Autumn girl came to us with light steps. She waved her magic brush and sat on the white clouds like a carriage, making the world colorful. Where there are her footprints, there will be a cool wind and beautiful autumn leaves
In the evening, I walked on a winding road. On both sides of the road are rows of tall and straight maple trees. The whole path is covered with fallen maple leaves. At first glance, it looks like a bunch of fire. Coupled with the gorgeous sunset, I feel like I'm at a festive wedding banquet, giving people a warm and happy feeling
Walking, walking, a naughty leaf was blown to the ground by Miss Qiu. I squatted down and wanted to pick it up with my hand. However, it seemed reluctant to be caught by me as soon as it broke free from the arms of mother tree and flew forward. I took advantage of this leaf and arrested it with lightning speed. It twisted its body as if it were struggling. I patted it again before it gave in to me. I carefully observed that the maple leaf has seven lobes. The center of each lobe is light green. The end of the leaf is curly and the side is serrated. It feels slippery and feels very good. Now look at these maple leaves, how like a small palm! How many palms are waving to us! How lovely these lovely maple leaves are! The maple leaves are getting colder and colder, but the fire is getting redder and colder
After walking through the fiery maple forest, I came to the sweet scented osmanthus garden. The small sweet scented osmanthus doll was hidden behind brother LVYE. These green leaves shelter osmanthus from the wind and rain. I gently took off one and found that there were sawtooth like shapes on both sides of the leaf, and the front of the leaf was dark green. From the reverse side, the veins of the leaves are convex, and the front side is concave. The two ends of the leaves are downward. How like a crescent moon, it smells like a faint fragrance! Saffron also needs green leaves. Without these unknown green leaves to set off osmanthus, the beauty of Osmanthus will be discounted; Without the care of these leaves, how can the delicate flowers stand the wind and rain
Unexpectedly, staying in the world of leaves has made me gain so much. There are several wisps of warm sunshine in the sky. I can feel the sun smiling at me. I fantasize that I have become a beautiful autumn leaf. Ye Tong Lizhen, class 3, Wangji Street Central Primary School, Xinzhou District, Wuhan
Spring is your childhood. In this blooming spring, you quietly stretch out your tender green smiling face, and your weak figure is on every branch. Although you are so small, you also bring the color of spring to nature. This is you, leaf.
You grow up and green. In summer, when you are an adult, your strong body is like a huge umbrella to block the sun and wind and rain. Although you are silent, not as beautiful as flowers or as proud as pines and cypresses, you are also loved by people. Your old age is autumn. Look, you have become withered, yellow and haggard. When the breeze blows, you are shaky. Even if you fall, people will collect you and process it, which will become a good fertilizer for crop growth.
Your life is so glorious: spring is full of vitality, summer brings cool, and autumn you give everything and become a good fertilizer... In our life, there are thousands of people who contribute everything to the motherland and others like leaves. Look, those grandparents with red armbands on the road are playing their waste heat to maintain social order; Look, our teacher is preparing lessons under the light. She works tirelessly for us. They never know what "happiness" is, but "benefit" for future generations
Welcome to wechat: www4hw get more knowledge. The spirit of makes me deeply feel that in life, you can't always think about yourself, but think more about others. If everyone always thinks about himself, how can the world develop and how can mankind progress? I am a leaf about to wither.
Maybe no one will care about my existence, but I have a great dream. I want to travel around the world! Look at what the birds told me about the Seine, the palace of Versailles. But now I'm dying and haven't realized my dream.
I remember in the early spring of this year, after listening to my story, a bird promised to take me to see the outside world, and agreed that he would pick me up in the early autumn. But where is he now?
When a gust of wind blew, I felt as if my body didn't work. I try to cheer up and try not to lose my balance. I'm sure he will come. So I can't die yet.
"Ah, Molly..."
