Write an essay based on the seasons of wheat and sickle

1. Thoughts after reading the article "The Season of Wheat and Sickle"

(The Season of Wheat and Sickle)

Time approaches step by step in the footsteps of a sickle . The movement of the sun, the passage of the river, the waxing and waning of the moon, the flight of the swallows and the return of the geese, and the movement of the land in the river are the steps of time. Harvesting everything on the ground, summer is here before you know it. Maizi takes off his green coat day by day and puts on light yellow clothes.

After the Beginning of Summer, the flowering wheat always shyly hangs its two petals on the ears, and there is a layer of elegant pink and white in the wheat field. The pink and white color is inconspicuous, but very warm, like a girl in the countryside, rushing on her way, always with a lock of hair scattered, eyebrows lowered, face red, the breath of youth, comfortable and delicate.

Wheat is the daughter of the land and the mother who nurtures the countryside. Just like the girls in the countryside will one day feel the happiness of conception, create life with life, and pray for blessings in the painful happiness.

In early summer, neem flowers bloom, which is a sign of the gradual maturity of wheat. The feathery compound leaves are bitter, the rough bark is bitter, the oval fruits are bitter, and the deeply buried roots are also bitter. The painstaking neem tree has small lavender flowers that bloom throughout the entire grain-filling season. , a unique bitter fragrance spreads everywhere. The maturity of wheat corresponds to the blooming of pomegranate flowers. The plump wheat grains fill our courtyards, and the fiery red flowers sway in every period of our life. As time goes by, people's emotions change, just like grapes turn into fine wine under the catalysis of time, with rich aroma and intoxicating effect.

2. Composition imitating the wheat whistle

Woo-porphyry, whining-porphyry, woo-woo..."

In the field, some sound matched the child's nasal voice, Flying over the dark green wheat leaves? A call and a response, so cheerful and soft.

There are children mowing grass everywhere in white bamboo shirts and embroidered hats. The colorful headscarf. The red faces were covered with a layer of crystal sweat, like roses covered with dew.

A few days ago, the fields were still light yellow and green. The buds are just beginning to bloom. In the blink of an eye, there is heavy shade everywhere. The golden rapeseed flowers have faded and produced dense pods; the black and white broad bean flowers have faded and little finger-like pods have grown; The flowers withered and sprouted a bunch of seeds. The wheat field was put on a dazzling light yellow new dress. Each wheat stalk held up a plump ear, and the wheat stalks were like lines on a musical score. The wheat ear is like a beating musical note.

The grass by the lake is fat and tender. Just pull it with your hands and the bamboo basket will be filled quickly. The boy ran to the grass-covered soil. On the slope, there are somersaults, dragonflies, and wrestling competitions. The grass is soft and elastic, stronger than the mats in the city gymnasium. It is simply a natural sports ground.

When you are tired, you cry out for thirst! I don't know who said hello, and everyone gathered "Mao Mao needles". It is a kind of weed that is similar to thatch. The spikes on the top are still wrapped in green leaves, which look bulging. Gently pull out the straw and the stem, put the stem into your mouth, chew and suck, and a sweet and refreshing taste will soon hit your heart from the tip of your tongue.

"Uuuuu, uuuuuu, Woo..."

Who blew that cheerful, soft wheat whistle again? Suddenly, it sounded everywhere, and you called and I responded, one after another. The cheerful whistle was in In the southeast wind that stirs up the wheat waves, it spreads far, far away... 3. Model the beautiful Xiaoxing'an Mountains and write the essay "Beautiful Hometown" in chronological order

Writer's Guide

Beautiful hometown

Gaoningao

Class 3 (1) of Liucun Primary School, Anxin County, Xiongan New District

Baiyangdian scenery throughout the year*** People , is a lovely place.

In spring, the warm sunshine shines on the earth, and the ice in the lake melts. The willow trees on the lakeside quietly grow buds, and the reeds poke their heads out from the ground, and they are green. The grasses shook hands cordially. Even the birds stretched out from their nests and came to join in the fun, admiring their beautiful feathers on the lakeside.

