Pigeons, one of the most common flying animals, wrote 600 words. It can be seen everywhere on windowsills, roofs and parks.
Don't underestimate this little pigeon. There are many kinds of pigeons, including carrier pigeons, meat pigeons and ornamental pigeons. They symbolize peace and are called "messengers of peace". In order to observe them carefully, one sunny afternoon, I took my mother to Zijingshan Park. As soon as we arrived at the park, we saw pigeons flying towards us like a flock of birds, as if greeting us! Some of them are pacing leisurely on the grass. Most of them are white and flawless, and a few are black and shiny. There is also a black and white body in the middle, wearing a "little gray hat" on his head! A pigeon landed on the grass not far from us. I crouched behind a big stone and watched quietly. Pigeons have short legs, but they are chubby and stagger.
Pigeons are even cuter, cooing, just like people are hungry. Its neck is thicker. Small head, red eyes and full of energy. Its wings are relatively large, and it can fly freely in the blue sky with a few flapping wings. "Are you tired of squatting here?" My mother gave me two packs of pigeon food. "Feed the pigeons," said her mother. "Long live!" I shouted, then flew to the grass, poured pigeon food into my palm, and then reached out to catch pigeons. As soon as the dove saw the food, she held her head high like a general and strode towards it. Although its mouth is sharp and curved, the hand that pecked it didn't hurt at all. I had a brainwave and put pigeon food on my left arm. I didn't expect the pigeon to fly to my left arm to get food and flap its wings-fly! "This guy!" I looked at the rest of the pigeon food, and almost all two packages of pigeon food were eaten by that pigeon! ouch
Happy times are always so short. In the evening, flocks of pigeons flapped their wings and flew back to the pigeon house. In the afterglow of the sunset, this scene was beautiful.
I love lotus, its beauty and smallness, its beauty and faint fragrance.
No, our family entered the Lotus Mountain, stepped into the Lotus Wonderland and enjoyed the elegant lotus.
The catkins reflect the lotus flowers, which are swaying and dancing in the green ocean ... Suddenly, a lotus fairy came slowly from the fog, and she was dressed up in the lake. Not far away, the two geese on the small bamboo raft swayed slowly with the melody of the wind, and even the golden monkey scrambled to jump down from the mountain to enjoy the lotus!
That little red desk is as sweet as a girl's smiling face; White lotus shyly hid under the lotus leaf and opened an incomparable smile; Misaki Nit? lotus is in bud; There is also a kind of lotus, which is better than roses, with pink in white and yellow in yellow. It is very beautiful. There are two ducks in the water discussing the beauty of lotus. Look! Among the trees, there are two children holding books, quietly enjoying the fragrant lotus. Lavender lotus stands gracefully on the lotus leaf that has just been bathed, like an elegant fairy, welcoming small fish and turtles. Suddenly, a little white suddenly appeared in a piece of green. Looking intently, it turned out to be a little white lotus playing hide-and-seek with its friends!
Looking around, a pink lotus came into my eyes, and the flowers really opened! Among the blossoming lotus flowers, it is the only one that blooms the highest and most brightly, and even the petals are close to it, which is the only one among many lotus flowers.
In the lake, the petals jump into the embrace of the lake, and the lotus flowers are beautiful!
I was fascinated and looked at them quietly, as if I were also a lotus flower, or standing on a mirror-like lake, or quietly hiding in a group of lush lotus leaves, or smiling, playing with small fish and turtles, or intoxicated by this wonder. ...
This is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient Chinese people, which embodies the sweat and wisdom of the ancient people. This is the pride of the ancients, but also the pride of us in China! Let's gather our strength and make contributions to the bright future of our motherland!
The first ray of sunshine at dawn sneaked on my floor through the curtains. I opened the curtain lazily, and a touch of red suddenly jumped into my eyes. The plum blossoms in the yard are in bloom!
I quickly got up and looked at it carefully. The wet flower mud told me that it rained last night. On a cold winter night, plum blossoms struggled in the cold wind and rain and produced beautiful flowers. You see, the crimson petals are slightly upturned, tightly clustered and layered. The warm crimson seems to overflow in the next second. Pale yellow stamens are shy and do not compete with petals. They are hidden in the heart of flowers, but they are dazzling! I took a deep breath and a faint fragrance rushed to my nose. It's really "don't brag about lewdness, just leave the air full of dry Kun". I stroked the petals, and they stood proudly under my hands, showing me the strength and beauty after the storm.
