Lesson 17, Book 2, Grade 2: Write a composition by imitation.

1. Imitate the composition in Lesson 17, Volume 2, Grade Three. How to write a composition of more than 300 words? I went to the park early in the morning and smelled a faint fragrance as soon as I entered the door. I ran quickly to the edge of the chrysanthemum garden.

Chrysanthemums are blooming a lot. Chrysanthemums are as crowded as the little golden sun.

White chrysanthemums appeared in these chrysanthemums. Some just spread out two or three petals, and some petals are all spread out, revealing the flower core.

Some are in the bud. Chrysanthemums have different colors, red, white, yellow, pink and purple ... There are so many chrysanthemums, one for each posture.

Look at this. It's beautiful. Look at that. It's also beautiful. If we regard a pool of chrysanthemums in front of us as a vivid painting, the artist's skill is really remarkable.

I suddenly feel like a chrysanthemum, dressed in gold, standing in the sun. A breeze blew and I danced.

The golden clothes fluttered in the wind. Not only me, but all the chrysanthemums are dancing.

After the wind passed, I stopped dancing and stood there quietly. Dragonflies come and tell me the joy of flying in the morning.

Ants crawled under their feet and told me what a good dream I had last night ... After a while, I remembered that I was not a chrysanthemum, I was watching it.

2. Write a composition imitating Lesson 22 in the second volume of Grade Two Chinese. In the morning, the industrious sun gets up early and starts to work. Cicada is also singing beautiful songs.

I stretched myself and walked out of the door, and the bright sunshine rushed into my arms like a coquetry. There are several golden fields in the distance, which is the first old friend I want to visit.

I walked to the field. After a while, the birds greeted me and the flowers smiled at me. When I came to the field, a bird flew on my shoulder and twittered as if to tell me, "Today's rice is very hardworking!" " That's right! The rice in the field is the first old friend I want to visit. Ah, Paddy, how much you have done for the people! Now every grain of rice is bought by you with your own body, and you give it silently, just like Lei Feng, doing good without leaving your name!

Hello, dear grandpa earthworm, you work hard. What makes you so diligent? Oh, I see. So you work hard for rice, don't you? Hello, beautiful flower, you are swaying. Are you telling me that I can't see you? Don't worry, you are also working hard! Your beautiful body reflects the beauty of the stadium, and you still have credit! Hello, butterfly flying in the air, are you flying in the air, showing off your beautiful figure to me?

It's time for me to go home in the hot sun I reluctantly bid farewell to all my friends in other places. Goodbye, friends! ! !

3. Write a composition about the weather change by imitating the second grade lesson 18. It is raining.

I was still stretching in bed in the morning, and I vaguely heard the sound of "pattering" from the window. I think it must be raining.

Sure enough, there is gentle rain outside the window, like ox hair, like a flower needle, and the drizzle is like silk, crisscrossing into a "tulle". Raindrops float on the roof, trees and the ground, clearing away the dust and troubles accumulated in the heart for many years. Pearl raindrops rolled on the petals, as if the rain girl had given them jewels. Raindrops "crackle" on the window, like glittering and translucent "pearls" dotted the window. On the way, people hurried home with colorful umbrellas, and the coming and going vehicles splashed all over the pedestrians.

People in rainy days are inevitably upset and feel overwhelmed by something, dull and sultry. When they opened their eyes, they were still gray, without any white, pure black, like thick ink splashed on the horizon, without any auxiliary color. They looked down at their watches. It is 5: 20, and they are still so immersed.

Write a composition imitating Lesson 17 Touching Spring. When the first ray of sunshine shines directly on the earth every year, spring comes.

Looking at this spring-filled nature, I can't help but have an endless aftertaste. Tonight, I have an appointment with Spring! As night fell, I went back to my crib and closed my hazy eyes.

The beautiful scenery of spring comes to my mind ... Spring Scene 1: The birdsong in the morning awakens spring, and the sunshine in spring is so soft and warm. Listen carefully, a bird song awakens the sleeping spring.

Yes! Spring is a happy time for birds. In spring, all the birds are singing and all the flowers are in bloom. Suddenly, a small corner in the spring scenery caught my attention.

In this corner, there is a small gray lark, and the silver-gray little wings gently falls on its soft fluff. It is surrounded by green leaves, and the tip of each leaf is hung with pearl-like dew.

