Spring breeze blew the lawn green, dragged the delicate grass out of the soil, willows sprouted, and other trees sprouted new buds and leaves. Walking on the road, it seems that everyone has a vibrant breath and smells good. Go along this road. I lie gently on the grass, close my eyes, and the sun shines on my body, trees, flowers and plants ... it's really pleasant!
Walking in the spring breeze, I smell the flowers. A few peach blossoms smile at the spring breeze like rosy clouds, but they are very shy. Ah, their faces have turned red. The fragrance of rape flowers in the rape field attracted many bees to collect honey. I walked around and walked out of the cauliflower field, and the smell stuck to me.
I enjoyed it, as if I had forgotten the fatigue of going to school and looked up at the sky. There seems to be something in the air. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be a kite. Some children are running and shouting by the roadside. . The rape flowers in the rape field exude fragrance. A gust of wind blew. Spring is the season when we sow hope. Flowers and plants are warm and willows sprout. Go along this road. Walking on the road, everyone talked together, which was really cool, but really comfortable, as if forgetting the fatigue of school. The new semester has started again!
Walking in the spring breeze, there seems to be something in the air. Looking closely, it turned out to be a kite, coming out of the cauliflower field.
After a rest, many bees came to collect honey, changed their faces and grew new leaves. I lay gently on the grass. Spring is coming, and the fragrance is fragrant.
The spring breeze turned the lawn green. Close your eyes and look up at the sky. As long as we study hard, we will get good grades in return at the end of the term. We should devote ourselves to our research and drag the delicate grass out of the soil. There are many old people enjoying the cool in the shade. I smelled the flowers, everything was reborn, and I got the harvest. Ah, there are some children flying kites by the roadside. I really hope that wind energy will take me farther to see the spring scenery.
I walked on the spring breeze, shouting:
I enjoy it, as if everyone has a breath of vitality. Now that everything is revived, I will work hard and other trees will sprout again. I walk around. A few peach blossoms are as red as rosy clouds!
On the way, I accidentally remembered the sentence "A year's plan lies in spring". I smiled at the spring breeze and the fragrance stuck to me. We must not be lazy. The dreariness and tedium of winter. I believe in hard work. It was so hot that I took a shortcut to buy a cold drink, but I was shy. They took kites and put their childlike interest in the sky. The sun shone on me, and spring filled the world. Everyone looked very happy.
2. Ask for an essay about "Love is like a spring breeze" ~ ~ Love is like a spring breeze, echoing around me all the time and lingering. Oh, this is my mother's selfless love; This is dad's great love! I am like a grass that has just grown, sprouting in the spring breeze of love!
The growth of grass can not be separated from the spring breeze, and my growth can not be separated from the care of my parents!
Last summer vacation, I was too greedy for cold. It is dishonest to sleep in an air-conditioned room. I took off the quilt with my little feet and let my whole body breathe outside. As a result, the body began to have adverse reactions the next morning-first my head was a little dizzy, then my body was a little cold and my stomach hurt. My father took me to the hospital at once.
Sure enough, I have a fever. It's past one o'clock in the afternoon when I got home after intravenous drip, but I still feel sick. My nose is a bit like the momentum of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River-I am rushing and yawning one after another. I have no choice but to take me to Nanjing Children's Hospital. Along the way, I tried my best to cheer myself up: get well soon! You know, mom and dad haven't eaten yet at noon!
In Nanjing Children's Hospital, my father went upstairs and downstairs for a while, busy registering for my medicine, and sometimes I can't walk, and my father has to hug me behind my back.
I have been infusion all afternoon and took some medicine, but my condition shows no signs of improvement. The doctor told us to stay in the observation room, but the beds were full. We have to go home first.
In the evening, my high fever still lingered. My mother measured it with a thermometer and it was as high as 4 1 degree. This frightened my parents, who quickly sent me to the local hospital again. The doctor gave me an injection to reduce my fever, so let me observe it again. That night, my parents didn't sleep well, and my mother kept wiping me with hot water. In a daze, I vaguely saw my mother's eyes overflowing with tears. Oh, mom's love is a crystal tear.
The next day, our family went to Nanjing Children's Hospital again. Mom and dad didn't respond when they passed the Yangtze River Bridge. Today, they showed me the boat on the river, trying to make me forget my illness.
It's another morning drip, and I finally feel a little hungry. I haven't eaten for two days! After I told my father, my father touched his stomach and said, "Oh, I'm hungry, too." I ran downstairs and quickly bought me a delicious bread. Oh, daddy's love is delicious bread.
Spring breeze caresses grass, and grass adds color to spring breeze. My parents have given me so much care, how can I repay them?
