200 words of lyric fragments of borrowing scenery

200 words of lyric fragments of borrowing scenery

The sunset quietly covered half of my face.

Along the ancient road outside the wall, I am looking for happiness I have never felt before, and I have no clue ... The air is mixed with the smell of grass, brewing a touch of sweetness, and a gentle breeze is coming; Willow playfully scratched the lake with beautiful long hair, and the lake finally smiled. Listen carefully to the call of nature, stop and watch, and immerse yourself in the poetry of half a river.

The lush trees set off the blue sky and white clouds. I can't help feeling: is the sky lonely, too? Smile, shake your head, chant: a row of egrets are sunny, two orioles are singing green willows ... The flowers competing to open gently twist their emotional bodies, and the flowers in bud are not to be outdone, sucking the aura of everything on the earth ... Everything is shrouded in the sunset, and the afterglow seems to cover up the enthusiasm of the whole village.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. Throughout the ages, many heroic scholars have expressed their heartfelt wishes. Then why not cherish the first ray of sunshine at dawn? Is this the unique beauty of dusk that people want? The answer is no, of course. Listen! Nature says: human beings-cherish time, don't wait for regret, you know, an old heart will not be restored because of your pleading.

It will benefit a lot to stop and listen to inspiration from nature once in a while.

Ask for a 200-word lyric article about our mother river, the Yangtze River. Whether lyrical or narrative, I will sharpen a pair of soaring wings, standing at the source of the Yangtze River and on the Gladin Winter Snow Peak in Tanggula! Take off from here, I will arrive, arrive at the singing Yangtze River.

From night to dawn: Who is in the stormy waves on the surging Yangtze River? It's a quiet night, Liu has gone away ... The world is sleeping, and Jiang Tao is delivering the singer's voice.

The Yangtze River flows downstream and then upstream, and generations of scholars follow the Yangtze River like chasing dreams. However, who can be luckier than Liu, walking with the Yangtze River and singing with it! Let me turn into a drop of water, melt into the Yangtze River, and blend with Liu's singing.

Don't hover on the wings soaring between towering peaks and snow-capped mountains.

Tuotuo River flows down, magnificent glacier water, Tongtian River is the cradle of your childhood, calm and peaceful ... attractive blue and golden sand grains are scattered under your feet; Water soul, don't stay; Going south, Jinsha River is accompanied by Lancang River and Nujiang River. Turn east, like a tiger leaping over a gorge-you are resolute and tenacious; Since then, you have become the affectionate blood of the Yangtze River, rushing to the sea and running all the way, breaking through cliffs and reefs; Chuanjiang, Jingjiang, Xunyang, Yangtze River ... You sang all the way and ran east.

Run to the sea, mountains and valleys can't stop your progress! Cross the Hengduan Mountains, Minjiang River, Tuojiang River, Jialing River and Wujiang River to join your March.

Gather the river and surge forward. No one is more irresistible and eloquent than you.

Wushan mountain stands in front, as if blocking your way; Swallowing mountains and rivers, you split the tiger in the road with majestic momentum, break through the towering Kuimen and seize the road in the mountains.

The world-famous Three Gorges, Qutang Gorge, Wuxia Gorge and Xiling Gorge were thus produced in the great flow of your army.

All these waters come together and sing a swan song to the sea. I have to listen! No, I want to run to the sea, too

Running to the sea is running to the stars in the night sky! Water Soul: Before that, I yearned for the sea and dreamed that the sea would follow the sea ... A soul without action is a sleeping soul! For this reason, my tears are more salty than sea water.

Come from the water and go to the sea with all your heart.

I can't stop the thrilling Three Gorges.

The danger of Qutang is better than a hundred prisons! In the gorge where the torrent is surging, the boulder is facing the route, and the water rushes straight to the gorge, and the huge waves collide with the boulder, splashing countless bubbles! What if it's a boat? A ship with an arrow that leaves the string must be shattered when it meets a huge reef! An old ballad is being sung: the black giant reef is as big as a horse, and the Qutang can't go down; The black giant reef is as big as a monkey, and Qutang can't swim; The black giant reef is as big as a turtle, and the winding pond cannot be returned; The black giant reef is as big as an elephant, and the Qutang can't get up ... When Liu visited the Three Gorges, the giant reef was blown up.

In the turbulent rapids, the river forms numerous eddies, and ships gallop through them. The waves are like thunder. Listening to the sound of running water, Liu was deeply touched.

