Whether you are in school or into society, we always have less contact with the essay, right, the essay is the memory of the people stored in the relevant knowledge, experience and ideas expressed in written form of narrative. I believe that many friends are very distressed about writing essays, the following is a description of natural phenomena that I have organized for you, just for reference, welcome to read.
Description of natural phenomena essay 1Do you like clouds? I like clouds. I like its graceful body, its ever-changing beauty, and its white and pure heart.
In the summer, the clouds in my hometown are beautiful. You see you see, the clouds on the day as a white lotus, floating quietly in the sky, exudes a variety of fragrance, if you breathe a mouthful of air. Then, it seems to be accompanied by this fragrance inside, accompanied into your body, so that your body brewed a kind of incense that can not be erased for a long time. Look again and again, the clouds as a master magician in the play of prisms, kaleidoscopes, such as yellow fluffy rabbits jumping, such as vibration of the mane long whistling steed in the Mercedes-Benz, such as teeth and claws of the dragon in flight, such as colorful peacocks in the open screen. Really have everything, dazzling. However, it changes too quickly, dazzling, can not savor, is indeed a pity. I really want to buy a fancy video camera and capture it one by one.
By dusk, the whole earth was brightly lit by the sun, and the clouds dissipated very quickly, arranging the sky in a colorful and beautiful way, and for a while, the clouds gathered together, like a huge net, covering the whole sky. At this time, many birds are also "chirping" singing and flying, each back to the nest, seems to remind people: "night is coming, night is coming!
Nightfall, the sun quietly went down, the moon stood guard, the moon curved awesome, to the people forwarded to the sleep, the stars also blinking eyes to the clouds to say hello, in this quiet and cozy night, people accompanied by the stars, the moon, the clouds of children singing, in this dark night, people slept and sleep.
The clouds back home are just that, with the purity of a baby's heart and the beauty of a rainbow. The clouds, the clouds!
The sun shone brightly at about two o'clock in the afternoon. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from afar, which sounded like a muffled thunderstorm, and then the clouds rolled in.
In a short while, it was pouring rain. Gradually, the sound of rain is reduced, slowed down, and became dripping, and then after a while, the rain gradually closed, there is still a "drip" on the awning of the residual rain dripping down. After a few minutes, suddenly, a dazzling light appeared high in the sky, slowly turning into a layer of red, gradually thickening under the sunlight. At the same time, the two sides of the red path continued to hang down, all the way to the ground, forming the shape of a bridge. "Ah, a beautiful rainbow has come out, so beautiful!" My heart burst with joy. Immediately after, in the red layer of the inner layer of a kind of elegant yellow, and then also expanded and thickened, but not as beautiful as the red, so distinct. They are next to me, I leaned against you, like little sisters like affection. A rainbow appeared in a few moments gradually lengthened, forming an arch bridge, above the red, orange, red, yellow ...... really beautiful ah!
At this time from not far away drifted a few snow-white clouds, they surrounded the rainbow, as if in and she said goodbye. There are a few clouds floating to the rainbow side, gently attached to it, more to it adds a few points of tenderness and elegance, but after two or three minutes the rainbow disappeared,
Just before blowing away the clouds formed a Guanyin, I am very strange, the rainbow disappeared, why would this scene it? Dad said, "Because the rainbow has a weak light can change different shapes." Now I understood. Then, I also look at the sky floating around the clouds a moment like a monkey, a moment like a rabbit, a moment like a dinosaur .......
What a beautiful rainbow, it is like a poem, a painting, a beautiful piece of music!
The magic of the sun is everywhere, it shines on the earth and brings infinite vitality to everything in the world, but what fascinates me most is the beautiful evening sun.
In the evening, the sun slowly moves to the east. At first, it looked like a big burning ball of fire with golden light, as if it was not yet willing to leave. Its light was so strong and blinding that it seemed as if millions of embroidery needles were shooting straight into your eyes, so that you didn't dare to look directly at it. Gradually, it put away the dazzling light, seems to understand that it is impossible to fight with fate. The light became softer and more intimate, and even the color changed from golden yellow to orange-red. The surrounding clouds were also set on a golden edge, the color also became red, blue, purple, green ...... colorful, and the sky has become a fascinating picture.
After a while, the sun became more and more red, and finally turned into a big lantern. Soft light sprinkled on the house, the house is like being redecorated, become golden; soft light sprinkled on the lake, the surface of the lake suddenly shimmering, flashing a lot of small light spots. The little spots of light were like naughty elves playing on the surface of the big lake; the soft light sprinkled on the roof of a house, the tiles on the house all turned into a bright light, emitting red light, becoming so different.
