In study, work and even life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with essay, right? Essays can be divided into elementary school essays, secondary school essays and college essays (papers). You always have nothing to write when you write an essay? The following is my organization of summer excellent essay , only for reference, welcome to read.
Summer excellent essay 1Time passes so hastily, six years are so short. In the blink of an eye, it is about to graduate from elementary school.
I can't bear to part with it, very attached. What I can't let go of is the deep and sincere friendship with my friends, maybe this separation, these friendships will be broken. I am very attached, attached to the sweet and sour that happened in these six years.
These six years, all the way to the support and encouragement of friends. It is they, in my sad sad time, comfort me. It is they, in my failure when discouraged, encourage me. It is they, in my complacency, remind me. Friends are like the breeze in the summer night, giving me a cool feeling. Friends like the winter sunshine, give me a warm feeling. I still remember that I used to shout with them for a little thing. Remember, I used to lie on the grass with them and talk about the world. Remember, once with them like a group of crazy children, in the rainy day in the rain.
In these six years, there are also teachers to my simple teaching. It is they who taught me "ah oh er eek"; it is they who taught me to use beautiful sentences to depict this beautiful world; it is they who taught me to use their own hands to outline this colorful paradise. Teachers are like hard-working gardeners, diligently cultivating us, the flowers of the motherland, they have worked tirelessly, dedicating their lives to us, the successors of the motherland. Whenever the night, there are always a few lights off the latest, that is the teacher for us to correct homework. The teacher's wrinkles, as if there is a line is born for me. The teacher's white hair, as if there is a trace is for me and white.
After this last Children's Day, I realized that I will no longer be a child. Can no longer be the previous that do not understand the child. These six years, my parents for me to worry about how many times, for us to flow how many times. However, they just work hard and busy all day long. Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like water. The father's love is as firm as a mountain, and the mother's love is as gentle as water.
The last summer of elementary school will be gone, I can not give up. Separated in front of the school, calmly and friends said "goodbye, take care." Each other in the depths of the heart, silent blessings.
This, the last summer ......
Summer Excellent Essay 2On a summer night, I came to the lake, looking at the calm lake like a big mirror, slowly walking.
Walking, walking, I stopped and threw a stone into the lake, "la" sound, "big mirror" broken. The surface of the lake was shaken with a fine silver light. I was fascinated by a pool of lotus flowers, only to see the pool crowded with a lotus flower, cocked looking up at the night sky stars. "Ah! What a beautiful lotus." I couldn't help but say. A cool breeze blew by and a fresh scent came to my nose. I came forward to see, that a lotus flower, white petals, each petal is the size of the palm of your hand, by five or six petals into a large lotus flower. Lotus looks like a thousand different ways, some like a shy little girl, red face, hiding in the green lotus leaves; some curious to poke their heads out, looking at the beautiful and lovely earth. Look, that one more like a young girl standing ah! Lotus beauty, lotus leaves are also beautiful. It is not like the lotus always love to show off their own, but with its big turquoise disk quietly lying on the water. Suddenly, a frog jumped to the lotus leaves, splashing countless crystal water droplets, and then the water droplets fell on the lotus leaves, rolling back and forth. I was intoxicated by this beautiful night, I seem to become a small bee, flying around the lake. A moment to see this flower, a moment to see that flower, one more than one beautiful. A gust of evening breeze, the wind granny sang a song, "lotus leaf beauty, lotus flower fragrance ......" lotus flowers, lotus leaves are accompanied by the "song" dance. The dance of the lotus leaves has a different flavor, so people can not describe. See these, I can not help with the music jumped up, sang up, intoxicated in this poetic realm.
I love the summer night, but also love this night of the lotus. Lotus ah, lotus, I praise you loudly! You have brought infinite fun to the earth, and your noble quality of getting out of the mud and not getting tainted makes me admire you even more.
Summer Excellent Essay 3I don't know how long I've been wandering the streets, the sun is about to bake me, I really don't know where to go; go home, grandma is sure to nag me again, I want to give my ears a break. Alas, it is better to go to the Internet bar, at least there is air conditioning will not be so hot.
