Three hundred words of scenery detail description composition

1. The beautiful paragraphs or details of the scenery are described in 3 words

Description of the scenery:

1. On the winding lotus pond, you can see the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like a slim skirt. Among the layers of leaves, there are some white flowers dotted sporadically, some are blooming gracefully, and some are shyly budding; Like a pearl, like a star in a blue sky, like a beauty who just came out of the bath. When the breeze passed by, it sent wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled a little, like lightning, and passed across the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves were close to each other side by side, so there was a clear wave mark. Beneath the leaves is the flowing water, which is covered, and some colors can't be seen, but the leaves are more exposed to the wind.

2. The moonlight, like running water, pours quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin blue mist floated in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to be washed in milk; It's like a dream in a gauze cage. Although it is a full moon, there is a faint cloud in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just the benefit-a deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap is also unique. The moonlight shone through the trees, and the bushes in the high places dropped jagged and mottled shadows, which were as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played on the Vatican.

3. The four sides of the lotus pond, far and near, are all trees, and the willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on the side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be specially left for the moonlight. One example of tree color is cloudy, which looks like a cloud of smoke at first glance; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains in the treetops, which are only a little careless. There are one or two lights leaking through the cracks in the trees, and it is the eyes of those who are thirsty to sleep that are listless. At this time, the most lively things are cicadas in the trees and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.

Writer:

1. I think there are some sellers waiting for customers outside the fence on the platform over there. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. I saw him hobbling to the railway side in a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton gown, and slowly leaning down, which was not difficult. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed it with both hands, and his feet shrank up again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work. Then I saw his back, and my tears quickly flowed down. I quickly wiped away my tears. I'm afraid he will see it, and I'm afraid others will see it. When I looked out again, he had walked back with the scarlet orange in his arms. When crossing the railway, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly by himself, and then picked them up and left. When I got here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I threw myself at the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed.

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Speaking of winter, I suddenly think of tofu.

It's a "small ocean pot" (aluminum pot) with boiled tofu, which is hot. The water is rolling, like the eyes of many fish, and a small piece of tofu is kept inside, tender and smooth, like a white fox coat that is worn backwards.

The pot is on the "foreign stove" (kerosene does not inflate the stove), and the stove is smoked black, which shows the whiteness of tofu. It is night, and the house is old. Although it is lit with "foreign lights", it is still dark.

sitting around the table are my father and our brothers. The "foreign stove" is too high, so my father often stands up, leans back slightly, stares at his eyes, reaches into chopsticks from the dense heat, picks up tofu and puts them in our soy sauce dishes one by one.

sometimes we do it ourselves, but the stove is too high, and we always enjoy it. This is not eating, just playing.

father said it was cold at night, so everyone would be warmer after eating. We all like this kind of white water tofu; As soon as I got to the table, I looked at the pot eagerly, waiting for the hot air, waiting for the tofu that fell from my father's chopsticks in the hot air.

It's winter again. I remember it's the night of November 16th in the lunar calendar, and I was sitting in the West Lake with Mr. S and Mr. P. S Jun has just arrived in Hangzhou to teach, and wrote in advance saying, "We are going to visit the West Lake, whether it is winter."

the moonlight was really good that night, and now I think it still shines on me. Originally, the night before was "the head of the month"; Maybe the moon in November is really something special.

It was after nine o'clock, and it seemed that we were the only rowers on the lake. It's a little windy, and the moonlight shines with soft water waves; At that moment, the line reflected light, like a new silver coin.

There are only faint shadows left on the mountains on the lake. Occasionally, there are one or two lights under the mountain.

S jun kou Zhan said in two poems: "A few stars light up the fishing village, but light ink makes light of the distant traces." We don't talk much, only the sound of oars is even.

I'm falling asleep gradually. P jun "hello" for a moment, then raised his eyelids and saw him smiling.

The boatman asked if he wanted to go to Jingsi Temple. It's Amitabha's birthday, and it's quite lively there. When I arrived at the temple, the lights and candles on the temple were brilliant, full of the voice of Buddha chanting, as if I had awakened a dream.

