The fallen red has not yet completely turned into spring mud, and the pomegranate has already smiled. What followed was the first cicadas that had been hidden for a long time. The summer, so came. Summer is like a young man, the hot sun is his bright smile, burst of heat is his vigorous breath, lush grass is his thick hair, the water rising tide of the flash floods is his strength, quickly come and go sudden rain is his temper.
Summer green, waving ink between heaven and earth, under the blue sky and white clouds, depicting a colorful and varied picture scroll. Reflected in the eyes or dark green, or green, are completely off the bottom of the goose, it is so lush and lush, no longer shallow, no longer tender, thick to the level of life is extremely show. It is full of passion to absorb the intense sunshine, leisurely exhaled pure breath, so that you in such a green shelter, refreshing, enjoy the cool. But that day there are also unpredictable clouds, with Yin and Yang electric clouds in the afternoon passionate kiss, lightning is inadvertently revealed implied affectionate gaze, the sound of thunder is their happy laughter, and after the rain seven-color rainbow it is the crystallization of their love. Blue sky, white clouds, gorgeous rainbow, weaving the most beautiful scenery of the summer.
The pond, farewell to the buds of the lotus, blossomed with a beautiful smile, in the light wind sent, dancing with the train of the stacked Jade, Ting Ting charming with a reserved posture, condensing fog holding dew as if a graceful woman in the gently reciting the "off the lotus beads broken but round," the poem, outstanding branches are showing you the summer flavor, can not help but let you in the perfect rhyme between the marvelous. In a sudden look back, has been "the sky lotus leaves infinite blue, reflecting the sun lotus flowers different red".
Summer night, always hanging with charming colors, a little deep but with a romantic. The clouds in the sky under the reflection of the evening sun, colorful, elegantly bright with their own beauty. The high hanging silver mirror like a full moon, the clear light like water pouring, in the frogs chirping insects chirping, the stars mischievous blinking eyes, happy to enjoy the shadow of the trees. The winds of the day will gently disperse the worries of the day," he said.
Summer is colorful, calm is lake blue, pure is milky white, noble is beige, warm is red, elegant is silver gray, solemn is ink black ...... colorful colorful warm summer painting. Elegant daisies, fragrant tulips, delicate camellias, enchanting peonies ...... fragrant aroma overflows the secluded courtyard. The brittle frog drums, the chatter of the robin, the murmur of the gnats, the gentle birds ...... rich sound filled the light air, this is the charm of summer. Let winter awaken, let spring be brilliant, let summer be colorful, let autumn be brilliant, let life be colorful. With the nourishment of heaven and earth, there is vigorous vitality. Because of the care for each other, there is spring and fall.
Walked through the spring of charming, ushered in the summer of vigorous, is this kind of colorful and gorgeous, brilliant and warm. This summer is very beautiful ah, inherited spring vitality, contains the maturity of the fall, showing the spirit of the summer of jittery excitement.
Respondent: Moon View Star - Assistant II 2009-7-10 10:05
Some people love the fragrant spring, some people love the fruitful fall, some people love the snowflake winter. I love the colorful summer.
Summer is hot. The sky seems to have a fever, the temperature is up to 35 degrees above! The sun is like a ball of fire, scorching the earth, the air is hot, the ground is hot hot hot. Animals can avoid the summer heat, the dog hiding in the shade, sticking out the long tongue "hush" panting, as if just participated in the marathon; fish rushed to the surface, spitting bubbles; buffalo also "stomp" ran into the water, rely on the water dead will not come out! The robin is making all the effort, "robin, robin!" The mockingbird is full of energy, "Mockingbird, mockingbird! Roadside sycamore trees stood there listlessly, without a breeze, the leaves do not move, covered with thick ash. The delicate flowers placed in the sun wilted in a few minutes. People also hid in their houses as if they were hiding from a demon. The people in the house is not good, there is air conditioning is open air conditioning, no air conditioning some straight blowing fan, some a vigorously shaking the big fan.
Summer is joyful. Hot summer days, it is a great time to swim. Can not hold back the children have three groups, two groups, like a rocket to the pool. They quickly changed their clothes, "flop!" A sound, has been one after another rushed into the pool. Swimming laps like a blooming flower bloomed in the pool. The children are like a lively and lovely ducklings swimming freely. They are doing many different tricks! Some are swimming butterfly; some are swimming breaststroke; some are swimming backstroke! The swimming pool is always the Garden of Eden in our hearts. The children laugh, scream, shout, "it's so cool", "it's so cool". Adults can no longer hold back, jump into the water to play with the children, as if back to the innocent and beautiful childhood. They played really happy ah!
