600 words cloudy scenery description composition

1. Write an essay about cloudy scenery. Dark clouds are dancing in the sky, and they are reluctant to let go. What people on the ground see is the dark sky, gloomy and gloomy, and there is always a sense of loss and sinking mood. Cloudy days are a good time for people to think quietly. Cloudy days always portend rain; In a short time, the rain fell from the sky, breaking this dreariness, as if all tragedies happened in rainy days, so people were destined to feel lost in rainy days; I don't like cloudy days. Cloudy days make me feel lonely and lost. It seems that a lively party has just ended. On cloudy days, I always think a lot of things, but the more I think about it, the more sad I get. Only when the heavy rain comes, I go out and let the rain hit my face and body and enjoy the charm of dark clouds, can my heart be released.

It is cloudy again. Dalian has not seen the sun for a long time. It seems to be the rainy season in the south, and it has been raining, and it rains in Mao Mao. It's really a mess! I like this weather. If it rains a little, I don't need an umbrella. In this way, I like fog and rain. It's cool, and it's cloudy and breezy. It's very comfortable and sober.

Sometimes I always spend it in a daze, sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm sad, just like the days outside, maybe because of cloudy days. I feel a little sad, as if isolated from the world, only myself, lonely and helpless. I want to catch someone, even if it's just a chat, but I'm so busy that I'm the only one who's bored.

Walking around the Internet and opening Daddy Long Legs is even more boring. I found an article, which was well written and touching. "An angel will love you for me" is even more sad. Will there really be angels? On cloudy days, my mood is also weak and weary through illness. & gt spent a lot of pen and ink on the introduction of the environment, which was delicate and gloomy. The paragraph describing pigeons suddenly reminds me of a sentence in Pu Shu's Birch Forest, "It's still cloudy, and pigeons are still flying. Who will prove the love and life without tombstones? " < >； In Chinese, pigeons seem to be witnesses of old Shanghai, reflecting the unique hesitation of that era. For such weather, fight poison with poison! It's always good to be remembered when you receive a Christmas card from Netease. It's not bright today, and it's raining outside on a cloudy day. I'm afraid this weather will wake up the bad mood that scares you. Sad memories and confused thoughts will come to mind together, and good memories will be driven to the deepest corner of the heart. When I come back from work, I sit in a daze. There is no audio equipment in the room to relax. Therefore, my singing sounds deep and out of tune. The original intention of living in a single room was to read and study quietly, but I haven't moved my books for a long time. It would be great if I could find myself at school! As a class study committee member, I always tell myself to study hard, not to lag behind and not to lose face. But now that I look at myself, I can't control myself as if I were possessed by the devil. I suddenly feel that what I present to the world every day is not my true self, but a walking corpse without soul, an empty and unintentional body. If I don't donate so many fleshy trunks, maybe I can comfort my sincere guilt. I keep asking myself. It's really hard to love someone. Today, I can't see her smiling face. It is another cloudy day. My expectations remain the same. I hope one day you can see my woven home by my side, but now you can't see everything I have done for you. My sky turned into a tasteless smiling face. I will never see that blue sky again. I don't know what I did wrong. You ignored me. You are the color of my sky. You know I can't lose it. Fuck you, but you don't care if my sky is still cloudy. I want to find my blue sky, but I am too reluctant to leave here, so can I get my blue sky back? Give me the happiness I want, okay? Tell me that you will always be by my side, okay? On a cloudy day, I pray before it rains, hoping that you can see the cloudy day and disperse the dark clouds for me. On a cloudy day, I moved the dark sky with my smile by your side. Another gloomy day. Everything was like a play, and finally I realized that we were spinning around in the same place.

Early in the morning, I stepped on the crossroads again and started a busy day. Yes, the busy days have begun again. Sometimes finding yourself alive is repetition, in which life can be extended and indefinite.

Have I changed? Why don't you want to say a lot? In the face of many questions in life, I just smile, don't explain, don't struggle. Don't want to tell, don't want to explain, this is me now? Maybe, that's a state.

Suddenly found that I have buried myself. I remember telling my friends in the volunteer group yesterday: I will stay in my heart and use what I have learned to help those in need. Because I wrote a sentence in my diary yesterday: "Winter is near and it's cold, okay?" Is it warm? Do you miss it? "Make friends curious: Lin Er, who do you love? Who will you miss? Hehe, I love the person I love, and I think of the person I think of.

Time always gives people the best answers to questions. Many times, words are powerless, so there is no need to say too much. Gradually get used to not expressing yourself, and time will show us everything.

