Spring flies quietly to us, and the Chinese rose flowers in the yard are in bloom. It is so lush, as white as a thin snowflake and as red as a fireball, attracting swarms of butterflies and bees to play. Paulownia trees have blossomed white flowers, like little stars hanging in the sky. Ginkgo tree has pulled out a piece of bud, which is very imposing.
Flying around in the hot summer, the yard is very lively. In the morning, the rooster crowed loudly. At noon, the cicada climbed the extremely high ginkgo tree and made a loud noise, as if to say, "It's so hot! It's so hot! " Late at night, crickets sing like singers. The paulownia tree bears small fruits, and the ginkgo tree grows Chiba. I can go under the tree to enjoy the cool!
Baby Qiu comes to my house as a guest. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the golden ginkgo leaves jumped down like naughty children. The ground is covered with ginkgo leaves. I really want to lie on it and sleep. Paulownia trees are full of big bubbles like solid balls. We climbed the tree step by step, one in each hand, and then put it down gently. Soon we picked a big basket.
In winter, snowflakes fall from the sky, and the yard is full of snow, but I am also very happy because we can have a snowball fight and make a snowman in the yard.
This is my beautiful yard.
The Beginning of Zi Yuan's Travel Notes in Laoyuanzi, Xiamen
On February 19, my family went to Xiamen by bus to visit the iconic folk culture village-Laoyuanzi.
After getting off the bus, we followed the guide to the gate. The archway at the gate reads "Old Yard" in three characters. Through the ticket gate, we arrived at the fishing village pier under the guidance of the "flag" and boarded a docked ocean-going merchant ship. This ship looks very old, with an abrupt mast and a huge hull. It looks very imposing. After landing, we entered Minnan fishing village, where there were many wax figures. These wax figures are lifelike, lifelike, and some weave with dexterous hands in front of the textile machine; Some are blacksmiths, swinging hammers and beating red-hot iron blocks up and down; Some weave fishing nets in the yard; Some sit in the teahouse and drink tea around the table, talking about the past and the present; There is also a peasant woman swinging food with a dustpan and feeding a group of hens and chickens ... Wait, what a harmonious and pleasant picture of life in Minnan fishing village!
Out of the fishing village, we came to an artificial lake and saw a three-sided Buddha statue standing in the middle of the lake. The tour guide said that this is "Mazu on three sides". /kloc-around 0/0: 30, you can enjoy the unique "three-sided Mazu" dynamic music fountain ceremony in the world. Waiting for it, the exciting moment has finally arrived. As the music started, water began to spray around Mazu, and Mazu was slowly rising, three times inside and three times outside. Every time the music is improved, the height of the water column is increased by one level, and the crowd boils once. When the statue of Mazu rose to the highest point, the water column also sprayed to the highest point, and Mazu began to rotate, as if blessing the people around him. At this time, the crowd was full of boiling, cheering and screaming.
The 500-word composition "Familiar Garden" was walking down the street, and I heard Pan Meichen singing from time to time: "I want to have a home/a place that doesn't need gorgeous/I will think of it when I am tired/I want to have a home ..." I think I also have a home-a spiritual home-a book.
Ask the world, what are books? It's just a matter of forgetting to eat and sleep.
A book is a desk lamp, which makes my eyes shine in the lost night. I follow this light to explore the mysteries of the world; A book is a cup of fragrant tea. Take a sip, and the tea will smell around your teeth. A book is a key that leads me to open the treasure house of wisdom with infinite power. -Books are my warm home.
I have had an indissoluble bond with books since I was a child. My small bookcase is full of 100,000 Why's, Yue Biography, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin and Idiom Stories ... they have built my spiritual home!
I like to immerse myself in the quiet night, in the book, think quietly, and communicate freely with every soul lying in the book …
Opening the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I feel that I have entered a battlefield full of intrigue and swords. Opening the journey to the west, I feel as if I have entered a magical realm of walking clouds and unpredictable; Open the "Water Margin", there are Liangshan heroes who are evil as enemies, get rid of violence and settle down, and set justice in one; Open a Dream of Red Mansions, lament Lin Daiyu's sad burial of flowers, accompany her to visit Guo Rongfu's flower beds, and accompany Granny Liu into the Grand View Garden ... The thrilling story of ups and downs makes me reluctant to put down the book, even though my eyes are already very painful. ...
