The complete works of 400-word compositions by Chun Han.

After the start of school in spring, the weather in Guangzhou in the south has been hot for several days, and some young people have begun to put on summer clothes. However, this week, a strong cold air suddenly arrived in our city, and the temperature plummeted for several days.

The wind is blowing hard, and the branches torn by the wind and the dust on the ground are flying all over the sky, drifting around aimlessly. Strong winds mixed with cold air hit head-on, arrogantly grasping the hair of pedestrians and stabbing people's skin like needles, as if to overturn people. The cold "cold spring" suddenly came, and the warmth of more than a month since beginning of spring was suddenly expelled without a trace. Its aggressive posture makes people feel that the world will be swallowed up by the cold forever, and it seems to show people that the bright spring will never come again. However, the pace of the cold raging in late spring can't stop people's expectation of spring strength, and it is an irresistible law that extremes meet. People clearly know that the prelude of spring has already been unveiled. Although there has been a cold air these days, the temperature has dropped by more than ten degrees, but the cold weather will not last long, because the spring of recovery of everything has come to us.

The "cold spring phenomenon" in nature reminds me that people often encounter difficulties and setbacks in their life journey, which is a challenge to people. People should never be shaken and discouraged at this time, but firmly believe that difficulties can be overcome. Comrade Lei Feng once said, "The most difficult time of struggle, that is, when victory comes, is a test for everyone ..." This sentence tells us that the most difficult time of struggle is also the most easily shaken time. Difficulties contain victory, and failure breeds success.

From ancient times to the present, many celebrities are not afraid of difficulties, challenge difficulties and fail many times, but they can always strut against the wind and rain and create stories that will be told through the ages. We often encounter difficulties in our studies, and we also need this kind of courage in our lives, which is not afraid of "cold spring" and firmly believes that victory is ahead. British poet Shelley said, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" Yes, when night comes, can dawn be far behind? If we choose to escape in the face of the night, we will not enjoy the exciting dawn. Only by facing the night and challenging the night, you will surely usher in a brilliant dawn.

At this time, I do my homework in the light. Outside the window, the "cold spring" is in full swing, the sound of rain and the biting cold wind ring alternately, and my hands are trembling with cold. But I already know that the cold of late spring is about to pass, and the spring when flowers are actually in full bloom has entered people's hearts.

The chill of early spring has not yet receded, but there is a strong warm current surging in our campus. A classmate in Class 60/KLOC-0 unfortunately got acute leukemia. Faced with huge medical expenses, his family is at a loss. I seem to see his sallow face full of haggard. The school launched a donation activity for this purpose, and our class responded positively!

We took out different amounts of money from our schoolbags and asked each other, "How much do you donate?" "Haha, not as much as me!" I took out five crumpled red notes and stared at them for a long time. This 500 yuan is not only as simple as money, but also contains my worries and hopes for my sick classmates. I hope he can rekindle his pursuit of life and bravely stand up and fight against the disease. Every student's expression was unusually solemn and quietly handed the money to Mr. Zheng. Soon, the envelope used to hold money was full, and all the blessings of the class were put in it.

The whole grade, even the whole school, as long as they are actually a part of it, they have brought warmth to this classmate. Although that little warmth is subtle, I believe that a stream can also become the sea. One person is cold, two people are lukewarm, three, four, and more and more people are United, and that kind of warmth will be like a beam of light, illuminating his heart and keeping the disease away from us.

Looking up at the sky, I seem to see this gaunt classmate and his parents. When they saw this love, a rare smile appeared on their faces. This makes them more confident and more determined to face the challenge of the disease.

It's still so cold, the northland is frozen and chilly. Looking around, everything is wrapped in silver. Sunlight can't break through cumulus clouds to drive away the north wind, but it hurts your eyes through the snow. In the sky, there is always a catkin-like snow curtain when people look up. It rolls from one place to another, hugs the deep winter snow and freezes into clear ice, attracting passers-by to throw themselves on the ground, but smiling brightly.

There is no spring in Spring City, and it has been like this since childhood. This spring, like a woman to be married, is full of reserve. I will wait until spring opens before taking away the lute that covers my face. The green leaves on the branches are always quietly bred in a piece of snow white, and when the breeze dies down, there will be a wonderful scene of thousands of pear flowers. Surprise people who do morning exercises. Spring in Cheng Chun is always so explosive, and the law of the four seasons' cycle is always so abrupt here. The tender grass has broken its head, and the hand that can stretch out from the pocket is obviously a little cold.

This procrastination in spring is like a frequent visitor on the wine table, pushing a cup for a change, and everyone watching it is drunk. Pushing open the window, it is still the scene of deep winter, but tomorrow is indeed the day of beginning of spring. I've been thinking about how these things are restored. Perhaps the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is like a little girl in the south of the Yangtze River, speaking Wu Nong's soft words and moistening things silently. Unlike spring in the north, it has dispersed and exploded in the air.

Spring has come, and this moment is always exciting. Cangshan Mountain is full of water, with four seasons of spring and autumn. This kind of waiting is unbearable and has a sweetness. It makes people feel tepid and furious, as if looking at a chicken that is about to break its shell and eager to lend a helping hand. The oncoming cold spring makes people smile and pray for a sunny day, clear river and calm sea.

The footsteps of spring are repeated in this way, but Kechun has taken it for granted for a year, as if it were the source of memory. At this time, there is always another cold storm in my heart, just like an unpredictable future and an unpredictable past. Spring is always accompanied by some celebration, some romance, some yearning for some beliefs that you know are illusory but have to make a pilgrimage. Tomorrow, it is the day to eat spring cakes. Perhaps only a touch of cold spring cake is more refreshing and refreshing. It's like standing on a snowy night when I was a child, holding my breath and smiling like a flower.