Autumn wind is like a magic pen. Overnight, the rippling forest belt was dyed golden.
Climbing to the top of the mountain and looking down, my eyes are golden. If you look carefully, you will see a piece of red and a piece of green in gold. Red as agate and green as jade. There is also a mirror-level pond at the foot of the mountain, which reflects the beautiful scenery in front of you, especially beautiful.
After going down the mountain, the roadside stall that used to sell watermelons disappeared. Instead, it is a big fragrant and crisp apple and a big pomegranate with a cracked mouth ready to break out of its shell. How cute!
As the saying goes: "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.
In the field, golden corn brushed like golden sticks, red sorghum ears were like shy little girls, blushing and lowering their shy heads, swaying in the breeze, and soybeans swaying in the wind, playing a chorus of nature in the field.
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.
I was infected and intoxicated by this golden autumn, ah! I like the bumper harvest and the golden color.
2. Write a composition with rhetorical devices such as association, metaphor and personification. I am a dandelion.
Spring has come, and a breeze is blowing on me, which is particularly warm.
As for me, I am a humble dandelion on the newly sprouted grass.
Today, a careful little girl found this dandelion, gently broke our stem, and happily ran to her mother and said, "What a beautiful dandelion!" " "After that, she blew hard at my body. Our dandelion brothers and sisters all flew away from their mother and drifted to the future life.
I floated and floated. First, I saw a forest. I greeted a big tree grandfather, and he smiled and said to me, "How brave the little dandelion is!" " Traveling alone! "After listening, my heart is sweeter than eating honey!
I'm floating again, and I'll float to the sea. I say hello to aunt seagull excitedly. She said to me, "How brave the little dandelion is!" "After listening, I am still so happy.
I drift again and again. This time I drifted to the golden beach. I saw people playing beach volleyball happily, and each of them was very happy. I laughed too.
Now, it's dark, and I'm floating again, floating on a very fertile land. I finally fell. After a hard day, I fell asleep and entered a sweet dream.
3. Writing a landscape composition, using metaphor and personification rhetoric, is familiar to everyone. You can see it on dusty roadsides, on desolate and barren hills, and even in narrow and humid crevices. It is the messenger of spring and a new beginning. I praise the grass, it is so different. The grass is so weak that even a drop of dew can keep it low. Some of them are not as colorful as flowers, but when Miss Chun came into this world, the grass broke out, tender and green, and spread all over the earth. They unite together, and countless grasses gather together, putting bright green clothes on the earth, sending away the dryness and monotony of winter and bringing color and hope. I praise this grass, it is so different. Grass never asks for anything. However, it has done so much for people. In order to prevent the Yellow River from flooding, we must first strengthen the soil and water conservation work in the middle and upper reaches. In this work, grass is the first hero, and many grass roots form a network underground, forming a solid defense line. I admire the grass, it is so different. Grass is fragile, but when summer comes, storms can scatter branches and make flowers fall, but this has nothing to do with grass. Even if it is washed away by the storm, it still stands. Thinking about all kinds of grass, my heart suddenly shocked. Isn't the spirit of unity, cohesion, dedication and perseverance possessed by China people? "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" Let's fight for a better tomorrow like grass. The cold winter passed quietly, and the colorful spring came unconsciously.
In the field, the hibernating grass woke up in the embrace of Mother Earth, and the green body drilled out of the land. It stretches out and greedily sucks the breath of spring; Golden winter jasmine, so petite and beautiful, so colorful and dancing, as if to show off the beautiful image of spring; The willow by the river is spreading its branches, and Miss Chun is combing its yellow braid. The waterfall-like long hair was reflected on the mirror made by the river, and the willow bent down with joy. The snow in the river has melted, and the river is crystal clear and flowing forward happily.
On the shore, all kinds of unknown wild flowers are blooming with smiling faces, competing for fragrance and fighting for beauty, and butterflies are flying among the flowers. I picked up a small stone and made a Shui Piao in the river, and the river suddenly had colorful ripples.
At this time, a group of ducks jumped into the river and croaked. They are happily playing and chasing, and they are the "Prophets of Plumbing Duck on the Spring River"! A burst of laughter broke out in the yard. It turns out that children are flying kites on the lawn.
The children ran with bobbins and kites, laughing. Colorful kites are floating in the wind, setting off the blue sky beautifully! At this time, a group of swallows flew west, as if they were competing with kites! "Near, near, I hear the footsteps of spring."
"Come, come, another spring full of vitality." Ah! Spring is full of vitality and colorful. I love spring.
There is an article "Rainy Morning" in my blog. Do you think this will work? The "rainy morning" has just broken dawn. Walking in the silent street, I feel a reliable truth.
The city that quarreled all night, now take a nap and rest for a while, waiting for the scene of splashing ink again. Only the weeping willows along the street are silent and the dust falls to the ground.
There is no wind, but there is rain, delicate as mud, and the pulse falls. Touching it seriously is a bit sad and poetic. When you open the umbrella, there will be a ticking sound, just like God sending a row of dense telegrams. This impromptu voice is methodical and extremely delicate.
It's an honor to meet such rain on such an early morning. Soft drizzle, faint path, I really can't bear to live up to such a rainy morning, can't bear to refuse such tenderness, so I took an umbrella and let it be willful and affectionate.
The feeling of rain falling on the skin is really pleasant, and that subtle feeling is like a gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, comfortable and warm. Such rain and such clothes make me have an inexplicable impulse to know what kind of modality it is today.
Looking up, I saw that the French phoenix tree was lush and covered by the lush branches of Cui Ke, and a large piece of green jade was set off by the gray sky. Keep walking, keep leisurely.
A phone ringing pierced this rare leisure in a hurry, and a friend on the other end of the phone expressed a little disappointed concern: It's raining, do you have an umbrella? "Yes, a little regret!" I replied with a little arrogance and resentment.
I don't know what else is worth hiding in such rain in such an early morning. .
5. Use parallelism, metaphor, personification, quotation and other methods to write a short essay about spring in about 400 words. When spring comes, everything wakes up from winter. Birds are singing in the air, as if to say, "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! " The sky is as clear as a sapphire washed with clear water. In the distance, there are layers of rolling mountains. One mountain is light and one mountain is thick. It really looks like a beautiful landscape painting. The trees in the forest are very lush, and big trees rise from the earth like green clouds. There are several nests in several big trees, and many birds are chirping happily in the nests, as if to say, "Welcome Sister Chun! Welcome Sister Chun! " On the grass, the flowers have put on spring clothes and are competing to open. White as snow, red as fire, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay, as if waiting for the viewer. But the charm of flowers is still given by grass, which is green. It is also a paradise for small animals. Look, the kitten is lying on the green carpet in the sun. The rabbit followed his mother to pick mushrooms. It secretly picked a few small flowers from time to time. Grandpa elephant saw it. The rabbit's face was covered with flowers, and he dared not pick them on his back. The little squirrel came out of the hole. He saw this scene and jumped with the little animals. Small fish in the river learn swimming skills from their mothers. Several small fish looked up at it, as if to show their newly learned skills. "Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet" is really good. Look, a flock of ducks are playing in the water, flapping their wings. Ah! Spring in the forest is really beautiful.