1. Imitate the fifth-grade grassland’s composition about the sea

The imprint on the beach is its permanent treasure. Watching the sea rushing towards me from time to time, it seems that it will never tire; listening to Watching the sea roar all the time, it seems that I am always so happy. Standing on the seaside, the sea wave is embracing me, playing with me, as cheerful and lively as me. Standing in front of the sea for a long time, it seems that everything has stopped, and the clouds are not moving. Drifting again, my heart no longer moves, but I suddenly feel that we are so small. Staring at the boundless sea, my heart has broadened a lot, and I feel that I can tolerate everything. There is a great saying: What is broader than the ocean is Blue sky; what is broader than the blue sky is the human mind. Breaking away from the city and looking at the rushing sea, you can't help but want to open your arms, shout towards it, and jump in for a hug. At this time, you will feel that your mind is suddenly open and full of hope. The breadth that embraces the whole world. I finally saw the sea! As soon as I saw the sea, I felt like I had entered a new world! But at the same time, I saw that on the horizon, the water and the sky met, and I couldn't tell the difference between the sea and the sky. At this moment, my curiosity about the other side of the sea far exceeded my curiosity about this side - What is on the other side of the sea? I finally saw the sea. The sea is like a beautiful girl in a blue gauze skirt. The sound of the sea breeze blowing the waves is her welcome song. Look at the golden beach on the seaside. Under the sunshine, every fine yarn seems to be shining. On the beach, there are many gifts from the sea: small and exquisite shells, hermit crabs carrying small houses on their backs, sea hedgehogs covered with hard thorns, like small Pocket-like jellyfish...are scattered all over the beach. These are all left behind when the tide goes out. When the water rises, they will return to the embrace of the sea. Looking at the boundless sea, it is still covered with a thick layer of fog, faintly There were about some fishing boats moving in the mist in the water, appearing and disappearing. The sea breeze blew, and the waves hit the rocks, splashing white water, which rushed to the shore and gently caressed them. The soft sandy beach. The waves sway lightly from a distance layer by layer, outlining a white "skirt" for the beach, like setting a sparkling silver frame on the vast sea, making the sea more charming. The sun rises It's high, the sea. 2. A 500-word essay imitating "Grassland"

I have seen phrases and phrases like "The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and the cattle and sheep are low". This has had a bad influence, making people afraid of going north. This time, I saw the grassland. The sky there is more lovely than elsewhere. The air is so fresh and the sky is so clear. It makes me always want to sing a song to express my happiness. Under the sky, there is a vast expanse, but it is not vast. There are hills on all sides. The flat ground is green and the hills are also green. The sheep went up the hill for a while, and then came down again. Wherever they walked, they seemed to be embroidered with big white flowers on the boundless green carpet. The lines of those hillocks are so gentle, just like the boneless paintings, which are only rendered in green and not outlined with pens. As a result, the greenery flows everywhere and gently flows into the clouds. This state is both amazing and comfortable. I want to stand for a long time and look around, but also want to sit down and whisper a beautiful poem. In this realm, even the horses and bulls sometimes stand still, as if reminiscing about the infinite fun of the grassland. Zisai, Zisai, who said that?

This is an emerald world. Even Jiangnan may not have such scenery!

What we visited was the animal husbandry commune in Chenbalhu Banner. The car traveled one hundred and fifty miles before reaching its destination. One hundred and fifty miles are all grassland. If we walk another hundred and fifty miles, it will still be grassland. Driving on the grassland is very free and easy. As long as the direction is good, you can go any way. When I first entered the grassland, I couldn't hear a sound or see anything, except for some birds flying and landing. After walking for a long time, I saw a circuitous belt in the distance, as bright as glass. river! There were more cattle and sheep, and horses were also seen, and there was a faint sound of whips. It's almost time to arrive at the commune. Suddenly, as if blown by a gust of wind, a group of horses appeared on the distant hill. The men, women and children on the horses were wearing clothes of various colors. The horses were galloping, with ribbons dancing on their lapels, flying towards us like a rainbow. This is when the host comes dozens of miles away to welcome distant visitors. When they saw us, the owners immediately turned their horses' heads, cheered and galloped, leading the way to the left, right and in front of the car. The quiet grassland became lively: cheers, the sound of cars, and the sound of horse hooves all sounded together. The car and horse flew over the hill and saw several yurts.

Outside the yurt, there are many horses and many vehicles. There were many people coming from dozens of miles away by horse or car to see us.

