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Whether it is in school or in society, everyone is inevitably exposed to composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. So, how to write an essay? The following is the composition here that I have compiled for you. I hope it can help you. Composition 1 here

I couldn’t help but stop.

In the past ten years, I have walked back and forth countless times on the road in front of the store and in the direction to the school.

In the first year, when I first arrived, I was very unfamiliar with everything here. Sitting alone at the door, watching the cars running on the road, listening to various whistles and cries always flashing in my ears, time passed like this day by day.

Gradually, I started playing with the kids next door. We always have endless whispers, just like the four sisters in the movie "Tiny Times", they are always noisy, separated and reunited, but they always keep each other in their hearts.

The uncles and aunts next door are all very enthusiastic. Soon our relationship became very good. No matter who is in trouble, they will lend a helping hand. A few months before the Chinese New Year, the store's business was very busy, and my parents left early and came back late every day. I am alone at home every day with no one to take care of me. The breakfast and lunch meals were cooked in a hurry by my mother before going out. Every night when my mother came back, she was too tired to talk. When the aunt in the store next door saw this, she said, "You are so busy. It is not safe for the child to be alone at home. Why don't you let her stay at my house during the day? Anyway, it will be fine if I come out to look after the store. Don't worry if you leave it to me!"

For ten years, I have spent more time here than at home. During school, it’s here in the morning, and it’s here after school; it’s here for meals, and it’s here even more on weekends. Every person, every flower, every corner here is familiar to me. This is like my second home.

I thought I would be here forever. When my father said that he was going to Beijing to work and wanted to transfer the store, I thought he was joking: "Dad, stop making trouble, we have been here for so many years, are you willing to transfer the store like this?" Dad, what? He didn't say anything, just sighed. After a year of procrastination, my father finally transferred the store. When we walk out of the store with our belongings, the place no longer belongs to us.

Every time I pass by here, I speed up my pace. Composition 2 here

In my hometown of Hunan, in front of the mountains of my hometown, there is a "feng shui treasure land" - the flower and fruit land. The scenery there is really beautiful.

Because when spring arrives, peach and pear trees bloom with all their might. The peach blossoms are as red as blood beads and as pink as rosy clouds, which complement each other. Seen from a distance, it looks like a red cloud that is just the tiniest bit. If it is too red if it is too thick, too white if it is too shallow, too wide if it is too big, and too small if it is too narrow. No matter which angle you look at, each one is always special in its own way. From far, it is all hazy; close, it is magnificent; from high, it is like smoke and fog; from low, it is like the flow of dignity...

We have arrived. The pear forest jumps from the brilliant red clouds just now to the pure silver. You may feel a little uncomfortable, but you immediately exclaim: The trees are white because the petals are falling and flying; the ground is white because the flowers are floating on the ground. ;The entire pear forest is like a palace built by nature for angels with miraculous craftsmanship! "Suddenly, a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom." Now, the silvery white of this pear blossom is no longer in the realm of flowers, it seems like a heavy snow of goose feathers scattered around! Here, you feel like you have entered heaven, hearing the swaying of the flowers of heaven, and seeing the magnificence of the Angel Hall!

Moving forward, out of the "snowy" pear forest, a large rapeseed field leaps into view! It’s March in spring, and rapeseed is also unstoppable. One day and night, a large field is covered with golden rapeseed flowers! That flower is small and exquisite, generous yet elegant. If peach blossoms and pear blossoms are queens, then rapeseed flowers are princesses. The golden crown and the small stamens, although it is not a flower, but who can deny that she is the representative of smallness and elegance?

The feng shui of my hometown is more lovely and upright than that of the city. They do not exist for others to appreciate, but only exist for their own innocence!

My hometown is beautiful, and the Feng Shui here is even more beautiful! Cities are not bad, but the plants there have lost their authenticity. The flower and fruit field is a real example! The field of flowers and fruits is really beautiful! Composition 3 here

The most famous scenic spot in Wuxi is Yuantouzhu. Surrounded by lakes and shaded by green trees, it is a vibrant scene.

Among the many attractions in Yuantouzhu, I like Sakura Valley the most.

