The scenery composition on the road 1 is colorful and becomes a spring scenery; Full of vitality, become a summer scenery; Deciduous leaves return to their roots and become autumn scenery; Snow-covered, a school of winter scenery.
Scenery is everywhere, and scenery is on the road of life.
The scenery is on the road, reading quietly is the scenery.
After bathing, lying in the comfortable rocking chair on the balcony, the dense green plants and the cool breeze blowing head-on add a pleasant feeling to the environment. Take a sip of pure tea, open a book "Resurrection" and start reading quietly. The hero Nekhludoff runs around in prisons and courts for his faith and fraternity. He wants to help those innocent people who are put in prison. To this end, he gave up the duke's tens of thousands of acres of private land and ate a big meal to find light and explore resurrection. So, as if he were there, like Mr. Nekhludoff, he was keen on the poor and forgot the noise of buildings and traffic. I travel in the world of books, with the protagonist. The scenery in the book is like a glazed heart.
The scenery is on the road, and the post of life is the scenery.
When reading in the morning, the singing of birds caters to your reading sound; After class, students' laughter and interesting discussion; On the basketball court, teachers and students are shouting, but you are full of youth and vitality. After school, the beautiful sunset will take you home. Campus life is so colorful, the scenery makes you forget the fierce struggle of study, stop and look at the scenery around you for a while.
The starting point of life is not to work hard to achieve your goals. Don't forget the scenery on the road, stop and enjoy it, and you will benefit a lot!
There are too many landscapes in this world, but no one cares because of our busyness. People's footsteps hurried by. Sometimes, we can try to stop and look at the scenery.
"class"
Still the familiar opening remarks. The teacher picked up the chalk and wrote the observation surface on the blackboard, adding a big double quotation mark. "Students, I will give you a special assignment to observe the people around you." The students immediately exploded the pot and had a heated discussion. Some students say we should write and play in the park, while others say we should write and play basketball! However, the teacher seemed to see our little thoughts early in the morning and said: this assignment can't write about the experience of going out to play, nor can it write about all kinds of things discovered by the school. The whole class immediately quieted down, and the atmosphere was unusually quiet. This assignment stumped the whole class at once. How should I write it? I can't write it for fun, and I can't write about my classmates. What else are there around us?
When I got home, I told my mother about this homework. My mother asked me to have a good look at the road at the school gate. I should slow down and not rush by.
I look puzzled. What is the road at the school gate? I passed by every day and found nothing special. Is my mother lying to me? I still set off with doubts.
When I came to the school gate, although I lacked the usual vitality, I found that the road to school was so beautiful. Willow paper hangs down as if touching the earth. The leaves on that branch sway with the wind and smell of spring. Against the backdrop of willows, peach blossoms are more beautiful and are blooming. Vividly like a red-faced child, welcoming the arrival of students. The bird stopped on the branch and looked carefree.
I finally understand why my mother asked me to come to the school gate. This is the thing around us.
I think sometimes we should stop and observe the different scenery around us. Although beautiful, it is often forgotten. The scenery is on the road, waiting for us to discover.
Landscape composition on the road 3 It is rare to take a vacation. I walked out of my heavy homework and went out into the street to get some air. A cursory tour along the way, everything is so ordinary and familiar scenery.
My eyes fell on a beggar in the street: he was old, thin, dirty and ugly. He knelt on the sidewalk listlessly, his eyes were empty, he mumbled something like "be kind" to passers-by, and occasionally knocked a flat stainless steel bowl on the sidewalk floor tile, and several coins clattered in the bowl.
I walked beside him and took out the only change from my pocket as I walked. Bend down and put the change in his bowl. In the collision of coins, the old beggar repeatedly said, "Good man!" " ""thank you! "I have a sense of accomplishment in my heart.
When I came back here, the old beggar was eating dry steamed bread.
"Mom, do you have any change?" A little girl looked at the old beggar and looked at her mother nervously. The little girl's mother carried shopping bags, big and small, and took out two coins easily. The little girl happily took the money and jumped beside the old beggar, with her ponytail dancing happily behind her head.
Two or three steps away from the old beggar, the little girl crept up. At this moment, the old beggar is turning his head to find water to drink. I saw the little girl approaching quickly, reaching for the flat bowl and putting coins in it. There was no sound, and the old beggar didn't find it at all. The little girl looked excited and ran briskly back to her mother.
