I stood on the shelf in front of my desk in the room. You can clearly see with the naked eye that I am covered in dust. Now I just need a big guy with eight legs to run to my side and weave a net. Yes, you are not mistaken. I used to be the little master's favorite toy.

Those cheerful people on the bed hold their heads high, which seems to be a kind of ridicule to me: "Hey, old man, it's time for you to quit the young master's room."

I didn't speak, because I used to stay by the bed. I still remember the happy expression on my young master's face when he just bought it back. Just like now, he lifted it happily, circled in the sky and dived again. Young master's eyes are full of joy.

I will hold it when I sleep, and I will hold it when I eat, and my hand will never leave. I once laughed at another worn-out toy in that corner, just like the joy now.

However, after a long time, other fresh things are constantly replacing the position of the bedside and constantly putting things on the shelf. I just watched silently, as if the movie had been watched over and over again and replayed over and over again.

Handmade, this article feels a little sad. So for reference only.

2. Spider-Man My favorite composition 600 Fallen leaves, my favorite.

I like cherry blossoms like clouds and fog, and I like the elegance and exquisiteness of lilies. But in this colorful, I love nothing more than fallen leaves.

Leaves are just a foil to flowers. Many people say that leaves are born to set off the beautiful face of flowers. However, I think Ye is a loyal guard.

Leaves, with the coming of autumn, are getting thinner, dark yellow and gaunt, but they still stay among the flowers all day and refuse to leave. The cold wind in winter blew him away from the waist of the flower, and he melted into the soil, but he still did not forget to use his broken body to provide the only remaining nutrients for the flower, just for the flower to survive. But at the same time, he also left the mark of life. Resolutely protecting the fallen leaves of flowers is quite a bit of a feeling of "taking them home for me as a symbol of our love".

One still cold spring, I found it in a secluded corner-a weed covered with dust. However, I found that there is a branch in the middle of the leaves of this plant, and there is a small bud on the branch, which is carefully surrounded by these leaves. I really can't bear to let these lovely lives disappear in this cold, so I took them home to raise them.

Soon, on a sunny morning. A warm spring breeze hit the window lattice, awakening a fresh life. She smiled shyly and had no scruples at all, and the green leaves beside her looked at her with a silly smile. However, the cold winter finally came, and the green leaves withered, but they supplied their own nutrients to the flowers. Not only for the survival of flowers, but also to prove that they were alive, in order to leave traces of life.

"Falling red is a heartless thing, and turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." This is the spirit of fallen leaves.

What I love most is not only the spirit of fallen leaves, but also using it to prove my life.

Fallen leaves dare to prove their life, even such a humble life. So, what about people? Whether people have such courage. I don't know. I only know that my favorite plant is deciduous leaves.

In a trance, a fallen leaf fell into the soil and died suddenly ... Two lines of tears brushed my cheek, and I still whispered in my mouth: "Falling red is heartless, and turning into spring mud protects flowers more."

3. Spider-Man, my favorite composition, my favorite

I love golden autumn, and I love wild chrysanthemums in autumn. Every time I see the blooming wild chrysanthemums, I feel inspired and full of vitality.

On autumn mornings, I often walk briskly to the path in front of the house to enjoy autumn. At this time, what is displayed in front of me is a charming autumn color.

On both sides of this field path, countless small and exquisite wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom. They compete with each other in various postures, adding a bit of excitement and vitality to this quiet path.

You see, those wild chrysanthemums in full bloom, just like beautiful little girls, smile at you and wave to you as if welcoming you. Slowly, those buds seem to open their eyes slightly, and they are carefully looking at this colorful world. Those wild chrysanthemums that are about to wither are not dejected and listless, but stubbornly stand to the end, although they are finally blown down by the wind and shattered by the rain.

Autumn chrysanthemum has monotonous color and small branches. It doesn't have the charming fragrance of osmanthus. It's not as noble and elegant as peony, but it's very ordinary, so ordinary that you won't see it twice after reading it for the first time. But the unpretentious thing is eternal and noble, it is tenacious and unyielding, not afraid of the cold. How precious! In contrast, many flowers stopped blooming and withered prematurely before the storm came, perhaps because they fell on the soil and lamented the thinness of life.

I really want to pick a bunch of wild chrysanthemums and take them home to enjoy, but I hesitated when I saw them standing upright. Flowers inserted in vases must have a short life span and are easy to wither, which is not as heroic as wind and rain. Its most suitable position should be in the cold wind, or leave it in its original position.

The autumn wind is coming, and I feel a chill unnaturally. But when I saw those swaying wild grapes, I seemed to be inspired and accelerated the pace of progress.

