There are some big trees in the garden under my house. They are very green and beautiful. I like them very much. I'll see them sometime. Over time, I got used to watching the sky! It feels good.
After getting used to it, I will deliberately look at the big tree blown by the wind and feel that feeling, that smell, very comfortable!
I like reading under the tree very much! Especially Gu Long's martial arts novels, I feel very comfortable! Close your eyes, smell the smell, feel the wind and listen to the sound of trees shaking. This is enjoyment!
I like the autumn tree, although it symbolizes the end. The tree swayed feebly, watching the leaves fall like rain, thinking of my friend who likes watching the sky, so sad! At that time, I will lie down again and look at the blue sky. Sometimes I will close my eyes and listen to the birds singing. Repeat my friend's actions, I think he may be watching the sky, too!
I like trees in autumn, because they remind me of my friends! He occupied my heart! How I wish he could come back, why don't we lie down and look at the sky and chat together! But this is impossible, I can only miss my friends in my heart. ...
This article was originally intended to write about trees, but I remembered my friend and inadvertently wrote about my friend. I can only look at the sky and trees to pin my thoughts on my friends!
Trees in my hometown
Walking by the lake, the bright green of willow trees comes into view, which is pleasing to the eye and really similar. I miss it.
Footsteps approached unconsciously, and I studied the willow tree carefully. Its slender and soft branches hung freely, just like long hair that had just been washed without braids, and like a girl with Anna bent her waist. How beautiful and moving her figure is. Brown branches and stems, but also rough bumps, I stroked it with my hands, looking for something on it with eager eyes.
My eyes blurred, and a breeze blew, and I was awakened.
It's not what I thought, it's not the willow tree that I've missed for a long time and stood in my hometown.
Because I can't forget the bright scar on it, and I can't forget its spirit of hard work and silent suffering.
When I was a child, I grew up in my hometown. There is a willow tree not far from my home. I spent my childhood with it. Like a good friend. No, even better than my best friend. Even though it has always adhered to the principle that silence is golden, it knows how to listen better than anyone. You can tell it all your joys and sorrows, and it will keep your secret to the death. Even though it always seems indifferent, it can tolerate your humanity more than anyone else. You can vent all your anger and resentment on it in a violent way, and it will always suffer silently without a trace of * * *.
When I was a child, I always liked to pick its branches and form a circle. Then I trapped the remaining branches in the circle, put them on my head, stroked them with my hands, and walked proudly in front of my companions like a princess. At this time, my friends ran to the willow tree to pick its branches, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pick them, as if no one could touch it except me. So I have formed a different feeling with willow since I was a child.
I have to admit, this is really good for me. Once I wrote a composition, I wrote a tree. I thought of it the first time. I walked up to it, observed it carefully, and then sat under the tree, quietly writing my composition. It's so cute and considerate. It moves when it's time to move, and it's quiet when it's time to be quiet, which makes my quiet movements appropriate and my language fluent. I write very emotionally and seriously. Later, my composition won the first prize at school. I was ecstatic and ran back to tell it the good news. It flew to the branches and patted my happy face, as if touching and kissing me, as if the mother was praising the child who awarded the prize.
2. The 200-word composition of bridge thinking is a breakthrough on the road.
There are all kinds of bridges. Wooden bridge.
The downtown area of the metropolis is at the intersection of busy streets, because there are magnificent overpasses. For example, manned spacecraft have traveled in the vast space, extending and connecting cable bridges and pontoons between countries: a great bridge for human beings to reach interstellar space. The essence of bridge is also road, stone bridge and brick bridge. This function of the bridge will never change.
We have many bridges.
However, we should also be soberly aware that many places still lack bridges, or even no bridges. There, even a fairly primitive wooden ferry is still needed, between countries.
With the rapid development of modern material civilization and science and technology, many previously incredible miracles have appeared one after another, which cannot be abandoned.
In a quiet park!
There are also one of the most cherished bridges in the world, namely mutual respect, iron bridge and cement bridge ... but their basic functions are the same: communication, exchange and making friends, adding a noble and open modern momentum to the whole city. ...
Bridges of various shapes also give people all kinds of pleasant aesthetic effects, attention and trust.
