10 Scenery outside the window

There are many scenery outside the window, so you can choose a key observation and write about the local scenery outside the window; You can also describe all the scenery outside the window with a scene as the center. The following are 10 essays about the scenery outside the window that I collected for you. Welcome to learn from them.

The scenery outside the window one

After sitting at the computer desk for a long time, I went to the window, opened the window, stretched myself, felt the autumn wind and looked at the scenery outside the window. It's beautiful.

You can see the flower bed in front of the window, full of Ao Shuang chrysanthemums standing upright and blooming in the wind. The strip petals in the middle of the chrysanthemum rolled inward like eagle claws, and the surrounding petals stretched outward, slightly bent and drooped, and poured down like a waterfall. The stems and leaves of chrysanthemum are dark green, the stems are upright and straight, and the leaves are evenly surrounded around the stems, like wearing a wavy skirt for chrysanthemum. There are many colors of chrysanthemums on the altar: red as fire, white as snow, yellow as gold, pink as rosy clouds, green as jade, and purple as beauty? After the autumn wind, chrysanthemums of various shapes tremble in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and lingering, and brings people into a fairy-tale world. Chrysanthemum has a beautiful appearance and a wide range of uses, but its strong will, Ao Shuang's character of fighting the cold and indomitable spirit make me praise it.

There is a gravel road outside the flower bed, and many maple trees are planted next to the gravel road. "The car sits in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February." This is the Maple Leaf written by Du Mu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. Autumn dyed the maple leaves as bright as blood. From a distance, the row of maple trees, like a burning flame, dyed the sky red. In the gentle breeze, the maple leaves swayed gently, whirled and danced like butterflies, and landed on the path, paving a thick layer of maple leaves for the earth.

It's raining, and the autumn rain hangs over the sky like layers of veils. It flutters like smoke and fog. Standing at the window, I seem to hear the autumn rain whispering something to people.

On the gravel road, the old people talked together, the children chased and played in the falling maple leaves, and their cheerful laughter spread far in the autumn wind. Couples are holding hands, snuggling up, walking in the autumn rain with the rustling sound of fallen leaves. It is a beautiful picture.

In my spare time, leaning against the window to enjoy this beautiful scenery can always make my mood return to calm and indifferent.

Scenery outside the window 2

When you move to a new home and the floor is higher, you will naturally see more scenery.

During the day, looking from the balcony, the first thing you see is the Yellow River. It is tortuous and continuous. A closer look reveals the building that looks like two duck eggs. Dad said it was a sewage treatment plant. Closer, it is a small village called Dajiazhuang. And the most are all kinds of buildings, big and small, tall and short.

Looking from the study, the northern mountain in the distance is undulating and mountainous, and a North Ring Road under construction extends halfway up the mountain. Dad said those mountains were bare a few years ago. After years of greening in Lanzhou, there has been a lot of rain in recent years, and even in winter, covered trees can be seen. At the foot of the mountain is the new campus of Normal University, followed by Kong Lan Hospital and several new residential quarters. Nearby, there are Normal University's family area, Normal University's kindergarten, Normal University's affiliated elementary school, Normal University's affiliated middle school, Conservatory of Music and Academy of Fine Arts.

At night, the most conspicuous thing is the newly-built Lanzhou West Railway Station, where the flowing golden decorative lights are particularly eye-catching; The contour line of the cable of Yintan Bridge in the distance is connected with the sky; Lintao painted pottery lamps on Beibinhe Road are like flowing waterfalls. There are two mosque towers on Nanbinhe Road, which are even more colorful. ...

Looking around, the shining night scene outside the window looks like a wonderful kaleidoscope, some like cars, some like flowers, and some like dragons with claws. ...

Read a book for a while, or do your homework for a while, then go to the balcony to see the scenery outside the window. At this moment, I remembered the lyrics: So everything is happy.

Dad said: With this window full of scenery, this home is worth moving!

