Ge (1930-), 1930 was born in Qiangezhuang Village, Laoting County, Hebei Province, and his native place is Hebei. Graduated from yenching university Sociology Department. 1949 Up to now, she has published many literary works, and is currently the vice chairman and secretary general of the Bing Xin Award Jury, and a children's literature writer.

Homework helps to pick wild grapes Qin Li, Class 2, Grade 6, Yueming Town Primary School, Huaying City. I spent my childhood in a mountain village.

It was a beautiful and quiet place, with clear rivers, colorful wild flowers and various flavors of wild fruits, which left me many beautiful memories.

I remember one day, the sky was crisp and sunny.

My mother said to me, "Qin Xiao, what a beautiful day it is today. Shall we pick wild grapes? " "good"! After listening to this, I jumped three feet for joy.

My mother and I took a cool straw hat and set off with a basket.

Along the way, we walked through rugged mountain roads, climbed steep peaks and finally reached the top of the mountain.

As soon as I got to the top of the mountain, I was shocked by the scenery in front of me: the endless green leaves are really like a big green carpet, and the surface of the mountain is covered with purple, red and green wild grapes, which is really beautiful! I took all the red and green ones without waiting for my mother to order.

At this time, the mother standing by said with a smile, "silly child, these green wild grapes are not ripe enough to eat."

"Say that finish, my mother picked the green wild grapes in my wild grape basket and threw them away.

Looking at those ripe wild grapes, I couldn't help but put one in my mouth and gently took a bite. A sweet juice soaked my heart.

How time flies! It was noon in the blink of an eye.

My mother took me, carrying a basket full of wild grapes, on the way home.

"Who doesn't praise my hometown, ..." Singing echoed in the mountains.

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After watching the wild grapes, I felt a shiny, big, round, thin-skinned wild grape wrapped in honey, shaking in front of my eyes like a string of red agates.

No, this is not a wild grape. It's the beautiful shining eyes of the white goose.

No, that's not his big shining eyes, that's the pure, kind and beautiful heart of White Goose.

I have a touching fairy tale "Wild Grapes" in my hand, and my mood is hard to calm for a long time.

White Goose Girl's beautiful black eyes were blinded by her vicious aunt, and she longed to see the light again.

Suddenly remembered the legendary wild grapes, I resolutely went to the mountains to find wild grapes.

When she met a river on the road, she went upstream.

Before coming to a steep mountain, she experienced all kinds of hardships: an eagle, an old bear and a python, and she escaped skillfully.

Finally, stepping on the stream, I found a sweet and intoxicating wild grape halfway up the mountain.

Eat, ah! She immediately saw the blue sky, bright springs, colorful wildflowers and fruits with many branches ... She sang happily.

The most precious thing for home.sanwen8.cn is that she will never forget the blind grandfather in the mill and the blind sister of the blind artist aunt who plays the flute ... She weaves a basket with wild vines and fills it with wild grapes for one second, so that the blind can see this beautiful world after eating it.

Reading this, I am extremely moved.

I can't help thinking: how brave and tenacious the white goose girl is, risking her life and going through hardships to find wild grapes; When I see the light again, I immediately think of those who haven't seen the light yet.

Her heart is as pure as gold, as transparent as crystal, without any distractions.

The kind image of White Goose Girl deeply touched me.

I am determined to be a man, just like the white goose girl.

When she lost her way with a basket on her arm and strayed into the boundary of the mountain god, the mountain god loved her and promised her daughter to pass on all the rare treasures in the mountains, which did not shake her determination to treat the blind.

The mountain god got angry, blew her into the air with a strong wind and fell down again. She is not afraid or give in.

All this touched the mountain god and sent her a fairy branch to accompany her back to the village quickly.

She really cured the blind with wild grapes, including the daughter of her vicious aunt.

Is this a fairy tale? No, it's not! In our real life, there are also such things: some people seduce others with money and intimidate others with power in order to achieve a certain goal ... I think: people should have personality, be like the white goose girl, be afraid of nothing and be greedy for nothing; Heart, like a transparent wild grape, as sweet, beautiful and pure as White Goose Girl, is willing to give it to others silently.

