In daily life, everyone must have come into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses the meaning of a theme through words. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following are the soil praise_compositions I collected for everyone. You are welcome to read them. I hope you all like them. Praise for the soil_Composition 1
It has no gorgeous colors, only a monotonous earthy yellow. It has no magical legends, only a thicker and thicker one. It does not have the dazzlingness of the stars and the moon. It can be called the light of a firefly. How can it be compared with the light of a firefly? The bright moon makes it impossible for anyone to stop, not even the insignificant firefly.
Walking on the path in front of the house, the soil of my hometown is everywhere, but there are towering trees on both sides. Walking here in summer will not feel a trace of heat. Grass grows under the branches. "Wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows." People always praise the tenacity of the grass, which grows again when the spring breeze blows. But how can it grow without the help of soil.
A few years later, my hometown has undergone tremendous changes. What caught my attention were the annual rings left on the picture. One day was cut down, leaving only the eternal soil that will not be moistened by the world and nourished by one's own body. Some people say that the flowers are red, and some people say the leaves are green, but the selfless dedication and the soil that has given the greatest help to mankind, But it was thrown aside. A little dirt on the shoes made many people complain. Without you, it wouldn't be like this. Without dirt, there would be no continent. Without the continent, where would the people come from? Go to the novel, the magnificent pyramid in human history, that said. It is the crystallization of human wisdom, but without the more ancient soil and selfless dedication, there would be no such magnificent building.
Now the dirt road in front of the house has been poured with cement, and a tall and towering building is in front of us. Everything cannot lack water, but people cannot lack soil. Without soil, where would the food come from? Without soil, where would the eye-catching flowers come from? Without soil, how would the strength of today's country come about.
Indeed, earth is only a monotonous khaki. Its eternal thickness has no brilliance at all for me, but I praise you for spitting it out, its simplicity and silklessness, and the spirit of selfless dedication to all things in the world. Praise for the soil_Composition 2
Some people praise the bright flowers, some praise the green leaves, and some praise the sweet and delicious fruits. And I only praise the soil that is silently dedicated.
I asked the farmer: "What do you love most?"
The farmer replied: "It's soil!"
"Why?" I asked again.
"Because it was the land that raised me." He answered again.
I admire earthy and simple colors: brown, brown, dark yellow. . . . . . , without revealing a bit of magnificence. It does not have the brightness of flowers, the greenness of leaves, and the sweetness of fruits. But it is this dim color that makes the whole world rich and colorful. Farmer. Living by it, our ancestors have given us delicious food through wind and rain for generations.
I praise the generous mind of the soil: it is vast and boundless, with its shadow everywhere. The land holds up the rolling mountains, the running rivers, the running horses, and the trekking camels. Walking cattle and sheep. Hold up the pace of civilization evolution and use his strong arms to hold up the glorious sun.
I praise the deep love of the land: the land nurtures flowers, trees, and crops, and only after nurturing all plants can animals exist. It has nurtured birds, animals, insects and fish, and raised us humans. We have lived on the soil for generations.
I asked the poet: "What do you love most?"
The poet replied: "I love soil most."
"Why?" I asked again.
"Because the soil has given me deep love." The poet replied again.
Although Mu Mu is simple and ordinary, he has a generous mind and deep love. Because of this, dirt is actually so great!
Ah! I can't help but praise the soil again. Praise for Mud_Essay 3
Mud is a common thing that can be seen everywhere...
Its appearance is also unremarkable - brown or black in appearance, with different sizes. Granular. The ugly appearance makes people not want to get close.
Sometimes it is hated by people, sometimes it is liked; sometimes it is reused, sometimes it is abandoned...
The spring girl came gently and quietly, and the flowers bloomed brilliantly. Blooming. People are busy admiring the beautiful flowers, but never pay attention to the hard-working soil under their feet...
In the blink of an eye, summer is here, the sun is scorching the earth, and the soil ignores the pain of cracking, and the remaining Some nutrients are desperately delivered to the plants, and the flowers are brilliant, but the soil is full of scars.
When it was knocked out of breath by the heavy rain, it did not worry about its own life or death. When the flood caused by the heavy rain hit us, it struggled, united with its brothers, and desperately grabbed the roots of the plants to prevent the crops from being washed away by the naughty rain. After the heavy rain stopped, although the leaves of the crops fell off and the branches were broken, the foundation was saved at the expense of some soil being washed away.
In the autumn, when it could finally take a breath, something unexpected happened - look, there was a fire over there, and the soil was burnt black with the flames. After the fire, it was thrown away In another place, pat the scars on your body, it starts to work again, nourishing the weeds...
