In the morning, the river is covered with clouds. In the dark, I saw my uncle and aunt who had just returned from fishing. The big basin on the fishing boat was full of vigorous and active fish, and my uncle and aunt returned with a full load. Beijiang River is rich in fish, including carp, crucian carp, osmanthus fish and bream. . These are the famous fishing products of Beijiang River. These fish are very fresh, sweet and delicious. The river is green, like a huge green carpet.
At noon, the burning sun shines on the river and looks sparkling. The sun shines on the river like a thin golden shawl on the Beijiang River. The towering green trees on the edge of Beijiang River are like soldiers guarding Beijiang River, and they don't want anyone to destroy it.
In the evening, the sun took back its dazzling light, emitting a faint and beautiful light, like hanging a big orange moon cake. I really want a bite. The sun has just set on the top of the mountain and reflected on the river like a person. Colorful flowers at the foot of the mountain are like a pair of embroidered shoes! They are reflected on the river together, and the river dances happily like a beautiful princess in a green palace. How beautiful!
The scenery of Beijiang River is really beautiful. Thank you-Beijiang, you gave us a beautiful scenery, thank you!
The Spring Festival has passed, and the weather is getting warmer and warmer. In winter, the sun will not intentionally or unintentionally start to look out. A pot of chrysanthemums and some new green flowers on my balcony appeared on the bare branches intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to feel the breath of spring in the cold air.
A week later, a bunch of bright green has covered the whole flowerpot, and the weather seems really warm. I took off my heavy cotton-padded clothes, moved a chair and sat on the balcony, enjoying the bright side of the eaves. I also like the strong smell of spring in the flowerpot.
Quietly, a piece of green shook a few times on the branch, suddenly drew an arc and fell down. I reached out and caught it, shocked and angry. When I was very young, my father told me that young trees germinate in spring, bear fruit in summer and fall leaves, but in winter, they can only meet the cold with bare branches. So the autumn in memory is combined with the falling leaves flying all over the sky. It seems that the green color of trees should disappear naturally in autumn, and even the desire of returning leaves to their roots cannot be realized. But now, the green leaves in my hand tell me that leaves not only fall in autumn!
Small leaves lie quietly in my hands, as before, emitting intoxicating fragrance, and the translucent veins have not been fully stretched. I seem to feel it shaking slightly, and my heart seems to be shaking.
Just as I believe that leaves only fall in autumn, I believe that life will sprout in spring, bear fruit in summer and die helplessly in autumn. Because of this belief, I seldom think about what I should stick to or cherish in particular. I just think there is still a long way to go. I won't spend a short time creating something, but I will spend a lot of time waiting for something. In life, there is nothing I think is particularly worth doing, nothing I think is particularly worth doing, and of course there are no memories I think are particularly worth remembering. Living in this world, I don't seem to want to change anything at all, just thinking about adapting to something. Because I believe that life is a cycle. In autumn, every leaf will fall helplessly.
The fallen leaves in spring, quietly stopped in my hands, telling its helplessness. This fallen leaf made me feel inexplicable panic and made me realize that I still have a lot of things I want to do or should do.
So I got up and clenched my fist.
Quietly, it was the sound of a leaf falling.
Leaves fall not only in autumn.
3. Write a composition about the scenery along Pucheng River. Flowers bloom and you smile.
Spring is full, a bud sprouts from the branches, the breeze warms up, and the face is full of smiles.
You took my hand and strolled on the way home. I clearly remember that under the blue sky, the sun shone obliquely on your face. The sunshine touches your smile, and your smile reflects the sunshine, which is more and more noticeable.
After a while, it began to rain in Mao Mao, and you and I hid under the eaves of the roadside. We smiled at each other.
Raindrops slide over the petals, leaving a faint fragrance, and the wind is more fragrant with the fragrance. When the rain stops, we will watch the scenery and go home together, trying to keep it in our hearts.
The rain stopped and the sunset kissed the dew on the petals. Looking at the sky in the distance, like a broken gully, has a color that can't be modified by words.