Sakura Valley is located at the foot of Yuantouzhu Chong Mountain and is one of the cherry blossom viewing spots in Wuxi. There are more than 30,000 cherry blossom trees planted here, some of which are more than 60 years old. Whenever March comes, the valley here is filled with cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms at this time are single cherry blossoms. Seen from a close distance, they appear in clusters and clusters, covering the branches. Although there are many flowers, they do not appear heavy. These cherry blossoms seemed shy and did not dare to face tourists. They all lowered their heads and looked delicate. Looking from a distance, I can see the clusters of cherry blossoms connected together, forming pink clouds floating in the sky. It is like putting pink clothes on the earth, and the entire valley becomes a sea of ​​cherry blossoms. Sometimes, a gust of wind blows, and the cherry blossom branches sway with the wind, and countless petals fall from the tree like snowflakes. It is like a big pink carpet under the cherry blossom tree. When visitors step on this carpet, they see that the sky is pink and the ground is pink. It is also pink, as if you are in a pink fairyland on earth, very romantic and comfortable.

In April, the double cherry blossoms are also in bloom. Compared with single cherry blossoms, double cherry blossoms have more petals. It is not as thin and light as a single cherry blossom. The blossoming cherry blossoms form large flower balls, which are heavy and the slender branches are overwhelmed. They are all bent down by the heavy flower balls, as if they are about to be broken. The colors of those large flower balls are so bright. If the single cherry blossoms are fresh and elegant, the double cherry blossoms are rich and gorgeous. They use their strong vitality to bloom the most beautiful light and color.

The beautiful scenery of Sakura Valley is so refreshing and intoxicating that it is a good place for people to relax in spring. Composition 4 here

Friends! If I ask you spring, summer, autumn, winter, which season do you prefer? Spring, summer, autumn and winter have different characteristics, different moods, and different colors. Spring is green, summer is hot, autumn is golden, and winter is snow-white.

Spring is the season of sowing, the season of hope for farmers. Spring is also the season of recovery of all things. The spring sun is like a little girl. In the fields, farmers are busy sowing seeds, yes! "Spring rain is as precious as oil" "The plan for a year lies in spring." Spring and autumn are fruitful. No matter how hard you work, you will gain. Without the spring breeze, autumn rain is rare. Because of this, farmers inject infinite vitality into the green and lovely seedlings. Spring is in today's great tide of reform, and the spirit of spring lies with those who are "going to the sea". They own the spring of the times, and they have the most right to enjoy the joy of spring.

There are beautiful flowers in summer, such as calla lilies, roses, etc., which bring natural beauty to my hometown. The summer night is cool and charming, and the stars in the deep and high sky are twinkling, like close friends smiling at you. Frogs are chirping in the pond, crickets are humming in the grass, and children are shouting lively...

In the suburbs in autumn, you can see that the leaves have turned dark yellow. Pajamas, when the wind blows, pieces of dead leaves fall from the trees. They disappear and appear, as if they are playing hide and seek with us. Look, the rice in the fields is ripe, and the golden sorghum is blushing, as if it was praised by the teacher. Her face was flushed, the cotton in the field was like the boundless white snow, and the worries of the past were gone.

In winter, although there is no charming fragrance of flowers and birds in spring, no spectacular lightning and thunder in summer, and no attractive fruits in autumn, it has the implicit beauty dedicated to nature.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter each have their own charm. Otherwise, how could nature have the alternation of four seasons? Composition 5 here

Where is my little bear! Where are my books! Where is my pen! ...Oh, why are all my things missing? Wuwuwu...

It seems that I have to tidy up my room properly. I will do it as soon as I say. Come on, I will take action. One person is worth two, just wait! I can definitely do without my mother.

Why did my slippers end up on the bed? Does it also have legs? Impossible, am I stupid? How could these slippers have long legs? I'd better wear it and put mom's shoes in the shoe cabinet! ah! My dearest, dearest bear, why are you in this corner? You are so dirty. Let me wash you! "Crash! Crash!" Ah, you are finally soaked, let me think about what else I have to do. By the way, I should put some "shower gel" on you, and it finally got better. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Haha, I said I can do it without my mother.

