The composition of the second grade outside the window

In normal study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that one can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. I believe many friends are very upset about writing. The following is the composition of Grade Two outside the window, for your reference only, and I hope it will help you.

Outside the window, 1 Spring Festival is a time for family reunion. However, there is such a busy figure outside the window, which has become a beautiful and unique landscape.

On the third morning of New Year's Eve, I woke up, rubbed my sleepy eyes, yawned and looked out of the window. What a heavy snow. Snowflakes flying all over the sky fluttered like goose feathers. At this time, I vaguely heard the sound of "shua shua-",and looked inside, there was a man standing on the white carpet. She is wearing a work hat, an orange uniform and a broom in her hand. She bent down to sweep the snow from the ground. I took a fancy to it. Isn't that Aunt Wang, the cleaner in our community?

It snowed all night, and the snow on the ground was thick. Aunt Wang is working hard. She first swept the thick snow to both sides of the road with a broom, then slowly bent down to pick up the stolen goods in the snow and put them in the garbage truck, and then shoveled off the frozen snow with a shovel. In this way, Aunt Wang picked up the shovel while sweeping, and kept repeating this seemingly simple and monotonous action, taking great pains. Before long, Aunt Wang became a moving "snowman". On this cold morning, everyone hid at home, blowing warm air conditioning, watching TV and resting comfortably. Out of the window, on that wide road, Aunt Wang's figure looks so lonely!

At noon, the snow finally stopped, the children came out to play, the adults came out to take pictures, and the road became lively and full of laughter. I also walked out of the house excitedly and looked around. The orange uniform was gone. In front of us, it is a smooth and clean road.

"I don't know where Aunt Wang lives. Her family must be looking forward to her coming home early." Thinking of this, I felt a surge of admiration: in the past, I always thought that the cleaner was an ordinary person, but today, this busy figure, the simple cleaner Aunt Wang, made me re-recognize this ordinary and extraordinary job.

Out of the window, I put down my pen and sighed gently. ...

Sitting in a square classroom and looking out of the window, there is neither a mirage nor any exotic flowers and plants. In my view, there are only two rows of bungalows and several family buildings. I really want to rush out the window and enjoy everything.

Don't say that the world is actually quite interesting!

Stepping on the last starlight and facing the cold wind, the winter morning is so cruel. With sleepy eyes, I can only have a cursory look at the beautiful scenery. I also have Dai Yue's hard work! It's another pleasure to rush to your seat and look out of the window. Before dawn, I vaguely felt that the sun couldn't wait to break through the morning fog, bit by bit, yellow and orange. Finally, the sun squeezed out of the horizon, sweating with fatigue, and proudly came to me. At this time, everything recovers, and the morning light is everywhere, blending with the smell of chicken crow, kitchen smoke and warm breakfast, and the warm morning light picture is harmonious and wonderful. I can enjoy the scenery alone, and it's worth getting up early. There is also the sound of books in the morning, which is not contrary to the clean morning light.

It's quiet at night, but the city is still brightly lit, cars honk and people are noisy. Darkness and lights rushed to embrace the city, so lively. So, people went out to watch the game and whispered to each other until everyone participated, and the crowd dispersed. At dusk, the game was temporarily put in a question mark, so the mystery enveloped the city. After school in the evening, the lights went out in the square window above the residents, and I also stepped up my pace to go home.

A beautiful day begins at that window and ends at that window.

Maybe just like a frog in a well, I see very little in this classroom. But my hands are writing dreams and drawing a brand-new blueprint for the future. Look farther and wider out of the window.

Because, when winter goes and summer comes, everything grows, peaks stand tall, rivers flow, mountains and rivers are beautiful, life is colorful and the world is beautiful, all outside the window!

Out of the window, the nib scratched and wiped off the paper over and over again. What are you drawing? I mused.

Look up at the window. Seeing pots of flowers and plants on the balcony, tall buildings on the roadside, urchins playing downstairs ... my eyes finally stopped on the horizon and stopped on the colorful colors of dusk.

At dusk, colorful twilight clouds are floating together in groups of three or five. A closer look shows that some oranges and reds fuse together like flames; Some yellow and white interweave, just like the breeze blowing the flowers that day, mixed in the "yellow roses"; Some golden lights have appeared and become clusters of mature and full ginkgo fruits. This autumn evening, with the geese flying south, it merged into the beautiful scenery of "the sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, the autumn water is * * * and the sky is one color".

