In daily study, work or life, everyone must have come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following are 10 essays on landscape topics that I collected and compiled. I hope they can help you. Essay on Landscape Topic 1
The scenery that remains in my heart
Time is like running water. The ruthless years have washed away many memories, but some memories can be washed away by time. Rinse it, but the memory is still fresh.
On Friday, there was a heavy rain as soon as school was over. I listened to the rain under my umbrella all the way, and my mood was made dull by the rain. I felt a little unhappy. Unexpectedly, when I approached the door, I found that I didn't bring the key with me. Alas, I was helpless. I sighed softly, feeling even more depressed. He bent down and spread a newspaper on the steps, sat down, slowly opened his schoolbag, took out his homework and leaned it on his lap to start writing. But God seemed to be against me. People kept walking by, getting up, and sitting down again. This seemed to be a continuous movement. Gradually, people became numb, and I began to be indifferent to it all. I mechanically repeated these two movements, which seemed to be a bit like Su Shi's "There is no wind or rain or sunshine." .
I don’t know how long it took, and it was getting dark. I raised my head, and was attracted by such a picture. No, I should say I was touched. It was an old woman in her sixties. A one- or two-year-old toddler was walking back and forth on the stairs. When the old lady saw me raising my head, she smiled at me. Suddenly, this familiar smile made me feel dazed for a moment. Isn't that my grandmother's smile? For a moment, I had the urge to step forward and call "Grandma". But I didn’t, because I knew it wasn’t and couldn’t be. The grandfather and grandson were still walking up and down, one step at a time, very slowly... How could an old man in his 60s stand up to this? They would have to rest soon, I thought. But the footsteps never stopped, they just kept moving stubbornly. Looking at the scenery in front of me, I no longer had the intention to do my homework. I just looked at the grandparents and grandchildren carefully. The old lady’s silver hair was still mixed with a few black hairs. , but there is always that kind smile on his face, which makes people feel so kind. The child's eyes are full of innocence and persistence. Suddenly, my heart suddenly trembled because I was moved by this love between ancestors and grandchildren, and my heart, which had always been indifferent, became a little happy and warm...
Yes, my childhood grandma Isn't it the same? Big hands holding small hands, a pair of eyes full of love, a coldness that can affect everything, always making people friendly and natural.
I have traveled to many places where the natural scenery is beautiful. I do not deny this, but isn’t the love between ancestors and grandchildren the best in the scenery? Pure and noble. Every bit, every trace is full of the language of love. Like a glass of mellow wine, the longer it is kept, the more worthy of recollection...
The love between ancestors and grandchildren is a landscape of love that I keep in my heart. Landscape Topic Essay 2
"It’s another year of cool autumn wind, and the ground is full of yellow leaves." The yellow leaves are all over the ground, the sky is blue, everything is blown clean and translucent by the autumn wind, we are restless, walking through In the autumn park.
Looking from a distance, there is a wall of flaming red ivy, one large area connected to another, fluffy and bright red, like a red scarf around the park. When I got closer to the red scarf, I found that it was so fresh and natural. The veins were symmetrical and clear, distributed on the palm-shaped leaves. A gust of wind blew by, and a wall of small palms swayed in the wind, waving warmly to us. The joyful red is so red that it touches our eyes. It seems that there is a new life on every red leaf, growing and beating.
Walking along the quiet forest paths, I found that the leaves were already dyed with autumn colors, gold, yellow, and red, as if they were in a colorful fairy tale world. The patch of Populus euphratica in front of us is dazzlingly yellow under the sunlight. The autumn wind blows, and the leaves of Populus euphratica are dancing like golden butterflies.
Continue walking forward, and a row of orange-red apricot trees appears in front of you. Standing under the apricot tree, leaves fell gently on my head and body. I picked up a leaf, heart-shaped, half red, half orange, half red and half yellow, like a ball of burning flames, red. Is it spending the rest of its life showing all its enthusiasm to autumn? I quietly put "a ball of fire" into my pocket.
