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Fairy tale composition for senior high school entrance examination

Chapter 1: in front of the gate of heaven, under the guidance of Socrates, several young people and I understood the time when happiness would come. Young people firmly believed in this saying, because at that time, I really tasted a kind of unprecedented happiness, the special taste of rowing with friends on the fruits of my own labor. But as I grew older, I became rich, my wallet swelled, and I became a well-known millionaire, but the taste of it diminished and disappeared. I'm not happy, and I don't understand why happiness doesn't suddenly visit me who is busy making money all day. But now, I think I don't have to understand it anymore, because I've come to the end of my life.

In a trance, I came to heaven. There are not many people who report to heaven today. There was only one poor man besides me. In his ragged clothes, he did not have to think that he must have suffered hardship and hardship in his lifetime. I looked at him contemptuously, but I couldn't despise him because his dirty face was full of happiness. Obviously, he had the happiness I didn't have.

"Hi, old man, why are you so happy?" I asked discontentedly: "I have thousands of property, countless real estate, still very painful, and you, a beggar, how can you be happy?"

I scolded loudly, but my heart was full of envy for him.

The poor man didn't care what I said. Instead, he grinned and said, "I'm a beggar indeed. I'm very poor. I work hard for my three meals every day. When I was born, I didn't bring anything to my mother. After I died, I didn't leave anything for my children. But I'm not sorry, because I have happiness in my life

"That's what I lack." I said mournfully. "I am very clear that this is the malady of you rich people. Although we also work hard every day, the results are different. You just make money blindly. Even if you make a lot of money, happiness will not come to you. But we poor people are very concerned about the little things around us. For example, when I go back to the dilapidated hut, my wife hands me a glass of water, my son sits on my lap, and he calls "Dad" sweetly, I will feel very happy

After listening to his words, my throat is stuck by something and can't make a sound. My wife never handed me a glass of water, but I asked the housekeeper to take it. My children didn't want to play coquettish on my knees, but they were taken away by my nanny. I lost my happiness not only because of other things, but also because of myself, because I forgot every bit of life and gave up my love for life, so happiness gave up on me and didn't come to visit me any more.

Thinking of this, I regretfully lowered my head, two lines of hot tears on the land. Part 2: please cherish the time. Hello everyone! I am a lovely little alarm clock. You see my doctor's hat? You can imagine that I learned five cars. Want to be like me? Then you should cherish and study hard.

"An inch of time is an inch of gold, an inch of gold can not buy an inch of time." Time is money, and money can't buy time. Isn't that the truth? Only when every inch of time is meaningful will wealth come.

There is a child named Xiao Feng. He didn't like to learn from childhood. He drove an "airplane" in class, and his face was listless. After class, he was "lively". In this way, he always came first from the bottom. His brain is empty, a headache when reading, as if the knowledge of this thing into his brain to drill out the brain. So he didn't read books and went home with an egg all day. Father and mother can't help him. After a few years, he grew up and had no job, looking for work in the street all day. When asked, he regretted that he did not study hard and did not cherish his time. He shed tears of regret and said, "I regret it. If I had read a good book, I would have become a big boss now, and I would not have to roam the streets all day He really realized how important it is to study hard and cherish time. Reading may be tired and bitter, but after that time, you can enjoy the double beauty, how worth it!

Friends, time is like running water, which can only flow back and forth. In the boundless life, every day you have to think about what you learned and what you learned. Only in this way, life will be meaningful, the sky will be so blue.

"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again." You have to understand this. Today's hard reading, will make tomorrow more beautiful, more beautiful! Life only in turn, why not make this time more perfect?

Listen, the birds are singing. They are telling people the value of time. You see the flower is laughing, because it sees that we are studying hard. The young eagle is proud to spread its wings in the sky, because it is hard to learn to fly under difficult circumstances, just as we learn. Facing the wind and sand, the small tree is growing all the time, because it is not willing to become a small sapling. Its wish is to become a big tree in the sky and look up to the world. I - this little clock is also "tick, tick" ring, because time is precious, I am reminding those who do not know this truth to cherish time.

"Time is like the flowing water in the East. It only flows and does not flow back." Chapter 3: don't look at me with contempt. I am a lily, flat and indifferent to the world. Since the first ray of sunshine shining on me, the first silk of spring breeze blowing my face, I know that I am a noble lily.

