My favorite seasonal work

Winter is my favorite season, it is not a hopeful spring, it is not a full and busy summer, it is not an autumn full of harvest, but it is a leisurely season. The following are 8 sample essays I collected from my favorite seasonal compositions, hoping to help you!

Chapter 1: My favorite season, summer, the scorching sun, a little breeze blowing, makes people feel refreshed, feeling a little cold and comfortable under the scorching sun. If you ask me which season I like best, I can't answer, because I like all four seasons. Spring, spring blossoms, willow branches sprout, everything recovers, and the ice and snow melt, which is exactly what people hope.

As Zong Pu wrote, "I like willow branches in early spring best. They are so fresh and bright. When the willow branches swing, it seems to tell you that spring is coming. " . In summer, the sun is like fire, and a breeze blows, which makes people feel refreshed and feel a little cool in the hot sun, which is very comfortable. On the physical education class, the sweat is dripping, which is really cool. Spread a mat on the ground at night. It's really comfortable to sleep on it. In autumn, leaves fall one after another, and the whole body is a golden world, a sea of leaves.

The leaves creaked under their feet like a sonata. The farmer's uncle got a bumper harvest, and everyone was happy. Aunt Orchard blushed like an apple. In winter, snowflakes are flying and laughter is constant. Children make snowmen and have snowball fights in the snow. It is really cold to go to bed at night. It's getting warmer. Ah, it's so comfortable. I like them all, but we should protect the environment and not put the whole world in a greenhouse!

Chapter 2: My favorite season, spring, makes people feel warm; Summer is a charming and hot season; Autumn is a fruitful season; But I like the dazzling scene in winter. Is winter really so charming?

Yes, it snowed all night in winter. When I opened the door in the morning, I saw the soft snowdrift. Look at Shan Ye, all covered with quilts layer by layer. Early in the morning, the children of every household ran away, grabbing the snow in one hand, hitting the snow in the other, pushing snowballs and sliding the snow, like groups of little monkeys rolling on the ground. Snow is charming, a thick pile of snow on the tree, like pomegranate falling from the tree when the cold wind blows.

I like winter, especially playing in winter, in the snow. Pheasants are afraid of the cold, so they don't stick their heads in the snow and come to them quietly. As long as you scratch them gently, they will come to your hands and let you go home and have a good meal.

Ha ha! Readers, have you seen this place and decided to play in winter?

Chapter 3: My favorite season Winter is my favorite season. This is not a hopeful spring, this is not a busy summer, this is not an autumn full of harvest, but this is a leisurely season.

I like winter snow best. "Huhu", when the wind blows, those naughty snow elves come to their stage with the wind. Look, these snow elves are going to start their concert again. Their performances are really varied! Watch this snow elf dance ballet in the air, watch that snow elf skate on thin ice, and watch this snow elf play hopscotch on the roof. Naughty children picked up the thin ice in Koikegami and smashed it to the ground. With this accompaniment, these snow elves can't help but tap dance. In the face of such a wonderful performance, the small trees on the roadside swayed, and the cedar on campus rustled with the snow elves. Even the children who are afraid of the cold run with the dance of the snow elves. Everything is full of vitality. The performance of the snow elf is over. Mother Sky threw transparent flowers-snowflakes at them to celebrate the success of the performance. Those snow elves floated down with their honor. Some float on the eaves, putting white velvet hats on small houses, some float on cedars, putting white cotton-padded clothes on pine trees, and some float on hay, covering dying grass with white quilts. Gradually, Grandpa Sun came out, and these snow elves also hid, trying to play hide-and-seek with Grandpa Sun. The naughty snow elf secretly left the earth and returned to the arms of Mother Sky while Grandpa Sun was not paying attention.

I love winter, especially the snow in winter. Looking around, everything is so beautiful and pure, giving people a feeling of leisure and relaxation.

My favorite seasons are spring, summer, autumn and winter. However, I like autumn and winter best. Because of these two seasons, one is my favorite autumn fairy and the other is my white grandfather. Although I like these two seasons, I like my hometown, no matter what season, because in my hometown, no matter what season, my hometown is so beautiful and lively in my eyes.

Let me talk about my hometown in autumn and winter!

In autumn, leaves fly in the air like butterflies. I know, it's Qiu Xian. The fairy in autumn wears a yellow dress, and her long hair turns black. She sprinkled coolness on the earth and light on the sky. Not only did she ask for nothing in return, but she also gave heavy fruits to the world.

Hometown is rich because of cause and effect, and helps each other because of coolness. Autumn in my hometown is yellow, and my hometown is happier and more excited every day under the care of Qiu Xian.

But Qiu Xian will leave soon, and we shed tears in pain and bid farewell to Qiu Xian! Qiu Xian waved to us as if to say that she would return to this beautiful little village next year. Indeed, we have rivers and bridges here, but it has become more beautiful and white than before.

Suddenly one day, the sky became a little gloomy, and everyone knew it was going to rain. But unexpectedly, it began to snow. My friends in my hometown and I shouted happily. "It's snowing! It's snowing! Grandpa Bai is back! Grandpa Bai is coming to accompany us! " We got dressed, and I made a snowman with my parents and grandparents. My mother and I piled the snow together, my father wanted to make the shape of a snowman, and my grandfather's task was simple. I found tools to make eyes, nose, little red riding hood and hands. Grandma put the snowman on it. The snowman is ready, and it is the first time for our family to make a snowman. It's beautiful. I had a good time with my friends.

Hometown, what a beautiful hometown. Yellow and white, different colors, our hometown, beautiful hometown. A hometown with four seasons and four colors. My favorite season is also my favorite hometown.

Ah! My favorite hometown, favorite season, favorite season color. Qiu Xian and Grandpa Bai, you are my forever good friends and our best partners. I hope you can come and play with us again!

