Sun taste composition

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Although I am still a primary school student and a minor, I have never been angry with my father or spoiled in front of my parents. However, I am not very mature. My heart only advocates happy feelings, usually laughing, sometimes naive. But the ups and downs of my life have also taught me love, affection and the smell of the "sun".

"Have you ever smelled the sun?" When I ask this question, many people will think that I am dreaming. Does the sun smell? Yes, the sun has no smell, but I smell it.

In the morning, I get up early to read. An hour later, I went to wash and eat, and then changed my clothes and shoes to go to school. The bedding on the bed was packed by my mother and hung on the hanger. Father Sun used high temperature to make the quilt clean, and my quilt was happily bathed in the sunshine. In this way, after a day, my dirty pajamas were washed and put on the bed with the quilt. In the evening, I watched the classic complete works of Yu Dan's Experience for half an hour. Later, a voice urged me: "It's getting late, go to sleep quickly!" " I obediently put down my book, put on my pajamas and fell asleep. On my pajamas, I smelled a special smell, which was sunburned. No, it has an unknown smell. It smells good. What is that? A mysterious shadow appeared in my room at midnight. Is it a thief? No, he didn't touch my piggy bank. I saw the shadow covering the sleeping child, and that child was me. After the shadow left, I smelled the sunshine and the unknown smell again. When the two flavors are mixed together, there is an unspeakable fragrance. At night, I fell asleep with the smell of the sun and unknown fragrance, and slept soundly. ...

Students, now you understand the taste of "the sun". The so-called smell is the combination of the smell of the sun and a very fragrant smell. I think this unknown smell is the affection between mother and son!

Looking at the round sun in the sky, she is so beautiful, so charming and so kind. She hangs quietly on the horizon, emitting her unique light and her faint fragrance. The smell comes from the sun, just like maternal love. I was intoxicated by the smell. ...

I remember when I was a child, my mother took me to see the sun. In the spring breeze, we came to the venue. The grass has just sprouted and is still a little green. My mother and I sat quietly in the field. My mother pointed to the full moon in the sky and told me, "Look, son, that's the sun. The sun has its unique flavor. Do you smell it? " I took a deep breath. It may be a stuffy nose! I don't smell the sun. So I shook my head doubtfully, and my mother touched my head and said, "Oh! That's right! In fact, every mother on the earth is the embodiment of the sun, and every child is the grass on the earth. The sun shines on the grass every day ... "My mother stopped explaining to me, looked up at the sky, and then lowered her head and said to me," Remember, son, the sun has a taste, and you will naturally understand what she said later. "

Slowly, I grew up little by little. That was when I was in primary school. One night before going to bed, my mother told me that the bedding had been dried and it was very warm during the day. Let me sleep quickly. I just got into bed and smelled a faint fragrance before it was warm, so I thought of my mother saying that the bedding had been dried. I think the smell of the sun is the smell of bedding. I threw away the warm bed excitedly, ran barefoot to my mother's bed and said to her, "Mom, I smell it." "What do you smell?" Mom asked with a smile. "The smell of the sun, I smell the smell of the sun, and the smell of the sun is the smell of bedding." I must be a little excited to say. "I see what you mean," my mother still smiled. "Go to sleep! Don't catch cold. " I didn't ask again. Later, he went to junior high school and has grown into a big child. My perception in all aspects has been enhanced. One day, the Chinese teacher told us that all mothers in the world love their children through comprehensive learning. Then, I thought of my mother's words: "every mother on the earth is the embodiment of the sun, and every child is a grass." The sun shines on the grass every day ... "

Ah! I finally understand that the smell of the sun is my mother's deep love for me! Mom wants to tell me that she loves me! Her love for me, like the smell of the sun, is intangible, permanent and unrequited. I took a deep breath, I smelled the sunshine, and the fragrance lingered in my nose for a long time, just like a mother's love lingered in my heart for a long time. ...

With the sun, my life is full of light.

With my mother's love, my life is full of warmth.

The smell of the sun is blue for 3 days, the clouds are white, and the air is not the warm fragrance of the sun. -inscription

When I was a child, in winter, if the weather was fine, my mother would always take me out to bask in the sun. The big hand pulls the small hand, and the small hand buckles the big hand. The sun shines on us evenly, and two figures, one tall and one short, are displayed on the ground on the other side of our bodies. The tall one is mother; In short, it's me.

