The composition at night is great

Writing is the most familiar thing in study, work or life. Writing is the transition from the internal language to the external language, that is, from the compressed and concise language you can understand to the developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my excellent composition in the evening, which I carefully arranged. Welcome everyone to learn from and refer to. I hope it helps you.

Excellent composition at night 1 One summer night, the clear sky was full of stars. The vast sky is like a huge screen, and those little stars are embedded in the blue screen like gems. They blink from time to time, as if looking at the earth!

Summer nights are so charming! Its profundity and vicissitudes fascinate me. I always like to look at the charming starry sky.

On summer nights, the stars are so bright, the air is so fresh, and the breeze blows, which makes people feel much cooler.

In the park, trees stand upright on both sides of the park road, just like sentries. As long as you listen carefully, you will hear the rustling sound, which is a veritable serenade. In the grass, many insects are asleep, only the fruit is singing crisp songs with its loud voice, accompanying people to sleep. The tree also fell asleep and stopped dancing branches.

In the pond, the lotus, water lily and lotus leaf are all asleep, and only the small fish are blowing bubbles constantly, as if to wake them up, and there is good news for them; It's like a person blowing bubbles while diving. This performance is really interesting.

Even more beautiful is our compound. When night falls, all the lights in the yard will be lit. At this time, the words "defend the motherland and sacrifice for the country" on the guardrail board are particularly dazzling under the flashing lights.

When the last ray of light is erased by night, the sky becomes dark. The sun fell asleep and hid in the mountains to the west. The moon immediately climbed the hillside and started today's work. The door opened at night.

What an interesting night! Look! I saw the moon in a semicircle, as if afraid of being seen by the other side, like a broken white jade plate. The moon still has a twinkling star, so it should be the "bodyguard" of the moon, right? It also winked at me as if to say hello to me.

Looking ahead, I saw a buttonwood tree on the roadside, full of moonlight, like wearing a silver coat; Every "little slap" is stained with silver, swaying in the gentle breeze, as if welcoming me.

The camphor trees at night are also beautiful. I saw that under the red signboard, their makeup turned into a smooth "beauty", and in the moonlight, they were "painted" into silver, which is really half tree and half silver.

I came to the flower bed by the roadside. This is also very beautiful. I see the flower bed is already glowing. Did the store lights illuminate it? Or did the moonlight illuminate it? Who the hell is it? I can't tell them apart.

I walked to the artificial lake, where the scenery is more charming. On the sparkling lake, there are several boats swimming leisurely. The lights on the distant bridge are reflected in the lake, forming a colorful "Youlong" in the water. The lake is fluctuating and the Youlong is swimming. It's really interesting.

Ah! Summer nights are really interesting!

Mid-Autumn Festival is a traditional festival in China. It has a long history and culture, and it is a reunion festival. Today we had a different Mid-Autumn Festival-camping in Yang Yan.

The stars in the sky blinked as if to say; "Let's go! It is fun there! " We talked and laughed all the way around the mountain, and finally we got halfway up the mountain, and an iron gate blocked our way. Maybe there are too many people on the mountain. The security guards stopped a lot of cars in desperation, which made us very anxious. At this moment, a black car drove down and the iron gate opened. Aunt quickly got off the bus, let the black car stop for a while, and let our car drive first. After some tossing, we finally hit the road again. Gradually, we were shrouded in fog, and the milky fog gave people a feeling of fairyland. I can't help but sigh, how beautiful!

Finally, we came to the top of the mountain. We built three tents together. It suddenly occurred to me that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I looked up quietly, looking for the moon. The moon was obscured by dark clouds. It is so quiet, beautiful and round, and her bright light brings light to the dark night sky. Clouds hung over the mountain, and there was such silence in the darkness. Mid-Autumn Festival should be a family reunion festival, but today we have a different Mid-Autumn Festival in the fog. It's really interesting. We watched the moon and spent a Mid-Autumn Festival with Dashan.

I like today's Mid-Autumn Festival, but I also hope to be reunited with my family next year.

One summer night, the clear sky was full of stars.

Look, those countless shining stars are like a string of precious and beautiful pearls. In the deep blue sky, every star is like a little firefly.

