One spring morning, the sun was shining brightly, and Xiaohong and Xiaoming went to the park to play.
The park was so beautiful! The flowers in the flower beds are all in bloom, a bush here and there, spreading in the wind and blossoming happily. Look, the fire red, golden yellow, light purple ...... compete for color. A large tree has drawn out the tender green leaves, exuding vitality.
At this time, Xiaoming and Xiaohong saw a swing hanging down from the tree. Xiaoming said happily, "Xiaohong, let's go play on the swing!" They ran over quickly, and Little Red sat on the swing and stood up slowly, gripping the rope tightly with both hands. Xiao Ming pushed the swing and it swung slowly. Little Red sat on it and was so happy that her silver bell laughter spread throughout the park. The flowers nodded and smiled in the wind.
Swinging, swinging, swinging higher and higher. Just when they were having fun, two lovely birds flew in, chirping around them, as if to say, "Be careful, don't fall down!" The two children also said gratefully to the birds, "Thank you, dear bird, we will be careful!"
As the sun was setting in the west, the two children went home in a happy mood.
2. 2nd Grade Swinging Picture Writing
One sunny morning, Xiaohong and her brother went to the park to play with light steps.
They came to the park, yo! The park is so beautiful, the grass is green and soft, like velvet, the grass is full of colorful flowers, red, white and yellow, the tree branches draw tender green buds. The sun is also particularly happy, the golden sunshine sprinkled all over every corner of the park.
Brother and Xiaohong came to the swing, brother let Xiaohong sat on the swing, brother in the side of the swing push swing, swing one after another swing up, swing higher and higher, Xiaohong was very happy, and from time to time issued a silver bell laughter. The birds in the trees heard their laughter, also chirping to fly over to join in the fun, in the side of the spinning refused to leave.
The sun saw, also happy to laugh.
3. Swinging look at the picture to speak and writeIn a bright spring morning, the sky is blue. The sun is smiling sweetly in the sky. The park was full of all kinds of beautiful flowers. The trees were full of dense and bright green branches and leaves.
Under the trees, there is a little sister sitting on a swing, holding on to two ropes with both hands. Her brother was pushing hard. Swing in the brother's push to swing higher and higher, the little sister is happy to let out a burst of silver bells like laughter. Swinging, the little sister grabbed the rope, slowly stood up. Brother saw the little sister happy smile, also can not help but be happy, he told his little sister to hold on to the rope, while pushing the swing, the more push the faster, the swing is getting higher and higher. Standing on the swing, the little sister is like a butterfly in the wind, beautiful. The two little birds saw the little sister playing so happily, as if they were chattering and saying, "Look, the little sister is flying up like us!"
The blue sky, the beautiful scenery, and the chirping of the birds, and the laughter of the little sister and her brother, it was really like a colorful picture.
4. Little Girl SwingingIn the park, spring is in full bloom. The willow tree has pulled out a thin willow silk, which is dotted with young yellowish leaves. The grasses burrowed out with the fragrance of the earth, in clumps and clusters. The children all came out to play in the beautiful spring light. Listen, the park from time to time came a string of silver bell-like laughter.
Look, a little sister is playing swing! Sister sitting on the swing, pulling the rope, brother holding the swing, help sister swing up. The swing is upward, slowly swinging higher and higher. The little sister laughed as she swung and said, "Swinging is so much fun!" She sat on the swing and swung and swung, while her brother pushed and pushed. The little sister was like a happy butterfly in mid-air, spreading her wings and fluttering. The birds chirped and chirped, as if to say, "Little sister is really great!"
A breeze blew, the leaves fluttered in the wind, as if cheering for the little girl! The sun is happy red face, a small flower bloomed colorful petals, the little girl in the sun to play how happy, how enjoyable!
5. How to write an essay on "Swinging"Sitting on the swing, I feel my heart flying, let me forget everything, only me, flying under this sky, flying ...... --Title In the face of those varied toys in front of my eyes, I have not been so excited.
I have only one thought in my mind, go to the swing. Sitting on the swing, do not want to think about anything, a up and down, a up and down ...... mind floating in my childhood, like a white butterfly, fluttering in front of my eyes ...... sat on the swing, I seem to be sitting on a moon boat, in the sky to swim ...... closed my eyes, my heart was fluttering up and down, with a feeling of flying.
Even on the wooden chair when I was a child, the hammock of my childhood, to this real swing today, every time, flying. Look around, a gust of wind blew, a bird flew by, I, sitting on this moon boat wandering.