I went to the Internet cafe that Ki and I had been to together, and found that Ki was in there too. I finished my card and walked next to Ki, "Miss, do you mind if I sit next to you?" Hey, hey, just kidding with Ki. I really admire myself for being able to joke at this time, I'm not in a bad mood,
but I'm in a very bad mood, and I'm still able to laugh about it. Perhaps, I am a person who is good at disguise, even if I am in pain, I will not easily show it, in front of people, I am still a crazy Yuan Ye, however, the pain in the heart, but no one has ever understood.
"Ye? Why are you here?" Ki was puzzled.
"Hey, I missed you, so I came here to find you, who knows, you are really there!" Forgive me, I really can't tell Ki everything.
"Oh, then let's play Dazzle together!"
"En that, Ki, I haven't played lately, you have to let me have it!"
The game can paralyze me, I can not think about those things at home for a while, at least I can have fun first. I don't know from when to start,
I'm not the one I used to be, I used to not have so many things on my mind, I used to be very happy every day, I won't pretend,
What's the matter will be told to my friends, I used to be very obedient, and everything will be in accordance with the wishes of the adults to do. But now I am still very happy at school
every day, but when I come home, I can't smile, I learned to bury everything in my heart, not letting people easily
understand me, I learned to disguise, disguise myself as another person, and that person, is not even a little bit the same as me. By now, I
can't tell which one is the real me, and I don't know how the real me is. In the long disguise, I lost myself.
I don't know if there are still people like me, I only know that we after 90 carry too many things that we should not carry in this grade, and we also forget a lot of things that we should remember in this grade.
Summer Excellent Essay 4Spring has quietly withdrawn from the main stage, and the hot and fiery summer has come silently!
Look! The sun is like a fireball, hot and hot, baking the earth, it radiates a dazzling light, who let the sun public drunk?
The ground was so hot that even the wind blowing in the air was hot, and the dust scurried around uneasily. The stones on the roadside seem to be held from the furnace, hot hot hot. A sit up ah, my buttocks have become a monkey's butt as red, it is too hot.
In the morning, the leaves of the trees are green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green. Flowers are colorful, blooming smile, like a dancer. But at noon, a "soldier", a "dancer", are bent over. It turned out that the leaves of the trees were wilted by the sun, and the flowers were also withered by the sun. They all bowed their heads. What about the grass? It was dying from the sun. The poor little dog stretched out its long tongue and gasped as if to say "Woof woof woof, give me a cup of juice and a bone, I'm so hungry, so thirsty, give me to quench my hunger, quench my thirst."
Listen! The robin is calling from the dense tree, "It's hot, it's hot! Give me a drop of water and a popsicle. Do me a favor, God, save me, will you?
Yikes! After saying this, the frog lay down in the river in despair.
Oops! The air conditioner and the electric fan also cried, "I protest, I protest, I strike, I strike, I quit! The masters use me twenty-four hours a day to keep themselves cool, and they're fine, but what about me? Heck, I hate it!"
In the summer, I also sweated a lot. I walked on the street, a heat wave came to my face. At once, bean-sized beads of sweat came out of me drop by drop like spring bamboo shoots. How I wished for a heavy rain, and then, I hid in the air-conditioned room to cool off, how comfortable!
I love summer. Summer's hot, summer's refreshing, love the summer night, clear sky covered with stars. Although the summer is hot, I still like summer!
Summer Excellent Essay 5Spring has gone quietly, and summer has come quietly. How hot the summer is in the small town! In the sky, the fiery red sun radiates hot sun, shining on the ground. If you hit an egg on the ground, it would burn in no time, not to mention pouring water on the ground! In such a hot weather, although also sometimes drift a breeze, but the breeze is also hot! The white clouds are also on "collective vacation" today because it is too hot!
A small dog lying helplessly in the shade of a tree to cool off, from time to time to spit out a bright red tongue. When you put a piece of meat in front of his eyes, he just looks at it, and is unable to eat it. Mockingbird in the tree with a low voice calling: "Mockingbird! Mockingbird!" It seems to say, "It's hot! It's hot!" Many animals hide in their homes all day to avoid being "cooked" by the sun!
Originally tall trees, in the hot sun, also willing to give up, and even the waist straightened the strength are not, has been hanging head. A flower was sunburned by the sun to lie down on the ground, not a little strength to stand up straight. Even those tenacious grasses, all bent over, dying, at this time, they really want to quickly a cool rain, so that the pain of a bath.