"Why don't you let him know?" Mom raised her eyebrows and asked.
"Why does he want to know?" The little girl blinked mischievously.
Yes, why does he want to know? I asked myself the same question.
It turns out that helping others does not have to be known by the other party, nor does it have to be "thanked" by the other party.
Go home. I feel the scenery along the way is so harmonious and warm.
Landscape composition on the road 4 Listen, "Huhu-",this is the light song of the wind. They walked through the crowd, they brushed the green leaves, they swept the rivers and lakes, and they sang in the vast sky. Playing with maple leaves is fun, but they will never stay. Maple leaf invited them: "stay forever!" " ""no, we have to hurry. " The wind simply answered and left. They were blocked by huge rocks, which supported their hard chests. A clear voice warned, "You'd better stay!" "No, we must hurry!" The wind replied categorically, so with the passage of time, the rock finally weathered into a strange "wind-eroded rock" When the clouds in the sky saw the brave wind passing by, they wondered, "Free wind, why are you always on the road?" "Isn't it good to be carefree like me?" The wind is still not stagnant, leaving only a shadow on the white clouds and a faint sentence: "The Grand Canyon is our dream, and we are walking on the road of dreams!"
Look, "Ding Ding Dong Dong", that is a flowing spring, "Hua Hua", that is a winding stream. They hummed a minor and flowed leisurely forward. They greet the sunrise, send the sunset at dusk, and talk to the small fish at the bottom of the water at night. They never stop, slowly but firmly moving forward. During this long journey, the dry river asked them to stay: "Stay with me, don't go any longer, how tired you are!" " "No, we have to hurry." The stream answered decisively, and the stream moved on. Baiyun saw his reflection in the stream, and the clear voice asked, "Why are you obsessed with the endless stream? Isn't it happy to be with me? " "The sea is our dream, and we are on the road of dreams!"
Baiyun was shocked, the same answer, the same belief, gave Baiyun a different touch.
Baiyun looked at his body, looked at the rainbow in the distance, and finally moved slowly, so Baiyun hit the road.
Landscape composition on the road 5 If there were no neon lights, there would be less mood and splendor at night; If there is no quartz clock, it is impossible to accurately grasp every minute; If there is no color film, we can't leave a bright smile ... If there are no bright stars on the road, how can we reach the most beautiful scenic spots?
In the distance, the stars twinkle as before and gradually disappear. Under the bright moon and above the tall buildings, I stared at the magnificent scenery of clusters of fire trees and silver flowers. The beautiful scenery is indisputable. It is only because of the route of light passing through the stars that the stars at the top become more meaningful. However, only later, the Millennium passed quietly, and when we were young, we grew up and understood.
We always want to be a successful person, a person with great achievements, a person envied by others, thinking that the peak of success is the most beautiful scenery, but in fact we are all wrong. The most beautiful scenery is not at the end, but on our way. We have all worked hard, struggled and struggled for this. This is the most beautiful scenery.
Quietly follow your own trajectory, rush to the place you yearn for, and spend that quiet time in the rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea. Perhaps this is the most beautiful scenery. When we reach the peak of success and look back on those wonderful people who have accompanied us, they will always accompany us until forever.
Running to the peak of success is a journey. Along the way, you will see many beautiful scenery and meet many people with new ideas. There is light and shadow, sunny and rainy, left and right, so the most beautiful scenery must be among them.
Looking around, we are already in the second day of junior high school, and we have walked almost half the way before we know it. Have we read our once chic, our once magnanimous, our once yearning and pursuit? In fact, those are the most beautiful scenery on our successful journey.
The scenery is on the road, there are smoky boats in spring, clouds in summer, gorgeous clouds in autumn and white clothes in winter, so cherish it.
Scenery composition on the road 6 It was a sunny autumn, and sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. Grandma and I are walking by Xianxia River.
At first glance, the water in the river glowed golden in the soft sunshine. People walking on Renhe Bridge are wearing colorful clothes, adding a little color, just like a beautiful rainbow across Xianxia River, reflected on the water, very beautiful!
