White flowers are red, and the petals are smooth and transparent, carved like platinum or jasper, which is somewhat elegant and pure. Some are as bright as the morning glow, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms bloom sooner or later, and you can see all kinds of flowers on the same plum tree. Some shy, pink buds are fresh and lovely. Some just bloomed, and a few little bees got in and greedily sucked pollen; Some bloom for a long time, and the pink petals make people love; Plum blossoms, which used to bloom, now have withered petals. The wind blew the flowers down, so you don't have to worry about them breaking. Plum blossoms are not delicate flowers, but the colder they are, the more energetic and delicate they are. There is a saying in the ancients: "The sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." It is not the gentle spring breeze that blows it, but the cold wind that blows it. It is not the cool and sweet rain that moistens it, but the cold ice and snow; It is not the bright sunshine that shines on it, but a ray of setting sun in the cold. Only a challenging life is a good life. It was a proud fragrance in the cold, and she smiled more brightly in the face of dancing snowflakes. It never competes with flowers for bright spring, nor does it show off its beauty. It has a pair of pride and is never arrogant. Every winter morning, it has a unique charm and elegant fragrance.
It is not only elegant and elegant, so that poets and painters in ancient and modern times are amazed, but also regarded as the essence of the nation with its ice muscle jade bone and Lingling Liuxiang. Plum blossom, with its noble, strong and modest character, gives people the motivation to work hard.
The color of plum blossoms is gorgeous but not demon.
The fragrance of plum blossoms is elegant.
Meihua's posture is ancient and exquisite.
Isn't this our construction worker? Whether the weather is cold or hot, whether it is windy or rainy, whether it is cold or freezing, they all work hard in their jobs.
2. Paragraph 17 of the second volume of the fifth grade "Grandfather's Garden" imitates 1 in one sentence. When the spring breeze comes, I want to cut leaves with scissors. When the tree grows tall, it will make progress every day like a child. People are in high spirits and do whatever they want. Whatever they want, they are free. When spring comes, they are new. If you don't want to, a leaf won't grow, even a catkin won't spread, and no one will ask. Willow can grow as tall as it wants, and nobody cares if it wants to grow into the sky.
Cicada chirps as if she knows everything. The grapes are purple, as if she were drunk. The sun is very hot, as if she had lit a stove. Everything is boiling, reckless and brilliant. She grows crazy and laughs wildly, all of which are warm. Cicada tore heart crack lung, until the voice is broken. Cricket plays the piano, plays hard and lives. They are indispensable. The longer the leaves are, the more lush they are, and the longer and taller the trunk is. It's almost a season that will last for a year, but it doesn't seem enough. Fireflies like to carry lanterns, illuminate the grass, illuminate the lost crickets and stare at the stars in the sky. Did they know each other in previous lives, or were they like-minded friends? Neither does the moon.
3. About imitating the composition written by grandpa's garden, I dragged grandpa to the back garden. Once there, it is another world. That house is by no means a narrow world, but a vast world. Man is with heaven and earth. How big and far is heaven and earth? You can't touch heaven with your hands.
And the things growing on the land are so prosperous that at first glance, I can't finish reading them, but I feel a bright green in front of me.
As soon as I got to the back garden, I ran out aimlessly, as if I saw something and ran away, as if something was waiting for me there. Actually, I have no purpose. I just feel that everything in this garden is alive, as if my legs are about to jump. If I hadn't jumped with all my strength, my grandfather would have been afraid that I was tired and it was impossible to greet me. On the contrary, the more he greets me, the more disobedient I am.
When I really can't run, I sit down and rest, and it's also quick, but I just pick a cucumber from the seedling to eat.
After a good rest, it began to run again.
The cherry tree knows that it doesn't bear cherries, so it runs to the tree to look for cherries. Li Zishu is half dead. If they don't bear plums, they go to find plums. As he searched, he shouted and asked Grandpa:
"Grandpa, why don't cherry trees bear cherries?"
