The campus in autumn is still brilliant and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; Flowers don't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but they are still fragrant and open, still attracting bees with fragrance; Butterflies are still dancing on campus, attracting students' attention with their beautiful figures. There are some yellow leaves falling from trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condenses into milky heat in the fresh air.
Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn. Trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; Sometimes standing still; Sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches.
However, E799BE5BAA6E58685E5EB93133335306265, all these do not affect the charm of late autumn trees. The flowers on campus are still blooming, bees are still busy collecting honey, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.
The sky in late autumn is unusually solemn and bright. After the self-study, it was already dark, which made people feel very mysterious. There are several stars in the high sky, which makes people wonder: where have all the other stars gone? I like late autumn, bright sky and cool season! Autumn scenery, you came quietly, silently, and in a blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes. You came to the field quietly, and the wheat fragrance drifted away, and the fields of crops looked like rolling waves from a distance; Looking closely, wheat bent over with laughter, sorghum blushed, corn blossomed, and people in the field were busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvest wheat, sorghum, corn and soybeans, and send them to the country after harvesting.
"Youyang's song tells the joy of farmers' autumn harvest. You came quietly, brought a yellow dress and a red dress, and looked at the mountain on the side, as if you had crossed a layer of gold.
Flying leisurely, countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group circled in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, and the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it looks like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It is simply a piece of Red Sea, covering half the sky. It is connected with Xia Guang and burning like a flame. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and even forgets that in a few days, winter is coming.
You came quietly, bringing beautiful Qiu Guang scenery and rich fruits. Listen, gongs and drums are loud and lively. People who have been busy for a year are filled with overwhelming joy: "Another bumper harvest year has come." I am infatuated with autumn! Autumn-colorful season, fruit harvest season, thriving season.
Autumn in my hometown is neither too hot nor too cold. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are beginning to wither, one thing is getting more and more mature-rice. When I walked out of the house and looked around, the first thing I saw was rice. There is so much rice.
Rice matures gradually in people's unconscious. Autumn in my hometown is golden yellow, and basically everything is yellow.
In autumn in my hometown, rice ripens and turns yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the grass withered and turned yellow.
In autumn in my hometown, the leaves on the trees gradually turn yellow and will soon wither. In the fields, dirt roads and roadsides, whatever green plants are basically going to wither.
Especially the grass, is waiting for the arrival of spring, adding a touch of green to the world. Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. There are big peaches on peach trees, big pears on pear trees, huge oranges on orange trees, mature rice in the fields, and many edible fruits are ripe.
The wind is so soft, the water is so smooth, the sky is so blue and people are so active. Autumn in my hometown is like this, comparable to spring.
Autumn in my hometown is much warmer than winter in my hometown, and autumn in my hometown is cooler than summer. Ah, how gentle you are in autumn in your hometown! Autumn in my hometown is also the autumn in my hometown when I was a child. It's always blue and charming. Occasionally, the clouds are changing all kinds of graphics, leaving you endless reverie.
However, the autumn of middle age is also the autumn of a foreign land, and I always can't see my thoughts at that time. When I arrived in Linyi a few days ago, I looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window on the expressway, as if I had returned to my childhood and hometown.
Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest. I remember how "cool" it was to hold round and big sweet potatoes at dusk in first frost, in the smoke not far away. What's more, burned soybeans with dead leaves are looking for endless autumn fragrance. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world! At least in the present city, I have never smelled it! Autumn is the season when "yellow things fade".
The original green leaves gradually lost their true colors of life. Under the attack of wind, frost, rain and snow, it turns yellow day by day, and then quietly floats down with the wind. At the moment of enjoying the beautiful scenery, I had to wear delicate yellow leaves and hang them under the eaves, waiting to enjoy the fragrance floating from the scones after burning.
My mouth is watering. An able young man can eat ten at a time. I have never smelled such a kind fragrance in my wandering after leaving home! At that time, there was no sadness in the fallen leaves of my hometown. Now, the fallen leaves in a foreign land are just countless. In my heart, the occasional thoughts and comforts are all in the face of this silent destruction, whether it is fire nirvana or life evolution.
Someone in autumn scenery said, "Autumn is really beautiful!" Especially looking for autumn. Autumn is in the field
The rice in the field is ripe, and the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a big piece of gold. In the east, people come here with harvesters. They let every grain of rice into the warehouse.
