What are the 500-word compositions about the legends and stories about the moon?

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"The curved moon, the boat, the boat, has two sharp points." You should remember this nursery rhyme! Yes, this nursery rhyme is about our beautiful moon.

Soft as floc and light as silk cloud, the bright moon around it rises slowly, and the brightness reflects around it into a colorful aperture, which is deep and shallow, if there is something, it seems nothing. Unlike the sunset glow, it is more elegant, not as brilliant as the sunset glow, and only gives you a touch of joy and sadness.

There is a hometown on the moon that we all remember, no matter where you are or where you wander. Therefore, Li Bai looked up and saw that it was moonlight and sank back, and I suddenly remembered home; Therefore, Du Fu said; He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! ; So Zhang Jiuling said: The sea rises with the bright moon, and the horizon is * * * at this time. ...

Moonlight, like water, quietly sprinkled on the earth, giving it a silver-gray veil. She is dressed in plain white, quiet and gentle. Her jade plate thinking face. Through the willows. Leave a gentle smile.

Ah! Is this fantastic beauty?

The moon has endless beauty, with her gorgeous smile. So there was "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream"; With "the bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze crows at midnight"; To "smoke cage cold water cage sand, night parking Qinhuai restaurant"; With "poor September third night, dew is like a real pearl, and the moon is like a bow" ...

Everyone should have his own moon in his heart, and so should I. It is noble and elegant in my heart.

Ah! Beautiful moon, I love you.

2. Write the composition of the moon in 500 words (fifth grade level! ) hurry up! ! !

Seeing the warm and beautiful moon at night brings a lot of imagination and association to the moon.

As night falls, the moon rises. She seems to look at us and smile at us. Her round face is a little purplish, perhaps secretly pink, like a red lantern hanging on the horizon. The moon rises lazily, just like crawling slowly with a big burden on its back, one vertical and one vertical, looking very tired. With great efforts, the moon rushed out of the horizon and hung in mid-air. At this time, she took off her red dress, put on a golden scarf and greeted us all with a smiling face like white jade. But when we look at her face again, we think it is a blue moon, a green moon, a slight blue sky and a green sky. Maybe the moon girl is a king who suddenly turned against her face and is surprisingly beautiful.

In my mind, the moon not only changes into various magnificent colors, but also looks like many beautiful things. When the moon is full, it is like a jade plate. Fairy girls in the sky are eating big peaches on their plates. The moon is still like a colorful balloon. There is a line under the balloon. I climbed up along it The big balloon of the moon took me to the seaside and enjoyed the beautiful sea view. The moon is sometimes a crescent moon. At this moment, I think of a children's song when I was a child, which sang about the crescent moon: "A boat, a curved moon, and two sharp ends are fun." I sat in a boat and saw only shining stars and blue sky. " The crescent moon in the night sky is really like a boat. How I want to fly to this golden boat and paddle in the night sky.

Seeing the moon in the night sky reminds me of August 15. August 15th, full moon. On this night, families sit together, eat moon cakes and enjoy the moon. They are happy. The round moon is like a big moon cake. Eating in the mouth is fragrant and sweet.

It is said that Chang 'e lives on the moon. There is a legendary story called "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon". Chang 'e and Hou Yi are a couple. Because Hou Yi shot nine suns, everyone no longer lived in misery. The queen mother praised Hou Yi and gave him an elixir, saying, "One person can become immortal after eating it, and half of them can live forever." Hou Yi took this elixir home, and one of his apprentices knew about it, so he stole it while he was not at home. Chang 'e didn't give it to him. She swallowed the elixir at once, became lighter at once, flew to the sky and came to the moon. On the moon, Chang 'e was very sad because he was separated from Hou Yi and missed him every day.

Thinking of the above, I think the moon is more beautiful.

3. The composition Moon is about 500 words.

I don't know how long I've been sitting in front of the window, but I know that the sun has set and the moon has risen. I don't have time to think about it, but I'm still thinking about this exam. When the teacher read the score, my heart beat so hard that the more I was afraid, the more inevitable it was. I dare not face up to the teacher's bloodshot eyes, dare not look at the pathetic score, can't believe that this is my hard work for many days, but I have to believe that the poor score is right in front of my eyes and I failed.

