Write a composition in Liaocheng, Shandong Province in any season.

Spring has come, how beautiful it is! This is a season of revival. Cold-blooded animals such as snakes, bears and frogs have stopped hibernating and climbed onto the ground to enjoy spring. In spring, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, grass is sprouting, swallows are flying back to nest, and spring has restored a colorful atmosphere to the earth.

Even the spring rain and the spring thunder keep coming to announce the spring for us. Spring is a good season for sowing. Farmers will start sowing in this good season, and there will be a good harvest in autumn.

Spring is not as dry and hot as summer, as cold and cheerless as autumn, nor as cold as winter. But spring is a vibrant and energetic spring. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life. When spring comes back, it means that everything has to start all over again and all life has to start all over again.

People love spring, because this beautiful spring gives people a new beginning, new harvest, new life and new hope.

With the arrival of spring, the earth is completely green, from appearance to heart, the whole spring is covered with green.

This spring has given people new life and new hope. I like this beautiful spring.

The rainy season in summer

It is summer again. Hot and rainy season!

Summer is here and it's raining. The wettest season in a year is hot summer! Although my English name is "Rain", which means rain, I don't like relentless storms, but I like the lovely rain in Mao Mao!

I like summer, but I don't like summer. Why? Please calm down and let me explain.

I like summer, because in summer, we can play on the golden beach, swim in the endless sea, get close to the sunshine anywhere, enjoy family happiness with our families, turn on the air conditioner at home, play computer, watch TV, eat ice cream and travel in the world of books. And there is a long summer vacation, in which we can do anything we want, review and play! Even my birthday is in the summer vacation, which is of course one of the reasons why I like summer!

I don't like summer because there are often storms in summer, sometimes it is a red warning, sometimes it is a yellow warning, and even a black warning when it is serious! Whenever we hear or see the weather forecast that it will rain, everyone is afraid of getting wet. It is because of this downpour that people around us are worried and fidgety. How many parents have to endure worrying about their children's pain, we will get wet and even have a fever and a cold. Sometimes when I have a class, it suddenly thunders and rains, and this class can't go on because the students' attention is outside the classroom. ...

For these reasons, I like neither summer nor summer! Listen, I just finished writing when it began to rain outside. Am I right? This is a real rainy season!

autumn

The geese flying south tell people that autumn is coming.

Chrysanthemums in autumn are in full bloom proudly. There are red, yellow and white ones. Red is like fire, yellow is like gold, and white is like jade. Their shapes are different, some are naughty and lovely, while others are solemn. It's amazing. "Cold Ling Alone" Only plum blossoms are in full bloom in winter, and only chrysanthemums are in full bloom in autumn; We learn from the strong will of plum blossom and the positive spirit of chrysanthemum. ...

Autumn is the harvest season. Look, there are many big and red apples hanging high on the apple tree in the orchard. The grapes on that vine are big and purple. It looks really mouth watering. The two pomegranate trees are covered with red pomegranates, and their bellies are bulging, and some of them are bursting. It seems that they heard some funny jokes and laughed. Pomegranate seeds with thin skin are white and red, shining like pearls. Put it in your mouth, it's sweet and delicious.

In the field, there is a bumper harvest everywhere: cotton is as white as snow, cotton branches are covered with peach-like cotton, and dozens of flowers bloom on a tree, which makes the cotton branches bent; Rice is as thick as chopsticks; Heavy ears of grain nodded frequently; Full of sorghum red like fire. ...

Autumn is full of coolness and a breeze, which makes people feel that winter is approaching step by step. Autumn is also the time when leaves show their charm. At this time, an autumn wind blew, and the leaves on the tree put on golden evening dresses and danced romantic dances in pairs. They left good memories at the last moment of their lives. ...

Autumn can not only bring good news of harvest, but also give people the courage and strength to make progress.

The taste of winter

The breath of winter quietly came to the world, and he blew the whole world into powder. He blew the snow like goose feather, he blew people's love for winter, and the happy atmosphere filled people's hearts.

"ah! What beautiful snow! " I can't help crying from the bottom of my heart! Looking up at the rustling snowflakes, I opened my mouth to stop the fluttering snowflakes, and pieces of cold snowflakes turned into water droplets.

I feel the cold beauty of winter, because it flows down my cheeks. Its beauty, beauty but not empty, it is so refreshing, beautiful and moving, it makes people intoxicated in this snow scene.

Finished learning, wow! What a magnificent snow scene! After the snow, the earth is wrapped in silver everywhere, which has become a crystal fairy tale world. Rows of trees proudly bloom with "silver flowers" full of trees, shining with moving white light under the sunlight. I am reluctant to part with the fairy tale of snow, but many delicate silver bars hang down from the bare willow branches. It's really "like spring breeze, night comes, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"! Different from pear flowers, silver bars seem to have a spring scenery again, just like the sound of dulcimer. Jade chips falling in succession reflect the colorful sunrise and dress up this wonderful world. The magpies on the branches are also intoxicated by this vivid snow scene, and stop for a long time, just like a handsome man flying high. Gradually disappear from the white world. Snow is beautiful to me, but more precisely, it is a "toy" for many children. I have snowball fights, snowmen, skiing, etc ... I can't resist the temptation to participate in the snowball fight competition in our hospital, and a fierce snowball fight competition is about to begin.

After winter quietly completes its mission, it condenses in the arteries of Mother Nature. When spring returns, it will nourish new life, dedicate brighter spring to the world, and make our motherland more beautiful and exotic. Yes, I added some answers to supplement summer.

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.

The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over."

Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.

In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.

In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.

There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.

In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and lowered their heads in the heat. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore. The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepping down.

It's sweltering and there's not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.

The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.

Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.

That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.

It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.

I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!

The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.