Sweet bedtime stories between lovers: model essay 1
The red-breasted robin is the most beautiful bird on the beach.
There is a bright red on her chest, as beautiful as the sunrise on the beach. But she is a proud bird, a young bird.
One day, she landed on a dark rock.
The reef is thick and barren, surrounded by many broken oyster shells. Only an ugly little crab climbed on it.
"What an ugly reef, how out of proportion to the blue sky, blue sea and silver clouds." Robin muttered to herself.
Just then, the robin looked at the little crab and waved two big pliers as if he were fiddling with something.
Oh, this is fiddler crab.
The tide came and dark clouds gathered in the sky. The sea suddenly turned black, and the tide came in like a group of Ma Benteng people.
The wind is like a commander, shouting the password.
The tide hit the rocks, and lightning and raindrops cheered.
In this cry that almost tore the sky, the robin was afraid. The sea splashed her feathers and she couldn't fly.
Robins hide in the most secluded place on the rocks.
She saw the reef standing still, welcoming every wave.
The waves smashed into pieces on the rocks, sobbing and preparing to attack again; But the reef is still so cold and calm, neither afraid nor complacent.
The waves and storms are finally tired, slowly recede, the rain stops, and the sun appears on the horizon.
The sea looks beautiful against the sunset glow.
The robin flapped her wings, and she looked at the reef-the reef was still so thick and barren, and the fiddler crab climbed up again, accompanying the reef.
I don't know why, the little robin feels that the reef is simple and solid, as if it embodies infinite power. He has a strange beauty under the rolling blue waves.
From then on, the little robin flew every day, and she enjoyed the sea on the reef; She greeted the wind and waves on the reef; She is chatting with fiddler crabs on the reef. Fiddler crabs tell Robin many interesting stories about the ocean. ...
Where is the robin! No longer so proud, no longer so immature, become very brave and calm.
The little fiddler crab praised: "The red-breasted robin has an eagle-like heart; She is a beautiful bird, flying out of the rainbow after the storm ... "
Sweet bedtime stories between lovers model essay 2
Thrushcross is going to be a mother. She built a warm and solid nest with branches and mud.
Du Fu is going to be a mother, but he does nothing. She flies from west to east all day to see whose nest is well built.
"The thrush's nest in the forest is well built, so let her hatch the eggs for me!" Du Fu made up his mind to fly to the thrush's nest.
"Hello, Thrushcross!" Du Fu made a very affectionate appearance. "I heard that you are hatching little thrush, so I came to see you."
"Thank you!" Thrushcross is concentrating on hatching eggs. I really don't want anyone to disturb her at this time.
"What a beautiful nest you built. Can I go in and have a look? "
Hearing cuckoo praising his nest, thrush's heart was filled with joy. She came out of the nest involuntarily. Du Fu was invited in.
Du Fu learned the way of thrush hatching eggs, and crouched down: "How comfortable! Let me stay a little longer. "
It was a long time before the cuckoo came out of its nest.
She didn't say goodbye to the thrush and flew away contentedly.
The thrush continued to hatch, but she didn't notice a cuckoo's egg under her wings.
The day of hatching eggs is really slow: finally, until this day, thrush heard the sound of pecking eggshells under his wings.
"Ah, the baby is finally born!" The thrush moved the broken egg in front of him and the bird's head stuck out. With curious eyes, he looked around and struggled up. Mother Thrushcross helped him get out of the eggshell.
"Look, how great the little guy looks!" She looked at her first child affectionately and combed his wet and messy feathers with her mouth.
This bird is much bigger than the ordinary one just hatched. Mother Thrushcross didn't know that her first child was actually a little cuckoo.
A few days later, the other three eggs also broke their shells. Thrushcross's mother works hard. She goes out early and comes back late every day to find food for her four children. Little cuckoo has a good appetite and is always hungry. In order to monopolize the food of his younger brother and sister, one day, while his mother was out foraging, he cruelly pushed three little thrushes out of the nest.
The thrush mother who lost three children gave all her love to the little cuckoo. She would rather starve herself than save food for the little cuckoo.
Little cuckoo grows up day by day, but mother thrush gets old day by day. When she could no longer fly, the little cuckoo spread her hard long wings and left her forever.
Mother Thrushcross is very sad. She doesn't want to believe that she is just an ungrateful and heartless bird who has worked so hard to raise her eldest child.
Sweet bedtime stories between lovers model essay 3
Small snakes have no teeth and can't chew. Everything he eats goes straight into his stomach, so he has a stomach that can't hide secrets.
Every time someone sees him, he will say, "Did you eat three fruits today?"
