? -Class 7 (4) Jiang
? It is another autumn, and the autumn wind is shining with watery eyes and touching the fallen leaves with fingers. As soon as the wind passed, more than half of the leaves fell, but there was still a little yellow-green on the tree. This little green dotted the whole autumn. This autumn is beautiful and intoxicating, as if I were autumn wind, traveling around the world. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget how your rickety body stood in front of the window when the leaves fell that autumn. The window is still like that, but the person has disappeared. When I gave up on myself, mom, you grabbed my hand and said, "Let's work together, work hard ..." Your voice has always been like a centered clock. Follow me carefully. On the altar, there are two old footprints. Living is a good job, and those who work hard will be smiling in heaven. Smelling the breath of autumn, my heart has been in that spring.
? -Class 7 (4) Zhang Jialing
? It's another autumn, and the flowers in Beihai are in full bloom. There are little flowers on the trees, under the branches and on the ground. Red is like a burning torch, pink is like a blushing cheek, and yellow is like dancing Huang Die. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget your kind face, your eyes full of red silk that took care of me, my memories of being with you at Ditan, and your mother who blurted out on a tricycle. The anxiety of waiting for many days has quietly become a reality in silence. You sacrificed yourself to light the candle in your son's heart so that he wouldn't lose his way. The ancients said: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son"; "Women are weak and mothers are strong"; "I love my son endlessly, and I'm happy to go home." Mother ............................................................................................................................................................, my sister and I will have a good life together. ...
-class seven (4)
? Another autumn, my sister pushed me to the park to see osmanthus, which was full of trees, clusters and clusters. It is very dense. From a distance, a large area, a large area, seems to be a touch of sunset from the sky to the ground. Come closer, as long as I breathe it gently, the faint but refreshing fragrance of osmanthus suddenly hits my heart, and I am immediately intoxicated by this floral fragrance, intoxicated by this elegant and noble floral fragrance. ...
? Mom, I miss you! I can't forget that you used to like growing flowers at home, but you still put me first. I still remember sitting in a wheelchair watching you fiddle with those green plants, but after a while, you will come and take care of me, afraid that something will happen to me. Ah! Mom, although you left me, I will miss you forever. You don't have to worry. I will take good care of myself, work hard, and work hard in the future ... —— Tao Jianan, Class 7 (4)
? It's another autumn. The gentle autumn wind gently caresses the earth, and the leaves outside the window are fluttering, like flocks of yellow butterflies flying in the sky, forming a beautiful scenery with the blue sky and white clouds in the sky and the flowers and trees on the ground. Mom, in order to give me hope in life, you endured my rage and impermanence, the blow of my illness and the torture of your illness. Mother, in order to give me the hope of life, you blocked the fallen leaves outside the window, blocked the zero adjustment of everything in the world, and blocked the slow silence of the world; Mom, in order to give me hope for life, you let me see the chrysanthemums in Beihai and the beautiful things in the world, which symbolizes the light of the world ... Indeed, after your teaching and help, I will take good care of my sister and live a good life with her. ...
—— Class 7 (4)
? Another autumn, the yellow leaves "swish swish" falling down, the dry and cold wind at their mercy, the branches become bare, like an old man, hunched back. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget your expression when you begged me to see chrysanthemums, your wet eyes and your pain when you vomited blood. Before you died, you were still worried about my sister and me and refused to go to the other side of farewell. You're afraid I'll hurt myself and have a worse temper. The weather gets colder and colder. From time to time, the sky is overcast and snowy, but more is hope. In spring,
—— One yuan for Class 7 (4)
? It's autumn again, and a yellow Ye Er falls in the center of the lake with the wind, with a little dusk light. It's noon now, and the clouds in the sky are glowing with a little dusk light. The sunshine shines obliquely on a Bai Lianhua, which is warm and harmonious as heaven and earth. Looking at the horizon, I seem to see you: my mother! That white lotus seems to have life, so brilliant, chic and free in the sun. The wind blew past me and looked at the bright sky. I understood what my mother had left unfinished, and so did my sister. We live together. —— Class 7 (4) Gao Yuxuan
? Another autumn, the autumn wind blows down the crumbling leaves, and there is no longer your figure in front of the window; Pieces of dead leaves seem to touch my heartstrings, covered with long paths that extend forward. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget that when I lost my temper, you walked out quietly, but you were afraid that I would do something to hurt yourself and listened to my movements outside the door without trust; You can always detect my subtle mood swings. When the leaves are dying, you are afraid that I will lose hope of living well when I see this bleak and depressing scene, and stand in front of the window in person to prevent me from seeing it. You used to like planting flowers, and you can see flowers tender enough to drop water everywhere on the windowsill. But since I was paralyzed, you no longer have time and energy to raise flowers, but take care of me like that flower, but I often lose my temper with you. Remember the chrysanthemum in Beihai that you always told me about? I have seen it, but you can't see it. Mom, I got out of the setback as you wished. I will take good care of my sister and live calmly, firmly, profoundly and enthusiastically!