The scenery outside the window

Outside the window, the midsummer sun filled the world, the flowers and plants hung their heads feebly, the burning sun seemed to evaporate all the water in their bodies, and the dogs in the street stuck out their tongues to gasp. The rolling heat wave seems to melt everything, and hot people don't want to move, which reminds people of the sultry summer in old Beijing in Camel Xiangzi. It turns out that summer in coastal areas can be unbearable.

The door "bang!" Shut it with a bang. I stood up from the table, rubbed my sore neck, poured myself a glass of water, came to the window and looked out aimlessly.

"It's so hot, it's good to stay at home. I really don't know how to spend this summer without air conditioning. Alas! It would be better if there was no mother's monitoring all day long. " Thinking of this, I looked back at the textbooks and homework piled as high as twelve floors on the table and couldn't help sighing again.

The sun outside the window seems to be more and more dazzling, burning like a big fireball, and the flame burns every corner of the ground. There are fewer people coming and going in the street. I'm afraid the cat has entered the house in such hot weather.

Suddenly, my eyes were attracted to a corner, like countless parallel rays converging to one point in an instant. At the center of this point, a mother and daughter sat side by side on the steps. My daughter is about five or six years old. Holding an ice cream in her hand, she stretched out her arm and sent it to her mother's mouth. With a smile on her face, her mother leaned down and pecked the ice cream gently, then looked up and smiled at her daughter. This lens was infinitely stretched, magnified and magnified in the empty street, until finally, it merged into my eyes.

I can't help but think of my childhood, when my mother and I sat side by side, with my furry little head leaning against her. At that time, I thought it was the most worthwhile place to go in the world. The past is vivid, like a book that has not been opened for many years. The pages have turned yellow, but the words on the book are still clearly visible. Just like an old song that I haven't heard for a long time, it still sounds so familiar and moving for a long time.

I just stood at the window. For a long time, familiar footsteps sounded at the door. I threw down my cup and rushed to open the door. The people outside the door look surprised. That man, I just keep thinking.

Outside the window, it's warm. As it turns out, it's not just sunlight ...

The scenery outside the window four

Open the window in the morning and take a breath of fresh air, so a beautiful day begins. The sun is shining, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and everything is so quiet and beautiful. At noon, I got a news that made me too excited to sleep: Tonight, there will be a party in our community! Wow! So you can make new friends! I am very happy to think of this. The corners of the mouth can't help rising.

Finally, in the evening, I "flew" to the center of the community, which was crowded and lively for a time. The first program is that you said I won a prize for answering questions. Wow! I am good at this game. I want to jump for joy! I quickly searched the crowd for a small partner to answer the questions, and suddenly I saw a boy in yellow, who looked about my age. I excitedly stepped forward to greet him, but he gave me a look and replied, I'm here to see. Then he left in a hurry. I finally found some pupils like me in the opposite crowd. When I went through the crowd to find them, I found that they were all gone. I looked at other people in the crowd carefully, hoping to find a small partner to answer questions with, but looking around, only those very young children were dancing and watching the party. Some parents hold them, some sit in strollers, some wear skateboards, sweating like they just came back from the playground. I was suddenly disappointed, the excitement of the day fell to the bottom, all the excitement was gone, and I left in frustration.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard someone calling my name. Looking back, I was overjoyed. It turned out to be Ye Haoxuan.

"Hey, let's go to the party? There are many games over there, and you can win prizes! "

"No, I just finished class and have a lot of homework to write. Besides, my mother won't agree. " He frowned and pouted and said goodbye to me. I walked home disheartened, as if I had been splashed with a basin of ice water. Why do we have endless homework, endless words and endless classes every day?

That night I had a dream: there was a big football on the green grass, and a group of friends were playing football happily. Mom smiled at me outside the stadium. At this moment, my heart is full of flowers, and the fragrance is ten miles away.

