When I was a child, I looked forward to summer every day, because every summer, my grandfather would take me to the orchard to pick mulberries. Every time I finish eating, my mouth is red and purple, and grandpa laughs from ear to ear. Then I was busy dragging me to the well and washing my mouth with a sweet well.
When I was in primary school in the city, I looked at the tall buildings and the traffic on the expressway. I often stay on the roof in a daze. I miss my childhood friends, grandpa and mulberry. So, I discussed with my mother: "Mom, can I plant a mulberry tree on the roof?" Mom hesitated and said, "Yes, but there are no mulberry seedlings in the city!" " "I looked down and said thoughtfully," I'll think of some way to solve it. Mom, don't worry. "
In the evening, I quietly called my grandfather: "Grandpa, do you have mulberry seedlings there now?" Grandpa listened and said, "Yes, what do you want?" "I want to plant mulberry trees." I am happy to say. "Well, I'll send you a mulberry seedling when I go to town tomorrow." Grandpa said. I put down the phone happily.
The next morning, I just got up and found my grandfather coming, not only with mulberry seedlings, but also with many mulberry fruits. I grabbed a handful and put it to my mouth. Grandpa saw it and said, "Why are you still the same as when you were a child?" I listened and smiled. My mother came out of the kitchen and always blamed me: "You naughty boy, you called Grandpa quietly, as if I wronged you and let Grandpa come alone so early." .
After grandpa had breakfast, our grandpa and grandson planted mulberry seedlings on the vacant space on the rooftop together, and soon they were planted.
Grandpa has gone back to the country again. I water, weed, catch insects and fertilize mulberry seedlings. Under my careful care, mulberry trees have thrived.
Now, I am a middle school student, and mulberry trees are flourishing. In summer, the mulberry trees in the sun are covered with dark red mulberry fruits, and my mouth begins to turn purple and red.
At night, the bright moonlight is like water. I seem to see my grandfather sitting under the mulberry tree, shaking his cattail leaf fan, telling beautiful stories, and fireflies flying with lanterns. ...
I love summer, I love its fiery enthusiasm, and I love purple mulberry fruits in this summer.
Composition 2 on the topic of summer: Grandpa Sun yawned down the mountain, and Sister Moon climbed up the sky with a smile. On this quiet and peaceful summer night, I sat by the window, listening to the beautiful sound of summer.
Suddenly, there was a sweet insect sound in my ear. Listen carefully. It turned out that the "Guoguo" family I supported held a concert in full swing. Just like the sound made by a cell, the rhythm of ringing bells on the gurgling river is beautiful and unique, natural and like an endless grassland. Guoguo is unique in playing music. There is a kind of casual beauty. Its voice is sometimes solo, sometimes ensemble, noisy and warm, very quiet, it brings me happiness. Really: This song should only be heard in the sky and on the earth several times.
"cicada, cicada", then cicada let go of the voice, and the voice came slowly from far and near. Some songs seem to flow between streams, rising and falling, rising step by step; Some can diffuse like moonlight dance and become elegant ensembles; Some students, such as the Garden in our community, are flowing in the fragrance, fresh, natural and lively, singing far and near, high and low, suitable for solo, high and low, floating in every different corner of summer.
The frog still wears black pearls embedded in a green evening dress. I imagine the lovely appearance of frogs, listening to their melodious voices, winding one by one. These dark green local singers are now standing on the "stage", with bulging tongues and bulging bellies, playing natural sounds. This loud song expresses their feelings, and it is the wonderful music of natural singers, adding luster to summer nights.
Guo Guo's crisp and sweet singing, noisy frogs, rhythmic singing, step by step, cicadas are playing in unison, composing a wonderful summer tone. At this point, I can't help but think of Xin Qiji and "Daohuaxiang said harvest, listening to frogs." Tomorrow, don't panic about the magpie branches, cicadas are half windy at night. "I like nature this summer and the sound of life in this beautiful country.
Composition 3 on the topic of summer "Summer is coming, summer is coming!" Brother Feng brought this sentence with his little flower basket.
