scence in the night Seen dimly through the moonlight, the boundary wall looked enchanting and full of poetry. The white wall, black tiles and sapphire windows were all suffused with sparkling brilliance while the light that filtered out through the patterned blocks was transformed to a shining emerald green. A light breeze blew, swaying the tree branches and making the rays of light glimmer and dance as if a fairytale world were hidden deep within. Above the wall one could see the black roof of the building inside jutting into the night air, so that the wall suddenly seemed to transform, melting into the main building whose style it matched to perfection. The nearby road seemed to have changed too, as if it were the entrance to a scenic area or a cultural palace.

Good Morning The sun wakes up, throws on red mantle and, rises gently up the crest of the extern mountain, radiating with glory, beaming with smiles and greeting “Good morning" to everybody. The merry larks, habitual early risers, dance gracefully from twigs to twigs and warble out sweet and melodious odes to the sun. Sunflowers, putting on their coronas decorated with twinkling dew drops, vie with each other to burst in all their glory toward the first gleams of the morning sun. Swarms of amorous bees, humming out lighthearted madrigals, fly into green clusters to bill and coo with the blossoms after their hearts. Immediately ensue puffing off of chimney smoke in the air, laughter and neigh, and wailing of horns from passing vehicles. The great earth has come to herself from a full night’s lethargic slumber!

A picture of Sunflowers Before long, I began to miss the picture again. It seems as if man is like this sunflower, even in his after-life he still struggles to grasp the departing sun. Thus, I thought of the dark green wall and felt it had absorbed this brilliant golden light for the time being. In vain, I struggled to driveaway this lonely feeling which followed me like a shadow. With the lapse of time，the scene of golden yellow gradually faded in my memory and slowly became so estranged that it was almost forgotten.

Houses in Baiyangdian Baiyangdian was once known as “Northern Jiangnan”, literally the southern type of water town in the North China. But quite different from the village houses in the south of China, the design and construction of the cottages here have their distinctive features. Village houses in the south have sloping roofs to stand the rainy weather, while the cottages here have flat roofs to dry the harvest in the sun. And, every time the water flooded, the villagers had to move belongings in the room onto the roof. These cottages are so close to each other and some are almost connected.

on Reading When life is not moving as we wish, literature provides us with something better than the reality, something reachable. The water in books is clearer, and the sky bluer; when we find no perfect love in real life, we read the eternal love in The Butterfly Lovers and Romeo and Juliet. Reading makes up for the ugliness and coarseness in real life.

the New Year The reasons for the elders’mixed feelings about the New Year， I think， come down to the following two ones. On the one hand， celebrating the New Year means a great expense to them that is often not inculded in the budget. On the other hand， the fleeting time exerts considerable pressure on them. Kids may say excitedly that they begin another year in their life after the NewYear； while， elders may sigh， “Well， I’ve become one year older！” For the kids， the New Year means that they are making progress in the most brilliant part of their life。 On the contrary， for the elders， it’s an indication that they are sliding into their declining years.