Seven papers on carbon footprint

Carbon footprint composition 1

Growth is a road, it can experience storms and see rainbows; Growth is a road. If you feel sad, you will be happy.

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Carbon footprint composition 1

Growth is a road, it can experience storms and see rainbows; Growth is a road. If you feel sad, you will be happy.

I used to think that my parents were too busy to accompany me home, eat with me and play with me ... but after that, I learned to grow up and gained a lot of meaningful truth.

That day, the light rain pattered on the eaves, making a crisp tick, forming a wonderful music that echoed in the sky. I walked out of school and looked at the darkness in the sky. It seemed to be my face. I casually opened my umbrella, letting the rain drop on it and splashing transparent water. I stepped on the pond on the ground, and my feet made a "snapping" sound, adding new notes to the rain song. It's the twelfth lunar month, and the wind is so cold that even the trees are shivering with cold. My heart is like this cold and heartless wind, frozen like a piece of ice. I shrank my stiff neck and ran home at once.

Suddenly I found the security guard at the door looking at me, picked up the phone next to me and reported to another person. I quickly found a hidden place where I could hear voices and listened quietly: "Hey, she's back. Well, God loves her. " Suddenly, I vaguely heard a tired voice from the other end of the phone. That's my father's voice. Secretly proud in my heart, I heard my father ask me anxiously intermittently. I seem to see my father's kind face, full of traces of years, but still smiling kindly. I rushed home like an arrow. I sat quietly in an abandoned house, and a tear fell on the ground, full of infinite guilt.

The phone rang and I rushed to the phone. My mother's weak voice came from the phone, asking me to be caring and attentive. I put the phone down gently, and tears welled up again, and my heart ached. Is this growth? I asked myself over and over again, crying my head down until my eyes turned into two red and swollen "balls", and I stopped crying.

The door opened and my parents came back. I jumped on them and gave them a big hug. I saw happy smiles on their faces. Mother said, "Our son has grown up!"

I quietly said to myself: Perhaps, this is growth!

The road to growth is endless, the songs of growth are sweet, and the price of growth is painful. I learned to be considerate and caring in warm fatherly love and maternal love, and I learned to be tolerant in pain. I'm growing up step by step, and I'm more mature through experience.

This is the footprint of my growth and the dribs and drabs of my life. I will understand many important life truths on the road of growth, and I will grow up gradually.

On the combination of carbon footprint 2

I stepped on a string of footprints in the growing oasis.

In this series of footprints of different sizes, the smallest footprint was left by my childishness in kindergarten. At the age of three, I came to kindergarten with a small bag on my back. In the face of strange faces, I was so scared that I knocked on a small drum in my heart. The teacher came to me with a smile and I held my mother's hand tightly. Unwilling to part with her. With the constant encouragement of my teacher and mother, I stepped into the school gate with tears in my eyes ... but suddenly I turned around and said to my mother with tears, "Pick me up at four o'clock." Later, I often heard my mother mention it. That day, I asked the teacher countless times: is it four o'clock? Alas! You're humiliated.

Year after year flies, and in a blink of an eye, I am in the first grade of primary school! I joined the Young Pioneers in the first grade, and I strictly demand myself to be a good student. Once I found twenty-five yuan and gave it to the teacher at once. The teacher praised me, and my heart was full of joy, as sweet as honey. At the end of the term, I won the honorary title of "Excellent Young Pioneers".

After I set foot on the first step of primary school, I set foot on the second step. In the second grade, what I remember most is that when I chose to attend the school interest class, I gave my mother a list of interest items for her to sign, but when I got to school, my classmates accidentally broke it. I cleverly cut out my mother's name and posted it on another list. When I got home, I proudly told my mother about it. I thought I would be praised by my mother, but I didn't want to be self-defeating I was severely taught a lesson by my mother. Let me explain to the teacher. Because my mother told me that such behavior was wrong and other people's signatures could not be changed casually, I was scared and worried that the teacher would reprimand me. The next morning, I came to school and told the teacher about it with trepidation, but the teacher didn't blame me, but praised me for correcting my mistake. I have the courage in this matter. At the end of this year, I won the honor of "three good students".

After grade three, I transferred to another school for various reasons. Return to Longchang from Shenzhen. It's a strange face and a new environment. I began to adapt, study hard and try to catch up with my classmates. Finally, with the help of teachers and classmates, I made unremitting efforts and achieved good results. This year I became strong and confident, and learned to overcome difficulties.

Now, with courage and strength, I am walking on the learning road of grade four. ...

When a new day comes, every footprint is extremely precious, and they will be firmly "printed" in my heart and will never be erased.

