600 words of landscape description composition to express ambition
Obsessed with the sweetness of fruit juice is the pursuit of youthful taste; Indulging in the bitterness of coffee is an awakening to adversity; Clinging to the tranquility of spring water, it is difficult to let go of Jiangnan. But I am trapped in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Take a sip of light mineral water, and the taste of Jiangnan will ripple on the tip of your tongue. ? Misty rain awakens the thoughts of passers-by at this moment, and the dense water vapor permeates the elegance and gentleness of women in Jiangnan.
The bright moonlight poured down, and A Bing's "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" cut through the quiet water. The three handles of the erhu echoed the quiet atmosphere in the middle of the night in the south of the Yangtze River. Spirituality is like the lines on your palm, which make up one action after another on the lake. At this moment, the noise of the city and the peddling of businessmen cannot be related to it.
The tranquility of the water town is sublimated under the rendering of moonlight. This is the taste of Jiangnan, a faint, refreshing and stable force.
The beautiful feeling of being as close as lips and teeth, a mouthful of mineral water will not destroy the sweetness of Jiangnan. Speaking of Jiangnan, the soil beside Sanshengshi is fragrant and fresh, but the enthusiasm of Jiangnan people is even more unforgettable.
It is as simple and sweet as spring water, which washes away the dust in the world and is so pure that there is no trace of pollution. Boating in the water town, the woman who propped up the bamboo pole skillfully crossed the oblique wind and sunset, and in one song after another, she also appreciated the charm of Jiangnan.
Enthusiastic water people hold cups of pure spring water and arrange delicious meals on the table. I haven't seen this defenseless conversation for a long time. Just relax。 The simplicity and sincerity of Jiangnan will break the mask of the city and show a sincere smile.
This is the flavor of Jiangnan in Gan Chun's works, stretching nervous nerves. With the attachment to the spring water, drinking the water in the cup in one gulp, that kind of free and easy breath, is the historical taste of Jiangnan pride.
The drums are ringing and the battle horn is blowing. "Forty-three years, I still remember in hope, and I was on fire in Yangzhou Road." I used to be magnificent, I used to be an iron horse. On the long scroll of Jiangnan history, the fearless breath is still faint.
The grass trees in the sunset are ordinary and strange, and there are also clank iron bones that Jiangnan will never give up. This is the taste of Jiangnan, as straightforward and refreshing as spring water.
I walked through the south of the Yangtze River and looked like a lotus in the season. While enjoying the spring water and the south of the Yangtze River, the brilliance of human feelings also draws a blue picture on the blueprint of the soul.
As the flavor of the water town continues, the dirty dust in that city seems unable to invade the heart washed away by the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. In the temple of the soul, I pray devoutly, just to be a person who keeps the taste of Jiangnan in the mud of troubled times.
At first, I thought the countryside was a fairyland of fairy tales. It has faded away the glitz of the city and washed away the complexity of the world.
It may be Al on Van Gogh's canvas, the blue sky as clear as a mirror, and the gorgeous sea of flowers as oil painting. Golden sunflowers, nourished by sunshine, have grown seeds of hope. It may be an idyll in Tao Qian's poems, which tells the story of a fairy couple in the fog. The oblique sunshine is light and leisurely. It's just a village in poetry. When we really walk into the village and feel the village with our heart, we will find that our village is experiencing pain.
There is also sunshine, which is not warm but viciously roasting the earth. Looking from a distance, the swaying figure on the earth is tired of its heart in the morning and evening, in spring and autumn.
He grew up in this land, and his sweat nourished this land; He learned to be strong in this land, and his steps strengthened this land; He was born in the loess and returned to the loess, which has been endless for generations. When the storm came, his heart trembled like a swaying crop in the field, and tears crossed the cheeks of the ravine, drowning his heart and his breath layer by layer like water drowning the field.
When the drought came, the crops shook like his thin body. He can't see hope and gain, and his confused eyes are dry and empty. They are sometimes happy, but this happiness seems so humble.
Their greatest happiness is a bumper harvest. Full particles are like gems, and the corners of the eyes smile like crescent moons. What they want most is good weather, and they just want to live an ordinary life.