Why is my room so dirty! Let me mop the floor! But there is still so much paper on the ground! How about I scan it first? ... Why are you so disobedient to paper? Come in quickly. I'm so anxious. Hey, you'd better pick it up with your hands. One piece, two pieces, three pieces... Why are there so many! It took five minutes to pick them all up. I haven’t picked up more than half yet, what should I do? what to do? What should I do?

Shoot! Have you packed it up yet? My mother came back. I walked up to her slowly and said to her, "Mom, I'm sorry!" My mother said gently, "It's good that you know. Let's clean it together!"

< p> Through this cleaning, I know that no matter what is used in the future, it must be put in its original place.

Teacher’s comment: The spatial transformation method is used without any trace, natural, life-like language, full of dynamics, and outlines the image of a busy child. Composition 6 here

I was sitting on the boat, carrying Su Shi's "Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a duck prophet of the warm water in the spring river." Looking at the hazy Jiangnan in the rain, the corners of my mouth gradually rose.

The rain is pattering down, dripping on the green tiles of the ancient house alley, and splashing rain and mist in the distance. This hazy veil adds a sense of mystery to this treasure land of Jiangnan. The rain caressed my face and opened the mottled chains of my memory.

In the distance, there is a peach blossom forest. There, it was shrouded in pink, and the wind brought me the fragrance there. "A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner. Lovely crimson loves light red." Isn't this kind of artistic conception the paradise that Tao Yuanming longs for? Suddenly, a crisp burst of laughter came from nowhere. Looking for the sound, bright smiling faces came into view, just as Mr. Zhu Ziqing said: "Sit, lie down, roll around, kick a few balls, Race several times and run, catch and hide several times." The wind is gentle and the grass is soft. Several naughty peach blossoms, like those children, jumped from the treetops and fell into the arms of Mother Earth. In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if the trees were covered with fruits, and the children under the trees turned into brilliant flowers.

On the bank of the river, the graceful willow tree is like a girl, reflecting its shadow in the water. The clear river water reflects its beautiful face, which attracts passers-by. The women who were washing clothes couldn't help but smile when they looked at the beautiful scenery of their hometown. The fishermen sang cheerful songs and held the boat, and the ducks behind them also lined up in an irregular queue to accompany the fishermen.

At dusk, the brilliance of the setting sun painted the entire Jiangnan with a layer of paint. The hills, rivers, even the faces of pedestrians and the original green grass were dyed red, but only the mountains and rivers were dyed red. , those colorful wild flowers are still showing their own beauty, the rain carefully wipes away the dirt on them, they all shine like stars, they put makeup on the beautiful Jiangnan, making the spring in Jiangnan more colorful, their The crowd makes this place more graceful and graceful like a girl. I love the fragrance and fragrance here, the colorful butterflies blowing kisses and the bees sucking the fragrance of pistils.

The sunset reflected on my happy face, "Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the water village, mountain and country wine flags are blowing", the scenery here is so beautiful! Composition 7 here

A burst of intoxicating fragrance rushes towards you, take a deep breath, it is the fragrance of tulips! The Prince's Bay Park in front was crowded with people, so I squeezed in and took a look, yo, the tulips were in full bloom!

At the main entrance, tulips from all over the world gather together and bloom in the sunshine! The tulips in Turkey bloomed big and bright, while the tulips in Afghanistan stood shyly aside. Huh? Why is there a straw camel behind the tulip bushes? Oh, these "camels" that are incompatible with the scenery are telling us where tulips come from.

Beside the gate, the cherry blossom trees did not show any signs of weakness. Their trunks were straight, and their stems were continuously delivering nutrients to the lovely pink flowers. When the wind blows, the branches dance with the wind, and the petals fall down, covering the visitors with carpets and spreading the fragrance of flowers. Walking along Cherry Blossom Avenue is like entering paradise on earth, with the pink cherry blossom carpet under your feet stretching to the sky.

Going straight to the center of the garden, cherry blossom trees and tulip bushes surround a sea of ​​flowers. In the center of the "ocean" is a large windmill. The windmill was blown by gusts of phoenixes and rotated slowly. The four fan leaves shine dazzlingly in the sun. Watching the big windmill rotate, it seems much cooler even if the wind is not blowing.

