Prompt: On the vast sea, a ship was sailing slowly, and a person was looking sideways at the sea. The wind blew his hair, covering half of his face, only revealing his eyes
Prompt: A sailor in tattered clothes fought against the waves in the stormy waves. Even though he might die in the next second, he did not flinch.
Prompt: A sailor in tattered clothes fought against the waves in the stormy waves. Even though he might die in the next second, he did not flinch.
Prompt: Facing the vast sea, you can see a little bit of profile, only the upper body looks very peaceful and distant
Prompt: There was a violent storm, the waves rolled up and slapped the fishing boat, there was lightning and thunder, dark clouds were covering, and a fisherman was swept into the sea by the waves.
Prompt: The lonely sail turns white In the blue sea fog!.. What is he looking for in a distant land? What did he throw in his native land
Prompt: The lonely sail turns white In the blue sea fog!.. What is he looking for in a distant land? What did he throw in his native land
Prompt: Entering the official sea, Xin Qiji had experienced ups and downs. He has repeatedly suffered setbacks in political struggles, but his perseverance and persistence in ideals are admirable. At this stage, he is a sailor sailing alone on the rough sea, facing the wind and breaking the waves, driving the ideal helmsman. Life is like waves coming one after another, while Xin Qiji remains open-minded and heroic despite the surging tide., contrast composition
Prompt: a blue background with red and yellow flowers and lanterns, oriental wallpaper, chinoiserie wallpaper, flowery wallpaper, handcrafted paper background, royal garden background, floral wallpaper, decorative background, chinoiserie pattern, beautiful wallpaper, flowers and butterflies, flowers background, ornate background, birds and butterflies, butterflies and birds, circus background, pinterest wallpaper, stylishly designed background
Style: Tile Texture
Prompt: There is another wonder in the world: The sea will swell violently, It will boil, it will howl, It rushes onto the empty shore, Will spill in a noisy run, And they will find themselves on the shore, In scales, like the heat of grief, Thirty-three heroes All the handsome men are daring, Young giants Everyone is equal, as if by selection, Uncle Chernomor is with them. High detail..
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: A grain of sand like in sea waves, How small is the spark in the eternal ice, Like fine dust in a strong whirlwind, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deep in this abyss, I'm lost, tired of thoughts
Prompt: Tired, with 45 years behind him, 30 of them sailing like a damn sailor. I believed I wouldn't die in this salty dungeon, but life, damn it, likes to catch you off guard. Now, here I am, staring at a whale-faced sea monster, the same one that has tormented me in my dreams for years. My companion, shaking like a green stick, hides at the bottom of the boat, unable to deal with the terror. I, with the last harpoon in my hands, pray that luck will guide my arm and hit the vital point of this colossal creature. In the background, our beloved ship burns in flames, a Dantesque scene, as if hell itself decided to welcome us. The sea doesn't care about your age or the stories you bring with you, it just wants to drown you in the unknown. And now, here, on the edge of this abyss, I can only think that perhaps I have lived too long for a tired sailor. trash cinema poster style,
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: Tired, with 45 years behind him, 30 of them sailing like a damn sailor. I believed I wouldn't die in this salty dungeon, but life, damn it, likes to catch you off guard. Now, here I am, staring at a whale-faced sea monster, the same one that has tormented me in my dreams for years. My companion, shaking like a green stick, hides at the bottom of the boat, unable to deal with the terror. I, with the last harpoon in my hands, pray that luck will guide my arm and hit the vital point of this colossal creature. In the background, our beloved ship burns in flames, a Dantesque scene, as if hell itself decided to welcome us. The sea doesn't care about your age or the stories you bring with you, it just wants to drown you in the unknown. And now, here, on the edge of this abyss, I can only think that perhaps I have lived too long for a tired sailor. John romita style illustration,
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: Tired, with 45 years behind him, 30 of them sailing like a damn sailor. I believed I wouldn't die in this salty dungeon, but life, damn it, likes to catch you off guard. Now, here I am, staring at a whale-faced sea monster, the same one that has tormented me in my dreams for years. My companion, shaking like a green stick, hides at the bottom of the boat, unable to deal with the terror. I, with the last harpoon in my hands, pray that luck will guide my arm and hit the vital point of this colossal creature. In the background, our beloved ship burns in flames, a Dantesque scene, as if hell itself decided to welcome us. The sea doesn't care about your age or the stories you bring with you, it just wants to drown you in the unknown. And now, here, on the edge of this abyss, I can only think that perhaps I have lived too long for a tired sailor. John romita style illustration,
Prompt: A man, bearing the weight of war on his shoulders, runs desperately towards the shore where a boat waits silently. His eyes reflect distress and urgency as he seeks refuge aboard the vessel. In this poignant scene, the man's shoulders carry the burden of suffering, while the shore offers a glimmer of uncertain hope, symbolized by the boat waiting quietly, ready to transport him away from the horrors of war towards an uncertain future.
Prompt: Sun, stars and moon, you're sitting alone again, sea, wind, bird's cry, why do you need a man, happiness, joy, silence, only you have yourself
Prompt: (8k, best quality, masterpiece, ultra highres:1.2) Photo of Su Shi again, he closes his eyes, sighs softly, like a lonely boat drifting on the sea of his heart, showing his extreme loneliness.
