Composition of Scenery Description of Sophora japonica

1. Write an article about an old pagoda tree in Suzhou. Now, I still think of the old pagoda tree planted in front of my house five years ago from time to time.

Love, like a piece of winter sunshine, makes people who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world.

Love, like a clear spring in the desert, makes desperate people see the hope of life again.

Love, like a beautiful song floating in the night sky, gives spiritual comfort to the lonely and helpless.

Love, like a shower that falls on the earth after a long drought, makes people with withered hearts feel emotional moisture.

From a small sapling, weather-beaten and indomitable, with my love, it has become a big tree that can only be surrounded by four people holding hands.

After all, there is heaven on earth. Kiss the birds and feel fresh. The little bird is flying happily in the blue sky. ...

That old pagoda tree reminds me of it from time to time.

On the windowsill, I will be seen from time to time. I lie prone on the windowsill, recalling the happy time. ...

Starry in the night sky, looking at the earth, I can't help thinking of the old locust tree planted in front of my house five years ago. ...

2. Ask for a composition about scenery and write a composition about Suzhou old pagoda tree. Write the posture of old Sophora japonica, which is a beautiful place in Guilin.

During the summer vacation, my mother took me to Guilin by train.

Guilin landscape is a bright pearl in the mountains and rivers of the motherland, where the water meanders through the peaks and peaks, crystal clear; The stones here are strange and beautiful; The caves here are winding and deep, especially the stalactites in the caves-we also visited many places, including Elephant Trunk Mountain and Lijiang River-the most unusual is Elephant Trunk Mountain! Elephant trunk mountain is located at the intersection of Lijiang River and taohuajiang. It is shaped like an elephant's long nose sticking into the river to absorb water. It is said that Elephant Trunk Hill is a symbol of Guilin. The magic of Elephant Trunk Mountain has long been famous. First, the shapes of mountains are similar; Second, the hidden moon cave and the reflection in the river formed between "elephant trunk" and "elephant leg" are like a circle floating on the water tomorrow, and the scenery is beautiful.

The scenery of Elephant Trunk Mountain is so charming that it was summer when we went. Although the weather is very hot, it does not affect people's interest in playing. There are many tourists and a sea of people. People wear umbrellas or sunglasses. People come from all corners of the country, and even some foreigners come to visit the beautiful Guilin. They were deeply moved by the beautiful scenery. Open mouth from time to time; "That's great! Surper-"It never rains but it pours.

Guilin's landscape is really the best in the world!

3. Beauty and characteristics of Sophora japonica in Hongdong, Shanxi. I want to ask about the specific situation at that time. It is said that some places in Bashu and other places were almost dead cities at that time. Is it true?/You don't say. Please give a specific answer, including the reasons for immigration, the number of immigrants, the specific departure place of immigrants, the immigration process and the social background at that time. Who has a good immigration map? If the answer given is detailed enough, 50 points will be added. Thank you.

Historical Background of Immigrants of Sophora japonica in Hong Tong, Shaanxi Province

The large-scale migration during Hongwu and Yongle periods in Ming Dynasty has its historical background and reasons, so it is natural to start with the history at the end of Yuan Dynasty.

The Yuan Dynasty ruled in China for only 89 years. Although in its heyday, it only knew how to shoot an eagle with a bow. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, due to the cruel exploitation and oppression of farmers by Mongolian nobles and feudal landlords, class contradictions and ethnic contradictions intensified day by day, floods, droughts, locusts and epidemics continued, and people were miserable, which made Henan, Shandong, Hebei, northern Anhui and other central plains regions "all roads were blocked" (Record of Ming Taizu, Volume 29) resist the brutal rule of the Yuan Empire, only in the first year of Zheng Zheng (134). Zheng Zheng eight years, Taizhou Fang Guozhen uprising, Zheng Zheng eleven years, Yingzhou Liu Futong uprising, known as the Red Scarf Army, qi zhou Xu Shouhui uprising. In the twelfth year, Guo Zixing and Zhu Yuanzhang set out for Haozhou, and in the second year, Zhang Shicheng set out for Taizhou, Jiangsu. After more than ten years, especially in Liu Futong, the Red Scarf Army fought with the army in Huaibei, Henan, Shandong, Hebei and other places, and farmers responded in succession. The Yuan army sent elite soldiers to fight against the peasant army, attacking the city and plundering the land, killing and plundering, and doing everything possible. In September of the 12th year of Zheng Zheng, Prime Minister Yuan "Tuotuo broke Xuzhou and slaughtered the city" ("Tuotuo Biography of Yuan History"), and in the 17th and 21st years of Zheng Zheng, Yuan Army inspected it.

