Taohuaxi rewrites the composition.

1. Zhang Xu's "Peach Blossom Stream" expanded his composition "Hometown". Hometown is an inexhaustible song in his heart, and hometown is an inexhaustible match in his heart. Whenever I go to Taohuaxi by bike alone, this love for my hometown comes like a flood.

The spring breeze has blown the earth green, and it seems that it has also blown the water of Taohuaxi, which is as green as a piece of jade. What about those weeping willows on the shore? Oh! They regard this "big jade plate" as a mirror and are bending down to appreciate themselves in the mirror!

The heat of summer replaces the freshness of spring, and the stream has become a good place for people to enjoy the cool. People rest under the willows, walk their dogs and walk in the shade. It's very lively. And what about the willow tree that is silently dedicated to you? Oh! They are providing people with shade!

The autumn clouds are light and the wind is light, replacing the hot sun in summer. Red leaves that can't wait to enter the journey float down from the trees, some fall into the water, some float in the aisle, and when the wind blows, they take off one after another and rush to the destination arranged by fate. They shook their bodies along the way, just like people waving goodbye to Taohuaxi and their hometown.

The cold in winter makes Taohuaxi somewhat gloomy. Perhaps, it is just cultivating energy for the beauty of the next spring!

My hometown is an endless song in my heart, and my hometown is an inexhaustible match in my heart. Whenever I think about it, my heart is always warm, just like a person is encouraged in adversity, just like a person meets a friend when he is lonely ... ask me where my love is? My love is in my hometown!

2. The composition "Beautiful Peach Blossom Creek" 600 words The heat of summer replaced the freshness of spring. At this time, the stream has become a good place for people to enjoy the cool. People rest under the willows, walk their dogs and walk in the shade. It's very lively. And what about the willow tree that is silently dedicated to you? Oh! They are providing people with shade!

The autumn clouds are light and the wind is light, replacing the hot sun in summer. Red leaves that can't wait to enter the journey float down from the trees, some fall into the water, some float in the aisle, and when the wind blows, they take off one after another and rush to the destination arranged by fate. They shook their bodies along the way, just like people waving goodbye to Taohuaxi and their hometown.

The cold in winter makes Taohuaxi somewhat gloomy. Perhaps, it is just cultivating energy for the beauty of the next spring!

My hometown is an endless song in my heart, and my hometown is an inexhaustible match in my heart. Whenever I think about it, my heart is always warm, just like a person is encouraged in adversity, just like a person meets a friend when he is lonely ... ask me where my love is? My love is in my hometown!

3. In the Qing Dynasty, Gu's "Peach Blossom Creek" was given: Gu has five willows, and he wants the peach blossom source more.

The mountain turned around and didn't know where it was. At this point, Gao Shi had nothing to say. There are many gentlemen behind Qiu, and the door faces the peach blossom water.

Jiashu is famous for its wooden ancestors, and the mountain of the sea has become unofficial history. He has been a student for thirty years and always comes from the former farm stream.

Four hundred beautiful children are still young, confused but smiling. Sometimes it's naive to talk about pots.

When the wine arrived, he said that the divine light had begun, and he felt sorry for Shenshi. The old man still remembers when he was a child, there were fireworks in Wan Li.

Thirty valleys are like earth, and spring flowers and autumn moons travel together. Dingling Yu Long belongs to Cang Hao, and the state affairs and human feelings are also sloppy.

Sangtian Canghai has undergone several changes, but there are still adherents who are old today. Long rumors are whiter, and 70 years is like a day.

It's a pity that you avoid Qin, so you won't get drunk in spring. Spring is not my spring, and autumn is not my autumn.

Only peach blossoms bloom every year, and streams flow every year. Think of wine for you, and you will have no worries.

4. Yingshan Taohuachong Shili Taohuaxi Composition Taohuaxi Composition Hometown is an endless song in my heart, and my hometown is an inexhaustible match in my heart.

Whenever I go to Taohuaxi by bike alone, this love for my hometown comes like a flood. The spring breeze has blown the earth green, and it seems that it has also blown the water of Taohuaxi, which is as green as a piece of jade. What about those weeping willows on the shore? Oh! They regard this "big jade plate" as a mirror and are bending down to appreciate themselves in the mirror! The heat of summer replaces the freshness of spring, and the stream has become a good place for people to enjoy the cool. People rest under the willows, walk their dogs and walk in the shade. It's very lively.

