Go to school, I went to school. It just snowed and it was very cold, so the snow didn't melt. There is snow everywhere in the yard. In order to facilitate pedestrians to walk, the teacher decided to sweep the snow with his classmates. I robbed a bucket, and my classmates were unhappy. He said unhappily, "You patted my bucket, me and the teacher!" " "This scared me, I'll give it to him. The snow is really hard. If you don't work hard, you can't sweep, so sweep hard, sweep hard. Although it is cold, I am still sweating. I asked my classmate to give me a bottle of water to drink. He came over and said, "There is only one bottle left." I said, "then you drink. "So, I swept and swept desperately. Finally, I woke up the sleeping tree in winter and became radiant. Although I am very tired, I am very happy because I have done a good deed.
The first time I tasted the fatigue of the cleaner, I just did a little thing, but I cried very tired. What about the cleaner? No matter day or night, I have tirelessly stuck to my job, getting up early and greedy for the dark, making Bo more beautiful and moving. Ah, you are great!
I love the cleaner, her obscurity, her unrequited love, her obscurity, and her bit by bit. ...
2. Look at pictures and write in grade one, and three children sweep the snow. In the evening, Snow Girl travels around the world wittily while people are sleeping. In the morning, people were fascinated by Snow Girl's grand masterpiece: on the bare value, there were beautiful white flowers blooming on the floor; Rows of sentences upstairs are wrapped in silver. The wide roads and small yards are covered with thick white carpets, which are all wrapped in silver and very beautiful.
Xiaogang enjoyed the beautiful scenery outside the window while eating breakfast. Suddenly, he remembered uncle Zhang, a military family member. Uncle Zhang is over 60 years old, and his wife has long passed away. His eldest daughter married in a foreign country, and his youngest son joined the army as a cadre. He stayed in Xinjiang for 10 years. Now uncle Zhang is at home alone, the snow is deep and it is not convenient to walk. What if he falls? Hey! By the way, I'll find some people to sweep the snow for him.
Thought of here, Xiaogang quickly put down his chopsticks and braved the heavy snow to find Xiao Min, Xiao Li and Ding Xiao. When he talked about sweeping the snow for Uncle Zhang, everyone jumped for joy. They came to Uncle Zhang's yard with brooms and shovels, gently pushed open the door and began to work quietly.
The heavy snow covered the path and flooded the front steps, so they began to sweep in through the courtyard gate. The path was exposed and they swept along it to the door. Xiao Gang and Xiao Min swept the snow on both sides without saying a word. Ding Xiao and Xiao Li followed behind and piled the snow on the side of the road. Soon, they rushed to the front of the steps. Xiao Gang gently told everyone again, "Keep your voice down and don't disturb Uncle Zhang."
They finally cleared the snow in the yard and were preparing to go out. They heard some noise in the house, and were afraid of being discovered by Uncle Zhang, so they immediately hid behind the door. The door creaked open and the burly uncle Zhang came out with a broom. It seems to be going to sweep the snow, but when I saw it, where was the snow? Looking around with wide eyes, I finally found the "secret". He smiled and said, "Little Lei Feng, come out quickly!" Xiaogang and others rushed out from behind the door, vying to say hello to Uncle Zhang. "Thank you!" Uncle Zhang said. "You're welcome, this is what we should do." Xiao Gang and others waved and ran away, leaving a string of small footprints outside the door.
In the morning, before I got up, I heard my mother say it was snowing outside. I quickly got up and climbed up the window to see that it was snowing outside.
Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. However, such beautiful snow also has some disadvantages, that is, if it is not shoveled off the road, people may fall when walking on it. So, my father said to me, "Son, be sure to shovel the snow on the road to the side of the road, so that everyone can rest assured." I nodded and said, "well, let's do it now!" "
So we took out two tools from home, a shovel and a broom. Dad gave me the broom and he took the shovel himself. We began to clear the snow in front of our house. Dad shoveled snow in front and I swept it on the road behind.
