Xue Hua Cave is composed of far and near descriptions.

1. The composition describing the scenery from far to near is slightly dim. Looking around, under the lonely morning star is a sea of clouds that fluctuates like a quiet mountain. In the boundless darkness, it looks like a mountain peak as dark as the distance. Between the two nearest peaks, a Taishan pine stands tall and motionless in the middle of Shan Lan. The mountain stands quietly. It belongs to Serenity. The morning star in the east hangs there quietly, and the distant peak of watching the sun is like a golden finger sticking out of Mount Tai, which forms an excellent composition with the beautifully shaped octagonal pavilion.

The sky lit up slowly, and the clouds almost flush with the line of sight were faintly inlaid with beautiful Phnom Penh. The sea of clouds has gradually become clear, and even the clouds that were originally close to each other can be clearly seen rolling and flowing uneasily. And a little further away, the sea of clouds stands quietly, blending with the mountains. Soon, this kind of rolling and flowing, like those peaks, affects the sea of clouds from near to far. First, they slowly become shorter. Slowly ups and downs are no longer soft, and finally they are slowly leveled after a period of time. At this time, the sea of clouds is more like a calm sea under the moonlight, but there is no rushing sound generated by rolling waves.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the sea of clouds is getting whiter and whiter, which is in increasingly strong contrast with the shadows they cast. The color of Phnom Penh on the horizon is getting brighter and brighter, and it gradually turns into golden yellow. Shan Lan is still blowing silently, but this time it brought thick fog, like black smoke, passing overhead, and then slowly covered the sea of clouds, and the morning star was dim. Black fog has not dispersed, Shan Lan and even. Very quickly from people's heads and feet, covering the viewing point of the sun in all directions. But soon, the black fog gradually dispersed, and the sea of clouds and curtains slowly appeared in front of us. In the period before sunrise, black fog and sea of clouds fought against each other, and people's mood suddenly became better and disappointed. When people are familiar with this change, their mentality gradually calms down, and the black fog finally begins to fade away, just like light smoke. At the intersection of heaven and earth, a bay suddenly turned into a charming bright red like a spring. The curtains are no longer bright, and the place where the water meets the sky in the distance is bright red. The sun slowly showed its red face and jumped up like a little orange. About two minutes later, a round and red sun jumped out. Suddenly, the earth was brilliant red.

2. The composition of the characters is from far to near, from micro to fine, with mist around 300, cool breeze accompanied by drizzle and sloping.

In the distance, I vaguely saw people walking slowly on this depressed road with a white umbrella. Listening to the wind, the monotonous and regular footsteps echoed gradually, and I couldn't help but lean over to the window and take a closer look.

Those old leather shoes stained with plaster lightly stepped on the potholed stone road, and the puddle shook the lines and splashed on the trouser legs of the owner of the leather shoes. As we get closer, the winding water marks on the umbrella are clearly visible, and the rainwater accumulated on the umbrella slides down like a clever water snake.

The rough hand holding the handle of the umbrella moved slightly, and the appearance of the person under the umbrella was revealed. The broad chin is covered with blue stubble, and a pair of weather-beaten eyes look around at the moment as if looking for something. He was wrapped in a big windbreaker and suddenly gave birth to a warmth in such a slight cold season.

Before long, the fog cleared and the turbid breath at the tip of the nose faded. Looking out again, there's no one there.

From far to near, the composition says that August 18 of the lunar calendar is the annual tide-watching day. This morning, we came to Yan Guan Town in Haining, which is said to be the best place to watch the tide. We followed the tide watchers to the seawall levee. The vast Qiantang River unfolds in front of us. The river is calm and wider to the east, and it is covered with a layer of misty mist under the sunshine after the rain. Zhenhai Ancient Pagoda, Zhongshan Pavilion and Tide Observatory stand by the river. In the distance, several hills are looming in the clouds. Before the tide came, the seawall levee was already crowded with people. Everyone looked east with their heads held high, waiting and expecting.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, there was a rumble in the distance, like a muffled thunder rolling. Suddenly, people are buzzing and we are told that the tide is coming! We stood on tiptoe and looked eastward, but the river remained calm and unchanged. After a while, the noise became louder and louder. I saw a white line at the junction of water and sky in the east, and the crowd was boiling again.

The white line quickly moved towards us, gradually elongated and thickened, and crossed the river. Approached, I saw white waves rolling, forming a water wall more than two meters long. The tide is getting closer and closer, like thousands of white horses going hand in hand, galloping mightily; The sound is like a landslide, as if the earth were shaken by an earthquake.

In an instant, the tide rushed to the west, but the aftermath was still rolling all over the sky, and the wind was still whistling on the river. It was a long time before the Qiantang River calmed down. Looking under the embankment, the river has risen by two zhangs.

