The willow in the evening breeze said to the lotus under the waning moon:
"The sun has risen, are you awake?
Why are there clear tears in your budding eyes? "
"He is my tears of fear and sadness last night.
And I'm crying with joy at the moment. "
"What are you afraid of? What are you sad about? "
"ah! The darkness of the night, the coldness and humidity in the sludge! "
"Don't you see the beauty of the night?"
"My tearful eyes and sad heart,
At dusk, I am deeply hidden in the dark dream of green leaves. "
"At night, there is a garden made of stars, in which there is a moon god wandering, a cowherd and a weaver girl in love, a nightingale singing and flowers around. Why don't you come from the curtain of green leaves to the curtain of blue night! "
Water lotus said, "ah! Yes! "
When the sun goes down and the moon rises, the poor water lotus stands in the dark with a sad heart and tearful eyes.
2. Watch the tide and imitate the composition of the lotus pond. The ancient lotus pond is one of the famous ancient gardens in China. As soon as I entered the gate, the first thing I saw was a rockery. In the middle of the archway behind the fake door is written "Ancient Lotus Pond", as if welcoming guests here.
There is a row of black stone tablets on the right side of the gate, and the words on the stone tablets are written by famous calligraphers of past dynasties. Go further and you will see a white zigzag bridge. Cross the zigzag bridge and you will come to the pavilion in the water. The pavilion has eight corners, and lovely wind chimes are hung on each corner. As long as the wind mother-in-law blows gently, the small wind chimes will make a pleasant sound. There are six pillars around the pavilion, all of which are connected together. Travellers can sit on it and have a rest or look at the distant scenery.
I entered the pavilion and found it spacious and cool. There are many patterns on the pavilion, and the structure is very fine. There is not a nail in the whole pavilion. This shows the wisdom and talent of the ancient people.
Standing in the Shuige, I saw many lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the lotus pond. There is a national famous library walking back from Shuige.
The lotus pond is beautiful, the water is beautiful and the scenery is beautiful. I am proud that my hometown has such beautiful scenery.
Write a 400-word composition with willows, grass, flowers, streams, small animals and people. Today, I went to grandma's field to look for the footprints left by spring.
From a distance, the fields are yellow, and it seems that it is not the spring when a hundred flowers blossom and everything recovers. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I found a field full of rape blossoms in the distance. Golden rape blossoms filled the whole vast land with spring.
I can't help but rush to the rape flower, thinking about wandering in the golden sea of flowers. A gust of east wind blew, and the fragrant flowers suddenly came to the nose. I can't help being intoxicated by them. Who can resist such fragrant flowers?
Approaching, I can clearly see their graceful posture. Standing in the field, it seems that there is a beautiful girl showing her beautiful figure to others. A gust of wind blew and she began to dance again. It's beautiful beyond description.
Ah! It turns out that rape fields are the footprints left by spring, and spring is around us.
4. Imitate the composition "Discovery is inseparable from careful observation" in Changzhou City, Jiangsu Province. I am eager to sprout, but I didn't find her girlish beauty, which also brought leaves and fresh breath. The sun fell shyly on her shoulders, and the dedication of the leaves was beautifully combed in the breeze. If there is spring again, the children will be ecstatic and beautiful under the elaborate dress in spring. Affectionate lotus flowers bloom beautifully. But you have no regrets, and summer suddenly comes. I didn't stop for a minute by the pool, but; Another golden autumn.
I asked God to give me a pair of beautiful eyes. The leaves in Tian Tian have been restored. Qiu Lian opened Tian Tian's umbrella, and her existence was silent. So many crystal dewdrops are heartbreaking behind me and at my feet. In the colorful dream, I didn't find her purity and sadness.
Autumn dew heart
The vigorous summer is over, she holds him with loving arms, and she appears in the night. Looking back, she is the fairy queen in fairy tales. Autumn comes quietly with treasures. She is covered with spring scenery, full of rice and stepping on fallen leaves. I passed through her body, but it brought the warmest hope to the farmers. In the works of immigrants, she is eternal sacred and pure.
Unfortunately, I don't want too much praise, so many beautiful women are drowned at the end of time because of lack of discovery. ...
Yangliuzi
Spring day.
Rippling moat, she contains; In midsummer, it evokes the philosopher's meditation in silence. ...
She flew away, and Ye abided by the honor of classicism and took the lotus with her. I will look up to the soul of Snow White.
Snow white's soul
She is an angel who accidentally fell into the world, protecting the lotus shade and sunshine in your affection; It is another silver winter. She reflected cold light.
Unfortunately, it is the essence of the world and the sublimation of the soul. Then, the sun hides willows.
She is too young. Lotus reflects sunlight in different ways. "The annual rings in the windy year mesh with each other, and I will throw myself into the arms of willow trees. She just wants to dedicate her love silently, clean up the leaves' deep affection for the lotus, and miss the enchanting lotus.
Still sleeping, the willows on the shore are covered with soft hair. She moistens the mottled leaves in the autumn wind.
Dew, I pass like the wind; She is used to silence.
Snow, so I forgot to look at you.
Unfortunately, I will praise the harmony of lotus leaves; Practice in the soil, a pool of clear water, hold it in your arms, and the soft wind will rise again.
Lotus leaf affection
"Lotus leaf is infinitely beautiful, but it is so great. Dance in the world is beautiful, but it is in a hurry. I want to stay, I walk in the jungle, I will listen to the voice of Qiulu, but I have never found and ignored her mother's tenderness; She is not harsh, but when the sun is hot, the footsteps of the four seasons pass by again.