In our ordinary daily life, everyone has written a composition, so you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express their thoughts and feelings and transmit knowledge and information. I believe many people will find it difficult to write the composition. The following is my carefully arranged composition for the fourth grade of Sunset. Welcome to read it. I hope you will like it. Composition 1
If someone asks me, when is the most beautiful moment in a day? I will not hesitate to answer him, of course, it is the sunset at dusk!
At dusk, the sunset slowly "falls". After reaching the position near the lush trees on the top of the mountain, although the earth is no longer so warm, the sunset still gives us a small gift, that is, its golden light, which covers the whole city.
in the blink of an eye, the sunset changed from golden to bright red, like a thousand rays of sunlight. At this time, a few thick white clouds blocked the sunset, but the sunset did not give up easily. I wanted to let my light come out through the clouds, and the white clouds were dyed by the naughty sunset and turned into red clouds and colorful. If you are lucky, you can still see him make the girls dance and show their charm. It also makes them changeable, like a fairy scattering flowers for a while and walking like an old lady for a while; One moment it looks like a dragon and a horse, and then it becomes a Guanyin bodhisattva. The magic of the sunset is even more wonderful than the magician's magic. It's very beautiful! However, he doesn't perform very often!
The red light of the sunset is getting bigger and bigger, and the nearby clouds are all dyed. The near ones are as red as the sunset, and the far ones are colorful, including pink, yellow, orange and purple ... all of them are beautiful colors. These colorful clouds form a rosy cloud, which is one of the beautiful scenery in the evening.
Sunset saw that she had created such a beautiful thing, and gave the most brilliant afterglow. She jumped happily, but stepped on an empty space and tripped. Grandma Shan urged him to go to other places to take up his post quickly. Sunset reluctantly left here and disappeared into the sky.
In a day, the setting sun gives off the brightest light, dyes the white clouds into sunset clouds, dresses up the sky and the world, and disappears in the dusk. The most beautiful sunset, isn't the sunset at dusk the most beautiful? Composition 2
I love the colorful sky and the charming morning scene at sunrise, but I prefer the spectacular scene at sunset.
whenever the sun goes down, I always like to watch it quietly. It was a Sunday, in order to watch this beautiful scenery, I specially climbed to the top floor and looked far away, seeing that the sunset was already hanging in the air. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on people's faces, and people's faces seem to be plated with a layer of gold, as if magical little stars are shining; Shining on the tree, the leaves seem to be covered with a layer of oil, which makes them greener.
The color of the clouds next to the sunset changes a lot. For a while, it is lily, golden yellow, half red and half yellow, and half gray and half red. In the blink of an eye, it becomes rosewood again. It is really colorful and changeable.
the shape of the clouds changes from time to time. Sometimes it's like clouds of cotton, sometimes it's like waves on the river, sometimes it's like continuous peaks ... They change so naturally, so quickly and so strangely.
after a while, the setting sun suddenly lost its dazzling light and became very soft and kind. This soft sunshine shines on the house, plating it with gold; Shining on the face of a child running and playing, the child's face becomes red; Shining on the grass, the grass is shining with gold waves; Shine on the newborn foal, and the foal will become golden.
I am fascinated by this magical scenery! Then the sunset will say goodbye to me. It fell slowly, into the clouds, and dyed them red sandalwood. I knew that the sun was about to set, so I stared at it. In the blink of an eye, the sun was only half red-faced. It smiled and said to me, "See you tomorrow, little friend!" " Say that finish, then got into the clouds, leaving only the beautiful cloud house in the horizon.
I am deeply intoxicated by the setting sun and lost in infinite reverie. Sunset composition 3
I love the sunset, and I love the moment when it sets. It is so soft and charming that it often appears in front of my eyes.
at five o'clock in the afternoon, my parents and I went to the seaside to watch the sunset.
The vast sea is endless. In the vast sky, the red sunset glow is like a gauze skirt of the sunset, gorgeous and fluttering with the wind. The afterglow of the sunset is so gentle, touching my face like my mother's hand.
pieces of clouds are constantly changing in shape, like naughty little animals running around. Look, there's a cloud over there like a naughty pony, as if looking for something anxiously. At this time, an old horse came running in the distance. When the pony saw it, it clattered into its arms. Oh, it suddenly dawned on me that it was the pony who left his mother and ran away because he felt the surrounding scenery was beautiful and magical. I am really happy for their reunion when I see it in my mother's arms. Look again, there are still some lions squatting there, and the little lions are running around their mothers. Suddenly, the lion's tail was gone, and I don't know where it went. In a short time, the whole body of the lion disappeared like a bubble, leaving only the bloody sunset that gradually fell in the sky ...
