Whether in school or in society, we always inevitably have to contact or use the composition, right? Composition is a way of recounting the relevant knowledge, experience and ideas stored in people's memories and expressed in written form. So how is the general composition written? The following is my essay on spring for you to organize, for your reference and reference, I hope it can help the friends in need.
Essay on Spring 1The grass naughtily emerged from the soil, smiling happily; the small flowers quietly put on colorful clothes, pleasantly displaying the body; the small trees proudly drew out green shoots, joyfully dancing ...... ah, spring is here!
Winter's icy, snowy, Ling Yeol piercing bones slowly molted, replaced by spring flowers, willows and green, vibrant. Spring like a small child in the world jumping, jumping. Ground in his small footprints in the green, the sky in his laughter in the blue.
"Good rain knows the time, when spring is happening." The rain drifted in, washing away the dirt and feeding new life. The grass, the flowers, the trees, all greedily sucked the manna. Soon, the rain stopped, the world is much wider, the fresh earthy breath came, let a person's heart and soul ......
The spring breeze hurriedly blew away the cold, gently and quietly sent warmth, hope. Swallows fly to the branches, fish jump to the river bank, all kinds of grass waving their little hands, you a sentence, I a sentence, suddenly lively. Everyone talked and laughed, passing on the joy of spring to each other. In the face of this scene, people come out of their nests, soothe the muscles and bones, shaking the spirit. Bathed in the spring breeze, the smile on everyone's face stretch open.
As "a few grass warblers scrambling ambiguous tree, who new geese pecking spring mud. The flowers are gradually fascinating eyes, shallow grass can not horse hooves." General. At this time, in the woods, outside the farmhouse, fields, heaven and earth are overflowing with the spirit of spring. It flows, slowly flowing into people's hearts. The heart inside and outside are all a piece of spring light!
A beautiful spring scene, her beauty regretted everyone, people praise. But "the flowers are flowing and the spring is gone." Spring is hard to stay, time is easy to pass. But the spirit of youth, will in the spring color, enterprising on the spring, when long resided in the aspiring and struggling people years and years. Shouldn't we be in this great springtime, struggling hard, across to a better future?
essay on spring 2Spring, flowers, willow green, grass grows and warblers fly, the scenery is new and beautiful.
Spring Rain
The spring rain came down in a hazy way, and the sound of rain came into my ears. Look, that a skyscraper, as if wearing a veil, a burst of lift, a burst of closure, looks very charming. Look, that piece of field seems to be a few big and white silk cloth. A moment is the field, a moment is the silk cloth, if hidden, looks particularly lovely. After the rain, everything is clear and bright, the scenery of nature has become how beautiful ah!
Spring wind
A burst of spring wind blowing on the face, how soft, how comfortable ah!
Spring breeze
A burst of spring wind blowing on the sea, surging layers of waves; a burst of spring wind blowing on the flowers and grasses, exuding a refreshing fragrance; a burst of spring wind blowing in the campus bell, that
the kind of bells is how cheerful; a burst of spring wind blowing to every corner of the world, so that the world is full of fragrance ... ...Spring breeze, I thank you for filling our world with fragrance!
Spring flowers - spring grass
If seasons have colors, then spring should be green. Don't believe me? Look, the buds quietly emerge from the willow branches. The grass peeks out of the dirt and quietly watches the spring world. The grass stood up to the flowers, twisted its body, and looked at the flowers proudly, as if to say, "Look, how great I am!" Small flowers are not willing to show weakness, do their best to stretch the petals, with the wind girl dancing beautifully. The bees and butterflies came to see such a lively place. The butterflies danced with the flowers, the flowers danced with the wind, and the butterflies danced in the air. The grass was mesmerized. But the bees were not idle, it was busy picking nectar, ready to brew sweet honey, as if preparing gifts to go to the feast!
I want to take advantage of this beautiful spring, beautiful spring scenery to study!
Essay 3 on SpringSpring, what a warm, poetic word, she is y engraved in my heart. In ancient and modern times, there are many famous poets in the "spring" as the theme, wrote a piece, a beautiful and beautiful poem, so that people are more and more favorite "spring" season, more and more confused, to study, explore her.
The spring girl began to open the footsteps quietly drilled into our hearts, light to the world. After a spring thunder, the spring rain will rain down, the spring girl came under their leadership. Look, the spring rain first drenched everything, and then let the spring girl touched every place, and everything to say hello, let everything wake up. Listen, the sound of rain is gone, everywhere is the sound of happy laughter, oh, the original is the revival of all things!
