Description of Scenery in Primary School Composition

In early winter, the morning in Yangchun is beautiful. The distant mountains and nearby villages are shrouded in a thick layer of smoke. As soon as the sun shone, the frost on the ground stayed all night and began to melt, steaming. On the straw and haystack, the hot air rises slowly, and the kitchen smoke is wrapped in the top of the tree like a gauze. The earth was bright, and a two-wheeled carriage flew into the village facing the avenue.

Govin's "Shengchun Family"

It is the early winter season, and a thin layer of snow, like a huge and gentle wool blanket, covers this vast wasteland, shining with cold silver light. ...

Malan, Li Ji

The cold wind blew away the lukewarm autumn overnight. The nasty winter followed the last batch of geese moving south and landed on the Loess Plateau. The undulating Qianshan Wanling soon became desolate. Shan Ye, around the county seat, is bare, and no green can be seen any more.

Lu Yao's Hard Days

Winter is coming, and the earth is like a mother who has just given birth. Under the cover of snow, she slept wearily, and the warm sunshine shone on it, reflecting the holy light. Vilen is as silent as a lifeless painting, and only a thick smoke floats in the corner of the picture, adding a sense of movement to the picture. The motorcade carrying wheat straw passed through vilen and headed for the paper mill under thick smoke, leaving a string of whips and laughter on the long road.

Woz "Life begins here"

Between the mountains of Nanling Mountains and the beautiful and rich banks of Xiangjiang River, the green maple leaves gradually turn into deep purple, and then from deep purple to deep red. Red maple, like a burning torch, is held high between green mountains and green waters. It is dotted with Yuan Ye in early winter in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jin Jingmai's Song of Ouyang Hai

In the red sky, the rising sun appeared from behind the tree, as red as a drunk's face. The ground was covered with frost, dry and hard, and people on the farm stepped on it. Overnight, the leaves on the poplar trees completely fell off; Behind that wasteland, you can see a long green wave, churning with white foam.

The leaves of buttonwood and bodhi trees are falling in the high wind. Whenever the cold wind blows, the frosted leaves suddenly break away from the branches and fly in the wind like a flock of birds.

Mo Bosang's life.

Day after day, October finally passed. This is a continuous gloomy and gloomy sky, and the wind has stopped, just to attract more dark clouds to fly again ... The wind has swept away the leaves under the gray horizon, leaving only a deep and long silence in the bare countryside, conveying the crow's cry and reporting the cold winter.

Zola's "collapse"

Once the sunny summer is over, the city will put on a gray coat and prepare for the long winter. The endless houses are gray, and the sky and streets are stained with dim colors. The dead branches of leaves, flying dust and waste paper add to the gloomy mood. The cold wind swept through the narrow streets, as if it had brought sorrow. Not only poets and artists, but also those who pretend to be sentimental, even dogs and ordinary people feel the same way. They have the same feelings as poets, although they don't have the same expressive ability. The sparrow on the wire, the cat at the door and the thin horse dragging the load all felt the breath of the long winter.

Dreiser's Sister Carrie

Late winter

It's the end of winter, and when we get home soon, the weather is gloomy. The cold wind blew into the cabin, and we looked out through the gap in the canopy. There were several desolate villages lying far and near, lifeless. I can't help feeling sad inside.

Lu Xun's hometown

Towards the end of the year, snowflakes floated. Snow and sparkling icicles are hung on the branches of green pines and bamboos on the mountain. The sky is covered with thick gray clouds. The wind is not strong, but it blows to the face, but there is a deep chill.

Zhou Libo's great changes in rural areas

This day is the kind of calm and bright winter without wind and day; As white as snow. Suddenly, the wall around the closed country villa appeared on the right and extended outward. There is thick snow on the roof, and the road to those houses is blocked by snow. Soon, the wall came to an end, and a vast vilen appeared, with occasional hills on it, which looked like a white haystack.

(Su) a college student in Trevonov

severe winter

It's another severe winter with snow and wind. The roof has turned white, and the long ice cubes are hanging upside down under the thatched eaves, like fangs and upside-down sharp knives, to tear up and gnaw at the people crowded in the crow's nest. When a gust of wind passed, they followed.