We invited a female dancer from Hyrule to translate for us. Her name is beautiful - Crystal Flower. She is from the Chen

banner and the Ewenki ethnic group. The masters dismounted and we got out of the car. I don’t know whose hand it is, but it is always holding it warmly and holding it tight. We don't need Comrade Crystal Flower to translate. Everyone's language is different, but their hearts are the same. Shake hands again and again, smile again and again. You say yours and I say mine. The overall meaning is national unity and mutual help!

Somehow, I entered the yurt. Milk tea was poured, milk tofu was placed, and the host and guest sat down cross-legged. Everyone was polite, and everyone was so affectionate, not at all restrained. Not long after, the hospitable host brought in a large plate of mutton and milk wine. The commune cadres toasted to us, and the seventy-year-old man toasted to us. Exactly:

Blessings are often hard to express, so don’t forget to toast each other!

We salute in return, the host raises his glass again, and we salute in return. At this time, the Ewenki girls, wearing pointed hats, both generous and a little shy, came to sing folk songs to the guests. Our fellow singers also quickly started singing. Singing seems to be louder and more touching than any language. No matter what is sung, the listener will always smile knowingly.

After dinner, the boys performed horse roping and wrestling, and the girls performed folk dances. The guests also danced, sang, and rode Mongolian horses. The sun has set to the west, and no one wants to leave. yes! The love between Mongolia and Han is so deep that we can't bear to say goodbye, the end of the world

The green grass talks about the setting sun!

People’s lives have changed, and everything on the grassland has also changed. Take the yurt, for example. In the past, it was often called a felt hut, but today it has changed. It is made of wooden slats and straw poles, so that it can stay cool in the summer, and is renovated in the winter. Look at the horses.

There are short and powerful Mongolian horses and tall new species of Sanhe horses. This kind of big horse is really dignified, and one look at it makes people think of words like "dragon-horse spirit" and make people want to ride it and gallop thousands of miles. The breed of cattle has also changed, and some weigh as much as a thousand kilograms, and their bodies are as big as small vats. Cow fat, grass and fragrant milk are like springs! Not an exaggeration. The flock includes both the original big-tailed sheep and the new breed of short-tailed fine-wool sheep. The former has good meat and the latter has good wool. Yes, the prosperity of both humans and animals is one of the new phenomena on the grassland. 3. Imitate the first lesson of the fifth grade volume, the grassland, and write an article about the sea of ??about 400 words

The Hulunbuir grassland is a world of various expressions, and there are many wonderful things here; when the sun shines , the warm and comfortable sunshine shines on the entire grassland, the green grass sways slightly in the sunshine in the gentle breeze, and the white clouds in the blue sky float leisurely, as if like a parasol. It is a warm world that covers the thick heat for the grass; however, in the depths of the blue sky and white clouds, there is a group of dark clouds that cover the sky there black like a devil, as if it wants to swallow the entire earth. As soon as you walk into this dark cloud, it will start to rain heavily. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear and clear, but now it has become overcast and rainy. As soon as you step out of this dark cloud, it will be as clear as time goes back. This is a humid world; Under the sunlight, there is a group of small things vaguely emerging on the grassland. When you look closer, you can see that they are three packs of grassland, snow-white sheep; strong cattle and horses galloping on the grassland; the sheep are like a bunch of flowers. White clouds lie on the soft grass and are scattered on the grassland like pearls; the strong cattle walk leisurely on the grass, lowering their heads from time to time to take a bite of the grass and then touching the calves following them with their noses or mouths. , so kind and happy! The horses were playing on the bank by the horse-drinking stream. When they were tired, they would lower their heads to drink water. When they were hot, they would roll in the stream. There was a group of ponies next to the horses. They were also playing, and from time to time they would They would also run to their mothers to take a sip of milk, and then happily return to the group of ponies to continue playing. In the evening, the sun gradually set in the west, leaving only wisps of golden sunset. The sun shone on the earth through the clouds, and the distance was far away. From a distance, it looks like a pillar supporting heaven and earth, forming a beautiful picture.

I will never forget you, the beautiful Hulunbuir grassland. 4. A 200-word imitation of "Grassland" The Sea

Sailimu Grassland is so big! When I came to Xinjiang, my biggest wish was to see the grasslands and ride horses, and Sailimu fulfilled my dream.

The sky is so blue, without a trace of color, as if it has been deliberately brushed; the air is so fresh, with the fragrance of earth in it. The tips of the grass were still dripping with rain and dew as clear as glass. The horses walked freely up and down the small arched slope. The horses grazing on the grass narrowed their eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. The refreshing breeze blows, and even the hair is dancing, adding another beauty to the boundless grassland. The little birds that fly and fall, looking for delicious grass seeds in the grassland, never forget to give a brisk song to the grassland. People are wearing colorful clothes and walking towards us with brisk steps. Everyone's face is filled with joy. This is really the most beautiful scenery. 5. The first paragraph of the fifth grade Chinese text "Grassland" imitates the sea

It finally started snowing again in Beijing.

