1 Daming Lake is one of the three famous places of interest in Jinan, with beautiful scenery, from "lotus flowers on all sides and willows on three sides, a city with mountains and a half city with lakes." You can know how beautiful she is from this sentence.
Walking into Daming Lake, straight ahead, weeping willows stand on the roadside, just like a slim girl combing her hair. Their hair was blown by the breeze and turned into beautiful braids.
There are many pink lotus flowers swaying in the wind in the lake, as graceful as a little girl in a pink skirt dancing. There are several small lotus flowers in the lotus. Lotus is round, like a chubby baby lying comfortably on the "lotus bed". Lotus leaves are like large disks carved by jadeite, some are above the water, and some are stuck on the water. The lotus leaf is covered with crystal dew, which shines in the sun.
The lake is crystal clear and sparkling in the morning light, just like a jewel embedded in the arms of willow trees. The breeze is Xu Lai, and the lake is rippling. The boat paddled quietly across the water and slowly swung into the lake. The bow is breezy, the blue waves are rippling under the boat, the weeping willows reflect the clear water, and the bow is blue. What a beautiful natural scenery!
Daming Lake has a set of well-designed fountains. The middle one can spray a water column 50 to 60 meters high, and dozens of small water columns around it cross each other, just like the tower foundation of a giant water tower. Water drops are scattered on the tourists' faces, which is very refreshing. Under the sun, seven-color rainbows occasionally appear, adding a taste to Daming Lake.
How beautiful Daming Lake is! Boating on Daming Lake is like entering a fairyland.
If Quancheng is a piece of jade, Daming Lake is a pearl embedded in jade. If you have time, you must come to Daming Lake to enjoy the beautiful scenery there.
My hometown is Fenghuang Mountain, the famous hometown of peony in Tongling. It is surrounded by mountains and waters, with pleasant scenery, and tourists come in an endless stream every spring. Acacia is one of the famous scenic spots in Phoenix Mountain Scenic Area, and my family is very lucky to be here.
Now that tourists come here, looking at the green mountains and green waters, wandering among the flowers, with a bright smile on their faces, who would have thought how backward and closed it used to be? For as long as I can remember, the Acacia River I saw was filled with muddy tailings and smelled pungent every day. Acacia was scarred by tourists, and the villagers who didn't understand knowledge coated it with thick butter. The ancient and lush acacia was dying. The once green mountains and green waters have become a wasteland that people scoff at, and the young people in the village have left their homes to make a living. My parents also joined the "army" in the city, leaving me and my grandparents, as well as crying acacia.
In the past two years, people's awareness of environmental protection has been gradually strengthened. With the efforts of many people, the barrel-thick pipe erected from a distance every day finally stopped its evil transportation, and no more tailings flowed into this endangered village. People in the village cleaned up the river, and the water in Xiang Si River became clear. Grandma can wash clothes and vegetables at home, and I can soak in the river and play with my friends like my father did when he was a child. Gradually, I found that the acacia tree was surrounded by fences and scaffolding, and it became alive again. The number of tourists has increased. The village head on the other side of the river told us that the country has allocated a lot of money to build this place into a scenic spot, and everything should be planned well! Sure enough, the former hillside turned into a big garden, and the paths on both sides of the river were quiet. People walked on it and wandered in the ocean of flowers. The clear river saw groups of fish swimming around, and the scales were shining. Acacia opens a huge green umbrella to welcome tourists on a whim.
This year, the fields in the east of the village are being transformed into lotus ponds. I think more people will come to Acacia this year. I must let my parents come back and see this lively scene with their own eyes, so that they can think about how to start a business here and do their part for the beautiful acacia.
Composition 3 on the topic of beauty It's snowing! Although I am afraid of the cold winter, I sincerely love snow. I turned around in the snow with great excitement and carefully stretched out my hands to meet the falling white petals. The clothes, hats and scarves were all white, and I was reluctantly pulled into the umbrella by my companion. I have to listen quietly to the sound of snowflakes falling on the umbrella, so soft and moving, just like a mother caring for her baby and whispering in her lover's ear. Thus, the whole world is like a gentle trap, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated and deeply intoxicated.
