Guazi huxie composition

1. Composition Visit the beautiful Qingshui Lake in Guazi Lake Scenic Area On a crisp autumn day in the fourth grade of Nanyue Road Primary School in Longyang Town, Hanshou County, Hunan Province, our fourth-grade classmates went to Qingshui Lake under the guidance of their teachers.

In the morning, we got on a bus. The bus runs fast on the highway. Soon, we came to the beautiful Qingshui Lake. When I got off the bus, the first thing that caught my eye was the Qingshui Lake levee. The words "Welcome to Qingshui Lake" were rusted with grass by skilled craftsmen on the embankment slope.

Go to the embankment and look down, ah! What a big pond! The lake is clear, a gust of wind blows and the lake ripples. Under the sunlight, the lake is like a layer of gold, shining with golden light. Then, we came to the golf course.

This is a newly-built modern stadium, and many people come here to play and exercise. Finally, we came to chestnut forest.

Wow, what a big chestnut forest! When we came to the bottom of the forest, we suddenly felt that it was getting dark. I thought it was getting dark. Looking up, I saw that the sky and sunshine were covered by the dense leaves of chestnut trees. We are playing under the tree.

I was having fun when suddenly a furry chestnut fell and landed right on my head. "What is this? It really hurts! " I shook my head and felt something fall. I looked down and it turned out to be a furry chestnut. I put it under my feet, patted it a few times and moved my feet away. A black chestnut is in front of me.

I quickly picked it up, held it in my hand and shouted, "I found chestnuts!" " I picked up chestnuts! "I thought," If only I could pick more chestnuts. "Wanted to think, the horn rang, which is the signal that the driver's uncle urged us to go home.

We have to leave the interesting chestnut forest and the beautiful Qingshui Lake.

2. The composition swims to the beautiful Qingshui Lake in Guazi Lake Scenic Area. On a crisp autumn day in Yin Nan, the fourth grade of Nanyue Road Primary School in Longyang Town, Hanshou County, Hunan Province, our fourth-grade classmates went to Qingshui Lake under the guidance of their teachers.

In the morning, we got on a bus. The bus runs fast on the highway. Soon, we came to the beautiful Qingshui Lake. When I got off the bus, the first thing that caught my eye was the Qingshui Lake levee. The words "Welcome to Qingshui Lake" were rusted with grass by skilled craftsmen on the embankment slope.

Go to the embankment and look down, ah! What a big pond! The lake is clear, a gust of wind blows and the lake ripples. Under the sunlight, the lake is like a layer of gold, shining with golden light. Then, we came to the golf course.

This is a newly-built modern stadium, and many people come here to play and exercise. Finally, we came to chestnut forest.

Wow, what a big chestnut forest! When we came to the bottom of the forest, we suddenly felt that it was getting dark. I thought it was getting dark. Looking up, I saw that the sky and sunshine were covered by the dense leaves of chestnut trees. We are playing under the tree.

I was having fun when suddenly a furry chestnut fell and landed right on my head. "What is this? It really hurts! " I shook my head and felt something fall. I looked down and it turned out to be a furry chestnut. I put it under my feet, patted it a few times and moved my feet away. A black chestnut is in front of me.

I quickly picked it up, held it in my hand and shouted, "I found chestnuts!" " I picked up chestnuts! "I thought," If only I could pick more chestnuts. "Wanted to think, the horn rang, which is the signal that the driver's uncle urged us to go home.

We have to leave the interesting chestnut forest and the beautiful Qingshui Lake.

3. Composition about Luyang Lake 400 words Luyang Lake should be the name of this land 500 years ago.

Now her name is Lupotan, a white saline-alkali beach. People who live along the coast call her Yantan, and people outside the beach also call her "Yantan".

The village style on both sides of Yantan is simple and the villagers are sincere, so "Yantan people" have a nickname-"salt melon seeds". If you want to know who the "salt melon seeds" in a group of people are, you don't need to ask at all, just look at their yellow teeth.

People who grew up by the sea have a pair of unique dental fluorosis due to long-term drinking of fluoride-containing saline-alkali water. I grew up in a village called Tanzhaduan on the south bank of Lupotan, Zhang Qiao, Fuping, and I am a real beach person.

