"Blowing your face is not cold, willow trees become a shade", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air.
There is no wind more beautiful than the spring breeze. A little more effort would be too violent; Adding a little chill is too biting; Add a little more softness and it will itch! It is because the spring breeze broke out again that the earth came back to life again.
Miss Liu's hair is getting thicker and thicker by the spring breeze, and it is stained with light green; Xiaocao's brother slept for a winter and was gently awakened by the spring breeze. I danced happily, opened my eyes, yawned comfortably and stretched myself, sticking my head out of this thick quilt on the ground; In the song and dance, the scar formed by the audience's younger brother Xiaohei in winter has now receded under the care of the spring breeze, and now he can finally stretch his bones and muscles, move his hands and feet, and vent all the unhappiness accumulated in a winter; People are bathed in the spring breeze, and flying kites, walking, skipping rope, swimming and singing are all great enjoyment! It is not surprising that spring breeze will only bring vitality.
Like a magpie, it brings joy to people. Please close your eyes and think about it. In an open world, a group of children are clamoring to run and jump on the grassy land. Pink hands are holding a thread, and a kite tied by a thread is flying in the ethereal blue crystal sky, dancing with the spring breeze, bearing too much happiness! Spring breeze is like a comfortable cradle, warm and comfortable. As soon as people come into contact with it, they feel happy, worry-free and secure. People rush against the spring breeze, unconsciously thinking that the swallows will come back in droves tomorrow. Maybe there will be thousands of trees and pears blooming tonight ... Maybe this won't happen, but people are not in a hurry, because with such a warm spring breeze, everything will be there.
Year after year, the spring breeze awakens the earth and warms people's hearts again and again. I freeze it into warmth and happiness, quietly bathe in the spring breeze and enjoy it.
2. Write a composition on the topic of "Planting Spring Breeze", brush the treetops, and then sweep the universe with overwhelming force. Is this you, my wind? I think I love you. Because only love can contain everything about you. Along with your success and failure, your anger and revelry, your meditation and fierceness, your freedom and limitation, your long whistle and low voice. Yes, you are the wind, the wind I have been pursuing. You are the wind, the wind in my heart. Disappear suddenly and come back suddenly; Suddenly absorbed in solemnity, suddenly there are countless gestures; Suddenly like a magical dusk, suddenly like the dawn of a dream.
I built a high wind barrier for a quiet paradise. In order to stop your vigorous singing, to stop your colorful temptation, and to keep the calm waves from lifting for a long time, how can I stand your lightning rush and agitation? I said, I am the wind, just like you. Walk with you, roam the universe, pick a few stars in the sky, bring some noise to the lonely desert, and leave our footprints on the deep seabed. Perhaps fantasy itself contains some great achievements. The nature of the wind is indulgent, like a baby, crying without scruple, laughing without scruple and showing its nature without scruple.
Therefore, I love you, your own way, your enthusiasm after being cold, and your gentleness after being rude.
Let's blow up the snowflake, let it flutter and play tricks on the little girl's hair, eyelashes, nose and lips in the snow. Go and blow catkins! Let the floating clouds and catkins give some inspiration to the sentimental poet. Go and blow open the budding buds! There are also penitence and loneliness. They need us more, and they need gentleness and consideration. You are tired! My wind. Let's go to the other side of the mountain to have a rest, there is no need for wind.
Time flies in the spring breeze. I never know what tiredness is. I felt tired in the review of the final exam for the first time.
In the past, the teacher always called me naughty, but I retorted that I studied well, but now it's different. This is an extraordinary period, and the upcoming entrance examination has pushed me to the brink of collapse again and again. Only then did I realize how bad my grades were. I took a few questions to do and got stuck several times. I started to panic, but I couldn't think of a clue when I opened the book. Those English words that I have memorized by heart are now beginning to leave my mind, and even Chinese words with profound meanings are beginning to forget ... I began to despair, just lying in bed with my eyes closed and thinking nothing. Although I know this is not what I should do, what can I do? I am not a diligent student. I have never worked hard for anything. I even thought it was ridiculous, but what happened? Did it work? No, this is a failure, this is a loss, and this is a pity. ...
Now, my grades have fallen to such a point that not only the teacher is disappointed with me, but I also begin to despair of myself ... The teacher began to be vigilant and found my abnormality, and often gave me lectures specially, but I didn't appreciate it. At that time, I was numb and wouldn't listen to anything. The teacher was talking about the topic, and I nodded in a daze, thinking, stop it, it's no use talking. So it took a week. ...
Needless to say, the result of the mock exam was miserable. The teacher was surprised. She wants to know what she has achieved in a week's teaching. She called me to my office and asked me how I was doing. I shook my head and smiled bitterly. She took a deep breath and I smiled contemptuously in my mind. Sure enough, she began to do ideological work, so I listened one by one. "Do you really want to?" Hearing this sentence, I looked up at her in surprise. "Are you really willing to give up like this? Are you really willing to waste a semester's hard work? " Seeing that I was silent, she added, "You know very well that you are not a stupid student or a bad student. Look at your grades last semester, didn't you make great progress? " .
