Seeing the sky as blue as washing makes people feel very relaxed.
The rolling mountains in the distance look greener and greener, like a beautiful mountain landscape painting.
Not far away, there is a green forest. In the Woods, a group of birds are singing happily, as if they were having a concert.
Colorful flowers, yellow, red and blue, bloom at the edge of the forest. When a gust of wind blows, flowers "dance" like butterflies.
Not far from the Woods, there is a crystal clear river, like a transparent blue silk. There are several small fish swimming in the river. Sometimes they swim in circles, sometimes they swim side by side. How happy they are!
The park in spring is a beautiful landscape painting.
Warm air, ice-breaking running water, green willow branches and budding buds, these messengers of spring disperse the cold wind and bring a warm breath! In the spring surrounded by the wind, the sun is warm, everything is full of vitality, the spring rain is moist, and the fragrance is fragrant. "The branches of red apricots are full of spring", and the elves in nature are naturally unwilling to be lonely, showing the quiet and rich spring as vigorously as sound. March, such a lively annual ring, the month when everything recovers, is also a more wonderful way to interpret spring.
The drizzle in March is like silk and fog, which can only be vaguely felt. It is like a gentle world, shrouded in it, like a dreamlike fantasy. Walking in the drizzle, you can feel the beauty and romance of "light rain and fine wind" Listening to the splash under your feet and touching the soft rain is really a rare comfort and leisure.
Spring in March is the breeding season, and everything is in the bud. The wicker swayed gently, and the tip of the wicker touched the water slightly, causing general ripples. "Poplar smoke is lighter than that of Han Xiao", willow piles up smoke, and endless light green fills eyes and feels refreshing and gentle touch. I believe that at the end of spring, accompanied by flying catkins, it is another touching beauty!
Spring has come, and the willows are falling and green as the sea. In spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the silk tapestries blow on the embankment, filled with warm breath everywhere, playing a harmonious melody and interpreting a moving picture! Spring has come, and March is silent and audible. In the sound of orioles, in the budding spring flowers, in the lingering spring rain silk, in the fluttering wicker, spring is calling everywhere! Wandering in the warm wind in March, the small garden walks slowly and it is easy to get there. Spring is coming.
The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the meeting of all colors. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth.
The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool. Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool.
Wind and rain always come together. In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. In the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan." How well you speak! But is it more than "green"?
Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea. People face this ocean of blue, red and yellow ... gorgeous colors, and their troubles are gone, and their listlessness is gone. Thank the color of spring for giving us upward strength and confidence.
Look at the sky in spring. Why is the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes fly freely and soar freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children. However, aren't they also trying to dress up and add the color of spring?
However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter. You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring.
I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It was silently bred by neglected grass. People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring?
To write a composition about a beautiful place in Liuzhou, we should write it in a certain order according to the overall structure of the total score. Liuzhou Park is next to Jiashan High School, about 750 words. The scenery there is very beautiful.
In spring, the willows in the park have sprouted, flowers and plants have grown out of the ground, and the water in the river is very clear.
In summer, willow branches fluttered in the wind, like a little girl's hair fluttering in the wind. Grass grows thick and small flowers bloom.
In autumn, the grass withered, the flowers disappeared, and the willows were strong, but in late autumn, the leaves still fell and the lawn turned yellow. Look at it, it is golden and beautiful. Liuzhou Park is very beautiful. I hope Liuzhou Park will become more beautiful.
About 400 words describe the composition of Xingyang Botanical Garden in autumn according to the order of tour. The hot summer scenery has quietly left this world, and the cool autumn has come to our world. Look at the leaves of buttonwood trees falling one by one by the roadside. The fallen leaves are light and slow, like drunken people: they fall here for a while and there for a while. These leaves seem reluctant to leave the embrace of the mother tree. When the wind blew gently, Ye Er immediately floated up. They want to return to the embrace of the mother tree, but all this disappoints them. The more Ye Er cried, the sadder she became. Gradually, his gorgeous green clothes turned into dry yellow clothes.
? At this time, I looked up and covered the sky with dark clouds. How we hope for the next autumn rain! However, those naughty raindrops just won't stop until every household hangs the clothes on the balcony. These naughty boys "wow" all wet the clothes on the balcony. These naughty boys.
