One day, the Monkey King and Old Master Q in the animation invited five Fuwa to travel. The five Fuwa said in unison, "Where to travel?" Old Master Q said, "Travel to the Lake of Fire." Huanhuan said, "Great, the lake of fire is just the place we dream of!" " "Then we will start tomorrow," Jingjing said excitedly.
The next morning, everyone was here, but the Monkey King was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, a white car next to me said, "Friend, I'm coming. Come in! " Friends found the Monkey King and got into the Monkey King's car. The Monkey King flew forward. In less than half an hour, we arrived at the lake of fire, and all five Fuwa couldn't help jumping into the water. While the Monkey King and Old Master Q were cooking on the shore, Old Master Q picked up a lot of dry wood nearby and piled it together. The Monkey King spit out a fire and lit the dry wood. Old Master Q took out the tableware and set the pot from the things he brought, and the Monkey King took out vegetables, meat and snacks from his backpack. Old Master Q put up his tent again.
Not only unconsciously, Fuwa has arrived at night, but Old Master Q and the Monkey King have cooked many delicious home-cooked dishes, such as birds taking off, dragons and phoenixes dancing, flowers blooming, Ma Benteng and so on. Fuwa, the Monkey King and Old Master Q had a full meal. ...
On August 28th, 2009, darkness enveloped the whole sky in Shanghai. People who fled because the North Station was blocked by the enemy flocked to the South Station. Xiaoming followed his parents in the crowd and didn't know where to go. Just when people were at a loss and panicked, they never thought that disaster was coming quietly.
Six bombers came like wild animals. People who run away will think that death will come like this. Enemy planes circled over the railway station, dropping countless bombs. In an instant, the whole railway station was in ruins. There are bodies everywhere, and there are rivers of blood, which is terrible. Only three-year-old Xiao Ming survived. Sitting on the ground full of dead bodies, crying and shouting.
Just then, another batch of bombers came, and they bombed our territory again. Xiao Ming was really frightened by this scene. The bomb exploded again and again around Xiaoming. His heart-rending cry seemed to accuse God of being cruel to the Japanese invaders. ......
Seeing this, I can't help but think of another tragic corner of the world today-Iraq. People there are also crying and longing for peace. What a disaster this war has brought us!
Stop it! War. Please listen to the voices and calls of those innocent children. Please open your eyes and look at those children. Look at their helpless eyes!
Stop it! War. Let peace and happiness exist on the earth forever! Please let the war end! Please go back to your own country! Please don't start a war again, so that the children can be happy!
The third excellent composition of Grade Four, Ten Miles of Plum Blossoms in Xiang Xue Hai, is about Chaoshan Scenic Area. This winter vacation, my family came to Chaoshan to enjoy plum blossoms.
Climbing up the mountain road, Bai Meihua came into view. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, the white plum blossoms all over the mountain are overwhelming, as if a heavy snow had covered the mountain with a quilt. If you look at each flower carefully, you will find that each flower is a handicraft: some flowers have just sprouted, just like a pearl, so full that they seem to burst; Some have unfolded two or three petals, as if a slim girl were showing her graceful dance; Some are already in full bloom, like fairy dance skirts, which are beyond description ... So many handicrafts, no two are the same. The breeze blew, and the faint fragrance was refreshing.
Further inside, you will arrive at Hongmeilin. Looking from a distance, it is like a raging fire, magnificent. As you get closer, you can see that red berries are as dazzling as rubies.
Through the red plum forest, you can see the beautiful wintersweet. The Chimonanthus praecox in Huang Chengcheng is like flawless jade. Round and round, round and round, so cute.
Unconsciously, it has gone down the mountain. I never forget to go home, but I am still immersed in the beautiful scenery of Chaoshan.
Every morning, a red glow is emitted from the horizon, which spreads around, and then there are a few more lights, and half a round of red sun sticks out like a beautiful cornucopia.
The light is getting brighter and brighter, like a golden waterfall. The red sun is getting redder and redder, as red as the skin of a newborn baby, and it is crystal clear, which makes people feel the urge to take it off. The red sun is like a beautiful and moving red pearl against the backdrop of the Xiaguang.
The red sun became bigger, showing a little gold. Clouds move slowly around, covering the body of the red sun and revealing charming brilliance. The sun immediately tried to light up every corner of the earth. At this time, the red sun is no longer shy, but has become generous. It wants people to know its infinite charm.