I have been thinking that this autumn color, which can only appear in the painter's pen, has completely appeared outside my window. Only by recording poetic moments with a brush can we live up to the most beautiful realm between heaven and earth.

I took out my brush and sketched out a cloud, a bird and a tree at dusk outside the window with an oil pen. White paper was dyed with warm colors such as red, orange and yellow by watercolor, and it penetrated into the clouds, feeling my heart wandering on the clouds.

Looking up at the window again, a rabbit jumped up and down on the grass; A petal, floating in the garden with the wind; A piccolo, on the other side of the tall building, plays the sound of the wind; A mass of cotton candy, in the alley, exudes a sweet taste; Children with cotton candy, happy screams alarmed the birds under the banyan tree.

I use pen and ink to outline the streets where cars come and go, the long footbridge and the wide Shenzhen Bay Stadium. I ended this poetic painting with the last touch of harvest orange, dark brown of fallen leaves and light yellow of small wild chrysanthemum.

The busy city gradually calmed down. Put away the brush, and outside the window, it is already a million lights.

Out of the window, the next day's composition 4 "The hospital called just now and said that grandma's condition was getting worse and she needed surgery in advance. I'm going to the hospital to take care of grandma for a few days. Can you take care of yourself? " Before I could answer, my mother went back to her room to pack her clothes.

Since grandma was hospitalized because of leg disease, the air pressure at home is often as low as zero, and there is little laughter. Everyone seems to have a sad face. Of course, I dare not coquetry and ask for other better choices, because my mother looks tired enough, so she obediently shouts "Got it" at the door of the room.

After the door slammed, I was left alone in the house. Quiet even "e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e

In order to alleviate this quiet embarrassment, I turned on the TV and turned the volume to a noisy level, but my mind was completely out of the TV. There is no sun outside the window. The weather forecast says it will rain these days, but I only see large dark clouds floating in the sky, but it hasn't rained. The weather forecast likes to lie.

It's getting dark, and the alarm clock turns half a turn and then it turns black. Belly growl at the right time, rummage through everything to find out the food at home, and dinner will be solved. It has been a long day.

In the morning, it was the whistling wind that woke me up. The window was open and the room was cold. I fumbled in the kitchen, trying to fry a poached egg that my mother cooked for me the other day for breakfast, but the heat was too strong and the egg burned at once. Bad colors are as gloomy as the sky outside the window.

Just after washing the pot, it began to rain in the weather forecast, and it rained harder and harder. The window turned into a sea of rain, and I was worried about my grandmother who was undergoing surgery.

Time ticks, the heavy rain washes away the dark clouds little by little, and the sky gradually reveals its original appearance.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, it rained for several hours and finally stopped. The sky outside the window has finally turned blue! At this time, my mother called back and told me that grandma's operation was successful and she would be able to go home in a few days! At first glance, the sky outside the window is bluer!

That year, red sun, red sun; Blue sky, blue sky; That year, the sun was still red and the sky was still blue.

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That year's summer vacation seemed particularly hot, as if every living thing was moaning fretfully. A phone call broke the original silence and shattered all illusions. I break the reality and let my dreams fly! On that day, I came to this building with all my dreams and all my hopes carefully arranged. I looked at the roof, oh! The sky is blue.

I stepped closer and stood at the door, trying to take back my feet. I have no courage, because there is no one behind me. Maybe there's still a way for me to go back, but I can't go back to the end! If you take a step forward, then you win, and thousands of people applaud me; If you lose, maybe thousands of people will spit on you. Is it going in or out? It's almost time. I took back my steps and turned around, but through the French window glass, I saw the blue sky, that kind of deep blue. ...

I turned around again. Who said there was no one behind me? There is a blue sky! Yes, and the red sun! By the way, have you forgotten that you wish to put it away? Are you ready to give up? Don't! I no longer hesitate to walk so hard step by step, because people with hope in their hearts should be down to earth.

Here, all the noisy sounds have nothing to do with me, because the sound of table tennis falling off the stage is the melody I pursue, and that melody will live in my heart forever.

