Whether you are in school or entering society, everyone has written compositions, and you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Writing compositions can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down, and think about ourselves. future directions. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are the excellent essays on sunshine that I compiled for reference only. Let’s take a look. Excellent Sunshine Composition 1
In the afternoon, sitting on the balcony and basking in the sun, a warmth spreads throughout my body, which is extremely comfortable. The breath of winter embraces the earth in the singing of cold wind. The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter reincarnate. Each season has its splendor, beauty and charm. I love the coldness of winter, and I love the sun even more. It breaks through the gray sky and smiles. It drives away the coldness of winter and brings vitality to nature. It makes people feel infinitely warm, charming and brilliant.
The feeling of being wrapped and soaked in the winter sunshine is soothing and comfortable. It's sunny after the rain, and wisps of long-lost sunshine fill the field of vision. It pours down like a golden waterfall in the high and blue sky, and is dense, diffuse, and filling the eyes. Clusters of golden amber-like sunshine flowed on the bare branches, and the branches were no longer stiff, as if they were given life at that moment. They returned to their former self, brewing with hope. I seemed to hear the sound of green trees coming soon. The sound of branches blooming. Birds began to stand on the high-voltage line and look down, the grass raised its withered head again, and the pots of dragon's claw chrysanthemums on the balcony began to compete for beauty in the winter sunshine. A few old leaves that stick to their homeland become a desolate painting in the winter wind and sunshine. Almost all the windows of houses far and near opened a gap for the long-lost winter sunshine, and the balconies of residential buildings were immediately filled with colorful bed flowers. There is no cloud in the clear sky, and the sunshine roams freely. It jumps from this building to that building, then from that building to this building, from the roof to the window, and then from the courtyard to the back of the house. ...
Stretch out your palms, and the warm sunshine slowly passes through the fingers and pours on your face, soft and soft, like the spring breeze in February, and like the gurgling clear spring. I listened to the sound of music and sunshine, and a fresh and dry smell emerged, lingering in the heat emanating from the cup in my hand. Maybe this is the smell of the warm sun in winter!
No matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, the sun is above our heads, shining its selfless warmth without any trace of stinginess or fatigue. The sunshine in spring often makes us lazy and drowsy; the blazing heat of summer makes us escape everywhere; we still can't avoid the bright sunshine in autumn; and in the cold winter, we miss its brilliance so much that we are willing to nestle in its warmth. In my arms, enjoy this leisure and pleasure. When the warm sunshine shines brightly, the mood that has been tightened by the continuous rain suddenly becomes clear. Pull up a seat, get close to the window, close your eyes, reveal your inner depression, and let those damp memories dry at this moment. Or, make a cup of tea, read a leisurely book, and read a beautiful story about someone else. Even a shallow sadness will not let you sink. Soaking in the warm sunshine of winter will make you forget the intersection of your heart, the pace of time, the season and the winter passing by around you. Excellent Sunshine Composition 2
One day after dinner, I went out for a walk. The setting sun on the horizon is no longer as dazzling as the day. It is red, like a red lantern, and has a different style. Maybe it was Father Sun's paint tray that spilled, and the clouds in the sky were stained.
I walked to a familiar park. Because it is spring, the flowers there are blooming very brightly. A flower here and a cluster there are all blooming against the afterglow. Among the vast swathes of flowers, a young man was sketching. He was holding the drawing board, using a pencil to draw strokes one by one, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing indescribable joy. He was wearing a coat that seemed to have been worn for many years. It could be seen that it had been washed many times, but it was extremely clean.
He described it carefully. There was a unique flower in front of me. Its branches were stepped on by some unintentional person, and green juice flowed on its fragile branches. Maybe it has just been stepped on, but its flowers are still so bright. The big red flowers stand proudly, but they are weak and swaying casually in the wind. I felt strange: there were so many beautiful flowers, why did he come to sketch this fallen flower?
I couldn’t help but go over and take a look, and saw a large area of ??flowers drawn on the young man’s sketchbook. The only difference between those flowers and this flower is that their branches are upright.
