2. Hope comes from disappointment, and rise begins with worry. As a poet said, people who feel hungry must digest well, people who feel anxious must be efficient, and people who feel crisis must make rapid progress.
Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, and don't cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back, as long as you face it bravely and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, and people will not feel confused.
4. The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of pine and cypress, which looks so quiet and solemn. On the green lawn and the white cement road, the footsteps are so light, but everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts are surging.
The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... People often become stronger after being tested by big winds and waves.
6. When you are immersed in warm air, birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, fertile fields, you will be intoxicated; When you face the golden autumn season, you will be ecstatic. Have you ever thought that abundant spring scenery is heroic after severe cold baptism, but the beautiful scenery in autumn is the crystallization after melting in hot summer? ............... (He Tingting)
7. If you want to harvest fruits in the autumn, then in the early spring when the chill invades people, you should roll up your trouser legs and tirelessly open up wasteland, sow seeds and cultivate until the day of harvest.
8. Life is a winding path in the mountains, with bumps on the side and cliffs on the side. If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Stop pretending! This is honesty, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but it can increase a sense of caution. The mountains are full of flowers and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is honesty, not pride, because smiling does not affect the road, but can increase self-confidence.
9. Love is the sunshine in winter. People who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world. Love is a clear spring in the desert, and people who are on the verge of despair have seen the hope of life; Love is a shower sprinkled on the long-term arid land, which makes the lonely and helpless people get spiritual comfort immediately. Mao Dan.
10, days always pass through your fingertips like spun yarn, and slip away inadvertently. Those sadness and misuse, with the waves gently faded, leaving the joy and smile, will always remain in the depths of memory.
1 1, the melancholy mood vanished. 12, faded memory. 13, another peaceful home is smoking.
14, some memories are burned, some memories are buried in the bottom of my heart, and the age of innocence is like flowing water across the golden age.
15, I want to melt in the pink peach petals and erase the worries in your heart all day.
16, I completely read my parents' hearts.
17, maternal love is a masterpiece that I can't finish reading all my life; Motherly love is the sky that I can never fly out.
18, when the yellow autumn leaves are swaying in the wind and floating out of the school gate in late autumn. In the moonlight, my father's shadow is very long, and my skinny father is wrapped in a huge windbreaker, and my heart is sour.
19, the true feelings in the world are like a big net, which warms people's hearts all the time, just like maternal love, which is endless.
20. Time is a poem, a philosophical poem of the richest man. Time is a camel carrying the dreams of countless people.
2 1, the fate of the ship lies in drifting; The fate of sails lies in chasing the wind and waves; The fate of life lies in grasping, grasping and believing that life can make you young and innocent.
22. Past events are like songs. In the journey of life, despite ups and downs and full of regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope. Let's remember that sentence: I won't cry if I miss the sun, otherwise I will miss the moon and stars.
If you fail in life, please don't write sad tears on your face. Failure is also a gain. The most important thing in life is to have full courage and the courage to start a business.
24, once thought that a helpless cry, the memo is all the vicissitudes of the world; I. > >
Question 2: Write a paragraph about everything. In the morning, I go to the park for morning exercises. Some people are running, some are doing aerobics, some are dancing swords, some are kicking shuttlecock, and some are playing diabolo.
Clouds in the sky are unpredictable, some like feathers, some like sheep, some like fish scales, and some like towering pagodas.
Question 3: What are the sentences describing actions? It is better to have some paragraphs of 1. A group of Dai girls are walking slowly, with small spinning wheels on their shoulders and small lanterns in their hands. The tight skirt swayed in the wind. Their figure is so slim, their steps are so light and their manners are so generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies descended from the sky.
Seeing people sliding around on the skating rink, my heart moved and I quickly put on my skates. The first few steps, some cold and cheerless, turned a few laps and returned to normal. I slide forward again, turn left, turn right, suddenly stop, slide back ... a child about my age, like the first time I entered the skating rink, stumbled and stumbled; Staggering, a squat.
There is an old woman at the crossroads, with a slight hunchback and a fat figure, struggling to walk on the empty road with an umbrella. The wind came at me with heavy rain. She bent forward hard, grabbed the umbrella, stepped back half a step and staggered forward.
It snowed at noon, so I can't go home for dinner. Just as I was about to do my homework, suddenly a delicious steamed stuffed bun was stuffed into my mouth. I turned around and saw Xiao Ming winking at me playfully.
