A work describing a scene.

No matter in study, work or life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my composition describing a scene (selected 10). Welcome to read the collection.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, my mother cleaned the room and asked me to go shopping with her in the supermarket. I agreed happily. We were talking and laughing on the way to Sanjiang supermarket, and we saw a sea of people and traffic in front of Sanjiang supermarket from a distance. I know, I will feel a lively supermarket trip on this day.

My mother and I followed the crowd into the supermarket. I was shocked when I entered the supermarket. The crowd surged and the laughter continued, which was several times more lively than the previous supermarkets.

The first floor is the food area, where mouth-watering snacks, desserts, vegetables, aquatic products and fruits are placed on the shelves. I was so excited that I ran to the fruit section and took my favorite golden oranges, round grapes and round watermelons, and filled my shopping cart without hesitation. Mom was dumbfounded. Ha! I winked at my mother and stuck out my tongue. Who told my mother that I was in charge today? Mother pretended to be helpless and shook her head. Then we came to the vegetable area and meat area, where the cabbage is fresh and tender, the spinach is green and dripping, the red cabbage moss is shining, and the red pepper is extremely bright. Attractive colors make you want to stop, so I ruthlessly filled the vegetable basket with vegetables of all colors. Finally, we came to the clothing area, where the clothes can be described as various. Some stood demurely, some were polite, and some lay coquettishly in the arms of their new owners. I didn't buy anything this time because my mother bought me a new dress.

After shopping, my mother and I each carried two bags of trophies in our hands and walked excitedly on our way home. Looking back, the supermarket door is still busy.

When the bell rang, the students rushed out of the classroom like birds and took part in their favorite recess activities on the playground. Playing table tennis is the students' favorite activity. Look, the table is surrounded by classmates. A small table tennis ball, like a bullet out of a chamber, landed straight on Xiaogang's case. Just then, I saw Xiao Gang retreat quickly, cut it gently with his racket, and the small table tennis ball spun and flew to the other side's chassis. A burst of applause broke out among the small audience of Good Ball.

"throwing sandbags" is a game that students like to play very much. This group and that group on the playground are so exciting! You see, the students who lost packets on both sides cooperated closely and launched a storm on the students in the middle. Who's that? The action of dodging sandbags is so agile! Oh, it's Xiaomei's classmate. She dodged and jumped around. Suddenly, the sandbag flew from behind, only to see her turn around and catch the sandbag with a "fishing for the moon in the sea" "victory! Victory! " How happy the students are when they shout and jump happily!

"Clear sky thunderbolt!" The students who play volleyball serve and shout loudly, and a fierce volleyball war also begins during recess!

How colorful our classroom questioning activities are!

Composition 3 describes a scene. One afternoon, under the grape trellis on campus, there were students watching the ball game. The students who participated in the competition stood next to two small partners: one was ready to count and the other was ready to time. At this time, I saw Mr. Zhang, the referee, holding up a small red flag and shouting, "Go!" I saw the students reaching out and patting the ball up and down quickly, only to hear the ball "snapping" on the ground. "come on Come on! " The onlookers cheered.

This game is very tense. Some put the racket high, some put it low, and some accidentally put it at someone else's feet, which caused a burst of laughter among the friends. Xiao Fang squatted down and patted the racket, which was very short. "One, two, three, four ..." When the cashier shouted, she was absorbed, her eyes were fixed on the bouncing ball, and sweat was oozing from her head. Suddenly, she slipped and sat down on the ground, and the ball jumped high. Just as her classmates were sweating for her, she suddenly stood up again and continued to clap the ball with her hands. "7 1, 72, 73 ..." The voice of the tellers became louder and louder, and the onlookers cheered and laughed from time to time. Then the referee shouted, "Stop!" A wonderful game is over.

Teacher Zhang, the referee, announced: "Xiao Fang won the first place with more hands!" " The friends ran to her to congratulate her.