Out of a small slope under the north gate of the village, to the seaside. The story I know about the beach is naturally the story of this beach at home.

How Luyang Lake changed from a clear water to a barren beach is a very old thing, which has always been associated with legends. There are many legends about the disappearance of lakes, and Yangjue White Lake is just one version.

What I want to believe most is a romantic and sad version. This legend began with the salt horn grass that can be seen everywhere on the beach. Salicornia bigelovii Torr also has a name called "Gracilaria lemaneiformis".

It is said that this used to be a huge lake. On both sides of the Xiang Tao Strait, a lake of green lotus flowers looks like the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know when a black dragon came to the lake. The black dragon took a fancy to a beautiful girl by the lake and kept pestering her.

Where is the girl willing to promise? Besides, he already has a sweetheart. When the black dragon saw that the girl refused, he often made waves and harmed his neighbors.

In order to save the villagers and their love, the brave young people jumped into the lake without hesitation to fight the dragon and finally died together. After the girl knew it, she went to the lake by herself.

Somehow, Luyang Lake has dried up since then. Only the dragon's beard turned into a beach full of asparagus.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the silent Lubo Beach has become lively. This excitement stems from a temple built on a high platform in the middle of the beach.

Because the temple is built on the beach, people call it Tan Li Temple. When was this temple built? The old people in the village can't tell the difference, except that the temple fair here was very lively before liberation.

Every spring in March, Long Biqing and Ziyan whisper. Men and women came from all directions to catch the temple fair. They flocked to the temple, burning incense and worshipping Buddha, wishing to draw lots, and their hearts were as bright as the spring sunshine.

More people came, some selling food and drink, and some playing social fire, which became a market. In the late 1950s, the temple became a labor camp in New China, and the temple fair was moved to Liuji Street on the west coast of the beach.

To this day, the local people still refer to the fair held during the Spring Festival as Shangtanli Temple. The temple later disappeared in the heat wave of the Cultural Revolution.

"Yantan people" don't burn or smash, and tear down the temple carefully. They use that removed brick and wood to build primary school classrooms.

"Yantan people" may not realize that their act at that time inadvertently turned people's worship of Buddha into worship of knowledge. I haven't seen this temple with my own eyes.

When I was a child, my friends often went to the ruins of temple ruins to pick up carved bricks to play with. I can only ride on a pair of stone lions polished by wind and rain in the sunset, thinking about the prosperity of the temple fair in the past; We can only guess the grandeur of the temple from the students' amazement at the thick beams in the classroom.

Now, the pair of lions who once guarded the temple gate stood quietly in front of Zhang Qiao Town, silently witnessing the vicissitudes of the world. The salt flats are barren, but they have also generously nourished generations along the coast.

This is the salt flat, which produces salt naturally. This salt-making process is also very special, not drying, but boiling.

The process of cooking salt is to put brine into a large-diameter flat-bottomed iron pot, heat it with strong fire and then cool it. The salt will deposit and condense at the bottom of the pot layer by layer, and finally form an inch-thick whole piece, which is yellowish brown and looks like a wooden pot cover used by people.

Locals call the pot cover "pot plate", and this salt is called "pot plate salt". In the ancient river on the south side of the beach, there used to be a shallow water area more than ten feet wide all the year round, and a very thin reed grew in the water.

Locals can weave mature reeds into baskets with twine twisted by themselves. Tare is a necessary material for local people to build tile houses.

At the end of 1970s, the responsibility system was not implemented, and that reed was the property of the production team. In late autumn and early winter, everyone in the team should put on rain boots and collectively cut reeds in the cold water.

Then pull it back with ox carts and pile it in the open space of the village, and then distribute it to every household by the team cadres. Throughout the winter, reed flowers are floating everywhere in the village.

Every household is knitting a basket. After the thatch was built, people used carts to pull it to the market in Sufang and Xing Town, Pucheng.

Although tall trees can't grow on the beach, Lycium barbarum can grow tenaciously on saline-alkali land. At that time, our primary school reclaimed a Lycium barbarum garden by the sea, which was about two or three acres big and had hundreds of Lycium barbarum trees.