There are cliffs on both sides and a winding and narrow river in the middle; The river turned with the wall, and let me drive into Qutang Gorge written by Liu: the purple peaks set off the clouds, like the flash of ruby reflected from a deep valley.

We seem to have entered the realm of myth: the river is colorful, the stones on both sides are reflected like ink; The nearby mountains are as green as jade.

With the passage of time, the red mist in front is getting redder and brighter.

There is a graceful Nvshen Peak in red mist, and red mist turned out to be thousands of strong sunshine.

Without Liu, how could I see such a beautiful Yangtze River! In fact, the beauty of Qutang Gorge lies in its precipitousness.

Most books about Qutang Gorge describe its steep cliffs and billowing waves. The so-called feeling of "rowing from the hole" may be the feeling of going to hell, and "Kuimen" means "the gate of hell" or "the gate of hell"! If Qutang Gorge is a city gate, then Wuxia Gorge is a winding corridor on the river.

The boat turns with the mountain, and Wuxia unfolds a wonderful scenery for you.

The peaks on both sides of the strait are like screens, in various poses and continuous; There are twelve peaks in Wushan, and the peaks are absolutely unique. No wonder people give them beautiful stories and plots.

Let me stop for a moment. On this sunny morning, I want to be the eternal rock of the Three Gorges, standing like goddess peak! The shining road rippled with waves.

In Liu's eyes, the Three Gorges is only steep, not ferocious.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, there are endless majestic green peaks ... The goshawk hovers over the high gorge, and Jiang Tao follows the mountain, with mountains and clouds, sunshine and water intertwined.

Liu is so close to nature that water, sky, wind and fog are integrated.

Dawn is just around the corner, and a solemn and beautiful emotion fills Liu's heart. Isn't this how life fights, sails and walks through the night to the dawn? Liu realized that the development and change of this great era is like a torrent in the Yangtze River.

Look at thousands of rivers in Ma Benteng, forming 1000 or 10000 eddies, and the Xiling Gorge with many beaches and fast flowing water, you have to be thrilling.

Why am I still addicted to the scenery? The Yangtze River written by Liu is extremely magnificent, so I don't need to say anything more.

You must return to water, to the spirit of water, to the spirit of the Yangtze River! And how can I describe the Yangtze River in the new era? The Yangtze River crossed Tibet in Qinghai, ran to Sichuan via Yunnan, ran to Hubei and Hunan, swam to Jiangxi and Anhui, and reached Shanghai, Jiangsu, where thousands of rivers converged and flowed, and Wan Li made an expedition to the East China Sea.

The essence of water is convergence, and the essence of river is running. They don't want to be rocks and monuments, but go straight to the sea wholeheartedly! Like the coagulation of fresh blood, the Yangtze River traverses east and west to drive north and south, the delta economy with Shanghai as the center, the central China economy with Wuhan as the center, and the southwest economy with Chongqing as the center ... The Yangtze River is radiating the surrounding world with its powerful brilliance.

"Land of Abundance", "Land of Abundance" and "Paradise on Earth", the modern life and information construction on both sides of the Yangtze River are changing with each passing day.

Gezhouba, Three Gorges Project, South-to-North Water Transfer Project ... The times are singing! Sing the Yangtze River with blood and life.

I met Liu on the Yangtze River, our mother river. Three Days on the Yangtze River is a lyric and historical statement of the times.

From the older generation of artists, I learned the noble and beautiful humanistic character and the essence of artistic creation! At this time, the whole nature is integrated with me, and the Yangtze River echoes in my chest.

Let me take off my wings, return to my id, and complete my life with Comrade Liu. ...

There is a big lawn in the southeast corner of the park, which is very beautiful.

I came to the lawn and saw white clouds floating in the blue sky in the distance.

There are two big trees behind the lawn with green leaves, which look like a big mushroom and a castle from a distance.

Between the branches and leaves, a group of birds are singing.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rustled, like the accompaniment of birds.

There is a colorful meadow under the tree.

There are white peony flowers, white as white clouds.

There are pink peach blossoms, pink as a chardonnay.

There are green peony flowers, as green as a piece of jade.

There is a small lake in front of the lawn. The lake is as calm as a big mirror.

Several ducklings came down from the shore and swam freely in the lake.

The lake is rippling, I'll go and see it. I am fat for a while and thin for a while. Like a mirror, the small fish in the lake swim around.

