A composition on good times, no less than 500, is required to be written in a structure that combines classification and description or a total score.

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"Pa, pop, pop," with the sound of firecrackers and bursts of laughter, New Year's Day is gradually approaching .

After dinner, the younger brother argued: "Let's set off firecrackers!" The younger brother quickly brought three firecrackers, one for me, one for my sister, and one for my brother. We ran out excitedly. Wow! It's really a sea of ??joy outside. The sky has become a home for firecrackers. You see, this string of firecrackers is really like a burning fire dragon, curving straight into the sky. Some firecrackers are really like naughty dolls, jumping here and there. There are also firecrackers shining like colorful stars in the joyful sky. They are so beautiful! We listened to the bursts of firecrackers and couldn't help but light a bunch of firecrackers. Just hearing "hiss, hiss, hiss," the firecracker soldiers began to move out. Each of them was very proud, holding their heads high and chests high. "Crack, crack, crack," each of the firecracker soldiers came out of the house, and some squeezed upward. Some jumped down, and some seemed to be competing to see who could jump the highest. After a while, each of the naughty firecracker soldiers seemed to be controlled by someone, and each one gradually disappeared into the sky. Only the little bit of light echoed in the blue sky. I watched these lively little guys disappear into the air, and I felt a little disappointed. I really wanted to see the performance of those firecracker soldiers again!

The bursts of firecrackers make people feel extremely happy. This brilliant ocean is full of our laughter and our favorite firecrackers. I will never forget this moment today, today This wonderful time...

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Sitting blankly on the desk in front of the window, letting the wind "provoke" my hair. There is less than a month left before the high school entrance examination, and I am always nervous. I can't help but speed up the pace of study. I am immersed in books all day, struggling with grades. I am afraid I have already forgotten what happiness feels like. Thinking of Here, my heart can't help but feel sad. Several children jumped past my window with extremely satisfied smiles. Once upon a time, I wanted to be like them.

I opened the drawer and took out the classmate directory at the bottom. Suddenly, all the past events were vividly visible, and one picture after another quickly emerged in my mind.

When I turned the first page, it was her, and I was so excited. Looking at her photos from that time and reading the funny messages she sent me at that time, I couldn't help but laugh. I wanted to just indulge myself for a while, put aside my homework, and let my thoughts drift back to the past.

She was my best friend in elementary school. Classrooms, playgrounds, cafeterias... We walked through every corner of the campus together, promising each other to be friends forever. I remember that our grades were not good, and we were sometimes criticized by the teacher. But somehow, no matter how bad our scores were, we still laughed and laughed every day.

At that time, we all hated the same teacher - our art teacher. He would often scold us for not drawing well. Everyone says that the corner of his eye can kill you, because his eyes are very bright, and no small movement can escape his eyes. In his class, even the naughty students behaved like kittens.

Once, I went to the toilet with my friend. In the toilet room, we expressed our dissatisfaction with the art teacher. Unfortunately, at this time, I bumped into the art teacher. She must have heard it. I was at a loss, so she took my hand and quickly escaped from the toilet. It's over now, it's over now. I kept chanting. At this time, she suddenly said, it doesn't matter, there are not many art classes, and there are not many opportunities to bump into her. Although she said this, I could feel that she was also a little scared. Yes, it's okay, I said calmly. We looked at each other and laughed.

"Haha." Even after many years, I still can't forget this most beautiful moment.

I think I shouldn’t complain about the busy and stressful life now. At least I once had a good time, but now I can’t experience it, so what? In life, just one good time is enough to make you remember it for a lifetime, isn't it?

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"Oh" It's finally holiday. I put on my schoolbag and didn't forget to say "Oh! Goodbye!" to the school.

Stepping out of the school gate, a ray of breeze blew through my hair, pushing away all my worries. The usually heavy school bag has also become lighter.

There seemed to be endless energy in his body, and he was jumping up and down along the way.

In the evening, I discussed with my sister how to spend this holiday. Laughter flew continuously from the hut to the boundless sky. I went to bed very late this night but slept soundly.

On the first day of the holiday, my sister and I woke up from sweet dreams very early. Opening your relaxed eyes, sucking in the sweet morning air with a hint of moisture, you feel much more energetic. I had already agreed with my father to go for a swim in Chenxi River together, but at this time, I saw that he was still preparing. After finally getting ready, we finally embarked on the journey to Chenxi. There are trees on both sides of the road, which really feels like returning to nature. My sister and I couldn't help but murmured songs and beat time. It's a joyous journey. When we arrived at Chenxi, I was even more excited. The three of us walked around here and looked there, being so curious about everything. Naturally, we carried large and small bags of things, and naturally spent money like water. Although I felt very distressed, we still made up our minds and decided to have a good National Day. Four hours later, we finally returned home in triumph.