The big trees on the bridge stand upright with their heads held high, and an autumn wind blows. They are like children who hear the alarm clock, rubbing their sleepy eyes, shaking their heads to refresh themselves, making a rustling sound and shaking off a few dandruff. They must have not washed their hair for days.
We crossed the road, took a few steps forward and looked down at the grass on the dam. It was still green! Sprinkle large pieces of green casually. I must take out all the green I have stored for half a year before I die.
Also mixed with some unknown pink flowers, miss your eyes like stars and blink. It looks like a big red and white face, talking and singing in front of a brown and black background.
Raise your eyes a little. The sun shone through the thick leaves and sprinkled golden light on the ground. Could it be that Lao Wang's kitten next door ran to Studio 3A and jumped into the golden paint box, and then came here to fight with Wang Cai of Xiao Li's family? Forget it. Leave them alone for a while.
Occasionally, I will see a few osmanthus trees on the road. When you come to it, it will entertain you with charming fragrance.
We walked down the steps and took a closer look at the Xianxia River. The river is crystal clear, or rippled by breeze, or swelled by fish.
Look! Two birds fly around here, and then fly to the tree and shout. They will say, "Oh, what a nice environment here! We will stay here! "
After returning home, I thought about it carefully: there is beauty everywhere in life, as long as you have a pair of eyes that will find beauty. If you walk along this tree-lined path just to get to school in time, you may not enjoy these beautiful scenery, and you will not feel so relaxed and happy.
The scenery is on the road, it is waiting for us!
Landscape composition on the road 7 Life is alive and always on the road, and this road is the road to growth. This endless road to growth has the most beautiful scenery and the most beautiful moments in their lives.
I still remember a teacher came to our class in the second day of junior high school. At that time, she steadily stepped onto the podium step by step, with a temperament like lotus, "Mud is not stained, ripple is not demon". In all the noise, she has a unique charm that magically calms us down. She pursed her lips and a faint smile floated on her face. Although there are traces of years on her face, those traces have precipitated her temperament.
She said her last name was Tan. She was friendly to us at first, without any seriousness. She is more like an old friend than a teacher. When we all thought so, just for a week, she told us with strength: I am not that gentle.
She doesn't like to raise her hand to answer questions in her Chinese class. When she speaks, she will lower our precious heads. No one spoke. What happened? We have a good plan. She has a wall ladder. She went on with her class calmly. After class, she asked us to copy down the new words after class, euphemistically called "practicing calligraphy", or: "You don't like answering questions, but you like doing homework, so you have to support it. Your destiny is in your own hands ... "Don't underestimate copying words. It seems easy to write, but it is difficult to write correctly. Misspelled pronunciations and glyphs are not allowed. Or what? Golden eyes ensure that you have nowhere to run. Of course, the education she gave us was not only vigorous, but also interesting.
She is used to interspersed with various short stories in class, which is very interesting. She will integrate her feelings in class and let us understand with the most grounded words. An obscure text, like a spring breeze under her explanation, is very enjoyable. Her unique education not only makes me rigorous in my study, but also makes me "have fun" in my study.
On the road of growing up, there are countless scenery along the way. The beautiful scenery taught by Teacher Tan is also guiding me forward, because the most beautiful scenery is always on the road.
The scenery is on the road. As the old saying goes, rich people don't have to buy fertile land, and there are thousands of millet in Qian Qian in the book. There is no need to add Gao Tang An Sheng, and the book has its own golden house; I don't hate that no one goes out, and there are many cars and horses in the book; Don't hate unscrupulous media when you get married. There is Yan Ruyu in the book; If a person is willing to live his life, he will study hard in front of the window. The purpose is to tell people that as long as they study well, property beauties can find them at will. So countless scholars learn mechanically for this happy ending.
This is a very wrong view, because everyone only pays attention to the ending and ignores the process. Zhao Yuanren, the "father of China language", is proficient in dozens of languages. When his daughter asked him about his motivation to learn these languages, Zhao replied that it was interesting. Perhaps it is because Zhao Lao pays attention to the process of learning rather than the simple ending that he has achieved something else.
Academics are like this, so is life. Life, whether it is a short rest or Peng Shou, whether it is the emperor or Li Shu, will eventually turn into a pile of loess. Therefore, the meaning of life lies not in ending, but in passing away.
