Although it is a warm winter, warm and natural Jiangnan people prefer to live in a comfortable nest. Until the Erythrina flower card sent by my friend fell on my palm like a feather, the Juanjuan font was carried next to the delicate stamens. "It's as warm as spring, and there will be a hundred flowers blooming."
I chewed these proverbs carefully at the dinner table, but I had mixed feelings. This is also the season.
Last year, my aunt took me to visit Chua's old house. I still have a vague impression of the scene there.
They stood alone on the wasteland, on the facade, feeling a little lonely, like old people entering twilight. The "immortal" on the plaque at the main entrance has long been mottled, and the swallow nest on the beam has long been crumbling.
However, it seems that there is a warm big hand pulling my cold nerves. Warm wind, the fragrance of Erythrina attacks people, but there is an unspeakable sense of vicissitudes.
I followed my aunt in. Through the long porch, I came to the back of the population of southern Fujian.
Mother picked well water from a deep well, boiled it, and soaked Tieguanyin in the pot for us to drink, but it floated out from the depths of memory. Now you go to taste Tieguanyin, which is tasteless as white water and worth hundreds of dollars, but it's really not worth it to change your tongue for cold treatment.
For a long time, I didn't understand why the fragrance of Tieguanyin was not there. I think the sleeping alley between ancient buildings will tell you the answer. There is a "broken house" like Cai's ancient house. In Quanzhou, in the center of Quanzhou, Erythrina flowers can't float in.
However, after a few years, such as the caves bitten by termites, they were hollowed out a little. It rises from the ground to catch up with the height of high-rise buildings in Shanghai in summer.
Occasionally, I have extravagant opportunities to go to the open space where I played as a child, but it is very unpleasant. It's late at night, grandpa always takes those cups of good tea and our children, and slowly walks into the dark alley.
He has made chess friends, card friends and tea friends. There are really no friends. As for me, I always dig the dog's tail grass next to the mud corner and hide it in the cracks of the hit bricks.
If grandpa is in a happy mood, he will pat the board and sing a southern tune with a strong rhyme. The faint tea fragrance will make us children who are not familiar with the world hug each other and fall asleep. Come to think of it, Tieguanyin, which I didn't drink at that time, really had a long tea rhyme, which I will never forget.
Suddenly I looked up, and I was alone, caught in the middle of the ruins. Looking up gently, the rays of sunshine in winter fall sparsely on the eaves. The morning dew hanging but not falling slowly falls along the windowsill and black and white arms of the ancient house. It is a tear that can't be wiped away in the bleak wind in winter.
I turned and ran out, outside Gu Xiang, dragging myself on the eaves of nearby cities, panting, only to find that the tears of the ancient city and the vicissitudes of life that I couldn't shake in winter stirred my heart for a long time. Without the nourishment of the ancient city culture, Quanzhou, surrounded by warm winter, is as warm as spring, but its belly is very cold.
The winter in Quanzhou has the warmth of my mother. Pedestrians on the street corner can also see Erythrina like cotton wool, bending over and kissing your cheek.
Suddenly, there was no chill. Beautiful Erythrina, please don't be eccentric. Since it is spring to distribute it to foreign cultures, please also distribute it to local cultures! Tomorrow, the delicate Erythrina will no longer hover over Quanzhou in the winter without bones, but there will be a warm and fertile cultural soil, so that beauty can be rooted in the hearts of Quanzhou people.
The winter in Quanzhou is as warm as spring. May it not only make Erythrina popular, but also awaken Quanzhou people's lazy cultural consciousness, and make tea rhyme distant, antique, southern sound ups and downs, and puppets lifelike.
Warm as spring, there will be a time when a hundred flowers bloom.
2. Quanzhou Winter Scenery Composition Winter came, and everyone put on thick coats and scarves.
Hat.
Go to work. Going to school, this is the winter scenery in the north. Winter in the north and winter in the south are simply two different worlds.
The winter in the north is snowy and covered with white everywhere. A large area of snow is like a thick and soft layer of cotton. The snow-capped mountains and white clouds in the distance are intertwined, forming a fairyland-like painting. The river will also form a thick layer of ice, like smooth glass, which is a natural skating rink as a whole.