The sunrise has disappeared, but its beautiful and charming feeling still exists in my mind, which keeps me intoxicated here. The feeling of sunrise is amazing. Watching the sunrise, my heart is alive again!
It's a sunny winter afternoon, and the wind is a little strong, but it can't stop pedestrians from running around.
I'm going to an interest class. When I was crossing the street, I saw a picture: there was an old lady who looked about 60 years old on the sidewalk with a bag in her hand. Her face was haggard and her cloudy eyes were so frightened. Grandma may be in poor health and a little unstable in the cold wind. Because there are no traffic lights on this section of the road, the grandmother stood in front of the zebra crossing and waited for a long time, watching the cars speeding by one after another, and there was no chance to cross the road at all. I feel that she is shivering in the cold wind.
At this time, I saw the 7 1 bus stop at the zebra crossing, and several private cars stopped beside it. I saw the old woman limping across the street from the bus. She bent down and the two bags of vegetables in her hand seemed heavy. I saw a young uncle running over, holding the two bags of vegetables in his hand and saying to her, "Let me help you cross the street." She helped her grandmother cross the street.
The bus driver doesn't know grandma, and neither does my uncle, but I can see their love. This cold winter afternoon, I saw a warm picture, and a warm flower bloomed unconsciously in my heart. ...
On the afternoon of the solar eclipse, I had dinner with my mother. Suddenly, it was getting dark and the room was dark. I don't understand what happened. My mother called me, "Come on, come and watch the eclipse." I couldn't wait to run to the balcony and have a look. The sun is obscured by a black circle. It looks like a dark disk with a faint light around it.
I remember people often say that the dog ate the moon. I wonder if Tengu ate the sun? I immediately ran to ask my mother, and she told me, "This is a solar eclipse that only occurs once in many years."
"Is the black circle an official?" Mother said, "That's the moon between the sun and us. The circle we see is the moon. "
Oh, I finally understand what an eclipse is. Gradually, gradually, the sun came out, like a crescent moon and a boat.
After a while, the sun finally showed its round face again and the ground lit up again. Comment: I hope you can find more natural magic in the future.
She wears a pair of croissants and always has a bright smile on her white face. She is wearing a white coat, blue trousers and black cloth shoes. She is Fangfang and loves to help others.
Fangfang moved to Miao village a while ago because her father went to work in Miao village. An old lady in her seventies lives next door to Fangfang. Grandma's children are all working in other places, and there is little time to visit grandma. Grandma is very ill. These days, grandma's clothes and pants have been put in wooden barrels for several days. Fangfang often saw these dirty clothes when she was at school.
Today, Fangfang just came home from school and finished her homework and flew to grandma's house. She gently picked up the bucket, crept out of grandma's house and came to the pond to wash clothes again. Grandma's clothes are so big and heavy that Fangfang can't carry them. After her efforts, grandma's clothes were finally washed by Fangfang. At that time, Miao village was in the middle of winter, the water in the pond was cold and cold, and Fangfang's hands were red with cold, but she didn't care at all.
After the clothes were washed quickly, Fangfang returned to her grandmother's house and hung them carefully on the bamboo pole. I don't know when grandma came out of the room, hugged Fangfang and said excitedly, "Good boy, you are really my good granddaughter!" " "Fangfang's two hands are rubbing her apron.
At this moment, a Xia Hong has crept up Fangfang's face, and she looks even more beautiful.
How wonderful it is to listen to the sound of the wind.
Whenever I am happy, I look out from the balcony window. At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew, with the sweetness of flowers and the fragrance of grass. The wind is mild. Softness makes young trees laugh and streams sing. I wonder if there is another world here under this endless blue sky. Then my mother came in, and I asked my mother curiously,' Mom, is there another world here?' Mother smiled and said,' There is no other world here.' I said to my mother,' Can I go down and play?' My mother said to me,' OK, go ahead.' I don't know what happened next. The wind swept the fallen leaves by the roadside, the roof and my side. I can feel its sadness. But as long as you look up at the distant sky, you can see hope.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, which was very cool and made me feel how beautiful the wind was.
Excellent composition of Grade 49 "Tomb-Sweeping Day is many inches, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Tomb-Sweeping Day this year is Thursday, April 4th. Our family drove to our hometown-Chaoyang Gulao to worship our ancestors. Cars lined up all the way and ran to the cemetery.
