On Friday afternoon, my aunt took me to her house: the Donghui neighborhood to play. In the morning, I woke up early, and I stepped on the balcony to look around.
The sun did not appear in the sky, and there was a breeze blowing from time to time. The ground is covered with a layer of mist, like a layer of transparent veil. Under the breeze, the reflections of the leaves were askew, as if they were torn into pieces.
Look, on the grass, there are a few schoolchildren reading in the morning. They sat on the stone, hands end to end to pick up the book, read aloud loudly. One of them has a little girl read especially vigorously. Just see her hands holding the language book, sitting on the stone, back straight, read aloud: "You bring the east wind to the branches of the trees, so that the birds fly up to the blue sky quickly and happily. You put ......" The loud reading sound echoed in the neighborhood for a long time.
Look, several old people in the open space to practice taijiquan, exercise. Their movements are not fast and not slow, following closely in a leading old grandfather's movements, but also from time to time shouting slogans: "one, two, three, four ......". These old grandparents come to practice every day, never late, not like the "old man", all full of energy. One old man even said: "practicing taijiquan every day, the more you live the younger ah!"
In the garden, a variety of flowers bloomed, red like fire, yellow like gold, white like snow, pink like Xia ...... they are competing for color, issued a burst of fragrance. A few people walk together in the garden, enjoy this charming flowers, breathing fresh air, very comfortable.
What a happy morning in the neighborhood!
The morning of the neighborhood 2
My family lives in the garden of Qinya, which is a neighborhood of birds and flowers. Early in the morning, the sleepy neighborhood is awakened by the song of birds flying in the sky and the fragrance of flowers.
The morning of the neighborhood is harmonious. Every day at dawn, you can hear the sound of running outside. At a glance, you can see a few curly-haired, blue-eyed, short-sleeved sweatshirt-clad "foreigners" and some old people running on the neighborhood roads in the morning.
The morning in the neighborhood is hard-working again. Cleaning workers get up early to start sweeping the neighborhood channel, the bamboo broom issued by the light "rustle" sound, more like a happy song ah! It is with the hard work of the cleaning workers, which makes our neighborhood environment more beautiful, more tidy.
The mornings in the neighborhood are tense at the same time. Parents have to prepare a delicious breakfast for the children, early in the morning in the kitchen will issue a symphony of pots and pans; children are busy washing, wearing a good uniform, mouth eating a sweet breakfast, everything is organized, to meet the new day with a full spirit.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet, harmonious, hard-working and intense, I wish our neighborhood is getting better and better, and everyone who lives here is safe and happy!
The morning of the district 3The morning sun slowly opened the curtain of the night, the day dawned, the eastern sky reveals the color of the fish white belly, gradually turned into a golden yellow, this time around the white clouds as if dyed in brilliant colors. In the neighborhood, everything looks more vibrant under the sky.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet. The road is still very few people, street lamps in the lonely shine, the sky is dark and nothing to see, the moon aunt asleep, in her side of the stars are not left a few. There are a few birds flying around occasionally.
The morning in the small neighborhood is industrious, the cloudy sky is gradually brightening up, and the lights of several houses are turned on, and then it is, industrious and smart high school students brother riding their respective bicycles to school.
The morning in the neighborhood is lively. The sun came out with its own sunglasses on, emitting a blinding light. The old people were in the square, some practicing Tai Chi, some dancing with swords, some dancing, and some young people were running.
The morning in the neighborhood is full of love. The sun began to work, its task is to help us light up the earth, uncles and aunts drove to work, primary and secondary school students are also carrying schoolbags and singing songs, happy to go to school. The morning of the neighborhood is busy, busy after the neighborhood and back to quiet.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet, harmonious and tense, I wish our neighborhood is getting better and better, and everyone who lives here is safe and happy.
Morning in the neighborhood4The morning in the neighborhood is harmonious. A burst of verdant birdsong breaks the tranquility of the neighborhood in the morning, waking me up from my sleep; there is a ray of sunshine through the window, shining into my bedroom; the flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the avenue are vibrant; the leaves of the trees are extraordinarily dense, extraordinarily tender and green, and the flowers are standing up with a small body is to greet us; the small dewdrops on the leaves of the grass are smiling at us!
The morning of the neighborhood is industrious. I just opened my eyes, I heard a symphony of pots and pans in the kitchen; I know, this is the hardworking grandmother is making breakfast for the family; I just went to the bottom of the building, I saw at some point to start the day's work of the cleaner with a broom, is on the road to sweep the branches of the dead leaves!
The morning of the neighborhood is fitness. Through the window only to see a youth while listening to music with headphones, while running; wearing white tai chi on the sports field of the grandpas, is squatting horse stance, slow waving fists, the posture is not worse than my dancing posture; wearing colorful clothes of the grandmothers, hands waving fan, twisting body, the flexibility does not see her age.
