Autumn-a poetic dream season, I love autumn, and I love autumn fields more.
On a sunny afternoon, my friends and I came to the vast fields in June to enjoy the beautiful autumn colors. White clouds like veils are floating in the blue sky. From time to time, a few lovely birds fly around and sing melodious songs, as if welcoming our visit. I looked around and saw endless paddy fields and dry land, showing a gratifying harvest scene.
The two of us looked to the left, and there was a snow-white cotton field, which seemed to be covered with white gauze scattered by the fairy in the air, like a piece of snow in winter. When you look closer, the cotton leaves are yellow, most of the cotton peaches are in full bloom, revealing white clouds of cotton, some are in bud, only a few cracks are opened, as if peeking at this beautiful autumn color, and some are still "flower shelves", like shy girls, who are always reluctant to show their faces to pick cotton. Everyone's face is filled with the joy of harvest.
Looking to the right, it is a golden rice field, shining with dazzling light under the sunlight. The autumn wind blows gently, and layers of Jin Lang are lifted, and the fragrant rice floats away. This beautiful scenery is really intoxicating. Suddenly, the "rumble" of the machine reached our ears, and we woke up like a dream. Looking in the direction of the sound, the farmers' uncles put strings of ears of grain into the electric thresher. Within a few seconds, the golden grains were separated from the rice stalks and gathered in the grain barrel, which was filled at once. Farmers' uncles picked the grain to the grain drying field. Ah, piles of golden grain on the grain drying field have turned into small golden mountains, which is really refreshing.
"I like watching thousands of waves in rice fields, and heroes are dying everywhere." I love the beautiful autumn field and the harvest season, but I love the heroes who dress up for the field and work hard in the field!
Scenery description is to describe the natural scenery that people see, hear and come into contact with in concrete and vivid language, so as to set off the atmosphere, highlight the center and express their feelings. Among them, scenery narrative is a narrative that mainly describes natural scenery, and it is one of the important composition types that primary school students need to master. So, how can we write a good landscape narrative?
First, grasp the characteristics of the scenery and observe it carefully.
To observe and feel the scenery, students need to mobilize all kinds of sensory organs and describe it from different angles, which makes people feel immersive. For example, Su Shi's "Looking from the side of the mountain as the peak, the distance is different" describes what Lushan Mountain looks like from different angles. For example, the mountains in Daxinganling described by Lao She are "horizontal, downward, high, short, long and short ...". Lin Hai in his works is so changeable: just like a skilled painter, it is "deep, shallow, bright, dark and green, which is indescribable". In particular, the sentence "The silver skirt of the birch tree flashes on the edge of the big pine tree in the sun, just like the waves by the sea", which contains three figures of speech: metaphor, personification and questioning, paints us a three-dimensional and gorgeous picture.
Second, grasp the order of landscape writing and write down the levels.
Scenery description can be from high to low, from far to near, from whole to part, from moving to static, from people to things and so on. In short, only by grasping the order of scenery writing can the scenery described be distinct, fresh and natural. Scenery description usually has two orders: one is written according to the development order of time, such as the growth process of a tree in the alternation of seasons; The second is to write in spatial order, such as writing a mountain in the order from far to near.
Third, develop reasonable imagination and describe colors.
On the basis of careful observation of the scenery, teachers can let students spread their imagination wings and write down the state and color of the scenery. Such as "An oriole standing on a branch and singing happily", vividly describes the liveliness and loveliness of oriole with anthropomorphic methods.
The waves came in layers, hitting the rocks lying on the sea, splashing and falling; Washed my feet and playfully took away the mark I left on the beach as its eternal treasure. Looking at the sea coming from time to time, it seems that I will never get tired; Listening to the noise of the sea, it seems that I will always be so happy. Standing by the sea, the tide is hugging me, playing with me, and being as cheerful and lively as me.
Standing in front of the sea for a long time, it seems that everything is still, the clouds are no longer floating, and my heart is no longer moving. I just suddenly feel that we are so small. Staring at this boundless sea, my mind has broadened a lot and I feel that I can tolerate everything. There is a great famous saying: the blue sky is wider than the ocean; What is broader than the blue sky is the human mind. Leaving the city and looking at the rushing sea, you can't help but want to open your arms, say hello and shout, and rush to hug. At this time, you will feel that your mind is suddenly enlightened, very broad and inclusive of the whole world.
I finally see the sea! When I saw the sea, I felt that I had entered a brand-new world! But at the same time, I saw the horizon, where the water meets the sky, and I couldn't tell the sea from the sky. At this moment, I am far more curious about the other side of the sea than I am about the other side of the sea-what is there?
I finally saw the sea. The sea is like a beautiful girl in a blue veil. The sound of the sea breeze is her welcome song. Look at the golden beach by the sea. In the morning sun, it seems that every spun yarn is shining. On the beach, there are many gifts from the sea: small and exquisite shells, hermit crabs carrying small houses, sea hedgehogs covered with hard spines, jellyfish like small pockets … all over the beach. These are all left at low tide. When the sea level rises, they will return to the embrace of the sea. Like the boundless sea, it is still shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and some fishing boats move vaguely in the fog, appearing and disappearing. The sea breeze blew in bursts, and the waves hit the rocks, splashing white water. It rushed to the shore and gently stroked the soft beach. The waves gently swing layer by layer from a distance, drawing a white "skirt" for the beach, like setting a glittering silver frame on the vast sea, making the sea more charming. The sun rose, and the fog on the sea gradually dispersed, revealing the true colors of the sea. ? At high tide at night, the sea becomes a different look. It becomes like an endless battlefield. The sea breeze blew a sharp horn, and the waves seemed to be violently attacking the coast by thousands of fighters, making a rumbling roar. With a single stroke, the 100-pound stone on the shore sank to the bottom of the sea. ...