Summer is beautiful. The people's sons and daughters of the soldiers fighting in the first line of flood control, starry-eyed guarding the embankment, to protect the safety of people's property. In summer, the sun is burning, the ground temperature is above 50 degrees. Once out of the door, the heat wave rolls, the road as the equator, the traffic police stand straight in the hot sun, meticulously maintain the traffic. Their every action is so dashing, standardized, in the traffic police under the correct command, the road is in order, there is no one traffic accident. Traffic police as a monument, how sacred! Make me stand in awe. Although their figure on the road seems small, but they are the tallest person in my heart. City builders for the construction of a better home sweating, stepping up construction. Under the scorching sun, they are paving roads, bridges, high buildings ...... steel re-bar to 60 degrees, the hand touch up will be hot blisters. Their skin is sunburned into bronze color. The stronger the sun, the more they do it. The cleaners and letter carriers ...... they work under the hot sun without complaint for our beautiful life. They are the brightest scenery in summer.
Summer is hot, joyful, beautiful and colorful, I praise you, summer
Saturday weather is sunny
God does not know what fire again, the temperature all of a sudden rose to twenty-nine degrees again, I am sweating to home
God does not know what fire again, the temperature all of a sudden rose to twenty-nine degrees again, I am sweating to home.
Suddenly, I saw several small children gathered around the water pipe, surrounded by wet! Did ...... they even destroy the water pipe, too much knowledge, a sense of responsibility came to life. So, I in a big step across the past, grabbed the larger child was about to scold. All of a sudden, the scene in front of me dumbfounded! The interface of the water pipe is tied with a lot of rags, water is flowing out from the cloth gap. The children, with muddy hands and red faces, looked at me with confusion and a little fear.
Oh! It turned out that I misunderstood them. I felt my face burning all of a sudden. "Can I help you guys with anything?" I hurriedly asked in a calm tone instead. "We're still missing some strips of cloth, and also, the hose is too heavy to connect." This was a problem. It's not this far from home, and there's no store nearby!
Suddenly, I touched a bulging bag of medical gauze that my mom had asked me to buy! There is hope! I hurriedly told them to press the other end of the pipe, and then use all their strength to take the other end of the pipe and press it tightly, and then use gauze to tie the interface solid. Finally, the water gradually stopped, and the children had an easy smile on their faces!
I finally breathed a sigh of relief!
What's missing? Right, call the water company, the sooner the better! I ran towards home at a brisk pace.
The sun overhead seemed less hot!
Home hens
There are two big, fat hens in my house, which were raised by my grandmother when I was ten years old when she bought chicks from the street. It's been two years now.
One hen has a lot of feathers, and a few of the tail is always up high, as if very powerful. When the feathers are blown away, you can see the big red skin. However, the crown on the head is not so majestic. The crown always hangs down, which is very demoralizing. It had two tiny eyes and a sharp beak for pecking at its food. It also has a pair of small ears, right next to the eyes, which are not visible on the surface. For these ears are hidden by the feathers. Careless people think that chickens don't have ears. If the chicken really has no ears, then how does it hear sounds? It has a lower crown, and the one that hangs down divides into two halves. Each foot has three toes. It is very funny when it eats food. In the middle of eating, it scratches with one foot. It lays an egg every day. Grandma often praises it and buys it snails to eat. He would flap his wings to show his gratitude!
The other hen was not so good. When the first hen called to lay an egg, it was guarding the door and wouldn't let it in. Grandma would walk over and shoo it away. That hen was very petty, but had an amazing memory. I remember one time, it went out of the house to look for food as usual. But then it didn't come back. We searched all over the place and couldn't find it. We all thought it had been stolen by thieves. With that in mind, another 20 days passed and it finally came back. Grandma was so happy.
Do you think our hen is well-behaved?
The neighbor's little "cow"
"Woof, woof, woof", you can hear the neighbor's little dog - "cow! " was barking up a storm at a passing stranger.
This one puppy was born very cute. A pointed head, a pair of shining eyes that were always alert, a nose with a keen sense of smell, and two ears that stood straight up as if listening to the movements around it. There was a red ribbon around its neck. There is a red ribbon around its neck with a small bell knotted on it. When it walks, it "tinkles". The reason why it is called a little "cow" is because it has a cow-like fur. Its four legs are thick and powerful, running as fast as a gust of wind, so that people can not catch up. It also has a fluffy tail that stands up straight when it sees strangers.
