Face-to-face description at the scene. In the composition Chinese class, the teacher asked us to wrestle. Who will lose the reputation of "Hercules"? Please wait and see. The teacher named "Huang Zhenyu" and "Zheng" to wrestle at the podium. There is a great difference in strength between them. Zheng is tall and strong, and Huang Zhenyu is thin and short. Zheng strided onto the platform, while Huang Zhenyu was at a loss in his seat. Encouraged by his classmates, he slowly stepped onto the platform. He is probably afraid that the sudden game will make him lose face. Huang Zhenyu thought: Even if you lose, you should lose with backbone, save some face and "lose without losing"! They are gearing up and eager to try. After warming up, they put their hands on the platform and held each other's hands tightly. Go! At the teacher's command, Huang Zhenyu took the lead. I tried my best to nurse, and my face turned into pig liver color. Not to be outdone, Zheng went all out. Somehow, Zheng burst out laughing. He didn't know whether he was laughing at Huang Zhenyu's smallness or his complacency. Huang Zhenyu saw that he let his guard down, put all his eggs in one basket and tried his best to turn defeat into victory. Everyone froze, the classroom was silent, a needle fell to the ground, and everyone could hear it. The students originally wanted to feel aggrieved that Huang Zhenyu was at a disadvantage. Unexpectedly, Huang Zhenyu actually won. After a few seconds of silence, thunderous applause rang out in the classroom. Everyone said in unison: "Huang Zhenyu, good job!" "Huang Zhenyu, I am proud of you!" "Huang Zhenyu, you are really great!" ..... Shouting, zhen-Huang Yu smiled shyly. In fact, Zheng could have easily defeated Huang Zhenyu, but he relaxed and let Huang Zhenyu take advantage of the loophole, and "Pride goes before a fall" came true. I feel deeply about this arm-wrestling competition. Huang Zhen's spirit of defying power and winning by wisdom is commendable. We should learn from him and carry forward this spirit!
I sat at my desk and looked out of the window with ecstasy. Listening to the chirping of birds and the sound of friends chasing and playing, I realized that today is Sunday. However, since I entered the sixth grade, Sunday no longer seems to belong to me. I was dizzy after finishing my mother's homework this morning. At noon, I almost said in a pleading tone, "Mom, can I go out for a while?" "no!" Mom said simply. I am like a depressed ball, slumped at my desk. After lunch, my mother said to me, "I prepared three sets of math problems for you this afternoon. You must finish them before you come back!" " "I couldn't help crying after listening to it. My mother left home with malicious words and watched my mother leave. I said sternly, "all you know is to study." I'm bored to death! "Unexpectedly, my mother heard it. She turned around and said angrily, "You 13 years old. It's time to be sensible. Who am I for? "You still have half a semester to graduate. If you don't study hard now and can't get into a key junior high school, there will be no hope for high school, let alone college! " Say that finish, bang, the door was locked, and the "emperor" could not be disobeyed. Mom, I can understand your feeling of looking for a girl to be a phoenix, but I don't want to be a bird that doesn't grow up in its nest. I want to be an eagle to fight the Wan Li sky. Mom, please give me back Sunday.
The 50-word scene description should be combined with our campus. Every time you turn around or change your perspective, different scenery will appear in front of you: quiet and lively teaching building, lush fir forest, colorful flower beds, pleasing plastic track playground ... and I like her corner best-the place surrounded by the teaching building and affectionately called "quadrangle" by our teachers and students. In the middle of the yard, there is a tall and straight pine tree, like a green pagoda. As high as our classroom on the fourth floor! The bark feels uneven and full of vicissitudes. Its feet are covered with a layer of dark green furry "carpet", and the grass surrounds it, looking up at it, as if snuggling in dad's arms. On the left of the pine tree is the most exciting drip pool. The drip pond is built next to the East Teaching Building. The wall next to it is a stone wall made of special decorative materials. The colors are green and gray, and it is concave and convex. A few bright flowers on the diagonal corner make it vivid at once! There is a hole under the stone wall, and on the other side of the hole is the corridor of the East Teaching Building. Many first-grade children put their heads in curiously from time to time and then shrank back. Below the hole is a swimming pool. The pool is surrounded by pebbles and cement of various colors. There are aquatic plants in the pool! There are all kinds of goldfish: red hydrangea, pink pearls, colorful dzi beads ... Look, the fastest and most naughty one is my beloved "Little Butterfly", and she is playing hide-and-seek with her friends again! There are some stone tables and chairs on the right side of the pine tree. Always clean! Why? Because we all like sitting there reading and playing games! Class is over, it's boiling here. At the beginning of class, Xiaoyu must be listening to Lang Lang reading ... A corner of the campus. Why didn't your beauty make me love my campus more? !
