Spider Story Composition 1 Spider Yang Yang made his home in a small tree. He has just learned to weave a net, but he is not skilled yet. He looked around, picked and picked, and finally chose a twig. He carefully pulled out the silk thread, then turned around and connected it piece by piece.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew. The whole tree is shaking. Yang Yang's unfinished network has withstood such destruction. As soon as the good silk was hung down one by one, the net soon became worn out. Yang Yang watched with dismay that the net he had built was destroyed, thinking: Really? Why did the wind suddenly blow? I am not good at weaving nets ... without mosquito nets, I will starve ... Is it because I deserve to be weak?
Spit out a thread ... he repeated this action intently and tirelessly, but didn't notice that the sky was gloomy.
-"Boom!" With a deafening thunder, the raindrops as big as peas fell, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs in the sky. Yang Yang watched helplessly as the net that was about to be completed was ruthlessly destroyed by the heavy rain. He was very sad. Raindrops fell on Yang Yang. It hurts.
Finally, the rain stopped. Yang Yang didn't complain about anything this time. He climbed up the wet branch and mended it quickly. As he knitted, he thought, ah, the rain has finally stopped. I have to knit quickly. After some hardships, his technology is much more skilled and his net is much stronger.
Yang Yang's net was woven when the golden sunlight spread all over the earth. He was tired and prone on the internet shining in the sun, bathed in warm sunshine and smiled proudly. He thought happily, if I gave up just now, how can I successfully weave a web? Persistence is victory, Yang Yang thought proudly.
Yes, persistence is victory. No matter how many difficulties and setbacks you encounter, you will not back down. Because as long as you keep working hard, success will come to you one day.
Spider Story Composition 2 Every time I come home from school, I always have to climb the sixth floor breathlessly, walking slowly, which is a tiring journey, but because of this, the forgotten details in the corner will be discovered by me one by one, and often very emotional.
That's how I met that little spider.
I squatted in front of a gray spider web and carefully observed that corner. The spider web was covered with dust, and the bodies of several mosquitoes were scattered on the ground. And that little guy, as if he didn't notice me, hung there quietly. It's really leisurely! I reached out and touched the spider web gently, and the web trembled. This little guy must have found me and crawled back and forth on the Internet in a panic. It must be thinking, why did a giant suddenly appear?
This spider once lived a paradise in her own world. Its life is like a cup of tea, stable and leisurely. However, just like Columbus discovery of america, one day, a "giant" unexpectedly came into its life and took off its veil of isolation. At this time, its mood must be fearful, because its life has been somewhat unstable since then. To this end, I am a dangerous intruder! I thought so, shook my head with a wry smile and was ready to leave.
Suddenly there was a loud noise, followed by a flurry of footsteps. Those who come to class are cram school students. The voice was getting closer and closer, and finally, the crowd surged up like a torrent, and I was quickly pushed aside. I saw the little guy fall into the torrent, but the big brothers and sisters didn't care about the little guy crawling slowly under their feet, and its trace quickly disappeared into the crowd.
In this way, a life disappeared.
I couldn't sleep that night. I seem to see its lifeless body being blown by the wind in the empty corridor, fluctuating.
Spider story composition 3 Spider is a very weak animal, but it has existed since ancient times. Why does it still exist? Next, I will tell you a fairy tale about spiders.
Once upon a time, a spider found a big tree with lush foliage in the forest. It slowly climbed up the tree trunk. When it found two branches suitable for weaving a web, it began to spin silk. It vomited and retreated from the upper branch to the lower branch, and the silvery white filaments swayed gently in the breeze, which was very beautiful. At this moment, a little squirrel ran over and said, "Look, it took you so long to spit out two pieces of silk. It's too difficult. Stop knitting and play with me. " The spider took a look at the little squirrel and said, "It is because of slowness that I insist and can't be lazy."
At this moment, the wind came. It seems to be aimed at the spider on purpose, and with a whoosh, it blows off the two filaments that the spider just spit out. The spider suddenly fell down, but fortunately, it was caught by the newly spit filaments and hung in mid-air. It paddles eight thin legs and climbs up along the filaments. The little squirrel was so scared that he hid in a tree hole and said, "Look, how dangerous it is. You'd better find a tree hole like me. How nice! Don't weave your own web. " The spider shook his head and said, "No! I must rely on my own efforts to build a beautiful home. "
The spider's words were heard by the wind, and the wind was very moved and left quietly.
The wind stopped and the spider began to spin silk again. It is so earnest, so careful, so patient. Time passed little by little, and it got dark. Filaments make up a beautiful net, and every grid of the net is so symmetrical. Looking at the home that will be built soon, the spider's heart is full of joy.
Who knows that at this time, the rain came again. Huge and dense raindrops broke the spider's rapidly woven web. The broken screen hangs on the branches and wobbles. Spiders are not afraid, but cling to broken filaments to avoid being hit by raindrops.
Rain saw that spiders were so tenacious that they couldn't bear to do any more harm. It stopped raining and left quietly.
The rain stopped and the little squirrel climbed out of the tree hole. It looked at the tattered screen and said regretfully, "Look, you didn't listen to advice and suffered a big loss. Give up! " "The spider didn't answer, but silently began to spin again, because it just wanted to spin the web quickly, so that it would have a beautiful home.
The sun gradually climbed up from the other side of the mountain, and it was dawn. The spider's home is finally finished, and the colorful sunshine shines on it, which really looks like a beautiful silk painting. The little squirrel looked at the golden silk screen in the sun in surprise and said enviously, "I admire you!" " You are so tenacious, so not afraid of setbacks, so persistent. "
The spider listened and smiled happily.