The little "cow" is not only good-looking, it is also very competitive in life! One day at noon, I finished my homework out of the door to play for a while, I saw it is fighting with a big dog. I wanted to go up to persuade, but then I thought let them fight a little longer to see who will win. The big dog had the advantage of size and knocked the little cow down again and again, but it stood up bravely. After a while, the little cow was beaten up and swollen. Suddenly, the little cow ran to the bottom of a concrete slab not far away from the front, and the big dog followed her. He immediately went through a small hole under the slab and came to the other side, barking at the big dog. The big dog immediately followed him in a big circle from the side. He immediately turned back to the small hole and barked at the big dog again. The big dog couldn't get through the hole, so it made another big circle and chased it back. In this way, it drilled and drilled, the big dog tossed enough, the big dog panting, so tired that almost could not stand. At this time, the little "cow" took the opportunity to run to the side of the big dog, biting the big dog's front feet and pulling, the big dog fell on all fours. The big dog got up and escaped. The big dog got up and ran away. Ah, my little "cow" won over the big dog!
I stood aside and laughed out loud, from the heart to admire the little "cow", it is very clever, not to force the enemy, rely on the wisdom of the victory, came up with a good plan to defeat the big dog. I also thought that as long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't do!
Lilacs
Jining City, Shandong Province Yankuang Group Jidong Xincun Primary School Grade 3 Class 1 Peng Yao
Early in the morning, as soon as I went downstairs, I smelled a strong fragrance. I hurriedly ran to the lilac flowers.
The lilacs have already bloomed a lot. The lilac leaves are in close proximity to each other, like a small turquoise peach, lilac in these small peaches between the head. Some only show two or three small flowers, some petals all unfolded, bloomed a smile, some are still budding, looks like a big corncob.
So many lilac flowers, one has a posture, looks like a very beautiful painting.
Suddenly I felt like entering a purple dream, I seemed to be wearing a purple dress and dancing in the breeze. Butterflies flew over and told me to smell lilacs, bees flew over and told me to pick a lot of honey today, birds flew over and told me to smell today I have to dream beautifully ......
After a while, I remembered that I was not a lilac, I was looking at lilac flowers.
Peonies
Hangzhou in April is a season of blossoming flowers and thousands of colors. My mom and dad and I went to the Peony Garden in Huagang Guanyu to see the peony flowers.
As soon as I entered the park gate, I couldn't hold down my urgent mood and went straight to the Peony Garden, and hurriedly climbed up to the Peony Pavilion. Looking down from a high place, ah! It was a world of flowers, beautiful, and the whole peony garden area was full of flowers. The splendid peony flowers are in many different forms, competing with each other, and the fragrance is refreshing, which makes people forget to come back to the Peony Pavilion.
As I strolled in the garden area, the peonies were as white as snow, as pink as sunset, and as red as fire. Some of them are blossoming in the wind, some have just bloomed, some are budding, and some are like shy little girls hiding behind the leaves, showing half a smiling face. I look at this one is very beautiful, look at that cluster is also very beautiful. In front of me, the blossoming flowers are like a large living painting, the painter who depicted this painting is really amazing! Walking, walking, suddenly, I felt as if I was a blooming peony flower, wearing a fiery red dress, a gust of wind blew, I danced with the wind, and my friends nodded to each other, waved to each other, smiled at each other. When the wind passed, I stopped and stood there quietly. At that moment, little bees flew over and burrowed into my arms, spreading pollen for me, and beautiful butterflies danced around me, adding a bit of life to me. After a while, I remembered that I was not a peony flower.
Peony! You deserve the reputation of "King of Flowers, National Color and Fragrance", and I like you very much!
I love grass
I praise grass
Zhang Yu, Zuqiangying Middle School
Grass, we are all too familiar with. Whether in the dusty roadside, or in the desolate and barren mountains, or even in the narrow and damp stone cracks, you can see its figure. It is the messenger of spring and a new beginning.
I praise the grass, it is so extraordinary.
The grass is very small, even a small drop of dew can put it very low very low, it is not as tall as the trees, there is not as colorful as flowers, but when the spring girl came to the world, the grass out of the ground, tender, green, spread all over the earth. They are united, countless grass together, to the earth in bright green clothing, they sent away the winter dry and monotonous, bringing color and hope.
