1, in spring, it is not so hot and dry as summer, so cold as autumn, and so cold as winter. And spring is a spring full of vigor and vitality. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life. When spring comes back, it means that everything has to start all over again and all life has to start all over again.
2. Snowflakes come intermittently, sometimes big and sometimes small, or even as big as goose feathers for a while, but they are not as dense as in the cold winter months, and they can't be piled up, so they melt and disappear in an instant. I stood behind the window and looked out. I can't see the grass ready to germinate, the flowers that want to germinate, or "the east wind is good, make it happen."
3. The unyielding tenacity of the grass left me with tears of guilt. I am thinking: even these grasses are so unyielding, shouldn't I study like this in my life? Life needs an indomitable spirit to face. The poem "Wildfire never devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze" echoed in my ears again.
4. Under that graceful willow tree, I set up a swing, put on a wreath of willow branches, and swung around on the swing. The cool breeze slowly blew through my hair, just like your refreshing eyes swept over my cheeks, taking away a trace of reddish shyness on my cheeks and leaving a few beautiful thoughts in my heart. I rocked on the swing, and my heart was shaken back to the gentleness of a girl.
The whole regret of their emotional circle is that when they are not good at expressing love, they are surprised to find that love has been born in their hearts. The nail of reality entered their fragile mussel shell coldly, but they were ignorant and confused, and at the same time they felt ashamed and didn't know how to turn it into a pearl. They instinctively crave and instinctively refuse.
6. Snowflakes fall from the sky, like naughty elves, like a pile of white paper spilled by a winter girl, and like a beautiful badge. Snow, the angel of winter, saw off Sister Qiu and welcomed Miss Winter. It shuttles between heaven and earth, comes and goes, carefree and free. It is white and flawless, and there is always a feeling of purity.
7. I want to take the snowflake with my hands. It floated into my hand and slipped through my fingers. Integrate into the earth and become a group. The snow is still falling, like goose feathers, sharp; Like an octagonal starfish, it is also like paper cutting. Sticking to the window may be a unique scenery. Some are in groups of five in three years, and there are thousands of butterflies dancing in Qian Qian, just like the goddess scattering flowers; Some are like arrows, which can guide us into paradise on earth.
8. In autumn, the leaves take off their green summer clothes and put on their golden autumn clothes. Break free from the embrace of mother tree, fall to every corner of the earth, and visit the fiery sorghum in the field; Welcome the golden corn; Go to the orchard to visit apples in Hong Tong and pears in Huang Chengcheng; Go to the vegetable field to see the cabbage, tell them I'm leaving and come back next year.
9. Therefore, you need respect. Love means being able and willing to let the people you love act according to their free consciousness. If you really love someone, let him do what he wants. If you can't do it, it means that you are not loving him, but controlling him. Love needs respect, not control. Respect what he wants to do, not control him to do what you want him to do.
10, the fireworks in the air are so gorgeous, so what about the fireworks in the water? Seeing this, you will definitely ask, will there be fireworks in the water? Of course, watching the fireworks in the air from the water really has a special taste. Green is like a lotus leaf in the water, red is like a lotus flower, purple is like a water lily, and yellow is like a fish swimming in the water. With the fireworks flying freely in the air, the pictures in the water are more beautiful and gorgeous.
1 1. Time is fair to everyone and will not stay for anyone. Smart people use time, stupid people waste time. Rational use of time will get twice the result with half the effort, because time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze, there is always something. Making good use of time is related to the success or failure of life. Successful people depend on grasping time.
12, maternal love, although not as thought-provoking as fatherly love; Nor will it be as unforgettable as teacher's love; But she also has a bright side. Every mother moistens our hearts with their love, and they teach us the truth of being a man. Perhaps the mother's painstaking efforts are nothing to children, but in their hearts, they are the most precious and rare.
13. At the youth oath ceremony, we raised our right fist. We say that even if we wander in the pursuit of dreams and get lost in growth, we still insist on the constant pursuit of life. We still believe that there is light ahead. We are down-to-earth step by step today, and tomorrow we will bravely raise our heads and shout at the bright stars overhead: "Youth, we have no regrets! ? "We will go to the door of success together.
