1. Looking for an essay describing the winter in Fuzhou
Winter in Fuzhou
Winter in Fuzhou is also quite cold, especially in the south of the Yangtze River where there is no heating. In this place, the coldness is beyond imagination.
Bordering the sea and facing the river, this city always has abundant water vapor, making its winters a little more humid and solemn. For more than ten days in a row, the sky has always been gloomy, and the mottled shadows of the trees have become a luxury. The cold naturally roams the streets and alleys of the city without fear.
All in all, it has been a long time since I spent a winter in the south. My impression of winter is still the icy and snowy scenes and the unforgettable coldness in the north. Especially more than ten years ago, when the climate was not yet troubled by global warming, winter seemed to mean gray skies and tireless northwest winds, footprints in the snow and ice hanging under the eaves. Thick big-toe shoes and cleft hands mean piles of potatoes, cabbage and carrots in the kitchen, which means a long time from the end of October to the beginning of February. However, once it starts snowing, I feel so happy. The feet squeak on the thick snow, rolling snowballs, making snowmen, and having snowball fights. All the monotony and boringness about winter disappear in the joy of snow.
As for the winter in Fuzhou, I think it lacks some of the temperament that winter should have, probably because there is no snow. After all, snow in winter is like stars in the night sky. Without it, it is not charming enough; like salt in dishes, without it, there is no flavor.
For Fuzhou, there may be only three seasons: spring, summer and late autumn. I haven't had time to feel spring yet, but I have already fully realized the length of summer. From the end of April to the beginning of December, T-shirts and short skirts have always been the theme of men and women on the streets; the sun always hangs cheerfully in the sky, igniting our hearts with enthusiasm. Then, somewhat unprepared, the temperature begins to drop, the sun begins to be lazy, and the rain begins to fall continuously. You will find that the damp ground and cold quilt are full of the strong smell of late autumn. The winter in Fuzhou is different, but it is not as easy to find on the calendar. Only when you find that the mercury column of the thermometer will unknowingly hover around the zero mark; you will find that there is white mist in front of your lips when you exhale. Wandering; only when you find that you will wake up from the cold in the middle of the night even if you cover yourself with two quilts, you will find that winter has actually come quietly hiding in the shadow of late autumn. This kind of winter is low-key and short-lived, squeezed between spring and autumn, and can only be found in the cold snaps and freezing rain in January.
If someone asked me about the deepest impression of Fuzhou’s weather, I might say: “There are no fallen leaves in autumn and no snow in winter.” Because when autumn comes, I lose the golden memory; when winter comes, I only have the cold rain left.
"Green ants have newly fermented wine and a small red clay stove. It is snowing in the evening, can you drink a glass of water?" In Bai Letian's winter, there are mellow wines and warm fires (perhaps even more A small hot pot filled with delicious food), with Ruixue and close friends, it is very comfortable. But now, I only have the non-stop rain outside the window, only a cup of diluted tea, only a half-smoked cigarette, and only a pair of frozen hands. The winter in Fuzhou is probably always incompatible with the poets' elegance!
Side note: Too much is not enough. Winter with snow is beautiful, but winter with too much snow is not beautiful. Blessings to those affected by the storm. 2. A 500-word essay describing Fuqing
My hometown is a good place surrounded by mountains and rivers.
In the morning, the sun rose quietly to the treetops like a shy little girl, emitting a soft red light. The surrounding area was filled with red, and only the faint sound of running water could be heard. Gradually, the red light slowly revealed orange-red, and then golden yellow. At this time, the sun on the treetops rushed to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and the creek unveiled its mystery and showed its beauty at a glance. The sun gently caressed the creek, which flowed tirelessly. Occasionally, when it encountered a big stone, the water flow parted ways. The stream is like a mirror. Through it, you can see the rough and sharp-edged stones at the bottom of the water. Sometimes when encountering a stronger current, the stones roll over, revealing large areas of slippery moss. Unexpectedly, there was a splash of water, and crystal clear water droplets fell into the stream. Layers of microwaves appeared around it, slowly spreading, becoming lighter and lighter, and the last trace was gone. The stream water Still singing songs and flowing forward.