I stood by the sea and enjoyed the infinite beautiful scenery in the vast arms of the sea. The setting sun shines obliquely on the sea, and the glow is varied, from purple to orange, densely woven, like colorful ribbons, like colorful overpasses ... Look at the vast and sparkling sea, which is connected with the sky, and the water and the sky are indistinguishable.
The sun, like a dying fire, gradually lost its light. It was red, and the whole sky was dyed orange with the last afterglow. The earth, mountains, rivers, my parents and I were also dyed red. Suddenly asked, the red clouds shook their small tails and hid in the clouds.
the sun is setting and the night has come. Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me, everything amazed me.
ah, my beloved sunset, you are so beautiful! Composition 4
As the sunset slowly sets, the last wisp of sunset on the earth and in the sky also disappears in the air. I walked home alone in the curtain of the slowly unfolding night.
I usually leave school once every half month, but I stay at my second aunt's house for the convenience of returning to school, and only go back to my real home once a month. Because my parents and grandpa have gone to other places, only my grandmother is at home.
When I was young, my grandmother loved me very much. At that time, I made a mistake. When my mother tried to hit me, I would hide behind my grandmother and hold on to her skirts. At that time, my grandmother would stop my angry mother. After attending kindergarten, my parents went to work in Wenzhou. At that time, I would go home every day. Once, when I got up in the morning, my stomach ached. My grandmother made me a pack of midday tea and asked me if my stomach still ached. Grandma didn't forget to ask me again when I was going to kindergarten. Grandpa came to see me after lunch, but I forgot what I said.
I only remember that Grandma asked Grandpa to see if my stomach still hurts ...
I was walking in the bright moonlight with my schoolbag on my back, and it was all dark. Only a few families on the roadside were still open and the street lights were not very bright, but I still saw Grandma sitting in the chair at the door from a distance. I ran forward a few steps, and when grandma saw me, her weather-beaten eyes suddenly lit up and said in local words, "Ming Hao, you're back." "Well, grandma, I'm hungry. Let's eat first." As I said this, I helped my grandmother into the house. After dinner, our grandparents and grandchildren sat on the sofa watching TV. Quiet time passed quietly in this way ...
My grandmother, who has white hair and is alone at home. When I was a child, I ran home when I was hungry, ran home when I was thirsty, and ran home when I fell down and was injured. This is precisely because my grandmother is at home! I fell asleep sweetly on my grandma's body. In my dream, I took me as a child and walked in the sunset ... Sunset composition 5
One evening in October, we were driving from east to west on the Yellow River levee.
I don't know when the sun in the western sky put away its dazzling light, and the light became soft, looking at me like a kind old man and smiling at me gently. It slowly sinks and its face turns red. At this time, the sun is hiding behind the treetops of the shelter forest like a shy little girl. Slowly, the sun's face became redder, like a big fireball emitting red light all around, reddening the sky, white clouds, trees and houses ...
Especially those white clouds, like wearing gorgeous colorful clothes, are red in different shades, including crimson, light red, pink and purple. It's gorgeous and beautiful!
You see, some rosy clouds are like a hundred flowers garden. There are delicate roses, rich peonies and enchanting chrysanthemums in the garden. Some are like a brave lion with a red mane, walking leisurely in the air; Some are like an eagle flying high, hovering in the air looking for prey on the ground, and it seems that they have found the target and rushed into the Woods and disappeared; Some are like rolling red mountains; Some are like colorful and graceful coral reefs ...
Ah! Another bison came running, and a hunter chased after him. Seeing that the distance between the hunter and the bison was getting shorter and shorter, suddenly, the hunter's body gradually blurred. When I was looking for the hunter, the bison's body gradually disappeared. I thought: Maybe, the hunter has caught his prey and returned home with a full load ...
The whole forest was shrouded in the glow, and every leaf was glowing with golden light. The setting sun has run from the treetops to the back of the trunk. It slowly goes down and finally disappears in the Woods. Only where it disappears, there is still some red light, and gradually, the red light disappears. The sky became dark and ushered in a quiet night. Sunset composition 6
Sunset makes people feel melancholy; Sunset makes wanderers miss their hometown; The setting sun makes people feel sad.
