Write hope around the central meaning
This girl is Wan Yu Disc. We met online. After getting familiar with her, we send WeChat communication every day. It's not that she asked me out to meet her, it's to enhance our feelings.
I bought her a book from the supermarket, because the information on the Internet shows that she likes reading very much. I walked to the appointed place, hoping that she would come early. I paced back and forth in front of the bookstore, looking at my watch from time to time, wondering what she would look like. In this way, a minute passed, and finally at the appointed time, she still didn't show up as scheduled.
After a while, I began to worry, thinking she wouldn't forget, right? Suddenly, I saw a girl-willow eyebrows, long ponytail, oval face, a pair of watery eyes, a high nose, and a small cherry mouth below. I thought to myself: this should be Wan Yu butterfly. Sure enough, she is my long-awaited friend. We shook hands happily. It turns out that she and I study in the same school. I am very happy. I can study and read together every day. When I took out the book for her, she was reading while walking and accidentally bumped into a post. As I expected, she is really a bookworm.
Hope is a kind of mood, and it never needs a special agreement. You may be looking forward to a beautiful season, a book fascinates you, a sport fascinates you, or ... today, I also tasted hope.
In the morning, after the alarm clock woke me up, the first thing I did was look at the sky outside the window. Alas, it's another dusty day. It's been like this for almost two weeks. Every morning, the sky is not blue, the sun is always cloudy, and the air always smells of dust. Whenever I come home from school, my mother always says that my face doesn't seem to be clean, as if I came back from the desert! The pollution index of the weather forecast of Beijing TV Station is often heavy pollution, because there is always dusty weather visiting Beijing.
Beijing in April should be beautiful: under the blue sky and white clouds, there are bright yellow winter jasmine, milky white magnolia, pink peach blossom, light purple February orchid, green grass drilled out of the ground and tender green wicker dancing in the wind. However, all this is shrouded in polluted air, and everyone is wearing gray clothes, losing their original brightness.
It is said that the dusty weather in Beijing originated from the desert and wasteland in the northwest of China. As soon as the wind blows, the bare sand is swept into the sky, and the original light blue sky becomes khaki, and dust is flying all over the sky. All this is because people cut down forests excessively and exploit water resources excessively, which destroys the original ecological balance, makes the original oasis desert, makes a large area of grassland disappear, and makes the area of desert increase day by day, so we are attacked by sandstorms more and more.
I'm really worried about the environment in Beijing: at this rate, the 2008 Olympic Games will not be green. I'm afraid even athletes have to wear masks to compete. What a terrible scene! Protecting the natural environment and controlling environmental pollution should be the responsibility of human beings, otherwise human beings will be retaliated by nature.
How I hope that the sky in 2008 is the most beautiful: every day I breathe fresh air, every day I feel the brightness and warmth of the sun, every day white clouds smile at me, every day silvery white planes shuttle through the blue sky, and every day birds fly freely … I hope that every day I look up at the sky is a painting.
I look forward to the sun, which can illuminate the earth and warm everything; I look forward to the sunshine of the soul, which can shine into and warm our hearts; I hope I can become a ray of warm sunshine, illuminating everyone. ...
Feel the sunshine in life. He is like family, encouraging you, caring for you and healing the wounds in your heart.
Feel the sunshine in life, he is like a teacher, teaching you, guiding you and helping you find your ideal sail.
Feel the sunshine in life. He is like a friend, accompanying you, comforting you and letting you find your lost way again.
Family, your solid backing, they have shoulders you can rely on. Home is an eternal harbor. No matter how confused you are, he will always light a bright silver lamp for you. Life will change with the times, but love for family will never change. Mother's kindness, father's earnest, it is warm sunshine, shining into your young heart.
Teacher, your navigator, guides you in the direction of life. Do you always remember the teacher's earnest instruction? Your stumbling in your study career is to relieve pain and heal wounds. Whether you notice the tears in the teacher's eyes when you succeed is the greatest reward for the teacher, because this ray of sunshine will definitely find the direction of success for you.
