The color of happiness 1 Happiness has colors, just like colorful flowers in full bloom in the world. -inscription
Happiness is green. Just like willows rooted on the river bank, in that long winter, their roots are deeply rooted in the soil, trying to absorb the nutrients of the soil, while the bare branches are as high as possible, absorbing the energy emitted by the sun, just for the birth of new life in the next spring. Look at that touch of new green, there is green in yellow and yellow in green; Soft, delicate and furry edges appear on the branches. There is also the grass that "the wildfire didn't completely devour them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze". After a spring rain, those grasses climbed out of the ground, adding the most pleasing colors to the earth. And those wheat seedlings, covered and baptized by heavy snow in winter, become more robust in spring. I seem to see the smile on the old farmer's face leaning against the door. "A year's plan lies in spring." Those green plants are the hope of his harvest in one season. And the olive green in this earthquake. When the soldiers who rescued the disaster area saw the olive green, the people in the disaster area saw the hope of survival. Happiness, so green, makes people want to have a heart full of vitality, vitality and hope.
Happiness, red, means that when a disaster occurs, the people of the whole country unite as one, and in the spirit of "one party is in trouble, all parties support", they continue to dedicate their ardent hearts to the people in the disaster area. Look at the long line in front of the donation box. Look at the blood bag on the blood collection vehicle. Look at those volunteers who are busy in the disaster area. Everyone has the money to pay, make great efforts, and deliver the materials needed in the disaster area quickly in the shortest time with the fastest speed. The disaster relief funds needed to rebuild their homes after the disaster are also being remitted to the disaster area. "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will make every effort." "How difficult it is for the country to be rich and strong." I saw grandpa Wen's firm heart, never giving up, worrying about the country and the people. I really hope that our 654.38+03 billion red hearts can bring warmth to the people in the disaster area, heal their pain and build a road base for them to go home. Happiness, so hot, makes people want to have a warm and sincere heart.
Happiness, it is blue, like the vast sky, which contains thousands of beautiful things in Qian Qian; Like the vast sea, it is magnificent but all-encompassing. You see, under the clear sky in Wan Li, there is a blue sky. Blue will blind you. Let your heart become a bird or an eagle, flapping its wings freely, soaring in the blue sky, shining with sunshine, and flying with white clouds to the irrelevant blue sky. Another example is the blue sea, which is bottomless and endless. With its broad and broad mind, the sea has accepted the world's frolicters, let them fight the wind in their arms and rise with the sun and the moon in their arms. I think in the future, people in disaster areas will definitely feel this blue color. Happiness, so blue, makes people want to have a broad, broad and free heart.
The Color of Happiness Excellent Composition 2 Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple constitute a colorful life. Everyone has his own happy color, and my happy color is green.
Perhaps, you will think that the green that makes me happy is too ordinary. It exists in any street and alley, and everywhere you look.
Perhaps, you will think that the green that makes me happy is too corny. Few people wear green clothes except soldiers.
But this green is the first color I saw when I was born. Since then, this green has accompanied me for a long, long way.
I am so familiar with it that I will feel safe and happy when I see it.
I was born in a military camp, and my green eyes intoxicated me. I lie in the embrace of green, singing songs that can only be understood by holding my green. The songs I hummed at random filled them with happiness, so their faces looked so gentle. This gentle expression infected me and made me feel that I was the happiest person in the world.
I like to watch the army green coming to me in a hurry. It was far away, so I began to struggle in my mother's arms and rushed to the color that brought me infinite warmth. Green lifted me high above my head, and my laughter flew high into the sky with my green arms, so I also flew to the sky with wonderful music. ...
My happiness is far more than that. I like the shining silver stars on the army green. The stars are really beautiful. Sometimes there are three, but sometimes it becomes two. I really can't count their correct figures. But they are less, and I am taller.