I vigorously swept the residual snow on the ground. Sweeping and sweeping, I think it's a pity that so much snow has been swept into the roadside fields. Why can't I make a snowman with these snows? Kill two birds with one stone! I began to clear the snow in the middle. Then, sweep the snow in the distance and sweep it into a pile. When it snowed harder, I began to snowball. Snow can bring endless fun and laughter, but after the heavy snow falls all over the sky, it ushered in a disturbing but happy and interesting snow sweeping. Everyone went to the task site with shovels, brooms and other tools, working energetically, flushed, numb and panting. But in the process of sweeping the snow, everyone's smiling face and happy laughter were left, which gradually dissipated in the snow.
Sweeping snow is a matter of course, a responsibility and an obligation. I came to school with my teacher. Classmate, you swept the snow at the door with a broom. When I saw the snow on the playground, I couldn't help thinking of my primary school days, and I looked forward to it every winter. After the snow, you can run around in the snow and even roll in the snow. At that time, parents and teachers never seemed to interfere in our activities. In the morning, we will drag shovels and brooms from home to school to sweep snow, make snowmen and have snowball fights. After class, I will also write a composition about the true feelings of snow sweeping. But what about our children now? But I can only look at the snow and have no fun playing with it. My parents don't allow me to play at home, let alone accompany me. In school, safety comes first, safety comes first. It always seems that safety problems make children lose a lot of fun. The fun of playing with snow is also lost because of safety problems. Thank you, this snow has brought me great happiness. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. I'll talk to my classmates next time. The teacher sweeps the snow together. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. I'll talk to my classmates next time. The teacher sweeps together. I really feel sorry for the students who didn't go down to sweep the snow. ...
Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. Snow represents sadness, romance and elegance in leisure, and charm in cold. I love snow, its whiteness, its tranquility, its nobility, its elegance and nobility. Snow is my soul, a portrayal of my personality, charming but not vulgar, quiet and elegant, it purifies the air.
4. Learning from Lei Feng's snow sweeping composition once said: It is not difficult to do good deeds, but it is difficult to do good deeds for a lifetime. Good things, no matter how big or small, seem trivial. As long as it is beneficial to others, it is a good thing.
Go to school, I went to school. It just snowed and it was very cold, so the snow didn't melt. There is snow everywhere in the yard. In order to facilitate pedestrians to walk, the teacher decided to sweep the snow with his classmates. I robbed a bucket, and my classmates were unhappy. He said unhappily, "You patted my bucket, me and the teacher!" " "This scared me, I'll give it to him. The snow is really hard. If you don't work hard, you can't sweep, so sweep hard, sweep hard. Although it is cold, I am still sweating. I asked my classmate to give me a bottle of water to drink. He came over and said, "There is only one bottle left." I said, "then you drink. "So, I swept and swept desperately. Finally, I woke up the sleeping tree in winter and became radiant. Although I am very tired, I am very happy because I have done a good deed.
The first time I tasted the fatigue of the cleaner, I just did a little thing, but I cried very tired. What about the cleaner? No matter day or night, I have tirelessly stuck to my job, getting up early and greedy for the dark, making Bo more beautiful and moving. Ah, you are great!
I love the dustman, her obscurity, her unrequited love, her obscurity and her dribs and drabs. ...
5. How to write snow in the fifth grade school is a wonderful thing. In the folk, snow is regarded as a sign, which indicates good weather, abundant crops, good luck and happiness in the coming year.
Snow can bring endless fun and excitement, but after the heavy snow falls all over the sky, it ushered in a disturbing but happy and interesting snow sweeping. A large group of people, with shovels, brooms and other tools, marched to the task site in a mighty way, working in full swing, flushed, numb and panting. But in the process of sweeping the snow, everyone's smiling face and happy laughter were left, which gradually dissipated in the snow.