The poem "When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world" is enough to respond to some people in the world, without losing style and being just right. The breeze blows my face, and the sunset that can't be dissipated for a long time makes me feel melancholy. It is not because of the helpless voice of the wanderer; Nor is it the feeling that things have changed; I'm just sad about losing my family. The setting sun has long been defiled by things that have changed, without the vitality of the sun and the brightness of the moon. It just shows an unprecedented temperament year after year and day after day.
Wild geese fly freely and happily in groups in the sky, but the setting sun and the setting sun can only watch from afar. I wonder, if one day there is no sunset, are we still melancholy and telling!
people are long gone, so why daydream? I miss the way she defends us, the smile when she talks nonsense, the taste of making tea, and her … but I can't give up after all. But it's still a fantasy after all. But it's still daydreaming. In that time without her, even if you struggle, it will be in vain. There are no more of those clips.
The sky is covered with orange. What is it? It is the sun, the setting sun, the brand-new sunset. The orange sunset shines brightly, as if it were like a bright light bulb, but the light bulb sometimes goes out.
the leaves floating in the wind, the old man sitting in the yard looking at the distance, and the wanderer in a different place watching. It's all presented at this time.
"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night" Everything has a day of vigor and vitality, and it will also disappear. It is only a matter of time. Don't wait until it disappears to regret it. Sunset composition 7
The sunset is the most beautiful, beautiful and calm ... Every time I hum this beautiful song, I can't help but watch the most beautiful sunset that we get along with day and night.
On a sunny day, I enjoyed an unforgettable evening with the beautiful sunset. That evening, I ran out of the house and came to the unobstructed road. From a distance, the setting sun was fiery red, and a layer of lemon yellow was faintly revealed in the red, which could not be seen by the lizard. However, I polished my hazy eyes a little, and another new world was displayed in front of me. At this time, it seems that there is an irresistible force driving my footsteps, which makes me run to it unconsciously. When I was running, I felt closer and closer to the sunset, and even touched it, stuck with it and inseparable. It is smiling at me. How harmonious is that smile? How amiable! It's like a vast desert, and naive I'm just a small grain of sand in the desert, insignificant. People's laughter and laughter interrupted my countless thoughts and stopped me from getting out of control. By this time, I realized that the sunset was so different from me that it was impossible to touch it. My imagination was really illusory.
The color of the sunset is like a cocktail that everyone loves, and it is like a precious ruby, and its shape is like a big disk. And the light of the sunset makes our ordinary life colorful. The river in my hometown is rippling with blue waves, weeping willows on the banks, flowers in full bloom, and the whole river is full of vitality. The sunset is like a sparkling river, suddenly covered with gold, dancing happily, and singing loudly. Slightly aroused water lines gradually expand, forming a lovely little halo, which makes the river more brilliant and more pleasing to the eye. I looked at the river affectionately, looked up at the sunset high above me, and my heart was surging.
after all, the beautiful sunset can't stay with us all day and night. It has gone down the mountain and said goodbye to us today. It is like a burning flame, leaving with our passion. Tomorrow will bring us new hope. I came home with a heavy schoolbag and stood on the balcony as usual, enjoying the charming natural scenery-dusk.
Looking up at the sky, I saw that the sun dyed the white clouds like cotton candy pink like a paintbrush, and its light poured down warmly like a girl's face, coating the trees and hillside houses with a gorgeous layer of Phnom Penh.
The sun hangs on the top of the mountain like a ripe apple, which makes people's mouth water first-class in thousands of feet. White clouds are unpredictable, and some are like handkerchiefs that girls carry with them; Some are like cotton candy that matches apples and dreams of childhood; Some are like being kicked around with a white ball; Some .....
The trees are green and the flowers are smiling. They are all growing happily in the warm light. Seeing this scene, my troubles and my melancholy seem to dissipate slowly, and some are comfortable and happy.
The sun set slowly. It kissed the horizon and gradually became half an apple. Its light also set slowly, and then the sky was dyed black with a brush. Only then did I find it and wake up from the beautiful scenery.
I don't like Yang Wanli's "The lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color". I don't like that "stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers"; I don't like Du Fu's "window contains Xiling Qianqiu"