Write West Lake 200

1. Charming composition by Xijiang River The charming summer night by Xijiang River is always the most pleasant and beautiful time of the year.

Looking at the distant sun, it has been wrapped in an orange coat, and there is no dazzling light at noon. It shines on the earth like a gentle and kind mother. The soft light painted the tile house with a gorgeous golden color, how like a golden lake blown by a breeze! While enjoying the masterpiece of sunset, it occurred to me: why not take a trip to the nearby Xitang River at such a good time? I thought about it and ran away. Holding a cup of tea, I came to the entrance of Xitang Lake, which is far away from me and close at hand.

Look, the weak and tenacious green grass is growing tenaciously, the delicate and prosperous flower trees are blooming heartily, the slender and green wicker is blooming in the wind, and the tall and lush banana is showing its majestic posture ... tree after tree, plant after plant comes into my eyes, and everything is so vigorous and beautiful. I seem to have entered a "paradise on earth"! I walked lightly into the park. Look! Those Chinese rose flowers are really in bloom, and they are as big as bowls. When the breeze blows, the fragrance of pollen in the air will come face to face, refreshing! Against the backdrop of sunset and green leaves, those Chinese rose flowers have a somewhat unique appearance, adding a beautiful scenery to this river! In the distance, the lotus leaves in the pond are like big green disks, one next to the other, full of crystal dew, reflecting charming luster in the sunset.

Graceful lotus, with pink in white and red in pink, looks like a child's rosy face. Flowers and bones in bud are not inferior to anyone in beauty. They are like inflatable balls, bulging, upright and conspicuous.

The lotus leaf in the pond is like a boat rippling on the blue waves, which is really beautiful. Listen! There is the sound of erhu.

Oh, it turns out that grandparents are here to show their talents. The sound is like a mountain stream, and everyone present is immersed in it. Someone is holding hands with the music, as if playing the erhu, and the rhythm is cadence. Unconsciously, night fell, I was walking, savoring colorful flowers and plants, and my ears echoed with the sound of erhu integrated with nature. It is an unforgettable Xitang Lake.

The composition describing this lake is 200 words. This is a quiet lake, with calm waves and deep water. Willow trees are on the shore, the breeze is blowing on the face, and full of green is on the shore. The wind in March was unusually gentle, which blew away the wrinkles on her body and made the quiet lake flow with her gentleness.

It is not surprising that the small fish in the crowd are wandering in the air, leisurely bustling under the stone bridge, and passers-by are woven. Bichi Qingchi reflects the lakes and mountains, and the sky is clear. The white clouds reflected at the bottom of the water crossed with the pale dog, like a fairyland.

Her silence is the silence of the morning, but the rest of the clock is ethereal and quiet; Her silence is the silence of peaches and plums on the shore in the afternoon, which is a quiet and far-reaching nature; Her silence is the sunset glow on the lake at dusk, and the sparkling Jing Ya is chic; Her silence is the freedom to swim late at night.

She is subtle and gentle, containing all kinds of frosty days. Insects are singing and birds are singing. On the stone bench by the lake, whispering in my lover's ear, she listened. At the beginning of the Yuet Moon, the lights are dim, and the shadows walking on the rubble are hazy. The young man's momentum is bashful, and the girl's eyes are sparkling with autumn water, just like this intoxicating night, sprouting in the spring flowers in March.

The mountains are vast and the waters are clear. The lake is in the middle, keeping a low profile and counting the spring and autumn. It is not a morning dusk, nor a grain of millet in the sea. She knows that the sacredness given by time and space is not as good as the rushing of rivers and the grandeur of the sea. Her silence moistened Zhong Ling. Away from the noise, away from the majestic, piously nourish things and nourish the atmosphere.

Spring in the branches, midsummer in the lotus leaves, late autumn under the leaves of Dongting, and severe winter with heavy snow, her silence is a kind of fragrant wild fragrance, a kind of beautiful and numerous trees, a kind of wind and frost nobleness, and the truth comes out. The scenes of the four seasons are full of ups and downs, changing her happiness and decline.

This silent lake is engraved with my three-year career. My Weiran Lake.

In the third grade of primary school, the composition describing the scenery is 200 words. The charming West Lake Four Seasons Hangzhou is inlaid with a bright pearl, that is, the West Lake.

The four seasons in the West Lake are beautiful. Spring returns to the earth, walking on the Bai Causeway and Su Causeway of the West Lake, overlooking the lake, I saw the lake sparkling, the canoe rippling, and the reflected moon in Santan Lake embedded in the lake like a gem. Wicker sometimes brushes your cheek, sometimes brushes your head and shoulders, accompanied by a slight paddle sound and a beautiful piano sound in the distance. How intoxicating!

