I am a lovely lark, living freely in the dense forest, breathing fresh air, enjoying the beautiful scenery and singing heartily. However, one day, my fate changed dramatically.
One day, while I was playing with my friends, I suddenly broke into a group of robbers. They brutally cut down a lush tree with a saw, leaving me and my friends homeless and wandering around. ? ? Xiaohe composition network
I flew and flew, and along the way, the dense trees were cut down, leaving only bare stumps. I flew all day and all night, tired and thirsty. I saw a stream and wanted to stop and drink some water. Suddenly, a foul smell came on my face and I had to cover my nose and mouth. I looked down and saw many dead fish floating on the water. I asked passers-by curiously, "Why is it so smelly?" "Oh, a few years ago, it used to be a clear stream where all kinds of fish lived, but because people kept throwing garbage into the stream, the factory discharged sewage without restraint, making the originally clear stream turn into a stinking ditch." Passers-by explained to me. There was a sudden surge of anger in my heart. Isn't human beings digging their own graves for temporary interests, regardless of the consequences, chopping and littering?
I flew and flew angrily. Suddenly, I found many colorful things on the ground. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be some plastic bags. Plastic bags are not only difficult to dissolve in soil, but also worsen the soil environment, which is not conducive to crop growth. Don't look at this small plastic bag, the harm is not small! Human beings have brought endless troubles to future generations for their short-sighted behavior of convenience. Isn't it worth pondering? I sighed and flew forward again. Flying, I suddenly found a factory not far away and a chimney smoking. The blue sky has been dyed dark gray by exhaust gas, and the original fresh air is filled with an unpleasant smell. At this moment, a bird grandpa sighed and flew over. I was surprised and asked, "Grandpa Bird, why are you sighing?" Grandpa Bird said sadly, "Son, you don't know that this used to be a fertile land with fresh air, but one day, someone came here to open a factory." Who knows, this factory only emits waste gas, and some young birds can't stand the smell and have moved. We old people can't fly, so we have to stay here Over time, birds were poisoned by this waste gas and died one after another. Now, it's just me. I'm broke now! "After listening to Grandpa Bird's story, I can't help feeling sorry for Grandpa Bird. However, as a homeless person, how much better am I than Grandpa Bird? A burst of grief came to my mind, and I could only say goodbye to Grandpa Bird with tears in my eyes.
I flew again and again. Soon, a city appeared before my eyes. The car was driving on the highway, and a series of harsh horns made me upset. "It's too noisy!" I covered my ears and flew over the noisy city to the quiet countryside. "I can't hear the noise at last!" I said excitedly. I was exhausted, so I fell on a stump to catch my breath and have a rest. But with a loud noise, I suddenly felt black at the moment and fainted. I shouted with all my strength: "help me, human, wake up!" " But the last voice in my ear was the hunter's excited cheers: "This bird can sell for a lot of money!" " "
Listening to the last cry of birds, it's time for us humans to wake up. Animals are our friends and the earth is our home. We humans should protect them well. Protecting them means protecting ourselves. Let's all act quickly!
Instructor; Meng Xiushuang
Composition 2: "Composition: Calling People" 400 words Calling People 10438+0 Blue Little Brother
I was shocked to see "I am a special soldier". Although it was less than an episode, although it was only a detail, I was shocked, not for the actors' acting skills, but for the strength of the soldiers and their defense. How strong it is to shout "I am a special soldier"! "I am the People's Liberation Army of China" is so vast! How patriotic are they?
Soldiers are so patriotic. What about you? Can you do it? From what angle did you do it?
They are soldiers, shouting "I love China" in a military way. What about you? What about us? Can't you do it? It's not impossible, it's escape. Please put yourself back in China's perspective. Can you be indifferent to the "Nanjing Massacre" and the history of China's bloodbath? Don't you feel it? Don't you feel heartache? You can't help shouting-motherland, I love you and I will defend you.
As students, we should study hard. You said you didn't want to study for the rise of China. Then I said, please study for the beauty of your family, and please study for clearing the name of the sick man of East Asia! No one is born patriotic. Patriotism comes from a little acceptance of ideas. I hope we can start from now on. Whether you care before or not, please love your motherland, be proud of China and be proud of being a China native from now on!
