Write a composition according to the cover

1. Please write a composition according to this cover. Thank you. It is urgent for a leaf to fall in autumn and a leaf to bloom in spring.

Details often reflect the world, and Chinese is a sea of Wang Yang in this world. Go into the depths of the language and gain a happiness; Go into the depths of the language and reap a sweetness; Go deep into the language and gain a joy; Travel in the ocean of knowledge and feel the charm of Chinese … Let's go into the depths of Chinese and experience the extraordinary happiness! Walking into the depths of Chinese, I met Helen Keller. She is a beautiful and pure girl. Although God took away her light, she did not give in to the darkness. What makes him so strong? It is knowledge; Helen Keller told me that when she was dying, it was the charm of Chinese that revived her cold heart.

She approached Chinese, felt the optimism and strength of the great man, and gave her hope of life again. Although physically disabled, he did not give up his dream, but worked hard to realize Hawking. It can be said that he is the most unfortunate person in the world, but he doesn't think so, but has been fighting against time and fate ... what is his illness compared with them? Approaching Chinese, I learned the happiness and strength of Helen Keller. It was China people who made her and gave Tai the courage and hope to survive. Walking into the depths of Chinese and watching the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty left a glorious page in human history. The great emperors Li Shimin and Li Bai Du Fu, who initiated the rule of Zhenguan, were two great poets with profound cultural background in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Bai, the two figures who used to eat in the field of Tang poetry, "An can destroy the eyebrows and release the powerful, and no one will suffer from being exposed as an honest man". He hated the salary of secular senior officials and the darkness of officialdom and chose his own free life. Du Fu's "peaceful building, all the poor people in the world are happy", and his love for the country and dedication to the people's peaceful life infected me.

Walking into the depths of Chinese, I saw the profoundness of China culture in the Tang Dynasty. Entering the depths of Chinese, it is a harmonious society without the dispute of money status, where you can experience the tranquility of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely". Please go into the depths of Chinese and feel its charm.

Please write a composition according to this cover. Thank you. If I were a tree, if someone asked me, "What kind of plants do you like best in the world?" I will answer: "I like trees best!" " If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree that grows on the top of the mountain. No matter what kind of tree it is, it is layered pine, towering Chinese fir, dignified and beautiful cypress, fragrant camphor, precious and meticulous nan ... I grew quietly on the top of the mountain, and I was the first to see the sunrise and the first drop of rain fell in my arms. I embrace free air and free wind.

I am so strong and tall, my thick branches and leaves go straight into the sky and the golden sky. I have no thoughts, I don't know the pain of thoughts, I don't feel pain and anxiety, I don't know the taste of happiness and joy, I only know to grow and grow to my heart's content ... If I can't be a tree on the top of the mountain, then I will be a tree that can see the world of mortals.

Or, I am a big banyan tree on the edge of the village, watching generations of farmers thrive in the smoke of the breeze. In the summer night, I am like a kind old man, soothing the tired body of farmers who come back from hard work. People are gossiping, gossiping and being clever at home below. I have listened to the ancient rural legends handed down from generation to generation over and over again.

At this time, I am not only a tree, but also a forest, like a villager, becoming an independent world. In other words, I am a locust tree in a quadrangle. I feel comfortable and peaceful at home, silently recording the joys and sorrows of my life, savoring the warmth and peace of my family, and watching a child sadly become a wrinkled old man, reflecting the warmth and coldness of human feelings and the indifference of the world.

Rain and snow are falling, I open my arms to shelter their hut from the wind and rain, hold up an umbrella for the house, and let the warmth rise slowly from the bright stove; When the moonlight is like water, I will play the lyre and let everyone in the room have a quiet dream. Or, I am an apple tree in the orchard. My shy fruit decorated the garden. Bees and butterflies are flying around happily in the garden. A girl wearing a beautiful headscarf is walking under a tree, holding hands with her lover. Their faces are printed with the joy of harvest and the sweetness of love.

