Composition about that summer 1 In the city of Shaoxing, summer nights are leisurely, lively and wonderful.
As night falls, you can take a walk on the eight-character bridge to slow down the busy pace during the day and feel the life scene of the old Shaoxing people. At the entrance of Qiaotou store, people are squatting on small benches, chatting about family affairs and major events: whose children are in kindergarten; Where has the road been blocked recently? Which national policy is very beneficial to our people ... talking about happiness, dancing and being as excited as a child. Looking down on the splayed bridge, the street lamps on both sides are reflected on the water, and Huang Cancan is bright. On both sides of the river are a row of bungalows with white walls and tiles, which are typical water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. The street lamps in the old street are dim, but the light from the room is very eye-catching. There are several, the sound of TV is on, and they can be heard clearly every ten meters outside the door. Some hutongs occasionally meet some old people enjoying the cool, holding a fan in their hands and shaking it around as if playing an old tune.
Through a winding alley called black dragon, you arrive at Didang New Town, which is a sea of lights and a world of light. High-rise buildings are one after another, and the roads are full of speeding cars. Some people go out for activities, exercise and shopping, while others are greedy for supper. If it is healthy for the elderly to go to bed early and get up early, then it is healthy for us young people to stay up late. Walking into the building, the air conditioner is chilly, and it is a completely different world from the outside. The building is full of excitement, especially cold drinks shops and dessert shops. What is more exciting than drinking a glass of iced juice on a hot day? Staying inside for a long time often forgets the outside world. Only when you go home will you find that, alas, it has rained outside.
Gradually, gradually, it is already late at night. Everyone in the building is gone, and everyone in the alley is asleep. The day is over.
Composition 2 About that summer, classmates, have you distributed all the books? "Asked the teacher standing on the podium. I see, the students replied lazily under the stage, well, school is over then. The teacher announced. The students ran out of the classroom like birds. Ling Zhen and Ocean also ran out of the classroom together.
Along the way, Haiyang has been looking down at textbooks, and the courses have increased, a lot! Yeah, a lot. The ocean is at the crossroads. Goodbye. Ling really doesn't want to say. Goodbye. The ocean still keeps a low profile. After being separated from Ling Zhen, the ocean was knocked down by a man, and all the books fell to the floor. She looked up and saw a handsome guy who could be described as beautiful, but the boy gave the ocean a cold feeling. Ice cubes. Bing, the boy said, Sorry, my name is Han. He's gone, even his name is cold. Ocean tried to stand up, but he sprained his foot and sat down again. The boy named Han was probably sorry and ran back to help Haiyang pick up all the books on the ground. The ocean looked at him blankly, let the ocean hold it and pick it up by itself. What are you doing? Let me go! The ocean struggled to flow down. Do not move. Han Leng said coldly that the ocean did not dare to move a word, so it had to be held. ...
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor looked at Haiyang's feet, bandaged her and said she could go. On the way back to the dormitory, Han thanked him. The ocean said cautiously. Cang Xie said with a frown, you're welcome. Don't call me Han in future. That's not Han. What's his name? The ocean asked foolishly. It's Cang Xie, okay? Cang Xie said impatiently. Yes, but I can't name it. It must be called. Korea's arrogance said. But I just can't call it out. The ocean is wronged. Are you sure you don't scream? The ocean shook its head and kissed you without asking me! Cang Xie said badly. Okay, okay, my name is Cang Xie. The ocean is still screaming. That's right. Ok, this is your dormitory. Good night
Composition about that summer 3 Summer rain is not as continuous as spring rain. It keeps falling. It fell when people didn't realize it. Look, it was so reckless that it came quietly before we were ready.
Summer rain came in a hurry. Some people haven't packed their clothes yet, so they moved into delicate flowers and found a place to hide ... here you are.
Summer rain, you are big and fat, like a soybean grain rolling down, my brother and I feel that this is the most comfortable, the weather is so hot, it is rare for the next rain to finally get wet. Summer rain is a kind of unspeakable comfort, just like massage. I run around in the rain and forget my clothes. I will catch a cold and forget myself. At this time, my brother also ran out, and we played, jumped and ran together in the rain. ...
Mother came over and saw us playing in the rain. What are we afraid of? I picked up an umbrella for both of us and went back, but my brother didn't take a step, and water splashed everywhere. Every time, water splashes on his mother's clothes. Mother was angry, threw away handfuls of umbrellas and grabbed them. It didn't take long for the two of us to stop raining, and my mother went to look for clothes for the three of us. We sat in the chair waiting for her to come, but the sky began to cry again. We played in the rain again, so mother had to let us play.
Every vegetable, leaf and grass in the field of life has become a wonderful piano key. The fluttering rain is countless clean and soft fingers, playing one elegant ditty after another, and each note has a wonderful color. Soon the rain stopped, but these wonderful music will never be forgotten in my mind.
Summer rain comes and goes in a hurry. It left quietly before I finished enjoying it.
Composition about that summer 4 The most mysterious thing in the four seasons of the year is summer; The most mysterious thing in summer is night.
