Everyone should have heard the story of my seven-color composition 1 Seven-color flowers symbolize beauty, expectation and kindness. ...
If I were a colorful flower, I would dress myself in colorful clothes, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, as beautiful as a rainbow.
I drifted to a poor mountain village and scattered one of my petals on them. Then, people's faces showed happy smiles, and the children were all alive and kicking on the ground with lollipops in their hands. The small mountain village has become a prosperous and beautiful place, and every household can eat and live warmly. I'm glad it's gone.
Gone with the wind ... Gone with the wind ... floated to the orphanage, and I scattered a petal of my body on them. Immediately, the child's parents appeared. They hugged each other tightly and kissed sweetly. The joy on the children's faces and the tears in their parents' eyes gave me the best return. I floated away happily.
Gone with the wind ... Gone with the wind ... drifted to the hospital, and I spilled the third petal of my body to all the sick people. Patients with physical disabilities have returned to their original appearance, and the faces of patients who have no money for treatment at home are filled with surprises and happy expressions, and the big stones that are pressed in their hearts have quietly slipped away. When people raised their glasses excitedly and happily, I drifted away happily.
Gone with the wind ... Gone with the wind ... drifted to prison. People live a lifeless life here, life is hopeless, they are so miserable, and their aversion to life makes their cheeks cold. I sprinkled petals on them again, and their sleeping hearts were awakened again. They turned over a new leaf and wept bitterly. They vowed to turn over a new leaf. When I saw them getting out of prison one by one and walking on their way home, their relatives hugged each other, and there were no criminals in the world, I drifted away happily.
Gone with the Wind ... Gone with the Wind ... came to the land of war. People are homeless and devastated. Amid cries, I spilled petals from my body to this terrible coagulation place. The world is peaceful, the country is friendly, the contradiction is solved, the earth has become a beautiful village, and people of different colors live a stable and peaceful life.
I will eventually disappear, but because of my existence, I have made so many people live a happy life, and I will leave happily, without regret or disappointment. When I want to close my eyes, I seem to see colorful flowers falling from the sky. ...
My Seven-colored Flower Composition 2 Since Jenny has seven-colored flowers, Jenny has been very happy because she wants to work for people.
One day, Jenny saw the freezing rain and snow disaster in the south of China on TV and always wanted to help a group of people in the disaster area. So Jenny picked up seven-color flowers, tore off a yellow petal and threw it out, saying, "fly, fly!" " Let those ice and snow melt and let the roads flow! No sooner had Jenny finished than she heard on TV that the snow and ice in the south of China suddenly melted! Jenny is very happy because she helped the people in the disaster area to do good things.
When Jenny heard the news of global food shortage on the radio again, she wanted to help a group of human beings to stop starving, so Jenny tore off a red petal and threw it out, saying, "fly, fly!" " Turn the desert into farmland! "In a blink of an eye, the scorching desert has turned into patches of farmland, and there are some small houses for farmers to live in between these patches of farmland. Jenny is happy again because she helped mankind this time.
When Jenny saw the global energy surge, Jenny knew that the energy on the earth was running out. Jenny thought of mother earth, then tore off a blue petal and threw it out, saying, "fly, fly!" " Let the energy recover! "Jenny's words just say that finish, the earth's energy is as much as before human development.
When Jenny traveled to the North Pole, a polar bear complained to Jenny, "Because of global warming, our living environment is getting less and less." Jenny felt it was a pity, so she tore off a green petal and threw it out, saying, "fly, fly!" " Stop the North Pole from melting! "At this time, the polar bear is happy because the North Pole is no longer melting.
When Jenny went camping, she saw rubbish all over the floor. Jenny was disgusting, so Jenny quickly tore off an orange petal and threw it out and said, "fly, fly!" " Let the garbage in the world disappear! "The garbage on the ground disappeared immediately.
One day, Jenny was walking in the street and saw that there were too few trees here. Jenny wants to see more trees here, so Jenny tore off a purple petal and threw it out and said, "fly, fly!" " Let there be more trees here! "Ten times more trees in the blink of an eye!
Then Jenny heard that there was an earthquake in Wenchuan, China. When Jenny saw the ruins, she tore off a blue petal and threw it out, saying, "fly, fly!" Let the house rebuild! " No sooner had the words been finished than the house was rebuilt.
Jenny looked down at the seven-color flowers. There were none left, but Jenny was still very happy because Jenny had made great contributions to the world with seven-color flowers.
Some people think that the ideal book is the key to wisdom; Some people think that books are the president of human knowledge; Some people think that books are lighthouses standing in the sea of Wang Yang. And I think: the book is a seven-color flower, which blooms charming colors in my life.
