If I were the wind

Composition 1: If I were the wind, 500 words.

If I were the wind, I would do many things.

When spring comes, I will become a spring breeze. I want to blow all over the world, bring hope to everything in the world, and let them flourish in the new year. Bring confidence and blessings to everyone in the world, make them happy and confident in everything in the new year.

When summer comes, I will become a cool wind. I want to blow all over the world to eliminate the heat in summer. Let everything in the world grow more vigorously in the hot summer days. Let everyone in the world get rid of fatigue in hot summer. At the same time, I will get Uncle Yu, let it rain in every corner of the world at the same time, and let the rain wash away the heat at this time.

When autumn comes, I will become an autumn wind. I want to blow all over the world, completely eliminate the heat brought by summer, and bring coolness to people and everything in every corner of the world. I will change everything from green to yellow and decorate the world beautifully. Among them, the grain has also grown into a road of life. I will turn people's fatigue into mental and energetic stimulation and make the world lively in an instant.

When winter comes, I will become a happy wind. I am very happy, because I have blown all over the world with snow. The snow covered everything in the world and put white clothes on everything in the world. At this time, pure white adorns the world, washing the dirt of the world and the hearts of everyone in the world. These snows are used as entertainment tools by everyone in the world. At the same time, people leave their jobs and reunite with their families. At this time, everyone in the world is embracing happiness.

If I were the wind, I would do these things.

If I were the wind, I would put on colorful clothes and run freely in the world to let people see me. In spring, I will wear pink clothes. Yingchun is my friend. She only comes once a year. I have to go and see her first. She opened the yellow petals to welcome me, and shook the branches with my steps, looking graceful. People cheered: this is the spring breeze, and spring is coming! Farewell to the winter jasmine, I want to blow the warm current to the world, let people take off their thick winter clothes and let the grass look out. Everywhere I go, I will leave a touch of pink beauty, the fragrance of land and water plants, and take away people's troubles. In the park, I will watch the old man play chess quietly. If he is naughty, I will blow grandpa's white hair to the top of my head. I will return the broken kite to the child's hand, then dry the tears on his face and let his kite fly back to the sky with my help. In summer, I will wear a light blue skirt to bring people the same color and coolness as the sea. I will dry people's sweat and give them a cool summer. As the night was getting deeper, I walked softly through the cool crowd, covered the children with towels, packed up the magazines of young people, took away their fatigue of the day and left them with peace and comfort. I will discuss with the sun, let him put on a veil, restrain the scorching light and look at people kindly like spring. I want to send dark clouds and raindrops to arid areas, so that people there can see hope, blue me. In autumn, as soon as I put on my yellow autumn clothes, I picked up my little golden hands with fallen leaves to play with. After a while, the fallen leaves fell asleep on the ground like butterflies tired from dancing. I had to wake them up, put them in the garbage bag of the cleaner and say goodbye to them reluctantly. Goose yellow, I diligently picked the dead leaves on the tree, but it won't make people feel the desolation of autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. I gently caressed the girls' long hair and pulled their long skirts, giving them the last beauty of autumn without reservation. In winter, I am wrapped in a silver-gray cotton-padded jacket and seldom go out. This is a lonely season, people are rushing on, and they can no longer feel my enthusiasm. Occasionally, I will stop on a branch and talk to Hongmei softly. I let snowflakes fall in various patterns, watched the children play with snow and listened to their cheerful laughter. At night, I spin fast and dance to my heart's content. People looked at me through the window and smiled as if the spring they were looking forward to had arrived. If I were the wind, I would be kind, beautiful, popular and passionate. What about you, my friend?

Composition 3: I would, if I were the wind 1200 words I would, if I were the wind. ...

In the northwest of November, it is cold, bleak and silent. ...

In the vast campus, the wind of playing music comes and goes in a hurry. The branches and leaves of trees rustle in the sand, and the fallen leaves are suddenly taken into the air and sway aimlessly in the quiet air. And the wind, still in a hurry as before. Like chasing something. I don't know what I'm chasing, and I'm afraid I'm the only one who knows.

