Sample composition for the first unit of the sixth grade volume of the People's Education Press
"I am a little tadpole"
Big head, round body, draped hair Wearing a black robe and a thin and long tail. This is me, a little tadpole, a little tadpole longing for freedom. ??
I used to live in a clear river, and I swam in the river in groups with my friends, and I was extremely happy. Ah, spring is here, and the warm sunshine shines on the river, making the waves sparkling. We are so happy! Swinging our long tails, we came to the beautiful shoal, and the music of life was playing to us. We lay on the shoal, and the soft river water seemed to be like the warm bosom of our mother, nourishing our hearts. We frolic and play in the shallows, how free and joyful it is. ??
I don’t know when, a group of naughty children came to the river. At this time, I had an ominous premonition that bad luck was about to befall us. The ignorant and selfish children kept throwing plastic bags and cans... Suddenly, a heavy and huge stone was thrown among us, and water splashed everywhere. I don't know how many companions died. God, humans are so cruel. From then on, children often picked up plastic bags or bags to catch us, and our friends were often caught by them. Our hearts are broken. ??
One day, I was caught by a child and locked in that cold and stuffy glass bottle. There were no delicious algae, no good friends, and no beauty as broad as a river. I could only swim slowly along the edge of the glass bottle. How could I, who was used to living in a small river, adapt to this narrow, dark bottle? I am like a bird imprisoned in a cage, without freedom and hope. Later, I could only lie in the cold bottle every day, recalling the freedom of the past and missing the friendship of my partners. I long for life and fall asleep with tears. How sad it is. I already know that I can no longer have the happiness, joy, and freedom I had before.
I couldn't support it for a few more days. When I was dying, I thought: Human beings, you will regret it and you will be punished accordingly. I am desperate, how I hope that the movement of life will play to me again, how I hope to return to that beautiful river. Have fun with your friends. But for me now, this will become a thing of the past, this can only be a beautiful dream.
At this time, I seemed to smell the clear fragrance of grass and saw the green grass. The willow trees on the bank were reflected in the river. The clear river water was like a blue ribbon, floating to the distant horizon. Facing a new round of sunshine, my friends and I live in the paradise of freedom. ??
"Kiwi's Self-Report"
My name is Kiwi, and I am a vine fruit tree. ??
In the jungles and bushes all over the mountains and plains, I was not very conspicuous, and even a little inferior. Really, my color is not lush and green like many trees, but green with yellow. My leaves are nearly round, with short petiole, often purple-red at the base, smooth and hairless. There are small and curved serrations in the middle and ends of the leaves. ??
My fruit is not cute either. The skin of the fruit is yellow-brown with short fuzz on the skin. It is not as bright and shiny as grapes, nor is it as bright and eye-catching as apples. But don’t despise me because of my ugly appearance. The deliciousness of my fruits is unmatched by many fruits. ??
I belong to the Kiwi family. I have a long history, and there are records about me in the Ming Dynasty. Li Shizhen wrote in his "Compendium of Materia Medica": "Its shape is like a pear, its color is like a peach, and macaques are good eaters, so it has this name." Because it is native to China, it is also known as the "Chinese kiwi". I have left my footprints in the mountainous areas of various provinces along the Yangtze River Basin of my motherland.
Because I am a rattan, I need a scaffolding for me to wrap myself around, but I am also wild, so of course no one will build a scaffolding for me. I can only grow by climbing other trees according to local conditions. In contrast, I don't like trees and grasses. Because I love sunshine, the trees are too tall to meet my requirements for sunshine, so I am nowhere to be seen in the forest. The grass is too short and too soft to withstand my entanglement. My favorite shrubs, I can climb to their tops and soak up the sunshine. ??
I have very strict requirements on temperature. Low temperature will make me wither and unable to bear fruit. I also have very strict requirements on the soil. My ideal growing place is on both sides of the stream, where there is a lot of organic matter, the soil is fertile, and the drainage is good. If it grows in poor soil, it will age prematurely. If the temperature and soil are suitable for my needs, I can produce large fruits. ??
