My favorite field in my hometown, where there are beautiful views all year round.
In the spring, my friend and I sowed seeds in the field. We first sowed the seeds in every small pit dug by my grandfather, then we filled the small pits with soil, and finally, we watered the seeds. After a few days, the seeds gradually poked out their little green heads under our careful care, and when a breeze blew, it kept saying hello to me.
In the summer, I went to the field to play, and found that the shoots grew much taller, are half my height, lush, from near to far, I seem to be immersed in a sea of green. In the fall, the cotton, rice and beans we planted all ripened.
I was so happy and excited that I rushed to push the family cart over and jumped into the field, picking the cotton and beanstalks, cutting the corn and rice, and I was so tired that I was panting and sweating profusely. Then again, the harvest of things with a cart back, the fruit of the harvest piled up all over the house are, I heart happy.
In winter, the snowflakes flying in the air, the fields covered with thick snow, and loose and soft, suddenly, a group of children ran to us, in the field pile of snowmen, snowball fights, play can be happy. The fields of our hometown not only bring warmth to people, but also a paradise for children to play.
2. On the life from the selection of a scene, a thing, a kind of image
The pace of life is too fast, we are running, so there is no time to take care of things around us; time is too fast, in order to learn, we are also like a gyroscope as fast as the rotation, so the good memories are forgotten; life is too long or short, the difficulties of frustration, such as the flood came!
The term "later" is confined, covered by endless homework ...... What have we missed? What have we missed! The light blue color. The day was very cold, the wind was harsh, because it was the depth of winter.
A cold north wind blew, a dark cloud rushed over from the northern sky, accompanied by a lightning, a burst of thunder.
A cold wind from the north came rushing from the northern sky, accompanied by a lightning bolt and a thunderstorm. In an instant, the wind blew, and dark clouds filled the sky, followed by bean-sized raindrops that formed a line, and without any warning, the rain fell from the sky as if the sky had collapsed, and the ground crackled.
I was carrying an umbrella, and the raindrops slid down from the umbrella bone, splashing on my clothes, and in a short while, they were wet. I picked up my pace and jogged.
The leaves were rustling, like a low music, and the path was empty. Surprised to see, a small, not *** light yellow flowers caused my attention, which made me stop in a hurry, this way small flowers and grasses is not no, but like this buds and pavilion standing small flower bones really amazing, but this is a storm ah, at this time in front of the eyes of this inconspicuous flowers have been swallowed up by the rain a petal, appear more slender and helpless, and the most important thing is to make sure that you do not have to worry about the future of your life, so that you will not have to worry about the future of your life. It's a great way to make people feel sorry for you.
But my time is limited, think here, I pulled out a pocket watch from my pocket, the seconds ticking away, *** my nerves, urging me to action I was a little chagrined, the pocket watch back into the pocket, the rain seems to seem to stop for a while, and I still have a lot of things have not been accomplished. "It's just a flower."
I was sorry to be helpless, but time didn't allow me to linger much longer, so I turned around and headed home. About a few steps, a touch of light blue into the eyes, she was in a hurry, holding a large dark blue umbrella, anxious and uneasy look makes people not a little curious.
Just saw her walk past me, came to my square position, she used her hand to hold up the body of the flower, she murmured in a small voice: "I'm sorry ah, I'm late ..." Although the voice is not big, but clear, word by word into my ears. I stood by and watched in awe as she put her umbrella in front of the flowers, and used her tender little hands to brush the soil that had been washed away by the rain next to the stalks of the *** flowers.
Another burst of bone-chilling wind, but I do not feel the slightest bit cold, her dazzling blue skirt like a wide open sea, flashing sparkling light, for my blank heart rendered on the blue can not be extinguished, this blue in my heart to and fro ripples, the heart is also with the piece of blue slightly swaying. The rain is still hard to whip the ground, rain splash, confused haunting piece, rain splash into my eyes, mold blurred everything .......
