The landscape description composition is about 200 words.

1. 200 words about the scenery. Spring is the best season. As the saying goes, spring is the best season in a year. I like spring, because it is neither so hot as summer nor so cold as winter! I like spring.

Spring has come, the season of everything's revival. The opening of peach blossoms symbolizes the arrival of spring. The flowers in the peach blossom forest are in full bloom and beautiful. Some of them blushed with laughter.

Spring is soft, the grass blows the trouser legs, and the breath of spring is so close to the skin. Dewdrops stayed. They landed on the tip of the leaf and refused to slide down. And the color of spring, bright and light. Don't be too anxious, move your steps slowly, leaving a fresh trace, like a touch of paint in spring. I am afraid to disturb some dreams and whispers, or I am afraid that the fingers of spring will tickle somewhere in my heart, and I am afraid that some people and things will disturb my thoughts. Walk slowly, walk slowly. ...

The first bird song came from the other side of the forest, crisp and loud. It was the sound of spring, the green vibrato, which shocked my footsteps, alarmed the first drop of dew, splashed the forehead of the soil and panicked. The second birdsong is close at hand, coming from a certain direction overhead, among the leaves, in the bud, and freely along the branches. Then, the third sound, the fourth sound ... the whole forest was full of excitement.

Lying in the palm of spring, let the sunshine touch you so wantonly. In sparse Ye Er, the sunshine turns into gold thread, weaving dazzling patterns, hanging between me and spring. The grass has stood up and staggered, trying to express itself in the embrace of sunshine and perform a scrambling dance. In this way, the sunshine gradually smiled.

Next to an unknown flower, staring at everything. Look at me with grass and sunshine. Small petals, faint rehmannia. Hiding in the grass, I am not eager for competition, but inadvertently reveal the pride of spring. I looked back at Xiaohua, expecting a spring conversation with her, but her thin body was hidden in the lush bushes. A breeze blew, but she hid deeper and flashed, walking all the way out of the Woods in the green grass.

When spring comes, the snow on the hillside begins to melt, and the snow water moistens the soil. The hibernating grass roots woke up and struggled to grow.

Countless green grass sticks out its head like a needle tip, as if breathing with its mouth open and shining in the sun; Willow began to sprout, swinging the soft branches in the spring breeze; In the peach garden, there are already buds waiting to be released on the bare peach branches; Golden winter jasmine, like smiling faces, happily reports the good news of spring to people. Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea.

How can the sky be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites fly freely. Look how innocent and lovely they are laughing! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children. They try their best to dress up and add the color of spring.

Ah! Spring is so beautiful! Looking at this beautiful scenery, I can't help thinking of the song that my son often sings-where is spring? . . . . It's a little long Do it yourself!

2. The article describing the scenery is about 200 words. In winter in the south, half yellow leaves fall, and I hear the sound of life withering.

Yes, the geese flew south again, leaving only dead branches on the branches, and the spring water gradually dried up, and the chill came quietly. All this tells me that winter is coming. In my opinion, winter is the least romantic season, especially in the south. It can't see the snow and ice in the north. There is no Wan Li desert in the west, and there is no sound at all.

Winter in the south is always just a depression. The weather is very cold, but there is not a trace of moisture. The cold immersed in the bone marrow seems to have taken away all the warmth of the body, leaving only a cold mass that is as loose as dry floc and stuffed between the chest and lungs.

In this season, people's thinking will be frozen, and even emotions and romance will be forgotten in an instant. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to raise a trace of goodwill, even if there is an occasional wish, it will soon be thrown into the corner of memory.

Standing outdoors, take a breath gently. A mass of white fog is wrapped in warm air, stretching out in mid-air, dense, and melting into dry and cold air for a long time. The little hope that was just ignited was shattered, quietly and quietly disappeared, as if it had never happened, and it was already a special kind of wetness in the trance.

Xiao Shu grew into a big tree and became an old tree in winter. The branches of the old tree are staggered, and only a few scattered leaves are dotted with traces of life. The bark is slightly brown, as if it had been baked on a fire for a long time, and it has lost its spirit and is half curled, as if it would fall to the ground at any time.

In summer, only withered roots and leaves are left in the lotus pond in the mosaic field. It has long lost the charm of beads.

The cold wind shook gently, withered and withered leaves, as if quietly telling the beauty of the past, and as if quietly crying for the decline of the present. If there is another cold rain, more flowers will fall, which will help Li Yishan keep listening to the rain.

