Write a 200-word composition about riverside scenery.

1. The picture of the riverside scenery is more than 200 words. In spring, beautiful flowers, red, blue and pink, spread along the river ... There are many willows planted by the river, and the long willow branches sway in the wind, combing the long green hair like a gentle girl.

In summer, many people come to the big tree by the river to enjoy the cool, and the cicadas on the tree keep singing, as if singing a beautiful song to the people enjoying the cool.

Every tree by the river has fallen leaves in autumn, like a golden carpet. Although there are only trunk and branches left in a tree, they still stand straight there, protected from the storm.

In winter, there is heavy snow. Snowflakes on the ground are like white carpets, and falling snowflakes fall on the ground like cotton. Children are having snowball fights and making snowmen in the heavy snow. Some people are sweeping the snow.

About 200 words in the evening, I went for a walk by the river and found that the green trees by the river had changed into beautiful autumn clothes.

The autumn wind dyed the original green, and the leaves with light yellow, dark yellow and red edges fell gently from time to time, spinning in the air, turning around and falling leisurely on the banks and rivers.

I walked along the river bank, and the wind brought attractive fragrance. The osmanthus flowers in front are in full bloom. There are deep yellow golden laurel and light yellow silver laurel. Flowers the size of rice grains quietly open under the leaves and smell fragrant. I stood under the tree, greedily breathing intoxicating fragrance, and I was intoxicated by this sweet floral fragrance.

It's getting dark A full moon is like a jade plate, hanging high in the sky. The soft moonlight shines on the river, the breeze blows, and the water is sparkling, as if countless fish are jumping there.

The autumn colors by the river are so charming.

3. Write a clip: "Beautiful scenery by the lake in the evening" is more than 200 words. I was alone on the road in the early morning, tilting my head and breathing the smell of the lake. The spirituality of youth flies wildly in my mind. At the beginning of a long life, I long for an attachment, just like the beauty of this mellow water, which has infiltrated my eager heart.

The lake is still lying in a beautiful melody. Soft light, still water and wind load are the sources of melody inspiration. If the woven tourists are rhythmic notes on the lake, then the reflection of the green hills and the flash of the lake are the most beautiful dance steps on the lake. The green willows on the shore are like songs, and the green lotus in the water is like poetry. I yearn for the beauty that can be poetically empowered. She is an unforgettable poem. I

Maybe she just belongs to a part of my life, or maybe it's just a passing encounter.

I was amazed at the seamless integration of sunshine, lakes, green hills and trees on her, without any affectation. It would be more appropriate to set her off with the phrase "natural carving, clear water produces hibiscus"

Her beauty is not only a landscape in the eyes of ordinary people, but also a temperament derived from life from her every move and smile.

Life, like water, can be dull; Life is like wine, which can be dry and mellow. The lake is water, and the lake is like wine. In the eyes of ordinary people, the clarity of the lake can still be vigorous and make him intoxicated.

This soft water has penetrated into every corner of the city. Alleys, streets, wooden doors, tall buildings, overpasses and villas have all been integrated with this deep water. After dinner, people are talking about the West Lake. Under the big tree, people are talking about it. Putting a square table, pouring a few pots of hometown wine, a few side dishes and a plate of tofu, this street life, which is gradually away from the hustle and bustle of the city, is also being picked up by people.

I am immersed in endless meditation and savor the charm of Jiangnan water town a little. The love in my heart is rippling endlessly. Vaguely, I was half asleep, waiting to meet that part of my life again in my dream.

I suddenly looked up and found myself sleeping on the stone bench by the lake for a long time.

There is a small river in my hometown, where the river is clear and beautiful.

In spring, everything is revived and flowers are in full bloom. The ice on the river melted under the warm sunshine, and the two sides showed a vibrant scene. Children can pick wild flowers and play hide-and-seek by the river, which is very interesting.

In summer, the red sun lingers in the air, so hot that cicadas bark and dogs stick out their tongues. At this time, the lotus leaves in the river have become greener and the lotus flowers are in full bloom. The powder is as white as jade, especially beautiful against the lotus leaf, and the small fish play freely under the lotus leaf.

