1. An essay about the beautiful scenery of Mount Santai, about 980 words
Autumn Rhythm The breeze blows slowly, and the fallen leaves dance lightly.
Blowing away the heat of summer and bringing in the coolness of autumn, the autumn girl dances in a golden gauze, dancing with a pleasant autumn rhythm. In the blink of an eye, the emerald green turns to golden, and everything is quietly changing.
The emerald green in the courtyard is overflowing with dazzling golden yellow. Under the sunshine and the caress of the autumn wind, it dances and sways freely, flashing the brilliance of autumn and swaying the autumn breeze. Fruitful; the willow outside the door looks like a wanderer who is extremely tired after experiencing the wind and rain, and begins to slowly fall asleep. The green leaves are falling, falling in the water, falling on the ground, making various strange sounds, like It is crying for its own withering, but also seems to be rejoicing for the greenness of the coming year. Only by taking a full rest can it be green again in the coming year; pick a stone at random and throw it into the water, and the river seems to have restrained itself a lot like a naughty child and is no longer excited. The waves of flowers add a bit of maturity and composure, still following their own trajectory, constantly flowing into the distance on a moonlit night, with twists and turns on the way, and occasionally lingering, as if they are nostalgic for the noise of summer, and like they are responding to the vitality of spring. It is also like the charm that decorates autumn. It carries people's hopes, full of their own pursuits, and perseverance. It has changed, and the autumn scenery looks particularly noble and cheerful.
The body must move before it moves. With the footsteps of autumn, the pedestrians on the street also change their appearance, taking off the briskness of summer and replacing it with the warmth of autumn. Let the autumn wind mess up their hair and let the autumn wind mess up their hair. The fallen leaves rustle when blown, but people's relaxed and happy faces cannot be blown away. In the autumn scenery, people feel warm and heart-warming. The autumn wind blows away the laziness of summer, leaving only the coolness of autumn; it blows away the hot sun of summer, allowing the sunshine of autumn to shine on all living things.
People in the autumn scenery are also particularly light and noble. The green mountains all over the mountains and plains are also clustered with golden colors at your fingertips. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the mountains are inlaid with golden color. There are still bits of green adding luster to the autumn scenery. It turns out that the remaining green is still brewing the passion and soul of summer. Linger.
The road remains the same, the steps remain the same, and people’s moods change with the seasons. The only thing that remains unchanged is the eternal faith. There is no summer with heavy makeup on the way, but it is filled with: "The sky is clear and the sky is clear." The cranes lining up on the clouds bring poetry to the blue sky." Follow the four seasons, walk through the golden autumn, and move forward without regrets! Answer: 2006-06-27 18:48 ***0 comments.
Comment ┆ Report wwz0115 [Newbie] Autumn is here, the leaves are turning yellow, and the leaves are falling down one by one. Floating and floating, it brings the message of autumn, telling people that autumn is coming.
Large tracts of rice fields are like large golden carpets. The breeze blows across the rice fields, and the rice plants nod frequently, as if welcoming their "old friend" - autumn.
The fiery red sorghum is like a shy little girl. Autumn is here, but she still lowers her head in embarrassment! You see, the chrysanthemums are blooming, with red, yellow, white, purple and other colors. The colorful chrysanthemums dazzle people's eyes. They compete for beauty, and they all want to be praised by people. The grass on the ground is withered and yellow, and it is not as vibrant as before.
But the pine and cypress trees are greener. The pear tree is no exception. Look, the pears on the tree are like small golden gourds. They dress the big tree up beautifully, like a girl who just dressed up.
The creek flows happily, making a "swishing" sound. The little magpie picked up the branches and wanted to build a warm nest to spend the winter! The geese are flying to the south, preparing to spend the winter there! Autumn is a season full of fruits and charming scenery.
Autumn is so beautiful. 2. A short essay describing the scenery of Santai Mountain
Today, the sun is shining brightly.
When the warm sunshine shone into the earth, we happily went to Nanjiangbin Park to play. There is our favorite "Sea of ??Flowers". Looking from a distance, the clusters of flowers look like patches of ocean.
