When the colorful spring comes, the campus of the spring flowers are the earliest to open, they are a golden piece. Some are still flowers, some have all bloomed, revealing the heart of the flower, some only unfolded two or three pieces of petals, in the sunshine under the light of the tender yellow petals more beautiful! As long as the bowels of the body, a fragrant fragrance blowing in the face, even the bees ` butterflies have been attracted to it! Whenever a gust of breeze blowing, the flowers gently sway, as if dancing beautifully, as if to greet me. Yellow flowers in the green leaves set off, more vibrant people love!
Through the corridor in front of you is a small curved pond, pond water flow slowly, the fall of the leaves, this time has been the ants of the boat, the hat of the small fish, the island flowers are open, red, yellow, white and other colors of the flowers, it is really a faction of the breath of spring.
Pond on both sides of the three sides of the willow tree also grew buds, they must be allowed to suck the spring dew, a hard to drill out, only out. A breeze blew, the willow girl swaying hair, and like in with the birds hide-and-seek like also issued a "whirring sound.
Spring campus, the bamboos in the draw new branches, flowers in the open, birds singing, we are happy to play games. The spring campus is so beautiful! The campus in spring is full of vigor.
Outside the window, the wind is still cold, and I'm alone in the snow that has not yet been melted, to find the spring.
Where are the colorful flowers? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The swallows that pecked the mud in the spring? No, and into the eyes of the depressed and bleak earth, do not see a trace of signs of vitality. The sky is the unique winter pale, bare tree trunks along the street, tree branches flailing, as if in anticipation of something. A cold wind straight into my neck, I can not help but shiver. Where on earth is spring, how can I not find her?
At night, I hugged my knees and shed tears, the frustration of the study hit me, and I feel that I am being swallowed by the endless darkness a little bit ...... outside the window and drifted up a small snow, like who is sharpening a huge white crayon, rustling down to be abandoned after all. Put your hand on the cold glass, leaving five distinct finger outlines, and soon disappeared into thin air ......
The next day, Grandma saw my melancholy, to take me to her small yard, where she said there is spring.
Oh, the yard in the middle of a standing strain of waxberry, the tree full of yellow waxberry flowers like a ray of winter warm sunshine, in the white snowflakes under the background, appear more dazzling, I hurriedly walked over, bent down to sniff a smell, the rich fragrance refreshing, so that I can not help but think of a poem "remote knowledge is not the snow, for the dark fragrance to come! "
Lapis lazuli beside a few branches and leaves of the lush green of the green, they shoulder to shoulder, standing up in the cold wind, a wind blowing through the ripples of a green wave, surging vitality straight into my eyes, it seems to say: "as long as the strong, as long as there is a belief that there is no victory over the things that can not be overcome!
Just when I looked down and stared, my grandmother said, "Children, see? As long as there is spring in your heart, any time will be spring!"
I came to my senses, and my mood was enlightened, the original winter is also warm, the original winter is also very beautiful, the original winter also has love and hope. Winter is one more test than spring, one more point of courage, one more point of strength, one more point of unremitting efforts and the pursuit of ...... back to my grandmother is smiling kindly at me, the eyes are full of encouragement and expectation, and some praise.
In the harsh winter, the plum blossomed fragrant flowers, wannabe after the test of wind and snow become more upright and strong, I still have what reason to stagnate it? No matter what difficulties encountered, as long as there is faith in the heart, any time is spring!
"The crowd is looking for him a thousand degrees, suddenly looked back, that person is in the lights." It turns out that the spring that I have been struggling to find is that unchanging dream and pursuit.
I found it, the sunny spring in the bitter winter! When I face two coins
After the snow cleared, Dad came to see me.
I saw my father's figure from afar, and I felt a warm current flowing into my heart, driving away the winter cold. The first time I saw this, I was able to get to the front of the room, and I was able to get to the back of the room and get to the front of the room.
"Is it cold?" Father asked me kindly.
"Not cold." I promised, and suddenly saw the father wrapped his coat, I froze - in the snowy days of winter, the father actually walked through the biting winds of the eighteen miles of snowy roads without complaint. Looking at the father's hair full of snowflakes, my eyes seem to add a layer of fog.
"Is there enough money?" Father asked habitually.
