In our daily study, work and life, we always have less contact with the composition, right? Composition can be divided into elementary school composition, secondary school composition, college composition (essay). So have you ever understood the essay? The following is my help you organize the window that is the scene of the composition, for your reference and reference, I hope to help the friends in need.
The scene outside the window essay 1In the morning, I lay comfortably in bed and opened my sleepy eyes. Suddenly I found a fiery red leaf lying on my window sill, which made me curious, I got up and looked out the window, and realized that the world outside the window had changed.
The sky outside the window is azure blue, birds in groups of three to five in the sky flying happily, from time to time jumped up and down a happy dance, the red sun like a big fireball, the sky is floating a few white and soft clouds, they are in different forms, some of them are like white rabbits like jumping, some like wild horses, as fast as lightning like to the far away, and there are like elephants are sucking the river's water into the air! The first one is a little naughty, but the second one is a little naughty!
Looking into the distance, the mountains have a hazy mist, as if there are immortals in the mountains to practice seclusion, there is a clear lake under the mountains, the mountain springs slowly flowing collection of which, issued a ding dong ding dong sound. Under the lake surface there are many boulders, small fish, shrimp are playing hide-and-seek there, the water under the water with the waves, small fish shrimp will be idle when the water as a partner, together with the joy of the beautiful dance it!
Outside the window of the big trees within reach, dark green, golden, red leaves and brown trunks complement each other. It's very lively here, with lots of birds singing fall songs in the trees.
I wish time would slow down, not rocket so fast, so that I could stay a little longer to see this beautiful and moving scenery in front of me.
I woke up early in the morning and rubbed my eyes, which were still closed. Pull open the curtains, push open the window, a ray of golden sunshine stepped in, bright and gentle. How comfortable ah! Outside the window, a group of birds singing happily. A gust of wind blew by and frightened the birds. After a while they flew away, not forgetting to take the song away.
The sky is so blue! It is a little bit deeper than the blue of the gems, and a little bit lighter than the blue of the sea. It was as if I had transformed into a bird soaring in the sky, free and easy. I also seem to be transformed into a butterfly, flying high in the sky as happy as dancing.
The trees in the park are lush, and the banyan tree opens a big umbrella to shield itself from the summer heat. The willow tree dipped her long hair into the lake. You see that the nanmu young delicate, green leaves crystal, elegant as a brush; tip high, long and slender, pavilion, like a slender waist dancer; thick, direct dome, hold up a green cloud, as if the giant columns rushed to the sky.
Lotus standing in the clear water, slender petals without the slightest dust, the breeze blew, lotus dancing. Take a closer look, a few lotus flowers are waiting to be released, they are shyly hidden behind the lotus leaves, all of a sudden, I seem to see that the top of the flowers, there are a few drops of clear water, just like the immortal dew agar jelly.
The field is an endless wheat field, green wheat seedlings grow extraordinarily bright green, as if a green sea, far away, like a flawless emerald. A gust of wind blew, wheat seedlings in the breeze to people nodding, wheat wave undulation, like the lake ripples.
Such a wonderful view! I was a little reluctant to close the window.
"In the morning, I opened the door to the snow-covered mountains, and the snow was clear and the clouds were light and the sunlight was cold." What a beautiful snowy scene outside the window!
After I woke up in the morning, my grandmother told me that it was snowing outside and it was very, very cold. I ran to the window, it really snowed outside, the balcony above the white carpet, grandma raised flowers and plants above also have to be covered with snow, but this time the sky is not yet bright, the outside is dark, dark, only from the window especially close to the outside things can be seen. After a short while, the window gradually brightened, but still gray, but can see a little something. Slowly, it dawned, and on the far side, I could see a little bit of a reddish haze that lit up the gray sky. That meant the sun was about to come up. As the day got brighter and brighter, I still didn't see the sun, and my grandfather said that I couldn't see the sun because it was foggy outside.
I looked at the snow outside and it was no longer coming down. It was the first snow of this winter, but it fell so briefly. I heard someone saying, "Hurry up and come build a snowman!" So, I followed the sound of the past, from the window to look down, there are a few children below the pile of snowmen, there is a person clutched a little bit of snow in his hand to throw at another person, they look very happy to play, and I heard the sound of their laughter. Looking elsewhere, the cars below were covered with snow, and even the black cars were white. Even the black cars were white. The grass below was covered with snow, as if the earth had been covered with a thick blanket. In the distance, on the high buildings, there are two small birds flying over from time to time. This is a beautiful scene! What a silver world ah! After a short time, the snow gradually melted, turned into water, just to water the plants, but there are still some places have not melted, I really hope that there will be more snow!
