High school English reading manuscript: thousands of Baidu, the hazy place is night. On this night when every pore is emitting hot air, green fireflies are rising in the grass, fields and wells. I sneaked into the grass, covered some of them with my hands, and gently opened my hands. The light green fluorescence flickered and fluttered slowly in midair like snowflakes. That's a song of flying fireflies that I danced with my friends at my grandmother's house when I was a child. At that time, it seemed that there were only quiet footsteps, only the songs of hope brought by the fireflies flowing quietly, and only the pure hearts beating quietly. But we didn't think too much about our wishes at that time. We just don't realize what we are waiting for.
At night, fireflies fly into my dreams. I was lying alone in the vast field, my whole body relaxed, my arms open and my body exposed? Big? Font, fireflies around me, flashing, showing? Big? The shape of the word, my head tilted slightly to the right, my long hair was gently held up by these little green guys, and my mouth was smiling happily. Gradually, my body floated upward, and a group of fireflies accompanied me to fly in the direction of the moon. Moonlight is like the frost of the day, shining with boundless light, and it is like a cotton gauze, which is softly sprinkled on me. I woke up in a daze, awakened by breeze, moonlight and white clouds, or dreamed where fireflies took me in my dream. I was curious, so I woke up slowly. Sure enough, my dream came true.
That night, fireflies flew into my dream again. This time, five years later, I dreamed of them again. At this time, I have entered the age of flower season. I sat reading under the lamp and fell asleep watching. I was lying on my desk, and the book covered half my face. I fell asleep sweetly Another love, love, love. In the dream, the book became a firefly, and the lines in the book also became flying fireflies. Suddenly looking back, that person was in the dim light! ? Those green flashing poems, flowing back and forth on me, wrapped my body and lingering on my broad back. Suddenly there is a warm feeling. When I woke up, my back was covered with a warm quilt.
That night, fireflies appeared in my dream again. This time, after three years, I dreamed of them again. This time, I am an adult. I dreamed of her, my best friend, lying hand in hand on the green grass. We are relatively speechless, but our hearts are connected. We have known each other for more than 20 years and are destined to go to the same kindergarten, the same primary school and the same middle school, but because of my departure, we failed to create a miracle of fate again. Love again, love again. I dreamed that she became a firefly, drifting away from me. When I woke up, my face was covered with tears.
That night, when I recalled the fireflies in my grandmother's house when I was a child, I recalled the innocence at that time. It was at night, when I recalled the scene when fireflies fell asleep when I was a child, I remembered what a happy life was like. That night, looking back at the flower season, fireflies dreamed again, and I recalled what the care of my loved ones was. That night, when I looked back on my adulthood, I dreamed of fireflies again. I remembered what pure friendship was and what I was reluctant to give up on friendship.
Looking back suddenly, it's not just people in dim light, it can be family, friendship, innocence, purity, all good feelings or things. I hope it is not just a dream, not only a period of time, not only a beautiful memory, but also a beautiful life that I will strive to create in the future!
The most beautiful thing is the color of the pond. At eight o'clock in the morning, I rode my bike to the lotus pond in the north gate.
The sun shines on the road, and the light and shadow are scattered on the ground through the cracks in the leaves. My shadow began to grow longer.
The wind gently brushed my face, like a fairy's delicate hands smearing powder cake for me, as if my skin had become tender, bright and flawless. Long hair fluttering, wearing headphones, listening to the moonlight on the pond. ? I am a fish in your pond, just to wait for Bai Yueguang with you, while listening to songs, while yearning for the color of late spring and early summer.
I came to the pond, locked my bike, took off my headphones and let the wind blow in my face. The coolness of the whole body penetrates into the depths of the skin through every pore, and the skirt dances along with it, scratching my skin and feeling itchy. What kind of spring scenery and summer scenery it is!
Look, a pool of lotus flowers is swaying in the wind, and the pink flowers are in bud. For example, the girl next door in "The Old Cardamom" is the age of "The Seed of Love", and there is a strange feeling blooming quietly in her heart. Spring breeze, you are so affectionate and handsome that her heart is deeply attracted by you. The girl is in love with spring, which is probably the smell!
Look, that crimson lotus is in full bloom. Red cheeks, skin as white as moonlight, like a young woman in a boudoir, like a bride who has just finished a wedding reception, wearing a red headscarf. You see, she is slightly drunk, swaying her graceful posture like that, waiting for the arrival of the groom. A thousand nights are worth a thousand dollars, which is probably the charm!
You see, the most vivid lotus is gorgeous, comfortable, rich, full and full, such as a good girl, knowledgeable and beautiful, not as light as Zhao, not as full as Yang Guifei, and it is a beauty between the two, which combines the advantages of both.
Lotus leaves, large and small, spread on the water, set off the lotus, reminding me of Li Qingzhao's words: green and fat, red and thin, struggle for crossing, struggle for crossing, get lost in the depths of the lotus!
