Spring Festival composition 300 words

It's raining today, and raindrops are shining. I like the raindrops outside, because they are crystal clear, and every drop is like an elf, but my parents won't let me go out, and I'm annoyed. I like playing with Xiaoyu very much. If I can go out, I will jump for joy. I must touch them with my hands and sing and dance with them. I will be very happy!

I was moved by Xiaoyu's selfless dedication. He helped the farmer's uncle to farm without asking for anything in return ... How I wish I could become a Xiaoyu, water the arid land with them, water the flowers and trees together, purify the air together, and be a cleaner of nature, making nature cleaner, more beautiful and the air fresher. Everything you see through it is pure, such as your pure heart!

I believe I will become good friends with Xiaoyu!

Xiaoyudian, I love you!

snow

When winter comes, white clouds turn into snowflakes and fly to the earth, calmly and peacefully floating down. They quietly fall under the eaves, branches, land and people's clothes. At this time, it is no longer arrogant, but becomes approachable.

It's snowing. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky. Soon, it became a silver world. The ground became a snow blanket, the house was covered with cotton wool, the trees in Na Tong were covered with pear blossoms, and the cypress and bamboo branches were covered with snowballs and silver bars. From a distance, at least, Yushu is full of beautiful branches, silver makeup and jade, full of poetry and painting. What a white and flawless city! The snow is spinning and falling, just like someone accidentally broke the jade. Broken jade flies and changes steps. After a while, the earth was covered with silver, and the dead trees turned into emerald corals. It snows heavily, like goose feathers. They quietly and slowly descended from the sky, dotted with everything, like little angels coming to earth. They covered the ground with thick quilts and decorated the house with silver. Snow fell on the tree, clusters, like a squirrel's big tail, fluffy and heavy; The road is even more beautiful, like a long belt. People stepped on it and giggled as if playing a symphony. It snowed harder and harder, and the whole world turned white. Houses, trees, fields and mountains are all dressed up.

Because of the arrival of snow, children are boiling, streets are busy, and snow brings infinite vitality to the earth. Snow is beautiful both in appearance and in heart! I love snow, I love this beautiful snow!

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is 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 doesn't make you cold", 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 it.

I am happy among flowers and young leaves. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang a melody, echoing 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 colors of spring are 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 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 its color?

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?

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.

That cold love still exists, but there is no lack of 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 like 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 humid air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and the warm spring breeze blew head-on. Spring rain is the cultivator of life.

Love the birds in spring, love all lovely creatures full of vitality, especially the lovely swallows. I often look for them on the steel wire, because they are like small and exquisite notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp"

Every spring, in my hometown, I will walk on a high hillside, looking at the rushing spring water in the river, looking at the green jungle on the other side and the village completely submerged in peach blossoms. While enjoying the beautiful scenery, I breathe the fresh breath of spring and feel the beating pulse of spring. Ah! Such a vibrant spring!

Ah! Spring makes the earth look brand new. Spring is called all love, which brings joy and hope to mankind and urges us to make progress.

Spring often makes me think. People always regard spring as a symbol of life and hope, and our children are also called "Spring of the Motherland".

We are the life of the motherland, and we are the future spring of the motherland.

I'm looking forward to it. I'm finally looking forward to it. Spring is finally here!

She came lightly with life and hope. She walked all the way over mountains and rivers. She has worked hard! But she can't stop for a moment, so she can't wait to pounce on mountains, rivers and plains ... wherever she goes, there is unparalleled vitality.

I like the cold but warm early spring breeze. It is it that gently awakens the earth, and the earth that has slept for a winter happily opens its sleepy eyes. Then, the seeds of hope are sown. Spring breeze is the messenger of life.

I like the continuous spring rain. It is it that awakens the grass, moistens the willows and blooms the primrose, telling us that spring has come. The grass came out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow swaying waist, dancing with the wind; Primula shouted, "Good spring, tick, tick."

After the rain, the humid air mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and the harmonious wind came on. Therefore, the spring rain is the cultivator of life!

I like spring-

I like the chirping of birds and frogs in spring, and I also like all lovely and energetic creatures, especially the lovely swallows. I often look for them on the wires. They are like delicate notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp"

Every time I come to Songhua River in spring, I walk on the high bank of Songhua River and the rushing spring water of Wangjiang, looking at the green jungle on the other side, breathing the incomparable refreshing breath of spring and feeling the violent pulse of spring. Ah, it's so comfortable!

Look again, over the beach of Sun Island, the kite fluttered, and the spring breeze sent it high and far, without legs or hands, and gradually melted into the light blue sky.