Such a bridge exists between people and between hearts. -this is actually a kind of "bridge", which shows the awe-inspiring spirit of lakes and waters. On the sparkling lake, because of the unique zigzag bridge, knowledge and understanding,
3. Write an article about the bridge. 200 words: small bridges and flowing water in my hometown.
In my hometown of longjiang town, Sichuan, there is a small bridge. It's so ordinary that it doesn't even have a name.
It is not as white as Yudai Bridge, as beautiful as Lugou Bridge and as famous as Jinshui Bridge. The small bridge is made of ordinary bluestone slabs in my hometown, and there are no exquisite carvings on the bridge fence. The bluestone slab on the bridge deck has become uneven because of the passage of time.
This small bridge is the transportation hub of this town. People and cars who want to enter longjiang town have to pass by. Every market day, people come and go on the bridge, which is very lively.
In spring, mothers wash clothes under the bridge, children play on the bridge, and the big white goose in the water floats leisurely on the water; In summer, boys swim under the bridge, while girls lie on the bridge fence and read books. In autumn, the bridge is shrouded in autumn rain, like a beautiful ink painting; In winter, the small bridge is a place where people are looking forward to the return of their loved ones. People are waiting at the bridge head for their families from afar to celebrate the Spring Festival reunion.
Ah, the small bridge in my hometown, when I saw you, I seemed to see my home.
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Composition: Heart Bridge
After dinner, the sultry air was blown away by the cool breeze of summer night, and rosy clouds hung on the horizon. A sense of comfort arises spontaneously, and invisible magic drives me to the nearby park.
Walking slowly and leisurely in the park, the evening breeze blew away the heat of the day, but there always seems to be a vague and depressing fog outside the happy mood, which is not so cool. Because the surrounding vision is not as broad as I hope, and the grass-colored flowers are not as colorful as I hope. A wall is always thick, which undoubtedly blocks my vision.
I have an impulse to "clear the dark clouds and see the light again". I hope I can't push this thing that hinders my soul from flying to the ground. I imagine that there is no dead guy in front of me, and the green and clear breeze comes at me with pure oxygen, blowing into every inch of my skin and every meridian and filling my heart.
However, is this vision possible? Pushing the wall down to the ground, a long bridge leads me to the paradise on the other side? Or the ruins that can't be cleaned? According to normal thinking, the answer is probably the latter.
However, for those who insist on the previous viewpoint, there is such a wall, and that is the "heart wall". The texture of the "core wall" is soft, but the core is firm. Because of the spiritual support, spiritual changes also dominate its existence and disappearance. It's based on people's hearts. In fact, the "heart wall" is a person's heart disease, that is, the gap, contradiction, conflict and distrust between people, and always keeps various precautions against others' hearts.
Why not let the smooth air reverberate in everyone's heart? Please don't build such a useless wall in your heart to stop the spread of happy air.
Push it away! Push down! Tell yourself loudly, push it to the ground, and a beautiful colorful bridge will appear in front of your eyes, through which you can enter the paradise in your heart!
Much better.
thank you
On the way from my home to my grandmother's house, I have to cross a bridge.
When I was a child, I once went to my grandmother's house with my mother. When crossing the bridge, my mother hugged me tightly and climbed up the bridge carefully. Lying on my mother's shoulder, I saw a dangerous bridge: the bridge deck was narrow, as if it could not accommodate three people in parallel; There are no guardrails on both sides of the bridge, which makes people feel that Abala is struggling when they see the rushing water more than ten meters under the bridge. In the middle of the bridge, I saw an old woman struggling to move her feet. Mother went over and picked her up with her other hand, and we crossed the river together. According to my mother, there used to be a child who was scraped into the river on the bridge because he went to the other side of the river to buy popsicles. People finally saved him. I feel scared when I think about it.
I went to my grandmother's house again this year. To my surprise, solid cement railings were erected on both sides of the bridge in front of me, and the deck was widened a lot. There are not only pedestrians coming and going on the bridge, but also bicycles and motorcycles. Looks like the car is ready to use!
I can't help but feel deeply. After seeing the present bridge, can the previous bridge still be considered as a bridge? Doesn't the change of bridge section reflect the change of society? These changes are inseparable from labor and wisdom. As long as we continue to work hard and use our brains and hands, there will be more unexpected changes and our society will be better.
Within 300 words, take it.
5. Take a composition about 200 words about the bridge and answer the rhyme of the bridge with literary talent.
What is a bridge?
Yeah! What is a bridge? Who will consider this question?