However, winter in the south is a completely different scene. Take Quanzhou as an example! There is no snow in Quanzhou, green leaves are still hanging on the branches, and the slight wind is blowing, without a trace of coolness. The air of Quanzhou's winter scenery will also smell the sunshine. A fragrant rice fragrance is filled with a sweet smell in the slight air, which warmly penetrates into every cell under every inch of skin, making the whole body comfortable.
The winter night in Quanzhou is another scene. Winter night seems very "quiet", but it is not.
The wind at night in winter is different from that in the morning. The wind blew through the treetops with a little chill, only blowing the big trees. The young tree swayed like a tumbler.
The winter scenery in Quanzhou is like a watercolor painting! The boundary between heaven and earth is so beautiful: the mountains in the distance are green, the sky is blue, and even the water is singing naughtily, which is in harmony with the blue sky and white clouds and the breeze and green grass.
The four seasons in Quanzhou: warm spring, lively summer and quiet autumn. What about winter? .
3. Quanzhou's winter composition 600 words Quanzhou locals, will you pay attention to the clusters of Erythrina flowers in full bloom on the treetops on the windowsill? Lying in the arms of warm winter, the ancient city of Erythrina will not be sparse and monotonous with such vitality.
Although it is a warm winter, warm and natural Jiangnan people prefer to live in a comfortable nest. Until the Erythrina flower card sent by my friend fell on my palm like a feather, the Juanjuan font was carried next to the delicate stamens. "It's as warm as spring, and there will be a hundred flowers blooming." I chewed these proverbs carefully at the dinner table, but I had mixed feelings.
This is also the season. Last year, my aunt took me to visit Chua's old house. I still have a vague impression of the scene there. They stood alone on the wasteland, on the facade, feeling a little lonely, like old people entering twilight. The "immortal" on the plaque at the main entrance has long been mottled, and the swallow nest on the beam has long been crumbling. However, it seems that there is a warm big hand pulling my cold nerves. Warm wind, the fragrance of Erythrina attacks people, but there is an unspeakable sense of vicissitudes. I followed my aunt in. Through the long porch, I came to the back of the population of southern Fujian. Mother picked well water from a deep well, boiled it, and soaked Tieguanyin in the pot for us to drink, but it floated out from the depths of memory. Now you go to taste Tieguanyin, which is tasteless as white water and worth hundreds of dollars, but it's really not worth it to change your tongue for cold treatment. For a long time, I didn't understand why the fragrance of Tieguanyin was not there.
I think the sleeping alley between ancient buildings will tell you the answer. There is a "broken house" like Cai's ancient house. In Quanzhou, in the center of Quanzhou, Erythrina flowers can't float in. However, after a few years, such as the caves bitten by termites, they were hollowed out a little. It rises from the ground to catch up with the height of high-rise buildings in Shanghai in summer. Occasionally, I have extravagant opportunities to go to the open space where I played as a child, but it is very unpleasant.
It's late at night, grandpa always takes those cups of good tea and our children, and slowly walks into the dark alley. He has made chess friends, card friends and tea friends. There are really no friends. As for me, I always dig the dog's tail grass next to the mud corner and hide it in the cracks of the hit bricks. If grandpa is in a happy mood, he will pat the board and sing a southern tune with a strong rhyme. The faint tea fragrance will make us children who are not familiar with the world hug each other and fall asleep. Come to think of it, Tieguanyin, which I didn't drink at that time, really had a long tea rhyme, which I will never forget.
Suddenly I looked up, and I was alone, caught in the middle of the ruins. Looking up gently, the rays of sunshine in winter fall sparsely on the eaves. The morning dew hanging but not falling slowly falls along the windowsill and black and white arms of the ancient house. It is a tear that can't be wiped away in the bleak wind in winter. I turned around.
I ran out of Gu Xiang, pulled myself on the eaves of a nearby city and gasped for breath, only to find that the tears of the ancient city and the vicissitudes of life that I couldn't shake in winter stirred my heart for a long time.
