1. An essay describing the teaching building
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My friend, when you walk into our campus, the first thing that catches your eye is how beautiful our school is. teaching building.
The teaching building *** has four floors. There are two large mirrors on both sides of the stairs in the lobby on the first floor. There is a blackboard on the east and west walls of the hall. The one on the east side publishes the quantitative results of discipline and hygiene for each class in the school. The one on the west side contains the school's weekly work schedule and notifications of good people and good deeds. The rooms on both sides of the stairs are the teachers' offices. The first, second and third floors are classrooms for grades one to six respectively. The fourth floor is the conference room. There are neat tables and stools in every classroom, and the students dress up the classroom beautifully with their own hands. There are portraits of many world-famous scientists hanging in the corridor in front of the classroom, including Newton, Edison, Einstein, etc. Underneath each portrait are quotes from scientists. There are also reading rooms, laboratories, art rooms, music rooms, computer rooms, etc. in the teaching building.
Every morning, the sound of reading comes from the teaching building, the spacious and bright classrooms, and the comfortable environment. Provides us with good learning conditions. We should cherish all this, study hard, and repay the schools and teachers who trained us with excellent results. 2. Write the title of the teaching building of the composition school
My campus is a beautiful campus where we grow and play. After spending a lot of time, when we walked into the school gate, the left and right sides of the path were full of green grass, as well as tall and strong trees, welcoming us. What we were facing was a big stone with Ru Ziniu written on it. Ru Ziniu meant that we should not forget the hard work and diligence of the teacher.
Walking up the steps to the left, you can see the leaves of thick hawthorn trees and ginkgo trees swaying gently in the breeze, as if dancing, hawthorn in spring The lush green leaves of the branches look particularly green against the sunlight, as if they had just taken a bath, providing shade to the students. After class, the students all like to come here to play. On the right is our kindergarten.
Going further, there is a large iron plate on the left. On the iron plate are written our school tree and school belle, as well as our school's school song and the national anthem of the People's Republic of China. What we were facing were four big willow trees. Many of the willow papers were almost touching the ground. A breeze blew through the willow branches and drifted in the wind, as if the willow girl was combing her hair. On the right is Longzhaukui, who is about the same height as me. It is to provide a shade tree for the students on duty.
After arriving at the middle of the South Campus, there is a novel written by Pu Songling in front of it and there are some illustrations on it. Behind is a music classroom that can accommodate three classes. On the left is the teaching building where we have classes, and on the right is our pool. There is a rockery in the center of the pool. The rockery is covered with ivy. The leaves of the ivy are so lush that they are basically invisible. Its branches are gone. There is also a waterwheel on the rockery. This waterwheel only turns lazily when we are doing exercises. There are lotus flowers blooming in the pond. In the spring, the lotus flowers bloom most luxuriantly. Even the flower bones are no longer visible. Each lotus flower stretches its petals to the longest, as if comparing which lotus flower is the most beautiful.
The persimmon tree is our small tree. The persimmon tree is located on the right side of the north teaching building. This persimmon tree is the largest tree in our school. In spring, it is like a big umbrella, giving us In summer, when its fruits are ripe, persimmons begin to fall one after another, like a tree that rains persimmons. In autumn, its leaves begin to turn yellow, as if packing luggage, and then fall gently and leisurely. In winter, the persimmon trees are bare, like a bare commander standing guard in the snow.
This is my beautiful campus! 3. Use the teaching building, garden, and kindergarten to write essays
Our school has a very beautiful garden, with beautiful flowers blooming all year round, especially in spring, when the garden is full of spring colors and fragrant. Now is the season of spring flowers blooming, let us go into the school together and enjoy it.
As soon as I walked into the garden, there was a fragrance rushing towards me. At first glance, it turned out to be gardenia. Its green leaves set off the snow-white flowers, looking like a beautiful little girl swinging in the breeze.
Some are still flowery, some are like shy little girls, slowly raising their heads, and some are no longer timid and reveal themselves.
As I walked, I was attracted by the pure cherry blossoms.
I walked over and took a closer look. The cherry blossoms had five petals. They were white with red inside and red with pink inside. They looked like they were carved from jade. They had a bit of ice and pure charm. They were really beautiful. . Looking further into the distance, the delicate iris flowers are swaying in the wind like dancing iris flowers; the blooming peach blossoms open their pink smiles to welcome the beautiful spring, and the pink morning glory, they open their eyes. He opened his big mouth and turned his little head from time to time, as if singing a hymn of spring.