Ning Jiayin ran to the overhead crossbar, stepped on the ground again, swung his arms violently and flew over the crossbar like a swallow.
6. He put the melon seeds in his mouth while cooking and bit them into a grid. However, when he bit them, he couldn't do it correctly. He soaked all the shells of melon seeds with saliva, and when he peeled them in his hand, he slipped around, unable to start, and finally fell to the ground, nowhere to be found. He swallowed a mouthful of empty saliva and chose another bite to bite. This time, he was very careful when peeling. He displayed the bitten melon seeds on the dining table in the cabin, lowered his head and peeled them carefully, as if he were repairing the clock. After about a minute or two, I finally peeled some melon seeds and stuffed them into my mouth to eat.
Question 4: What paragraphs describe Chaoyang? I woke up at four in the morning last night and rushed to the window to do some unfinished homework. At this time, the sky outside the window was dark and sleepy.
Busy for a while, inadvertently looked up and saw a faint scarlet printed on the tall building outside the window. Sunglow, a word flying in my mind, suddenly made me feel the last bit sleepy. So I pressed down my eagerness, grabbed the camera and ran to the balcony quickly. Suddenly, a gorgeous morning glow appeared!
The crimson morning glow has filled the eastern sky, and the vast land is still immersed in the heavy night. Red clouds crisscross the sky, and in the shelter gap of black buildings, they are full of wanton agitation, which makes people excited. The last time I saw Chaoyang, I can't remember when. Perhaps it is because I prefer the sunset glow, which seems deeper and more nostalgic, while the morning glow always gives people a feeling of fragility and thinness. But in fact, when I think about it, the visual difference between sunrise and sunset is not great. Perhaps it is because the night after sunset makes people's thoughts fly, or perhaps it is because I like Li Qingzhao's sentence, "The sunset glow melts into gold, and the clouds merge at dusk. Where are people?" So, looking at the morning glow, staring at this small piece of sky in the crack of the building, the silent dawn, the breeze blowing gently, everything in the world, at this moment, it seems that only I am. For an instant, it seems that feelings are gushing, mixed feelings, and there seems to be a thousand words. Who are you with? ! Silence, silence, only the sound of fingertips pressing the shutter, only greed and desire to see the changing sky every minute. At this moment, the strongest feeling of light and shadow is the rotation of the earth. As the sky gets brighter and brighter, the crimson clouds begin to become dazzling. In a clearer sky, the red clouds pass gently in the sky like gauze. The brighter the east, the more you can feel your acceptance of light. Suddenly, I seem to understand the different reasons why sunrise and sunset give me different feelings. The morning glow represents the progress in the direction and psychological acceptance, while the sunset really symbolizes the loss of attachment and alienation to beautiful things. What is lost is often more memorable and proved again.
One minute, I took a few pictures in a hurry. The change of the sky is different every minute. It's a pity that I don't have professional equipment and technology, but this broken machine is enough to record my mood.
It was a beautiful morning, but I was the only one.
From the poem: Morning glow in the sky [topic]—
Cut out spring work and dip in the morning glow? Liu Yong-the morning sun, like a newly married wife who just went out, shyly showed half her face. The sun went down, and its exceptionally bright light came out from the treetops, dyeing white clouds and green hills red. Slowly, the sun shone through the clouds, revealing a face that had already swelled red, like a shy little girl looking at the earth. Brilliant sunshine permeates through the gaps between leaves, through the fog in the morning, and continuously spreads all over the campus. The sun is lower and red as blood. On the surface of the water, a striking broad light wave extends from the edge of the ocean to the side of the ship. The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the horizon seemed to light a fire. In spring, the sunshine is warm, and a warm hand is extended, which makes people feel comfortable all over. The spring breeze blew away the dark clouds, and the sun smiled happily, spreading warmth and brilliance all over the lake. The scorching sun hung high in the sky, red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame when the oil boiled. I dare not look up at the sun, but I feel dazzling everywhere, in the air, on the roof, on the ground ... >>
Question 5: What are the good words, sentences and paragraphs that describe people? 1) A word that describes a person's appearance.
Looking dignified and strong, with fine eyes, red ears and white, soft and red face.
Silver hair, bright eyes, eyes like a pool of fire, eyes like gold, thick eyebrows.
Good-natured, majestic, tall and burly, spirited and well dressed.
(2) Words describing the expressions of characters
Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh.
Proud, cheerful, carefree and radiant.
Aggressive, depressed, sad, listless, tearful.
