my school英语作文带翻译-风起风停的那一刻
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my school英语作文带翻译-风起风停的那一刻
Day
faint. To dark. Feng Xiao. Floating dust.
Filled the sand fly, the wind rolled khaki
particles hit
in the face, and bounced to the
ground, and then re-wind
carries the fly on
your clothes, then, we would firmly stick
to
the top, becoming very nice ornaments .
We have a whole class of people, blankly standing
on the
second floor, looking at the following
Feishazoushi
spectacular, hands, also carrying
a writing we do not want to
mention the very
thing - broom dustpan mop rag.
Yes, yes,
we value today week sweep campus.
Value
Week! In this wind hit full swing today with the
garbage! In the dust and leaves tear
inextricably today! In
this hazy sky and earth
together into one today!
Health
Committee complained to the teacher had sent
special cases today, the request for the
suspension clean,
but unfortunately only the
word： not allowed.
Helpless health tools
we mention Chennai down the stairs,
and then
watched helplessly responsible for the health of
the
students within the class gleefully
waved.
At the moment we set foot on
campus ground, Fengshen
suddenly increased the
wind, very warm welcome to our arrival.
Look out! Those remaining weak petals and willow
are
mercilessly fell to the ground, but have
not seen a second
wind roared and rolled up,
swirling into the sky; I do not
know when the
sand has learned spirited samba , scurrying up
and down in the air. Our hair is
difficult to float in this
dance, dress like a
rushing sound like a flag exhibition, to
have
some
But our work? It can be a very
great need for peace!
We had to carry
out in the wind flurry account our health
guerrilla warfare. Poor hygiene among health
district
committee feet do not point to a
slide, extremely busy.
However, they are
suddenly.
It seems to be the moment,
flying hair like being cold,
like freezing,
suddenly hanging in the air. Then, slowly,
slowly, as slowly falling like slow lens,
eventually docile
quiet in the ear side.
At that moment, the wind whistling,
stopped.
I just looked up at the sky.
Those flying green, yellow
and red butterfly -
red cherry petals - as if by some kind of
call, while hovering down, like a group of
well-trained
soldiers. They are a little
hesitation, seemed to consider
whether or not
to fall, then piece after piece, a group of a
group of Fen Yang even fall. With instant
large campus feel
of the scene. These
naturally beautiful picture, actually
only
appeared in just a moment.
No one can
imagine how excited we have the huge campus
agitate our cheers. Health Committee
incoherent excitement,
immediately instructed
us to work.
Willow and cherry blossom
petals fall air still quiet, on
the ground
that we have done in full swing. Boys dance
nunchakus camel waving large broom and mop,
efforts gathered
ground sand; we are
trying to clean up fallen mosaic. Weather
really excellent, not a trace of wind, so we
can not help but
wonder whether they came to
another planet. Petals fell on
the concrete
floor will stand still; even those extremely
soft thin plastic bags, and it has not a trace
of wrinkles.
Switchgrass stopped
swinging, dust stopped dancing, only
our very
active dry sanitation.
I was carrying a
dustpan and walked to the trash soil,
saw
coming towards the health committee. I told her
blooming
smile, also saw her upturned mouth,
but suddenly hidden in a
khaki-colored
mist.
what happened? What's going
on?
I looked back. We saw just been
swept into a pile of
leaves swirling fly the
day, mixed with not sweep the dust,
turned it
into an small tornado. It hit us howling with
volume that has not been cleaned or just
cleaned or land,
with all the labor we just
fly without a trace, leaving only
a messy
floor.
And windy.
And
windy!
Cleaned, again!
天昏。地暗。风啸。尘飘。
漫天黄
沙飞舞，狂风卷着土黄色的颗粒打在脸上，又弹到地上，
再重新被风挟着飞到衣服上，而后，就紧紧地粘
在了上面，成为不怎
么好看的饰物。
我们一整个班的人，呆呆的站在二楼，望着
下面飞沙走石的壮观
景象，手里，还提着某写我们极不愿提的东西——扫帚簸箕拖把抹布。
是的是的，今天我们值周扫校园。
值周！在这个狂风与垃圾打得如火如荼的
今天！在这个灰尘与树
叶撕扯得难解难分的今天！在这个天空与大地朦胧连成一片的今天！
曾派卫生委员向老师诉说今日之特殊情况，请求暂停打扫，无奈
只得二字：不准。
无奈的我们提着卫生工具奈地下楼，再无奈地看着负责班内卫生
的同学幸灾乐祸地挥手。
就在我们踏上校园地面的一刻，风神突然增大了风力，极热情的
欢迎我们的到来。
看吧看吧！那些柔弱的残存的花瓣和柳叶被毫不留情地摔在地上，
但没过一秒又被风呼啸着
卷起，打着旋飞上天空；沙粒不知何时也学
会了奔放的桑巴，在半空中上下左右乱窜。我们的头发在这场
舞蹈中
艰难飘起，衣服像旗展般哗哗作响，到有了些“风飘飘而吹衣”的意
境。
但我们的工作呢？它可极其极其需要安宁！
我们只得在狂风乱舞展开占我们
的卫生游击战。可怜的卫生委员
在各卫生区之间脚不点地的滑行，忙得团团转。
不过，又是突然。
似乎是一瞬间，飘扬的头发像被寒潮冻结一样，一下子
悬在半空。
然后，又慢慢的，慢慢的，如放慢镜头般缓缓落下，最终服帖地静于
耳侧。
就在那一刻，呼啸的风，停了。
我恰好抬头看天。那些漫天飞舞的绿、黄、
红色的蝴蝶——红色
的是樱花花瓣——仿佛受到了某种召唤，同时悬停了下来，犹如一群
训练有
素的士兵。它们稍作迟疑，似乎在考虑是否要下落，便一片接
一片，一群连一群纷扬落下。校园里霎时有
了大片现场的感觉。而这
些自然唯美的画面，竟仅仅在短短一刻内显现。
没有人
能够想象当时我们有多么激动，偌大的校园里激荡着我们
的欢呼。卫生委员兴奋地语无伦次，马上指使我
们投入工作。
空中的柳叶与樱花花瓣仍在宁静的下落，地上的我们已干得热火
朝
天。男生们舞双节棍般地挥着大扫帚和拖把，努力聚集着地上的沙
土；我们则尽力清理落下的花叶。天气
真的极好，一丝风也没有，让
我们不禁怀疑是否来到了另一个星球。花瓣落到水泥地上便静止了；
连那些极薄极软的塑料袋，都没有起一丝的皱纹。
柳枝停止了甩动，灰尘停止了舞蹈，唯有我们在无比积极的干卫
生。
我正抬着一
簸箕土向垃圾箱走去，看到了迎面走来的卫生委员。
我对她绽开微笑，看到她的嘴角也在上翘，却又忽然
隐没在一片土黄
色的迷雾里。
怎么了？怎么回事？
我回
头。只见刚刚被我们扫成一堆的树叶旋转着飞上了天，夹杂
着还没扫净的尘土，成了一股小型龙卷风。它
啸叫着卷袭我们那或刚
刚打扫或还未打扫的土地，带着我们刚才所有的劳动成果，飞得无影
无踪
，只剩下了凌乱的地面。
又起风了。
又起风了！
又要重新打扫了！
“唉——”卫生委员一声长叹。
“唉——”我也跟着一声长叹。