Used to compare characters with backgrounds.

1. Take the scenery as the background and watch the weather.

I like to sit quietly alone, listening to the sound of the wind blowing and looking at the endless sky.

When I am happy, I like to sit on the hillside. The wind blows gently, bringing the sweetness of flowers and the fragrance of grass. I find it is always so gentle, the trees laugh for it and the running water sings for it. I smiled and felt all the subtle changes. Close your eyes and listen quietly, listen, listen to the laughter of the wind. It smiled so happily, so happily. At this time, a kind of joy will always come to mind. Open your eyes and look at the blue sky before you discover the vastness of this world. Sometimes I look back and wonder if there is another world in that distant horizon. Although I knew it was impossible, I kept watching, hoping to see another world one day, a better and happier world.

When I am sad, I like to sit on a bench under the tree. The wind rolled the fallen leaves, blowing through the endless fields, the vast grasslands and my side. I can feel its sadness and melancholy. Close your eyes slowly and listen to the words of the wind. It tells me that when there are flowers, there are withered flowers. It tells me that where we meet, there is separation. Hearing this, I cried, and the wind blew my cheeks and dried the tears on my face. The wind quietly left, also took away the sadness, also took away the sorrow. Looking up at the distant sky, I can't help but relax a lot, because on that day, I seemed to see hope and a brand-new world.

In this way, I sit quietly alone, whether it is midsummer or winter, whether it is day or night, as long as such people sit quietly, listen to the words of the wind and look at the distant world, I will be satisfied.

I hope I can fly to a more beautiful and happy world on the horizon on the wings of the wind like a fallen leaf. ...

2. Ask to write an 800-word composition with the scenery as the background, and give a compliment to the potted cactus. Its indomitable character is very surprising. It doesn't care whether there is water or not, and whether the weather is hot or not.

Its green body has palm-shaped stems covered with thorns, and it does not keep growing upward, like a pyramid-shaped ocean. A piece of "green palm" grows a piece of "small green hand", which makes people have a lot of reverie.

It looks like this everywhere. In the hot and long drought summer, other potted plants have bowed their heads, but cactus looks up at the blue sky like a soldier; In the severe winter, other potted plants have already been brought back indoors by their owners, but cactus has experienced wind and rain and is not afraid of the surrounding environment.

It never pays attention to it. It has been rooted all its life, as if to say, "This place is really nice. Let's grow up here! " The immortal is covered with hard thorns, and any wild animal will stop at once when it sees it. Pests want to bite it, and their bodies are always full of holes.

As soon as the green cactus came out of the ground, everyone thought it was dead. No, if you do this, it's wrong. It uses the nutrients of the body to take root and sprout and cultivate a young cactus. This is the real "rooting". Who can match its tenacious vitality? This seemingly ordinary plant, who would have expected, will produce beautiful flowers, just like colorful tassels on a samurai helmet.

Cactus is a tropical plant. It is shaped like a palm, hence its name. It is not afraid of heat, that is, the temperature is as high as 40 degrees Celsius, and it can survive tenaciously without drinking water for several days.

In this way, day after day, month after month, year after year, it has withstood the test of the scorching sun and grown happily. People should also have this indomitable spirit, and live and work with a strong will regardless of good times and bad times.

Cactus is also a good medicine. It helps when people are sick. For example, if they get mumps, mash it with stones and smear it on their cheeks, and they can be cured quickly. Cactus has no flowers that people admire at first sight, and it has no colorful body.

It is covered with needles, which makes people feel chilly at first sight. How admirable is its noble quality of obscurity and selfless dedication! The autumn wind last night carved that ancient and mysterious pattern on the buttonwood tree. The wider the Iraqi clothes are, the more haggard people are, looking out of the window and at the horizon.

Willow leaves, engraved with this ancient text, tell the story of farewell my concubine. The cold drizzle, with deep feelings, washed the tearful scenery as clear as blood.

Han soldiers plundered the land and were besieged on all sides. The overlord is still fighting to the death on the battlefield.

The concubine in the camp, frowning, waited anxiously, waiting ... Finally, the overlord of Chu came back, still so mighty and handsome. Yuji walked out of the tent and saw her haunted overlord, coming out of the misty smoke in armor, walking from far and near with a mighty and tall scorpion under his legs.

The pounding of horses' hooves was synchronized with the concubine's heartbeat. The azaleas on the mountain are full of blood red, reflecting two lines of tears in Kyrgyzstan.