On such a cold day, there are no elegant peonies and no noble and elegant chrysanthemums. I'm afraid only plum blossoms bloom quietly in the cold wind and rain! It is petite and weak, but it is the most beautiful flower in winter! No wonder Chen Huiying, a female writer, wrote in her works: "The flowers next to her are probably in warm spring, but she is different. The more the wind oppresses the snow, the more energetic and delicate the flowers are. She has the most character, soul and backbone! " How many plum blossom-like figures have emerged in China for thousands of years! Wen Tianxiang, a national hero, recruited insurgents and resolutely resisted the Yuan Dynasty. Unfortunately, he was later arrested and wrote a famous sentence, "Who has not died since ancient times has died heroically." The eternal "Jiang Jie" in people's hearts, indomitable in the face of the enemy's torture, shouted: "The bamboo pole is made of bamboo, and the will to produce party member is made of steel." Her heroic spirit of being fearless in times of crisis is also a portrayal of plum blossom spirit!
Plum blossom, I applaud you. You are "pretty but not striving for spring, only reporting spring"; Meihua, I cheer for you. You are "the stronger the storm, the strongest the integrity in the flower"; Plum blossom, I applaud you. You "have a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and you know nothing about the cold" ... life is bound to have "wind, frost, rain and snow". We should also draw strength from plum blossoms and be a strong and unyielding person!
If the peach blossom representing spring is delicate and lovely, the lotus flower stained with soil is the representative of summer, and the plum blossom blooming alone by Ling Cold is the messenger of winter, then the delicate and charming chrysanthemum should be the symbol of autumn!
Autumn is not my favorite season, but chrysanthemum is my favorite flower. I like chrysanthemums, because they are incomparable beauty!
There is a big chrysanthemum in my grandfather's yard. Originally it was a osmanthus tree, and the fragrance of autumn flowers always made me dizzy. I begged grandpa to change another flower. No, just chrysanthemums
Now, I go to grandpa's house and see clusters of chrysanthemums dancing in the wind with the songs of the girls. Most of these chrysanthemums are golden yellow and pink-some are deep and some are shallow, and some are big and small, which is very casual. The lovely "fluffy head" is so heavy that she can't stand up straight, just like a shy little girl with a red face and low head; The pale yellow flower is always in bud, and it seems that it is still sleeping late. I can't help but guess her smiling face in full bloom; On the corner, a white chrysanthemum is blooming alone, and the wind is blowing, swaying a delicate and touching dance. How beautiful!
I like chrysanthemum not only because of its appearance, but also because of its personality.
Chrysanthemum is one of the "gentlemen in flowers", and some people call it a "hermit in flowers". It is said that this title originated from Tao Yuanming, a poet in Jin Dynasty, who spent all his days with chrysanthemums after he lived in seclusion, so later generations gave him the name of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely".
The poem "It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower has no flowers" is the truest portrayal of chrysanthemum frost in full bloom. Chrysanthemum does not compete with flowers in spring, lotus in summer and wintersweet. They, only in their rustling autumn, quietly bloom with quiet beauty, dazzling but not noisy, stunning but not unassuming! Although there is no refreshing fragrance of flowers, there is no fruitful autumn harvest. I am amazed at the baptism of autumn rain, the dancing spirit that washed away the lead and burned out life!
Thank you, chrysanthemum! With you, the bleak autumn is brighter. With you, the wind and frost are no longer fearless!
Some people like rich peony, some people like cold-resistant winter plums, some people like autumn chrysanthemums in Ao Shuang, some people like delicate roses, and I only like morning glory that looks inconspicuous.
In the community, the walls along the road are covered with morning glory. There are also morning glories in our yard, climbing along bamboo poles or twine, occupying a large area next to the carport.
Morning glory is also called morning glory. When it first came out, its leaves were small and furry, and there was a short and thin layer of white hair on the tiny leaves. Morning glory grows very fast. The night before, it was just a tender head the size of a mung bean. When I got up early, I had pulled out a new belt two or three inches long, which was decorated with one or two small leaves covered with fine white hairs. Petiole is a bud whose shape can only be recognized, and its top has a tender head the size of mung bean.
