1. Paragraph describing summer

In July, in the blue sky, the sun hung like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to be burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer has come with green leaves dancing in the warm wind.

The early summer sunshine shines through the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with sparkling light spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring has returned."

Green grass, reeds and Red, white, and purple wildflowers are scorched by the fiery sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is filled with a sweet and intoxicating atmosphere.

In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers bloom, red, purple, pink, and yellow, like brilliant spots embroidered on a big green carpet; swarms of bees are busy among the flowers, Suck the stamens and fly around hard.

In midsummer, the weather is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly close to the shade of trees, as if they are afraid that the sun will damage their wings.

There was not a cloud in the sky, not a bit of wind, a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.

In the midsummer of July, there is no cloud in the blue sky. The fiery sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is hot to the touch, and the soil in the ground is smoking.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent over in the heat and lowered their heads. Grasshoppers are as numerous as blades of grass, making a faint but noisy chirp in the wheat and rye fields, in the wheat and rye fields, and in the reeds on the shore.

The sun is like a huge fireball, its rays are scorching, the road is heated by the scorching sun, and a string of white smoke is emitted every step you step on.

The weather was sweltering and there was no wind, and the thick air seemed to be frozen.

The whole city is like a burnt brick kiln, making people breathless. The dog lay on the ground and stuck out its bright red tongue, and the nostrils of the mules and horses were dilated.

The blazing fire umbrellas hung high in the sky, so hot that the fish in the river did not dare to come out of the water, the birds did not dare to fly out of the forest, and even the dogs in the village just stretched out their tongues and panted endlessly.

That day, it was crazy hot. As soon as the sun came up, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gas that looked like clouds but not clouds, or mist but not mist, floated low in the air, making people feel suffocated.

It was a summer with no rain for a long time. The hot sun baked the old loaches in the fields and turned them white. The stream near the village dropped a few inches, and those exposed on the water The rocks grew steeply.

The little bird is hiding somewhere; the grass and trees are all downcast, as if they are dying; only the cicada keeps making broken screams on the branches; it is really a broken gong and a drum. The scorching sun cheers for you!

The willow tree on the street seemed to be sick. The leaves were hung with dust and curled up on the branches, and the branches were motionless. The road was glowing with white light, the vendors did not dare to shout, and the plexiglass signs at the store entrances seemed to have been burned away by the sun.

Four. Paragraph describing winter

It is getting cold, so the main room is covered with wood. The cypress was unloaded in the warm spring and has been kept in the side room. Now, I moved it out, cleaned it, and replaced it with new pink paper and snow-white paper. When you put it on, it looks tight and comfortable, as if there is an extra layer of protection in your life. The family sits leisurely and the lights are friendly.

The curtains were removed and straw was spread on the bed. To wash the tent, you need to find a sunny day and dry it on the same day. The linen tent is hung to dry in the yard, summer is far away. The straw was packed in a cloth cover, made of coarse cloth, as big as the bed. It is covered with straw, it is steamy, warm, and has the fragrance of straw, which makes people feel happy.

But it’s still cold. Winter in the south is more uncomfortable than in the north, and there is no fire in the house. I took off my cotton-padded clothes at night and got into the cold bed. When I got up early, I put on my cold cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers. It was so cold.

After the winter vacation, you can sleep in. After the cotton-padded clothes have been dried on a copper stove, it is not very difficult to get them up.

In particular, the cotton shoes are warm and comfortable to wear.

There are very few houses with iron stoves that burn coal. Generally, there are only copper stoves, foot stoves and hand stoves for heating. The foot stove is brass and has a multi-eye cover. What is burned inside is coarse chaff. The chaff is filled, and a few shovels of unburnt reed fire (reeds we burn here are called "luchai") are shoveled and covered with red ashes. The chaff is attracted, and there is a burst of smoke. After a while, the smoke is gone, and the stove lid can be closed. The chaff burns slowly and can last for a long time. Old ladies can't live without it. If you have nothing to do, wipe cards, every old lady has a foot stove at her feet. The chaff in the foot stove is too solid, there is not enough air, and the fire power is gradually weakening. Use a "fire poker" to dig twice along the edge of the stove to loosen the chaff and the fire will be strong. The foot stove warms people. If your feet are not cold, your whole body will not be cold. The smell of burnt chaff is also very good. You can write a poem by imitating a Japanese haiku: "In winter, the fragrance of burnt chaff from the foot stove." The hand stove is smaller than the foot stove, and most of them are made of white copper, and the special ones are made of silver. The furnace cover is not a round hole, but mostly has hollow patterns of pine, bamboo and plum blossoms. The hand stove is very small, with a charcoal pot in the middle (coal is ground into fine powder, slightly added with honey, and made into a cake shape), and is led by a paper charcoal head. A charcoal can last a day.

