A 200-word essay describing the four seasons

1. Do you have a description of the four seasons? A 200-word essay

There are different beautiful scenery throughout the year. I like various seasons, and each season has different characteristics. .

Spring, I don’t know when, came secretly from my eyes, splashing joyful buds on nature, the creek made a "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound, and the grass suddenly turned into a green quilt. Do you know who revives all things, who makes the grass turn green, and who attracts the little swallows? It's all spring.

In summer, the trees grow lush and leafy. The numerous leaves completely covered the boundless sky without any dazzling light.

In the morning, although the fog is not as thick as Xiaoxinganling, it can make you get lost. After a while, the sun shines through the morning fog like a sword, making you unable to keep your eyes open.

In autumn, fruit is abundant, and fruit farmers are both happy and sad. I am happy that there are plenty of fruits, but I am worried that I have to be busy picking fruits again.

In autumn, people no longer have to worry about being hot, but feel cool when the air is crisp. You may think that if you trade the crisp air of autumn for summer, you won’t have to get an African tan.

In winter, the north wind blows loudly, everyone wears thick clothes, and animals dig holes to hibernate, not waking up until the next spring. The little swallow disappeared without a trace.

There is a thick layer of snowflakes on the mountains and rivers, and the dead trees use snow as flowers. The scenery of the four seasons has different characteristics. I love these beautiful four seasons. 2. Please write about the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter with about 150~200 words each.

The colors of the four seasons (spring, summer, autumn and winter)

Spring

There is always a burst of time The breeze wakes up this watery little girl.

She put a beautiful green dress on the earth, with the fragrance of earth. The grass twisted their slender waists and murmured to the birds chirping in spring. The sky was like It was brushed by a piece of tender blue satin. It was very blue. Looking at it, I couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy. Even the birds were nostalgic. In the early morning, almost every leaf was hung with a few gem-like dew, reflecting the elegant sunshine, dripping into you. It refreshes every inch of your heart, and seems to wash away the dirt in your heart, making you feel extremely relaxed.

This is spring, not so warm and fiery, but always brings subtle changes to the world, ordinary and ordinary.

Xia

Maybe the sun snored too loudly and woke up this lively and cute girl.

She didn’t like the single green color, so she used her own paintbrush to add many flowers on it. , as charming as she is. The leaves have turned into thick green and are extremely emerald. When you hold it in your hand, you can seem to see the juice inside flowing bulgingly, like a piece of emerald full of life. The cicada is singing, An ode to summer is its favorite.

Summer is like this, not so ordinary, tasteless, always bringing different feelings to the world, very lively.

Autumn

Perhaps it is the sweetness of the harvest that attracts this mature young man.

She admired the fallen leaves very much. The autumn wind blew, and butterflies were spinning and fluttering in the air. Their golden wings crossed the afterglow of the sunset. This was not sad. Sleeping in the soil in the wild must be warm. Warm. The fragrance of melons and fruits, and the abundant fruits make autumn flowers bloom.

Autumn is here, not so desolate and bleak, and always brings peace and enjoyment to the world, quietly and silently.

Winter

I believe this is a joke made by God. Otherwise, how could this old woman be so drunk on it?

The snow is floating, as soft as goose feathers, kissing the cheek of the earth, cool and silky, with hexagonal snow petals, exquisite and ingenious. After a while, the earth is covered with a silver-white snow blanket, crystal clear, It's like a fairy tale world, as beautiful and thrilling as a fairyland on earth.

The unique winter is less active and always brings an unexpected realm to the world, making you feel refreshed.

The four seasons are like a song, containing all the beautiful melodies; the four seasons are like a painting, full of all the brilliant colors; the four seasons are like a delicacy, hiding the sweetness of the five flavors.