Three games, so long, you don't see the sun, will time be lazy? Are you still awake? Oh, no, you are my dream. Can I ask you not to fall asleep? I looked up and saw only the reinforced concrete ceiling. It is in a world that I want to be isolated that I am at a loss and most unwilling to admit that I have to face it.

I turned around. It's terrible. There is no one behind me. The sun, my dream; Blue sky, my hope. Did I forget to bring you in? In a world without people, I must be strong alone. Break yesterday and invalidate the past! Failure is nothing.

I turned around and saw the sky outside the landing window again. It is still blue.

Open the window and look at Bai Niao on the horizon, thinking of your mint smile. -inscription

The birds on the horizon are white, the sky is blue, the plum blossoms are pink, and the stone tables and chairs are gray ... In my memory, the colors outside the window are lined up and flashed by. Suddenly, a touch of light green flashed by. So green, so crisp, so tender. Thinking and thinking, I finally remembered. That's it, dog tail grass.

That day, it rained heavily! What a pity! The wind and rain shook Li Hua all over the floor! The path outside the window is covered with pink petals. The air after the rain is particularly fresh, and the fragrance of flowers is more refreshing than sunny days.

Going out, the sunshine after the rain is really touching! In the campus flower garden, a large area of dog tail grass is full of vitality under the sunlight. Beads of rain bent their waists, and I seemed to hear them chatting seriously. When the wind blows, they keep swinging and the rain beads are shaken off. Suddenly, they looked up and finally breathed a sigh of relief. I clearly see that they stretch themselves unscrupulously.

Before I felt comfortable for a while, I was broken by two children. The two children twirled the dog's tail grass in their palms and laughed incessantly. I probably saw a bug hidden in the "tail" or felt itchy.

The two boys walked side by side. A boy walked gently under the tree, pulled the branch and gave up again. After a while, the "troublemaker" ran away like firecrackers. I met another boy and ended up with "manna". When the "victim" reacted, his anger was written on his face and he stamped his feet with anger.

Now, the rain outside the window, the flowers outside the window, and the dog's tail grass shining in the sunshine after the rain outside the window have all become dreamlike ... Time outside the window flies like flowing water, and it only takes a blink of an eye to change a world. And I was left by the years, day after day, cleaning the unhealed wounds.

When I was in kindergarten, I sat by the window, facing a Little Square. Whenever I look out of the window, I always see some children playing on the Little Square. Their lovely smiling faces aroused my children's hearts, and my heart immediately flew out and wanted to play with them. At that time, I was always wriggling in my seat. The hot teacher always looked at me. Finally, I stayed up until class was over and I was the first to come.

When I was in primary school, there was a big pine tree next to our teaching building, which was as high as four stories. There are many birds nesting on it. I often look at those birds in a daze and watch them fly freely in the sky. After class, the boys rushed to the tree, climbed up and down the tree, poked the bird's nest and stole the eggs, which was quite interesting.

Now I am in junior high school. The campus of junior high school is like a big garden. There are small gardens on both sides of our classroom. There is a sign on every flower and tree in the garden. The brand specifically introduces the species of this plant, and we often observe it! Whenever it's almost time for dinner, the smell of rice outside wafts in, and most people stop class and concentrate on thinking, "What shall we eat today?" The final exam is not that serious. ) In June 5438+10, a rare snowstorm occurred in the southeast of China, and our place is no exception. We have never seen such heavy snow since childhood! In Chinese class, the teacher looked at us all looking out of the window and asked, "What is this snow like, students?" We all said in unison, "The air difference of salting can be simulated, but it's not like catkins because there is wind." Another man said, "Like goose feathers." Someone joked, "That goose is going to be plucked!" The whole class burst into laughter.

Too much of my childhood was taken out of the window, and my childhood was even better because of it.

It was a hot summer day. I looked out of the window and one thing deeply touched me.

The thing is this: I was sitting at home watching TV when suddenly there was a quick cry outside the window, and I couldn't help looking out of the window. It turns out that in a bird's nest, there are a group of birds singing, which are chicks who have not learned to fly. At this time, I found a snake crawling slowly towards them. The birds were frightened and made unnecessary resistance, but the snake completely ignored it.

