There are four seasons in a year, spring, summer, autumn and winter. They have different representative colors. Spring is green, summer is fiery red, autumn is golden and winter is white. Spring is full of vitality, like new shoots, everything is brand-new. Spring rain moistens everything. Summer is hot, like a lotus. Mud is not stained, bright but not demon. Autumn is quiet and cheerful, like a flaming maple leaf. The weather is crisp, the food is abundant, and the trees are withered. Winter is calm, like a kind old man. It watches children have snowball fights, make snowmen and play sledding. The smell of happiness stayed on campus.
Ah, Four Seasons Hotel. You wrote the most beautiful hymn in the world.
In spring, pick a spring breeze in my heart and let it blow up my happiness; In summer, hold a touch of hot sun to illuminate my warmth; Autumn, picked up a red leaf, it harvested my mood; In winter, hold a ray of sunshine and let it purify my soul. The songs of the four seasons rhyme beautifully and flow like spring water. There is no sound in the world that can be compared with the song of the four seasons. It is "the sound of nature". What's better than the sound of everything?
Summer is a hot season and my summer is colorful.
My summer is red. The banging sound in the table tennis room has become an exciting melody in my hot summer days. I am in fierce competition with the coach. We are really diamond cut diamond! After playing for a long time, there was no winner. Five draws, six draws, seven draws, eight draws, nine draws and ten draws. The cheers of the audience continued ... we were so busy that we were sweating.
My summer is blue. I am chopping waves in the swimming pool, and the blue waves are jumping around me happily, as if playing a romantic music. My friends and I chased each other, played happily and swam around in the water like fish. I sometimes freestyle and ride the wind and waves; Sometimes breaststroke, struggling forward; When I am tired, I swim leisurely on the water and look at the blue sky and white clouds. ...
My summer is green. Riding a bicycle with my father in the green mountains and green waters of Bagong Mountain, enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature and listening to the sounds of nature. We rode to the top of the mountain with difficulty. On both sides of the hillside, the trees were lush and lush. In the oncoming wind, there is a faint fragrance of flowers and earth; Over a hill, you see the blue water, which is Nantang. The pool area is very large, and in the bright sunshine, it shines with different colors, like a gem on a huge carpet. We chased all the way, talking and laughing, and finally reached the top of the mountain. From a distance, Du Fu has a poem, "Reach the peak, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.." Got it.
Summer is full of vitality and colorful, which is children's favorite season. Walking through summer is a mature and fruitful autumn. ...
A rustling autumn wind blew, bringing a familiar fragrance. Well, it's osmanthus. Autumn is here, and osmanthus flowers are in bloom.
As the saying goes; "Guizi blossoms, and ten miles are fragrant." No, I'm standing at the door now, and I smell Jingui.
Osmanthus fragrans has a strong fragrance, unlike orchids and roses. I have never seen osmanthus when I was a child, and I think it must be terrible to smell such a strong flower. Ha ha! Just kidding.
I stood under the osmanthus tree and looked at a small osmanthus tree with four delicate petals blooming in all directions. That kind of sweetness was exactly what I longed for. I closed my eyes, and immediately, I wore a yellow garland on my head, with yellow transparent wings, golden osmanthus bracelets, yellow dresses and yellow shoes behind me. Flying around on osmanthus branches, I became osmanthus essence. "poop-poop", osmanthus fell on my shoulder, interrupting my fantasy. I opened my eyes and sniffed the sweet fragrance carefully. It occurred to me that I had a prank idea.
The fragrance of osmanthus fragrans is really sweet and refreshing, and its own taste must be amazing, right? I gently picked a golden osmanthus from the tree and put it in my mouth to chew. A bitter feeling rippled on the tip of the tongue, so bitter. I still didn't throw up and said, "How sweet!"
After chewing, a bitter juice flows in your mouth, bitter to your heart. I finally couldn't help it: "Bah, Bah" let out a cry and spit out the chewed osmanthus.
I made a joke and said it. Please don't laugh at me!
Standing under the osmanthus tree, osmanthus fell on my shoulder, still sweet. Osmanthus fragrans is in full bloom and is about to enter late autumn.
Another gust of wind blew and brought the fragrance. I went home in a good mood.
