In real life or work-study, we all have come into contact with essays, right? Through essays, we can take those scattered thoughts of ours and bring them together in one piece. There are many considerations for essay writing, are you sure you can write it? The following is my compilation of the composition of the fairy tale, welcome to share.

Fairy tale of the composition 1

Deep in the garden, there is a quiet little lake, the lake on the rose branch grew a budding rose. She slowly opened up under the nourishment of spring winds and autumn rains, morning dew, evening frost, sunshine and moonlight, and she grew into a beautiful rose. She did grow, and the colors of youth grew red, and the streams of spring swept in the lake of her heart's field. She began to reverie, she had pursuits. She was a leader among her many sisters and brothers.

One mysterious night this rose became the Rose Man, and she stood at the edge of the lake, took off her red gossamer veil, and burrowed into the lake to play in the water. Her elder and younger sisters also took off their white and yellow veils and jumped into the lake. This is a colorful lake, the lake is red, blue, green, yellow, purple and other colors, each into a block, as you how to stir it, its various colors are still clear boundaries. Rose people a moment in the yellow water play water, a moment in the red water play water, a moment in the blue water play water ......

The moon does not know when from the clouds to reveal the face, to the lake to send a piece of light waves, illuminated by the colorful lake dazzling. The three sisters chased the moon's shadow, spilling a lake of laughter.

The Rose plunged toward the center of the lake, and a wave gently lifted her as if she were leaving the water. She looked at the moon, counted the stars, and her eyes toured the streets of heaven at night. She was mesmerized by the beauty of nature.

Suddenly, the evening wind drifted to the melodious, gentle, sweet song, which has blood and tears and joy, there are thoughts and pursuit. The Rose's ears were open and she was mesmerized. She seemed to be brought into a wonderful place by the song ...... She surfaced to look for the song. Oh! There on the shore of the lake sat a man, the singer. She hurriedly dived into the water, and the moving song seemed to burrow under the water. Abruptly, the lake flashed a dazzling golden light, that is a meteorite lost.

Fairy tale essay 2

Once upon a time, there was such a firefly - then not called firefly - can only be regarded as an ordinary little bug, called Dot. Dot, like other members of the family, wore a simple black coat, unobtrusively hiding in the grass, quietly doing their jobs. However, Dot Dot's character is different from that of its siblings, and it likes to wander around. Whenever it is windy and sunny, it always pokes its head out from behind the grass blades and looks enviously at the flamboyant butterflies and spirited bees fluttering about among the flowers.

One quiet night, there was a soft laughter in the distance, Dot couldn't sleep, it pricked up its ears and listened carefully, listening to it as if intoxicated, it tiptoed out of bed, lit a small lantern, and quietly flew towards the sound of laughter.

Dot flew under the fragrant mignonette boughs, feeling that heaven and earth opened up all of a sudden, and the flowers were sleeping, putting their faces down daintily and burying themselves among the dense green leaves.

The sound of laughter became clearer, and Dot picked up speed and flew forward, skimming over a wisp of flora. It saw it clearly - a group of light and beautiful flower fairies, jumping and fluttering on a small lake that was as smooth as a mirror.

Dot was so surprised that she couldn't help fluttering her wings and spinning gently. In the night sky, the lantern flashes fluorescent green light, looks so beautiful.

The flower fairies greeted Dot warmly and welcomed it. The gorgeous Peony Fairy asked amiably. I've never seen such a cute little insect before!"

"Cute?" Dot couldn't believe it was talking about itself. It looked at its body and was surprised to find that its original ugly black coat seemed to be covered in a light veil under the green light. "I've changed!" Dot exclaimed. The shy, bashful Dot turned into the lively, cheerful Dot!

The Proud Misty Peach Fairy looked lovingly at Dot Dot Dot: "Let's call it a firefly!"

"Firefly, what a great name!" The flower fairies agreed, and the fun began again.

The next day, Dot couldn't wait to tell her little friends the secret. From then on, the quiet night, more a group of "playing" with a lantern fireflies, lighting up a beautiful story.

In a green alarm clock, there are hour, minute and second hands.

The second hand is like an athlete running in a marathon, ticking away without stopping for a moment. The minute hand is like a leisurely traveler, enjoying the beauty of the roadside. The hour hand, like a trembling old grandfather, slowly peeled himself an apple, made a cup of coffee, sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. The second hand was very envious of the hour and minute hands, and thought, "I'm tired of running non-stop every time, if only I could walk as slowly as the hour and minute hands, how nice it would be!" So it slowed itself down a little.

