Spring is the season people yearn for, and people always make their own plans in this season. As the saying goes: "A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning." It tells us that one year's wishes should be planned in spring, and the heaviest time of the day is in the morning. In spring, people start farming, transplanting rice seedlings and planting trees. Migratory birds also migrated from the south to the north, cheering for the farmers working in the fields. Some birds stand on tall trees, some simply stand on the ridge, and some stand on the staff. It is this that makes the farmers in the field happy and everything is very lively.
In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep. The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes. At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere, just like a watercolor painting. Spring is like this.
When the gentle spring breeze caresses my cheek, I am very happy; When the naughty spring rain wet my feet, I was very happy; When the powerful spring thunder shook my ears, I was very happy. ...
Spring is the most beautiful season among the four seasons. Life begins and the monotonous world begins to have color. Spring came early this year, and after the quiet winter vacation, my heart became restless. When I smell the smell of grass and earth, I can't stand it anymore. I can't wait to poke my head out to see this year's spring girl.
Excited, I walked out of the house. A cool breeze blew my hair. Smell it carefully with your nose, and you will smell the new life in the wind. I couldn't help but immerse myself in it, as if all the noise had become quiet at this moment. There is an unspeakable happiness in my heart. Go ahead and enter the dense forest. Ah, spring is clearly visible in front of my eyes. The tree shed its original taupe coat and put on a green dress. It turned out to be young, just like a young man. The tender little leaf buds are wrapped around the slender branches bit by bit, emitting the breath of life. Squatting down, I found that the small pointed head actually emerged from the soil. As if I were coming out of the soil, I couldn't help laughing. A few small wildflowers hidden in the grass, like a shy little girl. Go through the grass and take a closer look at the flower. The bud is not in full bloom, but there are some crystal dew hidden. Isn't this the most beautiful ornament in spring?
At this moment, some birds are singing and they are celebrating the arrival of spring!
Eyes see all the scenery, ears listen to all the songs, hands touch all the life. This spring, I am so happy!
Fragments describing the scenery of spring spring has come, and every corner of the earth is full of the breath of spring.
On campus, there are beautiful Lu elephants everywhere in spring. Willow pulls out thin willow silk and embellishes it with yellowish leaves; The grass grew with the fragrance of the earth, and clusters of bright green flowers stretched themselves, yawned and leaned out their little heads; The children took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light and bright spring clothes; Birds fly out of the house and sing beautiful songs, telling us that spring is coming!
Spring has really come. In the pond, in the fields, in the sky, everywhere is full of vitality. The scenery of nature has also become colorful. On a sunny day, the warm sunshine shines on the body and the soft spring breeze blows on the face, which is both warm and comfortable; On rainy days, spring thunder explodes from time to time, which is both thrilling and * * *.
The scenery in spring is so beautiful that people's mood is even better in spring. I have been bending all winter, my back is straight, and my cheerful smile is full of hope. The park is full of excitement again. Young people who take pictures, old people who fish and children who catch insects are all intoxicated in the embrace of nature and linger on.
People are busier in spring. As the saying goes, a year's plan lies in spring. You see, in the streets of the city, busy figures shuttle back and forth, and farmers sow the seeds of hope in the fields of the countryside. On the wall of the classroom, there is a curriculum for the new semester. There are many fruits of knowledge in the new book waiting for us to collect.
I love spring. I like to smell the flowers, see the new green of the trees and listen to Xiao Wu's songs. I love spring because it is full of vitality and new hope!
(The writer is a fifth-grade student in the primary school of Jingzhou Experimental Middle School, Hubei Province.)
Comment: What is spring like in children's eyes? You will understand after reading this article. It is a painting that shows you one by one: campus, fields and parks are full of charming scenery and happy people; This is a new feeling, very fine and very good; It's a vivid and colorful world: the young authors use overlapping words such as "clusters" and "clusters ……" and verbs such as "pumping ……" and "exploring" to fully show the vitality of spring; This is an expression of true feelings: I love spring and am full of hope ... I can't go wrong in writing my findings and feelings in my own language.
Example 3:
Beautiful spring
Shangnan
As soon as Grandpa Dong left, Miss Chun quietly came to the world with a basket of flowers, accompanied by the spring rain. Suddenly, everything on the earth revived, and the flowers were overflowing, showing a vitality.
You see, the spring breeze gently blows the soil, and grass grows out of the ground. It's all green. It looks like a green carpet from a distance. As soon as the spring breeze blows, they sway from side to side, as if nodding to the spring breeze. Very interesting.
You see, the flowers are blooming, red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay and colorful. Peach blossoms on the mountain look like clouds from a distance. Flowers put on a gorgeous dress for the world, very beautiful.
