10 Scenery outside the window

The four seasons outside the window have different scenery and give people different feelings. Look up at the scenery outside the window, I believe you will find different scenery. How to write a composition about the scenery outside the window? The following is an essay I collected for you about the scenery outside the window. Welcome to learn from it.

The scenery outside the window one

The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window is just black, not depressing or high. Where the sun went down, the clouds turned pale yellow. It was a warm and beautiful evening, so I couldn't help nodding. Lying here with your eyes closed, turn around and can't see clearly. I just feel a lot of black shadows walking in the orange air. I opened my eyes wide, and the scenery outside the window was unique.

The night in this ancient city has been so busy. Lights of all colors will never make the night too dark. However, not all corners will be taken care of, just like the alley I passed on my way home, the old man who has been sitting in the corner. Old clothes and old stories always win my sympathy. I don't want to think about the hidden conspiracy there, because I like perfection, and the characters in the story always love each other.

I seem really unrealistic. I always live in my ideal life, where it should be sunny every day, and there should be groups of friends, laughing and laughing, or occasionally I will encounter some minor setbacks and sadness, and someone will send them to comfort and encourage me at the first time. However, life is not like this.

That day, it suddenly turned cloudy. It is going to rain! So my mother and I hurried home. Suddenly a 7-year-old boy and a 5-or 6-year-old girl came into my sight. There are more than a dozen umbrellas around them. The boy bravely shouted to the pedestrians on the roadside: it's going to rain. Buy an umbrella. Very cheap. Five dollars! I don't know if everyone is out of pity or curiosity for the two children, so they all gathered around and fiddled with those colorful umbrellas at will. Some people who really want to buy umbrellas took two and left in a hurry. Some idle people asked defiantly: Where did this umbrella come from? The children are too busy to answer these boring questions. The unexpected heavy rain dispersed the crowd, leaving only two smiling children, one with money and the other with the remaining umbrella. They must have happily forgotten to bring their umbrellas. The two little people were wet by the rain.

Sitting by the window, the scenery in the rain outside the window is still unique, and pedestrians in the street pass by in a hurry, one after another. ...

Scenery outside the window 2

Every time the golden light illuminates the room through the window, a new day comes. I opened the window, and a fragrance of trees came to my face, taking away the filth and bringing warmth.

Outside the window are some elms covered with dark green elm pods. Birds stop in the trees from time to time, twittering and chirping. The sky is blue and clear, and several white clouds are floating in the sky with different shapes, passing gently in the direction of the wind. Sunshine has become the master of the whole world, sometimes gentle, sometimes strong, sometimes hiding behind clouds to rest, full of air. Although the window is not bustling, it is simple and transparent, natural and comfortable.

At this time, I like to lie quietly on the windowsill and think about some things, calmly thinking about scenes, one by one, a little bit, a wisp of things. My heart is as clear as the sky and as light as white clouds. I don't think everyone can enjoy such a time. The doctors and nurses who have just left the night shift, the workers who have just left the workshop, and the farmers who work in the fields day and night ... Thinking of these, I made up my mind to study hard and live up to my wonderful time.

The four seasons outside the window have different scenery and give people different feelings. In spring, the elm has just turned green. After a winter's silence, the scenery outside the window came alive again. The returning birds have their sweet voices again. The sky was exceptionally clear and the wind gradually softened. When summer comes with fierce steps, those elms are also thick and green, the sun is scorching the earth, and the wind is a rare enjoyment; In autumn, elm pods full of trees are ripe, yellow leaves fly back to the roots, birds become scarce, and the wind is mixed with some cold breath.

When winter comes, I look at the elm trees outside the window, leaving only a few stubborn elm leaves. I still miss my mother's arms and tremble in the cold wind. Suddenly I heard a bird singing, and I thought, are there any birds that are not afraid of the cold? After listening carefully, I found that it was the cry of an electronic watch. It's time for school. I quickly picked up my schoolbag, walked out of the house, walked into the scenery outside the window, and began to prepare for a day of intense study.

The scenery outside the window

The first thing to do when you get up every morning is to open the curtains and watch the light flow in inch by inch. The scenery outside the window is like a banner landscape painting, which gradually stretches out.

Sometimes, I am greeted by bright sunshine, blue sky and white clouds, cool breeze and smoothness. Birds are singing on telephone poles, really like a group of jumping staff. The whole earth is very refreshing.

Sometimes, I am greeted by a storm, or a storm, or a drizzle. Dark clouds are low and gloomy, and the world is bleak.

In spring, new branches sprout and there are flowers in the distant mountains. There is a faint Shan Lan hidden in the air, like smoke and fog. Spring is changeable, sometimes "flying freely is as light as a dream", and sometimes "the drizzle is as fine as sorrow", and the sunshine and femininity will be clear at a glance.

It's sunny and refreshing in summer. Castle peak, thick clear water, thick grass and green water. It's just that the temper in summer is too strong, either the sun is steaming and baking your whole body weak, or the storm is blowing you scared. However, it is a pity that the bumper harvest of fruits and delicious rice have presented a sweet hymn for the hot summer.

