When you grow up, you will naturally have various emotions and get tired of that obedient child. Yes, people will change their hobbies when they grow up. Only dandelion, I have always liked it.
Love its enterprising spirit, love its courage to fly high, it tells us with life: even if we are not outstanding, even if we are humble, we can advance, succeed and win.
A gust of wind blows, leaves fall and petals fall, but they don't try to fly higher, only dandelions-stubbornly fly. It can't ride the wind and waves and fly across the ocean with its wings like a bird, but it still works hard, even if it is sowing seeds, but this spirit is commendable. Yes, dandelion has never been complacent. It proved itself with practical actions-I can, I can, I will succeed.
Such a trivial little creature can have such a great fighting spirit. As the most powerful human being in the 20th century, why can't we fight for our own glory? We are much stronger than dandelion, but we are blinded by the rapid development of the times. Are the so-called "official second generation" and "rich second generation" excellent? Maybe one of them is a dude. I'm just saying maybe. (Hua Yitong Literature www.va-etong.com)
So, what should we know? Dandelion is for reference only and really depends on yourself. It is impossible for everyone to be hit by an apple like Newton. The future is in our hands. Are you ready to succeed? Come on, my friend.
Junior one of Mingda Middle School in Funing County, Yancheng City, Jiangsu Province: I passed it twice.
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Chapter III: Dandelion
While waiting for the bus, I saw dandelions flying in the air, with small, slender fluff and small seeds. I tried to catch it, but I held it higher because of the wind brought by my hand. ...
I think dandelion should be very strong. Every little seed, after bidding farewell to dandelion's mother, began to travel alone, drifting with the wind, and when it found a suitable settlement, it would take root and start the next link of life. Every dandelion mother gives the little dandelion a pair of flying wings, which are delicate and beautiful fluff. However, the little dandelion must have a dream and fly far away. The seed is a dream, a kind of semi-wandering and semi-fixed expectation, a dream of carrying travel and a dream of reappearing life. ...
Dandelion's life journey should be a wonderful documentary. From the moment she left her mother, she began to dream of traveling, and from the moment she landed, she began to dream of life reproduction. This kind of life journey is also simple. There are only two things in life, but it takes a lifetime to complete them, which is beyond our power. I think their hearts are very strong, they have firm beliefs, and they have been practicing their dreams since they were born.
Fluttering with the wind, the delicate and soft fluff carries the dream of a lifetime, which is a great thing. The sun is shining. It turns out that dandelion also has a weak side, but it should also be the strongest side.
Honey, you know what? If I can, I would like to become a dandelion, live in the world, skip countless difficulties and hardships with a flying posture, just to protect you day and night; Adhere to the belief of dreams and turn them into powerful forces, just to care for your dribs and drabs; Holding the attitude of resolutely taking root after seeing all the prosperity, just to accompany you, from now on, the wind is light and the clouds are light, until death do us part. ...
Grade 5: You, Melissa.
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Article 4: Dandelion
Dandelion looks at spring under the softness of wicker. I'm bored at home, flipping through books and thinking about the coming exam. Suddenly I heard a voice say to me, "Go out for a walk." I looked around and made sure that I was the only one at home, and continued to pick up the book. "Go out for a walk." The voice rang again. I put down my book and walked out of the house.
Spring after the rain is particularly enchanting, which makes me want to be close to her involuntarily. Smell the flowers, listen to the birds, and then sit by the sea and feel the spring. Hey, what's that? There was a piece of white velvet in the grass, which attracted my attention. I went straight to it and found it was actually a dandelion! But I changed my mind immediately, because it just rained heavily. How can a dandelion stand it? Is that the incarnation of an angel? No, not an angel. Angels will not be baptized by storms here. He'll just hide around Maria. Is it an elf? No, not an elf. An elf will not experience the fun of a soldier here. He can only fly in the garden. Is it a princess?
No, not the princess. The princess won't listen to grandma Feng's story here. She only cries when she is timid. Is it a prince? No, not the prince. The prince will not be buried in the mud here. He will only try his best to show his talent. What is this? This is Gorky's petrel, baptized in the storm. Closer, you can see more clearly, it is a virgin's skin, thick youth!
I want to take it off and let it dance in my hand. I bent down and found it covered with small yellow flowers. It seems that dandelion blooms again after withering. The little yellow flower in that story has never wandered since the day she was born! Then the voice remembered again: "It's time to go home, or you'll catch a cold." I chose to leave, turn around and breathe again: dandelion is still swaying in the wind.
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Chapter 5: Dandelion
Dandelion looks at spring under the softness of wicker.