This is the garden of our school, where you can see the colorful spring, smell the fragrance of spring, hear the hymns of spring, and feel the beauty of spring! Essay 2 about the school garden: The school’s central garden (460 words) The teaching building in our school is circular, and the central garden is in the middle of the teaching building. Looking down from the fourth floor, there is a circular flower bed in the middle of the central garden, surrounded by four small "F"-shaped flower beds.
These flower beds are surrounded by 14 different kinds of flowers and plants, including Fujian tea.
Wait. In the middle is a cycad, and there are many fake betel trees planted around it.
If you randomly select one of the students in our school and ask him (her): "What does the Central Garden look like?" then he (she) will tell you immediately - it looks like a cake. . Indeed, looking down from a high place, the central garden does look like a cake.
Those "F" shaped flower beds are like knives and forks, and the fake betel nut trees are like colorful "candles" inserted on the cake. Why! I really admire that unknown designer! Such a funny garden was created by him or her.
However, the central garden seen on the first floor does not look like knives, forks, cakes, and candles. Instead, it gives people a maze-like feeling.
When you step into the central garden, this feeling becomes even more profound. Walking on the path between flower beds, you feel like a little ant who has lost its way in a maze, relentlessly looking for a way out.
Therefore, there is a famous saying hidden in the central garden: Those who persist will be the first to get out of the maze. If you look at the central garden of our school from every new angle, you will find a new surprise.
Ah! Zhongyuan I love you and wish you evergreen. Essay 3 about the school garden: The small garden of the school (370 words) There is a small garden in our school, and the scenery there is beautiful all year round! Spring is a beautiful scene.
In the peaceful spring, the wild geese return to the north and the purple swallows whisper. After a few drizzles, the grass emerged from the ground, the originally bare trees sprouted green buds, and the flowers bloomed. A group of little swallows chirped on the trees, as if to welcome the arrival of spring. Butterflies dance among the flowers and leaves, adding to the fun of spring.
In summer, the trees are covered with green. The scorching sun is in the sky, people take shelter under the trees, and the cool breeze blows, making people feel very comfortable, comfortable and cool.
Autumn, the air is crisp, the sky is high, the clouds are clear, and the sweet osmanthus is fragrant. The weather is getting colder, and groups of geese are flying south again for the winter.
The autumn wind blows, and the golden leaves fall one after another. Only the leaves of the banyan tree and iron tree are still green. Winter, the cold season is coming.
The children all changed into sweaters. At this time, the vibrant grass withered and turned yellow, the colorful flowers disappeared, and the green trees became bare. Only the iron trees and banyan trees were not withered, guarding the small garden like strong warriors.
Then, spring came again, and there was another vibrant green. Essay 4 about the school garden: The campus garden (723 words) It is the birthplace of the fragrance of flowers in our school; it is a warm world of laughter and laughter.
This place is the garden of our school. The garden of my school is one that I can never tire of seeing all year round. Look, friends: Miss Spring came to our garden, and everything in the garden opened her eyes. There are so many flowers in the garden, as red as fire, and yellow. It's as golden as gold, as white as snow, and as pink as morning glow. It's like being in a beauty pageant.
Taohua smiled and blushed, nodding to us. Sister Willow sprouted and combed her green and long braids. It reminded me of the poem in "Ode to the Willow": Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree, Thousands of thin green ribbons hang down. There are also small trees that dress up the garden vividly.
Miss Chun left, and Brother Xia came again. The garden in summer is dark green, and the trees in the garden grow lush and green. There is a small pavilion in the garden, where many students enjoy the shade and read books after class.
There is also a pond in the garden. The water in the pond is turquoise, with a few beautiful clouds floating in the sky, and beautiful bird shadows reflected in the water. In the pool, naughty little goldfish were swimming around.
It is true that birds fly in the water and fish swim in the water. When the get out of class bell rang, the students all came to see the fish and laughed happily. The garden was so beautiful! Our garden is beautiful not only in spring and summer, but also in autumn! The lush trees became rare, the leaves turned yellow, withered, and kept falling. When the falling leaves were blown by the wind, "rustling" played the autumn march.
The flowers also withered, leaving only the chrysanthemum fairy and the sweet-scented osmanthus girl. The chrysanthemum's clothes are light, purple, golden... even its braids are raised high, and the osmanthus' clothes are colorful.