At the edge of the fence, the north wind easily climbed over the seemingly indestructible fence and wandered around the campus until it reached the treetops of the grove. The trees are trying to resist, even the grass on the ground is not to be outdone. However, what can stop the raging north wind! Alas.

Yellow leaves are swaying in the wind and struggling in autumn. Perhaps, at this moment, their only wish is to return to the branches that they have never left and never expected to leave. Even if I return to the root, I would rather be a spring mud. However, no one expected that the north wind was so ruthless that it broke this last and only wish. The bare branches are swaying pale, which is probably the attachment and helplessness to the leaves.

There is still some water in the small canal on campus. And water, also carried by the north wind, flows to the distant place where you don't want to go but have to go. The aquatic plants on both sides of the passage are constantly shaking their bodies under the shaking of water. I think this is probably to let the water in the distance. I'm a little tired after staying by the canal for a long time. Sit by the canal at will, listening to the sound of running water and the sound of waves beating against the canal wall. Listening to this voice, I feel the long-lost joy and pleasure, as well as the cozy feeling with warm breath. However, there is no life, no fish, no waterfowl in this canal ... Maybe you will think it is a stagnant pool, which is undoubtedly a wrong idea. Obviously, few people know how much responsibility they shoulder. At the end of the canal, countless farmers are full of longing and expectation, which is their hope for survival.

Through the hazy night, a melodious but urgent sound floated into my ears from far and near, which turned out to be the cold whistling sound of the north wind. How strange it is that the world pricked up its ears to hear the sound. Soon, the sound swept through my body wave after wave and went away. No regrets, no nostalgia, no feelings. ...

Crowds in twos and threes appeared gently on the road. Some faces are a little sad, it's homework, it's emotion, maybe both; Some faces are smiling. Needless to say, they get rid of the confinement of the classroom and can freely rush to what they call the long-awaited enjoyment of the world. That group walks slowly, and this group walks fast. Suddenly a car came, which made the already chaotic crowd even more chaotic. However, the cold north wind continued to blow, without any sympathy, and his face was still cold. From the moment the crowd left the building, it began a strong struggle against every cell. In an instant, many people tightened their tight clothes intentionally or unintentionally. Their figures gradually melted into the night and disappeared vaguely. However, their laughter sometimes floats in the hazy night.

Pedestrians on the road are becoming scarce. Maybe I should go back, stand up and look around. However, the surroundings have been completely controlled by the night. At this moment, I lost my original direction, even the original starting point. All that's left is the sound of running water, and they are still happy. ...

However, the biting north wind continues.

I hope that if I were the wind, I would not be violent, but full of affectionate care;

I hope that if I were the wind, I would blow away the cold night, so that people would not get lost;

I hope that if I were the wind, I would return to the familiar figure and the place where you are; I hope, if I were the wind. ...

Composition 4: "If I were a wind poem" 1700 The first part: If I were the wind.

Author: Ji Jiping

If I were a gust of wind in the city,

I blew into the asphalt,

Rub on countless dust.

I blew into the lake in the park,

Took several colorful plastic bags.

I blew to the flagpole in front of the tall building,

Blowing the cold iron rope,

Blow open the rolled flag.

I blew into the overgrown building,

Knocked out.

I can't stand this tasteless and cold city.

I have to go through the clouds,

To find a new world.

If I were a gust of wind in the countryside,

I blew into the brick house,

There are even some wooden houses,

I hurried out,

I'm afraid my arrival will bring a cold to my family.

I blew into the boundless fields,

With several dragonflies as company,

I make them fly higher and easier.

I glanced at the farmhouse,

Took away the natural and simple taste there.

I'm a little reluctant to leave,

But still flew into the distance.

If I were a gust of wind on the mountain,

I blow to the ancient pine and cypress,

Say hello to them,

They shook their arms,

Play the most touching music for me to enjoy.