Tonight, I mysteriously walked into my mother's room. When she wasn't looking, I suddenly jumped on her and said loudly, "Mom, I love you." Mom was puzzled at first, and then blushed slightly. Dad, I made a small card for him, which read:
Love will never change. I love you, Dad! -From my daughter.
Haha, I hid the card in my father's typing keyboard, and my father hasn't found it yet.
The spring breeze of love makes me grow up day by day. Mom and Dad, I love you!
Love is like spring breeze, as warm as water. How to write spring, a season when everything recovers? The spring breeze awakened Mother Earth.
Whenever the spring breeze comes, I will reach out and touch its soft body, or sit on the roof and let it touch my face. Spring is beautiful because of the spring breeze!
Look, the spring breeze is coming. Hehe, the peach blossoms are blooming, smiling sweetly. The pink petals are like a blushing little girl. Plum trees are also blooming, with white flowers among the emerald leaves, like thousands of snowflakes flying in the treetops. It's hard to see snow in spring, but these flowers are so natural and pleasing to the eye! Not only the flowers look beautiful, but also the ordinary grass sticks out and bathes in the spring breeze. Everything looks so comfortable and harmonious.
I am walking along the narrow path in the country with a happy mood, and I can't help being infected by this spring. On the sparkling water of the field, the mountains and green waters are reflected, and geese fly by from time to time. The spring breeze playfully blows the peach blossoms on the floor, which makes people feel very fresh. Those flowers still refused to come down, hovering over people's heads for a long time and scattered in people's clothes, which made people feel a little cold and comfortable. The spring breeze brings plum blossoms, and many kinds of flowers are tied together, including white with red. The white one reminds me of snow and the red one reminds me of fire. Originally, fire and snow were incompatible, but these two kinds of flowers were tied together harmoniously, which made me feel that there was snow in the fire or fire in the snow. Well done!
Ah! The spring breeze is so magical! I love the spring breeze!
When spring comes, everything seems to be alive again, and the spring breeze is busy spreading green. Inadvertently, spring has spread all over the world.
The warm spring breeze caresses the earth, like a loving mother, stroking a child's cheek. Spring breeze brings us the breath of spring. Spring is different from summer enthusiasm, autumn sadness and winter vicissitudes. The warmth of spring attracts everyone to join.
The same is true of spring breeze: spring breeze is different from the heat in Xia Feng, no matter how you fan it, you can't get rid of the heat; The spring breeze is different from the sadness of the autumn wind. The wind is jingling and the dead leaves are fluttering. Spring breeze is different from the biting cold wind in winter. It is looking for poor warmth, and everyone will tremble when touched. It is gentle and graceful, like an artist, playing a wonderful symphony of spring.
Who says spring breeze has no appearance? The appearance of spring breeze is that wicker swings gently, flowers bow their heads and smile, grass sticks out, and the lake ripples. The spring breeze looks lively and lovely.
Who says spring breeze has no color? The colors of spring wind are light green of grass, white of pears, pink of butterflies and bright yellow of bees.
Who says spring breeze has no taste? The taste of spring breeze is the freshness of spring soil, the fragrance of flowers and the sweetness of pollen.
Spring breeze brings endless imagination, picturesque spring breeze, how beautiful and warm!
4. Require a 600-word composition at the middle school level. The topic is: Love is like spring breeze. I am in the spring breeze.
How time flies! I never know what tiredness is. I felt tired in the review of the final exam for the first time.
In the past, the teacher always called me naughty, but I retorted that I studied well, but now it's different. This is an extraordinary period, and the upcoming entrance examination has pushed me to the brink of collapse again and again. Only then did I realize how bad my grades were. I took a few questions to do and got stuck several times. I started to panic, but I couldn't think of a clue when I opened the book. Those English words that I have memorized by heart are now beginning to leave my mind, and even Chinese words with profound meanings are beginning to forget ... I began to despair, just lying in bed with my eyes closed and thinking nothing. Although I know this is not what I should do, what can I do? I am not a diligent student. I have never worked hard for anything. I even thought it was ridiculous, but what happened? Did it work? No, it's a failure, it's a loss, it's a pity ... Now, my grades have fallen to this point, not only the teacher is disappointed in me, but I'm also beginning to despair of myself. ...
The teacher began to be alert. She found my abnormality and often gave me lectures specially, but I didn't appreciate it. I was numb at that time and couldn't listen to anything. The teacher was talking about the topic, and I nodded in a daze, thinking, stop it, it's no use talking. In this way, I spent a week ... Needless to say, the result of the mock exam was terrible. The teacher was surprised. She wants to know what she has achieved in a week's teaching. She called me to my office and asked me how I was doing. I shook my head and smiled bitterly. She took a deep breath and I smiled contemptuously in my mind. Sure enough, she began to do ideological work, so I listened one by one. "Do you really want to?" Hearing this sentence, I looked up at her in surprise. "Are you really willing to give up like this? Are you really willing to waste a semester's hard work? " Seeing that I was silent, she added, "You know very well that you are not a stupid student or a bad student. Look at your grades last semester.