I was extremely surprised by the vast swaths of red in the painting and the sunset red that stained the sky. The young man smiled, as if he had long been accustomed to people's surprised looks. His smile is natural, sunny, and cheerful, which fills people's hearts with warmth. The young man had finished painting. He put away his brush and still kept his sunny and bright smile. I was curious and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, do you come here to draw these flowers every day?" "Yes." The young man nodded, "They were just broken by stepping on them. They were so beautiful and bright before." ! I want to express their original appearance with a paintbrush. My heart tightened. Young people can actually use paintings to make these flowers that have been accidentally stepped on regain their former beauty! What a feeling! The young man suddenly grew taller in my heart. At this time, the young man suddenly looked at me: "My child, you are still young. No matter what happens, you must face it optimistically." I was stunned. How could a young man still have a long way to go? Say these words?
The young man didn’t say anything else. He picked up the crutch that had been buried in the grass, slowly sat up, picked up the easel, and walked away. I didn't know what to say, so I stood there, looking at the red sunset that had not yet dissipated, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.
He, that sunny person, will never fade in my memory. Because that is not just a person, but a fire that supports me when I encounter difficulties and lights up my entire life. Sunshine Excellent Composition 3
A greeting card, a photo, a pen, a stamp; a smile, a word, a wisp of longing, a touch of touch... We will always treasure a lot as we grow. thing. However, the collection I am going to talk about today is actually a piece of "sunshine".
You will definitely be wondering, how can you treasure the sunshine? But I just treasure the sunshine. That was a funny thing that happened in my wonderful childhood.
At that time, several good friends and I would play carefree on the lawn every day after school. If you are tired from playing, just lie on the lawn and quietly look up at the sacred Father Sun, greedily enjoying the gentle touch of the wind girl.
On this day, we played all the games and felt very bored. At this time, I had a sudden idea and said: "Let's collect sunshine!" "Okay!" Everyone said in unison. So, everyone took discarded bottles from home and went to sunny places to collect sunlight. "Look! I collected so much sunshine!" Xiaojing next door showed off. "I have so many talents!" I was not to be outdone. "No, it's mine." "Who said that? It's obviously mine."...
In the evening, we should all go home for dinner. "Why don't you bury it under the tree!" Xiaojing suggested. "Wait, let's leave a mark on it, so that we will know which bottle is ours in the future." "Yeah! That's right, a good idea!" Then, everyone couldn't wait to show off their skills on their own bottles. Leave all kinds of marks behind. After marking, everyone started fighting for territory again. "This piece should be mine!" "What's yours? First come, first served."...
Many years later, I suddenly remembered the bottle and went back to the tree to get it. . But the tree has grown from a small tree to a towering tree. I couldn't help but lament how time flies. It's really "time flies"! I squatted down and slowly peeled away the soil, looking for the bottle containing my childhood memories. ha! I found it! I excitedly held the bottle out into the sunlight and looked carefully at the markings on the bottle. However, after so many years, the marks left have long been blurred. In addition, I am not sure what mark I left behind in the past. However, one thing I am sure of is this: there is absolutely no sunlight contained in this earthy, fragrant bottle. But it contains the "sunshine" of innocent friendship between my childhood friends.
Time flies, although we have parted ways. But that group of companions, that friendship, and that innocent act were deeply engraved in my heart. I will treasure that "sunshine" forever. Excellent Sunshine Composition 4
When the sun is shining, I always like to shut myself in a dark room and think carefully about some people and things;
When it rains, I always like to climb up to the balcony to enjoy the rainy scenery, or go for a stroll in the small streets and alleys with an umbrella.
In this rainy season, people always like to decorate themselves with sadness. It seems that only in this way can the deepest feelings of the soul be better expressed. I can finally take off my mask and be myself bravely, without paying attention to the noise and struggles of the world. The power of the mask is that you don't have to be your true self.
People say that rainy days are the best days for separation. However, our separation was under the gentle sunshine under the clear sky.
There is a very reasonable saying: There is no banquet in the world that must come to an end. In the past, I only understood its literal meaning, but when we finally separated, I finally understood its deeper meaning. That day, we walked in the lively square. The bustling square was in sharp contrast to the silence between us. It was you who finally broke the ice. You hesitated and told me the news that you were leaving in a cold and apologetic voice. You wanted to apologize to me for not being able to fulfill our dreams with me. You apologized to me for your Not trustworthy... I could only listen quietly. I was speechless and could only passively nod. Your words are like black ants. They attack my heart in groups. When they crawl to the pit of my heart, they plant a flag on it and shout proudly and loudly: Look! We are victorious!
The afternoon sun is fierce but somewhat diffuse. I like to taste rich coffee in this afternoon, or walk to the yard to bask in the sun, breathe in the smell of the sun, and let my nose feel the freshness of the sun. smell. The sunshine enveloped my whole body, pouring down meter by meter, filling my whole body with the smell of sunshine, and removing the smell of sadness bit by bit.