"It's almost gone, but the vacation is in three days."
"Oh", said the father unzipped just tightly wrapped coat, the north wind "whoosh" drilled in, the father winced, and my heart shuddered violently.
"Here, this is twenty whole, enough?" Dad gazed down at me.
"Enough, can't use it." Lest Dad worry, I replied.
"Oh, give you this." Dad took a dollar coin and said, "Take it, do anything, but don't spend it."
Receiving the coin with body heat, the flickering light pierced my eyes, it almost turned into a flame, at once, my whole body's blood boiled.
"Oh, here's another one, for you too." Dad said and handed it over, I took it and felt heavy. Faced with two coins, I can not help myself, tears can not stop flowing down ......
The winter is bitterly cold, the wind blowing in the face like a small knife in the face scraping, piercing pain, so I hate the winter. But since I saw that thing, I no longer feel the cold, the original winter also has spring! From: Essay Book It was a cold noon, it is a double holiday, I and my classmates out to play, see a lot of people are surrounded by the square, I do not know what to do, so we also went up to join in the fun. A look, the original is a lottery, we squeezed into the crowd, saw a little boy excitedly said to his aunt: "I won the lottery!" The words just fell, people have to look toward him, all cast envious eyes. The little boy ran out of the crowd and was about to run to the prize redemption place when he slipped on the ice formed by the water under his feet and couldn't get up. We laughed and gloated. This is the old grandfather sweeping the road, put down the hands of the cleaning tools, rushed to help the little boy, and then kindly asked: "Little friend, you are all right, come on, I help you up." But the old grandfather just helped him up, he sat down again, the little boy said: "Aigoo, my feet hurt ah, can not stand up." After hearing this, the old grandfather rolled up the boy's pants and saw that the pants had a hole, and the knee was swollen, possibly fractured. Seeing this, the old grandfather rushed to carry him on his back and said: "Grandpa take you to the hospital, you hold on ah!" So he called a cab and went straight to the hospital. I saw this scene, stopped laughing, I was touched by the old grandfather's behavior. At that moment, a stream of heat rushed through my body, feel the body hot, no longer bone-chilling cold
3. Essay writing a scene (write the change from winter to spring)Winter, not as spring so birdsong and flowers, the scenery is pleasant: not as summer so blazing sun, thunder and lightning; not as autumn so fruitful, the leaves fly: but it brings us the sky flying snowflakes.
In the morning, I opened the window and looked: snowflakes floating down, like rushes, such as willow flakes, like light goose feathers, like dandelion seeds, endless drifting, like the beautiful silver butterfly dancing in the yard, but also as if it is a group of white elves, fluttering in the air, spinning, and finally slowly fell to the ground, turned into countless small diamond-like water droplets.
Under the decoration of snowflakes, the earth turned into a world of silver, powder and jade. Nearby, some of the dead branches of the trees covered with a layer of furry, soft snow end. And those evergreen trees in winter and summer, covered with a grain of snow seeds like pearls. A tree in the white snowflakes under the background as if one by one Ana more beautiful girl. The wind blew, the tree branches gently swaying, the silver glittering snow seeds, snow end, from the top of the tree and leaves down. Looking at this beautiful snow scene, I can not help but sigh: "Suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossom ah!"
Looking at the snowflakes outside the window, I can not help but stretch out my arms, waved a few times outside the window, hit the palm of the hand down to see, only a faint water lines. I reached out to the sky again, to ask God for a few snowflakes, God seems to have a heart, not long, a few mischievous snow girl quietly popped into my mouth from my hand. I closed my eyes and felt it, and the cool taste of snow slowly flowed into my heart.
