Outside the window of the bamboo growth is very untidy, high very high, short very short, some straight like a big tree, some zigzagging like a nine-jointed whip. Although there is no rule, but can not hide the beauty of the life force. The natural green, green pure, green shiny, without a trace of color. There is no artificial sculpture, only the hands of nature to create a strange.
In the morning, the sun rises from the east. The sun in the morning is very soft and not harsh. The sun's face is red, and the sunlight passes through the bamboo, like a drunken man leaning on the bamboo, half-drunk and half-awake．
The birds outside the window are also very interesting. Every morning and evening, they "chirp chirp chirp" call. As if in a concert, to compete with other birds. And I, as their little judge, to see them love the unique bamboo stage and sing and dance.
Whenever I do my homework to do when tired, will always look up, looking out the window those green bamboo, the heart will be flooded with a trace of admiration. Admire them in the storm, and then stand up, fearless; admiration for them after the test of nature, but also still smiling brightly; admiration for them in the last flowering ceremony, still will not bow, because they will come back to this beautiful world in the spring of next year.
The view from the window is beautiful!
Outside the window 400 words essay 2
Outside a small window, the mountains are full of skyscrapers; like the Optimus Prime straight into the clouds of the night of the mountains, the trees on the mountain Ting Ting; like cotton candy white clouds; a goat's intestinal tract in all directions; and then, of course, there is no less than a blazing sun - the view from the window.
Outside the window is my family's small yard, small flowers smile at the sun Gong Gong, dancing like a dancer, ten miles of fragrant osmanthus just poked out a little head, and timid. Like a little brother of the orange tree to the small flowers and grasses often nodded at the side of the balsam camphor tree to make every effort to make themselves a little taller. Tiny yard - the view from the window.
A small road a motorcycle to drive in full of bullying his silent dedication. As long as the door out of the house, you will see the winding road, although people with motorcycles driving on it, but has been a long time some of the roads have long been potholes, not in the leveling, this small road ---- the view from the window.
High mountains, head high in the trees, the pine tree is the most inconspicuous, but, like a soldier it stood up to the autumn high, stood up to the cold winter months, and finally ushered in the people's appreciation. These hills, one after another, rolling, like a landscape picture, sometimes high in the clouds, sometimes short and low, surrounding the entire Xin'anjiang City. Tall mountains - the landscape outside the window.
The scenery outside the window, how beautiful, how handsome, how passionate, your window scenery?
Only by opening the window can you enjoy the beautiful scenery Only by opening the window can the fresh air of nature enter the home.
Outside the window 400 words essay 3"Thud," a heavy thud, the lifeless door was slammed heavily into the door frame. I flung my book bag onto the couch. The grade on this unit test was only just above the class average. I stared blankly out the window, unsure of what to do next.
It was gray outside the window, and the pedestrians on the road all looked like ants on a hot pan, hurrying home. I just ready to go back to the house to write homework, suddenly came a muffled thunder, heavy rain poured down, looking at those who did not bring an umbrella in a hurry, my heart seems more depressed: those people are working hard all day, but ended up in such a situation.
This time, a child running caught my attention.
The child looks like an elementary school student, wearing a red scarf, the water on his face I do not know whether it is sweat or rain, holding a small yellow hat in the hand to block the rain, three steps and two steps to the home, suddenly, the child fell, I could not help but tighten my heart, very worried about the child, but out of my surprise, the child resolutely climbed up from the ground, continue to walk.
I woke up in a dream, there is an old saying: from where you fall down, you have to get up from where you stand up, the student just now is a very good proof of this saying, will be used in the study of life is not it? A quiz failure can not defeat me, failure is the mother of success, correct the problem, for the next success to lay the foundation.
The rain outside the window stopped, in the sunlight reflected a brilliant rainbow, and at this time the world in my heart as if it had been cleared, the heart of the melancholy sweep away, replaced by the realization of the "truth" of the joy. Back to the house, saw a table of homework and the eye-catching test paper, I in my heart ready to work hard.
