1. Write a 500-word essay with the title My Peach Blossom Spring
Peach Blossom in Spring
Do you love spring? Do you love peach blossoms? I like the peach blossoms in spring the most.
When spring comes, the Peach Blossom Fairy will hold a dance next, inviting all the peach blossoms to dance. The peach blossoms on the roadside and in the garden are all vying to bloom, and they are competing with each other on the branches and treetops. Look! Every branch is covered with peach blossoms. Your petals are resting on my petals. It’s so lively to squeeze and shout. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms. It was as if the Peach Blossom Fairy had sprayed perfume, making everyone indulge in the dance.
The bright pink peach blossoms in spring attract many people, and I was also attracted by the flowers. I couldn't bear to leave. The five small white petals formed a small round face, and the many slender stamens of the petals were topped with light yellow dots. Three or four small flowers formed a small circle, blowing in the spring breeze. It's really like a group of innocent and lively children dancing a "waltz" shyly... Peach blossom, it does not use bright colors to show the joy of life, but uses a white heart to repay the spring; it does not use delicate flowers to decorate the spring , but to praise and sing spring with simple sincerity. In summer, when people watch the scene of hundreds of flowers blooming, who will remember the peach blossoms in spring? When people look at the last piece of yellow this year, who will remember the first peach blossom in spring? In winter, when the cold wind is biting and the north wind is howling, we are happily playing with the snowflakes. Who would have thought of those peach blossoms falling on our shoulders?
Winter is over, spring is here, and the peach blossoms are blooming again. We just hold the flowers in the palm of our hands, leaving them at the ends of our hair. Who would have thought of last year’s peach blossoms? People have become passers-by, but those things with real meaning have become the protagonists. People may have forgotten the peach blossoms before, but the simple and sincere peach blossoms have always bloomed in my heart no matter whether it is shaking or scorching heat, wind or snow and rain, whether spring, summer or autumn and winter. Intoxicating peach blossoms In the spring breeze, I saw the peach blossoms in my dream again. She is still smiling and charming. The white peach blossoms are as white as jade and cotton, the pink peach blossoms are like blooming azaleas, and the pink peach blossoms remind me of pink memories. In that place where the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the mountains are no longer silent, the water is no longer humming in condensation, the birds are stretching their wings, the flowers are beginning to bloom, the wind is dancing, the flowers are flying, and the willows are flying, the acacia is coming, and the world will become as beautiful as a fairy tale . . . .
The butterflies and bees began to work like crazy, pulling matchmakers and concubines. The peach blossoms in my heart were in bloom, and my heartstrings were gently plucked. I stood in the place where the peach blossoms were in full bloom, looking at the world with a smile. Look at life with a smile. The girl is magically dressed in beautiful makeup. The petals whisper about who is the most beautiful. . . .
The moon hangs crescent in the sky, and the stars look at the sky, the mountains and rivers, a breeze blows, and the fragrance of peach blossoms overflows, swaying the flowers and the moon, the crescent moon is drunk, crystal clear Jing Xing Dou became even brighter in confusion. Who is dancing in the world of flowers and full moon? It is the intoxicating peach blossom. 2. Write an essay with the title "The Peach Blossom Spring in My Heart"
The Peach Blossom Spring in My Heart I am not a poet who drinks chrysanthemum wine alone, nor is I the Mr. Wu Liu who "doesn't give up for five buckets of rice". Not the one who recited "Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the southern mountains".
I don’t have his talent and indifferent mood. But I also have a paradise in my heart.
The Peach Blossom Spring in my heart is made of water, with criss-crossing and winding rivers, and the dotted villages are unsinkable boats. The willow branches by the river sprout buds, and the reeds are transparent when they emerge from the edge. When I was young, I would sleep on the water every night, looking at the women wearing flowing gauze skirts and holding umbrellas, looking at the water in the hazy rain. A place with many ancient bridges and mottled silhouettes is the paradise in my heart.
The shallow river water kept flowing smoothly, and the awning boat came rocking. The boatman held his pennies as if holding hope, and passed through the bridge hole that was stained by countless winds and frosts; The bluestone road is not smooth. It is conceivable that women from the south of the Yangtze River are wearing embroidered shoes and stepping lightly on it, not wanting to hurt the small moss. There are shops on the roadside, perhaps with big "wine" characters hanging on them, which is dusty. The servants on the road also gulped down a drink, and there was an infinitely righteous knight, perhaps the old woman from the neighbor's house, carefully weaving bracelets carrying love, stroking the little granddaughter's head, and taking out a bunch of candied haws from behind. Maybe it was a dyeing workshop, with colorful cloths hanging and a dyeing vat. There were also naughty children playing around. Unexpectedly, the clothes became colorful, as bright as his smile. In the early morning, I opened the window and saw the Peach Blossom Spring under the mist. It was so beautiful, like an ink painting, and I was in this painting.
