A composition describing heaven

1. 600-word composition describing the weather Spring Rain: 1 Listen, the crackling sound, listen to the crackling sound. This is the symphony played by the spring rain that we are familiar with. The spring rain has given us great vitality. Spring rain moistens the earth, and the earth sucks it. Under the shower of spring rain, grass broke through the ground. It waved a dance skirt to make people compare Miss Chun and her dance. Under the glittering and translucent pearl, flowers are indispensable and have their own unique charm. This needle-like spring rain falls on the flowers and rolls on them, which makes people look closely. The loose shirts that are evergreen all the year round have also undergone great changes under the bath of spring rain. They put on new green clothes and are facing it seriously.

Looking at this spring rain, I think: a year's plan lies in spring. We should cherish the present spring, let the spring rain bathe our growth and make contributions to the construction of the motherland. Spring rain is a key. Sweet and fragrant. Gently, gently, when you pay attention, it opens the door to spring.

In the spring rain, there is a box of colorful pigments. Look, it brings pink to peach trees. The pink peach tree smiles like a girl's face.

It brings white to pear trees, and white pear flowers hang there like white handkerchiefs. Winter jasmine girls get more colors, gold, light yellow and orange.

The beautiful Spring Festival girl nodded frequently in the spring rain.

The spring rain hides a very good smell. The fragrance of winter jasmine, as well as apricot flowers and Chinese rose flowers.

Many fragrant smells are hidden in small raindrops! Children's feet are often hooked by fragrance. The spring rain blew a colorful horn to tell everyone that summer is coming.

People put on half sleeves, and willows and poplars spit out catkins and catkins to let the children have a good time. The spring rain brought colorful songs to the earth and joyful songs to the children.

I seem to like listening to the rain very much, just like listening to nature. Sometimes, I will blend in and let my thoughts fly in the falling rain ... In my memory, the arrival of rain is always accompanied by an unspeakable strange emotion. Clouds gradually hang down, half covering the sky, a cool breeze blows gently, and the rain comes, very thin and dense, like powder. Wet smoke and rain are wonderful music, don't you believe it? Look: Swallows are dancing with the accompaniment of spring rain! With the arrival of spring, naturally, pure rain as expensive as oil is slowly coming. The rain and fog are misty, and the rain beads string into a heavy rain curtain, covering everything like smoke ... Spring rain is not as unrestrained as summer rain, not as deep as autumn rain, but as gentle and brilliant as itself.

On the contrary, our world has ushered in new hopes and we have new challenges! The sound of rain can calm our hearts. It will make us feel confident in the future instead of depressed. Friend, remember this beautiful space! And think about it, know it, it will bring you infinite light and wisdom in confusion and darkness! Xia Yu 1 Today, I am standing on the balcony, and the wind is blowing.

Suddenly, several rain stars fell on my head. Before I came to my senses, the downpour began to fall violently.

I was caught off guard, my clothes were almost wet by the rain, so I hurried into the house. Strangely, instead of being angry, I am interested in the rain and want to enjoy it.

The rain in summer is really different, just as big as Miss Xia's tears and soybeans. It follows her unruly temper and is extremely explosive, which makes people unprepared. Look at the ground again, the rain hit the ground heavily, and there were countless blisters on it, as if Miss Xia was venting her unhappiness.

Look at the sky, it's even more terrible. Dark clouds in the sky, like a runaway Tianma, rolled in like a tide, devouring the whole blue sky, leaving no gap. From time to time, a dazzling flash of lightning pierced the sky, followed by a thunder, which showed that Xia girl's anger had arrived.

Looking around, it's raining harder and harder. A layer of rain curtain covers the window so tightly that things outside are almost invisible. Come when you say it, and leave when you say it.

It didn't take long for the rain to stop, the dark clouds dispersed and the thunder became less and less. I opened the balcony door again and went out. A cool breeze came against my face, much stronger than the wind before the rain.

The rain on the roof splashed down and interwoven into a beautiful symphony. It seems that Miss Xia is in a much better mood.

Summer rain is really strange, interesting and lovely. In a sultry summer, I suddenly saw dark clouds and yellow sand all over the sky on my balcony, which made people feel scared. It can be said that "the rain is full of wind."

"Bang, bang, bang, bang ...", "Wow!" I shouted in surprise, "The Storm Corps is coming." Suddenly, lightning illuminates the rainstorm, thunder cheers for the rainstorm, strong wind clears the way for the rainstorm, and the rainstorm comes in a mighty way.

Some of them rushed into the pond and the water in the pond soon overflowed; Some get into the soil, and the soil will soon be full; Others ran to the plants, and the plants became moist and lush ... When the rain group came home, the rain on the roof was still rushing to the ground through the sewer pipe, and it cleared up; The clouds have dispersed and a colorful rainbow has been set up in the sky! Counting, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple are exactly seven colors. After the storm, it cleared up, which reminded me of a sentence, "How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?"