How I envy the beautiful love of human beings, the collision between souls, how subtle, delicate and complicated this feeling is, because people love for love's sake and know and understand because of love. Unfortunately, I am a tree without soul. I only hear my leaves rustling in the wind, but I can't hear the voice of crying and joy for love.

People love us, but they don't know that I am more eager to experience all human emotions. In other words, I am an ancient and rare Lagerstroemia indica tree in vilen. I have lived alone for many years, bearing the admiration and sympathy of people. I looked at these suffering people with the same pity, as if my long life could bring them endless happiness and hope.

At the foot are piles of ashes, and bright red wool is hung on the branches. How incongruous its bright colors are with my old face. People are full of fear and despair about death. If there is no death, there will be no love and * * *, no tragedy and adventure, and no charm of life.

Just as I have lived for hundreds of years, I will return to eternal death like everything in the world. In fact, as long as we can see through the meaninglessness of life, we should try our best to get freedom from death.

Or, I am a restless tree in the forest. I have been watching the grass and leaves wither after sunset for months. Suddenly one day, I decided to go out of the mountain to see the blooming lilies, smell the fragrance of the fields and listen to the sound of waterfalls.

Although there is no cover of leaves, I am extremely scared. Although I was pulled by a saw blade, after the pain, I ushered in a new world. To my surprise, I found myself turned into a shelter from the wind and rain, a book full of wisdom, a warm and elegant furniture, a sailing ship ... I only knew that I could be so strong and brave. In my body, will, strength and ideals have never been so closely combined.

It turns out that trees, like people, need pursuit, progress and desire. In other words, I can't make any trees, and people can't have an afterlife.

However, in this life, I hope to live quietly like a tree, so natural and so real.

3. Write a cover composition to build a smooth road to school for them; Build a safe bridge for them, so that senior students can carry their junior students across the river. From time to time, because the current is too fast, there are 60 students in a classroom, and my dream comes into being. To be a minister of education, you must have profound knowledge and noble character, and you can't help crying. The classroom is a dangerous building that will collapse at any time and has the spirit of contributing to society.

Now I only have facilities to study hard and jump rope. This dream comes from a news report: it was a rainy night. I turned on the TV and laid a good foundation. Only when I grow up can I realize my dream.

Although this dream is far away from me, I will continue to work hard. It will be great, but a few stones picked up from the roadside will be a simple desk and the children will be washed away by the stream. "This is already a very difficult learning environment. I think some children don't even have such learning opportunities. Dozens of miles away in Fiona Fang, where he lives, everyone has a dream. My dream is to be a minister of education.

Maybe you'll find it ridiculous after listening to it? Some people want to be stewardesses, some people are singers, and some people want to be millionaires. My dream is to be a minister of education.

Maybe my dream won't come true, but I firmly believe that children in mountainous areas can go to school one day and cross three streams to go to school. Give them a good learning environment.

Of course, I know. Class is over; Give them desks and textbooks, and there is no such school, how can you think of the "dream" of going to school! Then I will build a brand-new "Hope Primary School" for children in mountainous areas.

If I can be Minister of Education. Hearing this, I think of my excellent learning environment now. I want to climb four mountains: five.

When crossing the stream. At this time, the announcer said in her heavy tone: "Besides the poor reading environment, it takes more than two hours to walk from home to school. These children get up at three or four o'clock every day, not to mention the basketball stand. "

There is not even a basic playground. This table is not made of high-quality wood. They catch chickens with eagles on the open mountain. It's just rugged rocks.

The chair is not smooth, just in time for the evening news. I saw such a picture on TV.

4. Write a composition of not less than 450 words according to the cover of the Chinese book of the fourth grade last semester. 20 15 the happy summer vacation is coming to an end, and I remember those wonderful times vividly.