Unconsciously, the sun is close to the horizon, and it left with the last trace of reluctance for this world.
I stood there quietly, reminiscing about the sunset brought me that different kind of happiness, and was y intoxicated by this fascinating evening sun.
Teacher's comments: metaphors, similes, similes, platitudes at your fingertips, poetic language, picturesque wonderland, the changes in the evening sunlight in a hierarchical way to express, great!
Description of the natural phenomenon of the composition 4Another approaching dusk, the sky to smear a fresh color, cast on a yellowish, seem so quiet, harmonious. The dusk, is so beautiful!
Wonderful nature, probably feel that the pale yellow sky is too monotonous and add a stroke, the sky into an orange-red; golden; grape gray ...... We look around, look at the roof, walls, everywhere is red, everywhere is the children's laughter and song. The children have turned golden, and the beard of the blonde old grandfather has also turned golden, I think: this old grandfather will surely live a long life. All this, even the proud flowers, witnessed to look at the mysterious beauty of the evening sun, but also shamefully lowered his head ...... life, everything, in the light of the sun, and show her colorful other side.
Unconsciously, the western sky a bright red. The white clouds have long been dyed a million bright colors. The vast sky, the red clouds weaved into a dense net, covering the original color of the sky. Splendid light will shine the earth so colorful.
"Burning clouds" came up, the fire-red evening sky burned inside and outside the red, as if on a palette, painted with a thick red. The earth gradually into the quiet, everything makes people feel comfortable, carefree. Coated with gold dust, changed into a red gauze, heaven and earth, a red light, the dusk in the scenery in which to meet the charming haze, gazing at nature's beautiful masterpieces, so that I feel a hidden behind the evening sky connotation.
Night is about to fall, the evening sun in colorful clothes gradually away, but who will not forget that she left the earth's last love. Why is it not willing to stay one more second? Let us take a look at it?
This beautiful sunset, much like our teachers. Yes, infused with knowledge, with quality; with their own flame, they train graduates with themselves, train the pillars of the country.
Description of natural phenomena essay 5On a clear evening, I had dinner, stood on the balcony, looked up at the sky, only to see the red-hot clouds reflecting half the sky, after a while, the color of the fire clouds began to change: a moment brilliant, a moment of red .... The shapes of the burning clouds were also changing ..... Sometimes they are like blooming flowers; sometimes they are like waves on the sea; sometimes they are like naughty puppies. Their changes are so rapid, so natural, so magical.
Suddenly, an orange-red light straight to the earth, as the canopy opened, a "little angel" debut, red face, golden hair approved in the waist, wearing a white dress, tied a big bow on top, but also a pair of white wings, the wings than the beautiful jade but also not a few points it!
The next appearance is a big-bellied "frog" their mouth shrinking and stretching, as if to eat all the pests.
Then a cloak of "date red horse" on the stage, it kneeling as if waiting for the master to ride it, after a few seconds, it stood up and ran away.
After a while, all the colors in the sky are irreconcilable to form a gushing "river", the sun is gradually approaching the horizon, this "river" bright and dark, as if in and who hide and seek it! In a moment, the sun is only half of the face left, it seems to say: "Children, see you tomorrow! Then it disappeared into the clouds. Then the silhouette of everything blurred, and the burning clouds disappeared.
I stood on the balcony for a long time.
Ah! Nature you are really an omnipotent creator ah! It is you who created mankind, created the fish, birds and animals ...... The fire cloud is also your masterpiece. The beauty of your creation is countless.
Ah! The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to say! I love you even more for creating this fascinating beauty.
Nature's scenery is unforgettable.
The sky was first a big red, gradually turned into vermillion, and finally, turned into gold. The whole sky, was surrounded by the color gold.
Look, under the illumination of the evening sun. The old grandfather's beard turned into a golden beard; the white and tender piglets in the pigsty turned into golden piglets; the old grandfather looked at his little golden pig and smiled with joy. A girl's hair turned fashionably golden, as if dyed. A group of naughty children, under the illumination of the evening sun, their faces are turned into a golden apple ......
The evening sun, not only colorful, but also a thousand changes.
Look, the sky turned into a lovely white rabbit, turned into a fierce lion, but also turned into a naughty dog ......
The evening sun, the changes are many, the speed of change is very fast. Just now, or simple and lovely pandas, this moment has become a lazy piggy, not waiting for people to see clearly into a dancing butterfly; not waiting for people to appreciate the end, but also into the wings of the birds ......
The color of the evening sun, is also beautiful. At first, the color of the evening sun is big red. As the sun gradually descended, the color faded a little, becoming cherry red and gradually turning into vermilion. Then, it turned orange-red again, and finally, it turned golden.