Faced with such a picture, will such a country let us down? In fact, the countryside is more real because of this cruel beauty. Feel the countryside, don't always be a leisurely tourist. While appreciating its tranquility and purity, we should pay more attention to its pain and give it more understanding and sympathy.
Feel the countryside, feel the pulse of farming civilization, feel the most vigorous cry of China, feel the massiness of that land, and feel the blood and sweat of that land; Feel the most simple persistence and perseverance of farmers in China, and feel the pain and helplessness experienced by farmers in China. When we looked at them with disdain, did it ever occur to us that they brought us hope for life with sweat and blood?
Seeing that farmers in China have become eternal in the history of China with the most humble gesture, let us feel the countryside with our heart.
2. Write 600 words on the first day; Come on. Life is like duckweed in the pool, green and watery. When there is no wind, it is like a piece of cloth lying flat on the surface of the pond without any wrinkles, and it is like a natural green bronze mirror floating in the pond.
Some of the branches went straight into the pool surface, and there were slight scratches on the flat water surface-but they could not be completely cut off, showing their vitality. Aquatic plants and kingfishers also disturb the water surface of duckweed from time to time, and fish lines appear involuntarily, which makes duckweed more crowded and nervous.
The wind is blowing violently, and duckweed is wrinkled; It is weeds that bend over and swing their heads; The kingfisher disappeared for a long time, and the wrinkles were only a moment. When the wind is a little less, the table tennis surface will return to its original state. Then, it is wrinkled and floating.
Sometimes fish "patronize". Wind is the devil, weeds are bacteria, but it can't destroy it.
After the wind, the flat surface is still intact except for some sundries. This reminds me of Wen Tianxiang's poem "Life experiences ups and downs, but the rain is flat".
Yes, life is not like duckweed, there are always storms in a quiet life; And the wind and waves contain a quiet life. The twists and turns of life are not duckweeds that survive in the wind. Duckweed is to take root in the water, while man is to survive in the world.
Rough and bumpy, long life, sigh for heaven, sigh for life and death; Praise the Yellow River, praise the majestic posture of the Yellow River; Weeping grass, crying grass is unknown; Standing on the mountain and singing, singing the majesty of the mountain; Whispering to the river, singing to the trickle of the river ... If life is just the calm of duckweed, without strong wind, then life is a cup of tasteless water; If only the river is selfish, then the world is full of cold ice; If there is only the arrogance of mountains in the world, there will be no selfless love ... your own life and your own road are under your own feet and under your own control. Life! Duckweed! Be an epiphyllum, only the fragrance remains.
A flash in the pan, freeze memory. After a long time, I still can't forget the moment when Epiphyllum first opened. In the bright moonlight, it just opens its arms lightly and embraces this seemingly beautiful world, like a supernatural spirit, without any distractions and suffocating beauty.
But it is so short. The price paid for this amazing beauty is the shortness of life.
No tears, no sadness, no hesitation, only stubborn loyalty to myself. In this way, it quietly blooms and fades, leaving people with infinite feelings.
No matter how gorgeous and delicate a flower is, its final fate is still getting old day by day or dying day by day. Instead, it is better to be like a epiphyllum. Although it is short-lived, it can keep fragrance forever. It has never been defiled by worldly remnants and fallen leaves, only waiting for a gorgeous flower to bloom next year. The beauty of Epiphyllum lies in the extreme life it shows.
It's amazing and fascinating. The beauty that really touches people's hearts in the world is nothing more than a flash in the pan.
Short but can stay in my heart forever. Just like a cup of hot tea in the middle of the night, a pair of cheeks that gently touched the tears, a fearlessness in the face of difficulties, a detachment from a high-rise building alone, a comfort in a desperate situation, and a tear that moved in the secular world will always remain in people's hearts.
Don't say epiphyllum is short-lived, they just obey their inner strength, and come out from their inner generate at the most appropriate time, showing the world a touch of surprise, a little aloof and a little free and easy. Let their most beautiful memories live in people's hearts and remain beautiful after thousands of years.
When the body dies, the memory lasts forever. Don't linger in the secular garden, because there are no unbeaten flowers; Don't live an empty life, because it's just a walking corpse.
Be an epiphyllum, that is, an epiphyllum, leaving a touch of eternal aloof beauty in the soul. That's the ultimate.