Sister Sun bakes the earth with the bright light in her sky. The air is sultry and there is no wind, which makes people feel very uncomfortable. The sisters bent down and the leaves kept shaking, as if waiting for a thunderstorm. The wings of swallows and dragonflies are dripping with water because of the wet weather, and both fly very low. Little ants are in a hurry to move. They had to climb to safety to prevent the flood from flooding their homes.
After a while, Brother Wuyun appeared out of nowhere, making it dark as if it were going to collapse. The electric mother-in-law also arrived, waving a sword and drawing countless lights in the sky. Father Lei is following suit, drumming and rumbling! Boom! It's chilling.
Finally, the protagonist thunderstorm came. At first, it began to splash down, like fried beans, and soon it became bigger and bigger and poured down.
The rain that fell on the ground quickly gathered into a "small river". With the help of rain, countless "small rivers" merged into "Wang Yang" from all directions. It is quite difficult for passers-by with umbrellas to jump over the "Wang Yang" carefully on tiptoe. When the car passed by, it also slowed down, for fear of splashing a splash and splashing dirty cars and pedestrians.
I stood at the window and looked out. Heaven and earth are stitched together by countless dense threads, and I can't tell them apart. From a distance, the trees and houses are not clear, and they are all covered by rain curtains.
Thunderstorms come and go quickly. After a while, the heavy rain stopped The air is much fresher, without the sultry heat before the rain, with countless fresh feelings. Sister Sun came back, and the rainbow hung in the sky like a ribbon. Lotus is dancing happily in the pond. How beautiful! Frogs kept singing on the lotus leaves: "How beautiful the lotus flowers are facing the sun after the rain!" The rainbow sang and smiled at me, the sun was shining, how bright it was ... "Other small flowers shook themselves and danced with it, and colorful mushrooms also emerged from the ground, like handfuls of cute little umbrellas, dotted the earth with colors.
Thunderstorms bring cool and fresh air to summer, which gives us a chance to see more delicate flowers and cute little mushrooms. I prefer thunderstorms. composition
Time has passed, with all the sandstorms in the past, passing through people's souls. Everything, in the busy life, turns into one beautiful bubble after another. That is the past we want to pursue, and it is also the past we can't reach. About everything, we can only helplessly watch them disappear. About summer, we feel it with the temperature of our body contact.
In spring, we can see the wild grass and wild flowers blooming so brilliantly all over the mountains, and we have long been used to the joy of unexpectedly sprouting new buds on the dry land. Thus, we have the memory of spring in our memory, but in our soul, it has long gone. It is so gentle that people always regard its arrival as a habit. But it brings less unique feeling to people. So, ours. The soul can no longer touch the initial touch it brings us.
In summer, when everything became mature and seemed a little mature, a moment of enthusiasm swept the whole city. Xia Feng, which blows occasionally, sweeps through every corner of the city, and it also contains a heat wave that attacks people. People who walk in a hurry under the scorching sun can't forget to complain, "It's so hot, it's killing me." The memory of summer begins here.
Short shorts, thin short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of big sandals and slippers, let us interpret the meaning of summer at will. There are people holding cattail leaf fans everywhere. If Zhu Gekongming waves a feather fan to guide the country, he is waving a generous old man. Everything seems so comfortable in the impetuous air. Time has stopped. Everything about summer, like a meteor, flashes across the memory, dragging its long tail, making people more or less nostalgic. Although some things are just a moment in life, they may be beautiful or unpleasant. Just like summer, the hot weather makes people restless, but the lightness and freedom of summer are desirable, and we are eager but afraid. Everything has two sides, good and bad. Now that it's over, why not remember it by heart?
Remember the pain as hot as summer, remember the freedom as light as summer. Remember the disappointments in life and the little happiness in life. Remember, the light disappears at any time. Let laughter be washed away in the joy of memories. ...
Like, we remember everything in summer. ...
Composition on the topic of summer 5 Where is summer? Where is summer? In that pond in summer.
I followed a frog to a pond, where lotus leaves grew quickly. There are many red and yellow fish under the lotus leaf. They form the word "hello" in groups of three or five. Looking at this scene, I recall my childhood. At that time, I watched the small fish swimming by the pond, and I wanted to swim with them, so I jumped. It's a good thing dad was there to pull me up, or I'd be dead.