Looking at the gloomy sky, I smile, and I hope to impress the gloomy sky with my smile. About spring, "the drizzle moistens the grass, and the breeze smells the flowers."

In the warm spring breeze, the buds of grass emerge from the ground one by one, supporting a yellow-green carpet. It rained in Mao Mao for several days, but the rain was still so thin and dense, and it kept falling, as if it would never spill.

The raindrops on the young blades of grass, like pearls inlaid on them, shine in the sun. There is clear rain in the potholes of the grass. Naughty children beat their feet in the water, splashed water, made their clothes wet, laughed and played in the sun and rain ... The breeze blew, and the rain curtain was oblique, like a line thrown on the vegetation and crops in the field.

The rain fell on the wheat seedlings, which shook gently and looked green at first sight. The breeze sends intoxicating green all the way to the horizon.

Through the rain curtain, vaguely. On closer inspection, the beads of rain rolled down along the essence of jade, and a drop suddenly got in.

2. The cloudy scenery describes that the sky outside the window is gray. I am curled up in the corner like a cat, and there is a little humidity in the small room. Forgetting that it was early spring, I put on a wide white pajamas, looked up lazily and looked at the French window that was too wide. I can't help shivering. Jump on the bed later, wrap yourself in the quilt and look out the window quietly. I put my hand over my eyes. For me, gray is not as good as black. Looking at a gray day, it is better to look at nothing.

Is it going to rain again? I slowly bent my mouth and suddenly stopped moving. I suddenly want to see if I am like a ghost now.

When I got up this morning, my eyes were dark and I thought it was still early. I just want to sleep for a while. I looked at my watch. It was already half past five. I quickly put on my pants and walked out the door. Birds are singing, trees are opening their leaves, and the leaves are covered with crystal dew. After breakfast, it is getting dark, dark clouds are rolling in, flowers and trees are swaying in the wind, and the old people and children are hiding at home. It began to rain, sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, and the wind blew from time to time, making me tremble.

If the husband rains heavily, even the moon can't be opened; The evil wind roars and the turbid waves fly. The sun, the moon and the stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden. The business trip is bad and ruined. Twilight is boundless, tigers roar and apes crow. When you go to the temple building, you are homesick, sad, sad and sad.

As soon as the passage describing the cloudy scenery entered the school gate, a large rectangular flower bed appeared.

In the flower bed, roses, hibiscus, hydrangea, Milan, etc. Competing to open up and compete for beauty. Red as flame, white as snowflake, yellow as gold, powder wins rosy clouds.

There is also a Phoebe bournei in the center of the flower bed, which is lush and graceful. Three self-made "fountains" spray water droplets evenly. From a distance, they look like smoke and fog. Through the sunshine, you can see seven-color rainbows, which are really beautiful.

There is a playground to the west of the flower bed and a building to the north. There is a "green wall" in front of the building, which consists of a teaching building (four floors) and an office building (five floors). The doorpost reads: "love the party, love the country, love the collective, study hard and observe discipline;" Respect teachers, learn from Lei Feng and strive to do three good things. "

This is the requirement of our party and the motto of our school. The three walls of the hall are hung with various awards that our school has won in recent years. They seem to be asking the students: What did you do to win the collective honor? On the right side of the front yard of the campus is the playground.

There are many willows and locust trees on the playground. After class, many students jumped on the playground.

In summer, the campus is green. Platanus spread its wide leaves and spread a giant umbrella over the campus, which covered the direct sunlight and made the whole campus green.

Looking up, it seems to have entered the mythical world; Sunlight penetrated through the thick leaves and turned into blue fog. There was a breeze, and the air was filled with blue fog, which made people feel refreshed and wanted to fly. When you step into the campus, you will be immediately attracted by this beautiful environment. Rows of small cypress trees stand like soldiers on both sides of the clean and tidy tunnel. Round flower beds, flowers in full bloom, butterflies flying; Willow twigs are swaying in the breeze, and the intoxicating fragrance of winter jasmine and lilac pervades the campus.

The most attractive thing is the rows of poplars around the playground, which straighten their stout bodies, absorb the nutrients of the earth and thrive. Whenever the bell rings, there is the sound of reading and the teacher lecturing in the classroom. This sound is like a clear stream playing cheerful music, nourishing our hearts.