I understand that Jun Green can't always be with me. Sometimes, I haven't seen you for a long time and miss you very much. When I played with all the toys, green appeared. I looked at this long-lost color strangely. He hugged me on his back and led me to play, but I was worried that when all the toys were repaired and put neatly on my toy shelf, it would make me. I struggled to catch up with the green, who kicked me. I wanted Green to stay with me forever, but I didn't. Green just hugged me tightly, kissed me hard on the face and never looked back at me again, leaving me desperately crying for him to come back. ...
So, I started playing with toys again. They are my best companions. They condensed my green hope. I hope that when they can't play anymore, green will appear in front of my eyes again. ...
In the morning, my mother always likes to cook vegetables for me. She said, "It can supplement your nutrition and make you healthy. Son, eat more. " Suddenly I feel that this green color has been with me. The colors that make me happy always surround me. ...
On the Gobi desert, a big, bad wolf came running from a distance, scaring many gathered plant sisters to stop talking at once. The dust raised by the wolf was swept away, and all the plant sisters started talking about it again. No one noticed that there was a seed falling from the wolf beside him. It's too small.
"The Flower Fairy will hold a tryout to choose the most beautiful color in the flower world!" Cactus said with a face of elders. Plant sisters rushed to sign up. "The flower fairy has a prize!" The little seed can't help whispering, how much she is looking forward to seeing the flower fairy. He leaned in carefully and asked respectfully, "Can I sign up?" When the plants saw the funny look of the little seed, they laughed. "What's your name?" Cactus looks impatient.
"My name is Yimi."
Yimi ignored other people's attitudes and began to put long roots in the sand. One day, the camel thorn passed by, "You little fellow, how come there is only one!" " Say that finish, he raised his thick roots. "Maybe he didn't make it to that day ..." Alhagi shook his head and left, and no one passed by one meter again.
Emil endured silently. For the water of life, it keeps taking root, even if the hard sand makes it ache. It remembers her mother once said that every petal of it is the most beautiful color. In this long five years, Yimi did not show off her new clothes as early as other plant sisters. She's been looking.
The audition began, and the flower fairy arrived as promised. The most weighty cactus on the Gobi Desert can't wait to unfold its "red skirt". "Look at my red skirt, this is my happiest color." The flower fairy nodded her head. The camel thorn also stepped forward, and the yellow dress unfolded for the second time. It smiled and said, "With my embellishment, there is happiness in the desert."
It's Amy's turn to play "Wow!" Everyone's eyes are lit up. "Four-color flower, this is a four-color flower!" The flower fairy couldn't help crying excitedly. Yimi proudly said, "It took me five years to save energy. It is the clear groundwater that makes my white petals, the early morning sunshine that makes my red petals, and the fine sand and sky that make my gold and light blue. "
In the applause of the plant sisters, Yimi took two lines of tears to the stage of success. At this moment, it wants to tell everyone, "Work hard for life and you will have the happiest color!" "
Color of Happiness Excellent Composition 4 Choose one of the following two topics.
(1) Title: color (write after the title is finished)
(2) Read the following materials, choose your own angle, write your own topic and write a composition.
Some people keep growing because they absolutely have the power to persist. Good at reading, willing to work hard, not only reading, but also taking notes. There must be a reason for people to grow up, and the effort and accumulation behind it must be several times that of ordinary people. So the key is yourself.
Yang Jiang
Requirements:
(1) The style is not limited, with no less than 600 words (no less than 30 lines of poetry).
② There must be no real school name or school name.
(3) the handwriting is neat.
The happy color in the model essay
I will never forget the blue in my heart-the blue that makes me happy.
I vaguely remember when I was a child. When I was a child, I always liked to eat cowhide candy wrapped in blue oil paper. Every time my father comes back from shopping in the market, he never forgets to bring me some. At that time, I will immediately put my hand into my father's pocket and find the blue sugar that I am happy to suck. Happiness is the blue of that kind of candy.