My fruit has a unique flavor, sweet and sour, and also exudes a refreshing fragrance, which is wonderful. My fruit contains a large amount of vitamin C, which is 5-10 times that of citrus, so people have the reputation of "vitamin fruit" and "nutritional fruit" for me. Now, people have discovered my medicinal value. My fruit has curative effects on hypertension, cardiovascular disease, hepatitis and other diseases. ??
At present, various parts of the motherland have begun to conduct in-depth cultivation research on us. In the near future, we will enter the international market in large quantities and contribute to the construction of the motherland.
Sample composition for the second unit of the sixth grade volume of the People's Education Press
"Learning to be grateful speech"
Dear teachers and classmates :
Hello everyone!
British writer Thackeray said: Life is a mirror. If you smile at it, it will smile at you; if you cry at it, it will cry at you. ??
Think about it carefully, isn’t it like this? Life in this world cannot be smooth sailing. All kinds of failures and helplessness need us to face it bravely and deal with it openly. In the face of setbacks and failures, we blame life blindly and become depressed and sluggish. Or we are grateful for life. We fall and get up again. Faced with the various gifts and tests, love and injustice given by God, we may not be able to change our lives. Facts can be faced with a grateful attitude. ??
Gratitude is a positive and optimistic attitude towards life from the heart, a philosophy of life, and great wisdom in life. It is not purely a psychological comfort, nor is it an escape from reality, nor is it Ah Q's method of spiritual victory. Gratitude is a way of singing life, which comes from love and hope for life. Being grateful for life actually means being kind to yourself and learning to live.
There is such a story: Once, the home of former US President Roosevelt was robbed and many things were stolen. After a friend heard the news, he quickly wrote a letter to comfort him and advised him not to take it too seriously. Roosevelt wrote a reply to his friend: "Dear friend, thank you for your letter to comfort me. I am very safe now. Thank God: because first, the thief stole my things without harming my life; second, "The thief only stole some of my things, not all of them; thirdly, the most fortunate thing is that he was the thief, not me." For anyone, being stolen is definitely a misfortune, but Roosevelt was. Find three reasons to be grateful. ??
In real life, we can often see people who keep complaining. It seems that for them, there are never happy things in this world. The happy things are left behind, but the unhappy things are always on their lips. Every moment, they have many unhappy things, making themselves very irritable and making others very uneasy. In fact, some things are inevitable, some things cannot be changed, and some things are unpredictable. You need to try your best to restore what can be remedied, and you can only accept it calmly if you cannot change it. The most important thing is to do what you should do now.
Putting a small piece of alum in the water can precipitate all the dross; cultivating a grateful thought in our hearts can precipitate a lot of impetuosity and uneasiness, and dissolve a lot of dissatisfaction and misfortune. . In fact, a person often feels happy because of gratitude. A person who is not grateful will not understand what true happiness and satisfaction are. So we should learn to be grateful.
We should be grateful for the richness and splendor of the world we live in; we should be grateful for every ray of sunshine that shines on us, and for every smile or smile cast by passers-by. With a look in my eyes, I am grateful that the existence of all this has allowed me to experience the real beauty; we should also be grateful for the setbacks and tribulations brought by life, and be grateful for life, which allows setbacks to temper our will, and allows suffering to temper our quality and make us deeper Understand life deeply, learn to face the various tests of life bravely, and make our life path more solid and stable. We should be more grateful to our parents, relatives and friends. In life, we often don't take seriously the great kindness of those closest to us. We think that it is natural for our parents to take care of us and our friends to care and help us. However, this idea is wrong. We should thank our parents for bringing me life and giving me every bit of love and care in life; thank our friends for bringing me sincere friendship and giving me every voice of care and encouragement in life; thank life for allowing us to enjoy this kind of life. The warmth. ??