Write a composition about autumn. I like yellow in autumn. Every tree looks like Huang Cancan's jewels.

The fields are full of joy of harvest.

Miss Xia left quietly, just as Miss Qiu came quietly, walking silently through the fields and every big tree.

The autumn wind blew the fields green and the leaves yellow.

I am walking in the field, and the sun is not shining very strongly. On the yellow leaves, some small cracks reveal a beam of sunlight, and all animals are preparing hibernating food. You see, those ants with such small words are arranged side by side in a long black line. Each ant can only take a little food home, and then a black line comes out to move things.

I looked up, and the geese flew south in a herringbone and a herringbone, while the cob was still swimming happily on the unfrozen lake, carefree, and he didn't even have any troubles. As far as I know, only male swans don't fly to the south for the winter.

Flowers everywhere reap a stone and then slowly wither. Only morning glory climbed up the wall step by step, wintersweet also struggled with the wind in the strong cold wind, and so did pine trees.

Only the branches on its head are still green. When winter comes, no matter how hard the wind and rain torment it, it will not move. I like its indomitable character.

"I like the fields in autumn. When autumn comes to the fields, people take off their green shirts and put on yellow sweaters. People all sighed, "Ah, autumn has come and everything is dying.

"But in this yellow land, I found the vitality of autumn.

Today, my parents and I went to play in the fields in the suburbs.

Walking on the path in the field, I suddenly found that it was reprinted from Fenfen.com//oh100 not far ahead. Please keep this mark. Something is flashing red, which is very dazzling.

Take a closer look. It's clusters of blooming plantain flowers.

The plantain flower is big and red, and it keeps swinging with the autumn wind like a burning flame.

My father who walked in front suddenly shouted to me, "Zhou Ling, come and see!" Mom and I are busy running. Dad found a bunch of wild grapes in the bushes.

Wild grapes are orange, like a string of transparent agates hanging on the branches.

Dad grabbed the branch and mom picked it, and her hand was punctured, but she finally picked a bunch of wild grapes.

Over a hill, we seem to have entered the world of flowers again.

Wild chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere.

Red, white, purple, pink, light green and rose are graceful in the breeze.

It looks great.

While looking at Dad's flowers, we explained: This is called a golden hook, this is called Huang Shigong, this is called a green apple, and this is called a full star ... Ah, what a variety! Suddenly, a sandy brown bird with a light brown breast flew out of the bushes and went straight into the sky, chirping loudly at me: "bird!" Bird! What a * * * sparrow! " Dad smiled and said, "That's not a sparrow. Also known as "Tell the Son of Heaven" and "Lark". This kind of bird is very flexible in high altitude, and sometimes it falls straight from the sky to the ground.

"I was looking up when another bird landed on a small tree. It's a lovely bird with a flaming neck.

Dad pointed and said, "that's a red-dot chin, and the singing is very nice."

How lucky we are today! "Yes, this bird is singing the praises of autumn in a beautiful voice.

Looking at this autumn field, I am thinking that autumn is not a season of withering, and autumn is full of vitality.

Autumn is beautiful. In this lovely season, we should step up our efforts to add beauty to our lives!

Sweet sour grapes [reprint] composition ""Dong! Knock on the door. Hey! "Someone knocked at the door and my father asked me to answer it.

"Who is it?" I opened the door.

It's grandpa. He must have come to see me.

Grandpa said as soon as he entered the door, "Look what good things I brought you!" " "Strangely, I slowly opened several thick plastic belts, ah! It turned out to be my favorite-"Wild grapes! "I jumped three feet high.

Suddenly, somehow, my heart sank and my joy suddenly disappeared.

What appears in my mind is not a bunch of sweet wild grapes, but a group of simple, sincere and kind friends in the mountains.

Looking at the grapes in front of me, the past comes to mind ... that summer, wild grapes grew in the mountains, which I especially like.

However, snakes often appear in Nagano grape area, which is very dangerous. I tried everything to eat wild grapes.

Finally, I found a good way to eat Ueno grapes just by talking.

