On the first day, I wrote a landscape composition article 1 An Ogilvy in the ice and snow was moved by spring; A lotus flower living in the mud was moved by summer; A Jin's residence in the rustling autumn wind was moved by autumn; Thousands of miles of frozen cedars are moved by winter. In that class, the class teacher showed us the video of Light in the Hole, which touched the teachers and students.
In my opinion, this is not only a video, but also the most meaningful education lesson in life. It tells the story of six delinquent teenagers living different lives in a poor cave. Delicious, easy to live, fun, there is nothing here. I must get up before dawn every day. The two-hour mountain road, such a backward mountain village, is very enthusiastic about people and takes out everything I can use. This scene made people cry and taught us a lot.
When a person's body and mind are shocked, he will know how to manage his own life and understand the true meaning of life. Since then, great changes have taken place in students' life and study. On our teacher's desk, you can see: I visit myself three times a day. Getting equals thinking, equals doing. There are five inequalities and students' goals. The head teacher teaches hard and makes spare time every day to make up for our shortcomings.
If you believe there are so many today, please look at your life. If you don't work hard now, the opportunity will pass you by; If you don't cherish it now, you won't know until you lose it. Because you don't know how many people behind you want to surpass you and replace you. Only through continuous learning can we better shape ourselves.
Be grateful to the person who tripped you, who tempered your legs; Appreciate those who laugh at you, those who strengthen your will; Be grateful to all the people who have helped you grow up in your life journey.
Ashes, though extinguished, have burned after all; Meteor, although it will eventually fall, is bright after all; Falling flowers, although inevitably falling branches, can be fragrant after all; In fact, moving is as simple as that, which comes from smiling and spreads all my life.
In the evening, a red sun slowly slipped and dyed the western sky red. A touch of magnificent rosy clouds floating in the air, woven into one colorful dress after another, what a beautiful scenery! I can't help thinking of Li Shangyin's poem: to see the sun, for all his glory, buried in the coming night. But I think, as long as we know how to cherish, we can still keep the charming sunset photos!
In my heart, I still cherish a touch, that is, a broad back. ...
I remember that night, a curved boat hung in the night sky, and the twinkling stars around it blinked naughtily. My father, mother and I are walking in the street talking and laughing. Dad walked beside me and pulled me with a rough big hand. His broad back trembled slightly, but he was so firm.
At the intersection, an electric car suddenly rushed towards us, only to hear my mother scream "Wow". Suddenly, an inexplicable fear came to my mind, and I suddenly closed my eyes, and my eyes were dark. But then I narrowed my eyes to see what had happened. I saw a familiar figure coming from my right with a swish, with a hand reaching out to my left, so vigorously. Suddenly, a mountain seems to stand in front of my mother. Fortunately, the electric car finally bypassed us and drove forward.
The danger is over, take a deep breath and let's move on. Mom smiled and said, "Look, this is another composition material". I nodded slightly, yes, that figure made me unforgettable for a long time. I finally know that my father can stand in front of us for the safety of my mother and me. At the critical moment, all he has in mind is his wife and children. He explained the meaning of "love" concretely and thoroughly. Isn't this the most touching aspect of a real man?
The stars in the sky are still shining, so I slowed down, walked behind my father and looked at him carefully: my black hair was mixed with a few strands of white silk, but my feet were still strong and vigorous. And that big, rickety back. Looking at it, the corners of my eyes are getting wetter and wetter, and my vision is getting blurred.
Dad is busy at work, doesn't go home often, and doesn't care much about me. I always thought he was indifferent. Maybe in his view, it's called keeping a low profile. Thanks for this trip, I have a new understanding of him, and I will cherish this touch forever.
The bloody sunset has disappeared on the horizon, and the sky full of sunset clouds has gradually faded and lost its color. But I have no regrets, because I cherish it, not with a camera or a brush, but with my heart.
Tears flowed from the eyes, and my heart was inexplicably moved. At that moment, everyone was shocked by this scene. -inscription
Life is like a tortuous movie. The colorful lens group has made our colorful life, and it also shows countless touches. I was addicted to the scene that fascinated me, but I unconsciously remembered that past.