Dishes eaten in winter include black vegetables, frozen tofu, and pickle soup. The black green cabbage is flat and flat on the ground. It is called "collapsed bitter cabbage" in the south of the Yangtze River. This dish has a slightly bitter taste. My grandmother planted a small plot of land in the back garden to grow black vegetables. After frost, the edges of the leaves turn purple and taste bitter but sweet. The taste of black vegetables and "crab oil" cooked together is incomparable. "Crab oil" is made by boiling large crabs and removing the meat, adding lard and "refining" them. It is placed in a bowl and condensed into crab jelly. It will not go bad after being stored for a long time and can be eaten all winter long. After the tofu is frozen, I don’t know why it is honeycomb-shaped. Melt it, cut it into small pieces, and cook it with fresh meat, bacon, beef, dried shrimps or pickles, there is nothing wrong with it. Chili and green garlic should be added to frozen tofu. There used to be no northern Chinese cabbage there, only "green vegetables". Chinese cabbage is shipped from Shandong and is euphemistically called "yellow sprouts". It is very expensive. "Green vegetables" are as big as rapeseed, two feet tall. They are available all year round and are eaten by every family. Pickles are pickled with green vegetables. On a cloudy day with snow, drink pickle soup.

Winter games: kick the shuttlecock, catch the shuttlecock, and play "Xiaoyao". "Xiaoyao" is on a square piece of white paper. The woodblock prints two spiral lines, and between the two lines are printed eight immortals, horses, rabbits, carps, shrimps...; there are two of each, arranged at random, and they do not follow each other. order. When playing, each holds a copper coin or a chess piece as a piece, and rolls a dice. If the dice is five o'clock, count from the "starting horse" point and walk five steps forward. If it is a rabbit, you can look for another rabbit in the inner circle. Put your son on it. At the beginning of the next round, count from the rabbit in the inner circle. If it is six o'clock, take six steps forward. It may be a Tieguai plum. Then look for another Tieguai plum and put your money on that Tieguai plum. If you count to a picture in the inner circle, go to the outer circle to find it and return it. If Zi'er has enough points and can enter the finish line (the finish line is a palace-like house, I don't know whether it is a moon palace or a dragon gate), he will be considered a winner. Those who enter after the second time are the "second family" and the "third family". "Xiaoyao" can be played by two people, or by three or four people. I don’t know why it’s called “Xiaoyao”.

When I woke up early and opened my eyes, the window paper was shining brightly, and it was snowing! On a snowy day, go to the back garden to pick wintersweet flowers and guinea pigs. Bright yellow wintersweet, bright red guinea pigs, white snow, and full of business. Chimonanthus blooms very long, and the geranium fruit is particularly durable. It can last for half a month when placed in a vase.

Pound the powder. There is a neighbor who has a pestle. This crane is rarely used by many people, and is only borrowed by a dozen or twenty nearby families in winter. The hut is very small, with only one sieve and a basket. It's fun to step on the pestle. When you step on it with your foot, it makes a squeaking sound, the mouth of the pestle raises up, and with a bang, it falls into the nest of the pestle. After the flour is pounded, you can steam the cakes, make "New Year's Shao Cake" (glutinous rice flour as base, wrapped with bean paste and white sugar, used as cakes, cooked in a pot), and roll into balls (i.e. glutinous rice balls). It’s almost Chinese New Year to pound the rice noodles.

2. Describe the fragments of spring

Thoughts about spring morning

In the early morning, open the curtains and open the windows. The breeze blows, and a fresh, fragrant, and elegant earthy smell comes to you.

Spring comes so quickly, quietly and unconsciously, the grass turns green, the branches sprout, wild flowers and rapeseed flowers bloom everywhere, and everything is bathed in the dawn of spring. , swaying and swaying lightly in the spring breeze, like a girl singing and dancing, charming and charming.

Creatures wake up in the spring morning, showing the preciousness and attractiveness of life.

The spring morning ignites hope in the heart and inspires the passion for life.

