summer

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.

The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over."

Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.

In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.

In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.

There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.

In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and lowered their heads in the heat. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore.

The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

It's sweltering and there's not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.

The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.

Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.

That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.

It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.

I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!

The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.

A passage describing winter

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It's cold and there are chopsticks in the hall. Juzi unloaded in the spring has been put in the carriage. Now, I have moved it out, scrubbed it clean and replaced it with new pink paper and snow-white paper. When you lie in bed, you look tight and comfortable, as if there is an extra layer of protection in your life. The family sat together, with lovely lights.

The bed was removed and covered with straw. It was a sunny day to wash and dry books. The curtains of Xiabu are hung in the yard, and summer is far away. Straw is packed in a cloth cover, which is rough and as big as a bed. Covered with straw, it is full of fragrance.

Yes, it's warm and smells of straw, which makes people feel very happy.

But it's still cold. Winter in the south is worse than that in the north, and there is no fire at home. In the evening, I took off my cotton-padded jacket, got into the cold bed, got up early and put on my cold cotton-padded jacket and trousers. The weather is really cold.

After the winter vacation, you can sleep in. The cotton-padded clothes have been dried on the copper stove, and it is not very difficult to get up. Especially cotton shoes are so hot that they are really comfortable to wear.

Few people there have iron stoves that burn coal. General heating, copper stove, foot stove, hand stove. The footstool is made of brass and has a perforated cover. What is burned inside is coarse bran. Filled with rough chaff, the unfinished Chai Lu fire (where we burned reeds, it was called "Chai Lu") shoveled a few red ashes, and then covered it. Coarse chaff led, take a smoke, and soon, the smoke is gone, so you can cover the furnace cover. Coarse chaff can be burned slowly for a long time. Old ladies can't live without it. Every old lady has a foot stove at her feet. The coarse chaff in the footstool is too strong, the air is not enough, and the firepower is getting weaker and weaker. So we should dig twice along the fireplace with a poker to loosen the rough chaff and the fire will flourish. The foot stove warms people. The feet are not cold, and the whole body is not cold. The burnt bran smells good, too. Imitating Japanese haiku, you can write a poem: "In winter, the foot stove burns chaff." Hand stoves are smaller than foot stoves, mostly made of white copper, and exquisite ones are made of silver. The furnace cover is not a round hole, but mostly a hollow pine, bamboo and plum blossom pattern. The hand stove is very small, and in the middle is a charcoal stick (coal is ground into fine powder, and a little honey is added to make a cake), which is led by a paper coal head. A piece of charcoal can be used for one day.

There are black vegetables, frozen tofu and pickles soup in winter. Black vegetables lie flat on the ground, and people in the south of the Yangtze River call them "bitter vegetables". This dish tastes a little bitter. My grandmother dug a small piece of land in the back garden and planted black vegetables. After first frost, the leaves are purple, and the taste is bitter and sweet. Black vegetables cooked with "crab oil" taste hard to compare. "Crab oil" is made by cooking big crabs, removing meat and adding lard. Put it in a bowl in the sea and solidify into crab jelly, which can be eaten for a winter and will not be bad for a long time. After tofu is frozen, I don't know why it is honeycomb. Melt, cut into small pieces and cook with fresh meat, bacon, beef, dried rice or kimchi. Put pepper and green garlic in the frozen tofu. There used to be no Chinese cabbage in the north, only "green vegetables". Chinese cabbage is shipped from Shandong, euphemistically called "soybean sprouts", which is very expensive. "Green vegetables" are as big as rape and two feet high. Every family eats it all year round. Kimchi is pickled with green vegetables. It snows on cloudy days and drinks pickles soup.

Winter games: kicking shuttlecock, catching children and playing carefree. "Xiaoyao" means that on a square piece of white paper, two spiral paths are printed on the wood block, and the Eight Immortals, horses, rabbits, carp and shrimps are printed between the two paths. There are two of everything, arranged randomly, without order. When playing, each side takes copper coins or chess as dice and rolls dice. If the dice is five o'clock, count from "horse" and go forward five steps. If it is a rabbit, you can find another rabbit from the inner ring and bet the dice on it. The next round begins, counting from the rabbits in the inner circle. If it is six o'clock, take six steps. Maybe it's Tie Guai Li, so find another Tie Guai Li and put your money on Tie Guai Li. If you count to any map in the inner circle, look for it in the outer circle and come back. Enough points, the son can enter the finish line (the finish line is a palace-style house, I don't know whether it is the moon palace or the Longmen), even if he wins. After the second entry, there are "two" and "three". Easy Travel can be played by two people or three or four people. I don't know why it's called "Xiaoyao".

Get up early, the window paper is bright, it's snowing! Go to the backyard to fold wintersweet and Tianzhu fruit on snowy days. Bright yellow wintersweet, bright red Tianzhu fruit and white snowflake are full of business. Chimonanthus praecox blooms very long, and Tianzhu fruit is particularly durable. If put in a bottle, it can be kept for half a month.

Flour powder. A neighbor keeps a pheasant. This bicycle is not used by many people at ordinary times. In winter, it is only borrowed by 20 families nearby 10. The house is very small, except for a raft, only some sieves and reeds. Stepping on pheasants is fun. When you step on it with your foot, it squeaks and twists, and the pheasant's mouth sticks up and falls into the cockroach nest with a bang. When the rice flour is ready, you can steam the cake, make "Nian Shao Bing" (glutinous rice flour as a pedicle, wrapped in bean paste and sugar, and boiled in a pot), and rub jiaozi (that is, jiaozi). Fenzi, the Spring Festival is coming.

autumn

Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.

