七年级描写四季的英语作文【热门19篇】

春天最美的是早晨。在充满花香的早晨，如果你在睡觉，活泼可爱的小燕子，唱着优美的起床歌把你从梦中叫醒，即使是下雨的早晨，滴答滴答声也会把你叫醒。

夏天最美的是黄昏。如果有机会看到彩霞，太阳散发着红色、黄色、橙色、浅红……合成的五彩色、慢慢地往下落。这时，大地就像铺上一层金色的绸纱。

秋天最美的是午后，微风吹来，一朵朵桂花就像一颗颗小星星，闪闪烁烁、好像在对你微笑。这时，一阵阵清香在院子里飘荡。

冬天最美的是雪花飘舞的时刻，外面就成了白色的世界，屋顶上、操场上到处都积满了一层层厚厚的小珍珠，同学们捧起晶莹、无暇的珍珠玩着、显得特别兴奋……

我非常喜欢这令人陶醉的四季。

I have gone through things like the stars in the sky, and some I sigh about, I have shame, I have great anger, I feel some of the majesty, I feel some fun, let me some experience The taste of success! On that occasion, I have a class students have bought a sachet, I put together into the nose to smell, thiophene wow, the aroma is pressing, I remained fresh in his memory. I would very much like to buy one, my mother will not let me buy it, had no choice but to own it.

I take out a lot of overflowing delicate fragrance of the petals in a variety of colors. Home to some of the first jet is very strong aroma of perfume. So that each petal is a damp, and then dry on the balcony.

In two days, the petals completely done, I order for another strong aroma, I have all the flower pot and pour it into the water, until completely soaked, I picked up and dried on the balcony.

Done, I have a lot of sprayed Perfume, a Huatai Xiang! Shannon was a sharp! Spent since resolved, it should address the package what the petals!

I would like to start using cloth bags to use later. After careful consideration, I decided to use plastic bags.

I am in a plastic bag inside and outside sprayed with perfume, and some of the color-and infected with green, and then the petals into a plastic bag, tied with lines, but also with a number of needle holes, so that the aroma to overflow! I Im told that thiophene wow! And buy it from top to bottom, regardless of the sachet! Seems to smell slightly better than to buy the sachet! Ha ha!

I am in the moment of completion of the sachet, I think the days are so blue, clouds are so white, the grass is so green. Now I learn to produce sachet is the most proud of a bright star! I really wanted to announce to the world: I succeed you!

我们的学校一年四季都是美丽的，春天鸟语花香夏天热火朝天，秋天美不胜收，冬天白雪皑皑，下面由我来为你们讲一讲吧。

春天树木都抽出了新的枝条，小草探出了小脑袋，整个校园一片绿油油的，小鸟停在树上，唱着婉转动听的歌，教室里传出来了同学们的朗朗读书声，整个校园变得热闹起来了。

夏天，同学们热火朝天，小狗热得吐出了舌头，知了热的直叫，小鸡热的耷拉着翅膀，同学们热的在树下读书。地下的黄花引来了成群的蜜蜂，蝴蝶在翩翩起舞，纵情欢唱。

秋天枯黄的叶子掉落了下来，而喇叭花开了，在绿丛中生出朵朵粉红色的小喇叭，正在为小蜜蜂吹奏着动听的歌。而我们在树下吟诵着唐诗宋词，在诗海中遨游。

冬天，一场大雪过后，校园里一片白，地上白了，树上白了，房子上也白了，整个校园成了银装素裹的白色世界，我们在操场上打雪仗、堆雪人，我们的欢声笑语在天空的上空徘徊着。

我爱我们的校园，因为它是我成长的摇篮。

The winter rain came, mixed with fresh air and a plume of weak wind came. Silently moisten a side of the land, to bring people infinite beautiful, so that peoples lives full of warmth and joy.

Winter rain is not fierce, not violent, do not pay lightning, it is always quietly fell to the ground, issued a "blah" to sound. This rain, like the willow on the tens of thousands of silk sash, like the feathers in the air wandering.

People like the spring rain, because it has the hope of vitality, there is a good beginning.

People like the summer rain, because it gives people a trace of a trace of cool. After the rain the city is more and more new, full of vitality; heavy rain after the scenery is more charming - seven-color rainbow rising, in the sky set up an arch bridge, looming, quite magical, wonderful feeling.