When we entered, we smelled the fresh and tangy fragrance of flowers. The flowers dance with the wind, seeming to be waving, welcoming us! We visited the sunflowers, and the patches of sunflowers were like a golden ocean.
It blooms brilliantly towards the sun, and the golden petals of the sunflower are like the smiling faces of children.
The flower stamens attracted many very cute little bees! We also visited Baicao flowers. Baicao flowers are purple, red, yellow, and white. They have various colors and are colorful. Some of these flowers are in bud, and some Baicao flowers are blooming with beautiful petals. Everyone loved these flowers. We were ready to go home. At the exit, I accidentally discovered the bougainvillea. The bougainvillea is purple-red and its petals are very smooth.
Although the bougainvillea is very small, it stands strong and dances in the sun. The "Sea of ??Flowers" in Jiangbin Park is so beautiful. 3. Suqian Santai Mountain Rainbow Bridge Scenery Essay Surrounding Scenery
Before I knew it, the rain had stopped. I opened the window and a burst of fresh air came to my nostrils, mixed with the smell of earth and flowers. The fragrance of children... Standing on the fifth floor, the beautiful scenery outside the window can be seen at a glance. Looking at the bright spring scenery outside the window, I couldn't help but sigh: "Spring has really arrived!"
I have long heard that the pastoral scenery is infinite, but because I can't spare the time, I can only yearn for it. Today is a nice day. With excitement, I went to a field near Sanqiao with my parents to fully appreciate the charming scenery there.
We stopped by a "green ocean". It was a neatly cultivated vegetable field. Strong cucumber seedlings climbed up along the bamboo poles, full of cute melon babies; string bean vines climbed higher than the cucumber seedlings, and under the layers of green leaves, long and thin string beans followed. The breeze disappears and appears; the rows of pepper trees are covered with peppers of different shapes, like green lanterns; the pumpkin seedlings grow thick and strong, and the leaves are like handfuls of big green lanterns. cattail leaf fan. In addition, there are tomatoes, eggplants, loofahs, bitter gourds, celery, Chinese cabbage, leeks... It makes me dazzled and overwhelmed. Alas, it’s really difficult for my stupid little brain to let me know so many people at once. 4. How to write about Santai Mountain in my hometown?
Today, I arrived at the cheering and lively little bee composition paradise. The teacher said: Today, we will go to Santaishan Park to play.
We lined up in the yard, and when we reached the road to the Cangjiang River, the water in the Congjiang River was crystal clear and so cute.
When we arrived at the foot of Santai Mountain, three big characters were written on the gate of Santai Mountain - Santai Mountain. We all took photos here. We kept going up.
When we arrived at Santai Mountain, we played two games on Santai Mountain. There was no prize for the loser, but there was a prize for the loser, and the prize was candy. We play war. I was in a group with Li Xiang, Guo Hanyu, and Deng Xiaozhong, and the others were in a group. Guo Hanyu pretended to be one of them and came to beat us. I took the tap cannon and fired at them. We pretended that everyone was dead, and Guo Hanyu took the opportunity to kill them. Kill.
I am so happy today. 5. Essay on the Beautiful Trip to Mount Santai
Last Saturday afternoon, the weather was fine. I came to the Little Bee Essay Paradise and asked: "Teacher Chen, what essay should we write today?" "We won't write today. "Composition."
The teacher said, "We will go to Santaishan Park today and write the composition next week." "Really?" I shouted.
The classroom suddenly became lively. We were on the road, laughing and laughing all the way.
After walking, we finally saw the picturesque Cangjiang Lake. We talked, laughed, jumped around on the scenic belt, and happily started our dream trip to Mount Santai.
Finally, we arrived at the gate of Santai Mountain. The tall marble door stands high on the ground, and the big characters "Santaishan" are shining with golden light and are particularly eye-catching.
When we walked into the gate, we saw a small bamboo forest. We insisted on taking a photo there, and there was a "click" and a strange expression appeared! Climb and crawl, crawl and crawl. Finally climbed to the top of the mountain.
