In the morning, the sun, like a shy little girl, quietly rose above the treetops, emitting a soft red light, the surrounding reflected 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 point, the sun on the treetops ran to the hills in the blink of an eye, the stream then unveiled its mystery, to reveal its beauty at a glance.
The sunlight gently caresses the brook, the brook tirelessly flowing, and occasionally encountered 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 encountered a little larger water flow, the stone rolled over, revealing a large area of slippery moss.
Unluckily 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 there is no trace of the last, the stream as usual, singing and flowing forward.
2. Description of Tianjin scenery essayHaihe, hometown river, mother river
From the online satellite positioning system to see Tianjin, in the planet rotating gradually enlarged on the shadow of the map, the first can be clearly seen, winding 72 kilometers of the long curves, is our mother river, the Haihe.
We are the children who grew up across it, the earliest is the ferry on the river, grew up is the bridge on the river,
liberation, Jin Tang, Jin Kong, Jinhua, the sun and the moon, that is our name.
Because of this river, the relationship between the river and the sea and the shore, there is us, there is the south to the north and south of the collection of logistics, there is the father and brother along the river to open up the road.
Haihe, our mother, home a name called the sea of the river. It makes us unique, from the beginning of school there is a stream of running and want to go, there is a sea of boundless and vast.
Haihe River, it is Tianjin's city soul, Tianjin's aura, every Tianjin people are also called Haihe people. It is the place where the industry of Tianjin rises, the business pulse stretches, and the humanities gather.
China's earliest post, stamps, telegraph, telephone, the earliest military academy, operating railroads, the earliest higher education,
without fail appeared here.
Yan Fu, who translated the Theory of the Acts of God, and Liang Qichao, who was involved in the change, lived by its side and contributed to modern China by using their pens to make words with splashes of water.
The world-famous scholar and monk Li Shutong. The most famous Chinese playwright after the May 4th, Cao Yu.
All of them, like us,
were born beside it and grew up drinking its water.
By its side, five presidents of modern China have lived, interpreting many of the great events of modern China's eastward march of the west wind. The Haihe River is the birthplace of Tianjin, it is our spirit, our blood, our charm gathered, where the city gas.
Now here, from the upper reaches to the lower reaches, from this end to that end, every step of the flow to the sea, are dragons and snakes totem-like, has undergone an amazing transformation
Comprehensive development of the governance of the Haihe River, repairing the pedestrian street, cover the plaza, build the style of the area, culture and trade city.
The two sides of the Haihe River formed a long beautiful landscape.
Wandering down eighteen steps from the ancient culture street, strolling through the log-paved pier walkway, standing on a long rhythmic pro-level platform, the river kissed the feet, so that our hearts and it closer, closer.
Widened Bei'an Bridge, Music Park overflowing with European flavor, the world famous Beethoven, Mozart, Bach, Liszt, Strauss ...... five music masters collapsed. Holidays, the river, thousands of people flocked to gather, outside the waterfront by boat, schoolchildren swinging dragon boat.
Haihe River, with the living on both sides of the booking of punishment to repel the nuclear Ligu chip too boat curry, with the living of the entire Tianjin. From the Golden Street overlooking the Italian-style area, the flow of people one after another, green trees, red flowers; stores, commercial flags, a good, prosperous.
Mother River, hometown river, is a sunrise and moonrise of the river, is a run to the sea to the ocean of the river, we will always sing for you
For you to sing.
3. describe tianjin scenery essay 100My hometown, is a good place by the mountains and the water.
In the morning, the sun, like a shy little girl, quietly rises above the treetops, emitting a soft red light, reflecting a red around, 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 trail, 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 the waterfall, pouring down, like an upside-down loom, a steady stream of weaving cloth, in the noonday sunlight flooded with golden yellow light, like a layer of gold, it is a beautiful picture!
4. Landscape description of the beginning and end of the composition a paragraph of about 200 wordsAutumn scenery
You quietly come, silent, a blink of an eye, the earth covered with golden clothes.
You come quietly, into the field, wheat flavor four floating, the acres of crops, from a distance it looks like rolling thousands of waves; close to see, wheat, smiled and bent waist, sorghum red face, corn open arms, the ground is busy and the people, "sing a song ah harvest song, harvested wheat, harvested sorghum ah, harvested corn, harvested soybeans, harvested and sent to the country ah." The song of the long ocean speaks of the joy of the autumn harvest of the farm family.