14, just after a spring rain, the slender branches of willow trees were covered with a layer of new green. Those sprouting hair buds yawned, looked around and stretched themselves. Its elegant trunk sets off soft branches and lovely leaves. At first glance, she looks like a lovely woman.
15, the sun is dark and thin, with a pair of slightly sunken big double eyelid eyes; Eyebrows are thin and oblique; Black with yellow hair tied into two short braids with cotton stripes; Clothes are very old; Pin a hole in the right trouser leg; I go barefoot in spring, summer and autumn. Only when I go up the mountain to collect firewood, I wear a pair of shoes for fear of pricking my feet, but I take them off as soon as I get down the mountain.
16. In people's lives, traffic and safety are everywhere, so we should be law-abiding and safe citizens everywhere. If you don't follow the rules, a traffic accident is like a time bomb. If you are ready to explode at any time, you will not be able to hide easily, and you will lose your precious life.
17, the world of mortals, people who pass by you are everywhere. Only one ferry can be built in one hundred years. How many good fruits must be planted in life to walk with him? Friends, like the sea, bear your countless tears; When you are happy, white waves lift the sky, the waves are rough, and your heart is beating; When sad, gloomy and deep, the tide rises and falls, whispering, soothing and stroking the painful heart.
/kloc-In early August, pomegranate trees were covered with budding buds. A few weeks later, the bud finally opened. They show red smiling faces, which are particularly beautiful against the green leaves. Close up, their petals are very thin and pentagonal, like small horns; Seen from a distance, it looks like a small spark. After the flowers withered, the branches were covered with small fruits. They are round and very cute.
19. From a distance, there are thousands of oranges on the hillside, standing proudly in the rustling morning breeze. Golden oranges are heavily covered with branches, like fireballs in the fog, and like naughty children pulling open green leaves, showing round little faces and nodding and smiling at you. Up close, a citrus tree looks like an open umbrella. Its trunk is thick and straight, its leaves are thick and lush, forming a forest. They are swaying gently in the morning breeze, as if they are lining up to welcome you.
20. Such a real scene and such a sad story didn't move me. It was only at the moment I saw these eyes that I felt as if I had woken up from a long hibernation. Such transparent, clear, hopeful eyes are actually fighting for his mother not to abandon him, conveying such a simple and primitive desire.
2 1. Snowflakes fell on the tree and covered the branches of holly with a white sweater, which is the best in winter. White snow hung on the branches, furry. If you don't look carefully, you'll think it's a beautiful ornament inserted there. This spectacular sight reminds you of two famous poems: "Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees."
22. The branches are thick and tall, thick enough. The trunk was covered with dark brown wrinkles, much like the old man's face; Branches grow around like hands; Green branches, hanging down to the ground, dance like a girl's long hair when the breeze blows. At this time, I remembered an ancient poem praising weeping willows:' Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down'. Willow leaves are long and narrow, covering the canal tightly. Ah, how beautiful!
23. The water in the West Lake is really bright! Like a flawless jade, it shines with beautiful luster, and the West Lake becomes sparkling under the sunshine. Willow flowers are greener when reflected in the clear lake; The blue sky is reflected in the clear lake, which looks bluer; Clouds are reflected in the clear lake, and the lake is whiter.
24, "delicious mouth" face is round and very pleasing. Under her curved eyebrows, there are a pair of small eyes, flashing and very smart. In fact, her academic performance is not good. Under her pointed nose, there is a disproportionate mouth, and she is always busy every day. Even when the teacher told her to stand up and answer the question, she kept chewing something in her mouth.
25. My mother is of medium height, with white and thin skin and black hair like black ink. Her voice is hoarse, her voice is high, and she is fluent in Mandarin, because she is a teacher. With a tall pigtail, my mother's eyes are bright and her mouth is smooth.