The scenery outside the window five

From the window of the teahouse attic, you can always see all kinds of flowers and plants on the windowsill of the opposite family. It seems to be placed at will, but in fact it is ingenious and has the charm of "scattered but not scattered". A slender bamboo pole is inserted in the crack of the roof tile, and fish, meat and the like are carried on the pole. Kittens always scratch their paws and jump on the wall to eat enough fish. At this time, the woman inevitably went out with a hanger and shouted to get rid of it. When the sun rises, the vendors who set up stalls by the river set the pots and shouted for business. The tune is powerful, like a Kunqu opera full of charm. They woke up in Wuzhen in the morning, and then fragrant soybean milk, tofu brain stained with chopped green onion and crispy fried dough sticks appeared in the hands of pedestrians. Wuzhen at this time is like a lively child, lively and naughty without losing interest.

If it is rainy and foggy in the morning, Wuzhen is like an ink painting with gray rice paper spilled, and the plain color of Wuzhen is immersed in the rain curtain. Walking through the streets here, through the bustling crowd, in the long and silent alley, you will see the green slate wet with dew forming a landscape of its own, which has filled my eyes. White rivers, green lakes, black awning boats, leisurely waves, light wooden paddles, no hurry, no wind and no waves, Wu Man, thus holding up streets and markets, washing the hearts of tourists and residents, Jiangnan water town is beautiful, bluestone is elegant and pleasant, and people have to feel that "the creator has endowed all mysterious natural grace here." This is clearly an ink painting, which has been used smartly all day. Because of the water, Wuzhen is like an unmarried girl, quiet and restrained without losing her aura.

In Wuzhen, you can see an ancient garden with a long history, which is described in Shi Tiesheng's Me and Ditan. As a result, there seems to be such a picture in my mind: the ancient garden is very old, and the afternoon sun shines on the bronze handle, reflecting the loneliness of the fundus. With a gentle push, the door opened, the wind blew gently, and the dust on the wall fell, raising white dust. Gently pick up a grass, I can feel it lying in my palm. Looking back at the fleeting time behind the white wall. Look at how long the blue sky has settled, but it has already fallen. Wuzhen at this time, like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, is deep, mature and wise.

Make a pot of hot tea, lean against the teahouse, and then lean against the window, with traffic and bustling crowds coming and going. Whose girl is going to get married on the stone arch bridge, playful children get together to play with glass balls, the aunt under the eaves grabs the cat with a hanger, and the voice of the vendor rings like waves. Looking back, grandpa in the teahouse was talking excitedly with a folding fan. Looking back, I closed the window and wiped off the water stains on the windowsill, as if I understood something, but as if I didn't understand anything.

I used to know the scenery outside the window, yes, I have been here, but I have never left!

The scenery outside the window six

In the classroom, the students who are studying hard are so quiet.

It's autumn, a warm morning, and I'm working with my classmates to carefully deal with the tricky problems in the black and white workbook. At this moment, a ray of sunshine suddenly shone on my desk. Looking down the sunshine, I saw a beautiful picture through the classroom window: the autumn sky outside the window is high, fresh and wide. There are several banded white clouds in the sky, which extend from one place to another like ribbons and spread to me infinitely. The sun is in the corner of this painting, reflecting the autumn sky bluer, farther and clearer. Several green trees outside the window account for most of the painting. They are swaying in the wind and whispering to each other. The air is sweet and full of the moisture of morning dew. At this moment, the window is beautiful, a long-lost beauty. Yeah, how long has it been since I looked out of the window?

When I was very young, it was time to get up every morning. Grandpa always came to my window on time, opened the curtains, let the morning light flood into my room and left without saying a word. I just lay in bed and stared at the sky. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain or shine, there is a different sky waiting for me every day. Having seen enough of the sky, I got up to meet the colorful life with the sky as the background. Life at that time seemed to have so many surprises waiting for me every day.

When I was in primary school, I sat in the classroom and often liked to look at the sky. The vast sky has become the canvas of my fantasy. I daydreamed carefree and let my thoughts leave my mind and fly to mighty planes and magical warships. There are too many unknown miracles in the world outside the window. The sky outside the window carries too many fantasies and colorful memories, as if I had endless dreams every day at that time.

But gradually, there are more and more haze in the sky outside the window, and I look up at the sky less often.