The sky also gradually darkened, and once again there was a reddish haze in the distance, and this time it was much clearer to see, and the fog lifted.
The tip of the pen in the exercise book of the rustling sand kept dancing, sometimes quite strong, sometimes line like flowing water. Slowly, it seems to stop, oh, it turns out that the hand is sore. Watching the fingers flatten into pieces of meat, it took a long time to recover.
Looking around, I was most attracted to the Central Building, which I see almost every day. The constant flow of traffic under the window is occasionally punctuated by the sound of horns and a cacophony of voices, like a symphony of artistic colors.
Outside the window, the garlic plants planted by my grandmother are lush and green, and the long leaves are like green ribbons embracing each other in a gesture of friendship. There are also next to the tomatoes are beginning to poke their heads out, although it is difficult to see it, but the original green is still there. Every day in the homework tired, they can always bring me green mood.
"Central Building" towers over the road, the entire appearance of the green glass structure surrounded by the evening sun, that a golden light is the beauty of the landscape.
The sky is gradually darkened, the building below the square in groups of big moms came, all happy together. Some are practicing the dance, some in the leg pressure, and some in the dance than the sword, it is not lively. Not long after, the big sound started, passionate dance music mania up, big moms of the square dance began, the square is already lively. At this time, although the road vehicles can not be counted, but also just fleeting, all the focus is covered by the big mom square dance.
Every day is like this, and only today pay attention to observe, everyone began to busy, looking for the direction of happiness, for the happy tossing and turning, happiness so scene, each with its own color, no matter when, do not have to rush to go, stopping, that is, the scenery ......
Outside the window that is, the scene of the composition 5Last year, a winter, I got up early and pulled open the curtains to see the scene outside the window at this time, when I pulled open the curtains for a moment, I was blinded by the frost on the window. I opened the window and the view in front of me shocked me!
The mountains in the distance are all covered with goose feather-like snow, the number of mountains a little into ice sculpture, some of the snow cut a new shape. There are also some animal scurrying on the road at the foot of the mountain left footprints, and the children piled up the lovely little snowman. This scene is really like a beautiful picture ah!
In front of in and out of the building is also covered with snow, the high building as if painted with white makeup, and the mountains, trees, the sky into one, so I can not find it.
I looked to the other side, the green lawn is also covered with snow on the quilt, as if the green lawn is like a new white clothes, clean and dry can not help to dirty it.
On the side there are children and then pile snowman, some with a shovel and then shoveling snow, some wearing gloves with the hands of the snow rolled into a ball, some of the carrots to bring their own home in the snowman head to do the nose, there are also children with buttons to put it on the head of the snowman when the eyes, the picture of the joyful, look at them play so happy, I also followed the smile!
I'm looking forward to this year's snow to come earlier, I can not wait to build snowmen with friends, see the snow scene, snowball fights!
The sun was setting in the west, and the night was coming on, like a big spoon covering the sky in darkness. I lay on the windowsill of my room, enjoying the night view of the neighborhood. Outside the window, the tall buildings of the neighborhood were like a column of the sky, holding up the vast sky. "Optimus" on a "small square", flashing silver-white, yellowish, beige lights of different colors, bright and dark, like a lovely child, blinking their own bright, shiny, watery eyes. Each lamp, is a home, it is during the day in the life of the people struggling for life, schooling home of the soul, but who does not know, in the different colors of the lights, perhaps all contain an unknown story it!
"Optimus Prime", is a spacious road, street lamps emit a weak silver-white light, scattered on the road, illuminating a place ...... road, young and old, two by two, talking and laughing, a few mischievous children on the road to chase each other, the sound of laughter from time to time. The sound of laughter came into my ears from time to time. In the middle of the road, occasionally a few cars drove by, the red taillights are like moving torches in the dark night, gradually far away.
On the basketball court, a group of older children formed two teams and started a fierce basketball game. They chased after each other, played their real strength, let go of the ball, and tried to fight for the ball in the hands of the other side, the cheers of the goal and the sighs of the game lost from time to time echoed in the neighborhood.