Autumn is gentle and elegant. The summer heat has gone, the winter has not arrived, and the autumn is crisp, like wind and water. The golden leaves finally left the branches and danced with the late autumn wind. Seeking defeat has its implicit and mature beauty.

Although autumn is deep, the mountains are still green, but it is clear but not green, birds are hidden and insects are hidden, the sky is silent, the wind has been unsheathed, and winter sweeps the earth with its cold.

Winter is the most promising, because spring is not far away.

Year after year, season after season, I looked out of the window, watching the changes and the world.

There are toddlers and rickety old people outside the window; There are children laughing and fighting, neighbors quarreling ... flowers bloom and flowers fall, grass withers and the moon is round. Nevertheless, every morning, I still have to open the window to face all new things!

The scenery outside the window four

The classroom is quiet, except for the rustling of writing. Outside the window, it was boiling as usual.

It was self-study at this time, so I turned to look out of the window. The bright sunshine reflects dazzling light, and birds chirp and sing symphonies. They stopped at the telephone pole and looked at each other as if they were touching the notes on the score. My mind wandered involuntarily.

Junior high school life is coming to an end, which is a long and tortuous journey; Lots of homework, sad exams, sincere friendship. Today, there are only more than 50 days before the senior high school entrance examination. Looking forward to waiting in the foreseeable future, the vast golden time has passed. As a result, there are no more cute and playful figures on the grass outside the window, no more laughter and laughter on the wide playground, but more diligent figures who rush to the classroom to study as soon as they finish eating. If you don't understand a question, ask a thorough learning spirit. Therefore, we no longer have hip-hop people who are interested in "Korea and Japan", and we no longer have a fanatical love for stars-because we are junior high school graduates and shoulder the heavy responsibility of building the motherland in the future.

Pushing open the window, the fallen leaves whirled in the air for several weeks before reaching the ground, and the new green leaves were particularly green and full of vitality in the sunshine of Yangguan. I don't know when, a group of freshmen frolicking outside the window, colorful clothes and silvery laughter formed a vivid and beautiful scenic line. Who knows, that scenery once belonged to us.

Cycle operation in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Beautiful young faces, fluttering long hair and young people are all flowing scenery outside the window. While I was capturing the scenery, time was drifting away. So, what I capture is the scenery outside the window, but what I cherish is the flowing gold outside the window.

The scenery outside the window five

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.

The scenery outside the window six

The scenery outside the window is always endless.

It's dusk. Looking out of the window, the scenery is always endless. At dusk, the sky turns pale blue with a little golden light. Knowing that it was a break, the clouds began to be unpredictable. However, they are not noisy at all. They are always so quiet.

The cooking sound of the family is particularly cordial. At dusk, the golden light is shared with the house, and the house shares the golden light with the old camphor tree, and the old camphor tree rustles immediately. I know, that's their code word. The golden light at dusk makes the old leaves of the old camphor tree more brittle than the new leaves, which is almost a sign of rejuvenation. The old camphor tree is smiling.

The small yellow-green bamboo forest is dyed with golden light, which has a unique charm. The purple body of Xiaozhu has another color. It shakes its head and looks happy. Under the guidance of the evening breeze, I play wantonly. The wind really can't move the big bamboo and the old bamboo. They are like a kind old man, silently watching little bamboo play happily.

I was a little tired after playing until dusk, but I still refused to go home. I went to the last one again. After dinner, people sat in the courtyard drinking tea and laughing. Children also play games, run, do sports, fight and laugh together. Birds began to fly home in droves to feed their children. Birds flying to the south gathered together and began to plan the route and formation of flying to the south tomorrow. Cats and dogs have begun to eat, but unfortunately they can't live in peace. If they look at each other, they will fight.

Tired of playing at dusk, I left quietly.

The scenery outside the window seven

Finally a holiday. I can go to my grandmother's house for my holiday. I packed my simple luggage and got on the bus to grandma's house with my mother.

Because it is noon, there are not many people on the bus, so I can sit by the window. Now, I can enjoy the scenery outside the window.

The car doesn't drive very fast. In the city, I see large and small cars and bustling crowds. The air is very turbid and smells of gasoline everywhere. I can't help closing the window and covering my nose. The car quickly left the city and headed for the suburbs. Now there are fewer cars and fewer people, and the air is getting fresher and fresher. I quickly opened the window and saw the traces left by the harvester on the harvested corn field, as if to tell us the joy of this harvest. There are sporadic uncut corn fields, and the corn is bent heavily, as if to remind the owner that harvesting is about to begin; Look at that group of "baa baa" sheep, walking on the road like no one's watching. Only a few newborn lambs looked at the speeding car with puzzled eyes. After a while, they ran to their mother happily. Obviously, in their eyes, this running thing is far less safe than its mother's arms. The scenery outside the window is so beautiful that the city can't give it nature!

