A composition with the theme of scenery.

In the usual study, work or life, everyone has been exposed to composition. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is an essay on the topic of scenery that I arranged for you. Welcome to read the collection.

I am at home in a small village in Jia County, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province. It is beautiful all year round, and I have a special feeling.

Spring has come and those hibernating animals wake up. The river is flowing, swallows are flying back from the south, and flowers and trees are sprouting. Miss Chunfeng pursed her mouth, gently blew on the ground and took a deep breath, not to mention how comfortable it was. Walking into the field, I happily caught a butterfly and set it free, surrounded by a green blanket, like jade. At this moment, I heard birds chirping in the branches, as if to say, "Spring has come, spring has finally come."

In summer, trees grow new leaves. In the forest of tall trees, trees crisscross like defenders of green poles. The roadside is full of beautiful flowers, and the rare flowers are still as beautiful as those simple flowers. Lovely little bees are nectar among flowers. They work hard and are worth learning.

Autumn has come and the fruits in the orchard are ripe. Red thorn, jujube and yellow pear all look like salt, what's more, agricultural and sideline products such as wheat and sorghum are ripe. People are busy harvesting, and only children who are playing can play freely. How happy it is to see the autumn harvest everywhere.

In the winter morning, the fog is so thick, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the whole village is so white and beautiful. The sky is white, trees are white, and so on. Only conifers wear green clothes. Flowers and leaves are in the arms of Mother Earth, but are they like delicate flowers like other clubs? Only they bloom brilliantly in this cold winter.

I love my hometown very much. I love every plant and tree there. I like everything there. I will study hard to make my hometown more beautiful.

He stood among the green hills and became a beautiful scenery in my heart. -inscription

Standing on the shoulders of years through the eyes of history. Back in Qingshan, he slowly walked into my heart.

Mountains and ravines are foggy, and round after round of sunshine shines on a farmhouse and an acre of farmland. He, Tao Qian, chanted "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and looking at Nanshan". He slowly picked some longevity flowers and strolled leisurely among a handful of new green flowers. Mountains and rivers are his yearning, and stars are his burning heart. Like a hermit, walking in the mountains. The footprints on the mountain are his heart; Poetry floating in the clouds is his back mountain, and the forest is his home.

I seem to be walking with him, looking for him without turning around and leaving. Next to his cold house, I smelled the fragrance of solitary chrysanthemum and looked at his face carved by time. He has a full understanding of the evils of officialdom and the filth of the people. He also left, waved his sleeves without leaving a complaint, and took away a piece of white cloud, which fell in the dark with the waves, because there was a belief in his heart called "indifference". After retirement, he lived more contentedly and excellently. The red leaves by the window fell into the fleeting years, so I left Tao Qian in the mountains.

Yes, if he gives up betrayal just for a meager official salary, he is just a puppet of interests, a slave of money and a prisoner of power! If his life is covered by interests, his life is worthless. Because of his indifference, Tao Yuan Yingshan embarked on another spiritual journey in life. In front of the vast world, people are only addicted to what they have and don't know it. At this moment, they have joined the vast sea of people, without indifference and relaxation.

Walking on the bridge after the drizzle, I met beautiful scenery.

There is an orange in the distance on the horizon, reflecting several white clouds interwoven into a neon. The setting sun has set, and I am lazy to scatter light in the lake. I wonder if it has just rained, and the lake is greener. Seen from a distance, it looks like a bright green jade with several silver edges. Standing in the sunset, I saw two people walking slowly across the street.

Both of them are old, and years have left them with frosty and curved backs. Of course, there is one road only they remember. When I see a woman lightly carrying a man, a man leaning on a cane with one hand and a woman's waist with the other, I think their natural and ordinary walking posture is a "flowing" picture with the surrounding scenery as the background, which is called love.

They all smiled gently at me when we crossed the street directly. That smile is the most obvious tacit understanding between them. They walked through the storm calmly, smiled lightly at the clouds of life, separated from the surrounding scenery and became their own scenery. My heart was touched abruptly, because I learned what love is from this scene of the wind.

