A 400-word composition describing summer
In ordinary daily life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition requires a complete chapter structure, and we must avoid the appearance of composition without ending. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? Below are 6 400-word essays that I compiled for you. You are welcome to share them. A 400-word essay describing summer Part 1
Listening to the melodious chirping of cicadas, you know that summer has arrived. When people put on simple clothes; when the temperature begins to rise; when the showers come out quickly; when the swimming pool is filled with laughter and laughter, it all means that summer has come to change shifts, and spring has come to work!
It’s finally night! In the empty seats, one by one, the carefree old people are dancing beautifully to the brisk rhythm with light steps! At the fitness area, the children and their parents It's such a joyous time together, so happy! Under the shade, there are leisurely grandfathers and grandmothers. Playing the erhu and singing folk songs are their favorites! Oh! Here, there are old people waving their long swords. That arrogance is definitely not inferior to that of a general on the battlefield; he really has a bit of a general's arrogance like that. Look, where! What are you doing, so lively? It turned out to be two old men having a chess game! The atmosphere in the whole place was quiet, not even daring to express their anger, staring seriously at the chessboard in the hands of the two wise men - alas. ! It’s a pity that I can’t understand it! What is happening in front of you? What are a group of people watching there? Sure enough, an uncle is playing cupping for a middle-aged man. The middle-aged uncle's back is covered with red circles. According to my guess, it is definitely caused by the cupping!
"Cicada" "Cicada" the loud and rapid chirping of cicadas cut through the The tranquility of the sky: the frogs in the pond are singing proudly; the thunder of "Thunder and Thunder" breaks the beautiful dreams in people's hearts; bursts of thunderstorms moisten people's boring souls; patches of green In the rice fields, the ears of rice dance with the wind...ah! From time to time, there is a cool breeze blowing over our faces and our hearts!
"Summer Night" is always so beautiful !Such coordination! 400-word essay describing summer Part 2
Summer is a hot and joyful season. Summer is a shocking season.
In the morning, the sky is clear and full of clouds. Some clouds are like a bleating lamb; some clouds are like a handsome horse; some clouds are like a lively little fish. ; Some clouds are like a soaring eagle. Father Sun smiled and spread the sunshine to the earth, and the earth seemed to be covered with a golden carpet. Groups of beautiful birds were jumping happily on the green leafy branches and singing songs. The air is fresh and cool, and exudes an indescribable aroma that makes every breath invigorating.
In the afternoon, the sky turned blue-grey, the violent sun heated the ground to a boil, and a gust of southerly wind blew up, creating a heat wave. The cicada screamed "Cicada" and "Cicada" on the tree. The sound was low and slow, as if telling an ancient story. The old people were playing chess under the shade of the trees, talking about the recent news and how the weather was suitable for the growth of crops. The little birds in the forest rest lazily on the trees, and people seem to be dreaming of the harvest.
In the evening, the sunset glowed red on the sky. There are many people going to the community to swim, and there are huge crowds of people. The swimming pool was very lively. There are young people, old people, and children. The sound of diving and playing in the water formed a beautiful piece of music. The cold water washes away people's heat, ah!
This cold water makes me feel relaxed and cool.
At night, people come out for a walk. Rows of white magnolia lanterns in the sports center lit up, illuminating the entire square like a white sparkle. There are many flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the square. Small trees listened proudly to their bodies. So beautiful!
Summer is hot and full of vitality! A 400-word essay describing summer Part 3
In the hot summer, my favorite thing is to hold my parents’ little hands and go play in the water by the stream! Wear a hat and go on a grand outing with the family! Of course, my brother and I will also bring our favorite snacks and corn on the cob with us.
We went to play by the stream in the Three Gorges. Thank you to my parents for taking me to the stream. It turned out that the stream was so cool! When I saw the creek, I almost said nothing, and quickly ran down the creek, trying my best to get in, hoping to take this opportunity to play with the crabs and swim with the fish in the water. This is what our family enjoys the most. It's about!
In the hot summer, I think the best enjoyment is to go hiking in the mountains near Azu’s house in the evening with a bug net and a bug storage box! A few days ago, my mother and I asked to keep the "skin" of the finished pineapple and hide it near my grandpa's house before climbing the mountain. As a result, really, my brother and I actually saw a stag beetle in the mountain. The peel was reluctant to leave, so I asked my dad to grab it in the insect storage box as fast as lightning. I think this is the happiest thing in summer! My brother and I love stag beetles the most. I hope we can successfully raise the stag beetles to be strong and powerful!
In the hot summer, I think the best enjoyment is to play in the water! That day we went out with Tongtong’s family wearing swimsuits! We went to the beautiful beach to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the sea and the sky. Then we started a water gun fight. I sprayed my brother, Tongtong and Tingting all wet. We rolled and played in the water! What a joy!
