Imitation essay of 300 words

1. Imitation essay (200 to 300 words is enough)

Rainbow

After the rain, the air was very fresh and I walked out of the house. Everything had just faded away from the traces of rain. Looking up at the sky, I saw a rainbow standing in the sky.

The appearance of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and purple makes the originally gray sky have traces of sunlight, as if all the wonderful colors in the world are blooming at this moment. It is so smooth, so gentle, and does not make people feel vulgar. It floats gently in the sky, erasing the haze and decorating the sky after the rain. I looked at the rainbow and watched it slowly fade away.

The existence of the rainbow is very short, but it leaves people with the best memories. The sky and rain and dew make it so beautiful that when it disappears, it leaves no trace.

Compared to the rainbow, haven’t we been around longer? I think the meaning of life is also here. Cherish life and exert infinite value in your limited life; try your best to do everything well and make life colorful, just like a rainbow.

This is the rainbow, not about the length, but about the perfection.

The sky has cleared up, but the beautiful rainbow still stands in my mind.

(I only had a little time, so I didn’t have time to type, so I copied a copy. Hehe, it will be faster) 2. A 300-word scene composition, and then copy another one

Our building There is a beautiful small park below. Every midsummer, the green grass is decorated with roses of various colors. People passing by here will stop and praise it.

I love these lovely roses even more. When it comes to roses, everyone knows about them! Roses are the object of my praise. I know that roses symbolize long-lasting love.

Roses are colorful, red like fire, pink like clouds, white and elegant... But she is not as graceful and rich as peony; not as fragrant as sweet-scented osmanthus; Standing proudly like a chrysanthemum; not as graceful as a plum blossom, she is ordinary. Even though the peach blossoms in March are pink and gorgeous, attracting many tourists, the white roses in the yard also make me reluctant to leave. A few small white petals surround a small bud.

When you wake up early in the morning, dewdrops are rolling on the buds of roses, and the fragrance is overflowing, giving people a sense of elegance and freshness. When you peel it open, you can see that there are many slender stamens in the middle of the petals, with small light yellow dots on top.

Fluctuating in the spring breeze, white roses dance like a little girl. Ah, white rose, you did not express yourself with gorgeous colors but repaid the Spring and Autumn Period with your pure white heart.

After one night, the roses bloomed one after another. The flower is simple and elegant, with petals stacked on top of each other and rolled down slightly. Under the sunlight, the petals seem to be coated with a layer of clear oil, shiny and bright.

The whole flower held its head high, like a general who had won a battle. It greedily sucks the dew of spring and enjoys the warm sunshine.

There are golden stamens in the middle of the petals, and pollen is stuck to the top of the stamens, exuding bursts of intoxicating fragrance, attracting a group of bees to buzz around, and butterflies are flying around, accompanied by lovely roses. . The wind blew, and the roses swayed in the wind.

No matter who you are, passing by her, you will feel her smiling and nodding towards you; when you stop and admire her, you will feel the fragrance of flowers blowing against your face, refreshing. Ah, rose, although you are just an ordinary flower, you have a special spirit that makes me admire and move me. 3. A 300-word imitation essay "My Paradise"

A 300-word essay "My Paradise" Everyone has a paradise in which to grow and mature.

Today, I’m going to talk about my paradise—my grandpa’s old house. In my memory, I often played hide-and-seek with my friends. Under the table, under the bed, and even in the big tank became good places for us to hide.

As time goes by, I gradually grow up and know how to appreciate. In the morning, if you look at the green vegetable leaves, you will find a few naughty little water drops running down on the leaves.

I always hold it curiously with my hands, for fear that it will run away. When I was playing in the vegetable field, I occasionally saw my grandfather working in the field.

Whenever this happens, I always run over and ask my grandpa to play with me. Grandpa always puts down what he is doing and picks me up lovingly with his big hands.

He took me in his arms and started telling stories, usually myths or things to scare me. For example, according to legend, there is an old black wind monster in the mountains. If any child is disobedient, the black wind old monster will take him away... Whenever he says this, grandpa always laughs... I love my paradise, I love every plant and tree here, and I love my grandpa even more. 4. A 300-word essay imitating a fairy tale

Spring is a beautiful little girl walking on the earth.