Sun Zhongmou in the Three Kingdoms period. Nineteen can be a young hero with wily Cao Mengde and hypocritical Liu Xuande. He also did a good job in the early days of his reign, reclaiming land, building water conservancy projects and patrolling Yizhou, which greatly promoted the economic and military development of Soochow. In his later years, Sun Quan felt that the ending of life was more important, and he began to call himself king and emperor. Once upon a time, Sun Lang, who was brave and resourceful, became a fatuous and heartless Wu Dadi, and became an eternal joke. What a pity!
On the other hand, Gao Shiqi, a famous popular science writer in China, was unfortunately killed by encephalitis virus in his prime. But what he wants is not to enter the end of life ahead of time, but to keep going. He devoted himself to the creation of popular science, led a group of teenagers to the scientific road, and compiled one popular science book after another, leaving a valuable spiritual legacy for the people of China.
Milan Kundera said: There are only two kinds of journeys. One is just to reach the finish line, leaving only two points in life: life and death; The other is to put his eyes and thoughts on the scenery and experiences along the way, then his life will be rich.
Life is a journey.
What we should remember is: scenery, on the road.
The scenery is on the road. My mother said she would take me back to my hometown. I readily agreed, because my memory of it has been blurred by the noise of the city, and I want to pick up those pieces slowly.
The vast road gradually became a rugged path in the field, and the street trees were replaced by large golden wheat. I sat in the car and watched the scenery getting closer and closer to home, and my heart was full of joy.
Is the tree that often plays in the cool still tall and dense? Is the' mark' of that lap still being recorded? Like an industrious worker, he took pains to record over and over again. Are those lovely little ants still busy between the roots and the treetops? The invisible road they take leads to unreachable places, but they never stop and never give up. What about me? Where is the end of my spiritual journey? Didn't I give up like these little creatures? I'm still on the road, I said to myself, on the way to an unknown destination, so never give up!
What about the river, the river where wild ducks gather? Still so clear and flowing slowly? It seems that I saw my grandmother beating her clothes with a clothesline by the river, and her face was full of youth, and suddenly she merged with the surrounding scenery. Look! Isn't that mom playfully stepping on pebbles in the river? Happy people forget that the water wet their clothes, and a string of laughter echoed in the air like a silver bell, as if it resounded through the whole sky. What a beautiful scenery! What wonderful memories! And now, I am now! Isn't it also the memory of writing down pages? Yes, I'm still on the road, and there are countless beautiful scenery waiting for me to enjoy and record! On the road full of countless beautiful scenery, I should always prepare records and cherish them.
I am on the road, on the way to unknown destinations and beautiful scenery.
Landscape composition on the road 10 After fifteen years of life, I am full of vigor and foresight. I am also disheartened and desolate. Whenever I am on campus, in the vast playground, under the bright lights of the fishing drum platform, the beautiful scenery can always give me guidance and accompany me to grow up.
A year ago, when I first arrived at this campus, I looked at the unfamiliar environment around me, looked at the familiar partners around me, and plunged into this soil with the unchanging yearning in my heart. I look at this group of new scenery full of vitality, and my heart is a clear blueprint, which outlines my expectations for tomorrow.
After class, I walked slowly along the path leading to the playground. I don't want to run to the playground to play, and I don't want to get involved in other people's excitement. In this way, with the old trees around me, I walked all the way looking at the lush green branches and leaves above, looking at the eternal sky above, immersed in my own thinking. Such scenery can always isolate noise and troubles.
Go further, and you will arrive at the playground. Sitting on the green field where I am fascinated, watching people running around, this is vast and ethereal, not even comparable to the Mongolian grassland. Sometimes I play football, sometimes I read, and more often I just sit here. Looking at the ball that has already kicked off, I thought, "This ball, if I were you, I would have scored!" " "
I was sitting right in front of the goal. In the afternoon, I can see the burning sun in the sky. In the evening, I saw another bright moon hanging beside the stars. At that time, bathed in this kind of scenery, I always felt very comfortable and comfortable.
After school, with the bustling crowd and the intensive footsteps, I walked out of the campus. Looking up, it is the sky dyed red by the sunset, reflecting the hurried figure of the students in front. I can't bear to move forward and want to look back at the scenery. Unconsciously, I am already a junior three student and will graduate soon.
