Write an article about the most beautiful courtyard

1. Composition example of beautifying courtyard

During the Spring Festival, I have the opportunity to go back to my uncle's house. The door of his house faces south, and there is a building at both ends of the yard. In the middle is a courtyard 7 meters long from north to south and 9 meters wide from east to west. With this brick building of more than 60 square meters, my uncle decorated it with flowers and trees into a warm and beautiful yard.

There is a five-meter-high Tianshan spruce in the middle of the yard. Its crown is about two meters in diameter, and then it reaches the top of the tree in a pyramid shape, looking up at the needle-like leaves, neatly arranged on the branches, green and vigorous. I like this evergreen landscape tree for a long time. ...

The two sides of the second gate of the North Building are equidistant, and there are two holly trees of the same size, which are flourishing and towering; They are in harmony with spruce and are evergreen all the year round.

Taking spruce and Ermen as the center line, the courtyard is divided into two symmetrical halves: a green belt about one meter wide near the east and west walls, persimmon and apricot trees at both ends, magnolia grandiflora, cypress, cypress, boxwood and bamboo ... among them, there are woody flowers such as peony, begonia, wintersweet, plum blossom, winter jasmine, hibiscus and wisteria ... and low flowers: there are also some small evergreen trees such as. ...

The small courtyard is evergreen, full of flowers, elegant and beautiful, giving people a feeling of vitality, enterprising and happiness. More than 70 kinds of 100 carefully selected flowers and trees were planted by my uncle and aunt in three or four years, which condensed their hard work and sweat.

This is not a courtyard, it is simply a small "botanical garden" and a "Kunming City" with spring-like seasons. Its beauty and elegance bring a good environment and a happy life to the whole family. I love flowers and evergreen trees, and I love the well-off life of flowers bathed in the sunshine of the party.

Beautiful small courtyard, you purify, green, fragrant and beautify our living environment! I am the flower of the motherland, and I love this beautiful big yard of the motherland even more.

2. The beautiful courtyard composition won the first prize in our writing training class, where there is a quiet and beautiful courtyard.

There are two prismatic flower beds in the yard, both made of stone, which are very strong. There are many dirty things in the flower bed, which is very dark. All kinds of flowers and trees are planted in the soil.

In the flower bed in the east, there is a tall wintersweet tree. Wintersweet tree's branches are very thick, and there are many small thorns on them, which are very stinging. Wintersweet tree's leaves are oval, furry and rough to the touch. Those dark green leaves, after being penetrated by sunlight, are like warm jasper, very beautiful. Some wintersweet branches stand upright, like resolute soldiers; Some bend over and dance like beautiful fairies with green veils.

In the flower bed in the west, there is a mangosteen with lush foliage. Mangosteen is short, only half as tall as wintersweet tree. Mangosteen branches are thin and smooth and firm to the touch. There are many branches of mangosteen, which are tightly clustered together, just like a closely United family. Mangosteen leaves are small, but many, very lush. Clusters of leaves are scrambling to grow up, and no one wants to fall behind. From a distance, mangosteen looks like a hanging green blanket; Seen from a close distance, it looks like a happy family.

Around these two big trees, there are many small flowerpots with all kinds of flowers and plants. When the wind blows, all the flowers and plants are twisting their slender waist and dancing happily. At this time, Chimonanthus praecox and Mangosteen will also wave their arms and dance with them.

The owner of this yard is Teacher Peng, who teaches us to write. He is usually in charge of everything here. In addition to our children who come here to study, we often go to the flower beds to see. Generally speaking, there are very few people coming and going, so this yard is particularly quiet and quiet.

This small yard is really beautiful. I believe it will stay in my memory and become a very unique landscape in my life.

I have a warm, harmonious and beautiful family, which not only respects the old and loves the young, but also

Need a harmonious atmosphere. My home is a beautiful, harmonious and quiet place.

Our home.

My family is a family of four, grandpa, dad, mom and I, and grandpa is one.

An amiable old man. I have been jealous of my grandfather since he came to my house last year.

When grandpa didn't come, my parents only loved me. Whether you bought it from outside.

I am always the first to eat delicious food or cook good food at home. Ever since grandpa

After I came, I ranked second. My mother always said to me, "Respect the old and love the young,

Respect the elderly and love your younger brothers and sisters. "I grew up like a warm flower.

The flowers in the room thrive under the cultivation of parents.

My mother is hardworking and capable. She is busy every day, washing clothes, cooking and doing housework.