When Miss Chun came to our campus, she first grabbed a bare branch and blew it gently, and the tree took out new green leaves.

Miss Chun was afraid that the tree would be too lonely, so she touched it with her finger, and there were more colorful flowers under the tree, and more chirping birds on the tree. They were all saying thank you to Miss Chun! Miss Chun left with satisfaction.

The spring girl came to the desolate field, so as soon as she flicked her sleeves, the field was covered with seedlings, and the fields were also covered with weeds, dotted with many colorful wild flowers, and butterflies and bees were busy picking them. Honey! They are all thanking Miss Chun! Miss Chun left with satisfaction. Miss Chun was tired, so she stopped.

Suddenly, her body turned into a towering tree, her face turned into colorful flowers, and her tears turned into a gurgling stream. She is integrated with nature because she belongs to nature.

(Reposted from Baidu). 5. Imitation of the composition "300 words" for the seventh lesson of Chinese language in the second volume of the third grade

In spring, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and the flowers are blooming.

I like the pear blossoms in January and the Spring Festival in February, but I like the peach blossoms in March even more. How beautiful the peach blossoms are in March! In spring, the peach blossoms in my hometown are the most beautiful. The peach blossoms that grandma planted in the garden are so beautiful that it is indescribable.

That is vast beauty; that is unknown beauty. Just after a spring rain, the peach blossoms bloomed and their petals were all over the ground.

Walking into the Peach Garden, it exudes the smell of earth. It’s been a long time since you breathed such fresh air. Compared with the city streets, grandma’s Peach Garden is like a fairyland. It will make you intoxicated. Get addicted to it. The peach blossom has five petals. It is so pink. The petals are lighter in the middle and darker outside. They have a layered feeling from shallow to deep. It is so beautiful.

Not only people today like peach blossoms, but ancient people also like peach blossoms. Peach blossoms are written in many ancient poems, and peach blossoms are painted in many paintings. Peach blossom, peach blossom, how beloved are you? Look, there are still a few budding flowers in the garden. They are pink, and they look like little girls who are shy and don’t want to see people, but most of them are in bloom. They bloom very brightly, and they open up to show off the guests. Your own beauty.

Another gust of breeze blew a peach blossom down. The ground is so big, but it happened to fall on my hand. Take a closer look, and you will definitely find the difference: it is more beautiful; It's more colorful; it's more beautiful; it's more fragrant. A small peach blossom makes me indulge in it. Is this a kind of fate between me and peach blossom? Peach blossoms, peach blossoms... The peach blossoms in spring are the most beautiful; the peach blossoms in spring are the most fragrant; the peach blossoms in spring are the most worthy of people's praise and love.

How can I forget you, the peach blossoms of my hometown... 6. 200-word excerpt of a beautiful article plus 300-word imitation

1 Original sentence: Trust often creates a beautiful state. ——"Pearl Bird"

Imitation: Respect often builds a bridge of communication

2 Original sentence: Like a shower, it is a rapid drumbeat; like a whirlwind, it is flying Tassels; like chaotic frogs, are jumping footsteps; like sparks, are gleaming pupils; like fighting tigers, are strong grace. ——"Ansai Waist Drum"

Imitation: Like thunder, it is the fierce sound of drums; Like shooting stars, it is waving drumsticks; Like mountains, it is a strong body; Like fire, it is passionate emotions ; Like lightning, it is a dancing figure.

3 Original sentence: Blow! Blowing red cuckoos, blowing green willow silk, blowing willow leaves whispering: as if telling a strange myth, whispering a song of love and sorrow; blow, blow to wake up the people who are still sleeping. ! ——"One share of spring beauty and one share of sorrow"

Imitation: Blow it! Blowing the sky blue, blowing the leaves yellow, and making the leaves dance gracefully: as if they are dancing a mysterious dance, performing a prayer of life and death; blow on, blow on the ripe fruit that is still sleeping soundly!

4 I didn’t expect that / a seed that floated from childhood / would take root in my heart - "The Other Side of the Mountain"

I didn’t Thinking of it, an inconspicuous pebble caused ripples in my heart.