Here are the green grasslands, colorful flowers blooming, some of the tall trees are yellow, and some are still green. "Let's play games and fight!" Guo Chonghao shouted again.
So comfortable! Really, I am enjoying the sunshine and the grass. We went down the mountain in front of Red Memory, and I walked out of the gate reluctantly. The scenery of Santai Mountain is so beautiful! I will definitely come to play next time. 6. A short essay describing the scenery of Santai Mountain
Today, the sun is shining brightly.
When the warm sunshine shone into the earth, we happily went to Nanjiangbin Park to play.
There is our favorite "Sea of ??Flowers". Looking from a distance, the clusters of flowers look like patches of ocean.
When we entered, we smelled the fresh and tangy fragrance of flowers. The flowers dance with the wind, seeming to be waving, welcoming us! We visited the sunflowers, and the patches of sunflowers were like a golden ocean.
It blooms brilliantly towards the sun, and the golden petals of the sunflower are like the smiling faces of children. The flower stamens attracted many very cute little bees! We also visited Baicao flowers. Baicao flowers are purple, red, yellow, and white. They have various colors and are colorful. Some of these flowers are in bud, and some Baicao flowers are blooming with beautiful petals. Everyone loved these flowers. We were ready to go home. At the exit, I accidentally discovered the bougainvillea. The bougainvillea is purple-red and its petals are very smooth.
Although the bougainvillea is very small, it stands strong and dances in the sun. The "Sea of ??Flowers" in Jiangbin Park is so beautiful. 7. Composition on a visit to Santaishan Park
[Composition on a visit to Santaishan Park] Today, I arrived at the cheering and lively Little Bee Composition Paradise. The teacher said: Today, we will go to Santaishan Park to play. Taishan Park composition.
We lined up in the yard, and when we reached the road to the Congjiang River, the water in the Congjiang River was crystal clear and so cute.
When we arrived at the foot of Santai Mountain, three big characters were written on the gate of Santai Mountain - Santai Mountain. We all took photos here. We kept going up.
When we arrived at Santai Mountain, we played two games on Santai Mountain. There was no prize for the loser, but there was a prize for the loser, and the prize was candy. We play war. I was in a group with Li Xiang, Guo Hanyu, and Deng Xiaozhong, and the others were in a group. Guo Hanyu pretended to be one of them and came to beat us. I took the tap cannon and fired at them, and we pretended to be dead. In the end, they thought we were all dead. Guo Hanyu took the opportunity to kill them.
I am so happy today.
Grade 4 of Little Bee Composition Paradise in Guidong County, Chenzhou, Hunan: Li Angrui 8. An 800-word essay describing Santai Mountain in Suqian City
In the early morning, a crisp bird song took me from I cried on the bed, opened the curtains, the sun was so warm, everything was so harmonious under the sun.
The black hair of the little sister opposite is even more beautiful in the sun. Coming to the balcony, the flowers and plants seem to be showering with wind and sunshine.
When we arrived at Little Bee Composition Paradise, the teacher told us with a smile: "We are going to Santaishan Park for the 'Eighty Thousand Miles Long March' today." Upon hearing the news, the students immediately cheered.
The "Eighty Thousand Miles Long March" was divided into "biking army" and "walking army". I was very honored to be a female soldier in the "walking army", and Teacher Chen also became a "walking army" "The captain of the female soldiers. We talked and laughed along the way, and when we came to the bank of the Cangjiang River, we walked on the small wooden bridge by the river, and our feet made a clicking sound on it, which was unique.
At this time, Captain Chen raised the camera, and my "comrades" and I rushed up to pose. After taking the photo, a "comrade" suddenly said: "If you don't look at the bridge, it will be like stepping on water!" After hearing this, I immediately turned my head across the river. Indeed, it was like I was a hero walking on the river with ease.
The ripples on the river seem to be nodding to us. After some time, we came to the foot of the mountain. A gate stood in front of us, and the three characters "Santai Mountain" were particularly eye-catching.
We rested for a while and then continued the "Long March". (Wanjing Literature) At this time, an unknown classmate took a foam ring the size of a swimming ring and put it on my head.
