I'll send you a few more, choose what you want from them. The Four Seasons of the CountrysideNo matter what time of year or season, the countryside is a unique and fascinating landscape. Spring is here, walking in the countryside, you will see a group of swallows flew back from the south, they nest in the trees, they chirp and sing, for the spring of the countryside to bring vitality. In the countryside by the side of the road, there is a bud in the spring breeze under the touch of unyielding upward growth. There are also small wildflowers along the roadside, a full of spirit, standing proudly, the spring breeze sister blew a breath, the body of the small wildflowers shook, then exuded a share of the strong fragrance. In the fields, farmers are hard at work sowing seeds, looking forward to harvesting tomorrow's happiness. This is the spring in the countryside. Summer is here, walking in the countryside, the roadside saplings have grown into a few tall, lush trees, the robin in the trees kept screaming, the sound spread to a faraway place. In the fields, the seeds sown by the farmers are growing very luxuriantly, and as far as the eye can see, there is a lush green field, heralding a good harvest. The sun shines brightly in the summer countryside, bringing a wave of heat. Autumn is here, walking in the countryside, you will smell the smell of fruits and melons, the leaves of the roadside trees in the autumn wind fluttering down, the path is covered with a golden "carpet", and all the way to the top of the mountain. In the fields, farmers are busy and enjoying the joy of harvest. This is the countryside in the fall. Winter comes, the sky is sprinkled with white snowflakes, a white blanket, the earth as if wearing a snow-white cotton jacket, "snow omen harvest", the farmers look forward to a good harvest in the coming year. The four seasons in the countryside bring us a different landscape, you want to go and feel it? Beautiful plum blossom who is the messenger of spring, of course, is the plum in the spring. People often say: "Plum blossoms announce spring." Today, I went to the Botanical Garden with my father to see the messenger of spring. I have admired the lovely and elegant daisies, walked into the endless sea of flowers, heard of the lonely and cold snow lotus, but I have never seen such a beautiful plum. Look at the plum, they are like a little elf, in the wind, in the trees, with the breath of spring dancing, jumping, jumping, jumping out of a spring dance, really beautiful, pleasing to the eye! At this time, a gust of wind blowing, the fragrant fragrance of the plum, will step by step seduce your sense of smell, so that you are reluctant to leave, a step not willing to leave that beautiful world. Close look at the plum, its small petals fall generously, stamens yellow. Look, here a, there a, countless and can not see the end of the plum, some clustered together, some are scattered in the branches, constituting a beautiful scenery. There are yellow, pink, and red, so you dazzled, love, can not help but want to pick one, to see it that mesmerizing fairy-like beauty. Plum's beauty, not that kind of individual beauty, but a collective unity of beauty. Plum although small, but once they are scattered in groups of pairs on the tree, here a cluster, there a bush, it fused into a big family, that kind of beauty is an incomparable beauty, is a kind of beauty that can not be described in any words, it is a kind of beauty that can not be compared to any other thing. The beauty of the plum, in fact, can also reflect the most important one of the truth of each of our lives - unity. Early in the morning, I rubbed my eyes and looked out the window. Huh! How do not see the sun Gong's trail, only a milky white gas in the air wandering around? And then fixed eyes to see, ah, the original is the fog to take advantage of the night quietly came. I quickly jumped out of bed, can not wait to put on the clothes and rushed out of the house. The fog is really big! It was like a huge, thick canopy that enveloped heaven and earth. Things around like in a fairyland, as if, shadowy, hidden, everything is so fuzzy and marvelous, but also through an uninformable mystery, touching the almost "out of sight, out of mind" in the fairyland slowly forward. I leisurely stroll in the neighborhood. At this time the fog like a naughty and cute little boy, he will secretly hide the sun sword-like light, and then swinging on the power lines, before you fully see him and ran to the small leaves hung on a string of crystal transparent "pearl necklace". I also want to play with the fog chase. You know that the air is full of them, but I just reached out to catch them, clever and flexible he will be from under the arm, between the fingers silently slipped away. The distant scenery has already steamed melted only the rough outline of the line of ...... walking in the street, only to see everywhere is a sea of fog, the streets and alleys seem to be a huge fog tent shrouded, everywhere