Miss Chun came to us with brisk steps. Spring breeze blows the earth, and the earth wakes up and puts on new clothes; Spring breeze, with its moist fragrance, gently blows over the treetops, turning the wicker green and awakening the grass. The spring breeze has made the fields green and full of vitality.

Look, the field is a busy scene. The tractor is rolling forward on the soil. In the warm sunshine, groups of hardworking farmers make cotton bowls with bowl-making machines. The skirts on their chests were open, and the sweat on their heads shone in the sun. Pottery pots are arranged neatly like bottles, waiting for the farmer's uncle to sow the seeds of hope here.

Look at the green wheat seedlings, nodding and smiling under the breeze, and the rape blossoms in Huang Chengcheng, which are bright and dazzling. The wildflowers on the roadside also showed smiling faces, as white as snow and as red as fire ... probably because the spring rain had just fallen, the flower girl seemed to have taken a good bath and washed away the stains on her body, which was so beautiful! But also exudes a faint fragrance, attracting groups of dancing butterflies and groups of hardworking bees. This is really like "Huang Si's family is full of flowers, thousands of flowers are low, and butterflies are always dancing"! They add a little interest to the fields in spring.

The field in spring is poetry, painting and hope!

I hope I can help.

2. Write about the composition of spring fields. The field scenery in spring.

Spring breeze blows, spring rain falls, wheat seedlings grow taller, rape blossoms, green wheat and golden rape blossoms paint a beautiful picture for the spring fields.

Wheat seedlings and rape blossoms

When spring came, the wheat seedlings woke up from their sleep, stretched hard and grew taller unconsciously. How happy Xiao Maimiao is to see the green in the field.

One day, it suddenly found that the rape next to it had golden yellow rape flowers, and the thick fragrance attracted many bees to fly around among the flowers. Rape flowers tell wheat seedlings that bees are helping them spread pollen. Soon, they will produce rapeseed, waiting for the farmer's uncle to collect it to extract oil.

Now, Xiao Maimiao is very worried: we don't have beautiful flowers and sweet nectar. Who will help us pollinate and ear? When thinking like this, Xiao Maimiao suddenly found a cluster of green spikes growing in her body, and several inconspicuous locks of pollen were exposed on the spikes. These pollen are loosely basked in the sun. At this time, Xifeng flew in gently, shaking each ear of wheat carefully, so that the pollen flew on other wheat flowers.

Xiao Maimiao realized that it was Xifeng who was helping them. It expects that there will be heavy grains of wheat on their stalks in the near future.

3. How to write a composition in the field of spring (online copy, for reference only)

Spring, a hopeful name. In spring, everything revives, the ice and snow melt, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The warm spring breeze blows through every corner of the field, adding a lot of vitality to the field. On Sunday, I came to spring, looking for the footprints of spring.

The fields are endless and full of "green".

The grass broke through the ground, sprouted green buds and looked at the world curiously. It swings with the breeze, sings with the sunshine and feels the beauty of this world.

There is a rippling river on the hillside. The water in the river is crystal clear. Occasionally you can see small fish swimming freely in the water. Their mouths are full of bubbles, as if to say, "Welcome!" !

The willows on the shore put on new clothes and are green. The spring breeze is blowing, the willows are fluttering, like a little girl dancing. Seeing this scene, I can't help but think of the ancient poet He's "Singing Willow", "Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of moss hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. " Yes! The spring breeze in February is like a magic scissors, which not only cuts out willow leaves, but also cuts out the vitality and endless hope of the earth.

The fields in spring are really beautiful. I love spring, but I prefer the fields in spring!

4. How to write the composition in the third grade of primary school: The fields in spring (503 words) avoid the noise of the city. During the holiday, I came to the endless fields in the countryside.

