To the north of the village is the famous Jingmi diversion canal. The water in the canal is crystal clear like a big mirror. If it is sunny, the water surface can reflect the shadow of blue sky and white clouds.
The water here is specially for people in Beijing, the capital. Our ancestors all cherished this canal.
Grandpa said that the water in the canal used to be used to irrigate crops, because the water resources in the upper reaches are particularly scarce now. In order to ensure the water use of the people in the capital, irrigation is not allowed now. Every time I go out to play, my grandfather tells me: Don't play in the canal, and don't throw things in it. Protect water sources.
To the south of the village is a fitness park. There are many fitness equipment, such as treadmills, chairs, slides and swings, which children like to play with, with rows of rest chairs in the middle. Villagers can sit down and have a rest and chat when they are tired of playing.
There are all kinds of flowers and trees around the park. They have different varieties, giving people different smells all year round, and making people experience the beauty of nature after the activity. To the east of the village is a wide road.
There are all kinds of vehicles running on the clean roads, such as cars, trucks and agricultural vehicles. Bus No.3 and 12 also pass here. My mother will take me to play in the city during the holiday, which is convenient.
To the west of the village is an endless field. Every busy farming season, farmers' uncles scramble to cultivate and harvest, including corn, peanuts and wheat.
Grandpa planted a piece of corn in his field. In autumn harvest, golden corn is heavy. Grandpa said that we are self-sufficient and basically eat pollution-free green food.
You can also sell food that you can't eat. This land, like my mother, has been dedicated to us selflessly all the year round.
This is my hometown, and I love her.
The roads in the town are criss-crossing, and the traffic is busy. There are many pedestrians and vehicles coming and going, and bicycles have become everyone's favorite means of transportation.
A bicycle has two wheels, also called a bicycle. As long as you do it and master the balance, anyone can ride it. From a distance, it looks like a galloping horse. Some people humorously call bicycles "horse bones". Riding for a while, the speed is getting faster and faster, running like a cheetah.
Sitting on a bicycle, the seat is not soft at all, but quite comfortable. Riding a bike through the streets and chatting with people you know is very happy, but you must pay attention to safety!
Anyone who rides a bike has good skills. On the street where cars are coming and going, there is no hurry and the balance is "6+ 1"! No matter how many pedestrians and vehicles are crowded, they can "drill" through like gophers. Moreover, some people can ride with one hand, while others can even cross obstacles without hands! This is enviable.
Some young people go to work by bike with folders. The teacher who worked all day rode his bike home to rest. Entertainment lovers hummed a ditty and rode bicycles to "karaoke" to eliminate the fatigue of the day. The old man took a birdcage and a pipe and rode a bicycle to the wild for fun. Some children go to the library to read books by bike with their schoolbags on their backs after school.
It was dark, and people who had worked all day rode their bikes home. The bicycles in the carport quickly dispersed and disappeared into the road. The streets and alleys gradually quieted down. In the sky, the moon is shining brightly and the stars are blinking playfully. The car stopped in the carport again, and silence enveloped the whole town. It gradually fell asleep.
I get pleasure from reading by imitating the composition.
Looking at the sea of books, the smoke is vast.
Books are the most respectable teachers, knowing everything from ancient times to the present, knowing astronomy above and geography below. From his talk, I can appreciate Jing Ke's tragic, Du Fu's patriotic, Su Shi's bold and unconstrained, and Li Qingzhao's graceful and restrained. I would like to listen to its teachings, wash my mind and grow.
Books are the most understanding friends. In his mind, time has no boundaries and space has no distance. Open the pages soaked with ink, and the past scenes flow through your fingers. Between the lines, I can understand Liu Yong's "Yang Liuan, the breeze and the waning moon", "I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves, and the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide"; If you can appreciate Qin Guan's "long-lasting love is still in the morning and evening"; We can see what Laozi said: "The world is not weaker than water, but the first attack is stronger." What did you say?/Sorry? What did you say?/Sorry? What did you say?/Sorry? What did you say?/Sorry?
