One day after school, I was depressed and stopped looking at the road. At this moment, I tripped over something and fell to the ground. I looked up and said, "Ah!" I almost cried out in surprise: a stone with a nose, eyes and wings was flying in the air.
Before I could react, Stone said, "Hello, my name is Shi Jing. My job is to lie on the road and wait for someone to trip me up and let the person who tripped me go to the South Pole, but people always avoid me and even kick me away. You tripped me today, so I'm taking you to the South Pole. "
After that, Shi Jing pushed me into a round room. Shi Jing told me to close my eyes and shout three times at the South Pole. So, I did it.
I don't know how long it took. I opened my eyes and saw myself flying in the sky. I saw the ground covered with white, and everything was in the world of snow. I felt cold, so I looked down again. Oh, my God, I'm riding on a pencil box.
I was wondering where it was when the pencil-box fell heavily on the ground. I got off the pencil case and suddenly remembered Shi Jing's words: "Take me to the South Pole." I just solved my doubts.
I am walking on the snow-covered path, and I feel bored and lonely. On a whim, I took out an eraser from the pencil case and wiped it on the ground. The snow on the road melted and became a clear river. I patted the ground several times with a ruler, and many flowers grew on the ground. Colorful flowers are competing to open, emitting a strong fragrance. I rubbed it again, and lush grass and trees grew on the ground.
I saw penguins and sea lions homeless, so I moved to a big refrigerator and moved them into the refrigerator. Although there were flowers and plants, it was not lively, so I took out my pencil from the pencil case and wrote the word "animal" on the ground. Many small animals appeared on the grass at once. I chased them to play, and I was whimsical. I picked up a knife and drilled a small hole in the ground. When I reached two meters underground, a dazzling light fascinated my eyes. I looked intently, "ah! ! ! "I cried excitedly.
Suddenly, a sea lion appeared in front of me, trying to take my treasure. I grabbed the treasure tightly and ran away, but still chased me ... "plop", it turned out that I had rolled out of bed.
2. How to write a wonderful dream composition for the fourth grade? Today's night is really good. The sky is blue, and the little star blinks at the earth. Hey, isn't that the Big Dipper? It's really a spoon Suddenly, I found a meteor flying with a long tail like my balcony. I quickly closed my eyes and prepared to make a wish. However, this little star actually landed on my balcony, which surprised me. The star got up sideways, rubbed his eyes and said strangely, "Where am I?" I said, "This is my balcony. What are you doing here? " "Oh, my name is Xiaoxiao. Mother Moon sent me to help poor children. " Xiaoxing said. "I see." I'm getting interested. "Can I help you?" The little star said, "Great, what a caring child. Let's start at once. " "You see, this is a magical seed. As long as it is sprinkled on the ground, it will produce a lot of food and useful things. " Xiaoxiao pointed to a bottle and said, "In addition, I will give you a pair of wings to facilitate our actions." "Great, thank you!" I said happily, tie my wings to my body. Then we set off.
We first fly to the sky, find the place where we need help, and then scatter the seeds on that land and wait for them to sprout. We ran several disaster areas in a row, and we were so tired that our backs ached. Many things happen. Not long after, the seeds we planted have grown into big trees, with many things on them, including food, clothes and some daily necessities. I picked out a piece of chocolate, which was really delicious. Xiaoxing and I both laughed happily.
However, before long, some strange phenomena appeared: the leaves of the big tree began to wither and everything on the branches gradually disappeared. I am in a hurry. "By the way," said the little star patting his forehead, "we forgot to fertilize them. We must go to Moon Island. " We flew to the moon island again, filled some "holy water" with cups and scattered it on the trees in the disaster area. This time, the tree became full of vitality. We are relieved.
The little star gave me a bottle and said, "Thank you for your help. This is a gift for you. " At this time, there was a "ding" sound in the bottle.
"Ding, Ding" is an alarm clock, so I quickly sat up. It turns out that this is a beautiful dream!
Yu Ying School Grade Four: Zhang Huiwen
3. Brave Yang Yang Composition Research Why did Yang Yang leave? He left quietly, taking away part of my care and part of my thoughts.
Yang Yang is a dog that I had a few months ago. My parents bought it for me. I like small animals. When I was a child, I often stepped on the mud all over the floor and played with them, which made my mother angry and complain.
There are many families with dogs in front of my house, and I can't help looking there every time I pass by. I begged my parents to allow me to have a puppy countless times, but every time I got the answer: "people can't have one, but I still have a dog." Isn't this a mess? " As soon as I entered the house after school that day, I heard my parents shout, "Tingting, come and see our new guests!" " "The words sound just fell, she heard the cry of" wang wang ".
