Read and write composition, sweep the snow on campus

1. composition of sweeping snow at school Lei Feng once said: It is not difficult to do good deeds, but it is difficult to do good deeds all your life. There is no big or small difference in good things, and they all seem to be trivial things. As long as it is beneficial to others, it is a good thing.

Go to school, I went to school. It just snowed and it was very cold, so the snow didn't melt. There is snow everywhere in the yard. In order to facilitate pedestrians to walk, the teacher decided to sweep the snow with his classmates. I robbed a bucket, and my classmate was unhappy. He said unhappily, "You hit my bucket, me and the teacher!" " "This startled me, and I gave it to him at once. The snow is really hard. I can't sweep without hard work, so I sweep and sweep desperately. Although the weather is very cold, I am still sweating. I asked my classmate to give me a bottle of water to drink. He came over and said, "There is only one bottle left." I said, "then you drink. "So, I swept and swept desperately. Finally, I woke up the sleeping trees in winter and they became radiant. Although I am very tired, I am very happy because I have done a good deed.

The first time I tasted the fatigue of the cleaning staff, I just did a little thing, but I cried very tired. What about the cleaner? No matter day or night, I have tirelessly stuck to my job, getting up early and greedy for the dark, making Bo more beautiful and moving. Ah, you are great!

I love the cleaner, her obscurity, her unrequited love, her obscurity and her dribs and drabs. ...

2. Look at pictures and write in grade one, and three children sweep the snow. At night, Snow Girl made a fun-filled trip around the world while people were sleeping. In the morning, people were fascinated by Snow Girl's magnificent masterpiece: on the bare value, there were beautiful white flowers blooming on the floor; Rows of sentences upstairs are covered with silver ornaments. The wide roads and small yards are covered with thick white carpets. They are all wrapped in silver and very beautiful.

Xiaogang enjoyed the beautiful scenery outside the window while eating breakfast. Suddenly, he remembered uncle Zhang, a soldier's family member. Uncle Zhang is over 60 years old and his wife has already passed away. His eldest daughter married abroad, and his youngest son joined the army as a cadre. He stayed in Xinjiang for 10 years. Now uncle Zhang is at home alone, and the snow is so deep that it is not convenient to walk. What if he falls? Hey! By the way, I'll find some people to sweep the snow for him.

Thought of here, Xiaogang quickly put down his chopsticks and braved the snow to find Xiao Min, Xiao Li and Ding Xiao. When he talked about sweeping the snow for Uncle Zhang, everyone jumped for joy. They came to Uncle Zhang's yard with brooms and shovels, gently pushed open the door and began to work quietly.

The heavy snow covered the path and flooded the front steps, so they began to sweep in through the courtyard gate. The path was exposed and they swept along it to the door. Xiao Gang and Xiao Min swept the snow on both sides without saying a word, while Ding Xiao and Xiao Li followed behind and piled the snow on the roadside. Soon, they swept to the front steps. Xiaogang once again gently told everyone, "Keep your voice down and don't disturb Uncle Zhang."

They finally cleared the snow in the yard and were preparing to go out. When they heard the noise in the house, they were afraid of being discovered by Uncle Zhang and immediately hid behind the door. The door creaked open and a burly uncle Zhang came out with a broom. It seems that he is about to sweep the snow, but when he sees it, where is the snow? Looking around with wide eyes, I finally discovered this "secret". He smiled and said, "Little Lei Feng, come out quickly!" Xiaogang and others rushed out of the back door, vying to say hello to Uncle Zhang. "Thank you!" Uncle Zhang said. "You're welcome, this is what we should do." Xiao Gang and others waved and ran away, leaving a string of small footprints outside the door.

In the morning, before I got up, I heard my mother say it was snowing outside. I quickly got up and climbed up the window and saw that it was snowing outside.

Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. However, such beautiful snow also has a disadvantage, that is, if it is not shoveled off the road, people may fall when walking on it. So, my father said to me, "Son, we must shovel the snow on the road to the side of the road, so that everyone can rest assured." I nodded and said, "OK, let's start now!" "

So we took out two tools from home, a shovel and a broom. Dad gave me the broom and he took the shovel himself. We began to clear the snow in front of our house. Dad shoveled snow in front, and I swept snow on the road behind.

