Golden Autumn (Scenic Essay) The autumn wind is like a magical paintbrush, and overnight, it dyed the blue ripples of the forest belt into a golden.
Climbing up the hill, looking down, in front of me is a golden color, if you look carefully, you will see the gold with a piece of red, a piece of green. Red like agate, green like emerald.
There is also the level of the pond under the mountain like a mirror, reflecting the beauty in front of us, extraordinarily good-looking. After the mountain, the original roadside watermelon stalls are gone, instead of them is fragrant and crispy big apple and that cracked the mouth, broken shells want to come out, red pomegranate, how much people love ah! As the saying goes, "An autumn rain is a cold, ten autumn rain to wear cotton."
The winds of autumn are cool. Look, the pedestrians on the road inadvertently has changed into a thick sweater, put on a jacket, some also put on a down jacket.
Crops, golden corn like a golden mallet as brushed a piece of even a piece of sorghum that red spike, like a shy little girl, red face lowered shy head, swaying in the breeze, soybeans swaying, rustling in the wind, the field like playing a chorus of nature. In the orchard, bright red persimmons like a small lantern, hanging high in the branches, the branches look like they are about to be broken, and the bunch of purple grapes, hanging with crystal dew, like crystal in the sunshine under the flash of colorful light.
I was infected by this golden autumn, intoxicated, ah! I love this harvest, golden fall. Golden autumn Time keeps flowing forward, the weather is gradually cooler, the noisy cicadas are blown away by the autumn, instead of it is the evening steps in the slate cracks in the cricket's sad song.
Ah! That lovely fall has finally come. Autumn, more than the spring is a thriving scene, flowers and trees in the spring is certainly beautiful, however, fruitful autumn color is through the joy of harvest; autumn, more than the summer has a colorful scene, dense summer leaves, although fascinating, but, the golden leaves full of autumn is more pleasant; autumn, more than the winter has a vibrant scene, the snow-covered winter is certainly lovely, however, the melons and fruits of the golden autumn is more rich and splendid. But the golden autumn of the melons and fruits is more rich in brilliant colors.
Autumn came to the woods, from a distance, the yellow leaves fall like a group of pairs of golden butterflies, they are tired of flying, fell to my shoulders, head, feet. My thoughts were taken from the green summer to the golden autumn.
I turned around, a peach leaf fell beside me, I bent down to pick up, hold in the hand, carefully examined, so special a piece of autumn leaves ah! It has not been in a hurry to completely retreat green, still exudes a strong aroma. Autumn came to the orchard, persimmons bent down and bowed to the pressure of the branch is about to break, lychee sister is too fat, broke the clothes, revealing a bulging, white belly.
Large apples hang all over the branches, showing a sweet smile, or shy, or bold. Autumn girl came to the farmland, corn can be happy, it deliberately changed a new golden coat, grinning, revealing a mouth full of golden teeth; tomatoes in order to make themselves more beautiful, they will put the lipstick on the face; potatoes may be too high in the excitement, it is the green mouth smile broken, revealing a yellow tongue.
Autumn came to the garden, it became a paradise for chrysanthemums. They may like the heavy gold color, and choose to bloom their beauty in the fall.
Chrysanthemums have many colors: yellow, pink, white.
The big flowers with curly petals look like a little girl with curly hair. Linger in the chrysanthemum garden or enjoy a pot of colorful chrysanthemums alone, slowly intoxicated by the fragrance.
Autumn, to the earth to bring a golden yellow, to the blue sky to send cotton-like clouds. Autumn wind, cool as water, with a hint of cold dyeing the world yellow.
I like this high season of autumn! I love the fall with its foliage and simple chrysanthemums. I love the unique, brilliant, golden autumn scenery.
Autumn, really a harvest season, the sound of lawnmowers, children's laughter, adults laughing and talking about these sounds blend together, composed of a "golden autumn" symphony Snowflakes Suddenly realized that the snowflakes are so beautiful, it is pure the whole world, pure in every corner of our hearts. The snowflakes are falling down from the air, gently and softly.
I strolled outside the house alone, quietly enjoying the rare snow scene to bring us happiness. It's really snowy! The snow god seems to be seeing off the departing winter, and teardrops keep flowing out of its eyes.
Countless snowflakes in the sky, floating with the wind, showing a variety of colors, colorful, like jewels, and like diamonds. When you look at it closely, you will see its white, pure white, wonderful white.
