"Selected Essays on Spring Day" 800 words The first article: Spring rain drops. As the saying goes, spring rain is as expensive as oil. In the spring of March, it rains for three or two days, like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, and more like groups of elves falling from the sky.
Spring rain patters on the corrugated board of the roof, ticking on the leaves and tinkling on the tin roof. I listened to the melody, the beautiful sound of rain, as if listening to beautiful music, which was played by teacher Chun with her slender and dexterous hands.
On my balcony, there is a beautiful plant with big leaves and light green color, just like a green fountain. She stretched her tender waist and bathed in the warm spring breeze.
Small raindrops gather on a green leaf and become big water drops, which slide down the veins. These lovely little water droplets regard the green leaves as slides, one by one, falling in droves, which is very interesting. They seem to be arranging their own band, playing drums and playing the piano, and merging all the voices into a wonderful music. Careless children certainly don't understand, listening to the beautiful music of nature and experiencing the true breath of nature. I heard all kinds of wonderful voices in my ears for a while: Knock, knock, knock? ,? Hey hey? ,? Sasha. Every voice is so kind and warm.
Standing on the roof watching the rain, don't have some fun, the rain is thin, soft and dense, floating in the wind. The earth is covered with a thin layer of transparent yarn, and everything is vague and hazy, giving people a confusing feeling. Looking at the distance, although my eyes are closed, everything is blurred. The drizzle is like a farmer's uncle gently scattering seeds on the earth, and it is like a spring girl scattering pearls on the earth. So what? Sasha. The sound is the sound of pearls falling to the ground.
Spring rain is the precursor of spring. When it rains, spring will come. Does Du Fu write well? Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. ? Yes, spring rain is timely and good rain. It comes quietly when everything in the world needs her most, nourishing all living things on the earth. She sings cheerful and moving songs, and she brings vitality to the earth.
Miss Chun heard the drums of the spring rain and woke up. She came quietly, running, singing and dancing all the way.
I leaned back and let the rain hit my face. I stuck out my tongue and tasted the milk of the earth. It was cold and sweet.
"Selected Essays in Spring" 800 words Part II: The scenery in spring is monotonous in winter, with only white snow; Winter is lonely, only sparrows and crows accompany you. Send away the lonely and cold winter and usher in a beautiful spring. I can't help admiring this beautiful spring.
The spring rain fell on the earth, weaving an endless green carpet with her dexterous hands, and the whole earth was green.
The rain and fog are pervasive, and everything is shrouded in smoke. In order to enjoy this beautiful spring, the happy swallow still soars in the sky even though all her feathers are soaked. In fact, we should also have lofty ideals like swallows, and strive to soar for them.
Rain and fog, like pearls, fell drop by drop on the newly sprouted willow branches, and the calm water rippled. Active fish are alive and kicking in the river, as if singing the joy of spring.
The spring rain falls on the leaves. ? Sand, sand, sand? It sounded like a girl stroking the strings, like a silkworm eating a piece of green mulberry leaves, and more like a group of children playing and making noise there. Water dripped on the petals, shaking and rolling. In a flash, the petals look like pearls, shining, and the light still stings your eyes.
This is spring rain. Is it nice? In fact, I think the beauty of spring breeze is no less than that of spring rain.
The wind in early spring is cold wind, which is the wind that cold air blows from the south. When it is rampant, it dances like a child who plays badly because of dissatisfaction. Like a shrew playing in the water, crazy; Roar like an angry lion and a trapped tiger; More like the waves of the beautiful sea, one after another; The wind roared like a horde of Ma Benteng until dark.
The warm spring breeze is like a mother stroking a child's little face, patting the child's shoulder and letting him sleep quietly. It is so gentle, as if afraid of waking the child. With a whoosh, it danced with willow branches, blew the hair of pine and cypress, and shook the skirt of willow leaves. This scene is a continuous picture, so moving and attractive.
At this time, how I wish I were a drop of spring rain, moistening the motherland, making everything more prosperous and making people's lives more moist in spring.
How I wish I were a spring breeze, bringing some cool breeze to the people who rebuild their homes in the earthquake-stricken areas, smoothing the injured hearts of the people in the disaster-stricken areas, bringing the spirit of optimism to life and making them face life optimistically.
Spring breeze, spring rain, you are always the most beautiful in my heart.
Since ancient times, spring has always been a season for people to yearn for and praise, because it brings us colorful and splendid spring flowers everywhere. In fact, not all flowers are immortal. What do some flowers look like? Gorgeous? , but? Vulgar? In my opinion, only these three kinds of flowers can be regarded as the soul of spring flowers!
Peach Blossoming
Peach blossoms are very sensitive to spring. When it hears the footsteps of spring, the bud can't wait to wake up and start dressing up, waiting for the brilliance when they bloom together. The opening of peach blossoms seems to attract the spring breeze and become much milder. Is the east wind soft outside the peach curtain? Ah, it seems that I am afraid of hurting the delicate skin of flowers. Peach blossom is like an affectionate beauty, which makes thousands of husbands fall at their feet.
I like to see peach petals scattered on the ground, just like the brocade in the sky burned to pieces and fell to the world, overlapping each other and laying a carpet. Stepping on it lightly is like erecting a colorful auspicious cloud and rising to the clouds lightly.
Peach blossoms burn out the mandarin duck brocade, and spring wakes up and moves the pillow.
Catkin flying
Catkin is the dance step of spring, dancing heartily in the smile of green wicker. Fall on flowers and plants, like Pu Yingduo; Falling on the water like a butterfly. Catkin makes every effort to embroider velvet all over the sky, attracting bees to surround the butterfly array; Make the mist cover the curtain and make the cuckoo jealous.
Catkin is so small, but it has such a long history. It can bend and stretch, up to the sky and down to the earth. Travel all over the world in one dance? . Even in this spring and March, it can use its deformation ability to drop a scene out of thin air? Xue Rui has brought a romantic color to this vast land.
Catkin flying, the wind sent me to Qingyun.
Yang puying
Dandelion is a symbol of spring. When it is a young flower, it has warm golden yellow like sunshine and healthy cheeks like spring; It has beautiful and pure petals, like pure eyes like water in spring; It has light leaves, like hair chasing the wind behind the head in spring. It has the character of sunshine, because it faces the sun all day, and it has penetrated the sunshine into the body and integrated with it; It has a clever mind, because it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, rhymes with groups of fluffy little guys, and then lets them fly away with their own hopes, thus generating beautiful hopes.
Pu Ying gently lifted the elm pod and floated in the spring pavilion, and Pu Rong should fly.
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I believe that these three kinds of flowers are not only my favorite, but also favored by nature. Otherwise, how could there be such a beautiful spring scene?
Ah, your beautiful spring flower, I love you more than spring!
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