I have seen the campus scenery all over, and I have also seen the first ray of youth.
I stopped and looked back at the campus and the Didi scenery I walked through. I know, Uncle Time is heartless. Once you pass by, once you miss it, this beautiful scenery will never come back!
Landscape composition on the road 1 1 Everything in the world, sunrise and sunset, stars move, flowers bloom and fall, infinite reincarnation. The road of life is very long. Take your time and enjoy it. The most beautiful scenery is on the road, isn't it?
After the rain, the air is particularly fresh, everything shows vitality and the mood is particularly pleasant. Tidy up your clothes, clear your mood, go out for a walk and enjoy this rare beauty. Just out of the door, a unique smell of nature with a little damp makes me relaxed and happy.
Walking into a big tree, I saw that the branches had been cut almost, leaving only a few leaves hanging on the branches alone. I looked at the big tree carefully and wanted to enjoy the dying beauty for the last time. Suddenly, I found a bright green bud growing on the back of the tree! This light green contains endless and tenacious vitality, which is in sharp contrast with the dying trunk. Turning around, I thought: This beautiful scene seems to tell me that even in the face of difficulties, I must persist, because persistence is victory.
Put away your thoughts and move on. I looked up and saw a spider crawling on a spider web in a corner, struggling to weave a web. A breeze blew, but this coolness was a disaster for spiders. With a bang, the spider fell to the ground and the spider web on which it lived was broken. I thought the spider would give up and never recover, but I was wrong. The spider continued to climb back to its original position and continue to weave the web reluctantly. I appreciate the scenery, and two words suddenly rise in my heart-persistence.
Appreciate the beautiful scenery, I understand life, persist, be firm and persist ... Enjoy it with your heart and walk slowly, and the most beautiful scenery is on the road.
Landscape composition on the road 12 "What we are seeing now is ..." I woke up from my sleep. "Psst-"A harsh voice came into my ears, as if to wake me up.
This is Xinjiang, and our family came with a group. At this moment, we are on the bus. "Wang Qi 'an", my mother patted me gently, "Will you ride a bike with me in the future? I'm a little scared. " I couldn't help laughing, but I promised her.
Two days later.
"No, no, no, I don't ride! Stop riding! " Mom said her legs were shaking. It turned out that two days later, the panic of almost falling down while riding was still in her heart. "Don't you want to go back to the resort by car?" She nodded vigorously. "Hey, you can't help it!"
I don't know the groom's name, only that he is as old as me and has a nickname "Peking University". This is because he wants to be admitted to Peking University, and we talked while riding. At first, I was a little uneasy. I was afraid of falling. I held the handle of the saddle tightly, but when I rode, my hand gradually loosened. When I asked about the origin of his nickname, he put away his smile and said seriously, "Because I want to be admitted to Peking University!" " "I froze. Later, I learned from my conversation with him that he works during the day and only has time to study at night. Moreover, he is addicted to learning, so he often stays up until after midnight.
After listening to his words, I suddenly felt that everything was so bleak, but he was emitting a faint light. Not like the sun, but like the gentle moonlight, just like him.
I began to reflect on myself again. Sometimes when I'm doing my homework, I suddenly watch TV, put it off for a while, and then play games. On the other hand, what about me?
Landscape composition on the road 13 Last summer vacation, my family and I went to Thailand, and what impressed me the most was the magnificent grand palace.
Although there are other interesting places there, such as the red light district, the shemale performance and a huge Buddhist temple. But because of the huge and glittering Grand Palace, it gave me a lot of visual shock. After entering the door, the guide asked us to follow him. I looked at the building and saw it shining in the hot sun.
There is a huge Buddha statue next to that building, and the Buddha statue is covered with a layer of shiny clothes. According to the tour guide, we know that the golden dress of this Buddha statue will change with the seasons in Thailand.
There, all the shops around are selling fruit snacks. After seeing this, I said to my grandparents and parents, "I want to eat." Dad didn't take me to buy it, but said to me, "No, what if I can't keep up with the team after buying it? I don't know so many passers-by." After listening to it, I felt reasonable and said, "All right." My parents and I followed the tour guide to see the magnificent grand palace and rich Buddhist culture there.