I love my hometown garden (composition) My hometown is in Gushi, Henan, and what makes me most proud at home is a square vegetable garden directly opposite.
In early spring, the snow in the vegetable garden melted. The grass poked its head out of the soil and stretched itself; Also, the flowers rolled out of the soil, and when the breeze blew, the little flowers staggered to greet us and smiled; Beautiful butterfly leaves fall on small wild flowers and dance, adding vitality to my vegetable garden.
In midsummer, after a heavy rain, the vegetable garden becomes more beautiful. Hazy clouds hung over it, looming. The wind is very strong, and grass and flowers rustle in the sand, which sounds like two bells. Although it is a vegetable garden, I didn't grow any vegetables for it, because I think only in this way can the vegetable garden be beautiful.
In late autumn, small wild flowers and grass gradually wither. Bare black and bright soil appeared, the soil was wet by autumn rain, and a little rain poured into the stomach. But what about grass? What should I do with the grass? The fairy in autumn told it: "Wildfire never completely devours them, but they will grow taller again in the spring breeze." If you grow back next spring, you will be more prosperous than this year. " The grass thanked the fairy and withered willingly.
In the cold winter, the vegetable garden afraid of cold made Sister Snowflake put on a thick little cotton-padded jacket for herself. In the winter sunshine, the little cotton-padded jacket is an elf dancing happily; It is a picture of ice and snow; It is the protective color of the vegetable garden.
Maybe you will ask me why I chose it, and I will answer you without hesitation: "No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is not as good as when you want to go." "As I said, that's my proudest place.
My grandfather's garden is full of vitality all year round.
In spring, everything recovers, and pink peach blossoms bloom on the peach trees in the small garden. Beautiful peach blossoms decorate the tree more beautifully. The peach tree bent down with laughter, and the branches were covered with "small bumps". What a beautiful little garden!
The arrival of midsummer turned a small pimple into a lovely peach. The cicada took pains to shout in the tree: "cicada ~ cicada ~"
In autumn, there is a faint fragrance floating in the garden. Can you guess what this flower is? I'm telling you, it's chrysanthemum! Chrysanthemums are slim and graceful, like several lovely little girls: some stand in the middle, holding their heads high, as if in the sun; Some bow their heads as if afraid of embarrassment; Some are chatting. What a nice gesture!
It snowed heavily and the small garden was white. Only plum blossoms hold their heads high, standing in the snow and fighting the cold. But his will is so firm.
I like this small garden, which makes me know more about flowers.
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The beautiful scenery in the spring garden is not as luxurious as the park, but it is simple and lovely. It's not as wide as the square, but it has everything. This is our yard.
In April, the grass is no longer so humble, and some have even grown to more than 30 centimeters, which is higher than the dandelion that covered them in the previous period. They have a new understanding of life.
There are eleven or twelve pine trees, all of which are about 1.7 meters high. Although it is not high, it is straight and the trunks are arranged regularly. From a distance, they look like a thousand pagodas, and pine needles are not easy to mess with. They are short, hard and very sharp.
Willow becomes more noticeable in April, with tall and straight trunks and long willow branches. From a distance, she looks like a big sister with a good braid. In April, when the wind blows, catkins fly all over the sky, and they struggle to find a foothold.
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Spring is coming! Teacher Chun quietly stepped into our campus and slowly walked into the playground of the campus, with a green carpet on the floor!
Walking into the playground, I saw the cheerful figures of my classmates, who enjoyed themselves. The whole playground is full of their laughter!
In the flower bed on the left side of the playground, the grass poked its head out as if to ask, "Is the beautiful spring coming?" The little flower next to her was awakened in a dream and asked, "Miss Chun, are you there?" Cough, cough, cough uncle big banyan coughed a few times. Uncle big banyan, uncle big banyan, is spring here? Of course, Miss Chun woke you up. Look, kind Miss Chun brought you a present. Find it yourself. Cao, Miss Chun sent you a new green dress. Xiaohua, Miss Chun gave you a pink dress. I really envy you! Uncle Rong, how dare you say that Miss Chun is so kind to you. She dyed your hair green to make you younger and gave you a pair of dark brown pants! Grass, look, Uncle Big Banyan is so handsome! "Xiaohua Zan." Children, Miss Chun is here. She has brought us so many presents. We should thank Miss Chun. "Uncle Da Rong said," Thank you, Miss Chun! " Everyone said with one voice.