? I don't think these scenery can be feasted! I will take you to another interesting place-the orchard. As soon as you enter the orchard, you will smell waves of fragrance. Of course: Autumn is the season when fruits are ripe. You can smell oranges, apples, pomegranates, persimmons and other fruits in the orchard. Autumn is a fruitful world.
? Autumn is the happiest day for farmers' uncles. Can you not be happy that the farmer's uncle's work has finally achieved results? That wheat is the sweat of the farmer's uncle. We should cherish every grain of rice, be a good boy and be a thrifty boy.
? There are many things in autumn, such as going on an autumn outing and celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.
? As long as you open your eyes, observe carefully and think carefully, you will certainly gain something! A composition of about 350 words describes the scenery of Dagu Mountain in the order of sightseeing. A: Century Square is located 800 meters north of my home. It has beautiful scenery all year round and is a good place for people to relax after studying and working. In spring, when you walk into the square, you will see a thriving scene: the newly awakened grass sneaked out of the ground; Trees grow new branches and leaves; Flowers bloom like smiling faces; Small fish swim happily in the water; There are more people flying kites in the square, and all kinds of colorful kites are flying in the air, which is very beautiful. In summer, the grass has covered the lawn with new green clothes, and the color of trees has already changed from light green to dark green. When the wind blows, the square dance is like a little girl in green. The small fish in the pond swam more happily in the water, as if to jump out of the water to see the fragrant and charming lotus flowers. The cool autumn turned the square yellow. Yellow leaves fall off one by one like a dancing butterfly. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. In the cold winter, like a magician, he puts on white winter clothes for the square. After a heavy snow, the earth is white. This is Century Square!
This paper discusses that unarmed exercises should be carried out in a certain order: first, head movements.
Second, the chest expansion movement
Third, the body rotates.
Fourth, back support movement.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) positive pressure tube
Sixth, side leg press.
Around the wrists and ankles
Eight, complete the action
Write a autumn scenery on campus and try to make some rhetoric in a certain order (100 words or so). Elite tip: Autumn wind is like a magic brush. It only takes one night to dye the rippling forest belt into gold.
Climbing to the top of the mountain and looking down, my eyes are golden. If you look carefully, you will see a piece of red and a piece of green in gold. Red as agate and green as jade. There is also a mirror-level pond at the foot of the mountain, which reflects the beautiful scenery in front of you, especially beautiful. As the saying goes: "One autumn rain is cold, and ten autumn rains need to wear cotton." There is a hint of coolness in the rustling autumn wind. You see, pedestrians on the road have inadvertently put on thick sweaters, coats and some down jackets.
In the field, golden corn brushed like golden sticks, red sorghum ears were like shy little girls, blushing, shyly lowering their heads, swaying in the breeze, soybeans rustling in the wind, and the field was like playing a chorus of nature.
In the orchard, bright red persimmons hang high on the branches like small lanterns, and the branches look like they are about to break. There are also strings of purple grapes hung with crystal dew, which shine like crystals in the sun.
I was infected and intoxicated by this golden autumn, ah! I love this bumper harvest and golden autumn.
The composition of this book introducing love education is 500 words. . Love in a certain order, like air, is invisible and intangible, permeates around us, but is not perceived by us. In fact, its meaning has been integrated into life. After reading The Education of Love, I am more sure that love is the most beautiful emotion in the world.
The Education of Love is written in the style of a third-grade pupil's diary. Tell the story of the little hero Amrico every day. Between the lines, there is a word "love". Father's love, mother's love, friendship, teacher-student relationship ... What moved me most was the monthly story the little scribe.
The little scribe tells the story of a poor family with many children. His father works during the day and copies documents at night. Seeing his father's gray hair, little Sulio wanted to help him copy documents and earn more money. But because dad didn't agree, he had to get up in the middle of the night every day to secretly help dad copy. In this way, the situation at home has improved a lot, but little Sulio can't listen carefully in class, and he is listless at home because of lack of sleep for a long time. Dad was very angry when he saw it and scolded him repeatedly. Although little Sulio was wronged, he still helped his father. It was not until one day that his father discovered the secret that he realized that he had wronged his son and felt very guilty.