At night, I can't help but open the door and look out. The night glowed softly against the snow. It's so romantic to find the night so quiet and beautiful for the first time. I hope I can't dance like an elf in a white gauze. Then I will try my best to jump out of my most beautiful dance and do a "Chang 'e Twilight Sleeve, with the aim of loyal soul dancing". I really seem to want to move my steps. Suddenly, my mother called me into the house, because it was still snowing outside, and I think people can't help being stupid sometimes. Yes, the night is so tempting.
Dad has been guarding the bamboo forest, because the bamboo forest dotted with snow has a little realm. A layer of snowflakes, not too thin, accumulated on the bamboo leaves, swaying in the breeze, and then scattered like powder. Faced with this situation, no matter how much sadness and boredom are thrown out of the cloud nine, the mind is washed away and the mood is suddenly enlightened. The elegance of bamboo and the purity of snow are really exquisite combinations, which shock and purify the soul. It suddenly occurred to me, will this white elf flying in the breeze feel lonely? I think so, too. She is so elegant and pure, and doomed to be lonely in a complicated world. But I believe that she will certainly arouse some people's reflection and inject light into those dim hearts. And those literati should appreciate their persistence in loneliness. You know, snowflakes have been singing the same loneliness for thousands of years, but they stubbornly maintain their original innocent appearance. In the days when snowflakes are flying all over the sky, let me make a small wish: let every beautiful dream grow colorful wings and fly where it wants to go, so that the future days can move forward truly and happily.
Beauty is hidden in every corner of life, and the determination and ideal to overcome the sea unswervingly, I know, is tempering, constant struggle, leaving traces of youth. He worked to earn money, but he touched China. Hong Zhanhui's spirit of self-improvement and strong sense of responsibility are his beauty, which is unobtrusive. This is their beauty and ideal. It took me a lifetime of hard work and struggle to keep their lights on. Even if everyone enjoys flowers and drinks and looks at the stars in the sky, it is not to "promote the economic development of the motherland and keep the lights on."
Someone once asked, ideal, I know you want me to ride the wind and waves, not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, ideal, you let me understand the meaning of being a man, that is, the sun will eventually shine on the earth. We are ordinary people, and we can be better than walking around; It's stormy, and I enjoy it. I can still look at the clouds in the sky, not for the whole country. I have strong enterprising spirit and self-confidence; I have never been addicted to small achievements, standing still, just like the rising sun. "Youth:" Is life good? You made me understand that the key to the ever-burning lamp of life is to relax in old age. Each of them is like a screw, working hard in their own posts, overcoming technical difficulties, working hard and falling down? "If you respond repeatedly and enjoy life with powerful feet and hands, we can also have that kind of beauty-as long as we can do our part in a down-to-earth and unknown way.
Ordinary is not mediocre. In the vast sea of people, the soil was Wan Huhou in those days, which made my sister live a better life. Ordinary wishes, ordinary to realize, when I am trapped in the vast sea of people: in fact, ordinary and beautiful! When you fell to the ground, a girl helped you up and asked, "Are you all right? Just to support families in trouble and become a beautiful silhouette in history. "
With you, I am no longer afraid and hesitant, and I begin to recall my past laughter. Open the photo album and grow in the cradle; In crying, there is mother's coaxing, in laughing, there is mother's singing. I snuggle in my mother's arms every day, and I am willing to work all my life for the ever-burning lamp of life. There you are. Innocent dream, because of your existence, because of your persistence, I have never been complacent about a little achievement and enjoyed ease, but I think of you, I can still make great achievements ... because of your ideal, we can also have that beauty-as long as we spread our inner fragrance like Tai Lihua.
The hometown of goldfish is China, which is a symbol of auspiciousness, happiness, peace and friendship. I love goldfish, and I love the beauty of goldfish. Every time I stop to watch it, I am intoxicated with it and can't extricate myself.
There are many kinds of goldfish, big and small; Some are fat, some are wearing red hats, like couriers wearing red hats; Some are dressed in black robes, just like a great magician with infinite magic; Some carry pearls, like flowers on the back of a little girl who loves to dress up; Other lips are red, just like lips painted with lip gloss.
