1. Beautiful short sentences about pink

The summer rain comes and goes quickly. After the heavy rain, the weather is a little cooler. I walked along the hillside in the suburbs. On the fence of the roadside vegetable garden, loofah flowers were in full bloom. Among the bright yellow flowers, light dragonflies were flying gracefully. The little dragonfly flaps. 2015-05-24

The fragrance is overflowing, and the spring season has arrived as scheduled. In the season of April, you can still see a girl wearing those pink cotton gloves. I wonder, doesn’t she feel hot? Don't her palms get sweaty? In fact, it is neither, because the gloves are one. 2012-08-29

What is the color of love? Sweet pink, melancholy blue, happy orange, sad gray, romantic purple, sad brown, desperate black. When love goes far, memories become transparent and the original color gradually becomes invisible. I can only give it to Zeng in my heart. 2. What are some beautiful sentences about pink?

1. The pink stone head is still boneless, and the snow-white puffer fish has no medicine.

2. In late March, it is sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy, and the pink flowers and emerald green leaves on the peach trees are often dripping with water drops.

3. In the romantic summer, there is a romantic you, giving me a pink memory.

4. Although you left no trace, I still dream of flying across the pink sky with you.

5. Even if there is no prince, the coffee is still fragrant and life is still beautiful. Even if there is no prince, I am still a proud pink princess.

6. I don’t know what love is. Some people say it is a shooting star, drawing a beautiful arc in the dark night; some people say it is a firework, blooming with pink sparks under the sky. . But why are they so short? Is love just a flash in the pan?

7. Pink, this seemingly ordinary but extraordinary endorsement, I like it very much, because in my heart, it is not an endorsement, but a childlike innocence that is not old!

8. The cute little elf in the pink cradle shook the fluorescent pink with his fingers and drew a treble clef. No, I prefer the bass clef. Because, I like that low voice, like a pink curtain sliding down in the low sky.

3. Pink Memories

Pink Memories-Jin Qiaoqiao

Lyricist: Yuan Liren Composer: Zhang Pingfu Arranger: Yuan Longguo

Summer summer passes quietly Leave a little secret

I can’t tell you from the bottom of my heart

The night breeze warms my heart and I think of you again

How can I forget how sweet it is?

I can’t forget you and write you in my diary

I can’t forget you are still thinking about me

There is still a romantic you in the romantic summer

Give me a pink memory

Oh summer, summer passes quietly and I still miss you

Every word you say reminds me of you

Just I met you again in the dream of autumn

I can never forget you

Summer passes quietly, leaving little secrets

I can’t bear to press my heart. Tell you

The night breeze warms my heart and I think of you again

How sweet it is, how can I forget it

I can’t forget you and write you in my diary

Can’t forget that you are still thinking about me

There is still a romantic you in the romantic summer

Give me a pink memory

Oh summer, summer passes quietly and I still miss you

Every word you say reminds me of you

Just in the dream of autumn I met you again

< p> I can never forget you

I can’t forget you and write you in my diary

I can’t forget that you are still thinking about me

The romantic summer is still there Romantic you

Give me a pink memory

Oh summer, summer passes quietly and I still miss you

Every word you say reminds me of you< /p>

Just in the dream of autumn, I met you again

I can never forget you 4. Pink memories

Summer, summer, passes quietly, leaving behind little Secret

I can’t tell you from the bottom of my heart

The evening breeze warms my heart and I think of you again

How can I forget how sweet it is?

I can’t forget you and write you in my diary

I can’t forget you are still thinking about me

There is still a romantic you in the romantic summer

Give me a pink memory

Oh summer, summer passes quietly and I still miss you

Every word you say reminds me of you

Right here, right now I met you again in my autumn dream

I can never forget you

Summer passes quietly, leaving little secrets

I cannot tell you from the bottom of my heart< /p>

The evening breeze warms my heart and I think of you again

How sweet it is, how can I forget it

I can’t forget you and write you in my diary

Can’t forget that you are still thinking about me

Romantic summer and romantic you

Give me a pink memory

Oh summer Summer passes quietly and I still miss you

Every word you say reminds me

Just in the dream of autumn I met you again

Always I can't forget you

I can't forget you and write you in my diary

I can't forget that you are still thinking about me

There is a romantic one in the romantic summer You

Give me a pink memory

Oh summer, summer passes quietly and I still miss you

Every word you say reminds me of you

Just in the dream of autumn I met you again

I can never forget you

I can never forget you 5. Sentences about pink

< p> 1. I like pink from the bottom of my heart, and I have an unyielding feeling when I like it.

That warm, gorgeous, colorful and happy color.

