A 200-word composition for the summer of second grade

Summer is a hot and joyful season. Below is a 200-word composition I collected and compiled for the summer of second grade. Welcome to read and refer to it! A 200-word essay on summer for second grade 1

Summer is coming! The weather is so hot, there is no wind at all, and even if there is wind, it is still warm. As soon as I walked into the park, there was a scent of flowers wafting into my nose. When I looked again, colorful flowers appeared in front of my eyes. A few steps forward is a clear small lake, with small bridges, green trees and flowers reflected in the lake. I walked to the bridge and looked down, wow! There are lotus flowers blooming towards me, and there are lotus leaves like the smiling faces of little dolls. I walked off the bridge and stood by the lake and looked on the lake. There were two or three frogs jumping on the lotus leaves and jumping into the water. It was very interesting.

Summer is such a wonderful season! A 200-word essay on summer for the second grade 2

Summer, what a longing-for day it is. Summer does not have the warmth of spring, the refreshingness of autumn, or the howling cold wind of winter. It is a refreshing season. It makes every flower bloom more brilliantly, especially the "son of the sun" - the sunflower, which looks very serious as it faces the sun, like a young instructor.

Everyone in the streets and alleys put on short clothes, and everyone is dressed beautifully and fashionably. The earth is scorched by the scorching sun and makes a faint "goo~" sound. Summer is The season when people are bold and bold. The weather is so hot that I can't breathe. I really want to throw myself into the arms of the refrigerator.

I love summer because of its enthusiasm and boldness. It is like a fire, burning my whole heart. A 200-word composition for the second grade summer 3

Spring has passed and summer has come quietly.

Spring brings fragrance to people. However, in just one night, Xia replaced Chun's tender words with his rough and heroic. He was so free and unrestrained that spring seemed to leave no trace, and he showed the air of summer everywhere.

Because as soon as spring left, he took off his soft coat and shot out scorching flames, baking the earth hot. Cicada had no choice but to crawl out, "I know, I know." "Complaining about the heat of summer.

Summer rain is unpredictable. Just now, the sky was clear and clear without a single cloud. Suddenly, thick clouds appeared in the sky, and the rain hit the leaves "plop", making them cry "plop". The clouds didn't know what happened, they collided with each other, wiped out the light, and made a rumbling sound. sound.

I love summer vacation, I love summer.