A 400-word essay describing the winter scenery of the grassland

1. A composition describing the beautiful scenery of the spring grassland

Golden Autumn (Scenery Composition) The autumn wind is like a magical paintbrush, dyeing the rippling forest belt into golden color in one night .

When you climb to the top of the mountain and look down, you will see a patch of gold in front of you. If you look carefully, you will see patches of red and green mixed in with the gold. Red as agate, green as emerald.

There is also a mirror-like pond at the foot of the mountain, which reflects the beautiful scenery in front of you and is particularly beautiful. After going down the mountain, the original stall selling watermelons on the roadside disappeared. What replaced them were the fragrant and crisp big apples and the big red pomegranates with cracked lips and ready to break out of the shell. How lovely! As the saying goes: "One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains require wearing cotton."

There is a hint of coolness in the rustling autumn wind. Look, the pedestrians on the road have inadvertently put on thick sweaters, jackets, and some even put on down jackets.

In the crop field, the golden corns are like golden mallets. The red ears of sorghum are like a shy little girl, with a red face and lowered shy head, swaying in the breeze. , The soybeans swayed and rustled in the wind, and the fields seemed to be playing a chorus of nature. In the orchard, the bright red persimmons are like small lanterns, hanging high on the branches. The branches look like they are about to be broken. There are also the bunches of purple grapes, hanging with crystal dewdrops, like crystals in the sunlight. Colorful lights flashed under the light.

I was infected and intoxicated by this golden autumn, ah! I love this rich, golden autumn. Golden Autumn Time continues to flow forward, the weather gradually cools down, the noisy cicadas are blown away by autumn, and are replaced by the mournful chirping of crickets in the cracks of the stone slabs under the steps at night.

Ah! That lovely autumn is finally here. Autumn has more prosperous scenes than spring. Spring with brilliant flowers and trees is beautiful, but the fruitful autumn colors reveal the joy of harvest. Autumn has more colorful scenes than summer. Although summer with dense branches and leaves is charming, the golden The autumn colors when the trees are full of leaves are more refreshing and pleasant; autumn is more vibrant than winter. The snow-covered winter is lovely, but the golden autumn with the fragrance of fruits and melons is more brilliant and colorful.

Autumn has come to the woods. From a distance, the yellow leaves are falling like groups of golden butterflies. They are tired of flying and fall on my shoulders, head and feet. It brings my thoughts from green summer to golden autumn.

As soon as I turned around, a peach leaf fell beside me again. I bent down to pick it up, held it in my hand, and looked at it carefully. It was such a special autumn leaf! It has not completely faded away from its green color yet, and still exudes a strong fragrance. Autumn came to the orchard. Persimmon bent down and bowed so hard that the branches were about to break. Sister Lychee was so fat that her clothes burst, revealing her bulging, white belly.

Huge apples hang all over the branches, showing sweet smiles, either shy or bold. When the autumn girl came to the farmland, the corn was very happy. It specially changed into a new golden dress and grinned, showing its golden teeth. In order to make itself more beautiful, the tomatoes put lipstick on their faces. Potato's excitement may have been too high, and his green mouth broke into laughter, revealing his yellow tongue.

Autumn has come to the garden, and it has become a paradise for chrysanthemums. They may like this heavy golden color, so they choose to bloom their beauty in autumn.

There are so many colors of chrysanthemums: yellow, pink, and white.

The big flowers and curly petals look like a little girl with curly hair. Linger in the chrysanthemum garden or admire a pot of gorgeous chrysanthemums alone, and slowly be intoxicated by the fragrance.

Autumn brings a golden color to the earth and cotton-like clouds to the blue sky. The autumn wind is as cool as water, dyeing the world yellow with a hint of chill.

I love this crisp autumn season! I like autumn with its lush leaves and unpretentious chrysanthemums. I like this unique and brilliant golden autumn scenery.

Autumn is really a harvest season. The sound of lawn mowers, the laughter of children, and the laughter of adults merge together to form a symphony of "Golden Autumn" Snowflake suddenly discovered how beautiful snowflakes are. It purifies the whole world and every corner of our hearts. Snowflakes fell from the sky, gently and softly.

I walked alone outside the house, quietly enjoying the happiness that the rare snow scene brought us. It’s really snowing! The Snow God seemed to be saying goodbye to the winter that was about to leave, with tears constantly flowing from its eyes.

