Imitate the character description in the social drama 200 words, urgent !! 10

When I was a child, the sky was blue, the water was clear, and the wind was warm. Looking back now, I realize that what I once had was the purest beauty.

The summer cicadas chirp and the scorching sun shine into the attic, which is my "castle". I remember that I didn't like to go out and play with children my age, I just felt happy and happy to stay at home and do what I loved. Until one day-

Bang! The sound of a tin can striking the glass window came from my ears, and I jumped to my feet, causing the watercolor I was painting at the moment to be destroyed by a sudden frightened stroke. The anger in my heart prompted me to immediately run to the window, quickly open the window that had been "dusty for many years", and shouted downstairs:

Who is it! Why? You're full and have nothing to do!

After scolding, I didn't hear a response for a long time, so I simply stood on tiptoe and looked down, only to find a tall and thin boy standing under the window, the light blue shirt he was wearing was almost faded, if I remember correctly, it should be the tenants of a row of dwellings in the back of our house.

Well! Come down and play! He threw his head back and shouted loudly, accompanied by a big smile.

Hearing him say this, I immediately rolled my eyes back to indicate my answer, and then immediately closed the window and continued to paint.

Over the next month, he came over several times and bothered me in this incredibly childish way. Mine, too, from the opening of the window, scolding and rolling eyes at the beginning, and then slowly began to look forward to it, while reading books and drawings, while secretly waiting for his shouting.

Maybe it's a discovery of conscience, or an essay.

Xu felt that he was not very polite, and for a few days after that, I would even subconsciously open the curtains and open the windows again. Slowly, I heard the birds, the cicadas, and the "rustle" of the breeze through the leaves, which were soft and affectionate, and seemed to call to me. Gradually, I became obsessed with these sounds.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the beautiful sound of nature again, mixed with his excited shouting: "Come down and play!" ”

However, I opened the attic window, but he did not come back. For some reason, I was a little lost, and I was thinking that the next time he called me to play, apologize to him, and say goodbye to my previous words.

Finally, one day, I went to ask my grandfather, and he told me that the family had moved away because my parents worked. In an instant, my heart felt like I had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. Returning to the attic with a feeling of loss, looking at the open window, he looked at the position where he used to stand for a while, and his heart was full of guilt and gratitude ......

Gradually, I started to throw down my paintbrush and go out of the house to play with my friends. Occasionally, I think back to the smiling face that made me open the window and feel the beauty outside.

Everyone has a castle of their own in their hearts, and they don't want to go out of the door, and others can't easily get in. But there are always people who try to open the window there with curiosity or mischievousness, so that the person who is closed inside can see the wonderful world outside.

Come down and play! "Dear friend, your voice is ringing so kindly in my ears, but at this time, you are **?

The description of the social drama environment is as follows:

After standing alone by the stream for a long time, I felt the cold already coming at me with impunity. Even though spring is still like autumn, nature has long since said goodbye to last year's autumn. The breeze that is not cold sails and is not hot swims like a ghost in the bright and intoxicating spring light, blowing people with different warmth, but it can't resist the slightest chill that follows.

The wind seems to be telling the melancholy people about their sorrow, and secretly devouring and killing their infinite memories of the past. Then the calm waters of the stream suddenly trembled, and as if shuddering, hesitating and never turning back, they rushed towards the endless future.

As if sleepwalking, I said goodbye to this cold little Suixi. The sound of running water gradually became less pronounced, and was almost completely drowned out by the laughter of the neighbors. When passing by a few houses, the warm atmosphere in the room seems to favor the blind beard of passers-by, and the thick aroma of food is faintly permeated.

Soon the legs came to the door of the house consciously.

Before entering the building, I took one last look at the sunset. It is haggard and tear-jerking in the twilight. But I laughed, it turned out that all the glory and pride would come to an end after the hustle and bustle.

In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the orchard is full of fruits, and when you walk into Mu Li's big orchard, the first thing that catches your eye is the dazzling fresh fruits full of trees. Look at! The crowded bunches of grapes are purple, as if a Xinjiang girl in a purple robe is dancing; The enthusiastic pomegranates opened their bellies in order to applaud and shout for these Xinjiang girls; The ripe apple can't wait to peel off the green leaves, revealing a sweet smile.

