My paradise composition is 600 words (collection 10)

1: My Paradise Composition 600 words There is a clear stream in front of my house. The stream is singing and dancing every day. Pentium water, rolling white flowers every day, running tirelessly. The water surface is extremely clear, and the water is smooth and symmetrical pebbles. Everything is so beautiful, this is my childhood paradise.

My friends and I play by the stream every day, like happy little fish. We play in the water on the shore. Although we can't fight, we are also very happy. We are happy to catch butterflies, chase grasshoppers and tease tadpoles by the stream. We collect pebbles, catch frogs and play with small fish in the first half of the stream. We only pass through the ankles (the deepest part can only pass through the thighs) ... Our game is very strange.

We dig earthworms and look for bamboo poles and long ropes in the back hill. Put them together, and it becomes our fishing rod. All we need is a small jar and a small bucket filled with excavated earthworms, and we can start our game "fishing up"! We just wait there quietly, and soon there will be prey.

In summer, we will lift our shorts again and then go into the water to catch shrimps and crabs. Step on the pebbles with your feet, walk slowly, carefully observe everything at the bottom of the water with your eyes, put your little hands on the water, catch the shrimps and crabs as soon as possible, and give them to the people on the shore. If it's shrimp, we'll peel it off, tie the meat to a rope and start fishing for crabs. They all like to eat shrimp. The most interesting time was when my foot retreated, a little thing got into my shoe and took it out. I have a lovely crayfish in my hand. The biggest harvest is a female crab, and opening her belly to meet her is a lovely super mini crab, dozens! They are all close to transparency and very cute. We kindly sent the mother crab and her children back to the riverbed.

We didn't leave until it was dark and the adults told us to go home.

The stream is my childhood paradise, a paradise. There is no trouble but joy, and that stream is the scenery that will never fade in my life.

My paradise composition 600 words My paradise is unique to me, though not unique. I will cherish what I once had.

Everyone has a unique childhood, in which. Everyone has his own Little Paradise, and I am no exception. Most of my happy childhood was spent in that paradise-that is my grandmother's yard.

Every happy morning, I just walked out of the house, and the flowers in the yard would smile, as if smiling at me. A breeze blew, and the flowers swayed with the wind, as if to say, "A new day has begun again!" " "Looking at these blooming flowers, I have an indescribable joy in my heart. Pick one gently and look carefully. Look at this flower with pink petals, that flower with yellow flower core, and this cluster of green stems with dew ... The yard in the morning is refreshing.

At noon in summer, the heat is unbearable. I always fidget before taking a nap every day. At this time, grandma always dragged me to a small chair and sat under the tree in front of the door, watching rows of tall banana trees swaying in the wind. Banana leaves dance with the wind, bringing coolness and making people feel happy. Cicada in the tree is singing cheerful songs, which brings carefree to the hot noon.

The yard at night is quiet and beautiful. After dinner, my grandmother and I went for a walk in the garden. In the narrow night sky, only the stars are blinking their bright eyes in the sky. I imagined in the clear moonlight that banana leaves quietly put their arms around fireflies, and flowers whispered to insects in the grass. In order not to disturb them, grandma and I talk less and less every time. So every time I go back to sleep after chatting with my grandmother, I always look back and reluctantly look back. Everything in the small courtyard, in the dim night, seems to be staged one novel story after another.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies. Now, I have grown up and left my grandmother's house, but I still remember every inch of time I spent in her yard. Colorful flowers, tall banana trees and flowers in the garden float in my memory. ...

My Paradise Composition 600 words Everyone has his own paradise, which may be grandpa's yard or the school basketball court. Where is my paradise?

My paradise is a small study, which brings me warmth and happiness. My little study

There is a small table in the room. He is my great hero. He has finished my homework on it for countless nights, consolidated what I learned that day and previewed what I have time to learn the next day. On Sunday, I will draw on a small desk and finish a work I like.

There is a bookcase on my desk, which is my small world for reading. All kinds of books are neatly arranged, including ancient poetry books, fairy tales books, composition books, Four Great Classical Novels ... comic books fascinate me the most. I will stare at the contents carefully and read them carefully. Sometimes I laugh happily, sometimes I frown, as if I were going to cry, and sometimes I sigh deeply, as if I were the protagonist in the book. Everything in the book, every sentence will affect my mood and make me addicted to it. What I read is not a boring comic book, but a great science adventure story. In the Adventures of an uninhabited island, Leo's family drifted to an uninhabited island to survive in stormy weather, and the adventure of being shipwrecked in a battlefield full of crises. Let me know from it: 1, science is power, and knowledge changes fate. Survival depends not only on brute force, but also on wisdom, perseverance and courage. You can't retreat if you have difficulties. If you use science as a weapon, you will overcome everything.