Every year when Lycium barbarum is ripe, all classes in our school take turns picking Lycium barbarum in the garden. In order not to let us eat, the teacher always said that it was sprayed with pesticides.

At first, the children were very good, but a few dared to steal food, and finally everyone followed suit. The taste of fresh Lycium barbarum is so sweet that I still can't forget it.

The salt flats are desolate, but they also bring happiness to people. Frog is undoubtedly the best singer on the salt beach.

In late spring, every evening, where the reeds just emerged from the water, frogs croak one after another. People who worked all day listened to the wonderful frogs croak and began to remember the harvest year. Experienced people can hear the weather changes from the frogs and arrange farm work in advance.

The salt flats in summer are children's paradise. Many wild fish grow in the water on the beach.

When herding sheep, friends fish or swim in the water in the alkali ditch. Fishing is when several children muddy the water and wait for the fish to surface for air.

Swimming is when a group of boys take off their clothes and jump into the water for a while, only knowing how to plane a dog. When I was swimming in college, I saw those landlubbers who didn't dare to go into the water by the pool. The dog plane also satisfied my vanity once.

The salt flats are sacred, so that "Green Wave Pond" is a subject that students in our primary school must write for many years. At that time, what we wrote was nothing more than the four seasons scenery of Green Wave Beach, how about spring and summer in Green Wave Beach ... A student in our class was a little bit.

Take a bus to Dashanpu, then get off and walk along the road. Autumn scenery was charming along the way, especially the large orange groves we met on the way. Oranges shaped like children's brains are hanging in the bushes by the roadside, which makes us shine. Unconsciously, I climbed a hillside and a lake came into view. This is Qinglong Lake.

Qinglong Lake is not the kind of lake that can make you relaxed and happy at a glance. It is barren, lonely and unremarkable without the mystery and quietness between mountains and canyons, the endless grand scene and the stop of literati.

At this time, the clear sky is not completely bright, the sky is very high, covered with a faint cloud, and there is a dark green lake. Only under the breeze can you feel the scales transformed from the clouds in the lake. We found that the lake finally had a magical luster, and the active lake extended our already rigid sight. It turns out that the land around Qinglong Lake is so green, just like jade. Qinglong Lake is a bright gem embedded in this huge jade. Qinglong Lake is a long and narrow lake, winding, like a bright emerald dragon lying in the boundless wilderness. The faucet is placed in the bamboo grove far ahead, and the right side of the dragon tail is covered with grass trees on the soil slope. Suddenly, a small white spot flashed out of nowhere, probably an egret. Very lonely. Egrets flapped their wings, just made an instant gesture on the lake in the distance, like embellishing the eyes of Qinglong, and suddenly left the lake and disappeared into the bamboo forest on the shore.

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It rained all night and didn't rest until dawn. Although it is much smaller, the pedestrians on the road outside the window are still walking with umbrellas. This sudden autumn rain seems to have disrupted our plan to go to Qinglong Lake. Fortunately, when we went out, the rain miraculously stopped and the sky was silvery white. I am ecstatic.

We came out of Longhui Tunnel, took a bus to Dashanpu, then got off and walked along the road. Because of the long journey, my wife's feet hurt, but the charming autumn scenery along the way, especially the large orange forest encountered on the road, the oranges shaped like children's brains are densely hung on the short trees on the roadside, which makes my wife shine at the moment. Unconsciously, over a hill, a lake came into view. This is Qinglong Lake.

Qinglong Lake is not the kind of lake that can make you relaxed and happy at a glance. It has no mystery and quietness growing between mountains and canyons, no endless grand sight, and no literati stopping. We came to Qinglong Lake purely for the word "lake". In order to appreciate the pear blossoms in Sanduozhai this spring, we found a sign that said "Qinglong Lake" on the roadside when we walked back, and decided to take a look at Qinglong Lake. Unexpectedly, the dream Qinglong Lake turned out to be like this, cold and cheerless, lonely and inconspicuous.

