The spring breeze can thaw and encourage cultivation. The skirt of the skirt wavers slightly, and the flowers are sent away when the flowers are full.
The summer wind blows the grass and trees, and the vitality is rejoicing. Standing next to a small pond, you can smell the fragrance of lotus from across the bank.
The autumn wind is mixed with autumn rain, and the coolness of the night adds a little bit. The whistling sound is endless, and the fallen leaves dance leisurely.
The winter wind is as fierce as a tiger, and all the study rooms have their windows closed. It is whirring all day long, and the birds are hiding. Write a composition on Xia Yu, Xia He and Xia Feng
The Xia He and Xiao He have just revealed their sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on their heads.
In early summer, the weather gradually becomes hotter. People take off their thick clothes, and the flowers, plants and trees also show their heroic appearance one by one. The tree-lined paths and every scenery are like this Mesmerizing.
What attracts me the most is the graceful lotus flowers in the small lake.
The lotus flowers in early summer have not yet bloomed. There are only one or two buds in the center of the lake, which look lonely and monotonous. But if you look carefully and think about it carefully, you will see that the lotus leaves are all over the lake, and the buds look "" "A little red among the green bushes", but it has a unique flavor.
As the weather got hotter and hotter, the lotus finally couldn't hold it any longer, and its petals slowly unfolded under the sunlight.
So beautiful! I couldn't help but marvel.
The pink petals are tinged with red on the edges, covered one layer at a time, but only a little beige stamen is visible in the center.
While marveling at the beauty of the lotus, I couldn't help but think of people often saying that "the lotus grows out of the mud but remains unstained." Is this really true? I'm a little skeptical, because I always feel that people, animals and plants always have something in common.
In real life, the struggle in the officialdom is far more cruel than imagined. Corrupt officials are more sinister than others, and they will never be able to "come out of the mire and remain untainted."
But when we took a boat to play in the lake, the crystal clear water and lotus flowers were really spotless! This reminds me that even in the darkness of officialdom, there will always be righteous people and good and honest officials to maintain peace.
In early summer, my favorite is lotus.
Summer Lotus In summer, the lotus flowers turn pink and the lotus leaves turn green.
Inscription: Summer is when lotus flowers are in full bloom. In ancient times, Zhou Dunyi only loved lotus flowers, but now I also love lotus flowers.
When the first chirping of cicadas breaks through the sky, summer is coming quietly, and the lotus pond will once again welcome the beauty of blooming lotus flowers.
Look, there are several budding flower bones peeking out from a green leaf in the pond.
Some are about to lose their green clothes; some are still wrapped in green clothes and refuse to bloom... "The fish plays with the lotus leaves, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west, the fish plays with the lotus leaves To the south, fish play with lotus leaves to the north." When the fish hear that summer is coming, they can no longer hold back their joy and come to take a look.
Fish are playing hide-and-seek among the lotus leaves, celebrating the arrival of summer and rejoicing that the lotus is about to bloom.
The fish left and the wind came.
The wind brings the heat of summer and blows the green clothes of the lotus buds.
The branches and vines dance with the wind, do you hear the laughter of Huaguduoer? It said it was about to open.
My eyes focused on a dragonfly, its wings were vibrating, and I was about to catch it, but it turned and flew towards the pond.
Oh! So where is it going? "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it."
It also loves lotus flowers so much. It can’t wait to see the lotus flowers and chat with them in a low voice! Shh, don't disturb them.
In full bloom, "the lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red."
The lotus leaves are as green as emeralds, covering the entire lotus pond. Among the endless green leaves on the horizon, the blooming lotus looks particularly red against the red clouds of the sun.
The lotus finally bloomed! As the ancients said, the colorful lotus flowers "come out of the mud but are not stained, and wash the ripples without being evil".
Having seen the dirty mud at the bottom of the lotus pond, you simply imagine that the lotus in front of you grows out of the mud and has nothing to say.
The lotus is washed with clean water, but you cannot describe it as "beautiful".
It is like a gentleman in ancient times, unaffected by the dirty environment of the world, and still maintains his cleanest and purest essence.
Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
The fragrance of lotus spreads into the wind, and the fragrance is far and clear. Compared with the strong fragrance of perfume, this lotus fragrance is several times more elegant and fresh.
You have to smell it carefully and it will penetrate your heart and spleen more and more.
Driving away the annoying boredom in summer for you is like planting a beautiful and lovely lotus in your heart.
I saw fish playing in the lotus again, and I was so close to the lotus.
I regret that I am not a fish that can play in the pond. I also want to see the beauty of the lotus up close.
Recalling the ancient saying "You can watch it from a distance, but you can't play with it." You can only appreciate the beauty of the lotus from a distance, but you can't play with it contemptuously.
This is just like the principle that a gentleman is inviolable.
But it is precisely this way that it can bloom so far away, and people cannot easily get close to play with it.
Junior High School Composition The summer wind blows gently
Before starting to climb the mountain, the mist on the top of the mountain has not dissipated. This is because it was washed by rain last night.
When I opened the door, a gust of wind mixed with fresh air rushed towards me, and the tired look on my face immediately disappeared.
Our whole family strolled on the sidewalk, sucking in the good air brought by the rain.
Well, because the sun has always been scorching in the past few days, the whole city seems like a huge steamer. When we are in it, trying to breathe some fresh air is like finding a needle in a haystack.
As a result, I couldn’t leave the house for several days and stayed in an air-conditioned room.
Plans to go mountain climbing were postponed again and again.
But today I can finally realize my long-dreamed plan! After a while, we arrived at the foot of the mountain. I was very happy but also a little worried that I would not be able to reach the finish line.
Because this mountain is too high! But I started anyway.
We climbed up step by step, and we talked about some interesting things with each other, hoping to prevent ourselves from feeling tired.
But this method still did not play a big role. When I climbed halfway, I was panting from exhaustion and sweat was dripping from my forehead.
I wanted to give up at this point, but then I thought, since I have already climbed here, I might as well keep climbing to the end.
Don’t let all your sweat go to waste.
So I continued to climb up with my parents.
Ah! I finally came to the top of the mountain, and I cheered.
This is when my father suddenly said to me excitedly: "Look, daughter!" I looked in the direction of my father's finger, and I actually saw the entire Hangzhou! I was so surprised! My sweat was not in vain. I have always had a wish during my recent visits to Hangzhou, that is, I hope to see the whole Hangzhou. I don’t want my eyes to be limited to a small space. I see more first. many.
This time God gave me a great gift in return, I thank you! I had mixed feelings in my heart, and tears overflowed unknowingly.
I quietly admired the beautiful scenery around me, it was really beautiful.
I think if I give up halfway up the mountain, I will miss this beautiful scenery.
It will become a big regret in my life.
At this time, I remembered a saying: The sun always comes after the wind and rain.
Yes, all the beautiful things in the world cannot be discovered by you at the beginning. They must be discovered through unremitting efforts.
The same is true for my life. Only if I am not intimidated by the difficulties and obstacles in my studies and work hard to move forward can my life have wonderful results. An essay describing summer is about 500 words
The scorching sun has ushered in the summer.
Father Sun *** It’s so spicy, the sun is so hot that the earth is boiling hot.
People were enjoying the shade under the big trees, talking and laughing.
The children had a great time chasing each other around the big tree. No matter how much you yelled, they just couldn’t stop; the grandpa and grandma were shaking their elephant ears under the big tree. Similar cattail leaf fans reminisce about old times and enjoy the daily life.
Father-in-law Sun showed no mercy at all, and even more so, the children couldn't bear it. Some went to the popsicle house, and some ran to the swimming pool, soaking in it and not wanting to come out. .
In summer, flowers, plants and trees are the most prosperous. There are lush green trees everywhere, and colorful flowers everywhere. Looking around, you can see a sea of ??flowers and trees.
The leaves are all green. In the warm summer wind, you can shake up green fans to fan yourself and cool down, and also bring cool breeze to the people enjoying the shade under the trees.