There is also the mountain. From a distance, it is an undulating outline lightly covered with a hazy, ethereal fog. When we came to the foot of the mountain and looked up, we saw a thick green. From time to time, a breeze blows by, causing the tree crown to sway and make a "rustling" sound. Isn't this the moving music played by the big tree? Sometimes there are hints of other bright colors in the green, which are the beautiful flowers, like a piece of green cloth dotted with various colors. Moving up the mountain, we set foot on a somewhat muddy mountain road. There are clumps of green and yellow weeds on the roadside. "Chichichichi" a dense black dot suddenly passed across the sky, and accompanied by the noisy bird calls, it rushed towards the ground. Oh, it turned out to be a group of sparrows.
Some of them landed lightly on the branches and cried loudly, some landed in the vegetable field, spread their wings, stretched their calves, and shook their heads with contentment. Some may not have had enough fun and were still flying in the air. . The trees on the mountain are even more graceful. Some straighten their backs, like guards, and some bend down, like hunchbacked grandfathers.
Suddenly, I heard the faint sound of water, and saw a thin, small stream, like a waterfall, pouring down, like an upside-down loom, weaving cloth continuously, Under the noon sun, it glows with golden light, like being plated with gold. What a beautiful picture! 3. Composition 500 describing winter
The joy of winter
Grandpa Dong hurriedly took over from Miss Qiu’s class and came to us. It brought the biting cold wind and brought The sight of dead branches and cold trees makes us feel that winter is coming!
When I woke up in the morning, the sky was filled with heavy fog. Milky white fog enveloped the earth, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere. Walking on the road, you can't see people clearly from dozens of steps away; looking through the thick fog, the buildings and trees ahead can only be vaguely visible. In the fog, I heard the sound of cars but could not see anyone. Only the car lights were like eyes, blinking.
The coldness brought by winter is everywhere. Even when it is sunny and windless, the sky is dry and cold. Bare trees stood pitifully on both sides of Jiangbin Road, and the once-vibrant grass finally failed to hold on and turned yellow. The little flowers on the grass also fell asleep. The north wind blows, and the small trees struggle in the cold wind; the grass crawls on the ground, as if afraid of the sudden cold wind.
In such cold weather, you can also see some strong people who are not afraid of the cold wind. In front of the campus flag stand, green figures flashed. There are rows of graceful cypress trees. In the cold winter, the cypress trees are so rich, green and full of vitality. Along Jiangbin Road, there are many iron trees planted. Its narrow, slender leaves shine green in the biting cold winter, adding greenery to the white winter and embellishing the cold winter.
The early morning in winter is very lively. In Jiangbin Park, people exercising can be seen everywhere. In the vast mist, figures kept shaking. The young people dress like athletes and are all in high spirits. They were running and jumping, full of energy and enthusiasm. The elderly also walked out of their homes, stretching their hands on the grass, kicking their legs, and jumping from time to time. Even though they are old people, they are no worse at exercising than young people. They fight tenaciously against the biting cold. Looking over there, even the seven- and eight-year-old children were exercising in a decent manner along with the adults. They were running out of breath and steaming from their heads. Look, what a vibrant winter!
I like winter because it can temper people's will and make people stronger. Winter is finally here! 4. A composition describing winter scenery
Winter in my hometown
This winter, I came to my hometown with dense water networks. Maybe I am used to city life, and the scenery in my hometown has its own charm.
The winter in my hometown is beautiful, but there is no elegant scenery of flying snowflakes and magnificent scenery of heavy snowfall. Only the beautiful rivers and ancient bridges decorate my hometown.
