Just after Grandpa Dong left, Miss Chun quietly came to the world with a basket of flowers. Listen! spring
The concert began, bamboo shoots were an excellent conductor, and the crisp voice of spring rain sang well.
Listening to the songs ticking; Playing the piano in the spring breeze rustles; Spring thunder drums rumble; Spring applause
Go; Tick-tock, rustling, rumbling, rushing, the sound of spring.
How intoxicating this happiness is!
The songs of spring float to the fields, and the grass sticks its head out of the soil and listens to this beauty curiously.
Beautiful voice; Wheat seedlings also quietly drilled out of the snow quilt and talked with the spring rain in a low voice; sing
Floating to Taoyuan made Peach Blossom blush, like a little girl in a red skirt.
The breeze blew, he danced and the red skirt danced with the wind. Spring songs make a man.
A trumpet-shaped rhododendron, dressed in purple, has twisted petals like a fairy's skirt.
Edge. Rapeseed couldn't help putting on his golden clothes and going to the concert, looking from a distance.
, like a huge golden ocean. ...
The song of spring calls for lovely little animals. I crouched among the flowers and found groups.
Ants are hardworking when carrying food; Swarms of bees are flapping their yellow wings and buzzing.
Busy collecting honey; Colorful butterflies also dance in pairs. Liushuzha
Look at the sky with braids. Oh, there are lovely swallows in the blue sky.
With a scissors-like tail, I flew back neatly. They are "chirping"
I cried, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " "
When spring wears its green clothes, accompanied by her gorgeous clothes; When it comes like the tide, it can also make
Everyone is dead. Because of the drizzle of spring rain and the arrival of "Tomb-Sweeping Day", "Tomb-Sweeping Day" came again.
It is called "Cold Food Festival" and it is a good time for sacrifice and outing. So in the spring, "Qing"
Sister Ming is also rich and interesting. As Du Mu wrote in his poem, "There are many rains during the Qingming Festival.
Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "Everyone is very heavy.
Immersed in the sadness of homesickness, I feel the same way
However, Mother Earth reminds us: "Try not to burn at the intersection of big and small alleys."
Paper money, let his cigarettes not only affect my breathing, but also leave black waste.
My gorgeous spring dress is dirty. I heard that you are going for an outing. My child is covered with grass.
Thick quilt, dare not drill out, because she is afraid of pain! "
Don't worry, Mother Earth! "Tomb-Sweeping Day" I discussed it with my parents, and I
The children went to the grave together for those martyrs who died heroically on the battlefield. Because this is their blood.
It dyed the earth red, and it was their precious lives that brought us a happy life today.
. It is your hard work that has given us such a beautiful spring, and we will certainly cherish the good and the bad.
Conditions.
The mother of spring is the earth. Let's love our mother, spring, and her mystery.
The beauty of. In her arms, there are kind spring breeze, warm spring day and warm spring rain.
They also sacrificed themselves and became the beating notes "do, re,
Mi, Fa, Sol, La "... write a wonderful spring for people.
Two. About that composition by Haruka.
Spring has come quietly. ...
I stretched myself, stood up slowly, and looked out the window at the swallows with mud in their mouths, busy shuttling through the sky in the coming spring rain. I can't say how comfortable I am: "Oh! Spring is coming. "
In order to adjust my nervous mood, I resolutely put down my heavy homework and rode to the suburbs ... A all loves garden quietly jumped into my sight. There are many flowers in the garden, and clusters of unknown flowers are smiling on the branches, showing their beautiful figures confidently. ...
"Boom!" When the first drop of cool beads landed lightly on my face, raindrops rushed to the earth to appreciate the beauty of spring. Looking up slightly, Ren Yuzhu slapped her cheek, and the feeling of limp and numb spread to her heart along her skin. I don't know when the swallows came into my sight again, and the chirping sound seemed to be singing the hymn of spring.
It began to rain heavily, so I had to hold up my umbrella ... crystal beads of rain flowed on the umbrella surface, like the most beautiful flowers with dewdrops. At this time, under the flowers, I closed my eyes slightly and listened to the spring songs quietly. ...
Raindrops hit the broad banana leaves, and the sound of "bang, bang" set the rhythm for the ticking rain. The chirping swallows also joined in the fun, adding infinite vitality to this piece.
Listening to the music of nature, I seem to feel the happiness of life, upward strength, firmness and strength from everything. ...
