Write a composition with ten onomatopoeia words.

1.400 words or more 10 onomatopoeia composition] (onomatopoeia composition) Thunderstorms, children's faces, weather changes.

Just now, the sun was baking the asphalt road, even the air was hot, and people were everywhere. Too thirsty! " Sound, one foot on the asphalt road, will print shallow footprints. A drop of sweat fell to the ground, just like sprinkling it on a hungry and hot stove, turned into white smoke with a "zi" and suddenly disappeared.

After a while, a strong wind blew, and the wind whined and the leaves rustled. Some branches are broken.

The sky suddenly darkened. Raindrops the size of beans crackled on the window.

Lightning doesn't like the human world It "splits" the boundless sky with hundreds of millions of loads of current, as if cutting a dark waterfall. Tripterygium wilfordii didn't like the world, and he flew into a rage and launched a "rumble" sound that resounded through the sky. After the shower, everything was calm again.

In the street, the noise of people "jabbering"; Birds are chirping on the branches. It's really lively! Oh, this is a natural play, a wonderful play.

2. There are 10 onomatopoeic words in the 400-word composition of Spring.

Two-character onomatopoeic words:

Click, slip, croak, goo, goo, meow, meow, meow, meow, buzz, giggle.

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack.

Shh, boom, pa, plop, swish, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

Hula, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong.

Three-character onomatopoeia:

Click, click, shout, shout, lulu, drip, rumble, quack, quack, goo, meow, meow.

La la la, dong dong, dong dong, hum, giggle, squeak, Wang haw, ga ga, ga ga, wow, wow.

Whoops, baa, baa, quack, quack.

Four-character onomatopoeia:

Click, click, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Tink, tink, tink, click, creak, purr, purr, click, rumble.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong and see which one is suitable for you.

3. At least ten 500-word onomatopoeic compositions. The sound of nature is a magical sound world. She has all kinds of voices.

Whenever it sings a happy song, its song will flow into my heart and make me feel comfortable all over. When I was in the mountains, the breeze gave me a hug; The grass nodded to me; Xiaohua showed me her shy and beautiful face; The tree is waving to me; This bird says hello to me.

Closer, spring "ding dong ding dong".

"Beautiful rhyme, flow into my ears, flow into my heart, flow into my heart.

She is a pure and beautiful girl. She is a musician in the mountains. We can't play this wonderful rhythm and melody, only you, the voice of nature.

Suddenly "boom-boom-boom"

Nature is angry, and rain falls from the sky like ten thousand sharp knives in Qian Qian. What makes nature angry? Of course, people cut and cut! -Should we reflect on how much harm we have done to nature? Gradually, nature calmed its anger, spread a smiling face, and the mountains returned to their former tranquility. I only heard dew drop-drop-drop.

"The voice.

Thousands of small dewdrops drop on the land in Qian Qian, nourishing the earth, and then drop on small flowers to feed them. Nature, no one can match your beautiful voice, but when you are angry, no one can match you! Nature, I like your gentle voice, and I like the sounds you give us.

I will take good care of you and let you keep making beautiful sounds that resound through the world.

4. A 400-word composition with more than 10 onomatopoeia is to record an event or describe an originality. (Onomatopoeia composition) Thunderstorm, children's faces, weather changes. Just now, the sun "baked" the asphalt road, even the air was hot, and people were everywhere "ouch!" Too thirsty! "When you step on the asphalt road, you will leave shallow footprints. A drop of sweat fell on the ground, just like sprinkling it on a hungry and hot stove, and it turned into white smoke in a blink of an eye. After a while, the wind was blowing hard and the leaves rustled. Some branches clicked. Lei Gong hated the world and flew into a rage, and the sound of "rumbling" resounded through the sky. After the shower, everything was calm again. In the street, people are screaming. Birds are chirping on the branches. It's really lively! Oh, this is a natural play, a wonderful play.

5. A 400-word composition, with 10 onomatopoeia, is calm again.

After the shower.

After a while. Just now, the sun was baking the asphalt road. Bean-sized raindrops "crack" on the window and step on the asphalt road. The sound of "rumbling" resounds through the sky, just like being sprinkled on a hungry and boiling stove. Breaking the boundless sky with hundreds of millions of loads of current will leave a shallow footprint. ] (Onomatopoeia composition) Thunderstorm

tornado

Dog days! "That voice!

Oh, in the street, even the air is hot, the wind is blowing hard and birds are singing. It's really lively; On the branch. Lightning doesn't like this world, and the weather changes as it says. The sky suddenly darkened! Too thirsty, it turned into white smoke with a "zi" and the leaves made a "rustling" sound. Some twigs snapped off with a click, making a furious noise, and people kept chattering. A drop of sweat fell to the ground, and people were everywhere. "Oh, it seems that a dark waterfall was cut. It was a wonderful play, and the wind snorted and suddenly disappeared." This is a play played by nature; Tripterygium wilfordii doesn't like the world, children's faces.

