Landscape composition of fourth grade

In the usual study, work and life, when it comes to composition, everyone must be familiar with it. Composition is a narrative method to express a theme through words. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following are nine fourth-grade landscape compositions I compiled for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

During the summer vacation, I went to the West Lake in Hangzhou, where a big car took my father and me around. I saw boats and ducks, I saw towers, I saw mountains, and it was beautiful.

How many people visit Hangzhou West Lake! Picturesque! In the evening, my father took me to see the music fountain, where there were so many people. With the rhythmic fluctuation of the water spray on the music fountain, the neon lights are shining with charming light, and the music fountain on the West Lake is more spectacular!

In short, the beauty of the West Lake is endless. Next time, I will take my mother and brother.

The hot summer came, and my mother took me back to my picturesque hometown.

When I came to the river, I saw the mountains in the distance, and the peaks fluctuated, one high and one low. Birds are flying in the air, chirping as if singing a hymn; The willow branches beside the pond are swaying in the wind as if waving to us.

Beautiful lotus flowers are blooming in the pond. Lotus petals are surrounded by a round light green lotus. The petals are crimson at the top and gradually pink downward. There is a bud next to the lotus flower, and the petals are tightly held together, just like a ripe peach. Lotus is surrounded by green umbrella-shaped lotus leaves. Mother duck, with her ducklings, dived into the water for a while and hid behind the tea leaves for a while, as if playing hide and seek.

Walking into the beautiful countryside is like walking into a beautiful painting, which makes people linger and make you deeply intoxicated in this beautiful scenery.

As soon as it turned white in the east, our family of three were awakened by the rapid alarm. In this cold winter, why do you get up so early and not stay in the warm bed? It turns out that we signed up for the mountaineering activity of "traveling thousands of miles to Ninghai".

Thousands of people took part in this activity. We started from Lige Village, the starting point. Looking around, the whole mountain is colorful, and all kinds of clothes are worn by climbers. Everyone's arrival awakened the mountains that were still sleeping in the cold winter, and this morning suddenly became lively. Birds flapped their wings and flew from one end to the other, as if welcoming us warmly. Everyone talked and laughed along the way, and the aunt behind me said a meaningful sentence: "The ultimate goal of playing is not to go anywhere, nor to see any scenery. The most beautiful scenery is on the road." My aunt's words made my heart beat.

Yes, the most beautiful scenery is on the road. You see, some trees on the mountain are tall and graceful, some are lush and not afraid of cold, some have withered leaves, but the bare branches are vigorous and powerful. Trees stand upright like soldiers, welcoming climbers. Occasionally, unknown trees are full of fruits, either red or gold, especially in the cold winter of depression. On the way, or in the clear spring, it is very clear; Or meet a mountain stream, the water is gurgling, and it is smart and abnormal. Take a handful of water and sip it gently. It's cool, sweet and refreshing. Walking to the top of the mountain, the temperature dropped significantly. Suddenly, I found something shining on the trees and grass. No snow? I was curious. When I looked closer, it turned out to be frosty crystals. Dad told me that this is called rime. I'm so excited. This is the first time I've seen rime. Looking from a distance, a large area seems to be full of pear blossoms, which reminds me of "like a strong wind in spring, blowing up at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees".

The most beautiful scenery is on the road. The mighty mountaineering team winds in the rolling mountains. In the crowd, someone was carrying a plastic bag and bent down to pick up the wrapping paper, cans and mineral water bottles discarded by people on the hiking trail. Look over there, a few people are standing still, and the people behind are waiting patiently. I looked around. It turned out that the road was muddy after the rain and an aunt slipped. Someone reached out to help her, someone greeted her kindly, and someone recommended the anti-skid strategy. Even people who stopped not far away, their eyes were full of concern. Although it is the middle of winter, witnessing this scene, no matter who slips or waits, their hearts are warm.

Yes, the most beautiful scenery is on the road. Let's feel the most beautiful scenery with our heart!

What I remember vividly are those days when I traveled to the countryside when I was seven years old. This is a happy, colorful and fruitful day. The vast fields, the green sea, the golden wheat waves, the sunrise and sunset scenery, and the interesting farmhouse music all left me with good memories. ...

When the sky in the east is a fish-belly grey, villages are shrouded in dense fog, as if covered with a layer of white gauze. From a distance, I can only see the vague shadow, which is so mysterious. After a while, the red sun rose from the east of Ran Ran, the fog cleared, and the village fields suddenly became so clear.

The scenery at sunset is more magnificent. At dusk, the sun has set in the west, and it has converged its dazzling light, like a drunken old man with a red round face. A crescent moon rises in the east. It stood on tiptoe and looked at the sun with envy. At this time, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the Yuan Ye, and a golden carpet was laid on the ground. Mai Miao seemed to nod to the sun frequently and cried reluctantly, "Goodbye, Grandpa Sun!" Through the leaves, it shines obliquely on the flowing stream, shining with dazzling light. At this moment, the continuous mountains embedded in the horizon are particularly magnificent under the setting sun!