This is my first time to visit the grave. On the way, I have been thinking about how much I look forward to the cemetery on the mountain. Finally, I arrived at my destination. I couldn't wait to rush up, but it rained and the Tianshan slope was too slippery, and I fell on my face and chewed the mud. I got up, and my mother looked at it and said, "Grandpa, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you have to walk slowly on the hillside." I listened to my mother and walked slowly. There are many fruit trees on the mountain: Myrica rubra, apple tree, banana tree, olive tree ... Myrica rubra hangs on the tree, some apples are as red as children who drink a lot of wine, and bananas are like boats hanging on the tree. The air is so fresh!
Walking and walking, we finally reached grandma's grave. We cleared the weeds in front of the grave, then put the tributes and paper money in front of grandma's grave, lit incense and began to worship. My mother murmured, so she put the incense sticks in the soil, then we lit some wood, and then put the paper money in the fire to burn. Finally, we lit firecrackers, knocked our heads three times, packed our things and went home.
There are so many people worshipping their ancestors on the mountain, and the echoes of paper money and firecrackers are everywhere. Today's mountains are really lively!
After returning home, I was all wet, but I was still very happy, because I learned a lot from this grave sweeping.
There is a person in our class, and I admire him very much. He is tall, but thin with bright black hair. This man is Wendy Ding.
He is a veritable "basketball master" in our class. One day, we played on the playground. Suddenly, Wendy Ding Ran came up and said, "Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wang, let's play basketball together!" " "Wang and I said with one voice," good! "Let's go to the stadium together. Xiaoding said," You two are a team. Come and compete with me! " "I said to Xiao Wang," Good! Who's afraid of who? You think you are awesome, don't you? "Xiaoding said," Don't bother, let's get started! "
Here we go. Xiaoding grabbed the ball first. We have been defending him, and we have hardly given him any space. In desperation, he shot hard and scored 2-0. This time we serve, and I break through with the ball. Xiaoding came running like a gust of wind. I immediately passed it to Xiao Wang, who saw the opportunity and threw it hard. Somehow, Xiaoding suddenly appeared from behind me, a "big guy", with a bang. The ball bounced off the backboard. Xiaoding was quick-witted, grabbed the ball and made a three-step layup. Wow, Xiao Wang and I were shocked. We looked at him with adoring eyes and asked in surprise, "Why are you so powerful?" Xiaoding smiled and said, "Because I am an expert!"
This is the person I admire-a veritable "basketball player".
1 1 On that day, I went to the park to enjoy flowers. I smelled a fragrance as soon as I entered the door. I hurried to Meiyuan.
Plum blossoms bloom a lot, and the branches are only flowers without leaves. The plum blossoms on the branches are in full bloom, and some have just opened two or three petals, like a shy little girl. Some petals are all spread out, revealing bright yellow flower hearts, while others are blooming, looking like small buttons from a distance. Some seem to have lost their flowers, as if they had given their last fragrance to others.
There are so many plum blossoms, one with a bright spot and the other with a gesture. Look at this beautiful one and see which one is more beautiful. Who painted her so beautifully? That painter is really handy.
I love not only the fragrance of plums, but also their spirit that fragrance comes from bitter cold.
Plum blossoms are not only non-demonic; Not only is it a quiet and elegant fragrance; It is not only an ancient and exquisite gesture; This is also its noble quality: Ao Shuang's angry snow, cold ling's independence and unyielding mood.
A gust of wind blew, and I suddenly felt like a plum blossom, dancing in the wind, and Xiang Xue was open. Bees tell me the joy of picking honey in the morning, and butterflies tell me the dream I had last night. ...
I love you! That arrogant plum blossom.
12, excellent composition in the fourth grade, an animal with a wretched shape and sneaky movements.
In the mouse family, we are the most common mice. Mus musculus, also known as house mouse, zokor, house mouse and Mickey mouse, is relatively small, with a body length of about 60-80 mm and a great change in coat color. The life span of mice is very short, the average age is only two to two and a half years old, and those who live to three years old are already very weak; Individuals who live to be four or five years old are really the "longevity stars" in the mouse world. Because mice have a short life span, their reproductive ability is extremely strong. It has been calculated that a pair of mice will reproduce continuously within one year. If you don't count the dead individuals, their offspring can reach three. More than 50 thousand
This huge "rat army" eats almost everything, and about 1/5 of the world's grain is filled into its stomach every year. Not only that, they also bring more than 20 kinds of deadly diseases, including plagues, so they are mortal enemies of mankind.