Grow up, I should go to school. Once, on my way to school, I competed with other small students who had the courage to walk barefoot across the smooth wooden bridge. I fell into a small ditch because of my gluttony, and I was soaked through. I immediately raised my schoolbag and saw that the outer wall of the schoolbag was soaked. I quickly read the books in the reading bag. When a Chinese book was finished, my friends immediately picked me up and accompanied me home. That one is covered in mud and beyond recognition. I changed my clothes and went back to school. The Chinese teacher asked me where the Chinese book was. I am on the horns of a dilemma. At this moment, my partner handed me a Chinese book with a blue cover, but he used my muddy Chinese book. I am very touched. Happiness is the blue of that Chinese book.
When I grew up and went to junior high school, the blue and happy touch haunted me all the time, taking root and sprouting around me and growing leaves. I don't go home until Saturday. Every time I go home, grandma always uses that small blue ceramic bowl to fill me with a bowl full of meat, so that I can supplement my nutrition. I have a small blue bowl in my hand and a delicious stew in my mouth. It's so cozy and happy! Students in the class sometimes go for an outing on Saturday to relax. We walked together on the green Yuan Ye, lying on the green lawn, looking up at the endless blue sky and white clouds. Not to mention how happy we are.
Blue is a symbol of hope and happiness, a symbol of perfect and comfortable blue, because with you by my side, I can become happier, more confident, brighter and move towards a happy tomorrow forever.
I walked past the bustling market as usual, and the lights all over the street dazzled me. I wonder, what is the color of happiness? There are so many colors in the street, but there is no answer I want. Suddenly, a sea of powder appeared before my eyes; Looking at it, it is a pink coat, which is eye-catching and dazzling. I seem to remember that day, and my heart suddenly became very warm and happy, because that day ...
It's a sunny afternoon. Of course, it's sunny, but it's cold. When we went to PE class, we managed to finish thirty sit-ups. I rubbed my waist and was about to stand up, just like others wrote-I twisted my foot ... but nobody paid attention to me, and everything didn't matter. I shook my head and sighed. Alas ... today's classmates are really unreliable! I stood up, rubbed my feet and looked up at the sky. I didn't expect god to do tricks soon. The warm days have become very cruel in my eyes. Of course, in my eyes, it is endless cold, but in the eyes of others, it is a hard-won warmth in the cold winter. Alas, pity my little sapling trembling in the wind. ...
I have some regrets. Why do you want to save face? Everyone has at least three clothes, and I am the only one wearing a thin school uniform and coat. However, if I had known this, why should I know it? Blame those heartless guys! When I was shivering in the cold wind in winter, my good friend suddenly came over and said, "Xiaorou, are you okay?" You are like a sapling in the wind. Are you all right? " When I finished the cause and effect, he looked at me sympathetically and sighed, "Xiaorou, no way, such a small opportunity happened to you ... I will give you my coat to make you less miserable here." Before I could say anything, he took off his pink coat and threw it on me. He quickly said, "Xiaorou, don't go!" " "Then he ran away.
I looked at her back and wondered if she would leave me alone, but it didn't disappoint me. After a while, she ran back, but not empty-handed, holding a bottle of' lion oil' and cotton in one hand, and happily ran to my side, pressing me on the mat on the ground and rubbing my feet. She looked at me and said, "She looked at me and nagged." Such a weak body, you should pay attention in the future! Alas ..... put on more clothes in the future, it's not good all the time ... "I looked at her movements, and my heart seemed to flow with a heat flow.
I haven't seen Ran Ran since. The next day she transferred to another school. ...
When I got home, I found the pink coat, and I suddenly remembered what happened that day, as if I could remember it vividly. I seem to understand something, and finally know that the color of happiness is pink, just like a kind heart. ...
The color of happiness: excellent composition 6 In the morning, God sat in his seat, and he stared seriously at a pure angel kneeling in front of him. The pure angel looked at the ground with tears in his eyes. God suddenly stood up, walked up to the angel and said, "You have great courage, and you have violated heaven, but in order to be a pure angel, I will punish you for coming to earth!" " The angel looked at God and asked, "What do you want?" God smiled and said, "Go find happiness and tell me the color of happiness, otherwise, you will only die." Go down, the time is two days! "Say that finish, the angel looked at his falling body and shook his head helplessly.
