Lu's composition 1 I finished my English class today. Around ten o'clock, people are really bored, just sitting by the flower bed and looking at the grass. -inscription
Look at that little flower, a pink sunflower, smiling and holding her face high, as if to say, "My little sunflower is a lovely face. It's a pity not to look up! " Looking at the lovely appearance of the sun flower powder doodle, I can't help but look at it more.
Yo, something is flashing! Maybe it's just sunshine! I didn't care too much. When I look at sunflowers again, hey! This is dew!
Look at these dewdrops. They are bright and round, big and small, from small nails to full stop. They are all lovely.
A blade of grass looks wobbly. It turned out to be a drop of dew covered with nails on the tip of a blade of grass. Ye Er seems to hate it, shaking more and more, and this tenacious dew is tightly attached to the tip of the leaf, never slacking off, unwilling to bow. This beautiful drop of dew is crystal clear, but it has such strong endurance. I touched it a little and looked at it with my little eyes.
Looking up, the sun is so vicious and heartless that even cicadas are impatient. On this busy street, there are few cars, even if there are, they are in a hurry, and the street is very quiet.
On Saturday morning, I walked on the small road in the community and felt chilly. The air is particularly fresh and the road is slippery. I think it must have rained heavily last night.
At this time, my mother's excited cry suddenly came from my ear: "Wow! What a beautiful dewdrop! " As she spoke, she pointed to a bush next to me, and I looked in the direction she pointed. Really, on the purple shrub, countless crystal clear dewdrops are flashing, which are no longer ordinary small drops of water, but as dazzling as pearls on my mother's necklace. I couldn't help shouting, "Wow!" Looking at these dewdrops, I can imagine: Are these crystal clear dewdrops the tears left by the bushes scared by the sudden downpour last night? Or is it the sweat left by shrubs after resisting relentless wind and rain? I can't help but admire the tenacity of this low and ordinary shrub and stand the test of wind and rain. I want to reach for it, but I'm afraid I'll disturb these dewdrops lying quietly. Just when I was fascinated by dew, suddenly my mother called me, "Hey, what are you doing here?" ? Go to class at once. "I was pulled back from my imagination by this sentence, so I hurried to my mother in three steps and two steps.
The dew in the morning adds color to the shrubs and a lot of vitality to the earth.
I like dew, and I admire it.
Every summer and autumn, I like to get up early and go for a walk in the wild. At this time, the waning moon is like a hook, the morning star flashes, the green willow crops whisper, and the morning wind blows, which is particularly refreshing.
The starlight faded slowly, and the fiery red sun lifted its veil. It presents a wonderful and brand-new world under the illumination of thousands of rays.
Look! There are countless sparkling pearls shining on the boundless green leaves, one is 2000, which is very common and deeply loved by people, like bright stars in the night sky, like gems scattered on the blue waves, and like millions of shining eyes and dewdrops.
Dew's body is small, life is short, but it is extraordinary. As night falls, it nourishes the seedlings, like a loving mother's milk feeding a baby; Whenever dawn comes, it is the first to open its tireless eyes; It hides in the air during the day and works silently in the dark at night. It is not like a storm carrying lightning to show off its power, nor is it cruel to everything like hail. It works silently and dies silently. It dedicated its short life to mankind, but never asked for anything from the seedlings.
I love dew, which is more precious than pearls, more crystal clear than precious stones and brighter than stars. I praise it, the spirit of dew will shine in in my heart forever.
I don't know, has anyone noticed those humble dewdrops in the hot summer? ...
In the early morning, golden light gently rippled on the water; On the earth, it shines brightly-whether it is humble grass or delicate roses; Whether it's wild flowers everywhere or noble peonies, there are several beautiful "diamonds"-crystal dew. Seemingly inconspicuous, it is a beautiful landscape at this time.
However, the beauty of dew is only a flash in the pan: when the sun shines on the earth, their lives quietly pass away, dedicated to everything on the earth, so that they can show their most beautiful side. ...