Without the nourishment of the ancient city culture, Quanzhou, surrounded by warm winter, is as warm as spring, but its belly is very cold.
The winter in Quanzhou has the warmth of my mother. Pedestrians on the street corner can also see Erythrina like cotton wool, bending over and kissing your cheek. Suddenly, there was no chill. Beautiful Erythrina, please don't be eccentric. Since it is spring to distribute it to foreign cultures, please also distribute it to local cultures!
Tomorrow, the delicate Erythrina will no longer hover over Quanzhou in the winter without bones, but there will be a warm and fertile cultural soil, so that beauty can be rooted in the hearts of Quanzhou people.
The winter in Quanzhou is as warm as spring. May it not only make Erythrina popular, but also awaken Quanzhou people's lazy cultural consciousness, and make tea rhyme distant, antique, southern sound ups and downs, and puppets lifelike.
Warm as spring, there will be a time when a hundred flowers bloom.
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk, deeply cut, seems to be inextricably linked with emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of * * * like uncovering the head and tail. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers in battle, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing. ...
The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no difference between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
After the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with lush foliage and jade. This is a gratifying scene of heavy snow.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
Winter in my hometown
This winter, I came to my hometown with dense water networks. Maybe I am used to the life in the city, and the scenery in my hometown has a charm.
Winter in my hometown is beautiful, but there is no elegant scenery with snowflakes flying and no magnificent scenery with heavy snow everywhere. Only exquisite rivers and ancient bridges decorate my hometown.
There is a thin layer of ice lying on the river in the morning, like a quilt given to the river by the earth, and like a crystal mirror of hometown people, reflecting the simple and kind faces of hometown people. After a long time in the sun, the thin ice slowly melted, revealing a dancing silver belt. Shining in the sun, like delicate flowers dotted with silver ribbons, and like small waves in the sea, it has a hazy and beautiful dream. In a highly concentrated place, it looks like a dancing girl, doing group gymnastics. Like a twinkling sky, it is refreshing. The small bridge stands on this gold chain. From a distance, there are bridges on the river and bridges in the river, forming a circle, just like the moon on the fifteenth night, bright and beautiful. Under the breeze, the river rippled and sparkled like a silk thread in a woman's hand. Look at that dazzling place again. It turned out to be ice that hasn't melted yet.
By the river, a large area of blue grass has appeared, and people in my hometown always think that tomorrow will probably be spring. Although their wishes can't be realized at the moment, they are not anxious, because there is such a beautiful winter, why do they want anything else? Flocks of lively and lovely ducks are singing happily by the river, and bundles of white reeds are trembling under the wind, as if looking at the river water in winter with a probe. Handsome swallows hovering in the sky, as if dancing ballet, bright red flags fluttering in the wind.
At this time, children in their hometown always like to come to the river. Men throw stones and women pick reeds, all of which are as happy as blooming camellia.
Ah, what a charming scenery, what a winter picture.
Obsessed with you, winter in my hometown ...
5. Write about the fun of 500 winters in winter
Grandpa Dong came to our side in a hurry with Mr. Qiu's class. It brings the biting wind and the scene of dead branches freezing, which makes us feel that winter is coming!
It's foggy in the morning. The milky fog hangs over the earth, and there is white everywhere. Walking on the road, you can't see the figure clearly dozens of steps away; From the dense fog, you can only vaguely see the buildings and trees in front. In the fog, I heard the car, but I couldn't see the figure. Only the headlights are blinking like eyes.
The cold brought by winter is everywhere, even when there is no wind on a sunny day, it is dry and cold. Bare trees stood piteously on both sides of Jiang Bin Road, and the once vibrant grass finally failed to support and withered. The little flowers on the grass also fell asleep. The north wind is blowing, and young trees are struggling in the cold wind; The grass crawled on the ground as if afraid of the sudden cold wind.