The moonlight is bleak, like running water, pouring quietly on the table, making my face pale. I think of my parents, and I may still be working hard at this time; I think of my parents who get up early and work in the dark, so thin; I think of my parents' faces tanned by the sun, wrinkles carved on their foreheads by ruthless years, and chapped hands; Every time before leaving, I think of my parents' words of concern and my legs of expectation; Thinking of everyone who cares about her. Now ... I am ashamed of their concern.

Outside the window, the moon has risen so high; In the window, it's the same. Painful memories make me feel too tired. I looked up and tried to stretch my brain. Suddenly, a tall and straight image came into my eyes. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be the poplar tree outside the window, the poplar tree that survived many snowstorms. It is taller and straighter than before. I suddenly thought of Madame Curie, Edison and General Wellington ... A cold wind blew and the leaves rustled, interrupting my thoughts. I had a cold war, and my mind was much clearer: no, I must not shrink back, I want to take back the first place that once belonged to me. Failure only represents yesterday, it can only mean the past, and everything in the past can only be wiped out. I want to start over, face failure with a new attitude and meet the next challenge.

Tears on my face turned into a magical force and poured into my whole body. I turned on the light and the dormitory was much warmer. I looked at the test paper soaked with tears, dried my tears, held the pen, and began to sum up seriously, looking for the reasons for the failure ... I want this failure to be my motivation.

Outside the window, the bright moonlight streamed thousands of miles, and the stars did not know when to emerge. I blinked my naughty eyes and a bright smile appeared on my face.

This composition about the moon is 500 words.

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I especially liked the moon when I was a child. Listening to the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon and WU GANG chopping osmanthus trees, and looking at the golden moon, many longings and wishes will rise in my heart. Gradually, I became good friends with the moon. I always tell her, and she always listens quietly. She won't go out without hearing like my brother and sister, and she won't lecture me from time to time like my parents. She always listens quietly and makes me feel better every time. But that time, I was at odds with the moon ... that night, I watched the moon alone in the yard. Somehow, a strong desire rose in my heart: to touch the moon. I looked up at my friends in the air again. Oh, she is smiling at me: "Come on, good friend?" So I started to run to the highest mountain in the village. Look up, the moon is racing with me! Ah, it's time to climb the mountain! Moon, I'm almost there. You must hurry! It's dark on both sides of the mountain road, and there are strange noises from time to time, so scary! In normal times, I would cry with fear, but now I am not afraid, there is the moon! Mom says the moon is the purest, and everything is afraid of it. So, I rushed to the top of the mountain at a faster speed. Ouch! I twisted my foot. It hurts! Be strong, come on, run, the moon must have reached the top of the mountain, I have to hurry! Finally, I rushed to the top of the mountain and looked around. Hey, where's the moon? Finally, I found her on my head. I quickly waved to the moon, come down quickly, moon, I have arrived. But she ignored me and looked at the distance with her head held high. Later, my parents came and dragged me home to practice. I sobbed and went back to my room and looked at the moon again. She pulled a cloud, blushed and kept apologizing to me. I don't care! I always say that you are my good friend, but you won't even let me touch it. I will never be with you again! So, I closed the window angrily, but she sent a beautiful smiling face from the window. Now, when I grow up, I know I can't blame the moon. So I forgave her. At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that when I grow up, I must drive a spaceship to the moon, not only to touch her personally, but also to dress her in green clothes. Moon, wait for me!

