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比喻热闹的成语，场面非常的热闹的四字词语

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比喻热闹的成语
热闹非凡、 载歌载舞、 高朋满座、
门庭若市、 人欢马叫、 盛况空前、
川流不息、 摩肩接踵、 花天锦地、
人山人海、 喜气洋洋、 鼓乐喧天
红飞翠舞、 鼓乐齐鸣、 笙歌鼎沸、
热火朝天、
比喻场面非常的热闹的四字词语
【成语】： 车龙马水
【拼音】： chē lóng mǎ shuǐ
【解释】： 车像流水，马像游龙。形容车马往来不绝，繁华热闹的景象。
【成语】： 繁华胜地
【拼音】： fán huá shèng dì
【解释】： 繁华：热闹，繁盛；胜地：有名且风景优美的地方。热闹的名胜之地。
【成语】： 鼓乐齐鸣
【拼音】： gǔ yuè qí míng
【解释】： 击鼓和奏乐声一齐响。形容热闹景象。
【出处】： 郭沫若《虎符》第二幕：“群众起来，鼓乐齐鸣。”
【成语】： 花天锦地
【拼音】： huā tiān jǐn dì
【解释】： 形容繁华热闹。
【出处】： 明·冯梦龙《古今小说》第五卷：“行至长安，果然是花天锦地，比新丰市又不相同。”
【成语】： 门庭若市
【拼音】： mén tíng ruò shì
【解释】： 庭：院子；若：象；市：集市。门前和院子里人很多，象市场一样。原形容进谏的人很多。现形容来的人很多，非常热闹。
【成语】： 人喊马嘶
【拼音】： rén hǎn mǎ sī
【解释】： 人喊叫，马嘶鸣。形容纷乱扰攘或热闹欢腾的情景。
【出处】： 唐·卢纶《送韦判官得雨中山》：“人语马嘶听不得，更堪长路在云中。”
【成语】： 十字街头
【拼音】： shí zì jiē tóu
【解释】： 指纵横交叉、繁华热闹的街道。也借指人世间，现实社会。
【出处】： 宋·释普济《五灯会元·黄檗运禅师法嗣》：“一人在孤峰顶上无出身路，一人在十字街头亦无向背，且道那个在前，那个在后。”
扩展阅读：比喻热闹的句子，好句好段
曾经说过付出生命的誓言，却抵不住这繁华世界的一瞥。舍不得以前每个拥抱甜蜜的瞬间，现在却不想让自己再看见。说过不会掉下的泪水，此刻沸腾着我双眼
血染江山的画，不敌你眉间一朵朱砂，负了江山也罢，始终不过一场繁华。
遥望千年，走不出那梦里花间的蜜语甜言;阡陌红尘，终究一场繁华散尽。
我相信美好，认为拥有一成不变的惊喜。当疯狂过后，繁华落尽，看破了那片浮华下的脆弱。不忘初心，云淡风轻，游走在理性与感性的边缘。
飘啊飘，小雨点乐乐来到一座繁华的城市。它被眼前的一切惊呆了！只见马路上的汽车川流不息，忙碌的人们急匆匆地走在上班的路上，一座座立交桥犹如道道彩虹……
一场繁华的邂逅，一段静默的收场。
春，绝对是一幅饱蘸着生命繁华的画卷。无论是破土而出的，还是含苞待放的；无论是慢慢舒展的，还是缓缓流淌的；也无论是悄无声息的，还是莺莺絮语的，只要季节老人把春的帷幕拉开，他们就会用自己独特的方式，在这里汇演自然那神奇的活力。于是，开始在春天漫游。
生前苦了一辈子，痛了一辈子。倾了天下，也乱了繁华。
苍茫大地一剑尽挽破，何处繁华笙歌落。斜倚云端千壶掩寂寞，纵使他人空笑我。相忘谁先忘，倾国是故国。泠泠不肯弹，蹁跹影惊鸿。昔有朝歌夜弦之高楼，上有倾城倾国之舞袖。待浮花浪蕊俱尽，伴君幽独。
原来我只不过是只华丽的木偶，演尽了世间所有的繁华，才发现身后无数的金丝银线，牵动我的——-哪怕，一举手，一投足。
幸福就是牵着一双想牵的手，一起走过繁华喧嚣，一起守候寂寞孤独；就是陪着一个想陪的人，高兴时一起笑，伤悲时一起哭；就是拥有一颗想拥有的心，重复无聊的日子不乏味，做着相同的事情不枯燥……只要我们心中有爱，我们就会幸福，幸福就在当初的承诺中，就在今后的梦想里。
多少繁华成旧梦，未曾等到有缘人。
用我三生烟火，换你一生迷离。为你尘埃落定，倾覆一世繁华。