People also like the rain of autumn, because it can make melons more sweet, more good. The scouring of the rain makes this fall more poetic. So that the mountains of the leaves, the earths autumn more charming.

Winter rain is cold, because the winter is cold, the rain is colder, not only affect people travel, but also undermine the traffic safety, in the eyes of people winter rain is like a no evil big bad guy.

So winter rain is poor "poor" child. No vitality, no hope, no vitality is a nothing of the people.

But the rain in the winter is still so happy, worry-free underground, until the spring comes ... ...

Winter rain, the time is not long, so that people review the cool summer, the rain after the Yalu River, the air cleaner and cool.

春

是谁，翻开崭新的第一页日历，是雨中翩飞的燕儿？是云端展翅的布谷？亦或是，辞旧声中的声声炮竹？又是谁，在干枯的原野上撒下第一片希望，是黄土地上辛勤耕耘的老黄牛？是父亲额头边被风霜浸染的白发？亦或是，母亲脸上被年轮班驳的皱纹。只看见，一缕细雨和风从身旁飞过，就这样，你俏嫩的脸颊被被杏花吹得粉艳，被桃花笑得火红。就这样，你把一个沉睡了千年的梦唤醒，开始踏下一个新的脚印。

夏

还没来得及为你披上一件衣裳，太阳便把你的心窝晒得滚烫，承载着的春的嘱托，你精心守护着第一个承诺。午后，乌云游走过整个晴空，然后，流下一滴感动的泪水，洗去了农人肩背上疲惫的灰尘。此时，枝头刚凋谢的花蕾已经孕育出一个个新的生命，在蟋蟀的唧唧声中，慢慢把身影拉长，拉长……庄稼地里的人们，挥舞着被岁月啃缺的镰刀锄头，以诗人的笔，写一些遥远的希望。

秋

送走夏日里的最后一缕火热的娇阳，你牵了种子的手，一路搀扶着，走过两个季节的长长短短。只为，遍地金黄中枝头高挂的果实，和田野边农人们憨实的笑靥。我分明看见，他们的双眼中已经沁着欣喜的泪花。终于，水田里的谷穗，悄悄爬上曾经那一棵还是禾苗的头顶，把叶压弯；也把收割者的背压弯，把扁担压弯。你用一份丰收后的容颜，慰籍农人们苦苦跋涉了许久的汗水。南飞的燕，也被你送走在落叶归根后的树梢，深情的吐出一丝丝白雾，掩没它们归家的足迹，只留给蔚蓝的天空，一片悠长悠长的回忆。

冬

是谁，为三百六十天的最后季节划上一个句号，是高山顶上纷落的白雪？是屋顶上刮过的那股寒流？亦或是，村庄里行人身上厚实的棉袄。又是谁，悄悄卷走昔日里五彩斑斓的满地繁华，是偷偷沉眠地下的虫儿？是臃懒迟暮的太阳？亦或是，忙碌了一生的光树丫？再也看不到斜日里翩飞的杏花，听不到，纷纷扬扬的小楼细雨，滋润谁家姑娘的心房。暮然回首时，你已兑现完最后一个承诺，抓一把未化完的白雪，洒满整个大地，继续领唱不老的歌谣。在刺骨的风中，等待，等待。等待下一个春的来临。

我的校园一年四季都很美丽。

春天时黄绿相间，欣欣向荣。雪都融化了，小草睡醒了，钻出地面，伸了伸懒腰。小树也开始慢慢变绿，树上的小鸟叽叽喳喳地叫，把燕子召唤回来了。

夏天时翠绿欲滴，一片葱茏。从大门一看，花坛里的牡丹花每一朵都显得有精神。再往里走，到处都是绿色，小草是绿色的，小树是绿色的，就连我们的校服都是绿色的，显得格外凉爽。

秋天时树叶变黄，红叶遍坡，霜叶满目。我们学校外的一棵枫树成了这里的主角，他的枫叶红得非常浓，好像一团火。别的树上落下的黄叶给操场铺了一张黄地毯。

冬天时银装素裹，分外妖娆。冬天一下雪，我的学校就更美了。操场上到处雪白，连教学楼都是白色的，好像走进了白色的世界。最漂亮的还是那几棵小树上的树挂，棕色的树枝上托着丰满的雪，漂亮极了。

我的校园四季都很美丽，我爱我的校园。

Two little kittens went fishing at sea. First, they sat in their raft and rowed themselves away from shore. Then Tom Cat put the bait on the fish hook and threw it out into the ocean. And they waited for a long time until finally, they sensed a fish caught on the hook.It was a huge salmon! And the kittens happily returned home with their catch.