3. The most familiar scene essayOur campus, and beautiful and neat. The teaching building is a sky-blue three-story high building, it is very beautiful, like an inverted concave character, the concave place is the classroom. Each classroom is very spacious and bright. There are four rows of desks and chairs in the classrooms, two blackboards in front and back, and the teacher's podium in front. Each classroom is decorated differently. Each has its own characteristics. Some classrooms have beautiful pictures on the wall, some classrooms have a study area on the wall, and others have colorful patterns and informative articles on the blackboard behind the classroom. Teaching building on both sides of the protruding place is the teachers rest and office space, as well as conference rooms, laboratories, reading rooms and so on.
There are four flower beds in front of the building. Next to the two flower beds planted magnolia trees, peach trees, willow trees, poplar trees and so on. My favorite tall and beautiful willow tree, the spring breeze, willow with the wind fluttering, as if a group of nymphs dressed in green dancing, really beautiful.
The two flower beds in the center are diamond-shaped. There are clumps of lovely flowers growing in the flower beds. There are spring flowers, azaleas, camellias, moonflowers and so on. I most appreciate those moon flowers, there are fire red, light red, light red, big red, pink, different colors, some half open, some full open, different shapes. In the spring, a strong fragrance of flowers, attracted many small bees around the flowers, buzzing side song and dance.
In front of the flowerbed there is a playground. Inside the playground is grass, like a green blanket. In the center stands a tall flagpole. The top of the flagpole rose a five-star red flag, fluttering in the air with the wind. There is a slide on the easternmost side, which is the favorite of the lower grade children to play. Next to the slide there are two sand pits, which are used by students for long jump. There are two basketball hoops in the north and south direction, when the weather is cold, students are holding the ball to shoot hoops. The playground is surrounded by about 200 meters long oval concrete track.
How happy we are to be able to study in such a wonderful campus
4. The most unforgettable person, event, activity or scene in elementary school lifeUnforgettable team ceremony
Whenever I see the red scarf fluttering in front of my chest, a sense of pride comes to me. The situation of the new student initiation ceremony once again came to my mind for a long time.
That afternoon, the sun shone brightly, our whole school gathered in the beautiful plastic playground, **** with the witness of our first grade new members of the team ceremony. The long-awaited ceremony of joining the team finally began, when the fifth-grade brothers and sisters for us to put on the bright red scarf, the little ones face overflowing with happy smiles. We are finally honored to join the Young Pioneers!
Next I will speak on behalf of the new members of the stage, the heart is both proud and nervous, unknowingly, the palms of the hands have emerged a lot of sweat. I came to the podium, holding the microphone hand a little shaky, eyes do not dare to look ahead, but the thought of their
has been a pioneer, must have the appearance of a pioneer, so I took a deep breath, began to speak. Finally, in the warm applause of teachers and students, I walked off the podium.
Standing in the queue, I secretly resolved: I must study hard, every day, and try to learn the skills, for the class and the school to compete, for the red scarf to add glory!
Unforgettable a class cadres campaign
Ten days, nine days, eight days ...... from the teacher announced that the day is coming soon, I was incredibly excited. Two weeks ago, the teacher announced two weeks after the Tuesday election class cadres, the news as if a time bomb in the class exploded pot, my heart deer jumped east and west, fast running out. The students have gone to prepare their speeches.
Tuesday came in a flash. Xu and I agreed that he played the front, I spelled the back, who knows that he is backing off. I have to persuade him to pull a lot of nonsense words, "What he is irresponsible la! There is no honor
sense of honor la ......". By the time the first music class came around, Xu was sullen and the song wasn't sung. Feeling a little forced, I was about to go apologize to him after class when I saw him writing a speech. I was ecstatic that he didn't take my
kindness for an ass.
In the third class, the teacher walked into the classroom with joy and said to us kindly, "The campaign begins." This sentence is like a stimulant, so that my blood quickly boiled, my heart beat up to 2 times per second, faster than usual nearly two times as much.
