450-word front and side description composition

1. I like the river in my hometown. There is a river in front of my house. I remember when I was a child, my mother took me to the river to play. I pointed to the rushing water and asked curiously, "Mom, where did so much water come from?" Mom smiled and said, "This is the Tuhai River, which flows eastward into the sea?" Since then, the name "Tuhai River" has been deeply imprinted in my mind. I am like a small tree on the shore, full of rivers and flowing water. When spring came, I saw the reasonable ice and snow melt, and the branches of weeping willows by the river were particularly conspicuous. Slowly, pink peach blossoms also stand out from the south. We danced and sang on the beach covered with new green flowers. Summer has come, and the scenery on both sides of the river has become more beautiful. The river bank is full of trees, and the garden is full of melons and fruits. After school, we sometimes go swimming in the river, and when we are tired, we go to the melon garden to eat melons. Crispy melon and floral melon are very delicious. Sometimes we will help my mother wash clothes in the shade of the shore until dusk. The apple trees on the shore are gone. In autumn holidays, I always like to go to the orchard with my grandfather. When you are happy, go to the river to catch fish and touch shrimp. The river reflects a smiling face, and the autumn wind plays a harvest movement. In winter, the river is not lonely, facing the snowflakes flying all over the sky, we skate in the river together, which is very lively. I love the river in my hometown, and I love her all the year round. I love flowing water, I love the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait, and I love her even more.

2. Describe the front and side of people and things in 450 words. I like the river in my hometown.

There is a river in front of my house.

I remember when I was a child, my mother took me to the river to play. I pointed to the rushing water and asked curiously, "Mom, where did so much water come from?" Mother smiled and said, "This is the Tuhai River, which flows eastward into the sea?" Since then, the name "Tuhai River" has been deeply imprinted in my mind. I am like a small tree on the shore, growing with the flow of the river.

When spring came, I saw the reasonable ice and snow melt, and the tender buds stood out on the branches of weeping willows by the river. Slowly, pink peach blossoms also stand out from the branches. Swallows fly from the south and fly freely on the clear water. After school, we attended a grand flower party and danced and sang on the new green beach.

Summer is coming, and the scenery on both sides of the river is more beautiful. The riverbank is covered with trees, and the floodplain is covered with melons and fruits. After school, we sometimes go swimming in the river. When you are tired of swimming, go to the melon garden to eat melons. Crispy melon with white skin and melon with flower skin are delicious. Sometimes we will help my mother wash clothes in the shade of the river until the heat of the day is sent away at dusk.

Autumn has come, the fish and shrimp in the river have grown fat, and the apple trees on the shore have grown tall. In autumn holidays, I always like to go to the orchard with my grandfather. When you are happy, go to the river to catch fish and touch shrimp. The river reflects a smiling face, and the autumn wind plays a harvest movement.

Rivers in winter are not lonely. Facing the snowflakes flying all over the sky, we went skating in the river together, which was very lively.

I love the river in my hometown all the year round. I love flowing water and the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait. I love that she moistens the world on the shore with a trickle and brings people the joy of harvest.

Please let me explain. The composition should have a positive description and a 450-word brief description. Thank you, teacher. Please let me explain.

"Why did you come so late? Do you want to go to class? " Needless to say, this is the teacher's "mouth" again.

"Jingle bells ..." The alarm clock kept ringing in my ear, so I had to get up lazily. The red sun is rising in the east. On the road, the motor sound, horn sound and bell sound of cars and motorcycles flying by, accompanied by the bustling crowd, the whole town of Taihua immediately boiled up. The road was immediately crowded.

I'm in a hurry and the car is in a hurry. Soon the cars lined up in a dragon, and even a chicken could not fly. I think: there are more and more cars, and the road to school is blocked. I really don't know when to start. I have no choice but to wait. But waiting is not a good thing. I can't waste time. I have to go to school. I used my quick wits to see if there was a gap between cars, but I didn't find a way to save my life after thinking for a long time. Now even if it is 15 cm, I will try my best to achieve it. The sound of "beep, beep, beep" makes me deafening, the motor sound of motorcycle makes me panic, and the bell of bicycle makes me tremble. It's getting dark and I'm starting to worry. I am burning with anger. It seems that I can only wait there calmly, let the giants leave first, and then I can leave without any importance!