On the afternoon of April 15, a tug-of-war competition was held in the gymnasium in the third and fourth grades. On the playing field, the referee put two thick and long ropes on the left and right sides respectively, and the game was divided into two groups.

When the tense moment came, I saw all the players barefoot. Before the game started, they held on to the rope anxiously. The scene was in chaos, and whistles, greetings, yo-ho, scolding and quarrelling filled my ears. I saw the referee shouting loudly. He held the red flag in one hand and the rope in the other, and blew the whistle hard to tell both sides to relax and center the red rope. The two sides didn't hear at all, some were holding the handle, some were stepping on their feet, and some were already trying to pull the rope hard. ...

The referee finally let the end of the red rope fall at the midpoint and gave a short preparatory whistle-"Go!" When the referee gave the order, the audience immediately boiled. "come on Come on! ..... "People outside the stadium work harder than the players. They raised their hands and threw themselves beside the class with the cry of "Come on". Liang Xiuzhen of our class, though thin, can be covered in back, grinding his toes on the ground, gritting his teeth and bulging his face like Gong. Maybe everyone is pushing too hard. The wooden floor seems to be sinking. The scene was inextricably linked, and Class 4 (3) was about to win, but somehow, Red Rope moved to Class 4 (2). Suddenly, there was a commotion on the field, "Class Three-Come on! Class 3-Come on! ..... "The whole venue is boiling again.

"Di-"With a whistle, Class Four (3) won!

Composition 5 describes a scene "bang"! The starting gun rang. In a flash, the athletes flew out like arrows. I saw them holding their heads high, frowning, gritting their teeth and galloping to the finish line. Slowly, they pulled away from each other, but you chased after me to outdo each other. The competition is becoming more and more intense, and the enthusiasm of the students is burning like "a fire in winter". Cheers and shouts came and went, wave after wave.

"Dai Baiyang, come on! Dai Boyang won ... "The" Pegasus "poplar in our class is fighting bravely on the field! You see, he has been leading, his arms are swinging rapidly and his feet are blowing. I thought proudly in my heart: this group of "little rookies" will be miserable when they meet Dai Boyang, and Dai Boyang will definitely kill them, leaving no one! The finish line is close at hand, 10 m ... 8 m ... 5 m ... 1 m ... At this critical moment, Dai Boyang blushed and tried his best, like a rocket full of energy, like a lightning bolt in the air, and he was the first to cross the finish line. ...

"Yes!" In the audience, we applauded and cheered!

Ding Ling Ling ... Every time I hear this wonderful bell, I will think of the happy ten minutes between classes.

After class, the teacher loudly announced today's homework. Only a dozen students listened to the full house, and the rest have already achieved great things. At that time, the classroom was panoramic, with 56 faces and 56 flowers ... half asked the teacher what homework he had left, and a quarter chatted with WC. Others are paying attention to the small concert given by my dear friend JJ Lin.

The so-called "there is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is the king". At this point, the classroom seemed to explode and boil. Oh, it's really classy. Ren Junjie, the king of idols, showed his talent, but the only fly in the ointment was that there was no equipment, and everything seemed simple. Ren Junjie took a broom as a guitar and a highlighter as a microphone, and began to perform. He cleared his throat to show that he was ready to meet his best friend. Look at that old man floating around like a ghost. "Fly freely in your heart ..." Oh, it's really full of pride. Lao Han is short and looks like a flea in the crowd. The more he sang, the more excited he became. He closed his eyes narcissistically and walked through the Arc de Triomphe like a victorious general. "Thank you ..." Narcissism made his voice loud. He tossed his head and assumed a cool posture. His "die-hard fans" were very excited, and cheers and boos pushed the ten minutes between classes to a climax.

Ding Lingling ... When the class started, the noisy classroom immediately quieted down, just like the surging tide began to ebb. The students returned to their seats, because the ten minutes between classes effectively buffered everyone's nervous thinking, and the students were absorbed in welcoming the new class.

