Write a composition with a swing

1. Swing, look at the picture and write. One spring morning in the second grade, the sun was shining. Xiaohong and Xiaoming went to the park to play.

How beautiful this park is! All the flowers in the flower bed are in full bloom, here and there, in the wind. Look, fiery red, golden yellow and lavender are competing with each other. The trees are full of green leaves and are full of vitality.

At this time, Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong saw a swing hanging on the tree. Xiao Ming said happily, "Xiaohong, let's go on the swing!" " "They ran quickly, and Xiaohong sat on the swing and stood up slowly, clutching the rope with both hands. Xiaoming pushes the swing, and the swing swings slowly. Xiaohong sat on it, very happy, and the silvery laughter spread all over the park. The flowers nodded and smiled in the wind.

Swing, swing, higher and higher. Just as they were having fun, two lovely birds flew around and twittered as if to say, "Be careful, don't fall!" " "The two children also gratefully said to the bird," Thank you, dear bird, we will be careful! " "

The sun was setting and the two children went home with a happy mood.

One sunny morning, Xiaohong and her brother walked briskly to the park to play.

They came to the park, yo! This park is really beautiful. Grass is green and soft, like velvet. The grass is full of colorful flowers, including red, white and yellow, and green buds are sprouting on the branches. Grandpa Sun is also very happy, spreading golden sunshine all over the park.

Brother and Xiaohong came to the swing. Brother let Xiaohong sit on the swing. Brother pushes the swing, and the swing swings in tandem. Xiaohong is very happy as the swing swings higher and higher. He gave a silvery laugh from time to time. The birds in the tree heard their laughter, twittered into the joy and refused to leave.

Grandpa Sun saw it and smiled happily.

3. Swing, look at pictures, talk and write. In the bright spring morning, the sky is blue. Grandpa Sun smiled sweetly on the horizon. All kinds of beautiful flowers are everywhere in the park. These trees are covered with dense green branches and leaves.

There is a little sister sitting on the swing under the tree, clutching two ropes with both hands. Her brother is pushing hard beside her. The swing swung higher and higher under the push of my brother, and my little sister gave a silvery laugh. Swinging around, little sister grabbed the rope and stood up slowly. My brother can't help but be elated when he sees his little sister laughing. He told her to grab the rope and keep pushing the swing, and the swing got higher and higher. The little sister standing on the swing is like a butterfly flying in the wind, very beautiful. When two birds saw their little sister having such a good time, they seemed to chirp and say, "Look, my little sister is flying like us!" " "

The blue sky, the beautiful scenery, the chirping of birds, and the laughter of little sister and her brother are really like a colorful picture.

The little girl swings, looks at pictures and writes. In the park, there are beautiful scenery in spring everywhere. The willows pulled out thin willows dotted with pale yellow leaves. The grass came out, with the fragrance of the earth, clusters, clusters. In the beautiful spring, the children all come out to play. Listen, a string of silvery laughter comes from time to time in the park.

Look, a little sister is playing on the swing! My sister is sitting on the swing, pulling the rope, and my brother is holding the swing to help my sister swing. Swing higher and higher, swing higher and higher slowly. While swinging, my little sister smiled and said, "It's fun to swing!" "She sat on the swing, swinging, and her brother pushed and pushed beside her. My little sister is like a happy butterfly in mid-air, spreading its wings and flying. The birds kept singing, as if to say, "Little sister is really amazing! " "

A breeze blew and the leaves fluttered with the wind, as if cheering for the little girl! Grandfather Sun blushed with joy, and the small flowers blossomed with colorful petals. How happy and cheerful the little girl is in the sun!

Sitting on the swing, I feel my heart flying, which makes me forget everything, only me, flying under the sky, flying ...-Inscription Facing all kinds of toys in front of me, I am not so excited.

There is only one thought in my heart, to play on the swing. Sitting on the swing, thinking nothing. I climbed up and down ... childhood scenes came to my mind, like white butterflies flying in front of my eyes ... Sitting on the swing, I seemed to be sitting on a moon boat, roaming in the sky ... My eyes were closed, my heart went up and down, and I felt like flying.

Even on the wooden chair when I was a child, on the hammock when I was a child, and on the real swing today, every time, I was flying. Looking around, a gust of wind blew, birds flew by, and I wandered on this moon boat.

