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Word count: 1000 word composition
This article is applicable to: the second grade of primary school.
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Foreword (Scene 1) At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the cold wind blows hard and leaves fall. Step on the leaves, look up at the branches, and put your fist in your chest and hate my heart. From: Composition Site 2 Source: Composition Network zw.liuxue86.com recalled the past and stood in the yard. I looked at you gently and shyly, my wife; In this porch of the South Yard, there are shadows everywhere between you and me. At the entrance of the porch, between the yards, on the top of the porch, in front of the window ... (Stage Description: At this time, I looked around the porch and saw the illusion that my wife and I used to be very happy. Scene 3: I step on the small stone road leading to the entrance. For example, when playing with my wife, I stand on tiptoe and jump forward with my hands slightly open. She seemed to give me a gentle push to stand on the grass. When I looked back with a smile, I only saw the leaves of the loquat tree being left behind. It turned out to be autumn wind. Stage description: When I stepped on the small stone road, I imagined that my wife and I had played here, and my wife gave me a push. This was just my fantasy. Scene 4 arrived at the door. I sat alone on a small stone stool, upturned my head, and followed the line of sight to see my wife smiling happily at me from above. The faint smell of loquat lingered in my nose. Looking back on those sleepless nights, we always climbed up the roof slowly with wooden ladders. I took her hand gently and stepped on the tile carefully until it reached the top. The night wind came, and a trace of loquat fragrance swirled in the wind. The wind messed up my hair, so I lifted my cuffs, reached out my right hand and stroked her swirling hair along it. Smell her hair and fly to my cheek ... Petite cheek gently leans on my shoulder, moonlight is blowing on willows, stars are shining ... Only people in the scene are comfortable. Stage description: Every windy night, my wife and I enjoy the scenery on the roof alone, and only loquat trees can see each other. ) Scene 5 Looking at the opposite table, I quietly found my wife sitting with a handful of melon seeds in her hand, knocking and watching the birds on the branches of loquat. I'm so happy. Birds approached kindly and timidly, pecking at the crumbs on the ground from time to time. (Stage Description: At this time, I am still imagining the birds approaching kindly and timidly, which adds a lot of color to this transition. Scene 6 Birds jump on branches and think of loquat trees. My wife planted it herself.
One day, my wife came back from a business trip with a tree seedling in her hand and was full of joy. In the corner of the courtyard, there is a small place with fertile soil suitable for planting. I found a hoe, jumped into the corner and dug a small piece of land. My wife wiped my sweat with a handkerchief and sprinkled water to loosen the soil. She whispered in my ear, "When this sapling germinates and grows up, we will play under the tree and lie on the roots to enjoy the cool ..." The corner of her eye slowly swept her cheek, forehead, hair roots and oozed a little sweat. She is still talking and laughing, and her bright eyes are full of hope. Stage description: My wife and I planted a loquat tree, which has been with us for many years. We not only planted a tree, but also planted a tree of love between us. Scene 7 Yesterday, it seems that I just played with my wife on Xiaoshi Road, planted loquat trees, and then teased the birds in front of the stone table, enjoying the scenery on the roof at night.
Now, I am the only one lying under a tree that has stood tall but has sparse branches and leaves, bowing my head to enjoy the cool, dull … quietly enjoying the cool. Stage description: I woke up from my dream and looked at the scene around me. My eyes were sour and I bowed my head ... Silent tears flowed. After the subtitle, the autumn wind sighed, the wood withered, and the winter solstice died; Loquat residue, tears streaming down her face, feeling budding. The excellent "Senior Two Composition" of Pipa Sappho Drama Book was collected by the composition network, and submitted from the internet and members for reference and study only. Please indicate the source for reprinting.