1. In a desert, there is

Autumn scenery

You walked quietly, silently, and in the blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes.

You come quietly and walk into the field. The fragrance of wheat is wafting everywhere. From a distance, the crops look like rolling waves; when you look up close, the wheat bends over with laughter and the sorghum blushes. The corns are in full bloom, and the people in the fields are busy, "Sing a song of harvest, harvest the wheat, harvest the sorghum, harvest the corn, harvest the soybeans, and send it to the country after the harvest is completed." The song expresses the joy of farmers’ autumn harvest.

You came quietly, bringing you yellow clothes and red clothes. Looking at the mountains beside you, it seemed like you were covered with a layer of gold. Countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group of them were hovering in the air. After an unknown period of time, the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; the light yellow turned into Heshi again. You see, it looks like a naughty butterfly. Kid, look at the mountains over there. The sorghum is like a sea of ??red, covering half of the sky. Together with the glow, it burns red like a flame. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and they even forget that winter is coming in a few days.

You came quietly, bringing beautiful autumn scenery and abundant fruits. Listen, the gongs and drums are noisy, it is so lively, and the faces of people who have been busy for a year show their inner pressure. Unstoppable joy: "Another good harvest year has come."

I am obsessed with autumn! Autumn - a colorful season, a time of fruit harvest, a time of prosperity.

Autumn is a makeup artist who makes the world look particularly charming; autumn is a magician who dyes the fields golden; autumn is a gentle woman who makes the oncoming autumn wind... So light, so soft. In autumn, the delicate flowers have withered, so who is the protagonist in autumn? That is the leaves.

Strolling on the path with trees on both sides, you can see all the flowers. It was a fallen leaf. I picked up a leaf and observed it carefully. It turned out to be a maple leaf. Look, how beautiful she is! The leaves that stretch out are more like my palm with five fingers spread out. The edges are slightly jagged. The veins on the leaves are clearly visible and are connected together in an orderly manner. Her color is even more beautiful, just like that The burning fire is so bright and eye-catching. When sad people see it, they will be inspired to cheer up again. I know that maple leaves not only have dazzling red, but also yellow, green and a series of charming colors. Look at it Looking at it, I couldn't help but have a question: Why are only the maple leaves red among the all-yellow fallen leaves? Is it because of the influence of the autumn sun, or is it because I left Mother Tree? While I was daydreaming, I gently placed her in the palm of my hand. Here, continue to think...

Not only are maple leaves cute, but there are many leaves that are also very interesting. Look, I have found a good thing now, that is, holly leaves. Although he looks ugly, he has great skills. It is very "powerful". The sharp thorns on the edge are his self-defense weapons. The cold dark green of the holly leaves brings a lot of life to the yellow in the eyes. Compared with the delicate flowers, it has a different interest.

In the distance, a few more leaves fell. I quickly ran over and picked them up. There were ginkgos wearing "miniskirts", noble and elegant sycamores, and...

I love autumn, but I love autumn leaves even more. Because of them, the world is more beautiful; because of them, life is more colorful.

2. What is there in the desert? A 100-word essay

My hometown is in Ayou Banner, where there are many beautiful scenery and rich specialties.

In this remote town, there are many shops and beautiful squares. In addition, there is also my favorite place - the desert. The endless desert surrounds this town, and the rolling sand dunes are particularly spectacular.

I heard from my father that there are many lakes in the hinterland of the desert, and there are many small fishes in some lakes! I was very curious.

I closed my eyes and imagined, breathing the spotless fresh air, listening to the most beautiful and harmonious music of nature, embracing the innocence and simplicity of nature, as if I was in a paradise, quiet, peaceful and vibrant, how beautiful! Dad also said that there is an orchard there with pear trees, apricot trees, apple trees, etc. There is a small open space in the middle of the orchard where many fresh vegetables are grown.

Although this place has poor climate conditions and harsh natural environment, it has a vast territory, a small population, and rich resources. In addition to livestock resources such as Alxa camel hair and Yabulai white cashmere, there are also rich mineral resources such as iron, coal, limestone, and wild medicinal resources such as Cistanche deserticola and Cynomorium cynomorium.

After listening to my father’s story, I like the desert and my hometown even more.

3. Write a composition about me in the desert

In such a place without water vapor, the heat on the ground radiates out quickly.

The weather is already very cold. I stood up and walked, but soon I was shaking unbearably.

My blood circulation was poor due to lack of water, and I was freezing. But it wasn't just the cold at night. My gums were chattering with the cold, and my body was shaking like chaff.

