Find an award winning essay called Twilight Spring

Once upon a time, I was as beautiful as they were. Now and now, I'm as hazy as they are. The world outside the window, the landscape, the secret hidden in the heart.

Steep mountains, clear water. The white clouds fluttered in the sky, and the people on the ground laughed. "The drunkard's intention is not in the wine, but in the mountains and rivers. "

Noon. At night, he told the truth to the mountain and discussed the truth. The fairy in the fog shirt was too kind, and shouted that she would keep it a secret. The green seemed to flow into my heart, trying to grab the corner of her clothes, but I couldn't. A ray of sunlight shone on her, radiant.

Below, it looks so energetic and vibrant. Gradually, the topic ended, and everything was so calm. Affection for the mountain, enjoy the beauty of nature with her, and live a happy and cautious life. She was laughing, and the breeze was playing elegant dance music with her, fine.

Rain and her together sketch a beautiful picture of Zheng Xiaohu.

The clarity of the water awakened my sane heart. It is a mirror that allows me to see myself clearly. The ripples rippled, the waves rolled, and the river was so happy, and it sang a tune with a bang, a bang, a song.

Clear and transparent, difficult to capture, as if the time passed in a hurry, not looking back, not sad. Holding a little cool water seemed to purify my soul.

The mountains have the beauty of the mountains, and the water has the clarity of the water. Mountains and rivers have their own characteristics. If the combination of mountains and rivers is a beautiful picture.

There are mountains in the water, and there is water flowing on the mountain, and I can't help but want to touch the mountain in the water with my hands. Bright and clear, quiet and beautiful. It's as if the mountain really is in that water.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are beautiful pictures. On the other side of the mountain is the mountain, and on the other side of the water is the water, overlapping and continuous.

Simple words, real affection. That beautiful landscape, that moving picture, makes people intoxicated and obsessed. The sweet taste, the world outside the window, is so rich.

A thousand words, the beauty of the landscape can not be exhausted, the moving singing, the tenderness of the landscape can not be sung. At this time, silence is better than sound, all in silence. That piece of landscape ......

Winter has finally passed, and spring has arrived.

Outside, the sun was shining.

A few willow trees, which spit out their first green leaves in the spring. The flowers seemed to bloom overnight, a few butterflies and bees flew up, and the birds placed their nests among the bustling young leaves, happily singing the song of spring. Pushing aside the grass where there were still a few dead grasses, ants that had not been seen for a winter were lining up in a neat line to carry food.

The water in the pool is warm, and there is no biting coldness. The wind is soft, like a mother's hand caressing you, it is really "blowing the face and chilling willow wind". The lead-gray sky with its cold smell was replaced by a clear, ethereal sapphire sky.

There are more and more kites in the sky, and there are more children on the ground, and they are so cute that they are bouncing and jumping.

The first winter break of my junior high school career was almost over.

And I only have the last page left in my essay book.

I flipped to the first page of the notebook and looked at it from the beginning. I saw a lot of time slipping away, only knowledge and emotions were not flowing away, and they were held tightly in my hands. Sadness was pulled out of my heart bit by bit.

I miss a little, I miss my friend a little: Xiaowei, a handsome girl, always has a good in her eyes, she loves to call me in a sweet and greasy voice: "egg" beauty, a beautiful girl, grades are very good, she loves to call me:

Han "duck eggs, her hair is always combed in the slightest, her eyes are unusually bright, she loves sugar, so she always says to me: "eggs, sugar" Yang Mao, Li Jia, both of them are friends from childhood to adulthood, went to junior high school, and are in the same class, they love to call me:

egg"Pretty man, Xiao Nan, writes well. And Goose Egg, my former friend, although she has ignored me anymore, in my heart, she will always be my friend!!

I looked up at the sky, and my friend's face appeared in the air, smiling at me like a morning sun.

When I heard the first thunder of the new year, I knew that the twilight of spring had arrived.

I stepped out of the house and saw that the spring rain had dressed up like a little girl for the coming early summer. When I walked on the school path with a small umbrella, I would even stretch out my hand into the rain infatuatedly, wanting to pick a small rain flower in the boundless rain and take a closer look. In the small river to the west, light rain flowers hit the water surface, blooming one after another.

The rain finally stopped, and this rain seemed to take a comfortable bath in the twilight spring. The moist air is mixed with the aroma of earth, and the fresh breeze blows in your face. I really hope that a rainbow will appear in the sky, and experience the situation of "red, orange, yellow, green, blue and blue, who holds the color and practices dancing in the air".

The flower beds after the rain have a new look. The flowers that used to bloom are long gone, and the ground is full of withered petals, sprinkling a layer of flower towels on the green grass. The grass is greener, the trees are thicker, the bees are gone, and everything tells us that summer is coming.

Is this the last rain of spring? You see, the sun shines its rays on the earth, and everything is bright. On the street, the laughter of men, women and children, and the honking of various vehicles, I want to keep the spring!

However, spring is still gradually gone, it leaves us with green, and leaves us with new hope.

Let's continue the spring and enter the summer happily!