A composition describing my courtyard

In study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. Still at a loss for composition? The following is a composition (generally 10 articles) that I carefully compiled to describe my family’s courtyard. It is for reference only. You are welcome to read it. Essay describing my courtyard 1

My family has a spacious courtyard. It is a friend to whom I can confide my grievances when I am angry or sad, and a partner who adds fun to me when I am bored and leisurely...

In the small courtyard filled with warm spring, the scenery is picturesque, Pomegranate flowers, hydrangea flowers, apricot flowers...you won't let me, I won't let you, they bloom one after another like a rush. Look, how charming those winter jasmine flowers are! The spring flowers have already bloomed a lot, and the branches and leaves are crowded together, like naughty little dolls. The petals of winter jasmine are bright yellow, divided into two layers, each with six petals. When you touch it, it feels soft, soft and very smooth. And its stamens also have unique characteristics. In the middle are rows of soft thorns, short, yellow with a little bit of white. The leaves of winter jasmine are green and jagged, and the leaves are prickly to the touch, making my hands itchy. The branches are long and dense, like Rapunzel stretching her bright, green hair. Once you smell it, the fragrance will penetrate your nostrils and you will be immersed in the fragrance of the flowers.

The camellias in the east corner are also eye-catching. Its petals are layered, soft and elastic. The whole flower is tightly wrapped and very strong. Look, the dewdrops on the petals are rolling playfully, and the flowers are dancing gently in the spring breeze. On the branch on the upper right, there are six flower buds, some spit out a ray of red, some are in bud, and some are still wearing tight green clothes. With the green leaves as a backdrop, the camellias look even more beautiful. They desperately sucked the spring dew and showed off their graceful dancing postures; some were hanging on the waist branches, with their mouths open, singing about the arrival of spring with sweet voices; some covered half of their faces with green leaves, looking very shy , seems to be playing hide and seek with me...

Looking at these beautiful and comfortable scenery, smelling the refreshing fragrance, I feel that I am one of the flowers, wearing a golden dance skirt, Float in the wind and dance gracefully. The wind stopped, I stopped dancing and bathed in the warm sunshine. The bird flew over and chirped, as if to say how beautiful its song was. The butterfly flew over and turned several times, as if to say how beautiful its clothes were.

A burst of laughter woke me up, and then I remembered that I was admiring the flowers in the courtyard. I couldn't help but sigh: "I love my courtyard!" Essay describing my courtyard 2 < /p>

"A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse." My home is at No. 198 Shizhou Avenue in Huangniba. Although the yard is not large, it is very inviting.

In spring, the trees just grow a little new? , but the grass has been inlaid with all kinds of flowers, the white ones are pure and flawless, the yellow ones are bright and dazzling, the red ones are passionate, the blue ones are steady and fresh, and the pink ones are petite and cute. Sometimes, passers-by are attracted by this charming scene and rush over to visit.

In summer, the flowers faded, but this did not affect the tree. It was another year older and the leaves grew densely. The "unsitable" grass on the ground "comes" everywhere, it is green, but the green is also regular, light green, emerald green, dark green, and even blue-green, everyone is crowded together, it is so lively!

In autumn, fallen leaves rub against the ground, sweeping the ground that has just been washed by the autumn rain. Red with yellow, yellow with green. The brown tree trunk is "beaten by weather", but it is still standing there, with a few "little guys" hanging on it who are still unwilling to leave. Under the tree is a well-proportioned carpet. Walking on it feels like walking on a trampoline. The grass has some history and is beginning to turn yellow, like an ancient book. The grass and trees are withered, but the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming. They are small and crowded together in small groups. The light yellow and green match, and they can emit such a refreshing fragrance. Not to mention "the fragrance spreads for ten miles", at least the whole yard They are all immersed in this light fragrance.

In winter, looking from a distance, the grass is yellow and green, and the branches are twisting and turning, just like an ink painting, with dry and thick ink vigorously outlining the branches of the tree. If it falls, the tree will be covered with a layer thicker than itself, making it crumbling and making people sweat.

The needle-like leaves of the iron tree can sting your hands, but if there is one layer, you will feel that the moving body does not seem to match its character.

In the early morning, there was a cold air in the air, and it was wet. The small raindrops dripping from the grass tips followed the "slide" and fell into the soil. Occasionally, there were a few hurried figures on the road. Pass. Finally, the sun jumped up into the sky little by little, parted the clouds, stood at the highest point, and gave you warmth without any inferiority. There are small ponds everywhere on the paths in the yard, and children jump across them to go to school. The adults also smiled and walked slowly to work. The birds can no longer wait, jumping on the branches and singing about the infinite beauty of the morning...