A thin layer of ice lies on the river in the morning, like a quilt given by the earth to the river, and like a crystal mirror for the people in my hometown, reflecting the honest and kind faces of the people in my hometown. . After being in the sun for a long time, this thin layer of ice slowly melted away, revealing a dancing silver ribbon. Glittering under the sunlight, like delicate little flowers dotted on a silver belt, and like tiny waves in the sea, holding a hazy and beautiful dream. Where the high points are concentrated, it looks like little dancing girls doing group exercises. It is also like a flickering sky, which is refreshing and refreshing. Small bridges stand on this golden chain. Looking from a distance, there is a bridge on the river and a bridge in the river, forming a circle, like the moon on the fifteenth night, bright and beautiful. Blow by the breeze, the river water ripples like silk threads in women's hands, shining brightly. Looking at the dazzling place again, it turns out that it is ice that has not yet melted.
There are already large green grasses beside the river. People in my hometown always think that tomorrow will be spring. Although their wishes may not come true immediately, they are not anxious, because with such a beautiful winter, why should they hope for anything else? A group of lively and lovely ducks sang happily by the river, and bunches of white reeds trembled and trembled in the wind, as if they were looking at the winter river. In the sky, handsome swallows circled in circles, as if dancing ballet, and bright red flags fluttered in the wind.
At this time, the children in my hometown always like to come to the river. The men throw stones and the women pick reeds. They are all as happy as blooming camellias.
Ah, what a charming scenery, what a winter style painting.
I am obsessed with you, the winter in my hometown... 5. A 400-word essay describing winter
The snow scene in winter
There are four seasons in a year, each There are different scenery in each season, but I like the magnificent scenery best in winter when it snows. In winter, when the snow falls heavily, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy tale world.
The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of white snow give people a cool and soothing feeling. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, even my soul is being purified, becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk is deep, as if there are thousands of emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea water, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of excitement like uncovering the hidden heads and revealing the tail. The snowflakes come in various shapes and are crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing on a long voyage...
The scenery in the snow is extremely magnificent, between heaven and earth. It was all the same color, only a piece of silver could be seen, as if the whole world was decorated with silver.
After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world. The green branches and jade leaves, and the pink and jade bricks are all of the same color. It is really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter even more. Winter is the growth ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope. 6. Composition describing winter scenery
The biting cold wind blew away people’s joy of harvest without mercy. The heavy snow covered all the noise, and at the same time, it also covered the sunny mood.
In the cold wind, the topic "hate winter" spread throughout the city with the wind as a carrier, and also reached the ears of Winter herself, but Winter is not sad, she is still so calm and natural, she She knew that as time passed, her child, Spring, was about to go home. The winter in the story is just like the behind-the-scenes workers in real life, or the "villain" who performs on the stage and wears a fixed cut and strong clothes to hold back taxes. They are willing to suffer and suffer. As long as the performance goes smoothly, they will think that the sweat is Manna; no matter how directors vilify the negative characters, they all believe that it is their responsibility to successfully contrast the positive characters.
After the scene, people often remember which actor performed well on the stage, but who can tell the name of the chief planner of the party; after the movie ends, people talk about the touching scene of the hero saving the beauty. , but who cares about how many injuries the "bad guy" suffered during the "beating" during the filming. It is true that the highlight of the party is the performances of real stars, and the selling point of the movie is indeed the heroic appearance of the protagonist. But after watching it and laughing, don’t forget to bring along the cast and crew behind the scenes. Just in this way, those "winter" people will You will be very touched.
Winter is coming, can spring be far behind? The philosophy contained in the simple words has enlightened generations of people, but I always feel that this is a bit unfair to winter, and it seems to be advising you: stay up for two more days! Thinking about spring and blooming flowers, this damn winter won’t be so hard! But did you know that without heavy snow to keep the land warm, would spring planting be successful? Without winter freezes, would the soil be moist in spring? Without the training of the harsh winter, would Miss Chun's footsteps be so healthy and firm? Winter is the mother of spring, this is absolutely true. Therefore, I want to pirate Shelley's words: Without the arrival of winter, there will be no beautiful approach to spring.
