Xiaohe showed his pointed feet and was eager to compose

The first thing I want to say is: I don't care if you mention mine or not. You want originality, and if my composition is original, it won't be original to you.

Writing essays is actually very simple, the general teacher says to observe more and read more, now I will teach you another method, that is, the filling method, first draw the outline, and then fill in the color, the composition can also be written in this way, for example, write a running process, first write out how to run first, then how, then how, and finally how. Once you've written it on scratch paper, add adjectives and combine them into a paragraph.

Mine may not solve your immediate needs, but you have to learn to write essays, and you can't look up every article on the Internet, right? I apologize to you for not being able to solve your problem in a timely manner.

Hope mine is helpful to you.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners.

My name is Tianya, I am 12 years old, and I am a student in the first class of the fifth grade of ** Road Primary School in ** City, Shandong Province. I held the position of squadron leader in the squad.

My parents paid special attention to the cultivation of my comprehensive quality when I was very young. I started learning dance and violin at the age of 5, and by 2005 I had successfully passed the Grade 9 exam for Chinese Dance and Grade 5 for Violin. I also enjoy drawing, swimming, and hosting.

All of these have made me feel interested and energetic, and through the cultivation of these aspects, my overall quality has been greatly improved. Of all these hobbies, my favorite is painting. When I was two or three years old, I used to scribble with a pen and paper, drawing some sun, grass, flowers, small houses, etc., so my parents sent me to the Children's Palace to learn painting when I was 5 years old.

Mom and Dad said that drawing can cultivate my observation, imagination and aesthetics.

When I entered the first grade, I took the initiative to ask the teacher to let me run the blackboard newspaper for the class. At that time, the teacher was surprised: "It's only the first grade, can you?"

Let's let the big brother and big sister help our class. "Teacher, let me try! The teacher looked at me seriously and agreed to let me try.

I actively look for materials and design layouts; A beautiful blackboard newspaper was published. I still remember that at the end of the first grade, the teacher wrote me a comment with this sentence: "Your beautiful blackboard newspaper impresses the teacher!"

Since then, after the teacher gave me the central theme, I found the materials and designed the layout by myself. After the draft is completed, I first ask for the teacher's opinion, make revisions according to the teacher's opinion, and finally use the break time with my classmates to finish the blackboard report.

Last year, I learned to make traditional Chinese Peking Opera masks with my art teacher. It was not easy to make a face mask, so I went to the mountains with my mom and dad to look for yellow mud, and when I got home, I filtered the yellow mud and reconciled it into the shape of the mask, and then painted different Peking Opera characters on the dried face. On Teacher's Day, I gave my teacher the face mask I made and painted, and the teacher said that I did a good job.

I'm so happy to get compliments! Now the Facebook I make is "in short supply", and relatives and friends come to ask for it.

Mom and Dad always let me know and understand that life is not easy, let me know how to cherish my current life, and did not let me develop the bad habit of stretching out my hands for clothes and opening my mouth for food. Mom always says: Only diligent children will be sensible and know how to care and be considerate of others.

My father and mother often encouraged me to play with my peers and taught me to have a good and harmonious interpersonal relationship. Nurture my wide range of interests. Pay attention to my hobbies.

Providing me with a variety of interests and giving me the necessary guidance, my wide range of hobbies has also given me a happy personality.

Xiao Lotus only showed sharp corners to write a sample essay:

With a faint sadness about my graduation, I pushed open the door of my house and stepped onto a path lined with wisteria flowers. Clusters of huge flower spikes hang on the branches, purple with blue, bright as clouds. Walking through this dreamlike sea of flowers is really unique.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the edge of the small pond.

The pond is overgrown with lotus leaves. In early summer, its black and yellow rotten leaves in winter had faded with the breeze, as if the ancient lady had wiped the rouge gouache off her face with her delicate fingers. A touch of bright green came out of the pond again.

The green is overwhelming, the lotus leaves are green and lovely, like a round umbrella stretched out on the water, and like a jasper plate is held on the water surface, the breeze passes, waves of green waves roll over, the small lotus leaves supported by the stalks stand up on the dry water surface, swaying happily in the wind, a little tender yellow dotted in the green, the air flows with a faint fragrance, an indescribable kind of pleasing to the eye.

The small pond is as clear as a water mirror. The lotus leaves standing on the water are reflected in the mirror. The breeze blew, the leaves kissed and hugged each other, and the dew quietly slipped over the edge of the lotus leaves, fluttering and falling into the water, like tears of regret.

The surface of the water was immediately swept away, and the edges of the lotus leaves in the water were no longer clear, they turned into a circle of orange and a circle of ripples, into a thick green one by one, and into a dream of lotus leaves intertwined in the blind army.

