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Love the small trees
Spring is here, the grass and trees are growing tender green leaves. Wang Xiaoming played in the park, saw a grandfather in the small tree exercise, see the grandfather crossed his arms, put his feet on the tree, hard pressure on the legs. The small tree was pressed by the rocking back and forth, and from time to time issued a "crunch" sound, as if to say: "Grandpa quickly put his feet down! Wang Xiaoming thought: "Small trees are good friends of mankind, we have to take care of small trees ah!" So Wang Xiaoming ran over to the tree and said politely, "Grandpa, put your feet down! Small trees can beautify the environment, resist the wind and sand, is our friend!" After listening to Wang Xiaoming's words, the old grandpa put down his legs and said with embarrassment: "Thank you for reminding me, I will never do that again". Wang Xiaoming thought, "I want to make a wooden sign that says "Embrace Green and Enjoy Life" and stick it next to the tree. From then on, no one destroyed the tree! The tree grew day by day and sprouted green leaves. The breeze blew over the tree and the tree nodded its head as if thanking its friends for protecting it! Let's all take care of the trees!
2.
The city in the sand
I would like to advise people not to covet the comfort of the moment, but to plan for the long term, or to plant more trees, so that the barren land to restore its original green!
In recent years, a lot of green vegetation has been destroyed by people, and sand and dust have invaded the city where we live. The air quality index is very, very low, and people are sick. But these are the bad consequences that we ourselves have planted, and we have to eat the consequences ourselves.
And why do people want to destroy green vegetation? The main reason is that people cut wood to make buildings. But this leads to sandstorms. Don't people understand this? No, they do, and they would rather have the air they breathe polluted, less green, and dust storms in the city all day long, than earn less money and live in a worse house. They have to earn more money, live in an apartment and live a comfortable life. But what they don't realize is that this only makes life more uncomfortable! Is it comfortable to breathe air with sand in it? Is it comfortable when there is no green around and the city is full of skyscrapers? Is it comfortable that sandstorms often visit the city? It's not comfortable, it's not comfortable at all!
Here, I advise people, do not covet the immediate comfort of the moment, to the long-term planning, or more trees, so that the barren land to restore its original green it
3. My mother has been more than thirty years old, and now her forehead has long been crawling with wrinkles. These wrinkles record my mom's infinite love for me.
One day, I suddenly felt uncomfortable, mom pushed open the door and asked: "Children, what's wrong with you?" I said, "I don't feel well." Mom panicked and measured my temperature, "Ah! 38 degrees!" Mom immediately carried me to the hospital, to the hospital, the doctor gave me a prescription, injection, infusion. Finished mom and up I went home, I lie on my mother's back, you can clearly hear my mother's gasping for air, we returned home, my mother took me to bed, I gradually fell asleep, I had a dream, dreaming that my fever subsided, my mother laughed and laughed so happily. I woke up and saw my mom lying asleep in a chair.
Mom, you for us children, pay a lot of effort. I must study hard to repay your kindness.
4.
I'm in the third grade and I really want an umbrella.
On Sunday, I went to the street with my grandma, who bought me an umbrella, and I was so happy.
Back home, I looked carefully at the umbrella. The umbrella is red, open up like a red mushroom, people under the umbrella, the whole body is reflected red, red, like makeup. Inside the umbrella bone, looks very bright, feel very smooth. The handle of the umbrella is placed upwards, like an "f", the handle is like a hook, and like a walking stick for the elderly. On sunny days, the umbrella can block the sunlight; on rainy days, the umbrella can block the rain, ah! I really like this umbrella.
I feel like my grandma is like this umbrella, always shielding me from the wind and rain, I want to thank my grandma.
5.
Today the sky was gray and cloudy, and I boarded the bus to Yichang with my teacher from the Giant School. In the car I saw the mountains, the fog covered the peaks, as if it was a fairyland. It was so beautiful!
