1. 300 words of beautiful paragraphs or detailed descriptions of the scene
Scene description:
1. Above the twists and turns of the lotus pond, you can see the fields. leaves. The leaves are high out of the water, like the skirt of a graceful flower. Among the layers of leaves, white flowers are dotted here and there, some are blooming gracefully, and some are holding their petals shyly; just like individual bright pearls, like stars in the blue sky, and like flowers just emerging from the bath. beauty. The breeze passed by, bringing wisps of fragrance, like the faint singing from a tall building in the distance. At that time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, which immediately spread across the lotus pond. The leaves were densely packed side by side, and there seemed to be a ripple of solid blue. Under the leaves are veins of running water, which are covered so that some colors cannot be seen, but the leaves are more beautiful.
2. The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly flowing on this leaf and flower. Thin green mist floats in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; they are also like a dream wrapped in a veil. Although it was a full moon, there was a thin layer of clouds in the sky, so it couldn't shine brightly; but I thought this was just the right thing - a sound sleep is essential, but a nap also has its own flavor. The moonlight shines through the trees, and the dense shrubs high up cast jagged and mottled black shadows, as steep as ghosts; the sparse shadows of the curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, just like the famous music played on the Buddhist bell.
3. There are trees all around the lotus pond, far and near, high and low, among which willows are the most numerous. These trees surrounded a lotus pond; only a few gaps were left on the side of the path, as if they were specially left for the moonlight. The color of the trees is gloomy, and at first glance they look like a cloud of smoke; but the beauty of the willows can also be distinguished in the smoke. Faintly looming above the treetops are distant mountains, just a general outline. There are one or two street lights leaking through the cracks in the trees, looking listless and sleepy. The liveliest sounds at this time were the cicadas chirruping on the trees and the frogs croaking in the water; but the excitement was theirs and I enjoyed nothing.
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1. I saw a few sellers waiting for customers outside the fence of the platform over there. When you get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump off and climb up again. My father is a fat man, so it would be more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a large black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark blue cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the railway and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster. But it was not easy for him to cross the railway and climb to the platform over there. He clung to it with both hands and retracted his feet upwards; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort. At this time I saw his back, and my tears flowed down quickly. I quickly wiped away my tears. Afraid that he would see it, and also afraid that others would see it. When I looked outside again, he had already picked up the scarlet orange and walked back. When crossing the railway, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, then picked up the oranges and walked away. When I got here, I quickly went to help him. He walked with me to the car and put oranges on top of my fur coat. So he puffed away the dirt on his clothes, feeling very relaxed.
I hope you can adopt O (∩_∩) O~ 2. 300 words of beautiful paragraphs or detailed descriptions of the scene
Scenery:
1. Song On the surface of the twists and turns of the lotus pond could be seen fields of leaves. The leaves are high out of the water, like the skirt of a graceful flower. Among the layers of leaves, white flowers are dotted here and there, some are blooming gracefully, and some are holding their petals shyly; just like individual bright pearls, like stars in the blue sky, and like flowers just emerging from the bath. beauty. The breeze passed by, bringing wisps of fragrance, like the faint singing from a tall building in the distance. At that time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, which immediately spread across the lotus pond. The leaves were densely packed side by side, and there seemed to be a ripple of solid blue. Under the leaves are veins of running water, which are covered so that some colors cannot be seen, but the leaves are more beautiful.
2. The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly flowing on this leaf and flower. Thin green mist floats in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; they are also like a dream wrapped in a veil. Although it was a full moon, there was a thin layer of clouds in the sky, so it couldn't shine brightly; but I thought this was just the right thing - a sound sleep is essential, but a nap also has its own flavor. The moonlight shines through the trees, and the dense shrubs high up cast jagged and mottled black shadows, as steep as ghosts; the sparse shadows of the curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, just like the famous music played on the Buddhist bell.
