Writing Scenery on the First Day of Junior High School 1 An Aomei in the ice and snow is a touch to spring; A lotus flower living in the mud is moved by summer; A Jin Ju in the rustling autumn wind is moved by autumn; A cedar in a thousand miles of ice is moved by winter. In that class, the class teacher showed us the video "The Light of the Cave", which moved the teachers and students.
In my opinion, this is not only a video, but also the most meaningful education lesson in life. It tells the story of six delinquent teenagers who lived different lives in poor caves. Delicious, easy to live, fun, not at all here. I have to get up before dawn every day. The two-hour mountain road, such a backward mountain village, is very enthusiastic about people and takes out all the things I can get started. This scene makes people cry and teaches us a lot.
When a person's body and mind are shocked, he will know how to manage his own life and understand the true meaning of life. Since then, students have made great changes in their lives and studies. On our teacher's desk, everyone can see: I visit myself three times a day. Getting is equal to thinking and doing. There are five inequalities and students' goals. The head teacher teaches more diligently and makes spare time every day to make up for our shortcomings.
If you believe that there are so many today, please look at your life. If you don't work hard now, the opportunity will pass you by; If you don't cherish it now, you won't know it until you lose it. Because you don't know how many people behind you want to surpass you and replace you. Only through continuous learning can you shape yourself better.
Be grateful to the person who stumbles you, who tempered your legs; Be grateful to those who laugh at you, who strengthen your will; Be grateful to all those who have helped you grow up in your life journey.
Ash, although it will be extinguished, has been burned after all; Meteor, although it will eventually fall, it is bright after all; Falling flowers, although it is inevitable to fall off branches, can be fragrant after all; In fact, moving is as simple as that, which comes from smiling and spreads throughout life.
In the evening, a red sun slowly slipped and dyed the western sky red. A touch of magnificent rosy clouds floating in the air, woven into one after another colorful clothes, what a beautiful scenery! I can't help thinking of Li Shangyin's poem: The sunset is infinitely good, buried by the coming night. But I think, as long as we know how to treasure, we can still keep the charming sunset photos!
In my heart, I also cherish a touch, that is, a broad back ...
I remember that night, a curved boat was hanging in the night sky, and the flickering stars around it blinked naughtily. My father, my mother and I were walking around the street talking and laughing. Dad walked beside me, pulling me with a rough big hand. His broad back shook slightly, but he was so steady.
When we reached the intersection, an electric car suddenly rushed towards us, only to hear my mother scream "Wow". Suddenly, an inexplicable fear hit my heart, and I suddenly closed my eyes, and my eyes were dark. But then I narrowed my eyes to see what happened. I saw that a familiar figure rushed over from my right side with a swish, and a hand stretched out to the left, which was so strong. Suddenly, a mountain seemed to stand up in front of my mother. Fortunately, the electric car finally bypassed us and drove forward.
The danger has passed, take a deep breath and we will continue to walk forward. Mother smiled and said, "Look, this is another composition material". I nodded slightly, yes, that figure made me unforgettable for a long time. I finally know that my father can stand in front of us for the safety of my mother and me. At a critical moment, he only has his wife and children in his heart. He interprets the meaning of "love" concretely and thoroughly. Isn't this the most touching aspect of a real man?
The stars in the sky are still shining, so I slowed down, walked behind my father and looked at him carefully: my black hair was mixed with a few strands of white silk, but my feet were still vigorous and vigorous. And that big, wobbly back. Looking at it, the corners of my eyes are getting moist and my vision is getting blurred.
Dad is busy at work, doesn't go home often, and doesn't care too much about me. I have always equated him with indifference. Maybe in his view, it's called keeping a low profile. Thanks for this walk, I have a new understanding of him, and I will cherish this touch forever.
Blood-like setting sun has disappeared in the horizon, and the sky full of sunset clouds has gradually subsided and lost its color. But I have no regrets, because I have treasured it, not with a camera or a brush, but with my heart.
Tears flowed from my eyes, and my heart was moved inexplicably. At that moment, everyone was shocked by this scene. -Inscription
Life is like a movie with twists and turns, and colorful shots make up our colorful life, which also shows countless touches. I was addicted to the scenes that fascinated me, but I unconsciously remembered that past.
The north wind is blowing the earth, and there are few pedestrians on the street. However, just around the corner of the road, the business of a beef shop is booming, and it is full of people who drink beef soup to keep warm. Correspondingly, the two cows tied not far away will become people's "good meals". Two cows, one big and one small, one brown and one yellow, the calf snuggled up to the old cow, and the old cow looked at the calf lovingly. Obviously, they are mother and son, and their affection for each other is really exciting.
