Senior one's composition about scenery.

No matter in school or in society, many people have had the experience of writing compositions and are familiar with them. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and non-limited composition. What is the composition you have seen? The following is my landscape writing composition of 10 senior one for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Senior one landscape writing composition 1 Gregorian calendar, 165438+ early October. The early winter season has not yet arrived, and the season is still late autumn. Standing in the field, looking around, although slightly yellow, it is still green on the whole. It seems that the endless green gauze curtain disappeared yesterday, but the fresh and tender wheat seedlings suddenly covered the fields from the ground. Tanobe's grass and roadside trees are still covered with green clothes. From the earth's dress, where is the shadow of winter?

However, snow, the first snow in the winter of 20xx, came unexpectedly at this time.

65438+1It doesn't seem to snow at all on October 30th. It just rained a lot in the afternoon and evening, and the temperature dropped slightly. But it cleared up on 3 1, which was excellent. The warm sun hanging in the spotless blue sky seems to indicate a few days of good weather. However, the changes in nature are endless and often exceed people's imagination and expectation.

1 65438+1October1The sky was overcast in the morning, but no one expected that the temperature would drop suddenly and it would snow. So, when I went out in the morning, I still wore a light coat. But the situation that followed became more and more worrying. The temperature dropped rapidly and the body began to tremble. I hurried home to add warm clothes. In the afternoon, the clouds in the sky became thicker and it began to rain as thin as silk. I can't see the rain dripping on the ground, but I feel a little cold on my face. I thought of the continuous autumn rain, and I thought of getting colder and colder. Although I added clothes, I couldn't resist the cold, so I had to borrow a down jacket to wear. Although the body no longer feels cold, the weather is getting worse and worse and the temperature continues to drop.

Thin, delicate light rain, I do not know when it turned into ice slag the size of a grain of rice, hitting me with a little noise. Looking into the distance, the line of sight has become blurred, and it seems to be covered with a layer of mist or white smoke, so it is difficult to see clearly. What fell from the sky at this time, where it was still raining, was obviously snow.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. At first, the grain of rice has turned into goose feather and snow, and snowflakes are flying in the air, just like white butterflies chasing the last green in late autumn and falling on the treetops, white and green, crystal clear; Everything that falls on the roof is covered with a layer of white, which is blown up and down by the wind; What fell on the ground melted instantly and the ground was wet. After a long time, a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground, and it creaked when stepping on it.

The first snow in the winter of 20xx, no matter what season it is, and no matter how people's psychological endurance, came suddenly and without doubt. Suddenly, I seem to understand, although I always feel young, but the wrinkles on the edge of the eyebrows are not inadvertently climbing up along the eyebrows?

165438+1October 2, the wind stopped snowing and the sun rose. The sky after the snow is spotless, blue as sky blue, deep and high, and the warm sunshine shines on the residual snow and melts quickly. It's obviously late autumn, where is there any winter scene?

How happy I am to see the children now! She had a good time eating and drinking with them, and everything was great. Now children's childhood is spent in parks, animation theaters, animal and botanical gardens and playgrounds. And my childhood at that time was spent in the western hills and countryside of my hometown.

Speaking of the fame of Xishan, there are not many allusions, mainly because our village is surrounded by mountains, called Dongshan in the east, Nanshan in the south and Beishan in the north, so the west is only called Xishan! Xishan is not as tall and straight as the famous tourist attractions in China, and its height is only four or five hundred meters. Not as majestic as Mount Tai, but it can be called a small jasper. It is not as steep as Huashan Mountain, but it is also natural, primitive and perfect. It is not as charming and charming as Huangshan Mountain, but it is also full of heroic spirit and yearning. Unlike Lushan Mountain, it doesn't know its true face. It only lives in this mountain, but it is also full of lush leaves and brilliant mountains. I love you Xishan. I love your natural and primitive beauty, I love you Xishan, and I love your calmness and elegance. I love you Xishan, and I love your trees everywhere. I love you Xishan, I love your beauty and exquisiteness. I love you Xishan, I love your spring moment, and you can bring us lush mountains and wild flowers.

I love you Xishan, I love your summer, and you can bring us coolness and comfort. I love you Xishan, I love your autumn, and you can bring us a bumper harvest and wild fruit. I love you Xishan, I love your winter, and you can bring us a white and flawless world of ice and snow.