Prompt: On a stormy night, a young girl stood by the seaside. The sky was densely covered with clouds, foretelling an impending tempest. The sea below churned with turbulent waves, splashing and spraying in the howling wind.
Prompt: A man, his back turned to us, flees the ravages of war, his worn attire bearing witness to the turmoil he leaves behind. Desperation etched in his movements, he sprints towards the silent solace of a waiting boat on the shore. In the simplicity of his fleeing figure, we glimpse the raw reality of escape from conflict, a silent narrative told through the urgency in his stride and the weary fabric of his clothing.
Prompt: A man, his back turned to us, flees the ravages of war, his worn attire bearing witness to the turmoil he leaves behind. Desperation etched in his movements, he sprints towards the silent solace of a waiting boat on the shore. In the simplicity of his fleeing figure, we glimpse the raw reality of escape from conflict, a silent narrative told through the urgency in his stride and the weary fabric of his clothing.
Prompt: The gentleman embraced the horizon with his elbows, his gaze stitching buttons to the clouds, wearing a hat made of sunset whispers and a coat woven with the laughter of ancient typewriters.
Prompt: There is another wonder in the world: The sea will swell violently, It will boil, it will howl, It rushes onto the empty shore, Will spill in a noisy run, And they find themselves on the shore, In scales, like the heat of grief, Thirty-three heroes All the handsome men are daring, Young giants Everyone is equal, as if by selection, The guy is with them. There is a princess beyond the sea, What you can't take your eyes off: During the day the light of God is eclipsed, At night it illuminates the earth, The moon shines under the scythe, And in the format:
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: The confused Aurelius was walking on the beach. He suddenly saw a huge rock standing still despite the constant impact of the tide. Finally, the waves that had exhausted all their strength had to give up and retreat quietly. This scene deeply inspired Aurelius. He told himself that in the face of the huge waves of fate, he could only grit his teeth and persevere, and the suffering would eventually retreat uninvited. So he no longer escaped, but faced the various difficulties thrown by fate. In this way, he suffered little by little, resolved little by little, and finally turned the tide and consolidated the rule of ancient Rome.
Prompt: Drawn by the call of the unknown, a lone man bravely ventures aboard an old boat, his belongings carefully packed alongside him. The boat, steeped in the history of time, seems ready to reveal its mysteries to the intrepid sailor. However, as the boat frees itself from the tranquility of the banks, an unexpected gust carries away some of its belongings, scattering them in an unpredictable dance on the deck. Despite this loss, the man, imbued with renewed determination, decides to continue his journey, carrying with him the burden of the unknown and the promise of an adventure that promises to be as captivating as it is mysterious.
Prompt: A vast blue expanse stretched as far as the eye could see, its surface shimmering in the light of the rising sun. Gentle waves rolled across the water, their rhythm a soothing accompaniment to the cries of seagulls wheeling above. A light salty breeze carried the tang of the ocean on every inhale. An air of tranquility and raw natural beauty pervaded the scene, evoking feelings of awe for the power and endlessness of the sea. Its mood could shift in an instant, a reminder of the need for humility before nature's grandeur. For now, all was calm - a peaceful morning where one could sit and find perspective, gaining a sense of one's small place within the world.
Prompt: A 16:9 close-up of a 40-year-old woman, showcasing her flawless, glowing skin and subtle smile. Keywords: Flawless, Subtle Smile, Glowing Skin, Graceful Aging, Confidence Camera Type: Mirrorless Camera Lens Type: Prime lens Time of Day: Morning Style of Photograph: Natural and Authentic Type of Film: Digital
Prompt: A man, who is the astronaut, met a huge stormy planet that he never ever seen. He thought that he would die, being drawn by the storm of the planet, But he, who is a brave person, couldn't have given up. Hetried to and tried to , finally he has gotten out of it.
Prompt: an astonishingly beautiful female pirate watching out to the far seas, wind in her hair, hot sunny day
Prompt: color photo of a businessman: - 100 Days: Emotionally drained and overwhelmed, his face marked with deep lines of stress, and a sense of resignation in his expression.The environment varies: - 100 Days: A barren hotel room, devoid of personal touches, mirroring a feeling of isolation and detachment. The mood and atmosphere:- 100 Days: Overwhelming and suffocating, with a pervasive feeling of despair and exhaustion. Camera settings: Shot with a professional-grade Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, using Fujifilm Pro 400H film, and a 50mm prime lens. Various techniques are employed, including shallow depth of field to isolate the subject and enhance the emotional impact, as well as intentional use of shadows and light to create a sense of mood and atmosphere. Directors, cinematographers, photographers, fashion designers: Wes Anderson, Emmanuel Lubezki, Annie Leibovitz, Alexander McQueen, Tim Walker, David Lynch, Christopher Doyle, Helmut Newton, Rick Owens, Sofia Coppola. —c 10 —ar 2:3
Prompt: The vast sea surged and rolled, just like the tumultuous waves in her heart. The beauty sat in a chair, her eyes unfocused, tears of sadness gently slipping down her cheeks. She gazed into the distance, the melody of lost feelings echoing in her heart, as the warmth and happiness of the past burst like bubbles. The chair beside her waited in loneliness for someone who would never return.
