There are many paradise in my mind, such as Guoyuan and Tashan ... but my favorite place is Binjiang Park, which I often go to.
In spring, everything comes back to life. The grass grows and the warbler flies, and flowers bloom and fall. The ice on the lake gradually melted, and the lake was crystal clear, like a mirror. The weeping willows on the shore seem to be dressing up in front of the mirror. Everything in Binjiang Park looks full of vitality.
In summer, the sun is like fire, and the sun is like fire. At noon, every pavilion in Binjiang Park is crowded with people. Someone is barbecuing in the pavilion, and the smell of barbecue is everywhere in Binjiang Park. In the evening, grandparents, uncles and aunts will also dance square dance and play chess there ... which reminds me of a poem by Bai Juyi, "People are happy when they are happy."
In autumn, the leaves on the tree gradually turn yellow, falling one by one. Just like flying yellow butterflies flying in mid-air, walking on the path of Binjiang Park and stepping on the golden carpet, you will hear the sound of "crunching", which is very interesting.
In winter, Grandpa Dong took off his shiny coat and put on a white shirt for the earth. At this time, my parents like to bring my sister and me here to play. Here, we make snowmen, have snowball fights, draw pictures and roll around in the snow ... we have a very, very good time.
The beautiful riverside park brought me a lot of happiness in my childhood. I love riverside park, and I love its beautiful four seasons. This is the paradise in my mind.
2. The composition of paradise in my heart is about 500 words.
This summer vacation, I came to Hefei. When it comes to Hefei, people usually think of the antique of Hefei pedestrian street. The bustling streets and brand-new water parks ignore Wanda Park.
On the first day I came to Hefei, I arrived at Wanda Paradise, where there was a sea of people. Here, you can not only enjoy the excitement of the broken rail roller coaster, but also experience the comfort of riding in the air (space walk). When the broken track roller coaster reaches the point, the body tilts with the track, and the last row is completely high in the air. When the lower track was connected, the passengers in the last row began to scream. Hey! The roller coaster came down. I felt a little guilty when waiting in line, secretly hoping that I was not the last row. But it happened that things were so unsatisfactory. My sister and I were pulled into that horrible car seat by the service staff. When we fastened our seat belts, I couldn't help saying to myself, "Can I go down?" But I didn't have a chance to go back on my word. The crew put heavy shackles on my shoulders. My last hope was dashed.
The roller coaster climbed slowly, but I closed my eyes. "Have you arrived?" I asked my sister, "I don't know." At this moment, I can only hear my own heartbeat. Minute by minute, second by second, I finally felt the car start to tilt. At first, it was ok. Slowly, I feel my head will fall off, as if you were hanging in mid-air and tug of war. "ah!" My sister and I cried in unison, because screaming made my mouth open and it was very comfortable. "ah!" My whole body was about to collapse, but my seat belt locked me up. Hey! The roller coaster was rushing down at the fastest speed, and I began to shout, "What roller coaster? Very scary. " After a few more turns, I found the excitement of the roller coaster, which was so cool!
From then on, I began to like roller coasters, precisely because of the excitement of the broken track roller coaster. Not only the roller coaster is exciting, but also the space walk (flying car) is very comfortable. I pedaled my bicycle pedal and leaned back in the semicircle chair, which was comfortable and romantic.
This is Wanda Paradise, an amusement park that will remain in my heart forever.
3. The composition of paradise in my heart is about 500 words.
Everyone has his own heaven. My paradise is unique, and that is my balcony.
There are many butterflies painted on the balcony wall of my house. Every butterfly's wings are unique, colorful and lifelike. There are many bright flowers, plants, roses and chlorophytum at the foot of the wall, which are all over the sky, facing the sun and competing for beauty, with an elegant feeling. There is a velvet carpet on the balcony floor. If you sit on it, the fatigue of the day will dissipate.