I only knew this plant was called morning glory before, but I don't know how it climbed up. I noticed that morning glory has hands this year. Its hand grows on the stem, and where the petiole grows on the stem, it will grow thin vines. The vine of morning glory is its hand. Morning glory's hand is wrapped around a bamboo pole or a thin hemp rope. The light green head seems to be still, but in fact it has been turned up. It used to go this way. Stop and look at it later. It will go that way. When the morning glory blooms, the leaves are as big as the palms, and the morning glory is like an open umbrella.
In the early morning, when I walk on my way to school, I may see all kinds of morning glory blooming among the green leaves. Morning glory is not as gorgeous as peony, nor as fragrant as jasmine, but its spirit of not being afraid of fatigue and being brave in climbing always urges me to work hard. This is my favorite morning glory.
I love morning glory is a lyric prose. The sentence "I love the inconspicuous morning glory" naturally leads to the following sentence, which is simple and emotional. Highlighted the characteristics of morning glory, lifelike.
Winter is the season when cherry blossoms bloom. It was snowing heavily and drizzling. What a romantic picture of cherry blossoms flying snow.
The petals of cherry blossoms are white and red, red and white. Under the roar of the cold wind, under the cover of ice and snow, under the splash of rain, the budding flower bones exude a faint fragrance, which is refreshing. Those clouds, clusters, strings, light pink, dark pink, milky white … it's dizzying! Clusters of blooming red cherry blossoms are as red as bleached, and set off by reddish leaves, they look like the morning glow from a distance. The stripes on the green leaves are layered, which makes people feel dazzling, as if a slender beard is rippling on it. The flower bones on the branches are different, and they seem to be full of infinite curiosity about the outside world: some just bloom, pink and tender like a baby's smiling face, and they can't stand any wind and rain, but they are still lovable; And the blooming cherry blossoms-like a group of lively and lovely children, constitute a rich and interesting happy paradise, endless; Also like a slim girl, swaying, looking full of vitality and so graceful.
The petals of cherry blossoms are beautiful and pure, and the layers of petals are like a sandwich bun. Among the petals, the stamens are like sunflowers, fluttering in the wind and graceful. The edge of the petal is surrounded by a group of dots, which looks lively and lovely. I can't describe the color of petals in words, saying that it is like jade and so ice-carved; Let's say it looks like Baoyu. It looks so tender and elastic. Petals as thin as paper seem to release enough water with a gentle pinch. The stamens of the petals are about an inch long, just like bright sunflowers blooming in the wind, which seems to show its elegant appearance. Watching these cherry blossoms swaying in the wind, I seem to have become a cherry blossom fairy.
In the faint sunshine, the wind blows gently, romantic cherry blossoms bloom in front of my window, and there is a touch of Ayabeni in the sunshine on the petals, and the red color deeply enters my heart. Cherry blossoms will not linger for anyone and will not stop for anyone; She is beautiful, but she is also unfortunate. On the seventh day of cherry blossoms, it took only sixteen days from blooming to complete withering. In just 16 days, the beauty was so vividly interpreted. Cherry blossoms fly and fall until the branches are empty. But that day happened to be the day when I started school.
The rough jade when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom and the prosperous time when the cherry blossoms are dying are all perfect masterpieces of the creator. Cherry blossoms, my beautiful dream. ...
Write a 600-word composition 7 "Wildfire has never consumed them, and they are tall again in the spring breeze." This poem was written by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, praising the tenacious vitality of grass. Indeed, grass is tenacious, and no matter how big the fire is, it will not die, because its roots are buried in the soil, which is called fire without roots. There is another reason why grass is tenacious. With a little soil, she can grow. You see, there is grass on the roof, cracks in tiles, cracks in rocks, garbage, walls, shaft walls and so on.
The lawn of our campus is covered with all kinds of grass. There are grass like chicken feet, grass like fans, and grass like sawtooth; Some of these grasses are light green, some are dark green, some are green in yellow, and some are yellow in green; The grass feels hard, soft and fluffy. How comfortable! Smell the fishy smell. It still smells good.
Spring has come, and the grass is so tender, so weak and so green. Looking from a distance, it is a green ocean. If you look closer, you can't see clearly. It's really "the rain in the sky is as slippery as crisp, and the grass looks close, but there is nothing"!
Summer is coming, the sun is burning and the grass is flourishing. When the wind blows, the grass dances with Sister Butterfly, as if competing for the most beautiful dance. Children roll on it, play hide-and-seek and play football ... When no one is around, the lawn becomes a paradise for small animals. Woodpeckers are looking for bugs to eat, magpies are having a song together, and butterflies are dancing. After a rain, insects played hide-and-seek under the cover of grass.