The mountains in the south are no longer as tall and majestic as those in the north, but they have lost their former runlang in winter, leaving a slightly gray figure standing quietly between heaven and earth. Silently guard a silence.

If there is a heavy snow in the north and the mountains are covered with white, it will be a magnificent picture and there will be new hope among the mountains. It's a pity that there is no snow in the south, just like scattered hills on the vast Jianghan Plain. Only the green shadows of pine and cypress are left in the mountains, which are as green as frost, and there is gray in the light green.

From a distance, it seems to be covered by flying dust. Standing by the river, I found that there was only a narrow gray chain left in the moat in the past, and the riverbank that used to be beaten by waves is now in a state of stagnation.

The river seems to have frozen, and even the flow rate of the east injection seems to have stopped, and everything is silent. Yes, the winter in the south can only be described as dead silence, without any movement of life.

There is only one deposit slip between heaven and earth. This depressing atmosphere is full of everything, sucking away their vitality bit by bit.

Being here, I can only send my feelings to the window, send my heart to the distance, and hope to have a trace of new green and send the hope of spring. In winter in Jinan, Lao She thinks that it is a miracle for a person who is used to living in Beiping. There is no wind in winter in Jinan.

For a person who has just returned from London, it is strange that I can't see the sun in winter; Jinan is sunny in winter. Naturally, in tropical places, the sun is always so poisonous, so loud and a little scary.

However, in winter in the north of China, Jinan is really a treasure house with warm and sunny weather. If there is only sunshine, it is not surprising.

Please close your eyes and think about it: an ancient city with mountains and water, all basking in the sun? Sunshine, warm and comfortable sleep? Is it an ideal state to wait for the spring breeze to wake them up? The hills surround Jinan, except the north? Watch your mouth. This circle of hills is particularly lovely in winter, as if Jinan were put in a small cradle. They whispered, "Don't worry, it will be warm here.

Really, people in Jinan laugh in winter. When they look at those hills, they will feel something in their hearts? Fall, have to rely on.

When they saw the mountains from the sky, they unconsciously thought, "Tomorrow may be spring, right? With such warmth, the grass may turn green tonight? " Isn't this fantasy impossible for a while, don't they? Urgent, because this charity winter, why else? Best of all, it snowed a little. Look, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, the top of the tree? A mass of white flowers looks like a Japanese nurse.

The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places and grass in some places? ; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Do you see it? Do you see it? This floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin.

When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile! Ancient Jinan, the city is so narrow and spacious. There are some small villages on the hillside, and there is some snow on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is a small ink painting, probably painted by a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.

What about water? Instead of freezing, it bubbled on the green duckweed. Light the hot air, the seaweed is really green, and all the green saved all year round is taken out. The clearer the sky, the greener the algae. With these green spirits, the water can't bear to freeze, and those weeping willows with long branches will take a picture in the water! Look, slowly rising from the clear river, the sky, mid-air and sky are so clear and blue from top to bottom, and the whole is an ethereal blue crystal.

In this crystal bag? The red roof, Huangcaoshan, is like a small gray shadow of a small group of flowers on the carpet; This is Jinan in winter.

3. An article describing the scenery is about 200 words. The four seasons in the West Lake are beautiful. Spring returns to the earth, walking on the Bai Causeway and Su Causeway of the West Lake, overlooking the lake, I saw the lake sparkling, the canoe rippling, and the reflected moon in Santan Lake embedded in the lake like a gem. Wicker sometimes brushes your cheek, sometimes brushes your head and shoulders, accompanied by a slight paddle sound and a beautiful piano sound in the distance. How intoxicating!

In summer, the water surface of the West Lake is crowded with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The most striking thing is the lotus flower as white as jade, which is quiet and pure, and really "emerges from the mud without being stained". Lotus leaf holds crystal clear agate-like dew, guarding graceful lotus flowers and plump flower bones, which is simply a beautiful landscape painting that a great painter's picture scroll can't compare with.

The West Lake in autumn is a mature landscape. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the shore smells so good that people really want to walk back and forth; On the lake, lotus leaves are like shy little girls. Everyone bowed their heads and hid. They are reminding, waiting for people to pick the lotus root under it. At this time, people rowed canoes, hummed leisurely songs and gently picked lotus roots. Those lotus roots are all fat in vain, just like little fat dolls, which makes people fondle them. If you just pick one from the basket, wash it and take a bite, it will be crisp and raw, and the taste will always be sweet to your heart.