6. There are at least ten onomatopoeic words. Voice of nature is 500 words. Nature is a magical sound world. She has all kinds of sounds. Whenever it sings a happy song, its song will flow into my heart and make me feel comfortable all over.

When I was in the mountains, the breeze gave me a hug; The grass nodded to me; Xiaohua showed me her shy and beautiful face; The tree is waving to me; This bird says hello to me. . Closer, spring "ding dong ding dong". . "Beautiful rhyme, flow into my ears, flow into my heart, flow into my heart. She is a pure and beautiful girl. She is a musician in the mountains. We can't play this wonderful rhythm and melody, only you, the voice of nature. . Suddenly "boom-boom-boom. . "Nature is angry, and the rain falls from the sky like ten thousand sharp knives in Qian Qian. What makes nature angry? Of course, people cut and cut! -Should we reflect on how much harm we have done to nature? Gradually, nature calmed its anger, spread a smiling face, and the mountains returned to their former tranquility. I only heard dew drop-drop-drop. . "Voice. Thousands of small dewdrops drop on the land in Qian Qian, nourishing the earth, and then drop on small flowers to feed them.

Nature, no one can match your beautiful voice, but when you are angry, no one can match you! Nature, I like your gentle voice, and I like the sounds you give us. I will take good care of you and let you keep making beautiful sounds that resound through the world.

7. Use onomatopoeia to describe and describe the composition of the song of warm home. At night, all kinds of voices in our family converge into a piece of music. You don't need a key to open the door to go home. I like to ring the doorbell gently, listen to the tinkling sound, and listen to my mother say "coming!" " The sound of rushing towards me. The door creaked and my mother asked with concern, "Are you serious in class today?" I always look up and say proudly, "I am the best!" " "Mom smiled. When she returned to the kitchen, the sound of pots and pans sounded. They seem to be a band and sing beautifully. After a while, delicious food was placed on the table, and my mother clapped her hands and shouted, "lazy cat, come to eat!" ""Dad walked out of the study slowly and said softly, "Thank you!" I can't wait to knock on the bowl and pick up the big ribs. I can watch the news for half an hour after dinner. Of course, crunchy also watches TV with me and sometimes laughs. At 7: 30, I began to do my homework and the pencil began to dance. My mother is nagging that this word is not good-looking and that word is not correct. After I finished my homework, my mother urged me to listen to English. It was a morning March, and the noise was clearly ringing. Mother got up gently, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then began to cook breakfast. She was still lying in bed, and her father's nose was very clever, and she soon smelled a delicious smell. Father jumped up and shouted "get up!" " Get up! "Then there is the sound of brushing your teeth and washing your face. After a while, he squeezed in, and then I squeezed in. Dad swallowed a big bowl of soybean milk with a big steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, and didn't forget to tease me, muttering that he was the first. I was also anxious, so I quickly picked up my schoolbag and ran out. My mother chased me: "It's early, it's late! "Take the steamed stuffed bun with you." There are bursts of reading on campus, some like pines, some like streams, and some like jingles. After class, the playground is full of children's brilliant laughter. I like these sounds in the morning. This is a happy parade. It is in this tune that we gradually grow up! Meet the requirements of the composition, not from the vegetable market, but I personally think that the theme is clear, the language is vivid and full of life.

8. Write a composition with several onomatopoeia words. Mom believes you! "A smiling face followed this passage. Suddenly, tears welled up in my eyes, as if my mother's figure was looming in front of me. I don't know when the moon outside the window smiled. The warm moonlight shone into my heart and made me feel warm.

That night, I went to bed very late, trying to make up for what I had missed before. But I know that the light in my mother's room is always on, and the fireworks at night ignite the torch of hope. A thousand words can't describe a loving mother's heart.

Suddenly, I was shocked! The breeze is still blowing gently. I ran home, and my heart echoed with warmth. "If I throw myself into my mother's arms, I can't enjoy happiness …" I hold the person I love most, and the wrinkles around her eyes and the hair on her head all involve my heart. Motherly love is a ray of sunshine, which makes the soul feel warm as spring even in the cold winter. Time is ruthless, she walked with me, how great your love is, and what to love you with, my mother!

9. Write a paragraph with ten onomatopoeic words. The "gurgling" stream flows, the trees on both sides rustle, and the "twittering" birds are faintly heard. It's raining, "pattering". It hit the stone, landed in the stream and landed on the leaves. Walking into the Woods, riding on a horse, the hooves clattered. Through the Woods, there is a wild flower and bees are buzzing. Listen quietly, as if you can hear the hissing growth of flowers. . The scenery here makes people linger.

The ceiling of my house snapped. I looked up, and the wall was gray, and the chandelier fell with a clash, which scared my golden cat to meow and run.

In the morning, I was awakened from my dream by the tinkling alarm clock, only to see the thunder rumbling in the sky outside, accompanied by the sound of rain. Hey, it's raining again