A composition describing the early morning scenery

1. The beautiful scenery in Chenxi Composition No.65438 +0: In the morning, the whole world is clear and bright, and the sunshine is gently sprayed on everything in the world through the faint fresh fog, which has a pleasing feeling.

The second sentence: In the early morning, white clouds are floating in the light blue sky, the leaves on the roadside are blown by the breeze, and the birds are chirping and jumping back and forth on the trees, as if to tell people that a new day has begun. The third sentence: Take a book and walk in the park.

By the river, people are fishing; Among the green trees, there is infinite vitality. The fourth sentence: Dewdrops roll down the dream of dandelion and clover, splashing transparent sunshine.

In a golden noise, a dawn that is no longer wet is hatched. The fifth sentence: The horizon shows the white dawn of fish belly.

Gradually, more and more clear, from white belly to orange, and from orange to reddish; Red for a while, gold for a while, and half purple and half red colors, and some colors that can't be said or seen are really colorful. The shape of the sunrise is also endless, and some are like eagles spreading their wings; Some are flying like bright red scarves, which disappear for a while, but a galloping horse comes ... It's really varied and changeable. The sixth sentence: at dawn in the mountain village, open your eyes in the henhouse.

The morning light depicts the morning fog.

Early in the morning, when I opened the door, a fresh and moist thing came to my face, refreshing. Oh, it's fog

Looking around, there is a vast sea of fog everywhere. It is like a huge silver gauze, draped over mountains, rivers, trees and houses, giving people a magical hazy color. The sun is also foggy, as if surrounded by a layer of purple fog. This scene reminds people of the poem "The sunshine incense burner gives birth to purple smoke".

In the dense fog, the car honked its horn, lit its lamp and drove slowly. The sound of bicycles reaches people's ears from time to time. Those aunts dressed in various colors, riding bicycles, driving carefully in the fog, disappeared in a blink of an eye, just like fairies descending to earth; And those uncles who ride bicycles and motorcycles are like the Monkey King in Journey to the West.

What a strange fog! I wanted to reach out and touch it, but it flew naughtily, flew to my face, touched my hair, floated on my clothes and immersed in my heart. ...

If nature is the source of poetry and painting, then morning mist is natural poetry and painting.

Morning by the sea

The morning in the city is awakened by the short horn of the car, while the morning by the sea is awakened by the soft sea breeze and the sound of the waves lapping on the shore.

It's cool in the morning by the sea. When I come to the seaside in the morning, I like the soft sea breeze. I tried to swim in the sea and touch the sea with my feet. It feels cold and cold!

The morning by the sea is also lively. When I arrived here early in the morning, the traffic was heavy, and it was even more difficult to buy tickets, because there were so many people at the ticket window that they frantically put their hands into the ticket window, making the conductor in a hurry. When they entered the gate and stood high, they could hardly find any gaps.

Morning by the sea is still interesting. Many children are piling sand and creating various shapes in their hearts, while adults use their powerful feet to make the children in the mother sea jump.

The morning by the sea is more * * *. Someone rode a horse and let it jump on the golden beach. Others ride surfboards and ride the waves in the blue sea.

Finally, I hope this seaside will always retain her indifference, liveliness and fun, as well as her * * *!

Describe the early winter morning

Although it is early winter, I can't verify the traces of autumn. I saw the fields in the morning, and the harvest continued. Some rice ears are placed gracefully horizontally, which is easy to arouse people's association with life. Eating makes you want to sleep and burp. Lying on the straw and looking up at the sky is so romantic. There are other ears of rice planted in the field, and the ridge divides them into pieces of thick gold ornaments, which is really exciting and bubbles out a string of desires about wealth. It's a beautiful morning. Some birds are running around in uncut and cut rice fields, as if their festival is coming, or some happy events will follow. They are chasing each other and flying in groups. Some birds changed their voices, while others deliberately stretched their vibrato and sang praises to the countryside. This morning, which is completely folk songs, has fascinated me. I found some folk songs that only exist in China, and I can't confirm the beauty of the present morning situation.

