How to Write an Essay on Spring Comes from Winter, 600 Words 5

In early winter, it retains the poignancy of autumn, with a little vicissitudes of winter, quietly invisibly. I crouched over the lattice, through the bright glass, and could not help but silently read about this unique season

In fact, the early winter is not too cold, although it has already arrived "light snow", but the weather is still clear, the sky is high and far-reaching, not immaculate, but it can be called clean. In the windless afternoon, the sun shines warmly on the body, showing no chill, and the sun passes before our eyes, showing us the distance of life. The scenery on the earth is gray and yellow, and it always makes people feel that winter has not yet come.

The dry maple leaves have turned from pale yellow to deep red, and the wild chrysanthemums at the foot of the mountain still stubbornly express their orange yellow. Only on the harvested land were a few uncut corn barley plants that made a loud noise under the blowing of ......the north wind

On an early winter morning, there was a thick white fog, and from the thin place, the fog had frosted. After being pruned by the autumn wind, the sparse willows and withered poplars suddenly become pink and jade, and the demeanor is lovely. The lake is vast and steaming.

The frosty sky sets off the nearby mountains more and more clearly and quietly. The withered grass on the side of the road, topped with a layer of soft new frost, became so white and mysterious. The thousands of branches in front of me were as dry and hard as iron, without poetry, but they were new overnight, charming and charming, quiet as a virgin.

The thick and uniform frost powder reminds me of Lin Daiyu's purity. I am amazed by the wonder of nature! At this time, everything has an extra layer of white frost marks, and it melts into the frost.

Frost, which is faint and quiet, smears a white rhyme for the early winter, allowing me to taste poetry and feel the beauty of life at the same time.

The cold in winter is actually the wind. A windless day is quiet and warm. When the north wind blows, it is like a wolf howling, like a tiger's roar, dust, fallen leaves, and dullness, as if they were all raging and trembling because of the north wind.

Everything is conceived in the midst of hardship, and there is opportunity. While the north wind is blowing, it may bring some light snow to decorate this charming early winter.

Early winter, not as sacred and solemn as midwinter, not as good as the golden autumn to give people the joy of harvest, however, it carries a unique beauty, let me nostalgia. It reminds me of the warmth of the sun, a bright smile and a youthful youth. Winter represents the need for a life experience, a commitment to faith in difficult times.

In fact, only after experiencing dryness and glory, heat and cold, will it present a beautiful charm. The early winter in front of you has a different taste and a unique poetry.

Slowly close my eyes, the early winter outside the window has been read, but the early winter in my heart has yet to be read, it has become an eternity, let me be nostalgic for a long time......

Winter goes to spring, this is really an all-encompassing and symbolic phrase. It is not only the melting of ice and snow in nature, the growth of grass and the flight of warblers, but also a new day, a new year, a new chapter and a new hope in life. It can be big or small, virtual or real.

In the warm hearts of the people, winter to spring, we sighed a lot, and felt that there must be hope on the road ahead.

It was a normal day in May.

In the classroom, children are reading; At home, my mother is thinking about today's recipe; On the street, the next-door neighbor is chatting with friends ......But, everything came too fast.

The roaring earth frantically opened its mouth in the snow basin and devoured countless lives that were fresh a second ago; The billowing dust and smoke came overwhelmingly, locking the powerless sunlight and the hearts struggling under the violent trembling; The land of Shushan Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, looks sadly at the children who are suffering under their feet. The fragmented thoughts have not yet been put together, and the blank eyes may never see the faces of their loved ones again. Frightened, frightened, tears didn't have time to flow.

Helpless, helpless, I wish you all the best in heaven.

I watched this shocking scene from the TV, and even my breath became sour. Ruins and broken walls, broken families, and the scene after ** blurred the eyes of many people last year.

However, at that moment, what we saw more was the warm current and condensed power of our more than one billion Chinese compatriots in an instant. This power supported the originally collapsed sky of Wenchuan, supported countless scarred hearts, supported those years of pathos, and let it flow to the next corner of Chinese history with the fresh power excavated under the haze.