It is like silk, flying in the air to the fullest, to the fullest twisting of her beautiful hexagonal stance ...... Snow white snowflakes gently landed in the grass, as if to the earth put on a snow white dress. Snow under the grass to make a strong out of their young head, snow on the children to play, playful ...... snow-white color in front of my eyes, snow-white sound in my ears echo, snow-white taste in my nose lingering ...... as if everything is being Snow dyed color, as if the whole world Europe in the snow-white silence! Suddenly realized how beautiful snowflakes are, it purifies the whole world, purifies every corner of our hearts.
He was silent, gently fell to the ground, instantly turned into water droplets, moisturizing the dry land, moisturizing our hearts, so that the door of our hearts full of open, instantly and nature as one. The snowflakes falling from time to time in the air collision, melting into a wonderful, peculiar sound, flowing into the open door of my heart inside ...... the snow falling from time to time although so erratic, it is difficult to figure out, but he is really there.
The snow continues to fall, but at the moment, I feel that he is in the earth to sprinkle beautiful snowflakes. Perhaps my joy touched the snow god.
Gradually, she has stopped crying. The snow god seems to understand something - winter is over, will spring be far away? Beautiful Nature Nature is beautiful, isn't it? It's small and beautiful, and there's nothing strange under the sun, and it's all the work of nature.
Spring's beautiful innocence, the season of the year is the song of spring, that green, flowers even put a good season of vitality. Summer's sultry that seems to be as passionate as fire, that the sun shines, that bright symbol that does not.
2. Description of the grassland spring, summer, autumn and winter scenery essay three hundred wordsMy hometown in Xiaoyi City, where there are many scenic places, but the scenery of Shengxi Lake is unforgettable.
In the spring, the trees of Shengxi Lake grow tender green leaves, tender yellow spring flowers gently wave to us, pink peach blossoms smile at us, and the flowers of the willow tree hang all over the branches like ears of wheat, gently swaying in the breeze. The turquoise lake is sparkling in the sun.
In summer, the trees grow lush and green, and the grass is abundant. After dinner, people come to the lakeside of Shengxi Lake for a walk in groups, swinging their fans, and they chat while enjoying the night color, and a breeze blows past their faces, making them feel relaxed and happy.
In the fall, many leaves turned yellow and drifted down. Some flowers withered, but chrysanthemums are racing to open in the sun, yellow, white, purple ...... really colorful and beautiful.
A few gusts of wind blew, and the fallen leaves were rolled in the air, dancing lightly. In winter, everywhere freezing, but the vast Baiyun Lake is never frozen.
The broad surface of the lake is still sparkling, showing incomparable vigor and vitality. I love you, my beautiful hometown! The beautiful scenery of Shengxi Lake Forest Park, I love you more.
3. Description of the grassland spring, summer, autumn and winter scenery essay three hundred wordsMy hometown in Xiaoyi City, where there are many scenic places, but the scenery of Shengxi Lake is unforgettable.
In the spring, the trees of Shengxi Lake grow tender green leaves, tender yellow spring flowers gently beckon to us, pink peach blossoms smile at us, and the flowers of the willow tree hang all over the branches like ears of wheat, gently swaying in the breeze. The turquoise lake is sparkling in the sun.
In summer, the trees grow lush and green, and the grass is abundant. After dinner, people come to the lakeside of Shengxi Lake for a walk in groups, swinging their fans, and they chat while enjoying the night color, and a breeze blows past their faces, making them feel relaxed and happy.
In the fall, many leaves turned yellow and drifted down. Some flowers withered, but chrysanthemums are racing to open in the sun, yellow, white, purple ...... really colorful and beautiful. A few gusts of wind blew, the falling leaves were rolled in the air again, dancing lightly.
Winter, everywhere freezing, and the vast Baiyun Lake is never frozen. The wide lake surface is still sparkling, showing incomparable vigor and vitality.
Beautiful hometown, I love you! The scenic Shengxi Lake Forest Park, I love you even more!
4. Description of the winter scenery of the composition of 400 wordsThere are four seasons in a year, each season has a different view, and I like the winter snow when the magnificent scenery.
In winter, the snow people seem to come to a quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine, the snow of the ice, give people a kind of cool comfort.
Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, even my mind is purified, become pure and beautiful. Dusk snow, deep cut, as if there are a thousand emotions like, and like the sea general surge, able to drown everything, there is a hint of unveiling the hidden head and tail like *** feeling.
