A collection of excerpts of good words, good sentences and good paragraphs of life philosophy, famous quotes, poems and beautiful essays for middle school students

1: The sound of sea waves hitting rocks and beaches is endless. The waves, almost like a white line, rushed from a distance, slammed into the shore, made a rhythmic splashing sound, and then burst into foam and disappeared among the sand and stones. A row of waves chased up from behind...

——Qin Mu's "Golden Coast"

2: The wind caressed the sea's satin-like chest affectionately, and the sun used its own The ardent rays warmed it, and the sea, panting like sleep under the gentle power of these caresses, filled the boiling air with the smell of evaporated salt. The light green waves ran up to the yellow sand, throwing snow-white foam, which dissipated gently on the hot gravel, moistening the sand.

——[Su] Gorky's "Malwa"

3: In front of him was a magnificent and quiet sea, boundless blue, like smooth marble. As far as the eye could see, the sea connected with the pale blue sky: the ripples reflected the melting sun, showing patches of flame. The mountains in the distance loomed in the morning mist.

Lazy waves crawl towards your feet affectionately, licking the golden sandy beach on the coast.

——[Su] Ostrovsky's "How Steel Was Tempered"

4: The moon has risen very high. The sky and sea also look clearer and more lovely. The wind, blowing gently, swept over the sparkling silver sea, bringing the fragrance of May flowers on the surrounding islands. On the sparkling silver sea, there is a particularly bright silver light strip, leading straight to the place where the moon rises, reminding people that this is a road leading to the Moon Palace. The road seemed to be paved with brilliant broken silver. Our ship flies forward along this road paved with broken silver, facing the moon.

——Jun Qing's "Haiyan"

5: The spring light is full of vitality, and the weeds everywhere are lying on the ground. In every square foot of green, there are always girls. Their lips are dotted with unknown little flowers, as if their grace and appearance are somewhat special. The tender green wheat seedlings, blown by the breeze, showed their graceful and graceful posture, chatting and laughing charmingly

. The water in the small ditch was also slightly swayed by the morning breeze, causing slight ripples. The mounds of soil that are higher than the ground are decorated with wild grass and small flowers. The breasts that resemble the initial development of a young girl are dotted with plump flesh - a world of beauty,

——Ai Wu's "Tide of Thought"

6: The drizzle in April suddenly clears up It suddenly fell, washing the air with a strange coolness. The young leaves are still very small, but there is some green everywhere. The shy spring sun only gently peeked out some soft light from the thin clouds: the shadows of people and trees on the ground were very faint. The wild peach blossoms bloomed very early, and the light pink color swayed in the wind and rain, like a charming little village girl, dressed simply and beautifully.

——Lao She's "Two Horses"

7: Spring. The yellow fields turned green. New green leaves grow on dead branches. The sun is smiling gently at everyone, and the birds are singing and flying. The flowers are blooming, red flowers, white flowers and purple flowers. Stars shine

Red stars, yellow stars, white stars. The blue sky, the free wind, and the dream-like beautiful love.

Everyone has spring. Whether it's you or me, everyone can have laughter, love, and intoxication in spring.

——Ba Jin's "Autumn in Spring"

8: Spring is in the embrace of mountains, and it is even more revealing. The peach blossoms there are still in bloom, and thin clouds fly from one peak to another, sometimes stopping for a while to block the sun and protect the flowers and plants on the ground from the threat of the flames under its shade.

The shade under the rock and beside the mountain stream are covered with ferns and other ferns. Small grass flowers of red, yellow, blue and purple are dotted on the green grass.

The larks in the sky and the orioles in the woods all flutter their reeds. The breeze pieced their voices together and distributed them to various creatures with and without ears in the mountains. Taohua was fascinated by what she heard and couldn't help but shed a few pink tears, one by one on the ground. The little Caohua was so drunk that she fell down and stood up in time with the beat of the sound. There was no time to calm down.

——Xu Dishan's "Spring Forest"

9: It is March, and the sky outside the city looks extremely high and clear. The fields are crisp and soft, the grass is very tender, and there are dandelions in it, which are light yellow little by little, making people feel a little excited. Looking at the willows from a distance, they are so green that there is smoke, and they are as dizzy as a dream. But when I look closer, there are no leaves on the branches, and the veins under the skin are flowing green.

There are many pedestrians on the road. Some are sitting in cars or looking for work; some are carrying burdens or doing business. Spring came quietly, and they were the only ones who were so leisurely and drunk. Only they understand the wonderful taste of spring.

——Jia Pingwa's "Tea Tasting"

10: Anyway, winter is over after all.

At the beginning of April, the days became warm, the nights were still cold, and winter refused to give in. But finally a warm day came, beating back winter. Then the small river flowed, hundreds of birds sang, and the entire grassland and shrubs beside the river gave way to spring. The tide was submerged, and a large area in the middle of the high slope on the other side of the Zhukovo River was occupied by a vast expanse of water. Wild ducks were flying and landing in groups here and there on the water. Every evening, the fiery red spring clouds and gorgeous clouds create new, extraordinary, and bizarre scenery. In the future, when people see that kind of color and that kind of clouds in the painting, they will simply not believe that it is real.

——[Russian] Chekhov's "Peasants"