autumn comes quietly with the faint scent of osmanthus. The campus is full of children's happy and crisp laughter. They gathered in groups under the osmanthus tree, upturned their tender faces and sniffed the faint fragrance. Sweet-scented osmanthus trees have blossomed small buds, which are scattered among the green branches and leaves like rice grains. A breeze blew, and the small buds all smiled, emitting a refreshing fragrance. They are hidden under the green leaves, like a shy little girl, small, tender, fragrant, string by string full of yes, yellowish orange, and more fresh and elegant against the green leaves.
At the edge of the flower bed, pots of blooming chrysanthemums stand on both sides, like dragon whiskers, hydrangeas, crab claws, golden, yellowish and off-white. All kinds, all kinds, all different, pleasing to the eye, people have picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.
The mountains in autumn are not as full of vitality as the new green in spring, nor as affectionate as the green in summer, but colorful and rich. The mountain in autumn is like an oil painting with heavy ink. Look, the hillside covered with maple trees is like a raging fire. The wind blows through the maple forest, and the leaves rub against each other, making a "rustling" sound, and the burning sea of fire seems to come to me. The plane trees on both sides of the mountain road turned golden one after another. With a breeze, the golden leaves left the mother's arms of the tree, stepping on beautiful rhythms and cheerful dance steps, rotating like a happy dancer. Leaves have fallen down, and it kissed the land that raised it, intending to turn it into soil and spit a little new green on the branches next spring. Beside the green stone steps, white wild chrysanthemums are quietly scaling. Use its golden stamens to dedicate a little fragrance to the mountains. The grass is still full of hills, and the autumn wind has not faded them. Flaming maple leaves, golden phoenix leaves, white flowers and green grass, isn't this like a watercolor painting?
autumn fields are full of harvest. The breeze blows a large area of golden rice fields, stirring up layers of rice waves. The farmers are all bent, with sickles in their hands, straw hats and a big white towel hanging around their necks. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans have already seeped from the top of my head, but the joy of harvest still hangs on my face. Take a breath lightly, as if you can smell the fragrant smell of rice made of rice. In the orchard, the thick fruit trees are covered with fruits, which are sweet and heavy. Apple blushed, revealing a round body; Pear is like a fat doll, hanging between branches; Jujube is as red as agate, waiting for people to taste its sweet taste. At this time, there were more vendors coming and going, and more vehicles were transported. The whole orchard showed a busy scene.
The water in autumn also has a special taste. The cheerful stream hummed and flowed to the foot of the mountain, tinkling and drumming. Slap on the stone, splash, splash in the bright sunshine, bright force your eyes. The pool is so clear that you can see pebbles at the bottom of the water. Occasionally, a few leaves fall on the water, just like a boat, rowing freely, and the water slightly spreads ripples around, like fish scales, so gentle and quiet.
2. Ask for an essay on "expression"
―― If one day, you will meet someone who looks exactly like him, do you think he is him? Is it possible? Is this fate, or is it another malicious joke? "One boring afternoon, a boring man, holding a boring book, said two boring words-boring!" I still clearly remember that this was the first sentence I heard him say. It was a scorching afternoon, and I felt everything around me was smoking. I stood at the window and stared at the boy after hearing the sound. He looked at the book, with a slightly upturned smile on his mouth, so confident ... In this way, we met.
We will fall madly in love with the same star; At the same time, it will produce a * * * sound for an article; Will be baptized by the sunshine together in such a hot afternoon ... The "happiness" of youth is always around us, but now, I can't find the trace left by him. When he left, I felt left out by the whole world. When he was away, I was at a loss. I would think of having breakfast together in the morning and he helped me with my lessons in my spare time. I will think of the scene where we walked together by the river ... In those days, I got along with him in dribs and drabs, such as spring breeze and rain drops, vividly.
His slightly upturned smile always gives me spiritual comfort. However, all this will never happen again. I don't remember how empty the days without my bosom friend were, except that the emptiness also ended in a summer afternoon. An accidental meeting, in the school reading room, I can't clearly remember how it happened, only saying "I'm sorry". However, at that moment, with such a familiar voice and so familiar eyes, I have come to another world, with a confident and smiling expression ... deja vu, "Is it really him?" Is it still possible? " Because that time, these questions have been entangled in me and pressed in my heart like a mystery.