5 Original sentence: The fragrance emanating from the beans and wheat on both sides of the river and the water plants at the bottom of the river is mixed with the water vapor and blows towards your face; the moonlight is dim in the water vapor. The dark undulating mountains, like the backbone of an energetic iron beast, all ran far away from the stern of the ship, but I still thought the ship was slow. ——"Social Opera"

Imitation: The scent from the lotus on the lake and the camphor on both sides is mixed in the air and comes towards you; the sun jumps on the water. The white and fluffy clouds, like the four hooves of a galloping horse, are ever-changing in the sky, but I thought the sky was still.

6 Original sentence: The roof tiles on a rainy day are floating with wet light, gray and gentle. It is dim when facing the light and dim when the backlight is on. It is a kind of low comfort to the vision. As for the rain hitting the tiles with thousands of petals, from far to near, gently, heavily, gently, there are streams of water flowing down along the tile grooves and eaves, and various percussion sounds and glide sounds are densely woven together. Net, whose thousands of fingers are on the helix of ***. "It's raining", the gentle gray beauty came, her icy delicate hands were playing with countless black and gray keys on the roof, turning noon into dusk.

——"Listen to the Cold Rain"

Imitation: The house in the snowy day shines with soft ice light, white and crystal clear. It shines when it is clear and gentle when it is cloudy and rainy. It is a kind of elegance to the eyes. enjoyment. As for the snow falling on the layers of pine trees with thousands of needles, from top to bottom, thin and thick, with traces of snow flakes falling along the trunks and needles, various large snowflakes and fine snow overlap to form a painting, who The langhao pen is swaying the landscape. "It's snowing", the beautiful winter girl is here, her white dancing shoes are spinning countless tangos and waltzes on the earth, dancing the morning into the night.

7 Original text: Rain is like silver-gray sticky spider silk, woven into a soft net, covering the entire autumn world. The sky is also dark, like the roof of an old house covered with cobwebs. The gray-white clouds piled in the sky are like white powder peeling off the roof. ——Zhang Ailing's "Autumn Rain"

Imitation: Snow, like white and smooth pieces of paper, flies into a thin veil, covering the entire winter world. The sky is also white, like a newly painted white wall in a brand new room. The looming silver moon is like a faint mark on the white wall. 7. Write a 300-word essay on plants

Today’s task outside is to observe plants. We observed many plants. , Everyone observed carefully!

The first plant I observed looked like a green onion. Half of them were red and the lower half was green. What surprised me was that there was a yellow thing in the middle of the two connected leaves. There was actually a Black spot, what is this? I think it may be where other leaves grow!

The second plant is a green cactus. It is a small cactus growing on a cactus. This kind of cactus is not ordinary. It will shrink when you touch it, and then slowly return to its original shape. It’s really Like a coward.

The third plant is a kind of grass. The grass grows as strong as a tree. The edges of the leaves are white and have thorns. The center of the leaves is green. This small grass has thorns. I'm in so much pain. The autumn breeze outside the window blew slightly, and the grass swayed in the wind, as if waving to me.

I am very happy today because I learned many secrets about plants. 8. Write a composition of about 300 words imitating "Squirrel"

My family has a little white dog. It has snow-white fur all over its body and feels soft, as if it is wearing a clean white sweater; a pair of The big eyes turn like two black gems; there are a pair of small ears on the top of the head, and the nose is flat and often wet. Grandma said that is a sign of the puppy's health; the pointed tail is very flexible and often not It keeps shaking from side to side, but if you hurt the little white dog, it will bark "woof, woof, woof" and tuck its tail between its legs. It's a bit like "running away with its tail between its legs" as mentioned in the book.

What I like most is watching the little white dog eat. One day, I took a piece of meat.

The little white dog saw it and circled around me. I threw the meat upwards, and the little white dog jumped up, opened its mouth and bit it accurately. Then it held the meat with its front feet and tore it apart bit by bit with its teeth. It ate it with relish and it was eaten in a short time. .

After eating, it licked its mouth with its tongue, as if it was reminiscing about the delicious meal. You can also contribute. Sleeping is also very interesting for little white dogs. When the weather is warm, little white dogs like to sleep on the ground, with their front legs stretched forward and their hind legs stretched back, or lying comfortably with all four legs facing the same direction.

Winter is coming, and the little white dog is afraid of the cold. It buries its head tightly between its legs, curls up and sleeps soundly. If the little white dog is happy, he will sleep on all fours with his belly bulging with his breathing.