As soon as the summer vacation was over, we went to Ningbo to play. We played rafting, which was very interesting. Bang, floating away from top to bottom, so cold all over! We went to the water park again, where there were all kinds of water slides. I really had a good time! After relaxing, I began to do my summer homework every day.

Finish the dance class, Cambridge English and swimming class that my mother signed me up for. Finally, I finished all my summer homework in late August, and my mother rewarded me with another trip.

In this way, we went to Zhoushan Islands, where the scenery was very beautiful, the grass was lush, the flowers were delicate and the air was fresh ... We went to Shengsi Islands by boat, and on the boat, I realized for the first time what the sea and the sky were the same. It's beautiful.

We lived happily there for a day. Then we went to Gouqi Island by boat and arrived at Gouqi Island. We picked up a lot of shells, which are very beautiful.

We went to Peach Blossom Island happily again. Huang Shuwen and I built a chocolate castle on the beach of Peach Blossom Island. Very interesting! This trip has brought me great gains. Let me understand a lot of truth.

I also learned a lot of knowledge. This is the end of my summer vacation. I have adjusted my mind. In this new semester, I will study harder.

5. I am extremely happy to write a composition on the cover of the first volume of "Sixth Grade Chinese" published by Jiangsu Education Publishing House, holding this book published by myself. Haha, the books compiled by parents who forget to eat and sleep are so beautiful.

The pink cover reveals nobility and elegance. On the top half of the cover, there is a string of three-dimensional Chinese characters-biting popsicles. Hey, isn't this the topic of my creation? This string of words is too big on the left and too small on the right. They look like a group of soldiers marching in neat rows. As he walked, he said, "Hey, hey, don't underestimate this book. The content inside is wonderful." Just reading this string of words makes me want to open the book at once and enjoy the fruits of my parents' hard work.

Looking down again, a landscape painting of West Lake in Hangzhou came into view, which made me immersive. Look, the sun smiles on the horizon and sprinkles golden light on the water. The water is sparkling, and several boats are moving fast on the water. White waves are blooming everywhere, and I seem to hear the sound of the waves. The tourists on the boat are looking around, as if the beautiful scenery here will abandon you. There is a dense forest on the lake embankment. If you are in it, you can feel the cool breeze caressing your whole body, and sometimes there are crisp and pleasant cicadas. On the waterfront pavilions, you have a far-reaching vision, vast blue sky, free white clouds, happy birds ... Looking down, everything is so small that you have a sense of accomplishment of "once you reach the top, you can see everything in a glance".

Appreciating such a beautiful cover, I sighed: "Ah! How beautiful! "

6. Imagine writing a composition on the cover of the next Chinese book in the sixth grade.

"Ding, Ding ..." This crisp * * * woke the sleeping mountain. Students and teachers waved "goodbye", and friends who came home together skipped on their way home with light schoolbags on their backs.

On this forest path, the students are chasing and having fun. The children's laughter seems to wake up magpies, pigeons and swallows. Birds are twittering in the tree as if talking about something. Maybe it's strange that lovely children disturb their dreams.

There is a faint scent of roses on the roadside, and butterflies are dancing on it. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves and butterflies falling from the trees danced. I can't tell whether it is a leaf or a butterfly. Bees collect honey on cauliflower in farmland, stirring their crystal clear wings and making a pleasant "buzzing" sound from time to time. Frogs catch pests in the pool and sometimes open their mouths to spread the good news of victory to people. Flowers are greedily absorbing nutrients through the warm sunshine. When a gust of wind blows, they bow their heads humbly and thank God. It seems that everyone is busy!

The little friends walked and seemed very tired. Lying on the green lawn. Bathed in the soft sunshine, watching birds fly in the blue sky, children all hope that birds can fly higher and higher and farther. I think: children want to fly freely on the earth like birds.

Unconsciously, the sun has set. Friends also noticed that it was a little late. The little friends reluctantly separated from their classmates and the beautiful lawn. The flowers on the roadside seem to say to the children, "Let's meet again tomorrow."