Teachers and classmates, let us learn to be grateful together! Live in gratitude, be grateful to the parents who gave us life, be grateful to the teachers who gave us knowledge, be grateful to those who help, care and love us, be grateful to our motherland, be grateful to nature... We are always grateful If you have a healthy heart, you will naturally be less picky about others and the environment, and more appreciative. Our campus will become more civilized, friendly and harmonious as a result. Once we learn to be grateful, we will find that the world is so beautiful. Once we learn to be grateful, we will experience more joy and happiness.
Sample composition for the third unit of the sixth grade volume of the People's Education Press
"Sending Umbrellas"
School is over, Xiaojun and Xiao Just walking on the road. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder was rolling, and it seemed that a heavy rain was coming.
Squadron leader Xiaogang remembered that the head teacher, Teacher Yu, was still correcting homework at school. She did not bring an umbrella because the weather was still sunny when she went to school in the morning. So Xiaogang hurriedly said to Xiaojun, "Let's hurry up and get an umbrella to Teacher Yu!" Xiaojun nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of thunder rolled over, and then raindrops as big as peas fell down. ??
Xiaojun arrived home, found a raincoat and put it on. At this time, Xiaogang also came out of the house. He was holding an umbrella and looking for Xiaojun, and the two of them walked towards the school.
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Dark clouds are rolling, the sky is dark, lightning is thundering, and heavy rain is pouring. Xiaogang and Xiaojun marched forward in the rain. The wind blew the umbrella in Xiaogang's hand around, and the heavy rain wet his clothes. The wind sometimes lifted Xiaojun's raincoat, and sometimes sent rainwater into his neck, and the rainwater flowed down his back. On the road, rainwater flows across the road. Xiaogang and Xiaojun were marching with difficulty, with the storm above their heads and the muddy path under their feet. The two of them had only one thought: to deliver the umbrella to Teacher Yu as soon as possible... They finally ran into the school and gently opened the office door. Ah, Teacher Yu was still correcting homework. She was so attentive that she didn't seem to notice the rumbling thunder, flashing lightning, or heavy rain outside the window. Even though it was very light, she was aware of the sound of their footsteps entering the office. Teacher Yu turned around, and when she saw Xiaogang and Xiaojun, she immediately stood up and said, "The rain is so heavy, you..." Before she could finish her words, she understood everything because she saw her two A student was soaked all over. He saw the raised umbrella in Xiaogang's left hand and the anxious and concerned eyes of his two students. "Quick, come here!" Teacher Yu didn't have time to take the umbrella, so he quickly picked up a dry towel and wiped the rain off Xiaogang and Xiaojun's heads. Teacher Yu's eyes were red and tears blurred her eyes. ??
"Teacher, here you go!" Xiaogang handed the umbrella to the teacher. Teacher Yu took the umbrella. Ah, this little umbrella is so heavy, so heavy! "Thank you!" Teacher Yu choked with sobs and her voice was very low, but it sounded so clear and loud to Xiaogang and Xiaojun. Xiaogang and Xiaojun stood silently in front of the teacher. ??
"Teacher Yu, goodbye!" Xiaogang pulled Xiaojun and turned around to go out. Two small figures disappeared into the heavy rain. ??
The teacher chased to the door, looking at the heavy rain...
Rumble... Thunder came from the distance. The sound of thunder rolled through the hearts of Xiaojun and Xiaogang, and also passed through Teacher Yu’s heart...
"I Cut Mom’s Nails" nel down forward through to the hearts of Xiaojun and Xiaogang. In a few days it will be Women's Day. The head teacher, Teacher Zhang, called on everyone to go home and help their mother do something meaningful. After school, I ran home happily, thinking: What can I do for my mother? sweep the floor? The house has been cleaned spotlessly by my mother. Cooking? Mom has been waiting for me to eat for a long time. ??