Just then, the mother bird looking for food flew back and found that the snake had climbed into the nest. I spit out the food in my mouth at once, but it was too late, because the snake had swallowed a chick, and the mother bird launched a fierce attack at first sight, but the snake was not easy to provoke because it was raising a child. Look at the difference between birds and snakes. In this way, the bird has no chance of winning at all.

But the mother bird has been pecking at the snake's abdomen, and the snake is not to be outdone. It has been barking and craning its neck to scare it from time to time. Mother bird doesn't know what to do, and she is not afraid of death. She attacks like a desperate person. Finally, the snake was tired and had no intention of fighting with the mother bird again, and wanted to slip away. Mother bird should have let it go, but she was desperately chasing it. The snake pecked around and accidentally fell from the tree. Female bird

At this time, the snake became angry and used its own "killer"-spraying venom. The battle has become fierce, and the mother bird risked her life to peck the snake. Finally, the snake was pecked to death, and its body was covered with small holes pecked out by the mother bird. The mother bird flew to the branch and stood for a while, then flew away with another chick.

This is a struggle between animals, and it is also a "family defense war" for mother bird. In order to protect the child, in order to avenge the child, she can even give up her life. This let me see the greatness of maternal love. No matter how fierce the enemy is, she will eventually shrink back in front of maternal love.

When I was sleepy, I wanted to close the window and sleep, and I fell asleep halfway. Suddenly, a beam of light hit the window, which was particularly dazzling. I blocked a little with my hand, looking for light. It turned out that several children were playing with a laser pointer. They drew different shapes of patterns on the building with pens and had a good time. In return, I took a pen and took a picture in their direction.

Suddenly I felt very interesting, but gradually I didn't feel bored, so I looked at Hongya Cave in the distance with great interest.

In the distance, rows of Bayu traditional diaojiao buildings are built on the mountain and stand beside the rolling Jialing River, with eleven floors up and down. Layers of lights make the whole Hongya cave brightly lit. In the overall orange light, there are some pink and purple lights of bars, some dark blue lights on the top of diaojiao building and red lights of lanterns. Bundles of white searchlights shoot into the sky through these layers of colors, and the trees are also covered with five lights.

Archways, teahouses and workshops are intertwined, and hot white steam rises everywhere in the food street. The bar is wrapped in unique pink lights and flashing lights, which is particularly eye-catching. Boys with light sticks in their hands run and play in the old streets criss-crossing with memories, making the old streets full of gorgeous colors. Once again, they are dazzling. The girls walked on the bridge wearing luminous headdresses, savoring the charm of the drum tower bluestone slab and the beauty of the surrounding landscape.

A group of luxury yachts full of tourists came slowly from the other side of the river and gradually docked on the shore. There are also some crude wooden fishing boats docked on the shore, on the edge of this behemoth. The small and shabby fishing boat is in sharp contrast with this modern luxury yacht. In the distance, people and vehicles on the river-crossing bridge are in an endless stream. Under the bridge, one cruise ship after another slowly passed by, and the people on board were cheering. This scene is intertwined, forming a beautiful fairyland on earth, which is intoxicating.

The street outside the window is still bustling, and the lights in the distance are still on, but I am no longer bored by this fairyland outside the window.

I seldom stare blankly at the window, but once the power went out at home because of heavy rain. Helpless, I can only go back to my room, and soon I feel bored and can't read and watch TV for a long time. So I moved my chair to the bed and took a serious look at the scenery outside. It was an unintentional move, but it made me see a very sad thing outside the window. Through this incident, I have a lot of reflection on myself and began to think about what kind of person I should be in the future.

It was raining heavily outside, and I was in a daze by the window for a long time. Suddenly, a small figure appeared in front of my eyes. She didn't bring an umbrella, and no one answered her. Despite the wind and rain, she had to move forward. A gust of wind blew, and her thin body was almost blown down by the wind. However, the wind seemed to blow her down and the little girl was bullied by lightning. First it rained harder and harder, and then the wind roared mercilessly. Then the little girl had to speed up and run forward with a bang, but the lightning split down again. The little girl really fell this time. She cried and cried sadly, but she didn't give up. She struggled to get up and finally ran forward.

