After school, at the suggestion of his classmate, Tai Rui, a few "World Cup fans" in the class are ready to play a soccer match in the garden. Yang Zhe, the student who took the soccer ball, came late, and we were all as anxious as ants on a hot pan. After the soccer ball was brought, we divided into A and B teams. A wonderful, fierce soccer game began.
See the two sides are there to scramble, Yang Zhe with their own skillful skills to shoot the ball to the opposing goal, the goalkeeper Yang Hong jumped hands solidly to catch the ball, and kicked the ball in the midfield, his teammate Tai Rui received the ball, he flashed a number of B-team players with a high level of skill, kicked the ball on the right side to the front of the goal, the goalkeeper tensed his face tightly, and was about to receive the ball, unexpectedly, I ran over quickly, the ball will be held, calmly kicked the ball, and the ball will be held, and the ball will be held, and the ball will be held. I ran quickly and took the ball, calmly shot the ball, the ball finally broke the net, and the score on the field changed, 3 to 1.
Because we were up by two goals, the B-team was not willing to give up, *** getting more and more excited. They didn't surrender and were still cheering for themselves, hoping to move a point. Not long after, Yang Zhe grabbed the ball and broke forward with the ball to the front of the penalty area. He fired a furious shot, but unfortunately lacked luck and the ball crashed into the goal post. This dangerous shot made us break out in a cold sweat.
The game is getting more and more intense, although our team is one point ahead, but we do not dare to take the enemy lightly. This time, Tai Rui took advantage of the enemy team's defense holes to bring the ball to the left side. At this time, Yang Zhe has been on the left side, is following him to scramble, Tai Rui stable with the ball. Not good! Yang Zhe was about to cut him off, Tai Rui dodged, passed Yang Zhe's "ghost gate", and passed the ball to his teammate Guan Feng, who was in the penalty area, met the ball, and shot at the opponent's goal with a furious kick. The goalie was too late to make a save and could only watch the ball break through the net.
In the end, we beat the B team 2-0, and the B team got nothing. As the sun set, the students said goodbye to each other in the garden. I also returned home with a full load of the day's pleasure.
2. Fourth grade language book Di two unit figure of the composition
Every year the Spring Festival to return to the old home.
The old home does not have the heavily polluted air of the city, only the cool air: with the fragrance of flowers and plants, the greetings of trees, and the cleanliness of the pool. There was no clamor of people arguing, the piercing noise of machines, the murmur of stools rubbing against the ground. There were only the whispered greetings of country people to each other, a melodious country song, the occasional cries of animals, and the rustling of leaves. There are no tall, dignified, giant-like buildings in the city. There are only small tiled houses: not tall, but harmonious. Surrounded by green, stepped mountains, people feel relaxed.
Early in the morning, the fog is still wrapped around the mountains. Walking out the door and taking a breath, one feels refreshed. The evergreen cactus in the yard is still like the god of the door to take kind of guard at the door. Look at the body covered with thorns, people feel murderous. Rooster began to crow up, seems to be a dutiful soldier. Small flowers and grasses are still bent over a waist, a face of sleepy look.
At noon, the sun rises in the sky, the earth is red hot red. The animals also started their own "travel". Mother chickens took their flock to enjoy the flowers and trees in the distance. The ducks swam freely in their own lake, quacking proudly. Cows strolled leisurely in the mountains, mooing a few times now and then, like telling their feelings of self ......
At night, the evening sun is always the most beautiful! Watching a line of red in the sky, followed by the darkness that gradually weaves its way up into the sky.
Everything is so silent.
3. Fourth grade, the second unit of the second book of the language text to see the picture writing essay how to writeI am the spring raindrops I am the spring raindrops, like countless roots of the spring girl's embroidery needles, we strung up like a string of pearls.
Early one morning, I was awakened by a burst of gentle spring winds, opened my drowsy eyes, ah, it turned out to be the spring girl came without realizing it! She came to tell us to fulfill our mission: to moisturize everything and help the plants break out of the ground. I hurriedly put on a crystalline coat, take the white cloud sister's bus to the earth's slippery slide.
As we left home, Mother White Cloud kept urging us to fulfill our mission. My little friend and I held hands, shoulder to shoulder, and slid down to earth together.
