A 600-word essay about summer (1)
Summer in the countryside is wonderful, beautiful, pleasant, and charming.
The countryside scenery in summer is pleasant. The sky is so blue, as blue as the vast sea; the clouds are so white, refreshingly white, as white as freshly popped cotton. There seems to be some sweetness in the air, and the coolness goes straight into the heart, and I can't help but take a few more breaths. It was quiet all around, without the noise of the city, only the crisp chirping of birds, the singing of cicadas and the rustling of leaves in the wind, forming a melodious rural symphony. Looking around, there is a patch of green in the water in the distance, what a small pond! The dense lotus leaves in the pond show a dazzling new green, like an emerald blanket, gently covering the water. Branches of lotus flowers stand gracefully, some are pink, as pink as clouds; some are white, as white as snow; some are red, as red as fire. Under the scorching sun, it is overflowing with the poetic meaning of "the lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red". A few dragonflies flew across the water, tapping the water lightly, and beautiful ripples spread out. The fish in the water were already startled, and they splashed with water and shyly burrowed into the aquatic plants. . Oh, this water is so clear! It is so clear that you can count every tiny grain of sand at the bottom of the water; it is also like a mirror, taking me, the blue sky, the white clouds, the trees on the shore, and the birds in the sky all into her mind, as if there is a world in the water. of. The wind gently shook the lotus flowers, and playfully caressed the lotus flowers, naughtily wrinkled the flat mirror-like water surface, and at the same time brought bursts of clear air.
The same goes for the countryside at night. It is extremely charming, the night is low, the stars are extremely dense, covering every corner of the night sky. The moon quietly hides behind a cloud from time to time, and the stars twinkle and twinkle, as if they are blinking. There is no haze and chaos of industrial pollution here, only clarity and purity. Every star seems so dazzling. Among them are a bunch of stars that I have never seen before. They form a big circle hand in hand and look like stars inlaid on a necklace. A crystal clear gem. I looked at the starry sky. The vast night sky enlarged my mind, and my heart suddenly seemed empty. My heart, which was stretched tightly by human civilization, suddenly relaxed. Night is a time of dreaminess again. I looked up at the night sky dreamily, thinking about everything until my eyes hurt and my neck ached. It was quiet all around, and you could hear the beautiful songs of crickets and the showy voices of frogs; the small pond seemed to have fallen asleep, covered with its green blanket, accompanied by the breeze, and slept peacefully in the embrace of the earth. I climbed up a slightly higher hill and looked around. There was no feasting and feasting like in a big city, only a little starlight. Only a few houses in the distance were still dimly lit, and a few dogs barked from time to time. I walked gently back to the house and looked at the stars in the sky...
Summer in the countryside It's a beautiful place.
A 600-word essay about summer (2)
The sky is clear, the sun is burning the earth, and the trees and grass are drooping their heads listlessly. After noon, the sun is at its peak, and the cicadas are chirping even louder. This is summer. Even on summer nights, there are crickets singing beautiful songs in the grass.
On a sultry noon, I picked up my fishing rod and went to a small forest. Along the way, there was the sound of hurried footsteps of animals, and I accidentally encountered a crystal clear stream, but it was not my fishing destination.
He bent down to avoid the low branches, smoothed the slightly taller weeds with his hands, startled a few butterflies, and finally reached the pond. It is said that if the water is clear, there will be no fish. This pond is green, not the reflection of the trees, but some water plants and moss.
It is precisely because of this that there are many fish here. I found the fishhook along the transparent fishing line, took out a ball of rice, took off one grain, and fastened it on the hook. I kept adjusting the position until the silver hook was no longer visible.
Hold the fishhook in your hand and throw it as hard as a grenade that is about to explode. There was only a splash, the hook disappeared, and then the buoy appeared on the water. On the monotonous water surface, it is so bright and eye-catching.
I waited quietly. Bored, I stared at the water. A small insect flew across the water, leaving only circles of ripples behind it, which expanded, spread, faded, and finally returned to calm. Out of curiosity, it approached my fishing rod. If I looked closely, it looked like a spider. When it was still, the water surface would sink. Then an icy blue dragonfly flew over, its wings shining purple-blue. . It rests on the tip of the fishing rod.
The buoy suddenly began to swing up and down uneasily, and the dragonfly flapped its wings and flew away. I raised the fishing rod and reeled in the fishing line, and there was a silver-gray fish the size of my thumb. I took it off the hook, my first trophy, and dropped it into the bucket.
Then things didn’t go so smoothly. Either the fish secretly ate the bait, or the hooked fish ran away, or the hand slipped and the loach-like fish fell into the water by luck.
When my bucket is filled with fish, the sun sinks. Walk through the winding path, walk out of the maze-like woods, walk up a hill, and embrace the sunset. Looking at everything reddened by the setting sun, I slowly walked home, enjoying the joy that only belongs to summer.
A 600-word essay about summer (3)
This sound is magical. It can sometimes change a person's mood from angry to happy.
The voice is also beautiful, sometimes gentle and sometimes violent. Guess, what is this sound? Yes, this is the song of summer!
"Hua Hua Hua Hua" is a beautiful song sent by the rain to summer; "Cicada Zhi Zhi" is a song of joy sent by cicadas to summer; "Hehe Haha" is a song sent by children to summer. A song full of laughter. There are many wonderful songs in summer waiting for you to discover and appreciate. Let us go into the magical nature to find the songs of summer!
"Hua Hua Hua" isn't that Yu singing "Ningxia" for summer? "Quiet summer, huh, huh, huh, huh, there are stars in the sky, huh, huh, I miss you a little, huh, huh, I miss your face, huh, huh...". How about it, the song the rain sings for summer is pretty good! They all have the same soybean shape, unlike Chun Yu, who has various shapes, embroidery needle-shaped, dot-shaped, soybean-shaped, small and dense.
"I understand, I understand." Isn't this the cicada singing for summer? (m.taiks.com) You hear Grandpa Cicada and Grandma Cicada also getting up, "Honey, sing a song." "Okay, let's sing together!" "Summer is coming, summer is coming, Grandma Cicada and Grandpa Cicada" We’re all so happy! We’re so happy! Hehehe... How about we play another song?” Just like that, the performance for Xia Tian started.
"Hua Hua, Hua Hua" isn't this the music composed by the stream for summer? They sang cheerful and beautiful songs all the way and threw themselves into the arms of Mother Sea. Anyone who listens to it will feel relaxed and happy, and they can't help but exclaim: "What a wonderful piece of music!"
"Hahaha" This is a cheerful and childlike song composed by the children for summer. Song. This group of children saw in the garden that the lovely grass grew stronger, the flowers became more beautiful, and the trees became more energetic. Seeing such a beautiful scene, the children smiled even more happily. The laughter is as clear as silver bells, so pure, floating in nature one by one, playing the happiest and purest song to nature.
There are countless songs in summer, listen! The grass is singing, the flowers are singing, the big trees are singing, everything in the world is singing. The songs of summer are colorful and diverse. Let us listen and compose wonderful songs of summer together!