Silver osmanthus is white; golden osmanthus is golden; although they are not as gorgeous as roses or as fragrant as magnolia, they have their own attraction and add beauty to the garden. Sister Qiu got off work and welcomed Grandpa Dong again.
As soon as you walk into the garden, you feel like you have entered a silver-white world, covered with snow. The trees are all covered with "white quilts", ready for a long sleep.
Only the pines and cypresses are still standing upright, like an uncle from the People's Liberation Army standing guard. Isn’t the garden beautiful in winter? The school garden is so beautiful! Students, is our garden beautiful? If you are attracted by the beautiful and wonderful scenery of our campus, come and visit more, you can go to Class 6 (5). 4. Give me a 500-word essay on the teaching building
In the dark night of the teaching building, the sleeping heart sleeps with the dark night. There is no sound, only silence, no calling, only gaze, that teaching Lou. Actually, my heart is still there, and the residual heat is still radiating. Do you feel it? I still remember that teaching building, my literary club, and my memories. That stream of thoughts is as sweet as spilled honey, sweet to the heart. Once upon a time, that poster brought us together and made our hearts stronger. Being close makes our hearts more united. Meeting is a kind of fate. Nowadays, the building is empty, and you no longer see my figure in the teaching building, and no longer hear my breathing. I am on the other side, in another world, in another Although there is a teaching building next door, it seems to be separated by a thousand layers of walls. It is so thick and solid. Here, I can’t hear the sound of laughter, I can’t see the play of chasing, I can only hear the loud reading. I can only see the majesty of writing and writing. This is the third year of high school. I call the teaching building of the third year of high school the "seat of loneliness". Is it really lonely? Do you agree that literacy in life starts from loneliness? Loneliness is a mood, a desolate state. There is a gap in the soul, and the gap needs to be filled. There are gains and losses. Losing that childishness, I gained maturity, and maturity is also a kind of loneliness. Growing up I will no longer chase butterflies as innocently as I did before, nor will I forget to eat just to go out in groups like children. In short, I will not make the same mistakes again. There will be fewer detours, because I learned to walk in a straight line. On the way to the detour, I fell down and got up. When I moved forward, I still missed the teaching building. Although it was an ordinary building, it was built by my memories. , now I have left, but that heart is still mixed with cement, living in this world forever and ever, that love, that teaching building... 5. An essay describing the gentleness of classmates
I stumbled through the confusing growth path, and frequently encountered many people, some of whom were annoying, and some of whom were lovable. However, I am grateful to one person - a person who has sown the seeds of knowledge in my life and looks forward to blooming beautiful flowers in my life - she is you! Because you gave me a lot, you gave me an unusual smile.
That smile is as beautiful as a spring flower when it blooms, and as cute as a bamboo shoot after the rain. However, it was that smile that gave me the joy and warmth of life again.
It was a mid-term exam, and our hearts were tightened. Every student was interested in having fun. At your order, we all returned to our seats and immersed ourselves in studying. I am even more confident and have already prepared myself for good results.
The exam was rushing through my fingers. I was waiting in my seat with great anticipation. The paper in the team leader’s hand seemed to be doing a little dance. Was it because I would do well in the exam this time? I couldn't wait more and more, but as soon as the paper came out, my eyes almost popped out, my heart felt sour, my laughter stopped, my words were stuck in my throat, and my tears couldn't help but flow down. That bright red number, like a sinful horse, trampled over my heart, back and forth, kicking up jade-like dust; like a ruthless whip rope, whipping my heart, whipping it repeatedly, stirring up flesh and blood like clouds.
My heart hurts so much that I shed tears but didn’t want to wipe them; I dropped the book and didn’t want to pick it up. Just let them go, anyway, nothing can compare to this pain... My heart felt cold, my mind went blank, my whole body was stripped of activity, and I was covered with boundless pain.
At this time, a big hand suddenly placed on my shoulder. It was so warm and so big. I shivered and slowly raised my head - it was you, it turned out to be you! A teacher who is strange and difficult to get close to in my eyes! You smiled, and the two thin lips finally parted, revealing eight white and neat teeth. You know, this is the first time I have seen you smile. "Cry, it will make you feel better.
How can a person's life be smooth sailing? Only failure can bloom a successful flower in life; only experiencing the baptism of wind and rain can people become successful. You have to be strong; only ups and downs can make people grow. A small setback is nothing. There is still a long way to go. Come on, my child, stand up from failure and face the next more difficult challenge! "You smiled so cutely. At this moment, there seemed to be no distance between us... This smile and this amiable face melted my frozen heart and dissolved my sorrow like water.