Mao Yisheng, a famous bridge scientist, once considered this question carefully. He said: "The bridge is just a bench, and there is a board on its two legs, which can bear the load. Enlarge this bench and' cross' a small river or valley to form a bridge. "
Don't! Bridge, it's not that simple No, not at all!
If so, what is a love bridge? What was the fuzzy rainbow bridge that day? So, it's not easy. There are two complicated bridges in my heart. They are-
Bridge of affection-Wannian Bridge
Time is like a filter, filtering away the dirt in memory and leaving glittering gold. I have enjoyed the simplicity and antiquity of Zhao Zhouqiao, and the vitality and grandeur of the Yangtze River Bridge. However, I always think of the small bridge in my hometown and the dream bridge in my childhood. As long as I have a holiday, constant concern always urges me to find that warm and sweet childhood memory.
This is an ancient stone arch bridge that spans Xin 'an River. The water is beautiful, the river is beautiful and the bridge is beautiful. The bluestone road on the bridge has been polished by the feet of pedestrians.
This bridge has added gorgeous colors to my interesting childhood. However, the wheel of life took away my childhood and innocence when I transferred, moved, moved to high school and lived in school. When I walked to the bridge again, the cheerful and calm feeling of the lake could not help but cause a melancholy ripple.
Listen, there is the sound of running water like a piano under the bridge. It is Taiping Bridge, a bridge full of my childhood and affection.
Bridge of Friendship-Wannian Bridge
It's raining outside the window, and my thoughts are soaked. Winter has gone, a ray of spring brings warmth, and the bridge in my hometown is connected with unforgettable friendship.
Remember that old bridge? I remember, we remember, we are a group of laughing children, a group of young and naive partners, and a group of classmates who get along with each other day and night. We have walked together, with sincerity, hope and dreams, through the ancient bridge in the wind and rain and the ancient bridge in the sun.
A few mosses, a few grasses, or a few small snails leisurely show the richness and tranquility of this bridge. Walking through the bluestone road polished by predecessors, the sound is empty, which is the echo of the collision between reality and history. ...
The scientific name of the ancient bridge is Wannian Bridge, and I call her Friendship Bridge. It accompanied us through the innocent, innocent and beautiful flower season.
The ancient Huizhou culture has made you, the uneven archway holds you up, the soft smoke from the kitchen covers you, and two affectionate eyes miss you. Ah! The bridge of affection-the bridge of friendship, pure colors and vigorous and elegant posture are the spring breeze and a touch of sunshine on my life road. ...
bridge
I am stiff and cold, I am a bridge, and I am lying on the abyss. This is my toe sticking into the soil, and the other end is my hand. I bit the crumbling clay. The hem of my coat floated to my sides. The icy Fallon River in the abyss makes noise. No tourists have ever lost their way on this difficult mountain, and the bridge has not been marked on various maps. -I just lie down and wait. I can only wait. Once a bridge is built, it is still a bridge as long as it does not collapse.
It was at night-the first night or the thousandth night, I don't know-my thoughts were always at sixes and sevens, always beating around the bush. In the summer evening, the sound of running water in the river deepened, and then I heard a man's footsteps! Walking towards me is walking towards me. -Stretch your limbs, bridge and stand up; The beam without handrails blocks the person entrusted to you. Quietly dispel the concerns of his footsteps, but he is still hesitating, so that he can know you and throw him to the shore like a mountain god.
He came over and hit me with the iron tip of his cane, and then used it to lift the hem of my coat and put it on me. He poked the nib into my thick hair for a long time, as if to let it look around crazily. I dreamed of following him across the mountains and valleys, but he jumped with his feet and jumped into my body. I was unprepared, and the severe pain made me tremble all over. Who is this? It's a child? Is that a dream? A highwayman? Is it suicide? Seducer? A destroyer? I turned to see him. -It's the bridge turning! I collapsed before I turned around. I'm collapsing, I'm bursting, and those sharp pebbles that have been staring at me quietly in the rushing water have pierced my body.
6. "Thinking of Bridges" wrote various bridges with beautiful shapes. How can there be a single-plank bridge across the stream, a stone arch bridge where the boat can walk below, a pontoon bridge where the boat is connected with the planks of the boat, and a cable-stayed bridge across the river ... Their basic functions are communication and exchange, so that there is a road where there is no road.