It lowers its head gently, like a shy little girl. Hey! What is it doing? Oh, it is sucking the crystal of spring dew, just like a pot of sweet honey, which fascinates her so much.

The crystal dew wet its soft fluff, and suddenly, she seemed to notice something. It turned out that a smaller bird was playing with the birds in the flowers.

The lark flew by, how much she looked like his mother, so she gave a clear cry like a mother's love. Soon, the flowers were swaying, the grass grew very high, and the children ran out of the house.

This crisp call awakens flowers and plants, awakens people and awakens the sleeping spring! Spring scene 2: Bright spring scenery, willow green and another spring scene emerge in front of my eyes. This is a willow tree in spring. With the spring breeze, willow is like a top dancer.

In the spring breeze, the ribbon on her body fluttered, and she swayed her slender body and danced heartily. The wind is her rhythm, and the branches cheer for her.

Although I was intoxicated by her dance, it reminded me of its growth. Why are willows accompanied by wind? I found the answer from her growing up.

It turned out that when Liu Shu was very young, she just woke up from hibernation, and the gentle spring breeze blew gently and woke him up. The "young" willow accidentally met this good friend, and he was very happy.

As a result, the spring breeze blows willows every day. Day after day, gradually, the willows grow up slowly in the spring breeze.

So, she gradually sprouted from the weakness at that time! It will be more lush in the future and become a leafy tree. Spring Scene 3: Playing butterflies among flowers Another spring scene comes to my mind, which is the flower in the spring evening.

Take a closer look at the blossoming sea of flowers, in fact, there are beautiful butterflies hidden. The afterglow of the sunset shines in the sea of flowers, and the budding flowers are shining with golden light.

Looking at them, I have infinite imagination: I guess their colors, their charm when they are in full bloom, and imagine the spectacular scene when the afterglow of the future sunset shines obliquely on the blooming peony in the sea of flowers. Suddenly, a peony flower caught people's attention.

It turned out that a butterfly was dancing and landed on the flower bones from time to time. What are they doing? Maybe she is thinking, how come there is no delicious nectar in this flower! Spring has come, but the flowers are not in bloom. Soon, as night falls, butterflies are dancing in the sea of flowers. I wonder if she is looking for a blooming flower! "Birds are singing, willows are dancing, butterflies are flying …" Spring scenery keeps emerging in front of my eyes.

The next day, the sun shone all over the earth, and my date with Spring was over. However, I have countless dates with Spring.

5. On the day of writing a lesson in the second volume of the fifth grade, we came to a big classroom, and many teachers came to listen. We jumped after watching it, and then stabilized our emotions, so we felt nothing to be afraid of. We're ready to go.

At first, we practiced pronunciation with our teacher. Let's start with "me" and "you" The students all practice very hard. Some practice sweating, some turn their faces into red apples, and some practice out of breath. Then, we practiced several sets of sounds. Some voices are high, others are low. No matter which part you sing, you sing accurately, just like playing the piano.

Later, we learned a new lesson and learned to sing the songs of the Young Pioneers. The teacher spoke very vividly. First, write down the score with chalk, and then say the key parts of the song. As he spoke, he drew the key parts. After that, the teacher played the piano again and taught singing step by step. Some places are more difficult, so teachers sing more, for fear that we won't. Some places are relatively simple, and the teacher sings less, so it will pass. Not only did the teacher speak well, but we also cooperated well. We all listen to the teacher's instructions. As soon as the teacher spoke, we buried ourselves in reciting. When the teacher wanted to sing, we immediately stopped writing and listened carefully to the nuances. When the teacher asked us to sing, we sang at the top of our voice.

In this way, we quickly learned this song and were able to sing it well. It's almost time for class to end. We will sing after class. The students cheered, and with the teacher's music, we began to sing. Just listen to songs dancing in the whole classroom, floating in the whole classroom. All the teachers present seemed to be intoxicated. Some teachers close their eyes and savor. Some teachers are still beating their hands. Some teachers can't even help singing with us. The song played for a long time before it stopped, followed by a flood of applause, which proved our success and victory.

That class is my most unforgettable, because we not only achieved success, but more importantly, it taught us that cooperation is the guarantee of success. After chatting for a while, my name was gloriously written on the blackboard.