时光静好，与君语；细水长流，与君同；繁华落尽，与君老。想来这一生，总会有那么一个人，牵着你的手，将爱融入生命，倾一世温柔，与你一起待霜染白发，陪你看细水长流。
烟花般短暂的繁华旖旎，如今却空留我迷迷凄凄。
覆了天下也罢，始终不过是一场繁华。
我的语文老师姓王，他个子中等，中间头发有点秃顶，我们称王老师”聪明绝顶“。王老师知识丰富。每上一篇课文都要给我们介绍许多相关的资料。如学习第九课《古诗两首》时，王老师告诉我们：这两首古诗抒发了诗人在秋天里思念家乡思念亲人。叶绍翁写的《夜书所见》先是写客游在外，因秋风落叶，感到孤独郁闷，由看到远处篱笆下的灯火，料想是小孩在捉蟋蟀，不禁回忆起自己的故乡和童年的生活。《九月九日忆山东兄弟》作者是唐代著名诗人王维，他当时只有十七岁，正在长安谋取功名。恰逢重阳佳节，作者孤身飘泊于繁华热闹的帝都，倍感孤单，非常思念家乡亲人。便写下这首《九月九日忆山东兄弟》
或许是一个人生活的久了，愈发的喜欢着孤单，不想也不敢去踏足别人的繁华，只有在自己的世界里，静静的仰望天空。聆听到寂寞的歌唱，望不断的春花秋月，寒来暑往…
看过无数的繁华，看过现实的成功失败，我骨子里缺少的是坚持，恨，我打不过自己。
“雨滴”声中，一切都显得那么静谧。窗外的雨声不用聆听就穿窗越墙而入，提醒我冬雨在此刻的存在。游神般的望着窗外，雨一直下。天上不再有繁星，也没有皓月，那繁华的夜景里，五光十色的灯光也显得有些暗淡。不期而至的冬雨夹杂着飘逸的雪花，让我真实地感受到了冬天的存在。夜愈来愈深，冬雨也仿佛和着夜的节拍愈下愈大。它没有了春日里的娇贵，也没有了夏日里的张狂，更没有了秋日里的浪漫，有的只是沁人的冰冷。有雨的夜晚，尤其是冬季有雨的静夜，静思的心灵，飞翔得很远，为情为爱为思念为希望……
做人须简单，不沉迷幻想，不茫然未来，走今天的路，过当下的生活；不慕繁华，不必雕琢，对人朴实，做事踏实；不要太吝啬，不要太固守，要懂得取舍，要学会付出；不负重心灵，不伪装精神，让脚步轻盈，让快乐常在；不贪功急进，不张扬自我，成功时低调，失败后洒脱。简单是我们人生的底色。
繁华都市夜空下掩埋的悲殇！如哪没人愿提起鲜红玫瑰的葬礼～！抵死绽放～刹那凋零～～
幸福就是牵着一双想牵的手，一起走过繁华喧嚣，一起守候寂寞孤独；就是陪着一个想陪的人，高兴时一起笑，伤悲时一起哭；就是拥有一颗想拥有的心，重复无聊的日子不乏味，做着相同的事情不枯燥……只要我们心中有爱，我们就会幸福，幸福就在当初的承诺中，就在今后的梦想里。
溟朦沥沥，烦心八月，寻眸一片繁华，只闻多雨之味……
没用的东西，再便宜也不要买；不爱的人，再寂寞也不要依赖。耐得住寂寞，才守得住繁华。
也许一个人要走很长的路，经历过生命中无数突如其来的繁华和苍凉，才会变得成熟。
岁月落尽了繁华，鲜血染透了戎甲，谁能为你君临天下？
人生梦一场，声色犬马花红柳绿，只是一时的繁华葱茏。暮色归途，你无非是孤独而来，寂寞离去。
古往今来，人类生生世世在编织着梦想与希冀。遥望苍穹，星空闪烁着诉说着先人祈福的呢喃和虔诚的祷告；那梦想是如此真实，又如此遥远，因为那是心中不灭的追求，是浮于现实的繁华与幻想。
无路可遁，有你的彼岸，才是繁华的终点。任天地寂寥，沧海桑田，一路穿越荆棘奔向心之梦苑。爱，一念千年。终究逃不过一个情字，推开了千古的风月。纵然是飞娥扑火，也要在燃尽的一刻，涅磐成高僧不朽的舍粒，在你心头生生的打坐。仿佛如是，才能让灵魂得以飞升超越，而所有的痴望也将从此安然入定。
扩展阅读：形容比喻热闹的句子带有英文翻译
当繁华落尽，世界已腿去色彩，玫瑰也化作了尘埃，我的心即使在黑夜中也难以掩盖，是你让我相思成灾。
When the prosperity is gone, the world has lost its color, and the rose has turned into dust, my heart is hard to cover even in the dark, it is you who make me yearn for disaster.
