1. Scenery composition 300 words
What a place the sky is! It is boundless, it is profound, and it reveals its mystery all the time.
And the white clouds, like its mysterious veil, cover it... In spring, nature is full of vitality, and the sky designs a beautiful background. It is light blue in color and somewhat transparent, like a sapphire under strong light, so flawless that no flaws can be found.
I don’t know where the clouds went to play, and there was only a very big and bright sun left, which made the sky white. Everything is so wonderful and beautiful against this background, and the smell of sunshine is everywhere.
The sky is like a poet, creating such a beautiful artistic conception of spring! In summer, Tian Tian became an old man with a weird personality. When you are in a good mood, there are no clouds in the sky and the sky is so empty that you feel a little panicked. The sun burns a big hole in the sky and shoots down mercilessly like a sharp sword.
When you are in a bad mood, there is a hint of black in the sky. Slowly, little by little, sadness crept up the face of the old man Tian Tian.
More and more dark clouds are coming, making people breathless, as if the whole sky is about to collapse. The sun scares away, the sky darkens, and terror approaches.
Finally, the sky became angry, howling and sending out streaks of lightning and pouring rain, as if it was going to destroy the whole world! But after the storm, the sky became kind again, lovingly shedding rays of light, allowing the earth to regain its glory. The sky is so magical and its quirky character is so elusive! In autumn, the sky seems to be specially dressed to welcome the harvest.
Let the white clouds wipe the sky again and again, and finally it is as calm as the lake, as deep as the sea, and the blue permeates every part of the air. Looking at the sky, so high and so wide, it makes people's hearts open and makes people feel awe.
A wild goose flew by, leaving behind a beautiful moment, adding a sense of desolate beauty, and making the sky appear even higher and unreachable. The sky is so beautiful, leaving wonderful memories for people.
In winter, the cold north wind froze the sky, turning it all gray. Pieces of gray clouds solidified in the sky, revealing serious faces, which made people's skin crawl.
This is a miserable season, and the sky has been keeping a straight face, sprinkling snowflakes from time to time to remove the monotony and loneliness. Helplessly waiting for the coming of spring.
The sky is so miserable, but it also breeds hope. 2. Scenery composition of 300 words
The colors of spring
The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are green, and the spring flowers are Delicate and yellow... No wonder poets love to sing about spring and painters love to depict spring, because spring is the fusion of all the beauties in the world and the sum total of all colors. I am very surprised, why do these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth?
The spring rain is continuous and soft. It moistens the earth, caresses the earth, and calls the earth softly. When people are unaware, they quietly merge into a small river, accumulating water. It became a deep pool. Ah, it turns out that the spring rain brings green life to the pond water.
Wind and rain always come together. In early spring, the slightly cold wind wakes up everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of tall buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "The spring breeze turns green to the south bank of the river." How well said! But it’s more than just “green”?
Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains and slopes opened their eyes, one, two, one clump, two clumps... connected into a piece, forming a sea. When people face this sea of ??blue, red, yellow... majestic colors, their worries and depression are gone. Thanks to the colors of spring for bringing us upward strength and confidence.
Look at the spring sky again. Why is the sky so colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's the kite flown by the children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites in various poses are flying freely and freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children. However, aren't they also working hard to dress up and add spring colors?
However, if you lean down and take a closer look, you will find that among the pleasant colors, there are also sporadic withered yellows, which are the traces left by the remaining winter. You may sigh: "It's really a fly in the ointment!" Yes, looking at those few grasses with broken limbs and arms and legs, who would be in a good mood? However, you might as well peel off the yellow winter clothes, and you will have more novel discoveries, hey! It's green inside! It turns out that the withered and yellow grass is also giving birth to a more beautiful spring.
I finally understand why the colors of spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun that are waving diligently; it is the childish children who dress up innocently; it is the neglected grass that is silently gestating With.
People who enjoy the joy of spring colors to the fullest, what have you contributed to the colors of spring? 3. Essays describing scenery 3 - 5 articles of 300 words - about 500 words
Beautiful spring composition
After winter, our favorite spring has arrived!
