The third grade of primary school continued to write a composition, and the old tree smiled.

1. Composition: Continued "The old tree smiled" Several little girls only saw an old tree on the hillside, with sparse branches and leaves, standing there alone, as if sighing and crying.

"Grandpa Old Tree, why are you sighing and crying?" Several little girls asked. The old tree replied, "Because mankind has cut down all my friends, in the near future, mankind will reap the consequences."

Several little girls decided to keep the old tree. They said: "We should not only protect it, but also mobilize more people to plant trees, so that Grandpa Tree can have many friends and not be lonely." The little girls really brought a lot of people to plant trees and seedlings. They also set up an eye-catching sign on the ground, which read: "It is everyone's responsibility to protect trees!" " "When the little girl who planted trees grew into a girl, the young trees grew up slowly, and this place became lush again.

Birds come to sing, deer come to play, and streams jingle and play the piano. Life is everywhere and the forest is thriving again.

The old tree smiled, and so did the girls.

2. The Smile of the Old Tree 300 words One spring morning, in a desolate land, Grandpa Old Tree sighed softly; Sister Xiaoxi is sighing softly; Grass's brother is also sighing softly.

Suddenly, a bird flew in. Seeing that everything was sighing, the bird asked the old tree nearby curiously.

Grandpa: "Grandpa Old Tree, why are you all sighing?" "Once upon a time, the stream flowed slowly and sang sweet songs; Small animals are also playing happily here. Due to human destruction and lack of treasure, the stream dried up and small animals no longer played here.

The land is dry. It's no longer lively here. "

The old tree said with a sigh. The grass on the side could not help but say, "Yes, human beings are so hateful. Although we tried our best to serve them, they trampled on us mercilessly. "

"Yes, yes." The bird also replied, "How hateful human beings are!" Wang Qiang, hiding behind a tree, heard their conversation and bowed his head in shame.

. The next morning, the old tree heard footsteps. The old tree feels very strange: it is really strange that no one has come in this generation.

What's going on here? It turns out that Wang Qiang came with others. I saw them planting trees and watering them for a while.

Finally, Wang Qiang added: "It is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment." Brand.

The old tree saw it and smiled with relief. .

3. One spring morning, in a desolate land, Grandpa Lao Shu sighed softly; Sister Xiaoxi is sighing softly; Grass's brother is also sighing softly.

Suddenly, a bird flew in. Seeing that everything was sighing, the bird asked the old tree nearby curiously. Grandpa: "Grandpa Old Tree, why are you all sighing?" "In the past, this stream was slow.

Slowly flowing, singing sweet songs; Small animals are also playing happily here. Due to human destruction and lack of treasure, the stream dried up and small animals no longer played here. The land is dry. It's no longer lively here. "The old tree said with a sigh. The grass on the side could not help but say, "Yes, human beings are so hateful. Although we tried our best to serve them, they trampled on us mercilessly. " "Yes, yes. The bird also replied, "how hateful human beings are!" Wang Qiang hid behind a tree, heard their conversation and hung his head in shame. .

The next morning, the old tree heard footsteps. The old tree feels very strange: it is really strange that no one has come in this generation. What's going on here? It turns out that Wang Qiang came with others. I saw them planting trees and watering them for a while. Finally, Wang Qiang added: "It is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment." Brand. The old tree saw it and smiled with relief. .

In the third grade of primary school, the old tree smiled. Which sentence is a rhetorical question? The old tree smiled.

On a desolate hillside, there is an old tree with a small wild flower beside it.

"Alas," his sigh alarmed the wild flower, and the little wild flower asked, "Grandpa, why are you sighing?" "Look, Fiona Fang doesn't even have a tree to talk to me within dozens of meters." Small wild flower: "alas!" " The old tree said, "In those days, this area was a happy forest. Later, in order to make money, people hacked down trees and cut off all my companions. " Speaking of this, the old tree couldn't help crying.

Suddenly, people's voices came not far away, and the old tree said, "It seems that I can't escape today." Just then, some little girls came.