In such cold weather, you can also see some strong people who are not afraid of the cold wind. In front of the national flag station on campus, the green figure is flashing. Those are rows of slender cypress trees. In the cold winter, they are so rich and green and full of vitality. On the road by the river, many cycads are planted. Its long and narrow leaves shine green in severe winter, adding greenery to white winter and embellishing the cold winter.
The early morning in winter is very lively. In Jiang Bin Park, people who exercise can be seen everywhere. In the vast fog, the figure kept shaking. Young people dress like athletes and are full of energy. They are running and jumping, full of energy and blood. The old people also went out of the house, reaching out on the grass, kicking and jumping, radiant. Although they are old people, they exercise like young people, and they fight the biting cold tenaciously. Look over there, even seven or eight-year-old children are exercising decently with adults. They were panting and their heads were steaming. Look, what a vibrant winter!
I like winter because it can temper people's will and make them stronger. You finally came in winter!
6. A composition describing winter 600 words Some people like the spring with a hundred flowers, some people like the passionate summer, some people like the fruitful autumn, but I like the snowy winter.
Sister Qiu completed her mission and left happily. Brother Dong also came to the world happily.
Winter is the season of war. People wrapped the "little butterflies" sent by God into a ball and threw them out happily like children. Then the children fought back. They are very happy. What are they doing? Oh, so they are having a snowball fight.
Winter is the season to make snowmen. The children picked up a small snowball.
Running and rolling in the snow, in a short time, the primary school autumn turned into a beautiful snowman, with a straight back, like a chubby little doll. The children jumped around it happily. Jump.
Winter is the season for skating. It goes through a big puddle. The water in the puddle looks like an understanding little girl when it comes to winter. They turned themselves into a crystal clear "mirror" with no regrets. Let winter urge people to play by themselves. A group of people put on roller skates and chased and frolicked on the ice. The laughter after the change spread to thousands of families. People are also intoxicated with happy laughter.
Winter came to the field, covered Vivi with a thick quilt, and made Vivi's sister spend a warm winter. Seeing this scene, I not only remembered the proverb "wheat covers three layers in winter, but sleeps with steamed bread the next year." This is a bumper year. The coming year must be a bumper year.
In winter, people put on beautiful down jackets and walk around like colorful mushrooms, just like cable cars hanging by ropes. On both sides of the street, dense pines and cypresses guard everyone like soldiers. Let people not be hurt at all.
In winter, what a lively name brings people joy, harvest and infinite joy. I like winter.
7. Quanzhou West Lake Park consists of spring, summer, autumn and winter in People's Park.
Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter in People's Park
The scenery in People's Park is beautiful, but it is more beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
In spring, the grass takes off its thick white coat and puts on green clothes. Trees have also turned green, and the branches of willows seem to have taken off all their white hair and pulled out new green hairs. The heavy snow also melted, and the frozen river began to flow again. Spring in People's Park is really beautiful.
In summer, the sun shines on the trees and the leaves seem to shine. There is no wind at all. Willow likes looking for sunshine very much. Taking pictures is very comfortable. Summer in People's Park is really hot.
In autumn, the trees seem to feel very cold, and the leaves turn yellow and fall. Under the autumn wind, the fallen leaves danced like butterflies and soon fell to the ground. Every tree seems to have caught a cold, and a lot of yellow leaves have fallen off, so it is soft to step on, like a yellow carpet. Autumn in People's Park is really golden phoenix.
In winter, the leaves put on white coats again, and the river flows happily, but it can't resist the cold wind. In the cold wind, the river froze again …
How beautiful the park is in spring, summer, autumn and winter! !
With the coming of winter, the streets seem to turn silver, so bright and brilliant. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke. Because the snow is silvery white. Snow is a symbol and symbol of winter. Northerners are familiar with it. But the snow that just snowed looks strange, because it is the first snow this year. The first snow every winter makes people feel strange and kind, but the first snow this winter came too early, which is quite different from previous years. This snow makes people feel autumn-this mature girl doesn't seem to stop in this bustling city, and then she leaves quietly in a hurry, as if going to a party. Before people realize her existence, she disappears unconsciously. So ushered in the winter. Winter seems to have no vitality at all. Every day is groggy. No, sometimes the sun will show his face and bring some warmth to people, but in this season, the power of snow is still stronger than the sun, because it is winter after all.