Support each other when it rains, snuggle up to each other, find a real way for each other in the dark, comfort and encourage each other on the way, and stay together after the rain. I don't know when, two people have gone far. Two people can walk together for a lifetime. The road is still wet, and their footprints are completely invisible. However, their backs kept enlarging in front of my eyes until my vision was full of their hands supporting each other.

I continued to walk off the bridge, silently cherishing the scenery that touched my heart.

Composition 4 takes the scenery as the topic "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world". As soon as the summer vacation arrived, my grandmother and mother took me to Guilin, where the mountains and rivers are famous all over the world. We went to many places, but I think climbing Gudong Forest Waterfall is the most interesting.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the tour guide say that I would wear sandals to climb the waterfall. I thought to myself: What are sandals like? How to wear it? I couldn't wait to go to the place where I changed my equipment and saw the long-awaited sandals. Unlike the shoes we usually wear, straw sandals have no uppers and soles made of straw. There are two straps on the ankle. I'm not very good at dressing, so I have to ask my mother for help. "ouch! Good feet! " The tour guide said, "Never mind, just get into the water." I have to put up with it.

Before I came to the waterfall, I saw a waterfall flying down from a high cliff. It's really "flying down thousands of feet, it's suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!" Many people have climbed on the waterfall. Although children were not allowed to climb the first waterfall, I was very excited to run to the second waterfall when I saw others climb up and become a "drowned rat".

When I came to the second waterfall, the water in the waterfall was not deep, and the deepest water only reached my thigh, so I walked boldly with confidence, only to hear my mother shout, "Be careful!" " "One hand grabbed me and almost slipped. I dare not stride now. I followed the team carefully, grabbed the iron rope and climbed up. After a while, we climbed to the third waterfall, some deep and some shallow. When the water is shallow, I pat my feet lightly like a naughty child. When the water is deep, I pee my pants like a disobedient child. ...

We talked and laughed all the way, and soon came to the top of the mountain, and it was much faster to go down the mountain. I took the zip line first, then slipped halfway up the mountain, then took the slide, and soon arrived at the equipment at the foot of the mountain. Finally, I put on my shoes, "Ah! Feet are really comfortable! "

Gudong Forest Waterfall is really a fun and exciting place!

One autumn morning, when I opened the window, the cool fog crept into the room-everything in the city was hazy, and the wind gently blew up the mist and the fragrance of flowers and plants. With a breeze, the fog quietly filled the whole room.

Silently, the fog came, coming from a distant mountain village and following the cool wind-

Fog, floating in every corner of the city, thick, through the gap, you can vaguely see the outline of tall buildings, cars, passers-by, so beautiful, so beautiful. This seems to be a white gauze skirt thrown by a fairy in the sky between cities. It's soft, very elegant and charming. Just like the clouds in the sky are infatuated with the earth, and they are not like the result of hitting themselves (raining). Vaguely, refreshing, as if stepping into the fairy palace, it is refreshing.

In the dense fog, every tall building, every car and every pedestrian between cities looks like the work of a versatile artist. Dense fog and floating are the characteristics of this painting, which is a beautiful white landscape. What a perfect work! Every drop of pigment has a magical color, which is really a wonderful work in the world!

Fog changed the atmosphere of the city. In the sun, every tall building between cities has become so tall and straight, and the spirit has reached an unimaginable level; Every car is so colorful, and the colors are so bright; Every pedestrian's face is filled with excited and happy smiles. Everything seems to be a new beginning, so clean and brand-new.

The colors in this fog are hidden from time to time, which is unexpected in the artist's clever mind. However, as long as you have seen this color, it will be unforgettable.

I don't know when, the fog gradually dispersed. The wind also held its breath, and people hummed a beautiful tune happily, as if talking about the joy after the fog dispersed. There are tree hooks hanging on the leaves in the park. Shiny, or silver, in the sun, slowly turned into water, "pa!" " "Hit the cement road with a bang-

"Pa da, pa da ..."

