It took me a lot of effort to open my eyes, and my eyes felt particularly sour. It feels like a long time has passed. I looked around curiously, and the first thing that caught my eye was a very beautiful picture. Overhead is a clean and beautiful blue sky, very bright, but there is no sun; The flowers and grass on the grass reflect each other and are intertwined.
I am sitting on the grass at the moment. The grass is soft. Strangely, there is no soil here. Even the air is glowing with a little colorful light, which is very fresh.
I stood up, looked around and found a jungle on my left. As if I had been summoned, I lifted my feet and went in.
There is no grass here, there is a layer of fog on the ground, but there is no touch of the land, as if you were in a fairyland. .
I walked forward without control. Suddenly, I stopped.
I can clearly see a river in front of me, but it is floating in the air. Just then, a girl in Gothic clothes appeared in front of me. I looked at her and found that she was the girl I saw when I was in a coma!
Black long curly hair, fair skin, big eyes, and a sweet smile on her face.
"Hello, welcome here! I am the flower fairy here. " She said, "Here, you can test your beauty. I heard your sorrow in the world, and you feel that your appearance is not beautiful. "
I was shocked: "You. .."
Before I could finish, she waved and came to the middle of a river. I found that this is the river. There are many white bones at the bottom of the river. They look terrified and seem to have suffered a lot.
"What are those?" I looked at her and asked.
"Those are the people who came here to test a few days ago. If they fail, they will sleep here forever. Are you willing to test, but I want to remind you that there is only one chance. " She explained to me.
I thought about it, but I still said, "I do."
Suddenly, the sky changed, and many gold, necklaces and precious stones fell from the sky. ...
"You can only take three things, or you will never get out." A gloomy voice came faintly.
I don't pay attention to him because I know-there is no such thing as a free lunch.
I looked for the exit, but I couldn't find it. I looked at my feet in despair and suddenly found a door. He was lying on the ground, but I also saw a big gold lock on it.
I thought, where are the keys?
At this moment, the voice came again: "Now at your feet is the door of survival, and your mother is here, but only one of you can go out." Do you choose to go by yourself or by her? "
"Why don't we go out together, or here together. If I live alone, I will blame myself for the rest of my life. If mother survives, she will be sad all her life. " I resolutely answered.
The golden lock gave off a dazzling white light, which grew bigger and bigger until it surrounded my whole body. When I open my eyes again, which girl is in front of me?
"Congratulations on passing the test. Look at your hands. "
I immediately opened my hand curiously and found a colorful flower lying quietly in my hand.
She went on to say, "this is a magical flower, and only people with noble souls deserve it." You know, appearance is not the standard that determines everything. Only kindness is really kind and beautiful ... "
Her voice is getting smaller and farther away, but it is deeply imprinted in my mind. ...
I slowly opened my eyes and found that everything was still the same, but then I lay in bed and suddenly found that everything was just a dream. I feel a strange feeling in my hand. When I opened it, a seven-color flower flashed seven colors.
I looked out of the window and my thoughts drifted away. ...
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2. Continue to write, how to open the window after the rain clears? How to write a composition outside the window After the rain, the cold wind rustled the branches, the morning star flashed in the sky, and the dawn was about to appear.
Finally, when the first light appeared from the east, the night, rain and cold wind also passed. In the early morning of autumn, the air is wet and the wind is cold.
It has no beauty in spring, no heat in summer, no cold and snowflakes in winter, but it has poetry in autumn and its own unique taste. On branches, leaves and grass, crystal dew reflects colorful light under the sunlight, and water is everywhere on the ground, like pieces of glass, which is more beautiful under the sunlight.
Near eight o'clock, a figure appeared in front of my eyes, writing a composition outside the window after a storm in the sixth grade of primary school. It's a mother. She seems to be urging her children to go to cram school. At this moment, a car pulled out of the parking lot. Several students ran out of the wet playground to play basketball. Although it is raining today, there are still many old people exercising by the pool in the small garden. When practicing Tai Ji Chuan, some working adults come out from home one after another, catch the early bus or drive their cars straight to the company. A cleaner came out long ago, but no one.