What a beautiful autumn! Here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. It is a bustling place, and Qian Shan is covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.

When the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When hopeful children look at the last flying geese in the south; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves.

In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.

The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, and the sun sets in the western hills before Shan Ye is dispersed by the evaporated water vapor of the sun. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.

One autumn night, the sky in Gao Lu was thick, and a crescent moon hung quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.

..... The moon came up, but the clouds covered half of it, hiding in the cracks in the trees far away, like a country girl, shy. People used to say, "However, before she started coming towards us, we shouted and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the surging "Tao" sound.

The west wind will naturally not come. Before going to bed, we put two or three candles in the middle of the hall. The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke. It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.

Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.

On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it.

The fallen leaves in the north render a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow or even scarlet. The first thing that may fall is just two pieces, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there was a golden red shower. Then, a golden red carpet was laid under the tree. On this carpet, the iron is cast like that. Bare and scattered trunks and branches pierce the high blue sky and faint clouds.

Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen. This is the heyday of autumn. Jujubes are like olives and pigeon eggs, showing light green and yellowish colors in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind.

The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai. Like a flower, but not a flower, when you get up in the morning, it will be all over the floor. When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch.

Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to hear Qiu Chan's cry, which is like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping and a housefly that every household keeps at home.

A composition describing fragments of spring

The defects of spring morning

In the morning, open the curtains and open the window. The breeze blew, and a fresh, fragrant and elegant earthy breath came to my face.

Spring comes so fast, quietly and unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, the wild flowers and rape flowers are blooming everywhere, and everything is bathed in the dawn of spring morning, swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light singing and dancing, which is very lovely.

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

The spring morning touched the hope in my heart and inspired the enthusiasm of life.

The sun is shining and the spring is shining.

At the moment, the natural world is so beautiful: bright sunshine shines everywhere, colorful colors are shown everywhere, sweet birds are singing everywhere, and intoxicating fragrance is floating everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.

Everywhere there are people who go for an outing, the kindness and satisfaction of the elderly, the laughter of lovers and the innocent smile of children.

Suddenly understand: the beautiful spring is so beautiful because it makes people's mood bloom at this moment.

Continuous spring rain

Spring rain and spring thunder, with the spring breeze, came in one by one.

Spring rain is like silk, fog, smoke and tide. Through this thread, everything in the world is like a faint, foggy freehand painting, flickering.

I like spring rain, not only spring rain, but also the rainless world you created for me in this rainy season.

Spring is in the air

Spring is lively, spring is fanatical, spring is an attitude of growth, spring is young and energetic.

Spring is full of people's hard work. People sow their firm faith and eternal hope with their own hands, as well as their true love and selfless love.

Not as colorful as spring? Where is the fruitful autumn?

Spring night meditation

On a spring night, the moonlight shines on people and the cage yarn is graceful. The wind brushed my cheek and swept up my long hair.

The moonlight is as calm and soft as water.

My heart is like this moonlight, calm and soft.

I dare not pursue anything deliberately. I just hope that all good beginnings have a happy ending, just like this spring night is long and far away.

Sentence 2 describing spring

1) Spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream. "Ding Dong Ding Dong", like a magical singer of nature, is singing crisp and sweet songs and rushing forward. ...

2) The willows spread their yellow-green branches and leaves, swaying gently in the slight spring breeze, as if groups of fairies dressed in green were dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful!

3) Every spring, kapok as red as fire, peony as pink as chardonnay and Chinese rose as white as jade are in full bloom. Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.

4) The tender buds on the branches of Chinese fir are already quite tender, reflecting the bright sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?

5) Even if you miss the delicate daffodils in the water, don't forget that in the lonely corner of the valley, wild lilies also have spring …

Write Spring (1)

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

The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand.

With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass broke through the ground and dived 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 refused to compromise, red, yellow, white and purple, and all kinds of flowers really looked like a beautiful big flowerbed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey and fly around in mid-air.

In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.

How can the sky be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying freely and soaring. What a refreshing sight!

Ah, everything in spring is full of vitality.

Ah, spring is so beautiful! Let's feel the beauty of nature with our heart.

Composition describing spring (2)

Spring is a season full of vitality, but also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.

Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers also attracts many "working people"-bees, who are always tirelessly pollinating rape flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed immediately surges up with undulating "golden waves". From a distance, it's really beautiful!

Spring is the season people yearn for, and people always make their own plans in this season. As the saying goes: "A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning." It tells us that one year's wishes should be planned in spring, and the heaviest time of the day is in the morning. In spring, people start farming, transplanting rice seedlings and planting trees. Migratory birds also migrated from the south to the north, cheering for the farmers working in the fields. Some birds stand on tall trees, some simply stand on the ridge, and some stand on the staff. It is this that makes the farmers in the field happy and everything is very lively.

In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep. The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes. At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere, just like a watercolor painting.

Composition describing spring (3)

In the bleak and monotonous winter, I always look forward to the arrival of spring. May the grass grow and the warblers fly, and the silk carpet brush the embankment. Her thousand trees and flowers are like brocade and blue waves (easy), and her bluegrass moistens things like crisp; I hope her spring scenery is full of flowers and red like rain.

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

Spring warms the heart and spleen. "If you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you won't feel cold when you blow your face."

Spring, fleeting, "Hua Lin Xie Chunhong, too hasty." Therefore, "there are flowers that can be folded straight, so don't wait for the flowers to decline."

In spring, the weather is cool and humid. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near."