I couldn't help shivering. I looked down and saw that Molly, one of my partners, left. Molly fell to the ground without stopping much in the air. There are already many of my friends on the ground. They pile up and make me feel heartache“ Ha...... "two children ran over and stepped on my partner, making a" rustle "sound. I feel my heart torn“ No, you can't. They're my partners! " I knew they couldn't hear me, but I shouted as hard as I could“ Children, eat, go home... "A young mother shouted at the two children“ I see, mom. " They rushed to the woman. The child's mother said, "go back and add a dress. The weather will change later..." do you want to change the weather? My heart is pounding. Can I wait for him? I looked around and there were few friends left. The tree, which used to be full of branches and leaves, is now a scene of depression. The chrysanthemums on the grass in the distance are blooming brightly, adding some beauty to the depressed garden. They are either white or yellow. Show your noble beauty in this depressed garden, and sometimes some butterflies dance around them. The flowers and trees on one side have only the envy of the stem. I suddenly felt as if some liquid was flowing out of my eyes and into my mouth, astringent“ "Chirp..." it was the sound of birds. I looked up happily. It wasn't him. I lowered my head in disappointment. A few more of my friends were left behind. The string in my heart snapped.
"Hoo" a gust of wind blew. I finally chose to give in. My body fell down in the wind and left the tree mother. My consciousness became more and more blurred. I vaguely heard that "falling red is not a ruthless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers..." I slowly floated to the ground and smiled happily. When my body touched the ground, I slowly closed my eyes.
Finally, I didn't wait for him.
Xiangtan Xintiandi Yizhi middle school, the second day of the second year of the second grade, is an ordinary leaf. I don't have the sweetness of fruit, the flirtatious flowers, and the perseverance springing up, but my life is still so wonderful.
In spring, I got into the arms of my mother, rubbed my bleary eyes, stretched my waist, and then said hello to the earth. I looked at the world curiously. Enjoy the fragrance of flowers, and the chirping of birds sounded in my ears“ "Shalala", it's raining. Sister Chunyu moistens my skin with her moist body. It's so refreshing. After the rain, the sun father-in-law still gently stroked my body with the warm sunshine. In this way, my brothers and sisters and I vied with each other to thrive.
Summer is full of branches and leaves. My brothers and sisters and I held up a green umbrella to keep people cool. A breeze blew, and we greeted those diligent people with a smile. We came here to have a rest and drink a cup of herbal tea. When the children are sweating when playing football, they can come here to have a rest for another war. In the evening, when the family has finished their day's work, they can talk about their day's experience here
In autumn, after the wind and rain, my clothes are no longer green, and I am old. After a gust of wind, I drifted away from the field, a scene of bumper harvest. Suddenly, I saw an ant struggling in the water. I rushed down and became a boat. I became a surfboard under its feet. I float freely. Sometimes, I am the softest Simmons under the crickets who are tired of singing, and sometimes I am the most comfortable cradle of Mantis children
In winter, when the earth was covered with snow, I was buried underground and returned to the embrace of the earth again. When my body decayed, it became fertilizer for the tree mother.
I am an ordinary leaf. I would like to use the wonderful of my life to embellish mother earth. When ye leaves school, there is a gust of breeze. I accidentally saw a leaf falling quietly from the tree. Suddenly thought, will anyone notice this ordinary leaf? It seems that people are in a hurry every day. I'm afraid they don't have time. Will anyone dance under the fallen leaves? I'm afraid it's all right. What if someone thinks he's crazy. It seems that this society is not so natural and pure.
Oh, who will see the beauty of the leaves? The leaves draw a perfect arc in the air, play with its enchanting dance to sum up spring, summer and autumn, like a brown butterfly flying to the earth and lying peacefully in the arms of the earth, without regret and sadness. Because it fully completed its own years and fell in winter. Now it is an audience, watching other leaves continue their performance. Leaf spring is your childhood. In this blooming spring, you quietly stretch out a bright green smiling face, and each branch has your weak figure. Although you are so small, you also bring the brilliance of spring to typing. This is you, ye.
You grow up, grow green, and you are an adult in summer. Your strong body, like a giant umbrella, blocks the sun and the wind and rain. Although you are silent, not as beautiful as flowers, not as proud as pines and cypresses, you are also loved by people. Your old age is autumn. Look, you have become withered, yellow and haggard. When the breeze blows, you are shaky. Even if you fall, people will collect you and process it into good crop fertilizer.
Your life is so glorious: spring is full of vitality, summer brings cool, and autumn gives you all and becomes a good fertilizer
In our life, there are millions of people who, like ye, contribute everything to the motherland and others. Look, Grandpa and grandma with red arms on the road are playing their waste heat to maintain social order; Look, our teacher is preparing lessons under the light. He works tirelessly for us! They never know what "leisure" is, but only "benefit" for future generations.
Your spirit makes me deeply feel that in life, you can't always think about yourself, but think more about others. If everyone always thinks about himself, how can the world develop and how can mankind progress?