1. How to write a composition describing the scenery of the park

Winter

In spring, everything is revived and full of vitality. The grass wakes up from a dream and stretches comfortably. It is a season full of hope. In summer, the scorching sun and a hundred flowers blossom, which makes everything in the world grow rapidly. It is a prosperous season. Autumn is fruitful, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and people's faces are filled with the joy of harvest. It is a harvest season. But what I like best is the cold winter and the white and glittering snowflakes. Although it has no colorful colors, it has created a pure and flawless space for the world. It is a season of hope.

Winter is like a magician. It dresses up the whole world with the prop of "snow". Snow fell on the ground, like a silvery white carpet on the ground; Falling on the roof is like covering the roof with a thick quilt; Fell on the branches, as if they were inlaid with beautiful silver bars; Fell on children, like dancing elves. Under the sunlight, it looks particularly dazzling.

Although it is cold in winter, it can play the role of sterilization. Cold air can freeze bacteria to death. In addition, snow has the function of refreshing air. When snowflakes fall from the sky, dust and sundries in the air will attach to it and fall with the snow to make the air fresh. It is the most environmentally-friendly "air freshener" given by nature to human beings.

Our children also like winter, because winter is our children's "natural playground", where we can enjoy ourselves: making snowmen, having snowball fights, and lying on the soft carpet when we are tired, and enjoying the air. We can also grind some large and small figures with snow, or skate on the ice. Although we sometimes slip, we are very happy, because we can fully release our happiness, and these happy fragments will be treasured in our memory forever ... < P > 2. There is a bridge and a river park with 1 words < P > There is a particularly large park near my home, which is located in Yizhuang Town.

It's only a five-minute walk from my home, which is also my favorite place to go on weekdays. Every morning, my parents and I walk on the path to the park together.

I skipped around with my parents like a bird, and I felt so happy. Walking into the park, the fragrant flowers wafted head-on.

The air is so fresh, the scenery is so charming, and birds are singing from time to time. Oh! It turned out that the grandfathers were walking the birds with cages, and the songs of the birds were so touching and beautiful.

On both sides of the path are curved willow branches. When the breeze blows, it looks like dancing. Not far from entering the park, it is a children's paradise.

There are children's favorite slides, and I will review the most memorable games here from time to time. Sitting on it, just like a small rocket, whoosh, it slipped to the bottom.

Looking up, it turns out that Mom and Dad have come a long way, so I trotted to catch up with them. Looking ahead, what a beautiful scenery! There was a man-made lake, surrounded by lush reeds, and soon we came to the lake.

If you look closely, the scenery looks even better. The rippling lake is shining with sunlight, which is really beautiful! There is also an uncle fishing on the other side of the lake, and occasionally there will be a few frogs croaking. The lake is very clear. If you look carefully, there are goldfish and tadpoles in it. It's really fun! We walked forward. Wow! Look, there is a music fountain here.

The water column from this fountain is as high as four stories! These water columns will also change with the music, sometimes high and sometimes low. Under the big fountain, there are many small fountains that spray around, only more than one meter high, which is also very fun.

There are fancy water columns in it, with horizontal rows of water columns, vertical rows of water columns, and straight spray columns, which are staggered back and forth. It's really beautiful! The scenery in the park is really beautiful! I like the scenery here very much, and I like the environment here more. These are all earned by hard sanitation workers with sweat.

Therefore, we should cherish flowers and trees and cherish the fruits of their labor. Finally, I reluctantly left the beautiful park. 3. How to write the composition of the beautiful Qiaonan Cultural Park

In spring, walk into the Cultural Park. Rows of green trees are displayed in front of us. Straight trunk, like a soldier with his head held high. Leaves on the tree, like countless elves, seem to blink bright eyes at us. The little flowers are all bearing flowers and bones, as if they are ready to bud at any time.

in summer, walk into the cultural park. The most striking thing is the fountain that is bursting out. Followed by a steady stream of people, some are dancing, some are exercising, and some are skateboarding, which is very lively. If you pay close attention, you will find that the little flower is no longer a flower, but has become a graceful "fairy".

in autumn, walk into the cultural park. Although the weather has been quietly getting cold, it does not affect people to play in the cultural park. They are all flying kites in this autumn wind. Then the action of chasing after me has brought many adults back to their childhood memories. Look at the trees again. The maple leaves have turned red and yellow. They fly to the feet of the mother tree and fall asleep like butterflies.

in winter, walk into the cultural park. The whole park has become a world of snow. It's covered with snow, and the park is empty, only some trees and corridors covered with snow. Watch with your heart, isn't this a beautiful "picture"?