Perhaps, swinging is no longer suitable for me at the age of 12, but I still stubbornly love swinging ... There is a sentence in the song "Childhood": "Only butterflies stop on the swing by the playground ..." The butterfly in my dream, I hope it is white. On the swing, I didn't think anything. Looking at the scenery in front of me, I was in a trance for half an hour, but I still didn't want to come down.

Swing, an "ancient" toy, accompanied me day after day, year after year. I like the ups and downs of the swing, I like the high and far swing ... I have to swing the swing very high every time, and I am not afraid at all.

I prefer to play on the swing with my friends. Swinging around, in fact, swinging around is not a kind of enjoyment? Maybe you have grown up, but I think everyone should wave and savor it in this autumn of childhood ... Actually, swinging is also a pastime for us, but unlike other toys, swinging can help you get back the feeling of flying when you were a child ... When the swing shakes, you should think that I am flying ... The feeling of flying is wonderful, which is us.

As soon as the swing opens, we sing, as soon as the swing opens, we laugh. This childhood swing records our childhood.

When I grew up and sat on the swing, I finally found that it was not just my childhood on the swing. We should grab the swing and swing. In fact, we should stand up and sway.

Stand up, you can see a more beautiful world, stand up, and have a more wonderful sense of flying. Unconsciously, I have been swinging for more than an hour, but I still won't let go of the swing ...-Postscript-I went to the amusement park this afternoon, and I chose to swing.

In the swing up and down, many pictures flashed through my mind in an instant. There are two ropes tied to two persimmon trees. There is a small bench on the rope and a hammock under the fir tree ... Although I am growing up, my love for the swing is forever ... I think that one day when I grow up, I must go back to my hometown and swing on the swing again-my childhood swing.

In my hometown, we children are as happy as birds, flying and flying! Swing is called "leisurely play" in my hometown. Some children are playing on the swing in the playground. But the swing in our country is not a swing on the playground! The practice is: find two stout trees, take a rope about five or six meters, and fold it in half.

One end of the rope is tied to this tree, and the other end is tied to that tree. If you sit on it, add a small bench.

How to do this: just cross the folded rope, put it here and put the other side there! I can also create all kinds of games, no, I have them! The first way to play: find a bamboo and cut it down, remove the branches and cut off a thin part, only five or six meters long. Pull the ropes apart, one at one end of the bamboo and the other at the other end, that's all.

I named this game "Bamboo Swing" for fun, and the more fun is yet to come! The second method is to find a bench more than one meter long and put it vertically. Just pull two ropes and put them under the seat. This game is called "Pirate Ship". Hey, hey, have fun! The thrilling * * * is behind! The third game is slightly similar to the second game.

However, it is more dangerous. If you want to play, tie the rope higher.

When you pull two ropes, people will stand in the middle, and when you lie back, a rope will pull you back. If you feel pain, put a pillow on it.

Put one foot on another rope, push it and put the other foot on it at the same time. This is called "man-made pirate ship", and there are more ways to play it. Swing is no exception! Comments: There are so many ways to play on the swing, which is really interesting! In your article, I feel the joy of swinging, so that the happy game I created can be passed on.

6. Look at the pictures and write words in the first grade. Swing on a moonlit night. "Moonlit Swing" can write about the surrounding natural environment, the process of swinging and joy.

The sky is so bright, the moon is so white, and the flowers and plants on the earth are full of vitality. Today, my cousin and I came to the ecological park to play.

There are many amusement projects in it, but the swing is my favorite.

There are so many kinds of swings there! Some are suitable for babies, some are suitable for older children, and some can be played by three or four children. At first glance, more than a dozen swings are full. It happened that a child got off the swing and I couldn't wait to sit on it.

After I sit firmly, fasten my seat belt and hold the handle tightly with both hands. My mother gave me a gentle push from behind, and it felt good. "Mom, higher!" "Mom rolled up her sleeves and pushed hard. The swing flies higher and higher, as if I can catch the white clouds as soon as I reach out.

Swing is like a wave after wave, and the sky and the earth shake and rotate with it. I feel like a bird taking off when I swing to the top. "Fear" flew out of my heart and gradually felt that it was not very scary. I started shaking from side to side, so happy!

I sometimes open my arms and feel the breath of spring. Hearing the wind laughing in my ear, the birds in the tree also smiled, the flowers and plants on the ground also smiled, my mother smiled, and I smiled. ...