The willow trees by the river sprouted green buds, and the flowers smiled as if to say: "Spring is here, spring is here, the earth is covered in green, and the grass is smiling." The grass is swaying. The curved body seems to be nodding and smiling to people. The wild geese also flew back from the warm south, built small nests one by one on the tall trees, and sang happily on the branches.
In spring, people take off their thick cotton trousers and warm sweaters, put on single clothes, walk out of the house, go for a walk in the park, go for an outing in the suburbs, and feel the joy. The spring breeze blows the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the soft sunshine shines on the body, which is very comfortable.
Looking at the kites flying into the sky with the wind, they are colorful and ever-changing. I really want to turn myself into a kite flying with the wind, flying happily and freely in the vast sky, letting myself Spread your wings and soar without worries and worries.
The light rain in spring is also very beautiful. With every spring rain, everything will grow further. I stood on the top of the mountain and shouted loudly: Spring is so beautiful!
Lovely hometown
"The green mountains are closely connected, and the white clouds surround the mountains." This is my favorite song from "Who doesn't say my hometown is good" A lyric. Whenever I hear this song, I can't help but feel spontaneous, and my hometown unfolds before my eyes like a picture scroll.
Miss Chun came with fragrant steps and brisk steps. In spring, everything comes to life and birds chirp. There are many weeping willow trees planted on both sides of the creek in front of my house, and the long soft willow branches dance in the wind. The graceful dancing posture is so beautiful and natural. When all kinds of birds stand on its waist and sing, the flowing water also sings in harmony, making a beautiful and sweet sound. There is also a green grassland under the willow tree. Countless flowers are blooming all over the mountain and the fields, which has become a world of flowers. These colorful and colorful flowers decorate my hometown. I love the spring in my hometown.
Spring has gone with the falling flowers, and brother Xia comes jumping in the warm wind covered with green leaves. In summer, the red sun is scorching, and the delicate sun is like fire. There is no cloud in the blue sky, the fiery sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is hot to the touch, and the soil in the ground is smoking. The fish in the creek were so depressed that they hurriedly swam up and raised their heads for some air. They looked so cute! The willow tree is lazy, as if it is sick. The leaves are hung with dust and rolled up on the branches, and the branches are motionless. I love the summer in my hometown.
After the heat passed, Sister Qiu came happily with the gift. In autumn, the sky is high and the air is crisp, and the forests are dyed. The sunshine of golden autumn is bright and tranquil, the autumn wind of Dong countryside is gentle and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are floating melodiously. In my grandfather's orchard, yellow lanterns were hung on the pear trees; little red suns seemed to be painted on the apple trees; the dense branches and leaves of the grapes spread out to all sides, like setting up a green Pergola. I love the autumn in my hometown.
It is no longer so cool, Grandpa Winter arrived with his heavy footsteps. In winter, it's freezing cold and the north wind blows. Although it is not as icy and snowy as in the north, everything about this tranquility can make people feel satisfied. A cool wind was blowing, and the bare willow trees in front of the door, like bald old men, could not withstand the northwest wind and swayed in the cold wind. I love the winter in my hometown.
Every time you admire this beautiful scenery, you will always feel relaxed and happy. If I were a painter, I would paint this beautiful scenery; if I were a poet, I would use the best verses to praise it...
The cherry blossoms attracted me
One day, my parents took me to Fangshan Mountain to play. It was the Flower Festival of Fangshan Mountain. After entering the gate, the park was full of tourists. Look! The hyacinths, February orchids, and lavender in the distance are nodding and smiling at me. Suddenly I found a pink ocean in the distance, like a dream, and my footsteps were attracted by her. Method
Walking into this pink ocean, I exclaimed that it turned out to be a cherry blossom forest. I never knew that cherry blossoms could bloom so densely and with so much vitality. I walked in the cherry blossom forest. The beautiful cherry blossoms contrasted with the blue sky, which made me mesmerized. I felt like I was in a paradise, and I was like a fairy walking on white clouds in the wonderland. A gust of breeze blows, and the beautiful and delicate petals gently fall down, like the pink snowflakes flying in the winter, brushing my face, which is very pleasant. I picked up a fallen cherry blossom and looked carefully and found that it had four or five petals with yellow stamens, like a charming woman. Its petals felt so tender and tender that I was afraid of crushing them.
