Composition about scenery 1 The sky in autumn is clear and quiet. In the days when the wind is clear and the cinnamon is fragrant, I am bathed in the sunshine of autumn, breathing the breath of autumn, feeling the caress of autumn, tasting the rhythm of autumn, understanding the infatuation and helplessness of autumn, and understanding the goodwill of autumn ... Especially in the late autumn near winter, the unique charm is the feeling that I can never give up.
The beauty of autumn scenery is a bleak beauty. Autumn is the season when the autumn wind is bleak, all trees fall leaves and all flowers wither. "An autumn leaf, a little banana and a little sorrow". The word "autumn" plus "heart" becomes "sorrow". Therefore, autumn is always nostalgic and full of melancholy.
The world is not perfect. Whether it is flowers in spring, fruits in summer, fruits in autumn or grass in winter, their growth is not smooth sailing, and there are always some shortcomings. But they all worked hard, struggled, persisted and flourished. Although bleak, it is beautiful. I have always liked Tagore's words: Life is as beautiful as summer flowers and death is as beautiful as autumn leaves. I appreciate the saying that even the last sunset at dusk should give off unparalleled light. It is the last struggle unwilling to degenerate and sink, and it is also a pursuit of active love for the supreme life. It doesn't care that it will eventually be blocked by the green hills. Maybe this is what nature wants to tell people about life.
Autumn is the gentlest bow, and it is also the deep feeling of gazing at each other.
Autumn not only brings people beautiful enjoyment, but also brings people wonderful feelings.
After a heavy rain, Miss Qiu quietly came to the world with a brush and light steps. She washed away the summer heat and brought coolness to people. The beans in the field were impatient and crackled; Corn has a tepid temper, showing big gold teeth and grinning at passers-by; The people at the foot of the mountain are not so good. They are like drinking spirit Erguotou all day, and their faces are bloodshot. They just want to find a big granary to lie down and sleep.
Apples hung high on the branches, like shy little girls, covering their blushing faces with fans. Pomegranate girl is different. She stuck her head out of the leaves and smiled carelessly. Hard-working fruit farmers are busy picking fruits. Apples, oranges, peaches, baskets were transported to the big truck. Look! The fruit farmers were all smiles.
Colorful chrysanthemums, red like fire, yellow like glittering gold, pink like sunset glow on the horizon, purple like grapes hanging on trees, and white like snow.
A gust of wind blew, and leaves fell from the sky like flying butterflies, making a golden carpet in Chiba.
In the sky, rows of herringbone geese are singing and flying south.
Autumn is a symbol of harvest, and autumn is a golden world. I love autumn, and I love all the scenery that nature has given us.
I didn't go back to my room until the sun went down completely. Just now, I had a dream, in which I became a raindrop, crossed a dry farmland, landed there, and made the earth moist; Passing the stream, where did I land and stay in the depths of the forest; Finally, I flew to the field where I should go most, where I moistened the seedlings and made them grow sturdily. ...
Back to my room, I looked out of the window. It's already dark, and a bright moon is like a jade plate, embedded in the dark sky. I looked at the bright moonlight and felt a little sad. This autumn, I experienced the first fracture in my life. My arm can't bend, so I have to lie flat and straight, which is very uncomfortable. Whenever I think back to school aerobics, I feel sad. Usually, I like dancing. I met such a beautiful aerobics this time, but I can't dance. Of course, I'm sorry. At this time, the only thing that can comfort me is loneliness. I sat quietly in my room with tears in my eyes and my heart full of complaints: why am I the one who got hurt? Why can they all jump around freely, but I can't? Why did my arm hurt like this? At this moment, I don't know where the music brought my heart back. Ah, I accidentally pressed the music button. I was comforted by this sad music.
Autumn night, a little bleak.
It has been raining. I stepped on a deep and shallow puddle and ran under the eaves to shelter from the rain. I stopped and saw several girls crowded into a small restaurant across the street …
The owner of the small restaurant obviously does not welcome them. The boss picked up the broom and began to sweep the floor. He deliberately swept the girls' shelter first and said loudly, "Sorry, sorry, sweep the floor." The boss even deliberately swept the dust off the girl's shoes. Rain, it's still raining. The tea shop next to it is particularly deserted. A girl felt the restaurant owner's indifference to them and took the lead in entering the tea shop. Several other girls followed closely.
Several girls entered the tea shop, and the deserted tea shop suddenly became lively. A couple in the tea shop greeted each other with smiles, and the girl sat down shyly. They each ordered a cup of milk tea. The couple were anxious and quickly shook their heads. "No, we didn't invite you in for milk tea. We just invited you in for shelter." The girl smiled and said, "We are just a little cold and want to have a cup of hot milk tea." The couple resumed their enthusiasm and handed over warm milk tea. They chatted with the girls, and their happy smiles drove away the chill of autumn rain.
