I don't know when a dandelion grew in the vegetable field in front of my house. I have seen dandelions before, but that was a long time ago. I vaguely remember my mother saying, "Baby, one day you will fly higher and farther like a dandelion." 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) So, should we know something? 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. Senior one of Mingda Middle School in Funing County, Yancheng City, Jiangsu Province: I have been there twice-600 words Part III: Dandelion, etc. While waiting for the bus, I saw a dandelion flying in the air, with small, slender fluff and small seeds. I want to catch it, but because of the wind brought by my hand, I hold it higher ... I think dandelion should be strong. Every little seed begins after bidding farewell to dandelion's mother. 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 semi-wandering and semi-fixed expectation, a dream of traveling, a dream of reproducing life ... Dandelion's life journey should be a wonderful documentary, starting from the moment she left her mother, with the dream of traveling, and starting from the moment she landed, with the dream of copying life. 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 through your life, from now on, the wind is light and the clouds are light until you die ... Grade 5: Mo You Glass Wire-600 words Chapter 4: Dandelion Dandelion's posture 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. -600 words Chapter 5: Dandelion Dandelion posture Looking 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. -600 words Chapter 6: Dandelion seeds All 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 the last sentence to you: "Thank you" Mei Feng Middle School Senior Three: Chen Zengjie-600 words Chapter VII: dandelion memories Why do you sometimes have to be a bystander to see everything thoroughly? -Inscription In that year, too many things happened to us, and too many things were 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 go and seal it in memory forever! With that long-lost memory, with that forgotten memory, it disappeared ... Maybe, some people have forgotten something for a long time, but at least they have, at least in a dotted night, counting loneliness to the sky over and over again. Those so-called memories of the times ... you don't have to care about tears, you just have to be likable. I have stayed at the bottom of the valley. I know I can't keep you any longer, and I know I can't be alone. Thank you for giving me the beauty of defects. Looking at the white dragonfly in the air and forgetting to move forward, can I re-weave the memory of the ball in my mind ... Let the memory stay there forever ... Black sweater, recalling the past, the days we walked together ~-600 words Chapter 8: Dandelion dance! 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 into the distance, I seem to see a small bridge, flowing water, long smoke, lonely sky ... I can't help but think of a poem by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: to see the sun, for all his glory, 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. Looking up at the clear blue sky, looking back at the past, the past reappears ... 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! -600 words Chapter 9: Dandelion wishes My birthday comes with the hot summer. 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 time, I made a birthday wish: I hope that 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! ..... Even if it is bright sunshine, it 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! -600 words 10: The seed time of dandelion really flies. In a blink of an eye, it is the third class in the afternoon. Look at everyone's dark faces and you will know that everyone has no spirit of the first two classes. 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 drifted 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 my happy childhood quietly in my mother's arms, and then fly to the paradise of my dreams with my ideal wings. 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. Every generation lives a carefree life, and occasionally leaves some unforgettable and amazing things in their own lives, so that future generations will remember his existence ... -600 words 1 1: Dandelion Dandelion looks at spring under the softness of wicker in my heart. 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. -600 words 12: Dandelion has a group of light and beautiful angels, which proudly bloom in the mild sunshine. Oh, you can't bear to say goodbye to your mother, but you are destined to fly. So you took root with colorful dreams. Finally, you bloomed your own style, but you will never forget the warmth snuggling in your mother's arms. The bumps along the way moistened your lonely hearts with thousands of words when your mother said goodbye, and your mother's expectant eyes gave you great support. You still remember that your's hometown is on the sunny grassland, and you will never forget that you all have a clear and resounding name-8th grade: Lin Sifen, Overseas Chinese Middle School in Guilin, Dandelion-500 words Chapter 13: Dandelion Dream I am lying in dandelion flowers, the sun shines on me warmly, the clouds on the horizon are lazily pacing, and the birds are singing sweetly. I lay in the dandelion flowers and watched the bustling urbanites come and go in the distance, with a hint of peace. I lay in the dandelion flowers, and my thoughts became clearer and clearer. Little dandelion seed, with its dream, wants to fly to that distant place without chaos and noise! Zhang Wenjun, Grade 6, Luoyang No.51 Middle School-200 words, 14: Dandelion's agreement "Mom, can I come back?" "You will come back, son." This is an agreement between Dandelion and her children. "Mom, will you wait for me?" "Yes, I will." A small agreement, pinning the hope of dandelion. It will fly with dandelion, and fly with dandelion ... The second day of experimental middle school in Huilai County, Jieyang City, Guangdong Province: Wuyi-500 words No.65438 +05: 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 have been drifting ... the unknown distance is gradually clear and approaching ... the beautiful dream is broken by reality. This is a cliff, so hard that I despair ... Is it all 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 holds her hand, and they are laughing ... "Dad, look, 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's a vast blue sky with happiness in the wind. I let my white filament fly freely and decorate the blue sky with my dream: If you are a dandelion full of dreams, please don't give up your dream, it will give you happiness and let you fly! Liu Jie, Grade 3, Longhu Middle School, Chaoan County.