I like this crisp autumn season!
I like autumn with flowers and leaves and flat chrysanthemums.
I like this unique and splendid autumn scenery.
Autumn is really a harvest season. The sound of lawn mower, children's laughter and adults' laughter are combined into a symphony in autumn.
2. Use synaesthesia to write an 800-word field composition. I came to the Woods before the sun went down.
Seeing the Woods in the distance, it is surrounded by morning fog. From a distance, it looks like a girl wearing a veil, slim and elegant. Looking closely, there is also a transparent little doll-dewdrop lying on the green leaves.
Look how soundly it sleeps. It's so cute that people can't help but touch it, but my hand reaches the tip of the knife and comes back deep. Let them sleep again. They must be exhausted from the distant horizon. I wonder if it's a beautiful weaver girl. What about parting tears? The grass on the ground is covered with pearl yarn, and the flowers are beautiful! Urged by the morning breeze, the sun finally showed its little red head.
Under the escort of the morning breeze, the morning mist reluctantly left the forest, and everything in the forest became clearer. Dew was in a hurry, jumping around among the leaves, accidentally hanging on the ground, splashing a small piece of water ... The morning wind scratched the tree naughtily, and the tree smiled. The grass bent down in the cheerful laughter.
This bend is terrible. The pearl sand on the grass was broken, and colorful rainbows appeared in the sun. There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky.
The sun has just risen in the east. Through the clouds, he gave the forest warmth and light, and the forest immediately became full of vitality. In the distance, you can vaguely see the mountains rolling and overlapping, and the mountains are covered with a mist, just like a fairyland.
There is a dense pine forest at the foot of the mountain. The pine trees are still so tall and straight against the cold wind, so green, just like guardians, protecting our home. Not far away, the curved river is crystal clear.
Small fish, shrimps and turtles in the river are swimming in a competition! Shrimp can be clever, you see, it curled up and suddenly jumped up far away; Not to be outdone, the small fish quickly flapped its fins and rushed forward; Where's the tortoise? Too bad. It is swimming desperately, but it is only a short swim after swimming for a long time. On the shore, Miss Willow is washing her hair. The bird flew over and said, "Good morning, Miss Willow!" " "The green grass under the tree is inlaid with all kinds of wild flowers, some are red, some are orange, some are yellow, some are purple ... some are a big bunch, like the starry sky at night; Some are very independent there, like a proud little princess.
Ah! What a charming forest morning! "Ji Ji Zha, Ji Ji Zha, get up, get up!" In the spring morning, the birds sing and go to the forest to tell the time. By the river, everywhere is full of life.
You see, the wild flowers, tender grass and willows on both sides of the river are rubbing their yellow eyebrows and green eyes with tender arms in the caress of the river. When the morning mist disappears, the sun shines on the river, revealing a large piece of red, much like the blush on a beautiful girl's face! Gradually, the river was covered with golden light. The breeze blew, and suddenly, the gold forging was torn into countless small pieces and floated on the river.
Look at the dense fish, frolicking ducks and duckweeds floating on the shore like small copper coins, which make the river full of spring breath and vitality.
There is a large green forest by the river. At this time, green shoots have been born from the tree.
They are like arms. They come to see this brand-new world in spring. "Tick-tock.
"This is the first spring rain since the spring.
The shy white chrysanthemum gradually raised its head; Spiders weave a strong web covered with dew; The soft carpet made of green grass is very comfortable. This is a beautiful forest after the spring rain. This is a quiet and serene forest.
3. Using synaesthesia to seek the excerpt from Ming Hu Ju Listening to Books in the composition Lao Can Travel Notes, Wang Xiaoyu opened his lips, bared his teeth and sang a few words.
At first, the sound was not very loud, but I felt an indescribable wonder: in my internal organs, it was like a piece of iron, everywhere; Thirty-six thousand pores are like eating ginseng fruit, and no pore is not carefree. After singing a dozen words, I gradually sang higher and higher, and suddenly pulled out a gyro, like a steel rope thrown into the sky, and could not help secretly exclaiming.