I saw: some partners fell into the river, and the river with the singing, and small fish and shrimp play play; some partners in the petals of the flower while sliding slide to see the green trees, flowers, birds and flowers of the world; some partners in the green grass like grass on the lawn and grass dance; and there are partners to help the green tree sister wash her hair! Everyone was busy and happy. When I do not know where to go, suddenly saw a large green seedlings, with his "hand" to us! From a distance, it looks like a large green sea.
I hurriedly asked the sister breeze to take me to the field, so I and a group of partners came to the field over the field, I can not wait to jump down, and the seedlings to talk to them, so that they grow bigger and taller. "Ah! Am I dreaming? It's really spring rain! Thank you, little raindrops!" When I listened carefully, it turned out to be Uncle Farmer praising us! I heard my face like a red apple.
Ah! Spring, is how beautiful ah.
4. How to write a composition for the second unit of the language book in the first book of the fifth gradeIn the summer of 2029, I visited Huizhou from Washington. Huizhou - happens to be my beautiful, intimate hometown. Sitting in a one and one fast flying ship, I can not help but think of many poems: "young leaving home, the oldest return, the hometown voice has not changed sideburns," "dew from this night white, the moon is the hometown bright" ...... Suddenly, a clear, sweet voice came: Everybody pessenger, spacecarft will Landing! The spacecraft will land, and I was very excited. The spaceship landed in mid-air, and instead of a ladder, a rainbow of light slowly brought us down from mid-air.
I came down from the spaceship. Suddenly, there was a man in a translucent phantom who said, "Hello, I'm Counseling 2017, how can I help you!" My mission on this expedition was to see the environmental and natural aspects of Huizhou. I then told Counseling 2017 well, "I want to go to the most environmentally friendly and natural place in Huizhou, right now immediately." Counseling 2017 showed on his shirt, "Please pay 2025 yuan." I left to give him the 2025 yuan. The eyes went black and revealed a beautiful, environmentally friendly and natural scene on the left and right, all greenhouses, soil-less and chemical-free fruits and vegetables. Big and sweet strawberries, which were small and buggy 20 years ago, can now be eaten without washing and are not harmful to the body. And the green and leafy lettuce can be eaten raw without washing.
In the front and back of the various natural colors of the windmill and aquatic products. In the front, there is a waterwheel, and in the back, there is a windmill, each 8 to 9 meters away from each other. Both the aquatic and windmills are used to generate electricity.
The surroundings are so beautiful, environmentally friendly and natural. The hometown, no matter how technological, still has its mundanity, simplicity, and the most beautiful beauty of that time - the beauty of nature.
Time flies, it's nighttime now, and tomorrow morning, it will be Washington!
5. fifth grade next book language unit two look at the map compositionaffection, an eternal theme. It is this blood is thicker than water affection, accompanied by us through each unforgettable days, writing our colorful life.
Through that window of history, I peeped, I saw the affection, saw the scene about the past, present and future stories.
More than a hundred years ago, thunderstorms, pouring rain, raging winds pounced on the boat carrying the child, the child and the mother on the shore tearing her heart out and crying, but to no avail, so the bones and flesh separated, and the wind whistling, which sneered at the scene, laughing at the skinny mother can not change the fate of the bones and flesh separated. I not only saw this scene of a hundred years of tragedy, the end of the window, I saw the separation of flesh and bone in the days of longing for the other side of the world. The stars have changed, the years have passed, but thousands of miles apart, but also constantly separated from the mother and son's thoughts. Yes, how can love be diluted by distance and time! In the long night, the fishing boat lit a fishing lamp, through the faint light of the fire, the son seems to see the mother tearful watch when the thin figure. "Mother", my great mother, I must return to your side! "Hope" makes the son firmly believe that the darkness will one day be dispersed by the bright sun, finally in a windy morning, the small fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born and raised, the mother and son sobbed and sobbed, thrilled, at this time, the window of history quietly watched, it is proud of the mother, but also for the son. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.
However, I found the mother in this joy also hides a trace of depression. It turns out that the mother has a son, his name is Taiwan, Taiwan and his mother, although only one gorge, but also failed to put into the arms of his mother. His eyes were filled with helplessness. History of the window next to a dying tree, a small bird with injured wings cried: "Mom, I want to go home, go home ......" The bird's cries made the heartache of all things heard. Ah, I see, the injured bird's mother flew to save its child, the bird's mother to find the bird has flown very tired, but at the moment she did not stop, but busy for the bird to heal the injury, for the bird to forage for food. Finally, the bird was healed, and flew with his mother in the air, and then looked around him: the old dead tree was moisturized by the rain and sprouted new buds.