Grandfather replied at a distance:
"Because there are no flowers, there will be no cherries."
Ask again:
"Why don't cherry trees bloom?"
Grandfather said:
"Because you are greedy, you won't blossom."
When I heard this, I obviously laughed at my words and ran to my grandfather like I was very angry. Grandpa raised his eyes and looked at me with completely harmless eyes. I immediately smiled. It took me a long time to stop laughing. I don't know where I get so much happiness. I made a mess in the backyard and laughed so loudly that I felt shocked.
There is a rose in the back garden, which blooms from May to June.
Flowers are as big as soy sauce dishes. It is in full bloom and covered with trees. Because of the fragrance of flowers, many bees are attracted and buzzing in the rose tree.
When everyone else was tired of playing, I thought of picking roses, picking a lot of straw hats and holding them in my hood. There are two fears when picking flowers. One is that bees are afraid of stinging people, and the other is that roses are afraid of stinging people. I finally picked a lot, but I didn't know what to do after I finished. Suddenly whimsical, how beautiful this flower would be for my grandfather.
Grandpa squatted on the ground and pulled out the grass, so I planted flowers for him. Grandpa only knew that I was playing tricks on his hat, but he didn't know what I was doing. I gave him a circle of flowers and twenty or thirty red flowers in his straw hat. Hear grandpa say:
"It rained heavily this spring, so this rose blooms very well. Erli Road is also afraid of smelling. " He made me tremble with laughter. I can hardly support it.
When I finished, my grandfather was still worried. He is still pulling up the grass on the ridge. I stood in the distance. I dare not look at my grandfather. I just want to laugh. So I took the opportunity to go into the house and find something to eat. Before I returned to the garden, my grandfather walked into the house.
Grandma saw the red flower as soon as she came in. Seeing that she said nothing, she smiled. Mom and dad laughed, too. I laughed the most and rolled on the kang.
Grandpa took off his hat and saw the fragrance of roses not because of the heavy rain this spring, but because they were spent on his head.
He put down his hat and laughed for more than ten minutes. After a while, he remembered and smiled again.
Grandpa just forgot one thing, so I just carried it beside him and said:
"Grandpa ... it rained heavily this spring ..."
As soon as I mentioned it, grandpa's smile came. So I also began to roll on the kang.
So day after day, grandpa, backyard, me, these three are also indispensable.
It's windy and rainy, and grandpa doesn't know what to do, but now I'm lonely. Nowhere to go, nowhere to play, it feels like a long day.
4. Grandfather's Garden Imitation Writing Many things happened every day when I was growing up. They are like stars in the sky, shining in my heart.
Today, a shining star crossed my mind again. I went to my grandmother's house for a holiday this morning, but my period sent her two-and-a-half-year-old son Xiao Jian to her grandmother's house for care.
Grandma had something to do, so she gave me Xiao Jian. Grandma said to me when she left, "Be a good nanny and look after the children."
Isn't that Doby boy? It was simple, so I agreed. Who knows, to my surprise, it's not easy to be a nanny.
As soon as grandma left, troubles kept coming at me like waves. Look at this little guy. He made a mess of toys, one for the east and one for the west. He hasn't played for five minutes and wants to eat again.
I can't help it! I have to work around the house. Worst of all, he peed again, and his cousin's masterpiece, "Boy's Urine", spilled all over the floor. Now I'm busy again, changing my pants and mopping the floor ... If it weren't for my precious son with menstruation, I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't give him a good beating.
"Be a good nanny." Grandma's words have been ringing in my ears.
How can I be a good nanny? Funny? Scared? Neither. I have to think of a new way to complete the task given to me by my grandmother, and I secretly made up my mind.
I tried several ways to tease the baby, but they all ended in failure, almost killing me. I am sweating with anxiety. What should I do? I looked around for help, hoping for a hint.