5. Write the composition of the moon in 500 words.

The future moon

One morning, the computer wave woke me up, and it suddenly occurred to me that the director of the moon invited us to the moon and there was a special plane to pick us up. It is really exciting! I finished washing quickly, and the microcomputer robot prepared a delicious and nutritious breakfast for me. I called the team leader with an LCD phone and asked him when the plane would arrive. The captain said, "It's almost there." Hearing this, I quickly hung up the phone and buried myself in breakfast. I have to drive my new car "Yin Chao 4". Suddenly, I arrived at the airport and saw a luxury spaceship landing slowly. The hatch opened and the moon ball came out to shake hands with me. Then I went into the hatch with him. I was greeted by Chang 'e and Yutu. They played games with me ... after a while, the moon. I was surprised at what I saw. There is not a scrap of paper, peel and plastic bag on the ground ... I thought to myself that people on the moon have a strong sense of environmental protection. We ate plates at the Moon Hotel, where the food was original. After lunch, I went to school with the ball manager. As soon as I got there, I was turned back by a dazzling light! The team leader explained: This school is just a big star. We carved the door into a school. I went to school with the captain. There are safety facilities inside, and there are sponge railings next to the playground. ...

In the evening, I went home reluctantly. When I was leaving, the captain gave me a box of friendship, which represented our eternal friendship.

6. The composition about the moon is more than 500 words.

At the desk window tonight, I look up at the bright moon in the sky, emitting soft light, staring at the crystal clear moon, and my thoughts gallop with me in the dissolved moonlight!

One autumn, I traveled with my friends, and the bus was on the way from Nepal to Shigatse, Tibet on the Sino-Nepalese highway. There is no cloud in Wan Li outside the window, and the blue sky is reflected on the green plateau, which is particularly empty. The scenery outside the window is like a flowing gallery of nature, changing alternately. Because it is located on the plateau, the sunset quietly disappears in the distant west near ten o'clock in the evening. A bright moon has hidden on the horizon. As night falls, the mirror-like moon hangs high in the dark night sky, water pours quietly on the earth, and a thin layer of smoke rises on the earth, making this uninhabited plateau even more desolate.

The night outside the carriage is as cold as water, and everything is silent; The carriage was so quiet that only a few tired passengers were taking a nap. The light and shadow of the moon swept the carriage, shaking one bright and one dark. At this scene, suddenly, a strong homesickness came to mind. It was the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month. On this festive day, I am very happy to spend time with my family.

At this moment, I realized why the ancients were so full of emotions when they faced the bright moon in a different place!

When I was a child, I believed that there were myths in the moon, such as Chang 'e, Jade Rabbit and WU GANG cutting down osmanthus trees. When I grow up, I understand that people worship the moon devoutly on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival. It turns out that they have their hopes for this full moon. Maybe the reality really disappointed them, so they entrusted their ideals to the illusory sky.

Bright moonlight covers the earth, romantic national feelings and beautiful fairy tales make the moon more round! Brighter! More beautiful!

7. Composition describing the moon (500 words)

1. Moon, I want to tell you.

On that dark night, aren't you the only one who accompanied us, gave us light and lit up the road ahead of us?

Moon, I want to tell you that your flawless light has given us peace of mind, sureness, confidence and courage.

Moon, I want to tell you, I still remember that it was my first night walk, and some people were drinking in the street stalls, which made me feel extremely scared. It was summer, and besides squeaking, there were two rows of "soldiers" standing neatly to light the way for me. Who else? I thought you were the only one left. I couldn't help shivering as the cars on the road sped away. It's a little cold to wear shorts this summer night. Ignorant modern people do not know how to cherish the world created by their ancestors. A pile of rubbish on the roadside gives off an unpleasant smell. At this time, there was a light shining on me, which made me feel warm instantly. The moon is you, which makes me forget everything around me. Only you and I have become the whole world. After you shine, you make me feel warm. You have no strong appearance. Unlike the sun and sunlight, we dare not look directly at it. Unlike you, you give off a slight warmth and gentle light, which makes us feel warm. You are like a big sister, let me tell you the truth.

Moon, I want to ask you, what is around you and what kind of world is it? Can you tell me? If you become a child, I believe you are more naive than anyone else; If you become a worker, I believe you are more practical and capable than anyone else; If you become a parent, I believe you are kinder and kinder than anyone else. In fact, I have always regarded you as a girl a few years older than me, because only in this way can I sit down quietly and point to you.

Moon, I want to tell you where you really are. Is it far from me?