Take a chance to find out, maybe the answer will be revealed soon, but the result is disappointing to me ... I came to the river where I played together, and walked slowly, feeling very tired. I sat down at random and looked up at the sky. The sky was so vast, and the white clouds walked so slowly, which seemed to be slower than time. I seem to be a weeping willow, swaying listlessly in the wind, letting the wind blow my hair, lying on the grass, facing the sky, I open my heart layer by layer, * * * out of the deepest corner of my heart, full of words I really want to talk about, and now I feel like a failure, a little depressed, a little inferior, as if I lost confidence and couldn't find the courage to struggle, and his expression suddenly appeared in front of me. He said softly, "Tears to express pain can only reflect a person's weakness. I believe you don't want to be weak. Please let the tears go away with the wind. What you need to leave is confidence and courage ..." It's still the same expression-the smile with the corners of your mouth slightly tilted, which makes me full of confidence. In this noisy city, whenever I am tired, I will look up at the sky. Only the sky is still so blue and the white clouds are still walking so slowly, just like his expression.
I always remember a smile. The school dormitory should be air-conditioned. I read books in the dormitory and listen to the rhythmic tapping on the balcony.
everything is so harmonious. After reading the book, I sat up, leaned on the desk and looked at the migrant workers who installed air conditioners for us on the balcony.
Their clothes are dirty, but those in their line of work are not normal if they are not dirty, I think. There are two people on the balcony, one is drilling holes, and the other is cleaning the dust on the ground. Seeing their skilled movements, we can think that they have been cooperating for many years.
it didn't take long for the tapping to become smaller, and then it stopped. Obviously, their work today is over.
naturally, I looked on the balcony and found that two migrant workers were also packing their tools. After a while, the migrant worker who cleaned up the garbage came in from the balcony and was ready to leave.
At this moment, I was surprised to find that he was so young. He seemed to be a few years younger than me. He was short, thin, with a very white face and neat hair, but he was covered with dust and lost his original luster. The eyes are not big, but they give people a feeling of vitality, so they also look very good.
He's really young. I looked at him with surprised eyes. He didn't notice, but walked with his head down. When he walked beside us, he raised his head, looked at me instantly, and then adjusted the muscles on his face harmoniously, so he smiled.
This is a strange smile. Is it because of a stranger or a strange smile? I have never answered this question. The smile went out in an instant, and he passed me quickly. However, I felt that his body was still smiling. It was a smile of confidence in life, a smile of infinite longing for life, or just a courtesy from the heart for strangers.
Since then, his smile has been fixed in my memory: pure, clean, confident, carefree and direct. Man is a smiling animal, but his smile fades away with time.
Perhaps in this day and age, the place with the most smiles is the store, but the professional smile that appears on the waiter's face is not vivid enough. Of course, if you fall down in the street, you will also get a smile from passers-by, but it is an embarrassing smile, an impersonal gloating smile, and a smile that goes against your personality.
So, at first sight of his smile, I have a long-lost feeling. In my memory, I will think of him working in a dirty environment. Although he was exhausted, he could show a wonderful smile on his dusty face.
this smile is so spontaneous and natural, so true and pure, and so clear and touching. His youth tells me the poverty of his family, his work tells me the hardships of his life, but his smile tells me his attitude and understanding of life, which also proves his inner beauty.
what a rare smile. 3. What's in my expression bag (composition)
There's nothing in my expression bag
Laughter is just an expression, which has nothing to do with happiness.
In such a big world, who knows that they are really happy if they laugh and laugh all day? Sometimes even if you are sad, don't you just mention the corner of your mouth, 45 degrees, and you just smile. A smile for others is just a mask. Who will smile at you from the heart? Still here, your own happiness and sadness, a person to solve.
There are not many people who can smile on the outside and be really happy on the inside. They live freely and are not bothered by life. The reason why I can be so carefree is that I don't give myself pressure. Live easily and laugh easily.