Mornings in the neighborhood are busy and green. School children have to go to school, some by adults holding hands, walking in a hurry; some sitting in the adult electric car, mouth is still gibberish back to the book; there are also sitting in the adult's car to drive to school ...... commuters are even busier, it is estimated that they did not have time to go to eat breakfast, while walking, while eating doughnuts, drinking milk ......
The morning of the district is harmonious, hard-working, fitness, busy ......
The morning of the district 5Some people like the picturesque Xizi Lake, some people like the magnificent Great Wall of China, and others like to watch the the sunset. I, on the other hand, love the mornings in our neighborhood.
As the saying goes, "A year's plan is in spring, a day's plan is in the morning." Morning is the beginning of the day and the best moment of the day. We need to grasp every minute and every second of the morning and utilize it for various things.
You see, in the park, the old grandparents are there to exercise! Some of them play tai chi, some do gymnastics, and some do all kinds of fitness activities. Do gymnastics grandparents can be strong! They were stretching, bending, kicking, jumping, and waving a red fan around. In a flash, I feel they are full of youthful vigor, not at all like the old man. Color rosy and shiny, strong spirit, not fatigue. Originally, exercise has such great benefits ah!
A lively and lovely children, holding their beloved storybooks, sitting on the stone benches in the park, seriously look at, each read with great interest. It is said that early in the morning is the best time to remember, the children at this moment to read books, not only fresh mind, but also increased a lot of extracurricular knowledge, really good ah!
The morning of the neighborhood is not only lively, but also so charming!
The morning of the district 6
My family lives in the southern suburbs of Xi'an City, Zhujiao Street, west of the middle of the road in the Triumph Plaza neighborhood, the district is two peach-colored 18-story building. It is divided into two buildings, A and B. My family lives in the B building, travel and transportation is very convenient, the district entrance is wide and flat asphalt road, many routes of buses from the door through.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet. Just after dawn, the streetlights on both sides of the yard are silently turned off. The sound of cars on both sides of the road wakes up the neighborhood. The alarm bells are ringing, and the cars in the garage are going out one by one.
The morning in the neighborhood is busy again. The uncles and aunts selling breakfast on the side of the road are doing a good business and are very busy. Uncles and aunts in a hurry to go to work, students carrying a variety of schoolbags, jumping to school. Grandmothers and aunts carry baskets full of fresh vegetables home from the market. The streets flowed with a colorful stream of people.
In the park of the neighborhood, grandparents have already lined up, there are singing, dancing, and some wearing white taiji suit playing taijiquan, orderly, beautiful music far into the ears of pedestrians.
Ah! The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the neighborhood!
The morning of the neighborhood 7
My family lives in the neighborhood across from the three-two-three hospital, to the weekend, the garden of the neighborhood is my favorite place to go. When the sun is just rising in the east, the warmth of the sun wakes up the neighborhood.
The morning in the neighborhood is quiet. In the warm sunshine, people grass "> grass, small flowers gently raise the head of a night's sleep, the roadside trees one by one, like in the parade to welcome who like. A few birds at this time in the branches of the chirping up, as if to teach people to get up and work quickly, suddenly broke the tranquility of the neighborhood.
The morning of the neighborhood is lively. Grandpas and grandmothers go downstairs in the garden to exercise, some playing Tai Chi, some playing shuttlecock, and some dancing in the square dance. The little pets would also be happy to go back and forth at their feet. There are more birds in the trees, and they keep singing songs in the trees.
The morning of the neighborhood is even busier. Uncle, aunties rushed to the market with baskets of vegetables to buy the fresh vegetables needed at home today, to prepare a sumptuous lunch for noon. Uncles, aunts cleaned up their own, carrying a briefcase to start the day's work. Friends"> children pulling the hands of parents, jumping to go to kindergarten, elementary school students also picked up a beautiful bag, to go to the interest class. A new day has begun with everyone's familiar backs.
I love the morning of the neighborhood, I love this vibrant morning.
My family lives in a neighborhood of birds and flowers. Early in the morning, the sleepy neighborhood is awakened by the beautiful songs of the birds and the fragrance of the flowers.
The morning in the neighborhood is quiet. Five o'clock to six o'clock, next to the neighborhood of a crystal-clear river trickling, issued by the "ding dong ding dong" sound, the sound seems to be a piano in the performance, so that people listen to all the troubles have disappeared. Fish in the river swim happily, the bank of the willow tree like a young girl combing her hair, a Chen breeze blowing through the "hair" on the dance. There is a green grass in the neighborhood, a plant on the grass, tender green grass, grow up vigorously, as if to say: "I want to grow higher than the big trees." The big tree in the center of the meadow is tall and upright, like a sentry standing firm at his post. The birds on the tree sang a clear song, as if calling people to get up quickly. A short while from the distance came "da da da da" footsteps, it is a few young people and some old people in the neighborhood of the road running morning exercise.