After reading this story, I was very moved, moved by the strength of little Sulio. Although he was born in poverty, he not only studied hard, but also silently shared his worries for his family. Even if he was scolded, he silently endured it. What a strength! He also thought about stopping copying, and he knew it wouldn't work. But at twelve o'clock, there was a force that urged him to do it. Doing nothing is like stealing a few dollars from home. What power is this? This is a sense of responsibility.
"Poor children take charge early", and it is rare for Sulio to shoulder the burden of supporting family expenses at an early age! Moreover, he is very strong and helps his father copy under his father's scolding. In order to see his father's smiling face, he would rather swallow his tears and grievances silently. If it were me, I would definitely resign with my father in a rage. Isn't Syrio's sense of responsibility and that kind of strength worth learning?
Love is actually very simple. Whether it is fatherly love, maternal love, friendship, teacher-student love and patriotism, it has always been with us. Love is like a meter of sunshine, caressing your body intimately and gently; Love is like a glass of clear water, which moistens your heart all the time; Love is like an endless field path, full of wild flowers, which need to be found and picked at any time. Love is actually around us. Whoever loves lives.
30 poems describing spring scenery in Tang poetry (Meng Haoran)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
How many fallen flowers are there?
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Moisturize things silently.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
The fire of a river boat is unique.
Dawn sees saturated red;
Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
It rings in the spring stream.
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Go with the flow, thinking that I have created a vast snowy day.
In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Chun Xing (Wu Yuanheng)
It's cloudy,
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Jueju (Du Fu)
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.
Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
Soft, soft, soft, soft, soft and soft. The oriole sings.
Tang Wangya's Spring Tour Song
There is no youth in the New Year.
The grass bud was surprised at the beginning of February.
Snow is too late for spring,
Targeted darts are flying in the trees in the courtyard, weaving flying petals.
Qingming (Du Mu)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
(Cui Hu) Titu City Nanzhuang
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
(Bai Juyi) Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
(Ye Shaoweng) The garden is full of flowers in spring.
Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
(Wang Wei) Bird Watching Creek
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
(Su Shi) Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
(Thank you) Go to Sanshan in the evening and return to Wangjing.
Now I can overlook Chang 'an City from Baling Mountain, and look back at the capital like looking back at Luoyang, climbing three mountains in Heyang.
The sun sets on the towering roof, and the houses in Beijing are not so high and low.
The residual clouds of the sunset are scattered like rosy clouds, and the clear river is as calm as white.
Noisy birdsong covers the spring, and all kinds of flowers cover the countryside in the suburbs.
I will stay in the country far from the capital, and I miss the happy party that has stopped.
When it's time for Danggui, I'm disappointed and tears fall like snow beads.
People with feelings know that they are homesick. Who can't change their black hair?
(Li Bai) Jinmen answers Su Xiucai
Back in Shimen, Zhu Huo became wooden.
If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.
I am ashamed to recall, and I will always walk on the same day.
Foresight is the heart, and life is enough.
There are hundreds of rivers, and there are many talented people in pavilions.
Give a book and a golden pavilion, and give a banquet to you.
Singing in the white clouds and listening to Huang Zhuwen.
The light is poor and the clouds are moving.
If Ming Ding is covered with clouds, the ship will be boundless.
I'll stay in Kinmen, and you go to Dan River.
I was happy and happy during the unsuccessful Sanshan period.
Zhu Xuan sends elephants, and Chishui is not vast.
May the Eastern Seagull * * camp Xishan medicine.
Qi Yan Jun was silent. He lived for a long time.
If prosperity has different rewards, you should live in seclusion forever.
Birds sing in the eaves, flowers fall under the window and on the books.
See the green tiles on the edge of the stream and the red tiles on the headland.
Cai Wei smiled and sang, and I was in love as soon as possible.
The moon rises in the stone mirror room, in the pine organ.
Inner emptiness is wonderful, and external things are empty and decadent.
Life experiences are like two friends who have forgotten each other, from an old gentleman to an old man.
(Li Hua) "Spring outing improvisation"
At the gate of Yiyang, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the water flows from east to west.
Fragrant trees have no flowers, and birds are singing all the way to the spring mountain.
(Liu) Dai Chunfen
The remnant warbler of Asahi cried with my concubine, opened the door curtain and saw the grass grow.
The east wind enters the courtyard and thousands of willows go west.