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The blue sea is home to corals.
black clouds are home to heavy rain.
deep underground is the home of oil.
a dense forest is the home of mushrooms.
children, don't forget to go home when you visit the zoo!
Gifts from Time Old Man
Yuan Ying
You bring the east wind to the branches,
Let the birds fly into the blue sky happily;
You bring the grass to Yuan Ye,
Make thousands of flowers smile.
You bring sunshine to the valley,
Turn snow into gurgling spring water;
You bring the drizzle to the fields,
Let the seeds smell the smell of the earth ...
You bring us spring,
This gift is more precious than anything else.
Grade two
Bird Island
Wang 'an
Class is over, and the campus is like a bird island.
The symphony of beauty whirls in this paradise. Under the flowers, on the lawn playground, sweatshirts, colorful skirts ... Flying, flowing figures, rotating dance steps, graceful charm, like a bird flying leisurely, jumping happily, like a bird dancing with its wings spread, and resting quietly.
singing and laughing are like birds singing heartily in the noise of the tide.
bathed in sunshine, * * * enjoys joy, adds warmth and enriches happiness.
ah, a vibrant bird island.
Camellia japonica
Guo Moruo
came back from the mountain last night and picked several bunches of solid fruit, several clusters of autumn hawthorn and several buds of camellia.
I put them in a iron pot and hung them on the wall.
The bright red hawthorn and the bright yellow raspberry are set against the thick green mountain tea-a flavor that can't be described in any way.
The black iron pot is even more like the deep rock bones.
when I just woke up from a deep sleep this morning, there was a faint scent of unknown flowers in the small room.
where did this come from? -
It turns out that the camellia planted in iron pot CIC has four white flowers!
ah, clear autumn lives in my pot!
Grade Three
Sky in Lhasa
Wang Zongren
Lhasa is a famous "Sunlight City". The sky there is always so blue and bright, like a sapphire washed with clear water.
In Lhasa, people can touch the blue sky with their voices and reach out their hands. Some people say that "you can wash your face with a handful of blue sky", which is really wonderful. Against the white clouds sticking to the top of the mountain, the blue sky appears more and more pure; Compared with the grassland along the Lhasa River, the blue sky is more clear and clean.
The blue sky in Lhasa is fascinating. It attracts your eyes tightly, and you can't bear to move away for a long time.
The sky above the Potala Palace is always blue and crystal clear all year round, whether in the middle of winter or in the middle of summer. With this blue sky, the Potala Palace built on the mountain is even more magnificent.
In Tibetan, Lhasa means holy land, so this blue sky is the curtain of holy land.
Xiang Shi
Bing Xin
My father's friend gave us two pots of lotus flowers, one red and the other white, which were placed in the yard.
I haven't seen the lotus in the yard for eight years. But there are always many gardens in my hometown; There are not only those with double pedicures, but also those with three pedicures and four pedicures, all of which are red-violet.
One moonlit night nine years ago, my grandfather and I enjoyed the cool in the courtyard. Grandfather smiled and said to me, "When Santilian was first opened in our garden, it happened that you three sisters were added to our big family. Everyone was happy and said that it was Hua Rui."
I feel a little bored when I hear the complicated rain in the middle of the night and get up early on a cloudy day. When I looked out of the window, the white lotus had withered and floated in the water like a white boat. Only a small lotus leaf and a few pale yellow flower whiskers are left on the stem. That red lotus, which was still blooming last night, was full this morning and stood gracefully among the green leaves.
I still feel uncomfortable-after wandering for a while, thunder broke outside the window, followed by heavy rain, which became heavier and heavier. The red lotus was hit by the dense raindrops. Under the open sky, I dare not go down the stairs, nor can I think about it.
Calling to my mother in the room, I quickly went over and sat next to her-when I turned around, I suddenly saw a big lotus leaf next to Honglian, which slowly fell down and covered it. My restless mood was gone!
The rain didn't subside, but the red-violet stopped shaking. The raindrops kept beating, and only on the brave and merciful lotus leaf, some water drops with weak circulation gathered.
I was deeply moved-mother! You are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the rain in my heart is coming. Except for you, who is my shade under the unobstructed sky?
