Shadow Excellent Composition 1 In the evening, I suddenly remembered the wonderful things in Qian Qian. I want to take a closer look at you, but it is shrouded in darkness. Where can I find you again?
The night covers us all, the years are hazy and the trees are swaying.
Whenever midsummer night comes, you and I always sit together and talk about your childhood. I will lean in your arms, sit on your lap and listen to your conversations with Liu Shui, Xia Feng and Xia Chan. When we were young, we sat in our own yard, smelling the fragrance of magnolia, and the moonlight shed, which made our shadow very long. However, I didn't know anything at that time. I always asked you some out-of-tune questions, and you always hugged me, patted me on the back and answered my questions with one story after another. "Grandma, why are there two black things on the ground?" You always answer me with that kind smile and kiss my forehead. "This is a shadow!" At that time, I was naive and didn't understand what you said, but you answered my question seriously: "Shadow is another you in this world. Shadow guards you like an angel and helps you repel the bad guys. He is happy when you are happy, and he will comfort you when you are sad. When you are afraid of the dark, shadows will appear around you to encourage you. " In this way, we talked until late at night, cicadas became scarce, Mr. Xia became cool, and everything was so quiet. Looking back on my childhood, it is far away, but it brings me joy.
When Xia Feng exploded, that time had been recorded in the history books, but the memory was still there.
In youth, we learned to be sentimental, so we had our own ideas. The stars are shining in the sky, and the autumn wind blows, like touching my cheek, like a mother kissing a child. Autumn wind is blowing, and fallen leaves are spinning and dancing in the air, like a child leaving his mother's arms. Seeing it is inexplicable sadness. In the moonlight, I looked at it and saw it hanging in the air like jade, without any embellishment on the side, so it merged with me, and the shadow in the painting was very long. Looking back on my childhood, I was so happy, stress-free and innocent at that time. In the moonlight, the shadow remains, but you are old and I have grown up. But the story of childhood will be passed down forever.
In winter, the wind blows, leaves fall, winter comes and we grow up.
The moon, the night and the stars are with us and grow with us, but are you still there? Shadow, thank you for coming, so that I am no longer lonely. I will always remember your story.
Shadow excellent composition 2 is windy. The oblique angle of the sun is greater than 23 26, so the scalp hurts. But I can't take off my hat and scratch my head hard, or I won't be a lady. Fortunately, the wind is very strong. Well, it's so comfortable. To tell the truth, I have always held a negative attitude towards this so-called sports meeting. Not to mention such vicious sunshine, the annoying woman 1500m long-distance running is enough for me. There is a chill in front of me, which is the trace of the wind passing by.
I like wind and clouds. Because my name is Yun, and there happens to be a classmate named Feng in the next class. Although I have never accosted him, I have taken a fancy to him. I can't figure it out myself, because his shoulders are broad, or because the name smells like sunshine. "Mobilization March" has been circulated on the rostrum. Get ready to go on stage and watch the wind quietly in the next class. I don't know if he will look at me. I hope I can become a star on the court and attract his attention.
Here we go. Gunfire. I began to swing my legs hard and surpass my opponent. There are a few faint clouds floating on the horizon in front of us. I am a cloud, running on the runway. Only the students cheered in my ears. But I always feel that something is wrong, and I think while running. I'm sorry I didn't hear the call of the wind. When the wind blew over my face again, I began to feel chest tightness, only to find that I was far ahead of the first position. After another lap, I began to accelerate, eager to finally have a smile like the wind, even for a moment. The air is hot and unstable. I don't know if it's my uneasiness or the wind's uneasiness. I looked up, and there was not a cloud on the horizon. It might have sunk to the other side of the earth. Feng is a member of the temporary medical team set up by the school. Thinking of this, my burden began to increase. Shouts and cheers continued. I didn't know I had crossed the finish line. It is the smile of the wind in front of me.
The world seems to be quiet at once, and the applause seems to be far away. Only the empty gymnasium trembled in the wind, and the world was just dark …
When I saw the wind again, I was already sleeping in the school infirmary. The sun in October is still sunny and smiling. The wind is peeling lovely apples around me. The corner of the eye is on the bruised hand, which is a little painful and burning. In front of the mirror, I suddenly found that my face was as red as that lovely apple ... I turned my head, and Feng looked straight at me and said, "It's amazing, I can still maintain such a fast speed when I run 5000 meters. I really admire you! " ! "Then pass me a peeled apple. Apples glow with white light, which is the color of clouds. I didn't answer, just took the apple. Then look back out of the window, the horizon is still there, but the background is blue sky.
