"Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot is out of the wall." In spring, she came to us quietly with the breath of life. In spring, it radiates exuberant vitality all the time. The following is a 600-word landscape composition for the first day of junior high school. I hope you like it!
Gradually, the ice floe couldn't help it, and suddenly it opened a pleasing smile. Seeing the ice floe, pine and cypress couldn't help laughing, mixing thick white coats to reveal a thin green shirt; The sun pokes out half its head curiously, the beam shines on the ice, and the floating ice reluctantly cries that it will come again next year ... all these indicate that spring has come.
The willow on the bank of the river is like a gentleman and lady who writes poems and reads articles. A touch of elegance, a touch of grass smell, really makes people feel very comfortable.
Before the arrival of the willow season, peach blossoms are also a pleasing sight. Peach blossom is like a beauty sipping wine, blushing, burping drunkenly and bubbling with pink fragrance. Spring is really a world where people can be filled with pink bubbles.
There is a mist floating on the bluestone board in Renmin Lane. You can tell at a glance that it rained yesterday, after the thunder. The green grass seems to be inspired by something and keeps drilling upwards, but it doesn't care what is waiting for him to cut in the thorns; The house with white walls and black tiles is quietly in the drizzle. There are some kites played by children on the ground. Everything is quiet and auspicious. Swallows came back from the south and began to carry branches and leaves tirelessly all day to build nests. From time to time, they skim the water like Doby, splashing some water drops, which are very eye-catching, and the sky often flashes some black spots.
"The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is not green, why does the bright moon shine on me?" This poem is true. The grass turned green overnight. I don't know whether it is the power of spring breeze or the wetness of spring rain. Open the window, a gust of wind blows slowly, as if there is a grass under the nose and smells the fragrance of early spring.
Everyone came out to welcome the spring, hoping to have a good start at the beginning of the year. Without spring, how can there be a bumper harvest in autumn? Children fly kites, farmers work, and everyone has something to do. Who can say that they are free?
Spring has arrived, and a new beginning will have a good start.
When I get up in the morning, the mountain is shrouded in fog, like a veiled girl, waiting for someone to lift the veil. This scene reminds people of a couplet: "The fog locks the mountains, and the sky is connected with water." It's just a pity that there is no scenery behind the sky and water. The fog is like a giant screen. After it was opened, it was a wonderful performance. In the haze, it is like being in the rain and fog of Jiangnan water town, which brings some illusions.
Some people like frost, like its whiteness, like its elegance. "The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Will there be frost already?"? "Some people like rain, like its crystal, like its variety," sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. " I like fog.
In the morning, I opened the window and it was all white outside. Ah, it's foggy! I reached out to touch it, but it slipped away from me like a naughty child. At this time, Miss Fog shook off her long white dress, and everything on the earth was hazy. Under the cover of mist, you can vaguely see buildings and trees. It's like being in a fairyland.
Gradually, the fog became thicker and thicker. There seems to be a soft and thick curtain hanging on the window. When I tried to open it, the curtain came apart again. At this time, the fog is as thick as a wall, and even pedestrians who are close at hand can't see it. I only heard the "drip" sound of the car and the beautiful melody of the piano. I am in a foggy world, as if I were in a wonderful music box. Then, the fog really woke me up. It dyed the strands of black hair on my forehead into silver, and crystal clear beads hung on my upper and lower eyelids. Close your eyes gently, and a cool feeling comes to mind. How cozy! Slowly, the fog dispersed, the red sun came out and the fog dispersed. But the grass and flowers are covered with water drops, which may be a gift from the fog to the earth before it leaves.
At night, the fog floats on the window, more like a castle in the air, and the dissolved fog fills the window lattice. Suddenly, the fog above turned into a drop of water, which rolled down. Ah! This is even more beautiful. I am inside, like the legendary Crystal Palace, which is really icing on the cake! I look at the beautiful fog, and there is a fragrance of flowers in my heart.
The 600-word landscape anthology in the third grade has quietly arrived in early spring. Like a naughty elf, she unconsciously put on new clothes for everything around her. Spring mud exudes intoxicating fragrance, and flowers and plants bloom with girlish smiles. It brought early spring, so charming and poetic.
Several early songbirds struggled to perch in the warm sunshine trees.
Golden spring is sprinkled in the green forest, and the sunshine is warm. Through the new leaves in the jungle, the breath of spring is projected on the newly awakened land. A few orioles also woke up from their sleep, opened their sleepy eyes and fluttered their light wings to the warm branches in the sun. The oriole is a singer in early spring. Her sweet singing and notes from her throat constitute the most beautiful music, which permeates the air, just like the elegant and free bamboo in Wang Wei's works and the quiet and elegant Xiao in Wang Wei's works. Don't have an artistic conception of "the bottom of the flower is slippery".
There are countless green silk braids hanging.