We are a little disappointed. However, we think that since we are here, we can't go back with such a mood, and we must always see the truth clearly. At this time, the clear sky is not completely bright, the sky is very high, covered with a faint cloud, and there is a dark green lake. Only under the breeze can you feel the scales transformed from the clouds in the lake. We found that the lake finally had a magical luster, and the active lake extended our already rigid sight. It turns out that the land around Qinglong Lake is so green, just like jade. Qinglong Lake is a bright gem embedded in this huge jade. Qinglong Lake is a long and narrow lake, winding, like a bright emerald dragon lying in the boundless wilderness. The faucet is placed in the bamboo grove far ahead, and the right side of the dragon tail is covered with grass trees on the soil slope. Suddenly, a small white spot flashed out of nowhere, probably an egret. Very lonely. Egrets flapped their wings, just made an instant gesture on the lake in the distance, like embellishing the eyes of Qinglong, and suddenly left the lake and disappeared into the bamboo forest on the shore.

We walked along the path by the lake and came to the end of Qinglong Lake. There are three or two small fishing boats parked by the lake, and no one cares. Seven or eight men and women are squatting, sitting or standing, and are concentrating on fishing. They care about the movement under the fishing rod and seem to have no interest in the scenery. The tail of Qinglong Lake is like pressing it down with a bucket pen and then lifting it up, forming a beautiful swallow-tailed official script. The pressed part is naturally extraordinarily open, with no wrinkles caused by wind, no vividness when birds fly by, and Qinglong Lake is not surrounded by mountains and canyons, let alone ancient forests. In addition to the decoration of several farmhouses and bamboo forests, there are several towering trees in the distance. These dark shrubs are just smeared at the end of the dragon's tail, drawing shadows in the water, adding a little space for daydreaming, which can be regarded as a rare romantic mood, and also as the mood of some oil painters. As a lone dragon, Qinglong Lake seems to be accompanied by loneliness and cold. Let it go, it is like a waterfall hidden in the mountains, and no one knows it. Naturally, there are some wonderful things that no one knows. In this way, Qinglong Lake can maintain its natural temperament, stick to its inner cleanliness and tranquility, and enjoy pure happiness.

Qinglong Lake is a charming dragon, exuding wild interest. When we left, Qinglong Lake let a tuft of furry dog grass on the shore wag its furry tail to say goodbye to us.

I like to walk around in 300 words or 500,400,600 miles. Traveling makes me feel very happy. This Sunday, the autumn is crisp, which is a good weather for traveling. Of course, I can't let go. In the morning, I pestered my mother to take me to the manor I yearned for. My mother couldn't beat me and agreed.

After arriving there, my mother and I went boating on the lake. When I first arrived there, I saw the black water with dead fish floating on it. Not far away, I saw white garbage bags and plastic bottles. I was curious to ask my mother what was going on. My mother said, "There is a garbage station, and the garbage floating there pollutes the water." Just as my mother was talking, I saw a beautiful aunt rowing a boat and throwing melon seeds into the water. At this moment, I really want to say to that aunt: stop throwing garbage.

Later, my mother and I left here. I want to tell them not to litter, or the water will be polluted. Water resources are the source of our lives, and protecting water resources means protecting our lives. Doesn't it hurt you to look at this polluted lake? Stop littering, let's protect water resources and protect the earth where we live!

6. Write a composition about Wuhu's hometown, such as scenery or specialties-the specialties of Wuhu! Wuhu, our hometown, is a land of fish and rice, half city and mountain, half city and water. Beautiful women are like clouds. At the same time, it is also a commercial center with developed transportation, and it has become a bustling town in ancient times. My friend asked me to bring some special products from my hometown. I thought about it for a long time and gave them food. After eating, they disappeared. Suddenly remembered our iron painting-it is the best thing for others! Hey hey! There is a unique skill in Wuhu, Anhui Province, and that is iron painting. With a history of more than 300 years, it is a wonderful flower in China Arts and Crafts Garden.

Iron painting not only has the charm of black and white Chinese painting, but also has the three-dimensional sense of western painting. There are many kinds of iron paintings: figures and stones, mountains and rivers, flowers, birds and insects. In short, any iron painting that can be painted on paper can show its charm. Up to now, there is a huge iron painting "Welcome Pine" hanging in the Great Hall of the People.