They came to the old tree, which surprised her. She lowered her head and planted many trees. They water the trees every day. By the next spring, the old tree had green leaves and he had many companions.

The old tree said with a smile, you must be rewarded.

5. The Story of an Old Tree and Three Little Trees in Senior Two 100 Word Composition On a road full of flowers, there are two trees, one of which has been standing on this road for many years.

One is an old tree and the other is a fledgling young tree.

Young trees often laugh at the ugliness of old trees and praise themselves for their beauty.

On a morning of thunder and lightning, the old tree asked, "Little brother! Let me cover the wind for you.

! "Don't! I don't want to be with your old and ugly tree! " Xiaoshugao

Proud to say. "Brother, listen to me, you are still young, and the foundation is still unstable. If you are affected by strong winds,

But it will be uprooted! "The old tree said. The little tree thought: Hum! I don't need your insurance.

The guardian can stand here firmly!

After about two hours, the old tree looked at the young tree again and found that the young tree had been injured.

Yes! The old tree is kind-hearted and can't help but ask, "Little brother, are you all right?"

Right? The old tree didn't respond when it saw the young tree, and thought, I'd better help it! Thinking, the old tree will

Tilt slowly to keep out the wind and rain.

After a while, the little tree woke up and was grateful to see the old tree treat it like this.

I suddenly realized that I shouldn't laugh at that ugly old tree, so I immediately apologized to the old tree:

"Tree eldest brother, I'm sorry. Can we still be friends? " "The old tree said with a smile

It's already late, and humans are going to transport me away soon. ""why? " Xiao Shu is puzzled.

"Because." Later, the old trees were transported by humans to other places to make furniture.

Hey! Although the young tree woke up, it lost the only tree that woke it up.

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6. Write a composition according to the three key words of the mysterious old tree. My childhood is like a honey pot, with joy and sadness. Many things in childhood

I forgot everything except the old tree in front of the door. He is too old to be old.

I wonder how old he is. But even so, the old tree smiles every year. He is always in spring.

Under the call, many new green branches were pulled out. Every year at this time, grandma will call with a smile.

I'm playing crazy with my partner. Let me stand under the old tree and compare my height with him. At this moment,

Grandma always smiles and squints, looks carefully and smiles happily, like an innocent child.

Or open that old mouth, revealing a full face of wrinkles. "You grow really slow, than

The tree is much shorter! "Grandma always said to me.

Old trees will grow tender Toona sinensis buds after greedily sucking drizzle in early spring.

It was very expensive in the market, and my whole family liked it, so we put those Chinese toon buds.

Care like a baby. These Chinese toon buds are also gifts from the old tree. Grandma always

Will say, "son, the old tree is going to sprout again." Don't feel sorry for me. You grow taller and taller. "

Have some! At this time, I always lie: "Grandma, I don't like to eat Toona sinensis buds, do you?"

Eat! "Say, then ran out, I'm afraid I can't control my greed. grandmother

Always laughing and shaking his head, eating fragrant buds.

Grandma is ill. After all, she is over 80 years old. I saw beads of sweat dripping from grandma.

Slide down your face; Everyone talks about grandma's illness behind my back ... I can't help but feel sad from the heart.

Look at that lonely old house, which has been extended indefinitely without the company of trembling grandmother.

I picked up the old tree and my tears rolled down. I am a girl with strong appearance and fear inside.

I'm afraid of losing my kind grandmother. I can't stand it any longer in front of the old tree, and I can't hide it.

Tears can't help but vent.

Spring is coming again, but grandma is not here. The old tree in front of the door has sprouted new branches and is very tender.

Ye Er.

7. I lost my key composition. More than ten years ago, I lived in my grandmother's house in the countryside and didn't go back until I was in primary school.

For about three years, I was very happy there, the only sincere happiness. There is an open space of more than 40 square meters in front of my hometown. When I am drying wheat in the open space at home, I like to roll on the wheat in the open space.

In this clearing, I have all the happiness of my childhood. On the upper left of the clearing, there is a very old big jujube tree.