The second math class today is an open class. Because there was no school uniform, or someone didn't go, we left 14 people to do homework and read books in the classroom.

As there is no teacher, Teacher Luo found us a "little teacher". At first, under the care of the "little teacher", the classroom was quiet and there was no sound.

After a while, someone started talking, and then several people were talking. Gradually, I also spoke. After chatting for a while, my name was gloriously written on the blackboard. I immediately shut up and buried myself in my homework. Before long, someone couldn't help but start talking. "Teacher Wang" heard it and wrote Liu Jianuo's name on the blackboard, but what about him? As if nothing had happened, he still went his own way and chattered in his seat. Finally, a double horizontal line was drawn under his name, indicating that this person has been very serious. This move is so effective that no one dares to say anything anymore.

Suddenly, I said, "Miss Wang, I want to go to the toilet." "Go, come back early!" Miss Wang shouted. I walked quickly to the toilet. I'll be back soon. I came back to do the problem for a while, and then I finished some of the remaining problems. I am looking for a borrower in the classroom. I asked a lot of people and found nothing. ...

I really want to be a little teacher, but I have never had a chance. I really want to be one of them! Teacher Luo, can you help me realize this little wish?

6. Write a composition imitating lesson 17, Touch Spring. Spring comes when the first ray of sunshine shines directly on the earth every year. Looking at this spring-filled nature, I can't help but have an endless aftertaste. Tonight, I have an appointment with Spring! As night fell, I went back to my crib and closed my hazy eyes. The beautiful scenery in spring comes to my mind …

Scene 1 in spring: Birds sing in the morning and wake up in spring.

The sunshine in spring is so soft and warm. Listen carefully, a bird song awakens the sleeping spring. Yes! Spring is a happy time for birds. In spring, all the birds are singing and all the flowers are in bloom. Suddenly, a small corner in the spring scenery caught my attention.

In this corner, there is a small gray lark, and the silver-gray little wings gently falls on its soft fluff. It is surrounded by green leaves, and the tip of each leaf is hung with pearl-like dew. It lowers its head gently, like a shy little girl. Hey! What is it doing? Oh, it is sucking the crystal of spring dew, just like a pot of sweet honey, which fascinates her so much. The crystal dew wet its soft fluff, and suddenly, she seemed to notice something. It turned out that a smaller bird was playing with the birds in the flowers. The lark flew by, how much she looked like his mother, so she gave a clear cry like a mother's love. Soon, the flowers were swaying, the grass grew very high, and the children ran out of the house. This crisp call awakens flowers and plants, awakens people and awakens the sleeping spring!

Spring Scene 2: Beautiful spring and willow green.

Another spring scene appeared in front of my eyes, the willow tree in spring.

With the spring breeze, willow is like a top dancer. In the spring breeze, the ribbon on her body fluttered, and she swayed her slender body and danced heartily. The wind is her rhythm, and the branches cheer for her. Although I was intoxicated by her dance, it reminded me of its growth. Why are willows accompanied by wind? I found the answer from her growing up. It turned out that when Liu Shu was very young, she just woke up from hibernation, and the gentle spring breeze blew gently and woke him up. The "young" willow accidentally met this good friend, and he was very happy. Therefore, the spring breeze blows willows every day. Day after day, gradually, the willows grow up slowly in the spring breeze. So, she gradually sprouted from the weakness at that time! It will be more lush in the future and become a leafy tree.

Spring Scene 3: Butterflies frolicking among flowers

Another spring scene emerges in my mind, which is the flower of spring dusk. Take a closer look at the blossoming sea of flowers, in fact, there are beautiful butterflies hidden.

The afterglow of the sunset shines in the sea of flowers, and the budding flowers are shining with golden light. Looking at them, I have infinite imagination: I guess their colors, their charm when they are in full bloom, and imagine the spectacular scene when the afterglow of the future sunset shines obliquely on the blooming peony in the sea of flowers.

Suddenly, a peony flower caught people's attention. It turned out that a butterfly was dancing and landed on the flower bones from time to time. What are they doing? Maybe she is thinking, how come there is no delicious nectar in this flower! Spring has come, but the flowers are not in bloom. Soon, as night falls, butterflies are dancing in the sea of flowers. I wonder if she is looking for a blooming flower! "Birds are singing, willows are dancing, butterflies are flying …" Spring scenery keeps emerging in front of my eyes. The next day, the sun shone all over the earth, and my date with Spring was over. However, I have countless dates with Spring!