Composition 6 describes a scene. When the New Year comes, every household is beaming and decorated with lights, and our family is no exception.

On New Year's Day in China, my parents and I came to my grandmother's house. In the evening, my family sat on a stool for dinner. After dinner, the street was crowded with people, with the voices of "Tintin" and "Kuang". I decided to take a closer look. It turns out that someone is dancing dragons in the street, and everyone is watching Dragon! I saw my uncles wearing neat white clothes and red pants. They grabbed the dragon lantern, which kept fluctuating, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums. They crossed every street and prayed for people's safety. By this time, the Dragon Dance Team had already set out, and we listened to the distant sound of gongs and drums and looked at the faint figure.

Our children and friends set off fireworks together under the care of individual parents. These six fireworks started with sparks in generate, then suddenly flew into the sky with a bang and exploded into many colorful sparks. It was sprayed several times like this, as if it were blessing people! I thought it was really fun, so I couldn't wait to pick up a butterfly, light it and put it on the ground. Fireworks danced into a light butterfly in the sky, and finally, with a whoosh, they landed on the ground slowly and gently in the sky. I took out another auspicious wish and held it in my hand. "Bang" and "Bang", a few gunshots resounded through the night sky, representing that we are always lucky and happy.

It was getting dark, and we happily came to the room to watch the Spring Festival Gala, talking and laughing, and had a pleasant evening!

Composition 7 describing a scene Last Monday afternoon, the school organized all the students to clean the classroom to meet the health inspection of the whole school.

After our class was informed, Mr. Xian assigned the whole class the task of cleaning. After the teacher assigned his homework, he also devoted himself to cleaning.

The cleaning has begun. Look! The students are full of energy, some sweep the floor, some clean the blackboard, some mop the floor ... I saw the monitor Xiao Xin with a broom, bent over, cleaning every corner of the classroom, sweat oozing from his forehead, and he didn't bother to wipe it. He deserves to be the little leader of our class. Even Li Ming, the "naughty boy" in our class, arranged the scattered tables in a straight line under the influence of the monitor.

My task is to clean the glass. I'll wring a bucket of water, soak the rag in the water, wring it dry, and then clean the glass. I rubbed it repeatedly and hard, but several black shadows on the glass could not be wiped off. Oh, it turned out to be a few pieces of dried soil. No wonder it won't come off. So, I gently poked them off with a small stick, and then I wiped and washed the rag, wiped and wiped. The glass was clear and transparent, and I smiled happily at myself.

After the cleaning, the students were very happy to look at the brand-new campus. Everyone looks at me and I look at you. They all turn into "little faces" and can't stand up with laughter. Then I remembered a famous saying: Only labor can yield.

Composition 8 Describe a scene This morning, I was immersed in a beautiful dream when I suddenly cried and woke me up. I saw my parents dancing happily in their pajamas. They said, "Guangcheng, look out the window!" " ""why? Mysterious! " I mumbled and looked out along where my mother opened the curtains. Wow! The car, the roof and the grass are all white. Look at the sky again. White snow flowers are dancing lightly in the air. It's snowing, and I'm surprised and happy. I brush my teeth and wash my face. After breakfast, I was happily sweeping the snow on my mother's car and embarked on the way to school.

As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I heard the laughter of my classmates. It's like a carnival, walking into the school. I saw the students skiing, making snowmen and having snowball fights, and they all had a good time.

After a while, the class began, and the students poured into the classroom, all soaked like children after swimming. Teacher Lin also came to the classroom and said, "I want to let you feel the snow and the most beautiful and precious gift from God in this class. Let's go downstairs! " "After listening, everyone rushed out of the classroom like crazy children. Me, too. When I came to the playground, other classmates were already crazy downstairs. Our whole class can't wait to join us. We boys are having a snowball fight, and snowballs fly to our opponents like rockets. Not to be outdone. It's hard to compete with each other. The girls are carefully making a snowman. The snowman they made is like a living Santa Claus. How beautiful!