Grass opened the tender green buds, and then waved to the people, reported: "I grew up, live, these are brought by the spring girl, I'm so happy!" The flowers were blown by the spring wind, and their slender waist branches twisted and danced in the wind, as if they were performing a dance show, which was marvelous; the big trees stood on the land, and their branches and trunks were full of bright green leaves, which made a sound of "rustling" in the breeze, sounding crisp and clear; the mountains were a piece of green, a piece of red, and that kind of beautiful scenery made people happy.
Essay on Spring 4Spring, the weather turns warm, everything is recovering; spring, plowing and sowing, full of hope; spring, full of vitality, is the beginning of the year, is the most beautiful season. Why is this color so bright? Oh, the original is a beautiful little kite, it flies so high ah!
Look, the peach blossom child on the tree over there to be the first to open, as if cracking open their mouths to smile at you. Next to her, the willow tree is combing its long soft hair. Which willows seem to become gentle nymphs, dancing in the spring breeze, and like an arm, to the opposite bank of the companion to reach out, want to hold hands with them.
Suddenly, I do not know where to fly out of a small bird, breaking this quiet picture. It flew across the fields and swept across the lake. Occasionally, it dipped its tail on the lake surface, and the lake water, like hearing the message of the arrival of spring, got excited and rippled happily. Crop seedlings in the field opened their eyes, stretched out, in the wind with the help of Granny twisted the young waist to do morning exercises.
At this time, the farmers uncle drove tractors, tricycles to the field, the field suddenly lively, toot motor sound, people's laughter, sang a cheerful song of spring.
You see, spring is so beautiful! Birds, flowers, willows, lakes welcome her, and the young crops accompany her.
Spring, fairyland spring, so enchanting.
Essay on Spring 5The sun fills the earth and warms my heart. Therefore, walking in the campus, watching everything usher in spring, the soft willow swaying with the wind, showing its charm, welcome the birds, singing in the branches. The running water on the rockery falls down, forming a small waterfall, which is shot into the river pond, sweeping through the microwave circle, and then slowly dispersing and disappearing.
In the garden, a green grass is growing. If there is a breeze, the grass will tremble slightly. Then the grass will slowly spread to the other side and will now be marked by a blue wave.
The camellias on the tea tree are also in bloom, and the long-hidden passion finally explodes at this moment. The red petals show how happy the flower is at this moment. It beckons to us, nods to us, and shows us its colorful charm.
Lift up your head and look up at the sky, it is so blue without any spots. On this day, I saw the bluest piece of it, even the white clouds. Under such a beautiful blue sky is a campus with bright spring colors, a campus that I love, how much I love it.
I live on this campus, this is where I live and grow. I will walk through three years of hardship in its embrace.
Look at the clock in front of the school building, slowly turning. Another spring has come, and I am happy that this year, my spring belongs to this campus, which gives me rain to moisturize my thirsty heart, which gives me blue sky to let me fly higher, and which gives me light to walk at night.
At this point in the spring, three years after the fall, the flowers at this time, the fruit at that time, the key lies in three years, three years, we need to water with the heart, with the heart to take care of, with the heart of the plowing, with the wind and rain to sharpen.
The breeze blew, blowing ten thousand willows, stirring up thousands of ripples. The breeze is blowing, blowing red flowers, blowing grass. The breeze is blowing, it is a good time for sowing and plowing.
Essay on Spring 6Spring comes quietly, driving away the harsh winter's bone-chilling cold and bringing the unique warmth of spring. On the red flowers, green leaves, everywhere is the footprints of the spring girl.
Spring, hidden in the willow tree buds. A willow tree, the other day or a coffee-colored slender willow branches, now even a little green! Closer to see, a few pieces of tender green willow buds, is facing the wind timidly shaking.
Spring, hidden in the budding magnolia. A few magnolias, early flowering, this time the bloom is in full bloom. A few naughty children, holding the magnolia high trunk, gently shake, the sky will be a burst of beautiful fragrant rain. The children carefully put the petals of the magnolia in their books. The sound of reading aloud blended with the light fragrance of magnolia. Spring creates this beautiful scene.
Spring, hidden in the children's cheerful laughter. "Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites." As the old poem says, spring is a good time to fly kites, children with colorful kites, running in the square, jumping, screaming, laughing ...... an "eagle", "butterfly "Soaring in the sky. Ear, the children's beautiful laughter and cheerful scene, straight to the bottom of the human heart, people also can not help but hook up the corners of the mouth, gently laugh out loud.