I always like to look at the sun through my fingers and watch it spread its own light all over the earth. From noon to night, draw a perfect arc in the air. Mom is always busy, and soon, the clothes hangers on the balcony are covered with cotton-padded jackets, and snow shoes are lined up in the corner. Mother said to give them "sunshine" and let the sun sprinkle strange "perfume" on their cotton-padded jackets. I hung a big question mark, and my mother just smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know when the sun goes down!" " "

Looking forward to, finally, the sun sets. Mother handed me my little cotton-padded jacket; "Smell it, the sun has made it fragrant!" I reached out my hands, and the moment my fingertips touched it, the warmth overflowed all over my body. I put it in front of my nose and smelled it, a trace of ethereal fragrance! At that time, I firmly remembered the smell of the sun? Warm and fragrant.

The sun crossed one arc after another in the sky. Today, I have grown up. Looking back, I haven't basked with my mother for a long time. Looking at the golden sunshine in front of the window, I couldn't help holding my mother's hand: "Mom, let's go out and bask in the sun!" " "Mom's eyes have a little surprised, but soon agreed.

At that time, the small hand had grown up, and the big hand was still holding the big hand. The sun shines evenly, and there are still two shadows on the ground, one is high and the other is short. The tall one is me; Short, it's mom. ...

The smell of the sun composition 4 The sky is getting brighter and brighter. Just as I opened the curtain, a strong and dazzling sun shone on my face. After I subconsciously avoided it, I found that the room was deserted and there was no sound, only to remember: my mother told me to take out the quilt to dry after getting up. They are on a business trip and are expected to come back soon. Thinking of this, I opened all the curtains, let the sun shine in, and took a deep breath, as if my heart had been purified. Looking back at the room, it is much brighter. The quilt lay lazily on the bed, motionless. Seeing this scene, I suddenly have an impulse to pick it up and run down, twice at a time. ...

The afternoon sunshine is warm, comfortable and nostalgic. Put down "Little Peas by the Window" and follow the footsteps of the sun downstairs to see if those lazy cotton guys are still on the rope. "Well, it looks good, much more energetic than in the morning." They are enjoying the sunshine bath at the moment! I touched the quilt gently, feeling a little warm, and I couldn't help smelling it. "Ah, it's the smell of the sun!" My heart is shaking. This smell is familiar, warm and intimate. Reminds me of a person, that is, grandma, who is ill in hospital because of overwork. I still regret it until now! Because I know that my grandmother falls down to take care of me, and she loves to clean the housework, especially in bask in the quilt, the smell of the sun comes into my dream every night, so the dream is always sweet and fragrant. Grandma also washes all the clothes: dad's, grandpa's and mine. There are other endless jobs, but she never complains and still loves me, even if she is sick.

Grandma is fat, but I never liked it. Because she always gives me a big hug, her smile always warms my heart and makes me happy. Grandma loves me more than my mother and my parents' advice.

Somehow, my thoughts were interrupted by a bird song. At the moment, my parents are standing beside me, looking at me doubtfully: "What's the matter, why are you crying?" I touched the wet place around my eyes with my hand. Yes, how can I shed tears unconsciously? "Nothing." "Go, go home." Say, shoulder the quilt, the back of the three of us gradually disappeared in the empty concrete floor. ...

The quilt gives off a strong smell of sunshine, just like grandma's, gentle and warm.

At noon, the sun hangs in the air like a big ball, grinning. I just looked at the red sun and asked my mother, "sugar tastes sweet, but medicine tastes bitter." What is the smell of the sun? " Mom smiled and said, "You can go out and look for it yourself." So I went out to find the smell of the sun.

Not far away, I saw Xiaofeng's mother in bask in the quilt and asked, "Aunt, do you know the smell of the sun?" She looked at me and said, "The smell of the sun? Come and smell the quilt and you will find the answer. " I rushed over and plunged into the quilt and sniffed hard. Ah, it really stinks! The loose and soft quilt smells like the sun baking plants, so this is the smell of the sun. I smiled and said "goodbye" to my aunt and kept looking.

I came to the park and saw an uncle busy in the distant garden. I went up to him and asked, "Uncle, do you know the smell of the sun?" Uncle stopped what he was doing, straightened up, thought carefully and said, "Come here, get close to these flowers and smell them carefully, and you will know the taste of the sun." "Really? It's amazing! " As soon as my eyes lit up, I hurried forward-the fragrance smelled good, and the soft floral fragrance also had a warm taste. Is this the smell of the sun? I looked at my uncle doubtfully, and he nodded with a big smile. It turns out that with sunshine, flowers can bloom so beautifully and fragrant. I'm glad to find that flowers also smell of the sun.