And what about the willow tree that is silently dedicated to you? Oh! They are providing people with shade! The autumn clouds are light and the wind is light, replacing the hot sun in summer. Red leaves that can't wait to enter the journey float down from the trees, some fall into the water, some float in the aisle, and when the wind blows, they take off one after another and rush to the destination arranged by fate. They shook their bodies along the way, just like people waving goodbye to Taohuaxi and their hometown.

The cold in winter makes Taohuaxi somewhat gloomy. Perhaps, it is just cultivating energy for the beauty of the next spring! My hometown is an endless song in my heart, and my hometown is an inexhaustible match in my heart. Whenever I think about it, my heart is always warm, just like a person is encouraged in adversity, just like a person meets a friend when he is lonely ... ask me where my love is? My love is in my hometown.

5. Save the composition in Taohuaxi. When I was a child, my mother often took me to Taohuaxi.

Spring is the most beautiful time in Taohuaxi. Spring comes down directly from the dense forest, turning willow branches green and peach blossoms red. Willow branches and peach blossoms are like a girl dressing up by a stream.

Fish are playing happily in the crystal clear water, some seem to be playing games, some are whispering, and some seem to be whispering! Peach Blossom Creek in spring is full of vitality, which is really a paradise. However, in just a few years, I can't believe that a clear stream has turned into a smelly and dirty gutter, the body of a dead pig and dog has gone down with the black sewage, all the fish have died, and the stream smells rotten.

The grass on both sides is dead, some willows hang their heads feebly, and people always ignore them by covering their noses when they walk through the Peach Blossom Creek. Without cheerful little fish, blooming peach blossoms and green willow branches, Taohuaxi lost its former beauty and vitality.

I can't help asking: Taohuaxi, what's wrong with you? The answer is only clear to people themselves: it is all caused by not caring for the environment and by people themselves. Protecting the environment is our unshirkable responsibility, and the pollution of Taohuaxi is only a microcosm of the environmental pollution in China.

If people can't act, maybe our Yangtze River and Yellow River will suffer the same fate as Taohuaxi in the future! Every one of us, every family and every unit should take action from now on to save Taohuaxi and restore it to its former style.

6. Rewrite a composition in Sanqu Road before Sanqu Road

Under normal circumstances, when plums are ripe, it is mostly rainy and continuous. At that time, our life was very inconvenient, especially to visit old friends. We made an appointment, but the weather was bad and it was raining cats and dogs. We can only look at the rain and sigh, so our friends have poems to prove it. "It rains at home in Huangmei season, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond, and we don't come to snuff at midnight." In the face of friends' poems, I can only smile.

However, this year is different from previous years. When the trees are covered with golden plums, the weather is getting sunny day by day. Our mood becomes clear with the weather, and we are happy and cool beyond words, so we want to spend this wonderful time playing chess with our friends.

I took a boat on my way. The stream is flowing happily, and the trees are shaded along the way. The air is full of ripe plums. My boat was smooth, and soon I reached the end of the stream. I stopped to test the shore and took the mountain road instead.

Although the mountain road is tortuous, there is still a quiet beauty. The big trees by the roadside cast a thick shadow on the road. Although it is midsummer, I still feel the air seeping through my heart and spleen. What's even better is that the melodious songs of orioles are endless all the way, which makes my trip feel comfortable and beautiful. There are trees, songbirds as companions, and green mountains and green waters.

I think I should be addicted to playing chess with my friends today. Playing chess will make our life happy.

7. Rewrite the article "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong" Spring has come, and the warm spring has brought vitality to all things on the earth, making them full of vitality. Bamboo grows in the bamboo forest, green and green, giving people a cool and comfortable feeling. Not far from this bamboo forest, there are several beautiful peach blossoms in full bloom. From a distance, they look like a burning morning glow, bathed in the spring sunshine and smiling. Spring returns to the earth, and everything revives. On the river, a few lovely ducklings are swimming around in the water, having fun. Look, isn't that grass? They looked out lazily, as if to see the beautiful scenery. In the soft spring breeze, under the faint blue sky, the grass dances freely and looks so carefree. Artemisia selengensis has grown on the river bank, and the tender buds of reeds have just quietly emerged from the ground. The spring water is harmonious and the Artemisia is green. I think: the puffer fish will definitely take this opportunity to swim upstream, lay eggs in the river and swim to the shore with the river to eat Artemisia selengensis. In this green grassland and green bamboo forest, there are some wild flowers dotted in it from time to time, which really means "a little red among the evergreen trees"

The scenery here is really beautiful, like a wonderful landscape painting. The author of this painting is spring. She is painting our colorful world with colorful brushes.