Friend, your loyal fan, no matter what difficulties you encounter, he will accompany you through the wind and waves, break through the darkness and tide over the difficulties. A friend is your tonic, which makes you full of confidence in everything, because he is a ray of sunshine and brings you endless strength.
Feel the sunshine in your life, it gives you the power you want most!
I hope the birds in the blue sky can fly freely; I hope people will no longer wear thick masks and have fresh air for us to breathe; I hope the fish play happily in the clear lake. I look forward to it. ...
I hope that in the vibrant spring, all pm2 5 and smog will disappear, and people will take off their thick masks and enjoy breathing. I hope the earth is greener! Let the lonely desert no longer be lonely. People planted many trees in the desert, and soon the trees became shady, and the desert became a big forest. People no longer cut down trees, nor can they make birds homeless. I hope the forest can spread all the way to Beijing like that green carpet, so that Beijing will no longer suffer from smog.
I hope that in the hot summer, the river will be clear and transparent, and will not be polluted by those disgusting garbage, and there will be no pollutants such as lead and benzene. I hope the river is cleaner, just like amber. There will be no evil sand dredgers on the river, only fish will live happily.
I hope that in the busy autumn, food safety will be more secure. All vegetables, meat and fruits contain no additives. We can buy ingredients with confidence and make the most delicious and reassuring food. There will be no clenbuterol in pork, and cooking oil is no longer waste oil. All ingredients come from nature.
I hope there will be a heavy snow in the snowy winter. Let's enjoy it. Snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the bare trunk with new white clothes. They are flying in the air like lovely little butterflies; They turned the whole world into white like a group of magical elves.
I hope the earth will always be beautiful, the sky will be bluer, the white clouds will be whiter and the green grass will be greener. How pleasant it is for us to play happily on the lawn! How intoxicating it is to sit on the floor and be in a beautiful environment with green grass!
Write hope 5 around the central meaning. I often stay up late, hoping only for an epiphyllum to bloom.
Every time the flowers bloom, what I see outside is Huang Rui, such as skirts and stars; Seven or eight petals of dew, stars arching the moon, like music, like dancing. The beauty of a flash in the pan and the brilliance of a closed moon are vivid.
I remember that spring, my mother took me to plant an epiphyllum in the flowerpot under the house. One night in autumn, I will see the epiphyllum in full bloom. Since then, I have been looking forward to a blooming epiphyllum every day. Every day when I go home, I think: Why do I always expect rain but never rain? Without the nourishment of nature, can epiphyllum still stick its head out?
As the days passed, the weather became colder and colder, and my interest in epiphyllum became stronger and stronger. Why are epiphyllum tiny seedlings? When will it bloom among the flowers? One day in September, I suddenly found a small bud on the epiphyllum. On the high branches, the shy buds are extremely elegant, and the buds wrapped in purple slender coats are so beautiful and the lines are so smooth. The flower tube is upturned, the purple clothes are stretched and layered, such as the dancer's dance, such as the boss's freedom. Ah! Epiphyllum will bloom eventually! I'm about to see its beautiful figure! One night, I didn't leave, waiting quietly for the epiphyllum to bloom. As if it was that moment, the flower tube slowly tilted and the purple coat slowly opened. More than 20 petals are stacked together and gathered together. On the high branch, a bud jumped, wrapped in purple clothes, and its petals were burnt. In this way, the big white flowers bloomed in the eyes.
The next morning, I ran to Epiphyllum with excitement and expectation. Just when my desire came to my mind, I found it had withered. "Epiphyllum is short-lived, but at the moment it blooms, it still leaves the most beautiful side in people's hearts." Mother pointed to the withered epiphyllum and said.
Yes! Epiphyllum is brewed for a lifetime, and only after painstaking efforts can it be short-lived and beautiful, and this moment is eternal.
Epiphyllum, I hope you will bloom again.
I often look out of the window quietly alone. I don't expect the arrival of spring, and I don't expect when I will grow up. I am looking forward to someone's return, and that is my father. ...
My father is a soldier and seldom goes home on weekdays. Whenever I see other students' fathers pick them up from school, I envy them. I wish dad could pick me up.