3. Describe the beautiful botanical garden in spring, summer, autumn and winter 200 essay

Spring is here, the swallows fly back, the earth is green, and everything is full of life. Listen, even the river sings cheerful songs, flowing all the way. Sing happily. The catkins fall down by the river, embracing the river. The cool river water hugs the catkins and still sings. We continue to travel with the catkins. All hope is waiting for our arrival ahead. Summer has arrived quietly, and the river is still noisy. The river is not deep, but it is quiet. A group of children are running in the distance, coming here. The little boys have bare arms, and the girls are wearing floral skirts, running and jumping to the small river. The small river is full of joy. We were laughing and playing with the children, and a little frog croaked in the grass by the river, joining everyone's joy. The autumn sky seemed to be extraordinarily high, and wild geese flew over the river, leaving traces of the blue sky. Xiaohe also hopes that he can fly, but Xiaohe cannot live without the earth, and the earth is Xiaohe's home. The wheat fields in the distance are still golden, and the farmers are busy harvesting. They will come to the river to drink water and wash their faces. Xiaohe is very happy. Being able to serve the farmer uncle, those sweats are all happiness, filled with warm smiles. In winter, there is no green grass and no singing birds. The river feels lonely, but snowflakes fall from the sky. In the river, it has become a part of the river. The river is very happy. It knows that this is a gift from the sky. The river is no longer lonely, but still sings cheerful songs and flows forward. No matter what difficulties it encounters, there are four seasons. As a companion, happiness is everywhere, hope is ahead, and as long as you move forward, you can obtain happiness. 4. Paragraph about the four seasons (200 words)

Spring: After the rain, the sky clears, the sun passes through the seven-color rainbow, and the endless rays of light shine on the spring earth, and everything on the earth is full of vitality. The grass on the ground and its thin young leaves were wet, and the trees with green branches and leaves looked as green as if they had just taken a bath. The birds sing happily on the branches, which makes people feel happy; the bees come out to collect nectar, and they fly from this bunch of flowers to that bunch of flowers. The happiest children are the children in the sun. Some of them are chasing and jumping, some are singing and dancing, and some are flying kites in the blue sky. It is another thriving picture.

Summer: Early summer is beautiful. It is another kind of beauty that is different from the bright spring. If the beauty of spring is in the blooming of hundreds of flowers, the beauty of early summer is in the blooming of all kinds of greenery. What words should be used to briefly summarize the scenery in early summer? "Green, fat, red and thin"? No, that is about flowers in late spring; "green, dark, red" - this is exactly the same! "Green" and "dark" describe the richness of green; "red" and "thin" indicate that the youth is gradually fading, but it is not completely gone. where is it? I looked around and searched, and hey, I found it. Aren't there a few small red flowers blooming in the bush of wild roses beside the ditch? But the red seems very light, so light that it is almost lonely, especially when set against the surrounding rich green, it looks even more like "late flowers are blooming faintly". Look at the green again, but it is layer upon layer, boundless, green, so deep, so green, so green that it makes people feel cold, and so green that it shines like a shower. When you stare at it for a while, it seems that the whole sky is dyed green.

Autumn: The earth puts on a golden sweater, withered yellow leaves and bright maple leaves falling down, like a few colorful butterflies flying in the air. Although the frost is coming, Grandpa Qingsong is still wearing a green robe, which makes him look even greener. In the garden, the chrysanthemums are blooming, red as fire, pink as clouds, and white as snow. They are so beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon trees have fallen, but the yellow persimmons are still hanging on the fingers, like large and small orange lanterns, and the red crabapples weigh down the branches.

Winter: The afterglow of the setting sun lazily climbs over the white and smooth skin of the mountain; it shines warmly on this quiet land, and the clouds in the sky drift by, as if following the footsteps of their companions; The warm blue jade-like lake flows slowly. There are a few small boats leaning across the lake, and a few fishing fires are faintly shining. Maybe when the scenery is too lonely, your mood will sing, and the singing will accompany the lake, and you will I brought those nostalgic past years with a little sadness, but when I turned around and wanted to leave, I saw the other side of the mountain. That is where the sun rises again. Maybe spring will come tomorrow. ! 5. A 200-word essay on the four seasons

Jiangnan is beautiful in spring. The wind is soft, the air is fresh, and the sun is warm; the wheat seedlings in the fields are like a sea, and the dotted villages are like unsinkable boats. In the intertwined and winding rivers, the willow branches sprouting buds along the river, and the reeds turned green when they were drilled out; the calm water in the rivers awakened from the purity of winter and was dressed green with the colors of nature. Cuicui.

First, the snow on the sunny slopes is melting, slowly revealing the yellow-black soil. The snow water moistens the soil and soaks last year's grass plants; the grass roots that have passed hibernation are covered by snow. Wake up and come back to life, slowly and stubbornly push away the old grass and rotten leaves, and strive to grow. At the same time, the grass seeds that were shaken down by the wind in the autumn of previous years are also wrapped in the wet soil, and their roots are growing in the grass, fighting for their lives.

