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　　今天學(xué)習(xí)啦小編想要和大家分享的是：小升初優(yōu)秀作文：一天中的美景 ;內(nèi)容僅供參考閱讀，希望大家能夠喜歡;

　　一天中的美景

　　清晨，仿佛是一張墨不多的素描，淡雅而又純樸。在薄薄的晨霧中，隱約可見(jiàn)綠樹(shù)的綽約風(fēng)姿，那一片生機(jī)勃勃的勁草，更是綠的耀眼，綠的鮮明，如同寡淡的清水溶入了一塊方糖后的滋味，讓人心醉。清晨又是新的一天的使者，她來(lái)了，驅(qū)散了黑夜，慈母般的降臨人間，輕輕的從東邊揭開(kāi)了籠罩在大地上的淺褐色的綾紗。然后，又輕輕的，溫情的喚醒了群山，喚醒了大地，喚醒了甜睡的生命，使天地頃刻間萬(wàn)象更新，一片光明，大地蘇醒了，那么迷人，那么柔媚，像搖籃里初醒的嬰兒在稚氣的睜著水靈靈的大眼，滴溜溜的望著喚醒自己的母親，那么天真，那么乖巧。

　　清晨喚醒了新的生命，為大自然帶來(lái)了無(wú)窮的生命力。

　　太陽(yáng)終于出來(lái)了，光芒像一個(gè)調(diào)皮的娃娃，在乳白色的霧氣中一閃一閃的。白衣舞女似的薄霧在陽(yáng)光的作用下，慢慢隱去了。遠(yuǎn)方的房屋，樹(shù)木逐漸露出了身軀。

　　夜幕徐徐的從空中垂下來(lái)，窗外，鐮刀似的月亮斜掛在夜空。天幕上，繁星點(diǎn)點(diǎn)，像是黑色幕布上綴著的寶石。一縷縷清談的月光，從窗戶里直透到床前。

　　月亮透過(guò)班駁的樹(shù)隙絲絲絲縷縷的掛下來(lái)，在地面上鋪了一層碎銀。每一片樹(shù)葉都似乎靜靜的侵在牛乳里。清風(fēng)陣陣，給人們送來(lái)了一絲涼意。每當(dāng)這是，樹(shù)葉就發(fā)出"沙沙沙"的聲響，像在竊竊私語(yǔ)，又像在編織著美麗的夢(mèng)。草叢里，各種不知名的蟲(chóng)子"蛐蛐"，"唧唧"的唱著歌兒，此起此伏，組成一部和諧的樂(lè)曲。我想，這是它們?cè)陂_(kāi)音樂(lè)會(huì)吧!

　　這就是那淡雅而又純樸的清晨，金光萬(wàn)道，紅日東升的正午和月色朦朧，繁星閃爍的夜幕!

　　英文翻譯

　　The beauty of the day

　　　Early in the morning, as if ink sketch a few, simple yet elegant. In the thin morning mist, looming trees graceful charm, and that a vibrant Supergrass, it is bright green, bright green, like Guadan water dissolved after a taste of a sugar cube, so people enchanted. Another day early in the morning of a new messenger, she came to disperse the night, motherly come to earth gently from the east opened on earth shrouded in beige damask yarn. Then, they gently warmth awakened mountains, awaken the earth, awakened the sleeping life, that world Vientiane instant updates, bright, earth wake up, so charming, so lovely, like a cradle waking babies childlike water Lingling big eyes wide open, looking at rolling wake up his mother, so innocent, so cute.

　　Early morning wake-up a new life, as nature brings infinite vitality.

　　The sun finally came out, the light like a naughty child, in the milky mist twinkling. White dancers like mist in the sun action, slowly faded a. Distant houses, trees gradually exposing the body.

　　Night sailed through the air hanging out of the window, like a sickle moon in the night sky Xiegua. The sky, the stars, like a black curtain trimmed with gems. A plume talk moonlight, from the window Zhitou to bed.

　　Parti moon through tree-gap Si Sisi strands hanging down, spread a layer of coins on the ground. Every leaf seemed quietly invade the milk inside. Breeze blowing, giving people brought chilly. Whenever this is that the leaves on the issue of "Falling" sounds, like whispering, like a beautiful dream in weaving. Bushes, various unknown bugs "cricket", "Haw," the singing children, this play this V, composed a harmonious music. I think this is their concerts now!

　　This is the simple yet elegant that morning, ten thousand gold, red Dongsheng noon and dim moonlight, starry night!