After a while, we reached the tunnels, which were dug little by little by people with their ingenuity and hard-working spirit. After passing through five tunnels, we got off. Came to the tetrahedral stone visit, I saw it in the middle of the diamond-shaped stone, next to all the fountains, water splash, very beautiful. Later, listening to the guide sister explained to know that these stones are made of cement and steel.
I had a great time today.
2. 200 words writing compositionAutumn, is the season of beauty. Autumn is the season of magnificent beauty. In the autumn wind, there are many beautiful pictures of autumn.
The autumn wind blew and blew and blew to the trees on the roadside. The red and golden fallen leaves are too many to count. They quickly and happily ruler to do their best, reflecting the blue sky, looks particularly dazzling, seems to be cheering: "Autumn is here! The fall is coming!"
The fall wind blew and blew, blew to the square. The grass danced with the wind. The chrysanthemums sang with the rhythm. That chrysanthemum wearing a beautiful dress, there are red, orange, white, blue, blue and purple ...... a flower, a cluster, a thousand shapes and forms, competing for beauty, spraying fragrance and spitting incense, to meet the arrival of autumn.
The autumn wind blew, blew to the orchard. Yellow tangerines have bent the orange tree. The old orange tree to see their "children" grew up, happy to lean back and forth, it for the "children" blessing, blessing for the fall.
The fall wind blew and blew, blew into the crowd. The cool wind makes me comfortable, seems to forget all the troubles. Breathing the moist and clear air, I can not help but hum a pleasant song, as if to thank the arrival of autumn.
Autumn wind, like a magical, lovely colorful pen, it carries countless joy, joy, and constantly depicts the colorful and beautiful picture of autumn.
The slight spring breeze blows the clear river water, wakes up the sleeping grass, brings countless colorful flowers, and opens up the people's sincere smile. Spring is beautiful, spring is happy. I welcome the spring breeze, riding a bicycle along the newly built riverside highway to the Jialing River to feel the spring. On both sides of the highway, there are red, yellow, green, purple and so on, all kinds of brightly colored flowers, brilliant. They painted the spring light with many brilliant colors. The charming spring scenery made me stop the car. People put a colorful and colorful kite slowly high from the pebble ground by the river. It rises to the majestic Yellow Garden Bridge and to the blue sky. And all of this was clearly imprinted in the water, much to my surprise. I was looking at the clear river water out of mind, came a group of innocent and naughty birds flying freely in the riverfront section, their dashing posture for the spring added a lot of vitality. Flowers, kites and birds are dancing against the spring wind, **** with the beautiful spring singing.
3. 200-word writing compositionsThe winter is over, and the spring girl came to earth with light steps. The spring sunshine is extraordinarily bright, the spring girl unfolded her smiling face, the sun, red beams of light shot over, that gently caress you, like a young mother's hand.
With the spring girl's brisk pace, green grass, breaking out of the ground, sneaking out of the soil, tender, green. In the park, you can see some of these tenacious grasses everywhere.
In this warm season, in the woods, many trees are full of brightly colored flowers; everyone refuses to give way, red, yellow, white, purple, all kinds of flowers are like a big beautiful flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and they all flew in unison to collect honey, flying around in mid-air.
In the woods, many birds are flying freely and joyfully, and when they are happy, they sing clear and pleasant tunes. The warm spring light blows the river, and the river is suddenly moved by a pleasant, melodious flute, and when you look at it, a group of naughty little children are using the stems of the weeping willow to make a willow flute! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.
Spring rain is soft, only to see the spring rain in the bamboo branches, bamboo leaves jumping. The rain sometimes slides down in a straight line, sometimes with the wind, leaving behind a silhouette such as smoke, mist, yarn, silk, splashing rain seems to be the notes beating on the piano shaft, playing a beautiful melody.
The sky, how is colorful, dazzling? Ah, it turns out that the children are flying kites ah. Under the illumination of the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are fluttering and soaring freely, what a refreshing sight!
