Some people admire the magnificence of the sea, some people admire the boundless sky, some people praise the soaring trees, and some people think that the specialties are dazzling. But I like this unknown plum blossom.
Plum blossoms are not as beautiful as peony, delicate and flashy roses, colorful roses and elegant lotus flowers. However, I prefer this Ao Shuang plum blossom.
In winter, the cold brings snowflakes to the earth. The bare mountains are white, the leaves are white, and the road in front of the door is white. Only on the distant cold mountain, plum trees are faintly visible, bearing flowers and bones, waiting for the cold wind to sprout.
The snow is still falling and the wind is still blowing. In this season of freezing thousands of miles and snowing in Wan Li, only plum blossoms are in full bloom proudly. Colorful white as snow, red as fire, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay ... Dancing in the cold wind, Bing Xin jade bone.
When you smell it carefully, a fragrance can't help coming at you. The fragrance is elegant and fresh, which suddenly makes people feel relaxed and happy ... "Plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold", and the cold wind blows plum blossom fragrance; It is the sunset in winter that shines on plum blossoms; What moistens plum blossoms is the rain and dew of residual snow. But the plum blossoms standing on the top of the mountain are so fragrant, graceful and elegant.
In spring, flowers move out of the warm basin, plum blossoms wither, but delicious plums are offered, contributing all their strength to mankind ... but the indomitable spirit of plum blossoms is even more admirable. Since ancient times, it and Matsuzaka have been known as "three friends of the old and the cold", and have been competing with poets for poems, painters for paintings, artists for sculptures and tourists for yearning.
Winter goes and summer comes, fighting against cold, enduring frost and snow, and continuing the four seasons, which fully embodies the strong vitality of plum blossoms that are not afraid of difficulties and pressures. This is a character that people can't see but does exist. Isn't that what people want to learn? Looking at it, I can't help but think of the developers of Saibei who are fighting in the wild snow area. They are like pine trees and autumn chrysanthemums, but more like wintersweet.
They silently dedicated their lives in harsh environment. Don't they have the quality of plum blossoms? Where would we be today without them? Thinking about it, a feeling of admiration for plum blossoms arises spontaneously ... whenever azaleas return to the earth in spring, azaleas, known as "the beauty of flowers", are full of spring, blooming in parks or gardens where tourists gather, which is pleasing to the eye and refreshing.
Rhododendron, also known as azalea, refers to all kinds of red azaleas. In fact, azaleas are not only red.
Rhododendron is one of the top ten famous flowers in China. Just like a poem written by the famous poet Bai Juyi is very good: "You are not like this world with two branches in your hand."
The thing in this flower is stone, and its glory. ""Looking back, the peach season is colorless, reflecting hibiscus instead of flowers. "
The twigs of rhododendron are rough to the touch, and the colors of branches are different from those of other flowers. Other flowers have brown branches, but their branches are light green. Rhododendron leaves are rectangular.
The leaves are dark green and smooth to the touch, without any fluff. Unlike Mao Dujuan, the leaves in Mao Dujuan are very comfortable and soft to the touch, with fine fluff. The green leaves are lined with red flowers, and the azaleas are divided into several colors. My favorite color is red, which is very beautiful and charming under the sunshine.
Seen from a distance, azaleas are flying in the air like a group of colorful butterflies. That flower looks particularly bright, like a piece of red paper, but if you touch it, it is not as smooth as its leaves and a little wrinkled.
I like the beautiful cuckoo. Class 6, Shouxian No.3 Middle School, Lu 'an City, Anhui Province, Gardenia Rong Xin, autumn dusk.
A wisp of floating red leans against the sky for a long time, and seems to miss this colorful and helpless world of mortals. Since ancient times, every autumn has been sad and lonely.
Now, autumn has come again. Looking back suddenly, I find that this is the third autumn after my beloved grandfather died. Over the years, whenever I think of the little things I got along with him as a child, tears will flow down disobediently.
I still remember the day when grandpa left, and the holy gardenias fell all over the earth. I fell in love with gardenia for no reason. I fell in love with its fragrance, its purity, its melancholy ... melancholy? Melancholy! Before, melancholy was so far away from me.
