Essay Title: A scene. Requirements: 500 words

A scene of rain. In the hazy sleepiness, the sound of the rain is like a melodious piano sound, penetrating the ears. Only this ethereal sound of rain can be so attractive, making everything in the world silent, quietly listening to the notes of the sky, and pursuing the poetry in the rain curtain.

When listening to the rain, the summer insects are not chirping, and quietly hide in the grass. The eyes full of thick green have lost the savagery of summer, like a graceful bride, in the thin rain and mist, the green is gentle, pure, and soft. The blooming red shuo held the crystal raindrops, like a charming girl looking at the world ...... in the rain shyly

When listening to the rain, the weeping willows in the mist are like beautiful and moving fairies, gently hanging down the branches, turning into ethereal bamboo flutes, and letting the sound of heaven slide softly into the heart. The wind is not running wildly, gently shuttling between the branches and leaves, the fresh thick green swaying with the wind, and the crystal sliding down in an instant, broken without a trace......

When listening to the rain, on the field road and on the Qianmo Avenue, beautiful umbrella flowers quietly bloom in the rain and mist. Bright, light, laid-back, or busy......The soul under the umbrella flower may no longer be impetuous, but any quiet is only a temporary enjoyment of life, the pursuit is endless, the footsteps in the rain never stop, hope is still there, tomorrow is still ......

When it rains, let's enjoy the peace in the depths of our hearts and experience the softness in the loneliness. Therefore, we can say with a smile and comfort: "The impetuous soul and the hustle and bustle of the world all come to quietly listen to the sound of nature, and they all come to quietly taste this exquisite and fresh." ”

Standing on the window lattice, listen to the raindrops play the softness in the ordinary, the poetry in the ordinary, and the magical ...... in the ordinary

The rain came quietly, bringing with it the sound of tranquility; The rain goes quietly, taking away the impetuosity of the mind. Listening to the rain is just a short anchor and rest in life, a rest, a rest. But the wonderful life is still in the sunny days, waiting for us to open up, to forge ahead ......

After the rain, the early sunshine lifts away the layers of clouds and mist, mixed with a freshness, a joy, and a pursuit, brewing a wisp of poetry.

When it rains, let us forget about the rush and busyness for a while, listen to the raindrops to nourish the soul, and read the poetic ...... in the ordinary

Change a few more sentences yourself, and deduct the question.

The most beautiful scenery.

Every now and then, I would stand on tiptoe and look out the window, watching the birds flying in the sky and listening to the melodious birdsong. A nameless sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

It was a warm spring day. A little bird flew and flew to the windowsill of my house and stopped. I looked at it closely; The pointed mouth and a pair of special eyes saw me, and immediately fluttered their wings, and the feathers on the wings were very beautiful, as beautiful as a rainbow.

That's it, I fell in love with it. Then, I tiptoed away from it, hoping that it would stay. Sure enough, the fluttering wings slowly closed.

It's funny. I saw it look around, and then flew away with peace of mind. It's funny.

Just as I was wondering, suddenly it flew back with a thin twig in its mouth. I looked curiously at the little one, who carefully placed the branch on the windowsill under the air-conditioning box and flew away. In about five minutes, it flew back again.

That's it, flying around. A few days later, a warm, lovely nest appeared on the windowsill. It's not pretty, but it's sturdy and sturdy.

I like this hard-working little guy even more.

Every day after school, the first thing I do is visit the nest. I saw the little guy squatting inside and not moving, and gradually, I noticed that there was a white round thing under the nest. It turned out to be a bird's egg.

I want to take it away. But the mother said, "When the eggs are gone, the bird will never come back."

After listening to my mother's words, I put my outstretched hand in my coat pocket again.

A few more days passed. I came to the windowsill again, and the little one stopped flapping his wings. It seemed to think of me as its friend.

Mom said, "That's why you didn't take away the eggs it laid." I nodded incredulously.

A few days later, a miracle happened. I approached it, and it didn't move. A small fluffy thing appeared under its wings.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch it. But when the hand reached the front, it retracted. Because, not only does it spread its wings, but it also makes a terrible chirp from its mouth.

I know it's a mother's responsibility. I fell in love with it.

Since then, every spring, there is another beautiful scenery on the windowsill of my house. I thought: Isn't this "the most beautiful scenery?" ”

There are: "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" and "The Color of the Four Seasons" touch the blue. In the Mood for Love. Sea rhyme. When winter nights get warmer. Thinking about spring.

Generally, we use the technique of moving and changing the scene to write the scene, so that the scene can be moved! In narratives that mainly write narratives, there are often descriptions of scenery, which are generally used to explain the background, time, and place of the story, and play a role in rendering the atmosphere, setting off the characters, and showing the center.

If I had to say what attracted me the most about the campus, I would say it was the stone monument standing on the edge of the playground.

This is an oval-shaped stone stele, and from a distance, it looks like an elder full of wisdom, lying motionless there, dignified and lovely.

Walking into this stele, I saw that the stele was pale yellow, and there seemed to be yellow "ink flowers" dissolving in the white background. The front of the stele is neatly engraved with four red block letters - "self-improvement and self-reliance". The strokes of these words are engraved vigorously and powerfully, and the momentum is majestic.

