When I walked out of the door, I ran into a cool breeze blowing slowly. Good morning, how refreshing! I feel so refreshed in my heart! I took a few mouthfuls of fresh air greedily and couldn't help humming a brisk tune. ...
Unconsciously. That tall maple tree was the first old friend I visited. Maple! How many ups and downs have you experienced in this forest? Are you tired? Your change is obvious: you usually wear "green clothes", but now you are wearing a distinctive "red coat", which stands out. Alas, I didn't expect you to be so picky! Although your color is changing, your posture never changes, which shows me an ancient and tenacious soul.
I don't have time to move forward. At a crossroads, I saw another old friend of mine-Ginkgo Tree. Ginkgo Tree Brother 1 The truth of your leaves is a small banana fan. Every time I come to see the leaves, I will think of the story of the Monkey King borrowing a banana fan three times in Journey to the West. You see, there is a faint grass green on your main stem, and the fan is almost all taupe, but the two ends of the fan are black. Your leaves used to be green, but now they are like this. This is your change in autumn.
Go straight along the road, and I will see Sister Rose, Sister Rose! The shape of your leaves is really beautiful: it is oval in the middle and has a small tip at the top. I think: the ellipse is the earth, and the tip is Mount Everest. I also fantasize that this leaf is a city, the stem is like a road, and the very, very small cells on the mesophyll are villains. ...
In this forest, every tree is my bosom friend, gesturing to me with green hands. When I close my eyes, I really become a tree. My feet have roots, which go deep into the soil and rock strata, breathing the vitality in the depths of the strata. My hair has grown into a crown, my hands have become branches, my thoughts have become tree juice, which flows in the annual rings and finally grows tree seeds, which are carried to distant mountains and rivers by birds.
Several birds were singing in the forest, and a group of returning birds passed overhead. It's time for me to go home, so I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to all my friends in the forest, bringing back a good mood, good memories and moonlight all the way. ...
I am proud that I am a tree. I am proud that I am a drop of water.
I am proud, I am a drop of water,
I am a drop of water,
I have a crystal appearance.
I have a better heart.
I accept the sunshine,
I thank the sunshine,
Although I can't absorb it all,
But I want to reflect it to others.
perhaps
I can't do anything,
But I'm willing to pay,
I'd rather let the plants absorb me as their food,
Dewdrops shining on the leaves,
It is the testimony of my soul.
I'd rather turn into steam,
Floating into the sky,
Into clouds,
Decorate the sky;
I am willing to flow into the sea,
Become the shining waves of the sea.
Because,
I am willing to give my all.
I fantasized,
I can be,
A shining pearl,
Ascend to the sky,
Become a star in the universe,
Always light the lamp,
Let the lost children,
Find the way home;
Let the bright moon in the sky,
Never feel lonely.
I'm more fantasy,
One day,
I can gather into a river,
Nourish everything,
Or,
Flowing to the sky,
Into the galaxy,
Let the cowherd and the weaver girl,
Be together forever,
Will not be separated.
I believe,
One day,
There will be no bad people in the world.
-Because of the power of dedication,
Make them like it,
In the frozen deep sea,
Found the exit of hope,
The world will be a better place because of this.
I'm more eager,
The world will become,
A paradise surrounded by happy clouds,
It's on everyone's face,
A heartfelt smile.
I'm proud,
I am a drop of water,
A drop of special water;
A drop of crystal water;
a drop of water ...
3. How to write the composition "I am a tree" (480 words) If I were a tree, I would grow on the roadside. When the sun is scorching the earth, I would like to keep out the sun for pedestrians; When it rains cats and dogs, I would like to hold up a big umbrella for unprepared passers-by; When the sandstorm attacks people, I will fight it to the death. When ~ ~ ~ ~ I will ~ ~ ~
If I were a tree, I would grow in the vast desert. When the desert wind is unbridled, I am willing to block the attack of the wind with my tall and straight body. When the arrogant sandstorm marches again, I am willing to hold the center of the earth with my roots. Even if I am black and blue, I will never let the sandstorm engulf our lovely home.