In summer, the water surface of the West Lake is crowded with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The most striking thing is the lotus flower as white as jade, which is quiet and pure, and really "emerges from the mud without being stained". Lotus leaf holds crystal clear agate-like dew, guarding graceful lotus flowers and plump flower bones, which is simply a beautiful landscape painting that a great painter's picture scroll can't compare with.

The West Lake in autumn is a mature landscape. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the shore smells so good that people really want to walk back and forth; On the lake, lotus leaves are like shy little girls. Everyone bowed their heads and hid. They are reminding, waiting for people to pick the lotus root under it. At this time, people rowed canoes, hummed leisurely songs and gently picked lotus roots. Those lotus roots are all fat in vain, just like little fat dolls, which makes people fondle them. If you just pick one from the basket, wash it and take a bite, it will be crisp and raw, and the taste will always be sweet to your heart.

Winter in West Lake is no exception. Although all the flowers have withered, the lake is still crystal clear, and the blooming plum blossoms are even more beautiful; On a snowy day, the children on the river bank played happily, laughed and snowed, and together they formed a wonderful symphony.

Ah! West Lake! You are really a bright pearl!

4. This composition about the beautiful lake view is 100 words. There is a tall bamboo next to my home. A small bamboo bent to the side of the road, as if smiling at passers-by. There are many bamboo leaves on the bamboo, which are very dense. Bamboo leaves are being pushed, as if vying for the position inside. There is a tree next to it, full of beautiful flowers.

Further south, there is a piece of soil with round trees planted on it, and flowers are scrambling to open. There is also a colorful flower, red like fire, yellow like gold, green like leaves, blue like sky, pink like chardonnay and white like jade.

In the west, loggers are pruning trees as thin as a seriously ill old man. I thought they were logging, but I finally realized that they were cutting pale and emaciated branches and leaves.

In the north, one unique flower after another appeared in front of my eyes. Especially the leaves, it's strange. The name of "Pianjin" flower is really worthy of the name!

We have beautiful scenery here. I hope you can visit.

The 200-word article describing the West Lake arrived in Hangzhou in the evening.

It's drizzling in the sky and the wind is cold. My friend Guang Guang greeted me at the exit, looking at the innocent and happy smile and feeling very warm.

I sincerely walked through the western etiquette, feeling that MM was shivering with cold and the climate was impermanent, and I was moved by standing in the cold wind and drizzle. It rained all night, but it didn't stop until dawn.

Walking out of the hotel with an umbrella in the morning and strolling on the streets of Hangzhou, although the West Lake Avenue is full of traffic, it is less noisy and messy in some big cities. Walking in the street, you feel calm, carefree and comfortable. At a crossroads on West Lake Avenue, I saw a snack bar named "Acai Snack Bar". The smell of fried dough sticks made me hungry. I ordered tofu stains, fried dough sticks and spiced tea eggs.

God, this tea egg is so delicious, so delicious, it's the first time I've eaten this kind of thing for n times in my life. Compare the feeling of tea egg on the taste buds on the tip of the tongue. It is not as black as the boiled tea eggs in Nanjing, but slightly yellowed, and the taste is indescribable, so that it is waiting for the next day and the third day.

In the afternoon, I slipped to the West Lake, walked by the West Lake with a cloth umbrella (preferably an oil umbrella) and experienced the beauty of the lake in the drizzle. This has always been my vision. Many years ago, I walked in Su Causeway on the night of osmanthus in autumn. The night is hazy, and a faint mist hangs over the water. Three pools reflect the moon, shining slightly in the lake. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus comes with the autumn wind, and the willow branches sway with the wind. The bright moon is reflected in the water and stirred into a rainbow of broken silver by the ripples of water waves. The fish with excess energy and insomnia jumped out of the water from time to time, making a "splash" sound, which attracted the lakeside couples to exclaim in surprise. ...

At that moment, my colleagues and I were very excited about poetry. You said something to me and responded to poetry. At that time, I just left school and talked about youth madness. I was not at home in front of my senior colleagues, but "I was worried about adding new words, but it was a cool autumn."