Stars like to get together like people. The Big Dipper, made up of seven twinkling bright stars, is like a spoon, which Orion can use to hold water in the galaxy. According to legend, Altair and Vega can meet at Magpie Bridge on July 7th every year. Look carefully, the flying horse composed of thirteen stars is like a white horse, with handsome hooves flying high in the Milky Way.

Legend has it that there are no stars in the sky. It was the moon's daughter who turned herself into a star, illuminating the way for her friends as they marched towards the island of happiness.

How I wish I were a bright star! I can jump freely and happily at night, play by the Milky Way and light the way for mankind.

Ah! How beautiful the starry sky is! Every star is so bright!

Excellent composition at night 5 Summer night, looking up, the dark blue sky is very charming, and stars are shining in the air. There are more and more of them, as if dancing on the blue carpet, blinking and talking to me. The wind blows the poplars on the roadside, making a rhythmic clicking sound; Cricket also hid in the cracks in the wall and cried. These sounds interweave into a natural and beautiful music, as if stepping into a beautiful fairy tale world.

Fireflies gather on the green grass as if in a meeting. When the firefly heard someone crying, it flew over to see who it was. It turned out to be a beautiful little girl crying in the Woods. The firefly asked her, "Why are you crying, little girl?" The little girl said, "I am playing in the forest. It's getting dark I want to go home, but I can't find the way home. " "Don't be afraid, we'll find a way to take you home," said the firefly.

So the firefly found the owl and asked him to help the little girl lead the way The owl said, "OK, I'm glad to help her." Fireflies use their own light to help the little girl light the way home. They were walking on the path, and the little girl said, "Thank you. Let me thank you from song for you. " The little girl's beautiful singing moved fireflies to drink owls. They think it is a great pleasure to help the little girl.

Soon, the little girl found a home. She is very grateful to fireflies and owls. She thinks owls and fireflies are very kind, and she will repay them and love them.

Tonight is the fourth day of the first month. My mother said, "Let's go outside and see the bright lights at night." So my mother drove us to see the night in Puyang.

Starting from Guangming Street, on No.2 Road, we can see that the small trees in the middle of the road are covered with colorful light bulbs, shining like strings of colorful pearls. It's really beautiful.

When we arrive at the central square, the people here are really endless, just like rushing to a temple fair. This is the most prosperous place in Puyang. There are not only hydrogen balloons, Kongming lanterns, ... but also the theater square that grandparents like, the fountain that parents like, the firecrackers that my brother likes, and all kinds of fireworks that light firecrackers ... which are even more beautiful in this grand festival. There are four Chinese characters posted at the door to welcome the Spring Festival. From the door to the fountain, there are two rows of pillars. They are all red, which really celebrates the New Year. Looking up, the trees are covered with fluorescent lights, which are shaped like meteors. It seems that I'd better make a wish and have a good sign next year.

The night in Puyang is really beautiful!

Seven nights' wings climbed up the sleepless window. It was a quiet night. The moon disappeared in the deep clouds, and so did the stars. I only saw the lights outside the window, and I heard the chirping of insects and the rustling of pens. I was doing the indispensable homework on the desk, and the strokes rustled on the paper, turning pages ... The refill was used up, the homework was finished, and I looked up at the clock. Sitting alone on the table, quietly savoring the taste of growth.

Growth may be a cup of bitter coffee. Behind the growth, the death of childhood is an irresistible pain, because silence, because loneliness, unpredictable. In my world, there are no comics. No hide-and-seek, no cherry balls, no bright afternoon sunshine, no leisure to fly kites. Those games, those childish dreams, have become butterflies, flying in the wind, flying higher and higher, I can't catch them. Kapok blooms season after season, and my life is full of mathematics, Chinese and English. The carefree life before is gone, just like coffee, it is bitter and dignified.

Growth may be a mint. When the mint pond is put in your mouth, it is very cool. In addition to coolness, there is a trace of bitterness. If you savor it carefully, you will feel cool and delicious, just like growing up, crying and hurting. It is happiness, happiness and beauty.

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This quiet night, I quietly taste the taste of growing up.

Summer is coming, and with the arrival of summer, I know it will be accompanied by hot weather. In this season, I especially like its night, because only at night can there be a rare coolness.