Summer is a season of flowers and trees. Such as Parthenocissus tricuspidata, grass, flowers ... these plants grow very fast, which explains the reasons for their growth in summer.
There are many kinds of fruits in summer, including sweet and delicious watermelon, big and red peaches and loquat in Huang Chengcheng. Seeing watermelon reminds me of a story. "Once upon a time, there was a bear. After eating a watermelon, it vomited the watermelon seeds into the soil. After a rain, the melon seeds germinated. The bear is very surprised and goes to see it every day. A week later, it grew into a very big watermelon. " This story shows that the vitality of watermelon is very strong, and it also shows that summer can make people grow very much. It is true that spring grows in summer and autumn harvests in winter.
In summer, my favorite fruit is not watermelon but loquat. Loquat is not as delicious as that, but the pulp inside is quite sweet. My family likes eating. We call loquat "sweet fruit".
In summer, many children like to eat popsicles. That day, our family walked in the sports park, and the sun was scorching. We're sweating like a pig, and it's terribly hot. I really want to take a cold bath. When I got home, my parents saw that there was only one popsicle. They say they are not thirsty at all, but they are also thirsty. They love me very much, because I am their son, and he will let me eat if he doesn't eat himself. I saw them drinking water when I was eating, which made me feel my parents' love for us.
At dusk, a red and golden sunset appeared in the sky, which also reflected my parents' love. I see the sun's round face is red, and it emits brilliant red light to the sky, green hills and the earth. Xia Guang is gradually descending, and soon it will gradually dissipate, but tomorrow the sun will rise in the love of mom and dad.
Summer is the season of life growth, and I love summer.
On the quiet night, only dogs and frogs croak, and everything else is silent, as if nothing exists except home.
"Buzz ..." "Bang!" "Oh, it hurts me, this damn mosquito. If I don't break you into pieces, I will swear not to be a man! " I shouted. "It's so late, still so loud. Do you want to wake the neighbors? " Mom said angrily.
What's going on here? You may have asked. Then let me tell you the whole story. One night, I was reading in the mosquito net on the bed, and I only felt my arms itch. I knew it was the damn mosquito. I patted it hard, but it seemed to know what I was going to do and flew away quickly at the moment when my hand fell. As a result, it is conceivable that mosquitoes did not hit me, but hurt themselves. I yelled and vowed to find it, and my mother taught me a lesson for it. I stopped pouting with my mother, but concentrated on finding mosquitoes, but I still couldn't find them several times. Later, I simply lifted the mosquito net and fanned it with a fan, trying to fan the mosquitoes outside (isn't it stupid and more troublesome for me to do so? ) "Hum ..." The mosquito flew out. I looked outside the mosquito net and finally found it in a hidden corner. So I patted it with my hand, but it flew fast. By the time I photographed it, it had disappeared without a trace. When I found it again, it had already flown to the bed board and wanted to fly into the mosquito net again. I couldn't let it succeed, so I took a fly swatter. After summing up the above two experiences, I crept past, and with a bang (I hope it is dead), I turned over the beat and a young flat object caught my eye. "Yes, I finally brought mosquitoes to justice!" I can't help screaming with excitement. "So loud again!" My mother gave me another lecture. "Oh, I'll go to bed right away!"
The night is still so quiet, only dogs and frogs are heard. I finally fell asleep.
The summer outside the window is terribly hot. The streets are sparsely populated, and most of them hide at home to enjoy the cool, talking about this rare rainy summer. As if, you can hear the silent crying of flowers and plants. It hasn't rained for a long time, just like I haven't smelled the fragrance of the earth. I waited for Molly carefully for several years, but I couldn't stand such a test and left. The rest are flower bones and leaves that have been baked yellow by the sun. I know, it won't be lonely, and there are many other people accompanying it!
Regardless of my family's dissuasion, I resolutely walked out of the house and came to the 39-degree courtyard dam. I want to see what magic makes the gentle sun fly into a rage!
Outdoor temperature-heat. Besides, I don't know how to describe it. I only know that many people hurried past me, probably to get rid of this unbearable drought and go to a comfortable air-conditioned room at home. Seeing the trees running towards me in the distance, I knew that the wind was coming, and I quickly stood out, ready to have a close contact with refreshing. What can be ushered in is the heat like fire!