"Mr. Xu, go on! Go on! Isn't it a deal?" I kept chattering in my mouth. At this time, the air in the classroom seemed to freeze, silent classroom, even drop a needle can be heard echo. Everyone you look at me,
I look at you, do not dare to hit the first shot.
Suddenly, Zou students raised their hands in a lightning fast manner. The classroom immediately erupted in thunderous applause, really can not be seen, sea water can not be measured ah! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! Someone is on the stage! My heart is beating even harder, so
It is! The next one is me to go. After Zou Meng's speech, I was eager to try, just at this time, Liu students violently raised his hand, the formation is too fierce, my hand down. I had previously read his speech and it was very well written.
At that time I had a premonition in my heart that he would be the class president. His hands did not shake, his face did not turn red, and when he wonderfully read, "Please cast your sacred and valuable vote!" I completely lost my confidence. My good friend Mr. Xu
After the speech, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Tang Tao, you can't afford to lose your chance, you can't afford to lose your chance, you can't afford to lose your chance, you can't afford to lose your chance, you can't afford to lose your chance, you can't afford to lose your chance, after this village, yo!" Hearing Xu's encouragement, I slowly raised my trembling hands, blushing on the stage.
Not on the stage when the heart is anxious, to the stage, more than seventy pairs of eyes looking at me, the heart of the whole thought thrown to the clouds outside the clouds, speak is full of holes, stuttering. In a flash, I had a thought in my mind: "It's over, it's hopeless, but by all means finish it!" Back to the seat, that kind of apprehension is still reverberating. No one on the stage campaign, the teacher in order to give not
Dare to go to the stage of the students a chance, deliberately counted: "ten, nine, eight ......" these numbers, it seems that each number is in the heart of the students who do not have the guts to raise their hands knocked. When the teacher counted down to the end of the time, Hu Ying raised
hand ......
Voting, a few students in the podium read, and a few students in the blackboard write "positive". I looked up and saw that I had only two positive words, and I wished that I could become invisible, go up to the stage and draw a few more strokes for myself, so that I could erase a few positive words for those students who had more votes than me.
The teacher said, "Today, we are going to have a lot of fun, and we are going to have a lot of fun. That's when the teacher said, "Tonight's homework is to achieve the ABC4 lesson." This step came too good to be true, I immediately touched out of my book bag to do the da standard ABC ....... But the eyes but from time to time
From time to time to glance at the blackboard, heart "thud" jumped ceaselessly, calm, calm ......, I keep doing deep breathing.
"Don 45 votes," the number pulled me back from the darkness. "Also not bad ah! I'm a newcomer to the world and I got 45 votes, it's good." I muttered to myself. I felt the classroom suddenly brightened up, the blue sky outside the window was smiling, the birds were singing happily, and even the five-star red flag was also uplifted.
This day was so unforgettable, I have never felt like this before. Because this is the most beautiful scenery in my life.
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5. Choose a scene in nature to write a flat essayRain is my favorite natural scene.
She is like a shower gel, washing the world clean and spotless; she is also like a pistachio, washing away my worries and sorrows and giving me back my happiness. "Rumble, rumble, rumble", this familiar sound makes me overjoyed - the rain is coming.
She came with a gong, a drum, and a gleeful visit. Look! Here she comes! Falling from the sky like a crystal clear pearl.
Oh, it's her meet-and-greet gift to me. They were saying hello to me, "Hi, it's been a long time, I've missed you, and God was kind enough to send me to see you!" They fell in the fields, in the river; popped up on the leaves, on the tips of the grass; fell on the main road ...... They were like mothers bathing their beloved children, patiently, gently, occasionally harshly, but not for long, and then returned to their kind faces.
"The passing of time is like the passing of time." How quickly time passes.
The rain is gone. Leaving behind a refreshed world.
