Teacher Chun said goodbye to us, and Brother Xia came to see us. Children of all ages took off their clothes and ran to the swimming pool. The following is the composition of the sixth grade in the world that I brought to you. I hope it will help you.
The world in my eyes 1 From today on, I know this world. This discovery is so disappointing.
The world belongs to successful people. Politicians and mathematicians can still give orders to others even if they have no real skills. There are many "fart" rules in the world. The complicated process in mathematics and the strict format in Chinese are simply fart after fart. The math book says that mathematics is for human beings, but a lot of miscellaneous contents are mixed in and become the darling of the exam.
Some people say that this is a rule and cannot be changed. This kind of person is the most pitiful, because they only know how to imitate others, but they don't know how to eliminate the dross. The most useless thing in the world happens to be rules, and what people need most and least is a pure heart. Check ... is a familiar term, always imposing something useless on others. People say: Confucius is a saint. Confucius said: Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Who would really do that? People use countless rules to restrain themselves, but things that violate the rules often happen. Why is this? It's just a dirty heart at work. The rules are always made by adults, and 90% of adults are selfish.
Others say that you have to be a celebrity to change the rules, and they are telling the truth. To be fair, the world is black. However, they didn't expect that people who become adults no longer have black and white in their hearts, only gray and gold.
People are sad because they love rules and always think they are right. Because of this, the world will become a hell. Goodbye, the world.
In the morning, when I open the curtains, the world in my eyes is full of vitality; Walking alone on the picturesque tree-lined path, the world in my eyes is a quiet world; In late autumn, picking up a fallen leaf, the world in my eyes is a poetic world; On a rainy night, listening to the rain outside the window, the world in my eyes is a romantic world; Looking at the sunset, the world in my eyes is a gorgeous world. ...
The world in my eyes should be a world with autumn leaves, and the world in my eyes should be a world with willow leaves and safflower; The world in my eyes should be a world where insects whisper; The world in my eyes should be a world full of stars; The world in my eyes should be a world full of love and warmth; It is a pure and flawless world; This is a civilized and harmonious world.
There is no selfishness, because young people sitting and patient volunteers make it have nowhere to live; There is no sin, because the brave police uncle has made it disappear; There is no ugliness, because the fresh air filters the dregs in my heart; There is no unrest, because the heroic People's Liberation Army is closely guarding our home! Only dedication, only pay, only the bright smile under the national flag.
The world in my eyes is a world of wisdom, a world where music and dance are combined. I heard-with light blue notes, I saw-the dance steps that occupy all vitality.
The world in my eyes is an ordinary and happy world. Old people who fish by the river, young people who study in bookstores, happy street vendors and happy children who play on swings all live a happy life in the ordinary.
The world in my eyes is a beautiful world because of happiness. The building blocks put up by lovely children with immature hands, the coolness brought by the fragrance of osmanthus in hot summer, the sweet nap in cicada singing and the tears of wandering home are all beautiful things and sights in a happy world.
The world in my eyes is a world that is happy because of beauty. Farmers' uncles are happy when they look at the thriving crops, architects are proud when they look at the magnificent buildings, singers get applause when they sing their songs, and teachers are gratified and happy when they look at their students with dazzling certificates. ...
The world in my eyes is a beautiful world.
The world in my eyes everyone has a different world. How should I describe the world? I am not a poet, painter or writer. I can't express it in my own way. I can only use my poor words to describe this loving world-
Open the negative of the "world" and look for love.
The first one:
In the flower bed of the park, the young mother is teaching her lovely son to walk. The mother motioned her son to go forward. Suddenly, my son fell down, crying and screaming, and his little hand kept waving to his mother to pull him. Mother's eyes are full of concern. Instead of helping her son, she said, "Good boy, stand up!" " "The son seemed to understand, and stood up with difficulty. The mother patted her son on the head with a smile, and his son giggled. ...
The picture is fixed here, which is really memorable.
The second one:
On a rainy afternoon, the little girl left school in a hurry, only to find that it was raining. She turned around and saw a classmate who had just turned around with an umbrella in his hand. The little girl went over and said, "It's raining." After the transfer student handed the umbrella, the girl asked doubtfully, "Why did you help me?" "Because you are my friend." A firm word touched the girl. They smiled at each other.
The picture is fixed here, and I am also very moved. This is the love between friends, which makes me memorable …
The third one:
Everyone will remember the day of May 12-Wenchuan M8.0 earthquake, which shattered houses, collapsed bridges, shocked the world, and even hurt China's heart ... The motherland mobilized up and down, overseas Chinese were heartbroken, and a warm ocean of love flooded into the disaster area. People from all over the world donate money to the disaster areas, and the donations are increasing day by day. The love from all directions has never stopped. Earthquakes don't collapse, and disasters have great love.
The photo stops here. I believe many people were deeply shocked when they saw the ruins everywhere in Wenchuan. The scene of life and death, with strong feelings, not only touched China, but also shocked the world. It stirred my soul and touched me.
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I finally understand that love is simple only because we think it is insignificant and not worth doing. The world is not lack of love, but lack of loving action, which will make it more desolate and lack a ray of warm sunshine.
I, just an appreciator, can only feel the world with my own eyes, but I am willing to try my best to say the flying "love" I feel in my eyes.
The world in my eyes is a world full of love.