After a while, I couldn't help but pick up the bucket, ran out happily, and played with a big sister. We first played a snowball fight, only to see the big sister with lightning speed took a large piece of snow, threw a hard at me, I was scared out of my wits, and stood there motionless, the result is of course, I was hit squarely. I took a big piece of snow and started to counterattack, and hit her with a very high hit rate, I was so happy that I was dancing, while the big sister was so angry that she took three or four pieces of snow and attacked me, I was like a smart little monkey, dodging and dodging, so she didn't hit me at all, but she was so tired that she was gasping for breath. Then, we piled up a snowman, I saw the big sister gently picked up a piece of snow, rubbed up, not long, a small and delicate body is done, then, the big sister shook the snowball, a few mischievous snow dolls fell, the body will be as a small ball of round, this time the big sister just put the snowball on the ground, and then we did the snowman's head, I saw the big sister took a piece of the smaller The big sister took a small piece of snow and rubbed it seriously. In her hands, the snowflakes as an obedient little doll, very good behavior, not long, a round and white head is done. We carefully placed the head on the body, and began to do the five senses. We carefully selected a few small leaves, gently put on, not long, a lively and lovely snowman is done. It has a curved crescent eyes, small nose, red like fire mouth, like a small princess.
4. Winter is here, spring will be far awaySpring, summer, autumn, winter, in the unknowing a year has passed.
In this year, there are happy and sad. I soo don't know how hard the road ahead will be.
But I know that one day, we have to go to maturity, to a new glory. In my childhood, I was a child who was pampered by my mother and father, and grew up carefree in my mother and father's honeypot.
What I want, mom and dad will give me what. However, again, without realizing it, time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, I am already a sixth-grade student. Now, there is no longer the old mom and dad, who is now a serious parent.
I have been sad when I got a bad test. In school, you have to make sure you get above ninety points to not shoot out.
Faced with a paper of eighty-something points. Tears of pain, tears of sadness.
Tears of remorse. Who knows, I tried.
But no one knows that a bad test is a bad test. But I want to say that hypocrisy is hypocrisy.
Crying doesn't mean I give in; taking a step back doesn't symbolize I admit defeat; letting go doesn't mean I give up; smiling doesn't mean I'm happy! We always like to verify the promises that others make to us, but rarely verify the promises we make to ourselves. Toward the farthest direction - even if the road ahead is lost; holding the greatest hope - even if the mountain is exhausted; adhere to the strongest will - even if the mountain of fire; do the worst intentions --Even if you have to start all over again.
Don't talk to me about ideals, quit! What you once had, do not forget; what you have already got, cherish even more; what belongs to you, do not give up; what you have already lost, keep the memories; what you want to get, you must work hard; but the most important thing is to love and cherish yourself well.
5. Describe the spring, summer, fall and winter essayBeautiful spring It's beautiful when spring arrives! It's a season when the earth springs back to life and everything recovers . Cold-blooded animals like snakes, bears, frogs ...... and so on stop hibernating and climb up to the ground to enjoy the spring. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, grass is sprouting, swallows are flying back to build their nests, and spring has restored the atmosphere of red and purple to the earth. Even the spring rain and thunder come to us continuously to announce spring. Spring is a good season for planting seeds, farmers are taking advantage of this good season to start sowing seeds, in the fall there will be a good harvest. Spring is not as dry and hot as summer, not as cold as fall, and not as cold as winter. Spring is a vibrant, energetic spring. This makes me think of our mother, mother is like the earth, mother gave birth to us, we have a life, the earth back to spring, is the same as everything to start again, all the life again. People love spring because it is a beautiful spring that gives people new beginnings, new harvests, new life, and new hope. With the arrival of spring, the earth is completely green, from the meter to the heart is new, the whole spring is covered with green. This spring gives both new life and new hope. I love this beautiful spring. The Season of "Summer" Rain It's summer again, a season of heat and rain! It's summer and it's raining.
The rainiest season of the year is the hot summer! Although my English name is "Rain", which means rain, I don't like the relentless storms, but the lovely drizzle! I like summer, but I don't like it. Why? Please settle down for a moment and listen to my explanation. I like summer because in summer time we can play on the golden sandy beaches, swim in the endless sea, be close to the sun in any place, enjoy the heavenly happiness with our family, cool the air-conditioning at home, play with the computer, watch TV, eat ice-cream, and roam in the world of books.
And there is a long summer vacation, in the summer vacation we want to do what we want to do, review, play anything! Even my birthday is inside the summer vacation, and this reason is certainly one of the reasons why I like summer! I don't like summer because in summer there are often storms, sometimes red warnings, sometimes yellow warnings, and sometimes black warnings! Whenever we hear or see a weather forecast that says it will rain, everyone is scared to death that they or their sons or daughters will get wet. It is because of this downpour that the people around are in a state of fear and anxiety.
