Essay Happy Wings 400 words

On the ground, we ran with strings, and in the sky, kites flew against the wind. These flying in the sky are our ideal wings.

Everyone's ideals are different, and the kite they tie out is also different. You see, my kite is a thick book of "Encyclopedia of Legal Knowledge" with two streamers floating on the back, because I want to be a lawyer when I grow up, and at this moment, I seem to see a group of victims waving to me and asking me to speak for them.

Look, a black pistol, slowly drifting towards us, it must be a golden kite, he wants to be like his father, a mighty policeman.

Also, the sailor's hat kite is Xiao Ming's, and the aircraft kite is Xiao Gang's. Of all the kites, the best is the master navigator Xiaojun, which is a Chinese sturgeon, and to be honest, I only know what a Chinese sturgeon is like when I look at his kite.

On the ground, we ran while laying the line, the line in our hands became longer and longer, and the kite also flew farther and farther with our ideals, and flew higher and higher.

The blue sky, the pure white clouds, and the heroic goshawk spread their wings and soared between this beautiful picture. While we marvel at the eagle's agility and free flight, have we ever thought about his strong wings? I think that without wings, the eagle may never be able to soar in the sky!

Human beings are intelligent creatures. There is also a pair of wings in people's hearts, and it is also with that pair of wings that they can steadily shuttle through this complex society, not to be confused, not to be disappointed, and to find the true meaning of life in those long years of life. Those wings are integrity!

It is because of having it that people have a transcendent life; If you have it, you will not lose yourself in this complex social dye vat; Only with it can you use everything that has the true meaning of life!

I have never seen a bird that has lost its wings and can still fly in the sky.

I also don't believe that a life can still be brilliant without integrity.

A bird with broken wings can't fly, and a person with broken wings also has no bright future! In this vast sea of people, you have lost your integrity, do you go to ** to find sustenance and hope?

The blue sky, the pure white clouds, there is like society, hiding our endless dreams and hopes. So, from now on, starting from teenagers, let's train a pair of hard and plump wings, soar in the blue sky and white clouds, and go there to realize our beautiful dreams!

A gust of wind, carrying a beautiful dream, blew into the blue sky, flew forward on the white clouds, flew to the sunset, flew into the sunset, added a brilliant blue color to the red sky, flew into my dream, and brought me a pair of wings.

I often fantasize about why I can't meet a fairy fruit like Lei Zhenzi, and if I eat it, I can give birth to a pair of wings and fly freely; Why can't I be like a bird with a pair of wings and do whatever I want.

I think I have a pair of wings that can take me everywhere. If I had such a pair of wings, I would have to fly into the blue sky, sit on the clouds and laugh, and look down on the earth; Be sure to walk up the Rainbow Bridge and see it on the other side of the world.

If I had a pair of wings, I would fly into the universe and pick a star as a gift for my beloved mother; I'm going to fly across the galaxy and bring the Weaver Girl to the Cowherd and reunite them.

Assuming that I have a pair of wings, I want to go around the world, to Mongolia where I most desire to go, to see herds of cattle and sheep grazing, wandering, and walking in the steppe; Look at the horses galloping; Watch the sun go down and coat the grassland with a layer of gold.

If I have a pair of wings, I will fly to heaven and be a happy angel and sprinkle happiness all over the world.

I wish I had a pair of wings, so that I could fly freely and share my happiness with you.

How do I write a little flower with wings?

I wish I had a pair of wings to be able to fly into the blue sky and fly and play with the birds; I wish I had a pair of wings to taste whether the white clouds are sweet or salty; I also want to have a pair of wings and see the beauty of the sky; I really want to have a pair of wings, go to the sky to listen to Sister Moon's story, and shake hands with Grandpa Sun.

I seem to have a pair of wings, so that I can go to see the "City of Sunshine" - Lhasa, the "Stone City" - Nanjing, the "City of Flowers" - Paris, the "City of Water" - Venice ......Also check out the Leaning Tower of Pisa in Italy, Red Square in Russia, the Twin Towers in Malaysia, the Statue of Liberty in the United States, ......

When I heard Uncle Yang Liwei say that the earth in space is beautiful, how I wanted to fly into space with my wings right away and see our beautiful "home" with Uncle Yang Liwei.

I wish I had wings, not only because they take me where I want to go, but also because they can help others. When people are stuck in traffic, I can take them to their destination. When the thief steals something and is about to slip away, I can catch the thief and take him to the police station.

When someone needs help, I can get there to them in time.

Yes! I wish I had a pair of wings!

Night, quietly, a pure angel.

Spread your wings ......

The name of this angel is: Star Dream Guardian Angel.

She guards the sparkle of the stars, the afterglow of dreams, beauty and love.

Don't be a sad angel with blue hair, don't be a weak sad angel, be a beautiful and sunny little angel.

Her big eyes sparkle like sparkling gems, her little nose is so handsome, and her sweet mouth is so dexterous.

If you are happy, sunny, and beautiful, you are that pure Star Dream guardian angel!

The sun shines quietly and serenely through the glass, the morning breeze blows coolly, and the weekend is quiet.

That day, I leaned against the window and meditated, and the silent room was cold and it was just me. The window frames are made of iron, the blue glass windows are half-open, and the rust at the joints shows the corroded surface.

Finally, he came back to his senses at the terrible and angry cry of his grandmother downstairs, jumped heavily on the floor, hurriedly stepped on his slippers, and rushed out of the room.

The range hood downstairs roared loudly, the steaming smoke went up, the grandmother was still frowning, holding the heavy iron pot towards the dish soap rag, the smooth faucet, the tap water flushed in the pot, under the sound of water, grandma muttered in a low voice, "It's so slow to eat".

Four dishes and one soup are placed on a bulky round table, and a white porcelain bowl is filled with smoke, filled with a bowl of rice. I flicked the wooden chopsticks, and the midday sun shone obliquely in, and the dishes glowed. Whenever I was almost done eating, my grandmother came in from outside, sat down to eat, and served me vegetables while serving me half a bowl of rice in her bowl, waiting quietly for my grandmother's next step.

Grandma's demeanor has always been thin, frowning, and tall. Busy every day, but the pickiest eater when eating. hers'The frowning may be because of the rush of life, the wrinkles are deep, and it may be because of the passage of time.

Soon, after eating, I walked out of the kitchen, and the sun was just right, and I sat in an open space in front of the door to rest, the dog wagged its tail, and the bell sounded, and sat quietly beside me. And grandma, just after dinner, sank into the brilliant afternoon by leaning on the old sofa. Quietly looking at her grandmother, her clothes were thin, her hair was tied up, and a few strands of her forehead moved slightly, shining with white light.

After a while, perhaps remembering that there was something to be done, or perhaps it was a sudden coldness, my grandmother got up and walked to the door, looked at the sun for a long time, and went in to grope for something, and after a while, she came out and handed me a small bag of plump peanuts, which were salted peanuts that I had just bought in the morning, and gave it to me, remembering that I liked to eat it, and I put it in my pocket, and my grandmother smiled with satisfaction.

Turning around, she sank into the busyness again, stood quietly in place for a while, and then got up and went to her grandmother's side to wash the dishes and chopsticks with her.

Grandma's busyness may be due to many reasons, but her dedication must be because of love. Love, let me grow, this will also become my wings to fly.