Early in the morning, I was taken aback when I opened the curtain: this is a world of makeup and jade carving, ice carving and jade carving, and white clothes fluttering. Look at the snow carefully: it's hairy, shiny and dazzling, so you have to squint to enjoy this magnificent snow scene. It's early winter, and a thin layer of snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers the path of this yard. Obviously. In the middle of the night, snow came quietly from the world above the clouds. It snows again. Small snowflakes fall from the sky, like catkins, like reeds, like dandelions with fluffy seeds, flying in the air and falling gently. Shiny little snowflakes bloom all over the sky, and white little snowflakes float and float! This reminds me of two poems: "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees." I got dressed and decided to go out and have a look: the ground was covered with thick snow, so white and flawless that people couldn't bear to tread on it. But someone has walked out of a path in the middle, so I walked out of the yard on that road ... Looking around, the tree changed into white clothes and the house put on a new hat. White snow hung on the branches of holly trees on the roadside. Wow! The whole world is silvery white. The trees in the street are covered with crystal snowflakes. The branches of willow trees are covered with hairy and shiny silver bars; Those pines and cypresses are covered with thick fluffy snowballs. Rows of trees surround the road to keep people out of the cold. The children chased and frolicked among the trees, and bursts of laughter came with the wind. Gradually, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, as tight as a breach. The wind is rolling snow and the debris is spinning. In an instant, the sky and the earth were one color, and the snow filled the whole city. Snow gives spruce a white coat, which is warm; The new hat worn on the snowflake house is very beautiful; Snowflakes spread a long silvery white carpet on the earth, and the earth is sweet. ...
Although snow brings inconvenience to people's travel, people still like snow because it is flawless and pure. I hope it will snow more this year, because I like snow. ...
9. Composition describing winter 400 words Snow scene in winter
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk, deeply cut, seems to be inextricably linked with emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of * * * like uncovering the head and tail. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers in battle, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing. ...
The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no difference between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
After the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with lush foliage and jade. This is a gratifying scene of heavy snow.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
10. Write about Lao She in Jinan in winter
For a person who is used to living in Beiping, it is a miracle that it doesn't blow in winter. There is no wind in winter in Jinan. For a person who has just returned from London, it is strange that I can't see the sun in winter; Jinan is sunny in winter. Naturally, in tropical places, the sun is always so poisonous, so loud and a little scary. However, in winter in the north of China, Jinan is really a treasure house with warm and sunny weather.
If there is only sunshine, it is not surprising. Please close your eyes and think about it: an ancient city with mountains and water is basking in the sun, sleeping warmly and comfortably, just waiting for the spring breeze to wake them up. Is this an ideal realm? This mountain surrounds Jinan, except the north. This circle of hills is particularly lovely in winter, as if Jinan were put in a small cradle. They whispered, "Don't worry, it will be warm here. Really, people in Jinan laugh in winter. When they look at those hills, they feel that they have fallen down and have a dependence. When they saw the mountains from the sky, they unconsciously thought, "Tomorrow may be spring, right? With such warmth, the grass may turn green tonight, right? Even if this fantasy can't be realized for a while, they don't worry, because in such a charity winter, why do they need anything else?
Best of all, it snowed a little. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; You see, this floral dress seems to have been blown up by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin. When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile!
Ancient Jinan, the city is so narrow and spacious. There are some small villages on the hillside, and there is some snow on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is a small ink painting, probably painted by a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.
What about water? It did not freeze, but steamed on the green duckweed. Seaweed is really green.
All the green saved in the whole year was taken out. The clearer the sky, the greener the algae. With these green spirits, the water can't bear to freeze, and those weeping willows with long branches will take a picture in the water! Look, slowly rising from the clear river, the sky, mid-air and sky are so clear and blue from top to bottom, and the whole is an ethereal blue crystal. In this crystal, there are red roofs and yellow grass hills, like small gray shadows of flowers on the carpet; This is Jinan in winter.