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1. Write a composition on the topic of "Pear blossoms again", which means that spring grass is green in one year and pear blossoms are white in one crop. Looking at the beautiful posture of winter jasmine swaying in the wind on campus, my thoughts flew to my hometown-Wansheng, a beautiful tourist area, hundreds of miles away, and I wandered leisurely in my dreamlike Wuhua Lihua Township.

It is a pure and flawless pear sea, a beautiful pear picture and a beautiful and harmonious spring sound. When I was in primary school, I once went to Wuhua Lihua Mountain. At that time, she was still an unknown virgin land. I was lucky enough to see her truest past, and I was lucky enough to leave the warmest past in my childhood memory.

I like nature, and I like to wander in the mountains and rivers of my hometown, so my mother took me and my friends to swim in Wuli, looking for the footsteps of spring together. We found a farmer in the depths of the pear garden, and boldly discussed with this simple and honest farmer the "great event" of inviting guests to dinner at his home, so we plunged into the arms of the pear flower sea and went deep into the pear garden to explore her story.

Just as many poets praise pear flowers: just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Pear blossoms spread all over the mountains and covered the mountains with white costumes, making the barren mountainous countryside look beautiful.

"Pear blossom snow presses branches and willows are like silk." The small mountain village in the depths of pear blossoms is therefore picturesque, and everything in the mountain village is beautiful.

Walking on the winding path, pear trees are in full bloom and butterflies are flying lightly, as if walking in a telephone-like world. The cabbage under the pear tree has thin and hairy leaves and feels as delicate as velvet.

They stick their heads out of the soil, greedily suck the spring rain and stretch their necks upward. My friends and I stopped to pick Qingming vegetables, because my mother told us that we could wash them, chop them up, knead them into balls with glutinous rice flour, fry them slowly with low fire and clear oil, make delicious Qingming cakes, and bring spring back to our home.

There is also tender Malantou, which is also a kind of wild vegetables. Some places are called Malan. It is also a common wild vegetable. It not only smells delicious and tastes fresh, but also has high nutritional value. After washing and blanching, use sesame oil and other condiments to make a cold salad, which is very delicious. We scrambled to pick wild vegetables and put them in plastic bags brought by our mother, and got two bags of trophies.

When we walked into the pear garden, a breeze blew, and the aroma of pear blossoms came to our faces. "Cool beauty completely deceives the snow, and the fragrance suddenly enters the clothes", which makes us feel particularly comfortable. This is really a rare and wonderful experience on earth. Many tourists help the old and bring the young to stroll in the pear flower sea, becoming a flowing landscape, making the whole mountain village lively.

Back to the farmers I contacted before, a table of delicious farm dishes has been placed on the table: the bacon made by farm pigs and red glutinous rice flour are fried together, emitting an attractive fragrance; Stewed dried bamboo shoots with pig's trotters, the color contrast is bright and eye-catching; Some special side dishes, such as fried shredded sweet potato with green garlic, moss salad with black bean sauce and fried bracken with dried pepper, let us jump into a delicious battle. All people have lost their reserve and estrangement, just like a family.

After dinner, we stayed for about two hours, quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of us, talking and laughing with the splendid spring scenery and pure pear flowers. We children open the brushes and paper we brought and leave the beautiful scenery in front of us in our picture books. My painting was later published in Young Pioneers, which was a windfall.

Later, I made an appointment with my friends and went to the Five Rivers twice. The five rivers have also become a treasure of my childhood memories. As soon as I open the door of childhood memories, I will return to this splendid and beautiful place, and beautiful pear blossoms will appear leisurely.

Now, I leave my hometown to study abroad. When spring comes, I always think of the pear flower sea in my hometown of Wuhe, miss the pear flower rain in my hometown of Wuhe, and imagine the pear flower fragrance in my hometown of Wuhe! Miss you, Wuhua Lihua! Miss you, Wuhua Lihua.

2. Writing a composition on the topic of "Pear blossoms again" is a year of spring grass green and a pear blossom white. Looking at the beautiful posture of the winter jasmine swaying in the wind on campus, my thoughts flew to my hometown, Wansheng, a beautiful tourist area, hundreds of miles away, and I wandered leisurely in the dreamland of Wuhe Lihua.

It is a pure and flawless pear sea, a beautiful pear picture and a beautiful and harmonious spring sound. When I was in primary school, I once went to Wuhua Lihua Mountain. At that time, she was still an unknown virgin land. I was lucky enough to see her truest past, and I was lucky enough to leave the warmest past in my childhood memory.

