Write a 400 word article on the scene, with scenery and feelings, and talk about it

Beautiful campus.

Our campus is a beautiful place and everyone loves it.

As soon as I walked into the school gate, I saw the long row of magnolias, which straightened their backs and protected our campus like guards. The wind blows the leaves of the magnolia trees and makes a "rustling" sound, as if smiling at us. Magnolia is an evergreen plant in all seasons, and it is dressed in green in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In spring, magnolia leaves fall and then grow new leaves, as if welcoming the arrival of the spring girl; In summer, the magnolia blooms with small yellow flowers that are half a mile long, just like wearing a flower skirt; When autumn arrives, the color of the leaves of the magnolia trees gradually deepens, as if they are preparing for winter; Winter is coming, and the children are very happy to play and frolic under the magnolia tree.

Further inside, we came to our wide lawn. The grass changes throughout the year, so let me introduce you! In the spring, the grass peeked out its head, and some new green appeared on the originally withered yellow grass; In summer, some grasses bloom beautiful little flowers, which attract bees and butterflies; Autumn has come, the grass has turned yellow again, and they are ready to sleep quietly again; Winter is coming, and every morning, the grass is covered with frost and snow, making the grass crystal beautiful!

Entering the west side of the teaching building, you will be greeted by two beautiful laurel trees. These two laurel trees are usually inconspicuous, but when autumn comes, they look noble. Why is that?

Oh! It turned out that the laurel tree was blooming! Whenever the laurel tree blooms, the whole campus is filled with fragrance.

The students were very happy to play under the tree!

Yes! How beautiful our campus is! I love our campus!

You can add some good words and sentences to write the scene, such as: Spring flowers are blooming, green trees are shady, flowers are blooming...

Golden autumn.

Time kept going on, the weather gradually cooled down, and the noisy cicadas were blown away by autumn, and in its place was the mournful chirping of crickets in the cracks of the stone slabs under the steps at night. Yes! That lovely autumn has finally arrived.

Autumn is more prosperous than spring, the spring of flowers and trees is beautiful, however, the fruitful autumn colors are full of the joy of harvest; Autumn is more colorful than summer, and although the summer with dense foliage is charming, the autumn colors of the golden leaves are more refreshing and pleasant; Autumn is more vibrant than winter, and the snowy winter is lovely, but the golden autumn with the fragrance of melons and fruits is more brilliant and gorgeous. Autumn came into the woods, and from a distance, the yellow leaves looked like flocks of golden butterflies, and they were tired of flying and landed on my shoulders, head, and feet. Brought my mind from the green summer to the golden autumn.

As soon as I turned around, a peach leaf fell beside me again, I bent down to pick it up, held it in my hand, and looked at it carefully, so special an autumn leaf! It hadn't had time to completely fade green, still emitting a strong aroma. Autumn came to the orchard, the persimmon bent down and bowed so that the branch was about to break, and the lychee sister was so fat that she tore through her clothes, revealing her bulging, white belly.

Huge apples hang all over the branches, showing a sweet smile, either shy or bold. When the autumn girl came to the farmland, the corn was happy, and it changed into a new golden dress, and grinned, showing a mouth full of golden teeth; Tomatoes put lipstick on their faces in order to make them more pretty; The potato's excitement was perhaps too high, and he burst his green mouth with a smile to reveal its yellow tongue. Autumn came to the garden, which became a paradise for chrysanthemums.

They may love the heavy gold color, so they choose to bloom their beauty in autumn. There are really many colors of chrysanthemums: yellow, pink, white.

The big flowers, the curly petals, resembled a little girl with curly hair. Linger in the chrysanthemum garden or enjoy a pot of chrysanthemums alone, and slowly revel in the fragrance. Autumn brings a golden yellow to the earth and cotton-like clouds to the blue sky.

The autumn wind, cool as water, dyed the world yellow with a hint of chill.

I love the crisp autumn season!

I love autumn with its unpretentious chrysanthemums.

I love this unique, splendid autumn scenery.

Autumn is really a harvest season, and the sounds of lawnmowers, children's laughter, and adults' laughter are all combined to form a symphony of "Golden Autumn".