In autumn in the Woods, the leaves of all kinds of trees are yellow and fall on the pond and the ground one by one. However, the pine tree still stands tall and motionless in the wind, and its leaves are still so green.
Autumn is in the garden. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, including red, yellow, green, white and orange ... The petals of these chrysanthemums are like thin shredded radish.
Some chrysanthemums have their petals spread out, showing bright yellow.
2. A scene description composition 400 words The biting cold wind ruthlessly blew away the joy of people's harvest, and the heavy snow covered up all the noise and sunny mood at the same time. In the cold wind, the topic of "hate winter" spread all over the city with the wind as the carrier, and also reached my ears in winter. But winter is not sad, she is still so calm and natural. She knows that as time goes by, her children will go home soon in spring.
Winter in the story is like a behind-the-scenes worker in real life, or a person who plays a "villain" on the stage. They are willing to suffer. As long as the performance goes well, they will think that sweat is dew; No matter how the director demonizes the negative characters, he thinks it is his responsibility to successfully contrast the positive characters. After the scenery, people often remember which actor performed well on the stage, but who can tell the master plan of the party; At the end of the film, people talked about the touching scene of the hero saving the United States, but who would care that the "bad guy" was injured many times because of filming "Beaten"
It is true that the focus of the party is the performance of real stars, and the selling point of the film is really the hero's character. After watching and laughing, don't forget to bring the cast behind the scenes. Only in this way, those "winters" will be very moved.
If winter comes, can spring be far behind? The philosophy contained in simple words has inspired generation after generation, but I always feel that this is a bit unfair to winter, giving people the feeling that they are advising you: stay up for another two days! Think of the flowers in spring, this damn winter is not so hard!
But do you know that sowing in spring will be smooth without heavy snow? If there is no ice in winter, will the soil be wet in spring? Without the tempering of severe winter, will the footsteps of Miss Chun be so healthy and firm? It is true that winter is the mother of spring. Therefore, I want to pirate an old man Shelley's sentence: Without the arrival of winter, there will be no beautiful approach of spring. Winter is a great mother.
Spring is gorgeous, summer is passionate and autumn is full. Most people want to be as pure, sunny and steady as they are. But I like winter, not that I pretend to be different, not that I pretend to have personality. I really love the coolness, selflessness and tolerance in winter. From my personality orientation, I will probably be a behind-the-scenes person in the future, and I like it as much as I like winter. I will try my best, although I am not beautiful; I will work hard, although I am not dazzling. Because I think:
Being a "winter" is more attractive.
A long time ago, on a dark autumn night, I was boating on a gloomy river in Siberia. The ship came to a corner, under the dark mountain ahead, and suddenly sparks flashed. The fire was bright and bright, as if it were just around the corner.
"Well, thank goodness!" I said happily, "I can go to my place for the night soon!" " "
The boatman turned his head, glanced at the fire behind him, and then paddled disapprovingly. "How far away!"
I don't believe what he said, because the fire broke through the hazy night and flashed clearly there. But the boatman is right: in fact, the fire is still far away.
The characteristics of these night fires are: dispelling darkness, shining and fascinating. At first glance, it is only a few strokes away, but it is still far away. We rowed on the dark river for a long time. Canyon and cliff, coming face to face, and then moving back, as if disappearing in the vast distance, but the fire still stops in front, shining and fascinating. Still so close, still so far.
Now, whether it is this dark river covered by the shadow of a cliff or a bright fire, it often appears in my mind. Before and after this, there were many fires that seemed close at hand, and I was not the only one who was fascinated. But the river of life still flows between the gloomy banks, and the fire is still far away. Therefore, the mud must be hardened.
However, the fire is ahead after all.
4. A composition describing the scene of a 400-word spring outing
The first time I went for a spring outing, I couldn't sleep that night, thinking about what would happen tomorrow? Can our head teacher dance? I fell asleep after thinking about it. When I woke up, it was already seven o'clock the next morning. I got up quickly and opened the window. It's sunny. Today is a good day. We will have a good time.
We gathered in the square, and the students all dressed up like festivals. After the teacher took a picture of us, we set off.
Our destination is willow forest, and we came to the willow tree all the way, talking and laughing. The students quickly took action, some collecting firewood, some carrying water and some making tea. Many hands make light work, and soon our brunch will be ready. Each group took out their own food, put it on the "dining table"-a newspaper spread on the ground, and ate happily. At this time, "robbing the teacher" had an accident. Originally, we arranged two teachers in each group, but in order to let each teacher eat the dishes prepared by his own group, the students pulled the teachers into their own group, so each group took action one after another. The teacher was dragged around like this, and the whole scene was lively and touching, and our brunch ended in laughter.