Five minutes later, I still stood there motionless, eight minutes passed, 10 minutes ... I was as anxious as ants on hot bricks, running around. After 20 minutes, the road finally calmed down. I had to go to school angrily and start my own business-11bus.

When I got to school, the teacher took a look at me first and said, "You might as well come at noon!" " ""I ... I ... "Ah, eating Huanglian is really dumb-there is unspeakable suffering. Helpless.

4. A 400-word artist who describes the composition of characters from the front and side.

One day my father and I went to his colleague's house, and I haven't met his colleague yet!

I was shocked when I entered the room. His house is over 90 square meters. The surroundings are spotless, and some famous calligraphy and painting are hung. I thought, "This uncle must be a very rich and clean artist".

Dad and I walked around again. We went to the study, and a big bookcase was filled with trophies and medals. There are many famous poems, classical books and four classical novels on the bookshelf. There are also some ancient musical instruments and so on. I thought, "Uncle must be a very powerful person, a person who is proficient in elegance, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Dad said, "We should go, too." My father and I went out of the gate, and I watched this land for a long time.

5. Composition of positive description and profile description: Today's weather is so warm that people seem to have returned to summer. I came to school and sat in my seat as usual. The students in the class were in a mess until the bell rang. A little quieter. There will be a new Chinese teacher today. There is a lot of discussion about this teacher and students. I heard from other teachers that this teacher is a beautiful woman, who seems to have just graduated from university, is a writer's association and a talented woman. The students held their own curiosity to guess what kind of person the new Chinese teacher was, and it was not until a light footstep fell that I caught my attention. This teacher is really beautiful and exquisite, but she looks more like a glass doll and is very cute. The new Chinese teacher is surnamed Xu. She is wearing a dark blue women's suit. I can see at a glance that the suit she is wearing is different from that of other teachers. She is wearing a suit, not a stewardess's suit. She wears a very beautiful pure white eye, which consolidates her knowledge. All the idioms that are good for a girl are searched out in my mind. When she came in, the students started talking about her again. Teacher Xu only wrote three big characters on the blackboard, Xu.

6. Write a composition with 300 words, 400 words and 500 words describing the front and side of the characters. I like rain and rain, because it is crystal clear and moistens the earth, but I prefer summer rain, whistling and intimacy. It is combined with the wind and an invisible force, just like a soldier, never afraid of any difficulties.

In summer, the sun always puts photos. The air is full of hot ghosts, and people who make fun of them make people sweat, even upset. Until it rains, I think there will always be an unspeakable feeling, which makes me feel suddenly relaxed, just like sitting at home and watching some thunder and lightning split the sky. Dark clouds immediately covered the sun and the sky, and then a thunderstorm began at the beginning of the symphony ensemble.

"boomed! Vigorous! " The scary thing is, crazy. Let me go. Let me go. It is not two drops of spring, but a million troops falling from the sky, washing the city full of fatigue and excitement.

Playing on the concrete floor seems to have endless energy and is divided into countless parts, just like fireworks in nature. Waterfall pond, the whole pond is boiling and jumping. Break dancing was once quietly reborn, just like there was no fault between water and water, and the whole world was dancing.

"nonsense!" That sounds very good. In the crazy disharmony, stop splashing, stop splashing, stop that indescribable beauty. Only nature has this ability. Soldiers never get tired and never fall down! After the emergence of the world combined with the voice of God, the world brand is new and unique. I like the rain in summer. He likes her enthusiasm. Her dance is full of infinite energy, as if she were born with the grace of God. This power will always inspire me. When I see the rain, I will be full of spiritual strength again, so that I am no longer afraid of any difficulties. I will stop me with rain like all obstacles.

I like the rain in summer. It's beyond description. I hope I can help you. Thank you for your adoption.

