But every morning when I get up to see this imprisoned "green friend", its tip always points out of the window. Even a thin leaf and a tendril point in the original direction. What a tenacious plant! It doesn't understand my caress and kindness to it. I don't like this plant that always grows towards the sun, because it damages my self-obedience. But I tied it up and still let the fragile branches and leaves hang in front of my box.
It gradually lost its green color and became soft green and light yellow; The branches become thin and thin, like a sick child. I gradually can't forgive my mistakes and lock the plants under the sky into a dark room; I gradually feel sorry for those sick branches and leaves. Although I am angry at its stubbornness and lack of intimacy, I will not let it go. Evil thoughts grow in my heart.
Originally planned to return to the south at the end of July. I counted my own return date and the day when this "green prisoner" was released from prison. When I left, it was the time when it was free.
The Lugouqiao Incident happened. I'm worried that my friends will call me and tell me to hurry back to the south. I have to change my plan. In mid-July, the old capital was full of traffic, and I couldn't stay any longer. The train has been out of order for several days. Every day, I have to pay attention to the news of driving. Finally, one morning I arrived. When I left, I released the prisoner who never gave in to the darkness. I put the thin yellow branches and leaves back to their original positions and extend my sincere wishes to them. May it flourish, full of green.
2. I admire the symbolic composition of your grass-grass. You are anonymous, ordinary and ordinary, but you have strong vitality.
At the top of the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, in the crevices, by the stream, you are everywhere. No matter the terrain is high or low, no matter the conditions are good or bad, no matter the environment is good or bad, they can grow tenaciously and fully display their indomitable character. I praise you-grass, I praise your character.
You are obscure, unpretentious, you never compete with trees for beauty, you never take anything, and you don't crave anything. As long as there is a little rain and dew, you will be satisfied. As long as there is a little sunshine, you will be brilliant. You inspire the world with your spirit, and you repay the earth with your life. I praise you-grass, I praise your spirit.
You let people's footsteps trample on you, let the storm blow you, let the scorching sun and wildfire turn you into sparks, and you always endure humiliation and perseverance. In spring, you decorate the earth with the green of life; In summer, you use your delicate body to resist the scorching sun; In autumn, you support your yellow face with an immortal heart; In winter, you breed new life and hope with soil.
Ah! Grass, although you are not a mountain, you are as heroic as a mountain; Although you are not the sea, you have the same mind as the sea; Although you are not a pine tree, you have the same spirit as a pine tree; Although you are not a plum blossom, you have the same color as a plum blossom. I praise you.-Grass. When I see you, I always think of the prosecutors who fought in remote mountainous areas and poor areas. Under extremely difficult environment and conditions, they work and study selflessly all the year round, strive for fame and gain, face the hot summer and resist the cold winter, day after day, year after year, and devote their youth and strength without regrets; It is they who do their best to solve problems for the people, truly achieve "clean justice" and "law enforcement for the people", send the warmth of the party to thousands of families, and write one ordinary and touching song after another, such as Huang and Yang. Aren't they the embodiment of grass? In Qian Qian, there are thousands of ordinary prosecutors like them defending our sacred law and lofty trial cause, so that our society will be more peaceful and peaceful, and our people will be more caring and lucky.
"The boundless grass on the grassland withered every year. Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." This is the true portrayal of the ancients to grass, and it is also the poet's highest appreciation of the spirit of grass.
Ah, grass, nameless grass, grass everywhere, I don't want to have your true colors, but I wish I could have your character.
3. I feel that the 600-word composition symbolizes the "weeds" of people and grass.
I am a grass, a weed, tough but not indifferent.
My friends laughed at me at first. Why do you want to change such a personalized signature? Say you are a grass or a weed. I just answered them, because I like, like the power of the grass, like her upward spirit.
No flowers, no trees. I am an unknown grass. I'm never lonely or worried. I will smile at passers-by and nod to the sun. Although I am very young, I am unique.
In this unknown world, no one will win the love of many people at the same time. However, different ideas will also bring different conclusions.
