My hometown, is a good place by the mountains and water.
In the morning, the sun, like a shy little girl, quietly rose above the treetops, emitting a soft red light, reflected around a red, only to hear the subtle sound of running water. Gradually, the red light slowly through the orange-red, and then golden yellow. At this time, the sun on the treetops ran to the hills in the blink of an eye, and the brook unveiled its mysterious veil, revealing its beauty in all its splendor. The sunlight gently caresses the brook, the brook flows tirelessly, occasionally encountering a large stone, a stream of water will be separated. The creek is like a mirror, through which you can see a piece of rough, sharp-edged stones under the water, sometimes encountering a little larger water flow, the stone rolled over, revealing a large area of slippery moss. Coincidentally splash a little splash, a grain of crystal clear water droplets smashed into the stream, it is surrounded by a layer of microwaves, slowly spreading, more and more faint, and finally no trace of the last, the stream as usual, singing and flowing forward.
And the mountain, from a distance, is a rolling silhouette gently covered with a layer of hazy, indistinct fog. Come to the foot of the mountain, look up, a thick green. From time to time there is a breeze blowing through the tree crowns swinging to and fro, issued by the "rustle" sound, this is not a big tree blowing the moving music? Green sometimes with a little light other bright colors, is the beautiful flowers, as a green cloth decorated with a variety of colors. Moving up the mountain, stepping on the muddy mountain path, the roadside is a green with yellow weeds. "Kirikiri" the sky suddenly swept over a dense black spots, accompanied by this noisy bird calls, to the ground pouncing. Oh, it was a group of sparrows. Some of them landed lightly on the branches, high cry, some fell to the vegetable field, spread wings, stretch legs, satisfied with shaking his head, some may not have enough fun, still flying in mid-air. The trees on the hill, but also graceful, some straighten their backs, like a guard, some bent over, like a hunchback grandfather.
Suddenly, heard the faint sound of water, only to see a thin, small stream, as if a waterfall, pouring down, like an upside-down loom, a steady stream of weaving cloth, in the midday sunlight flooded with golden light, like a layer of gold, it's a beautiful picture!
2. Imitation of a scenic place essay 500 wordsIn the spring, look, everything in the South Lake Square was awakened by the spring girl. She blew wrinkled the lake, licked the lake green, swung a few boats on the lake, grass drilled out to visit, flowers bulging cracked petals, Bud Hill rose long.
In summer, the night falls, South Lake Square is crowded, lively. In the center of South Lake Square is a round fountain, which opens when summer comes. Two rows of slender water columns from the two opposing nozzles out, a moment like a ballet princess, a moment like a naughty child. The crystal clear water droplets refracted colorful light in the air, shining like a grain of crystal falling from the sky. There are several rows of diagonal water columns, they look from a distance, like a few "athletes" in the competition like high jump. Next to the "athlete" is obviously sprayed too low, jump height is not as high as other "athletes", but it looks as if full of confidence, must catch up with others like. Now the bottom of the lake colorful lights are flashing, coupled with the neon lights around the mapping, the lake appears to be sparkling. Under the light, the stars make the stone forest look like diamonds shining, like a craft carved out of crystal agate, peculiar and seem colorful.
The fall and winter scenery is even more beautiful!
3. First, write a more beautiful scenery composition, and then imitation of this composition imitation of aMy hometown is in Ankang, which is beautiful all year round.
In the spring, everything recovers. Willow tree spit out tender green branches, apricot blossoms show red cheeks, spring flowers with young leaves and yellow flowers tied out countless pigtails, pear wearing snow-white clothes stand in the branches with a smile.
A gust of wind blew, the flowers danced. After a spring rain, everything absorbed enough water, became more delicate.
Summer is full of life. The trees grow lush and green, the green grass becomes deep and dense, and the lotus flowers in the pond are like a big turquoise disk.
Lotus in the big disk emerged, some unfolded half of the petals, some of the petals are happy to reveal the small lotus, and some are still flower bones, as if sleeping in swaddling clothes of the little doll. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
The mountains, persimmons, apples, pears are ripe, like a colorful lantern hanging on the branches. In the field, the fragrance of grains, corn cracked mouth, rice smile bent waist.
