Everything is in high spirits, dancing enthusiastically and cheerfully, cicadas chirping, water turns green and the sun is shining.
Lotus sneaked out of the water, pink and tender, in the pond of a small lake, you see, it is all over a large area. Sitting, lying, laughing, budding, swimming, dancing, the lake is clear and bright, and the lotus is delicate.
Indus, willow, Cooper, you won't let me, I won't let you, all turned into shade to catch up. Close your eyes, it seems that there is a crowd under the green forest.
The path in summer is like a quiet and lonely pavilion. Walking on the slate is cool and comfortable, bringing a little coolness to summer. Willow trees along the path smile sweetly like girls, and green silk tapestries hang down. From time to time, the small fish will take a deep breath from the lake on the side of the road, take a deep breath and splash into the water, causing ripples.
Thunderstorms are the most common. It will only stop for a while. Don't be upset. It looks like stars, pearls and grapes. Round, crystal clear, people's windows seem to be hung with bead curtains. In the evening of summer night, there is a small light on with a little yellow halo. People are not in a hurry to go home, but sit in small chairs, talk softly and look up at the stars from time to time.
Summer is like a child, so lovely.
Summer is like a girl, mature and beautiful.
Summer is like an elder, loving and serene.
2. Imitate "Summer" and write 1 essay about autumn. Autumn loves autumn inexplicably, since it is sensible. I don't know why, but I don't like the vitality of spring, the enthusiasm of summer and the purity of winter, but I love this contradictory autumn alone.
The contradiction is because a large number of creatures die and mature in this season. It is decadent and desolate, but it is also happy and full of vitality.
Just like people's complex emotions, they are painful and happy. Just like a person's life, it is not all pain, but it will not be too complete, and all kinds of tastes are a little bit.
Actually, I prefer the sad side of autumn myself. Look at the dead leaves flying like butterflies, spinning in the air, round and round, like a waltz.
The wind stopped and the leaves fell. They still want to leave their leaves behind.
Gently, slowly, still attached to the branches that once relied on it. Dead leaves, but you don't give up? Are you crying? There is always too much helplessness in the world.
Look at that pile of hay, like a quilt on the ground. They held hands and clung to the earth with their bodies.
The wind has blown, and they can't be moved. They are old and hunched, and no longer have the frivolity of their youth.
At this time, they are only willing to give it the last simple warmth with their thin body-the earth-their old friends. If you pity them, step on them.
Make their hearts closer to the center of the earth. Whenever I see these, I always think of my grandparents.
They are over 500 years old, but they still want to do something for their children and grandchildren, but they can only stand shivering in the wind and cough every step. Under that deep love, what kind of helplessness and sadness.
Autumn, I love your decadent and sad side. Because I understand that dead leaves fall to turn them into nutrients and nourish trees; The reason why hay turns yellow is to make the green earth more beautiful in the coming year.
All this is out of their love. Leaves love trees, and grass loves the earth.
What a strong and deep love it is! Only with such love can we smile and sacrifice for the people we love. The desolation of autumn is just to make other seasons more beautiful.
Find love, first of all, your own love.
3. Imitate the summer melody and write a composition. In the spring of my childhood, the figure of our little friend became a landscape in my heart.
After the new year, the spring girl came to the wind and sprinkled green and flowers all over the world. Spring has come, everything is revived and full of vitality, piecing together my fragmentary memories.
On a sunny day, everything began to sprout. In spring, the grass slowly pokes its head out, and the branches and leaves on the tree begin to sprout, and the buds are in bud. When I closed my eyes, I saw a lush scene: lush trees, patches of green grass, blossoming flowers and swarms of bees buzzing.
In spring, I came here with my children. It's not far from our home, just at the foot of the mountain in front of our home. There are grasslands, rivers, trees and flowers. We are lying on the grass, and the fragrance of flowers, grass and earth is mixed together, giving the nose a wonderful feeling. Green is the main color of spring, with various colors, such as aqua green, emerald green, oil green and light green. The newly sprouted buds are still green with yellow, and the flowers in spring are delicate, not to mention colorful, all pink, white and pink. Standing on the highland, the grass "grows higher and higher", and there is a feeling of surging. It seems that there are various colors of "fish" swimming around in the green waves. I don't know what that "fish" is.
