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: The confused Aurelius was walking on the beach. He suddenly saw a huge stone that remained standing despite the constant impact of the tide.
Prompt: On the shores of the forgotten sea, where the waters whisper secrets, ancient ruins loom. Their stones are worn by time and tide, yet they stand resilient, guardians of histories submerged beneath the waves, where every tide brings a tale, and every wave sings of bygone eras.
Prompt: Since Aurelius was 12 years old, he determined to become a philosopher. He was full of desire for philosophy, but felt physically and mentally exhausted from government affairs. On one side is the ideal he loves, and on the other side is the responsibility he has to bear. Aurelius is in a dilemma and is very painful. Gradually, he realized in reflection that since he could not change the reality, he might as well change his own perception.
Prompt: Since Aurelius was 12 years old, he determined to become a philosopher. He was full of desire for philosophy, but felt physically and mentally exhausted from government affairs. On one side is the ideal he loves, and on the other side is the responsibility he has to bear. Aurelius is in a dilemma and is very painful. Gradually, he realized in reflection that since he could not change the reality, he might as well change his own perception.
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: 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: From the few words of Aurelius, we can deeply understand the emotions behind these words. At that time, the ancient Roman Empire had already begun to decline. Foreign invasion, internal turmoil, and various social problems made him anxious. He comforted himself in the book: \"No, it should be said that I am so lucky. Although I encountered such a thing, I was not injured, was neither shattered by the current situation, nor fearful of the future.
Prompt: Characters: Marcos Pérez; Description: Traumatized survivor avoiding the sea; Era: Modern times; Clothing: Casual attire with a haunted look; Location: Coastal town near Bahía Blanca; Action: Refusing to venture into the ocean again; Background: Foreboding waves crashing on the shore; Shot: Long shot of the vast ocean; Style: Hyper-realistic photo realism, cinematography --ar 9:16.
Prompt: Along terraced cliffsides flaking into the surf, brazen tortoises kept watch through aeons of empires rising and falling, bearing silent witness to invasions come and gone across the ages from their lonely perches high above conquered shores.
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Prompt: Along titanic shorelines creaked in the winds prodigious shells larger than cathedrals, ephemeral murals within telling of vanished plesiosaurs who ruled blue dominions conquered in time by that most inexorable surf yet rule these sands still in ghostly anthropic form weathered by the billows of change, discovery and history's tides turning eternally.
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Prompt: Create an evocative visual metaphor: Picture the relentless onslaught of life's turbulent waves, representing the overwhelming nature of stress and anxiety. Amidst this tempest stands a majestic, unwavering lighthouse, a symbol of resilience and inner strength. The crashing waves, a maelstrom of emotions, relentlessly test the lighthouse's steadfastness. The scene should convey the profound message that even in the fiercest storms, there exists an unyielding beacon of hope and stability.
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: In 161 AD, the 40-year-old Aurelius had just become emperor and began his arduous journey to power. War is raging, his trusted men are waiting for an opportunity to seize power, and frustration and pressure are sweeping in like a storm.
Prompt: But there was a wet trace in the wrinkle Old cliff. Alone He stands, deep in thought, And he cries quietly in the desert.
Prompt: Under the apocalyptic sky, ominous clouds shroud the precarious seascape. The ocean, for reasons unknown, churns violently; colossal waves surge and roll, carrying an uneasy and volatile force. The suspension bridge teeters on the brink of collapse amid the raging winds, its fractured cables swaying like threads of fate. In this tempestuous maelstrom, solitary seagulls soar amidst the darkening clouds, their calls resembling mournful hymns, perhaps foretelling the ominous arrival of doomsday. The sea and land seem to edge towards a cataclysmic brink, while the darkness brought by the clouds hints at an irretrievable fate. This tableau serves as a silent harbinger of impending doom, a visual narrative interweaving destruction and hope, leaving humanity's future ensnared in boundless uncertainty and challenge.
Prompt: The sea will swell violently, 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, Uncle Chernomor is with them. High detail...