The cold winter passed quietly, and spring came with a light and elegant pace. It climbed the mountain, waded across the river, walked through the Woods and quietly walked into our beautiful campus. ...

On the campus lawn, from a distance, it looks like a pale green tulle. Look carefully at this time: some grasses are strong and naughty. They try their best to go up, eager to see the beautiful and charming faces of spring; There are some grasses, who seem to be afraid of the chill of early spring and lie lazily in the warm and humid soil, as if they would wait until the weather gets warmer before jumping out to see the lively and colorful world outside. There are several small wild flowers in bud in the middle of the lawn. Their colors are colorful, colorful! You see: there are crimson, pink, pure white, sky blue, light green and light yellow. Although these wild flowers are not as colorful as roses and white flowers, they decorate this gorgeous spring with their weak and humble bodies. Huh? What is that little blue dot surrounded by grass? Take a closer look, oh! It turned out to be a sky blue flower! Xiaohua stood in the spring, a breeze blew, and the Xiaohua swayed its graceful body, emitting a faint fragrance. A group of bees came to look for fragrance, and their transparent wings flew around in the heart of the stamen. After a full meal, they slipped away contentedly. Before the bees went far, several colorful butterflies flew over and danced on the flowers. ...

At this time, when you stand in the camphor trees on both sides of the school, there will be a refreshing fragrance on your face. This fragrance comes from camphor tree, and the camphor trained with it can not only be preserved forever, but also repel mosquitoes and kill insects! It is precisely because of these peculiar effects that people will use it to make all kinds of practical furniture and decorate their beautiful rooms. The new bud of Cinnamomum camphora is pink, which looks like a big umbrella inlaid with red pearl agate from a distance. Very beautiful and spectacular! ! !

Students don't stay in the classroom all day like in winter. If you take a look at the classroom between classes, you will find it is empty. Where have they all gone? It turns out that everyone is playing basketball, skipping rope and kicking keys ... At this time, walking on the campus full of spring, the students' happy play and happy laughter echoed in the wide playground for a long time. ...

Ah! Friends, is the spring in our campus beautiful? At this time, I really want to become a green grass and happily throw myself into the warm and broad embrace of spring. ...

Senior one 4 Raoping writes landscape composition. Raoping, Guangdong Province is a county under the jurisdiction of Chaozhou City, which means that Raoping will never be flat and Raoping will never be chaotic. Since ancient times, it has been known as Lingnan scenic spot and Yingzhou ancient Penglai. Luoping County is the golden channel for Guangdong to connect the economic arteries of Shandong, Zhejiang and Fujian. There are thousands of beautiful peaks in the north of Weihai Island, with rolling hills in the middle, fertile plains in the south and countless harbors. The whole territory belongs to the maritime subtropical monsoon climate zone, with rich natural ecological environment and rich ecological resources, including mountains, deep valleys, basins, plains, coasts and beaches. Ceramics, tea and aquaculture are the economic pillars of Raoping. With the passage of time, my hometown Raoping has undergone earth-shaking changes. It used to be dirt roads. When it rains, the road is muddy and cars can't get in at all. It used to be bungalows and tile houses, which were in rags. The original home appliances were only televisions. Now the dirt road has become a cement road. Trees were planted on both sides of the road. There are some stone chairs under the tree for people to enjoy the cool and rest. The former bungalows and tile houses have become two-story and three-story buildings. Now, besides TV, there are refrigerators and computers at home. ...

Raoping is surrounded by mountains and seas, and the terrain is high in the north and low in the south. Surrounded by mountains in the east, north and west, valleys, basins and plains crisscross in the middle, the South China Sea in the south, hills in the northwest, empty valleys and basins in the middle and coastal land in the southeast, impacting the plains. There are 47 large and small islands in the sea area, with the largest island area of 16.9 square kilometers. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, haishan island was connected with the mainland by large-scale artificial reclamation. There are 7 peaks with an altitude of 1000 meters, the highest. My home is in Jingzhou Town, a small county in Raoping County. Our specialty there is oysters. There is a folk saying in our country that from the solstice of winter to Tomb-Sweeping Day, meat is consumed and fat is crystal clear. In other words, from the solstice of winter to the Qingming of the following year, the meat eaten is the most delicious. Edible meat is tender and delicious, rich in nutrition, and is known as "undersea milk". Shishi is famous for its natural stone Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva statue, so it is also called Stone Buddha City. It started in Nanning in grade 1994 and was built on a hillside under the auspices of Shi Qingxu. By the summer of 20xx, it was basically completed, facing the mountain and the sea, with great momentum. Legend has it that at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, a soldier died in the smoke, and a northerner borrowed money to live here. He saw an oasis by the sea, and suddenly thought of staying in Yang, making reeds into thatched cottages and statues of stones into saints, singing boredom and practicing. The villagers call it "Stone Buddha Temple". In the Yuan Dynasty, the tide was surging, and the muddy waves rolled along the coast of Qingshan, and Lu destroyed the Buddha. It is only genetic that this situation changes from time to time.