The wind is clear, the clouds are quiet, the sky is blue, and the grass is green. The world has become a wonderful place because of the affection; because of the affection, mother and son will be reunited.
6. 2014 6 grade book language book unit 2 essay writing a scenery 400 wordsBeautiful Longqing Gorge
By Yao Tong
On a sunny morning, our whole family came to Longqing Gorge together happily to enjoy the beautiful colorful scenery together, and come together to appreciate this refreshing natural world.
Once off the bus, the fresh air came to my nose, making my whole body feel incredibly smooth, as if I came to a magical world of paradise, giving me that comfortable feeling. It makes me full of strength. Let me put all the unpleasant things in the back of my mind, a heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
As far as the eye can see, the towering mountains became the first to meet my "people", the mighty and steep mountains lush, overlapping, as if a long dragon, a glance can not be seen; towering peaks of the peaks of the sky tired, different, as if a long sword, straight into the clouds. Mountains with green trees and grass as a dress, with white clouds as a turban, with the flow of the spring wash face, dress themselves very beautiful.
Longqing Gorge is not only majestic mountains, clear streams and waterfalls are even more beautiful and spectacular.
After walking into Longqing Gorge, you will be amazed --- it turns out that every few meters here, there will be traces of water. There are flowing streams, quiet pools and majestic waterfalls, the most is a silver chain of streams. It ran like a flowing crystal clatter. The stream pounded against the rocks and tinkled like a white girl plucking a lute. The fine yellow sand and white stones at the bottom of the stream were like sifted gold dust and pearls. The most elegant is a pool of green pool water, it is in the sunlight under the ripples, bursts of white light, as if countless pieces of silver in the water echo. Small pool of water plants, pushed by the water, shaking, leisurely twisting the slender waist. The most spectacular also counts the waterfall, snow-white waterfall, as if millions of strands of soft silver veil floating on the cliffs. From the waterfall in the splash out of the small water droplets as fine as soot in the air, into the mist, to the mountain streams and trees covered with a layer of light veil. The moment the waterfall injected into the water pool, a small white wave rose up in the air, splashing jade and throwing pearls in general.
Long Qingxia that towering mountains, clear water really let me forget.
Longqingxia is really beautiful!
7. 5 grade next book language unit 2 of the picture writing essay 300A sunny afternoon, a group of boys happily came to this open space, the schoolbag and hat a throw, piled up into two piles, will become a simple goal. The game began.
The blonde-haired goalie, his face rose to red with nervousness and excitement, and although his knees were scraped yesterday, he didn't care. He put his hands on his knees, half crouched, staring intently at the soccer ball, eager to try. The little boy standing behind him, wearing a red tracksuit and holding his stomach, was a bit unconvinced. Yesterday, when his big brother's leg was broken, it was he who scored a goal and won the game. He was a little smug at the thought. Passers-by were attracted by the tense ball game. They stopped their feet, sat on the bench, and watched attentively. You see, the little boy with his brother, eyes locked tightly on the yellow team, sitting motionless, afraid that the yellow team lost. The little boy with blonde hair, like the goalie, stretched his neck and murmured softly, "Come on! Kick! Good!" The little girl standing behind him, with a crimson bow tied around her head, simply stood up, only to see her hands* on her waist, her brow furrowed as if something was wrong. Little girl wearing a red hat, bent over, stretched his head to the right, she red face, although she did not go to "war", but her heart because of nervousness and "thud", "thud", Though she was not in the "battlefield", her heart was pounding with nervousness. A girl holding a doll, always smiling, eyes firmly staring at the soccer ball in the field, to see which team actually controls the ball. The little boy in green, perhaps seeing such a scene for the first time, shook his hand gently while muttering to himself, "It's wonderful, it's incredible." I don't know whose dog, it is not interested in soccer, only want to play the master bought it a small ball, now, it is idle in the grass snoring it.
The most serious person is the big man who is watching the game with great interest. He thought of his childhood, when he was a striker in the soccer team, and how unforgettable those years were, and then he thought of the future development of the soccer business, and the upcoming World Cup.