The most dazzling thing about goldfish is its big tail. Tails are long and short, and some are like dancers' beautiful skirts; Some are like an open colorful folding fan; When you pass a ginkgo tree, you will also find that the tail is like two golden ginkgo leaves; Like a red maple leaf that is about to fall; Like a bow on a girl's head; Like tulips in full bloom in the water; It is also like the gorgeous silk dress worn by the princess when she goes to the party.
Flocks of fish swam around in the water, and a group of red fish swam over, and the water was reflected red; A group of snakeheads swam over, and suddenly there seemed to be piles of dark clouds floating on the water. Some white fish swam over, and wisps of gauze floated in the water. The original bleak water surface was put on beautiful clothes by these lovely elves, forming a beautiful oil painting scroll.
Life is so petite and fragile, but they have tenacious vitality. It is an indispensable part of the biological chain. We should learn to cherish life and be grateful for it. I am even more grateful that nature can create such lovely animals. It makes our life more beautiful and rich. It is also our good friend. Let this precious flower of life bloom forever!
The ugly caterpillar broke out of the cocoon with hard work and became a butterfly that everyone loved; A dirty dandelion seed turned into a beautiful dandelion under everyone's criticism; The ugly duckling worked hard and finally became a white swan. ...
Is beauty really that simple? Facts tell us the answer, can a caterpillar become a butterfly without hard work? Dandelion will become a beautiful dandelion if it doesn't grow hard? If the ugly duckling feels dead because of his inferiority complex, will he see himself become a white swan? It can be seen that beauty can only be achieved through our own efforts!
Everyone has his own beauty, no one is born a child prodigy, and only hard work can succeed.
At that time, I was just a beginner in guzheng, and I didn't have much practice and playing experience. I only have time to practice on weekends every week, which happens to be the celebration of our school. I want to perform a program, but I was chosen by accident. This makes me very upset, but I can only complain secretly in my heart.
It's my turn to perform, and my heart is like a deer. I sat in the chair and began to play. At first, I was so nervous that I almost forgot my score, but gradually, I recovered my calm and felt that I was the only one playing in the whole world. I was immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate myself for a long time. At the end of the song, applause rang out from the audience. I think I succeeded, although it was only a trivial success. But it made me feel the beauty and sweetness of meeting.
"The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold." Only by working hard can one know the sweetness of meeting beautiful people. You will experience the joy of changing from an ugly duckling to a white swan.
The sky is a world of birds, and the sky is blue because of birds; The sea is a world of fish, and the sea is wonderful because there are fish swimming; Flowers are the world of butterflies, and flowers are beautiful because of butterflies. Similarly, the world is my sky, and the world is brighter because of me.
Maybe you think that each of us is so small to the world that it is not worth mentioning at all. We don't unify the United States like President Lincoln, lead people's out of the dark like Chairman Mao, and push history forward like Lenin.
But for this world, are we really that insignificant? That's not true. "Poet Fairy" Li Bai has a poem "I was born useful"; There is also Gong Zizhen's patriotic feelings of "falling red is not ruthless, turning into spring mud to protect flowers"; There is also Su Shi's famous sentence "He will bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot wolves". The ancients still knew that everyone had a role in the country and society, and even in old age, they still did not forget to serve the country, not to mention today.
Chairman Mao said, "Counting romantic figures depends on the present." It tells the story of the greatness of people's power. Without mortals like us, without our obscurity and without our efforts, there would be no tomorrow in this world. We may not be as dazzling as celebrities, but how can celebrities be dazzling without our foil?
I have a sky, I am the spirit of the sky, I want to fly in my sky, I want to draw a beautiful arc in the sky with my strong wings and body, and draw a perfect picture in the sky.
I have a world. I am the cornerstone of the world. I want to work hard for the world. I want to achieve the great realm of "spring silkworms are weaving until they die, and every night candles are crying and sucking up the wick" and create brilliance for the world. I want to leave my mark on my sky and the world.
So, believe it! I have a sky, and the sky is smart because of me; I have a stage that is wonderful because of me; I exist in the world, and the world is beautiful because of me.
Lotus is a symbol of sacredness and beauty. They are elegant and charming.
