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Composition of pastoral tourism in Taizhou
It's a good time to go for an outing to cool off. Under the guidance of teacher Qiu, I came to the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

Looking around, there are lush trees. I can't help hugging every tree here, kissing every leaf ... close my eyes and quietly enjoy the wonderful time given by nature. Slowly, as if I were a leaf, it was so green and light.

"Huhu", the autumn wind caressed my body, and I waved my sleeves, bid farewell to the branches and floated into the air.

Everything in this mountain, which is not my friend? I greeted them with joy: "Hey, leisurely white clouds, don't float so fast. Can you let me swim with you in the blue sky? " Hey, beautiful butterfly, I can fly, too Can you play hide-and-seek with me among the flowers? Hey, sweet mountain spring, I am so thirsty, let me suck you heartily! "

I don't know when I was blown down by the strong wind in the stream. This crystal clear stream suddenly makes me feel cool and happy. I said to the floating water plants and duckweeds beside me, "Come and be my playmate!" " Later, I met Brother Shrimp and Brother Fish. With their consent, I played the game of "stepping on the shadow" with them. I am having a swell time. Suddenly, the wind increased and made me dizzy. Confused, I vaguely heard a little girl say to herself, "What beautiful leaves, make a beautiful bookmark."

At this time, I was awakened by the little girl's words. In her hands, I am no longer an ordinary lobule, but her baby. In the future, I will accompany her to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

The pleasant journey on this day made my life more meaningful.

The master helped me write a composition about the countryside! Urgent! Yang echoed at the end of the road, and the old mother came back with the lamb "baa baa", dressed brilliantly and leisurely, and blended into the charming night.

The road in my hometown is a milky white candy, which is spread in the past soil and meanders in the fields.

One end extends to the farmhouse, and the other end extends to the bustling town.

I think that toffee must be very sweet ―― my father's sweat is the added value of labor, and it is happy and sweet, dripping on the slate. Do you think the roads in my hometown are sweet? Looking at the bright face and listening to the hearty laughter, you will be drunk and drunk on the roadside in that hometown.

The road to my hometown is long and far away, full of twists and turns, swaying the love that is about to overflow, and stretching into the distance with my childhood dreams. ...

Write a composition about the countryside according to the structure of the total score. On Wednesday morning, Class One, Grade Four will organize a spring outing.

After hearing the news, the students were ecstatic and cheered in unison: "Spring outing! Spring outing! ..... "Under the leadership of Teacher Li, we set off in line.

Laughing all the way to Brother Lu, Wang Na, the "singer", sang a spring song with emotion, and we were intoxicated by the wonderful singing.

Twittering birds are singing in the branches, as if welcoming us.

When we came to the field, there were endless wheat fields everywhere, and the green wheat seedlings were overwhelming, shining and dazzling, like huge blankets spread to the horizon ... a breeze blew, like a green ocean, very beautiful.

When we came to the river, the grass stretched out its pointed and tender head, the flowers smiled brightly, and Dad Liu shook the dew on his body, stretching the new green and dancing with the wind, which was very charming.

The river is crystal clear, groups of fish swim around happily, spitting out a string of bubbles from time to time, big white geese and gray ducks playing in the water, and the tinkling streams converge into melodious tunes ... We walk into the flowers and a fragrance comes to the nose. This kind of' fragrance' should only be found in the sky. How many times can it be smelled on the earth? Flocks of butterflies, calling for friends, are flying among the flowers, like a little girl with flowers. I saw the shadow of spring, heard the sound of spring, and felt the vitality and vigor of spring. Although the activity is over, we have also ushered in our own spring.

I have a little yellow dog at home. It's very beautiful. Its hair is yellow and shiny, like it's been oiled. Its eyes are round and big, like a pair of black gems.

Wherever I go, it always likes to follow. I always call him a "follower", but he always stares at me with his black ruby eyes and his slender tail swings from side to side.

It seems to say, "Big Brother, let me follow you and protect you!" " "Every time I look at it, I will shake my fist and stamp my foot to scare it:" If you don't come back, I will beat you.

It had to go back reluctantly, but it turned around in two steps and turned back in three steps. Whenever I see this situation, I always feel bad.

To be honest, I like my dog best.

My dog is the most obedient, lovely, beautiful and lovable.

Although it sometimes eats vegetarian food, they are by no means vegetarian animals.

Its favorite food is meat and bones. It has a handsome face, keen eyes, strong body, thick limbs, very alert and very agile. As soon as there is movement, it will "bark and bark" until the master gives me an order.

