Selected 800-word Prose with Beautiful Language Part I: A Spring Visit to Lihuaxi? The cold goes with the night, and the spring returns to the fifth watch. ? In early spring, my family and I drove to the famous scenic spots in our county? Li Huaxi, take advantage of Sunday travel.
When I got off the bus, pear blossoms like jade and snow came into view.
You see, the white pear blossoms on the top of the mountain, from a distance, look like white clouds floating in mid-air, and like snow-capped mountains standing on the horizon, with ups and downs and beautiful peaks. On the hillside, next to that pear tree, there is? Gold is tender? , hanging dew, open in various ways, overlapping, dazzling, dizzying, really? A good wind blew all night and ten thousand new flowers were born. ? Pear blossoms filled with eyes are fragrant in the breeze, refreshing and intoxicating, which makes people feel as if they are walking in a fairyland like Qionglou Yuyu, and there is a feeling of being on cloud nine. At the foot of the mountain, by the roadside, by the stream, in the yard, there are pear trees and pear flowers everywhere. The road is in the pear tree, and people are under it. Pears are full of branches, some are in bud, some are in bud, some are in full bloom, and some are colorful and withered. White petals slowly fall in the breeze, scattered on highways, streams, yards, floating on people, just like fairy scattered flowers. People chase flowers, and flowers float with people; People swim in flowers, and flowers ripple with people.
Out of Lihua Creek, we entered Lihua Valley again. This is simply the world of pear trees, the ocean of pear flowers. There are pear trees by the ditch, and pear flowers in front of and behind the house. The pear tree in front of Aunt Jiang's house is even more admirable. It is said that this tree is over 70 years old, and its trunk is tall and stout, with a total height of more than 20 meters and a diameter of more than 80 centimeters. The branches are particularly lush, with up to six or seven clusters up and down. Small branches are piled up on big branches, and one cluster is pressed against another. Thousands of pears bloom in the crown from top to bottom, hanging between branches, leaving no gaps. Pears full of trees are competing to open, competing for novelty and beauty, and graceful, really? Everything is new in spring? . Pure white color, as close as tourists' eyes, is pleasing to the eye.
Unconsciously, it was late in the morning, and we reluctantly left Lihua Creek. At this time, I opened the glass window and looked at the green mountains and blue sky, always thinking: this time next year, this time the year after next, this time the year after next, I will definitely come here for sightseeing.
Selected Prose with Beautiful Language in 800 Words Part II: On a lovely Saturday morning in spring, after finishing my homework, I had nothing to do, so I took a collection of Zhu Ziqing's prose and sat in front of the door to read it. Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching. Everything looks like I just woke up, and I opened my eyes with joy? This well-known essay deeply attracted me and made me happy and intoxicated. Looking up, can't help but gently? Ah! ? With a cry, isn't it a colorful and vibrant beautiful spring scenery? You see, everything in the recovery is bathed in the soft sunshine, and the wet soil is soaked in the sweet spring rain, showing a thriving scene everywhere:
Beautiful angel, spirit of spring? Flowers decorate the earth with their beautiful posture and bright colors, making spring more charming and enchanting. Look! Pale yellow winter jasmine, white daffodils, pale green orchids and pink peach blossoms decorate the earth in colorful colors, emitting a burst of attractive fragrance and a scene of flowers blooming!
Seeing the flowers working so hard, the tree is certainly not willing to lag behind. Look! The soft spring breeze is kissing the newly awakened earth, the misty green fog is rippling on the willow branches, and the yellow leaves have been spread on the long branches of willow trees, swaying gently in the breeze; The red cotton tree with red flowers is like a burning fire, which is really spectacular; Peach trees are full of peach blossoms, pink, like patches of morning glow. What a beautiful spring!
Lively swallows shuttled back and forth, and their chirping came from time to time in the air. Beautiful butterflies flap their colorful wings and dance among the flowers. Swarms of bees are trying to brew sweet honey for human beings. This swallow, this butterfly and this bee add infinite interest to the beautiful spring.
In the field, people are trying to sow seeds. A farmer's uncle sat on a tractor and started the machine. Rows of newly turned black soil stretch under the tractor. Some rice fields reflecting the blue sky have planted green seedlings, which look like carpets from a distance; It looks like a green yarn at close range. The girl who transplanted rice wiped the sweat from her head and looked up at the green rice fields. She giggled and the laughter spread far and wide.
In this beautiful spring, the sun is shining and all kinds of colors complement each other. How can we not admire the ingenuity of nature and change a more beautiful picture than a kaleidoscope in an instant? Looking at everything in front of me, I can't help cheering from the heart: Ah, what a lovely spring!
Selected 800-word Prose with Beautiful Language Part III: Sunshine in Winter This winter, it is particularly cold; This winter, there is no great joy and no great sorrow; This winter, there is no warmth in the snow; This winter, there is no earth-shattering cry; This winter, there is only a glimmer of golden light trying to squeeze out from indifference.
This is a new day. The neon lights lost their luster in an instant. Instead, all kinds of bright clothes and shiny leather shoes. They are integrated with tall office buildings, setting off the prosperity of the city. Even in winter, even if the snow on both sides of the road has not melted, these clothes and shoes have never slowed down. Oh! This winter, it seems colder than ever!
Perhaps no one will notice that there is a trace of warmth from God in the corner.
An old beggar, kneeling beside a trash can, folded his hands and kept banging his head. There was a missing tea urn in front of him. He seems to be praying for people's attention and charity. But all these scenes are too irrelevant to the city to even attract people's attention. Just then, a little boy came running with five coins in his hand and blinked. He is waiting for the beggar's acceptance. The beggar hurried to pick it up, but at this moment, the boy withdrew his hand and looked at him with thinking eyes. The old beggar tried to rob him, but that was his meal money for a few days! But he didn't dare, because the child's father was nearby. The little boy suddenly put his hand to his mouth, blew a few hard breaths, then folded his hands and handed the money to the beggar. Grandpa, this kind of money won't freeze you, but you can keep warm! ? The old beggar's eyes suddenly moistened. He took the money trembling, looked at the boy who was running away, and thought about the money warmly in his heart. Although the face value of the money is not large, it brings far more warmth than the red paper money in the ATM. These coins, in this winter, sublimate into a boy's smile, an old beggar's muddy tears, and this winter's infinite love.
In this city, there is actually a little warmth everywhere, being kicked around by these high heels and leather shoes. Every day, people in the city pour into the office building? Unfair anger? Black water, black water, gradually swallowed up these weak light. The end of this city is the day when these office buildings spit out black water and drown the stars.