Snowflakes form thousands, crystal bright, like a warrior on the march, clad in silver armor, but also like a slice of white sails in the voyage ...... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, the world between the muddy, can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver to become. After the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agarwood, powdered jade, white color, really a school of snow in the year of the joyful scene.
I love the snow, I love the snow scene, I love winter. The winter is the wheel of the soul.
Winter, although very cold, but it has an incomparable warmth and hope.
5. Description of the grasslands of the composition 100 words, the four seasons have to have, online, etc.Grassland reverie camels and airplanes Leaving Hohhot, waiting for the plane at the airport, there is a hitch to look at the counter full of tourist souvenirs.
All of them are very grassland national characteristics of the things, especially leather products are more varied. But I finally chose a furry camel.
Waiting for a long way to bring back, my daughter is not particularly favorable, rubbed a few times, then cast aside. No wonder, the camel is not something he dreamed of, just by the shape of the strange and peculiar, a lifeless bag is difficult to produce "meaning" in his young mind.
On the other hand, my choice has a lot of "meaning" because the camel is almost the grassland I imagined in my childhood. So if I were to choose an object to commemorate my trip to the prairie, I would of course choose a camel.
A group of camels jingling past the door, recalled, is very mysterious, very romantic scene. Camels are guests from the grasslands, from the desert Gobi, children who have not seen the grasslands, Gobi, through the camels to portray the grasslands in their hearts.
"Treading flowers return to the horse's hooves fragrance". The fragrance of the flowers, painting a group of bees haunting the hooves of the horse is enough; the vastness of the grassland, the bitter cold of the grassland, the grassland and the land around the big difference, look at the camel is not a donkey, not a horse, look at the strange appearance of the strange hump is enough.
In addition to the grasslands, the Gobi is common, north of Beijing, so-called agricultural civilization to the grassland civilization of the transition zone, such as my hometown of Zhangjiakou around the area, before it is also common camel. Therefore, the grassland is a familiar and strange place for me.
Although never set foot on the land of the grasslands, but the winter and spring of the harsh northwestern winds, flying yellow soil, oat noodles and other grassland food, are reminding the people here, we are grasslands very close to the neighbors. The impression of the camel is also an obvious symbol for people living on the edge of the grassland to perceive themselves and confirm their homeland.
Lin Haiyin's preface to Old Stories from the South of the City, Winter Sun, Childhood, and the Camel Corps, reads, "The camel corps came and stopped in front of my house. They were arranged in a long line, standing in silence, waiting for people to arrange them.
The weather was dry and cold. The camel-drawn man took off his felt hat, and there was heat rising from the bald scoop, a white smoke that blended into the dry, cold atmosphere.
...... Summer passes, fall passes, winter comes again, the camel caravan comes again but childhood is gone. I will never do the silly thing of learning to chew on a camel under the winter sun again.
But how I miss the scenery and characters of my childhood in the south of Beijing! I said to myself, write them down, so that the actual childhood in the past, the mind of the childhood forever. And so, I wrote a book, "Old Stories in the South of the City."
"Old Things in the South of the City" became a classic depiction of old Beijing, 20 years ago, the movie of the same name won the Golden Rooster, White Flower Award, almost the most beautiful movie of that era, combed with a child's flower head of the small Yingzi clear and innocent eyes, voice-over: "See the camel team under the winter sun came over, hear the slow and pleasant * * * * , childhood revisited in my mind! ......", the lens of the remaining sun, the front gate tower, camel caravan. This is the impression of many people on the 2, 30 years old Beijing lingering memory debris.
The movie also greatly promoted Li Shutong's "Farewell", "outside the setting sun, the side of the ancient road, the grass is blue even the sky", is talking about Beijing, or is talking about a child of the south of the city of Beijing, the "beautiful grassland in the legend"? Although the years are different, I can read my own childhood from here: the camel caravan that occasionally walks through the door, the camel that is never slow, the man who pulls the camel slowly, and the camel bells that seem to be melodious because of the slowness. If the camel caravan had to "stop by" the village, it would have the same opportunity as Xiao Yingzi to see the camel's white breath and its seemingly never-ending chewing.
Now the situation is completely changed. Whereas before it was a matter of looking at the camel and imagining the unknown far reaches of the grassland, today it is a matter of experiencing time and space travel in a blink of an eye.
From Beijing to Hohhot, I originally wanted to take the train, want to really experience, the eve of the Olympic Games, Beijing's cosmopolitan bustle, how to change to the grasslands, yellow earth, dilapidated adobe houses and corn fields hoeing the old farmers. In the end, because of the choice to take the airplane, the change of feeling can only be more abrupt.