Flowers braved the rain and smiled indifferently against the wind; The grass shook its little head and bathed in the spring rain; Swallows fly low, skim the ground and say hello to the earth politely ... everything in front of them is so beautiful and intoxicating. ...
The Symphony of Spring is still on. It seems that she sang the charm of nature and the freshness and beauty of everything, and even sang the miracle of life ... Isn't our birth and growth the most beautiful story in the world?
Life is precious, I just want to cherish it from time to time! Heart, this spring song. ...
Three or five-year contract composer: "Song of Spring"
The wind is softer and softer, the grass is green and the flowers are in bloom. These are the invitations sent to us by Miss Chun. She invited us to her party. So, one day in mid-April, we happily came to the campus of the National People's Congress to attend a spring date.
As soon as I arrived at the East Gate of the National People's Congress, I saw tall poplars and green leaves swaying gently in the wind. Behind the pine forest across the path, there are several flower trees, and the flowers have withered. We are very disappointed. Is it really like what the poem says? Unwilling, we continued to walk along the path to the northwest.
Suddenly, a smell came to my nose. We walked to the source of the fragrance. "So it's lilacs," I cried. The color of lilac is lavender, and four small petals are as interesting as windmills. Next to the lilacs, there are several winter jasmine plants. The petals of the winter jasmine flower spread around, as lovely as a smiling face. Suddenly, I heard someone shout, "Come on, there are flowers." We ran over, and sure enough, there were purple flowers on the tree, but we didn't know the name of this flower. I think its petals are buckled together like small beans. Let's call it Doudou Flower.
At this moment, I turned around inadvertently. Why do white clouds fall on trees? I took a few quick steps and looked at it. It turned out to be a begonia flower. Some of the flowers on the branches have not yet bloomed, and their colors are pink, while others have just bloomed, and their colors are pale pink. More are in full bloom and the color is white. Looking up, they seem to be comparing who is the most beautiful. At this moment, a petal fell on my hair. I didn't want to take it down, but the wind blew it down gently.
Unconsciously, we walked south around the fountain and came to two peach trees. One is pink and the other is red, like two shy little girls.
Now, we are ready to leave the campus of the National People's Congress, but we are still thinking about those beautiful flowers in our minds. I really want to pick some small flowers, but on second thought, I won't pick them, because I have put spring in my heart.
Fourth, the creation of spring songs.
That spring song
When the spring sunshine shines in Shan Ye, the warmth comes slowly with the gentle breeze, melting the snow and awakening the flowers and trees. Shan Ye took off her silver ornaments and put on the most beautiful color of the year. A water is endless and quiet, and the peaks look forward to spring.
Spring, silent poems, three-dimensional paintings, living sculptures. Spring has both great boldness of vision and graceful posture, which is the fantastic brushwork of nature. When you persist in spring, you will have an illusion of being in a fairyland, which is also a real and illusory landscape, like an illusory mirage; Like an unpredictable and beautiful legend.
The misty spring rain falls silently, and the spring water of Yiyi flows slowly. Tearing water leaves, water helps green leaves, and leaves depend on clear water. A little tenderness is like a little sweetness.
The scenery in spring is full of twists and turns, and the winding scenery is extraordinary. Spring scenery, hanging springs and waterfalls, during which flying gargle, glittering and translucent streamer; Spring scenery, mountains, forests and bamboos, clear water, reflected around; Spring scenery, canyons, mountains, branches and leaves, such as Zhang Jugai.
Spring tells you that holding your head high is most afraid of pushing back; Spring tells you that holiness spurns filth; Spring tells you that the road has many twists and turns; Spring tells you that grandeur comes from character; Spring tells you that life lies in development.
Praise spring, because the flowers in spring are particularly fragrant, praise spring, because spring has created brilliance and brilliance. Blue sky is paper, sea water is ink, so we can't write a hymn of spring. In generate, the rivers open their throats and sing endless spring carols. Let every poem be a bell, let every song be a bunch of flowers, and enthusiastically praise and praise spring!
Ⅳ Haruka wrote 600 words.
When the spring sunshine shines in Shan Ye, the warmth comes slowly with the gentle breeze, melting the snow and awakening the flowers and trees. Shan Ye took off her silver ornaments and put on the most beautiful color of the year. A water is endless and quiet, and the peaks look forward to spring.
Spring, silent poems, three-dimensional paintings, living sculptures. Spring has both great boldness of vision and graceful posture, which is the fantastic brushwork of nature. When you persist in spring, you will have an illusion of being in a fairyland, which is also a real and illusory landscape, like an illusory mirage; Like an unpredictable and beautiful legend.