Ah, I love snow. I prefer to play games with my classmates on snowy days!

A gust of wind blew and several leaves slowly fell. I already know that you have come before you know it.

Your arrival has put a golden veil on the earth; Your arrival, let the autumn leaves welcome you; Your arrival made many flowers blush; Your arrival made the farmer's uncle laugh happily. ...

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the yellow leaves fell feebly in mid-air, making the residual leaves on the ground fly and hover ... What a beautiful scenery from a distance. Sweep it, it's all golden yellow. Look carefully, there are fiery red leaves, golden, light yellow, and half yellow and half green. ...

I was deeply attracted by the autumn scenery. Strolling in the "autumn" corridor, enjoying a little sunset bath, a moment later, another gust of wind greeted me. It stroked my cheek, lifted a few tiny short hairs, and set off a Wu Ye. I stretched out a hand and a leaf lay in my palm, as if inviting me! With a light blow, it returned to mid-air, and I couldn't help sighing: "Maybe life is so fragile, how many spring and autumn can it go through?" Maybe one, two, three ... this is an unknown number, but a bright red life may disappear in the blink of an eye!

Listen, what's this noise? Oh, it's children's laughter! His childish voice cried, "Mom, look, there are many big kites in the sky!" " "The woman gave him a faint smile and looked up at the sky with him. This beautiful picture makes me happy when I look at it!

Unconsciously, I came to the country road, and the endless golden wheat looked pleasing to the eye; There are many golden pomelos on the grapefruit tree. I really want to choose one to taste ... I can't help but feel relaxed and happy when I smell the fresh and natural aroma and the harvest!

Autumn has come, people's harvest has come, long-lost autumn, you finally come!

Composition describing a scene 10 I still remember the first day of this year, and the highlight was lion dance.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, a bright moon decorated the clear night sky. Suddenly, gongs and drums roared and firecrackers rang, and a mighty "lion" jumped out. There are crowds of onlookers everywhere, firecrackers are coming and going, and my heart burns like fireworks. What a wonderful scene! The lion is about 3 meters long, and its two pearl-like bright eyes are shining and vivid.

Grandpa and his teammates danced lion dance together, and a pair of big hands with blue veins stood out were full of strength. Of course, the lion's head is controlled by a respected grandfather. I saw the "lion" jumping flexibly under grandpa's dance. Seen from a distance, the "lion" is lifelike. Grandpa and his teammates came to a family when they were marching. Before I entered the door, I heard the crackling firecrackers. It turned out that the family packed up the hall early in the morning, prepared firecrackers to welcome the arrival of the "lion" and strongly invited the lion dancers to stay at home. Self-brewed rice wine, festive couplets, candy and prolonged laughter all add a prosperous New Year atmosphere.

"Three-point lion, seven-point dance." This is a sentence that grandpa often says. Indeed, the lion must dance to show its strength. I saw grandpa turn the lion's head and clear the way in front, followed by the lion's tail, eager to try. The lion danced rhythmically with the lion's head and twisted left and right, which was very smooth. Suddenly, grandpa turned the lion's head to the lion's tail, and the lion followed closely, making an action of "putting the lion's head through the gear", which attracted cheers from the onlookers. The host quickly took out cigarettes, sugar and tea to entertain everyone. It is said that people who pass the "lion" will have good luck this year. Firecrackers, gongs and drums and cheers were heard all the way.

Amid the firecrackers, my mother told me in a low voice, "The lion dancers are one in a hundred, and they are fully prepared for the wonderful performance on New Year's Eve. They have to train the most basic walking movements every day, such as turning back, wagging their tails and kowtowing. Lion dance depends not only on strength, but also on skill and cooperation. Ten years off stage, one minute on stage. Therefore, it is not so easy to do anything. Don't just cheer for their wonderful performance. Whether you perform well or not, you should encourage them for their sweat. "

After a crackling sound of firecrackers, a group of people surrounded the mighty lion and set off for the next family and a better life in the new year. ...