Morning, noon, noon, noon, noon, afternoon, noon, noon, lunch break, hot and sunny.
Describe the words at noon (four words)
At noon, the sun is shining, the sun is burning, the heat wave is burning, the sun is burning, and the heat is unbearable.
Describe three sentences at noon.
(1) At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves and cicadas kept ringing long bells, adding a layer of irritability to the sultry weather.
(2) One summer noon, the sky was clear, the sun was high, and there was not even a breath of wind. The earth is like a steamer, and it is too hot to breathe.
Under the scorching sun, the asphalt road is soft, like a layer of black oil.
(4) At noon in the scorching sun, the wind doesn't blow, the birds don't crow, the cattle and sheep don't move, and there is a dead silence in the ravine.
(5) At this time, it is noon, and the sun shines on the river like fire, even the flowing river is steamed by the sun.
(6) At noon, the sun shines brightly on the leaves of five grains, cicadas are on the trees, and Yin Yan is on the crops, flapping his wings and singing.
On a sultry afternoon, there is not a breath of wind. Although sitting in the shade of a tree, it is still hot: the face is hot, the chest is hot, and even the inhaled air is suffocating.
The fireball-like sun scorched the earth. The tree was baked deaf and pulled its head, the dog lay in the shade with its red tongue, the cicada cried desperately in the tree, and there was oppression and disgust everywhere.
At noon in this summer, the mirror-like water reflects silver light.
(10) It's almost noon at this moment. The sky is clear and the sun is blazing in Wan Li. Cicadas on nearby branches are standing noisily.
(1 1) In the hot noon, the sea is exceptionally calm. She opened her arms to me like a loving mother.
(12) At noon, the sun was scorching and there was no wind. The cicada in the tree kept calling, "It's so hot! How hot it is! ..... "People are even more excited.
(13) At noon, the spring sunshine shines directly on the ground warmly, making the mountains and rivers beautiful.
(14) The sun scorched the earth, and people fell asleep with the help of fans and electric fans. Some people sit under the tree to enjoy the cool, and shake their fans desperately to get sleepy. Only when they know it, they still proudly shout "Know it".
(15) The sun in the sky is like a burning flame, spraying excessive light and heat on the earth, so the earth seems to be burning.
(16) It was hot enough in mid-June. Three or four o'clock in the afternoon is the most difficult time of the day. The road was scorched hot, and a pile of white smoke was stepping down. The air is hot and stuffy, as if it could be lit by striking a match.
(17) At noon, Beidaihe seaside has a unique scenery: there are a few faint colorful clouds floating in the blue sky. The rippling sea seems to be covered with a layer of flashing fish scales in the bright sunshine, becoming more delicate and charming. In the distance, white sails are dotted; Not far away, people wearing swimsuits of all colors enjoy themselves in the warm embrace of the sea; There are countless "flower mushrooms" and sunbathers on the beach.
It was a windless noon and it was very hot. The dazzling sunshine is particularly majestic and shines on people like fire. When a match is lit, the rising heat on the ground seems to be lit.
(19) At noon, the sky is like a silvery hot iron pot, hanging upside down and covering the earth. The pot is steaming hot, and people are steamed just to vent their anger. Every breath is like swallowing a hot steamed bun.
It was very hot at noon, and there was not a cloud in the sky. The sun hung motionless overhead, scorching the grass. There is no wind, the air is stagnant, and there is no ripple on the water.
2. Find a beautiful poem describing noon:
It's sunny at noon, scorching sun at noon, scorching sun at noon, scorching sun at noon.
At noon, the sun is very hot, there is no wind, leaves are drooping, cicadas are screaming, the earth seems to be in a steamer, and there are no pedestrians on the road.
Smoke is curling in the distance, and every household is cooking lunch. Plumes of smoke rose straight into the sky without a trace of wind.
At noon, the sun shines brightly on the leaves of the grain, cicadas are on the trees, grasshoppers are on the crops, flapping their wings and calling for the .4zj parent-child resource network.
At noon, there is no wind under the scorching sun. The yellow dog sticks out its tongue, the chicken hangs its wings and the cicada keeps barking, which makes people feel more bored.
At noon, when the sun scatters its strongest light and spits out all the heat, the snow on the vilen sinks and shrinks gradually, which seems brighter and reflects dazzling white light, making people dizzy.
Paragraph:
In the afternoon, the sky was blue and gray, and the fierce sun scorched the ground. A south wind blew and rolled up a heat wave. Cicada calls in the tree, with a low and slow voice, as if telling an old story. The old people sat in the shade, patiently shaking their fans, cursing the heat and talking happily about how the weather is good for rice. It seems that I am dreaming of a "bumper harvest". In midsummer, the wind doesn't blow, the birds don't crow, the cows don't move, the valley is dead silent/the heat at noon, there is not a cloud in the sky, there is not a breeze in the space, the air seems to be stagnant/at noon, the hot sun is on the head, the weeds are sleeping in the heat, and no one dares to walk in the sun/at noon in this summer, the mirror-like water surface reflects strong sunlight.
Composition: "Winter jasmine"
At noon, the sun shines vertically. The Huanglei River is sparkling, and the clear water surface shines like carp. With the breeze, water vapor drifted to the villages along the river. The roof of the village is basked in the warm spring sun, and it smells dry and burnt. Cool steam regulates the taste of dry coke, which is comfortable and comfortable.
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Evening: The summer evening is warm and beautiful, like an elegant * * *; Wear colorful skirts, close your temples and gently hold them up; Elegant and elegant.