Knowing that you are in that extremely high place, you can still turn around. After several times, it went up a layer, three or four times in succession, one after another.
This is like climbing Mount Tai from the west of Ole Peak: at first glance, Ole Peak cuts the wall dry and thinks that heaven is connected with heaven; When I turned to Ole Peak, I saw that Fan Cliff was more on Ole Peak; When I turned to Fanya, I found that the worse the door was on Fanya: the more dangerous, the more dangerous it was. After Wang Xiaoyu sang to a very high level, he suddenly fell down and tried his best to show his indomitable spirit, like a flying snake hovering in the middle of the 36 peaks of Huangshan Mountain.
In an instant, every turn. From then on, the singing became lower and thinner, and the voice gradually disappeared.
Everyone in the garden held their breath and dared not move less. About two or three minutes, it seems that there is a sound coming from underground.
After that, it suddenly rose again, like fireworks in the east, a marble rose into the sky and turned into thousands of colorful flames, scattered vertically and horizontally. This sound flies, that is, there are infinite sounds to be concurrent.
People who play Black Boy use their fingers, big and small, which are in harmony with his voice, such as the spring dawn in the flower dock and the sound of good birds. My ears are too busy to know what to listen to.
Is stirring, suddenly listen to Huo Ran, all the strings are silent. At this time, the audience cheered and thundered.
Here, an analogy is made from the perspective of people's subjective feelings, which shows that Wang Xiaoyu's voice gives people a carefree and sweet feeling.
Second, the phrase "singing higher and higher gradually, suddenly pulling a top, like a wire thrown into the sky" is the voice of Wang Xiaoyu written from a visual point of view, sometimes very thin. "It's like climbing Mount Tai from the west of Ole Peak ... the more dangerous it is, the more dangerous it is."
This is also written from a visual point of view. "Like a flying snake hovering on the mountainside of the 36 th peak of Huangshan Mountain, it turns around several times in a blink of an eye."
This is written from a visual point of view, showing Wang Xiaoyu's gentle and brisk voice. 5. "Like fireworks in the East, a marble goes to heaven and turns into thousands of five-color flames, scattered vertically and horizontally."
Write from a visual point of view.
4. Writing a composition and writing a scene with the rhetorical device of "synaesthesia", also called "empathy", is a figure of speech in which people's hearing, vision, smell, taste, touch and other different feelings are communicated and interlaced with each other when describing objective things, and the original words expressing feelings are transferred out to express feelings, making the image more vivid and novel. Like a faint song from a distant building "(Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond), fragrance is the sense of smell, and song is the sense of hearing. The author communicates two feelings, which is synaesthesia. In fact, there are also ancient poems, such as "Falling in English is like tears, lonely birds sing sadness", "Taiwan is warm in spring" and "Dancing hall is cold in sleeves, and wind and rain are sad" in Epang Palace.
5. Use synaesthesia to write a 400-word composition with youthful color.
If childhood is sky blue-because it is pure and bright; If the twilight is black-because it is the end of the long road of life. So what color is youth?
Youth is pink. Because in the years of youth, there are too many hopes and dreams, which are pink dreams-romantic, fresh and magnificent. That dream has no vicissitudes and depth after weather-beaten, no maturity and rationality after a long history, and no bondage and fetters of ruthless years. Just warm, clear and unrestrained pink. Nikolai Gogol said in his later years: "If nothing else, young people will be happy enough as long as they have a future." However, those of us who are enjoying youth don't seem to feel so happy. Many people just immerse the capital of youth in their dreams, instead of fighting for them. Even these dreams, like soap bubbles, disappear without a trace with the passage of youth.