As soon as the bell rang, the campus suddenly boiled. Students are jumping rubber bands, playing football, throwing sandbags and playing basketball. Some people are climbing poles and swinging. Laughter echoed over the campus for a long time. When the severe winter comes and poplar, phoenix tree and grass wither irretrievably, the green of the whole campus is concentrated on the pine trees and the longer and greener holly trees in Ao Shuang.

The holly tree in front of the classroom, with its green leaves, seems to have dedicated its green color to the campus. At the sight of the motionless north wind and the endless snow-covered pine tree, you can't help exclaiming that "pines and cypresses wither only when they are cold".

Some people may think that there is too little green at this time to attract attention. However, when you see the lush foliage in the ice and snow, don't you feel warm and can't see hope? Don't you think that despite the pressure of ice and snow, its youthful blood is still flowing, and the power of life is still irresistible? Pushing open the classroom door, there are dazzling bright glass windows. Rows of neat tables and chairs are bathed in plenty of sunshine. The front of the desk and chair is about taming. Every day the teacher stands here and gives us a lecture.

Above the podium is a glass blackboard. The words "honesty, courage, liveliness and unity" are written on the wall above the blackboard.

On the upper right of the blackboard, there is a big green speaker, from which the school notice and various broadcasts of the Young Pioneers come out. On the lower left of the blackboard, there is a triangular cabinet with excellent Chinese and math homework for students.

There are two maps on the wall near the door. Between the two maps, there is a health convention and a red flag competition table.

There are six downlights hanging on the ceiling, which will make teaching bright. When I came to school, the branches of willow trees swayed gently in the wind on campus.

The Chinese rose in the flower bed has exposed bright red flowers and bones, and it is in bud. Bright red flowers and bones are crystal clear on the leaves and are in bud.

The crystal dew on the leaves is swaying in the morning breeze. The sun shines on the windows of the teaching building.

When you step into the school gate, a straight and clean little asphalt road will be displayed in front of you. The tall and green walls of cypress trees on both sides make you feel that the school is full of infinite vitality.

Go north along Xiaoma Road and you will come to the teaching building. This is a unique three-story red building.

It is a "U" shape, and its advantage is that it is beautiful and generous, and every classroom can maximize the lighting-the designer is really original! When you enter the lobby from the east gate, you will see a smooth "courtesy mirror". He is a strict inspector, reminding students of the beauty of appearance at any time.

Walking through the spacious and tidy corridor and into the classroom, you can see the "study column" carefully arranged by the students on the snow-white wall; The glass blackboard of 6 square meters in front is black and clean, and the elegant and simple tables and chairs are well protected ... There are 30 spacious and bright classrooms in this teaching building, as well as biology laboratory, specimen storage room, listening room and physics and chemistry laboratory ... We study in this environment and explore in the ocean of knowledge. On the leaves and petals, crystal dew shines in the morning light; In the flower bed, the Dali chrysanthemum in the golden room is swaying slightly in the breeze, surrounded by Dali chrysanthemum, and there are some unknown small flowers, pink, pure white and lavender, with bright color contrast and alternating density, which are extremely charming! But the most fascinating thing is canna. Bright red flowers are very charming against the green leaves. The lawn is green, like a thick carpet; The plane trees and oleander trees on the roadside add a beautiful scenery to the campus. Tall pine trees guard the campus day and night like soldiers on guard ... the breeze brings a faint fragrance.

When I came to Haiyan Middle School, the first thing I saw was that tall building-the experimental building where students learn to do experiments. The whole experimental building is convex and consists of the main building and the annex buildings on both sides.

On the light gray wall facing the school gate, there are three striking characters of "Experimental Building". The pines and cypresses in front of the building contrast with the dark green arborvitae in the flower bed, giving people a fresh and elegant feeling.

The construction area of the laboratory building is1473m2. Walking up the steps, I saw a light green glass spring.

I beg you on a rainy day. When it was just white, I was stunned by a thunder. When I opened my sleepy eyes, a flash of lightning flashed across my window. Soon, the rain poured down, and then I heard the sound of "Hua". Ah, the rain is playing the March! The rain fell on the mountain forest, and the original leaves turned yellow. With the heavy rain, those leaves tried their best to absorb the dew of nature, as if overnight, those leaves turned green, turned green, and the trees grew tall and grew up. I looked at those hazy distant mountains, as if I saw those flowers in bud, and those who were in bloom all produced beautiful fruits.

