There is a charming park in my hometown. Its name is Qiandeng Lake.
Qiandeng Lake has two gates, one is the main entrance and the other is the side door. The walls are all pink tiles, and there are lamp lakes on the stones on the walls.
Entering the main entrance, you can see a wide artificial lake. Ah, the water in Qiandeng Lake is very quiet. You can't feel the lake moving. The water in Qiandeng Lake is very clear. You can see the sand and stones in the lake. The water in Qiandeng Lake is really green, as if it had been dyed by the surrounding flowers and trees.
Walk along Qiandeng Lake for about ten minutes, and you will see the iron bridge. There are many boards on the iron bridge. Standing on the iron bridge, most of the scenery of Qiandeng Lake is under your eyes. Looking down from the iron bridge, many fish are swimming around in the lake, like swimming in a competition, which is very interesting. There are boats floating on the lake, coming and going like a road, enjoying the beautiful scenery of Qiandeng Lake on board.
Every night, the silver spherical lantern is like a silver pearl, which is supported by a big hand-shaped bracket. Seen from a distance, it really looks like a silver torch. At night, thousands of lights in Qiandeng Lake are brightly lit, and the lights are reflected on Qiandeng Lake, which is as beautiful as a fairy.
The scenery of Qiandeng Lake is really charming. If you have the chance, you must enjoy it.
On the night of Lantern Festival, my mother and I hurried to Anding Square to watch the lights after dinner. When I arrived at the Health Bridge, I saw many adults holding lanterns in their hands, and the children dragged all kinds of lanterns behind them and ran to Anding Square.
Standing on the upper floor of the fitness center and looking down, you can see the whole square. Colorful lights are flashing, very dazzling and beautiful. This kind of scenery attracted me, and before I knew it, I squeezed into the ocean of lights. ( )
I saw the crowd in the square, walking in twos and threes, with festive smiles on their faces. Those who didn't buy lanterns got together to discuss and compare and choose a satisfactory lantern for themselves. Soon, almost everyone was holding lanterns in their hands. The peddler who is happy to sell lamps smiles from ear to ear.
There are many kinds of lanterns this year, including champion lantern, lotus lantern, golden snake lantern, jade rabbit lantern, dragon lantern and so on. They are vivid and lifelike. The owners of these lamps have sweet faces and carefree eyes. Suddenly, a little boy's lamp caught my eye. Dragon lantern made of gold paper: the horns on the head are naturally separated, which is quite imposing. Two bright eyes staring at the front, there is a maw below, triangular fangs exposed one by one. It seems that biting steel is like eating noodles. Isn't this a symbol that our country is like a flying dragon? There is a candle in the dragon's body, and the flame is burning smoothly. Set off the whole dragon's body with golden light and beauty. Its little master stared at it with his eyes open for fear of being snatched away by others.
After a while, I also bought a traditional handmade rabbit lamp as a treasure. I saw his red eyes secretly looking at me, his ears were long and his mouth was half open as if waiting for me to feed him delicious food, and there was a double happiness on each side of his round body. Although it is not as powerful as the dragon lantern, isn't it a harmonious and beautiful portrayal?
Just as I was wandering in the sea of lights, my mother reminded me that I had to go to school tomorrow, and I was reluctant to go home.
Look at the composition of grade five lamp 3! That little red lantern was made by my novice.
There are many red envelopes in the drawer at home. Can you turn waste into treasure? "Lantern, yes, just make a small lantern!" I cried happily.
I prepared five long red envelopes, two yellow threads, a red tassel and a stapler. I first fold the four corners of a long red envelope into four small triangles, and then put the corners of one red envelope together with the corners of another red envelope. Wow! The two triangles are different in size. What can we do? I thought about it, and suddenly, I had a brainwave. I can first fold the red envelope in half and then fold the small triangle on the folding line, so that the triangle of each red envelope is the same size.
Then, I took out the stapler and put the folded edge at an angle. I ordered a group of two, so a simple red envelope lamp came out, and I carefully put it on the side.
Then, I took out the yellow thread and tried to put it into the red envelope. But there is no hole, and the line can't pass. At this time, my mother reminded me: "You can punch a hole between the two ends of each red envelope with a punch, so that the thread can be inserted." According to my mother, it crossed the line smoothly.
Finally, hang a tassel under the red envelope, and a beautiful red envelope lamp will be ready. The red envelope lamp seems to say to me, "Thank you, little master!" " "
Today's small production made me understand: old things can also be recycled, and everyone can make more small productions with red envelopes. Move your hands quickly!
Four lights can illuminate everything and make life brighter and better. Lighting can also warm a century and make life more fulfilling and happy. Isn't our mother the lamp?
It is mother who illuminates the direction of life for us and keeps us from going astray; When we got lost, it was my mother who showed me the way. When we were cold, it was my mother who lit up her warm wick, so that I no longer felt cold.
