landscape.
At this time, I can't wait to turn on the camera and chase the dance of light and shadow from the picture. I see wonderful notes in life, which are the brilliance condensed by the builders of the city with hard work and sweat. It is a dynamic display of society in the process of continuous development ... Every time you press the shutter, it seems to be a dialogue with today's city, with the tireless pursuit of life, and with the dream of the future. ...
Yes, the night view of Chongqing is the most beautiful, so beautiful that all the words describing life, glory, emotion and warmth in the world have become its descriptions!
Yes, the night view of Chongqing is the most beautiful. I think this is because Chongqing occupies the best geographical position and time. Of course, the geographical location is related to Chongqing's direct administration and speeding up reform and construction. There are two points in front of this geographical location: first, Chongqing is surrounded by rivers on three sides, and the roads hover around the mountain side, so that people can enjoy the layered lights no matter where they stand, and people are intoxicated by the dreamy and bright colors; Second, Chongqing is a river city, surrounded by two rivers and two adjacent bridges. It is conceivable that under the decoration of modern lighting, when night falls, thousands of lights, cars and boats are intertwined, and if the water is Youlong, the height reflects and the movement is different. Can this night scene not be intoxicating? At this moment, if it is a night tour of the two rivers, watching the breeze blowing from the long river and the Mujiang River, people will swim in the boat as if they were swimming in the Milky Way.
In fact, the night view of Chongqing has a long history. As one of the "Twelve Scenes of Bayu and Chongqing", the night view of the mountain city was nicknamed "Water Lamp" as early as the reign of Qing Qianlong. The so-called "word water" is because the two rivers meander here, resembling the word "ba" in ancient seal script, and the "night light" reflects the word water, and the wind dominates the world. At that time, there was a poem praising: "The houses in Yuzhou are high and low, and the stone city is jagged. Who will live in a million homes and shoot the river backwards? The waves are hard to hide, and the clouds are scattered. There is endless meaning, and Tianshui is crystal clear. " Of course, the night scene at that time was different from the night scene now.
Now the cities we live in are more and more beautiful, especially some big cities. We attach importance to the construction of night lighting to make the cities more beautiful, more beautiful and more distinctive. For example, Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, including my hometown of Tianjin, and other places, the night scenes of these cities are full of vitality, especially the European atmosphere of Shanghai Bund and the modernity of Pudong, which are impressive. Of course, there is also Hong Kong, which is known as the Pearl of the Orient. Not long ago, I visited the night view of Hong Kong in Victoria Harbour by boat. At that time, the sea of lights was really beautiful and amazing.
But compared with Chongqing, the night scenes of these cities still have irreplaceable uniqueness. This is because Chongqing, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, has the majesty of mountains and can almost perfectly show the three-dimensional aesthetic value of space; There is also the aura of the great river, which can surround the shape and set off the mountains and rivers. The beauty of Chongqing night scene lies in the undulating terrain endowed by heaven, which creates the rhythmic beauty of patchwork; It lies in the long river, where water and sky are quiet and full of hazy beauty; It lies in the careful design of urban builders, pursuing beauty without losing it.
Indeed, with rolling mountains, vibrant city and dense water, the night view of Chongqing is breathtaking and touching. At this moment, I look at the wonderful scenery in front of me, just like listening to the night of the city and the breath of a city. ...
Tonight, Chongqing is so beautiful
It's late at night, I'm not sleepy at all, and my heart seems to be pulled by something, so it's hard to calm down. Standing on the balcony, you can see a condensed corner of the city. The bridge in the night is heroic, and rows of soldier-like street lamps shed all the brilliance on the milky bridge. They are so close and soft. This long dragon-like light should have been embedded in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but tonight, on this ordinary night, it can also outline a fantastic brilliance. Slowly, the river is covered with a thin layer of light blue silk, which is smooth and scattered, and has a dense beauty. A dozen fishing boats nearby have turned off their lights. I guess there may be a couple who are not as sleepy as I am, whispering. The children have already fallen asleep, because the slightly rippling fishing boat is as light and comfortable as a cradle. This can't help but remind people of Chang 'an Night more than 1000 years ago. "A bright moon hangs high in the capital, and ten thousand hammers are scouring." The same riverside, but the long river of history has long changed. The boulevard in the night is hard to sleep, and the endless traffic disturbs the tranquility that should be by the river. The city only shows a little leisure when it is asleep.