And look at the little animals, the little squirrel is storing food, the little frog is digging a hole, they are preparing for winter. The winter is full of memories.
The winter in my hometown sometimes snow, snowflakes fluttering in the sky, the dance is so light, the heart is so pure. Children in groups of three or five, some playing snowball fights, some pile of snowman, mouth spitting fog, face with a smile, fast enough to forget the cold.
On weekends, if the weather is good, people will come to the lawn of the sports park one after another, looking at the far-reaching blue sky, basking in the intoxicating warmth of the sun, it is simply a kind of unspeakable enjoyment. This is the scene of my hometown in four seasons.
I love Ankang, I love my hometown.
4. Landscape description imitationCutting and cutting, but also messy, is the separation of sadness, but also a taste in the heart"
I do not want to step on the green stone plate singing, because the pitted surface, as my heart lost confidence, full of devastation.
This time the monthly examination failed, after getting the results, I walked alone in the deserted street, the birds on the trees on both sides of the chirping made me feel very annoyed, but listen carefully, these birds like my confidant general, seems to understand my sadness, accompanied me to cry. ()
The shoulder strap of the schoolbag strangled two thin traces on the shoulder, very painful and heavy. Looking at the drooping sunset orange-colored near at hand, like to melt like to drip tears. You are crying for me?
At the end of the night, everything is all in the sleep, I sat alone at the window, looking at the bright moonlight, not the least lack of a little haggard, but also evoked my heavy sadness, but the arrival of a downpour, seems to be to wash away my sadness.
5. About 600 words about the scenery of the composition must be imitation of the Guilin landscape in the second book of the fourth gradeSpringtime in Mount Huangshan "Outside the mountain spring returns to a hundred flowers appendage, the mountain in the April spring at the beginning of the first degree ." The average temperature in April at Huangshan Mountain is 10℃, 5.6℃ higher than in March. At this time, the foothills have been grassy, wildflowers colorful people, seedlings thrive, peach blossom fall, but the mountainside but the grass is still short, the azalea began to Hua, peach blossom first bloom. About a week or so, the Peach Blossom Peak meandering ten miles of peach forest, before the branches offer beautiful, a pink. At that time, just as the poet Wang Yin recited during his spring trip to the peak: "The river wind blows the first suit, just when the peach blossom, the flowers bloom 100,000 trees, the peak looks like Jiangxia Phi." It was a beautiful spring day, which helped people to travel. At that time, Huangshan mountain peaks, the climate is still cold, spring is late, the grass only buds, flowers only contain stamens. But the breath of spring has already come to the tourists. Huangshan spring light is characterized by charming and attractive. The whole body is covered with green, verdant; ten thousand flowers bloom, delicate and incomparable; hundreds of birds sing happily, pleasing to the ear. In spring, on both sides of the highway to Mount Huangshan, fields full of golden rapeseed flowers, mountains on the point of the mountain red, so that tourists have not yet arrived in Mount Huangshan, has been intoxicated by the beauty of this nature. Spring is one of the best seasons to visit Huangshan. Summer in Huangshan In the summer of Huangshan, there are invisible waterfalls, countless springs, especially after heavy rainfall, Huangshan has become a world of water, water for the Huangshan Mountain composed a piece of exciting music. Summer sea of clouds is not as calm as the fall and winter sea of clouds, thick, but there is also some dashing, beautiful. In the movement of clouds and mist, sometimes you can also see a gorgeous rainbow, such as a seven-color bridge, set up between the two peaks. Sunset is not inferior to the sunrise, the red evening sun for the summer of Huangshan Mountain covered with a layer of brilliant twilight, intoxicated. Summer of Mount Huangshan, is a picture of green paintings, is a cup of cool sweet juice, but also a song of ups and downs, melodious music. The end of the Yuan and early Qing Dynasty Shexian Bao Shen has "Xiangfu Temple summer" poem cloud ":" Sen Sen ancient trees covered with moss shade, look around the mountains a path deep. June promenade do not know summer, flying springs all day ringing tide sound." Autumn on Mount Huangshan Autumn on Mount Huangshan has a variety of scenic beauty. Autumn high and clear, white clouds blue Han, Dan maple like fire, grass deep fruit yellow. Ming Sheman, had been