Books always make the sun and sunshine so perfect and lovely. At this moment, I only have anger and disgust for the sun. However, I soon put this idea behind me and thought more about the evil deeds of human beings!
With the development of science and technology, air conditioning has entered thousands of households. The arrival of air conditioning not only brought refreshment to people, but also brought the hot air inside the house to the outside. Facing the increasingly rampant and wanton increase of air conditioning and various human and natural factors. The always gentle sun finally broke out!
Because of the drought, the water level of the river keeps falling, and farmers lose their food because of the drought! I dragged my tired body back home, and the coolness at home made me unbearable for a while. Suddenly feel very tired, very tired. It seems that you can fall asleep standing, and you fall asleep at once!
It seems that after a long time, I opened my eyes and saw my mother. Mom said, I have heatstroke!
Through the window, it is still selling flowers and people rushing by!
Summer is a green forest, intoxicating green is like a painter's masterpiece, with swaying branches and leaves, "rustling sand". Cicada lay motionless in the tree, sobbing feebly. Sunlight seems to blend in with the green forest. Sitting on the big tree under the green forest is like a naughty child. A few rays of sunshine run into your eyes, making you have to play with it with your hands.
Summer is a lazy afternoon nap. Lying in bed, turn on the fan, cover the lower abdomen with a quilt, close your eyes slightly, the sun shines on the fan, and the shadow of the fan is cast on the wall, shaking and turning. With the cicada singing, the swaying shadow of the fan and a hint of coolness, the upper and lower eyelids began to fight, which became heavier and heavier. Gradually, you will enter a sweet dream in summer, dreaming of Doraemon and Xiong Er Bear.
Summer is an elegant lotus. Under the touch of the sun, the lotus flowers spread out, as if sleeping for a long time. When it woke up, it stretched. Lotus petals are like the cheeks of a slim girl, with a hint of shyness in pink. They are blooming in the sun and dancing unsteadily with the help of the wind. Even the butterfly was attracted by her fragrance and dancing, and danced with the lotus.
Summer is a "lover" who never leaves-mosquitoes. It plays a song for you over and over again with its deep bass, which makes you have to applaud it. At night, the anti-mosquito liquid becomes your "magic weapon" for it. With this exclusive magic weapon, there is no need to worry that this hateful mosquito will get up the courage to harass you at night.
Summer is full of green grass, and the wind after rain blows across the grass, and the air is mixed with the fragrance of grass. Lying on the grass is like sleeping on a cloud, fluffy and soft. The grass seems to be stroking your cheek, making your face itch.
Summer is sweet ice cream, and all kinds of ice cream exude attractive fragrance. I just feel a greedy bug crawling in my throat. I swallowed water and ate it immediately. When the tip of the tongue touches the ice cream, a rich sweetness spreads between the lips and teeth, and a cool feeling unique to summer also spreads in the heart.
Summer, summer, you are colorful, you are melodious, you are like an impassioned music, playing in my heart! I love summer, I love everything in this summer!
Composition Topic Summer 9 Miss Xia has unconsciously come to our side in China. She used "magic" to turn the sun's activity into a big fireball and shine it on the ground, so that people in China can fry eggs on the ground, and the development is still very healthy and delicious. People's lives have been listless because of the heat, so why is it not so hot in summer?
I can look out from the balcony. Some grandfathers can sit in the shade, and their fans can keep waving, because grandfathers don't sweat even when we sit in the shade. Children are the most developed in China. They played in the river and had a good time. A brother and sister had some problems in high school. Simply put a layer of sunscreen on your head, and from a distance, you will be scared. However, for some of us young people, as soon as we get home, we throw away our bags, blow air conditioning, eat ice cream with relish and brush Tik Tok for a while, because they are also the best at enjoying social life.
In the park, a dog crawled in the shade, sticking out its tongue and looking listless. Put a piece of meat in front of it and it will lose its appetite. The pot of green radish on my balcony is just that we haven't watered it all day. This morning, I began to dry up and my leaves turned yellow, which was not as good as our original enterprise. At night, cicadas kept calling in the branches: "cicadas, cicadas." It's like saying, "It's hot, it's hot." Noisy people can't sleep normally.