Outside the window 400 words essay 4At this time outside the window, the wind and sunshine, children are flying kites on the lawn, trekking, hide-and-seek, enjoying the joy of childhood. But some children can't enjoy this beauty. Whenever I see the blue wooden lamb on the table, I think of them and the love activity I participated in last year.
It was a weekend in the spring of last year, my father and I went to Wushan Square to play, and I accidentally saw a crafts stall, on which there were a few simple splicing of wooden crafts, and a few watercolor paintings in a single color. Those works were so unremarkable that I just wanted to run away, but the conversation of the aunt next to me attracted me. I pricked up my ears and listened, but it turned out that they were organizing a charity sale, and these works were all created by a group of special children. These children were reluctant to communicate with others, as if there was an invisible wall separating them from the world. They are suffering from autism, just like the stars in the sky, twinkling alone in the distant and dark night sky, so they are also known as "star children".
I couldn't help but be dumbfounded by the tragic story under the fairy-tale name!
The world outside the window is so wonderful, I hope more people to care about, help this group of "star children", open the window of their hearts, so that they feel the warmth outside the window!
My family lives in a rented two-story house, where there is no garden, but downstairs in front of Auntie Xiaoyu's house is full of flowers and trees, and the tall ones have grown to my house. Dad in front of the window also welded a stainless steel planter, set up a few pots of "mimosa", "water drop Guanyin", "scorpion orchid", "gladiolus
I remember last fall, Auntie Xiaoyu's pomegranate began to bear fruit, look! The large and round pomegranate hanging all over the branches, many branches are bent down, falling branches exceptionally attractive. Many of the fruits are half green and half red because they receive more or less sunlight. Under the green leaves, the red pomegranates are more beautiful than the flowers in June. Some pomegranates are ripe and no one picks, can not help but grinning, revealing the white and red "teeth", these "teeth" is like hiding in the house of the watery fat doll. I looked at these pomegranates, mouth-watering, couldn't help but pick a hand, gently peeled the skin, pomegranate seeds in the sunshine, appeared crystal clear, like a small crystal pink and white, into the mouth a bite, sweet and sour juice instantly overflowed in the mouth. This sweet taste, this sour power, difficult to describe in words ......
Fruits are gone, the end of each branch but issued a leaf of tender green top buds. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it. I always thought of fall as a season of harvest, but I didn't realize it was also the starting line for new life.
The flowers and trees that adorn my window bring life to my home. People who have come to my home have the same feeling, they are going to forget to stare for a while, and then leave the sound of admiration.
Xiyou County, Fujian Putian Xiyou elementary school, fifth grade: Ke Yixin
Outside the window 400-word essay 6The scenery outside the window is very common, but I think there is a special flavor.
This year's fall rushed half a month early, last month still wearing short-sleeved people, now long put on long-sleeved. The view from the window has been seen from the childhood to the present.
Early in the morning, the sun is not yet out, but people have been up early, passing cars and people silently from the eyes of the passing, quiet and calm, so that the window next to my heart calm and comfortable, the music in the ear is the same. The roadside orange light and swaying leaves, performed a wonderful shadow play. Not far from the window across the river, the reeds twisted and swayed, dancing with the wind, making a swish sound, like some kind of musical instrument, continued to move.
In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the cross on the top of the church in the distance, I know that the inside of the congregation has begun to accept the baptism, the lawn nearest to the window in the first few days is still yellow and withered, when I think the grass will not be green again, and then they live back overnight in this early fall. What a tenacious life force! When the sun rises, when the road becomes more people, I know I have to carry a bag of questions, to the school that can change the fate.
In the evening, I finished my homework and went to bed before always have to sit next to the window, turn off all the lights, the only thing left in front of me is the orange of the street lamps, the bright light of the headlights, across the neighbor's room with different warm and cold tones of the lights, and then farther away, that the saddle mountain deliberately installed colorful lights for astigmatism I, as if my eyes were full of colorful flowers, cross-hatch, it's very nice! Vehicles and crowds did not have a busy morning, everything is slow, ears are the sound of vehicles and downstairs on the lawn of the children's playful sound. The lake on the clear waves, this scene is ordinary, but there is sound and color, there is a view of people.