Ah!
Early morning dawn, I pushed open the window to see, the sky is covered with gray clouds, some like a gray stallion, running freely in the sky; some like a bed-ridden lazy cat, as if carrying an elephant to come over; some like a beautiful dancer, or step in the joyful dance to come over. There was not a soul in the street below, and on a distant hill there was only a pine tree that rushed into the clouds and stood alone on the hill. That pine tree also stood on the hill like a soldier guarding his home.
After half an hour, the wind suddenly blew, but it was the harbinger of a storm! But the pine tree was hit by the wind, but still standing on the hill, too let me shocked. The dark clouds in the sky are also accumulating more and more, like a pile of playdough slowly piled up together into cumulonimbus clouds, the grass is also bending down, the leaves on the trees are also tightly grasping the branches of the trees, as if the wind and the fight for life, never give in.
In a short while, small drops of water slowly fell from the sky onto the leaves, the grass, and the ground. The little raindrops turned into a transparent needle. If it was winter, that rain would make people cold and creepy if it fell on them. And the pine tree was still standing there, straightening up, as it fought the storm.
The sun finally woke up in a daze and saved many little lives. In the end it was their unity that gained the ultimate victory, and the pine tree was still standing there.
After the rain, everywhere is full of spring and vitality.
The window is the scene essay 8I like to enjoy the scenery through the window, which can regulate my mood, relieve my study pressure, and let my mind roam free. In the distance, there is a forest of trees, trees next to each other, in close rows. The trees with fallen leaves look like geometric shapes, giving a different kind of beauty. Suddenly I found a bird's nest on the tree, birds chirping and singing by the nest, adding color to this winter. In front of the tree is a wheat field, wheat just grew out soon, winter wheat green, like to the earth a thin layer of carpet. In front of the wheat field there are some indomitable winter grass, in the cold wind proudly independent, people respect.
In the sky, the white clouds floating, they will become a lovely butterfly, dancing in the flowers, a little into a lively monkey, deftly climbing trees, and partners with the joy of the game, a little into a mighty lion, open the mouth of the blood basin rushed to me, scared me a jolt.
Suddenly, "Good ball, pass it to me", who is there? Oh! It turned out to be boys playing soccer! The two sides on the field you kick me sweep, fierce competition, captain Zhang Xu came to a reverse golden hook, the ball passed to the horse's feet, to score, only to see our class Li Meng students like a whirlwind, the left and right sides of the close co-operation with him, the ball is like sticking to his feet, in a swift and violent kick, the ball rushed to the other side of the goal, into the goal! Oh yeah! The cheers were loud and clear. I was proud of my classmate who scored the goal from the bottom of my heart.
The colorful scenery outside the window attracted me!
Looking out of the window, one can see the tall isolette, the light pink, tender, soft, especially striking.
From a distance, look at the heterocarpus, it looks like a brown pot-bellied vase with a small pink flower. Close up, the tree has a cone-shaped thorns, as if to give it a layer of armor. If you didn't look closely at the pink flower, it might look like a zinnia! That flower also has five petals, expanding from the stamen to in, warm and beautiful. The pink flowers, but also issued a burst of fragrance, attracted many bees and butterflies to murmur between the flowers.
Between October and December, it is the flowering period, when the flowers fall, those flowers are like a butterfly dance. Look, under the tree there is a little girl sitting on the bench under the tree is reading a book. At this time, the sun shines on the cottonwood tree, shines on the beautiful face of the little girl, as if they are gilded with a layer of gold.
Iso-Cottonwood results when it is in May, large and small fruits, one by one hanging in the tree, large fruits like grapefruit, small fruits like a cannonball head full of branches, interesting, autumn blowing, a few fruits fell down, in the ground playing a number of rolls. Pick up a fruit, peel off the skin, all inside is soft, like cotton, many grandmothers picked up to dry, stuff it into the pillowcase, sleep can be comfortable.
Looking out the window, it is still the same tall and beautiful cottonwood, pink dazzling, pink intoxicated.
