Writing scenery on the first day of junior high school

In normal study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my collection of senior one 10 landscape writing compositions for reference only, hoping to help you.

Spring is a clever little girl, with flowers, drizzling all the way, laughing all the way, quietly, quietly. Everything happily opened its eyes, the grass woke up, the flowers woke up, the young trees woke up, and even the sun, white clouds and breeze in the sky woke up.

Spring is the season for children. Spring girl came, bringing spring breeze, spring rain and laughter. On the green lawn, children are rolling, playing football and flying kites. The warm spring breeze blows the children's faces as red as bright flowers. Parks, streets and schools are full of children. Red flowers and green leaves, plus smiling faces, are really a pleasing picture.

Spring is the season for farmers' uncles. There is continuous spring rain in the sky, like ox hair and flower needles, falling off and on, as if to give good news to people, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming, and the sowing season is here!" " "The farmer's uncle heard that and smiled happily. Labor is happy. The farmer's uncle hurriedly transplanted rice in the field barefoot, planted fruit trees in the orchard and fed chickens in the yard. He is as busy as a bee. The whole village seems to have been enchanted and turned into a green scene under the busy work of the farmer's uncle.

Spring is the season for photographers. In this new season when everything is recovering, whether it is grass, flowers, small trees or small animals, it is the most beautiful scenery in this city. The flowers bloom slowly, the dew on the grass tip is crystal clear, and the small animals open their eyes in a daze. This wonderful moment is not to be missed. In spring, photographers can discover new things around them with their eyes and record wonderful moments with their cameras.

Spring is the season of hope. As the saying goes, a year's plan lies in spring, and students study hard and explore in this season. Farmers' uncles transplant rice seedlings and plant fruits in this season; Angels in white saves lives in this season; Even birds nest in this season. In spring, everything is full of vitality and hope. Everyone is working in different directions, but their hope is the same, that is happiness. In this wonderful time, let's seize the good opportunity and stride forward together!

Last summer vacation, my grandfather and I went to Beihai to play.

When we arrived at Beihai, it was already scorching sun. My grandfather and I camped at lightning speed. After the tent was set up, I immediately got in and turned on the small fan. Ah, that's cool! After a while, grandpa came in, wiped his sweat and said, "Come, I'll take you swimming." I immediately put on my swimming trunks, goggles, swimming cap, earplugs and nose clips and jumped into the water. "Oh dear!" The water is too shallow, and I see stars.

I swam all the way to the middle of the sea until my neck was above my chest, when I suddenly heard my grandfather shout, "Come back quickly, there is a mud nest there." I don't know what "Haniwozi" is, but judging from my grandfather's tone, it seems dangerous, so I came back.

I went to my grandfather and asked him what "Haniwozi" was. My grandfather said: "Haniwozi is a big nest left by Haniwozi boat after playing with mud." It is said that it is 17 and 18 meters deep. Once you fall in, the swimmer can't get up. " I was full of curiosity and asked, "What is a mud boat?" Grandpa pointed to an island-like thing in the middle of the sea and said, "Look, that's a mud boat." After I said "Oh", I went to play near the shore.

I dived my head into the water and looked underwater. How beautiful! There are many colorful fish swimming around a big stone in the water. I caught a few with a net, looked at them and put them into the water.

It is getting dark, and I am tired of playing. Grandpa and I had some lunch and went back to the tent to sleep.

It's really comfortable to get up in the morning, stretch and sleep in a tent! However, the summer in Beihai is as cold as the autumn in Weifang. When you sleep at night, cover yourself with a thick quilt. I put my hand into the water and was about to wash my face when I suddenly saw a small crab in the water. I caught it and put it in a small bottle.

Grandpa and I went fishing. Grandpa spread some dense nets in the sea and inserted two poles. At noon, grandpa and I went to collect fish. Now I'm very excited. I pulled a fish out of the net. On another occasion, I sat on the water when I pulled it out because I used too much force.

After harvesting two nets of fish, it is already the scorching sun. Grandpa and I packed our things and went home happily.

Beihai, a summer resort and a happy resort.

The school organizes an autumn outing every autumn. The theme of this year's autumn tour is to feel autumn. In fact, no matter what the theme is, everyone is happy to go for an autumn outing.

After leaving school, we walked a few hundred steps or so, and then we arrived at Xiangxue Spring Garden, the location of our autumn outing. We crossed bridge opening and came to a small forest. We are going to have a rest before continuing.