Evening and morning are a completely different scene. The sun dyed the sunset red, from red to pink, gradually becoming seamless. On the basketball court in the yard, young men were sweating profusely; on the path, adults were pushing sleeping children and chatting happily. The wind washes away the heat, blowing from all directions, mixed with a kind of fragrance, I don't know if it is the fragrance of earth or the fragrance of flowers. Lying on the grass, the grass quietly teases you, close your eyes and only hear the singing of cicadas...

There is a pavilion at the end of the path, with historical stories carved on the walls, and the fitness equipment is rusty The dog squeaked, as if telling an ancient story, and the dog hidden behind the tree barked a few times. I was immersed in this beautiful picture... Essay 3 describing my courtyard

Spring It is a season of revival for all things, and my small courtyard has also changed under the caress of the spring breeze and the nourishment of the spring rain.

In the center of the courtyard, the grass sprouted new buds, as if the earth was covered with new green clothes. The pink begonia flowers all over the tree are in bloom, and the light yellow stamens are so pretty when you get closer! Not to be outdone, the peach trees in the small courtyard competed with the begonia flowers, blooming beautiful little flowers, some of which looked like shy little girls, showing their pink faces.

On the east side of the courtyard, many vegetables are planted, including greens, garlic, lettuce, etc. They grow particularly lush under the moisture of spring rain, and small crystal clear dewdrops roll on the green leaves. . There is a big red maple next to the vegetables, like a warrior guarding them. The leaves of the red maple become fiery red with the arrival of spring. Up close, the leaves of the red maple look like open chickens. Claw, so much fun!

On the west side of the courtyard, there is a small pavilion made of wood. The pavilion is covered with wisteria. When spring comes, the originally withered wisteria sprouts new buds and blooms with small lavender flowers. . When the weather is nice, our family sits together in the pavilion, makes a pot of tea, and chats about home life. It is very comfortable.

In spring, my yard is full of life and vitality. I like to look for the traces of spring and feel the breath of spring in my yard. Essay 4 describing my courtyard

My courtyard is neither luxurious nor well-organized, but gives people a plain atmosphere. The east side of the yard is a place for growing vegetables, and the walls are lined with white tiles. In the southwest corner is the bathroom. There are several pots of flowers placed in the northeast corner.

In spring, Dad first turned over the ground and divided it into several pieces. Then, mother sprinkles loofah seeds, cucumber seeds and radish seeds. I found some sunflower poles and inserted them not far from the wall. Mom brought the rope and tied the pole. In this way, our farming work will be completed.

In summer, the ground is covered with flowers and grass. I couldn't bear to remove them. But for the food in that place, I can only do this. After a month or two, the loofah stand was covered with loofah seedlings, with many small light yellow flowers blooming on them, which were extremely beautiful. The cucumber stand is also full of light yellow flowers. Some cucumbers are almost grown up. Sometimes I would keep an eye on a little one, but when I reach out and grab it, it will hurt my hand, and I can only covet it. The small leaves sprouting from the radish field, at a glance, is really a green world.

In autumn, as long as mom brings a few big bags. I knew my mother was going to pull out the carrots. Every time I help my mother pull it out. Every time I get a hand full of mud. Whenever my mother was cooking, I would pick a few loofahs or cucumbers. Sometimes I secretly eat a cucumber!

It is foggy in the winter morning, and the pots of flowers in the yard are covered with dew. It looks like a flower has been given a bath. When it snows, I stand in the yard and catch the snowflakes one by one with my hands. It melts every time it falls on my hands.

Sometimes I dance in the snow, and snowflakes fall on my hair, arms, feet, and clothes. I simply become a snow girl dancing in the snow.

In the eyes of others, this farmhouse may be worthless. But in my eyes, it cannot be bought with any amount of money. Because it brings me endless happiness. I have lost too many things in the past, and I will not let this small courtyard be lost again. Essay 5 describing my courtyard

"The courtyard is full of music and songs under the willows, and the sisters swing among the flowers..."

As soon as you walk into the courtyard of my house, you will be fascinated by the fragrance of the courtyard. The roses on the wall are blooming in full bloom, and they are in full bloom. Two tall cherry blossom trees are like parasols, with branches and leaves stretching outward. Between the leaves, there are occasional golden spots falling on the grass; the other two cherry blossom trees are like parasols. Although the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is not as tall as the cherry blossom tree, it stands tall and tall with lush branches and leaves. We always choose to sit beside it to enjoy the coolness; two pots of petite jasmine flowers are exhaling their own fragrance, which can be compared with the gardenias next to it. ; That lilac flower blooms so beautifully, with slender buds, exquisite heart, and a faint fragrance. Every time I pass by it, I always feel that it is smiling at me.

