Write a composition by imitating the text.

1. Write a composition modeled after the text "Shan Yu" suddenly came-from behind the gray sky, followed by misty clouds, accompanied by humid wind, quietly came here.

Heard it, and finally heard its voice, from far and near, gradually clear up, in the ear, there was a soft and moving song.

Shan Yu is as slender as a feather and as soft as a gentle hand brushing her cheek. They threw themselves lightly into the embrace of the earth and laughed with their kind mothers. The flowers on the roadside are filled with bright smiles, welcoming the baptism of Shan Yu; The grass also sticks its head out and enjoys the rain.

Rain, pattering ...

The mountains in the distance are silent and smiling. The pines and cypresses on that mountain are lush. Look! Green is dazzling, green is transparent, green is intoxicating and green is gorgeous. The whole mountain seems to be covered with a green carpet. In a short time, green seems to flow and roll in the earth, and suddenly it becomes a green ocean! This green is by no means inferior to Meiyu Pool. It, splashing, unpretentious, in the shadow. Like a clear spring, it exudes a faint fragrance and flows in your heart; . It came suddenly-from behind the gray sky, with foggy clouds and wet wind, it came here quietly.

Heard it, and finally heard its voice, from far and near, gradually clear up, in the ear, there was a soft and moving song.

Shan Yu is as slender as a feather and as soft as a gentle hand brushing her cheek. They threw themselves lightly into the embrace of the earth and laughed with their kind mothers. The flowers on the roadside are filled with bright smiles, welcoming the baptism of Shan Yu; The grass also sticks its head out and enjoys the rain.

Rain, pattering ...

The mountains in the distance are silent and smiling. The pines and cypresses on that mountain are lush. Look! Green is dazzling, green is transparent, green is intoxicating and green is gorgeous. The whole mountain seems to be covered with a green carpet. In a short time, green seems to flow and roll in the earth, and suddenly it becomes a green ocean! This green is by no means inferior to Meiyu Pool. It, splashing, unpretentious, in the shadow. Like a clear spring, it exudes a faint fragrance and flows in your heart; Like a scroll, it shows infinite charm and is deeply hidden in your memory.

It is still raining. Occasionally birds fly by, and there is no trace. Their wings must be polluted by this pure Shan Yu. With the simplicity of the mountain and the cleanliness of the drizzle, they fly in this fine mountain rain, and their hearts are indifferent and quiet.

In the drizzle, I seem to see a fairy coming down to earth, playing a simple pipa, and the piano sounds like running water. At this time, every leaf, petal and even pebble on the edge of the mountain stream became dancing spirits on the keys, and together they played a wonderful and imaginative Shan Yu. This song should only be in the sky! This Shan Yu, I don't know how many people are silently loving it!

It suddenly disappeared-as soon as the sun parted the clouds, it disappeared, as if falling asleep in the warm arms of Mother Earth.

After Shan Yu, everything was wet, clean and cool. Under the sunlight, it presents a colorful world.

I love Shan Yu, its dexterity, innocence and gentleness.

Listen!

Ding Dong Ding Dong ...

This is Shan Yu's aftertaste.

2. Write a composition modeled after the text "Pearl Spring". In spring and March, the spring breeze is as warm as spring. Miss Chun came to us with light steps. Spring is the season of flowers and birds, and everything recovers. Naughty grass sticks its head out, gorgeous flowers are blooming, and spring is everywhere. I suggest that students go for a spring outing in Pearl Spring. The scenery there is really great. This is a paradise. Last year, my mother and I went there to play, and now it still makes me linger!

Pearl Spring has a miniature view of the Great Wall of Wan Li. When I was about to climb the stairs, I saw seven big red letters on the wall, "You are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall". The pen is vigorous and powerful, so I decided to stick to it until the end. Not far from the end of the Great Wall, I was panting and sweating. You are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall! I persisted until the end, and finally reached the end of the Great Wall-beacon tower. Boarding the beacon tower, looking into the distance, the clear lake reflects the blue sky and white clouds, beautiful flowers are dotted with stars, lush pines and cypresses are tall and tall, high-rise buildings are row upon row, expressway criss-crosses, and chessboard-like farmland breeds green hope ... This is actually "but if you go up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles".