Jin Jingmai's Song of Ouyang Hai

In Changchun, this is the season when dripping water turns into ice and breathing becomes frost. There was a heavy snow, and when the north wind blew, the road was covered with thick ice. Trees on the roadside are full of silver flowers, and buildings shine with dazzling Yin Hui like Qionglou Yuyu.

Cause "infatuation"

Everything has changed since the earth arrived in this cold season. The sky is gray, like chaotic weather after a strong wind, and it has snowed all day. People walk fast, and the breath around their mouths seems to smoke when they are cold.

Xiao Hong's Biography of Hulan River

Winter in Heilongjiang is very cold. When the snow falls, it initially flies in the air like a large piece of goose feather; Then, like a ball of catkins, the whole universe turned into a white chaos, such as sand and powder, blown by the north wind. When it snows, everything is covered with snow, and everything is covered under the white dome. The tumbling Heilongjiang was completely frozen, shining with blue and white ice light. Some geese pecked reed root at the water's edge, and it was too late to fly away. Their claws are frozen on the ice, as if wearing flail, and their wings are difficult to spread. They tried in vain to peck off the ice flail on their feet. So they stared at the white vault with their necks and cried.

Wang Shengnong's warrior

At that time, it was frozen by the cold, covered with snow like a corpse, and the fog as cold as death drifted along the purple mountain peak driven by the east wind, rolling down the low-lying grassland and river beach until it mixed with freezing fog on the mountain stream! At that time, the mountain stream itself was a torrent, turbid and unobstructed. It scattered the trees and sent out a crazy howl that shocked the sky. Usually, due to heavy rain and rotating sleet, the sound becomes more dull. What about the forests on both sides? They look like rows of skeletons. (British) Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontexq.

Remaining winter days

Even a few northwest winds blew, and the branches in the village became bare. The rotten grass by the river has also changed from golden yellow to grayish yellow, and there are several black patches, which were set off by urchins. On a sunny day, there happened to be a thin dog lying in the rice field; Occasionally, one or two villagers, still wearing worn jackets, hunched their shoulders and squatted in the sun to catch lice. If it is cloudy, the northwest wind and the north wind blow those branches, and the red clouds run across the sky like fast horses, there will be no traces of life on the rice fields. The whole village is dead. The whole village, at first glance, is just dead gray.

Mao Dun's Residual Winter

Winter is almost over again. It is still very cold when it is windy, but sometimes at dusk, a warm spring breeze suddenly blows unexpectedly from the south, and there is no such cold weather in the sky. After a long silence, someone played the flute again, and the village could hear the sound of music again. The boatmen stopped their oars and let the boat go down the river, singing songs praising the dark sky. This is the season.

Tagore's Steps by the River (India)

The snow and dust on the sidewalk mixed together and were trampled into solid lumps, and piles of snow were on both sides of the road. As the temperature rises, these snowdrifts gradually turn gray, soften and dissolve into small ditches on the surface. The streets are wet and muddy, and melting snow drips from the gray triangular roof. But the sky overhead is blue, without any clouds. There seem to be millions of glowing atoms in the air, flashing and dancing like crystals.

(Germany) thomas mann's "The Budenbrooks"

Winterset

The winter solstice has passed and the climate is getting colder and colder. The sky wall is gray and blue-gray, and it will look like snow. From the direction of the crab pond, the northwest wind blew in waves and swept away the scattered land, which made it even more empty.

Wang Xiyan's "Warm Spring"

Trees on the shore and other places have lost all their leaves, so they can see far away at a glance. The faint western hills, without the dark blue of summer rain and the bright spring and autumn, are just a little pale, as if afraid of the cold. The sunshine is good, but there is not much heat. Even the shadow of the tree is so dim and withered, as if it were illuminated by the moon.

Laoshe lived under one roof for four generations.

It rained for several days and the climate was warm. I thought I would never see the sun again, and it would never freeze and snow again. However, the west wind swept the dead leaves all over the yard overnight, the water tank was frozen into glass, the wandering shadow of goldfish was no longer visible, and even the snow was falling heavily all over the sky.

Yesterday, the budding Mei Duo secretly opened such charming red flowers in the snow. A man sat under the window eaves, quietly searching for poems about last winter. I only heard the footsteps of a few larks stepping on snowflakes, the singing of the wind from the partition wall, and the noise of my own heart beating.