4. The 400-word composition describing the characters from far and near walks on the quiet stone road, and the footsteps of "Da Da" jump into my heart. Occasionally, I can hear dogs barking. The doors on both sides of the street are closed, and I am the only one walking in the huge space. Perhaps it just rained last night, and the air was filled with a faint scent of earth, which made people feel deeply worried. Occasionally, I can see a few residual raindrops falling from the eaves and making a crisp sound. Suddenly, the bang really scared me. When I took a closer look, it turned out that a frog suddenly jumped out of the rock, jumped quickly from my feet, but splashed a stone. I bent down to pick up the stone and looked up, but I was shocked. I saw a wild goose flying in the distance, in Guang Mao.

From far to near, just after the summer vacation, my parents took me to Yingkou Bayuquan. I have never seen the sea before. The sea has always been a mystery in my heart.

Come to Bayuquan, where the sky is bluer than anywhere else, the air is so fresh, and everything in your eyes is blue. Let my heart rise and fall as wide as the sea.

I came to a quiet beach, quietly enjoying the baptism of the sea breeze. Sitting on the beach, touching the sea with your hands and watching the waves being stirred up, I feel very happy. At the same time, I enjoy the endless beauty of the sea.

At this moment, I think of the many benefits that the ocean has brought to mankind. The ocean has a huge biological system, which produces a lot of oxygen for the earth; There are huge mineral resources in the ocean. Almost all the minerals found on land are found in the ocean, and there are minerals in the ocean without land. The ocean can provide us with inexhaustible material resources.

I think we should manage our oceans well and enhance our concept of oceans. Not an inch of the motherland's sea border can be ceded to others.

6. Gongyi Xue Huadong's composition is 300 words, and Xue Huadong's composition is 400 words.

Yesterday, my family went to the "Fushan Xuehuadong"!

We set out yesterday afternoon 12:2x and arrived at the foot of Fuxi Mountain yesterday afternoon 1:3x! After buying the ticket, I drove for about 10 minutes. We arrived at the gate of Zi Long Valley, and then we walked up the mountain. After about two hours' walk, we finally arrived at Xue Hua Cave. We entered the hole at 3: 04 pm. The tour guide told us: "This hole is very deep, and now it has been developed about 1500m. This hole was discovered by an old man who built a house on the mountain in the 1970 s. "

Further inside, we saw many beautiful stalactites, such as plum blossom stone, prehnite, pagoda, birthday girl, animals and so on. These are nothing. The most popular is the "snake fossil", which is called the treasure of earthquake caves. According to research experts, this is the fossil of a young snake. After reading "Treasure of Earthquake Cave", I walked forward to the development place not far away. I looked at the undeveloped place and thought, "It may be deep inside, and there may be many beautiful and strange stalactites in it."

I left Xue Hua Cave with a fantasy.

7. The composition is gradually from near to far, and slowly, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. "Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.

After a long time, the rain stopped and we arrived at our destination-Hengdian.

Stepping into the gate, you are greeted by the outer eye room with blue bricks and black tiles, which makes people seem to have entered a continuous picture. This is based on Zhang Zeduan's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival. The distant peaks are faintly foggy; The flowers and trees nearby are like fairyland. The pavilion seems to have played hide-and-seek with us. Not far away, there was a cock crow. It turned out to be a cockfight. The two chickens were furious and arrogant. They kept flapping their wings at each other. Finally won, but the other one still refused to admit defeat and insisted on returning to the stage.

We arrived at the film and television area again, and the seats were crowded with people. Suddenly, the light flashed and several people "flew" out of the air. They are tossing and turning, jumping and nimble. It is pleasing to the eye and feast one's eyes. Soon, two stalks appeared. Eager to try their kung fu, they climbed to the top of the pole.

8. What are the descriptions of "from far to near" fragments in the composition "from far to near"?

-Imitate "Watching the Tide"

Watching the tide describes what the author saw and heard before, during and after the tide head, describes the whole process of the tide rushing from far and near to the west, and describes the dynamic change of the river tide from calm to roaring and then to calm. Through learning, let students feel the strangeness, grandeur and grandeur of the spring tide.

In writing, this paper mainly studies the writing method of "from far to near". In order to awaken students' memory, I first ask students to recall what scenes and things they have seen from far to near. Because it is for children to find from life, scenes in daily life and tourism emerge in children's minds one by one. After the exchange, I want to read the article "When the Tide Comes", and try to figure out how the author writes in the order of "from far to near" step by step based on the reading experience in class. Finally, let the students write down the fragments of their memories in the order of "from far to near" on the spot.

Before class, I thought it would be difficult for students to practice calligraphy like this. After all, they only have four children. But the truth makes me happy. Today, I selected four students' homework to share with you.

I looked at the plane from the window. I hold my head high, waiting and expecting. After a long time, the plane has not appeared. I was in a hurry and looked forward on tiptoe, but there was still no sign of the plane. After a while, a small black dot appeared in the air. Slowly, the little black dot gets closer and closer, and the outline of the plane becomes clearer and clearer, like a little dragonfly spreading its wings. The plane flies very fast, like a wild goose flying rapidly. In an instant, the plane passed by my eyes, leaving a long white line in the sky.