I'm bored at home, flipping through books and thinking about the coming exam. Suddenly I heard a voice say to me, "Go out for a walk." I looked around and made sure that I was the only one at home, and continued to pick up the book. "Go out for a walk." The voice rang again. I put down my book and walked out of the house. Spring after the rain is particularly enchanting, which makes me want to be close to her involuntarily. Smell the flowers, listen to the birds, and then sit by the sea and feel the spring.
Hey, what's that? There was a piece of white velvet in the grass, which attracted my attention. I went straight to it and found it was actually a dandelion! But I changed my mind at once, because it just rained heavily. How can dandelion stand it? Is that the incarnation of an angel?
No, not an angel. Angels will not be baptized by storms here. He'll just hide around Maria. Is it an elf? No, not an elf. An elf will not experience the fun of a soldier here. He can only fly in the garden. Is it a princess? No, not the princess. The princess won't listen to grandma Feng's story here. She only cries when she is timid. Is it a prince? No, not the prince. The prince will not be buried in the mud here. He will only try his best to show his talent. What is this?
This is Gorky's petrel, baptized in the storm. Closer, you can see more clearly, it is a virgin's skin, thick youth!
I want to take it off and let it dance in my hand. I bent down and found it covered with small yellow flowers. It seems that dandelion blooms again after withering. The little yellow flower in that story has never wandered since the day she was born! Then the voice remembered again: "It's time to go home, or you'll catch a cold." I chose to leave, turn around and breathe again: dandelion is still swaying in the wind.
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Chapter 6: Dandelion seeds
All good things must come to an end. As a dandelion seed, how can I drag out an ignoble existence and hide under the protection of my mother?
Time changes everything. Now that I have grown up, I should fly with the wind and find my own paradise.
If a river wants to be clear, it can only keep flowing. If you stay where you are, it will only get more and more turbid. Dandelion is my home and my mother, but I must leave, because only in this way can I bloom more brilliantly.
I still have a group of brothers and sisters in my mother's arms. They grew up with me. We walked many roads together, laughed together, chased together and worked hard together. When I was most helpless, you whispered to me, "Come on, you can do it." "Don't lose heart, achievements can only represent the past." Now, like you, I will leave an invisible umbrella to face the ups and downs. Maybe we will be in different places in the future, but after all, we all have the same goal "dream", so it's time for me to say to you: "Come on, you can do it".
Mother has given us too much, and we can only repay her kindness in raising us by opening more colorful and beautiful flowers than others. We can't live up to your teaching, so I will definitely work hard.
I am about to graduate from high school. How can I let everything down for a sumptuous banquet and for my people? You know, only when dandelion produces the most vivid flowers will someone appreciate it. My new banquet will be more and more abundant until my mother and my brothers and sisters arrive together. When my mother and others are proud of me, that is my ultimate goal. So, I'm leaving. Goodbye, my mother. Goodbye, my friend.
Because fate has brought us together, I want to say "thank you" at last.
Senior 3 of Mei Feng Middle School: Chen Zengjie
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Chapter 7: The memory of dandelion.
Why sometimes, you have to be a bystander to see everything thoroughly.
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That year, too much happened to us, and it was suffocating. At the moment when my heart was pounding, I made an irreparable mistake, but I didn't know that we were all the same.
Time is swallowed up by the years, so we are at the mercy of time. Originally, I wanted to keep the deepest secret in my heart and keep it in my heart forever, but an accident forced me to say it because I believed you. But the result disappointed me. This once "secret" is now almost an open fact.
It's all over. I went through the corner reluctantly. I am very tired. Gradually, I forgot the story I always wanted to forget, and forgot the things I couldn't let go.
But one day, something broke the peace and the memories of the past were brought up again. I know something I've always known, but I'm not sure. Maybe I already guessed it!
Since it is a secret, let it be sealed in memory forever!
With that long-lost memory, with that forgotten memory, it disappeared. ...
Perhaps, some people, some things, have long forgotten, but at least once, at least in a dotted night, they told the sky about loneliness over and over again, recalling those so-called once. ...
You don't have to care.
Tears just want to be just right
I have stayed at the bottom of the valley.
I know I can't keep you any longer.
I also know I can't live without loneliness.
Thank you for giving me the beauty of defects.
Look at that white dragonfly.
Forgot to advance in the air.
Can you knit it again?
Memories of fluff balls in my mind
……
Let the memories stay there forever.
……
Black sweater, once memories, the days we walked together ~
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Chapter 8: Dandelion Dance
I hate it! Autumn wind is late! I see leaves everywhere, bleak everywhere and yellow everywhere. That's my mind, only dandelion is still swaying.
Looking thousands of miles away, looking up for nine days, I just want to have wings and go back to the past.
I think of those six years again, and time flies like water. I just feel sad and helpless.
Students, can you hear my call? Can you hear my cry?
