I am a rosy cloud, and the Weaver Girl accidentally threw me into the mortal world, so Shan Ye Plain regarded me as the lace of their new clothes.

I am a sad tear, falling from the lonely beauty's eyes in Guanghan Palace, so the cold night wind took me over the mountains and shed a beautiful dream like Chang 'e.

I used my weak body against the hard rock, and he tore my skin mercilessly, while the storm grinned grimly; I withered, the seeds of life were stored in the soil, but I was full of vitality, looking at the vast world with burning eyes.

When the beautiful butterfly's lips brushed my cheek for the first time, the sweet world made me sing; When the last storm left me black and blue, when I carefully brought back the last sunshine. Finally, my beautiful cheeks began to wrinkle and dark yellow, and my straight torso began to curl; I stroked my scar and smelled the fragrance of the sun. The same is true of life: it begins with longing and ends with silent memories.

No one knows where I came from, even after I disappeared. The blue sky vaguely remembers my graceful dancing with the green grass and singing with the clouds.

When no one is around, I silently count my sorrows and scatter them on the grass tips, waiting for the morning wind to take them away.

I am a poem of the earth, a whisper of the night and a dance of the sun. What a cool life this is: this is a poem of the land of life, a painful whisper at night, and a dance of successful sunshine.

2. Write a prose poem modeled after Song of Rain and Song of Waves, such as Song of Water and Song of Flowers.

I am an elf. Teacher Chun woke me up. I quietly poked my head out of the ground, shook off the dust and took a breath of fresh air. Release your fragrance and beauty in the sun.

I am a rainbow, and the sunshine illuminates me, so I look for new things in nature and make friends with them. They are always happy to see me and invite me to dance. Nature is full of vitality and beauty.

I held my head high, and the sun father-in-law gave me beautiful seven-color light; I looked down and my brother Cao Qing sang for me.

Rain and the earth are my mother and father. I am thirsty, and my mother makes me suck milk greedily; I was hungry, and my father let me absorb energy to my heart's content.

In autumn, I turn into spring mud, but I firmly believe that I can overcome difficulties and setbacks!

In winter, I proudly bloom on the branches of plum blossoms. I'm sure I can overcome the difficulties, I have overcome the setbacks!

Another spring, I leaned out my little head. I am more confident to show my beauty in the sun.

My life goes on like this.

I am the spirit of spring; Raindrops in summer; Maple leaves in autumn; The winter sun ...

Song of dew

The crystal clear dew, from the hand of the dewdrop goddess, dispelled all the dust in the morning and threw it into the embrace of the earth happily, like a precious diamond, sparkling and crystal clear, making people fondle it.

I am a small dewdrop. I fell into this world with my brothers and sisters. I like to stay in hoels' hand and listen to her whisper, "Goodbye!" Unwilling to say goodbye, I saw another scenery when I fell into the mortal world. In the garden, flowers are in full bloom and all kinds of smells come to the nose. Baihua and I are very good friends. Baihua is very kind to me, and I am also a friend of the field. The rain fell all over me I am not as beautiful as my sister and praised by most poets, but I am as clear as crystal. I can make some efforts to help my vegetable brother. I am a small dewdrop, and I came to this beautiful world under the guidance of Teacher Feng. Thank you, kind Miss Feng!

I fell gently, in this beautiful person, in this beautiful flower, so that the flower can be moistened, in that field, bringing a little sweetness. The flowers are laughing, the fields are singing, and watching the flowers pave a colorful flower road for me to meet us. The bright sunshine really made us disappear. Everything is waiting for tomorrow, waiting for the dew to come again, waiting for …

3. Imitate "Song of Flowers" and use figurative rhetoric to write parallelism sentences (writing rain) (original)

Author: Lebanese Ji Bolun

I am the language of nature. Naturally, I said it, took it back, hid it in my heart, and said it again. ...

I am a star, falling from the green sky.

I am the daughter of all elements: winter gave birth to me; Spring makes me blossom; Summer makes me grow; Autumn makes me sleepy.

I am a gift for friends and relatives to communicate; I am the crown of the wedding; I am the last sacrifice of the living to the dead.

