The fields here are really beautiful. Look! There is golden rice in the field, and a breeze brings up the ups and downs of Jinlang in the field. There are cotton peaches as white as snow in the field, and all the cotton peaches are smiling with white teeth! Sunflowers bow their heads like old women! Sorghum is giggling happily with a black, red, black face!
The flowers here are really beautiful. Look! Snow-white pear blossoms are covered with branches; Pink peach blossoms are also blooming; The wild flowers here are also very beautiful. They are yellow, red and purple, and they are competing to open. Lily and morning glory are not to be outdone, and they "dress up" themselves very delicately.
The hillside here is really beautiful. The hillside is a world of grass, waist-high and short, just without heels. Grass has different colors, such as dark green, light green and yellow. There are some wild chrysanthemums in the grass, red, yellow and purple. I walked slowly on this beautiful hillside and found that the hillside here is really beautiful.
The river is crystal clear. Several small fish are flowing happily in the river, flowing, flowing. They seem to have found the enemy and soon got into the deep water and disappeared.
2. The fields are beautiful. The composition of the orchard is beautiful. Orchards are beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Sowing in spring, cultivating in summer, harvesting in autumn, and reincarnation in winter. The seasonal changes in the orchard accompanied my whole childhood.
spring
After a long winter's baptism, fruit trees have leaned out green buds from their branches, opened their hazy eyes and looked around the long-lost world. The new green is more transparent than last year, and the garden is dotted with green, which is beautiful.
summer
In this season's orchard, the branches and leaves are dense, even if the sun is in the sky, you can still find a few shades of green. I quietly hid under the green forest tree, followed the cicada's cry and shuttled through the garden, and the fruit trees rustled.
autumn
The fruit in the garden withers and matures day by day, and I can't help laughing when my mouth is watering. I still shuttle through the orchard, but I no longer follow the cicada, but count the days when the fruit is ripe and look forward to it. And this kind of waiting will not last long after all. When adults began to collect fruits in big bags, I took a small bag to help, but I ate while picking them, and the adults just laughed. When picking fruit, the rustling of fruit trees and our laughter filled the whole orchard. This season, orchards are more lively than in summer.
winter
When the last dead leaf in the orchard withered, it finally recovered its calm. I stood in the snow, shaking my hands, watching the loneliness of the garden, from green shoots to green leaves, to fruits to dead leaves, playing back in my mind like a movie picture. I think they probably need to hibernate like hibernating animals, but their hibernation mode is bare. Abandoning everything will only deliberately create a better new look for generate.
Orchard is really beautiful, whether it is the buds in spring, the lush in summer, the fruits in autumn, or even the bleak in winter, it makes me relaxed and happy.
I think I should also learn from them. I have a perfect four seasons, budding, growing, flowering, and then bearing countless fruits.
3. Composition (Grade 3) (more than 200 words) describing beautiful autumn (orchard, garden and field) There are four seasons in a year, and I like autumn best.
Because autumn and spring are not wet, summer is not hot and winter is not cold. Autumn is a cool and breezy season, giving people a cool and comfortable feeling.
Miss Qiu is a kind girl. Miss Qiu's arrival every year will definitely bring rich gifts to the fruit family of the earth. Look: It brings a red dress to Apple, which looks particularly attractive. It brings a purple skirt to the grapes; It brings white and pure clothes to cotton, and the soft and white skin of cotton is more beautiful and elegant; Corn is Miss Qiu's best friend. Miss Qiu brought her a turquoise robe, a beige beard and a mouthful of gold teeth, which made other fruits jealous and tried to make friends with Miss Qiu.
Autumn is still a harvest season. In the fields, rice in Huang Chengcheng is covered with gold.
In the orchard, golden persimmons bend their branches like lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first month; Jujube nodded on the branches, as if to say, "The harvest season is really beautiful!" "In order to make themselves more beautiful, tomatoes put lipstick on their faces. The farmer's uncle is carrying a fruit basket, picking a basket of persimmons here and a basket of dates there, and then giving each other fruits that others don't have at home to express their greetings.
Ah! Autumn is not only a season of harvest, but also a season of greetings and care. Autumn is still a changing season.