Countless snowflakes in the sky are flying in the wind, showing various colors, colorful, like gems and diamonds. When you look at it closely, you can see its whiteness, pure whiteness, wonderful whiteness.

It is like silk, flying in the air, twisting her beautiful hexagonal figure... The white snowflakes fall gently on the grass, as if the earth is dressed in snow-white. of attire.

The grass under the snow is pushing their young heads out hard, and the children on the snow are playing and having fun... The color of snow-white appears in front of my eyes, the sound of snow-white echoes in my ears, and the taste of snow-white is in my eyes. It lingers in my nose... As if everything is dyed with snow, as if the whole world is enveloped in snow-white silence! Suddenly I discovered how beautiful snowflakes are. It purifies the whole world and every corner of our hearts.

He fell to the ground silently, and instantly turned into water droplets, moistening the dry land, nourishing our hearts, and opening the door to our hearts in an instant. Be one with nature. The falling snowflakes sometimes collide in the air, blending into a beautiful and peculiar melody, flowing into our open heart... Although the falling snow is so erratic and difficult to fathom, it actually exists. .

The snow is still falling, but at this moment, I feel that it is spreading beautiful snowflakes to the earth. Maybe my happiness moved the Snow God.

Gradually, she stopped crying. The Snow God seemed to understand something - winter has passed, can spring be far behind? Beautiful Nature Nature is beautiful, isn’t it? Small and beautiful, there are no wonders in the world. These are all the miracles of nature.

The beauty and purity of spring, the season of the year, is the praise of spring, a beautiful season of green and vibrant flowers. The beauty of summer, the fire-like enthusiasm, the sunshine, the symbol of light. 2. A 300-word essay describing the scenery of the grassland in spring, summer, autumn and winter

My hometown is Xiaoyi City. There are many beautiful places here, but the scenery of Shengxi Lake is unforgettable for me.

In spring, the trees in Shengxi Lake grow green leaves, the yellow jasmine flowers gently wave to us, the pink peach blossoms smile at us, and the willow flowers hang all over the branches like ears of wheat. , swaying gently in the breeze. The green lake water ripples in the sunlight.

In summer, the trees grow lush and lush. After dinner, people came to Shengxi Lake for a walk in groups, waving fans, chatting and admiring the night. The breeze blew past their faces, making people feel relaxed and happy.

In autumn, many leaves turn yellow and fall one after another. Some flowers have withered, but the chrysanthemums are blooming first in the sunshine. There are yellow, white, purple... They are really colorful and beautiful.

A few gusts of wind blew by, and the fallen leaves were swept up in the air and danced lightly. In winter, there is ice and snow everywhere, but the vast Baiyun Lake never freezes.

The wide lake surface is still sparkling with light, showing great vitality and vitality. Beautiful hometown, I love you! The beautiful Shengxi Lake Forest Park, I love you even more. 3. A 300-word essay describing the scenery of the grassland in spring, summer, autumn and winter

My hometown is Xiaoyi City. There are many beautiful places here, but the scenery of Shengxi Lake is unforgettable for me.

In spring, the trees in Shengxi Lake grow green leaves, the yellow jasmine flowers gently wave to us, the pink peach blossoms smile at us, and the willow flowers hang all over the branches like ears of wheat. , swaying gently in the breeze. The turquoise lake water ripples in the sunlight.

In summer, the trees grow lush and lush. After dinner, people came to Shengxi Lake for a walk in groups, waving fans, chatting and admiring the night. The breeze blew past their faces, making people feel relaxed and happy.

In autumn, many leaves turn yellow and fall one after another. Some flowers have withered, but the chrysanthemums are blooming first in the sunshine. There are yellow, white, purple... They are really colorful and beautiful. A few gusts of wind blew by, and the fallen leaves were swept up in the air again, dancing lightly.

In winter, there is ice and snow everywhere, but the vast Baiyun Lake never freezes. The wide lake surface is still sparkling, showing great vitality and vitality.

Beautiful hometown, I love you! The beautiful Shengxi Lake Forest Park, I love you even more! 4. A 400-word essay describing winter scenery

There are four seasons in a year, and each season has a different scenery, and I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter the most.

In winter, when the snow falls heavily, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy-tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of white snow give people a cool and soothing feeling.

Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, even my heart is being purified, becoming pure and beautiful. The snow at dusk is deep, as if there are thousands of emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea water, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of excitement like uncovering the hidden head and revealing the tail.