Thanks to my teacher's help, I achieved unprecedented good results in the final exam. This is my teacher's help and of course my own efforts. I used to despise the metaphor that "teachers are like gardeners and we are flowers". Now, I know that the teacher is the spring breeze, and we bathe in it. ...
3. Kind Spring Breeze Composition 400 words Spring Breeze is blowing, gently blowing the earth. The grass has sprouted; Willow leaves flow with the hair; The river stirred up waves. ...
The spring breeze is warm and wonderful. "Blowing the breeze is not chilling", yes, she caressed my face like a mother's hand, warm and soft, and the wind smelled of earth, mixed with the smell of grass and the fragrance of various wild flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air, and I greedily breathed the fresh air.
Spring breeze is still alive. Look, the bamboo shoots were awakened by the wind girl. They break through the crisp soil moistened by the spring rain, and one by one, they stick out their pointed little heads. He is wearing a light green coat and looks like a weak baby. They face the spring breeze, laugh in the sun and grow up in the spring rain.
There is a small willow tree by the river. Although she is very small, she is slim and elegant. The spring breeze gently combed her hair, and her beautiful hair was elegant. The grass under the willow tree has also changed. They took off the yellow suit given to them by Miss Dong and put on the green suit made by Miss Chun, which looks more energetic and beautiful!
The river is trickling, the spring breeze blows gently, and Bai Lianhua is in full bloom. How beautiful!
Miss Chunfeng enjoyed this wonderful picture and smiled sweetly!
4. Composition "Planting the Spring Breeze" 350 words The footsteps of spring have come to us gently, and the scene of the recovery of everything is refreshing. In this leisure season, spring breeze is spreading its symbol, covering every corner of the world.
The warm spring breeze is blowing slightly, stroking the earth, like a kind mother giving birth to a child. Spring, though not as warm as summer; Autumn sadness; The vicissitudes of winter! But she brings people infinite joy! Spring breeze and spring are good sisters, and there is not much difference in personality characteristics: spring breeze is not as hot as summer; Nothing is sadder than autumn; It's not as cold as winter. The gentleness and elegance of the spring breeze is like a musician who wrote the earth.
Who says spring breeze has no color? Isn't her color the green of the grass and the bud of the tree? Who says the spring breeze is not beautiful? Isn't her beauty the swing of willows and the smile of flowers? Who said the smell of spring breeze? Isn't her smell just the smell of earth and flowers?
Spring breeze brings us endless imagination space; Let's imagine in the spring breeze! !
The 5.500-word composition "Planting Spring Breeze" happened to be in beginning of spring that day, and I was in a good mood. I went to the post office to buy something.
There are not many people in the post office. In front of him is a young man who is sending money home, and behind him is an old man of about 70 years old, wearing a pair of reading glasses and in rags. He must have come to collect the remittance from his children. He still had a newspaper in his hand, and I glanced at it, which I had never seen before.
The old man's coat was stained with oil, so I couldn't help standing a little further. I wear MP3 headphones to listen to music. The old man suddenly reached out and I took off my headphones. He said, "Girl, please help me with that money order."
I took one to him, and he said, "Girl, can you write it for me? When people are old, wearing reading glasses is afraid of making mistakes. " I was a little helpless, but I had to do the same when I saw his pleading.
"Where to send it?" I asked. "Just send it to the address printed in the newspaper," he said, pointing to a palm-sized article.
I quickly finished reporting the article-it turned out to be a girl in the village, and her parents had an accident on their way to the county to sell vegetables. So far, the driver hasn't heard from him, so he has to live with his grandmother in his 80 s, and the tuition and living expenses are not enough.
"Poor thing!" The old man said.
"Lie to you, grandpa. This must be a scam. I don't even have a photo. How can I believe it? "
The old man is stubborn: "It must be true. I have sent it before, and people have written back. You say, if there is a way, who will beg you? Must be a hurdle. Right, girl? "
I looked up at the old man who suddenly touched me. He is ugly and his outstretched hand is old. The old man sighed and said, "When I was a child, my family was poor. If others hadn't helped me, I wouldn't have lived to this day. It is natural for people to help others. The ancients said,' Give me a peach and repay it with Qiong Yao'. "
I dialed the number of that newspaper to be on the safe side. Not only do they know the old man's name, but they also say that he sends money every month, and they are very grateful to him. The old man's monthly retirement salary is only 500 yuan, but the money he paid that day was 300 yuan! I'm a little shocked. 300 yuan doesn't matter to us, but it is almost everything to the elderly. The old man said, "I will send it next month, so that her grandparents and grandchildren can at least eat."
Society is sometimes indifferent and haggle over every ounce. As long as you dare to love and believe, it will be warm and soft.
After saying goodbye to the old man, there is a different kind of warmth in my heart, and the spring breeze outside quietly comes. Think of San Mao's old song "An acre of land divided into three parts": "Everyone has an acre of land divided into three parts, and everyone has a dream in his heart. What to plant with it, what to plant with it, and spring breeze with it ... "
When I was very young, I listened to my mother sing, but I never understood how the spring breeze was planted.