I was addicted to picture books when I was young. At that time, I knew nothing. When I first started reading picture books, I was indifferent. Later, as soon as I saw the picture book, I was attracted by the beautiful pictures on it. Since then, I will read picture books every day, especially at night. You can't sleep without reading a picture book. I sat in my mother's arms when I was reading. When my mother said something, I followed it, but it was also wrong and confused my mother. If I hadn't turned the page myself, my mother would have continued to say it again.
I learned some Chinese characters and pinyin in primary school. Knowing this, I stopped reading to my parents. I began to scan the story book crazily, and I used the learned pinyin to crack the words I didn't understand. Snow White is my favorite story. When Snow White's stepmother was jealous and sent a hunter to kill Snow White, my heart was in my throat. When I read that the hunter didn't kill Snow White, my heart was put back in my heart. When I read that my stepmother poisoned Snow White with poisonous apples, my heart hung in midair like a boulder. But after seeing the prince wake up Snow White, hold a wedding and my stepmother die, my heart is as sweet as honey. Also tell me a truth: the wicked will not come to a good end.
In a blink of an eye, I am a senior three, and now I know a library-the provincial library. The rich books there attract me like magnets. There I can borrow the books I dream of, which opens a new oasis in the treasure house of knowledge. Every time I come back from the library, I will find a small electric light and stay up late reading borrowed extracurricular books. First, take a look, then read it carefully, then write down beautiful words, wonderful fragments, what is the truth, then taste word by word, and finally make a list and write down what you have learned.
Reading, this colorful flower is my mentor, my second parent and an indispensable part of my life. I love reading, and I love my colorful flowers!
This Monday is our long-awaited autumn outing (we are going to South China City), but many teachers say it is not an autumn outing, but a "learning activity". What is the research activity? We are curious.
I got up early that morning and went to school. Our little pea in class 30/kloc-0 first met our "uncle". The tour guide uncle said some points that need attention, and then set off. I was lucky to sit with Miss Amy on the bus. I am very happy and excited. Miss Amy and I chatted for a while on the bus. When we reached the bottom of the South China Tower, I felt that all of us were like a lively and jumping turkey. What are you talking about? Oh, so everyone is talking about games. They said, "Which game do you like best?" ……
During that half-day time, we played many games, such as: courtyard design, visiting the museum of ancient books ... but my course in most relationships is making exquisite heat shrinkable sheets (this course is the first class). First of all, we got a heat shrinkable sheet of about 8 * 5cm, and the teacher taught us to draw our favorite patterns on the heat shrinkable sheet, such as Mimi, HelloKitty, Totoro ... I drew a lovely and delicate seven-color flower, why should I draw seven-color flowers? Because I think the seven-color flower is very beautiful, and I always think it is my mascot! It says "Come on!" These two words mean that I need to refuel in my study, speed and exercise ... I think my heat shrinkable sheet will be very beautiful. Then I use a punch to make a small hole in the top of the heat shrinkable sheet. Then we took a pink heat shrinkable machine (200 degrees Celsius! It seems that I blew on the heat shrinkable sheet for 15 minutes, and I still have to press my mini heat shrinkable sheet with a thick pressing plate (it takes 15 minutes). Finally, put the small chain in the small hole on the mini heat shrinkable sheet, and a delicate and beautiful mini heat shrinkable sheet is finished!
I am very proud, because I finished it quickly, while others didn't. So I waited patiently for my unfinished classmate, and sure enough, a classmate finished his/her heat shrinkable sheet immediately. I wandered around the classroom and found Cheng Yating drawing lovely white on his heat-shrinkable paper, decorated with love. It's beautiful. So I gave her a thumb.
I think it's fun to make heat shrinkable sheets. I will draw them more creatively, more fun and more difficult in the future.
Next time, I will definitely take my family to visit South China City.
One night, I fell asleep in a daze. I dreamed that I went to the suburbs to play alone and got lost. I cried sadly. At this moment, an immortal grandfather with a white beard appeared and took me to a beautiful garden.
"Don't cry," said Grandpa Fairy. "Let me give you this colorful flower." I dried my tears and looked at it. It turned out to be a seven-color flower. Each petal has a color, which is yellow, red, blue, green, orange, purple and cyan.
"Just tear off a petal and sing a ballad, and it will do whatever it wants." Grandpa Fairy taught me to sing that ballad, and as soon as I learned it, Grandpa Fairy disappeared. I wanted to have a try, so I tore off a yellow petal and threw it out. I sang, "Petals fly, fly west, fly east, fly south, fly north, turn around and take me home."
Back to the door in the blink of an eye.
I walked into the house and heard the news report that the earthquake made many people homeless. I tore off a red petal and sang "... let the earthquake stop forever." After a while, I heard on the news that the earthquake stopped instantly. People live a happy life again.
