The beauty of my heart in 300 words should be compared with the metaphor of the person

No noise, no pollution, no muddy air and no garbage. It is a place of green waters and green mountains.

There are flocks of birds flying around, there are many big trees here, there are fish in the water, and here there are flowers smiling.

There is no romance in Paris, no bustle in New York, no fun in Tokyo, and no bustle in Sydney.

There is the comfort of the countryside, the beauty of the mountains, the beauty of the stream, the peace of the birds and the harmony of the flowers.

There are no bustling dance halls, glare neon signs, screeching gambling, noisy casinos and Internet cafes.

There are soft moonlight, dazzling stars, cool white clouds, fiery red sun, and light dark clouds.

Here there are no ...... for tickets, houses, seatsThere are no people who quarrel and blush over a little thing.

There are only hard-working, positive, upward, peaceful, friendly, united, affectionate, tolerant, and a large number of people.

Where is this? Is this just a dream city?

Human supplement 2009-04-22 22:14 The spring girl lifted her dress and carefully jumped over the river, but the Fan Li Na Xiaohe immediately woke up from hibernation, stretched her muscles, and found that she had grown up a lot, and happily sang a song to continue her journey, and gradually ran away. The spring girl did not notice his singing, for she was attracted by the fragrant earth, which was not the right place for her to sow seeds.

She danced happily, and threw out the seeds and plants in her clothes, so that a dense meadow appeared, and it was full of large flowers, and the elegant fragrance not only attracted busy bees, beautiful butterflies, but also hibernating animals to wake up and play with spring in this beautiful place.

Each of us carries ten fingers with us at all times and at all times, and never leaves us. The five fingers on one hand have different postures and personalities, each with its own strengths and weaknesses.

The thumb is in the middle of the five fingers, and the shape really doesn't count. He is short in stature, with a large and fat head, and has a simple structure, and he has two joints, but he has only one. But among the five fingers, he is the most willing to endure hardship.

For example, when playing the huqin, the other four fingers always press the strings, but he helps the body of the piano; and the water shall be spewed out, that he may resist it with all his strength; and the blood shall come out, and he shall hold it down with all his might; The heavy object overturned, and he was told to pull it hard. It is not his turn to please life. For example, when greeting people, the other four fingers stepped forward and nodded, and he could only stand aside.

After giving people an itch and being comfortable, it is the other four fingers that are thanked.

It is the index finger that often works with the thumb. His posture is not as slender as the other three-fingers, they are all straight and hard curves. His work is less strenuous than his thumb, but it is more complicated than his thumb.

When he holds the pen, it is all up to him to push the pen; When there is danger, it is up to him to tempt or take risks; filth, poison, and spirits, he has the most opportunities to come into contact with; Knife wounds, burns, bruises, bites, he has the most chances. He has a "smartness" that his thumb does not have, and he must be invited to play ** and trigger the gun, plan to turn the plate, screw screws, unbutton, etc., although he has the help of his thumb, he is the main one in the end.

Among the five fingers, the one with the best status and the most majestic appearance is not as good as the middle finger. He lives in **, there are barriers on the left and right, he is the tallest, his ring finger and index finger are close to the left and right, like Guan Ping and Zhou Cang around Guan Gong, one article and one martial arts, and he will not leave for a moment. He is never bumped by external objects, so he has beautiful curves and shows pampering everywhere.

Whenever he does something, he nominally participates, but in fact he does not contribute. Because of his long body, when he takes things, he often touches things first, as if he is the credit of one person to obtain this thing, but in fact, after he touches it, he retreats to the side, let his thumb and index finger go to the force, he is just a little support on the side.

The ring finger and little finger are beautiful and cute, however, they are not weaker than them. The use of the ring finger itself is mostly used for grinding fat powder, dipping it in powder, and wearing rings. The little finger is even more useless, just plucking out the ears and wiping the nose.

They also have times when they are reused, and in the silk bamboo orchestra, their abilities are not conceded to other fingers. Aren't the dancer's fingers often orchid-shaped? These two fingers are the two most beautiful petals of this orchid.

In addition to such pleasures, encountering work is only a vassal of other fingers.

The five fingers on my hand, I only feel that there is a difference between posture and personality, but there is no love or hatred in it. The whole of the fingers, like the whole of the crowd, if the five fingers can unite and become a fist, then the roots are useful, the roots have strength, and there is no longer any difference between strength and weakness, beauty and ugliness.

Who is it that gently calls the crops out of their dreams? And who changed Mother Earth into a golden "autumn dress"? Oh, it turned out to be a greeting from a beautiful autumn girl. High in the blue sky, the air is exceptionally fresh, as if filtered, and rows of geese fly from the north to the south.

Autumn Wind is like a little girl - innocent, childish, cute. You see, as soon as you arrived in the woods, the green branches and leaves made a rustling sound, accompanied by the singing of the birds, and asked aloud, "Sister Wind, Sister Wind, what are you doing here?"

This? You replied with joy, "Friends, I've brought you new clothes." The woods happily changed into the clothes you had given them, and in an instant, the leaves were dressed in their golden "new clothes". You look at me, me.

Looking at you, I pushed forward and squeezed back, and made a mess.