But no one will notice that this beautiful scenery is disappearing bit by bit, just like life is passing away bit by bit. The window is the first watchtower for children to see the outside world and the first watchtower for souls to see the outside world. I will always love you-beautiful windows, I will always love you-after the rain clears.
3. Continue to write, how to open the window after the rain clears? How to write a composition outside the window After the rain, the cold wind rustled the branches, the morning star flashed in the sky, and the dawn was about to appear.
Finally, when the first light appeared from the east, the night, rain and cold wind also passed. In the early morning of autumn, the air is wet and the wind is cold.
It has no beauty in spring, no heat in summer, no cold and snowflakes in winter, but it has poetry in autumn and its own unique taste. On branches, leaves and grass, crystal dew reflects colorful light under the sunlight, and water is everywhere on the ground, like pieces of glass, which is more beautiful under the sunlight.
Near eight o'clock, a figure appeared in front of my eyes, writing a composition outside the window after a storm in the sixth grade of primary school. It's a mother. She seems to be urging her children to go to cram school. At this moment, a car pulled out of the parking lot. Several students ran out of the wet playground to play basketball. Although it is raining today, there are still many old people exercising by the pool in the small garden. When practicing Tai Ji Chuan, some working adults come out from home one after another, catch the early bus or drive their cars straight to the company. A cleaner came out long ago, but no one.
But no one will notice that this beautiful scenery is disappearing bit by bit, just like life is passing away bit by bit. The window is the first watchtower for children to see the outside world and the first watchtower for souls to see the outside world. I will always love you-beautiful windows, I will always love you-after the rain clears.
I opened the window in the morning fog. I woke up early in the morning, habitually looking out, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I put on my clothes in a hurry and opened the window, only to see clouds of fog flying around. The breeze blows, and the fog rolls and crawls in the air like a snail; After a while, it turned into a conch ... the fog really looked like a ditto.
It's time for school. I went downstairs and was immediately surrounded by thick fog. It's like falling into a bottle, I can only see a piece under my feet. I walked carefully along the roadside. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice. The footsteps behind me are getting closer and closer, but I can't see who it is. I didn't realize that Zhao Liang was going to school until the man came up to me.
On the way, a red sun rose slowly from the east, and the thick fog was torn off layer by layer like cotton wool, gradually turning into a layer of spun yarn, and the distant scenery began to emerge faintly.
Open the window in the morning and write a composition of not less than 200 words. In the morning, the earth wakes up from the darkness.
Birds wake up in the call of the sun, and people get up and go to work at the urging of the sun. Trees, grass and flowers are covered with crystal dew, and the air is filled with the fragrance of all kinds of refreshing fragrant flowers, the bitterness of grass, the simplicity of trees, the smell of earth, the warmth of sunshine and the tranquility of the countryside, forming a refreshing morning meeting.
I gently pushed open the window and everything got better. The sky is bluer, the white clouds are softer, the air is fresher, the trees are greener, the grass is straighter, the flowers are more gorgeous, the soil is more saturated, the dew is more round, people are more energetic, and we are working harder.
Oh! Early morning is the most beautiful time of the day. As soon as Yunuo went out, a faint fragrance came to the nose and chattered. A kingfisher dressed in green seems to be talking to me: "Hey, little girl, look, brother how bright, the sun! The weather must be very good today! " In the park, old people are beating Tai Ji Chuan. I can't help lying on the green grass and looking at those unknown birds in the tree. They seem to be having a concert, twittering and beautiful.
No wonder those old people don't need music. It turns out that they are boxing with birdsong every morning! Listen, listen, I can't help falling asleep. I feel like a bird, flapping its wings. Hey, I can fly! I've never felt like flying in the sky. I'm very excited. "Gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung.