When the sharp knife fell to the ground with a bang, several people from the beef shop went to them together. Obviously, they won't live long. The calf may feel that he is in an unfavorable situation, and tears flow out in large quantities, and fear and helplessness are clearly revealed in his big eyes. The old cow looked at her child crying and shed bitter tears, but what was revealed in her eyes was worry and love. When the calf looked up and saw his mother crying, he wiped the tears in his mother's eyes with the hair on his head, which was clearly to wipe the tears for his mother! The old cow stopped crying and bowed her head to wipe the tears from the child's eyes. In this way, two cows, the mother and son, still support a love sky for each other when the crisis comes.
The onlookers were shocked and stood there for half a minute without moving. A moment later, there was a loud cry from the crowd: "Give the cows a chance to live, as they let us know about love."
I turned and left, and recorded that touching moment in my heart. I don't know the fate of those two cows, but I wish them well in my heart.
Look at the world with loving eyes, and you will be moved everywhere. Please cherish the touch of vitality when you experience it.
-Postscript
On October 1st, I had a seven-day holiday, and my mother took me to my uncle's house in Tianjin.
Big Uncle took us to Guwen Street.
We drove along the Haihe River to the street of Wenhua Street. As soon as we entered, we saw the famous snack of Wenhua Street. I bought a cotton candy, which was white and sweet. We also tasted the famous 18th Street Twist and Erduoyan Fried Cake. Going further inside, the goods are dazzling, dazzling, red, green and colorful. It seems that dozens of eyes can't see them, because today is a holiday, and there are so many people who come here to play. If I'm not careful, I'll get lost. I'm following my uncle closely, and I'm afraid I'll lose my sight.
I turned around all afternoon, and I was really tired. When I finally came out, my uncle bought me a sugar blower made of clay figurines, and my grandfather blew me a white rabbit to eat radishes. I really couldn't bear to eat it, because it was so cute. Finally, I decided to put it on display at home.
So the fun day passed.
The first day of writing landscape composition article 3 autumn
When the green leaves on the branches are dyed golden, when we look up and see the last wild goose returning to the south, and when the harvest song played by the harvester rings in our ears, past experience tells us that another autumn has arrived.
I love this autumn, and I love its beauty. It is this beauty that makes me feel the royal temperament. I love this autumn and its desolation. It is this desolation that makes it more beautiful. I love this autumn, and I love its richness. It is this richness that makes me feel the charm of Chunhua Qiushi.
When I came to the countryside, the first thing that caught my eye was a large piece of golden rice. When the autumn wind blew, there were waves of golden waves, which were beautiful! The farmer's uncle bowed his head and bent over, and was collecting rice hard. Harvesters are driving in the fields, and the performers sing "Harvest Songs" one after another. Although I can't see the expression on the farmer's uncle's face, I think they must be enjoying the joy brought by autumn at this moment! Look, the pepper under the eaves is flushed with autumn kisses, like a string of red firecrackers. The corn is ripe, and the plump and golden corn kernels show people the unique beauty of autumn.
I was walking on a path covered with fallen leaves, and when I saw these leaves, I couldn't help sighing. As soon as the autumn wind blows, a few fallen leaves dance in the air like yellow butterflies, falling one after another. I crouched down and gently picked up a fallen leaf. "Is your life just gone?" I secretly sighed. Suddenly, I saw beautiful chrysanthemums blooming in the cool autumn wind. It suddenly occurred to me that Gong Zizhen once said that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud can protect flowers more". I was shocked at once, and I was shocked by the selfless dedication of these fallen leaves! Maybe these fallen leaves have turned into these beautiful flowers!
Strolling to the orchard, colorful rendering of my eyes. Qiu is a senior makeup artist. She paints apples red, oranges Huang Cancan and grapes purple. How beautiful!
I love autumn, its splendor, its desolation, its shock and its richness ...
We are a boat cruising, and we conjure up countless strange sails with our wishes. Forward, islands, peeping eyes, forward, one by one, a pair of seductive arms swaying. In the mist around, there are exciting winds blowing, and the waves at the foot are waiting for our choice-
Where is the bay of the heart sea?
Where is Gulangyu Island of Life?
Always move forward, but not every direction is connected with the home; Hundreds of toilets compete, but not every sail can lean to the harbor of dreams as expected. Ning' an, which has a nest of self, also has the noise of everyone; There is the Arc de Triomphe of the University, the blood color of ancestors, and the luster of "imported goods"; There are golden desires, inclined beliefs in the flame of cigarettes ... and the famous fame, and the road leading there is crowded with all kinds of ships. There are countless longings that turn into bright stars here, and more
Countless ships have run aground and sunk here-
This is the arena of wisdom.
This is also a confusing array that engulfs the aura.
Looking at the sea of life, there is sunshine and twilight. In order to have a satisfactory role and a more solid life, we, take the helm in our hands! There-
It's not all a sea of hearts.
