The best answer is 1. The best reward is the power of harmony, happiness and profound strength. Let our eyes gradually become peaceful and can see the inner life of things clearly. Wordsworth I came across such a flower. I used to be a selfish person and never considered other people's feelings. Until that summer, my mother gave me a small potted plant as a reward. I took the flowerpot with joy and saw a small stem standing in the middle. It stands quietly in the flowerpot. The dark green stems are thin, but very powerful. There are no redundant leaves, but it branches at the top and bears two floret bones. I am very happy. Their petite appearance is like a baby who just landed, which really makes people fondle it. I watered them and watched them raise their heads slightly, scrambling to suck such nectar, and then surging around their bodies, as if to break free from the shackles of buds and fully bloom. I waited silently and watered regularly to see who would win the silent game. After a while, they were in full bloom at the same time. I lost my baby's appearance, just like two girls, holding their heads high and swaying with the breeze, dancing their graceful posture. Layered pink is their clothes. The pale pink at the edge of the petals goes to the pink in the middle and continues to the pink at the bottom, like a riddle full of mystery, which makes me more immersed in it. After every watering, I am more cautious, afraid that such beauty will be too short-lived. One night, it was surprisingly quiet, with no wind and no birds singing. I went to the balcony and heard their whispers. "I can't bear to part with you ..." "You must live well and live with my life!" I was very surprised. I think I must have heard something. The next day, they began to appear abnormal. One holds her head high as usual, and one is weaker than the other, as if telling others that her parents are biased in the process of raising them. Until later, one flower became more and more beautiful and danced more beautifully than before, while the other flower became more and more listless and withered, but turned to that delicate flower, as if giving up and holding something affectionately. "There is a kind of flower called Gemini. One is brilliant, but it has a flower. But as time goes on, one of them will constantly absorb the nutrients and essence of the other. After all, one is delicate and charming, and the other is withered and withered. " I was amazed at such greatness, sacrificing myself to fulfill others, and what perseverance that flower used to wait and suffer, until all the nutrients were dedicated to her sister, before she could be in the world. That weak and gorgeous life conveys to us what a grand life ostentation and extravagance. She finally hung her head and fell asleep. I saw another proud flower overflowing with tears. ..... That summer, I received the best return, and that long-lost flower made me really understand the true meaning of life-dedication. 2. The Best Reward Mango with black spots is my best reward and my grandmother's deep love-inscription The fragrance of mango always floats into my nose and haunts me, so I think of that best reward. At this time, my grandmother's love, like the fragrance of mango, wrapped around my heart and filled my heart ... That year, I used my spare time to go to my grandmother's house to play. In the yard, I snuggled in grandma's arms, pointed to the immature mango on the tree and shouted, "I want to eat this!" " "Although the emerald skin of mango is a little blue, it attracts my greedy eyes." No, not yet. "Grandma laughed." Grandma will give it to you when you come back from the first place in the exam, okay? "I clapped my hands and shouted, and grandma kissed my forehead with a warm smile on her face ... Back in the city, I forgot all about it until the phone that stung my heart rang," Grandma can't do it! "On the other end of the phone, my aunt was crying. I froze, a tear crossed my face, and tears of regret stung my heart. I really won the first prize, but I didn't report the good news to my grandmother. I completely forgot my grandmother in the distance. I hate myself! I got on the bus to the hospital in tears. The sheets in the hospital are horribly white, and there is a strong smell of medicine everywhere. Grandma was lying quietly in the hospital bed. When everyone looked at grandma who finally woke up with joy, the doctor said it was a reflection, and everyone was silent. I fought back my tears and rushed to grandma. I was surprised to see grandma holding a mango with black spots on its calluses. She held on so tightly that her cloudy eyes were full of disappointment. My mother told me that she told my grandmother that I had won the first prize. My grandmother always said that she would reward me with a mango, and when she went to the hospital, she also brought this mango, saying that she would give me an award in person. I can't control my feelings anymore. " Grandma, you'll be fine. Don't leave me! ""I cried with tears in my eyes, like being cut by a knife, and tears came to my eyes. "Reward ... reward ... mango ..." Grandma murmured, and her godless eyes revealed a kind of love that only I could read. Then she put the mango in my hand with all her strength and shook it tightly, holding my hand tightly. "Good ... good ... reading ..." Grandma's hoarse voice was only audible to me. I nodded, tears rolling in my eyes. Suddenly, grandma let go of her hand and closed her eyes gently. At this time, my tears came out desperately, hitting my hands and mangoes. I feel this spotted mango