authorized to supervise the imperial inspector, Henan governor of Ling Tong, do record travel poem has a line: "more fall capacity can not write, white clouds Bihan reflecting maple." Ming Dynasty traveler Xu Xiake also appreciated the autumn scenery of Mount Huangshan: "Maple forests are interspersed with each other, colorful, brilliant as a picture embroidery." Huangshan's autumn, but also because the forest lush color fresh, birds and flowers, angry and full of life. It is the "spring in the fall". The Ming dynasty university scholar Xu Guo (Shexian people, today's Shexian County, the remains of Xu Guo stone workshop) was once a young man studying in Huangshan Xiangfu Temple, he made the "Autumn Huangshan excursion" poem: "Autumn fall in the autumn wind, walking and chanting to spare. Hibiscus interrupts the water, moss creeps up the wall. The yellow flowers of wine are near, and the blue sky of heaven is far away. The floating hill is like a waiting place, I raise my hand to beckon you". The poem writes about Huangshan Mountain in autumn as if all the flowers are competing with each other and the peaks and waters are in contrast, comparable to the spring colors, which makes the common feeling of sadness of autumn to be swept away. Huangshan winter Huangshan freezing fog, more beautiful than anywhere else, more strange, more absolute. Worthy of the world's best in the best scenery. If you travel in winter, perhaps one morning to push the window to look out, will suddenly find that the scenery outside the window has been completely different, into a silver world. The peaks are like icebergs and the trees are like coral, which makes you wonder if it's "a sudden spring breeze that makes thousands of pear blossoms blossom". No, this is the rare freezing fog! Bring your walking stick, out of the house hiking, look around, only to see the peaks of the wrong line, pine forests stacked, a silver. Mount Huangshan changed the face of the previous green and verdant, everywhere a white, heaven and earth a color. From top to bottom, a grass, a tree, a branch and a leaf are cohesive white flawless crystals, such as Phi silver stacks, like hanging beads string, mountain winds, crystal dazzling, such as entering the glazed world, like to the fairy mountain Qiongge, so you can not see, and as into a fairy tale-like dream world.
6. Write a beautiful compositionMy small yard (a) My small yard is like a small botanical garden.
Spring, with light footsteps came, my family's small yard is full of a school of vitality. There are eight lush bamboo plants along the east wall of the small yard.
The bamboos are standing up, pointing to the blue sky, and silently trying to grow upwards. The wind, lightly blowing the bamboo, bamboo leaves slightly trembling, issued a "rustle" sound, as if in the music.
Next to the bamboo is a tall palm tree, brown, shaking open long and wide green arms, stretching out in all directions. How it looks like a steel warrior in armor, head held high! The palm tree's leaves are like banana fans! Each leaf seems to be full of life.
The south wall of the courtyard, climbed with green dense layers of plants, looks like a green "wall", "wall" is full of small and white honeysuckle, emitting a light fragrance, very beautiful. I heard that honeysuckle can be used to make tea, cure itching, reduce swelling, detoxification, etc., the role of a very big oh! Under the north wall of the small courtyard, there is a row of green chili peppers.
A small white flower is blooming! A small pepper thin, long, red, hanging full of branches, quite a favorite.
The pomegranate tree next to the pool is full of flowers, branches and leaves, the flowers on the tree, like fire, like clouds, like Xia ...... beautiful! The most attractive part of the yard is the balcony with a variety of flowers. Beauty flower bloomed its pink smile.
Moonflower, you do not let me, I do not let you, competing to open, open is so bright, so lively, so inviting eye. The triangular branch of the trillium show petals, the wind lightly swaying.
As if the red butterflies dancing on the branches of the general ...... is really colorful, colorful, fragrant, refreshing, refreshing and delightful. The crystal clear dew beads are also not willing to show weakness, in the petals of the naughty jumping, rolling, really let you can not afford to startle it, wipe it.
My small yard, how like a beautiful picture of spring, how poetic ah! It is so mesmerizing! I love the grass and trees in my small yard, I also love my small yard. Do you love my yard? My small yard (two) behind my house, there is a four seasons like spring small courtyard.
I remember when I was a child, I often played there. When spring came, the small courtyard was full of all kinds of flowers, and from a distance, a vibrant scene.