I can’t bear to step into that green grassland, which is as green as jade. What I like most is the wall of rose flowers beside the grassland. They bloom in various colors, the pink one looks like a girl from the countryside; the red one looks like a delicate princess; the crimson one looks like a proud queen; the yellow one looks like a shy little girl... Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, this green grassland is full of beauty. My sister and I had an infinitely happy childhood. The two of us sat on the floor, savoring the fragrance of books, and we swung on the swing, dancing like butterflies. What I like most is listening to the cicadas all over the tree, climbing to the top of the cherry blossom tree, sitting quietly and looking into the distance...

"The courtyard is full of green shade as the sun sets. Flowers are flying on the ground..." I moved my beloved guzheng under the cherry blossom tree, made a pot of good tea for my father, and played the melodious sound of the guzheng. My sister snuggled next to her father and listened to him reading ancient poems and Song lyrics. This yard, full of vitality and intoxicatingly beautiful, was the happiest place in my childhood with my sister! Essay 6 describing my courtyard

My courtyard is not big, but it is very eye-catching in spring.

It is not big, only green plants everywhere. When spring comes, the courtyard is full of spring. As soon as you enter, you will feel the greenery rushing towards you. The trees are tall, thick and lush. The trunk is so thick that it takes several people to hold it. The sunlight covered by the branches and leaves casts scattered shadows through some gaps, giving people a confusing and beautiful feeling.

The flowers planted in the courtyard bloomed one after another, competing for beauty: some raised their heads and looked at them with disdain; some were unremarkable, as if they were indifferent to the world; some had not bloomed yet, with their little heads hanging down. But it has already begun to emit a fragrance. The ones that rank first among the flowers must be those red peonies that look quite proud. They always stand tall and upright, with their heads raised high, looking down at the flowers. The aura that comes with that day makes other flowers afraid to raise their heads.

The low bushes were gathered there in clusters, as if there was some activity going on; a breeze blew by, the grass bent down, and the flowers nodded slightly. After the wind blew, everything became calm again.

Although all these are so short-lived, they can still be captured. The willow tree stretched out her "long hair" and reflected her figure in the water. That soft waist seemed to be dancing in the next second. Butterflies strolling among the flowers are like a finishing touch.

Although my courtyard is not large, it can preserve the whole spring! I like my small courtyard. Essay 7 describing my small courtyard

My small courtyard My small courtyard is not big, more than twenty meters from east to west and more than ten meters from north to south. To the east are two auxiliary rooms and a gate with a door opening. To the west of the auxiliary rooms and the gate is an activity venue and screen wall, and to the west is a small vegetable garden.

The small vegetable garden grows leeks, lettuce, green onions, spring onions, fragrant wheat, Chinese cabbage, rapeseed, coriander and other leafy vegetables, as well as eggplants, peppers, beans, lentils, lentils, Cucumbers, loofah and other fruits and vegetables all look juicy and lush. My favorites are loofah, lentils, cucumbers, green onions, and lettuce.

My parents have a tight schedule at work, so sometimes they don’t want to cook for breakfast, so they just boil a few pickled eggs, split a few slices of tender lettuce, cut a handful of thin green onions, spread some sweet bean sauce on the flatbread, and roll them in, which is convenient and saves trouble. , and delicious.

Only a dozen cucumbers are planted, but more than ten can be picked every day. The flowers on the top are thorny, very fresh and crisp, and they are also good to eat raw. Lentil vines climb all over the wall, and clusters of purple flowers bloom every day, which is particularly beautiful. Several loofahs were planted behind the screen wall, and we climbed up to the side room through some wires. The wires provided a shade under which we rested and played chess. There are also two plants planted in the flower pond in front of the main house. The luffa vines climb to the roof through the iron wire, and the leaves cover a large area, which not only harvests the luffa, but also cools the indoor temperature. On the west side of the courtyard, there are two toon trees, a grape, a pomegranate, a peach tree, as well as roses, winter jasmine, honeysuckle, peony, bunch of reds, gladiolus, etc. There are always flowers from spring to autumn. bloom. My courtyard is lush and green, with fragrant flowers and fruits. I love my little courtyard! Essay 8 describing my courtyard

My courtyard is unique all year round. The front yard is filled with various vegetables, and the backyard is filled with many flowers, which are fragrant and colorful. Two fruit trees have become their patron saints.