Then indulge in this morning, the wind by the river is not as cold as the early winter written in the novel. The wind relies on fresh air, rushes into my nostrils, and then enters my internal organs. It looks quite imposing. This kind of wind blows on your face, and you can enjoy it with dignity, just like being waited on to wash your face and apply cream to protect your fat. Life used to be so beautiful, people were immersed in this air and enjoyed everything they thought. In the morning, I suddenly found a dog running on the ridge, with four legs spread out, and some people in the village came out one after another. Now, it seems that this early winter morning is like an expensive car, and the motor sound is not so harsh when it starts. It is completely in line with the humanized design and makes me daydream about a new day.

The scenery in the morning

At six o'clock in the morning, I got up. Grandpa and I went to make soybean milk. As soon as we got out of the house, we enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the morning. The sky is still gray, only to see a bright moon hanging in the southern sky like a boat, and yellow has lost its luster. The east is shining, too. Half the sky is purple. I think the sun will come out soon. I am wearing winter clothes. There is no wind in the morning, but it is still a little cold. On the way, I looked at the buildings far and near. Only a few people show their lights through the windows, and most people may still be dreaming. The whole street was quiet, except for the cries of selling in the distance, and there was not even a little sparrow's cry. Although it's selling palm seed, it's incongruous and harsh with this quiet morning. In front of the stall selling fried dough sticks, there are many people who buy fried dough sticks and make soybean milk. I think they may all be preparing breakfast for the students. I think grandma gets up so early every day and prepares breakfast so hard. If I don't study hard, I will be too sorry for grandma. We made soybean milk and walked on the way home. It's getting light and there are more and more pedestrians on the road. The east is getting redder and redder, and the moon is out of sight. There are more people in the street, and people go to work by bike one after another, starting their busy day. See the beautiful scenery in the morning! I have been deeply attracted by the scenery this morning. I will go farther away from home with my parents to observe the beautiful scenery in the morning. This can not only exercise the body, but also exercise the will. The scenery in the morning is so beautiful, I like the beautiful scenery in the morning!

I hope it helps you.

3. Composition, writing morning scenes, 300 intoxicating morning scenes. In the morning, the whole world is clear, and the sun shines gently on everything through a weak shock, which makes people feel pleasing and intoxicating! Dawn slowly began, and it was another colorful morning, coming to the world with freshness.

Strolling through the garden, the smell of damp soil keeps coming to my nose. Small flowers on the roadside are covered with crystal dew, like sparkling diamonds, teetering; The breeze in Xu Lai, the fragrance of flowers, the flaming cockscomb, the climbing morning glory and the delicate rose are all in full bloom.

I don't know which bird is singing on the telephone pole, and the chirping sound suddenly forms a wonderful piece of music. Walking on campus, I feel that the campus is so quiet and beautiful. Sometimes fog hangs over the whole school like layers of gauze. Nothing can be seen except the teaching building and some tall and tidy trees. The morning breeze blows gently, which makes people relaxed and happy.

Walking on the dam, butterflies and flowers are lingering, willows are dyed with light green, swaying freely in the spring breeze, stretching their waists. They dress themselves up and wear short and tender braids. How elegant and comfortable they are! There are many pink flowers on the branches of peach trees. A spring breeze is blowing, the peach blossoms give off a faint fragrance, swarms of bees are flying around among the flowers, and the grass is sneaking out of the soil as if to see enough of the outside world. Some of them bend like shy girls; Some are like lively and lovely children swinging their bodies. Everything in the morning is so vibrant, high-spirited and intoxicating.