The weeds and fallen leaves on the ground are mixed together and colorful. Here they are golden, there they are green; here they are dark green, there they are dark purple...Who is it? A carpet was spread on the floor.
I lowered my head, looked at it carefully, and savored it slowly. Their colors were so well-proportioned and one after another. They decorated themselves with colors, combined, gradient, and mixed them, and then rendered these colors into their own. On a thin body. They range from inconspicuous to noticed, from ordinary to gorgeous to dreamy. I was immersed in their brilliant colors.
"The situation is high and windy at night, and yellow leaves are flying in the mountains." Another gust of autumn wind blows, bringing with it the smell of autumn and the intoxicating colors. Essay on Landscape Topics Part 3
Today, I was extremely excited to participate in the fourth stop of the young reporters' interview group with my parents. Because it was my first time to participate, I There was more curiosity and expectation in my heart.
First of all, we gathered at the sales department of Zihu International Golf Villa. At first, my parents and I looked at the villa real estate model planning drawings in the sales department, and listened to the uncle from the sales department explain some of the surrounding environment of the villa building. , design concept and life and leisure functions. When I walked to the terrace, bursts of fresh air hit my face, which was very refreshing. Looking around, the quiet lake, lush forests, green mountains and green waters come into view. It is like a landscape fantasy, extremely beautiful.
Then we started climbing Zimao Mountain. It was also my first time to climb Zimao Mountain. From the foot of the mountain, I saw undulating mountains. Being in Zimao Mountain, you will see waterfalls on high cliffs, jingling springs, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers along the way, which is refreshing. There are many fruit trees along the mountain road, which cover the sky with thick shade and are lush and green. My parents told me that they are longan, lychee, bayberry, etc. Through this mountain climbing, I not only exercised my body, but also listened to my parents' lectures along the way.
After returning from mountain climbing, the most exciting activity began. That was the part I was most looking forward to, which was making a DIY cake for my mother as a Mother’s Day gift. I was very devoted to the process of making the cake. , I want to inject all my usual love for my mother into this cake. When I personally gave the cake I made to my mother, I saw my mother's tears of happiness. Mom, you have worked hard, and I will love you forever!
This event is really colorful! Finally, there is a program to experience golf in person. I saw photos of my uncle playing golf on my mother’s WeChat and thought he was very handsome! I didn’t expect that I could play golf at such a young age, and I was so happy. At first, I was playing around with a golf club. My father joked that I was like a farmer uncle hoeing the field. Haha, but after listening to the coach's explanation, my movements were corrected immediately. Although it was not quite in place and the strength in the swing was still not enough, my father said that my movements were much better and I had begun to like this sport. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely come to practice with my parents. When I grow up, I will become a golf enthusiast like my uncle.
I had a very happy and meaningful time at this parent-child activity for little reporters, and it left me with endless aftertaste. It not only enriched our weekend activities and allowed me to broaden my horizons and experience golf personally, but more importantly, it gave me the opportunity to make gifts for my mother with my own hands. It also allowed me to say to my dear mother in advance: "Mother Happy Holidays”! Essay on Landscape Topic Part 4
There are many definitions of scenery. Some people say that scenery is a harmonious picture, some people say that scenery is a beautiful picture, and some people say that scenery is... But I say that the scenery is a touching picture that greets the eye.
I remember last time, a few friends and I went to Bianhe Street. We ate and drank there. We also rented a few bicycles to ride there. But then, we were blocked by a rickety figure and an emaciated figure.
The person blocking us was an old woman about sixty years old with a little girl. The old woman looked at us with pleading eyes, as if to say: "Have mercy on us!" We haven't eaten for a day. ''Looking at their poor appearance, I felt my nose was sore. We all discussed it for a while and decided to give them one-third of the remaining money we had. When the old lady saw us taking out more than 20 bucks, she quickly said, "You don't need so much, just a little bit is enough. Thank you!" He quickly said to the little girl next to him, "Thank you, brother!" "The little girl happily said thank you to us. We said goodbye to them and continued to play, but with less money in our pockets and more joy in our hearts. When we were going back, we saw the old woman and the little girl. But instead of begging from others, they took out a few yuan from their pockets and said to the little boy in front of them who was also wearing rags: "Kid, grandma still has a few yuan, here you go, take it." Use it."