Evening sun, your colorful colors change in a thousand ways.
I love the spring flowers, I love the spring grass, I love the spring sunset.
Teacher's comments: Spring, in your eyes is beautiful, all the scenery is unforgettable. The phrases are lively and fluent.
Describe the natural phenomenon of the composition 7
I just heard the window drip drip tower, as if accompanying a small dance music, I can not help but be attracted by the world outside the window.
Come to the window, it turned out to be drizzling. That drizzle is falling like a madman, light and thin, sprinkled in the rubble of the open space, the dead leaves.
He drenched the earth, and the 'grass on the ground began to rejoice: "Ah! It's raining, it's raining!" Wild chrysanthemums put the bulging buds quietly open, exuding a tantalizing fragrance, is so moving. The jasmine in front of me opened again with it, and the scent touched my heart, feeling the rain of autumn with them.
He drenched the forest, the trees began to laugh aloud, comfortable for this cool autumn rain, they seem to say, "So cool!" The birds chirped and chirped, also feeling comforted by this fall rain.
Look, the fall rain is dancing. It's the wind, it's the wind's wonderful music that drives the rain. The fall rain drifted and danced beautifully for the people.
In the rain, people walk on the road with flowery umbrellas, adding color to autumn.
It got dark really fast, but the rain didn't stop. I was listening to the rain in the continuous rainy night. The raindrops fell on the glass, dripping, and refracted wet streams of light against the window. After the clear rain and misty rain, a little bit of yellow halo light flooded away, dissolving into a blurred and soft light. Outside the window the light sound of the rain, like a child's mother urged me to enter the dream song, as if the green trees and flowers between the murmur of the birds. The car under the window drove past my eyes from time to time, sending it to this peaceful rainy night.
Description of the natural phenomenon of the essay 8Among the many natural phenomena, I like the summer rain the most. Oh, that is, "summer rain", so I will tell you about "summer rain".
Summer rain comes and goes in a hurry, very fast, like the speed of God six ascending to heaven. This time or clear skies, "ah!" Bean-sized raindrops then dripped down. I looked at the sky, black clouds, like lead, gathered in one piece, as if immediately want to fall. The whole sky was black, and the whole world was immersed in the sight of raindrops falling into a river. As you can imagine, the rain was so heavy, so dense and so fast that it fell in the blink of an eye into a "river".
Summer rain moisturizes everything, flowers, trees and crops suck this sweet "dew". Summer rain is a timely rain. The dry riverbed and nature are to thank the summer rain, is the summer rain let them temporarily "goodbye" to the heat. Before the summer rain, you will feel very hot, but after the summer rain, will give a person a cool, comfortable, cool feeling, a kind of floating feeling. Summer rain this time, the trees, air and other objects on the floating dust washed clean, as if the new branches and buds and grow out, everything is new.
Summer rain, say stop. This is not, stopped, but it does not matter, I have introduced you to the end, is not a kind of immersive feeling? You have the opportunity to go "close" to the "summer rain" it!
The most beautiful thing about Longjiang is that it is snowing. Yes, it is really beautiful in the north of the country, and I will never forget it
It's snowing again, and it may be the last snowfall of the winter. Snow is very big, as if everything in this world have received a holy baptism, everything is pure a lot, the air no longer have the smell of dust, everywhere a white, let me feel the world as if it has become a lot bigger.
Before dawn I walked alone on the path between the fields and the houses. The path also seemed less rugged, so that I could not bear to put my foot down and destroy the integrity of this gift of nature.
Perhaps because I was walking too fast, perhaps because my heart was in the right place, or more likely because the road was too slippery, I fell on my back on the ground, and I saw a cloudy sky with no stars, but it wasn't lonely because there were angels flying, and it was snow. Light snowflakes from the mid-air reluctant to fall to earth, one after another, floating tickets rustle, like a drunken man danced with the wind, just wish he was not to drink to drown his sorrows.
I stood up and have forward, because no one will give up the infinite light ahead for a hint of the roadside scenery?
I walked into the bustling city and met up with my date, and we **** together to enjoy the beauty of this snowy country for the last time. A large willow tree is facing the wind to show it at this time the ice muscle jade stock, a group of children over there just cleaned the square to make a road class white, a group of beautiful women in the distance to take pictures. We are sad.
We reluctantly walked into the station ......
Description of natural phenomena essay 10"The sky is cold and green, the north wind called the withered mulberry." When the sharp cold wind swirled up from the black and slippery ice, and whistled away on the straight and bare poplar tree tops, a shiver came up, and a touch of sadness sank into the bottom of my heart, almost devouring my hopes for winter.