It was a highly anticipated day in August.

China, Beijing, Bird's Nest, brilliant lights salute, the opening ceremony is in full swing. How many years, how many years we have been looking forward to, time with this blood-surging gift, satisfied the soul of the Chinese who have become stronger and stronger through hardships. Start, sprint, victory, China continues to leap forward, leaving a magnificent poem in the history of the Beijing Olympics.

In the eight days since, China's Olympians have won gold medals one after another. At that moment, we saw the rise of the Chinese people, the potential of the Chinese people after the disaster, and the blood of struggle, fortitude, and unity that flowed in the veins of us, the descendants of the dragon.

From May to August, from 2008 to 2009, a winter went to spring, welcoming another spring and autumn. We have experienced a cold winter - it is a terrible disaster. But don't be afraid of the shadows under your eyes, because there is sunshine behind you – endless love and unwavering faith.

Needless to say, "Winter is here, spring is not far away", because spring has come, hope has come, and challenges have come. What we, all of us, have to do is to pack our bags of courage in 2009 and embark on our own journey.

The cold and snow melt into a new scene, and the trees know that spring is in the grandeur.

The north wind was still there last night, and it wasn't the old wind.

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Six scenes from winter to spring.

One. The cold winter has quietly gone, and the long-awaited spring has gently come to our eyes. The earth began to awaken, and the sky shone brighter with sunshine; The forest seems to be sprinkled with high-quality green paint, making people want to embrace nature; I did come to the forest, but you see, under the towering trees there was a different kind of enchanting view......

Two. The quiet woods were naturally bustling, and in the trees two magpies were chirping incessantly, as if they were a pair of lovers talking about their hearts; The spring breeze came, hitting the leaves, and the leaves fluttered in the wind, as if they were dancing and singing: "Spring is in **!"

Spring is in**! Spring is in my hometown!! ”

Three. As he walked, a small stream that was not wide appeared in front of him. The stream flowed "rattling", and the small fish swam leisurely in the water; Look at the crab, coming in and out under the rock, as if it were playing tricks, and as if it was afraid of revealing its hiding place, a funny picture.

Life is here forever!

Four. In the morning, the sky was bright, and the dew lay on the green leaves, and the water in the river did not make a sound, and it was very silent. But this calm was soon shattered.

Look at! An ant was struggling to carry something bigger than himself. Behind the little ants, there is also a huge team, more straight than the line, as if they have been specially trained, they all carry food on their backs, swaying, as if singing the "March of Progress".

Five. The spring breeze was blowing, warm people's hearts, and the peasant uncles came to the fields with great enthusiasm. At the moment, I am only happy about two things, the first is that they can finally plant the seedlings in the ground, and they will definitely have a good harvest in the future.

The second is to be happy with nature and the earth to give them such a good environment to work in.

Six. Spring is in full bloom, we take our beloved kites and fly them on this vast land, tie our troubles to the kites, put our unhappiness on the kites, and let them drift with the wind to a place where there are no humans. Lying in the green grass, looking at the sky, I fantasize that I can fly freely in the sky like a kite.

At the end of winter, when the weather was getting colder and colder, I wrapped myself tightly in my black coat and looked up at the sky, which was the same gray color again. Trees that shed their leaves in autumn. Now all that was left was the bare trees stretching out towards fill in the gap.

I buried my head in my coat and continued to hurry in the wind.

Fortunately, I had breakfast, or I would have died of cold. I think.

When you come to the classroom, you can only see 3 or 4 people rushing to do their homework, and it's no wonder that getting up in the morning in winter can be a very challenging action, and who doesn't want to hide in a warm bed? Take off your coat and put it on a chair, and then, dig out the incomplete homework from the drawer and dance to join the ranks of rushing homework. However, the writing was almost crooked, and it turned out that the hand had already stiffened.

He put down his pen, sighed, and rubbed his hands.

When I was in class, I didn't know why I felt a little sleepy and wanted to sleep. But when he saw that the teacher was spitting and talking, and he was embarrassed to yawn, he turned his head to look at the white clouds outside the window. In fact, it is difficult to see, unlike in the summer, when you look at the clouds outside the window and drift by peacefully, and time is pacing slowly outside the window, so that some years are wasted in vain.