After that gust of wind, I could only hear a sound from behind the chaotic trees, and a big white-fronted insect jumped out. When Wu Song saw this, he shouted "Ahhhh The big worm was hungry and thirsty, so he pressed his two paws on the ground slightly, and pounced on his body, and came down from mid-air.

Wu Song was so shocked by that he broke out in a cold sweat. It's too late, it's too soon; When Wu Song saw the big insect pounce, he only flashed and flashed behind the big insect. It was the most difficult thing for the big insect to see people from behind, so he put his front paws on the ground, lifted his waist and hips, and lifted it up.

Wu Song only flashed, flashing to the side. When the big insect saw that he couldn't lift him, he roared, but it was like a thunderbolt in the middle of the day, and it shook the hill and shook it, and the iron rod was like a tiger's tail upside down and only cut it. Wu Song flashed to the side again.

It turned out that the big insect took people just a pounce, a lift, and a cut; When the three are not caught, half of the temperament is lost first. The big worm couldn't cut it again, and roared again, and it was about to come back. When Wu Song saw that the big insect had turned over and returned, he turned up his whistle stick with both hands, and with all his strength, he slashed down from mid-air with only one stick.

I heard a loud sound, and I struck the tree with its branches and leaves in the face. When I looked closely, I couldn't catch the big worm with a stick, so I was in a hurry, and I was hitting the dead tree, and I broke the whistle stick into two pieces, and only half of it was in my hand. The big worm roared, and it flipped over and pounced.

Wu Song only jumped again, but retreated ten steps away. The big insect happened to put its two front paws in front of Wu Song. Wu Song threw aside the half-cut stick, grabbed the big insect with his two hands, and pressed it down.

The big insect was anxious to struggle, but Wu Song tried his best to hold it down, and he was willing to put a little looseness there.

The miscellaneous trees on both sides of the river and the indescribable aquatic plants in the knee-deep water all exude a fragrance full of nature, which is intertwined with the sweetness of the water vapor and intertwines the nose. In the evening, the sunset is shrouded in a brilliant variety of colors, purple and red, as it moves up and down the river, shining with a mesmerizing hue.

On both sides, the mountains of trees, high and low, moved behind them as if they were wriggling. The raft always maintained an unhurried pace, swaying forward. The water gradually became stronger, and finally I saw another slope in front of me, and there seemed to be lights flashing around, but soon I realized that it was not a fishing boat selling grilled fish skewers, but the increasingly red light of the setting sun.

The psychological description of "Social Drama" is imitated as follows:

The class was just like the beginning, and the teacher was still talking with great interest, but as far as the eye could see, the students under the podium were in a variety of postures. Of course, there are also very few good students who are listening carefully. Sitting, sitting still, it feels like a year has passed.

When I looked up at my watch, the minute hand turned one notch. Cut, disappointing. I simply removed my watch and fell asleep on the table.

It wasn't until I felt that I was dying of old age that I realized that the lesson was nearing its end. I laughed in my heart and got through it. Finally, the long-awaited sound reached my ears.

In an instant, my already numb legs became as energetic as chicken blood, and every sleeping trillion lead cell in my body seemed to be activated, and I felt that the world in front of me seemed to be much brighter. We rushed out of the classroom, arms outstretched, and breathed in the unusually fresh haze, as if we had been reborn.

Appreciation of the works of "Social Drama".

What this article focuses on is my different feelings about the two life scenarios and two kinds of interpersonal relationships in the city and the countryside. The second part of ** depicts a different kind of environment and interpersonal relationships. There is a beautiful natural environment, a beautiful taste for life, a beautiful interpersonal relationship, and a beautiful human touch.

Life in the countryside is full of infinite vitality and interest, digging earthworms and fishing for river shrimp, a full meal, a charming moonlit night sailing, and the activities of small scattered friends to cook and eat Luo Han beans, which make me extremely happy and relaxed. The scene depictions here also focus on my psychological feelings and aesthetic pursuits, yearning for warm, friendly, simple and gentle interpersonal relationships, and longing for integrity, selflessness, beautiful and harmonious human feelings and human beauty.