How to imitate the beauty of the four seasons is as follows:
Example 1:
Spring is a season full of hope. In spring, everything revives and is full of vitality. Bits and pieces of green emerged from the branches. The flowers in the garden put on bright skirts again. After a rain, Hua'er's skirt was embedded with a few pearls.
In summer, the fiery sun scorches the earth. As soon as night falls and a bright moon rises in the night sky, the concert in the garden begins. The cricket played the violin, the cicada sang, the locust played the accordion... I felt extremely relaxed when the sweet sounds greeted my ears.
Autumn is a fruitful season. The apple blushed, the rice lowered its head, and the pumpkin grew round... It looked like a good harvest. Thousands of meters above the ground, pairs of wild geese flew side by side. Winter is a lively season. Pieces of crystal clear snowflakes fell from the sky, bringing a cooling effect to the ground. When the water freezes, it turns into ice. It became a dazzling ice sculpture at the Ice and Snow Festival.
Example 2:
Spring is the liveliness of the four seasons. After the spring rain, everything revives. The gentle sunshine shines on the ground, gently brushing the tender grass, leaving mottled reflections. The chirping of birds in the valley continues one after another, adding a beautiful melody to the flowers vying to bloom.
Summer is the gentleness of the four seasons. The raging waves beat against the rocks, and you lie quietly on the golden beach, enjoying the comfortable sunshine and admiring the sight of the tall lighthouse standing in the blue in the distance. Flocks of seabirds soar high in the sky, guarding the uninhabited island isolated in the sea.
Autumn is the romance of the four seasons. Standing on the top of Huangshan Mountain above the clouds, looking around, the geese flying together in the sky are heading into the distance. Maple leaves also fell from the trees one after another, flying everywhere with the autumn wind.
This vast and vast scene makes people cry. Winter is the wrath of the four seasons. I lit a blazing charcoal fire and stood by the window. Everything was white. People tried to grab the snowflakes with their warm hands, but they all melted. My leisurely mood and the biting cold wind mixed together to form the beauty of the four seasons in my eyes.