As if singing a song praising the fog, I was deeply intoxicated in it for a long time. ...

There are many beautiful scenery in the world, and everyone will see the most beautiful scenery in his heart, perhaps the majestic Great Wall in China, perhaps the majestic Huangguoshu Waterfall, perhaps the greetings from others, perhaps the spring flowers. But I think the most beautiful scenery in my heart is the snow in winter.

Snow is white and has various shapes. It is pollution-free and charming. I think they are a group of lovely elves, a symbol of purity.

Before it snowed, the original white clouds slowly turned into black clouds, mixed with red, orange and blue, changing endlessly. Dark clouds covered the blue sky like big crystals, and the sky suddenly became dark, as if to collapse and suffocate. It snows slowly. First of all, it is a small particle. After a while, it turned into goose feathers. Finally turned into autumn leaves. The Shushu has landed. I picked up a snowflake with my hand, fell into my hand, melted instantly and became a crystal bead. Isn't it a symbol of purity? I prefer these elves.

The snow is still falling, round as jade, light as fog, falling freely in the biting cold wind and falling to the ground to freeze pests; Fall on the grass and cover the grass with silver; Falling on walls, roofs and branches, the whole world turns white, just like a white watercolor painting!

The snow stopped, and my friends and I were very happy in the snow, making snowmen and having snowball fights.

It's snowing You are a symbol of purity, which makes people respect you more; You are the most beautiful dress in the world, covering everything on the earth with silver; You are a charming watercolor painting, amazing; You are the most beautiful scenery, which makes me love you more!

In the afternoon, the weather is particularly sultry. I was playing football on the playground when I suddenly felt that it was getting dark and it was going to rain. So, we ran back to the classroom.

Just entering the classroom, a flash of lightning flashed, and the "rumble" of thunder was far and near, and the sound was deafening. Then it began to rain cats and dogs. Beads as big as peas beat the ground, windows, trees and stones in the campus. The rain blooms on the ground, and the petals spread around, forming small flowers. In a short time, the campus became an ocean of flowers.

On the window, raindrops are having a fierce race. You see, that raindrop surpassed all the athletes in front and won the first prize. The raindrops behind caught up with the raindrops in front and merged into a hose ... In a blink of an eye, the transparent and bright glass was covered with a thin layer of yarn!

The big trees outside the window are sucking the sweet rain with relish, as if they haven't tasted delicacies for a long time. At this time, the wind came and the trees "danced" like drunk. The stone on the ground closed its eyes comfortably, enjoying the washing of rain and the wiping of wind.

Neither animals nor we are happy. As soon as the wild cats saw the heavy rain, they got into the bushes, shrank into a circle, and fell on the ground like a big ball of wool. The birds hid in the nest and chattered about the sudden heavy rain. Where are the children? People without umbrellas are crowded with those with umbrellas. Some people don't have umbrellas and no one to share with them. They have to rush back to the classroom in the rain. They must be thinking: If it keeps raining, how can I get back after school?

I watched this free "Nature Movie" at school today. The whole movie was made by "pure natural animals and plants"! School is almost over, the "movie" is over, the dark clouds recede, the lights are turned on, and a rainbow appears on the horizon with seven dazzling colors.

There are many landscapes in life, although some of them are short-lived, but they can't disappear in my heart. ...

Last summer vacation, their parents gave them a few days off because of their excellent work. In order to increase my knowledge and broaden my horizons, my mother is going to take me to see Hukou Waterfall, a scenic spot of the Yellow River. On the way, our family was discussing whether it was steep and whether the people there were friendly. My heart is full of great expectations, looking forward to how spectacular it is. Looking forward to it. Isn't it beautiful?

The roadside scenery in Shaanxi is very beautiful, surrounded by mountains, and flowers are planted on the cliffs on the roadside. I was enjoying the beautiful scenery in the mountains when my father suddenly turned the steering wheel sharply to the other side of the road. I hurried to ask my father what had happened. It turned out that my father saw a big green snake 1 m long on the side of the road, and he couldn't bear to run over it, so he turned sharply to avoid it. There is no danger along the way. After a day's journey, we quickly arrived at our destination-Hukou Waterfall.