I tell stories to my friends and ask them to pick wild grapes for me.

As soon as I told the story, they sat on the stone, took off their chins with their hands and listened attentively to me.

In less than 10 days, my story was completely gone, with nothing left.

But they still insist on listening to my story.

I rolled my eyes a few times. Okay, that's it.

I said, "my family is so rich, and there is an airport with more than a dozen planes!" " ""Can you drive? " "Of course I will! "They listened with relish, and I returned with a full load.

I thought to myself, "I'm so smart! These idiots! " When I left, they walked all the way outside the village with wild grapes in their hands.

He said to me, "Can you give us a plane? We want to fly to play.

"My face suddenly turned red. Facing their sincere pleading eyes, I had to say, "Good! All right! I will definitely send you some. "I took the wild grapes and felt that it weighed one thousand pounds. They don't taste so sweet, but they are a little sour.

I decided to send them some planes.

Now I have a smile when I look at the wild grapes my grandfather brought me.

Because that bunch of wild grapes, just like those innocent and lovely, warm and sincere friends in the village.

I have also made up my mind to study hard and send them several planes designed by me in the future, so that they can fly into the blue sky! Instructor: Yang Zixin

Everything in the forest is calm, the pine trees burst out, the birds sang happily, the gurgling streams in the depths of the valley, and only the night wind occasionally blows my dream clothes.

When I walk out of the wooden house in the silent night, there is always a refreshing smell.

The dim starlight, dark distant mountains and dark trees always remind me of infinite reverie.

Rhododendron, do you bloom in the dark? Aesculus chinensis, Ficus altissima, Ligustrum lucidum, Acer truncatum, beech and tallow, as well as wild bananas, wild pineapples, wild lychees, wild bees, butterflies, mountain dragonflies and cicadas, are you also dreaming little dreams? I thought I heard a rustle. Does everything grow quietly in this silent night? Tomorrow morning, let's raise our dandelion umbrella and walk to the top of the high mountain. Let's greet you cordially. Hello, Big Forest! On the second cold night, let the bonfire warm the cabin bonfire. You kind friend, you red-faced man, you flashed the words of Mars, which made my hut red and warmed my cold night.

Friends, let's talk in silence tonight. The cold wind and oblique rain outside will be farther and farther away from us.

Let's sip the wine brewed by this wild fruit and let the fragrance of this wine slowly enter the soul.

When our words are getting lighter and lighter, when Lin Tao from afar is no longer vague, let us walk through the charming red maple forest in our dreams.

Who came here through the dense Woods and weeds in the depths of the three mountains? Before me, wild grapes grew in rocks, and you were baptized by the mountain wind for many years. For many years, you have been cared for by the sunshine here.

Hold on to the cliff, your rough hands show me vibrant blood vessels! Your indomitable progress, regardless of any difficulties and obstacles, reminds me of the first person who entered the mountain.

Grape, before the sun goes down, please give me strength to jump to the opposite mountain peak and follow your winding path to find the acacia forest in my dream.

Four egrets fly over the lake in the mountains. You see, the lake in the depths of this mountain is flowing in the green, like a fog and a dream.

Egret, the holy fairy in your forest, caresses the warm lake and cleans the beautiful body bit by bit.

I smell the scent of Toona sinensis buds.

Egret, egret, I see an arc across the water. It's you, flying to the stormy Chinese fir forest, the swaying poplar forest, the smoky sapium forest, the colorful clouds, and the distant distance.

In the foggy morning, every tree was covered with a hazy veil, and I remembered the beautiful fairy in the film and television, singing and dancing lightly and dancing with long sleeves.

By this time, I had climbed halfway up the mountain. A red squirrel in the Woods took a look at me and fled into the cave.

I sat where it sat.

It's midnight. Let me take a nap against this old pine tree first.

Friend, if I fall asleep, please pull my skirt, please wake me up, I want to bypass this mountain before the moon hangs in the sky.

Six orioles, please stop in my wooden house. Let's watch the morning sun shine in the blue waves. Let's listen to the long wind in the valley and come from the distant forest. Let's forge a deep friendship with forest fog, mountain springs, stones, sunshine and every tree.