The grass on the roadside is more and more green, is showing off their beautiful posture it; flowers have also changed into a mesmerizing colorful clothes, washed once stained, to the sunshine greedily stretched; frogs croak singing ...... sky is more blue, the clouds are more white, the rainbow came out, and the birds flew in the blue sky, chattering and chattering. . The whole world is a holy, pregnant with life, pregnant with beauty, pregnant with hope ...... Rain, my favorite! You sweep away all the filth of the world, and reappear a world so beautiful, we thank you.
6. Pick a scene, write it in a certain order, express the love of spring. (Essay)Spring has come and the sleeping earth has awakened. Spring sister to decorate the earth colorful, but also the mother of the earth weave a green dress, in this beautiful, peaceful season, people invite each other: "Spring is coming, spring is coming, quickly to the park trekking it." I also with my mom to go trekking, along the way, I have been asking my mom: "What does spring look like?" Mom pointed around the blue sky, white clouds, clear water, warm wind, gently said: "This is not spring?" I looked in the direction of my mom's finger, green mountains and green water is not charming, really picturesque ah! A walk into the park, there is a cool with a faint fragrance of flowers in the air floated over, let me intoxicated ...... look around, everywhere overflowing with the breath of spring. In the blue sky, magpies are happily playing the "Spring Song". On the ground, the grass naughty poked his head out, inspired by the spring breeze, east to see, west to see, occasionally shaking his head. Many beautiful flowers in the flower beds, one by one, you do not let me, I do not let you. Each red like fire, pink like Xia, white as snow, willow tree willow leaves by the spring wind and rain two siblings in the sky in the spring palette to dye green. A shoots quietly climbed the branches, in the spring wind blowing spring rain moisturized, as if it is an Ana more colorful girl, the spring wind is like a pair of scissors, it is more beautiful, this scene, I can not help but think of the poem: "I do not know who cut out the fine leaves, February spring wind like scissors." This is the spring I found, have you found it?
7. Choose a scene from your hometown or a life scene, write a short paragraphMy hometown scenery Speaking of my hometown Guanlin, it is not a famous town, but there is also a fascinating scenery Spring hometown wearing a thousand purple and red colorful dress. You see! Tree branches have slightly exposed some green color, a string of azaleas red and purple, outside the window began to hear the chirping birds, that is the birds are singing the song of spring! After a rainy day, everything in my hometown's fields is beautiful. Under the sunlight, the streams in my hometown look even clearer, rippling with golden light. In the spring, the hometown is full of vigor and vitality. In summer, our hometown is covered with green and light summer clothes. In the morning, bees are busy collecting honey. In the afternoon, robins chirp in the trees. At night, crickets sing in the grass. There is a pond in my hometown where lotus flowers are in full bloom and dragonflies are flying all over the sky, which is really "the small lotus is only showing its sharp corner, and there are dragonflies standing on the head". The children of our hometown enjoy themselves in the lotus pond: swimming, touching fish, catching shrimps, and picking lotus roots. In the fall, the hometown wears a golden-red evening gown. The fields of our hometown are full of golden red fruits. The leaves on both sides of the street fall with a rustling sound. Autumn in my hometown is the season of maturity, the season of harvest, the season of fulfillment, and the season of sowing. Winter hometown changed into a simple snow-white robe. The streets of the town are full of snow and the poles are covered with ice. It was snowing, and the snow was falling like willows and rushes, and it was beautiful. When the snow stopped, the roofs of the village, the fences, the wooden sheds, everywhere was covered with a layer of snow. This is really a beautiful snow scene. My hometown has different characteristics throughout the year. Although my hometown doesn't have much beautiful scenery, but in my eyes, my hometown's scenery is always the most beautiful! Flowers bloom and then flowers fall.
We have experienced too many storms, too many vicissitudes. Thoughts, is a bottle of five flavors, it has everything we can say and we can not say the flavor.
The record of life in the never-ending rotation, the fate of the needle in the above carved a trail of years, when the fate of the re-slip in a similar position, the feeling of longing, will be in the bottom of the heart, quietly rippling open. A perennial cloud traveler, panicked and flew to the post office.