The little white dog wakes up and stretches himself. It stretched out its front legs, took another breath, and arched its body. It was so cute.

My mother sometimes sits in the living room knitting a sweater. By accident, the ball of wool rolls to the ground. As soon as the little white dog's ears move, it rushes over like lightning, and its big and flexible eyes keep searching. Then, as soon as he jumped, he pressed the ball of wool tightly and started playing happily. It jumped over, jumped over, rolled the ball to the left, rolled the ball to the right, and also used its front paws. Patting the ball of string is like a child playing with a ball. It’s so fun! The little white dog is not only cute, but also very smart.

One night, we took our little white dog for a quick walk. As I walked, I suddenly found that the little white dog behind me was missing.

Where did it go? There are so many roads here, will the little white dog get lost? We looked for it quickly, but we couldn't find it after looking for a long time. I wondered if the little white dog had been stolen or gone somewhere else. My mother and I were like ants on a hot pot, running east and west, but there was no trace of the little white dog.

Finally, we were tired of looking for it. Dad said: "Let's go home!" Along the way, I was so sad that I kept thinking about the little white dog and didn't want to say a word.

When I walked to the stairs, "woof, woof, woof", the faint sound of a puppy could be heard. "Could it be our little white dog?" I thought, and rushed up the stairs three steps at a time. Sure enough, the little white dog had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw us coming back, the little white dog I immediately waggled my tail back and forth, "Ah! Little white dog!" I shouted happily, picked up the little white dog, and felt so happy.

I really like this cute and smart little white dog. 9. A 300-word essay imitating Shan Yu Urgent

The sound of rain rings in my ears all night long... They are countless fingers stretching down from the sky, caressing the dark earth.

Amidst the pattering and chirping sounds, I silently listened to their contact with the earth. They patted the roof of my thatched house gently, and the sound was gentle: the thatch sucked the rainwater, and before the raindrops could make a crisp sound on the roof, the soft grass had already sucked them dry, leaving only them in the night. There was a slight hissing sound, like a low sigh... They fell on the leaves outside the window, making a crackling sound, like many people applauding in the distance, one after another.

This was not enthusiastic applause, but gentle, controlled, and continued endlessly, seemingly driven by an invisible force. In this lonely cold night, what is worthy of such applause? They fell into the river and made a crisp rustling sound.

This is the kiss of water and water, crystal clear and crystal clear. The passion of heaven and earth is diffused in this inextricable connection... They are also knocking on my doors and windows. This irregular voice seemed to be whispering to me: Hey, what are you doing huddled under the roof? Come into the rain and we will wash away your physical and mental fatigue.

Come out. Suddenly, they walked into my house.

First it was on the ground, with a "tick" sound, and then a "tick" sound, like a trumpet in a symphony. My roof leaked, and the rain soaked the thatch on the roof and seeped into the house.

Soon, the crisp "tick" sound expanded to the table beside my bed, turning into a dull "tick-tick" sound, and then extended to the top of my mosquito net, turning into a dull "tick-tick" sound. "Puff" sound... Next, it was time to extend to my bedding and body. I don't want to prevent their visit, and I can't prevent their entry.

Let them go, let the sounds in this room merge with the thousands of sounds in the world outside, let me become a part of the rain, moistening myself and the world at the same time... …. 10. Please write a 300-word essay (third grade).

The hot summer is gone, and the beautiful and cool autumn is here.

Autumn is here, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the green leaves on the trees have turned yellow. A gust of autumn wind blows, causing the branches to sway randomly, and the yellow leaves on the trees fall to the trees one after another. The feet are like helping the tree mother put on a golden top.

Autumn is here, and the chrysanthemums in the garden are all blooming, crimson, white, and golden. Some are like the fluffy hair of a doll, some are like beautiful fireworks, and some are like ribbons, all kinds of beautiful, so charming!

Autumn is here, and the fruit trees in the orchard are full of various fruits, including apples, pears, persimmons, etc. The fruit farmers are also busy. The whole orchard is full of joy of harvest. Everyone is dancing and cheering for joy. , picking hard. The harvest scene is like a picture scroll.

Why is nature beautiful? Because there are four seasons, but my favorite is autumn, because it has fallen leaves returning to their roots, proudly standing chrysanthemums, and lots of fruits...