A word of encouragement and a caring smile can bring you all you can to me. But do you know that it is such an ordinary smile, such an insignificant gesture, but it gives a frustrated person What strength and warmth a girl has! You allowed me to find a precious mentorship from the family and friendship I only knew. I have to say, your love makes me so happy! You left us eternal memories and brought us happy memories. Thank you, teacher, my teacher! No. 6 Experimental Primary School, Jiashan County, Jiaxing, Zhejiang The teacher in my heart, Teacher Deng, Teacher Xie 200 words I study in Fengle Primary School, and I like the math teacher and the Chinese teacher the most.
They taught me how to be a good person. They work very hard to teach us every day.
They have to drink several glasses of water after each class. When I saw them working so hard, I told myself that I should study seriously and not let the teacher's expectations of us go to waste.
So, I study hard every day. I once scored 85 points in the exam, and the teacher had a disappointed look in his eyes. I felt very guilty.
So, I vowed to get 100 points in the exam and show it to the teacher. This way the teacher will not be disappointed.
So, I review every night. I must get 100 points in the final exam.
Sure enough, I really got 100 points. At this time, the teacher said to me: "Zhou Wenmin, you have made great progress. You are my pride." I love my teacher! Teacher Deng Sufang and Teacher Xie Miaoxiu.
An essay about Teachers’ Day: The good teacher in my eyes, Mr. Zhao, 600 words. If someone asks me what a good teacher looks like in my eyes? A figure like this will immediately appear in my mind: a figure in his thirties, with a tall figure, curly black hair, and a pair of glasses on a delicate face, looking so elegant and elegant. This is my Chinese teacher - Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao is my Chinese teacher from grade one to grade four and is also our class teacher.
She is about 35 or 6 years old, with a pair of bright eyes. Whenever one of our classmates wins an award, Teacher Zhao’s eyes will always shine with joy, and there is a pair of bright eyes on the bridge of her nose. When I wear glasses, sometimes I don't wear them. When I wear them, I look like a doctor, and when I don't wear them, I look like a mother. Her Chinese classes were lively, interesting, and witty, which attracted us restless "little monkeys".
I remember once when we were teaching "Prometheus Stealing Fire", Teacher Zhao found a prop similar to a "torch" from somewhere and asked the classmates to act as "Prometheus" torches. The "torch" was brought to the "human world", and we were asked to ask that "Prometheus" why he brought the "torch" to the "human world"? We learned the text during the interaction, which was very impressive and interesting. I remember one time when I was playing with my classmates, I fell and broke my knee.
Teacher Zhao cleaned my wound very seriously and applied medicine carefully as he treated his own child. Looking at Teacher Zhao’s eyes full of love and anxiety, my knees seemed to be on the edge of my body. As soon as I took the painkillers, the pain was relieved a lot. Another time, I missed a class because I had a fever. Teacher Zhao used the lunch break to help me with my homework, so that I could "catch up" with my classmates in time.
Teacher Zhao has a very broad mind, big enough to tolerate every "naughty bag" in our class. But, despite how affectionate Teacher Zhao is to us, once we make a mistake, Teacher Zhao will become very strict. He will first frown his thin eyebrows and start with "Why?" "How is it?" "Bombarding", then raised his slender eyebrows, and explained the truth with sincerity, and everyone was convinced.
This is Teacher Zhao who we all like very much. She cares for us with love like a mother, supervises us with stern eyes, and persuades us with persuasive principles; she is so amiable to us. , so that we cannot help but express our heartfelt love for her. 6. Only write essays about teaching buildings. Excellent essays
Friends, when you walk into our campus, the first thing that catches your eye is the beautiful teaching building of our school. The teaching building has four floors. There are two large mirrors on both sides of the stairs in the hall on the first floor. There is a blackboard on the east and west walls of the hall. The one on the east side publishes the discipline and hygiene quantitative results of each class in the school. The one on the west side has the school's weekly work schedule. , report good people and good deeds. The rooms on both sides of the stairs are the teachers’ offices. The first, second, and third floors are classrooms for grades one to six respectively. The fourth floor is the conference room. There are neat tables and stools in each classroom. We dress up the classroom beautifully with our own hands. There are portraits of many world-famous scientists hanging in the corridor in front of the classroom, including Newton, Edison, Einstein, etc. There are quotes from scientists under each portrait. There are also reading rooms, laboratories, art rooms, music rooms, computer rooms, etc. in the teaching building. 7. Looking for an essay with exquisite writing quality
Because it is close, it is beautiful
Fujian candidates
Emotion, such a subtle word. Love is born from feelings, and feelings are born from feelings. Just because we have different emotions about things, our perceptions of things are different. ?