Style: Fantasy Art
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 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: Draw a person in medieval attire, standing in the surging waves, with a hint of starlight in his eyes. He feels like the god of this sea.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: The waves crashed against the shore, mingling seawater with raindrops, permeating the air with a fresh yet piercing fragrance. The girl's footsteps left blurry imprints, as if silently narrating the resilient anthem of her life.
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: Character unexpectedly stumbles over a small, unnoticed rock. The scene captures the subtlety of the mistake, highlighting the character's mid-trip posture and an expression of genuine surprise and regret. Soft lighting and natural surroundings add a touch of irony, underscoring the seemingly disproportionate consequence of such a minor misstep.
Prompt: As waves crash upon the shore, we stand,Connected to nature, hand in hand.Let our love for the ocean forever be,A testament to our shared humanity.
Prompt: A dark storm descends upon the open sea, putting a small sailboat in grave danger. The Coast Guard, alerted to the critical situation, launches a rescue mission. Describe the drama unfolding amidst the furious waves, the race against time by the Coast Guard to save the distressed crew, and the moment when they manage to bring the sailboat, on the verge of sinking, to safety
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: Paint a treacherous scene of the journey towards the Isle of Azural. The sea is a tumultuous canvas, adorned with menacing reefs that lurk just below the surface, threatening to tear apart any vessel that dares to navigate too close. Among these treacherous waters lie mini-islands, each seemingly inhospitable, with rocky shores and jagged cliffs, creating a labyrinthine path to the coveted Isle of Azural. Use vivid language to convey the looming danger, the crashing waves, and the sense of isolation amidst this chaotic and unforgiving seascape
Style: Digital Art
Prompt: The protagonist Bob is a boy, watercolor painting, warm style,However, as he walks on the sandy shore, he begins to feel something strange – the sand beneath his feet is as sticky as glue.
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: Photo of the AURIS Senat exhibition car, in the style of wood carving,curls of bulino, dark background with red backlight, large-scale,super detailed,complex detail, RAW
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a woman in a white dress holding a Bouquet of Pink Flowers at home, a picture, by Jin Homura, pixiv, with dark hair tied up in a bun, range murata and artgerm, [32k hd]^10, lovingly looking at camera, 64x64, - - ar 9 : 1 6, profile picture, sexy, sexy woman, attractive, beautiful, admirable, kawaii, beautiful face, smile, happy face, smooth skin, great color, (((long hairstyle))), (((particule of lights) )), (((glow color
Negative: unnatural, unrealistic, cartoon, illustration, painting, drawing, unreal engine, oversaturated, low saturation, surreal, underexposed, overexposed, jpeg artifacts, conjoined, aberrations, multiple levels, harsh lighting, anime, sketches, twisted, video game, photoshop, creative, UI, abstract, collapsed, rotten, extra windows, open mouth, teeth, low saturation
Style: Photographic
Prompt: ...---... red red white dark cabaret style best quality, ultra high res, full body in frame, photorealistic, ultra detailed face and body,a 25-year-old woman in a long leather coat, arms spread to the sides, dynamic pose
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: Create an image depicting the onset of war on 'Île d’Azural.' Show a turbulent sea with crashing waves, dark and ominous skies looming above. Illustrate the shoreline littered with destroyed ships, remnants of naval battles, while billowing smoke and chaotic debris fill the air. Emphasize the somber atmosphere with a sense of impending conflict and turmoil, portraying the escalation of tensions and the onset of chaos as the island plunges into the ravages of war.
Prompt: The glistening jasper waters ebbed and flowed across the cobalt sea glass shore, illuminated by the argent beams of the rising moon, its pale azure light shimmering upon the gentle waves like a veil of crystal silk. Hidden coves and secluded inlets curled amidst abstract outcroppings of aquamarine basalt, their softly sloping curves etched with delicate swirling patterns that appeared to dance and change with every motion of the tide. Within these secret places, ephemeral visions seemed to emerge from the shimmering rock faces, ephemeral figures awakening from a timeless slumber to revel beneath the moon's dreaming touch.
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