It was more than ten years ago, and Mr. S still wrote frequently. Mr. P heard that it had changed several times. The year before last, he received special tax from a special tax bureau, and there was no news since then. After a winter in Taizhou, there are four people in the family.

Taizhou is a mountain city, which can be said to be in a big valley. There is only one street two miles long.

On other roads, people are hardly seen during the day; It was dark at night. Occasionally, there is a little light in people's windows, and there are torches held by pedestrians; But that's very few.

we live at the foot of the mountain. Some are the wind in the pine forest on the mountain, and the shadows of birds in the sky.

I go there in late summer and leave in early spring, but it seems that I am always living in winter; But even in winter, it is not cold. We live upstairs, and the study faces the road; Someone talking on the road can be clearly heard.

However, because there are too few people walking, sometimes there is a voice, which sounds like it was sent from a distant wind, but it is unexpectedly outside the window. As strangers, we often just sit at home except going to school.

My wife is used to that loneliness, and she only stays with us. Although it is always winter outside, it is always spring at home.

once I went out to the street, when I came back, the big window in the kitchen downstairs was open, next to their mother and son. Three faces smiled at me with innocent smiles. It seems that Taizhou is empty, only the four of us; Heaven and earth are empty, and there are only four of us.

it was the tenth year of the Republic of China, and my wife had just come out from home, so she was at home. Now she has been dead for almost four years, but I still remember the shadow of her smile.

no matter how cold, windy and snowy, my heart is always warm when I think about it. 3. 3-word description

It's like snow. I stood on the steps in front of the door and looked up at the snowy sky, which was gray and muddy.

the snowflakes are lazily and leisurely floating. Before the falling snowflake could show her beauty, it was absorbed by the soil, leaving a shallow trace.

birds, one or two, occasionally gather in groups of three or five, making a noise and flying away, as if rushing to tell the news of snow. I think we should play a piece of music to set off such a wonderful scene.

Go back to the house, turn on the computer, bring up your favorite light music Liang Zhu, click on the loop, and go back to the front steps. Listen to the melodious music, watch the dancing snowflakes, and release the shallow romantic mood.

The snowflakes are getting denser and faster, as if in a hurry. The land is overwhelmed by the visit of snowflakes, and it is slowly covered with snowflakes, like a silver carpet, fluffy and soft.

The tree head outside the wall is like a bride to be married, stretching her graceful arms and waiting to put on a white wedding dress. Music is like a gentle stream, flowing through my heart and melting into the world of snow.

Snowflakes, like butterflies fluttering in music, are telling stories that have been passed down through the ages. Just like an angel falling from the earth, quietly and silently, he wants to give this noisy and restless world some holiness and some tranquility, and wants to wash every corner of this world with his life.

time and time again, it hurts to be persistent. Before long, everything was wrapped in silver.

I seem to be in another world, another time and space. Thoughts wander in the castle of snow, plug in the wings of imagination, experience the connotation of snow and analyze the connotation of snow.

"The flowers are flying all over the sky, and there is no pity for the red fragrance. The gossamer is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain. When it is bright and bright, it is hard to find it once it falls, and it is easy to see the flowers but hard to find them." These words suddenly jumped into my mind, cutting off my thoughts, like a soul out of its shell, and suddenly regained its place.

Romantic feelings are swept away and replaced by loss and sadness. Good times are always short-lived, but the beautiful scenery is hard to hide.

like years of water, countless vicissitudes. After setbacks and pains, I have formed a thick cocoon in my heart, which I call strong.

the flowers are similar from year to year, and people are different from year to year. Once, my heart was as pure as snow.

Now, my heart is as white and cold as snow. 4. The composition of scenery description 3

The spring girl on campus is coming.

She sent away the cold air in winter and walked into our campus with warm rain and sunshine. With her dexterous hands, she decorated the campus like a paradise, which was beautiful.

The grass on the playground, with the spring breeze blowing and the drizzle nourishing, lifted up its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Aunt Spring is good, Sister Spring Rain and Spring Breeze is good!" The sound of reading came from the classroom, accompanied by continuous drizzle, which made people feel particularly comfortable. At noon, the sun father-in-law sprinkled warm sunshine on the earth and mapped the school garden community like a kingdom of heaven, which was very beautiful.