Let’s talk about the front yard first. This is really a paradise for vegetables. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, all the vegetables you can think of are available here. Look! The scaffolding is hung with gourds in an orderly manner, one, two, three, four, five, six. Add one more to become the seven gourd brothers! There is a row of tomatoes planted next to the shed, each one with a red face, waiting for you to pick; a row of green bell peppers hiding among the green leaves; a few scattered purple eggplants like elves in these "red" The interspersed "lanterns" and "green lanterns" are really beautiful. These vegetables provide a safe haven for our family’s green dining table.

I like this front yard full of vegetables, but I love this pleasant backyard even more, where flowers are fragrant all year round. look! Gypsophila, also called the five-pointed star flower, likes to climb up around the stems of other plants. I built a shelf for it, and it climbed up around the shelf, naturally forming a huge "green planet" , the "planet" is dotted with "five-pointed stars", dancing in the wind, gracefully and movingly. Not to be outdone, the tuberoses under the "Green Planet" bloom in full bloom in the evening, as if they are having a beauty contest. In the evening, I will take my puppy to the flowers, smell the fragrance, and feel relaxed and happy. My puppy likes to hide in the flowers and play hide-and-seek with me. No matter how I call it, it will not come out. , it must also be deeply attracted by the scent of tuberose, which is the happiest moment of my day. There is also the impatiens that I personally planted. Every summer, it blooms with a smile on its face, blooming to its fullest, colorful, red, purple, white, pink... The breeze blows, and the impatiens dance like a group of colorful butterflies.

There are two fruit trees in my backyard, which bear fruits that make me greedy. When I got up this morning, I found another bird's nest on the date tree. It turns out that the birds also like my backyard!

If you come to my house to play, you will definitely like my yard! Essay 9 describing my courtyard

When I walked out of the house, the clean and tidy courtyard came into my eyes again. Although I was already familiar with it, I still thought it was beautiful here.

There is a large area of ??colorful flowers planted in the flower bed in front of the house, including camellia, longevity flower, azalea... Spring is here, and the flowers are in full bloom, a riot of purple and red. As soon as you open the door, you can smell the fragrance of Fudu.

There is a tall orange tree in the yard. In autumn, the tree is covered with small golden lanterns. They are the sweetest oranges I have ever tasted. There is a birdhouse in the tree, where several ponies and mother birds live. The mother bird is feeding bugs to the little birds! The little birds chirped quietly, as if they were singing when they were full!

There are several stone tiles and a stone table in the middle of the yard. I go home from school every day and do my homework here. After finishing your homework, you can still play and play with your friends here, so happy!

There is a grape outside the yard, which my father and I planted a few years ago. In autumn, the trees are filled with bunches of colorful, sweet and sweet grapes. When we distributed the grapes to our neighbors, the tribesmen praised our vines for being well planted. After expressing their gratitude to us, they happily took the grapes home and shared them with their families.

I love my small courtyard because it is full of vitality and intoxicating! Essay 10 describing my family's courtyard

I was born in an inconspicuous small village. The unique atmosphere of my hometown has influenced me. I love my hometown and my family's courtyard even more.

My family lives in a bungalow. Although my small courtyard is not large, it is very beautiful and has different scenery throughout the year. As spring approaches, my yard is also full of life. The bare branches of the persimmon trees are beginning to turn green, and the small willow trees as tall as me are also sprouting new buds. The grass stretched and slowly emerged from the ground, and the little swallow also brought the news of spring. The big locust tree in the neighboring yard stretches into my yard, which means "the garden is full of spring scenery and can't be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." It's a pity that it's not red apricot. On summer nights, our family enjoys the cool under the eaves, eating watermelon and enjoying the concert brought by the wind. We can see many stars in the yard. The stars blinked as if talking to me. Autumn is here, and the "little lanterns" on the persimmon trees light up, but the leaves are all yellow. A gust of autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall down.

Suddenly, the surface of the courtyard was covered with a golden carpet, and the autumn rain also came quietly, and the needle-like and thread-like rain strands hit the face. Enjoying the coolness brought by the autumn wind makes people feel melancholy. In winter, all the trees become bare again, but after a heavy snowfall, the yard turns into a snow-white world. The branches are also covered in silver winter clothes. My father and I were building snowmen and having snowball fights in the yard. The small yard was full of laughter and laughter. I love my hometown, and I love my small courtyard even more.