There are many kinds of trees, but what impresses me is an old pagoda tree in front of my house.

In spring, the old pagoda tree grows green buds, just like a newborn baby, which looks particularly delicate and green. He shook his body gently in the spring breeze. In a blink of an eye, summer has come, and the leaves are getting greener and denser. I don't know when a bunch of flowers actually appeared.

As soon as the old pagoda tree blooms, the whole yard smells like perfume everywhere. At this time, the old pagoda tree has become our world. My friends and I often play hide-and-seek and do our homework under the tree, and we laugh everywhere. Autumn has come, the leaves of the old pagoda tree turn yellow day by day, and the flowers on the tree wither.

Under the blowing of autumn wind, leaves fall to the ground like butterflies. Autumn has passed, and the cold winter has come. The leaves are gone and the trees are bare.

Although the old pagoda tree has lost its lush figure in the past, it is still full of energy, guarding the house like a soldier. At this time, it began to snow, and snowflakes fell on the locust tree, like summer came, full of strings of white flowers.

Old locust tree, what a beautiful old locust tree! Wherever I go in the future, I will never forget the fun you brought me when I was a child.

There is a tall old Sophora japonica in the school. It watches our every move like an old grandfather.

He changes all the year round, with different shapes and big body. 15 Kindergarten children can hold him hand in hand.

In spring, the old locust tree grows new buds and becomes young again. At this time, all the children gathered around the old pagoda tree, and the old pagoda tree was very happy.

In summer, the sun shines on the earth, and the old locust tree blocks the scorching sun with its lush crown. We can chase and play in the playground in Starlight Glimmer. When it rains, the old pagoda tree uses its lush crown to shelter us from the wind and rain, and we can play games on the playground again.

In autumn, the leaves of the old pagoda tree turn yellow and fall like a boat. Some students put them in books and make specimens.

In winter, the yellow leaves of the old locust tree were brought home by heavy snow, and their children were put away. The old locust tree fell asleep quietly, dreaming that she was one year older. ...

In order to make the old pagoda tree grow better, we all cherish it. Every time we see children under the tree, we tell them not to climb or break branches. We also regularly water it with clean spring water and drink beautiful "milk" for the old locust tree.

I love the campus, and I love the old pagoda tree on campus even more.

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There is a tall and straight old pagoda tree in the north of our school.

In spring, the old locust tree grows oval leaves, and there are many small teeth on the edge of the leaves, which can't be seen unless you are careful. It's raining, and you see the old pagoda tree greedily sucking the dew in spring, and at the same time making a rustling sound, as if to say, "More …". After more than a month, every tree is covered with green leaves, dense, layer by layer.

In summer, the leaves of the old pagoda tree are very lush. In hot summer, the old pagoda tree is like a big green umbrella, shielding the students from the sun. The students were very happy and played under the old pagoda tree one by one. The old locust tree smiled knowingly when it saw it. On rainy days, we play games while hiding from the rain.

In autumn, the leaves of the old pagoda tree gradually fall. Some are like swinging, fluttering leisurely, some are like a flock of swallows flying leisurely, some are like parachutes, and some are like golden butterflies spinning in the air. Soon, the ground became a thick carpet.

In winter, the leaves of the old pagoda tree were taken away by the cruel mother-in-law Feng. However, it still stands upright, fighting the cold wind. Its tenacious spirit touched Grandpa Xue, who gave the old pagoda tree a bed of silver quilt, and the old pagoda tree fell asleep sweetly covered with silver quilt.