Their little master usually goes to bed at nine-thirty, but today, when he felt sleepy, he looked at his alarm clock and saw that it was only six o'clock. He tried desperately to hold back from falling asleep, but after a short while he fell head over heels into bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, the little master's sister woke up, and when she sat up, it was still dark, and she cried out. The second hand was confused, "What's wrong with them?" The minute hand told it, "Because you slowed down your pace, time slowed down too." It sighed and said to the minute hand, "I envy you for being so idle, look at me ticking along, so tired!" The minute hand laughed and said to the second hand, "You have quick reflexes, and as soon as the gun goes off, you can run as fast as you can." "But if you take one step, I have to run sixty steps, and I'm about to sweat my ass off." "Actually we envy you, if you don't believe me, ask the hour hand." The second hand ticked over to the hour hand and said to it, "I envy you for being so idle, look at me, I'm so tired from ticking and running." The hour hand said to it, "Because you run every day, so you have a slim body, look at me, I don't love sports, so I'm fat, we also have troubles!" "So it's not just me, everyone has troubles, in the future I have to put up with my troubles before I do." The second hand finally figured it out.

From then on, the second hand never felt troubled again, and ran happily every day.

Fairy tale essay 4

A fox was looking for food to eat, it searched for a morning and did not find, very hungry, stomach grumbling, under a tree to lie down. At that moment, a crow flew in and landed on a branch of the tree with a piece of meat in its mouth. As if smelling the aroma, the fox's big fluffy tail wagged and his whole body stood up immediately. The fox looked up and saw the crow with a piece of meat in its mouth, and salivating with desire, he thought, "How can I eat that piece of meat?" The fox's eyes rolled around, and it thought of talking to the crow, and as soon as the crow opened its mouth, the meat in its mouth naturally fell off.

The fox smiled and said, "Where did you come from, sister crow? And where are you going?" The crow lowered his head and looked, so it was the cunning fox, do not fall into its trap. The crow stood motionless on the branch of the tree and paid no attention to it.

The fox thought again and said affectionately, "My sister crow, I heard you have a beautiful throat, please sing me a song!" The crow shook its head. The fox added, "Just sing a song! I love to hear you sing, you must have a beautiful voice." The crow still ignored it.

At this point, the fox was anxious, eyes fixed on the meat, afraid that the crow took the meat and flew away. It thought: there, the crow's feathers are so black, no one must have complimented it on its feathers, so let's do it there.

It said to the crow, "Lovely crow sister, you have such white feathers on you, soft and shiny, better than anyone!" When the crow heard these words, it was so happy that it raised its head in excitement and opened its mouth and said, "Really? Is it true? Am I really that white?" The crow was so excited that it forgot about the meat in its mouth. As it answered, the meat had fallen into the fox's mouth. It was then that the crow realized it had been tricked.

The fox ate the meat into its stomach, touched its mouth and said, "Sister Crow, thank you for the food, I'm leaving, see you later."

Fairy Tale's Essay 5

The Story in the Stationery Box

One day, when the grandfather of the fountain pen had finished his work, he lay down to rest in his pencil box, and in a while he went to sleep. Suddenly he was awakened by a ping-pong fighting sound and fierce quarrels, it turned out that the pencil, eraser, pencil sharpener twisted into a ball, the grandpa of the pen hurriedly separated them, asked: "Why do you fight ah?" Pencil, eraser, pencil sharpener said in unison: "We are more than who has the big skills." The pencil said, "I write all the words, so I should be the one who is more skillful." The eraser said defiantly, "If I hadn't corrected your mistakes in time, could you have written so well?" The pencil sharpener was anxious: "When the pencil broke, wasn't it me who bit it out with my teeth a little? I bit my teeth so hard so that you could write." The three men argued again. At this time, Grandpa Pen said, "Then I'll think of a way for you to tell the winner from the loser!" Seeing that he slapped his head and his eyes rolled, he came up with a clever and fair method, and said excitedly, "Each of you write a composition, with neat handwriting and a tidy surface, and the time limit is five minutes. Ready - start!" Grandpa Pen gave the order, they began to "pen to write".

