Sound of waves write an essay

1. Sound of Ocean Waves Write an Essay 280 Words

You must have heard the chirping of birds, the sound of heavy rain, the honking of a car, the whistle of a train. But have you ever heard the sound of ocean waves? I have heard it, and it is my favorite sound.

I remember, my mother took me to the beach for vacation this summer. In the silent night, I heard a rumbling sound, at first I thought it was thunder, but when I listened carefully, it turned out to be the sound of waves.

Early in the morning, the sound of crashing waves called me up. I put on a swim ring and rushed into the sea, wave after wave of rolling waves beat me, I floated freely on the surface of the sea, as if with the sea as one. At noon, the sea was calm and there was only the sound of a fine wind. In the evening, the sound of the waves seemed like a burst of thunder. Listening to the different sounds of the waves, my mood is soothing.

The sound of waves is always my favorite sound.

2. Write an imaginary composition based on the sound of the waves 400 words Primary Sixth Grade Upper

Tonight, I was hanging out at the beach again.

Sneaking around the beach street, many times because of the bad mood, depressed heart, thoughts cluttered. Perhaps I have an ostrich-style habits, so, when I encounter trouble, I will only be this way to toss myself.

When I am depressed, I like to wander along the coastline alone slowly, smell the faint smell of salt, blowing the sea breeze, look at the people on the beach, listen to the sound of the waves under the curtain at night. ...... At such a time, I will put those trivial things behind me, ignore, the mood will gradually improve.

I made a few deep breaths as I looked out over the fence, and the air filled with a faint salty flavor was so refreshing to me as I breathed in and out. The far side of the sea is black, sea and sky are connected, can not tell which is the sea, which is the sky. Rows of boats moored in the sea, is a different kind of scenery, especially the ship's signal light, a flash, one after another, as countless fireflies hovering in the air.

The most cheerful mood is the group of fitness dance team on the beach street, which is supposed to be self-organized. I envy them, dancing so recklessly, dancing so forgetful, between heaven and earth as if there is only their existence ......

Whenever I pass by here, I will always involuntarily stop my lazy feet, or sit on a stone bench or stand by the fence, heartily admiring their self-initiated disco dance.

The leader of the dance is an old man, accidentally. The first time I saw so many of them dancing together, I saw their neat and consistent movements, and I guessed that there would be a leader among them. Out of curiosity, I searched around and looked back and forth, but I was surprised to find an old man standing in the center of them. At first, I could not believe that the old man was the leader of the dance, but after a closer look, I realized that what the old man did, they followed what movement, so I had to believe it again.

Listening to those who are beside me, the old lady talked about that the old man has been more than eighty years old, which makes me more surprised. I was even more surprised that a man in his eighties could dance so elegantly and freely, gently swaying, slightly swaying, moving as if it were flowing water, but all in one go, skillful, easy, and at ease.

Perhaps it is because of the frequent dancing, the old man's body is well maintained, wearing a white undershirt, he looks so fit. When I look at him, I can vaguely see the bumpy muscle blocks on his arms. This kind of body, with the current very fashionable words, should belong to the "devil's body", compared to some of the young people nowadays, it should be "more than ever".

His trainees are all women, a large group of young and old, it seems that the old man is really "charming" ah. With so many female trainees dancing with him, will he be complacent and proud?

A closer look, they jumped those movements are actually quite simple, but they still jumped with great interest, dance is not happy. Even some of the surprise of the eyes are put at risk, left behind. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

I often stayed there for a long time, silently admiring their beautiful or awkward dance. Disco music, it's so exciting! Therefore, sometimes I will step on those familiar beats, can not help but twist the stiff waist. After sitting in the office for a long time, my waist has become stiff and hard. Awkwardly twisting, feel their waist is not as flexible as the old man, think about it, "" this sentence really deserves to be a wise saying.

For a moment, I had an impulse to join them, to forget and dance wildly with them. But in the end, I was a bystander.

I have to admit, life for me, as if some numbness, there is no ***, even my favorite activities before - dancing, at this moment I also become no longer interested in.

