Fly kites

On a sunny Sunday, Xiaoli, Mingming and Xiaohua went to the park to fly kites. The scenery in the park is charming: there are several white clouds like cotton candy floating in the blue sky, and the green lawn is endless. Xiaoli brought her beloved butterfly kite, which is colorful and beautiful. Mingming and Xiaohua brought the swallow kite they made together. There are quite a few people flying kites in the park! There is a child in the distance. I saw him holding the kite's rope and trotting against the breeze, and the kite danced slowly in the air. The children's parents looked at the children's excitement and smiled. There is also a red goldfish kite in the sky. The breeze blows and the "goldfish" seems to swim in the water. Suddenly another "eagle" flew by. Oh dear! There is also a mighty "dragon"! What an air! Watching, Ming Ming and Xiao Hua's hands itch, too. Xiaohua raised the swallow kite over his head, obviously tugging at the kite string, and said, "I'll count to 1, 2 and 3 later, so you can let go." Xiaohua nodded. “1、2、3！” Swallow kite fluttered into the sky, and it went up and down, like playing with birds and playing hide-and-seek with white clouds. How happy they are!

general comment: this article is a composition about pictures. The content of the pictures is a group of children flying kites. This paper not only depicts the contents of the picture, but also combines the author's own imagination, such as the posture of kite flying into the sky and the reaction of children. The article also uses many rhetorical devices, which are vivid and imaginative. 2. Look at the pictures and draw pictures. Write a composition with the pictures on the cover of the Chinese book in the second volume of the third grade.

Imagination on the cover of the Chinese book

"Ding Rinrin, Ding Rinrin ..." This crisp * * * woke up the sleeping mountain. The students and teachers waved goodbye, and the friends who came home with them hopped on the path home with light schoolbags. Students, you are chasing after me and having a good time. The children's laughter seems to wake up the magpies, white doves and swallows. The birds are chattering in the trees as if talking about something. Maybe the lovely children are disturbing their dreams.

There is a faint fragrance of roses on the roadside, and butterflies are dancing on it. A gust of wind blows. The leaves falling from the trees are dancing with butterflies. It's hard to tell whether they are leaves or butterflies. Bees collect honey from cauliflower in farmland, stir up their crystal-clear wings, and sometimes make a pleasant "buzzing" sound. Frogs catch pests in the pool, and sometimes spread the good news of victory to people with their mouths open. Flowers are greedily sucking nutrients through the warm sunshine, and a gust of wind blows, and they bow down humbly.

The little friends seem to be very tired when they walk. They lie on a green lawn, bathed in soft sunshine, and look at the birds flying in the blue sky. The children all hope that the birds can fly higher and higher and farther away. I think: the children hope that they can fly freely on the earth like birds.

Unconsciously, The sun is almost setting. The friends also realize that it is a little late. They are reluctant to part with their classmates and the beautiful lawn. The flowers on the roadside seem to say to the children, "Let's meet again tomorrow."

The friends returned to their homes. What is waiting for them is a better tomorrow. 3. Third-grade painting composition