3. There are trees all around the lotus pond, far and near, high and low, among which willows are the most numerous. These trees surrounded a lotus pond; only a few gaps were left on the side of the path, as if they were specially left for the moonlight. The color of the trees is gloomy, and at first glance they look like a cloud of smoke; but the beauty of the willows can also be distinguished in the smoke. Faintly looming above the treetops are distant mountains, just a general outline. There are one or two street lights leaking through the cracks in the trees, looking listless and sleepy. The liveliest sounds at this time were the cicadas chirruping on the trees and the frogs croaking in the water; but the excitement was theirs and I enjoyed nothing.
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1. I saw a few sellers waiting for customers outside the fence of the platform over there. When you get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump off and climb up again. My father is a fat man, so it would be more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a large black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark blue cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the railway and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster. But it was not easy for him to cross the railway and climb to the platform over there. He clung to it with both hands and retracted his feet upwards; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort. At this time I saw his back, and my tears flowed down quickly. I quickly wiped away my tears. Afraid that he would see it, and also afraid that others would see it. When I looked outside again, he had already picked up the scarlet orange and walked back. When crossing the railway, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, then picked up the oranges and walked away. When I got here, I quickly went to help him. He walked with me to the car and put oranges on top of my fur coat. So he puffed away the dirt on his clothes, feeling very relaxed.
I hope you can adopt O (∩_∩) O~ 3. A 300-word essay describing the scenery
Wang Jianqun, Pengshan Qinglong Junior High School
Sunset, bright moon , stars... are all beautiful. How many celebrities, writers, and poets have used beautiful words to describe them. But I was deeply attracted by the red sunset.
One sunny afternoon, I stood in the yard and looked at the lake-like sky. Suddenly, a red cloud appeared on the horizon. The scope of the red cloud gradually expanded, expanded, expanded... and gradually dyed half of the sky red. Even the clouds in the sky were dyed red. Among the clouds, one looked like a cunning fox, and the other looked like a ferocious tiger, which reminded me of the fable "The Fox Is Pretending to Be the Tiger." I found it really interesting, but after a while they disappeared.
Then, another interesting picture appeared before my eyes: a lively and cute little rabbit was eating grass carefree, and suddenly a tall hunter appeared behind it. Look, he was holding a shotgun in his hand. I was worried about the bunny. When I saw it, the bunny was missing? Where are the hunters? He didn't know where he had gone.
When I looked up at the sky again, I saw "dust flying" on the horizon, and countless horses dyed red by the red clouds galloping forward, and I seemed to hear the sound of their galloping. The picture of "Thousands of Horses Galloping" in front of me is so beautiful and wonderful that no painter can describe it.
Ah! Sunset, you are a masterpiece of nature, how magical you are! 4. Write a 300-word essay describing the scenery
Beautiful Autumn Last Saturday, my father and mother and I went to Dongshi.
Along the way, the breeze blew gently. I couldn't be happier.
There are rows of trees on both sides of the road. Although it is already autumn, you can still see many colorful flowers, including red, yellow, white, blue... so beautiful! Some petals are rolled up like a small water pipe. Some petals are big and round, like a small orange.
Some petals are very small, like a melon seed. These flowers dance in the autumn wind, as if saying to me: "Hello!" Autumn is the harvest season.
The golden autumn is filled with the fragrance of flowers and fruits. When I walked to the edge of the field, as far as I could see, it was all golden rice.
Strings of rice ears bent down, like a large golden sea. A gust of autumn wind blows over, and the ears of rice rise and fall like ocean waves.
Fruit farmers are picking ripe fruits in the orchard. Although they are sweating profusely, their faces are filled with smiles. I thought: There will be another good harvest this year.
Their hearts must be as sweet as drinking honey! Autumn, this harvest season is so beautiful. 5. Essay describing scenery 300
Campus Spring
The spring girl is here. She sent away the air-conditioning in winter and walked into our campus with the warm wind, rain and sunshine. She used her deft hands to decorate the campus like a paradise, so beautiful.
The grass on the playground, blown by the spring breeze and nourished by the drizzle, raised its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Hello Auntie Chun, hello Sister Chunyu and Chunfeng!" "The sound of reading loudly came from the classroom, accompanied by the drizzle, making people feel particularly comfortable.