With these answers, I skipped home. As soon as I entered the door, I shouted happily, "I found the smell of the sun ..." My mother, who was collecting clothes on the balcony, looked at me with a smile and raised her clothes. At this time, I smelled the familiar smell again, and I cried with joy: "This is the smell of the sun! Mom's clothes also smell of the sun! "

It turns out that the smell of the sun is everywhere, just look for it with your heart. Let's all grow up happily in the warm sunshine!

I think I am a person who loves extreme sunshine. There is no reason, but I like the warmth of the sun shining on my body. That's the smile of the sun on me. I always thought so. It seems that I have enjoyed this gift from nature since I was a child, and I have cherished and cherished the taste of sunshine.

When I get up every morning, I am always greeted by a bright and warm sunshine, but where does the sunshine come from? Full of questions, I'll ask others.

Mom smiled and said, "It came to see you from far away."

Dad looked at me meaningfully: "You will understand when you grow up."

"Adu, don't you think the sunset is beautiful and warm?" I looked at the glow on the horizon and asked Adu.

"It's beautiful, but I don't like this negativity." Adu said frankly.

"Negative? Didn't you hear people say,' See the sun, all his glory? ”？

"But you should also know that it is' near dusk' and will soon disappear."

"Are you? But didn't people living on the other side of the earth see its rebirth? "

"Are you from there? No, so, anyway, at least in my opinion, its beauty is just a flash in the pan. "

"..." I looked at the sky and could hardly see the blush, and I was silent. But in my heart, I always stubbornly believe that even if it is only a flash in the pan, won't it attract the nostalgia and praise of countless appreciators? Even if it just flashes like a meteor, doesn't it bloom all the enthusiasm in its life without regrets? Even if it is only a trivial and beautiful moment, doesn't it bring people its only warmth and make people daydream?

I like sitting on the balcony alone, quietly watching the sun change from subtle in the morning to the most direct hot, and gradually become gentle and unobtrusive in the afternoon, until the warmth of the sunset penetrates into every cell of the body bit by bit, illuminating every corner of the heart and making the whole eyes full of brilliance bit by bit.

In spring, I went to Qiu Lai and watched the grass swaying in the wind on the opposite roof grow sturdily under the care of the sun until it became a pure land in my heart. Watching naughty raindrops crystal clear, reflecting colorful sunshine; Perhaps, Hong Na is the best gift left by the sun.

I firmly believe that the sun has a taste, no matter in which way. I believe that the smell of the sun, with its own flavor, will haunt my heart forever and ever.

Do you know what the sun smells like? Say it, don't laugh at me, because I can really smell it.

In the morning, the sun smells of mint. Take a deep breath, cool, the wind has spread the smell to every corner. The cloud smelled it, became lighter and swayed slowly in the air. The earth smelled it, awakened the flowers, and the flowers smiled; Woke up the grass, which stretched and twisted in the wind. People also smell it. People who do morning exercises breathe the fresh smell, and I get up with them.

In the morning, the sun smells of sugar cane. Office workers go out to smell the sunshine, full of energy, and a new day is full of hope. Students have been sitting in the spacious and bright classroom reading, smelling the sunshine, learning new knowledge and feeling comfortable.

At noon, the sun smells like sausages, and everything around seems to smell like food. Running to eat and offering sacrifices to the five zang-organs temple, the smell disappeared, which is probably a "natural alarm clock" to remind us to eat!

At night, the smell of the sun is in perfect harmony with its appearance. Huang Chengcheng and the red sunset look like a big sour and sweet orange. You can taste a little bitter if you smell too much. What I love most is the smell at this time. There is nothing more pleasant than walking with three or five friends, facing the sunset, chatting about interesting things and walking on the way home.

I like smelling the sun very much. The sun has a unique taste at all times. Can you smell the sun?

The Taste of the Sun Composition 8 On a hot summer day, the sun is like fire. I sat at home, bored looking out the window, listening to the crazy chirping of cicadas.

