1. Multi-sensory composition describing scenery 600
Blow a willow flute and hold spring in your mouth. A cheerful and refreshing song comes from the mouth of a shepherd boy riding an ox. In it, a vivid and vivid melodiousness is rendered. With the wind, it lightly passes through the bamboo forest and begins to spread to every corner of the world. It is like old friends meeting again, everything becomes bright and colorful, and spring is no longer Arrive by appointment.
Look, clusters and strings of bright yellow jasmine flowers are lying on the wall with a smile on their face, with a charming face like a trumpet, as if they are naughty children, a bit lively and a bit lively. It's so cute, those little ones are frowning, but it's a piece of music that fills the entire spring?
Look at the pink and light-colored rhododendrons that are coiled halfway up the mountainside. They are blooming on the branches and are quietly wearing countless red makeup, like a bride ready to be married. , with shy eyes and a smile on her face, quietly adding a lot of vivid beauty to spring.
The spring breeze attracts colorful butterflies with graceful makeup. You chase me and I chase you, dancing happily around the flowers as if in a hurry, towards the spring. Show off your beauty without hesitation, oh! Are they the legendary beautiful elves and spring dancers?
Spring is a beautiful thing!
Spring is a beauty that has not been reserved!
Hold a paintbrush, embed spring into the book, dye it bit by bit, and decorate the colors of spring. Look, the mountains in the distance are as green as black; the clear water is as bright as azure; there is no need for too many paintings. Pen and ink can outline a spring. Because spring is that simple. It always comes quietly when we don’t expect it!
A breeze can freeze the winding willow silk, hanging softly and endlessly graceful; the clean sky reflects the lake water, and the clear and sparkling brightness flows softly. .
At this time, hold a ray of breeze, pick up a bouquet of spring light, walk in the fields, put the spring flower crown on your head, I believe your mood must be beautiful; spread a bunch of laughter, step on The fragrance along the way, *** recited the poetry of spring, binding a page of hymns of birds singing and fragrance of flowers. What could be more cheerful than this?
Let’s cheer loudly: “Spring is here! Spring is here!” Let’s turn our excitement into songs and spread them throughout every corner of spring!
Not to mention the whispering swallows, the lively flowers, the rustling spring rain, the whispering spring breeze, and the laughing children, just the whispers of the lovers out for spring, laughing and lowering their eyebrows. , with a face full of spring, you can unleash your vitality without restraint.
Oh! Spring is a colorful picture that exaggerates interest!
In spring, we never make an appointment, because she is always by our side and in our hearts! 2. "Autumn" A 600-word composition should be described with multiple senses
"Autumn" - The fiery temper of the sun has been angry all summer. Under the comfort of the autumn wind, it is no longer stubborn and willful. Cicadas, who like to watch the excitement, are still hiding in the shade of the trees, but they have lost the energy to fan the flames. - Yes, they have been instigating the whole summer, the sun is tired, and it is time for cicadas to think about how to escape. The early autumn in the countryside is like a growing young man, with a warm romance and a fire-like enthusiasm for life. The wilderness is paved with thick green into a vast carpet, dotted with golden flowers in the ditch and roadside. Wild chrysanthemums vie with each other in the wind, and their mature beauty attracts beautiful and passionate butterflies to dance. This flower-hearted dance emperor on the dance floor, a romantic and passionate species, stops his beautiful dance steps from time to time and kisses the one he loves deeply. A certain flower whispered softly, as if making a promise for the next life. The different crops in the fields seemed to want to win a good reputation for themselves in front of their owners, so they spread their branches and leaves to their heart's content, bathing in the hot In the sunshine, they stand firm in the wind and rain, eagerly absorbing the nutrients of the earth to solidify their seeds; they are energetically making final preparations for the upcoming yield competition. The breeze brings coolness, and the sun becomes docile, always The noisy and cunning cicadas have unknowingly lost their traces. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a busy season for harvesting and sowing. The fields have lost the tranquility of the past and are full of busy figures. The joy of harvesting fruits fills people's hearts. The sound of laughter, accompanied by the roar of farm machinery, filled the whole sky. On a sunny day, on the roof of a flat house, under the eaves, and on the roadside, there was a patch of golden corn here, and a patch of peanuts with an earthy smell there. Sesame seeds squeezed their heads next to each other to form the top of the towers. Occasionally, a few naughty children, amidst the bluff shouts of adults, pulled out a sesame seed from the top of the tower, laughed, ran away, and then Several little guys each left a sesame seed with a smile on their face, divided it into two halves with their little hands, and skillfully put one half to their mouths. With a "pop" sound, more than a dozen snow-white sesame seeds exploded into their mouths. , occasionally one or two sesame seeds stick to the corner of the mouth, which will definitely make friends laugh and laugh... The sky is cloudy - thick cumulonimbus clouds, accompanied by a slightly cold wind, as I walk, the sky seems to have It was a lot shorter, which made people suddenly nervous; shovels, brooms, dustpans, everything that could be used were used. After a lot of work, this and that piece of seeds were piled up into small mountains. Mounds, and then cover them with colorful raincloth or milky white plastic film, forming beautiful big mushrooms. The raindrops dripped down and hit the colorful mushrooms, making a snapping sound, like playing music. A piece of light music to calm people's nervous mood. The raindrops gradually became denser. After a while, small rivers gathered on the ground, bypassing the mushrooms, following the low-lying places, and rushing into the ditches on the roadside. With the end of the autumn harvest, farmers who had not had time to rest began to get busy again. The long-lost rotary cultivator began to whir with black smoke and sang excitedly in the vast farmland. After a while, the withered and bleak clothes of the entire farmland disappeared and were replaced by a light yellow gauze, which became plump and soft. When you step on it, you will see a deep footprint. "When the cold dew comes to frost, don't panic when planting wheat." Shang Farmers who are intoxicated with the joy of autumn harvest broadcast the seeds of hope according to the season, and place their dreams on this land of fat coats. Late autumn is the season of poets, and its beauty lies in the artistic conception and desolation. The sky is high and the clouds are clear, The water gradually became clearer, and the once lush and green leaves were now a few sparse and dry. The green carpet that was once spread on the earth was also mottled by the west wind, except for the faded green in the wheat fields that gave the earth a little bit. The world is desolate and cold after prosperity. All this brings a kind of desolate melancholy, a kind of lonely contemplation, and a kind of "stop talking" to the sentimental poet. 3. Multi-sensory description of the river in my hometown, a 600-word composition for the second grade of junior high school
My grandfather’s hometown is a small mountain village located in Qiantan County, surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Although I have left there for two or three years, I still miss the plants and trees there, and even more the charming river. The river is so beautiful.
It is clear, quiet and fascinating. From a distance, it is as green as an emerald ribbon, winding around the small mountain village; from a close look, it is so clear that you can see the fish and shrimp on the bottom of the river. At night, the crescent moon is reflected on the clear river. It is so beautiful and gentle. The river is even more charming at this time.
Miss Chun’s rustling footsteps are approaching. The infinitely bright spring scenery on the fields makes the river even more enchanting.
The grass on the shore not only secretly emerges from the soil, but also dances lightly in the spring breeze. The grass looked like a green velvet blanket under the sunlight, and we sat, lay, and rolled on it.
Groups of cattle and sheep were grazing and drinking water by the river, and the lambs were calling their mothers by the river. Along the river bank, rows of weeping willows sprouted green buds.
The branches stretched into the cool river, as if shaking hands with the river cordially. Cuckoos and magpies jumped on the branches and sang crisp, melodious and beautiful songs.
The lively and cute little swallows flew across the sparkling water from time to time. A breeze blew by, causing ripples on the water.
The green mountains and green waters reflected in the water sometimes expand, sometimes shrink, and sometimes gather together. Spread out in a while.
In summer, the river has become our paradise. After school in the afternoon, the children took off their clothes and ran. When they reached the river, they jumped in.
Some are playing "dog paddles", some are "floating in their intestines", and some are swimming back and forth in the river like loaches. Snow-white waves splashed in the river.