Oriole, please stop at my cabin. You are the dream keeper, and I am dreaming.

Let me make a wild fruit. I didn't know the fragrance of the big forest until I entered it.

Walking into the big forest, you seem to have walked into a mature wild orchard.

Your sad laughter, your sweet singing and your black beginning are all fragrant.

Mushroom, you shy forest girl, don't cover your eyes with a small umbrella.

Golden persimmon, you healthy young man, are you blowing leaves to express endless affection to your sweetheart?

Mango, your footprints are all over the mountain, just like teenagers in mountain villages.

Mountain pepper, your rich fragrance reminds me of the pungent mountain village sister-in-law.

Carya illinoensis, you are a vigorous elder in the forest.

Hello, intoxicating forest, endless green waves are my endless imagination. Let me also be a mature wild fruit, hanging in this tall tree and among the green leaves.

Let the birds passing through the forest top peck away my thoughts, let me visit every vibrant tree, every vibrant grassland and every lively and lovely animal in the big forest with my dreams, and then let the heavy snow in the middle of winter cover me. When spring comes, I will wake up slowly and grow faint purple flowers.

Ask for a composition about autumn. After that, Brother Xia left happily, playing the flute, and Miss Qiu came gently with Xifeng.

Miss Qiu brought a box of colored brushes.

You see, Miss Qiu dyed the grapes purple, and a bunch of grapes hung on the shelf like pearls, giving the sweet fragrance to Xifeng.

Xifeng drifted with the tide and drifted to nature.

Teacher Qiu dyed the apple red, just like the red face of the sun father-in-law, which brought happiness to the farmer's uncle.

Maple leaves have more colors, such as red, orange and yellow ... Colorful maple leaves nod frequently in the wind.

There is still a delicious smell hidden in autumn, persimmon is fragrant and orange is sweet. The sweetness of many apples and pineapples is autumn! The children who go on an autumn outing are deeply in love with the breath of autumn.

Seeing the arrival of autumn, the small animals are stepping up their preparations for winter.

The wild goose is preparing to move south, the little squirrel finds a delicious pine cone and stuffs it in the hole, and the maple leaf children will stay quietly at their mother's stout feet for the winter.

I like the colors, smells and beauty of autumn.

Beautiful composition in autumn 300 words Spring, drizzling; Summer is full of passion; In autumn, the fields are fragrant; In winter, it snows heavily.

My favorite is autumn.

I like field orchards in autumn.

A breeze blew, and golden wheat waves came and went.

The beans in the field were impatient and crackled; Corn is not gentle in temper, showing big gold teeth and grinning at passers-by; The sorghum at the foot of the mountain is not so good. It's like drinking Erguotou all day, with blood all over your face. I just want to find a big granary to lie down and sleep.

The orchard in autumn is full of fragrance, with apples, plums and pomegranates ... Apples hang high on the branches, like shy little girls, covering their blushing faces with fans.

Pomegranate girl is different. She stuck her head out of the leaves and smiled carelessly.

I prefer mountains in autumn.

The forests in Shan Ye are completely dyed, the peaks burn like fire, and the maple trees in autumn burn like torches.

Poplars straightened their backs one by one and lined up neatly to guard their homes like patriotic heroes.

Yes! Autumn is the harvest season, and people's faces are filled with cheerful smiles.

That laughter seems to put on more gorgeous clothes for autumn.

I love the fragrance of autumn, its fields and gardens, and its fiery peaks! I like pink and green spring, but I prefer autumn with melons and fruits everywhere.

Look, the chrysanthemums in the park are smiling. They are colorful, white as snow, red as fire and green as jade.

They also have many shapes, some like lion heads, some like dazzling fireworks, and some like girls' curly hair.

Under the blowing of autumn wind, they shook their posture.

Show the most touching beauty.

Next to the chrysanthemum bushes is a big pagoda tree.

Its leaves are yellow, the autumn wind blows gently, and the leaves fall one after another, like butterflies flying in the air.

