Write a composition of 600 words.

1 When spring comes with her unique new green, it is really fascinating;

When spring comes with her unique warmth and tide, it can also make people lose their souls.

Spring is definitely a canvas full of life.

New green, light green, bright green, green, green eyes, tender our eyes. There is still a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink and a little bit of purple, which twinkles like stars and makes us shine at the moment.

So, I started walking in spring.

Stepping on her soft soil, I realized that the hotbed of life can be so flat. As long as the old man floats by in the season, all the sleeping seeds can be bred here, giving life a changing posture.

Spring is definitely a picture full of vitality.

Whether it is out of the ground or in bud; Whether it is stretching slowly or flowing slowly; Whether they are silent or whispering, as long as the old people in the season open the curtain of spring, they will show the magical vitality of nature here in their own unique way.

So, I began to wander in spring.

Covered with gentle and lovely spring scenery, let the slight fragrance wind blow. You will realize that the breath of spring actually contains one of the most touching tenderness. I also think that nature is a strange mother. She chose to breed all kinds of life at the end of winter when everything was depressed, and let them embrace each other in the most tender and lovely first spring, bringing infinite vitality to the world.

Spring is also a gallery, showing the magic of life.

You see, every life has its specific form, and every specific form contains specific life information. Regardless of height, everyone has to go through the process of birth, aging, illness and death, and there are childish and mature seasons. Whether striking or plain, we should complete a feat of life in our own specific living space and along that specific seasonal trajectory. Whether it is famous or not, whether it was born in a rich home or grew up in a barren sand, everything that germinated in spring has written an ode to life with all its enthusiasm and unique way.

This is spring, because the chorus of life was born here, and I really feel a magical beauty.

There are studies on earthworms in biology, some of which involve a simple experiment. Is to put earthworms on rough paper and smooth glass plate respectively and observe the movement of earthworms. Unlike most people's imagination, earthworms can move happily on rough paper, but they can't move on glass plates.

Why is this? Because the rough paper provides a fulcrum for the bristles, it can help the bristles to move better and support the body, which is convenient for them to move forward faster. Isn't this our life? The pursuit of the smooth road will make us feel smooth but boring, and will make us lose our fighting spirit and determination, so that we can only stay where we are like earthworms without motivation. On the contrary, the difficulties and setbacks we resist are our true friends on the way forward. We may have broken our hearts in suffering, but all kinds of blows will always make us grow. An eagle that has experienced wind and rain can fight in the sky, but a chicken hiding in a low shed will never know how light it is to fly. Taking a different road without looking back, most people can't understand all the joys and sorrows in other people's lives, but judge whether this person is happy or not by how much suffering he has. This is not right. The baseline of happiness is changeable, and it is the goal you pursue with all your enthusiasm and energy. When you reach the other shore, you will be happy, even if you need to cross the Qian Shan. Others only see the tortured tears, but ignore the soul that is gradually perfected and strengthened from the tears.

When I was a child, I always heard my parents say to the children who got out from under the table, "Be careful, don't knock your head." In fact, however, only when they really have a headache will they know how to lean out with their heads down carefully next time. Experience and practice can gain true knowledge. Most people will believe what they have experienced personally, so many parents force us to explore the experience ourselves in the future. What really makes us grow up is by no means being careful about this and not doing that. Only after experience can we understand, and because we know, we reserve more energy to get happiness. This is why there is a rainbow after the storm.

Therefore, we should be grateful for suffering. Suffering is the fulcrum of life, with a heart that is not pessimistic and does not give up to support us to move forward and gain real wisdom.

3 Zhu Yi

It has been raining for a long time, and I feel a little disgusted. Why is it always so cold in winter? I think, teeth make everything give in! Maybe winter is really strong.

I looked out of the window. What a beautiful bamboo shadow painting! My heart began to become calm, green, a quiet miracle!

The rain gradually stopped, and the bamboo forest after the rain was so beautiful! I really feel a little green, as if she is showing off, so beautiful!

I stepped gently into the quiet bamboo forest on the beach for fear of disturbing all the tranquility in the forest. I stroked the bamboo. It was so cold that I was not shy at all. Bamboo's tall, straight and hard body and soft, dark green leaves still smile and stand firm even in the severe winter. It seems that in an instant, I feel that the winter has become weak, turned into a defeated soldier and gave in.

Is this a fairyland? Or heaven? She showed it in the most beautiful posture, and all the green was in it. The wind is so gentle, the sky is so beautiful, everything, I like it very much, and I like this hopeful feeling very much.

"After several storms, it is not easy to bend. The four seasons are still green, not fighting with the group! "

For a long time, I have been intoxicated by this bamboo-green shadow. I was intoxicated and brought into this infinite green. ...