The book is strict father's loving mother. When you are frustrated, you will feel "all kinds of customs, who to talk to"; When you are sad, you will feel "holding hands and looking at each other with tears, but you are speechless"; When you are disappointed, you will know that "the beard is not extinct, the temples are autumn first, and the tears are empty." Who knows in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and my body is old in Cangzhou. When you walk through the feelings and thoughts of your predecessors, you will inevitably throw your sadness out of the clouds, just like hearing the gentle words of a loving mother. However, when you are carried away by humiliation, you will be like strict father: "not indifferent, not quiet, not far away", "assembled, then declined, and finally exhausted". Cultivate sentiment and cultivate self-cultivation. Books are like loving mothers in strict father, illuminating the road of life.
Therefore, I am happy to read.
I am infatuated with my afternoon tea time. The sun shines warmly in every dark corner, and the whole room is filled with the smell of the sun. Sit in danger, with a pot of fragrant Biluochun at hand, pick up a book. The next thing, I can be oblivious. Whenever I read something sad, I will occasionally be filled with indignation and occasionally cry alone. Intermittent distance, only to find that the eyes are full of the vast night sky, traffic. ...
Therefore, reading is my pleasure.
Reading is an irresistible pleasure for me.
4. How to imitate the life of composition primary school
It's as if six years have passed inadvertently with a flick of a finger. Life has passed like running water, and primary school life has come to an end.
My primary school life is like a suite, stepping on the ever-changing black keys white key, sonorous trumpet, heroic shepherd's flute, sonorous quartet of violin and urgent and deep notes of cello.
Primary school life is red and full of * * *. When I first arrived here, I felt fresh about everything around me and the new team was full of energy. The teacher's innovative teaching makes us feel refreshed, and the young dolls of the students always have smiles on their faces. In the face of that kind of relaxation, my troubles and worries seem so small. Although the exam is not ideal, I think there will be many exams in the future and plenty of opportunities to prove myself.
After studying for six years, I really realized the importance of time. Looking back now, time is simply a flood, which makes you panic. Get up in a hurry every day, finish everything in a hurry, and go to school in a hurry. Everything is a quick shot.
The pain of trudging in the ocean of learning is also the joy after getting good grades. How many times have you tasted the pain of failure before you get the joy of success? But it is this bitterness and joy that makes every step on the road firm and meaningful. Primary school life is "dark", but there are also birds and flowers; Primary school life is very bitter, but more is the innocence of teenagers. ...
5. Imitating the article is a way to imitate the model essay practice. Imitation is an important means of combining reading with composition, and it is also an effective way to master writing quickly. Imitation is to read, digest and absorb the model essay as a composition, and then imitate the helpful content in the model essay according to the specific requirements of your own practice. When we do imitation writing exercises, we can start from the following aspects: First, imitate the topic of the composition. The topic is the eyes of the article, and a good composition topic itself is very attractive. Second, imitate the genre of the article. The articles we have read include fairy tales, fables, narratives, expositions, thoughts after reading, poems, letters, diaries and various practical articles. Different genres have different ways of writing through imitation. Imitate narrative methods. Common narrative methods include time sequence, event sequence, orientation sequence and so on. And sequence, flashback and interpolation, which can be imitated according to your own practice needs. Fourth, imitate the structural method. Some articles are total score structure, others are total score structure, including the details of the article, the methods of beginning and ending, etc. , can be appropriately imitated. Fifth, imitate the expression. Composition. Such as metaphor, personification, symbol, dynamic and static combination, scene description and so on. Can be imitated. Of course, there are many aspects that can be imitated. As long as you read more books at ordinary times, you can do it according to your work needs. But imitation is not the ultimate goal, the purpose is to use it flexibly through imitation practice. .
6. Imitation composition should have the original text: the east wind of spring is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.
The tender green grass crawled out of the ground. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees.
Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you. They are all full of flowers. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow.
Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around.
Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like stars, still blinking. "Blow your face and chill the breeze" is good, like a mother's hand touching you. There is a smell of newly dug soil in the wind, mixed with the smell of grass and various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air.
Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Call friends to show off her crisp voice and sing tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water. The shepherd boy's piccolo on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset.
