When Tintin woke up in the morning, he looked out the window and found a castle magically appearing outside the house. He ran to the castle and heard strange sounds coming from inside. The following is a magical composition I compiled for everyone for your reference. Welcome to read! Chapter 1: Magical
I know the past There were no cars at that time. It was thought that technology was not developed and had not been invented before. But now there are all kinds of beautiful, comfortable and safe cars. It will bring convenience to people.
I have seen a car with a glass that can be pushed open, which can not only keep you cool, but also make the people in the car happy. I plan to build a car like this to make my family happy.
On the day of summer vacation, my sister and I were concentrating on the car ride at the door. First make some appearance of the car, then paint the appearance with your favorite color, and then use very soft cushions to make the seats, one on the left and right in front of the car, and a long seat in the back. Then make a transparent glass and place it at the front, then make four small glasses and place them next to it to make the door. Finally, make the steering wheel, horn, brake, reversing mirror, gear, etc. A car like this is ready. I made another big red cloth to cover the car. I let my family see the car I made. They had admiring smiles on their faces and said in unison: "Our daughter is sensible again."
What a beautiful car this magical car is! Return it to gave me endless warmth. Chapter 2: The magical shadow
In the evening, my parents and I went for a walk in the square. When I walked under the streetlight, I suddenly found my own dark shadow on the ground, which seemed to follow me step by step.
My shadow is so interesting! Sometimes it runs in front of me, sometimes it sneaks up behind me, like my personal bodyguard, it does whatever I do, like an imitator, I fly quickly It also runs forward bravely.
I walked into the darkness, and it "missed" all of a sudden. I ran to the streetlight again, and it came back when I wasn't paying attention, like a naughty child playing a game with me. It's like a magician. When I run away from the street lamp, I look like a giant, and when I run close to the street lamp, I look like a Thumbelina.
However, I found that the shadow also has flaws. No matter what clothes I wear, the shadow is still dark. No matter how brightly I smile, it has no expression. No matter how much I shout, sing or scream, it remains silent, like a little mute, silently following me like a little follower.
My shadow is my loyal companion. It brings me happiness when I am lonely. I love my shadow. Chapter 3: Magical Chinese Characters
Chinese characters were invented by the ancestors of ancient China. They mainly include pictographic characters, pictophonetic characters, pseudophonetic characters, etc. Most Chinese characters are pictophonetic characters.
Recently, I have been fascinated by Chinese characters. I often read dictionaries to look up the meanings of Chinese characters. I also often go online to Baidu to find knowledge about Chinese characters. I'm curious about a few Chinese characters.
The first one is the most complicated Chinese character in China, "biang". I saw this character when I was playing. Because the character has a strange structure and a lot of strokes, I searched online out of curiosity. It turns out that the word "biang" is the name of a kind of noodles in Shaanxi, called "biangbiang noodles". It is made of three very long noodles. Many people do not recognize this word.
The second word is "book", which means a book bound with paper. I can't understand the structure. Fortunately, the universal dictionary helped me: the ancients wrote most of the words on bamboo pieces. Or wood chips, braided and strung together with leather ropes, called bamboo slips. The vertical lines in ancient Jia inscriptions and bronze inscriptions represent bamboo slips, and the horizontal curves represent the leather ropes used to string the bamboo slips into inscriptions.
The third one is the word "rice". Why is there a "十" in the middle of the word "rice"? I quickly searched online. The character "rice" in ancient Jia inscriptions looks like scattered grains of rice, with a horizontal line in the middle to represent the stems in the ears of rice. After the inscriptions on bronze inscriptions, the middle of the glyph began to change into a cross shape.
Look, simple Chinese characters have so much truth. If you think about it carefully, in fact, Chinese characters have their own unique meanings. How great the ancestors who invented Chinese characters are! Chapter 4: Magical Dreams
When Tintin woke up in the morning, he looked out the window and found a castle magically appearing outside the house. He ran to the castle and heard strange noises coming from inside. Who was inside? At this time, the door of the castle creaked open, and Tintin walked in.
As soon as he walked in, Ding Ding was stunned by the sight in front of him. Those characters that he could only see in fairy tale books appeared in front of him alive, and Tintin couldn't help being surprised and delighted.
Look, aren’t they Pipilu and Lu Xixi standing not far away? The two of them were talking animatedly and in high spirits. Coming from a distance were Snow White and the seven dwarfs. I couldn't help but rush up and greet them warmly. Snow White told me that today is Ma Xiaotiao's birthday, and everyone rushed over to celebrate him.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a few fluent English voices. When I looked up, I realized it was my international friend Harry Potter. Standing next to him were his good friends Ron and Hermione. The sound of the band's playing and people's lively conversations intertwined together to form a sea of ??joy.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears, "Ding Ding, get up quickly, you're going to be late for school." Ding Ding was anxious to save something, only to realize that it was in vain.
Opening his eyes, Tintin realized that everything was just a dream! Chapter 5: Magical Dream
Last night, I dreamed that I became an elf , came to a mysterious country.
In that mysterious world, three or two dead leaf butterflies sometimes danced and sometimes stopped beside the dead trees. The little frog by the pond sang quietly, telling his heart - I am so lonely, who will be my friend. Every door and window is closed, and everything is deserted and lifeless. People in this place are like this and don't want to get along with others. Are they happy?
I am an elf and I want to change it. So, I asked the Leaf Butterfly and the little frog to discuss and prepare to hold a dance party in the square.
Everything was ready, and the dance began. The little frogs sang heartily in the square, and the dead leaf butterflies danced gracefully. Everyone was attracted by the bursts of beautiful singing, opened their doors one after another, and came to the party at the same time. When we arrived at the square, we first stopped to watch, and then we were surrounded by dead leaf butterflies flying all over the sky. Then everyone joined in and danced, and everywhere was filled with laughter and laughter.
Just as I was immersed in joy, I woke up from the dream.