Spring often makes me think: people always regard spring as a symbol of life and hope, and our children are also called "the spring of the motherland".

We are the life and hope of our motherland.

Grandpa Dongse sent away the cold of the earth, and Miss Chun came to the world with light steps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, just like a vivid painting.

The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand.

With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass broke through the ground and dived out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere.

In this warm season, in the Woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; Everyone refuses to compromise. Red, yellow, white and purple flowers really look like a beautiful big flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey and fly around in mid-air.

In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.

The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.

How can the sky be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying freely and soaring. What a refreshing sight!

Ah, everything in spring is full of vitality.

Ah, spring is so beautiful! Let's feel the beauty of nature with our heart.

Spring is a season full of vitality, but also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.

Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers also attracts many "working people"-bees, who are always tirelessly pollinating rape flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed immediately surges up with undulating "golden waves". From a distance, it's really beautiful!

Spring is the season people yearn for, and people always make their own plans in this season. As the saying goes: "A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning." It tells us that one year's wishes should be planned in spring, and the heaviest time of the day is in the morning. In spring, people start farming, transplanting rice seedlings and planting trees. Migratory birds also migrated from the south to the north, cheering for the farmers working in the fields. Some birds stand on tall trees, some simply stand on the ridge, and some stand on the staff. It is this that makes the farmers in the field happy and everything is very lively.

In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep. The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes. At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere, just like a watercolor painting.

In the bleak and monotonous winter, I always look forward to the arrival of spring. May the grass grow and the warblers fly, and the silk carpet brush the embankment. Her thousand trees and flowers are like brocade and blue waves (easy), and her bluegrass moistens things like crisp; I hope her spring scenery is full of flowers and red like rain.

Now, spring has come. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have almost exhausted all beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.

Spring warms the heart and spleen. "If you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you won't feel cold when you blow your face."

Spring, fleeting, "Hua Lin Xie Chunhong, too hasty." Therefore, "there are flowers that can be folded straight, so don't wait for the flowers to decline."

In spring, the weather is cool and humid. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near."

The cold wind crossed the border, and the sky was frozen into ice, and the vast expanse was pale. The sky is white, boundless white, spreading far away. As white as death.

Ruthless wind, tearing the bare forest, it is noisy and growling, and it wants to declare war on the world. The lost leaves were quickly rolled up by the strong wind and circled around the whole forest.

The sunshine is gone forever. The sun is not as hot, bright red and a little pale as it is in summer. It's incredibly cold. Try that the sun at this time can only bring light to the earth, but the warmth no longer exists.

People on the road are in a hurry and never stop. Occasionally, a speeding car scared several sparrows in the forest.

The same is true of animals, who come and go in a hurry for food in winter. All the geese have flown to the south, all the ants have prepared food for the winter, and all the bears have dug their hibernation caves, so everything seems very tense.

The water vapor on the lake has frozen into a fog. The thin milky fog on the lake is beautiful, but it is also dangerous, because passers-by in the morning may plunge into the cold lake because they can't tell the pedestrians on the lake from the pedestrians on the road. ...

Several cold plums have blossomed on the plum tree, as white as snow. No wonder they are confused with snow. I have heard for a long time that plum blossoms are in full bloom, but when I see them today, I am amazed and sorry for them: loneliness is inevitable in Xue Hai, but it disappears quietly in bloom. I'm a loner.

A snowflake, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, really, finally, with the white winter, the world becomes pale.

In the winter morning, I opened my eyes and found a vast beauty outside the window: the earth was dressed in silvery white, the branches were not inferior, and I wore a salt-white hat. What a snowy world!

I walked into the snow unconsciously, and there was a child's voice outside: "How white!" " ""Come and play with the snow! "Looking for fame, I saw a group of children in red and green clothes rolling in the snow. His snowball fights and snowmen are really interesting.

The snow is still falling. It's fragrant flowers, all wearing translucent hexagonal hats, but each has different delicate patterns, which are better than the window grilles cut by grandma for the New Year. They jumped and danced, gently Ying Ying, so relaxed, as if they were jumping in Swan Lake.

The scenery in Guilin is the best in the world, not bad. Delicate mountains and rippling water are really rare in the world.

At the moment, I am sitting on the boat, moving backwards with the mountain, moving forward slowly with the breeze blowing on my face and the ripples of water waves.

There are mountains on both sides of the river, some high, some steep, some steep and some slow. Although these mountains are not as steep as Huashan Mountain or as beautiful as Jinwushan Mountain, they have a unique and unspeakable beauty. Probably because there are mountains all around. The mountains are close to each other, but they look loose. Although the number is large, it seems to follow certain rules. Although ordinary, countless ordinary mountains are connected together and extraordinary. Coupled with the water flowing in the mountains, it seems to be in a poetic landscape.