It's another Sunday, it's raining lightly outside, and it's very cold. I'm sitting by the window alone, staring out ... I hope my father can come back, even if it's just for a short time, even if it's just looking at his figure, I'm satisfied.
At this moment, I heard the car flute. I looked out in surprise. Unexpectedly, when the car door rang, it was the father of the little boy next door. My expectant heart suddenly fell into a trough and my nose ached: Why not my father?
I remember when my father came back, he always comforted me and said, "My father's job is different from others. Isn't it because other children can be reunited with their families that I have neglected you? " I look at the raindrops outside the window and miss my father more and more. How happy I am when I am with my father! Although time is always short, I remember it deeply. We play together, chase, fly kites and play my favorite hide-and-seek game ... but there is often a sudden phone call, which will separate our father and daughter for a long time. I will fall into yearning and expectation again, expecting the surprise of my father's sudden return!
On this day, I sat by the window again, and there came a magnificent military song in my ear: "We are all soldiers, what's the difference, just because we are all wearing simple military uniforms ..." This familiar melody was often sung by my father, and I couldn't help but see his loving smiling face on the coastal defense front in my eyes.
Write hope 7 around the central meaning, because with expectation, giving is happiness. -inscription
About a month ago, the head of our dormitory had a whim and put a pot of artificially cultivated soil on the balcony of the dormitory, which contained two pumpkin seeds. It makes us laugh and cry to see her in a hurry to turn our dormitory into a pumpkin planting area. But watching us read or study every day, even the only place to rest seems so lifeless. These two intact pumpkin seeds inevitably give us some comfort. Everyone began to take care of it with their own "three-legged cat" feeding experience.
Two weeks have passed, and these two pumpkin seeds are really calm and have no reaction at all. We can't wait to peel them off and see "what medicine is sold in the gourd?" Or complain from time to time: "Is there too much water?" "Is it too hot?" Or shout at the head of the room, "What inferior seeds did you buy here?" But people are still watering it, and they seem to be more worried than before. One morning, I went to the washstand in a daze, wet the towel, threw it on my face, wiped it clean, took a deep breath and felt refreshed. Inadvertently saw that little green. I immediately turned my head away, afraid to look again, and turned to ask myself, "I didn't wake up, did I?" "Wow!" I let out a cry of excitement, turned around and couldn't wait to wave to the back: "Hey, hey! Come and see! " Everyone responded lazily: "What?" "What are you looking at?" I suppressed my excitement: "The pumpkin has sprouted!" ""huh? " Everyone gave a cry with one voice, and Daou even "pulled" his face out of the towel. In this way, pumpkins fill our hearts with joy and happiness.
It is precisely because of the expectation that even if there is no result, it is happiness.
Looking forward to writing 8 homes around the center means accommodation; Home is caring; Home is the destination; Home is always people's shelter; Home is where people want to rely most.
The prodigal son of Tianya takes home everywhere, and home is amorous feelings and romance; Students, the motherland is home, home is a pilot of love and care, adventure, heaven and earth is home, and home is dignity and honor. "She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home." Home is missing and warmth. "Chai Men smells dogs barking and returns to people in the snowy night." Home is warm and falling. "The moon stars are rare, and the black magpies fly south." I just can't find the desolation and depravity of my home. "Three times around the tree, what branches can you rely on?" I am confused and sad that I can't find my home. The hut was broken by the autumn wind, which was a sad and pity to lose my home. When homesick, the moon is the only scenery, the stars are the only language, tears are the only letters from home, and memories are the only way to go home. When you are homesick, look up at the moon, and your home seems to be carved there. In the dead of night, it is sweet when you are homesick, and what a beautiful friction when you are homesick. There are tears when I miss home, but tears are accompanied by tears; When I feel homesick, I really want to do something for my family, no matter how far away from home. Home is a round of sunshine in winter, which makes people who are poor and sick feel the warmth of the world; Home is a small umbrella that stays on a rainy night, so that people wandering in a foreign land can get the shade of home; Home is a lamp in the dark, which brings the lost navigator back to the warm harbor; Home is the milk candy in the mouth, so that people who drink Huang Lian for a long time can taste the sweetness of life; Home is a rainbow flying in the sky, so that people everywhere can see the beauty of the world.