Perhaps, swinging is no longer suitable for 12-year-old me, but I am still so stubbornly in love with the swings, love the swings ...... In the song "Childhood", there is a line: "Swings by the playground , only butterflies stop on it . ." that dream butterfly, I wish it was white. On the swing, I thought nothing of it, looking at the scenery in front of me, in a trance has passed half an hour, still not willing to come down.
Swing, this "ancient" toy, accompanied me day after day, year after year. Like swing that suddenly up and down ***, like swing and high and far *** ...... every time, I have to swing very high and high, do not feel afraid.
What I like even more is that I swing with my friends. Swing ah swing, in fact, swinging is not a kind of enjoyment? Maybe you have grown up, but, I think, everyone should go to swing this childhood fall, carefully taste ...... In fact, swinging is also one of our pastimes, but, unlike other toys, the swing can let you find your childhood flying feeling... ... When the swing swings up, you should think, I'm flying ...... The feeling of flying is wonderful, sitting on the swing, this is the world of the two of us.
Once the swing is up, we sing, once the swing is down, we laugh. This childhood swing, recorded our childhood.
When I grew up and got on the swing again, I finally realized that it was not only my childhood on the swing. We grabbed the swing and swung upward, in fact, we should stand up and swing.
Stand up, you can see a more beautiful world, stand up, there is a more wonderful feeling of flying. Not without realizing it, I have been swinging for more than an hour of swinging, grabbing the hands of the swing but still refused to put down ...... -- Afterword -- This afternoon, I went to the amusement park, I chose to swing.
In the swing's one up and one down, my mind instantly flashed a lot of images. Those two persimmon trees, tied to two ropes, a small bench on the rope, the hammock under the cedar tree ...... Although I'm growing up, but my love for the swing is forever and ever ...... I think, at some point after I grow up, I must come back to my hometown again and Swing again - the childhood swing.
In the old house, we children are happy like a bird, fly ah fly ah! Swinging in the old home was called "playing yo-yo", some children play is the playground swing. But the swing in our countryside is not a playground swing! The practice is: find two thick trees, take a rope of about five or six meters, folded on it.
One end of the rope is tied to this tree, and the other end is tied to that one tree on the end. If you feel like sitting on it, add a small bench.
Here's how it's done: cross the folded rope and pull it apart on one side here and on the other side there! You can also create various ways to play with it yourself! The first way to play: find a bamboo cut down, remove the branches, cut off a thin part of the can, to five or six meters long on the line. Pull the rope apart, one tied to one end of the bamboo, the other rope is also tied to the other end of the bamboo, you can.
I named this game "bamboo swing" fun, more fun in the future! The second way to play is: we find a more than a meter long bench, put it vertically, the two ropes pull apart to the seat under the line. This game is called "pirate ship" hey, fun it! Thrilling *** in the back! The third way to play is: slightly similar to the second play.
However, it is more dangerous. If you want to play, tie the rope higher.
Two ropes a pull, people stand in the middle of the rope, lie back, there will be a rope strangle you. If you feel pain, put a pillow.
One foot on the other rope, a stirrup, at the same time the other foot on the line. This is called "artificial pirate ship" There are more ways to play waiting for you to explore and discover it! Swinging is no exception! Brief comments: Swinging there are so many ways to play, it is really interesting! In your text I feel the joy of swinging, such a happy game created by their own hope to pass on.
6. First grade look at the picture writing moonlight swingmoonlight swing can write the surrounding natural environment, the process of playing swing and joy.
The sky is so bright, the moon is so white, and the flowers and plants on the earth are vibrant. Today, my cousin and I came to the ecological park to play.
There are a lot of amusement programs, but my favorite is the swing.
There are many kinds of swings! There are suitable for small children to play, there are suitable for big children to play, there can be three or four children to play together. At a glance, more than a dozen swings sitting on the full. Coincidentally, a child from the swing down, I can not wait to sit on it.
I sat firmly, fasten the seat belt, hands tightly holding the handle, mom gently pushed me from behind, feel good, "Mom, a little higher!" Mom rolled up her sleeves and pushed hard, and the swing flew higher and higher, as if I could grab the white clouds as soon as I reached out.
The swing is like a rising and falling wave, and the sky and the ground follow the swaying and rotating, when I swung to the top, I felt like a bird taking off, "fear" flew out of my heart, and slowly felt less scary, I began to sway from side to side, and I was very happy!
I sometimes open my arms and feel the breath of spring. I heard the wind in my ears and smiled, the birds in the trees smiled, the flowers and grass on the ground smiled, my mom smiled, and I smiled ......