is wet, the distant rise and fall of the siren and the near the sound of light footsteps intertwined, the air from time to time whisked through the several wisps of wind, the original blurred scenes and suddenly, the air is not a good place, it is a good place, but it is a good place. The original fuzzy scenery and suddenly become clearly visible, there is a kind of clouds, floating feeling, the street in a hurry to the people, the first into the ears is the sound of footsteps, and then in a dozen meters away from the silhouette of the people, and gradually to see the image. When people walked past me, I could only see their backs gradually disappearing, and the fog wrapped them up in silence. I stood and admired the unique scenery, the fog rolled gently around me, engulfing everything, as if a big wet hand caressing me. The fog, a little lighter, dispersed a little. Those who are entangled in the office building between the fog is like a strip of white jade belt, those who stray from the lake fog is like a wisp of curling smoke drifting in the wind. The earth awakened, but at this time the world is still the edge of the dream, she is like a beautiful nymph, dragging the soft long skirt, sometimes stand and stare, sometimes kiss the earth, sometimes embrace the earth ...... sunlight spit out, fog like with us to do as if hiding, in a meter of sunlight bloomed out the last smile. Fog, you put on a necklace for the leaves, for the river cloaked in a veil, the shadow of the hovering trees in your hands swaying, clear lake water in the bosom of the ripples, your hazy beauty is so mysterious, your mysterious back can also be a piece of freshness on the earth? Beautiful snowflakes winter is a quiet and peaceful name. Small and delicate snowflakes drifted down, such as smoke as light; like fog and soft. Snow on the face, like jade moist. The ever-changing snowflakes, sometimes like a piece of flower petals fluttering, sometimes like a wisp of willow flakes singing and dancing, sometimes like a peach blossom front and back crowded, between heaven and earth for us to hang up the snow curtain. The earth has become a world of whitewash. Snow to the vast fields paved.
2. Write a landscape essay in the order from top to bottomHometown is a garden with the fragrance of flowers; hometown is a forest with the coolness of green trees; hometown is a field with the hope of harvesting; hometown is a snowy landscape with the glitter of ice crystals.
Memories of the past, families in order not to worry about food, small yards full of fruits and vegetables. Throughout the year, as long as you can plant something, the small yard will be full of, look to go, a variety of colors mixed and mixed, chaotic. Good crowded, good messy yard. Nowadays, families don't grow vegetables anymore, but flowers. Flowers grow all year round. In the spring, moonflowers and roses are in full bloom. In summer the flowers are even more luxuriant and colorful. In the fall, when all the flowers should have faded, chrysanthemums blossomed proudly. In winter, when the snow flies, plum blossoms bloom on the branches. All year round, the fragrance continues. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Then again, in the past, the village outside the village are bare, almost no trees. In the summer, the adults chatting outside were sitting along the wall, and most of the children hid in the house to fan. It was like a steamer inside the house and a hot pot outside. Now, in front of the house, both sides of the street, in the village and outside the village, are planted with green trees, although not as dense as the forest, but also green trees. In the summer, the adults in the tree under the cool, the children play under the tree. The dense foliage of the trees sends a burst of coolness. Cool ah, forest-like cool hometown.
Looking back to the past, the fields are full of crops, dense, corn, rice, peanuts and so on. At that time, people's planting technology is not very high, although hard work, but the harvest is not very ideal. That with a drop of sweat watering out of the crops, as if intentionally against the people as if. Now, with the popularization of science and technology, all over the green pollution-free crops, the realization of mechanized production, saving time and effort, the farmers' pockets more and more drums, spare time is also rich. In the spring, rice such as turquoise sea, rising waves; fall rice drooped head, the earth a golden, it can be said that "the spring planting full field are green, autumn harvest everywhere is gold". The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
Looking back, the garbage has a piece of paradise - the street, arbitrary stay in every corner, and sometimes dancing in the wind, and even swimming in the water, so that people want to hide to see, really dirty ah. Now, the garbage has its own home - the dump, the street is clean, paved with concrete road, became a dazzling bright spot. Net ah, ice-crystal glittering hometown.