In summer, I often perm my hair. At night, a gust of wind finally blew, but it was a little cold. My biggest headache is sleeping at night. It was so hot that I fell asleep. Although I am sleepy, lying in bed is like lying in a steamer. It's too hot! Worst of all, mosquitoes are buzzing in your ears, which is annoying. After a sleep, I was covered with bags, itchy and painful. On weekends, my parents and I went swimming, but before we got into the water, the swimming pool was already crowded .. Summer made me laugh and cry. ..
Although it is still very hot this summer, many social workers are sweating, and they have not complained to their teachers. Let's learn from our selfless dedication and enjoy the happiness of summer!
The composition on the topic of summer 10 night quietly enveloped the earth; In a corner of the city, colorful neon lights shine on the street corner, and the cars passing by quickly have never been silent at night; In a rural area, without colorful neon lights, it is still beautiful, and a seed germinates quietly in silence. ...
The villagers living in the village walk around with a cattail leaf fan at night, visit their neighbors and enjoy the fun brought by the night. A gust of wind blows, willow branches sway gently in the wind ... Lotus is also trying to grow without touching mud, so that the dew in the morning can praise its beauty and passers-by can praise it again and again.
A simple country is not so simple, but it hides countless lives. At night, I always hear the cheers of toads, the blessings of stars and the faint smell of osmanthus at night. ...
The sun is shining, and in a corner of the city, countless people turn on the air conditioner and take a nap under the operation of the air conditioner; In rural areas, farmers do not rest because of the hot weather. They hoe the ground, their shirts are soaked with sweat, and the white clouds on the horizon shelter them from the strong sunshine from time to time. ...
Cicada kept calling "hot, hot". At this time, the lotus flower was in full bloom, and the lotus leaf also revealed its big green disc. Trees are lush, and people pull out a chair to enjoy the cool under the tree. ...
In the evening, the sun tried to release the last drop of light, and the sunset dyed the horizon red. Another thunderstorm night, people no longer come out to enjoy the cool, but every household lights up, alas, what a quiet night!
After the rain and dew, it cleared up, chickens crowed and people started a new day's work. Get up early and be greedy for the dark, have pains and have fun, sow seeds with sweat, sprinkle fertilizer with painstaking efforts, and look! Isn't that lush wheat their pleasure?
How wonderful everything in this country is! The eagle hovering in the sky and the rabbit running for their lives on the ground have many small things every day, and the country will always have a quiet and peaceful heart. ...
Quiet the countryside! Cities are not necessarily beautiful, and villages are not necessarily bad!
The composition 1 1 "Summer" is a familiar word. I like the wind in spring, the leaves in autumn and the snow in winter, but all kinds of things in summer attract me.
In summer, there is no softness of spring breeze and no continuity of spring rain. However, the rainstorm in summer is no longer the natural enemy of human beings, but a kind of enjoyment, and the muddy smell after the rainstorm is more fresh. The coolness at night is a great enjoyment of life. The cool wind took away the fatigue and irritability during the day, leaving only a beautiful dream.
In summer, there is no spirit of falling leaves and no fruit of success. However, when people see green parks, they will be more energetic, energetic and energetic. Although nothing can be sacrificed in summer, it has made great contributions to mankind. For example, those shiny green leaves will suck in carbon dioxide and spit out oxygen, which will make the air fresher and avoid sandstorms in some areas.
In summer, there is no desire like snow, and there is no whiteness like that. Although there is no white in summer, it is full of green, and green is its life. And in summer, the sky is not as gloomy as in winter, but bluer. Looking up at the sky, it seems that I have entered an ideal heaven. How beautiful!
Compared with other seasons, is summer a little better? Not only those, but also a symphony orchestra composed of cicadas, frogs and insects. Although their songs are not as soft as Moonlight Song and as strong as March of the Volunteers's, they are still beautiful.
Summer also brought watermelon, beer, ice cream neighbors and other delicacies, as well as short skirts, sun hats and sunglasses. What's even better is the joy of swimming and campfire parties. Don't forget to taste the coolness of summer morning and the charm of summer night.
Students! Hurry up, summer is full of vitality, sow quickly, work hard, and the happiness of autumn harvest is waiting for us!