There is also one of the most cherished bridges in the world, an invisible bridge built with respect, understanding, care and trust. Such bridges exist between hearts, nations and countries. Such bridges become more and more common, and our world will be more harmonious and beautiful.
Thinking of the Bridge is a prose poem. From the author's intuitive understanding of the bridge to his own psychological association, this paper expounds the author's thinking caused by the bridge, which is rich in connotation. The language is simple and philosophical. Collect information about the bridge before class, read the information about the bridge and communicate together.
7. "Thinking of Bridges" wrote various bridges with beautiful shapes. How can there be a single-plank bridge across the stream, a stone arch bridge where the boat can walk below, a pontoon bridge where the boat is connected with the planks of the boat, and a cable-stayed bridge across the river ... Their basic functions are communication and exchange, so that there is a road where there is no road.
There is also one of the most cherished bridges in the world, an invisible bridge built with respect, understanding, care and trust. Such bridges exist between hearts, nations and countries.
Such bridges become more and more common, and our world will be more harmonious and beautiful. Thinking of the Bridge is a prose poem. From the author's intuitive understanding of the bridge to his own psychological association, this paper expounds the author's thinking caused by the bridge, which is rich in connotation.
The language is simple and philosophical. Collect information about the bridge before class, read the information about the bridge and communicate together.
8. What is the most beautiful part of this bridge? Write a composition of 200 words. A bridge over the Thames in London, England, and the first bridge since the mouth of the Thames. Built in 1886- 1894. There is a tower at each end. The middle section is 60 meters long and divided into upper and lower floors. The lower bridge truss can be opened upwards for ships to pass through; Pedestrians cross the bridge from the upper deck, which is about 42 meters above the water.
Tower bridge is a suspension bridge, originally a wooden bridge, later changed to a stone bridge, and now it is a cement structure bridge with six lanes. The foundations of the two bridges in the river are 7.6 meters high. There are two main towers on the bridge foundation, which are square five-story towers made of granite and steel, and the height is more than 40 meters. The two main towers are made of white marble roofs and five small minarets, which look like two crowns from a distance. The span between the two towers is more than 60 meters, and the tower foundation and the two banks are connected by cable suspension bridges. The bridge is divided into upper and lower floors. The upper floor is a wide suspended sidewalk with glass windows on both sides. Pedestrians can enjoy the beautiful scenery on both sides of the Thames when they pass the bridge. The lower floor is accessible to vehicles. When the 10,000-ton ship crossed the Thames, the machines in the main tower started and the bridge slowly separated and folded. After the ship passed, the bridge body slowly fell and the traffic resumed. Two movable bridge decks, each weighing1000t. Looking at the tower bridge from a distance, the Twin Towers are majestic. If the bridge is locked by mist, the landscape will be more unique; The fog lock tower bridge is one of the attractions in London.
9. Ask a small brush to describe the bridge, 200 to 300 words. Seeking the original flavor of China's bridge culture is very distinctive. This is a popular culture. Bridges are built and used by the public, and bridge culture is also created, appreciated and developed by the public. This is a practical culture. Bridge is a real objective building, so the culture with it as its carrier is also a culture that can be seen, touched and used. Bridge culture is a culture of continuous creation and development. The bridge is still, but people who use it, sing it and watch it are constantly. Some people use poetry and painting to describe it. Some people use movies to express it, others use stories to spread it, so with the passage of time, the accumulation of bridge culture is getting richer and richer, which is also the infinite vitality of bridge culture. Bridge culture is a multi-functional comprehensive culture. It is the product of the combination of material and abstract ideas. A certain cultural concept has emerged in the entity of the bridge, which enriches and improves the entity value of the bridge. China bridge culture has many functions and forms. It is not a single culture, but its richness and comprehensiveness are amazing.
The concept of Chinese bridge culture is very profound. Our ancestors recorded many information about bridges for us, and literati poets also wrote many poems and monuments praising bridges. In China, whether in mountainous areas or plains, there are still a large number of bridges with unique shapes, which is the cornerstone of bridge culture and the most favorable condition. The bridge in China shows the world not the simple meaning of transportation, but its connotation is profound and infinite.
Today's bridges are based on profound culture and high technology, creating magnificent modern bridges, such as Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, Qiantang River Bridge and complex overpasses in prosperous cities, which all show the characteristics of modern cities. Bridge culture will continue to develop and enrich with human culture.