The pencil thought, "This is a piece of cake for me. But because of the excitement, the second word is written wrong, anxious him straight in place to spin; eraser can only erase can not write, not only to make the paper crumpled, but also rubbed the paper out of a hole; pencil sharpener, he can only use the end of the pencil to sprinkle the word, not a moment, the end of the end of the end is used up, they had to use their teeth to carve, and make the paper tattered.

Three people looked at their own "masterpiece", silly. At this time, the pen grandfather said: "Now you work together to write a, try." Pencil began to write up; write the wrong, the eraser rushed to erase; pencil head broken, turn the pencil sharpener quickly to sharpen. With everyone's **** same efforts, a neat composition soon came to be completed. Grandpa Pen smiled and said to them earnestly, "Unity is strength." The three of them realized their own mistakes and lowered their heads in shame.

Fairy Tale Essay 6

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who was taken care of by the king as the apple of his eye. Although the king loved her very much, she was still very understanding, never made the king angry, and was very popular.

One day, the king's 60th birthday came, the ministers have brought gifts to congratulate, there are rare night pearl, precious sword, and travel thousands of miles of sweat and blood BMW and so on. Looking at the wide range of gifts, the princess also wanted to give the king a unique birthday gift.

So the princess went into the kitchen, ready to give the king a unique birthday cake. However, she saw a row of neat pots and pans do not know where to start, only to ask the chef for help. In the chef's help, the princess a moment to beat the eggs, a moment to knead the flour, a moment to wipe the cream, the original clean and beautiful face, now turned into a big cat, a beautiful cake was born.

Princess gleefully end of the cake to give the king a surprise, the king took a look at the cake and praised: "Our little princess really know how to do, this is the most precious gift I received!" Said the princess to light the candles for the king to make a wish, after making a wish, the princess could not wait to cut the cake waiting for the king to taste. Eating the cake of the king suddenly frowned tightly, face difficult: "How is this cake is salty? This is really a unique congratulatory gift ah!" The princess tasted it, and it turned out that the princess had mistaken salt for sugar. Looking at the princess's shy appearance, the king gave a giggle.

Understanding of the princess originally wanted to make a sweet cake, but did not expect to actually make a unique salted egg cake, it is really funny!

Fairy Tale Essay 7

The Story of the Crow and the Fox

Whenever he thought of that incident, the crow was so angry that he smoked because the fox cheated the crow out of the meat he was carrying in his mouth. Until now, the crow still remembers the hatred y: I will take revenge, cunning fox! We'll see.

One day, the weather was exceptionally clear, the sky was full of white clouds, and the warm sunshine covered the earth. The crow flew into the forest to find food, coincidentally, the fox is also looking for food in the forest '. The crow thought: this is a good chance to take revenge! The crow thought and searched for an opportunity. Looking for ah find ah, it suddenly found a black inside the cave, flew in to "check" the situation, suddenly, a deafening roar, the crow backed out of fear, it turned out that there is a ferocious and hungry lions resting inside. Crow suddenly thought of a good idea - in the fox walked that way, printed its own footprints, until the cave entrance. When the fox saw the footprints, he thought they were those of a big tasty rooster, so he followed them, and when he came to the mouth of the cave, he saw that it was pitch-black inside, and was so frightened that he turned around and went away. The fox only walked two or three steps, the stomach "drumming". Fox is too hungry, so boldly to go inside, the fox walked to the end of the cave, left touch, right touch, want to see where the big rooster. Touch and touch and touch, the fox touched a rope like something with hair, suddenly happy, and quickly pulled it toward the cave, "Yo! How to pull it does not work?" The fox thought. The fox pulled harder again, oops! Alarmed just entered the dreamland of the lion, the lion "pouncing" caught the fox, at this time, the fox realized that the bait. The lion was very happy, I can not imagine in this "ghost place" can catch animals to eat, it is really great! "Swish", the fox swallowed into the stomach. The happiest is the crow, it is "singing", while continuing to find food?

Fairy tale essay 8

This is not a fairy tale era, we have been difficult to find the body of the fairy tale from the forest of advertising signs, dazzling television programs, and people's daily talk, which is a bit like the surface of the moon to look for a flower as unrealistic. It's a bit like searching for a flower on the surface of the moon.

However, the sensitivity and passion for fairy tales is innate and lingering. Childhood will disappear with the departure of childhood, but the beautiful memory of the fairy tale will never fade in the mind. Sometimes it will be buried by the sand, but when the waves rise again, the memories will be tossed.