Suddenly, my eyes fell on the VCD in the hall, and I immediately had an idea. Yes, that's it! I plugged in the power supply, turned on the VCD switch, put on the song disc, and a beautiful song came from the speaker.
Gee, a miracle happened. My cousin seems to be attracted by the charm of music and can't help dancing with it. You see, he twisted a little * * *, clapped his hands, and grandma sang to the music happily, and her eyebrows blossomed with joy.
When I saw my cousin having a good time, I couldn't help laughing. Time, like running water, passes quickly.
Not long after, grandma came back from the door and saw her little cousin safe and sound. She amazed me that this little babysitter has a way of ... seeking knowledge of time and space. "Through this incident, I understand that no matter what a person does, he can do it well as long as he meditates calmly and thinks seriously.
Write a composition imitating my grandfather's garden. When I was growing up, many things happened every day. They are like stars in the sky, shining in my heart.
Today, a shining star crossed my mind again. I went to my grandmother's house for a holiday this morning, but my period sent her two-and-a-half-year-old son Xiao Jian to her grandmother's house for care.
Grandma had something to do, so she gave me Xiao Jian. Grandma said to me when she left, "Be a good nanny and look after the children."
Isn't that Doby boy? It was simple, so I agreed. Who knows, to my surprise, it's not easy to be a nanny.
As soon as grandma left, troubles kept coming at me like waves. Look at these hundreds of little guys. They made a mess of their toys, one in the east and the other in the west. They haven't played for five minutes and want to eat again.
I can't help it! I have to work around the house. Worst of all, he peed again, and his cousin's masterpiece, "Boy's Urine", spilled all over the floor. Now I'm busy again, changing my pants and mopping the floor ... I wouldn't be hard if I didn't think he was my aunt's baby son.
6. Chinese homework 5 imitates the composition "Grandpa's Yard". My yard is like a small botanical garden.
Spring has come with light steps, and my small yard is full of vitality. There are eight lush bamboos near the east wall of the yard.
Bamboo stands upright, pointing to the blue sky and growing silently. The wind blows gently on the bamboo, and the bamboo leaves tremble slightly, making a rustling sound as if playing music.
Next to the bamboo, there is a tall palm tree, brown, with its long and wide green arms stretching out in all directions. How like an iron warrior wearing armor and holding his head high! Palm tree leaves are like banana fans again! Every leaf seems to be full of life.
The south wall of the small courtyard is covered with layers of dense green plants, which looks like a green "wall". The "wall" is covered with small white honeysuckle, which exudes an elegant fragrance and is very beautiful. It is said that honeysuckle can make tea, cure itching, reduce swelling, detoxify and so on, and it is very effective! Under the north wall of the courtyard, there is a lush pepper field.
Small white flowers are blooming! Pepper is thin, long, red and covered with branches, which is quite attractive. There is a small pool next to the pepper field. The water in the pool is clear and the fish play, which adds a bit of interest to this small yard.
Pomegranate trees by the pool are full of flowers and lush foliage. The flowers on the tree are like fire, like clouds, like clouds … beautiful! The most attractive thing in the yard is all kinds of flowers on the balcony. The beautiful flower opened a pink smiling face.
Rose, you won't let me, I won't let you, competing to open, it is so bright, so lively, so eye-catching. Triangular bougainvillea stretched its petals and swayed gently in the wind.
Just like a butterfly dancing on a branch ... it's really colorful, dazzling, fragrant and refreshing. The crystal clear dew is not to be outdone, jumping and tumbling on the petals playfully, which really makes you reluctant to disturb it and erase it.
My yard looks like a beautiful spring scene, so poetic! How intoxicating! I love everything in my yard, and I love my yard. Do you like my yard? My yard (2) Behind my house, there is a small yard with spring all the year round.
I remember when I was a child, I often played there. Spring has arrived, and the small yard is full of all kinds of flowers. Seen from a distance, it is a vibrant scene.