On the composition of carbon footprint 3

Why should I grow up? I have questioned myself many times. After a long time, I finally found the answer.

The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves rustle. The beam of the sunset fell to the ground in a daze. The shadow of the leaves moves with the wind, and the floating shadow moves, leaving a bit of vicissitudes. Leaves fall and people walk. I was walking home with a heavy schoolbag on my back. However, my mood is not infected by the surrounding scenery at all, and I am still cheerful. I just got my favorite book and am skipping home. The corner of my eye suddenly turned into a new green. Oh, grass. I squatted down and looked at it carefully. Green leaves and straight back seem to overflow. It seems that the branches and leaves next to it are not so bleak. I smiled and set foot on my way home again.

It's the way home again The snowstorm this morning seems to be still falling in front of us, rolling and drifting into the unknown distance. My footsteps are slightly heavier, printed on the snow. My parents' shouts echoed in my ears. "Can you be rational?" I stepped on the snow with a little anger, but I accidentally fell to the ground. The stinging pain from the cold and hardness of the snow penetrated into my knees. I managed to get up on the ground and saw the grass. The snow has bent down, the grass is weak on the leaves, and the tip of the grass is slightly bent. But still try to resist the shadow of death. I was stunned, but I still smiled, as if to say to myself, "Keep on cheering." Say that finish, pull away.

In a blink of an eye, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

I took off my heavy winter clothes and walked steadily on my way home. The spring breeze is blowing gently, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the sun is slightly exposed, and it is full of vitality. The fallen leaves have been swept away and replaced by some sparrows foraging. I got good grades and suddenly thought of that little grass. What is it like now? Squat down and look for it. It's also in full bloom. Pale petals sway with the wind, just like grass with tender leaves, but there seems to be something invisible.

It is growth.

It experienced hours of fearlessness, wind and snow tempering, and produced bright flowers. So do people. Perfect fairy tales will only stay in childhood memories after all. People will grow up, and setbacks will help us precipitate beauty, understand difficulties and experience pain. Only after experiencing the baptism of growth, will we leave the original beautiful and eager flower of life.

So this is growth.

On the composition of carbon footprint 4

Wearing a raincoat as thin as silk and as light as wool, and carrying a basket full of hope and life, Miss Chun came lightly across the mountains. Fly over the river; Along the way. It's hard! But it doesn't care about taking a break, so it can't wait to pounce on mountains and rivers, plains and mountains ... wherever it goes, it contains unparalleled vitality. Following the footsteps of spring and wearing beautiful spring clothes, we came to Henggangyuan Mountain Scenic Area in Shenzhen to find the footprints of spring.

Spring girl spreads her life all over the world; Spread different colors around the world. It is it that adorns the hillside with colorful colors; It is the music for the Forest Concerto; It is it that dresses flowers with bright clothes and sprays them with rich fragrance, making them all compete for beauty.

We searched for Miss Chun's footprints along the muddy path of the round mountain. Light rain fell naughtily in the mountains. In the sound of rain, every rock, leaf and grass on the mountain has become a wonderful key. The fluttering rain is countless dexterous and soft fingers, playing one elegant ditty after another, and each note is full of fantastic colors.

Look for the footprints of Miss Chun along the long stream winding around Huayuan Mountain. Fish swim proudly in the clear stream. The young trees on both sides of the river curiously poked out their tender yellow heads. Under the spring breeze, Miss Liu, a delicate and pretty girl, is swaying branches as long and soft as long hair and leaves as yellow and green as eyebrows, which makes Miss Liu more graceful and charming!

Looking for the footprints of spring on the vast grassland of Yuanshan Mountain. Children are flying kites, and the wind blows kites into the sky, just like teacher Chun is teaching children to fly kites. Birds fly freely in the sky. From a distance, this fresh green seems to flow in the rain and fog, into my eyes and into my heart.

Spring is coming, I hear it, smell it, touch it, it's so charming! Spring brings me hope, let us sow the seeds of hope in the new year; Spring has given us the strength to move towards a better future for another year!

On the composition of carbon footprint 5

The pace of growth is getting faster and faster, and there are more and more footprints. The pace of growth is moving towards my dream youth step by step, leaving me a beautiful childhood.

Perhaps, some people will feel bored when they grow up, and some people will feel uncomfortable. However, we must know that from the first day of our birth, the pace of growth has never stopped moving forward, and it has gone further and further ... There is no such thing as a banquet that never ends. After all, childhood is a beautiful and beautiful memory, and it is the happiest and most relaxed time in life. Childhood can be carefree to play, you can not bear too much responsibility, even if you keep making mistakes, someone will forgive you and help you. In childhood, you only need to complete a simple task: study.