This year's solar term is naturally a little later, and the butterflies are still very weak; the butterflies were so tall and straight as soon as they were born. It seems that the world is indeed sweet and pleasant.

There are only three or four white clouds in the sky that are neither big nor bulky. The swallows are playing with nailing little black pieces on the white clouds.

Nature once looked pretty and joyful in spring, like a girl looking into the future; the grass turned golden, the autumn flowers revealed their pale petals, the daisies now rarely cut through the grass with their white eyes, the colors turned thick, and the sun Already tilted, letting long shining traces of orange and sudden light slip into the woods. These traces passed quickly like the robe of the woman who said goodbye to you.

In the spring of February and March, the gentle breeze blows slightly, and the drizzle falls from the sky for no reason. Thousands of soft willows relax their yellow-green branches. Eyes, red, white, and yellow flowers, green grass, and green leaves, all rush together like people rushing to the market, forming an extremely brilliant spring. Those little swallows, such smart and cute little swallows, Then they also flew from the south and joined this wonderful spring scene, adding a lot of life and interest to the spring scenery. The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Miss Chun was so tanned that she squinted her eyes. The new green leaves and the mist in the fields are like her clothes.

With the pace of her spring, the green grass broke out of the ground, almost standing up on its feet. The climate in Xishuangbanna is like spring all year round, but spring is still the most beautiful season.

It was in the spring, on the eve of the Dai people's Water Splashing Festival, that we came to Olive Dam, known as an "emerald" in Xishuangbanna. When we set foot on this land from the boat on the Lancang River, we immediately felt as if we had arrived at a large natural tropical garden.

There are shaded areas and blooming flowers everywhere. Walking on the paths between the villages is like walking on a carefully constructed tree-lined road, with only the golden light of the sun shining through the gaps in the dense leaves.

Spring is even more late in being revealed when surrounded by thousands of mountains. The peach blossoms are still blooming there; thin clouds roam from one peak to another, sometimes stopping for a while to block the sun and teach the flowers and plants on the ground to avoid the threat of the flames in its shade.

This vine and other ferns grow in the shade under rocks and beside the bottom of mountain streams. Red, yellow, blue and purple grass dotted on the greenery.

Time is like a spinning wheel. Autumn has passed.

Winter is over. The God of Sichun came happily.

Bees and butterflies dance in groups, birds sing in groups, and various flowers are spread on the treetops. The southern country of chlorine and fluoride can no longer contain the vigorous vitality.

This is the season when thousands of trees strive for glory. What stands majestically on the distant horizon is no longer the cold winter.

Lao Ye does not have to be a stronghold, or make that tragic self-sacrifice to protect the trees from the cold winter. Here, even the winter sunshine is as bright as gold, the rain is warm and abundant, and there are inexhaustible nutrients under the surface.

Ten thousand trees are having their happy dreams like the wind. Description of Summer - Description of Summer On June 15th, it was crazy hot.

As soon as the sun came up, the ground seemed to be on fire. Some gray air that looks like clouds but not clouds, like mist but not mist floats low in the air, making people feel suffocated.

Although there are cliffs, steep walls, fountains, and grasslands here, what is even more bizarre is the glacial lake that sparkles with light. The water of the lake is blue to the bottom, and the reflection of the distant mountains is reflected on the lake surface.

In the evening when the glow is all over, you set up a tent on the grassland by the lake, light up the yellow fire, look at the stars in the clear glacial lake, and the snow-capped mountains dyed red by the yellow fire, and simply forget about midsummer. The scorching heat makes you feel like you are in a mythical world. White clouds are floating slowly in the sky, and farmers in twos and threes are working hard on the vast land.

Tender willow silk hangs low on the edge of the quiet river. The urchins by the river ruined the tranquility of the river: "Look! Look! Loach! This little clam!" The screams and laughter drifted in the morning when the flowers were in bloom, making people deeply feel the joy of summer.

Description of Autumn--Description of Autumn The autumn rain hit their faces. Piles of dark gray clouds weighed low on the earth.

It is already late autumn, and the endless trees in the forest are all bare. The old tree stands gloomily, letting the brown moss cover the wrinkles on its body. The ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had no choice but to stand there naked.

Autumn has come with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dew. The sky emits a soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to hear the song of a skylark flying high, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail.

The sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it spreads out brilliantly for a moment. So dusk.

The clear sky at the end of late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; strong white light beats in the air, like microwaves rising from the sea; patches of sorghum at the foot of the mountain are always swaying with plump ears, as if The undulating red water; and the yellowing leaves give the fields a withered color. What a beautiful autumn, here, there is no longer scorched earth and ashes, this is a prosperous land where thousands of mountain winds are covered with red carpets.

The red pine covered with elastic bark is still alive, standing proudly on the high mountain rocks, the whistle is cheering in the valley, and Bai Wang is flying slowly in the rice fields.

When the sharp west wind blows the sky higher and higher; when the shouting child on the street sees the last south-flying goose; when the boundless green grass in the vast field is swayed until the plants turn yellow - a At this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees shed their leaves.

Description of winter - description of winter. The high and vast sky is filled with stars, and the frozen stars are frozen in the eyes due to the cold and dry air. The warm sunshine is there. 6. A 200-word essay about the four seasons.

There is a small river in my hometown. It is very beautiful all year round. I praise it! In spring, the weather is warm, the riverside is full of colorful wild flowers, and the whole river becomes a river of flowers.

In the morning, women will come to the river to wash clothes. The sound of running water, the sound of scrubbing clothes, and the giggles of women merge into one, like a warm morning song· ·····Several graceful willow trees also danced gracefully when they saw this scene. In summer, the weather is getting hotter, and the trees on the river bank grow lush and green, like big green umbrellas covering the river, making the river look particularly cool.

The children are so happy now! Jumping into the river one by one, bathing, playing, swimming... In autumn, the swallows flew south, and the small river was covered with leaves. When they were blown by the wind, they fell into the river. The small river is full of leaves, like golden boats, floating with the waves.

In winter, it starts to snow. Snowflakes were flying everywhere, and both sides of the river were covered with snow, which was white.

At this time, the river was covered with thick ice. Everyone was skating, making snowmen, and having snowball fights on the river, just like in a fairy tale...ah! I love the river in my hometown and the four seasons in my hometown even more. 7. A 200-word essay about the four seasons of personification

There is a small river in my hometown. It is very beautiful all year round. I praise it!

In spring, the weather is warm, the riverside is full of colorful wild flowers, and the whole river becomes a river of flowers. In the morning, women would come to the river to wash clothes. The sound of running water, the sound of scrubbing clothes, and the giggles of women all merged into one, like a warm morning song... Several plants Seeing such a scene, the graceful willow trees also danced gracefully.

In summer, the weather is getting hotter, and the trees on the river bank grow lush and green, like big green umbrellas covering the river, making the river look particularly cool.

The children are so happy now! Jumping into the river one by one, bathing, playing, swimming...

In autumn, the swallows flew south, and the small river was covered with leaves. When they were blown by the wind, they fell into the river. inside. The small river is full of leaves, like golden boats, floating with the waves.

In winter, it starts to snow. Snowflakes were flying everywhere, and both sides of the river were covered with snow, which was white. At this time, the river was covered with thick ice. Everyone was skating, making snowmen, and having snowball fights on the river, just like in a fairy tale...

Ah! I love the river in my hometown, and I love the four seasons in my hometown even more! 8. Please describe the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter with 200 words each, preferably the same kind of scenery

Description of the Four Seasons

Spring

I love the continuous spring rain , it was she who moistened the grass, watered the willows green, and urged the primroses to bloom... telling us that spring has quietly come to us. So, the grass emerged from the ground, twisted its weak body, and looked around in novelty; the primroses quickly opened their small trumpets of spring; the willows swayed their waists and danced with the wind... The spring rain "sand" "Sand" was falling on the ground, and after the rain, the moist air mixed with soil rushed towards our faces. The flowers are redder, the trees are greener, the sky is bluer, the sun is warmer, and even the earth has become colorful! Spring rain is hope, then spring is the cultivator of hope.

Summer

Summer is finally free and unrestrained, so free and unrestrained that there is no restraint at all. Just like a blue, lively, rippling water, it soaks wherever it can occupy. Follow the shape of the object without leaving any trace. Now summer is like water, bringing the richest enthusiasm of summer, soaking the whole earth with people's sweat. The rain is no longer reserved. Of course, heavy rain is not a problem. However, when the dance of the autumn girl begins to When the skirt was fluttering, she quietly took it off again, leaving only Miss Qiu.

