Write an essay about the scenery with a static and dynamic description .

In April, the catkins on the streets are flying all over the sky, as white as snowflakes, and it is a good "solution to the flying snow and the sun and the moon". We chase the flying catkins like chasing the dreams in our hearts. A piece flew in, and I couldn't help but reach out to pick it up, soft, soft, gently, like a gentle wind blowing on my face, very comfortable.

Looking closely, the layers of flower spikes are composed of delicate small flowers, each of which has four drop-shaped petals, two in a group like a pair of lovely wings, which looks more beautiful and elegant against the backdrop of green leaves. Close your eyes and take a deep breath, just like in a sea of flowers, when the wind blows, the wisps of fragrant fragrance are sent far away......(Lilacs).

Cacti grow in sandy soil, unlike other plants that grow on my way. The sand is very dry, so why does it survive? It's spirit!

It is a spirit of unremitting self-improvement and tenacious struggle! In the desert, as long as it rains a little, then the cactus ball will not hesitate to seize the opportunity, work hard to grow, burst out of amazing vitality and motivation, it is by this spirit that it can survive! (Cactus).

Bamboo is a common plant, and although its branches are not very thick, they are very tough, and they are constantly broken. Therefore, bamboo has been loved by people since ancient times. Some people praise bamboo as "humble bamboo, there are thousands of bamboos"; Someone also wrote a poem specifically for bamboo: "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed......And bamboo is also an important member of the "Three Friends of the Year"!

Because the appearance of bamboo is very beautiful. One by one, the bamboo knots, the slender and long bamboo leaves, evergreen all year round, full of vitality, bring people a kind of beauty enjoyment. Therefore, bamboo is not only the object of praise of poets and writers, but also the object of many painters' brushes.

Bamboo) small petals, thin and strong branches, a faint pink white, wrapped around the fragrance of the body. It is a flower that blooms proudly in winter, a flower that looks more pure white in the snow, and a flower that cannot be suppressed by snowflakes. Yes, that's plum blossoms.

A flower that stands proudly in the winter snow. In May, the season of spring and summer. The sun is shining, and the sun is shining.

Spring flowers and magnolia flowers have just bloomed, small buds have emerged in the moon season, strings of pink peach blossoms, green grass, all of this, as people say, yes, I also agree, spring is indeed a season of recovery. She gives people the feeling of tender green, light green, boundless green, and in summer, the green is deeper, it is emerald green, and the green is deeper. (Flowers).

People often observe and describe the scenery in a "fixed-point" position, which is far from enough. The scenery is colorful and varied, even if the same thing is expressed, the foothold and angle are different, and the appearance and effect are also different. As the observation point changes, completely different scenes will come to you, and a variety of scenes will be presented in front of you.

Therefore, it is necessary to combine fixed-point and mobile observation.

The autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds pressed low on the earth. It was late autumn, and the endless trees in the forest were bare, and the old tree stood gloomy, letting the brown moss hide the wrinkles on its body.

The merciless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to stand there withered.

Autumn comes with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dewdrops. The sky glows softly, clear and ethereal, making one want to hear the song of a high-flying lark, just as looking at the blue sea and thinking of a white sail. The sunset is the wings of time, and when it flies away, there is a moment of extreme splendor, so the twilight.

The earth was dressed in a golden sweater, and the withered yellow leaves and bright maple leaves fell down like a few colorful butterflies flying in the air. Although the frost came, Grandpa Qingsong was still wearing a turquoise robe, which looked even more verdant.

In the garden, the chrysanthemums compete for beauty, the red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like the glow, and the white ones are like snow, which is beautiful. The leaves on the persimmon tree have all fallen, but the yellow persimmons are still hanging on the fingers, like large and small orange lanterns, and the red begonias have bent the branches.

The city washed by the torrential rain is very refreshing, the sky is exceptionally blue, and the ground is exceptionally green. All the birds that were hiding came out of their nests for a while, as if they were the spirits of the city.

The sun revealed beams of golden light from the clouds, and the light piercing the clouds was like golden threads, crisscrossing the air, weaving into a beautiful pattern, and the green leaves all over the world were inlaid with shining water droplets, a crystal ......The city after the rain is so charming.

This time it was in the morning, the sun was shining on the water, and in the treetops, everything seemed bright. We also moored the boat under the tree for a while. At first there was silence, but then suddenly there was a bird's call.

We clapped our hands and saw a big bird flying. Then I saw a second one, and a third one. We continued to clap our hands, and the trees became lively.

Everywhere there are bird sounds, everywhere there are bird shadows. Big, small, flowery, black. Some stand on trees and shout, some fly, and some flapping their wings.

We watched attentively. My eyes were so overwhelmed that I saw this one clearly, missed that one, saw that one, and flew again. A thrush.

Flew out, frightened by our applause, flew into the leaf bush again, stood on a small branch and shouted excitedly, the song was so beautiful.

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Text: The wind swept through the lazy leaves on a summer afternoon, drawing a touch of swaying green.

The snow drifted over the winter evening strolling people for that little bit of moving white.

When the sun pours down, summer and winter become a kind of happiness in an instant.

I like to take a walk in the afterglow on a summer evening. Say goodbye to the blazing summer atmosphere, and leave us with a long-lost refreshment and comfort. Our shadows grew long, long, but the silence was disturbed by the already sparse shadows of the trees.

The sun shines on the face, not sunburning, just such a comfortable feeling. The sun finally showed his gentle side, and a gentle kiss on our faces brought us to a standstill.

I like to look out from the window on a winter afternoon. The heavy snow had curtailed its desire to control, replaced by sporadic ice crystals dotted with dreams of unknown people. Sunshine seems to be a cheerleader, igniting the white world with his enthusiasm and awakening the dream of white snow.

The temperature in the house puts a thin veil on the windows, and the scenery gradually blurs, whose scenery is whose dream.

When the sun flies over the earth, over winter and summer, it brings us a kind of happiness, and it is a feeling of happiness from the heart. Feel the warmth, inner peace and warmth.

The early morning sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkles on the surface of the lake. The lake is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding landscape. Several small birds hop and sing happily in the branches, adding life and vitality to the tranquil surroundings.

The breeze blows and the leaves rustle as if to tell the story of nature. In the distance, the peaks rise into the clouds, surrounded by white seeping clouds, as if they become one with the sky. This beautiful spectacle is the perfect combination of tranquility and movement, making the heart feel relaxed and immersed in the embrace of nature.

On a golden afternoon, the sun shines on the warm spring breeze of the ribbon people, and the scenery on the campus is particularly beautiful. The slender wicker is gently blown by the wind, like a girl's long hair dancing, giving people endless comfort. The colorful flowers in the flower beds are actually open, exuding a charming fragrance, and in the green belt, butterflies are dancing among the flowers, and small birds are chirping, creating a vibrant atmosphere.

On the playground, the athletes on the basketball court sweated like rain, ran, shouted, full of enthusiasm and heroism. The boulevard next to the playground presents a vibrant scene, with the shade of trees on both sides, the sound of books, and the students are engaged in reading books carefully, ** questions. The whole campus has both beautiful static scenery and active sports pictures, which is full of youthful atmosphere.