1956, Castle Peak Reclamation, vicissitudes of life. 1990, Ding Huijing Temple in Zhouxian Township, Qiandong Town, this county presided over Shiding Meeting, but suddenly heard the sound of bells and drums, but could not find the temple. After a long time, the villagers suddenly dug up the natural stone Buddha and Guanyin statue only three inches from the ground. It was wonderful, and everyone was surprised, so they were invited to sacrifice. 1In March, 994, at the request of the villagers, Xu Ni of Shiqing came here to celebrate his birthday. This legendary ancient temple, like the nearby ones, rebuilt the majestic yongfu temple with a new style and became two bright Sanskrit pearls in Yizhou, which attracted much attention. I love my hometown, which is sensitive and beautiful, with rich products and rapid economic development. It has a long history, a long history of culture and a large number of talented people, which is a sacred cultural reserve.

When I was studying geography and reading Ethiopia, a golden sunset suddenly appeared in my mind, emitting warm light. It just hangs in the lower sky, overlooking the endless desert. This is a kind and gentle desert. It will not lose its temper for no reason and devour people's lives. It just stays quietly in an empty corner, accompanied by the sunset. It blends with the sunset and becomes more and more gentle under the gaze of the sun, much like a woman's shy little mood in the early days of love. Some people feel it barefoot, it gives people warmth and returns with tenderness.

I like this simple and gentle scene. I love it so much that I am alone in the kingdom of this thing, and I forgot it. There, you don't have to think about the gains and losses in life, you don't have to calculate whether the transaction value with whom you are with is worthwhile, and you don't have to think about whether the person you like likes me or not. The person I like likes likes the person I don't like. Life is like an altar of wine, just as it can make us intoxicated and fall in love with this dreamlike world; But if this bottle of wine is too strong, you will add a new layer of worry to your worry instead of talking about your burning headache.

Suddenly I like Sanmao, a girl with a unique personality who never goes near the desert. She lives without constraints and rules, and really lives according to the simplest life. That kind of wildness and unruly in the bones is how many people want to release but dare not. Even if it is a person, even if it starts from loneliness, let this long journey be full of lonely flowers.

On the day of dreaming, I was standing in the vast desert, wearing a light blue Loulan costume and dancing with the wind. I smiled and accepted the gentleness of the wind blowing on my cheeks, and I also melted into the desert and the sunset.

Meiyu Pool is one of the senior high school students. During the rainy season, there is Songshan Mountain on the pool.

Yandang Mountain Scenery Yandang Mountain has a pool of clear water.

Soft water around the south of the Yangtze River, like sleeve dance, flowing water passes away, and ink painting is ancient. She came from poetry and painting and played a song of the years. She has been gentle to many people, unforgettable scenery and unforgettable feelings, flying all over the city. The plum season is rainy and embellished with beautiful landscapes. Dreams fly here, like a reed crossing, and life is wandering, but I can't forget ancient Europe in my dreams.

The dream of ancient Europe at this time is plum rain.

The rain in rainy season comes with the wind, and the light rain is falling, winding the tassels of Wenzhou and water towns and the pool when it rains.

The rain falls on the plum rain pool, the blue waves are rippling, and the poems of the recluse set off the Gu Song on this mountain, which looks green after the journey of washing away the dust. Like a smiling silver bell, it turned and disappeared in this ink painting, but it was unforgettable without thinking. Between the sleeves is a waterfall, and the stream flows with him from top to bottom through the green forest. Glittering tears are the tears of mermaids, with scattered crisp fragrance, falling in the hearts of people watching the scenery. Infinitely beautiful, picturesque looking at you.