After grandpa left, I suddenly found a veil-like melancholy hanging over me, just like a banana after autumn rain and dusk. Maybe sometimes I smile, but I can't hide my sadness.
In my mind, my grandfather called gardenia a bosom friend. He once warned me earnestly: Be like this gardenia, don't covet colorful things that don't belong to you, just silently dedicate your fragrance.
At that time, the ignorant little boy couldn't understand the true meaning of this sentence, but today, when I read this motto of life, grandpa left me irrevocably, left his lifelong education career and left his best friend Gardenia. That year, my grandfather suddenly fell ill in bed, and it was a cancer that was extremely difficult to treat.
Seeing him lying in bed in pain, I'd rather be me! I thought of gardenia, but it was the season when gardenia withered, and I racked my brains but could do nothing. Helpless! Grandpa still can't see the pain of his good friend. What should I do? I ran to the yard and picked up the petals fluttering in the wind one by one.
It seems that only glue can restore them to their original appearance. I think my grandfather will be very pleased to see gardenia, and his illness may get better.
That morning, I meticulously did this boring job, and finally finished these "gardenias" in the afternoon. I held them carefully and dedicated them to my grandfather.
Sure enough, grandpa was very pleased, and then there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes. Slowly, my grandfather cried like a child. When I asked him why, he shook his head, but didn't answer-did he see through my trick? I told a lie, a beautiful lie.
I was very happy that day and gave my painful grandfather a little comfort. But now that I think about it, I regret it again. I made my grandfather, a strong man all his life, shed tears in his twilight years, and my conscience was greatly condemned.
I thought I made up this lie.
2. Imitate wisteria and write 600 words of plum blossom.
Plum blossoms are extremely common.
Some people admire the grandeur of the sea, some people admire the boundless sky, some people admire the soaring trees, and some people think that specialty products are dazzling. But I like this unknown plum blossom.
Plum blossoms are not as beautiful as peony, delicate and flashy roses, colorful roses and elegant lotus flowers. However, I prefer this Ao Shuang plum blossom.
In winter, the cold brings snowflakes to the earth. The bare mountains are white, the leaves are white, and the road in front of the door is white. Only on the distant cold mountain, plum trees are faintly visible, bearing flowers and bones, waiting for the cold wind to sprout.
The snow is still falling and the wind is still blowing. In this season of freezing thousands of miles and snowing in Wan Li, only plum blossoms are in full bloom proudly. Colorful white as snow, red as fire, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay ... Dancing in the cold wind, Bing Xin jade bone. When I smell it carefully, a fragrance can't help coming at me. The fragrance is elegant and fresh, which suddenly makes people feel relaxed and happy. ...
"Plum blossoms come from bitter cold", and it is cold wind that blows plum blossoms; It is the setting sun in winter that shines on plum blossoms; What moistens plum blossoms is the rain and dew of residual snow. But the plum blossoms standing on the top of the mountain are so fragrant, graceful and elegant.
In spring, when all kinds of flowers are moved out of warm pots, plum blossoms wither, but they offer delicious plums to mankind and contribute all their strength to mankind. ...
However, the indomitable spirit of Meihua is even more impressive. Since ancient times, it and Matsuzaka have been known as "three friends of the old and the cold", and have been competing with poets for poems, painters for paintings, artists for sculptures and tourists for yearning. Winter goes and summer comes, fighting against cold, enduring frost and snow, and continuing the four seasons, which fully embodies the strong vitality of plum blossoms that are not afraid of difficulties and pressures. This is a character that people can't see but does exist. Isn't that what people want to learn?
Looking at it, I can't help but think of the developers of Saibei who are fighting in the wild snow area. They are like pine trees and autumn chrysanthemums, but more like wintersweet. They silently dedicated their lives in harsh environment. Don't they have the quality of plum blossoms? Where would we be today without them?
Thinking about thinking, a kind of admiration for plum blossoms arises spontaneously. ...
3. Write a 600-word composition (write your own experience) imitating Wisteria Falls. Osmanthus fragrans has never seen it so tenacious in life, only seeing a touch of new green, embellishing a life color on the weather-beaten branches. It is not obvious, let alone striking, but in my mind, he shines in the sun.