At this moment, you and I made an agreement to be good friends for life. This hometown scenery is the most beautiful witness. ...
Leaves fall, and you are sad.
In a blink of an eye, six years ended mercilessly. We grow up slowly. The parting bell is ringing, and the dawn of a new milestone has bloomed. But that reluctance still reverberates in my ears.
We are on our way home again. Knowing each other's strong reluctance, I still try my best to hold back my tears and smile at each other. I saw your smile when I left, accompanied by the sunset, and now I am so happy. ...
The last flower disappeared, leaving only fallen leaves in the street, dyed red by the sunset, so sad. ...
Standing on the fallen leaves, wandering on the road, holding hands ...
At sunset, your smile put an end to our six-year friendship. But this time is not the end, but a new beginning of our friendship.
The final scenery is beautiful because of your blooming.
Cherish the scenery in your heart and your smile.
Lv Mengyun, the second day of Xiangyang No.19 Middle School.
Autumn in my hometown is neither too hot nor too cold. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are beginning to wither, one thing is getting more and more mature-rice. When I walked out of the house and looked around, the first thing I saw was rice. There is so much rice. Rice matures gradually in people's unconscious.
Autumn in my hometown is golden yellow, and basically everything is yellow. In autumn in my hometown, rice ripens and turns yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the grass withered and turned yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the leaves on the trees gradually turn yellow and will soon wither. In the fields, dirt roads and roadsides, whatever green plants are basically going to wither. Especially the grass, is waiting for the arrival of spring, adding a touch of green to the world.
Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. There are big peaches on peach trees, big pears on pear trees, huge oranges on orange trees, mature rice in the fields, and many edible fruits are ripe.
The wind is so soft, the water is so smooth, the sky is so blue and people are so active. Autumn in my hometown is like this, comparable to spring. Autumn in my hometown is much warmer than winter in my hometown, and autumn in my hometown is cooler than summer.
Ah, how gentle you are in autumn in your hometown!
Write a composition about Wuyishan scenery. My hometown is in Fujian, where there is a famous place called Wuyishan, which is very beautiful. I have been to many places, and gradually in my eyes, only it is the most beautiful.
There are so many tourists here that the scenery is beautiful. Summer vacation, my brother, mother and father came to Wuyishan again. As soon as we entered the door, we breathed a faint fragrance. Look; Birds are singing in the branches, look! This snail seems to be racing. I couldn't help laughing when I saw the snail walking slowly.
My favorite thing is drifting in Jiuqu River. 12: 20, we boarded the bamboo raft from Pier 2. Jiuquxi * * * has 18 bends in nine bends, and there is a hanging coffin between five bends and four bends (I thought the hanging coffin was a lamp on the cliff, which is ridiculous _). The main attractions are: Shangxiashuigui, Zhangxianfeng, Dahongpao, Yunv Mountain, Dolomite, Xiantiaotai, Lianlianfeng and Yuzhufeng Mountain.
There is a legend about Jade Girl Mountain: The Jade Emperor has three daughters, the elder sister loves beauty, the second sister loves slimness, and the third sister loves holding children. One day, my sister broke the dogma and was banished to the world. After being demoted, she met a king. She was fascinated by the king and they fell in love. When the Jade Emperor found out, he made a monster so that they would never see each other again. One day, the Queen Mother combed her hair in a worse paradise and found that their lives were worse than death. She was very sad, so she threw down the mirror for combing her hair and turned it into a river so that they could see each other.
As soon as we got on the bamboo raft, we put on our life jackets and the raft moved forward immediately. While enjoying the scenery on both sides of the strait, we listened to the explanation of dispatching workers. When I came to Wu Qu, I looked up at the cliff. Suddenly, I found a pile of rotten wood in the hole in the stone wall. "Mom, I saw the hanging coffin!" "I quickly shouted, my mother looked up and found the hanging coffin.
Time always flies! We're almost at the finish line!
6. Write a landscape composition of 600 words and a beautiful autumn composition of 600 words.
Miss Qiu came with light steps. Nature has become more beautiful.