You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes.
At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats.
Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground.
Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing.
"A year's plan lies in spring", which has just begun, some are kung fu and some are hope. Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.
1, autumn is looking forward to, looking forward to, the leaves have fallen, and the footsteps of autumn are near. Everything seems to have just attended a grand party, and I packed my gorgeous clothes with a little tiredness.
The water is cold, the sun's face is getting redder and redder, but the temperature is getting lower and lower. Instead, the mountains were dyed red with excitement.
Cao Er rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, stretched himself, took off his eye-catching green and lay down comfortably. Looking up, those tall trees, like gentle mothers, shook off a lot of golden leaves, covered the grass, and did not forget to leave some nests to cover the birds on the branches.
At this time, the birds have packed their bags and discussed the plan to go south. Finally, after their discussion, they entrusted the bird's nest to the tree and left with a sad song.
And their beautiful songs, accompanied by the autumn wind, spread far and far. Autumn wind is different from the breeze blowing on willow trees. I prefer to think of it as a tall and burly general. He rode a horse and ran across the vast land, rolling up a burst of coolness, so that insects rushed into the ground and people quickly wrapped up thick wool scarves.
Seeing this scene, he proudly sounded the assembly number of victory. It's getting dark, there are few people on the ground, and everyone is in a hurry.
Now, people are lying in bed with a big cup of hot tea to save money for next year's work. 2, autumn is looking forward to, looking forward to, the harvest is good, and the footsteps of autumn are near.
Everything is ripe, sorghum blushes, wheat limbs turn yellow, and eggplant turns purple. Maple leaves turn red, like a shy girl's face, especially beautifully dressed.
The geese are flying south, and the neat and beautiful formation is pleasing to the eye. One of the most important characteristics of autumn is harvest, with apples, pears, grapes and hawthorn.
Everyone can't wait to open their arms, as if to say, "Pick me first! Pick me first! " Persimmon, eggplant, cabbage and radish are all welcoming the arrival of autumn, and farmers' faces are also blooming with flower-like smiles.
Autumn is like a baby, babbling in its mother's arms. Autumn is like a woman, full of joy to harvest the fruits of sweat.
Autumn is like an old man, kindly telling those old stories. 3, autumn is looking forward to, looking forward to, with flocks of geese flying south, the footsteps of autumn are approaching.
Everything is sunny. The fruit is ripe, the autumn insects chirp, and the weather is cold.
The grass secretly hung its head like an old man. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees.
There are many people in the fitness area behind our school. Some play Tai Ji Chuan, some play chess, and some kick shuttlecock. This is a colorful picture of life in autumn. Buttonwood, paulownia, ginkgo, willow, you won't let me, I won't let you, leaves are falling from the trees.
Pieces of golden leaves dance like butterflies, and the road is covered with golden leaves, like a golden road, leading people to a golden tomorrow and a golden future. The flowers in the flower bed have withered, and only a few Chinese rose flowers are in bloom.
When I close my eyes, it seems that there are colorful Chinese rose flowers in the flower bed in summer, which gives people beautiful enjoyment. Autumn comes to the orchard and the grapes are ripe, like a purple necklace.
The golden banana, hanging on the tree, looks like the yellow moon. Not to be outdone, grapefruit held its head high in the tree.
Autumn, like a mature woman, enriches farmers' income. Autumn is like a patient old man, she waits.
4, autumn is looking forward to, looking forward to, the hot summer has finally passed, and the footsteps of autumn are approaching. Autumn is crisp and the sky is high and the clouds are light.
Fruits are ripe, crickets are chirping and the weather is cool. Grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green.
In the garden, in the field. Look at that.