I was thinking about it while eating, and suddenly, I saw my mother’s hand. Oh, yes! I said to my mother mysteriously: "I want to help you do something today!" "What do you want to help mom?" Mom asked. "You'll find out later," I said.
I hurriedly finished my meal, filled a basin of warm water, brought soap, and said proudly: "Mom, I want to help you cut your nails. Wash your hands first." My mother said in surprise: "What's going on today?" Is the sun coming out from the west? Our little baby is going to help mom!" After saying that, mom obediently put her hands in the basin. I started washing. When I touched my mother's hand, it felt like the bark of an old pine tree, full of knots. I raised my mother's hand and asked strangely: "Why are your hands like this? They are not like my hands, which are white and slippery." My mother smiled and said, "My silly daughter, my mother's hands when she was a child are not the same as yours." Same. If you do more things now, your hands will naturally get older. "After listening to my mother's words, I understood: "Isn't everything at home done by my mother? How hard it is to go to this top-notch school in the city! My mother is a textile worker and her salary is not high. In addition to working eight hours a day, she often works outside as a cleaning lady. Mom, I must study hard! , I will live up to your expectations of me... After the water softened my mother's nails, I started to cut them carefully. Suddenly, my mother's hands trembled and I quickly saw that I had cut the flesh. Embarrassedly, he said: "Mom, does it hurt?" "My mother encouraged me: "I don't feel any pain. Don't be afraid, take your time. "So, I mustered up the courage to continue cutting. This time I was more careful and saw clearly before applying force.
Just like that, I finally finished cutting my mother's nails. Suddenly, my mother smiled. I suddenly felt I have grown up.
Sample Composition for Unit 4 of Volume 1 of the Sixth Grade of the People's Education Press
"Recommendation"
Dear classmates:
If a friend is in trouble, will you stand by and watch? If a friend is in crisis, will you refuse to save him? I think of course you will say: "No! ”
Nowadays, some of our human friends, animals, are on the verge of extinction, and some are in sharp decline. It is hard to imagine that one day, people will live in an urban desert without animals or plants. , life will gradually wither, and colors will disappear...
Students, please act quickly to save animals, save humans, and save the only earth! Therefore, I make the following suggestions:
1. We primary school students should actively study and vigorously promote the "Wild Animal Protection Law" so that more people understand and abide by this law.
2. There are many frogs selling frogs. "It is an old friend of mankind, so not only should we not eat it, but we should also tell everyone to take good care of it.
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3. At present, things that harm birds happen from time to time, leaving many birds homeless. We should make nests for the birds so that they can settle down and make greater contributions to mankind. ??
4. If we encounter small animals on the road, we should do the "three no's": no intimidation, no hitting, and no catching. ??
5. If we pick up or discover precious wild animals, we should report them to the neighborhood committee, school and relevant departments in time. ??
I think: As long as everyone consciously abides by the "Wildlife Protection Law" and consciously maintains the ecological environment, then our motherland and our future will be more beautiful and rich.
Sample composition for unit 5 of the sixth grade volume 1 of the People's Education Press
""Little Bookworm""
A pair of small eyes, double eyelids, two willow-leaf eyebrows growing on the eyes, a big mouth embedded under the nose, and a "eat" on the thin lips. This is my friend - Han Save. She couldn't stop reading a book, which was unbearable. Therefore, I often call her "little bookworm".
I remembered that during a lunch break last semester, the teacher handed out our beloved "Chinese Campus Literature". I flipped through it hastily and felt that it was very boring. I then looked at Han Chu who was still studying at the side. Watch. What is she looking at? So attentive, I thought to myself. After reading her book, I also turned to that page and looked at it carefully, which changed my impression of the book. ??