The spring is bright

The natural world is so beautiful at the moment: bright sunshine is radiating everywhere, colors are showing off everywhere, and sweet birds and insects are flying everywhere. An intoxicating aroma wafts around. This is a green world and a sea of ??flowers.

There are people outing and outing everywhere, showing the kindness and satisfaction of the elderly, the joy and cheerfulness of lovers, and the innocent smiles of children.

Suddenly I understood: The reason why the bright spring is so beautiful is because it makes people's mood bloom at this moment.

The spring rain is continuous

The spring rain comes with spring thunder and the spring breeze.

Spring rain is like silk, like mist, like smoke, like tide. Through these strands of silk, everything in the world flickers like a faint, misty freehand painting.

I like the spring rain. Not only do I like the heroic appearance of bamboo shoots springing up after the rain, but what I like even more is: stepping into this light blue misty rain, in this rainy season, you have created a rainless world for me. .

Spring is full of spirit

Spring is lively, spring is fanatical, spring is graceful growth, spring is young and vigorous.

Spring is full of the shadow of people's hard work. People use their own hands to sow their firm beliefs and eternal hope, sowing true feelings and selfless love.

Without the colorful colors of spring? Where do the fruits of autumn come from?

Contemplation on a Spring Night

On a spring night, the pale moon covers the gauze, and the sky is full of pingping and tingting. The wind blew across my face and lifted my long hair.

The moonlight is as calm and soft as water.

My heart is like this moonlight, calm and gentle.

I don’t dare to pursue anything deliberately, I just hope that all good beginnings will have a good ending, just like this spring night is long and far away.

Sentences describing spring

1) Spring is here! You see, the melting ice water woke up the creek. "Ding Dong, Ding Dong", it is like a magical singer of nature, singing a clear and sweet song, running forward...

2) The willow tree spreads its branches with yellow and green leaves, and in the slightest. The spring breeze blew gently, like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing. The peach trees sandwiched between the willows also bloomed with bright flowers. The green willows and red flowers were so beautiful!

3) Every spring, kapok flowers as red as fire, peonies as pink as clouds, and roses as white as jade bloom. Some of them are full of buds, some are in bloom, and some are in full bloom. The refreshing fragrance of flowers attracted many little bees, singing and dancing hummingly.

4) The bud clusters on the branches of the fir trees are already quite fat and tender, shining brightly against the sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?

5) Even if you miss the delicate narcissus blooming in the water, don’t forget that in the lonely corner of the valley, wild lilies also have spring...

Composition describing spring (1)

Grandpa Dongse sent away the severe cold of the earth, and Miss Chun came to the world with light footsteps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, like a lifelike painting.

The spring sunshine is particularly bright, and Miss Chun opens her smiling face. The red beam of the sun shines over, touching you gently, like the hand of a young mother.

With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass breaks through the soil, sneaking out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere.

In this warm season, in the woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; everyone refuses to give in, red, yellow, white, purple, all kinds of flowers. All kinds of flowers are really like a beautiful big flower bed.

Many butterflies and bees smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and they all flew to collect nectar, flying around in mid-air.

In the woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and sweet songs. The warm spring light blows on the small river, and the river is suddenly blown by a pleasant and melodious flute. Influenced by the sound, I looked around and saw a group of naughty children making willow flutes from the stems of weeping willows! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

The spring rain is gentle, and the spring rain is beating on the bamboo branches and leaves. The rain sometimes slides down in a straight line, and sometimes drifts with the wind, leaving behind beautiful shadows like smoke, mist, yarn, and silk. The splashing raindrops seem to be the beating notes on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.

Why is the sky so colorful and dazzling? Ah, it turns out that the children are guarding against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, various kites are flying and flying freely. What a refreshing sight!

Ah, everything in spring looks so vibrant.

Ah, spring is so beautiful! Let us feel the beauty of nature with our hearts.

Essay describing spring (2)

Spring is a season full of vitality, as well as a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.

Spring is here, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are in bloom, all so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed crops planted by the farmer uncle in the field - rapeseed flowers are also blooming. The golden rapeseed flowers have become a paradise for butterflies. Beautiful butterflies dance softly and gracefully on the golden stage. They are flying in the air for a while, and staying quietly on the rapeseed flowers for a while. It is this that adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rapeseed flowers also attracts many "working people" - bees. Bees always work tirelessly to pollinate the rapeseed flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed flowers immediately surge into undulating "golden waves". Looking from a distance, it is really beautiful!