At some point, we have to learn to enjoy loneliness. Many times, what we say and do is not what we want. When we are in pain and sadness, we will hide in a corner and cry alone. We must learn to be silent. However, it may take many years before we suddenly understand this truth.
Someone once told me: If you hide in the shadow of love, you will not be hurt. However, the "shadow of love" that once protected me has left me. Therefore, a person must learn to be strong, and a person can live well alone. Looking at his own shadow reflected on the ground, although he felt a little lonely, he could only smile.
When I was half asleep and half awake, I once saw your familiar back; when I was talking in my dreams, I once called your name.
What we once had has been lost and ended, but it also means a new beginning. Excellent Sunshine Composition 5
The spring sunshine is warm and falls on my face. Along with the warm sunshine, it reminds me of you in the distance. I don’t know what the sky is like there, and I don’t know what your sky is like. The sunshine is also so beautiful. Do you also think of me under the sunshine?
Standing in the sunshine blown by the warm wind, the dazzling light poured on my body. The confused mountains are immersed in the faint green shadow. Looking up at the sky, does the returning swallow bring news about you? Are you safe and sound far away? May the scorching sun in the sky also shine on your body, bringing you warmth, my sunshine-like thoughts, and my warm words of comfort.
How are you doing today? Do you think of me occasionally? Do you feel that there are endless thoughts of me in the warm sunshine? Are you still, that hurried shadow, leaving only me, leaving behind this infatuated love that can never be cut off?
Holding your photo in my hand, looking at the present and the past, the overlapping shadows and confused hallucinations make it difficult for me to tell which one is you in my memory.
On the clear sky, a curved crescent moon hangs on the back of the sun, and the crescent moon quietly watches the sun. Just like me, just like me, quietly missing and watching quietly. The persistent obsession is so profound and has never diminished. It is the persistent hope. I wish to be the crescent moon over there, guarding every sunrise and sunset. I wish it were the faint white clouds floating in your sky and slowly scattered around you. Those wisps are my unchanging concern for you, and those wisps are my words of blessing to you. .
I give my heart to you for preservation. Maybe you will cherish it, maybe you will crush it. Regardless of sweetness or pain, I know that my heart has already been lost to you. I have never regretted or complained, because you are the love of my life.
Walking through it in a daze, the shadowed path and the green branches looked proudly at the cold wind of early spring and welcomed the kiss of the sun, showing its tenacious life, as if it was like, like. This feeling of longing is exposed, revealing the transparent heart.
I have no regrets about falling in love with you, no matter whether I miss you or feel confused. In the journey of life, because I love you, I have happiness, and because I love you, I have life.
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Love you forever, love you forever! Sunshine Excellent Composition 6
After the severe winter wind and snow, it is like a pair of hands caressing and warming It is the sunshine that blooms with flowers;
After the lightning and thunder of the storm, it is the sunshine that breaks through and drives away the haze like a sharp sword;
And when I lose confidence , the light that illuminates my heart and guides me forward - is the broad mind and magnificent spirit of the ancients.
At the beginning of the second volume of third grade, my math test scores were unfavorable. My math scores in units one and two were only over 80 points. I found that many of my classmates who usually had lower scores than me were on par with me, and some even surpassed me. For me, who has always wanted to be strong, this was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.
Looking at the slightly mocking scores on the test paper, I sighed and stuffed it into the innermost layer of my schoolbag.
It is said that "men don't shed tears easily"! But I just couldn't suppress the gloomy emotions in my heart. When I got home, I buried my head in the bed and sobbed quietly, fearing that others would hear me. At this time, an inexplicable gust of wind came in from the window, and I opened a book on the table. The rustling sound made me upset, and forced me to stick my head out. I couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "Qingfeng can't read, why is it so confusing?" Turn the book."
When I saw that the book was my beloved "Tang Poems and Song Ci", I started flipping through it, and then I couldn't put it down more and more. The gloomy and gloomy clouds in my heart just now had already flown out of the sky. Those popular ancient poems deeply attracted me.
Among them, what attracts me the most is the story behind the creation of the poem: During the most difficult period of the anti-golden war, Yue Fei wrote about the patriotic feelings of "the ambitious man eats the meat of the Huns when he is hungry, and laughs and talks about drinking the blood of the Huns when he is thirsty"; When Fan Zhongyan was demoted to Dengzhou, he expressed his concern for the country and the people by "worrying about the world's worries first, and rejoicing after the world's happiness"; when Du Fu's life was wandering, he shouted, "I will be able to live in thousands of mansions." The lofty ideal of "protecting the world and making all poor men happy"...