Formerly known as high flyers of Tsinghua University Architecture Department. He was very tolerant of our younger generation and said a few words, which made me deeply worried. The seniors came last, stopped at a small restaurant with a banner of "wine" by the lake, a plate of fennel broad beans, a plate of salted boiled peanuts and a bottle of "daughter red" until I raised my glass and asked the bright moon. The seniors shouted "great life!" The memory of many years ago is still as good as new. The wild romance and joy are all due to the romantic moon by the West Lake and the distant dream of Su Causeway's broken bridge.

Strolling along the shore, the lake in the drizzle, the distant mountains are covered, the misty rain is hazy, the willow branches are swaying, the lake bursts on the bank, making a "snapping" sound, and the cruise ship in the lake strolls leisurely in the misty rain, just like the embellishment in the ink painting. Fresh air, moist water, face, refreshing, hard to take a deep breath, smelling the unique freshness of the lake.

As the "May Day" holiday has just ended, there are few tourists, and the West Lake in the rain looks empty and quiet, just in line with my interest in savoring. The broken bridge in Su Causeway is looming in the distance, which has been passed down through the ages. Sighing Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi met and knew each other on the broken bridge with tarpaulin umbrellas. At that moment, it was raining and it was also a willow wave.

On the broken bridge, the young lady is affectionate and wants to talk; Scholar only Nuo Nuo, mentally; The maid beat about the bush and threaded the needle. Coincidentally, talented people and beautiful women met at the broken bridge; Nature plays tricks on people, and people and immortals leave each other.

Broken bridge speechless, witnessed the vicissitudes of life, read the joys and sorrows; Broken bridges have spirits, bearing many dreams and reverie in the hearts of men, women and men. The beauty of the West Lake is not the brilliance of a gorgeous night, nor is it endless sweet talk. She is not the beauty of luxury, the beauty of the atmosphere, or the beauty of a small jasper. She is an elegant beauty shrouded in mist or dawn, a beauty in moonlight or drizzling night.

To appreciate this kind of beauty, you can't skim through it, you can't taste it, and you can't sit down and talk at the beginning of getting off the bus. We must calm down, taste quietly with our heart, slowly sway and spread faintly, and melt her into the dream, so that the dream is no longer so light and so far away.

The beauty of the West Lake, at first glance, is a low-level enjoyment, only satisfied with the enjoyment of the senses; Tasting with the soul is a higher level of appreciation, and what it pursues is an artistic conception. According to Guang Guang's instructions, I sat on the second floor of the "Heaven and Earth" coffee shop by the lake. The environment is elegant, and a large area of glass skylight splashes raindrops and hits the top of the glass.

The lake is nearby. At this time, there was music in the breeze, which was "Riding on the Wings of that Song" by German composer Mendelssohn, and the lyrics were those of the great German poet Heine.

Accompanied by a heavenly female voice, I silently recited the leaping words "Ride on the wings of that song, dear, follow me to the bank of the Ganges River, the most beautiful place ..." The song faded away, followed by "Waltz of the Voice of Spring" and "Waltz of the Story of Vienna Forest". I looked for the source of the sound, but in vain.

Only melodious music floated over the misty and rainy West Lake for a long time. The beautiful scenery and legends of the West Lake have attracted the eyes and hearts of tourists. At this moment, coupled with elegant music such as gentle breeze, such as wine and food, you really intoxicated the hearts of tourists! Later, Guang Guang, Yaoyao and preserved egg friends all rushed over.

Let's talk about the past and discuss the present. Guang Guang and Yaoyao quoted classics and told some stories about kings of past dynasties, which benefited me a lot. I am ashamed of my lack of reading and knowledge. It is a great blessing to have beautiful women as friends.

The beauty of the West Lake is fascinating ... On June 18, I will write my "A Midsummer Night's Dream" on the Yu Pingbo. Some traces are pursued afterwards, as if in a dream, which is not uncommon; Some, at present, are just a dream, not to mention memories.

What is written here is one of the best examples. Anyone who lives in Hangzhou should remember the festival of June 18th of the lunar calendar.

It's better than any cold food, thinking, and ninety-nine ... and it can be seen on the West Lake. People in Hangzhou have always been so cold; Don't be angry, and I am no exception. )

Only on the evening of June 18, their madness seemed a little thorough. (This is Lu Xun.

6. The west in my heart, the composition of the fifth grade in my heart is 200 words.

The west, for me, is a place full of magical colors. I often think of the west and often see this magical and beautiful land in my dreams.