Summer is the most beautiful season on Baiyangdian Lake. The lotus leaves are like large green discs. The lotus flowers in the lake are like graceful fairies. Some have only two or three petals, and some have all unfolded, revealing bright yellow flowers. Small lotus flowers, some of which look like they are about to burst when the breeze blows. If you think lotus flowers are only pink, are you wrong? There are 366 kinds of lotus in the exquisite lotus garden of Lotus Grand View Garden. You can see just one kind every day for a year.

In autumn, golden reeds nod frequently in the autumn wind. The lotus has withered, the lotus leaves have withered, and the stems have withered. But their fruit---lotus root is ripe. At this time, the hometown’s specialties, preserved eggs, salted duck eggs, river crabs, saltwater turtles, and lotus seeds, are delicious. If you come here at this time, you will definitely be in for a treat.

In winter, the lake is frozen, snowflakes are floating in the sky, and there is a snow blanket on the ground. We played happily on the river, and our happy laughter floated far, far away.

This is my beautiful hometown Baiyangdian.

Welcome to be our guest!

Instructor: Liang Caihui

Are you satisfied with my answer? Accept me if you are satisfied, thank you! If you are not satisfied with anything, you can continue to ask me! 4. Imitation of Wheat Whistle 300 Composition

"Woo, woo, woo..."

In the field, what sound is combined with the child's nasal voice, in the dark green wheat leaves Skimmed over? A call, a response, high and low, so cheerful, so gentle.

The lakeside is full of children mowing the grass. White bamboo cloth shirt, small hat, embroidered colorful headscarf. The rosy faces were covered with a layer of fine sweat, like rose flowers covered with dew.

A few days ago, the fields were still yellow and tender green, and the buds were in bloom. In the blink of an eye, there was heavy gloom everywhere. The golden rapeseed flowers withered and produced dense pods; the black and white broad bean flowers withered and produced pods like little fingers; the snow-white radish flowers withered and produced a bunch of seeds. The wheat fields have put on dazzling light yellow new clothes. Each wheat stalk holds up a plump ear, and the rushing wheat awns are like lines on a musical score. Each wheat ear is a beating note.

The grass by the lake is so fat and tender that the bamboo basket is quickly filled with just pulling it with your hands. The boys ran to the grassy slopes and performed somersaults, dragonflies, and wrestling matches. The grass is soft and elastic, stronger than the mats in the city gymnasium. It is simply a natural sports ground!

Tired from playing and thirsty, I didn’t know who said hello, and everyone collected "Mao Mao needles". It was a kind of wild grass that was similar to thatch. The spikes on the top were still wrapped in green leaves and looked bulging. Peel off the leaves, gently pull out the ears and stems, put the stems into your mouth, chew and suck, and a sweet and refreshing taste will soon hit your heart from the tip of your tongue!

"Woo, woo, woo..."

Who blew that cheerful, soft wheat whistle again? All of a sudden, there were sounds everywhere. You called and I responded, one after another. The cheerful whistle spread far, far away in the southeast wind that stirred up the wheat waves... 5. Imitate "A Feeling of Summer" and write a composition about other seasons

With a happy heart mood, I embarked on a journey to find autumn.

Looking around, the trees on both sides of the road stood there neatly, like meditating children, standing quietly by the roadside. The slightly golden leaves sway in the direction of the wind.

The sea water under the bridge is also flowing quietly, flowing silently into the distance. Compared with the people playing on the shore, it seems a bit lonely.

The car was still moving forward, and the autumn scenery came into view one after another. Like walking into a gallery, I was dazzled by the endless views. Some are red, some are green, some are purple, some are yellow, some are... colorful and beautiful. Autumn is the harvest season, and the pine trees are also full of pine cones.

After enjoying the beautiful scenery, we arrived at our destination.