Shrimp "runs around" in the lake, as if playing hide-and-seek with me.

Little tadpoles swim around looking for their mother.

I can't help admiring: "The scenery in the park is really beautiful!" ...

I lost the 200 field of lyric composition by borrowing scenery for several days, and my troubles entangled me like cobwebs-I have to upgrade my exam again.

My mind is full of homework, which is very dull. Looking down is right: books are made of wood. If it is too much, it is natural.

Walking in the sun, my feelings began to recover: the street was warm, and everything around me was so fresh and beautiful, as if I were a baby who had just arrived in this world-at this time, I felt that I was really a genius, and the baby was really a baby who had just landed, panting ... Suddenly, I froze there.

In my nose, I can clearly smell a trace of fragrance, faint and full of expanding desire, which permeates every place.

Surprised, I looked around.

The upper layer of the roadside locust tree is full of flowers: the low one stands on the wall and can reach it, and the high one just looks up; Openness is supporting the flower sac, fragrance is not reserved, not open, but also bathed in sunshine, brewing hard, brewing.

Yes, the Sophora japonica is in bloom.

I found that the new green of the first grass this year seemed to be yesterday.

My heart can't help but tremble: time is inadvertently flowing and never looking back.

Bloom's flowers are falling, and there is a long way to go. How many times have you stopped to look at the flowers around you? On the one-way street of life, have you noticed the scenery passing by outside the window? Didn't you just feel uneasy about the exam? Life can't just be an ascetic.

Because the flowers that bloom in the morning will be picked at night. What a sad change!

In the evening of the harbor, the afterglow of the sunset dyed the whole sky red, and the sea was covered with a golden glow. With the ups and downs of the waves, Poseidon proudly showed off its gorgeous sparkling phosphorescence.

In the sea, groups of fish are swimming and chasing happily, jumping the light body out of the sea from time to time.

On the sea, thousands of boats rushed to the fishing ground like arrows, stirring up colorful waves.

Magnificent machine sound, crisp voice and melodious fishing songs are mixed together, coming with the wind and melting into a beautiful movement, touching the heartstrings ... Ah! The night in the harbor is so beautiful! However, I have no intention of enjoying these beautiful scenery, because the wild geese flying freely in the sky have deeply attracted me.

Look! Her plump feathers are so beautiful in the sun! Her movements of soaring in the sky, diving under the sea and gliding freely are so flexible! Her flapping posture is so beautiful! Ah! How charming everything about her is! I looked at her with rapt attention, and my mind was completely occupied by her.

I looked at it greedily, and a wonderful idea came to my mind: "Tian Yan, your appearance is so beautiful, your posture is so beautiful, then your heart must be very kind, and your heart must be beautiful;" I envy you so much that you will be willing to fly to my side.

"Goose seems to see through my mind, circled in the air several times, called a few times, and then flew to me gently.

Ah, she really flew to me.

A wave of joy swept over my heart.

I opened my arms and couldn't help seeing her.

Look, how pure, docile and human this wild goose is! She stood on my arm, her eyes looked at me tenderly, her mouth kept kissing my hand, her wings swayed gently and she poured out her inner feelings to me.

At the moment, she looks more beautiful.

I gently stroked her feathers with my hand, and the wave of happiness kept pounding my heart. Ah, my heart is drunk! In an uncontrollable expulsion, I want to kiss her feathers with my mouth and pour all my love into her.

However, she refused my request and suddenly broke my hand and flew into the sky like an arrow.

I paused and rushed to her, but it was too late.

Watching her fly away, I lost my mind and chased after the waves in despair.

"Wild goose, wild goose ..." I called her name while chasing, but there was no response. She didn't even look back, flying farther and farther, slowly disappearing into the sky.

Suddenly, I lost control and fell into the vast sea.

Ah, my heart is broken.

I don't know how long it took, but the impact of the waves made me wake up and looked at myself like a drowned rat, feeling extremely sad and at a loss.

I let go of my throat and poured out my inner grief and indignation to this boundless sea crazily! Ah! Tian Yan, why did you abandon me so cruelly? Why do you want to light the fire in my heart warmly, but you want to put it out coldly! Ah! Why is your mood so elusive! Why are you acting so inexplicably! ..... The sun went down, the glow disappeared, the fish disappeared, and the boat left. Tian Yan didn't know where to fly? The rest is terrible night, vast sea, desolate waves and poor me.

