Write a composition on the theme of weather and landscape

1. Composition with the theme of Weather Landscape 400 In the early morning, the faint cool fog rises from the river and flutters in Ran Ran, making the surrounding scenery follow, as if walking into a fairyland.

After a long time, the sun suddenly ran out with red cheeks. The bright sunshine sprinkled on the earth, as if to spread a golden carpet on the earth and put a warm coat on everything.

At noon, the more the sun's face is exposed, the more the sun is exposed. At this time, the sun, like thousands of swords, pierced the dense dark clouds and cast an umbrella-shaped light on the quiet earth.

In the evening, a bright moon appeared from the clouds, but she only opened a corner of the opening ceremony, revealing half of her face. The crescent moon is curved, like a girl's sweet mouth laughing, and countless radiance falls from the sky. After a while, the moon was shy. She pulled a piece of black gauze to cover her delicate face and began to cry quietly.

"Tick-tock", ah, countless "peas" on the moon's face are playing the piano, playing and singing, forming a beautiful "hymn of rain".

A rain washed away the dust on the trees on weekdays, washed Madao West Street clean, and the surrounding air was much fresher. That lovely "Doudou" is really admirable!

The weather is changeable, magical and mysterious!

2. Summer weather, sometimes sunny, sometimes rainy, through observation, write an article about the weather landscape. At noon today, I wanted to go out. When I opened the door, the heat wave hit my face and I shrank back. I sat anxiously in front of the electric fan, cursing the sultry weather. Suddenly, dark clouds appeared in the sky, one piece, two pieces ... At this moment, with the sound of "Didi Dada", scattered raindrops fell. Raindrops fell on the mud, splashing clouds of dust; When I landed on the concrete floor, it was like a small flower that suddenly bloomed on the concrete floor. Before anyone could see it clearly, the sound of "shua shua, shua shua ..." followed, just like a huge sprinkler suddenly opened in the sky, and dense rain came. The "blooming flowers" on the concrete floor disappeared in an instant. Soon, the ground disappeared. I think I like it very much. It's raining harder and harder. Rain curtains hung on the eaves, and thick raindrops fell to the ground, splashing bigger arrows. Looking around, there are many raindrops and jumping arrows everywhere. Rain hits the leaves and makes a "flapping" sound; When I hit the roof, there was a click. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed, followed by deafening thunder, bang, bang ... like a huge roller, rolling around and drifting away. The sound hasn't completely disappeared, "crackling" is another big thunder ... high notes, low notes, long notes and short notes. The wind stopped and the thunder disappeared. It's a red sun and a sunny day, but it's getting cool. At this time, although the sun was shining brightly in the sky, I still felt the cool breeze blowing gently, and the fragrance of the soil smelled fresh. I started the bike and took a gasp. I thought to myself, what a timely rain, what a beautiful rain! The success of this composition stems from successful observation. The observation of this composition is very distinctive. The author's observation should not only use his eyes, but also mobilize his ears, nose, skin and brain to see clearly, carefully, completely and clearly. The author also noticed what he observed in the comparison. He compared the sparse rain at the beginning with the dense rain later, and compared the heavy rain with the mud. Pay attention to the different sounds of rain hitting leaves and roofs, and pay attention to the difference between distant thunder and nearby thunder ... More importantly, the little author gave full play to the imagination and association function of the brain in observation, otherwise, there would be no writing like "(clouds) gathered in the air like being driven away by giants" and there would be no "like a huge sprinkler suddenly opened in the sky, and it rained densely". (Thunder rumbling, rumbling) There will be no description ... just like a huge roller, it will roll away gradually "... How can a young author write such a good composition without such observation? .

3. Articles describing the weather and scenery I really walked into a thick spring, and I slept in this small mountain city for one night.

It seems particularly sweet. When I woke up in a drizzle all night, I thought I heard a thrush.

The birds are beautiful and graceful, the smell of spring rain wafts from the window, and the spring mountains are heavy.

Green is also floating from the window, and spring penetrates my body and mind like an arrow here!

Spring came like this, like a kind and generous elder, gently with his warm hands.

Soften you gently after the cold winter, he brings you brilliant flowers and massiness.

Green, he wants you to stretch your tired body and mind in his generous mind!