As soon as I entered the gate, the green flowers and trees all over the mountain attracted me, and I decided to set foot on that high land. Along the way, although I didn’t feel the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers in summer, there was a hint of coolness, as if I felt autumn! The stone walls on the road were slightly cracked, as if they had been blown by the autumn wind and were extremely dry. The stone wall is covered with brown plants. From a distance, it looks like the stone wall has been put on new clothes. When you walk in, you see ivy clinging to the stone wall. Although withered, the ivy still looks strong and strong, clinging tightly to the stone wall. Some strong ivy are still full of vitality.

Looking down from the mountain road, everything is so quiet, swaying and swaying in the autumn wind.

In this complicated and noisy city, only in this silent season can we feel a trace of leisure, a trace of happiness, and a trace of sadness. What you get rid of is all the pressure and burden, and what you get is relaxation and freedom.

Although it is difficult to distinguish autumn in Xiamen, not far away, I saw a tree under the green shade. It lay there quietly without any groan, just like that gradually , gradually withered, without any envious eyes, it fell in people's sight, looking so strong and unrestrained.

Along the way, the weeds on the roadside (I don’t know if they are flowers or grass) are also covered with purple-red fruits, which are small, round and very cute.

How many times in life can we take such a journey and spend it quietly in such an autumn wind.

The bleak autumn wind blew towards me, cool and facing the direction of the wind. The sea and the sky in the distance formed a line, vast and light. There was no sound of playful birds, it was still so silent.

Perhaps, this is the truest appearance of Qiuben! Is this autumn? It seemed different than what I imagined. There is no decaying scenery, but everything is full of vitality. Although a little disappointed, I finally found Qiu! 6. Write the essay "Beautiful Hometown" in chronological order based on the beautiful Xiaoxing'an Mountains

Writer's Guide Beautiful Hometown, Gaoning Ao, Xiong'an New District, Anxin County, Liucun Primary School, Class 3 (1), Baiyangdian, all year round Jing*** people, it’s a lovely place.

In spring, the warm sunshine shines on the earth, and the ice in the lake melts.

The willow trees beside the lake quietly sprouted buds, and the reeds poked their heads out from the ground, shaking hands cordially with the green grass.

Even the birds stretched out from their nests and came to join in the fun, admiring their beautiful feathers at the edge of the lake. Summer is the most beautiful season in Baiyangdian.

There are lotus leaves in patches on the clear lake surface, like large green disks. The lotus flowers all over the lake are like graceful fairies, some of which only unfold two or three petals.

Some petals have all unfolded, revealing small yellow lotus pods. Some are still flower bones, which look so full that they are about to burst.

Occasionally they will dance when the breeze blows. If you think lotus flowers are only pink, are you wrong? There are 366 kinds of lotus in the exquisite lotus garden of Lotus Grand View Garden. You can see just one kind every day for a year.

In autumn, golden reeds nod frequently in the autumn wind. The lotus has withered, the lotus leaves have withered, and the stems have withered.

But their fruit---lotus root is ripe. At this time, the hometown’s specialties, preserved eggs, salted duck eggs, river crabs, saltwater turtles, and lotus seeds, are delicious. If you come here at this time, you will definitely be in for a treat.

In winter, the lake is frozen, snowflakes are floating in the sky, and there is a snow blanket on the ground. We played happily on the river, and our happy laughter floated far, far away.

This is my beautiful hometown Baiyangdian. Welcome to be our guest! Instructor: Liang Caihui, are you satisfied with my answer? Accept me if you are satisfied, thank you! If you are not satisfied with anything, you can continue to ask me. 7. Write an article describing the seasons based on "Spring"

In July, in the clear blue sky, the sun like a fireball hung, and the clouds seemed to be burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring has gone with the falling flowers, and summer has come with green leaves dancing in the warm wind.

The early summer sunshine shines through the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with sparkling light spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring has returned."

Green grass, reeds and Red, white, and purple wildflowers are scorched by the fiery sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is filled with a sweet and intoxicating atmosphere.

In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers bloom, red, purple, pink, and yellow, like brilliant spots embroidered on a big green carpet; swarms of bees are busy among the flowers, Suck the stamens and fly around hard.

In midsummer, the weather is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly close to the shade of trees, as if they are afraid that the sun will damage their wings.