The north wind is blowing the earth, and there are few pedestrians in the street. However, just around the corner of the road, a beef shop is booming, and it is full of people who drink beef soup to keep warm. Correspondingly, two cows tied not far away will also become a "good meal" for people. Two cows, one big and one small, one brown and one yellow, the calf snuggled up to the old cow, who looked at the calf lovingly. Obviously, they are mother and son, and their feelings for each other are really exciting.
When the sharp knife fell to the ground with a bang, several people from the beef shop walked up to them together. Obviously, they won't live long. The calf may feel that he is at a disadvantage, with a lot of tears flowing out, and his big eyes clearly show fear and helplessness. The old cow looked at her child crying and shed bitter tears, but what was revealed in her eyes was worry and love. The calf looked up and saw his mother crying, so he wiped the tears from his mother's eyes with the hair on his head, which was clearly wiping the tears for his mother! The old cow stopped crying and bowed her head to wipe the tears from the child's eyes. In this way, two cows and mother and son still hold up a love sky for each other when the crisis comes.
The onlookers were shocked and stood there for half a minute without moving. After a while, a loud cry came from the crowd: "Give Niu Yi a chance to live, because they let us know about love."
I turned and left, recording that touching moment in my heart. I don't know the fate of those two cows, but I bless them in my heart.
Look at the world with love, and you will be moved everywhere. When you experience vitality, please cherish this touch.
-P.S.
Look up, it is the sky.
Like the purest ice crystal broken, the blue sky is endless. Occasionally, a few thin clouds drift by, but this stunning beauty seems to be covered with a faint veil and illusory. At the Haitian Expo, it was already between the transparent spirits of both sides. There is no horizon, but a huge blue curtain in my eyes covers half the world. The strong sunlight is suffocating. The pleasant cool breeze is intoxicating. Leaning leisurely under the big tree, under the shade, eyes drooping gently. Summer, beauty.
However, nothing lasts long. After a long time, clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and the sky was still blue, but not as pure as the garden. There are some ripples on the calm sea. The wind blowing across the face has become bigger, making people feel dull and boring. Wickers are flying, branches are trembling, and leaves are dancing. The sun is shining and the heat is gone.
This scene didn't last long and changed again. The clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and finally swallowed up the whole jasper. The evil wind is blowing, the waves are rough, and a pair of mountains and rains are coming. Branches are broken and broken leaves are scattered. Dragonflies fly very low and croak everywhere. Small vendors set up stalls, and the river around the city is rushing.
Tick-tock seems to be a chain reaction. When raindrops fall, heavy rain comes. Thick cumulonimbus clouds seem to have been cut open, and the rain inside is like bullets. Accompanied by showers, occasional lightning tears the world apart. On the vast ocean, the stormy waves roared to the coast. The waves took off as if they could reach the sky. Branches are broken, broken leaves are flying, screaming and rushing to innocent towns.
I don't know how long it lasted, but the rain finally stopped. Gemstone-like color, like the color of coral in the deep sea. The endless edge, the long-ringing geese and the smoke curling up from the kitchen indicate the coming of peace.
On August 16th of the lunar calendar, we came to Ding Qiao Town, Haining City to watch the tide. It is said that we saw the biggest tide here.
We boarded the seawall levee with the tide watchers, and the wide Qiantang River was in front of us. The river tide hasn't come yet, and the river is calm and wider and wider to the east. In the distance to the east, I can vaguely see the four big pillars of Jiashao Bridge. I am quietly waiting and expecting.
1 1 around 20: 00, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, so you couldn't hear it without listening carefully. After two or three minutes, the voice grew louder, like a muffled thunder rolling. Then, the noise became louder and louder. I see a white line where the water meets the sky in the east. The white line moves quickly towards us, and gradually stretches and thickens. Approached, I saw white waves rolling, like thousands of white war horses go hand in hand, galloping. They rushed to the shore at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, hit the shore and shook back. This is called low tide.
In an instant, the tide rushed to the west, but the aftermath was still rolling all over the sky, and the river was still roaring and could not be calm.
Dad told me that the Qiantang River, like the sea, has two high tides a day, once during the day and once at night. The tide during the day is called tide, and the tide at night is called sunseeker. The moon has the greatest influence on the earth's tides every August, especially on August 18. These days, the tide is particularly rough.