I don't have a gorgeous appearance. My appearance is mediocre. Those proud wild flowers always deliberately show off their charming posture, and mercilessly sarcasm me:

'you look strange. Grass is not like grass, and flower is not like flower. It's ugly! '

'that is, it's our misfortune to be with you! '

'I wish you would disappear from our eyes soon! '

'I don't feel well when I see you. What a nuisance! '

I can endure the hardships and frustrations of growing up, but I can't stand the slightest insult on the 'Plaid'. The pain of a thousand arrows pierced the whole body. The bird knows its ambition! One day, I couldn't bear it. I suppressed my grief, suppressed my anger, and stared at them coldly: "don't look at me with contempt! '

'ha ha ha ha ha, look at you? Who will look at you? You've ruined our eyes! '

In an instant, a bolt from the blue exploded in my heart, I was very sad. I gritted my teeth and held back my tears. I told myself silently: 'I am a pure lily, I can only speak with strength! I can't abandon myself, my destiny is my own! '

The dew in the morning provides me with nutrition, the bright sunshine makes me energetic, and the storm makes me stronger. In the years of tempering, I strive to grow. I endure hardships, pains and tribulations in silence; I enjoy happiness, happiness and joy alone. I disdain their ridicule, also do not want to argue with them, just strive to gather energy, tenacious growth. So simple, ordinary and persistent.

Finally, in a casual day, I found myself growing a bud. Before I was happy, the wild flowers began to sneer again

'This Freak is really strange. You see, he has another bag on his neck. '

'disgusting! lose one's appetite! '

'it must be a tumor, freak. Take it off! '

I didn't pay attention to it. I didn't care. I firmly believe that gold will shine, Lily will fragrance! Wait and see, I'll prove it to you!

After a few days, with the curiosity and surprise of the world, the flower bud bloomed the first petal, followed by the second, the third, and the fourth & hellip; & hellip; finally, a lily has its own glory and happiness, shining and fragrant.

At this time, some of the wild flowers withered slowly, some were too shy to raise their heads, some were too shy to speak all day. I'm still flat and light, and I don't fight with the world.

A wild flower said to me, 'I'm sorry, we used to hurt you too much. '

I said faintly: 'all things have the value of existence. Don't look at me with contemptuous eyes, don't look at others with contemptuous eyes. Chapter 4: the dream of falling red is not a heartless thing, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers more.

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Autumn really came, an autumn rain makes into worry, in this drip patter of rain in the sad yellow of a tree leaves. And a yellow leaf beside the tree could not help sighing.

"I want to go back to summer"

Old yellow leaf is in the puddle to see their new clothes, far less than that of a vibrant green, helpless and haggard yellow is so annoying. And the dark clouds and the cold wind of Su and su. Old yellow leaf can't help but recall the passionate summer. At that time, the rain came and went quickly, and the young leaves danced in the wind and rain. "Well, I want to go back to summer." Old Huang Ye thought, "this is my biggest dream."

"I don't want to fall."

The bleak autumn wind started its work, and the leaves around it fell one by one. At the same time, autumn showed its lovely side, brilliant sunshine, and fruitful fields Even the occasionally flying clouds are so beautiful. Chrysanthemums are shining in the blue sky and migratory birds are singing on the golden fields. Old yellow leaves no longer hate autumn, but also do not want to be mistaken by the hateful autumn wind. The old yellow leaf held the trunk tightly and prayed: "don't fall, I don't want to fall down! Let this dream come true.

"More beautiful trees in the coming year"

Old yellow leaf felt more and more unable to do what he wanted. Finally, the autumn wind took away his favorite willow leaf brother. The old yellow leaf desperately wanted to pull back the little brother who was inseparable from him. However, the little brother of the leaf cried to it: "fall down, this is our mission, not terrible..." The old yellow leaf is shocked, the hand is powerless in the wind to rise and fall, it stoops to have a look at the tree side pile of brothers, a burst of dizziness. "But..." The old yellow leaf recalled his little brother's words, and finally realized, "we have to return to our roots..."

The old yellow leaf pine opens, the autumn wind immediately carries it. The old yellow leaf opened a smile: "next year the tree is more beautiful, this is my last dream." In the process of decline, the old yellow leaf understood more and more:

Yes, every dream has devoted its efforts, but only a real and feasible dream will not make people indulge in fantasy, and will make people actively enterprising. Chapter 5: life needs to be grateful. Seeing that autumn is coming, it's time to leave. I raised my head and looked at the blue sky, the gratitude and reluctance in my heart fluttered with the autumn wind.

I am a native maple leaf in Xiangshan.

When I was just a new leaf, I began to enjoy the gentle sunshine and the song of birds. I watch the sun rise every day and watch the sunset return to the mountain. I am extremely satisfied with my life. I always take the water and nutrition given to me by the roots of trees as a matter of course, thinking that I deserve it.

When the first autumn of my life came, I put on my red make-up and looked at all around me happily. Autumn here always attracts a lot of people. Looking at the smiles on the faces of tourists and listening to their praise, I straightened my chest with pride.

"Dad! You see how beautiful the leaves are