9. Terraces are far and near. My hometown is Hou Jing Village, Hu Da, where the mountains are rolling, the trees are lush, and the azaleas are red in May. My favorite is the terraced fields in my hometown. This winter vacation, my family went back to their hometown for the Spring Festival, so I went to play on the terrace behind our home with my mother.

Terraces are like chains, winding from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Mountains like snails, mountains like towers, layer upon layer. "Cattle are grazing on terraces. How I wish I were as free as a cow on a terrace! However, I was locked in a' cage' by my parents, and I couldn't fly high! ! "I walked and sang. Mother said, "All the rice we eat comes from here. In spring, the farmer's uncle transplanted rice, fertilized rice and gave birth to insects. In autumn, it becomes golden rice. " I understand and nod. My mother and I went to the balcony. The rice has been harvested, leaving only withered rice piles in the paddy field. I stand on the top of the mountain, hoping to go far away. Terraces are like stairs.

I love the terraced fields in my hometown!

10. composition from far and near (200 words) (winter) the winter in my heart is a mirror of a cold night, with a hint of coolness.

In this season, the impression is always particularly deep. If someone asks me what kind of season I like, I will not hesitate to answer: "winter."

I don't know why, I'm always curious about winter, and I always have special feelings for winter. I don't understand my curiosity about winter, but I feel that I am inexplicably tied to it by the lifeline. It is like a magnet, and I am just a ball of light. As soon as it comes near, I will be held back by it.

But when it passed by, I lost my life and could only be like a deflated ball. Maybe because I was born in winter, I should like winter.

But I am always confused about it, and I will be touched inexplicably in winter. In my opinion, winter is the peak of memory, and in winter, I will always be inexplicably pulled up by the rope to remember the gear.

This fallacy of mine was confirmed by my friend. So in winter, I pay special attention to everything.

In winter, my mood is always heavy, especially when the weather is bad, but occasionally I will be happy. In winter, sometimes I don't know.

In winter, I always feel dizzy. It may be a day of hibernation. But I don't want to give up my life.

It is a waste to spend such a beautiful day in a deep sleep without feeling it, so I will not be reconciled. After all, there is only one winter in a year.

But there is no good pastime in winter, because I always meditate. However, sometimes new discoveries are made in meditation.

If one season must be removed from the four seasons, I don't care which season disappears except winter. I don't like places where the seasons are like spring. Because it's too monotonous. In my feeling, spring, summer and autumn seem to be the same. God wants to decorate them in winter. Sometimes I wonder what to do without winter. Although if there is really no winter, the earth will still turn and people will still live, but it is really a little scary to think about it.

I like winter very much, but it always seems like a dream to me. Dreams start in autumn and wake up in spring.

Late autumn unconsciously enters winter, and then unconsciously enters winter and spring. I always feel that winter passes quickly, but I try to remember, but there is nothing particularly happy.

Winter is such a season that I can't understand, a season that makes me have special feelings for it. Winter suddenly comes. A few days ago, the gorgeous sunshine tickled people's faces. The red and yellow peaks are very beautiful against the blue sky.

The girls in the small town are still in full bloom of youth and fashion, but winter has come with an irreversible attitude. In a few gloomy days, the footsteps of winter soon reached the door.

The bustling city seems to be frozen in an instant, and fewer and fewer people ride bicycles. Pedestrians come and go in a hurry with their hands in their pockets, their heads down and their chins in their mouths, but the spacious tourist bus on weekdays is suddenly crowded with people wrapped up. The tall French phoenix trees on both sides of the street were stripped of their shiny skins.

When a few leaves in the street were swollen by the deep red rain, they hung silently on the branches. Next to the bus shelter, a couple hugged each other gently. The girl's hand is quietly inserted in the boy's cotton-padded pocket. The boy stood firm with his back against the cold north wind. The winter night is dark and long. Even in busy streets, people are making faces at each other.

Passing cars separate people, and not far away is a cold, mechanically separated steel torrent. The city where thousands of residents are hiding has no festive atmosphere.

On the contrary, there is something gloomy behind everyone. Luxurious streets are paved with bright and clean tiles, and flashing neon lights show off the beauty of modern cities to people coming and going, while beggars lying or lying in dark corners seem to be talking with people in a hurry.

Winter morning is beautiful in winter morning. Please see if you don't believe me-every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and comes at me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing.

Hexagonal snowflakes are varied: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... they are beautiful. Fall to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake.

This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in fresh air. Everything is wrapped in silver and beautiful.

However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if to give gifts to people ... Miss Winter is really ingenious! The club is crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, like cotton bags.

They do morning exercises with beautiful music. There is a thick layer of ice on the artificial lake, and some naughty little students are frolicking on the lake, and there are bursts of laughter from time to time.

... in winter, the weather is very cold. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling.

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