The path in the park seems to be covered with a golden carpet.

There is a clear stream by the side, and several lively and lovely goldfish are chasing and playing in the water.

The grass on the ground is green, so it is comfortable to step on it.

You see, the grape racks in the orchard are covered with strings of crystal grapes, some like agate, some like table tennis, and some like crystal balls.

Persimmon trees are covered with red lanterns.

Handsome golden apples sparkle.

Pomegranate grinned at us! The farmer uncle in the field is busy collecting rice! A gust of wind blew, and rice came and went like waves.

Sorghum blushed and nodded at the farmer's uncle.

What a charming autumn scenery!

A composition about autumn? Autumn is coming. The beauty of autumn is mature and rational. It is not shy and charming in spring, naked and hot in summer, and introverted and implicit in winter. Autumn came quietly, came to the fields, came to the streams, came to the mountains, and put on charming autumn clothes for the earth. I walked into the park. Autumn wind blows, and the red leaves on the ground seem to be full of morning glow. In addition to the delicious season, there are sounds and lights, followed by autumn sounds and autumn days. At this time, the colorful autumn colors dazzled me and I was at a loss. Going forward, I saw the endless grass dotted with all kinds of chrysanthemums. They danced happily on the vast grass, just like boys and girls holding hands. Looking up, the sky is blue. There are apples, bananas, oranges, grapes and so on. Be weighed down by the heavy apples. Autumn is really a harvest season, and everywhere is full of harvest joy. A few yellow and red leaves have fallen from the maple trees on the lawn. They are flying like birds. It turned out that the autumn wind made the fallen leaves grow wings. I cried happily: autumn is so beautiful, I love it! I ran, and Miss Qiu stroked my head, as if to say to me: You must learn enough knowledge every year and run in the ocean of knowledge. I like beautiful autumn! Autumn in my hometown is also the autumn in my hometown when I was a child. It's always blue and charming. Occasionally, the clouds are changing all kinds of graphics, leaving you endless reverie.

However, the autumn of middle age is also the autumn of a foreign land, and I always can't see my thoughts at that time.

When I arrived in Linyi a few days ago, I looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window on the expressway, as if I had returned to my childhood and hometown.

Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest.

I remember how "cool" it was to hold round and big sweet potatoes at dusk in first frost, in the smoke not far away. What's more, burned soybeans with dead leaves are looking for endless autumn fragrance. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world! At least in the present city, I have never smelled it! Autumn is the season when "yellow things fade".

The original green leaves gradually lost their true colors of life. Under the attack of wind, frost, rain and snow, it turns yellow day by day, and then quietly floats down with the wind.

At the moment of enjoying the beautiful scenery, I had to wear delicate yellow leaves and hang them under the eaves, waiting to enjoy the fragrance floating from the scones after burning.

My mouth is watering. An able young man can eat ten at a time.

In the wandering after leaving home, I have never smelled such a kind fragrance again! At that time, there was no sadness in the fallen leaves of my hometown. Now, the fallen leaves in a foreign land are just countless. In my heart, the occasional thoughts and comforts are all in the face of this silent destruction, whether it is fire nirvana or life evolution.

It's late autumn in autumn scenery. Walking into the empty campus, a cold wind blows, which makes people feel a chill.

The campus in autumn is still brilliant and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; Flowers don't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but they are still fragrant and open, still attracting bees with fragrance; Butterflies are still dancing on campus, attracting students' attention with their beautiful figures.

There are some yellow leaves falling from trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condenses into milky heat in the fresh air.

Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.

Trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; Sometimes standing still; Sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches.

However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn.

The flowers on campus are still blooming, bees are still busy collecting honey, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.

The sky in late autumn is unusually solemn and bright. After the self-study, it was already dark, which made people feel very mysterious. There are several stars in the high sky, which makes people wonder: where have all the other stars gone? I like late autumn, bright sky and cool season! Autumn scenery, you came quietly, silently, and in a blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes.

You came to the field quietly, and the wheat fragrance drifted away, and the fields of crops looked like rolling waves from a distance; Looking closely, wheat bent over with laughter, sorghum blushed, corn blossomed, and people in the field were busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvest wheat, sorghum, corn and soybeans, and send them to the country after harvesting.