After lunch, our "cultural feast" began again. Every group of us has prepared a program, and many students can't wait to show their songs and dances. One group after another performed their own wonderful programs, singing and dancing, and even the birds in the forest accompanied us. At that time, a scene of singing and dancing. Everyone is intoxicated in this ocean of joy, forgetting the troubles in class and the unhappiness on weekdays, and completely integrating into nature.
After that, the students began to sing again, with a posture of "not drunk and not returning". At this time, some students and teachers are sitting by the river in the forest. They are talking cordially. I also joined this team, and we listened to the teacher's childhood stories, as if we were back to childhood. I noticed that the teacher always has a smile on his face, and the teacher's smile shines in our hearts, just like a poem said: "The teacher's smile is like bright sunshine, warm in the hearts of children;" The teacher's smile is as fragrant as flowers. We study at school, just like in the garden. "
Good times always pass by in a hurry, and before you know it, it will be afternoon. After dinner, we took a group photo again, leaving this unforgettable page. Then reluctantly set foot on the way home in the sunset.
5. A 400-word composition describing the scene of the Olympic Games. Today is my first time to participate in the Olympic Games.
When I walked into the classroom, it was so noisy. Some students are pressing with computers to do Olympic math exercises; Home.sanwen8.cn, some students write in groups of three.
Discuss how to do each problem in pairs; Some students sit still and worry about the game. I sat there watching and trying to practice.
Ding, this crisp sound woke us up. Let's treat it with a calm mood. When the papers were handed out, the classroom was quiet and there was no composition.
Sound. Everyone picked up a pen, doing and doing. Oh, no, I am in trouble. I can't solve this problem. What should I do? I frowned and thought about it. At first glance, why do many students have the same expressions as me? Oh, it turns out that the students have also encountered problems! I kept thinking and finally figured it out. At this point, I am smiling. Some students are still like that, and some students are smiling.
Ding, it is crisp * * * "shout". At this time, the classroom became noisy again. Some students are nervously discussing how to do the problem, and when it comes to how to do it; Some students are curious to ask others how many questions they can do and how many points they get; Some students are too scared to behave and meditate. I'm still sitting thinking. composition
Ah, this is my first time to participate in the Olympic Games!
6. A 400-word composition describing a scene-sports meeting.
The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are flying. The annual autumn sports meeting finally kicked off in the expectation of the students. In this sports meeting, our class made great achievements. One of them won four first places, and the most memorable one was Ye Dengfeng's running.
On the red plastic track, there was only a bang, and the athletes ran forward like arrows. At this time, the students on both sides of the runway surrounded a thick wall of people, and everyone kept shouting: "Come on! Come on! " In a "refueling" sound, the athletes rushed to catch up, and soon, the stadium entered a white-hot stage. I saw Ye Dengfeng in our class dump other athletes for half a lap like a tiger going downhill. I wonder if he has learned the lesson of the last "tortoise and rabbit race". This time, he didn't relax himself, swung his hands hard, spread his legs, and struggled to run to the finish line. We are also enthusiastic. Come on! The people behind you are chasing you, so you must stay first! "I'm afraid he won't treat sth lightly like last time. In the end, Shi Duomo and Ye Dengfeng easily won the 400-meter championship. We cheered and cheered, and the 400-meter race ended in a burst of warm applause.
This autumn sports meeting is the last sports meeting of my primary school career. I'm glad that our class achieved impressive results in the last sports meeting, and I'm also pleased with my good performance.
People long for sunny days and love sunny days, but without rainy days, there would be no rainbow.
—— Inscription I remember that when I was in the first grade, the school held a sports meeting. This is my first school sports meeting since junior high school.
At that time, I was very happy to participate in the women's 800-meter race. In the warm sunshine, the school organized all the students in Grade One and Grade Two to hold the school sports meeting.
The school sports meeting began. First, 100 meter hurdles, then 100 meter sprints, and then it was my turn-the women's 800-meter long-distance running. 100-meter hurdles and 100-meter sprints are all finished, and the 800-meter long-distance race is coming.
But I stayed in class with another contestant. At this time, I looked at the clock on the wall and found that the 800-meter long-distance race was about to begin.