Composition 3: "Composition: Scream of Grass" 500-word Scream of Grass
Babanpang, Pingshan No.1 Primary School, Huidong County, Guangdong Province
Miss Chun climbed the steep mountain and the vast ocean, and quietly came to the world. ? ? Xiaohe composition network
After a deep sleep for a winter, I was woken up by teacher Chun. I broke free from the embrace of mother earth and came to this world, which surprised me; My home used to be an endless lawn, and now it's spring in March, but I still can't see any vitality. I can't help but recall five years ago:
Five years ago, I just poked my head out and found that my brothers and sisters were already enjoying the "sunshine bath". My home is so prosperous that my brothers and sisters are everywhere on the lawn. We freely breathe the fresh air, comfortably bathe in the warm sunshine and greedily suck the sweet dew. People come and go praising our beauty. I am proud of my family. ...
I woke up from my memory and looked at everything now. I can't help feeling a little sad and desolate everywhere. The air is not so fresh with a little dust; The sky is not so blue, a little gloomy; Even the rain and dew are not so sweet.
Looking at this world, my heart aches. In the distance, two little boys are running and playing. I shrink my head for fear of being trampled by these two little boys. Two little boys are running towards this side. The terrible thing finally happened, and an evil foot appeared on my head. Oh, it hurts! I bent down. The two little boys ran away gradually. There is no green and no life on the lawn. ...
Finally, I summoned up my courage and shouted: human, give me a green home, make the air fresher, the sky bluer, the stream clearer and the dew sweeter. ...
Composition 4: "Composition: The Time of Screaming" 700 words Construction workers have always been at the bottom of society. They grit their teeth and live, and submit to humiliation. Their dark skin and blue veins all over their arms became their symbols. They were bullied and looked down upon. But who would have thought of their obscure dedication? Without their sweat, where did the tall buildings rise?
At that moment, I still remember it, because it was a cry from the bottom of the city.
Occasionally passing by a construction site, I saw a group of people around me and there was a very noisy sound. Curiosity drove me into the crowd of onlookers. ? ? Xiaohe composition network
At this time, a sallow and emaciated middle-aged woman was sitting on the ground, crying and pounding, curled up in pain, sipping chapped lips and looking very pale. The onlookers heard her crying, and some frowned, indicating that they were very expressionless and indifferent to her. Some people just join in the fun and want to see what happened.
At this moment, a well-dressed man came from a distance. He has a beer belly, short and narrow eyes, and the gold ring on his finger shines brightly. I think this person should be the person in charge of the construction site. The arrival of this man made the onlookers talk about it. When he walked up to the woman, she tugged at his skirt and cried like Bangladesh. The man looked disdainful and pushed the woman away with one hand, and the woman fell feebly on the cold ground. "I feel sorry for your son's death, but the company has lost the money it deserves. Please stop making trouble at the construction site, or don't blame us for being rude. " As soon as the words were finished, the man left angrily. The woman is still crying mercilessly.
As the man left, the crowd gradually dispersed, but I still stayed quietly and could not move. Why is this? This kind of sad drama should be normal, just like people who have just left, they have become accustomed to it and become numb.
I stood there quietly. Suddenly, the wind seemed to blow harder and harder, and the sky became dark. Inexplicable remorse welled up in my heart. The woman thumped feebly on the ground and let out a heart-rending cry. Crying so loud, so sad.
At that moment, the dust was flying and my eyes were blurred. A woman is shouting. This is a silent cry, over and over again.
Composition 5: Appreciation of Composition: Crow's Scream 1 100 There is such an elf, which represents the night, but beckons the dawn. There is such an elf, lonely and indifferent, wandering in the funeral of sunset.
It is a crow, a loner in the hustle and bustle of the world, cold and intelligent, and its hidden philosophy lies under the dark feathers.
Crows often laugh at themselves: I am a harbinger of disaster.
People are always pursuing beautiful birds, either with beautiful voices or colorful feathers. The crow sneered, I can't bark, and I have no clothes. I sang death and decay in the dark, shouting the truth at the top of my lungs, tearing my vocal cords. I struggled to wash away the lead from the thorns, only to pursue more real pain. Poor ignorant creature, don't you smell the thick blood? Didn't you see the fall of Yu Xia and Qiu Jin? Have you ever thought about what is right? Oh, yes. Of course you don't know. You drank Yu Xia's blood and ate steamed bread dipped in Qiu Jin's blood. You are a group of cannibals. If you look carefully at the code lesson plan you are pursuing, don't you see that the word "cannibalism" is written all over the line? But I can see, I can see that behind the glory of this era, there is a heavy conspiracy, hypocrisy and decay. Under the floating fog is a bottomless abyss and a mountain of white bones ~ Yu Xia is lying there ~
So I am a harbinger of disaster, just because I don't conform to the aesthetics of the times. But, sad you, just because I shouted ugliness for the truth, you imposed your crime on me ~ Have you ever seen me drink blood, ~
Crows are too maverick to be human playthings. Destined to be a crying maker, but also destined to be lonely forever.