3. writing scene essay 150 words or so, from the general collar to write the scene and then lyric爽籁发而清风生，纤歌行而白云遏。" It was a moonlit and starry night. A few thin clouds lay on the sky - it was that deep blue.
I sat in my cloak, admiring the tranquil scene outside the window; it had just rained, and the water on the ground had not yet dried up, one puddle after another. So the silver light will be mischievous dance on the water, a little, a little, and a little, flash ah flash, low thatched roofs, the bush, and sometimes crickets chirping as if was washed by buttermilk, they outline the outward appearance is so soft, "swish-swish-swish-" the branches of the trees with the wind gently shaking through the branches and leaves leaked down the broken silver and with it, all the things in front of me, because of the rain, the ground is not dry, a puddle. Swing, everything in front of me, because sprinkled with a layer of moonlight and appear to be extraordinarily pure and peaceful. "The court is like a pool of water under the sky" is too beautiful! I can not help but praise.
Yes, it is beautiful. Because of the moon, the moon is not hindered by clouds, the world has become so beautiful, as if a moment, the whole world has been baptized, washed away all the dirt, all the noise, all the prosperity. I suddenly remembered the holy carcass of an infant and the smiling operculum of a youthful maiden like a flower.
"The missing moon hangs in a sparse tree, the leakage breaks the first quiet." Bachelor Dongpo left his sadness; "Raise a cup to invite the moon, and turn to the shadow into three." Qinglian Jushi left his uninhibited; "The bright moon shines between the pines, the clear spring stays on the stone." The poet Wang Wei left his idleness. Countless poets of pure heart, in the same bright moonlight, writing their own mood, chanting the flowing water like a clear statement, as if one after another moving legend of the shadow of the moon.
Oh, why, the ancients have written about the moon, today's people are writing about the moon, the future generations will write about the moon? Why, with the moon everything becomes warm and quiet? Why do people give such sacred feelings to the moon? Because the moon is as gentle as water, as pure as water, soothing the hearts of the common people, the hearts of the disillusioned, the hearts of the sad people, bathing in the moonlight is a feeling of love. "Moonlight is like water and water is like heaven." Moonlight is the most expansive emotion in the world, and it symbolizes the purity and love that mankind will always celebrate and pursue. My blessing to the moon: may the bright moon never be blocked by dark clouds, and may the moonlight always be the world's truest heart trace.
4. write a landscape essay about 150 wordsWinter has just passed, spring has come to the earth with light steps, and everywhere is about to change into spring clothes. Today, I asked a few friends to enjoy the spring fields in my hometown.
We strolled on the ridge, blowing a gust of spring wind, feel comfortable. Because the spring is not as cold as the winter wind, only slightly chilly. You see, under the foot of the winter sleep grass, this time has awakened, stubbornly put his head out of the ground. Although only a little green, but full of vitality. Some unknown flowers are sprinkled on the ridge here and there. The green broad bean seedlings are standing neatly by the ridge.
I looked up and saw a vast expanse of crops in front of me. The golden rapeseed flowers are in full bloom, and the hard-working bees are flying here and there to whisper, and then flying there to give a kiss. There is also a piece, that piece, green shiny red flowers and grass, naturally embroidered with a few small purple flowers, very nice. The wheat seedlings, like a green carpet, are spreading thickly on the field.
Seeing this scene, I remembered a proverb: the time of the year lies in the spring. This is the hope of the farmers' hard work.
I love the spring fields in my hometown. It's like an unfolding scroll, full of poetry. So I said happily to my friends: "It's a pity that I'm not a painter, otherwise I would have painted the charming fields in my hometown with colorful brushes, and let it spread in front of our eyes forever.
5. third grade essay, write a scene, in order from top to bottomYellow Crane Tower
My hometown is located in Wuhan, Hubei, is a very beautiful city, where there is a three famous buildings of the hand of the Yellow River Building. And smell a fragrance, oh, it is the flowers are blooming ah! You see: the flowers are all purple and red, colorful, are competing in the open mile! The flowers are grouped together, beautiful, smell is refreshing, relaxed and happy.
Trees, and so green, green as if the nature of this "hair colorist" dyed; trees, and so much, as if the nature of this "planting hand" in many saplings, carefully watered and fertilized them! ...... like.