The rain in the Mei era is bound to haunt people, and the sleeves will cool with her. She falls on your brow, shoulders, sleeves and shoes, and is constantly tied in your heart. She is a tailor you are familiar with, sewing clothes for her wayward boy's body and asking how you are. She led you, gave you a hug, and the rain wet your eyes. You stand in the green, where you are, the rain will accompany you. This plum rain pool is your hometown, which binds your homesickness and heart for many years. The breeze sings and blows away the dust and sand, giving you this endless green, forgetting your troubles and sadness. Did the rain wet your eyes, or ... I just wish you could be in this warm plum rain ink painting.

If the rain in Meiyu Pool is the beauty of 3,000 weak waters, then the scenery of Yandang Mountain is extraordinary.

Unforgettable waterfalls, dusk, dragons between sleeves, falling from the sky, jumping water drops, like rhythmic notes, like rustling flutes, fall into clear pools, like elegant glass, melt into goblets and precipitate dreamy ink. A shadow nearby, a mountain in the distance. At dusk, mottled trees are swaying, like the natural markings of this mountain. Mountain shadows leave ink, and the peaks have different postures. The fairy's skirt seemed to dance with the wind, leaving a wonderful dance. Tengu is looking forward to the moon and watching it hang on the branches step by step. The old man and the old woman are whispering, as if feeling "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." The wind blows sand, the stream gurgles, the water waves ripple, and the hoarse thoughts seem to be the fragrance of a orchid in a deep mountain valley. Through the Qionglin, through the peaks, through the clouds, through people's ears at night, singing late, I only hope you can dusk in this broken ink landscape.

Wenzhou is surrounded by soft water, nurtured by Oujiang River and dotted with mountains. There are Wenzhou by the sea, Wenzhou with flowing cars, and Wenzhou with "prosperity is better than small Hangzhou", just like a moving ink painting. People struggling here are like sheep flying in the city, and Wenzhou people leave their footprints in China and even the whole world with the spirit of self-improvement. I left a string of footprints on the beach, and each one was printed on my heartstrings. I know that the ebb and flow of the tide can't hide these footprints. They use their own efforts to make Wenzhou brilliant and embellish Wenzhou with sweat. Mountains and rivers are like meteors, which makes Wenzhou beautiful. They are amber. They are building Wenzhou bit by bit with the spirit of Wenzhou. They just want to make Wenzhou more prosperous and attractive. They crossed the rivers and mountains with flying catkins. They have traveled all over China, trying to make Wenzhou famous. Yesterday, their unremitting struggle seemed to be in sight, and this poem and painting were flying all over the sky.

The beauty of Wenzhou is an unforgettable beauty, a painting comparable to ink poetry, with a spirit. In the unforgettable years, the Oujiang River flows through the ancient Ou and is branded in my heart.

The world laments that autumn is too changeable. In fact, he is also a gentle and jade-like constantly chauffeured, but also has a cool breeze and a bright moon.

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Several thin autumn rains have just crossed the border. This action is like a courier in autumn. Before the arrival of cold autumn, he came to the world with a gift to report good news! Guo Xiaochuan said: "Youth is not just beautiful braids and colorful dresses. In the world of youth, grains of sand will become pearls and stones will become gold. " The master of youth can't always talk about love and watch the clouds by the stream at the foot of the mountain; The charm of youth should make the dead branches grow fresh fruits, the desert is full of forests, you should be bold in yearning, think tirelessly and go forward bravely. This is the beauty, happiness and responsibility of youth. "In my eyes, autumn also has such magic.

Looking around, you will not only see the cool autumn wind, but also the autumn scenery. Here, "all trees are in autumn, and the hills are only shining". Autumn wind passes through the paddy fields, and after summer bathing, the green ears of rice relax their short and thin bodies and grow into paddy fields in Huang Chengcheng. In the gentle breeze and drizzle, the ears of rice laugh heartily, bend their slender waist and enjoy the autumn wind, which is a gift given to them by autumn. When the sun sets, facing the tuyere, you can see the ears of rice in the golden fields, like waves of the sea. Autumn rain dripped into the persimmon forest, and the green persimmons gradually matured. Golden persimmons hang in the persimmon forest. They jump out of persimmon leaves, kiss the air and enjoy the baptism of autumn rain. Looking up, covering my face with five fingers, through the sunshine, small lanterns scrambled to jump into my eyes. Autumn rain can light many lanterns for persimmon forest.