Ah! Old locust tree on campus, I love you!

There is an old pagoda tree on the roadside in front of my house.

Sophora japonica is not tall, but its branches are thick, stretching into the distance in all directions. Every year in early spring, there will be a layer of dense buds on the locust tree, which will make it look around.

The sunshine and rain in spring moisten the locust tree. It won't be long before the locust tree will send out dense leaves, and the buds will open their smiling faces and become white flowers and white bones. I like the old pagoda tree in summer best: the dense leaves are light green, the flowers are blooming one after another, a breeze blows, and the small white pagoda tree is reluctant to part, just like a fairy coming down to earth and dancing like a group of butterflies.

The air is filled with the fragrance of Sophora japonica. Miss Xia screamed, "ah! Who knocked over my perfume bottle? " Under the locust tree, an old man set up a cane chair and lay leisurely on it listening to the radio.

Sophora japonica fell on grandpa without disturbing him, but the kitten next to him didn't want to jump into the air and catch Sophora japonica in the air! At night, the moon rises into the sky, and the silver moonlight shines from the gap between the leaves and the locust tree, which is clear and dazzling. The shadow of the locust tree on the ground is like a beautiful carpet. Idle men and women around them, in groups of three or five, sit under a tree, cool breeze blows gently, flowers bloom, fireflies weave dreams, and sometimes a person lights a cigarette, snaps two mouthfuls, sprays a mouthful, reports the overseas news and domestic events of the day first, causing heated discussions, or worries, or joys, or sorrows, or sighs, or dances, or blushes, or shakes his head blankly, or.

Some people praise the graceful willows, others praise the evergreen seasons of pine trees, but I love the summer affection of the old locust tree alone.

7. Write "Old pagoda tree in the corner of campus" and write a composition in the corner of campus.

Our campus is very beautiful, with a modern science and technology building, a spacious and bright teaching building and a big playground for students to exercise ... but what people can't satisfy is to decorate the campus with flowers and trees.

Spring has come, and the willow wind blows coldly across the campus. From a distance, the grass is green, but when you approach it, you can't see it. This is really "the grass is close but not close". Under the breeze, the willow branches sprout and sway with the wind, which reminds people of He's poem "Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of moss hang down." The students stood under the willows, picked wicker to make flutes and bathed in the beautiful spring.

Summer is here, and the flower beds are full of beautiful sunflowers, which are blooming one after another, red as fire, white as snow and pink as chardonnay. They smile under the sunshine, emitting charming fragrance, hooking the footsteps of classmates, making us reluctant to leave for a long time. At this time, the buttonwood tree is tall and thick, flourishing, like a green velvet umbrella. Students enjoy the cool under the tree, recite ancient poems and play games, which is very lively.

In the golden autumn season, the campus is golden, like a golden ocean. The buttonwood reluctantly took off its green dress and put on a "fox coat". Yellow leaves, accompanied by autumn wind, are like sparkling butterflies, chasing and dancing, and finally slowly falling to the ground. It's really "a leaf falls into the world." The students picked up the willow leaves under the tree and made them bookmarks.

The cold wind is howling and the snow is falling, but the pine trees are so green. Needle-shaped leaves are covered with snow, still standing upright in the snow, and thick branches stretch out in all directions. It is it that adds vitality and vigor to the campus. This can't help but remind people of Marshal Chen Yi's poem, "Snow presses pines and cypresses, and pines and cypresses stand tall and straight. This performance is cold-resistant, what is snow? "