Walking into the lotus pond, you can smell a faint fragrance far away. The first thing I saw was the endless lotus leaf, just like a green ocean. Some lotus leaves show a little tender tip, like a green arrow shooting into the sky; Some are slightly as big as the right palm; Some have all been spread out, like large pieces of jade ... these lotus leaves of different sizes are dense and dense. The breeze blows, the lotus leaves sway with the wind, and a green wave rolls up in the lotus pond and rushes into the distance. Because it is morning, the lotus leaves are stained with water drops, some of which have just been spread out for two or three pages, and the petals are crystal clear, like beautiful pearls rolling around on a jade plate. There are lotus flowers among the green lotus leaves. These lotus flowers have different shapes, and some of them are green buds. Some are budding flowers and bones; Some just spread two or three petals; Some of them are all spread out, revealing small yellow lotus flowers, showing a bright smile to tourists. The colors of these lotus flowers are white, red, pink and crimson, and they are dazzling under the sunlight. It is really "the lotus leaf is infinitely green, and the red flowers are of different colors."
Lotus is not only beautiful, but also very useful. Its leaves can be dried to make tea, porridge, cool and detoxify, and can be used as medicine. Its root lotus root is edible, and lotus leaf can also be used as food packaging material.
Ah! I love lotus, its graceful posture, and its selfless dedication.
Composition 9 on the topic of beauty Before the snowflakes floated down, I drew snowflakes at home. I picked up the brush and drew 56 snowflakes in the sketch book.
When drawing 56 snowflakes, I don't want to draw as many snowflakes as our ethnic minorities. However, after I wrote it, my imagination of snowflakes exceeded my imagination as a Han Chinese. When I painted, there were fifty-six completely different snowflakes. When I finished painting for my parents, I had to tell them: "Look, I painted snowflakes of our whole nation!" " "After reading the snowflakes I painted, my parents laughed, laughing at my yearning and expectation for snowflakes and laughing at my love for our motherland.
I like snowflakes. When the climate is not enough for snowflakes to fall, it is full of my thoughts and expectations for snowflakes. Draw a flower every day, and slowly you will draw 56 flowers. Every snowflake has my thoughts about it in its shape, glittering and translucent and light. When I draw the first snowflake, I think my second snowflake will have a similar shape. I had no idea that my second snowflake would be like the first one. All subsequent snowflakes have their own shapes, which makes me feel incredible when I look at them. It seems that those snowflakes really fell from the sky, and it seems that those snowflakes can represent my love for snowflakes.
I love our motherland, too, otherwise I wouldn't have painted my snowflakes into 56. There must be an imagination about 56 nationalities in my subconscious. With a pen, there are 56 snowflakes with different shapes. They are in full bloom in my sketch book, with beautiful scenery and flowers. These snowflakes have been affirmed by my parents. I want to show them to my teachers, so that they can also see my yearning for snowflakes and my love for our motherland. The teacher will praise me as a good boy and my imagination. Thinking about it, I also praised myself and drew 56 snowflakes.
My school is called Minxin Road Primary School, which is a very beautiful school.
In spring, lilacs bloom, emitting a faint fragrance and a faint fragrance. The grass will also stick its head out of the soil to see if Miss Chun has come. Willow got strength from Miss Chun and slowly sprouted new buds. Peach tree also opened a pink smiling face.
At school in spring, my favorite is peach trees with pink flowers. Spring has come, the bark of peach trees is red, and the green calyx is wrapped in pink buds, just like a mother who protects her children. I put my finger gently on the bud and felt the sweet and soft feeling of the bud.
In summer, the whole school turns green. Soft willow branches are dancing in the wind, and long elms are flourishing and green like a sun umbrella. Elm leaves are big, dark green and light green, and it tastes clean and sweet. Hedging the lush grass will increase the chances of survival in spring.
In summer school, what I like best is the vibrant grass. In summer, the grass on campus is lovely, and the wind dances together, just like the little stars on the stage.
In autumn at school, the leaves on the trees wither and fall. As soon as I entered the campus, a gust of wind blew and the leaves fell again, like a "fallen leaf rain". Fallen leaves are like dancing golden butterflies.
In autumn school, what I like best is the fallen leaves on the trees. The fallen leaves are spread on the ground, and the sound of "click, click" is really nice!