Hukou Waterfall is famous for its shape like a teapot mouth, fast flow speed and large drop. Here, a Yellow River separates the people of two places, Shanxi Province on one side and Shaanxi Province on the other. The people of the two places face each other across the river and enjoy the same scenery in their respective provinces and cities.

After getting off the bus, I couldn't wait to walk to the place with the biggest gap. The huge gap formed an extremely shocking scene. I am surrounded by clouds of water mist here, and the water of the Yellow River pours down violently. I can't help thinking that there are many opportunities in one's life. If he chooses the right one, he will succeed. If he chooses the wrong one, he will get into trouble. People's opportunities are like the water of the Yellow River, which comes and goes quickly.

Life is wonderful, brilliant, lost and lonely. We should cherish this beautiful scenery!

The night is like ink, coming with purple air, shining like a splash, intoxicated like a fool; The sky is blue, better than the willow. It seems to be a heavy color scattered in the landscape, and the beautiful scenery is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Take a sip, see the fragrance of flowers is leisure, have a drink, enjoy the sunset like blood, feel amazing, have a beautiful heart, and make yourself beautiful.

Beautiful scenery comes into your eyes, and beautiful things flow in your heart. I am keen to wander between beautiful scenery and make myself beautiful in the process.

Quiet, quiet, quiet yourself. The dawn of the night quietly falls on the moon clouds and treetops. The stars are long and bright, scattered in the air, and the mist is like a girl's veil, holding the sky and the earth through the nebula. I walked alone on the mountain road in the country, just because of the scenery and to make myself beautiful. In the past, there seemed to be elves walking freely on the road, attracting you to move forward. Sometimes I pause for a while and listen carefully. The branches are getting bigger and bigger, there are more and more weeds, and the rustling of a pulse not far away gradually enters my heart. Seen from a distance, the blue street lights and staggered tree shadows on the boulevard are colorful. I was originally impetuous in the downtown area, and gradually calmed down under the appreciation of the scenery and precipitated into people's hearts. I was a little impetuous, in the quiet night accompanied by cicadas, slowly dissipated in the sound of footsteps and breathing. Slight rain beats overhead and drips into your quiet heart, but the sound is quieter and quieter, which makes you beautiful.

Strong scenery, strong heart and strong self. The setting sun reflected on the other side of the river, and the corner of his eye flashed. Looking around, the sky is vast and boundless, slowly dyed red by red and orange, and the eyes are full of blood and gold. Seeing the magnificent scenery, the heart oppressed by study also shook, embracing the world and welcoming the hero's red face was covered with fragments of sunshine. I stand here to enjoy the warm scenery and make myself beautiful. The light of the sunset glow is like a sword, which separates black from white, cuts the sky into golden yellow, and then lingers in the ripples with the river. I often come here with open arms, embrace the beautiful scenery and shout "the sunset is like blood" just to make myself beautiful.

Enjoy the scenery, see the cherry turn red, the banana turn green, see the top of the mountain embrace each other, the mountains and rivers are the same color, enjoy the scenery and make yourself beautiful. I am fascinated by the scenery, and I am also in love, which will eventually add a little beauty to my heart. I enjoy the scenery, quiet and strong, all to make myself beautiful.

Landscape Composition 10 The countryside in the four seasons is four different pastoral scenery.

The countryside in spring is a fairy tale world. After a spring rain, groups of young bamboo shoots poked their heads out of the wet soil, playing there like lively and lovely children; After the baptism of the spring rain, the little wild flowers are no longer afraid, slowly raise their heads and face the blue sky with a smile, budding and colorful; The grass on the roadside, swaying, seems to be waving to us; Butterflies are dancing in the flowers and dancing together, as if welcoming the arrival of Spring Girl. ...