Thanks to my teacher's help, I achieved unprecedented good results in the final exam. This is my teacher's help and of course my own efforts. I used to despise the metaphor that "teachers are like gardeners and we are flowers". Now, I know that the teacher is the spring breeze, and we bathe in it. ...
Please write an article on the topic of "Spring Breeze". I want to know what grade you are in. I don't know whether "spring breeze" is a simple description or an extension of meaning. I found two articles for reference only-the messenger of spring, who came to the world with deep affection.
It is like a naive and lively little girl, holding a colored magic pen and wearing a fairy flower skirt, flying happily. The spring breeze flutters around like a drizzle.
Thousands of willows stretch out and open yellow and green eyes. Green grass and green leaves are crowded together like a market.
Those clever little swallows have flown in from the south, adding a lot of interest to nature. The spring breeze blows across the earth, and the new green is stubbornly pulled out on the vegetation stubble that people have harvested.
Without artificial cultivation, they grow under the care of spring breeze and sunshine. At this time, there are endless green oceans everywhere.
Oppose red, white, yellow, pink, purple ... all kinds of wild flowers. A gust of wind blew, and the rich fragrance of flowers and plants went straight to the heart.
No matter who you are, you will open your mouth and breathe this fresh breath deeply, as carefree as drinking wine. The spring breeze came to the field, awakened the hibernating seedlings and turned green.
They staggered towards the spring breeze and said, "Sister Feng Chun, thank you for blowing me green." Walking in the field, a beautiful picture is presented: green seedlings are endless and neatly arranged, one next to the other, like dwarfs.
The farmer's uncle is busy sowing seeds. The spring breeze blows on the farmer's uncle.
Blow into their hearts. "It's so cool."
The farmer uncle said happily. Sweat soaked the clothes, but they wiped their sweat and went on working.
Spring breeze comes to the orchard, and all the fruit trees are waving to Xifeng. When the spring breeze comes to the willow, with a gentle blow, the willow will grow a new bud as big as a key, tender, green and full of pride! They twisted their waists, waved hairlike branches and danced happily.
Look, those flowers are blooming, there are graceful winter jasmine flowers and charming peony flowers ... Little bees come together to collect honey while calling friends, and they are close to each other in the east; Butterflies are flying among the flowers in the Middle East. Look at the west ... what a vibrant spring scene! Ah! Spring breeze! You not only blow green nature, but also warm our hearts. Spring breeze, you are our forever friend.
I can't help thinking of a poem that has been echoing in my ear for a long time: Sister Feng Chun welcomes you and flies to nature to send clothes. You give red clothes to peach trees and green clothes to weeping willows.
You send yellow clothes to Cai Er, and you send colored clothes to Hua Er. Thank you, Sister Feng Chun. I like that red dress.
I like that green dress, and I gradually put it on my colorful coat. Wherever the spring breeze blows, there is sadness, so the dying leaves are taken away by you in advance. Your strength is not strong, but you can easily blow out my tears, easily cool my heart, and easily blow away sadness and joy. You can't help shivering when you come quietly. Leaves that are not completely yellow slowly fall, and thoughts with tears turn into dead leaves and spring mud, but I firmly believe that spring mud will nourish new green.
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6. Some people think that maternal love is like a warm cup of hot milk. Motherly love is like the sun where everything grows; Just like protecting your pony. But I think maternal love is like spring breeze. Has been warming my young heart.
When we are hurt, maternal love soothes our hearts like spring breeze; When we encounter difficulties, maternal love encourages us to overcome them like spring breeze.
For example, every time I take an exam, sometimes I don't do well, and my mother won't scold me. Instead, she said, "Although I didn't do well in the exam this time, I can continue to cheer next time, but you will always be the smartest child in my heart." Then help me analyze the cause of the mistake and let me correct it. Once I was sick, my mother immediately sent me to the hospital, busy registering and looking for a doctor to see me. The doctor took my temperature first, 42 degrees. I know from the bottom of my heart that my illness is very serious. The doctor gave me a prescription, and my mother went to get my medicine at once, and then sent me to the infusion hall to wait. We need an infusion. Mother specifically told the doctor: "Be gentle." From the beginning of infusion, my mother has been waiting for me, asking me from time to time if I am sad. Do you want something to eat? I replied one by one: "It's a little hard, I'm not hungry." After more than two hours, I finally lost. Mom, help me press my hand.