My trembling hands could barely hold the light. I have never been afraid of cold before, but now I feel like I am going to freeze to death. What a strange reaction to thirst! Too lazy to carry my rubber raincoat on a hot day, I threw it on the road.

But now the wind is blowing harder and harder. I discovered that there was no hiding place in the desert.

The desert is as smooth as marble. It won't provide you with any shade during the day and will just leave you without any protection from the cold wind at night.

Not a tree, a fence, a stone can hide me. The cold wind rushed towards me like cavalry on the plains, and I had to turn around to avoid its attack.

I lay down and stood up again. Whether lying down or standing, I have to be whipped by the cold wind.

I couldn't run, I had no strength anymore, I couldn't escape the clutches of the murderer, I fell to my knees, buried my face in my hands, the butcher's knife was on my head! After a while, I came to my senses. I stood up and walked straight forward, my body shaking all the time! Where am I? ah! As soon as I left, I heard Prevot's voice! It was his call that woke me up... I walked back towards him, shivering all the time, as if hiccups were all over my body.

I said to myself: "It's not the cold, it's something else. My time has come."

I was already severely dehydrated. I went out alone and walked so much the day before yesterday and yesterday! The thought of freezing to death made me uncomfortable. I would rather die in my inner phantom.

That cross, those Arabs, those lamps. Anyway, they started to catch my attention.

I don't like to take the whipping like a slave... I'm still on my knees. We also brought some medicine with us.

One hundred grams of pure ether, one hundred grams of 90-percent alcohol and a bottle of iodine. I tried two or three sips of pure ether, and it was as if I had swallowed a knife.

Then I drank some 90% alcohol, which finally sealed my throat. I dug a hole in the sand, lay down in it, and covered myself with sand.

Only my face is exposed. Prevot found a few dead branches and built a fire that would soon burn out.

Prevot did not want to bury himself in the sand, he would rather stamp his feet to keep warm. He was wrong.

My throat is tight, which is not a good sign, but I feel better about myself. I felt at peace, a peace that transcended all hope.

I embarked on the journey involuntarily and was tied to the deck of a slave ship facing the starry sky. But maybe I'm not so unlucky... I don't feel cold anymore as long as I don't move a muscle.

So, I forgot about the body buried in the sand. I will never move again and will never feel pain again.

What's more, to be honest, people don't suffer much... After all these sufferings, what is left is a concert of fatigue and confusion. Everything turned into a picture album, into a somewhat cruel fairy tale... Just now, the wind drove me around, and in order to avoid it, I turned around like a trapped animal.

Then I felt breathless: a knee dug into my chest. A knee.

I struggle under the weight of angels. I am never alone in the desert.

Since I don’t believe everything around me now, I might as well shrink into my own body, close my eyes, and stop moving an eyelash. I felt that a torrent of images carried me into a peaceful dream: deep in the sea, the river became calm.

Farewell, all of you whom I once loved. If the human body can't handle three days without water, it's never my fault.

I never thought that I would be so dependent on water. I never thought that human endurance is so short. We thought we could walk straight ahead, thinking that people were free... We didn't see the rope that tied us to the well. It was like an umbilical cord, connecting us to the belly of the earth.

Whoever takes one more step will die. I don't care about anything except your pain.

In any case, God has treated me well. If I could go back, I would do it again.

I need a life. In the city, there is no human life anymore.

What I’m talking about here is not flying at all. An airplane is not a purpose, but a tool.

People do not risk their lives for airplanes, and farmers do not cultivate for the plowshare. Through airplanes, people can leave the city and their accountants and rediscover the true meaning of being a farmer.

What we do is people’s work, and what we encounter are also people’s troubles. We are exposed to the wind, the stars, the night, the desert and the ocean.

We battle with the forces of nature. We look forward to the dawn like farmers look forward to spring, we look forward to the way station like a blessed land, we look for our truth among the stars.

I don’t complain. In the past three days, I walked a lot, my mouth was dry, I searched for my whereabouts in the desert, and I regarded the dew as hope.

I strive to find my kind. I forget where on earth they live. This is the worry of the living. I can't help but think it's much more important than finding a concert hall in the evening.

I can no longer understand those people who ride on suburban trains. They think they are human beings, but they are reduced to ants like insects because they are under some pressure that they cannot feel. When they have free time, what do they fill up their ridiculously short Sundays? Once, in Russia, I heard someone playing Mozart in a factory.