Autumn wind blows across the north, and flocks of migratory birds fly to our south vigorously. Looking at the blue sky at 45 degrees, you will see their strange formations, such as "one" and "people" ... After the whole summer, migratory birds need to leave the cold north and come to the south to find a warm home.

After the autumn wind, they all became millionaires and got a big and warm new house. Autumn wind adds a little "wealth" to migratory birds. Autumn rain fell on the maple forest, and the green maple leaves changed color. Autumn rain is like a stain, dyeing maple leaves red, like a fiery red cloud on the horizon. When the wind blows, it will be scattered everywhere, and you can still hear the creaking sound when you step on it. "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud to protect flowers" may be its natural best gift and its best destination.

Ah! In autumn, you are an enthusiastic boy, bringing infinite joy to our land! In autumn, you are the continuation of April day on earth, and you have dedicated your youth to the world. Autumn, I like you!

Article 8 of the senior one composition "Spring warms bloom, and everything recovers." Using these idioms to describe the arrival of spring will only make me feel vulgar. A guitar and a piece of tender grass are enough to relax me.

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In the early morning, I don't know where the birds are already twittering in the tree, but at this time I am still lying in bed lazily, rubbing my sleepy eyes. The sunshine outside the window sprinkled on my long eyelashes, drawing a beautiful arc. I don't want to break this quiet and beautiful picture and feel the coming of this spring with my heart. I don't know when the fragrance of milk tea seems to be gone, which makes the room particularly warm and comfortable.

Wearing a long pink dress also adds beauty to spring. Holding a camera and carrying a guitar, prepare to interact with nature and feel the beauty brought by spring. The dew in the morning is still faintly on the grass tip, and its luster has not faded. It is not as beautiful as a pearl, but like a delicate diamond, which is decorated brighter by the sun. Facing the morning dew, the small flying insects landed gently on the stamens, leaving a beautiful arc. It seems to be sucking the rich fragrance, and I can't bear to pick that beautiful little flower. I can only bend down and learn to smell it. It does not have the fragrance of roses, nor the pure fragrance of lilies, but a faint fragrance, so ordinary, but it fascinates me. At this point, my curly hair has long been golden yellow by the sun, and I seem to have become an insect-butterfly. Because butterflies can contact nature more truly.

Several wild ducks in the lake seem to be ecstatic about the arrival of spring, swimming around in the middle of the lake, flapping their wings happily, and occasionally two wild ducks parade side by side. They echo each other, sometimes "singing" a song, as if they are quietly enjoying each other, and the company of willow trees dances for them. I can't help but pick up the camera and take this beautiful moment. Spring has come to every corner. Spring in the field is more novel, and wheat seedlings dance with the wind, just like the sea in reality. This metaphor is not exaggerated, and the scene in front of us is enough to prove it. Lying in the wheat field, as soft as a carpet, looking at the blue sky and white clouds of various shapes, I can't tell what it looks like. I only know that it makes the sky more beautiful. The guitar in my hand is silent and buzzing. At this time, my brain, I think, is blank, because this tranquility and heartbeat let me come into contact with the most real spring.

Spring breeze blows on the face, making it less cold and warmer. This kind of warmth was once considered by many people as a mother's hand, but I think it is a real spring breeze. Spring breeze blows green grass, red flowers, glaciers and people's hearts. Standing on the bridge and looking at the running water, I think the water in early spring is the clearest. The water swished, as if breaking free from the shackles of ice, singing happily and laughing like a girl, so gentle and affectionate. I don't even have the courage to throw stones, for fear of breaking the gift that spring brings to nature. At this time, seeing this beautiful scenery, I couldn't help writing a little poem:

Chungui

Everyone knows the warmth of spring, but the years of returning to the wheel are unknown.

Frightened and thrilling, the mountains and rivers and oases are warm and harmonious.

A hundred flowers are blooming, and things are different.

Year after year, spring is another season, and the sun is shining in the morning.

Accompanied by guitar and photographed by camera, I enjoy this inhuman beauty, but I am really human. Looked down at the feet of those white canvas shoes, has not been so clean and pure for the first time, but covered with mud. I am not disgusted, but satisfied, because it is also a gift from spring. The fragrance of the earth made me feel the pastoral atmosphere again.

Pick up the guitar, pick up the camera and end the day's journey. "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." I don't want to end this little journey. But it is already "near dusk". Even the evening in spring has a special taste.

