in the Park
I went to the park on the day. And unexpectedly I found in a deserted eorner, a cheerytree in full bloom, just like the kind of flowers I used to see in my former school, Xian Jiaotong University, light pink in color. To my delight, a sense of familiarity welled up in my mind. At the same time I could not kelp sighing that life is just like the cheery flowers, beautiful but transient.
I ran to the park Iin the afternoon.There was nothing left but the tender twigs. The flowers fell thick on the ground as if the spring wind were also sad about it and would not bring itself to blow on them and left them scattered everywhere.
Fortunately outside it is a beautiful world. The snow whitepear flowers were glistening as if they were blooming in your face, The roses and peonies were all in bloom, vying silently with each other for beauty. Spring is the best season of the year.
Our school
Everyone welcome to our school! my school is very beautiful! it has a big playground. we can play and do some sports there. near the playground, there is a garden. many trees and flowers are there. so the air is very clean and we can hear birds singing in the trees. it is so wonderful. our teaching buildings are around the garden and look like our teachers’ arms to welcome us. we can draw pictures in the art room on the first floor and read story-books in the library on the second floor. my classroom is on the third floor. it is clean and bright. we like to study in it. the computer room is on the fifth floor. we can sing and dance in the music room on the sixth floor. what a lot of fun! we can have lunch in the canteen near defang teaching building.
Our teachers work hard and help us with our lessonsin in our school. we study hard and listen to teachers carefully. after class, our teachers play with us and we feel very happy.
Our school is nice and our teachers arekind. we all love them.
Wind
No one has seen the wind but I can feel it at work all the time. It is never quiet just like human feelings. The most peaceful wind is the breeze. When it is windier, it does not mean rest but a storm approaching.
I like to sit where it is windy and cool.In hot summer The breeze softly touches my face. When autumn comes the wind gains in momentum. Sometimes the wind is naughty and keeps beating on the window and turning over the pages of my book. The wind seems to be in the worst mood in winter. She blows people＇s hats off. Who says the wind is emnotionless? I can hear her laughter and soft sighs even in spring.
I
My name is liang. i was а boy and still a student. there is a lot of my hobby, i enjoy playing ball or something like that, i also ask their friends enjoy. i ам25 years old, this year i have only 1.75 meters. i like english. from small to large, my biggest dream was all over around the world, but i do not know, there is no chance of this happening. net is the essay i would like to state my own writing and to express their own feelings, but also would like to learn some knowledge. if people support me, thank ые то please vote for me,
autumn
The sky is clem and cloudless in autumn.The summer heat is gone. The autumn wind brings us cool. At once the version comes to my mind, “Autumn is rich with fruit and grain. ” Actually I see pomegranates red and round on the stall in the market and the pcars big, yellow and juicy. My mouth waters for them. The grains have been harvested, the rice, wheat and corn.
The trees give off fragrance. The perfume makes its way stralght into my nose. The brlght red canna are standing behind rows of tall plane trees. I am waiting for their leaves to turn yellow.Then l can trample on the fallen leaves on both sides of the ground.
At times the autumn rain keeps falling silandy on the trees and flowers and the ground. It washes everything clean. When the sun comes out, the droplets shine bright on the yellow leaves.
Autumn is the season for harvest no pains, no gains.What a beautiful painting!
Sorrow and Joy
In our life, Sometimes we are in joy. Sometimes we are in sorrow.
What is joy? joy pushes the world forward. A joyful person has a sound mind and lives a harmonious life. He takes part in beneficial aetlvtties and shares the joy with bis partners in the canse. It can be said that the joyful person is satisfied from being kind to others.
The desire for power adds to one＇s sorrow. The desire for power goes parallel with the desire for fame. When the desire for power and fame is out of balance with reality, it becomes the root of sorrow.
we have to happy every day! !
Beautiful Sky
The star in the sky were Shining.Some were crowded,and others were separate.then I found the stars were not the same coloer.There were many colors,white,gray,light blue,orange,and so on.It was really beautiful.At that time,the sky was like blue damask decorated by millions of bright diamonds.
I saw the moon while looked up the sky.It was like a naughty child.Sometimes it hid in the clouds and sometimes it got out of the clouds.It seemsed to play”hide and seek”with us.The stars around the moon,however,were as boys,hiding themselves in the clouds.
How beautiful sky!
Love and Friendship
AT school ,We often see friendship among boys and girls. What is difficult is how to deal with personal contacts between different sexes. The key is to differentiate between love and friendship.
Friendship is the basic need of human life. Friendship may lead to love. But love does not certainly come from friendship. Friendship is the foundation of love, No love is true without friendship.
I believe to that there exists pure friendship between sexes.
Luck
Posted by admin in comments on August 16th, 2010
Many people believe in luck. They believe it in love, in tests, promotions, etc. I think of luck in many respects. It does not come alone. Luck and opportunity go hand in hand with hard work and knowledge.
I wan once assigned to work deep in the mountain. Being from a poor family, friendless and having no influential relative to rely on, I cursed my luck and let myself drift aimlessly and idled my time away until one day I realizcd that I could better myself by working bard at my lessons and excel in academic studies. Unsatisfied with my surroundings, I could not sleep at night. Listening to the sound of water rushing down the mountain, I felt I must keep going on just like the water. So I used to get up and read early in the morning when it was still dark and quiet. While others were sleeping soundly, I was already up in my study, reading.
Hard work is rewarding. When the college entrance cxamlnatlon came, I took it without hesitation. As a result, I distinguished myself in the test. New I am at college, majoring in my favorite subject, Enghsh.
I think luck is nowhere to be found 。
Luck
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