The best feeling in summer is being close to the water and playing in the mountains. Are you the same as me? A 400-word essay describing summer Part 4
In the morning, when the sun just peeks out, there are birds chirping and insects chirping in the woods outside my house, and soon after, cheers can be heard in Qiseguang Park. Laughter. Looking towards the park, it turned out that there were many children laughing and playing outside. Some of them were on swings, some were on slides, and some were building sand castles. On the road next to the park, cars came one after another, and there was no end as far as the eye could see. The drivers were shouting and shouting in the car. Pedestrians on the roadside passed by in a hurry, as if they were rushing to the bus stop to catch the bus for fear of being late. I think only people in the city can handle such a fast pace of life.
At noon, the sun was shining brightly, there was not even a cloud in the sky, and only the chirping of cicadas could be heard. The fish in the pond are "calm and motionless". The turtles basking on the shore also hurried back to the water to cool off. The dog on the roadside lowered its head listlessly, as if asleep. The sun in Qiseguang Park ruthlessly spits out light and heat, and tourists leave in a hurry. The park seemed very deserted at this time.
At night, there were more and more people in the park. At this time, there was a lively scene of old people walking and children playing. A bakery at the entrance of the park emits bursts of fragrance, attracting many children. In the park, shouts such as "Little darling, come home!" and "Mom, I want to eat bread" were faintly heard. In the middle of the park, there is a musical fountain. With the ups and downs of the music, the water flow rises and falls, dancing like a snake with the music. On the edge of the pond, there were children feeding the fish, old people doing Tai Chi, and others waving fans and talking and laughing loudly. How lively it was! A little later, teenagers would come out to play ball. It’s so exciting to watch them dribbling the ball and shooting like arrows when the opponent is not paying attention! The crowd burst into cheers.
Oh, Qiseguang Park has brought me a lot of fun. The Seven Color Light Park in summer is so fun! A 400-word essay describing summer Part 5
That summer vacation, my parents and I came to the coast of Qinhuangdao. The houses there are all white walls with red tiles and round windows, standing on the seaside. The three colors of blue, white and red are mixed together, like a shining rainbow, and the architectural style is quite exotic.
Going to see the sea in the evening is a good choice. Watching the sky turn from blue to orange, to rose red, and finally to purple, the color of the sea also changes, like the kaleidoscope of childhood.
Not far away, a white conch-shaped building began to shine, and melodious singing floated from the building. That was the Biluo Tower.
At the sea level, the sound of the whistle was beaten by the waves to the beach. After the sound echoed in the sky for a long time, it disappeared without a trace, like a gust of wind. Between heaven and earth there is only the sound of waves crashing on the shore, which continues and never disappears.
If you look carefully, you will see the lighthouse. It looks like a girl, standing among the rocks on the seaside, emitting bright yellow light. The lights on the coast illuminate the rocks wetted by the sea water, making them purple and sparkling, setting off the lighthouse and reflecting the sea route of the ship.
The bright yellow light of the lighthouse and the creamy yellow light in the courtyard shine in my heart. They will never go out and make my heart warm.
The road leading from the hotel to the seaside is full of locust trees. Each tree supports a green coolness with its lush branches and leaves. The fragrance of the leaves is mixed with the salty sea breeze, blowing softly. Confusing my mood.
During the day, I was lying on the coast holding my beloved toy panda. The sand was golden, the sea was blue, the sound of waves hitting the shore was so rhythmic, and a pair of seagulls flew by in the sky. It let out a few long chirps leisurely, then spread its wings and disappeared into the lonely sky. A silver-gray cruise ship looms at the sea level, blending into the sea and sky. The bright gray was beaten by the waves like the white of the clouds. A 400-word essay describing summer, Part 6
The sweltering heat that lasted for several days made people really unable to stand it any longer.
The weather changes at any time!
In the afternoon, the cloudless sky suddenly turned pitch black. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the wind howled so fiercely that even the towering trees shook their heads. Pedestrians on the road were also irritated by the sudden change of weather: This damn weather has changed no matter how hard it is said! Immediately afterwards, a powerful light flashed from the sky, illuminating the dark sky as bright as day, and a thunderclap echoed in the ears. Suddenly, there was a heavy downpour in the sky, and raindrops as big as pearls hit the running pedestrians. The strong wind was no less than the heavy rain. The wind and rain combined, making it difficult for pedestrians on the roadside to walk: those holding umbrellas had their umbrellas blown over; those without umbrellas ran everywhere, hoping to find a suitable place to take shelter from the rain or buy an umbrella; some young men Even more crazy, I took off my shirt and used it as a raincoat, and let the rain soak me while I was shirtless - I couldn't get wet anyway! In the factory, the windows were closed tightly, and the raindrops hit the windows hard, and the clear and crisp sound echoed in the factory corridors. After get off work, people are like birds that have been locked in a cage for several days. As soon as the cage is opened, they rush to the door like a swarm, probably thinking that the rain will not catch them! The dark sky has regained its brightness, but the storm has not weakened at all. At this time, who will calm down, listen carefully, and feel this storm that has not been seen in nature for a long time? It was more like a baptism of nature than a storm, but it came too violently.
The night is quiet, and the raindrops outside the window are still continuing. I put my hand out of the window, tick, tick, tick, and the water drops fall on my palm, making a small splash, but my palm feels itchy and comfortable. Isn’t this the invisible art?
Rain, the storm I was looking forward to has finally arrived!