Around the Beijing area, especially in the north and northwest, known as the Beijing-Tianjin poverty belt, to take the "city of good super Europe, the countryside is broken like Africa" to describe it really apt. One time I sat in a cab, listening to Beijing's traffic station and other radio broadcasts, said to engage in a very gossipy statistics, so that the Beijing people say the degree of familiarity with China's provinces and cities, the results are both "unexpected, reasonable", most people feel that the understanding of Shanghai, Shenzhen and other places, far more than in Hebei, Inner Mongolia.
Indeed, from the capital airport's magnificent T3 terminal take off to Hohhot and to any location on the planet, in addition to the length of time is different, there is no "meaning" of the difference. Not to mention that with the "Beijing-Shanghai Express" air corridor arrangement, Shanghai is much closer to Hohhot than Hohhot, even when measured in time.
We waited 6 or 7 hours for a flight to Hohhot because Ningbo was late arriving in Beijing, which would have been enough for several round trips to Shanghai. The rapid acceleration of modernization has made Beijing a real "enclave", both economically and socially, as well as in terms of emotional awareness.
No camel to lead, and the feelings of the land inevitably lost. There is a joke that some people spend a good deal of savings in the suburbs of Beijing to buy a house, come up with hard work for most of his life, finally in the suburbs of Beijing to buy a house, the day of the closing, tears with a trembling hand pulled out the cell phone is ready to tell the family, and suddenly received a text message: "Hebei Mobile Welcome! The feeling is just one word: sweat! Not like Lin Haiyin toward the direction of the camel away looking at the reverie of the gracious, modern Beijing is more hate "enclave" can not really fly up the helpless, "Khan" Hebei's close at hand to break the "Beijinger! "The identity of the honor of the color, of course, may also be in the spring sky yellow sand, because of helplessness and curses, at the same time some resentment to piggyback on the memory of Hebei, Inner Mongolia, these close neighbors.
Thinking of camels feel close, thinking of airplanes feel far, in my opinion, is a problem. Oat noodles and water in Inner Mongolia also ate oat noodles.
This is more typical of the food near arid regions.
6. How to write a winter grassland essayInner Mongolia prairie, when I mention this word, you will think of the sky pale, wild, the wind blowing the grass low to see cattle and sheep.
But have you ever thought that the prairie will have a season where the sky is pale and white, and the wind blows the grass to see the snow? Inner Mongolia prairie in the winter, unlike other places in the winter, it is a white, but the hazy snow can be seen between the two horses riding on top of a few colorful Mongolian dress of women and men and suddenly there is suddenly there is no white with blue yurts, to the pale and simple prairie on the icing on the cake to add a wisp of color. Inner Mongolia prairie winter morning, in the layers of white snow layer in the distance, there is a dim dark purple, gradually changing to crimson, then yellowish, and finally, the sun's cheeks jumped out.
Inner Mongolia prairie morning is so varied unfathomable, just because enough of this feature, I can say, Inner Mongolia prairie winter is very beautiful I love it, but, to say that I love Inner Mongolia prairie at night, because the prairie at night, is a light purple-blue, I think that such a night is to give a person the feeling of simplicity, simplicity, to give a person feels as if it is a Cinderella. A simple and ugly coat, inner goodness and beauty of Cinderella. When it snows on the Inner Mongolian prairie, the beauty is breathtaking - when it snows on the prairie, the goose feather-like snow dances down from the sky.
The Snow Maiden puts a white cotton dress on the trees, like a little green man in a white coat; the Snow Maiden covers the roof with a thick quilt, like a big loaf of bread touched with cream; the snow lays a thick carpet on the ground, and walks on it with a creaking sound. Beauty, in the end, has an unattractive side - when the cold wind blew on my hands, my hands became numb, when the cold wind blew on my feet, driving me to keep stomping my feet.
The winter in the Inner Mongolian steppe is breathtakingly beautiful, making people want to come out and pile up snowmen, have snowball fights, and view the snowy landscape no matter what .......
7. Essay on Grassland 400 or 450 wordsEveryone has what they think is the most beautiful scenery and life in their mind. Maybe it is in a pavilion surrounded by green trees, drinking tea while watching the birds in the sky soaring in the sky; maybe you like to be alone in the cafe in a place against the sun, drinking coffee while watching the pedestrians on the road come and go; maybe you like to walk in the beautiful reeds, leaving all the worries behind. Indeed this is all so dashing and comfortable, but my favorite is the vast grassland!