In autumn, the flowers and leaves on the trees on both sides of the river bank wither. There are many fruits on the tree, including red apples, Huang Chengcheng pears and red persimmons. Under the baptism of autumn rain, the fruit has become particularly attractive.

In winter, the river freezes and snowflakes fall in succession. After a while, the river becomes very clear, and you can't tell which is the river and which is the land. Children have snowball fights and make snowmen in the thick snow. Snow suddenly became a playground for children.

Ah! I like this river in my hometown because it brings us joy every day. I want to be a small fish, live in this river and play happily. You are a pupil! )

Write a composition of about 200 words about seaside scenery. I like blue. If I love my dog, I like big sea and the sky. I like Haitian best because it can reflect the influence of going out to sea. Because the sea is blue, the sky is infected by the sea and turned blue, without a trace of noise. I like this clean blue.

I always say I like the sea, but my true memory of the sea is fragmented. This summer vacation, I came to Hainan, and finally I can listen to the sea breeze in my ear to awaken my love for the sea.

Although the beach is sunny and the sea breeze is cool during the day, I always feel too dull, so I like the beach at night.

Walking by the sea, the sea breeze blows my hair. Silver waves, wave after wave, came to the beach and broke the silence of summer. I seem to see the sea god written by Grandma Bing Xin: "She dragged a white dress and a blue dress, with a comb of crescent moon on her head and a wreath of stars hanging on her chest, flying gracefully over Yu Haibo ..."

In the sky, the moon hangs obliquely on the horizon, and the soft moonlight falls down, shining on the silver beach and waves of waves. The stars twinkled on the horizon and smiled at the silver wave doll.

Wave dolls are very naughty. He ran lightly ashore and scratched your little feet. When you looked at him angrily, he seemed to realize his mistake, ran back to the arms of mother Hai and looked at you nervously. Then quietly holding a bunch of colorful shells in front of you, luring you to the mysterious sea, and then holding your hand, taking you closer to the sea. "Wow" a big wave came, and you suddenly became a "drowned rat". Wave doll saw your mess and ran back to mother Hai's arms with a gleeful smile. At this time, you have to shake your head, because wave dolls are always so naughty.

Bo Wawa is also an excellent musician. He gently stroked the spun yarn on the silver beach with his slender hands and played a soft "Fantasia of Summer". That beautiful and elegant music makes you intoxicated for a long time and hard to extricate yourself. The sound of the sea wind, accompanied by Lang Doll's Summer Fantasy, evokes your love for the sea.

The waves bloom around you, the sea breeze dances in your ear, the moonlight shines gently on you, and then look up at the smiling stars on the horizon.

On a moonlit night, it is undoubtedly a wonderful thing to walk by the sea on the waves.

6. This composition is about 200 words, at the beautiful lake. Today, I walked along a quiet path. There are many maple leaves on both sides of the path. As soon as the wind blows, the leaves on the tree fall. Soon, the path was covered with red leaves, and it was really good to step on it.

There is a lake at the end of the path. The lake is very flat and the wind is very soft ... Standing on the shore and watching the scenery, the first thing that catches your eye is the crystal clear lake. A gust of wind blew, blue waves rippled on the lake, and naughty waves beat the rocks on the shore.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but pick up a stone and throw it at the center of the lake, which immediately aroused ripples. The water is very clear, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with the word "crystal clear".

I saw clusters of green water plants, like soft ribbons and hard silver needles, curling lightly on the water for a while and stretching outward for a while, forming a beautiful picture. On the shore of Hunan, the autumn wind is bleak, and the golden maple leaves are fluttering and spreading, which is very spectacular, in stark contrast to the calm lake surface. I can't help admiring: "How beautiful!" When the sun sets, the lake is golden, and the setting sun is reflected in the green lake, flashing with microwaves and sparkling, which reminds me of an ancient poem: "A round of setting sun is sprinkled in the water, half the river is rustling and half the river is red."