A landscape composition of about 3.600 words. Spring, summer, autumn and winter all the year round, the wheels of the years slowly run over on the road of the four seasons, leaving deep and shallow traces. I admire the blooming flowers in front of the window and look up at the clouds in the sky. Different seasons have different charms. The beauty of the four seasons makes people linger and be fascinated. I also got a happiness from it! In the season of "Jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of threads of green silk hang down", I know that the pace of spring is near! I came to the park to enjoy the delicious spring breeze. I walked to the willow and gently stroked the slender green willow. How comfortable and happy they live! Immersed in the embrace of nature all day, swaying wicker with the wind. I get happiness from the warmth of spring. When I met the vitality of "lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky and lotus flowers are red in the sun", we felt the enthusiasm of summer. Standing by the West Lake to enjoy the lotus, I can hear her warm breath from a distance, and I am glad for the arrival of summer. When we are intoxicated with its enthusiasm, we see the beautiful scenery like fire and hear the sound like fire. I feel warm. I get pleasure from the unrestrained summer. I appreciate the red leaf scenery of "parking in the maple forest late, frosty leaves are redder than February flowers" When I came to the forest, my eyes were full of fiery maple leaves and ripe fruits everywhere, which made me forget the desolation of falling leaves all over the ground and flourishing leaves. On the contrary, I think autumn is also a hot season, and her fruitful results make me forget the hustle and bustle of the city. Immersed in the joy of harvest, I tasted happiness from the sweet fruit of autumn. In winter, I can't help but think of "a few plums in a corner, and cold ling blooms alone." Then I breathe the cold and think about the attractive smell of wintersweet. I feel the power of wintersweet. I also smell happiness from the smell of wintersweet in winter. The scenery of the four seasons has different charm in the change of the four seasons. I got it from the Four Seasons Hotel.
4. The composition of the first grade, 600 words, now I want it, asking me to praise the pride of the lotus, but I praise the pride of the plum blossom.
When all the flowers wither, only plum blossoms are full of vitality. Facing the snowflakes flying all over the sky, standing proudly in the cold wind. In the middle of winter, the ground is frozen, the weather is cold, and the plum blossoms in the snow are so beautiful. Stock trading is fragrant and refreshing.
White flowers are red, and the petals are smooth and transparent, carved like platinum or jasper, which is somewhat elegant. Some are as bright as the morning glow, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms bloom sooner or later. On the same plum tree, you can see all kinds of flowers. Some shy, pink buds are fresh and lovely; Some just bloomed, and a few little bees got in and greedily sucked pollen; Some bloom for a long time, the cake is ruined, the palace is beautiful, and the pink petals are lovable; Plum blossoms, which used to be bustling, now have withered petals. When the wind blows the flowers, don't worry that the petals will break. Plum blossoms are not delicate flowers. The colder the weather, the more snow, the more vitality and delicacy it will bloom. The ancients had a saying:? The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. ? It is not the gentle spring breeze that blows it, but the cold wind; It is not the cool and sweet rain that moistens it, but the cold ice and snow; It is not the bright sunshine that shines on it, but a ray of setting sun in the cold. Only a challenging life is a good life. It was a proud fragrance in the cold, and she smiled more brightly in the face of fluttering snowflakes. It never competes with flowers for bright spring and never shows off its beauty. It has a pair of pride and is never arrogant. Every winter morning, a charming and elegant fragrance wafts from the window.
What makes poets and painters in ancient and modern times full of praise is not only elegant and graceful, but also regarded as the national essence for its ice muscle jade bone and sharp Liuxiang. Plum blossom, with its noble, strong and modest character, gives people the motivation to work hard.
The color of plum blossoms is gorgeous but not demon. The fragrance of plum blossoms is elegant. Meihua's posture is ancient and exquisite.
Isn't this our construction worker? Whether the weather is cold or hot, whether it is windy or rainy, whether it is cold or freezing, they all work hard in their jobs.
I want to learn plum blossom, and I want to be like plum blossom.
5. A 600-word composition expressing personal wishes. Although he doesn't live in Jiangnan water town, he has a soft spot for lotus flowers.
Because the lotus peanut is longer than the sludge and blooms on the water, it has the profound meaning of sludge but not dye. Although I don't know much about lotus, I sincerely praise lotus seeds.