Ah! I have really gained a lot. I not only saw the world wonder-Qiantang River spring tide, but also learned a lot of scientific knowledge. What a kill two birds with one stone!
These days, it's raining heavily and foggy. Heavy rain and fog are the breath and aura of the earth. People and mountains and rivers always need aura, otherwise how can there be outstanding people? I always thought so.
I like rain and fog, especially seeing the world in rain and fog. Standing in the mist of rain and fog, there is a fairy-like intoxication: through the thin rain and fog of white sand, you can see the mountains with outstanding charm, the wandering people, the graceful young trees, the semi-hidden huts, the smoke curling up ... The world in the rain and fog is quiet and serene.
Heavy rain and fog pervaded between heaven and earth, and I felt as if I were in the rainy and foggy sea of Wang Yang, and as if I had entered a fairyland. The rain and fog are getting thicker and thicker, just like a fairy in a veil. The building vaguely looks at the ancient castle in fairyland.
Rain and fog wrapped around me and soaked my face. Ah! Everything feels so comfortable. This misty rain is really poetic!
Rain and fog are peaceful, but there are also evils under the cover of peace. Listening to the siren scream, hazy and clear, close at hand and seemingly out of reach, cast a layer of fear on this calm world. Greedy people are always like this. ...
I like rain and fog, I like to watch people like the sea flow in the rain and fog, and I like to stare at how these lives are going to ruin under the veil of peace. I pray to get rid of these evil parts of life and make peace as pure as rain and fog.
The whitest thing to say is that clouds other than childlike innocence complement the blue sky. I like watching clouds, static clouds and moving clouds best.
The shape of clouds is not fixed, and the people who appreciate them see a variety of clouds. You can even think that they are what you want. It's entirely up to you.
There are many kinds of clouds: Cumulus, cirrocumulus, Altocumulus and Cirrus, and the wind is their framework.
This cloud is like a wave. The sky is sea water, the clouds are waves, the wind is blowing and the clouds are changing. When the waves are rolling and undulating, the water makes a sound of "rushing ……". Yes, I heard the word, I heard the word! Suddenly, the waves disappeared and the sea suddenly became calm again.
Sheep are the most appropriate metaphor for clouds. They are soft and white, and they really fit. The sky is grassland, the clouds are sheep, shepherds are chasing them, and they are also very obedient. From time to time, they make a "baa baa ..." sound, as if the sound was mixed with a touch of grass. When the sheep left, so did the shepherd.
Few people compare clouds to dolls, but they are really like dolls, a group of fat dolls. The sky is mom, and the clouds are dolls. Mother holds the doll and kisses her doll from time to time; The doll also likes her mother to kiss him and hit her on the cheek. Suddenly the doll turned over to play with other dolls. Mother is still holding the doll.
The same cloud is different in everyone's eyes. Watching clouds can cultivate sentiment and cultivate interest. Seeing clouds is to look at people's mentality, not their shape, so people with different mentality see different clouds.
Sister Qiu came out from a distance in an orange cloak, bringing joy and coolness. In our campus, autumn colors are more beautiful. Do you believe it? Let me explain something to you.
In the morning, we opened our sleepy eyes in the whistle, breathed the fresh air outside the window, stretched ourselves and felt full of strength. I looked up at the place where running exercise was held. It's not completely bright, and the street lamps are not extinguished. Its yellow light gives a mysterious and hazy feeling in the fog. I just finished running, and I am on my way back to the classroom. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and the sisal blossomed and hung on the high branches. A gust of wind blew, and the green sisal leaves set off the sword twist, which was extremely pure and beautiful. Seeing it, I'm not panting, but I stand tall again and walk confidently to the classroom!
When I was having lunch, I felt bored sitting in my seat and looked out of the window inadvertently, only to find that in summer, clusters of green leaves had turned red and yellow, and they intersected. What a beautiful scenery!
Walking on the way back to the dormitory, I feel very happy, because autumn is coming. Look, the ginkgo trees on the roadside stand like soldiers. The leaves on the tree have changed from green to yellow, and some fallen leaves are dancing happily in the wind until they embrace Mother Earth and are dotted with slightly yellow grass. The students saw that they were happy and walked by with a smile.
At night, on the lawn of the playground, you will feel a little cold. Look down at the grass, it's wet. Some grass is crystal clear in the light, and the dew on it shines like a small diamond, as if blinking.