Everything can't grow without sunshine, and people can't grow without sunshine. Because sunshine gives people care, care and happiness. So is home.
Most of the trees and branches on the earth are bald and weeds have withered, which makes me ecstatic, because winter is coming.
Winter is coming, it's snowing, and the snow should come soon.
Early in the morning, I was lying on the sofa, holding the TV remote control in one hand and stuffing eggs and cakes into my mouth in the other, lazily watching the news on TV: There were several heavy snows in parts of northern China. It's really enviable to watch those northerners clear the thick snow on the roofs, yards and streets. I turned my head and looked out of the window. The sunny day in Wan Li and the cloudless blue sky in Wan Li make me feel a little lost and sad.
When will you come to see the snow I am looking forward to? Is it light snow or my favorite goose feather snow?
In the afternoon, the wind blows from outside the house. I opened the window and looked. I saw the cold north wind blowing constantly. The weather is not beautiful, but it is much colder than usual, blowing the fallen leaves on the surrounding ground. Pedestrians on the road buried their faces in their collars. Even if the wind hurts my face, I am happy to daydream that it will snow soon.
I walked quickly into the garden, with joy and excitement on my face. Another gust of wind blew, though not violent, but much colder than usual. Through the thick cotton-padded clothes, people still felt the meaning for a while.
I am in a good mood, ecstatic, and have an uncontrollable joy in my heart. When I meet strangers, I will also smile and nod to express my happy greetings.
Sure enough, as the evening approached, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, but the goose feather and heavy snow came late.
In the morning, I put on my clothes and rushed to the garden downstairs. Fluffy snow rustles under my feet, making everything white and beautiful.
I was awakened. It turned out that this was just a dream. Alas, my heavy snow, when will you come? I came to the window and was surprised to find that it was all white outside.
In recent days, the weather has been much colder. I don't know when snowflakes floated in the sky, which soaked my eyes and filled my heart with cold and bitterness.
The final exam results came out, and my grades rushed from the highest point to the lowest point without warning like riding a roller coaster. I just looked at my report card, and my sad mood was hard to get rid of. I don't know how to explain to my mother.
When the school bell rang, most students left the classroom excitedly, only I watched them leave at a loss. I clearly saw the study Committee members turn around and smile at me when they left. That smile was particularly dazzling, as if full of pride and irony, piercing my heart like a needle tip. Usually, I always lag behind the study Committee members, and I won the first place in our class this time!
The snow is still floating, and I slowly walk home from school. Unconsciously, I have reached the ginkgo tree in the yard of the community. I looked up and suddenly saw a man standing on my balcony, watching my way home. She is my mother, and she is looking forward to my coming home. I seem to see the expectation and anxiety in his eyes, and the infinite waiting has turned into worry and anxiety.
When I got home, I was greeted by my mother's warm and expectant eyes. My mother took the heavy schoolbag on my shoulder and said lovingly, "The teacher has told me your grades. It doesn't matter if you don't do well occasionally. " Although winter is very cold, spring will come soon. My mother hopes you can do well in the exam next time. You are always the best in my heart! "
My mother's words are like the warm sunshine in winter, which brings me a lot of warmth and encouragement. When I walked into my house, I saw the wall covered with awards, and my past outstanding achievements and honors came to my mind one by one. I sat at my desk, thinking quietly. I know I am strong. I didn't do well in the exam this time because I was too stressed and too nervous during the exam. I also know that as long as I adjust my mentality, face the exam positively and don't care too much about my grades, I will be able to find my original self.
This winter vacation, I will study hard and accumulate myself. I am looking forward to higher grades in the new school year, and I am looking forward to a better future.
Looking forward to 1 1 winter is coming, and I am looking forward to snowing early. It's been almost a year since we broke up, and how much I miss the white and glittering snowflakes!
I remember a snowy day a year ago. It snows heavily. The whole campus is covered with white winter clothes, and the trees are covered with silver bars and snowballs. Miss Zhou took us to the playground to have a snowball fight. She changed her former seriousness and became the king in the snow. It hasn't snowed so heavily for a long time, which makes our class very happy. We played, rowed, ran and jumped to our hearts' content on the playground ... Snow-white and glittering snowballs came at me, and I not only didn't hide, but also welcomed them with open arms. I can't help shuddering at the thought of this. This pleasure makes me look forward to snow.