Do you remember? On the edge of the vast and clear waves, we imagine the future; Looking at the clouds and the sky, we chatted; In the flower path pavilion, we argued endlessly about learning; We laughed heartily when the magnolia flowers fell.
I can't forget it! Thunderous applause; I can't forget it! That angelic smile.
My heart is empty and sour.
As the sun sets, I lean on the river alone. The setting sun sprinkled on the water, creating gentle rose ripples. The bright sunset imprisoned me. Climbing high and looking far, I seem to see a small bridge, running water, long smoke and sunset, and a lonely sky. ...
I can't help thinking of a poem by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: to see the sun, for all his glory was buried in the coming night. Just too sad and helpless, how can the sunset bear such sadness?
Sitting alone, full of stars, marveling at the infinite vastness and immortal light of the past. Walking in autumn, listening to the whisper of the wind, the path paved with yellow leaves has been extended to the distance. I stroked the straight white trunk of the birch tree with my hand. Look up at the clear blue sky, look back on the past, and the past will reappear. ...
Parting, tearful eyes, a thousand words, turned into affection; Fall, loss, fear, darkness, firmness "In the storm, this pain is nothing, dry your tears, don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams." Awaken the dawn of hope in my heart, and only hope to meet my old friends again.
Friend, when can we meet?
Don't care how many cycles you wait.
I don't care if laughter is accompanied by tears!
Blow away dandelion and let it fly with my tears!
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Chapter 9: Dandelion's Wish
With the hot summer, my birthday is coming. When the breeze blows, wicker flies in the air, as if it brought me birthday wishes!
My birthday party was held under this willow tree. With the breeze, my long hair flutters in the air like wicker, like a stick between heaven and earth!
The song at the birthday party gradually sounded, and the arrival of the night, coupled with the blessings of my friends, gradually hung a hook on my mouth! Since then, I have another smiling face in my memory.
The arrival of the night makes this birthday party more special and dazzling!
My birthday party, like a bright star in Ningxia night sky, shines in the night sky. At this moment, I made a birthday wish:
I hope every animal and plant living on the earth will be happy forever!
At this time, the beautiful meteor passed by me, as if willing to realize my wish!
Happy laughter rang again, how light and comfortable it was; That degree is so deep and heavy!
Wicker gently brushed my ear from time to time, as if caressing me and taking the first step for my wish. Although the pace is light, I can feel it.
The breeze blew, blowing wicker and my long hair; It hit our hearts and desires.
The breeze caresses the earth and caresses our faces!
Sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic and Dandelion flew all over the world with my wishes in the breeze, and some even flew out of the earth, out of the Milky Way and into various orbits, where they took root and sprouted, realizing my wishes forever, recording my wishes forever, and keeping my wishes fresh forever!
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Even the bright sunshine is quite dazzling to me, which forces me to cover my eyes with my hands. However, despite waking up, although it was a dream of Conan; However, there are dandelions flying around the world in the breeze!
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Chapter 10: dandelion seeds
How time flies! It's the third class in the afternoon in a blink of an eye. Look at everyone's dark faces and you will know that everyone has no spirit of the first two classes at all. One by one is like a soldier who has just come down from the battlefield, exhausted and sleepy.
The bell just rang, but I'm not in the mood to go to class. I really want to have a good sleep. Looking at the scenery outside the window and imagining that the "brothers and sisters" on the Internet are enjoying their happy time, there is always a bad taste in my heart. Occasionally, a dandelion seed appeared in my sight, and a small brown seed hung on the snow-white fluff, which was very cute.
Dandelion seeds fluttered gently in the wind, as if drifting to a distant country. My heart floated out of the classroom, out of reality and slowly moved to the virtual. At this time, I really want to turn into a dandelion seed, spend a beautiful and happy childhood quietly in my mother's arms, and then spread my ideal wings and fly to the paradise of my dreams. Finish what you should do there and live a dreamy life freely.
A gust of wind blew from the window, and the dandelion danced its light white fluff and ran quickly. Before I remembered, it had quietly disappeared from my sight. Think about how time flies. In a blink of an eye, there was only a piece of white smoke between heaven and earth.
However, in this vast land, where did this weak life come from and where will it go? Perhaps, no one will know, they only know that dandelion is doing this to breed, in order to leave something memorable and proud in its limited short life. Yes, dandelions are like people. Several generations have lived carefree lives, and occasionally left something memorable and amazing in their own lives, which has made future generations remember his existence. ...
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Article 1 1: Dandelion in my heart
Dandelion looks at spring under the softness of wicker.
I'm bored at home, flipping through books and thinking about the coming exam. Suddenly I heard a voice say to me, "Go out for a walk." I looked around and made sure that I was the only one at home, and continued to pick up the book. "Go out for a walk." The voice rang again. I put down my book and walked out of the house.