After a long winter test, several weeping willows in front of the campus library opened their eyes happily under the call of early spring. After a spring rain, the tender green and yellowish buds on weeping willows become more and more charming in spring. Several wicker vines jumped down from the slender trunk, just like a beautiful ballet dancer, dancing with the spring breeze before standing firm. Beautiful dance steps, silvery notes from the campus music room, and students' crisp and sweet songs make up a spring dance. Although there is no vitality in summer, mature in autumn and pure in winter, it is the most vital and energetic.
The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.
Early spring is light. She is not a dancer with heavy makeup, but full of natural harmony and elegance. You see, the grass color in early spring is very interesting. Standing on the balcony, looking at the newly sprouted grass in the flower bed, like the light green eye shadow on Barbie's face. Breeze blowing, rows of grass dancing with the wind petite and tenacious waist, the scenery is really beautiful. However, when I approached and wanted to savor her beauty, she seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with me, hiding the faint green. Oh, this poetic picture is probably the elegant taste of grass in early spring!
Although early spring is not as colorful as spring, as lush as midsummer, as fruitful as autumn and as pure as winter, it endows the earth with poetry and vitality, and brings people infinite reverie and hope. I love the poetry of early spring, the artistic conception of "grass is near but there is nothing" in early spring, the beauty of "tapestry of thousands of strands of moss hanging down" and the vitality of "several early birds competing for warm trees" in early spring. I would like to live with you!
The first day to write a landscape composition 600 words selected the fourth spring rain, continuous, flying freely in the spring breeze, rain drops in the river: "jingle, jingle." The sound is beautiful and urgent, like a string of clever notes. The rain dripped on the ground along the branches, making the ground wet a lot. Lovely grass grows up under the care of spring rain, and flowers flying in the air play freely. The rain in spring is colorful. When the wind blows, it is like a girl's running hair, flying freely, like a silk curtain hanging in the air, shrouded in seven-color dreams. Spring rain adds beauty to the world and vitality to people.
It rains endlessly in summer. In the hot summer, the rain floats freely on the buds of flowers and trees, making them feel cool and clear and giving them greater strength to serve others. In the rain, people can see young trees playing, small fish singing and flowers performing their beautiful dances, which is pleasing to the eye. In summer, rain can make people cool and happy. Suddenly, a big drop of water fell on the tip of the blade of grass, and a big drop of water fell on the tip of the blade of grass, and disappeared playfully in the grass with a swish. Suddenly, naughty hiding in the grass disappeared.
Autumn rain is cool and pure white. Under the care of the earth, a big drop of water freely falls on the tip of the grass. On a bright morning, the road rustling in autumn rain reached the ground, nourishing the earth and reviving everything on the earth. The fruit trees on the farm grew bright red fruits, and the farmers' uncles began to harvest.
Winter rain, cold and comfortable, falls on the grass. The grass was cold and straight, and suddenly it got into the arms of Mother Earth. Kiss the rain with open hands, it is free and active between your warm lips. The laughter in the belly is particularly beautiful on the silent vilen. After the winter rain, the mountains are covered with a new breath of life, and the blue sky is like the sea, which makes people doubt that spring has arrived. It is the winter rain that awakens people's "sleeping" heart window.
Four seasons rain-continuous, fierce, pure and comfortable, four seasons rain makes the world more exciting, I love you, four seasons rain.
On the first day, I wrote a landscape composition with 600 words. The fifth article is the sunshine, green grass and blue sky outside the window. Actually, the scenery outside the window is the most beautiful. Towards dusk, I opened the window and looked out.
The air is mixed with the mixed smell of moist air and soil washed by vegetation, and the fresh and hot air quickly turns into people's bodies. When the wind blows, the earth becomes greener. Blowing through the treetops, the leaves shook gently, as if dancing, blowing through the pond, and the water in the pond was singing happily.
Looking into the distance, the overlapping mountains were shrouded in veil-like mist. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have slept next to each other for tens of millions of years. No one has ever awakened their dreams. No one has ever dared to go deep into their hearts. Even adventurous hunters only go to its feet, chasing wild boar, goats and birds running down the mountain, and never reach its peak. After all this, these mountains seem to be covered with moss. Some peaks are like orangutans grinning and growling; Next to the orangutan, there is a mountain like its tribute-bananas and peaches; There are also peaks like the giant Buddha, chanting cross-legged ... Looking around, Qian Shan is a blue sea and blue sky, stretching for thousands of miles.
In front of the peak, a row of white houses are displayed, as if it had just rained, and there are rainbows on the houses, which are connected from the horizon. In front of and behind the house is a large camellia field, and someone is working! Camellia is in full bloom, and the flowers are light green or beige, like clouds.
It's getting dark. By the pool, several weeping willows are gently brushing the water, making ripples. All the sounds have stopped, and it's surprisingly quiet. Suddenly, the cricket broke the silence and serenaded, and the little frog with lotus leaves by the pool joined the small band. The sparrow in the tree seems to be very shy, and once in a while it stops chirping! The earth becomes hazy, as if it were a dream world.
The scenery outside the window is really beautiful!