My favorite season: three-minute model essay in Mandarin.

All the year round, each season has its own unique flavor, which one do you like best? The following is my three-minute model essay on My Favorite Season in Mandarin. For reference only, welcome to read!

My favorite season is Mandarin for three minutes (1). My favorite season is summer. The autumn in English is colorful, lush, warm and peaceful. In the summer afternoon, walking in the shade of a tree, the sun shines gently through the cracks in the leaves, forming some fine spots on the light gray asphalt road, like stars in the night sky, but it is a sunny afternoon.

The starry sky in summer is also beautiful. The stars are like small diamonds, inlaid in the ink-splashing night. So gorgeous, so beautiful, it is impossible to see in other seasons.

Moonlight is poetic, just like youth, light or thick, picturesque. So wandering in the faint tenderness, I will never wake up.

My favorite season: three minutes of Putonghua model essay (2) My favorite season is not the budding spring, not the intense summer, but the comfortable and quiet autumn and winter season.

Of course, I feel like autumn and winter. Autumn and winter are quiet and beautiful, but they don't mean dying. In autumn and winter, the grass sleeps, the trees undress, and only the pine and cypress are still tall and straight. The rain in autumn is not too heavy. When Grandma Feng came to see us with Rain Girl, it was like singing a quiet lullaby to the plants.

Autumn has come, the leaves are yellow and fallen, which seems to be a kind of aging, bringing a little coolness to people's hearts, but it is not. In my mind, colorful butterflies have been replaced by yellow leaves. This butterfly is very active, with yellow, green and semi-yellow and semi-green colors. Yellow leaves fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with a thick carpet. When the playmates stepped on it, they clicked. The sound blended with their partners' laughter, adding a touch of interest to autumn.

Autumn is also a harmonious harvest season. In autumn, the orchard is filled with the fragrance of fruits, people hold ladders to pick fruits, and the harvested fruits and people's smiling faces are merged again. In the market, people are happily choosing all kinds of fruits and vegetables. I like autumn and winter, and I love its tranquility and softness!

One of my favorite seasons, the three-minute model essay in Mandarin (3) Summer is the fire of life ~ Summer is the light of life. I like to see the boundless green in summer ~ I like to see the white clouds on the long blue sky in summer. The brightness of summer makes people feel bright ~ Thunderstorms in summer often make people feel comfortable. I like summer ~ because the flowers in summer are especially gorgeous. In this beautiful season ~ girls can wear white dresses to show their charm ~ boys can wear white shirts to exude youthful vitality. Even if you can eat ice cream sweetly in summer, it is enough reason to like it.

I like summer ~ I like watching the stars on summer nights. In the past, I stopped watching TV as long as I was at home ~ every summer night ~ but learned to be an adult ~ holding a fan in my hand ~ walking into a big yard full of people enjoying the cool ~ listening to them speak vernacular. Sometimes they talk about their past experiences ~ sometimes they talk about family chores ~ sometimes they talk about the latest news that happened nearby ~ sometimes they tell some vulgar jokes and so on. It's past ten o'clock ~ it's getting cold ~ everyone just walks home to sleep one after another.

My favorite season: three minutes of Putonghua model essay (4) Winter is the most interesting and warmest season among the four seasons.

My home is in Sichuan, and it is difficult to snow in winter in Sichuan, so children in Sichuan play less in winter. But in the coldest winter in Sichuan, it is very interesting to put a basin of water in an open dam at night and it will frost at night. In the morning, there was a thin layer of ice on the basin. I still remember when I was a child, I got up in winter without combing my hair and washing my face. I put on my clothes and went outside to see the water that was put in the yard last night. The water has frozen. Hold out your little hand and pick up a piece of ice to play with. No matter how cold it is, it is fun to put the ice in your hand and watch it change from your hand to water, and touch the extremely smooth ice with your hand. Sometimes I have to put ice on my face and turn around happily, leaving my grandmother to chase me and add clothes and gloves. I still play ice with relish, regardless. I didn't know how cold it was until it melted. I quickly hid in my grandmother's arms and got dressed. Alas, it's warm again.