Set off the luxuriously decorated school science building next to it like a palace in the sky. Look, pairs of butterflies are wing to wing in the bushes in Qi Fei, and flocks of dragonflies compete in the air like aeroplane stunts.

listen, "chirp", who is calling? Oh, it's a group of lively and clever birds, singing and competing in the long jump on the big tree that bid farewell to hibernation and sprouted small buds. After school, the students strolled in this environment of birds and flowers, enjoying the warm sunshine.

In front of the teaching building, some students have taken off their thick clothes and played the game of throwing sandbags. In the evening, the sound of reading on campus, the spring breeze blowing on your face, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers are intoxicating.

hundreds of swallows are neatly arranged on the cable, which seems to be holding a swearing-in meeting of the mosquito-killing war. The small trees on the roadside hold the gifts given to him by the spring rain, miss the time when they meet with the sun during the day, and grow with the night fog.

the spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers were so happy that they got carried away and danced the gentle Waltz's "Song of the Spring Breeze", with an extremely beautiful gesture.

Princess Stars in the sky flashed her small eyes as if to ask, "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me? " Ah! Campus spring scenery, a beautiful and charming landscape animation. 5. 3-word character description

He is 7 years old. He is not tall and thin, but he looks very energetic.

He has short hair, a pair of bright black eyes on his handsome face and a high nose like a carrot. People who have been to his house say that he has good features and is a good-looking boy.

My sister is very cute. She has been 3 months. A few days ago, it was my sister's centenary. My mother drove her baby sister to "Love You Baby" and took some photos.

My sister has a pair of small sparkling eyes, a bulging face and a very small mouth. She has a pair of lovely ears, and a pair of small hands clenched their fists and swayed from time to time.

look! That fleshy little foot, like a steamed bun, is so cute! I love my sister. My favorite classmate in our class is Geng Hao, a handsome boy. Look! He is not tall, but he looks stocky. His arms and legs are like mature corn cobs.

He likes to wear a coat without buttons. He said, "That will make him look more powerful." Geng Hao's head is round, his red face is round, and coincidentally, his shiny black eyes are round, too.

I like his smile best. When he smiles, his shiny black eyes turn into two curved crescent moons. His little red mouth loves telling jokes. His jokes always make us laugh before we laugh, and then the curved crescent moon appears again.

My father is the first mate of the ocean shipping company. He is tall, his yellowish hair naturally curls, his white square face is embedded with a pair of intelligent eyes, and his nostrils are particularly large under his high nose.

When I was young, I often looked at his nostrils and asked, "Dad, why are your nostrils so big?" He always answers with a smile; "Choose a horse with a big nose, because a horse with a big nose runs fast. Dad was a sprint champion at school when he was a child. Don't believe you ask your mother. "

At this time, my mother and I will look at his big nostrils and laugh. There is such a little boy in our class. He is not tall, his body is like a small tree, and his limbs are like twigs that have just grown.

His thin body supports a big head, which really makes people worry about whether his weak body can support it. His face is white, and the most striking thing is his big watery eyes, which are wide and round. Sometimes it really reminds people of the Monkey King's critical eyes in Journey to the West. People say, "The eyes are the windows to the soul."

His big head is full of rich knowledge, which is enviable. He also has a clever little mouth, red, and the songs he sings are very beautiful! Do you know him? Want to know who he is? He is Wang Yuxi in our class.

My cousin is five years old this year. Although she is only five years old, sometimes I can't tell her, so I have to give her three points. Cousin is very cute, with two dimples on her chubby face.

Sometimes when we smile at her, she will say, "I know what you are laughing at. You are laughing at my dimples." With that, he poked her dimples with chubby fingers, looking very proud.

The most attractive thing about my cousin is her eyes. Her black eyes are so big that they almost fill the whole eye, and they are dark as if they can't see the end. When she wants anything from you, she looks at you imploringly with her eyes, and your heart suddenly softens, so she will give you whatever she wants.

My father is a humorous person. My father is short, thin and fine, with white skin and dark hair, and his head is curly.