Last summer vacation, my grandfather and I went to Beihai to play.
When we arrived at Beihai, it was already scorching sun. My grandfather and I camped at lightning speed. After the tent was set up, I immediately got in and turned on the small fan. Ah, that's cool! After a while, grandpa came in, wiped his sweat and said, "Come, I'll take you swimming." I immediately put on my swimming trunks, goggles, swimming cap, earplugs and nose clips and jumped into the water. "ouch!" The water is too shallow, and I see stars.
I swam all the way to the middle of the sea until my neck was above my chest, when I suddenly heard my grandfather shout, "Come back quickly, there is a mud nest there." I don't know what "Haniwozi" is, but judging from my grandfather's tone, it seems dangerous, so I came back.
I went to my grandfather and asked him what "Haniwozi" was. My grandfather said: "Haniwozi is a big nest left by Haniwozi boat after playing with mud." It is said that it is 17 and 18 meters deep. Once you fall in, the swimmer can't get up. " I was full of curiosity and asked, "What is a mud boat?" Grandpa pointed to an island-like thing in the middle of the sea and said, "Look, that's a mud boat." After I said "Oh", I went to play near the shore.
I dived my head into the water and looked underwater. How beautiful! There are many colorful fish swimming around a big stone in the water. I caught a few with a net, looked at them and put them into the water.
It is getting dark, and I am tired of playing. Grandpa and I had some lunch and went back to the tent to sleep.
It's really comfortable to get up in the morning, stretch and sleep in a tent! However, the summer in Beihai is as cold as the autumn in Weifang. When you sleep at night, cover yourself with a thick quilt. I put my hand into the water and was about to wash my face when I suddenly saw a small crab in the water. I caught it and put it in a small bottle.
Grandpa and I went fishing. Grandpa spread some dense nets in the sea and inserted two poles. At noon, grandpa and I went to collect fish. Now I'm very excited. I pulled a fish out of the net. On another occasion, I sat on the water when I pulled it out because I used too much force.
After harvesting two nets of fish, it is already the scorching sun. Grandpa and I packed our things and went home happily.
Beihai, a summer resort and a happy resort.
I like autumn in mid-August best.
Monotonous and colorless autumn.
Walking in the Woods in autumn is the most beautiful. Strolling in the world of red and yellow-accompanied by longing scenery, fragrant flowers and breezy autumn wind. Every moment is like being in heaven. There are no trivial matters, leave all your troubles behind and enjoy this beautiful and relaxed world.
Walking among the fallen leaves in the forest.
Maple leaves and dead leaves fall quietly. The friction between leaves makes a rustling sound, which makes the interest-free world full of vitality.
The wind comes quietly and blows gently. The leaves on the loess are swaying in the wind. Although there is no life, the beautiful scenery in front of us is like one butterfly after another, like a dead leaf, monotonous and vivid.
Pick up a fallen leaf and count its delicate texture. What is the capacity of this small carrier? Deep thinking, I fell into the whirlpool of being moved, quietly and slowly enjoying the special feeling of focusing on the nose and ears.
Autumn in my eyes.
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different characteristics. Spring is the season of everything's recovery, summer is the sunny season, autumn is the season of Huang Ju and bloom, and winter is the snowy season. But among these four seasons, my favorite season is the autumn when the yellow bow blooms.
Many poets also have different feelings about autumn, such as Zhang Ji's Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge-"On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps." Zhang Ji used maple leaves in autumn to express his sad feelings; Li Yu's "Welcome to Huan"-"Going to the West Chamber alone is nothing, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely indus abyss, lock clear autumn. " Li Yu wrote about the scenery of autumn night; Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers" "West wind shutter, people are thinner than yellow flowers." These three sentences describe the scenery in autumn. Three poets think that autumn is a season full of sadness, but I don't think so. I think the beauty of autumn is everywhere.
Autumn in my eyes is a season full of fruits. In the earth, the heavy wheat bowed its head, as if bowing to people and saying, "Pick me, pick me!" " "Fluffy cotton is blown everywhere with the autumn wind. The corn with full grains seems to be unbearable, and the rhubarb teeth seem to be jumping out.