Autumn is getting stronger, and you can occasionally see modern girls on the streets wearing thin, wanton summer clothes, and the hurried pedestrians are bowing their heads and speechless, and their faces are like the water of the stars, without enthusiasm. It is rare for a few fun-loving elementary school students to chase after each other, and there are a few laughs sporadically, and after the laughter, they are lonely again. It didn't add a little atmosphere, but deepened the loneliness and coldness of autumn.

The dark yellow, sporadic falling leaves in autumn, without the cold wind of the harsh winter star, and then the tragic stars flying all over the sky, there is only a feeling of slowly losing. She came slowly, but she went deep, and there were always lingering feelings.

Autumn is the season of sorrow, just like you put autumn in your heart, you will be sad, autumn has been such an incomprehensible grievance since ancient times.

Spring is a hopeful waiting, summer is a time of joyful harvest, and winter is the season of accumulation for the coming year; Only autumn is lonely and sad.

In autumn, I love the feeling of walking alone on the side of the street, savoring the loneliness of autumn, which is very heavy, but very pleasant. Especially at dusk when there is a sunset, you can enjoy the glorious red glow all the time, like a touch of red blood. It's a feeling that can only be enjoyed with the heart.

This is indeed a reward of autumn.

However, autumn is often a time of light rain, standing still in the light rain. Let the gentle rain caress every inch of my skin like a mother, and in less than a quarter of an hour, not only my body is covered with a hazy rain veil, but even my eyes and heart are filled with this autumn rain.

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Autumn in Qingdao.

Without the desolation of Ouyang Xiu's "Autumn Sound Fu", and without the fruitful writing of He Qifang, Qingdao autumn is unremarkable. But the more prosaic the autumn, the more intimate and comfortable it feels.

As the days passed, the heat was long gone, and there was only a refreshing feeling, and I didn't realize that the pace of autumn had arrived so quickly, until a cool breeze brought me a little coolness, and I felt that it was already a crisp autumn weather. Lo and behold, autumn has come to us silently.

Autumn in Qingdao doesn't have too many golden fields, but it has a mesmerizing landscape. The thin sea mist, the yellowing grass, the evergreen pines and cypresses, the faint mountains, and the houses are the scenery of this painting.

Before I reached the beach, it was a little cool, and looking at the sea in the distance, there was also a hazy fog, and the fog in the distance seemed to be covered with a thin veil. Oh, this is the autumn sea in Qingdao.

Walking into the park, this is a fiery red maple forest, the patches, rows and rows look so lovely, so full of life, all emitting light and heat. "Parking sits in love with the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. I whispered, and my heart was intoxicated, and in the other corner of the park stood the pine cypresses, who were always dressed in green all year round.

Looking at the lawn, I can't see the green of the past, but a yellowing is eye-catching.

It's raining! The continuous autumn rain wants a girl to pour out her thoughts. Let the autumn rain wet your face to the fullest, the autumn rain and the autumn wind, falling obliquely, it is really a unique flavor.

The rain stopped, and when I looked up at the sky, the blue sky was like a wash, and the mountains loomed in the sea fog, and voila, an autumn landscape painting appeared.

Without the desolation of Ouyang Xiu's "Autumn Sound Fu", without the fruitful writing of He Qifang, the autumn of Qingdao envelops you with a kind beauty.

Walking in the boulevard, it is the flowers and plants that dot your road; Walking by the stream, it is the waves that decorate your path; Walking in life, there will be a heart and a love that fills your way. Have you ever been satisfied? In every little thing, have you learned to be moved?

The singing voice hisses the true feelings of the big family, and the TV series desperately interprets the vows and mountain alliances, I think, it is not because of the lack of true feelings, but I am afraid that I don't know how to be moved. Some people may think that "moving" must of course have the amazing act of "sad husband, magnificent". This is certainly good, we are moved by the desolation and tragedy of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone and will never return"; We are moved by the love of "ten years of life and death, without thinking, and unforgettable"; We are also moved by the sacrifice of his life for the country that "no one has died since ancient times, and he has left his heart to take care of his sweat".

However, life does not have thrilling events every day, does it mean that life is empty? No, "seemingly ordinary is the most bizarre". True beauty often lies in the ordinary, and we are even more moved by this.