Autumn leaves turn yellow and fall from the trees one by one, when spring grows greener, more beautiful and more lush. Maple leaves fell to the ground like a lux butterfly. The little ant saw it and thought: This lux quilt is just what I want. I can spend a warm winter.
The little girl saw it and thought, what a beautiful maple leaf! How nice it is to pick it up as a bookmark! Only the pine trees stand proudly, and the branches of the pine trees are still green. It thought: I must stay in winter, see the scenery in winter, and say hello to sister wintersweet by the way! Ah! Beautiful autumn, how I love you! Composition describing beautiful autumn (orchard, garden, field) (Grade 3) (more than 200 words).
4. Autumn in my hometown describes fields, hillsides, orchards and rivers. Although there are no majestic peaks like Mount Tai or maple leaves like Xiangshan in my hometown, its four picturesque seasons will make anyone admire it. .
When Chun Yan sings, the scenery of this mountain is the most charming. Don't believe me, look! The red, white, blue, yellow and nameless wild flowers will dazzle you and make you feel at a loss. Crowds of bees are flying around among the flowers, busy collecting honey, flowers are flapping their wings and dancing, and clever birds are singing in the branches, bringing infinite vitality to this silent mountain village. And the grass that is not noticed, crowded together. You hold me and push me around like a soft carpet on a hillside. It is comfortable to lie on it, and then have a good dream. How beautiful!
When Xia Chan sang, the ground was covered with wax gourd. Look, that thick bamboo is covered with green skin. They have different shapes. At this time, I saw the farmers' uncles and aunts were busy cutting wax gourd, bending down to peel off the leaves with their hands. Wow! What a big wax gourd! When farmers saw it, they grabbed it with their hands and cut it off with scissors. Beautiful, big and green, you must gain a lot. They cut one after another and cut all the scissors.
The autumn wind blows, and the scenery of this field is more charming. Especially the field where seedlings are planted, you can see it far away from her, as if it were covered with a golden carpet. One by one, the seedlings were covered with rice, and their ears drooped. It was beautiful!
When the winter breeze is whistling, the mountain is very quiet and there are no people everywhere. All kinds of animals hide in their nests, and people stay indoors to keep warm. The world is boundless, so quiet!
Beautiful hometown
This autumn, my parents took me to my hometown to play. On this day, the sky is high in You Lan. In this high blue sky, there is a trace of white clouds, and flocks of geese fly south, one in a line and the other in a line. Unconsciously, I walked to grandpa's house. The charming scenery of my hometown unfolded before my eyes.
There is a green orchard in front of grandpa's house. The big grape trellis is covered with strings of purple grapes, which are green in purple and bright in green, just like big, round and beautiful pearls, sparkling and watery. Red oranges, in groups of five, in groups of three, head to head, face to face, as if whispering, "Welcome back, young master!" " We thought you forgot about us! "I smiled and shook my head again and again and said," No, how could I forget you! " "The most coveted is the golden pear in Huang Chengcheng. The skin is thin and juicy, which makes people fondle it! The big, round and heavy red apple bent the branches and kept nodding to me in the breeze.
There is a river beside the orchard. The river is cool to the bottom, and several small fish are playing in the river, which is very cute. There are maple trees on both sides of the river. How red they are! Like a fire. Fallen leaves fall with the wind. But the pine trees by the river are still so tall and straight and so green. The clear river reflects red leaves and green trees. How beautiful!
There are rice fields, and the fragrance wafts from a field in Huang Cancan. Rice with full grains and rice with shriveled grains can't stand up straight, as if thanking the earth for its nurturing grace.
I like my beautiful hometown!
5. Writing in the fields and orchards. This is a vast field. Weeds spread all over the world. All kinds of insects are active in the fields. Insects are beside the grass, and the grass is connected with the sky. The sky is blue, only a few white clouds are floating.
So, looking around, the whole land is blue-green, making it easy to believe that at the end of the grass, you can touch the sky. When the wind blows, patches of grass surge like waves. From a distance, the whole grassland looks like a green ocean.
If the sky shakes, you will think that the sea is divided into two colors. Yes, this is an area that is prone to illusion.
This is a dream field. Dreams are always so beautiful, so pure and as clear as the sky.