The flowers bloom more beautifully in the summer, and they still compete with each other in the hot weather. They have to compare with each other, but under the scorching sun, they are all extraordinarily beautiful, and they are almost the same.
The grass is also exceptionally beautiful in summer. It stands up to the scorching sun without showing any signs of weakness, and does not fall down even when people step on it, becoming a beautiful scenery on the horizon.
The weather in summer is like a monkey's face that changes at a moment's notice. It was sunny just a moment ago, and soon it was pouring rain, making people not sure what to do.
It’s no wonder that every rain in summer comes so suddenly, catching you off guard, like splashing or pouring. Soon the ground is filled with water, and the raindrops are as big as pebbles in the sand. As dense as the dust on the ground, the summer rain is not as gentle as the spring rain and autumn rain, like a mother's hand gently touching your face, but slaps on the face. It hurts, but it is cool after a storm. A lot.
The sky in summer is also the most beautiful in all seasons. In the morning, the sky is as blue as a washed sapphire, and the clouds are as white as the milky white fur of a little sheep.
Viewed under the sky, it is as beautiful and unique as an excellent ink painting rendered only in blue and white without ink lines.
The night sky in summer is also beautiful, thick and dark, like a bottle of ink splashed on white paper, but there are thousands of "bright lights" and a "big lantern" to point the way for you. Famous articles about Xia Feng
Xia Feng I like the wind. Although I cannot see it, I can feel its presence.
The autumn wind is desolate, the winter wind is cold, and the spring breeze is humid. I only love the summer wind. It is soft and warm, blowing on the body, making it comfortable and refreshing. I often enjoy this feeling with a smile.
The summer sky is blue and refreshing, the wind is light and the clouds are light. The sunflowers in full bloom are full of life, smiling and facing the sun.
Summer is the best season of the year, with super cool weather.
The best wind is summer breeze, which makes people feel refreshed; the best rain is summer rain, which makes people cool and refreshing; the best night is summer night, which makes people feel comfortable; the best night is summer night, which makes people feel comfortable. The sky is a summer sky, giving people a feeling of light wind and light clouds.
Many, many things happened in the summer, but I can’t remember a few.
But as long as you work hard for what happened, you will have a clear conscience and no regrets in this life.
Time is merciless and dilutes the memory. The past sadness, helplessness, and everything in the past all fled away with a gust of wind.
The wind messed up my hair, and bursts of laughter... The sunflowers in summer don't talk about their thoughts.
Endless melancholy only exists at night, and happy moods and sad words are revealed in my diary.
The wind messed up my reason, and I couldn’t hide my confusion. I was wandering to the ends of the earth, facing a strange future and an unknown road.
The ends of the sea and the ends of the earth are all deception, the sea is empty, and the ends are empty.
How can there be so many illusory dreams in the beautiful night sky, filled with sad stars, and the silent night sky? Facing the wind, feeling the gentleness of the summer breeze, with a sense of tranquility, ignoring the impetuousness of the world, quietly comprehending the simple life, and enjoying the leisurely life.
Suddenly a gust of summer wind came, and I felt how refreshing it was.
The flowers will bloom, the rain will stop, and in the ups and downs of life, there will always be happy winds and sad winds, passing away without a trace.
There are always some people in life who come with the wind, wait quietly, and never leave; there are also some people who come and go when the wind blows, as strong as wine, as crazy as drunk, but they wake up and are nowhere to be found. They are all like the wind, and there is no trace of the dream.
The fate is deep and the fate is shallow, like this: countless encounters, countless partings, many emotions, maybe reluctance, maybe expectation, maybe helplessness, finally enlightened, it is better to be humble and simple with a pure heart. laugh. An essay describing the smell of wind
The first article is the smell of wind. Wind in nature is colorless and tasteless, but the wind of humanities is real and perceptible, with all five flavors.
There are many wonderful flavors in it, which need to be savored carefully.
(1) The trend of thought. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there was an old man. When Confucius and Mencius were traveling around the world, talking about benevolence and righteousness, he hesitated in the fields and between the embankments, and was quite interested. Observe all kinds of little things.