There is also a small yellow bed in my study. Next to the cot are my three toy treasure boxes, Lego, various guns, masks, headsets and transformers. When I am in a bad mood, I will talk to them, pour out my worries and tell my little troubles.

Year after year, this little study accompanied me to grow up, witnessed my experience, and also made me gain knowledge and understand the truth of being a man. Thank you for your little research! Let me have full memories and a happy childhood!

Article 4: My Paradise Composition A 600-word stump looks unremarkable to us, but there is a beautiful microscopic world hidden inside. There are small ants, small beetles walking happily among stumps, and small spiders waiting for their prey to be delivered to their homes on their own nets. In a word, there are many wonderful creatures here, and you will find them if you look closely.

"oh! Come and see what this is. Look! It's the queen ant! " This queen ant is very big, but its worker ants are very poor. There are only three worker ants. I think it must be her first time to settle down, so there are few worker ants. She was surprised when she saw me and ran back to the nest at once. I feel really timid!

I saw some sawdust at the root of the tree. I blew it gently with my mouth and all the sawdust flew away. There is a chubby little meat bug in it. As soon as it saw the light, it grabbed its ass with its short claws. Seeing that it doesn't bite, I am emboldened. I held it in the palm of my hand and observed it carefully. Its head is yellow and its body is white and tender. It looks like a sleeping baby, very cute. I want to see how this bug crawls. I put it on a stake, and it spread itself out and began to climb into its nest. It climbed very fast and soon disappeared.

Now let's take a look at a big guy. This is an Okumo. This spider is strange. It has two sharp corners on its belly, which are very conspicuous. Its teeth are horizontally opposite, and each tooth bends 90 degrees. The pattern on it is gorgeous, as if to say don't mess with me. The more I want to catch this bug, the more I want to catch it. I hit it with a stick first. This bug is really difficult to deal with, but I won't give up, thinking that there is no bug that I can't catch. I wrapped it in a plastic bag and picked it up for careful observation. Wow! It's really beautiful. I think this kind of insect must be rare, and the number must be small. If I want to see this insect again in the future, I will put it back on the big stump.

Nature is so wonderful! While creating us, we have created so many wonderful lives. As long as you observe carefully, you will find these wonderful lives.

When it rains, we can always find the right place, and the study is the world where we read books.

Although the study is not big, it can accommodate six or seven people. There are piles of books here: some are big, like a big bag; Some of them are very small and seem to be only the size of the palm of your hand. Some are thick, like bricks; There is only a thin roll, as if there were only a few sheets of paper. Some covers are colorful, like a rainbow; Some covers are monotonous, as if they had covered the book with a layer of black smoke. A small bed made of wood with a cushion on it and a small table beside it. There are many pens on the desk, which seems to last me a lifetime. There are many books in the desk drawer, and each book is beautiful.

We like to sit barefoot on the ground and read happily, and our faces reveal the joy of books. In the paradise of books, we laughed. In every corner of heaven, the only thing we can hear is laughter, and the only thing we can feel is joy. Now in the paradise of books, I dug out a seemingly insignificant book from the bookcase, sat on the ground, slowly opened the book and began to read. In this way, I walked into the ocean of words and made many friends in books. When I read the fable, I understood a lot of truth. Fables like Waiting for a Rabbit and Paradox also make me laugh. From a picture and a chapter in the forest newspaper, I imagine that this may be the joy of returning to the earth in spring, the cry of summer coming, the joy of returning in autumn, and the smile of snowy winter. In a word, a short book will sharpen your imagination.

My favorite books are books about school stories, such as Naughty Ma Xiaotiao. The book tells the story of what happened in Ma Xiaotiao school, which is very lively and interesting. In this book, Ma Xiaotiao and his deskmate often have arguments. I think my deskmate and I will have an argument, but we made up the next day. What a deskmate enemy. I couldn't help laughing at the funny things that happened between them. In the paradise of books, laughter and words Qi Fei …

There are no toys or electronic products, but you can have a lot of fun in books.