Colorful flowers compete, like a special beauty contest, moonflower, peach blossom, spring flowers, the bland small courtyard decorated with colorful. The green leaves set off the beautiful flowers, as if the doll meekly snuggled in the mother's arms.
Colorful butterflies also rushed to play hide-and-seek. Quietly, spring is slowly passing, and summer is gradually coming.
"Hot, hot!" Mockingbird can not help the temptation of summer sister called endlessly. But the small courtyard has become another scene.
Look! The lotus in the tank is in bloom; pomegranate flowers are tall and large body, pomegranate baby hanging high in the branches, seems to show off its red and large fruit, as if in the pride of saying: "Look at me how beautiful ah!" In the hot sunny days, the small yard becomes the best natural place to escape from the heat. When we are still immersed in the smell of summer, do we find that the harvest season of fall is close at hand? Autumn girl with a golden yellow, with light steps, came to the long-lost land.
She saw the small yard, to the osmanthus tree gently pointed, yo! The osmanthus flowers bloomed, the courtyard suddenly pleasant aroma, the fragrance of the miles. She also pointed to the chrysanthemum table, and the chrysanthemums also bloomed.
The maple tree is red and colorful, frosty leaves like flowers, as if the sky is full of sunshine, red, red, red, far away, really want to embrace this gorgeous late fall. The green leaves are dotted with yellow leaves, and the yellow leaves are lightly lined with red leaves.
All of this evokes people's infinite thoughts of autumn. Winter took a heavy step and put on a white wedding dress for the small yard.
Autumn to winter, the small courtyard is a silver world, the small courtyard is a vast universe, that the flowers withered, the leaves yellowed, but there are daffodils, waxberry pavilion. Snowflakes fluttered and came to them, white and gray.
The next day to sleep and wake up, a few rays of sunshine through the gauze window, hard to shine in, light and gentle to melt the snow, the trees are full of pear blossoms everywhere. In the midst of the snow and ice, the small yard waited for the new year, looking forward to the geese to return to its embrace again.
The small yard, you are the cradle of life, I grew up in your arms, my childhood because you are wonderful, full! Fourth, the best work to appreciate the sun went down in order to see the scene at sunset, after school, I asked my parents to take me to the highest pavilion in Jingshan to watch the sunset. At this time, the sun has sloped westward to the sky, convergence of the blinding light, just left a circle of golden soft halo around themselves.
That cloudless clear sky is light blue light blue, like the clean sea water, and now also gradually aggravated color, more and more blue, more and more thick, like the sea water in layer by layer to deepen. The peaks depicted in the sky, the mountains are verdant, in the sunset, coated with a layer of glittering gold, appearing extraordinarily magnificent.
I couldn't help but jump up and down, saying aloud, "It's beautiful! It's so beautiful!" Dad told me, "This is going to be sunset." We then looked to the west without looking away.
Sure enough, after a while, the sun reddened its round cheeks and spewed out its reddish rays to the sky, to the peaks, and to the earth. That evening sun kept expanding its range, and in a flash it enveloped everything, like spreading a magnificent tapestry.
And look at the sun after revealing its beautiful face, is proudly toward the back of the western mountains, only to leave the red light of the sky in the distant sky and peaks. Then it gave a quick jump and disappeared behind the mountains.
With that, twilight gradually spread over, so that the outline of the mountains blurred and disappeared. We still stared at the sky, did not speak to each other, after a long time, I gently spit out a breath, excitedly said: "beauty ah beauty -" voice-activated fountain in the courtyard of the community center, there is a "voice-activated fountain". Fountain".
As the name suggests, that is controlled by the sound of the fountain. This fountain, can spray ten groups of beautiful patterns, really a novel, strange building.
When I approached the fountain, the song "My Chinese Heart" came on the radio. The song, kind and moving, has a clear rhythm.
7. to "beautiful scenery" as the topic of writing an essaylife, constitute a corner of my eternal scenery is tea, music, cell phones, computers, soft light, a blue sky, white clouds, bridges and rivers of oil painting, and myself. After many dinners, will walk into this small world, or reading, or meditation, or listening to music, or knocking some trivial words, a kind of only can smell the flavor surrounded by the left and right, the day plain and quiet.