When the angel woke up, he found himself beside the so-called road on the earth. The noise of cars coming and going makes the angel fidgety. He looked around and found a pupil carrying a schoolbag bigger than his head and wearing thick glasses coming towards her. The angel rushed forward and stopped the little boy. He asked eagerly, "Do you know what happiness is? What color is it? " "Happiness is to be admitted to a good high school and then go to a good one. University, well, happiness is as black as a doctor's suit! " With that, the little boy hurried away.
The angel shook his head doubtfully and walked on. Suddenly, a man knocked down an angel, and he helped him up. Watching the angel's pure white clothes get dirty. He quickly took out his wallet and prepared to give money. The angel looked at his strange movements and quickly asked, "What are you doing?" The man said impatiently, "Here's your money, buy a dress, I'm in a hurry!" " The angel said, "I don't want money." Just tell me what happiness is and what color it is. "The man looked at the angel with strange eyes and said," Happiness means making a lot of money, and happiness is golden yellow. "
In the following time, the angel asked all kinds of people. Some people say that happiness is the red color of love and romance. Some people say that happiness is freedom, an eclectic sky blue; Others say that happiness is affection, and pink protects tenderness. Everyone's answer is different. The angel looked at the darker sky and said sadly, "What color are you happy?"
In heaven, God looked at the angel and asked, "Have you found it? What is happiness? What color is it? " The angel dried the tears on his face and said, "Everyone's happiness is different and embedded in everyone's own heart, so everyone has his own unique color of happiness, and the real color of happiness is created by everyone with his own heartbeat."
Hearing this, God smiled and walked away. ...
Happiness is in your heart, and the color of happiness is adjusted with your heart!
The Color of Happiness Excellent Composition 7 Happiness is colorless. If it has color, it must be colorful. In my eyes, happiness is colorful, red like flowers, white like chalk, blue like eggs and yellow like eggs. ......
On my way to school, I saw flowers smiling at me. Maybe the color of happiness is red like a flower at this time.
In class, the teacher wrote on the blackboard with white chalk and told us the text again. Maybe the color of happiness at this time is as white as chalk.
At noon, the aunt in the canteen took a gray spoon to cook for us. Maybe the color of happiness at this time is gray like a spoon.
Every morning, you can see a hardworking figure busy, that is my grandmother. Seriously, as long as I can remember, I have never got up earlier than my grandmother. I also told her to sleep more, but she always said she was used to it and couldn't change it.
I came down from the second floor, brushed my teeth and washed my face. I skillfully walked into the kitchen and filled myself with a bowl of hot egg porridge that had been cooked for a long time. My grandmother seemed to know that I was up, so she went to heat it for me. I drank the egg porridge carefully made by my grandmother. At this time, the color of happiness is as yellow as an egg.
As usual, the bell rang. After school, I packed my schoolbag in a hurry. In order to go home early and eat delicious meat and vegetables, I flew home and found that I didn't bring my Chinese homework back when I got home. Before going home, my deskmate reminded me to remember to bring all my homework back, but I didn't listen. This is very wrong. I'm already thinking about how to explain to the Chinese teacher tomorrow. I don't have an exercise book at home, so I can't show my skills if I want to write. I wandered anxiously at the door of the room, unable to settle down and do other homework. I had to sit on the floor against the door and think anxiously about what to do. I have to confess to the teacher in advance, but I dare not. I tried my best to control my trembling hands and wanted to call the teacher. At this moment.
"ding! Hey! "
"ding! Hey! "
The doorbell rang at home, so I went to answer it. As soon as the door opened, a familiar voice came, "Are you there? I brought back the exercise book you forgot. " I rubbed my eyes and pulled my ears. I still can't believe someone helped me get my homework back. It's my deskmate.
I quickly let him in and sit down. He said he would go home and do his homework. "Thank you!" After I thanked him, he left, but when he left, he left a blue exercise book.
If happiness is colored, it must be blue at this time, as clear as the ocean, as vast as the sky and as deep as space. ......