I vigorously swept the residual snow on the ground. Sweeping and sweeping, I think it's a pity that so much snow has been swept into the fields by the roadside. Why can't I make a snowman with these snows? Kill two birds with one stone! I began to clear the snow in the middle. Then, sweep the snow in the distance and sweep it into a pile. It snowed harder and harder, and I began to snowball. Snow can bring endless fun and laughter, but after the falling of snowflakes all over the sky, it ushered in a disturbing but happy and interesting snow sweeping. With shovels, brooms and other tools, everyone went to their mission site and worked energetically. Their faces were flushed, their hands and feet were numb and they were panting. However, in the process of sweeping the snow, everyone's smiling face and happy laughter were left, which gradually dissipated in the white snow.

Sweeping snow is a matter of course, a responsibility and an obligation. I came to school with my teacher. Classmate, you swept the snow at the door with a broom. When I saw the snow on the playground, I couldn't help thinking that when I was in primary school, I looked forward to it every winter. After the snow, you can run around and even roll in the snow. At that time, parents and teachers never seemed to interfere in our activities. In the morning, we will drag shovels and brooms from home to school to sweep snow, make snowmen and have snowball fights. After class, I will also write a composition about sweeping snow with true feelings. But what about our children now? But I can only look at the snow and have no fun playing with it. My parents don't allow me to play at home, let alone accompany me. In school, safety comes first, safety comes first. It seems that children always lose a lot of fun because of safety problems. Because of safety problems, the fun of playing with snow has also been lost. Thank you, this snow has brought me great joy. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. I'll talk to my classmates next time. The teacher sweeps the snow together. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. I'll talk to my classmates next time. The teacher sweeps together. I really feel sorry for my classmates who didn't go down to sweep the snow. ...

Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. Snow represents sadness, romance, elegance in leisure and charm in cold. I love snow, its whiteness, its tranquility, its nobility, its elegance and nobility. Snow is my soul, a portrayal of my personality, charming but not vulgar, quiet and elegant, it purifies the air.

4. composition of sweeping snow at school Lei Feng once said: It is not difficult to do good deeds, but it is difficult to do good deeds all one's life. There is no big or small difference in good things, and they all seem to be trivial things. As long as it is beneficial to others, it is a good thing.

Go to school, I went to school. It just snowed and it was very cold, so the snow didn't melt. There is snow everywhere in the yard. In order to facilitate pedestrians to walk, the teacher decided to sweep the snow with his classmates. I robbed a bucket, and my classmate was unhappy. He said unhappily, "You hit my bucket, me and the teacher!" " "This startled me, and I gave it to him at once. The snow is really hard. I can't sweep without hard work, so I sweep and sweep desperately. Although the weather is very cold, I am still sweating. I asked my classmate to give me a bottle of water to drink. He came over and said, "There is only one bottle left." I said, "then you drink. "So, I swept and swept desperately. Finally, I woke up the sleeping trees in winter and they became radiant. Although I am very tired, I am very happy because I have done a good deed.

The first time I tasted the fatigue of the cleaning staff, I just did a little thing, but I cried very tired. What about the cleaner? No matter day or night, I have tirelessly stuck to my job, getting up early and greedy for the dark, making Bo more beautiful and moving. Ah, you are great!

I love the cleaner, her obscurity, her unrequited love, her obscurity and her dribs and drabs. ...

How to write snow in the fifth grade school is a wonderful thing. In the folk, snow is regarded as a sign, which indicates good weather, abundant crops, good luck and happiness in the coming year.

Snow can bring endless fun and excitement, but after flying all over the sky, it ushered in a disturbing but happy and interesting snow sweeping. A large group of people strode to the task site with tools such as shovels and brooms. They worked energetically, their faces were red, their hands and feet were numb and they were panting. However, in the process of sweeping the snow, everyone's smiling face and happy laughter were left, which gradually dissipated in the white snow.