Watching dragonflies flying and touching snails’ tentacles, the observance is as persistent and serious as Confucius and Mencius studied monarchs and ministers.
Does he really not understand what a dragonfly is and what a snail is? No, he understands everything. He is just getting closer to nature and returning to nature.
He is Zhuangzi.
Zhuang Ziyun: "Heaven and earth are coexisting with me, and all things are one with me."
"So I think the master who defeats his opponent just smiles.
And how can this kind of grace and magnanimity, which holds Mount Tai and transcends the North Sea, be possessed by ordinary people? So I admired him with my devout eyes, touched every word of his, and touched every piece of his soul.
(2) The Wind of Music The music he created is the sound of nature, and his life is a miracle. The fate of a deaf person is so great! ——Beethoven.
Beethoven's music means a kind of strength, a kind of unyielding, and a kind of courage that firmly holds destiny in one's hands.
It can teach cowardly people to have the courage, stubbornness and courage of life; teach people who have fallen to their knees to stand up with independent minds; teach empty souls who lack willpower and self-confidence to work hard.
It can gradually accumulate an eternal self-confidence in your heart, and then sublimate it into a weather-proof faith, and transform it into a mountain of spiritual wealth that no one can occupy.
——Let the magnificence of the musical world created by Beethoven continue to enrich and enlighten our inner world.
(3) He only awakened to the literary style by chance and spent his whole life shaping the "soul of China".
"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood", "With cold eyebrows, I look at thousands of people, I bow my head and am willing to be a ox.
" It was these words of encouragement that made him act there. We move forward resolutely in difficult times, fighting the enemy at the front line with paper and pen.
Before and after the "May 4th" Movement, it was precisely because of many explorers like him that it was possible for the Chinese nation to be saved again and again, and that "a single spark can start a prairie fire". Chinese revolution.
He is Lu Xun.
Now that so many people have passed away, the footprints of Mr. Lu Xun’s generation will be deeply imprinted on the path of China’s rise.
The experiences and thoughts of the predecessors are like the spring breeze blowing all over the earth. Their bitterness and pain, sweetness and saltiness have become the most profound, precious and rare taste for future generations to appreciate. taste.
The wind - blows a pool of spring water, stirs up layers of ripples, floats a little agility, brings a hint of taste, wrinkles a pool of spring water...Part 2 I am a strange person Bar.
I love the smell of wind very much. I always feel that there are exquisite little stories hidden in those different, trivial and gentle smells.
Today's wind smelled like it was about to rain. The dark tones of the sky also blended into the wind, and I smelled the past of heavy rain in the wind.
When it rains, I am always on campus, with my friends who are laughing and joking.
Last summer was rainy, and there were often one or two fragments in my mind.
I remember that there was a classmate who was always uneasy about being lonely, so he ran in the densely woven rain curtain. On his head, glittering lights gathered together, and his hat was filled with water, but it was also Grinning, extremely happy.
Is this accepting the moisture of the rain? We laugh at him, but we also envy him. For us, we can only hide under the umbrella and listen to the rain falling on the umbrella.
The most enjoyable time of running in the rain was with angels.
When school was over at noon, it suddenly started pouring rain, and we were all panicked without umbrellas.
But I suddenly became interested in joking, picked up Angel, stepped on the ditch, and ran straight out of the campus.
It’s so refreshing. We don’t care whether we catch a cold or not. We just let the big raindrops hit our bodies. We are really soaked. Our bones are cold, but our hearts are full of joy. Rejoicing.
We huddled together and hid under the big umbrella, and then we laughed.
Warm air, moist fragrance.
Another time, I went out to buy food at noon during heavy rain.
After waiting for a long time, the person who bought the food did not return.
A few people only had one umbrella. They were afraid that no one would come back if they went out, so they waited anxiously and guessed the reason in a very funny way.
When we were hungry and it was time to go to class, we returned to the classroom dejectedly, only to find that lunch boxes were already placed on the table, and the people who went to buy meals had already returned a long time ago.