I immediately cleaned up the things on the desktop, glanced around after work, but I couldn't see the classmate, only to find that the classmate had gone to the playground. So, I flew to the playground.
At this time, I saw all the students who participated in the women's 800-meter long-distance running standing happily on the playground, waiting for the order of the PE teacher, so I accelerated my pace, but I always felt uneasy. "Bang-"something terrible happened.
I almost ran to the playground, but the game had already started. At this time, I just stood there and looked at the athletes.
I stayed there alone, thinking: Did I really lose? Yes, I really lost! This is worse than the loss of the last player. This is a complete loss! After staying for a while, I walked back to the classroom in despair. Walking, Li Heceng Dongxia saw me, came over and asked with concern, "! Where are you? " At this time, an unbearable pain surged from my heart, and my eyes were full of tears, which seemed to flow down.
I said to them lifelessly, "There is no ranking." They were puzzled and asked, "No, what's the matter?" Suddenly, the tears in my eyes could not wait to flow down, and I began to cry in a low voice.
After a while, I said hesitantly, "When I arrived, the game had already started." They both comforted me: "Stop crying, Yan Xia!" After that, we walked back to the classroom together, but my eyes still contained tears of despair and pain.
I was walking with my head down when I heard a familiar voice shouting, "Xia Yan!" "Oh, it's Zhang Xueting. She looked at me and saw that my eyes were red. She teased me and said, "Don't cry, I'll cry if you cry again!" " "Say that finish, she pretended to want to cry.
I still looked down at her, and when I saw her like that, I couldn't help laughing. I smiled and said to Xue Ting, "I don't cry, I really don't cry! Then you won't cry? " Then everyone laughed.
Although I did laugh, my heart ached. When I saw several classmates racking their brains to make me stop crying, they really tried their best! Then how can I cry? Rainy days bring me encouragement, confidence and sincere friendship ... Ah, how beautiful the rainbow is after the rain! Remote movement will drip.
"Ha ha ha ....." Ah? Which class heard such a loud laugh? Oh, it turned out to be our five-year class (1). Why do we laugh so happily? Because we're having a party.
"Lost ..." After hearing the sweet singing of Never Change, do you think a girl in the class is having a recital? If you think so, you are wrong. That is the masterpiece of Nie Lei, a great actor in our class. He is a real boy! His specialty is talking and singing in a girl's voice.
After singing a song, he went to the stage, picked up the orchid hand for us like an ancient woman, said a hail, and said delicately, "Please forgive me for the little girl's poor singing." He made the whole class burst into laughter.
After the talent show, the host cleared his throat and said, "It's time for a sharp turn in IQ, and whoever answers correctly will get rich prizes!" " "The students are ready to fight. In everyone's expectation, the host said cunningly, "The hammer hits the egg-the hammer doesn't rot", right? " The impatient Xiao Dong immediately raised his hand: "No!" "Wrong answer!" A treacherous smile appeared on the host's face.
Xiaofang quickly replied: "That's right!" The host still shook his head and smiled more mysteriously. The class was lost in thought: What's the matter? I thought about it carefully for a while, and suddenly it flashed: "I know!" " ""then you go. "
I stood up and said confidently, "This statement is right and wrong. If the second word "hammer" is used as the meaning of the noun "hammer", it will become "hammer, hammer, egg-hammer does not rot", which is of course correct! However, if the second word "hammer" is taken as the meaning of the verb "hammer or something", this sentence becomes "hammer breaks eggs-hammer doesn't rot eggs", which is of course wrong! So this sentence is right or wrong, wrong. "
"Oh, I see." The whole class suddenly realized and clapped their hands.
The programs of the get-together party are one after another, which is really wonderful and dizzying. Among them, my favorite is Fantasy.
Each student wrote three notes, one is the person, the other is the place, and the other is what to do. The weirder the better. The host draws one note from each of the three piles of notes collected and forms a sentence to read.
At the sight of the note, the host grinned: "Zhao Wencheng is in the tree ..." "What's wrong?" The student asked eagerly. The host smiled and said, "Touch the fish!" "Ha ha ha!" Everyone laughed again.
The host also read a lot of funny words, and we laughed so hard that our stomachs hurt, and some students even shed tears. I don't know who is so "damaged" and moved our class teacher: "Miss Li is taking a bath in the pot."