It's getting dark, and then look at the sword twist. They tightened their bodies and seemed to feel the coolness, but even so, they couldn't stop the fragrance.
Autumn on campus is so beautiful that I am fascinated and intoxicated.
A dull phone call broke my mind. When I answered, my father asked me to go with Uncle Liu. Somehow, there has always been a cloud in my heart.
In the afternoon, my mother received a phone call saying that my grandfather was critically ill, and she would come right away.
Uncle Liu's car stopped, and the wreath at the door told me where this place was ... funeral kiosk. ...
Although I had expected it, I was still in a trance when I got off the bus.
From the outside, grandpa is still alive, and the doctor has come in. "My people are not dead! How can he leave me alone? " Grandma said excitedly, "I really hope a miracle can happen-"and then rushed to the funeral home in three steps and two steps, entered the "Paradise Hall" and the doctor came out.
Grandma stumbled into the funeral home. Grandpa lay there peacefully, pale, with a big word "drink" on the top of his head very harsh on the white bottom, and a black curtain hanging next to it, and the window was dark. The huge wreath outside the museum is placed in an eye-catching position, and the harsh firecrackers reverberate in the ear from time to time.
Soothing but particularly heavy music, dark night outside, annoying crows, only black and white everywhere, bustling crowds, dim lights, swaying candles, deep cries, burning candles, soaring flames, clouds of smoke, a pile of paper money, cold hands, cold feet, cold face, cold coffin. ...
past ...
past ...
Really gone ...
Or go ...
Why did you leave? ...
I will leave ...
I ran out and looked up at the sky. I'm looking for something-
North is Polaris and Bear, but this is not what I am looking for;
The south is still a star, flashing, but this is not what I am looking for;
There is only half a moon in the east, and the other half can't be seen tonight, but I can't bear to see the moon;
On the west is grandpa's mourning hall. Above the mourning hall, a meteor crossed. ...
I found where I was standing. I still remember that my grandfather told me about The Little Match Girl, saying that when a meteor passed by, a soul went to God.
Is that meteor your soul, Grandpa?
The wind outside is biting. When I returned to the mourning hall, I found that my grandfather had covered the coffin. Is this cold coffin the difference between you and me?
The wax of the candle has been used up, leaving only bones; The incense has been burned out, leaving only the shelf; The incense table was also covered with ashes; A big bag of paper money was also burned out. There are twenty lights in the hall, but only nineteen lights are on. Is that another you?
The outside world has fallen asleep, and I still can't sleep for a long time. I really want to cry, but why do tears come into my eyes and swallow them? Did you tell me that men should be strong? Or did I really grow up and learn to be strong after you left?
I write in the dim light. It was so dark outside that even the stars and the moon were gone. Only the biting cold wind and the biting pain are wandering outside.
Do you know my ideal? I want to be a doctor, a real doctor. Because I want to save such pain, whether it is my own or someone else's. But why don't you wait? Why can't you wait? Why can't you wait?
The sleeping earth is dead. ...
The first insomnia.
Can you see our meteor dream?
I wrote this after I came back from the funeral home. At night, I always can't sleep, so I learned this article …
Write a landscape composition in junior one. I hope so! Hope! I'm finally looking forward to the spring outing. Although I have been to Shang Hu countless times, I can finally put my study aside and relax.
On Thursday morning, bathed in warm sunshine, everyone boarded the bus to Shang Hu. In a few minutes, I saw the sparkling lake, and Shang Hu arrived! Outside the window, there are two rows of tall trees. Looking through the green trees, Shang Hu is rippling with blue waves, opposite to the lush Yushan Mountain, where mountains and rivers meet, and Shang Hu and Yushan are particularly harmonious.
A minute later, we arrived at Shang Hu Shanshui Cultural Park, walked around this scenic place, and then came to Hexiangzhou Park. In the spring of March, several peony flowers have burst into smiles, emitting intoxicating fragrance. There is a boating place ahead. The students ran there in three steps and two steps, took out colorful banknotes and rented several boats. The weather is really bad! While everyone was boating happily on the lake, the Dragon King sneezed-the sky in Wan Li just cleared up, and suddenly it was overcast and drizzling. Now, the students are complaining, and I don't know who said, "It's raining! Let's go home and collect clothes! " Maybe God didn't want to spoil our fun and stopped raining. At this moment, a golden light appears from the crack of the dark clouds, just like thousands of golden dragons darting out of the clouds. The sun is getting stronger and stronger, and it's too late to say anything. At this time, the golden sun flashed out of the dark clouds like a naughty child, emitting dazzling light. The word "miracle" came out of my mouth unconsciously!