But walking in the wind that day, I finally knew that spring breeze can be planted. As long as you sow the seeds of love in your heart, it will sprout quietly, swaying green, and let your heart blow a warm spring breeze. ...
6. The spring breeze imitates the spring breeze and sings softly.
The leaves turned green,
The grass is growing,
Rhododendron put on a pink shirt,
Farmers have sown new seeds,
My kite slowly rose to the sky.
The spring breeze came gently.
Blowing green willows,
Blowing red flowers,
2. Du Zekun
The spring breeze came quietly,
She came to the road,
People take off their thick sweaters.
The spring breeze came quietly,
She came to the big forest,
Hedgehog and snake ran out of the hole.
The spring breeze came quietly,
She came to the sky,
Spring thunder sounded in the sky and spring rain began to fall.
Spring breeze people walk gently by the window,
Blow the flowers to the sun,
The green trees are more lush.
Spring is a beautiful season,
The children pushed the door open with the ball.
Play games, play with Miss Feng Chun. ...
3. Jiang
The spring breeze whistles softly,
Blowing the river,
Blowing green the treetops,
Cherry blossoms are everywhere.
Wild flowers gently drill out of the ground,
Shan Ye quietly put on colorful clothes.
The spring breeze whistles softly,
Dance with small animals.
Larks have new clothes,
Chorus with spring breeze.
The bees collected the first spoonful of honey,
Swallows build their first new nest.
4. Rola Chen
The spring breeze whistles softly,
Blowing red flowers,
Blowing the green hillside,
Blow up hibernating animals.
Willow gently nodded.
The park quietly changed clothes.
5. Mao Zijian
The spring breeze whistles softly,
Blowing away the flowers,
Blowing green willow buds,
Wake up the frog and croak.
The grass showed its face,
People are all smiles.
7. The composition of rain in summer imitates the spring, summer, autumn and winter of spring breeze, which changes all year round. Spring rain patters, patters ... like ox hair, like needles, like Mao Mao rain, and summer rain like hail.
For several days, people were afraid to go out, the soil cracked, the trees dried up, and people were looking forward to rain.
In the morning, I opened the curtains and the scenery outside the window was hazy. Pedestrians on the road walked in the rain with colorful umbrellas, and the rain fell from the sky like broken beads. After breakfast with my mother, I set off for school.
The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, a flash of snow-white lightning cut the gray sky in half, and then, with a bang, the thunder was like the roar of tripterygium wilfordii Dian Mu, which shocked me. "Boom" another thunder exploded above my head. It is like an angry lion, making a hissing roar. My classmates and I walked into the campus with umbrellas.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The wind attracts clouds, and the clouds roll the wind, as if all the animals between heaven and earth were roaring. The trees are swaying violently in the wind, and the wind is like a whip dancing wildly, beating and whistling ... In an instant, a flash of lightning cuts through the sky, which looks like a branch in Zeus' hand. That lightning cuts through the dark sky and brings people light.
My umbrella doesn't listen to me. Bean-sized raindrops hit my face, hands and feet ... and finally rushed into the classroom My shoes are soaked, and my pants and clothes are a little wet. I put down my umbrella and walked into the classroom.
After class, the students rushed out of the classroom and watched the rain on the balcony. The heavy rain covered the building like an invisible curtain. The heavy rain swept the earth like an angry lion. The rain is crazy, earth-shattering, and thunderous. The rain is really heavy, overwhelming and roaring; The rain is really fierce, like a swift waterfall, flying down.
Rain is a magical cultural relic, which can not only make people feel sad and cynical, but also make people feel the heroic spirit of hiding wine in the wind; Can not only give people warmth, but also give people warmth; There is both the charm of a small bridge and the momentum of lightning and thunder.
After a while, the dark clouds with a sense of victory left contentedly as conquerors, and the earth came back to life. Dark clouds thought they could conquer the world, but they did not expect to bring a refreshing feeling. Terrible storms come and go quickly, without dragging their feet at all. The short-term display of strength is the result of long-term accumulation.
I like summer rain!
This composition describing the spring breeze is about 400 words. Fast spring breeze is a key, which brings warmth and gentleness. Gently, gently, when you are not looking, you open the door of spring.
Spring breeze is a box of colored pigments. You see, it gives the grass green, and the green grass reveals its thin body. When the spring breeze blows, it jumps on the land. It gave red to Xiaohua, who smiled like a child's mouth. It's really interesting. Blue represents a clear stream, and the stream becomes a bright mirror. The orchid fairy gets more colors, such as white, green, and many colors you can't count.
The spring breeze hides a very good smell, plum blossoms are fragrant, camellia is sweet, and there are many sweet smells hidden in the spring breeze! Children's noses are often attracted by the smell.
The spring breeze blows a small green trumpet to tell everyone that summer is coming. The frog slowly woke up from his dream and the birds flew back from the south. They are all welcoming Miss Chun.
Spring breeze brings a wonderful song to the earth and a happy song to the children.