After a while, we replenished our strength and set off. Me, Wan He and Pan Jianlin will start first. We see a small hill in the distance, but the top of the hill is more than ten meters away from the slope, and the slope is so inclined that it is easy to fall down or get caught by branches. However, there are many trees on this slope, but many branches are bare and leaves fall around the trees. Many trees still shed their leaves in the breeze. The fallen leaves are red, yellow and green. We screened some beautiful leaves and put them in our notebooks. On the slope, some trees have red leaves, but most of them are half yellow and half green. Here, the three of us feel autumn.

Back in the Woods, I looked down and said, Oh, the grass on the ground is all yellow. It really hurts to sit on it. I looked up and looked around. The grass is green and yellow, like the face of a sallow and emaciated person. On the yellow grass, I feel autumn.

When we came to the bamboo forest at the foot of the hillside, we felt that if autumn came, bamboo would definitely change. As we expected, many bamboos have changed from green to yellow, and they are not as tall and strong as before. But some bamboos are still green, and the bamboo leaves are swaying in the wind, which is really beautiful. In this bamboo forest, I feel autumn.

Walking in the bamboo forest, we not only feel a little monotonous. So, we came to the pine forest and felt that it was different with pine trees. When I came to the pine forest, I was surprised to find that some pine needles of the pine tree were red. What a surprise! But there are still many green pine needles. When the breeze blows, it swings with the wind, just like a little dancer. I feel autumn in this breezy pine forest.

Back in the Woods, I had a rest. Then I went to the hillside. After climbing to the top of the slope, I looked up and saw red or green trees everywhere. There are many tall buildings in the distance. The scene is very beautiful and spectacular. Here, I feel the autumn.

Come out for a walk in autumn and feel the beauty of autumn. It feels really good. Come out for a walk!

Some ancient and distant songs suddenly pulled me back to the Green Lotus Pond. ...

That lotus pond is in the simple country, on my way to school, and it is very big. Seen from the nearby hillside, it looks like a square handkerchief embroidered with many green round flowers.

The lotus that jumped out of the water bloomed very early, and soon a pool of water in early summer was full, and the petals gathered towards the center, just like the smiling face of a newborn baby. Pink and white lotus flowers are crowded together, not bright red, nor thick or light pink, but soft, just too rigid, just easy to fold.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. Flying dragonflies are like bamboo dragonflies chasing leaps when they were young, which is different from chasing and playing during the day. At this moment, they all stood quietly on the lotus and swayed gently with the lotus. Occasionally, a few jump on the lotus, the transparent wings flap gently, and with the bright moonlight, they fall into the petals of lotus leaves a little, gathering half a pool of moonlight.

Lotus leaves shed a few drops of lost raindrops, reflecting a half-moon plate. The soft wind blows, shaking the flowers in the pool and blowing away the moon plate.

I still remember my cousin taking me to school and walking through the path by the field. It's not even five o'clock, it's not bright yet, and the moon has no intention of going down the mountain, hanging obliquely in the night sky. We crouched down furtively and looked for frogs in the lotus pond with old flashlights. They always take a quiet nap on the lotus leaf, occasionally stretch out their tongues, roll up their tongues and shrink their tongues, and mosquitoes will disappear instantly, with bulging cheeks and green coats hidden on the lotus leaf.

A frog croaked through the night sky and blew his horn, one after another, becoming a grand ensemble.

The domestic carp under the lotus leaf shuttled under the lotus leaf, and the dim moonlight sprinkled gently. The fish scales reflected cold silver light and were faintly shrouded in dreams, like a faint fog. The carp that jumped out of the water turned over and jumped into the water, and its tail was thrown hard and disappeared.

I picked up a flat stone, held it in my palm, buckled the edge with my index finger, threw it on the same plane of the water, tapped it three times on the water and sank into the water. Then, a stone jumped out of the water, rowed a few times and sank into the water again, but within two seconds, it jumped out of the water and stopped on the duckweed.

"What are you doing?" My brother bit the ears of wheat and fiddled with the water.

"No" I shook my head and continued to look for the broken moonlight, pieced together bit by bit.

The moonlight gently touches the waves on the water surface, causing ripples, and the brightness will reflect the surrounding into colorful halos, from shallow to deep, if there is something, it seems nothing.

The wind is a bit gloomy and terrible, and the sound of "Sasha Vujacic" is like a wild animal lurking in this quiet Yamashita.

Lotus pond, lotus pond, do you reflect me?

Day 1: Black and white tassels

I woke up this morning and found it snowing outside.

I feel it snows a little late this year, and it doesn't start until after the Chinese New Year. Now, the whole world has changed and turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

Snow is still falling silently, flying all over the sky, changing the dance posture with the change of wind direction. The powder of crystal silk is flying in the air, just like the color of a pear tree. The whole world seems to be moved by this dance and put on a white suit.