We were angry and laughing, laughing and teasing with the constant sound of rain outside the window, printing all our joy in the rain.
I still love to smell the wind, and sometimes I shed tears just by smelling it.
Because of missing, the wind smells of missing. A 450-word essay describing various winds
The flowers fade and fly away, leaving only a faint fragrance; the geese pass by without leaving a trace, leaving only a gentle call; the wind disappears invisible, leaving nothing behind down, but took nothing away.
I don’t know where the simplest and most comfortable wind in the world will go? I didn't understand what she was thinking. I wanted to understand her, but I found that she left quietly... The breeze blew on my face, and the hand-like touch brought us infinite reveries. Is it mother? Or lovers? I just feel the warmth and comfort that remains.
When everything is blown by the wind, everything is given life. You can deeply feel the strong breath of life.
She is like a mother, and everything is her child. She never shows preference and treats everything with so much gentleness and kindness.
The branches of the willows sway slowly with the wind, the calm lake surface ripples with the wind, and the flower petals are also trembling slightly with the wind, as if they are also singing the praises of fraternity. Mother".
Gradually, the wind stopped and the world became quiet again.
It was as if nothing had happened and everything was back to the way it was before... As I raised my hand, the wind slipped away from my fingertips. I suddenly looked back and wanted to see the shadow of the wind, but I couldn't find any. trace.
Staring blankly at where the wind went, my thoughts drifted to the past along with the wind.
Do you still remember the promises you made when you were a child, and the heroic words you said? Do you still remember the dandelions dancing in the sky? Do you still remember looking at the starry sky with your friends late at night?
A gust of breeze blew away the promises, dandelions, and the long river of stars in our hearts. We wanted to keep them, but no matter how much tears flowed, no matter how we cried and shouted, our memories were still destroyed. The wind blew it away, leaving no traces. Suddenly, I turned from memory to reality, and found that my eyes were wet and filled with tears.
Looking up at the sky and watching the white clouds slowly floating, the indescribable leisure comes to mind again.
The wind blew again, which did not destroy the tranquility, but instead added a lot of peaceful atmosphere.
Quietly don’t think about anything, just silently feel the softness and tranquility brought by the wind, and the world seems to be integrated with you.
Friends, listen carefully to the sound of the wind, it is the purest sound in the world; look for traces of the wind and find the foundation of life; follow the footsteps of the wind and let it take you through the journey of life. long river.
Feel the breath of the wind, feel the beating of the wind, feel the surging and excitement of the wind, maybe it is by your side... A 450-word essay describing the wind
Summer The wind is the most beautiful wind in all seasons.
Isn’t it? In the hot summer, who brings us a piece of coolness? Yes, that's it! The charming summer wind quietly passed by people, like a graceful girl, dancing an intoxicating dance, making people sink into silence.
"Hahaha! I won again!" Grandpa laughed and took back his army, his face glowing red.
At this time, Xia Feng seemed to be celebrating his grandfather winning a game.
It naughtyly brushed Grandpa's white hair, as if he were a guest from afar, complaining about the hardships he had to endure when he came all the way here.
At this time, Grandpa raised his head and enjoyed the coolness brought to him by the summer wind.
I walked in the fields and saw the farmer uncles working hard to fertilize and sow the seeds.
There was fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and there were hand lines and scars of varying depths on his hands.
At this time, a gust of summer wind blew by, it was just right soft and refreshing.
At this time, the farmer uncle raised his head, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his smile immediately bloomed.
It seemed that only Xia Feng could bring him a sense of relief at this time.
"Hahaha, hehehe!" In the physical education class, the students had a great time and were sweating profusely.
At this time, I don’t know who made the summer wind angry. It blew hard and made our clothes "whirr".
As if it was not enough to relieve our anger, he punched the air again, and our sweat disappeared without a trace as he retracted his fist.
At this time, someone shouted: "Let the storm come more violently!" "Hahaha!" Then the whole room burst into laughter.
Xia Feng also seemed to be amused, and the wind became softer.