The habit of pigs in my eyes is really annoying. It often arches hay with its dirty pig nose and makes an ugly "hum" Every time he puts a bucket of swill in front of him, he puts his whole head in the bucket and eats endlessly. What a nuisance! There are more annoying things! For example, pigs are always scrambling around the trough, which is really a mess! But rabbits are different. It loves to be clean when eating. After it took a bite of the vegetable leaf, it immediately wiped its mouth with its claws and cleaned up the vegetable scraps left on its hair. He's just a neat little guy.
Pigs are lazy and seem to be born to sleep. No matter who calls it, it doesn't hum.
However, when I saw a sow that had become a mother, I changed my mind about pigs.
On this day, when the mother pig who gave birth to a litter of piglets was taking care of the piglets less than one meter away from the pigsty, an enemy appeared. That's a wolf. I saw it staring at the pig, trying to steal one when mom wasn't looking. However, mother pig's sensitive ears heard the movement and immediately became alert. He looked around and suddenly found a wolf's tail, so he sent the piglets back to the pigsty one by one, then walked into the tail carefully and quietly and took a hard bite. The wolf let out a cry and ran away with its tail between its legs.
Winter is coming, the biting cold wind is blowing snowflakes, and the pigs are shivering with cold. The sow squeezed the piglet around her body to get a little warmth, but her skin was stiff with cold.
Ah! This is great selfless maternal love! Although the pig is greedy, it cares about its children so much that I don't hate them anymore!
In my eyes, warm red, warm and cheerful orange, bright and rich yellow, fresh and energetic green, bright and free blue, quiet and serene blue and romantic and noble purple.
This is our world, this is the color of the world.
Roses are red. When it comes to roses, the first thing people think of is the face of a beautiful girl. Red, revealing the longing and expectation for future life;
Oranges and honey pomelo are orange. Such cheerful colors, like grandma's palms, reveal the temperature that goes straight to the heart;
The ears of wheat are golden, the corn is golden, and the fruitful fruit is a brilliant season, a rich, happy and happy color;
Wheat seedlings are green, refreshing, generous and full of vitality.
Pine and cypress are evergreen, bright, pure and free. Whenever the snow reaches the top, it always reminds me of the poem "heavy snow presses pines and cypresses, and pines and cypresses stand tall and straight";
The sea is blue, beautiful and clean. It danced lightly and ran to me happily. How delightful. I hold it in my palm, but it is transparent, so peaceful and serene.
Lavender is purple, emitting a refreshing fragrance, so romantic and noble.
I lifted my face and closed my eyes, as if I felt the warmth and kindness of this colorful color, like grandma's touch, like my mother's kiss, like my sister's singing.
If the world has colors, then it must be colorful.
I love this colorful world, which gives me a family that loves me, a teacher that loves me, and a classmate that loves me. I love this colorful world, which makes me have everything I love and love me; I love this colorful world, and I am willing to do my best for its beauty.
In my eyes, everything in the world is so complicated, from quarreling and pranks to divorce theft. Just like the darkness in the light, quietly, quietly, while you are not paying attention, release strong gravity and suck you into the darkness.
When I was a child, I felt that the world was complicated because when I went to the bank with my father occasionally, I saw various notices on TV to prevent theft, and I thought, why do those people steal money? What are the benefits of stealing money for them? If they hadn't stolen money, wouldn't the police uncles of the Public Security Bureau be in trouble? At this point, I feel that the world is very complicated.
One morning, I found that the school uniform I wore yesterday was missing. So I told my mother, and my mother said that I would go to the lost and found office after class today, and maybe I could find it. I looked for it during the break, but I couldn't find it. That's the new school uniform that my mother just bought me the other day! It's a pity to lose it like this. But my name is written on my clothes. The classmate who found it must have seen my name. Why don't you give it back to me? Besides, it's useless for him to pick it up. Finally, he threw it away and turned it into garbage. You might as well recycle it for me.
Now, I feel very complicated, because once I bring a better book or a better pen, I have to exchange with them. If I don't change, threaten me with something and force me to agree to their demands. I thought: now that everyone has pocket money, why do you ask me for it? Can't you buy it yourself?
Life is like a cruel knockout. If you don't learn to solve complicated things, you will be eliminated. If you learn to solve complex things, you are a winner in this field.
Facing the sea, spring blossoms. This is Haizi's world. All men are created equal. This is Martin Luther King's world. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. This is the world in Li Bai's eyes. Because of different positions, different people always have different views on the world.
Perhaps, I once yearned for a free world. At that time, I was allowed to fly between heaven and earth and have a panoramic view of the world. I dreamed of the cruel side of the world, and the years flew by. I'm the only one left between heaven and earth, wrapped in loneliness. But more often, the world in my eyes is beautiful and full of love forever.
There seems to be a lot of rain this year, and clouds have been hovering overhead. No matter how I drive them away, he won't leave. It began to rain again that day. Walking on the path, I saw such a scene. A child followed my mother with an umbrella. However, my mother's umbrella didn't hit the child on the head, but she was more inclined to herself. I silently asked, is this love? But just as I looked intently, I saw an old man in rags, covered by an umbrella. Suddenly I feel that the clouds are disappearing quietly. Through this, I found that the beautiful side of this world always appears inadvertently, and there is true love everywhere in the world. There are always such people in our lives. Perhaps, they are not humble, but they are making their own modest contribution to creating a better world.
This is the world in my eyes, always full of positive energy and love. Let everyone indulge in this world and refuse to leave.