I am not everyone, I can not use beautiful words and phrases to depict this scene, but the plain little scene is more desirable.
The window 400 words essay 7
There is no device more blue than the blue sky, and there is no device more profound than the blue sky, only our hearts.
I heard a saying: "How big is the heart, how big is the stage". The first time I heard of this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a man who had a big heart. Perhaps we have neglected to think, and often fall into the survival of the adversity set for us without thinking. Just like when your grades are lower, you can think: Why will I regress? If there is thinking, the heart will advise you, this is because you do not take seriously or do not work hard, still not careful ...... then, you will be in their own stage over more ground.
We have to think about the sky outside the window all the time, no matter whether it is full of dark clouds, or clear sky. As long as you think about the beauty of the window, even if there is not as good as when you will not be happy because of things, because of their own sadness, only a transparent heart.
You can go to feel the difference outside the window sky to your feelings, is sigh, is sentimental, is happy is depressed ...... as long as do not forget the blue state of mind, as long as do not burn the bad state of mind into the container of the brain, can be in the happy, put the stage in their own which a brocade, enthusiastic, beautiful heart accompanied by jumping to be more The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Outside the window in the sky, there are happy birds are soaring, the sun will shine into the window, the house is full of a wisp of warmth, the scene is like our state of mind, overflowing with fairy tale beauty, dazzling all the heart. The blue is the background of the birds twittering, the blue sunshine of the heart of the enthusiastic mood to do the same party.
My heart I'll sing: "Permanently maintain the heart of that brocade heart of the mind, so that it is like a stock of clear spring water, as usual, accumulation of thick flow."
400 Words Outside the Window 8When the warm spring sun began to beat above the treetops, I also finally moved from the dark corner of the classroom to the window. The new seat is not as crowded as it was before, and every day is better because of this window.
Early in the morning, the sky was light. Everything outside the window is in silence, with a little shyness. Slowly cuffs gradually filled with cool morning breeze, fingers flowing with a cozy feeling. Inside the window, I began to calculate how to spend this brand new day. The light of the morning drenched the intentions of my heart, so that every plan is tinted with a golden color of joy.
The sunlight, accompanied by the wind, first danced lightly on the table, and then a ray of warm light fell onto the white paper. I gazed at it, and a warm feeling of enlightenment welled up in my heart.
The nearer view was so close to me, separated only by a dark green window. So, I often in a lazy posture lying on the edge of the window sill, or hold a book, looking out of the window beauty.
The garden of a family not far away is full of roses. From a distance, a cluster of roses bloomed in the sunlight in an exceptionally delicate color. Although I couldn't smell the fragrance of the roses, the aroma seemed to ride on the sunshine and slipped to the tip of my nose. A little farther away, a girl who looked to be five or six years old was frolicking with a cat. The lazy cat and the quiet girl looked like they came out of a painting, intoxicatingly beautiful.
Abruptly, there was music flowing around. I was in this flowing poetry, picking up a furry sunshine, put on the lips, but also shallow chanting a few soulful notes.
Unconsciously, I also became a person in the landscape. This dark-colored window, the achievement of my silent long and colorful.
Writing by the window, words also wear the coat of light.
Scribbling by the window, the lines mingle with the light.
By the window, the story and the future seem to be in front of you.
Inside the window and outside the window, the years are quiet.
Outside the window 400 words essay 9Under the window in my study, there is a long sofa where I often sit and read. When I am tired of reading, I look out of the window.
Outside the window is quiet and beautiful. The blue sky, white clouds, green branches and leaves, bright red flowers, lovely birds constitute a naturally formed beautiful picture. Imagine in a blue sky, floating a few white clouds, in the green leaves, a few bright red flowers quietly blossomed, dotted with them, from time to time there are a few birds flying around this scene, who will not be intoxicated? This is really a beautiful picture of the world.