They told me that Feng's mother-in-law didn't like me because she thought Xiaocao was too fragile, too ignorant and too naive, so she would attack from time to time without any warning and no one came to inform me, so suddenly. At first, I cried. I really don't want anyone to hate me in my heart. I hope everyone will like it. But later, I smiled, because I knew that Grandma Feng liked me. Because of my fragility, she is worried that I can't stand the weather and any hardships.
After the storm, there will be a rainbow, and I am enjoying the beautiful scenery and warmth. After a while, Grandpa Sun told me a story. In ancient times, there was a man who caught a fish and happily took it home to prepare for a full meal. But he was born afraid of killing, so he was afraid of killing fish. He was born smart, so he thought of a way. He put the fish in a basin and added firewood under it. When the fish swam leisurely in it, he lit the fire and slowly raised the water temperature. The fish inside didn't notice. When the water temperature reached a certain temperature, the fish died slowly, so he succeeded in killing the fish. After telling the story, Grandpa Sun left with a smile. After thinking about it, I realized that this is not just a story.
I know that I was born in sorrow and died in happiness. I know I should be stronger and braver to face everything. No one can help me, no one will pity the grass in a corner, no one can shelter me forever, and I need to bear everything in my life.
Looking at the sunshine, I smiled, smiling so brightly and happily. I am a child who won't let Grandpa Sun down. I will face everything bravely. As the saying goes, the enemy will block me and have means to hide. I want to start over with a smile.
In the later days, they said that I seemed to have changed, becoming so fond of laughing and optimistic. I told them that I would face everything with a smile. I believe that after the storm, there will be a rainbow, and I believe that all the sadness will pass. Isn't Jesus in the west waiting for resurrection and a new beginning in three days?
In fact, all people in this world are the same, and it is inevitable that they will encounter difficulties in life. Why not treat difficulties as blessings from life? Because we are blessed, we become strong and mature. However, these are also essential spices for life. Even if it is bitter and sometimes painful, it will always be a thing of the past. People often find these pains only after the past, and these pains bring you growth and a stronger heart.
When you are in trouble, please don't give up casually, tell yourself to wait a little longer, you will see a beautiful rainbow after the storm, and you will wait for new hope like Jesus.
Don't be unhappy when you encounter difficulties. Remember, both happiness and unhappiness have to go through this day, so it is better to choose happiness. Never forget to smile. People who smile are the most beautiful.
I am a grass and a weed. I want to be strong and face everything with a smile.
Write a composition of about 600 words about what grass symbolizes. Looking back suddenly, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Fragments of osmanthus blossom silently, leaving a faint fragrance. On the desk calendar, the remaining thin pages symbolize the years. At this time, those poems about the bright moon and acacia are all broken sentences, overlapping line by line, carrying the gibberish of the world of mortals and the silence of the night, quietly coming. There are few people at night. I want to find a path, walk quietly and listen leisurely. I heard the loneliness and sadness of playing "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon". "A piece of sadness reflects the spring moonlight, and the divine comedy is still there." "Look at the charm of Songtao dance" flowing water "."The mountains are green and the water is green, and it is difficult to find a bosom friend through the ages. "... the melody is carefree and bright, and the artistic conception is tortuous, which is a chanting sound and a mumbling echo. With the faint fragrance of tea on the table, my thoughts are like this cup of green tea, with faint wind and water. Illuminated the rhyme of Qin opera, illuminated the three thousand sleeves floating on the earth. In the noisy world of mortals, I picked up petals of my heart that fell to the ground one after another and listened to songs. I hope that the water marks scattered in the depths of the years will spread and overflow in each other's hearts, just like flowers forever. When singing in the long night, the mark is clear, under the moonlight, the shadows are entangled and condensed, and the eyebrows in the memory are still as clear as yesterday. I just want to cross the waters of Qian Shan, across the hustle and bustle in