I live in a noisy city where my eyes are full of colorful lights. I am a city.

The city is in a hurry, for food and clothing, in order to lay its own shallowness on the colorful screen of the city.

In my mind, I almost forgot spring in my hurry. Spring is an old man as abstract as philosophy.

He never helps you get some concrete benefits!

However, after all, spring broke in with his irresistible charm and calm and noble temperament.

My soul, in spring, tied his beauty to the kite put by the child and tied it to the balcony.

Orchid, tied to a spring shirt blown open by warm wind; Spring is really like an invincible force.

Where is the legion?

Today, I walked into this high spring mountain again, and the spring scenery all the way made me respond.

I was drowned by the string of bright yellow flowers on the mountain, and the azaleas on the mountain were as red as fire.

I am excited, and the rich flower waves on the mountain make me laugh; I walked into green, fat, red and fat.

Mid-spring, I have missed the early spring of peach, yellow, white and green, and I failed.

Spring has come, and that warm greeting has come. How could I be shrouded in the smog of the city and forget spring?

Oh, my god.

Fortunately, I am enjoying a thick mid-spring. I have a green, fat, red and thin one.

Late spring!

I said to myself, look up and see the mountains and green spring in the distance.

Water, stroking the flexible willow, you will feel relaxed and happy. Don't live up to this enrichment again.

A vibrant season!

Please write an article on the topic of "Summer"-colorful beauty is natural, and I don't like summer very much.

? Hot weather, extreme heat, lightning and storms are always concentrated in the same season. In the south where I live, the four seasons are not very clear.

The hot summer has brought many bad factors to people's lives. "June is a child's face", and the ever-changing weather often makes people unprepared.

Lightning and showers decorate villages and fields, but it is difficult to decorate farmers' mood. Extreme heat often leads to severe drought or flood.

It's sultry and sleepless, bacteria breed, food goes bad easily, mosquitoes and flies fly around, and you have to be careful of ultraviolet radiation and poisonous snake attacks. For a long time, I always spent a long hot summer under a curse.

? In fact, Fei Xia is completely like this. Because of my age, I have gradually become familiar with the laws of nature and the characteristics of ecology, and the charm of the four seasons has its own style.

I began to examine and appreciate the colorful beauty of midsummer. ? The beauty of sunshine.

If the spring girl is described as light and vigorous, then Xia should be a passionate man. You see, the bright sunshine brings beautiful mountains and rivers and summer colors.

True, clear, true, everything is magnificent. In the sun, tall and straight, well proportioned, showing its true colors.

In the sun, mold was destroyed, mosquitoes and flies flew, and mice and snakes left in a hurry. In broad daylight, all the ugly people fled.

The sun is powerful, sweeping across the earth, magnificent. ? The beauty of green.

In fact, the whole summer is dominated by one color, and that is lush green. Coming from pale yellow and green, summer is full of lush life.

Green radishes, lush locust trees, towering eucalyptus and cypress trees reflect the maturity of life in rich green and colorful colors. The path is shaded by trees and the green leaves cover the sky. People only love and cherish the cool under the trees in the hot summer sun.

? The beauty of fruit. Fruits in the south don't have to wait until the autumn harvest.

After harvesting golden ears of grain in the vast fields, people began the second round of farming and sowing. The sun is shining and many fruits are hanging on the leaves.

Dripping carambola, black and red plum, crispy melon, oil green and yellow olive, rose red plum and mango fragrance. Heavy longan, fat banana, round yellow skin, strings, Haloxylon ammodendron, rows and rows.

Pastoral fragrance, abundant crops, hardworking people like to sing the hymns of summer. The beauty of dusk.

The rain in summer comes quickly and refreshing. The clear sky is full of light, and gold is shining in the west.

The clouds are tender and the sunset glow is red. The rainbow spans, sipping the country at one end and lying in the ravine at the other. Colorful, dazzling, blurred water color, silhouette suddenly far and near.

Rainbow is the beautiful thrush of nature. Sunset is the most magnificent totem of the day.

The sky is fresh, undeclared, not arrogant, bordeaux, warm, huge, round, frozen, like a plate like a cake. The sunset in summer is the truest, the most perfect and the most lovely.