When I came to the village head, I looked around. There are many fruits nearby, full of shelves and full of seedlings. Purple eggplant, watery cucumber, sharp green pepper, green beans, and beloved red tomatoes nodded and waved frequently in the breeze, as if to say to me, "Welcome guests from the city." My heart is full of joy. In the distance, there are endless green fields. The breeze blows and the green waves roll straight into the distance. The breeze is intoxicating with the smell of earth and the fragrance of rice seedlings. From time to time, the cries of "so-and-so" and "baa baa" came from the fields. Cattle are grazing leisurely, and lambs are chasing and playing. Farmers' uncles and aunts worked hard in the fields under the scorching sun, and cheerful songs echoed in the fields from time to time. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help feeling, so I had a whimsy and wrote a little poem: "Green waves rolling crops are strong and rural scenery is infinitely good." Uncle and aunt are busy farming, sweating and writing a new chapter! "

People in rural areas generally live in small earthen houses, and they like to set up a melon shed in front of the house, or plant pumpkins or grapes, so that those melons and vines can climb up the vines and the eaves to set up a green arbor. There are all kinds of trees around the yard, and many birds come here to settle down. At noon and evening, people in rural areas call it a day and go home. Chatting and eating together under the melon shed, although it is a simple meal, but eating with relish. At this time, the birds also come to sing for them; Puppies will also jump around their owners to show their love; Hens lead chicks to feed in the yard ... the yard is full of vitality!

Although there are no bustling cities, high-rise buildings and brightly lit night scenes in the countryside, I will never forget the magnificent sunrise and sunset, the green fields and the small farmhouse with deep homesickness!

In the evening, after I had a delicious dinner, I went to the green grass alone and looked at the blue sky. I couldn't help but be fascinated.

I have never appreciated the sky so carefully. It turns out that the sky is so blue, reflecting white clouds, and there is a tinkling stream in the distance. The water is shallow. As long as you put your foot in it and flick it, there will be many water marks that will last for a long time, just like the little oriole who is reluctant to go.

There are several colorful flowers next to them, including azaleas, cockscomb, pear and winter jasmine. Soon, a biting cold wind fell from the sky, and I was unprepared. You see, those uncultivated flowers that grow in the wild are in full bloom, not afraid of wind or rain. I think these little flowers are so petite but so strong. No matter how strong the wind is, they protect the flowers behind them, just as a mother protects her children. Suddenly, I was deeply moved. Looking at such a painful flower, I can't help but want to pick it and put it in my hand to prevent it from being blown down by the biting cold wind. In the end, I didn't do it. Why? Because if I take them off, they will wither.

I can't enjoy it anymore. I want to dedicate these flowers to people who will come here to play in the future. I want to share their refreshing fragrance with you!

My parents and I have been to many places and seen many beautiful scenery, including Yunnan Stone Forest, Beihai Silver Beach and Guilin Lijiang River, but the most impressive thing is Huguangyan in Zhanjiang.

On National Day this year, my parents and I drove to Huguangyan in Zhanjiang. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of Huguangyan, I was attracted by the words Lei Qiong World Geopark-Huguangyan. Why is Huguangyan a world geological park? With this question, we walked into Huguangyan Scenic Area to visit. As soon as you enter the gate, it is a boulevard. On the right side of the avenue, there is a volcano museum. In the Volcano Museum, there are all kinds of pictures about Huguangyan and all kinds of minerals. The formation process of Huguangyan is also introduced by playing movies. Here, I learned that Huguangyan was once a crater. About 6.5438+0.5 million years ago, due to volcanic eruption, water accumulated in the crater depression and became a lake. This kind of lake is called Horse Lake. The main geological landscape of Huguangyan is volcanic landform and Ma 'er Lake, so it is called geological park. My question when I first came in was finally solved.

Out of the museum, my parents and I visited Lake Mar by sightseeing bus. This Lake Mar is really beautiful, surrounded by mountains, the lake is as calm as a mirror, and the lake is crystal clear. There are lush trees by the lake, which are reflected on the clear lake, forming a beautiful reflection. We sat in the sightseeing bus on the highway around the lake, watched the beautiful scenery carefully, and breathed fresh air in this natural oxygen bar, feeling relaxed and happy.

When we got off sightseeing bus, we came to Suoqiao Scenic Area. There are many rocking bridges here, such as iron cable bridge, rocking wooden bridge, single-plank bridge and so on. These bridges are very interesting. My parents and I walked back and forth on these bridges again and again, still wanting more, lingering!

In Huguangyan, I not only enjoyed the beautiful scenery, but also had a good time and learned a lot of scientific knowledge, which I will never forget. I have been in my heart all my life.

