You can't pick flowers and read your composition in the second grade.

In study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are the second-grade compositions I collected that I can't pick flowers and look at pictures, hoping to help everyone.

One sunny morning, my sister took Xiaoli for a walk in the park. The scenery in the park is really beautiful! There are grotesque rockeries, beautiful pavilions and beautiful flowers! Xiaoli quickly ran to the flower. As soon as her hand touched the petals, her sister ran to hug her and said, "Xiaoli, the flowers in the park are for tourists to enjoy. You can't pick them." After listening to her sister's words, Xiaoli bowed her head in shame and said, "Sister, I know I was wrong. I will never pick flowers again. "

My sister smiled and nodded and said, "It is a good boy to know your mistakes and correct them."

Then, they came to the pavilion on the mountain together. They stood in the pavilion and looked down the hill. There, the lake is green, the trees are lush and the flowers are in full bloom. How beautiful! Sister looked at Xiaoli, and Xiaoli also looked at her sister. Then they laughed together.

On Sunday, my mother took Xiaoli to the park to play. As soon as she entered the park, beautiful scenery unfolded in front of Xiaoli. The steep rockery is spinning like a fairy. Green grass is like spring eyebrows. White clouds, like some little goats playing in mid-air. The tall willow is shaking its long braid. "Look, there are bunches of yellow chrysanthemums!" Mother was attracted by Xiaoli's crying, and Xiaoli was trying to choose one for her mother.

Mother quickly took Xiaoli's hand and said, "Xiaoli, the flowers in the park are for everyone to see. You can't pick them." Xiaoli said to her mother in shame, "Mom, I know I was wrong." Mom said, "It's still a good boy to know your mistakes and change them."

I can't pick flowers and look at pictures in the second grade. On Sunday, it was sunny, and Xiaoli and her mother went to the park to play. All kinds of flowers in the park are in full bloom, colorful and beautiful. Xiao Li saw a bunch of very beautiful Jin Juhua. Xiaoli thinks: If she picks a flower for her mother, she will be very happy.

So Xiaoli reached out to pick flowers. When her mother saw it, she quickly said, "Xiaoli, you can't pick flowers." Flowers are alive. " Xiaoli bowed her head in shame and said, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I won't pick flowers casually in the future. " Mother said kindly, "If you make a mistake, you can correct it or be a good boy." If you care about nature, it will also give you a beautiful world. "

One sunny morning, Xiaohong said happily to her mother, "It's a beautiful day today. Shall we go to the park?" Mother smiled and said, "OK, son."

Arriving at the park, Xiaohong couldn't help saying, "The scenery here is really beautiful, with green grass, pavilions, lush trees and flowers in full bloom." Xiaohong was attracted by the fragrance of flowers. When she saw the white azaleas, she thought: What beautiful flowers! White petals are like Snow White's face. I also thought: if only I put such flowers in my beautiful little vase! Just as she stretched out her chubby little hand to pick it, her mother found her. Mother said to her, "Flowers are for others to see. You can't pick them. If you pick all the flowers, others will not see them! " "Xiaohong blushed and whispered," I see, I will never pick flowers again. " Mom smiled and said, "this is my good baby!" " "Say that finish, he walked on with red.

Senior two can't pick flowers and look at pictures. Mingming and Huahua are good friends. Today, they made an appointment to go to the children's park together after finishing their homework. ...

Aunt, I'll buy two tickets. Aunt took the money and handed the ticket to Mingming. Yao Ming took the ticket and held it tightly in his hand.

Go to the park, ah! The blue sky, dense green trees and clear and transparent lake seem to blink in the sun. Look, the beautiful and unique pavilion in the distance and the red sun hanging in the air draw a beautiful picture. The flowers on the roadside are beautiful, including white, red and yellow. They are really beautiful! Watch; Looking at it, I obviously couldn't control myself, so I broke a skill flower casually, which felt very funny. Huahua saw all this and said to Mingming seriously, "You are a young pioneer. You shouldn't pick flowers. This is immoral behavior. Besides, flowers are for people to appreciate. Fragrant smells and beautiful colors decorate the city. Flowers contribute a lot!

Hearing this, he bowed his head in shame. He stopped picking flowers. They happily went to other places to play again.

One sunny morning, Beckham woke up from a dream. Seeing that the weather is so good today, Beckham thought, "It's a beautiful day. Let's go to the park! " "Beckham quickly get dressed. After breakfast, he pulled his mother's clothes and said, "Mom, can you go to the park with me?" "All right!" Mom said with a smile.

Beckham and his mother soon came to the park. The scenery in the park is really beautiful! Clear pond, high rockery and gazebo! Beckham and his mother climbed the rockery and went to the gazebo to have a rest. I went to the pond again. There are many chrysanthemums by the pond. They are yellow, pink, red and gold like the sun. Beckham couldn't wait to run to the edge of the flower and thought, "Such a beautiful flower must be very beautiful in my room!" " "When Beckham tried to pick flowers, his mother ran to stop him. Beckham asked, "Mom, why don't you let me pick flowers?" Mom said, "This flower is for everyone to see. You can't take it for yourself. " Beckham hung his head in shame.

This time, Beckham understands that nothing is his own, and he wants to share it with everyone.

There are all kinds of flowers in the park, and those colorful flowers are beautiful. There are flowers, roses, chrysanthemums, camellias and many other flowers in the park. Suddenly, a little girl came over. She was disheveled, wearing a little pink skirt and a pair of little blue shoes. She went to the flower show. Today is her mother's birthday, she thought, and she would make a wreath of flowers for her mother. She will be very happy. So she reached out to pick flowers, but her mother came over and said, "Daughter, what are you doing here!" " "The daughter said," Mom, today is your birthday, so I want to pick some flowers here to make a wreath for my mother! " "

My mother's face turned cold when she heard this. She said to her daughter, "Don't pick flowers, flowers are alive." Hearing this, the daughter quickly said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Mom said, "Forget it! Fortunately, I didn't pick it. "

From this incident, I learned to care for flowers and trees. Because they also have life. Don't trample on the grass, don't pick small flowers, and don't scribble on the trees.