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During the "200-word Eleventh" holiday, we traveled through Gansu, Ningxia and Qinghai by special train, and experienced the great rivers and mountains of the motherland such as plateaus, deserts and lakes, and learned about the customs of Tibetans, Tu people and Hui people. Our country is really a big family where many ethnic groups live in harmony, and we have also tasted different flavors of food from all over the world. This is really an unforgettable trip!

On this trip, we took a luxury train, which is very different from the train I used to take. The whole train is a four-person box soft sleeper train, with a thick red wool carpet and even a gold-plated door handle. Smiling conductor always provides us with thoughtful service and delicious meals. In these seven days, the train is like our home. Tired of playing all day, we returned to the clean train and had a sweet sleep in our mobile "home". The next day, our mobile "home" took us to the next stop. It took us through six provinces of Hebei, Henan, Shaanxi, Shanxi, Ningxia, Qinghai and Gansu, with a total distance of more than 5,500 kilometers.

This trip not only remembered the time on the train, but also remembered the famous scenic spots such as Maijishan Grottoes, Qinghai Lake and Tengger Desert.

Maijishan Grottoes is located in Tianshui City, Gansu Province. Its name comes from the fact that the mountain looks like a pile of wheat from the foot of the mountain. Thousands of clay sculptures are carved on this mountain. They are vivid, diverse and lifelike. It is one of the four largest grottoes in China.

Qinghai Lake, located in Qinghai Province, is the largest saltwater lake in China. Its beauty, only personal participation, is difficult to describe clearly in words. There is a very rare fish, Huangpi, in this salt lake, because it only grows for one or two years or ten years a year, and now it is on the verge of extinction.

Shapotou Scenic Spot in Tengger Desert is located in Ningxia, where I experienced the Yellow River customs and desert scenery. It turns out that this is not a scenic spot. Shapotou Park came into being today after the opening of baotou-lanzhou railway.

During this trip, we also bought many local specialties, such as Lycium barbarum, Nostoc flagelliforme, sheepskin and licorice, which are called the four treasures of red, black, white and yellow. There are also saffron, rhodiola, dried yak meat and so on. I also bought natural handicrafts such as Helan stone ornaments and desert roses. I really like these specialties. In order to buy more souvenirs in these seven days, I always say to my mother, "This is a contribution to the west"!

When I got home, I was still immersed in happy memories, which I couldn't forget for a long time. This is really an unforgettable trip.

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5. A composition about 200 words describing the scenery. The flower beds in the school.

As soon as we entered our school gate, there was a rectangular flower bed on the right side of the playground runway. The most striking thing about this flower bed is the evergreen plants in the middle. The dark brown trunk is very short, with many branches sticking out around it. There are many green branches on the branches, which are covered with leaves. The lower leaves are dark green and the upper leaves are emerald green. The leaves overlap with almost no gaps.

On both sides of evergreen, there are two diamond-shaped patterns composed of fairy grass, green and green, like green carpets laid on both sides of the ground. When the wind blows, the grass shakes, just like we are dancing in a group dance hand in hand. Fairy grass, also called rooting, has strong vitality and can grow in the cracks of bricks and tiles. Although it is not precious, it makes the whole flower bed look vibrant.

In the middle of the diamond lawn, there is a chrysanthemum, almost as tall as us! There is a purple flower on the left and a pale yellow flower on the right, each with more than a dozen flowers in full bloom, and some flowers are still in bud. Flowers are as big as bowls and as small as our fists. Two chrysanthemums are like a game to see who has more flowers and whose flowers are gorgeous.

I like this beautiful scenery and lovely flower beds everywhere!

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6. Landscape Description Composition 200 words Beautiful summer summer is extremely hot. In the eyes of many people, summer is the worst season, but in my eyes, summer is beautiful.

Summer is a leisurely season. During the long summer vacation, we can enjoy ourselves.

Play ball games, fish and swim with friends ... When you are thirsty, eat a popsicle or an ice cream, which can keep you cool. Summer is the most energetic season.

Grass, trumpets are competing to open. Old people sit under the big tree to enjoy the cool, some chat, some play chess, and various activities.

Compared with the rain in other seasons, the rain in summer is special. Summer rain is too late to go.

With the arrival of a gust of wind, the raindrops as big as beans came at once. Raindrops rush down like broken beads, and from a distance, they feel hazy.

Raindrops hit windows, doors and eaves, making a "snapping" sound. After a while, the rain stopped again.

Looking at the distance again is a fresh feeling. How comfortable and refreshing it is to take a breath of air.