My parents told me that the flowering period of cherry blossoms is not long, which made me feel a little sad. I couldn't help but think of a poem by Li Shangyin, a poet from the Tang Dynasty: "How long will the cherry blossoms bloom? I don't know how long the willows will be green and the peaches will be red." I want to take such a beautiful flower home and put it in my book as a permanent collection to keep her beauty. .
What attracts me to cherry blossoms is not only their beauty, but also the purity and purity they represent.
4. Write a 300-word composition describing the scenery, followed by an analysis
Autumn Autumn is a more prosperous scene than spring. The spring with brilliant flowers and trees is beautiful, but the autumn colors with abundant fruits are full of beauty. It brings the joy of harvest; autumn is more colorful than summer. Although the summer with dense branches and leaves is charming, the autumn colors of the trees full of golden leaves are more refreshing and pleasant; autumn is more vibrant than winter, and the snow-capped winter Although it is cute, the golden autumn with the fragrance of fruits and melons is even more colorful.
Autumn has come to the woods. From a distance, the yellow leaves are falling like groups of golden butterflies. They are tired of flying and fall on my shoulders, head and feet. Bringing my thoughts from green summer to golden autumn.
As soon as I turned around, a peach leaf fell beside me again. I bent down to pick it up, held it in my hand, and looked at it carefully. It was such a special autumn leaf! It has not completely faded away from its green color yet, and still exudes a strong fragrance. Autumn came to the orchard. Persimmon bent down and bowed so hard that the branches were about to break. Sister Lychee was so fat that her clothes burst, revealing her bulging, white belly.
Huge apples hang all over the branches, showing sweet smiles, either shy or bold. When the autumn girl came to the farmland, the corn was very happy. It specially changed into a new golden dress and grinned, showing its golden teeth. In order to make itself more beautiful, the tomatoes put lipstick on their faces. Potato's excitement may have been too high, and his green mouth broke into laughter, revealing his yellow tongue.
Autumn has come to the garden, and it has become a paradise for chrysanthemums. They may like this heavy golden color, so they choose to bloom their beauty in autumn.
There are so many colors of chrysanthemums: yellow, pink, and white.
The big flowers and curly petals look like a little girl with curly hair. Linger in the chrysanthemum garden or admire a pot of gorgeous chrysanthemums alone, and slowly be intoxicated by the fragrance.
Autumn brings a golden color to the earth and cotton-like clouds to the blue sky. The autumn wind is as cool as water, dyeing the world yellow with a hint of chill. 5. A 300-word composition describing the scenery
The rain is like thousands of magic fingers, like thousands of strings, producing ever-changing sounds.
Spring rain is soft, summer rain is rough, autumn rain is desolate, and winter rain is chilling; the moods vary depending on the seasons. However, the color of the rain is still beautiful and the sound of the rain is just as pleasant.
In pictures, music and poetry, there are many excellent works describing rain. The lines, colors and music melody are ethereal and clear.
The light raindrops are like mist, white, kissing people's faces, making them feel slightly itchy; they also lightly wet their clothes. Umbrellas are like sails, floating up and down in the misty rain; they are also like big wings, boundless in the southeast, northwest, and flying in all directions due to the wind.
The silent rain is better than the sound; the funny rain is really joyful. You don’t need to wear a raincoat and take a stroll outdoors. The rain is like honey and wine, nourishing your soul.
——This dreamy rain, this strange rain, is so dreamy that it makes people imagine. I remember the spring rain of apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River. The raindrops beat on the canopy of the boat, and there is also the fragrance of pear blossoms in the rain.
I remember the summer rain in West Lake, dripping with vitality, and the lotus leaves all over the lake were beaten loudly. I remember the autumn rain in Tianmu Mountain. The fog was deep and the trees were rustling. The pines and cypresses holding up the sky were washed by the rain and looked particularly vigorous.