All of us like our physics teacher, Miss Gao. When our class master asked for leave, Miss Gao took his place. Although her family name is Gao一in Chinese it means tall-shes really shorter than all the other teachers. But we have never paid attention to her height，instead we are always interested in her lessons. She is strict with us so we have made great progress in physics. Now our class master has come back, but we still regard Miss Gao as our second class master.

My mother is a kind and gentle woman.She is always very gentle.She takes good care of her children and keeps them all at school.I have two brothers and two sisters.So she gets five children in all.She gives us every comfort we need.We all love her very much.

My mother has too much to do in bring us up.As our family is not rich enough,my mother always hits to do a lot of work.She gets up very early and sleeps very late every day.She works very hard,yet without complaining.

The little egret is a delicate poetry.

Pigment, gestures, everything is appropriate.

The White crane is too large, too stiff, pink Ibis or grey heron, also think big, and too unusual.

However, egrets are because its common, and oblivion its beauty.

The snow-white body hair, it s a streamlined structure, the iron color growing, cyans feet, one of the increasing by one of reducing too long, too short branch, one of the suspicion of swells and white Diane come at the expense of one of the suspicion of the dark.

In clear water when there is a field only two standing fishing, the entire field has become a site of embedded in the glass box. The size of the field as Egret design seems to people from all walks of the mirror box.

Sunny in the morning, saw it alone at the apex of the tree stand, it seems as if it is not stable, yet it is. This is the other birds difficult performance hobby. People say that it is within our grasp whistle, it really is in sight whistle? twilight sky rare low-flying egret is a rural life in favor. It was clear to visualize, and have a life.

Some people might feel beauty, Egret cant sing. However, egrets are not of itself is a very beautiful songs?-no, the reason the song too.

The little egret is a poem, a charm in the heart of prose poems.

The new term begins. We are students of Grade six. My classmates come back to school. Besides, we have a new class mates, Jiang Ting. She is a lovely girl. But she is shy to introduce herself in front of us. Before, she lived and studied in a small village. Now, she moved to our city with her parents, because her father works here now. She says that our campus is large and beautiful. She is so excited to study here. I hope can have good days with us and make friends with us early.

Winter is my favourite season.Winters coming also means snow " following.

I believe no one dislike snow ,the white ,beautiful flowers.When it snowing,we will rush out of the warm and comfortable houses,run and play on the ground in snow,enjoying the happiness that belongs to us children.

I also like to skiI with several boys.So, how can I forget the winter,and the white ,beautiful flowers,and our simple happiness

优美动听的歌声，绿草如茵的小路，还有那玉石般的湖水，再加上若有若无的云儿，这，好似人间天堂……

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柳枝拂柳迎春息

春天的脚步慢慢走近了，大地万物都苏醒了，绿石般的湖水开始缓慢流动；柳树的枝梢上，长出了嫩绿的芽儿；小路上，出现了星星点点的嫩草；小鸟儿也唱出了婉转的歌声，供给人们欣赏。是春天唤醒了它们。

我爱你，春天的家乡。

夏日炎炎似烤炉

夏天悄悄的来临了，蝉姑娘在树叶上喊着什么；大地母亲呼出了热腾腾的气体；街道上，小狗耸拉着脑袋在树荫下休息；孩子们一边吃着雪糕，一边埋怨天太热；云儿姐姐似乎觉得他们太可怜了，于是，就撒下了一阵清凉的小雨，好让大地母亲湿润一下，不再那么干旱，让大树婶婶把枝叶舒展开，变的漂亮起来。

我爱你，夏天的家乡。

瓜果香甜飘十里

秋姑娘骄傲的来到了这里，她让树叶变成金黄的地毯为她铺路，她让所有的果实都成熟来供她享用，她还为农民伯伯变出了香甜的玉米和饱满的花生，作为过冬的粮食。虽然秋姑娘很骄傲但她却给我们带来了巨大的丰收。

