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Landscape theme composition
Everyone has written a composition in study, work and even life, so you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, the following are 9 short essays on landscape themes collected by me, hoping to help you.

Landscape topic composition 1 I don't want a sigh of "the scenery here is unique", I just want it to be a chord-immortal landscape. Friends are also a landscape in my heart.

The friendship of teenagers is like for no reason, happy for no reason, and crying for no reason. You said it was superficial, right? It's really shallow You can tell at a glance. You say it is deep, it is deeper than you can imagine. You won't know until you really tie it.

I remember, who built a "love dam" before my tears burst, and stopped the flood caused by tears; I remember who was helping and waiting at physical education class when I was about to give up. I remember who gave me strong support when I was down and out.

Perhaps, friends are not as sweet as lovers and not as harmonious as relatives. However, friends are an indispensable part of our lives, and they are also our blessed converts.

Perhaps, there is no gorgeous rhetoric and strong support between friends. However, friends give us a kind of dependence and companionship. True friends don't talk about friendship. They don't ask each other for anything for friendship, but do everything possible for each other.

Lovers, there is always a day to break up; But friends can last a lifetime. Lovers may say, "I see through you and don't love you anymore." A friend is someone who can see through you and still likes you.

Friendship, like the sea, has the magnificence of ebb and flow, as well as calmness and dullness, and we are the main messengers of all this-the wind, and only we can control where we go.

Maybe one day, we are separated, but please remember that we are still friends. If one day we meet, please don't be strangers.

Friendship is a tunnel that is dug deeper and deeper, and there is no turning back. An unforgettable friendship is as unforgettable as hatred.

Friends, the scenery that will never die in my heart!

Scenery topic composition 2 The wind blows and the flowers fall, and the flowers wake up. The magnificent scenery in my heart flashed brightly before my eyes again. ...

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It is another year when autumn scenery is brilliant and autumn leaves are red again, which amazes pedestrians in all directions and on the road.

At the beginning, in the depths of that ignorant child's memory, there was a person who was only in his heart. ...

When I was 6 years old, I was sent back to my hometown by my parents and stayed at my grandmother's house to study. Grandma is the clearest figure in my memory.

She, almost replacing my parents, is in charge of my big and small things. I still remember clearly in my mind that when I first arrived at my grandmother's house, I was just crying alone. She sat by and kindly advised me, but I just wouldn't listen, eat or go to school. Grandma is anxious like an ant on hot bricks. I am anxious to watch me torture myself like this every day. In this way, three or four days passed, and I began to understand that maybe it shouldn't be like this. Grandma is old, and my parents may have difficulties that I don't understand. Don't let these people who care about me worry. Since you won't wander the streets alone, be content with the status quo!

I started eating, going to school, making friends, and trying all new things that I didn't want to touch at first. Everything is so natural, not as bad as I thought.

As my life gradually settled down and got on the right track, I began to pay attention to my grandmother's every move. After several days of observation, I found that her life, even every day, took care of me in every possible way.

She is afraid that I will be late for school, so she gets up early to cook every morning. Her movements are so careful and light that she is afraid of waking me up. Wake me up after cooking.

Her education level is not high, but she understands the importance of reading. "Reading means a good way out in the future and an explanation of one's life", which is what she taught me.

Now, I left my grandmother. ...

But grandma's figure has not been erased from my memory. Her wordy words, simple smile and good advice for me everywhere will always echo in my ears. ...

Grandma, you will always be the most beautiful scenery in my heart.

Grandma, did you hear that? ...

Scenery topic composition 3 Those landscapes warmed my retrospect with pleasing memories, and my father was the protagonist of these landscapes.

One time. The snow flying outside the window is as pure and beautiful as an angel. But I wouldn't get up and lie in the window, thinking: It's after 6 o'clock, it's still dark outside, and the sun won't stick its face out. How cold it is! Finally got up. After getting up, I ate my father's noodles and prepared to take out my car keys, but my father gently stopped me and said, "It's cold and the road is slippery. Be careful on the road. " Here, take this scarf. "After wearing a scarf, and determined to send me downstairs. Downstairs, my father patted the snow on the car seat with his hand and then smiled at me. In a flash, my father looked particularly tall against the snow, and the smile on his mouth, like the warm sunshine in winter, slanted into my heart. I was bathed in the sun, and that moment was fixed in my mind and became a beautiful scenery.