Take care of my daily life and diet. No matter how busy and tired mom is, she never complains and always smiles at people.

Healthy. Mom always said that as long as the family is safe and happy, it is her greatest wealth.

Fu.

My father is a man with a bad temper. He flies into a rage at the slightest thing.

But my father loves me very much. No matter what I did wrong, he never hit me. He's always

Teach me patiently. As long as I can remember, all my toys were bought by my father, regardless of me.

What do you want? Dad never says "no". Whenever I encounter difficulties, first of all,

The only person standing in front of me is my father. Whenever I encounter setbacks, my father is always by my side.

Comfort me, my father is a big tree in my heart, sheltering me from the wind and rain.

Every night, our family sit together, eat fruit and watch TV. this is

This is my wonderful family!

4. How to write the composition "Beautiful Courtyard, My Home" Although the air in April is still a little cold, spring is slowly stretching in front of us.

Roughly speaking, I have been in college for almost two years, so this spring should be no stranger. On a warm spring day, I stood under a big ginkgo tree on campus, as if I had returned to that deja vu spring and entered the cycle of seasons ... Last year, it was also a beautiful spring day, I walked past this big ginkgo tree and wandered around Dagong's campus looking for the warmth of spring.

Magnolia quietly blooms. It is always the first flower of all. She can't even wait for the leaves to grow. White petals, such as porcelain jade, stretch incisively and vividly against the near transparent blue sky, and have a kind of beauty of no hiding and no scruples.

At that time, I had just started the second semester of college life, and my dreams were accumulating bit by bit. I always feel that there are too many things to achieve, but I am hesitant in my heart. The bloom of magnolia includes the accumulation and expectation of the whole winter, just like a person's accumulation process; I will give anything for the most beautiful moment.

When the campus is full of new green and flowers, I also gain full confidence. When this new green cluster becomes cool in summer, it will also attract the envy of other school students. They said that this naturalness and generosity reflected the profound charm of the university.

Under the big ginkgo tree in front of the main building is my favorite place. Such a ginkgo tree seems to appear in a fairy-tale dream. He looks at people enjoying the cool like an old man.

I used to sit quietly on the stone bench under the tree for a long time, watching the leisurely pigeons and magpies; Once I chatted aimlessly with my good friends here, I suddenly found a toddler staggering ... Every time I came here, I was happy, and my mouth would rise inadvertently, remembering my comfort. The impression about last autumn is the dribs and drabs we collected on campus when we were studying photography. The campus in the lens is a bit strange, and we really live in it.

During the day, I like riding a folding bike on the path and breathing the breath of the sea breeze blowing in the distance; I like the peace after the strong wind. On the night with the moon, I step on thick ginkgo leaves to cover the whole road. I like to go through the woods where magpies hide, climb Niu Jiao Mountain and stare at the mature autumn campus in the distance. When it comes to avoiding the cold, the first thing that comes to mind is the big classroom in the octagonal building.

Maybe sunshine likes it here, too, otherwise how can it spread a little precious warmth here in winter? Sunlight not only reflects its spaciousness, but also depicts its antiquity.

There is no way to know how many people have taken classes here and how many people have enjoyed the sunshine here, but there will certainly be many people who miss the warmth here as much as I do. The polished and shiny desktop records its history, but it can't tell its story.

Holding a cup of hot tea, taking out my own books, indulging in my own time, gradually forgetting what season and where. Campus should never be a simple splicing of buildings or a simple transfer of knowledge.

Its trees, flowers and rocks should all have their own stories, different stories. This is not only a place where we study, but also a place where we keep our youth, and it is an eternal memory that stays in our hearts.

5. "Looking for the most beautiful courtyard" composition is like soft cotton candy.

Sweet and confused. Once you told me that you had at least five personalities. I accepted this sentence with a smile, stubbornly thinking that you were joking, so I laughed it off.

Time lets us learn to forget, but we will never forget our friendship. There are three extremes in your memory.

The first time I met you was in the sixth grade, when you were in the first grade. You are called "Jack the Ripper"

I remember at that time, you were very fond of learning and very cute. Every time you log on to the chat room for a short time, you say, "I'm going to do my homework." I'm leaving. " Then, like a gust of wind, I left. When I rubbed my eyes to find you, I was surprised to find that you didn't even leave me a back.