I wrote about this in my article, and I received two hundred challenging letters. I don't blame people who prefer to listen to pop ditties in low-brow music cafes, who don't know anything about other music.

I only hate those who open such music cafes. I don’t like them to make people sink. I am happy at work.

I feel like a farmer at a halfway station. The feeling of dying I felt on the suburban train was so different from what I felt here! Here, no matter what, I deserve to die! … I don’t have any regrets.

I struggled, but I failed. This is also common for those in our industry.

However, I finally breathed the sea breeze. Those who have experienced the taste of sea breeze will never forget this nourishment.

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4. In a desert, there are castles, fierce, attack, attack these words, write a composition

The Taminchagan Desert is located in Tongliao City, Inner Mongolia, also known as the devil desert.

There, there are thrilling and crazy desert off-road vehicles, fun and exciting sandboarding, and interesting and special beach volleyball... Let's get closer to this wonderful journey!

We came to the Tamin Chagan Desert Scenic Area and took a desert off-road vehicle to the center of the desert. When I boarded the tall, mighty off-road vehicle, before I could stand still, the vehicle rushed forward like crazy, and we were shaken left and right on the vehicle. We screamed as the off-road vehicles came hurtling down the tall sand dunes. Soon, we came to the center of the desert.

The first time I came to the desert, I was so excited. I picked up the sand with my hands and looked at it carefully. The khaki sand was so fine and soft that it slipped away from my hands as soon as I held it. Then, using my hands and feet, I climbed up the sand dune with difficulty. Looking up, the boundless desert unfolds before our eyes, with large and small sand dunes everywhere. Suddenly, I was surprised to find a green plant not far ahead. They are dotted in the khaki desert, adding a breath of life to the desert. This is a desert oasis!

After a short stay, we took a desert off-road vehicle to the sandboarding location. Sandboarding is when tourists ride a plastic board on a sand dune at a certain height and slide down like a slide. We followed the request and quickly and smoothly slid down the sand dune to the lower area, only to hear? Huhu? The sound of the wind is playing in my ears. Wow, sandboarding is so exciting and fun!

Gradually, it got late, and we had to say goodbye to this endless desert, looking forward to meeting the desert again.

5. An essay about Populus euphratica in the desert of about 100 to 200 words

Compared with flowers, it is ugly.

Compared with the peach tree, it will neither bloom nor bear fruit. But it is tough and tall, and it has been growing proudly, which is a symbol of the desert.

Who is it? Populus euphratica? Yes, it is Populus euphratica, the tough Populus euphratica, the arrogant Populus euphratica, the Populus euphratica that symbolizes the pursuit of light and the rebelliousness of decanal and the interweaving of life! Its green leaves bear witness to everything in its life. He grew, grew, and grew in the harsh desert environment.

It is a soldier in the desert. No matter how harsh the environment is, it will not admit defeat. Therefore, it can survive in the desert for more than ten years to a hundred years. It is an evergreen tree in the desert.

People should be like Populus euphratica, be strong, never give up when encountering setbacks, and let others understand: they are the best! I love Populus euphratica, its tenacity, uprightness,,,,,,.

6. There is a bird in a desert.

Once upon a time, there was a bird who had a child. They lived in a place with very difficult conditions and went out early and returned late every day to look for food. , but still could barely fill her stomach, day after day... Finally, the mother bird couldn't stand it anymore, so she said to the bird: "My child, the place where I used to live was beautiful, and there was food there." There’s plenty of food, endless water, and extremely beautiful scenery. It’s much better than here. Let’s go back and live!” After hearing this, the birds yearned for their mother’s hometown, so they quickly set off.

On the way, they passed through a desert with no grass growing, and there was not a drop of water in the entire desert. They flew and flew, and when they saw that the little bird could no longer hold on, the mother bird said: "My child, just hold on for a while and we will be there." Think about it, there are mountains, water and woods. Then, we will have endless food!" So, the bird thought about it and gritted his teeth and persisted. They worked hard, traveled through mountains and rivers, and finally arrived. However, there was only a stretch of telephone poles in front of them, no water, no trees, and no food. But they were so tired that they had to rest for a few days before leaving.

After a few days, the bird was dying and could not fly. The mother bird was okay, but it was impossible for it to abandon its child, but it was powerless and could only watch the bird die. , it cried loudly: "It's all my fault, I killed you..." The story is over, what does this story tell us? Do people want to be content with the status quo? No, no, no, people must have ambitions, but this story has nothing to do with this truth. This story tells us to care for the environment, protect the forest, and give small animals a good living environment. Remember 32313133353236313431303231363533e78988e69d8331333365646266 One sentence - Same sentence Under the blue sky, people and animals live together in their homeland.