There was not a cloud in the sky, not a bit of wind, a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.

In the midsummer of July, there is no cloud in the blue sky. The fiery sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is hot to the touch, and the soil in the ground is smoking.

Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent over in the heat and lowered their heads. Grasshoppers are as numerous as blades of grass, making a faint but noisy chirp in the wheat and rye fields, in the wheat and rye fields, and in the reeds on the shore.

The sun is like a huge fireball, its rays are scorching, the road is heated by the scorching sun, and a string of white smoke is emitted every step you step on.

The weather was sweltering and there was no wind, and the thick air seemed to be frozen.

The whole city is like a burned brick kiln, making people breathless. The dog lay on the ground and stuck out its bright red tongue, and the nostrils of the mule and horse were particularly wide.

The blazing fire umbrellas hung high in the sky, so hot that the fish in the river did not dare to come out of the water, the birds did not dare to fly out of the forest, and even the dogs in the village just stretched out their tongues and panted endlessly.

That day, it was crazy hot. As soon as the sun came up, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gas that looked like clouds but not clouds, or mist but not mist, floated low in the air, making people feel suffocated.

++++++++++ oil,, 8. Write the characteristics of a season based on "Children of Huaixiang"

Time flies so fast when typing purely by hand ah! In the blink of an eye, winter passed quickly, but the cold weather made me still immersed in the world of winter. There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery, and I like the scenery when it snows in winter the best. .In winter, with heavy snowfall, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. In the cold winter, my hometown is like a quiet girl, Xueye Lake is her scarf, and Qishan Mountain is hers. Cotton-padded jacket, sometimes she also wears a white coat. In winter, the best moment is when it snows. When I wake up in the morning, the roofs of the village are covered with white snow, and the country roads seem to be paved with a thick layer of snow. The white carpet makes a rustling sound under people's feet. The trunks and branches of the pine trees on the mountain are covered with ice. At this time, when you walk out of the house, what appears in front of you is a beautiful white world. The distant mountains are covered with ice. The sky is covered with white snow, and the stone bridge is covered with white snow. Winter is like a kind traveler, covering the overwintering wheat seedlings with quilts, and cultivating them with winter fertilizer under the trees with fallen leaves. It makes the green pines greener and makes the trees greener. Winter plums are more fragrant, making the sky higher and the earth farther away. Walking in the snow is even more interesting. Listening to the sand, sand, sand... it seems like thousands of pens are waving on the paper, and it seems like many people are waving on the paper. Whisper; look up and see the snowflakes swirling and dancing, falling on the ground and falling on pedestrians. At this time, you can spread the wings of your imagination and pursue your best memories! You might as well take a deep breath, and the sweet floral fragrance will penetrate into your heart and spleen. You will feel that everything in the world is filtering and everything is sublimating. What about the lake? Like an active child, unwilling to freeze. The snowflakes floated and fell on the water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The rocks in the stream were covered with white snow. When I walked across the stone bridge, I heard the stream under the bridge, It was flowing gurglingly. I saw a bright white snow world in the stream. I love my hometown, and I love the winter in my hometown even more, because the winter in my hometown is the most beautiful.

9. An imitation of an essay by Maishao in Class 24 of Grade 4

Satisfied, Confucius was "very happy" when he saw "friends coming from afar"; Mr. Wuliu loved reading, "Every time he understands something, "I am so happy that I forget to eat"; a drunkard drinks wine but cares not about the wine, but about the mountains and rivers. Therefore, Mr. Qian Zhongshu's proposition that "all happy enjoyments belong to the spirit" is regarded as truth by the world, but if you think about it carefully, you feel that the spiritual Satisfaction also has flaws, and sometimes it even seems pale and feeble.

I often see musicians who bring happiness to people but are miserable in life, and hard-working scientific workers occasionally see Looking at myself in the mirror with gray hair on my temples, I often feel a trace of sadness in New China. I often hear model workers say in interviews that although the work is hard, I am mentally very happy! Life all shows their amazing perseverance and noble qualities, but at the same time it is not difficult to see that their happiness includes a sense of "self-denial"