For a moment, my eyes became moist. I thought that the old lady was so kind. She obviously had no money, but she gave money to people who were poorer than him. I asked myself, if I was so poor, could I give money to poorer people like the old lady? I think I shouldn't be able to.
Who dares to say that this is not a scenic line? But in my opinion, this is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen. Essay on Landscape Topic Part 5
The four seasons cycle, and autumn is here. Every season has its own beauty. There are young leaves in spring, lush forests in summer, and white snow in winter. What about autumn? The autumn girl has her own way. The blue sky in autumn is always cloudless, and the blue color seems to hide a kind of wonder.
In autumn, the fruits are abundant, pineapples are covered with iron clothes, and grapes are dressed in purple robes...
In autumn, the air is crisp and clear. The farmer uncles who are farming are all harvesting crops with great interest. There are many colors of maple trees in autumn, red, yellow, green... colorful. Autumn leaves are very beautiful, very unique, oval, needle-shaped, palm-shaped, and strangely shaped. When the autumn leaves fall from the trees, they are like gold. When blown by the autumn wind, they dance in the air like butterflies...
Autumn is so beautiful. I love autumn scenery.
Essay on Landscape Topic Part 6
The breeze blew by, and the flowers and grass swayed gently, as if complaining that the wind had disturbed their sweet dreams. The bird sang intently as it flew in the air, showing off her sweet voice. In the classroom, the sound of students reading ripples throughout the campus. This is my school, the scenery here is unique!
With the crisp school bell, the teacher’s footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the students immediately sat upright on their chairs, waiting for the teacher to start class. Look! Class is on! The teacher lectured vividly in front of the familiar blackboard. The students listened carefully to the teacher's vivid speech in the audience, and bravely raised their hands to speak.
A class is like a wonderful dance music, played neither fast nor slow. Suddenly, the dance music stopped, and a timid little girl with red cheeks stood beside the seat, hemming and hawing, unable to answer the teacher's questions. But the teacher did not criticize her directly, but patiently helped her answer the question. Then the dance music started to play again, and a comfortable smile appeared on the student's face.
Ah! What a considerate teacher and what a beautiful scenery!
The long-awaited physical education class is finally here! The students were like a flood after the floodgates were opened, and they kept pouring into the playground. They are like jumping birds, playing and exercising on the playground, leaving behind the pressure and worries of study. The running game started. The physical education teacher gave the order, and the students shot out quickly like arrows. The game was going on in an orderly manner. At this time, with a "pop", a tall figure The petite girl tripped over her shoelaces and fell to the ground. There was blood on her knees. She couldn't help but cry in pain. Seeing this, her classmates stopped the game and took the injured girl carefully. He was lifted up on the ground and sent to the infirmary for treatment. Looking at the concerned eyes of her classmates, the girl forgot about the pain and smiled through her tears.
Ah! What a group of friendly classmates and what a beautiful scenery!
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-" class was over, and the teacher "summoned" the class representative to the stacks of books. Because the class representative was so thin, he was holding those thick books as if they would fall down at any time. It was very difficult. At this time, one of her friends passed by and saw her sweating profusely holding so many books. He immediately brought a large stack of books to help hold them. Two thin girls held two stacks of thick books. , with sweet smiles on their faces, feeling strong friendship with each other.
Ah! What a kind friend and what a beautiful scenery!
Thinking teachers, loving classmates, and kind friends form a beautiful landscape.
Ah! The scenery here is unique! Landscape Essay Part 7
Finally reached the top of the mountain. I greedily breathed the fresh air on the top of the mountain and sighed: "This is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen!" I saw her smiling and said: "The most beautiful scenery is far away in the horizon and right in front of me."
