Essay on the moon, not too much, just 600 words, original

Moon Distress.

Last night, I had a funny and scary dream.

The dream is like this: I am an explorer, I found a group of aliens on the moon on the Internet, so I came to the moon to see if it was real.

There are aliens.

I came to the moon in a spaceship. As soon as I got off the spaceship, I immediately searched for alien tracks, because the road surface was uneven, probably caused by a meteorite, so I had to go on my search journey carefully. Walking further on, I noticed that there was a real group of aliens infested, they were all white, and there was a leader among them, who was talking to other aliens, and I immediately turned on the newly invented language converter.

We will start invading the earth now, and each of you will kill one person on the earth, and you will become their appearance to kill the other people......"Frightened by this, I used the radio to send a signal for help to countries around the world. I immediately ran back to the spaceship, I didn't expect the aliens to find me so quickly and attack my spaceship, I ordered the spacecraft to run as fast as possible towards the earth, and the aliens did not catch up. Who knows, the aliens are scheming, not only did they not give up, but also attacked my spaceship again, it turned out that they were combined, traveling 10,000 kilometers per second, and the spacecraft only traveled 7,000 kilometers per second, and the aliens soon caught up.

Just as he was about to attack, he was stopped by dozens of fighters, and then British fighters also arrived, as well as Chinese, French ......After the world's fighter planes arrived, they began to carry out a large-scale counterattack against the aliens, and finally the aliens were killed by a missile sent by American fighters.

Suddenly, "bell bell ring......"I thought I had won the battle, but it turned out that the "culprit" was the alarm clock next to my bedside.

Yes! What a funny and terrible dream!

My day on the moon.

Belch. Miscellaneous things, how to stop pulling the spaceship, will it be a problem to pull, will it be **! Thinking about it, my tears fell one by one, and the uncle who drove the spaceship heard the pull and asked me:

Little sister, how do you pull? I told my uncle that the spaceship was going to be pulled, and I was scared. Uncles laughed and pulled up, now we go to the moon to pull, ah, so beautiful, the stars are so good as if they are right in front of you, so beautiful and blinking that little eye, the rainbow sister is also very beautiful, she is even more beautiful in a rainbow dress, the sun is in order to illuminate all the planets is even more busy, look at the watch in his hand The time is not early, to leave this beautiful place to pull!

When I got on the spaceship, Sister Xingxing asked me to be a guest, and Sister Rainbow said that she would go to Earth to see me in the future, so happy. Goodbye to the moon, before I finished dreaming, my mother called me up and pulled, remembering the dream I just had and really wanted to go to the moon to see.

The moon is both great and sad, but also warm. The Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai once wrote an immortal poem: "Today's people don't know the ancient times and months, but this month once looked like the ancients."

If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. As Li Bai said, both modern and ancient people have a unique affection for the moon.

The sunset receded, the sun faded its brightness, leaving the earth with a sorrow in a dark red, perhaps a fear, that brought the world into darkness. Suddenly, an inexplicable silver white sprinkled on the earth, I looked up, I was not surprised, ah, the moon, it turned out to be the moon! The moon caresses the earth with her pure brilliance, and the earth is more charming and mysterious, and we have less fear and more dreams.

Take a look, think about it, and feel that the moon is great. Why? Because the moon reflects the light of the sun, being a setter, offering light to people when they need it most.

With the light of the night, people especially love the moon, and the moon replaces the street lamp, and the light in the darkness is so precious that people's hearts are brightened. The moon in the night sky not only illuminates the sky, mountains and nature, illuminates the earth, but also illuminates the human heart. The moon, the light of the night of the soul.

The moon is sad again. Her suffering is known only to herself. In the silent night, she was lonely, without any confidant company, nor any bustle of human voices, just the emptiness of water, boundless loneliness.

What else could she do? I had no choice but to sprinkle my faint light on Huanyu, relieve my boredom for myself, and create some feelings of yangyang, which may be her most sincere gratification.

The moon is even warmer. She accompanied the people who walked, accompanied the wanderers who were tired from the journey, and comforted their relatives who were far away. As Li Bai wrote in his poem, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown." , the moon is full of humanistic care, he does not dislike anyone, when you are happy, when sad, when you are at a loss, she is your good friend, and you tell you eloquently.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is the roundest, and at that time, she proudly emits her bright light, and perhaps this night is the most proud time of the moon.

The moon was not always as pleasant, sometimes thin, pitiful, crooked, as if some labor had bent her waist, like a lonely boat, how could it withstand the tsunami waves in the open sky, and like a sickle that was always working, tired enough. Seeing the crescent moon, the poets of the Song Dynasty issued a sigh of "the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, and this matter is difficult to complete".

The beauty of the moon lies in her beautiful temperament, but also in her secluded and resentful soul. The moon, the home of our souls.