Five 800-word model essays on landscape writing in grade three.

1 .800 words of landscape writing in Grade Three.

My hometown is in a beautiful place. Although it is not very big, it is where I grew up, so I like it very much. It has beautiful scenery all year round and will never get tired of seeing it.

In spring, everything revives, grass grows and trees sprout. It looks like a cute elf, which makes people fondle it. Every morning when I get up, I will look at the naughty grass, smell the fragrant flowers and bask in the bright sunshine.

In summer, cicadas squeak in the tree, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot!" " "The grass didn't lie on the ground, even my dog ran to the shade and threw stones from time to time. But I don't feel hot at all. Get up every morning and go out to play. I'm not afraid of the heat at noon. I always go to the nearby river to touch fish and shrimp. The crystal clear stream, like a long jade belt, is bright and beautiful. All the fish in the stream are naughty and lovely. I saw a colorful little fish, and I really wanted to catch him. I found the right time and seized it hard. " Haha, I get it! "I took this' victory product' and couldn't wait to run home. I showed my little fish to my mother, and her mother praised me for being really good.

In autumn, the fruits are ripe. The red apple hangs on the tree, like a shy girl's face, very cute. People can't help but take a bite. I climbed the tree and picked all the big apples on it. Take a bite, "Wow, how sweet!"

In winter, the world here is a white scene. I always like to go out and push snowballs and have snowball fights. I can make a big snowman with carrots as the nose, a mouth and two stones as the eyes. I always like to pile the snowman's belly as big as a full uncle, which is funny and lovely. In the evening, the family gathered around the fire to chat, drink hot tea and knock melon seeds. ...

The four seasons in my hometown are so beautiful I love my hometown.

2. Write an 800-word landscape composition in Grade Three.

The evening breeze blows gently, and in the evening, looking out of the window, the sun has already disappeared. The afterglow of the sunset has dyed the white clouds wandering in the blue sky red and set them with shiny lace. These white clouds will soon become the sunset glow of roses.

I like the feeling of dusk very much, like impressionist oil painting, sketching between light and dark. The setting sun has faded away the glare of the morning glow and the heat of the sun, looking like a ripe tomato, and the rosy cheeks of the little sister next door. Soft light around, delicate reflected on the face, close your eyes, there is a long-lost intimacy. If the mother's warm hand is brushed, it may be a touch.

I took out my mobile phone to freeze the beauty of this moment, but I couldn't grasp the beauty in front of me. I had to appreciate it carefully and rub the sunset glow into my heart.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. Sunset reddened the whole sky, and a large area of orange was rendered in crimson color, like an oil painting created by a painter. The beautiful scenery was out of control, and occasionally a few playful birds flew by and they flew home. The sun seems to have accumulated a day's heat and let it go, and the whole world is surrounded by golden light. Looking at the sun that is about to set in the west, I can't help but feel a sense of loss when I sigh the infinite beauty of the setting sun. No matter how beautiful the afterglow of the sunset is, it is fleeting after all. Soon, the golden sky has been swallowed up by the night.

Indulging in the feeling of loss, I feel that many people are doing nothing in the passage of time, being dragged forward by time, gradually forgetting their initial intentions and the purpose of progress, doing the same things as most people, and getting old in the same way. On second thought, the afterglow of the sunset is by no means so mediocre. Although time is limited, it is just a flick of a finger, but the sunset blooms the most dazzling brilliance and completes the meaning of existence. To see the sun, for all his glory, why stay near dusk.

So we have to be ourselves in a limited time. Human life is limited and we can't change it. It is better to do something more meaningful in your limited life and make yourself better.

Life is too short, don't regret it, don't feel sorry for yourself. Today's efforts are the foreshadowing of luck, and now's efforts are the flowers of tomorrow, grasping every moment like the sunset, blooming their own beauty and leaving people with golden memories.

The breeze blew gently, messed up my hair and blew away my sadness.

3. Write an 800-word landscape composition in Grade Three.

The cold wind will carry the cheerful snow elves to the world. Before the leaves fall and the swallows fly out, the first snow has been flying in this world.

Sparrows stop playing and quietly hide in the house to enjoy the snow; People also stay at home, probably afraid of ruining the snow scene! The street is as quiet as midnight, let the snow render a white embroidered picture for everything.

At this time, the snow is as quiet as a virtuous woman, dancing in a white gauze skirt.

At this time, the campus is another scene: students are in groups of three or five, some are standing on footprints in the snow, and some are picking up snowflakes with sleeves. The most conspicuous thing is that boys and girls are mixed together, grab a handful of snow from the ground and throw it at each other. Although their hands are red and shivering with cold, they still don't put down snowballs. Because-we have been looking forward to this first snow for a long time.