The fields in spring are as green as spring; Standing here is like being in a green ocean; Spring breeze, fresh air and warm and soft sunshine are the most indispensable natural landscapes in this land, reflecting the breath of spring. Crossing this green field, following the footsteps of the breeze, smelling the fragrance that is not so rich and light; Sunlight and wind are well coordinated. Although rice and wheat are immature, when their green shells cling to their weak bodies and flutter in the sunshine and wind, they are like green fairies in the fields, playing with everything in nature! "sasha vujacic-"Hey? What's that noise? Oh, it turns out that the farmer's uncle has worked hard and planted more crops! Looking at this acre of land from a distance is like seeing Dorothy and her three friends in the movie The Wizard of Oz. A beautiful flower field between emerald city, like a red and green revision of flowers; Here, the straw houses on the other side of the field are inconspicuous, but please imagine whether they can be used as the "Emerald Castle" you need to reach when walking in the field. Thinking of this, I quite admire the farmer's uncle. In order to let people eat delicious food, they began to plant these wheat trees regardless of the scorching sun, so that people would no longer be hungry and made great contributions to their happy lives! After listening to my "Anecdotes in Tanaka", do you also want to visit this beautiful and boundless field with me? Two: fields in spring (5 13) In nature, there are crystal clear rivers, blue sky and restless baby rain, all of which are messengers of nature.

But I like the beautiful fields full of peasant breath. In spring, the farmer's uncle sowed the seeds of harvest, and the whole field was filled with the breath of spring.

You see, those seedlings with straight backs are standing there like hundreds of soldiers. A breeze blew, and the saplings danced waltz wildly, and the melody of the dance seemed to linger in people's ears.

The seedlings grow tall and strong. Everything is green. From a distance, it looks like a green carpet on fertile land.

Walking quietly into the field, you can still hear frogs. It's beautiful. And the sound of running water in that stream, like a beautiful note, will suddenly make people forget their troubles.

The sound of "quack" and the sound of "thud" interweave into a cheerful symphony. Hey! What is that? A closer look reveals clusters of fragrant wildflowers, some lavender, some yellow, some blue, some pink, colorful and colorful.

There are still a few bees collecting honey! The buzzing sound of bees seems to say, "These flowers are so sweet! Let's store these pollen! " . Suddenly, "poof!" A voice came into my ears and I was surprised. Who made the noise? So I found the sound and came to the river. It turned out that a small fish was performing acrobatics-yue longmen the Carp! Ah! Beautiful fields, you have made our hometown so beautiful and rich, and I will praise you again and again.

Three: Springfield (475 words) Spring has come, and the young lady of spring comes lightly with warmth and hope. She pranced in the mountains and plains, and nature immediately filled with the breath of spring. Spring girl came to the field, and the grass in the field quietly leaned out of the soil and stared at the earth curiously with sleepy eyes; Willow sprouted, soft branches swaying in the breeze, like ribbons dancing; The river flows quietly, and the fish swim happily in the water ... You see, isn't that duckling scrambling to feel the warmth of spring? Some of them are playing in the river, some are looking for food, and some are "walking" with their mothers ... Pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and apple blossoms in the orchard are really "all kinds of red and purple flowers are fragrant"! These colorful flowers are flying like many beautiful butterflies.

Little bees are busier. They call their friends, sing and dance among the flowers ... Outside the orchard, you can see some farmers' uncles driving tractors in the fields, and some are bending over to sow seeds ... They sow the hope of spring with their hardworking hands. The golden rape blossoms in the distance, like broken gold, are covered with hillsides, so elegantly dotted with the earth; Green wheat seedlings, one after another, the breeze blew, and waves rose on the blue sea.

"A year's plan lies in spring". In this spring season, I want to seize this wonderful time, study eagerly, follow the footsteps of spring, bathe in the sunshine of spring, and go to the fields of spring hope. Four: Fields in Spring (484 words) Spring awakens the earth, green trees and green fields.

In the afternoon, we followed the teacher to the ridge. Looking around, the fields are full of vitality. You see, golden rape blossoms, green wheat seedlings and green grass are all vying to show their beauty to Miss Chun. Those unknown little flowers decorate themselves and decorate the yellow and green fields more beautifully.

I walked down the ridge and there was a rape field in front of me. Golden rape flowers hold their golden trumpet high and play spring songs! Bees and butterflies also join in the fun, adding a bit of vitality to this beautiful picture. We came to the edge of the wheat field again, looked around and looked at the endless wheat seedlings.

