"Little parachute" said strangely, "Why did you settle in the dark soil? How beautiful the golden desert is! How beautiful the lake with silver flowers is! "
Mother Dandelion added, "I have two sisters who have lost their lives. One of them went to the desert, and she was less than the next spring. Another sister went to the lake, and she drowned the next spring. If you still want to go, just like my two sisters. "
Hearing this, the dandelion babies waved their little hands to their mothers and said, "I see, goodbye to mom!" " "As they spoke, they left their mother's body and flew to the soil in all directions.
2. The continuation of dandelion in the third grade Chinese class in primary school. Welcome to "Composition: The Continuation of Dandelion". The "knowledge treasure house" updates more excellent "third grade compositions" for you every day, so please pay attention!
It's the season when chrysanthemums are in full bloom again, and apples are smiling brightly.
Mother Dandelion looked at the grown-up child and said, "Son, you have grown up and can fly away. Don't settle in a shiny place, it's a desert. Don't settle in a place where silver flowers are in full bloom. It's a lake. Only the black soil is where you take root and sprout and grow leaves. " From: composition daquan
"Little parachute" said strangely, "Why did you settle in the dark soil? How beautiful the golden desert is! How beautiful the lake with silver flowers is! " Source: knowledge treasure house
Mother Dandelion added, "I have two sisters who have lost their lives. One of them went to the desert, and she was less than the next spring. Another sister went to the lake, and she drowned the next spring. If you still want to go, just like my two sisters. "
Hearing this, the dandelion babies waved their little hands to their mothers and said, "I see, goodbye to mom!" " "As they spoke, they left their mother's body and flew to the soil in all directions.
3. Dandelion Composition Dandelion struggled out of the ocean of problems last Saturday afternoon, out of the mountain of books, out of the study and out of the room. Therefore, I took my brothers and sisters to the fields and walked into nature. Really, I haven't felt too natural for a long time. Today, I seldom have a little leisure in my busy schedule.
Walking on the path in the field, looking at the endless fields, extending to the horizon, suddenly makes people feel suddenly enlightened and clear, but it doesn't make people feel desolate. It's late autumn. Is everything zero? "Sister, I want this." My six-year-old sister pointed at her feet and looked up at me. I looked down carefully. That's a dandelion, a dandelion with a white light hat. To my surprise, there is a yellow dandelion flower next to it, which is almost the only bright color in the vast wilderness. I was silent and paused. I bent down and gently picked the dandelion, handed it to my sister and asked, "What is it like?" "lollipop!" Sister grinned. "No, it's like cotton candy," my brother snapped.
"I feel like a dream." I said quietly.
"Dream?" My brother and sister are very strange. I don't know why I said that. I've always felt this way in my heart. I remember that as early as primary school, I learned an article that every plant mother has a set of skills to help her children grow and reproduce. Mother Dandelion gave the children parachutes one by one. When Uncle Feng came, the little dandelion floated away in a parachute. I didn't complain that my mother was cruel, I didn't complain that Uncle Feng was too energetic, and I didn't know what to do. But with hope, with dreams, with gratitude, quietly drifting with the wind.
They may think: "Since they are destined to be silent for a lifetime, why not let them fly in silence!" " "Sister, look," Sister pouted and blew dandelions. Dreamy little parachutes are floating around, with dreamy expectations, let yourself fly and find your own paradise.
4. Imitate the composition of dandelion ~ The obliquely upward dandelion seeds fly slowly along the soft sunshine track, leaving only a bare dandelion stem, quietly staying in place and swaying.
It seems to be waving a blessing, and it seems to be crying goodbye. In fact, dandelion seeds and dandelion don't need too many farewell words, just silently goodbye.
Silence beside this painting, what more beautiful language can I have? I can only let my thoughts surge like a flood ... the sadness of graduation continues to high school, and the teachers before graduation make us miss it more. When I enter a tense and full high school classroom, I often compare junior high school teachers with senior high school teachers in my mind, and I am always unsure which teacher is better.
Such a difficult choice has brought the feeling of missing to its peak. I can't help playing back those warm pictures over and over again in my mind ... When I first entered junior high school, the teacher looked at my naive and surprised face with kind but severe eyes. I quickly learned that the class teacher's surname is Xu, a famous zhixing, and I laughed heartily. Zhixing? Is it Wu Yong, the intellectual star of Liangshan? This makes me feel very kind when I love to see the water margin.