Write down a 300-word party scene. On New Year's Day, our class held a get-together in the classroom.
In the morning, the students came to the classroom in high spirits. I saw colorful ribbons hanging in the classroom, all over the doors, lights and blackboards.
Balloons are fluttering and ribbons are flying. When some students saw this scene, they couldn't help shouting, "Wow-it's beautiful!"
In the afternoon, the students came and sat in their seats to watch the performance. After a while, the party began. First, the host speaks. After the speech, the get-together officially began. Some play guitar, cello, violin, cross talk, allegro and singing. You really have everything. But what impressed me most was playing the pipa and writing programs. "Next, Peng will play the pipa for everyone." Peng strode to the middle of the classroom, sat down and played quietly. When she plays a piece of music, it sounds like a hundred birds contend, and the music is very crisp and beautiful. She seems to blend in when she plays. Her music is smooth and beautiful, and my body and mind are intoxicated by it. Soon, Peng's performance was over. Ah! After listening to this song, all my troubles and worries were forgotten. Listening to a song, I seem to have gained countless spiritual food, and I can never get tired of listening to it. After our class performed a program, the small audience echoed with warm applause. Finally, in order to celebrate the arrival of the New Year, we sang a song-The Same Song.
"Flowers once told me how you walked, and the earth knows every corner of your heart. No one will miss the sweet dream, and finally we have this happy moment today ..." With the singing of this song, we finally have it.
The cold snap of composition is coming (scene description). A high school composition with 300 words describing winter: Winter.
In this composition describing winter, the author mainly reflects the cold in winter by writing about students' performance in "basketball court" and "classroom". The language of the article is beautiful, and figures of speech are used in many places, which highlights the characteristics of "cold" in winter and is a good article.
Cold, a heartless angel. Every time she passes you gently, she is unknown at all, and a lingering and impermanent charm makes you curl up and instantly turn a drop of hot sweat in your palm into a memory that has just passed away. ...
On campus, the atmosphere is warm. But it was destroyed by cold.
On the basketball court, the air is mixed with cold breath, which makes people feel very strange to the campus.
"It's so cold!" I puffed up my face and frowned, and I couldn't help but spit out hot air. The hot air is like a rolling fog, and the whole person is like smoking a cigarette, and the color of the gas can be seen clearly. Everyone is running on the basketball court. You chase me and I chase you. The wind dare not neglect and follow closely. Cold is like an invisible chain, which suddenly grabs everyone's clothes.
Wu Guangyuan blushed like wintersweet, and her bloodshot big ears seemed to be frozen, as if she would cry with pain at the touch. "Cold!" Feng, who ran by, immediately stopped, his hot palm was pale with cold illusion, and his two calves were shaking. He magically took out a crumpled paper towel from his pocket, and his half-narrowed eyes were pointing down, staring blankly at the clear nose flowing through his lips. He was so carried away that he wrapped the cold mark in paper. ...
In the classroom, the warm atmosphere was also pushed to the corner by the cold.
You see, the cold is crazy in the classroom, and the students' hands are trying to write. I don't know when they will solidify forever. I just feel like I want to get rid of my hand, but I can't finish it. Even after finishing my homework, my fingers seem to be used to working constantly, like a sports car with broken brakes and can't relax. Shao, who caught a cold next to him, sniffed as hard as a puppy smelled the fragrance. Don't listen to her nose. Surrounded by cold naughty boys, she frowned painfully, and a "green spring" flowed down the cold.