The snowflakes come in various shapes and are crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white war sails sailing on a long voyage... The scenery in the snow is extremely magnificent, between heaven and earth. It was all the same color, only a piece of silver could be seen, as if the whole world was decorated with silver. After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world, with beautiful branches and jade leaves, pink jade bricks, and bright colors. It is really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year.

I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter even more. Winter is the growth ring of the soul.

Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope. 5. A 100-word essay describing the grassland, covering all four seasons, waiting online

Grassland Reverie Camels and airplanes left Hohhot. While waiting at the airport, I looked at the array of tourist souvenirs. counter.

They are all things with characteristics of the grassland people, especially leather products. But I ended up choosing a fluffy camel.

When I brought it back from all the way, my daughter didn’t particularly like it. After caressing it a few times, I threw it aside. No wonder, the camel was not something he had ever dreamed of. Just because of the strangeness and strangeness of its shape, it was difficult for a lifeless bag to create "meaning" in his young mind.

On the contrary, my choice is very "meaningful" because camels are almost the grassland I imagined when I was a child. So if I were to choose an object to commemorate my trip to the grassland, of course I would choose a camel.

A team of camels jingled past the door. In retrospect, it was a very mysterious and romantic scene. Camels are guests from the grassland and the Gobi desert. Children who have never seen the grassland or the Gobi desert can use camels to portray the grassland in their hearts.

"The scent of horseshoes returns after stepping on flowers." For the fragrance of flowers, it is enough to draw a swarm of bees lingering around the horses' hooves; for the vastness of the grassland, the bitter cold of the grassland, and the great difference between the grassland and the land around it, it is enough to look at the strange appearance of the camels that are neither donkeys nor horses, and the strange hump.

In addition to being common in grasslands and the Gobi, camels were also common in the so-called transitional areas from farming civilization to grassland civilization north of Beijing, such as my hometown of Zhangjiakou. Therefore, the grassland is a familiar and unfamiliar place to me.

Although they have never set foot on the grassland, the biting northwest wind in winter and spring, the flying loess, and the grassland food such as oatmeal noodles all remind the people here that we are close neighbors of the grassland. The impression of the camel is also an obvious symbol for people living on the edge of the grassland to perceive themselves and confirm their hometown.

Lin Haiyin's preface to "Old Things in the South of the City" "Winter Sun, Childhood, Camel Team" writes: "The camel team came and stopped in front of my house. They lined up in a long row and stood silently , waiting for people's arrangements.

The weather was dry and cold. The camel driver took off his felt hat, and there was a stream of white smoke rising from his bald cup, which blended into the dry and cold atmosphere. .

… Summer has passed, autumn has passed, winter has come again, and the camel caravan has come again, but my childhood is gone forever. I will never learn how to chew camels under the winter sun. I did it.

But how much I miss the scenery and people living in the south of Beijing in my childhood! I said to myself, write them down, so that the actual childhood will pass and the spiritual childhood will last forever. Come down. Just like that, I wrote a book called "Old Things in the South of the City". It was also the most beautiful movie of that era. The little Yingzi with a childlike hair has clear and innocent eyes. The voice-over said: "Seeing the camel team coming under the winter sun, hearing the slow and sweet music, my childhood came back to my heart... ", the setting sun, the front gate tower, and the camel team are all in the shot. These are the lingering fragments of memories of old Beijing in the 1920s and 1930s that many people have.

This movie also greatly promoted Li Shutong's "Farewell". "Outside the sunset, beside the ancient road, the green grass is green." Is it talking about Beijing, or is it talking about the "legendary" of a child from the south of Beijing? "Beautiful grassland"? Although the era is different, I can read my childhood here: the camel team occasionally passing by the door, the camels that are always unhurried, the men who pull the camels unhurriedly, and the camel bells that sound melodious because of their slowness. If the camel team wants to be "top" in the village, it will have the same opportunity as Xiao Yingzi, watching the white breath exhaled by the camel and watching it seem to be chewing forever.

The situation now has completely changed. In the past, I was looking at the camels and imagining the unknown distance of the grassland. Today, I am experiencing time and space travel in front of my eyes.

From Beijing to Hohhot, I originally wanted to take the train. I wanted to truly experience how the prosperity of Beijing, an international metropolis, on the eve of the Olympic Games, has changed into grasslands, loess soil, dilapidated adobe houses and cornfields. An old farmer hoeing the field. Finally, because of the plane I chose to take, the change in feeling can only be more abrupt.