Chapter 6: My Paradise Composition 600 words Today, we didn't go back to our hometown during the Spring Festival, but stayed at home, reading books and playing games every day. One day, I turned to the previous photos, so I opened the photo album and found the photos we went out to play in these years. After seeing so many photos, I remember. I seem to have entered a "paradise", a happy harbor.

Looking Up is a photo of us when we went to the grassland and the Great Wall. The continuous plain, like a calm ocean, stretches under the sky, and we run around on this endless emerald carpet. And my picture standing on the Great Wall like a dragon is about to fly.

Look Down is a photo of our trip to Chengdu and Jiuzhaigou. We came to Kuanzhai Lane, eating and drinking, talking and laughing. I also wrote a star film and won a toy car! The focus is on the photos of Jiuzhaigou, which are so beautiful and strange. Pearl beach, rhinoceros lake, Nuorilang Waterfall, virgin forest, the colors of every place are so ever-changing. Among them, the water falling from the Pearl Beach is as crystal clear as pearls, and there is the spectacular Nuorilang Waterfall, where The Journey to the West filmed. We also climbed the virgin forest at an altitude of more than 3 100 meters. Those trees that have grown for many years are so scary and spectacular! We breathe the purest air with excitement and happiness.

Look to the left is a photo of us going to crescent spring and desert. We climbed the highest Mingsha Mountain and stood on it to take pictures. It's really an endless sand mountain, with monotonous yellow everywhere. We lay on the hot beach, and the breeze was blowing gently. Looking at the crescent spring lying quietly in the desert for thousands of years, the water is still so transparent and clear. I am deeply moved and extremely happy!

Finally, when we went to the seaside, there were photos of us building sand on the beach, playing games and watching the sunrise in the morning. Another happy memory!

I think this photo album is really like a "paradise", storing my former happiness, just like a small park, attracting me because I can find happiness in it.

Article 7: My Paradise Composition 600 words Although my paradise is not unique, it is unique to me. I will cherish what I once had.

Everyone has a unique childhood, in which. Everyone has his own Little Paradise, and I am no exception. Most of my happy childhood was spent in that paradise-that is my grandmother's yard.

Every happy morning, I just walked out of the house, and the flowers in the yard would smile, as if smiling at me. A breeze blew, and the flowers swayed with the wind, as if to say, "A new day has begun again!" " "Looking at these blooming flowers, I have an indescribable joy in my heart. Pick one gently and look carefully. Look at this flower with pink petals, that flower with yellow flower core, and this cluster of green stems with dew ... The yard in the morning is refreshing.

At noon in summer, the heat is unbearable. I always fidget before taking a nap every day. At this time, grandma always dragged me to a small chair and sat under the tree in front of the door, watching rows of tall banana trees swaying in the wind. Banana leaves dance with the wind, bringing coolness and making people feel happy. Cicada in the tree is singing cheerful songs, which brings carefree to the hot noon.

The yard at night is quiet and beautiful. After dinner, my grandmother and I went for a walk in the garden. In the narrow night sky, only the stars are blinking their bright eyes in the sky. I imagined in the clear moonlight that banana leaves quietly put their arms around fireflies, and flowers whispered to insects in the grass. In order not to disturb them, grandma and I talk less and less every time. So every time I go back to sleep after chatting with my grandmother, I always look back and reluctantly look back. Everything in the small courtyard, in the dim night, seems to be staged one novel story after another.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies. Now, I have grown up and left my grandmother's house, but I still remember every inch of time I spent in her yard. Colorful flowers, tall banana trees and flowers in the garden float in my memory. ...

Article 8: My paradise composition mentions "paradise" in 600 words. Amusement parks and clubs may be your first thought. But my "paradise" is very different from these. If I say it, you may not believe it, because my heaven is my bed.

To tell the truth, I am not a boy who loves to sleep. I get up at 6: 30 every day at school, and the rest day is 8: 00 at the latest. But you must ask, "How can a bed be your paradise?" To tell the truth, my bed is double-decked, the lower layer is used for sleeping, and the upper layer does not sleep. When I have nothing to do, I will go to the second floor, or read books or draw pictures. Of course, when my friend comes, I'll invite him to the second floor.