When I open the window and look around, all I see in my mind are little snowflakes like white swan feathers. These spirits from the distant world sent their ice muscles, jade bone and clean souls to this world and to the earth. This pure figure makes me look forward to the snow.
Xue is a skillful craftsman. For half a day, I knitted a big, thick and soft white quilt for Mother Earth. Xue is also a talented painter. Watch it wave the brush in its hand and draw a silver tree and a huge pure and elegant picture. ...
I'm looking forward to snow, and I'm looking forward to the scene when it snows: small snowflakes pull me in the air, and I hug you, like countless torn cotton balls falling from the sky.
I am looking forward to the snow, looking forward to these pure white snowflakes, marching with the rhythm of the cold wind, bringing freshness to the earth and making the world so perfect and pure. ...
Snow, for us children who grew up in the south, has infinite reverie and eager expectation.
Hope 12 is in Grade 6, but all the classes are not in physical education class, and our Class 6 is different. What are you going to do this time, physical education class? This really makes me look forward to it. ...
"Jingle bells!" After class, "Liu Sanniang" stood on the platform and announced: "This afternoon in physical education class, we will have an indoor food class instead. Please be prepared. " There was cheers in the class and the students got carried away with excitement. My heart is the same as my classmates, thinking: class is almost over, class is almost over ... class is finally over. Everybody line up, leave the team, disband, and find mom quickly.
I found my mother and shouted, "Mr. Shi, I haven't given pocket money for three weeks." I applied for money for 30 yuan today because we are going to have a food class this afternoon. " "Well, where did you decide to buy it? What to buy? " "Go to the supermarket!" We set out for the supermarket. Here we are at last! I ran into the supermarket and bought it crazily.
It's time for school in the afternoon. I found a small black schoolbag, stuffed snacks into it and prepared for school. All primary school students will definitely look forward to finishing class soon, but I am different. I'm looking forward to the class ending soon. After a long time, the food class finally began. When the teacher came into the classroom, the students were quiet. The teacher announced loudly: "The indoor food activity of this class officially began." The students shouted, some looked for companions, some poured snacks, and even more unexpectedly, some even had a light meal and ordered takeout. Class is as lively as class, even more lively than class. The most interesting thing is that Zhao Tongshan's team actually has 90 lollipops as "decorations". The most interesting thing is Chang Siran's group, killing werewolves and cracking melon seeds ... The students' gameplay is ever-changing and too noisy. I really want to stay in that class forever, but in the end, that class is over.
It's not surprising that a little thing needs to be waited for! There are many interesting things and many joys. Ah! How beautiful!
Write hope 13 around the central meaning. It was the winter of grade four. Little by little white powder fell from the sky. I sat by the window. At first I thought someone was playing a prank upstairs, but I reached out and touched it. Hey, it's too cold! Wait, how? Oh, my God, is it snow?
After school, I stopped a taxi anxiously, and it happened that the driver was from Wenzhou, so we chatted. He said it had snowed three times this year. It used to only rain sleet in Wenzhou, but this year is really strange. As soon as I got home, my grandmother dragged me in, asked me if I was cold, if I had a cold, and complained about the bad weather. Mom is really considerate of me, knowing that I must be thinking about the snow outside, so she gave me permission to add a dress and put on gloves to play with the snow downstairs.
I am naturally refreshed. As soon as I put on my clothes and gloves, I rushed downstairs quickly. Coincidentally, when I went down, my cousin came and flew from my uncle's car. "Aha, it's snowing, brother, eat my white dough!" "Then I picked up a snowball and threw it at me. Of course, I can't beat it. I reached into a pile of snow, took out a piece of snow and threw it out. " Ah, white shells! "My uncle, who only knows how to play computer at ordinary times, actually joined the snowball fight. In fact, he is also a big boy with a childlike innocence.