Usually, it always likes to play alone in the patio. Small sticks and small glass balls are its playmates. It sometimes chases, sometimes rolls, and sometimes swoops ... in fact, it is practicing its ability to kill the enemy.

People often say that "dogs take mice and mind their own business". In fact, it doesn't think so. No, every night, besides guarding the house, its second duty is to catch mice. We often get up in the morning and see a dead mouse lying around it. This is its trophy.

On Wednesday morning, I organized a spring outing for Class 4 in Xinjin. I was ecstatic at the news. I cheered in unison: spring outing, spring outing ... Li led me to line up neatly, talking and laughing. Wang Naqing, a deer singer, sings Haruka. I was intoxicated by the wonderful songs. Birds are chirping as if welcoming me. The marginal wheat fields in my field are covered with green, sparkling and dazzling green, like a huge carpet ... The breeze blows like a green ocean, which is very beautiful by my river. The grass probe is sharp and tender, the head blooms and the smiling face is bright, the father-in-law Liu shakes his body and dews and stretches the new green to dance with the wind, and the river is crystal clear. Flocks of fish are swimming happily, spitting out a string of bubbles, white geese, gray ducks and water are playing tinkling, and the stream is full of melody and melody ... I walked into the flowers, and the fragrance was really fragrant. There should be several groups of butterflies. Calling friends to dance like a girl's flower, draw a beautiful butterfly picture. I see the shadow of spring and listen to the sound of spring. Although it's over,

My family There are four people in my family: my grandfather, my father, my mother and me. My grandfather is 70 years old this year. He is very kind to me. He is a kind old man. My father is taller than him. He wears a pair of glasses. My mother loves me very much. But she is always strict with me. I am the shortest person in our family. I often smile. I love my family!

Writing a composition in Taoyuan, Taizhou On a sunny Sunday, when spring was blooming, I returned to my hometown, met my grandparents I missed, and also met Taoyuan, which intoxicated me. This endless Taoyuan is a sweet place for me.

In the early morning, the peach garden exudes a fragrance, and the sunshine that comes out from the cracks in the trees is red, purple, blue and gold ... forming a colorful light band.

Just looking at it makes you see things in a blur.

Birds fly from this peach tree to that one, and their songs are so crisp and sweet.

Dewdrops on the trees also rustled down.

Pink peach blossoms are covered with branches, making the peach trees beautiful like a beautiful little girl.

The spring breeze is blowing, and there are flowers from time to time.

Butterflies are attracted by the fragrance of peach blossoms and dance for this peach tree; Bees are not afraid of hard work, flying from afar, buzzing among peach blossoms and busy collecting honey.

Peaches produced in summer are green and small, as big as small glass balls, and covered with hair. Choose one to taste, sour, bitter and astringent.

In autumn, peaches are ripe, as big as an adult's fist.

Some of them are red in green. Take a bite, it's crisp and sweet, sweet and sour.

Some yellow ones are red. Take a bite, it's soft, tender, soft and sweet, and the peach juice will flow into your arms along your fingers. If you are not careful, it will drip into your stomach and let the sweet and sticky honey flow all over your body.

Every season when peaches are ripe, grandpa always smiles at his peaches and says to himself, "We can sell them at a good price again.

"Every time I think about peaches in my hometown, my mouth is watering.

I also hope that children will come to Taoyuan to enjoy peaches in spring and eat peaches in autumn.

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200 words rural beauty I like rural beauty, and the scenery of rural roads, bridges and forests makes me unforgettable.

I went to the country with my brother during the holiday and saw a muddy path winding into the distance.

The footprints left on the road are large and small, deep and shallow, and I don't know how many people have passed by.

Famous and unknown colorful flowers on the roadside waved their hands happily in the breeze, attracting bees and butterflies.

Bees buzzed among the flowers, as if whispering.

Flowers are dancing among the flowers.

They decorated the path more beautifully.

Go straight along the path and it is a small arch bridge.

Under the bridge, the crystal clear stream flows slowly forward.

Lively and lovely fish wagged their tails and played leisurely.

After crossing the bridge, we walked through a green forest where birds were singing from time to time.

This is also a paradise for children! Children are playing hide and seek, skipping rope and telling stories here ... laughter and laughter echoed in the trees.

Ah, lovely small village, where there are blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and clear waters, red flowers and green trees. The fresh air, pleasant climate and beautiful environment here are even better than Xanadu, which makes me reluctant to part.

The 800-word composition on the topic of low-quality life is low-quality life. Two thousand five hundred years ago, Lao Tzu put forward that "being rich and arrogant is to blame; When you retire after work, "Heaven also" is the original annotation of low-paid life.