Outside the window is noisy. Outside the window there are a few tall, lush trees, and often there are old people under the cool, laughing or playing chess game. In the window there is a wide open space, there are often children playing there, the sound of laughter. Window to the street, often have cars whizzing past, sirens, motor sounds intertwined together, lively, played a symphony of people and cars.
In fact, everyone has their own window. Their own window is different, their own trade-offs, their own characteristics. I went to my grandmother's home to play, found my grandmother's window is lying across the cow mountain, a time of clouds, but the mountain is lying still, they are envious. Grandma came to my place, and again envied the green trees and red flowers outside my window. You love your own window, you will find its beauty, it also became a seasonal change with the never-ending oil painting.
Outside the window 400 words essay 10Outside the window is a green world full of fresh air.
When I opened the window, a breeze with the smell of wood and grass greeted me, and my long hair danced with the wind. I tilted my eyes closed, mesmerized by the breeze, imagining myself as a beautiful dream fairy. As the breeze faded, I opened my eyes and inadvertently looked down. Ah! It was a boundless "green carpet". "Green carpet" above stands a strong little guard, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, how many horrible weather, it will stand upright, not the slightest fear. On the "green carpet" there is a brave little guard, but there is also a proud and weak little life. They have bright red, noble purple, pure blue, the "green carpet" decorated with colorful, beautiful. They are a beautiful wildflower, the love of beauty wildflower.
Every day, a singer will always wear a yellow robe, have stopped in the branches of the small guardian tree, scrambling to call up, the whole "green carpet" are full of crisp calls, so people never tire of hearing. Thousands of wildflowers attracted many small butterflies and bees, they are busy around the wildflowers green, picked a bucket and a bucket of nectar to take home. The little butterflies also like to compare their beauty with the wildflowers! If it was prettier than the flowers, it would fly home happily. If it loses, it flies home with its head hung down in shame, and then I sympathize with it! "Little butterfly you are not happy to drag me down, yo! So please don't be sad." I will gently comfort it every time.
Outside the window is really a colorful world, I like!
Outside the window 400 words essay 11Every time when I am tired of reading and writing. When I am tired of reading and writing, I always stand in front of my window and look into the distance.
In the distance is the new Yangshan New District, a building is being constructed high rise, although the construction workers can not be seen that busy figure, but you can hear a burst of "buzz ......" the roar of the machine. Around the rolling hills lush, although it is close to winter, far away from the trees are still green. 213 National Highway like a silver-white ribbon appears in front of your eyes, the road driving vehicles like a small beetle crawling.
Nearby, there is still that familiar old tung tree, tree, extending a large area of farmland, by a green and yellow crisscrossed ridge is divided into a piece by piece, next to a pool of water, irrigation. Pool surrounded by a willow tree, as long as a little wind, will be a round of green waves. A small farmhouse staggered in front of your eyes, and occasionally you can hear three or two children playful laughter ......
The scenery outside the window, in fact, very beautiful! Just you did not pay attention to it, when you are tired, may wish to look out the window that beautiful scenery, you can not only breathe fresh air, but also have a good mood! At this time, you will find: the scenery outside the window, really beautiful!
Outside the window 400 words essay 12"My hometown lives in the prosperous Shengze, I look out of the window and see the skyscrapers, see the traffic, see the big and small stores, see ............ now Shengze is so prosperous, but my mom and dad are also getting busy.
Before, my father came home from work every day to have time to play with me, now, I almost a day can not see him. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get out of it, and I'm sure I'll be able to get out of it. Standing alone on the balcony, looking at the children walking downstairs holding my mom and dad's hands, I thought of the summer when my mom and dad used to take me out for a walk every day. When we saw beautiful flowers, we would pick a branch and plant it at home. When we saw a small dog on the side of the road, we would play with it to our heart's content. When we were tired of playing, when we came home, my mom would peel my favorite grapes for me, and my dad would heat up a glass of milk for me.