7. Write a composition according to lesson 17 in the second volume of Grade Four Chinese. Blind people cannot feel the beauty and happiness brought by the four seasons with their eyes.

However, other organs of the blind are extremely sensitive. God closed his bright eyes, but opened his beautiful heart and let it stubbornly create its own colorful world. Deaf-mute, he can't hear the happy dialogue between people and can't participate in this happy dialogue.

I can't hear the wonderful music in the world. However, his life is still very beautiful.

He feels nature with his heart, and feels the dribs and drabs around him, even if she is happy. A person with inconvenient hands and feet can't do a lot of exercise as easily as a healthy person.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it may be as simple as writing a word, drawing a picture and knitting a sweater. But in his eyes, how difficult it is to do those things.

All the disabled people in the world, maybe God is unfair to them, but they don't give up. They use ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, or even more efforts than ordinary people to accomplish things that ordinary people can easily accomplish.

It is their spirit of loving life that makes them as good as healthy people. They use their unique advantages to feel the nature.

Although their bodies are not sound, the windows of their hearts are not closed. Their efforts have made greater achievements than most of us.

Maybe the ordinary people they experienced can't do it. Invisible Helen? Keller succeeded through his own efforts and became a famous writer, but some people are not as good as him.

From the moment we were born, we started our own unique life course and experienced colorful life. Love, like a beating note, accompanies us all the way.

When we are enjoying a beautiful life, do you know that there are still many people in this world who can't enjoy the beauty of life and the enthusiasm of nature? They are-disabled people.

Disabled people are regarded as lowly people. When people meet disabled people, they don't help them, but point at them and make fun of them.

Do you know how much damage your trivial actions have done to their hearts and dignity? Disabled people are human beings! If it weren't for various reasons, they would be like this now. Helen. Keller said: "The most beautiful things in the world can't be seen with eyes or touched with hands. They must be experienced with heart."

It's true. Although disabled people have some physical defects, their lives are colorful and their lives are happy. Beethoven was born in poverty, studied music with his father since childhood, and began to play at the age of 8. At the age of 26, he was deaf, but he had great ideals and overcame all kinds of difficulties.

Through his efforts, he created many excellent works in his life, which were deeply loved by people all over the world. His achievements have a great influence on the development of European music art at the same time and in the future. Zhang Haidi was paralyzed at the age of five.

But she never gave up life. She made continuous progress and learned Japanese, German, English and Esperanto. She also tries her best to help young people around her, encouraging them to love life, cherish youth, study hard to serve the people and contribute their light and heat to the prosperity of the motherland.

With her encouragement, many young people were admitted to universities. Zhang Haidi sang the song of life in a wheelchair: the value of a person's life lies in bravely pioneering and selfless dedication to the prosperity of the motherland and the happiness of the people.

All these show that the disabled are not weaker than us. As long as there is life, there is hope for life.

Let's be considerate of the disabled, care about them and learn from them! The composition of disabled people is similar.

In ancient times, dogs were gatekeepers for humans, but now, humans regard dogs as pet owners.

Look at this dog: the owner is not here. It sits on the ground and sees far away. You got it? Dogs' eyes are full of yearning for freedom, but they are helpless. As pets, they can't be as free as wild dogs, let alone get rid of the chains of all animals. I think pandas are the cutest. Compared with any animal, we find that bears are too big and orangutans are too ugly; Koalas are not as lovely as them, peacocks are not as beautiful as them, and elephants are not as shy as them.

Although it is fat, unlike rhinoceros and elephant, it is an unformed meat ball. Its ears are round, like two small fans, not as long as a cat's ears, and not as drooping as a dog's ears.

Simple and lovely when eating, bite slowly, not jumping around like a monkey. It is friendly, not afraid of strangers, not as timid as a peacock.

Of course, it is not so overbearing as a tiger and lion, nor so narrow-minded as a fox, nor so fond of showing off its feathers as a bird. Today, I went home happily and saw two lovely little squirrels.

Their delicate little faces are inlaid with round eyes and triangular ears. They are all black, but there are some white patterns.

One of them is Qiqi and the other is Jingjing. Squirrels are interesting when they eat. They always sit on the upper body, holding food in their hands and putting it by their mouths.