The snow at this time is naughty like a simple child who has not yet entered the WTO, making them laugh and play. Laughter and noise spread into the air and then dissipated.

The first snow this winter seems to have fallen heavily in order to live up to people's expectations. Large snowflakes fall on houses, trees, runways and classmates, just like white butterflies in winter. Their thin and almost transparent wings seem to occupy the twilight glow, flashing blurred and faint light.

I suddenly felt a little touched. Perhaps, the butterfly's life has not completely disappeared. Their souls are pinned on these snowflakes. Flying again is crazy and pure, just like mending jade. Time will always surprise you. Butterflies in winter will fall to the ground and melt. Maybe this is the ultimate death.

However, that moment was beautiful, covering the roof, covering the road, covering the branches, covering the appearance of various objects, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky made the world melt into white.

In early winter, like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, she waved her magical veil and sent a second life of rebirth-the butterfly of winter.

4. Write an 800-word landscape composition in the third grade.

A unique and charming fragrance permeates the nose, dreams and hearts. It seems that an invisible soft hand has grasped every nerve of the body tightly, which makes you fall into a legendary situation of your own. I tell you, it is charming, perfect, fresh, fragrant, mysterious and elegant ... lavender.

In a large field of lavender in full bloom, straight roots are deeply rooted in the season of spring and summer communication. There are countless purple elves on the straight body, basking in the sun, insisting on their own flower language, waiting for their own little happiness. The old flower farmer standing beside the flower field smelled the unique and charming fragrance of lavender, and his face was covered with ravines with a smile. The children who are playing in the field smell its fragrance and giggle; The girl who is picking flowers smells the flowers and can't help dancing ... The purple elf waving her skirt in the ocean of Na Pianhai seems to be telling the past. The wind blows, purple patches in the fields and fragrant patches in the air. ...

Lavender is not only charming, but also has many values. It can be used for calming, treating diseases, beautifying and making tea. It can be described as a treasure in flowers!

The most perfect thing is to go to the lavender field when you are unhappy, so that you can integrate yourself with nature and feel the freshness and moisture brought by nature for a long time. Open your arms, open your lips and suck the fragrance of flowers. Although the sky is still blue, it is covered with a purple gauze-it is a purple cloud.

Although lavender is called grass, it is actually a purple-blue flower on the market. Its flowers are like wheat ears, the stems are slender, covered with stellate hairs, with blue-purple flowers at the end, and the whole plant has a slight woody fragrance.

So beautiful lavender, so beautiful Provence, how can I not love its fragrance?

5. Write an 800-word landscape composition in the third grade.

"Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." This sentence is really good. Changsha, my hometown, has been carrying out activities to create a civilized city, and the urban appearance of Changsha has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In our lovely school, students have undergone great changes because of "creating a civilized city". Several students who used to be lazy in cleaning have become enterprising at the moment, and they are all scrambling to do heavy work. Everyone cherishes the fruits of their labor, and the classroom is always clean. Polite expressions are often said, and teachers and classmates greet each other when they meet. In the clean corridor of the school, at first glance, there are all kinds of wonderful and real photos hanging on the wall and many polite slogans marked on the head. Even the tiles in the toilet are pasted with the polite slogan "Come and go in a hurry".

Walking on the way to school, you can inadvertently see the great role of Changsha in creating a civilized city. Cars used to park on both sides of the road, and there were often traffic jams there. The combination of the roar of the car and the horn has brought a lot of trouble to the residents nearby. Since the establishment of a polite city, there have been no cars on both sides of the road, narrow roads have become much more spacious and "noisy" roads have become "quiet". I asked my father why, and he said, "This is the result of creating a civilized city. I think: the role of creating a civilized city is really great.

Look at the trash cans on both sides of the road. There is less garbage on the ground, and people will not throw garbage everywhere without finding a trash can. I used to have to walk a long way to see a trash can, which was in tatters. There are only a handful of trash cans now. And the shapes are different, some are like small houses, and some have two brightly colored vats, one recyclable and the other non-recyclable. I think: the creation of a civilized city is really in place, and even the trash can has been "transformed".

The farmers' market has become clean and beautiful. In the past, the places where everyone bought food were very dirty, so everyone went out without saying anything after buying food. At present, there are fewer flies and rotten leaves, and people who buy food stay longer. Everyone has a more polite expression; There are fewer vendors who are short of weight; There are fewer old buildings and more new ones. ...

In short, with the continuous development of "building a civilized city", Changsha will become more and more beautiful. Now it is like a bright pearl of the motherland, shining with dazzling light.