I was dazed: what made the restaurant owner indifferent? What makes the lovers in the tea shop full of warmth?
Unconsciously, the rain stopped. I cut my wet hair and ran in the busy street. At this time, a drop of rain is slipping from the green leaves, bringing it into the puddle and splashing inconspicuously …
Now, you can see green leaves in both the park and the yard. They are not beautiful, but they give me deep reverie.
I remember once, my parents took me to the park to play. I finish my fitness equipment and am ready to go home. I see a beautiful little flower. I can't help but stop. The petals of this little flower are pink, and the heart is yellow and white. This little flower is in full bloom in the wind. The more I watched it, the more fascinated I became. My mother called me several times before I remembered to go home. On the way home, I kept seeing this little flower in my mind. When I got back to the yard, my mother found it blooming, so she quickly called me to come and have a look. As soon as I saw it, there were yellow flowers on one branch, many flowers and bones on another tree, and only one blossomed, and these flowers thrived in the sun.
When I got home, when I was studying, I kept thinking about why these little flowers were so beautiful and why the "precocious" little flower was the only one among the hundred flowers. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to know the answer, so I went to the yard to continue my observation and found this little flower. Its light position is very good, the green leaves are very nutritious and naturally grow well.
After reading it, I went home, lying on the window, quietly looking at these green leaves, and suddenly my eyes became hazy. These green leaves are like our teachers, giving us advice behind our backs. We grew from flower to flower bit by bit, and the teacher withered. I also miss the backstage staff behind the stage, and they are the same, showing the audience a very good stage with a lot of sweat behind them.
These beautiful green leaves, let me know, anonymous, can't make public, maybe this is the best.
I don't like the heat of summer, the melancholy of autumn and the indifference of winter, but I have a soft spot for the warmth of spring.
Spring has come, and she seems to be a loving mother. She gently stroked the top of the seed's head with warm hands, and let the seed lean out of the comfortable "bed". She kissed the flowers on her cheeks with beautiful lips, making them colorful and competitive; She combed her hair with slender fingertips, let the willow take out new leaves and shake her beautiful hair; She blew gently into the sky with a fragrant breath. Let the sky be free of impurities and beautiful.
Spring has come, and she seems to be a music conductor. She directed magpies and cuckoos to jump on the branches and sing crisp and tactful songs; She directed the lovely lamb to jump, laugh and coquetry beside the ewe, making the ewe helpless and affectionate; She directed the little frog to dance on the lotus leaf, showed her musical talent and shouted loudly; She directed the little fish to swim in the water and beat the water rhythmically with her tail.
Spring has come, and she is more like an oil painter. She turned the shining white world into a colorful world; She turned the budding blue bud into a pink peach blossom grinning at us; She turned monotonous and bare brown land into green and lovely rice seedlings; She turned a silver-like seed into a fragrant golden rape flower.
Ah! Spring is a beautiful scenic line, a vibrant paradise, a colorful world and a charming season!
I like warm spring!
As the saying goes, "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below." Hangzhou is a paradise on earth, and the West Lake is a beautiful pearl of this paradise.
Spring has arrived, and the peach blossoms by the West Lake are burning. A breeze blew across the lake, and the willows swayed their hair and danced; On the other hand, peach trees play a beautiful role. The breeze left, and the lake was calm again, like a huge green mirror. Willow hung its head and admired its graceful posture.
"The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors." The ancient poet Yang Wanli praised the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in summer with beautiful poems. In the afternoon, when the sun was shining, cicadas began to sing loudly, as if they were tireless musicians. A gust of wind blew, and the lotus danced briskly with the beautiful song of cicada. Large tracts of jade-like lotus leaves are also dancing in white, as if holding a large concert. It's really lively.
In the early morning of autumn, the West Lake was covered with a scarf, and the lake became hazy and could not see anything clearly. After a while, the sun rose from Ran Ran in the east, and the mist gradually dispersed. The lake in the distance is like a jewel, shining in the sun. Did the fairy scatter the gold powder? Or scales left by mermaids? Or ..... The sun sets, the lake is sparkling, and the lake is dotted with orange, golden and goose yellow ... The shades are yellow, connected and staggered, so beautiful!
The girl in winter has come, and snowflakes are floating in the sky, flying like pieces of goose feathers. In the blink of an eye, the bridge in the distance was wrapped in a broken ribbon. This is one of the famous scenic spots in the West Lake-Broken Canxue. People flocked to the bridge, some had snowball fights, some pushed snowmen, and some enjoyed the beautiful scenery.