7. The composition describing the front and the composition describing the side are all autumn colors. "Autumn wind with autumn rain, cool night. It is whistling and the leaves are dancing. " Yes! Autumn wind is blowing, autumn rain is over, and autumn mother is busy putting golden clothes on the tree.

Climb high and see far, just like a vast "sea of gold", the autumn wind sweeps away, leaves fall in succession, and some dance like butterflies; Some fly like orioles; Some people spin lightly like dancers.

The fallen leaves on the ground are like a thick golden blanket. Autumn is not as vibrant as spring when flowers are in full bloom, but it is not as vibrant as summer when trees are shaded. But it attracts people with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits.

I love the bright moon in autumn; Love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in Yingze Park; Love to watch the uniform geese fly south; Love to see the clear Fenhe River reflecting the blue sky; I prefer to see pearl-like grains piled up in the granary and heavy apples covered with branches. In autumn, chrysanthemums stand upright against the wind, graceful and proud.

There are red, white, yellow, purple and pink.

Colorful, make autumn look beautiful. There is not such a saying that "chrysanthemum is not preferred among flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless."

In autumn, towering mountains are covered with red leaves, which are like flames and sunset clouds, and seem to disdain cold and autumn. It's really "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers". How can this beautiful autumn color not be liked? When we enter autumn, the ears of rice, sunflowers, apples, grapes, corn and sorghum are all ripe, and the beautiful wild chrysanthemums also fragrant the narrow paths in the fields.

The ears of rice are ripe, and the golden face is like beautiful gold, shining in the sun. When sunflowers are ripe, they all bow their heads as if they were walking with their backs bent.

The apples were cooled by the autumn wind, and everyone put on a red cotton-padded jacket, as if red lanterns were hung on every branch. Cut off every branch.

Grapes were also cooled by the autumn wind, and they were all covered with a purple robe, as if grapes were also cooled by the autumn wind, and they were all covered with a purple robe, just like beautiful purple pearls. How beautiful these strings are! Corn happily holds the red tassel, as if forgetting the troubles of a summer. Sorghum blushed and smiled as if she had been praised by others.

Wild chrysanthemums are also very fragrant in autumn. I walked on the narrow path in the field and gently smelled the fragrance of wild chrysanthemum, which was as beautiful as roses, honeysuckle, morning glory and cactus flowers. Autumn, there are golden ears of rice, autumn, there are golden ears of rice, shiny sunflowers, red apples, purple grapes, yellow corn, red sorghum, so beautiful! Ah! How colorful autumn is! How glorious you are! How noble you are! You are not only a beautiful season, but also a harvest season.

I want to thank autumn, because autumn brings us food and fills the world with beauty. Ah! How wonderful you are in autumn! Today is the sunset. After dinner, my friends and I are playing in the yard. We played for a while. When we are tired of playing, we lie on the soft beach and look at the sky. Suddenly, a sunset glow floated into my sight. I looked around and saw more sunsets. I looked at it carefully and found that it was like many things.

Some sunset clouds are like an old hen, the chicks are covered with yellow feathers, and the sunset clouds behind them are like a vicious dog. Suddenly, the hen turned and pecked the evil dog and drove it away. Some sunset clouds are like a dozen horses. They fly on the Yuan Ye and seem to run faster than anyone else. After a while, a horse crossed the finish line first. It is the strong in the group and the leader in the group. I think in life, no matter what you do, you must strive to be the first and not lag behind others.

Some sunset clouds are like children playing together. They sometimes swim in the river. Sometimes picking up stones by the river; Sometimes they wrestle in the shade, sometimes they pick fruit on the tree ... they have a good time. The sunset glow is so beautiful that I didn't notice it before! In the early morning, in grandpa's yard, a silvery birdsong awakened the sleeping earth.

I opened my blindfolded eyes, put on my clothes and went to grandpa's farmhouse. I looked up at the sky. The sky in the east was a fish-belly white, and the small courtyard gradually became active against the rising sun.