The sun is finally smiling, and the neighborhood has become lively. The old people under the tree playing tai chi, only to see them tie the horse stance, a move is so serious, the wind blowing their white practice clothes, really a bit of martial arts masters feeling. Sanitation workers pushed a garbage truck, took a broom, began to clean the neighborhood. The busy day began with the sound of car whistles and horns. Adults have to go to work, children have to go to school, and a lot of people in a hurry start to appear on the sidewalks of the neighborhood.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet, but also lively, it is like a flowing scroll, every day in the interpretation of the week.
The morning of the neighborhood 9
The morning of the neighborhood is beautiful, the noon is beautiful, the evening is also beautiful, but I prefer the morning of the neighborhood.
Mornings in the neighborhood are quiet and gray at this time of day. You can still see the moon and a few stars in the sky, and when you look out the window at this time, there is not a single person outside.
The morning in the neighborhood is industrious, when the sun shows a small part of its face, you look out the window again, and the stars are lit up outside, and after a while you can see some high school students riding their bikes to school.
Mornings in the neighborhood are full of love. This time of day you'll see some moms hurrying downstairs to the fast food restaurant to serve their families a delicious breakfast.
The morning of the neighborhood is harmonious. When you walk to our neighborhood square, you will see some old people walking leisurely, dancing and chatting, all happy.
The morning of the neighborhood is busy. At this time, we primary and secondary school students and some young people go to school and work.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet again. At this time, the old people in the square went home, we primary and secondary school students and young people to go to work and classes, and then, the neighborhood became quiet.
I love the lively neighborhood, but I love the morning of the neighborhood even more.
I love the lively neighborhood, but I love the morning of the neighborhood even more.
Rainy mornings are beautiful. On a drizzly rainy day, when you walk into our neighborhood, you will find: the birds on the branches are greeted. They are singing loudly. And the tall buildings next to it are like giants guarding our neighborhood. The flowers here are beautiful. The daisies along the path are as yellow as the sun, the fragrance of osmanthus is like perfume, and the ginkgo trees are as brilliant as ripe rice in autumn....... There is no more beautiful view than this.
The morning of the neighborhood is even busier. Early in the morning, schoolchildren rushed to school with heavy backpacks, fearing that they would be late. Grandmothers are in a hurry to buy food, and stores selling breakfast on both sides of the street are constantly greeting pedestrians, fearing that others will take over their business.
Ah!
Ah! The morning of the neighborhood is what a beautiful picture ah!
Your father's comments: the author's writing is light, fast-paced, vivid words, natural narrative, and full of sincere feelings, just like the morning after the rain in general, so that people read a very refreshing feeling. Among the platitudes combined with the metaphorical approach, "the daisies beside the path are yellow as the sun, the fragrance of osmanthus is like perfume, and the ginkgo tree is as splendid as ripe rice in autumn ......" more vividly highlights the beauty of the neighborhood scenery, the use of the appropriate and apt. Subsequently, the author activates the bustling day with human activities, listing the lives of people of different ages and occupations, pointing out the busyness and bustle, which is very good. 优爸给
小区的早晨11My family lives in the Summer Palace neighborhood, which is a neighborhood of birds and flowers. Early in the morning, the sleeping neighborhood is awakened by the song of birds flying in the sky and the fragrance of flowers.
The morning of the neighborhood is harmonious. Every day at dawn, you can hear the sound of running outside. At a glance, you can see a few white hair, wearing short-sleeved sweatshirts, the old man in the neighborhood road running in the morning.
The morning of the neighborhood is also hard work. Cleaners get up early to start sweeping the neighborhood channel, the broom issued a brisk "rustle" sound, much like a happy song ah! It is with the hard work of the cleaners, which makes our neighborhood environment more beautiful, more tidy.
The mornings in the neighborhood are tense at the same time. Parents have to prepare a delicious breakfast for the children, early in the morning in the kitchen will issue a symphony of pots and pans; children are busy washing, wearing a good uniform, mouth eating a sweet breakfast, everything is organized, to meet the new day with a full spirit.
The morning of the neighborhood is quiet, harmonious, hard-working and intense, I wish our neighborhood is getting better and better, and everyone who lives here is safe and happy!
Mornings in the neighborhood12Autumn mornings on campus are the most beautiful, too beautiful to describe.