Another time, the bell rang, reminding me that it was time to go home, and the way home was farther. I slowly packed my schoolbag. I don't want to go home. I don't want to put up with my father's scolding and those eager eyes. Riding on the road, the lights are darker than before, the leaves rustle in the autumn wind, and I can't help shivering. The short journey in the past seems very long at this moment. A heavy wooden door was pushed open and my father was busy in the kitchen. "Quick, wash your hands and eat," dad said. I changed my normal state and buried myself in silence to eat. After dinner, I timidly walked to my father with my paper. Dad was washing dishes, and when he saw that I had a paper, he asked me how many points I got in the exam. "45" I said with mosquitoes. When dad was nervous, a gap on the edge of the bowl broke his hand, and I was extremely nervous. Dad said in a very flat voice, "Nothing, go and do your homework!" " ! "I'm surprised my father didn't nag or scold me. After a while, my father handed me the signed paper and said, "Son, shame is that you have changed your ways. Try hard next time!" " "Not gorgeous, but like a gurgling stream flowing in my heart. It warms my heart.

My father's love for me, I want to play back the scenes of the movie in my mind and become the most beautiful scenery in my heart.

The first time I saw the aquarium on TV, I was deeply attracted by the mysterious underwater world and kept clamoring for my mother to take me to see it. During the National Day holiday, I finally got my wish and went to the underwater world of rich countries.

We arrived at the aquarium early in the morning. There are two pavilions here. We went to Hall 1 first. When I got off the escalator, the first thing I noticed was the shining blue light on the wall, like a blue waterfall, which was very beautiful.

There are more than 20 different showcases in the exhibition hall, displaying rare fish from all corners of the country. There are red parrot fish, duckbill fish, Amazon freshwater fish, seahorse, biting fish, clown fish and so on. "It's so beautiful", I can't help admiring it. In "Whale Listening to Hong Kong", you can also hear the cries of whales in the sea!

We went to the longest undersea tunnel in Asia. I witnessed more than 6,000 marine fish with different tails and close at hand. Experienced divers play with huge and fierce sharks, and small and exquisite seahorses shuttle among colorful corals ... wonderful! There are mermaids, and their swimming movements are really similar to those of the legendary mermaids. They are beautiful!

Then we came to Hall 2. This is a magnificent picture of Antarctic exploration. If you want to know more about Antarctic animals, you can also read e-books.

After the visit, I left reluctantly I decided to read more books about ocean knowledge in the future, so that I can explore more mysteries of the ocean in the future.

There were many outstanding figures in the literary and historical dynasties, but in my eyes, the characters in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms were even better. Each of them has a very important position and played an indispensable role in the Three Kingdoms period. In my opinion, the scenery is really beautiful.

"Do one's best, and then die" is the most thorough and true evaluation of Zhuge Liang by future generations. He defeated the enemy for the first time after coming out of the mountain, which gave the soldiers confidence and increased Liu Bei's confidence in reviving the Han Dynasty. Later, he established the three pillars with his long-planned strategy, which laid the foundation for Shu to unify the Central Plains in the future. In this way, he slept day and night and forgot to eat. Working day and night, making suggestions for Shu. Finally, I broke down from overwork, but on my deathbed, I still don't forget Liu Bei's great trust. He also anticipated what happened later and left three hints.

"If you die in troubled times, don't ask Wenda to be a vassal." It shows Zhuge Liang's indifference to fame and fortune. After Liu Bei's death, he shouldered great trust and assisted Liu Chan with care. Although Liu Chan was an unaffordable Adou, he could not manage state affairs and trusted eunuchs. But Zhuge Liang still didn't abolish Liu Chan and replaced it. But to teach Liu Chan more carefully and patiently. This shows that Zhuge Liang is lofty and indifferent to fame and fortune.

Zhuge Liang is the representative of wisdom. He is a newcomer and is known all over the world. The ingenious arrangement of eight arrays and the borrowing of arrows by grass boats show his outstanding talent. With the help of the east wind, it can be seen that he knows astronomy, geography and wisdom. Writing "Front Model" and "Back Model" made him more talented.

Guan Yu is the embodiment of justice. When he was under Cao Cao, in order to repay Cao Cao's great kindness, he beheaded Yan Liang and punished Wen Chou. In Huarong Road, he knew that he had written a written military order. But still for righteousness, in order to repay Cao Cao's kindness in those days, Cao Cao was released. All these show his benevolence and righteousness. When he learned the news of the whereabouts of Liu Bei and others, he resolutely hung the seal and left without saying goodbye to find the Lord. This shows his loyalty even more. Guan Yu-he is the embodiment of benevolence and righteousness and the representative of loyal ministers!