However, one day, the light suddenly turned off, and my mother was admitted to the hospital because of her chest tightness. I was in a hurry to run to the hospital, but my mother said sternly to me, "Come to the hospital, little friend!" " Go back with your father! ""No, "I objected," I will come to see you every day. From now on, I will be your lamp! "In this way, after I finish my homework every day, I wear a mask and go to the hospital with books and brochures. I read books with my mother. Draw and study together in the booklet; Wash some fruits when you are hungry and enjoy them together; When you are thirsty, pour some warm water, give it to your mother first, and then I'll drink it.
Finally, my mother was discharged from the hospital, and the light was on again, but there was another person, and that person was me. Because I have changed, I have become considerate and know how to take care of others. Slowly, like a golden cicada, I became more sensible, understood my mother better, and understood the meaning of love.
Love is as gentle as running water; Love is as warm as sunshine; Love is a lamp, which illuminates our life and makes it full of warmth and brilliance.
Just what every family has, but people don't pay much attention to it. It can brighten dark places and make us see more clearly.
One night, I was doing my homework I turned on the light and everything was clear, which made me feel warm. I wrote my homework until 10: 00, but it still served me silently and without regrets.
We once went to a place to play. It's dark and there are few people on the road. An adult used a flashlight to light up the road and my heart. My friends and I are very grateful to him. He lit a lamp for us. When I got home, I looked at a lamp. I thought of the volunteers in the Sichuan earthquake, who lit a lamp for the victims in Sichuan. I also thought of an uncle. He didn't have much money, but he gave all his money to a patient. He has no money. He tried his best to turn on the light as much as possible.
Light has benefited me for life. When I grow up, I must be a person like light. If I want to live a meaningful life, I must devote myself to serving the people. I will be happier than being helped by others. Giving someone roses is more fragrant, helping others is self-help, and serving the people in obscurity without regrets.
The sixth composition of the fifth grade lamp! Thanks to the person who carried the lamp for me. Holding a lantern is not really holding a lantern, but helping me so that my life will not be blocked. The person who carries the lamp for me is my great and gentle mother.
That time, I only got 65 points in the exam, so when school was over, I got on the bus in frustration. When I got home, my mother saw that I was still unhappy, so she smiled and said, "What's the matter? Why are you unhappy? " I must tell my mother why.
I thought my mother would be angry, but she just shook her black hair as if to say, "Not this time, but next time."
My mother pulled me to the paper, told me the paper several times, and then asked me to correct it. At this time, I felt the softness of my mother. Ah, mom is my lantern bearer!
Another time, my mother dragged me to the river. The river is full of colorful flowers. The flowers saw us well, the willow saw us waving, and the small fish swam around under my feet, telling me the good dream last night. Bees flew in and told me today's news. Dragonflies fly high and tell me it's sunny today. I was attracted by the scenery and left. I tripped over a big stone. My mother helped me up at once and took me to the hospital. After the cure, my mother quickly dragged me home. I was sent to bed and slept with my mother. I am very touched.
Ah! Mom is my lantern bearer! I must thank my mother, the person who carried the lamp for me, and all the people who paved the way for me, lit me up and helped me push away the blocked road.
Ah, mom is my lantern bearer!
There are all kinds of lights in the world, and for me, my favorite is the unpretentious nightlight in front of my house. Memory is like a boat, taking me wandering in the long river of time. Memories come to me like spring water, and time seems to have returned to that day. ...
Night gradually enveloped the city, like a mysterious black veil on the city, and like a wild animal devouring the city. I should be at home, but now I'm flying around on a quiet path, only blaming me for having too much fun and forgetting the time.
"Whoo-hoo-"The wind slapped my body, and the trees on both sides of the path were covered with gray, casting a black shadow under the faint street lamp. "Sand-sand-"The sound of leaves shaking is particularly penetrating at night. I was so scared that I broke into a cold sweat and my steps unconsciously accelerated. I wish I had a pair of scud, and I could run to the door at once.
But the stone head on the ground seems to be deliberately aimed at me. Inadvertently, I fell down and saw stars, and I broke a big hole in my knee. My tears suddenly fell like broken beads. But at this time, I also can not consider the pain on my feet, just want to leave this "terrible place" as soon as possible.
When the path became wider and wider and the voice became louder and louder, my hanging heart relaxed a little. "Is coming soon! Faster! " A voice in my heart has been urging me. Until I saw nightlight at home, I had mixed feelings, happy and moved. ...
When I arrived at the door, I felt like fifteen buckets-I was too anxious to knock at the door for a long time: I didn't know if my mother would scold me after playing so late ... I hesitated for a while before I got up the courage to knock at the door. What caught my eye was my mother and father's worried face.
"Mom ..." "Hey, why are you back so late! We specially left a lamp for you at the door, go and eat! " My tears flowed down disobediently again.
No matter how difficult it is, I will face it bravely, because I know that nightlight at home will always be on for me!