Sweeping snow is a matter of course, a responsibility and an obligation. I came to school with my teachers and classmates. You swept away the snow at the door with a broom. When I saw the snow on the playground, I couldn't help thinking that when I was in primary school, I looked forward to it every winter. After the snow, you can run around and even roll in the snow. At that time, parents and teachers never seemed to interfere in our activities. In the morning, we will drag shovels and brooms from home to school to sweep snow, make snowmen and have snowball fights. After class, I will also write a composition about sweeping snow with true feelings. But what about our children now? But I can only look at the snow and have no fun playing with it. My parents don't allow me to play at home, let alone accompany me. In school, safety comes first, safety comes first. It seems that children always lose a lot of fun because of safety problems. Because of safety problems, the fun of playing with snow has also been lost. Thank you, this snow has brought me great joy. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. Next time I will sweep the snow with my classmates and teachers. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. I will clean with my classmates and teachers next time. I really feel sorry for my classmates who didn't go down to sweep the snow …

Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. Snow represents sadness, romance, elegance in leisure and charm in cold. I love snow, its whiteness, its tranquility, its nobility, its elegance and nobility. Snow is my soul, a portrayal of my personality, charming but not vulgar, quiet and elegant, it purifies the air.

Through this snow sweeping, my classmates and teachers have become more harmonious, and I understand that we should all help each other.

6. How to write the diary of sweeping snow on campus? Snow is a wonderful thing. In the folk, snow is regarded as a sign, which indicates good weather, abundant crops, good luck and happiness in the coming year.

Snow can bring endless fun and excitement, but after flying all over the sky, it ushered in a disturbing but happy and interesting snow sweeping. A large group of people strode to the task site with tools such as shovels and brooms. They worked energetically, their faces were red, their hands and feet were numb and they were panting. However, in the process of sweeping the snow, everyone's smiling face and happy laughter were left, which gradually dissipated in the white snow.

Sweeping snow is a matter of course, a responsibility and an obligation. I came to school with my teachers and classmates. You swept away the snow at the door with a broom. When I saw the snow on the playground, I couldn't help thinking that when I was in primary school, I looked forward to it every winter. After the snow, you can run around and even roll in the snow. At that time, parents and teachers never seemed to interfere in our activities. In the morning, we will drag shovels and brooms from home to school to sweep snow, make snowmen and have snowball fights. After class, I will also write a composition about sweeping snow with true feelings. But what about our children now? But I can only look at the snow and have no fun playing with it. My parents don't allow me to play at home, let alone accompany me. In school, safety comes first, safety comes first. It seems that children always lose a lot of fun because of safety problems. Because of safety problems, the fun of playing with snow has also been lost. Thank you, this snow has brought me great joy. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. Next time I will sweep the snow with my classmates and teachers. When we came into the house after sweeping the snow, we were all soaked. I will clean with my classmates and teachers next time. I really feel sorry for my classmates who didn't go down to sweep the snow …

Snow is as white, soft and beautiful as goose feathers falling from the sky. Snow represents sadness, romance, elegance in leisure and charm in cold. I love snow, its whiteness, its tranquility, its nobility, its elegance and nobility. Snow is my soul, a portrayal of my personality, charming but not vulgar, quiet and elegant, it purifies the air.

Through this snow sweeping, my classmates and teachers have become more harmonious, and I understand that we should all help each other.

7. Write a picture of three children sweeping snow. On Saturday morning, Xiaogang quickly got dressed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, ate breakfast in a hurry and went out to play. As soon as he opened the door, Xiaogang saw the white snow blanket on the ground at a glance. He was so happy because he could have a snowball fight with his friends again.

However, Xiaogang slipped on the ground before walking a few steps on the white snow blanket, and even his hat was gone.

Xiao Gang struggled to get up in pain. He found a hat, picked it up and put it on his head. He felt the pain and thought: If you slip after the snow, others will slip if you are not careful. In order to avoid accidents, I'd better sweep the snow clean.

So Xiaogang took a broom from home and began to sweep the snow carefully. One minute, two minutes, three minutes ... I don't know how long it took. Xiaogang finally swept a clean road and turned the swept snow into a snowy mountain. Look, he is so tired that he is sweating all over, but he doesn't even bother to wipe the sweat.

Thinking that neighbors will praise themselves when they see clean streets, and that uncle Wang next door no longer has to worry about slipping on the snow, Xiaogang secretly smiled.

8. Snowing children look at pictures and write down the contents about snow. In winter, goose feather-like snowflakes fall from the sky. Snowflakes, like white cotton wool, like dandelions blown off by the wind, like small white flowers scattered by angels, quietly float to every corner of the earth.

