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600-word narration in the third grade composition daquan
There is a kind of love called enjoying the busy dusk and walking alone by the lotus pond. The setting sun slanted on the quiet and breezy lake. A few birds are singing, playing in the water, dragonflies are dancing on the slender lotus leaf, and the lotus leaf as big as an umbrella is propped up unscrupulously. Some leaves simply lie on the water, which is a playground for small fish. A small and tall lotus stem is supported by a pink blooming lotus flower, and its petals spread out orderly and naturally. The flowers are light red and not dazzling, and they are flamboyant without losing their dignity. I don't know its excessive growth knowledge, only that it was born in the mud and grew in the mud. After a clear and turbid bath, it is still spotless, graceful and blooming vigorously. I liked lotus flowers when I was a child. I don't know if it's because it's so beautiful in Ailian, or if I'm used to coming to this pool just for this sentence! "The lotus leaves the mud but is not stained, and the water is clear but not demon." Maybe the lotus spirit has influenced me. When I am depressed, lonely and lost, I like to come to the pool alone and take a leisurely walk. Walking slowly at a loss, watching scattered people around busy welcoming the home of the day, ended the day. There is a small basketball court not far from the swimming pool, and several little boys are training leisurely. At this moment, a hazy scene appeared in my mind. I didn't have a chance to play ball and walk with you, but I knew that somewhere in the evening, I was out of breath and still fighting, so there must be one of them. Or it's fate. In my world, you are like Yu Lian in a wide pool. I like that you can't get close, but I love you so much that I can only welcome you from a distance. In that vast sea of people, I met by chance, and I never believed in fate. At first, it seemed that the road was narrow. Fireworks met and there was no intention of fighting. You are so mature, steady and sincere. Somehow, later, you influenced a cold soul with thorns, and your kind words made me laugh when I was angry. In trouble, your comfort and guidance will make me not afraid and tired. If I hadn't met you, I don't know if I could have persisted until now. If I hadn't met you, I don't know if I would rekindle my love. I always thought that I was an iceberg in the Arctic, which would not melt and would not encounter fireworks. I believe that fate is fair and gives us the same amount, just how we appreciate it. Knowing you is as accidental as dragonfly. You are still flying in the blue sky, and I am still rippling. On weekdays, your words are as difficult as lotus root, annoying and sticky, but so true. In life, you are as strong as a lotus. Although the financial crisis came at that time and we were all covered with a layer of black sand, you were still so confident. It was at the moment when your story was completely exposed that my heart felt sorry for you and you didn't. You still smile at it. They say the bank has been poor for three years. Besides, your family is not rich and even has some difficulties. In those days when I was confused about seeking business opportunities, seeing you running around and being a competent father at home, * * *'s maternal love (your lover works in other places) really made your nose sour and even hurt. When you tell me what you want to do, I don't know if I don't understand the market, but you are too risky, because the investment is not small, I am really worried about you, very worried about you. I can't help you in the distance, but I pray for you in my heart. You still ask this? Just search directly on the internet. In my neighborhood, there is an ordinary milkman. He is an uncle in his forties. The uncle's dark skin can be seen at a glance as the result of years of sun exposure. On his serrated face, there are a pair of small and intense eyes. There are three subscribers in our building, two on the fifth floor and one on the sixth floor. The subscriber on the sixth floor is our home. Six floors, this trip up and down, without anything, has exhausted people, not to mention the milkman still holding so many bottles. Moreover, the bottle is round and slippery, and it will break several bottles if you are not careful. When people saw this situation, they put it directly downstairs. This uncle is not like this. Every afternoon at six o'clock, he always delivers the milk to the subscriber's door on time, and then shouts "Here comes the milk!" Winter is coming, and the weather is getting colder and colder. No matter whether it is windy or snowy, at six o'clock every afternoon, there will always be familiar footsteps and loud door calls in the corridor, "Here comes the milk!" In the evening when the cold wind roared, the uncle came to deliver milk again. When I took the bottle, I found that his hands had been crumpled by the ruthless wind, like the skin of an old pine tree. I wonder why I don't wear gloves. No money to buy gloves or too busy to buy gloves? Why don't I give him a pair? The next day, he came to deliver milk again, and I finally couldn't help asking him. He said kindly, "Look, there is a layer of water outside this bottle. If you wear gloves, the bottle will easily slip. " Oh, I see! I sighed in my heart: in order not to break the bottle, the uncle who delivered the milk actually put his head in his hands in the winter, which is really admirable! Mom said this is a kind of professionalism, which is worth learning from each of us. Uncle Milkman, you are the person I admire most. My growth is a wonderful process. Growth is a sad and strong process; Growing up is still a process of laughing. I grew up sad and strong. I remember once, I got 87.5 points in Chinese, and other students got more than 90 points. My mood is very low, and even some students secretly said, "It's terrible to be the leader of the senior high school entrance examination!" I heard it then. My wound hurts like salt. I stayed in my seat all morning without saying a word. After school, I ran home with my schoolbag on my back. Along the way, tears came out drop by drop to join in the fun. Wearing a beautiful skirt, Miss Dong walked past the voice of "Tribal Tiger ……" as if to say, "What a poor student, it's really useless." Say that finish, and went away. I said, "I'm not, I'm not, I'm not …" But no one could understand me, and I was in a terrible mood. When I got home, I pushed open the door and went in. My mother saw me and said, "Daughter, how much did you get in the Chinese exam?" Grandma Lin's grandson got 96 points in the exam next door. I listened and went straight to my room. My mother shouted, "What's the matter with you, son?" I shut myself in my room and slept on the bed, so tears flowed down unwillingly. I kept cursing myself in my mind: Xiao Qingyun, you, why are you so useless? You can't even do such a simple problem. After a while, I thought: Hard work pays off, no matter what my classmates say about me, as long as I work hard in the future and do well in the final exam. I stood up, sat in a chair and read carefully. Because I have made up my mind to study hard and catch up with my classmates. My junior high school composition is 600 words, because my composition is not very good. In order to meet the tense exam, my father helped me sign up for a double-fast composition training class. A few weeks later, my composition was like a duck to water. "Come on, you are the best!" "This sentence has been ringing in my ears all day." Hard work pays off. "This famous saying looms in my mind. It is these inspirational sentences full of infinite power that make me work hard and grow constantly in the constant harvest! The process of growing up is a very big "devil", which needs your efforts to overcome. The process of growing up is still an interesting entertainment. You need to face it happily and optimistically and find the right way to solve the problems you face.