I like nature, and I like to wander in the mountains and rivers of my hometown, so my mother took me and my friends to swim in Wuli, looking for the footsteps of spring together. We found a farmer in the depths of the pear garden, and boldly discussed with this simple and honest farmer the "great event" of inviting guests to dinner at his home, so we plunged into the arms of the pear flower sea and went deep into the pear garden to explore her story.

Just as many poets praise pear flowers: just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Pear blossoms spread all over the mountains and covered the mountains with white costumes, making the barren mountainous countryside look beautiful. "Pear blossom snow presses branches and willows are like silk." The small mountain village in the depths of pear blossoms is therefore picturesque, and everything in the mountain village is beautiful.

Walking on the winding path, pear trees are in full bloom and butterflies are flying lightly, as if walking in a telephone-like world. The cabbage under the pear tree has thin and hairy leaves and feels as delicate as velvet. They stick their heads out of the soil, greedily suck the spring rain and stretch their necks upward. My friends and I stopped to pick Qingming vegetables, because my mother told us that we could wash them, chop them up, knead them into balls with glutinous rice flour, fry them slowly with low fire and clear oil, make delicious Qingming cakes, and bring spring back to our home.

There is also tender Malantou, which is also a kind of wild vegetables. Some places are called Malan. It is also a common wild vegetable. It not only smells delicious and tastes fresh, but also has high nutritional value. After washing and blanching, use sesame oil and other condiments to make a cold salad, which is very delicious. We scrambled to pick wild vegetables and put them in plastic bags brought by our mother, and got two bags of trophies.

When we walked into the pear garden, a breeze blew, and the aroma of pear blossoms came to our faces. "Cool beauty completely deceives the snow, and the fragrance suddenly enters the clothes", which makes us feel particularly comfortable. This is really a rare and wonderful experience on earth. Many tourists help the old and bring the young to stroll in the pear flower sea, becoming a flowing landscape, making the whole mountain village lively.

Back to the farmers I contacted before, a table of delicious farm dishes has been placed on the table: the bacon made by farm pigs and red glutinous rice flour are fried together, emitting an attractive fragrance; Stewed dried bamboo shoots with pig's trotters, the color contrast is bright and eye-catching; Some special side dishes, such as fried shredded sweet potato with green garlic, moss salad with black bean sauce and fried bracken with dried pepper, let us jump into a delicious battle. All people have lost their reserve and estrangement, just like a family.

After dinner, we stayed for about two hours, quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of us, talking and laughing with the splendid spring scenery and pure pear flowers. We children open the brushes and paper we brought and leave the beautiful scenery in front of us in our picture books. My painting was later published in Young Pioneers, which was a windfall.

Later, I made an appointment with my friends and went to the Five Rivers twice. The five rivers have also become a treasure of my childhood memories. As soon as I open the door of childhood memories, I will return to this splendid and beautiful place, and beautiful pear blossoms will appear leisurely.

Now, I leave my hometown to study abroad. When spring comes, I always think of the pear flower sea in my hometown of Wuhe, miss the pear flower rain in my hometown of Wuhe, and imagine the pear flower fragrance in my hometown of Wuhe!

Miss you, Wuhua Lihua! Miss you, Wuhua Lihua!

3. Write a composition in your hometown by writing pear flowers 20 14 Qixian pear flower festival Every spring and April, pear flowers are in full bloom, and pear flower festivals are held all over the country, including Xixian and Qixian in Shanxi.

Qixian county has a long history of cultivating fruit trees. According to the Records of Qixian County, pear trees were cultivated as early as Kangxi period. Qixian county has mild climate, abundant sunshine, large temperature difference between day and night, large and crisp pear shape, bright color and smooth fruit surface.

Known as the hometown of crisp pears in China. Jingu Chun Xue dominates the world of pear blossom rhyme.

Pear Blossom Festival was held in Yanman Village, Guxian Town, Qixian County. Visit the hometown of Shanxi merchants and enjoy ten thousand mu of pear flowers.

Visit the Golden Valley, enjoy Xue Hai and enjoy pear blossoms together. I didn't know until I saw the QQ group of cyclists that Qixian County is not only one of the ancient cities of Shanxi merchants, but also the Pear Blossom Festival has started all over the country. Walking into the pear blossom forest in Yanman Village, my eyes are full of colorful pears as white as snow.

When the spring breeze blows, the fragrance caresses the face, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. There is quite a unique style of "staying in the mo to see the breeze, and staying in spring is this flower".

It is no wonder that Lu You, a great poet in the Song Dynasty, praised pear flowers with the poem "The powder is light and fragrant, and the home is clear and the peaches and plums are indisputable". Some trees look as old as a hundred years.

