When the autumn is crisp and the sky is clear in Wan Li, I always walk into charming fields in my spare time.
The geese flying in the sky are so happy. Why? It turned out that it was going to fly to the warm south. It sings beautiful songs while flying, telling everyone a long-awaited good news: "Autumn is coming! Autumn is coming! "
The fields are full of fragrance and excitement. The ears of wheat are bent, as if they were bent by ripe fruits. Cotton quietly opened his eyes, and the white belly cracked a small crack, as if it were going to burst. Apple spruced herself up, blushed and put on new clothes. So cute! Corn touched his beard and sighed with mirth: "Hey! Old! " From a distance, the ears of grain harvested by the farmer's uncle are neatly piled together. It seems to be a graceful and beautiful teenager, and it seems that tens of thousands of cattle and sheep are running.
Fallen leaves, floating quietly, floated on the narrow path, which was covered with golden leaves and creaked when stepping on it. What a unique carpet!
The fallen leaves float and float into the river, and the river flows slowly. Several small fish are playing happily there. They swam under the fallen leaves, made it their home, and fell asleep beautifully.
Although there are fallen leaves in autumn, maple leaves are like flames, which deeply attract me and remind me of a poem "Frosty leaves are redder than February flowers". No, it's a maple leaf.
Autumn is fruitful, and it is a harvest season; Autumn is a beautiful season. I really want to use a magic pen to draw the golden warm autumn and tick off the charming autumn colors.
I love you, fragrant autumn! I love you, colorful autumn!
Accompanied by the footsteps of spring, walking around the campus, Yang Huai is spitting buds, showing the color of its life-green. Grass also joined in the fun and secretly put on a new green dress for herself. In the garden and lawn, the grass is showing off its new clothes. On the small lawn, several wild flowers put on new green clothes to make it more beautiful.
Walking unconsciously in summer makes the campus greener. The green leaves are scorched by the sun, emitting long-lost energy. Sitting in the shade, chatting about the quiet life of studying all day.
Against the green background, the teaching building looks more beautiful. In the green environment, the playground looks more relaxed and comfortable. A breeze is blowing, so it is more pleasant to sit on the balcony and chat. In the shade of the tree, a faint fragrance wafted from the restaurant, which also aroused my deep homesickness.
The tough banyan tree is inspiring the resilience of young trees and encouraging them not to be afraid of difficulties and overcome them. How can they see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? The quality of banyan trees is worth learning and inspires our fighting spirit. Thinking of this, I can't help thinking of many poems praising banyan trees.
The stage under the green trees is colorful, look! Actors sing their voices on the stage and show their talents to teachers and students. The stage is as big as the heart, and our hearts are integrated into that beautiful song, just as the song says: Be strong with a smile ... My dream shines with colorful light, and I can sing if I want, and sing loudly. Sing your heart out on the stage and show your talents to the audience. This affectionate green.
However, the most vibrant green is in the classroom, where there are seedlings, sucking the nectar of knowledge and bearing the caress of the gardener. Make progress every day and grow sturdily. It is because of these seedlings that the campus is full of spring and vitality. It is because of these seedlings that the campus has been filled with green Fangfang.
Beautiful campus, ideal campus, green fragrance everywhere, dazzling, vigorous, harmonious and lovely everywhere, you-my campus, I love you!
There is one person in everyone's heart that I admire very much, but I also have one person that I admire most, and that is my father. Father works outside and seldom comes back. Although my father was born in a foreign country, he pretended to be his hometown psychologically.
Dad is very knowledgeable and has read many books. Dad is proficient in calligraphy, geography, science and literature. Dad's calligraphy is very good, the font is vigorous and vigorous. Dad studies geology and knows geography like the back of his hand. Dad loves jade and likes Taishan stone and Yellow River stone. Therefore, the Taishan stone my father bought has the words "China", "country", "stone" and "king" on it. My father only has a deep knowledge of Buddhism, so the Yellow River Stone in our family has a pattern of benefiting the people. Dad knows a lot of science, because I often ask him some scientific questions and he can answer them one by one. Dad also has a deep understanding of literature, because dad often reads some famous books, so dad has reason to write articles, and the management outline of his company is completed by dad.
Dad is a "meeting person". Dad's duty in the company seems to be to have a meeting every day, and at home is no exception. As soon as dad got home, he took out his mobile phone, plugged in his headphones and started a conference call. Or turn on the computer, bring up the video and have a video conference. Dad's meeting is very reasonable. I remember that once I was writing calligraphy, my father happened to have a video conference, and I eavesdropped for a while. I heard my father say: pressure is the source of motivation, and there is pressure to have motivation. Stress is your own goal. That night, I made a request for myself to write six official script fonts. As a result, I really finished it, writing three pages. So dad's meeting is very dynamic and inspiring.
Dad loves us very much and calls us a dozen times a day. My father is very concerned about me. Every time my father comes back, he will clean my little turtle. Dad told me that it is a life, so we should cherish them.
This is my father. I admire my father's character and love. What I admire more is my father's erudition and accomplishment.
Autumn has come, the autumn wind has blown away the summer heat, and it is getting colder and colder with the weather.
