The first section imitates the language of the earth

If you are a turtle,

Please come into my arms and have a good time.

There's tempting food here,

Wet mud pit,

And the clear lake.

You can bask in the sun lazily,

You can also swim to your heart's content.

No matter how slow you climb,

I will cheer for you with a smile.

Imitate the writing composition homework of the earth to help imitate the writing of the earth in Class 4 (3) of Dongjiangyuan Primary School Lesson 1 Exercise: Try to write another paragraph after imitating the first four paragraphs of the text.

..... If you were a butterfly, you could fly on my chest.

There are colorful gardens and fragrant flowers here. There are clear lakes and sweet nectar here ... you can use flowers as your cradle and lie in it to suck nectar. You can have a party with your friends in the rose bushes. No matter what dance you dance, I think it's beautiful! ……

If you are a turtle, please come to my arms and have a good time.

There are tempting foods, wet mud pits and clear lakes.

You can bask in the sun lazily or swim to your heart's content.

No matter how slow you climb, I will cheer for you with a smile.

If you are a hedgehog, please come and play in my forest.

There are many fruits and hidden grass here.

You can taste the sweet wild fruit, or you can happily roll the game.

Don't worry that your thorns will hurt my chest. Your laughter is my happiness.

Even if you are a small earthworm, I will give you a comfortable nest.

There is fertile soil and rotten leaves here. You can enjoy the cool in summer and sleep peacefully in winter.

No matter how you drill holes in me, I won't complain. I like your naughty.

Even if you are a stray puppy, please don't cry.

I will give you a warm tree hole to shelter you from the wind and rain, and I will give you enough food to stop you from starving.

The trees and grass here are your friends, and you will live happily here.

Ah! The earth is me, I am the earth.

No matter how insignificant your life is, I will let you grow up smiling in my arms! Level 4: 20 14 years

Writing a composition on the theme of "the earth" nourishes us. What we can really feel is the reality of the earth, so maybe you won't pay attention.

We can feel the power of the earth, the flowers and birds it brings us, singing and dancing ... The earth is the representative of reality, and it brings a simple and natural atmosphere.

The earth may not make us yearn for it, everyone wants to fly to the sky, and the earth, only geologists are willing to contact him.

The earth is like a familiar friend, and there is no blank place for us to guess.

Why did I say the first sentence? I once asked my father-do you prefer the sky or the earth? Dad chose the earth.

Indeed, older people don't have so many dreams and curiosity. Reality sharpens their thoughts and life makes them more mature.

And our persistence in the sky, even if it is naive, is also naive! No matter what it is, it has its value and sadness.

I'm not sure whether the weather is better or the earth is better. I just want to say that everyone and everything are worth thinking about and tasting.

600-word composition topic Earth thanks to the teacher. I want to thank my mother, because she has gone through hardships to bring me into this world; I want to thank my father, because he is a veritable "god of humor" and has brought me countless joys; I want to thank my classmates, because they have brought me great help; I want to ... but I want to thank Mr. Wen, the Chinese teacher who once taught me in grade five.

I can never count on my teacher's care and help ... I remember when I was in the fifth grade, I was a timid girl and couldn't talk happily with my classmates like others.

Until I met Mr. Wen, my blood boiled like the waves of the sea.

Maybe the teacher's face is amiable, or maybe the teacher's lectures are lively. I suddenly want to raise my hand and speak freely.

Desire knocked down fear, and I spoke vividly and concretely, winning applause from my classmates.

After the teacher told me to sit down, he kindly asked me, "What's your name?" My face turned red at once, but my heart flew to the sky happily: because the teacher asked my name, it showed that I had a good impression! Finally, I think: since you are a teacher, you should treat it as a family! So I said loudly, "Rui Yan!" In the exercise book, the first comment that the teacher gave me was: Yan Yi, your foundation is very solid, and the teacher remembers it! I think: teacher, I love you! My father also kindly called me: "Yan Yi!" Now, when you call me that, I suddenly feel a warm current coming towards me ... However, the teacher criticized me.

Because my handwriting has regressed, the teacher asked me, "Am I not good at teaching?" I quickly shook my head and said, "No, it's not! I can hear everything you say! " "That's your problem!" The teacher frowned at once and said.

I am speechless.

"Be serious and concentrate!" The teacher said.

I said, "Oh!" After leaving the office, I really want to cry, because as a good student, I shouldn't be called to the office by the teacher to criticize.

However, I think: I always just care. Isn't it good for me to say a few words to me? * * * You are crying! I should be happy! At this time, the tears seemed to recede, and I returned to the classroom happily.

After the final exam, I was surprised to find that my Chinese got 96.5 points! Seeing this high score, I am 100% satisfied with myself! But the teacher said, "Do you want to hit you four times? That's why you got such a low score!" "I'm a monk and I'm confused.

When I got home, I told my father about it, and my father said, "Yes! It was right to hit you.

Why are you content with the status quo? If you are never satisfied, only in this way can you climb higher! "I suddenly realized that the teacher is really well-meaning! Ah! Teacher, your love is like water, plain as water, and indispensable! Do you know that?/You know what? How I want to gently take off a piece of sky, but it is so far away, how can it be better than yours; I want to gently tear off a cloud, but how can the cloud compare with your purity; I want to pick a flower gently, but how can it compare with the colorful life you decorated for me? Finally, I want to say: "Thank you, Teacher Wen! "

Land is our mother. It breeds life and nourishes the growth of everything.

Flowers leave the soil and lose the opportunity to express fragrance forever. Trees leave the soil and have no tall and straight bodies. Humans left the soil and completely broke their roots.

Perhaps this is love, and this is the pure love of the earth.