How many parents have to endure the pain of worrying about their children, and we also get soaked to the point of fever and cold. Sometimes on the class, suddenly thunder, rain, then the class can not go on, because the attention of the students to the outside of the classroom to go ...... Because of these reasons make me both like summer and do not like summer! Listen, I just finished writing and it's raining outside, am I right? This is the season of "summer" rain! Autumn
The geese are flying south to report to the people: autumn is coming.
The chrysanthemums bloom in the fall. There are red, yellow and white.
The red ones are as red as fire, the yellow ones are as yellow as gold, and the white ones are as white as jade. They have different shapes, some are naughty and cute, some show a solemn look.
Really marvelous. In winter, only the plum blossom in the "cold alone", to the fall, only the chrysanthemum in the proud blossom; we learn the strong will of the plum blossom, learn the chrysanthemum's positive spirit ...... Autumn is a harvest season, look, the apple tree in the orchard, a dense and large and a big apple tree, a small apple tree, a large apple tree, a large apple tree, a large apple tree, a large apple tree. One by one, the dense, big and red apples are hanging high on the tree.
The grapes on the vine are purple and big, and they look like they are really drooling. The two pomegranate trees are full of red pomegranates, their bellies bulging, some full of cracked, as if it seems to hear what a funny joke, grinning and laughing.
Thinly open the skin, a grain of white and red pomegranate seeds, like pearls like bright crystal. The pomegranate is a very good choice, but it's a very good choice.
The field, everywhere is a harvest scene: cotton white like snow, cotton branches full of peach-like cotton, a tree on the dozens of, the pressure of the cotton branches bent over; rice are as thick as chopsticks; heavy ears of grain frequently nodded; full sorghum red like fire ...... Autumn with a gust of coolness, a hint of a breeze, so that the winter is approaching. people feel that winter is approaching step by step. Autumn is also the time for the leaves to show their charm, this time, a burst of autumn wind blew, the leaves on the trees will be changed into a golden evening dress, groups of pairs of romantic dance.
At the end of their lives left a beautiful memory ...... Autumn can not only bring people the good news of the harvest, but also give people the courage and strength to rise up. The breath of winter The breath of winter quietly came to earth, he blew the whole world into a powdered jade, he blew down the goose feather-like snow, he blew the people's love of winter, the joy of the atmosphere overflowing in people's hearts. "Ah! How beautiful snow ah!" I can not help but shout from the bottom of my heart! Looking up at the snowflakes drifting down. I opened my mouth to stop the floating snowflakes, a piece of cold, cold snowflakes into water droplets, down the cheeks flowed down, so that I felt the beauty of the winter cold. Its beauty, the beauty is not empty, is so let a person's heart and soul, beautiful and moving, let a person intoxicated in this snow scene. After learning, ho! What a magnificent snow scene, the earth after the snow everywhere covered with silver, into a crystal fairy tale world. The rows of trees are proudly bloomed full of trees "silver flowers", in the sunlight flashes with white moving light, I like to enter the snow fairy tale let me fondly, and fall out of the leaves of the willow branches, the side hanging down a lot of delicate silver bars. It is really "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms" ah! The silver bars are not like pear blossom is containing put open, seems to appear again a spring scenery, like the wonderful Qinqin sound. That have fallen jade chips, reflecting the sunrise flashes of colorful colors, dress up this wonderful world. The magpies on the branches were also intoxicated by this vivid snow scene, a motionless stop for a long time, like a dashing boy spread his wings and fly, gradually disappeared from the white world slowly. Snow for me is the beauty but more specifically many children's "toys". Snowball fights, snowmen, skiing and so on ...... I could not resist the temptation to participate in our yard.
