The most beautiful landscape composition writer

The afterglow of the sunset is scattered in every corner of the street park. Those tired tourists flocked to the exit in small groups. Red flowers, green leaves and Qinghe still decorate this beautiful park. As night fell, the park was silent. I just vaguely heard the rustling sound. I began to follow the sound to find the source of the sound. Under the buttonwood, I finally noticed a white shadow. Huh? Is there anyone else? I walked in doubtfully, only to see a rickety old man by the river beside the buttonwood tree, with a net hook, wearing a washed old white cloth shirt, a pair of worn canvas shoes and dark skin. At this time, he was fishing in the river with a net hook in one hand and a sack in the other. Is he a little goldfish in the net river? Do you want to steal the net fish home? No, I have to find out! Thinking about it, I went around to him and the cat was behind the tree. Staring at his every move. I saw that he put the net into the water and stirred it gently, as if afraid to disturb the baby. After a while, there were some plastic bags floating in the water, which contained banana peels and melon seeds ... He netted them all, pulled them ashore and put them in sacks. Repeat the same action over and over again. There seems to be no will to stop. Unconsciously, the moon has climbed into the night sky. On a cold night, the moon shows its eyebrows and the moonlight shines on him. I saw him start to gasp slightly. Although it was slight, I caught it. In a short time, the sack was already filled with two-thirds of the rubbish and everything. The old man put the net aside. Walking along the river, staring at the river meticulously, as if gold would suddenly appear from somewhere. He leaned against the shore, held a handful of water in his hand, put it in front of his eyes and sniffed it before he got the sack with satisfaction. Then pick it up and walk to the exit. In the moonlight, rickety old people, sacks, Yin Hui and long paths seem to blend into a landscape. Harmony and tranquility. The old man looked at the sack, shook his head, smiled again and walked on. Oh, it is he who silently cleans up the garbage in the water, so that tomorrow's beautiful park will be displayed to everyone in a gorgeous way. Tourists only know that the "Street Park" has beautiful scenery, birds and flowers, beautiful mountains and water, and is very warm, but they don't know that there is another unknown beauty under the night. When the old man cleans the fish pond, it is also a landscape, which is more beautiful and moving under the moonlight bath. Because his kindness and selflessness are the most beautiful scenery in this park. A touch of light on the horizon rises slowly from a gap, and the sun shines on the earth bit by bit. Before the sun wakes up, a group of people have started their busy and ordinary work of the day. They are our sanitation workers. (It's better to write it yourself after you start) You can write the clothes of sanitation workers to show their ordinary. Write about their hard work and show ordinary things. Write about their spirit. They are the most beautiful scenery in our city. And how to treat our sanitation workers in life. Last Sunday, I went to Pinghai to learn painting. My mother didn't come to pick me up at home because of something temporary, so I had to go home by car. After getting on the bus, I sat by the window and found an aunt sitting next to me. She is plain in appearance and plain in clothes. A closer look shows that her clothes are still patched and her dark face is covered with spots. A pair of bulging eyes seem to slip out if they are not careful. I thought to myself: There are still such ugly people in the world. At this time, the conductor asked everyone to buy tickets. I reached into my pocket and suddenly found that there was only two yuan. I prepared a three-yuan fare, one yuan less? I really hate my carelessness. Why don't I see if the fare is enough before I get on the bus? The conductor came up to me to collect money. I lowered my head and whispered, "I still need one yuan." Can I pay you back when I get to Xike? " The conductor said angrily, "You boy, don't have the money to take a bus?" The conductor was about to stop the driver and try to kick me out. At this critical moment, the ugly aunt who has been sitting next to me suddenly said to the conductor, "I'll pay him." Then, she took out a Zhang Yiyuan's money from her pocket and gave it to the conductor, who was willing to stop. I quickly said to my aunt, "Thank you. When I get off the bus, I will definitely ask my mother to return the money to you! " "Aunt just smiled and said nothing. My mother happened to pick me up when I got off the bus. I quickly ran to my mother's side and took the money to give back to my aunt. But I look around, where is my aunt's shadow? Her back had already disappeared in my eyes ... When I got home, I put down my schoolbag and lay quietly on the bed. Recalling the scene just now, I can't help but feel a warm current in my heart-I will firmly remember this enthusiastic aunt. Although her appearance is ugly, her heart is so beautiful. In my eyes, she is the most beautiful scenery!