[Third-grade painting composition] Third-grade painting composition I love painting. When I was a child, I saw my grandfather splash ink, write flowing water, and draw a composition in the third grade in one go. My grandfather's friend, a wonderful pen, a little while, a lifelike little animal came to life on the paper. At that time, A seed germinates quietly in my heart-how wonderful it would be if I could be so natural and unrestrained. The seed germinates quietly under grandpa's repeated watering, and grows stronger and stronger under grandpa's careful care. Although it's a few simple strokes, it's nothing at all, and under grandpa's love, it's a kitten, a naughty puppy, a green hill and a green water ... Everything seems so unusual. So I have an indissoluble bond with painting. When you are sad, the flowers and plants are tearful and the plants are ashamed; When I am angry, my anger is like a cow, and my eyes are wide open ... In this way, painting changes different colors and shapes in my emotions. The brush is my life, and with it, I write my world. Drawing is like a compass to guide me, so that I am not wandering around; Like my bosom friend, comfort me when I am sad, so that I will no longer be sad and cry; Painting accompanied me through loneliness and darkness in silence. Painting is essential in my life ... I was young and ignorant when I was a child, and I didn't know what painting was. I just scribbled on paper at that time. It was the painting and calligraphy of my grandfather and his friends that opened my eyes. I hope I can draw such a beautiful painting one day. After school, I officially contacted painting, and my mother saw that I was hungry for knowledge, and the special class of painting also readily agreed. I often paint, and I always show it to my teachers and parents for appreciation after painting. I hope they can point out the shortcomings of the painting, so that it can be revised in time. I am more eager to get the praise and recognition from my teachers and parents, and I hope to hear the praise that I have heard countless times. By the way, I am full of happiness. Every time the teacher always listens patiently to my introduction and opinions on the painting and points out the shortcomings of the painting with a smile and a nod. Let me show it to her with a little modification. I happily ran back to the classroom and tried my best to modify the picture according to the teacher's guidance. After some "tossing", the picture really added a lot of color. When I modified it, the teacher always praised me for my modesty and love of learning in front of the whole class, and my parents would praise me as well as the teacher. This increased my love for painting. When I was a child, I always liked to play house as an art teacher. The walls of my bedroom and study were covered with colorful "landscape paintings"-kittens who love painting, puppies who play house, little stupid bears who like big meals, little girls who like new clothes ... Although my masterpieces are too "elegant", they certainly belong to the kind of "freehand brushwork"-it is difficult for ordinary people to understand. But my parents didn't scold me. One word' painting'. In this way, my pictures are also growing. I studied oil painting in the vocational education center in the winter and summer vacations of grade one, cartoon figure painting in Century City in grade two, painting by myself in grade three, and Chinese painting in grade four and five. It is not only peony flowers that can infect me in Chinese painting. Peony flowers have a unique beauty, which is enchanting, moving and graceful, and all reflect the beauty as beautiful as flowers and jade. In this way, I will study peony seriously, and one day I hope that the graceful and graceful peony will also come from my pen. The noble quality of a lotus that stands proudly and emerges without staining mud is also my unremitting pursuit. Of course, the proud mangosteen and the wintersweet that smiles in the wind have all become my unremitting portrayal. Painting, your breath infects me all the time, and you are my invisible friend. Spend eleven spring and autumn with me; You are the invisible wing in my heart, riding you and I fly to the kingdom of dreams. The world painted is colorful, which is the color of my life, and it looks extremely dazzling in the sun. 4. how to write a composition in autumn in the third grade of primary school

I saw an autumn picture.

There are orchards full of fruit trees, golden fields, geese and swallows flying south, and a pine forest in the picture. In the sky, there are a few white clouds, and a few geese fly by. They are arranged in a "one" shape for a while and a "human" shape for a while, and fly to the south for the winter.

There are a flock of swallows in the sky, which are not as neat as the geese, but they also fly together. On the ground, there is a large pine forest on the left. The leaves of pine trees are dark green in autumn, and the pine cones are khaki. There is also a squirrel picking pine cones for food in winter. On the right, there are fields, where there are wheat, soybeans, sorghum and corn. The sorghum next to it bears a lot, too, as if it were more than wheat. The corn next to sorghum bears a lot of corn! There is one between each leaf and the stem. Soybean doesn't want to lag behind. It bears the same fruit as wheat. It also bends down and silently waits for people to harvest. In front of the painting, there is a road leading to the orchard. There are apple trees, peach trees and pear trees in the orchard. The colors of apple trees and peach trees are almost indistinguishable. There are too many apples on the apple tree, and the apples are all connected together. Occasionally, a few yellow leaves can be seen. 5. Draw a picture of the scenery and write a composition of 3 words. Grade three, Volume I

Autumn is coming. The cicadas on campus stopped singing, and the leaves on that big tree that grew thick in summer seemed to be unable to hold back their feelings and wanted to go down to explore the mystery. They all left their mother's arms and jumped down.

The rolling heat wave in summer has also turned into the coolness in autumn, and the dazzling light in summer has also turned into soft light. A gust of autumn wind blew and yellowed the grass's hat.

also blew the hair off the trees. But you can clearly see the tall and straight pine trees on the hillside, still standing on the hill in that green dress, adding some vitality to this autumn.

There's still so much rain in early autumn, and it always falls intermittently, but after the rain, the air is so fresh and still smells of earth. In the evening, the afterglow of the sunset makes the hillside golden as if it were covered with gold.