Liancheng bonfires reflect half the sky, and plumes of emergency smoke go straight into the sky, supporting this gray-black sky like a few giant pillars of the sky. Loyal Wu Zhui horse carrying overlord and concubine sped by the turbulent Wujiang River. The overlord holds the reins in one hand and the concubine in the other. The wind blew her long white dress and black hair through the smoke.

Far behind, chasing behind ShaSheng blasting. Later, the sound of hooves approached; The Wujiang River in front swallowed the sky; ZhuiZhui, exhausted at this time.

The overlord dismounted and hobbled along with the horse. However, Yu Ji insisted on dismounting, holding hands and staring at each other with tears, but she couldn't speak and choked.

The autumn wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the Wujiang River. Yu Ji released Xiang Yu, looked at the blazing sun in the sky, stared at Wang Ba's face with tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty-"Just as her voice did not fall, Yu Ji quickly pulled out Wang Ba's sword ... The water in Wujiang River became warm and crimson. The sad voice of the overlord echoed on the river with the howling wind. "Killing me today is not a crime!" Yu Ji's blood on the sword is still there. Looking back, the swift horse has arrived, the sword light flashes, and history is frozen at this moment. The surging river has become the most faithful witness of this tear-jerking historical landscape.

The most magnificent sacrifice is a tribute to the hero. The beauty behind the hero paid the saddest life.

The beauty behind the hero is the most tearful scenery in the long history.

3. Setting off the characters with 600 words of scenery has always been unhappy, perhaps because of my unhappiness, but I just can't bear to leave my young children and pursue my own liberation.

Dark clouds. Rain and rain. On the left, it's raining; On the right is a guy who can choose the sun.

Obviously, there is always a face of indifference and calmness. I, the vicissitudes of campus, still can't understand, and I have to leave, so I can only live alone.

The one I bumped into just now, mom and dad seem to be very loving. "Husband."

"wife!" There is a word in my ear, and I won't cry. Only childish satisfaction spreads and grows in my heart? Doesn't he need rain to wash and wake up? A long time ago, I thought they wouldn't divorce. Divorce is as simple as that. I am sad but I can't be sad, rippling towards the sunny right.

Rare sunny and rainy days, soon, I will feel warm, just thinking, I am doomed not to be sad. "Why are you laughing so hard?" Countless people have asked me this question and kept silent. As long as they know what they are thinking, it is enough. It is so striking that even my name-Chen Yu.

When I grow up, I don't know if it counts, but I still try to avoid light and change the dark light. Yes, the sun can also illuminate dark clouds.

The foreign aid department of the school organized a voluntary tour: "I am unhappy, I am tired of laughing, I have always been proud, just don't want others to see my heart full of tears." Although they are so excellent, they have never quarreled for several years, and I know everything about them. The man on the right is named Chen Yu. He likes the cool rain on the left.

Collision, full of the taste of a happy home. I always sit and watch, but I can't cry. I keep my childish fears in my heart and do whatever I want, just like sunny days and rainy days.

So ... "The words are in my ear.

Since it is so good? Maybe there really shouldn't be a second alien like me. I have been trying to laugh, but I can't find the way far away. Just like a violent storm, even rain can't break it down and dry it. I can always feel the warmth of home. "

Similar to the answer in my heart, I really should feel happy. Of course, I don't have to laugh. The sun makes me happy, but it also makes me sad. Two men don't have to let others know my past. The bright sunshine is still shining.

As long as you are in the sun, you are still divorced! Stubborn since childhood, central. Rain, I still stubbornly chose rain, called sunny! Raise your head, let the rain hit your face and see the dark clouds thoroughly. Is there really a sun on it? Nothing, of course I will go to the sun without hesitation, and there is no need to explain; Now, I see through everything about them, but when divorced, the woman will share the man's property equally, and of course the man will not do so.

So you can disguise yourself by suppressing your lips. The bright sunshine still falls, and the corners of the mouth rise slightly.

Me? Did you laugh? Don't! The separation that changed everything doomed my sadness. Two years, years ... they have been quarreling, but they have not divorced. When I grow up, I have the ability to stand on my own feet and leave without hesitation. I would rather live alone. If a girl passes by at this time, she will inevitably exclaim that two school grasses will collide and one day they will intersect or overlap. Dark clouds can wash away sunlight and flow clearly. A bright and clear sky makes it easier to hide darkness.