Youth is green. Have you seen the new green seedlings growing in the bright spring? Have you ever seen clusters of buds dancing lightly in the spring breeze on the trees? The green of youth is the green of seedlings and buds in spring, full of vitality and vigor. Li Dazhao said: "Youth is the king of life, the spring of life and the brilliance of life." Maxwell, a British physicist, published his first scientific paper at the age of 15; When Wang Wei was 17 years old, he wrote such a well-known poem as "Thinking of Shandong Brothers on a Mountain Holiday". Engels learned 25 foreign languages when he was 17 years old ... It was the sowing and cultivation in this youth, and it was the green * * * in this youth that created the great lives of these scientists, writers and politicians.
Youth can also be gray. Because we lack rationality, we are complacent about a little gain; We make mistakes again and again; At the crossroads, we often wander ... Of course, God allows young people to make mistakes, because it is through making mistakes again and again that we gain learning, maturity and rationality.
In fact, the color of everyone's youth is a mixture of these three colors. Just because the ingredients of the three colors are different, they match different colors. This is a unique color in life. How can you turn a blind eye and not cherish it?
There is such a poem: "Don't wait for the sun to rise before entering today;" Don't wait for the flowers to fade before you know how to cherish them; Don't wait for the opportunity to feel sad. Wait, just wait for our young head; Wait, it will only make us miss the sowing and harvesting season ... "
I want to add: don't wait for youth to pass, then open your eyes to find the color of youth; Waiting will only make us waste our lives and regret it.
6. Write a composition with synaesthesia and write a flower 150. Spring is the season when flowers bloom. There are pink peach blossoms, golden winter jasmine and snow-white pear blossoms, but I like cherry blossoms best.
Cherry blossoms are covered with branches, and there are more than a dozen flower balls on one branch, even the branches are bent. From a distance, it looks like a huge colored carpet, which is very beautiful. Close-up flowers are in the shape of a five-pointed star, with white flowers at the bottom and yellow flowers at the top, like a small bean sprout. When the wind blows, flowers nod to passers-by. It has many colors such as white, pink and red. Look at this tree. It looks like a rich tree covered with silver, and the other tree looks like a little girl who has been dusted.
Cherry blossoms are not only for people to watch, but also have other functions, such as beauty and making tea. Cherry blossoms can also be used as skirts. What? Make a skirt? ! Yes, ingenious people can embroider petals on skirts one by one!
Ah, KINOMOTO SAKURA, you traded your life for human happiness, and I like you!
My favorite flower composition is 100.
I like roses. Roses are red and beautiful. If I want to spend it so beautifully, I will plant it! I can move freely. I bought some seeds the next day. I planted them in the ground. I water and fertilize them. After a few weeks, all the seeds germinated. After a few months, the buds grew taller. Today, a few months later, the roses can't help but slowly and slowly open their arms and bloom one after another. This is the smile of the rose tree. I looked at it and smiled happily.
Composition about my favorite fruit: My favorite fruit composition is 350 words.
"The clothes are green and red and the taste is sour and sweet. Make more friends with them, and the little blush people are loved. " Do you know what I'm talking about? If you guess right, it's an apple.
Immature apples, green, hidden in green leaves, are not easy to find. Mature apples, red, like a small sun, are like our smiling faces, so lovely. Touch it with your hands, and it feels slippery.
I carefully cut it with a knife, horizontally, like a hat, vertically, like a heart. Expose yellow flesh and black seeds, like small melon seeds. Smell it, sweet, like candy. Take a bite. Crispy, sweet and slightly sour. I can't help but take a bite and want a second bite. It's really mouth-watering ...
As the saying goes, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away". Because apples are rich in nutrition and contain many vitamins, they can supplement the needs of the human body and make us healthy every day.
Friend, after listening to my introduction, do you also like apples?
Teacher's words:
Apple can be introduced from the aspects of color, appearance and function, which is clear and smooth. It is novel and interesting to set suspense at the beginning in the form of guessing riddles, and then uncover the mystery with a question. I can see that you have a pair of observant eyes and a heart that loves life.