Spring, like people, is only a short-lived passer-by. It's so beautiful that it reminds me of the ripples in my heart. I will regard this "passerby" as the most precious memory.

90% of the spring in Chengdu comes quickly. When you appreciate the exquisite snowflakes in the north, Chengdu feels the unique breath of spring. The spring in Chengdu is different from that in other cities. Like Beijing, you can only feel the color of spring, but you can't feel the lively and quiet vitality of that spring. Spring in Chengdu is a tense, warm and fast melody.

At the end of February. In Chengdu, you can hear the melodious calls of birds as soon as you get up. Hey, that's the cry of a neighbor's bird! Chengdu people have four hobbies: going to tea houses, playing mahjong, walking dogs and children, and keeping birds. Spring is the time to raise birds. Sometimes, you may be awakened by birds in your sleep! But the bird's song is beautiful, cheerful and sometimes absent. This is their unique symbol. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the charm of this song-a feeling of joy and vitality.

Early March. You can easily find that the trees downstairs have a new beginning and a new life. After months of hard work, they finally ushered in the spring that they looked forward to day and night. Tender buds, faint green, suddenly appeared in front of us. My friends are all growing up. You chase me, I chase you, and no one will let anyone. A closer look shows that the small one is tender and green. Although this bud is small, it represents the vitality and vigor of spring and gives people unlimited hope.

Mid-March. When you stroll by the lake of Huanhuaxi Park, you will see the proportion of the lake shining in the sky like a mirror, reflecting the scene of birds playing in the sky. Take another look at the lake, and you will be surprised to find that the lake is rippling. When you stand on the stone, it turns out that several small fish are playing. Looking far away, there are also a group of white cranes, crossing the water like dragonflies. Facing the sun, there are a group of turtles lying on the shore-lazy. Enjoy the sunshine, very comfortable. Look at the right again, ah, the fisherman can't see the fish! The fish was still alive and kicking after being caught ashore. Maybe it saw the sunshine in early spring and jumped with joy when it knew that spring was coming. On the land of Chengdu, there has been a long-lost vitality! The vitality of life!

The end of March. In Tianfu Square, you will see some kites floating in the sky. It turns out that children are flying kites, which is very lively. The smile on her face, like a brilliant flower, is full of joy and prosperity. Around the square, there are a group of small flowers that can't wait to bloom. On the flower bones, there are raindrops left by yesterday's rain, which is very beautiful.

Early April. People's Park is full of flowers and plants, birds and flowers, beautiful scenery and dazzling. Even the air is full of flowers. Close your eyes, as if the soft fragrance of grass had entered your dream.

This is Chengdu, with a lively, quiet, tense and warm melody in spring.

I think many people will feel very strange when they see this topic, and they will ask, "Spring is spring. How can spring return to autumn and winter?" I must be surprised, but I'm not.

I don't know if you think that the temperature in spring is really changeable and sometimes very hot, so we often put away our cotton-padded clothes and put on fresh spring clothes. But often, a sudden cooling will bring us back to our original shape, put on heavy cotton-padded clothes again, and feel that winter is back. We get sick easily, too. It's really hard. Do you know why?

Spring is chilly, have you ever heard of it? It refers to the early spring, that is, the end of February and the beginning of March every year. During this period, the temperature rises rapidly, especially in the late spring, that is, in April every year, the temperature is lower than normal years. Long-term rainy weather or frequent air intrusion, or strong radiation cooling in sunny nights under the control of continuous cold and high pressure, are easy to lead to late spring cold, which can make the temperature drop below 10 degrees, and even rain and snow. Moreover, it is often sunny during the day, which makes people feel that "warm wind makes tourists drunk", but it still makes people feel chilly in the morning and evening, which makes people feel "chilly in spring". This changeable weather is often called late spring cold.

Just like the weather here these days, the temperature is close to 20℃ in spring on Monday, and it will be around 10℃ on Tuesday. It is said that it will continue to fall tomorrow. We all say that yesterday was spring, and last night there was a bleak feeling of autumn wind. Today, it's winter again, and the wind is biting.

In fact, it is also true in our lives. What goes well is spring. When it begins to decline, it transitions to autumn, and the last trough becomes winter. But what does it matter? It will always clear up, and no one will be in spring forever. Wouldn't it be better to regard it as a test for us?