So what exactly is low-order life? The so-called low-matching life is not to let you compress your living space and reduce your quality of life, but to learn to distinguish and give up in this world where temptations and desires are constantly expanding.

Restraining desire is the core of low-level life.

Weibo said, "The Forbidden City is the largest palace in the world, with nearly 9,000 rooms, extremely luxurious furnishings and dazzling jewels, but the place where the emperor lives is only 10 square meters.

"Why did the Qing emperor spend a lot of effort on it? No matter how big the house is, you only need a bed to sleep; No matter how many dishes, you can only eat with one mouth.

What can you get from such extravagance and waste? In the end, it just made the people complain, and the people were miserable.

Emperor Jing of Han Dynasty, who was famous for his filial piety thousands of years ago, lived in a humble room, drank coarse tea and wore cloth, but laid a solid foundation for the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.

Rejecting temptation is not worth living by.

Zhong of the Tang Dynasty made a great contribution to Tang Xuanzong's accession to the throne, but he kept asking Tang Xuanzong for his official position, and finally came a letter to sentence him to death.

Laozi once said that "the disaster is greater than dissatisfaction, and the blame is greater than desire." Only by constantly refusing temptation can we avoid disaster and live a better life.

Madame Curie only put two chairs in order to let the guests leave early. In order to study better, she didn't communicate with the media too much.

In the face of a friend's invitation, Qian Zhongshu responded humorously: "It feels good to eat an egg. Why do you want to see the hen with that egg? " They, one is a famous scientist at home and abroad, and the other is a famous literary master, but they all choose to live worse than life and refuse the temptation of material things.

Lowering standards is the true meaning of low-quality life.

Some people say, don't always think about what you don't have, but always think about what you have.

In Fu on the Red Wall, I went boating with my guests under the Red Cliff. The guests sighed, "One moment I mourn for my life, and the other moment I admire the infinity of the Yangtze River.

Perilla disagreed, only retorted: "If we look at it with its changers, then the world can't be seen in an instant. If we look at it with its changers, then things are infinite, so why envy it!" A hundred years ago, the poet was exiled, but he still had the company of nature, no fame and fortune, and was still free and easy.

Sometimes, the more material we have, the less space we have for our ideals.

Moderate low-level life not only helps us to restrain our desires more calmly and improve our happiness index, but also helps us to stay away from temptation, focus more on our dreams and goals and find the true meaning of happiness in contentment.

With Mr. Lu Xun's works, we can gaze at the lost history together, interpret the most anxious soul of China in the last century, and constantly analyze the existence of self-individuals in our growth. This is a compulsory course that we have witnessed profoundly, and it will certainly continue and become an indelible eternity in the depths of our souls.

Some people say: Lu Xun is an indescribable existence, and it is quite difficult to walk into his heart. The profundity and complexity of Lu Xun's thought often make future generations fall into the embarrassment of expression when they approach.

However, for us, to taste and experience from the perspective of scholars or critics is really another kind of embarrassment. I can only write down those feelings that are gradually weathered but confident and strong when I grow up, comfort my husband's greatness, and also witness some ... The pastoral realism "From Baicaoyuan to San Tan Yin Yue" is the first work I read, humorous and interesting. Flower beds, Shi Jinglan, Gleditsia sinensis, mulberries, wasps, Polygonum multiflorum Thunb, which is called the son of heaven and human form, and stories about red snakes and beautiful snakes told by big mothers all aroused the farthest and deepest reverie in childhood, and rural life was like the mood at that time.

The article is natural, just like the vegetation in the garden, with lush foliage and all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, which are picked at will.

This kind of child's vision of observing things creates a tension that is dizzying.

The leap soil in "Hometown" is a long-distance traveler who always looks forward to the sudden arrival, catching birds, picking up shells and guarding watermelon fields with interesting things from his hometown, and a beautiful world illuminated by a song "Golden Full Moon".

There is also a "social drama", in which a group of naive children go to the theatre with boats. "The fragrance of beans and wheat on both sides of the strait, the water plants at the bottom of the river", the dark mountains, the faintly visible mountain villa, the baby's horn sound and the joy of boiling beans have all become beautiful scenery in our memory.

Lu Xun painted a beautiful childhood picture for China children after many years with his unique and exquisite brushwork, but he practiced and recognized the so-called hometown feelings with his loneliness. The reflection on reality hidden in this homesickness is a deeper sense of historical mission and life analysis, and it is my experience of reading Mr. Wang's works after a long time, thus subverting the thoughts that were placed in a period and era.

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