In a small town prepared for a rainy day, I can wear a raincoat, hold a fishing rod, and ripple in the ink-soaked smoke. It's sunny after the rain. In the center of the green lotus leaves, the crystal water droplets disturb the beauty of the lotus.
You can smell the gentle breath of water in the wind, refreshing and clear; it reflects the green and silvery appearance of the green mountains. On the water, circles of ripples unfolded the story of the small town, and the sound of oars disturbed my thoughts, like the melancholy surface of the river.
The peach blossom garden has faded away and is just a simple poetic place, telling a lingering story with its vicissitudes of life. Such tranquility and harmony, gently playing a piece of pipa music, outlines a watery peach blossom garden. 3. Write an essay with the title of Peach Blossom Spring in my heart.
Sample Essay 1: The Peach Blossom Spring in my heart is a place with unique scenery and beautiful scenery.
The peaks there are very unique. They are steep and steep, but also beautiful and spectacular. The mountains are undulating like green waves, which is very pleasing to the eye. The peaks are unreachable, like a sharp sword pointing straight at it. In the sky, and on the mountain, there is a waterfall rushing straight down from the mountain, flowing thousands of feet, like a white stream covered with frost and snow, with flying beads splashing around, which is breathtaking. There are many rare and exotic animals on the mountain, all of which can live in harmony with people.
There is a river under the waterfall that rushes down from the mountain, like a meandering jade belt winding around the mountains. There are peach trees on both sides of the river bank, full of peach blossoms, and petals fall from the trees to the river. , as if laying a pink carpet on the river, exuding a unique charm. The peach blossoms on the river bank are in bloom in large clusters, like pink flames, burning blazingly and never stopping.
All year round, huge peaches hang on the trees, within easy reach. The water of this river is clear to the bottom and spotless.
There are many swimming fish playing among them, and many of them are actually beautiful koi! This river has a beautiful name - Ribbon River. Near the peach forest on the river bank, there is an extremely spacious grassland, which also has a nice name called Rainbow Grassland. Because an extremely bright rainbow often appears on this grassland, shining with the beautiful seven-color brilliance.
This piece of grass is green, and the green is so eye-catching, like a piece of green emerald, with colorful wild flowers blooming on it, such as wild lilies, plantains, wild cornflowers, and forget-me-nots~~~~ etc. Like a star blinking its little eyes.
Not to mention how interesting it is. The grass is thin and soft like a beautiful green velvet blanket. Lying on it, the breeze blows on you, smells the fragrance of flowers, and listens to the chirping of birds, which can instantly make you fall asleep peacefully.
Sample 2: I also have my own "Peach Blossom Spring" in my heart. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I drove alone to a place of my own. This place is unique in my eyes. It is my "Peach Blossom Land".
In spring, I roll and play on the grass. Whether you are standing, lying down or sitting, you feel particularly comfortable.
The warm sunshine caressed me gently, and it also urged the grass to grow up quickly. Spring is a rainy season, and I stand alone on the open grass with no trees or umbrellas.
The cool, itchy, comfortable feeling of rain falling on your body. The sound of pattering rain came to my ears, which was a bit like the sound of grass greedily sucking the dew of spring.
In the summer, I lie in a place that can block the scorching sun, listen to the cicadas’ incessant calls, and fall asleep peacefully. When I wake up, I can fish in the small river, because this can add food to today's dinner; I can also swim in the small river, enjoying the sound of the rushing water, the cool and clean river water and the small fish kissing my fingers. Feel.
Sometimes when I was playing in the water, I would "startle a group of gulls and herons". Autumn, a harvest season, I reap the fruits of my labor, which is not only sweet in my mouth, but also sweet in my heart.
I walked in the fields, listening to the sound of fruits breaking out of their shells, and listening to their confessions of life. I walked among the trees, and the fallen leaves were like butterflies. I tried to catch it with my hands, but it slipped through my fingers.