What makes me most happy is that I also took a bamboo raft! Bathed in the warm spring breeze, the sparkling lake is rippling, the fish in the water are playing happily, and the willow trees and pink peach blossoms on both sides of the river are really refreshing. The stripes of green willow branches are like a girl's long hair, and pink peach blossoms are like a girl's face. This scene reminds me of the poem "Jasper dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestry hang down".

As for how magical and beautiful Pearl Spring is and what it is named after, I won't say much. Let's have a look for ourselves and appreciate its beauty and magic!

3. Imitate the text and imagine writing a composition. In my opinion, there is no distinction between beauty, ugliness and dignity in people's five senses.

They live on people's heads, enjoy supreme status and control the normal work of limbs. They each have their own strengths and weaknesses, but the position of the symmetrical nose on the face is really unique. He lives in the center, with eyebrows, eyes and mouth to protect him 24 hours a day and enjoy a carefree life. However, from another perspective, the nose, as an important organ of the five senses, also has many survival risks.

He had to endure the stench of toilets and sewers for a long time, and the suffocating smell emitted by disinfectants and waste gas from factories was absorbed only by him. In order to need his identification, it is even more necessary for him to help whether the potion has expired.

Natural and man-made disasters often hit him, just say the most common cold! Almost without exception, colds have symptoms such as runny nose, and it is only the nose itself that suffers. In order to wipe his nose, he is often flushed or even peeled off by facial tissues, but he never complains. His dedication is what I admire most.

The mouth is under the nose, which is definitely not the best position, and once you meet a lazy master, the big snot from the upstream has no choice but to get into your mouth. The contribution of mouth is self-evident. It allows you to taste the delicious food in the world and express your feelings in words.

However, in my opinion, the mouth is not born to enjoy life. Although food is always tasted by him first, words are always expressed by him. However, from the sentence "illness comes from the mouth, disaster comes from the mouth", we can realize the helplessness of the mouth. The mouth has to bear many accidents, such as slapping your mouth when you say something wrong; If any part of the body is uncomfortable, it is up to him to taste the bitter fruit. He often comes to a miserable end, and I really feel wronged for him.

Although the nose is prominent and the mouth is delicious, God didn't give people the most important role when he created people. Besides, how can you have your cake and eat it? The most important thing on a person's face is the eyes, as others have said. We can see the beautiful world outside through him, and more importantly, others can feel our hearts through him.

I can't imagine what kind of disaster his disappearance will bring us. The blind writer expressed his deep desire for light in a book. It is said that the beauty of bright eyes comes from the heart.

Looking all the way and listening all around, it can be seen that the importance of ears is second only to that of eyes. Sweet and elegant music sounds come into our lives through our ears, which makes people get spiritual comfort after a meal. He can make people listen to the teachings of the wise, so as to standardize their words and deeds and cultivate good conduct.

At the same time, the ear is the only place where a lovely lady chooses to wear jewelry, but beauty comes at a price. Piercing ears and hanging earrings can really make the facial features look more beautiful, but the pain when piercing will make the ears unforgettable. I guess what bothers my ears most is that they are twins, but they will never be reunited.

Among the five senses, Brother Xiaomei is at the bottom. He seems useless, but in fact he is very useful! When it rains, the heavy responsibility of shielding the eyes from the wind and rain falls on the eyebrows. He can really be called an umbrella for the eyes, and his importance is reflected here. It is said that God created human beings. If it is true, then I really admire God's cleverness.

The five senses perform their duties, but they complement each other. It's a dream combination. I have no preference for the five senses, because everyone can't live without any of them. It is mentioned in the article that only by combining the five senses can we give full play to our functions and create a bright future.