Gulangyu Island is not all about life.
"People can't just have their own eyes, and they can't leave too many eyes for themselves." At this time, I want to say to you-when you slam the door outside the garden with the invitation of birds chirping (that's the door of life and the door of your heart), I want to touch your window lightly and lean over your ear-you might as well open the doors and windows, and you might as well come out for a walk.
A person is a world, but an isolated person is not a complete world. A person's eyes have unique discoveries, but a pair of isolated eyes will not have real insights, let alone the joy of eyes meeting and colliding, and the beautiful gains about themselves, others and this season in the collision and intersection.
This season, there are flowers and birds singing intoxicating, and there are dancing fires burning brightly in the night calling you ...
Remember? Yellow River Beach. Cover the fire party The red flame reflects the people in high spirits and the hearts shaken by joy. Laughter touches laughter and eyes touch eyes. It is your modern dance that is crazy and warm, pushing the atmosphere of the party to a climax. Everyone couldn't help it, and they rushed up, holding you as the leader and forming a long dragon team. In the music, they danced around the fire and turned in circles. Happy songs, full of vitality, are thrown into the deep and boundless sky. Ah, this carnival spring night, the stars seem to be swaying, and the earth seems to be shaking ...
Writing Scenery in the First Day of Junior High School Article 5 just talked about the shortness of autumn, which is fleeting, and suddenly it is beginning of winter again. Winter came quietly like this.
The wind blowing from the north smells of some snow, but it is fresh and cold. He designed a beautiful track to make those Ye Er dance the last waltz. Even if some people don't want to dance, they are listless and half hanging on the branches, half green and half yellow, feeling a little dangerous. Like a person crossing a wooden bridge in a strong wind, he is afraid of falling and has to keep his balance. As a result, I accidentally joined the dancers.
In the morning, all the sky is gray. Before the sun "gets up", the surrounding trees and buildings are all covered with a thin layer of smoke, and the wind can't blow away. When the sun came out, the thin smoke dispersed, but he didn't warm the cold wind. My hands were "soaked" in the ice wind all day and never warmed up.
In the afternoon, the sun went home early again. "Is he afraid of cold, too?" Moon asked. But she is also watching alone.
I like it best when the moon just rises. There is still a dark red sky hanging in the west. But in the dark red communication place is a deep blue of Ming Che. The moon rises from there, it is a curved crescent moon, and there is a bright star not far from her. I looked up and stared at the western sky for a long time just to see her again.
The gray of early winter can't cover her. I wonder if I can see such a beautiful night and such a perfect month again.
For the first time, I found that the night is beautiful in the long and gray winter.
Writing Scenery in Grade One 6 1. This article is vivid and distinct, especially good at grasping the characteristics of scenery, using rhetorical devices such as metaphor and parallelism to make the writing smooth, and the author's attachment to his hometown is vividly on the paper.
2. The opening of this short essay about scenery is marked with concise language. Describing watching fireworks shows in chronological order; Describe the night scene of fireworks blooming vividly and clearly; At the end, I skillfully combine my own poems with the quoted ancient poems to make the finishing point, which is rich in meaning. In short, it is an excellent work that can capture the characteristics of the scenery.
This article can be regarded as a masterpiece of autumn scenery's prose. At the beginning of the article, the topic is directly pointed out, laying the tone of the full text. Then, the author describes the beauty of sadness, tenderness, affection and beauty in autumn with a beautiful pen like a flower, with distinct layers. Language uses personification, metaphor, parallelism, vivid images, appropriate words, elegance, conciseness and elegance.
4. The language of this landscape prose is elegant. Reading the article is like enjoying a painting. The beautiful scenery of spring is pleasing to the eye and memorable. The author is like a spring traveler, sometimes sighing with the rain, sometimes dancing with the green, and sometimes dancing with the wind. How can people not "cherish" the misty and rainy spring in the south of the Yangtze River! Round head and tail, rigorous structure and rich imagination.
5. This essay describing the scenery depicts the beautiful scene of the quiet winter snow dancing alone in the air. Beautiful language, strong sense of rhythm, with a large number of metaphors throughout the anthropomorphic description of things of various modalities, vivid image. The article is full of scenes, and the author's love is self-evident.
6. In spring, overlooking the white clouds, calling in the green hills, rippling in the sea, and staying in my heart forever-the little author weaves an essay with beautiful writing and far-reaching artistic conception with such an idea, such a theme and such a language, which is enlightening and exciting after reading! Interspersed with ancient examples, the article goes beyond the general praise of spring, showing the author's unique thinking and profound thinking. The language is vivid and poetic.
7. This article is vivid and vivid, with distinct levels. It is especially good at grasping the different colors of autumn scenery, using rhetorical devices such as metaphor and personification to make the writing smooth, and the author's love and praise for golden autumn.