In fact, the scenery is not only water and mountains, but also a spirit. Such as the Three Gorges of the Goddess Peak, Huangshan Tendu Peak, Xinjiang Tianchi, Hainan's Luhuitou ...... every attraction regardless of its size has a legend. That towering peaks and rocks and deep pools of blue water is a ghostly work of art, but those who have a profound, wonderful and moving magical legend is the best display of the spiritual interpretation of the human mind. If there is no magical legend, the landscape will be how bleak! See the dynamic scenery not to send thoughts of people on life must be indifferent to the wooden.
The landscape will become magical due to the creation of people, who will become moisturized by the scenery of the potter and have content. And in the long years, even in the most downbeat journey or in the most remote and poor places, there will be one or two landscapes to decorate life, so that people can enjoy and talk to ***.
I remember when I went to the countryside in the years, life is hard, no TV, no entertainment, days are very dull. But outside the residence there is a row of poplar trees, luxuriant growth, straight into the clouds. In the lonely days, pay attention to the tree, the feeling is no less than to see the Huangshan Mountain pine, Xiaoxiang bamboo. In the spring to appreciate a touch of green on the tree, the spirit of a revitalization, ignite interest. In summer, sometimes standing in the shade of the tree, eyes along the tree to the heavens, cloudy days, heart chasing clouds, sunny days, the heart of the space, if you focus on the tree pointed to the side of the distant and close to the dome of the sky, the heart of the sorrows of the light release, will be born to vibrate the quill and fly willingness to fly. Then I will think: I do not live for a long time but I feel lonely, but what about the villagers who were born and grew up in the city? And then ***: this scenery city no, this mood from now on will not come back ...... all of a sudden, the chest, such as to go to the maozai, suddenly see the clear, the bottom of the heart also born a little cozy ......
Back then, every time I thought Ning Ning condensed stand under the tree, the old willow would be I'm not used to it," he said. I don't dare to admit it. He was a youth in Jinan, married his wife and had a son in the countryside, and was one of the few youths who had taken root in that place. The lonely life was created by him in two landscapes: enjoying the tenderness of his wife and caressing the tenderness of his son. The love, joy, sorrow and annoyance in his heart were all poured into one place, and the hardship of the day was not even realized. I have a lot of experience in this field, and I am very happy to see that I have been able to make the most of my time here.
I think of my father, he suffered from cerebral atrophy in his old age, five or six years can not walk on their own, every day my mother accompanied by my father, my father's ability to speak has declined, my mother every day to find the words to say to him, my mother, a lot of hard work, but in his eyes, her husband is the good scenery she can not be found again in his life, and my father? The mother is also accompanied by this precious scenery and spend the day, is not it?
The landscape is beautiful, but the landscape is not only green mountains, green water, animals, plants, but also storms, earthquakes, and foreign objects ...... landscape because of its richness and complexity of the colorful
8. Write a descriptive essay about the scenery need to imitate the winter scene of Jia PingwaThe West Lake has thousands of years of history, where the air is fresh, the environment is beautiful, and the scenery is pleasant. The environment is beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. Compared with the vast and boundless sea, although it is much smaller, it is much quieter than the sea.
When I was 5 years old, my mom and dad brought me to the mirror-like West Lake. We came to the north gate of the West Lake, look up and see the stone door engraved with a few dragon and phoenix "Hangzhou West Lake" four big words. Just walked into the door, a refreshing breath of air. The lake is crystal clear, there are many goldfish swimming around in the lake. The willow on the bank swayed its branches and lightly brushed the water. My mom and dad took me to the Broken Bridge, which is the place where Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen met in the Legend of the White Snake. Under the Broken Bridge, a large number of lotus flowers in full bloom, lotus flowers bloomed half of the West Lake, really "catch the sky lotus leaves infinite blue, reflecting the sun lotus flowers different red" ah!
We came to the Leifeng Pagoda, the past Leifeng Pagoda is built after hundreds of years of wind and rain, the old Leifeng Pagoda fell, people built a new brick Leifeng Pagoda. The tower has the base of the old tower and the upper floors are filled with Buddha statues and colored lanterns. Now it is very large, half of Tiananmen Square so big, up to 14 floors, is the largest tower in the West Lake.
After many years, I came to Hangzhou many times, and every time I would go around the West Lake, and then enjoy the beauty of the West Lake, I slowly fell in love with it ......