Qiu

Qiu is a reserved girl. Her arrival made Maple Leaf blush with shame; her arrival made Daozi hang his head humbly; her arrival made the earth poetic and picturesque.

Autumn came, and she changed everything. She turned the originally lush trees into dead branches and leaves, as if they had just fought a defeat. Sister Rose looked sad because of her arrival, and even she She also took off her favorite bright red short skirt. Of course, Sister Chrysanthemum will not be sad because she loves autumn. Because of the arrival of autumn, she even wore a long golden skirt and danced the peacock dance!

Dong

Dong is a ruthless man. He brings the cold, scares away the animals, and forces the children to hide and have no choice but to ** * Wearing heavy cotton-padded jackets, at school, after class, the playground lacks the laughter of children in the past. Everyone just huddles up in the classroom, wrapping up everything they can to cover their bodies. Some people I wish I could wrap my head up too! Dong, another beautiful big sister, on the morning of early winter; Sister Dong covered the earth with a mysterious veil with a faint morning mist. When she took off the veil, the sun slowly rose from the east again, It shines with soft light and dyes the white clouds light red, oh! It turns out that it was Sister Dong who put makeup on herself! However, winter still has one word - "cold".

Guangdong Experimental Middle School Shunde School

Li Zhuoyun, Class 13, Grade 1

Tutor: Lao Shaoli

I wrote it myself , take a look 9. An essay on the four seasons of the year, 200 words

The four seasons of my hometown My hometown is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and charming scenery.

In spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom and the trees grow new branches. The grass stretched and emerged from the soil.

The farmer uncle is the most industrious and is busy cultivating in the fields! In summer, the trees are lush and green, looking like a green ocean from a distance. There is a tall oak tree on the top of the mountain, with a red cloth hanging on it with the word "victory" written on it, which is used for mountain climbing competitions.

In autumn, apples are like my sister’s red face, bananas are like the crescent moon, and oranges are like small lanterns... The fruits are all ripe, and it is a scene of harvest. *** The hot sun shines on the rice fields, turning them into a golden ocean.

The farmer uncle is busiest at this time, preparing to harvest grain. In winter, the trees are covered with snow.

The creek was also frozen into ice, and many small animals hid in holes for the winter. My hometown is so beautiful! I love the four seasons in my hometown. 10. Composition describing the four seasons

Composition on the scenery of the four seasons When the spring girl came to the world with gentle steps, the grass poked out from the earth, everything in the world woke up, and the world began to be lively again , full of vitality.

In spring, the trees in the forest sprouted their tender branches, and the grass stretched its head out of the earth. I was very curious about spring. Look: the plow blossoms in the orchard are blooming, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the apricot blossoms are also blooming. There are snow-white plow blossoms and bunches of pink peach blossoms. A breeze blows, and the petals are flying all over the sky, like all kinds of flowers. Little butterflies are dancing.

In the summer, the corns grow strong and strong, and they are pregnant with babies. The babies are cute and cute, with yellow hair! The lotus flowers in the pond are also in bloom, and some of them are still hidden deep in the boudoir. The lotus leaves are like green discs, and the crystal dewdrops are rolling there, teetering. They are so naughty, as if they are rolling on the discs. They roll to the edge of the disc but do not jump off, which is so embarrassing Yuanpan became angry and swayed.

The fish is also very naughty. It is also playing at the feet of the big Yuanpan. Now it makes the big Yuanpan very busy and wants to jump up immediately to punish the naughty dew and the naughty fish. In autumn, the branches are covered with fruits, and the pear trees are unable to lift their heads under the weight of the heavy pears.

The apples are like children's faces, and they are like red lanterns hanging high on the treetops. The fields in autumn are a golden ocean, and the grains of rice have grown so full that they almost crush the straw.

Packing bags are carried on the tall corn stalks. A breeze blows by, and the undulating straw and corn sway, aren't they just like the waves on the seaside? In winter, my favorite thing is the goose-like snowflakes. When the white snowflakes fall from the sky, I can't help but run to the dam and look up at the sky.

Ah! What a nice view! Aren't they the Seven Fairies scattering golden flowers? If you close your eyes at this time and experience the scene of falling snowflakes, it seems as if you are that little snowflake. When the snow stops, I will build snowmen and have snowball fights in the snow. It is really fun.