4. My favorite toy keeps a diary. I have many toys, including racing cars that can run at high speed, robots that can swing and walk, and Gundam of the Three Kingdoms that can be assembled ... But my favorite is a transformers toys named Optimus Prime, which my mother bought me as a birthday present last year.

This is a movie version of Optimus Prime, wearing red and blue armor, holding a special weapon, stepping on a solid wheel, staring at the front with intense eyes, as if ready to participate in the battle with the Decepticons. Standing with other toys, it looks particularly tall and dignified.

Transformers, as the name implies, are bound to transform, and so is my Optimus Prime. The broad back is deformed front and rear wheels, the two sets of wheels at the foot are deformed rear wheels, and the whole body armor is deformed car outline. When deformed, the head has been hidden in the small space of the neck.

After the deformation is completed, it is a huge container truck, and the image difference is so great that it is difficult for you to relate the appearance before and after the deformation. I think of Optimus Prime when I am slow.

5. Spider-Man My favorite composition is 600 fallen leaves. My favorite is that cherry blossoms are like clouds and fog, and I like the elegance and exquisiteness of lilies.

But in this colorful, I love nothing more than fallen leaves. Leaves are just a foil to flowers.

Many people say that leaves are born to set off the beautiful face of flowers. be

However, I think Ye is a loyal guard. Leaves, with the coming of autumn, are getting thinner, dark yellow and gaunt, but they still stay among the flowers all day and refuse to leave.

The cold wind in winter blew him away from the waist of the flower, and he melted into the soil, but he still did not forget to use his broken body to provide the only remaining nutrients for the flower, just for the flower to survive. But at the same time, he also left the mark of life.

Resolutely protecting the fallen leaves of flowers is quite a bit of a feeling of "taking them home for me as a symbol of our love". One still cold spring, I found it in a secluded corner-a weed covered with dust.

However, I found that there is a branch in the middle of the leaves of this plant, and there is a small bud on the branch, which is carefully surrounded by these leaves. I really can't bear to let these lovely lives disappear in this cold, so I took them home to raise them. Soon, on a sunny morning.

A warm spring breeze hit the window lattice, awakening a fresh life. She smiled shyly and had no scruples at all, and the green leaves beside her looked at her with a silly smile.

However, the cold winter finally came, and the green leaves withered, but they supplied their own nutrients to the flowers. Not only for the survival of flowers, but also to prove that they were alive, in order to leave traces of life.

"Falling red is a heartless thing, and turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." This is the spirit of fallen leaves.

What I love most is not only the spirit of fallen leaves, but also using it to prove my life. Fallen leaves dare to prove their life, even such a humble life.

So, what about people? Whether people have such courage. I don't know

I only know that my favorite plant is deciduous leaves. In a trance, a fallen leaf fell into the soil and died suddenly ... Two lines of tears brushed my cheek, and I still whispered in my mouth: "Falling red is heartless, and turning into spring mud protects flowers more."

6. Write a composition of 200 or 300 words about "My favorite game (toy)". People played with toys when they were young, and I was no exception.

Compared with the toys I have played with, I like yo-yo best. I have had many yo-yos, but now only one is not broken.

There are about three kinds of yo-yos: one is a ball that comes up immediately after being thrown; One is to fall asleep after throwing it; There is also a kind of * * that will come up after being dumped. We are all used to calling dead sleep the first and the third. The second kind is called active sleep. We all like the third one because it takes a long time; Played a lot of tricks.

The shape of yo-yo can be roughly divided into two types; One has a round front; The two petals of the lateral ellipse are clamped together; Hang a rope in the middle, and the other one is the same as the last one; Only the sides are trapezoidal. It's fun because it can do some actions before the ball comes up, but I always feel that there is another feeling, but I still don't understand.

Looking at this yo-yo, I seem to see the little boy who touched the money in his hand and looked at the yo-yo on the counter when he was a child. Now I have a yo-yo, but I have no time to play.

7. Introduce my favorite toy composition My favorite toy I have many toys, but my favorite toy is a pair of ordinary magnets, which were given to me by my deskmate.

My magnet is ugly, just like a small shell. Sharp at both ends and dark in color. It feels good to touch with your hands. Sometimes, I put two magnets about two inches away and watch them suddenly suck together and make a crunching sound.

Sometimes, I throw two magnets at the same time, and they both spin, make a noise and fall from a foot high. When I throw them up, they are separated, and when I fall, they stick together tightly. I like playing with my magnet on the way after school and watching TV very much.

I like watching them suck together and listening to their wonderful voices. Once, I found a new way to play, that is, put one magnet on the glass table top and the other under the table.

I hold the magnet at the bottom in my hand to suck the magnet at the top, just like a commander commanding a soldier to turn left and right, and move the magnet at the bottom of the table vertically, and the one at the top moves back and forth very obedient. I like my magnet very much, because it brings me a lot of fun.