The scenery of the cultural park in my hometown is beautiful all year round. I hope you have a chance to watch it carefully! 4. composition about introducing the bridge

Bridge over the river in my hometown is a bridge across the river in my memory.

for many years, I have often stood at the bridge, gawking down at the rolling river and gawking up at the towering peaks. Straw houses, fields, beaches, canals, shore willows, crowing chickens in the morning glow, barking dogs in the dusk, eagles flying in the mountain wind, and sheep returning to the fence with smoke.

Draw a unique sketch by the bridge, hang it on the heart screen, and decorate my spacious mind. It is an ordinary river, which passes through the open space between the village and the mountain bee, cutting off the connection between the village and the mountain bee, and becoming lonely and lonely with each other.

Bridge is also a common bridge. The bridge wood is oak or willow cut down from the top of Nanshan Mountain by our fathers. Two of them are paired. The big one is carried on the stone pile in the middle of the river, and the small one falls on the opposite shore. Four pieces of wood are enough for an ordinary bridge.

The small bridge is simple and simple, just like a button that my mother sewed on my inner skirt. The small bridge thus sewed up the hope of the small village and the mountain peak.

The road runs from the grass beach in front of the village to Nanshan. The river cut off the enterprising spirit of the path and sighed at the river. The small bridge bravely lay on the river and connected the nerves and vessels in the broken road with its own body.

With his unchanging posture, he takes on the responsibility of connection, and greets and sends him without any regrets. Bridge, trinity.

Seen from the top of the mountain, the bridge is the two legs from the mountain to the village; From the village, the bridge is the arms of the village embracing the mountain peak. And embracing the mountain bee is to embrace the days of ample food and clothing.

Nanshan in my hometown, with a total area of more than 5, mu, starts from the second floor of Lazi and Laoyuefu in the east and leads to Fengou and Yangjiakan in the west. The mountains are lush with trees, exotic flowers and herbs, mountain products wild fruits, birds and animals.

there are thousands of acres of fertile land on the hillside and the roots of the mountain. If Nanshan is a cornucopia, then the small bridge is the way for the villagers to make a fortune.

the fragrant flowers of Tartars have withered, and the lotus flowers have blossomed. The first batch of herbs in the mountain has matured.

Fritillaria, ground dragon's bone, gentian and asarum are in full bloom and waiting to be harvested. After the purchase notice was posted at the purchase station of supply and marketing cooperatives, people entered the mountains one after another.

We children are also sandwiched between adults, running across the bridge with a small shovel head on our shoulders, climbing the hillside full of medicinal incense and hunting for natural harvest. In the evening, people in the north of Qiaonan Bridge tied up and tied up, sorting out their achievements.

The children ran home happily to get the rewards from the adults. The first fountain pen I used was bought with three catties of asarum, and the bright silver cap and light blue pen tube are still clearly remembered.

The small bridge is also the pointer of the clock, which accurately records the sequence change. It's spring at one end of the bridge and autumn at the other.

The pole that has just picked the seeds has suddenly become a crutch for carrying crops. The earthen basket filled with fertilizer was immediately filled with radish and cabbage. On the bridge, there are golden ears of grain, exquisite pods and heavy red sorghum.

they bend the waist of the bridge. The small bridge lifts the joy of harvest.

Xiaoqiao also has its leisure. In the drizzle, about a few fishing friends' lines, Ling Bibo, hooked his hopes and swayed leisurely.

In late autumn, on the river under the bridge, people always dig a few fish pits, or occasionally pick up a row of fish to dry. The industrious villagers and the small bridge work together to catch their own fish. Ancient Bridge Culture The characteristics of China Bridge Culture are very distinct.

it is a popular culture. The bridge is built and used by the public, and the bridge culture is also created, appreciated and developed by the public.

it is a practical culture. The bridge is a real objective construction, so the culture with it as its carrier is also a culture that can be seen, felt and used.

Bridge culture is a constantly creating and developing culture. The bridge is still, but people who use it, sing it and watch it are constant. Some people describe it with poems and paintings. Some people use movies to express it, others use stories to spread it, so with the passage of time, the accumulation of bridge culture is getting richer and richer, which is where the infinite vitality of bridge culture lies.

Bridge culture is a multi-functional comprehensive culture. It is the product of the combination of physical matter and abstract ideas.

a certain cultural idea has been produced on the entity of bridge, which has enriched and improved the value of the entity of bridge. China Bridge culture has the characteristics of multiple functions and forms. It is not a culture with a single content, but its richness and comprehensiveness are amazing.

The idea of China Bridge culture is very profound. Our forefathers recorded many bridge materials for us, and literati poets wrote many poems and steles that chanted about bridges. In China, no matter in mountainous areas or plains, there are still a large number of bridges with unique shapes, which is the cornerstone of bridge culture and the most advantageous condition.