The friends built a machine city with building blocks. A child said, "If only we could live in it."
I said, "Yes, I will be an engineer and build a house like this for you to live in." After listening to my words, my friends are of course very happy. A child said, "I want to build a house where there will always be spring, green grass, red flowers and butterflies, which is much better than your house."
In spring, our spring dreams, like birds, fly in this blooming grassland, and our naive fantasies and pure friendship will stay there forever. We always believe that nothing is unexpected, only impossible.
The fragrance of flowers, the green grass, the tall and straight trees, and the laughter of hee hee, we will hide the beauty and kindness of this scene in the depths of our hearts. Now, the flowers I can still smell and the laughter I can still hear are stirring my heart wonderfully. Looking back on all that, it is so natural, as if there is nothing outside the heart, and everything except spring has nothing to do with us.
How romantic the spring was when I was a child, but I bid farewell to my childhood in a hurry, leaving only fragrant memories. How I want to go back to my childhood, play with my friends and chat carefree.
The spring of childhood has evolved into a landscape left in my heart, which will spread spring and laughter all the way in my future journey.
Write a 600-word composition imitating the summer in Liang Heng A: How many people have said and written about Hangzhou?
In June, I went to Xizi Lake for the fourth time, nine years after my first visit. In these nine years, I have never said a good word about the West Lake.
It is said that the West Lake is not as naive and natural as the Long Lake in beauty. On magnificence, it can't compare with the misty and gorgeous Taihu Lake. Fortunately, there are not many places of interest, otherwise I don't know how many fallacies there are.
Strangely, I have a different impression this time. June is not a good time. There is no spring, autumn or snow.
When the lake was misty and rainy, the mountains, mountains and water were foggy. The West Lake seems to be half awake and half asleep.
The air is filled with the fragrance of gardenia after the rain. When I think of Dongpo's poem: "The water is clear and clear, and the mountains and Kong Yu are raining", I think Dongpo, who knows the West Lake best, should really watch and appreciate it carefully.
Just like every time, come in a hurry and go in a hurry. In a few days, I realized the "green" of the West Lake.
Going to Lingyin in the rain, I only feel green when I get off the bus. The old trees on the roadside are towering and green, and the rain seems to be green.
The trees in the upper layer of Feilai Peak are green, some are dark green, deep and dense; Some are blue, light and bright. The winding path under the peak is covered with moss, and the straight green extends into the crevices.
Sitting in the cold spring pavilion, I feel cold and relaxed. The stream beside the pavilion is sparkling and said to be a stream. In fact, I can't express the momentum of running. The smooth place is also clear and flows in a hurry. The splash is like flying beads rolling jade, which is particularly beautiful in a green shadow.
There are many scenic spots in the West Lake, and each place has different benefits. Even if it is green, it is different. Huanglong Cave is quiet and green, with Pingfeng Shan Ye and nine streams and eighteen rivers idle.
You can't talk about it one by one. Strolling through Su Causeway, there are lakes on both sides, with smoke in the distance and light rain near the water, and a layer of silver gray appears.
Walking, I suddenly saw the trees on the side of the road are very strange. Although a tree is far away, it gives people a feeling of vastness and desolation, which seems to be green from the top of the tree to the underground. A closer look reveals that these four trees are all covered with green moss, so tender and lovely, which makes the green Su Causeway greener.
Some mosses have interesting shapes, such as cows, shepherds, trees and clouds; Some look like a green landscape painting. This moss green gives me the impression of perseverance. I wonder what impression Su Gong had on them.
I saw another kind of green when I watched fish in Huagang. It was a pool of lotus, round green leaves, or standing gracefully on the water, or leaning against the water, only feeling a vigorous vitality, jumping around in the pool.
Green is the color of life. I like to see the tender willow branches in early spring, so bright. When the willow branches swing, it seems to tell you that spring is coming.
Lotus leaves are more mature in early summer, but their vitality through lively green is the same. In addition, the water drops on the leaves are rolling around, almost like lotus leaves dancing in the pool.
