I wrote 400 words about my story with Dashu.

The little ant lives in the hole of a towering tree in the forest. It's wet and dark there.

One day, Grandpa Tree said to the little ant, "Little ant, little ant, the scenery above is beautiful." There are blue sky, white clouds and bright sunshine here. Come on up! The little ant also wants to see the scenery outside. He is very worried and says, "I am so small, can I do it?" "Uncle grandpa said," As long as you make up your mind, you will succeed. "

The next day, the little ant began his first adventure. Along the way, the little ant met many difficulties. The caterpillar laughed at him and satirized him. The beetle wanted to eat him as his own food. He didn't fear or flinch. With the encouragement of uncle and grandpa, he is braver and more confident every time. Day after day, the little ant finally climbed to the top of Grandpa's tree. He opened his arms and shouted, "Wow, it's beautiful!" "Grandpa Tree smiled and said," Congratulations! Little ant, you are the bravest ant in the world. "

This story tells us that "nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it."

(2) The story composition of trees, birds, scarecrows and rice fields is 400 words.

There is a big tree and a bird are friends. Birds sing sweetly. Every time the bird sings to the tree, the tree will grow a new circle of green leaves. After a long time, the big tree grows luxuriantly and is very strong.

One winter, the bird said to the tree, "tree, I want to fly to the warm south for the winter." I'll come to see you next spring! " "The tree said to the bird reluctantly," Bird, you must come back to see me next year! """Hmm!"

The bird flew away, and the tree looked at it ... Hope ~

The next spring came, and everything recovered and was full of vitality. When the bird flew back, it was caught by a boy and put into a cage. The bird thought the tree was waiting for him and couldn't help crying.

At this time, the big tree has been sawed down by the carpenter and will be carried away to make furniture or something. It cried when it thought that the bird could not find itself when it flew back. ...

The big tree was made into a box of matches and taken to the boy's home, where the bird was caught. The boy lit a match, and the bright fire reflected a vibrant tree. Ah, that's an old tree!

The bird saw it and cried again. It said to the match, "Tree, have you become like this?" Uh ... why? The match said, "Little bird, I was cut down and became a match." I'm exhausted. Please sing me another song! """Well ..."

The bird wiped her tears and sang the tree's favorite song. 555~

The bird sang all night, and the match burned out with a smile. The bird burst into tears and finally fell down beside the match.

The story of birds and trees touched God. Thirty years later, a big tree is full of new buds, and a bird is singing, singing the most beautiful songs. ...

③ Fairy tale composition "Birds and Trees" (400 words)

In a dense forest, there is a bird.

It gets up early and does morning exercises every day ~ ah ~

It and a big tree became,

Friend, friend

What the hell is going on?

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In a dense forest, there is a lovely bird, which flies around the forest every day. It is an idle bird and a smart, lively and lovely singer.

One morning in winter, birds are flying around in the Woods as usual. Suddenly, a thick voice shouted, "Beautiful bird, would you please fly over?" Sing me a song in the silent forest! "

"Who? Who is talking? "

"It's me, a lonely tree."

The bird followed the sound and found the stout tree. It cleared its throat and was ready to sing. "Ji, Ji, Ji, Ji ..." The tree was fascinated. The crisp birdsong stopped all the animals in the forest, and time seemed to slow down its hurried pace. At this moment, everything is revived, although spring is still far from the earth.

The last note finally popped out of the bird's happy mouth. "Great!" "The tree shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Thank you for your compliment."

The excited bird told a joke to the tree and made it laugh. They became good friends. It's getting dark, and the bird says, "I'm going home." After that, he danced home in high spirits.

The next spring, the bird flew to look for the big tree, but when it came to the place where the big tree was, it found that only the roots with annual rings were left on the bare land. The bird was full of doubts and asked, "Mr. Gen, do you know where my good friend's big tree is?" "It was cut down and sent to the factory at the foot of the mountain."

Hearing this, the tireless bird flew out of the valley that made it desperate. It flies, flies, tirelessly, time laughs at it, it doesn't care, animals at the foot of the mountain ridicule it, it doesn't care, it really pays too much for its good friends. Arriving at the factory, the bird landed on the door stained with sawdust. "Mr. Door, do you know where my good friend Dashu is?" "Cut into all kinds of wood, just like me." It says on the door.