7. Ask for a composition that can be imitated. Lin's Ode to Tofu
Where there are China people, there is tofu. It is not suitable to use meat and vegetables as soup and dishes. Bitter, sweet, sour, whatever. "It is white, it is visual beauty; It is soft, which is the beauty of touch; It is fragrant and light, and it is the beauty of taste. " Meng Yao, a female writer, said: "It can be cooked with all kinds of food, absorb all the strength and combine beauty with taste;" It can also be sui generis, but it has an unforgettable attraction. "
Tofu can be mixed with all kinds of bright colors and strange smells, which can make cherries redder, fungus darker and spinach greener. It is closely related to ham, shad, bamboo shoots, mushrooms, oxtail, sheep offal, chicken blood and pig brain. When you are busy or have a bad appetite, it is very delicious to cook tofu with tofu, preserved eggs with tofu and shallots with tofu. If time permits, make a good Mapo tofu, either spicy or hot, or make a home-cooked tofu fried brown on both sides, or make a tofu baked with edamame. It's green, green, white and white, and the color alone makes people intoxicated. If you just want a bowl of steamed white rice, isn't it an endless experience? Like Sun, it has changed seventy-two times, but proudly maintains its ontology.
There is a proverb in Jiangsu: "Eating meat is better than eating tofu, which saves money and nourishes." The protein content of tofu is half that of beef and pork, but the price is much cheaper. The fat of tofu is vegetable, which is different from the animal fat contained in meat. Eating it will not cause arteriosclerosis, heart disease and other diseases. No wonder many people say that tofu is' vegetable meat'. Because it contains a very small amount of carbohydrates, it is also suitable for people who lose weight. Tofu has the same calcium content as milk, which is especially suitable for pregnant women and developing babies.
Empress Dowager Cixi has the ability to stay in Yan, swallowing pearls and eating jade every day. According to folklore, the royal chef has forty-nine steaming pots, and each pot is filled with tofu inlaid with pearls, which can be steamed in forty-nine days. Forty-nine pots are steamed in turn, and Empress Dowager Cixi can eat nourishing and nourishing "pearl tofu" every day.
Jojo's stinky tofu is widely known, and its name is also widely circulated. Anyone who knows a female shopkeeper always tries his best to visit relatives just to taste her tofu. Newcomers are guests, how can we push them out one by one? So Jojo opened a shop as a melting pot. Sister-in-law chops meat and cooks, and sister-in-law cleans the table and washes the dishes. It was thirty years of Guangxu. They are busy 14 hours every day, year after year. Because of overwork, their aunts died one after another, but Mapo tofu has become a famous dish in Sichuan!
8. Wind [imitation wind composition 150 words] No one has ever seen the wind, let alone you and me, imitation wind composition 150 words.
But (the young pioneers' red scarf fluttered around their necks)
At that time, we knew that the composition of the first grade of primary school was "wind imitation composition 150 words"
No one has seen the wind, let alone me and you.
But (the five-star red flag is flying, and we know Feng Gu.
Mom is coming to dance.
No one has seen the wind, let alone me and you.
But when (Sister Wicker bends down and swings) we
I know (the wind is coming).
9. The teacher cried and wrote a 400-word imitation composition. I can't believe that the serious and generous English teacher in the past actually cried, so sad and sad.
In English class, the teacher carefully taught us not to go astray, and then wrote four words on the blackboard: trust our parents. Silently walked to the wastebasket, I pricked up my ears and stared at the teacher who was sobbing silently. My tears fell with the teacher's tears, and the road turned around. It turned out that she was crying, too. I looked at her with tears in my eyes. One day as a teacher, life as a mother, our feelings for teachers are wider than the sea. The teacher sobbed louder and louder, and our sobbing changed with the teacher's sobbing, and everyone cried.
Suddenly, a classmate ran forward and gave the teacher a paper towel, and the applause continued. The teacher was moved to cry even more.
Over time, the teacher changed from sobbing to crying. She is like a child, like a naive child. I was suddenly surprised. My father said that the teacher's mother was angry with the teacher. For a moment, she went astray and refused to listen to her mother's advice. Finally, her mother drank medicine and died. I can't help myself. I wish I could go into the teacher's heart to comfort her. Teacher, don't be sad, let bygones be bygones! Why think about it again? There will be a better tomorrow waiting for you. This is a sentence you often say, don't you forget?
English teacher, I say to you on behalf of the whole class: "We won't go astray! We will remember your suggestion!