You come quietly, bring a see yellow clothes, a see red clothes, look at the side of the mountain, like a layer of gold. Floating leisurely from above flying down countless yellow butterflies, a group of hovering in mid-air, I do not know how long after the deep yellow dress into a light yellow; light yellow and into Heshi, you see, it is more like a naughty little kid, look at the mountains over there, sorghum as drunk, it is simply a sea of red, covering half of the sky, and haze together, red like a flame like burning. This yellow and red together, giving a kind of indescribable warmth, and even forget that in a few days, the cold winter is coming.
You quietly came, brought the beautiful autumn light beauty, brought the fruitful, listen, drums and gongs, so lively, busy people face a year of people revealed the inner pressure of the joy: "ushered in a harvest year."
I am obsessed with autumn! Autumn - the colorful season, the fruit harvest season, thriving season.
Autumn, a make-up artist, the world dressed up extraordinarily charming; autumn, a magician, the fields dyed a golden yellow; autumn, a gentle woman, the oncoming autumn wind is so light, so soft. Autumn, the delicate flowers have faded, then who is the protagonist in the fall it is the leaves.
Walking along the path lined with trees, there are leaves all over the place. I casually picked up a leaf, carefully observed. So it's a maple leaf. Look, she is so beautiful! The leaf spreads out around, like the palm of my hand with five fingers open, with a slightly jagged edge. The veins of the leaves are clearly visible and organized. Her color is beautiful, like a blazing fire, so bright and vivid. The sad people will be inspired and revitalized. I know that the maple leaves are not only dazzling red, but also yellow, green and a series of fascinating colors. Looking at, I can not help but have a question: why in the clear yellow leaves, only the maple leaf is red Is it because of the autumn sun's smoky, or because of leaving the tree mother I reverie, while she gently placed in the heart of the hand, continue to think ......
Not only the maple leaf is lovely, there are many leaves are also very Look, I now found a good thing, that is, holly leaves. Don't look at his appearance, but the body is very "powerful". The sharp thorns on the edge are his weapon of defense. Holly leaves that cold dark green, so full of yellow has a number of vitality. Compared to the delicate flowers, there is also a lot of fun.
In the distance, a few more leaves fell. I ran over and picked them up. There are wearing a "mini-skirt" ginkgo, there are noble and elegant sycamore, there are ......
I love the fall, but I love the leaves in the fall even more. Because of them, the world is more beautiful; because of them, life is more colorful.
5. Description of a scenic composition in TianjinThe Thistle Canal is like a floating galactic belt full of pearls, along the way, swamps, harbors and forks are scattered, the water is gathered together through the complement, the water veins are connected, there are four precipitation 21 put, attracting gulls, birds by its soaring song; abundance of more than 40 kinds of delicious fish, shrimp, crab, in winter in the ice through the Ling net, there is a considerable income, the capture of the silverfish, purple crabs, the treasures produced by the Thistle Canal, the Ming and Qing dynasties, tribute. Tribute of the Ming and Qing Dynasties; 10,000 hectares of lush reeds on both sides of the river, closely guarding the nine curves and eighteen bends on both sides of the river, resisting the storms and rainstorms set off by the waves hit, resisting the formation of eddies due to the tides, the current of the two sides of the violent collision; interlaced growth of thousands of wisps of the roots for the aquatic organisms, fish, shrimp, crabs, etc., constructed a solid nest, for a variety of small animals such as birds, wildlife and other safe habitats, shelter from the wind!
Winter in the ice through the Ling net, more income, the catch of silverfish, purple crab, is the treasure of aquatic products, the Jichuan Canal of the town of the river, but also the Ming and Qing dynasties of tribute.
6. Writing landscape essay ending 200 wordsOne afternoon in early spring, the sky was gray and cloudy, the sky was covered with lead-colored clouds. The cold wind was whistling and the air was wet. Occasionally a few tiny, tiny drops of rain fell from the sky. The surrounding dead air, not a trace of life.