Willow caressing my cheeks, the smell of magnolia with the gentle wind, if anything, around me, reflected in the eyes is a kite, drilling into the ears of the children's joyful laughter, spring, right next to us.
Essay on Spring 7Looking forward, looking forward, spring is coming, the footsteps of spring are close.
"Jasper is made up of a tree high, ten thousand hanging down the green silk tapestry. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves, February spring wind like scissors." As He Zhizhang eyes spring, is so vibrant. With excitement, I went to look for the ideal spring.
Stepping in the spring light, facing the spring wind, I came to the boundless lawn. Carefully observe the lawn, I found not only the green grass to come out to join in the fun, in fact, in the gap between the grass, sandwiched between thousands of wildflowers, they are like a group of shy little girl, hiding in the inside of the makeup, chatting, I do not know in the muttering of what. If it rains, these small wildflowers will never play hide and seek, surely will "whoosh whoosh whoosh" upward, by then, they will be from a shy little girl into a quite a young girl!
I left the lawn and came to the lush woods. The original bare trees are pumping out a lot of tender green buds, seemingly a faction of life. Don't look at this is the woods, there are a lot of flowers here, there are half-open and half-closed tulips, there are dancing peach sister, there are elegant and dignified sister white cherry, and just woke up dandelion, ready to start a new journey.
Into the bamboo forest, a piece of bamboo shoots into my eyes, in the proudly standing bamboo, a strain of broken out of the ground, ten fingers pointed bamboo shoots, is like a soldier on guard. This scene, let me understand a truth: people can not have pride, but not without pride. The three friends of the year - pine, bamboo and plum - are such.
"Where is spring, where is spring?" I really want to renew this song: "Spring is here, spring is here, spring is on our side."
Indeed, spring is all around us, only you do not realize it. I can not help but sigh: "Spring, you are really everywhere ah!"
Essay on Spring 8"Far up the cold mountain stone path slanting, deep in the white clouds there are people, stop the car to sit in love with the maple forest evening, frost leaves red than February flowers." This is the famous poet Wang Wei's poem, which is heralding the arrival of spring to us.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, my favorite season is spring. Spring is not cold, not hot, the temperature is suitable, and you can feast your eyes on the world's beautiful flowers: azalea, yew, osmanthus, spring, cherry blossoms
Mr. Xiao took us to the cherry blossom garden, countless cherry blossom nymphs came into my eyes, and they came together in twos and threes to "speak", talking non-stop. Some are already in full bloom, some are still only a small flower bones. These little fairies can be naughty, hand wave, inviting the wind sister, clattering a blow, a moment, a beautiful rain of cherry blossoms! We were that cherry blossom that heavenly fairy-like gesture to be charmed, have drunk in this charming cherry blossom rain.
With the cherry blossom color is not distinguishable, can be compared to the beauty when the number of camellia female king. Because the whole day to eat and drink, by the maids kept fat, like a large ruby. Camellia's flowering period has passed, the ground are covered with a layer of faded petals flower carpet. This carpet is priceless in my eyes.
The fragrance of cinnamon in the flower kingdom can be considered the most fragrant, but it is a pity that she has not blossomed, or she must be the most fragrant a princess. Her green "skirt" has many layers, the wind blowing, a spin, will send a burst of evocative flavor, well, if you have been around her, then you will certainly become fragrant.
When we walk in the curved stone path, see the surrounding sky-high trees, look at the foot of the green grass and wildflowers, and the giraffe in the "food", everything is so beautiful, the distant vaguely came from the bridge under the music of the Square Dance, sitting in this birds and flowers on earth paradise, I guarantee that: you can live to ninety nine!
Essay on Spring 9Grandpa Winter quietly left from us, the spring girl came to earth, it gave us the most truly valuable things.
Grass from the ground to poke out the sharp little head, tender, green, garden, field, look to a large, a large full. In the garden, pick trees, apricot trees, pear trees. You do not let me, I do not let you, are full of flowers to catch up, red like fire, pink like Xia, white like snow. Flowers emit flavor, fragrant. Close your eyes, the tree seems to be full of peaches, apricots, pears.
Rapeseed flowers so quickly as if the appointment, overnight work all yellow. Regardless of high, short, strong, thin, all tenacious display of their own life in that part of the original color. Their yellow is not like the early spring willow kind of tender yellow, not like chrysanthemum, sunflower kind of old yellow. That is a kind of youthful yellow, yellow bright quiet, yellow sound, yellow show simple. Seeing the flower people intoxicated, as if they feel that they have become a strain of youthful vigor of rapeseed flowers.
