My hometown is a small hometown, far away from the noise of the city, but it has a special taste in my heart.
Spring is beautiful! The spring breeze awakens everything, the grass stretches out, sticks out its green head, and looks at the world with wide eyes: the willows show their bones, which are exquisite and interesting; the ice and snow melt, and they gather together to tell the past topic: people are feeling the beautiful spring, carrying farm tools and running in the fields.
Summer is very hardworking! You see, Grandpa Sun is still in the mist, and his hurried and tired figure is swaying between fertile heaven and earth. It's dawn. Look here and there. Simple farmers are carrying baskets on their backs, skillfully leaving Jin Baihe (also called Huanghua, the main farm work here) and quickly putting it into the basket. My Lord, the children are in the field, laughing and walking, so happy. Grandpa Sun thinks highly, and they wave at home again. Jin Baihe exudes a real fragrance in the steamer. Gradually, the fragrance is getting stronger and purer, which permeates the whole yard, the whole home, home fragrance and pure fragrance everywhere. The sun is shining, how can we let this wonderful time go? Jin Baihe is almost steamed. Scatter them in a clean place and the scene will be spectacular. When the sun sets, they water the bright flowers and fiddle with the green vegetable garden. Grandpa Sun's last glory rippled in the repeated smoke.
Autumn is brilliant! The aroma of the orchard seduced people again. Looking at this fruitful fruit, their eyes narrowed into a crack and they smiled so brightly. The flowers also bent over with laughter, and the leaves burst their bellies with laughter and rolled into the embrace of the earth.
Winter is crystal clear! Snow is soaked in the soil. Some people are saying that "snow will bring a good harvest". Snowflakes fell on the children's red faces, and the children were singing and dancing. It's snowing You are their hope, come on! Realize their wishes!
This is my hometown, how can I not carve a heavy mark in my memory? It is really "don't have a taste in your heart."
The first four seasons composition 2 spring
Are you a charming princess? Are you a gentle girl? Are you a shy bride?
Otherwise, why are you wearing a crown made of elegant peony, fragrant rose, flaming cockscomb and green camellia?
Why do you caress the clear streams, green meadows and rolling mountains?
Why are you wearing a veil of milky white mist, bathing in the soft sunshine, stepping on the delicate lotus steps and holding the hands of bridesmaids in the spring breeze?
Are you the green messenger? Are you a natural enemy in winter? Are you a strong mother?
Otherwise, why are the trees green, the grass green and the mountains green under your touch?
Why drive away the severe winter, wake up the earth and revive everything?
Why take the daughter of Spring, Rain Girl and Lei Xiaozi to take root in the next life? Please answer me, please answer me.
summer
You are a passionate poet and you have a fiery heart.
Broad leaves provide shade for people, cheerful birds sing for people, torrential rain washes people, and the fiery sun inspires people. Leaves, birds, showers and sunshine are your poems.
autumn
Some people say that you have infinite melancholy, which is a symbol of desolation, right?
However, I don't think so. It's nonsense, it's not true!
You shout and shake off the dead branches and leaves at once; Jump, immediately raise dust and cover the earth.
People who can't stand your washing are weak.
You deliberately tested them! Who said you were depressed and who said you were sad?
You belong to the winner. You are wearing a red coat, smiling and spraying a mouthful of gold to the earth. Golden rice, sweet smile; Indus golden, flying in succession; The grass is golden, kiss the earth. You gave them golden life to challenge the winter.
winter
At first, I sighed and resented you: you ruined the green in spring, the red in summer and the gold in autumn.
Later, I found out that you were so modest. You felt sorry for your rude behavior and decided to make up for your mistakes with white snow. From the sky, you shed tears of shame, and it calmly retreated to the ground, spreading warm silvery clothes on the ground, glittering and translucent. You have put a useful and precious life through a more severe test; You completely destroyed that harmful and dirty life, and the world after the snow was cleaner. This is your credit!
Green spring, red summer, golden autumn and white winter all have their own advantages and uses, and they do their own jobs and cooperate closely to benefit mankind.
The wind is changeable, sometimes like an artist, painting and writing casually on the vast grassland; Sometimes, like a musician, he plays wonderful music with his dexterous hands; Sometimes, just like a good man who helps others, he helps us to do something.
