Yun er is as pure as a child s heart

Yes, so we have to cherish.

How soft the sun is, just like a mother's love.

The wind is as gentle as a girl's hand.

Refer to the following, (*hee-hee......

The clearness of the stream, with my pure heart, rushed towards me.

The palm of the hand melts into snow, and the drops are crystal clear. The heart that was originally covered with dirt was baptized by it in holiness, pure and unblemished.

The hearts of the PLA soldiers are as pure as white marble.

How lively the child is, just like the flowers of the motherland.

1. Draw the portrait description in the text: (A lovely face, flashing with a pair of big eyes, like two watery grapes.) ）。Tell me how the characteristics of the boy are expressed. (Clever and witty, lively and loving).

2. In the text, the child and the cloud are written together, and the benefits of writing in this way are discussed. The child and the cloud are written together, so that the cloud and the child reflect each other and complement each other. Make the article concrete and vivid.

3. The kite flew again, fluttering in the sky, and the sky became more and more beautiful. How do you understand this statement?

The author praises the beauty of children with the beauty of the sky. The sky is written on the surface, but it is actually written about people.

4. How do you evaluate the children in the text? The children in the text are smart, witty, lively and loving. The soul is beautiful and the moral character is noble.

What should a kite do with its long tail? Let me know the answer.

They say I can do it.

1.How pure Yun'er is, like a child's heart.

2.How crystal the lake is, like the blue eyes of a little girl.

3.How warm spring is, like a mother's embrace.

The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival resembles a large yellowed jade plate.

How the brilliant sunset burned the whole sky like fire.

How much rain is like tidbits, gentle, soft.

The little girl's face was flushed, like a ripe apple.

How the crooked moon resembles a boat, quietly drifting in the night sky.

In autumn, the persimmons on the persimmon trees in the orchard are so beautiful that they are like small lanterns.

How bright and fiery the sun is today. It's like a very red apple!

I lost the watch during a meal, and I was so sad that I lost my soul.

1。The physical description is very smart.

2。The exterior description is very clean.

3。The action depiction is very lively.

He has an honest heart. The child flew a kite and trampled on a few flowers, and no one knew about it, including me, the one who watched the kite flying. Despite this, the lovely child still went home and brought his own flower pot, replanted a few flowers that had fallen down, and presented a bright heart.

"Kite" text - original text Jia Pingwa.

When I was a child, we children had the greatest joy of making kites and flying kites.

After plucking a few thin reeds in the reed pond and finding a few pieces of paper, we started making kites. Let's make a butterfly-like one. We are doing it carefully, and our hearts are full of longing and hope.

The kite is ready, but it doesn't look like anything anymore. We are still merry, calling it "Happy Bird" and writing our names on it.

Let's go kite flying. One person held it in his hand, and the other person held the string, stood in the distance, and said "release", and as soon as the line was tightened and loosened, the kite flew up in the air, gradually higher than the treetops. The matchmaker ran as fast as he could.

The kites flew higher and higher, fluttering in the air, and we shouted merrily and ran desperately through the fields. The people of the village saw it and said, "Put it so high!"

From morning to afternoon, we still couldn't rest, running in the fields with kites. The kite flew higher and higher, and seemed to fly to the clouds. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the thread broke.

The kite shook in the air and flew away as fast as it could. We were so shocked that the kite grew smaller and smaller, and it was gone.

We all cried and searched around the fields for half an afternoon, but there was still no trace. We sat down on the ridge with our heads down, and when we looked up, we saw a huge wooden wheel half-sinking and half-floating on the water in the distance, which kept spinning and lifting the water, and half of the circle of water was shining with white light. It was the water mill in our village.

Have you looked for it there? ”

I haven't looked for it, maybe the 'Happy Bird' will end up there. "Everyone said.

We ran to the house and continued to look for our "happy bird" ......

"Spring" Zhu Ziqing is all in the text.