Autumn in my eyes is a crisp autumn season. The geese fly to the south in a neat and orderly "human" shape. The sky is particularly high in autumn. Looking to one side in the vast field, the sky and the earth seem to be integrated. When you lie in the field, you will feel particularly comfortable and soft.
Autumn in my eyes is like the fate of life. Without the hope of sowing in spring and the test of summer heat, how can we win cool and rich fruits in autumn? I think autumn is a season for us to find and test ourselves, a season for us to fight for our ideals, a season for us to find what we should do and fight for our ideals.
Cherish the autumn time, let every day in autumn be happy and full for three months, and let us enjoy the happiness brought by autumn together!
Autumn has come, leaves have fallen, and autumn is crisp and fruitful. How charming! Looking at the fields in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the most beautiful and attractive is the autumn fields.
In the field, the rice is ripe and golden, as if someone had spread a thick layer of gold in the field. The autumn wave shakes the ear of rice, making the heavy ear of rice swing rhythmically, as if the golden mountain is sliding. Wind and waves are like moving music.
On the hillside, an ear of sorghum stands proudly. When the autumn wind blows, they are like the torch of victory, shaking happily. At the intersection of the field and the hillside, the thick green corn stalks spit out the fruits with big ears at the waist. In autumn, it is golden and Huang Chengcheng, like a crown in a palace. There is a big road in the middle of the hillside. The grass on the roadside is not full, maybe they are losing weight. The small shrubs on the roadside look a little listless. I wonder if they didn't sleep well last night.
There are trees on both sides of a road, and the brim of summer clothes and winter clothes has become much thinner. A gust of wind blew, and leaves fell one after another, red, yellow, flowery and so on. It is like a fairy scattering flowers, and it is like thousands of colorful butterflies flying in the air.
An old cow was pulling a cart on the road and walked a little slowly. From time to time, she stepped on a litter and gasped. A group of children are playing under the tree. Some of them are playing hide-and-seek, some are throwing sandbags, and some are playing 123 Woodenhead. Look at the clothes they are wearing, some are long trousers, some are long shorts, some are short trousers, and some are shirtless, as if they are doing a fashion show.
One hot noon, I was reading a book in my room when there was a crisp "tick" sound outside the window. I looked out of the window curiously. It turned out to be raining. The drizzle in the sky, like an elf, dances and spins down, beating the wet earth and making a beautiful and harmonious sound. I lie prone on the windowsill, close my eyes and enjoy listening to the rain.
After a while, the sky was overcast and the breeze was blowing gently. Suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the air, and the thunder that followed seemed to shake the earth. "Boom, boom ..." With the thunder, the sky began to rain cats and dogs. Free and easy, frank, awesome, the heavy rain is so overwhelming, "thump, thump, thump ..."
The next morning, I opened the window. Wow! The scenery before us is simply refreshing.
The early summer after the rain is like the world in a glass ball, small and exquisite, and it will break when touched. There are several crystal dewdrops at the tip of the green grass, which want to droop. Every leaf on the tree is full of vitality, especially the bright green. In a small pond in the distance, several lotus leaves stand proudly. A few pearl-like dewdrops are swaying in the round leaf disc, like a group of lovely and naughty children rolling on the ground. A quiet gravel road extends through the forest, and the shrub trees on both sides are covered with pearls. The wet ground makes people feel cool.
The early summer scenery at night is like a harmonious picture. Look! The dim moonlight falls on every corner of the earth, like a veil, covering Mother Earth.
In the meantime, it is mixed with trivial starlight, which makes people feel a harmonious and dreamy fairyland. Look at the earth again. Everyone is asleep in this silence. In a forest, you can vaguely see several fireflies wandering around with small lanterns. The mountains in the distance are undulating, and the outline of the mountains is inseparable from the edge of the night. The whole sketch outlines a beautiful and peaceful landscape.
Bright early summer is a meaningful poem, telling the beauty of early summer. The sun is high in the sky, and the bright sunshine shines on the earth, nourishing the growth of all things and giving spiritual support to all things. Under the sunshine, the flowers are more fragrant, the grass is greener, the trees are stronger, the clouds are whiter and the blue sky is brighter ... In short, everything is better.
Please approach the early summer and feel her beauty; Please approach the beginning of summer and understand what she means; Please approach the early summer and feel her splendor; Please approach the early summer and experience her harmony.