The arrival of winter always brings such a desperate color, but in the bamboo forest, the beautiful green that makes people feel comfortable instantly brings hope-the green shadow is still there! I like her so much, her sacred and unyielding beauty. ...

An ordinary cylinder with a red coat and an "antenna" on its head is a candle.

Candles are very common things, I believe everyone has seen them! Very cheap, all over the world. You must be surprised to see this. Candles are too common. Why should I bother to introduce them? Indeed, the candle is very common, but its spirit of silently paying for others deeply attracts me. It lights itself up, illuminates others and asks for nothing in return. Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the cultivators of the motherland's flowers, the pillars of the motherland, and the teachers who silently pay for us. The teacher comes back to school early every day, teaching us the truth of being a man and imparting us rich knowledge. Everyone says that the teacher is a gardener and a bright light in the vast sea of people. But I want to say that the teacher is a candle. "One day as a teacher, life as a father." Teachers cultivate the flowers of the motherland with hard work and sweat, and let us become contributors to the motherland. We are never selfish and ask for nothing in return. If there is no teacher in life, just like there is no candle in power failure, life will fall into darkness. At this time, I remembered an ancient poem I recited last semester: silkworms in spring should spin until they die, and candles should drain the wick every night. This sentence is perfect for teachers. Teachers insist on attending classes until they are white-haired, just like candles, sacrificing themselves to illuminate others. Candle, it is so ordinary and so great. In the future, I will also pay for the society silently and selflessly like a candle!

Cows are ordinary, but they are also great.

A cow has a diagonal on its head, slender limbs, strong body and slender tail. Young and strong cows can pull plows, cows can produce milk, cowhide can make shoes, and beef can be eaten. It can be seen everywhere in the countryside. Cattle gave their lives to people, but died silently in a corner of the cowshed, asking for nothing in return. No one will notice the death of a cow, and no one will remember what it did for us after it died. Cows are like this, born in obscurity in the world, left in obscurity, but left many things to people. But it never asks for anything, just a pile of hay and a cowshed.

This unknown cow reminds me of similar people in my life. Farmers, factory workers and school teachers work in obscurity like cows, asking for nothing in return. Without them, how can society continue to exist? Without farmers, people will have no food and vegetables to eat; Without workers, there would be no tall buildings; Students can't learn knowledge without teachers.

Dear cow, it is diligent, hardworking and selfless in obscurity.

6 shell life

Pearl is the glory of life brewed by a shell after suffering. Life is like a shell, and shells live. Yes, just like your mother.

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My father who came back from a business trip brought a pearl necklace to my mother who came back from a business trip. Looking at the big ivory pearls on it, my thoughts suddenly returned to the time I spent in Beihai that summer vacation.

"pearls are round particles produced in the shells of some mollusks (such as mussels), which are milky white or yellowish and shiny. It is formed by the pathological changes in this kind of animals or the entry of sand grains and microorganisms from outside into their shells. Used as an ornament ... "Looking at the motionless shells in the water, listening to the staff's detailed explanation of pearls and shells. They are neither biology teachers nor biologists, but they know a lot. I listened to his explanation with great interest, imagining in my mind that these shells were struggling in pain. After a period of time, beautiful pearls will be bred in their bodies, and I suddenly feel a little sad and sad. Maybe it's pity for these little creatures. So I stopped listening, turned and walked outside the pearl factory, staring at the sea. The pain of the shell is stuck in my heart like a small stone. However, with the passage of time, that memory was gradually forgotten. Looking at this necklace now, my memory is gradually coming back.

Look at the happy mother's face wearing a necklace. Although it is still so gentle and beautiful, it is no longer so radiant. The passage of time, the torture of disease, in front of this strong woman who has been running around for many years, mercilessly carved a mark. A mother can't see her children all day, can't enjoy the warmth of her family, and runs around the land of her motherland alone. I don't know how much pain she has experienced and endured in recent years. To be sure, my mother must be a successful woman, although she doesn't earn as much money as Bill Gates. Mom is very successful and great. There are two children at home, which is doomed from the beginning. In today's society, if you want your brother's family to live a happy life, your mother's responsibility is much heavier. My mother is a strong person. From Shaanxi TV Station to Phoenix TV Station, and then to Shanghai Wenguang, my mother went to Shanghai from xi 'an to work hard. With her own strength and love for her family, she kept moving forward. Those feet have gone through most corners of the motherland and many parts of the world, and my mother has never stopped trying. Loneliness can't make her shrink back, and illness can't stop her. How many times, watching my mother leave alone with luggage, that figure is taller and stronger than Valkyria. As time goes by, every effort of my mother is like a pearl, shining with undiminished brilliance in my memory.