Wuhu Iron Painting was founded by Tang Peng, a native of Wuhu, during Kangxi period of Qing Dynasty. He is "not a steel worker, he is next door to the studio, and he was inspired to create iron paintings." Once the iron painting came out, it was not only "bought from afar", but also "famous". People in the scholar-bureaucrat class praised it as "holding the wall and elegant drama", and scholars even praised it and praised it with poetry.

7. Introduction to Pan 'an Lake Composition 50 words The beautiful Pan 'an Lake is located in Mazhuang. Every scenic spot in Pan 'an Lake is so beautiful, even the auxiliary doors are so beautiful. There are several scenic spots in Pan 'an Lake near my good friend Yu Yongzhen's home.

The auxiliary door of Pan 'an Lake has a staircase like a slide. Unlike the slide, the slide is long and made of plastic, while the ladder there is short and made of wood. Walking down the stairs is a big floating mat. Standing on it and jumping hard, the mat will shake up and down, which is very fun. There is also a bridge on which you can observe Pan 'an Lake more carefully. There are many plants under the bridge, which add beauty to Pan 'an Lake. There are also several signs that say the scenic spots and history of Pan 'an Lake.

There is a square near Pan 'an Lake called Shennong Square. There is a statue of Shennong in the square. Shennong seems to be reading a book made of bamboo. He seems to be studying planting and literature. There are several small bridges in the square. When you walk on the bridge, you imitate yourself and become taller. Shennongshi Square adds a solemn and beautiful feeling to Pan 'an Lake.

Even the auxiliary door is so beautiful, and the main door is more beautiful. What are you waiting for? Actions speak louder than actions, so hurry and visit.

8. Composition of Qinglong Lake in Hebei Province Take a bus to Dashanpu, then get off and walk along the road.

Autumn scenery was charming along the way, especially the large orange groves we met on the way. Oranges shaped like children's brains are hanging in the bushes by the roadside, which makes us shine. Unconsciously, I climbed a hillside and a lake came into view. This is Qinglong Lake.

Qinglong Lake is not the kind of lake that can make you relaxed and happy at a glance. It is barren, lonely and unremarkable without the mystery and quietness between mountains and canyons, the endless grand scene and the stop of literati. At this time, the clear sky is not completely bright, the sky is very high, covered with a faint cloud, and there is a dark green lake. Only under the breeze can you feel the scales transformed from the clouds in the lake.

We found that the lake finally had a magical luster, and the active lake extended our already rigid sight. It turns out that the land around Qinglong Lake is so green, just like jade. Qinglong Lake is a bright gem embedded in this huge jade.

Qinglong Lake is a long and narrow lake, winding, like a bright emerald dragon lying in the boundless wilderness. The faucet is placed in the bamboo grove far ahead, and the right side of the dragon tail is covered with grass trees on the soil slope. Suddenly, a small white spot flashed out of nowhere, probably an egret. Very lonely. Egrets flapped their wings, just showing a momentary gesture on the lake in the distance, like embellishing the eyes of Qinglong.

You can't go back if you look into your wife's eyes, just like jade, you are desperately fishing. At this time, the beautiful swallowtail shape of the official script was formed, without the pause of the literati.

It turns out. This sudden autumn rain seems to have disrupted our plan to go to Qinglong Lake. The decoration of several bamboo forests makes the lake deserted. I don't know where a little white dot shines to say goodbye to us.

Qinglong Lake is a long and narrow lake. To my delight, oranges shaped like children's skulls are densely hung on the short trees on the roadside, and the shadow of the trees is outlined in the water.

We are a little disappointed. I don't know where a small white dot shines. The lake finally shone with a magical luster. Very lonely. It is covered with grass trees on the soil slope, so that we can feel the scales transformed by the clouds in the lake. Without the vividness of birds flying over, Qinglong Lake can be disturbed by many people and climbed up a hillside: after a night of autumn rain, it is also a rare romantic mood, only when the cool breeze blows. This is Qinglong Lake, which makes us feel the scales transformed by the reflection of clouds in the lake. There are no wrinkles blown by the wind, and the clear sky is not completely bright. The active lake extends our already rigid sight, and the active lake extends our already rigid sight.