Completely different space, boundary, feeling cool, longing for the sunshine behind you; The sunny sun is pointing to the right, which is almost a collision of fate. The person on the left, but I haven't felt the warmth of home yet! One year, I stretched out half my face to block the sunshine, so there was a strange sight-the central line of the main entrance of a teaching building was broken, and there was no warning at all, so I couldn't laugh? number

Two parallel lines. "You damn fool?" Countless people have asked me this question.

I've answered it a million times. Joy chen went to the left and walked into the rain curtain. He needs rain to understand his thoughts.

He is a different kind of person! Look around. It's raining, and I laugh wildly every day! One year, two years, but I can't wash away the faint water stains in my eyes, because my name-Qingyang, is so yearning, but I prefer the harsh and malicious light group that seems to satirize everything. "

Similar to the answer in my heart, choose sunshine and ignore dark clouds. From my own memory, at the center of two hearts.

-inscription university, obviously silent and lonely, why, extension, in two hearts. It's really fear, separation and mutual accommodation. The sun is still bright and direct, and in the middle, the image of dark clouds is empty.

Let it rain all the time! Only in the rain, I don't have to pretend anymore! What affection, what warmth. It turns out that this home I have always owned just hangs on my existence, but it lacks a "thought" ...

At first, I didn't know until now that they divorced because I was young; We'll talk later! I like home, I like warmth, and I have no smell of home. I just sat and watched because I left at a young age.

Everything! ""smelly * * *, until the cheek stiff corners of the mouth can't rise, even the sun can't melt it, there is rain on the left and sunny on the right, but it is still cool and refreshing towards the fish. It is said that he always loves to laugh, sharp-edged, cheerful and puffed up everywhere. It's the man who called me two school grass, but he lacks "maybe".

Maybe not happy, just maybe. Under the eaves, continue, hover, and then fake a smile until the thick mask falls on your face.

I really want to be happy, but I haven't had time to change, the same trajectory, the same people. Yes, it is also inevitable.

Did the man who hit you cry just now? Close at hand, but still no direction. Like the spinning sun that day, divorce should be too far away and too conspicuous. Never afraid.

"Why do you never laugh? It's broken. It's too easy. I'm looking forward to looking back. Time should be a joke, but who knows my past? As long as I can remember, the man and the woman began to quarrel, the one who called me two school grass, melodious.

Dark clouds are naughty; Sunny, still silent, so-called home is built on money, just need to change a plane or space. I answered countless times: "because I am happy."

In my mind, my father is the tallest.

I can rely on him to my heart's content, and he has built a wall for me to shelter from the wind and rain. I have a deep affection for him.

My father cares about me very much and never relaxes in his studies. He often tells me some difficult questions and patiently explains them until I understand them. He not only attaches importance to my study in class, but also enriches my knowledge after class.

He often chats with me and teaches me how to be a man and all kinds of knowledge. Astronomy, geography, literature, philosophy, art, he can do anything, and the scene we talked about is still vivid. I was deeply impressed by his cheerfulness, erudition and talkativeness. I always wanted to be like my father.

But it didn't last long. 1at the beginning of 997, my father suffered from leukemia. He suddenly changed, became skinny, behaved appropriately, and his bright eyes became dim, but the only thing that didn't change was his optimistic and cheerful personality.

He can also sing and talk to me. Looking at him, I cried. Since my father fell ill, he has been more concerned about my health, but he can't do anything about my study. I can't finish writing a topic. He is already sweating profusely, with a splitting headache and out of breath. You can only rely on your own efforts in learning.

He is willing to let me work and rest, but where do I have the mind to play? I want to be with him and listen to his phone. Even if he doesn't talk, I am willing to accompany him quietly, because he doesn't know when to leave me. 1At the end of 999, my father's illness worsened. That day, when I came home from school, I saw my father lying in bed, panting weakly. I suddenly froze. The mother standing by anxiously cried and said, "My son is back. Don't you want to talk to him? " I leaned over to cover my father's mouth. He tried his best and trembled and said, "Study!" " ! ! "At this time, the ambulance picked up my father, but that was the last time we met! When my father left, I understood the love he gave me, but it was too late.

I lost my father's love and the most precious thing in the world. How much I want to hear my father's urging and concern for me again, but it will never ring in my ears again. Through this step in my life, I know more about the meaning of love! It's been a year since my father died, so writing this article is a little souvenir for him.

5. Kneeling: Synthetic rain with scenery as the background.

The rain this year, in this April, is still intermittent and continuous. Just like a sad person, sitting alone on a cold night, lonely, sad and crying.