Rodin once said: "Events are not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery." "We shouldn't just focus on the results and not care about the bits and pieces that make up our lives

At the intersection of the endless river, the other end of the blind man's crutch was pulled up, and he was led straight past the sound of the car whistle, and then disappeared into the sea of people without noticing, at this time, my heart was warming, what about the blind man? Wouldn't this hanging be something she was moved by? In the bleak autumn wind, an elderly couple walked in the sunset, they slowly stopped, one of them held his knees, slowly squatted down, pulled the zipper of his coat for his wife, and slowly got up, supporting each other and walking together on the dusk road.

At this time, a warm current welled up in my heart. What about them? In their psyche, it is also an unforgettable touch!

Isn't this kind of feeling of "holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son" enough to move people? ......We have gone through life in this bit by bit, and we have tasted life in this touch. I remember a prisoner who was desperate for life, and he thought in prison:

If I can provoke any words of praise from me, I will live. After thinking about it for three days, I remembered that the teacher in kindergarten had said that the duck he pinched was "a little ugly, but quite innovative." It was this insignificant sentence that deeply touched a heart's heart and became the reason for him to live.

Therefore, the more moved, the more hope. The road is at your feet, hope is ahead, collect that little bit of touch, it will become your lifelong wealth. True love accompanies the heart to spend together, bit by bit of life, as long as you have a heart, you will find the beauty of the world.

Learn to move, and beauty will fill your life.

Autumn view of the campus.

Late autumn arrived, and when I walked into the empty campus, a cold wind blew.

Come, it makes people feel a chill.

In autumn, the campus is still glorious and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; The flower seems to not know that late autumn has come, and it still blooms fragrantly, and still attracts bees with its fragrance; The butterfly is still dancing on campus, still attracting the attention of students with its beautiful figure.

A few yellow leaves fell from the trees in the flower beds of the campus, and the air in which people breathed condensed into milky white heat.

Although it is late autumn, the sun still works every day, giving the plants enough light and heat to allow them to grow well in the cold late autumn.

The trees on campus sway in the wind from time to time; sometimes standing still; From time to time, a few poor leaves fell from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of the greenery in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still blooming, and the bees are still busy collecting nectar, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.

The sky in late autumn is unusually solemn and hearty, after self-study, the sky is dark, which makes people feel very mysterious, and there are a few stars in the high sky to embellish, making people guess: other stars have gone to **?

I love late autumn, this crisp sky, and this season with a hint of coolness!

It exudes a refreshing fragrance, revealing novelty in the unchanged.

You see. Some people often say: "The remnant sun is like blood", try their best to burn themselves, it is like a proverb that has been passed down through the ages, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

He exchanged his life for a word of advice to human beings, pregnant with hope, surprising, making people feel more and more cold, bringing people endless illusions, and making people climb to the top of the unknown pagoda with a fierce desire.

It is like mushrooms after a rain, plum in the snow, which makes people full of strength to fight forward.

Hoping to adopt it, it slowly rose, and the daily morning sun slowly collapsed like sand, but inadvertently became a round of red sun on the head. What he is trying to tell us may be that "time is like an arrow."

The sun-drenched place is full of life and leaves a lasting impression. It wants to drive away all darkness with light, but this is a false proposition. Light and darkness are always friends and foes.

The sunrise has passed. A ray of sunlight pierces the cracks of darkness, and if the world is full of sunshine and smiles, who can refuse them. It is like a colorful pagoda, which means giving.

At the beginning of the day, I looked into the distance and said, the reeds in the water made a circle of ripples, and the light in the water was as brilliant as yesterday. I thought, thank you! , the sky is dyed pink, the stars in the sky are faint, representing a new life, to fulfill its duty to shine on all things, the chrysanthemum of autumn, the clear lotus of summer, the dazzling light like tentacles to explore this originally chaotic world.

After knowing that it was safe, because it was full of the brilliance of human nature, the bright moonlight was hazy like a lake, all of which announced that the earth would be turned upside down, but at this time it was so calm, giving people endless enlightenment sunrise, indeed, the bright red color can indeed make people smell the smell of blood. Then I say that the morning sun is like sand.