is so heavy. Looking at grandma's quiet face, I said to myself, "Yes, I will study hard!" " I will never forget that mango, it is the best reward! Another summer, the mango is ripe again, and the golden mango reminds me of my deep thoughts. The smell of mango is getting stronger and stronger, just like grandma's love, which is the best reward my grandma gave me. Remember this day in my heart, years are like a silk thread, one tied to yesterday and the other to the future. Time is like a rushing river, which is gone forever, but all the beautiful things have settled down ... So today, thousands of years later, we can still admire the majesty of the Great Wall, be impressed by the momentum of Dujiangyan and be fascinated by the magnificence of the Forbidden City! However, the precipitation of the years needs our common maintenance, so let us remember this day-June 2 1 day, China Heritage Day. The first time I saw the Great Wall was at Badaling. I admire the majesty of the Great Wall. The Great Wall, which Meng Jiangnv couldn't cry out, was built by a nation with its own wisdom and sweat. This is a miracle! Two years later, I traveled to Gansu, and the cold wind roared. broken walls was particularly desolate in the bleak sunset road-is this the Great Wall? Is it the majestic Great Wall that impressed me? I am silent. How can the Great Wall of Wan Li, which has defended our territory for thousands of years, be so desolate? I am sad, I have no solution, I am helpless. Finally, the voice of protecting cultural heritage resounded through the land of China. Why is this day not memorable? Remember this day, it is a sigh of history. Although it has caused damage, there is still time to protect the cultural heritage that is still in trouble today! Remembering this day is a respect for China's 5,000-year-old culture. The culture built by our ancestors with blood and meat is our eternal wealth and pride! Remember this day, it is the call of the years. Our culture is our root! As one of the four ancient civilizations, how can China culture be interrupted? Yesterday, I read in the news that all localities called on Chinese people to vote to list the Great Wall as one of the new seven wonders-it is commendable for China people to safeguard the reputation of the Great Wall, but in today's Great Wall, protection is more important than "fighting for fame"! The Great Wall is a miracle in everyone's heart in China, and even foreigners admire it. Then, even if we lose the election, we will not lose the respect in our hearts. It is still a miracle and will not be lost by one vote. But if it is not protected, it will be submerged in the torrent of history forever and will never appear again. That's our sorrow! So, remember this day. Miracles are not chosen, but inherited and protected! When the row of bronze bells rang, the rich and clear left sound and right rhyme went from far to near, spanning a thousand-year-old culture, echoing and condensing into-protecting the heritage! Remember this day, let us learn to protect our pride, our root-cultural heritage! Sad Pacific Ocean In 2000, the Pacific Ocean was very sad, really sad. Because too much sewage was discharged into the Pacific Ocean, the Pacific Ocean lost its original beautiful blue color and began to turn green, just like a skin disease. In 2020; ; ; ; Pacific Ocean cried, really cried. As human pollution to the Pacific Ocean is getting more and more serious, and I don't know how to solve the problem, the ugly face of the Pacific Ocean is even redder. It is a red tide caused by too much nitrogen and phosphorus. Man, if you really stop acting, the tears in the Pacific Ocean will dry up. In 2040, the Pacific was desperate, really desperate. The human beings she personally cultivated have no respect for her and continue to discharge sewage into the Pacific Ocean. So she became black and smelly. Originally blue, she no longer exists, but now it is just a dark and smelly Pacific Ocean. In 2060, the Pacific was angry, really angry. Humans really don't know how to repent, and they keep discharging pollutants. The Pacific Ocean has now become a veritable "Dead Sea". So she decided to take revenge on mankind. She gave birth to mankind with her own hands and will destroy mankind with her own hands. In 2080; ; ; ; Pacific Ocean is angry, really angry. On that day, strong winds rolled up dark clouds, mixed with rain and snow, and attacked human beings. In a flash, the sky was dark and the sun and moon were bleak. There are layers of huge waves blowing on the sea, and the tsunami has hit coastal cities and urban areas, with no intention of weakening. Finally, mankind was wiped out by this sudden disaster. The world is quiet again. In 2 100, the Pacific regretted it, really regretted it. Without humans, no one would discharge sewage into the Pacific Ocean. So after a long wait, the Pacific Ocean purified the seawater with its own self-purification ability, and the seawater turned blue again. But she began to regret it again. She shouldn't destroy mankind. So she began to breed slowly again. Finally, fish became amphibians, amphibians became reptiles, reptiles became mammals, so there was human beings. ; ; In AD 2 120, the Pacific Ocean smiled, really smiled. Newborn human beings know how to protect the Pacific Ocean and the truth that "if you want to take it, you must give it first". The Pacific Ocean also gave its fish selflessly to human beings. Therefore, the Pacific Ocean and mankind will always live in friendship ... 425 Responder: 88495.

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