When the sun rises (1)

I like the bright moon in the sky, the shining stars in the sky, and the vast sea... But what I like most is the rising sunrise.

When the sky was still dark, suddenly, a little red glow appeared in a trance at the place where the sky meets the water. Slowly, the range of the red glow began to gradually expand until a small half of the sun's face appeared. At this time, you will find that the dark red round thing is very red, but it is not bright at all. At that time, the sun was just like a girl who didn't want to show her face in the public. It had always covered her beautiful face with earth. After a while. Finally, it seemed that the young "girl" was willing to put aside the earth to show her beautiful face in the sky after listening to the enlightenment of others. When the sun appears completely in the sky, the sun is like a fairy coming to the world to inspect. His light is like a ribbon decorating the sun, which was originally a "fairy", and it looks more beautiful and dazzling. When people wake up and see the sun, they will definitely sigh! The beauty of the sun must surpass everything in the world!

The sun is selfless, because it is just like our mother, silently working hard for us with his life's energy. The sun is also like our father, because when the moon rises, it stores light and energy for us just like the father. When the sun rises again, its light illuminates the whole world.

The sun is selfless, great and beautiful. Isn't this a great spectacle? I hope this great spectacle will stay here and shine on us forever. Ah! The sun! We will sing for you forever!

When the sun rises (2)

In Africa, when the antelope opens its eyes every morning, the first thing it thinks is: I must run faster than the fastest lion, or I will be eaten by the lion. At the same time, when the lion woke up from his sleep, the first thought flashed into his mind was: I must be able to catch up with the slowest antelope, or I would starve to death. So, almost at the same time, the antelope and the lion jumped up and ran towards the sunrise.

Life is like this. No matter you are an antelope or a lion, when the sun rises, you will run forward without hesitation.

Survival is both a reward and a challenge. Only those who work hard and constantly surpass can change their destiny with struggle, enjoy the bright sunshine every day and experience the beautiful scenery of life. Those who do not want to make progress are eliminated. Therefore, we are all alive. Some people have unlimited scenery, while others are embarrassed.

We have been working hard. Only in this way can we enjoy life and challenge.

When the sun rises (3)

When the sun rose, I seemed to see an incomparably bright smiling face. Through the window glass, he sprinkled wisps of golden light into my room, reminding me that it was time to get up.

When the sun rises, all creatures are awakened. Flowers are eager to get up and dress themselves. Grass rubs its eyes and raises its head. Birds get up and start singing the song of the morning. There are also countless glistening dewdrops, lying naughty on the green leaves, shining in the light of ten thousand feet of light, like pearls scattered on the leaves.

When the sun rises, I will also start reading in the morning. I will discharge the foul gas accumulated in my body all night long. As a diligent person, we will try to get up early in the future, just like the sun.

When the sun rises, I will also make all preparations to spend that happy day.

When the sun rises (4)

Everything is silent. The sky is deep in sapphire blue. When the sky is clear, you can see that the waning moon in the west has not yet set, casting a faint silver glow for the earth. It is so ordinary, but it illuminates the road in front of pedestrians.

He turned on the light in the dark by moonlight, changed his clothes for going out, and finished washing. Then, in a silence, he leaned slightly, grasped the door handle with both hands, gently twisted and pushed, and the door opened, but there was no slight sound. On the bed, there was a sleeping daughter. "Must have stayed up late again last night?" He thought to himself, but his mouth was slightly open. "Let her sleep a little longer! It's hard to study at ordinary times." He leaned quietly against the door, holding the door handle with both hands. Moonlight sprinkled on his face. His face was no longer young and full of vitality. Years had left traces of vicissitudes on the face of this middle-aged man, but he did not realize it. His eyes were so tired, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was also full of love and pity for his daughter.

He couldn't bear it, but he finally called out in a dry and low voice, and his daughter got up. She had already woken up, but she did not realize her father's kind eyes and slightly arched waist. She never found that the original vigorous father was no longer elegant.

In the silent morning without dialogue, when the sun had not yet risen, the father and daughter silently finished their breakfast and came to the school gate together. This is true every day - the father who takes the initiative to speak and the daughter who always bows her head and does not speak.

It was at the school gate again. In the silence, his daughter said first: "Good bye, Dad!" He smiled and waved, then gradually disappeared into the hazy night. "This time, let me love you!" The daughter took a deep breath and looked at her father's back.

That girl is me at that time. I looked up at the sky. It was dawn and the sun was rising in the east. What a beautiful sunrise, I don't know when it has replaced the moon.

The sun's dazzling light is full of vitality, but when the sun has not yet risen, it is the moon that bears the darkness before dawn for him.

Father's love is like a mountain. Father is the bright moon, which gestates the newborn sun. "There is a father in the world!"