Somehow, jujube trees can't bear dates. Because it is very old, everyone doesn't cut it, saying it is a symbol of the village.

But I really don't understand what this old jujube tree can symbolize. I like to count the stars outdoors with my friends at night. One, two, three, four ... There are many stars in the sky, so it is difficult to count them clearly. My eyes were blinded when I counted, and the sky was full of stars. It was so beautiful.

My eyes inadvertently swept the big jujube tree, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. I probably think I can't count the stars when I eat! One year has passed, another year has passed, and I am still so happy. Jujube trees are still like that, with lush leaves, but they still don't bear fruit. There is a little disdain in my young mind, and I can't bear it. Why do I still have it? I'm going to school. I'm going home. I don't want to be separated from grandma. Little friend, and that big jujube tree.

After school, faced with the hypocrisy of the city people, I felt so tired that I gradually found myself missing one thing, my key, my sincere key, which I lost, and everyone lost. I can't open the door of sincerity. Finally, I lost my key. It's been too long. I forgot where I put it. No, I lost it! Everyone seems to be wearing a mask on his face. No, it should be a hundred, maybe a thousand! I don't know, I don't understand how to survive in a hypocritical world. In an instant, I seem to have become that old tree, that lonely old tree.

Old tree, I'm sorry. Ten years have passed in a flash. I have been to my hometown several times, and my friends in my hometown have alienated me. Everyone has something to do, and it is weak.

Keys, where are you? Maybe, you corroded in the wind and rain! My sincere life, say goodbye to me! I can only smile helplessly. Sitting under the old tree, I feel the breath of my companions.

Old tree, perhaps, we are a creature. Those disappointments and taunts are for myself, huh? Old tree, let's find our key together.

8. The little photographer continued to write. The next day, the little boy came to Gorky's residence again.

The little boy saw the doorman and smiled and said, "Uncle, can you let me in?" Uncle doorman also smiled and said, "Yes, you can go in. Comrade Gorky said that he would let you in as soon as you came. " The little boy said, "Thank you." The doorman added, "You're welcome!" The little boy walked on. I saw Gorky's female secretary again and said with a smile, "Hello, aunt." Aunt smiled and said, "Hello, are you the little photographer who came yesterday?" The boy nodded and said, "OK, auntie." Aunt added, "Then hurry in. Comrade Gorky is waiting for you. " "ok." The boy said. The little boy walked silently and soon came to Gorky.

The little boy bowed deeply first and apologized. He blushed and lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Comrade Gorky. I wasted your precious time yesterday. I sincerely apologize to you. Sorry. " Gorky said: "Nothing. Shall we start taking pictures? " "Click, click" a few photos will be taken. When he left, the little boy said, "I'll go back and post your photo on the wall newspaper so that the young pioneers in our school can learn from you." "ok." Gorky smiled and nodded. "Goodbye." The little boy said. "Goodbye." Gorky said.

On the third day, the little boy posted photos on the wall newspaper, and the young pioneers came to see them one after another. The little boy is happy, too. At this moment, a car came and Gorky sat on it. He smiled happily when he saw his photo!

Continue to write 300 words of the composition "Little Photographer" (Chapter II)

The next day, the little boy came to the road opposite Gorky's room again. This time, the little boy was holding a bag of things-several thick pieces.

"Uncle Gorky still wants me to take his picture?" The little boy hesitated. Just then, the secretary saw him from the window, remembered Gorky's instructions, and quickly led the little boy into Gorky's room. Gorky was so absorbed in correcting documents that he didn't notice the little boy at all. Embarrassed, the little boy stood there quietly waiting for Gorky to finish approving the documents. After a long time, Gorky finally looked up. Suddenly he found the little boy and immediately said with a big smile, "Hello! Are you ready this time? " The little boy blushed, and he said guiltily, "Sorry, last time …" Gorky laughed: "Never mind, never mind, I like polite children." The little boy quickly said, "Can I take a picture of you changing the file?" Gorky agreed. The little boy couldn't wait to fiddle with the camera, only to hear a click, and a photo of Zhang Zhengui was born.