The window was open, and the wind blew the curtains and my Liu Haier. In this golden autumn, a girl is quietly happy. I heard the answer in my heart: clouds are the shadow of the wind. ...
I woke up in the morning and found a red shadow on the wall of the room. I asked grandpa, "What's wrong with this wall?" Grandpa replied, "I don't know." I think this is probably not surprising, so I didn't ask anything more.
Just as I was about to leave the room and pass by this wall, I accidentally found my own shadow changed into two, which scared me to scream and look to one side. No one was there! I immediately ran to ask my mother. I was so busy that my mother said, "What are you looking for yourself?" Hearing this, I was even more at a loss and began to think: Is there really an invisible man in this world like the story written by Zheng? The more I think about it, the more scared I am, but I still want to find out. I walked into my room timid and curious. Standing in front of the wall, two identical shadows appeared again. I touched one side of the other shadow with my hand to make sure it was empty and no one was there. I looked at the wall again and was surprised. My hand became two hands, one red and the other blue. This scared me out of the room at once.
If you think about it calmly, there will definitely be no one else. Then why are there only two shadows on the wall of my room? All the walls are the same except the color. Can I be "busy" while others can't? I immediately called my mother, who stood in front of the wall and appeared in "two places" with two shadows. It doesn't seem to be a human problem, so I will observe it from the color. After I took off the red skirt on the balcony outside my room, my "doppelganger" really disappeared. This must have something to do with the oblique light coming in from the window. To prove my idea, I took a fountain pen into the room, and the fountain pen also had two shadows. I probably know why.
I'm going to scare dad. No, let him scare himself. I quickly took my dad to the room and stood him in front of the wall. Then I said in a frightened tone, "Look at that wall, who is standing on your other side?" When dad saw two tall shadows on the wall, he shouted "Oh-"and instinctively turned to look away. No one was there. I smiled, and my father understood and was amused by his reaction just now.
I told him clearly that the sunlight hit the clothes hanging outside my room and then spread through the glass above the room window. Broken sunshine splashed on me in all directions like a basin of water, so two shadows would be formed. There will be blue and red, which is also the reflection effect of clothes hanging outside.
The fiery red wall and the red and blue shadows are so magical that I am immersed in them.
The moon seems particularly lonely tonight, surrounded by cold wind, and I am alone on the long road. In the thick twilight, I turned my head gently. Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of my long shadow. My skirt fluttered in the wind, and the shadow seemed to wave to me gently. Is that you?
The annual rings of time rolled over, and the moonlight was faint, and the gentle moonlight poured in through the cracks in the trees, leaving only mottled shadows.
"Are you really leaving?" You look up, mottled shadows condense on your face, and I can't see the face that I used to get along with day and night in the shadows. But those eyes are particularly bright, and they are full of expectations that I am destined to be unable to meet. I can't help but feel a pain in my heart-the plane will take off tomorrow, and I will be on it, but not in the Ming Dynasty. When I see you again, I don't know what day it is today.
A dark cloud passed by and covered the moon's face. The world suddenly dimmed, the treetops hanging down overhead, and the moans of insects faded away. ...
I turned my head with difficulty and avoided your eyes. That expectation is so hot, but I really can't bear it. A thousand words came to my mind, full of guilt, but when I reached my mouth, I was blocked by death and couldn't make a sound. You know how much I want to smile at you, Zhan Yan. Wave and say I won't leave, but I can't. I can only watch my bright eyes fade away, like a disillusioned dream bubble in the sun. The beauty I like fades away in front of me, but my heart hurts but there is nothing I can do.
You lowered your eyes and were silent. The cold moonlight stopped on your long hair and condensed like frost. Your body is so thin in the wind that it seems that you will leave me at any time. I suddenly felt a little scared, and those two silver tears were clearly visible in the moonlight. In that gloomy time when I could hardly walk, you laughed and laughed. You plated my gray sky with gold. Now, I made you cry, and my heart hurts like a knife.
I gradually felt my betrayal. The moonlight is colder, the biting cold mountain is immersed in the cracks in the bones, and my body is getting colder.
When you raise your eyes, it turns out that your face is as bright as the stars I know. You pretend to say to me with a charming smile, "You can leave, but you must leave me the most precious thing." I was stunned, and then nodded. Compared with your efforts, what can I give?