< p>Your smile makes time go back to a year ago. When I first came to No. 6 Middle School, I didn’t have any friends, so I especially hoped that I could use an exam to improve my image in the minds of teachers and classmates. Looking forward to it, I finally looked forward to the first monthly exam in my junior high school life. Before the exam, I always fantasize about getting good grades and having more and more classmates like to be friends with me.However, reality is not as beautiful as fantasy. In the first monthly exam in junior high school, my results were not satisfactory, especially in mathematics. I only scored 105 points.
Look at other people holding rolls of paper with more than 110 points in their hands, and look at the happy and satisfied smiles on other people’s faces. Sitting aside, I tried to control my tears several times, but in the end the tears quickly soaked my eyes like a raging flood. I lay on the table and cried bitterly. How I wished there was someone to comfort me at this moment. But, does that person exist? I know, it doesn't exist.
But at this moment, a clear and beautiful voice sounded in my ears: "Li Xiang, stop crying." After saying that, a pair of warm and delicate hands gently touched my back. back. Rather than stroking my back, she was soothing my wounded heart. I especially wanted to see who she was, because I really couldn't tell who she was just by listening to her voice. Curiosity prompted me to raise my head and see her true face.
Raising my head and looking up, a face like a flower and a smile as bright as the sun appeared in front of me. I could also vaguely see her lovely tiger teeth. It's her! I'm not dreaming, am I? ! I never thought it was her. She was the top student in the class and pretty. Many classmates wanted to make friends with her (including me). When she saw the surprised expression on my face, she smiled even more.
"Don't cry, it's just a monthly exam! There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. If you have any difficulties, tell me and I will help you!" Really? "I feel really incredible." Hmm! "She nodded. From then on, we helped each other and became inseparable good friends. "Hey! What are you thinking about? "Oh, it's nothing, what you just said was so good!" "Yes, your smile is the most beautiful scenery in my heart! Essay on Landscape Topic Part 8
At first it was such an inconspicuous piece, two pieces.
Then came seven and eight pieces one after another.
In the end, the whole autumn fell with a "swish".
In the morning, walking on the road, the fallen leaves lying on the ground lay quietly under the chilly sunshine. A gust of wind blew by, like a north wind, cold, and I shivered all over. "The sunshine that we have finally waited for is so chilling. It must be the reason for the sadness of autumn..." A fallen leaf swirled down from the French plane tree in the distance, with a real dancing rhythm, and finally fell on them. They are an elderly couple. The grandfather is sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket covering his legs. The grandmother is standing next to him. Although she is standing, she is only one head taller than the seated grandfather. Slowly getting closer, I saw their appearance clearly. The grandfather's hair was all covered with silver threads. His hair was combed back from his forehead and covered the top of his head. It looked like it had been carefully combed. There are some age spots on his face. He looks like he is about eighty years old. The silver-white beard around his mouth can only be seen if you look closely. It can be seen that he loves to be clean. Maybe it can be said that the old lady loves to be clean. Her hair was gray, and the wrinkles on her forehead and corners of her eyes were obvious. She was wearing a black down jacket that looked like it had been there for many years, but it was very clean. The old man looked at the cars on the road with dull eyes, his hands on both sides of the wheelchair, he looked so peaceful. The old lady bent down slightly and gently pulled up the blanket on the old grandfather's legs. She smiled, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to be smiling, and she said to the grandfather: "The sunshine is so good today! The sun has not been out for many days. The sun is good for the body." A smile appeared on the corner of the grandfather's mouth. , even though it was just a movement of the corner of the mouth, the most brilliant sunshine diffused out. (Then the two of them were quiet, without words, just looking at the people and things in the distance, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised. I think there is happiness there...
How warm this is This scene is better than Mona Lisa’s smile. This is the autumn scene in my eyes. The most beautiful landscape painting will always be engraved in my mind!