At noon, Father Sun shines warm sunshine on the earth, mapping the school’s garden area like a paradise, which is extremely beautiful. The luxuriously decorated school science building next to it looks like a palace in the sky. Look, pairs of butterflies are flying together in the bushes, and groups of dragonflies are competing in the air like airplane stunts. Listen, "chirp, chirp", who is calling? Oh, they are a group of lively and clever birds, singing and competing in high and long jumps on the big tree where they bid farewell to hibernation and sprouted little buds. After school, the students strolled around in this environment filled with birdsong and flowers, bathing in the warm sunshine. In front of the teaching building, some students had taken off their thick clothes and played the game of throwing sandbags.
In the evening, the loud sounds of reading in the campus, the spring breeze blowing on the face, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers make people intoxicated.
Hundreds of swallows are neatly arranged on the cable lines, as if holding a swearing-in meeting to fight against mosquitoes. The small tree on the roadside holds the gift Chunyu gave him, remembering the time when the sun met during the day, and grows up with the night fog. The spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers were so happy that they danced the gentle waltz "Song of Spring Breeze" with extremely graceful posture. The stars and princesses in the sky twinkled with their little eyes, as if asking: "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me?"
Ah! Campus spring scenery, what a beautiful and charming scenery animation! 6. Looking for an essay about scenery with detailed description
An essay about scenery description
The weather has gradually become cooler after autumn. Today’s weather is particularly cool and the breeze is light. The ground echoed in the air and felt so good on my face. Taking advantage of the cool weather and the gap before the start of school, my parents and I happily decided to take advantage of the cool breeze to watch the lotus, the hibiscus that emerges from the West Lake in June.
Bus No. 809 drove quickly through the tunnel and brought us safely to the West Lake in a short time. Standing on the shore of the lake, looking far into the lake at the various lotus flowers, they are so beautiful that you can't help but want to run there. I walked briskly to the lakeside, wanting to get closer to the lotus. I only smelled waves of elegant fragrance, which was refreshing and made people feel relaxed and happy.
White, pink, clusters of lotus flowers are supported by the green calyx, and the bright petals are even more beautiful.
The blossoming lotus flowers are in various shapes, like beautiful girls. Nearby is a lotus with unfolded petals, growing on the green lotus leaves. From a distance, it looks like a girl in a pink dress dancing gracefully on the green carpet; in the distance is a cluster of buds. The flower buds waiting to be bloomed look like a shy girl sitting on the grass shyly covering her cheeks with her hands when looking sideways; the lotus pods next to them are like small drums inlaid with gems, and the lotus girls are on this green stage. Sing, dance, hold a small concert with snare drum accompaniment...
The lotus leaves are big, round, and green, like a green jade plate; they are also like a big umbrella inserted in the water, one after another. No wonder Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty, praised the lotus in this way in "Sending Lin Zifang to Jingci Temple at the Beginning of Dawn": "The leaves connecting the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red." Under the sunlight, the clear lake water and lotus flowers complement each other, forming a beautiful "lotus picture", which is very beautiful.
The lotus is so beautiful! All things in nature are really full of life!
Campus Spring
The spring girl is here. She sent away the air-conditioning in winter and walked into our campus with the warm wind, rain and sunshine. She used her deft hands to decorate the campus like a paradise, so beautiful.
The grass on the playground, blown by the spring breeze and nourished by the drizzle, raised its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Hello Auntie Chun, hello Sister Chunyu and Chunfeng!" "The sound of reading loudly came from the classroom, accompanied by the drizzle, making people feel particularly comfortable.
At noon, Father Sun shines warm sunshine on the earth, mapping the school’s garden community like a paradise, which is extremely beautiful. The luxuriously decorated school science building next to it looks like a palace in the sky. Look, pairs of butterflies are flying together in the bushes, and groups of dragonflies are competing in the air like airplane stunts. Listen, "chirp, chirp", who is calling? Oh, they are a group of lively and clever birds, singing and competing in high and long jumps on the big tree where they bid farewell to hibernation and sprouted little buds. After school, the students strolled around in this environment filled with birdsong and flowers, bathing in the warm sunshine. In front of the teaching building, some students had taken off their thick clothes and played the game of throwing sandbags.