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On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I looked up at the sky and saw a full moon, but it was not the bright full moon we often say. There are layers of clear clouds in the sky, like smoke and fog, shrouded in moonlight. The halo of the moon is just the matchmaker between the full moon and the clear cloud. Holding it between the two, it is charming without usurping the role of master.

Some people say that the new moon is like a bud, the half moon is like a gourd ladle, and the full moon is like a bright eye. It seems that it is really inappropriate to use a full moon with bright eyes in the Mid-Autumn Festival. There is a proverb that says "Yun Zheyue is on August 15th". Clouds are born and the moon is hidden, mysterious and blurred. Although the full moon of this Mid-Autumn Festival is not as good as that in the eyes of Xi Zi, it has a unique atmosphere.

I would like to walk in the clouds with the moon and listen to her telling ancient legends; I would also like to stand in a quiet place and stare quietly. However, all this turned into soft moonlight on me. This is a real contact and a blessing from an old friend. Many people are willing to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival indoors, but I prefer to listen to the song of the moon on a quiet night, on a high balcony, or outdoors, and feel that "the dew in the moon is clear until night".

I have read the poem "A family didn't take a private photo until the end of the day" in Cao Song's Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon in the Tang Dynasty, and I have also read the poem "Emei Mountain Moon Song" by Li Bai, "Emei Mountain is half full of autumn, and Qiang water falls flat. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, missing Yuzhou. There is also Mr. Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond. Among these rare masterpieces, Cao Song's poems express injustice, Emei Mountain's monthly songs express the thoughts of old friends, and Mr. Zhu's articles express sadness. They all write about the moon. The selflessness and fairness of the moon shine on the earth, and the faint moonlight of the moon gives people comfort, even though they are not all full moons in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon has always been a symbol of missing, gentleness and tranquility. Especially in the Mid-Autumn Festival, how many poets see things and write down masterpieces handed down from generation to generation; How many parting people are disappointed. But I'm not so sad. I remember the earthquake in Taiwan Province Province, which touched me and the hearts of hundreds of millions of people in China, and let warm love cross the ocean. The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival seems to be crying silently for this touching move. She, a busy messenger, conveys the comfort of the people of the motherland through her. Then, what originally symbolizes missing, gentleness, beauty and tranquility should be added with care and help, so that helpless people can think of hope and the beauty of tomorrow when they see her. Although this moonlight is not as hot as the sun, it can arouse more associations-in times of difficulty, someone must extend a selfless hand to help you and warm you. This association is not secular begging, but the nature of our young life on the earth-humanity. All rivers run into the sea, and the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon seems to be a calm sea, absorbing everyone's thoughts. In her gentleness and quietness, the waves of thoughts are slowly released and turned into groups around her. This is the artistic conception, injecting new symbols.

May this artistic conception cleanse my old thoughts and wash away the injustice in the world. Maybe you still have some old ideas about this full moon, my friend. Please open the floodgate of your mind, think about tomorrow and your own "heart moon".

8. A composition with the theme of the moon is 500 words.

The moon grows with me.

In the dark blue night sky, there is a bright light, faint, bright and flawless, that is the moon, my favorite moon.

It lit up the dark blue night sky, and it lit up the hope in my heart. "squeak" and "quack, quack, quack" ... insects are playing beautiful ensembles in the moonlight, telling the beautiful moon in summer.

When I was young, I often played at night. Little friends came one after another, playing hide-and-seek with me, and jumping the tendon of cowhide. The summer heat suddenly disappeared, leaving only a cool and gentle breeze. "Once upon a time, there was a man named Chang 'e ..." Grandma hugged me and told me the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon. I listened quietly and thought to myself: Chang 'e is so powerful that I can go to the moon. I want to fly, too, to the pure white moon.

"Baby!" A soft voice interrupted my reverie. I looked up and it was grandma! Grandma smiled at me, patted me on the shoulder and went on telling the story.

I fell asleep slowly, and the soft silver light of the moon shone on my face, and a sweet smile appeared on my face. We used to lie prone on the green grass, holding our chins in our hands and admiring the round moon.