In a small country house not far from the factory, the bird found the big tree that was turned into a match. Tears welled up in the bird's eyes: "Poor tree, are you all right?" "Dear friend, I will leave you soon." "No, no!" As soon as the bird's voice fell, there was light footsteps in the distance. A little fox came in, lit a tree that had become a matchstick, and lit a candle with it. The poor tree turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the air.

The bird sings the song it once sang to the tree in front of the burning candle. At the end of the song, the tearful bird stared at the candle in despair for a while, flapping its wings and flying to the sky turned gray for it.

④ A 400-word composition telling the story of trees, snowflakes, north winds and birds.

In the big forest, there is a tall and powerful tree. A bird built a nest on it and was busy going in and out every day.

The tree asked the bird, "Bird, you are busy every day, so hard, are you happy?"

"I am very happy!" The bird said, "there are insects I like to eat in the forest, and the air is fresh." I can fly freely here. "

"Tree, are you happy to stand here motionless every day?" Birds ask trees in turn.

The tree said, "Here are my brothers and sisters. We make oxygen for human beings to resist wind and sand. Our roots are deeply rooted in the soil to prevent soil erosion. We made a contribution, so I am very happy. "

Trees and birds have become good friends.

Suddenly one day, a group of loggers drove into the forest. They began to cut down trees. The bird watched his big tree friend fall to the ground and his nest was destroyed. The forest turned into a bare mountain bag.

The bird saw the big tree being dragged into the car and carried away. He chased after him and asked, "Brother Che, where are you dragging my tree friend?"

The car said, "We are going to the factory."

If ants are bigger than trees, if ants are bigger than trees.

A long time ago, there was an ant. Because of its small size, it takes a long time to walk a short distance, and it is impossible to carry small things back. It has a deep sense of powerlessness.

One day, the ant is trying its best to push a grain of rice, but no matter how hard it tries, it can't take a small step forward. Just when it was depressed, suddenly it saw an elephant, helping people carry wood in the forest very easily. He envied the elephant and thought it would be nice if I became bigger.

Had a beautiful dream, and the little ant fell asleep. In his sleep, the ant is still thinking: I must become strong and do something meaningful for mankind like an elephant.

It was just dawn the next morning. When the little ant got up, he felt sore all over. He opened his eyes and looked, hey, how can I sleep on the grass? He raised his arm and rubbed his eyes, and took a few steps to the river to have a look. Wow! My wish has come true. I must find an elephant to see who is stronger.

This time, the little ant reached the door of the elephant in a few steps. It proudly said, "It is more convenient to get bigger." So it went to the elephant's door and shouted, "Brother Elephant, come out quickly and let's see who is better." "How?" The elephant asked. "I think you often move wood, so compare it with moving wood." "good!" The elephant said, "Then let's see who will transport this piece of wood to the workers' site first. "After that, the game will begin immediately. The elephant picked up a piece of wood with its nose and walked forward steadily and quickly. The little ant threw the wood on his back and ran forward with his hands on it, for fear of beating the elephant. Seeing it running faster and faster, he soon arrived at the workers' site. The little ant slammed the wood forward and shouted, "I arrived first, and I won." But the wood it threw knocked off all the other wooden stamps and almost tripped the elephant behind. As soon as the elephant saw it, he quickly put down the wood, ran to stop it from wandering around, and rolled up the wood one by one with his nose and piled it up again.

The ant almost fell down, blushed, apologized to the elephant and said, "Sorry, Brother Xiang, it's my fault. Although I beat you, I didn't help the workers. I will be diligent, steady and steady in the future, and I will not be rash. "

Since then, a helpful and hardworking giant ant has appeared in the forest.

How to write a fairy tale about Sunday, rivers and roses?

Spring has come, and there is a beautiful rose in the garden. People came to her and could not help admiring: "Oh, what beautiful roses!" "

Rose was praised, and she became proud day by day. She said to the dirt under her feet, "dirt, you are so ugly." Don't stand at my feet, lest you dirty my beautiful clothes! " The earth opened its eyes, looked at the rose and said, "You know, without me, there would be no nutrition, and you will wither before long!" " "Rose looked up and said proudly," I would be more beautiful without you! ""The soil has to be handed over to the sunflower.