You stopped laughing, stared at me deeply, and then said slowly, "From today on, your shadow will be called Xixi."
The moonlight is quietly bright, Yin Hui spreads, and harmony is boundless.
Knowing that cicadas are hidden in fine leaves and staggered branches, I stretched my arm, and the green bamboo pole finally got closer. Just when I was about to reach it, the motionless cicada suddenly flew to the top of a higher tree. I threw away the bamboo pole in a rage, but accidentally knocked over the basket of cicadas. Cicada is happier.
"Wo, what did you do again?" Grandpa's slow voice is like an antique buried deep underground, with an old and rotten smell.
"Without grandpa, I am studying." I looked into the back room, but the dark blue plaid curtains blocked my view.
There was no response in the room for a long time. I think grandpa is playing shadow play again.
When I was a child, in my ignorant memory, grandpa was not confined to carving shadow puppets in the house as he is now. There is a wedding in the village, and everyone asks grandpa to sing a discount. Grandpa has been performing in the shadow play club when he was young, and he is a famous "signer" who specializes in performances. Every time he goes to the show, grandpa will bring his mahogany box, which is full of delicate and bright shadows. Nezha in red, Little Lady in green skirt, General Xing Jia ... These palm-sized dolls were my favorite toys when I was a child. Later, four people who sang shadow play with grandpa left the business one after another. Grandpa persisted for some years and finally got married and had children. After grandma left, the play didn't sing much, and she just carved a shadow play wholeheartedly. Grandpa sold a lot of shadow puppets, and he used this craft to save enough for my tuition. There is only one shadow play, and grandpa won't sell it at any price from those city people. It's a red sedan chair hanging in the middle of the dark room. It's so festive. I didn't see anything special, but grandpa forbade me to touch it. Once I stood on the cupboard and wanted to take it down and have a closer look. Grandpa found the feather duster beaten up. It was the first time grandpa was angry with me, and his face turned purple. I don't know whether I am wronged or afraid, but I just cry. From then on, I was in awe when I saw the red sedan chair hanging in the hall.
The breeze was quiet, the leaves wavered twice and stood still. The heat wave rolled in the hot sun and hit me in the face. I grabbed the branch and jumped down, and my calf rubbed a little skin on the stone pier, which felt like a little pain.
"Grandpa, it's so hot outside." I ran into the house. Grandpa looked up and it was me. He smiled kindly.
"I'm sweating again. My girl is different." Although this is an accusation, it is an audible destruction. I took my grandfather's arm and saw a half-formed shadow play on the pear board. My eyebrows were already coming out. Next to the wooden frame, there are still some cowhide waiting for transparency.
"Why don't you cool off in the shade and tell you about Xiang Lian matches when Grandpa finishes carving this?"
"I've heard it several times." Watching grandpa put on his reading glasses again and concentrate on carving the nib of the shadow play, I walked away bored and scooped up a pot of watermelon that had just been picked in the morning in a cold well. Lying on the cool bamboo bed, looking at the empty nest under the porch, I shook my big cattail fan and counted the frequency of singing bored. This cat named sunspot grows lazily in the sun, and there is another me in amber eyes.
"Meow-"
Shadow Excellent Composition 6 Night falls, the cold wind is bleak, but I didn't see the shadow I expected …
I was alone at the entrance of the village, waiting hard, hoping that the shadow in the distance belonged to my mother, but it backfired. That man is nearby, but it's not my mother. Hey, my friend's car broke down today. He was in trouble, so he couldn't help, but he came home late. When I got home, I called my mother, but I heard from my grandmother that my mother had visited me. At that time, my heart thumped, as if a huge stone suddenly fell from the sky, which was frightening. I was vaguely worried that my mother would go out to school to find me for a long time. But I still try to keep my brain calm and let my grandmother call my mother. Grandma took out her mobile phone, beeped a few times, raised her arm and put it to her ear. After listening for a few seconds, she frowned slightly and muttered, it's over, there is no money. I am no longer calm, thinking that my mother said that I have to pay for my mobile phone two days ago. The mobile phone must be in arrears this time. I don't know yet. I immediately pushed the cart out and embarked on a journey to find my mother regardless of the willy-nilly. I only heard my grandmother shouting behind me, but I couldn't hear clearly. ...