Go forward and touch it gently, and you can see the clear veins of the leaves. A soft and comfortable feeling flows between your fingers, like a child's tender cheek.
Look at the leaves beside them. Some are not fully stretched and rolled together, and the top is reddish brown, like a shy little girl. Osmanthus fragrans has withered here, and there are no friends who stop to watch in this small plant world at home, and there is no faint fragrance.
That's it, the rubber tree that accompanied me for ten years. It is so humble that it can't even compare with a nameless flower.
But it is still growing. Under the cruel and broken wounds, one piece, two pieces ... a touch of new green is quietly emerging, and they compete with each other, bringing people a new breath. "I have regained the hope of life!" They are laughing.
"I have regained my vitality!" They shouted excitedly. Gently stroking the slender but tall branches with your hands, a feeling of vicissitudes of life and sincere admiration arises spontaneously.
I stared at this humble rubber tree silently, feeling that it is not just an ordinary plant, but an eternal spirit. That touch of new green, like a gurgling stream, flows into my heart.
It took away all my troubles and unhappiness, and also took away the heavy burden that has been pressing on my heart. What left me was a kind of joy and encouragement to regain confidence.
I can't help thinking that ten years ago, it first came to our house and grew up with me. It watched me grow, and I forged a deep friendship with it. But a few months ago, I was beheaded. I once thought with regret, perhaps, it will never be as prosperous as before! Seeing that it has finally sprouted and is full of vitality, my heart is full of joy, and that touch of new green is slowly flowing in my heart.
Flowers and people will encounter all kinds of setbacks, but the long river of life is endless. I touched the cheek-soft leaves again. It rises slightly and is growing sturdily.
What brings me is the motivation to move forward. I meditated for a long time, lowered my head and continued to complete the arduous learning task. In this unpredictable ocean, I seem to be driving a boat and starting to explore knowledge.
4. Wisteria Waterfall imitates and writes 600 words (there must be a central sentence; I learned the text Wisteria Waterfall today, which was written by Zong Pu. Formerly known as Feng Zhongpu. This passage was written in May, 1982. At that time, my brother was terminally ill and dying, and my sister was very anxious and sad. The text mainly talks about three aspects: seeing flowers, remembering flowers and understanding flowers. I realized that the long river of life is endless. A temporary misfortune, personal misfortune is not enough to fear; Life should also be open-minded, optimistic, energetic and enterprising.
I remember when I was a child, our family was not rich, and my parents worked outside all day, earning only three or four hundred yuan in January. Later, my mother broke down from overwork. After her mother's illness, life at home became more tense. In order to treat my mother, I borrowed money everywhere. I owe a lot of money to others. At that time, I thought: Why was I born in such an environment to make a living? Why do people have misfortune? Until now, I understand: temporary misfortune and personal misfortune are nothing to be afraid of; Life should also be open-minded, optimistic, energetic and enterprising. Later, when my mother recovered from her illness, our family's life became easier again. I also realized that the long river of life is endless.
5. Imitate Wisteria Falls and write a composition about sunflowers of not less than 550 words. There are thousands of flowers in the world, which are dazzling. Others like lilies and roses, but my favorite flower is sunflower. However, sunflowers also have their beauty. Sunflowers are bright, bright, beautiful, enthusiastic, full and stubborn. Very common. But its beauty is often hidden in its ordinary and ordinary. Flowers blooming in the sun are as bright as the sun, and their colors are full of the flavor of the sun. So it doesn't matter whether it's raining or cloudy. I don't look up, I know you are shining. I have seen sunflowers since I was a child. Their leaves are green. Look at their eyes-like seeds, like black pearls, bees are flying freely in the sky. Some melon seeds come out with their heads down, as if they were too ashamed to lift their heads. Rows of sunflowers protect the grass in the sun like little giants. Sunflower is also called sunflower, because its disk always faces the sun, and sunflower is like the younger brother of the sun, so it has the reputation of "sunflower". Sunflowers are like mothers, and the sun is like children. Mothers are always defined as child-centered. Once the mother loses that center, she loses the purpose and direction of rotation. Therefore, we must strive to do a good job in that center so that mothers will not be disappointed and will no longer lose their way. Why does sunflower turn to the sun? I found a valid answer. The phenomenon that sunflowers follow the sun proves the phototropism of plants. Most plants are characterized by phototropic growth. Phototropism can make the stems and leaves of plants in the most suitable position for using light energy, because plants receive enough sunlight to carry out photosynthesis better. These sunflowers greet the sunrise together every day! In fact, although sunflower is small, it hides deep love for the sun.