After driving for nearly forty minutes, we arrived at the Yellow River Bridge. In the car, we only saw the rolling Yellow River rushing away. There are two boats on the river rippling with the waves. The fishermen on that boat seem to have become accustomed to the wandering life. They skillfully sail on the mighty river, which makes me a "layman" look scared and really worried about them.

After crossing the Yellow River Bridge, we are almost at grandma's house. Outside the window, there is an ocean of flowers. Different shapes of flower beds are telling people that the National Day is coming, people's faces are full of smiles, and my heart is full of thoughts about my grandmother.

Finally arrived at the station. I can get off. Thank you for the beautiful scenery outside the window, which makes me see happiness and happiness, and also makes me understand the pure beauty of nature, which is naturally pleasant!

The scenery outside the window eight

"Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." The rain drops outside the window fell on the awnings of various houses, making a sleepy sound.

The rain in winter always gives people a feeling of wanting to sleep. Today, as usual on weekends, I was alone at home. I lie prone on my desk, holding a black gel pen in my hand, drawing cartoons that are a little childish but I can never get tired of drawing. Light music that makes people feel quiet echoes in their ears. I still feel a little sad with my favorite apple lollipop in my mouth. The little turtle raised at home is not as lively as before, and it is silent in a corner of the fish tank. This has made our house very quiet recently, and there is no sound of turtle shells colliding with fish tanks. Although, after that, my mother bought a little turtle, but the result was that the latter was as silent as the former, and the fish tank was silent. However, in this drizzly winter, it is not only me and the two lifeless turtles that are silent, but also the pot of exotic flowers and plants raised by grandma upstairs. Before going to Xi 'an, grandma gave me her hundreds of pots of flowers and plants seriously, but I left them in every corner, feeling a little guilty and sorry. The small garden upstairs is not as vibrant as it used to be. Osmanthus fragrans, which bloomed a few months ago, is now eclipsed; Lovely Milan, now only leaves, fragrant Milan has disappeared; Tall asparagus also began to turn yellow; The most pitiful thing is that magnolia plant, and there is nothing left. Its last leaf fell yesterday, like a green butterfly, flying in the air like a dream, with nothing on its brown branches to set it off ... Maybe, next spring, everything will be beautiful, wonderful and happy!

Snow in winter seems like angel's tears, splashing all over the world. Not just sad tears, but also a drop of happiness. ...

The scenery outside the window nine

Everyone looks at the scenery outside the window differently, and the scenery outside my window is no exception. The scenery outside my window is colorful.

Spring has come, and the grass can't help sticking its head out to see how beautiful the world is. A breeze blew, and the willow branches danced with the wind, like a graceful girl. Swallows have come back from the south twice. Yellow winter jasmine smiles so sweetly!

Summer has come, and the buds of gardenia are green and white. After a few days, many white flowers have appeared in the buds. I added the lily in front, which has blossomed into white flowers. Cicada on the tree is also busy singing competitions, and the whole apartment is full of sweet bugs, gee! Gee! Squeak At first, it was the sound of this tree. After a while, the insects on that tree were chirping, forming the sound of nature in the summer afternoon.

When autumn comes, the crops are bumper and fruitful. Everywhere is full of gold. Under the big tree, pieces of fallen leaves flew down from the tree and danced like butterflies. A fruit hides behind the leaves shyly like a little girl. Of course, my favorite flower in autumn is chrysanthemum. Because the spirit of chrysanthemum touched me. Flowers bloom in spring and wither in autumn. Only chrysanthemums bloom in obscurity, emitting elegant fragrance and opening orange petals.

Winter is coming, and the north wind is blowing, telling us that the cold winter has arrived. All the flowers have withered, leaving only a small bald head. Only Chimonanthus praecox and Narcissus are still open despite the cold. They are quietly floating with a faint fragrance, bringing vitality to the cold winter.

The scenery outside the window is different. Let's enjoy the scenery. The scenery outside the window is always full of mystery …

The scenery outside the window is ten

"ah!" It's so comfortable to wake up. Look at the clock It is three o'clock in the afternoon. I stretched myself and got up and walked to the balcony. I looked out of the window. I can't help admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the road. Some children and her partners are in groups of three or five, holding hands and playing together; Some take their sisters shopping; Grandpa plays gobang in a circle; Young mothers look at their children together. ...

The French phoenix trees on both sides of the asphalt road are more beautiful than each other, as if in comparison. The leaves of the phoenix tree favored by the sun shine with golden light, but the leaves in the shadow are completely different from it. It is light green and has its own beauty.

The sunshine at three o'clock in the afternoon is too dazzling for me to look straight at. I sat quietly by the bed, feeling the sunshine slowly flowing into my body.

Suddenly, a flock of geese flew over the window. They became a "person", a "person", especially beautiful and moving, but forgot to stay. Now they will fly to humans for the winter.

The sunshine is not so strong, and the air seems to be more and more transparent. Looking from a distance through the window, you can see the continuous peaks in the distance, which adds a trace of vitality to autumn and lays the background for the beautiful scenery outside the window.

The scenery outside the window is really charming!

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