Chapter 5: My favorite season Autumn is my favorite season. Driving away the hot summer, pieces of yellow leaves fall quietly, and the earth is quiet, just like a sleeping person. The autumn wind blows quietly on my cheek, reminding people of the romantic love story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and I can't help feeling a little bit happy. Autumn is a good time for family reunion. Everyone gets together at the same time and enjoys the warmth in the moonlight.

Every autumn, one of my most anticipated activities is the Mid-Autumn barbecue. The family gets together. Some people are responsible for preparing materials, some are responsible for lighting, and some are responsible for arranging the site. We are so happy to work together! The delicious barbecue smells around us, and the delicious smell comes to the nose, which makes people can't help but eat, making the delicious look surprisingly delicious. Fat and juicy pork, when I take a bite, it can still leave a fragrance in my mouth!

In the evening, under the beautiful moonlight, we chatted about some hot topics while tasting delicious food. As for me, I am different from others. But enjoying the beautiful moon, imagining that I am the beautiful Chang 'e, and playing happily with Yutu on the moon!

On my way back to my grandma's house during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I saw a large golden rice field, like a dragon rolling in the autumn wind. Autumn is the harvest season. I saw a happy smile on the farmer's face. I think they must have a sense of accomplishment. After all, it is the result of their hard work for a year. Every rice plant is gradually growing and thriving under the careful care of farmers.

Autumn is a beautiful season. Its charming beauty makes me seem to have entered a fantastic kingdom and flew to a happy paradise in the sky. That feeling is really wonderful, and it also makes me fall in love with this poetic autumn.

Chapter 6: My favorite season is in the four seasons of the year. I hate the warm sunshine and spring breeze in spring, the heat in summer, the winter with withered flowers, but I have a soft spot for autumn with rustling leaves.

In the most rampant season of hot magic-when summer left the world, autumn came to the world with light steps. In a short time, the city of autumn scenery, there is no breath of summer.

Autumn, came to the campus, in an instant, all the flowers suddenly freed from the heat, and saw the vitality. At this time, several leaves fell to the ground, and the wind blew them to dance for this great autumn. Oh, the great Qiu!

In autumn, I came to the field and warmly greeted a string of golden corn hanging on the tree. Huang Cancan and full corn kernels showed people the unique beauty of autumn. Under the eaves, Qiu kissed the face of red pepper, like a firecracker waiting for people to light ... Qiu gently jumped into the face of farmers, adding "blessings" to crops and happiness to farmers. Oh, the great Qiu!

Autumn came to the orchard, opened its "cosmetic box", wiped the apples red, painted the oranges golden, and painted the grapes purple ... Autumn started all this, laughing comfortably and laughing ... Oh, great autumn!

Autumn leaves rich fruits and good wishes to the world. Autumn, and then left, branches swaying, Ye Er wanted to follow the footsteps of autumn, rode away in the wind, made several spins in the air, and floated down, leaving beautiful thoughts and quiet meditation. Autumn silently "serves" people, and we don't know what to repay it. I love autumn, and I love its noble character of being willing to "serve" people without asking for anything in return!

Chapter 7: My favorite season Some people like the spring when everything is revived, some people like the warm summer, some people like the snowy winter, and my favorite season is the autumn when everything is harvested.

Autumn is the harvest season. Fruits and melons in the orchard are fragrant and fruitful. Small red lanterns are hung on the apple tree, big red dates are densely covered with branches like red gems, and peaches are dressed in pink, as if to show off their beauty. Grapes are like a string of pearls, crystal clear, and pear Huang Chengcheng is like nodding and smiling at us! The breeze blew, sending a wisp of fragrance.

The forest in autumn is also beautiful. Golden leaves fell from the tree like beautiful butterflies, and soon there was a yellow-green carpet on the ground, creaking when you stepped on it. This is the music peculiar to autumn. Only maple trees are red, like fire in the sky. Ginkgo biloba leaves, like handfuls of small yellow fans, blow away the heat in summer and bring the coolness in autumn.

In the field, the corn showed its gold teeth, Grandpa Rice bent over with laughter, and the lovely little pods were setting off firecrackers! The farmer's uncle was tired and sweaty, but their faces showed the joy of harvest. Autumn is crisp and there are no clouds in Wan Li. Some of the white clouds in the sky are like a cute little sheep, some are like a cute puppy, and some are like a sleeping kitten. They are so cute.

I love this poetic and joyful autumn.

Chapter 8: My favorite seasons are green spring, lush summer, golden autumn and snow-white winter. There are four seasons in a year, season after season, how beautiful! My favorite is autumn.

Autumn is sad in many people's eyes, but in my eyes, it is another scene. Autumn is colorful. You see the maple leaves in Qixia Mountain are red, and they are clustered in patches. A gust of wind blows, as if countless small palms are flapping "rustling, rustling". Well done! Look, the ginkgo in Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is smiling. Some fruits stand on the branches, some are whispering, and some are crumbling. How naughty it is to have a "golden bell hanging upside down"! The autumn wind blows, and the golden ginkgo leaves fall down like countless butterflies flying in the air.

When it is red and yellow, it is the fallen leaves all over the ground. It is soft and brittle when walking, and sometimes it makes a creaking sound. It was the stiff and fragile body of the old leaves that sacrificed their lives and melted into the soil. I like ginkgo orchards everywhere best. It's like laying bricks on the ground Very beautiful.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, which is the wish of all leaves in autumn. The lovely Feng Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and the leaves flying all over the sky jumped over the one last dance like lovely elves, until they were tired of jumping, and then slowly plunged into the arms of Mother Earth.

The four seasons are like four good sisters, bringing a colorful world to nature, and I like this golden autumn best!