I walked out of the door and saw someone destroying flowers and trees. I quickly tore off a blue petal "... let people not destroy flowers and trees." "People immediately stopped destroying flowers and trees, and a vibrant scene appeared in front of them.
I walked into the forest and saw two people catching birds. I quickly tore off a green petal and sang, "... let people stop hurting birds. "So, people didn't hurt birds. Birds fly freely in the sky.
When I came to the countryside, I saw a little boy looking for wild vegetables in Tanobe. He is so poor that he can't even eat, so he can only rely on wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger. I tore off an orange petal and sang, "... get this boy out of poverty. "The child is no longer poor.
As soon as I turned around, I saw that the farmers' fields were cracked. I tore off a purple petal and sang, "... let the land stop drying. "Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sun, the rain poured down, the land became wet, and the farmer's uncle smiled.
I was walking on the road and saw a little girl crying sadly. It turned out that the little girl was lost. I quickly tore off the last blue and white petal and sang, "Little petal, fly, fly from west to east, fly from north to south, turn around and let the little girl go home." The little girl went home and became good friends with me. We play games together.
Bouncing and bouncing, suddenly a "ding, ding" sound woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and got up and opened them. It turned out that dad's cell phone rang. I had a sweet dream.
Some people say that books are "longevity fruit", while others say that books are "bread" full of wisdom. However, I think this book is a "seven-color flower" with wisdom and fragrance. Like a breeze stroking my cheeks, birds singing happily and recalling my childhood, I can't help feeling happy.
When I was in kindergarten, I had already started reading. At that time, I only knew a few words. With the help of my mother and kindergarten teachers, I gradually finished reading several simple picture books. This picture book is my first reading. What impressed me the most was the story of a tadpole looking for his mother. When I read that tadpoles treat turtles as their mothers, I thought they were tadpoles' mothers! Looking back now, how naive I was!
In grade one or two, I was addicted to fairy tales, such as Grimm's fairy tales, Andersen's fairy tales, Arabian Nights ... At that time, I also swallowed books, and I passed when I met words I didn't know. Mainly reading stories, very "unsophisticated".
Gradually, in the third grade, the teacher asked us to read some famous books. My mother bought me a copy of Mr Ye Shengtao's Scarecrow. A seed, through the hands of many people, finally bloomed; A buttonwood tree left her mother to "explore" ... These stories made me think. As long as I have a book in my hand, I forget all about eating and sleeping.
By the fifth grade, ordinary short stories could not satisfy my appetite, so I began to read novels. Like Shen's Dream of the Wolf King and Cao Wenxuan's Straw House ... I read them with relish. As long as I have a book in my hand, my heart will be at ease.
Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." After reading a lot of books, I began to get the gift of reading. I remember once writing a composition entitled "Campaign Storm". I was so excited that I thought hard for a long time and wrote three pages. I contrast my mood with the scenery and describe the movements, language and demeanor of the characters to the fullest. The words accumulated by ordinary people have played a role similar to yeast.
I love reading, I have tasted the happiness of reading, and I smell the wisdom and fragrance of "seven-colored flowers". I believe that this "seven-color flower" will always shine and smell fragrant.
My students should have heard such a story. Once upon a time, there was a little girl who had a seven-color flower. She realized seven wishes with these seven petals. What a wonderful thing! Ever since my mother told me this magical story, I have always wanted to have such a seven-color flower, because with it, my wish can be realized.
If I really have the first piece, I want to see the blind people all over the world again, let them open their eyes, see the patient care of their loved ones, and see the green grass and flowers on the earth. Let them bid farewell to the darkness, let them feel the happiness of life and enjoy the ups and downs of life like us.
If there is a second film, I want all disabled people to live a normal life like us. Because God is unfair to them, they are all people living on the earth. Why should they suffer such a great disaster and pain? Therefore, I want them to make a sound, so that they are no longer different in the eyes of normal people, so that they can raise their heads bravely and confidently and spend every day happily.
If I really have it, I will use the third petal to help those children who are out of school return to school, because those eager eyes, those pure and beautiful hearts, and that thirst for knowledge is so strong that people shed tears of sympathy. However, students who don't listen carefully in class can be seen everywhere. Shouldn't you reflect: sitting in this spacious and bright classroom, being carefully taught by the teacher, but not knowing how to cherish it, and those children who are out of school are eager for a teacher to teach them to read and write, even in the open air, they will be very satisfied. It is more difficult for them to study in the same environment as ours. I hope my petal can help them go back to school, go back to school and study as hard as I do in a good environment. Fourth, I want to turn over a new leaf to those who have committed crimes and make them all useful people ... Seventh, I hope our motherland will become more beautiful and prosperous!
Although this can't come true, if we work together, then my wish will come true!