The laughter of my friends and the splashing sound of water are intertwined, like a beautiful pastoral symphony. Whenever this time, I am extremely happy.
Charming river, how much joy you brought to my childhood. In the cool autumn, the fish and shrimps in the river are fat, and we always build dams in the river to catch fish.
Every time we come back, our baskets are filled with lively fish and shrimps. At this time, we are so happy.
The golden rice in the distance seemed to be intoxicated by the sound of joy, nodding and waving frequently. The small river in winter is sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, depending on the amount of rainfall.
The river is still flowing into the distance. Xiaohe, I know you understand that you are very small and not as majestic as those famous rivers in Shougang. You also understand that your contribution to mankind is not as great as the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
But you don’t feel inferior, and you always flow into the distance silently. , your spirit of constant self-improvement is worthy of my admiration.
From you, I gained the courage and strength to forge ahead. Ah, I love you - charming river. 4. Multi-sensory description of the river in my hometown, a 600-word composition for the second grade of junior high school
My grandfather’s hometown is a small mountain village located in Qiantan County, surrounded by mountains and rivers. Although I have left there for two or three years, I still miss the plants and trees there, and even more the charming river.
The river is so beautiful. It is clear, quiet and fascinating. From a distance, it is as green as an emerald ribbon, winding around the small mountain village; from a close look, it is so clear that you can see the fish and shrimp on the bottom of the river. At night, the crescent moon is reflected on the clear river. It is so beautiful and gentle. The river is even more charming at this time.
Miss Chun’s rustling footsteps are approaching. The infinitely bright spring scenery on the fields makes the river even more enchanting. The grass on the shore sometimes secretly emerges from the soil, dancing lightly in the spring breeze. The grass looked like a green velvet blanket under the sunlight, and we sat, lay, and rolled on it. Groups of cattle and sheep were grazing and drinking water by the river, and the lambs were calling their mothers by the river. Along the river bank, rows of weeping willows sprouted green buds. The branches stretched into the cool river, as if shaking hands with the river cordially. Cuckoos and magpies jumped on the branches and sang crisp, melodious and beautiful songs. The lively and cute little swallows flew across the sparkling water from time to time. A breeze blew by, causing ripples on the water. The green mountains and green waters reflected in the water sometimes expand, sometimes shrink, and sometimes gather together. Spread out in a while.
In summer, the river has become our paradise. After school in the afternoon, the children took off their clothes and ran. When they reached the river, they jumped in. Some are "dog-pawing", some are "floating with large intestines", and some are shuttling back and forth in the river like loaches. Snow-white waves splashed in the river. . The laughter of my friends and the splashing sound of water are intertwined, like a beautiful pastoral symphony. Whenever this time, I am extremely happy. Charming river, how much joy you brought to my childhood.
In the cool autumn, the fish and shrimps in the river are fat. We always go to the river to build a dam to catch fish. Every time we come back, our baskets are filled with lively fish and shrimps. At this time, we are so happy. The golden rice in the distance seemed to be intoxicated by the sound of joy, nodding and waving frequently.
Depending on the amount of rainfall, the river in winter is sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow. The river is still flowing into the distance.
Xiaohe, I know you understand that you are very small and not as majestic as those famous rivers in Shougang. You also understand that your contribution to mankind is not as great as that of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. But you don't feel inferior, you always flow into the distance silently. , your spirit of constant self-improvement is worthy of my admiration. From you, I gained the courage and strength to forge ahead.
Ah, I love you - charming river. 5. A 600-word essay on the unforgettable reunion dinner in junior high school, using a variety of action descriptions and sensory descriptions
The Chinese New Year is a very happy thing for our children, as we can get a generous amount of lucky money. You can also have a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner.
Eating New Year’s Eve dinner is the most lively and happy time for every household on New Year’s Eve. On New Year’s Eve, the table is filled with sumptuous New Year’s dishes. The whole family is reunited, sitting around the table and having the reunion dinner. The sense of fulfillment in my heart is really indescribable. People not only enjoy the table full of delicacies, but also enjoy the happy atmosphere.