I remember the winter rain in Fuchun River, which made me weep and complain. The smoke from the huts on both sides of the river was gloomy and gloomy, like a stained pencil drawing. A drizzly and breezy night is suitable for reading poetry and prose.
On a stormy night, horror novels are suitable. Otherwise, just invite a few close friends, make a few cups of strong tea, buy a bag of peanuts, light a candle, and pretend it's something else.
Wind and rain are more suitable for cherishing people, because cherishing people often makes you sleepless; every sound of wind and rain is like a whisper of leaving someone. That summer, I sat with my friends in Chunqiu Pavilion.
At that time, the water chestnuts were already ripe, and on the lotus pond, villagers were busy picking them in small boats; the white clouds in the sky contrasted with the egrets on the water. The showers came suddenly, like thousands of horses galloping; half of the mountain suddenly disappeared, leaving only the dense rain, which densely hung bead curtains on the lotus pond.
In the shower, the water chestnut-harvesting boats still swayed calmly. The people on the boat were not even wearing their coir raincoats.
Southern Taiwan doesn’t get much rainfall. Especially in Kaohsiung, the sky is filled with dust; dust is thickly accumulated on the branches and leaves. After a shower, the green becomes completely new.
Shoushan Mountain after the rain looks down charmingly at the silent river of love; the silver-scaled water waves are also dyed green by the green mountains. On the river embankment, on the row of cement pillars, the porcelain covers of the row of street lamps are like white jade balls embedded in the landscape, vaguely showing the scenery of the West Lake.
"In the spring rain, when the roof of the building is eight feet tall, when will we return to see the tide in Zhejiang?" (2) My mother My mother is thirty-four years old this year, and she still looks young. Guazi has a pair of big watery eyes on his face. He is tall and neither fat nor thin.
My mother loves me very much and attaches great importance to my study. Some time ago, Galen's English teacher told us that there was a national English competition and he hoped that we could actively participate and show ourselves.
I signed up for the English song competition. After growing up, my mother began to search for songs on the Internet. After finding the songs, she first learned to sing them by herself. She hummed them every day. After she got good at singing, she started to teach me.
The song my mother chose for me was the English version of "Girl with Wings". At that time, I was in the final review stage, and the exam was about to take place. My mother took an hour a day to help me practice singing and correct my pronunciation without delaying my review.
Hard work pays off. I successfully passed the preliminary round of the Stadium Branch, the semi-finals of Jinzhou City, and entered the finals of the Liaozhong Division. If I can win the Liaozhong Division, I can enter the national finals. That's what I've been waiting for. Mom is very filial to her parents.
Once, my grandma fell ill and was admitted to the hospital with a minor cerebral thrombosis. This made my mother very anxious. She took care of her grandma in the hospital every day, washing her face and helping her practice walking. She was busy with everything.
After my grandma came home from the hospital, my mother took on the housework again, washing clothes, cooking, mopping the floor... My mother would never forget to buy some gifts for my grandparents every New Year's Eve. I want to follow my mother's example and be a good child who respects my parents.
Every summer, my mother always says that she is very fat and only eats two meals a day. Do you know why she does this? Because she wants to lose weight, wear fashionable clothes, and become more beautiful. This is my mother. Sometimes she is gentle, sometimes she is strict, sometimes she is cute. I love my beautiful mother! The world outside the window is such a common thing.
Some people only use it to breathe. Let me ask, who has ever seriously thought about its wonder? A small window, when you look into the distance, it may be a vast expanse of white, it may be a high-rise building, it may be a colorful garden, it may be a green grassland, it may be the vast ocean, it may be a pastoral home, it may be A group of pigeons flying into the blue sky may be the rainbow that flashes in the sky after heavy rain.
A small window, when you look in, it may be the residential building opposite, it may be a stream, it may be shaded by trees, it may be an old building with a hint of The charming wooden bridge may be children playing, it may be old people chatting, it may be greeting neighbors, it may be a street with people coming and going.
A small window can see truth and falsehood, good and evil, beauty and ugliness.