I laugh at your stupidity. At that time, you were really good, which was beyond my reach. Gradually, I know more about you. You appear as a "sex boy". Just when I was trying to get into my dream middle school, the dust all over the sky fell, leaving me black and blue and unable to get rid of it. At that time, I was the most frustrated and pessimistic, so you acted as a savior in my life to comfort me.

You told me that study is not the most important thing, and grades are very important, but there are still many important things in life ... when I calm down, I understand a lot. Yes, grades are not the most important, but many are the most important. For example, meeting you is my happiness. Happiness is really simple.

When I clamored for your photo, you were speechless. Once again, as if I suddenly understood, I said, "It's better not to meet and send photos.

Let's keep the beautiful and mysterious feeling in each other's hearts forever. "You paused and answered," You have grown up. "

Do you know that?/You know what? I was in tears at the other end of the computer. Yes, I have grown up, but my growth comes at a price ... Maybe you have forgotten what you said to me, but please allow me to write it down with a pen, because time will make us forget, and the beauty between us will not be allowed to disappear. Perhaps happiness is as simple as that, years can't erase our happiness, and the sun will shine because of your young and positive heart. At that time, you were so simple, like a bubble, without impurities, although in my heart, when you appeared as a third personality, I completely subverted my previous simple view of you.

I began to wonder, is he you? At that time, you were cynical and unruly. I think you have become arrogant. Where have all the warm feelings gone? I think you are so mysterious.

If I can divide you into three stages, then "Jack the Ripper" is the cutest child, "Personality Boy" is an elegant and gentle brother, and now you are a mysterious shadow, which is not bad. I am confused to find the most beautiful you, get on the long-distance train and get off at the nearest station to happiness.

6. "Looking for the most beautiful courtyard" composition is like soft cotton candy.

Sweet and confused. Once you told me that you had at least five personalities. I accepted this sentence with a smile, stubbornly thinking that you were joking, so I laughed it off.

Time lets us learn to forget, but we will never forget our friendship. There are three extremes in your memory.

The first time I met you was in the sixth grade, when you were in the first grade. You are called "Jack the Ripper"

I remember at that time, you were very fond of learning and very cute. Every time you log on to the chat room for a short time, you say, "I'm going to do my homework." I'm leaving. " Then, like a gust of wind, I left. When I rubbed my eyes to find you, I was surprised to find that you didn't even leave me a back.

I laugh at your stupidity. At that time, you were really good, which was beyond my reach. Gradually, I know more about you. You appear as a "sex boy". Just when I was trying to get into my dream middle school, the dust all over the sky fell, leaving me black and blue and unable to get rid of it. At that time, I was the most frustrated and pessimistic, so you acted as a savior in my life to comfort me.

You told me that study is not the most important thing, and grades are very important, but there are still many important things in life ... when I calm down, I understand a lot. Yes, grades are not the most important, but many are the most important. For example, meeting you is my happiness. Happiness is really simple.

When I clamored for your photo, you were speechless. Once again, as if I suddenly understood, I said, "It's better not to meet and send photos.

Let's keep the beautiful and mysterious feeling in each other's hearts forever. "You paused and answered," You have grown up. "

Do you know that?/You know what? I was in tears at the other end of the computer. Yes, I have grown up, but my growth comes at a price ... Maybe you have forgotten what you said to me, but please allow me to write it down with a pen, because time will make us forget, and the beauty between us will not be allowed to disappear. Perhaps happiness is as simple as that, years can't erase our happiness, and the sun will shine because of your young and positive heart. At that time, you were so simple, like a bubble, without impurities, although in my heart, when you appeared as a third personality, I completely subverted my previous simple view of you.

I began to wonder, is he you? At that time, you were cynical and unruly. I think you have become arrogant. Where have all the warm feelings gone? I think you are so mysterious.

If I can divide you into three stages, then "Jack the Ripper" is the cutest child, "Personality Boy" is an elegant and gentle brother, and now you are a mysterious shadow, which is not bad. I am confused to find the most beautiful you, get on the long-distance train and get off at the nearest station to happiness.

7. How to write the composition "Our home is the most beautiful yard"? Grandma's house has changed a lot since it was renovated.

I can always be in the park, and I can always have fun in it, because there is a beautiful courtyard there. Most of the left front of this yard is planted with vegetables, so this corner is always green.

The soil is black, green vegetables block the land, but shiny black soil can be seen through the gap. Grandpa takes good care of these vegetables. Almost every time he comes in, he always sees grandpa bending over to grow vegetables and pull weeds in the vegetable field, and watering and fertilizing every few weeks.