The area around Beijing, especially the north and northwest, is called the poverty belt around Beijing and Tianjin. It is really appropriate to describe it as "the cities are as good as Europe, and the countryside is as poor as Africa." Once I was in a taxi and listened to Beijing's traffic and art station and other broadcasts. I was asked to create a very gossipy statistics and ask Beijingers to talk about their familiarity with various provinces and cities in China. The result was both "unexpected and reasonable." Some people feel that their understanding of Shanghai, Shenzhen and other places far exceeds that of Hebei and Inner Mongolia.

Indeed, apart from the length of time, there is no "meaning" difference between taking off from the magnificent T3 terminal of the Capital Airport to Hohhot and going to any place on the earth.

What's more, with the air corridor arrangement such as the "Beijing-Shanghai Express", even if measured in time, Shanghai is closer to the ground than Hohhot.

Because our flight from Ningbo to Beijing was delayed, we waited for 6 or 7 hours before we boarded the flight to Hohhot. This would have taken several round trips if we had to transfer to Shanghai. The rapidly accelerating modernization has long since turned Beijing into a real "enclave" both economically, socially, and emotionally.

Without the camel, the relationship with the land will inevitably be lost. There is a joke that someone spent a lot of their savings to buy a house in the suburbs of Beijing. After working hard for most of his life, he finally bought a house in the suburbs of Beijing. On the day the house was taken back, he took out his cell phone with trembling hands and shed tears, preparing to tell his family. , suddenly received a text message: "Hebei Mobile welcomes you!" It felt like just one word: sweat! Unlike Lin Haiyin, who looked in the direction of the camel's journey, modern Beijingers are more helpless because they hate the "enclave" and cannot really fly. "Sweat" Hebei's proximity breaks the honor of being a "Beijinger" Of course, in the spring when the sky is filled with yellow sand, you may curse out of helplessness, and at the same time, you may think of our close neighbors such as Hebei and Inner Mongolia with some resentment.

Thinking of camels feels close, thinking of airplanes feels far away. In my opinion, this is a problem. Oatmeal noodles and water I also had oatmeal noodles in Inner Mongolia.

This is a typical food in areas near drought. 6. How to write a composition about winter grassland

Inner Mongolia prairie, when I mention this word, you will think of the sky, the vast wilderness, the wind-blown grass and the low sight of cattle and sheep.

However, have you ever thought that there will be a season in the prairie where the sky is gray and white, and the wind blows the grass and you can see white snow? The winter in the Inner Mongolia prairie is different from the winter in other places. It is completely white, but among the hazy white snow, you can vaguely see several women and men in gorgeous Mongolian costumes riding on two horses. The endless white and blue yurts add a touch of color to the vast and simple prairie. In the winter morning on the prairie of Inner Mongolia, far away from the layers of white snow, there is a faint dark purple, which gradually changes to deep red, then to light yellow, and finally, the sun's cheeks jump out.

The morning in the Inner Mongolia prairie is so ever-changing and unfathomable. Because of this characteristic, I can say that the winter in the Inner Mongolia prairie is beautiful and I love it very much. However, speaking of it, I love it even more. In the evening of the prairie of Inner Mongolia, because the evening of the grassland is lavender and blue, I think that such an evening makes people feel rustic and simple. It makes people feel like a Cinderella, whose coat is simple and ugly. Cinderella is kind and beautiful at heart. When it snows on the prairie of Inner Mongolia, the beauty is breathtaking - when it snows on the prairie, the goose-feather-like snow dances down from the sky.

The snow girl put a white cotton coat on the little tree, like a little green man in a white coat; the snow girl covered the roof with a thick quilt, like a little green man touching the cream. Big bread; the snow covered the ground with a thick carpet, making a creaking sound when walking on it. Beauty, after all, has a not-so-beautiful side - when the cold wind blows on my hands, my hands become numb, and when the cold wind blows on my feet, it drives me to keep stamping.

The winter in the prairie of Inner Mongolia is breathtakingly beautiful, making people want to come out to build snowmen, have snowball fights, and watch the snow scenery no matter what. 7. An essay about grasslands of 400 or 450 words

Everyone has what they consider to be the most beautiful scenery and life. Maybe in a small pavilion surrounded by green trees, drinking tea while watching the birds soaring in the sky; maybe you like to be alone in a sunny place in a cafe, drinking coffee while watching the passers-by on the road. Come and go; maybe you like to take a walk among the beautiful reeds and leave all your worries behind. Indeed, all of this is so chic and comfortable, but what I like most is the vast grassland!