I praise the grass, it is so extraordinary.
The grass never asks for anything, but it does so much for people. In order to prevent the flooding of the Yellow River, the first step is to strengthen the soil and water conservation work in the middle and upper reaches. In this work, the grass is a first-class hero, many grass roots in the ground linked into a network, forming a solid line of defense.
I praise the grass, it is so extraordinary.
The grass, weak, but the summer comes, the storm can make the branches fall, can make the flowers withered, but it has nothing to do with the grass, even by the storm, it is still standing.
Thinking about the grass all kinds of, heart suddenly have shock, that unity and cohesion, that kind of willingness to dedication, that indomitable spirit is not exactly the Chinese nation of the children of the Yellow River have "not through the storm how to see the rainbow", let us like grass to fight for a better tomorrow.
I praise the grass.
Grass
Some people sing the praises of the red plums of the snow, some people praise the upright pines, some people marvel at the rolling snowy mountains, some people recite the raging waves, but I want to eulogize the inconspicuous grass.
Whenever spring returns to the earth, when everything recovers, the essay model www.ZuoWeno.CN吸引你的也许是争奇斗艳, competing spring flowers; perhaps swaying with the wind, graceful willow. They intoxicate you. However, you may have never realized, in your yard under the wall, in the path you walk by, in the corner of the unattended, those who slept for a winter grass, stripped off the old clothes, put on a new suit, is quietly drilling out of the ground, poking out that lovely little head. With the warm spring wind, humming a song, shaking the slender body, to the people to convey the breath of spring. You may not care about them, because they are extremely common, extremely ordinary.
The grass has a tenacious vitality. Whether in the rocky crevices of the mountains, or in the barren land, they always grow vigorously. People may arbitrarily trample on her, cut her off at the waist, and step her hard into the soil. But within a few days, you will be surprised to find that they are still stubbornly standing there, and more green than before, more vibrant. Green grass, the survival of the environment is never picky, as long as there is soil, sunshine, rain, will take root, germination, growth. Experienced the wind and rain, they are more energetic, fully displaying the fearless character and tenacious vitality!
The grass is not as magnificent as the peony, the rose is as delicate as the magnolia, the white of the azalea, the azalea is as red as the fire, but with its unique green color, it quietly puts on a green coat for the mother earth to express the love of the mother earth. This is what a deep love ah!
Grass on the human from nothing, but to give mankind a lot of good, for people to create oxygen, landscaping, for athletes as green shade. This is how great the spirit of dedication!
I like grass, like her ordinary, like her tenacity, like her selflessness. I want to sing a song of praise for the grass, an indomitable song, an ordinary and great song.
Wutong tree
Behind the prosperous and beautiful city, there is a deep alley with some ancient flavors, autumn days, every near dusk, a few autumn winds blowing, all over the sky all over the place are wearing a golden yellow new clothes, so not beautiful! ...... perhaps because the passage of time is always so silent, that is when things, the mind is not clear, only know that there are two about three or four-year-old girl, every year at this time, they are inseparable, stepping under the feet of a carpet of sycamore leaves, hand in hand, singing and dancing, for the colorful sky decorated with bursts of laughter. Laughter. Sometimes, they are patting the ball, with "bla bla" sound, leaving deep and shallow ball marks on the carpet, and then stepped on those hidden ball marks, happily looking for the one they opened up, only belongs to their own "path"; and, they will see the white kitten in the mother's protection of the dead leaves under the foot of the efforts to learn to walk and feel excited, and occasionally will tease the sycamore tree is busy looking for food on the small insects. ...... deep alley under the sycamore tree is their paradise, they step on the fallen leaves, where they found happiness, and gladly share this happy air together.
Thus, the sycamore tree in the alley accompanied them through the fall, happy and beautiful. At that time, they were still very small, their mouths were a little clumsy, that time together, is precious! Cherished! Or maybe it was love! No one knew, because they didn't say. In fact, do not say it is not bad, because it can not say the feeling of the mouth, in the heart to recall a little, brewing a little, often become more beautiful, more sweet, more profound, if this is really the case, that should be called a kind of treasured And, this treasured, is the heart of things, even if each other can not see, can not hear, but as long as the time in the less than ideal, around each other can be shouted together with the catharsis; uneasy time, there is always a willingness to listen to the hearts of partners, and the time to listen to the hearts of people who are not happy. There is always willing to listen to the heart of the partner to accompany the side; happy days, not forgetting to go together to see that silently hanging in the sycamore tree filled with each other's blessings of the glass bottle, so that, although childish, but also can not be satisfied with it?