The nights are short and the days are long, and the sun condenses a year's holiday in midsummer dusk. Twilight is like day, people are busy, learning, enriching, happy, creating and writing wonderful chapters in life in the most magnificent time and space of the four seasons.

? The beauty of a summer night. People who curl up in the cold winter wrap the night with thick quilts, leaving no gap in the moonlight.

Wearing autumn clothes, people complain that the sky is not cool and warm in the dry wind. Spring is busy and spring is sleepy, and a new moon hits people's sleeping beds, making them feel disappointed.

Only in the summer night, only in the hot and impetuous midsummer night, can you really share the beauty and brightness of the night. In the village at midnight, the moon is bright and clear.

The sky is so blue, the whole world is pure color, and the stars suddenly shine, so bright and so close that you can pick them with one hand. Under the banyan tree, beside the stone fence, on the threshold, under the melon vine, the story here is not sleepy, floating around in the country.

On the ridge of the pond, the night is empty. Tian Chou, city walls, villages, country roads, hills, streams ... At midnight, everything is so loose and everything is so sparse.

Listen carefully, the fields are clear and repetitive, and the morning light is a pillow. It is the wind that suddenly wrinkles a pool of summer water, making it cool and occasionally bringing the smell of crops.

? Summer is the most beautiful season. ? Xia, with his fickle and generous temperament, created a folklore and natural farce, and wrote complex and magnificent contents of the four seasons.

Love for summer is actually love for nature and life. It turns out that all along, our observation of the scenery and peep at the world often inherit the prejudice and bad taste of the past, and often shrink into a seasonal style in the thunder and lightning of rainy summer.

In nature, beauty and ugliness coexist and good and evil are harmonious. If we can see the positive side in life, why are we afraid of the hot thunderstorm in midsummer? ? The charm of summer lies in finding beauty.

Writing Navigation Summer is a challenging season, with scorching sun, flying mosquitoes and flies, and stormy weather. Summer is also a very picky season. Some people hate it, some people like it, some people stagnate, some people make progress ... Taking "summer" as the topic, the composition is also very challenging and selective.

Judging from the writing style, it can not only write characters' notes, but also write scenery and express feelings, which naturally explains the discussion. From the perspective of material selection, the topics are wide and rich, and most students will try to be close to their own lives, or try to describe the scenery in summer or express their feelings in summer.

However, if the topic writing wants to be positive and meaningful, of course, many materials will be irrelevant or outdated, and the topic will be "big" and "empty". The key to writing this topic is how to find the incision of writing.

5. Grasp the scenery and weather in summer and write a composition. The new scenery in the 400-word rain likes to walk in the drizzle, like to walk alone on the oily path, and like the fresh and natural feeling of the drizzle; Like a cool world, a world that is not polluted by anything; I like to feel its freshness and cleanliness in the light rain; I like to think in this environment. However, everything changed that day. It's raining hard. I just don't want to go out when I look at the muddy road outside. The rain kept echoing around me, and the coolness of the rain soaked my whole body and tempted me. I walked into this rainy place wrapped up. The temperature has indeed dropped a lot, and I feel a little cold from time to time. At that time, I couldn't help but feel a little tired, and so was my mood. I found two figures in the rain, a child of seven or eight years old and a mother in her thirties. They shared an umbrella, and the mother tried to tilt the umbrella to the child's side, but her other shoulder was wet, but she completely ignored it. How happy the child is! My heart is a little warm. Walking, I saw a piece of Wang Yang-like water in front of me-perhaps exaggerated, but the water area is really large. I saw the flashing place in the distance and worried about how to get there. When I got to the front, I looked down and saw some bricks piled in the water. The distance is moderate, just attractive. I am very surprised! There is a warm current in my heart. When I came to the station, the world became much brighter. When the bus came, there were many people on board, but there was a tacit understanding between them: umbrella bearers would rather get wet than put away their umbrellas before getting on the bus; People who wear raincoats try to keep themselves away from others; After getting on the bus, the umbrella holder puts the umbrella in a corner far away from the crowd. People wearing raincoats dry the rain on their seats before getting off the bus ... and their hearts are warm. The rain in my heart has already stopped, and the sun is shining. There is a new landscape in the rain-people care about each other.