After dinner, my mother and I went for a walk by the lake in Bay Park, and the gentle breeze blew the branches on the shore. Willow branches rippled in the wind, and the lotus leaves in the lake set each other off. The naughty little frog jumped up and down on the lotus leaf, as if playing hide and seek. Lotus stood gracefully on the lake, and a breeze blew, and the lotus danced with it. It was really beautiful. Cicada, which has been shouting "Summer is coming, summer is coming" during the day, is quiet now. The frogs started their concert again. They cried and sang happily. The small fish in the pond swim freely. In the park, the old men here are beating Tai Ji Chuan neatly, and the old women there are dancing with colorful fans, doing music exercises and having fun.

As night falls, the moon has slowly climbed up the branches, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth. I looked up and now there are stars everywhere. I'm looking for the Big Dipper, Altair and Vega. ...

This is a summer night, a quiet and noisy night, a night that can bring me infinite reverie.

16 On the evening of September, Xixi and I went to the right bank park to play. At that time, the sun was setting and the moon was in the sky.

Xixi and I looked at the moon and the sky and saw that the moon was curved like a banana. We really want to fly to the sky and sit on the moon to see the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, dark clouds in the sky covered the moon. Then, a burst of thunder came, and at first light, the thunder exploded like an oversized hot air balloon.

Cece and I panicked and made a mistake. We stood in front of the tree. Fortunately, my mother reminded me early, otherwise I would have been struck by lightning. Hearing this, we ran to our mother. When I arrived, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky. I brought my bike that day, and I pushed the parked bike to the side of the music store. It's raining harder and harder, and all the people are crowded in the corridor, but they are all people playing in the square, dancing and roller skating. Everyone looked at the downpour and talked about it:

"When will the rain stop?"

"We're going home."

"What to do, what to do."

"……"

After a while, the downpour turned into a light rain. I was so happy that I ran home and walked home one by one. Although I have a bike, I run as fast as an arrow. We got home safely.

That day, I was particularly impressed and deeply imprinted in my mind.

On Sunday night, my father took me to see the moon in Baishi Park. At night, Baishi Park is beautifully decorated with colorful and varied lights, and more and more people come to enjoy the moon. I don't know whether Miss Moon is busy making up or whether the curtain raiser is still sleeping. The sky is still dark, there is nothing, and everyone feels anxious.

Suddenly, I found an uncle flying a kite, but the kite is very special. Butterfly-shaped kites are covered with pearls, and the slender and sturdy kite lines are evenly covered with sparkling lights. Let's ask the little colored lights on the kite to send a message to Moon Girl: It's time to perform, come out quickly! The clever autumn wind sister knew it and immediately blew away the dark clouds in the sky. The curtain of the sky stage finally opened, and the shy moon girl slowly stepped onto the stage. ...

"Look, the moon is out!" In the cheers of people, I saw a moon as white as jade, and there were many stars shining in the sky. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the grass, and the bugs kept cheering and playing wonderful music. It's late at night, and the moon watchers are slowly leaving. We are reluctant to go home and rest. I think we are really lucky today, and today's night is really beautiful!

Excellent composition in the evening 1 1 The sun went down and the neon lights in the square lit up. After dinner, people came to the square one after another.

The square is very lively. Men, women and children are doing their own sports. It is not difficult to see that people's awareness of health and love for life show the ease of life.

Beautiful music attracted me and my good friends to the center of the square. The center of the square is a small world of people. Some are playing Tai Ji Chuan, some are dancing knives, some are dancing ballroom dancing, and we can't help dancing gently to the beat of the music. Tired of dancing, we sat down to have a rest.

Under the sculpture of century sails, this is a paradise for children. Skateboarding, roller skating, cycling ... even the babies join in the fun, sitting in the car, and adults shake their fans to fight mosquitoes from time to time.

Look, the lawn looks more charming. Under the dim light, there was a faint white mist floating above the lawn, as if Miss Xia had covered the lawn with a thin layer of white gauze. The water in the fountain also dances with the music, which looks like a rugged water column from a distance.

It was late at night, and the music gradually stopped. People who exercised all night left in twos and threes. Tired, we should go home, too. The beautiful square is calm again.

On a quiet night, I sat at my desk and looked at the night sky outside the window. The stars in the dark blue sky twinkle like diamonds, which reminds me of my long-cherished wish to be a scientist.

His arrival brought me hope and let me see the dawn. Those hopes that I was on the verge of drying up began to swell and sprout like soybeans soaked in water.