The night pours into the world like thick ink, and there are stars like street lamps in the sky. The night is boundless, as if it were an ancient flood, and the world began to open. The light from the fireflies in the stars seems to have traveled hundreds of millions of light years to reach here, adding to the chill. At the entrance to the village, I took a look, and some faint electric car lights spread forward. When the light came near, I found that they were not my mother. I'm thinking about going forward, forget it, wait and see! A shadow flew in front of my eyes. Unfortunately, it wasn't my mother. I breathe into my numb hands, which are blurred. Should I wait at this intersection, go ahead or turn around and go home? Finally, I decided to go home. After all, my grandmother and sister are still waiting for me. I went home again, but my mother hasn't come back yet. As soon as I stepped into the house, my grandmother asked me to see my little sister, saying that the mobile phone was free and I had to go to the cafeteria to take a shower. Why should I run? After listening, I froze for a while. Isn't mom's mobile phone in arrears?
In the process of looking at my little sister, I looked out of the window from time to time. Finally, I only heard my grandmother talking to someone loudly. Then I saw the shadow of a person who belongs to me-the shadow of my mother!
As soon as my mother entered the room, I embraced her warm arms. Listening to mother's familiar voice, "why did you go there?" I really hope to see you on the road ... ". I know from my mother's words that my shadow is also precious to my mother. ...
Thanks to a shadow, I learned a lot, which will be a precious page in my memory.
Son, there is no milk at home. Mom and dad will go to the supermarket to buy some milk and bread, or there will be nothing to eat tomorrow morning. Will you come with us? Dad asked me. "No, I'll stay at home." Seeing what my father wanted to say, I added, "Don't worry, I don't watch TV. The moonlight is good tonight. I will sit on the balcony and enjoy the moon. " "Well, pay attention to safety. If you need anything, call us. Do not open the door. We will open the door with our own key. " After that, mom and dad went out.
"Great, I can finally be alone!" I poured a cup of tea, sat in a small chair on the balcony, crossed my legs and looked proudly at the moon outside. The moon is really round tonight! "Until, I raised my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow, let the three of us, Uncle Li Bai, come, I can't have one!" I raised my teacup and shouted at the moon. "Snow", there was a clear laugh behind me, and I couldn't help but get creepy. There is no one at home. "Ghost!" I let out a cry, stood up and turned to look behind me, but there was no one behind me. Do I hear voices? "I am not a ghost, I am your shadow." The voice appeared again. "Shadow, shadow can talk? I believe you are a ghost. Where is the evil? Show your true colors quickly! My father will be right back when he goes downstairs to throw garbage! " I shouted. "Liar, mom and dad went to the supermarket to buy milk and bread," said the voice. "Hey, how did you know that my parents went to the supermarket to buy milk and bread?" I doubt it. "I am really your shadow, and I know everything you know!" That voice is a little anxious. "Well, I believe you. Since you are a talking shadow, you are a ghost, a ghost brother. Tell me the answer to tomorrow's exam! " I said with a smile. I don't know. The shadow only said three words. "Then tell me the lottery number of the next lottery!" I said with a straight face. "I don't know, I am your shadow, I only know what you know." The shadow seems a little unhappy. "Hey, I don't know, I don't know, I'm still a fairy, what's the use!" I'm not happy either. "I am not a fairy or a monster, I am just your shadow. I can chat with you to relieve boredom! " The shadow is a little depressed. "It's okay. I'll listen to you sing a song. " I suddenly became interested. "I am you. Are you sure you want me to sing it for you? " There is a smile in the shadow's voice. "Forget it, I can make others sick by singing, and I don't need others to sing disgusting." "Ha ha ha!" Shadow and I laughed at the same time.
At this time, there was a sound of opening the door at the door, and my parents came in. I ran excitedly, without even putting down my teacup, pointing to the shadow on the ground and saying to my father, "Dad, my shadow can talk!" " ""Your boy drank too much tea. What are you talking about? Come and help your mother do something. " Dad yelled at me with a smile. I was so anxious that I took the bread from my mother and stamped my foot: "Shadow, say something quickly!" " "But the shadow never said a word.
Although the shadow will never talk again, I know my shadow can talk! Instructor: Peng Tingting
I vaguely remember your shadow that evening.