6. I choose wind and rain, choose wind and rain for the rainbow, and make life full of colorful sunshine for the rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Life has the joy of success, plain and practical, the struggle of * * *, and boundless romance. "12 seconds 9 1" in the Olympic Games is by no means a miracle. Nature is making a choice, so are human beings: the stubborn stone chose the mountain after the shock of the mind, because it believed that the mountain was silent, and it was the towering grass that chose the earth after struggling with the mind, because it believed that the silence of the earth was a broad white cloud and chose the blue sky deep in the heart, because it believed that the silence of the blue sky was an open wave, and after the ebb and flow, it chose the sea deep in the heart, because it believed that the silence of the sea was a kind. The beauty of nature is full of choice and competition, and the beauty of human beings is also full of choice and struggle. The beauty of the Great Wall lies in its magnificent entrance into the sea, which will never return, because it is the magnificent soul of China. The beauty beyond the Great Wall lies in its lofty sentiments of "lonely smoke in the desert and yen in the Yangtze River". The beauty of the rainbow lies in the beautiful arc of the sky after the storm. The beauty of Mogao Qu lies in its condensation of historical classics and the display of national culture, because it is the spiritual meeting point of China people. As teenagers in 2 1 century, are we choosing storms to sharpen our will? Do you want to be a strong and unyielding red phosphorus, or a white phosphorus that can't help suffering at 40 degrees Celsius? Do you choose bright stainless steel or scrap iron with rusty corners? Do you choose to cast a strong and fearless poplar, or to be a swaying grass falling with the wind? Do you choose to be a hard and bright diamond or a weak black graphite without strong bones? My friends, the road ahead is full of bumps. We should choose to smooth it with solid steps, and the future is full of wind and rain. We should dominate ourselves with firm faith and strive for progress with unyielding personality. Because after the storm, the beautiful rainbow will belong to us. With the bell ringing, we bid farewell to yesterday-2005 and welcome today-2006. When the first sunrise of the new year rises, when the flowers bloom and fall, when the tide rises and falls ... in the season of life, please smile, face the starry sky, face the dawn and face the dusk. Announce loudly: for the sake of

7. Composition of natural weather scenery

The mountain city of Chongqing is known as the "foggy city". The sky is gray, and there are few white clouds against the blue sky, but the clouds we saw when we traveled in Zhongdian, Yunnan Province were not like this.

On that day, our family traveled to Zhongdian. When I was on the plane, I curiously put my head in front of the window. When I saw it, I couldn't help shouting, "Wow! It's so beautiful! " Outside the porthole, the clouds are layered like endless peaks. Some of these mountains are high, some are low, some are steep, some are gentle ... Except for the different colors, these "Yunfeng" are almost exactly the same as the real peaks. After a while, the peak disappeared and became a little person, as if waving to us and welcoming us. Soon, the sun came out. Shining on the clouds, I suddenly feel shrouded in a wonderful scenery-at this moment, all the clouds seem to be dressed in golden clothes, and they become radiant, emitting thousands of golden lights. Clouds seem to set the sun with Phnom Penh, which is particularly beautiful. I seem to be in a smoky heavenly palace and become a fairy. All this appeared before my eyes like a dream.

When I got off the plane, I began to observe the clouds in Zhongdian.

At this time, the sky is blue, like a huge sapphire. The cloud seems to be a sapphire, washed by someone, and white without any stains. These clouds change shape from time to time, as if to show you that he is the embodiment of everything. First, they look like a good horse eating grass. Then a rectification wind blew, and the good horse became a rabbit. In a short time. I thought: this hunter is probably looking for the little rabbit. Later, the cloud became a deer, a plane and a farmer. Cloud is really like a magician. He can change whatever he wants. No wonder the poet came to the stork and said, "Everything is empty, and the hidden mountain in Wan Li rises again"!

Cloud, this ever-changing elf, I like it!

Hello, I hope I can help you, and hope to adopt it!

8. In March, the grass grows and the warbler flies. This Friday, our whole school went to Slender West Lake for a spring outing.

When I walked into the garden, I saw pink and willow green. "In the name of the ancient, miles cloister. Yangliuyiyi looks picturesque from a distance. " Several cruise ships are wandering on the lake, watching the ripples on the stern like fish scales, emitting golden light under the sunlight.