"Wow, if only I were a little witch and flew to the moon on a broom!"

"Yes, yes, maybe Chang 'e is still on the moon. I must go to see her. " The crisp laughter of friends came from the night sky.

In this way, the moon is missing and round, and I grew up with it.

Whenever night falls, I will look at the white moon in the night sky from time to time and think of catching insects, playing hide-and-seek and making wisecracks in the moonlight when I was a child. ...

It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, and the silver moonlight bathes me in the cool autumn night. I lean against the window and look at the bright moon, thinking of my childhood friends who have gone far away, and thinking of the children in Taiwan Province Province on the other side of the strait. "oh! I hope people will live for a long time, and everything is beautiful thousands of miles away. ...

9. The composition about the moon is 400-500 words.

The moon, like a shy girl, shyly exposed half her face from behind the mountain, peeped into the world secretly and found nothing, only to appear in the sky sparkly. It is crystal clear and pure, as beautiful as a crystal ball; It is radiant, like a bright lamp, very bright.

There is endless silence all around, and there is no wind blowing among the leaves. The crescent moon is like a half-circle gold ring, and the small white flowers are like big stars embedded in the deep blue sky. The brightness of the moon reflects the surroundings into colorful halos, from deep to shallow, with or without. Unlike the sunset glow, it is more elegant; Not as bright as the sunset, only give you a little joy, and a little sadness.

Ah, Mingyue, how many people have imagined you? Chang 'e stole the fairy medicine and lived in the lonely Guanghan Palace. WU GANG was punished to cut down osmanthus trees there forever. Xiaoyu rabbit plays for Chang 'e in Guanghan Palace. Chang 'e is the only one in the cold Guanghan Palace, and everyone has forgotten her. How I want to be with Chang 'e, to comfort the suffering WU GANG, and to visit the lovely little Jade Rabbit in Doby! But you are still so far away. I want to borrow the wings of geese to fly to your arms at happy moments, but geese can't fly that high; I want to build a bridge with a rainbow to visit your charming daughter, but when the rainbow appears, you don't know where it is.

Looking at this round moon, I can't help but think of a poem: the foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

The sea is blue and the mountains are brown ... Compared with the color, the moon is far less than Shanghai and the mountains, but I like the moon very much.

10. Write the composition of the moon in 500 words.

The night was quiet, and a cool breeze blew from the window, gently brushing my face.

Lying in bed, I can't sleep, the black sky, a few scattered stars, shining with faint light. Among them, there is a silver moon-15 summer night moon. She has a kind and gentle smile on her bright face. A few gray thin clouds surround the moon, like gauze. After a while, a breeze blew, making the clouds dance like fairies in the wind. Moonlight shines on the tulips in front of the window, and the flowers look even more charming. The moonlight shone like frost on the windowsill, and I remembered the poem "So bright light shines on the foot of my bed, is there frost already?" Written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The bright moonlight and the cool night wind blend together, which makes people feel very comfortable …

I watched, not only in awe of the moon. She, unknown, always comes out in the dark and gives all her possessions, such as moonlight, to people so that they can find their way in the dark. Many poets describe her in their poems, but she is not proud at all. Is her spirit worthless?

I went downstairs because I wanted to see the moon more carefully, but I didn't have the courage, let alone go out alone in this dark night. But the moon seems to know, use her light to help me light up the road ahead.

Walking on the road, I really hope the moon will not leave me. I looked up and saw the moon following me. I think she is afraid that I will get lost. I tried to get rid of her, but she was always with me. Ah! The heart of the moon is exactly the same as her appearance!

After a while, I found that the moonlight was gone. When I took a closer look, it turned out that the moon was hidden in the clouds. I am in a hurry. How can I go home without the moon? I tried to run forward, wondering if I could draw the moon, but I couldn't see it …

I stood on the grass, disappointed and anxious. Suddenly, the moonlight shone on me. I looked up and saw the moon! So she didn't leave, she was playing hide-and-seek with me!

In this way, the moon sent me home and we reluctantly left each other.