When eating corn, they take the corn kernels off with their hands and feet, and eat them slowly one by one, eating only meat and not skin. And they eat a little here and a little there, which is really a portrayal of monkeys moving corn.

Little squirrels are more interesting when they sleep. One of them lay like a puppy, and the other curled up like a hedgehog. All you have to do is walk over and make a noise, and they will wake up immediately.

"They are so vigilant!" I always tell my mother that. Mother always replied, "Because nature is the place where the fittest survive."

Squirrels will be eaten if they are not careful. ""Isn't that little squirrel sleeping badly? What a pity! " Mother always smiles faintly.

Soon after, Jingjing slipped away because of my mistake. Only Qiqi is left.

He squatted there every day, eating very little, just waiting there. "If only Jingjing could come back!" "Do you know why Jingjing runs?" Mom asked me with a smile.

"Because of my carelessness." "Wrong, because Jingjing needs freedom and wants freedom."

A few days later, I gently opened the door of the cage. Qiqi stayed for a while and then ran away.

My mother came over and looked at me. I smiled and said, "Qiqi needs freedom, too." My family has two little white pigs.

They are all white, and their big ears are like two powerful fans, flapping up and down; Long nose, a pair of round nostrils, like two small caves; There is a big mouth hidden under the nose. If you don't look carefully, you won't find a mouth under your nose. There are a pair of unpredictable little eyes and wrinkles on the nose, which really doesn't look good. When the farm is busy, my mother works in the field and asks me to feed at home.

I opened the door of the pigsty and put the prepared food in front of the pigsty. Greedy pigs have sharp noses and the smell has been smelled by them. Before I could pour the pig food into the bowl, they swarmed and spilled a pot full of pig food. Pig food splashed on my face, trouser legs and coat, and I was so angry that I picked up a stick and wanted to hit them.

But as soon as they raised the stick, they cried "wow", as if begging for mercy from me. Looking at their poor appearance, I can't bear to let the stick fall again.

The little white pig grew up and showed his true nature-gluttony and lethargy. Whenever their mother feeds them, they gobble up, swallow the dates and keep humming.

When I was full, I stood with a chubby belly, scraped the soil under my body with my feet and fell asleep. Piggy always makes people angry when he comes to my house for the first time.

Perhaps because of the unfamiliar environment, they bravely crossed the pigsty and ran out again and again, but the door was blocked so tightly that they could not get out of the second line of defense. After a day or two, they will be honest, find a water nest, arch it with their mouths, and then lie in it, still splashing mud. Of course, the little white pig will also become a little mud pig.

No matter what they do in the yard, the family will be grateful as long as they don't run out. Sometimes, they make people laugh and cry.

One morning, my father wanted to build a pigsty, so he drove them both into the yard. As soon as they came out of the pigsty, they played happily in the yard, scaring several hens to fly and scream.

Look at them again, regardless of anything, as if they were finally free, and as if they had come to a new world. After a while, they arch wildly in the charcoal pile, making their faces gray, and then arch young trees and make flowers and plants. The whole yard was turned upside down all morning.

Maybe they're tired of tossing. At noon, they finally fell asleep in a warm place. Although my little white pigs are greedy, sleepy and naughty, I still like them very much, because they add endless fun to me.

Supplement: Spider spinning has a great significance in his life besides hunting, that is, the continuation of life. There is a red spider in Africa, which is tightly wrapped in egg bags with sticky spider silk.

The female spider guards the egg bag all day, waiting for the birth of the baby spider. About a month later, the egg bag cracked a small hole and the little spiders climbed out one by one.

These little spiders are born to eat. The mother spider laid a dozen food balls, enough for the little spider to eat for three days.

Three days later, the little spider grew up a lot and began to shed its skin for the first time. At this time, the mother spider gathered the little spiders together with her spider thread and then lay on them.

The hungry little spider scrambled to climb on the female spider and began to hesitate. But I don't know which little spider took a bite first, and my mother's skin was bitten. Other brothers and sisters smelled blood, a bit like their mother. After a while, the mother's body was covered with children, and each child had a sharp straw. Hundreds of straws pierced the mother's epidermis and stabbed her body.

The mother did not move, so that more than 100 children sucked the liquid in her body and fed it again and again. The female spider's body is enough for the young spider to eat for four days.

Four days later, the little spider grew up again.