"Youyang's song tells the joy of farmers' autumn harvest.

You came quietly, brought a yellow dress and a red dress, and looked at the mountain on the side, as if you had crossed a layer of gold.

Flying leisurely, countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group circled in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, and the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it looks like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It is simply a piece of Red Sea, covering half the sky. It is connected with Xia Guang and burning like a flame.

This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and even forgets that in a few days, winter is coming.

You came quietly, bringing the beautiful scenery and rich fruits of Qiu Guang. Listen, gongs and drums are noisy, so lively, people's faces are busy for a year.

Autumn scenery autumn girl unconsciously came to the world, so she kept busy.

She gave sorghum a red face; Put an orange "skirt" on the corn; Dress the rice in a golden suit.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and rice quickly bent down, as if thanking Miss Qiu.

Miss Qiu came to the forest, and the yellow leaves fluttered in the air like butterflies.

Only the leaves of pine and cypress are green. They stood upright on the hillside.

Miss Qiu came to the orchard again.

The fruit in the orchard is ripe, and the grape racks are covered with clusters of purple grapes, hiding their bodies from each other. The sun came out and shone on the grapes like a transparent purple gem.

On the orange tree, golden oranges make people want to take a bite.

If you peel off the orange peel, you can see a petal of orange, like the crescent moon at the time of the moon loss, crystal clear.

From a distance, there are some round fruits that look like pearls, but they are actually longan and pomegranate.

Looking at the mountains and rivers in autumn, my pen can't describe the charm and beauty of autumn.

Autumn not only gives nature costumes in autumn and October, but also brings people the joy of harvest and a comfortable smile.

The scenery in autumn is really beautiful. I love autumn! In autumn in autumn scenery, the sky is clear, cool and pleasant, and my father decided to take me to the countryside to play.

In the countryside, we saw a field in Huang Cancan, full of golden wheat. There is no shell, but there is rice like snowflakes in it.

There are tall and straight sorghum in the field, as if blushing with laughter.

Pieces of soybeans rustle like wind chimes, shaking the bean clips.

Look, soft cotton is as white as snow.

Look, the little yellow and red pomegranates are grinning, and some even burst into laughter.

People were busy harvesting with joy, and a burst of laughter shook off the sweat on their faces.

My father and I were walking along a country road, and croaking came from time to time overhead. When we looked up, it turned out that the geese were flying southward in a herringbone shape.

There are some apple trees beside the path. The round and big apples on the tree make my mouth water.

There are several persimmon trees beside the apple tree. The red persimmons on the trees are covered with branches like red lanterns.

Ah, the scenery in autumn is really beautiful! I answered so many questions, you should add more points. It takes time to type so many questions.

How I want to be a beautiful and lovely bird! After I become a bird, I can fly over mountains, valleys and oceans, fly to the beautiful Xiaoxing 'an Mountains, make friends with the birds there and build a habitable nest.

There are many streams in Xiaoxing 'anling in spring. I can fly to the grass with my friends and catch insects to eat.

In summer, I fly into the nest with everyone, enjoy the cool in the shade, and have a rest with my friends.

In autumn, my companions and I fly under wild grapes.

Let a bird peck the skin of wild grapes and let the juice flow down. My partner and I quickly found a bowl of clean juice from the lawn.

Sometimes, the pulp will fall off.

Parrot also led everyone to peel off the shell of the stick, take out the pulp, crush it and give it to everyone, so that everyone can have food for the winter, and the juice of wild grapes can also be given to everyone, so that everyone can have water to drink.

I also go to pick up twigs with my companions and build a warm nest, so that I won't be frozen and get wet in winter.

In winter, we hide in a comfortable home together. I slept in the same nest with my friend oriole. We pull out the leaves on the twigs, weave quilts, cover them and enjoy the snow outside. I put some branches on the nest as a roof, opened a place, opened two small holes and watched the snowflakes flying.

I really want to be a bird, a bird flying freely in the blue sky.

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