Although this night is a bit sultry, it still lacks natural beauty, which inevitably reminds me of the night in my hometown. If the weather is fine, the night party in my hometown will be starry, with a cool breeze blowing gently, frogs croaking and dogs barking. When grandma was alive, she always let me sleep on her own bamboo bed. She scratched my back while holding a big cattail fan to drive away mosquitoes. Now, grandma has been gone for many years, but I still feel that she has never left. Fireflies wander around like a string of beautiful night pearls. The sound of cicadas is far away and near, and occasionally I can smell the fragrance of straw in the wind. Listen quietly, the water in the river is heading for the rice fields. The house in my hometown is surrounded by mountains and rivers and bamboo forests. On a windy night, the sea of bamboo is churning, and there is a tendency of crouching tiger, hiding dragon. In the middle of the night, a few nighthawks who came home late awoke the sleeping mountain forest willfully.
Think about what kind of road life is. The word ultimate is too empty, and foresight is more appropriate. Dream peacefully and wake up in the morning light. Time seems to have frozen at this moment, and my soul seems to have gone far and forgotten the way home. A breeze blew across my face, reminding me of something last summer. I looked up at the dark gray sky, a crescent moon looming, and several stars never left. Under such a vast starry sky, human beings are just a drop in the ocean.
Think of those lovely children on fishing boats, with pure eyes and dark skin, and always have a small plastic plate tied to their backs to prevent them from falling into the water. They dig earthworms and catch crickets beside the green vegetable fields. Their eyes are eager to go ashore, just as we were eager to get out of that mountain when we were young. I don't have any special expectations now. For the present living conditions, not more than one point, not less than one point, is enough.
My thoughts soon drifted back to this quiet night. The light in my daughter's room was so soft that I couldn't help walking in. This little girl is like a little koala in a sweet dream, lazy and lovely. I gently kissed her rosy face and stroked her soft black hair. Thinking of the moment she was born, her hair was so black and thin, but she grew a lot taller inadvertently. When she sleeps beside me, I feel that she is the warm blood flowing in my body. It is enough to get rid of my little feet when I was born and recall my life. Children will often gather in my ear and say, "I love my mother." You are really my good mother. " At this time, I realized in my heart that I was already a mother and no longer a woman in the mood for love.
Life cannot be perfect. If one eye is full of pain and the other eye is full of happiness. In the dark, I am not confused at all, but I can see my deep footprints along the way more clearly.
Prose 3 describes the night scene, like dinner, quietly waiting for the arrival of the night. Hazy kitchen smoke floated lightly into the blue and white sky. Because there is no wind, lush young leaves, like moonlight, are still, just waiting to sleep quietly at night.
I am an idle bookworm, and I am naturally bored at night. If it is broad daylight, I will read a few pages of idle books by the bright skylight; If it's dark at night, I'll turn on the light and read more literati poems to kill time. Now, it will be dark but not dark. In order to save electricity, I don't want to turn on the light too early. Only one person stands in the shadow of broken leaves, waiting for the darkness of the night. Quietly, wait for the evening drama to start!
Think of Mr. Lu Xun's words in Ode to the Night:
"People who love the night should have ears to listen to the night and eyes to see the night, be free in the dark and see all the darkness."
I looked around, but it was full of light at night. Even in the invisible shade of the tree, there are colorful and fragmentary moonlight shining on my Tsing Yi, like a naughty wink. I listened, but it was full of peace and tranquility. Because of concentration, I smell the faint fragrance of spring flowers, or the smell of earth. I'm used to the smell of soil, so I don't think it smells as sweet as flowers.
The moonlight is getting brighter and brighter. At this time, because of the light, I know that the bright moon hanging in the sky is round to the extreme! The night is not dark after all. I walked through the Woods. Outside the forest is a mirror-like lotus pond. I think of the wonderful sentences in Xizhou Qu mentioned by Mr. Zhu Ziqing in Moonlight on the Lotus Pond:
Lotus picking in autumn in Nantang,
Lotus has gone too far;
Bow your head and be a lotus seed,
Lotus seeds are as clear as water.