These are the four seasons of the West Lake, each with its own characteristics. I like the Pearl of Heaven-West Lake very much. do you want to see it ?
I like autumn. It's beautiful. In my eyes, autumn is colorful and busy, and autumn is certainly a beautiful season.
In autumn, when the corn is ripe, a big corn on the corn stalk is wrapped in layers of corn bags, and layers of leaves are pulled open to reveal golden and full corn kernels, which are very smooth and big. In autumn, the corn stalks turn yellow like being touched by a girl in autumn. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew corn stalks, which fluttered with the wind and made a clatter. It's interesting, just like music played by musicians.
There are also fiery red sorghum in autumn, but sorghum is a little different. Its leaves are not all red, but green and yellow. From a distance, they are red, green and yellow, forming a colorful oil painting and flaming sorghum ears. They are hanging in the air and fluttering with the wind, and suddenly a gust of wind blows, splashing a red ocean and splashing layers of waves.
Of course, there are red, round and big apples in the autumn of harvest. There are also wild "grapes", which people call "wild grapes" and "Yuanyang". The round "wild grapes" are very delicious. There are trees in autumn, which are also very special. Pine trees, which are evergreen all the year round, have yellow leaves with the arrival of autumn, just like the leaves of poplar and elm. They are yellow, yellow, green and green together, as if they were painted with watercolor pens.
Very beautiful and colorful.
I like autumn in my eyes, its beauty, its color and its busyness.
Do you know composition 9 about scenery? The scenery of our campus is really beautiful, which is the same all year round. Our class sketched at school that day, and it was already autumn.
We were preparing for an art class that day when the teacher entered the classroom and said, "Today we are going to sketch on campus." Our class cheered. When we walked on Ying Avenue, the yellow ginkgo leaves fell in the sky and danced in the air like fairies.
We were intoxicated when the teacher suddenly said, "Students, here we are." We suddenly woke up and saw the Xiange Lake and kindergarten we yearned for. Then the teacher said, "You can sketch in these two places, but you can't go beyond these two places."
We left separately, and I went to the kindergarten, which was full of game facilities for children to play. It's like going back to childhood. I'm happy and warm.
Ok, let's start looking for seats. Everyone is busy again. I found it. I sat down and started painting.
The teacher asked us to come back and gather, and I saw the beautiful scenery of Xiange Lake. Long willow branches float in the air like a girl's hair, and the fish in the lake are alive and kicking like children playing. Pebbles also have the function of strengthening the body, and there are birds chirping and dancing like Miss Liu.
The scenery of Li Hong's campus! How beautiful! How beautiful!
The campus is so beautiful that people can't help but admire it!
Composition about scenery 10 Go to my mother's office to play in the afternoon. Mom's office is on the tenth floor. I opened the window and looked down. There is a beautiful small garden in the south of the yard.
The small square garden is colorful and there are many plants that I can't name. They have flower beds of various shapes, such as diamonds, circles, triangles, quadrangles and butterflies. Some of them are like mice used when playing computer.
There is a small pavilion in the middle of the garden. The pavilion is topped with three gourds. The pavilion has six horns, like six paper cranes spreading their wings and flying freely. The glazed tile on the top of the pavilion is yellow and white because of long-term weathering. There are six red pillars below, connecting four stone benches. They lie there quietly, always waiting for people who come to play in the garden to sit down and rest.
On the south, west and north sides of the exhibition hall, there is a path paved with gravel of various colors. On both sides of the road are short but lush holly trees, which are neatly trimmed by workers. There is a rockery made of stone in the southeast corner of the pavilion, and there is a small bamboo forest behind the rockery. The bamboo pole is about two meters high, with fine top and thick bottom, and dense leaves. Its color is yellow and green, shallow on the top and deep on the bottom, swaying with the wind. Far away, I seem to hear their rustling sound. I really want to run down and listen to what they are saying. To the north of bamboo is a tall holly tree with a green crown, less dense leaves and less lush summer. The brown trunk is as straight as a "captain" wearing a military cap. There is a purple wreath at the foot of the captain, like a soldier at the foot of the captain.
My eyes stopped, intoxicated by such beautiful scenery, and I didn't want to leave for a long time.
Landscape composition 1 1 Many people like the spring when flowers are in full bloom and the autumn when melons and fruits are fragrant, but I have a special liking for the winter when the north wind is biting.
Grandpa Dong walked towards us with heavy steps, turning the earth into a snow-covered world. I know many people don't like winter because it's too cold. However, as long as you listen to my introduction, you will like it.