In Lu Xun's pen, such a crow was flying, standing in front of Hua Xiaoshuan's grave, and suddenly let out a cry and rose to the sky. Is it self-mockery or ridicule? Even if the great man only talks with the great man, the hoarse voice is still like a sword, which goes straight into the deepest part of the stupid soul.
With the passage of time, Lu Xun has gone far. I stayed on this side of the long river of time, watching the drifting back. Suddenly, I found that he was not only a crow, but also running and shouting in the crowd, holding the funeral of that old age at the top of his lungs, and new power had awakened. Dressed in black, he laughed at the people who died in the dark ages. He shouted for the light, and he laughed coldly at the slow departure of the dead nation, which made him and this nation great. However, he kept walking on the thorny road because he smelled rancid and wanted to shout. The setting sun, like blood, dyed the sky red. The crow lingers, falls on the tightrope alone, presides over the funeral of the sunset, and looks down on the world with thousands of years of loneliness. With a loud cry, the crow flew away. The figure of wisdom disappeared in the clouds, but the sky left traces, great traces.
When the wind blows across the sky, the crow's self-mockery will not be blown away.
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Composition 6: [Excellent Composition] 1 100 The cry of the word "water" cherishes the water of life and saves from me.
Frugality and simplicity are human virtues; Luxury and luxury are the great evils of human beings.
"Water is the source of life, and we should protect every drop of water." This sentence is true, if there is no water, the earth will dry up; If there is no water, there will be no our beautiful world. We should cherish every drop of water and every tear of Mother Earth. For a long time, people generally believe that water is inexhaustible. In fact, water resources in China are very scarce, with a per capita total of only about 2,300 cubic meters, which is equivalent to a quarter of the world average. From this point of view, there are quite serious problems in our daily water use. If we pay a little attention, we will find that there is indeed a waste of water resources around us.
There are countless bad habits of wasting water in ordinary families. Flush cigarette butts and small pieces of garbage with the toilet; Open the door, answer the phone, change the TV channel when using water, and leave the tap on; Don't turn off the tap when washing hands, brushing teeth and washing your face. According to experts' analysis, as long as you get rid of these bad habits, you can save about 70% water, not only saving money for yourself, but also saving water resources for the society.
Although China is rich in water resources, there are few available fresh water resources, and with the development of industry, water pollution has become a serious problem, and many industrial wastewater stinks. What a terrible thing! In addition, the phenomenon of wasting water is also very serious, according to statistics. A medium-sized city wastes as much water as a Dongting Lake every year!
Cherish the water of life!
I accidentally browsed a public service advertisement, which made my heart restless for a long time. A faucet appeared on the TV screen, and at this time, it was struggling to drip water. The dripping speed is slower and slower, and finally it dries up. Followed by this sentence: "If human beings don't cherish water, then the last drop of water we can see will be our own tears." Water is the source of life. If there were no water on the earth, Mother Earth would not give birth to our descendants. Water is the cradle of life! After reading this advertisement, I really felt deeply. In order to save water, I have made the following family water-saving plan:
Use more drops: you can wash your feet with face washing water and then flush the toilet; A vat for collecting waste water should be prepared at home to collect domestic waste water such as laundry in case of emergency. Such a family of three can save about 1 ton of water every month. Washing dishes and chopsticks with rice washing water and boiled noodles can save domestic water and reduce the pollution of detergents to tableware; When washing fruits and vegetables with detergent, you need to rinse them with clear water several times before you dare to eat them safely. It can be replaced by salt water immersion disinfection, and washing once is enough.
Water is the source of life and sustains our lives. Without water, everything will die. Without water, human beings can't live. Without water, there would be no beautiful lakes and mountains ... saving water is not just a slogan. We should cherish every drop of water, firmly establish the concept of "saving water is glorious, wasting water is shameful", and always pay attention to saving water.