Now, let me tell you the past west in my heart! The land area in the west is very vast. Looking around, it is the endless Loess Plateau. As soon as the wind blows, the sand on the ground immediately flies everywhere; When it rains, the rain on the mountain comes down from the mountain with yellow mud and finally flows into the Yellow River. The huge impact left a deep imprint on the Loess Plateau. The Loess Plateau is an arid area, where people lack water resources. Also, due to historical reasons, people cut down a lot of trees at that time, which destroyed the ecological balance. As a result, quicksand accumulated stones all the year round, and houses in some places have been buried by sand and stones. These are the retribution of human destruction of nature. In addition, the deteriorating environment also endangers the survival of mankind. People living in the Loess Plateau are very poor. They don't have televisions, refrigerators, fans and other household appliances. This is because they have no financial resources. As we all know, most parts of the Loess Plateau are dry, and no matter where crops are planted, they can't grow. In addition, the traffic there is very inconvenient, which brings many difficulties to the circulation of goods and mineral resources and people's travel. This is the real northwest in the past, an undeveloped western region rich in resources.

But it will always be beautiful in my heart, because I believe that the developed northwest will be more prosperous than today's East China.

Today, we came to the world-famous imperial garden-the Summer Palace.

The Summer Palace covers an area of more than 290 hectares and is mainly composed of Kunming Lake and Wanshou Mountain. The Summer Palace was built in 1750, formerly known as Qingyi Garden, and 1860 was burned by the British and French allied forces.

1886, Empress Dowager Cixi misappropriated naval funds for reconstruction and later renamed the Summer Palace. 1900 was badly damaged by Eight-Nation Alliance, and 1902 was repaired again.

1924 officially opened. 1992 was rated as "the royal garden with the richest landscaping, the most concentrated architecture and the most complete preservation in the world."

1998 is listed as a world cultural heritage. I am honored to come to the Summer Palace.

We entered the Summer Palace from the East Palace Gate, passed Renshou Hall and came to Kunming Lake. As soon as I saw Kunming Lake, I remembered Su Shi's poem "The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy."

The Kunming Lake here is crystal clear, and the water is slightly rippling. The lake borrows the long dike of Hangzhou West Lake and imitates the Shenshan Xiandao in the East China Sea. The Wanshou Mountain over there is verdant and cypress, with magnificent palaces and beautiful pavilions.

Ah! Wonderland on earth! I can't leave here. After seeing Kunming Lake, I came to Yulantang, where Empress Dowager Cixi imprisoned Emperor Guangxu.

We walked on and came to Le Shou Tang, where Empress Dowager Cixi lived. There is an electric light bulb on the plaque of Le Shoutang, which is said to be the earliest place to use electric light in China.

Out of Leshou Hall, I came to the famous promenade. The promenade is 728 meters long and divided into 273 rooms with columns.

There are pictures carved on the top of every room, and no two of thousands of pictures are the same. Walk through the long corridor and come to the foot of Wanshou Mountain. At the foot of the mountain is Paiyun Hall, halfway up the mountain is Foxiang Pavilion, and at the top of the mountain is the sea of wisdom.

The roofs of these buildings are covered with golden glazed tiles and shine in the sun. Finally, we left the Summer Palace from North Ruyimen, ending the tour.

The composition of Yelang Lake is a masterpiece of nature.

On Sunday, my mother and I set off in my father's car As soon as I arrived at the scenic spot, I was immediately intoxicated by the beautiful scenery. Seen from a distance, the lake looks like a dragon, shaking its head and tail to show its prestige. The mountain by the lake is as beautiful as the lake. It is tall, with lush trees, and maintains the beauty of the virgin forest. Look, there is a big cave on the mountain.

I got out of the car, took a deep breath and took a big breath of fresh air. The air here is so fresh!

We came down from the back door of a farmhouse. The farmhouse villa is built near the lake. Walking down the mountain road, the fragrance of flowers and plants on the stone road attracted swarms of bees. Spring has arrived, and a large area of bright golden rape in the distance on the mountain is very dazzling and beautiful. Arriving at the lake, I finally got a close look at Yelang Lake. I excitedly ran around the pebbles by the lake and happily put my hand into the lake. It felt great. Look from a distance! The beautiful Yelang Lake shows its prestige. The houses on the mountain are also unique in style. The farmhouse villa was built near the lake and began to eat. When I arrived at the lake, I happily reached into the lake and waved my claws. The fragrance of flowers and plants on the stone road attracted swarms of bees, which were lush. Take a deep breath. Come on! Unexpectedly, spring came and I took a deep breath of fresh air. This is a masterpiece of nature, with lush trees. I have asked the chef to cook with fish from Yelang Lake. I am shaking my head and picking up a colorful rain flower stone. Looking from a distance from the mountain, a large area of bright golden rape flowers is very dazzling and beautiful.