As I grow up, the schoolbag on my shoulder becomes heavier and heavier. I finally realized that I can no longer be carefree and do whatever I want. I finally realized that there is still a long way to learn. I put away a lot of fantasies and tried to find something from the exams and homework in the window. Confused, questioned and embarrassed, they pestered me and brought me a lot of troubles.

Twitter, a flock of birds flying through the air.

Bird? Yes, as a life. How can you get out of trouble? Today's birds have not suffered too much damage and injury. But they are still spreading their wings between heaven and earth, still singing the ode of life. As for me, can those difficulties defeat me? A lot of pressure, a lot of difficulties, a lot of confusion. Everything is the only way for me to grow up. All the stress will make me baptized. All challenges are called youth.

My deskmate shook my shoulder: "Hey, don't be distracted, there is a lot of homework today."

I smiled and looked out of the window. Then he leaned down and plunged into the sea of black and white to fight the problem.

"Success is difficult, why not be frivolous when you are young!"

The scenery outside the window seven

Looking at the falling rain outside the window, the noisy yard in the past has completely lost its vitality, and everything is in a barren state.

There is a thick and tall tree in the yard. The autumn wind is rustling and the lush leaves can't help turning yellow. It rained harder and harder, knocking out a few fruits on the tree, leaving only empty branches and a few fallen leaves fluttering in the wind. Those fruits that have left the mother's arms are lying helpless on the ground, withering no matter the wind and rain.

Suddenly, a gust of wind roared, like a rushing army, and the leaves trembled on the tree, trying their best to catch the mother of the tree. The wind seemed to understand its intention, and roared louder and louder, leaving only some dead leaves on the mother tree.

I stood in front of the window for a long time, staring at the ruthless sky and witnessing what happened in front of me. How many times I tried to lend a helping hand to stop the wind, but I was so helpless.

The wind is getting smaller and smaller, but my mood is more chaotic.

After the storm, a beautiful arc appeared in the sky. Although it is light, it is still so beautiful and moving. Not all storms will usher in rainbows, but rainbows will definitely appear after storms.

There are wild geese flying south in the air. They line up in a straight line, zigzag in a moment, in groups, sometimes shuttle between clouds, and sometimes hide behind clouds. They are orderly and comfortable.

At this time, look at the big tree again, she is still standing there alone and stubbornly, so majestic and so tall. She is not anxious at the moment, calm and serene, and her eyes reveal endless care. The storm that just passed was nothing to her, just a baptism. Her child stopped crying, looked at her mother quietly, accepted the reality silently, learned to be calm and strong, and was full of longing and hope for the future.

Because they understand that only by standing the test will next spring be more colorful.

A little touched in my heart, I sat back in my chair and picked up a cold pen. A stream of blood inspired me. ...

On the road of life, you will inevitably encounter some setbacks, difficulties and bumps, but life will be constantly honed. After the storm, there will be a beautiful rainbow, and after the cold, plum blossoms will come to the nose. As long as we persevere and calmly deal with it, there will always be a sky of our own in the colorful world.

The scenery outside the window eight

During my lunch break that summer, I suddenly woke up. I don't know whether I was awakened by the heat or by the cicada singing in the tree outside the window.

Occasionally looking out of the window, I saw a lush green, where there was a row of tall camphor trees. The branches of camphor trees stretched around, propping up a piece of green shade and sprinkling it. The opposite teaching building is hiding behind this row of camphor trees, motionless in the scorching sun. In this weather, there is no wind, the students in the classroom are listlessly lying on the table, and many people are already sweating. The clock in the classroom is ticking. When can I have my lunch break?

Several birds flew into the shade of camphor trees and disappeared. I saw some branches and clusters of green leaves shaking. Maybe those little guys are playing in the shade. Cicada hiding in the corner of the camphor tree canopy, complacent, but also more and more fierce, inevitably a bit harsh, in this hot afternoon moxibustion, listening to inexplicable irritability.