Feng is an artist. No, a natural artist. In spring, he took out his magical green brush and painted casually in nature. Everything on the earth was dyed green. Trees have sprouted small green shoots, and grass has poked its sharp head out of the hard land. When you take a closer look, it is as dense as a green carpet, paving the ground green. In summer, it took out a big dark green brush and drew another stroke. In an instant, everything on the earth turned dark green again, and all creatures showed the charm of life. The grass has become more lush, upright, like a giant, standing on the ground. In autumn, it waved a yellow pen in the air and the fields were painted yellow. At this time, the wheat was harvested and the ears of wheat were bent by the heavy grains of wheat. As soon as the wind blows, the wheat makes a "shout shout" sound, as if to say, "Uncle farmer, it's time to harvest the wheat!" In winter, it paints the earth white with a big white brush. After a snow, the big pine tree put on a silver fox fur coat and was showing off everywhere! Vehicles are also covered with a layer of snow, like an ice sculpture.
Feng, a senior musician. It passes through the forest, leaves roll, making a "crash" sound, as if the wind is playing a classic piano music; It plays with the sea, and the waves rush to the shore in waves, making a "rushing" sound. At this time, the wind seems to be playing rock music; It plays with sharp grass, a blade of grass, just like an army. Every soldier raised his moonlight sword, and they made sweet sounds under her performance.
I like the carefree wind.
Walking through the four seasons, quietly watching the traces left by the four seasons.
The endless path is covered with colorful pebbles, extending to the deepest part of the end, and there are traces left by spring everywhere.
"Ding-ding ... Dong-dong ..." The stream is beating happily, as if writing a hymn of spring. The sky joined the participants in the fun, and it began to rain, like ox hair, like a flower needle, like a fine drizzle, fluttering and shaking, like fireworks, spreading all over the earth to celebrate the New Year.
The tender grass that has just emerged from the land is enjoying the bath comfortably, competing to bloom among the flowers, and the flowers are nodding and smiling at the spring rain comfortably.
Cocoons on branches and mud under feet are feeling the beauty of sunshine and the joy of rebirth.
Walking on the tree-lined road, the wind blows on my face and itches. The leaves on the tree rattled in the wind. Alarmed the cicada perched on the tree, and the little guy let out a cry of "Know ~ Know ~", which is the trace of summer.
A faint scent came to my face, smelling the mystery of Chinese rose and the fragrance of lotus; The fragrance of lily has not yet dispersed, and the rich smell of Sophora japonica has entered my nasal cavity.
However, summer is not as gentle as spring. On the lotus leaf in the pond, there are still water drops washed away by summer rain. In the corner of the East, a sweet smile-rainbow blooms in summer.
Sometimes intense, sometimes calm, sometimes fragrant, sometimes low in summer, let everyone experience the storm and then offer a rainbow.
The blue sky is broad and clear; Snow white clouds are like goose feathers and sheep. Another colorful picture appeared in front of us, and the traces of autumn were so vivid.
The stream, which has been noisy all summer, is getting quiet now. The sun is not as warm as it used to be.
The mountain is very lively, red persimmons are covered with branches, pears in Huang Cancan are rippling with the wind, and pouting pomegranates are put into bamboo baskets.
Busy squirrels jump up and down. The leaves on the tree change from green to red and yellow. Autumn wind blows autumn rain, accompanied by autumn wind. They make everything in the world reflect crystal luster and autumn elegance.
It rains and snows, and it disappears when it is seen. The traces of winter are vast.
Yueya is thin, her whole body is black and white with cold, and Xinger is shrinking weakly and shivering. The sky is blue-gray, the blue is thin, the gray is thick and dark, and the morning light is weak. White winter felt covers the earth.
All the trees have fallen asleep, and the willow tree covered with frost and snow outdoors is covered with tree hangings, like silver bars hanging on the branches, which is particularly spectacular.
Winter accumulates strength for the abundant spring in the coming year. It is the coldest and warmest.
The trace left by spring is warm wind, the trace left by summer is gorgeous rainbow, the trace left by autumn is colorful leaves all over the ground, and the trace left by winter is snowflakes shining all over the sky ... winter goes to spring, and it goes on and on.
The four seasons are passing by, quietly watching the traces left by the four seasons.
A year has passed, and we have gone through four seasons.
In spring, I will say to spring: "I love you, whose chill is still there, but there is no lack of warm early spring breeze." You gently awakened the earth, and the earth that slept for a winter happily opened its sleepy eyes. " Then, the seeds of hope are sown. Spring breeze is the messenger of life.
