Excellent junior high school composition biology is emotional.

Living in Wenfeng Community, passing Meiyuan North Road every evening can witness a great spectacle: thousands of swallows are densely arranged on telephone poles on both sides of the road, or perched on trees on the roadside, twittering, flying for a while, stopping for a while, and I don't know whether they are chatting at home or saying good night to each other. This busy scene will last for an hour or two before it becomes quiet. Every time we pass by, we dare not stop to watch this huge Swallow Festival. The reason is that we are afraid of being attacked by the "snowflake ball" in the air. So are snowflake balls and swallow droppings. So many birds get together, and their droppings are scattered on the road like scattered flowers. As long as you go this way often, it is common to be given a lump or two of bird droppings.

One night, my daughter and I were walking together. When passing this "Swallow Street" (the name given by my daughter), I took my daughter's hand and urged her to walk faster, so as not to let the swallow's poop get wet. The daughter said mysteriously, "Mom, I'll tell you a secret-I've never been hit by swallows' droppings on this road." Do you know why? Every time I pass by here, I will say to myself,' Fairy Swallow, don't hit me. Don't hit me, swallow fairy ...' As a result, it missed me. Because all life has feelings! "After listening to this, I smiled and said," Silly girl! " He was silent.

I began to trace my daughter's growth in the long river of memory, and gradually smelled a fragrance and saw the jasmine flowers in her heart. That was two years ago: we ate in a restaurant in this "Swallow Street". A few big trees and wires in front of the restaurant were covered with bustling swallows, and bird droppings fell off one after another, either on customers' heads or on customers' "mounts", which greatly affected the business of the restaurant, so the shopkeeper took a shotgun and shot innocent swallows again and again. After seeing it, her daughter also saw it. After that, she vowed never to eat in this restaurant again. Later, a friend invited us to eat in this restaurant, and she firmly refused. When I explain to my friend, my friend will look at her with appreciation or doubt. Daughter's love for life seems to be innate. I still remember when my daughter first went to kindergarten, she had a pet turtle. One day, I found the turtle dead, and my daughter cried sadly, and then carefully buried it in a clearing behind the house. That day, my daughter was unhappy and didn't play with children. I looked distressed and comforted her for a long time. ...

Daughter's heart is made of glass, clear and bright, easy to get hurt. In the heart of Xinshan's daughter, all life is emotional, and she will be angry if the flowers and plants at home are damaged by neighbors and children. Will be outraged that the little ants moving on the ground were deliberately trampled to death by stubborn boys; I will cry for the unfortunate "dead" goldfish in the bathtub ... I will feel sad for the loss of all life. My daughter's pure nature, pure heart and clean emotions let me see the background color of human beings; I see a heart of pity and awe for life.

Yes! All life has feelings, not only human beings have the sacred glory of life, but all life is sacred and lovely. If each of us has awe of life, we will not hurt innocent lives intentionally or unintentionally, harmony will naturally arise, life will be full of joy, the world will be fragrant and the world will be colorful.