7. Look at the pictures and write a 100-word story about the magical little stick that turns the desert into an oasis

I am an elf living in the jungle, my name is Felisa. I have a magic wand and a hat that allow me to conjure up many things as I wish. I saw on TV that the desert was very desolate, so I decided to turn the desert into an oasis.

I came to the desert and saw that there were no trees or grass, only cacti; there were no rivers, only sand; there were no cute animals, and occasionally I saw a few snakes. The sun was beating down on the ground, and it stung my eyes.

I took out the magic wand and recited a spell: Dark clouds! Come on! Let the raindrops fall quickly on the desert! I pointed my magic wand to the sky, and the dark clouds thickened, and it really rained!

After a while, I let the rain stop and the sand became soft. I flew up gently, and as I flew, I took out my magic wand and drew it on the sand. I saw a river appearing where I drew it. The water was crystal clear and there were leisurely small fish in it.

I took off my little hat, and like magic, I took out the plant planting machine from the hat. I threw the colored seeds into the machine, pressed the switch, and the planting machine started, and it put the seeds into the machine. Scattered in the desert, colorful seeds rained down. The seeds drilled into the sand and sprouted, and in a blink of an eye the sprouts grew into big trees, colorful flowers, and patches of grass. ah! The yellow sand suddenly turned into fertile land.

I took out photos of various animals and sprinkled fairy water on the photos, ah! In the photo, the cute little white rabbit, the clever sika deer, the naughty little monkey, the mighty lion...all the animals are running out!

What is now in front of me is no longer a desert, but an oasis full of vitality: big branches are lush, green lawns cover the earth, colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, and the river is crystal clear and colorful. The little fish swim freely in the water. Suddenly, a small and exquisite red and orange bird flew out, chirping as it flew. The cute little white rabbit chased the butterfly playfully, jumping up from time to time to touch it.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed nature. Suddenly I felt someone pushing me. I opened my eyes and saw, ah! It turned out to be a dream! How I hope my dream can come true and the desert can become an oasis!

8. Picture composition, a big tree and a desert, 700 words

In modern science, some are still in the observation stage, called observational science. Such as marine science and ecological science. Since this discipline involves huge and super open giant systems, many causal relationships are not clear, so it is still in the observation-based stage.

For example: In the U.S. Biosphere 2 experiment, the oxygen content in the experimental area dropped sharply, from 21 to 14, which is equivalent to the concentration at an altitude of 5,300 meters. The sea water becomes acidic, cockroaches replace butterflies and bees for pollination, and the desert turns into an oasis. The closed artificial environment and ecosystem could not sustain the lives of the seven volunteers, and the experiment was terminated after 17 months. At present, people do not understand the relationship between thousands of factors in the giant system, and they cannot predict the direction of ecosystem changes. Therefore, ecosystem and environmental science are still “observational sciences”.

Since deserts can quickly turn into oases, there is a new way to transform deserts on Earth.

However, an expert from an agricultural university told me: There cannot be no desert on the earth, because desert is the best biological barrier. If a devastating plague occurs in one area, the desert will provide protection on the other side.

It turns out that the desert also has such an important function.

Most people believe that planting trees and grass can reduce soil erosion and improve soil and water conservation. However, this expert told me that the root system of big trees can preserve the soil, but each big tree is a water pump, sucking up deep underground water through the root system, and then discharging it into the air through the dense leaves on the crown of the tree above. . A large amount of water silently passes through the trees and is sent high into the sky.

Due to the increase in river water levels or the construction of reservoirs, "mountains rise out of flat lakes", and arid areas become humid areas with high evaporation. A lot of extra water is sent into the air. Water from the sky always finds a place to fall and return to the sea, inevitably causing floods due to heavy rainfall.

With less water flowing out of the river, not only the water level in the downstream river bed has dropped, but also the groundwater levels on both sides have dropped. Of course, this is a long-term, gradual change.

North China has exploited a large amount of groundwater, creating a funnel area of ??90,000 square kilometers. It was not a day’s work.

The large lakes in Jiangsu and Jiangxi are dry and the bottom of the lake is exposed, which is also the result of long-term and massive water shortage.

Where did the water go?

When people "transform" nature, they should think more, listen more, respect science, and listen carefully to the opinions of experts in various disciplines.

There are still many unknown phenomena in front of us that need to be observed