Cover of composition collection

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The cover of a Chinese book In the early morning, the sun left the horizon, and it moved slowly upward like a dazzling agate plate.

Around the red sun, the sunset is exhausted.

Light clouds, like a girl in red, are dancing.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong ... a crisp and pleasant morning reading bell echoed over the campus, and the playground was suddenly quiet.

When you walk into a classroom, what you see is a series of studious scenes: some students shake their heads and read aloud, some frown and read softly, some shake their bodies and read hard ... Our school is a paradise.

With the class over, the students rushed out of the classroom like birds flying out of the jungle.

Junior students throw sandbags, play hide-and-seek and throw balls ... just as senior students are fun. Rows of ping-pong tables were quickly filled, and someone was playing basketball on the playground. Some people are kicking shuttlecock, others are skipping rope.

Laughter, shouts and cheers formed a symphony, which echoed throughout the campus.

The setting sun is like a burning fire, burning more and more brightly, burning the sky into blood red; Sunset, like a beating heart, is struggling with the darkness.

The students are walking home in the afterglow of the sunset.

The cover picture of the composition set is for adoption.

Can be used as the name of the collection: the fragrance of the study

Unit 5, Volume 2, Grade 6, West Normal University Edition, read the cover of a Chinese book and write a composition. What should I do? ! ! ... I have a beautiful campus, where there are not only beautiful flowers and trees, but also lively figures of classmates.

Spring is coming! All kinds of flowers are competing to open up and compete for beauty, even the grass is not to be outdone and grows desperately.

With a bang, a spring rain suddenly fell, which made Xiaohua very scared.

The rain stopped and the clock rang at the same time.

Before the teacher could say class was over, some students wanted to play on the spacious playground.

The teacher said that when the class was over, the students rushed out of the classroom regardless of the willy-nilly.

Especially the naughty ones in our class, such as Zhang ... summer is coming! Flowers grow more gorgeous, grass grows more lush, and even classmates grow taller.

Butterflies are dancing in the flowers, while bees are really busy in the flowers and never lazy.

Although the hot summer has come, the enthusiasm of the students has not diminished, but has risen a lot.

There are two reasons: first, male students can wear handsome shirts; Female students can also wear beautiful skirts.

Secondly, because our favorite summer vacation is coming, we can go anywhere we want.

Autumn is coming! The leaves on the tree are falling off one by one, so we can use them as handicrafts in art class.

Grass and small flowers have withered and turned khaki.

The students' clothes are all thickened for fear of catching a cold.

But there is also a pleasant attempt to eat fresh fruits and vegetables.

Only in this way can we become stronger! Winter is coming! There are no more flowers and grass on the playground, only the uncle can insist, and the students are shivering with cold.

But the male students are still so active after class, I really don't know what they think.

Of course, winter is also good, just like summer, that is, winter vacation.

The students in our class are all very excited! Our campus not only brings us endless knowledge, but also makes us feel happy and happy! !

Reading the cover of a famous book and writing the composition "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is the representative work of Colombian writer Garcia Marquez, and also the representative work of Latin American magical realism literature.

The author describes the life of seven generations of Buendia family and profoundly shows the changing history of Latin America in the past hundred years.

The author skillfully uses fairy tales and folklore to show a magical imaginary world, which has become one of the most important classic literary masterpieces in the 20th century and is known as "a masterpiece that reproduces the historical and social picture of Latin America".

I can't praise One Hundred Years of Solitude as deeply as they do.

For me, any book is just a mirror, which can not only see itself, but also see the facts that we are used to ignoring.

I'm thinking about those people, their tragic fate.

They used to work so hard, so dazzling, but they had such an absurd and boring old age.

I'm afraid I can't really protect my parents, satisfy them materially and support them spiritually in my lifetime.

I also deeply understand a reality.

A person, with love and ideals, has loneliness.

The more we love, the more lonely we are.

So, today, for me, although it is the only day in a year, it will not be complete after all.

Everyone in Buendia's family in One Hundred Years of Solitude, their life is determined by their childhood, and a certain scene and moment have influenced their rich and long life.

In the end, all I can remember is the scene of that moment, but at that moment, I didn't have any emotions, as if I had been with him for that moment, and he was the one who had lost.

I hope I don't like them, in the process of life, obsessed with the initial imperfections, has been lost.

Open that heart, embrace the beauty of this world, and be a person who is doomed to be incomplete but satisfied with happiness.

This is a birthday speech.

I don't wish myself a happy birthday, but I wish myself an open mind and contentment.

Seek a good-looking composition collection cover, me and the book, so that teenagers yearn for it; Books are the purificant of human soul.

I like reading, lying on the soft grass in the spring when everything is reviving, holding Bingxin's prose collection, savoring it carefully, or meditating, or associating meaning; I like reading. Happy summer, I sat by the swimming pool, holding a magazine and sipping iced lemonade, dreaming of a leisurely trip. I like reading. In the fruity autumn, I took a "Quiz Perfect Composition" and combined with the artistic conception outside the window to experience the true feelings of young authors. I like reading. In the snowy winter, I sat in a warm room, reading textbooks and memorizing the rules of formulas to lay the foundation for next year's homework.

Reading makes me happy.

Happiness lies in the classroom that answers difficult questions; Happiness lies in the roll of paper that answers very smoothly; Happiness lies in talking with my classmates ... a book gave me these.

Books purify people's souls; Books enrich people's knowledge; Books have created one great man after another; Books bring knowledge into the hall of science and technology.