4. 200 words or so to write a landscape essayThe beauty of the summer night The sun is still reluctant to stay in the sky looking at the people refused to leave; the night god was anxious, pushed him, pushed him down the mountain, and pulled the black quilt by hand, so the night will come. I was alone on the balcony in the cool, lying on a bamboo bed, smelled beside the rich fragrance of nightshade, began to observe the unpredictable changes in the sky. Look at the twinkling stars in the sky like a pair of naughty. Wisdom of the small eyes, as if in the twinkling of health. Happy. Full of hopeful light. I do not know when, the moon like a shy little girl, shyly from a cloud behind a small head, quietly watching, to determine that there is no movement, before a twist, appeared in the sky. Suddenly, a shooting star flew by, and he cut through the sky like a sharp sword; and suddenly disappeared from under my eyes. I opened my eyes wide to see, but even the shadow of the meteor could not be found. I was so enchanted by this beautiful summer night that I fell asleep without realizing it. The next day, I woke up, the day to dawn, but the last night to see the beautiful scenery and that sweet dream, still revolving in my mind.
Remember to adopt ah
5. 200 words of descriptive essayPicturesque countryside
Summer is here, my mother took me to the picturesque countryside to play.
We came to the river, and saw the mountains in the distance, the peaks and peaks of the undulating, fighting like a higher than a high; birds flying in the air, chirping and crowing as if singing a song of praise; pond willow branches swaying with the wind, as if waving to us.
The pond is full of beautiful lotus flowers, lotus petals around a round, light green rosette, the top of the petals is deep red, gradually down is pink. Lotus next to a bud, petals tightly held together, like a big ripe peach. The lotus flower is surrounded by green umbrella-like lotus leaves. Duck mother with ducklings, a moment to dive into the water, a moment to hide behind the tea leaves, as if in the hide-and-seek.
Walking into the beautiful countryside is like walking into a beautiful painting, which makes people forget to come back, and makes you y intoxicated in this beautiful scenery.
6. 200 words small essay 10Grandpa winter color sent away the cold of the earth, the spring girl stepped lightly to the earth. The spring scenery is very beautiful, like a vivid painting.
The spring sunshine is extraordinarily bright, the spring girl unfolded a smiling face, the sun, red beams of light shot over, that gently caress you, like a young mother's hand.
With the spring girl's brisk pace, green grass, breaking out of the ground, sneaking out of the soil, tender, green. In the park, you can see some of these tenacious grass everywhere.
In this warm season, in the woods, many trees are full of brightly colored flowers; everyone refuses to give up, red, yellow, white, purple, all kinds of flowers are really like a big beautiful flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smelled the scent of the flowers and flew in unison to collect honey, flying around in mid-air.
In the woods, many birds are flying freely and joyfully, and when they are happy, they sing clear and pleasant tunes. The warm spring light blows the river, and the river is suddenly moved by a pleasant, melodious flute, and when you look at it, a group of naughty little children are using the stems of the weeping willow to make a willow flute! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.
Spring rain is soft, only to see the spring rain in the bamboo branches, bamboo leaves jumping. That rain sometimes straight line sliding down, sometimes with the wind sprinkle, leaving such as smoke, such as fog, such as yarn, such as silk of the silhouette, splash of rain seems to be the piano on the jumping notes, play a beautiful melody. The sky, how is colorful, dazzling? Ah, it turns out that the children in the kite ah. Under the illumination of the blue sky and white clouds, a variety of kites in the free fluttering, soaring, how to make people relaxed and happy scene ah!
Ah, everything in the spring, all look so vibrant.
Ah, spring is so beautiful! Let's feel the beauty of nature with our hearts.
Huh?
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the grass.
It turns out that the spring girl is tickling the grass!
Who is playing with the fish?
It turned out to be Miss Spring playing with the fish.
Whenever it comes to spring, the spring girl plays with us and grows up together ......
Whenever it comes to spring, it is the happiest time for us.
Miss Spring, will you please stay?
Spend your golden childhood with us!
In a flash, the harsh winter has passed, and spring has quietly come to earth. Spring, is a beautiful season, is full of poetry; spring, and means a vibrant start. Since ancient times, poets have loved spring and praised it because of its pleasant scenery, which can be included in poems everywhere. Walking through the garden of ancient poems, only to see the beautiful spring poems, fighting, dazzling, randomly pick a few, slowly read, unknowingly already intoxicated.