The sky, is so blue, blue like by nature this "hair colorist" dyed azure, but also like to be wiped spotless, no colorful mirror; the sky, is so long, like a long highway, white clouds, like a person, in the "highway" on the road while walking and humming. The sky is so long, like a long highway, and the white clouds, like a person, are humming a little song as they walk along the "highway".
The Yangtze River, light green, flooded with a little bit of yellow, that is the mud, in the golden light, the sparkling water surface shoots a blinding light, as if the Yangtze River was changed into a golden-yellow dress, beautiful. With the adjectives I have learned can not describe the beauty of the Yangtze River!
This is the Yellow Crane Tower, and this is the Yellow Crane Tower that makes me proud and proud.
Needless to say how much I like the Yellow Crane Tower, it has a long history, but it is still very beautiful, although it has a history of thousands of years, but the number of people who visit the Yellow Crane Tower is still very much, so that people go to a time still want to go to a time, to go to how many times still want to go to, and always feel that it is not addictive.
The sun is setting, we have to go, go back, I can not help but look back, reluctant to give up, reluctant to give up. Hey, goodbye, the Yellow Crane Tower, make me forget the Yellow Crane Tower.
Back home, my mouth has been reading my own poem
National Day in October to climb the Yellow Crane,
sparkling see the Yangtze River.
The waves are beautifully illuminated
The moment of parting is always a sigh of relief.
6. Essay: Write about a scenic place (100 words)The first: the beauty of the hometown A beautiful dusk, walking alone on the soft stone path of the farm, enjoying the beauty of the farm.
This beauty is a poetic beauty: tile blue tile blue sky, wisps of light clouds like smoke. West of the mountains, only a scarlet evening sun, in the sunset for the deceased trying to pour out a weak afterglow, full of poetry.
This beauty, a soft beauty: the distant roofs, the fields, still sowing a light sunshine, bringing infinite coziness. The ripples on the surface of the water are spinning, they are also ready to go home, the soft sound of the stream from a distance, from far away, from far away ...... Second: the beauty of my hometown My hometown is very beautiful! There is a forest in my hometown.
The trees here grow very strong, like warriors in armor, standing straight and guarding our hometown. There are also long grapevines in my hometown.
In the summer, this grapevine grows extraordinarily striking, dense leaves dance with the wind, like to give us a greeting! The most beautiful place in my hometown is my mom's small garden, where there are all kinds of flowers and plants all year round, attracting beautiful butterflies, dancing in the air. I love the beautiful scenery of my hometown.
Third: the beauty of the hometown The sun has just set, the evening sun appeared. The shapes of the sunset are strange and various, which is really beautiful! Some of the sunset like a puppy in the gnawing bone, some like rabbits gnawing carrots, some like small fish in the spitting bubbles, they are a thousand shapes, a thousand variations, it is too lovely! By five or six o'clock, the top half of the evening sun is pale yellow and the bottom half is deep red.
Soon the evening sun disappeared, I think it will go where? Part IV: The beauty of my hometownHello, everyone, I'd like to introduce you to my hometown. My home is in the township of Yueqing City, Wenzhou, which is very beautiful.
Not only beautiful scenery. And rich in produce, it is not very beautiful.
There is a tall building in the township, a lot of cars, and furniture city, I'm introducing you to my home, there is the best oolong tea, there is the best steamed beef in my home, and there is a fun place there Qianan Park. Every time I go home I go to the park with my family to play, a walk into the park to see rows and rows of willow trees, the river has a group of red fish, there are bumper cars, space ball, horror city ............ my hometown is not very beautiful ah, have time to come to my hometown to play Oh! .
Fifth: the beauty of my hometown My hometown is in Jiangxi. There are beautiful scenery, lush trees, and Jiangxi is still the place of the revolutionary uprising.
There is a place called Dongshanling in Jiangxi. There is a fascinating scenery, lush trees, there is a stone monument at the top of the mountain, the monument is written on the revolutionary martyrs will never die, which means that it is to commemorate the liberation war sacrifice of the liberation army.
