1. Excellent composition material for senior high school entrance examination: Meet the most beautiful scenery.
The sun scorched the earth like a huge fireball, and the clouds like cotton candy were slowly melted by the sun, leaving only a few clouds hanging in the sky. The lazy cicada hid in the shade of the tree and kept screaming that she didn't want to get up. The soil on the ground seems to be smoking, and the small trees and flowers on both sides of the road are wilted with heat.
These days, someone in the community got married, and people's blessings and firecrackers resounded through the sky. After a burst of excitement, countless firecrackers, scraps of paper, cigarette butts and other garbage spilled on the ground, and the community was in a mess. After the noise, people hid in their homes early to find a cool world. I was lying on the windowsill blowing air conditioning, and I saw the cleaning staff aunt in the community working early. She never seems to be afraid of sunshine and garbage. In this rolling heat wave, I saw her holding a broom half a person's height in her right hand and a big bucket in her left hand. The cat is waist-high, and she is serious. She brushed, brushed, and occasionally coughed in a low voice, sweeping the garbage and leaves that fell to the ground into the bucket. All the rubbish on the road has been swept away. She shook it carefully into the trash can and continued to clean another place. Seeing familiar people, she smiles and greets from time to time. Someone asked her to have a rest in the scorching sun, only to hear her answer casually. Now we are striving for a civilized city. How can these rubbish stay? It affects our image too much. Slowly, my aunt's thick yellow jacket oozed the color of sweat, and the bean-sized sweat on her face was so crystal clear under the sunlight, and a clean and tidy road slowly extended behind her.
In the evening after dinner, the air was still filled with a little summer heat, and the cleaning staff was acting again. She still wears yellow overalls, a mask and reading glasses. She sat on a small stool with a mobile phone with a flash in her left hand and a clip in her right hand. She carefully sorted out napkins, plastic bags and other garbage from bags of kitchen waste in the corner where the garbage cans in the community were concentrated. Red, green, black and blue trash cans are placed around her in an orderly way, and the back of the sunset in the evening is particularly glorious and beautiful.
In my mind, whether I am free in the hot sun or quiet in the afterglow of the sunset, that figure is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen.
2. Excellent composition material for the senior high school entrance examination: meet the most beautiful scenery.
Because I met you, life will be cleaner; Because I met you, the school will be better; Because I met you, I formed a beautiful landscape.
I don't know when, our school invited an aunt cleaner. Aunt is not tall, she looks over forty years old, with a little white hair on her head and old clothes, but she is clean.
Once after class, it was raining in Mao Mao outside, and many students went to the toilet. Aunt stood at the door with a mop in her hand and a smile on her face. We went into the toilet, "Wow", and we exclaimed. I saw that the ground was spotless. Stepping on the floor that has just been dragged, there is a "squeak" sound under your feet. After only a short time, some black footprints appeared on the floor that had just been dragged. Until we all went out again, she took another mop, bent down and stepped back step by step, dragging the footprints on the floor tile.
After a storm comes a calm, there are scraps of waste paper we throw away on the wall of the simple garbage pool. I went to take out the garbage, and I happened to see my aunt picking up waste paper there, spreading out those papers one by one and hanging them there. Isn't this turning waste into treasure? Aunt used a shovel to turn the garbage we dumped into a hill, waiting for the car to be loaded. Seeing us coming, she stood by, and when we got to the garbage dump, she continued to classify.
"Yan Yan, is your mother back?" I looked around and saw Xiaoyan in the next class taking out the garbage.
"Come back, she often talks about you!"
"It's cold. Wear thick clothes and don't catch a cold! "
Aunt smiled, the sun shone on her kind face, and her shadow looked so slender on the ground.
Last winter, for some reason, it was very cold. At noon on Friday, the entrance of the school dormitory was frozen, and crystal-clear jade pendants were hung on the trees. The branches were wrapped in ice, and there was a lot of ice in the pool. Aunt took out all the ice, her hands were red with cold, and the ice was eradicated, leaving only some deposited water in the bucket.
Every profession is sacred, and this dedicated and caring aunt has become the most beautiful scenery in our school.
3. Excellent composition material for the senior high school entrance examination: Meet the most beautiful scenery.
Meet, there are good, bad, happy and sad. In fact, we meet all the time, so there are always some encounters in life that are unforgettable.
When rice fields meet in autumn, it is their brightest moment. The endless paddy fields in the countryside are golden, which makes waves with the autumn wind. I walked in the field path, only to know that there are thousands of small lives in Qian Qian under this splendor. Shouting, jumping and playing. In that tall rice, there are hardworking farmers. Look! Their faces are all filled with happy smiles. I looked at it and remembered the past.
When I was six years old, I ran to the field to play alone. It was autumn at that time, and I skipped around, catching frogs and butterflies for a while, and had a good time. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain at my feet. I immediately looked down and saw a slender glass inserted in my heel. Bright red blood flowed out at once. I was in unbearable pain and couldn't help crying. An old farmer's grandfather heard this and immediately ran over and asked, "A-mei, what's the matter?" I reluctantly replied, "I cut my foot on the glass." Surprised, he quickly took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly around my leg. I gritted my teeth painfully. He said to me, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa will take you to the hospital."