Winter is a great mother. Spring is indeed gorgeous, summer is really passionate, and autumn is indeed plump. Most people want to be like them, pure, sunny, and steady.
But I like winter. It’s not that I’m pretending to be different or that I’m trying to be unique. I really love the calmness, selflessness, and tolerance of winter. Due to my personality orientation, I will most likely be a behind-the-scenes person in the future, a profession that contributes silently. I like it just like I like winter.
I will try my best, even though I am not glamorous; I will work hard, even though I am not dazzling. Because I think: Being a "winter" is more attractive. 7. A 350-word essay on Fuqing seen with my eyes
I have a pair of round eyes, and I use my eyes to see this colorful world.
The first time I came to the world, I saw my mother. Now, I am nine and a half years old, and my mother is no longer the same as before. In the past, my mother had shiny black hair and shiny skin... But now, her shiny black hair has a few strands of silver. I know that all of this is for me and how much effort he has put into this family. How much love, my eyes see love in my mother, and I know how to be grateful.
I love spring. In spring, I can smell the fragrance of flowers and hear the singing of birds. I also love summer. In summer, I see the happy growth of all things and hear the singing of cicadas. I love The joy of autumn, in autumn, I see the golden waves of wheat in the fields, and hear people singing happily during the harvest; I love winter, and in winter, I see nature covered in silver winter clothes.
However, the world also has a dark side, war, crime, and disease. I saw those people who were displaced by the war. I hated the disease. It brought infinite sorrow to people. Because it added a few traces of gray to an originally happy family and added endless sadness to the originally happy body. Sadness...
Ah! I also want to use my eyes to observe more of this world with both light and darkness. 8. An essay describing winter of about 600 words
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery, and I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter the most.
In winter, when the snow falls heavily, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of white snow give people a cool and soothing feeling. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, even my soul is being purified, becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk is deep, as if there are thousands of emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea water, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of excitement like uncovering the hidden heads and revealing the tail. The snowflakes come in various shapes and are crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing on a long voyage...
The scenery in the snow is extremely magnificent, between heaven and earth. It was all the same color, only a piece of silver could be seen, as if the whole world was decorated with silver.
After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world. The green branches and jade leaves, and the pink and jade bricks are all of the same color. It is really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter even more. Winter is the growth ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
Winter in Hometown"
This winter, I came to my hometown with dense water networks. Maybe I am used to city life, and the scenery in my hometown has its own charm.
The winter in my hometown is beautiful, but there is no elegant scenery of flying snowflakes and magnificent scenery of heavy snowfall. Only the beautiful rivers and ancient bridges decorate my hometown.
A thin layer of ice lies on the river in the morning, like a quilt given by the earth to the river, and like a crystal mirror for the people in my hometown, reflecting the honest and kind faces of the people in my hometown. . After being exposed to the sun for a long time, this thin layer of ice slowly melted away, revealing a dancing silver ribbon. Glittering under the sunlight, like delicate little flowers dotted on a silver belt, and like tiny waves in the sea, holding a hazy and beautiful dream. Where the high points are concentrated, it looks like little dancing girls doing group exercises. It is also like a flickering sky, which is refreshing and refreshing. Small bridges stand on this golden chain. Looking from a distance, there is a bridge on the river and a bridge in the river, forming a circle, like the moon on the fifteenth night, bright and beautiful. Blow by the breeze, the river ripples like silk threads in women's hands, shining brightly. Looking at the dazzling place again, it turns out that it is ice that has not yet melted.
There are already large green grasses beside the river. People in my hometown always think that tomorrow will be spring. Although their wishes may not come true immediately, they are not anxious, because with such a beautiful winter, why should they wish for anything else? A group of lively and lovely ducks sang happily by the river, and bunches of white reeds trembled and trembled in the wind, as if they were looking at the winter river. Pretty swallows circled in the sky, as if they were dancing ballet, and bright red flags fluttered in the wind.