Perhaps, the beauty of dew is truly valuable and eternal-they would rather make their efforts short-lived, and then silently pay for others and contribute to others. ...
Perhaps, this seemingly humble life, there are many, many, worth learning. ...
Early in the morning, before dawn, I was awakened by a cough. I got up because I couldn't sleep. I am worried that I will make a noise and disturb my sleeping family, so I want to go outside. I tiptoed downstairs and quietly came to the yard. I found the whole yard very quiet, and I could hear a leaf falling. I looked around, but there was no one in the yard. I went to the green belt of the community to see if there were any crickets or crickets in the grass. I saw nothing for a long time. Oh, no! On the tip of the grass, on the leaves, on the flowers and leaves, on the petals, there are jewel-like dew, watery and shining. It's beautiful. I want to reach for it, but I'm afraid they'll run away. I can only look at them quietly, and then I know there are "little stars" on the ground. I bet God has never seen anything so beautiful.
After breakfast, when I went to see it again, the little dew had disappeared. My mother told me that some of them became breakfast for small insects, and some slipped to the ground to nourish the soil. There will be new dew tomorrow.
I love dewdrops!
Dew composition 6 In the early morning, the breeze blew slowly, and the dew on the grass walked with the wind. When sunlight appears, it will gradually disappear. Every day, the dew circulates like this.
One day, the dew summoned up the courage to ask the sun god, "Why do you have to make me appear and disappear?" I want to exist forever, can I? "The sun god replied," This is a necessary process for every living thing, but your dew appears for a short time. "If you want to exist longer, I can let you go to the sea. "So the sun god sent the dew into the sea, and the dew began its first big trip in its" dew career ". Dewdrops drift around with the change of water flow in the sea, and many fish of different sizes, shapes and personalities are seen in the sea, and by the way, many "fish friends" have been made in the sea. In the sea, it is very happy. Dew has traveled for a long time at sea and has been to the Pacific Ocean, Indian Ocean, Atlantic Ocean and other oceans!
Finally one day, the dew will disappear again; However, the dew that is about to disappear this time is satisfied and very happy!
On Friday morning, I walked out of the corridor door with my schoolbag on my back, and there was a fresh air on my face. The road is wet and rattling. It must have rained last night.
I looked up and saw the crystal dew condensation on the top of the tree, like glass beads, flashing under the sunlight, as if to say to me, "Good morning, little friend!" " "I walked over and gently finger to say hello to it. I didn't expect it to jump off the leaves like a diver. What a naughty boy! I crouched down to look for the little dew that greeted me just now, but a breeze blew and the green grass twisted a few times, and the naughty dew hid in the grass. Suddenly, I found a small snail crawling slowly on the leaves, so I picked up a twig on the ground. The snail may have found out what I did and thought I was going to hurt it. He tightened his body quickly, like dew, so that I could never find it again. I stood up and saw a string of small transparent dewdrops rolling around on the leaves, as if performing a program on the stage.
What a beautiful morning! I miss running to school.
Lu's composition 8 Spring has finally arrived. Birds are singing happily and nesting on the top of green trees. The children took off their warm cotton-padded jackets and enjoyed themselves in the bright sunshine.
Unwilling to lag behind, plants are scrambling to sprout and grow under the urging of the sun. Early in the morning, I came to the fertile land, which is full of plants, and full of green is flourishing and dense. At this time, I found a shiny thing, take a closer look, oh! It turned out to be pearl-like dew. I gently pushed away more plants and found a small dewdrop on each plant. I stretched out my hand and touched it. Well, it's cold and comfortable! When I touched it, it seemed that all my troubles disappeared. In a flash, I rolled my eyes and thought of a strange idea. What is the smell of dew? Just want to try, my hands can't help moving. I took a dewdrop and stuffed it in my mouth. Wow, how sweet! So the smell of dew is like this.