When I arrived at school in the morning, I saw a house with a white hat, a tree with a white cotton-padded jacket and a large white carpet on the ground. Although the snow scene is beautiful, too thick snow will make us inconvenient to walk and easy to slip. Therefore, the students voluntarily picked up brooms, shovels, dustpans and so on. And came to the school gate to sweep the snow. We shovel the snow to both sides of the road with shovels, and then clean up the remaining snow with brooms and dustpans. Although we are all shivering with cold and our ears are red with cold, our hearts are warm when we look at our clean school gate.

In this snowy day, we are no longer cold, because the warmth of unity and friendship and the enthusiasm of helping others warm everyone's heart. ...

9. The composition about sweeping snow in school is 450 words. There was a heavy snow last night, and the campus was covered with heavy snow, which was particularly enchanting. Under the guidance of the teacher, we walked into the campus and started the battle of sweeping snow.

Everyone worked in full swing, and some students tried their best, holding iron poles and pushing their heads, and with a click, a piece of snow was shoveled down. Some students sweated profusely, took off their cotton-padded jackets and threw them aside to continue their work. Someone's fingers are worn out, so they can only suck them into their mouths and continue shoveling snow. The whole campus is filled with the sound of "jingling" snow removal, which is very lively. You see, there is a male student with a short-handled shovel, chopping hard snow. Several sit-ups, there are several deep impressions. He shook his sour arm, rolled up his sleeves and planted the top of the iron stirrup in the impression. He pressed down hard again, but the snow did not move. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, held the handle with both hands and shouted, "Get up!" " At the same time, I tried my best to pry, and finally I pried out the snow as big as a table. Several male students volunteered to set up a "temporary transport team". I saw them standing side by side in a row, inserting iron bars into the bottom of the snowdrift and shouting "one, two, three!" " "He gave a hard push.

The uncles and aunts who passed by the school gate saw that our pampered "little emperors" and "little princesses" could move snow like ants, and they all cast favorable eyes.

10. Sweeping Snow Composition: When I got to school, the school had been carved with snow, jade and silver. Suddenly, a classmate caught my eye. He said, "The teacher has an order to go to class and clean up all the snow in the environmental area." I rushed into the classroom, put down my schoolbag and went to "support my teammates". In the environmental area, I was fascinated by the current scenery. The doddering tree in the school was covered with snow. The branches kept shaking in the snow. The students all use shovels, brooms, brooms and buckets to fight against the "enemy". We are like four armies against a reactionary. It constitutes a "snow sweeping map". Reminds me of the poem "Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees". I looked down, "hey! Where are my people? " So I was already there, and I was still standing there intact. I picked up the broom and officially joined the ranks of "fighting".

The "Snow Sweeping Army" rushed forward in a mighty way. The crowd is buzzing. Hey! I didn't expect this seemingly vulnerable "enemy" to be invincible today, as if to test our patience! My teammates and I fought bravely and "destroyed" the "enemies" falling from the sky again and again. We made great efforts to integrate them and let our "dustpan soldiers" clean the battlefield. The "teammates" are in full swing, and they are sweating like that. Not to be outdone, the "broom soldiers" stepped forward and gathered some "enemies" together. Everyone rushed to grab this "big fat". The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but we still take the lead and endure the cold to fight the enemy. Some people hold them in their hands, some use dustpans, and some use buckets. Anyway, the "teammates" tried their best to destroy the "enemy". Can you believe it? Zou Jiabao, our strongman, always rushed ahead and devoted himself to "fighting". Yang Jing, our soldier, always tried his best to wipe out the "enemy" better.

And our mainstay, Zhang Yixin, who is a "hero" among us. He won't give up, he won't be too dirty and he's not afraid of being tired. Even if he can bear a little cold, he will "fight to the end". There are also many "female soldiers" cheering for us. Everyone has a long way to go, and unity is strength. Somehow, the snow is getting smaller and smaller. Is the strength of our unity and hard work condensed into a warm current, melting the ice and snow? After dozens of minutes of heroic fighting, the task was finally completed and the enemy was destroyed. Back in the classroom, the "teammates" were all exhausted, but the joy of success was written on everyone's face.