You see, trees are like guards who stick to the frontier. They have survived the cold winter and still stand there firmly. Today, they grow new branches and green leaves. The most beautiful is the willow beside the pond, with green wicker like braid. When the spring breeze blows, the wicker swings like a dancing girl, which is very beautiful.
You see, the spring rain rustles, like embroidery needles, like cow hair. The snow on the river melted, and the snow water merged into a stream and gurgled. In the river, tadpoles swim naughtily, as if looking for their mother. They are so cute.
You see, the little swallow and the wild goose both flew back from the south. Why? It must be beautiful in spring, J. They are chirping in the air, as if calling other swallows to play with it. Swarms of butterflies and bees are dancing among the flowers. Bees are collecting nectar and butterflies are collecting pollen. They are very busy.
I like spring. I hope that spring will stay in the motherland forever!
(The writer is a fifth-grade student in the primary school of Jingzhou Experimental Middle School, Hubei Province.)
What are the clips describing the scenery in spring? 1. Spring is a season full of vitality, and it is also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.
Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring.
Write a paragraph (not less than 30 words) describing the summer scenery. The sultry weather is really uncomfortable. Even the willow leaves are curled, the flowers are bowed, and the river is steaming. Small fish shouldn't be cooked, should they? Dragonflies also flew to join in the fun, but they flew very low and circled on the river. As a result, it is going to rain.
The fragment describing autumn scenery is 53 words 1. You come quietly, bring a yellow dress and a red skirt, and look at the mountain on the side, as if you have crossed a layer of gold. Flying leisurely, countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group circled in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, and the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it looks like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It is simply a piece of Red Sea, covering half the sky. It is connected with Xia Guang and burning like a flame. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and even forgets that in a few days, winter is coming.
2. In the orchard, bright red persimmons hang high on the branches like small lanterns, and the branches look like they are about to break. There are also strings of purple grapes with crystal dew, which glow like crystals in the sun.
3. Autumn is the harvest season. Although many trees have lost their leaves, many trees are full of fruits, such as pears, grapes, persimmons, pomegranates and apples. In the field, there are golden brown rice, full soybeans, and flocks of chickens and ducks vying to eat the left-behind rice. Even the fish in the pond are very fat ... ah! Autumn is so beautiful, I love you autumn!
4, the words are good: "One autumn rain is cold, and ten autumn rains need to wear cotton." There is a hint of coolness in the rustling autumn wind. You see, pedestrians on the road have inadvertently put on thick sweaters, coats and some down jackets.
5, the rain hits the autumn leaves, such as whispering, whispering, weeping: this separation is also a long way to go, meet infinitely, the mountains are heavy and the water is complex, and I am eager to wear it. Thin shadows are restless, roaming in autumn, listening to the rhythm and rain of autumn. The small umbrella of the past is propped up again, like a flowing and warm residence, with colorful clouds flying and recalling the lost spring dream. The sky is gloomy, and the twilight is wrapped in stratus clouds, and it falls into the depths of the night with the wind and rain. The wind becomes more rampant, the rain becomes angry, and endless nights fall into fear.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although it is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
Winter is a gentle girl. She painted the morning sun rose and spread white gauze on the ground. You see, the sun rising in Ran Ran in the blue sky appears from behind a tree, like a drunk's face. Its brilliance shines on the earth and brings people a little warmth. The country road is covered with frost and rustles under people's feet.
Beautiful sentences describing winter scenery are good paragraphs.
Beautiful sentences describing winter scenery
1. whoosh-",the wind roared, the trees shook in the wind, and the branches lashed like wild whips in the air.
2. Pine trees stand luxuriantly in the snow, swaying with the cold northwest wind, making a sharp and harsh roar, as if to deliberately despise winter.
Just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has put away its faint light, as if afraid of the cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires.
/kloc-the snow in October/February blocked the window, and the skates hung in rows on the eaves like bright crystal pillars.
That winter, it was so cold that people had a nose ache and a headache, and their feet were like two pieces of ice.
6. The wind is cold. Bare trees, like bald old people, can't stand the northwest wind and sway in the cold wind.
This winter, the ground is frozen and cracked, and the small north wind blows like a knife, and snow is flying all over the sky.
8. The sun in the middle of winter seems to be afraid of getting cold. Wear thick clothes, and the heat will not come out.
9. In the middle of winter, the north wind is cold, silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, cold current is rolling, and a heavy snow is brewing.
10. It's freezing thousands of miles in cold weather. The whole world has become a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are stiff with cold, and the air seems to have solidified.