"I would rather teach me to be negative about the world than teach the world to be negative about me." This is the principle of Cao Cao's life. Although he is suspicious by nature, he is called a traitor by the world. But everyone has different shortcomings, big or small, and we can't just judge others by their shortcomings. Cao Cao, who is over half a century old, still holds "an old horse crouching tiger, aiming at a thousand miles." The martyr's next year is full of courage. "This ambitious spirit deserves our affirmation and study. Although he is over 500 years old, he still has great political ambitions and ideals, which is even more commendable.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, they all have their own outstanding side and excellent side. In history, romance represents the wonderful lives of different people, making history more colorful. In my opinion, the scenery is beautiful!

In front of us is the ancient city wall of Jingzhou, a scenic spot in Jingzhou. There are traces of history left on the mottled wall bricks, and it seems that we can vaguely explore the war scene at that time from the city wall. Is it a soldier's peep in the crack, or a horn sounded by the beacon tower? Is it also the general who charged through the sky? It's just that the paid military flag deliberately inserted on the wall today can't repeat history.

Several unknown trees grow on the wall. Only a few small flowers are looming in the rain and look very angry. Brothers and sisters are very interested in this, holding cameras and mobile phones, finding the right angle, adjusting the precise focal length, and then pressing the shutter. "Click-"voice sounded together. I was left standing there alone, entangled in the lonely and desolate wind. This kind of scenery does not belong to me, this kind of excitement does not belong to me, and this kind of laughter does not belong to me. So I walked slowly on my own.

Walking almost aimlessly, I don't know where I can go, and I can't go too far. I didn't find anything that made me feel relaxed and happy. I was about to "go home" when I suddenly found a corner in front. Although my brothers and sisters searched for their own images repeatedly in their minds, I walked slowly past them driven by curiosity. ...

It's just an arched door and a clearing. I'm a little disheartened. I walked on in frustration, no longer expecting to see what I was looking for. However, at the moment of the second bend, a brilliant golden yellow occupied my whole field of vision.

This is a rape field! I ran there like I discovered a new continent. Naughty golden flowers gathered happily and nodded to themselves with a smile under the kiss of the spring breeze. Washed by the rain, rape flowers did not bend down gracefully, but stood up more confidently and held their heads high. They show their beautiful posture in spring, and sometimes they sing in the spring breeze. Looking at this vibrant scene, I suddenly have a kind of "I hate that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know how to turn it into it." Rape flower is not beautiful, but it indicates spring, contains vitality and represents hope.

Looking at the sunny smile of rape flowers in the wind and rain, I also smiled happily. I don't have a camera in my hand, but I keep this scenery in my heart forever. It is not as grand or even ordinary as the city wall, and it is a landscape that can be seen everywhere in spring. However, in the spring rain, when everything has not fully awakened, rape flowers have already bloomed with the attitude of life. These little guys who are inconspicuous in the eyes of others are unique in my heart and hard to find.

It is very common, and like other flowers, it has to go through the process of blooming to withering. It may have been disappointed, but in the new spring, it will usher in a new life with hope.

Because as long as there is hope, everything is beautiful.

This is the rape flower, the unique scenery in my heart.

Scenery topic composition 7 Quiet words and silent words are noble.

Like a piece of hetian jade, the moist cheeks reflect delicate and graceful light, which makes people feel like they are at the top of a mountain and looking at a beautiful lake. Exhausted pen and ink, just because of its plain appearance.

"Juaner", with this name, is like a duck to water, which naturally matches its appearance.

It is said that the night before dawn was dark, and before the spring rain came, it was a bleak scene of winter. She is quiet, but in silence, her every action shows her nobility. Or just like this, there will be a brilliant moment.

Give your life to show your heroism.

Cars come and go. In the bustling downtown area, it is difficult to find an act full of life interest like Tao Yuanming drinking at the foot of Nanshan. On the contrary, it is full of carnival noise and vendors' tireless boasting.

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A quick and harsh brake sound attracted all the "enthusiastic audience" present, and of course I was no exception. Look inside: Behind a truck with a strange track, a girl is comforting a crying child.

Curious, I wish I could go back in time and witness it again. Urgently question the witnesses present.

It turned out that the girl saved the child who was almost hit by a big car. Squeezing through the crowd, I found that the girl who saved people turned out to be her!

An involuntary surge of thoughts in my heart. ...

True love warms the world.

Previously, she had a noble and elegant figure but never made public, but she made a decisive act of righteousness between life and death. The light instantly broke through the ordinary meat shell, so dazzling and so warm. In my heart, she has become the most certain beautiful scenery in my heart.

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In today's society, heroic deeds happen all the time.

Zhang Lili Niu Zuotao ... is inheriting the great spirit of the Chinese nation. Each of them is fearless, struggling forward, and still firmly choosing to give in the face of death. They create light with their own lives, they shed true feelings and great love with their blood, and interpret the highest value of life with their souls.