In fact, there are some pedestrians on the road, but everyone is rushing home. Maybe everyone has no mind to care about others. But in my opinion, at least three or four people pass by the little girl every day, and no one is willing to lend a helping hand. Later, I also put myself in each other's shoes. If one day I run in the rain and no one helps me in that loneliness, then how disappointed I will be. Thinking about thinking about tears came down. Yes, people are so indifferent now, and everyone has nothing to do with themselves. But if these things really happen to you and no one helps you, maybe you will feel that the world is cold in your heart.

Listen carefully outside the window. Birds are singing, insects are singing and frogs are singing. Through that closed window, the scenery outside the window catches your eye. Houses can imprison people's hearts, but windows always cast a ray of sunshine on the boundless darkness.

When I was young, I liked to stare at my chin. I like some outside the window, old people and children, trees and grass. I like everything. Whenever I am in a daze, my mother will come over and say, "What are you looking at? It's boring to see it downstairs Go down and play for a while! " I smiled at my mother. "No need!"

Blue sky and white clouds, the scenery outside the window is so harmonious, I am afraid that if I go down, it will destroy this harmonious and beautiful scenery. Someone added water to the abandoned fish tank in front of the door, put a few fry, and the small fish swam happily in the water. I laughed! Rhubarb dog next door ran out. It's interesting to see him running with his tongue out. Some old people are playing cards under the tree, and the hearty laughter comes to my ears. Look at that big willow tree that provides shelter for the elderly. When the spring breeze blows, the willow branches flutter, very beautiful! And the soft grass, looking at the old man in front of me, quickly bent down to pay homage! The children are playing house beside me, and I am stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of me!

Staring out of the window, I remembered the past. That carefree childhood is gone forever. What greeted us was the heavy homework in middle school. Only windows can alleviate the boredom of life. The scenery is still beautiful, but I have grown up. Sighing that time flies, the window must be a witness to my growth.

It suddenly occurred to me that Liu Xiyi's "flowers are similar year after year, but people are different year after year". Although people are different from year to year, different people have different lives, and each life shows its own wonderful. Anyway, life is always as beautiful and fulfilling as the scenery outside the window.

I'm only fifteen years old and I don't know what I'm worried about.

Fifteen years old, I don't know when I entered the rainy season.

At the age of fifteen, I don't know which day I have a password book that belongs only to me. Gradually, there are more and more little secrets in the codebook. Thinking of this, I always lie on the windowsill and stare blankly at the blue sky outside the window. Whenever night comes, I look at the curved moon and starry sky outside the window, listen to the sigh of banana rain and the rustling of breeze blowing through the Woods, and my heart flies out of the window, wandering in the vast land, wandering in the lonely wilderness, thinking about the mountains in my hometown ... I think and watch, and finally understand what I should and should not do.

From then on, I put the password book in the most secret place, and the window was sealed with curtain cloth. I entered my own life journey.

I find that I try my best to do everything that is worth doing and what I should do. You should face the challenges of life bravely, never run away, and always have confidence. Only in this way can you succeed.

Struggle again and again, fail again and again, grieve again and again, cheer up and swear again and again, succeed and be happy again and again. ...

I finally relaxed when I got the admission notice from the key high school. At that moment, I saw the long-lost smile on my parents' faces.

I climbed into the attic and found my once beloved password book. It has long lost its former glory and covered with a thick layer of dust. I came to the window, gently opened the window, slowly opened the curtains, and looked at the sky outside the window again: the sky was still so blue and refreshing, revealing a faint youthful atmosphere, and a bird quickly passed by the window.

Outside the window, the blue sky remains the same.

Grandpa is a flower lover. He not only planted flowers and plants in the yard of his hometown, but also planted a locust tree in the middle of the yard. Every time I go back to my hometown, I just open the window and I can see it. It's much bigger than me. According to my father, when he was young, the locust tree was as tall as the old house. He grew up with my father and uncle, and later became my childhood companion.

Sophora japonica is very beautiful. Clusters of white flowers form clusters of spikes, which are fresh, refined and charming against the green leaves. Like the decoration that ancient women hung on their skirts, it is also like the tassel hanging from the round fan.

The fragrance of Sophora japonica is unique, strong but not strong, fragrant but not vulgar, just like its appearance, elegant and noble, not flattering the secular, nor competing with other flowers. Its floral fragrance seems to hide a gentleman's mind and lingering thoughts, which makes people relaxed and intoxicated.

