One excerpt and one copy, excerpt sentences and copy them

1. Example sentence: Hope is a colorful palette. Imitation: Hope is a star that never falls.

2. Example sentence: Books are ladders that can climb the peak of knowledge. Imitation: Books are torches that guide the way forward.

3. Example sentence: The sun is speechless, but it radiates brilliance. Imitation: The mountains are speechless, but they reflect the majesty.

4. Example sentence: Mother's love is a clear spring, so that your emotions are still pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of the years. Imitation: Mother's love is like a breeze, so that your body and mind can experience the crispness of autumn even in the hot summer.

5. Example sentence: The tail of a mouse is like a line. Imitation: The swallow's tail resembles a pair of scissors.

6. Example sentence: The earth is speechless, but it shows a wide range. Imitation: Youth is speechless, but full of vitality.

7. Example sentence: Books are beacons that illuminate the road to the future. Imitation: Books are rain and dew, which can moisten the dry heart field.

8. Imitation: The years of life are full of stars; A long life is a garden. Dear friends, may you always have the brightest stars and the most brilliant flowers among them!

9. Example sentence: A friend is a good teacher on the road to success, enthusiastically leading you to the sunny zone. Imitation: Friends are a bright light in the bitterness of failure, silently driving away the haze of your soul for you.

Sometimes I feel small, when I can't move my desk, when I see a mouse calling for Daddy, I feel small.

The excerpts and imitations of the sentences are as follows:

I liken autumn to a fairy in a golden dress, her fluttering sleeves brushing away the scorching heat of the sun and spreading brightness and freshness to the earth; She used her wide clothes to block the wind and cold, but she held the heavy fruit and dedicated it to the world.

I liken spring to a little girl with a colorful palette, whose colorful oil paint erases the pallor of winter and gives green and hope to the world; She used the brush in her hand to bring the breeze, and sent the golden sun to shine on the earth.

Blow it! Blowing red rhododendrons, blowing green willow silk, blowing willow leaves whispering: as if telling a strange myth, whispering a song of love and sorrow; Blow, blow awake the people who are still sleeping!

Blow it! Blowing the blue sky, blowing the yellow leaves, blowing the leaves of Wu Suide dancing: as if dancing a mysterious dance, in a prayer of life and death; Blow it, blow the ripe fruit that is still sleeping!

The heart is a tree, the roots of love and hope are rooted in the soil, and the branches and leaves of wisdom and emotion are spread out under the blue sky. Whether it is the wind and rain of the years, or the rolling dust covering the green leaves, it always stands there silently and waits, and accepts everything that comes, neither arrogant nor humble.

The heart is a river, the source of purity and sincerity flows from the mountains, and the flowing water of maturity and wisdom rushes into the sea. Whether it is the vicissitudes of history that change the river, or the scorching sun that has dried up the gurgling water, it always calmly travels on the road to the distance, and accepts all dangers, neither nostalgia nor anxiety.

Hundreds of bees buzzed under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes flew around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named, nameless, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, and blinking.

Under the trees, the peasants and uncles were busy harvesting, and the cheerful laughter reached the horizon. Chrysanthemums also come to join in the fun: blooming in the fields, growing in the garden, huge, petite, like rushing to an autumn date, full of interest.

Such an afternoon full of white flowers always feels familiar, and always feels that it is an aggregation that can be put into any kind of time and space. It can be put into the Book of Poetry, it can be put into Chu Ci, it can be put into classicism, and it can also be put into the pen end of late impressionism - in any beautiful record of human beings, there should be such an afternoon, such a season of early summer.

Excerpt from the original sentence and imitate it:

1. The optimist says: "The wind is the sail's companion and can send you to the other side of victory". The pessimist said: "The wind is the ** of the waves, and it can bury you in the abyss of the sea" brother to accompany him.

Imitation 1: The optimist says: "The wind is the messenger of spring, which can awaken all things". Pessimists say, "The wind is the enemy of crops and can ravage your harvest into disaster".

2. Don't be afraid of the darkness ahead, as long as you have a clear mind, the front is bright.

Imitation 1: Don't be afraid of the storm, as long as you have faith, the wind and rain are just mud pills.

3. The clear spring in the mountains, why should you compare the vastness with the distant sea? You have your own innocence.

Imitation 1: The grass on the side of the road, why do you want to stand taller than the big tree in Wei'an? You have your own attachments.

Imitation 2: Why should you compare the stars of the night sky with the brilliant sun? You have your own brilliance.

4. The ideal ladder belongs to facing difficulties.

Imitation 1: The beacon of light belongs to those who are unremittingly exploratory.

5. A seed can rot silently in the soil, or it can grow into a towering tree.

Imitation 1: A flower can be proudly in a vase for people to enjoy, or it can be turned into spring mud to protect the flower.

6. The ripe ears of wheat are like hanging their heads, which is teaching us to be humble.

Imitation 1: The blooming plum stands proudly in the ice and snow, which is teaching us tenacity.

Imitation 2: Gentle droplets of water can drip through rocks, which is teaching us tenacity.

7. The teacher said: "A classroom with a loud book and concentration is beauty, a beauty of thirst for knowledge".

Imitation 1: Tourists say: "The West Lake with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers and the breeze blowing is beauty, a kind of natural beauty."

Imitation 2: The philanthropist said: "Living and working in peace and contentment, everyone has a warm home is beauty, a kind of human beauty."