I blew into a deep canyon,

It kindly helped me to become stronger,

Let me rumble.

I blew on the squirrel picking pinecones,

Bring them chills.

I don't want to leave,

Tell yourself you must come back again.

If I were a gust of wind by the running water,

I went with the flow,

Turn on the tap from time to time,

Rippling beautiful waves.

I blow hard from time to time,

Sprinkle clean water on the grass on the shore,

Ask them to taste cool and clean water.

I played with it all the way,

I said goodbye unconsciously,

Leave happily.

If I were a gust of wind on the grassland,

I blew hard,

But I can't blow my head,

The smell of grass penetrated deeply into my soul.

The kindness of the shepherd makes me feel good.

If I were a gust of wind in the desert,

Blow gently,

Roll up the yellow sand,

Meet travelers,

I'll try my best to blow a cool breeze for them.

If I were the wind,

I want to be the happiest traveler in the world.

Chapter 2: If I were Wen Feng.

Author: Wang Shuli

If I were the wind

I will not choose to wander aimlessly.

But I have the freedom to choose to cross.

I will take a walk in the forest.

Whistling leaves

Shoot out bursts of pine trees

I can dance on the stream.

Gently jump over the water.

Add ripples to the tinkling sound

It's like breaking the peace of the lake before love.

I followed in the footsteps of Venus.

I listened to Athena's song.

I blew the wind chimes away.

Say goodbye to the scattered scenery

If I were the wind

I am Cupid, and I love God.

Just a child who will never grow up.

I don't know what true love is.

I don't understand the questions of countless couples.

If you are addicted to the ocean of love

I can accept your inner doubts.

I can never guarantee that your lover will find out.

When you are tempted

I am close to you.

If I were the wind

I just want to follow my love.

Article 3: If I am the wind

Author: Baiyun You You

If I were the wind

I just hope it becomes a Leng Yue.

Same color as her cold heart.

Melting in the silent galaxy together with missing.

This is a frozen river.

Freeze her pink smile

A snowflake, a cold farewell.

The cold sound of the reed flute is a reflection of the wind.

Blow it out, blow out all the lights.

In the dark, love is calm.

Blow it, blow off the stars all over the sky

There is a symbol of sour love recorded there.

If I were the wind

I just hope it can wake up an apricot tree.

A faint fragrance floated into the sky.

The vast snowfield only condenses love into a little yellow.

This is a bright yellow willow forest.

Next to the drawing board is her, next to the river bank.

Watercolor becomes a butterfly and apricot blossoms.

Give me a hazy spring sleep.

A piece of apricot blossom, a piece of spring of love.

Come on, it's not spring here yet.

Fresh dew dripped on the grass tip.

Come on, let's open a mountain and a field.

This is my confession of love

If I were the wind

I just hope it will bloom into a pomegranate flower.

That's the flame of love

Burning high in the treetops.

I want to call her back.

Sketchpad, river bank, or her.

A smile made me fragrant all summer.

However, there is only blue sky in front of her.

I am just a cloud on the horizon.

Draw, don't go into her heart.

I am willing to be an audience forever.

Painting, I hope I'm your material.

There is only gentle touch in the seam.

If I were the wind

I just want to blow away the osmanthus tree.

Little me, quiet.

Smoke and dust all over the sky

Be baptized by the sun

Put on a golden dress and cover her whole photo.

She slowly lowered her head to think.

She faced the river bank and turned to the distant mountain.

A little rain, a little wind

blurred image

Stop it, everything should return to nature.

She has her design, her connotation.

Stop it, Green Wave.

Treasure in the gap, forever, forever-

I am the wind.

I can write freely.

No audience

I can tell my sadness to Dashan.

No audience

I can tell love to the river.

When I jumped on the drawing board

I have my own ideas, too

The wind condenses into happy tears.

Can reflect the colorful sun.

Article 4: If I am the wind

Author: Xiao Li explores flowers

If I were the wind

It must be in the April season.

With the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River as the background

Raise your tenderness and dance.