When my parents go to work, I am "crazy" alone on the balcony. I took out my doll Lili and the knight drummed, set up two sets of small tableware and started playing house. When I was manipulating my beloved toy, I heard Lily say in her gentle and sweet voice, "Please order first, sir." Knock-knock also said kindly, "No, no, no, ladies first." I'm playing two roles, echoing each other. I'm busy. After a while, the two of them were full and began to dance. At this time, Lili looks even more beautiful, only to see her blonde hair thrown up and turned around, and the white dress was turned like a big chrysanthemum in full bloom. Knocked and waved a long sword. Playing and playing, I got sleepy, fell asleep, dreamed and smiled.
My paradise balcony gave me infinite joy in my childhood.
4. The composition of paradise in my heart is about 500 words.
I believe everyone wants to have a paradise of their own, and I am no exception. If I really have a paradise, it must be a free paradise. I hope children from poor families can also go in and play.
I hope the heaven in my heart is a colorful world. I want to borrow red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple from Sister Rainbow and scatter them in every inch of heaven. Every corner is as red as fire, as green as jade, as purple as crystal, as white as snow ... everywhere is colorful, which makes people seem to have entered an unpredictable fairy tale world. Even if the blind child comes, we should pull him out of the dark world, touch the color with our hands and feel the color with our hearts.
I hope the heaven in my heart is a happy world. Birds sing, monkeys jump, lions roar ... in a green jungle, people and animals live in peace without bloodshed and killing. In the jungle, set up all kinds of mobile games that children like. The Ferris wheel roared and rolled, the roller coaster roared, the swing swung up and down, the horses jumped ... The children's laughter infected the leaves on the tree and danced.
I hope the paradise in my heart is an active classroom. Children sit in the shade, on the grass and beside the flowers, listening to lectures and doing their homework. The teacher smells the flowers and breathes fresh air to teach us. Tired, just Doby monkey: bored, just shout at the blue sky three times. In science class, we observe the small fish swimming in the stream; In labor class, we destroy old trees; In art class, we draw mountains, water, flowers and grass; In music class, we sing with birds ... class is nature, learning is life. Teachers don't need dust and students don't need to be like caged birds. Everything is so pleasant and natural.
I also hope that the paradise in my heart is a children's village without borders. White skin, yellow skin, black skin ... all children can live happily in heaven, away from hunger, cold, loneliness and pain, away from war and death.
This is a paradise in my heart. I know it is far from me now, but I believe that one day, it will come true, a paradise in my heart!
5. The composition of paradise in my heart is about 500 words.
In the countryside, the yard of my hometown is a paradise in my heart, which brings me endless fun!
Pushing open the creaking wooden fence, the first thing you see is a row of towering trees. Grandpa said I wasn't there when he planted it! Trees towering into the sky, green is about to drip, like handfuls of umbrellas covering the sky. I always like to walk around the tree and my friends next door, and I still laugh even if I feel dizzy. Grandpa likes growing flowers. Walking along the fence, you will definitely see the rose, jasmine, begonia and impatiens in the southeast corner of the yard. They are open in seasonal order and elegant in posture, adding a touch of beauty and charm to this small country yard.
At noon in summer, if I can finish my meal quickly, my grandfather will take me to the small Gua Tian in the southwest corner of the yard, and let me choose a big watermelon to cut and eat. Eat melons patiently. Grandpa told me to wait for a while, then wash, hug and cut the melon. One red boat after another is drifting in the ocean. I was just about to reach for it when grandpa insisted that I recite the proverbs of working people first. "alas! My grandfather, even if I eat melons, don't forget to test me? " I thought to myself. I can't help it I love eating melons!
As the sun sets, the summer heat of the day gradually recedes, and a cool breeze blows in the air. I was next to my grandfather, who used a fan to repel mosquitoes when he was eating. The flaming sunset glow, the cool evening breeze, the homing birds and the people in the countryside together form a simple and cordial picture of the courtyard dinner.
Oh, my hometown yard, you are so vibrant, so quiet and serene. With you, my childhood is full of infinite fun!