Composition of Spider Story When I was 4 hours old, there was a strong net on the tree in front of my door. In the middle of the net, there is a colorful spider.
It is beautiful, with long legs and gorgeous clothes, lying in the sun on the project built by itself, waiting for stupid bugs to visit.
Unfortunately, one night, it was windy and rainy, and the hair of the big tree was blown in a mess. Rain is like a steel ball, hitting the yellow skin of the earth. Thunder meet in the air, and the world seems to be roaring and angry.
After the rain stopped, the sun parted the dark clouds and shone on the broken net on the small tree, which was a bit bleak and quiet around.
I thought spiders could no longer bask in the sun on silk beds. The net is terrible. Even the beautiful weaver girl doesn't know where she was blown by this robber-like wind.
Soon, it came back, which surprised me very much. The children around played pranks and broke the new network with stones. I won't come back this time! I don't think people can be so tenacious.
The next day, as before, the spider was still on the small tree in front of the door, spreading its eight slender legs and bathing in the sun.
Since then, this beautiful picture has left an indelible impression in my heart.
I failed the junior high school exam this year. I am very disappointed. My heart is covered with dark clouds, and it has been raining very cold.
When I came home and looked at the spider, I was crazy. It grew taller and stronger, I mused. Suddenly, that beautiful picture flashed in my mind many years ago: wind, thunder, children around me and tenacious spiders gave me irresistible strength. The road ahead is still long! The spirit that needs to stand up cannot be painful for a lifetime because of a temporary failure.
Looking at the sun and blue sky in the sky, I smiled and they smiled.
Looking back, the tree in front of the door, the spider is still basking in the sun on the strong net. The difference is that it seems to tell the tree a story about me and it.
The story of spider composition 5 early in the morning, the wind was blowing hard. The wind blows as if it were going to blow everything down. The trees were bent by the wind and the leaves creaked. At this time, Ali, a resident spider who lives in a small tree, is bravely fighting against the strong wind. "The wind is really strong!" Ali the spider said to himself against the wind, "I don't know when it will stop." Speaking of which, it looked up at the sky. It was already dark. Suddenly, a small tree was uprooted by the wind, roared by the wind and thrown less than three meters away from the small tree where Ali lived, which made people shudder. But Ali, the little spider, climbed out of the spider web and turned a blind eye to what had just happened. The cobweb is already crumbling, and Ali, the little spider, knows very well that the cobweb is about to be destroyed. It shuddered at the thought and couldn't help speeding up its pace. The wind blew harder and harder, and Ali the spider couldn't move. One inch, two inches, three inches, I don't know how long it took, but Ali the Spider finally came to the branch and sat down in one breath. At this time, there were several sit-ups behind him. The little spider didn't look back. It knows that the net is broken. It let out a long sigh and felt infinite sadness in its heart.
In the afternoon, the wind stopped. There are several dark clouds floating in the sky, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes sparse, sometimes dense. The tree stood upright and the leaves raised their heads. Looking at the clouds in the sky, it was dark, and Ali felt a little uneasy. But the spider's philosophy: failed, we will do better next time. Ali was not allowed to have the slightest timidity, so he began to weave new networks. First of all, it spits out a dozen pieces of silver thread, twists it into a strand, and carefully sticks it to the branches as a "safety rope". Then, I saw it quickly set up a pentagonal frame, layer after layer, like a beautiful scarf with a checkered pattern. One, two, three ... one, two, three, thinking that his own network will be made, Ali's heart is full of beautiful yearning for the future. At night, the dark clouds in the sky were as black as the bottom of a pot, and what Ali was most worried about happened. It's raining heavily, sometimes like a basin, sometimes like a sieve, sometimes like a sprayer. Ali hid under a leaf and stared at the sky, thinking: When will the rain stop? At this point, its spider web has been messy by the rain, and Ali sighed. ...
The next morning, it cleared up. Ali climbed to the top of the tree and watched the sunrise quietly, thinking: I failed, I must do better next time.
Comments: The author uses the movements and language of a spider to tell readers that "if you fail, you will do better next time". The language is concise and vivid, but the truth is thought-provoking. In this article, the author describes the spider's action of surviving in the wind and rain in more detailed language, which shows that the author himself has made a very careful observation. For example, "it first spits out a dozen pieces of silver thread, twists it into a strand, and carefully sticks it to the branches as a' safety rope'. Then, I saw it quickly set up a pentagonal frame, layer after layer, like a beautiful scarf with a checkered pattern. One, two, three ... ".
Once upon a time, there was a spider named Carol who could weave many different kinds of strange things. She grew up like other spiders. Carol came to a luxurious castle until she grew up and could live independently.
The castle is gorgeous, but the interior layout really surprised Carol. The wall inside is dark green and looks gloomy. The curtains are worn out. She thought: Oh! Oh, my God! I must decorate this room. She started knitting crystal chandeliers. She knitted for three days and nights and finally finished it. However, suddenly one day, the hostess of this room came back. When she saw Carol, she immediately shouted, "Oh! Spiders are never allowed in my room. " With that, he picked up the cigarette case on the table and threw it at Carol.
Carol quickly fled to the second floor. This is also a woman's house.
When the hostess of this room came back, she saw the spider in the room and shouted, "Oh!" " "Carlo is desperate because she has no strength to move any more." What a lovely spider! "So the owner of this house likes spiders. She made a small house for Carol and put spiders in it.
On the third morning, the hostess saw the dead Carlo ... ...