I walked around and found that my grandparents were gone. I quickly said to my father, "Where are my grandparents?" Dad also looked around and said, "really gone, wait!" They are no longer children. " After a while, my grandparents finally came back. They still have the fruit I have been eating. Dad asked grandpa, "What did you do just now?" Grandpa pointed to me and said, "didn't he just want to eat?" I went to buy it for him. " So he asked me to get it. After I took it, I was very moved.
On this trip, I don't think the Grand Palace is important, but my grandfather's love for me impressed me more.
Landscape composition on the road 14 cherry blossoms, large tracts of rape flowers in farmland far from the road. A bus full of passengers passed by slowly. My mother and I chose the back seat, and we could see the panoramic view outside the window and the scenery on the road.
The sunshine outside the window shines softly and warmly on the window, and the old woman leans on the old man's shoulder. She seems to resist the touch of sunshine because of her physical discomfort. The old man pulled the curtain next to the old woman, and the young people in the front row gradually converged to noise. The sun is just right and the scenery is so good.
The bus stopped at the station near the mountain, and several mothers got on the bus politely. Their hands are more or less carrying several bags of leaves, and they can't tell them apart. Their foreheads are covered with sweat, but there is a faint fragrance. From their conversation, they gradually learned that it is a kind of heat-clearing leaf, saying that it is for children to pick and regulate their bodies. When the car passed by, the wind blew the leaves on both sides and rubbed them.
The student party accounted for more than half of the bus stops made on Saturday, and the students got on the platform near the school in an orderly manner. No sooner had someone sat down than he turned around and saw an old man on crutches. Senior quickly stood up and gave up her seat, and a slight laugh of thanks and praise came and went. The senior is embarrassed, holding the handrail with his companions. When the car started, it was calm again, and the birds outside the window stood up and echoed, as if praising the seniors and adding fun to our journey. Birds are singing happily, and the scenery is really good.
The bus is approaching the terminal. From time to time, people get off the bus, and the seats on the bus gradually become vacant, leaving only a few passengers waiting for their destination. My mother and I leaned against the railing of the car, and the window was the same. As a result, large tracts of rapeseed bloomed in the distant farmland.
The scenery along the way, some are gifts from nature, some are beautiful feelings of our world, and they are all equally beautiful, the most beautiful scenery on the road, and the scenery is on the road.
Landscape composition on the road 15 "Shua Shua" Dandelion flying all over the sky, as light as gauze and as light as snow, has embarked on a long journey. I know that they will experience wind, frost, rain and snow, and they will meet flowers and green grass. Scenery, on the road.
I have loved reading for as long as I can remember. The energetic black elves always fascinate me, fascinate me. I started writing in the third grade, and I couldn't put it down. I've always looked forward to it. If I can become a writer and have my own "elf" in exquisite books, it will be wonderful.
At this time, I always lie in the back window and look longingly at dandelions flying all over the sky. At this time, my mother would say to me, "Look, those dandelions are weak, but they dare to travel in death, go through countless hardships and beauty, and finally reach their destination." In their journey, there are not only storms, but also beautiful scenery to inspire and encourage them, and they don't give up easily. You must believe that there will always be scenery on the way forward, and there will always be beauty on the way to success. "
Since then, I have always kept my mother's words in mind. I take every composition question seriously and try to write any composition well. I know there will be sunshine on my way to pursue my ideal!
That day, as soon as I stepped into the house, my mother hugged me: "Son, your composition was reported!" " "The words sound just fell, I was shocked, and then a hot head, a surprise, excitement and gratitude.
I ran into the room excitedly, blushed, and fought back my excitement without crying. When I spread out the newspaper, my heart was pounding. I saw a group of "black elves" belonging to me printed on it, and my clear name. What a beautiful scenery it is! I smiled, it was a warm smile.
Outside the window, dandelions are flying all over the sky, which makes people daydream ... the scenery is always on the road.
"Hey, hey." It's time for dandelion to bloom again, and it's still a scene of rolling all over the ground. They will meet another round of wind and rain, and they will meet another beautiful scenery on the road. And I will continue to pursue my ideals and cherish all the scenery in my heart.
Scenery, on the road.