There is also a landscape composition of 600 words 1? Jingle bells? There was another noise. Opposite the teaching building, there is a house under construction. That's where the sound came from.
As far as I can remember, this building has been under construction since I walked into this school. It's almost a year now, and it has changed from the initial foundation to the semi-finished product that is about to be completed.
Rain or shine, jingle bells? The sound never stops, every day, every day, never stops. When taking a nap after class, you can see the construction workers are working through the window. Some are moving bricks, some are carrying mud, and some are building houses. Haven't you heard them complain? Tired? , a sound? Bitter? But you can often see them rubbing their sore waist; I have never heard them complain about too much work, but I often see their clothes soaked with sweat; I have never heard them complain about the dangers of work, but I often see scars on their hands.
In that spring season, they don't appreciate pink peach blossoms or flying cherry blossoms. In that sunny season, they can't feel the coolness of summer or the comfort of the beach. In that bleak autumn, they didn't wait for the warm maple leaves or the warm sunset. In that season, they can't enjoy the flying snowflakes and the pure silence after the snow.
Because every day, they are on the unfinished building, absorbed in their work, and I never stop looking through the window, opposite them, still working in the back; Ear, or that moment? Jingle bells? . The voice is quite nice, and the hard-working back is the most beautiful scenery!
There is no shortage of beautiful scenery in life, but there is no shortage of eyes to find it.
There are 600 words of landscape composition here, the vast Gobi, the vast Gobi. Some sparse weeds are idle. There are several Hu Yangshu trees standing upright in the distance. A few scattered dead leaves on the tree refused to fall. Stay alone. Here, desolate and cold. However, there are also scenery here.
Look! Those erect Populus euphratica or two trees, or a group of them stubbornly stand on the Gobi desert, no matter how fierce the storm blows, it doesn't mean that he has changed his standing posture. Especially on the banks of the Tarim River, which crisscross each other, there are dense forests of old Populus euphratica, like? Needle? Straight as the sky. Give people a sense of strength. I still remember the text "Praise of Poplar" I learned in junior high school. He stood on a tree and acted as a gentleman. I still remember the shock when I first saw its photo.
Look again! Year after year, the wind and sand blew off the branches and peeled off the bark, but Populus euphratica still stood proudly, like a group of tenacious dancers. They are on the Gobi desert, sucking little nutrients and water, firmly rooted in the earth, standing like stone carvings. These Populus euphratica are unique scenery on the Gobi Desert. This indomitable spirit of Populus euphratica is also a unique scenery on the Gobi Desert.
Look! There are also scenery here. Look! Flaming clouds hurried past these gold, silver and white buildings and came in a hurry. They are busy workers in the Gobi desert for oil development and west-to-east gas transmission. Their red clothes, red trousers and red hats are their unique signs. In the vast Gobi desert, they are not afraid of the harsh natural environment and dedicate their youth here year after year. Great achievements have been made in the construction of the motherland. They are great scenery and the most beautiful scenery on the Gobi desert.
In hot summer, the surface temperature is as high as 60? 、70? In the dry desert wind, they used sweat, blood, tears and wisdom to fix sediment, tamp subgrade, pave roads, drill wells, exhaust gas and lay pipelines on the uneven and grotesque landform of Ya Dan. In the harsh environment that ordinary people can't imagine, some workers stay for most of their lives.
Look! Clusters of fiery red are the most beautiful scenery in this Gobi desert. Say? Is Guilin the best scenery in the world? But the landscape in Guilin is soft like a woman, while the desert and rocks in Gobi are like men. The scenery here is vigorous and powerful. Give people the biggest shock.
Look! There are also scenery here. Have the most beautiful scenery in the world!
There is also a landscape composition here. There are scenery everywhere, depending on whether you have found it with your heart or not.
After supper, I took a walk by the river. The wind blew slowly, and it finally cooled down after a sultry day. I strolled to a small park. It's really lively here. Many old people are dancing healthily in passionate music, children are playing games with great interest, students are playing basketball profusely, and middle-aged people are watching everything in front of them by tall and straight trees. Under the small tree are withered leaves and the lawn is green. All this is particularly beautiful, lively and full of vitality in a dark river under the mixed light of white and yellow.
I sat on the grass, listening to this exciting music and enjoying the neat dance of the old people. Old people always wear brightly colored clothes. Such clothes are most suitable for the elderly and look beautiful. They danced with joy and energy. Although they are not so graceful and standard, they still study hard. They danced hard, trying to get every movement in place. After a busy life, they enjoy the fun of life; They were tired all day, enjoying the relaxation and health brought by dancing. What is this? To see the sun, even though he is glorious? Scenery.
The children also had a good time. Some of them skate skillfully, some have fun in fitness equipment, and some are chasing each other. There are other children who learn to dance from the old man over there and say to her mother while dancing: I'm a good dancer, I'm great! ? With a strong childishness, my mother smiled and said: The baby is great. It dances well. ? The child twisted even more. ? Tourists don't know where spring is, and only pick children to go. What a vibrant scenery it is.
Dancing old people, frolicking games, innocent children, green lawns, tall and straight young trees, stars embedded in a shade, soft and colorful lights, and young people watching the scenery are all landscapes that are displayed in front of me and fixed in my memory.
The small park by the river is a dynamic beauty.
There is also a landscape composition here. Give me a sky, and I can fly freely! -inscription
A cock crow shines on the earth, accompanied by the sunrise, and the blue sky appears in front of us with clouds. Looking through the morning mist, how beautiful the blue sky is on the ancient bluestone board and between the blue tiles. How beautiful the sky is under the rising sun! However, those who bow their heads to farm, those who are busy with their work, and those who work hard in front of books refuse to raise their heads or say? No time? Look up at the blue sky above us. And I am typical of these people.
Under the pressure of study, lying on the desk, knowledge is endless? Digging? Put on like a free man? Chains? , unable to escape. Listen to this on purpose Like pouring pearls, big and small, into a plate of jade? The charm, send out? Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon? But the habit of looking up at the sky has long since passed away from our lives, just as we have gradually lost our ethereal and clear hearts, just like this busy society is losing its leisure and accelerating. The blue sky, which was originally the most familiar place, has faded out of our sight! Go away!
Tell me, do you have the desire to lie on the soft lawn and look at the sky? The ethereal sky gives people many beautiful fantasies. Su Shi? I wonder if there is a palace in heaven? 、? Ask heaven for wine? Heroic and open-minded, Yue Fei? Laugh at the sky, strong and fierce? , Han Yu? A line of egrets to heaven? Even the wonderful street in the sky in Guo Moruo's dream, in their eyes, the sky carries fantasy, but why not fantasize here once? So I took time to look at that day and observe it carefully with an ethereal heart. Thanks again? Familiar scenery? -white clouds, light fog, look under the cracks in the leaves blocked by some trees? Sunshine, the source of life in the gap, illuminates my heart. In the city, homing pigeons draw beautiful trajectories in the sky, and the flight of unknown birds adds infinite vitality.
That blue sky is familiar, full of fantasy and childhood, full of memories and glory. Even if the sky is no longer blue on weekdays and there is no green space on the ground, just for these reasons, how can we live up to this godsend? Remember, life is born under the blue sky. Where do we come from?