When I was a kid, I would stay in bed every morning to read a fairy tale, and I liked to stay there and look for the beautiful princesses and handsome princes who left their footprints. I couldn't understand most of the text, so I would look at the few illustrations and go back and forth to find the happy lives of the princes and princesses.

Perhaps a fairy tale is a leaf that slowly falls from a tree, and I began to immerse myself in it. I gradually read the melancholy and kindness of the happy prince, the wit and determination of the cunning fox; people will be hilarious because of Min Haosheng's arrogance, but also for the little girl who sells matches for the unfortunate and sigh. In this way, I put a child's purest emotions little by little into each fairy tale, so that the leaves quietly settled in the harvest season.

I adore the bravery and wisdom of Taurus, and loathe the greed and insidiousness of the witches, and I savor the look of justice in every fairy tale, believing that people with magic may not be happy, and that the good people will eventually find a better future for themselves.

Essay on Fairy Tales 9

"I'm never coming back!" After saying this, Shinnyu slammed the door shut and ran out of the house.

Since mom and dad got divorced, Shin Yuyi changed completely and became incomprehensible. Mom no longer has long conversations with Shinyu as a friend, but is obsessed with QQ to chat.

Shin Yu ran to a nearby Internet café, went in and found a seat, then opened QQ, and Internet users "flounder" chat. Every day at this time, they will be together to chat for a while.

Flounder first said: "How to fight with mom again?" Shinnyu was surprised, how did she know? But she didn't ask Flounder, she said, "My mom is annoyed to death, I'm not just dyeing my hair, nagging me in my ear." Flounder quickly sent another line, "Go back and be obedient, mom will be anxious." Shinya's curiosity grew, how did she know I wasn't at home right now? Flounder typed very quickly, before Shin-Yui could ask her, she sent another line, "Go back, mom promises she won't scold you, and if I lie to you, you can come find me." Shin Yu will believe it for the time being offline and returned home.

Opened the door and saw her mom sitting on the sofa without any expression. When she saw that Shin Yu had returned, her mother hurriedly got up, walked straight to the dining table, and said to Shin Yu, "Hungry, right, quickly eat!" Mother and daughter finished their meal as if they were completing a task. Mom left the dining table first and went into the study to start chatting, not even clearing the table. And in the face of all this, Shin Yu was completely used to it. She habitually cleaned up the table, washed the dishes, and then walked into her room and began to surf the Internet.

Opened the computer, the flounder was already there, she said to the flounder, "You're really god, my mom really did not scold me. How do you know?" Flounder quickly sent over again, "Oh, this I can't tell you." Shinnyu said, "Forget it then, just wait, I'll be right there." Shinnyu accidentally knocked over her teacup as she stood up, and that's when this phrase appeared on the computer screen, "Shinnyu, be careful, don't hurt yourself!"

Oh, so it was her, Shinyu understood!

Fairy tale's essay 10

I live in a beautiful big forest, I have a neighbor, I call it the sister yellow bird, it sings very well, I love to hear it sing. Pecking out the bugs for my big tree brother is my job, and I am very happy and joyful when I see my big tree brother's smile!

I live happily, hungry to eat a few fruits, thirsty to drink a few mouths of dew, very sufficient. One day, a "rustling" sound woke me up from my dream, I feel my home is falling, tilting, I rushed to fly out to see. Just as I took off, the tree I was with fell, and I broke out in a cold sweat when I saw a man in a gray suit! It's the humans who live in the city coming, they are chopping down the tree with an axe! I rushed to wake up my sister, the yellow finch, and we flew away together. We flew for a while, looking back, the trees fell one after another, I can not help but fall with the sister yellow finch "small beans" we wipe the tears dry and find a place to live!

This place partner heard our fate, very sympathetic, said we have to work with us to protect the forest to protect the trees. I was very touched, I believe we will protect the forest. The people went up the mountain to cut down the trees from time to time, we also moved from time to time, but the most worrying thing finally happened! This day, the human beings went up the mountain to cut down the trees again, this time there is only such a tree on the mountain, an axe went down, I heard the big tree brother moaning in pain, I woke up the companion flew out. This is the last tree on the mountain, must not let humans cut down again. We pecked at the rounded heads of the humans, they threw the axe down, squatted down and rubbed their heads, we thought they were going to run away! I didn't expect them to pick up the axe to chop again, I pecked at their heads and said, "There must be worms in this piece of wood, I'm going to give him a good catch." The humans finally couldn't hold out any longer and fled with their heads in their hands, and I said sternly from behind, "Tell your companions not to cut down any more trees, and if you come back, we'll catch worms for you together!" We finally won, their group never came up the mountain to cut down trees again, we protected not just one tree, but the whole forest. We took fruit from far away, and the forest grew again!