Yilin told me the truth of being a man; Encyclopedia broadens my horizons; "Up and Down Five Thousand Years" allows me to learn from the lessons and experiences of my predecessors and create greater glories ... Every time I see a good book in a bookstore, I want to buy it home.

Every time I get a good book, I am ecstatic.

Hold it in your arms, hold it in your chest, and read it hungrily.

Books fascinate me.

Reading makes me happy! A book that flies with books is a notebook of years. The reason why we write down words is our love for life.

Reading is very important for writers.

The mind is a river, the book is a boat on the river, and your favorite writer is a lighthouse, calling in the distance.

Real scholars are lonely, and there are few companions on the road.

He can't risk entering a mediocre circle to cater to other people's tastes.

He has a noble quality, looks at the indifferent times and speaks according to his own ideas.

No matter when, there are favorite artists and lonely artists.

Reading is like saving, accumulating and making unremitting efforts to be strong.

Good works are the birth of pain, not a flash in the pan.

A fashionable work has won a temporary success and won flowers, money and praise, but it is not eternal and fleeting.

The smile of the pure goddess requires us to pay the price of hardship and life.

A person looking for a good book is like meeting a teacher or friend.

A good book determines a person's fate.

People rely too much on TV and newspapers to hype new books and pay little attention to the needs of the soul.

The bookstore I often go to has a small facade. It is across the road from a university, looking at the solemn gate of the school through the window.

I often meet students in bookstores. They borrow books, mostly martial arts novels by Jin Yong and romance novels by Hong Kong and Taiwan.

The spine and cover of these books are worn out. I don't know how many people have read it, how much precious time they have spent and how much money they have earned.

Few people read the classic world classics on the shelf.

They reject lofty works and pursue fashionable and mediocre trends.

They like exaggerated fabrications and stay away from great works.

They left with the newly rented books, and the figure of youth disappeared at the door in an instant.

I want to ask them, what is the significance of such a book? Can you waste your life when you are young? There are always rows of books on the bookshelf behind the bookstore owner: Complete Works of Shelley, Complete Works of Ji Bolun, Collected Works of Hugo ... and a hardcover box of Complete Works of Lu Xun with a portrait of Lu Xun printed on it. Mr. Wang is looking at it with deep eyes.

Many years ago, I studied Kong Yiji.

Today, Kong Yiji's vivid image has not disappeared from his memory.

Color, wine, red face ... every detail is still fresh in my memory.

When people grow up, they will not touch flashy and false works.

I would rather see the truth. The pain we experienced can't be cured by a band-aid or something like that.

It is difficult to study, and I am looking for my spiritual "father".

A person's mind, experience and thinking determine the formation of a book.

These are some old photos, like poems, recording memories and homesickness like dreams.

I heard ... it's a magical land, and I spent my childhood and adolescence in that compound.

This is a wonderful time in my life, leaving me with pure happiness, pain and expectation for the future.

I witnessed a lot of "joys and sorrows", and I grew up day by day in that special era and special environment.

Many years later, I wrote these words.

I especially cherish this beautiful day.

Re-examining one's own works is like seeing the shadow of youth and the limit of immaturity.

I have been writing unconsciously for more than ten years.

Literature makes the essence and meaning of life different.

I try to avoid formulaic life, literature makes life bright, and I am fascinated by tomorrow.

The pen in my hand expresses my own affairs.

She made me resist the secular tide, my spiritual background expanded day by day, and my heart became calm.

In the ocean of literature, chasing beautiful dreams.

I walked into the wilderness, which is the hometown of soldiers, closest to my mother's heart ... Real scholars need courage and stubbornness.

Try to determine the attitude of workers and carry forward the persistent spirit.

A true scholar may be more than just an audience. Four snows covered the earth, and several wooden houses with spires were covered with snow.

There is a faint winding river next to the house, and the bare trees and hills show the tranquility of the snow country ... The newly bought book is elegant and contains infinite meaning.

At the end of the year, people's hearts can't calm down and look forward to the New Year's bell.

This winter is a rare fine weather. It has been foggy for several days, and the whole city is wrapped in thick fog.

Then a heavy snow swept away the haze and turned white.

The air after the snow is clean and cold, and the basketball court in the yard is covered with thick snow. I stepped on the first footprint, and the snow made me forget my troubles and return to the unreachable world in my childhood book.

A good night's study, early in the morning, opened the window, eyes wrapped in silver.

Books pass quietly with the winter snow, and the New Year bell rings.

I think it's better to call it this: youth goes left and we go right. Although your articles are miscellaneous, they are all handwritten, virgin works. This name is to commemorate your youth ~ cover. Please write this topic first (using artistic words ~) and then insert the big picture, that is, after illustration, there are only a few lines of pictures left on the cover. I think it is better to insert dandelion, which is a symbol of youth. Just search on Baidu's picture search (big picture) and add a philosophical sentence, such as your motto, some famous sayings and aphorisms you like, or some youthful monologues, such as: standing in the bleak autumn, I can only feel the desolation everywhere, searching hard in my memory, and the traces of spring that once gave me hope have floated like clouds. Some people sigh and inadvertently miss the hope.

Too late to wait, too late to wander, let's hold hands, find the meaning of youth together, feel the season of youth, and have no regrets.

Young faces are always angular but soft, just like a rainbow hanging on the horizon after a spring rain, with dense and bright water vapor.

(These can be searched) Then, write down your pen name ~ There are many nice names on Baidu ~ You should search slowly. Ok, you can add background to your collection ... you're finished ~ not bad, you need to add points ~ ~

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