In winter, the school seems to have put on a white cotton-padded jacket, and the sun shines gently on the white cotton-padded jacket, shining. There is a thin layer of frost on the playground, and there are traces of your foot stepping on it.
When it snows in winter, we have snowball fights, snowball fights and make snowmen on the playground. Snow has brought us great happiness. In winter school, what I like best is the frost on the playground. We snowballed on it and "rolled out a beautiful abstract painting". There are also students stepping on it, which is also a beautiful painting!
This is my beautiful school. I hope you have a chance to see it.
Composition on the topic of beauty 1 1 The morning rain "swoops down". I came to the school gate early, and many students had already arrived. That colorful umbrella flower is as beautiful as a rainbow. Look, there are many unique "landscapes" at the school gate!
A junior boy, wearing a raincoat and rain boots, took a bite of an egg roll from time to time, dragged his schoolbag and ran forward, splashing water and wetting other people's clothes, but still giggling. What a naughty boy!
Hey, what's wrong with this girl? He cleared his mouth and walked forward angrily, as if to make a hole in the ground. It turned out that because her parents didn't wake her up in time, she was a few minutes late and angry. It seems that this girl is quite angry.
The girl in grade one asked her mother to take her to class with an umbrella because she was afraid of rain. Her mother cut the child's hair while holding an umbrella. This mother's concern for her children is really meticulous!
A boy was sent to the door by his father by bike. The boy walked forward with an umbrella, but his father was still worried and waited until the child entered the class before riding away. This is true fatherly love!
The two girls were talking and laughing with umbrellas, as if talking about something happy. But they always push umbrellas at each other, hoping that their friends won't get caught in the rain. Child as he is, he is also a careful and kind person.
A girl and her father walked into the campus with an umbrella, but her father kept holding the umbrella, and more than half of the clothes got wet. The love for my daughter is touching.
Children's laughter is everywhere at the school gate in the early morning, and there are lovely and warm pictures everywhere. Everything is beautiful!
12 The campus is the most familiar and intimate place for every student, and it is also a big family full of laughter. Today, I would like to introduce you to the beautiful campus of our Donghuan Primary School General Campus.
Entering the campus, the first thing you see is a big landscape painting. Further on, it is the largest and widest place on the campus, and it is also the favorite place of students-the plastic playground. To the north and west of the playground are two tall teaching buildings. To the south of the playground is our Moon Lake. Many flowers and plants were planted around the Moon Lake, which was very beautiful. Next to the flowers and plants, there is a cobblestone path, so that students can watch the Moon Lake at close range. On the stone in the middle of the lake, sometimes one or two little turtles climb up and lie motionless on the stone, as if to say, "The water is too stuffy, I want to come up and bask in the sun." There is also a large bamboo forest next to the Moon Lake. I think the moral of planting bamboo should be that I hope each of our children can "improve" in their studies. On the east side of the playground is a cultural corridor full of books, which is an open book gallery. The bookshelves in the corridor are in the pinyin letters of our school name "Donghuan Primary School". There are all kinds of books on the bookshelf, and we can enjoy learning in the sea of books. Every time after class, the cultural corridor will be crowded with students, which is also a beautiful landscape of our school.
This is our campus. I like it very much. Welcome to visit. I can be your little tour guide and introduce you. I'm sure you will like it as much as I do.
The title of American 13 is green, a color of life; Beauty, a color that cannot be described in words; Life, a kind of ubiquitous excitement. This is a beautiful angel-from the spring breeze.
The gentle spring breeze brought me to the fairyland on earth-the park.
As soon as I stepped into the gate, a refreshing fragrance of flowers came to my nostrils, and a large rectangular flower bed was displayed in front of me. There are red buds on the thorny rose branches in the flower bed, and some are about to bloom. There are sunflowers, which bloom brightly, some are scarlet, some are pink, some are golden, and the petals are surrounded by red edges, like stars, competing to open. Bees buzzed around collecting honey, and butterflies danced in flower beds in long skirts. The wicker beside the flower bed flutters with the wind, just like a beautiful woman combing her flowing hair; Another example is a young teenager dancing with a ribbon.