Let the full moon blow gently under the water.

I'll catch the drifting notes.

String together an enlightening poem.

Hanging on your eyebrows and eyes

If I were the wind

I must help you first.

Blow away the suffocating time

Let the impression of spring

Carved in the heart and lungs

Let thoughts bloom like epiphyllum.

transient

You don't need wings.

My task is to take you flying.

Surfing is a Tang poem

It's still Song Ci.

Close to me will have the direction of life.

If you are catkin

How can I fly without you?

Jiangnan, there is no snow.

You are my expectation all over the sky.

Germinate in green happiness

Bloom beautiful flowers

If you are catkin

I am destined to be the wind.

Pear flower is my messenger.

She will take you into a dream.

that place

must be

My tenderness, your heaven

If you are catkin

I am still the wind you are familiar with.

Whether it is far or near.

You never walked out of my heart.

Composition 5: Poetry: Am I the wind? Excellent document of 700 words.

Poetry: Am I the wind?

Poetry: Am I the wind?

My heart is like a floating white cloud.

Find your home in the blue sky

Am I the wind? Always ask yourself

It's the wind. Where will the clouds blow?

Thoughts are like long hair fluttering.

There is a piece of rationality scattered in the chaos.

Am I the wind?

Facing the bleak and desolate mountains

Can you touch a piece of green?

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It's the wind

I am the wind.

White clouds are floating, ignoring everything.

I am the wind.

Roll up messy long hair like old hair.

It's the wind

The body of the soul dances lightly between heaven and earth.

Author: Zi Kui

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Composition 6: If I am Feng (250 words) Composition 1300 words Selected Composition: If I am Feng (250 words) Composition

If I were the wind, I would go to my mother's job and dry the sweat on my face for my mother one by one. If I were the wind, I would go to the kitchen and blow the hot porridge to my mother bit by bit. If I were the wind, I would go to the open grass and blow kites high in the sky for the children who are playing. If I were the wind, I would go to the garden to help the gardener make the swollen buds bigger instantly. If I can really become the wind, that would be great, so that I can serve everyone and contribute to nature. Sixth grade: Xue

The first article: composition I am the wind

I am the wind.

I have traveled to Qian Shan, enjoying the magnificence of mountains, rivers and nature. How wonderful!

In this forest, I saw the beauty of harmony: a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred birds contend; The mountain springs are tinkling and the trees are swaying. I am like a carefree elf, happily skimming through the forest, smiling and flying over the lake, happily holding flowers and kissing her. I attached the rich fragrance of flowers and fresh morning dew to my body, went to find my grandfather who lived in a wooden house and gave him a "bear hug". I was about to play with sparrows when suddenly dark clouds gathered and the sun was covered. In the distance, tripterygium wilfordii panting, Dian Mu cough in a hurry. After they shouted a few times, brother Yu also heard the noise and came to join in the fun. "Sand, sand?" A drop?

Raindrops gradually increased and became dense, hitting stones, leaves and grass, echoing all kinds of sounds. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and my mood is getting more and more excited. How can this carnival be without me! I rushed into the rain happily and played together. Ha ha, that's * *! Wind, rain, thunder and electroacoustic together form an extremely magnificent symphony of wind, rain and lightning! Tired of playing, we quietly closed the tail. The thunder and lightning became smaller, the rain stopped, and I stopped "roaring", and the sun showed a bright smile again. I said goodbye to them and went back to sleep in the Woods. I had a sweet dream.

Chapter 2: If I am the wind, if I am the wind.

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I belong to the spring breeze, and I will gently touch the earth to wake up everything if.

I belong to the summer wind, and I will travel all over the earth one by one, bringing a little bit of coolness.

I belong to the autumn wind, I will make the fruit ripen quickly and bring the joy of harvest.

I belong to the winter wind, which will blow snow all over the sky, and next year will be a bumper harvest year.

Article 3: If I am the wind, if I am the wind.

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I belong to the spring breeze, and I will gently touch the earth to wake up everything if.