In winter, there is an enviable plant-plum blossom. Plum blossom, plum blossom, you admire us very much. You are not afraid of the cold, adding a "finishing touch" to a beautiful winter. Speaking of which, I think of a sentence in the ancient poem "Plum Blossom": the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. You see, although winter is cold, beautiful flowers are cultivated from the cold. What a capable gardener!
Beautiful snow in winter can give people extremely rich imagination and endless fun. Look, there are many children playing happy games in the snowdrift. The children had a snowball fight and made a snowman with snow. They had a good time. You see, winter is also a happy season.
Winter is also a festive season. In the cold winter, we celebrate the New Year and have a good start. Can you not make people happy? Although winter is cold, it has so many benefits. Can you not be liked?
I like this beautiful winter!
My hometown is Shilin, which is my second hometown. It is beautiful all year round, so I like her very much.
In spring, the village is full of colorful flowers. The grass on the hillside slowly sprouted from the ground, then spread out, and a spring breeze blew, and the grass bent down as if to say hello to spring. The orchards in the village are full of vitality: apples, pears and peaches are blooming ... Shan Ye's flowers are not far behind, and they are red and beautiful everywhere. The whole Renlin village is decorated with colorful flowers, and the fragrance of flowers is also floating in the village. After the drizzle, the flowers and trees all smiled and greedily sucked the nectar. Swallows also flew back from the north, and orioles sang happily on the branches.
In summer, the mountains are green. Cicada is singing happily in the tree. The fish in the stream are swimming happily in the cool water, so happy! You see, some of them jumped out of the water, and when they returned to the water, the water splashed everywhere, which was very interesting!
In autumn, the village is golden. The orchard is full of red, yellow and green fruits, and the fruit farmers are busy picking them. The crops in the field are ripe, and the farmer's uncle is also busy with the autumn harvest.
In winter, this village has a different flavor. Many flowers and plants are yellow, some trees are yellow, but pines and cypresses are still green. The river is calm and clearly reflects the beautiful images of trees. There are no fish in the water. There is not a wild goose or a swallow in the sky.
Ah, the four seasons in my hometown are beautiful. I love my hometown!
Speaking of my hometown Guanlin, although it is not a famous town, there are also charming scenery there.
My hometown in spring is covered with colorful clothes. Look! The branches have slightly exposed some cyan, and a string of azaleas are colorful. There began to be chirping birds outside the window. It's birds singing the songs of spring! After a period of rain, everything in my hometown is brilliant and beautiful. Under the sunshine, the streams in my hometown are clearer, with blue waves and golden light. My hometown in spring is full of vitality.
In summer, my hometown is covered with lush summer clothes. In the morning, bees are busy collecting honey. In the afternoon, cicada singing in the trees. At night, crickets sing in the grass. There is a pond in my hometown. Lotus flowers are in full bloom and dragonflies are flying all over the sky. It is really "excellent learning reveals sharp corners, and dragonflies stand at the top." The children in my hometown have a good time in the lotus pond: swimming, fishing, shrimp catching and picking.
In autumn, my hometown is covered with a golden red solemn evening dress. In the fields of my hometown, there are golden red fruits everywhere. The leaves on both sides of the street rustled. Autumn in my hometown is a mature season, a harvest season, a full season and a sowing season.
In winter, my hometown changed into a simple white robe. There is snow everywhere in the streets of my hometown, and there is ice on the telephone poles. It's snowing, falling like catkins and reeds. It's beautiful. The snow stopped, and there was a layer of snow everywhere on the roof, fence and wooden shed of the village. This is really a beautiful snow scene.
My hometown has different characteristics all year round. Although there are not many beautiful scenery in my hometown, in my eyes, the scenery in my hometown is always the most beautiful!
Composition on Landscape 13 My school is located on the east side of Gate 2, where the scenery is pleasant all year round and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
In spring, everything recovers, and the grass in the garden sneaks out its delicate little head and breathes the breath of spring heartily. Cherry blossoms are in full bloom. Looking at a large area of cherry blossoms, I really doubt that the colorful forging shredded by the nine-day fairy has been scattered to the world, and these cherry blossoms have also added a beautiful scenery to our school.
In summer, rows of poplars are planted beside the west playground of our school. The leaves are lush and dense, covering the sun tightly. Poplar is like a heroic warrior with open arms. Let's play in its arms.
In autumn, the weather is a bit chilly, and the withered leaves can't stand the ravages of wind and rain. Leaves fall on the playground, lawn and table tennis table ... only pine trees are still standing there in green clothes. No matter how cold the weather is, tenacious pine trees will not give in to the biting cold wind.