6. "Winter and Spring" essay 600 wordsSix scenes of winter and spring
I. The cold winter has slipped away. The cold winter has gone quietly, and the long-awaited spring has come gently to our eyes. The earth is beginning to wake up, the sky side throws a more brilliant sunshine; the forest seems to be sprinkled with high-quality green paint, so that people hate to embrace nature; I really came to the forest, but you see, that the sky under the tree is another fascinating scenery ......
two. Tranquility in the woods naturally lively, that tree, two magpies in the chattering, they seem to be a pair of lovers are hectares about their own affairs of the heart; spring wind spring, hit the leaves, leaves fluttering with the wind, as if it is dancing while singing: "Where is the spring ah! Where is spring! Spring is in my hometown!!!"
iii. As we walked, a small stream appeared in front of us. Stream "clattering" flow, small fish in the water swimming leisurely; look at the crab, under the stone in and out, like doing tricks, but also like afraid of leaking their own hiding place, a funny kind of. The life of the world is here forever!
IV. In the morning, when the sky is light, and the dew lies on the green leaves, the water in the river makes no sound, and it is very quiet. But this peace was soon broken. Voila! An ant is struggling to carry a bigger thing than itself. Behind the small ants, followed by a huge team, more than straight line, as if after a special training, they are all carrying food, a swing, seems to be singing "March".
V. The spring breeze is soaring, warming people's hearts, and the farmers' uncles come to the fields with great excitement. At the moment, they are only happy about two things, the first is that they can finally plant the seedlings into the ground, the future will certainly have a good harvest. The second is to be happy with nature, happy that the earth can give them a good environment to work.
VI. Spring is in full bloom, we take our beloved kites and fly them on this vast and boundless earth, tying our troubles to the kites and putting our unhappiness on the kites, letting them float with the wind to places where there are no human beings. Lying in the green grass, looking at the sky, I fantasize that I can be like a kite, soaring freely in the sky.
7. Describe the change from late winter to springThe cold and windy winter is over, ushering in the spring of birds and flowers. A few gentle rains have washed away the heaviness left behind by winter, and everything looks like it has just woken up. The spring is the beginning of everything.
After the spring moisturizing, flowers, plants and trees to decorate the nature of a new. The roadside trees sprouted new buds, grass from the soil arch out. Others say it's light green, but I think it's more like a goose-yellow color. The spring flowers are in full bloom, and everything is getting energized.
The weather is getting warmer. The geese flew back from the south, and many hibernating animals gradually woke up. Spring! Everything is active because of your warmth. Snakes no longer hibernate in their holes, and dogs are no longer lazy. Ice melted in the river, small fish swimming in the river, some in the happy chase, playing; some of the small mouth on the surface of the water naughty blowing bubbles; some also jumped out of the water from time to time. The surface of the water rippled with circles of ripples, in the sunshine under the light of a little golden light. The children took off their cotton clothes and put on sweaters, and happily went to the river to play and frolic.
Spring! With you, the campus is full of fun, full of joy, full of happiness. Nature is full of warmth, full of vitality, full of vigor. I love you ---- spring!
"Where is spring ah, where is spring? Spring is in our children's eyes ......." I can not help but hum a children's song. Yes! Wherever spring arrives, it presents a piece of vitality.
The motherland's spring is a colorful picture scroll, everywhere is the spring of ten thousand purples and reds. I really hope she will stay on earth forever.
8. Composition on the theme of winter and springComposition 1 Winter and spring, three years of time unknowingly passed through the fingers.
Accompanied by the color of the night, looking back at the life path I have traveled, I can finally confidently face the former self, and no longer remorsefully hang their heads speechless. It's been three years, but the failure of the primary school is still fresh in my mind.
I clearly remember that rainy afternoon, the results were released, and I thought I was pretty good for the first time I tasted the flavor of failure. I seem to see the ideal school is farther and farther away from me, together with the face of the classmates are flashing a bright smile, that smile like a sword straight into my heart, stabbing me raw pain.
I didn't have an umbrella, and the cold raindrops hit my face and woke me up. At that time, I really realized that I only cared about holding on to my own pride, but had already fallen far behind others.
After being introduced by my classmates, I came to the first scale of Scholastic. I was only thinking of going to the doctor, but I didn't realize that this decision opened the door to another world for me.
When I first entered Scholastic, I was silent and had a low self-esteem. My failure in elementary school had knocked out all my confidence and erased my old pride. Every time I went to class, I always sat alone in a corner of the classroom because I was afraid of being laughed at for my poor grades.
Even if I was asked a question, I stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence, or simply kept my head down and used silence to cover up my uneasiness. It was at this point, when I was most overwhelmed and confused, that my teacher smiled and extended a hand of friendship to me.