Pieces of cold, somehow, quickly turned into a runaway wild horse, spinning wildly in our group, "Ah cut!" " "Everyone broke into screams tortured by the cold, involuntarily tightened the buttons that were not strictly worn, and the dry and cold hands also had a home-a warm pocket.
Cold drives the wind, and the blade blows on everyone's warm heart. The charm of "flying clouds and rising winds" is also on the track of growth, and sometimes disappears. ...
Everyone feels different about winter. The article "Writing Winter in Senior One: Winter" is the author's feeling. I also hope that all students can write their own feelings!
Please give me a model essay, which requires a scene description composition and two scene descriptions. Scene description should be combined with point and surface, with more than 450 words.
The sky is as blue as the sea, and the rehearsal cloud turns into a huge smiling face, as if welcoming an exciting charity sale.
Wait, hope. Finally, the charity sale arrived, and I couldn't wait to pick up the money. I came to the playground as fast as I could and looked around.
Look! The originally quiet playground suddenly boiled up, with a sea of people and a lot of excitement, as if it had become a flea market. An eye-catching signboard "rises from the ground" flies into the ear, "Don't miss it when passing by, sell it cheaply, sell it cheaply!" The students suddenly became experienced salespeople and salesmen. "Your love, your sincerity, your value-for-money lottery has begun!" "The shouts on the playground are endless.
Merchants also have their own tricks to attract customers! Look! The female students of Class 5-7 danced a Bai dance at the gate of the store, smiling all the time. The beautiful dance attracted many customers to watch. Shops, some selling toys and books, some selling school supplies, some selling accessories, and some selling nameless gadgets. ...
Everyone is very busy, which is really a pleasure. Look! Several salesmen in Class 63, pedaling chairs and holding some plush toys, jumped around in the air, blushing and shouting, "Look, look!" " Bought a toy book in the lottery, bought a book once, 100% won the prize! "Small accountants are not far behind, recording the amount of money spent on everything and helping to promote sales from time to time. Students who buy goods even came up with a strange way to buy exquisite goods, looking around the playground, buying at a low price and selling at a high price. Ha ha! Really worthy of the title of small businessman!
At this time, Ben's shop was also crowded with people sticking their chests to their backs. Yang Man Peng Kun, holding a book in his hand, waved it in the air and shouted, "One value detective novel, 10 yuan! Good luck is not to be missed! Come and buy! " As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe, his eyes wide open and his body swayed from side to side. Salesman Pu Wenxuan is not idle. He held the money in his left hand, handed it to the customer in his right hand and quickly changed it. He also reported the number to the students who kept accounts behind him: "Thank you for your patronage! Yes, 10 yuan! "
Just then, I also started a big search, "Well-start with my own store!" "I said to myself. The orange cover caught my eye. Oh, is this my favorite One Hundred Celebrities Who Moved the World? I suddenly shouted happily, "I want this book, Pu Wenxuan. Here is the money. Keep the change! " "
Time seems like running water, fast, the charity sale is over and the playground is quiet again. Although there are not many angles, it contains a love and a dedication; Little by little, but condensed into great power. This charity sale bought a lot of favorite items, which also contributed to the arrival of ethnic partners and offered a piece of love.
Scene Description Model essay (less than 300 words) Olympic Games 2009-12-1418: At 8 o'clock on August 8, the Beijing Olympic Games, which attracted worldwide attention and was expected by the whole country, kicked off at the National Stadium. This is "a magnificent epic masterpiece", "with strong artistic shock and appeal", which shows the glory and dreams of the Chinese nation in a highly concentrated way and greatly inspires the national pride of the people of China.
I like lighting, but the lighting on the 8th tonight, the magical change, made me dumbfounded. First of all, it shows the passage of time, so many people perform together, which is neat and convincing. . .
I love fireworks, but the smoke of 29 footprints at the opening ceremony made me confused and unbelievable. They walked confidently to Beijing and approached us. ...