In winter, the goose feather and snow fall in succession, the trees turn white, the ground turns white, and the campus is white. Students make snowmen and have snowball fights in this ice and snow ... They have a good time, and their laughter echoes in the campus.
This is my school-Wugang No.5 Primary School. I can grow up happily in this beautiful campus and feel happy!
There was an autumn rain and a cold rain last night. The temperature dropped 10 degrees today. I got up early in the morning and found that everyone had put on their spring and autumn shirts. This afternoon, my wife and I walked on the boulevard and found that the buttonwood trees on both sides of the road changed greatly.
The trunk of buttonwood is very thick, but it begins to divide into four or five branches at a height of more than one person, which looks like a giant hand. Because these buttonwood trees are more than ten years old, the bark is gradually peeling off, revealing the trunk inside, which looks yellow and gray.
When autumn comes, the leaves of buttonwood will become colorful, some are dark yellow, some are yellow, some are yellow-green, and some are emerald green. Huh? Why do leaves on a tree have different colors? As Daniel said in the book "A Fallen Leaf", this is because each leaf has a different experience, and the sunlight shines at different angles and casts different shadows, so their colors will be different.
Standing under the tree, a gust of wind blew. I didn't think it was very windy, because these buttonwood trees blocked the wind, but I looked up at the treetops and saw that the treetops were blown to the east and the leaves rustled and kept falling, like many dancing butterflies and scattered flowers. Soon, it was like wearing a golden dress and walking on the road. The most interesting thing is that a leaf was blown off by the wind. It floats and floats. Suddenly, a branch blocked its way. The leaves stayed on the branches for a while and were blown to the ground by the wind.
I love autumn, and I love the buttonwood tree in autumn.
Composition of scenery 15 When I stopped to enjoy the scenery along the way, I was amazed at the beauty and greatness of life. -Inscription.
"Yes, I will come." Putting down my pen, I quickly ran outside the classroom. Life is always so busy. The classroom and canteen kept shuttling at two o'clock, and time was sewn into a fine net, which made me a little breathless.
All along, I always keep my eyes on my destination and keep running, but I have no time to take care of the scenery along the way, not to mention enjoying the beautiful scenery of the green land blown by spring breeze, not to mention listening to the natural sounds of summer rain hitting the lotus, cicadas singing, playing with ducks, playing with water and girls singing lotus picking, not to mention the sound of autumn wind pressing leaves and the breathing of winter snow floating on the earth. I just rushed forward, crossed the ravine and climbed the mountain. To this day, Cui said to me outside the window, "Take a rest." I had to stop and follow her slowly on the road in the suburbs. Cui is like a caged bird, swinging on the left side of the road for a while and fiddling with something on the side of the road for a while. I was a little helpless and anxious, but seeing Cui's joy, I had to swallow my words hard. "Look, look, what beautiful flowers!" Cui pulled me excitedly and pointed to a corner. I only saw a mess of weeds in the direction of her finger, which was unattractive, let alone flowers. Cuiwei pulled me down with a smile, gently pushed aside a few leaves with her hand, and a bright little flower suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. Its bright yellow is even more dazzling against the green leaves. "Look, what beautiful flowers!" Cui patted me on the shoulder proudly. Although I am also surprised by the brilliant flowers under the green leaves, I don't think it is so beautiful. Weak leaves and stems and tiny flowers really have nothing to do with beauty. Cui saw my disdain and shouted at the flower, "Look, how petite this flower is, but how energetic it is!" " Touch it with your hands. How tender the petals are and how strong the stems are. Do you know this is a symbol of vitality? "
No way, I had to obey her and look at the petite flowers carefully. Ah, the firm stem, the lush flowers and leaves, the delicate petals and the plump red stamens all make me tremble. Although the sturdy flower stems are not high enough, they are also transporting nutrients for flowers and leaves. Petite flowers, though unremarkable, are also swaying the brilliance of life. Seeing this, I can't help but blurt out "how beautiful!" We both smiled at each other. Cui clapped her hands, pulled me up and turned away.
In fact, there are many beautiful scenery along the way, but we have been running and don't want to stop to see it. Life sows seeds along the way, and they will bloom beautiful flowers in the wind, providing a good rest place for people who travel long distances, but many people are too busy and tired to take care of them. The busy and blazing light in their eyes burned out the scenery along the way, so although they finally reached the so-called destination, they left an irreparable gap in their lives.
I thought, "Life is like a journey. What matters is not the destination, but the scenery along the way." In your life journey, you should stop in a hurry, listen carefully to the sound of bamboo jointing, appreciate the tenderness of snowflakes kissing the earth, and make the journey of life full of colorful colors. "