The day appeared in the cloud gap, all things solemn and withered. Under the gray sky, I was a little frustrated, cold winter, always a gloomy and stiff face, is my lingering dream of winter so frozen?
Do not say winter withered, winter has its own flavor. "Suddenly like a night spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms." Finally, a snowy night completely changed all this. Early in the morning, a dream woke up, surprised to find that has been in the ice and snow crystal, like a dream like a dream in the fairy tale.
Sigh snow, winter flavor who understand.
Snow-covered, silver, flying beads splash jade, heaven and earth a color. Overnight, as if to do beauty, the earth everything suddenly ice clean, elegant and beautiful, with a thousand kinds of charm, ten thousand kinds of style, a kind of skin and bones as fresh and elegant came. I would like to, would like to open my arms and take this world into my arms.
Surprised by my surprise, shocked by my shock. Thoughts of a wisp, turned into a white smoke, dancing in the air. View in the distance, but see "a thousand peaks, a thousand bamboo shoots, ten thousand trees, ten thousand pines, ten thousand clouds"; look near, just see "spinning curtains over the pink wall, lighter than the willow flakes heavier than the frost", all things in heaven and earth, a coat of plain clothes, as if the nymphs down to the earth, fresh and vulgar, chic.
Snowflakes, how many flowers and trees. It is "long days far away tree mountain white, do not recognize the plum blossom and willow flower". A moment, obsessed with this ice-clear glazed world, throbbing heart began to flow thick poetry, the sentiment of winter also quietly sprouted.
Appreciation of thick, winter flavor.
Description of the natural phenomenon of the composition 11
I am a member of nature, nature, rain is a splash of colorful and beautiful colors, there are gusts of wind and roar of torrential rain, lightning and thunder thunderstorms, and that particularly interesting sun rain. Instead, I chose to be the sheer fall rain.
The clouds spread darkly over the city, leaving people breathless, and the air filled with the dampness of the earth. "Rumble, rumble," accompanied by the roar of the thunder big brother, mischievous I began to faye and sprinkle, I look around, the whole earth is new, the small trees greedily sucked my rain, the tender flowers take off their colorful long skirt to enjoy the essence of the rain, the lawn green fuzzy grass disappeared, and replaced by an an endless carpet of green. One person high corn, like an old man pouting his beard and smiling ......
I looked at the rice paddies with a smile as I danced and splashed the rain. I exerted my whole body, because I knew that after this rain was the smiling faces of the farmers and the joyful harvest. I smiled and left the fields for the bustling city. People were holding flowery umbrellas, and the dripping sound turned into a note that jumped into the music of nature.
I clattered and sang, and wasn't that the ocean in the distant waves? I flew at breakneck speed, realizing that it had always been my desire to see the sea. Huge waves struck the sea again and again, sometimes majestically, sometimes softly. The more the waves rolled over, the braver they got, the faster I jumped and the bigger it went down. Gradually the clouds parted and we went down smaller and smaller and smaller. The air was so fresh that people put away their umbrellas and small animals ran out from under the trees. I looked up at the sky and thought: the rainbow sister should take over next!
Description of the natural phenomenon of the composition 12That magical scenery, that full of infinite vitality when the sun rises slowly, is the sunrise!
When the east appears a fish-belly white, the dawn of hope illuminates our eyes, and a new day begins. In the blink of an eye, the fish-belly white turned pink, and the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. Suddenly, a red line appeared on top of the mountain, slowly lengthening and widening. The sun is coming out!
Soon, the sun's small half of the red and round little face appeared between the mountains, red is red, but not that dazzling bright light, so that people can use their own eyes to see. The mother earth could not let the sun leave her, and pulled the sun down, so the sun could only rise slowly. After about half an hour, the sun finally broke free from the mother earth's embrace and rose between the green mountains and the green water, (...). It really looks like a big red hot air balloon, and like the old man with a red face, that is the sun! The sun is very red, but not a little dazzling bright light. It slowly climbed upwards, like it was enjoying the scenery of the mountain stream. Finally, the sun rose!
At this point, it could only be described as radiant. The sun was no longer red, but golden. On the river, on the leaves, on me, it was also golden. At this time, the sun warmed the earth with her body, and my senses were warm, and the senses of all things were warm. The rays of light from the sun awakened everything in the earth, making it alive and new. I was overwhelmed with emotion and praised this picturesque "golden world".
Sunrise, representing the beginning of a new day, sunrise, full of light, full of hope!