In the evening, the loud sounds of reading in the campus, the spring breeze blowing on the face, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers make people intoxicated. Hundreds of swallows are neatly arranged on the cable lines, as if holding a swearing-in meeting to fight mosquitoes. The small tree on the roadside holds the gift Chunyu gave him, remembering the time when the sun met during the day, and grows up with the night fog. The spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers were so happy that they danced the gentle waltz "Song of Spring Breeze" with extremely graceful posture. The stars and princesses in the sky twinkled with their little eyes, as if asking: "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me?"
Ah! Campus spring scenery, what a beautiful and charming scenery animation! 7. A 300-word composition describing the scenery
The colors of the four seasons
Spring is a green world. The grass is tender green and the trees are fresh green. In the spring breeze and in the sunshine, all the green colors are trembling and containing crystal green light. Everything is so fresh, quiet and poetic.
Summer is a red world. The flowers are red, the sun is red, and the butterfly on the little girl's head is also red. All reds are like burning fire. Everything in the world is full of fiery and unrestrained emotions.
Autumn is a golden world, with golden leaves flying in the air like fluttering golden butterflies. In the fields, the crops are ripe, and the harvester rumbles, composing a golden symphony. Everything is so bright and dazzling.
Winter is a silver world, the sky is blue, the ground is silver, and the snowflakes are pure white and crystal clear. Silver makes the world beautiful and peaceful.
The four seasons of the year are like an endless ribbon. The tranquility and heat of spring, the splendor of autumn, and the peace of winter are all on this ribbon.
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The beautiful scenery of Mount Lushan
Mount Lushan is like a colorful paradise on earth, which makes people forget to leave. This winter vacation, my parents and I visited the charming Lushan Mountain.
The fog in Lushan Mountain is hazy. Like milky white gauze, like a hada floating down from a fairy. It gives people a mysterious and ethereal feeling.
The waterfalls in Lushan Mountain are even more spectacular. "Hua Hua Hua" is like a piece of unique music. From a distance, it looks like a large piece of white satin, or a fairy's gauze; from a close look, it looks like a string of strange bead curtains, or a beautiful white shawl. Listening to the sound, it sounds like a thousand knights roaring in the sky, or a thousand drunken poets chanting in the clouds. There was an uproar at the place where the waterfall fell. Broken jade was splashing everywhere, and silver beads were flying, like drizzle and little bits of flying snow. Bai Lian hangs upside down, as thin as a bead curtain and as thick as an icicle, very magnificent. "The water flows down three thousand feet, and it is like the Milky Way falling from the sky. This is really an amazing masterpiece of nature dedicated to human beings." I couldn't help but admire.
I couldn't wait to pick up the camera and press the button. Beautiful photos are left in the camera.
Ah, Lushan, you are like a unique fairyland. You are forever in my mind. 9. A 300-word essay describing the scenery
On the bank of the ancient Yellow River, there is a green pear orchard, which is my beautiful and lovely hometown-Shichuan.
When spring is approaching, although it is warm and cold on both sides of the ancient Yellow River, it cannot stop the hometown people who love life from rushing towards the embrace of nature. In the farm tea garden, the melodious drums and ballads recite the magnificent poems of my hometown; the vigorous and high-pitched Qin tune carries the weight of the history of my hometown; the graceful and graceful dancing figure expresses the beautiful longing for life; the swaying windmill Her yellow hair hangs down, and she plays with her friends on the field path.
Basking in the spring breeze, along the ancient road, listening to the local accent, sucking the stamens, squinting my eyes, listening carefully to the music of spring and the sound of flowers, I am intoxicated without knowing what I am doing. The sun has set, but the sound of joy is still there. Returning birds enter the forest, singing up and down, mixed with laughter and laughter. They are hidden among the trees in the pear garden, singing the movement of spring together with the long Yellow River.
The night is quiet, the heart is quiet, but the life in my hometown is undergoing earth-shaking changes in this quiet spring.