The countryside in summer is a world full of happiness. You see, the birds on the branches are singing happily, flapping their wings for a while, skimming the stream for a while, and looking for food on the ground for a while; The small fish in the stream can't stand still. They float for a while, draw some bubbles, sink into the water for a while and swim around. The pug in the shade keeps barking, "woof-woof", so cute. ...

The countryside in autumn is a harvest world. Standing on the top of the mountain, look around: the mature rice beam is like a golden ocean, which is touched by the breeze and sets off waves; In the apple orchard, the dense trees are covered with red apples, playing in the apple orchard like beautiful flower fairies against the green leaves. ...

The countryside in winter is ice and snow. A string of ice on the tree, crystal clear, without any flaws; Looking at the snowflakes falling in the distant sky, beautiful girls are dancing in the air in white skirts. ...

As long as you are in the country, no matter what time and season, it is a charming pastoral scenery!

Composition on the topic of scenery 1 1 In spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and everything recovers. They are full of energy. This is the beginning of a new year, which indicates that everything will start again.

You see, delicate grass emerges from the ground and feels the breath of the New Year. As for the bud, it will quietly, quietly, bloom into a flower, graceful; Liu palmers can't wait to look out and look at this new world. ...

Everything is new, the past has not left a trace of regret, and the earth has unconsciously put on new clothes.

People are busy and full of energy to welcome the new year.

I decided to plant a tree in this thick spring!

So the next day, I bought a small sapling and chose an open space to add a little green to the earth.

I'm holding a shovel, a bucket of water, and a sapling, ready for action.

I picked up a shovel and tried to dig out the soil bit by bit. Seriously, it's not an easy thing. Slowly, I finally dug a small hole. I put the saplings in, buried the pit with soil and poured water on it, and it was finished.

I feel the joy of planting trees. I gave up my new life and gave myself a hope.

Every day, I am observing this small sapling. In the storm, it was almost broken by wind and rain more than once. But after the storm, it still stands out from the crowd under the rainbow; In the hot sun, it didn't flinch because of the heat. In the heat, when the snow and ice are mixed, it always survives tenaciously.

The next spring, the sapling was strong and tall, and many green leaves grew. Although it is insignificant compared with other trees, it overcomes itself. After a year of ample food and clothing, we have ushered in a new year and continue to overcome all the difficulties at hand. This is a school of spring scenery!

I love spring, and I love the vitality and vigor of spring. Spring gives us hope, let us fully show ourselves in this season!

My hometown is a small city surrounded by mountains. He has changed a lot in recent years! Although young, I remember it clearly.

I remember when I was in kindergarten class, the road to school was really difficult and bumpy, especially when it rained. Because the ditches on the roadside are not dredged, there will be water every time. It's really smelly and dirty! Once it rained heavily, my mother came to pick me up after school. The car couldn't get in, so I had to take off my shoes and walk behind. Almost all the children left school like this that day, but the parents were ruined.

We also have a landmark building here, the Shuinan Tower. The road to get there is really called eighteen bends of mountain road. The road is steep and narrow, and I am afraid that I will accidentally roll off the cliff. At that time, the traffic was not very convenient, and CMB was the only place to go except by train.

Now that I am in Grade Two, I can firmly say that earth-shaking changes have taken place in my hometown. The road to my childhood kindergarten has also been repaired and the ditch has been cleared. It's really big, wide and clean. Every time after school, the children are neatly arranged, just like a glittering and translucent dragon.

The road to Shuinan Tower has also opened a plank road, which is both relaxed and beautiful. More and more people visit there. From a distance, the Shuinan Tower stands in the middle, surrounded by plank roads, as if a baby was warmly embraced by its mother. We also built the high-speed railway station here. When the train leaves, you can call fast everywhere, and you can sit comfortably and feel at ease.

The wine we used to produce here is called Huanghua Shanmi Shao, which tastes just so-so. Dad didn't like it very much, but it's different now. We produced a good wine called "Shuanglong Play Pearl", which is quite delicious, very famous and well-known, and it is a good gift, which makes dad greedy.