"An evening of light thunder falling ten thousand silk, clearing light floating tile blue variance. The love of peony with spring tears, powerless roses lying on the dawn branch." This is the Northern Song poet Qin Guan's Spring Day. This poem is about the spring scenery after the rain. Look, rain *** courtyard, the morning mist thin cage, blue tile crystal, bright spring; peony with rain with tears, pulse with love, rose lying quietly branches, delicate and charming. Here there is a near view and a distant view, there are moving and static, there are feelings and gestures, randomly dotted and colored, mixed and mixed. The whole poem is dense, describing the God, with a fresh, elegant flavor, very popular.
"There are songbirds in the court trees, and the red and green help spring on the far forest. Suddenly there is a good poem under the eyes, the arrangement of the syntax has been difficult to find." This is the Song Dynasty poet Chen Heyi's "Spring Day". This poem is about the scene in the morning of spring. Birds' voices fill the ears, green branches fill the eyes, green and red support each other, and the aroma is attractive. With a few strokes of the pen, a picture of dripping spring will be displayed in front of the reader, and then the poet simply stops writing, no longer describes the spring scenery, but expresses his feelings. Spring is full of inspiration, inspiration suddenly, but the treacherous poet but with "has been difficult to find" recluse to induce readers to feel the spring, this method of virtual and real, leaving the reader a great deal of space for imagination.
"The distant eyes go with the sky, and the slanting sun is brightening the trees. The dog knows where to bark? People are traveling halfway up the mountain." This is "Spring Day" by Yang Wanli, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty. This poem is about the evening scene in spring. The slanting sun is over the trees, the green land is connected to the sky, the dogs are barking happily, and the people are returning home late. This poem is natural and apt, and it is clever in the common, strange in the plain, bringing the reader into the panoramic atmosphere of spring, where there is the wonderfulness of the realm of spring, the splendor of the color of spring, the intensity of the taste of spring, and the harmony of the sound of spring, and in which people will be open to the joy of song.
"Spring water is the first milk swallow fly, wasp small tail pouncing flower return. The window contains distant colors through the book front, the fish embrace the fragrant hook near the rocky islet." This is the Tang Dynasty poet Li He's "South Garden". Spring in the South Garden is full of vigor and interest. The spring water, the swallow, the bees picking flowers and making honey, the fish embracing the hooks for food, all these are very characteristic of the spring scenery, and the distant view through the window directly into the study, so that people are cozy and happy. The poem is vivid, fresh and flowing, and it is refreshing to read.
This time satisfied
7. 200 words of excerpts from the small essayWater rhyme long flowing water clear, swinging up the sound and color of the rhyme, floating out of the life of the splendor and splendor.
The flowing water is soft and gentle, pointing out the mildness of emotion and sowing the spring dew of love. The water is fluffy, stirring up the symphony of power and beauty, bursting out of the soul of the tough ah! That a stream of clear and bright water from the flowers and trees covered in the ancient well, bloomed with the illusion of life and ***, leisurely with the reflection of the red flowers and green trees and down, with a flowery, set a dew, gentle, slowly.
The gurgling water gently swirling soft wave is the mother's smile, sweetly drenched in love, can not help but remember the sound of childhood soft call, that a sweet kiss. Oh, the soft waves of love in the light! The long flowing water lightly splashed crystal is a child laughing out of tears, full of joy ***, less look back on childhood that wisp of the sunshine without fear, that silk lollipop sweetness.
Oh, the ripples of emotion in the cyclone. The water is flowing, the water of this tenderness.