4. To imitate the composition of the text "Life", you should write three things, about 380 words. Life is the foundation of everyone. Life is priceless, most people understand it, but a few people value money. You can pay any price or even your life for it. You are wrong. Although money is precious, what's the use of asking for money if it's lost? Not a pile of garbage. That's stupid. Every baby born represents a new life, a new beginning and a new flower. Every new life comes from a crying teenager through countless courses. Here are your beautiful memories, your parents' careful care, your friends' warm words and your joys and sorrows. Laughter, sadness, guilt, regret, failure ... in short, it is the crystallization of your life. Life is precious. However, some people just joke about their lives. Parents here advise: "Pay attention to safety at school and walk on the sidewalk." The teacher there told "don't ride a hero car when riding a bike." At this time, he said disapprovingly, "I see, it's really annoying." It seems that this kind of life is not his. Will soon be forgotten, thrown out of the cloud nine, will surely usher in a catastrophe. Parents sigh, helpless guardian beside you. Just like this child: there is a little boy who seems to have nothing to do with his life and doesn't care about it at all. He has been running around like a headless fly all day, and now he is riding a horse. For the time being ..... He was possessed, and he fought harder and harder, because he had been living a quiet life for a long time, so day by day passed, and finally one day, there was a consequence that everyone knew; He was knocked down by a speeding truck and fell in a pool of blood. The last sentence he said to his parents was: "If I can live again, I will be a good person. I finally understand the good intentions of my parents to pay attention to safety. "This is the end of life? I get nothing in return. This is a case of concern for life. How do you feel when you wake up? Let's cherish this seemingly simple but complicated life! We should pay attention to life safety. We should start from me and start from scratch, so that you can have a perfect life course, and you won't leave any regrets. The most dangerous thing to people's lives is traffic accidents. Some people don't obey the traffic rules and lose their feet or even their lives. Especially the young people who are in the flower season, don't take life seriously at all. I didn't know I regretted it until I heard the tearful screams. There is a good saying: "If I had known this, why should I have?". "So obey the traffic rules and don't do things that are bad for you. Do it bit by bit, and don't underestimate those subtle links. Maybe this little thing is the master of your life. If you can understand this, you will realize that life is precious. Life is short, but ... They are all unique and precious individuals. As long as you live and experience seriously and never give up the hope of survival, it is a kind of perfection and eternity. It would be a pity if it was lost in adolescence. Life is only once for everyone. Everyone should love life and fear it. Life is not just living in the sense of money, but a gradual improvement of life process. The value of life lies in creation and dedication. Life does not belong entirely to individuals, nor to family and friends. Life is a priceless treasure more precious than money. The loss of life is sad. Life exists for justice, ideals, careers and beliefs. Wouldn't it be better to live a quality life with limited time, work hard every day, love life, create the world and find colorful dreams? .

5. Write a composition according to the life of the text. Life is the foundation of everyone. Life is priceless, most people understand it, but a few people value money, and they can pay any price, even their lives. You are wrong. Although money is precious, you have lost your life. What's the use of asking for money? Not just a pile of garbage. This is a stupid thing.

Every baby born represents a new life, a new beginning and a new flower. Every new life comes from a crying teenager through countless courses. There are your beautiful memories, your parents' careful care, your friends' warm words, your joys and sorrows. Laughter, sadness, guilt, regret, failure ... in short, it is the crystallization of your life. If you have a life, you have a chance to try.

Life is precious. However, some people just joke about their lives. Parents here told them: "Pay attention to safety at school and walk on the sidewalk." The teacher over there said, "Don't ride a hero car when riding a bike." At this time, he said disapprovingly, "I know, it's really annoying." It seems that this kind of life is not his. In a short time, you will forget it completely, but it must be a catastrophe, a sigh from your parents, and a helpless guardian beside you. Just like the following child: there is a little boy who seems to have nothing to do with his life. He likes to ignore it. He runs around like a headless fly all day. Now he is riding a "hero car", and then he climbs into a speeding car. After a while ... he is obsessed with ghosts and plays more and more vigorously, because he has been living a quiet life, so day by day passes, and finally one day, he is knocked down by a speeding truck and falls in a pool of blood. His last words to his parents were: "If I could live again, I would be a good person. I finally understand my parents' good intentions of paying attention to safety. "Is this how life ends? Get nothing in return.