Look, the rooster held his head high, straightened his chest, strode up the courtyard wall and shouted "wow, wow"; Birds stand in the treetops, chirping like happy notes; Smoke curled up from the chimney, so warm, I think grandma must have started cooking. After breakfast, the sun has risen very high.

The yard suddenly lit up. Peony, rose, Clivia ..... one by one to meet the sunshine and compete to open.

Peony flowers are blooming brightly, like the bright smiling faces of children. Red, yellow and pink roses are dancing in the breeze, just like a graceful girl.

Clivia is in full bloom in the corner, but it doesn't make public, as if to show its gentlemanly demeanor. There is an apricot tree in the middle of the yard, which looks so tall and straight among the flowers. It stretches the notes hard.

On the branch, the small oval leaves are green. Pushing away the dense leaves, I also saw small apricots, like beating little hearts, showing us its exuberant vitality.

What surprised me even more was that a small drop of water hung on each tip of a clump of bamboo at the gate of the yard. I asked grandpa why every bamboo leaf was hung with crystal dew.

Grandpa told me that bamboo absorbs water as much as possible at night to meet the needs of growth until it reaches the tip of the leaf. I suddenly realized that this thick green color is the embodiment of its vitality.

Time gradually arrived at noon, and in the moist earthy atmosphere, I smelled a burst of fragrant fragrance. Looking up, it turned out to be floating down from the locust tree outside the yard.

White Sophora japonica is covered with branches, like a silver mountain. It's really "like the spring breeze, thousands of trees bloom at night"! The buzz of bees adds vitality to the yard.

This is grandpa's yard, a vibrant yard! Look carefully! This is 4 articles! Don't speculate.

8. Write a 500-word composition, including a brief introduction and a positive description. Life is like a piece of paper, and everyone has a glorious page that belongs to everyone.

Whether colorful or plain, only we can write our life on this paper. There have been laughter and tears on this paper; There are ups and downs, there are ups and downs.

However, on the piece of paper that belongs to me, there is one of hers. She is my primary school teacher. In my impression, she is not a particularly excellent teacher. Like ordinary teachers, she cares about her students very much and makes selfless contributions all the time.

When I was that silly girl who just entered school and didn't know anything, it was her who greeted me. I only remember that day she took my hand and walked into the ocean of knowledge, and I was deeply attracted by the boundless ocean from then on.

At that time, I wanted to swim across the ocean and go ashore alone. However, in that small mistake, I almost gave up this dream.

It was she who helped me regain that confidence and made me a person who would not give up easily no matter what difficulties I encountered on the road of life. That year, I was just in the third grade, and I couldn't stand any difficulties in my smooth life journey.

However, life is really like a game. It always plays jokes on us. Just as I was intoxicated with the honor of the first place, the second mid-term exam left an indelible dark mark on a piece of paper.

I can't face the arrogant me. I was blind, and in the later days, I began to cram crazily, but things didn't go as I expected.

My grades didn't go up all the way, but dropped to 87 points. Finally, she talked to me. She told me to walk step by step and not to be too impatient.

It's like learning to crawl first, then learning to walk. I shook my head. I don't quite understand what the teacher said. I asked her, "Teacher, how should I learn to crawl first?" I only remember that she smiled and said, "You should review from the most basic content. You are just too impatient, so you will be self-defeating.

You should walk slowly step by step, which is good for you! "I finally understand, according to her method I succeeded, I cheered, I jumped for joy. At this time, I found that she, who had been silently supporting me behind my back, also smiled happily.

Although what happened between me and her was not so touching, without her, there would be no me today. Teacher, what a sacred profession! We are very happy today because of it.

9. Portrait Writing 500 Portrait Writing I am a landscape. Everyone lives in the world and exists in the vast universe, no more than others and no less than others.

Miracles always happen to you and me. This miracle exists because of life. In a sense, life is a landscape. The inscription set the time on a sunny afternoon.

When the sun shines quietly in the corner of the room, I walk to a piano. In the air, the dust is flying, I face the sunshine, close my eyes and gently play one song after another.

My friends are clamoring for me to play for them. My heart is full of joy and I have to pretend to be a little shy. At the end of the song, I got applause from them and myself.