The lotus leaves swayed gently, and behind the emerald green, I saw the young leaves rolling again, and at the top of its pointy point, there was a red dragonfly, which was gently fanning its transparent, shining rainbow wings looking at the water surface of the mill mountain.

1, the little lotus only showed sharp corners to describe the summer, and. It's early summer. This poem is from Yang Wanli's "Little Pond".

2. The full text is as follows:

The spring is silent and the water is soft.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

3. This poem expresses the author's love for life, the whole poem focuses on the "small", vividly and meticulously describes the vivid new scene rich in life and dynamic sense in the small pond in early summer, and is now used to describe the newcomers who are just starting out, because the small buds of the lotus flower seem so small in the whole pond, but there are already dragonflies staying on it, and the sharp horns can be regarded as new things and can be regarded as newborn young people, and dragonflies are the role of appreciating them.

Hello dear<>

The answer you are looking for: Hello classmates Xiaohe Cai Lu Mu judged the sharp corners of the whole poem to be interpreted as follows: 1, Xiaochi Dynasty:

2. The little lotus only showed sharp corners, and there were dragonflies standing on their heads. 3. The silent spring is because it is reluctant to smile at the delicate flow of water, and the shade of the trees reflects the water surface because it loves the gentleness of the sunny day and the wind. 4. The delicate little lotus leaf has just emerged from the water surface with sharp horns, and a naughty little dragonfly has already stood on top of it.

5. Annotate spring: the outlet of the spring water. 6. Pity:

Begrudge. 7. Shine on the water: reflected in the water.

8. Sunny and soft: soft scenery on a sunny day. 9. Sharp corners:

The tip of the lotus leaf has not yet stretched at the end of the water change. 10. Top: top, top.

11. In order to rhyme, the "head" is not read softly.

Summary. Hello, for your inquiry, the small pond Yang Wanli spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine. The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

The spring is silent because it is reluctant to let the water flow, and the shade of the trees reflected in the water likes the soft scenery on this sunny day. As soon as the small lotus leaf emerged from the water, a small dragonfly was already standing on top of it.

Hello and funny, for you to find out, the small pond Yang Wanli spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine. Xiaohe showed his fingers and sharp horns, and dragonflies had already stood on their heads. The spring is silent because it is reluctant to let the water flow, and the shade of the trees reflected in the water likes the soft scenery on this sunny day.

As soon as the little lotus leaf emerged from the surface of the water, a small dragonfly was already standing on top of it.

A very lovely picture. In the center of the picture is a small pond with a spring in the middle of the pool, a clear and calm water surface, and the trees by the pond cast a world-wide shade. There is a lotus leaf lotus in the pool, and the bud of a lotus flower has just emerged from the water, and before it has opened, a dragonfly has stopped on it.

The poet does not appear in the picture, but his affection for the scene is evident on the page. Those who "cherish the trickle" and "love Qingsoft" are all poets. Finding the dragonfly standing on the small lotus, the poet was even more delighted.

He projects his emotions onto these scenes, and between them, between the scenes, and between the scenery and the poet, establishes a harmonious and intimate connection. What the poet presents to us is not only the size of a stool and a small pool, but also a sentient world.

Koike [Song] Yang Wanli.

The spring is silent and the stream is trickling, and the shade of the trees shines on the water.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

Jingxi Du Xunhe.

Jingxi stone is cautious, and it does not hear about overturning people all year round;

But it is a place where there is no danger in the advection, and it is always heard that there is sinking.

Foreign poetry....

I'd rather be a stream.

Pei Duofei. I'd rather be a stream.

A small river in the mountains.

On a rough road.

Passing on the rocks.

As long as my love.

It's a small fish.

In my waves.

Swimming around happily.

I'd rather be a barren forest.

On both sides of the river.

to gusts of wind.

Brave fights.

As long as my love.

It's a little bird.

In my dense.

Make a nest between the branches and chirp.

I'd like to be ruins.

On a steep mountain rock.

This silent destruction.

It doesn't discourage me.

As long as my love.

It is a green ivy.

Along my desolate forehead.

Intimate climbing ascends.

I'd rather be a thatched hut.

At the bottom of a deep valley.

On top of a thatched hut.

Satiety is battered by wind and rain.

As long as I love the Zana.

It is a pretty flame.

In my stove.

Pleasant and slow flashes.

I'd like to be a dark cloud.

It's gray and hungry without breaking the flag.

In the desert sky.

Lazy drifting around.

As long as my love.

It's a coral-like sunset.

Next to my pale face.

Brilliant brilliance.