辇毂繁华事可伤，师师重老过湖湘。
The hub of chariot can be hurt by the bustling business. The teachers are more senior than Hunan.
如今的繁华都市，被各种各样刺眼的灯光笼罩着，总给人一种闷得透不过气来的感觉。而在一片喧嚣之外，却有一处灯光，它没有霓虹灯那样绚丽多彩，没有太阳灯那样耀眼，也不像灯笼那样充满着喜气，它散发出的是昏黄暗淡但却柔和的光。
Nowadays, the bustling city is shrouded by all kinds of dazzling lights, which always gives people a feeling of suffocation. But in addition to the noise, there is a light. It is not as colorful as neon lights, as dazzling as sunglasses, or as happy as lanterns. It emits dim yellow but soft light.
无论千年孤寂，或是百年繁华，也都不是我们能够触摸的到的。与其被深深的刺伤，又何不避其锋芒，绕道而行呢？很多伤痕，其实都是每个人自身芸酿的。而不知，平平淡淡才是真。
Whether it's a thousand years of loneliness or a hundred years of prosperity, it's not something we can touch. Instead of being stabbed deeply, why not avoid its sharp point and make a detour? Many scars are actually made by everyone himself. But I don't know. It's just plain.
名利繁华过眼烟云飘，聚散得失匆匆身边跑，静下心来看谁始终相伴，一直不变的是家人和朋友的惦念。一声问候让一直向前奔的你，泪水潸然，朋友啊，这问候是送你永远的暖。世界问候日，祝你幸福常在，心境长安。
Fame and fortune are flourishing, gathering and dispersing gains and losses, and running around in a hurry. It's family and friends who are always with us. A greeting to let you run forward, tears, friends, this greeting is to send you forever warm. World greetings day, I wish you happiness and peace of mind.
1繁华历尽，方知平凡是真；回首沧桑，只想平淡如水。
Only when the prosperity is gone can we know that the ordinary is true; when we look back on the vicissitudes of life, we just want to be plain as water.
我总是躲在季节的深处，听花与黑夜唱尽梦魇，唱尽繁华，唱断所有记忆的来路。
I always hide in the depths of the season, listening to the flowers and the night singing the nightmare, singing the prosperity, singing off all the memories.
兴致勃勃地从繁华的南京路出来，循着上海海关大楼大钟亲切的呼唤，感受着黄浦江温柔的气息，沿着外滩堤岸的无障碍通道登上宽阔的江岸大堤，放眼四望，一幕幕人文景致映入眼帘，我的思绪与黄浦江汇集在一起，犹如滔滔江水，波澜起伏，心潮翻滚，感慨万千。
Following the warm call of Shanghai Customs Building bell and feeling the gentle breath of Huangpu River, I stepped on the broad riverbank dike along the barrier free channel of the Bund dike, looked around, and saw the scenes of cultural landscape. My thoughts and Huangpu River gathered together, like surging river, waves and waves, and emotions rolling Thousand.
你的世界，是我忘记旋律的一首歌;我的寂寞，却哭不出声响。你的苍桑，路遇我的繁华凄凉，我反复吟唱，却成了年华无法停驻的忧伤。
Your world is a song that I forget the melody; my loneliness, but I can't cry. Your Cangsang, the way to meet my prosperous and desolate, I chant repeatedly, but it has become the sadness that the time can't stop.
喧闹的年代如风一般远去，那颗经过生活磨砺的心，却已变得沉静柔软，撒下了温情种子，萌生出平和的心境。不再去追逐一场繁华，知道时光是把无情剑，会消遣世上的一切，好花也难免缤纷一地，盛景也有暗淡的一天。平淡的岁月，伴随我们质朴的生命，眺望细水长流，闻听鸟语花香，一起走到人生的尽头。
The noisy age is gone like the wind. The heart honed by life has become quiet and soft. It sows the seeds of tenderness and sprouts a peaceful state of mind. No longer to pursue a prosperous, know that time is a ruthless sword, will entertain everything in the world, good flowers will inevitably be a colorful place, the grand scenery also has a dim day. Plain years, with our simple life, overlooking the long stream, listening to birds and flowers, together to the end of life.
究竟是谁遗憾了一场繁华的盛宴，谁又先逃离了一次成长的聚会，青春的悲欢离合，谁又在不经意间明媚了一路的风光。时光幻绘成缱绻的烟云。
Who regretted a prosperous feast, who escaped from a growing party first, the joys and sorrows of youth, who inadvertently brightened the scenery all the way. Time is drawn into the clouds of love.