The green water waves are swaying from time to time, only to hear the crisp sound of the pool water. Look, it's a golden fish!
On the fence of the river pond, there are thousands of small trees, such as human landscape paintings and bonsai with three-dimensional cultural connotations. A few birds, small, active and light, shook their heads, sang loudly, and some even danced happily. Some even kissed in front of so many people.
Everyone has a pond in his heart. Let me see, isn't this pond a good memory for people? It is so vibrant and lush. The bottom of the pond is fertile soil, isn't it our spiritual pure land? Isn't that pure green water our state of mind? Without noble morality, pure mind, our memory, will our feelings be beautiful and wonderful?
The pond is surrounded by rows of stone benches, and the shed above is covered with green rattan leaves, like a girl's hair, like a green bead curtain, like a green galaxy.
Where are those and sparrows? Unfortunately, it was taken off!
Surrounded by green grass, yellow and purple flowers are warmly decorated. Look, another beautiful scene! Another unforgettable memory! Besides the river pond, there are other beautiful scenery in life. No matter which scenery you are in, please remember, please cherish these beautiful things and be sure to keep the pure land in your heart! Please live in your pure, positive and beautiful memory!
I will gently tell you where my dream is. When I was a child, my dream was to have a pair of red dancing shoes. The toes were soft cotton yarn, the corners were continuous satin, and the heels were thick insoles. This is a pair of lavender dancing shoes. Wearing it and holding the railing, I gently padded my toes and stretched out my slender legs. My other hand is raised in the radian of a crescent, and my fingers are like blue fingers. The white skirt undulates as my body rotates, elegant, affectionate, classical and beautiful. Suddenly, a prince danced with me, wearing a tight white dress, slender legs with muscles, and very energetic. It happened to fly to me, with the grip of two hands and the strong support of two legs. Look, the wings are as elegant, soft, delicate and light as light goose feathers, with a tenacity in exquisiteness! Tell you gently, it is an elegant ballet!
When I grow up, my dream is to be a black swan dancing on the glacier! Melodious and ethereal music is introduced to every listener's ears, as if, as if seeing the silky staff floating in the dusk! The music is more delicate and beautiful. On the dark stage, the spotlight surrounds a beautiful and flawless woman 360 degrees! Dance music officially began, effectively pulling out the dark time and space. All the lights, such as the sunshine in spring, parted the dark clouds and suddenly appeared dazzling light! The woman raised her long arm, and the pace of fine steps accelerated and increased. She watched, and she was about to hit the audience at the bottom. Suddenly, she turned her back to the wall at the corner and bypassed the corner. The woman glided on the ice like the wind, and the wind lifted her short and light dance skirt. The notes jumped rapidly and suddenly the waves were rough. The woman spun in the air for three and a half times by sliding inertia. Tell you gently, it is an elegant ice dance!
As time goes by, my dream is to be a peacock and move like a cloud on the stage! That woman, with a delicate face and a pair of moving eyes, is as smart as a peacock, and all the movements around her can't escape her eyes! God, quick and sharp; Do not lose tenderness, such as soft waves with water! Dressed in a peacock-feather dress, the limbs are slender and powerful, and the slender and transparent nails are even more enchanting under the light. What a beautiful and agile peacock this is! Her muscles seem to be made of water, more powerful than water; Her hands are as changeable as flowing water, more mysterious than flowing water! Her limbs are so soft that she can wave up and down at any time! She hid behind the green screen, surrounded by darkness, only white light shone on the green screen. In the soft light, you can see her gentle and graceful back. Her hands are like a peacock's face. Nodding slightly, trembling slightly, like a peacock who can dance. Being as proud as a peacock is perhaps the most beautiful and magical physiological phenomenon in the world. Women, on the other hand, combine this wonderful form with the limbs of the human body, making people hold their breath, dare not breathe, dare not make any noise, and quietly appreciate the complacent beauty of nature! Tell you gently, it's beautiful peacock dance!
As time goes by, sometimes wishes cross the sky like meteors. Just for a moment, a beautiful image flashed in my mind and will be engraved in my heart forever. That's, that's a dream that can't be realized with all my strength. Because of poverty, because of seniority, because we can't create the right time, the right place and the right person!
All beautiful scenery, beautiful things, beautiful animals and beautiful art can be expressed more incisively and vividly through people's limbs, eyes and expressions. People, in fact, are omnipotent! Mankind's pursuit of beauty has never stopped since ancient times: 3,000 harem beauties are carefully selected; Palace dances are all gorgeous costumes; Gold and silver ornaments are beautifully made.
My dream is not only related to beautiful dance, but also to beautiful charm. It conveys a beautiful culture, a beautiful soul and a beautiful harmony!
To tell you gently, my dream lies in the holy beauty of ballet, the gorgeous beauty of ice dance and the mysterious beauty of peacock dance!