What makes my *** not there? Become numb? Too many worries? Too many ties? Or is it that I have become lazy? Become stupid? They can live so freely, why am I so tired? So constrained? I can't help it? Why is it that things don't work out the way I want them to? I even wonder, life is not just like to joke with me, I want to live more simple, it is the more not let me simply live.

Alas ...... I sighed softly, shook my head, turned around. Leave.

At once, the lonesome and like a shadow. The lonesome and lingering.

Along the bright and dark coastline, I continue to lazily walk forward, aimlessly, but like a deliberate direction.

However, the further I walked, the more my heart was confused and panicked.

This is the first time I've ever seen a person who has been in a hurry to get to a place where they can get to a place where they can get to a place where they can get to their own place.

I finally stopped the steps forward, body powerless on the guardrail. I know I am afraid ......

I gazed at the waves under the guardrail, sweeping in one after another, gently lapping at the reef. Even though it was gentle, it managed to make a small splash. Listening to the sound of the waves reminds me of "I hear the sound of the waves, standing in the center of the city ......" I laugh: I also hear the sound of the waves, but standing on the edge of the city. I heard the sound of the waves, but stood at the very edge of the city ......

Is that "clattering" sound the sigh of the sea? I don't know.

All I know is that I heard the sound of the waves ......

3. The Sound of the Sea

The sound of the sea is an early tide, the dark green sea water rolled up as high as the walls of the huge waves rolled over, the situation like ten million horses galloping war horse, against the enemy ran wild.

When they came to the shore, constantly stirred up the thunderous "boom" sound. Waves by the wind, such as a line of egrets flying with wings; like a horse off the reins of the horse; like countless roaring dragon, "wow" pounced on the coast, splashing more than a meter high waves, blooming ten thousand crystal flowers, issued a "rustle" sound, as if millions of musicians playing. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

At noon, the sea was raging like a demon, stirring up bubbles and losing its rhythm. The waves crashed on the shore with a loud roar, and then crashed on the rocky embankment and fell down like a disheveled wild child.

The waves undulate, just a little smooth, and regroup strength, "snap", and unexpectedly to the stone dike to lunge, is still defeated, had to be helpless to slowly retreat.

Turbulent waves constantly fluttering to the embankment, painfully *** around, from time to time issued a few roars, countless droplets of water, "ta-da" fell on the road. In the evening, the sea became quiet, can only hear the "buzzing" sound, like the sea in the big yawn.

From a distance, it looks endless, but sometimes it speaks softly at your feet. The wind is much smaller than in the morning, and the fierce sea is calm and gentle, singing softly: rustle ...... rustle ...... rustle ...... rustle ...... At night, there is no wind on the sea, and there are no waves. There is no wave, the sea is like a big blue deep glass, lying flat there ...... big also the wild child gradually fell asleep .......

4. According to the sound of the wind, the sound of running water, the sound of the waves to write an imaginary essay

Once in the summer there is no shortage of rain, and thunderstorms. The most important characteristic of thunderstorms is that they are gone after a while. When the rain is over, a colorful rainbow hangs in the sky, and what a beautiful sight it is!

Before the thunderstorm, the sky was full of clouds, and the sky was dark all of a sudden. "Swish" a flash of lightning to the sky and earth into a white, this time as long as the color of things all become white. The thunder before a thunderstorm is so loud that it can scare people to death, and the wind before a thunderstorm is so strong that it can knock down the trees, and even pedestrians find it difficult to walk. In that kind of weather, the sky will fly up a lot of plastic bags, really terrible.

Thunderstorms began to rain, and at first it came down so sharply, and more and more sharply, even the thunder, wind, and lightning came, as if they were saying, "Brother Rain, let's help you." Then the wind blew, the thunder thundered, and the lightning flashed. They were having a great time.

And look at the bottom, it's even more lively! Many people did not bring umbrellas had to hide under the eaves of the rain. They seem to be saying: "What the hell weather, say down, also do not say hello to down."

The wind got angry and said, "Brothers, people in the hemp us, I'm going to give them some color to see." They are under this side, blowing there, no one is not drenched, drenched like a "drenched chicken" like.