At first, the teacher was not eager to tell me the problems, but often found me chatting in the next class. Gradually, the teacher and I became very good friends.
It was only at this point that the teacher began to find some simple and interesting questions for me to do.
I had no idea about math because I was too playful in elementary school.
So the teacher sacrificed his rest time to help me solve the problem, even if a question that was too simple in the eyes of others, the teacher patiently explained it to me in detail, and never had a little bit of impatience. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in the future.
In order to catch up with the others, I began to use the rest of the time to do some basic problems, and I also began to in the company of the night for a difficult problem and hard to think. The seemingly simple process actually involves a lot of hard work, and I have thought of giving up, but I could not bear to look at my teacher's disappointed eyes.
So in the teacher's inspiration and their own efforts, I gradually entered the colorful world of mathematics. There are strange symbols of the river, there are beautiful graphics built houses, and lovely numbers hand in hand in the dance around me.
In my previous life, I had never seen such a beautiful world. At last, the effort put in reaped a fruitful harvest.
Six months of hard work pulled my ranking from the bottom few to the first position. Excited at the same time I also secretly thank the teacher in my heart, I know clearly, if not the teacher to help me out of their own, I will never be able to taste the joy of learning, it is impossible to experience the satisfaction of success.
With the interest and encouragement of success, math naturally became my pride. However, I did not take it easy for long, followed by the addition of physics in the second year.
I remember the first physics class, I was happy to come to the classroom, picked the first row of the center seat, and greeted the teacher who walked into the classroom. Everything went well before class, but I was immediately dumbfounded when class started.
The teacher was writing and drawing on the blackboard, and his classmates were nodding their heads in agreement, but I was the only one who was confused. I was able to understand nothing but the most basic concepts of the lesson.
I know I'm a slow learner, that is, no matter which subject I just started to learn will always fall behind others, and it will take a long time to catch up.
I know I'm a slow learner, and it takes a long time to catch up no matter what subject I'm just starting.
The only difference from math is that at this time I have the confidence, I believe that as long as good, willing to learn will be successful. So then there was a second year of hard work for physics, and there was a third year of hard work for chemistry ...... Now, only two months away from the midterm exams, I can finally look back and see the road of learning that I have traveled.
That road has tears when failing, smiling faces after success, and sweat when struggling, but more is the teacher's encouragement, they are the roadside bloomed the most beautiful, the most delicate flowers, but also my three years of junior high school in the most cherished treasures. Now, Scholastic seems to have become a part of my life, and I have spent most of my after-school time there in the past three years.
In three years, I have made a lot of progress and changed a lot. Likewise, Scholastic has gradually improved its size.
I'm not sure how I feel about this school, either as a favorite or as an attachment. But I think that should be good in the end! Essay 2 spring is coming, today this spring rain, clearly heard the spring girl in the call to us, stepping slightly more hasty footsteps to the earth.
Looking out the window pattering down a non-stop rain, the heart has a comfortable feeling, perhaps because my father is open power station, the more the rain, the more money my father earns. More than that, I was born with an extraordinary feeling for rain, extraordinary spring rain, although it is rare, but for farmers, it is very precious, as the saying goes, "spring rain is as expensive as oil".
Although it rained, but the temperature plummeted by more than ten degrees, so that people had to *** on the thick cotton clothes. This is not in line with the characteristics of the warm spring climate, perhaps this is the spring girl with everyone to play a little joke it, because she is always so lively and lovely.
Although the temperature is still cold, but the surrounding scenery has exposed her whereabouts. The dead tree next to my house has sprouted leaves, which are translucent, so beautiful and tender, as if they would fall off if not careful.
In the flower garden, the pink moonflower blossomed under the spring breeze, like a shy young girl standing up, a gorgeous and colorful. Tender green grass broke through the soil, mischievous swinging small head, greedily sucking the precious as oil spring rain.
Many translucent raindrops rolled on the green grass. White pink butterflies danced, sometimes resting on a flower petal, sometimes fluttering their wings and flying.
Year after year, the hometown of spring, yo, you simple, romantic, fresh, eternal. You will always be with a beautiful moving fairy tale in our hearts.