Summer rain can be said to come and go in a hurry; The weather is dull before the summer rain, and the air is cool after the rain; In summer, when it rains less, it dries up, and when it rains more, it floods. Summer rain makes me like it and worries me! Autumn rain 1 accompanied by several sounds of fright and fatigue, it left with a bang in summer, but I didn't expect autumn to fall from raindrops-although.

2. Diary about Spring (400 words) Spring has come, and people in all corners of the earth are full of the breath of spring. There are beautiful elephants everywhere on campus. Willow leaves out fine willows, and yellow leaves adorn them; The grass grew with the fragrance of the earth, and clusters of bright green flowers stretched themselves, yawned and leaned out their little heads; The children took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light and bright spring clothes; Birds fly out of the house and sing beautiful songs, telling us that spring is coming! Spring has really come. In the pond, in the fields, in the sky, everywhere is full of vitality. The scenery of nature has also become colorful. On sunny days, warm sunshine shines on your body, and soft spring breeze blows on your face, which is both warm and comfortable; on rainy days, spring thunder explodes from time to time, which is both thrilling and * * *. The scenery in spring is so beautiful that people's mood is even better in spring. The cheerful smiling face is full of hope. The park is full of excitement again. Young people who take pictures, old people who fish and children who catch insects are all intoxicated in the embrace of nature and linger on. In spring, people are busier. As the saying goes, a year's plan lies in spring. You see, busy figures come and go in the streets of the city, farmers sow the seeds of hope in the fields of the countryside, and the walls of classrooms. In a new book, there are many fruits of knowledge waiting for us to collect. I like spring. I like to smell the flowers, see the new green of the trees and listen to Xiao Wu's songs. I love spring because it is full of vitality and new hope.

3. Composition about the weather The weather in summer

It's a sunny morning. I sat on a stone in the park grass and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds.

There are so many clouds in the sky! So much that it seems to "break" the sky; The clouds in the sky are really beautiful! Some are like horses trotting; Some are like cows grazing leisurely; Some are like scattered sheep; Others are like pieces of soft cotton candy, as if waiting for us to eat! Others are like ...

Just a few minutes after noon 12, the sun father-in-law "jumped" into the thick clouds. Baiyun seems very unhappy, from white to light gray, from light gray to dark gray, from dark gray to black, and from black to jet black. ...

It is getting dark. Suddenly, a white light split the sky in half like a sword. Then, thunder rumbled and it began to rain lightly. The rain gradually increased and finally turned into a downpour.

Thunder has been ringing and rain has been falling. In a blink of an eye, it has become a rainy world, and from time to time there is thunder of "bang-long-long-".

It rained for about an hour, and the thunder and lightning stopped "working", and the rain gradually subsided ... After half an hour, the rain stopped, and Grandpa Sun showed a smiling and kind face. A rainbow falls from the sky, showing seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple, like a ribbon fluttering in the sky.

The wind blew gently again, gently stroking and fiddling with the grass, adding several "decorations" to it-dew. I feel very comfortable breathing extra fresh air after the rain.

Ah! I sighed from the bottom of my heart: how the weather in summer is like a magical magician-it changes as soon as you say it!

4. Expand your imagination, write an article about the sky (about 300) and give you an imaginary composition:

Magical colors

Do you know the color old man? He is the most creative old man, once in a hundred years. On the night of the meteor shower, he will bring seven magical colors, and he can draw anything in the world, and immediately turn it into a living and real thing after painting.

You can use it to draw a boat riding the wind and waves, you can also use it to draw a plane soaring in the sky, and you can even use it to draw a spaceship exploring the mysteries of space. Therefore, color old people always give magical colors to the kindest children. You can imagine what would happen if the magic color fell into the hands of a naughty child. If children scribble, there will be many monsters in this world.

This time, the old man chose a kind little girl. After getting the gift, the little girl was so happy that she immediately began to draw. She drew a scarf for her mother, a pair of eyes for the blind, bone marrow for leukemia children and a school for children in poor mountainous areas. ...

In order to bring joy to everyone, she painted until she ran out of colors. But, but her efforts were in vain: the scarf was hard and black, like a rag; The eyes painted for the blind are like two pieces of ink; Bone marrow is like a bottle of vinasse; That school is just a dangerous building, and children can't get close to it at all.

The situation on the street is worse. Brooms were inserted on both sides of the road, and deflated cars blocked the traffic. The road is uneven, and it is full of potholes when it rains. The portrait was stunned: how could a kind little girl draw such an ugly thing? Everyone started talking about it.