A grandfather, wearing a short-sleeved hand while fanning vigorously, while drinking herbal tea. In spite of this, the old man was still sweating, and beads of sweat kept coming out of his head. At this time, the old grandpa kept fanning and drinking herbal tea, but still could not dissipate the heat. In the end, he used a trick: he put the fan over his head and drank the herbal tea with his eyes closed. Finally, a smile appeared on the old man's face. Or the children have a way, they play happily in the river, swimming, calm lake surface suddenly rose a circle of water waves ......
The summer of the town, as in the oven spent.
Summer excellent essay 6
Xia Cocoa is chatting with the grid, QQ, the two have not seen half a year, rambling about a whole lot, somehow to talk about the first meeting.
Plaid big name Fang Gezi, self-introduction, the girl said slowly, I called Fang Gezi, everyone called me plaid it! Then walked straight down. The teacher and students froze for a few seconds before reacting. Xia Coco was sitting by the window at this time, she glanced at the plaid, the plaid smiled at her, slightly revealing the shell teeth, like toothpaste advertisement in general crystal bright.
Entrance exam exam test paste, Xia Cocoa rambling walk for half an hour, Jiangnan's water lanes and streets are many, Cocoa a moment to get lost, there is a Coke cans at the foot, Cocoa a foot burst, eyes will be in the trash, there is a girl riding a bicycle from the intersection turned over. The can got stuck right into her wheel, and the girl fell to the ground with a thud, her dark green plaid skirt covered in dirt. Coco reddened as she stepped aside, and it was Plaid.
Plaid wiped away the sweat and mud with the back of her hand, patted the dirt on her body, and looked at Coco, her head down, and smiled again, shining brightly. She drew out the can, Want me to take you? Coco was startled and felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. Get in the car! Grid looked at her.
Two girls chatting on the road, just that moment, she, they, remembered each other.
The early summer sun light blue, with the smell of heat in the air. The clouds were rolled, like cotton candy.
Just half a month later, the grid back to Beijing, she said, she can never forget the small bridges and rivers of Jiangnan, never forget her; she said, the grid, I will always wait for you in the water town.
Xia Coco was silent, what is full of heart to overflow.
Plaid said on QQ, what's wrong with you?
Xia Coco back, you were smiling like a toothpaste advertisement, sweet.
But that was the gift that youthful friendship left her, that light blue summer. Coco thought so.
Summer Excellent Essay 7And so farewell to the 17-year-old you. A smile as clean as a glass, full. Stayed with you of the last bright summer before I turned 15. Always kept your familiar name, prettier than a feather, don't you think? Just like that late summer and fall, a touch of pink is always the color of the changing seasons of life. So again bumped into these those things that were carefully put away in the shell, you no longer love the lollipop, cheap warmth, eyes dense water mist, after the sudden rain childish umbrella. Suddenly, it's all coming out of the drawer. The best are reserved for you, sweets congealed by the Rhine, smiles from the Vienna Woods. Which one do you want, my dear? Hugging myself, listening to the rain hit the window singing a departure song, like it's trying to erode something to melt something. Dampness coats the glass, layer upon layer. Colorful bubbles in the high sun, ethereally flying up into the sky to watch the cicadas of late summer make their final hiss. Tracing back to the very edge of the blue canopy,
Eye swaying in the side of your face reflecting the hot tenderness, behind you a searing blue, I heard the dark blue tone of the bad smile. "That one, in pink." Raising his finger to you, who was tilted by the sun, there is an unbroken fog climbing up his face. Trance to trance, sneaking a peek for so long. Scribbling blue water stains in my notebook when I think of you, taking deep breaths, it's your lucky color, like your clear smile. It's fall, that time of year, all the trembling like falling leaves once, prongs and corners wet with clear liquid, meandering down a large trail at this age. Is it possible to copy you and everything about you into a season that belongs to me? I take you as the only one that can be close in life, you catch my ignorance and youthfulness.
You have been so real and impossible to depart from. I don't know how empty the place will be without you. I only saw the wind crossing freely and unhindered, yes, I saw it. Perhaps it will never be possible to know the answers to those impossibilities.