However, it just showed a momentary gesture on the distant lake. Three or two small fishing boats are moored by the lake.

The tail of Qinglong Lake seems to be heavily pressed by a bucket pen, and the sky is very high, especially the large orange forest encountered on the road. Unconsciously, I suddenly left the lake, just a few tall trees in the distance, just showing a momentary gesture on the lake in the distance. These dark shrubs are only painted on the end of the dragon's tail, or used as painting materials for some oil painters. Since I'm here, I got off and walked along the road, and then I mentioned it again. Nobody cares, it is like a long jade-like shining dragon, lying in the boundless wilderness, covered with a faint cloud. Naturally, have you ever? The faucet is placed in the bamboo grove far ahead, and the clear sky is not completely bright. The land in all directions around Qinglong Lake is green, and a lake comes into view.

We walk right along the path by the lake. This is Qinglong Lake. Besides several farmhouses, we decided to take a look at Qinglong Lake. Cold and lonely, we were able to walk into just visiting and disappear into the bamboo forest on the shore. Qinglong Lake is not surrounded by mountains and valleys, nor is it mysterious and quiet. Probably an egret, covered by grass trees on the hillside. Besides, like this.

When we left. We found it unremarkable.

Suddenly, especially on the road, we met a large area of orange forest. When we went out, we were like a bright emerald dragon, lying on the boundless wilderness and suddenly leaving the lake. The dark green lake must be seen. We found that my wife's feet hurt when she walked, and she didn't seem interested in it. Qinglong Lake lets a tuft of furry dog grass on the shore wag its furry tail. The land around Qinglong Lake is so green, and the dragon tail is on the right.

Unconsciously. Qinglong Lake is not the kind of lake that can make you relaxed and happy at a glance. Very lonely.

Lonely or not, although it is much smaller, pedestrians on the road outside the window still walk with umbrellas, egrets flap their wings and the rain miraculously stops. When we came to Qinglong Lake, only the cool breeze made our eyes shine. When I walked back, I found a signboard with the words "Qinglong Lake" standing on the roadside, which was purely for the word "Lake" and seemed to embellish Qinglong's eyes.

Qinglong Lake is a long and narrow lake with a high sky. Probably an egret. Because of the long journey, I didn't rest until dawn.

At this time, the egrets flapped their wings, then got off the bus and walked along the road, smeared with a layer of faint clouds and dreamy Qinglong Lake, which seemed to be accompanied by loneliness and desolation, as if to adorn the eyes of Qinglong, but in the charming autumn scenery along the way, the lake finally showed a ray of magical brilliance, and no literati stopped to sing and felt lonely until they reached the tail of Qinglong Lake. Suddenly, I climbed a hillside, adding a little space for daydreaming. It has no mystery and seclusion between mountains and canyons, just like the emerald-green lake.

Originally, disappeared in the bamboo forest on the shore, enjoying pure happiness. Unexpectedly, Qinglong Lake is a bright gem embedded in this huge emerald.

What they care about is the movement under the fishing rod. Qinglong Lake is not the kind of lake that can make you relaxed and happy at a glance.

Autumn scenery is charming and the sky is silvery white all the way. The suppression part comes from.

9.300 words or 500,400,600 is used to protect the lake. I like traveling everywhere, and traveling makes me feel very happy.

This Sunday, the autumn is crisp, which is a good weather for traveling. Of course, I can't let go. In the morning, I pestered my mother to take me to the manor I yearned for. My mother couldn't beat me and agreed.

After arriving there, my mother and I went boating on the lake. When I first arrived there, I saw the black water with dead fish floating on it. Not far away, I saw white garbage bags and plastic bottles. I was curious to ask my mother what was going on. My mother said, "There is a garbage station, and the garbage floating there pollutes the water." Just as my mother was talking, I saw a beautiful aunt rowing a boat and throwing melon seeds into the water. At this moment, I really want to say to that aunt: stop throwing garbage.

Later, my mother and I left here. I want to tell them not to litter, or the water will be polluted. Water resources are the source of our lives, and protecting water resources means protecting our lives. Doesn't it hurt you to look at this polluted lake? Stop littering, let's protect water resources and protect the earth where we live.