The sky is light blue, and sometimes there are clouds, which are like white cotton wool. The breeze blows their soft bodies and sings softly all the way. You look down at the roadside, green grass and flowers are blooming, and then look up, and the cotton-like white clouds have become "ponytails" and scattered into the sky. ...
The setting sun is like blood and the sun shines all over the sky.
I like summer nights best, beautiful and intoxicating, gorgeous! That fiery red cloud hangs over the western sky like a colorful watercolor painting. At first, it was a goose yellow background, with a faint orange red color; Add a light blue ribbon on the orange-red basis; One end of the ribbon is completely unfolded, and a wide bloody silk scarf gradually floats to the horizon ... thus setting off the sunset more bright red and gorgeous.
In the twilight, the distant mountains are as gloomy and magnificent as Adai's. In the boundless space, I saw two poplars and pine trees standing on the top of the mountain. The breeze is swaying their branches and leaves, making them more vigorous and upright against the sunset glow. The swaying branches and leaves show the afterglow of the sunset. I saw the mottled sunset hanging on the treetops and falling bit by bit. I quickly picked up the digital camera and froze it. Bang! Beautiful silhouette-tree: like a man with indomitable spirit, he walked into my "shutter" ...
The mountains in the sunset are dignified and majestic, which fascinates me!
As the night deepened, the sunset finally failed to stand the time and fell into the valley. The top of the mountain devours the last afterglow. Looking at the sunset, I sighed "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". The beautiful sunset is so spectacular, but it is a flash in the pan. The day replaces the sun and the moon. What about life? Everyone is from childhood, youth, maturity to old age. Where is everyone's sunset? Will it be so brilliant? Time flies, flowers bloom and fall, and youth never comes again!
The night is getting dark. I don't know when the crescent moon has quietly hung in the sky. The lights are on and the neon lights are flashing. The corner with few pedestrians is crowded now. Usually I am most afraid of crowds, so I bent down and ran to the secluded path and went home.
At this point, the streets are gradually full of people and traffic. The metropolis was plunged into a prosperous night. Bypassing the bustling crowd, I set foot on the path. There are soft weeping willows here. There is a faint scent of grass here, a thick cordate telosma here, and a charming fragrance floating in the evening breeze. ...
At noon, cicadas felt that the temperature was not very high, so they went to bed.
There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no sun overhead, there is no wind, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
As soon as the sun came out, the ground seemed to be on fire.
It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.
The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless.
Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.
It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.
Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.
In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade.
In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape the heat. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while, fishing for a while, and having a good time.
The sun in summer is like a big stove, roasting the earth, even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.
Buffalo has already hid in the pond, and its whole body is buried in the water, with only one head exposed to the water to breathe.
4. A short sentence describing the noon sentence:
At noon, the sun is very hot, there is no wind, leaves are hanging, cicadas are chirping, the earth seems to be in a steamer, and there are no pedestrians on the road.
Smoke is curling in the distance, and every household is cooking lunch. Plumes of smoke rose straight into the sky without wind. 4Zj parent-child resource network
At noon, the sun shines brightly on the leaves of the grain, cicadas are on the trees, grasshoppers are on the crops, flapping their wings and calling. 4Zj parent-child resource network
At noon, the sun is scorching, and there is no wind. The yellow dog sticks out its tongue, the chicken hangs its wings, and the cicada keeps barking, which makes people more bored. 4Zj parent-child resource network
At noon, when the sun scatters its strongest light and spits out all the heat, the snow on the vilen sinks and shrinks gradually, which seems clearer and reflects dazzling white light, making people dizzy.
Paragraph:
In the afternoon, the sky was blue and gray, and the fierce sun scorched the ground. A south wind blew and rolled up a heat wave. The chirping of cicadas in the tree is deep and slow, like telling an old story. The old people sat in the shade, patiently shaking their fans, cursing the heat, and talking happily about how the weather is good for the ears of rice. Those birds in the forest are resting lazily in the trees, as if dreaming of a "bumper harvest".
5. What sentences describe "the scenery at noon"? 1. At noon, when the sunlight scatters its strongest light and spits out all the heat, the snow on the Yuan Ye sinks, shrinks gradually, and seems brighter, reflecting dazzling white light, which makes people dizzy.
2. The warm sunshine flooded the table from the glass window, and many tiny dust fluttered under the light. Winter afternoons are really quiet and lovely.
At noon in summer, Wan Li is clear and white clouds are floating in the sky. Some of these white clouds are connected together, like rolling silver waves in the ocean; Some layers overlap, like mountains; Sometimes on a large silver-gray cloud, clouds of different sizes and shapes float, just like sea flowers blooming on an island reef.
It was a hot noon. The sun is baking the earth like a steamer, the trees are hanging their heads, the grass is bent, rhubarb dog is panting with his tongue out in the shade, and the water in the river is boiling hot.
In the afternoon and summer, the hot dust on Beiping Road stagnates like fog.
6. At noon on a hot summer day, the burning sunshine and the burning scenery, together with the whole person, become very hot.
7. At noon, the sun is shining, the shadows turn blue, the weeds sleep in the heat, but the chill passes under the dense forest leaves.
Just at noon, the boiling hot air drove all the creatures to the hidden place.
9. At noon, the sun shines vertically, and the cool water vapor regulates the dry air, which is comfortable and comfortable.
10, at noon, the sun is shining, the shadows turn blue, the weeds sleep in the heat, but the chilly air passes under the dense forest leaves. At noon, the sun hung motionless on the top, burning everything, and even the trees hung down their branches, as if exhausted.