Among them, which one has not gone through unimaginable hardships before becoming famous and famous throughout the ages? Compared to the hardships they have gone through, what is this little setback of mine? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly became enlightened, so I rushed to the desk again and started writing furiously.
Finally, in the subsequent exams, I achieved satisfactory results, and in the final exam, I was ranked among the top two in the class and firmly occupied the "Study Star"!
Sunshine always comes after wind and rain. How can we see a rainbow without wind and rain? Those old gentlemen who passed away taught me that even in the most difficult times, never give up; there will always be sunshine in the cracks. The sunshine in my heart - the ancient spirit of never giving up and working hard to make progress is the guiding light on my way forward and the motivation for me to ride the wind and waves and never back down! Excellent Sunshine Composition 7
I thought the sun was just right, but who knew it was already setting in the west; I thought the spring was all over the sky, but who knew autumn was getting stronger; I thought we were traveling to the end of the world, but who knew we had gone our separate ways... Three years later Flying by in a hurry, there is only one year left with Chaoyang Campus. Looking back on the past, it is inevitable to feel a little sad.
I really love and hate this beautiful school called Chaoyang Campus.
What I love is that it has made me meet many good friends, good classmates, and good teachers. It has also allowed me to gradually grow up in this cultural institution, shed my youthful coat, and given me a resolute character and unyielding faith. ; What I hate is that it brings endless pressure to study, which is not what I like! Although I love learning, I don't like the ranking method on campus. This has caused countless students on Chaoyang Campus to fall into the abyss and be unable to extricate themselves. It has also made many students contaminated with a "drug" - test papers.
Although it has been nearly two years since I came to this beautiful campus, it still brings me different fun, which is very commendable. But while I am happy, I also have my own troubles. My junior high school career is not very long, just three years in a blink of an eye. One year, there is only one year left. This year seems to be very long, but in fact it is not; it is very short, passing away in one breath. As the sun rises, I walk into the campus again. I think of the spring outing in seventh grade, where we sweated freely under the leadership of the teacher; I think of last year's art festival, where we recited in high tones on the high stage; I thought of the sunset, the sunshine filling the campus and shining on our faces, reflecting the bright and innocent smiles... I shook my head, suddenly feeling like I had lost something, but I had gained something. I lost the impulsiveness and youthfulness I once had, and lost a bit of the naughty nature of a child. I gained the tenacity and mental maturity after the storm, and learned that time is precious and the meaning of learning.
Maybe I will achieve something in the future, and I think that should be attributed to Chaoyang Campus, a scholarly university with beautiful scenery. Every student who walks out from here should remember a name. I think that will It's the rising sun. This is the place where we take the first step in life, and it is also the airport where we set sail... Facing the remaining year, I think we should use unprecedented strength to fight and fight in order to give us a junior high school career without regrets. , which can be regarded as a satisfactory answer to parents, teachers, and the school.
Time flies by silently. Looking back at dusk, those fleeting moments and fleeting stories have become unforgettable memories. Every bit of life on Chaoyang Campus has become the softest part of my heart. It reminds me that I have been here before and that my past is still here.
Time has taken away a lot, but it cannot take away my deepest love and blessings for Chaoyang Campus. No matter where I am, I will always remember Chaoyang Campus. Excellent Sunshine Composition 8
The road of life will not always be smooth. Sometimes the sun shines brightly, sometimes there is a slanting wind and drizzle, and sometimes the sky is dark and the ground is dark. It does not matter everything. Family love, like a ray of sunshine, stays in the heart forever.
The hands of the alarm clock turned quietly, and it was past ten o'clock before I knew it. The moon stretched sleepily in the dark blue sky. The draft paper was filled with dense calculations. I bit my pen irritably, thinking about this math problem that had racked my brains for half an hour but was still far from success. At this time, my mother's voice sounded in the living room again.
"Daughter, it's time to sleep, drink the milk."
The recent homework is the combination of parallelograms and linear functions. Each question must be classified and discussed so that My mind turned to mush. I was almost driven crazy by these numbers and graphics. I was like an active volcano ready to explode. After hearing my mother’s nagging, I finally erupted.
"Who doesn't want to go to bed now? Can I sleep? Hum, I won't sleep tonight until I finish this question! Milk? I won't drink it!" I shouted to the living room Bian yelled.