Autumn beats spring,
< p> Even though the whole autumn is falling!The scenery in my eyes is still the most beautiful and gorgeous! Landscape Essay 9
The girl sat alone on a bench beside the tree-lined road, holding her hand in her hand. Holding the textbook weakly, a gust of wind blew by, blowing several pages of the textbook in the girl's hand. Fragments of sunlight shone on the girl's body through the dense trees. The gems on her wrists reflected the sun's rays, emitting A dazzling seven-color light was emitted, and everything was quiet. It was as if a small "click" sound was heard. A maple leaf slowly floated down from the sky like a butterfly. The girl stretched out her hand to catch the maple leaf. The maple leaf was very red. Girl Turn the maple leaf to the sun and look up at the maple leaf at a 45-degree angle. The maple leaf is so red and transparent that you can clearly count the veins on the leaf. They are crisscrossed one by one, like the map that must be memorized in the geography textbook, Mimi Her eyes were a little sleepy. Thinking of the final exam in the near future, the girl had no energy at all. With the warm afternoon sun, she gradually fell asleep.
A medieval British manor appeared in her dream. Romantic sunshine, beautiful flowers, little snails eating sunflower seeds on the sunflowers, those plump grains were destroyed by the little ones. Humph! The building is a very short two-story house. , there is no door on the first floor, only the external stairs lead to the second floor. It seems that only the second floor can be lived in. The whole building seems to be made of wood, just like the cabin where the elves live in the forest, it is a bit inappropriate to say a cabin. This building covers a very large area, right?
The girl felt a bright light shining into her eyes, which stung her eyes. It turned out that she was asleep just now, and the textbook covering her eyes fell due to her weakness in her hands. On the ground, I bent down and picked up the book. The maple leaves sandwiched in the book fell quietly. I looked up and saw that the trees on both sides were covered with such leaves. They were just speckled and incomplete. Some of them were on the trees. It has rotted away, but the leaves are still growing on the tree and refuse to fall. Are they looking forward to turning green next summer?
The girl held up the book and slowly inspected the army like a national leader. Looking at the neatly arranged rows of small words, she just wanted to get good grades and leave a satisfactory answer on her last test paper, because that would be the last time she would sit in the examination room and answer the paper. No matter what, I hope that when she recalls every bit of her school days, it will be the most beautiful scenery hidden deep in her heart. Landscape Essay 10
My hometown is a place with unique scenery. The beautiful and lovely mountain village is located in Yuecun Town, Xinmi City.
There are mountains and water here, and the scenery is beautiful. There are ornamental trees of various shapes and colorful ornamental flowers on the mountains, which are full of life all year round. , which adds infinite charm to our hometown. This is how the name of Yuecun Huahai Town came about.
In our hometown, spring can make people intoxicated. The peach blossoms on the mountains are full of vitality. White pear blossoms, a large area, a large area, full of them. The dancing butterflies shuttle freely among the flowers, and the industrious bees crouch in the flowers to collect nectar. I can't help but think of Luo Yin's poems - No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After collecting the nectar from hundreds of flowers, . For whom it is hard, for whom it is sweet. It is said that only through hard work and sweat can you have the joy of success.
In this state, it feels like our hometown is a paradise.
Summer is here, with green trees and flocks of birds. It seems like a green ocean. One of the most pleasant things in this season is to catch shrimps and crabs in the refreshing river water. Take off your shoes, keep your feet bare, then walk into the shallow river, hold your breath, and then gently and slowly move your feet forward. When the prey is around, it is like thunder and lightning, and the prey is caught in the palm of your hand. It feels quite a sense of accomplishment.
Autumn is a harvest season. Large bunches of grapes are hung on the trellis. They look particularly purple and red under the sunlight, making people’s mouth water. There are also yellow persimmons. , hanging on the branches like lanterns, attracting many birds to fly around. The fruitful season always makes people feel the joy of harvest!
In winter, goose-like snow dances in the air, falling on the branches, falling on the hillside, falling on the withered grass, like a cute little fairy wearing a white coat, graceful. Winter is our favorite season. We can make snowmen, have snowball fights, and ski, which makes us full of fun in this cold winter.
This is my hometown. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, shaded by green trees, the scenery is picturesque all year round, and the folk customs are simple. I love my hometown - Huahaiyue Village.