Hospital? However, it is difficult to walk in the wild, and it is a long way from the hospital. I may not be able to walk. Who knows, he squatted down hard and said to me in an old voice, "Come, come up!" " "I looked at his thin figure, hesitated, and went up.
A gust of autumn wind blew, and grandpa quickly shuttled barefoot in the field. I asked anxiously, "Grandpa, are you all right?" Grandpa smiled happily: "Nothing! People are a little old, and the bones can be tough! " I lay on his back and looked at the wrinkles on his face, which greatly moved me. I vaguely saw his eyes, but I looked at the front firmly and did not move.
Finally arrived at the hospital, grandpa put me down and smiled at me breathlessly, and I smiled back. Suddenly, he clenched his chest and coughed violently. I quickly shouted: "Grandpa!" "The farmer's grandfather waved and said hoarsely," Quick cure, quick cure ... "I looked down and saw that my bony feet were covered with blood and my toenails were rotten. Tears welled up in my eyes as soon as my nose was sour.
A gust of autumn wind blew, and I smiled. Thank you for this rice field, these little lives, the hardworking farmers and uncles, and everything I met! A paddy field, a farmer's grandfather, constitutes the most beautiful scenery in my heart!
4. Excellent composition material for the senior high school entrance examination: Meet the most beautiful scenery.
The pen fell on the paper, but the nib was stuck with a thousand words. Those who want to write a spin on the tip of the pen struggled for a long time and finally sighed and poured out all the boredom in their chests.
In a trance, I accidentally saw the book lying quietly at hand.
A book is spread out, with the sky as the background, facing the light, and the slightly dark words and dense words are matched together, as if there is a strange power to attract people's hearts, which makes people unconsciously attracted by it.
This is perhaps the most sacred thing in the world.
Because there is a world hidden in a little book.
Because every world has beautiful scenery, waiting for us to discover.
I still remember that when I entered this boundless world and met this landscape for the first time, I looked at it and it looked at me, and a vague emotion grew imperceptibly in my heart. Later, I found that it is indispensable in my world.
The words in the book that are not difficult to identify pass through my mind like light clouds, but they are unforgettable. Just one look, and it completely sank.
It accompanied me for more than ten years, from the age of four to fifteen, without saying a word. It was just put in a corner. When I am impetuous, I look at the past from a distance, everything is fine and my mood is calm. In my long years from ignorance to gradual understanding, the beautiful scenery has already changed. As I grew up with it, my impression of it changed from light to heavy, from simple to profound, from immature to mature ... it is changing. At first, the immature prototype faded layer by layer, and the edge of vitality gradually converged.
Along the way, I saw where you were going, which carried joy and sadness; I have seen its ups and downs, tender as water; I've seen it detest evil and have a noble character. ...
In its world, some people cheat, some are maverick, some are content with the status quo, some are high-spirited, some are totally honest, and some are servile. ...
In its world, there are famous mountains and rivers, lush forests and bamboo cultivation, endless struggle, colorful moonlight and miserable years of hunger.
In its world, there are many things that I can't personally experience in reality. Through its bright eyes in ancient and modern times, I know that things are impermanent, life is like chess, morality is loaded, things are learned, and the world is far from you. I know that the world is not black and white, and I also know that we can learn from history. ...
Books are friends of human life. It gives the world its priceless legacy without reservation. As a bridge, it connects the thoughts of ancient and modern people like thin lines, and the lines are constantly intertwined, outlined and shaped. Finally, it becomes a beautiful picture.
It is the most beautiful scenery I have ever encountered in my life. It is unique and irreplaceable.
The pages are lifted by the wind, as if there is a thick ink on the tip of the nose, which will last for a long time. ...
5. Excellent composition material for senior high school entrance examination: Meet the most beautiful scenery.
The cuckoos that stopped in the branches yesterday talked to each other softly; Plum blossoms bloom proudly in the cold wind and sorrow; The "red leaves" of Xiangshan; "The city that never sleeps", the bright pearl of the East-.......... is the most beautiful scenery. But in my eyes, the most beautiful scenery is just a familiar back!
When I came home from school, I lay in bed and didn't want to move for a moment. I snored unconsciously, and there was a thunder "bang!" " Pulled me out of my dream. "Di ... Di ..." The phone rang. I picked up the phone and heard my mother's command: "Daughter, it's raining. Come and help my mother pack. I'm too busy. Come on! " I shuffled out of the door. To be honest, today is Friday, and I am very tired, but I can't go against my mother's orders!
I came to the store wearing a raincoat and saw my mother busy moving things back to the store. I rushed over to help my mother move with me. It is raining harder and harder. I really don't know who provoked God. Mother saw that I was much wet and told me not to help her in the shop. Afraid of thunder, I sat in a chair in the corner and curled up. My mother is still very busy. I looked up and saw a familiar figure. That is my mother's busy figure. Seeing this figure reminds me of my mother's worry about me when I was sick, my busyness, taking my classmates home to cook and clean, my busyness, my carelessness in breaking other people's things, my apology and compensation, and my busyness. Suddenly, .............................................................................................. shed tears unwillingly. In my heart, there is nothing better than my mother's busy figure.
In the evening, I lay in front of the window, savoring the most beautiful scenery, and found a meteor sliding across the sky of love.