Essay on seagulls flying

Essays on seagulls flying 1 seagulls flying

-A new era for fishermen

Sea!

Dark blue water, that is the world of water,

Looking from a distance, the sea and the sky are the same!

Flocks of seagulls,

Fly freely above the waves.

The wings of seagulls, flashing people's reverie, floated away with that endless imagination!

Distant islands, shrouded in clouds, looming! What kind of place would it be?

Sea!

No wind, three-foot waves,

A small fishing boat,

Step on the surging waves!

The waves beat against the fishing boat, splashing countless seawater, and the seawater kept splashing on the boat and fishermen!

The waves hit the fishing boat, and the fishing boat fluctuated with the waves!

The sea,

Fisherman's treasure!

A shirtless man, dark and shiny!

Shorts, barefoot and muscular arms!

A pair of strong hands are pulling the fishing net!

Online celebrity's sweat and online celebrity's joy are all rippling in the blue!

The sea,

Fisherman's treasure!

Girl gone wild, blue as the sea!

A pair of industrious hands are weaving fishing nets quickly!

Weave dreams of the future,

Who is my prince charming and when will he come to my side!

An old fisherman's song, sang and sang!

I don't know when to be your bride!

The sea,

Fisherman's treasure!

In front of the wives, there is a net full of small fish.

Small fish picked from the internet are put into the fish basket.

The fish in the basket is full!

Daughters-in-law are happy in their hearts and smiles on their faces!

Children's bread, tuition, shiny school uniforms!

And my own beautiful clothes.

The sea,

Fisherman's treasure!

The partner's man came from a distance, and the fiery bitch screamed!

"'Gahu', come and help, help my sister to mend the fishing net!"

"That night, while the eldest brother is away! Help you make up your evening makeup! "

The sound of the waves twists and turns, drifting with the wind to the sea!

The sea,

Fisherman's treasure!

How many generations of fishermen are poor,

Finally rich,

Handsome fisherman, driving a BMW and riding a Wolf!

Tired of staying at the seaside, I am no longer just looking for my bride in circles!

Playing trendy, QQ, WeChat, teenagers' dreams have wings.

Fly to the distance, calling for the girl in the distance!

The sea,

Fisherman's treasure!

New era, new imagination!

Trying to refit an old ship,

Put on wheels, put on wings,

Waterway can, air can fly!

Cross-border alliance, flying dreams! Fly your dreams and fly with seagulls!

Seagull Flying Prose 2 is her tender heart, which belongs to the executor of balance skills and has never been so eager. This pouring rain always comes with the wind, but it leaves a thousand rays of sunshine. The poet read a poem "Seagull" to this big, black and fat cat. Let's read this beautiful poem by the famous Chilean writer Luis. Fairy tales written by Sepú lveda. The book describes a seagull named Kenjia. Unfortunately, when hunting, she was blindfolded by the marine disaster, and her pupils were covered with oil. Her wings are covered with sticky liquid, black and smelly. She scratched her paws, exhausted all her strength, and was so tired that her muscles twitched and she came to the edge of the oil stain. She blinked hard, constantly immersed herself in water to wash her eyes, and then looked into the air. I saw only a few clouds on the vast sea, and her companions who came with her had already gone away and flew without a trace. Her feathers were soaked with grease, and she struggled to fly, flapping her wings and falling again and again. When she flew to Hamburg church, she was exhausted and couldn't flap her wings any more.

The big, black and fat cat is basking in the sun on the top floor of the church, with its belly shy, its claws curled up and its tail stretched out. He heard a buzzing sound. Suddenly, a seagull landed on the balcony, stinking all over. The big, black and fat cat tried to suppress nausea and licked the seagull's forehead, and found that the seagull's breath was getting weaker and weaker. The seagull said to the big, black and fat cat with all his last strength, "I can see that you are a noble cat." I'm dying. I beg you to promise me three things. Can you promise me? " The cat thinks that the poor seagull is desperate and can only give generously. "I promise you." The cat said sympathetically. "I'm going to lay eggs. Please don't eat them, take care of them until the baby gull is born and teach the baby gull to fly. " When the seagull sighed for the last time, a white egg with blue spots landed next to her greasy body.

The cat and his friends waited patiently for the birth of seagulls. They named her "Lucky", and the little seagull grew up under the supervision of the Hong Kong cat. In order to teach seagulls to fly, cats put down their posture to negotiate with mice, and even broke cats' commandments and taboos, communicated with humans, and taught seagulls to fly by human strength. This man is a "poet", and the "poet" said, "Only if you dare to fly can you fly." The little seagull succeeded with courage. This big, black and fat cat, this kind cat in the harbor, kept his promise to Kenjia. After reading this book, it is impressive. In order to pursue material life, human beings continue to overexploit and utilize the earth's resources, which destroys the ecological balance of the earth and causes many environmental problems. Ken Jia, the seagull in the book, died because people poured thousands of liters of thick and smelly liquid into the sea and spread it in all directions, polluting the sea with the waves. We only have one earth, so we should cherish the environment where we live. Even if we can't make a great contribution to nature, we can start from the little things around us. At the same time, we should also learn to love, respect and protect small animals and live in harmony with nature.

What benefited me most from this book was the "courage" guided by cats and "poets". I can only fly if I dare to fly. In our study and life, we will encounter many setbacks and difficulties. If we don't have the courage to try, we will never learn.