Colorful flowers compete with each other, like a special beauty contest. Chinese rose, peach blossom and winter jasmine decorated this simple courtyard with colorful colors. Green leaves set off beautiful flowers, like a doll meekly nestled in her mother's arms.
Colorful flowers also come to play hide-and-seek Quietly, spring passed slowly, and summer came gradually.
"It's hot, it's hot!" Cicada couldn't help being tempted by Sister Xia. But the yard has become a different scene.
Look! The lotus in the water tank is in bloom; Pomegranate flowers are tall and big, and the little pomegranate hangs high on the branches, as if to show off its red and big fruit to people, and as if to say proudly, "Look how beautiful I am!" " "On a hot day, this small yard has become the best natural summer resort. When we are still immersed in the breath of summer, do we find that the autumn harvest season is just around the corner? Autumn girl dressed in a golden suit, with light steps, came to the long-lost land.
When she saw the yard, she gently pointed to the osmanthus tree, yo! Osmanthus fragrans bloomed, and the yard was instantly fragrant, and Wan Li was fragrant. She walked a little towards the chrysanthemum table, and the chrysanthemums bloomed.
Maple trees are red, frosty leaves are like flowers, like the morning glow all over the sky, fiery red, and I really want to embrace this gorgeous late autumn from a distance. Green leaves are dotted with yellow leaves, which are faintly lined with red leaves.
All this aroused people's infinite Qiu Si. With heavy steps in winter, I put on a white wedding dress for the yard.
Autumn goes to winter, and the yard is a silver world, and the yard is a vast universe. The flowers have withered, Ye Er is yellow, but there are daffodils and wintersweet. Snowflakes fly to them, white and gray.
When I woke up the next day, a few rays of sunshine came in through the screen window, melting the snow lightly and meekly, and pear blossoms were everywhere on the tree. In the snow and ice, the yard is waiting for the New Year, expecting the wild goose to return to its embrace again.
Courtyard, you are the cradle of life, I grew up in your arms, and my childhood was wonderful and full because of you! Fourth, masterpieces appreciate the sunset. In order to watch the sunset, after school, I asked my parents to take me to the highest pavilion in Jingshan to watch the sunset. At this point, the sun has fallen to the horizon, gathering its dazzling light, leaving only a golden soft halo around itself.
The cloudless clear sky in Wan Li, which used to be light blue, is like clear sea water. Now it is gradually becoming more colorful, bluer and thicker, like sea water deepening layer by layer. The mountains painted in the sky are green, and under the setting sun, they are painted with a layer of glittering gold, which is particularly magnificent.
I couldn't help jumping up and saying loudly, "How beautiful! It's beautiful! " Dad told me, "This is the sunset." We stared at the west.
Sure enough, after a while, the sun turned red on her round cheeks, emitting brilliant red light to the sky, mountains and the earth. That sunset glow is constantly expanding, covering everything in a blink of an eye, like laying a magnificent brocade.
Looking at the sun and revealing its beautiful face, I proudly walked behind the western hills, leaving only the distant sky and the soaring red light on the peaks. Then it jumped happily and disappeared behind the mountain.
As the twilight spread, the outline of the mountains became blurred and disappeared. We still stared at the sky and didn't talk to each other. After a long time, I was relieved and said excitedly, "Beautiful-Beautiful-"There is a "Voice Fountain" in the courtyard of the community activity center.
As the name implies, it is a fountain controlled by sound. This fountain can spray ten groups of beautiful patterns, which is really a novel and peculiar building.
When I approached the fountain, My China Heart sounded on the radio. This song is kind and moving, with rhythm.
7. Grandfather's garden imitates the writer's having a big garden. There are bees, butterflies, dragonflies and grasshoppers in this garden. Butterflies include white butterflies and yellow butterflies. This kind of butterfly is very small and not very beautiful. The beautiful butterfly is a red butterfly, covered with gold powder. Dragonflies are gold. Grasshoppers are green. Bees are buzzing. They are covered in fluff and fall on a flower.