The little girl cried, how much she wanted to create happiness for people, but she couldn't draw, just wasted color. The more you cry, the sadder you get. Finally, even the old man heard it. He made an exception and went back to the girl and said earnestly, "Don't cry, what I gave you is actually just ordinary color, but if you work hard, it will work miracles!" "

The little girl took the paint and began to draw day and night again. One year, two years, three years ... The little girl gradually grew into a slim girl, but never left the color. In her works, there are tall and bright skyscrapers, neat and beautiful peasant villages and spacious and flat roads ... People appreciate this girl's paintings and praise them more. How they wish all this were true! At this time, a miracle happened: everything in the painting was lifelike before our eyes, lifelike!

This is a miracle since ancient times! The little girl understood that what made this painting come true was nothing more than the greatest magician-the hardworking and brave hands of human beings, who made unremitting efforts to create everything before and today!

5. Diary about Autumn Autumn is a crisp autumn season. The sky is especially high and blue. In the forest, there are red maple trees everywhere, and sour and sweet wild fruits are covered with branches. Autumn is the harvest season. In the orchard, the farmer's uncle is busy picking sweet fruits. There are persimmons and apples, and the joy of harvest hangs on the face of the farmer's uncle. Autumn is a busy season. The children in the campus are sitting in the bright classroom, reading the text carefully. They are busy studying hard, storing knowledge and working hard to become useful people to society in the future. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so introverted in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.

The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so introverted in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.

Autumn is a poem that gently tells a series of touching stories. Autumn is a great artist. He paints pictures that money can't buy.

Autumn is beautiful, and the beauty is clear. A crisscross stream is singing and dancing, flowing slowly. Autumn is very wheat, and the beauty lies in the scenery. Leaves of different colors and shapes fall from the branches and gently pat the delicate skin of Mother Earth.

"The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn scenery is beautiful." Autumn scenery lies not only in beautiful scenery, but also in busy harvest scenes. Huge fruit, beautifully hung on the branches, makes people admire at first sight and drool.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

6. Ask for a composition about autumn. In autumn, Xia girl left in a hurry, and Qiu girl came to the world with light steps.

Autumn is crisp, the blue sky is like washing, and the blue is fascinating! Cool breeze, transparent thin objects, high sky and swaying tree shadows all make people relaxed and happy! This is autumn! When you stroll into the orchard, you will be sure to open your eyes. Look, slippery grapes are like shining stars. Red apples are like hot sun; Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are like small lanterns; Longans covered with branches are like crystal pearls; Pomegranate with a big mouth is like a babbling child.

Really beautiful! This is autumn! The autumn wind with a heavy heart is coming, and the sparkling rice is like a graceful girl and waiter, waving to people! Wheat fields come and go, making a rustling sound, as if the waves are rolling, and the band is playing a romantic ditty.

Golden leaves, dancing like butterflies, sometimes fly to the sky, sometimes fall to the ground, really naughty! Farmers' uncles are busy harvesting crops. Although they are sweating, they still have sweet smiles on their faces from time to time. The grass tore off the green clothes in a hurry, put on the yellow clothes happily and proudly showed off in the autumn wind.

This is autumn! Lovely little ants and squirrels are greedily collecting food for winter. Very thoughtful! Frogs and snakes are smarter. After eating, they had a good sleep.

This is autumn, too! What a charming autumn, it symbolizes prosperity and wealth, which means that maturity and harvest are the most outstanding works of nature-when he gave the slender autumn to the south of the Yangtze River, he also gave the autumn in the north a bold and unrestrained style.

In Yu Dafu's eyes, the strangeness of autumn colors in the south of the Yangtze River is the autumn tide in Qiantang River, the cool fog in Putuo Mountain and the residual lotus in Lizhi Bay. Qiu Shu in the north, the lingering sound of Qiu Chan, the flat autumn rain, excellent fruit trees ... In my impression, the style, meaning and taste of autumn are all deep and depressing. Stepping on the dead leaves, facing the cool evening breeze, dancing with the skirt and letting the sunset linger, although the green leaves withered in autumn, they also swept the maple leaves all over the mountain.

The generous and solid golden autumn gives people a feeling of wanting to fly and sing. The rain flying all over the sky makes the wandering prodigal son have mixed feelings, including sad smoke, dreamy fog, bitterness, sentiment, understanding and thousands of unbearable feelings; Whispering autumn water, like whispering with white clouds and blue sky, makes people feel happy if there are no notes jumping in their hearts, bringing inexplicable palpitations, washing their hearts; The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and lovesickness is the most sleepless. On a blue moonlit night, dense nebulae are like a handful of pearls embedded in a silky blue sky.

Thin moon gauze, flowing moon sea, annual rings resting on old trees, and silver moon waves take you to your autumn dreams; In the bleak autumn season, there is always a trace of melancholy and sadness in my heart. Leaves shivering in the ruthless autumn wind, desperately climbing trees, full of longing for life.