March 22nd every year is World Water Day. Every year on this day, all countries in the world will publicize that everyone should cherish water resources and protect the water of life. In fact, it is not only this day, but every day in our life should cherish every drop of water and cherish the water of life with practical actions.
Composition 7: "Composition: Crying hysterically" 900 words to be or not to be, this is a question worth thinking about.
Silently endure the cruel poison arrow of fate or stand up against the infinite suffering of the world.
Sweep them away through struggle. ? ? Xiaohe composition network
Which of these two behaviors is more noble?
Dead, asleep.
You may dream when you fall asleep.
Yes, this is the obstacle.
After reading this passage, I can't be calm for a long time. It seems that my heart and this passage are intertwined and connected into one,,,,,
I am a person who likes to keep everything in my heart. Occasionally someone may break into my heart, but they can't cross the last gap in my heart. On the surface, I am so lively and humorous, as if all the pain and sadness will be far away from me. However, when I was alone in the "world", I lost my old smile. Show your truest side. Even sometimes, even I feel cold. I tried to get rid of it, but it didn't help. On the contrary, the more you struggle, the more painful it is.
Maybe in others' eyes, I am an optimist. No matter what happens, I always look like laughing, even if I get hurt, fail or fall. However, under my laughing expression, who can see my suffering and pain? Everyone just saw a superficial me, and everyone didn't know me. Who can really listen to my heart?
And how many so-called friends are alienated from me because of self-interest and beauty? You are afraid that I will hurt your interests. What you do for your brother is bullshit. And some "friends". You see that my grades are slightly better than yours, so I put on a "kind" face. However, when my grades are not as good as yours, what is your attitude, contempt and contempt? Bet me that I won't surpass you. But it turns out that I am the biggest winner. I'm like a gambler. I won everything, but I also lost everything. I won "dignity" but lost my friends. How many times, I want us to go back to the old days of laughing and laughing, and let time stay at this moment forever, but the reality is cruel. You only regard me as a competitor, not a friend.
I want to try my best to make people agree with me and regain our laughter. I put aside your attitude towards me, help you and tell you my learning style, but you regard my goodness as a "weapon" that hurts me. My heart is really broken by you.
I am eager to find someone who can cross the spiritual gap and devote all my trust. But will such a person really appear in my world?
Hehe, a little disease-free * * * … I look forward to your wonderful comments.
Composition 8: composition: the sound of a fire hydrant; The sound of a 900-word fire hydrant
Xu Hongyang, Class 5, Grade 5, No.2 Experimental Primary School, Dehua County, Fujian Province
I am an inconspicuous fire hydrant installed in Xinhuadu Square. I have been standing alone in the corner for many years, shouldering the sacred mission of fire fighting. You know what I can do! Although I am small, I am an expert in controlling combustible materials, isolating combustion-supporting materials and eliminating fire sources! My housekeeping skill is to help firefighters put out fires. As long as there is fire, I will stand up and look arrogant enough to go up and down the mountain.
Three years ago, I was a brand-new fire hydrant. At that time, I was wearing a striking red coat, and my face was red and shining. How handsome! However, I don't know from which day on, the children kicked me and treated me like a horse. The adults hit me with stones mercilessly ... I'm different. I'm scarred all over, so sad that I lack arms and legs! As time goes on, my body is getting older and tired. First, the paint drops bit by bit, then the iron sheet slowly rusts off, leaving spots on the car body; Later, even the screws on my body rusted, and the top of my head could have been opened, but now it can't be screwed on. You see, my body is covered with dark gray rust, my whole body is peeling, my face is rough, and rusty iron pieces fall to the ground, so dirty as hell. People passing by here will speed up their steps and stay away from me when they see my dirty and ugly appearance. God, I'm pathetic. I really don't want to be this fire hydrant anymore. Can't people take care of me?
It never rains but it pours, and unexpected things happened: on an opaque night, a sly guy climbed out of the alley, took out a wrench, crowbar and hammer, and began to hit me on the head and twist me ... "Oh, it hurts me!" I endured it strongly. Fortunately, it was almost dawn, and the hateful thief couldn't pry me, so he fled in despair. Ah! That's terrible! Now, I have been hurt to death, and water keeps pouring out of my stomach. Passers-by not only did not sympathize with me, but some even kicked me and cursed, "It's useless." My fate is so tragic! My heart is broken ...