8. The composition describing the big pagoda tree has circulated such a folk song in the vast area of Hongdong, Shanxi Province: "Where did my ancestors come from?" Sophora japonica in Hongdong, Shanxi. ""What's the name of my hometown? The old man's nest under the big locust tree. "That is to say, his ancestors migrated from the big locust tree in Hongdong, Shanxi. If you want to ask: Why did you move? Then we should start with "the prince sweeps the king". The Prince of Yan was the fourth son of Zhu Yuanzhang, the great ancestor of Ming Dynasty, named Di, who led a heavy army to suppress Shoudu (present-day Beijing). Zhu Biao, the eldest son of Zhu Yuanzhang, died young. After Zhu Yuanzhang's death, according to the tradition of "dragon" instead of "emperor", Zhu Yun, the eldest son of Zhu Biao, became emperor, and the title was established. At the suggestion of Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng and other ministers, Wen Jian greatly reduced the vassals and deprived the enfeoffed uncles all over the country of their military power. The prince borrowed the name of Huang Zhi and rose up, so-called "Jingnan". Emperor Wen Jian sent troops to suppress the rebellion. So in Hebei and Shandong, we fought for three or four years. History books call it "the battle of Jingnan", and folklore calls it "the prince sweeping the north" During this period, the people were destroyed by war and attacked by natural disasters. " Nine times out of ten, the village was destroyed, leaving only 1 1.2 people. ""Chun Yan has no home to live in. "According to historical records, this place in Hebei is' white bones are green' and' frightened', and it is desolate everywhere. However, there was no war in Hongdong, Shanxi. The weather is good every year, the surrounding area is peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. The battle of Jingnan ended with Judy's victory. 1403, Yan captured Nanjing, and Emperor Jianwen disappeared in the war. The prince of Yan is the emperor, and Yongle's name is for the Ming Dynasty. Cheng Zu of Ming Dynasty was an outstanding emperor in history. He vigorously developed production and tried his best to restore Hebei's economy. In the early years of Yongle, the imperial edict from Shaanxi "divided Ding Yu's Calm and Nanguan areas, which were occupied by the people. "So, at that time, the central government set up an immigration agency in Hongtong County to deal with immigration matters. According to legend, there is an ancient pagoda tree here. So among Hebei people, "where are your ancestors?" "? The saying of the old locust tree in Hongdong, Shanxi.

Chapter 2: My parents took me to Hongdong a few days ago and visited the roots-seeking ancestral garden of Sophora japonica. My mother told me that this is the site of Ming immigrants, and more than 200,000 people come here every year to seek their roots and worship their ancestors.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a big red root on the wall. The last stroke of the root looks like a human leg. My mother told me that it symbolizes the endless footsteps of the descendants of Sophora japonica, telling people to go home no matter how far they go. I also saw several tall and dense locust trees in the garden. The roots of Sophora japonica are so thick and firmly rooted in the ground, and its dense branches and leaves seem to symbolize the endless life of future generations. The sun shines on me through the dense branches and leaves, and I have an indescribable excitement in my heart. Three articles about Sophora japonica in Hong Tong are from, please keep this link.

Although there are no magnificent buildings here, there are people's deep love for their hometown and many wanderers' yearning for their homeland. This trip made me understand that no matter where I go, home will always be my root.

9. An old pagoda tree has several natural segments. There are many kinds of trees, but what impresses me is an old pagoda tree at home.

In spring, the old pagoda tree grows green buds, just like a newborn baby, which looks particularly delicate and green. He shook his body gently in the spring breeze.

In a blink of an eye, summer has come, and the leaves are getting greener and denser. I don't know when a bunch of flowers actually appeared. As soon as the old pagoda tree blooms, the whole yard smells like perfume everywhere. At this time, the old pagoda tree has become our world. My friends and I often play hide-and-seek and do our homework under the tree, and we laugh everywhere.

Autumn has come, the leaves of the old pagoda tree turn yellow day by day, and the flowers on the tree wither. Under the blowing of autumn wind, leaves fall to the ground like butterflies.

Autumn has passed and the cold winter has come. The leaves have fallen and the trees are bare. Although the old pagoda tree has lost its lush figure in the past, it is still full of energy, guarding the house like a soldier. At this time, it began to snow, and snowflakes fell on the locust tree, like summer came, full of strings of white flowers.

Old locust tree, what a beautiful old locust tree! Wherever I go in the future, I will never forget the fun you brought me when I was a child.