When it was a little after 7:00, I walked into the campus with a pleasant 'stride'. At this time, there are still very few people coming to the campus, so it is quiet. Only occasionally did I hear the clear, emerald cries of birds coming from my ears. The fog was a bit heavy, creating a hazy feeling. It made people feel as if they had come to a fairyland. A breeze blew, and the ginkgo tree floated down a few fallen leaves. They were like a dancer, spinning, jumping and dancing in the air, and finally fell into the embrace of Mother Earth.
At 7:20, a curved red sun appeared in the east of the campus - the sun was coming out! I was lying on the railing at the entrance to the teacher's office, overwhelmed with excitement. It was true. Before long, the sun rose slowly, slowly. The sunlight flooded the earth, and the earth set off the sun, what a majestic sight! A gentle breeze blew away the misty fog and blew my face. The leaves of the trees sough, playing a magnificent song. Beside the sun, a flock of birds spread their wings and rushed to the clouds. How divine is this scene! This scene cannot be depicted even by the most powerful writers and famous painters.
I love this beautiful fall morning on campus!
The morning of the neighborhood 13
Early in the morning, the crisp birds woke up our neighborhood, neatly dressed, spirited uncles and aunts with briefcases out of the yard in a hurry to take the bus to work, the old people with stools in the neighborhood entrance to the sun to talk about family life. The trees in the neighborhood have slept through the night and are being woken up by the birds, starting to spit out the green, releasing the fresh air.
The market next to the neighborhood farmers uncle put their own planted vegetables have been set up, began a day of business. A piece of oatmeal, bok choy, a bundle of garlic moss, cowpeas really have everything, each tender, leaves with dewdrops it! Stores selling breakfast began to hawk, doughnuts, bean flowers, pancakes, dough buns ...... attracted many people to come here to eat breakfast. Women began to walk into the market to purchase vegetables, fresh meat, eggs, fresh fish. The watery fish were alive in the pool, and the rooster in the cage was still crowing from time to time. At this time, my classmates and I carried our schoolbags through the market to go to school.
The original dirt road in our neighborhood has been repaired into a concrete road in recent years, which is more convenient for travel, and the old buildings in the neighborhood have been painted with new paint, which is a new look. And this year also installed monitoring, built a small park.
Our neighborhood is progressing, our neighborhood is getting better and better.
Early in the morning, a path of warm sunshine into my room, a sound of crisp birdsong into my ears, sleep is immediately all gone. I got up and went to the window, and found that the morning of the neighborhood is actually so harmonious, so beautiful.
Standing on a high place to look down, the first thing that comes to mind is the fitness area in the distance. The old people are laughing and joking, while exercising, but also from time to time with, you help me press, I help you whack; next to the children are also playing a lot of fun. They sang, jumped, chased and played, with innocent smiles on their faces ...... This is a picture of how harmonious it is!
Nearby, the green corridor like the grapevine, dense branches and vines have climbed all over the shelf, like a pergola. Under the large and green grape leaves, hanging bunches of crystal clear grapes, like agate, like emerald, how tempting ah! Even the birds and flowers also rushed to join in the fun. Birds sang a cheerful song, flowers compete, compete to open. Especially the red cockscomb flowers, layers upon layers of stacked together, the end of a few small green leaves, looks beautiful. This is another what a beautiful picture ah!
The morning of the neighborhood is so harmonious, so beautiful, I love the morning of the neighborhood.
The morning of the neighborhood15
Early one Saturday morning, a chirping birdsong woke me up from my dream. I sleepily made my way to the balcony, pushed open the window, and began to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Looking into the distance, I saw the dawn light shining on the distant houses. Overlooking over, a road separates our neighborhood from Rihui Three Villages from west to east. I remember when I was a child, this is still a road vegetable market, yelling, people, residents can not sleep peacefully, dirty, chaotic, poor all in one. Today, this place has become a wide road, both clean and quiet. And the food court turned to the tall houses, neat and bright.
At this moment, a pleasant sound recalled me from my memories, this side of the old people with music doing aerobics; the open space in the middle of the fan dance, tai chi, sword dance, Mulan boxing; the old people on the other side of the rainbow stone road walking. Some of the adults rush to work, some send their children to tutorial classes, some rush to buy breakfast and groceries, and others chat leisurely in the alley.
My eyes went back to the distance, where the just-built skyscrapers stood in the distance. The big seeds of the nearby school ticked away. The plants in the green belt fluttered in the wind, as if welcoming the arrival of a new day. There were also a few cars driving through the road occasionally, and everything looked so harmonious.
Looking at this picture of the landscape woven by hard work and joyful life, and experiencing the harmony of man and nature, I can not help but take a deep breath and call out to: "Hello, the morning of the neighborhood! Hello, Shanghai morning!"