Then we came to the amusement park. There are all kinds of entertainment equipment around, such as fishing, monorail pulley and monkey climbing trees ... I went to take the monorail pulley with two classmates, and we chose the lion car. It was stable at first, but it began to tilt inward at the corner, and the uneven speed of two people stepping on it made the tilt even worse. The lion seems to jump to the ground at any moment. Although I sit in the middle, my heart is still pounding.
Good times are always short. 1 1 p.m., everyone reluctantly left this beautiful Shang Hu by bus. The last spring outing in primary school ended like this, and laughter echoed in the misty rain of Shang Hu forever.
Since ancient times, when it comes to autumn, people will unconsciously sigh the depression, desolation and emptiness of autumn. However, I think autumn is not only beautiful, but also full of vitality.
As autumn approaches, people will tremble unconsciously. The morning breeze blew slightly, and the crystal dew slipped down the leaves and jumped happily. Gentle autumn wind not only blows away dew, but also blows away the summer heat all over the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, just like a mirror, so beautiful! Even Liu Yuxi once wrote in his autumn poems: "Autumn has been sad since ancient times, and I say autumn is not as good as spring." Liu Yuxi's view of appreciating autumn is really different. He saw the clear autumn, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and a row of wild cranes flew straight up, as if to fly to the end of that day. How can this beautiful autumn scenery be inferior to that warm spring?
A gust of autumn wind blew, the hillside blushed, and the red maple leaves dotted the green hills. The soft autumn wind not only dyed the mountains red, but also made the moon cool. The autumn moon is so cold that it hangs high in the sky and becomes a cold pearl in the night. Wang Wei wrote in "Mountain in Autumn Night": "After the rain, the mountain is empty and stands in autumn night. Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream. " Wang Wei couldn't help praising Autumn Night. How can this autumn night not be beautiful? The empty mountain was bathed in a new autumn rain, which washed away the dust on the leaves and put on a new green dress. The empty mountain after the rain makes the air fresher and makes people feel relaxed and happy. The bright moonlight shines on the ground from the gap, and the clear spring water flows slowly on the rocks. In the autumn night, the bright moonlight also passed through the branches, and the magpies perched on the branches were startled, and the cool evening breeze blew cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, there were waves of frogs in my ears, as if discussing this year's harvest year. Look at the rice in the paddy field. It's golden. At first glance, it looks like a golden ocean. The rice is heavy and bent, as if thanking the farmer's uncle for his contribution. Autumn night is so beautiful and full of vitality.
I read about autumn, the coolness of autumn wind, the golden color of autumn, the cold of autumn night and the harvest of autumn in my poems.
Penglai is located in the coastal city of Yantai. Because Penglai is very beautiful and flawless, there are more than 700 Buddha statues in Penglai Pavilion, and people call this beautiful coastal area Penglai Wonderland.
I strode along Penglai Seaside Road, thinking about what Penglai Wonderland really looks like, whether it is smoky, misty, or choppy, or stormy. .................................................................................................................................. will soon be here, and Penglai Ocean Polar World is just around the corner.
My father and I panted into the aquarium. When I first entered the aquarium, I looked intently and saw the little seal exhibition hall, the dolphin exhibition hall, the polar bear exhibition hall and the aquarium exhibition hall, among which the blue aquarium exhibition hall was the one I was most interested in.
There are more than 3,000 species of shallow-sea creatures, 20xx species of deep-sea animals and 20 species of amphibians in the aquarium. I listened to the leaflet read by my father and watched it. Suddenly, an oversized crab caught my eye. Father said, "This crab is a cancer, weighing more than 90 kilograms. It was found in the deep sea ..."
After that, I saw Penglai Pavilion, where there were so many Buddha statues that I was dazzled and dazzled, which made me feel the charm of China traditional culture.
I love Penglai! !