Street lights huddled like furry balloons in the grey indigo sky.
Look at the sunset, slowly hiding in the grey and dark evening, and orange sunset, wiped by the abyss of the night.
The sea breeze is more urgent. Several old houses are hidden in the grey woods. The faded roofs and pillars are more and more decadent in the whistling wind.
It seems that the sky is different from what we usually see. There is a faint red in the grey. It is not the red dyed by sunshine, but the red, like the slowly seeping blood, diffuses.
At noon, the sun wanders in the grey clouds, the light and shadows give people melancholy.
This majestic city is situated in the soft belly of Ningzhou, as if forever shrouded in the grey fog brought about by the turbulent tide.
Looking at the old-fashioned street doors, lingering in the grey walls and tiles of the streets, listening to the teacher's endless explanations, like reading an old book, immersed in a long story.
On a cold winter evening, in the grey sky, heavy snow with roaring north wind fluttered down one after another, turning the streets and alleys into a silvery world of pink make-up and jade.
Just then, the wind blew a rift in the grey clouds, and in silver moonlight they reached the north end of the street.
When the car left Huangcao Dam, the sky was bright, the village was still hidden in the grey shadows, the horizon began to whiten, and through the window I saw Qixing running with the car.
Jo was the first to wake in the grey dawn of Christmas morning.
Subsequently, the murmur of several people and the sound of shoe striking on the stone appeared quietly, and the fog rushed in and out. Finally, a figure appeared in the grey fog crevice.
White vapor rose in the dark pines, and it seemed to be the only vapor moving in the grey dusk.
Memories of her are trapped in the grey cells of those who knew her, in photographs (analogue and digital), and in countless stories passed on by word of mouth.
If the misery in my heart could be compared to anything physical, it should be that crescent moon - hanging helpless and unsupported in the grey-blue sky, its feeble rays soon swallowed up by the darkness.
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This was not even the worn and jaded man whose face had so often met her own in the grey morning light.
At this time, there was a red light in the grey fog, which looked like a Kalgarian setting fire to the thatch roof of a house.