Because lotus seeds have strong vitality, even if they sleep for thousands of years, they will blossom and bear fruit and their leaves will be green and red as long as there is suitable soil and water. Where there is water, there are many lotus flowers.
In midsummer, the branches and green stems of lotus stand on the mirror-like water with their noble and upright posture; For example, on the green leaves of umbrellas, lotus flowers, such as snowballs and rouge, suddenly appeared. It's a strange pink with pink in white and red in pink. Flowers in bud always have a feeling of shame, which makes people happy when they see them.
Where there are lotus flowers, there must be lotus seeds. Just as lotus flowers will bloom when they are in full bloom, lotus seeds will grow and mature when they wither, which can be described as flowers bloom and flowers fall.
At this time, the lotus seeds are unpretentious and modest, tightly attached to the hard black shell, protecting the thick green lotus seeds to be sent. In the season of "the trees grow dark in summer and the balcony reflects the pond", it is also the most prosperous day for lotus flowers. Yang Wanli, a poet who was good at singing lotus flowers in the Southern Song Dynasty, saw: "Lotus flowers are still hot at dusk, and their faces are covered with blue umbrellas"; However, Zhu Yizun of the A Qing Dynasty saw the opposite view: "A few cold rains turned white leaves, and a pearl jumped green." .
In any case, lotus gives poets more thoughts than it does as a plant itself; Otherwise, how can anyone regard it as a symbol of elegance and purity? ! In the pond, the quiet water is covered with green lotus leaves, which cover the water tightly like handfuls of jade umbrellas. The green lotus leaves are covered with dew, and the morning breeze has a faint lotus fragrance. The wind blows, like layers of green waves, like pieces of jade. Soon, the buds emerged from the soil. Look at the budding buds. Some stand proudly on the branches, while others are hidden in the leaves. I always look forward to the day when I get ahead. Flowers bloom, and the green lotus leaves are graceful, tender and fragrant, like a shy girl, with a blushing face and a slight smile, which reminds people of the infinite lotus leaves every other day, and the colors of the lotus leaves are different. These flowers have withered. Do you think what she left is just memories in people's minds? No, she left a lotus flower. You see, the lotus flower is like a small bowl filled with rare things. It seems to show off proudly like a human being when it is gently shaken by the wind. Lotus is not as elegant as peony, nor as fragrant as plum blossom, nor as delicate as orchid. However, she exudes fragrance for the heat in obscurity, bringing a hint of coolness. I love the lotus and her beautiful figure.
Looking up at the sky, beautiful clouds flying in the air will make my mood as relaxed as clouds. Clouds in the sky are varied and varied; If you are not careful, it will become another cloud that you can't find. It moves slowly, sometimes like a dragon, sometimes like a crocodile with a big mouth, sometimes like a luxury car you have never seen before ... look! The nearest cloud seems to be a beautiful angel. She looked at me as if inviting me to be a guest. Look again, the clouds on the distant horizon have different shapes and unusual characteristics. The color of the clouds on the horizon is very light, just like all the clouds are gathered there and paved.
There is a cloud that looks like a white palace. There are many small islands around the palace. It seems to have laid a carpet for me, and it seems to want me to pass. Sunset clouds are beautiful, different from daytime clouds.
But people expect it to appear at night. Because there is a folk proverb, "burn yin early, and burn sunny later."
It means there is a flaming cloud in the morning, which means it is cloudy. If there is a fiery red cloud at night, it means it will be sunny tomorrow, so people expect it to appear at night. I carefully observed the shape of the burning cloud. It's orange. This dark color almost renders half the sky. It's very nice.
Look carefully again, its color has changed from light yellow to orange, blending with the color of the sky, just like watercolor painting in art. When it was dark that day, the sky turned completely black, and there were no clouds in sight, only countless little stars were flashing.
The bright moon is in the sky, illuminating the way for pedestrians. Clouds, beautiful clouds and white clouds float from one side of the sky to the other with thousands of gestures.
Not long ago, a scholar told me: "If someone looks up at the sky with rapt attention, that person must be very lonely. Only when he looks up at the clouds in the sky will all his troubles disappear without a trace. " I firmly believe this sentence, whenever I am lonely, I will look up at the sky. Really, as the scholar said, all my troubles have disappeared.
Looking up at the sky, the clouds are moving, which will make my mood flutter with the clouds.