Look! That a river of muddy water rushing from the sky, exuding the smell of strength and wildness, heaving against the high dam, with a body of bravado, set a belly of stubbornness, surging, surging. The vigor of the flowing water is a warrior's courage, and majestically shaking heaven and earth, calling to mind the Qu Yuan riverside to the wind, snow and electricity shouting, Li Bai, "the long wind will sometimes break the waves, hanging straight from the cloud sails Jie Canghai," the cloud of ambition, Lu Xun that "the courage to face up to the bleak life," the I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
Ah, the melody of the heroic in the high! Raging water splash waves is the toughness of the fighters, y shocking, so that people feel Hemingway pen Sandia song of tenacity and unyielding; Beida mountaineering team, even the death of the peak of the brave and determined to launch the impact; Sanmao to give up the city, the determination of the desert. Oh! The great wave of tenacity is tumbling! The flowing water, this masculine water.
The flowing water, the flowing water, does not lose the delicate and gentle, but also extremely magnificent and majestic. Rushing, flowing water! It will live on in heaven and earth.
Sublimation, realization! Accompanied by this long water rhyme shining history! Oh, the water rhyme! Comment "water", the most soft and strong. The author accurately captures the characteristics of "water", mother's love, childhood to explain the "soft water", with strength and courage to explain the "masculine water".
The softness of the tenderness, the boldness of the rigid, just and soft. Secondly, water as "running water" is dynamic rather than static. "call", "kiss", or "shout", "impact", the author in the line all the way The author in the line is all the way downstream, or light leaping, or surging and vigorous, excellent show the ability to grasp the topic.
Not to mention Li Qingzhao, Xu Zhimo's soft and gentle, Li Bai, Qu Yuan's romantic and tragic - these literary verses were cleverly colored for this article; alone, the opening three paragraphs of the "water clear", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water", "water" and "water". Soft", "flowing water fluffy" will make our ears echo the beautiful melody of the "Classic of Poetry". The language of the poem is like a blossoming flower, and the sound of the blossoming flower is the "water rhyme".
The structure of the whole article, like a beautiful person playing the zither - look at it, clear eyes: the opening set the tone, the middle of a soft and a rigid, the end of the sublimation of understanding, at a glance; listen carefully, the harmony of the sound: "the soft waves of love in the light" and "the melody of love" and "the melody of love", "the melody of love". "the melody of love in the soaring", "emotional ripples in the whirlwind" and "the big wave of toughness in the roll", this song and the other. The line symmetry should be, put in and out of the free, marveled at the small author skillful writing skills.
Keep a quiet heart Life is an endless sea, people are a boat on the sea. The sea is not calm, so people are always happy and sad.
When the nameless trouble attacked, disillusionment and uncertainty burned every nerve. But, my friend, don't forget to keep a quiet heart, and the pain will be no more.
In front of everyone, there is a road to the faraway place, rugged but full of hope. Not everyone can walk to the faraway place, because there are always people who are tired and halfway because they didn't pour out the sand in their shoes.
So, it is not the pleasure and pain itself that dominates one's feelings, but the mood. When life's troubles strike, drop the load, look up at the bright, blue sky, and let the gentle blue color reflect in your heart.
Just like the childhood play tired, looking for a piece of green soft grass lying down, let the sun in the face jump, let the breeze brush through the heart without folds. When layers of disillusionment surrounded, please open the window, let the refreshing fresh air into the, in the fragrant sweet earthy breath to find a trace of tranquility, just like childhood, pick up the dandelion's fine beard, drum up two cheeks blowing open a handful of small umbrella, with a surprise to close your eyes, make a wish.
Thus, the heart will be more a comfort and joy. When the helpless despondency comes, please polish your eyes and watch the sunset sinking, listen to the insects chirping and birds chirping.
Just like the childhood in the small yard to listen to the crickets, look up and count the sky twinkling stars. So, all the annoying noise gradually disappeared, have a quiet heart.
Keep a quiet heart, you will sincerely sigh: even if I'm not happy enough, do not put a deep frown, life is short, why cultivate bitterness? Keep a quiet heart, you will understand that the broad can dilute the sadness, serenity can dispel confusion. Yes, no one knows exactly how far away, but open the window of the soul, let the happy sunshine and moonlight pouring in, the quiet heart will have a never-ending song of happiness.
