Urgent!!!! 6th Grade Essay The Scenery Left in the Heart Which good person helps? Thank you

I'm sorry, I don't have time, I'm sorry

The scenery that stays in the bottom of my heart.

The early summer of this year seemed to be hotter than usual, the ground was cracked, cracks were showing in the ground, and I walked on the road baked by the hot sun, and from time to time I sighed in my heart. Yes, in the face of my current bad situation, how will I go to the key middle school next year?

I thought to myself: give up, maybe no matter how hard you try, it will be in vain. Thinking about it all the way, I unconsciously walked to the door of the house, walked into the room, put down the heavy schoolbag, and couldn't help but sigh again.

I sat in my chair and looked out at the hot and bright sunshine when a gust of wind blew and I saw a tree.

It was an old sycamore, wild, and its tattered body was extremely out of harmony with its surroundings. However, it is shocking that there are a few green leaves growing on the top of it. Last winter, I thought it wouldn't wake up again this year, but today's sight completely disproves my idea.

Look, although the branches of this sycamore have long been senile, the leaves it pulls out are so vigorous. The palm-shaped leaves are so green that they seem to be about to flow with juice, and they are stacked on top of each other, all vying to enjoy the baptism of nature. The breeze blew and they beckoned to me in a friendly way, even though the sun was so hot.

I forgot about my loss in this short period of time, and now I only have this unique scenery in my eyes. This clump of green is the dream of the old sycamore, for the sake of the dream, it constantly draws nutrients from the ground, even when the weather is dry, it still does not relax. How dazzling and brilliant this green is!

Yes, if you can still hold on to your dreams and struggle when the conditions are the most difficult, there will definitely be that piece of green, that dazzling green.

When the height of summer comes, people enjoy the shade of the greenery, and perhaps the sycamore will be pleased with its original efforts, and it has paid for its dreams, even though its life is almost over.

My eyes lit up, I have youth, I have vitality, why do I want to push myself to a dead end? Why not fight for it? Am I not even as good as a sycamore?

The sun outside the window is still scorching, and this lush sycamore is the most beautiful scenery left in my heart.

PS: I wrote it myself, and I didn't copy it from the Internet. I've written this essay before.

.China, Wenchuan, that day.

High-rise buildings, schools, no more.

The ruins were full of eyes, endless ruins, the smoke and dust turned into patches of gray sky, and the blood bloomed into crimson flowers and ......What a sight it is! Unforgettable scenery left in the bottom of my heart! No one will forget it!

So, people say: "China doesn't cry, Wenchuan doesn't cry!" "Caring for the disaster area and uniting as one, what kind of scenery is that! Strong, unyielding, united, brave ......Such a scenery is also tear-jerking.

However, a young front-line doctor smiled mischievously and stretched out his finger to another landscape not far away:

A child always carries his beloved little cloth bear on his back and refuses to let go, he is afraid that in case of **, the little cloth bear will not find him, he will be afraid. His father had no choice but to find the doctor and said, "Please prescribe some medicine, he has prickly heat."

— It turns out that there is also a kind of scenery called "cute innocence".

A man lined up empty bottles on the floor, and the neighbors said, "This is for the forecast." One day, however, the doctor heard the sound of a "clanging" bottle falling to the ground, and there was not the slightest sign of trembling on the ground beneath his feet.

He hurriedly ran to see what was going on, only to see the man holding his son's small leather ball and smiled apologetically: "Since it's not ** now, it's better to play bowling!" It turns out that there is also a kind of landscape called "optimistic life".

It is a natural disaster, our eyes have seen too much suffering and misfortune, too much life and death, but we forget: in fact, we still have the right to enjoy a better life. When people see the "Coke boy" rescued from the ruins, and the first thing they say is "I want to drink Coke, I want to add ice", who is not moved by his optimism?

If you are lucky enough to live, you must live well! Who's to say that this comedic scene isn't a beautiful sight?

The ruins are the scenery, and the struggle is the scenery; Childlike nature is the scenery, and "Chilled Coke" is also ...... scenery

Which scenery can remain in your heart?

It is a sea of people in the scenic area.