我爱你，秋天的家乡。

鹅毛大雪漫天飞

冬天逐渐来临，那玉石般的湖水结了冰；小路旁边的大树上，已经剩下光秃秃的枝干了，村子里的房屋上覆盖着厚厚的积雪，人们都聚在一起围着火炉聊天；孩子们都在外面堆雪人、打雪仗。大街上静悄悄的，比起夏天来倒有些冷清。

我爱你，冬天的家乡。

家乡，我管你是春夏秋冬、还是严寒酷暑我都喜欢你，因为你带给了无穷的乐趣。现在，请让我说一声

“我爱你家乡”。

[描写家乡的四季的作文

The winter is coming, the weather is getting cold. After the second day of the afternoon, we all pleasantly surprised to find the rain! The rain outside the window da da da da hit the window, the outside of the ground has accumulated a small puddle, the rain into a small puddle to form a A small ripples, to the surrounding waves open to go. I can not wait to open the window, a cold wind blowing, I stretched out his hands, thin rain hit my hand, slightly hurt.

Afternoon after school and Luo Shu Tong, Yang Ruoxin went to Xu Baihui home rehearsal English drama, out of the school I found that when the rain than the second class after the larger and dense, the rain is like a shell On our umbrella, the rain fell into the puddle and burst into a transparent, round and small blister. Roadside trees on the leaves have many raindrops down, then the temperature is lower, and to Xu Baihui home I feel almost frozen ears.

Night my father to pick me home, on the road I think the rain seemed a little bit a little, but still very close. The lights were raindrops, and they fell like a root from the sky. The way people riding a bike umbrella, bow quickly ran home to go.

Now the night has been deep, the rain is still under the rhythm of the next. The earth quietly, only to hear the rain hit the window on the drop of da da sound. Old people often say: "rain hit the ground under the snow." Tomorrow it will be under the snow, right? We can snowball, snowman.

Standing in the shore of the beach to the far distance, we have only seen one white. Water and sky merged into one or both days of hard water. Is the so-called: mountain hill lock lock fog fog, even the water the end of days water incessantly. distant sea, the sun shining in the beautiful, the fish shop in the movie like water, like a naughty child constantly jumping shore

01 My Father

01 我的父亲

One of my earliest memories of Dad is that he would often leave the house at dawn to go jogging.

我对父亲最早的一些记忆之一是他以前常在黎明时离家去慢跑.

He was a traditional Chinese father,which means that he didnt show his affection for his kids easily.

他是一个传统的中国父亲，这意味着他不轻易对儿女表露他的情感.

And he and I didnt talk much.

而且我和他并不常交谈.

Some time ago, he made me go jogging with him.

前一阵子，他叫我和他去慢跑

I hated it be-cause I didnt know what to say to him.

我讨厌和他慢跑，因为我不知道要和他说什么.

Needless to say, I did not enjoy exercising with Dad.

不用说，我不喜欢和爸爸一起运动。

However, as time went by, he and I began to talk while jogging.

然而，随着时间推移，我和他开始在慢跑时交谈。

Later, he even began to tell me jokes!

后来，他甚至开始讲笑话给我听!

It was a side of him that I had never seen before.

这是我以前从未见过的一面。

Im gald that he made me go jogging with him because our relationship has greatly improved as a result.

[描写我的父亲的英语作文

Of the four seasons,I love Spring best.In Spring,the weather gets warmer and everything begins to grow rapily.If we go to the countryside on a sunny day in Spring,W‘ll find tree turning green and flowers blooming.Besides mypersonal interests,I think the most in portant reason.

Why I like Spring is that Spring signifies hope and progress.It assures us a promising season of summer and also the most iportant havvest seaso-autum.I love Sprig.

I love the spring, because she is full of life; I love the summer, because she is hot, full of passion; I love autumn, because she has the joy of harvest; but I love the winter, because she contains a fascinating charm.

Winter morning, a eyes open, you can see the balcony of the window glass condensed out of a large fog, like chrysanthemum, like Liu, like a lake ... ... beautiful very. See here, I suddenly get up from the bed, dressed, went straight downstairs.

Just a go out, a chill hit the head, I can not help but shiver! The weather is really cold ah, even the sun in the sky are hiding in the clouds refused to come out. The air is free from a few strands and not too thick fog, as if wearing a gentle chiffon. Milky white morning fog is like a real thing, reaching a grasp, but nothing, they are like a group of white elf in amusement to you. After a little while, the fog gradually scattered. The sun also jumped out from the clouds, all around the moment a bit bright.

