1. Essay on Riverside Park There is a beautiful Riverside Park in my hometown of Songyang. Although it is not as beautiful as West Lake and not as handsome as Guilin, it is still the pride of the people of Songyang.

In spring, the grass is like naughty children, sticking out their green little heads from the arms of Mother Earth, using its dots of green to decorate the barren land left by winter; on the bare peach trees, they have quietly grown

Several green buds sprouted out, like naughty little kids blinking hard, looking at the world curiously, adding a little bit of new green to the park.

Not to be outdone, the willow tree woven beautiful hairpins to comb the willow girl's long hair, and the willow branches cascaded down like a waterfall.

Looking at it, I seemed to have become a willow tree, swinging with the willow branches.

Jiangbin Park is even more beautiful in summer.

The children came to Jiangbin Park early in the morning to wait for the fountain.

Some smart children heard the music and immediately said: "Wow, the fountain is coming!" The children shouted and chased, and the riverside park suddenly boiled.

The fountain rises and falls like waves, one wave is not flat, another wave rises.

The fountain sometimes looks like an Optimus Prime, soaring straight into the sky.

A breeze blows, and Optimus Prime falls in all directions, like a fairy scattering flowers, fluttering away into the distance, sometimes like gurgling water, like a gentle little girl, sometimes like a naughty child, a wave of more

One win after another, one after another, it’s really beautiful.

The park is also very beautiful in autumn.

The already withered leaves reluctantly left the big tree mother and fell with the wind. The leaves were like colorful butterflies dancing gracefully.

I fell into the embrace of Mother Earth. The leaves accumulated and the ground turned into a golden carpet.

The park in winter is the most unique.

If it snows, there will be heavy snowflakes, shiny icicles hanging on the branches, and thick white quilts covering the ground.

The whole park seems to have changed, as if entering the Dragon King's Crystal Palace, which makes people forget to leave.

The Riverside Park throughout the year is like a constantly changing landscape, so beautiful that it will surprise you from time to time.

2. A 300-word essay on Jiangbin Park My hometown, Yudong, is located on the bank of the Yangtze River. There is a beautiful Jiangbin Park there.

The park has beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery. It is a very beautiful place.

Spring has arrived, and the grass in Jiangbin Park is green and thriving in the sunshine.

When the spring breeze blows, the willow trees dance beautifully, and the green branches sway like her hair.

Summer is here, and the sunlight shines on rows of various trees. The sunlight passes through the treetops and shines on the ground, as golden as gold.

In the evening, after a family of three had finished eating, they went for a walk along the Yangtze River. A ship passed by, and layers of waves appeared on the water, hitting the riverside and making a splashing sound.

Autumn has arrived. The fallen leaves in Jiangbin Park are golden, covering the ground into a golden carpet. The chrysanthemums are blooming and emitting a faint fragrance.

Winter is coming. When people wake up in the morning, they see the white fog, which seems to put white clothes on the earth.

The wintersweet is in bloom in Jiangbin Park, and the fragrance is everywhere. It’s really unforgettable.

I love my hometown, and I love the Riverside Park in my hometown even more.

3. Essay on the scenery of Jiangbin Park. Beautiful, Jiangbin Park. Our hometown, Songyang, has a long history and beautiful scenery.

Take Jiangbin Park as an example. It has various expressions throughout the year.

If you don’t believe it, take a look.

Riverside Park in spring is the most beautiful.

On the bare branches, a few green buds have quietly sprouted, like naughty little children, head vigorously poking their heads, curiously looking at the world, adding a little bit of new green to the park; the grass also

Not to be outdone, she used her unique spinning skills to weave green carpets using her own bits of green.

The park is the most lively in summer.

In the flower bed, the flowers compete with each other.

The breeze blows, and the redbud flowers sway like an elegant flower fairy.

There are also those thin branches, entwined with each other, growing upward together, much like the dragon's whiskers!

Roses are not fuel-efficient lamps either.

It spreads its leaves and petals, sucks the nectar of nature, and puts on a pose, attracting butterflies and bees to fly up and down around it... The park in autumn is the most graceful.

The cool autumn wind blew by, and the already withered leaves reluctantly left the big tree mother who once provided them with nutrients, and fell leisurely with the wind. Looking from a distance, the leaves were like colorful butterflies surrounded by the wind.

It dances gracefully down, up and down, making people dazzled and dizzying.

After a while, there was a "swish" and he fell into the arms of Mother Earth.

Little things add up, but within a few minutes, a golden carpet was piled up on the ground. It made a rustling sound when you stepped on it. It was soft and very comfortable.

The park in winter is the most unique.

There was heavy goose-feather snow in the dim sky, shiny icy stubble hung on the branches, and the ground was covered with a thick, white quilt.