The soil is like some things around us, unknown and selfless, although its appearance is ordinary, Even ugly, but its precious inner will always inspire me and accompany me forward... Mud Praise_Composition 4
In that colorful world, who is it, who is giving silently, who is it? Selfless dedication, who works hard without complaining?
——It’s you, you, you pay silently, you contribute selflessly, you work hard without complaining; you are simple and simple, you breed vitality, you are unpretentious!
Some people praise flowers, they are colorful, delicate and beautiful; some people praise green leaves, they are full of vitality and various shapes; some people praise trees, they are majestic, tall and straight; I praise you, you give birth to flowers and green leaves. , big trees, without you there would be no them. Without them, the world would no longer be colorful, beautiful and colorful!
"It emerges from the silt without being dyed, and washes the ripples without being evil." Yes, the lotus is beautiful and clean, but without "silt", how can it grow? Fortunately, you worked hard to give birth to her, but in exchange for people's praise and praise for her and for you...
You are very ordinary, so ordinary that you seem insignificant and inconspicuous. If you don’t have bright colors, you will always be stepped on silently; you are great, so great that you can breed all kinds of life without asking for anything in return. Although you don’t have bright colors, you can give all mankind a place to stand!
There are no bright colors, no gorgeous appearance, no fragrant aroma; with a selfless character, a broad mind, and infinite energy, this is you - clay. Praise for the soil_Composition 5
The soil is so dark that it has never attracted people’s attention. We step on the soil every day, and how many people step on every inch of land in a day. The soil has never complained, and is willing to become a soft blanket on the hard ground.
Dirt is found all over the world, in forests, parks, and even bonsai. No matter where it is, the soil silently makes its own contribution. It absorbs rain, dew and rain, but delivers nutrients to flowers, plants and trees without any reservation.
Some people praise the tall and strong green pines; some praise the red plums for not being afraid of the severe cold; some praise the noble character of the green bamboos; some praise the tenacious vitality of the grass... Please think about it, who gave the green pines the strength they deserve? Be strong, who gives the red plums the ability to withstand the severe cold, who gives the green bamboos their noble character, and who gives the grasses their tenacious vitality? It is soil, simple and selfless soil.
When you praise the great achievements of scientists, the charming demeanor of athletes, and the sweet voices of singers, have you ever thought about how many people behind them have devoted their efforts and sweat for them? The character of these people is not Like dirt? They give selflessly and ask for nothing in return; they are unknown, and no one knows their surnames and names... When their sweat and tears pay off, and the names of those successful people become household names, known to women and children, these unknown, silent The dedicated people smile sweetly...
I want to praise the soil, and even more, I want to praise the selfless and dedicated people behind the successful people! Praise for Mud_Essay 6
Mud is the brother of "dirty" and the father of "evil". Almost everyone is afraid of it and thinks it is dirty and disgusting, but I like it. I want to thank it, I want to praise it.
It is dirty. Every time it rains, as soon as the car passes by a place with it, it will draw a "mud picture" full of "beauty" on the body. This kind of "splash-ink design" It will make your car unique and have a 100% chance of turning heads. When you walk through the muddy area, you will definitely leave a lot of footprints when you come home, making the noble house look vulgar and disgusting, and even the water that wipes the floor will become turbid.
But have you ever thought about it? What would the world be like without soil?
If there was no dirt, there would be no road. When we walk on unruly rocks, we may accidentally get stuck in the cracks of the rocks, and we may even be knocked over accidentally. What if we switch to a car and drive on the rocks? Then you will never want to ride in a car again, because the car will be on the rocks for a while, and sometimes it will be shaken to the point of being unable to stop. It is guaranteed that you will be shaken to the point of vomiting all over the car. Once you experience this feeling, I will give you money. Will you try it again? Therefore, soil is essential. Without soil, there would be no smooth road.
Without soil, there would be no plants. Plants need water, soil, and sunlight, all of which are indispensable. So without soil, there would be no flowers, vegetables, or fruits in the world. Without flowers, people's lives would be monotonous and there would be no bright color in their eyes. If there were no vegetables and fruits, people would lose many kinds of fresh, juicy, delicious food, not to mention those herbivores. If there were no soil, there would be no plants; if there were no plants, there would be no living things. The earth would be lifeless.
Soil is an indispensable thing in the world. Without it, we would not exist.