By keeping a tranquil heart, you can go beyond and keep challenging yourself. Even if the faraway place is forever, something will be born - a miracle.
From "Youth Digest" Appreciation: The world of the floating, impatient people, many people in this material world like a headless fly flying around, it is difficult to keep a quiet heart. Because the heart is difficult to be quiet, more worries, less happy; more partners, less friends; sitting alone with a dead lamp more, less leisurely walk; more depressed, less active and enterprising ...... "Temperance to brighten the mind, serenity to the faraway", a good one! "The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government.
Yes, only serenity, we will have an open mind, will have the courage to challenge, it is possible to move towards the peak of success. Let the heart serenity, you will become more beautiful and content, you will become more mature and stable, you will be happy and happy and successful handshake.
To keep a quiet heart is to keep the whole world.
8. 200 words essay for elementary school studentsOn TV, I have seen the golden sandy beaches; on the radio, I have heard the songs of the sea. How I wish I could see the beautiful sea! In the summer of this year, I finally got my wish and saw the sea of my dreams-Beidaihe.
The most beautiful is the beach. My father and I went to the beach for a walk. The waves gently beat against the rocks on the shore, trampling up a string of snow-white crystal waves. The waves rhythmically surged to the beach, one row of waves after another. "Seagulls! Seagulls!" I shouted. A seagull flying freely on the surface of the sea, from time to time head into the sea to catch fish, and from time to time to enjoy the neck high I really want to become a seagull, every day you can see the beautiful sea, with the blue sea and blue sky as companions. At this time, the beach more and more people, they have to catch crabs; some pick up shells; there are fishing sea fish ...... I also participated in the ranks of picking up Baker. I first carefully dig holes in the beach. Hey! As long as you dig a little deeper, you will be seeping seawater from the inside, which is what the teacher means by "large artesian basin".
I would like to be beside you forever, O enchanting sea!
9. 200 word essayA decade of experience makes me can not help but feel that the life that should be wonderful is dull and tasteless. Every day is a repetition of the same boring things that make me bored.
After a few bad experiences, I began to want to escape from this world.
I told my mother, "I don't want to go on like this. More effort seems to be futile, so many people are above me. I might as well go back to the basics, learn from the ancients, and live a life of seclusion." Mother did not say anything. After a few days, my mother brought me to a mountain. It was a mountain I did not know, not quite high, but could be described as dangerous. I looked at my mother, guessing her intentions.
"Do you see that tree?" Mother pointed to the cliff. I looked up. Between the steep cliffs, there was a tree that seemed to have been bent over by the thin crevices of the cliffs, but it was not devoid of life.
"Well, see. That's ------"
"Come on, I'll take you up." My mother pulled me along, seeking out a slower hillside and taking one step upward.
Looking at the sweat on my mother's forehead, although I did not understand her intentions, I told myself that I must walk up. The top of the mountain. This is indeed a rare place.
My mother pulled me, to the tree. "Look." I was stunned. The tree had grown out of the rock!
"This, how can ------"
"You see, for the tree to grow, it must penetrate the hard rock. You are a smart boy, I think you will understand." Mother said no more. I carefully bent down and looked at the tree on the cliff. Its roots were indeed growing in the rock, tough and strong stretching out in all directions, as if to draw on all the available nutrients around it.
An epiphany.
I looked back at my mother, "I get it. To make your place in the world, you must strive to overcome all setbacks and be tenacious in life."
Before that, one has to sharpen oneself. With real skills, you can overcome setbacks!" Mother said with satisfaction.
"Well, I will never say such silly things as seclusion again."
On the way back, I looked back at the tree. Under the blue sky, it looked like a sword sticking straight up into the clouds. It was telling me that it would fight against adversity.
Thanks to my mother for letting me see that tree. Thanks to the tree that broke out of the rock, it let me know, and then difficult to overcome the adversity, and then difficult to overcome the frustration, as long as the tenacity to fight, they will only eventually become a stepping stone on the road to success, to help us climb to the top of the victory.
The tree, forever growing in my heart.