In summer, I will say to her,' I love singing songs about summer, that is, singing songs about people who love life. As long as you love life, whether it is hot summer or cold winter, it will be as magnificent and charming as warm spring and chic autumn.
When I wandered into autumn, it shook my hand and said,' I am autumn, and after summer I am autumn. Continuous autumn rain moistens every inch of land. After the rain, the naughty morning glory wound several times on the thin bamboo pole, and also blossomed pink and blue flowers, like a trumpet silently conveying the silence of autumn in the autumn wind. "
When I quietly entered the winter, I sighed,' Winter is desolate and barren, but the seeds of life are buried and the green hope is sleeping. He has a heroic personality, a calm mind and a magnificent mind. Maybe he is cold, but the red dawn will eventually fall from the sky, and the warm morning light will definitely emerge in the sunrise. You will find a beauty in his indifference. Life will never be an eternal spring. Only by working hard can we welcome flowers everywhere after winter. "
After the four seasons, you will find that there are so many incomplete beauties; After the four seasons, you will experience a lot. ......
When it comes to the four seasons, people will think of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Although the four seasons in the city are very good, the four seasons in the countryside often make us full of praise.
Whenever the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green, the fields are covered with all kinds of crops, such as green wheat seedlings and rape blossoms in Huang Cancan. The green lining is yellow, yellow and green, woven into the most beautiful carpet in the world. Sasha vujacic sasha vujacic, what is falling from the sky? Oh, it is the messenger of the spring rain. After the spring rain, the flowers are brighter and the grass is greener. Look, the rain on the wicker over there is still crystal clear. The crops in the field are also enjoying the moisture of the spring rain. No wonder people often say that spring rain is as expensive as oil!
In midsummer, although the sun is like fire, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the grass is green and the water is thick, and the trees cover the sky, which makes people feel beautiful in summer. It's just that summer's temper is too strong. Either sunny days make you weak or storms make you scared. It is gratifying, however, that the bumper harvest of fruit and the thick fragrant rice have presented a sweet hymn for the hot summer!
In autumn, although the vegetation is yellow, there are many fruits and abundant grains. Autumn wind blows ripe fruits, yellow rice and red sorghum, which makes people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The ears of rice were bent, and although the farmers in the fields were tanned by the sun, their faces still showed gratified smiles. Digging, sowing, watering and fertilizing, I don't know how much sweat I have shed and how much suffering I have suffered. Not happy, is there a bumper harvest in sight?
In the severe winter, the north wind roared and the sky was full of snow. The cold wind stripped the trees of their coats, and the trees stood there naked, enduring the cold of winter. When snowflakes like goose feathers fall from the sky. The crops in the field were covered with a snow-white carpet, and snow had already been buried under the carpet. As the saying goes, snow will bring a good harvest. I think next year will be a bumper year.
I love the four seasons in the country, and I love the beautiful scenery of the four seasons in the country!
After 70 or 30 years, I became a famous fashion designer, and the clothes I designed had magical effects.
Spring is coming. Spring is the season when a hundred flowers blossom, but humidity brings a lot of inconvenience to everyone. Wet weather will make clothes dry and uncomfortable to wear, but my suit is not afraid, because it will automatically absorb moisture, keep clothes dry and make the owner comfortable to wear. Summer is coming, and it's hot in sunny days, but my clothes will make you spend a cool summer. If the weather is very hot, this kind of clothes will absorb all your sweat, and then release the air conditioner to keep the temperature at 27 degrees to keep you cool. Autumn is coming, and the weather is very dry. Clothes will release moisture and keep the body moist for 24 hours. Winter is coming, the north wind is whistling, and the biting cold wind blows into your clothes, making you tremble. At this time, your clothes will give off heat, so it won't be cold when you walk in the street.
What if the weather suddenly turned bad and it rained cats and dogs, and you didn't bring an umbrella? Don't be afraid, the small hole in the clothes will spray a bubble to wrap your whole body, but don't underestimate this bubble, it can keep out the wind and rain! If you are unlucky enough to fall into the water, your clothes will become life jackets and automatically send you ashore. How's it going? Awesome! If you get lost, just record the location of your home, press a button and you will be sent home. Can prevent theft. When a thief steals your clothes, it will generate static electricity and corona the thief. It also changes color according to your mood. If you are in a bad mood, it will turn the color into a deeper color. If you are in a good mood, clothes will turn bright.
My clothes are cheap, of good quality and versatile. I hope everyone can wear the clothes I designed!