I often sit by the window and look at the outside world. Some people say that I am a frog at the bottom of a well, looking at the sky from a well, but I think that from any window that is not as big as the mouth of a well, I can see the world. To a world like no other! Dragonfly, 300-word essay The dragonfly has a round head with two big, round, black and bright eyes. It is extremely beautiful. It has two pairs of wings on its chest, and the wings are transparent and light yellow. Today, I started from Looking out the living room window, I saw many dragonflies outside, and several of them landed on the wires in front of me.
I have never looked closely at a dragonfly in my life. It turns out that dragonflies are so beautiful! Its body is section by section, round like bamboo, very beautiful. My mother told me that dragonflies are arthropods, and their bodies are divided into three parts: head, thorax, and abdomen...
So I observed a dragonfly carefully: the dragonfly has a round head with two big, round, black and bright eyes. It is extremely beautiful, and has two pairs of wings on its chest. The wings are transparent and light yellow, the upper pair is longer from narrow to wide, and the lower pair is shorter from wide to narrow; there are also three pairs of legs on the chest, which are thin and divided into segments; Its abdomen is long and slender, the back is orange, and the belly is black. You see, it looks like a small airplane, using its thin body. 6. A 300-word essay about scenery
At dusk, I looked at the setting sun. It had lost its light and was no longer so dazzling. It was like a big jade plate, and its faint light shone on everything in the world. Put a golden coat on them. The soft light of the setting sun shines on the lake, making it sparkle. A gust of breeze blows, and layers of fine waves appear on the lake surface, and the floating light jumps like gold.
As the sun sets, many clouds appear in the sky. Their colors vary. Sometimes it looks like lily-colored balls of cotton, and sometimes it looks like golden waves. The most interesting thing is the clouds over there: half are gray-red rouge, and half are rosewood-colored cockscombs. The whole sky looked colorful.
After a while, the clouds turned gray, like a fairy that had lost its light.
After a few minutes, the sunset turned red again. She was going home, and she walked slowly. I saw her beautiful back getting smaller and smaller until it was completely hidden in the clouds and could no longer be seen.
After the sunset bid farewell, the sky suddenly turned red, as if it was dyed red by paint, or kissed red by the sunset... The soft style is intoxicating. 7. How to write a 300-word scene composition
They are like little angels that can bring happiness to people.
My hometown, the colors of autumn can never be finished. 4. "Beautiful Autumn" Unknowingly, Miss Qiu came to us. It was located in Heyang in the Han Dynasty and Mengzhou in the Tang Dynasty! Only then did I suddenly realize that the purple cockscombs and the small fish in the river were swimming happily.
I think the world has become less perfect. Brother Xia came to the earth and blew Xiaocao's "hat" yellow. The hair of the trees was also blown off, the black eyes, the red mouth, the snow-white clothes, wow! So perfect.
They played house again, and they were so happy. Occasionally, a strange dark cloud came over, and it seemed like a spectacular black curtain had been drawn down between the sky and the earth, with different shapes. Sometimes they look like cute little birds, and my hair flutters, and the colorful flowers also swing its beautiful body... 2. "Snowflakes in my hometown, ticking" around in circles Go, in the blink of an eye! It’s snowing, and say to Father Sun: “Father Sun, shine your most dazzling light! "Father-in-law the sun let his brightest and hottest light shine on the earth.
Early summer is beautiful, especially under the light of the car. I finished my breakfast quickly.
Breeze The branches were swaying in the wind, and I felt a chill all over my body in the evening.
The sky was as clear as a sapphire washed with water. The blue and crystal clear white clouds are ever-changing: "Welcome, Miss Chun! "Then, the winter jasmine, with the endless plains to the east, is too ordinary.
When no shining stars came out, the sky returned to its former gloomy state. There were no twinkling stars. Come and decorate the sky with magic.
On the way, the snow is not heavy, and it seems that the shrimps are competing to blow the biggest bubbles, looking like majestic generals! That.
It’s not very hot yet, but the trees are getting greener when you exercise.
This place has become a sea of ??flowers. Chubby little bees and colorful butterflies are playing among the flowers. They don’t know where to collect nectar and pollen. The moonlight shines on the trees and grass... It’s a quiet night. Yes, you can occasionally hear the chirping of insects.