Because I like its vastness, I raise the children of this place with my own arms! At the same time, it also brings me infinite joy.

In the daytime, standing on the grassland, only the gentle breeze blowing the grass gently swaying, can you vaguely see the shepherds and cattle and sheep in the distance. As the poem says, "The wind blows the grass and you can see the cattle and sheep." If you make friends with an enthusiastic herdsman, he will definitely let you visit his home. Drink a cup of milk tea and eat some mutton, you will definitely be satisfied! After eating, you can go to the grassland. When you are tired, you can lie down on the grass and rest, it's soft. The cool breeze caresses your face, refreshing you. Looking at the sky, white clouds are floating in the sky, you will hum a familiar tune and feel very comfortable. Then stand up and take a walk aimlessly, leaving all your worries behind. Recall all the happy memories and just wait until sunset, and you will enjoy a special view: - sunset on the grassland. This is when you raise your feet and look far into the distance, you will see: the shepherds in the distance are driving their cattle and sheep home; the westernmost sky is like a fiery red belt, dyeing the surroundings golden. Slowly, the sun went down, leaving only an orange streak in the distant sky. After returning home and having dinner, I went to look at the sky. The sky was a different kind of scenery! At night, in the blue-black sky, bright stars surround the bright moon.

And the bright stars form constellations! 8. Write a 400-word essay using the writing method of grassland

The great rivers and mountains of the motherland are like magnificent pictures, which makes me feel that nature is so wonderful. The beautiful prairie of Inner Mongolia is one of the beautiful scenery.

In the morning, on the boundless prairie, a red sun rises slowly from the sky, illuminating the earth, symbolizing that a new day is coming. In the distance, several horses were galloping, their strong bodies outlined in the beautiful glow, and their long brown hair fluttering in the breeze. The lovely green grass, the running horses, and the rising red sun form a beautiful landscape that is endlessly memorable.

At noon, the sheep grazed leisurely on the grassland. Some seemed to be full and taking a leisurely walk; some shook their heads and swayed their tails as if to see where there was more grass; some were grazing to gain strength for tomorrow. The scorching sun was scorching the earth, making it extremely hot. Everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

In the evening, the sun on the horizon seems to be trying its best to release its last light, which is so dazzling and beautiful. Suddenly, a burst of high-spirited singing came into my ears. Yo! It turned out that the shepherd was driving the sheep back. From a distance, the sheep looked like a large piece of floating cotton, which was very beautiful.

Beautiful Inner Mongolia prairie, I will come to see you again.

Article 2 of a 400-word essay about grassland: I love the grassland in my hometown

I love the grassland in my hometown! That's the place that haunts me.

The endless prairie seems to be covered with a large green carpet, soft and cute. Running on the grassland, as free and unrestrained as a horse, feeling the breeze blowing on your face, how cool it is! Walking on this natural big stage, singing and dancing at will, the grasses admired my performance and clapped their hands from time to time. How pleasant it is!

"Beautiful grassland is my home". The yurts scattered on the grassland, like pearls, dressed in beautiful blue and white clothes, are like mothers nurturing the people living on the grassland, and the grassland is also like a kind mother, nurturing the beautiful yurts. .

Huh? Why did the white clouds in the sky end up on the beautiful grassland? Are they tired of life in heaven? When I walked in and took a look, I realized that those were not clouds, but white and soft sheep like clouds! And the shepherd, holding a whip in his hand, would lightly hit the lambs that left the team because of their gluttony from time to time. This whip does not represent evil and abuse, but is full of kindness and warmth! 9. A 400-word diary describing the beautiful scenery of winter

So natural! Looking at the path again, the white ground seems to be covered with a layer of paint, even though it is still snowing heavily. November 11, 2015?! Looking at both sides of the road, the small trees are all wearing the clothes given by Miss Dong. They all seem to be in great spirits! ?! After about ten minutes, oh, the snow stopped! I ran out and looked at the white snow, so beautiful. I thought, now I can play in the snow; I am very happy today! I watched the snow, waving my hands and feet up and down. I was so happy that I got up and took a look. Wow! What a beautiful little angel; I am very happy today because it snowed today! I ran outside, and pieces of white snow fell from the sky. They looked like little fairies! I lay on the ground, it was so beautiful, and I played in the snow. It was such a beautiful day.