The summer wind is charming, naughty, angry, gentle... A 200-word essay about summer scenery
(1) The rhyme of summer, summer, is The trek after sweating in spring is the warmth and enthusiasm before the bleak autumn wind, and it is a state of mind that people retain before the harsh winter.
Thus, a series of crystallizations of hope began to brew, and at the same time, it also evoked the sweet whispers of the summer wind, the continuous thoughts of the summer rain, and the curling of the summer clouds.
Spring is too luxurious, autumn is too bleak, and winter is too lonely. Only summer is colorful. Looking up, the sky is like the blue sea water hanging upside down, and like the blue satin woven from Jiangnan silk, smooth, People can't help but want to touch it; looking down, the beautiful rivers and mountains are verdant everywhere, flowers are in bloom, trees are plump, the breeze blows, the green trees and red flowers are swaying in various shapes, and you can look out between the mountains and rivers. Let you leap; let you sing in the summer wind, bathe in the summer rain, stand in the summer light, and miss me in the summer night.
Walking alone in the campus, everywhere is full of green, bright green, yellow green, light green, dark green, all kinds of green are connected, intertwined, undulating, changing, the green is infinite.
The lawn has regained its former style, flat, green, and windy, like a round carpet; in the flower pond, colorful unknown flowers are all on the green lawn, using them The delicate figure shows her own charm.
Hey, a piece of green, shining green, like a venting green waterfall.
Oh, morning glory! It grew so vigorously that it covered a dark gray wall, like a beautiful coat.
It is more like a giant painting, with slow and bright flow, and simple and refreshing colors.
Up and down, I can’t find its origin, nor can I see its end. Only the often verdant green spreads and flows freely in my field of vision... It is a A painting is not a static painting - it is full of vitality.
As the breeze blows, the stems begin to tremble, and the leaves begin to tremble. From time to time, light spots shining like diamonds jump and dance.
At this time, morning glories poked their heads out from the green leaves one by one, like countless butterflies, squeezing each other and stopping one after another on the gray wall. They flapped their wings. Showing off beauty.
They push each other with the green leaves, tightly cluster around each other, playing and shouting in the sun... Every leaf, every bouquet of flowers is a life, they are so lively and free , they are flowers that sparkle with wisdom and bloom with confidence. Gazing at them, one seems to see beating green lives.
(2) I think summer is a wonderful world.
Flowers are blooming everywhere and green trees are shaded; people take off their thick clothes and put on light clothes, especially children put on light clothes and go out to activities and play; the insects are also becoming more and more popular. It’s getting more and more active... Let’s watch it together! On the hillside, the trees grew lush and green, the flowers bloomed with smiles, and the grass grew so green. They put a colorful dress on the earth, attracting many small animals.
Dragonflies were jumping around in the grass, and some jumped into small puddles, like several out-of-control planes falling in.
After a while, a seven-spotted ladybug flew into our sight! Slowly arriving on the leaves, like a helicopter landing, it looked around as if it was reconnaissance for the enemy.
Three children ran over.
Wang Feng held a book, looked at a black spider, and drew its appearance.
Huang Lan was lying on the ground looking at a long ant colony and was fascinated. Zhang Hong was holding a magnifying glass like an expert and wanted to take a look at even one ant! After a while, I got there too and saw my classmates becoming celebrities and the animals becoming reporters.
The ladybug looked at them, the bees looked at them, and the birds stared at them.
Morning glory captured this beautiful scenery.
Summer opens the door to interesting things for us. How to write the composition "Summer Wind"?
Everyone says the spring breeze is beautiful, but I think the summer wind is even more changeable and no less beautiful than the spring breeze.
One summer day, I was walking on the street, and the road was steaming out of the heat.
People came and went feebly, and the whole city was shrouded in sleep.
I, no, people are longing for a bit of cool wind.
But suddenly, I felt the wind.
It is walking beside me, so light.
Although I couldn't see it, I seemed to see a dancer dancing gracefully. Its arrival made people raise their drooping heads.
People became more and more greedy, wanting to feel some more cool wind.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
The cool wind gradually turned into a turbid wind.