Everything in our hometown is beautiful. The Chinese nation’s deep-rooted hometown complex and their endless love and closeness to their hometown give us reason to believe this. I remember Mo Huaiqi once said in his essay "Sunset in Hometown" that the sunset over the sea of ??clouds is erratic and graceful. The sunset in the United States sets in the blink of an eye, but only the sunset in hometown can touch people's hearts - "That is my sunset." ah". In fact, it is not that the red sun is different, but the sunset in our hometown carries too many thoughts, emotions and our memories. That sunset shines over the dead vines and old trees, the dusky crows, and over the small bridges and flowing water of the houses. It shines on the love for the homeland bit by bit in the deepest memory. ?The sound of music in the soul makes us feel the beauty of things. Seeing the flying stream flying down three thousand feet, we feel a kind of heroism; seeing the green pines standing proudly in the snow and the north wind, we feel the perseverance. Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, what we think of is that we hope that people will live forever and travel thousands of miles to meet the beautiful lady. Things are ruthless, but it is our spiritual closeness that makes us feel they are so beautiful. Therefore, many literati from ancient times to the present can sigh deeply in their hearts when they see geese lining up in the sky, tigers roaring in the deep forest, fish leaping on the water, fallen trees in colorful colors, and autumn rain on the sycamore trees. ?
There is a fable in "Han Feizi". There was a rich man in the Song Dynasty whose wall was damaged by the rain. His son said, "If you don't repair it, someone will steal it." The neighbor also said the same, It turned out to be stolen. The rich man thought his son was smart and his neighbor was suspicious. This fable also illustrates how emotional closeness affects our perception of things.
In the same sentence, why is the son smart but the neighbor is suspicious? It is precisely because I feel that my son is closer emotionally, so I feel that I am thinking about myself; and the neighbor's words may be almost a curse. ?
Lin Qingxuan has an article "Falling in the Wind, Not Because of the Wind", which tells that when she fell while walking when she was a child, her grandmother always blamed the wind, "How did you trip my good grandson?" Because of love. My own grandson, so I always feel that my grandson is right, but Feng is abominable. Grandma’s kindness and kindness are vividly reflected on the page. This also shows that emotional closeness determines our understanding of things. ?
The same song sounds different to different people in different situations. It was "The Song of Colorful Clothes and Feathers" composed by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. What he heard from it was a world of flowers, while what we heard from it was the sound of a subjugated country. ?
Because of our love for Yue Fei, we say, "Qingshan is fortunate enough to bury loyal bones." Because of our hatred for Qin Hui, we say, "White iron casts innocent servants." ?
I remember a poet once said: "Situation comes from the heart." To a large extent, it expresses the relationship between emotion and cognition. ?
Then, let us look at the world with kind and beautiful feelings. Since a world can be seen in a flower,
Then let us sit and watch the clouds bloom, see a beautiful world, put infinity in the palm of our hands, and collect eternity in a moment. ?
Because we are close, it is beautiful! ?
Comments from famous teachers
This full-score composition is full of affection, emotion, and beauty. The candidates poured out their true feelings from the heart, which has touching power. ?
The title of the article clearly puts forward the view that "because it is close, it is beautiful." The full text closely revolves around the "topic", with citations and quotations, and the arguments are powerful and can be read through the back of the paper. From ancient poetry to today's beautiful essays, from fables to historical facts, the content is rich and the language is resounding. The article ends with "Because it is close, it is beautiful", which corresponds to the title of the article, deepens the power of the article, and leaves a deep impression on people. ?
The article is full of literary talent. For example, whole sentences such as "Emotion is born from feelings, and feelings are caused by feelings" can be found everywhere in the article.
And They are scattered and intertwined, and they are well-proportioned; for another example, "Looking at the flying stream flying down three thousand feet, we feel a kind of heroism; looking at the proud snow and green pines standing in the north wind, we feel the perseverance. Looking at a bright moon hanging high in the sky , what we think of is that we hope that people will last forever, and thousands of miles will lead to the beauty of the moon." Such a pleasing parallel sentence makes people feel fragrant and have endless aftertaste after reading it. The exquisite and elegant language makes this examination essay charming and dazzling. ?