Spring after the rain is particularly enchanting, which makes me want to be close to her involuntarily. Smell the flowers, listen to the birds, and then sit by the sea and feel the spring.
Hey, what's that? There was a piece of white velvet in the grass, which attracted my attention. I went straight to it and found it was actually a dandelion! But I changed my mind immediately, because it just rained heavily. How can a dandelion stand it? Is that the incarnation of an angel? No, not an angel. Angels will not be baptized by storms here. He'll just hide around Maria. Is it an elf? No, not an elf. An elf will not experience the fun of a soldier here. He can only fly in the garden. Is it a princess? No, not the princess. The princess won't listen to grandma Feng's story here. She only cries when she is timid. Is it a prince? No, not the prince. The prince will not be buried in the mud here. He will only try his best to show his talent. What is this? This is Gorky's petrel, baptized in the storm.
Closer, you can see more clearly, it is a virgin's skin, thick youth!
I want to take it off and let it dance in my hand. I bent down and found it covered with small yellow flowers. It seems that dandelion blooms again after withering. The little yellow flower in that story has never wandered since the day she was born! Then the voice remembered again: "It's time to go home, or you'll catch a cold." I choose to leave, turn around and breathe again:
Dandelion is still swaying in the wind
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Article 12: dandelion
There are a group of angels
Light and beautiful
In the mild sunshine
Proud bloom
oh
You can't bear to say goodbye to mom.
But destined to fly
therefore
You have colorful dreams.
Living plants
finally
You showed your style.
But I can't forget
It is the warmth of snuggling in the mother's arms.
This is a bumpy road.
This is my mother's farewell letter.
Moisten your lonely heart
That's the look my mother expected when she said goodbye.
Gave you great support.
Do you remember
Your hometown is on the sunny grassland.
You will never forget it.
You all have a clear and resounding name-dandelion.
Eighth grade of Guilin Overseas Chinese Middle School: Lin Sifen
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13: dandelion's dream
I'm lying in dandelion flowers.
The sun shines on me warmly.
The clouds paced lazily on the horizon.
Birds are singing sweetly.
I'm lying in dandelion flowers.
Looking at the bustling urbanites coming and going in the distance.
Peace in my heart
With a hint of sadness
I'm lying in dandelion flowers.
Look at dandelion seeds flying in the wind.
The world is so big.
Where will it take root?
I'm lying in dandelion flowers.
My thoughts are getting clearer.
Dandelion seed
It wants to take its dream with it.
Fly to that distant place without chaos and noise!
Zhang Wenjun, Grade 6, Luoyang No.51 Middle School.
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Article 14: Agreement on Dandelion
"mom,
Can I come back? "
"You will come back,
Kid. "
this is
Dandelion's agreement with her children.
"That mother,
Will you wait for me? "
"yes,
I will. "
A little agreement,
With the hope of dandelion.
It will fly with dandelion, fly …
Wu Yi, the second day of experimental middle school in Huilai County, Jieyang City, Guangdong Province
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15: dandelion's dream
I float in the air with hope and dance with the wind. Far away, what is far away? Dawn? Breeze? Soft rain? I'm obsessed with floating. ...
The unknown distance is gradually clear and approaching ... the beautiful dream is broken by reality. It's a cliff, so hard that I despair. ...
Everything, everything is over?
In order to continue my life, I must take root here. I contend with the hard earth with soft roots, and I will never give in! This is the power of life, the power of dreams! I firmly believe that as long as I live, as long as I have dreams, as long as I work hard, white flowers will always bloom!
Everything is not over yet!
Stubborn cliffs are just the beginning. After I took my first step, the wind began to stir my fragile body. There is a contemptuous tone in the wind. My heart is full of resentment, my blood is surging, and my will is firm in tempering. Oh, mom said, "Thank you for torturing you."
For a long time, I grew up bit by bit in the blowing of strong winds and the beating of heavy rains. My body is no longer fragile, my will is no longer depressed, what remains unchanged is an eternal dream.
On this day, the morning sun shone on my cheeks, and my ears were a little noisy. I rubbed my eyes: that's an innocent child. Her father is holding her hand and they are laughing. ...
"Dad, you see, white velvet flowers ..."
Flowers? I looked at myself in surprise. That's a white flower! I can't help sighing, and my heart is filled with hope. ...
It is a vast blue sky, and the wind contains happiness. I let out my white filaments, let them fly freely, and decorate the blue sky with my dreams:
If you are a dandelion full of dreams, please don't give up your dream, it will give you happiness and make you soar!
Liu Jie, Grade 3, Longhu Middle School, Chaoan County.