5. The last three paragraphs of the first Chinese lesson in grade six are like spring, like a doll that just landed. It is new from head to toe and is growing; Spring is like a little girl, dressed beautifully and walking with a smile; Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.
Spring is like a shy little girl, hiding. Spring is like a newborn baby, petite and lovely; Spring is like a lively child, longing for it; Spring is like a strong young man, full of vitality; Spring is unforgettable like a healthy old man.
6. It is wrong to write about spring by imitating the composition of spring. It should be to write an article imitating spring. Look forward to it, the spring rain is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching. Everything seems to be boiling, shouting and smiling. The water is getting hotter, the air is sweet, and butterflies are scrambling to dance. Willow quietly put on new clothes. A large area will do. Lean, lie down, stick two branches into the soil, walk around and take some photos. The wind is warm and the wicker is soft. Begonia, Sophora japonica, wisteria, whether you let me or I won't let you, are competing to bloom. Pink is like rouge, white is like snowflake, and purple is like a gem. The air is filled with faint or rich fragrance, almost like it. In this season, a hundred flowers blossom, in this spring. Birds are everywhere: nesting among branches, singing among leaves, flying in the blue sky, black, gray and colorful, as lively and full of enthusiasm as going to a spring party.
In my opinion, there is no distinction between beauty, ugliness and dignity in people's five senses. They live on people's heads, enjoy supreme status and control the normal work of limbs. They have their own strengths and weaknesses, but the collocation is so symmetrical. The position of the small nose on the face is really unique. He lives in the center and his eyebrows, eyes and mouth are all for him. Enjoy a carefree life. However, from another perspective, the nose, as an important organ of the five senses, also has many survival risks. He has to endure the stench of toilets and sewers for a long time, and only he can digest the suffocating smell of disinfectant water and waste gas from factories. He needs to identify spoiled food, and more importantly, he needs his help. Natural and man-made disasters often hurt him, so he said. Almost without exception, a cold will have symptoms such as stuffy nose and runny nose, and it is nothing more than the nose itself that suffers. In order to wipe off his runny nose, he is often rubbed red or even scratched by facial tissues, but he never complains. His professionalism is the most admirable. His mouth is under his nose, which is definitely not the best position, and once he meets a lazy master, the snot from the upstream has no choice but to get into your mouth. The contribution of mouth is self-evident. It allows you to taste delicious food from all over the world and express your feelings in words. But I don't think your mouth was born to enjoy life. Although food is always tasted by him first, words are always expressed by him. However, you can understand your mouth from the words "illness comes from your mouth and disaster comes from your mouth". If any part of the body is uncomfortable, it is up to him to taste the bitter fruit. He often ends up with a dumb man eating Rhizoma Coptidis ― I really feel sorry for him. Although his nose is prominent and his mouth is delicious, God did not give them the most important role in people's hearts when he created them. Besides, how can you have both? The most important thing on a person's face is his eyes. Some people say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. We can see the beautiful world outside through him, and more importantly, others can feel our hearts through him. I can't imagine what kind of disaster his disappearance will bring us. Helen Keller, a blind writer, expressed her heartfelt desire for light in the book If You Give Me Three Days of Light. The beauty of sparkling eyes comes from the soul. Looking all around and listening all around, it can be seen that the importance of ears is second only to that of eyes. Sweet and elegant music rushes into our lives through our ears, which makes people get spiritual comfort after a meal. He can make people listen to the teachings of the wise, so as to standardize their words and deeds and cultivate good conduct. At the same time, ears are the only place where beautiful women choose to wear accessories, but beauty comes at a price. Piercing ears and hanging earrings can really make the facial features look more beautiful, but the pain when piercing them will make the ears unforgettable. I guess the most annoying thing about ears is that they are twins, but they will never reunite. My little eyebrow is the last of the five senses. He seems useless, but in fact he is very useful! When it rains, it is incumbent on the eyebrows to protect the eyes from the wind and rain. He can indeed be called the umbrella of the eyes, and his importance is reflected in this. It is said that God created human beings. If it is true, then I really admire God's cleverness. The five senses perform their duties, but they complement each other, which is a dream combination. I have no preference for the five senses, because everyone can't lack any one.