Alas, I really want to go out and play with children! "Mom, can I go out and play with children?" I asked. Mother said, "Of course, it's just that the sun is so fierce now, so be careful not to get sunburned. Oh, my mother suggests that you wait until the sun goes down! " ""Is the sun really that powerful? " I was thinking about it when I suddenly had a brainwave and said loudly to my mother, "Mom, can I roast chicken eggs with the sun?" Mother thought for a moment and said, "That's a good idea." We can try. "

At first, we ran to the kitchen. My mother took out tin foil and made a small bowl. I took an egg out of the refrigerator and knocked it into a small tin bowl. Then, I put the small tin bowl on the platform with strong sunshine. Five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed. I went upstairs to observe again and again, but the egg still lay there quietly sleeping as before, without any change, and I didn't realize it at all. "Why hasn't it changed?" I said to myself. Mother smiled and said, "Silly child, where is it so fast?" Come home quickly. If the eggs are not ripe, you can cook them yourself. " Time seems to be against me, and I walk slowly. An hour later, I found that the eggs began to change. The bright yellow yolk gradually deepened, while the transparent egg white began to solidify. After another hour, I found that the whole egg had solidified. I excitedly asked my mother to come over. My mother came over and said, "It seems really ripe." I smell it again and again. It really smells like a boiled egg. I broke off a small piece and tasted it. It is fragrant. Ah, that's the smell of the sun.

One sunny noon, my mother "dismantled" my bed beyond recognition, and held the quilt one by one on the balcony and spread it out.

I was puzzled and asked, "Mom, what are you doing? Bask in the quilt? " Mom smiled and said, "Yes."

Time flies like a skateboard. At eight o'clock in the evening, I should go to bed. At this time, I remembered the quilt that my mother had dried. When I walked into the bedroom, my mother had repaired my bed. When I got into bed carefully, I immediately felt an inexplicable excitement-the quilt was warm and soft, and it was really comfortable to cover it.

More strangely, my whole bed exudes a faint fragrance. The taste is so simple, clean, light but tangy. What is it like?

I asked my mother, "Mom, why the quilt smells so good!" " "

"The fragrance of the sun." Mom still said with a smile.

"What? The fragrance of the sun? " I opened my eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

"Without the sun, even flowers would not be in full bloom. Isn't the sun warm and fragrant? " My mother stroked my forehead and said softly, "well, go to sleep quickly." I'll give you bask in the quilt next time. "

I found the most comfortable position in the warm bed, but I didn't fall asleep right away. I've been thinking about what my mother gave me about bask in the quilt. Suddenly, I understood that this is not the smell of the sun, but the smell of my mother!

The smell of Sun Composition 10 "Ah, look at your father and daughter, what have you changed the sheets for?" With so many black spots, your sweat is too corrosive! "I was scolded by my mother early in the morning. This National Day is definitely unlucky.

Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I smiled and stood by the bed, watching my mother fly into a rage, sweeping away the sheets on two beds and going to the washing machine without looking back. There are only a pair of laughing father and daughter left in the room. I've been sweating since I got into bed, and I don't know why. "This at least shows that you are my daughter!" Dad scratched his head and said shyly. "You dare to say that you must throw away the sheets every time you sleep for less than half a year, and laugh!" Mom broke out again. I smiled and said to my father, "didn't you ask for it?" Stupid! " He stuck out his tongue and looked as if he were gloating.

I changed my clothes, watched my mother get angry and put the sheets in the washing machine. My father and I smiled at each other, ready to be drowned by my mother's saliva. When the washing machine "blare, blare" breathes wildly, mother's storm will follow. The next step is that after the rain, it will clear up.

Gradually, the washing machine stopped slowly, and my mother took out the sheets with expectation and excitement, and a faint fragrance overflowed. My mother's expression of "pain" stretched a lot at once. "Ah! The new washing machine is good, fast and clean ... "She began a series of sighs." You can wear it at night, sleep less and sweat so much later. I don't know, empress. I'll spare you today, waiting for the sunshine all over the sheets. I'm going to work. " Mother slammed the door and left, leaving only father and daughter in the room.

In the evening, my mother put on the newly washed sheets easily. I climbed into the crib, covered myself with the quilt, said "good night" and closed my eyes. My mother is still nagging: "Don't sweat less ..." "Mom, what if you can't control it?" I asked, feeling that the smell of gunpowder around me was getting heavier and heavier. For personal safety, I immediately changed my mouth: "Empress, I understand, Empress, don't worry …" My mother just stopped.

Tuck your head into the bed and feel a warm current sweeping through your body, like the sun. When I was near, I took a breath gently, and there was a smell of sunshine, like my mother's unique taste, and I fell asleep soon. This should be what my mother always said "the smell of the sun"!