Today is New Year's Eve. On weekdays, adults are busy with work and children go to school all day long. There are too few opportunities for relatives and friends to get together. A warm New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve is very rare. On New Year's Eve, no matter how far apart they are or how busy they are at work, people always want to return to their homes and have a reunion dinner.
This year, my uncle who works out of town is back, and my parents who are working in Texas are also back. When we came back from buying New Year pictures, we saw grandma busy in the kitchen as soon as we entered the door. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and many dishes that were delicious, delicious, and delicious. Grandpa I also took out two bottles of Maotai.
Mom and Dad quickly put down their things and went to the kitchen to help grandma. When the pointer just pointed to eight o'clock, our family's New Year's Eve dinner began. The elders toasted blessings and chatted at the dinner table, while my sister and I ate those delicious meals with relish. We followed the example of adults, holding up drinks to wish our grandparents good health and all the best, and we also poured wine for them. Their weather-beaten faces were filled with happy smiles. Later, while the grandparents were talking, they talked about what happened when they were young. Grandpa said that when he was a child, his family was very poor and they usually ate braised vegetables every meal. Only during the Chinese New Year could they eat a small piece of meat. It’s not like we eat nutritious meals every meal now, and we still wait for such a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner during the Chinese New Year. After listening to it, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion: Yes, how happy we are to live in this era! We should study hard, serve the motherland when we grow up, and make the motherland's future better.
While we were eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, we watched the Spring Festival Gala. Bursts of laughter came from our home from time to time. This was truly an unforgettable New Year’s Eve dinner. 6. An essay for each sense
Primary school students’ essays often feel dry and empty. Therefore, teachers ask them to read more and practice more, but these two things are not easy to achieve. Primary school students have the nature that children should have, and their minds are difficult for adults to understand. In addition to reading and writing training, teachers should also teach children to use some writing skills based on existing knowledge to increase the observability of their compositions. In this way , can increase children's interest in writing and reduce the pain of the writing process. Most people have five senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch and taste. Allowing students to use these five senses to write will have better results. There are many primary school compositions Compositions for propositions fall into three categories: chronicling events, writing about people, and describing scenes. Take the composition "Autumn Outing" as an example. Primary school students like to play, like new things, and like natural landscapes that are rarely seen in ordinary times. They like to shout. , run wildly, see with your eyes, listen with your ears, smell with your nose, and start picking, you will definitely feel happy. The teacher only needs to teach them to arrange the structure of the composition. Use vision at the beginning of the composition: look at the sky, the autumn air is crisp, the sun is warm , brilliant, the sky is clear blue, a few clouds are fluttering, some like... Then use your hearing: listen to the wind in the field, the sound of the wind blowing through the woods, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and the sound of the birds. Sing, listen to the sound of little feet stepping on withered grass and fallen leaves, listen to everyone's laughter... Next, touch: the autumn wind blows on the body, which makes the hair and clothes flutter. Pick up a fallen leaf and touch the veins on it. , brush the rough tree trunks, find a piece of grass to sit down for a picnic, and feel the warmth and solidity brought by the sun and the earth... There is no need to have too much smell and taste in the article, and the timing of their appearance is also very free. When you look at the sky, you can smell the sunshine, You can smell the fragrance of wild flowers on the grass, walk in the forest full of fallen leaves, and smell the fragrance of earth. Sitting on the grass and eating, the delicious food will surely tempt your nose deeply and make your mouth feel more relaxed. The sense of taste is greatly satisfied. The senses also play a great role in recording and writing about people. "Listening to people's words, observing people's actions, speaking their own words, and thinking about their own things" all require mobilizing the five senses of the young author. . Most narrative articles should use sight and hearing. Eyes witness the development of things, and ears record other people's words. With the description of psychological activities, the composition will not be too blunt. When writing about people, you should pay attention to details. Details come from observation. Use your eyes to see. , listen with your ears, feel with your heart, and use your head to think about what kind of person this is. To sum up, not every article must use all five senses, and the order in which the five senses appear is not fixed. Feelings can It can be real or illusory (a psychological work produced through brain processing, such as smelling the fragrance of sunlight with your nose). Teaching primary school students to use their senses to write will reduce their resistance. One more technique, one more It's wonderful.