And when the sky is connected with this big grassland, the field becomes beautiful. All kinds of weeds surround all kinds of small flowers, all kinds of insects surround them, and sparrows and swallows are attracted to pass by occasionally.
The wind came, the grass danced in unison, the insects accompanied in unison, and the pastoral symphony came quietly. Everyone cooperated in a timely and tacit manner, and the whole stadium was harmonious and beautiful. However, the fact is that the field is a field and the sky is a sky; Just like reality and dreams.
The distance between the sky and the field seems to be the distance between dream and reality-if you want to reach for the sky, you must first walk through this field and reach the place where the field meets the sky; But even if you experience reality, you may not be able to reach the other side of your dream. There are many reasons, maybe the dream sky is too far away, maybe the realistic field is too vast, or maybe ... the world is very wide and the field is very big, and it may not come to an end all my life.
There is too much grass and too many roads. In the vast field of reality, every step should be carefully thought out. If you are a little absent-minded, you may be at a fork in the road. And at this time, in addition to paying attention to your own feet, you may have to look at the overall situation.
But from a distance, endless grass and endless roads will only increase confusion and sharply reduce confidence. The day of reaching the other shore is unpredictable.
Some people say that life is like a play, and Hua Dan is ugly. Then the real field should be the same, each with its own wonderful.
Walking in the field of reality, English is colorful, butterflies are flying and cicadas are singing. The whole field is full of the breath of life, but it also exudes a very attractive smell. Stop, look and listen; Bend down and observe carefully; Take measures to pick flowers, catch butterflies and catch crickets.
Step by step, gradually deviate from the original track. In this way, this attractive water wave makes you unconsciously throw yourself into it and follow it around.
But when you go to Qiu Lai in spring, time waits for no one. When you suddenly wake up, the new grass has blocked the way forward, and the trend of the times has left you behind. The day of reaching the dream sky is still far away.
The fields are overgrown with weeds, where there may be thorns everywhere, and there will always be difficulties and setbacks on the way to your dreams. It's hard to find the way and it's not easy to walk. The god of challenge stands in front, torturing your energy and fighting capacity.
When the long road has worn your feet and thorns have cut your hands, who can be sure that they will go forward without hesitation until they reach the other side of the dream sky? Please remember: this is an area that needs to be grasped well. Reality is just around the corner. Life is irreversible. If you miss it, it will be hard to find it again, and you will no longer have it.
If you have been lost in the direction of progress, if you have been obsessed with colorful reality, if you have been in a state of no progress, then you will get nothing, and the dream sky will always hang there. People will not stagnate when they are stagnant, and the reality will not stagnate. This is an era of constant change and development, and this is a fast-paced society; If you stop blindly, you will see your life as tender as grass, green for a while, yellow for a while, and finally die slowly.
No matter how long the grass grows in the coming year, it is difficult for youth to grow again. In the journey of life, we will be as lost as in the wild, but it should not be too long. After being confused, we should hold our dreams in our hands. We will be as obsessed with the beautiful reality as we are with the fields. The real world is wonderful and worth experiencing, but don't forget to travel and dream.
There are birds singing in the morning, the morning light from the wind, and the fields with dreams. This will be the best memory. This is an area worth grasping.
The endless fields are covered with all kinds of weeds; All kinds of insects are active in this meadow, flickering. Young people who walk in this field are firm and persistent step by step. I hope this young man is you and me.
6. I write about spring in my diary, describing fields, rivers, orchards and the sky. Early this morning, it began to rain in Mao Mao. I looked out and saw the falling rain, which reminded me of a poem written by Du Fu, "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently".
The spring rain is falling. As thin as ox hair, as thin as embroidery needle, as dense as silk thread and as dense as curtain cloth. It has been raining, and the new top-notch bamboo on both sides of the road is covered with broken rain, green and endless. On the roadside in the park, there is a peach forest, and the newly blooming peach blossoms are caged in the misty rain in March, emitting a layer of moist red mist. Ah, this wonderful spring rain, what kind of scene it is gestating for the future!
Grass grows from the ground one by one, giving its "youth" to the earth. I wonder if the grass will grow again after the spring rain. I think so, because "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". "But how much love sunshine can this inch of grass give?" People praise grass because it is rooted in the earth, adds color to the earth, contributes silently, but is not greedy for fame and fortune.
