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When I go to school, time passes by the sound of brisk footsteps; When it comes time to take an exam, time slips through the tense breath; At the end of school, time flew by with cheers. He was in such a hurry that I had to make me want to redeem him and erase the shallow footprints.
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As I sat still, the days passed by my blank mind.
As I walked, the days leaped past my lazy steps.
When I rested, the days passed by my pillow.
When I write, the days pass by the tip of my pen.
When I played the piano, the days flowed gently through my fingers.
When I reminisce, the days slip by from the past.
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When you run, the days pass by your legs; When I write, the days pass under the tip of the pen; When you play, the days pass by with laughter
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In this fireworks in March,What can I do in this crowded town? There is only boredom, only indifference; In this indifference, what is left but boredom? The days of the past were like waves, shattered by the reef, like blue sand, eroded by the sea; What traces do I have?
How have I left a mark like a fallen flower?
Imitation can consider its implicit requirements from the following aspects:
1) Look at whether the example sentence is a single sentence or a compound sentence, a declarative sentence or an interrogative sentence, a whole sentence or a loose sentence, an affirmative sentence or a negative sentence, and a long sentence or a short sentence.
2) Look at the structure of the phrases inside a single sentence and look at the logical relationship between clauses in a compound sentence.
3) Look at the color of the language and the tone of feelings.
4) Look at key words and so on. Great attention should be paid to the analysis of implicit requirements.
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Hurriedly the first natural eggplant section imitation:
1. When the wind has passed, there is a time to blow back; When the rain is over, there will be another pour; The clouds have dispersed, and there is a time to gather again.
2. When the sun sets, there is a time to rise in the east; The creek is frozen, and there is a time when it will flow again; The dream wakes up, and there is a time to continue.
3. Spring has gone, and there is a time to come again; When the sun sets, there is a time when it rises again; The hair was cut and trembled, and there was a time when it grew again.
4. When the street lights are dimmed, there will be times when they are bright again; The sky is overcast, and there are times when it is sunny again; Spring is gone, and there is a time to return.
5. When the tide recedes, there is a time when it rises again; When the moon is missing, there will be a time when it will be full again; When the weeds are burned, there is a time for them to regenerate; Friends say goodbye, there is a time to say goodbye; The rose is grateful, and there is a time to bloom again.
The essay "Hurry" revolves around the narrative of "time is in a hurry, and there is no return", first writing the characteristics of the past, then delicately portraying the traces of the passage of time, and finally writing the author's sigh for the "hurry" of the passage of time, expressing the author's helplessness and regret for the passage of time. "Hurry" is a popular prose written by Zhu Ziqing, an outstanding modern essayist.
The characteristics of the article: first, the structure is exquisite, the level is clear, the inheritance is natural, and the beginning and end echo; Second, the text is delicate and timeless, simple and concise; The third is the blending of scenes, whether it is writing swallows, willows, peach blossoms, or writing about the sun, they are all integrated with the exclamation of "why are our days gone".
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Swallows, willows, peach blossoms, please write in the same way as the first sentence of the text, what other things are there?
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As follows:
1. The passing years are like flowers, withered by time, like the sunset, dispersed by the night.
2. The past is a memory, which has been forgotten by time; Like a photo album, yellowed by dust.
3. The life of the past is like falling leaves, blown away by the autumn wind, like a heart, sprinkled with sorrow.
4. The past days are like snow, melted by Chunhui; Like dust, blown away by the breeze.
5. The days of the past are like a piece of chocolate, which soon melts in the mouth; Like a drop of water, evaporated by the light of the sun; Like a cell, it dies quickly; Like a snowflake, it is illuminated by the sun.
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Imitation: The wild goose has returned, and there is a time to come again; When the tide falls, there is a time when it rises again; The sun has set, and there is a new rise'Time.
When the stream is dried up, there will be a time when it will flow again; The clouds are scattered, and there is a time to reunite; The sky is overcast, and there are times when it is sunny again;
The sun is hidden, and there is a time to reappear; When the sun sets, it rises again; When the lake dries up, there will be a time when it will be full again.
When the moon is missing, there will be a time when it will be full again; The stars are sparse, and there is a time when they are dense; The clouds are scattered, and there is a time to reunite;
2. When you wash your hands, the days pass by in the basin; When eating, the days pass by in the bowl of rice; When he was silent, he passed in front of his gaze.
Imitation: The sun sets, and there is a time when the east rises; The remnant sun melts, and there is a time to reappear; The clouds have dispersed, and there is a time for them to come again.
When washing, the days pass by the flowing water; While waiting, the days pass with anxious and expectant eyes; When I go to bed, the days pass by by the moonlight that spills down every night in front of my bed.
The pace of the day is like a cat, sliding to your side quietly, and then quietly gone. While playing on the computer, the days fly away from the fingertips of pressing the keyboard. Slip away from the dazzling screen while watching TV. While admiring the lanterns, beckon past the bright lights.
When you walk, the days pass under your feet; When I read, the days pass by in words; When watching TV, the days pass by the screen; When we talk, the days pass by when we sleep, and when we sleep, when we pass in our dreams. I was too late to keep him, for he had already passed away in a hurry. There are no words to describe it.
In the early morning, the sun was rising, and time had slipped away the dawn of my life, and although I was caught off guard, I wanted to make the rest of my time meaningful, and while I was thinking and planning, it was quietly and without a trace.
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Imitation:
When the moon is missing, there will be a time when it will be full again;
The leaves are yellow, and there is a time when they are green again.
When the sun sets, it rises again;
The sonorous rose withered, and there was a time to bloom again.
When the sun sets, there is a time when it rises again; Spring has passed, and there is a time for it to come again; Prosperity is dead, and there is a time to rise again.
First, the structure is exquisite, the level is clear, the inheritance is natural, and the end echoes.
Second, the text is delicate and timeless, simple and concise;
The third is the blending of scenes, whether it is writing swallows, willows, peach blossoms, or writing about the sun, they are all integrated with the exclamation of "why are our days gone", revealing the author's helplessness and regret for the passage of time.
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Write down your feelings in a paragraph following the third natural paragraph, which can be broadened like this
Though he who goes, he who comes; How did you rush in the middle of coming? When I got up in the morning, the sun was shining in the hut. The sun has feet, and it moves gently and quietly; I was also dazed and followed the spin.
So when I read it in the morning, the days passed between the pages; During class, the days passed by the teacher's beautiful board book; When he was in a sedan chair during recess, he passed through the light melody.
I noticed that he was in a hurry, and when I stretched out my hand to cover it, he passed by the hand that was holding it. After dinner, I sat at my desk, and he hurried away under the lamp; When I woke up in the morning to say goodbye to him, a new day had come in a hurry; As I walked through the boulevards, the shadow of the new day leaped under my feet.
Imitation:How I want to catch his shadow and let him slow down, so that I can savor my childhood, but "flowers have a reblooming day, no one is young", no matter how reluctant I am, six years have passed in a hurry, and I am about to graduate from primary school and embark on a new path of learning. In the near future, I will still finish junior high school, high school, and university in a hurry, and embark on a broader path in life.
The years are lingering and lingering.
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Dead Zhou Rongyu. I'm Sun Tao.
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