1. Look at the pictures and write a story about beautiful spring 200 words
Spring is here Spring is here! spring is coming! The grass that had slept all winter woke up. Miss Chun saw it and quickly put on a green dress. Aunt Chunyu sprinkled the crystal clear raindrops on the grass, and the grass seemed to be rolling with diamonds. . The little flowers bloomed with cute smiling faces, colorful, attracting many butterflies and bees. The little swallows flew back from the south, screaming as they flew, as if to say: "Spring is coming, spring is coming..." Sister Willow Tree looked at Looking at her bare branches, they didn't look good at all, and she felt very sad. She shook her body vigorously, and shaken, the willow leaves grew out, and they were yellow and goose-yellow. When the spring breeze blew, the willow branches danced like a princess's braids. . The sun shines on the river with silver light, and the cute little fish swim happily in the water, enjoying the wonderful spring scenery. Spring is so beautiful. 2. Look at the pictures and write a 250-word composition about the beautiful spring
[Look at the pictures and write a 250-word composition about the beautiful spring]
The spring girl is here, and she has brought all things in the world Vitality, look at the pictures and write a beautiful spring composition of 250 words.
We walked to the lake, and the mountains in the distance were one after another, as if you can't live without me and I can't live without you. Look, the golden rapeseed flowers remind me of an ancient poem: "Children rush to chase yellow butterflies, flying into the rapeseed flowers and nowhere to be found." There are also beautiful peach blossoms, fragrant. The green willow tree shakes the long green braid, like the hair of a spring girl. The little swallow is chirping, and it is telling us that spring is coming. Composition for the second grade of elementary school "Look at pictures and write words about beautiful spring composition in 250 words."
Looking at the lake again, it looks like a big bright mirror. The scenery around the lake is reflected on the lake. There are small fish playing in the water. Look, there is a cruise ship on the lake. Lan Lan and her parents are sitting on the boat. , singing and enjoying the scenery.
Ah! Spring is so beautiful, I like spring. 3. The third-grade composition "Spring is coming" is 250 words.
For reference only, no plagiarism! Spring is here, ding dong, ding dong, Miss Chun is ringing the doorbell of the world, and Miss Chun is walking towards us immediately.
Miss Chun is here, and Grandpa Dong takes the "long beard" hanging on the ground home. look! The slippery and strong ice has turned into a stream flowing with clear water. The green grass poked its little head out to enjoy the warmth of spring. The little flowers woke up one by one and spread their petals shyly.
The big tree also woke up under the urging of Miss Spring. It stretched its waist, straightened its back, and slowly gave birth to many leaf sons. A spring breeze blew by, and they seemed to be dancing to welcome Miss Spring. With the arrival of the new year, the little bird sang in the sky, singing "Spring is coming, spring is coming, everything is awakening..." My friends and I played happily on the green grass, some played football, and some jumped rubber bands. , some skipping rope, and some playing hide-and-seek. The joy of children is everywhere, and the chirping of birds is everywhere. I love nature, and I love the beautiful spring even more.
Spring is here. Spring is here, and the little swallows are back. They use their beautiful black scissors to make a green dress for the earth. The creek sings happily, the grass grows to its heart's content, ah... what a beautiful spring.
Spring is coming, winter is coming, the cold wind is blowing, leaving the earth without a ray of life. People are hiding in their homes with the air conditioners blowing, and the streets are deserted. "Ding bell-----" After the school bell rang, I walked happily home with brisk steps and an exam paper marked with 100 points in my hand.
It was cold and windy along the way, but I didn’t feel the cold at all. Just as I was crossing the road, a motorcycle came over and knocked me down.
As I lay on the ground, I saw the owner of the motorcycle running away. Suddenly, I felt a stream of liquid flowing down my forehead. I touched it with my hand, ah! It was full of blood, I couldn't help but tremble, and my limbs were completely weak.
But there was no one around, and it was still some distance from home. I struggled to stand up, but pain kept coming from my feet. It turned out that my feet were also injured. At that point, I really wished someone would notice me and take me to the hospital.
At this moment, a pair of big hands helped me up. I looked up and saw an aunt I had never met before. She asked me with concern: "Little sister, what's wrong with you?" She said sadly: "I was hit by a motorcycle, and my head hurts so much now!" After hearing this, the aunt squatted down without saying anything and let me lie on her back. I saw how thin she was and said I refused to do anything. After hearing this, my aunt said, "It's okay, I can hold on." After saying that, she pulled me onto her back.
On the road, I felt warmth surrounding my whole body. When we arrived at the hospital, she asked me for my phone number. After receiving the call, my parents rushed to the hospital, and my aunt's long hair disappeared from my sight.
On the way home, I opened my eyes and saw that the trees on the roadside were full of green leaves, and the grass was coming out of the soil. Spring is coming, spring must be coming! Spring is here. Spring has come to the world with brisk steps. All living things are sprouting with vigorous vitality.
Even the animals sleeping in their nests woke up. The flowers are vying for beauty among the flowers.
It seems to be saying: "I am the most beautiful, I am the most beautiful." The willow tree sprouted, with long hanging branches dancing in the wind.
In the campus, the pine trees revealed their long thorns, and the grass sprouted tender buds. The leaves of the holly trees in the flower bed have also turned green.
On a spring morning, the sky was clear, and the jasmine flowers seemed to be saying: "Do you know? Spring has arrived." In the square, people were talking and laughing, and some were watching movies in front of the big screen.
Ah! Spring is so beautiful and desirable. …. 4. Look at pictures and write words about the charm of spring on the third day of the third lunar month
Spring is a poem, which uses simple words to describe the vitality; spring is a painting, which uses colorful paints to dye the willows and flowers red; spring is a A song that sings a hymn of spring with jumping notes.
This may be the rhythm of spring! The weather is getting warmer and the ice and snow are melting. The most charming thing at this time is the willow tree.
The willow tree took out new branches and grew green buds. It is like a slim girl, dancing gracefully and gracefully.
Looking from a distance, the poplar tree seems to be covered with green gauze. The spring breeze blew by, and the grass lowered its head and twisted its body playfully. The wind blew into its armpits, and the grass laughed so hard that it said: "Spring is here!" The winter jasmine flowers rushed to the branches. Show off your beauty.
Taohua smiled and blushed, blooming her own beauty. The swallow put on new black clothes and flew back to his hometown from the south.
The little swallows stood on the wires, like a piece of music. Some swallows are flying and some are building nests.
Shouting: "Spring is here, spring is here!" The creek flows by, and the frogs sing on the bank: "Spring is here!" The happiest people at this time are the children. They played some football on the grass and played hide and seek.
The children can also fly kites, letting their hopes, dreams and happiness fly. Spring is a poem, which uses simple words to describe the vitality; spring is a painting, which uses colorful paints to dye the willows and flowers; spring is a song, which sings the praises of spring with jumping notes.
This is the rhythm of spring.