The misty spring rain falls silently, and the spring water of Yiyi flows slowly. Tearing water leaves, water helps green leaves, and leaves depend on clear water. A little tenderness is like a little sweetness.
The scenery in spring is full of twists and turns, and the winding scenery is extraordinary. Spring scenery, hanging springs and waterfalls, during which flying gargle, glittering and translucent streamer; Spring scenery, mountains, forests and bamboos, clear water, reflected around; Spring scenery, canyons, mountains, branches and leaves, such as Zhang Jugai.
Spring tells you that holding your head high is most afraid of pushing back; Spring tells you that holiness spurns filth; Spring tells you that the road has many twists and turns; Spring tells you that grandeur comes from character; Spring tells you that life lies in development.
Praise spring, because the flowers in spring are particularly fragrant, praise spring, because spring has created brilliance and brilliance. Blue sky is paper, sea water is ink, so we can't write a hymn of spring. In generate, the rivers open their throats and sing endless spring carols. Let every poem be a bell, let every song be a bunch of flowers, and enthusiastically praise and praise spring!
ⅵ Creation of Song of Spring (author)
Act V: The dense singing of the spring rain
The footsteps of spring rain are getting closer and closer, and the continuous drizzle gently Ying Ying, covering the rainfall. So the poet wrote, "The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." What a beautiful poem. The rain is as thin as a feather, jumping on the willow branches, and the sound of raindrops hitting the slate is a dense song sung by the spring rain.
Act VI: Song of the Warm Sky
The sky in spring is fresh and bright. With a faint blue color, sometimes there will be cotton candy-like clouds, which will make the mood calm instantly. Occasionally one or two swallows fly in the sky. They are the spirits of spring. Sometimes, there will be three or five kites floating in the sky, and kites will fly freely in the sky under the impetus of the wind. At this time, they will unconsciously hum "It's March 3rd again, kites are flying all over the sky …" Listen, this is not the warmth of the sky.
Everything in spring, * * * played a wonderful spring song.
ⅶ that spring song narrative composition 800 words OMG
Dawn is coming. It's dawn and spring is coming.
Spring is a season symbolizing hope. People wait for the dawn alone in the long night, and light is hope: people watch the warm spring alone in the slow winter, and warmth is hope. I want to eulogize this hopeful spring loudly and praise it in a low voice.
Have you ever heard the sound of the first branch sprouting?
Have you ever heard the sound of the first flower?
Have you heard the first song of homing bird?
Have you ever heard the sound of the first spring thaw?
Listen, these wonderful sounds in the world, these spring sounds, are the hopeful music scores of spring songs.
"wheezing-wheezing-",this is Miss Feng Chun's voice. Miss Chunfeng is beautiful and charming. She gently stroked the dry land, blowing the breath of spring, giving people a refreshing and chill. Then, she suddenly became furious, and people heard the sound of "bang-"in the distance, and Miss Chun Lei came. In an instant, a silver-white lightning flashed across the sky and split the world! She gives people a momentary surprise. At this time, the spring rain girl appeared slowly, leaving the first rain in spring. "Pop, pop", it is this timely rain that brings hope to farmers. The spring rain has dedicated itself and moistened the earth. Through the sparse rain curtain, you can vaguely see the rainbow after the rain and the endless blue sky. Spring rain makes the seeds of hope come out, sprout, branch and produce beautiful flowers.
Under the long suffering of the severe winter, the flowers finally opened slowly. She stretched her flexible waist heartily, shook off the dew left on the delicate petals, blossomed a smiling face of hope, swayed gently with the spring breeze and sang a song of hope.
Spring has finally come, everything has revived, and the swallows have returned to their long-lost nests and are singing happily.
You see, these beautiful pictures and spring scenes in the world are Haruka's hopeful lyrics.
Spring is a great devotee, which brings us countless hopes. Naturally, we will always sing this hopeful "Song of Spring" for spring. Thanks to the initial touch of spring and the most primitive hope of life, we will dedicate this Song of Spring to the eternal and beautiful spring in despair, without fear and heading for the unknown future.
ⅷ and Haruka's composition outline.
Gradually, Mr. Chun quietly came to the world, to the hillside, to the beautiful campus and to the park. Miss Chun dressed up the park like a beautifully dressed little girl.