Another year of spring, is an unpleasant day, their sycamore tree, in this day, actually did not grow new leaves, it, old, withered. And they, too, will be separated, just because, a girl with parents to a far, far away city to live. On the eve of parting, they met in a deep alley under the sycamore tree, that day drizzling rain, they held a small number of seedlings, a few posts, two shovels, look at each other a smile, and then in the sycamore tree next to the digging of the pit, a long time, finally dug a good, they were sweating, wiping their hands with beads of sweat, and then carefully put the small number of seedlings in the pit, straighten up, buried the soil, and then a small post to fix the good, and finally! Finally, the work is done, although tired and bitter, but they do not mind, because they share not these, but the process of meeting and joy ......
Time is still so silent, in the blink of an eye, a wink and a few years, a spring day, the long time ago, the girl returned to this place, at this time, has grown into a beautiful girl, the girl is a good girl. Has become a beautiful girl, she was in a comfortable mood, quietly reviewing everything here, almost no change, deep alleys, is still that familiar flavor, the only thing is the air is a little different, fierce, she found the tree, she planted the tree, has grown up, the tree, hanging one by one, some of the old glass bottles, the girl took down to look at them, they are familiar characters, familiar sentences, familiar Sentences, familiar blessings, the girl looked at, will heartily smile open, but clearly there is a teardrop from the corner of her eyes fell down, slipped in the sycamore tree on a leaf shining ...... memories, sweet taste, the heart is a bitter feeling, these difficult to say but the real feeling, all originated from a deep thought of memory in the The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new friend who is familiar with you.
This year's late autumn, the deep alley as beautiful as ever, and is full of golden sycamore leaves, at this time, the two age of the girl stepped on the golden carpet, re-encountered in the banyan tree, they embraced each other to share the happiness of the ...... colorful haze-decorated sky filled with a piece of happy air!
Afterword: This is the story of my acquaintance and her friend, listening, writing, thinking about this, I am very envious, because this is a very beautiful, very sincere friendship. I think, modern people's social circle is larger, friends naturally also a lot, but a large part of them, are just some of the hurried passers-by on the road of life, life, always have to meet so one or two inseparable, talk to friends to be wonderful, if you really meet, even if growing up after the separation, or cohesion, no one can tell, and despite this, but, as long as the memory of a friend's heart is always in the memories of the section of the hand So, to find true friends, cherish each other's friendship and use your heart to maintain your precious friendship.
Description of flowers and trees
Once in a while, I saw people's balconies with colorful flowers and plants, which was enviable and aroused my interest in raising flowers. I got some flowers from a friend's house one after another, begonia, moon show, Wenzhu ...... began to remember watering, loosening the soil, but in the end it is difficult to consistently. I just realized that raising flowers is not a leisurely affair, and it is entirely a matter for the diligent.
Only the cactus survived.
No matter how rainy or sunny, no matter how dry or cracked the little pot of soil was, it was always green and upright, every burr sticking out its thirsty beak, pecking greedily at the sun and air.
But this did not bring me joy. It was neither beautiful nor elegant. I just wondered, not without regret, why beauty is always so delicate, while the unattractive is always so stubborn. If only begonias, moonflowers and bamboos were so easy to live with, how nice it would be. For its existence, I no longer care.
After a long time, at dusk, I leaned on the balcony to look into the distance, and inadvertently glimpsed this pot of cactus. It had added many new nodes horizontally and vertically, and it was like a sword and a halberd, but I couldn't help but laugh when I took a closer look at it.
No, not to mention the size of its palm joints is how crooked, strange, just look at the green palm surface, it is wrinkled, fine lines, like an old man's face. The more I look at it, the more I think it is ugly ......
I really don't know, how it will grow crazy. Maybe it's a hundred times harder to tell it to die than it is to tell it to live, the horrible thing!
That was the end of my flower-keeping history, naturally, I didn't raise a single flower. Who would have thought that after the summer a miracle would have happened.
The morning after a long rain, I pushed open the balcony door, and the egg-green light and spring-like air came to me. I felt a large, dazzling mass on the cactus. Was it the haze? Was it the sun refracted by the rain? I fixed my eyes on, what, a flower?