The heat just now has disappeared, leaving only the coolness!

What can bring us coolness is not only the large windmill, but also a stream of clear, fresh and clean water that winds here from the upper reaches. Standing quietly by the stream, the wind seems to have doubled in strength, making people intoxicated and making the birds chirp and sing in praise of the warm spring breeze.

Tracing back to the source, I saw a small bridge standing on the river, creating an arch for the river to let the water flow through. If there is one more Xiangjing family here, then the "family with small bridges and flowing water" can be said to be complete. The stream is still flowing there, cherry blossoms are growing on the trees, tulips are falling on the bushes, and the fragrance floats to the river. There is a stone bridge across the river. How harmonious and beautiful it is! Composition 8 here

When you think of "paradise", the first thing you may think of is amusement parks and clubs. But my "paradise" is completely different from these. If I say it, you may not believe it, because my "paradise" is my bed.

To be honest, I am not a sleepy kid. I get up at 6:30 every day for school, and I get up at 8:00 at the latest on holidays. But you will definitely ask: "How can the bed be your paradise?" To be honest, my bed is a double-decker. The lower layer is used for sleeping, and no one sleeps on the upper layer. When I have nothing to do, I will go up to the second floor, or read a book, or draw. Of course, when my friends come, I will also invite them to the second floor.

We chatted and did things together on the bed, and of course played. We sometimes play "pillow fights" where we attack each other with pillows to satisfy our naughty feelings. We sometimes play "cure animals" to mobilize our compassion. "Treating animals" is not actually treating real animals, but simulating injuries to the stuffed animals on my bed, and then "treating" them. Even though it is just a pretense of healing, it still satisfies us. There are a lot of dolls on my bed, and each one has a name, like "Little Black" and "Little White". Some of them are cats, some are dogs, and some are elephants. Although they are just dolls and cannot move on their own, we occasionally still I will write some "animal scripts" to make them come alive one by one.

I sometimes take out my collection of albums, sit on the bed, enjoy them with my friends, and tell them what I see and hear. I will also take out the "treasures" I collected and talk about the origins of each "treasure".

When friends are about to leave, they will be reluctant to leave and want to continue playing. I thought: This should be the magic of my bed!

As time goes by, the number of times I climb upstairs on the bunk bed becomes less and less, and I gradually stop looking at the "treasures" I have collected, but I still do it from time to time. Look at my stuffed animals and talk to them about what’s on my mind.

I believe that my wonderful time in "Paradise" will always remain in my memory. Composition 9 here

"There is no lack of beauty in the world, but a lack of eyes to discover beauty." What do you think of beautiful scenery? It is the back view of father and child as the sun sets. It is the first touch of new green when the grass breaks through the ground in spring. It's a family watching TV and talking and laughing together...and I think the scenery here is beautiful and unique.

Scene 1: In school

In school, we are like little flowers that have just bloomed. Everything is new. The teachers take care of us like gardeners, giving us knowledge and letting us absorb it. With nourishment, let us work hard to grow, and let us develop the most dazzling posture in our most beautiful years.

In class, the teacher looked attentive and gave a vivid lecture. The chalk seemed to be the teacher’s magic wand. He waved it gently on the blackboard, producing stretch and clear handwriting. After class, the teacher rushed back to the office and once again carefully corrected our homework. If we encounter difficulties in our homework, the teacher will guide us to find the correct answer.

Isn’t the seriousness, responsibility, and patience of the teachers a beautiful sight?

Scene 2: Main Street in Winter

It is late at night, the north wind is roaring outside the window, and with the north wind, the snowflakes begin to dance in the world. Just like this, the snowflakes are tireless, One hop is all night. In the morning, when I opened the curtains, I felt as if I had entered a new world. White snowflakes enveloped the entire earth, putting on new clothes. The sunlight shone in and reflected a patch of color. Everything was so beautiful. I went out. There was no snow on the road, just a little damp, I was thinking doubtfully.

I couldn’t help but look around, and my eyes focused on a cleaner holding a broom. I couldn’t help but look at her. She was wearing a knitted hat, and her ears and cheeks had already been blown by the cold wind. The red, frozen hands were still working hard with the broom, sweeping the snow on the road. I thought: Maybe before dawn, she had already started to dress up the city, letting us see this beautiful street. In this way, I watched her for a long time... She made this cold winter warm and made this dark and colorless winter beautiful.