It's like laying a thick carpet on the ground. The breeze blew and rippled. I can't help bending down and looking at the long and narrow leaves carefully. I only see the crystal dew rolling on the long and narrow leaves. In the hungry sunshine, the dew is crystal clear and beautiful. Its leaves are wider and wider as they go up, and its tip is down, as if it were shy. I was fascinated by it. Suddenly, there was "hey, hey, hey!" "

"Song looked up, and it turned out that several farmers' uncles were busy, picking manure and fertilizing wheat seedlings! Although they are sweating, they are smiling.

I think: they are probably happy to see the rape and wheat seedlings growing so well in the field! Ah! How beautiful the fields are in spring! Look at this poetic painting.

5. How to write a composition in the field of spring (online copy, for reference only) Spring is a very promising name.

In spring, everything revives, the ice and snow melt, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The warm spring breeze blows through every corner of the field, adding a lot of vitality to the field.

On Sunday, I came to spring, looking for the footprints of spring. The fields are endless and full of "green".

The grass broke through the ground, sprouted green buds and looked at the world curiously. It swings with the breeze, sings with the sunshine and feels the beauty of this world.

There is a rippling river on the hillside. The water in the river is crystal clear. Occasionally you can see small fish swimming freely in the water. Their mouths are full of bubbles, as if to say, "Welcome!" ! The willows on the shore put on new clothes and are green. The spring breeze is blowing, the willows are fluttering, like a little girl dancing.

Seeing this scene, I can't help but think of the ancient poet He's "Singing Willow", "Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of moss hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "

Yes! The spring breeze in February is like a magic scissors, which not only cuts out willow leaves, but also cuts out the vitality and endless hope of the earth. The fields in spring are really beautiful. I like spring, but I prefer the fields in spring.

6. Write a 400-word composition and walk into the fields of spring. The fourth grade spring came, and the swallows came back from the south. It is covered with black and bright feathers, with a pair of handsome and light wings, pecking at branches in the sky, ready to go home and rebuild its nest. I seem to hear it saying, "I can move to a new home again." I am so happy! " "

The willows spit out green buds. I came to the river and saw the vibrant river bank. In summer, people can lean on it to enjoy the cool. How happy this is! I heard the stream "Ding Dong Ding Dong" singing a cheerful song. I asked, "Stream, stream, where are you going?" The stream said, "I want to flow into the river." On the way, I can nourish the fields and wet the land ... I can make some contributions to people. I am very happy! " "

I came to a garden, colorful flowers, pink as chardonnay, white as snow, red as fire, really beautiful! People are praising beautiful and bright flowers. The flowers were very happy to hear the praise.

I came to the field. There was misty spring rain in the sky, which moistened the grass, made the grass greener, moistened the earth and made the earth softer ... The farmer's uncle showed a sweet smile, and they planted pumpkin seeds and corn seeds ... They also planted hope for a good harvest next autumn. They seem to see purple eggplant, white wax gourd and sorghum holding the torch ... they laugh happily.

I came to the river again. I saw the children running on the beach, flying colorful kites, looking at their sweet smiles, I smiled happily.

How beautiful, sweet and gorgeous spring is! I like spring because it makes everything in the world so happy!

7. The composition "Spring Field" is looking forward to the east wind coming and the footsteps of spring are approaching.

Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.

The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look at a large area full of yes.

Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow.

Flowers are sweet; When I close my eyes, the village seems to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around.

Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing. "Blowing your face is not cold, willow trees become a shade", yes, like a mother's hand touching you.

The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water.

The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time. Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days.

Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof.

The leaves are bright green. The grass is too green to see your eyes clearly.

At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing wrinkled clothes and wrinkled hats.

Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground.

Every family, old and young, came out from the city and the countryside. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing.

"A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, and there is plenty of time and hope. Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.

Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.

The color of spring The color of Chen Ping in No.43 Middle School in Wuhan, Hubei Province is really colorful. The sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are light green, and the winter jasmine is delicate yellow ... No wonder poets love to sing praises to spring, and painters love to describe it, because spring is the fusion of all the beautiful things in the world and the total meeting of all colors. I wonder why these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth. The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool.

Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool. Wind and rain always come together.