The snow is getting smaller and smaller, and small snowflakes fall from the sky and fly and play in the sky. Then, the sky is like throwing a few cans of sugar. They are flying in the air, as if reluctant to part with the sky and refuse to land. Some also quietly jumped on the collar of pedestrians and disappeared silently.

I looked out the window, and the earth was so white and beautiful. From a distance, tall buildings, houses, fields and rivers are covered with a layer of white gauze, which is very dazzling and makes the sky brighter.

Until the evening, I couldn't help sighing that this city is really beautiful when it snows.

I don't like charming spring, sad autumn and harsh winter. However, my favorite season is vibrant summer.

The scenery in summer is very different from that in spring. Flowers, grass, trees and rivers ... just after a season, they immediately changed the face of another Qvanxian Zhang.

Flowers in summer are no longer as weak as those in spring. At the moment, they are scrambling to open, and everyone wants to open before other flowers, so that people can see their beauty first. The flowers are blooming so brilliantly that they add a little color to the earth in summer. They no longer bow to the breeze like spring flowers and are crushed by light rain; Now, they are not afraid of the wind and rain, no longer bow to the wind and rain, but stand proudly on the earth and face the ups and downs.

The grass in summer is no longer so fragile as in spring. The grass was evenly spread into a huge, soft carpet, so green. The children were playing on it, but they didn't pay attention to their feet. What grass is tormented by them? However, will the grass be so fragile? The next day, didn't the curved grass stand up as tenaciously? Yes! It doesn't matter if you fall, what matters is that you can stand up when you fall!

Trees in summer are no longer saplings in spring, but become towering trees. In spring, the branches just spit out small green leaves, which fell to the ground in bits and pieces and were scattered on the branches by Miss Chun. Now, it is densely covered on the thick branches, and the leaves are uniform without revealing a crack. That green is too dazzling. From a distance, this tree seems to hold up a huge umbrella, caring for grass, flowers and people enjoying the cool.

In summer, the river is no longer pitiful, but has become a galloping white horse-like water. Grind the rough and ugly big stones in the river into small and exquisite pebbles and turn enemies into friends. Soon, a vivid scene by the river came, and birds sang in the music played by insect musicians; The breeze sets off the willow dance; The river sings in unison; Flowers and grass began to follow the rhythm; Butterflies flapped their beautiful wings briskly among the flowers; The whole picture is full of vitality.

In fact, there are many people in life, just like the scenery in summer. Some people are as fearless as summer flowers and do not bow to difficulties; Some people are as tenacious as grass in summer. They fall down and get up again. No matter how many times they go through it, they can stand up. Some people are like trees in summer, sheltering others from the wind and rain; Some people, like rivers in summer, turn ugly people into good people.

This is summer!

The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you.

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Last spring outing, I saw two cliffs facing each other, only one foot away, but completely separated. There is sand below. People who walk on the mountain will fall down when they go at night, either breaking their arms or legs.

Of course, I didn't write this to remind you to be careful when you arrive at night. In fact, my mother and I are the one-foot double cliff.

This matter has to start from last year. I fell in love with playing basketball last year, as if I were crazy about it. Every day I make an agreement with Bauer that I will never go home until seven o'clock. Because I come home late every day, my mother can't help but get suspicious. My reasons change every day, and finally I can't find any reason, so I can't speak. This made my mother more suspicious and asked me if I played video games. I said, no. Mom asked again, "What did you do?" But I dare not say that I played basketball. Mom couldn't control her temper. I didn't say anything, and she was even angrier. She grabbed the teaching stick and waved it on my back. I thought: the more you hit me, the less you say! But I didn't want to, but I endured it. Mother began to beat her leg again, which hurt badly. I have no choice. My legs went limp and I knelt on the ground, tears streaming down my face. I said, "I went to play ball." Then my mother put down the stick and asked me why I didn't say so earlier. Then she cooked for me, and she called the head teacher's cell phone to make sure I really went to play ball.

She bought me painkillers at night and kept saying why I didn't tell her earlier. Wash an apple for me to eat. She went to sew my socks. Because of the dim light, she never recognized the needle. Looking at her hunched back and white hair, my tears fell down. My mother has suffered too much for me and shouldered too much. So I couldn't help saying "Mom, I'm sorry". She was in shock all the way, wiped away my tears and said, "Why are you crying? Eat apples. "

But my throat choked and I couldn't swallow another bite. ...