Sweeping snow is a matter of course, a responsibility and an obligation. I came to school with my teachers and classmates. You swept the snow at the door with a broom. When I saw the snow on the playground, I couldn't help thinking of my primary school days, and I looked forward to it every winter. After the snow, you can run around in the snow and even roll in the snow. At that time, parents and teachers never seemed to interfere in our activities. In the morning, we will drag shovels and brooms from home to school to sweep snow, make snowmen and have snowball fights. After class, I will also write a composition about the true feelings of snow sweeping. But what about our children now? But I can only look at the snow and have no fun playing with it. My parents don't allow me to play at home, let alone accompany me. In school, safety comes first, safety comes first. It always seems that safety problems make children lose a lot of fun. The fun of playing with snow is also lost because of safety problems. Thank you, this snow has brought me great happiness. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. Next time I will sweep the snow with my classmates and teachers. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all wet through. Sweep with classmates and teachers next time. I really feel sorry for the students who didn't go down to sweep the snow …
Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. Snow represents sadness, romance and elegance in leisure, and charm in cold. I love snow, its whiteness, its tranquility, its nobility, its elegance and nobility. Snow is my soul, a portrayal of my personality, charming but not vulgar, quiet and elegant, it purifies the air.
Through this snow sweeping, my classmates and teachers have become more harmonious, and I understand that we should all help each other.
6. How to write a diary of sweeping snow on campus? Snow is a wonderful thing. In the folk, snow is regarded as a sign, which indicates good weather, abundant crops, good luck and happiness in the coming year.
Snow can bring endless fun and excitement, but after the heavy snow falls all over the sky, it ushered in a disturbing but happy and interesting snow sweeping. A large group of people, with shovels, brooms and other tools, marched to the task site in a mighty way, working in full swing, flushed, numb and panting. But in the process of sweeping the snow, everyone's smiling face and happy laughter were left, which gradually dissipated in the snow.
Sweeping snow is a matter of course, a responsibility and an obligation. I came to school with my teachers and classmates. You swept the snow at the door with a broom. When I saw the snow on the playground, I couldn't help thinking of my primary school days, and I looked forward to it every winter. After the snow, you can run around in the snow and even roll in the snow. At that time, parents and teachers never seemed to interfere in our activities. In the morning, we will drag shovels and brooms from home to school to sweep snow, make snowmen and have snowball fights. After class, I will also write a composition about the true feelings of snow sweeping. But what about our children now? But I can only look at the snow and have no fun playing with it. My parents don't allow me to play at home, let alone accompany me. In school, safety comes first, safety comes first. It always seems that safety problems make children lose a lot of fun. The fun of playing with snow is also lost because of safety problems. Thank you, this snow has brought me great happiness. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. Next time I will sweep the snow with my classmates and teachers. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. Sweep with classmates and teachers next time. I really feel sorry for the students who didn't go down to sweep the snow …
Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. Snow represents sadness, romance and elegance in leisure, and charm in cold. I love snow, its whiteness, its tranquility, its nobility, its elegance and nobility. Snow is my soul, a portrayal of my personality, charming but not vulgar, quiet and elegant, it purifies the air.
Through this snow sweeping, my classmates and teachers have become more harmonious, and I understand that we should all help each other.
7. Write a picture of three children sweeping snow. On Saturday morning, Xiaogang quickly got dressed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, ate breakfast in a hurry and went out to play. As soon as he opened the door, Xiaogang saw the white snow blanket on the ground at a glance. He was so happy because he could have a snowball fight with his friends again.
However, Xiaogang had not walked a few steps on the snow-white blanket when he slipped on the ground and even his hat was gone.
Xiao Gang struggled to get up in pain. He found a hat, picked it up and put it on his head. He felt the dull pain and thought: If you slip after the snow, others will slip if you are not careful. In order to avoid accidents, I'd better sweep the snow clean.
So Xiaogang took a broom from home and began to sweep the snow carefully. One minute, two minutes, three minutes ... I don't know how long it took, but Xiaogang finally swept a clean road and turned the swept snow into a snowy mountain. Look, he is so tired that he is sweating all over, but he doesn't even bother to wipe the sweat.
Thinking that neighbors will praise themselves when they see clean streets, and that uncle Wang next door no longer has to worry about slipping on the snow, Xiaogang secretly smiled.
8. Snowy children look at pictures and write about snow. In winter, goose feather-like snowflakes fall from the sky. Snowflakes, like white cotton wool, like dandelions blown off, like small white flowers scattered by angels, quietly float to every corner of the earth.