So I want to thank it and praise her even more! Praise for Mud_Essay 7
When we linger in the beauty of the colorful flowers, when we stroll through the lush trees with admiring eyes, when we are immersed in the heavy When the golden joy of the harvest ripples, have you ever noticed the soil on which they are attached.
Mud, I praise you!
Although you do not have a gorgeous appearance, your broad mind is full of noble spiritual realm. You are not like white clouds, floating in the air, swaying at the slightest breeze; nor are you like yellow sand, dancing with the wind, wasting your years in vain. You like to work hard the most - taking water and nutrients into your body and quietly giving them to all living things in nature.
Friend, please pay attention to the soil under your feet! It is this dull color and seemingly rough texture of soil that continuously and silently contributes the nutrients stored in the body, giving birth to this prosperous and vigorous green world. It does not ask for praise and has always been a foil in literati's writings. However, it has no regrets and no regrets. It just devotes everything to itself in obscurity and without hesitation.
Ah! Mud, I praise you! When you hold a seed in your arms, you assume the responsibility of giving it new life. You give them sweet milk and give them warmth. You are like a gentle and selfless mother, and also like an almighty magician, turning one into countless, turning the weak into strong, and turning the childish into mature. Beautiful nature is the masterpiece of your hard work.
I want to praise you, soil! You are willing to live at the bottom, never proud, never show off, and you have never thought about asking people to erect a monument or sing a hymn for you!
I praise you! May your character be immortalized forever, and may your selfless love spread throughout the world and remain in people's hearts forever. Praise for Mud_Essay 8
Mud is spread all over the world and can be seen almost everywhere. From the towering snow-capped mountains to the bottomless valleys; from the tree-lined rainforests to the sea-like wilderness of wheat waves; from the year-round dry Gobi to the turbulent seas, soil is everywhere. However, although she is indeed ordinary, she also has her own nobility!
As we all know. Soil has given birth to countless lives. She allows life to draw nutrients from her body without expecting anything in return, which is the truest portrayal of her self-sacrifice and broad-mindedness. It is precisely because of all the things she has given birth to that she is even more beautiful. In spring, green grass covers her; in summer, gorgeous flowers decorate her; in autumn, colorful fallen leaves decorate her; in winter, white snow warms her. However, no matter how hard the rocks around her were, they had long been turned into powder and dissipated by the wind after being exposed to the wind, sun and rain day after day and year after year.
The soil is tolerant. She can tolerate everything but will not forget it. No matter what hurts her, she will use her deep love to tolerate and change. That's why she is so broad-minded. Tolerance adds to her infinite charm.
In my mind, the high quality of Mu Mu is not only this, but also that even though she has made such a big contribution, she still keeps a low profile and never climbs high. Of course, she is also found in the snow-capped mountains and plateaus, but her nature is to bend downwards, toward the plains and valleys, with her power to nurture and accommodate all things, looking lovingly at the creatures of the world and at her children. We...
This is the soil, the soil of self-sacrifice for others; this is the soil, the generous and broad soil; this is the soil, the low-key and restrained soil. She is the mother of all living things in the world, but she always has a humble heart. While nurturing and tolerating all things, while remaining modest, she also made people realize a truth: A truly great man is never proud! Praise for Mud_Essay 9
There is one thing, it is not as bright and round as pearls, it is not as priceless as diamonds, but it can cultivate all things and is the mother of all things. It is the dark soil beneath our feet. Soil looks so ordinary, but everything is inseparable from it.
Plants cannot live without soil. A flower placed in a vase is just a lifeless decoration, but if it is planted in the soil, it will have vigorous vitality and can reproduce continuously, turning the land into a charming garden. Little bees happily collect honey here, butterflies dance here, and people are intoxicated by the beautiful scenery.
Human beings cannot live without soil. Workers must build tall buildings on the dirt for people to live in. Farmers can only grow grains and fruit trees on the soil. When autumn comes, there is a scene of harvest in the fields. With grains and fruits, we will not suffer from hunger and live a happy life. Under the soil are rocks and minerals. With them, our lives will be more advanced and high-quality.
Insects cannot live without soil. Cicadas hide under the soil to avoid the cold winter; ants dig out their granaries and bedrooms in the soil.
Soil, it is you who make trees sprout and flowers bloom; it is you who make the air fresher and clearer; you make the earth full of vitality.
Mud, your spirit is more worthy of praise. You let all things suck your milk from you, but you never ask for anything from all things. We must learn from your spirit of selfless dedication.
Your noble qualities moved me, and I want to praise you sincerely. Praise for the Mud_Essay 10
When we linger on the delicate flowers with admiration; when we admire the tall trees with respect; when we are immersed in the heavy joy of the harvest, we ignore it The soil that has been silently dedicated behind it.