In the fourth grade,
Yanzi
Zheng Zhenduo
A lively and clever swallow is made up of black and shiny feathers, a pair of handsome and light wings and a scissors-like tail.
there have only been a few drizzles. The breeze blows thousands of willows with yellow tender leaves. Green grass, green leaves and colorful flowers all gathered like a fair, forming a dazzling spring. The swallow came from the south, adding a lot of vitality to spring.
In the breeze, in the sunshine, swallows leaned across the sky, chirping, and some flew from the rice fields here to the willows there in an instant; Some swept across the lake, and the tail tip occasionally touched the water surface, and they saw the ripples rippling around.
A couple of swallows got tired of flying and landed on the wire. The blue sky, with several thin lines between poles, looks like a staff. The stopped swallow became a note, composing a hymn of spring to be played.
It's drizzling in spring
It's raining in Chenmucheng
It's been raining for a long time.
It drips on the wave board on the roof, drips on the leaves in the forest, and tinkles on the iron roof. Then, the small ditch in front of the house flowed. Like a clear spring gushing out of the ground, it is so happy that you push and squeeze.
Open a red umbrella, walk along the path in the forest, and listen to the raindrops hitting the eucalyptus tree, the acacia tree, the bauhinia, and the bread tree-pattering, pattering and clattering, making different sounds. The whole forest seems to be a concert hall.
the small raindrops gather on the leaves and become a big water drop, which slides down the veins and beats like a small drum: bang! Hey, hey, hey! Knock, knock, knock
suddenly, a gust of wind blew and all the water drops on the leaves fell down.
eh, eh! Knock, knock, knock Bang bang bang! All the drums are beating, knocking on the umbrella and knocking on the ground, as if the earth is a drum, and the raindrops are ringing the earth.
standing on the roof, watching the rain, the rain is thin and dense, drifting with the wind, just like gently scattering seeds on the earth.
adults say that this is the spring rain. After the spring rain, spring came. I like spring rain. It plays in the forest and sows seeds on the earth.
So, spring heard the drums of rain and woke up. All the seeds return to the bed on the earth, so that his mother can hug him, kiss him and teach him to sprout.
I leaned back and let the rain hit my face; I stick out my tongue and taste the milk of this earth, which is cool and sweet!
fifth grade
sunrise at sea
Bakin
I often get up early to watch the sunrise. At that time, it was still not bright, and it was quiet around, only the sound of the machine in the boat was heard.
The sky is still light blue, very shallow. In a blink of an eye, a hongxia appeared where Tianshui met. The range of hongxia is slowly expanding and getting brighter and brighter. I knew that the sun was about to rise from the horizon, so I stared at it.
Sure enough, after a while, there appeared a small half of the sun's face. Red was very red, but there was no light. The sun seems to be carrying a heavy burden, slowly, vertically, and vigorously rising. In the end, it finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. The color was really red and lovely. In a flash, this crimson round thing gave off a dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache. The cloud next to it suddenly brightened up.
sometimes the sun hides in the clouds. The sun shines directly on the water through the cracks in the clouds, so it is difficult to tell where the water is and where the sky is, only a bright light is seen.
sometimes there are dark clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are still very thick. The sun rises and people can't see it. Its light sets a bright Phnom Penh for the black clouds. Later, the sun slowly emerged from the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, dyeing patches of clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water, but also myself became bright.
isn't this a great spectacle?
flowers
old homes
I love flowers, so I also love flowers. I haven't become an expert in flower cultivation, because I have no time to study and experiment. I only regard raising flowers as a pleasure in my life. I don't care about the size of the flowers. As long as they bloom, I am happy. In my small yard, when it is full of flowers and plants in summer, kittens have to go upstairs to play, and there is no playground for them on the ground.
although there are many flowers, there are no exotic flowers and grasses. Precious flowers and plants are not easy to feed, and it is sad to see a good flower sick to death. The climate in Beijing is not very good for growing flowers. It's cold in winter and windy in spring. It's either drought or heavy rain in summer. Autumn is the best, but it will suddenly frost. In this climate, I don't have that great ability to feed the beautiful flowers in the south. Therefore, I only grow some flowers that are easy to live and can struggle by myself.
However, although flowers and plants will struggle on their own, if I leave them to their own devices, most of them will still die. I have to take care of them every day and care for them like a good friend. In the long run, I touched some doorways: some are fond of shade, so don't put them in the sun; Some people like to do it, so don't water it too much. Touching the doorway, the flowers and plants are fed, and they are alive and blooming for three or five years. How interesting! It's never a bad thing to gain more knowledge.