1 1. The cold winter brought heavy snow. The street seems to be made of silver, so bright and brilliant. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke.
12. After he walked for a while, clouds of hot air condensed into layers of frost flowers from his mouth and nostrils, frozen around his fur hat, like a silver helmet on his face.
13. The weather is gloomy, and the sky is covered with thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seems to hold a sword, which can pierce a tight leather coat, not to mention the exposed face, and it hurts.
14. In winter, the outdoor willow covered with frost and snow is covered with tree hangings, like silver bars hanging on trees, which is particularly spectacular.
15. In winter, a thin layer of white snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland with cold silver light.
16. In early winter, she was like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving a magical veil and sending a cold wind.
17. In the cold winter, the river changed its former liveliness and seemed to fall asleep peacefully.
18. In winter, although there are no charming flowers and birds in spring, no spectacular lightning and thunder in summer, and no attractive rich fruits in autumn, there are also implicit beauty dedicated to nature.
19. It was freezing and snowing, and the whole world became a big refrigerator. The mountains are shaking, the rivers are frozen stiff, and the air seems to have solidified.
20. In winter, goose feather-like snow falls in succession. The snow on the ground is thick and soft; Snow falls on the house, white, loose and soft; The trees were covered with snow, which bent the branches. The sun shines brightly on the snow-capped mountains.
Spring is mild, summer is warm, autumn is lofty, and winter is Leng Yan's.
Winter is a ruthless killer. He killed many lovely young souls. He withered flowers, grass and leaves. You see, all the leaves of the poplar trees have fallen out overnight. From a distance, it looks like a golden wave rolling up and down. Listen, the sound of flowers sighing in the wind and the words of grass crying under the moon are so helpless and sad. Birds hear their sighs and cries.
But winter is a gentle girl. She painted the morning sun rose and spread white gauze on the ground. You see, the sun rising in Ran Ran in the blue sky appears from behind a tree, like a drunk's face. Its brilliance shines on the earth and brings people a little warmth. The country road is covered with frost and rustles under people's feet.
Winter is a weak old man. He once hobbled in Cang Sang, suffering from snowstorms, but he still did not change his love for nature. You see, winter wheat seedlings are covered with quilts, deciduous trees are the winter fertilizer he insists on cultivating, and the fields ravaged by pests are the pesticides he applies. He makes pine trees greener, wintersweet more fragrant and the sky higher.
In winter, no matter what posture you present to us, you are the most Leng Yan, beautiful and unforgettable.
The segment describing autumn scenery is a new autumn night, and the graceful moon will be round.
Jump: describe the length of the night. Tingting: It's far away.
Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in June in Wushen"
The lotus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the moon.
Lotus: Lotus.
Xiao Qi Yan's Qiu Si in the Southern Dynasties
The cold city wants to overlook, and Pingchu is bleak.
Cold city: The cold has invaded the city. Look: Look into the distance. Pingchu: Ye Ping. Cangran: The appearance of lush vegetation. Write two sentences about the scene of early autumn.
Looking at Xuancheng County in Southern Dynasties
The leaves under the pavilion are high, and it is the first autumn in Gansu.
Gao Ting: The water is flat. Konoha: Leaves. Dragon Head: The mountain name is between Shaanxi and Gansu today.
Yi Dao Poems of Liang and Liu Hun in Southern Dynasties
Grass is low, golden city is foggy, and Yumen is under the wind.
Grass is low: hay withers. Under the tree: leaves are falling. Jincheng: the name of an ancient county, between Yuzhong, Gansu and Xining, Qinghai. Yumen: Yumen Pass, in the west of Dunhuang, Gansu. Write two sentences about the cold autumn scenery in the northwest.
The uniqueness of clouds in the southern dynasties
Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.
Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.
The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.
What a beautiful autumn! Here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. It is a bustling place, and Qian Shan is covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.
When the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When the stranger's child looks at the last south flying goose; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves.
In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.
Late autumn evening always comes quickly, and the sun sets in the western hills before the water vapor evaporated by the sun dissipates in Shan Ye. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.
The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.
One autumn night, the sky in Gao Lu was thick, and a crescent moon hung quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.
..... The moon came up, but the clouds covered half of it, hiding in the cracks in the trees far away, like a country girl, shy. People used to say, "However, before she started coming towards us, we shouted and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the surging "Tao" sound.
The west wind will naturally not come. Before going to bed, we put two or three candles in the middle of the hall. The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke. It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.
Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.
On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it.
The fallen leaves in the north render a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow or even scarlet. The first thing that may fall is just two pieces, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there was a golden red shower. Then, a golden red carpet was laid under the tree. On this carpet, the iron is cast like that. Bare and scattered trunks and branches pierce the high blue sky and faint clouds.
Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen. This is the heyday of autumn. Jujubes are like olives and pigeon eggs, showing light green and yellowish colors in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind.
The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai. Like flowers, but not flowers, they will spread all over the floor in the morning. When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch.
Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to hear Qiu Chan's cry, which is like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping and a housefly that every household keeps at home.
In autumn, tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.
When I fall asleep in the autumn night, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.
Autumn sound is not a dream of spring grass in the pond, and the leaves in front of the steps are autumn.
Autumn leaves strike autumn rhyme in the middle of the night, and Chiba hates it.
Autumn rain invades the urn with new moss green and enters the cross forest with red autumn leaves.
The moonlight of the autumn moon is immersed in the water, and the ethereal echoes.
Qiuju would rather hold incense in the branches and wait for death than blow it into the north wind.
I haven't heard from my old friend Wan Li, and I'm going to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.
Don't worry about autumn when you are free, and write autumn every night.
Autumn-flavored cricket only knows that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.
In autumn and frost season, due to the cold weather and the increasing temperature difference between day and night, chlorophyll in leaves gradually disappears, while carotene and Julia in leaves are exposed, and leaves gradually change from green to yellow, orange, orange and scarlet, and finally become crimson, just like now. I looked up at the crimson leaves and the green of pine trees on the mountain, just like the green leaves lining the red flowers on the mountain, and I couldn't help shouting, "The red leaves in Xiangshan are so beautiful."
The beauty of the sky is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.
The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.
Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.
Good paragraph:
When September comes, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.
In another night or two, the autumn frost will cover the valley under the moon, and then retreat to the northern mountains for a short stay, so that the golden early autumn can gently soothe the earth. There is a faint smell of fennel in the sky. And the fragrance of Jin Ju. The fog billowed and was broken by the moonlight in September, revealing a blue sky.
Autumn, always the blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, the recovered grassland is a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.
I don't know how long it took, as if a tense struggle was finally revealed. The field breathed from its broad chest, and the slopes and dams were as clear as water. Trees and crops in the air began to sway in the breeze, and the leaves became calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; ..... Autumn is coming!
I like it. I like autumn with red leaves, because we can have picnics and climb mountains in the country in autumn. Autumn brings people good news of harvest, and the joy of harvest hangs on people's faces. I like it, I like the autumn outside the window, because the autumn rain is full of thoughts. Colorful autumn leaves people with beautiful dreams.
There is no lingering in spring, fanaticism in summer and indifference in winter; You are like a steed running and jumping from time to time in Yuan Ye, like a general who has experienced vicissitudes and is open-minded and cheerful, like a meteor flowing leisurely in the night sky. ...
Autumn is crisp. The sky above is high and wide, blue without a cloud; At the foot is a flat land, full of mature golden yellow and quiet streets. The rustling of yellow leaves in the wind is gently accompanied by a clear and transparent stream jumping happily. Everything is like that, please be pure and free and easy.
Autumn is warm. People withered by the heat cheered up in a slight coolness. The students started the new school year with confidence; Young people are also looking at Chongyang in high spirits, walking briskly and flying high, with new expectations.
Autumn is sincere. A gust of autumn wind blew away the hypocrisy and selfishness on weekdays, and people were open-minded and sincere. In this natural and refreshing season, how can we tolerate suspicion and melodrama?
The refreshing, warm and sincere, uncut natural expression, flowing freely, reveals refreshing new ideas, which is the noble and unique charm of autumn.
Is that enough? There is no lingering in spring, fanaticism in summer and indifference in winter. You are like a steed running and jumping from time to time in Yuan Ye, like a general who has experienced vicissitudes and is open-minded and cheerful, like a meteor flowing leisurely in the night sky. ...
Autumn is crisp. The sky above is high and wide, blue without a cloud; At the foot is a flat land, full of mature golden yellow and quiet streets. The rustling of yellow leaves in the wind is gently accompanied by a clear and transparent stream jumping happily. Everything is like that, please be pure and free and easy.
Autumn is warm. People withered by the heat cheered up in a slight coolness. The students started the new school year with confidence; Young people are also looking at Chongyang in high spirits, walking briskly and flying high, with new expectations.
Autumn is sincere. A gust of autumn wind blew away the hypocrisy and selfishness on weekdays, and people were open-minded and sincere. In this natural and refreshing season, how can we tolerate suspicion and melodrama?
The refreshing, warm and sincere, uncut natural expression, flowing freely, reveals refreshing new ideas, which is the noble and unique charm of autumn.
Is that enough?