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8. fifth grade next book language unit 2 composition look at the picture to write wordsGive you eight essays do not blindly copy Oh 1. childhood interesting things My childhood colorful, interesting things that happened in childhood like the stars in the sky as much as can not be counted.
One of the brightest and most dazzling or that one.
One of the brightest and most dazzling is still the one.
At that time I was only four years old, nothing fun, blindly in the room, somehow came to the mirror. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! How did the front face to face and I look like the same "people"? I do not touch okay, a touch shocked, the "man" is actually flat, and also reached out as if to touch me.
I took a few steps back.
I took a few steps back quickly.
I swung my palm, the "man" also swung his palm, I hit, the "man" also hit, yo, strange pain. I can be scared, and flat and will move, will learn me, but also can hit people, bad, must be a monster.
I rushed three and two steps, came to my mom in front of the bed, a hand pulling mom's hand, called: "Mom, there is a strange thing over there, he also hit me." Mom magically asked me what it was, but I pulled my mom to the mirror with one hand.
Weird, how there is another monster, I hurriedly hid behind my mom, could not help but start shaking. Mom took a look and laughed, I asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid of it?" Mom turned to me and said, "This is a mirror, not a monster at all, look."
I saw my mom swaying left and right, and the person in the mirror swaying left and right. After my mother's speech, I realized that the original mirror can "print" people into the mirror, people can see their own shadow.
No wonder *** what, it also do it! Now whenever I think back to this incident, still will be laughing out loud! It's the cicadas on the trees, the frogs in the water, the short songs of the pastoral flute, and the mazes of the partners. ........ In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I colorfully recall the interesting events of my childhood, my face always pan ware a rosy glow.
After all, that past is like the sound of gurgling water in my heart, once burst is so gushing ........ When I was five years old, my mother took me to my grandmother's home, my grandmother lives in the countryside, so there are many people there from this village to that village when riding a horse, I see very envious, also want to ride a horse to try, but the back of the horse is too high, I can't get on, I'm trying to figure out how to go up, I happen to see my grandmother in the pig feeding time, I think that the pig is small, go up easily, see my grandmother feed the pig a house, I went up to the pig's nest, open the door to open the door to the pig. I opened the door of the pig's nest and went in and chose a pig to ride on and then ran out of the house. My grandmother saw me and rushed out to call me, and when I saw my grandmother, I tried to stop the pig, but I couldn't. The pig ran into my grandmother's vegetable garden. The pig ran into the grandmother's vegetable garden, which has cucumbers and persimmons.
. All the pig stepped off, I was also fruit tree branches scraped hands, belly, this time grandma can catch the pig, grandma drove the pig into the nest after, said I was too naughty, even the pig also dare to ride.
Another time was when I was seven years old, I just learned to ride a bicycle. I wasn't very good at it then, and my mom and I rode our bikes to the plaza, where there was a lot of space.
I rode my bike there, and the faster I rode, the faster I suddenly saw an adult riding a bike from the front, because I rode too fast, I couldn't brake, and I was about to crash, and my mom was calling me, and I thought, "If I crash, I'll get hurt, and I don't know how to ride, so how about if I turn around and fall down? " I didn't know what to do. At this time I suddenly thought: "jump off the car, surely all right" I jumped off the car, I was not injured, but my car and the man to the collision.
Whenever I remember this, I always "giggle" and laugh so sweetly, so brightly.
Whenever I remember this, I always smile so sweetly and so brightly, as if all the soul-stirring memories are coming back to me.
I continue to think about the youthful years, the dream season.
I think, childhood is a tree without a wheel, never old, never disappear.
3. Childhood fun Hourly I am particularly mischievous, the following I will tell you about my childhood a funny thing. I remember once home, I saw my father is lying in bed asleep, so my little head suddenly came up with a "bad" idea, is to paint "face", of course, not on paper, but ----- in the face of my father, I first find out the paint, I first find the paint, pen and water, and then I carefully painted a big "king" word on the forehead of my father, and then use the yellow color in the face of my father around a bunch of golden spots, so it is a tiger full of might, after the painting I was happy for my own "masterpiece" and also for my own "masterpiece".