I wanted to keep tasting, but a miracle happened on the land next to me. I wonder who is doing magic. Several small green leaves appeared on the earth one after another, green. I touch them, tender, like baby's skin. Suddenly, the dew of the small plant next to it dripped on the young leaves that had just grown. These young leaves were unprepared and bent by the dew of beans, and the young leaves were caught off guard.
Spring is really an interesting season!
Dew composition 9 Yesterday, the teacher assigned us a composition about dew. I thought about it, but I don't know how to write it. It happened that there was a spring rain in the evening. My mother said, "Why don't we go up the mountain tomorrow, you observe the dew, and we dig wild vegetables." I said happily, "Good! All right! This is a good idea. "
When I woke up the next morning, my father Sun had already smiled. We got everything ready and set off for the mountains. When we came to the mountain, I saw the leaves, petals and grass covered with crystal dew. Really beautiful! Some of them float on the leaves, some hang on the branches of the village, and some stand on the trunk, large and small, round and rolling, like full and delicate pearls, and like graceful girls. It is pleasing to the eye and refreshing. "Mom, how is dew formed?" I asked curiously. Mom said, "Let's look up the encyclopedia together after we leave!" " "oh! It turns out that dew is a small drop of water condensed by water vapor in the air when it contacts cool grass and leaves, also called "dew".
I like these beautiful dewdrops in nature. They make flowers redder and grass greener.
Cold body and confused mind. I don't know where I come from or what the world is like. It seems that I was born in darkness and started in darkness. ...
I am in a cloudy night, a dark and cold place. I envy those creatures that can move. They can see anywhere. I also envy those plants that can see the sun.
Sunlight, something sacred in the mouths of other creatures, tells me that sunlight can illuminate and warm us. These are all distant things for me. I began to long for sunshine, warmth and light. I started collecting and climbed to the top of the leaf until it came. This process is very long and painful. I watched the night sky change little by little until the sky began to spit white. ...
I am ecstatic, because you are coming soon!
Watching the earth light up a little, my body and heart became warm, and the excitement finally moved to me inch by inch, and my body was radiant and colorful. The plants around me envy me, but only I know that I am enjoying this shining moment, and my body is no longer comfortable but hot. I know my short life is coming to an end.
But I still have no regrets. I looked at the fireball with a smile. It's so dazzling ... I'm getting smaller and smaller gradually. When the last wisp of gas drifted away, everything was calm and a bright era came.
Dew composition 1 1 In the dense morning, a lotus flower can't be ashamed of the cool breeze, and the crystal dew on its petals is just a tear on its shy pink cheek.
I always like to hold my cheeks with my hands in the early morning of summer and quietly look at the crystal dew on the lotus in the dense fog. At this time, the lotus is so beautiful and the dew is so pure and transparent. They roll on lotus petals, like petite children taking a nap. If they touch the petals with their hands, they suddenly wake up from their dreams and open their hazy eyes, crystal clear and innocent. Then I rolled around in the broad arms of Holland. They are so energetic and lovely. Like a tear on a shy girl's powder, it is too beautiful to describe in words, which makes me feel disappointed and hard to let go.
How delicate their lives are. They only release their beauty, their playfulness and their sadness before the sun comes out. Although life is fragile, when the sun shines directly on them, when it fights against death, it will shine more brilliantly! Like jade, like jade, like a pearl at night, like tears ... After the fragrance dies, there is still a trace of coolness in the world.
I think there must be many poems praising Lou in history. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moon is as bright as my hometown. What does this reveal about the poet's homesickness? Moreover, I have read such a poem: "On the maple leaf, the dew shines red, while on the lotus, the dew is as pale and transparent as tears ..." Yes, the dew may be just a drop of crystal-clear tears of casual sadness.
Dew composition 12 Today is a sunny day, the sky is particularly blue, my mother is on a business trip, and I am lying alone on the sofa. "It's really stuffy and hungry!" I mumbled, staring at the white ceiling.