I picked it up from the ground again - a maple leaf blown red by the autumn wind. I put it in my pocket, leaving a mature autumn for myself. Winter is here, white snow is flying, and pieces of white snow are flying to the world with the cold wind, covering the earth with a big white cotton-padded jacket.
It snowed all night, and the ground, trees, and roofs were all endless white, like a white palace. I walked out of the house, and the snow had piled up a foot high. I walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Although it was a little difficult, I didn't look back.
The river has been frozen. I can put on my skates and slide from the upper reaches of the river to the lower reaches. The cold wind is like a sharp knife, cutting my face red, but I play Very happy. Looking back, my "Peach Blossom Land" is actually just a small river, a grassland, a forest, and a field.
I believe that through my hard work, I will definitely have my own "peach blossom garden" in the future. 4. Write an essay on the topic of "Peach Blossom Spring"
<1>The Story of Peach Blossom Spring. Search and search, lively and peaceful.
When everything wakes up, go out to cultivate the fields. It rained continuously for three days and two nights, how could it defeat his interest in farming and weaving?
When the swallow passes by, it feels comfortable, but it is the story of Peach Blossom Spring. ——Tiaoji's "Slow Sound" The environment is beautiful. A river, with flowers and trees on both sides. The scissors-like February spring breeze blows through, and the mud melts and swallows fly.
Under the sunlight, the willows and the mandarin ducks in the river complement each other, and the silk-like grass is shaking the rainwater on it. Just after the rain, a rainbow hung between the two mountains. When people saw it, they felt particularly cheerful.
Flowers are in full bloom, bees are busy collecting nectar, and peach blossoms are definitely among them. This is the time when peach blossoms are in full bloom. You can smell the fragrance of peach blossoms from a distance, and they are even more delicious up close. The colors are divided into three types: red, pink, and white. The ones that are in bud give hope to the peach blossoms, and those that are in full bloom are It gives the peach blossom vitality.
Seeing such a beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. Wow! How fresh! It has no waste gas, no stinky smell from garbage, no dust, as if someone has disinfected the air, disinfected it, and there is no smell of disinfectant.
Social Harmony Under the peach blossom forest, people started to cook when they heard people talking. They used natural gas to keep the air fresh without pollution. Seeing the smoke rising from the cooking pots, the farmers in the fields put down their work and went home to prepare for dinner.
When I walked into a house, they didn’t ask me who I was. When a stranger came, they invited me to stay for a simple meal. I was very surprised, so he said to me: "Why is there any need to be suspicious of this harmonious society? People in society love each other; they are consistent on important matters; they are free on minor matters."
oh! This is very different from the previous society! Could this be the peach blossom land I found after all the hardships? I couldn't believe my eyes. Indeed, as soon as you wake up, everything is gone.
<2>The Story of Peach Blossom Spring The third grade (1) class has a unique class, a collective where hundreds of rivers merge into the sea and accommodate streams. After four seasons of wind and rain, through the flower season and the rainy season, we laughed happily and cried sadly on the campus full of youth.
——Inscription Peach Blossom Spring There was once a hermit named Tao who drank wine all day long, picked up wild flowers, looked at Nanshan leisurely, and lived like a fairy.
Unwilling to be left alone, he made up a paradise resort that was uncontested by the world. He fabricated it while sipping a small drink. He was still sober, but he didn't know how many people had been drunk. Throughout the ages, he is not the only one who is crazy about drinking, and Qin Guan must have drank too! Who said that "there is no way to find the peach garden", our third grade (1) class is the peach blossom garden! When you come here, you will not suddenly become enlightened, but rather confused; there is no yellow hair hanging down, and everyone is of the same age; no one comes and goes to farm, everyone is a student.
It is called the Peach Blossom Spring because we love the peach blossoms on the bank so much that we are willing to be completely knocked down by the pink fragrance of the peach blossoms without any complaints. With just a "pop" sound, we fell. , the name Peach Blossom Spring stood up! Plum blossoms are sent by post, and plum blossoms are conveyed by fish. Long smoke and beacon fire, fast horses whipping whips, flying pigeons passing messages, bluebirds are attentive, secret glances, eye-catching glances, telephone paging, and mobile phone text messages are all unworkable in the depths of Taoyuan. Although you have Zhang Liang Ji and I have Qiang Ladder, we have a unique method of conveying information, which we have been using since unknown times.