No, a shop not far from me is on fire, but there is nothing I can do but sigh ... Looking at the raging fire, I want to call out, "Man! Please don't insult and hurt me! In this dangerous world, a little carelessness will lead to a fire, so don't take any chances. Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case! Don't look down on the fire hydrant, look down on my duty, I am also a useful guy. Please take good care of the fire-fighting facilities and use me correctly, and I will glow with infinite strength to resist the fire! "
Instructor: Chen
Composition 9: "Composition: Shout at the End of Life" 700 words Shout at the End of Life
Xiaohe composition network
Kou Naiwen, Class Two, Five Years, zhuanghe city No.2 Experimental Primary School
When I was 7 years old, my closest cousin left us forever because of a car accident.
That dark night, I was home with a high fever. Suddenly, a hurried phone call broke the silence in the middle of the night, and only a trembling voice came from the phone at the other end of the room: "The child's sister was hit by a car and is being rescued in the hospital." Hearing the news, my mother took me out of the house.
When I arrived at the hospital, my cousin covered in blood saw me and said a few unexpected words: "Don't be afraid. When I get well, you can go to my house and get some story books. My sister told you a story last night. " I cried, but my cousin's smile did not seem to change.
Although my cousin is not afraid of life, this flower's life, which is only 1 1 year old, still fades and disappears silently at the age when she should not have disappeared. My hoarse cry failed to keep my cousin. One day many years later, I accidentally opened my cousin's diary. I vaguely remember a passage above: "If I leave one day, I will leave a beautiful smiling face for the world." The girl who has never left the mountain village said a famous saying that I will never forget.
I carefully tore off this paper and saw two big words written on the back of it: optimism. I didn't quite understand it then. A year later, when I stared at the windowsill, I suddenly remembered my sister's last cry in her life: "Stop crying and be happy!" " "This is my sister gave me advice with her life. I can't hear it anymore, I can't hear it anymore.
Time has passed, I don't know where my cousin's paper is, but I firmly believe that it is in a corner, and its connotation has been integrated into my heart.
My cousin has left me for several years, but her optimism about life and her last cry have been echoing in my mind and become my behavior guide.
Teacher's comment: This is a sad and touching story. My 1 1 year-old sister left us forever because of a sudden car accident. My little author was moved by her emotional words and endless smile before she left, and took optimism as her guide to action.
Instructor? Liu? Yan recommended? Guo xunmin
Birds fly by, the traces of the sky are faded by blue, and time is the same, diluting everything but coming back to me mercilessly. ...
"Since you don't listen to me, walk home by yourself today!" Sweat ran down mom's face. I just stared at the sky, and it was dark, as if everything in the world was dark except the white on the horizon. The wind is floating in the falling rain, and the weak body can't stand the test of wind and rain and tremble. The messy thoughts remind me of the scene just now, "son, can you help mom with something?" Mother asked earnestly. "no! It is your own negligence! " "Don't I give birth to you and raise you for more than ten years, so I don't have time to help my mother do one thing?" My idea hit me on the lip rashly and said, "No!" " "The voice seems to be bigger, she turned around in disappointment, until her back is more and more confused. ...
I just came to my senses, "Oh, my God! What the hell am I doing! " The chaotic mood keeps beating my childish heart! The wind is blowing harder and harder, but it blows violently in my face. The rain, the bigger it is, beats on my heart! The rain penetrated my clothes-no! It's tears! Tears of regret!
I walked alone in this "coldest corner in the world", but who knew that my mother was still waiting anxiously at home. Selfish, I'm still complaining. Gradually, the night is getting darker and darker, and the heart of regret makes my pace bigger and bigger. I don't know when I stood outside the door-I caught a glimpse of the eager and familiar figure through the door, and I didn't dare to look at her! Because I feel guilty! Because I ... I was wrong!
I was lying in bed, and the devil kept condemning me: "Why don't you apologize to your mother, but curl up here like a cat?" The cold on your body is not enough to cover up your inner pain. Slowly, I get tired. ...
I woke up the next morning and found a cup of boiled water beside me. The faint smoke curled up, with my mother's deep love, instantly warmed my eyes, as if my mother were chanting in my ear, "Don't catch cold, son, drink more hot water after the rain ..." Unconsciously, a drop of crystal tears fell on my face and dripped into my heart that had already been melted by the warm current.
Is this the most beautiful' love' in the world?
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