Look at the scenery through the window

The beautiful sentence of looking at the scenery through the window is:

1, bored looking at the transparent French window, outside the window is a silent world, night pigeons dive in the night sky, and gray clouds slowly climb over the sky! Everything seems to be back to the beginning in an instant, and the memories wake up here and quietly precipitate into the original beauty in the silence full of eardrums!

2. In the early morning, just when I opened the window, a fresh air came at me. With the continuous golden light, the sun came out and showed a kind smile.

3. Sunlight enters from the east window and is screened into a mottled mixture of light yellow and gray black by the gauze curtain of hollowed-out flowers, and falls on Lin Baishuang's forehead, just like some mysterious words.

The butterflies flying outside the window are falling slowly, and the white wings are shining in the air. Inside and outside the window, at this moment, it suddenly became boundless silence.

5, warm sunshine, through the dense glass windows, has become a small golden spot.

6. Lazy sunshine comes in through the window, and the air is filled with the smell of spring grass. Pedestrians on the road made light footsteps. Morning has come, and the chirping birds and bright spring flowers show the beauty and joy of spring.

7. The trees outside the window are swaying. I don't know whether they are cheerful or cold, but one thing is certain: children playing by the roadside outside the window are happy!

8. Outside the window are dense branches and leaves, thick green, so pleasant. One meter of sunlight shone into the window and lit up my cheeks. Every morning is colorful, like an immortal legend.

9. Looking out of the window, the crackling red dots burst open one by one, like red beans in an oil pan, dancing with cheerful steps! People have covered their ears to dodge, but they also have uncontrollable impulses and excitement!

10, my eyes accidentally went through the window, ah! When did the quiet railings become so cute? The fist-sized bird stood there, twisting its head from time to time, as if listening! Yes, they are listening to our reading!