the vast sea of people, and across the desolate desert to find you. On the day of parting, self-confidence is two lakes without waves and two lonely moons without clouds. In autumn, the south of China is still full of flowers and green grass. However, in my heart, the stars are changing, the moon is changing, and the days are like years. Walking through the light dust every day, looking up at the sky every night, the bright moon shines sleepless, comforting "thousands of miles away", and Liu Ying is full of loneliness. I know I still spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone this year. Looking at the bright moon in the sky is like practicing a dress and washing it. Think of Guanghan Fairy in Na Yue, and think of WU GANG which has been in existence for thousands of years. I don't know when a spoony man can touch the beautiful Chang 'e and let the moon win the laurel, and everything will be fine. Turning to a corner of Jing 'an, in the room of poetry and calligraphy, I plucked the strings to raise the moon, pulled out the fragrance of running water, and turned tender feelings into flowers of ancient legends. Accompanied by the bright moon and the breeze, stepping on the ancient rhythm, the pen and ink dance has been hanging in the sky all the way. Standing outside the world of mortals, watching Qian Shan's thousands of waters and so on; Looking at five thousand years from afar, it passes gently in my hair, making my heart sound, leaning against the bar is a thousand knots; Perhaps, where the boat passes, there is no trace of water, but as long as the boat passes, there will always be a rhyme in my heart. "The flying flowers have gone to the east wind, and Dangui can stay late." This sentence, like a distant song blowing a tiny flower, falls from my heart and lingers in my heart. Hard to let go of the plot, are reluctant to escape from the prison in the world of mortals. Sometimes addictive, sometimes lonely, why break out of the cocoon and smile.
I admire the symbolic composition of grass-grass. You are anonymous, ordinary and ordinary, but you have strong vitality. At the top of the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, in the crevices, by the stream, you are everywhere. No matter the terrain is high or low, no matter the conditions are good or bad, no matter the environment is good or bad, they can grow tenaciously and fully display their indomitable character.
I praise you-grass, I praise your character. You are obscure, unpretentious, you never compete with trees for beauty, you never take anything, and you don't crave anything. As long as there is a little rain and dew, you will be satisfied. As long as there is a little sunshine, you will be brilliant. You inspire the world with your spirit, and you repay the earth with your life.
I praise you-grass, I praise your spirit. You let people's footsteps trample on you, let the storm blow you, let the scorching sun and wildfire turn you into sparks, and you always endure humiliation and perseverance. In spring, you decorate the earth with the green of life; In summer, you use your delicate body to resist the scorching sun; In autumn, you support your yellow face with an immortal heart; In winter, you breed new life and hope with soil.
Ah! Grass, although you are not a mountain, you are as heroic as a mountain; Although you are not the sea, you have the same mind as the sea; Although you are not a pine tree, you have the same spirit as a pine tree; Although you are not a plum blossom, you have the same color as a plum blossom.
I praise you.-Grass. When I see you, I always think of the prosecutors who fought in remote mountainous areas and poor areas. Under extremely difficult environment and conditions, they work and study selflessly all the year round, strive for fame and gain, face the hot summer and resist the cold winter, day after day, year after year, and devote their youth and strength without regrets; It is they who do their best to solve problems for the people, truly achieve "clean justice" and "law enforcement for the people", send the warmth of the party to thousands of families, and write one ordinary and touching song after another, such as Huang and Yang. Aren't they the embodiment of grass? In Qian Qian, there are thousands of ordinary prosecutors like them defending our sacred law and lofty trial cause, so that our society will be more peaceful and peaceful, and our people will be more caring and lucky.
"The boundless grass on the grassland withered every year. Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." This is the true portrayal of the ancients to grass, and it is also the poet's highest appreciation of the spirit of grass.
Ah, grass, nameless grass, grass everywhere, I don't want to have your true colors, but I wish I could have your character.