The banyan tree unfolds its huge branches and leaves, the branches and trunks are blocked by the leaves, only when standing particularly close to the time to see clearly. The leaves are very dense, the color is like green ink spilled: dark green, emerald green, light green, tender green ...... from inside to outside, from dark to light. A gust of wind blew by, and from a distance, it looked like a little girl fiddling with her fluffy hair. The branches of the banyan tree have roots again, like the beard of an old grandfather. I remembered the past: I was very naughty when I was in the first or second grade, and when I passed by the banyan tree, I always liked to pull down one or two whiskers of the banyan tree, and when I pulled down the whiskers, the banyan tree's hair swayed twice. When I pulled down the "beard", the "hair" of the banyan tree swung twice, as if shouting "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
Next to the banyan tree there are several soft-leaved anemones, they have thin branches, sparse branches, dense leaves. When a gust of wind blew by, the branches and leaves swayed with the wind, like many fans shaking together.
Under the banyan tree, there is a flower, although it has not yet bloomed, but I have already imagined what it will look like when it blooms: half-open, half-full, like a shy little girl who wants to smile but does not dare to smile.
Early in the morning on a sunny day, the sun shines on the banyan tree, the leaves become crystal clear, the bugs drink the morning dew on the tree, the birds "chirp" on the branches of the chorus. Outside the window, in this sudden, become vibrant. The scenery outside the window made me think of Li Bai's poem: "Wisteria hanging in the clouds, flowers and vines are suitable for Yangchun. Dense leaves hidden song birds, fragrant wind to stay beautiful people."
The scene outside the window is the composition 11"Before I realized the pond spring grass dream, step in front of the sycamore leaves have been the sound of autumn". This beautiful scenery outside the window suggests to me that it is already autumn.
Looking out of the window, I saw a big tree, it stood upright, those leaves were like an umbrella, beautiful, that emerald green color, beautiful and fascinating, looking at it was like a big umbrella, protecting all the people hiding underneath. It was like a life force on its leaves and it allowed all the birds to settle down on it. It also has a lot of unknown fruits next to it, purple and purple like a small blueberry, lovely.
The sky was drizzling, the tree was smashed by the rain to the mess, but also the tree to the wet, the rain is completely a naughty child jumping down from the sky, do not listen to the cloud mother's advice from the sky to run down, ruthlessly smashed into the tree, the tree was smashed by the rain leaves scattered everywhere, the big tree is now turned into an umbrella for the umbrella people without a shield from the wind and the rain, the birds are also in a hurry towards the home on the tree to settle everywhere, each back to their respective homes. The birds also hurried towards their homes in the tree and went back to their own homes. After the rain, the leaves of the trees were knocked to the ground, as if they had been robbed by the sky, the birds on the branches of the tree flew out from their nests, which was really spectacular, and the people also thanked the tree for protecting them from the rain. The people also thanked the tree for protecting them from the rain. The tree was also bandaged with rope. The tree still stood upright every day and the animals around it people were thanking it. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the tree swayed as if to say hello to us.
The tree stands there forever, sheltering people from the wind and rain every day, and contributing to people.
In the evening, I stood by the window and watched the view.
The sun had withdrawn its blinding rays and was no longer as dazzling as it had been during the day. Little by little, like playing hide-and-seek, it first hid behind the tall buildings, then slowly moved to the front of the cottage, and finally disappeared under the horizon, leaving behind a sky full of red haze. The migratory birds circled in the sky for a while, and then flew towards the sky, I think its home must be there.
The red haze faded, and night crept in. Snap! Lights on, bridge lights, pavilion lights, street lights, building lights, coincidentally all bright, they decorate the world is so beautiful, so bright. Nearby the colored lights on the walls of the houses are like a colorful agate, radiating a brilliant luster. The lights on the roofs in the distance were like candles again, vaguely. The lights by the river are also bright, the light is reflected in the river, the breeze is light, it seems to be the colorful brocade in the fluttering.
The road is crowded with cars, and as far as I can see, the whole world has become a sea of lights, and this sea is how bright ah! Lift your head and look at the sky, the moon did not know when to rise, the moonlight is a little hazy. The "ancient mirror" is much less than a few days ago, but the game of chess has a few more "pieces", so that people suspect that the "ancient mirror" is the "ancient mirror" and the "ancient mirror" is lonely and envious of the "chess". "Because of the loneliness and envy of the game of chess" to cast a spell, but also become a "chess", mixed into the game of "chess".
To know the weather late in the fall. Just smell the wind, take a deep breath, you can feel that it is indeed much colder than the daytime. Cooking smoke, the smell of food accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus into the nose, I do not know which family's food want to crave me.