Laughter broke out in class, and we were still so immersed in joy that we didn't even notice the bell after class. I hope this happy time can last forever.
8. Scene Description 400-word composition "Spring Festival" is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. At this time, every family will get together for a reunion dinner. Migrant workers are busy packing their bags, ready to go home, holding a year's salary, and their hearts are warm; We children who have achieved good results are in high spirits, waiting for their parents' praise ... Streets and alleys, community supermarkets, everywhere is a scene of jubilation and excitement.
Today is New Year's Eve. In the early morning, the golden sun shines all over the earth. My mother and I went shopping happily, and the street seemed to change overnight. The streets are full of lanterns and colorful decorations, which are very lively. Every household posted "Daofu", couplets and red lanterns. People dressed in festive costumes, with smiles on their faces, went to various markets, some shopping, some watching, and there was a happy and detailed scene.
At 8 pm, the Spring Festival Gala begins. Our family sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The program of the party is wonderful: beautiful and moving songs, humorous sketches and funny cross talk. All kinds of programs dazzle me.
"Dangdang Dangdang ..." As the New Year bell rings, fireworks will ring together. My father and I took out the fireworks we had already prepared and lit the fireworks tube. We only heard a loud noise. A fireworks bomb rose into the air and exploded in an instant. The exploding fireworks look like a beautiful lotus with petals flying in the air. At this time, fireworks are ejected from the fireworks tube, flashing in the sky like countless bright and dazzling meteors ... There are other fireworks in the sky, some of them. Loud firecrackers, brilliant fireworks, flying in the sky, all kinds of colors, embellishing the sky into a flower, the night sky suddenly became dazzling. At this time, the scene was surrounded by the melody of laughter, firecrackers, shouts and music. It's really lively.
9. Scene Description Composition (about 400 words) Scene Description-Rain
In the afternoon, it is a pleasure to immerse yourself in the ocean of books.
Suddenly, the wind blew outside the window, and the wind hit the window, making a whining sound, like the roar of a wild animal, long and sad and disturbing. I handed out the book in my hand and leaned against the window to watch. The white clouds that once chased and frolicked have disappeared without a trace. On the contrary, they are gloomy clouds. Could it be that they accidentally fell into God's ink bottle and got ink on it? The sky is getting darker and darker, and the dark clouds have completely covered the sun, gathering more and more, surging, brewing, brewing ... "Pa!" A flash of lightning, like a sword that surprises, broke the final peace. Then, the rain poured down! Raindrops hit the roof and windows, making a thrilling sound, as if playing a symphony that makes people excited. This torrential rain not only hit the bricks, but also hit the earth and my heart. Looking around, the flowers, trees and road vehicles in front of us were washed away by the pouring rain, throwing away the soil and dust.
The rain has stopped, and it will stop soon. Summer rain is always like this-it comes quickly and goes quickly. There are some things in the world, why not!
10. Math Composition 400 words Today, because my parents are at work, my mother sent me to Xinhua Bookstore, which is crowded. As soon as I entered the door, a hot air came to my face. This lively scene made me suddenly impulsive. The bookshelves are crowded with people. If you want to see clearly, you have to squeeze in. I used to be so "civilized" that I forgot any courtesy. I exploited every loophole. I completely ignored the pressure from behind and chose books at will. After a while, I finally chose the book I read. Squeezing out of the crowd, I found one who looked like a teacher holding a lot of books. I asked the teacher politely, do you need any help? The teacher readily agreed. Teacher, are you choosing books for your students? Yes! How many students are there in your class? The teacher didn't tell me directly, but asked me, let me guess. There are 6 copies per person, leaving 4 1 copy, and 8 copies per person are short of 29 copies. How many students are there? How many books? This time, I was stumped. I thought about it and suddenly had an idea. The two points are different, resulting in a difference of 4 1+29=70 (books). Everyone divides six books into eight, and the difference is 8-6 = 2 (books). Oh! Suddenly, I understood that the total difference is known, and the difference between everyone is also known. Isn't that the total number? I quickly found out that there were 35 students, and when the number of students was found out, the books were easier to find. 6*35+4 1=25 1 (Ben) I told my teacher the answer, and the teacher said, "You are great! Exactly! "
In fact, mathematics is quite interesting, especially when you get the correct answer through hard work. The beauty in your heart is really unspeakable! In the future, I will explore and discover in the castle of mathematics and constantly experience the happiness brought by success.