Soon, bees came to collect honey. She said to Rose, "Beautiful Sister Rose, please let me teach you pollen!" " "Ross opened one eye and looked at the bee. She proudly said, "Go, go! I don't want you to teach me pollen! " Ross turned her down without hesitation. The little bee had to fly away and fly to the sunflower.

After a while, Rose looked up and saw the sun, and said angrily, "Go away, go away! I hate it, I can't open my eyes! " Grandfather Sun kindly said, "Son, you have to grow up under my care. Without me, you would ... ""Stop nagging! " "Before Grandfather Sun could finish, Rose scrambled to say," Get out of here! "What a nuisance!" Grandpa Sun also left helplessly and went to find sunflower.

Sunflowers are cared for by the earth, bees and the sun, and grow very luxuriantly. But the roses are dying bit by bit. She regretted it. She wanted to get back the dirt, bees and sunshine, but it was too late.

The rose wept bitterly with tears of regret.

⑦ If ants are bigger than trees, imagine a composition, 400 words.

I found that ants are a "Hercules" _550 words on Thursday, I happened to find a group of ants carrying a lot of food back to their homes.

I find it strange to see this behind the scenes. Why can a few small ants carry such heavy food home? There are many problems in my mind, so I have the idea of figuring out why ants can move things several times bigger than themselves. I found a bottle, put five ants and 10 rice in the bottle, and built a simple hut for ants with leaves. Then I observed the ants for a few days. On the first day, I found the ant motionless in the bottle. The next day, I found that all the 10 rice grains were gone. Then I took the leaves apart and saw that all the rice I put in were ants. I waited impatiently for the third day. On the third day, I found that the rice I put back was also moved home by ants. This time, I finally couldn't help it. I started looking up information. Finally. In the book, I saw why a group of ants can carry a lot of food back to their homes. According to the book, because the feet and legs of ants are moving, the muscles produce an acidic substance, which leads to a sharp change in this raw material, and the muscles contract rapidly, generating great strength and lifting things that are dozens of times heavier than themselves.

Through my discovery, I feel that as long as I pay attention to observation in my life, I can get different gains. To this end, my mood has also become happy, which is also because I discovered the secret of ants.

How to write a 400-word composition by telling a story to my father on Father's Day?

Forever "big tree"

I just came to this colorful world and saw my closest relatives-mom and dad!

Mom and dad are like a big tree, deeply rooted. I am a happy child enjoying the cool in the shade. There will be cool breeze when it is hot in summer, and warm sunshine when it is cold. Everything is so beautiful.

Until one day, the sky revealed a long-suppressed sadness. As the sun sets, the faint sunshine pours in every warm corner like bundles of cold light. The colors all over the world are so dim, the cold clouds condense instantly, and the sky is covered in large areas, which is even darker.

At this moment, the leafy giant tree withered instantly, and the dark yellow leaves fell with tears, just like the dead butterfly reluctant to land in the slow airflow. Under the tree, I was quiet and stared at it for a long time.

The separation of parents is a great pain in my heart. I can't say that I will stay in Lacrimosa all day, because I was really young then. I am hazy about all this, but I just feel that the line that invisibly crosses my heart is getting thinner and thinner, and I feel deep, just like a fish without water, struggling to breathe, but it will only be more painful.

Seeing the parents of children of the same age holding their tender hands, my tears drop by drop, ticking. . . . . .

The sad scene did not last long. My father's fiery hand held my little hand, and a warm current came straight to my heart. In spring, the tree slowly took root again, and my little heart was beating with excitement.

I remember when I was five years old, my father took me to see the fountain I had been waiting for for for a long time.

In the crowded square, the joy in my heart welled up like a clear spring. Fountains are colorful and beat with the rhythm of music. Like a group of dancers, dancing the most beautiful dance.

I said to my father, "Dad, I want to run in the fountain like them!" "

Dad said very hard, "no, you'll catch a cold!" " "

I pouted, thinking that my father was always like this, and he was "stingy". Take a taxi home after the game, how can you catch a cold! Dad said, "well, go ahead and come back when you are cold!" " "

I ran barefoot to the spring. It's really interesting. Round water splashed on me. I smiled happily. Looking at the highest fountain, I really hope I can sit on it, so that I can find the brightest star in the bright starry sky and pick it for my father! A cool breeze blew, and my little teeth shook faster and faster. Trembling all over, I ran to my father and said, "I'm cold."