When I came to Wangjing Building, I looked out. The south corner of the building is flying like a flapping bird. The west of the building is a pool of lotus ponds with green lotus leaves and layers of lodging. Looking at these lotus leaves, I seem to see pink lotus flowers floating in the breeze in the near future, smiling warmly at every customer. To the east of the building is a large lawn. At the end of winter, the semi-yellow and semi-green grass is more like a furry carpet. Loubei is a glittering and translucent stone crane pond. The cranes in the pond are all kinds of lifelike: some want to spread their wings, some are playing with their heads down, some are singing loudly, and some are combing their white feathers gently back.
On the right side of Shihuichi, there are two stone dragons dressed in gold, with their big mouths open and their front paws waving, as if fighting for the dragon ball in the middle. This is probably the so-called Shuanglong Play Pearl!
The park in your hometown, you are a bright pearl in your hometown. You are like a colorful picture, depicting the bright future of the motherland!
After more than seven hours' drive, my mother and I came to Longfengtou Beach in Pingtan Island, Fujian Province, and saw the sea I had missed for a long time.
There are no clouds in Wan Li, the sky is blue, the water is blue, and water and the sky are the same color. You can't tell where the sky is and where the sea is. Now is the low tide period, and the coastline baptized by seawater is golden yellow, reflecting dazzling light. The sparkling waves on the sea surface form colorful rainbow stripes under the irradiation of sunlight, which is simply a neon lamp during the day. A big wave came and hit the rock, splashing white water, and soon the second big wave swooped down, more fierce than the first one, as if to drown the whole world. Those waves are like the cries of soldiers, and the high waves are like rows of soldiers. They are strong, and when they reach my feet, they become kind waiters, sending us shells and touching our soles.
Looking in along the boundary of seawater erosion, I suddenly found many regular holes on the beach, and many small sand balls the size of rice grains were scattered around the holes. Whose masterpiece is this? I couldn't resist my curiosity and crept in front of these small holes. Suddenly, a little head poked out from one of the holes, only to see it stay alert for a few seconds. Maybe it feels safe. The little guy started sticking out his feet, and then he walked out of the hole. Oh, it turned out to be a small sea crab, only the size of soybeans, and its whole body is still transparent. Although it is crawling sideways, the speed is really not covered.
As night fell, the sea began to calm down slowly, not as energetic as during the day. A full moon rose into the sky and shone a beautiful image into the sea. The waves beat gently on the shore, light and soft, like a mother's whisper. There were lights on the coast, and people who loved the sea began to build bonfires, singing and dancing around them, and laughter rippled on the sea. At this time, we are happy and become a part of the sea!
Composition 15 on the topic of beauty Late at night, the street lamp was on, and my mother was busy doing housework and sitting on the sofa to have a rest. I snuggled up to her and saw that my mother's hands were wrinkled and rough to the touch. Mother's hands have thick cocoons and feel hard. Although mother's hands are full of wrinkles, they are also full of mother's love for us.
I remember when I was one month old, I was a baby strawberry with a tumor the size of a strawberry on my shoulder. Although the tumor is big and red, it doesn't hurt at all, but my mother is still very worried. Then beautiful hands led me around hospitals and clinics, and doctors and uncles all said, "Don't worry! No need to rub medicine. When you grow up, the tumor will naturally retreat. "
Sometimes the tumor will become red, swollen and big, and mother doesn't know what to do. Whenever my mother bandages me, I'm afraid the tumor will break, so my mother is always careful when she bandages me. In this way, my mother and I have been holding hands for countless years. It was not until I was eight years old, that is, when I was in the second grade of primary school, that the tumor gradually receded and finally put down the stone that my mother had been hanging in her heart for eight years.
Mom's hand is the most beautiful hand in the world. When I learned to climb and walk, it was my mother's hand that pulled me forward step by step; When I was crying and helpless, it was my mother who touched my head and hugged me with those hands; When I was sick, it was my mother who accompanied me day and night with those hands. Whenever I think of my mother's hand, my heart is filled with infinite happiness and gratitude. Mother's hand is like a street lamp, shining forever and guiding us forever. It was my mother's warm hands that led me through the ignorant days. One day, I will hold my mother's hand as I did when I was a child. Thank you for your traction and companionship along the way.