It is this little distant light, like the sun in her heart, that illuminates her world and warms her whole body. She lives by this light and heat!

He thought about it, like a gambler who lost everything and wanted to get his blood back, and the flame of hope rose in his heart.

After a period of despair, new hope slowly sprouted under the irrigation of tears.

No matter how desperate the life is, great events can arouse his vague hope and get rid of despair.

A beautiful prospect is already in sight, which is as exciting as the bright morning glow.

I sat in front of the TV early, waiting, waiting, and finally, the World Cup I was waiting for began.

My letter has been posted for several days, and I am eagerly waiting for his reply.

Wave your hand, wipe your sweat, look at the saplings planted by yourself, and pray silently in your heart to make your saplings grow up quickly and be useful quickly.

Excellent composition in the evening 13 During the Spring Festival, the most enjoyable thing for me is to set off fireworks. The weather in grade one is very cool. My family moved out several boxes of fireworks, my father was responsible for setting off fireworks, and I was responsible for sitting by and watching. This time is my happiest time.

Dad lit the fuse of the fireworks with a lighter and hurried to the corner. You blew the fireworks into the sky in an instant. At this time, there was a deafening explosion in my ear. I stared at the fireworks in the sky and produced beautiful flowers. I dived up and down for a while, leaving a beautiful arc in the sky. I couldn't help but pick up the camera and take these photos.

For me, the most unique and unforgettable thing is this kind of fireworks-like a clever red snake, like a glittering silver rope, flying into the sky with a whoosh, singing twice at the sky, flying away happily in the distance, leaving only a silent sky.

Next, the "CIC" fireworks also appeared. Mom lit them. Look, they are like fountains, and sparks are pouring out of the box.

Finally, not to be outdone, the "Little Head" fireworks stick came out! This time, I personally lit the fuse and watched it burn slowly. I waved my fireworks stick again, tracing the outline of distant houses, drawing love and writing "Happy New Year" and "Happy Year of the Dog" ...

The bright colors of fireworks. It is like an open flower, a colorful fountain. It symbolizes the infinite happiness brought by the Spring Festival and fireworks.

I looked up at the beautiful moon one night. The moon is like a golden fruit bowl. The moon shines golden light on me, which makes me very lonely, because it reminds me of my dead grandfather. He was very kind to me, but he has been forgotten by me. I like him very much. I am grateful that he can control me when I go. This is my birthday. I saw the Big Dipper in the black sky. The big dipper blinks like a small eye. Beidou wants to make me very uneasy, because Beidou can show its eyes, but its eyes can't be separated from me. I looked at the moon and married a good wish, which I really wanted to realize, that is, I could take off this pink glasses and show my eyes.

I seem to see my dead grandfather on the moon like a fruit bowl, as if it were a beautiful memory of the moon. I looked at the Big Dipper again. The Big Dipper let me know what is beautiful and what is ugly. Of course, I seem to hear someone talking to me. I think it's a bit like an illusion. It turned out to be Sister Yue, who kept silent, but made me look up. Oh, I know this may be the best night.

Strange things will happen to me at night today. What will the beautiful night be like tomorrow? I will be better tomorrow.

Excellent composition at night 15 There is a boat-like moon floating in the blue sky, surrounded by several distant stars.

"Xiaoxiao, how beautiful it is tonight!" With tears in her eyes, my mother gently kissed my head and said, "I'm afraid I can't watch it with you in the future." You have to listen to my father. "

I was so surprised that my head fell. The man looked at his mother for a while and said, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I'll turn around in a minute." My mother put her hand on my shoulder and said, "You should learn to take care of yourself. My father has no job here, and my mother will go back to her hometown to buy clothes. "

My tears swished down: "Mom … will you stop looking back!" " "

"Dare! I don't look back, what about your life? " Mom said faithfully.

I advised my mother not to look back again and again, but she still refused. I told my mom for me, for our family!

However, I can't control my feelings. I just buried my head in my mother's arms and cried and said, "Mom! ..... go back early, ah. "

Mother turned around, her hand seemed to brush her hair, and climbed on the long-distance bus home. With the roar of the motor, the car drifted away and disappeared. ...

In the sky, the moon like a boat is still floating, and a few stars are still around.