Spring is the season that people yearn for, and people always make their own plans in this season. As the saying goes: "A year's plan begins in spring, and a day's plan begins in the morning." It is telling us: a year's wishes should be planned in spring. The most important time of the day is morning. In spring, people start to Farm work such as plowing fields, transplanting rice seedlings, planting trees, etc. Migratory birds also moved from the south to the north to cheer for the farmers working in the fields. Some birds stand on tall trees, some simply on the field ridge, and some stand on the "staff". It is this that makes the farmers in the fields feel more happy and everything becomes lively.

In spring, animals also wake up from their slumber. The grass began to sprout, and there were flourishing scenes everywhere on the earth. At a glance, there is a green scene everywhere, like a watercolor painting.

Composition describing spring (3)

In the desolate and monotonous winter, I am always looking forward to spring. I hope that her grass will grow with orioles flying, and the silk ribbons will flutter along the embankments. I hope that her thousands of trees and flowers will ripple on the blue waves. I hope that her orchids and cypresses will moisten everything as if they are crisp. I hope that her spring garden will be filled with beauty, and the flowers will fall like red rain.

Now, spring has arrived. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have used almost all the beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.

Spring warms the heart and spleen, "My clothes are wet with the rain of apricot blossoms, and the wind from the willows blows my face without chilling."

Spring is fleeting, "The flowers in the forest wither in spring." "Red, it's too hasty." So "there are flowers that can be folded, but don't wait until the flowers fall and the branches are broken."

Spring is cool and moist, "The light rain on the sky street is as moist as a crisp, but the color of the grass looks far away but close up." "Nothing."

Spring

In the spring of Bude, all things are radiant - "Long Song Xing", an ancient poem by Han Dynasty Yuefu

I don't know who the thin leaves are. Cut out, the spring breeze in February is like scissors---"Ode to the Willows" by Tang He Zhizhang

The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba of the Water Department"

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

---Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River in Hui Chong"

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors---"Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty

The desire to wear clothes Wet apricot flowers rain, and the wind from the willows blows on the face without chilling. --- "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty

The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horseshoes. ―――Bai Juyi 〈〈Spring Tour in Qiantang Lake〉〉

The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing. ―――Wei Yingwu, "Chuzhou West Stream"

2.. Summer

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red ―――Yang Wanli, "Out of Jingci Temple at Dawn" Farewell to Lin Zifang"

In the Huangmei season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds---"A Visitor" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty

Why regret when Fang Fei takes a rest, the summer trees are so gloomy and pleasant ---- Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Odd Titles on a Dark Sun in March"

The red and purple colors have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoos brings the newness of summer --- Song Dynasty Lu You's "Early Summer Quatrains"

3. Autumn

The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water lasts for a long time and the sky is the same color---"Farewell Preface to the Knee King Pavilion of Hongfu in Autumn" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty

The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun---"Ambition" by Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty

The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building---"Xuanzhou Xie" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at the Tiaolou"

The howling autumn wind in August rolled up the triple thatched roof of my house - "Song of the Thatch Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Red Candle The cold autumn light paints the screen, and the small fan blows against the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down and watch the Altair and Vega - "Autumn Eve" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, the waves of autumn, Cold smoke and greenery on the waves----"Su Mu Zhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty

4. Winter

Suddenly like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees---Cen Shen "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

The difference in the air can be prepared by spreading salt, but it is not like the catkins blowing up due to the wind---Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty's "Snow Ode Couplet"

The snowflakes in Yanshan are big Like a banquet, the Xuanyuan Terrace was blown down one after another - "North Wind Travel" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of mountains and birds flew away, and thousands of people disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. ---- "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Who would cut and carve thousands of piles of snow on the ground to create this continuous ceiling---"Two Poems of Li Hua" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

When the six flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches - "Duixue" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty

Rain is common, lasting three or two days at a time. But don't worry, look, it's like cow hair, like flower needles, like fine threads, densely woven diagonally, and there's a thin layer of smoke covering the roof of the house. (Zhu Ziqing's "Spring")

Looking out the window, it was raining clearly. The thin raindrops fell to the ground, silently, and fell on the ground, turning into small drops of water. The beach, raindrops falling on it, is like playing with the strings of a piano.