Free activities, groups of four, exchange snacks with each other. Talking and laughing, happy. Happy time is passing. When I am bored, I pick up my mobile phone and play games. Look at me. I'll look at you. Pick up the ball and be afraid. Let's play in the open space. Laughter echoed in the air. I took a photo, picked up my camera and mobile phone, clicked, and the flash flashed, leaving an eternal and beautiful memory.

Twenty-four bridges make people wander back and forth. Jump on Bridge 24, "One, two, three ..." Walk and count. "Twenty-four" is no more or less, just right. Look, there are many white doves! A few of them also flew into the blue sky. "Peck, peck", the white dove is eaten by tourists!

Tulips in ten thousand gardens are in bud. Look at this row of flowers, colorful, red as fire, pink as chardonnay, white as snow ... I saw layers of petals slowly opening, like exquisitely carved, forming a huge flower, beautiful, elegant, elegant, like a white fairy coming from the world.

A beautiful spring outing has become a diamond in memory!

Today, when I opened the window, the air was stuffy and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

After a while, suddenly, a strong wind blew and the sky began to thunder and lightning. It seems that God was angry and let Lei Gong and Lei Po thunder. I found the edge of the pond. I saw dragonflies flying on the water and clicked a few times with their tails. Just like the announcer, I told Xiaoyu that there would be a heavy rain. Let's run.

After a while, a group of powerful ant legions knew it was raining, so they took all the things in the nest and lined up to find a brand-new nest. I also saw a beautiful swallow with white feathers. Swallows fly lower and lower, just like a plane about to land.

In the pond, lotus leaves and lotus flowers are always ready to be moistened by rain. Immediately, one by one fell from the sky like a broken pearl.

Immediately, it began to rain cats and dogs, and pedestrians hurried away. Finally, when I got to the shelter, all the pedestrians became "soaked", and all the time I wanted to go out to play was destroyed by the downpour, which made my originally happy mood sad.

After the rain, Father Sun appeared, and seven colors of rainbows appeared in the sky. This rainbow is very beautiful. It turns my sad mood into a happy mood. The sultry weather immediately turned into fresh air.

The lotus leaf is full of dewdrops. When the lotus leaf shakes, all the dewdrops are shaken off, and the frog begins to live and dance. The weather in nature is very strange. It may rain when the sun is shining.

10. Write a composition with natural scenery as the main topic. I like the sound of seagulls in the sky.

Like the sea, like to watch the sea with my closest friends; I like watching the sea with my most sincere relatives.

Like the sea, like sitting on the beach watching the sea, like the ebb and flow of the tide, like the surging sea.

I hope I can live by the sea one day. I can live in a small shell house on two floors and look at the sea.

The sea can make people free and easy and forget unpleasant things. Be an enterprising person from now on.

I hope one day, I can sit on the beach with the person I like and count the stars back to back. In the beautiful night sky, only the stars can hear our confidence, and only the stars can witness our sincerity.

Listening to the sea, I can listen to the sound of the sea with the person I like, then I must be the happiest person in the world. I can listen to every touching story you tell, every wonderful symphony you play, and the sounds and laughter on the sea.

I hope that one day, I can sit on the balcony of the shell house with my beloved and enjoy the bright moon on the sea. Let's enjoy a happy evening by talking about little things from childhood to adulthood.

Kiss the sea, please allow me to hold the water and kiss it gently. Because it is soft, it is really cute.

I hope that one day, when I am old and have pale silver hair, I can stand on the beach with my best friend and sing for our youth.

Love the sea, a simple truth, should not be guessed by others. Only the sea knows, this is our secret.

Affectionate sea, can you tell me why you often cry? Is it because you complain that I never put you in my heart?

Affectionate sea, is it that spoony tears often tell you that her heart is so sad?

Is that bottle floating on the sea a memory she left behind, or a memory she asked you to take good care of?

The golden beach will accompany you through every lonely night so that you will never feel lonely. Do people on the beach let you share every kind of happiness with them on every party day?

Are you tired? The calm after the tide is exactly what you are telling people. Do you want to take a break, too?

Like the sea, like everything about the sea.

I also want to have a house, facing the sea and blooming in spring.