I still remember the rainy days in the past, when willows sprouted and peach blossoms sprouted, and the breath of spring was so warm; The big umbrella on the double Hongqiao is my eternal warmth.

I don't like rain, but I like rain, because in the first grade, on a rainy day, I opened the car door, a big umbrella covered the heavy rain, and a warm hug surrounded me. Looking up, I met Grandpa Liang's kind eyes, and a pair of warm big hands closed me: "Baby, come in quickly." From then on, I fell in love with this warm embrace. From then on, I like rainy days.

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Less rainy days and more warm hugs made me attached to this amiable and respectable grandpa Liang. Grandpa Liang gave us a tour guide and took us hiking in the south of the Yangtze River to pick carrots and strawberries. At the parent-child sports meeting, Grandpa Liang personally stepped out.

Help out and cheer for us; In my study, Grandpa Liang encouraged and supported me and made me stand up. But such a good man has left us forever, and his thoughts can only stay in his heart.

Such rain will only make me feel heavy. Only the umbrella, the person and those memories remind me that there is warmth flowing through my heart.

6. Write autumn scenery Zhou Ji with the scenery as the background, ha autumn scenery.

"Quite critical", fallen leaves become a scene in autumn.

The autumn wind blew away the "wet" in spring and the "stuffy" in summer, bringing a little coolness. People say the autumn wind is dry. I don't think so. I like the feeling of mixing noodles in the autumn wind, which can make people clear-headed; Can make the dust on your body fly far away; Can bring our souls into autumn. When the autumn wind flashes, Wanshu will welcome warm applause and graceful dancing. The scene is as grand as the lively scene of a grand party, and butterflies are flying all over the sky. The sound of leaves colliding seems to be good news for Mother Earth. Children who leave home will return to the embrace of Mother Earth. The excitement is beyond words, and there is no need to express it, because the autumn wind has quietly informed the earth. Autumn leaves take away the "green" in spring and the "shell" in summer, bringing a moving scene of flying all over the sky. Every leaf is the end of one life and the beginning of another. Fallen leaves dance gracefully in the wind, sometimes falling, sometimes turning in circles, and sometimes walking with the wind. They wore yellow shirts and said goodbye to the tree with the most beautiful dance. Thanks to the kindness of Mother Dashu. Autumn leaves cover every corner of the world. As soon as they pass by, they seem to be playing beautiful piano music. One after another, they have the momentum of "pouring pearls of all sizes into a plate of jade", and "the reverberation lingers for three days".

The color of autumn brushes off the "colorful" in spring and the "fiery red" in summer, and dyes it with a layer of dark brown. Brown is the main color in autumn. With the arrival of autumn, everything in the world welcomes it. Brown makes people daydream. I don't like "colorful", "fiery red" and "white", but I love brown. It represents a kind of solemnity and calmness, and it is also a piece of "amber" in people's hearts, and transparency is wrapped in a kind of bitterness. At the same time, brown is also the painter's favorite when depicting autumn scenery. The colors in autumn are very simple. Not elegant, not artificial, conquered me with simplicity.

The sunshine in autumn covers the warmth in spring and the heat in summer, bringing a little coolness. The autumn sunshine wakes up late and disappears quickly. It's also called "going out late and returning early". But it does not hinder its quality and beauty. It shines not only on everything, but also on the depths of human hearts. I think the sunshine in autumn is to know the secret of my heart, and I don't have to tell anyone. Because the autumn sunshine has told all things in nature that they will share joys and sorrows with me.

Autumn wind, autumn leaves, autumn colors and autumn sunshine make up a wonderful Qiu Jingtu. There are many secrets buried in the picture. As long as we are good at finding them, we can uncover them. There are many philosophies of life in the picture, which we can understand as long as we actively seek them. The picture shows many colorful lives. As long as we have a correct attitude, we can have them.

Autumn scenery-Wonderful Life Planning.

7. Write a composition fragment with the scenery as the background, "Pine flowers brew, spring rain in brew tea". Fold a skinny body and step on the Hongqiao after the rain to enter the mountain.

The breeze blew and the pines burst. Water knows the fisherman and gives the fish; Know the woodcutter on the mountain and give firewood.

I am neither a fisherman nor firewood, but I have everything. Where there is no road, there is a road.

The old trees by the roadside rest with faint crows. At last, a stream suddenly appeared.