I endure great grief. I wander alone on this boundless beach with the impact of the waves, feeling like the waves of the sea.

I want to write a lyric composition of about 200 words. Who can help me? Cherry blossoms are beautiful, noble and pure. I like cherry blossoms.

Cherry blossoms grow in areas with extreme cold tolerance and love to bask in the sun.

Its branches grow everywhere without laws and principles, so it never binds itself or restricts itself. It is precisely because its branches grow at will that it presents a unique and charming posture.

Different varieties of cherry blossoms have different leaves, some are green and smooth, some are lux and rough, some are green inside, and the edges are red ... The bark of cherry blossoms is dark brown, which is why it is decorated with pink cherry petals. Nevertheless, it can't hide its temperament and true colors anyway.

There are three or five cherry blossom petals in an umbrella, and the sepals spread horizontally, emitting a faint floral fragrance ... Cherry blossoms symbolize warmth, nobility and purity. After the severe winter, they first bring people the breath of spring, but they die quietly.

Cherry blossoms are brilliant, pure and beautiful. Even if they die, they leave heroically.

Cherry blossoms will not pollute the soil when they fall, so they are crisp, neat and decisive! However, the fading of cherry blossoms is beautiful. Its departure gives people a beautiful feeling, and it dedicated its life to people.

It is precisely because of this that cherry blossoms symbolize those who have sacrificed for the benefit of the people and dedicated their youth to the progress of the motherland.

Cherry blossoms symbolize those soldiers who defend the motherland, are not afraid of sacrifice and fight against the enemy.

They spilled blood on the land of the motherland, fought tenaciously, defended the territorial integrity of the motherland, and showed no mercy to those invaders.

They are not afraid of death, even if they die, they will die a fair death, a glorious death and a heroic death! Cherry blossoms also symbolize hard-working and obscure teachers who impart knowledge to children.

They dedicated their youth to their students. In order to let them learn more knowledge, they never feel tired or bitter, but take pains to answer students' doubts and tell them the truth of being a man.

Teachers are like cherry blossoms, sacrificing their youth and dedicating their knowledge to students.

Cherry blossoms also symbolize those who least seek fame and fortune and do not go along with the villains.

They are honest and upright, live aboveboard and open-minded, and they despise those who are afraid of death and only care about fame and wealth, because their quality is noble and their souls are pure.

I like cherry blossoms, not only because of its beautiful appearance, but also because of its unique characters, and because of its symbolic significance, because it symbolizes those who are not afraid of difficulties, brave in sacrifice and dedication and noble quality. ...

Borrow scenery lyric composition 200 words! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Urgent composition 1: The moon is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival in China on August 15 every year.

Ah! The long-awaited Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived unconsciously! When it was getting dark, our family went out to enjoy the moon together.

I am looking forward to it. The moon seems to be playing hide-and-seek with me, hiding behind Sister Yun like a shy little girl.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, the moon doll appeared quietly, and our whole family was in high spirits! Wow! What a beautiful night! The moon looks very round and bright! Like a big disk, dotted in the dark night sky.

At this time, a poem came to my mind: I didn't know the moon when I was a child, and it was called a white jade plate.

Can't help but say.

The overflowing moonlight, like a fairy, sprinkled gold powder on the ground, and even the small gravel on the ground became bright.

...

200 words of lyric composition by borrowing scenery, showing strong quality 200 words of lyric composition by borrowing scenery cherry blossoms are beautiful and noble, and I love cherry blossoms.

Cherry blossoms grow in areas with extreme cold tolerance and love to bask in the sun.

Its branches grow everywhere without laws and principles, so it never binds itself or restricts itself. It is precisely because its branches grow at will that it presents a unique and charming posture.

Different varieties of cherry blossoms have different leaves, some are green and smooth, some are lux and rough, some are green inside, and the edges are red ... The bark of cherry blossoms is dark brown, which is why it is decorated with pink cherry petals. Nevertheless, it can't hide its temperament and true colors anyway.

There are three or five cherry blossom petals in an umbrella, and the sepals spread horizontally, emitting a faint floral fragrance ... Cherry blossoms symbolize warmth, nobility and purity. After the severe winter, they first bring people the breath of spring, but they die quietly.

Cherry blossoms are brilliant, pure and beautiful. Even if they die, they leave heroically.

Cherry blossoms will not pollute the soil when they fall, so they are crisp, neat and decisive! However, the fading of cherry blossoms is beautiful. Its departure gives people a beautiful feeling, and it dedicated its life to people.