But everything changed in the next few days during the holiday. My sister and I both felt a lot of headaches and felt even more depressed. The relaxation and happiness during the vacation have long since disappeared, and it seems that I can no longer enjoy this carefree life. It seems that I miss school, the heavy study life, the strictness of teachers, and playing with friends and classmates. I really want to have a vacation when I am studying, and I want to go to school during the vacation.

During the National Day holiday, I still can't let go of my worries, but it makes me know how to cherish the time of study.

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Looking up at the stars, the stars are twinkling, which brings back beautiful memories of my childhood.

I remember when I was a child, my parents were busy at work and put me at my grandfather’s house. At that time, I was very happy when I heard that I was going to live with my grandfather. Grandpa and I are like "buddies" and talk about everything. One summer night, grandpa was sitting on the bench enjoying the night view leisurely. I ran over and jumped on his lap. Grandpa quickly said: "Run slower, grandpa's old legs are almost to death from your torture!" Then, I laughed and leaned on my grandfather's shoulder. Grandpa told me the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf". The night sky was quiet, and I fell asleep sweetly in my grandpa’s arms with a smile on my lips, and in my ears was still echoing “My good grandson will not lie like the children inside, she will be honest, honest... …”.

I still remember when I was in second grade, the Chinese teacher asked each of us to buy a "Xinhua Dictionary". After school, I mentioned this matter to my grandfather. Grandpa frowned and said nothing. The next morning, my grandpa asked me to close my eyes and conjure a "Xinhua Dictionary" like a magician. I was so happy that I hugged my grandpa's legs and shouted: "Long live grandpa, long live grandpa." Grandpa's eyes were filled with laughter. Narrowed into a line. Unexpectedly, when I came home from school at noon, my grandpa was lying on the bed, sweating profusely, and seemed to be uncomfortable. It turns out that my grandfather went to several bookstores to buy dictionaries for me. "Grandpa, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to buy a dictionary." Grandpa touched my head and told me not to blame myself, don't worry, just take a rest. When my grandfather recovered from his illness, I was always listless in class. It was not until my grandfather recovered that I jumped as happily as a deer.

Now I have returned to my parents, but the beautiful memories of me and my grandfather when I was a child will always appear in my mind, forever, forever...

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Miss Winter stepped into the world quietly with light steps, covering the earth with a thin veil.

In winter, everything falls asleep, flowers wither, and leaves wither. But there are those plum blossoms that "Ling Han blooms alone" stand proudly. "Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust." It is not as gorgeous as a rose, but it can stand proudly in the wind and snow; it is not as fragrant as jasmine, but it can bloom in the severe cold. One by one, they are competing to open up, competing for splendor and beauty, so beautiful! There are also the narcissus, known as the "Lingbo Fairy". When all the colorful flowers have withered, they bloom in the cold winter, and their fragrance is refreshing. Just like that slim girl, she is very lovable.

In winter, there are not only the plum blossoms that stand proudly in the wind and snow and the daffodils that compete to bloom in the severe cold, but also the white and flawless little angels - snowflakes.

The winter morning is so quiet, and the goose-feather snow is falling on the ground. "Spreading salt can make the difference in the air, but it's not like catkins blowing up in the wind.

"The flawless white snowflakes in various shapes are like naughty elves running around; like crystal butterflies dancing in the air; and like exquisite and unique graphics. It is so ingenious and unparalleled!

Overnight, the earth was covered with snow. Look, the houses, large and small, all turned white. Look, some of them looked like white cotton. Some are like blooming flowers, and some are shaped like butterflies.

After the snow stopped, we rushed into the embrace of nature like birds just out of the cage, enjoying the blessings given by nature. Crush the snow into a ball and throw it at the other person. Look, a silver flower blooms on the person's head. This is a fun and exciting snowball fight game. The girl is happily building a snowman. , they jumped around the snowman, and were very happy. From time to time, the sound of reading came from the classroom, and the quiet playground suddenly became lively. Some students were having snowball fights; some were playing games. Playing and playing with each other...

Some people like the spring when the flowers are in full bloom; some like the hot summer; and some like the fruitful autumn; however, I like the snow-covered winter, I prefer the plum blossoms and daffodils standing proudly in the snow, and the flawless white snowflakes!