The scenery outside the window is well composed.

In daily study, work and life, everyone must have been exposed to writing. Writing is a kind of speech activity with strong comprehensiveness and creativity. In order to make your composition easier and more convenient, the following is my excellent composition on the scenery outside the window, which is for reference only. Let's have a look.

The scenery outside the window is excellent. 1 It's getting late and it's getting dark. It's a purple sea. There are no stars, no moon, only purple particles scattered suddenly, which are numerous and dense. The transition from high to low water color is natural and beautiful. For a long time, leaning against the window, no matter how beautiful and moving the scenery outside the window is, my heart is always sad. Opposite home is a foreign language school. During this time, it was dark there, and no building in the dormitory was lit, only the dim window outline reflected by neon lights could be seen. The school has lost its original vitality, and only the nap bell that rings on time at 1: 40 every day is still guarding this desolate and silent campus.

Next to the foreign language, is the teacher hotel. The lights are bright and there is a lot of smoke, but I don't want to see them. Teachers' Hotel, where people returning to Xiamen from epidemic areas are isolated. A few days ago, at first glance, almost all the rooms in the hotel were lit up. At that time, I was still wondering why the teachers' hotel, which is usually deserted, was brightly lit. Later, I learned that an isolated person was alive, and my heart was faintly uncomfortable!

Outside the window, I rarely look out. Why? Why hasn't it improved for so long I have been asking such a question for a long time. Until that day, when I heard that the confirmed cases were cleared, my heart was like a fierce horse galloping on the grassland! Finally! Finally! Look out of the window again. The foreign language school and the color of the sky are mixed together, and there is not much change. But I think silence should be the last silence. The teacher's hotel, with dim lights, is much less.

Looking down, once bustling streets. On a street with only trees, the ants in the trees lined up to make the sound of being blown by the wind, and the car honked several times, but because it was too dark, I could only see the faint light from the flash in front of the car. Nothing has changed in the street, but something always seems to be missing. I've been thinking for a long time-people. Now, just no one walks, no one goes to school, no one works!

Waiting at home, waiting for the day when all the hotel lights go out, waiting for the day when the foreign language lights flash, waiting for the day when the stars are all over the sky, waiting for the crow of dawn, waiting for the day when all the animals step out of the cage-like security net and the home is like a prison.

Wait slowly, and victory is coming to us.

In the long wait, I really want to fly out of the window and walk around the school to have a look! I really want to go out of the window to KFC to eat chicken legs and vats! I really want to fly out of the window and meet you for a long time!

"Blue is beautiful, chrysanthemum is fragrant, and I am pregnant with beautiful people. I can't forget it."

Perhaps, when we grow up, we will feel that our study life is a paradise. Unfortunately, I can't seem to remember your hazy faces. I miss my school, my classmates and my teachers. I hope that on the day when I fly out of the window, the spring breeze will rise, the white clouds will float, the geese will return to the south and the sky will rise. I believe that the day when I fly out of the window will be more spectacular and magnificent than this spectacle. Everything is calm outside the window, and we are waiting for the day when we fly out of the window.

I remember a saying: when you stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, your figure becomes the scenery outside others' windows. In our life, we become each other's scenery.

Some people say, "Life is short, so we should look at the scenery on the road more." Others say, "Life is like a gap, don't be confused by the scenery on the road." Life, (yes) will not die (things) in a blink of an eye. It's a long road, however, we walk too fast. Before we have time to think, we must hit the road at every fork in the road. Therefore, we always give up the scenery on our own road to seek the field vision, and then sigh, repent and regret not choosing that road. In fact, how do you know that the scenery there is extremely beautiful, but the feet are covered with thorns.

Once upon a time, a little boy said this to his grandfather: "Grandpa, the world is so dirty, I don't want to go out again." Grandpa doesn't understand. So the little boy pulled grandpa to the window. Pushing open the window, there are piles of rubbish and some immoral young men and women outside. Grandpa will understand at once. So he took the little boy to another window. Pushing open the window, there is a beautiful park outside. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. The old people are having a good time and the children are playing. Grandpa said to the little boy earnestly, "there are many different windows in our hearts." Only by opening them correctly can we see the beautiful scenery we expect. "

In life, the window in our hearts is often the path we choose. Some people keep telling themselves: I am weak. So, they chose a flat road as far as the eye can see, and then walked on without concentration, pretending to refuse to be confused by the scenery on the road. In fact, they are just afraid. Looking at both sides of the road, they will see more beautiful flowers swaying. They can't bear the result. However, they missed not only the scenery on both sides, but also the warmth on this empty road? . They have to concentrate on their own goals and completely forget to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Some people keep telling themselves that there is still a lot of time that I can spend slowly. So they wandered on all kinds of roads. They always want to see more beautiful scenery, no matter whether the road under their feet is full of thorns or not. They were so absorbed in the beautiful scenery that they completely forgot their original goal. As a result, it becomes impossible to live. Life has no purpose and no meaning. However, life is realistic. If you always stay in illusory beauty, you will definitely become unable to live. If you lose your purpose in life, you lose the meaning of life.

In life, we should learn to stop carelessly and see some beautiful scenery along the way while running towards the goal. However, we should not stay for this short-lived beauty. Because, what we need is fresh air, blooming flowers and our smiles at the destination.