This time, as usual, my mother sheltered me from the wind and rain with her arms; My mother releases endless warmth for me with her hands. She made me understand that love is not in my mouth, but in my heart. Makes me feel as warm as the spring breeze.
Motherly love, in my eyes, although you are a glass of water, an apple and a book, it is the most beautiful spring breeze in the world.
7. Write a composition on what love is like. Love is like a 400-word spring rain.
What is love like? Some people say that love is like honey, sweet, some people say that love is like a breeze, unpredictable but cool and pleasant, some people say that love is like a warm sun, but it doesn't feel hot, but I say that love is like a drizzle in spring, nourishing me.
I think I will never forget that painful and happy time. I am going to take part in the school competition. In order to fulfill my promise, I have been working hard. I try my best to fight. In the days of preparing for the competition, I will fight late every day, but there is still a figure beside me, that is my mother. My mother will sit beside me every day and wait quietly. Every day, every night, she will always be there until I fall asleep, and she will sleep peacefully.
Once, I lost track of time when doing exercises. Even so, my mother is still by my side. I could see that she was waiting for me with a strong sense of sleepiness. Suddenly, there was only guilt and love in my heart. Every morning, when I was still sleeping, my mother got up and prepared breakfast for me. Many breakfast shops are open late in winter, so my mother goes far away to buy them for me. When my mother came home, her hands were red with cold. I said sadly, "mom, why do you have to buy breakfast?" In fact, what I like best is that you made it yourself! " But my mother always answers me with a warm smile. I came into this world with feelings. My mother once said to me, "Your coming is the best gift from God." But I know that I live in the touch of my family all the time.
I am very grateful to my mother, but the word "thank you" has never been said. I understand that my parents' touch on me is not just a "thank you", and I will repay it with my life. Love, like spring rain, moistens me and makes my grass grow healthily!
8. Write a short article entitled "Love is-love is spring breeze and dew".
I wrote it myself, not others.
The help of love is like a spring breeze, where it blows, it nourishes, and where it is happy, it grows. I have some memory bottles that record the things brought by the spring breeze, or leave the footprints of the spring breeze.
Open one of them. It was the day when I was six years old. My mother and I went to Moore Spring happily, ready to go shopping. We came to the women's section first, and my mother bought a dress she liked. She went to the cashier with the receipt. As for me, I don't know what she did, because I was still playing in the chair! Huh? Why haven't you met mom? Where the hell did she go? I scanned it right away, but alas, I still couldn't find it. A fear came at me like a demon, and tears could not help falling. I immediately left the counter and walked up and down in frustration. A cashier felt very strange and asked, "What's the matter with you, little friend?" "I can't find my mother! ! ! "The cashier saw that I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks and asked," What's your mother's name? What's the phone number? " "My mother's name is Hua Luo." I only answered half of it. Why? Because mom said she couldn't tell any stranger her home phone number. The cashier listened and said, "Wait a minute." "Oh." My face looks so red, a spring breeze blows across my face, a warm current stirs all over me, and my eyes reveal an unspeakable gratitude. A minute later, I threw myself into my mother's arms.
The heat flow from the spring breeze of love moistens, warms and caresses the seedlings like dew.
9. Motherly love is like a spring breeze (composition). Motherly love is like a clear river, which brings you purity; Motherly love is like a cup of hot tea, which brings you warmth; Motherly love is like a red candle, burning silently and bringing you light!
I think maternal love is like spring breeze.
I remember that it was the eve of primary school graduation and I couldn't finish my homework. Every day, we have to write until late at night. It is mom who prepares a cup of hot coffee for you when you are tired to cheer you up. Motherly love makes you feel relaxed! Every year in the hottest summer, I can't sleep at night because of the "buzzing" sound of mosquitoes. At this time, your mother always drives them away for you. When you are too hot to sleep, mom will always bring you a fan and keep fanning you until you fall asleep! Motherly love makes you feel good.
Entering junior high school, the study pressure is even greater. Every morning, mom always gets up earlier than you, prepares breakfast for you and increases your nutrition. Breakfast is different every day. Motherly love makes you feel very comfortable.
After each exam, although sometimes the results are not satisfactory, my mother will always explain the wrong questions on the test paper impatiently. Motherly love makes you feel warm.
Once, I was sick, and my mother quickly dressed me and took me to the hospital. My mother always catches her breath when I'm not seriously ill. Motherly love makes you feel warm!
Mom will always help you when you need help. When I see something in a bookstore or gift shop, my mother will always take out the money without hesitation and buy you what you need to make you happy!
Mother uses her arms to block the wind and frost within her power for you; Mother will release endless warmth with her palm. ...
Motherly love is like spring breeze, which makes you feel cool, comfortable, relaxed and happy. ...