The most fun thing about this trip is the game-throwing a ball. The ball-throwing game is indispensable without the foam ring on my head. The person throwing the ball has five chances, and he will be rewarded if he throws it once.
I ran forward and ranked second. It was soon my turn, standing about a meter away from the bubble circle.
"Okay!" Getting ready, I touched the ball in my hand. The first time, I threw it hard, okay, I was about to go in, but then the ball was off course, no, the ball was out of bounds! The second time, I threw it lightly, but it was not good enough. It was not strong enough, and I only threw it about 50 centimeters.
For the third time, *** Jian threw it casually, and suddenly the ball passed through the middle of the bubble circle and then fell. "Good job." The ball went in.
The trip to Santai Mountain was really interesting. 9. An 800-word essay describing Santai Mountain in Suqian City
In the early morning, a crisp bird song woke me up from the bed. I opened the curtains. The sun was so warm, and everything was so harmonious under the sun.
The black hair of the little sister opposite is even more beautiful in the sun. Coming to the balcony, the flowers and plants seem to be showering with wind and sunshine.
When we arrived at Little Bee Composition Paradise, the teacher told us with a smile: "We are going to Santaishan Park for the 'Eighty Thousand Miles Long March' today." Upon hearing the news, the students immediately cheered.
The "Eighty Thousand Miles Long March" was divided into "biking army" and "walking army". I was very honored to be a female soldier in the "walking army", and Teacher Chen also became a "walking army" "The captain of the female soldiers. We talked and laughed along the way, and when we came to the bank of the Cangjiang River, we walked on the small wooden bridge by the river, and our feet made a clicking sound on it, which was unique.
At this time, Captain Chen raised the camera, and my "comrades" and I rushed up to pose. After taking pictures, a "comrade" suddenly said: "If you don't look at the bridge, it will be like stepping on water!" After hearing this, I immediately turned my head across the river. Indeed, it was like I was a hero walking on the river with ease.
The ripples on the river seem to be nodding to us. After some time, we came to the foot of the mountain. A gate stood in front of us, and the three characters "Santai Mountain" were particularly eye-catching.
We rested for a while and then continued the "Long March". (Wanjing Literature) At this time, an unknown classmate took a foam ring the size of a swimming ring and put it on my head.
The most fun thing about this trip is the game-throwing a ball. The ball-throwing game is indispensable without the foam ring on my head. The person throwing the ball has five chances, and he will be rewarded if he throws it once.
I ran forward and ranked second. It was soon my turn, standing about a meter away from the bubble circle.
"Okay!" Getting ready, I touched the ball in my hand. The first time, I threw it hard, okay, I was about to go forward, but then the ball was off course, no, the ball was out of bounds! The second time, I threw it lightly, but it was not good enough. It was not strong enough, and I only threw it about 50 centimeters.
For the third time, *** Jian threw it casually, and suddenly the ball passed through the middle of the bubble circle and then fell. "Good job." The ball went in.
The trip to Santai Mountain was really interesting. 10. Composition on a visit to Santaishan Park
[Composition on a visit to Santaishan Park] Today, I arrived at the cheering and lively Little Bee Composition Paradise. The teacher said: Today, we are going to visit Santaishan Park. Taishan Park composition.
We lined up in the yard, and when we reached the road to the Congjiang River, the water in the Congjiang River was crystal clear and so cute.
When we arrived at the foot of Santai Mountain, three big characters were written on the gate of Santai Mountain - Santai Mountain. We all took photos here. We kept going up.
When we arrived at Santai Mountain, we played two games on Santai Mountain. There was no prize for the loser, but there was a prize for the loser, and the prize was candy. We play war. I was in a group with Li Xiang, Guo Hanyu, and Deng Xiaozhong, and the others were in a group. Guo Hanyu pretended to be one of them and came to beat us. I took the tap cannon and fired at them, and we pretended to be dead. In the end, they thought we were all dead. Guo Hanyu took the opportunity to kill them.
I am so happy today.
Fourth grade of Little Bee Composition Paradise in Guidong County, Chenzhou, Hunan: Li Angrui