4. The landscape composition in the morning is beautiful in winter. If you don't believe them, please have a look-every morning I open the door and go out, and the biting cold wind hits me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing. Hexagonal snowflakes are varied: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... they are beautiful. Fall to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in fresh air. Everything is wrapped in silver and beautiful. However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if to give gifts to people ... Miss Winter is really ingenious! The club is crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, like cotton bags. They do morning exercises with beautiful music. There is a thick layer of ice on the artificial lake, and some naughty little students are frolicking on the lake, and there are bursts of laughter from time to time. ... in winter, the weather is very cold. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling. Ah, I love winter, because in winter, "a strong grass is known by a strong wind", and I love its character. In the winter campus of Deng (primary school), I always feel bored staying at home, so I go out for a walk with my grandmother. Out of the door, I couldn't help taking a breath of the air after the rain. The air is so fresh. I saw that the thorns that bloomed brilliantly last week were scared down by the cold wind, and the thorns of wild roses in the community were not as strong as before. As soon as I pressed it, it fell, and so did the pink petals. On the flower bed, pieces of dead leaves fell on it and turned into bowls of sweet spring water after the rain. Walking on Wu Tong Road, the ground is full of Wu Tong leaves, and the north wind is blowing. They scampered into the road like a group of naughty and lovely little people, and the north wind scampered around in my clothes. Several cypress trees beside the 576 station are still standing without fear. They are so strong and straight. There are several chrysanthemums beside the school gate, which seems to add some vitality to the deserted campus. Several children are playing by the pool on campus, and the old people are sitting by the pool in groups of three, talking about the past and the present. The waves rippled, reflecting the surrounding lights. When I came to the bamboo forest in the north of the mountain, I saw them standing firmly on the grass. The north wind blew, and they shook their heads as if they were not afraid of this cold winter. Unconsciously, I stood in front of our house. I still looked at the beautiful scenery in winter, but I didn't look back ... Looking up, the dark blue sky was so charming. Bright little stars twinkle in the sky, and they gather more and more, as if dancing on the blue carpet, blinking and talking to me. Ah! The night is so magical that the moon just climbed the treetops and gave off bright light. The night is quiet. This is winter on campus, a beautiful and quiet winter.

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5. Who can give me a 300-word landscape description according to the time? The teacher said that we would go to Shan Ye tomorrow to see autumn scenery and write a composition about autumn scenery. The good news made us so happy that I stayed up all night. I came to school early the next morning and waited to leave. We sat in the car for more than 40 minutes and finally arrived at our destination. I feel the autumn scenery is beautiful and crisp, with blue sky and white clouds and autumn wind blowing gently. It's nothing like a city. If this city is compared with this Shan Ye, it is far from it. The water in the river flows like a female singer, which is the best music in autumn scenery. The mountains are reflected in the river. Blue sky and white clouds reflect. Baiyun swims in the river like a great white whale. At this time, I seem to have found a "pyramid" among the grotesque stones by the river. Ah, if you look closely, it is a triangular stone, which really looks like a small golden pagoda. I played with it in my hand and couldn't put it down. We saw many beautiful stones and put all the symbols in my pocket. There are too many scenery in autumn to describe. Colorful mountains come one after another, like brothers holding hands and like colorful waves rolling in. In ancient times, some people said, "Brothers unite and Qi Li perish.". One tree after another, the big trees look so powerful, like tall brothers holding hands. The trees on the mountain are full of colors, as if they were kings in heaven. There are all kinds of colors scattered on the mountain, which makes the mountain look more beautiful than before. Autumn on the mountain is really beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful. Pieces of birch trees are bare and white, like a little girl in a white skirt. On the mountain, in the colorful forest, a piece of birch stands out and dazzles you. This may be the charm of birch forest, which adds a sense of sacredness to autumn scenery. Poplar trees are also very scenic. Seen from a distance, the hillside is gray. When you come to it, you will feel that although the branches have lost all their leaves, it is very tall and straight. We also specially went to see Xiao Yang's Woods. Seen from a distance, this is a rare green color. As we approach, it must be green leaves dancing on the trees, bringing a ray of life to autumn. There are so many trees with red leaves in autumn. Red leaves are a symbol and a major feature of autumn. The leaves of many trees turn red, such as golden yellow, pink, bright red, crimson and so on. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers". Red is particularly rich in the mountains, all over the mountain. The mountain in front of us is as beautiful as a dye dyed red by the gods. Looking up at the sky, the white clouds in autumn swim happily in the blue sea like big whales. Under the blue sky, Shan Ye is in the middle. This is a big reservoir. Sunlight shone on the reservoir, sparkling. At first glance, it looks like a big mirror embedded in Shan Ye, as if it were a toilet mirror in autumn scenery. Looking at the beautiful lake, autumn scenery in my heart is even more beautiful. We reluctantly left Shan Ye in autumn to give me a happy autumn scenery. We got on the bus and left Shan Ye for the city. I don't think I've had enough fun.