Essay on Fairy Tales 11

A fairy tale is a beauty, an unreal beauty, a beauty that can baptize one's mind.

Many things in the world come in the form of tragedies that move me to sadness. For example, fairy tales.

The Little Mermaid lost her love and the reason to float, let her tears and heart into foam in the deep blue sea gradually fall, but her poignant story into a bubble floating down in the first corner of the world; the little girl who sells matches to polish the last match, wanting to give themselves back to the world when, but she is still abandoned by the world, long sleep in this eternal fairy tale no longer She will never wake up again. I guess fairy tales are harsher than reality!

When I was young, my parents often told me stories. In that childhood, I would have all kinds of dreams, but when I grew up, those dreams were far away from me. When I think of the shape of those dreams, I still have a few touches, and when I revisit them, I am more or less warm: fairy tales are also a kind of beauty.

When we are immersed in this beauty and refuse to come out, at the same time, there is also a more understanding of reality and care. Now we live in the concrete forest, look up to the sky, into the eyes of only gray four-cornered sky, in such an environment, we become more and more indifferent. Youth is far away from us, we have lost the sharpness, but the only time to revisit those fairy tales, we will find that precious touch and classic eternity.

Yes, even if the reality of the society is cruel, we have to keep a good heart. Just like in the fairy tale, bless the world more and more beautiful people more and more happy. Let's sing together Guangliang's "Fairytale" "You have to believe, believe that we will be in the fairy tale, happiness and joy is the end" !

Fairy tale essay 12

Looking into the distance, I can see that the sky is connected to the sea, the sea is connected to the sky, boundless. The little river is not weak, with all his strength, tiptoe, even jumped up, but how can not see the shore. She chagrined and said to herself: "Alas, I thought I was very big, it turns out that the sea brother is much bigger than me."

The sea brother smiled and said modestly: "Yes, I am much bigger than you, but if there are no countless rivers to me, I would not have been so big ah! I'm not going to be able to do that."

The little river heard, can not help but red face, hung his head, silent and walked away.

The Tiger Worships His Master

Once upon a time, there were many animals living in a big forest. The tiger's mother gave birth to a child, it is very stupid, can not learn anything, food to mother to catch it, things to mother to solve, the small animals are all laughing at it, it really want to find a small animal to help, teach it to learn some skills. But all the animals refused to teach it, only the kitten wanted to teach it.

The tiger was happy to learn from the kitten.

The kitten taught the tiger seriously, first to catch food, and then to teach it some life knowledge and skills, an action and knowledge to teach a long time! After four days, the tiger finally learned all the skills taught by the kitten. After learning, the tiger grinned and showed its teeth, and pounced on the kitten, but the kitten climbed up the tree as soon as it dodged, and the tiger waited under the tree very angrily, looking at the kitten. The kitten said, "I have known for a long time that you would eat me after I had taught you my skill, but I have one more trick that I have not taught you, and that is to climb the tree."

Until now, all the tigers still can't climb trees

Fairy tale essay 13

Do you want to know what we, the Trickster Trio, said when Hu Junyao was speaking? Then come into our classroom.

We started with a group of two boys and two girls. We made up a fairy tale called "The Wicked Queen", and Gao Pengyu and I went on stage to report. Because of the lack of time, we did not finish our story. When we finished the half-written story, the teacher's comment was only three words--"lousy". Gao hurriedly defended, "We still have a lot of plot left." Zhang Yuhan offstage added, "Unfinished business, I guess."

Next, the girls' group began to report, and they were talking about a little crow that got sick, and a little green frog that went to the doctor to get a prescription. Just then, the high school students said with a bad smile, "The little crow has no medicine and died." I immediately interjected, "Because the medicine has expired." Zhang Yuhan from the same group also temporarily changed sides: "The little crow probably took the wrong medicine and died." Hu Junyao looked at us this "trouble-making trio" actually speechless, little fat face is full of helplessness. This time the teacher gave the evaluation is: the plot is reasonable, hear this comment, her face only bloomed smile.