Sophora japonica has many practical values. Sophora japonica is rich in vitamins, which can clear away heat and toxic materials, make honey and cook. The porridge cooked with Sophora japonica not only sells well, but also is very delicious. Sprinkle a handful of Sophora japonica on the steamed rice and the steamed rice will be delicious. Fried Sophora japonica is also good, which is very suitable for appetizing. The handy daughter-in-law can also steam a pot of fragrant Sophora japonica cake mixed with honey and glutinous rice, which is mouth-watering.

This locust tree outside the window, how many memories you have carried for me! You not only shelter me from the wind and rain under the tree, but also weave the shade with the crown like an umbrella, providing me with a small world for reading and taking a nap. With your company and protection, I grew from an ignorant little girl to a sensible girl. You are like my family, my best friend, standing quietly in the yard of my hometown, wishing me well now that I am studying abroad.

That night, in my dream, I smelled the fragrance of Sophora japonica again. When I opened the window, the trees were dancing, and "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic" whispered in my ear.

Outside the window is a beautiful world. The world outside the window has beautiful scenery. People outside the window are living in a hurry every day, and everything outside the window is pursuing something.

In the morning, I lay quietly on the windowsill and looked at the world outside the window. A large group of "office workers" flocked to the bus, and the streets and alleys were filled with a rush of time. The vegetable market is crowded with people, and the pungent smell of fish liver is filled. Last night's heavy rain wetted the smell of camphor trees, making disinfection steam everywhere. The breakfast shop downstairs is booming, greasy scallion cakes attract more people, and the originally noisy streets are more noisy.

At noon, I lay quietly on the windowsill and looked at the world outside the window. The scorching sun moxibustion bakes the earth, but there seems to be more people in the park: old women chat at home in the pavilion, and old people practice Tai Ji Chuan together in groups of three or five. Every shade is crowded with people-motorcycle drivers are too hot to eat in the shade. When they saw pedestrians passing by, they quickly put the lunch box on the stone wall and asked if they needed to ride a motorcycle. An umbrella was set up at the sauce-flavored bean curd booth at the school gate. Many students who came to the cram school spent a few yuan to buy a small bowl of bean curd and "rub an umbrella" under it.

At night, I sit quietly on the windowsill and look at the world outside the window. The setting sun slowly evaporates the residual heat into gorgeous clouds. Clouds can't wait to spread in the sky. The sky is residual red and dotted with pink. Clouds are like overturned paint bottles, revealing shy colors and red faces. I can vaguely hear the winding river tinkling through, dyed with rich fragrance, Huang Chengcheng's. People are still crowded, but gradually, there are fewer people, and night falls. ...

Everything outside the window is an attitude towards life. Maybe lazy, maybe sloppy, but everything is for a noble pursuit, in order to listen to noble voices, this is the essence of the world.

I sat quietly on the windowsill and looked at the world outside the window.

My desk is by the window. Whenever I am tired of doing my homework, I will look up and enjoy the scenery outside the window for a while. Every time I see a green holly tree for the first time, there is a big one, and there is a small one beside it, just like its son. The two of them are always close. As soon as the breeze blows, they make a rustling sound, as if whispering something.

In the morning, the scenery outside the window is colorful, and you can see almost all the scenery. Cars are running in the street, and students, young people and old people in the street are busy making a living. There are tall trees, bright flowers, green grass and birds living and playing in the trees. Birds in the sky are flying freely, and swallows are standing in a row on the wire and dancing. How wonderful all this is!

By noon, the scenery outside is more beautiful. The sun shines on the earth, people are shopping, cars extend in all directions on the expressway, people seem to be packed, very lively, some buildings are under construction, cranes are constantly transporting cement, workers are also very hard, and everyone is quiet in joy.

At night, there are fewer people in the street. At this time, the birds in the sky have returned to their nests, and there are so many cars. At this time, every household is cooking their own food. This shows that people's living standards have improved. In the evening, the sun will set and the workers will have a rest. Clouds are particularly red by the sun, which is particularly beautiful. At this time, there are clouds in the fire in the air. By this time, everyone had finished eating and came out to see the clouds in the fire. It is very comfortable for people to look at the clouds in the fire while walking. At this time, some people play basketball, some people play badminton, and some people pace and daydream. ...

The scenery outside the window is really beautiful! It gives me infinite happiness and comfort.