“There is no lack of beauty in the world, but there is a lack of eyes to discover beauty.” Whether it's school or the street, their seriousness and selflessness are a beautiful sight. The scenery here is so beautiful! The composition 10 scenery here covers the local customs and cultural customs. Taking advantage of May Day, I walked into Longdi Mountain in Yixing and felt the relaxation and comfort brought by the mountains and forests.

In the car, the scenery on the roadside is an appetizer. The towering green mountains are covered with emerald green, stretching to the blue sky. Between the car windows, a ray of Buddha light came in, and two golden ancient temples were hidden in the forest. The orange-gold roof, red beams and antique plaques flashed by, albeit fleetingly. But impressive.

After a while, a colorful "door frame" came into my eyes. The four characters "Clear Light Shines" on the plaque were set off against a dark blue background, making it look grand and elegant. After passing the parking lot, I saw someone renting a bicycle. I wanted to save the effort and rent one, but I thought that walking on the greenway seemed to be a better way to appreciate the scenery along the way, so I started today's journey on my own No. 11 bus.

I was walking along the path. It was a sunny day today, with white clouds floating in the sky and a gentle breeze on the ground. It was so uncomfortable. There was a cluster of wild flowers beside the road, and next to it was a crystal red fruit like agate. I picked it off gently and put it in the sunshine. Oh, it’s so tempting! I was looking at it, and suddenly my little cousin snatched it and stuffed it into his mouth. He smiled sweetly and shouted, “It’s so sweet!” This is a small raspberry, although Inconspicuous but heart-meltingly sweet. After walking for a while, I saw a pavilion and went up to rest. The small pavilion exudes the fragrance of wood, and there are colorful ropes with blessing boards hanging from the beams. Open one piece, and it reads crookedly on it: I wish my parents to be happy forever! Below is a little girl's signature. Open another piece, and it is filled with very delicate small characters

The prismatic wooden board is full of wishes for relatives and friends. It can be seen that the person who wrote it is attentive and meticulous, and expresses his love for people. Caring. A heart-shaped board caught my attention. I picked it up and saw two people's words, one thick and one thin, which read: I wish us a long life and never be separated. I felt nauseous at first, but I no longer felt it after thinking that this was also the best wish for the person I loved.

Sitting in the pavilion, overlooking the green mountains and green waters, I couldn't help but feel: "Here is The scenery is unique!" Suddenly there was a sound of water behind me, and when I turned around, columns of pure white water spewed out from the pool, which looked elegant and clean. The fragrance of tea comes from the water, and under your feet are acres of local tea fields, green and fragrant.

There are mountains, water, tea, and people with warmth and love. I sighed again: "The scenery here is unique!" Composition 11 here

The cold winter has passed. , brushing against my cheek, it was early spring in March, with the slightest warm wind. Who said that spring can only be seen in a beautiful place with four seasons? Who knew that Chunyang couldn't be romantic in her own community? It was in the community that I welcomed the breath of spring.

The first spring thunder sounded here, piercing the sky that was still cold just now. The warm raindrops floated down slowly in the breeze. It became more and more anxious, transforming from a leisurely and docile lamb into a naughty and lively big monkey. From strips of thin needles, they turn into pieces of wicker. A series, a series, dancing. Small patches of the ground were wetted, and gradually formed pools of water. A little bit of light rain fell, stirring up water droplets and leaving a growing circle. It is said that rain can make people feel depressed, but I think the gentle rain in spring not only makes people let go of a lot of sorrow, but also makes people feel more uplifted when it clears up after the rain.

The figures walked under the umbrellas, and several large umbrellas floated forward. Some umbrella-colored flowers are clearly black and white, chasing fashion trends. There are some umbrellas without too many decorations and embellishments. Under the umbrellas are pedestrians in the spring rain, some wearing gorgeous clothes, and some, one old and one young, supporting each other.

The rain eased, and gradually, like a naughty and lively monkey, it turned into a leisurely and docile little lamb. Then it left silently, replaced by thousands of rays of sunshine from spring. Sure enough, I felt relaxed and the air became fresh and pleasant.