The next few days made me more excited. Fluent Mandarin and vivid classroom atmosphere make us intoxicated by the flowers in China and bathed in the comfort of clear spring. Even you are touched. The slightly rising corners of your mouth show your happiness, and there seems to be crow's feet in the corner of your eyes, burning your hard work. You said let us understand the text in reading and make reading our habit. In this way, with the passage of time, my respect for you is increasing day by day ... Under the blue sky, I saw dandelion again, a dandelion flower like cotton candy, with dandelion seeds, enjoying the peace easily in the green grass and sunshine.
Such a beautiful day passed in a flash. On the eve of graduation, your lady's short hair, which was originally combed straight, suddenly became a little messy, and her crisp voice became hoarse and even choked.
I asked other teachers, and they all said that xu teacher is always like this when students are about to graduate. I was moved by what I said: the old teacher could not bear to part with us, and she might cry.
Yes, "a teacher for a day, a father for life", which parent wants to leave their children? In the eyes of all our classmates, xu teacher is our mother. Although it is only three years, this kind of love has changed for many years and has been abandoned! In the days near the senior high school entrance examination, xu teacher still childishly organized us to hold a coeducational tug-of-war competition. On the playground full of tension in the senior high school entrance examination, the sound of tug-of-war in our class is very uncoordinated with the reading sound of junior three students in other classes.
But xu teacher seems so happy. She has been integrated into the competition and our collective. The sound of our refueling resounds through the sky, which has become a unique oath for this class to meet the senior high school entrance examination ... Dandelion flowers fly in the wind, over hills, over rivers and towards further goals. Looking back from the direction of dandelion flowers dying, my thoughts stayed at the moment of graduation: winning, losing, sweating. When we start a new starting point from the finish line, you stand on the three-foot platform with a thick stack of diplomas beside you.
You announced our names again. Every time you report one, you will be silent for three seconds. It seems that you have turned over the past three years in this short three seconds. You solemnly handed us the certificate with both hands. This kind of transmission has condensed three years of sweat and tears.
I will never forget that moment, when your trembling lips looked forward to your eyes. You taught us with a clear voice, let us remember: no matter how rugged the road to pursue our dreams is, we must fight and chase! You are also looking forward to saying that we will meet again in 20 years ... Yes, dear teacher, I remember this beautiful agreement in the name of dandelion seeds. You are dandelion, and we are the flowers around you.
Time flies, we all fly away, and you are still in the same place, still waiting for that land to be so infatuated. You should be proud that dandelion seeds can fly, struggle, take root and grow in a broader and more fertile place; Please also believe that all dandelion seeds will remember that there were many unforgettable stories and a constant agreement in the graduation summer when we sent them away.
I still remember that in spring, I found a spherical dandelion with white fluff everywhere, then carefully picked it up, held it high and blew it hard at the sun. Countless umbrellas floated into the air, rippled in the air by the wind, and sometimes fell to the ground, and a breeze blew, and the umbrellas staggered up. Drift farther and farther, gradually away from sight, disappeared without a trace. So there is a melancholy question buried in my heart: where will those umbrellas stay? Those little white feathers stretched out in the wind. Are these your flying wings? How much hope does it carry? There are memories and nostalgia for the earth, innocence and dreams for the sky, and hazy yearning for the distance ... You just drift in the ideal direction, follow your inner footsteps, and pursue your yearning goals. You believe that dreams are just ahead, where the sun rises. You have no worries, no pain, no sadness, scattered all over the world. One day, you will accumulate full of hope again, just like this.
6. Dandelion's self-reported composition Hey! Hello, everyone.
I am a lovely dandelion. Staying in my room all day and listening to pop songs silently is the real me.
I like dandelion. I have never seen dandelions. I only dreamed about dandelions in my dreams. I think dandelion is red without any decoration. This is very common.
But I think it's great. When the teacher interviewed us about what flowers we like, most students said chrysanthemum.
Of course, I also like chrysanthemums, but I like dandelions best. I like every kind of flower. The teacher asked me, and I answered dandelion. The students gave me a strange look, probably because they had never seen dandelions. After class, the girls ran to my position and listened to me talk about dandelions.