There is a wooden bridge on the stream, which connects people. There are five willows lined up by the bridge, and chrysanthemums will bloom.

There are two thatched cottages beside the pine trees. What happened in the mountains? Taste fragrant tea and look up at the clouds; Sip the wine and sit and watch the flowers fall in bloom.

Suddenly, I saw a man fishing by the stream alone. His temples are white and have a faint fragrance. He was startled by my footsteps. When he saw me, he picked up the fish basket and took my hand to invite me home.

When I arrived at Maozhai, I saw him put the rain and tea together in a pot, took out a pot of wine and said to me, "This is the Songhua wine that I have treasured for hundreds of years." Then, we took out the fat fish and the purple crab, and we talked while drinking.

People get drunk before they finish drinking. Seeing him suddenly stand up, he said, "The stem in the pot is big, and the sun and the moon are long in the cup."

"Have you lived here long?" "White temples, after forty, everything will be blind. What am I worried about? " I nodded in agreement.

When the sun sets, I will say goodbye according to the ceremony. Before he left, he said, "I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains."

He nodded slightly and said, "Come and see me in Beihai. Daodongli is drunk!" I nodded and walked into the afterglow. I went back to my hometown until Chongyang.

On the way, the water is still flowing, the rocks are still there, and the sound of the waves is still there ... I went to Mao Zhai, but I didn't see him. Into the study, picked up a banner, which read "The environment is made by heart". The ink is wet, and it smells beautiful and fragrant.

I think maybe he didn't finish writing and his pen was bald, but he couldn't bear to burn the banner. But when I saw these words, I knew I was blind. He must be a master, but he doesn't want to be with the world.

Alas, eternal prosperity is just a screen. He hid in the mountains and avoided the screen. Isn't this the best confession? If you are still in the world of mortals in your next life, forget it. Otherwise, I must follow the old man to the ends of the earth.

Mountains are empty, and people are empty. Pine flowers make wine and spring rain makes tea.

Fool in Snail The sky is light blue and has no end. The white clouds are lazy, and snoring comes and goes.

At the end of the day, there is a fertile oasis dotted with the blazing sun. As the saying goes, it's too cold at the top.

Yes, it's really lonely to stay at the top of the pyramid in this vast desert. However, who ever thought that you could see any corner, including the horizon and clouds?

She is in good spirits and excited now. He just woke up from a hibernating lethargy, and he doesn't intend to get down from this contemptuous position soon. Looking at his shell as thin as cicada's wings, she thought that he had been faded by time and there were not many memories left, so she decided to stay for a few more days.

Besides, she has no regrets. Ayu is lying comfortably, and the vaguely residual memories are ups and downs in her mind.

N years ago (please cool this N, because what N is, even Ayu is not clear, but the sun is sometimes dazzling and sometimes eclipsed in these N years; The sky has experienced snow, wind and lightning; The oasis in the distance is yellow and green, yellow and green, and I don't know how many times. A proud eagle flapped its two huge wings desperately and shot at the top of the towering pyramid. Soon, his figure became smaller and smaller, and finally he stayed.

A trace of coolness swept through ayu's mind. Although the earth scorched his skin in the hot sun, he recalled the ridicule of the eagle. Yes, the philosopher said, "Only eagles and snails can climb to the top of the pyramid".

But is it true? Maybe only an eagle is qualified to say that. They are the darlings of God and the long swords in the sky. Is it possible for snails? Never thought that from generation to generation, we can only keep the praise of philosophers.

She resolutely feels that this feat is about to be completed. Who is it? When he told his wife and children about this long-simmering decision, the waves were rough. His wife said he was in his prime, but he wasted his energy on such boundless things. What is his sense of responsibility? Besides, climbing this tower is tantamount to hard work. Once … he couldn't comfort his heartbroken wife because he had to. He wants to be a fool among snails and a strong man in this desert.

But her newly sensible son supports him, and he should be proud of him and do his duty to manage his family business and take care of his mother, which makes Ayu feel quite gratified. He advised his son a thousand times, which was equivalent to confessing what was behind him.

Climbing the pyramid may die on the road, there may be no turning back, there may be ... 10 thousand kinds of anxiety. He righteously bid farewell to his wife and children and began a long journey.

He just wants to try to climb up, get up early, get down early and finish early. However, fate will not arrange it this way. After he climbed for many days, an unprecedented storm came at a gallop.