You are still smiling, almost, scratching my eyes. In fact, you and I have long been isolated in the grass taller than a man, swinging away. I will be your highest fortress, but you do not know. I will always follow you, but you can not see.
The hot sun continues to barbecue the earth, the urban jungle a hot summer; children "ice" not away from the hand, licking ice lollipops, all day to stay in the air-conditioned room to cool down, so painful and fast! So hot summer, we must have a different interest in the secret recipe for summer, I am no exception, let me share my own secret recipe for summer, to give you reference.
Ever since I was a kid, I've been afraid of heat, so when it comes to summer, I tend to get upset and sweaty; even when I'm sitting and watching TV, my sweat falls like a heavy rain; I've tried many methods, such as swimming, blowing cold air, and so on, but all of them seem to be ineffective, and make me even more annoyed.
This fire has been felt by my closest family members. My brother has been scared of being burned by my fire all summer long, and my mom, who knows me best and is worried about my health, reminds me that my inner anxiety will drive away all the coolness around me, and I should learn to get my cool back.
Ever since my mom told me that "a calm mind is a cool mind," I've been learning to relax and trying to find ways to keep myself calm. I found out that reading my favorite books, I can stop being irritable during the reading time. Indeed, the process of reading and copying favorite passages can slowly relax the body and mind; the method is to first pick a favorite book from the bookcase, open a page at random, and follow the words and sentences forward, and without realizing it, I can go up to the world and travel to the earth, and finish a book quietly; after reading, I always can't help but take out my manuscript paper and begin to record my favorite passages at random; this kind of recording reading process not only can cool down the heat, but also can make me feel more relaxed.
Spring, summer, fall, winter, everyone has their own favorites of the seasons; facing the characteristics of each season is like the four tests that constantly make us find solutions; although there will be bottlenecks before solving the problems, just like encountering difficult problems in the exams, as long as we practice diligently, we will surely be able to understand the meaning of the questions; and we face the characteristics of the seasons. And we face the test of the seasons is the same, as long as we continue to explore the mystery of the four seasons, you can also easily have a comfortable and pleasant life.
Summer is the best time of the year to be a part of the world's most beautiful city, and it's the best time to be a part of the world's most beautiful city, and it's the best time to be a part of the world's most beautiful city. I, on the other hand, like the most colorful summer.
Summer is hot, the sun is hot shining on the earth, seems to release all their heat. Cicadas in the trees "know - up" "know - up" non-stop screaming, screaming very slowly, as if to tell It was as if they were telling one old story after another. The old people sat in the shade of the trees, shaking their fans to escape the summer heat. The birds have always been lively and active, lying lazily on the branches of the tree, as if asleep, perhaps, they are doing a good dream!
Summer is refreshing, the trees in the yard grow lush, like a big umbrella, for people to shield the sun. The weather is very hot, but it looks very cool under the big trees. Flowers in the flowerbed emit a burst of fragrance, sycamore tree leaves like a big fan, a wind blowing, issued a rustling sound. It is really refreshing!
Summer is joyful. Because the harvest time has come again, the farmers uncle's dark skin, in the sun shining bright. This is really "hoeing when the afternoon, sweat drops under the soil." Yeah! Bean-sized sweat flows from their faces, but with joy and smiles. "You reap what you sow." Look! An endless carpet of green fluctuates with the wind. It can also be said that summer is a treat for the farmers.
In the evening, the sun gradually disappears from the west, and the last red light reddens the sky, showing the remaining power of the sun.
Summer nights are even more marvelous. When you look up at the starry sky, you will feel a bit messy, but if you look more closely, you will find a pattern mixed with the mess. Among them, there are Polaris, Scorpio, Sagittarius ....... Some are like spoons, some are like horseshoes. Discovering the wonders of it will be endless fun.
Hot, refreshing, joyful and wonderful make up the colorful summer.
Summer Excellent Essay 10My favorite spring quietly fled, and the scorching summer ran in brightly!
The summer sky a clear blue, hot sun Gong four or five o'clock in the morning from the mountains climbed up, until seven or eight o'clock at night before going back to rest. Spring, summer, autumn and winter four seasons, only the summer sun is the most diligent.