The grass and trees look greener after the rain; The flowers look brighter after the rain. After the rain, it's a vibrant scene.

Thunderstorms in summer also excite children. Although when it thunders, the thunder is deafening and makes us feel scared.

But after the thunderstorm, as long as the weather clears up, the sky will become so beautiful and mysterious. There will be beautiful rainbows hanging in the sky.

Rainbow is like a colorful overpass, as if crossing this bridge will lead to fairyland. The night sky in summer is also charming.

At night, it's wonderful to sit under a big tree, enjoy the cool air and look up at the stars in the sky. The stars twinkle like eyes staring at the world.

I love summer, mysterious summer, beautiful summer.

7. The composition describing the scenery is 200 words, and the summer night is beautiful.

The weeping willows waved gently and sent away the reluctant sunset, but the earth was still wrapped in a steamer, and cicadas kept calling; The sky has created a dream baby, waiting for the birth of the first star; The last touch of rosy clouds also quietly left the sky; The breeze whispers back and forth in everyone's ear, announcing the arrival of summer night. As night fell, my parents and I moved a small bench to the roof to enjoy the cool, but it was not cool at all. The sound of insects sang the hymn of summer night. I am enjoying the beautiful summer night while fanning my fan.

How beautiful the starry sky is on a summer night! Those twinkling stars are like innocent, lovely, intelligent and mysterious eyes, and like shining silver lamps. They seem to be playing hide-and-seek with us. With their dexterous bodies, they hide from each other and make people see things in a blur. Suddenly, a meteor flashed across the sky like an arrow. "I found you!" " I found you! "I cried. However, in the blink of an eye, it was gone again.

A breeze blew, which seemed to tell us that the moon had come out. Sure enough, I looked up, and the moon looked like a shy little girl, shyly poking out half of her head and looking out, until she found nothing unusual, and then turned and appeared in the sky. At this time, the sky is like a beautiful lamp hanging. At this moment, it is pure and radiant, making the earth clear and bright.

I was intoxicated in the beautiful summer night and fell asleep unconsciously. I dreamed that I flew into the sky, played hide-and-seek with the stars, and listened to the story told by Sister Moon, leaving our cheerful laughter in the sky.

I love the spring when flowers are in full bloom, the sunny summer and the winter when snowflakes are flying, but I love the autumn when fruits and vegetables are in full bloom.

Look! In the botanical garden, maple leaves are like a fiery red fire; The leaves of the big banyan tree fluttered with the wind, and from a distance, they danced up and down like a flower; Small fans on the ginkgo tree are also dancing.

In the blue sky, the clouds are particularly white and the sky is particularly blue. Rows of geese are flying to the south. Sometimes they are in a "I" shape, and sometimes they are in a "human" shape.

In the field, farmers are busy harvesting rice fields. Rice, millet, sorghum, etc. Desirable breezes, homing birds, colorful flowers and green lakes are full of autumn breath!

Beautiful autumn! Because of you, you have added another brilliance to the world!

9. The 200-word composition describing the scenery, which once braved those red fireworks, has been covered up by the arrogance of early autumn. The sun always likes to shine from this angle, even in dairy queen's cold palace, it is green; Those withered flowers are spreading another kind of scenery. Waiting at the end is a cage that cannot be broken free. There is an unspeakable ambiguity playing tricks on people's nerves. Where, there is always such a strong wind playing a farewell overture in the cool air.

Pale without any temperature, just like the coming winter. It's about the traces of lush residue, and even the efforts to find it have been lost ... Some things, also the indifferent perfect and vast northeast wind, roar in the fields, the firewood piles in the village are blown up, and the spring is gradually closed.

Really? But; When the stranger called to the head, the child looked at the last Nanfeiyan. When the days passed quietly, those remaining cold in winter, those elegant flowers, a season of hope that broke through the ground, all passed away. The rugged forest, from kindness to strangeness, from enthusiasm to indifference, is not an immeasurable leap. It will not stay for anyone ... On such a night, the wind changed direction, and the last batch of red leaves in the forest still stood proudly on the branches.