The thunderstorm is gradually small, from the bean-sized raindrops to the storm, and then to the fine rain, the real false alarm. The sky became blue, blue, blue, with white clouds, really beautiful!

Breathe the air, ah! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! My mood has changed.

5. Description of the sound of the waves of the composition of 400 words do not describe the scenery of the sound

Tonight, I was at the beach again.

In the seaside street skulking, many times because the mood is bad, the heart is depressed, thoughts are messy. Perhaps I have ostrich-style habits, so, when encountering troubles, I will only be so tossed themselves.

Whenever I pass by here, I will always involuntarily stop my lazy feet, or sit on a stone bench or stand by the fence, heartily admiring their self-initiated disco dance.

Listening to those who are beside me, the old man is more than eighty years old, which makes me even more surprised. I was even more surprised that a man in his eighties could dance so elegantly and freely, gently swaying, slightly swaying, moving as if it were flowing water, but all in one go, skillful, relaxed and at ease.

His trainees are all women, a large group of young and old, it seems that the old man is really "charming" ah. With so many female trainees dancing with him, will he be complacent and proud?

A closer look, they jumped those movements are actually quite simple, but they still jumped with great interest, dance is not happy. Even some of the surprise of the eyes are put at risk, left behind. I'm not sure what I'm looking for in a life like this.

I often stayed there for a long time, silently admiring their beautiful or awkward dance. Disco music, it's so exciting! Therefore, sometimes I will step on those familiar beats, can not help but twist the stiff waist. After sitting in the office for a long time, my waist has become stiff and hard. The awkward twisting, feel their waist is not as flexible as the old man, think, "life is in motion" this sentence is really a wise saying.

For a moment, I had the urge to join them, to jump with them, to dance like crazy. But in the end, I was a bystander.

I have to admit, life for me, as if some numbness, there is no ***, even my favorite activities before - dancing, at this moment I also become no longer interested in.

Alas ...... I sighed softly, shook my head, turned around. Leave.

At once, the lonesome and like a shadow. The lonesome and lingering.

Along the bright and dark coastline, I continue to lazily walk forward, aimlessly, but like a deliberate direction.

However, the further I walked, the more my heart was confused and panicked.

This is the first time I've ever seen a person who has been in a hurry to get to a place where they can get to a place where they can get to a place where they can get to their own place.

I finally stopped the steps forward, body powerless on the guardrail. I know I am afraid ......

I gazed at the waves under the guardrail, sweeping in one after another, gently lapping at the reef. Even though it was gentle, it managed to make a small splash. Listening to the sound of the waves reminds me of Huang PinYuan's "The Waves" "I hear the sound of the waves, standing in the very center of the city ......" I laughed: I also hear the sound of the waves, but standing in the very center of the city. I also hear the sound of the waves, but standing at the very edge of the city ......

Is that "clattering" sound the sigh of the sea? I don't know.

I only know that I hear the sound of the waves ......

The sound of the Four Seasons is strange, if you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of dragonflies flying, the sound of flowers in full bloom, and all kinds of plants growing and pulling. Spring is coming, birds chirping in the branches; streams "clattering" flow; waterfalls from the cliffs and down, hit the rocks issued by the "clattering" sound; bees "buzzing" call, and in the "clattering" sound. The bees "buzzed" and screamed, collecting honey in the flowers; the frogs "croaked" in the pond, as if to say: "Spring is finally here, I've been waiting for a long time ah! When summer came, flowers bloomed, and the robin called out in the branches, as if to say, "Summer is here, it's hot!" Children row boats and swim in the water, making the sound of water and laughter. On rainy days, thunder rumbles, and the rain hits the windows with a "da-da" sound. Autumn came, the crickets in the grass "doo-doo" chirping; leaves from the trees down, issued a "click, click, click, click" sound; farmers look at the fruit of the harvest happy smile and said: "too good! It can be sold at a good price again." In winter, everywhere you can hear the north wind "whistling" roar, snowflakes falling from the "rustle" sound, people's feet on the snow issued a "creak creak" sound. There are many other beautiful sounds in the world, waiting for us to find. As long as you listen with your heart, you will know the sound of our world is how rich, wonderful.