It can be said that the stars are the characteristics of summer nights. Looking up at the starry sky, I can only see the stars, as if countless pairs of eyes are winking at you tirelessly. I was lying on the lawn, counting the stars one by one, and I was confused when I counted them. Suddenly, a plane flashed colorful signal lights, leaving a beautiful arc.
Besides, insects on summer nights-cicadas, grasshoppers and frogs-are also very interesting. At first glance, it seems noisy-if you are in a bad mood, it is even more annoying. But listen carefully, ah! These little insects seem to be having a grand concert! The bass frog croaked in a low voice there, not knowing what to sing; Cicada screams "Cicada" like a violinist; "woof!" Suddenly, a puppy jumped on me and scared the bug half to death. Who knows that it only comes to accompany: "Wang!" "On the other side:" Cicada! " "Quack" and "Woof!" "I know! "The branches were rustled by the earthquake.
Mr. Ji Xianlin once wrote "Oleander in the Moonlight" in the article "Oleander". I'm far less clever than Ji Lao, and I don't have such a style, but the gardenia in my hometown yard is worth mentioning.
On summer nights, gardenias in the yard are particularly fragrant. As soon as you opened the door, a strong fragrance immediately came to your face, filling your voice and mouth with fragrance, which I dare say is more fragrant than any bottle of foreign famous brand perfume. Fireflies are flying in the yard, making gardenias bright, so white and tender, so tall and straight. Grandma often picks some for her neighbors. In a short time, the whole alley and even the whole street were full of flowers.
Summer night is a blooming gardenia, like all insects, a star. ...
Composition 5 of that summer: Flowers fall, gardenias bloom, and summer is singing and dancing in the world, scattering a ray of brilliance.
The branches of this big tree spread out to make it look greener and more lush. The sun casts mottled shadows, cicadas sing summer hymns in the trees, watermelons pat their bulging bellies in the fields, and seedlings twist their slender waists. A summer oil painting full of green!
There is an idiom called "beautiful as summer flowers", but I really can't think of anything more beautiful than summer flowers in this world.
Honeysuckle is dancing with golden ribbons, making itself particularly charming; Gardenia carefully wiped every petal of herself, lying in the arms of green leaves and laughing enchanting; Morning glory wakes up early, puts on a purple dress and sucks the first drop of dew in the morning; In the pool, the lotus is like a graceful little fairy, dancing in the water and rippling in circles; Even the green foxtail wants to compete with them, and the green "dog tail" adds hazy beauty in the sun.
The rain in summer, also don't have a charm.
Like a child, tears come and go, and summer rain comes without warning. Sometimes, it will rain in Mao Mao in a clear sky, like silk and fog, and it will be crystal clear under the sunlight. Then it began to rain cats and dogs, with lightning and thunder. The pouring rain drove away the summer heat and brought cool comfort.
Summer nights have become a world of insects.
Fireflies lit small lanterns and lit up a meadow, like stars flying all over the sky. Crickets sit in pairs in front of flowers and whisper to each other. The moonlight reflected the silence, and frogs came from all directions. At this moment, it seems that frogs all over the world are singing "Summer Symphony" in chorus.
A flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi. Summer is colorful, and everyone looks at it differently.
However, it is undeniable that summer is beautiful and beautiful. ...
Have you ever felt the beauty of summer in this midsummer season?
Composition about that summer 6 In the hot summer, "heat" became our biggest enemy, fighting air conditioning every day and fighting to the death.
People will be hot, dogs will be hot, and they have hair, which is not pleasing to the eye and may be very uncomfortable.
The sun shines high, the earth becomes lifeless, and the dog is still wearing a fur coat. Don't you know it's hot? I will be a good person until the end and give the dog a beauty! I picked up the natural enemy of dog hair, gently put the puppy on the chair, picked up scissors and cut the hair a few times. Hair fell to the ground like snowflakes. I picked up the washbasin and poured some water into my hair. The flowing hair was instantly stuck together by water. I cut it again and fell like a snowball. In a few minutes, I cleaned up the "virus" on my body. The floor became like a snowflake square, with snow everywhere and nothing else mixed together.
The next step is to clean up the head "virus". I regard my head as a three-dimensional circle, cut it along the circle, and cut off all the hairs on the sides, leaving only a little. I also regard the tail as a circle, cut off the miscellaneous edges, and the last part of the dog's tail remains, which is as light as pig grass at first glance. After cutting my hair, I looked at the light and tidy dog. I think the dog should also like his new look in his heart! How else can you shake your ball-like tail? I look at my perfect work and my heart is full of joy.
A dog's head is as round as a ball, its mouth is very sharp, and its tail is swaying like a ball. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it shaking, but rolling in place!
It was really interesting to cut dog hair when I was a child. Dogs may be happier when they are happy, but who knows what they are thinking?
That summer passed and never came back. When I was walking in the yard, the wind blew through my yard again, and I couldn't help thinking of the past when I sheared the dog. How happy I was, I finally couldn't help crying. Although my childhood will never come back, I will always keep it in my heart.