美丽的大自然_1200字

时间:2018-05-31 03:02:24

  大自然是一副美丽的画卷,那种美丽是用什么词都无法形容的!
  早晨,太阳像个不安分的孩子,从头到脚满是新的,它早早得起了床。随着公鸡清晨的第一声啼叫,人们纷纷从梦乡中醒来了。
  可爱的春姑娘,迈着轻盈的步子来到人间,随之整个世界便是一片生机勃勃的景象,像刚从一个漫长的睡梦中苏醒过来。
  每到放假家长们带着自己的孩子出来野餐,放风筝。那些家长们都是为了想让孩子们看看大自然是多么的美好,就把这个美丽的景色一笔一笔的画下来。看,那些小燕子们排成了"人”字形状的队伍,也来迎接春姑娘的到来。
  春姑娘也特别的爱漂亮,各种各样的花这儿一朵,那儿一簇,把我们的大自然打扮得五彩缤纷的。小姑娘们也都穿上了漂亮的花裙子。
  七月盛夏,瓦蓝瓦蓝的天空没有一丝云彩,火热的太阳烘烤着大地,河里的水烫手,地上的土冒烟。
  大自然是个雨的季节。夏天的午后,乌云密布,天灰蒙蒙的。突然,一整狂风刮来,顿时,飞沙走石,树枝乱摆。不一会儿,下起雨来了。雨点一开始像一串串珍珠,转眼间变成了倾盆大雨,不一会儿天空中就刮起了一望无际的雨帘。大街上,屋顶上,走廊里,都成了雨的世界。雨点打在窗户上,不是“哗哗”的声音,而是“啪啪”的响声;落在身上,像一块块橡皮打在身上,又痛又痒。
  有时候雨点跟你玩起了捉迷藏,一会儿从这边下来,一会儿从那边下来,它们还跑到屋顶上跳来跳去,然后又跳到地上形成了一个巨大的水潭,那个水潭清澈见底,清的就像一面镜子。雨停了,小朋友们把裤腿拉起来在水潭里玩起了打水仗,享受那夏天的清凉。
  夏姑娘悄悄走远了,秋姑娘迈着轻盈的脚步来了。她轻轻地一吹,天空霎时变得湛蓝高爽,像蓝宝石一样;她轻轻地一吹,金黄的菊花,火红的牵牛花,都争相绽开了俊俏的笑脸;她轻轻地一吹,太阳散发出了温暖的光,把大地照得暖洋洋的……
  秋天的眸子,这般圆,这般亮!金莹中,折射着七彩;透明中,叠印着风姿;纯净里,飘逸着辉煌。流霞,被赤橙黄绿青蓝紫包装;山,被赤橙黄绿青蓝紫尽染。七色构成的韵致,在洒,在溢,在泻,在淌――从坠着石榴,柿子,板栗的枝头上滴下来,从挂着扁豆,丝瓜,葡萄的滕蔓上滴下来,从结着稻谷,高粱,玉米的穗子上滴下来。如果说,春天是水粉画,夏天是国画,那么秋天一定是油画了!
  有人说,冬天是萧条的,光秃秃的,它既没有春天的鲜花,也没有秋天的硕果。但是,冬是春的前奏:在冬天荒凉的土地里,潜藏着绿色的希望;在冬天枯瘦的树枝上,沉睡着充满生机的芽苞;在冬的冰冷的躯壳内,积蓄着无穷的生命力量。
  大地沸腾起来,雪花也活跃起来,或是成为孩子们手中的大雪球;或是在孩子们尖尖的帽子上,羽绒服上开了花;或是成为歪鼻子的雪人,蹲在孩子们中间,咧着橘子做的嘴顽皮的笑着……
  怎么样?这就是美丽的大自然,其实大自然就在我们身边,只要你仔细观察,身边的一景一物都是大自然留下的美丽的景象。

英文版:

Nature is a beautiful picture, which can not be described in any words! In the morning, the sun is like a restless child, full of new from head to toe, and gets up early.

With the first rooster crow in the morning, people wake up from their dreams. Lovely spring girl, with a light step to the world, then the whole world is a vibrant scene, as if just from a long sleep to wake up.

Every holiday, parents take their children out for a picnic and fly kites. Those parents all want to let the children see how beautiful nature is, so they draw the beautiful scenery one by one. Look, those little swallows are lined up in the shape of "people" to welcome the arrival of spring girl. Spring girls also love beautiful, a variety of flowers here, there a cluster, dressed our nature colorful. The little girls are all wearing beautiful dresses. In the midsummer of July, there is no cloud in the blue and blue sky. The hot sun is baking the earth, the water in the river is hot, and the soil on the ground is smoking. Nature is a rainy season.

On a summer afternoon, it was cloudy and gray. All of a sudden, a whole gale, suddenly, flying sand and rocks, branches in disorder. After a while, it began to rain. Raindrops at the beginning like a string of pearls, in an instant turned into a torrential rain, soon the sky on the endless curtain of rain. On the street, on the roof, in the corridor, has become the world of rain. Raindrops hit the window, not "Hua Hua" sound, but "pa pa" sound; fall on the body, like pieces of rubber hit on the body, pain and itching. Sometimes the raindrops play hide and seek with you. Sometimes the raindrops come down from this side, while they come down from that side. They also run to the roof and jump to the ground to form a huge pool. The pool is clear to the bottom and looks like a mirror. When the rain stopped, the children pulled up their trouser legs and played water fights in the pool to enjoy the cool summer. Summer girl quietly away, autumn girl with light steps to come. When she blows gently, the sky suddenly becomes blue and clear, like sapphire; when she blows gently, the golden chrysanthemums and the flaming morning glory all vie to bloom their beautiful smiling faces; when she blows gently, the sun sends out warm light, which makes the earth warm Eyes of autumn, so round, so bright! In the golden, refracts the colorful; in the transparent, overprints the demeanor; in the pure, elegant magnificence. Liuxia is packed with red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple; mountain is dyed with red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. The charm composed of seven colors is sprinkling, overflowing, pouring and flowing -- from the branches of pomegranate, persimmon and chestnut, from the vines with lentils, luffa and grapes, and from the ears with rice, sorghum and corn. If spring is gouache painting, summer is Chinese painting, then autumn must be oil painting! Some people say that winter is dull and bare. It has neither spring flowers nor autumn fruits. However, winter is the prelude to spring: in the desolate land of winter, there is green hope; on the withered branches in winter, there are vigorous buds; in the cold body of winter, there is infinite life power. The earth is boiling and the snowflakes are also active, either as big snowballs in children's hands, or in children's pointed hats and down jackets, or as snowmen with crooked noses, crouching among the children, grinning mischievously with oranges How about it?

This is the beautiful nature. In fact, nature is around us. As long as you observe carefully, everything around us is a beautiful scene left by nature.