It is precisely because of this that cherry blossoms symbolize those who have sacrificed for the benefit of the people and dedicated their youth to the progress of the motherland.

Cherry blossoms symbolize those soldiers who defend the motherland, are not afraid of sacrifice and fight against the enemy.

They spilled blood on the land of the motherland, fought tenaciously, defended the territorial integrity of the motherland, and showed no mercy to those invaders.

They are not afraid of death, even if they die, they will die a fair death, a glorious death and a heroic death! Cherry blossoms also symbolize hard-working and obscure teachers who impart knowledge to children.

They dedicated their youth to their students. In order to let them learn more knowledge, they never feel tired or bitter, but take pains to answer students' doubts and tell them the truth of being a man.

Teachers are like cherry blossoms, sacrificing their youth and dedicating their knowledge to students.

Cherry blossoms also symbolize those who least seek fame and fortune and do not go along with the villains.

They are honest and upright, live aboveboard and open-minded, and they despise those who are afraid of death and only care about fame and wealth, because their quality is noble and their souls are pure.

I like cherry blossoms, not only because of its beautiful appearance, but also because of its unique characters, and because of its symbolic significance, because it symbolizes those who are not afraid of difficulties, brave in sacrifice and dedication and noble quality. ...

Looking up at the big tree, 200 words borrowing scenery to express feelings, there is a big tree to shelter you from the wind and rain; There is a big tree to shelter you from the hot sun. This is an eternal tree, a selfless tree, an old tree, and it is just your parents. What about you? It's a small tree under a big tree.

Regardless of the wind and rain, regardless of the cold and heat, this big tree always persists, caring for you with sweat and nurturing you with painstaking efforts until the big tree dies and withers until the small tree becomes mature and lush. At this time, while the small tree becomes mature, the big tree slowly comes to an end and survives.

When you were a child, your parents gave you a good one to enjoy the spring-like love. You accepted it gladly, because you were ignorant and didn't know how to cherish it, and it was broken at once. My parents didn't punish you, they just laughed.

I don't know how to cherish until I am old, but time waits for no one! When parents are old, they will go to another world, leaving you only a kind smile. At this time, you are mature and lush, and you know the preciousness of love and time waits for no one ... These truths are all told by your parents bit by bit ... They also said that there is a big tree that will always shelter you from the wind and rain.

Yes, there is an eternal tree that always cares for you and cares for you.

...

The sixth grade composition is based on trees, and there is a big tree to shelter you from the wind and rain. There is a big tree to shelter you from the hot sun. This is an eternal tree, a selfless tree, an old tree, and it is just your parents. What about you? It's a small tree under a big tree.

Regardless of the wind and rain, regardless of the cold and heat, this big tree always persists, caring for you with sweat and nurturing you with painstaking efforts until the big tree dies and withers until the small tree becomes mature and lush. At this time, while the small tree becomes mature, the big tree slowly comes to an end and survives.

When you were a child, your parents gave you a good one to enjoy the spring-like love. You accepted it gladly, because you were ignorant and didn't know how to cherish it, and it was broken at once. My parents didn't punish you, they just laughed.

I don't know how to cherish until I am old, but time waits for no one! When parents are old, they will go to another world, leaving you only a kind smile. At this time, you are mature and lush, and you know the preciousness of love and time waits for no one ... These truths are all told by your parents bit by bit ... They also said that there is a big tree that will always shelter you from the wind and rain.

Yes, there is an eternal tree that always cares for you and cares for you.

You can choose a few articles yourself! I have experienced many things, many of which are happy, moving and sad ... among so many things, there is one thing that I will never forget.

It happened a few days ago with some friends.

That day, a dry mother woke me up from bed. As soon as I turned over and looked at the clock, I couldn't help crying. "Oh, no, it's nine o'clock. I have an appointment with my classmates to meet in the store at 9: 30. "

"Say that finish, I jumped out of bed, finished washing, then hurriedly stripped a few mouthfuls of breakfast and rushed out of the door.

The weather is particularly good this day. The warm sunshine spilled down and made my body warm.

But I didn't care about the beautiful scenery along the way. I just run with my head down. I suddenly turned around and saw a stranger walking slowly behind me.

I thought to myself: fortunately, it is broad daylight. I don't know what to do if it is at night.

I held my head high and drove on.

Unconsciously, I came to a crossroads of traffic lights.