6.600 words The scenery in the early morning The summer morning in the countryside begins with a busy time. The earliest people liked fishing. They made a fish pond in the dark, sprinkled bait and squatted by the river, holding a fishing rod in their hands and staring at the fish mark, as motionless as a sculpture. They are the guardians of the early morning countryside. Secondly, Zhang Changyu and the shrimp cage rowed out of the boat and blackened it. When it was bright, they went home by boat in the morning with misty water on their faces. Then, while the men and children were still lying in bed, the women were already squatting on the dock in various colors, eating their meals, snoring, flapping their clothes sticks and laughing and singing the morning songs of rural summer.

Summer mornings in the country are also very leisurely. In the courtyard of the small dining table, light blue salted duck eggs, refreshing pickles, homemade yellow flour cakes or white rice cakes present the leisure of peasant breakfast. Aluminum pot, who is filled with rice porridge, floats in a basin filled with cold water, swaying leisurely and relaxing the mood of breakfast. If you are not satisfied, you can also fill a bowl of porridge, pick up a chopstick dish, drag sandals out, squat down in a busy place in the alley, listen to gossip and state affairs while eating, occasionally insert a word or two, and chat at breakfast.

The sun's face became redder and redder, and it began to heat up, and the countryside began to be busy. Farmers go to the fields in the morning and evening when it is cold, and men carry hoes and beams of farmland to work in the fields; Women wear colorful cool hats, carry baskets and light farm tools on their arms, and pick vegetables in the fields; Children also have jobs, do summer homework, watch TV and read books, but most of them pretend to be parents. Before going to the field at noon, the woman came back first and called the eggplant, cowpea and green beans planted in her own field into the field in a basket, not in the yard, but in the doorway. Several women are working together in the sun. Sometimes there are tomatoes, watermelons and so on. If it is soybean, peel it slowly. Let's peel them together. Parents' short-lived, happy things and complaints go hand in hand in choosing vegetables and peeling beans. Everything is so harmonious and quiet.

When the smoke curled up, the women were so busy that they sweated, which meant that the morning was over. Women wash their faces, watch their side dishes and wait patiently for their husbands to return. When the child saw the delicious shredded pork, he couldn't bear to drool and put his hand in his mouth. Women are always angry and greedy cats. Wait until your father comes back.

The countryside in the afternoon is weak and boring. Cats and dogs are taking a nap in the shade. When the weather is hot, the dog's tongue sticks out and is red, as if looking for a shady place to live. Most vendors selling cold drinks doze off under the gazebo in front of their houses and lean back on the recliner. When people come to buy things, they don't start suddenly, look around, and calm down without shouting or knocking. Playing cards in the middle of the room, under the shade of trees, under the convertible, and holding their breath with the onlookers. Although they are small, no one dares to be careless. When it ended, there were cheers and screams of victory and many sighs of failure. The onlookers actually cried. It's really interesting to play and watch. The wind and rain in summer are cool, unpredictable and strong, which will wake people's dreams and frighten cats and dogs to jump straight. Running in the rain in the street, shouting to collect clothes and close the window in a hurry, watching the rain and listening to the rain at home, and waiting for the rainbow after the rain are all the feelings brought by the summer wind and rain. Only the wind and rain of playing cards at home are not surprised.