With the rise of the sun, everything around it seemed so bright! Some of the water on the road had condensed into a thin layer of ice. I leaned over and stretched out my hand, and there was a slippery, cool, hard feeling over my body. I quickly stood up, looking at the roadside trees, bare branches on the already no green embellishment, looks no longer as full of vitality in the past, full of vitality. Waves of cold wind blowing, the branches of the trees slightly swing, as if a chatter. They at the foot of a small amount of leaves, has long been the wind without a trace, the only remaining some of the soil has been absorbed. Touch the trunk, a rough, hard feeling hit, the same in the winter under the invasion becomes cool.

In the twinkling of an eye, the sun has risen completely. This winter morning gradually in the past, that the slightest chill is also more and more light.

I love the winter morning, because she has a kind of unspeakable, fascinating charm - which is unmatched by other seasons.

Autumn is a mature, harvest season. I like the fall of the orchard, because it brings great joy to the people.

Into the autumn orchard, you will feel a trace of cool wind, sandwiched with a trace of fruit fragrance blowing, straight Qin your heart and spleen. Come to the world of fruit, you will shine: pomegranate, grapes, dates ... ... is almost dazzling.

Autumn orchard colorful, friendly fruit dolls put on new clothes, jump dance, welcome guests to come. Apple brother shy face, embarrassed to hide behind the leaves; grape sister put on a purple dress; persimmon like a small lantern, for people to lighting ... ...

Autumn orchard night, beautiful, beautiful so you can not describe. In the hazy moonlight, the night has added a trace of mystery, you faint can hear the sound of the growth of the fruit, looking at the night sky sleep so much, while the little stars are not restless, blinking blink, I Think of the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver: Once upon a time there was a Cowboy, the weaver took a fancy to him, but the weaver had committed the sky and was taken up by God. The Cowboy took the child riding the leather and flew up to the sky to find the weaver, but the Queen Mother A galaxy, they can only across the bridge across the year on July 7 to meet once.

I like the fall of the orchard, it can give me countless reverie; also make my mind clear.

The National Day, aunt took me to the nantong play in the park.

Along the way, I saw flowers, flowers are varied. There are red, yellow, purple... , let a person see more dazzling. A breeze blowing, the grass in nod, flowers are in the dance. Beautiful.

We in the supermarket to buy something to eat first, and then we went to the park. Entered the park, we saw many animals, have a smart lovely little monkeys, they jumped up and down in the cage, wave to the visitors, I took some biscuits for them, the little monkeys pushing me like bees, with biscuits; That they are a jovian tiger, came over and their ferocious appearance makes people dare not near; With beautiful proud peacock, is to catch up with them when we got there the tail, the colorful feathers opened like handfuls of beautiful sun umbrellas, it is no wonder that the peacock proud. There are many unknown small animals. A long time, and I didnt leave in the aunts urging the zoo.

Then we have to play electric horse, sitting in the boat. Unconsciously by late afternoon, we are reluctant to go home, evening I still had a beautiful dream, dream of my house is a beautiful park.

This is really a happy day!

国庆节到了，阿姨带我去南通公园玩。

一路上，只见花草丛生，花儿们争奇斗艳。有红的、黄的、紫的……，让人看得眼花缭乱。一阵微风吹来，小草们在点头，花儿们在跳舞。美丽极了。

我们先在超市买上一些吃的东西，然后我们到了公园。一进公园，我们就看到了许多动物，有机灵可爱的小猴子，它们在笼子里跳上跳下，对着游人招手，我拿了一点饼干给它们，小猴子们像蜂儿一样挤过来，抢着饼干;有威风凛凛的老虎，它们正大摇大摆地走过来，它们那凶猛的样子使得人们不敢靠近;有美丽骄傲的孔雀，我们到那儿时正赶上它们开屏，那五颜六色的羽毛打开了就像一把把美丽的太阳伞，难怪孔雀要骄傲了。还有许多不知名的小动物。看了很久，我才在阿姨的催促下离开了动物园。

接着我们又去玩了电马，坐了小船。不知不觉到了傍晚，我们恋恋不舍地回家了，晚上我还做了一个美好的梦，梦见我家也开了一个美丽的公园。

这真是愉快的一天啊!