We chatted and worked together in bed, and of course we were very happy. We sometimes play "pillow fights", that is, we attack each other with pillows to satisfy our naughty hearts. We sometimes play "be kind to animals" to arouse our sympathy. In fact, "treating animals" is not treating real animals, but letting the puppet animals on my bed simulate injuries and then "treating". Although it's just pretending to cure diseases, it can still satisfy us. There are many dolls on my bed, and each doll has a name, such as "Little Black" and "Little White". They have cats, dogs and elephants. Although they are just dolls and can't move by themselves, we occasionally make up some "animal scripts" to make them alive.

I sometimes take out my treasured photo album, sit on the bed, enjoy it with my friends and tell them what I have seen and heard. I will also take out my "treasures" and talk about the origin of each "treasure".

Friends will be reluctant to leave and want to continue playing. I thought: this should be the magic of my bed!

As time goes by, I climb fewer bunk beds upstairs, and gradually I don't have to look at my "baby", but I still look at my animal dolls from time to time and talk to them about my heart.

I believe that my wonderful time in heaven will remain in my memory forever.

My Paradise Composition 600 words I once had a very beautiful paradise where I often played with my friends. This place is my old garden.

I remember that my friends and I used to come to this garden when we were free, but every time those big sisters didn't come until they finished their homework on weekends. This paradise left us unforgettable memories. Needless to say, there are tall trees in this paradise. Needless to say, the grass is green. Even a small wintersweet tree has unlimited fun.

Once, we put some tiny branches on the Chimonanthus praecox tree, and then found a brand to attract investment, and supported the inclined brand with Chimonanthus praecox branches. Then, we take shelter from the rain under this sign. A sister covered half of another Chimonanthus praecox branch with mud and painted it on the supported Chimonanthus praecox branch. Another sister said, "Let's roast the whole lamb." I said, "Sister, you are so humorous." My friends and I are still in this garden. We feel bored, so we have to put clover, some weeds and uncooked rice on the tile, and then we will chop the clover with another tile. At this time, rice will become tiny beads, and finally, we will pour it into the soil to make fertilizer.

One night, there was a power outage at home, so I had to play in the garden. Then I looked at the ground, huh? Isn't that Hook? So I called her to my garden. Suddenly, I felt that a place was very bright, and I began to wonder, is it light or the moon? It suddenly occurred to me that the power was out. I looked up and thought the moon was really bright tonight. I thought: then there will be fewer stars. It's time to test our eyesight. So I asked Hook to count the stars with me. ......

But all this has become a memory ... I always thought this happy time would last forever. But the happy time is always so short, I can't stop and run slowly. Every time I dream, I dream that I am playing with my friends in the garden, and laughter echoes in the sky ... How much I should love my garden, because there is a deep friendship left by my friends in the garden.

10: My Paradise Composition 600 words My paradise is in my home, and there is a park near our home. There, I have many interesting childhood stories, where I can enjoy them to my heart's content ... That park has brought me endless happiness and good memories.

That park has different scenery in four seasons-spring, it is full of vitality; In summer, trees are shaded; Autumn is fruitful; In winter, it is covered with snow. Entering from the gate of the park is like entering a whole new world. I often play on the hillside of that park because I can see the whole park there. The breeze is blowing, winding up the mountain along the winding gravel road. There are some wild fruits on the mountain. There is a very small fruit that grows on the grass and is purple-black. It's delicious. I heard that fruits can also be dyed, but I don't know the name of the fruit. There are peach trees, pear trees and so on in the mountains. The mountain is not high, and it will climb up soon. From there, as far as you can see, you can see the real mountains in the distance.

Turn over the broken bricks or dirt, and you can also find earthworms, where earthworms are very clever. I can also dig up a mustard tuber there. The ground is full of flowers, and there is a large area of wild Guizijiang, which is very high. Yellow flowers stand out among the green leaves. You won't let me open them, and I won't let your flowers bloom. Although it is very tall, its ginger is not very big, a little smaller than the ginger we eat. I used to dig in autumn, and it was difficult to dig because its ginger was too deep to dig. I had a hard time digging it out. Of course, you have to have skills to find this thing, but I don't know.

Since I entered junior high school, my studies have become heavier, and I rarely go there again, but all the anecdotes that happened there are in my heart and printed in my mind. This is the most beautiful and interesting place in my childhood, and this is my paradise!