2. I gradually understood one thing. I like lilacs, white and pink, blooming and withered, I like them all.

3. The wild peach blossoms bloomed very early, and the light pink color swayed in the wind and rain, like a charming little village girl, dressed simply and beautifully. 4. The pink petals playfully jumped down from the tree, opened their little hands, caressed their faces, slid through their hair, and brushed the corners of their mouths.

5. A man with snow-white hair as long as a waterfall raised the wine in his hand and licked his pale pink lips. It looked really good against the deep purple wine in the cup. 6. Flower Street is indeed a flower street. Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. It is shrouded by the thirty-mile cherry blossoms. From a distance, it looks like a pink cloud.

7. Walking in the middle of the lawn, as far as the eye can see, there are patches of green and tender pink flowers. 8. In the hazy eyes of drizzle, the blue letter paper reflected the heartache I had never experienced before. The pink words, line by line, cut through the unsuspecting heart like a knife, leaving cold streaks... 9. Jing turned her head to look out the window in a daze, as if she saw the balcony on a winter afternoon, full of bright pink henna... 10. Covering the beads on her face, she leaned over to pick up the pink petals, and unexpectedly a drop of clear tears fell from her eyes. The tears splashed down into the stamens, and the tears had already solidified before they dried.

11. One or two pink peach petals fell from her shoulders, and the flawless and almost transparent palace feathers fluttered in the wind around her waist, making her even more elegant. 12. The pale pink diamond-shaped butterfly wing blades are like tears, gauze, and feathers, and are as clear as glass.

13. The peach blossoms have faded long ago, and the green leaves are clustered in clusters, showing bright colors. Without the tender embellishment of pink, its life is not inferior, but more public, looking forward to the time when the fruits will be abundant.

14. The pink petals flutter in the wind, like pink snow filling the eyes, which is dreamlike and exceptionally beautiful. 15. The originally petite flower on the branch held its breath and puffed its pink cheeks vigorously. The petals were so full that they were like water drops that were about to drip when they had accumulated enough strength.

16. Women are lovely because they believe in dreams, but they also lose too much real happiness because they believe in dreams. One day, they will also begin to understand the rules of men's games, so their faces and eyes will no longer have such pink light.

17. The roses were still in bud, honey pink, with long dark stems attached to them. I wish I could have picked one and kept it.

18. I have loved pink since I was a child. Pink is the color of dreams. I am a person who lives in my own world. I like to dream and live in my own little world. 19. Pink.

Bringing all your sweet fantasies. It should be the favorite color in girls’ dreams.

Because she is the color of children. 20. The pink letter, filled with my thoughts, turned into threads in the palm of Xueluo’s palm in the blink of an eye. I have loved you for a hundred days without knowing it, and I really want to continue it forever.

21. The cherry blossoms in that advertisement were made with gouache, as if they were pink air. 22. Pink cherry blossoms danced in the wind for the last time, splendidly sweeping away all life before the summer came that year.

23. Walking on the lush path, looking up, clusters of pale pink cherry blossoms protect the purity of the heart. 24. The pink memory blooms brightly on the way to eternity, which makes me stay silent and make an appointment to stay until I get drunk.

25. The sky is so beautiful and there are pink bubbles everywhere. Why does it break as soon as I touch it and splash all over me? 26. The dark night in front of me seemed to be covered with a pink curtain, and my body felt like a fire was burning, making the blood sizzle.

27. Above the dead life, I did see the flying pink butterflies, the snowflakes between the sky and the earth, and also the first hint of sunshine after the snow. 28. The spring breeze blows, and under the peach blossom tree, the fallen flowers are as colorful as a rain of pink flowers, dancing lightly in the sky. The handsome boy and girl are sitting on the peach tree, against the carved buildings and jade rain, and the blue sky and flowing clouds. Everything is beautiful. As shown in the figure.

29. There is a peach tree growing on the back hill of the school, on a very high steep wall. The peach blossoms that bloom every spring are different from the beauty of the rhododendrons in the botanical garden. The wind blows and falls to the ground with pink fragments... 30. Green wine bottle.

Pink lips.

Where they meet, those lost youths go away so gorgeously, leaving poor Xiaojiu, and the poor tears, flowing and flowing... 31. Graceful and free, pink flowers blooming in the underworld, The language of flowers is love, betrayal, and death.

Die for love. 32. Hand in hand with you, stepping on the pink petals all the way forward.

Looking at the peach blossoms raining all over the sky, you and I sit in the pavilion and drink and talk accompanied by the bells of Liangsi. 33. I have always longed to live on an island.

I would be ecstatic if the island was filled with pink briars. Sometimes you really need a trip to change the monotony.