On a summer night in the countryside, with farmers calling for chickens, ducks and geese, adults "come up quickly, the otter cat will kill you" and reprimanded the children. The moon and the sun are hanging together, and it gradually begins to dusk. After eating and taking a bath, most people enjoy air conditioning and electric fans at home, and there is no longer the scene of enjoying the cool on the village bridge twenty years ago. At this time, just move a stool, roll a mat and bring a fan. Men are bare chests and breasts, and a strong body is like an iron tower under the stars, which always attracts women's attention. Men's and women's jokes flowed from some people's mouths, but no one was angry. An old woman in her sixties and seventies, naked and shriveled, tells the sacredness and greatness of raising children and selfless maternal love. The children either looked up at the starry sky and meditated, or talked about the old things in the village around the grandfather with a white beard, and looked focused as if they were there. Girls and boys in love snuggled up to each other, whispering and laughing. Suddenly, girls waved their fists and rained down on boys' chests. The long-lost cool breeze blows in waves, which is the crowning touch of enjoying the cool at night. I don't know whose child plopped into the water, pushing the summer in the countryside to * * *. Everything is fresh in my memory.

Now, the bridge is still there, and Xia Feng is still cold, but that scene has not reappeared. But I often see a lonely old woman sitting on a small stool, shaking Pu Kui, speechless. Is it the girl who fell in love in those days? As if immersed in the beauty of marriage and love in those days, I don't know whether it is happy or sad at night.

7.600-word morning scenery composition, a ray of sunshine through the window, sprinkled on the table, the table is like gold plating, golden, today's sunrise is particularly beautiful.

So, today I went downstairs to enjoy the beautiful sunrise. What a brilliant sun! There are several bright clouds on the horizon, which set off the sun. What a spectacular sight!

Walking on the path leading to the pond, the whole world seems to be immersed in the glory of the scenery, and I am also in this brilliant sunshine. Gradually, the sunshine filled my clothes and warmed me-my sister's starlight and moonlight were too cold and lonely, and only this could be just right than the unrestrained and hot sunshine. Sunshine surrounds me, and pieces of sunshine come to me. Looking up at the sun, I only felt a dazzling light sting my eyes. Looking down again, you can see that the sun is red all around, and the whole world is completely enveloped in this warm atmosphere.

I came to the pond before I knew it. The pond was very small. Usually, the water is clear and green, but today, the water in this pool has golden ripples under the sunshine, and the colorful pebbles at the bottom of the pool are dyed golden by this enthusiastic sunshine. Seen from a distance, there seems to be dozens of pieces of gold at the bottom of the pool.

When I came to the garden, osmanthus was bathed in warm sunshine. The breeze blew, and she kept welcoming people to pose.

Unconsciously, I have been immersed in this brilliant sunshine, and my consciousness is gradually blurred. The whole body and mind are constantly spreading, as if I were melting into the vast universe. .

I don't know how long it took, but a crisp * * * came at me, and I woke up suddenly, remembering that it was time to go to school.

8. Describe the early morning scenery. The morning seems to be a few sketches in Zhang Mo, elegant and simple. In the thin morning fog, the graceful charm of green trees is faintly visible, and the vibrant grass is even more dazzling and bright, just like the taste of a piece of sugar dissolved in thin water, which makes people fascinated. Morning is the messenger of a new day. She came, dispelled the night, came to earth like a mother, and gently lifted the light brown silk veil covering the earth from the east. Then, gently and warmly, it awakened the mountains, the earth and the sweet sleeping life, and made the world look brand-new in an instant. The earth woke up, so charming and gentle, like a baby waking up in a cradle, with wide eyes and dripping water, so naive and so clever.

Wake up new life in the morning and bring endless vitality to nature.

The sun finally came out, shining like a naughty doll in the milky fog. Under the action of sunlight, the white fog slowly dispersed. In the distant house, the trees gradually emerged.

Night fell from the sky, and the sickle-like moon hung obliquely in the night sky outside the window. There are many stars in the sky, just like jewels on black curtains. A ray of moonlight shines directly on the bed through the window.

The moon hung down from the cracks in the trees, covered the ground with a layer of broken silver, and every leaf seemed to sneak into the milk. Breeze bursts, giving people a hint of coolness. Whenever, leaves rustle, as if whispering, weaving beautiful dreams. In the grass, all kinds of unknown insects "crickets" and "chirps" are singing happily, one after another, forming harmonious music. I think this is their concert!

This is an elegant and simple morning, full of golden light, noon when the sun rises, hazy moonlight and starry night!