The sky after the snow is so white and the air is so fresh that I always want to roll on the ground to express my happiness. From the sky to the earth, at a glance, there is no trace of color left.

It is white on all sides, the cars are white, the roofs are also white, the children have snowball fights, and wherever they go, they are filled with laughter. The snow here is so white, it is sprinkled randomly rather than pieced together bit by bit, and it is white and flawless everywhere.

In this state, people are amazed and comfortable at the same time; they want to have a snowball fight, but they are reluctant to destroy this pure beauty. In this world of snow, the city is like being covered with a thick quilt.

5. I saw the sea again. The sky there is so lovely, the air is so fresh, and the sky is so clear, I always want to sing a song to express my happiness.

The sky is connected to the sea; the sea is connected to the sky. It makes me feel that I am not at the seaside, but in a Chinese painting that is only rendered in blue and not outlined with ink lines. There are blue seawater everywhere, gently flowing to the horizon.

I released a few small paper boats, and they drifted with the waves with my beautiful dreams. No matter where they drifted, they seemed to be embroidered with white flowers on the boundless blue satin. In this state, I want to stand for a long time and look around, letting the naughty waves beat my clothes wantonly; I also want to take out a pen and paper and pour out my feelings at this moment on the paper: Sea, I love you. 6. A 200-word imitation of "Grassland" The Sea

Sailimu Grassland is so big! When I came to Xinjiang, my biggest wish was to see the grasslands and ride horses, and Sailimu fulfilled my dream.

The sky is so blue, without a trace of color, as if it has been deliberately brushed; the air is so fresh, with the fragrance of earth in it. The tips of the grass were still dripping with rain and dew as clear as glass.

The horses walked freely up and down the small arched slope. The horses grazing on the grass narrowed their eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. The refreshing breeze blows, and even the hair is dancing, adding another beauty to the boundless grassland.

The little birds that fly and fall in search of delicious grass seeds in the grassland do not forget to give back a brisk song to the grassland. People are wearing colorful clothes and walking towards us with brisk steps. Everyone's face is filled with joy. This is really the most beautiful scenery. 7. Copy the first paragraph of Lao She's "Grassland", preferably about the sea

Copy: This time, I saw the sea.

The sky there is so lovely, the air is so fresh, and the sky is so clear, I always want to sing a song to express my happiness. The sky is connected to the sea; the sea is connected to the sky.

It makes me feel that I am not at the seaside, but in a Chinese painting that is only rendered in blue and not outlined with ink lines. There are blue seawater everywhere, gently flowing to the horizon. I released a few small paper boats, and they drifted with the waves with my beautiful dreams. No matter where they drifted, they seemed to be embroidered with white flowers on the boundless blue satin.

In this state, I want to stand for a long time and look around, letting the naughty waves beat my clothes wantonly; I also want to take out a pen and paper and pour out my feelings at this moment on the paper: sea, I love you. 8. The first paragraph of the fifth grade Chinese text "Grassland" imitates the sea

It finally started snowing again in Beijing. The sky is so white after the snow, and the air is so fresh, I always want to roll on the ground to express my happiness. From the sky to the earth, at a glance, there is no trace of color left.

It is white on all sides, the cars are white, the roofs are also white, the children have snowball fights, and wherever they go, they are filled with laughter. The snow here is so white, it is sprinkled randomly rather than pieced together bit by bit, and it is white and flawless everywhere. In this state, people are amazed and comfortable at the same time; they want to have a snowball fight, but they are reluctant to destroy this pure beauty. In this world of snow, the city is like being covered with a thick quilt.

5. I saw the sea again. The sky there is so lovely, the air is so fresh, and the sky is so clear, I always want to sing a song to express my happiness. The sky is connected to the sea; the sea is connected to the sky. It makes me feel that I am not at the seaside, but in a Chinese painting that is only rendered in blue and not outlined with ink lines. There are blue seawater everywhere, gently flowing to the horizon. I released a few small paper boats, and they drifted with the waves with my beautiful dreams. No matter where they drifted, they seemed to be embroidered with white flowers on the boundless blue satin. In this state, I want to stand for a long time and look around, letting the naughty waves beat my clothes wantonly; I also want to take out a pen and paper and pour out my feelings at this moment on the paper: Sea, I love you!