I like dandelion, so I said what I felt in my heart. Students are envious, which doomed me to like dandelion ~ ~ ~ I-I have a different brain from others. Many times, my classmates think I'm a little stupid. Why? Is that my ideas are different from others. When the teacher asked us to solve problems with equations, I went to think about arithmetic methods.
Even in the Chinese exam, when it comes to oral communication, others write positively, but I write negatively, and my classmates think I am stupid. Why do you think backwards? Is it not good to be positive? They don't understand that I like to make things complicated and difficult at any time. Simple things can complicate me, which makes some people hate me.
Even doing math problems is simple, but I feel so complicated. When I encounter complicated problems, I am naturally smarter than others. My brain has brought me both advantages and disadvantages.
I, a naturally willful girl, shake my head when it comes to personality. I used to be a top student, but my personality was too annoying to my teacher.
I am willful, and everything I do is my own way, which is related to my different brain. I like to complicate things, and my wayward personality fits this well.
The teacher was telling us the equation, and I raised my hand and said that the teacher must use arithmetic to solve it. In fact, arithmetic methods are much more difficult than equations. At this time, the teacher will shake his head and say loudly, "Stand out!" " "At this time, some people will gloat, and I feel humiliated. For this reason, the teacher also invited my parents, which made my parents scold me again.
But willfulness has also brought me benefits. I always think that everything I do is right, so in class, I believe in myself, others' answers are different from mine, but I am willful and stick to my point of view, and my point of view is right every time, which is recognized by the teacher.
I, a caring girl, when it comes to the word love, I am still a caring family. I will give my money 5- 10 yuan to these poor people, so every time I stand at the conference, I will be praised by the teachers, which will give our class a lot of extra points.
Not only in school, but also in other areas. Every summer vacation, my father always takes me to some poor mountainous areas, and then I will donate money to those poor mountainous areas with my beloved piggy bank, and naturally I have the reputation of "caring dandelion" ~ ~ PS: I have both bad and good personality characteristics. If you want to be friends with me, just send me a message. Everyone is not perfect, everyone has shortcomings, and so do I.
7. How to continue dandelion's dream The next morning, dandelion woke up from a sweet dream. She stretched, yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Hey, why is it all on?" Before dawn, I was always awakened by the deafening horn of the steam car, but today I slept very comfortably. What happened? Dandelion looked around.
"Ha ha, look there!" Dandelion's ears remembered the voice of Uncle Coconut Tree. Dandelion looked intently and saw a big sign not far away, which said, "Drive slowly, be safe and keep your voice down!" " I see. Dandelion nodded happily and looked at the red sun. Dandelion feels thirsty. At this time, a drop of cool water fell on the petals of dandelion. That's so sweet. Then, more cold water falls. She looked up. It turned out that a group of lovely children were watering the kettle there. In the sun, the little faces burst into beautiful smiles. Dandelion gulped down and drank enough grass beside her. Dandelion looked up at the sky, ah, how blue! The red sun warms her whole body. "If only it were so beautiful every day!" ""Of course, people have realized the importance of the environment, so the place where we live will become more and more beautiful! " When Uncle Coconut said that, all the flowers and plants around him smiled happily.
8. How to continue dandelion's dream The next morning, dandelion woke up from a sweet dream. She stretched, yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Hey, why is it all on?" Before dawn, I was always awakened by the deafening horn of the steam car, but today I slept very comfortably. How did this happen?
What happened? Dandelion looked around.
"Ha ha, look there!" Dandelion's ears remembered the voice of Uncle Coconut Tree. Dandelion looked intently and saw a big sign not far away, which said, "Drive slowly, be safe and keep your voice down!" " I see. Dandelion nodded happily and looked at the red sun. Dandelion feels thirsty. At this time, a drop of cool water fell on the petals of dandelion. That's so sweet. Then, more cold water falls. She looked up. It turned out that a group of lovely children were watering the kettle there. In the sun, the little faces burst into beautiful smiles. Dandelion gulped down and drank enough grass beside her. Dandelion looked up at the sky, ah, how blue! The red sun warms her whole body. "If only it were so beautiful every day!" ""Of course, people have realized the importance of the environment, so the place where we live will become more and more beautiful! "Uncle coconut tree.
Say that finish, the flowers and plants around all smiled happily.