Dad picked me up and turned and ran. I clung to my father's chest and listened to my rapid heartbeat. Dad took off his pants and clothes as he ran and covered me.

People around you cast strange eyes and saw the man with a blank face and only a pair of trousers hanging on his body holding a little girl, all talking and pointing.

I don't know how long it took, but when I got home, my father was covered with water droplets, whether it was water droplets or something.

My father gasped and said to me, "Dad has no extra money now. I have to pay your tuition and insurance. No money. I'm sorry dad can't take a taxi home. Is it still cold? "

I forgot what I said later. Now that I think about it, my heart is full of complicated emotions and I am very entangled. It feels so fake to say thank you to your father.

The tree has paid countless sacrifices for himself, and countless invisible lines are passing through his heart all the time. The weather is unusually warm, and the trees are getting more and more energetic and happy, all because of dad's dear watering!

Pet-name ruby Ants are bigger than trees.

An ant ate a fruit by mistake. In the following days, his head became bigger and bigger, and even their ant hole could not hold him. One day, several people who don't like the environment came here to swim and play, but what they didn't expect was that there was an ant bigger than them in this forest. Those people throw rubbish everywhere in the forest and kill wild animals everywhere to cook for themselves. Later, when the ants learned about it, they wondered if it would destroy our home. The village chief ant said don't worry, let's find someone who might help us. I have an ant Qi Xin shouting, who is it? The village chief said that ants are bigger than mountains! How do people say it's him? The village chief said stop inking and call him! Later, the little ants invited him over, but the ants bigger than the mountain were a little unhappy. Then the village chief and the ants said, we found the fruit that understands medicine, really? The biggest ant said. Yes, the little ants said, and then the big ants helped them drive away those hateful humans, and finally the ants changed back.

Take part in 400 words of fable composition with morning glory.

The fate of morning glory

With a warm smile, the spring breeze awakened the earth. The earth yawned and gently moved its stiff body. The seeds of two morning glory trees emerged from the soil. Their seedlings greeted the spring breeze, drank the rain and dew, bathed in the sunshine, and soon grew delicate and charming branches and leaves.

But their branches and leaves are so fragile that they will fall when the wind blows, and they are in urgent need of tall things to rely on.

At this time, the red morning glory saw the big tree beside her, and she quickly twisted her waist and wrapped it tightly around him.

The tree frowned and shouted, "What are you pestering?" ? What a nuisance! "

The red morning glory said coquetry, "Brother Dashu! How strong and tall your body is! I climbed up your body because I respect you! "

The tree was very happy when he heard the praise, and his face showed a smug smile. The red morning glory seized the opportunity, wrapped tightly around the tree and climbed up.

The purple morning glory looked at the proud tree around her, frowning and clutching an ugly big stone.

The big stone said shyly, "Miss Purple Petunia, don't come near me. Look at me. I am stiff and ugly, which really affects my image. "

The purple morning glory said, "Don't be modest, big stone. You are solid and reliable. Would you please let me accompany you? "

The big stone was moved to tears after listening to it. He felt that the purple morning glory was very gentle, as if afraid of hurting him.

In this way, both morning glory found their own support. The red morning glory laughs at the purple morning glory climbing on such an ugly rock every day.

Purple morning glory ignored her ridicule, climbed the big stone and grew up slowly.

Suddenly one day, the sky was overcast, and a hurricane soon blew. The world seems to be shaken by a hurricane, and the tree can't help saying to the red morning glory, "You are choking me."

The red morning glory trembled with fear: "No! I can't let go, I will be torn by the hurricane. "

The tree was wrapped too tightly to withstand the hurricane. Finally, it was uprooted by the hurricane and thrown far away. Red morning glory is worse. Her body was torn to pieces and I don't know where it was blown by the wind.

All this was seen by purple morning glory and big stones. The purple morning glory quietly loosened the waist wrapped around the big stone, and the big stone quickly stopped: "Don't be afraid, this wind can't beat me."

Purple petunia nodded, still gently holding the stone in her arms, and the big stone * * * resisted the hurricane.

Soon, the wind stopped and the sun smiled again.

The garden is a mess! The purple morning glory is intact, but the red morning glory has been broken.