I am secretly happy. Before I got to the living room, a small yellow hairy head leaned out of the stairs. Then I saw the whole picture of the puppy: short legs, round and bulging belly, a small yellow-gray tail swaying, staring at a pair of big eyes and blinking at me. "Big eyes and small eyes!" Dad smiled and said, "Of course, compared with this puppy, you are only small-eyed."
I suddenly had a question, "Dad, didn't you forbid me to have a puppy?" Dad said, "You argue all day. Since you like puppies so much, I'll buy you one! " "At this time, my father asked me to give it a name. I thought for a moment and said that the arrival of this puppy means that there will be happy sunshine around me. So just call it "Yang Yang"! With a good reputation, I did nothing. I quickly put down my schoolbag so that Yang Yang could play. Yang Yang is not afraid of me. In a short time, Yang Yang and I became familiar with each other, and the arrival of Yang Yang was a mess. Although it has brought us a lot of trouble, it is more joy.
When he first came, Yang Yang was so small that he couldn't climb the stairs. We are often asked to hold it when we go upstairs and downstairs.
He has little courage. When he carried her to a high place, he complained that dogs are spiritual animals, so Yang Yang's coquetry didn't bring trouble to our family. * * * *, Yang Yang knew it was convenient to go to the haystack at the door every day. It's so spiritual and lovely. Sometimes my family goes out for a walk. I couldn't bear to put it at the door, so I put it in the house.
Of course, the consequences are tragic. When we came back, we helped him clean up the mess as usual. I was wiping the floor with a rag, and he asked for a cloth. He came to help me clean the floor.
Since Yang Yang came, my father's social activities have decreased correspondingly, and my mother has not played so much? The brain quail vortex sac is pale and harsh! What's the matter with you? H and pancreatic pine? What are you talking about? Stewing rack! Once, my relatives came to my house. I thought Yang Yang was too noisy, so I shut it in the doorway hallway (but I don't remember putting tiemenguan on it). As a result, all the relatives left, and Yang Yang absently disappeared into the crowd. I went out to call it back, but I couldn't. It turned out that he had disappeared without a trace. Yang Yang doesn't know the way home at ordinary times. He likes to go with people.
So, we searched all the places nearby and asked all the people. We don't know the whereabouts of Yang Yang. It is hard for our family to accept the fact that Yang Yang is really missing. Since Yang Yang disappeared, our family life has lost a lot of laughter.
In my dream, I was with Yang Yang. I touched its small tail and felt its face getting blurred. There seems to be an insurmountable obstacle between me and it.
4. Wonderful dream composition Today is New Year's Eve. In the morning, I got up early and played with my friends. "Goo goo ..." My stomach cried. Shit, I lost track of time when I was playing. It's already noon. I must get home before my mother, or I will be scolded by her again.
I was shocked when I opened the door. There is a New Year old man sitting on my sofa, wearing red clothes, a red hat, red shoes and a white beard. I plucked up my courage and asked, "Really ...? ""What do you say? " On the contrary, the old man for the New Year asked me to come. Looking at his kindness, my timidity decreased by three points. "New Year's old man", I didn't expect it.
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Soddy said. "I am who you say I am." This new year's old man is really beating around the bush.
Lustful. "I see that you have always been a good student with excellent academic performance and decided to give you some rewards. Come on, what's your wish? I will help you finish it! " "Really?" I asked doubtfully. "Then can you help my mother cure the disease of' lumbar disc herniation'?" "Yes!" The new year old man readily agreed. As he spoke, he took out a small bottle of green potion from the New Year gift package and handed it to me, saying, "This bottle of medicine 1 time a day, put a small cover on the protruding part of the lumbar disc." "Thank you!" I'm happy to say. At this moment, I saw a carriage falling from the sky. "Will you come again next year?" I reluctantly asked, "as long as you study hard, be an honest and trustworthy boy, be a good helper for your parents at home, and be a good assistant for your teachers at school." I will definitely come again next year! "After that, he got into the carriage and said to me," Remember what I said, goodbye! " "He galloped away on his horse. "Anyway, you should rub medicine on your mother first," I thought silently.
"Lazy, wake up, the sun is shining!" My mother's familiar voice came from my ear again. It was a dream!
I am a junior high school student, at this level, but I must be original.