Later, I went to Ya Shuang, where there were trees growing on the cliffs on both sides. The thick branches on the cliff climb closely and are intertwined, and the branches are full of beautiful and attractive flowers. ...

10/day, I had a seven-day holiday, and my mother took me to my uncle's house in Tianjin.

Uncle took us to Guwen Street.

We drove along the Haihe River to the street of Wenhua Street. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the famous snacks in Wenhua Street. I bought a cotton candy, white and sweet. We also tasted the famous 18th Street Twist and Ear Eye Fried Cake. Further inside, the goods are dazzling, dazzling, red, green and colorful. It seems that I can't see dozens of eyes, because today is a holiday, so many people come here to play. If I am not careful, I will get lost. I followed my uncle closely, and I was afraid I would go blind.

I've been walking around all afternoon and I'm really tired. When I finally came out, my uncle bought me a sugar blower made of clay figurine, and my grandfather blew me a white rabbit to eat radish. I really can't bear to eat it, because it is so cute. Finally, I decided to put it on display at home.

So the interesting day passed.

This mountain is always higher and stronger than we imagined, always gentler and kinder than we explored, and always grander and more upright than we saw. Enjoy the forest bath, soak your body in Fando bathtub, and freely absorb the cool air, just like a poet's poetic writing, more like a place where immortals live.

Looking at the mountains connected by mountains in the fog in the distance, I vaguely saw countless immortals dancing in the fog. Vaguely heard countless elves whispering in the forest. Scattered water vapor and dense forest interweave into a masterpiece of nature. All the time, insects and birds are singing, and the noise is endless. In the morning, the rooster alarm clock keeps crowing; In the morning, birds are singing in their ears; In the afternoon, the courtship of crickets is continuous; At night, the clear cry of frog "quack" flows into my ears. The mystery of nature is something we will never discover!

Surrounded by mountains, waterfalls and ponds, I seem to be integrated into nature and become a part of it. Isn't the vast valley at the foot of the mountain, the gurgling water on the mountainside and the faint fog at the top of the mountain the common ink painting in China? Green mountains and winding streams unexpectedly constitute my game paradise. Running in the forest, enjoying the cool breeze freely, jumping into the stream and enjoying the waves of clear water freely.

Mountain is the most common scenery in nature and the place with the richest resources. It is the best place for leisure and entertainment, and also a good place to wash urban dust. One by one, people can't help praising the wonder and change of nature and its beauty.

This is an ordinary school. When it rains, it rains, when it basks in the sun, when it is happy, when it is sad, when it is nervous!

In spring, the grass pokes its head out of the soil and blinks!

The breeze is blowing slowly, and the wind is blowing the hair of teachers and classmates. There is always a happy face under the hair, the eyebrows are pulled tightly and the corners of the mouth are gradually rising. The three teaching buildings hold each other tightly, transmitting wisdom to each other, and the sound of reading comes from time to time in the classroom. A year's plan lies in spring! On the runway, young boys and girls tirelessly completed and achieved their goals, and the teacher cheered for them there. Perhaps it is because of them that the next season is ushered in. Young trees have just sprouted green buds and small flowers have just sprouted roots.

In summer, the grass has grown up and stepped into "youth". But still full of vigor and vitality.

The wind is no longer so light, the heat flow is surging, the people are surging, and the wind is blowing hard, but obviously, the faces of teachers and students are no longer so relaxed, but so heavy and always calm ... just like the air-conditioning fans in the teaching building are constantly rotating. The classrooms without air conditioning also use fans. At noon in the scorching sun, from a distance, there seems to be a warm current, the flowers are brighter and the trees are greener, but the reading sounds in the three teaching buildings are still so beautiful and loud. Of course, the most popular is the open-air playground. Although the weather is hot, the students are still in full swing and moving in an orderly way.

It seems like a long time, but it seems like a blink of an eye, and autumn is coming!

Suddenly, the leaves turned yellow, the flowers withered and the grass withered.

Osmanthus fragrans turns into smoke, catkins are no longer elegant, but they are not sad, and the fruits of our wisdom are ripe! You see, that satisfactory answer sheet confirms our diligence, and also planted another seed here!

The north wind roared, the snow fell in the sky, and the wind was like a sword. Cut them one by one in people's faces and hands. The winter is eroding the students, statues and trees in the campus, and the three teaching buildings are still standing there without wavering. Looking outside the classroom, the icicles are already very long, which makes people feel that "Rome was not built in a day." This has also become an example for students to persevere, study hard and work hard!

The sun shines on the earth and everything is full of vitality!

Although it is ordinary here, the scenery, land and human feelings are beautiful!