Think of Jiangnan women picking lotus. Picking lotus naturally bows her head with her little hands that coagulate fat and snow. It must be her lotus-like mood when picking lotus leaves. It's beautiful. I don't think only beautiful women in Jiangnan can pick lotus seeds. If there are lotus leaves, such as jasper and red lotus, such as the smiling face of Buddha, I will also be the lotus picker in that poem.
Looking up, the lotus pond is empty, like a mirror, and the moonlight is like washing. Where there are lotus leaves in the field, there are only some black lush plants in the water, perhaps algae, perhaps lotus leaves and hibiscus that have not yet grown out of the water, which is unknown. For example, Mr. Su Dongpo wrote in "Night Tour of Chengtian Temple" that "if the water is empty, the algae and grass in the water cross each other", but tonight there is really "spring water accumulates in the pond, and the algae lotus is in chaos", and what Mr. Dongpo said is only the shadow of bamboo and cypress in the empty court under the bright moon. There are poets from Dongpo and his like-minded friend Zhang Huaimin, and tonight, I am alone. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the pond is spring. No one can enjoy it with me! Pingkong added a few wisps of melancholy. It also reminds me of Zhou Dunyi's beautiful words about lotus flowers, "Love others without touching them, be bright without evil." . Tonight, however, I wander by the lotus pond. I didn't see the kind of green leaves and red lotus described by Mr. Zhu Ziqing and Duke Zhou, which added a little sadness to the sky. Suddenly, seaweed, or hibiscus leaves, squirmed like a small snake. I was surprised at once, so I stepped back a few steps. On reflection, the vines in the water danced gently like a woman in the night. Perhaps it is to be caring and attentive to each other, or perhaps to say hello to a stranger like me, and there is no way to know. And their swaying, like the dancing Indian dance, must have swimming fish under her tenderness, because then I knew that this place was the origin of the famous Tai 'an fish. Thinking about it, I saw fish scales flashing in the shadow of vines, black fish shadows shuttling back and forth, and each shadow had a fan-shaped fish tail, flapping gently. I don't think the underwater world is as lonely as I am on the water. Fish, without hands and feet, is smart, far exceeding me with hands and feet. The magic of nature has created a kind of loneliness for human beings, but I want to thank him infinitely and pay tribute to him. In a flash of fantasy, fish swam around in droves.
They are inclined to the upstream straight, as if to break through the water and come straight at me standing in the water world. I was suddenly surprised again. Will these fish take away my personal loneliness? I bent down, held out my hand, went underwater and slowly lifted it. Most fish swim leisurely elsewhere. But there are two tails, only two tails, but they are willing to stay and be close to me. They opened their curious eyes and just kept swinging in my palm. As a result, my palm was numb, crisp and harmonious, and soon spread all over my body like warm and soft silk touching it. I looked down and found that the two fish were foaming at the mouth, facing the full moon shining to the extreme. I took my hand away, and the two fish rotated half a circle, their tails flapped, and suddenly sank into the water, and the beautiful image disappeared. So, in the shadow of this fish, I saw the shadow of fifty-six "small fish" in my class. In the end, they can solve my inner loneliness. In class, there were bursts of laughter. I wonder if I gave them knowledge and happiness, or if they gave me happiness and encouragement? Recently, my teaching methods and ideas have changed, which has made the relationship between teachers and students harmonious and cultivated a relationship like a fish sinking into the water. What does the student's test scores and family honor have to do with my poor teacher? I gave them a happy growth and they gave me a good mood. When parents reach middle age, they look back at the world of mortals. Alas, life is such a failure, there is no need to worry. Let's place endless hopes on our children. Therefore, the shoulders of 56 "small fish" in the class will bear the burden of a generation, which naturally becomes heavy and heavy. But what does the hope of their parents have to do with me? I naturally want to unload the burden on their shoulders, give them relaxation and give them healthy thoughts, and their parents will give me bowls and chopsticks to eat as usual. Isn't this the truest, kindest, most beautiful, best and biggest gift in the world? Just when I wanted to get carried away, the fish in the lotus pond really jumped up, flew out of the water, drew a beautiful arc in the air, turned half a circle, and suddenly, re-entered the water and lost its graceful charm. This is the most exquisite stroke in the moonlight tonight. The shiny scales twinkled in the air, twinkled, and suddenly disappeared. Only moonlight like water and moonlight-like water are left.
