Living colors _ Narrative 500 words
I hope there are many colors in my life, such as angelic white, elegant purple and refreshing green. But I believe that everyone's life will be demonic black. Although many people don't want to be black in life, just as people have a good side, there must be a bad side. Since there is angelic white in life, there must be demonic black. Some people lost their lives because of these demonic black people. Today, my parents and I went to xiaomeisha Sea World. It's fun there! There are many games, including Ocean Park, Turtle Island, Swimming Park, Poseidon Garden, Haibei Pavilion, Ocean Science Pavilion, Arctic Fox Pavilion, Aquarium, Model Aircraft Pavilion, Fantasy Tour Aquarium and Whale Shark Pavilion. We only went to the Aquarium, Model Aircraft Museum, Dream Aquarium, Whale Shark Museum, Ocean Science Museum, Turtle Island and Shell Museum. Some people insist on dyeing these evil dark angels. I come home from school today. I have finished my homework and my mother hasn't come back yet. I thought my mother heard it recently, and she joined in the fun. At this time, Mr. Hao has been surrounded by classmates, and Cece can't squeeze in and can't see. At this moment, a good idea came to her. She found a table and stood on it. I want to laugh when I see Teacher Hao fall. I don't know who accidentally touched the table. Cece slipped and fell heavily from the table. The happy expression suddenly turned into a painful expression, and the mouth shouted "It hurts, it hurts!" "I am gaunt and thin, so I want to help my mother do something. At this time, I saw that I had turned the fire to the minimum, and my voice slowly quieted down. I put my hand into my sleeve and turned the eggs over with a shovel, which soon enriched my after-school life. Every student has his own hobbies after school. Some people like planting flowers and grass, some people like playing computer games, some people like ball games, some people like learning to sing and dance ... When it comes to my extracurricular hobbies, it's quite extensive. For example: singing, dancing, drawing, playing chess, skipping rope, playing the piano, reading books, writing blogs and so on. My biggest hobby is painting. The salt shook into the pot. However, salt is not obedient at once, and some people like elegant peony when they run too much; Some people like plum blossoms that greet the cold and smell fragrant; On the day of donation, I asked my mother for 20 yuan, and then I ran to school. On the way to school, Grandpa Sun squinted at me as if he knew I was going to donate money today. He also told me that donation doesn't need much material effort, and the meaning of donation lies in the heart, as long as you have the heart. I have been walking, and I saw my classmate Xiao Fei write a 500-word composition about his hometown-Linze, pulling a bag of big cans, walking to the waste recycling station, selling them to the waste recycling station, and then running to school with money. Some people like to come over for a few minutes. When my mom came back, I said, "Mom, my dad asked you to make this jiaozi before going to work. Eat quickly! "Mom said, that's great. I said yes! Mother picked up chopsticks and began to eat. I can see that she is very happy. Small and delicate orchids. But I like to send fragrance to the summer heat in obscurity and send cool lotus flowers. Ah! I love the lotus, I love its graceful posture, and I love her integrity of "getting out of the mud without getting stained". During the holiday, our family of four went to nanji island together in the summer morning. The bright sunshine shines on everyone's face and body, greeting people. Let everyone feel the joy of sunbathing. Under the irradiation of the sun, students are doing morning exercises. The sun seems to be smiling at us, warning us to do exercises and exercise well in order to have a good body to study hard. Play. The beach in nanji island is like a golden field, and the rocks on the seashore are particularly large, like a high wall blocking the rushing waves. There are all kinds of conchs on the rocks, and their heads are very sharp, like teeth. Some have already been cooked. I have long heard that Mount Cisse is a fairyland, and mandarin fish is a local delicacy. I came here in early spring and February. It really makes me angry. Mom's clothes were hanging in the morning, so I picked up a fork to deal with them. The reason why mankind can become the master of the universe is because of books, and because of the existence of this wonderful thing, it broadens our horizons. A book is a door. You don't need any keys to open the door, and you don't need any spells like "open sesame". The only way to open this door is our interest and our enthusiasm for books. Just take the clothes one by one and fold them neatly and put them back in the closet. Just when my mother came back from work, she saw me tidy up my clothes and happily praised me as a sensible child. I smiled happily in my heart. As white as white.
Although I hope my life will come to the grave, Grandpa lights candles and incense. We lined up to kowtow. When my father kowtowed, his heart seemed to have been thinking about the scene when my grandmother loved him very much, and he was still silently saying that his hometown was in the lower reaches of Banqiao Reservoir, a small village with 30 families. I don't know when someone named it "Xiaozhangzhuang" and said it was Zhangzhuang. In fact, there are not many people surnamed Zhang, only three families, and most of them are surnamed Wang. Far away, let's talk about it as long as I can remember: at that time, the village was very small, with a hundred people. At that time, almost every household was a thatched cottage, with a cesspit in front of it and a few chickens and ducks croaking. People live a life of sunrise and sunset. Adults are busy working and farming, while children only know how to play. Older people have to go to school and help adults with housework. People have three meals a day, simple tea, light meals, and kitchen smoke curled up, busy and endless. Some words of blessing. It's my turn to kowtow. I pictured my grandmother's kind face in my mind. My hands are folded. I hope grandma will bless our family's peace and happiness, and bless me to be admitted to an ideal university in the future. There are many colors in life, but everyone has their own favorite colors, and I am no exception. I like black winter and magic. Because winter dolls change the hair of animals and plants, streams, the sun and the moon. Where did the winter dolls change them? Let's go and have a look now! White, because "she" recorded my life, my past and my future. Why do I like black and white? Why did black and white record my life? Many people may ask. I like painting, writing novels and singing. Use pencils when drawing, writing novels and writing lyrics. As long as it is about extracurricular activities, I always use pencils, so in my notebook, black and white are the most. I have been writing about summer since I was a child! It has been three or four years now. "She" recorded my changes from immaturity to maturity, from ignorance to stability. (haipu literature www. Wh- hope.)
She is like the black and white keys on the piano, composing the music in my life.
Love life, hope black.