The hollow places are also treated just right, and it seems that there is a unique charm in the horizontal and vertical strokes.

I looked at this stele carefully, and saw that the surface of the stele was uneven, and the layers of convex ripples were like rippling ripples, and it was like an uneven hump, which was really eye-catching, and I couldn't help but touch it with my hands. I gently brushed the surface of the stele with my hand, and a rough and slippery feeling came over me. I touched it back and forth, and with this wonderful feeling in my hand, my heart was also like being blown by the spring breeze in February, and the water rippled.

Looking at the four words of "self-improvement and self-reliance", I can't help but feel a shock in my heart - yes, in the road of our growth, just like the surface of this stone monument, it is impossible to be smooth, and ups and downs are inevitable.

Then we must be strong, cheer up, and dare to fight against hardships and setbacks, so that we can achieve the final victory and spread our wings and fly in the blue sky that belongs to us!

After a period of contemplation, I came to the back of the stele again, only to see that the back was engraved with the words "If you don't fly, you will soar into the sky; If you don't make a sound, it's just a blockbuster". This reminds me of the representative bird of our Jingchu culture, the phoenix. The phoenix likes to hide in places that people can't see, growing silently, and when the time is right, it will burst out of the power that has been hidden in its body for a long time, let out an amazing roar, and soar into the sky!

This reminds me of ourselves, and now we are like a mountain phoenix that is still growing.

Only by studying silently and hard can we fly out of the mountains with our own efforts in the near future, do an amazing career, and emerge. Let people feel the great power of "soaring into the sky" and "blockbuster"!

It turns out that this stele has so many profound meanings!

I quietly looked at this stone tablet, not only admiring its unique style, but also feeling the profound truth it contained.

Maybe many years later, when I look back at junior high school, it will be the most unforgettable campus scene in my heart!

Some people like the historic Great Wall, some people like the quaint and natural Lijiang, and some people like the beautiful Li River, but I only love the beautiful Nanhu Park.

Standing at the entrance of the park and looking from afar, the first thing that catches your eye is the stone bridge, like a long dragon hovering over the water. Then he looked at the lake, and saw that the lake was like a bright mirror, and in the sunlight, the lake shone even brighter, like gold paved with gold. Walking on the stone bridge, tourists praise how beautiful the lake is from time to time, and some tourists take out their cameras to take pictures of this beautiful scenery!

The willow tree's body was straight and straight, like a group of guards standing guard, standing motionless on both sides of the road. The breeze blows, and the delicate and slender branches sway in the breeze, like the long hair of a girl. The little birds perched on the green willow branches and chirped and sang, adding life to the willow trees.

Look at! Not to be outdone, the surrounding flowers are blooming one after another. Some of the petals are all full, layered on top of each other, revealing tender yellow stamens; Some have only two or three petals, like a shy little girl covering her face; Others are still flower bones, which look so full that they are about to burst, maybe they want to come out quickly and come to see this colorful world.

If you go further, you will see the majestic monument to the martyrs of the Baise Uprising, which makes people look like a tall soldier standing quietly. The monument is engraved with lifelike revolutionary soldiers, and there are many words engraved under the statue, although I can't read it, I also know that it is to commemorate those martyrs.

Yes! Nanhu Park is so beautiful, my trip is really worth it! I love Nanhu Park, and I love my motherland even more!

It's evening, and the sun is about to set. At this time, the sunlight is no longer dazzling gold, but mixed with a lot of red in gold, which looks wise and resolute. The setting sun continued to set, blending with the green mountains in the distance, and the mountains were suddenly bordered with gold.

The remnant sun, the remnant sun is like blood, and the sky is red, reflecting the bright and rising moon.

Yes, sunset! What a beautiful and glorious sunset! You are the most beautiful scenery in the universe! It is also the most beautiful scenery in my heart!

Don't say anything"The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk"Finish. You know, the sun rises and sets every day. I love this sunset because of its beauty, because of its depth, because of its splendor.

Yes, the sunset is beautiful. Its ever-changing colors can be remembered forever at a glance. At the same time, the sunset is wise, it is a rigorous philosopher, and it is a metaphor for people every day. Unfortunately, most people let this metaphor slip away silently.

Every day after school, I saw the sunset. I saw the splendor of the sunset. I know that it is saying that life in the world is to maximize one's own light and heat, and strive for true brilliance.

I saw it merge with the mountains, and I knew that it was saying that in life, you should warm others as you benefit the mountains, and your good deeds will eventually affect others. I watched it turn blood-red and retreat from the sky step by step without losing its dignity. I know that it is saying that there will be struggles and failures in life, and when you struggle all your life, no matter success or failure, no matter honor or disgrace, everything will end.

And what you have to do is to make your life less regret and more contribution. Then,"Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves"However, the faint color of the setting sun on the horizon tells me that it will rise again tomorrow. And we must continue to embark on the journey of life tomorrow, to strive for it, to fight for it!

Yes! Sunset! The most beautiful scenery in my heart!

Thank you, thank you for teaching me so much and telling me so much. I know that every day you will be glorious again, and you will mingle with the mountains again. Then let me be your companion every day!

What else will you tell me?