This reminds me of the disputes in the world now. From the Second World War to the Gulf War, from the Iraqi hostage incident to Bhutto's assassination, people are killing each other for insatiable desires. They all live on the same earth. Why can't they live in peace? Breathing together under a blue sky, why can't we be peaceful? Isn't it enough that nature has given us so many rich products?
I have a good wish: under the blue sky, people forget hatred and bad feelings, laugh and play on the grassland, lend a helping hand when others are in trouble, stand up when others are in danger, get along well, unite and help each other, and enjoy harmony and peace. Natural disasters are inevitable, man-made disasters can be eliminated, people need a warm home, everything on earth needs a beautiful environment, the earth needs survival and the world needs peace!
Draw a picture and write a composition with dad.
More sympathy, more care, you will be happier.
When others are hungry, we give them a loaf of bread. When others are sad, we give them a happy fruit.
The world needs sympathy and care.
I read an article called "Band-Aid for the Mind" today, and I benefited a lot.
This article is about Susie's neighbor, Mrs. Smith. She lost her daughter and was very sad.
Compassionate Susie seriously thought about this problem. A few minutes later, Susie knocked on Mrs Smith's door. "I'm very sorry to hear that you lost your daughter. This is for your broken heart.
"Susie said and handed Mrs Smith a band-aid.
Mrs Smith was moved to tears and accepted Susie's band-aid. Every time she looks at it, her heart will heal a little.
Yes, a small band-aid, but it's full of Susie and Smith.
The first volume of the fifth grade Unit 4 Look at the picture and write a composition.
On that day, the sun was shining, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and birds were singing in the shade from time to time. The red sun shines on the body, which is warm. Li Minghe lin li walked together on the way to school. The cobblestone path is particularly comfortable to walk on. Not far from the park, there is an exquisite trash can. People like to throw rubbish into it. From a distance, there is a pile of black things next to the trash can. Li Minghe lin li walked over. It turned out to be some rubbish. How damaging the image of the roadside! This is not good for the environment! That man has no conscience! Lin li thought for a moment and said to Li Ming, "Li Ming, please write a note and stick it on the trash can. I'll be responsible for throwing these rubbish into the trash can, okay? " Li Ming nodded without hesitation. After that, Li Ming took out a piece of paper and a pen from his schoolbag and began to write on the ground. Of course, lin li took the garbage to their "home" trash can with his little hand! Ten minutes later, everything became better. There is no rubbish beside the trash can. There is also a note on the trash can. It says: civilization is only one step away! Li Minghe lin li has left. There is a faint noise on the trash can. Are you thanking them? I think it must be! Yes! Civilization is only one step away! There are many such examples in our life. As long as we pay more attention, we will make nature greener and more beautiful! Nature needs us to maintain! Come on! Friends!
From the inside. Are all the cartoon pictures used in English composition for postgraduate entrance examination drawn now? ...
Although jasmine is not as gorgeous as peony, romantic as rose and charming as lily, it is full of simple beauty.
I used to grow a pot of jasmine upstairs. In its blooming season, I go upstairs every morning to see if it is in full bloom and how many flowers have bloomed and withered.
The more I drive, the happier I am.
If I wither more, I will be more depressed and even feel particularly depressed.
And I have been worried: I didn't manage it well? Every jasmine flower is pure and beautiful Snow White.
She is not coquettish, she has always had a kind heart.
The whole body is pure and flawless, without any filth.
Jasmine flowers like to bloom quietly at night and never stand out.
Her bloom is silent, because it is afraid of waking the sleeping people and scratching their dreams.
Late at night, there are stars in the sky. It stretches itself quietly, slowly and gently.
At the moment when the sun is above the horizon in the morning, it welcomes the rising of the morning sun with the most beautiful posture and the brightest smile, and releases the fragrance of the whole body, giving people a fresh morning, refreshing and refreshing, and giving a good start to a brand-new day. People can't help but sigh: "How wonderful life is!"
There is a picture of the fourth grade in the true composition about birds.
In the morning, I stood at the window breathing fresh air, and I stretched out my hand and bent down from time to time.
Suddenly, a bird flew by and landed on the window.
I feel very curious.
So, I want to get close to it and play with it.
I approached it quietly and tried to touch it with my hand.
At this time, I think the bird will fly away soon.
So, I want to retract my hand.
Gee, it is strange that the bird didn't fly away.
So, I casually stroked its feathers with my hands.
It still hasn't flown away.
When I stroked its feathers, it began to tremble all over.
He pecked my hand with his small mouth from time to time.
Later, it saw that I meant nothing to it, so it leaned over to me.
Ah, what a lovely bird! What an interesting bird! I looked at it and it looked at me. The bird's eyes are full of longing and begging.
How it needs my help! I saw it in the bird's eyes.
So, I took a closer look.
Found the bird injured.
I rushed into the house to find something to wrap it up and find some food to feed it.
However, when I returned to the window with gauze, medicine and food, the bird had disappeared.
On the window, I can't see anymore! On the windowsill, there was only a drop of blood, a drop of deep red blood ... At this moment, I looked around and didn't see the bird.
I think the bird must have flown back to its nest to seek help from its partner, or maybe it wants to overcome its pain by itself.
What a strong bird it is! On this day, I was not even in the mood to play, and I missed this strong bird all day.
An essay entitled "The Joy of Painting", about 450 words.
My road to painting I have a special feeling for painting since I was a child.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, my mother asked me what I wanted to learn. I said without hesitation, "I want to learn to draw."
"So, I have an indissoluble bond with painting.
Drawing not only brings me fun, but also brings me comfort like a good friend.
When I am happy, I use crayons to show my joy; When I am unhappy, I will draw my troubles.
