Grade 7 essay, help write a few

The seasons are nostalgic for the past, and the seasons always sing like songs. When spring comes, there is a scenery of "peach dying"; When summer comes, there is the vitality of "little lotus only shows sharp corners"; When autumn approaches, there will be the poetry of "a crane in the clear sky and a row on the clouds"; When winter approaches, there will be the charm of "the window contains the snow of Xiling".

What kind of fun should that be, what kind of life should it be?

There are four seasons to accompany you forward, the road of life is colorful, all the way to the bee busy butterfly dance, all the way to the fragrance of flowers.

And now? High-rise buildings rise from the ground, so the spring grass has no place to stand; The land is cemented, and the summer streams have no flowing beds; The cleaners swept diligently, and the fallen leaves in autumn had no place to return to their roots; There are more snowplows, and the snow in winter has no melting home.

There are more chimneys in the factories, more tall trees, wider avenues, and no quiet paths in the mountains.

Oh, how pitiful we are. No matter how cold or hot it is, there is always an air conditioner to regulate the indoor temperature. The office seems to be called "spring all year round", but you don't see how dirty the air inside is!

An actor must wear a winter padded jacket in the hot summer sun and smile at the camera, looking "very warm". Outside, it was snowing heavily, and she had to wear cool summer clothes to perform on stage to show the taste of summer.

Poor man!

The seasons are so out of place for them. The seasons tried to approach them with great difficulty, but some of them waved their hands and opened the seasons.

Some people learn from the pursuit, the pursuit of wealth, the pursuit of status and fame, so they hate the four seasons, as long as they can wear suits and leather shoes all year round, the scenery is beautiful. These are the people who should be abandoned by the season!

However, the vast majority of people are pitiful. They love the seasons, but their work schedule doesn't have time to meet and play with the seasons. They were forced to leave the season.

Can you not pity them?

When will there be a time like Li Qingzhao to "fight, fight, and startle a shoal of gulls and herons" with his friends; When will you have the opportunity to go to the edge of the Wilderness Bridge to enjoy the refreshment of "slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return"?

Cities are being built one after another, so why not give the seasons a space for them to make their homes in the city? Don't just let the season pass through the rice fields, let the season be with people in the city.

Nostalgic for the past, looking forward to tomorrow. I hope that tomorrow, the season will take root in the city, blossom, and sing like a song.

Describe more beautifully, and then use more figures of speech such as metaphors, analogies, and personifications. Take a look at a few essay anthologies to add to your beautiful sentences and paragraphs.

It's so easy to write about the scene, first the shape, then the color, then the change, then the extension, and all of this is simply beautiful.