Rats have a great characteristic: they eat more hard things and less soft things. It's not that mice like to chew hard things like boards, but they don't like to eat food like bread. This is also a very helpless thing for them, because their teeth grow rapidly and will continue to grow, so they can only grind their teeth by gnawing hard things like wood blocks. Let's imagine that if they only eat soft food, their teeth will remain closed until they penetrate the upper jaw and die.
In a word, mice are disgusting animals and mortal enemies of mankind. We want Qixin to destroy it.
Everyone has dreams, but what about me? I may just be a lonely ordinary person. Dad said that when I was young, I would have dreams when I grew up, and I sometimes believe it. I think: a child won't have any dreams! I can only smile and keep my tears in my heart. I don't know how painful it is. Maybe ... maybe there will be no more dreams.
Sometimes, I often lie prone on the window and think, what is my dream? Do I have my own dreams? But every time I think about it, I will leave tears of pain. I had a dream before. I want to be a painter. I haven't had a dream since that happened. It was a night when my parents and I went to eat hot pot. Father suddenly asked, "Han Han, what do you want to be when you grow up?" I naively said, "I want to be a painter." "What's so good about painters?" This sentence broke my dream and my heart was empty. Every time I think about it, I hide in the corner and cry.
Will the dream never disappear? No, no matter what difficulties we meet, don't be afraid. Reach out and open the clouds in your heart, gently, like pieces of ice floes on the water. At this time, the sun in the sky will naturally appear, illuminate your heart, and hope will appear again. If you don't believe in yourself, you will never succeed. When this thing is done halfway, it means success. At this time, if you want to give up halfway, there is no hope.
The trunk of a willow is as thick as an elephant's leg. Its fine roots must be firmly rooted in the soil and will not be shaken regardless of wind and rain. Willow branches are many, covered with dense crescent leaves, dark green old leaves, light green new leaves, slippery.
Spring has come, and the willow tree stands by the lake like a beautiful girl, showing its elegant appearance. A breeze blew and the girl's hair blew onto the lake. It turns out that Miss Liu also loves beauty and is dressing up by the lake. Really beautiful!
In summer, the scorching sun makes people too hot to go out. You see, there are few pedestrians in the street, only willows are still standing on both sides of the road to shade the children playing. How worthy of our praise is the silent dedication of willow!
Autumn has come, and the autumn wind has quietly blown the willow leaves yellow. A chilly autumn wind blows to the willow tree, and small golden leaves fall down. In a short time, the earth is like a thick down jacket. With these leaves to keep warm, Mother Earth must be very warm in autumn!
In winter, the cold wind blows hard, and the leaves of many big trees have fallen to their roots, and willow trees are no exception. Trees are covered with dead branches and leaves, which will become nutrients for the coming year.
Willow, you have all kinds of gestures of the four seasons. How beautiful!
There is a small park in the west of my home-Baiyintan Park, which is a beautiful place.
In spring, the trees in the park grow new branches and green leaves. Spring breeze combs the flexible branches of willow trees, flowers and plants emerge from the ground, the ice and snow in the lake melt, everywhere is green and full of vitality! People also put on thick winter clothes and colorful spring clothes to make spring more beautiful!
In summer, trees grow luxuriantly, dense layers of branches and leaves block people's sight, and grass grows luxuriantly. During the day, when the sun is high, people can enjoy the cool under the trees. At night, the lights are flashing, people are everywhere in the square, children are laughing, and adults are walking or dancing to the music.
In autumn, the leaves are changed into "new clothes": some are red and some are *. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves fly all over the sky and fall like a colorful carpet. People feel cool, and autumn wind brings people information about winter.
In winter, snowflakes fly in the air and thick snow hangs on trees. Yushu is beautiful! There is a thick "snow blanket" on the ground, which will make a "crunching" sound when walking on it. Children often make snowmen and have snowball fights here, adding new vitality to the small park in winter!
The beautiful four seasons in the small park are different, which makes people linger. Don't you want to play here?