He clung to the cold pyramid wall, and from time to time, he made the sound of hard shells hitting the rock wall. Kaka … How thin his strength is! He fell heavily from the air and the pain began to spread. After a period of rest, he returned to that mysterious journey.

The cruelty of the hot sun, he climbed back and forth with difficulty; Hot tower wall, he struggled to climb back; Fast rain and snow, he climbed back and forth with difficulty; The cold tower wall, he responded with a difficult climb. However, he finally had to go back to the starting point again and again because it was difficult to resist the forces of nature.

Bad luck doesn't stop there. That damn eagle is always pestering him, and the eagle never stops hitting him.

The eagle laughed at his feat and shattered his self-esteem. Every time he landed, the eagle would persuade him to go home and live this life, and let him tell the philosopher that only the eagle can climb the pyramid.

Tongue is like a knife! Fortunately, he never gave up. It's just that there are always strange noises in his ears.

With perseverance, Dai Yue learned to obey the will of nature, and he finally survived, and it was at the top of the towering pyramid. What a feeling! For a long time, she recovered from her reverie. He wants to see his wife and son at once and listen to their proud tone when they call him a hero. He started another round of repetition.

He glanced at the silky light clouds without nostalgia and tucked the domineering sun into his heart. The river running on the horizon rushed into the oasis, and several matchbox-sized buildings crawled in the desert. He started climbing again. This time, he climbed down and returned to happiness. He seems to see the burly.

The annual sports meeting has finally arrived. Today, everyone is early. Everyone brought a lot of delicious food, and everyone was happy. At this moment, the teacher came and she took us to the playground. At the moment, many people on the playground are looking forward to the game.

The first race started, and it was the 100 meter sprint. Zheng Kuncheng, from Class Three, Grade Six. Come on, come on, come on, with the slogan, starting gun, command, start. They rushed forward like bullets and paddled to the finish line like wild horses. ...

In the final sprint, Zheng Kuncheng was overtaken by others and only got the third place.

The second race is the long jump. Ye Jiazhe is not very good at long jump, but he works hard. Although he only won the fourth place, his opponent was very good, far exceeding the people in our class.

It's 200 meters. I wonder if people in our class can get the second place. Here we go. We were the first people in Chen Hongwei from the beginning. I don't know if we can keep it up. Chen Hongwei, come on, come on, come on. Finally, I finally won the title of first place.

Finally, when the sports meeting ended, the tense atmosphere was finally shaken off.

I like sports meetings.

As soon as the rest day comes, the streets become lively.

You see, on the street, all kinds of vehicles are constantly flowing, blocking the road. There are fast cars, fast motorcycles, light electric cars and leisurely bicycles ... we are like in the ocean of cars. Vehicles also lined up in a long queue.

Look, the street is crowded with people and everyone is smiling. Young people are walking in groups in the street. They wear MP3 players, listen to music and can't help singing along. Some young people are talking and laughing, and their laughter has been echoing in the street. The old people sat quietly on long chairs with crutches and bathed in warm sunshine. Really comfortable! The children are jumping and jumping, especially greedy, as long as they hear someone shouting, "mutton kebabs!" " Mutton kebabs! "Smelling the attractive fragrance, I couldn't help but let my parents buy a bunch, so I bought it!

Listen, the horn of the car, the music in the shop and people's laughter are intertwined, like a symphony.

In the evening, it is more lively here. One after another, the lights are flashing, like little stars in the sky.

Ah! I really like busy streets!

In a blink of an eye, 2007 passed quietly, and New Year's Day in 2008 appeared happily. New year, new beginning, new hope.

The festive street presents a scene of peace and celebration. Everywhere, lights are decorated, cheers are thunderous, and clothing stores and hotels are crowded and bustling. On the street, vendors' cries, customers' bargaining and people's laughter are intertwined, which is very lively. There is a newly-opened supermarket, with two tall flower baskets at the door and a red carpet on the ground. It is a big reward for opening, with a wide variety of goods and many preferential activities, and people are scrambling to buy them! We went to join in the fun, but it was full. On the night of the festival, the colorful sparks in the sky become colorful, and the lights in Qian Qian on the ground are all red. The pedestrian street is very lively, with a sea of people, and people coming to shop in an endless stream. There are children laughing, laughing. Look here and there. Young people dressed in fashion come out this holiday to choose their favorite items; There are also old people with families and mouths, talking and laughing. In wenzhou paradise, people have a good time. There are our favorite bumper cars and roller coasters, as well as thrilling rapids and bungee jumping! People are laughing and laughing everywhere.