It was just a red light. I was just waiting outside the zebra crossing. While waiting, I was very anxious. At this time, the stranger came to the traffic lights.

I looked at him carefully. He wears casual clothes and has a big face. His eyes are like black gems ... he doesn't seem to be a bad person, but just a passerby.

The red light started flashing, and then a child ran off the road. At this time, a big truck came running, and I thought to myself: If the truck hits the child, the child will die of heart disease.

At this critical moment, passers-by rushed out and pushed the child away. The child saved the day, but passers-by were hit by a big truck and flew out.

At this time, the car stopped, and many people got together and surrounded it.

Soon the traffic police uncle came and the ambulance came ... Second, last year1February 26, an important event happened-a strong earthquake occurred near Sumatra Island in the Indian Ocean, and hundreds of thousands of people died in the tsunami.

We saw the family of the deceased crying on TV. We sympathize with them very much and hope to donate money to the victims like others.

The opportunity has finally come.

One day, the head teacher asked us if we would donate, and we would bring it tomorrow morning.

We all shouted without hesitation: I donated 10 yuan, I donated 40 yuan, I donated 50 yuan, and I donated all my pocket money ... At this moment, I saw Xiao Dan with his head down and silent.

Xiao Dan's father died when he was eight years old, and his mother was a mental patient. She can only live on the factory's monthly subsidy of more than RMB 100, and she eats tofu and vegetables every day.

Many of her clothes and shoes were given to her by kind people.

I thought: she will definitely not donate.

But the next day she took five dollars to donate.

Five dollars is nothing to others, but it is equal to her breakfast for five days, or even three meals for five days.

Teachers and classmates all said, "Xiao Dan, if your family is poor, don't donate."

"No, I want to donate," she said. "I have food and home every day, but the victims have no food and home.

"When everyone knew that this five dollars was her garbage collection, all the students clapped their hands in unison, and some even shed tears of excitement.

This incident is really touching, and I will never forget it.

After school on March 3 1, I accidentally left my schoolbag on the school bus because of my carelessness. My parents and I are as anxious as ants on hot bricks.

At this time, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, followed by an earth-shattering thunder and a downpour.

Regardless of all this, mom and dad each took an umbrella and went straight to the parking lot of the school bus, but when they got there, they found that the school bus had already left.

What shall we do? Will the schoolbags be taken away? There is still a lot of homework to do ... a series of ideas keep pouring into my mind. My parents seemed to see my idea, so they tried their best to find the leader of the school bus driver, but the leader said that they would have to wait for the school bus for two hours before coming back.

No way, mom and dad had to hold an umbrella and wait silently where the school bus came in.

At this time, I found that my parents' clothes were all wet and my mother's body was still shaking. I was so moved that I almost shed tears and thought: I really have a good father and mother! Two hours later, the schoolbag finally returned to my hand.

I still can't forget it! On April night, Saturday, it was cloudy, and it rained in Mao Mao from time to time.

A group of domestic swallows are playing carefree on the road.

Suddenly a big truck roared by, and my heart tightened and I couldn't help but close my eyes. I know something bad is going to happen.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a swallow slowly falling to the ground, and another swallow a little older than it came over in shock.

It pecked at the dying swallow again and again, cried again and again, and kept flapping its wings, as if to say, "wake up, stand up and be strong, partner."

"Swallow indifferent.

Finally, the swallow was disappointed. It left a few steps and looked back at the poor swallow, hoping that it would come back to life, but the swallow had been lying there motionless.

The bigger swallow finally gave up in despair and flew away.

The swallow told us with her life: it's dangerous here, so get out of here quickly.

Today is Sunday. It's sunny and sunny. This weather is perfect for shopping. But I have to do my homework at home. When I wrote down the words "red scarf", a familiar and moving thing came into my eyes again. It was also Sunday, and the sky was gray, like the gloomy face of God. At that time, my mother took me home as a nine-and-a-half-year-old girl because I was studying at that time. It was very late when we got home. When we stepped onto the overpass, I saw many poor people on the steps of the overpass. In our words, some of these beggars put bowls of rice on the ground, some held them in their arms, and hummed some unintelligible songs. Unfortunately, there are boys my age among the beggars. I feel a little guilty. Why can I study in the classroom? But they can only make a living by begging. I feel that my inner sympathy seems to be urging me to show my sympathy and hand those beggars some pocket money, even if it is only a dime. But I never got it. ...

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