It is said that you are seventy or eighty years old. My wife goes early, and the children at home seldom come to see you, so my personality is very strange. Sometimes people don't pay attention to you when they talk to you, and they always like to sit in a chair alone. When the weather is fine, I stay downstairs all morning
The sun is warm, and the surrounding green leaves are bathed in the sun, which adds a bit of vitality. From time to time, birds are chirping in the treetops-there are also many natural scenery around this tall building.
Once, I came back from shopping and saw you sitting there again. I deliberately kept my distance from you because of your eccentricity. A few meters away from you, there lies a dog, which looks docile and lovely. I can't help touching it, but it doesn't resist. Let me touch it. It took me a long time to realize that you had come to my side. I'm surprised. You didn't seem to see my surprise and told me the story of this old dog yourself. So this dog has been with you.
You said a lot, and I noticed a kind smile on your face that I had never seen before. The brow stretched, and the white hair seemed to glow with youthful brilliance at that moment. You look at that dog with love in your eyes. It turns out that you are not biased, but you are too lonely inside. This dog is all you have.
One morning a few weeks later, I went out to class and saw you basking in the sun. However, I am missing a figure. At that time, I just took a look, didn't think much, and left soon. Strangely, you were sitting that night. When I came back, I saw you still sitting in the place in the morning, with vicissitudes on your face and sadness in your eyes. The figure that often accompanied you never appeared again.
It's a beautiful night, and the sky is a rare gradient. Buildings and plants seem to be stained with gold powder, which is different from the warmth under the sun, but brings more peace. More or less pedestrians on the road, walking together, or talking about interesting things, or discussing dinner, laughing and laughing, have been echoing in the community. But your shadow, stretched by the sunset, is full of sadness.
Since then, I seldom go out to meet you. Even if I meet you and look at you alone, I don't know how to talk to you again. Once I saw you staring at the place where the old dog used to lie for a long time, muttering, "Old chap, we agreed to stay with each other together, so why did you leave before me?" Then he sighed again, stood up, picked up the chair and walked home slowly. The only hope in your eyes is gone.
A few days later, I saw your rare child in someone else's mouth. I don't know what they said, which makes you extremely angry. You frowned and pushed them away. Only this time, they never came again.
The sun was warm that day, and each person had a dog;
It was a beautiful night with only one shadow.
Nothing can accompany you through the long loneliness.
Ding, Ding, I recovered from the bell and looked around in confusion, hoping to see the shadow of the half-hour class again, only to see the teacher flash out of the classroom without looking back. I turned around again and saw the clock on the wall ticking away. It seems to be laughing at me, laughing that I can't grasp the time and can only watch it run away.
I am in a daze and want to go to the bathroom after class, but time seems to be against me. The doorbell rang again before reaching the door of the toilet. I thought to myself, it's just that I didn't grasp the time, but my heart is still weak. I was wandering at the door of the class, but I saw the teacher coming from here. I sat back in my seat and listened to the teacher.
This is the last class. As usual, I was in a daze silently, looking out the window, birds flying across the sky, clouds floating across the sky, and waves of wind blowing through the treetops. I was stunned. At this time, the teacher noticed that I was in a daze and asked me to get up and answer questions. I don't know. My deskmate secretly poked me in the thigh, and I saw the teacher's angry face. I had to stand up, but I didn't know what the teacher asked, which made the whole class burst into laughter, but I was called to the office by the teacher and scolded. I'm used to this situation.
After school, I rubbed my hot hand that had just been beaten by the teacher, and I walked silently on my way to school. My mind is blank and I don't know what I'm doing. I only heard a sentence from the traffic police: "Hey, that kid in front, come back quickly, there is a red light in front." I didn't answer, but came back silently. When I got home, my empty mind gradually got a clue. At this time, it was already past six o'clock. Suddenly found that time passed too fast, making people unprepared. When I think about it, more than 3000 days have passed by. There was no sound, no movement, and the eyes were dark. I seem to have lost the shadow of time. Maybe tomorrow I will change my lifestyle, no longer in a daze, no longer silent.
The next day, I got up at the same time as every day, but there were obviously many smiles on my face. On the way to school, I felt as if the sun was greeting me, and the grass bent down as if I had met an old friend. I came to school in high spirits and chatted happily with my classmates. In class, I listen carefully and answer questions actively. Teachers and classmates came to ask me why I changed so much today, and I just smiled.
It's late at night, and I can't help feeling smug when I think back on today's passage, because I seized the time and walked in front of it. I went to bed and soon fell asleep, dreaming of all my performances today.