Yes, it was a flower, and an extraordinarily beautiful one at that, golden-yellow in color, with twelve satiny, lustrous petals, sensitively trembling with tasseled spikes, and finely strewn with snowy, milky, moist pollen. It stands frozen and still, but shimmers with palace-like splendor ......
This is the most beautiful flower I've ever seen!
At the moment, the cactus holds it proudly aloft. The wrinkles on the cactus are getting deeper. Yes, it relies on nothing more than a handful of soil to stand on. To produce such a stunning golden flower, it can not help but pour all its heart and soul into it.
I faced this wrinkled cactus and its beautiful, brilliant golden flowers, and shed tears of sorrow. I remembered that last fall I had laughed at its ugliness without fear, and was y ashamed of my own shallowness and vulgarity.
It is conceivable that this cactus, which once had soft leaves, slender branches. But in order to resist the oppression of the desert, it has become cold and strong, and after the desert has swallowed up countless delicate flowers, we can still appreciate the cactus's magical golden flowers.
It is not just a flower that pleases the eye, but its beauty, which is not willing to be extinguished, makes the weak as well as the strong stand in awe.
Beauty, once combined with tenacity, is indestructible.
Watch
I have a watch in my drawer. The sight of it always brings back unforgettable memories.
That day, my mom and I went to the supermarket. When we passed the watch counter, I couldn't help but be attracted by one of the watches. What a beautiful watch! Pink frame, a colorful strap, the center of the watch has a lively and cute cartoon Mickey Mouse, the second hand has a beautiful butterfly turning. I looked at the watch again and again, unwilling to leave. My mom saw what I was thinking and asked the waiter, "How much is this watch?" The waiter said, "This watch is the latest style, 85 yuan." When my mom heard that it cost 85 yuan, she hurriedly pulled me away. Mom said to me, "Good boy, this watch is too expensive." I listened to my mom and went home with great reluctance.
At home, I had that watch in my mind, and the Mickey Mouse seemed to be waving at me. So I took my mom's 85 yuan secretly while she was in the kitchen and said to her, "Mom, I'm going out to play with the kids for a while." Before my mom answered, I went straight to that supermarket. I bought a watch and couldn't wait to enjoy it. But that Mickey Mouse couldn't smile. Two voices rang straight in my head, "You're not a good boy!" "Family, it doesn't matter!" The voices sent me home with my head down.
As soon as I stepped into the doorway of my house, I hurriedly stuffed my watch into my pocket. Mom came out of the kitchen and said, "Children, still upset about the watch! Your father and I have just discussed, you need a watch to study, we will go to buy it!"
Listened to my mother's words, I can not help but blush, and I do not know where the courage, stammered to my mother and said, "Mom ...... mom, not ...... no need!"
"Why?" Mom was puzzled.
"I ...... I took your money to buy a watch, mom, you scold me!"
"Good boy, mom doesn't blame you."
Mom listened to my words, said in a long tone, "Know your mistakes and change or a good boy. But you remember, although we are a family, but without the consent of others to take things is not right."
I listened to my mom's words and cried in her arms.
From then on, that watch has been treasured in my drawer, and it will accompany me as I grow up on the road of life.
My watch
On my tenth birthday, my father gave me a birthday present that I had always dreamed of--an exquisite watch.
The watch is dressed in a black coat, there is a round screen in the middle, the screen above the seven grids, used to see the day of the week; the right side of the screen there is a large rectangular grid, which shows the time; if you look closely, the screen around the marked scale, the middle of the three luminous pointers, if the right side of the grid at night when you can't see the time, luminous pointers will come in handy, the two sides of the screen There are four buttons, they have their own use! Some of them can be pressed to illuminate, some can be timed, some can be adjusted week, month ......
My watch has many functions timed, see the time, illumination, timing ...... Every morning at 6:40, my watch will always sing a beautiful song. song, as if saying to me, "Little master, the time to get up is here, get up!" Along with the melodious song, I get up. Before going to school, I will not forget to wear him on my wrist. Whenever I think in class, he will remind me to let me listen carefully; Whenever after school, I go home and throw down the bag do not want to do homework want to play first, he will also remind me to write homework before playing. Every night at nine o'clock and a quarter, he will always ring a crisp bell to accompany me to sleep, so that I can enter the dreamland, so that I have enough spirit to meet a better tomorrow.
My watch is small and exquisite, adding a lot of fun to my life. I love my watch!