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1. At dusk, a wisp of light smoke floats out of the chimney lightly, and there is still a trace of residual heat on the ground, and the dusk is not as hot as noon, but a little warmth in the refreshing wind. Looking up at the sky, I saw that the red sunset had dyed most of the sky red, and the shapes were even more varied: look!
A ferocious tiger was chasing a little rabbit, running and running, and disappeared, but a steed appeared, which was running ...... in the endless grasslandThe color of the sky also changes: crimson, pink, orange, ......It's like a wonderful magic trick from a master magician, and it's dizzying.
2. When I got closer, I was immediately attracted by this beautiful lotus flower, and the green lotus leaves were squeezed on the water surface layer by layer, and I couldn't help but think of Yang Wanli's poem "Infinite Blue of Lotus Leaves". There are a few water droplets rolling on the lotus leaves, which are really like pearls, shiny. Sometimes they gather into a big droplet, and their bones slide into the water, like a naughty child!
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In my mind, there are many things like countless little stars, each little star is one thing, among them, there is an unremarkable little star, but it evokes endless memories for me.
It was noon on a Thursday, it was raining, and after lunch, I was going to school with an umbrella, and as I walked, a little girl suddenly got into my umbrella and said to me, "I forgot to bring an umbrella, can we share an umbrella?" Thank you.
Although I reluctantly agreed in my mouth, I was reluctant in my heart, and I thought: "My umbrella is not big, and it is not enough for me to fight alone, and now it is even more insufficient for another person." "Along the way, I always secretly moved the umbrella to my side, and the rain soaked half of the little girl's clothes.
I always walked carelessly along the way, and I was not careful, I was knocked down by the small stones on the road, and my pants were dirty, and now I was in trouble, and I went home to change, and it was too late, and my classmates at school would laugh at my holes. Just when I was in a dilemma, the little girl took out a white handkerchief and said to me, "Come, I'll wipe it for you."
When I heard this, I hurriedly said, "No need, your handkerchief will be dirty, and your mother will talk about you." When the little girl heard this, she smiled and said
No, my mom is a teacher, and she taught me to help others when they are in trouble, and besides, don't you help me too? "After listening to the little girl's words, I felt very ashamed, and I didn't say anything for a long time.
It's been a long time since this happened, but I remember it very well, and every time my selfish thoughts came back to me, the little girl's words would ring in my ears.
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