The dusty trench coat, the pants legs fluttering with the wind, constitute a harmonious picture. In the background of the picture, snow is flying.
"Is there a letter for me?" "I've come for my letter," he said." There is!" He opens the letter and a wave of warmth washes over him.
At that moment, he didn't care about the tears in his eyes and let them boil in his eyes. There are only nine words on the letter: the weather is cool, wear more clothes! The thought, is a sweet feeling.
The same cold winter, at this time, it is 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, he, an ordinary college students, with their own kisses and tears, sealed the envelope. Afterwards, he lifted his pen, thought for a moment, and left a long trail on the envelope with flowing ink, that, was his hometown.
Warm Jiangnan, the paradise of fog and water. He tiredly lay on the bed, his body forcefully shrunk toward the quilt, tears, silent in the corners of the eyes.
Missing, is a sour feeling. Sitting at the table, he was in his 30s at this time, with a successful career, his own home, his own world.
"Sir, your hoe cake is ready." A waiter said.
He picked up the chopsticks with difficulty and gently put the rice cake into his mouth. It was bitter.
He wondered when his childhood favorite rice cake in his hometown had become bitter. It was so bitter that he wanted to spit it out. He sighed, stood up and walked away, with infinite melancholy and loss.
Missing, is a bitter feeling. "Alone, I do not lean on the fence, infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to say goodbye, it is difficult to see, flowing water, falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth."
Li Yu's poem, the best out of the traveler's homesickness suffering, his longing, but what kind of feeling? Perhaps it is bitter? After all, the feeling of leaving home is not good. The flavor of longing, there are thousands of kinds, depending on you, how to face.
Missing, forever the bottle of five flavors. 20 years later back to my hometown 20 years later I took the airplane to bring friends to visit their hometown hometown water has become crystal clear, the road has become very spacious cars are very beautiful, hometown everywhere skyscrapers Grandma's family lives in a do high-rise 10th floor of the house. Every family in my hometown has computers, televisions, and other advanced furniture and appliances. As soon as I got back to my grandmother's house, she poured us each a cup of tea and brought us some snacks, which we ate with great relish while chatting and eating, and she smiled happily when she saw how much we ate. After eating the snacks I and Grandma said to go outside to see the scenery of the hometown. As soon as we walked out there is a breath of fresh air, the hometown of the road is full of flowers and trees hometown environment has changed really big ah. In the past, people in the hometown threw garbage into the creek and the water in the creek was very stinky, but now the creek is full of small fish swimming in the creek, the water in the creek is crystal clear, the hometown also has a lot of beautiful scenery such as waterfalls ` high mountains, etc. `````` After viewing the hometown's scenery, we a few grandma said goodbye and then reluctant to go back.
1 Hometown Changes My hometown is in Shangpeng, a lovely mountain village. It is surrounded by green hills, green trees and red flowers, a crystal clear river slowly flowing through, a street around the hillside, look dignified, beautiful.
In the past, the people of my hometown are very poor, living in a dilapidated thatched hut, the top of the tiles are good a piece, bad a piece of the rain, the rain seems to want to come together, the house is full of raindrops, we only had to move the furniture overnight. The school was a dilapidated house with a wooden structure, the walls of which were mottled and peeled off, and there was not a single piece of glass.
In winter, the cold winds were bitterly cold; in spring, the raindrops fell from the holes in the broken tiles, and the sound of the rain and the sound of the readers became a dissonant tune. Since the reform and opening up, the village is also full of unlimited youthful flavor.
Ascending the newly built building, looking around, the whole village like a beautiful picture in front of us: a wide, flat concrete road like a gray belt through the hills. A wide, flat concrete road runs through the hills like a gray belt. The road is lined with trees, and a building rises up like a spring bamboo, in perfect order.
Shops one after another, neat and beautiful, people come here to shop. Looking southeast, the people of the hometown are using hard hands for the hometown economic takeoff vigorously.