In short, this is a masterpiece that is profound and full of literary talent. 8. Write an essay on the teaching building of Huji No. 1 Middle School
As soon as you walk in the door, you will see green lawns in front of you. Walk forward and look to the right to see our beautiful teaching building.
Our teaching building has five floors. The first to fourth floors are the classrooms where students attend classes. Each classroom has a large blackboard with a bright five-star red flag hanging above the blackboard. The walls in the classroom are painted white, and there are aluminum alloy transparent windows all around. The fifth floor is the electronic classroom. The electronic classroom is very wide and can accommodate more than 300 teachers. This is where teachers hold meetings and attend classes. There are neat rows of tables and chairs in the electronic classroom, as well as a high-end multimedia computer. The roof of the teaching building is very wide. There are also railings around to prevent teachers or students from accidentally falling from above. There is also a lightning rod on the roof. Like a child prodigy, the lightning rod receives information from all over the roof and can also protect against lightning, allowing us to study in the classroom with more peace of mind.
The teaching building is divided into east and west buildings. The east building contains instrument rooms, laboratories and libraries. The most eye-catching thing is the library, because there are many books in it. Students will learn a lot if they go to see it. Therefore, more and more students are going to study.
The west building has a sports room, a young pioneer activity room, a computer room and a dance room. The most favorite thing among the students is the computer room. Every time after class, the students always rush to "play" on the computer. The activities on campus are really rich and colorful, allowing us to grow up healthily and happily.
The teaching building is like a kind teacher, educating us carefully.
I love our school building. 9. Write a 200-word essay on the topic of "Lou"
Lou
The wind blew my cheeks, and the tears passed away with the wind. Everything in the world must not be proud and complacent. This is what I am doing. Thoughts at the last moment of life.
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I am a tall building, standing in a small city. In this city, I have countless brothers and sisters, but I am the supreme queen - I am the tallest and the most beautiful.
The old man’s sigh, the adult’s praise, and the child’s surprise made me happy. Before this, my brothers and sisters and I lived in harmony and were happy every day. But as the compliments increased, I became more and more arrogant, and I began to despise the other brothers and sisters. "You ugly monsters, what qualifications do you have to be with me? Look what you all look like!" After hearing my words, some of them lowered their heads, and some looked at me in surprise (after all, I wasn't like this before) ). Suddenly a thin voice shouted: "You are taller and more beautiful than us, but not by your own ability, but by your master! And you should not despise us!" "Hmph, look. Look at your masters, they are all country bumpkins, my master, he is a decent person!" They did not refute me anymore, but turned their heads to the side, tears flowing silently. Seeing this scene, my heart skipped a beat and I felt a little sad. In fact, I didn't want to do this, but my vanity made me stick to my words and deeds. In the days that followed, the laughter and laughter stayed away from me, but people’s praises remained the same, but I was not very happy. I became a proud loner...
My brothers and sisters disappeared one after another, leaving only two or three sisters. They wanted to talk to me, but I remained indifferent.
One day, just as I was closing my eyes to rest, a burst of cheerful applause woke me up. I lazily opened my eyes and found that people were celebrating something not far away - it turned out to be several tall buildings. Completed. Take a closer look, huh? They are all taller than me! ? I feel sour in my heart. However, I still considered myself a queen, even though I wanted to be friends with them.
In the next few days, the few remaining sisters disappeared, and people’s praise disappeared. I felt even more lonely...
One night , I was sleeping soundly, and suddenly I heard a few voices discussing something. I listened carefully and found out that they were those new buildings. I listened carefully. "Do you know? I heard some workers were going to tear her down this morning!" Her? Who is she? I have some doubts. "Yes, it should have been dismantled a long time ago. Look at what she looks like, still standing there as a scenery." After saying that, they looked at me with disgust. Does "she" refer to me? How is it possible? I am a noble queen! My clothes are so beautiful, how could they tear them apart for me? I looked at myself proudly, but was surprised - all these years, I only thought about myself as the queen, but never thought of taking a look at myself. It was only now that I realized that I was in tatters.
I spent a night in a state of anxiety...
The next morning, I felt a burst of pain when I got up. He hurriedly removed the bricks and tiles from my body. The red bricks and gray cement fell together, and my tears disappeared with the wind. And those new buildings were looking at me with mocking eyes. At this moment, I thought of my brothers and sisters and missed them very much. I repeated their fate. I apologized to them silently in my heart and begged for their forgiveness...