人生就是一场戏，福祸不定；聚散相依；悲喜相交；贫富相差；得失相随，花开花落皆有定数，高高低低终有时。路过的都算风景，经历的都是懂得，繁华安居未必暖，粗茶淡饭见真情，辉煌终会落幕，绝处亦能逢生，船过水更幽，云过天更蓝，峰回路转会看到更好的风景。日月两盏灯，春秋一场梦，红尘看破了不过是浮沉；生命看破了不过是无常；爱情看破了不过是聚散。风华是一指流砂，苍老一段年华，百年后不过是一场花开的时光。
Life is a play, with uncertain blessings and misfortunes; gathering and dispersing; sharing sorrows and joys; the difference between the rich and the poor; gains and losses follow each other, with a certain number of flowers blooming and falling, sometimes high and low. What we pass by is scenery. What we have experienced is knowing that it is not necessarily warm to live in a prosperous and peaceful life. We can see the true feelings when we have no food and drink. The glory will come to an end. We can also see the life in the absolute place. The boat will pass through the water more quietly, the cloud will pass through the sky more blue, and the peak circuit transfer will see a better scenery. The sun and the moon are two lights, a dream in spring and autumn. When the world of mortals sees through it, it is only floating; when life sees through it, it is impermanence; when love sees through it, it is gathering. Fenghua refers to quicksand, a period of old age, a hundred years later is just a blooming time.
似乎好多年了，都是我一个人注视着这繁华的世界，看着他人的开心与热闹，然后蹲下来抱抱自己，站起来继续前行。。又是一个人的中秋节，有些伤感了。
It seems that for many years, I have been watching the prosperous world alone, watching other people's happiness and bustle, and then squatting down to hug myself, standing up and moving on.. It's the Mid Autumn Festival again, a little sad.
在我们的倾斜的世界里，整个城市喧扰而繁华，我们在昏黄的灯光下行走，城市的窒息给我们带来了一点绝望和心灵的震撼，人们都是在这样的环境下生活的，他们都只顾自己的生活，没有时间去顾及这个被工程师雕琢地危险笼罩的城市，也没有时间去装扮这个蛛网成群的城市文明。
In our inclined world, the whole city is noisy and prosperous. We walk in the dim yellow light. The suffocation of the city brings us a little despair and a shock to our hearts. People live in such an environment. They are all only concerned with their own lives, and they have no time to consider the city that is surrounded by danger carved by engineers, and they have no time to dress up the spider The city civilization of the
group.
思念，就像秋风中的落叶，孤独的飘零，荡出丝丝的惆怅，在寂寞中沉落。或许只有抓住瞬间的独白，才能体会得到其中的苦涩。我暗自神伤，离开繁华的都市，一个人守侯空虚自其其乐自给自足，过着单调却规律冷清又宁静的生活。
Missing, like the leaves in the autumn wind, flutters lonely, swings out the silk melancholy, sinks in the loneliness. Perhaps only by grasping the monologue of the moment can we realize the bitterness. I secretly feel sad, leaving the bustling city, a person waiting for emptiness and self-sufficiency, leading a monotonous but regular and quiet life.
暗香缕缕，丝丝袅袅烟茶。飞云堕影，清风如许，旧绿染窗纱。娇莺藏巧，弱柳梢头，雨晴一弯月牙，素弦谁拨，隔楼秦筝里，歌声幽咽,泪染朱砂。倚窗犹听浣溪沙，无心再续，冰丝写怨多情泪，小庭静，帘影里,，犹自剪灯花，且消磨，经年旧事，已成闲话，谁解繁华，终究蝶梦一霎，千里关山，梦寄天涯。
The fragrance is continuous and the *** oke is curling. Flying clouds and shadows, the breeze is like this, the old green dye window. The delicate warbler hides skillfully, the weak willow shoots, the rain and the clear crescent moon, the plain string who plucks, in the Qin Zheng of the next floor, the singing is faint, the tears dye cinnabar. Leaning against the window, listening to the Huanxi sand, no intention to continue. Bing Si writes about the sentimental tears. The *** all court is quiet. In the shade, he still cuts the lanterns and spends his time. After years of old, it has become idle talk. Who can understand the prosperity? After all, the butterfly dream is a moment, a thousand miles off the mountain, and the dream is sent to the end of the world.
繁华之中如何在生繁花，梦境之上，如何在现梦境。
How to live in the prosperity of flowers, dreams, how to present dreams.
梦落三千尺愁深似海，繁华遗落散满地。记忆轮回里，我举杯，在奈何桥上满口饮尽。
Dreams fall three thousand feet deep sorrow like the sea, bustling scattered scattered. In the reincarnation of memory, I raise my glass and drink all over the bridge.
越来越多的车，我们堵了；越来越多的楼，我们矮了；越来越多的钱，我们穷了：繁华落尽，始见内心；简单是纯，快乐是真。
More and more cars, we are blocked; more and more buildings, we are short; more and more money, we are poor: the prosperous end, see the heart; simple is pure, happy is true.