Facing the spring breeze, we entered the gate of the park. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a beautiful small bridge in the middle, which looked like a semicircle from a distance. Together with the reflection of the bridge on the artificial river, it forms a big circle. You see, the river in that spring was so clear and slowly flowing, making a tinkling sound, as if singing. Seen from a distance, it leads to the distance like a winding path. Look, the winter jasmine is in bloom to welcome the arrival of spring. Its branches extend out, and the curved branches are covered with dense winter jasmine. Those golden flowers are as beautiful as little stars. There is a cobblestone path in the southeast of the park. There are big pebbles and small pebbles on the road. What different shapes! On both sides of the path are green lawns, on which the grass grows very luxuriantly. Here are some children running from the outside, singing, some riding scooters, and one child running fast with a skateboard in one hand. It adds a lot of vitality to spring. The Woods are very lively. Many adults are doing sports. Birds in the tree are singing, as if they were accompanying people. If they are tired, they can rest in the nearby gazebo. There are tall buildings in the north of the park, which are very eye-catching.
The park in spring is really beautiful!
Nine, Haruka's 700-word association in his creation
Spring came quietly, she took away the cold of winter and ushered in the bright sunshine and warm wind; Colorful flowers; Continuous spring rain, hardworking farmers also picked up hoes to prepare for labor. Let's play the music of spring together.
I have to mention it in spring, but it's windy. The wind has melted the ice in Wan Li, and the wind has dispersed the thick clouds, making the sun shine. "The east wind is green and the grass is green, and the purple palace and the red building are in good spring." Spring breeze turns the grass green and brings vitality to nature. The warm spring breeze gently brushed your cheek; Beating the leaves quietly; Wandering in the alley, making subtle sounds such as "squeaking", "rustling" and "whirring". Only when you calm down can you hear the beginning of this beautiful movement.
The iconic plant in spring is the flower. In spring, flowers bloom, and clusters make you dazzled. Under the sunshine, flowers are dancing leisurely in the air, holding hands and embracing spring. Did you hear their laughter? Accompanied by euphemistic voice, this laughter is an indelible stroke.
"Spring rain is as expensive as oil." "Rain is as crisp as grass." These ancient poems and proverbs are all to praise the spring rain, which shows that they are indispensable. In spring, rain is the most common, it rains for three or two days in a row. Stop worrying and look! Like hair, like pine needles, densely woven diagonally, like silk screen, covering streets and houses. It rained, and the fine rain in the house merged into a trickle, which flowed out of the groove between the tiles like a slide and hit the ground. The * * * part of the movement began.
Hard-working people, wearing hemp fiber and hats, are farming in the rain. They took great pains to hope for a good harvest in the coming year, with sweat mixed with rain. The hoe scratched the ground and made a noise. This is the end of the whole movement.
Spring rain is the milk that breeds life, and it is a sweet song. Let's sing with spring and dance with spring rain.
X. Song Creation in Spring
O(∩_∩)O~ Baby, don't worry.
spring song
Stepping on a path paved with stones, we look for spring and listen to the songs of spring.
Singing in the garden in spring. Look! All kinds of flowers are in full bloom, big and small, dazzling. Here is the blooming camellia; There are petite, dotted winter jasmine; There are also small irises in blue, pink, gold, red and white. Their postures are different, some are upright, some are curved, and they look like a beautiful woman. The spring breeze blows across the earth, and the little iris swings its beautiful body in the breeze.
Singing by the lake in spring. Willow has sprouted many new buds, which are green, small and lovely. The slender willow branches and green willow leaves seem to be lines for recording notes, recording the cheerful and beautiful songs of spring on themselves for everyone to enjoy slowly. There are many new grasses beside the willows. Crystal dew hung in the morning, sliding down one by one, very beautiful. There are some new life in the grass. Spring is here, everything is revived, and small animals are busy. Look! Ants in the grass line up, looking for food and welcoming spring in their own special way.
"Pop, pop", listen, spring is singing again. Thin spring rain falls from the air and weaves obliquely, and petals, leaves and grass roots are covered with a layer of transparent clothes. The spring rain fell into the water, causing ripples. The small fish in the water floated up and played with the falling water drops.
The spring breeze is soft and warm, and he is also singing. Tribal Tiger, this is the sound of the wind blowing through leaves, Brush Brush, this is the song of the wind blowing through small flowers, Lala, Hua Hua and so on. This is a song brought to us by the wind blowing in many places. The humid air is mixed with the smell of flowers, earth and grass, which is brought by the wind!
Spring is a little girl who loves singing, singing beautiful songs everywhere. Birds and beasts scrambled to accompany her, so many songs formed a wonderful ensemble!