I belong to the summer wind, and I will travel all over the earth one by one, bringing a little bit of coolness.

I belong to autumn wind.

I will make the fruit ripen quickly and bring the joy of harvest, if

I belong to the winter wind, which will blow snow all over the sky, and next year will be a bumper harvest year.

Article 4: If I am the wind, if I am a gust of wind.

If I were a gust of wind, I would become a spring breeze.

Braid the willows.

Will become Xia Feng.

light make-up

Will turn into autumn wind

clothes

Will become the winter wind.

If I were a gust of wind, I would paint the lotus flowers pink. If I were a gust of wind, I would dress the ears of wheat in gold. If I were a gust of wind, I would cover the grass with silver.

Composition 7: "If I am the wind 1000 words" 700 words if I am the wind 1000 words.

If I were the wind, I would put on colorful clothes and run freely in the world. I want people to see me.

In spring, I will wear pink clothes. Yingchun is my friend. She only comes once a year. I have to go and see her first. She opened the yellow petals to welcome me, and with my steps, she shook the branches and looked graceful. People cheered: "this is the spring breeze, spring is coming!" " "Say goodbye to the winter jasmine, I want to blow the warmth to the world, let people take off their thick winter clothes, leave the fragrance of land and water, and take away people's troubles. In the park, I will watch the old man play chess quietly. If he is naughty, I will blow grandpa's white hair. But I am a kind of wind. I will return the broken kite to the child's hand, then dry the tears on his face and let his kite fly back to the sky with my help.

In summer, I will wear a light blue skirt to bring people the same color and coolness as the sea. I will dry people's sweat and give them a cool summer. As the night deepened, I walked softly through the cool crowd, covered the children with towels, packed up the magazines of young people, and left the crowd with their day's fatigue, leaving them with peace and comfort. I will discuss with the sun, let him put on the veil, restrain the greedy light and look at people kindly like spring. I want to send dark clouds and raindrops to arid areas, so that people there can see hope, blue me.

In autumn, as soon as I put on my yellow autumn clothes, I picked up my little golden hands with fallen leaves to play with.

After a while, the fallen leaves fell asleep on the ground like butterflies tired of dancing. I had to wake them up, put them in the garbage bag of the cleaner and say goodbye to them reluctantly. Goose yellow, I diligently picked the dead leaves on the tree, but it won't make people feel the desolation of "autumn wind sweeping the leaves". I gently caressed the girls' long hair and pulled their long skirts, giving them the last beauty of autumn without reservation.

In winter, I am wrapped in a silver-gray cotton-padded jacket and seldom go out. This is a lonely season, people are in a hurry, and they can no longer feel my enthusiasm. Occasionally, I will stop on a branch and talk to Hongmei softly. I want to let snowflakes fall in different patterns, watch children play with snow and listen to their cheerful laughter. At night, I spin fast and dance to my heart's content. People smiled at me through the window, as if the spring they were looking forward to had arrived.

If I were the wind, I would be kind and beautiful, popular and full of passion.

What about you, my friend?

If I were the wind, I would do many things. When spring comes, I will become a spring breeze. I will blow all over the world, bring hope to everything in the world, make them flourish in the new year, bring confidence and blessings to everyone in the world, and make them happy and confident in everything in the new year. I want to become a cool breeze. I want to blow all over the world to eliminate the heat in summer. I want to make everything in the world grow more vigorously in the hot summer. I'm going to find Uncle Rain to make it rain in all corners of the world at the same time, and let the rain wash away the heat at this time. When autumn comes, I will become an autumn wind. I want to blow all over the world. Completely eliminate the heat brought by summer and bring coolness to people and everything in every corner of the world. I will let everything decorate the world from green to yellow, and the food inside will "grow" to "the road of life". I will turn people from fatigue into spirit, stimulate vitality and make the world lively in an instant. When winter comes, I want to be a happy wind. I am very happy, because when I blow through every corner of the world, I bring snow. Snow covers everything in the world and puts white clothes on everything in the world. At this time, pure white adorns the world, washing the dirt of the world and the hearts of everyone in the world. Snow is used as an entertainment tool by everyone in the world. At the same time, people leave their jobs and reunite with their families. At this time, everyone in the world is embracing happiness. If I were you.