Rain falls on Lianhua Lake, and it hits the lotus leaves in the field, making a beautiful sound. Lotus twisted its slender waist in the rain, blooming and dancing heartily; At this time, the frog prince under the lotus leaf also sang. At this time, the sound of rain and frogs are intertwined in the whole Lianhu Lake, like a light and beautiful music ... The rain falls on Suixi, and in a short time, Suixi rises and the green stream becomes turbid, but the big waves of Suixi are still heading for the sea; There are umbrellas all over the street. Colorful umbrellas decorate our new street like a colorful river, which is very beautiful.

Heavy rain has wet the dry land, vegetable gardens and grasslands in parks ... where it rains, there are lush poems and colorful paintings. Ah, it's nice to have a rainy day.

5. Composition describing scenery (such as rainy day, sunny day, cloudy day) Rainy night is coming.

It was a rainy night. Because of the rain, the night suddenly became much longer, quieter and more beautiful.

Rain, accompanied by the night from the beginning, fell drop by drop, covering the night with a mysterious and beautiful veil. I closed my eyes and listened to the rain quietly, but I felt its beauty strongly.

It is sometimes like a group of young children, subdivided and dense; Sometimes like a flock of birds singing, elk jumping; Sometimes, like drums, waves, beautiful forests and the rushing sea; Sometimes ... a muffled thunder flies through this rhythmic symphony, and it travels far and far with a deep and powerful voice ... After the thunder, continue to listen to this symphony. It seems to have changed its mood again, turning into the rustling of rain on the leaves; Ding Dong fell into the river, and when he slipped and landed on the roof, it broke ... "Bang", "Hua" and other insensitive sounds formed an unknown March.

After a while, the rain turned into a faint tick. Listening to this rhythmic and irregular ticking, a kind of sadness welled up in my heart. Rain moistened my heart and my eyes, and an unknown feeling hung over me. I obviously felt that I was shocked by it.

I suddenly associate rain with a person's life course. When he was a child, he was so weak and full of fantasies. Then he grew up and did something vigorous. Later, when he was old, his life and soul quietly left his body with a beep on his heart rhythm machine.

He ended his short life peacefully. Night, rain, sadness ... lightning and thunder, flowers and trees, spring, summer, autumn and winter ... these are all treasures given to us by nature.

Among these treasures, I like the sound of rain best. So, I fell in love with listening to the rain.

The rainy season all the year round brings me different spiritual experiences. Chunyu is a quiet and elegant little girl.

Du Fu's poem said, "Sneak into the night with the wind, and moisten things silently." Spring rain sprouted quietly along the branches, and people didn't notice it.

But as long as you calm down and hold a cup of fragrant tea in a quiet night, you can imagine such a picture in your mind: the earth is a good rice paper. When the spring rain gently touches the paper, the green will be scattered all over the ground ... At this time, a song "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" will ring in your ear: "..." Yu Xia doesn't have such a good temper.

Noisy all the way, jumping around in droves. Fall on ripples, windows, the ground ... knock on anything that can make a sound.

That rhythmic voice seems to remind you that a rock party is about to start! Then, the wind roared and the sky was overcast. In order to light up the meeting place, lightning was invited, and suddenly night turned into day.

Thousands of musicians played music when the baton in the conductor's hand moved. That momentum devours the bullfight and shakes your heart, and your heart can't help but turn up thousands of miles of waves, which makes people completely insomnia.

Autumn has always been called golden autumn. Then let's call it autumn rain and golden rain! In the golden rain, everything fell into the trough of the year.

The continuous golden rain brought a little chill, but it also brought good news of harvest to farmers' uncles. Sometimes looking at the rain outside the window, I can't help but draw my own blueprint for life. My mind is like a broken kite ... winter is cold in people's hearts, but winter rain is gentle and sincere.

It falls slowly, taking off "white clothes" for trees, cleaning streets and injecting vitality into rivers. This is a symbol of the arrival of spring.

Only by listening to the rain and listening attentively can you interpret the four seasons and realize the true meaning of life.

6. Description: Write a fifty-word composition on a cloudy day. 1. Running on cloudy days will be very comfortable, and the wind is coming. This natural wind is ten times better than that blown by electric fans. So as long as boys bother me on cloudy days, I won't just scare them back for a step or two as usual, but fight them to the end.

It's cloudy all day, the sun is deeply covered by clouds, and the color of the sky has changed from the blue face before to the color like water soaked by dirty rags.

On rainy days, she is also a bad girl. Whenever she comes, it will always remind people of many unforgettable past events. Those brief scenes are replayed in my mind like movie scenes, with mixed feelings, joys and sorrows. In the past, but I can't come back.