Bing Xin's To Young Readers

In winter, many trees become bare and flowers are gone. I always look forward to the next heavy snow, so that I can make a snowman. But in Suzhou, there are few days of heavy snow, that is, it snows, and often a few snowflakes fall on the ground and disappear.

The north wind roared and my face hurt. I often see pine trees, bamboo and wintersweet. They stood upright in the cold wind and looked proud. My grandmother told me that they were "three old and cold friends". I like pine, bamboo and plum since I was a child. They are not afraid of cold, frost and snow. They are three brave friends. I am not afraid of the cold. I don't want to sit by the charcoal basin at home to keep warm. I like running outside or sitting in a chair in the sun. The sun is especially warm in winter.

Gao Shiqi's Four Spring and Autumn Periods

Then the snow came and winter came. The street looks like silver. They are so bright and brilliant. Long icicles hang in front of the eaves like crystal daggers. Everyone is wearing fur coats, and the children are skating in red hats for fun.

Oscar Wilde's The Happy Prince

Winter in the city

Summer has passed and winter has come. The days are shorter and there are fewer jobs. There is no heat, no light, no noon in winter, followed by night, fog, dusk, dark windows and indistinguishable things. The sky is like a transparent eye in a dark room, and the town is like sitting in a cellar. Sun seems to be a poor man too. Sad season! Winter turns the water in the sky and people's hearts into ice.

The tragic world of Hugo (France)

Winter in Mongolian Plateau

In winter, the sky is low and the whole mausoleum area is particularly cold. The cold snap of the Mongolian Plateau roared with goose feather and heavy snow, the mountains roared like thunder, the pine forests surged like stormy waves against the coast, and the silvery branches of Liu Tang struggled in the strong wind, making a piercing scream. Distant mountains are like jade armor, and thousands of "pear blossoms" are competing to open. I walked along the forest path, listening to the magnificent symphony of nature in winter, as if I were in an ancient battlefield, "Ma Si Jin Ming" and "Geji sonorous", as if thousands of troops were fighting here.

He Zi's Guling Qu

Winter in the north

The weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick, low and gray-yellow turbid clouds. The majestic Qinling Mountains disappeared into the fog; The south tableland with overlapping fields and weirs is ambiguous; The beautiful Weihe plain suddenly became ugly and shabby. The northeast wind roared. The withered grass and fallen leaves are flying all over the sky, and the yellow dust is misty and chaotic. I can hardly tell where the sky is and where the earth is. In this weather, even the proud eagle dare not try its wings. The wind still smells of wet sea water, which is a sign of heavy snow.

Wang de Xue ye

Autumn in the north is very short, and soon, heavy snow will come to this city. The scenery after the snow is very charming. In the world of white clothes, children's games are naturally snowmen and snowball fights. There is no sleeping winter in children's world. Snow brings joy and noise to children. Pigeons are also infected by noise and are chirping happily. I don't know if it's for the children who voted, or if I regret not voting. Always "goo, goo". Noise enlivens the severe winter.

Pigeons in Cui Guowei

Winter in the south

In winter, the fields along the Pearl River are like spring, with evergreen banana forests, sugarcane forests, litchi orchards and countless fruit trees everywhere.

I approached a village rich in bananas, just like walking into a beautiful park. The warm wind blowing from the Pearl River, the fresh banana flavor and the cauliflower fragrance evaporated by the sun all make people feel deeply cordial and lovely.

Chen Canyun is on the bank of the Pearl River.

Winter in northern Europe

Cold northern Europe!

This winter is particularly miserable! In northern Sweden, groups of wolves, unable to bear the cold, came down from the mountains, ran silently in the snow and fled unscrupulously into residential areas to avoid this rare disaster. On the Baltic coast of Denmark, the snowstorm roared like dense artillery for four days and four nights. The snow in many ports is as deep as seven meters, and these small houses are covered with snow. The truck overturned on the expressway and was trapped in Zita Law.

Even more thrilling is the ocean!

At that time, there was heavy snow over the Baltic Sea, and the wind roared, and the gust sometimes reached 12. Huge waves engulfed the boat and pushed the thousand-ton ship to the coast. The storm triggered a tsunami, and the high waves galloped on the sea like flocks of wild horses.