Looking down, it is a row of small cherry trees, not as lush as big camphor trees, only a small piece of gray purple. The path next to the cherry tree is crowded with people at lunch every day, and now it is empty. Without the big camphor tree tube, the shadows of those small cherry trees are still too small, so keep your own shadows. On the path with direct sunlight, the ground seems to be steaming like a big steamer.

"sasha vujacic", the leaves of the big camphor tree suddenly moved, and finally it was windy! The wind blows my hair, and my cheeks are kissed by the wind, which makes me feel cool. The wind squeezed in from the cracks in the teaching building, just as the wind passed through the valley and was washed away by the shade of camphor trees, adding a touch of coolness and natural atmosphere to the summer afternoon.

Looking up, I can vaguely see a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, just like cotton that farmers are drying at will in the empty sky. They are so close to the sun that it should be very hot. How can they look at peace of mind?

"Ding ...", the bell at the end of lunch break finally rang, and the number of people under the camphor tree gradually increased. It must be a summer resort under Zhangshu. In this summer afternoon, it is good to take a walk in the shade. It's a pity that I'm sitting on the third floor and won't stay long. The bell will ring soon, and the afternoon class will begin soon. I'll go back and put the books for next class on the table.

Outside the window, it was green and scorching. Under the camphor tree, the cross is covered, and it is still vague in the daytime. In the busy study, just look out the window like this!

The scenery outside the window nine

In the morning, the first ray of sunshine illuminates every family through the window. My little bedroom is naturally sunny, beautiful and warm. Open the window, take a deep breath, give the sky a smiling face, give the world a smiling face, the sun comes out, and it is another day.

Standing at the window and looking around, there is emerald everywhere. Green grass everywhere, reeds swaying gently in the breeze, bushes full of wild herons, like a three-dimensional pastoral picture, quietly displayed in front of my eyes. Looking east, you can clearly forget the sparkling waves on the lake and the international hotels reflected by the waves. Looking to the southwest, the newly-built customs building stands tall, showing its magnificence in the morning light. Many times, I just stood for a long time, intoxicated by the scenery outside the window.

The scenery outside the window is really good!

The sun is a big sight outside the window. In the morning, the morning sun rises slowly, giving people a fresh feeling, feeling that everything around them exudes the breath of youth. At noon, the sun is shining, the enthusiasm is full, and the hot temperature will always inspire people to forge ahead. In the evening, the sun sets, which makes people feel lost, but if there is no retreat of the sunset, how can we welcome the joy of sunrise! The warm feeling has always remained in my heart, so I stood for a long time, intoxicated by the scenery outside the window.

The scenery outside the window is really easy to find!

There are four different views outside the window. In spring, the grass on the lawn is not green yet, but several winter jasmine and apricot flowers are blooming. In summer, the sun shines on the leaves outside the window, reflecting a little dazzling light. Occasionally, the wind blows gently from the treetops, or passes quickly, and the whole treetops are moving, with bright spots flashing alternately. Occasionally I can see a few sparrows flying from one tree to another. The autumn and winter seen outside the window is naturally another scene of falling leaves and white clothes. Many times I just stand for a long time and silently look at the scenery outside.

Outside the window, it is always full of freshness. ...

The scenery outside the window is ten

The sun shines on the leaves outside the window, reflecting a little dazzling light. Occasionally, a little wind blows from the treetops, and the whole treetops will move, and the spots scattered on the trees will flash like the sun shining on the water.

I looked at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help thinking about it. From here, you can see clusters of trees, which are very fast. Some buildings are wrapped inside, and only the roof is exposed. I hope the roof is pointed. It's just that a tall building was built here.

I'm a little angry, so I don't like the tall buildings in this landscape. It is like a hammer, knocking our imagination to pieces.

The scenery outside the window is so simple that I can see it when I look up every day.

When the sun is not too bright, the sky will be blue and the clouds will look soft. Occasionally look up at the blue sky and white clouds, and there are infinite associations. When I sit at the window and do my homework, I can also see the sunset. The long red is permeated with blue, and the whole sky turns red.

Look, the scenery outside the window is so rich. I hope to have a dream window, so that I can see the dream world.

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