Wind is both natural and human society; Some are lovely and amiable, some are terrible and despicable. ...

Please write an article of not less than 300 words on the topic of "wind", and the style is not limited except poetry.

Ideas:

"Wind" is a very broad topic. The spring breeze, the cold wind in winter, and the wind that goes in one ear and out the other ... these are the scenery that nature and society give us. If you observe and describe it carefully, you will write an excellent composition about the wind. If you can understand profound philosophy and express touching feelings from these ordinary phenomena, then you will be better and become a leader in similar exercises. ?

The following are three model essays on "Wind" for your reference.

a gust of wind

Speaking of wind! I think everyone must be familiar with it! But there are also "good" and "bad" winds!

The first type: "good" wind! We feel hot every summer, don't we? At this time, when we are walking under the tree, a breeze will blow and we will feel extremely cool. Happy!

I remember one time, it was a beautiful night that I can't describe. I played football with my good friend under a big banyan tree. Ah! I really had a good time, but if I continue to play, I will be very tired. But with this banyan tree, we don't have to worry. As soon as we were tired of playing football, we rested under the banyan tree. Ah! A breeze blew, and we felt indescribably cool. Is this due to the "good" wind?

I remember one time. It was a noon in summer. All the people in our hometown are drying rice. The sky darkened in an instant. At this time, everyone is on tenterhooks. I'm afraid it will rain. Some people who only get a little sun are not afraid. In less than 30 seconds, he finished his meal. But what about those who get too much sun? Three minutes have passed. It's getting dark. Just then, a gust of wind blew away all the dark clouds in the sky. At this time, everyone's heart is unspeakable. However, this is also due to the "good" wind!

The second type: "bad" wind! Every autumn, we will see that hateful typhoon, and then someone will definitely scold this "bad" wind!

Two writing styles

Children like the wind because it allows kites to float freely in the air. The wind's character is so mysterious: it can run with Apollo's flame chariot during the day and soar in Wan Li. The wind attracted me deeply.

The wind of spring puts a green coat on the earth, colorful clothes on the flowers, and brings a gentleness of "spring breeze blowing over the threshold" to spring. If there are more flowers in spring, it will be full of vitality and beauty. If there is more wind, it will become more gentle and generous.

In the hot summer, the wind shows her strong nature: in the face of the sun that is about to scorch the earth, she does not retreat into the clouds like rain, but tries her best to bring coolness to people. Although she can turn a blind eye and her strength is a drop in the bucket, she still tried her best, which is probably the reason why she is most popular.

When the wheat turns golden yellow, the wind becomes what people expect most: the wind often comes with the rain on the earth. When the wind comes, can the rain be far behind? The wind has also become the hope in people's hearts. After a hard day's work in the crops, the wind comforts people's body and mind generously and selflessly. Isn't "good autumn and cool" a high praise for her?

In the cold winter, ice and snow, the wind plays the role of a white face. It's freezing, coupled with the cold north wind, and the cold wind blows wildly on people's faces, and people can clearly hear the "whirring" sound of the wind. The traveler couldn't help quickening his pace. Everyone has a stove at home, and people often complain about the above two sentences.

When I came to the county seat, I was like a machine running at high speed every day. It seems that there is no rest time in a day, only study. At that time, I read Haruki Murakami's more profound work "Listening to the Wind".

I can't understand the "me" and the mouse in the book drinking beer and reading books all day. Until one day, the wind flirted in my ear, but this ordinary wind flashed by like thunder. I see: it is wrong and counterproductive to blindly pursue efficiency and effectiveness. On the contrary, why not relax properly and work and study freely like the wind? This is definitely not hedonism. Sometimes "decadence" is not necessarily bad at all. At the same time, we should relax more and listen to the wind.

From childhood to now, the wind has many different images in my heart, either great or heartless. Anyway, the wind is still so strong in my heart that it attracts me.

"Hoo ..." The wind echoed in my ears again. May you keep that mysterious and beautiful veil forever and give me more surprises.

Two writing styles

I know the wind is colored. Maybe the wind is yellow, blowing through the mature wheat fields. Stir up waves of "wheat waves", falling together, as spectacular as the rough sea. Perhaps the wind is blue, blowing through a clear stream, rippling like a dragonfly, quiet and elegant. Perhaps the wind is green, blowing through tall trees, making a rustling sound, just as trees are thanking the wind for its coolness. ...

There are many kinds of winds. Sometimes, a violent Hercules will overturn the house and uproot the trees. Sometimes, it is a gentle child, blowing a breeze to people. Sometimes, it is a frivolous thin man, even if it is a dense bamboo forest, it can easily pass through, like walking on the ground. Sometimes, tall people soar into the sky, and even the clouds in the sky can be blown up. Sometimes, he is a big fat man. As long as he blows, no matter how many people stand in a row, he can easily blow down …

I know the wind smells. Sometimes it smells like flowers; Whenever it blows through the flower fields, the wind will bring bursts of flowers, including roses, jasmine and peony ... Sometimes, the wind is wheat-scented, and whenever it blows through the wheat fields, it will bring bursts of wheat fragrance, not only wheat fragrance, but also the joy of farmers' uncles' harvest. But the wind also has a fly in the ointment. Whenever it blows through the garbage room, it will blow the stench to other places, which is annoying. It turns out that the wind can be naughty.

The wind has a warning. Sometimes, it is a monkey, smart and naughty, jumping up and down. Sometimes, it belongs to the dragon, flying in the sky, very proud. Sometimes it belongs to a tiger. When it growls, it will make you tremble with fear. If you get angry with it and suddenly become a tornado or typhoon, then you are finished.

Wind is wind. It is strange and colorful, which makes our life colorful.