After a while, the sky began to drift down some small snow particles. About ten minutes later, small snow particles began to more, like flour, like salt, like a grain of sugar. The sky was filled with a layer of fog, and the sky was white. People shouted, "It's snowing! It's snowing! It's snowing ......" People have put their hands out to catch some small snow grains. However, the small snow particles are like a little naughty, fell into the hands of the disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the small snow particles into a piece of a small snowflake, like the fairy shears broken clouds, just like the jade people shaking down the pear blossom. It is filial and light, soft and thin, like the fluff on the water birds. They are like good friends, you pull me, I pull you, accompanied by each other, lightly floating down. This time the scene is really like the Tang Dynasty poet wrote: "Thousands of doors and tens of thousands of snowflakes floating, dots of noiselessly falling tile gutter."
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, like goose feathers shaking off from the swans, flying all over the sky. They came down so densely that there was not a single gap between the snowflakes and the snowflakes. One after another, crowded, intimate "hug" together, small paratroopers like drifting down.
In a short while, the snow is big again. Dancing snow like that a group, a cluster of dandelions like flying. Falling on the head, in a short while you become an old man with gray hair, falling on the eyebrows, wiping down and falling up, gently wiping, and standing up again. People can no longer see anything, the whole world is wrapped in white cotton like snow. The snow has been falling for almost a day now, and it can already drown your feet.
The snow fell for two days and two nights, and the mountains, rivers, trees, and houses were covered with very thick snow, about a foot thick. Pine tree branches also accumulated a thick snow, hairy, like a heavy silver bar was placed in the treetops. People have come out to step on the snow under the foot of the "creak creak" sound. Students in the snowball fight, snowman, very happy.
7. Please type me a description of the scenery of Tianjin composition 300 words, 30 minutes, urgentBeautiful Tianjin
Tianjin , she is east of the Bohai Sea, is an important access to Beijing. Tianjin has many attractions and natural landscapes, like a beautiful picture. Along the banks of the river set up a unique style of bridges: Jiefang Bridge, Dagu Bridge, Jintang Bridge, Cihai Bridge and so on, as if a colorful rainbow. My favorite is the Haihe Park, stepping into the park, greeted by the fragrance of grass, the fragrance of flowers. There is a piece of green grass along the river bank, and a variety of flowers, beautiful flowers, as if I came to the sea of flowers. Colorful flowers competing to open, some flowers are delicate, like a shy little girl; some flowers are magnificent, as if to say: "I want to be the world's most beautiful queen of flowers!" Some are just a budding bud, so full that it may bloom every second. At night, the stars in the sky like millions of lamps, lights on the ground like millions of stars, lights and stars together, illuminating the beautiful night of the Haihe River, cruise ships connected into a long winding dragon sailing through the water, the river a colorful ripples kept rippling, as if we were brought to the fairyland on earth. Tianjin folk culture has a deep and rich connotation and outstanding characteristics. For example, Yangliuqing New Year paintings are very realistic and vivid. One of my favorites is Liannian Yuyue. In the painting, a fat doll holding a big carp, symbolizing abundance and surplus, looks exquisite.
Ah! The scenery of Tianjin is so beautiful!
8. Description of the scenery of Tianjin essayWindow The window is dark, the window is dark, the night girl came, gently, slowly, unconsciously, unknowingly, unknowingly, with a cheerful pace, and a light step, stepping on a beautiful melody floated.
Outside the window, there are young men's athletic figures, and inside the window, there are young *** Ya's laughter. The young men in order to win the laughter of the girls to fight, the girls look at the young men and shy blush.
Outside the window there are secret talks, inside the window there are whispers, Cupid showed his hand. What young man is not in love, what young girl is not in love.
The rumor mill is not a good place to start, but it is a good place to start. The ancient people have clouded: My fair lady, the gentleman good martial arts. The first thing you need to do is to look out of the window and see what's going on, and then you can see what's going on.
Life in the world, living so tired, why bother? Please open your window! The window is a layer away from the window, and the distance between them doesn't have to be so far. Night The splendor of the day usually means the decline of the night, nature is always so, both the creation of the hustle and bustle of the day, but also to create a peaceful night, so round and round, never ending.
The Taoist theory of yin and yang is not false, black and white cycle, that is, the basic truth of nature. In the middle of a lonely night, everything is silent, only a round moon in the sky emits a soft light.
The warmth of the sun is too enthusiastic, and the starlight is lonely and cold. Only this gentle and quiet moonlight can be so appropriate.