Although childhood is beautiful, it will eventually pass away, and we can't be immersed in the beauty of childhood forever. Dreams always wake up. Facing the vacant future, we can't escape or hide. We must stand up bravely and declare war on all difficulties. Because, some things are inevitable after all.

Perhaps, you will play hard in the last few days of childhood and enjoy the last fun of childhood. However, what should come will come. We can't hide in the warm arms of our parents forever. One day, we will spread our wings and fly in our own blue sky. Since you are going to die, you should do something beneficial to yourself in this last childhood. We should be responsible for ourselves and the future, instead of doing nothing at home all day.

How can you see that beautiful rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Maybe there will be many difficulties and spiritual setbacks in our future, but we still have to persist, because we were born for suffering. What do young people want without suffering? You should always adhere to a belief: the edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. Perhaps success is so far away from us, but we must have hope in our hearts. Only with hope, hard work and courage to face setbacks, we are not far from success.

In the future, we will have to take on more responsibilities. We will not only carry our schoolbags on our shoulders, but also carry heavy loads. Therefore, from now on, we can't immerse ourselves in that childhood any more, we should work hard, work hard and create a better tomorrow!

About the combination of carbon footprint 6

"The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away." Spring always gives people a fresh and elegant atmosphere, and everything lies in the fact that spring is always full of hope and vitality.

In the early morning, when the curtains were opened and the windows were pushed open, a breeze blew, and a fresh, fragrant and elegant earthy breath came to my face. Let's go for a spring outing.

"Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and thousands of green silk tapestries hang down." Although the willow branches in early spring do not have all kinds of temperament, they are not short of freshness and beauty. You see, the green paper is inlaid with emerald buds, which are brand-new and shiny, as if painted with oil. I can't help but think of a reading article saying: In the era of material shortage, willow buds can be eaten-that's a life-saving grace. With a respect in my heart, I accidentally put a fan in my mouth. It's soft to chew, but hard. A little bitterness spread from the base of the tongue, and then it was a little sweet. Ah, Liu Yaer honed all winter. Is it because spring has come that her heart is sweet?

Of course, flowers are indispensable in spring, but flowers, I still like to see the small blue wildflowers on the roadside. Small blue wildflowers are common. They are often with their partner, the young grass. I didn't know her scientific name, so I named them bluegrass.

The petals of bluegrass usually have four petals with lavender stripes. The petals are purple at the bottom, and the flower core in the middle may be light blue or transparent, like a light stick. The whole flower looks like a pot because the ends of her petals are a little curly. One flower and two flowers, you can't see beauty, but if it's dozens, it will be comparable to the "blue witch" over there.

Spring has come, quietly and unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, there are wild flowers everywhere, and the spring water is flowing. Everything is bathed in the dawn of the spring morning, swaying with the wind, like a girl's light song and dance, which is very lovely.

Spring warms the heart and spleen. "If you want to wet apricot flowers with clothes, you won't feel cold when you blow your face."

Spring is full of vitality. "It's always spring when I'm free."

Spring is cool and humid. "The east wind sprinkles rain and dew, and the world will make people spring."

On the combination of carbon footprint 7

I like that hot summer; I like crisp autumn air; I like the frozen winter in Wan Li. But I prefer vibrant and colorful spring.

Everything seemed to have just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. Everything is brand-new. The willows grow green buds, the grass grows out of the soil, and the sun blushes.

The footprints of spring are in the dense forest. Look, the trees are sprouting fresh buds, and the flowers are blooming with bright smiles, one after another. Walking in the depths, the stream is singing and gurgling, and it is so refreshing to drink a sweet and cool mountain spring. Further inside, deer run freely in the forest, and birds sing happily in praise of spring.

The footprint of spring, in the thin spring rain. "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. " It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window. You see, the rain is like cow hair, like needles, like filaments, and it is densely woven into hazy silk. He has no fury of summer rain, nor melancholy and sadness of autumn rain; And more delicate, lingering, shy and gentle.

The footprints of spring, in the wind of singing. Spring is not always mild, and its temper sometimes becomes restless. The spring breeze is whistling, and it sounds like a whistle, rolling up yellow sand. When the spring breeze takes a break, the swinging kite will shine. You see, the sky is dotted with kites. They add infinite colors to the monotonous blue sky with white clouds.

As the saying goes, "A year's plan lies in spring." Spring is the leader of the year, which makes a good start for the year and leads us forward step by step.

Wind, frost, rain and snow. Isn't life like this? I often think that teenagers are like this beautiful spring. Only by working hard can we have an autumn harvest, and only by living up to spring can we leave a solid life footprint in spring.