The life of the people in my hometown is getting better and better, and I am constantly working hard. I hope I can make some contributions to my hometown when I grow up. I love my beautiful hometown!

Some people think that the most beautiful scenery must be the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. But I don't think so. I think a person's little moves are also a beautiful scenery.

Last time I went to Yintan, Beihai, Guangxi, I saw such a scene. It rained in Mao Mao that day, but people went to the beach one after another.

Of course, when you come to the seaside, you should enjoy the cold water and fishy water. While I was immersed in all this, a childish little boy came up to me angrily and said to me? ? Well, let those poor hermit crabs go quickly! "I suddenly wondered," when have I ever caught a few hermit crabs? "This is," the little boy said, holding my hand and pointing to my foot, "right there!" "I was scared by him. I suddenly realized that I carefully dug the hermit crab out of the sand and gave it to him. At this moment, he said, "Wait for me!" "He turned and ran to the seaside, bent down to let the hermit crab go, and then shouted to the sea," Goodbye! " "

He ran back immediately to thank me. This is, his mother grabbed the boy and said, "why are you still playing with these?" Didn't I tell you it's useless to do so? " There are thousands of hermit crabs washed ashore here. Even if you put them into the sea, won't a wave wash them back to shore? Give it up! "But the little boy's answer shocked me:" Every hermit crab is a little life! How can I let them die in vain? " His mother immediately said to me, "I'm sorry! "Children are not sensible." He took the little boy away.

Although the little boy didn't know that hermit crabs can live in water and on the beach, the little boy was right. Even a small hermit crab is a small life, and he has the right to live. They are like people around us who are not valued. We always ignore their existence and don't even respect their labor.

Life is ordinary but worth cherishing. The little boy is the most beautiful scenery on the beach.

Some people like the spring sky, which is warm and continuous; Some people like the autumn sky, cool breeze blowing gently; Some people like the winter sky, and there is snow everywhere. But I like the summer sky, changeable, like a child.

The sky is blue and bright, like a sapphire washed with clear water. The sky is a huge blue cover, and the flowers and trees below are tightly covered. The blue sky seems to be close to you, you can reach for it, but it seems to be far away from you, so you can't get close to it. The blue sky in Wan Li and Wan Li are cloudless, like a huge blue carpet, with no flaws at all. The sky is clear in summer, like a happy child.

Slowly, several dark clouds gathered together, as if to discuss: "It's time for us to go out after working for so many days!" Come on, give the earth some water! "Then, the drizzle came down, giving people a kind of air that has been dry for several days and suddenly turned into fresh air. In a short time, dark clouds "danced" in the sky, from Mao Mao rain to moderate rain, from moderate rain to heavy rain, from "tick" to "crash", and it rained harder and harder. After a while, the rain stopped, and suddenly, the smell of the earth came to the nose. It is raining in the summer sky, like a crying child.

A bright moon climbed slowly from the other side of the mountain. In the dark, there is a bright night sky, so clear that you can sometimes see leisurely white clouds "walking". Look up. The sky is full of stars, which is really dazzling. The stars blink from time to time, as if to say to the children who haven't slept, "Go to sleep quickly!" " I have school tomorrow! "Those children seem to really hear the little star, and soon fell asleep. Fireflies are blinking silently, weaving a lamp for the night and composing a song of the night. The summer sky is flashing like a sleeping child.

The sky in summer is clear, rainy and changeable, just like a child.

Composition 15 on the topic of scenery in winter, grandpa sent away the cold of the earth, and Miss Spring came to the world with light steps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, just like a vivid painting.

The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand.

With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass broke through the ground and dived out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere.

In this warm season, in the Woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; Everyone refuses to compromise. Red, yellow, white and purple flowers really look like a beautiful big flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey and fly around in mid-air.

In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.

How can the sky be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying freely and soaring. What a refreshing sight!

Ah, everything in spring is full of vitality! Let's feel the beauty of nature with our heart.