My mother was immediately silenced by my yelling. It took her a long time to squeeze out a few words through her teeth: "I, I'll warm the milk for you." Then there was no movement. I snorted again, rubbed my sore eyes, and started writing furiously on the paper again. Silence began to fill the air~~~~
I am afraid of the dark, I am afraid that the night will corrode my light, which is not bright, swallow my body, and lock me in a dark cage alone. . I can only let the pen move quickly on the paper to delay the advance of darkness. I suddenly heard a few footsteps, softly, as if they were afraid that I would notice. Every time I stepped on the ground, the sound was extremely faint. Is darkness coming from behind? I can only think faster and faster.
When I finally emerged from the ocean of numbers, it was past eleven o'clock. I breathed a sigh of relief, and the question was solved! I looked into the living room and the lights were still on. Suddenly, I smelled a bit of milk fragrance wafting in the air.
I walked to the living room, where my mother was still sitting on the sofa. When she saw me coming, she quickly asked me to drink milk. I picked up the bowl. Why, it was hot. I suddenly felt a heat in my heart, as if a ray of sunshine shone into my heart. I suddenly remembered that the gentle footsteps just now were the footsteps of my mother heating milk? I drank the milk in one breath and raised my head to look at my mother. She smiled so gratifiedly and contentedly that the wrinkles on her forehead relaxed. She said nothing, just looked at me and smiled quietly. Suddenly, I felt that the night seemed to be illuminated by the sunshine of family love, and I was no longer afraid of the dark?
Family love, like a ray of sunshine, stays in my heart forever. Excellent Sunshine Composition 9
In this golden heart, there is a warm sun. This warm sun can't help but shine brightly in this heart, illuminating that golden heart, just in this heart In the center of my heart, I saw that ray of warm sunshine
I remember one morning in the third grade of elementary school, a few friends and I took advantage of this sunny morning to walk in the village. Walking up and down the road, the sky was so blue that there was no impurity, like a shining sapphire. Only four white clouds were flying around in the sky, just like the four of us idle children. The cool wind blew across our faces, and we suddenly felt extremely comfortable. The poplar trees on both sides of the road stood like mighty and domineering generals on both sides of the road. The four of us seemed to be in the arms of the poplar trees, smiling from time to time. , there was no one on both sides of the road, and the whole village was eerily silent. On this sunny day, it was not sunny all day! The four of us were immersed in the play that had just been performed in school, and the discussion was very heated. We were all talking along the way, but we didn’t know that the blue sky was wearing a black suit for ourselves
Thunder I don’t know how to cover my ears In one moment, the boundless rain is as fine as the sorrowful rain. The silk is like cow hair and sharp needles, densely woven diagonally like filaments. It is scattered in the streets and alleys of our hometown. We don't seem to care about the drizzle. We just put on our hats. Continue to immerse yourself in that drama, walk through the streets, through the alleys, through the curtain of rain, and enjoy the cool and soft caress of the rain. Just when we turned another corner, the sky seemed to have changed into a darker black leather coat and the downpour fell rapidly from the sky. The four of us were like chickens falling into the water one by one. The clothes seemed to have been washed again in an instant. At this time, my friend Xing Xuyang took out a black and white umbrella. The white umbrella was like a life-saving straw, but in fact it could only cover 3 people! I have been standing on the right side of the umbrella, and I don’t feel any harm from the rain, because the three of them have always kept the umbrella for three people on my side. I look at them and I can’t help but feel a feeling, quietly. I have to push the umbrella over there, but that resistance stops my hand, because they are considerate of others; because they are helpful; because the white and black umbrella for three people, although the weather is drizzling, but The sun is shining brightly in my heart!
That kind of unforgettable friendship, that ray of sunshine in my heart, and that black and white umbrella will be engraved in my heart forever! Excellent Sunshine Composition 10
On the road to pursuing dreams, the sun is always with you, and there are occasional wind and rain, but your heart is unimpeded and your feet never stop.
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The raindrops outside the window hit the classroom windowpane hard, just like the test paper lying quietly on the table full of bright red crosses, one after another , hitting my heartstrings mercilessly.
Feeling irritable, I packed my schoolbag haphazardly and walked out of school. I walked in the rain without an umbrella, and big drops of rain flowed down my hair and onto my face. It was cold and biting, mixed with warm tears, and I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears...