The bridge in China shows the world not the simple meaning of transportation, but its connotation is profound and infinite. "The cross bridge is as far away as Youlong, and the pearl shadow swings in the long river".

China has a long history of bridge-building, and the earliest bridge is the pontoon bridge. According to the Book of Songs, in 1134 BC, Zhou Wenwang got married and built a pontoon bridge on the Weihe River, which is the earliest pontoon bridge with written records. Among the existing ancient bridges in China, it is said that there are more than 1, stone bridges alone, and more than a dozen of them are listed as key cultural relics by the state.

China's ancient bridges attach importance to harmony and unity with the natural environment, and a flying bridge adorns the natural environment, and that beautiful natural scenery sets off the majestic appearance of the bridge. Beijing Lugou Bridge, Xi 'an Guba Bridge, Luoyang Tianjin Bridge, West Lake Bai Causeway Broken Bridge, etc. are all integrated with nature, forming "Lugou xiao yue", "Baqiao Broken Willow" and ". China's stone arch bridges are well-known at home and abroad. Zhao Zhouqiao in Zhaoxian County, Hebei Province, baodai bridge in the south of Suzhou City, and Lugou Bridge on Yongding River in Fengtai District, Beijing are three famous ancient bridges in China.

Zhao Zhouqiao, formerly known as Anji Bridge, was built in the Sui Dynasty. It was designed by outstanding craftsman Li Chun. This bridge has no piers on the river, and it is the world's first open-shouldered stone arch bridge. It has been tested by numerous floods and earthquakes for more than 1, years, and it is still intact. It is a rare model of bridge-building skills in the world. Open-shouldered arch bridges like this appeared in Europe in the mid-19th century, 12 years later than China.

The ancient bridge witnessed the ups and downs of history, and silently counted the countless young, middle-aged and old people who slipped on its back ... It slept in the morning mist, it was tired in the midday sun, and it fell in the long projection of dusk. Before you know it, it was old, a dream, and how many years it had dreamed. The ancient bridge was gradually forgotten by people, left in reinforced concrete. 5. Introduction to Bridge Composition

Small Bridge in my hometown

In my hometown of longjiang town, Sichuan, there is a small bridge, which is so ordinary that it doesn't even have a name.

It is not as white as Jade Belt Bridge, nor as beautiful as Lugou Bridge, nor as famous as Jinshui Bridge. The small bridge is made of ordinary bluestone slabs in my hometown, and there are no exquisite carvings on the bridge fence. The bluestone slab on the bridge deck has become uneven because of the passage of time.

This small bridge is the traffic point of the town. People and cars who want to enter longjiang town must pass through it. On every market day, people on the bridge come and go, and they are very lively.

In spring, mothers wash clothes under the bridge, children play on the bridge, and the big white goose in the water floats leisurely on the water. In summer, boys swim under the bridge, while girls lie on the bridge fence reading books. In autumn, the bridge is shrouded in autumn rain, like a beautiful ink painting; In winter, the small bridge is a place where relatives are expected to come back, and people are waiting at the bridge head for their families who come back from afar for the Spring Festival reunion.

Ah, the small bridge in my hometown seems to be my home when I see you.

Composition: Heart Bridge

After dinner, the sultry air was blown away by the cool summer breeze, and the rosy clouds were still hanging on the horizon. A sense of comfort arises spontaneously, and invisible magic drives me to the nearby park.

Walking slowly in the park, the evening breeze blows away the heat of the day, but it seems that there is always a vague and dreary fog outside the pleasant mood, and it is not so cool. Because the surrounding vision is not as broad as I hope, and the grass-colored flowers are not as rich and colorful as I hope. A blocked wall is always thick and undoubtedly blocking my distant view.

I have an impulse to "clear away the dark clouds and see the light of day again". I hate that I can't push this thing that prevents me from flying my mind to the ground. I imagine that there is no dead guy in front of me, and the green and clear breeze comes to me with pure oxygen, blowing into every inch of my skin and every meridian and filling my heart.

But is this vision possible? Pushing the wall to the ground, there is a long bridge in front of me, which leads me to the paradise on the other side? Or the ruins that can't be cleaned up? According to normal thinking, the answer is probably the latter.

However, there is a wall for those who stick to the former viewpoint, and that is the "heart wall". The texture of the "heart wall" is soft, but the core is firm. Because of the spiritual support, the spiritual change also dominates its existence and disappearance. It is based on people's hearts. In fact, the "heart wall" is people's heart disease, that is, the barriers, contradictions, conflicts and distrust between people, and always keeping various precautions against others' hearts.

why not let the smooth air reverberate?