The branches are swaying in the breeze, and it looks like a beautiful Jin Lang in the setting sun. At night, the moonlight shines on trees and grass ... The night is quiet, and occasionally a few insects can be heard.

the sound of autumn, the color of autumn can never be finished. 6. Mm-hmm. Excuse me, pictures in the composition life of grade three < P > My favorite after-school life is painting. Every night, whenever I have time, I will draw a picture. Today, I drew another picture in the evening. The name is, I drew a piece of golden rice fields on it, and the rice bent over with laughter in the autumn wind. Next to the rice field is a big orchard, which contains apples with red faces, pears with golden lanterns, and pomegranates with wide pearl mouths. Look! They are all laughing at you! Then I drew a park, which is full of fragrant and charming chrysanthemums, including red, yellow, purple and snow-white colorful ones, all kinds of which are competing to open! They are really colorful and colorful, which makes people feel the charming atmosphere of autumn. In class, I am an expert at drawing small animals. Every time, children rush to me and desperately cry, "Draw me one, draw me one!" I am so busy that I feel endless happiness and sense of accomplishment from painting. Painting makes my after-school life full of fun and makes me feel endless happiness every day! I love painting. 2. Third grade composition-My after-school life Do you know my after-school life? To tell you the truth, I like playing football.

In preschool, the teacher allowed us to bring football and play after class. I fell in love with football at that time.

At the World Cup, when I learned that Ronaldo was a world star, I envied him very much and wanted to be a world star. I loved football even more. During that time, I played football every night, and my mother wanted to buy me a football! Whenever I finish my homework, I go to play football with my friends happily.

We started playing with a shooting gesture. Every time I played, I was sweating profusely, and sweat kept running down my head. Once I forgot to eat.

once, the ball reached my feet, and I made a shooting gesture, slammed my foot and scored! I was elated to hear my friends clap their hands and applaud. As soon as I started playing football, all my troubles and fatigue were forgotten.

Football has brought me endless fun in my after-school life. 3, the third grade composition-my after-school life, in addition to going to school to write homework, I have a lot of interesting after-school life.

I like painting best, playing games, playing chess with my father and reading books. Painting can stimulate people's imagination, calm the mind and make people beautiful.

At first, my parents asked me to learn to draw, saying that drawing can make people calm down slowly. I didn't expect that I liked it after only a few times. I use my hand to draw beautiful and kind Snow White, arrogant lion, cunning fox and witty white rabbit-when I look at these vivid images, I feel indescribable joy.

when I am tired of painting, I will pick up a book to read again. Mom said that when reading, you should first choose the books you like and can understand. When you see the happy place, you should be able to laugh, cry at the sad place and get angry at the angry place, so that you can read the book thoroughly.

that's true. try it if you don't believe me. A rich after-school life will make your life more beautiful.

4. Third grade composition-As the saying goes in my after-school life, each has his own love. Some people like ball games, some people like graceful dancing, some like small-scale production to develop intelligence, some like stamp collecting to cultivate temperament, and some like … As for me, I have a special liking for reading extracurricular books.

I call myself a "bookworm", and I'm not bragging! For me, reading is an indispensable pleasure in life. At the age of five, I already knew a lot of words, which is true.

I can read at the age of five, which has an inseparable relationship with reading extracurricular books. At that time, my mother was holding a book, and I snuggled up in my mother's warm arms, listening to her beautiful words in a sweet voice ... Later, it became my book to read to my mother.

Mom also specially sent me to Lishui to buy a lot of books, and I was so happy that I danced! Now, I read extra-curricular books every day, and I also learned about beauty and ugliness, kindness and evil from extra-curricular books ... I remember one time, I was reading at home and was attracted by the story inside, until I didn't even hear my mother ask me to eat. Mother had no choice but to cook first.

At this moment, I saw the hero going to jump off a cliff. I was there and shouted, "No, you can still be saved. You can't give up your life like this. You should try your best to live. There is still hope for everything!" At this time, my mother broke into the house and asked in surprise, "What's the matter? Who wants to commit suicide? " I returned to the real world and said shyly, "Hey, hey, I'm so involved!" Mom smiles. Books can purify people's minds, so: love books, it is the source of knowledge! 5, the third grade composition-my extracurricular life Our extracurricular life is rich and colorful, and some children like to watch it.