Because it picked up all the dust on the ground and flew all over the sky.
People can't open their eyes.
I went home angrily. The wind was really disgusting.
Perhaps it was because of people's disgust that the wind became angry.
It blew with all its strength, and the turbid wind turned into a violent wind.
There was a whirring sound and the leaves were rustling. It really looked like people were grinning, as if under the command of the wind, to scare people away.
The wind at this time was like a cleaner, rolling up all the dust on the ground. Unfortunately, it did not have a dustpan and swept the dust all over the sky; the wind at this time was like a commander, ordering people to I put on my sunglasses. In fact, this was just because the wind was not very good at sweeping the floor. At this time, the wind was more like a shepherd boy, driving all the black sheep together. The clouds were dark and the sky became shorter. , the light also dimmed... It was too late to say it, but it was soon.
First there were a few drops of water, one drop, two drops, three drops, "wow!" The heavy rain poured down.
In the song, it goes, "Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. ? "It's June day, baby face." This rain was unexpected by everyone, so they didn't bring umbrellas.
Seeing everyone's embarrassment, the wind proudly shuttled through the rain and roared in the rain.
Look at how proud it is! After the rain, the sky cleared, and the fierce wind had long since disappeared.
What is left behind is its little sister - Qingfeng.
Here, the light body is still there, and the beautiful dance is lingering around me.
The difference is that at this time, the sky is bluer, the flowers are more colorful, the trees are greener, people are more energetic, and the air is extremely fresh... At this time, I feel that the wind has color, It's in color.
This is the summer wind, it is a colorful and ever-changing artist.
Beautiful Autumn Composition 300 words 1: Autumn is so beautiful Autumn is here, the sky is high and the air is crisp.
There were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, and groups of wild geese flew to the south in neat formations.
A gentle breeze carries pieces of yellow leaves, like butterflies dancing in the music.
In the fields, the rice waves are sent by the breeze. They are rushing to the field ridges, as if saying to the farmers: "I'm ripe, I'm ripe, it's time for me to go into the barn." !”.
In the park, chrysanthemums are blooming one after another, including red, yellow, white, purple, pink...
Colorful and colorful, they seem to be competing to show off their figure and appearance to people.
In the orchard, the apples are as ripe as a newborn child’s face, and they are so red that it makes people reluctant to pick them; the persimmon trees are hung with red lanterns. I think, even if there are no lights, At night you can still see the road ahead.
The grapes on the grape trellis are also ripe. They are crowded together and their little purple heads poke out from the green leaves.
The bright yellow pear is so big that it makes people feel scared: they are afraid that the branches will not be able to hold it and it will hit people...
In autumn, there is a harvest scene everywhere.
Ah! Autumn is so beautiful! Beautiful Autumn Composition 300 words 2: I love colorful autumn. Autumn is a colorful season. He dresses the earth colorfully. Look, the leaves of poplar trees and willow trees in the forest turn yellow, and the naughty baby leaves fall from the mother's tree. Running down from the arms, it seemed like butterflies were flying.
Autumn is a harvest season. Look, she gives the fields a golden color. The rice ears are swaying their slender bodies, like flat waves, so beautiful! Look at the vegetable garden again. The green beans are swollen, as if they want to invite us to their home. The most disobedient ones were the bean babies. They couldn't stay in their mother's belly any longer, so they popped out one after another.
The crackling beans jumped out and ran around, so cute.
Autumn is a cool season.
She drives away the summer heat and brings us bursts of coolness.
The autumn wind swept through the jungle. When the trees saw the autumn wind coming, they stretched their necks and pulled their branches, as if waving to the autumn wind! The autumn wind passes through the orchard, and the oranges and persimmons are jostling each other, vying to say hello to the autumn wind! Apple showed its red cheeks, as if dancing shyly to the autumn wind! You see, the vines over there have crystal clear grapes hanging on them. They are dancing in the wind, making my mouth water.
The moon-like banana next to it is also busy giving its delicious taste to people! I love autumn because it brings us endless happiness!
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