5. My dream is to write a composition, my dream.
What is the dream? Every dream is a dazzling star shining on the empty stage, and the dream born in every young child's heart is the purest and most beautiful among the stars, as refreshing as tender bamboo shoots. although
When they realize their dreams, people can proudly say, "I succeeded!" " I have a dream! "But the stars in the sky will never be picked. So naturally there will be many, many lovely dreams that cannot be realized, but they
In the memory of its owner, it will always be a colorful rainbow. China is a big country with a long history, a vast territory and many people who love her deeply, whether it is human history, natural scenery, places of interest or richness.
There are many characteristics and cultures. Therefore, I have always admired those photographers who tirelessly shuttle between the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland with cameras. They use silent cameras instead of being powerless in the face of infinite beauty.
The language of the heart shows the beauty of the world incisively and vividly with sound. People who can only browse the beauty of the world through books and the Internet can enrich their understanding of the scenery in China. Those beautiful scenery can become vivid and wonderful without pale words.
If I can really become a photographer, I will immediately take up my equipment, throw myself into the great mountains and rivers of the motherland, record every wonderful moment, and enjoy the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain endowed with many legends.
Pure ice and the wonderful legend about the holy land of double suicide, taking pictures of the white peak soaring into the sky with awe, will also be shocked and proud of the grandeur of the Hakka wai building, so that it will stand in the frozen world forever, and I will be proud of it.
The quiet and beautiful Mochou Lake left a deep impression on me. Please let the beautiful and gentle Mo Chounv live in the charming and pure lotus. My protagonist will even be a little flower with newly opened petals, because it represents the vitality of children. ...
6. Writing My Dream is a dream about sleeping ***500 words. Dreams are colorful. It is like smoke, like fog, like silk falling quietly, drop by drop, drop by drop, fluttering and lingering. It is like a hazy, vague and charming ink painting. This is a pure beauty.
In my dream, there will always be such a misty picture, but I will never touch it, but I can feel that when I am there, there will always be a kind of peace in my heart, so that my thoughts can be calm, my ideals can be calm, and my life planning can be calm. The one in my dream is no longer calm, but always so faint, perhaps just because I can't find the real way to go!
Dream is an indispensable part of my life, because it takes me in the cradle of hope. Maybe too many people don't understand the meaning of the word "dream", and maybe no one can! I don't understand, and I know that dreams are a beautiful sacred place in everyone's heart, because it not only carries people's hopes, but also has the sustenance of life, which is infinitely beautiful!
Whenever I have a wish in my heart, my dream will help me plant a fresh and tender mood to reap the growth of this wish.
Dream is the spirit of talking and laughing, and it is a shining life. They are charming, disappointed, gentle, indifferent, or silent ... It can be said that they are full of emotions and dreams!
I felt very tired last night and soon fell into a daze when I lay in bed.
Fell asleep and had a dream.
I dreamed that I was a little magician. I rode a magic broom and flew to school with other small Rubik's Cube teachers. Unexpectedly, just halfway up, I was interrupted by an unexpected visitor-a terrible big blackbird one hundred times bigger than us.
Everyone has escaped. The big blackbird has been chasing me. I thought: Obviously, this guy is coming for me. He can't outrun it, so he must resist.
So I took out my wand and greeted him. He saw it, retreated first, then opened his mouth, flapping his black wings and rushed at me, trying to kill me. I dodged to the left and let it take nothing away. When he was panting, he made himself a thousand times bigger, quickly reached out his right hand and grabbed his black paw. I held on to it so tightly that it didn't have a chance to escape. It endured the pain and said with tears, "Please, give me a break, I won't dare next time." I let go when I saw something wrong. I didn't expect it to attack me again. I immediately turned myself into a big knife and slammed it on my head. It bled black blood and died. At this point, everyone came out, threw me up, grabbed me and cheered.
Suddenly I heard someone calling me. When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn. It was my mother who woke me up. I told my mother, "Mom, I just had a clever dream."
8. Write a 200-word composition about childhood dreams.
Colorful balloons float in the air,
This is my childhood dream.
There are expectant and eager eyes in the balloon.
But childhood dreams are so free.
Someone once waited for that dream, but it was far away and drifted away.
A bead curtain is another dream,
This is a beautiful dream.
There are eternal wings of joy in the bead curtain.
But childhood dreams are so beautiful and ingenious.
Someone once waited for that dream, but it broke and left.
Childhood dream, so beautiful.
Like the meeting between the cowherd and the weaver girl,
However, how many people have left that wonderful world?