Yu Shuo's composition for the third day of the junior high is 600 words (1)

I have a beautiful name --- rain, pure white clouds are my mother. During the day, my friends and I played happily. At night, we listened to my mother's story. Among them, I like listening to the stories of my brothers and sisters doing things for the world. I am more and more longing for that thrilling life. Finally, I decide to pursue my dream.

That day, with the roar of thunder and the pace of lightning, I jumped down into a spirit flying in the air, jumping with the color of youth, dancing happily in the clear blue world, dancing out a piece of my own sky.

After a while, I saw the ground. Some of my friends chose towns, and they were tapping on the roof. Ringing water on the window, finally, playing a symphony on the bluestone slab.

The rest of us, I, chose the field. I am accompanied by such wonderful music. On the shining stage given by God. Continue to dance. Although I have seen death at the end of the stage, I want to leave my pure and bright body, joyful dance steps and sky blue singing in the world I love.

I try my best to cherish this dance of life, death and beauty. However, my life just passes by like a cloud of youth.

At the end of the song, the dance stopped and I smiled and floated into the earth.

Yu Shuo's composition in the third day of junior high is 600 words (2)

The intermittent rain is naughty again. Its arrival is unexpected. I look at the rain and smell the fragrance of wild flowers brought by the refreshing cool wind. I am intoxicated with it and share the happiness of family with the raindrops.

Chunyu is a gentle and sentimental girl. Look, what is the thin rain like? Oh, just like Zhu Ziqing said, it's like ox hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, and it's a very accurate metaphor. Yes, the tenderness of Chunyu can't compete. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently, and it floats on the ground, moistening everything. Its arrival made the grass come out of the ground, the flowers also opened their smiling faces, and the kite flew happily into the sky, flying freely. At this time, how pleasant it would be to pick up a book in the cool wind full of the spirit of the mountains!

Xia Yu, an acute aunt, has my ambition to smile to the sky from the broadsword and stay in the two Kunlun Mountains. Xia Yu comes and goes quickly, but the timely summer rains make the dried up trees drink enough water, the dried up streams sing songs of praise and the animals dance happily in the rain. In the hot summer, you are a kind mother, and you are the protector of every living creature. You feed every living creature with sweet juice.

Qiuyu, a sentimental girl, is full of fallen leaves on the empty mountain. Where can I find his trace? Looking at the fallen leaves all over the mountain, only Qiuyu and himself are companions. Where can I find his trace? In the rustling cold wind, the autumn rain is coming, and the light rain is falling. How sad! But where it came from, apples put on red robes, grapes put on purple coats, golden oranges opened their mouths and told people the joy of harvest.

Winter rain is the so-called snow. You see, it seems to put a white quilt on the earth. You see, the snowflakes falling from the air are crystal clear and spotless. Soon, the world becomes pure and white. How lovely these little elves are! They are also doing the same dedication. By the next spring, they will become sweet juice, providing nourishment for the new generation.

Ordinary and great rain! Are you spirits sent by heaven?

Yu Shuo's composition in the third day of junior high is 600 words (3)

April earth, waiting for me a winter. Frozen seeds wait for me to warm the stiff soil; The withered and yellow pastures are waiting for me to put on green clothes for them; The cold and shallow fish pond is waiting for me to erode the traces of winter; The silent stream waits for me to bring happy music.

I came gently, wind and thunder were abandoned by me. I want to give you a little surprise, so that you can suddenly feel the breath of spring on the silent earth. Don't hold up an oil umbrella and close the doors and windows to resist me. Watch me dispel the chill of winter, listen to the sound of my dance with the earth, and accept the baptism of spring together.

I come from a distant place. I have a playful nature just like you. Mother Baiyun's swaddling clothes made my heart pure and transparent. All the things in it are the love of the sky to the earth. I use my silk like body to convey these love to you.

I'm here to make you happy. Follow my steps to feel the spring belongs to all things. In the sound of my dance, show your most confident smile, let the winter troubles float away with the spring breeze, and welcome another incomparable spring in life.

In this laughter, I completed my mission. I will not leave you, but rest happily on this vibrant land. Whenever the beauty of nature appears before your eyes, do not forget that this is my wish for you.