Northwest of the mountains, dense forests like emerald green barrier.
8. Essay: Write about a scenic place (100 words)The first: the beauty of the hometown a beautiful dusk, alone in the farm on the cobblestone path to stroll, enjoy the beauty of the farm.
This beauty is a poetic beauty: tile blue tile blue sky, wisps of light clouds like smoke. West of the mountains, only a scarlet evening sun, in the sunset for the deceased trying to pour out a weak afterglow, full of poetry.
This beauty, a soft beauty: the distant roofs, the fields, still sowing a light sunshine, bringing infinite coziness. The ripples on the surface of the water are spinning, they are also ready to go home, the soft sound of the stream from a distance, from far away, from far away ...... Second: the beauty of my hometown My hometown is very beautiful! There is a forest in my hometown.
The trees here grow very strong, like warriors in armor, standing straight and guarding our hometown. There are also long grapevines in my hometown.
In the summer, this grapevine grows extraordinarily striking, dense leaves dance with the wind, like to give us a greeting! The most beautiful place in my hometown is my mom's small garden, where there are all kinds of flowers and plants all year round, attracting beautiful butterflies, dancing in the air. I love the beautiful scenery of my hometown.
Third: the beauty of the hometown The sun has just set, the evening sun appeared. The shapes of the sunset are strange and various, which is really beautiful! Some of the sunset like a puppy in the gnawing bone, some like rabbits gnawing carrots, some like small fish in the spitting bubbles, they are a thousand shapes, a thousand variations, it is too lovely! By five or six o'clock, the top half of the evening sun is pale yellow and the bottom half is deep red.
Soon the evening sun disappeared, I think it will go where? Part IV: The beauty of my hometownHello, everyone, I'd like to introduce you to my hometown. My home is in the township of Yueqing City, Wenzhou, which is very beautiful.
Not only beautiful scenery. And rich in produce, it is not very beautiful.
There is a tall building in the township, a lot of cars, and furniture city, I'm introducing you to my home, there is the best oolong tea, there is the best steamed beef in my home, and there is a fun place there Qianan Park. Every time I go home I go to the park with my family to play, a walk into the park to see rows and rows of willow trees, the river has a group of red fish, there are bumper cars, space ball, horror city ............ my hometown is not very beautiful ah, have time to come to my hometown to play Oh! .
Fifth: the beauty of my hometown My hometown is in Jiangxi. There are beautiful scenery, lush trees, and Jiangxi is still the place of the revolutionary uprising.
There is a place called Dongshanling in Jiangxi. There is a fascinating scenery, lush trees, there is a stone monument at the top of the mountain, the monument is written on the revolutionary martyrs will never die, which means that it is to commemorate the liberation war sacrifice of the liberation army.
Dongshanling is not only trees, but from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain have recreational facilities, such as playing balloon in the summer, winter fireworks. I think the balloon fight is the most fun, because breaking ten balloons can get a small gift! And Dongshanling is also a bird paradise.
Early in the morning in summer, the birds sing and play games on the branches. There are also some birds making nests at the stone monuments.
At the bottom of Dongshanling is a square called Leisure. The square is very busy every day, which I don't know why this is.
I feel that my hometown is very beautiful, I am very happy. Sixth: the beauty of my hometown My hometown is in the western part of Inner Mongolia, where there is a very beautiful scenery, the Pledge Square.
General Feng is a famous person in our history here, in order to honor him so built this square and his sculpture, and across a small river. When spring comes, the two sides of the river and the square around the snow melted, the equinox blew awake everything, green grass drilled out of the ground, the willow tree sprouted, buds green and yellow, very lovely, adding a lot of life to the square.
Summer came, the river flowed from the square below, both sides of the willow long lush, green grass covered the ground, trees lush, from time to time you can hear the frogs, blooming flowers attracted a lot of butterflies, evening walks also increased. In the fall, the autumn high, the air is fresh, the number is gradually yellow, grass, flowers stained with a layer of frost, the sculpture also looks more solemn.