Today's mother, who has just experienced the torture of lumbar hyperosteogeny, went home during a short sick leave, in order to give her children the maternal love they didn't get, and also to let her tired heart rest at home for a while. In fact, my mother's running is the embodiment of maternal love, so I don't know. A string of pearl necklaces string together our memories, just like mother's love and her dedication. Think about it this way, how appropriate this necklace is for mom! Mother is like that shell, hiding her home in it and guarding it with love. Once there is any difficulty, she wants to come in, and the love that wraps everything will turn the difficulty into a pearl. Mother used her own pain to make life and love create ordinary and extraordinary miracles.

My mother used her own experience to tell me the meaning of real strength and suffering to life. I will never forget my mother's back, like a pearl brewed with a shell and shining life.

Life is like a shell, and shells live. Yes, just like your mother.

Chalk praise

There is a lot of chalk on the table in front of the blackboard. These chalks are almost at the end of their lives, and some are even too small to mention. Ding Lingling, the bell rang, and the students rushed to their seats, straightened their chests and waited for the teacher to arrive. The teacher strode in, put the papers on the table and began the class. The teacher picked up a piece of chalk just enough to hold and turned to write for us from the blackboard. Sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic and chalk turned into white granular objects, left their marks on the blackboard, and then disappeared a little. "Borrowing things is better than people, supporting things to express our ambition", when this little piece of chalk wrote the last word for us, taught us the last knowledge and completed its last task, it disappeared. From this small piece of chalk, what a great quality is reflected. That is-dedication.

Gezi

I like pigeons. Pigeons have white feathers, a small white head, a red mouth and round eyes. They look so cute. Pigeons are not only good-looking, but also have a specialty-delivering letters for mankind! In ancient times, when the traffic was inconvenient, people used pigeons to deliver letters; Especially the news of the frontal war is conveyed by this little pigeon! Whether it is windy, rainy or hot, they try their best to fly to their destination and successfully deliver the letter to people. Even if they die on the road, they have no complaints!

"Now the postman is not a pigeon? ! "I can't help but think so. These postmen work tirelessly on the road from morning till night. Their backpacks contain a lot of letters, which should be delivered to the people from door to door accurately. Whether in a thunderstorm, the rain wet their clothes, or in the hot summer, sweat flows through their cheeks, and the postmen persist without regrets. Isn't this the spirit of pigeons?

I admire the quality of pigeons, and I admire the postman with pigeon spirit. It is they who ride bicycles, regardless of distance and bumps, to deliver letters to remote villages; It is because they neglected to reunite with their families during the Chinese New Year and sent letters of blessing to thousands of families in the biting cold wind. . . . . . I can't help saying to the postman, "Thank you! Thank you! "

cattle

Cows are ordinary, but they are also great.

A cow has a diagonal on its head, slender limbs, strong body and slender tail. Young and strong cows can pull plows, cows can produce milk, cowhide can make shoes, and beef can be eaten. It can be seen everywhere in the countryside. Cattle gave their lives to people, but died silently in a corner of the cowshed, asking for nothing in return. No one will notice the death of a cow, and no one will remember what it did for us after it died. Cows are like this, born in obscurity in the world, left in obscurity, but left many things to people. But it never asks for anything, just a pile of hay and a cowshed.

This unknown cow reminds me of similar people in my life. Farmers, factory workers and school teachers work in obscurity like cows, asking for nothing in return. Without them, how can society continue to exist? Without farmers, people will have no food and vegetables to eat; Without workers, there would be no tall buildings; Students can't learn knowledge without teachers.

Dear cow, it is diligent, hardworking and selfless in obscurity.

I like grass.

Some people like tall and straight pine trees, some people like fragrant and elegant orchids, some people like bright and proud plum blossoms, but I like ordinary grass.

Spring hasn't come yet, and the grass has poked its head out of the land early, calling for the arrival of spring.

The warm spring breeze once again blew green tree buds, blossomed small flowers and awakened the earth. The grass stretched itself, thanked Sister Guo Chun and started a new life.

It's midsummer, the sun is in the sky, and the sun is roasting the earth like a stove. All the flowers bowed their heads, except the grass, which was struggling silently. The storm came, which caused great damage to many plants. You see, after the storm, the flowers collapsed on the ground, and the branches folded and folded; Leaves withered, some bowed their heads, and some ended their lives. Only the grass still holds its head high and refuses to leave the embrace of Mother Earth. And after the baptism of wind and rain, the grass is greener and more lovely.

After several autumn rains, the grass finally began to wither. At this time, the grass is still tenacious and does not beg for human pity. People may sigh and say, "Alas, the grass has withered." But don't forget, when winter goes and spring comes, aren't they still "higher in the spring breeze"?

Look! How tenacious the vitality of grass is! How many people around us who have the spirit of grass are tenacious.

I like grass, and I prefer people who are grassy!

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