This is a beautiful and mysterious sea, and I love it, because it is the cradle of life, a mysterious magician and endless reverie. ...
The sea is so vast and endless; The sea is so vast that it can accommodate so many tourists. I opened my arms and threw myself at the beautiful blue sea, suddenly feeling open-minded. O sea, you are as calm as a mirror, and you are surging. The blue sea was dyed silver by microwaves. I stood by the sea for a long time, listening to the sound of the sea, which was making noise for me. It's all so sweet. At this moment, I gently open my arms and embrace the sea. Suddenly, I found that this sweetness is somewhat bitter. Oh, it's salt. Salt particles are the crystallization of the ocean.
First, the sea under the night sky.
My hometown is Zhoushan, which is a beautiful place with countless places of interest, and the sea here is even more amazing.
The light gradually dimmed, as if someone accidentally knocked over the paint bottle, and the sky was dyed a deep blue. I tried my best to think, but I couldn't think of anything to describe it. Soft blue silk scarf, not so bright; Smooth sapphire is not so brilliant; Its blue is not pale white, but shining and bright, hanging in the sky like a transparent glass. Clouds as soft as floc and as light as silk, surrounded by Yingying Hao Yue, are rising from the Ran Ran, and their brightness will be reflected into colorful halos, from deep to shallow, if there are any. It is not as rich as sunset, so it is more elegant, not as brilliant as sunset, and only gives you a little sadness and joy.
Moonlight shines on the sea, and the scales on the sea shine like thousands of whitebait jumping and swimming in the sea.
Yingying's sea water has been rippling to the feet, but it slowly recedes, like a loving mother patting a baby who can't sleep.
There was silence on the sea. The waves kissed the rocks gently and fell asleep. On the calm, dark rock, the moonlight blazed a long, narrow and bright road, shining and dancing like a silver snake. The red light on the lighthouse in the distance is embedded in the dark space, like a gem. It and the silver light of the sea reveal the mystery of the sea in front of us-it is not a violent, unpredictable and terrible secret, but a quiet, peaceful and joyful mystery.
The sea at night, you are beautiful and charming, and you are the pride of our hometown!
Second, I love the sea.
The waves came in layers, hitting the rocks lying on the sea, splashing and falling; Washed my feet and playfully took away the mark I left on the beach as its eternal treasure. Looking at the sea coming from time to time, it seems that I will never get tired; Listening to the noise of the sea, it seems that I will always be so happy. Standing by the sea, the tide is hugging me, playing with me, and being as cheerful and lively as me.
Standing in front of the sea for a long time, it seems that everything is still, the clouds are no longer floating, and my heart is no longer moving. I just suddenly feel that we are so small. Staring at this boundless sea, my mind has broadened a lot and I feel that I can tolerate everything. There is a great famous saying: the blue sky is wider than the ocean; What is broader than the blue sky is the human mind. Leaving the city and looking at the rushing sea, you can't help but want to open your arms, say hello and shout, and rush to hug. At this time, you will feel that your mind is suddenly enlightened, very broad and inclusive of the whole world.
I finally see the sea! When I saw the sea, I felt that I had entered a brand-new world! But at the same time, I saw the horizon, where the water meets the sky, and I couldn't tell the sea from the sky. At this moment, I am far more curious about the other side of the sea than I am about the other side of the sea-what is there?
I finally saw the sea. The sea is like a beautiful girl in a blue veil. The sound of the sea breeze is her welcome song. Look at the golden beach by the sea. In the morning sun, it seems that every spun yarn is shining. On the beach, there are many gifts from the sea: small and exquisite shells, hermit crabs carrying small houses, sea hedgehogs covered with hard spines, jellyfish like small pockets … all over the beach. These are all left at low tide. When the sea level rises, they will return to the embrace of the sea. Like the boundless sea, it is still shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and some fishing boats move vaguely in the fog, appearing and disappearing. The sea breeze blew in bursts, and the waves hit the rocks, splashing white water. It rushed to the shore and gently stroked the soft beach. The waves gently swing layer by layer from a distance, drawing a white "skirt" for the beach, like setting a glittering silver frame on the vast sea, making the sea more charming. The sun rose, and the fog on the sea gradually dispersed, revealing the true colors of the sea. ? At high tide at night, the sea becomes a different look. It becomes like an endless battlefield. The sea breeze blew a sharp horn, and the waves seemed to be violently attacking the coast by thousands of fighters, making a rumbling roar. With a single stroke, the 100-pound stone on the shore sank to the bottom of the sea. ...
This is a beautiful and mysterious sea, and I love it, because it is the cradle of life, a mysterious magician and endless reverie. ...
The sea is so vast and endless; The sea is so vast that it can accommodate so many tourists. I opened my arms and threw myself at the beautiful blue sea, suddenly feeling open-minded. O sea, you are as calm as a mirror, and you are surging. The blue sea was dyed silver by microwaves. I stood by the sea for a long time, listening to the sound of the sea, which was making noise for me. It's all so sweet. At this moment, I gently open my arms and embrace the sea. Suddenly, I found that this sweetness is somewhat bitter. Oh, it's salt. Salt particles are the crystallization of the ocean.