The flowers and trees on campus are grateful for spring and are thriving, adding infinite vitality to our campus.
My garden composition in the sixth grade is 600 words in my yard.
My yard My yard is full of vitality and laughter all year round. Spring has come, the earth has turned green and the trees have turned green. In my yard, peach trees sprout, orange trees bloom, magnolia trees smile, and the fragrance is overflowing and refreshing. Birds are singing, bees and butterflies are flying, and the yard is full of vitality. When summer comes, my father and grandmother are very busy. My father waters the flowers and my grandmother fertilizes the vegetables. Although they are so busy that they are sweating, looking at the green yard, their hearts are full of sweetness. Autumn, I don't know if the yard is to show love for autumn, or if I got drunk and climbed into the yellow dye vat, and my whole body was as yellow as gold. Oranges hang on trees like yellow lanterns, chrysanthemums come like blondes, and yellow leaves fly in the air like butterflies. In winter, snowflakes fall, and the trees in the yard become white-haired old people. We make snowmen, have snowball fights and kick snowballs in the yard. I play with laughter, learn with laughter, and grow with laughter. I love my home and my yard best.
From the moment we landed, we became budding flowers and bones, and heaven and earth handed us over to hard-working gardeners, believing that they could make us bloom exceptionally brilliant flowers.
We are delicate flowers and bones, our teachers are hardworking gardeners, our school is a sacred garden, and we were born here.
-inscription 1. Stumbling from the hut to the vibrant garden. The garden is crowded with flowers waiting to bloom.
"Son, I will give you to the respectable gardener. Work hard. I'll wait for you to blossom!
""We believe that every flower can blossom the most beautiful miracle, and they will make the garden more beautiful inside and outside. "So it began. Green leaves look at the sky.
Second, "Wow, they are all just like me!
""no!
Son, there is no such flower in this world. They are not like you, and you are not like them. ""why? " "You are just the starting point, but the flowers are completely different!
"I don't understand. "The green leaves on my body are shaking.
"When I came to this world, I decided to pay the price for my life. I can't follow the environment and learn to walk by myself. At first, they were pure, naive, playful and smiling, but later they were different and would change. There are no exactly the same flowers in the garden. " Third, time is born from the most sacred place like raindrops, then dives into the soil and never looks back. Hua's growth began to shrink. He found that this road was not as wonderful as his dream, and he wanted to give up. It seems that the delicate drops of flower bones are also beautiful.
"Son, you can't see the bright sunshine in the bud. Buds can't attract butterflies' worries. Buds can't draw a natural spiritual spring. You should learn to be strong, you know? " "It seems difficult!
""Only giving can blossom. Now that you're here, stand up bravely!
"She is still depressed and can't seem to see the road ahead. The green leaves on my body are shaking.
Fourth, "you have to understand that it is cruel and difficult outside.
Difficult, there are not so many gardeners who care about you, and there are not many sincere friends, let alone the freedom of gardens. Some flowers give up the warmth of the world for their own bloom. Don't miss the garden when you go out!
""really? Is it that scary outside the garden? Bud can make the world peaceful and beautiful!
""boy!
""well, I want to be like a dream outside. "Finally, the flowers in the garden are blooming and the green leaves are radiant with gorgeous colors. The gardener smiled with relief. Flowers ushered in the first ray of warm sunshine in life, sucking the sweet rain and staring at this colorful world, "Wow, it's so beautiful!
"Naughty petals floated outside the garden and were trampled dirty and ugly by passers-by." I want to get up, call my friends and fly in the air together. "However, everyone went their separate ways, some fell to the sea, some fell to the grassland, some fell to the desert, some fell to the city, and some fell to the fields ... everyone was looking for their own way." The gardener said that he would learn to walk by himself. ""Thank you for the garden, thank you for the gardener, thank you, I will always love this beautiful garden!
"May 2008 18
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