The spring river is crystal clear, like an open mirror. Red dragonflies do not know when they received the invitation of spring, came here to join in the fun. Small fish swim freely in the water, guests come it will jump out of the water, as if to welcome their arrival.
What a beautiful spring, I love you.
The spring girl is the "boss" of the four seasons of the year, and when she comes, everything wakes up, and everywhere is vibrant and lively.
The spring flowers by the river are the first to meet the spring girl. Look, how beautiful they bloom!
Cinderella came to the peach grove, it danced in the "peach rain". Then, Cinderella quietly came to the grass, woke up the grass and flowers. Grass put on a tender green coat, small flowers also put on colorful clothes, yellow, red, purple ...... really colorful.
The spring girl sat in a bamboo boat down the river to the forest. Forest animals from the home poked their heads out, and the spring girl enthusiastically beckoned, one by one, all ran out to play with the spring girl. Larks for the spring girl to offer their best most cheerful song; brook off the thick "big cotton coat", ding dong dong to the mountain flow; a group of bees in the flowers buzzing picking sweet honey; a butterfly flying all over the sky, showing a graceful dance. What a charming world!
The spring girl followed the butterfly dance, unknowingly came to the field. People in the field hard plowing, as if the spring girl read people's minds. So called the sister of spring rain, dripping spring rain. The crops absorbed enough sunshine and rain. Listen, rustling ...... they are growing and growing fast. People have smiles on their faces.
A year's plan lies in spring, spring is the most beautiful season, everything in the world will wake up. I will also cherish this wonderful time.
Essay 11 on SpringIf someone asks me which season is my favorite, I will answer without hesitation, "Spring, it is the most beautiful in my heart!"
The spring girl took a light step and quietly came to earth. She waved her magic wand, and the earth came back to life. Mother earth opened her big and beautiful watery eyes; flowers bloomed smile, grass poked out the green head, the little frog also opened the eyes of the hazy sleep, croaking on the lawn singing, seemingly extra lively, lovely.
I came to the peach blossom garden, there is simply a sea of pink flowers. Into the peach garden, into the eyes of a small peach tree is not tall and not big. Some of the peach blossoms on the tree bloomed, tender yellow pistil and stamen lined with five tender pink petals, petals with some crystal clear small dewdrops, lovely! Some of them are still small buds, one end pointed and the other rounded, like a drop of rain, and like a small pink bead. The warm spring breeze was blowing on my face, making me feel soft and cozy. With the breeze, a piece of pink petals have drifted down ...... Suddenly, a continuous spring rain, rain and petals intertwined together, that is, petal rain ah! After a while, the rain stopped, the petal rain is slowly less, look at the ground, has been paved into a fragrant and soft flowers carpet, beautiful!
Spring is so beautiful, if I am a painter, I want to use the most beautiful colors to paint it, if I am a musician, I want to use the most melodious notes to praise it, if I am ...... spring is so beautiful, the beauty is simply like a dream, such as fantasy, such as poetry, such as a painting!
Essay on Spring 12Spring, accompanied by crystal clear streams, cool spring winds, lovely little swallows, quietly and silently came to this beautiful world.
Look! The grass on the road has stretched out the green head, next to the willow tree draws out the tender green branches, the spring girl is giving the willow girl combing her hair! There is also a tall poplar tree, like a group of sentry soldiers guarding there, but also like a responsible traffic police, seriously do their own work. The birds on the trees chirped and chirped, as if to give people a hello! The brook next to it was flowing, as if singing a beautiful music! The frogs in the holes by the creek also opened their sleepy eyes, as if they had done a good job for the people to get rid of the little helper!
Then look at the field, a wheat tax support straight waist, is ready to absorb the sun and rain!
And then look across the orchard, the first thing that comes to mind is a rising mountain peaks, peaks in the middle of a small door, enter is the paradise of the orchard forest. You see, the pink ` peach blossom a piece, there are budding peach blossom, there are still flower bones of the peach blossom, as the saying goes; March peach blossom red round. It is really true to its name! You see the beautiful peach trees, one next to another, as if in a whisper! You then bend down and gently ask, a fragrant odor will spread throughout your body, let you feel the heart mine God, refreshing taste! Further ahead is a dense forest of plum trees, the leaves of that piece of plum tree a cluster piled on top of another cluster, leaving no gap, the bright green color brightly shines on us, seems to have entered a continuous scroll!
essay on spring 13In spring, the earth from the winter cold awakened and resurrected, was cut by the people of the old grass and trees, and thrive to pull out the shoots. Without artificial cultivation, they are in the wind and rain watering and sunshine under the support, growth. At this time, the field is a sea of green, lined with red, white, yellow, purple ...... all kinds of wild flowers, a moist breeze blew that rich pollen grass smell, only to the human heart drill. No matter who, will put the mouth wide open, deep breath, like a pain in the manna like feel refreshing intoxication.