When I got off at Yelang Lake, the air here was really fresh. The mountains by the lake are as beautiful as the lake, and they are everywhere. I was immediately intoxicated by the beautiful scenery!

We came down from the back door of a farmhouse, and I excitedly ran around the pebbles by the lake. My parents have already guessed my idea and arrived at the scenic spot.

Ah. The pebbles by the river are in pieces, and the lake is like a dragon.

On Sunday, I kept the beauty of the virgin forest, and the mountains were very high. I think this fish is so delicious that it gives off a wonderful fragrance. I chose it carefully among the stones. There are fish swimming in the river from time to time, I thought. Look, the water is beautiful, just like the smile of the mountain owner. I finally feel Yelang Lake at close range. There is a big cave on the mountain. If I walk down the mountain road, I can taste Yelang.

American Mine Lakeside Composition 200 words American Mine Our homeland American mine, our homeland, your beauty makes me feel excited and excited. I am active in a small corner of Taihang Mountain. Your existence makes me live in this narrow stage, forge ahead and yearn for it, and realize my beautiful dream and my beautiful life. You make me crazy and free. My youth, my dream is singing here, my dream. I am proud of your beauty. Orderly tall buildings stand before our eyes. Standardized safe community, peaceful and joyful atmosphere, tree-lined, orderly vegetation and blooming flowers make people feel beautiful and clean, so that those unknown cleaners can clean up the orderly trash cans and discharge them to our corridor. What a harmonious feeling! For everyone, for home, mines, our home and beautiful parks make people feel fresh, relaxed and relaxed, to feel the harmony of nature and the advantages of ecological development. Seeing green covers up your fatigue, and the beautiful scenery touches your mood. Look at the retired workers, some are joking and chatting, some are practicing Tai Ji Chuan, and some are walking birds. Looking at a couple laughing and laughing, I feel the sweetness of life.

Look at the lake, the clear lake is slightly blown by the wind, the chain wave is slightly shaking, and the weeping willows around it are also shaking, adding that beautiful vision to our beautiful mine. Flying birds are constantly teasing and whispering, and they are also feeling the beauty of the mine with us. In the mine, our home, the wide avenue, is constantly shuttling cars, maintaining a steady and slow speed and driving in a civilized way. Looking up at the civilized slogan decorated on the lamppost tells you to be a civilized miner, preach the essence of safety culture, and show the peaceful atmosphere of that family and everything. The greening on both sides of the road is very good, so we can't help but admire and sigh the development potential of that beautiful modern mine. We are miners, we are. Your achievements have not been touched, you are excellent, you are the best, you are an example for us to learn, we are proud of you, proud of you, thank you for your contribution to the mine, your sweat and hard work, we will always remember you, your contribution has irrigated the whole mine,-not afraid of being unknown on the list, there is a road under hard feet, our mine, our song is dedicated to you. Beautiful me, let me feel extremely proud, strut, I am proud of mine, let us sail smoothly together and feel the beauty of our home! Our mine, beautiful home, you are my flying dream, my blue dream, intertwined fantasy, constantly creating and building a harmonious mine, showing the glorious course of the mine, planning a beautiful blueprint, preparing for the second take-off, mining, let us strive for a better future and a better home with a leap-forward transformation and development pace! Aggressive! Sprint, sprint.

10. The composition of west taihu lake has long been heard that the night view of west taihu lake is beautiful, so you must go and see it when you are free. Today, my mother decided to take my brother and me to visit west taihu lake, and finally got a chance to bet on its beautiful customs.

Soon in the evening, my mother drove us for more than ten minutes and finally arrived. I opened the car door, jumped out and rushed to the door. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a magnificent sculpture. Suddenly, a dazzling light enveloped the whole sculpture, and at the same time, colorful light attracted my attention. It turns yellow like a gold necklace, red like a fire-breathing dragon, and my favorite green. From a distance, it looks like a lush mountain, which is dizzying.

We walked along a brightly lit road to the West Pacific Lake. At this time, the fountain in full bloom in the lake came into view. These fountains sometimes shake slowly like a colorful folding fan; Sometimes, like a blooming morning glory, it blooms in summer night; Sometimes it's like mountains in the morning fog, like a fairyland. A gust of wind blew, and the water droplets floating in the air kissed our cheeks, which was refreshing. I know this is a farewell to us.

When the fountain ended, I reluctantly left west taihu lake Square. The beautiful fountain will remain in my heart forever.