Winter came, the square was covered with a thick layer of snow, to the square covered with silver fashion, even on the water surface also covered with a light glittering ice, sunshine dazzling. The square is so beautiful all year round! I love the beauty of my hometown.
9. Write a scenic compositionEvening view of the river
My hometown is in Qindeli, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on the other, which is a scenic place. In the north of my home, there is a big river flowing endlessly, it is the third largest river in China - Heilongjiang. I love this meandering Heilongjiang, and I love the beautiful scenery of the river in the evening.
Whenever the sun sets, the streets are gradually quieting down after a busy day, but the river is getting more and more lively. After dinner, I came to the river as usual, to see the charming scenery. There are many people on the river, there are walking, there are fishing, there are washing clothes, there are bathing, there are a group of bare *** dolls in the bank to play water war. From time to time came a burst of laughter. The river surface sparkling, the setting sun's afterglow shines diagonally on the water, so that half of the river is emerald green, half of the orange-red. It is really "a remnant of the sun in the water, half of the river red" ah! Under the light of the setting sun, the wave of light is like a bright star flashing, emitting bright light. Looking at this scenery, I seem to be brought into the world of stars. Countless stars surrounded me, the pair of naughty eyes blinking, like playing hide-and-seek with me.
What sound interrupted my thoughts? I stood by the river. Oh, it is the sound of the motor in the distance, I tiptoe to the distance, ah! It turned out to be a fisherman uncle driving the horse Duolu (fishing motorized boat) fishing return. Not long after, several small boats docked one after another. People immediately gathered around to see who had caught more fish. Suddenly, a man shouted at the top of his voice, "This old man is catching big and big fish, come and see!" As soon as the words fell, people rushed to the fish. Presented in front of my eyes was a cabin full of big red-tailed carp, people immediately cast envious glances at the old man with a full beard. The old man was smiling, his wrinkled face showing pride. Listening to people's comments, he smiled even more. At that moment, a long whistle shifted my eyes to the river in the distance, and a big foreign ship carrying coal was slowly sailing past in front of my eyes. We raised our hands to greet them, and they waved back to us frequently. The coming and going ships lifted up the calm river surface with rows and rows of tumbling waves, one after another kept coming to the shore, and were crashing on top of a big stone, at once, splashing up countless small crystal waves, shooting up into the air in all directions; and like beautiful pearls sprinkled down one after another, drawing a small circle of halos on the water surface, and then the small halos were slowly enlarged, and then expanded again, and finally disappeared at last. At this time, it seems to understand the art of the sun from its colorful paintbrush out of a, the river surface coated with a layer of golden yellow, to decorate this wonderful picture.
Ah! Heilongjiang, you will use your beauty to win more people's love and fascination for you!
10. Please choose a scene you are familiar with to write down no less than 400 wordsThe moon in my hometown, it is the beauty of the heart, accompanying me to grow up, in every night and day.
When I was a child, it accompanied me on the way to school. It accompanied me to my home.
I naughty want to get rid of the moon, but its speed is always synchronized with me, I stop it stops me fast he fast. In fact, the moon, there is always a side that is not going to show us.
What we see is only half of it, whether it is a full moon or a new moon. That's why we can't trust all the people we see.
It's also about looking at both sides. We have to see the shiny side of others.
Also to know his back hidden. But most moons are baring the shiny side out.
It seems similar to human expression. The moon is also essential in nature, it controls the tides of the sea, she is sometimes like a princess in winter when the snow covers the earth, the moon's light, poured on the marshmallow-like snow, the first to show the princess's purity and splendor. It seems that spring, summer, fall and winter hometown moon has the beauty that can not be depicted in words.
She is a philosopher's enlightenment, is the painter's inspiration, is the serenade of life, is my hometown's good partner. I love my hometown, and I love the clear and flawless moon in my hometown.
o(∩_∩)o seems to be less words. But spring, summer, fall and winter I only said winter.
Getting the numbers right?