Some trees have large crowns, pear blossoms cover the sky, and some trees have unique shapes, like plum trees. The pear garden in Yanman Village has a higher terrain. On the flower viewing platform, you can see the white ocean. Among pear blossoms, the fragrance of flowers makes people intoxicated, as if they were in a fairy tale world.

Tomorrow, Merida bike race will be held in Qixian county, and the track will be in Liyuan. What kind of feeling is it during riding? There happened to be a crisp pear seller who enjoyed the flowers and tasted them, not to mention how beautiful they were. The sweet juice of crisp pears immediately moistened this body and made people feel so refreshed. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious pears.

Buses and cars are parked everywhere in the park. Those who love painting and photography, and those who are ready to ride, men, women and children are enjoying the fragrance of pear flowers. In the 1980s, a poem "Pear Blossoms Bloom Again" echoed in my mind.

I can't forget my hometown Pear blossoms bloom every year, and my small village is full of mountains. My mother is sitting under a pear tree, and the spinning wheel is whining. I climbed up and smelled the pear branches. Shake a white branch and the rain will fly all over the sky, fall on my mother's head and float on the spinning wheel.

Give me a happy hometown, which I will never forget. When I returned to that hometown, the pear blossoms blossomed again, and I found my dream. I felt sincerely happy. Everything in the village is the same, the trees are empty, and the spinning wheel is no longer ringing under the trees full of pears.

Shake the white branches, flowers and rain are flying all over the sky, and two lines of tears are rolling under the tree. Deep in the pear blossom is the hometown of 1. Spring season is a tree bud wind or a drop of apricot blossom rain. The frozen season, brand-new colors, with the warm sunshine, slowly and quietly spread from the river to the river, from both sides of the valley to the hillside

The peach blossom water from the sky sent away the last piece of ice floe, and the local songs among the waves awakened the smoke from the old ferry. The sleepy scene wrapped around the branches of poplars or weeping willows, waiting for Sydney to return home. Outside, the road is long, but the courtyard in the pear garden is still waiting for the traditional spring season and counting the auspicious days of the zodiac.

In fact, the day of beginning of spring is the time of spring, but there is no clear wall between early spring and residual winter, just like the snowflake at this time gestates the pear flower in the future. Even if the umbilical cord of life is cut instantly, it will always be connected. Spring is not in the image of pear trees, but in people's hearts.

2. The fate of pure four fields is doomed to be to spend flowers first and then leave leaves, to walk alone in the steep mountains and valleys, the distant sky overhead, the deep fertile soil, not afraid of cold wind and rain, and to be friends with Dajinchuan River and Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. A pear flower is a piece of Long Da, with auspicious light, a warm and revived land.

A cluster of pear flowers is a handkerchief, full of longing, wiping away the lazy dream marks. Pear tree is a prayer, a blessing and a long journey.

The pear blossoms all over the mountain are Hada, a sacred aura, purifying the soul of returning to nature. Pear blossoms are just a wedding dress in this life, good wishes and happiness.

Color pressure field cauliflower, pure and sincere. The fragrance presses the snow on the top of the mountain, and the fragrance floats to attract bees and butterflies.

Willow trees by the river press over, and white waves roll like the sea. Rhyme presses pines and cypresses between cliffs and haunts farmers.

Take the lead, but not narcissism. An endless stream of tourists, use their eyes and experiences to appreciate your pure and beautiful * * *.

Villagers who settle down and start businesses will love you deeply with their hearts and lives. Still an old saying goes, when you see a pear flower, you see the whole hometown.

The magpie glows in front of the cuckoo and flies behind the thrush. Magpie has been injecting infinite vitality and imagination into the silent pear flower with auspicious songs.

In the white sea, like a ship's nest floating in the wind, holding black and white wings, even in a sandstorm, you can still fly by the smoke from the kitchen. The mountains on both sides of the strait are in the same spring, and the pears and magpies set each other off.

Life is so light, the years are still short. The laws of nature, regardless of past and future, regardless of animals and plants, regardless of joy and sadness ... flowers flow forever, birds sing clouds. Many souls are quietly interacting with each other. From the year before last to this year, many people and things are surprisingly similar.

The story of magpie and pear flower can't tell when it begins and when it ends. I can only learn the philosophy in the idiom "Silence is golden" like a mute. The date of that year has become a memory. Where does Mo Wen Magpie belong? Her home is in the depths of pear blossoms.

4. Living in harmony in this land with the reputation of Sydney's hometown, the white figure of pear flower, stepping on the endless beat of Dajinchuan River, leads the cocoon hand in the countryside to lead the dance. Green wheat seedlings, cauliflower in Huang Chengcheng, and dripping garlic moss ... are like colorful boats sailing to brilliant solar terms in endless pear blossoms.