It is still a community, and the houses in the sun look brand new under the rain. Several rows of green trees have sprouted new branches, and several groups of green leaves and green buds are shining brightly in the dazzling sunshine, like comfortable people basking in the sun comfortably. Last year's uneaten red leaves formed a thin blanket under the trees. The green top and red bottom are so beautiful. Flowers are also blooming in the community. The narcissus planted in another house has a chubby body like garlic, and then continues to grow into a small light yellow elegant flower sprouting from the top. In the spring, fragrant flowers bloomed on its small body. The peach tree decorated its graceful body with a large area of ​​pink flowers. Bees and butterflies dance, sometimes getting into the cuckoo, sometimes climbing out of the begonia. Too busy to be busy and too happy to have fun. The grass also strives to face the sun to make itself more prosperous. I was attracted to the side and indulged in this spring of plants. Composition 12 here

In the early morning, my mother and I went for a walk by the river.

We ran along the riverside corridor and felt a little tired. We wanted to sit on the grass and take a breather, but we were attracted by the white mist slowly rising on the river. The fog rose higher and higher, and rolled bigger and bigger. After a while, the entire river was shrouded in fog, the mountains in the distance disappeared, and several small boats in the river were looming in the fog.

After the sun rose, the fog on the river gradually dispersed, the mountains in the distance became clear, and the river returned to its original appearance, sparkling and crystal clear.

We had lunch at my grandma’s house. Grandma's house is in Luotongbu, only a few dozen meters away from the river. You can clearly see the wide river from the balcony. The river fog that had been completely dispersed by the sun a few hours ago came back again, covering the river surface and looking from a distance it was a vast expanse of white. I don't understand, why is there still fog on the river at noon when the sun is blazing? So I took my mother to the riverside to find out. I saw white mist more than a foot high on the river, floating on the water like a gauze. Through the mist, you can see the clear river water flowing slowly. Looking up at the blue sky, white clouds are moving slowly. I wonder if the fog on the river is cloud falling from the sky, or if the cloud in the sky is fog reflected from the river surface.

Under the night, the fog on the river is getting bigger and bigger, rolling in groups and drifting in waves. Locals who came to take a walk and enjoy the cool air and tourists from other places flocked to the riverside and into the sea of ​​fog. This mist is wet and cool, and it cannot be waved away, pulled apart, or cut away. It surrounds the crowd and separates the crowd. Not to mention that you cannot see the scenery in the distance. You may not even be able to see the people nearby clearly. You can only hear voices and approaching footsteps with your ears.

In the evening, we boarded a dragon boat for a night tour, departing from Rainbow Bridge to Yang'an Bridge. The dragon boat passed through the mist, and I seemed to be in a painting: beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The strange mist is shrouded in it, so beautiful that it can take your breath away! Composition 13 here

From the moment I walked out of the examination room, I knew that the road ahead would be a bit winding, but I still tried my best to smile, so that others could see that I could still go on. Go very far and be very persistent!

But the fact is, I don’t know whether my future is in the clouds or fog, I don’t know where my next step should be, and I don’t know whether I should cry or fight like this in the next second. Laughing, even confused where I am standing now!

I have been escaping, not reading old books, not going to campus, not writing about my feelings, not opening a blog, not doing anything related to memories, so that I can anesthetize myself, and the truth is, I Success! I successfully lived more than ten days without any worries. In order to do this, I traveled around desperately, in the name of class reunions, in the name of wasting youth, in the name of friendship, in the name of being happy for the sake of happiness. Wandering around or not going anywhere at all, staying at home and sleeping from darkness to brilliant sunset, from sleeping with the sun naked to sleeping with the moon embracing the stars, from sleepy sleep to waking, from waking up. I fell asleep into a dream, and finally slept day and night from the beginning of Pangu to the end of the world. Anyway, I just didn’t want to wake up!

However, the results are out!

I was dragged back to reality forcefully and viciously!

I am overwhelmed!

My brothers and I were in the Internet cafe together, using my mobile phone to check the scores that I was afraid of but also extremely looking forward to, savoring the complicated psychological changes from expectation to disappointment to disappointment, and finally decided to go out to vent!