7. I’m begging for an essay. Requirements: Hands that use multiple senses such as sight, hearing, smell, etc. to describe the ginkgo leaves in autumn. The autumn girl came happily dancing a graceful waltz. The leaves gradually faded away. It lost its green luster and unknowingly put on a golden dress. I took off a piece, put it in my hand and stroked it carefully. It was not smooth, but not rough either. The autumn wind took away its moisture. , a bit hard. There was a small crack in the middle of the leaf, as if someone had accidentally torn it apart. I looked at the leaf toward the sun, and the meridians on the leaf were clearly displayed. It looked like human blood vessels. ! I put the leaves in front of my nose and took a deep breath. The faint fragrance entered my lungs leisurely. It was the smell of nature. The leaves of the tree were like small unfolded fans and beautiful butterflies. , resting quietly on the branches. The leaves are green in spring and plump in summer. In autumn, the leaves of ginkgo come in many colors, some are green with yellow, some are half yellow and half green, and some are all yellow. Sunshine When the sun shines in, the leaves are dazzling in the sunshine, as if lovely life is leaping among the branches; the leaves that are not illuminated by the sun are swaying on the branches not to be outdone. When the wind comes, they will take the opportunity to get closer, Whispering in the "rustling" ground, some reluctantly left the embrace of the tree, dancing and falling leisurely in the air... After the wind passed, they returned to calm, as if they were immersed in their own reverie, silent. These ginkgo leaves do not know what death is, nor do they know that spring will come again. They are born for the big tree, and countless leaves do the same job - dedicating the milk of life to the big tree. These leaves are very simple, alive It must be unknown and unassuming. However, this humble leaf can report the news of spring to people, bring people hope and joy; it can also provide people with green shade to rest when the sun is scorching; when autumn comes, it Be willing to sacrifice yourself, return to the roots of the big tree, and return to the embrace of the earth. The ginkgo leaves in autumn are far less vibrant than the leaves in spring and summer, but they are full of maturity! Because it understands dedication, it is as it is now, selflessly and silently dedicating itself to the reincarnation of life. The cold wind blows, and the golden ginkgo leaves fall down, as if telling a beautiful story... 8. Use multi-sensory descriptions in campus compositions
The writing of articles can mobilize multiple senses to describe the scenery, or it can be done without sight.
Human senses include: smell - nose, vision - eyes, taste - mouth and tongue, hearing - ears, touch - many parts of the body. In this way, apart from vision, there are many senses, and wonderful articles can also be written. For example, Liu Zongyuan's "Ode to the Sound of Autumn" describes the scenery basically through listening. Li Zhao's "Li Mou Plays the Flute at Night" "Li Mou was playing the flute in Guazhou on an autumn night, and the boat was very narrow. When the tune was first played, the crowd stopped. As he continued to play, a breeze came. After a while, all the people in the boat complained. The sound of sighing and weeping. "The scenery here is all heard.
The blind poet Zhou Jiadi lost his bright eyes, but he saw the world more thoroughly.
In literary creation, the thinking of writers and poets is extremely active. People's various feelings borrow from each other and communicate with each other. The poet's sense organs should communicate openly with each other in the poem. Just as Liu Xie said, "Poets feel things and make endless connections." When the poet's emotions are surging, the connection between his hearing, smell, vision, taste, and touch becomes very close and sensitive. Thus, in the poet's wandering world, sounds took on shapes, flowers took on singing, and fragrance took on colors...
It is called "transception" or "synaesthesia" in rhetoric. For example: The spring breeze turns green on the south bank of the river" (Wang Anshi: "Boating at Guazhou") The author changes the tactile spring breeze into a visual "green" image, making people strongly feel the charm of spring.
" Like cicadas sitting on a tree in the forest, / pouring out sounds like lilies. "("Homer's Epic") The sound is deformed into flowing liquid with the scent of lilies. The poet uses visual images to describe the beauty of the sound. If it were not for the help of other senses to deform the image of the poem, the sound would be simply indescribable. Nominal.