In the morning, I will greet the light with the morning wind; In the evening, I saw the birds off together.

I swayed on the Yuan Ye to make the scenery in Yuan Ye more charming; I breathe in the breeze to make it more fragrant. When I take a nap, thousands of sparkling eyes look at me in the night sky; When I woke up, the huge one-eyed person in the daytime stared at me.

I drink the nectar made by the morning glow; Listening to the chirping and singing of birds; I dance and the grass applauds me. I always look up at the sky and am fascinated by the light; I never feel sorry for myself, nor am I narcissistic. These philosophies have not been fully understood by human beings.

Imitation: (Rain)

I am passionate about the sky, and the sky also shows its love, giving it to the world, brewing another one, and then confessing to everything. ...

I am a cloud that often fills my eyes washed by the sky.

I am the God of all things: bring new life to Yuan Ye, wash away the noise for the city, create vitality for all things, and drive away the samsara for the four seasons.

I am the driving force of all things in the world; I am the origin of life; I am an aquatic and terrestrial language.

In spring, I wake up everything from a deep sleep; In autumn, I urge everything to send out mature fragrance.

I weave in the air, weaving a short bridge between the sky and the earth; I danced in Shan Lan, bringing new life to all life. When I am gentle, everything on the earth welcomes me happily; When I was furious, the lightning behind me was like a tentacle waving a whip.

I am a river on the earth; Praise and worship by fish and flowers; I drifted away, and the breeze sent me away. I rotate between the sky and Yuan Ye, full of compassion for everything; I have never been partial to the good, and I will never tolerate the bad. And these truths, some humans have learned.

4. The example of how to write Song of the Cloud is as follows (extracurricular excerpt):

I am a rosy cloud, and the Weaver Girl accidentally threw me into the mortal world, so Shan Ye Plain regarded me as the lace of their new clothes.

I am a sad tear, falling from the lonely beauty's eyes in Guanghan Palace, so the cold night wind took me over the mountains and shed a beautiful dream like Chang 'e.

I used my weak body against the hard rock, and he tore my skin mercilessly, while the storm grinned grimly; I withered, the seeds of life were stored in the soil, but I was full of vitality, looking at the vast world with burning eyes.

When the beautiful butterfly's lips brushed my cheek for the first time, the sweet world made me sing; When the last storm left me black and blue, when I carefully brought back the last sunshine. Finally, my beautiful cheeks began to wrinkle and dark yellow, and my straight torso began to curl; I stroked my scar and smelled the fragrance of the sun. The same is true of life: it begins with longing and ends with silent memories.

No one knows where I came from, even after I disappeared. The blue sky vaguely remembers my graceful dancing with the green grass and singing with the clouds.

When no one is around, I silently count my sorrows and scatter them on the grass tips, waiting for the morning wind to take them away.

I am a poem of the earth, a whisper of the night and a dance of the sun. What a cool life this is: this is a poem of the land of life, a painful whisper at night, and a dance of successful sunshine.

5. how to write the song of flowers after reading it?

I am a star in the world, a red petal in the wind and a bunch of bright leaves. ...

The wind is blowing, and I am fragile and fragmented.

The wind blew, and I stayed on the green branches, with green stars and little new green. Slightly shy, monochrome toner.

The wind is blowing and I am floating on the water. Clear water is like a mirror, and the microwave ripples. The petals are fragrant and falling.

The wind is blowing, I am silent in the jungle, swaying trees, sparkling light and shadow. Residual color accumulates, and the fragrance disappears silently.

……

Where will I be forgotten? Maybe, I'm leaving.

I think, maybe, I shouldn't be so quiet, I should be more energetic.

Maybe, next year. In spring, I will stand in the center of the stage and smile sweetly; In summer, I will sing a song of life, brave; In autumn, I will drop the first red petal and sing; In winter, I will play solemn and stirring songs and groans. ...

I'm leaving. I want to announce that I have been to the earth and the world. I want to thank the wind for its company. I want to tell Ye Er that you are the flowers of Yonghe.