These vegetables are also very competitive under grandpa's careful care. At the time of harvest, these dishes are more delicious than those bought in the market 100 times! Next to the vegetable field, I often play. The innermost place is the exclusive place for feeding chickens. The place closer is occupied by the teapot, and the next place is the storage room.

When I was a child, I always watched my grandmother make tea, and my eyes were full of curiosity. My grandmother doesn't use an electric teapot now, but puts it on the fire and burns it with wood. I've always wanted to try it myself.

One day, grandma was cooking. I crept up the stool, picked up the poker, fumbled for firewood and put it in the round hole in the middle of the teapot. Ahem, smoke came out, and then the fire came out. It turns out that tea is not so good to burn, but until now, I still have a very strong interest in burning tea.

Sometimes, I will sit on a stool with a poker and start making tea. Sometimes, after drinking tea, I will make a baked rice cake.

It's very simple to make. Just bake a piece of rice cake on red charcoal for a while and turn over from time to time. Bake it like this for ten minutes, and then you can eat it when it is soft. Pay attention to pat off all the ashes when eating. Some dirty places are dug out, so you'd better dip them in some sugar. Gee, this tastes delicious.

This is my yard. It's ordinary, but it's full of my good memories. In my eyes, it is the most beautiful courtyard.

8. Beautiful Courtyard My junior high school composition 1000 words Author: Wang Tianxun

Prose My Courtyard

After several years of hard work and thrift, my family finally bought a building. The building is an old building, but fortunately it is on the first floor with a big yard behind it.

When this building was first bought, the yard was dirty. I don't know who did it. The yard is full of rags and shoes, and piles of broken bricks. Like a big dump. Fortunately, there are several fruit trees in the yard.

The wall of the courtyard is made of brick and cement, which is very common. There is a persimmon tree in the southeast corner and northeast corner of the yard. This tree is not big, as thick as an adult's wrist. There is a big round flower bed in the middle of the yard. What is planted in the altar is not flowers, but fruit trees. There are pomegranate trees, cherry trees and fig trees.

A cement road surrounds the big flower bed and extends to the gate. The gate is made of welded steel bars. When someone passes by the door, you will have a panoramic view of everything in the yard. There is a small brick house on the corner of the west side of the cement road, which is my kitchen. Above the kitchen is a grape trellis. The vines twisted and stretched, forming a natural barrier with the fruit trees in the altar. In the hot summer, in my yard, walking on the concrete road, don't worry about being exposed to the sun.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the cool wind came face to face, stroking your face and your skin. That's the feeling of "a cigarette like a fairy after a meal"

Spring has come, and the fruit trees and flowers in the yard have sprouted green buds for the second time. After half a month, the light green color changed to strong green. The whole hospital is lush, full of green.

Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, faint, revealing pride and delicacy. Soon, pomegranate flowers are in full bloom. Brilliant red, dyed half the sky red. In the dense grape leaves, sometimes you can see a string of green agates. Although I don't eat grapes at this time, it gives me hope. The rest of the fruit trees are displaying their own special fruits.

My own roses and some unknown flowers are also blooming for the second time. Red as rosy clouds and white as snow. Bees buzzed among the flowers; Butterflies are flying among the flowers. A few sparrows seem to have made this yard their home, flying safely from the fruit trees to the ground and disappearing from the ground into the flowers. . At this time, the sun is also beautiful, quietly and warmly bathing everything in the courtyard.

Early in the morning, I got up early and swept the yard. The clean cement road glowed green. I prune fruit trees in a scientific way; Scientific fertilization and watering. Every time someone passes by the door and looks at everything in the yard, he says with admiration, "It's really comfortable to live in such a yard, which is both a garden and an orchard." Pride and satisfaction will naturally arise. At this time, I really realized the meaning of "no pains, no gains".

Two years later, I used my savings to improve the situation and borrowed the courtyard wall to build several squares. Air conditioning and solar energy are also installed in the square. Keep these fruit trees and flowers as much as possible to make this courtyard natural and harmonious; And rich.

In my spare time, I stand on the bungalow overlooking the quiet courtyard, fruit trees, flowers, bees, butterflies, safe sparrows and mild sunshine. . Ah! What a beautiful courtyard, what a happy life!

Q:

Haven't you read what Cheng Chuchu wrote?

Answer:

I haven't seen it. I may not be able to help you.