It's almost an hour. Didn't mom say she would only go for half an hour? How can ... I hold my chin to help me think. After more than 20 minutes, I was a little angry and looked for my mobile phone all over the house. Just as I was about to press the last number 8, the door opened.
I saw my mother sweating profusely. I'm sorry, she gasped, "I'm sorry I'm late ..." Seeing her tired, I kind of wanted to comfort her and hug her, but the devil in my heart stopped me and always kept me waiting for so long. I can't bear to look at my mother's face, so I have to turn my back on her and ignore her.
After a while, mom said, "Baby, look what mom bought you?" When I looked back, it was Xiao Jinshui. My mother didn't forget me at work. She also ... bought me a little golden water. I can't wait to spray it on the sore spot. Isn't this the dew of happiness? Full of maternal love, but also tells the story of maternal love!
"Mom" I hugged her like a coquetry, and my eyes were wet. Tears are like happy dew, crystal clear and bright, dripping into mother's soft heart, warm.
Dew composition 13 In the early morning, the red sun rises gradually from the east. The morning breeze gently blows the grass.
Xiaocao woke up and said hello to Grandpa Sun happily. At this time, the dew on the grass said, "grass, please don't sway, or I will fall." The grass asked, "Are you a raindrop?" Dew quickly said, "I'm not grass, I'm dew." The grass asked again, "Did you fall from the sky?" Little dewdrop said loudly, "My home is not in the sky." The grass then asked, "Did you come out of the ground?" Little dewdrop shook her head and said, "Not really. I am the steam running out of the ground and flowers and trees. Summer night, the ground is getting cold, and we become dew and fall on you. I have countless partners! "
Under the sunshine, the grass looked up, and there were many crystal dewdrops on the wild flowers and leaves.
Dew composition 14 In the light of April, dew falls quietly, and everything on the earth is greedily drinking dew. ...
The sun rises in the east, and the small dew gathered on the green leaves is crystal clear, like bright pearls scattered on the green leaves, and like diamonds embedded in the green belt.
The leaves trembled slightly, and a few naughty dewdrops were hidden in the grass, but they could not be found. These naughty children play hide-and-seek with me. Hiding here, hiding there, I am very happy. I stood on the lawn. Look here, look there. These little guys are really hiding. Ah!
Yes, it turned out that he winked at me in the grass!
Dew's life is short, but he is extraordinary. When night enveloped the earth, he sucked the seedlings and trees with his small body.
Look!
On the boundless green leaves, there are sparkling pearls, one, two, three, four, one thousand, ten thousand … Ah!
I like the bright stars in the night sky, the gems on the blue waves, and thousands of bright big eyes.
Ah!
Dew. This is an extremely ordinary and popular dew.
Dew composition 15 In that clean Dutch pond, there lived a small crystal dew, that is "I".
I am a small dewdrop, and I love the drizzle in spring. It moistens the grass and announces the arrival of spring. Grass crept out of the ground, mimosa stretched shyly, and the earth was green. Everything is full of energy! After the rain, I absorbed the essence and became more crystal clear! I like to look at the clouds in the sky. It's weird. I imagine myself as a white cloud, floating happily in the sky. I like to read fairy tales and imagine myself as the kind of snow white with white skin, waiting for the arrival of Prince Charming. At that moment, they will be happy; I once imagined a scene: I was a girl who loved playing the piano. When I sat in front of the piano and played, the melody became lovely little notes. They flew out of the window and slapped the barbed wire! Just like playing a staff, everything is fine! I long for a happy life. I like to be a bird and fly in the sky all day! Free and carefree; I also like to make an umbrella and serve the people silently. Protect people from the wind and rain and work hard. However, all the words are my fantasy. When the sun shows his little face, I will disappear!
Through the hazy raindrops, I can see many past days. Special rainy season, special me!