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Imitate the following sentence describing mental activity:1. My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I was terrified.

2. I am like a little rabbit in my arms, pounding and jumping.

3. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water - seven up and eight down, and I can't calm down for a long time.

4. My heart is beating like a drum.

5. I was afraid that the steering wheel would slip off, my heart would beat suddenly, and my palms would be sweaty.

6. My anxious heart is beating faster and faster, and I don't dare to think about it anymore.

7. Looking at the broken bottles of gallbladder tablets all over the ground, I opened my mouth nervously and stood there in a daze, feeling uneasy, in case my father came back and found out, he would definitely criticize me fiercely.

8. My heart is like drinking honey, sweet.

9. My heart blossomed.

10. The calm lake stirred up the waves, and my mood was as jubilant as the waves.

11. I scored 100 points in the English test, and I couldn't suppress the joy in my heart and flew into the house like a bird.

12. I unconsciously entered a dream, dreaming that I had grown five-colored wings and flew in the blue sky, which was really happy.

13. Everyone can't tell how happy they are, there seems to be wind under their feet, and they walk fast and vigorously.

14, my sister was suddenly overjoyed, her mouth was like a blooming lotus, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

15. My heart was so distressed that I was like a knife, and tears kept flowing down.

16. My heart feels like I have knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which is really not a taste.

17. Suddenly, I seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and I was cold from the top of my heart to my toes.

18. That thing is more uncomfortable than wearing a padded jacket on dog days

The tea is simple, but it has a pleasant fragrance in it, showing an elegant and unpretentious charm.

Salt is simple, but salty and salty hides the elements of life, expressing an honest and quiet longing.

Ripening is the red apples and heavy rice in autumn; Maturity is the persistence of "the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry", and the satisfaction of "peach and plum all over the world"; Maturity is the courage to cross the stormy seas, the joy of successfully reaching the other side; Maturity is the condensation of love and laughter, the harmony between the inner and outer aspects of life; Ripening is a beautiful poem, a fragrant rose; Maturity is the rainbow after the storm, the dawn after the long night.

I am not an ancient pine standing on a high mountain mountain, nor a bonsai stooping in a room, but a small grass on the vast grassland--- adding a new green to the magnificent rivers and mountains.

I am not an eagle fighting in the sky, nor a sparrow perched under the eaves, but a bee in the great garden of the motherland--- brewing a sweetness for mankind.

I am not a sun hanging high in the sky, nor a full moon embedded in the clear night sky, but a star in the vast galaxy--- adding a touch of starry light to the silent night sky.

The article**[Middle and High School Chinese 123 Resource Network.]

There are not many cars on the street, and there are very few people, and they are sparsely populated, not as crowded as they are on weekdays. Presumably, they are all asleep at home. The street lamps hung high, shining with the light of the setting sun, so dim, as if life was about to reach its limit.

It was late, and there were no stars in the sky, not the stars as I imagined, but a few small lonely stars, one on one side of the sky, one on the other side of the sky, far apart, but looking at each other. The sky was dark, the moonlight was faint, and a few clouds beside the moon were illuminated by the moonlight, like a thin veil, looming, and fluttering slightly from time to time.

Only by grasping the present, can we gallop in tomorrow, only by grasping the present, can we enrich the illusory tomorrow, and only by grasping the present, can we create the glory of tomorrow!

Time is like a ruler, it can measure the progress of the strivers. Time is like a balance, it can weigh the achievements of the strivers; It is like a leather whip, which can spur us to pursue the goal of life. Time is like a war drum that inspires us to move faster.

Time is like a good healer, it helps us to heal a bleeding heart. Time is like an all-powerful comforter, it can inspire us to forget the pain of life. Time is like a wise man who guides the scholar to build the edifice of knowledge.

Time is like a painter who dots the screen into a fly, he will help the hard-working to paint a brilliant tomorrow.

White clouds drifted in the blue sky.

The feeling of homesickness is getting stronger and stronger.

What should come will always come.

Those who should go will always go.

What is destined will always happen.

Run in the long river of time.

Look for that warmest memory.