In early spring, the cold wind awakened everything. The treetops are green, the earth is green, and even the platforms of towering buildings are green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan."

How well you speak! But is it more than "green"? Under the blowing of the wind, the wild flowers all over the mountains opened their eyes, one, two, one cluster, two clusters ... even joined together and merged into the sea. People face this ocean of blue, red and yellow ... gorgeous colors, and their troubles are gone, and their listlessness is gone.

Thank the color of spring for giving us upward strength and confidence. Look at the sky in spring.

Why is the sky colorful and dazzling? Ah, that's a kite flown by children. Under the blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes fly freely and soar freely. What a refreshing sight! Spring belongs to children, and the sky belongs to children, but aren't they also trying to dress up spring and add the color of spring? However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter.

You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring. I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It is a grass that is silently bred and ignored by people.

People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring? [opinion] this article is meticulous in observation, rich in materials and vivid in image. The article begins with the colors describing spring, and asks: "Why do these colorful colors choose spring to come to the earth?" Taking answering this question as a clue, this paper makes a further description of spring, which is novel and fascinating.

While describing the color of spring, the author also pays attention to the deepening of the central idea. After putting forward the novel and profound viewpoint that the color of spring is bred by yellow grass, the article finally puts forward the question of "What have you contributed to the color of spring", giving readers the thinking space of "but you have broadened your horizons by 300 miles and gone up a storey still higher".

I like spring, Zini. Spring, you have finally come! You came lightly with life and hope. You jumped over mountains, flew over rivers, and walked all the way.

You have worked hard! But you can't rest for a moment. You can't wait to jump on the plains and mountains ... wherever you go, you are full of vitality and vigor. I love spring-I love the cold but warm early spring breeze.

It was she who woke up the earth soberly, opened her sleepy eyes happily, and countless lives woke up. Spring breeze is the messenger of spring.

I love spring, and I love the continuous spring rain. It is she who awakens the grass, moistens the poplars and blooms the primroses, telling mankind that spring is coming. The grass sneaked out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow shook its waist drum and danced with the wind.

After the spring rain, the moist air was mixed with the fragrance of earth.

Write an article about the fields in spring. There are mountains and waters in my hometown and endless fields.

In spring, the warm sunshine spreads all over the earth, and the spring girl unconsciously puts on spring clothes for the fields, as well as golden rape blossoms, which look like a beautiful picture from a distance.

In summer, there are green seedlings and big round watermelons in the field, listening to the farmer's uncle shouting to sell watermelons there!

The fields in autumn are another scene. Rice fields are like a golden ocean. A gust of wind blew heavy ears of grain, swaying with the wind, as if to pay tribute to people. Hard-working farmer uncle is very busy.

In winter, the fields are covered with snow-white winter clothes. Snow will bring a bumper harvest year, and next year will be another bumper harvest year.

The 9.390-word field composition in spring avoided the noise of the city. During the holiday, I came to the endless fields in the countryside.

The fields in spring are as green as spring; Standing here is like being in a green ocean; Spring breeze, fresh air and warm and soft sunshine are the most indispensable natural landscapes in this land, reflecting the breath of spring.

Crossing this green field, following the footsteps of the breeze, smelling the fragrance that is not so rich and light; Sunlight and wind are well coordinated. Although rice and wheat are immature, when their green shells cling to their weak bodies and flutter in the sunshine and wind, they are like green fairies in the fields, playing with everything in nature!

"sasha vujacic-"Hey? What's that noise? Oh, it turns out that the farmer's uncle has worked hard and planted more crops! Looking at this acre of land from a distance is like seeing Dorothy and her three friends in the movie The Wizard of Oz. A beautiful flower field between emerald city, like a red and green revision of flowers; Here, the straw houses on the other side of the field are inconspicuous, but please imagine whether they can be used as the "Emerald Castle" you need to reach when walking in the field. Thinking of this, I quite admire the farmer's uncle. In order to let people eat delicious food, they began to plant these wheat trees regardless of the scorching sun, so that people would no longer be hungry and made great contributions to their happy lives!

After listening to my "Anecdotes in Tanaka", do you also want to visit this beautiful and boundless field with me?