The moonlight drenched the whole earth, my side is full of silver white light. It can be said that the night is the sharp knife, full of black and cold, which cuts off everything during the day and dyes it in black.
The blue sky, dark; white clouds, also dark, the colors of heaven and earth are homogeneous, radiating gray-black luster. The cicadas on the poplar tree in front of the building, stopped chirping, the birds stopped playing, the moonlight looked at everything, silent, smiling.
Unconsciously, I have come to the door of the building, the withered yellow street lamps shine on me, making me extraordinarily quiet. The moon, is soft; night, is firm, as if a hidden veil shrouded the sharpness of the night, but instead set off the softness of the darkness.
The night turned out to be like a song, with a unique rhythm. The stars blink a few times from time to time, the clouds slowly swing its waist, which allows me to freely imagine my life's dreams, fell into the vision of the future, my mood is like this night, the physical and mental exhaustion by the cool breeze.
I contemplated, looking away, thinking about this night, this stormy ...... night is deep, cold, filled with darkness; similarly, the night is cheerful, mischievous, full of childish innocence. Is it not so? The night washes away the loneliness with the wind, fills the seclusion with the moon, and sets off its unique state of mind with silence.
Learning to be thankful Early in the spring morning, a tender green seedling slowly reveals new buds from the moist soil. A drop of crystalline dew nourishes it and gives it a baptism of life.
The warmth of the sun gently shines on it. It gave it its first warm coat.
The surrounding trees and plants also output the fresh air of nature. The water moisturizes it, the sunlight gives it nutrients, and the air makes it grow stronger.
The earthworms in the land reclaimed the soil for it again and again, making its roots grow more comfortably. The rain, the sun, the air, the earthworms helped it to begin the first steps of life.
For all these favors, it chose to go and thank the heroes of this writing, both invisible and visible. It thanked the sun and went to try to grow taller to say hello to the sun.
It thanked the trees for the shade. It thanked the sky, which purified the air and made it bluer.
It, a young grass, will be able to grow happily, and at the same time give those who have helped it many warm thanks. Inevitably, life will encounter ups and downs and difficulties.
In this happy, happy grass is no exception. One day, the sky was suddenly cloudy, and the originally sunny sky became gloomy! Wow, it rained, and the soil began to get a little wetter.
The soil began to get looser and looser, and the roots of the grass seemed to have loosened up a bit. It still held on to keep from falling.
The water is getting bigger and bigger, a big one hit on its thin body, it can not avoid, can only let the liquid constantly drench themselves. Only insisted on trembling in the slack ground.
It has thought of giving up, and also thought of falling down. But it could not give up its life.
Because it knows it should be grateful for its life. It is because of this body that it has all the power to carry its dreams, even if it is always so small and insignificant.
The rain got heavier and heavier, and the pain was unbearable, and the body began to have some tilt. Slowly, the big grains of rain make its body bend.
If at this point, you think that its bent body indicates submission, then you are wrong. After a long time, the torrential rain stopped.
And by this time, the grass was already showing signs of decay. It was all the work of that heavy rainstorm.
But once again, it stood up and grew again. After the rainstorm, it is more determined and tenacious.
The grass didn't hate the rainstorm. On the contrary, it appreciated it.
So, when the storm comes again next year, it has more strength. It will not fall, it will be evergreen.
The Miraculous Hat It was so hot today, about 380c, it was stifling! So hot we don't know where to stay well! However, do you know what I want to do most right now? That of course I want to invent a multi-functional hat. That is, it can cover the wind, but also can prevent the heat, every moment can let a person feel a hint of coolness, but also can change the color and size at any time.
This hat is the best good playmate for our children. It can be turned into a hula hoop, let us enjoy playing; wearing it jumping ribbons, do not feel the heat, because the hat is equipped with a small air conditioning.
Ah, so beautiful! If you have this hat, can you say you do not like it? Although, this is just a fantasy, but this fantasy will become reality. I look forward to the birth of this amazing hat in my hands, which is just the near future! My wallet Speaking of wallets, I unconsciously think of my good friend Zhang Jing.
She went to Tianjin last year to buy back a wallet, came back to me. I received the gift and said excitedly, "Wow, what a beautiful wallet!" Its shape is a little more special than other wallets, which is special! That is his distinctive appearance and the place to put the money.
It is green, white, black three colors, just most of them are still green, the green also set off a.