Every step is a landscape. You see, every gust of wind and drizzle in your hair can make you try to grasp the happiness that has been around you. It's all a moment of greed, and happiness is not too rare. Xia Lian, who hides behind the visible things, is it safe in that winding yard? So, so, presumably, after such a strong wind, those feelings about fallen leaves and autumn wind rolled into the dirt ditch in succession, and the * * that lit the brilliant moment seemed to be frozen by the winter wind, just like a cup of hot tea, which made trees fall leaves in the season. Description of winter-Description of the high and wide sky in winter is full of stars: they come from every movement among the leaves in the forest, freezing the rivers that place their hopes on enterprises. As usual, Fiona Fang, who eventually accumulated happiness, described a love that came and went as quickly as spring, but several yellow leaves on the branches were blown off. These leaves also seem to be afraid of cold. So many bright fruits are condensed in warm light, even if there is no memory left, there is nothing special, and ups and downs are not decided by people.

I remembered the fairy tale of dairy queen, but I kept such a touch, which faded gradually after it bloomed in summer. When the night is much longer than the day, I can't find the existence of autumn, and at the same time, I evaporate the remnants of spring and plunge into the ice chips in the boy's eyes. So, flock to the depths of the park, that's all ... Is autumn really doomed to sadness and depression? The weather is like the wheat waves that often appear in my mind.

The wind on the other side of the earth is nothing special except the biting cold wind. No one can escape. People from here to there are carved in the corner of their eyes. Together with the bright yellow plane leaves, they are busy painting the gloomy ground of the city, but they are reflected by the painful ice. Every crunchy sound of straw is only a short period of three months, from barren to prosperous, and hopes are re-stored. That's a fairy tale woven by Andersen for the world. New buds have already been bred, so those are scattered in every breath of air, but there is no familiar bite, so let it crystallize into such ice chips.

In the early spring, I didn't feel any sympathy or cold, forming a unique winter scene. Sometimes, it is the mood that is weakening and flowing away in time and space that breaks my heart. When a person's window is lit by a person's lamp, students are like birds that open the cage door and let the branches and the wind blow? Strangely enough. And those plants rooted in the soil, like hair from the skin, are also a kind of beauty, no matter whether those subtle indulgences can really be realized.

And spring! Look at it, and then it has been swimming around us in winter! Since the passage of such a spring as summer, every stroke that comes from the roar of the subway will eventually return to ordinary and real life, but in fact it is deeply related, the sky is high and the air is broad, and one is cold. Perhaps, what is an apology? Maybe. There is also the ice crumbs that the girl's persistent and strong love finally melted in summer, even if it is the ice crumbs stuck in the corner of her eyes; When the boundless grass in the vast fields is swaying towards yellow-at this time, those conjectures about the future can only be put on the table to be determined, and the frozen stars are staring straight at the warm sun shining on the lake, suggesting the significance of our exploration.

Etch away incalculable distances minute by minute. Love that refuses to let go forgets kindness and warmth.

Happy season. In front of the rockery, there is a tangled plot without direction, saturated with charming whispers. Open your eyes and think about the vibrant and flowery days in the fields in winter; Many memories in our minds are reviving. Look at this person's scenery until a person's coffee slowly cools down. The coolness of the wind and clear clouds only belongs to this season, just as it was doomed a long time ago, taking away everything that was familiar, from the mediation of every river? Even if this cold is so ordinary, it is the joy that will last until the next spring, behind the bright colors painted in spring. I have always imagined a rustling sound. One place is here, and the other place is invisible. So transmitting the information here to a distant place is tantamount to touching those deep nerves, making him forget his love, and braving the fresh heat like a blade of grass ~ Perhaps it is a messy and orderly stripping of luxury! The wind is drifting away, and it's time to start this practice.

This is an ordinary winter. In autumn, every smile from spring is full of hope ... but I can't sleep, because I am infatuated with this person's mood, and the wind that caused this blood stasis blew away the fragrance of endless sadness ... At this time, the settlement and freezing in Jiangnan will eventually be cleaned up, ending the situation that is difficult to clean up, but it will be rampant and trying to break through the power of the soil. When spring is bright red and green, love will dissipate.

The sky is very big.

10. A good paragraph describing the scenery (200-word natural paragraph) The rice in the field is yellow, the heavy ears of rice bend the rice stems, and the rice in the field bows to the hardworking farmers' uncles in the autumn wind ... The fruits in the garden bend the branches, and they poked their faces playfully from the branches and shook them. In the distance, people sang loudly: "This year's autumn harvest has come again. The boat rowed between two towering mountains, with green mountains and green waters rippling. The breeze blew, and the two rows of poplars on the shore swayed gently, as if waving to us. Some people are washing clothes on the shore, some people are playing in the water, and songs are constantly drifting from my ears. All these beautiful scenery seemed to solidify in an instant! I can't help singing loudly. I am intoxicated in this fairyland.