For like its vastness, with its own embrace to raise this side of the children! At the same time, it also brings me unlimited joy.
In the daytime, standing in the grassland, only the light wind whisked through the grass gently swaying, to see the distant shepherds and cows and sheep hazily. As the poem says, "the wind blows the grass low to see the cattle and sheep". If you go and make friends with a warm herdsman, he will definitely let you come to his house as a guest. Drinking a cup of milk tea and eating some mutton will surely satisfy you! After eating you can go to the grassland, and when you are tired, you can lie down on the grass and rest and relax, soft and soft. The wind blows your face, refreshing you. Look at the sky, a white cloud floating in the sky, you will definitely hum a familiar tune, feel very comfortable. Then stand up and take an aimless walk, leaving all your worries behind. Recall all the happy memories, and just wait until sunset, when you will enjoy a special view: - Sunset on the Prairie. This is what you will see when you cross your feet and look into the distance: the shepherds in the distance are driving their cows and sheep home; the westernmost sky, like a fiery red band, dyes the surrounding area in golden color. Slowly, the sun is setting, leaving only a strip of orange color in the distant sky. When I returned home and had dinner and looked at the sky again, the sky was already another view! At night in the blue-black dome of a bright star around the bright moon. And a bright crystal light stars and form a constellation!
8. with the prairie writing, write a 400-word essayThe motherland's great rivers and mountains, are like magnificent pictures, make me feel that nature is so wonderful. The beautiful Inner Mongolian prairie is one of the bright landscape.
In the morning, in the boundless prairie, a round of red sun rising from the sky, the sunlight shines on the earth, symbolizing that a new day is coming. In the distance, a few horses in the gallop, the beautiful sunlight outlines their robust body, long brown hair in the breeze fluttering. The grass is lovely green, and the running horses, the rising red sun constitutes a beautiful landscape painting, let people recall.
At noon, the sheep grazed leisurely on the grassland. Some of them seem to have eaten enough and are walking slowly; some of them are shaking their heads and tails as if they are looking at where there is more grass; some of them are burying their heads in the grass to accumulate strength for tomorrow. The hot sun scorched the earth and it was sweltering. Everything seems so peaceful and quiet.
In the evening, the sun in the sky seemed to be trying its best to release its last rays, which were so dazzling and beautiful. Suddenly, a loud song came into the ear. Yo! It turned out to be the shepherd drove the sheep back, from a distance, the sheep are like a large floating cotton, good-looking.
The beautiful Inner Mongolia prairie, I will come back to see you.
Writing the grassland of the composition of 400 words Part 2: I love the grassland of my hometown
I love the grassland of my hometown! It is the place that haunts me.
The endless prairie is like a big turquoise carpet, soft and lovely. Running on the grassland, like a pony as free and unrestrained, feel the wind blowing in the face, how cool ah! Walking on this natural stage, singing and dancing at will, the grasses appreciated my display and clapped their hands from time to time. This is how cozy ah!
"Beautiful grassland my home". That scattered on the grassland, such as pearls of yurts, wearing a beautiful blue and white clothes, like a mother nurturing people living on the grassland, and the grassland is also like a kind mother nurturing a beautiful yurt.
Huh? The white clouds on the day, how to also come to the beautiful grassland up? Are they tired of life in the sky? Into a look to realize, that is not clouds, but like clouds as white and soft sheep ah! And the shepherd, with a whip in his hand, now and then gently beat the little sheep that left the group because of gluttony. This whip is not a representative of evil and abuse, but full of kindness and warmth ah!
9. Describe the beauty of the winter a four hundred word diarySo natural! Then look at the path, the white ground seems to have a layer of paint, even if it is still snowing November 11, 2015 ? And then look at the sides of the road, a small tree are wearing the clothes sent by the winter girl, they all seem to be very spiritual!!!? After ten minutes or so, yo, the snow stopped! I ran out and looked at the white snow, so beautiful . I thought, this is good I can play in the snow; I was so happy today! I observed the snow;? I was so happy that I got up and looked at it. I was so happy that I got up and looked at it! What a pretty little angel; I was so happy today because it snowed today! I ran outside, and pieces of white snow children fell from the sky, they were like little fairies! I lay on the ground, it was so pretty, and played with the snow, it was a beautiful day.