Elegantly speaking, it is called "the plum blossoms are sent by mail, and the ruler is passed down by fish". Popularly speaking, it is two words: Chuan Tiao. Hearing these two words, some people in Taoyuan will be secretly happy, and some will be panicked. They are happy because of their high communication skills, but they are worried because of their many flaws.
For my own safety, I will not introduce these preachers one by one, so as not to cause unnecessary panic. This biography has many advantages, and in detail it is like another "Arabian Nights".
Writing a note is simple and easy to learn. You can spend the whole note or use the scraps at the corners; use the hand holding the pen to write freely, the language is concise and clear, and the handwriting is flying; the content of the note should have a clear center, a prominent theme, and an idea. It is novel and cleverly conceived; punctuation marks can also be created at will, typos in ancient vernacular, pinyin, English, and Liu style are all available. The sweet words are like the water of the Yellow River, and the daily routine after dinner is even more endless.
The strip is small and exquisite, sandwiched between two fingers. It is extremely concealed and cannot be seen from a distance, and it is not easy to detect it up close. In an extremely limited time, at lightning speed, he folded this note, which was packed with pen and ink, making it half-understood, in half, in half, and then in half again, and then immediately handed it over to his confidant and said the code. .
This person immediately understood, folded the note in half, folded it in half, folded it in half again, and handed it to his cronies. Someone else took the note... It was organized and disciplined. It can be said that it can be moved at any time and connected everywhere! In general, Taoyuan people always adhere to one principle regarding Chuanjuo, an activity that not only improves writing but also trains responses: imitation is welcome and publicity is encouraged! Swords: People in Taoyuan have nothing to do with the world, but they have to compete with others. Although not all of them are amazing in appearance, everyone is a martial arts master. If there is a slight conflict, a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City may break out. However, the Taoyuan people use two special weapons-the lip gun and the tongue sword.
They say words can hurt more than swords and guns, and this is true! If you encounter someone with a low voice and a good temper, just argue for a few words. But if you encounter a ruthless character like Xiao Longnu in "Kung Fu", you will be out of control and the world will be in chaos.
He has poor intelligence and is at best like a lion roaring from the east of the river. Those with profound Taoism will shake the heavens and earth and weep ghosts and gods.
What’s even worse is that the city gate is on fire, and the water reaches the fish in the pond. When they come up, they first talk about what’s going on with your father-in-law, and then they talk about what’s going on with your father-in-law. There are eighteen bends in the mountain road and nine links in the waterway. Nothing good will happen to you if you get involved. What's more, your unborn daughter and son will also be poisoned by it. Fortunately! Fortunately! Most people in Taoyuan are open-minded. A gust of wind and a light drizzle blew away resentment and extinguished anger, and immediately there was another burst of convulsive laughter.
Hidden weapons: It is easy to hide from open guns, but difficult to guard against hidden arrows. Hidden weapons have been the best foil since ancient times. Li Tan's skill with flying knives is well-established, and rising star Li Mochou's ice-forced silver needle is even more impressive! With the progress of the times, hidden weapons have changed their forms, and their essence of harming others and benefiting oneself will remain immortal! The chalk head is the number one hidden weapon of Taoyuan people. It turns the visible into the invisible, hiding murderous intent, but does not hurt people's flesh and blood, and can achieve the desired effect. It can be said to be "a must-have product for studying in school, and for entertaining."
Available in every class in every school across the country...*** after class is the best signal for launching concealed weapons.