Miss Qiu came with a box of colorful paints. She came to the forest. She painted maple leaves red, ginkgo leaves yellow and camphor leaves dark green; They came to the garden again, dyed osmanthus into gold and chrysanthemums into red, yellow and purple ... They had colorful flowers in the wind, and they smiled.
Miss Qiu came with a strange bottle of perfume. She sprayed perfume on sweet-scented osmanthus, which gave off a sweet fragrance and made people feel refreshed. Spray perfume on melons and fruits, and the melons and fruits will give off an attractive fragrance, which will make your mouth water. Miss Qiu left a fragrance and walked through the orchard.
The apple hung on the branch with a blush, and gently greeted Miss Qiu. Grape presents a purple necklace for Miss Qiu; Orange puts on an orange coat and greets Miss Qiu with a smile. Persimmons with red lanterns illuminate Miss Qiu ... The orchard is very lively.
Teacher Qiu came to the field with the enthusiasm of melons and fruits. She changed a golden sweater for rice, and rice quickly bowed; Sorghum wore a red scarf and hat and danced enthusiastically, which made the cotton girl grin and show her white teeth. Grandpa corn touched his golden beard and smiled ... on the battlefield, his enthusiasm was like fire.
Teacher Qiu is very happy. In order to thank everyone for their warm hospitality, a small concert was held: the nun sang a soft song, Qiu's mother played an elegant tune, the monk played a set of drums, and Miss Qiu put on the colorful clothes given to her by everyone and danced. In order to listen to the concert, the small animals are very busy: little frog, dig a hole quickly; Squirrel, hurry to collect the fruit; Little ants, hurry up to transport food ... The concert is going on in a lively way, and people are busy harvesting when they hear the reminder from Teacher Qiu.
The concert ended in a hurry, and Miss Qiu left gently with the joy of harvest. She left a colorful world, fragrant air and happy atmosphere. ...
I love this beautiful autumn!
7. Write a composition about the scenery of Star Mountain.
Spring is a beautiful season, and the campus in spring is naturally a colorful scene.
Walking into the campus, the first thing you see is the tall and straight pine and cypress. They are like guards guarding the garden. The green lawn is full of vitality, as if there is a life beating on every lawn. In the small garden, all kinds of flowers woke up and rushed to open, yellow, red and purple ... really colorful. Our class is facing this small garden, and the fragrance is fragrant and refreshing.
There are waves of reading on campus, accompanied by waves of spring breeze. The wind is intoxicating and there are attractive flowers. Small trees on the roadside are basking in the sun and thriving. Spring breeze people caress the flowers, and the flowers get carried away and dance a soft waltz-the song of spring breeze. Father Sun blinked as if to ask, "Are you having a party, children?" ? Why not invite my grandpa?
8. Write the landscape composition of Maling Mountain 100. Today, my mother and I went to Xinyi to visit Maling Mountain. Outside the window, the spring breeze is blowing, warm and refreshing. I think it was Sister Chun who said good morning to us with the spring breeze. Be quiet, everyone. We will arrive at our destination soon.
When the bus stopped, we got off one after another and came to Maling Mountain, which is known as the "first mountain". The first thing that caught my eye was a green hot air balloon. When I got closer, I found that it was a mountain shaded by green trees. Walking to the top of the mountain, I looked at the rolling mountains in front of me, as if they were connected with the sky. A gust of wind blew, and the trees shook their branches as if welcoming us. I can't help but be fascinated by the scenery of birds and flowers, and stand there for a long time.
We came to the Tibetan soldier cave, which is a big hole with a total length of 1200m and a height of 5m. According to my mother, this soldier hiding hole was dug up bit by bit by the uncle of the People's Liberation Army with a shovel, and it was used to store food and ammunition. How much effort and sweat is needed for such a big workload.
Then, we came to another scenic spot-Tiezifeng (my uncle and his children nearby heard it). This name sounds strange, probably because the hillside of this mountain looks layered, so it is called layered peak. I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and the grass around me floated in the wind like a dancer in green clothes. From a distance, not far away was a clear lake, and the lake was blue. ...
It was getting late, and we reluctantly left.