The water is clear and swift, with one or two eddies from time to time. As the ship moves forward, there will be one or several ripples on the water and it will move forward slowly. Sometimes you can see fish swimming in the water, but that's only for a moment. These seemingly bland, but add a bit of life to this big picture, so that the beauty of moving and static is integrated. No matter what it is, living is the most beautiful.

The wind is refreshing, flickering. The cool breeze always blows away too much heat, irritability and missing. Sometimes it makes water surface, causing waves. When it's really "the breeze blows on your face, the water waves are quiet." The wind is not very strong, not very small, just the right size, giving people a feeling of "blowing willow wind without chilling" The wind is not very cold, but it is cool. He gives people a cool feeling and makes people forget where they are now.

Whether viewed from a distance or from a distance. No matter from the big picture, there is still a tiny detail. Whether it is the overlapping of dozens of mountains, the shaking of a tree in the mountains, the shape of a stone. Whether it's the endless river, the occasional whirlpool on the water surface, or the fish jumping out of the water in an instant, it gives people a good feeling.

This mountain, this water, this wind, and this scenery are crowded into your eyes at the same time, which is really overwhelming. Every scene, no matter where, always makes people feel fresh. It is refreshing to see mountains with different shapes and ups and downs. Seeing the spacious water surface and the faint waves rippling will make people's brains wide open. Facing the general scenery, do you need to talk more and do more? Enjoy it quietly!

I remember this moment when I was eight years old. It was a spring night. I suddenly woke up and opened my eyes. I saw the room was full of moonlight, very quiet, and there was no sound. The warm air is filled with the fragrance of pear and honeysuckle. I got out of bed, crept out of the room and closed the door behind me. My mother is sitting on the doorstep. She looked up and saw me and smiled. One hand took me to sit next to her, and the other hand held me in my arms. The whole village was silent, and the lights in the neighboring houses were turned off. The moonlight is so bright. In the distance, about a mile away, the forest is dark. The watchdog came running to us on the lawn, lying comfortably under our feet, stretching and leaning his head under his mother's coat. We stayed like this for a long time, and no one made a sound. However, it is not so quiet in that dark forest-rabbits and squirrels, opossums and chipmunks, all of them are jumping and laughing there; In the field, under the shade of the garden, flowers and trees are quietly growing. Those red peach blossoms and white pear blossoms quickly dispersed and dispersed, leaving the first ripe fruits; Those wild plum trees will grow around them like lanterns. Wild plums are sour and sweet because they have been roasted by the sun and blown by the wind and rain. There is also the green melon vine, with pumpkin-like flowers and full of honey, waiting for the arrival of bees in the morning, but before long, you will see melons instead of these flowers. Ah, in this boundless silence, the mysterious thing of life can neither be touched nor heard. Only nature's omnipotent, gentle and lovely hand is stroking it-it is moving, it is growing, it is growing. An eight-year-old child certainly doesn't think so much. Maybe he doesn't know that he is immersed in this endless peace. However, when he saw a star hanging on the top of the cedar tree, he was also fascinated; When he heard an imitation bird singing in the moonlight, he felt an indescribable joy. He felt very safe and comfortable when his hand touched his mother's arm. Life is moving, the earth is turning and rivers are flowing. All this may make him puzzled, or it may make him vaguely realize that this is life and this is the best moment.

The sun father-in-law is still reluctant to stay in the horizon, and people refuse to go; The night god was in a hurry, gave him a push, pushed him down the mountain, and pulled the black quilt conveniently, so the night came. I enjoyed the cool on the balcony alone, lying on the bamboo bed, smelling the fragrant aroma of cordate telosma beside me, and began to observe the unpredictable sky intently. Look at the twinkling stars in the sky that day, like a pair of naughty and clever little eyes, as if flashing health and happiness. A glimmer of hope. I don't know when, the moon is like a shy little girl, shyly sticking out a little head from behind a dark cloud, looking at it quietly, making sure there is no movement, then turning around and appearing in the sky. Suddenly, a meteor flew by, and he cut through the sky like a sword; Suddenly disappeared from under my nose. I opened my eyes wide, but I couldn't even find the shadow of the meteor. I was intoxicated by this beautiful summer night and fell asleep unconsciously. Woke up the next day, it was already dawn. However, the beautiful scenery and sweet dreams I saw last night are still hovering in my mind.