"Alas-it's snowing, let's come out and have a snowball fight!" The children next door also ran out, and we became the target of attack. The children kept attacking us with snowballs and forgot the cold. There are only snowflakes flying all over the sky in front of me, laughing one after another, sliding and hitting, avoiding, bumping and running away, hahaha ... This fierce and beautiful snowball fight will remain in my childhood memory forever.
Hehe, in retrospect, it's good to be naive when it snows. There was a snowstorm in the north last year, and it rained for only one month in Wenzhou, but it didn't snow. I looked forward to it for a long time, but it didn't snow.
Winter has begun again. Snow, rare blood, welcome to Wenzhou.
There is a hope to write 14 around the central meaning, that is, parents are looking forward to our rapid growth; There is a hope that students are looking forward to less homework; People hope it will be sunny, but I hope it will rain. ...
Grandma is old and always wants to go out for a walk. Once the weather is fine, grandma can't be idle. It's raining outside the window, and grandma is standing at the window, hoping that the rain will stop soon so that she can go out. But I don't want the rain to stop, because I want to spend more time with my grandmother, who loves me most and understands me best. She knows all my thoughts. I love her and don't want to leave her for a second. But God doesn't understand me! The rain stopped and grandma went out again.
Grandma goes out all day. I went out before dawn in the morning, and she didn't come back until I slept at night. I have less and less time to communicate with my grandmother, and I feel inexplicably lost. But I know my grandmother loves me very much. She gets up every night to tuck me in. When I go out, she always brings me delicious and interesting things, which I don't want. I just want her company. I am looking forward to rain, I am eager for rain.
God willing. After this autumn, it rained continuously, and grandma had less and less opportunities to go out. I'm so happy that I can finally be with my grandma. But grandma sits in front of the window every day, watching the rain outside the window, unhappy, and has no previous spirit. Wandering around the house every day, upset, and even began to curse the weather. Only then did I realize how selfish my thoughts are, and I hope grandma can be as happy as before. I began to look forward to sunny weather. The first thing I do when I get up every morning is to see if the sun is smiling.
I don't know when I fell in love with the sun. One morning, the sun just came out of the clouds. I shouted: "grandma, grandma, the sun is out!" " "Grandma's frown came loose, and a look climbed up her face. She is as happy as a child.
I looked at grandma's distant back and smiled. ...
Write down the central idea, expecting 15. Autumn hasn't gone yet, and winter can't wait to come. The yellow leaves shook violently with the rustling cold wind. Some leaves could not bear the cold wind, left the trees and fell into the cold soil. Only the tall and straight holly is still green, but it has injected a little vitality into this cold winter.
How excited I was when I heard that it would snow heavily this winter! ? As a southerner, the weather in the south is warm, and there have been several light snows in winter, but the beautiful snowflakes slowly floated down, and the world stopped for more than half an hour and became lifeless, which was not enough to see! Now I can finally see a real snow, and my happy eyes are smiling into a line.
Maybe god is against me. I waited for half a month in a row, but nothing happened, not even rain. I asked my mother with some grievances: "Mom, when will it rain?" "I don't know, go and see if there is frost on the leaves of Holly. If there is thick frost, it should be not far from the snow. " Mom said with a smile. I got excited and ran under the holly tree at home without a scarf. I looked up and was dumbfounded. Holly is old and tall and has bad eyes. How can I see it? I had to give up, thinking I was really angry, so I kicked a few brown trunks to vent my anger.
I went out for a walk gloomily and looked at the sky bulging. There is only a lovely white cloud floating in the sky, and I am angry but helpless. I had to hold my cheek and sigh alone: "alas, I am so poor." I haven't played with snow for a long time ... "Maybe God has pity on me again. When I got home, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and that small cloud became a thick white cloud, rising slowly and expanding continuously. I saw the sky was white, and a strong wind blew, bringing lovely snowflakes. It looks like a white tent was pulled up around, and the earth turned white at once. I am happy and raise my hand to pick up snowflakes. Snowflakes fell on my palm and immediately melted into a pool of water. The snow is cold, but I feel warm. My face is red with cold, and when the cold wind blows, it is almost cold, but this cold is also covered by my happy mood.