—— Class 7 (4) Zhao Yijing
? Another autumn, the leaves outside the window are falling, dancing in mid-air like yellow elves. I know that this does not mean death, but represents the replacement of new things and old things. After a while, in a year or two, new buds will appear and decorate the tree beautifully. As long as you have hope, you will have happiness and the world will give you happiness. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget your thoughtfulness when I broke the glass, broke something and lost my temper. In order not to make me more angry, you quietly hid out and quietly came in again. You wanted to cry, but you held back. How much pain and sorrow you have endured! You don't care about your health to stop me from hurting myself, but you know what? Practice your body, you have reached this stage, you are hurting yourself! Mom, my dear mom, you told me how to live a good life with your life, and I did it. My sister and I will live a good life and love ourselves. ...
—— Class 7 (4) Tang
? It's another autumn, the wild geese "croak" and fly to the south, accompanied by the yellow leaves "swish" falling down; However, next spring, they will eventually come back. Only when the dead leaves of the landscape fall can we see the richness of other forests. It turns out that all temporary sadness and destruction are entirely for better and better development in the future. Just like me, my mother taught me not only to "live well", but also after the autumn of life, I saw all the sufferings in the world and ushered in the prosperity of life. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget that you stood by the window when I was most vulnerable, and then pushed me to see the beauty of autumn-let me see the scene in forget the sorrow and stir my emotions. Beautiful, more than that, the silent teaching of mother's body is better than everything. Autumn goes to winter, winter goes to spring, and everything is endless. We are together to "live well"-Qu Chen, Class 7 (4)
? Another autumn, my sister pushed me along the narrow path of Beihai, watching the chrysanthemums blooming brilliantly, the poplars fluttering and the leaves blooming ... On the winding path, the chrysanthemums swayed in the wind, so neat and orderly, delicate and unyielding, beautiful and strong. Huayang is spreading, rising with the wind, like goose feather and heavy snow, falling to the world, simple and elegant, free and deep. The leaves with green in yellow and red in green are so spectacular and beautiful, colorful, splashing without losing enthusiasm, gorgeous without losing nobility. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget the yellow peas you took me to eat. Look at how fast I eat. You just look at me happily, as if eating in your mouth. It's so sweet. I can't forget the poplars and Yang Shuhua you took me to see. You looked at me with a happy smile, but you just looked at me happily, as if you forgot the pain, so satisfied! Yes, mother, your life is elegant, your heart is noble, and your love is deep and warm ...-Class 4, Huang Qi.
? It's another autumn. In the sky, groups of troops returned to the north, with sweet songs of Li Guyi on the branches, tenacious bodies of grass on the grass, elegant fragrance and graceful posture in the garden. Mom, I miss you! I can't forget, when I suddenly smashed the glass in front of me and knocked the things at hand against the surrounding walls, you quietly hid out, secretly listened where I couldn't see, kept wiping the tears in the corner of your eyes, worried about me, and then quietly came in, with your eyes red. I can't forget, when I hit that hateful leg hard, you rushed to grab my hand and held back your tears, saying that for a long time. Mom, I have come out of that kind of pain. I hope you can come back to me again and we can work together!
-Class 7 (4) Li
? It's autumn again, and Ye Er outside the window is falling "shua shua shua shua shua". Thousands of times, I refused cruelly. I finally agreed, but ... you're dead ... oh! I have been to appreciate chrysanthemums, and the flowers are so delicate and warm. " "Pea yellow imitation meal also went to eat, the taste is still delicate, it's a pity that you are no longer around. If Ye Er, who was blown to the ground by the wind, can bring the letter to heaven, then I want to tell you that my sister and I are both fine. We are all working hard now and will work hard in the future. I didn't see chrysanthemums last time, so I must sneak back and have a look. Don't you like flowers best? Everything is going well. ......
-Class 7 (4)