The butterflies that fluttered in mid-air in the summer have now gone back to sleep. However, there are some "butterflies" that come alive and take the place of real butterflies. You may ask, "It's too cold in autumn, butterflies."

Butterflies can't live at all, how can there be butterflies? "Students, you are not wrong at all that it is unlikely that there will be butterflies in autumn, but I found one thing that is more beautiful than real butterflies, and that is a tree that has been blown down by the autumn wind.

leaves, which fall from the branches with the help of the autumn wind, fly in the wind, yellow, green, half-green and half-yellow. The colors are not uniform, although they are not as colorful as real butterflies, and the patterns are varied and beautiful.

It's amazing, but it's also quite interesting! The fallen leaves accumulate on the ground, naturally forming a thick "golden carpet". The children stepped on it and stomped on the "golden carpet".

They laughed and danced with each other, adding a beautiful color to this beautiful autumn season.

Autumn is a harvest season, and although many trees have lost their leaves, many trees are fruitful, such as: pears, grapes, persimmons, pomegranates, apples, etc. In the fields, there are golden rice, plump soybeans, and flocks of chickens and ducks vying to eat the lost rice in the fields.

Even the fish in the pond are plump ......Yes! Autumn is so beautiful, I love you autumn!

Essay on Fun Facts on Vacation 300 Words Use Anthropomorphic Sentences, Figurative Sentences, and Comparative Sentences During the summer vacation, my mother took me to swim. Standing in front of the pool, I was nervous and scared, but in the end, I bravely jumped into the water with the encouragement of my mother.

In the water, I feel like a beautiful fish. My little feet are long, soft scales, like silk streamers swimming in the water. I love the feeling of being at ease while swimming in the water.

Alas! How nice it is to be a fish! No need to study, no homework, no need to play the piano ......But my mother said: .

You are not a fish, how do you know that a fish is not troubled? "Oh! Come to think of it, fish don't know how to be hungry, and when people feed them, they can easily be stretched out, and even swell to death.

But I still think it's good to be a fish.

Mom and Dad promised me that they would go in search of a magic that would one day really turn me into a fish, but a fish that would swim freely in the ocean of knowledge.

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During the summer vacation, my mother took me to swim. Standing in front of the pool, I was nervous and scared, but in the end, I bravely jumped into the water with the encouragement of my mother.

In the water, I feel like a beautiful fish. My little feet are long, soft scales, like silk streamers swimming in the water. I love the feeling of being at ease while swimming in the water.

Alas! How nice it is to be a fish! No need to study, no homework, no need to play the piano ......But my mother said: .

You are not a fish, how do you know that a fish is not troubled? "Oh! Come to think of it, fish don't know how to be hungry, and when people feed them, they can easily be stretched out, and even swell to death.

But I still think it's good to be a fish.

Mom and Dad promised me that they would go in search of a magic that would one day really turn me into a fish, nothing more than a fish that swam freely in the ocean of knowledge.

One day, when I went downstairs to take out the garbage, I found a pot of plants full of garbage next to the garbage can. The pot must have been discarded, and within a few days, it would die. I didn't care, so I went upstairs.

A few days later, I went downstairs to take out the garbage, but I was shocked by what I saw: I saw a hint of green coming out of the black garbage. It survived.

So I cleaned up the garbage from the surface of the plants and went upstairs.

One morning a few days later, I came here to see it, but I didn't expect a spring jewel flower to bloom in the pot. The petals are tender white with a hint of yellow stamens, apparently just blooming. The surface of the flower is inlaid with a few small crystal clear dewdrops, how cute!

On the tips of the petals, there are also a few red dots, like a circle of red on the face of a shy girl. Surprised and delighted, I hurriedly moved it to my little garden.

What keeps Jewel Flower alive? I asked Mom and Dad, and they couldn't tell me either. After a while, I saw an introduction to Jewel Flowers on The Wonderful Plant Kingdom.

Jewel Flower's home is in Mexico, and it adapts to the environment there. It can grow in harsh environments and will not die if left unwatered for several weeks. Because each leaf is like a small reservoir, it can lock in water and prevent it from being lost.

It is said that if you pick the petals of a jewel flower and plant it in the soil, it will take root in the soil. When you look back after a while, the buds of the jewel flower have come out of the dirt. A few days later, a small cluster of gemstone flowers has already bloomed.

They don't need fertile land, they don't need abundant water, they don't need sunlight, they can still survive in hard soil.

When it snowed, the snowflakes were of different shapes, some like goose feathers, some like cotton, and some like catkins, and all the snowflakes eventually fell quietly. It was snowing, and the playground was so lively, some students had snowball fights, some students were building snowmen, and some students were taking pictures, and all the students were very happy.

The spring rain continues, sprinkled on the sycamore tree in the yard, rustling like a ** family gently plucking the strings, and like a silkworm baby quietly devouring mulberry leaves......The spring rain is like silk, fog, smoke, and tide. Through this strand of silk, everything in the world is like a faint, misty freehand painting, flickering and flickering. The natural world is so beautiful at the moment :

Everywhere the sun shines, everywhere shows off the colors of the colors, everywhere the pleasant birds and insects fly, everywhere the intoxicating aroma wafts everywhere. This is the world of greenery, the ocean of flowers. There are crowds of people outing, the love and satisfaction of the elderly, the joy and joy of lovers, and the innocent smiles of children.

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