Classes are over. The teacher will definitely assign homework, and whenever we hear too much homework, we will scream and scream, and then pretend to be very serious and bargain with the teacher.

But homework can't be escaped after all.

I spent the rest of the class drowsily, and as soon as the bell rang for the end of the last class, the people who were about to move seemed to get a unified code, and halfway through Mr Chen's shouting of the word "xia" after the end of class, I only saw the remaining desks and chairs that had been knocked crooked, and a few people who were fellow students from other cities with me.

It's just a holiday today.

Alas, in fact, I really want to go home, go back to see my one-month-old brother, and listen to my mother, he looks very much like me. But how long will it take to go back? A month.

Kain crossed his index and middle fingers, then flicked them on my head and said, "Homesick again?" Then, with a wicked smile on his face.

Well. Yes. ”

An understatement.

As I weaved through the crowd of people carrying large bags and small bags, I could capture the joy on their facial expressions. But there was a look of helplessness on my face.

The time is towards the end of December.

Everything around is starting to turn white with frost, and the temperature drops quickly.

Everyone looks extra bloated after putting on their winter clothes. Walks like a clumsy penguin, so cute.

The pantry at the end of the school corridor becomes popular every winter, and when it's time for class to end, everyone goes there to change the hot water into the thermos.

The year is coming to an end soon. It seems that we are not ready for 2010-1-1. However, now when I close my eyes, I can hear the voice of 2010 walking towards me step by step.

Hehe. Winter solstice, late winter. - The end of the winter solstice.

In fact, the early winter is not too cold, although it has already arrived "light snow", but the weather is still clear, the sky is high and far-reaching, not immaculate, but it can be called clean. In the windless afternoon, the sun shines warmly on the body, showing no chill, and the sun passes before our eyes, showing us the distance of life. The scenery on the earth is gray and yellow, and it always makes people feel that winter has not yet come.

The dry maple leaves have turned from pale yellow to deep red, and the wild chrysanthemums at the foot of the mountain still stubbornly express their orange yellow. Only on the harvested land were a few uncut corn barley plants that made a loud noise under the blowing of ......the north wind

The cold comes and the summer goes by, and the seasons change. Everyone has their favorite season, and in my mind, spring and winter leave me with lingering memories.

Harbin in winter is a world of ice and snow. When you walk into the park, you will see a beautiful scenery made of ice such as ice lanterns and ice sculptures in the park. Look at this ice castle, the city walls, towers, and beacon towers are all made of ice, and with dazzling lights, they are colorful and shining.

If you encounter a heavy snowfall day, when you walk out of the house, there is snow all over the ground, and you will take one step at a time, and the heavy snow flying in the sky is really like catkins being blown up by the wind. Then come to the square, build snowmen, have snowball fights, and the children have a good time. When I came to the river, the river was already frozen, and it was no problem to walk from the south of the Yangtze River to the north of the river.

Winter passed in the laughter of the children, and the spring girl came to the world, and with a wave of her hand, the snow melted, the ice melted, and the grass grew buds. She is really like a fairy, turning the ice and snow into the fragrance of birds and flowers. In early spring, everything is new.

The grass broke through the rocks and stretched out its little head to catch its breath and bask in the sun. Xiaohua also stuck out her little tongue. The river stretches its waist and flows slowly.

Both sides of the river bank are full of small flowers and grasses, and I like to go to the green at this time. After early spring, the small flowers grow into large flowers and compete to bloom. Red as fire, pink as sunset, white as snow.

small bees, buzzing; The little butterflies, flying and flying, were all attracted by the fragrant and beautiful flowers. There will be rain, too, and once every four or five days. The spring rain washed everything.

The drizzle of hair, like a needle, like a filament, is densely woven diagonally. "The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning" Everyone is busy in the morning of spring.

The spring doll is rejuvenated and growing.

The spring girl is smiling, smiling, and walking.

Winter goes to spring, and we grow up day by day.