5. Write a paragraph with the title "The Peach Blossom Spring in My Heart"... 400 words in a category. Urgently needed
The Peach Blossom Spring in My Heart The Peach Blossom Spring written by Tao Yuanming is really a fairyland on earth, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. In my heart, there is also a place that belongs to My own "Peach Blossom Land". Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I drove alone to a place of my own. This place is unique in my eyes. It is my "Peach Blossom Land". In spring, I roll and play on the grass. Whether I am standing, lying or sitting, I feel particularly comfortable. The warm sunshine caresses me gently, and it also urges the grass to grow up. Spring is a rainy season, and I stand alone. There are no trees or umbrellas on the open grassland. The rain falling on your body gives you a cool, itchy and comfortable feeling. The patter of rain can be heard in your ears, which is a bit like the grass sucking greedily. The sound of spring dew. In the summer, I lie in a place that can block the scorching sun, listen to the cicadas’ incessant calls, and fall asleep peacefully. When I wake up, I can fish in the small river, because this can prepare me for today. Extra food for dinner; I can also swim in the river, enjoying the sound of running water, the cool and clean river water and the feeling of small fish kissing my fingers. Sometimes when I play in the water, I will "startle a group of gulls and herons" "Autumn, a harvest season, I reaped the fruits of my labor. It was not only sweet in my mouth, but also sweet in my heart. I walked in the fields and listened to the fruits breaking out of their shells. Sounds, listening to their confession of life. I walked among the trees, and the fallen leaves were like dancing butterflies. I wanted to catch it with my hands, but it slipped away from my fingers. I picked it up from the ground again. Picking it up - a maple leaf blown red by the autumn wind, I put it in my pocket to leave a mature autumn for myself. Winter is here, white snow is flying, and pieces of white snow are flying to the world with the cold wind. I covered the earth with a big white cotton-padded jacket. It snowed all night, and the ground, trees, and roofs were all endless white, with pink makeup and jade, like a white palace. When I walked out of the house, there was already a pile of snow. When I got taller, I walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Although it was a little difficult, I didn't go back. The river was frozen, so I could put on my skates and slide from the upper reaches of the river to the lower reaches. The cold wind was like a flying knife, cutting my face red, but I had a great time. Looking back, my "Peach Blossom Land" is actually only a small river, a grassland, a forest, and a field. I believe that after With my hard work, I will definitely have my own "Peach Blossom Spring" in the future. 6. An essay on today’s Peach Blossom Spring
The Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming can be described as a fairyland on earth, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and man and nature harmoniously integrated into one, making people forget everything. However, I also have my own "Peach Blossom Land" in my heart. I left the noisy city for a short time and came alone to this fairyland in my soul.
There is a platform on the top floor of grandma's house. At first it was empty and looked desolate, but there were always some people who were unwilling to be lonely and added color to the platform. Now the platform is filled with flowers and plants. Careful The people even built a glass cabin for them. I accidentally broke into this world full of life, and I fell in love with it and couldn't help myself.
Every day after school, I would report there and enjoy the comfort that that world brought me. My tense and tired body and mind would be relieved here. Smelling the fresh air, I suddenly felt that life was not enough. In this way, do the same thing every day, repeat the same rhythm, and slowly get used to the things you don't like to do but have to do. Look at those vibrant plants, a simple and colorful life, without the hustle and bustle of the city, without the intrigues between people, let alone rushing around for a living. In fact, simplicity is a kind of beauty.
The night sky is more beautiful because of the stars, and the platform becomes more vibrant because of the flowers and plants. I think life becomes real and rich because of its triviality and complexity. ——Dimo Tower—— Although Tao Yuanming could stay away from the filth of officialdom by abandoning his official position and going into seclusion, he had to endure the excessive taxation and extortion of corrupt officials.
In fact, no matter where you are, you cannot escape the shackles of the world, unless you are an angel who does not eat the fireworks of the world. "Peach Blossom Spring" is not a specific place in the world, but a fairyland-like artistic conception in one's heart.
As long as you keep such a Peach Blossom Spring in your heart, when the noisy and busy life makes the soul unable to settle down, you will naturally think of the fairyland-like life in the Peach Blossom Spring, so that the soul will not be in vain, no matter in life No matter what kind of troubles it encounters, the beauty of the soul will always guide it to find its destination, which is a peaceful harbor. No matter what kind of wind and waves it has experienced, it will eventually anchor there. Only by guarding the peach blossom garden in your heart will you not lose your way. 7. What is a good title for the essay "Into the Peach Blossom Spring"?
I have a Peach Blossom Spring in my mind. Different essays will have different perspectives and entry points. "Peach Blossom Spring" is the ancient people's description of an ideal life that is difficult to achieve in reality. A description with a short story behind it. You can look it up online. It probably means that a person mistakenly entered the Peach Blossom Land, where the folk customs were extremely simple, but he could never find this place again after he left. This question seems simple, It is to allow students to express their ideals, but in fact it is easy to fall into the cliche. Only by being eye-catching can you get high scores. Provide an idea: show "my" ideal life. This kind of life is best related to There is a huge contrast in real life, which means "Utopia". You can transform yourself into a refugee who has lost his loved ones in the Lebanese-Israeli conflict, and express his yearning for peace and love from his perspective. Writing from this perspective, compare It has new ideas and strong contrast, and is easier to write. Connecting the topic composition with recent actual events is often favored by the judging teachers.