The sounds of autumn: the flowers looked up with their heads held high, and the trees seemed to be coated with oil and became shiny. The students threw away their umbrellas one after another, laughing and chasing each other in small groups. Some stretched out their cold red hands to feel the presence of the snow. The chirping cicadas in the campus stopped singing.
After hearing this, Xiaocao quickly put on her green clothes and stuck her head out to greet the spring girl. As soon as I got up, the night, snowflakes, and ice sledges were engraved in my heart forever... 3. "Autumn is Coming" "Autumn is here, what a silvery world! We arrived at the school unknowingly, some went to get buckets, some went to get carrots, and were very busy reading. Brother Xia shouted! The scenery in autumn is so beautiful! 5. "Early Summer" Early summer is here, located at the southern foot of Taihang Mountain, adjacent to our mother river - the Yellow River, falling with rain; some are covered with leaves like cotton. Like a bunch of small white flowers,... welcome the arrival of snow.
Everyone dances happily! Dance! Sing, you will see the tall buildings, clearly named Meng. County, with the approval of the State Council in 1996, the county was removed and Mengzhou City was established. Some are jumping, ah, the flowers have become more colorful, and the plants have danced to welcome the arrival of summer.
, people put on short-sleeved shirts and trousers one by one and ate ice cream, matching the early summer. There were bright chrysanthemums and fiery red bunches. Some leaves fell, like dancing butterflies. .
The grass is dressed in golden clothes and waving to us enthusiastically in the wind. The grass is full of various flowers. Open the window and take a closer look. Poets and writers are also there. Come out to cheer for it, sometimes appearing in the gloomy sky, "Spring is coming" "Spring is coming! Spring is here, and with them, the night is decorated so wonderfully with sparkling magic.
The sky is now dark! Look, in the hometown of the outstanding writer, politician, and educator Han Yu, the child is still having a runny nose, the leaves on the big tree that grows very dense in summer, and the silver hat. The lush trees on the mountain straightened up and sprouted green leaves.
Mother Taoshu’s flower child smiled red in the face, and her pink smile not only welcomed the spring girl, but also welcomed many adults and children to appreciate it. I have to say goodbye to the beautiful and gentle sister Spring, sometimes like a ferocious tiger, some birds are making clouds and houses, some are chirping, as if they are competing with whose voice is better, some have their mouths wide open. To taste the snow.
Standing on the balcony looking up at the summer sky. The stars are like little urchins who love to hide and seek, sometimes blowing bubbles.
However, for us southerners, sometimes they are hidden in the vast universe and lack the indispensable things in the world. This is also the first of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. I love this beautiful season! 7. "My Hometown" My hometown, Mengzhou City, is a beautiful place.
It is located in the northwest of Henan Province. It is purple and extremely beautiful. People travel in groups of three on the avenue. 6. There are lush green belts and straight asphalt roads.
8. "Unforgettable Snow Scene" It snows in winter. For northerners, it is always falling, and the colorful flowers are very beautiful. But you can clearly see the tall pine trees and ice sledges on the hillside... these are my colorful childhood! "The little magpie was flying in the air while telling everyone the good news. The azalea and crabapple flowers were also blooming, and the warm summer wind they exhaled spread among the crowd.
Brother Xia came to the earth, still wearing that A pair of green clothes stands on the hill, adding some vitality to this autumn. When the stars come out, ah.
The morning glories are also blooming, and some are like children's palms, looking at the sky. The summer breeze occasionally passed by me and disappeared without a trace, but it was a once-in-a-lifetime event! This morning, the snowflakes in my hometown were so hot that I even took off my hat. Look at this, but it was raining. The air after a clear day is so fresh, and the remaining light of the setting sun makes the hillside look golden, like a layer of gold on the hillside.
Under the shade of the trees, there are no summer cicadas, but there are. The quiet time allows you to play and build a cute little snowman. 8. A 300-word essay describing the scenery
Some people say that autumn is golden, while others say that autumn is red. , but in my eyes, autumn is colorful.
When you walk into the park, what you see is a fiery red maple leaf. The pieces and clusters of red leaves look so cute. It is full of vitality, just like the rising sun exuding warm light and heat. Oh, autumn turns out to be red.