Dongshanling is not only trees, but from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain have recreational facilities, such as playing balloon in the summer, winter fireworks. I think the balloon fight is the most fun, because breaking ten balloons can get a small gift! And Dongshanling is also a bird paradise.
Early in the morning in summer, the birds sing and play games on the branches. There are also some birds making nests at the stone monuments.
At the bottom of Dongshanling is a square called Leisure. The square is very busy every day, which I don't know why this is.
I feel that my hometown is very beautiful, I am very happy. Sixth: the beauty of my hometown My hometown is in the western part of Inner Mongolia, where there is a very beautiful scenery, is the Pledge Square.
General Feng is a historical figure in our area, in honor of him so built this square and his sculpture, and across a small river. When spring comes, the two sides of the river and the square around the snow melted, the equinox blew awake everything, green grass drilled out of the ground, the willow tree sprouted, buds green and yellow, very lovely, adding a lot of life to the square.
Summer came, the river flowed from the square below, both sides of the willow long lush, green grass covered the ground, trees lush, from time to time you can hear the frogs, blooming flowers attracted a lot of butterflies, evening walks also increased. In the fall, the autumn high, the air is fresh, the number is gradually yellow, grass, flowers stained with a layer of frost, the sculpture also looks more solemn.
Winter came, the square was covered with a thick layer of snow, to the square covered with silver fashion, even on the water surface also covered with a light glittering ice, sunshine dazzling. The square is so beautiful all year round! I love this beauty of my hometown.
7. Writing composition (150 words)Beautiful Huangguoshu Falls
Today the weather is sunny, we came to the famous Huangguoshu Falls to play. I was so happy!
Huangguoshu Falls, is one of the world's four major waterfalls, it is 77.8 meters long, 101.8 meters wide, it is second only to Canada's Niagara Falls and Africa's Victoria Falls ranked third in the world.
Into the park gate, we saw a lot of bonsai, yew, ginkgo, iron tree, etc., through the bonsai garden, in a kilometer away from the waterfall we heard the faint sound, through the sparse dense woods, the waterfall is like a white band in the distance, my heart is so excited, because it will be able to close contact with the dream of the Huangguoshu Falls. Along the mountain road, to the rhino pool before the waterfall appeared in front of us, the deafening sound, so we were shocked. The waterfall seems to fly down from the sky, really "flying straight down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days." The waterfall seems to be falling from the sky. Waterfalls from the upper reaches straight down, down the water is white, splashing up hundreds of meters high water spray, water spray to the mid-air into a small raindrops feel like rain. The raindrops hit us on the face, although we are drenched with water spray, but we feel the surge of the waterfalls up close.
After the tour of Huangguoshu Falls, we came to the suspenseful Tianxing Bridge. Tianxing Bridge is a stone forest on the water, the water of this stone forest is the confluence of the Huangguoshu Waterfall and the water of the Dragon Palace. Legend has it that the stone in the middle of the Tianxing Bridge is from a planet in the sky, just fall in the middle of the two stones, and feel that it will fall at any time, so it is named "Tianxing Bridge".
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, the sunset. I still can't get enough of the beautiful natural scenery, and I really want to play a little longer!
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Beautiful Huangguoshu Waterfalls Today the weather is sunny, we came to the famous Huangguoshu Waterfalls to play. I am so happy! Huangguoshu Falls, is one of the world's four major waterfalls, it is 77.8 meters long, 101.8 meters wide, it is second only to Canada's Niagara Falls and Africa's Victoria Falls ranked third in the world.
Walking into the park gate, we saw a lot of bonsai, yew, ginkgo, iron tree, etc., we are far away from the faint sound of the waterfall, along the mountain road, came to the rhinoceros pool, the waterfall appeared in front of our eyes, the deafening sound, shocked us. The waterfall seems to fall from the sky, really "three thousand feet straight down, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days."
After the tour of Huangguoshu Falls, we came to the suspenseful Tianxing Bridge. Legend has it that the stone in the middle of the Tianxing Bridge is from a planet in the sky, falling right in the middle of the two stones, feeling that it will fall at any time, so it is named "Tianxing Bridge".
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, the sunset. I still can't get enough of it, and I'm still immersed in the beautiful nature, so I really want to play a little longer!