6. Write a 600-word composition about grass. "There is no fragrance of flowers, no tree height, I am an unknown grass. I am never lonely or worried. You see my friends are all over the world. " Friends, have you noticed that whenever spring comes, these grasses quietly break through the ground and stick out their tender leaves? You seem to see the grass bowing to you. The grass dressed up the earth all night with its green clothes, making spring more beautiful and charming. However, in the hot summer, the sun is scorching the earth, and the flowers people watch in spring hang their heads and look listless, but these grasses still stubbornly hold their heads high and endure the heat; When the storm hit, the grass was beaten by the wind and rain, but it had nowhere to yield, but it was still firmly rooted in the soil and was beaten by the wind and rain. From TV, you must have seen grass growing on the grass, such as carpet and wind grass growing on the soft lawn, but have you seen grass pressing under the stone! In order to grow, no matter how heavy the stone is and how narrow the gap between the stones is, it always twists and turns, and the weapon sticks out of the ground indomitable. At this time, you will be moved by the indomitable spirit of the grass. The grass is so small. Before the flowers bloom, when the trees turn green in generate, the grass silently emerges from the soil and spits out a little unknown Chun Lv. The grass is so green that it seems to be green for a year.
7. The composition "grass" 600 characters symbolizes grass, always at your feet. How humble and humble, even the grass thousands of miles away will only make you worry constantly.
However, the grass in my heart has changed, only because of a baptism of wind and rain. That day, dark clouds were gathering and heavy rain was coming. I didn't expect that the grass would be uprooted by the wind and rain.
However, the result surprised me. The grass has become more energetic, as if the wind and rain could not defeat them. They are ready and must overcome the storm. Although small, I can clearly see the overwhelming momentum of the grass. They seem to glare at the sky and shout, "Come on! I am not afraid of ups and downs. "
In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed, countless faucets were turned on, the wind was blowing hard, and several bolts of lightning flashed across the sky. Then, the pouring rain poured down. This momentum, like a tribe, goes hand in hand and is mighty ... The wind has stopped and the rain has stopped, and everything has resumed a vibrant scene. As soon as I opened the window, the clear air came at me, but the grass was crooked, wasn't it? Oh! No, they're moving. One, two ... They're all back to normal, but they're more energetic than before.
This is the real anti-Japanese hero of our Chinese nation! Although facing danger, they refused to bow their heads in order to safeguard the peace of the motherland. Life is worse than death. They refused to drag out an ignoble existence and did something sorry for their motherland. They are not afraid of danger. Is it not the spirit of the grass facing the storm? Suddenly, a feeling of admiration rose from my heart. How precious the spirit of the grass is! Grass is not humble, but noble; Not small, but big. He symbolizes the indomitable anti-Japanese spirit of the Chinese nation, and his noble and great qualities are worth learning.
8. The composition "grass" 600 characters symbolizes grass.
Grass, always only at your feet, how humble and humble, even a Senecio will only make you worry. However, the grass in my heart has changed, only because of a baptism of wind and rain. That day, dark clouds were gathering and heavy rain was coming. I didn't expect that the grass would be uprooted by the wind and rain. However, the result surprised me.
The grass has become more energetic, as if the wind and rain could not defeat them. They are ready and must overcome the storm. Although small, I can clearly see the overwhelming momentum of the grass. They seem to glare at the sky and shout, "Come on! I am not afraid of ups and downs. " In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed, countless faucets were turned on, the wind was blowing hard, and several bolts of lightning flashed across the sky. Then, the pouring rain poured down. This momentum, like a tribe, goes hand in hand and is mighty ... The wind has stopped and the rain has stopped, and everything has resumed a vibrant scene. As soon as I opened the window, the clear air came at me, but the grass was crooked, wasn't it?
Oh! No, they're moving. One, two ... They're all back to normal, but they're more energetic than before. This is the real anti-Japanese hero of our Chinese nation! Although facing danger, they refused to bow their heads in order to safeguard the peace of the motherland. Life is worse than death. They refused to drag out an ignoble existence and did something sorry for their motherland. They are not afraid of danger. Is it not the spirit of the grass facing the storm? Suddenly, a feeling of admiration rose from my heart. How precious the spirit of the grass is! Grass is not humble, but noble; Not small, but big. He symbolizes the indomitable anti-Japanese spirit of the Chinese nation, and his noble and great qualities are worth learning.