Simple and honest cattle and sheep, loyal chickens and dogs, filial pigs and cats ... just like fresh and colorful fish, they are playing a happy and peaceful life in the depths of the clear pear sea. Eagles play the piano, magpies sing, and dance briskly ... Victory is all kinds of clouds, ups and downs stored in pear trees all over the mountain.

From a foreign land to Lizhen, from Xiahe to Shanghe, from Hedong to Hexi, from Luoer to Shaer, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, from Lamaism to Shenxian Castle, from Chenghuang Temple to Guanyin.

4. Write a composition of pear blossom. On the way to growth, we will learn a lot of nutrition.

There is a nutrient that moistens the earth and our hearts like a sweet spring. This is the teacher's concern. I have such an Olympic math teacher-the original three reforms.

The former teacher wore a pair of glasses, with short hair and ear-length. She looked very energetic and always had a bright smile on her face. She is neither tall nor thin. Don't stick out from the speaker at her waist, just like the elephant foot drum of the Dai people.

One thing, I once complained about my former teacher for a long time. That was when I first took an Olympic math class. Because I am writing notes, my hair is like a golden bell jar, and my whole head is buckled on the desktop, so the light is completely blocked.

Throughout the class, I almost wore long hair hanging like a curtain. After class, my former teacher "sneaked" to my dad and listed the "harm" of my girl's dream of black and shiny hair. Finally, she decided, "It's best to-click, cut it off!" Imagine that "Loli" who drowned fish and fell wild geese and was ashamed to spend, suddenly became a "tomboy". Of course, I don't want to! But the protest was invalid, and my father, who obeyed the teacher, dragged me directly into the barber shop.

I felt very lost when I saw my hair falling with the click of scissors. The next day, as soon as I stepped into the classroom door, I immediately exploded the pot.

The girls screamed again and again, and the boys kept teasing: "Hey, I didn't read the names in the textbook, and I thought the new transfer students were coming!" I secretly complained: it hurts me! This summer vacation, my former teacher asked me to go to an intensive class. I strongly opposed it, but I couldn't beat her in the end.

I was absent-minded in the first class. She sensed my abnormality and immediately talked to me after class. "Is this lesson difficult?" "difficult!" Her voice did not fall, I replied.

"You can try!" The teacher said earnestly, "think about it, you can change from a slow class to a fast class, but can't you change to a fast class?" "Teacher, the master of the fast class is like a cloud, and I have no confidence." "I'll teach you a unique secret-learning trilogy: preview carefully before class, listen attentively in class and strengthen review after class.

Do a good job! I love you! "The original teacher's eyes are full of hope. When I sent the message the next day, I found that everyone else had only one, and I had a big one.

Each piece of paper is arranged in the order of the course and neatly bound. I was suddenly enlightened and understood the teacher's good intentions-in order to let me preview better.

I stroked the data book, and a warm current came to my mind. It turns out that the teacher always cares about me in every possible way! So, I secretly made up my mind: the top student of the fast class, I am coming.

5. Write a composition Pear Blossom In March, Pear Blossom Township was covered with snowflakes, and the budding spring buds were wrapped in silver.

It is already March, and there is an indescribable tenderness in the sea of pear blossoms as jade as snow. It's already a snowy spring breeze, and thousands of trees are blooming with noble petals, adding beautiful scenery to spring and surging spring tides.

On both sides of the road are pear trees, white pears, some embedded in green wheat seedlings, and some nestled in the budding peach blossom forest, which set each other off. Pear, Rosaceae, Pyrus.

Deciduous trees, which bloom in spring, are pure in color, crystal clear, plain and elegant, and have won the admiration of poets of all ages. "The north wind rolled up the grass in the north, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. ""build by laying bricks or stones pear a pile of snow, who will lean on the railing next year? " "Lonely and empty, spring comes late, and pear blossoms are not full. "

In the poet's eyes, pear flower has no discipline of common customs, and it varies from situation to situation, rendering the poet's emotional confession. When the flowers bloom, people gather under this white pear tree from all directions to appreciate, smell and feel the intoxicating spring flowers.

But also because of the smallness of being in the sea of pear flowers, people feel that colorful pear flowers are as quiet as snow, giving people a quiet grandeur and making people fascinated by fragrance. From flowers and fruits, from fruits and moments of life, pears and pears can always give people warm memories.

Pear, boiled in clear water, produces fluid and moistens the lungs, and clears away heat and toxic materials. Butterflies chase in the sea of flowers, young children climb in the shade of flowers, and tourists linger in the flower path.