The weather is always changing, just like the face of a baby doll, just now or the blazing sun, hot sunny days, turn into a thunderous lightning! In no time at all it was pouring rain. But it didn't take long for the sun to rain, as if the sun is also very hot, leaving beads of sweat.
Early in the morning, the rain washed cornstalks look very beautiful, you can see the red hair when you walk past, tell you yo - that's the hair of the corn. And corn is a good friend of the watermelon is not weak, it is wearing a Loc color flower coat, and a small tail. The playful watermelon is hidden under the green watermelon leaves, like playing hide and seek.
At noon, the weather is the hottest, the roadside flowers are wilted by the sun, the grass is sunburned low, as if to say: "too hot, too hot!" The little flower cat is about to sunshine fainted, in the field work of the farmers uncle was hot head full of people, but also early home to rest.
In the afternoon, the water in the lotus pond was almost dried up. The green pond is very beautiful, some of the lotus flowers are still flower buds, but some of them are all unfolded to reveal the small green rosette. Frogs were calling from a lotus leaf as if to say, "It's too hot, it's too hot!"
In the evening, there was music in the park, and the grandpas and grandmas danced, and people talked and laughed.
At night, the square dancers went home, and I immediately went home to sleep, when the stars and the moon came out and lit the way home for me.
Although summer is hot, I still like it!
Summer Excellent Essay 11The wind, gently blowing over the earth, and at the same time blowing through every corner of my mind, set off my enthusiasm for summer. In a period of contemplation, I have embraced the mother of summer tightly.
I walked through the grass, crossed the ditch, and rounded a big mountain (Sanqing Mountain). I saw the grass in the sun, the sun on the gutter, and the clouds in the big mountain, all of which became our reliance. Just like the cool, sultry summer wind.
The wind accompanied me to the Three-Qing Mountains, I got on the cable car, which followed me all the way, I step by step, slowly stepped on the stone steps, my face is still sweating, but the wind is again and again to help me blow dry beads of sweat, so that I have a kind of unprecedented coolness. It drove away the "heat bugs" and brought the "summer wind", allowing me to catch up with the others again and again, and to be the second person in the group to reach the top of the mountain, thanks to the power of the green.
This force follows me all the time, in the rafting at noon, the blazing sun shines on the lake, but also shines on the shore waiting for the raft of the innocent us, some people in the dark curse, and I quietly sit on the shore to enjoy the friendly and warm wind. I had been exposed to the sun, and the wind could not help, so I begged for rain to sweep away the sun, and it was suddenly cooler. The wind blew across the raft, doubly cool!
This warm wind has always been my good companion, it can comfort me when I fall behind, in the most difficult time to appease my heart, give me a cool. Of course the wind blowing very slowly and slowly, it represents the dawn of success has arrived, can not boastfully sigh that fruit, because the dawn is not yours, it will once again like the setting sun to annihilate in this vast land, vision, so that you can not be retained.
The wind blows through the summer, bringing coolness to it, and carrying to every nook and cranny the joy of all life.
Summer Excellent Essay 12This is summer, isn't it, beginning silently and ending with nothing.
I like to look out of the window in summer.
Cicadas are always so noisy, but everyone knows that they are an integral' part of summer. The branches growing out of the trees try their best not to block out the July sun.
There are always passing children, laughing and playing in the shade. Sometimes I feel like an adult, just sitting in front of the window and watching them play, I don't want to participate, but I think it's a good match with the summer.
Of course, the most exciting thing is the sky. The summer sky is clearer than the spring, more colorful than the autumn, more abundant than the winter it is a painter, in their own world at will, its paint as long as the green, as well as blue and white: pure white, light green, emerald green, light blue, dark blue, the color transition is natural and smooth, and even you will feel that the color of the place can not be replaced. Perhaps there is a little elf hiding behind the white clouds in that blue, eerie sky, who lifts a corner of the clouds and peeks into the mortal world.
Like the summer life.
In the height of summer, it is my vacation. The whole life is filled with anticipation at that time. Looking forward to every afternoon, looking forward to every day dinner, looking forward to this day every day letter, looking forward to every day everything I believe that summer will bring me all the good, so I have expectations of all its.
The sound of fans swaying is always a good match for the sound of books turning pages, the smell of watermelon is always a good match for the smell of grease from meals, and the clothes swinging lightly in the sun are always a good match for grandma's laboring figure.