The get out of class bell rang. I wanted to go out and play, but Han Zhu was still watching intently, thinking: Why are you still watching! Reading is so boring. I feel dizzy just looking at those dense words, she is really good at it. I shouted loudly: "Han Zhu, let's go out and play!" Seeing that she ignored me, I shouted again: "'Little Bookworm,' let's go out and play!" Then she agreed: "Shh-I'm I saw the key!" I got angry, snatched the book from her hand, and ran out. When I looked back, I saw Han Zhu yelling from behind with his teeth and claws: "Give me the book, give me the book. ," She was usually quiet, but today she had a livid face, as if she wanted to fight me. I couldn't do anything to her, so I had to give the book back to her. ??
After class, I hurried back to the classroom, and the first thing I saw was Han Xu sitting there reading a book. This is her advantage. She is a top-notch student in our class. This must be the reason why she loves reading. ??
When I got home, I carefully read the "Chinese Campus Literature" and found that reading is indeed a kind of fun. From then on, I am no longer the me who just plays crazy. I also became a "little bookworm". ??
Haha, this is my good friend - "Little Bookworm" Han Zhu.
Public Education Edition Sixth Grade Unit Six Composition Sample
In my happy childhood, I made many discoveries. Although they were not earth-shattering, I still I’m very excited, after all, I discovered it myself! There is one incident that remains fresh in my memory.
"Dingle bell, jingle bell..." The bell rang. The classmates rushed out of the classroom, and I sat in my seat reading. Suddenly, I felt something small crawling on my hand. When I took a look, it turned out to be a little ant. Somehow, my curiosity was aroused by this ordinary little ant. I observed this little ant carefully: the body is divided into 3 sections, there are 3 pairs of legs on the chest, and there are antennae on the head. I let it crawl onto the table. At this time, it crawled towards a pencil on the edge of the table, accidentally slipped, and the little ant fell down. No, it will definitely die. I hurriedly looked along the table, and the little ant landed on the ground safely. What's going on? Is it really not dead? I rubbed my eyes, and when I was sure I saw it correctly, I became even more puzzled. Why wouldn't an ant die after falling from such a high table?
After I got home, I found another ant for an experiment and threw it from a high place. The ant landed staggeringly on the ground. I looked carefully and found that it was still unscathed. I thought about it and couldn't figure out why. With doubts, I asked my knowledgeable father. He smiled and said, "Go check the information yourself!" "Yes!" I hurriedly opened "One Hundred Thousand Whys" and finally found the answer. It turned out that The ant is light in weight. When it falls from a high place, it will slowly fall with the wind in the air, so it will be safe and sound when it reaches the ground. The discovery made me understand a lot of things that I didn’t understand before, and it also made me understand: there are many things in life that are strange. We don’t know all of these things, but we need our own careful observation, because people are not perfect. of. Isn't it?
When I was in fourth grade, I had a science class and the teacher told us that paper could be used as a pot to boil water. After listening to it, I thought the teacher's words were ridiculous: How could paper be used as a pot? Before the water is hot, won’t the paper be burned first? But the teacher's serious look didn't look like he was lying to us. So I did the experiment when I got home from school and wanted to confirm the results. z I went to the coal room and found a piece of wire, and used clamps to clamp the wire into a small shelf. Then I found a piece of paper, folded it into a "small basin", filled it with water, and placed it on the shelf. I found another candle and put it under the shelf. Finally I lit the candle.
I stared at the water in the "water basin" intently: two minutes later, the bottom of the "water basin" was already black. After another two minutes, the water was already a little hot. After another two minutes, a miracle happened - the water boiled! The paper was not broken! I didn't believe my eyes, so I checked a few more times, but the paper was still not broken! The success of this experiment made my curiosity even more intense. Okay, what's the reason? Why doesn't the paper break? I decided to find out the mystery! I went to the school library to look up information, and finally found the answer: It turns out that the temperature is causing trouble! Because the temperature required for burning paper is 130 degrees, while water only needs 100 degrees, so all the heat is absorbed by the water. Of course, the paper will not burn! This experiment confirmed: some things that may seem strange to you will not seem strange as long as you work hard to find the answers!
