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Most recently published stories in Earth.
Naughty little kids
Autumn, like a naughty child, runs east and west, and when you are not looking, it paints the earth with colorful colors. He gives the woods yellow, red and green, the fields gold, red and white, and the orchards purple, red and yellow, but autumn gives the most beautiful view of the garden.
By Brian S Snyder4 years ago in Earth
Spring Morning
In the grass of the park behind our house, a plant ------- dandelion grows everywhere all year round. In the spring morning, when the sun wakes up the earth from its dream with its warm and gentle arms, and the golden light spreads over this small and insignificant park, the dandelion breaks out of the ground with its tenacity, as if to tell us that I am the first "little girl of the mountains" to grow new buds and leaves and change into spring clothes.
By Elaine R Meacham4 years ago in Earth
The girl who loves flowers
The dandelion hairs are like the parachutes of the little ants in the country, and after a while of drifting in the air in an artificial windstorm, they fly away and disappear. In the springtime meadow, the children were looking for the shaggy dandelions, racing to be the first. I recalled my childhood when I followed my friends back and forth on the grassland, and I also gave my grandson, my little son, a fuzzy look: "Bring a lantern, hold a lantern.
By Brian S Snyder4 years ago in Earth
Dan Yonghuang
Although the chrysanthemum is not as elegant as the peony, not as charming as the moon, and not as noble and elegant as the lily, her proud frost spirit is indeed endearing. The following is a sample essay on chrysanthemums, welcome to read it. I hope it will help you!
By Eartha J Adams4 years ago in Earth
New Worlds
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But, why do I hear the screams of my people suffering on the not-so-distant planet” , I thought to myself as the sweat drops from my trimmed Head onto the scorching grounds of my home Planet Venus, I am sitting on, slouching, out in the Farms.
By Lego sensei4 years ago in Earth
Colorful butterflies
One day, I went to People's Park with my mom and dad to play. As soon as we entered the park gate, we saw the flowering chrysanthemum bed. There were red chrysanthemums, white chrysanthemums, yellow chrysanthemums, and purple chrysanthemums ...... The chrysanthemums at the entrance of the park were manually spelled out as "20xx" Arabic numbers and a big torch. A group of people gathered around the flower bed to see, some said: "The red flowers look good." Some said, "The white flowers are beautiful." Others said, "The yellow flowers are beautiful." Some people were confused, so they said, "All of them look good, beautiful, beautiful!"
By Eartha J Adams4 years ago in Earth