6. Write a composition imitating Song Group (April 9, 200614:15: 51). Classification: Fallen leaves come down to the song of electricity. I am a torch in the air, radiating light to the earth instantly.

I am a pair of scissors in the dark, tearing a bright crack in the haze. The dark and solidified air is ready to move, and finally I can't stand the silence.

So I came, and I gave all the visual shocks to shine. I split the dark sky in half with my twisted body.

-let the disease break through and escape quietly. -let death see eternity and leave in anger.

I took my brother Ray, and we ran excitedly-to wake up happiness and catch up with it. Although I came and left gently, what I left behind was the most gorgeous silhouette in my life.

7. I am an elf. Teacher Chun woke me up. I quietly poked my head out of the ground, shook off the dust and took a breath of fresh air. Release your fragrance and beauty in the sun.

I am a rainbow, and the sunshine illuminates me, so I look for new things in nature and make friends with them. They are always happy to see me and invite me to dance. Nature is full of vitality and beauty.

I held my head high, and the sun father-in-law gave me beautiful seven-color light; I looked down and my brother Cao Qing sang for me.

Rain and the earth are my mother and father. I am thirsty, and my mother makes me suck milk greedily; I was hungry, and my father let me absorb energy to my heart's content.

In autumn, I turn into spring mud, but I firmly believe that I can overcome difficulties and setbacks!

In winter, I proudly bloom on the branches of plum blossoms. I'm sure I can overcome the difficulties, I have overcome the setbacks!

Another spring, I leaned out my little head. I am more confident to show my beauty in the sun.

My life goes on like this.

I am the spirit of spring; Raindrops in summer; Maple leaves in autumn; The winter sun ...

8. Lesson 12 of the third grade imitates a flower to write a composition. Spring is the season when all flowers bloom. There are pink peach blossoms, golden winter jasmine and snow-white pear blossoms, but I like cherry blossoms best.

Cherry blossoms are covered with branches, and there are more than a dozen flower balls on one branch, even the branches are bent. From a distance, it looks like a huge colored carpet, which is very beautiful. Close-up flowers are in the shape of a five-pointed star, with white flowers at the bottom and yellow flowers at the top, like a small bean sprout. When the wind blows, the flowers nod to passers-by. It has many colors such as white, pink and red. Look at this tree. It looks like a rich tree covered with silver, and the other tree looks like a little girl who has been dusted.

Cherry blossoms are not only for people to watch, but also have other functions, such as beauty and making tea. Cherry blossoms can also be used as skirts. What? Make a skirt? ! Yes, ingenious people can embroider petals on skirts one by one!

Ah, KINOMOTO SAKURA, you traded your life for human happiness, and I like you!

9. Use the song of youth

Sixteen-year-old flower season, how beautiful! I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful!

Youth is a beautiful landscape. Some people slip away in a hurry and get nothing. When they get old, they will always regret it! Some people appreciate the wonderful and fascinating things that belong to them, and they will always have an endless aftertaste when they get old! These are two completely different people, do they also bring us a little touch?

I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful! Because youth is full of energy! We always swim tirelessly in the ocean of knowledge, because we are grass with vitality and perseverance! You see, in the volunteer service team, there is always our figure, serving the elderly and being a small traffic policeman ... We are very busy. Although there is pearl-like sweat dripping down, it is a pearl, how precious it is! We should inject vitality into the whole society!

I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful! Because youth is full of wisdom! When we encounter a problem, we always solve it. As the saying goes, "heroes have been born since ancient times", of course, we must do it well! In various arenas, we "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers"! Winning the laurel depends on our wisdom and struggle! In terms of scientific and technological inventions, we also do our part. We carefully contact life, combined with reality, and boldly create one invention after another that surprises adults! Who said we were children? We are small and ambitious! We should spread wisdom to all corners of society!

I want to sing a song, youth is beautiful! Because youth is not too long! A flash in the pan is short-lived, but who can say it is not beautiful? It is precisely because of its simplicity that it brings people infinite nostalgia! But a flash in the pan can be countless times, and everyone's youth is only once. Why not hold on to it?

Let's sing loudly together: youth is beautiful!