People's Education Edition Sixth Grade Volume 1 Unit 7 Composition Sample
"Twenty Thrilling Minutes"
One morning on September 29, 2001, a group of naive little ducks were walking struttingly under the leadership of their mother ducks. On the streets of Vancouver, Canada. Three little ducks came out for the first time, so they always looked around without looking at the road. Suddenly, the three little ducks lost their footing and fell into the sewer beside the road. At the critical moment, the mother duck heard the sound of "thump" and "thump", and quickly looked back, only to find that three ducklings were missing. It looked around and saw that the three little ducks had fallen into the sewer. ??
Mother Duck ran and flew in front of the patrolman. He bit the patrolman's trouser leg and yanked it around. Only then did the patrolman realize that Mother Duck pointed to the accident site with her wings. The patrolman seemed to understand what Mother Duck meant and followed Mother Duck to the sewer. The patrol officer took a look and saw three little ducks flapping their wings in the sewer, about to be washed away by the water. The patrol officer frowned, quickly took off his belt and reached into the sewer. A little duck jumped up and failed to grab the leash. It seemed a little discouraged, but it did not give up. The second time, it jumped up and the patrolman carefully pulled the leash up. The ducklings quickly gathered around. But the mother duck only looked at it for a moment, and then looked at the duckling that had not yet been rescued. The patrolman quickly extended the belt into the sewer again, and a little duck was saved by this "life-saving straw". The other one was also saved by this "life-saving straw".
At this time, the mother duck breathed a sigh of relief and called around the patrolman, as if to express her gratitude. After a little duck was rescued, it shook the dirty water from its body, which happened to hit the patrolman's trouser legs. The patrolman saw it and said with a smile: "Look, look, this little duck is really good." Cute." Then, the patrolman held the little duck in his arms and gently touched its head. The little duck then made a "quacking" sound, as if it was saying something to the patrolman. ??
Finally, the patrol watched them staggering on the road. This is really a thrilling twenty minutes!
Sample composition for unit 8 of the sixth grade volume 1 of the People's Education Press
"The Pain and Joy of Learning Clay Sculpture"
On my bookshelf There is a set of clay sculptures of characters from "Journey to the West" on my clay sculpture display stand. When the guests who came to my home saw this set of clay sculptures, they all praised me for my ingenuity. But who knew how much time I spent learning this skill? What a lot of effort. ??
A few years ago, I lived with my brother. My brother is very good at making clay sculptures. The clay sculptures he made looked lifelike. Slowly, a wish came into my mind - I would like to make beautiful clay sculptures like my brother. Since then I have embarked on my clay sculpture journey.
In the days to come, whenever my brother wanted to make clay sculptures, I would hide in the corner and learn secretly - while watching my brother do it, I also imitated carefully with the clay and utility knife in my hand. With. At the beginning, everything didn't seem to go smoothly. Whenever I showed my masterpiece to my brother, he always smiled and said that what I did was "unlike." After a few times, I no longer dared to show him my work, so I used my pocket money to buy a book on how to make clay sculptures, and spent all day in my room studying hard on my own. ??
In order to make good clay sculptures, I have worked hard. On a hot summer day, I was making clay sculptures in my room, and there were beads of sweat on my forehead without even bothering to wipe it; I cut my finger with a utility knife, so I put a band-aid on it and continued working; Don’t be discouraged, just try it again with another piece of clay... When I first started, I encountered many difficulties and suffered many failures, but every time I looked at my less successful works, I thought seriously, and gained new experiences and lessons. Day after day, my experience has become richer and richer, my skills in making clay sculptures have become more and more proficient, and the works on the table have become more and more lifelike. ??