6. Write a 600-word composition imitating Wisteria Falls and walk into nature. Do you think the flowers are red and the grass is green? When the wind blows, they will become brighter; Do you think the sky is blue, the clouds are white, and Xiaer is red when she comes? Do you think the mountains are green and the water is beautiful? As soon as the birds passed by, they became cheerful.
Walking into nature, do you think nature is beautiful?
We can observe carefully and paint beautiful scenery. Just like the word "Spring", after the scene of spring is always written at the beginning, the third to sixth natural paragraphs are used to describe four pictures, namely "Spring Grass Map", "Spring Flower Map", "Spring Breeze Map" and "Spring Rain Map", which are displayed in layers. At the same time, pay attention to all-round observation and multi-angle perception. For example, in the fifth natural paragraph "Map of Spring Breeze", first write the warmth of spring breeze from the sense of touch, then write the fragrance of spring breeze from the sense of smell, then write the beauty of spring breeze from the visual aspect, and finally write the pleasant sound of spring breeze from the sense of hearing. In this way, a variety of senses are mobilized to describe the spring breeze from different sides and angles, and the intangible, colorless and tasteless spring breeze that is difficult to capture is written with sound and taste. Let readers seem to be there, see its shape and smell its sound, and let readers naturally indulge in it.
We can also tell a beautiful story according to the scene. We don't just write about the scenery, we can also tell an equally beautiful story in this beautiful environment, and organically integrate the scenery with the plot. In the text "Visiting Friends in the Mountain", "Friends in the Mountain" came to us one by one, telling each other their worries, the whole fairy tale world. You know, the beautiful environment is intoxicating and makes the beautiful story icing on the cake.
We can also use scenery to express our feelings and express a beautiful feeling. Bai Juyi has a saying: "People who touch people's hearts, don't worry about feelings first." Only by accurately and vividly describing the scenery with emotion and moving people with the image of the scenery can we give people ideological enlightenment and beautiful feelings. Another example is "Wisteria Falls". Facing the blooming wisteria, the author's original sadness and anxiety gradually turned into peace and joy, and the feelings contained in it were surging, all in the delicate description of the scenery. So we should try our best to dig out what really touches our hearts, so that the story is filled with sincere and strong feelings, and the scenery is filled with simple and strong feelings.
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Spring is coming, it is beautiful, everything is reviving, the spring breeze is blowing and the sunrise is rising. Nature is more beautiful and lovely at this time. Listen, Ji, Ji, Ji. Looking up, it was a bird in a newly sprouted tree. They are singing happily. Look, under the spring breeze, kites are fluttering, so lively. Smell all kinds of flowers in the park, and their fragrance is refreshing.
Summer came quietly. * * * The scorching sun scorched the earth, and there was no wind. In the dense forest, cicadas hide in the tree and cry, "It's hot, it's hot." On the lawn, a little dog ran around bored, as if he couldn't stand the irritability in summer. In the pond, the pink and white lotus flowers are charming and touching, which makes people feel a little relaxed in the tense and dreary summer days.
Autumn comes one after another, and the autumn sky is blue and golden, and the sun is shining. There is a white cloud floating in the western sky, slowly floating, floating. In the field, people are harvesting mature crops, and their faces are full of smiles, as if enjoying the joy of harvest.
Winter is coming, the north wind is howling, pushing the tree hard, and snowflakes are flying behind the north wind. Large areas of land are falling, and soon the whole forest is covered with white clothes. My QQ number is 15 109494. Please add if you are interested ~
7. Imitate the composition of Wisteria Falls, with 550 words and a drop of water.
Refracting the sun's rays; A lotus pond shines all summer. -inscription in a summer with lotus flowers, I stopped, lingered, lingered, lingered.