Composition 9: "If I were a poem" 600 words If I were a poem.

There can be many ifs in life. If I were you, what would I be? Poetry is the floorboard of poetry and songs. When poetry is combined with music and dance, it is called poetry. If I were a poem, you might as well see what I am pushing. If I were a poem, I hope it would help you.

If I were a pen and a poem, if I were a pen,

I want to stay quietly with my master,

Follow in his footsteps,

Give him strength.

If I were a pen,

I want a job with no regrets,

Write down his thoughts,

Cheer him up.

If I were a pen,

I'm going anywhere with him,

Follow his shadow,

I'm so happy.

If I were a pen and a poem, if I were a pen and held in a busy hand, I would serve my master nonstop.

If I were a pen and put it on the lazy man's desk, I would say that the task of the pen is to write and the task of people is to learn. I like this man, I like eating and I like sleeping.

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The world must be a mess.

If I were a pen, lying in the hands of a man who wanted to commit suicide after writing a suicide note, I would say that life is the most important thing. Don't think of suicide because of a little setback, wake up, confused person.

If I were a pen in the hand of a calligrapher, I would ask, "What makes you a calligrapher?"? Are you happy or confident? " Do you know why I said this little question? Because I was really envious at that time.

If I were a pen, I would be assigned to someone and finally thrown into the trash can. And every pen has good luck and bad luck-of course, all pens have gender and are more vital.

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The poem "If I were a snowflake"

I. Activity objective: 1, interested in appreciating poetry. 2. Understand the content of poetry and learn to recite poetry with expression. 3. Inspired by the original poem, develop rich imagination and express your inner thoughts.

Second, activity preparation: pictures and courseware.

Third, the activity flow: 1, play PPT "Snowflakes Drift All over the Sky", and import. ? Teacher: "little friend, I want to invite you to enjoy some pictures with me." Please tell me what you see. " ? Teacher: "Today, the teacher brought a poem to the children. Where will the snowflakes in the poem go? "

2. Learn the poem If I were a snowflake. ? The teacher recited the poem "If I were a snowflake" emotionally. ? The teacher asked, "Where did the snowflake in the poem go?" (the child answers)? The teacher asked, "What's the name of this poem?"

3. Learn the content of poetry in sections.

? Show the atlas and learn the content of poetry. ? Recite poems according to the atlas. ? Teacher: Did you find out what the little snowflake finally became? (The child answers)

4. Thanks for the courseware. Children learn and perform poetry in different roles. ? The teacher said, "Let's follow the little snowflake and feel its beautiful journey again." ? Enjoy the courseware "If I were a snowflake"? Learn to play different roles.

5. The game "Snowflakes Gone with the Wind" (composition)

? The teacher said, "little friend, would you like to be a little snowflake?" I will be Grandpa Feng and play games with you. " ? Game play: The teacher said, "The wind is coming ~" The music sounded and the children played the role of snowflakes dancing. The teacher said, "The wind stopped ~" The music stopped and the children stopped moving. The teacher asked, "Little Snowflake,

Where have you drifted and what are you doing? "The child replied. The music starts again and the game starts again. The teacher weaved the children's answers into the original poem. 6. Play music, share creative achievements and experience happiness.

? The teacher recited the contents of this poem. ? Teachers, young * * * with recitation and performance. ? The teacher said, "Snowflake, let's float to the playground and play games with other children ~" Play music, dance with Snowflake and walk out of the classroom, and it's over.

Attached poem: "If I were a snowflake"

If I were a snowflake, where would I go?

Drift into the river, turn into a drop of water, and play games with small fish and shrimp;

Float to the square, make a snowman and smile at you;

Fall on mom's face, kiss her and melt happily.

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