6.20 13 level landscape writing composition 600 words Throughout the year, the wheels of years slowly run over on the road of the four seasons, leaving deep and shallow traces. Appreciate the flowers in front of the window and look up at the clouds in the sky. Different seasons have different charms. The beauty of the four seasons makes people linger and be fascinated. I also got a happiness from it!
In the season of "Jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of threads of green silk hang down", I know that the pace of spring is near! I came to the park to enjoy the delicious spring breeze. Go to the willow and gently stroke the slender green wicker. How comfortable and happy they live! Immersed in the embrace of nature all day, swinging wicker with the wind. I get happiness from the warmth of spring.
By chance, we met the vitality of "infinite bright lotus leaves and different colors of lotus flowers" and felt the enthusiasm of summer. Stand by and watch the West Lake and enjoy the lotus flowers. I heard her warm breath in the distance, and I was happy for the arrival of summer. When we are intoxicated with its enthusiasm, we see the beautiful scenery like fire, hear the rippling music and feel a kind of warmth. I get pleasure from the unrestrained summer.
Enjoy the red leaf scenery of "parking in the maple forest late, frosty leaves are red and February flowers are red". When I came to the forest, my eyes were full of fiery maple leaves and ripe fruits everywhere, which made me forget the desolation of falling leaves all over the ground and flourishing leaves. On the contrary, I think autumn is also a hot season. Her fruitful results made me forget the hustle and bustle of the city and immerse myself in the joy of harvest. I get pleasure from the sweet fruit in autumn.
In winter, I can't help but think that "there are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling2 han2 is alone". Then I breathe the cold and think about the attractive smell of wintersweet. I feel the power of wintersweet. I also smell happiness from the smell of wintersweet in winter.
The scenery of the four seasons has different charm in the change of the four seasons. I get happiness from the four seasons!
7. Ask for an essay about expressing your wishes (600 words high). broad-leaved epiphyllum
Epiphyllum has been brewing for a lifetime, and it has devoted all its efforts. On a quiet night, or a stormy night, people are sleeping and spending their time in silence. That kind of beauty, that kind of brilliance, is no less than the grace of peony, no less than the enchanting of roses, which is a man-made shock. Epiphyllum is so narcissistic at night that it quietly disappears from people's dreams, leaving no trace and no room. This beautiful moment casts eternity.
At dawn, all you can see is a withered flower hanging coldly on the branch. So I began to feel sad. God let this amazing beauty stay for a while, but refused to let her open for a while. I didn't know until I grew up that it was not that God was cruel, but that I was naive. Imagine, if the epiphyllum always blooms during the day and night, no matter when, who will cherish those short hours, who will care about her beauty, and how can the unique charm of the epiphyllum be reflected? The reason why we are impressed by the beauty of epiphyllum in an instant and cherish those open hours is precisely because we have experienced a long wait during the day!
Similarly, it is precisely because we have suffered humiliation and failure that we cherish the joy of success even more; It is precisely because people feel reluctant to part when they are apart that they cherish the happiness and happiness when they are together; It is precisely because of the threat of death that we cherish a better life more.
We pursue truth and yearn for freedom, so we go to the place where the sun rises. However, light is often not in the brightest place, just as beauty is often not bred by beauty. Looking at the epiphyllum blooming faintly in the dark, it is not difficult for us to understand that only by rising from the sky can we appreciate the brilliance of light. Only through the baptism of darkness and pain can we cherish the peace and stability we have now and make life more precious.
Lu Xun is a soldier who dares to plunge into darkness. He accused the cannibal society with a sharp pen, but enthusiastically eulogized life. It is precisely because he witnessed the numbness and ignorance of China people's morbid life that he especially cherished the progressive young people, hoping that they could save the silent people in the dark and strip off the cloak of China's feudal society for more than two thousand years. Therefore, this is a hesitation, a cry, and the pride of "looking at a thousand fingers coldly"!
Cherish life, cherish life, is the biggest prerequisite for us to do anything well. Many things don't feel precious when you have them, but you will find them when you lose them. What you inadvertently leave behind is often very important and can't be separated in an instant!
So I said, no matter how much or how little we have now, we should all thank God for the gift and cherish it, whether it is a short epiphyllum or a long March rose.