The doorbell rang, it is my father came back, my mother called me to eat dinner, I left the window with reluctance, the beauty of this dusk, I can only continue to recall in my mind.
The window that is the scene essay 13
"Peach blossoms outside the bamboo three or two branches, the spring river water warm ducks first know", the spring unconsciously came, I stood in front of the window, looking out of the scenery.
Outside the window there is a big tree standing up in the rain, some of its leaves have just grown out of the tender yellow and tender yellow, some are still so verdant, like a small fish swimming in the turquoise pond. It is also like a big umbrella for the grass next to it, I really want to kiss this big umbrella, hold it up for me to block the rain, the clouds in the sky are also changing, a moment into a lively puppy; a moment into a cute white rabbit; a moment into a stallion; a moment into a witty monkey, it is really interesting!
Outside the window there was a drizzle, drizzle like a naughty child, from the sky mother's embrace ran out in the world, the rain hit the leaves of the trees, the trees clattered, the leaves of the leaves for a while like a soup chicken; for a while like a puppy drenched in the rain; for a while like a small rabbit drooped down; the grass under the trees, trying to drink the water, like sucking the sky mother's milk, I really want to touch it, I want to touch it, I want to touch it. I really want to touch it. The rain got heavier and heavier, and the wind also came together at this time, as if saying, "Spring is coming, spring is coming! Wake up!" Small grass, small flowers and small trees, as if hearing the spring breeze aunt's call, are from the soil to poke their heads out, left to see, right to see, try to warm up, and then a petal bloom through, with this spring rain slowly stopped, the surrounding became quiet, the sun came out, the rainbow also came out, can be really beautiful ah! I love this rain!
I love spring, love everything in spring, love the trees in spring! Spring makes people happy and feel the vitality of everything in spring.
window that is the scene essay 14In the fall, the weather is getting cooler, I sat on the window sill, distressed over a matter of the heart, inadvertently looked out the window, I saw a picture ......
At first, I saw a big tree, what kind of a big tree is it? One branch pressed against another, intertwined. Although it is early fall, but the tree leaves withered, already half of the yellow leaves can not resist the coolness of autumn, fell to the ground. The stone table under the tree, there are some grandparents sitting at the stone table and chatting, a side of the children, in the big tree next to play and play, my ears, from time to time, their laughter. Suddenly, I saw a kitten jumped down from the leaves of the tree, the old grandfather at the stone table startled, picked up the cane and began to drive, the kitten as if frightened, jumped back to the leaves of the tree from the inside.
Then, I slowly looked into the distance, I saw a row of high-rise buildings, looks like residential buildings, I accidentally saw the balcony of a house: the balcony has a fluffy carpet, a white dog lazily lying on the top, a humorous father teasing the child is still swaddled. It seemed so peaceful. It's kind of a view, I guess.
Then, looking further away, I saw a burst of wavy curves, fixing my eyes on a group of rolling hills, due to the distance, there is a thin layer of fog over the top, but not very thick, I can see through the fog, that is very deep, but not lose the spirit of which green, a moment, my mood brightened.
I found that looking out of the window is much more effective than taking a nap. Autumn scenery is the most beautiful.
I slowly walked towards the window and saw the lush big trees, the leaves of which seemed to borrow some red from spring, some green from summer, some yellow from autumn, and some white from winter, which were more beautiful and lovely than the rainbow. As if the green ink bottle upside down, everywhere is green, but also as if there is a layer of green coat to cover it, and as if a green bed, above a flower petal in it to sleep, so that people can not help but marvel at the wonders of nature.
A gust of wind blew, the tree seems to greet passers-by, "chirp chirp ......" two birds flew to the tree, in the tree excitedly called up, and began to play in the tree, play. A group of small children ran over to the tree, a motions, the tree "rustle" sounded, there are many leaves fell, in the sunlight under the reflected light, glittering, as if the fairy accidentally dropped the pearl, the leaves fell to the ground, fell on the children's heads, fell in the nest of birds, and some fell on the roots of the tree. The roots there, which reminds me of the poem, "The red is not an unfeeling thing, for the spring mud more flowers". A wind blew again, the leaves on the ground like a naughty little friend, playing hide-and-seek in the air, this beautiful scene how not to call people marveled at it?
Autumn is not as lonely as people think, as long as the heart to feel, you will find the vibrant autumn and that different beauty.