The autumn wind dragged the autumn leaves down from the treetops without pity. The yellow autumn leaves fluttered in the air and drifted helplessly with the wind. How helpless they were. Ancient Liu Che said that the autumn wind started in Bai Yunfei, and the vegetation fell to the south; Wang Bo said that the sunset and the lonely Qi Fei, the autumn waters and the sky are the same; There are also white sands in autumn on the far shore, and the mountains are red at night; The autumn wind moves to Wan Li, and the yellow clouds are high at dusk ... Today, Xu Zhimo said, on a withered autumn willow, on a timid autumn branch, on an autumn leaf that will not be yellow; Du said that even the pigeon whistle sounded a mature tone, and the rainy and noisy summer passed; There are autumn flowers, autumn fruits and autumn red leaves, which decorate the color and monotony of autumn.

There are four seasons in life, and one leaf falls to know that the world is autumn, autumn, especially late autumn, which always reminds people of all beings in life. In the eyes of many people, autumn is a lofty, lonely and easy-to-forget season.

Autumn is also the harvest season. The golden rice fields are full of romance in Qiu Si. Autumn wind washes away the depression in the chest and makes people feel refreshed. The grain is fragrant, and the ideal warehouse is quietly in Man Cang. Red fruit, mature and full, makes people move.

Autumn is golden, brilliant dreams are melodious, cheerful songs are beautiful, and clear poems are strong and eternal life. In autumn, the girl named Yinxingqiu came with a beautiful waltz.

The leaves gradually faded from their green luster and unconsciously turned into golden dresses. I picked a piece and put it in my hand to touch it carefully.

Not smooth, but not rough. The autumn wind took away its moisture, which was a little hard.

There is a small crack in the middle of the leaf, as if someone accidentally tore it open. I looked at the leaves towards the sun, and the meridians on the leaves were clearly displayed, much like human blood vessels! I put the leaves in front of my nose, took a deep breath, and the faint fragrance entered my heart, which was the taste of nature.

The leaves on the tree are like handfuls of small fans and beautiful butterflies, perching quietly on the branches. Leaves are light green in spring and full in summer. In autumn, Ginkgo biloba leaves can be in many colors, some are yellow, some are half yellow and half green, and some are all yellow.

The sun shines in, and the leaves are dazzling against the sun, as if lovely life is jumping on the branches; Leaves that are not exposed to the sun are swaying in the branches not to be outdone. When the wind comes, they will take the opportunity to approach, whispering, and some are reluctant to leave the embrace of the tree, fluttering in mid-air ... After the wind passes, they return to calm, as if immersed in their own reverie and silent.

These ginkgo leaves neither know what death is, nor do they know that spring will come again. They are born for big trees, and countless leaves do the same job-give the milk of life to big trees.

These leaves are very simple, live in obscurity and have no publicity. However, this humble leaf can report the news of spring to people and bring people hope and joy; It can also provide shade rest for people under the scorching sun; Autumn has come, and it is willing to sacrifice itself and return to the foundation of the tree and the embrace of the earth.

Ginkgo biloba leaves in autumn are far less vigorous than those in spring and summer.

7. Junior high school composition describes the changeable weather.

Somehow, the weather in our Wuhan area is always unpredictable.

On this day, I watched TV at home. The sky is clear and the rainbow is bright in Wan Li. The sun shone brilliantly on my face through the window. I am naturally relaxed and happy. Watching TV at this time is really a pleasure! Before long, the glory disappeared. Then the clouds are gathering, and the wind is coming to join in the fun. Dark clouds seem to be layer by layer, as thick as cotton balls, and keep dangling in front of my eyes.

Suddenly, the sky opened a string of red light, as if a pair of scissors were cutting through the sky. Boom, boom! Followed by two loud noises. \' \' thunder! I have always been as timid as a mouse. I quickly covered my ears. There was a heart-rending roar in the dark clouds. It looks like a fierce dragon growling.' How terrible! My legs are shaking.

But God seems to be joking with me again-the clouds have dispersed, the wind has blown and the thunder has struck, but it just doesn't rain. This makes me very angry. After a while, the dark clouds dispersed a lot. I walked out of the garden and was about to go shopping. But damn it, not coming down early, but coming down late. I ran home in three steps and two steps.

It's raining heavily in a gloomy world, but it's hard to stop it at this time. So I fell asleep. After a while, I suddenly felt warm, and I slowly opened my eyes. Oh, my God, the rain has stopped. At this time, the hot sun is in the sky, which makes me puzzled. . The weather is like a magician, constantly changing his tricks.

But no matter how clever his tricks are, I can't be blind-when I grow up, I will invent the' advanced meteorological detection satellite' to serve mankind!