Introduce the beautiful Hunchun composition of Hunchun winter tourist attractions in 400 words.

Composition Hunchun, scenery 800 words.

Reference: In the early morning after the rain, with the euphemistic songs of birds entering the campus, a piece of turquoise came into view. Looking up, under the breeze, the green is swaying in front of my eyes, bringing bursts of bamboo fragrance. Walking along the road to green, the stone tablet above the steps is engraved with the words "Cuizhu Garden" in magnificent words, which is as pleasing to the eye as the bamboo in the garden. The air after the rain is particularly fresh, which is especially precious compared with the dust and fog outside. I greedily took a few breaths of air, mixed with the smell of grass. Like a child just waking up, staring at the world after the rain. Bamboo stands tall and straight in the bamboo garden, and green bamboo leaves hang down, which is really eye-catching.

Walking on the path next to the bamboo forest, the bright yellow and blue of the teaching building and the bamboo on the side form a bright picture. After the rain, the path was not dry, and the green bamboo reflected the water on the ground into bright jade. From time to time, birds fly in the reflection, and even this small pool of water seems so quiet and gentle.

Turning to one side of the garden, pink flowers are in full bloom, especially beautiful against the green leaves. On the tip of the grass, there are still rain beads hanging last night, crystal clear, like teasing young grass, very cute. One or two trees with red leaves in the garden were wet by the rain, with crimson leaves hanging down and layers of leaves clustered together. Under the baptism of rain, the row of golden block letters behind the flower bed shines brightly, and the school motto of "being upright and doing things in a down-to-earth manner" is ready to come.

After the rain washed the runway, a wet unknown tree stood alone on the edge of the runway, and the ground was littered with litter. Further on, there is a breeze in Xu Lai, and there is the fragrance of Cinnamomum camphora not far away. Take a closer sniff, and it has a refreshing charm. Several big trees beside the camphor tree are dotted with a little white among the green leaves, which are delicate and clean, like being washed in milk. On the flag-raising platform, the bright red five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, and the sound of reading lingered in my ears. How can it not be intoxicating?

The campus after the rain is as clean as new, with bamboo, flowers and camphor trees. In the sound of reading, the teaching building forms a fresh and refined picture, which makes people fascinated and makes this beautiful and pure campus the most beautiful scenery!

Go to Hunchun Longyuanhu Park to write a composition.

Xiamen is a civilized and elegant city. I love Xiamen. But I prefer Nanhu Park near my home. Because it is like my back garden.

In spring, I like the green wind in Nanhu Park. Chunfeng hides and plays hide-and-seek with me. The spring breeze has afforested all the beautiful scenery of Nanhu Park. The willow has sprouted and is very tender. The grass stuck its head out of the ground and looked at it strangely. At this time, there are more people going to enjoy flowers in the spring.

I also like summer nights. Because this is the best time to catch bugs. When I was lying on the small stone chair, I could hear the insects giving a concert! At this time, frogs also came from the pond. It turns out that the little frog is also having a concert!

In autumn, leaves turn yellow, just like flying butterflies falling down. Chrysanthemums are in bloom, red, yellow and purple, just like colorful fluffy balls. Dad took me to fly a kite. Dad held it in his hand, and I stood at a distance and said "let go". As soon as the thread was tightened and loosened, the kite flew in the air. The kite is gradually higher than the treetops. Flying higher and higher, dancing in the air, as if enjoying the beautiful scenery of autumn with us.

In winter, the wind is biting. All the leaves in the park are gone, every tree is bare and birds are no longer singing. In the park in the morning, except for people who come to exercise, only one big hippo seems to be not afraid of the cold. A person stands there day and night, guarding the whole Nanhu Park. I also made a plan. In order to exercise and strengthen my physique, I always go running in the park with my father after finishing my homework every day. At that time, I only felt the cold wind blowing in my ear. Open your arms when running and feel the cold wind in winter.

I love Xiamen, and I love Nanhu Park near my home. I hope many people come to Xiamen Nanhu Park to enjoy its beauty all year round.

Hunchun's Winter Composition 500

Some people like spring with flowers, some people love lush summer, some people love fruitful autumn, but I appreciate the cold winter, especially the winter in my hometown. Winter in the north is too cold to play outdoors, and winter in the south is too warm to see any snowflakes. In winter in my hometown, I can see the sun and enjoy the snow scene, which is really great.

Not to mention the birds and flowers in spring, the vitality in summer and the fruitful results in autumn. In winter, jade bone brought her lingering feelings and profound spiritual wisdom to the world and the earth with her pure ice muscles.

The sun in my hometown is neither so vicious as the tropics, nor so soft, warm and golden as the North Pole. It shows all tenderness.

Snow, the messenger of winter, came quietly to us with brisk steps. She threw her big white dress into the air. In an instant, large tracts of snowflakes fell from the sky like countless paratroopers, and cotton-wool snowflakes fell on the shoulders and heads of pedestrians. Snowflakes on the branches are like fluffy silver ribbons.

The best time is when it snows. It snows at dawn in the middle of the night Sand, sand, sand, it seems that many people are whispering. Pushing open the door, I saw pieces of snowflakes fluttering, and I could no longer hear the rustling sound. I looked up, and the broken cotton came to me, and the snow stopped. The pines and cypresses are covered with snowflakes, and the tall willow branches are covered with frost, as if covered with a layer of white gauze. Just like living in a fairy tale.

What smells so good? Ah! It turns out that wintersweet is in bloom. Some places on the hillside are covered with snow, some places are covered with grass, and some places stand pine trees with snowflakes floating on their heads. Chimonanthus praecox blooms one after another. That's great!

This is winter in our hometown!