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A composition on the theme of soil
Soil-the source of life

Diligence is a cash cow and frugality is a cornucopia. Nowadays, in the advanced 2 1 century, precious resources have been preserved, but some ordinary resources are getting less and less every day, but no one cares.

In a corner of our community, there are tons of soil piled up. It is said that it was redundant when greening, and later it was planned to be transported to the suburbs for greening. But since then, no one has dealt with this matter and has been piled up there. Now it has become a pile of ruins, and these tons of soil have been wasted.

Everything depends on the soil, and human beings multiply on the soil. Soil is our foothold, and soil is our food and clothing parents. Whether it is rural areas, cities, farmland, mines, or mountains, rivers, forests, grasslands ... are closely related to soil. Ordinary and simple soil, broad and heavy, silent dedication and unexpected harvest, outstanding and never make public! We in China have a deep affection for the soil. According to legend, in ancient times, Nu Wa made people, and the carrier that Nu Wa gave life was the soil. Excuse me: "Is this the right thing to do now?" Although the soil is ordinary, it is the insignificant soil that gave birth to us and nurtured us. Some people will say, "There is dirt everywhere. How can it be extinct? " I said, "Yes, soil really can't be extinct! But I want to ask, if you have 100 yuan and spend 0.0 1 yuan, are they the same? "

Once, the grandparents of the neighborhood Committee led several of our students to plant trees. A lot of soil was dug at that time. After planting trees, I found some in the bucket. At this time, an old man is preparing to pour the soil into the garbage bag. I hurried forward to stop him and said, "Grandpa, let me put the soil back into nature?" Grandpa looked at me and gave me the soil with a smile. I began to run to a small tree next to me and gently surrounded it with earth, as if to give it a warm home. Here, it can play a role again!

Every resource around us is indispensable. Let's fully save them, make use of them and strive to create a brand-new city!

Dad is a pile of rubbish.

As the saying goes, "Flowers love sunshine and fish love the water", then grass certainly loves soil.

Dad is dirt, ordinary and simple.

Dad is dirt, wide and thick.

Dad is dirt and I am grass. The soil nourishes the grass.

Dad loves me very much. He cares about me all the time, just as the soil loves the grass. He gave me the truth of being a man with practical actions and told me the meaning of life. When I am proud, tell me that "there are people outside, and there are days behind". When I am depressed, encourage me that "failure is the mother of success". In my 16 stormy life, my father raised me a lot.

Dad is dirt and I am grass. Dirt is grass, coach.

Dad paid attention to exercising my self-care ability since I was a child. Every time I need to wash my socks and clothes, my mother does everything instead, and my father says, "Do your own thing." I fell down several times when I was learning to ride a bike. It was my mother who said "Learn when you grow up" and my father who shouted "Persistence is victory". So dad is my strictest coach.

Dad is dirt and I am grass. The soil nourishes the grass.

Dad is an ordinary worker with the characteristics of China workers. He is honest and simple, and never asks for anything in return for helping others. His words never embellish. He often said, "Study hard. Dad can't help you in the future. It's up to you. Where can you go, dad will provide it for you. " These ordinary words, which are almost mediocre, make me unforgettable for a long time. I seem to feel his enthusiasm coming from every heartbeat. This heartfelt enthusiasm has taught me how to face life and face life. Under the influence of my father's personality, I also became strong, practical and indomitable. I followed my father step by step on the road of life.

Dad is dirt and I am grass. The soil protects the grass.

The care of the earth for the grass is silent, and my father's care for me is deep. He doesn't nag like his mother, but often talks to me, always pays attention to my thoughts, and understands and cares about me fundamentally. I grew up under my father's gaze, and I can't forget his eyes. Just like Zhu Ziqing can't forget his father's back. Every look my father gave me was a kind of care.

Dad is dirt and I am grass. Grass always loves the soil, and I always love my father.

The smile of the earth

I planted fragrant roses in the garden, which looked like a burning sunset from a distance. When my friends visit, I want them to take some roses home. I believe that friends holding the back of red roses will definitely ignite sensitive feelings. One day, a very good girlfriend came to see me. I know she always likes flowers and plants best. When I left, I said, pick a bunch of roses to decorate your boudoir, and make sure it is fragrant. My girlfriend stepped into the garden gently, smelling it in the east and west, flying in spirit, but refused to pick it. I said it doesn't matter. What's more, I'm not a florist and I won't make money from roses. Say that finish quickly stopped and shouted.

It hurts to cut such beautiful roses. She grabbed my sleeve and reminded me: Never cut it. Roses are the smiles of the earth. Who has the heart to kill an intoxicating smile?

My soul was shocked, ugly soil, humble soil, simple soil, because of roses, showing a stunning smile, because this smile is extremely cherished.

A friend was lucky enough to buy a Tang Dynasty vase at the auction. The vase has a narrow neck, a big belly and blue and white floral tones. From modeling to color, it is colorful, as a whole, elegant, full of pride, carefree and supercilious. Friends invited us all to watch. Strangely, every tourist is careful for fear of damaging the treasures of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. In fact, it is a handful of soil, which was burned in a kiln before it was refined into a classic in porcelain.

Jiangnan teapot is exquisitely carved and clay figurines are painted, which is amazing. Are not all smiles of the earth? Precious and precious. Even if it is ugly, even if it is simple, it is equally awe-inspiring.

I see, even ordinary people have no reason to bury themselves. As long as they try to live a colorful life, they will be moved.