9. Prose "Beautiful Courtyard My Home" Prose "My Courtyard" After several years of hard work and thrift, my family finally bought a building.

The building is an old building, but fortunately it is on the first floor with a big yard behind it. When this building was first bought, the yard was dirty.

I don't know who did it. The yard is full of rags and shoes, and piles of broken bricks. Like a big dump.

Fortunately, there are several fruit trees in the yard. The wall of the courtyard is made of brick and cement, which is very common.

There is a persimmon tree in the southeast corner and northeast corner of the yard. This tree is not big, as thick as an adult's wrist.

There is a big round flower bed in the middle of the yard. What is planted in the altar is not flowers, but fruit trees.

There are pomegranate trees, cherry trees and fig trees. A cement road surrounds the big flower bed and extends to the gate.

The gate is made of welded steel bars. When someone passes by the door, you will have a panoramic view of everything in the yard.

There is a small brick house on the corner of the west side of the cement road, which is my kitchen. Above the kitchen is a grape trellis.

The vines twisted and stretched, forming a natural barrier with the fruit trees in the altar. In the hot summer, in my yard, walking on the concrete road, don't worry about being exposed to the sun.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the cool wind came face to face, stroking your face and your skin. That's the feeling of "a cigarette like a fairy after a meal"

Spring has come, and the fruit trees and flowers in the yard have sprouted green buds for the second time. After half a month, the light green color changed to strong green.

The whole hospital is lush, full of green. Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, faint, revealing pride and delicacy.

Soon, pomegranate flowers are in full bloom. Brilliant red, dyed half the sky red.

In the dense grape leaves, sometimes you can see a string of green agates. Although I don't eat grapes at this time, it gives me hope.

The rest of the fruit trees are displaying their own special fruits. My own roses and some unknown flowers are also blooming for the second time.

Red as rosy clouds and white as snow. Bees buzzed among the flowers; Butterflies are flying among the flowers.

A few sparrows seem to have made this yard their home, flying safely from the fruit trees to the ground and disappearing from the ground into the flowers.

At this time, the sun is also beautiful, quietly and warmly bathing everything in the courtyard. Early in the morning, I got up early and swept the yard. The clean cement road glowed green.

I prune fruit trees in a scientific way; Scientific fertilization and watering. Every time someone passes by the door and looks at everything in the yard, he says with admiration, "It's really comfortable to live in such a yard, which is both a garden and an orchard."

Pride and satisfaction will naturally arise. At this time, I really realized the meaning of "no pains, no gains".

Two years later, I used my savings to improve the situation and borrowed the courtyard wall to build several squares. Air conditioning and solar energy are also installed in the square.

Keep these fruit trees and flowers as much as possible to make this courtyard natural and harmonious; And rich. In my spare time, I stand on the bungalow overlooking the quiet courtyard, fruit trees, flowers, bees, butterflies, safe sparrows and mild sunshine.

Ah! What a beautiful courtyard, what a happy life.

10. Beautiful Courtyard Composition 300 words On Sunday, my mother took me to grandma's yard to find autumn.

Just getting off the bus, a faint fragrance is refreshing. It turned out that my grandmother's osmanthus tree quietly leaned out of the iron fence in the yard. Clusters of pale yellow flowers are dotted among the green leaves, so delicate. When you gently touch the petals the size of a grain of rice, they are very smooth. If you smell them again, you will leave a beautiful floral fragrance in your nose.

Walking into the yard, I was attracted by a string of red firecrackers. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be Haimen pepper, like small rockets waiting to be launched. How energetic! Around the pepper is my favorite Chinese cabbage, light green. The leaves have been bitten by insects, and there are traces of spiders walking on them. Adjacent to Chinese cabbage are peanuts. There are several small yellow flowers in the center of the green leaves, which is very interesting. Peanut leaves are oval and emerald green, and the patterns on the surface of the leaves are like ripples.

Persimmons and orange trees are planted in the northwest corner of the yard. Look! Red persimmons are as red as small lanterns. I picked one and tasted it. Too astringent! Mom smiled and said, "Although the persimmon is red, it is not yet fully mature. It will only be delicious if it is picked for a few days. " Then I came to the orange tree again. Oranges are green and yellow It's big and numerous, covered with branches. I counted, there are at least five oranges on a branch! I picked a big orange, sweet and sour, really delicious!

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Grandma's yard is planted with all kinds of crops. I love grandma's yard, and I love autumn more!