In the field, some farmers are transplanting rice seedlings, some farmers are righting seedlings ... they are all busy. Although it is raining, they don't care about the rain. Some people smile, some people open their arms, and everyone seems to have fewer wrinkles. I asked my mother why, and my mother said that I thought it myself and tried my best to come up with it, because "spring rain is as expensive as oil". Swallows also wear black dresses.
The river has also become clean under the "moisture" of the spring rain, so clear that even the sand at the bottom of the river can be clearly seen. Miss Liu by the river has sprouted, and under the cover of rain, Miss Liu's long hair is like smoke.
More expensive than gold, peach blossom rain in March! Brighter than silver, peach blossom rain in March! Ah, the grass is lush on the ground and the willows are like eyebrows on both sides. The peach blossom rain in March is so intoxicating.
7. Maple Leaf Chrysanthemum Red Rock Orchard The orchard in the countryside is beautiful, lovely and charming. These exquisite orchards were built by working people with their hands.
The biting cold wind has slowly left with the symphony, and Miss Chun is coming with light steps. Orchard, a vibrant scene, peach blossom powder like a sunset, blooming beautiful smiling faces to people. Not to be outdone, snow-white pear blossoms are in full bloom. White oranges are blooming and dotted in the leaves, dancing like white butterflies in the green leaves.
Brother Xia also ran to us happily. In the orchard, big trees are like umbrellas, covering the whole orchard under the shade. Mulberries are black and soft, sweet and big, much like horse grapes ripe in autumn! Watermelon lies in the watermelon field, like a child lying on the ground.
Miss Qiu is late. Huang Chengcheng fragrant pears are hanging on the treetops, which makes people drool. Red apples hang on trees, and some hide in leaves, like shy little girls; Some are half hidden in the leaves; Some are all exposed, like a brave soldier.
Grandpa Dong came unhurriedly. Snowflakes are falling slowly from the sky. The next day, the ground was covered with snow and the trees were all white. What a spectacular "blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"!
In spring, your flowers bloom in the orchard in turn; In summer, the orchard is shaded by trees; In autumn, the orchard is fruitful; In winter, the orchard is covered with snow; The four seasons in the orchard are really colorful!
8. Composition describing beautiful autumn (orchard, garden, field) (Grade 3) (There are four seasons in a year, with more than 200 words, and I like autumn best.
Because autumn and spring are not wet, summer is not hot and winter is not cold. Autumn is a cool and breezy season, giving people a cool and comfortable feeling.
Miss Qiu is a kind girl. When Miss Qiu comes every year, she will definitely bring rich gifts to the fruit family of the earth. Look: It brings a red dress to Apple, which looks particularly attractive. It brings a purple skirt to the grapes; It brings white and pure clothes to cotton, and the soft and white skin of cotton is more beautiful and elegant; Corn is Miss Qiu's best friend. Miss Qiu brought her a turquoise robe, a beige beard and a mouthful of gold teeth, which made other fruits jealous and tried to make friends with Miss Qiu.
Autumn is still a harvest season. In the fields, rice in Huang Chengcheng is covered with gold.
In the orchard, golden persimmons bend their branches like lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first month; Jujube nodded on the branches, as if to say, "The harvest season is really beautiful!" "In order to make themselves more beautiful, tomatoes put lipstick on their faces. The farmer's uncle is carrying a fruit basket, picking a basket of persimmons here and a basket of dates there, and then giving each other fruits that others don't have at home to express their greetings.
Ah! Autumn is not only a season of harvest, but also a season of greetings and care. Autumn is still a changing season.
Autumn leaves turn yellow and fall from the trees one by one, when spring grows greener, more beautiful and more lush. Maple leaves fell to the ground like a lux butterfly. The little ant saw it and thought: This lux quilt is just what I want. I can spend a warm winter.
The little girl saw it and thought, what a beautiful maple leaf! How nice it is to pick it up as a bookmark! Only the pine trees stand proudly, and the branches of the pine trees are still green. It thought: I must stay in winter, see the scenery in winter, and say hello to sister wintersweet by the way! Ah! Beautiful autumn, how much I love you.