Electric fan and cattail leaf fan composition 1 summer night, the hosts all entered a sweet dream.
There is a voice in the living room.
The electric fan glanced at the shabby cattail leaf fan lying on the chair and thought that this stupid guy occupied all the space. Just thinking, an inexplicable anger leaps in the heart of the electric fan. The electric fan shook the fan hard. As soon as the fan opened his sleepy eyes, he heard the electric fan nagging, "You lazy pig, you know it's useless to sleep." Look at me, I am not only beautiful and generous in appearance, but I can blow the cool breeze from my master as long as I connect the power and press the switch. "
Pufan silently listened to the sarcasm of the electric fan and admitted that he really lagged behind the electric fan. No, the cool air on me is sent by an electric fan.
The electric fan looked at the cattail leaf fan for a long time without saying a word, very proud: hum, admit it! Just want to say, only to "pa". It turned and turned, and then stopped. What's going on here? The power went out. The electric fan suddenly stopped making a sound like a deflated ball. He regretted what he had just said, thinking that Pufan would laugh at himself.
Pufan seemed to see his mind, and slowly came over to comfort him and said, "It doesn't matter. There are often power outages here. It will be fine tomorrow morning." Besides, what about me? It's a little old, but it still works. Your strength is indeed stronger than mine. Don't be listless, smile. "PuFan said while poking fun at the electric fan.
The electric fan reluctantly smiled and said shyly, "Thank you, my good friend. I'm really glad to have such a friend. Thank you! "
Hearing this, the cattail leaf fan patted the head of the electric fan and said like a child, "It's getting late. Go to sleep. Good night. " "Good night!" The electric fan was excited, with tears in his eyes.
In a short time, the cattail leaf fan fell asleep, but the electric fan on the side could not sleep for a long time. ...
Electric Fan and Pufan Composition 2 In a family's home, there is a new electric fan that has just moved in on the table. It is exquisite, small and windy, but there is a broken cattail fan that has been eliminated at the foot of that end. Its leaves are irregular, worn and dirty, and it is very windy and laborious to fan them. Because of loneliness, there was a fierce struggle between them.
The electric fan spoke: "Villager, how have you been recently?" Pufan indifferently said, "What's wrong with your proud electric fan? Don't feel great just because of the strong wind. You're counting on electric brother. Without Brother Dian, you are a piece of garbage. I am much better than you. It's just that people here like the new and hate the old and throw me away. By the way, you are a proud electric fan. You invented it through me, so I am your elder. You should respect me. " The electric fan smiled and said, "He also said that he is not a villager. When talking, he shouted that this is not a villager. Have you ever heard of wind power generation? I am using my own wind to generate electricity. " Pufan continued to resist: "Wind power generation is still necessary, but people need strong winds for wind power generation. Don't even think about it. Everyone takes me with them when they travel. Who's carrying you? It is too heavy.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the electric fan raised a new topic and said, "Let's compare the United States again. Look at your shabby appearance, begging for food and treating me like a nobleman. " Pufan quickly replied: "I am a man of several decades old, and you have just come out." Don't wait too long. You must be rusty. See how you laugh at me then. " They won't let anyone. Finally, the electric fan said, "Let's talk to grandpa TV." Grandpa TV said earnestly, "children, you all have your own strengths." The electric fan is powerful and labor-saving, and the cattail fan is convenient, cheap and compact. I say you should learn from each other and invent your next generation. "
This is really an interesting quarrel.
Electric Fan and Pufan Composition 3 Summer night, the evening breeze blows gently, quietly lifting my skirts, starry, naughty blinking. Grandpa and I sat on the grass, listening to a pool of frogs and insects, and looking at the starry night sky, Grandpa was filled with emotion. ...
Grandpa told me that the summer night of my childhood was happy and unforgettable. At that time, there was no electricity, no electric fans and no air conditioning in the village. At night, the low tile house is sultry, and the buzzing of mosquitoes is annoying. As a result, the trees and wells became lively: adults shook their cattail leaf fans to enjoy the cool and chat to drive away mosquitoes, girls jumped rubber bands, and boys caught frogs with bottles. ...
Until one day, the village finally got electricity, and there was a new guest at home-an electric fan. When the electric fan was connected to the power supply, it exploded, and everyone in the room felt cold, especially the function of shaking their heads, which surprised everyone. With the electric fan, the friends forgot to jump rubber bands, catch frogs and chase. They stay at home all day, enjoying the coolness brought by the electric fan. In order to protect the electric fan, grandma specially pulled three feet of red cloth, made a coat for the electric fan, and wiped the already clean electric fan whenever she had time.
Nowadays, the cattail leaf fan has withdrawn from the historical stage, and the electric fan, which was previously regarded as a "baby", has gradually lost its former elegance, and air conditioners have flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Reform and opening up is like putting wings on the motherland, which has completely changed the country: dim candlelight has turned into bright electric lights; Rows of tile houses have become high-rise buildings; A muddy country road turned into a wide and flat avenue. ...
The cool breeze blows gently, and the heat of summer night gradually dissipates. Looking up at the starry sky, the stars are still shining. Looking at those lovely stars, I seem to hear them whispering to me, telling the changes of the motherland and depicting a better tomorrow for the motherland.