Every life, every light, is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

I hope everyone can bravely show the brilliance of his life and prove the value of his existence at the moment when life can show its value most.

My hometown is in the south of Shaanxi, and I have a nice name-Hanzhong. Hanzhong is a basin, because the climate here is suitable and the seasons are like spring, which is also called "Little Jiangnan". Today, I will show you the beautiful scenery of Hanzhong.

Lianhuachi Park, located in the center of the city, is my favorite place to go. This is the back garden of Wang Fu, Ming Rui. Walking into the park gate, you can see a big lake, and the shore is covered with willows. Spring has come, wicker buds hang down and sway with the wind. I can't help but think of the poem of the Tang Dynasty poet He: "Jasper is as high as a tree, and a tapestry of thousands of strands of moss hangs down."

Every summer, the lotus flowers are in full bloom and the fragrance is overflowing. In autumn, standing on the island in the middle of the lake watching the fallen leaves, the park has a panoramic view. There was silence in the snow-covered winter park. It should be nice to make a snowman with friends!

Guhantai, also known as Hanzhong Museum, is located in East Street of Hanzhong City. This is the famous "the first floor of Qindi Nanlai", that is, Wangjiang Building. Wangjiang Building was built in the Southern Song Dynasty, and various bronzes are displayed in the building. In Guhantai, there is also the city flower of Hanzhong-Eclipta prostrata, also called Dryland Lotus. The strangeness of this tree is that it blooms first and then grows leaves. Flowers bloom in March, also known as "Spring Tree". There is also Shimen plank road exhibition hall. There is a plank road sand table in the exhibition tube. There are also many historical allusions here: the story of "Ming Xiu's plank road secretly crossing Chen Cang, Hongmen banquet" happened here. Standing in the plank road exhibition hall and looking at the plank road on the cliff, I feel that the ancients are really amazing!

There are also four treasures in Hanzhong: giant panda, pronghorn, golden monkey and crested ibis. These rare animals live in Foping, Yangxian and Qinling Mountains in Hanzhong. Hanzhong is also a paradise for rape blossoms. Every spring, rape blossoms are like a picture scroll, attracting tourists from all over the world.

There are countless beautiful scenery in Hanzhong. I love my beautiful hometown-Hanzhong!

Scenery topic composition 9 scenery left in my heart

Time is like running water. I don't know how many memories have been washed away by ruthless years, but some memories are fresh in my mind despite the washing of time.

On Friday, I was caught in a rainstorm as soon as school was over. I listened to the rain all the way with an umbrella. Am I depressed because of the rain? I'm a little unhappy. Unexpectedly, when I got home, I found that I didn't bring my key. Alas, I am helpless. I sighed softly and felt even more depressed. Bend down and spread a newspaper on the steps, sit down, slowly open your bag, take out your homework, lean on your legs and start writing. That god seems to be stubbornly against me, and people keep passing by, getting up and sitting down again. This seems to be a coherent action. Gradually, people became numb, and I began to be indifferent to all this. I sit in these two movements mechanically and repeatedly, which seems to be a bit of a rain or shine feeling.

I don't know how long it was before it got dark, but I looked up and was attracted by this picture. No, I should say moved. It was an old lady and a toddler walking back and forth on the stairs after a year. Grandma smiled at me when she saw me looking up. Suddenly, this deja vu smile made me feel trance. Isn't that grandma's smile? At that time, I had an impulse to call "grandma". But I didn't, because I knew it wasn't and it couldn't be. Grandparents and grandchildren are still walking around, one step at a time, very slowly ... Old people in their sixties can't stand this ordeal, so let's have a rest later, I think. But the footsteps didn't stop, just stubbornly continued to walk. Looking at the scenery in front of me, I don't want to do my homework anymore. I just looked at my grandparents carefully. Grandma's hair is still mixed with a few black hairs, but her face is always filled with that kind smile, which makes people feel so kind. The child's eyes are full of innocence and persistence. Suddenly, my heart suddenly trembled, and I was moved by this photo of my grandparents and grandchildren, and my indifferent heart became a little brighter and warmer. ...

Yeah, wasn't grandma like this when she was a child? Holding hands with big hands, you have a pair of loving eyes, which can affect the coldness of everything and always make people kind and natural.

I have been to many places with natural scenery. I don't deny that they are beautiful, but isn't this kind of love between grandparents and grandchildren the best in the scenery? Pure and noble. Bit by bit, every bit is full of the language of love. Just like a cup of mellow wine, the longer you put it, the more memorable it will be. ...

The love between grandparents and grandchildren, a landscape of love that I have left in my heart.