Stay away from the irritability of summer and stay by the Lotus Lake. The gentleness of bowing your head is the most, just like the shyness of water lotus, which is invincible in the cool breeze. In summer, because there are lotus flowers, it is charming.
The lotus in the pool, like a swan swimming in the water, is looking forward to it; Dancing on the water like a fairy. Huge lotus leaves are like handfuls of shy flowers: some are tightly wrapped, some are in bud, some are in bud, some are in full bloom, and some are in full bloom.
The lotus is shy, leaning between the lotus leaf and the blue waves, rippling with the wind and dancing with the waves ... the lotus leaf embraces the lotus and is graceful; Lotus is like a girl, snuggling on the lotus leaf, perhaps bathed in warm love. The collision between hearts blooms the most beautiful flowers.
Lotus, with its pure beauty, shows its nobility. In summer, flowers are eclipsed by it, and everything is intoxicated by it.
In summer, because of the lotus, it is more holy. Lotus leaf field, the morning dew is brilliant, there are always a few flowers and arrows out of the mud, and the smile says flowers are red and green.
A green lotus leaf just covered the lotus. Two stretched lotus leaves, holding blooming lotus flowers, are particularly charming.
Between the lotus leaf and the petals, the stamen is yellow, without earthly filth, like a girl's heart, giving her beauty to summer. Carefree, fearless, humble and sonorous are the qualities of lotus. With her unique love, she overflowed her innocent feelings and bloomed her heart.
I cherish the holy fantasy in my dream and my love for lotus. Xiahe. The sacred messenger by the river.
Brocade turns red, and summer is full of poetry because of lotus flowers. Looking at this pool of summer lotus, I really want to fold a round lotus leaf, such as holding an umbrella, which is a kind of possession and satisfaction.
The ancients said: "Look at the glory of Baihui, there is no unique spirit of flowers." Today, I finally realize that lotus is the only spirit of letting a hundred flowers blossom.
Wang Wei's "Fishing Boat in Front of the Lotus" is full of poetry, Li Kuchan's "Mohe" is full of pen and ink, and Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" is full of images. I'm not a painter, I can't describe its natural beauty: I'm not a poet, I can't chant its charm and enchanting: I just want to keep "brocade turns red" in my heart.
Down the river, the fairy with poetic rhyme in the water. Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
In summer, because of the heavy load, it is stronger. Lotus leaves, green as dye, strewn at random.
Lotus, flawless white, delicate red. In the distance, among several scattered lotus leaves, there is a lotus flower, almost withered, but still stubbornly maintaining a dark red color, standing sharply among the green leaves: the lotus flower is worthy of being a gentleman in flowers, and the gentleman is also strong and beautiful.
Xia He, a firm gentleman in my heart. Enjoy the lotus in summer; Enjoy summer and indulge in lotus flowers.
8. Write a composition according to the description of Wisteria Falls. 600 azaleas Whenever they return to the earth in spring, azaleas, known as the "beauty in flowers", are full of spring, blooming in parks or gardens where tourists gather, which is pleasing to the eye and refreshing. Rhododendron is also known as azalea. Generally refers to all kinds of red azaleas. In fact, azaleas are not only red. Rhododendron is one of the top ten famous flowers in China. As a poem written by the famous poet Bai Juyi is very good: "If you hold two branches in your hand, it doesn't look like it exists in the world. This thing in the flower is stone, and its peony is. " "Looking back, the peach blossom season is colorless and hibiscus is not a flower." The twigs of rhododendron are rough to the touch, and the colors of its branches are different from those of other flowers. Its branches are light green. Rhododendron leaves are rectangular. The leaves are dark green, very smooth to the touch, without any fluff. Unlike Mao Dujuan, Mao Dujuan's leaves are very comfortable and soft, with fine fluff. The green leaves are lined with red flowers, and the azaleas are divided into several colors. I like red best. That flower is very beautiful and charming in the sunshine. Seen from a distance, azaleas are flying in the air like a group of colorful butterflies. This flower looks particularly bright, like a piece of red paper, but if you touch it, it is not as smooth and wrinkled as its leaves.