As night fell, the street lamps lit up. They light up the dark night sky like bright lights.
Street lamps stand high on both sides of the street, and their bodies are like tall pillars, which firmly support the whole city at night. Their lampshades are like little hats with bright bulbs inside. When night falls, they will light up like stars, shining with beautiful light.
The light of street lamps illuminates the street and guides pedestrians. When I walk in the street and look at the light of the street lamp, I feel very at ease and warm. They are like a friend who silently guards us, and will never leave us day or night.
Street lamps also play an important role in protecting our safety. When it's dark and the street lights are on, you can see the surrounding environment clearly and avoid falling or bumping into things. The light of street lamps can also scare away some bad guys and protect our safety.
Street lamp, you are our bright light at night, and you are the patron saint of our safety. Thank you, street lamp!
Prose Poetry of Grade Five: Street Lamp (about 500 words)
As night fell, the street lamps lit up. They light up the dark night sky like bright lights.
Street lamps stand high on both sides of the street, and their bodies are like tall pillars, which firmly support the whole city at night. Their lampshades are like little hats with bright bulbs inside. When night falls, they will light up like stars, shining with beautiful light.
The light of street lamps illuminates the street and guides pedestrians. When I walk in the street and look at the light of the street lamp, I feel very at ease and warm. They are like a friend who silently guards us, and will never leave us day or night.
Street lamps also play an important role in protecting our safety. When it's dark and the street lights are on, you can see the surrounding environment clearly and avoid falling or bumping into things. The light of street lamps can also scare away some bad guys and protect our safety.
Street lamp, you are our bright light at night, and you are the patron saint of our safety. Thank you, street lamp!
Every time I see a street lamp, I think of a story. There is a little girl in the story. She waits for her mother to come back under the street lamp every night. She always sits alone under the street lamp, watching the lights flashing, and her heart is full of expectation and warmth. Street lamps, like her friends, accompanied her for many nights.
One day, the little girl's mother came home much later than usual because of her work. The little girl waited for a long time and the light of the street lamp gradually dimmed. She began to worry, not knowing when her mother would come back. Just then, she saw a familiar figure, that's mom! The little girl ran happily and hugged her mother. She felt very happy, because with the company of street lamps, she was no longer afraid of the darkness.
Street lamp, you are our bright light at night, and you are the patron saint of our safety. No matter in the street or in the alley, you silently lit up our front. Thank you, street lamp!