I remember that I went through a lot of troubles in order to make clay sculptures of the characters in "Journey to the West". At that time, three of the four main characters in "Journey to the West" had been completed, leaving only one to defeat the Buddha - Sun Wukong. In order to more vividly reflect Sun Wukong's personality - lively and active, I It is also more meticulous and serious than before. In order to shape his "flesh", I carefully carved it for several days. Today, I am preparing to complete the last and most difficult part - the face. I took a utility knife and carved it carefully, for fear that if I wasn't careful, all the hard work of a few days would be wasted.
However, the tragedy still happened: when carving the eyes, the strength was not controlled well, and there was only a "squeak" sound, and a scar was left on the "monkey"'s face! "It's over, it's hopeless. How can such a long hole cover up the past! Huh! It's so difficult to be a monkey, I won't do it!" As I said that, I dropped the utility knife and ran to the courtyard of the community to play. . When I arrived at the atrium, I found a neighbor’s eight-month-old child who was toddling there. He would fall down after taking only a few steps. Although his cute little face was already covered with tears, he was still strong. Get up from the ground and walk forward. I was shocked: Such a young child knows not to give up halfway, but what about me? Thinking of this, I ran home again, took another piece of clay, and carved the Sun Wukong. After several days of careful production, a lifelike Sun Wukong appeared in front of me, and I smiled happily. ??
Now, clay sculpture has become a hobby that I can’t give up, and it has also become my specialty. After seeing my work, my brother no longer laughed at me, instead he praised me. Whenever I start making clay sculptures, I always think of that eight-month-old child toddling in the atrium. Learning clay sculpture is like a child learning to walk. There will be pain when you fall, but there will definitely be joy after learning! ??
"I like the twelve zodiac porcelain statues" ?
Guess what I like best? My favorite is the set of exquisite porcelain zodiac figures that my father brought from Yixing. This porcelain zodiac sign was brought back by my father from a business trip. He didn't tell me what it was at that time, he just said it was a gift for me. So I started to guess, sometimes I said it was chocolate, and sometimes I said it was a dress. But I couldn't figure it out after guessing, so I had to beg my father to tell me. I saw him opening the box on the table. There were twelve kinds of animals made of ceramics in the box. Porcelain statues of the twelve zodiac signs! I was so excited that I jumped, danced, sang, and laughed. I was so happy that I didn’t know what to do. Each of these twelve animals has lifelike shapes. Bright colors, elegant and lifelike. ??
I like them.
Look, the rat is sneaky; the ox is honest and honest; the tiger is majestic; the rabbit is small and exquisite, shaking its head and tail; the snake is cunning and cunning; the horse runs like flying; the sheep is gentle and amiable; Monkeys are lively and energetic; chickens hold their heads high and sing loudly; dogs squat like gods; pigs are fat and plump. Look, these twelve animals are vividly displayed before my eyes.
I like the rabbit in the twelve births, because my mother and I are both exempt, and my grandfather is also exempt. Therefore, I have a special affection for the little rabbit. Look! Its big head is embedded with two jewel-like eyes. The small nose is not very clear, and the "eight" lips are so red that they look like they are wearing lipstick. The tail is invisible, and the four legs are short, like four small cotton bolls, so interesting! The body is as white as a white robe woven from snowflakes, so beautiful!
"The rat is many times smaller than the cow. Why is it still ranked first? I often ask my dad. Without answering directly, my dad told me a story: In an ancient forest, there was a rat. Once, the animals in the forest were competing, and everyone said that the cow was the biggest, so the two of them came to the street and other animals started to compete. Hide and watch. As the saying goes: "When a rat crosses the street, everyone shouts to beat it." As soon as the mouse crossed the street, people picked up sticks and shouted: "Hit the mouse." The mouse returned to the forest and said, "How was it?" People say shoot the (big) mouse! The animals had nothing to say, so they had to let it go to the front. Ah, I never thought there was such an interesting story! ??
These ceramic crafts are not only beautiful, but also add endless fun to my life. Now, they have become indispensable friends in my life.
Ah! Beautiful ceramic crafts.
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