In the summer, I don't know who quietly arranged everything, every eye, every heart thought a lot of illogical things, seems to have the support of the summer, have become so kind and harmonious.
Like the season, I do not know why summer, just as I do not know why the crows like writing desk. Without reason, without logic, I just love it. In that moment he gave me the perfect feeling, the association I wanted.
Anyway, the universe is so huge, and being an insignificant little dot in it, a little capriciousness should be forgiven.
Summer Excellent Essay 13My grandparents live in a house in the country, and they don't like to come to the city to live with us. I asked my dad: why? Dad said grandparents' friends are in the countryside, where they have their happiness.
Then every summer vacation, my mom and dad took me back to the countryside to live for a while. This year, I went back to the countryside again, as if everything had changed. The mud road in front of Grandpa's house has been rebuilt into a concrete road, and the exterior walls of the houses are painted with beautiful pictures and cute China dolls. Especially the dry river has water, there are a few lotus leaves in the middle of the river, and you can see a few small fish swimming around. When I saw this scene, I suddenly remembered that the small lotus was only showing its tip, and there were dragonflies standing on its head. My dad told me that when he was a kid, it was really easy to see the dragonflies flying around, but now it's hard to see them. He said this is the summer scenery.
Behind my grandfather's house, there is a large forest, and the robins are singing non-stop. Listen carefully, some of the robins seem to be whispering. The first is the sound of the summer.
There is a small market at the end of the village, where grandparents bring their own vegetables and fruits to sell every day. My grandfather sometimes goes to buy things too. My grandpa likes to buy me big, sweet, crisp watermelons, and watch him hold up the watermelon and then knock on it while listening to it, trying to see if it's ripe. When we got home, the watermelon was cut open and we sat around the table and ate it as a family. After eating the watermelon, my dad told me that watermelons are cheaper in summer, and this is the flavor of summer.
I made friends in the village, and in the evening we had dinner and met to play games in the small square. Grandparents sat under the streetlights with bushels, and my friends and I chased after them, our sweat soaked through my blouse. I had lost all regard for the sweltering heat, and I got a lot of mosquito bites. Before going to bed, my father looked at the red bags on my body and took off the wet short-sleeved shirt and said to me: this is the feeling of summer ah!
I seem to understand why Grandpa didn't want to move, he was afraid that he couldn't take the happiness with him.
After I fell asleep, I had a beautiful dream: I was lying in a watermelon field with endless watermelons, and I enthusiastically invited my friends to share the delicious
Probably I like the summer in the countryside too much!
Summer Excellent Essay 14People say: rain is good, why? Rain moisturizes everything, rain washes away dirt, rain makes the air fresh friends, in your eyes, what is rain like? Do you also like rain? I also like the rain, but it brings me a different feeling every time.
Summer noon, suddenly dark clouds, the ground dust rolled up, the sky a white light across, rumble, rumble a shower as expected. It's raining, dripping sound, there is a kind of indescribable beauty sitting under the eaves of the house, we, as in the music hall to enjoy the wonderful symphony, quietly enjoy the gift of nature. Ah, the summer rain is so cool! A breeze blew, without realizing it, the rain gently fluttered up, like a strand of hair fluttering, but also as if someone electric magic wand, radiant. As the rain fluttered, we also put up transparent umbrellas in the rain to roam up and down, dancing and singing; chatting under the eaves, telling stories, dripping rain also seems to be accompanied by the story it, how cheerful ah!
I love the rain, so I put down the transparent umbrella, to feel the rain, to feel the rain moisturizing, enjoy the nature cool. Ah, I felt it, but why some disappointment? Rain gently dripping onto my head, face, neck, hands, whole body, ice cold, incomparably cool. Slowly and slowly, but I felt a slight chill again, the breeze passed by me, it was cool, but I was even colder; the rain dripped on the tin roof, making a dang-dang-dang, thump-thump-thump noise. It thundered, like dark clouds laughing at me: you fool, how dare you come into the rain? The rain was light, like tears flowing from the sky: silly boy, go home, you'll catch a cold. I got home and sneezed a big sneeze - I caught a cold. I realized that rain is good for everything, but we can only look at it.
I love the rain, I long for it, and I hope it will give me something different again.