My little vanity was satisfied. In front of that piano, I am a beautiful scenery.

Many people like reading very much, and I am no exception. In that small bedroom, there are enough books: on the bed, on the bookshelf, in the cupboard, on the piano ... I choose one at random and sit at my desk and study it carefully, fascinated by it. Sometimes, I even leave a tear or two for the touching pictures in the book. As soon as I sat down, it was a seemingly empty morning, but it was actually very fulfilling. I always feel that the thick ink in the book tempts me between the lines.

In my opinion, the knowledge of textbooks learned in school is too little, just a window to open the world for us. The books on the bookshelf can "compete for freedom in all kinds of frost" and open up a world of their own. At first, faced with a shelf of books, I felt at a loss.

Now, my concentration in front of the book is enough to change this phenomenon. I turned pages and pages, and my taste was low over and over again. What an intoxicating state! Before those good works, I am a focused landscape.

Tired of the noise of the city, I really want to go out for a walk. After a hot and humid dream, we came to the countryside.

Grass is green, take a deep breath, just like chewing grass; The wheat waves are rolling and can be seen everywhere. Yes, I like it here very much. I imagine myself as a shepherdess, following and rushing flocks of lambs, and my heart is full of leisure and pride.

I think I have a heart yearning for beauty and nature. How many novels, essays and poems come from this beautiful country! Standing on the narrow path and staring, I am thoughtful ... I feel very happy.

I am a natural landscape in the countryside.

10. I like rainy days. Do you prefer sunny or rainy days? If I say I like rainy days, then I think many people will say, "Are you crazy? This kind of question is also asked! What is good about rainy days? It is wet everywhere. How inconvenient it is to go out? " Yes, rainy days are not good, but I still hope it rains every day.

My father gave it to me. My father is the stationmaster of the town forestry station. He has nothing to do on weekdays, reading newspapers and drinking tea.

But several forest fires since last year have completely disrupted my father's life. Besides, my father seems to be neurotic. As soon as he hears the phone, he will jump out of his chair.

We all make fun of dad. Laughing at him is a bit of a fuss. Dad admitted that he was too nervous! But if * * * rings again, dad will jump up again.

Hey! Who can blame this? Isn't it the fault of those who use fire casually in the wild? I remember once, the whole family ate together, chatted for a while and then went back to their rooms to sleep. I don't know how long it took, but that urgent phone call pulled me out of my dream. I vaguely heard the sound of someone coming downstairs, then the door opened, the door closed and the motorcycle motor.

Soon, everything was calm again, and I had another sweet dream ... I woke up the next morning and found that only my mother was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. Hey, why don't you see dad? On weekdays, who gets up first is dad? But today ... I can't help asking, "Mom, where's Dad?" Mother said softly, "Your father went to put out the fire again last night. He didn't come back until four o'clock in the morning and was still sleeping.

Keep your voice down and let your father sleep more! ""Oh, no wonder, I heard someone go downstairs last night. I thought it was a dream! " "By the way, where is the fire?" "Dongshan village! It seems that a local villager burns ash in the mountains to make fertilizer during the day and still burns it at night. Besides, the mountains are really dry these days, and the flames burn when the wind blows. Fortunately, I found that the rescue was early, and then it was really unimaginable! " Mother said earnestly.

After a while, my father came downstairs. I was surprised to find that my father lost an eyebrow and a bunch of hair in front of him, as if he had been bitten by a mouse. This must be a souvenir of last night's fire fighting! Looking at my father's funny appearance, I laughed until tears came out. But dad still doesn't know what I'm laughing at. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and said hoarsely, "Silly boy, what's the happy event in the early morning!" " ""Of course there are happy events. We have a single-browed warrior in our family, haha! "... but to my surprise, in the days after that, my father was seldom as energetic as before. From time to time, I find that he is missing a few locks of hair or holes in his clothes, but it is often on sunny days.

Students, do you understand why I like rainy days now? Here, I sincerely appeal to you to pay attention to the use of fire in the wild for the happiness of thousands of families in Qian Qian.