Living in the country, the scenery is varied and interesting. As long as you pay attention, you can find beautiful and natural pastoral landscapes at different times every day.

early morning

At four or five o'clock, the eastern sky showed a faint fish-belly white. After a while, a blush gradually appeared, like a drunk staggering down the street. After a while, Sun Baobao got out of bed, but he was in no hurry and washed slowly. The distant green hills are looming in the "milk", like a masked girl running in a crowded street.

high noon

At noon, the air is sultry, as if it could be lit by striking a match. It's too hot, like a steam hanging over your head. Even so, we can't resist our love of playing. We came to the pond, some playing with water and patting the stones on the shore with their hands; Some play with sand, take out a handful of sand from the water, shoot a pile, and a castle will be ready; Some are still playing with mud, scraping layers of fine sand, and you can find mud, knead it into a little clay figurine, and expose it to the sun for a few hours, and a little clay figurine will be ready!

dusk

At dusk, the sun gradually disappeared in the rolling mountains. The lake has long been dyed purple, and the dazzling golden light is more dazzling than gold. In an instant, the golden light filled the earth, and the red light that jumped out from time to time reflected the last fiery red cloud in the west more beautifully, making this sunset more spectacular.

night

The sun has gone, the moon has come, and the world has changed quietly. In the Woods by the pond, the sky fell. Flocks of fireflies are dancing, crickets and slugs are accompanying them, and the musician-frog is the real protagonist. ...

These four kinds of rural scenery are endowed by nature. What are more fascinating pictures than them?

Today, Zhangjiagang Daily organized a small reporter to visit our water conservancy department in Zhangjiagang City.

In the morning, take a bus from Zhangjiagang Daily to Fenghuang Lake Water Conservancy Scenic Area. As soon as we got off the bus, an aunt from the Water Conservancy Bureau explained the layout and related knowledge of the water conservancy scenic spot of Fenghuang Lake, and led us to visit Fenghuang Lake along the lake. We came to the Champion Bridge and stood at the bridge. From a distance, the trees are shaded, the crystal clear lake occasionally ripples, and the greasy weeds in the water sway gently. The hot and humid weather condensed a lot of water vapor in the air, forming a hazy scene. The lush Phoenix Mountain seems to be shrouded in misty rain, and the ancient temple and pagoda on the mountain can't be seen clearly. The poem "Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy" is really good.

After you get off the bridge, take a closer look. On the clear lake, small and bright lotus flowers quietly emerged. Some are pink, some are in bud, and some are like snow. They look more beautiful against the background of green lotus leaves! Keep moving, hey! What is that? And pink lotus flowers! They are tall and straight, some show lotus flowers, some are blooming vigorously, and some have withered, making people feel delicate and delicate. The lotus is bright, the lotus is tall and straight, the lake is clear and tree-lined, and the Phoenix Lake is as beautiful as the West Lake! Colorful flowers, accompanied by green trees, walk on the path and look at the distance, as if they had come to a fairyland.

I like Phoenix Lake, a charming water conservancy scenic spot.

Look at the children in Nanjing, piles of homework oppress them, and they can't even enjoy the weekend and summer vacation. There are bursts of bitterness and pity in my heart from time to time, which also reminds me of my hometown in Qidong.

I remember going back to my hometown to visit my grandparents every holiday when I was a child. Whenever I walk into the house lightly, my grandparents will come out to meet me with a smile. My heart was filled with joy at that time.

Grandma's home is a rural area, and large cornfields run through the whole village. Looking around, you can see a large area of green, as beautiful as a velvet carpet inlaid with topaz. Every autumn, I always lead our little black dog to gallop freely on the path between cornfields, so fast and so free. Whenever the wind whizzes past my ears, I feel unspeakable freedom and happiness in my heart.

Grandma's house is fun, but I like catching lobsters best. I remember one summer, grandpa saw the weather was fine and said to me, "Are you going to catch lobsters?" As soon as I heard this, my eyes lit up and I nodded like a garlic: "Of course!" " "So grandpa took several villagers and went lobster fishing with me.

We came to the stream, grandpa and several villagers climbed down, and I changed my clothes and followed. It was midsummer, and I was sweating profusely, but I totally ignored it and jumped off the stream excitedly. Just entering the stream, the cool river flows all over the body, flowers nod from time to time, and aquatic plants bend over to welcome me from time to time. I went to pull the shrimp cage and gave it a hard push. Wow, a whole cage of lobsters and a big mullet weighing several pounds! Lobsters at this time are neither so shriveled in spring nor so skinny in winter. They are all fat and energetic. I was proud of my record and shouted, "Grandpa, come and see!" " "Grandpa smiled and said to me," Go home and eat lobster! " "

Half a day in the morning, we came back with a full load, just waiting for lobster at noon. This is my hometown-Qidong, a beautiful hometown full of interesting things!