One quiet night, I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Suddenly, I heard someone talking. I got out of bed gently, looked around, looked for the sound carefully, and suddenly my steps stopped beside my schoolbag. I squatted down slowly, my face pressed against my schoolbag. Ah! It turned out to be the sound of books, pens, pencils, erasers, pencil boxes and other school supplies. I can't believe my ears. It turns out that the sisters in the bag are whispering! The first speaker is a pencil. "My master always breaks my sharp point, which hurts me to death, but he doesn't care about me at all." Everyone sympathizes with it. The second speaker's eraser, "I am an eraser, square and fat in vain." But I've been covered in black and dirty recently, and it's all my fault. Once, before I woke up, a small hand reached in. It's my little master again, the "king of typos" came to arrest me, and my strong fingers choked me out of breath. After that, without saying a word, I leaned my head against the paper and rubbed it back and forth against the typo, leaving me scarred and my forehead covered with dark dust. It didn't take long for me to be "bald". Then I said in my exercise book, ".
8. I used synaesthesia to write an 800-word composition in the field when the sun was still dressing up and came to the Woods.
Seeing the Woods in the distance, it is surrounded by morning fog. From a distance, it looks like a girl wearing a veil, slim and elegant. Looking closely, there is also a transparent little doll-dewdrop lying on the green leaves.
Look how soundly it sleeps. It's so cute that people can't help but touch it, but my hand reaches the tip of the knife and comes back deep. Let them sleep again. They must be exhausted from the distant horizon. I wonder if it's a beautiful weaver girl. What about parting tears? The grass on the ground is covered with pearl yarn, and the flowers are beautiful! Urged by the morning breeze, the sun finally showed its little red head.
Under the escort of the morning breeze, the morning mist reluctantly left the forest, and everything in the forest became clearer. Dew was in a hurry, jumping around among the leaves, accidentally hanging on the ground, splashing a small piece of water ... The morning wind scratched the tree naughtily, and the tree smiled. The grass bent down in the cheerful laughter.
This bend is terrible. The pearl sand on the grass was broken, and colorful rainbows appeared in the sun. There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky.
The sun has just risen in the east. Through the clouds, he gave the forest warmth and light, and the forest immediately became full of vitality. In the distance, you can vaguely see the mountains rolling and overlapping, and the mountains are covered with a mist, just like a fairyland.
There is a dense pine forest at the foot of the mountain. The pine trees are still so tall and straight against the cold wind, so green, just like guardians, protecting our home. Not far away, the curved river is crystal clear.
Small fish, shrimps and turtles in the river are swimming in a competition! Shrimp can be clever, you see, it curled up and suddenly jumped up far away; Not to be outdone, the small fish quickly flapped its fins and rushed forward; Where's the tortoise? Too bad. It is swimming desperately, but it is only a short swim after swimming for a long time. On the shore, Miss Willow is washing her hair. The bird flew over and said, "Good morning, Miss Willow!" " "The green grass under the tree is inlaid with all kinds of wild flowers, some are red, some are orange, some are yellow, some are purple ... some are a big bunch, like the starry sky at night; Some are very independent there, like a proud little princess.
Ah! What a charming forest morning! "Ji Ji Zha, Ji Ji Zha, get up, get up!" In the spring morning, the birds sing and go to the forest to tell the time. By the river, everywhere is full of life.
You see, the wild flowers, tender grass and willows on both sides of the river are rubbing their yellow eyebrows and green eyes with tender arms in the caress of the river. When the morning mist disappears, the sun shines on the river, revealing a large piece of red, much like the blush on a beautiful girl's face! Gradually, the river was covered with golden light. The breeze blew, and suddenly, the gold forging was torn into countless small pieces and floated on the river.
Look at the dense fish, frolicking ducks and duckweeds floating on the shore like small copper coins, which make the river full of spring breath and vitality.
There is a large green forest by the river. At this time, green shoots have been born from the tree.
They are like arms. They come to see this brand-new world in spring. "Tick-tock.
"This is the first spring rain since the spring.
The shy white chrysanthemum gradually raised its head; Spiders weave a strong web covered with dew; The soft carpet made of green grass is very comfortable. This is a beautiful forest after the spring rain. This is a quiet and serene forest.