(3) Words describing the emotions of characters
Be elated, full of joy, anxious to return, relaxed and happy, ups and downs.
Convinced, preoccupied, worried and heartbroken.
Anger, fear, panic, anxiety and depression
(4) sentences describing characters
Her face has a pair of beautiful eyes, dotted with childish long eyelashes, like two crystal grapes.
Hei Hu, the child, has a strong head and two big eyes, and is very energetic.
His brow wrinkled tightly from time to time, forming a question mark between the two; Sometimes I stretch happily, like an exclamation point.
His red face sparkled like an apple ripe in September.
His ears are white and red, his helix is distinct, and his outer ring and inner ring are very symmetrical, like a carved work of art.
Her small mouth contains rich expressions: when you are happy, tilt your lips and make a face; When you are angry, you can catch a small oil pan by pouting. Words from this mouth sometimes make people angry and choke, but sometimes people can't help laughing.
Miss Li has beautiful hair, black and bright, thick and dense. When she stands in the sun and shakes her head gently, her hair will flash with colorful rings.
Our classmate Xiaohong is wearing a big braid, which is black and bright, with a pair of big black eyes embedded under his thick eyebrows. She looks beautiful.
Xiao Fei sat in his seat, writing and writing. There seems to be a steady stream of spring water flowing out of his pen. In less than one class, I actually wrote a composition.
Xiaohong just sat facing the window, and the afternoon sun shone on her round face, making her cheeks more rosy; She holds her chin with a pen, her eyes are wide open, her bright eyes are swimming slowly, and her plump chin is slightly upturned-this is the eyes that math teachers are familiar with and love whenever she thinks of a more ingenious way to solve a math problem.
Whenever I do my homework, the nib rustles, as if a bird is singing to me, and as if to encourage me: "If you are not afraid of difficulties, climb the peak bravely."
She stood up and answered so accurately, so naturally, so smoothly, as if she had been prepared.
She recited in cadence, with beautiful tone, beautiful expression and moving seat.
He is a naughty boy. He reads too fast and crackles like a fried peanut.
Juanjuan read the text in Mandarin, and her voice was crisp and nice. Even the sunshine is fascinated. She sneaked into the classroom through the window and left it on her book, which she didn't want to leave for a long time.
The above is for reference, and your approval is the motivation for my answer. Please adopt it.
Question 6: What are the paragraphs describing willows? In a beautiful season, everything is green in spring. Look at the green shoots on the willow tree, just like a baby wrapped in a quilt! It is yellow in green, green in yellow, and its thin leaves are like a smooth green yarn; Look at the oily green wheat seedling, but it looks like a teenager's face-full of confidence and hope, like a willow tree preparing for war, and like a naughty handsome posture; In the early morning of spring, dew is everywhere. It drips gently on the green arm like a pearl, crystal clear, and sublimates the already beautiful green.
In spring, green shoots are pulled out from the willow tree, floating in the wind, like a cuckold child, playing the game of eagle catching chicken. After a while, the bud opened, small, round and chubby like a baby's face. After a while, the willow leaves become big, bright and green. Shining like emerald.
In spring, willows slowly spit out green buds. In a few days, the young leaves of willow will grow out. Buds and leaves are intertwined to form a beautiful picture. If you look from a distance, you will find that birds fly by from time to time, and buds, leaves, birds and surrounding flowers and trees form a beautiful picture.
In spring, the branches and leaves of bright green willows flutter gently in the air. The breeze blew, and the willows danced, up and down, left and right, very beautiful. Its graceful posture is comparable to that of a dancer.
In winter, layers of snowflakes cover the bare branches, just like snowflakes are helping them keep out the cold, and they are also decorating willows, making them a beautiful girl.
In summer, the leaves of willow seem to be painted with a thick layer of green by the painter. Its green leaves are like a boat, long and narrow and delicate. Look, those naughty children picked some willow branches with their dexterous little hands and knitted some beautiful things for themselves.
When the spring rain continues, the willow wakes up from sleep, opens its misty eyes and rubs them. When the willow saw this sleeping world, it couldn't help straightening its back and holding its head high to tell people to wake up. Spring is coming! Willow stretched out its slender waist branches and waved its slender arms in the breeze, as if welcoming us to join the spring team.
Question 7: What does the description in the first paragraph do to pave the way for the following? But it depends on what you write at the beginning of your article. If it is a description of the environment, what atmosphere is rendered and what characteristics are highlighted, what role and benefits does this writing have?