There are many natural phenomena in the world: snow, rain, wind, frost ...... and my favorite natural phenomenon is snow in winter.
The snow in winter is beautiful and dense. They are dressing up the earth, so that the earth is no longer cold, wrapping the earth in a warm coat, so that the earth is frozen.
Before the snow, the cold wind, dripping into ice, the north wind whistling, the road is empty. Sometimes a few cars would speed by, as if rushing home to prevent snow, and a few pedestrians would hurry by.
Then, the snow flew, countless small snowflakes from the sky have fallen, like many dandelions with the wind. In a short while, the earth are dressed in snow-white clothes, the road is frozen, the trees are covered with beautiful snowflakes, as a cotton candy.
After the snow, I ran out of the door in an arrow step, rushed to the tree, a jump, a hand, then grabbed a handful of snow. I bite down, ah! Froze me to death. I went to call my friends, they scrambled over, I grabbed another handful of snow and handed it to them, they all said it was too cold.
The snow in winter is like a dandelion. Flying down from the sky, like a cotton candy, just not sweet, too cold. Friends all around ran out and marveled at the beauty of winter snow.
Mom said to me, "You silly boy, snow is not edible." Dad said, "You can heat up the snow!"
I love the snow in winter, its beautiful white color and its beautiful appearance. My favorite natural phenomenon, snow is always number one.
Teacher's comments: snow can be so beautiful. The little author will be complete before the snow, in the snow, after the snow. Not bad!
Description of natural phenomena essay 14
Spring rain is the quiet little girl, quietly drifting. The poet saint Du Fu once wrote this poem: "Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening. With the wind, it dives into the night, moistens things silently." You can imagine that on such a night, you don't have to do anything but hold a cup of fragrant tea, take a sip of fresh tea, and listen to the faint sound of rain outside the window. Close your eyes, the rain seems to be full of green water pen, clear a little, it will be a light rain, accompanied by the sound of "Spring River Moonlit Night", down, down ......
The rain is different in all seasons of the year, so the feeling is not the same. I prefer to listen to the rain in the fall than I do.
Autumn, traditionally known as the golden autumn, autumn wind, traditionally known as the golden wind. In that case, the autumn rain, is not the golden rain? When you listen to the golden rain, everything becomes silent, the whole city becomes quiet, away from the usual hustle and bustle. If golden autumn is an oil painting with heavy colors, then golden rain is its background with charm. The color of golden rain is light gold, falling on the ground with a little splash. Hazy rain, there is no sound, there is just a splash of water; downpour is exciting, there is a kind of power to shake the earth, to the ground to unfold, as if there is a seemingly thin smoke enveloping the earth. When you enter that beautiful dreamland, the fall rain will leave a string of beautiful notes under the eaves of your memory.
This is the sound of the rain, listening to these elves to bring you the music of heaven, you will have a most innocent, the most beautiful heart.
Friends, fall in love with listening to the rain, enjoy the infinite fun it brings you!
Describe the natural phenomenon of the essay 15
Nature is magical and terrible, it is always happy when it is sunny, sad when it is always crying, aggrieved when it is always dark clouds, cold when it is always cloaked in cotton ...... It is like us human beings always have joys, sorrows and joys, and it also has feelings, I like the rain in the summer and the rain in the fall.
In summer, before the rain will always be very hot and stuffy, we use the fan to fan the face, so that the body is cooler, the puppy spit, as if it can remove the heat as if, the leaves but a moment on the ample sunshine. People want a shower of rain because it cools them down. But when the rain came, people ran inside, afraid they would get wet. "The rain came down, thin and long like silver needles, full and rich like sweat, and soft like goose feathers. The trees were blurred and unreadable in the rain, the fragrance of the flowers grew stronger, and the birds twittered in the bushes. Rain dripped on the roof, on the grass, and on the branches of the trees.
The rain stopped and the children came out. A rainbow appeared in the sky, and that rainbow was willing to come out today. The children jumped and jumped in the rain pond, and "pop" splashed the rain water in the pond. We were running around in the grass, the boys catching uglies, the girls practicing dancing, taking a breath and realizing how fresh the air was and how good it smelled!
Autumn rain is also unknowingly slowly came to our side, "pop" can be really loud ah! How good it is! Because it can moisturize the land, flowers, grass, trees, fruits and melons ...... land more moisturizing, flowers more lush and fresh, full of fragrance, grass more moist, trees more lush, fruits and melons are ripe.
I like the summer and fall harvest rain!
Teacher's comments: summer and fall rain is so lively in your writing, good! The language is beautiful and the sentences are smooth, great!
Teacher's comment: Summer and fall rains are so lively in your writing.