Little friends returned to their homes, waiting for them is a better tomorrow.

7. Write an article on the cover of the second-grade Chinese book. It seems that the cover of the first volume of the second-grade Chinese book is many mountains (People's Education Edition), and there are also rural areas in my hometown, smiling faces of relatives, mountains that have been climbed, beautiful scenery that I have enjoyed and strange landscapes. The mountains here are natural mountains. In my heart, the mountain is so high, so beautiful and so bumpy. It comes from a sacred power in my heart. Let me see the light again in the rough, yes, many people may have such a mountain in their hearts, representing an ideal. If people have no ideals, this mountain is a part of my life. Without it, I may not live. Although the experience is short, there is a high mountain in my heart. It comforted me when I was sad and told me that it was nothing. Forget it. It ... Success belongs to the persevering. When I succeeded, it appeared in front of me again, encouraging me to work harder and achieve greater success. In short, it has been waving to me, and I am proud of this mountain in my heart. I always look forward to it. When can I climb that mountain? In fact, it is not difficult or simple. If you pay, you will climb the mountain easily. If you give up, you will never climb the mountain. What's on the other side of the mountain? I often think that there are worlds you have never seen, mysteries you have never seen, and technologies you have never seen. These are all what I want to know and get. So I will work harder and harder, forget all the troubles around me, and get up when I fall. Yes, I must climb that mountain. I must climb that mountain and live.

8. Write a composition on the cover of the first Chinese textbook in grade five. I'm from PEP.

Guihuayu

Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, osmanthus in my hometown is in full bloom.

When I was a child, I didn't appreciate any flowers. My father always told me that this is plum blossom and that is magnolia … but I don't like it except remembering some names. What I like is osmanthus. Osmanthus trees look silly, unlike plum trees. When it doesn't bloom, it is full of leaves; When the flowers bloom, look carefully on the tree and look at those small flowers. But the fragrance of osmanthus is so charming.

My hometown is by the sea, and August is the typhoon season. As soon as the osmanthus blossoms, my mother began to worry: "Don't come to the typhoon!" " My mother walks in the front and back yard once a day and says, "As long as the typhoon doesn't come, I can collect several big baskets. Send a reed to the old Mao family man and a reed to the old Mao family woman. " They made a lot of cakes.

When osmanthus is in full bloom, there are at least a dozen neighbors before and after, not to mention the fragrance of osmanthus. Osmanthus fragrans should be "shaken" when it is ripe. The shaken osmanthus is intact and fresh. If you let it drive past and fall into the soil, especially if it is blown by the wind and rain, the fragrance will be much worse than that shaken down.

Shake flowers is a big deal for me. Therefore, I always pester my mother and ask, "Mom, why don't you shake the osmanthus?" Mother said, "It's still early. The flowers are too short to shake. " But when my mother saw the dark clouds in the sky, she knew that a typhoon was coming, so she quickly asked everyone to shake osmanthus in advance. Now, I'm coke, helping adults hold osmanthus trees and shake them hard. Shake and shake, osmanthus flowers fall one after another, and everyone is osmanthus flowers. I shouted, "ah! Just like rain, what a sweet rain! "

After the osmanthus is shaken, the twigs are picked, dried in the sun for a few days, and placed in an iron box, which can be added to tea to make tea, and can also be made into cakes during the Chinese New Year. Throughout the year, the whole village is immersed in the fragrance of osmanthus.

My family came to Hangzhou when I was in middle school. There is a hill in Hangzhou, which is full of osmanthus trees. When the flowers bloom, the fragrance floats ten miles. In autumn, I often go there to enjoy osmanthus. When I go home, I always give my mother a big bag of osmanthus. But my mother said, "The osmanthus here is not as fragrant as the osmanthus in my hometown yard."

Then, I remembered the "flower-shaking music" in my hometown childhood, and the intermittent osmanthus rain.