Painting has become an indispensable part of my life.
Painting has a unique charm.
I like comics and gouache very much.
Especially cartoon characters, have always been my passion.
Although there is no teacher's guidance, I have been working hard on my own to draw cartoon characters better.
I have used many sketchbooks since I started drawing cartoons. Now, when I turn them out, they have different tastes. Although it was not very good before, every painting reflects my love for painting.
As we all know, the level of Japanese comics is excellent. Although I hate the Japanese, I really admire their comic level.
After having a computer at home, I found some Japanese cartoons on the Internet and copied them myself. Over time, my level has also improved a lot.
Not only comics, but also other things I like very much.
When I was in primary school, I always took painting classes on weekends and took several grade exams. I have always treasured one certificate after another.
One of my sisters also likes drawing very much.
On the white wall of her room, you can see her paintings-that was when she 10 was in her teens, regardless of her mother's opposition, she insisted on painting the most beautiful things on her wall. Her rough and bold lines made me deeply realize her love for painting, so I had the same topic with her.
Besides, I also like fashion design and home decoration.
They all gave me beautiful enjoyment.
I have a sketch book, especially for designing clothes. Sometimes I draw a few pairs, so I show them to my sister and ask her to give me some advice.
I think painting is a very elegant art, which can cultivate people's sentiments.
It will accompany me now, I believe, in the future, and painting will accompany me all my life.
Because, I have unique feelings for it.
I studied electronic organ, guzheng, calligraphy and so on before, but I didn't stick to it. I only kept painting for nearly 10 years. This feeling can only be understood, but not expressed.
I am very happy, and painting can accompany me at any time.
In any case, I won't give up painting.
Remember a poetry contest and write a composition.
//cq.xinhua/news/2008-04/08/content _12901684 Figure ①: Yan Liu of Quewenhao.
Figure 2: Hu Yi's work "Mountain Walk".
Figure 3: Cao Yangxi's work "Emei Mountain Moon Song".
Figure 4: Wan Qiya's work "Jueju".
Reporter Lu "Goose, Goose, Goose, Think ..." Wang Yiwen, a second-grade student of Yanghe Garden Experimental Primary School in Jiangbei District, shook his head and recited the ancient poem Goose.
"It becomes very interesting to recite ancient poems and think about my paintings.
Yesterday, he handed in a cartoon of "Spring Dawn" to his teacher.
The school encourages students to match cartoons for ancient poems, and students are enthusiastic about participating. So far, thousands of cartoons have been received.
On a stout willow tree, a few willow branches hung sparsely, and two birds were simply hooked with a few strokes, accompanied by the poem "Two orioles sing green willows". Next, "a row of egrets flying in the sky" is relatively simple. There is a row of herringbone birds flying above the white clouds in the picture.
"The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the door of Wu Dong Wan Li boating" is also a stick figure.
"This painting is very clean and colorful. You see, the snow-capped mountains in the eyes of children are all lovely green.
"Teacher Gong pointed to a quatrain of Wan Qiya in the fourth grade and said that children's thinking is very active and they can feel their feelings in ancient poems.
Song of the Moon on Mount Emei was originally a song with sad thoughts, but in Cao Yangxi's works, it is a spire-shaped tall building on a mountain surrounded by rivers, with a huge star shining on the top and a moon rabbit staring at the earth in the upper right corner of the picture.
According to reports, Yanghe Garden Experimental Primary School uses various forms to carry out classic reading activities, and encouraging students to make cartoons for ancient poems is one of the activities.
"I used to think that ancient poems were not easy to recite and understand. It's very interesting to look at the back of a cartoon, and it's not easy to forget.
Huang, a fifth-grade student, said that many students fell in love with reciting ancient poems.
The school collects the ancient poems and cartoons created by students, selects them, and then copies them and distributes them to students. The children recited ancient poems in cartoons that were evaluated by each other, and the effect was very good.
"In a way that students like, let them read more books and read good books, and grow up healthily in the fertile soil of excellent traditional culture.
Zhou Guangli, vice president of the school, said.
(Reporter Wu Xiuping)
The fifth grade, the first volume, the fourth group draws and writes.
Civilization is only one step away. With the sound of * * * after school, the students walked out of school one after another, and Jiang Hong and Chen Ming also walked out of school.
Just as they were walking home, they suddenly found a pile of dirty and smelly garbage scattered in a trash can, and flies kept flying there.
Ming Jiang saw it and said to Chen Ming, "I don't know who is so unsanitary, littering and destroying our environmental sanitation!" So, the two of them walked over. When Jiang Hong bent down to pick up the garbage and threw it into the trash can, Chen Ming asked, "Even if we throw the garbage into the trash can this time, people will still litter.
Jiang Hong also asked while picking it up; "So what should we do?" Chen Ming disturbed his head, rolled his eyes and said, "Then I'll write an advertising slogan in Chinese calligraphy!" "When Chen Ming began to write calligraphy, he immediately wrote a beautiful handwriting that said: Civilization is only one step away.
Jiang Hong clapped her hands and praised: "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.
"So they both went home together.
In fact, small things like littering are very common: lazy hands let the water run away; Parabolic at high altitude; Take shortcuts; Trample on the lawn; For their own convenience, these people take one step less and are not civilized. They don't think anyone will see them do this. Who will clean up the garbage is none of my business. Anyway, there is a cleaner to clean it.
But they don't know that the trash can is right in front of us. Just take one more step and you can throw the garbage into the bucket.
As long as everyone is civilized and is a guardian of environmental protection, as long as we think more about others and do more for the society, as long as we are less selfish, then people will see full of green, flowers in full bloom and people's smiling faces. ...
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