I know my father's love. Although it is looming, although it has been absent for many years, although it is so little and so delicate, it is still a father's love. So, although I live with my mother now, I can't feel the warmth of my father's love and enjoy the happiness of a beautiful family of three at any time, at least I still have my father's love, and I know my father will think of me.
27. The sun rose, and the fog on the sea gradually dispersed, revealing the true colors of the sea. At high tide at night, the sea becomes a different look. It becomes like an endless battlefield. The sea breeze blew a sharp horn, and the waves seemed to be violently attacking the coast by thousands of fighters, making a rumbling roar. With a slight stroke, the 100 pound stone on the shore sank to the bottom of the sea.
28. It is true that not all mountains can be tunneled, not all rivers need to be built with Gao Qiao, not all disasters can be avoided, and not all bends can be "straightened". But when fate fails to hang down the life-saving gangway in time, you should hold hope, don't be discouraged, face it with your "heart"-honesty, wisdom, potential and tenacity, or endure misfortune and slide helplessly; Or seize the opportunity to speed up the turn.
29. Summer is coming. Who told you that? Oh, the sun. Summer has just arrived, and the sun seems to be working harder and harder! Every day at four or five, the sun smiles. He sent away the twinkling stars and dew on the grass. He dyed the ears of wheat golden yellow, and he made the bright flowers smile. It was not until seven or eight o'clock in the evening that Father Sun shamefully dyed a mountain red. Industrious sun, you are the messenger of summer!
30. Look, a long white carpet has been laid on the straight concrete road. It is so clear and pure that people can't bear to step on it. Two pine trees beside the flower pond are covered with white velvet snowballs. The breeze blew and the branches trembled, as if nodding to us. The withered flower pool is now full of white flowers.
3 1, this is the poplar, a very common tree in the northwest, but it is by no means an ordinary tree.
32. The car is driving on a plateau with no edge in sight. Jumping into your field of vision is a big yellow and green carpet.
33. The breeze blew and turned up a round of green waves. At this time, you will really admire the word "Lang Mai" created by the ancients. If it is not a wonderful hand, it is indeed a refined language essence.
34. Yellow and green dominate, boundless and magnanimous as a rock. At this time, if it is not like the distant mountains reminding you (these peaks are judged by the naked eye, you will know that they are at your feet), you will forget that the car is driving on the plateau.
35. At this time, your feelings may be "magnificent", may be "great", and such adjectives; At the same time, however, your eyes may feel a little tired. You close your eyes to the "grandeur" or "greatness" of the moment, but another smell lurks in your mind-"monotony".
36. However, in an instant, if you suddenly look up and see a row of trees far ahead-no, or just three or five, one standing proudly like a sentry, what will your sleepy feeling be?
37. It is a tree that strives for the upper reaches, with straight stems and branches. Its stem is usually ten feet high, as if it were artificially added, and there are no side branches within ten feet. Its branches are all upward, and they are close together, like a pile of man-made, and will never be separated from each other. Its broad leaves are also upward piece by piece, and there is almost no slanting, let alone hanging down.
Its skin is smooth, silvery and slightly blue. This is a tree that stands tenaciously despite the oppression of heavy snow in the north. Even if it is only as thick as a bowl mouth, it strives to develop upwards, reaching a height of two feet, towering and unyielding, facing the northwest wind.
38, it has no swaying posture, and there are no curved branches. Maybe you should say it's not beautiful. If beauty means "dancing" or "leaning out", then poplar is not a good woman on the tree. But it is stalwart, honest, simple and earnest, and it is not lacking in gentleness, not to mention its tenacity and straightness. She is a good husband in the tree.
39, don't you think further, such a closely United and enterprising poplar now symbolizes the spirit and will to write the history of new China with blood on the North China Plain today?
40. Poplar is an extraordinary tree. It is extremely common in the northwest and is not taken seriously, just like farmers in the north; It has a strong vitality, and it can't be broken or oppressed, just like farmers in the north. I praise the poplar, because it not only symbolizes the farmers in the north, but also symbolizes the simple, strong and progressive spirit that is indispensable in our national liberation struggle today.