It was already early morning when I returned to the Internet cafe. I sat on the monitor and calmly opened and closed a web page without getting bored!

In fact, I have never figured out why I came to this world? Why am I standing on these few square decimeters of land between the fields? Am I right or wrong? Do I stand still or do I continue to be stubborn?

Still, let’s go, all the way east!

I think I have always been a slow-moving person, and I will be too in the future!

I think I’m standing in the right direction, right here!

Only the back is very long and curved! Composition 14 here

I like peach blossoms. Although she is not as gorgeous as peonies, nor is she as charming as cherry blossoms. But no matter what the season, I like it. Because the image and memory she left to me will always be beautiful.

Those who like peach blossoms should naturally know that there is a famous tourist attraction under the Yingchun Bridge in Taizhou - Old Street. There is a peach orchard in the old street. I often go there to watch peach blossoms, because it shows the various pleasant scenery of peach blossoms in all four seasons.

In winter, the peach blossom seems not to have "awakened" yet, like a baby sleeping quietly with its eyes closed. When it snows naturally in winter, the white snow covers the branches, but the branches are not broken down because of it. She seems to be thinking: As long as I persist for a few more days to survive this cold and desolate winter, I can bloom my beauty again! The peach trees bear the white snow, waiting for the arrival of spring.

In spring, the peach trees sprouted buds and bloomed beautiful peach blossoms. The pollen on the branches is tender and sweet: close your eyes, and the tree seems to be full of peaches. The roots of the tree are strong and powerful and are the "backing" of the peach blossoms. Various wild flowers bloomed under the trees, attracting bees and butterflies, rushing to collect pollen.

In summer, the peach blossoms have fallen somewhat, but the feeling is still beautiful. The rain in summer also has a "flower" interest, it is warm and rough. When the raindrops as big as peas hit the delicate petals of the peach blossom. Taohua seemed to have been greatly wronged, fussing and crying. Rain, please, don’t let it rain again, but how can the rain listen?

In autumn, the peach blossoms have withered, like a lonely child standing there in a daze. This makes me feel regretful. However, this feeling soon disappeared, because I am more looking forward to the peach blossoms in the next spring.

"On this day last year, in this door, people's faces and peach blossoms reflected each other's red faces." When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, they were like people's rosy faces. When people saw them, the troubles in their hearts seemed to disappear all of a sudden, replaced by the beauty of love. Peach blossoms that make people feel happy.

The scenery of the peach blossoms in the peach garden is so beautiful! Composition 15 here

My school is very beautiful. When you approach the campus, you can see four big golden characters. When entering the campus, the first thing you see is the majestic teaching building, which is rectangular. On each floor there are display boards for ancient poetry and literature, and there are bookcases. The teaching building is like a giant dragon, taking us to the ocean of knowledge.

In front of the teaching building is the flag stand, with the five-star red flag flying on the straight flagpole. Every Monday, a flag-raising ceremony is held. There are two flower beds on each side of the flag stand. The flowers in the flower beds are fragrant and colorful, attracting many butterflies and bees. There are also many colors of flowers, red, blue, yellow, pink... so beautiful! There are two pines and cypresses on each side of the flower bed. They are evergreen all year round, wearing green clothes at all times, standing upright like warriors, guarding our campus all the time.

In front of the flag stand are two willow trees. When the breeze blows, the branches of the willow tree sway with the wind, just like a gentle and beautiful girl arranging her long braids. People can't help but think of a poem: "Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons hang down."

Our classroom is clean, tidy and very beautiful. "Jingle bell, dingy bell..." The school bell rang, and the students quickly walked into the classroom, sat in their seats, sang songs, and waited for the teacher's arrival. In class, the students all spoke actively, sometimes reading loudly, sometimes writing rustlingly.

get out of class was over, and after the teacher left, the students ran out of the classroom like happy birds and played happily on the playground. I often see some older brothers playing basketball. I saw them holding the basketball in both hands and running quickly to the basketball stand. When they were almost there, they jumped lightly with their feet and threw the basketball in. There are not only those who play basketball, but also those who skip rope and run...

This is my beautiful school. You are welcome to visit!