This is a case of caring about life. How do you feel when you wake up? Let's cherish this seemingly simple but complicated life!

Pay attention to life safety, starting from me and starting from dribs and drabs, so that you will have a perfect life course and will not leave any regrets.

Nothing is more dangerous to people's lives than traffic accidents. Some people don't obey the traffic rules and lose their feet or even their lives. Especially the young people in the flower season, they don't take life seriously at all, and they don't know regret until they hear the tearful screams. There is a good saying: "If I had known this, why should I have?"

Therefore, we should obey the traffic rules, don't do things that are not good for us, do them well bit by bit, and shouldn't despise those subtle links. Maybe this little thing is the master of your life. If you can understand this, you will know that life is precious.

Life is short, but whether we are handsome or ugly, we are all unique and precious individuals. As long as you live and experience seriously and don't give up the hope of survival, it is a kind of perfection and eternity. It would be a shame to lose it in adolescence.

Life is only once for everyone, and everyone should love and fear life. Life is not only living in the sense of money, but also a gradual improvement of life process. The value of life lies in creation and dedication. Life does not belong entirely to individuals, nor to family and friends. Life is a priceless treasure more precious than money.

It is sad to lose your life. Life exists for justice, ideals, careers and beliefs. Wouldn't it be better to live the quality of life with limited time, work hard every day, love life, create the world and find colorful dreams?

6. Write a composition "Winter" with more than 500 words modeled on the text "Spring". I am afraid, afraid, the cold wind is coming, and the footsteps of winter are approaching.

Everything seemed to be just hibernating, and I closed my eyes in panic. The mountain died, the water shrank, and the sun turned yellow.

The grass fell into the ground silently, rotting and withering. In the garden, in the field, you see, the small clumps are all yes.

Walking, stepping, stamping, kicking shoes, running and hiding. The wind is wheezing and the grass is soft.

Poplar, willow, ginkgo tree, tiger, harbor opening, satin, sweet and other songs advised to attack and slide, but you ignored me and I ignored you, and all the leaves fell and gasped. It is as high as a telephone pole, as thin as a fishing rod, and as bent as dried radish.

Leaves are bitter; Open your eyes, there are still poplar leaves, willow leaves and ginkgo leaves hanging on the tree. There are hundreds of leaves crying under the tree, and leaves of different sizes are floating around.

Leaves are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, floating in the air like butterflies, laughing and singing. Yes, it's like a witch's hand touching you. The wind has some quaint earthy flavor, mixed with the smell of hay, and the fragrance of various leaves, all floating in the slightly dry air.

Magpies nest in the bare Metasequoia and become happy. She called his wife and children to sing monotonous songs, echoing the cold wind and rain. The dance music of the women in the square has stopped at this time.

This rain is unusual. Each time lasts for six or seven days. Really annoying

Look, like ice beads, like grass seeds, like messy silk, rustling, people's roofs are covered with a thin layer of smoke. The trees are bright white, and the grass is dry and smoky.

In the evening, the lights are on, and the dim light sets off a lonely and desolate night. In the countryside, on the road, by the cement bridge, there are people walking with umbrellas, teachers and students studying in the evening on campus, riding cars in ponchos.

Their figures are sparse and flowing in the rain. The birds in the sky gradually disappeared, and there were fewer children on the ground.

In the city and the countryside, every household, old and young, also went home and hid one by one. The students are all rubbing their hands and cheering, and they are all doing papers in various subjects.

"The hardest day is winter". All the year round, some are busy and some are harvested. Winter is like a newborn baby, light and dormant from head to toe.

Winter is like an old woman with a haggard face and a sigh. In winter, he drives us forward like a lively old man with a cold face and a whip.

7. Write a 500-word landscape composition by imitating the text Snow.

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the north wind is coming, the footsteps of winter are approaching, and the snow has reached the door.

Everything on the earth seemed to be asleep, and I closed my eyes happily. The mountain is sleepy, the water is tired, and the sun's face is hidden.