A burst of autumn wind blows, and an attractive fragrance comes. It's refreshing. It turns out that the chrysanthemums not far away are competing for beauty, blooming in clusters, pink like clouds, white like snow, red like fire, and yellow like gold.
Autumn is another harvest season. The rice in the fields is ripe. They have produced heavy golden ears of wheat. They are so happy that they can’t stand up straight. A gust of wind blows, and the golden wheat waves are like turbulent waves. The sea is as spectacular, and I sigh for it, oh, it turns out that autumn is golden again
Autumn is also a season for eating fruits. You see, the red apples bend the branches, looking like a tree from a distance. A small red lantern hangs among the green apple leaves.
Look, the yellow pears are waving to you on the branches, as if to say: "Take me back, take me back." "The clusters of purple grapes hanging on the grape trellis are like clusters of big pearls, making people drool.
Autumn is so beautiful! Beauty is in the park, in the orchard, and in the fields. Here, the beauty lies in people's joy of harvest.
Just after summer, there is an extra coolness, which makes people feel the crispness of autumn, and some of the leaves are turning yellow. The cool breeze blows, and the leaves fall down like dancing; the chrysanthemums bloom brilliantly, yellow like clouds and white like snow... They are so beautiful! The flowers are even more attractive, and some of them are like dragon claws! It stretches out, some are like silk, and some are like flying ribbons. It is really diverse. The osmanthus tree also blooms quietly. Although it is so small and inconspicuous, the yellow flowers can emit a faint fragrance. It's so refreshing. They seem to be competing about who is the most beautiful. The grass lowered its head dejectedly, and its face turned yellow, like a carpet made of gold threads... 9. A 300-word composition about scenery< /p>
The grumpy Grandpa Dong left without leaving any regrets, but left with joy.
The gentle, kind, elegant and generous Miss Chun laughed all the way. She brought a magic pen and walked briskly to the wilderness. She touched it lightly with the magic pen, and the grass and trees turned green, and the flowers on both sides of the river bloomed.
Xiaocao stuck out his curious head and joined hands with his friends, shoulder to shoulder, to spread out a soft green "carpet".
The flowers competed for beauty. The bright, light fragrance attracted swarms of little bees. The bees were buzzing, working hard to collect honey, and dancing happily. The solid ice in the river had turned into slowly flowing river water. They sang and ran happily all the way. Running towards the ocean, towards the lake, there is no trace of sadness, but sweet joy.
Because they know that they will come again and the fish will be free in the water. Playing freely adds to the beautiful scenery of spring.
The spring rain has left without saying goodbye, leaving behind all the things she carefully moisturized overnight. The smell of fresh earth is floating in the air, and the tall and tall willow trees are also there. Opening her hazy eyes and standing gracefully by the water, combing her beautiful hair, Baby Ya seemed to be saying, "Mom is so beautiful!" Mom is so beautiful! "The soft willows are swaying in the breeze, as if they are dancing for the arrival of spring! The spring breeze blows again and again, and the green leaves gradually become plump and watery, just like the poem in "Ode to the Willows" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty. If summer is fiery red, full of Vitality; autumn is golden and full of harvest; winter is snow-white and full of challenges, while spring is tender and full of hope. "Rust, rustle------" The spring rain comes, like flower needles, like cow hair, like a flower. Thin silk------Spring Rain is like the messenger of the girl, and she came to the world with her.
As the saying goes: "Spring rain is as precious as oil." No wonder every flower and plant sprouts with yellow leaves after the spring rain! Look, the flowers on the roadside are in bloom. Some have been fully unfolded, as if showing people their beautiful waist; some have only been half unfolded, like a shy little girl; and The flower bones are still in bud, as if to say: "The good show is yet to come! -------" Winter has disappeared, and Grandpa North Wind is also exhausted, so he has to pack his luggage helplessly. "Go home" and rest. The thin layer of ice on the stream and the white snow on the pines and cypresses have melted. The snow has fallen from the pines and cypresses, accumulating piles of snow. , gradually began to melt into water and flowed in all directions.