It's not easy to live stress-free, but as long as you are in quiet inside, you can be quiet and far-reaching.
for others, expression is very important. Give each other a smile and others will feel very warm. Friendly smiles, evil smiles, bright smiles ... all kinds of smiles. Even if you don't laugh from your heart, make others feel happy on the surface.
Maybe tomorrow, and in the future, when you are sad, you will find yourself still smiling. It turns out that it has become a habit. Even if I am sad, I will be relieved when I see my smile.
therefore, smile when you are happy, and raise your mouth when you are unhappy. At least, let yourself be warm after being injured. 4. composition about what's in my emoticon pack
My emoticon pack _ 7 words written by primary school students. Now many emoticon packs are popular on the Internet. No, I also made a special emoticon pack.
I'm glad that he finally showed a long-lost smile and a row of white teeth. The hearty laughter echoed in the air, and two small and shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks. Although there was only a small gap left in his eyes, the light of joy radiated from this small gap and lit up his red face. Anger, he was really angry. His face was always red to his neck, and his neck was dozens of times thicker than before. The veins and veins on his neck were about to burst, and his chest fell to the ground together, as if there was a balloon in it, which was blown up by naughty children and then let go.
The teeth in your mouth are put together, which is really "grinning"! Nose is big enough to fit two earths. Nose is panting, and two eyebrows are twisted together like a fight, forming a standard "inverted figure of eight". The eyes are the boss's, and they have a fight with the frog's eyes. There is still burning anger in their eyes, as if they can burst out and burn the enemy to ashes! The hair on my head has stood on end. It's really a "storm with anger"! In a word, he is like a complete and angry "little Guan Gong". Crying He really cried this time. It was from his heart. He wanted to hold back his tears, but the tears swirled in his eyes so hard that everything in front of him was blurred as if he were looking through the ice. What a tear! Finally, tears welled up in his eyes, and the tears flowed over his cheeks, brighter and clearer, gradually like crystals, and finally like diamonds, shining with golden light! On his cheek, a bridge was built, a bridge of friendship.
That tear fell silently on the ground, instantly illuminating the whole night sky, and proclaiming the preciousness of friendship to the world! Fear of "roar"! What's that noise? I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart. My body was covered with goose bumps, and I lost consciousness as if I had been anchored by an anchor needle. Fortunately, I woke up in time, and then a behemoth was just around the corner. What worried me, what hit me like a deer, all stood aside, and I only felt that my insides had shifted! Ha ha! How's it going? I think I made a good expression pack. I want to write a composition, "My Expression Pack"
My Expression Pack
Three years have passed, and it is another hot summer. Parting without preheating is clearly visible at the moment of entering the examination room. On the eve of the exam, we were in a happy mood, including crying, laughing, helplessness, collapse and unwillingness, but only, no goodbye.
There are a series of smiling faces in WeChat chat, saying words of parting without crying and seeing you again in the future, but I have already cried my face with my mobile phone. Memories are full of smiling faces: the joy of class group outing, the surprise for the teacher's birthday ... Every moment of laughter is fixed and fixed as an eternal commemoration. After three short years of youth, we don't know where we will meet again in the future, but I believe that even if we live far apart, we will miss each other.
Many people have the expression of "Wang Nima" collapse, and many people also echo their reluctance. Yes, it seems that three years is just a moment, and it is gone forever in our ignorance and fighting. I still owe a thank you to the class teacher. I still need a promised postcard from my deskmate. I have a long-prepared ball game that has been put off because I am preparing for the senior high school entrance examination. I still have so many dreams to finish ... Why, I left without saying a word?
in the voice of wechat, many students finally couldn't help turning on their mobile phones again and again, and the feelings of leaving flooded. We are sad about the mistakes we made in the past. We are sad about the harm we caused to our teachers or classmates because of outspoken. We are also sad that we should have struggled in the era, but we didn't try our best ... Countless crying expressions are bouncing. Everyone has different crying pictures in their expression packs, but they express the same kind of sadness.
Youth is like this. If we meet by chance, we will meet again by chance. Every expression represents the color of youth, and every color is the best gift in our life. If you cry and laugh, you will be troubled, and if you struggle, you will struggle. Youth should be like this, so real and so wonderful.
Our youth will never end, my watch.