Snowflakes fall from the sky, thin, small and white. In the yard, on the house, looking around, a large area is covered with snow, as if to cover the earth with a thin quilt.

Small snowflakes are flying and hovering, sometimes rolling, sometimes whirling, or running a few laps to catch a few mysteries. The wind is blowing and the snow is falling quietly. Snowflakes dressed the bare trunk in white again and put on a furry hat on the roof. Even the chrysanthemums that have not withered under the fence are particularly beautiful.

Walking into the yard, I looked up at the crystal snow elves falling from the sky. Their dancing in the air is so light and soft. Otherwise, how can everything on the ground hide so quietly and listen to the sound of winter?

I can't help but go to the nearby square with my mother to enjoy this rare snow scene.

It's really the first snow this winter, and you can see groups of children playing in the snow from a distance. I also caught a handful of snow. Wow, it's cold and icy. It is really crystal clear. It's really greedy to watch children having snowball fights around them. So I quietly grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at my mother when she wasn't looking. Mom suddenly looked up, haha, the wonderful snowball fight began. We fought, ran, jumped, laughed and rowed in the snow ... At this moment, we really forgot the troubles of the day. This snow is really an elf who fell into the mortal world and brought us happiness.

Go to the garden in the middle of the square. I saw a failed chrysanthemum, a withered rose and withered grass. Just as I was sighing for their withered lives, I heard my mother call me and say, "Baby, look! Chimonanthus praecox is open! "

"A few plums in a corner, cold ling alone." Following the direction of my mother's finger, I really saw the plum blossom that just bloomed. Although there are only three or five flowers, they are so small and exquisite. Red plum blossoms are covered with snowflakes, red and white, especially enchanting. I went up and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance. At this moment, in the cold winter, in the cold north wind, under the celebration of snowflakes, wintersweet really blooms in the snow, as the poet said.

I can't help feeling high. Bai Xueling, Qiang Hualing. Decorate everything so beautifully. "Wheat covers three quilts in winter, and I will sleep with buns next year." This snow breeds hope, and winter breeds dreams.

Snowflakes, like messengers of winter, have brought us a world of ice sculptures and jade.

Snowflakes, like spirits falling into the earth, bring us laughter.

Snowflake is like a cleaner, cleaning the dirty world for us.

Snowflakes are like a white hada, conveying greetings from the sky. ...

The teacher asked us to write a composition according to the background of the text. The exam on family maternal love is coming tomorrow, and everyone is eagerly "gnawing" at the book. I am no exception. Maybe it's because of too much pressure, and I'm very upset. In the dead of night, I was still looking at the Chinese book in confusion, but I couldn't understand it at all. At this moment, my mother pushed the door and came in with a cup of hot milk in her hand. "Mom said with concern with a smile. Although I know my mother's mind, my irritability has turned me into a hedgehog, and my mother has become the object of venting. "I don't want to drink. I don't even have time to read. Do I still have time to drink milk? "I don't look up." You'd better go to bed early for tomorrow's exam, or you'll be listless tomorrow. "There was a hint of anxiety in my mother's tone." Leave me alone! I can't read! "I shouted at my mother. The atmosphere suddenly became very lifeless and awkward. My mother was stabbed all over by me, like a turtle without a shell. I know my mother cares about me, and I know I hurt my mother. In fact, I really don't want to say those harsh words, but I don't know why, as soon as I opened my mouth, these words came out like a barrage. My mother silently put my books on the bed and saw me. Close the door gently ... listening to my mother's footsteps behind the door and looking at the steaming milk in front of me, my heart is full of guilt. I want to run out and say "sorry" to my mother. However, I have no courage. In this silent night, I hurt my mother, but my mother laughed it off and was so tolerant of me. My broad maternal love makes me feel so great, but it fills me with guilt. I turned off the light. I looked at the ceiling and made up my mind that I would apologize to my mother tomorrow. I suddenly feel that my mother's love is like air, which keeps me alive, but I often forget its existence.