Not funny! Little snake always feels that his stomach can't hide secrets. What a nuisance!
How can I keep a secret?
The little snake thought about it and finally thought of a good way!
The little snake ran to the rabbit's sister's house and said, "Guess what I ate today?"
"Hey, let me guess! Did you eat roses, peony flowers and wild roses today? "
"Ha ha, guess wrong! It's roses, peony flowers, and cookies in the shape of wild roses! "
"It's so fun! It's so fun! "
"Come on, let Grandpa Niu guess what the little snake ate today?"
"It's so fun! It's so fun! "
"Wow, little snake! What did you eat delicious today? It's hard to guess
"Ha ha ha!"
"It's fun, it's fun!"
Now, Little Snake can hear happy greetings from friends every day: "Little Snake, let me guess what you ate today?"
This is really fun!
Little snake likes his body best!
Sweet bedtime stories between lovers model essay 4
The orangutan's old house is small and shabby. It's uncomfortable to live in it, and it leaks in rainy days. The orangutan wants to tear down the old house and build a beautiful and strong house again, and live comfortably.
The orangutan frowned after drawing the design of the new house. How can he tear down the old house and build a new one by himself?
The orangutan had a brainwave and found monkeys, black bears and elephants, and made friends with them.
The orangutan told his friends that he would build a new house, and all his friends said they would help him build it.
With the help of monkeys, black bears and elephants, the orangutan's old house was demolished. After many days' efforts, a beautiful and strong new house was built.
Orangutans live in a spacious and comfortable new house and are happy from ear to ear all day.
One day, the monkey told the orangutan that the wall of his house had collapsed and asked him to help repair it together.
The orangutan said to the monkey, unfortunately, my hand hurts badly these days and I can't help you repair the fence. The black bear is very strong. Go and ask him for help!
A few days later, the black bear told the orangutan that he planned to build a small room next to the house and asked him to help move the wood.
The orangutan said to the black bear, unfortunately, my shoulders and arms hurt badly these days, so I can't help you carry the wood. Elephants have great strength. It is convenient for him to transport wood with his nose. Go and ask him for help!
A few days later, the elephant told the orangutan that his roof was leaking and asked him to climb up to help repair it.
The orangutan said to the elephant, unfortunately, I am dizzy these days, and I can't climb up to repair your roof. Monkeys are flexible and good at climbing. Go and ask him for help!
It rained heavily for several days. The level of the river is skying. The orangutan was as anxious as ants on hot bricks when he saw the river bank next to the new house collapsing-running around. He found the monkey, the black bear and the elephant and said anxiously, My new house is in danger. Please help your old friends to transport stones and reinforce the river bank.
The monkey said to the orangutan, when you need our help, treat us as friends. When we are in trouble, we ask you for help, but you make excuses. What kind of friend are you who only care about yourself and have no heart?
The black bear said angrily that the purpose of making friends is to use them. We won't make friends with you!
The elephant said to the orangutan: We can help you reinforce the riverbank next to the house, but you have to understand that if the purpose of making friends is just to make use of friends, then you can't have real friends!
The way to get friends is that you have to be good enough to be friends.
Sweet bedtime stories between lovers model essay 5
Little rabbit and his mother go to their hometown in the country to play.
"This flower is so beautiful that I want to take it home." Said the little rabbit. "It's not good to pick flowers secretly," mom said. "Let's take some dirt home."
"Soil is everywhere." Said the little rabbit. Mom smiled: "That's different. There are many treasures in the soil here. "
Yes, the soil downstairs is yellow, but the soil here is black and bright. The dirt is dark and bright. Is it because of the hidden treasure?
Bonnie put her head here.
A few blades of grass, broken petals, snail shells, black bugs crawling around, and a marble that I don't know who lost. Oh, and a little flower hen poop.
"Are they all treasures of the earth?" Asked little rabbit. "It's not just that." Mom said.
"I want to take some of this wonderful soil home," said Little Rabbit, digging a handful of soil under his favorite flower.
When I got home, my mother put the soil in a small flowerpot. The little rabbit kneaded the soil into a little mud pig and put it next to the flowerpot.
Every day, mother pours some water on the soil in the small flowerpot. Rabbits also sprinkle some water on mud pigs.
A few days later, green buds grew in the small flowerpot. Mother told the little rabbit that this is the bud of carrot and that is the bud of rape.
Little mud pigs also have green hair. "What kind of bud is this?" Asked little rabbit. Well, mom doesn't know either.
Bud grows up slowly, leaves are beautiful, and there is a little bud-ah, it's blossoming, and it's bunny's favorite baby!
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