Grass, dew onion heart like shoots also cracked open the mouth of tender green. The towering cottonwood tree, is like a little red among the green bushes, bloomed a bright vermilion general large red flowers. Fat turtledoves chirped in the high trees, and tiny canaries danced and sang among the flowers. Spring water back to the ring, spring air filled, spring tree buds, spring flowers, birds are light to praise the charming spring scenery ...... kapok when the warmth of the symbol of spring, the symbol of spring, bloomed early, early warmth, spring also came early.
Spring this is the recovery of all things in the spring season, peach burning, willow, mountain wipe, water rippling green, the earth presents a vibrant scene.
The light wind blowing slightly, such as hair of the rain from the sky sprinkled down, like millions of soft willow, are stretching their dress; red, yellow, white flowers, green grass, green leaves, are into the gathering like a gathering.
The spring is showing all its bright scenery, all kinds of flowers and trees, the fragrance of the nose. There, a swarm of bees fluttering, pollen air also with the wings of the bees gently fluttering, flying.
Spring is beautiful, the wind is very soft, the air is very fresh, the sun is very warm; the park is like a sea of green, groups of people bathed in the spring breeze.
Essay on Spring 14In March, the earth is recovering, birds and flowers. After the baptism of the harsh winter, everything gradually recovered, spring like a doll just landed, laughing, making noise, stumbling to us. Small animals woke up from hibernation, birds opened their wings and flew everywhere, fish in a happy swim, everything is alive again, everything is back to the former vibrant scene ......
I can not help but think of a poem of the ancients: "Jasper makeup a tree high, ten thousand hanging down the green silk tapestry. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves? February spring wind like scissors." Willow tree that long hair, in the spring breeze, suddenly smooth, suddenly messy; grass that tender body, by the spring breeze tickle bent waist. The shimmering surface of the lake, is the spring breeze running left footsteps, is the most clear I saw the appearance of the spring breeze.
Sniff a mouthful of scattered fragrance, refreshing; listen to a section of the whirring wind, the aftermath of the ear; taste a mouthful of dew in the wind, sweet and refreshing; caress the next ......
"A year in the spring"=", nice, not as lazy as winter, not to mention as warm as summer. She is warm, fresh, energetic, and one of the most valuable of the four seasons. Diligent people, in this season to sow the seeds of hope, the earth selflessly nourish them, they also live up to expectations, bloom gorgeous flowers, bear heavy fruit. This is the gift of nature, but also the return of the hard-working people.
We should also be in the spring of life, with their own efforts, plowing their own future, and enjoy the sweat to water the ideal. The rumbling of thunder is to encourage us, such as silk spring rain is the baptism of the soul, in the most beautiful season budding!
Essay on Spring 15After a winter of wind and snow, Uncle Winter is tired, and it's leaving. No, the winter uncle heel just
stepped out, the spring girl front toes crossed in.
Cinderella took out a bag of seeds containing all kinds of flowers and plants. The spring girl took all the seeds and threw them into the arms of the mother earth, who held them tightly so that they would grow up as soon as possible. The first to grow is the spring flowers, its tender yellow petals, add a color to the spring, a kind of golden color, suddenly, the earth will appear a warm smell, a kind of spring unique warm smell.
Then, the spring girl threw some vitality to the willow tree, the willow tree immediately defiantly grow green, tender leaves, for the spring and add a color, a vibrant color, immediately, the earth appeared a kind of freshness, a kind of spring unique freshness. ......
The spring girl and took out her own color stick, waved and flew to the river, to the river, with the color stick gently a little, in an instant, the river began to flow, it laughed, tumbling, a moment to slap the bank of the stone, a moment to scratch the tail of the small fish, fast and happy, as if to say: "Spring is great! Spring is great!"
Miss Spring and flew into the air to the little swallows reported a letter, let them speed up to come. Swallows heard the sound, fast horse whip rushed back. They flew up and down in the air, passing on the message of spring. In an instant, the whole earth knew that spring had come.
A swallow flew to the peach tree and told it, "Spring is coming." The peach tree immediately smiled and opened its face, and laughed the buds out. A swallow landed beside the orchid and told the orchid, "Spring is coming, you should wake up." The orchid stretched and bloomed.
The children came out and made the moment even more beautiful.
Ah!
Spring, beautiful spring.