Everything on the earth has changed, the dark green grass has turned yellow, and the small flowers in the field don't know where to hide. Then, in the orchard, the farmers' uncles were busy in the fields, and they harvested baskets of fruits and vegetables. You see, in the orchard, persimmon trees are covered with red bombs, pear trees are covered with golden lanterns, apples are like fat dolls with red faces, and hawthorn trees are covered with big and red pearls waiting for people to pick! Look again, in the field, patches of sorghum red reach the horizon, and golden millet is like a golden ocean. A satisfied smile appeared on the farmer's uncle's face. They hung the harvested fruit all over his home. Strings of golden corn and red peppers all show people the beautiful colors of autumn. The blue sky is boundless, and flocks of wild geese are arranged in a "human" shape, which tells us that we must come back next year. The bright red sun rolls around in the sky like a bowling ball. The mountains in the distance seem to meet the sky, just like a natural ink painting, which is amazing.
I like beautiful autumn!
In spring, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, the sun is shining, and the wind is not as biting as in winter. Our cotton-padded jackets and coats are all put away, and it is no longer cold when we wear them thinly.
In spring, green comes into our eyes, driving away the monotonous gray winter. The light green one is maple, the dark green one is Ligustrum lucidum, the bright green one is unknown bushes on the roadside, and the khaki one is Platanus acerifolia.
On the weekend, my father and I went out for a walk, and the cherry blossoms on the roadside were just in full bloom. It is also a cherry blossom, but the leaves are different in color, some are light green and some are purple. Most cherry blossoms are pink and bright red. Its petals are single and multi-layered. There are many petals on many floors, which are tightly put together, just like hairballs on the clothes of girls in our class. They are soft and lovely.
Magnolia tree has grown small green leaves the size of a child's palm, so it is difficult to see flowers. Looking back a few days ago, the bare trunk was covered with glittering and translucent magnolia flowers. In the warm sunshine, its petals seem to be transparent. I really miss it.
On the way back, I saw that many trees were peeling, and the bark in some places had fallen off, revealing a new yellow-green skin. I asked my father curiously, "What kind of tree is this? Why is it peeling? " My father told me, "This is Platanus acerifolia, also called Platanus acerifolia. In spring, it will shed its winter shell and form all kinds of strange patterns. "
When I passed the maple tree, I looked up and suddenly found clusters of flowers in the middle of its new leaves. My father gently pulled down a low branch. When I got closer, I found that these small flowers were actually maple flowers. They are small, goose yellow, with five petals, like rape blossoms, and a faint fragrance. I asked my father strangely, "Dad, why do maple trees bloom?" Father shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't noticed it before." This is really an interesting discovery! When I got home, my father and I checked the information. It turns out that small yellow flowers are red maple, and flowers will bear darts-like fruits.
Spring is warm, green and colorful. I like it.
Some people yearn for spring, some people yearn for the greenery of the earth, and we play on the mountain. It was a happy day. I am very close to the mountain, far from the running water, climbing on a very high cliff, which makes me extremely scared. It was a happy day. Although bitter and sweet, this is a happy day, which brings me closer to each other. I will always remember it, because it is too cold and too spring.
This is an exciting day, and the arrival of spring has weakened my fear of climbing mountains. The scenery is charming and beautiful, and my heart is full of spring. Spring in the mountains seems to be as beautiful, thirsty and tired, as if it disappeared because of the arrival of spring, but my own spring is full of hope. It doesn't care how high it climbs, but how far it is from the finish line. Willow trees dance with the wind, and flowers bloom with smiles. But I have been climbing, believing in spring, believing in the spring scenery I see, because I believe there is a better scenery on the other side of the big mountain. Why not work hard, believe in your own spring, believe in the scenery you see, and let spring bloom freely in people's hearts and in every small environment waiting for us to discover!
It was a happy day. I hugged the rolling water by the canyon, smelled his fragrance and stepped on his patterned clothes and buttons. Although it is not very formal, it is also a kind of natural beauty, no different from nature. He seems to be asking how clear and bright the water in the valley is; Hey! When do you get off work? I'm so hot! These hot lakes clearly show this. Just look at its red appearance. The Qingming old year flows, and my heart is very calm. I am particularly happy to embrace such a pure and vocal ecological friend, because his beauty moves me, and its ecological beauty can attract tourists from all over the world to play and play. We think about the city and prosperity, but forget our eco-friends. I miss this happy day very much in my heart.
Spring, spring scenery, you are as beautiful as a flower. Naturally, you are so majestic and your creativity is so myriad. I admire you in my heart and create my own spring, which is full of spring.
The rain is still falling, and the thin rain drops in the accumulated water, making small ripples. The path in the rain seems to be more leisurely than usual; The air in the rain makes people feel particularly fresh. I walked in the rain curtain with a flower umbrella.
"Tick-tock …" Listening to the light and cheerful songs of the light rain, smelling the fragrance in the rain and watching everything baptized in the rain, my heart suddenly got drunk.
When the fog came, the distant green hills disappeared and a veil floated. Is this the yarn that Weaver Girl spilled on the ground? Walking under the tree, raindrops fell on the leaves, and Ye Er became a trampoline to play in the rain flower. It fell, jumped up and fell into the soil. Plants greedily suck the milk of the earth, and I can even see the expansion of their roots and the expression of plants enjoying themselves. I held my umbrella high so that the rain could float in and I could enjoy the gift.
Take a deep breath, exhale all other thoughts in your heart, and the whole person is relaxed. I feel that the air in the rain is filled with flowers and grass, and there seems to be love and nostalgia for the rain. Reach out and touch the heartbeat of the rain, "plop, plop" is so cheerful and passionate. I closed my umbrella and opened my arms. Has the rain stopped? No, I want to hug the rain
Shh! Quiet, don't bother me, I'm madly in love with the rain!