But now, as I grow older, I have more and more cram schools, and even if I am free, I am the only one at home who can only write homework and play on the computer. They seem to appear only when I fail the exam, with a serious face and a displeased face, but do not ask me what problems I encountered at school. In the past that window, although not as prosperous as now, but open the window can hear the laughter of mom and dad, that is what I want out of the window."
Outside the Window 400 Words Essay 13In the evening, I stood on the window sill and looked out of the window at the enchanting view.
In the evening, there were fewer people on the street, but there were still as many cars. In the street next to the traffic, families light up the lights, do up delicious food. Downstairs community, some in the exercise, some in the swing of the fitness equipment, and some in the pacing reverie
The day slowly darkened, the sky of the suddenly many small birds passing by. They seemed to be chatting with each other, as if they were discussing some interesting topics. The sky is dark, the stars and the moon came out, now look at the sky is a dark, but the moon and the stars to decorate the night sky more beautiful. This is the sky not the sky, but the starry sky. Opposite the river side of the mountain lit up colorful lights, like a long colorful giants, the square on the high-rise buildings, also lit up colorful lights ------ a time, the whole Xin'an River all of a sudden lit up.
In the window of another room, saw a tall building, for some reason, this tall building has been standing here for several years, but no one to build it. Such a big and nice house can solve the housing problem of many people if it is built, and if you don't go to build it, then many resources will be wasted for nothing.
The scenery outside the window is really charming! But I also hope that people can save resources and build that building again.
Outside the window 400 words essay 14Open the window, a ray of sunshine and fresh air drilled in, making me feel the warmth and warmth I have never felt before.
I, standing in front of my own window looking out for a long time, cast my eyes on a camphor tree, lush leaves and thick trunks into one. A gust of wind blew, camphor tree leaves swaying with the wind, occasionally through a ray of warm sunshine. Look, the camphor tree is waving to us! It seems to be a warrior who is not afraid of suffering, not afraid of tiredness, no matter whether it encounters gusty winds or torrential rain, it always stands upright on the ground.
I, looking at the flaming clouds, tried to get rid of the distractions in my mind. In the vast sky, the burning clouds are also very rare. That piece of reddish, reddish cloud is naturally a burning cloud. Fiery clouds change a lot. Sometimes it turns into a cute little sheep; sometimes it turns into a fierce lion; sometimes it turns into a gentle cat; sometimes it turns into a vicious hound. All the people, plants and animals under the fiery clouds turn red, when the world under the clouds, becomes very monotonous, except red, or red.
I, picking up half a cup of Sprite on the table, drank it, hoping that the excitement of this Sprite would erase the wish of my heart. At this time, I saw a group of families not far away from the play, play, see this scene, can not help but remind me of my childhood: rolling in the grass with mom and dad; shopping with mom and dad; with mom and dad to talk and laugh. Unfortunately, all these have passed, and time cannot be turned back. Suddenly, an irritating feeling emanated from my nose, and I tried to suppress it, hoping it would dissipate soon. It was then that I realized the sweet and sour of life.
Outside the window, full of whimsy, as long as we feel with our hearts, we will certainly gain. If I do not open the window, will see the big camphor tree? Will see the fire clouds in the sky? Would I have seen that group of families? Will produce so much imagination?
Outside the window 400 words essay 15Our classroom is a beautiful home, we come in and out of here every day, there may be a lot of people have neglected the scenery outside the window of our classroom, in fact, a closer look, it is so beautiful.
Through the window, we are directly in front of the high school building, and a dirty open space, the only thing that can be called "scenery" is the big tree. The tree was so big that it took up almost all of our view, and not only was it big, but it was also oddly shaped. There is no pattern to be found, this tree, according to the teacher said that there have been hundreds of years of history, to see a deep mark on its body, recorded its hundred years of vicissitudes.
However, the strange thing is that our teachers always take it to us as an example: biology teachers talk about the ecosystem mentioned it; history teachers talk about history also introduced; language teachers also said, people seem to have deep feelings for the old tree.
Every day, approaching the class to see the old tree, I was in awe; every time I encountered problems, looking at it to pay the form of vitality, the difficulties will be solved. The old tree, the scenery outside our window.