7. Listen to the sound of the conch essay

In the past, I lent a conch to a child, yesterday, that friend of mine returned the conch to me, I showed the conch to the children in my class, and a child put the hollow of the conch to her ear, and she said, "I hear the sound of the sea."

I listened, and sure enough there was the sound of the sea. Someone else listened and said, "It's the sound of the waves on a late night when the wind is blowing against the sea."

They are so imaginative. Another kid next to me said, "Your conch was probably in the ocean before and recorded the sound of the ocean."

Today, I asked my dad, "Why does a conch have the sound of the sea?" Dad said, "According to scientific reasoning, that is not the sound of the sea, but the sound made by the air flowing inside." Dad also said: "Your imagination is good, you can write down what the children said, is a good diary, so I wrote this diary.

8. Tour Qing'ao Bay

During the summer vacation, I visited Qing'ao Bay, the Hawaii of the East.

On the way, I could already smell the sea. Listening to the guide's explanation, I could not wait to see the true face of Qing Ao Bay.

With the salty sea breeze, I got out of the car with anticipation, and took a look, eh? This is the sea? How do I feel this is like a crystal ah! The sea is not supposed to be rough? Why is the sea in front of me so calm? I walked closer to the front, found that the deeper Qing'ao Bay is dark blue, the shallower the sea water, the lighter the color, to the beach has become green. I walked closer, which saw the waves.

The waves here are a white line that sweeps across the sea, eventually climbing up the beach and then reluctantly retreating back, leaving only some foam behind. The closer I get to the sea, the finer and finer I feel the sand under my feet, and the softer it is when I step on it.

I stepped on such sand, step hard, finally walked to the place where the waves can roam, the waves can not wait to say hello to me. "Wow -" wet my pants.

The sand here is a little close to white in the sunlight, but when you look closely, it's gold. While I was looking at the sand, another wave came up, no, rolled over, bubbling like boiling water.

In the place where the sea and the sky meet, there are a few green mountains, they are located in the calm sea, which reminds me of the poem "silver plate in a green snail". The sound of the sea here is particularly beautiful: like the church bells, melodious, deep; and like a chorus of ten thousand people, the momentum is extraordinary.

The sound of the sea with such waves, a burst of my worries washed away. Enjoying the sea breeze, appreciating the waves, stepping on the beach, listening to the sound of the sea, I can not help but write down on the beach, "facing the sea, spring flowers".

A wave swallowed my words, which is a kind of acceptance of my gift, right? How I want to see the sunset on the sea, but time waits for no one, I have to go home. I thought to myself, the sunset in Qing'ao Bay should not be inferior to the sunset in "The Old Man and the Sea", right?

9. Use the sound of birds chirping, the sound of running water, the sound of cheering, the sound of the waves, write an imaginary composition 300 words

The sound of the four seasons is strange, if you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of dragonflies flying, the sound of flowers in full bloom, and the sound of all kinds of plants growing and pulling.

Spring is here, the birds chirping in the branches; the brook water "clattering" flow; waterfalls from the cliffs down, hit the rock "clattering" sound; bees "buzzing The bees "buzzed" and screamed, collecting honey in the flowers; the frogs "croaked" in the pond, as if to say: "Spring is finally here, I've been waiting for a long time ah! When summer came, flowers bloomed, and the robin called out in the branches, as if to say, "Summer is here, it's hot!" Children rowed and swam in the water, making the sound of water and laughter. On rainy days, thunder rumbles, and the rain hits the windows with a "da-da-da" sound. The farmers smiled happily at the fruit harvest and said, "It's great! You can sell them at a good price again." In winter, everywhere you can hear the north wind "whirring" roar, snowflakes fall issued "rustle" sound, people's feet on the snow issued "creak creak" sound.

There are many wonderful sounds in the world, waiting for us to find. If you listen carefully, you will know how rich and wonderful the sounds of our world are.