Listening to sound essay, essay on listening to sound

Listen to the voice of love.

Love, like a surging river, is endless. In the dark night, there are two "stars" that will not lose their light, because that is the love of parents.

The love of my parents is like a light, shining on me. I pushed open the floodgates of my heart, and when I looked, I saw that there was a lot of love. Just last year when I was in the fourth grade, I had an illness, and before I knew it, my parents started to pay attention to my right eye.

When I was in the second grade, I cried a lot and rubbed my eyes a lot, and the corners of my eyes became inflamed. After that, my father and mother repeatedly told me not to wipe my eyes with my hands, but I took my parents' words as if they were wind in my ears. After a long time, a "big soybean" swollen in the corner of my eye, and my parents immediately took me to the hospital for examination and **.

But after three or four days, my eyes did not improve, and my parents were so anxious that they decided to take a week off work to take me to Hangzhou for treatment. In order to see a doctor, my parents went to the hospital at 2 a.m. to queue up**, and I was still asleep. This scenario was repeated four times in a week.

In the end, we were hospitalized in the fourth hospital**, during which my parents were busy for me, and sometimes, I saw my mother crying for the pain of my **. Inadvertently, I saw a few silver threads added to my parents' heads. When I look back, I see that my parents are working hard for my health, they are very tired, but my parents' hearts for me have not stopped!

There are thousands of parents in China, who are not thinking about their children, and their bodies may be very tired, but their loving hearts have never changed. Just recently, I caught a very serious cold, and my parents went to work again, but they are still with me. This cold lasted for two weeks, my father worked very hard at school, and my mother's work was not easy, but they all found time to spend with me, take care of me, and care for me.

This made me feel the selfless dedication of my parents, just for me to grow up healthily, they just poured out their hearts and lungs, and they did not complain.

the love of parents, at the morning meal; During a nap at noon; At bedtime at night. The love of parents is in the heart, in the heart, in the heart! Listening to the voice of love, under the night light, the moon shimmered with the bright moonlight.

Facing the wind, you fall asleep, and your parents are by your side. Love is in the fountain, flowing down, spewing out the fountain of love!

More than 800 words, it's definitely not a primary school, so let's have some depth, for example, the voice of migrant workers, the voice of out-of-school children, or, the voice of China (the spirit of China, the idea of peace on the international stage, calling for the maintenance of world peace), and, the voice of college entrance examination students, talking about the education system, the voice of the cleaner (from his point of view, writing about people's lack of attention to protecting the environment, discrimination against people at the bottom)

Listen to nature.

Everyone thinks that everything in the world, except for people, no other living thing can speak language. Of course, nature is no exception.

In fact, this kind of thinking is wrong, if we are immersed in the scene and understand nature, you will suddenly realize that there is life and language in every corner of the world. Now, let's listen to the sounds of nature and learn about the joy that the rich nature adds to life.

The spring rain continued to fall from the weeping sky, gently caressing the tender green leaves, and then ran to Mother Earth with peace of mind, making a "tick" sound, as if giving a resolute answer to her decision. The newly drawn buds on the grass and trees seem to understand, and in order to live up to the spring rain, they suck in the spring rain and strive to grow upward, showing their best everything. After the spring rain, all things on the earth become vibrant under the baptism of the spring rain, isn't this the reward for the spring rain?

Unconsciously, I don't know when I brought us the message of summer. In the summer heat, they always open their throats to sing to release the frenzy in their bodies, and at noon and evening, they always have dozens of them gathered together for a meeting, what is it that is so high-profile? They had a really lively meeting, turning the whole world upside down.

At night, not to be outdone, those crickets and frogs are scrambling to show us their lame songs. The heavy sound of the frog and the screeching of the crickets are mixed together, and when you add the sound of the river flowing water, it is wonderful.

Autumn is the season of harvest that we all know, and the land is filled with festive flavors. Especially in the orchard, the sound of giggling and the smiling face of the flowers are the best witnesses, not to mention the fruits, even the leaves are "not ruthless things, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers".

Accidentally, winter has come to us while we are not paying attention, and the roar of the wind laughs at our carelessness, making people sneeze one by one. The weather was getting colder day by day, and everything in the world seemed lifeless, and they all fell asleep with the hypnotic sound of the wind. All that was left was the fierce howl of the wind and madness, as if the world was the only one.

The sounds of nature are colorful, sometimes wonderful, sometimes terrifying, sometimes incredible, but we don't pay attention to them. What are you waiting for? Let's get close to nature together, listen to the voice of nature, maybe you and I will have unexpected gains.

Take a leisurely walk in the air with the slightest chill of the wind. She was naughty and always played with my head and lifted a few hairs. Listen carefully and suddenly capture the ...... of many sounds of life

A spider was lying on a tree, and a weak moonlight shone on the web. I was admiring it, when suddenly, the net shook violently, and a faint sound sounded: "Skiff......."”

The round little spider "slided" lightly. I saw that the little worm on the Internet struggled for a moment and stopped moving. Little spiders are alive.

In the soft grass, there are always a few singers holding a choral evening. The sound is voltile, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow. The surrounding grass and leaves seemed to be enjoying this wonderful ** meeting, twisting their bodies ......Listen, look, the beautiful waltz is accompanied by a natural dance.

The wind also came to join in the fun, and the "whew, whew" blew and made me and the grass and the leaves itch and giggle. The wind, the grass and the leaves are alive.

The moonlight shone on my face. I received a letter from the moon. Raise my head slightly, let the elegant light shine on my face, and enjoy the touch of the moonlight.

I felt it. Her hands are so delicate and warm. This hand was gently placed on my face, and the distress and stress of the day were quietly erased by this magical hand.

I see, seemingly ordinary moonshine. It is a living ......

That night, I enjoyed the party of life. I heard the most beautiful song of life.

I know that everything in the world has life. The song of pure life always begins to ...... at night