The garden is bright. Red, green, fresh and beautiful.
It is said that this garden used to be an orchard. My grandmother likes raising sheep. The sheep ate the fruit tree. The fruit trees are dying. As far as I can remember, there is a cherry tree and a plum tree in the garden. Because cherries and plums don't bear much fruit, I don't think they exist. When I was a child, I only thought there was a big elm tree in the garden. This elm tree is in the northwest corner of the garden. It's windy. Yushu called first.
Grandfather is in the garden all day. I followed him all the time. Grandfather is wearing a big straw hat. I wore a small straw hat. Grandfather grows flowers. I planted flowers. Grandpa pulls weeds. I pull weeds. I was in the back when grandpa planted Chinese cabbage. I used my feet to level the soil nests I planted one by one. Actually, it was just fooling around. Sometimes I don't cover the seeds.
Grandfather shoveled the ground. I also shoveled the ground. Because I was too young to carry the hoe pole, grandpa pulled it off. He asked me to use the hoe and shovel alone. Actually, that's not a shovel. It's lying on the ground. I hooked it with a hoe for a while. I can't tell which is the seedling and which is the grass. I often cut off the ears of wheat like a weed, and regard the green bristlegrass as the ears of wheat.
Grandpa found a piece of green bristlegrass in the field I shoveled. He asked me, [What is this? "
I said, "Xiaomi."
Grandpa smiled. Enough laughing. Pull down the grass and ask me, [is this what you eat every day? "
I said, "Yes."
I saw my grandfather still smiling. I said, "You don't believe me. I will show it to you in the house. "
I ran to the house and got an ear of grain. I threw it to my grandfather at a distance and said, [Isn't this the same? "
Grandpa called me over and told me slowly. He said that millet has sharp needles, but foxtail doesn't. Just hairy. It looks like the tail of a dog.
I didn't look carefully, I just admitted it. Looking up, it was a cucumber growing. I ran over and picked it and ate it. I haven't finished eating the cucumber. I saw a big dragonfly flying by, so I dropped the cucumber and ran after it. Dragonflies fly very fast. Where can I catch it? Fortunately, I didn't mean to chase it. I ran a few steps with the dragonfly and went to do something else. I picked a pumpkin flowers, caught a green grasshopper, and tied the grasshopper's leg with thread for a while. Only one leg is tied to the rope. The grasshopper has disappeared.
Tired of playing, I went to find grandpa again. My grandfather waters the vegetables. I'll water them, too. But instead of throwing them away, I took a ladle and tried my best to lift the water to the sky. I shouted:
[It's raining! It is raining! "
The sun in the garden is very strong. The sky is high. The sun is shining. It's so bright that people can't open their eyes. It's too bright for earthworms to get out of the ground. Bats dare not fly out of dark places. Everything in the sun is healthy and beautiful. Clap your hands. It's like a tree will make a sound and call once or twice. It seems that the earth wall opposite will answer.
The flowers are blooming. It's like waking up Birds can fly. It's like wandering in the sky Insects scream. It's like insects talking. Everything is alive. Do whatever you want. Do whatever you want. It's all free. If the pumpkin wants to climb, climb on the shelf. They can climb on the roof if they want. Cucumber is willing to open a flower. Just open a flower. They are willing to bear a melon. Corn can grow as high as it wants. If it wants to grow in the sky, no one will care. Butterflies fly freely. A pair of yellow butterflies fly from the wall and a white butterfly flies from the wall. Whose house did they come from and where did they fly? Neither does the sun.
The sky is blue, high and far.
White clouds are coming. They floated around my grandfather's head in large groups, as if to crush his straw hat.
I am tired of playing. I found a shady place under the house and fell asleep. I don't need a pillow or cushion. I covered my face with a straw hat and fell asleep.