"The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp", "the little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners", "frost leaves are as red as February flowers", "the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold". All these plants are full of vitality under your nourishment. You use your broad arms to nurture each plant. When people praise them for their elegance, tenderness and variety, your heart is full of joy, and you never feel sorry for people's praise of you. saddened by the neglect. Mud, I praise you and your broad mind.
"The prophet of ducks with warm water in the spring river" "Only in shallow grass can there be no horse hooves" "The wind blows the grass and makes cattle and sheep invisible", you use your majestic body to accommodate the survival of various animals, when animals reproduce from generation to generation. At this time, your heart is filled with joy. There are many good sentences praising different animals at home and abroad, but you are not there, but you are never moved or angry by them, but work harder. Mud, I praise you and your selflessness.
"Zhou Dunyi, Tutu, you have raised generations of learned people. Only your aura can breed such heroes, but future generations only praise their talents, but no one praises Tutu's contribution. However, you still In such obscurity, there is no complaint against future generations, but an optimistic view. Mud, I praise you and your aura.
You are willing to live at the bottom and contribute to mankind in obscurity, but never show off or be proud. Mud, I want to compose a hymn for you and sing a hymn for you, singing the spirit of selfless dedication. Praise for the soil_Composition 11
The soil is really extraordinary, I praise the soil!
Whenever you walk on a country road full of earthy fragrance, do you feel that it is everywhere? When you admire the scenery from the top of a tall building, do you feel the importance of earth? When you admire the height of the tree and the fragrance of the flowers, have you ever thought about the soil that you have paid silently? When you see precious ancient fossils, do you think of the soil that has protected them for hundreds of millions of years?
This is soil, which is extremely common and extremely useful in the world, but it is the embodiment of silence and selflessness.
Now that science and technology have developed, soilless cultivation has gradually replaced soil cultivation. The working method of "facing the loess and back to the sky" has become a thing of the past, and soil has gradually faded out of people's sight. But they are still subject to endless blows from nature: the Loess Plateau is eroded by the Yellow River water, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of soil every year, harming both sides of the North China Plain; due to long-term industrial wastewater irrigation, the soil has become worthless ; Vegetation has been artificially destroyed, and soil with extremely high economic value has turned into useless sand. The soil has become riddled with holes!
This is soil, weather-beaten soil that still exists after hundreds of millions of years of attack.
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Soil is extraordinary. It is very common in the world and is not valued by others, just like workers. It works silently to pave the way for the construction of the motherland. This is also Similar to workers. I praise soil because it not only symbolizes workers, but especially the spirit of strength, selflessness, silent dedication, and asking for nothing in return that is indispensable in our nation's construction today.
Let those who look down on workers, despise workers, and do not seek advancement praise the beautiful granite and despise this very common and important soil! I want to praise the soil loudly!
If possible, I would like to be a piece of soil, an inconspicuous piece of soil, a piece of unknown soil; a piece of soil that regards dedication as fun! Praise for Mud_Essay 12
Mud does not have the beauty of flowers, the greenness of grass, and the majesty of green mountains. But she is worth more than anything.
Soil has many functions. Barren land can be used to build houses, and fertile land can be used to grow food. When we walk into the city and see tall buildings, what we think of is the magnificence of the buildings, but not the selfless contribution of the soil. It burns itself with high temperature and turns into bricks to build us a house that can protect us from wind and rain. In autumn, when fruits are harvested, people think about the deliciousness of the fruits, rather than the soil behind them that contributes nutrients to the fruit trees.
On weekdays, the soil is still thinking about us. When it rains heavily, it absorbs water for fear of being harmed by floods. When the sun is shining, it provides nutrients for plants to thrive. Does soil have many functions? She thinks about everything.
Some people often look down on her, and some people will say: "The color of the soil does not have the green color of grass, nor the fragrant fragrance of flowers. I don't like it."
"But if there is no soil, how can we build a house? If there is no soil, there will be no place for flowers to sow. If there is no soil, there will be no place to grow food. Without food, animals and humans will become extinct.
< p>The soil does not have the fragrance of flowers, the greenness of grass, and the magnificence of mountains, but it has greater effects than flowers and grass. This is why I praise soil_Essay 13. p>From ancient times to the present, when we see towering trees and bright flowers during spring outings, we will all sigh from the bottom of our hearts. Who will pay attention to the soil under his feet? The soil is small and insignificant. , but how great the role of soil is!