When I arrived at school in the morning, I saw a house wearing a white hat, a tree wearing a white cotton-padded jacket and a large white carpet on the ground. Although the snow scene is beautiful, too thick snow will make it inconvenient for us to walk and easy to slip. Therefore, the students volunteered to pick up brooms, shovels, dustpans and so on. And came to the school gate to sweep the snow. We shovel the snow to both sides of the road with a shovel, and then clean up the remaining snow with a broom and dustpan. Although we are all shivering with cold and our ears are red with cold, it is still warm to look at the school gate that we have swept clean.
We are no longer cold in this snowy day, because the warmth of unity and friendship and the enthusiasm of helping others warm everyone's heart. ...
9. The composition about sweeping snow in school is 450 words. There was a heavy snow last night, and the campus was covered with heavy snow, which was particularly enchanting. Under the guidance of the teacher, we went to the campus and started the battle of sweeping snow.
Everyone was in full swing, and some students tried their best, holding iron poles and pushing their heads, and with a click, a piece of snow was shoveled down. Some students were sweating profusely, so they took off their cotton-padded jackets and threw them aside to continue their work. Someone had a worn finger, only sucked into his mouth, and then continued to shovel snow. The whole campus is filled with the sound of "jingling" snow removal, which is very lively. You see, there is a male student with a short-handled shovel, chopping hard snow. A few sit-ups, a few deep impressions. He shook his sour arm, rolled up his sleeves and planted the top of the iron stirrup in the impression. He pressed it hard again, but the snow did not move. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, held the handle with both hands and shouted, "Get up!" " At the same time, I tried my best to pry, and finally I pried out the snow as big as a table. Several male students volunteered to set up a "temporary transport team". I saw them standing side by side in a row, inserting iron bars into the bottom of the snowdrift and shouting "one, two, three!" " "He pushed it hard.
The uncles and aunts who passed by the school gate saw that our pampered "little emperors" and "little princesses" could move snow like ants, and they all cast favorable eyes.
10. Snow sweeping composition, seeking speed Snow sweeping composition: By the time I got to school, the school had been carved with snow, jade and silver. Suddenly, a classmate caught my eye and said, "The teacher has an order to go to class and clear all the snow in the environmental area." I rushed into the classroom, put down my schoolbag and went to "support my teammates". In the environmental area, I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me. The doddering tree in the school was covered with snow. The branches kept shaking in the snow. The students all use shovels, brooms, brooms and buckets to fight against the "enemy". We are like four armies fighting against a reactionary. It constitutes a "snow sweeping map". Reminds me of the poem "Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees". I looked down, "hey! Where is my guy? " So I was already there, and I was still standing there intact. I picked up the broom and officially joined the ranks of "fighting".
The "snow sweeper" rushed forward in a mighty way. The crowd buzzed. Hey! Unexpectedly, this seemingly vulnerable "enemy" is invincible today, as if testing our patience! My teammates and I fought bravely to "destroy" the "enemies" that fell from the sky again and again. We had a great effort to integrate them and let our "dustpan soldiers" clean up the battlefield. "Teammates" are in full swing, sweating like a pig, or that. Not to be outdone, the "broom soldiers" came forward and gathered some "enemies" together. We rushed to grab this "big fat". The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but we still take the lead, endure the cold and fight the enemy. Some people hold them in their hands, some use dustpans, and some use buckets. Anyway, "teammates" tried their best to destroy the "enemy". Can you believe it? Zou Jiabao, our strongman, always rushed ahead and devoted himself to "fighting", and Yang Jing, our soldier, always tried his best to destroy the "enemy" better.
And our mainstay, Zhang Yixin, who is a "hero" among us. He won't give up, he won't be too dirty and he's not afraid of being tired. Even if he can bear a little cold, he will "fight to the end." There are also many "female soldiers" cheering for us. Everyone has a long way to go, and unity is strength. Somehow, the snow is getting smaller and smaller. Is it that our United strength and efforts have condensed into a warm current and melted the ice and snow? After dozens of minutes of heroic fighting, the task was finally completed and the enemy was destroyed. Back in the classroom, "teammates" are exhausted, but the joy of success has been written on everyone's face.