After a few seconds' pause, Hu Junyao threw a mysterious look at the teacher and suggested in a low voice: "Teacher, can we give the winner a little reward?" The teacher agreed, "Alright, please applaud to celebrate the girls' group winning." Hu Junyao said triumphantly, "This proposal is to strike a blow to the dignity of the boys, haha ......" At this moment, Zhang Yuhan was "down" again, grinning from ear to ear.

Although we didn't succeed in making a fairy tale, we had a lot of fun working together and performing it. During the writing period, the high school students sneaked a peek at each other's scripts on the pretext of getting water; the girls also argued over the small matter of naming the frogs, such as Little Frog, Little Green Frog, they really missed the point. During the performance, we stood around for a while with our mouths agape because we didn't have enough stock, and we were laughed at by the girls ...... Now that I think about it, the process was quite fun.

Well, with the valuable experience accumulated this time, we believe that the next event we will certainly perform more wonderful!

A long time ago, there was a very lazy piggy who only knew how to eat and sleep, and seldom helped others.

One day, the pig's mother was too tired when she came home, so she asked the pig to go to buy food. After hearing this, the piggy twisted its fat ass and said, "I don't want to go, I don't want to go!" The pig's mother heard what the pig said, and said to it: "You lazy bastard, if you go, I'll give you chocolate to eat." Hearing this, the pig stood up reluctantly, took a basket and walked out of the house slowly. Along the way, it walked and played, sniffing here and there. Suddenly, the little pig smelled a fragrance, so the little pig thought: there must be a lot of delicious food in front of it, haha. It followed the scent and went forward, and finally came to a big tree. It saw a lot of delicious food, so it quickly pounced on it and ate. While the little pig was eating, it never thought that a vicious wolf was hiding in the grass behind it. In a short time, the little pig finished eating all those things.

It lay down on the grass, rubbed its bulging belly, and said, "It's delicious, it's delicious." Suddenly, the wolf came out of the grass, and its two green eyes flashed fiercely, staring straight at the little pig. The little pig saw the wolf and wanted to run away, but because the pig was not usually athletic and had just eaten so much, it could not run, so it had to cry out for help. The wolf was getting closer and closer, and the little dog at the bottom of the hill heard Piggy's cry for help. Rushed to call its companions, with full speed to the mountain, fortunately, the puppy fast, in time to rush up the mountain. The wolf saw so many dogs, and all the rage, and quickly fled.

The pig returned home, the ins and outs of this matter are said again, mom listened to, said: "Children ah! You should take this incident as a deep lesson, do not be lazy again."

From then on, the pig got up very early every day, exercise, and became a lovely, fit little pig.

Fairy tale essay 15

Hello, my name is Lele, I am a polar bear, listen to the name, as if I am very happy, in fact, I am not happy. Because in recent years, mankind crazy spoil the earth's environment, super emission of greenhouse gases, resulting in rising temperatures, glaciers melting, and our homes have been destroyed.

At the moment, I'm living in my home is getting hotter and hotter, after that I feel something is wrong, so I went to check the temperature questionnaire, and found that the temperature and carbon dioxide emissions are rising linearly, which makes me shocked.

Are humans trashing the planet like this? Because the temperature is rising, the glaciers are melting and our home is gone. We had to swim far away to find bigger glaciers to build on. We are all good swimmers and can swim far and wide. Nevertheless, it took a lot of physical effort to find a large enough glacier. Once, a friend of mine drowned while looking for a glacier because he couldn't find it for a long time and couldn't swim.

I also swam more than 10 kilometers to find a glacier, but I just climbed up and the glacier cracked again. Our family had a hard time finding a hole to settle in, but within a few days, the glacier got smaller again. I was so sad that I had to say goodbye to my former home!

Our polar bear's favorite food is fish, but because of human development, factories always discharge sewage into the ditch, and then discharged into the river, and then flow into the sea. The water is polluted and there are fewer fish. At the moment, it is difficult to find fish.

In the past, we didn't eat dead things, but at the moment, in order to fill our stomachs, we have to eat dead things. If human beings don't destroy the natural environment, I won't become so sad! A few days ago, my good friend in Antarctica, Huanhuan, a penguin, called me and cried to me that she had a hard time finding food. The penguins are getting thinner and thinner, and they can't stand the cold weather, so they're worried about their family!

Humans! Please stop your stupid behavior! Stop hurting the Earth, because, eventually, not only us, but yourselves will have no place to live!