The beautiful scenery at the bottom of my heart

"Pattern..." It rained.

I sat at my desk, read the book, listened to the symphony of rain, wind and leaves outside the window. I couldn't help but walk to the window sill, opened the curtains, and looked at everything outside the window. It was like an evening, just like the morning. general. A piece of leaves, with the urging of wind and rain, has also fallen. Suddenly, a piece of yellow leaves fell on my window sill, and I didn't care too much, because I didn't know that there was a bug underneath...

After a while, the leaves were gently moved, and my eyes shifted to the leaves. I saw the head of a bug. The size of the nail shell is generally struggling, and the leaf is pressed against its body. How can it not be able to get rid of the bug and move forward desperately. Finally, the leaf is smashed. . The bug was exhausted, and it was lying on the window sill. I don't know how long it has passed, it crawled forward, revealing a pair of brown wings, it has to take off. It made the whole body's strength fly forward, but it never surrendered to the scouring of the rain. Just after a short distance, it was hit by the rain on the ground. It struggled again. After a short while, it had to take off again. It flapped its wings and flew hard... but it still fell... I watched the little worm take off again and again, and again and again. Looking at the shell that was wet by the rain, my heart hurts. I want to help it and help it cover a drop of water! But I can't do it. I don't know where the bug is heading, and I don't know where the bug's target is...

The little bug took off again. The higher the flying, the more it swayed in the wind and rain. It was faint, and the time seemed to stop at that moment. The little worm, the little rain, the sinuous forest seemed to melt. In one, form a beautiful landscape. Under the landscape painting, I saw it. I saw that a worm had been struggling for his own life and continued to advance for his own goals. The perseverance was printed on my mind. It was a Only a stubborn bug, its strong outer shell opens up a path to hope for it!

It was a beautiful scenery, a scene where the little worm painted for himself, and it was branded in my heart! When I faced a thorn in the path of life, the scenery reappeared in my mind, let me go forward! never stop!

Wanyuan City Zhuyi Middle School

2013 class 4 class Zhang Xiaotong

Third day: Zhang Xiaotong