8. In the afternoon, I took a leisurely walk and came across a small and low hut. Green grass on both sides of the stream; Pumpkin vines climb the roof with bamboo poles; The big tree next to the house is bent as if welcoming me; Lotus leaves in the stream dance with the wind.

In the room, two white-haired old men and women are teasing each other in Wudi dialect! On the east side of the stream, the old man's eldest son is weeding his bean field, wiping the sweat from his head with a towel from time to time; The second son is sitting under a tree knitting a chicken coop. Judging from his serious attitude, his chickens must have been out of captivity for a long time. The lovely little son is lying by the stream peeling lotus flowers. I guess he definitely wants to give the lotus fruit to his eldest brother who has worked hard for a day, so that he can taste the sweetness and forget the hard work of the day. A low thatched cottage is near a gurgling stream, which is covered with green grass. An old white-haired couple sat there chatting affectionately in Wu language, still slightly drunk. Or a hut with a low eaves. The stream is gurgling and the shore is covered with green grass. For a while, I covered my eyes and talked, but also with a little drunkenness, kindness and beauty! Whose house is this? A pair of white-haired fathers and grandmothers.

The eldest son weeded in Dong Xi's bean field; The second son weaves a chicken coop at home; And the naughty and lovely little son is lying on the grass peeling lotus flowers. Or the eldest son, weeding in the bean field on the east bank of the stream. The second son is knitting a chicken coop. What a good skill! The youngest son, lying on the stream peeling lotus flowers, is a lovely and naughty guy.

In summer, deep bamboo forests are full of vitality, and dense grasslands cover the earth like carpets. The mountains in the distance are faintly visible, and a clear stream flows quietly.

This is a remote, fresh and beautiful mountain village in the south of the Yangtze River. There is a low thatched cottage by the stream. There are two elderly couples sitting in the room who have just finished drinking. They are slightly drunk and joking in Wu language. I just heard the old man say, "It's a wonderful life today. We have enough food and clothes to support our life." The old woman smiled and said, "Yes, we have three sons. The boss and the second child are filial, and the third child is smart! " Then he looked at his three sons outside the house.

Although it is hot in summer, as the eldest son, the boss is still weeding in the bean field east of the stream; The second son is still young, but he is also idle, weaving cages for chickens; The third son is the youngest. He lay by the stream of water for a while, and then he peeled the lotus. His naughty appearance is very pleasing.

What a harmonious and happy family this is!

9. Wang Dongting's "Rewriting" composition Wang Dongting Li Rong Autumn night, the weather is fine, and a poet Liu Yuxi is standing by Dongting Lake.

He stood quietly by the lake with a fan in his hand, just like a Woodenhead. He looked up at the sky. The bright moon in the sky is so bright, just like an elegant girl waltzing slowly. Look at Dongting Lake again. The lake was sparkling in the moonlight.

The lake and moonlight set each other off, making people feel so gentle and charming. The calm lake is like a polished bronze mirror.

There is an island in the center of Dongting Lake, with towering old trees. In the moonlight, the shadow reflected in the lake is faintly visible, silvery and beautiful. The poet can't help but admire: "The lake and autumn water set each other off and become interesting, and the mirror on the pool surface does not grind."

It was late at night, and all the lovely animals were asleep. Only frogs barked by the lake, which cut the silent Dongting Lake. The dim light in the moonlight enveloped the whole Dongting Lake.

Looking at Dongting Lake and the verdant Junshan, and having a bird's eye view of Dongting Lake is like a green snail in a silver plate. The poet looked at Dongting Lake and couldn't help chanting, "Looking at the landscape of Dongting Lake in the distance, there are green snails in the silver plate."