At sunset, a group of girls are jumping and making noise on the road, and the sunshine seems to be cheering for their black hair loss! Looking at their fresh faces, the word "sunshine girl" with a bright smile can't help but emerge. Look at their clear eyes bent into moon buds, just like a stream, flowing with beauty and clarity happily. Their white teeth were plated with a layer of golden yellow by the sunset, which made people feel slightly dizzy ... Jia Baoyu said: "Girls are flesh and blood made of water." That's true! In spring, they stroll in the fields full of vitality. Cheer for joy, have a long talk ... or wash your face with a clean stream, put a small flower in your bun and look at the stream and feel sorry for yourself ... Maybe they are not beautiful, but they know that the magic of youth will attract everyone's attention!
In summer, they wear long skirts, hold umbrellas, and let loose their waterfall-like black hair, and walk leisurely in the street ..... They actually don't show off their elegance, but just want to measure whether their newly bought long skirts are beautiful with other people's eyes. Girl, a little cute. They are singing cheerful songs like clear springs. Are they scratching their heads and wetting their brightly colored clothes ... girls are so naughty and cute!
In autumn, their eyes are hazy and sad under the gentle kiss of the sun, but they are more mature and beautiful. Stepping on the thick yellow leaves has a soft and practical feeling. Looking at colorful chrysanthemums, Huang Die sat quietly with a book in his hand. "The mountain reflects the sunset water, and the grass is ruthless outside the sunset ..." The girl's tenderness melts in the injury, which seems heavy but not heavy. If it weren't for the light, she would only feel bitter. I raised my eyes with tears, the fallen leaves hit a wasp, butterfly powder fluttered on the ground, and withered roses fell in the autumn wind. "Tears ask flowers silently, red flies over the swing ..." Girls are sentimental in the falling wind. ......
In winter, they make a cup of green tea, look at the "crystal world" outside the window, rub their red noses and climb on the glass with long fingers. Breathe gently, and the fingertips don't listen to the strokes, piecing together all kinds of miscellaneous patterns. The corners of the mouth are mixed with a little smile, and the eyes are like flying snowflakes, erratic and clean and clear. ......
A girl is a book and a handful of water. You will never understand a girl, because the book "Girl" is too profound, because the eyes of "Girl" are too noble ... Girls are the source of literature. .....
My hometown has four beautiful seasons, green hills, blue sky, clear water, Xiu Xiu grass and delicate flowers.
In spring, pines and cypresses compete with each other, and a hundred flowers blossom, a little red and green, making my hometown more elegant. On that lovely spring morning, I often went with Xiaojun and Weiwei to pick flowers in the wild grass not far from home, and the rich fragrance attracted countless hardworking bees; The delicate petals attracted swarms of butterflies to dance around her. The morning breeze greeted us gently, and we picked flowers and laughed. Laughter awakened the sleeping sun, which blushed and exposed its head, and covered the earth with golden gauze. We hummed, sat on the carpet-like grass, strung the flowers and made a wreath. We chased and played with garlands. It is strange that this flower has been played by us for a long time, but it is not tired at all-maybe this is its unique style!
Look! Soon after the spring leaves, the sun takes off her soft coat and shoots a burning flame. In this hot summer, playing with water is of course our best game. However, sometimes I like to go to the mountains with my sister. Sometimes I invite Xiaojun and Weiwei to my home's "natural gazebo"-doing their homework in the shade. Whenever we finish our homework, we talk about everything, fantasizing about the future and the attractive primary school life from time to time.
Off the unrestrained summer, ushered in a quiet autumn. "The lamp is a small fan that flies at fireflies, and the silver candle is cold. The day and night are as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. " The poet described autumn as full of sadness, but I don't think so.
Of course, there is autumn rain. Under the gray sky, the rustling west wind swayed the willows ... The silent autumn suddenly became noisy. Autumn rain has come, and the sunset is dripping at the window. A whizzing cool breeze seeped into the heart and spleen, dispelling the heat and troubles that had been stagnant for a whole summer. The faint osmanthus fragrance overflowed, overflowing the heart and lungs …
In 1 1 month, the winter wind in Qinghai is very strong, and there is much snow in winter, which is particularly beautiful. One night, Qinghai covered with snow showed its unique beauty. After the snow, children make snowmen and have snowball fights together, leaving cheerful laughter in the snow; When the snow melts, the shining scenery is more charming under the sunlight.
Ah, the four seasons in my hometown are really attractive.