For an instant, I seemed to understand their language: "I am like a fish beside you, …". This song is really nice, and the lyrics are quite poetic.
Listen, I began to chirp myself, and many companions flew beside me. "You are great, and the songs you sing are really beautiful." At this time, there was a breeze blowing, and I felt the wind blowing on my face.
"Rinse", "rinse" and "rinse", the breeze makes the discussion among the leaves more intense, which is really beautiful. Flying through the Woods, a clear stream appeared.
"Flower" and "Flower" are like a song without words, loud and clear, and pieces of fallen leaves fall in the water and flow downstream in the direction of the water. I stood on a fallen leaf, and slowly drifted down with it.
The charm of nature is really picturesque, making people linger! "Ji Ji Ji" bird's concert began.
6. Open the window in a happy mood in the early morning.
Beams of dazzling sunlight illuminate the whole earth. Open the window, you can listen to the birds singing, watch the rising sun on the hillside, say hello to the beautiful morning and tell your feelings to this vibrant world. Open the window and let the chores that were silently in my heart last night drift around with the breeze outside the window.
Open the window and let last night's dream come true with the singing of birds. Open the window, pave the way for beautiful scenery on earth, a ray of sunshine fills the road leading to school, and the trees on both sides wave for your growth.
At noon, I am in a good mood to open the window. The afternoon sunshine filled the room with deep drowsiness and made the tired body fall into a beautiful dream.
The cicada singing in the afternoon adds a note of love to the soul and makes the world smile again. Open the window, the birds outside the window look at you quietly and fly to the window from time to time to listen to your breath.
Open the window and all kinds of flowers crawl into your room along the corner. Magnolia, carnation, jasmine, tulip ... Colorful petals set off your face and decorate your beautiful home. In the evening, when you open the window, the charming starlight shines in the blue sky, which is a comfort to your heart; The curved crescent moon reminds people of the story of Chang 'e; A few moths glowed faintly under the starlight; In this quiet night, there are several beautiful and lively places.
The whistling of the wind added several dancing girls to the air-the blowing leaves were comfortable everywhere. The wind beat against the closed window, watching the passing meteor make your wish that day; The wind is standing outside the window, wanting to listen to your whispers, share your happiness and witness your growth experience.
Open the window and beautiful things will appear in front of your eyes. Open the window, you will have a good mood, and a good mood will accompany your growth.
It's someone else's, for you.
7. Opening the window composition The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell on the desk through the window, and I sat at the desk rubbing my sleepy eyes. The loss of E69DA5E6BA9062616964757A 68696416F31333353932 at the end of the term made me very sad. Just after I was disappointed with my parents last night, I shut myself on the other side of a door, blocking my parents' bitter tears, and others sincerely comforted me. ...
A clear birdsong woke me up and went to the window. Under the blue sky, on the white window cover, with green feathers and a purplish mouth, what a lovely parrot. I couldn't help opening the window, but it flew away. When I looked intently, one of its wings kept flapping, while the other was not moving smoothly. It struggled to fly, not far away, it stopped to rest again, in a trance, as if it understood something.
Looking at the closed door, closing the door through a bird outside the glass window, can I stop facing the reality? I not only closed a door, but also closed my heart. When I opened the curtain of another window and opened the window that had not been opened for a long time, the long-lost fresh air and warm sunshine made me feel very comfortable. The scenery outside the window is so beautiful, why do I turn a blind eye? A small creature can continue to fly after its wings are injured, and I am; After a small setback, you are immersed in depression. Why can't you start a new journey with pain? Will the temporary haze cover the blue sky forever? Lifting the land, the long-lost smile reappeared on my face.
Open a window, my heart blooms for it; Open a window, release some dust, release melancholy, don't linger in front of that door forever, let life flow with the color of spring, and let our youth shine for it.