4. Although it is raining continuously, people have infinite reverie, but walking in the misty rain and fog is unbearable for muddy roads. Sitting indoors, watching the rain outside the window fall like silk in the gloomy sky often fills the heart with unwarranted sadness. It seems that the rain not only moistens the ground, but also moistens the soul. Therefore, the lingering of rainy days is a bit more melancholy!

In the distance, there seems to be the outline of a mountain. Everything in the old city, in the process of drifting away, slowly expanded, and finally gathered-weathered-gradually disappeared, stopping in this gray room in the form of floating dust. After a little dust settled, it was found and deposited in the same gray, belonging to the historical past.

6. Even if you do four sets of broadcast gymnastics on cloudy days, you won't feel how hot it is. No matter how you jump, you won't sweat like before, and all your clothes will stick to you wet.

7. Writing a composition on cloudy days 700 likes cloudy days

The sun is behind the clouds, and the clouds cover the dazzling light of the sun, but the world is still bright. The cool breeze dispelled the heat, but there was no sign of rain. This cloudy day is my favorite weather!

It's sunny on a sunny day, but under the scorching sun, people often feel lazy and don't want to move for a moment, so I think sunny is much more anxious!

Although it is rainy and rainy, people have infinite reverie, but walking in the misty rain and fog, the muddy road is unbearable. Sitting indoors, watching the gloomy sky raining like silk, often let endless sadness fill their hearts, as if the rain not only wet the ground, but also wet their hearts. Therefore, the lingering of rainy days is a bit more melancholy!

Cloudy days are not as bright as sunny days, but they are still bright; Cloudy days are not lingering on cloudy days, but they are also hazy. Like cloudy days, not to reject the sun, but to let the sun fade its dazzling light and illuminate the world more softly and satisfactorily; I like cloudy days, not because I am afraid of rainy roads, but because if I can travel comfortably in a refreshing and clean atmosphere, why go along muddy roads?

In fact, life is the same. Everyone is trying to build their own life into their favorite atmosphere and live their own lives in all kinds of weather!

Some people, in the journey of life, have always been fearless, and they have never stopped on the road of life. His life is a creative life, a very bright life! I appreciate this straightforward sunny life, but I'm worried that this life will be overdrawn in advance and won't last long!

Some people, because of their humble origins, personal experience and rough life, always like to complain about others, live a miserable life, and even their lives and work are wasted in constant complaints! Because of his gray mood, his life is full of melancholy. In fact, Huize, fate may not give less than a sunny life, but opportunities often pass him by, because he didn't work hard and didn't make full preparations! Once and for all, you will be unknown all your life! I sympathize with but don't like such a pessimistic rainy day life!

Some people, maybe all their lives, spend an ordinary life in an extremely ordinary post, but he is ordinary but never mediocre. He will do his job diligently and properly, and live a quiet life under his own management, but there is no lack of fun! He knows how to cherish his body and life, and understands that things should be done in an easy and gradual way. Get along well with others, be considerate and tolerant: a trustworthy colleague of the unit; Have high integrity among friends; In the family, he is a person who is reassured by his elders, loved by his peers and respected by his younger generation. His pace of life will not be fast, but he will arrange his life in an orderly way, interpret his life with his optimism and self-confidence, and make no noise, without complaining about the beauty! I like this cloudy life with no regrets!

I like cloudy days. I like to walk slowly and safely through life with a calm heart in the bright and cool!

(Landlord, typing is very hard. . . . . . . . . . . . . )

Jiuli Lake is a representative scenic spot of Xianyou, with beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery, which is a good place for tourism. I have seen the microwave sparkling Lanxi and visited the deep blue reservoir, but the water in Jiuli Lake has its unique beauty. The water in Jiuli Lake is very clear, and you can see large black rocks at the bottom. The water in Jiuli Lake is really cold. Walking barefoot in the water, the whole body's heat is gone; The waterfall in Jiuli Lake is really fast. It poured down from the cliff, flapping the rocks below, splashing huge water and making a deafening sound. The water in Jiuli Lake brings you not only a cool and magnificent waterfall, but also a deep aftertaste. Of course there are mountains and water! The mountains of Jiuli Lake are as beautiful and spectacular as the water. The mountains in Jiuli Lake are really dangerous. Rock cliffs are frightening, and I'm afraid they will fall down accidentally. The mountain of Jiuli Lake is really beautiful, like a green barrier. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are all trees, all green, reflected in the water. There are so many mountains in Jiuli Lake that you can't finish them or get tired of them. Their postures are different and memorable.