However, the large-scale cultural performances at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games are unique, reflecting the styles of China and China. In the huge scene, there is an epic charm, which is a visual feast with the charm of civilization as its content, giving people a strong shock. From papermaking, movable type printing, compass, fire official documents to calligraphy, Kunqu opera, Beijing opera and Chinese painting, from the Maritime Silk Road to the modern "starry sky", taking history as a mirror and the splendid cultural heritage as the latitude, the large-scale cultural performances at the opening ceremony showed the world the splendid civilization of China for 5,000 years, with almost no missing essence and moving features. The giant "footprint" of fireworks, along the ancient central axis of Beijing, from Yongdingmen and Tiananmen to the National Stadium, symbolizes the historical footprint from ancient China to modern China, with far-reaching implications.
The most exciting thing is the moment when the flame is lit. Prince of gymnastics Li Ning flew in the air and lit the flame. Until the moment when Li Ning lit the flame, "Come on, China, Come on, Olympics" resounded through the night sky. At that moment, I was really proud of China and cheered for my motherland. . .
The large-scale cultural performances at the opening ceremony brilliantly displayed the essence of China culture, demonstrated the concepts of harmony, combining rigidity with softness, and harmony between man and nature, and implicitly expressed the "China voice" of peaceful development and building a harmonious world. The large-scale cultural performances at the opening ceremony artistically told the world the harmonious connotation of China culture and let the world know China better.
When I saw the splendid fireworks over Beijing and athletes from all over the world gathered in the National Stadium, my pride was hard to express.
There are many celebrities in my hometown, such as "artist", "chess superman" and "farmer king". Among these celebrities, what I admire most is this "artist" who has only met me several times in his life. On Sunday, I had nothing to do, so I went for a walk in the nearby park. When I came to the park, I saw a busy booth at a glance. Hey, hey, why is this place short of this lady? Go and have a look. Before I got to the booth, I saw a middle-aged man writing "artistic words" attentively. I looked funny, so I gave it generously and left the name template on the manuscript paper with a stroke of the pen. After a long time, it was finally my turn. I saw him "brush" a few times with a special colored pen, and a red and yellow bird appeared as the first stroke of my surname "Yan". Then I wrote "factory" in a deep color, then changed the color to red and white, bent it a few times at will under "factory" and added two points connected by brush strokes in the middle. Hey, hey, Yan is finished. Next, it's Peggy's turn. I saw him use something that looks like a flower in green, but it's not a flower, as a "one" and bamboo as a stroke that looks like a "gold". Finally, he finished the word "Yan" with two lovely purple-blue birds. It's the turn to write the word "south", and the word "wood" is replaced by a small tree. The word "South" is described by phoenix and bamboo, which is really beautiful. The last sentence, I am full of joy, oh, I am almost finished. I saw a sun, a bamboo, a "wood" composed of a bird and a butterfly, and the word "south" composed of a magpie and several bamboos, all like a beautiful landscape painting, which makes people feel beautiful. I took back the word "art" and my heart was full of admiration for that person. Wow! I really admire this! Hee hee, I will give him a long-lost title of "Artist" for his amazing skills, haha! '
Imitate Ansai waist drum scene description (200-300 words) basketball.
-Imitation Ansai waist drum
A group of energetic teenagers.
There is a green playground under their feet. Their faces are filled with sunny smiles.
Warm sunshine is sprinkled on the playground and into their hearts.
They look calm and smiling. The basketball next to it is bulging, as if it had never moved.
But, look!
A dozen teenagers with anxious eyes, such as a hungry tiger and an angry bear, jumped out of their eyes. Like showers, they dribbled the ball in a hurry. Like a whirlwind, come quickly; Like a swallow, it is a light step; Like sparks, it is a fierce collision; Like a meteor, it is an elegant three points; Like bullfighting, it is a shocking slam dunk. What a bold, grand and fierce game-basketball!
This basketball makes the cold air hot, the quiet sunshine scorches people, and the sleepy people are refreshed immediately.
Reminiscent of cowboy movies in the west.
Reminds people of the Colosseum in Rome.