What a beautiful winter! I opened the door and walked out of the house. I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky. A small snowflake fell on my face. It kissed me and melted happily. Ah! The earth is like a white world, the roof is white, the trees are white ... The river is frozen, look! Many trees are too cold to stand, only tall and green pine trees and plum trees are not afraid of cold. This reminds me: there are some plums in the corner, and Ling cold is alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. Do you think so?

Winter is really fun! I made a snowman and had a snowball fight with some children. Let's pile two snowballs together and put our eyes, hands, nose and mouth on them. In this way, we made two chubby, simple and lovely snowmen together.

The snowball fight began. We hid behind the snowman and made snowballs with snow to hit each other. I always hit another snowman on the head. Ha ha! The snowman's head fell off! They had nowhere to hide, and I hit them all at once and turned them into moving snowmen. ...

Winter is really beautiful and fun. I love winter forever!

7. Miss Chunfeng came quietly. She blew away the colorful flowers and green willows on the shore and wrinkled the clear river ... but at the same time, Miss Chunfeng also blew away the wintersweet in our campus.

Wintersweet tree's branches are brown, and the bare branches sway from side to side in the cold wind, which inevitably looks ugly. A few pale yellow flowers hung on the branches and tottered, and a breeze blew. They shook a few times and reluctantly left his home. After turning their heads in the air, they flew to the arms of Mother Earth.

Although wintersweet tree looks ugly now, it has had its moments of glory in the past. In the cold winter, wintersweet tree is so full of vitality and the flowers are so fragrant! Formed a warm family and danced on the branches. Ah, wintersweet is not as charming as a rose, as gorgeous as a gem flower and as elegant as a peony flower ... but it has the characteristics of jade, purity and selflessness!

From wintersweet tree, I thought of our teacher. A batch of plum blossoms fell, which is equivalent to the teacher sending away a class of students; Wintersweet tree gave all the nutrition to Chimonanthus praecox, which means that the teacher taught us all his knowledge. Wintersweet tree's honest and selfless dedication is the spirit of teachers ... You see, isn't wintersweet tree the best explanation for teachers?

Wintersweet tree, since ancient times, many poets have praised it and left great poems! His noble qualities will remain in the hearts of the world forever! I praise you, wintersweet tree!

There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and this is what happened to me today.

It's very hot today, and I'm sweating after playing with some friends for a while. So we went to the shop opposite Uncle Li to buy popsicles. As soon as we walked in, we saw many people shopping. My little friend and I were about to join the "long queue" of shopping. Uncle Li greeted us and indicated that we didn't have to wait in line and went straight in.

Those adults also gave way, and I thought to myself: there is true love everywhere in the world! When everyone chose the popsicle they wanted, Xu Tong, who was in charge of money, suddenly shouted, "Ah! How is that possible? Why is there a big hole in your pants? The money is gone! "

Uncle Li in the shop looked straight into our eyes, clearly full of trust and concern. The boss thought for a moment and kindly said to us, "Nothing, take it to eat!" " ! No money! Then, with a fierce expression, he scanned the crowd in the store and said sternly, "I don't care about the people who steal the children's money, but don't be caught by me!" Said that the cigarette butt in his hand was crushed by him at once.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and finally they decided to donate one yuan to us each. Watching adults donate money, our eyes are filled with tears of happiness. There is truth everywhere in the world, which is true! When my friend and I walked out of the store with money, I suddenly felt something stuffed into my pocket. When I looked at it, it turned out to be a stolen wallet and a piece of paper. There were several big words written on the paper: I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me!

Looking at this note, we burst into tears again. Yes, there are true feelings everywhere in the world, which makes the world full of love!

We took the stuffing and dough and started making them. I picked up the dough, put the stuffing in, squeezed it, and the stuffing popped out, as if to say, "Hey, it's good to squeeze inside, but it's good outside." I thought: I won't let you stick your head out, I'll put you on some stuffing! Think about it before you make it, but once the stuffing is put away, it will be difficult to close it. You have to paint it before it can be completely closed. I want to learn from my mother's bag, but it's too late. My mother is three or four ahead. I thought about it and made one up, but it looks like a fat doll wearing a broken straw hat, which is really wrong. I made a few more, but they were all the same. I saw jiaozi wrapped by my mother like a mighty general, many times better than mine! This is a whale and an ant. I was a little discouraged but thought: no, self-confidence is the secret of success! So I made another one with "rotten clothes" in front. The one in the back is beautiful. Well, it is also the "best" in jiaozi.

Hey, the first time I bought jiaozi, I felt really deep! Through this, I think: I will do as much housework as possible in the future to reduce the burden on my family. score points