If I were a tree, I would grow on the Loess Plateau. When the merciless flood floods again, I will fight it to the end with my own roots. Even if I sacrifice myself, I will never let the loess on the plateau be washed away by the flood. When people on the plateau walk on the rugged road, I send people a piece of green comfort.
If I were a tree, I would grow by the river. I will use my life to protect the levee, and I will never let the flood rush through it. Because I can't let the flood engulf the lovely home of mankind, and I can't let the flood engulf the lovely life.
If I were a tree, I would grow up in the campus, in the community and in the park. When the sun is very hot, I want to be a pavilion and amusement park for students, the elderly and children. When I hear "School Lang" reprinted from Fenfen. com, please keep this reading sound of Mark Lang. I seem to see the hope of the future; Hearing the old people talking about the past, I seem to feel the passage of time; Hearing the children's cheerful play, I seem to have returned to my childhood like a kaleidoscope.
If I were a tree, I would pass by businessmen, people who go to work, people who buy food, and skipping children. I even take in homeless people. I can see that the world is developing rapidly, for years, decades or even hundreds of years.
If I were an apple tree, my shy fruit would make the garden colorful, bees and butterflies would fly up and down happily in the garden, and a girl wearing a beautiful headscarf would go under the tree and hold hands with her lover, and their faces would be printed with the joy of harvest. How I envy that human beings have beautiful love, soul-to-soul collision, people love because of understanding, and understand because of love. This feeling is so subtle, subtle and complicated. Unfortunately, I am a tree without soul. I only hear my leaves rustling in the wind, but I can't hear the voice of crying and joy for love. People love us, but they don't know that I am more eager to experience all human emotions.
In short, as long as I am a tree, I will send green blessings to mankind. I looked up in the storm, but the snow and ice couldn't help me. There are countless stories left in the green leaves, which are the notes of love, the wind is my song, and the clouds are my steps. I didn't complain about how much shade I spilled on the earth, as long as I was a tree.
I am proud that I am a tree imitating my pride. I am a cloud. I am a cloud, a cloud floating quietly in the air. I don't have the graceful dancing like a butterfly, and I don't have the dazzling crystal like jewelry. I am a white cloud without any color. I will always live quietly in my own world. I am with the wind, and I play with the rain beads. Let my heart become calm, but it won't make me feel lonely. I let the wind change me, I let the wind change me. This is not what human beings call incompetence. This is my job. The blue sky is a picture. I am a scene in the painting, but I am not the protagonist. Birds give life to this painting, and sunlight gives it luster. I'm just the background of this painting. I never intended to destroy the harmony of this painting. It's all my job. I just decorate, but I never feel inferior. I know where I belong. I have not been forgotten, but I choose to be forgotten. Maybe one day, when you look up at the blue sky, you will find my existence. Maybe you will envy me for a second, but when a flock of birds fly over the sky, your attention is no longer on me. It doesn't matter. You will admire me.
5. Imitation: I am proud that I am not necessarily a good tree, but I must be original and the best. I am proud, I am a drop of water, I am an ordinary drop of water, I have a crystal clear appearance, and I have a better heart. I accept sunshine, so I thank it. Although I can't absorb it all, I am willing to reflect it to others. Maybe I can't do anything enough, but I am willing to contribute. I am willing to flow into the sea and be the shining spray of the sea, because I am willing to give my all. I fantasize that I can become a shining pearl, rise to the sky, become a star in the universe, always light the lamp and let the lost children find their way home; Let the bright moon in the sky never be lonely. I even fantasize that one day, I can gather into a river to nourish everything, or flow to the sky to become a galaxy, so that the cowherd and the weaver girl can be together forever. I believe that one day, there will be no more bad people in the world-because with dedication, they are like, in the frozen deep sea, finding the exit of hope, the world will. A drop of crystal water; A drop of water doesn't want anything.