At this time, the children in my hometown always like to come to the river. The men throw stones and the women pick reeds. They are all as happy as blooming camellias.
Ah, what a charming scenery, what a winter style painting.
I am obsessed with you, the winter in my hometown... 9. A 500-word essay describing Fuqing, including scenic spots and unique food
Fuqing is called "Rong" for short and "Yurong" for elegance. , a famous hometown of overseas Chinese in the country.
It is located on the eastern coast of Fujian Province at 25°18'-25°52' north latitude and 119°03'-119°42' east longitude. It covers an area of ??2,430 square kilometers, including 1,519 square kilometers of land area and 911 square kilometers of sea area.
It has jurisdiction over 7 street offices and 17 towns: Yuping Street, Longshan Street, Longjiang Street, Yinxi Street, Honglu Street, Shizhu Street, Yangxia Street, Haikou Town, Chengtou Town, Nanling Town, Longtian Town, Jiangjing Town, Gangtou Town, Gaoshan Town, Shapu Town, Sanshan Town, Donghan Town, Yuxi Town, Shangjing Town, Xincuo Town, Jiangyin Town, Dongzhang Town, Jing Yangzhen and Yidu Town. Population: 1.19 million.
Fuqing dialect is commonly used in Eastern Fujian. Fuqing City is located in the southern wing of Fuzhou, the provincial capital, and faces the Taiwan Strait to the east. It is the closest city from mainland China to Taiwan. It is only 84 nautical miles away from Hsinchu City, Taiwan. It is also an important window for Fujian Province's cooperation and exchanges with Taiwan and foreign countries.
In December 1990, it was removed from the county and established as a city. It is one of the first batch of comprehensive reform pilot counties and cities in the country, a national rural urbanization pilot county and a cross-strait agricultural cooperation experimental zone. Muyu Island-Qiuwei Maritime Scenic Area Located in the southeast of Shapu Town, Fuqing City, Muyu Island and Qiuwei Beach in Jiangyin Town have superior natural conditions and are ideal areas for maritime tourism corridors.
Muyu Island and Qiuwei Beach face each other across the water, about 10 kilometers apart. They are in a superior location. Foreign trade ships can pass between Qiuwei Beach and Muyu Island. Muyu Island has unique scenery, the same color as the sea and sky, and is surrounded by abrupt rocks. The island is full of strange pictographic rocks. It has good vegetation, rich aquatic products, sufficient water sources, and many excellent beaches. The longest one is about 500 meters. It is a rare island. Natural scenic spots.
Ball tail beach is surrounded by wind and waves, and the blue waves are overwhelming. At low tide, the width of the beach reaches more than 120 meters, with a total area of ??more than 0.52 square kilometers, which can accommodate thousands of people for swimming and rest.
From Qiuwei to Muyu Island, there are natural seascapes such as Lianpeng Beach, Maidai Island, and Dongbi Island along the way. It is the maritime tourism corridor in southern Fuqing.
Mile Rock Scenic Area Mile Rock, also known as Ruiyan Mountain, is located in Niuzhai Village, Haikou Town, Fuqing City, about 10 kilometers away from the county seat. It was called "Ruiyan Dandong" in ancient times. It is a place that combines humanities and natural landscapes. Scenic tourist area. Maitreya Rock has rugged rock peaks that lie or hang, separate or come together, with various shapes and forms, which is amazing.
At the foot of Maitreya Rock, there is a tall stone Buddha sitting cross-legged. This is the famous Maitreya stone statue. The stone Buddha statue was started in the Zhizheng year of the Yuan Dynasty (1341 AD) and completed in the Hongwu year of the Ming Dynasty (1368 AD). It is 6.8 meters high and 8.9 meters wide. It is made of a whole piece of granite on site. It has a natural and beautiful appearance, with its breasts exposed. On the abdomen, the ears hang down from the shoulders, and the smile is pleasant.