Autumn has come, the leaves have fallen, and the grass on the lawn has become Huang Cancan's, a Yellow Sea. The grass seems to say, "Little animals, winter is coming. Get ready for the winter! " "
Winter came, and snow covered the earth. On the lawn, the grass fell asleep with a snow-white quilt. He had a sweet dream: when spring came, Aunt Magpie held a dance competition, and specially invited Xiaocao girl, who also won the first prize in the competition! She wore a crown, and she was beautiful at that time.
The grass on the campus lawn is so tenacious and lovely. I play on it every day, which makes me feel extremely happy. Grass, you make our campus so beautiful. I love you, Grass.
One day, when I came home from school, I saw my mother buy many chickens. These chicks are less than the size of a fist, and they are all furry and have different colors. There are white, yellow, black and white, with a sharp mouth and small claws. Under the sunshine, it looks even more lovely! They run around the yard all day, jumping and laughing, just like us naughty children. How cute! There is a chicken whose white and yellow feathers are dotted with many small spots, just like "Little Plum Blossoms". What's more interesting is that its round eyes and face are covered with a circle of small dark brown feathers, which seems to be painted by the artist on purpose. There is also a chicken, which looks strange. Its black body is round. Except for little wings's white feathers, it is all black: black eyes, black mouth and black chicken feet. Don't pay attention to it, you think it has no eyes! I carefully held a chicken in my hand, but it was like a naughty child, jumping in my hand and grabbing my palm with its claws. It really itches! I giggled with itching!
Every morning, chickens chirp in the cage, as if shouting, "Open the door quickly! Open the door! We are going out to play. " As soon as my mother opened the door, she rushed into the yard. Some are flapping their wings, others are stretching their calves and doing "broadcast gymnastics" seriously. I couldn't wait to get some millet to feed them, but they were not timid at all, chirping and eating it up quickly. Some even pecked their wings with their mouths, as if scratching themselves.
At noon, the sun shines warmly on the earth. Most of the full-fed chickens squatted on the ground to rest. Only one or two restless "troublemakers" stood under a small tree for a while, and then ran to the debris pile to rummage.
In the evening, when the sun went down, the chickens consciously ran to the henhouse and shouted, as if to say, "Let's go in! Let us in! " As soon as the mother opened the cage door, the chicks didn't pay attention to organizational discipline, and couldn't wait to rush into the cage, next to each other and snuggle up to each other, which made them particularly affectionate and happy.
Spongebob recently built a school, because the last time Spongebob tested Patrick's intelligence with an intelligence test in a magazine, it was found that Patrick's intelligence was negative 200. Spongebob was surprised, because his intelligence was 20xx, and he decided to make up lessons for Patrick.
School is about to start, and Patrick is still in a daze. Spongebob will show him the textbook in the future, but Pai Da Xing seems not to hear it. Spongebob is very sad, but after thinking about it, he thinks that people should face life optimistically. Why not be happy? So he pulled himself together and continued to enroll students.
Soon, Spongebob enrollment ended and the school officially opened. Spongebob entrusts the art teacher, the music teacher William, the physical education teacher Sandy, the math teacher, the Chinese teacher, and the author Miss Li, whom he invited as an English teacher, to count the number of students in the school and see if anyone calls in sick. After reading it, they all said they were here.
Start class. Pearl Krabs is having a Chinese class. Among the students, only Pai Daxing didn't listen. Pearl Krabs was so absorbed in class that he didn't notice Patrick who was in a daze. Patrick, he is too conscientious. He didn't listen to a word in class for a month in a row. Needless to say, every time the teacher doesn't watch the exam, he gets a zero. Spongebob was very sad after reading the test paper, and decided not to go to the crab Akin and go to math class.
On Tuesday, Spongebob stepped onto the platform and said, "Today we are going to catch jellyfish." The students are all very excited, not to mention Bai Daxing. He heard these words for the first time since the beginning of school. By the time monitor Lili took everyone to the jellyfish farm, Paidaxing had already flown, probably because he hadn't caught jellyfish for a long time. Spongebob thinks so. After a while, when Spongebob took everyone to play and learn, Pai Daxing learned best. He answered questions actively and studied well. Spongebob looked very happy. A month later, Patrick got 100 in all the exams. In this way, Spongebob's Spongebob School became a famous underwater school, and Patrick became much smarter.