Just like that, I was walking in the rain at a loss, and my whole body was soaked. Unconsciously, I thought of my mother working day and night, and my father's back, leaving early in the morning and coming back late... In this oppressive and biting environment, I, who had always been strong, couldn't bear it anymore. I squatted on the side of the road and burst into tears.
Suddenly, I can’t feel the impact of the rain anymore. Has the rain stopped? I raised my tear-stained face and looked up, and a blue umbrella came into my eyes. I turned around and saw her who had always been incompatible with me at school. She must be here to laugh at me, I thought. "Wipe it!" She squatted down at some point and handed me a tissue. Seeing that I didn't respond, she put it into my hand without saying a word and sat down on the chair with me.
"Isn’t it just that you didn’t do well in the exam? One exam means nothing. If you are pessimistic and negative because of this exam, then you have really lost a lot. If you don’t do well in the exam, we must start from the mistakes Start with the questions and solve them one by one. What is the test? Why do we need to take the test?" Seeing that I finally raised my head and listened carefully, she paused and then continued: "The test is to test our mastery of this stage of study. How much have you learned? The purpose of exams is to allow us to check for gaps and master the knowledge we have not yet mastered. Do you know why I am incompatible with you? Because you are excellent and you have a spirit of refusing to admit defeat, so I always regard you as mine. I hope to catch up with you or even surpass you one day. If you are discouraged because of this exam, then I have misjudged you. It turns out that you are a coward! We may never be friends. Cowards make friends!" She stood up and prepared to leave.
The fighting spirit in my heart was suddenly aroused: "Who said I was a coward? Who said I lost? Isn't it just an exam? Let's see!" She smiled and looked back. I said, "This is the Tong Ruonan I know! Come on, don't let me surpass you!" I stepped forward and took her hand, and my cold heart suddenly became warm. At some point, the rain stopped and a ray of sunshine shone on both of us. She and I looked at each other, and her bright smile bloomed like a flower, reflecting into my heart...
I breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up my schoolbag, faced the sunshine, and silently said to myself in my heart Say: "Come on!" Excellent Sunshine Composition 11
Steep steps, messy vegetation. I regret my decision to beg my parents to go to Qingdao to see Beijiushui. The sultry weather made my original beautiful and exciting mood, which was as beautiful as sunshine, suddenly vanish into thin air. "The beautiful and pleasant scenery is clearly just nine streams and a few piles of dead branches!" I said, pointing to the tree trunk on the top of the mountain in front of me. This isn't the first time I've complained.
At 8 o’clock in the morning, we have arrived at Beijiushui! But at 12 noon, we had not finished walking around Sishui. And I was exhausted, so how could I be in the mood to look at the scenery around me? In my eyes at that time, these were just nine ordinary streams, with no "scenery" at all!
Finally reached the top of the mountain and sat in a pavilion by the road to rest. I was very irritable and kept asking my father how far it was. Dad seemed to be annoyed by my question, so he replied: "How do I know?" At this time, my irritability was like dry wood being ignited by strong water, and I became more angry, so I immediately stood up, put on my bag, and Just go forward. My mother had no choice but to follow me. The road ahead will be even more difficult for me.
"This is Wu Shui! Oh, it's not beautiful at all! Stop taking pictures!" I took the camera from my mother's hand and said impatiently. I started to complain again, but my mother said nothing and continued to move forward. I walked carelessly, venting my anger on the steps under my feet from time to time. "Pedal, pedal, pedal", I stepped hard, but my feet hurt so much! At this point, I really want to end this trip to Beijiushui as soon as possible!
Preparing to go down the mountain, I am taking a rest. Suddenly, I was stunned by the scene in front of me: the winding stream of water was so white, flowing forward wave after wave. There are many plants and trees beside the stream, and the body is constantly washed by the stream. The branches of the trees by the stream are even more strange. Some are like angry horns, growing straight upward; some are like majestic lion kings, attacking in all directions; some are like the little girl next door, lowering her head shyly. Look at the golden sun again, shining its rays on the stream, as if telling me: How beautiful all this is! I was extremely surprised by this scene. How could this be the pile of "dead branches and leaves" I just mentioned?
We continued walking down the mountain along the stone path, our steps were very cheerful, and the vibrant scene just now always appeared in our minds. After that, we looked at the Seven Waters, Eight Waters, and Nine Waters. I was also sincerely amazed by their beauty!
Some people say: "Sunshine is a language, a language that people can understand." In fact, scenery is also a language, a language that can change people's mood.