Seeing all the fish asleep in the water, I went home. According to the road, through the Woods, through the cold moonlight, the family and poultry have fallen asleep. The home with lights out is dark, darker than the night outside, but warm and sweet. After eating in a hurry, I feel warmer, because I have food without work. I still didn't turn on the light, not for fear of seeing the light, but for fear that strong light would disturb my family's dreams. When I turned on the computer in the dark, I saw the heated discussion among my friends in the "online school", and my heart was warmer. The moonlight poured in quietly from the window, but the moonlight that sneaked into the room was not as bright as the screen of the "online school" in front of me. My thoughts quickly sank from the loneliness of the lotus pond into the vivid "online school" on the screen.
Prose describing the night scene 4 The last afterglow of the sunset gradually lost its luster in silence, and the gentle night covered the whole sky like a curtain call. A bright full moon is high in the starless night sky, and the lonely moonlight shines. In the moonlight, people in twos and threes dragged long shadows and happily pulled their homely faces into the quiet night in the countryside. ...
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Early autumn nights are always so free and easy, which makes people feel refreshed from the inside to the outside. In front of the gate, several lonely Chinese roses are quietly blooming, and the pink petals are more mysterious and amazing against the dark night, emitting warm floral fragrance. A breeze blew slowly, making the pink flowers sway gently and dance in the moonlight. However, their dance is not alone!
In the cracks in the wall and in the grass, the crickets who have rested for a day have opened their clear throats and called "Haw, Haw". The sound is intermittent, urgent and slow, like a chorus without any rhythm, but it is very pleasant. Listening carefully will make people calm down and calm down the heat and anxiety brought by the day.
I walked through a winding path, bypassed several green vegetable gardens, climbed over a low wall and came to a straight road. There, several tall locust trees stood aloof in the silver moonlight, and their long and narrow shadows even crossed the road and reflected on the two vermilion closed doors of the opposite family. Lush branches and leaves crisscross the trees. If you look closely, you will find that several places have begun to turn yellow. I believe that in the near future, the green of trees will turn into yellow places, but trees will not care about these, because the rise and fall of trees have long been commonplace to them, and only decadent poets will send out inexplicable sadness about yellow leaves!
Walk slowly along that road and watch. People on both sides of the road are already brightly lit. Through the bright lights, people can clearly see that they are happily surrounded by TV sets and enjoying wonderful programs, while others are sitting at the table, tasting dishes and talking about the distance. There are also several yards with dogs barking in the quiet night, but obviously not as good as crickets ... Indeed, the night in the country is so quiet and harmonious, without the excitement of the city and the tension of busy work during the day. Here, you can completely relax, smell the fragrance of flowers and trees with your nose and listen to their voices with your ears. The childlike innocence of those children seems to be that their bodies have melted into the harmonious night at this moment, soft as clouds and clear as water, allowing the silver moonlight to wander in the quiet night with a tired heart, listening to the heartbeat and whispering of the night.
At this time, a melodious music was faintly introduced into our ears. The farther we went, the clearer the sound became. In a short time, we arrived at the source of the sound. It turns out that in the courtyard of the village Committee, under the bright lights, a group of idle people are dancing a cheerful square dance! In the warm singing, people danced with light steps. Although their movements are not standardized and their clothes are not neat, their faces are filled with happy smiles. I guess this is the meaning of square dance.
On the other side of the road, facing the gate of the village committee, a group of 70-and 80-year-old, big-chested and brainless old men were sitting on several wooden long chairs with cattail leaf fans in their hands, talking and laughing, and from time to time raised their hands to greet the dancers across the road. There is even a white-haired old man who somehow became interested and sang along with the music of the square dance, and his expression made people around him laugh. It's really leisurely!
As the footsteps slowly moved forward, the loud music behind them and the laughter of grandparents gradually blurred, and the surrounding became silent again. In silence, the dark blue night is so charming. ...
The vast world, if you are tired from work, if you are trapped by troubles, please come to the country at night! Throw all your emotions here, let the gentle wind wash your body quietly and empty, and then feel the dreamy color of silver moonlight and dark blue night in the most pleasant posture, so that your heart can return to innocence and your dream can find a corner to rest temporarily, which is quiet and far-reaching.