I am happy to look at their own "masterpiece" when, suddenly Dad woke up, looking at his face, I laughed, Dad looked at me inexplicably, when he saw the watercolors and water all over the place, looking at my smile, Dad rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror, when he found that his face has been painted by me. found his face has been painted by me into a road when he did not care about the face of watercolor paint, he flew into the house, grabbed me is a beating, hit me is the cooing and screaming, although this incident has been a long time; but I still remember. You see! I was more naughty when I was a child! Until now think of it all feel interesting it! 4. Childhood Interests Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, joyful songs; childhood footprints a string; childhood stories a stack of stacks."
Does this song bring back memories of a wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood is wonderful, there are many things to remember ...... from my memory, my great aunt's class raised two chicks, a time I went to my great aunt's class to see the chickens, I do not know how long, the two chicks gradually grew up, and after a long time, the hen laid an egg, the egg is going to hatch out of the chickens, 21 days later, the smell can be heard a small chicken call, see the situation, hear the sound.
I think the chicks are too poor, in the hen and rooster are not at home, to help the chicks. The opportunity, at last, came ...... That day, the hen went looking for food for the little chicks, and the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play.
While my sister-in-law did not pay attention to pick up an egg in the hand, holding in the heart of the hand gently caressing, a serious said: "Chickens do not be afraid, a moment you will come to the world.
9. Look at the picture to write a picture, the picture on the cover of the language book in the second book of the third grade, write a compositionThe language book cover of the best thinking
"Jingle bells, Jingle bells ......" This crisp *** woke up the sleeping mountain peaks. Students and teachers waved "goodbye" and went home with their buddies bouncing, carrying lightweight schoolbags on the path home.
On the forest path, the students chased each other and had a great time. The children's laughter seemed to wake up magpies, pigeons, swallows. The birds were chattering in the trees as if they were discussing something. Maybe they are blaming the lovely children for disturbing their dreams.
The roadside smells of roses and butterflies. A gust of wind blew through the trees and the leaves and butterflies danced together. It's hard to tell if it's a leaf or a butterfly. The bees are collecting honey from the cauliflowers in the farmland, stirring up their crystal clear wings and making a pleasant buzzing sound from time to time. Frogs are catching pests in the pond, sometimes opening their mouths to "croak" and spreading the news of victory to the people. Flowers are taking advantage of the warmth of the sun greedily sucking the nutrients, a gust of wind blowing, they humbly stooped down and bowed their heads to the sky to thank it. It seems that everyone is busy and happy ah!
The little friends walking, seems to be very tired. Lying on a green lawn. Bathing in the soft sunshine, watching the birds flying in the blue sky, the children all hope that the birds can fly higher and higher, fly farther and farther. I think: the children want to be like the bird to fly freely on the ground.
I don't know, the sun is about to set. The children also realized that it was a little late. The little friends one by one reluctant to part with their classmates, and the beautiful lawn separation. The flowers on the roadside seemed to say to the children: "We will meet again tomorrow."
The children went back to their homes, waiting for them a better tomorrow.
10. third grade next book of look at the picture writing essaykite flying
On a sunny Sunday, Xiaoli, Mingming and Xiaohua went to the park to fly a kite together. The park had a beautiful view: a blue sky with a few white clouds like cotton candy, and a green lawn as far as the eye could see. Xiaoli brought her favorite butterfly kite, which was very colorful and beautiful. Mingming and Xiaohua brought the swallow kite they made together. There were quite a lot of people flying kites in the park! There was a child in the distance, holding the string of the kite and running against the breeze, the kite danced slowly in the air. The child's mom and dad were also smiling as they watched the child's excitement. There was also a red goldfish kite in the sky, and when the breeze blew, the goldfish seemed to be swimming in the water. Suddenly an "eagle" flew by. Oops! There is also a mighty dragon! It was so beautiful! As they watched, Mingming and Xiaohua's hands got itchy. Xiaohua lifted the swallow kite above his head, and Mingming pulled on the kite string and said, "When I count 1, 2, 3, you will let go." Xiaohua nodded. "1, 2, 3!" The swallow kite waved its wings and went up into the sky, up and down, like playing with the birds, like playing hide-and-seek with the white clouds. They are really happy!
General comment: This is a picture essay, the content of the picture is a group of children flying kites. In addition to depicting the content of the picture, this article also combines the author's own imagination, such as the posture of the kite flying up to the sky, the reaction of the children and so on. The article also uses a lot of rhetorical devices, vivid image, rich imagination.