I have a leg disease, which is not only bad for walking, but also bad for sitting for a long time. I didn't know that flowers and plants were taken care of by me, but I didn't thank them. I can thank them. When I work, I always go to the yard to have a look after writing for a while, water this tree, move that pot, then go back to the house to write for a while, and then go out. This cycle makes mental and physical labor properly regulated, which is beneficial to the body and mind and is better than taking medicine. If you catch up with the storm or the sky changes suddenly, you have to mobilize the whole family to save flowers and plants. You are very nervous. Hundreds of potted flowers should be quickly grabbed into the house, which makes people feel sore and sweaty. The next day, when the weather improved and the flowers had to be moved out, my back ached and my legs ached again, and I was sweating. However, how interesting it is! Isn't it true that you can't keep a flower alive without working?
The milk delivery comrades praised "good smell" when they entered the door, which made our whole family proud. When the epiphyllum blooms, a few friends come to see it, which is even more delicious-epiphyllum always blooms at night. Flowers are divided into roots, and one tree is divided into several trees, so give some to friends; I naturally like watching my friends take away the fruits of their labor.
Of course, there are times of sadness. This summer, 3 chrysanthemum seedlings were still on the ground (it was not time to move into the pot). When it rained heavily, the neighbor's wall fell down, and more than 3 kinds of chrysanthemum seedlings were killed, more than 1 trees. The whole family didn't smile for days.
There are joys and sorrows, smiles and tears, flowers and fruits, and fragrant colors. It requires both labor and knowledge, which is the fun of growing flowers.
Frogs in the moonlight
Check all the way
I have always believed that there is a kind of love that can arouse a person's inner potential and help you overcome all difficulties.
It was an ordinary summer more than ten years ago, and I was unexpectedly defeated in the preliminary exam one month before the college entrance examination.
My mother was distressed to see my haggard face. In order to increase my nutrition, during that time, she killed more than 3 chickens in her family and wanted me to restore my previous physique.
however, I still lose weight day after day. The back window of my room is facing a pond. On a hot night, frogs in a pond, Haw, Quack and calling friends, cling to my unfortunate ears and wake me up again and again.
mother tried everything.
gradually, the frogs are no longer noisy, and there are sweet dreams every night. However, my mother has changed, and she takes a nap in her chair every day. One day, the aunt next door secretly grabbed me and whispered to me that your mother chased frogs for you every night in order to let you sleep well.
I'm skeptical. However, the next night, I really saw my mother on the pond ridge under the moonlight.
Mother walked carefully around the pond with a long bamboo pole in her hand, beating every grass carefully with the bamboo pole over and over again, earnestly and devoutly. Sometimes she stops, stands for a while, coughs gently and beats her back with her hands. The moonlight bleached her white hair very white. "mother! Mother! ！” I shouted. Mother can't hear you. She was so absorbed in the bamboo pole in her hand that she was afraid of missing a frog sound ...
This year, I was admitted with high marks in the college entrance examination.
Many years have passed, and the frog sound has passed away a little. However, I feel that it is always on my pillow. A sound, like a tireless reminder and instruction. Give me a lot of life incentives.
Yutan
Zhu Ziqing
plum rain pool is a waterfall pool. There are three waterfalls in Xiantan, and Meiyu Waterfall is the lowest. When I walked to the side of the mountain, I heard the sound of rushing; Looking up, a white and shiny water set in two wet black edges appeared in front of me.
let's go to meiyu pavilion first. Meiyuting is facing the waterfall; Sitting at the edge of the pavilion, you can see it all without looking up.
deep under the pavilion is plum rain pool. The pavilion stands on a prominent corner of the rock, and it is empty from top to bottom; Like a goshawk floating in the sky with its wings spread. There are mountains on three sides, like half a ring; People are at the bottom of the well. It's a cloudy weather in autumn. Slight clouds are flowing above us; Both the rock surface and the grass are somewhat oily and green from the wetting. And the waterfall seems to be particularly loud. The waterfall rushed down from above, as if it had been torn into several strands, and it was no longer a neat and smooth cloth. There are many edges and corners on the rock. When the waterfall flows past, it makes a sharp impact and splashes like flying flowers and broken jade. The splashing water is crystal clear and full of mans; Looking from afar, it looks like a little one after another.