Qin Mu said in Land: "Land is life, and owning land means owning everything.

The simplicity of the soil breeds greatness, and greatness interprets the ordinary.

"This ordinary land, how simple and how kind love? Humans live on land, enjoying the grace of nature and the love of Mother Earth.

People built the mansion of the Republic of China with the steel bars on her, the Egyptian pyramids with smart construction, the Great Wall of Wan Li with sweat, and the Eiffel Tower with confidence ... We will always strive for a better future.

Instead of crushing Mother Earth's backbone, concrete and steel bars have made her more solid and heavy, bearing the lives of six billion people, precipitating thousands of years of history and culture and witnessing thousands of heroic stories.

Man, the master of all things, lives and breeds in the arms of Mother Earth and writes legends.

Always think that love is irrelevant and unscrupulous.

Isn't the land under your feet the epitome of the unknown workers in the country? They can only rely on themselves.

Summer is here, and it is the season for all things to grow. Our old friend, the hot sun, has come to us again, the land of summer.

In the early morning, people are still immersed in a sweet dream. The sun rises from the horizon of Ran Ran in the east, just like a fireball emitting golden brilliance, as if to penetrate everything, making Mother Earth sweat like rain and baking her green baby sigh.

Grandfather Sun looked at these little creatures with great pity, so he let Xifeng blow a cool breeze to make Mother Earth feel cool and let flowers and trees dance in the breeze.

When Xifeng was bored, Grandpa Sun encouraged her. Hearing Grandpa Sun's words, Xifeng blew the wind again and again.

Mother Earth said: Miss Feng, thank you for giving my babies cool wind, nourishing them and giving them a new life.

"You're welcome, Mother Earth," said Xi-feng. This credit belongs to Grandpa Sun. I can't blow the wind without him.

"Grandfather Sun listened to the laughter and felt very embarrassed, and his face turned red.

In this way, they talked about the speaker and became good friends.

At night, the sun goes home, and mother-in-law Moon comes to work overtime.

All the flowers and plants on the earth are asleep. Only the city emits colorful light. The streets are crowded with people. Cars come and go on the road, and people don't know whether to have a rest. What a lively scene.

The earth in summer brings us green and vitality, and brings us the hope of harvest.

Earth, I have something to tell you, 600-word composition teacher. I want to tell you that time flies, teacher. Are you okay? Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.

Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: every day you walk onto the podium with a straight face, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again.

How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong.

The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong.

"The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly.

At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.

After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak.

At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily! "Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Smile, it's really easy, and I forget all my troubles and sorrows.

"I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you? Finally, teacher, I want to say to you: the new year has come, I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and beauty, and spend every day happily! Good people are safe all their lives! ! Teacher: I want to tell you, teacher, that a good mother in my heart will distribute her love to all children equally.

Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.

Teacher, I want to say thank you.

In the past two years, you have not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me the truth of life.

Under the guidance of your teacher, my composition has also made great progress and my grades have gradually improved. I am very grateful to you for this.

Teacher, roses can only be bright and dazzling under the nourishment of sunshine, and grass can only flourish under the nourishment of rain and dew.

We have sunshine and rain.

The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally.

Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.

A good teacher in my heart, she should have broad love.

Teacher, you are like dew, gently sprinkled on the strong new seedlings.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are great. You are like a spring silkworm, quietly weaving our ideal silk thread.

Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a boat, floating in your arms.

Teacher, you are a gardener. With your hard care, I seem to be getting stronger and stronger ... I love you. "This may be a child who is spoiled by you. He is not willful.

Teacher: I want to tell you, teacher, that since the day I went to school, you have been standing on the podium giving lectures, and I have been sitting below listening to lectures.

Let's go somewhere else today. Please sit down and listen to me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have worked hard! You are like a candle, burning and consuming yourself constantly, illuminating our bright future and warming our young hearts; You are like an industrious gardener, watering and fertilizing our seedlings, so that we can thrive.

I often think like this: Is the silver thread in your temple stained with chalk dust? We made the fine lines around your eyes one by one, didn't we? Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you! It is you who make the friendship between my classmates and me stronger.

When I was about to leave 167 group school, you and your classmates were so reluctant to part.

You sacrificed your rest time to take a photo with my classmates. The precious lens will be treasured in my heart forever.

You also organized the whole class to hold a farewell party for me

At the farewell party, my classmates expressed their feelings of farewell to me and gave me gifts.

You are urging me and asking me, as if you were sending your children out of the city.

Dear teacher, it's you again, which makes me quickly integrate into the new group of 165 Youth League School.

I remember the first time I walked into this school gate, my heart was so uneasy and hesitant: strange classmates and strange teachers, will they welcome me? At this time, you came to me with a smile, led me to the classroom and asked me kindly: Do you dare to introduce yourself to your classmates? I see encouragement in your eyes. When I introduced myself, my classmates accepted me with applause and smiles.

Ah, I study and live in a harmonious atmosphere again.

Teacher, I want to tell you that I will never forget who taught me to think; Never forget who is leading the way in confusion; Never forget who made the world have love and the sound of books; Never forget who built the temple of knowledge with hard work.

Some people say: you are a silkworm, and you can't spit out that endless love until you die! Some people say: you are a candle, shed the last tear and light up the dark night sky; Some people also say: you are the morning dew, always before dawn, silently moistening everything on the earth; Others say: you are the sunset glow. When the sun comes back, you burn the sky with the last ray of light.

Teacher! You said it yourself: what I long for most is paving the way, and the happiest thing is burning; I am just a wisp of smoke in the blue sky, not seeking luxury, but beauty lies in nature; I am just an old stepping stone on the journey, a distant cold star in the dark. ...