Look at the towering buildings that are supported by it. If there is no soil, the building will collapse. Look, the flowers are blooming. They are so luxuriant, if the soil does not hold their roots tightly, the strong wind will blow them away, the heavy rain will wash them away, and the hail will bury them. Haven't you seen them everywhere on both sides of the road? The uneven soil protects every inch of the land without any regrets. Do you only think of it as soil? Do you not think of praising it at all? Do you think only flowers and plants are worthy of your praise? Don't you think that there is still soil underneath these flowers and plants? They hold on to the flowers and plants tightly to prevent them from being overwhelmed by the storm. They don't feel aggrieved at all when they see the flowers and plants being loved and praised by others. Isn't this kind of spirit worthy of your praise if you still do your job well? Isn't their spirit of selfless dedication worth learning at all? Soil is the most common thing in our lives, and we step on it every day. Not only do they not complain about their bodies, but they also do their job every day. Don’t you think about the goodness of the soil at all? Do you only think that this is their duty? Don’t you think about what they eat? Tired of suffering, I love the soil, I love the soil that gives selflessly without asking for anything in return.
This is an article about praising the soil. The author praises the small and insignificant soil, and the brushstrokes focus on the soil. The soil is willing to be the foundation of the house, providing protection for the flowers and plants, doing its due diligence in obscurity, with fluent language and sincere emotions. Mud Praise_Essay 14
Mud is life. It is a very common thing in the world. It is unknown and does not ask for rewards. Why do you say this? Because soil is the foundation of all things. Without a foundation, where would a high building come from? Where will we have a living environment? We won’t even have a place to stand! Now, do you still think that soil is ordinary?
Earth is praised not only because it is the foundation of all things, but also Because of its noble quality of selfless dedication, people sow seeds in the soil and soon harvest food and vegetables; people use the soil to bake ceramics to become exquisite works of art; people also use the soil to make exquisite clay sculptures. It can be appreciated and treasured by people; people can even burn the soil into solid bricks and use it to build houses for people to live in... Whether it is kneading, beating, calcining and grinding, as long as it is needed, it will be selfless and without asking for anything in return.
The soil is ordinary and simple, broad and heavy. However, this precious soil is often ignored and neglected by people. People always only pay attention to beautiful flowers, but where do they pay attention to the soil that breeds them? People only pay attention to the tall and straight trees, but where do they pay attention to the obscure soil that provides moisture and nutrients? People are only surprised by the towering building. Why do they care about the soil that holds it up? Soil is so great, yet so unknown!
At this time, I can’t help but think of the group of people in my life. If society is compared to a pyramid, then they are the bottom of the pyramid, and it is they who hold up the towering glory at the top of the pyramid. If our society were a vast grassland, they would be grasses...
The soil is really extraordinary! I praise the soil, but also those who are willing to serve as ladders and make selfless sacrifices like the soil! Praise for the Mud_Essay 15
Flowers are so delicate and beautiful because they are silently set off by green leaves. The green leaves are so strong and full because they are silently cared for by the soil.
In a vast land, there are colorful flowers everywhere. A group of tourists passed by here and couldn't help but admire: "Look, such beautiful flowers"! But have they ever noticed the green leaves under the flowers? Will they pay attention to the dark soil? Maybe they are just too inconspicuous, too inconspicuous.
On the stage, the singers that everyone praises and the dancers that everyone admires show off their talents and style, especially under the colorful lights, they look even more gorgeous and moving. But who has ever thought about who is behind the gorgeous lights? Is it a computer? No. It is the little-known behind-the-scenes personnel who control the lights and props on the stage in obscurity. Without the hard work of those behind the scenes, there would be no such moving performances as the performers.
ah! The people behind the scenes, you are just a handful of dirt!
During the Olympic Games, people are always most concerned about the athletes, but who delivers water to the athletes and coaches under the scorching sun? Who travels between venues every day? Who shows the way for everyone? Yes Who can't watch the game and have to clean the venue? Who are...the volunteers who are selfless. They volunteered to serve the Olympics without receiving a penny. Some people may think that these volunteers have nothing to do when they are full and do not understand them. Have you ever thought about it: without these volunteers, could the Beijing Olympic Games still be held smoothly? Volunteers are an integral part of the Olympic Games. ah! Olympic volunteers, you are just a handful of dirt!
Mud, you are the person behind the scenes, the volunteer, the server... Although you are humble, you are great. You are like a candle, burning yourself to illuminate others.
I am willing to be a handful of clay, a handful of clay that will silently contribute to society and the motherland!