Today is the festival of pear blossoms, and today is the full dress of pear blossoms. In the warm sunshine of spring, everyone's face is rippling with the breath of spring.

In the breeze, the blooming petals dance in the blue sky like thousands of flying saucers; Buds in bud open their mouths and breathe the refreshing fragrance of spring. Clusters of flowers compete with each other, bringing people a sense of freshness after a long separation.

6. Write a composition of pear blossom. On the way to growth, we will learn a lot of nutrition. There is a nutrient that moistens the earth and our hearts like a sweet spring. This is the teacher's concern. I have such an Olympic math teacher-the original three reforms.

The former teacher wore a pair of glasses, with short hair and ear-length. She looked very energetic and always had a bright smile on her face. She is neither tall nor thin. Don't stick out from the speaker at her waist, just like the elephant foot drum of the Dai people.

One thing, I once complained about my former teacher for a long time. That was when I first took an Olympic math class. Because I am writing notes, my hair is like a golden bell jar, and my whole head is buckled on the desktop, so the light is completely blocked. Throughout the class, I almost wore long hair hanging like a curtain. After class, my former teacher "sneaked" to my dad and listed the "harm" of my girl's dream of black and shiny hair. Finally, she decided, "It's best to-click, cut it off!" Imagine that "Loli" who drowned fish and fell wild geese and was ashamed to spend, suddenly became a "tomboy". Of course, I don't want to! But the protest was invalid, and my father, who obeyed the teacher, dragged me directly into the barber shop. I felt very lost when I saw my hair falling with the click of scissors.

The next day, as soon as I stepped into the classroom door, I immediately exploded the pot. The girls screamed again and again, and the boys kept teasing: "Hey, I didn't read the names in the textbook, and I thought the new transfer students were coming!" I secretly complained: it hurts me!

This summer vacation, my former teacher asked me to go to an intensive class. I strongly opposed it, but I couldn't beat her in the end. I was absent-minded in the first class. She sensed my abnormality and immediately talked to me after class.

"Is this lesson difficult?"

"difficult!" Her voice did not fall, I replied.

"You can try!" The teacher said earnestly, "think about it, you can change from a slow class to a fast class, but can't you change to a fast class?"

"Teacher, the master of the fast class is like a cloud, and I have no confidence."

"I'll teach you a unique secret-learning trilogy: preview carefully before class, listen attentively in class and strengthen review after class. Do a good job! Ibelieveyou！” The original teacher's eyes are full of hope.

When I sent the message the next day, I found that everyone else had only one, and I had a big one. Each piece of paper is arranged in the order of the course and neatly bound. I was suddenly enlightened and understood the teacher's good intentions-in order to let me preview better. I stroked the data book, and a warm current came to my mind.

It turns out that the teacher always cares about me in every possible way! So, I secretly made up my mind: the top student of the fast class, I am coming.

7. Imitate 600 words of "Pear Blossom in the Post Road", with a faint floral fragrance and a blessing; Petals, greetings. The fragrant fragrance reveals happiness, which is fragrant, pure and warm.

What is happiness? When I suddenly heard this sentence, my mind went blank-looking for it, dare to ask where happiness is? What is the answer after searching hard?

In retrospect, I found that happiness is like this. When I left, I saw a happy figure in my mother's voice. I heard the call of happiness in the enthusiastic support of my friends when I fell; I got lost and tasted the sweetness of happiness in the teacher's earnest teaching; Feel the warmth of happiness in the comfort of classmates when frustrated; After the failure, I smelled the fragrance of happiness in the careful persuasion of my companions.

It turns out that happiness is as gorgeous as flowers and refreshing as fragrance and elegance. Happiness is so pure because of its selflessness, love and care; Happiness is so fragrant because of its warmth, affection and care. The faint fragrance makes bees dance around the butterfly, and (my father's composition) revolves around happiness and gives it colorful.

The fragrance of happiness is that the helpless see a glimmer of starlight in the long night and find the way forward in the light; The fragrance of happiness makes the frustrated find an oasis with abundant water plants in the vast desert and see the hope of life in a piece of green; The fragrance of happiness makes you feel a little warm in the snow and warm in the sunshine.

As a result, a lonely boat in the sea of Wang Yang is no longer confused, the wild flowers growing on the cliff are no longer desperate, and the tender grass under the storm is no longer curled up-happiness lingers in the spiritual country, turning into angels such as encouragement, persuasion and comfort, stimulating their own potential and excavating infinite wisdom.

Happiness, like a flower, always exudes charming fragrance when people are most lost, and blooms hope when life is at its lowest ebb.