8. This article uses personification, metaphor and other rhetorical devices to describe the Mid-Autumn Moon, which is vivid. The beginning and end of the article echo each other and take care of the topic. This article uses the rhetorical devices of quotation in many places. It is rich in content, exquisite and meticulous in structure, and it is a good article.
9. According to the overall structure of the total score, this article depicts the beautiful picture of the alma mater in the morning in a hierarchical manner in chronological order. The language is concise, vivid and beautiful. The article contains feelings in the scene, and the scene blends with each other. At the end, it ends with feelings in the scene, and the lingering sound is lingering. It can be said that it is a relatively good exercise.
10. This essay on scenery vividly depicts the beautiful scenery at sunset. The author uses the writing method of changing scenery, following the fading sunset, and depicts the beauty of change when the sunset sets, which is quite wonderful. What is even more amazing is that a group of old people are dancing yangko in the afterglow of the sunset, which is really "to see the sun, for all his glory"!
1 1. Moonlit Night is a landscape prose that is good at mobilizing readers' imagination and various senses by creating an atmosphere. The article's exquisite description and feelings of the scenery under the moonlight and the use of a large number of rhetorical devices seem to make people see the beautiful bright moon and the quiet and safe scenery under the moon. The quotation of ancient poetry in the article adds a distant, mysterious and gentle color to the whole text.
12. This article is full of scenes, vivid and distinct, especially good at grasping the characteristics of sunshine and fog in winter, using rhetorical devices such as metaphor and personification to make the writing smooth, and the author's attachment to winter in his hometown is vividly on the paper.
13. This is a narrative of scenery. The author observes Jiuzhaigou with a unique vision, and Jiuzhaigou has a soul in the author's pen. We seem to be in this fairyland-like place full of poetry and painting, and the language is fresh and natural, which is quite a bit of prose. It is a masterpiece!
14. This scenery writing composition has accurate words and beautiful language, and the use of rhetoric such as metaphor and quotation makes the article even more icing on the cake. Expressed the author's love for Nanbei Lake. The young author felt the beauty of the mountain when he climbed the mountain, the beauty of the lake when he looked at it, and the vastness of the sea when he looked at it. Indeed, Nanbei Lake and his party were "glad you came"!
15. This is a lyrical prose, with a point at the beginning, a straightforward description and rich imagination, which arouses readers' interest in reading. In particular, the use of reduplicated words has a sense of rhythm, rich in musical beauty, bold and novel ideas and originality.
There are many bridges in my hometown to facilitate the traffic of the citizens, and each bridge is so spectacular. At night, when the night falls, the brightly lit bridge is particularly shocking against the deep river. Bridges in my hometown are so beautiful, but I like Tongde Bridge best.
In order to observe and understand the structural characteristics of this bridge carefully, on Friday afternoon, my mother and I went to the rhinoceros embankment to watch it. From a distance, the whole bridge is tied to the columns at both ends of the river like a rainbow belt. Under the bridge, cylindrical columns extend into the river to support the bridge. The traffic on the bridge deck and the beautiful scenery of the wetland park below constitute a prosperous and beautiful picture of the bridge flowing water to people.
Walking, my mother and I came to the bridge deck of Tongde Bridge. Tongde Bridge is about 3000 meters long, with sidewalks on both sides and gray railings on both sides, which may be to prevent safety accidents. There is a driveway in the middle, which is lower than the sidewalk, about 18 meters wide and covered with asphalt. The street lamp posts and decorative lights designed on both sides of the bridge deck are very creative, and the bulbs form flowers one by one. There are also two sightseeing platforms on both sides of the bridge. If you go sightseeing on them, you must have a different view.
After seeing the bridge deck, I came under the bridge again. Looking closely, the cylindrical bridge column is about 5 meters thick, one at each end, and the pier is embedded between the bridge columns. It looks like a boat. There are about 13 vertical bridges and 7 cross beams, which intersect to form a rectangle. The length of the rectangle is about 2 meters, the width is about 1 meter, and the height is about 1 meter. I counted it, and there are about 78 rectangles. I stood under the bridge and looked forward, and found that the pier looked like a seat and a pavilion. Looking farther away, these bridge columns seem to be close together, but in fact the distance between these bridge columns is about 12 meters, which is the visual deviation. At the bottom of this bridge, I walked up and down, thinking, how can these cement columns have so much strength to jack up this bridge? How did they get buried in the river? This is probably the masterpiece of the bridge designer.
After seeing this bridge, I was even more impressed with it. Because of these bridges, our traffic is more convenient. They are quietly located on the river, adding all kinds of luster to the city. I like the bridges in my hometown best. They are really cute, aren't they?