The composition of Chunhua 1 is not one year. I accidentally harvested some seeds of winter jasmine, so I had to come to a flowerpot and carefully put them in the black soil in the flowerpot. ...
Spring hasn't arrived yet, and my winter jasmine has blossomed under careful care. They strive for beauty, but also gave me a return, satisfying my desire for more green and gold rooms. Whenever I finish my homework, I will look at these pocket-sized exquisite winter jasmine flowers and suddenly relax a lot. I am glad to see that there is only a trace of green on the bare land in the garden outside. Because the spring in my room plays down the cold outside. ...
Finally, spring has come, the climate is getting warmer, and the sunshine seems to have become energetic. The breeze rustled slowly through the treetops outside the window. I have the idea of opening the window and letting a few "Spring" bathe in the breeze and warm the sunshine.
These spring flowers! Dancing in the breeze ... at night, under the washing of moonlight, the petals of winter jasmine become brighter. ...
When I woke up the next day, I opened my hazy eyes and enjoyed the winter jasmine I planted. Unfortunately, I can't imagine what I saw. They withered overnight, and at an alarming rate. My heart is full of sadness: every petal of them has lost its luster a few days ago, dried up like water loss, and bowed its head feebly. I gently lifted its petals with my hand, and when I let go, it actually fell down and fell to the table. How fragile it was. Looking at a winter jasmine with only the stamens standing, a cold wind blew into my heart and I couldn't help shivering. A breeze blew across my face, so I watched helplessly as this weak and empty flower was cut off by the gentle wind.
The winter jasmine outside is in full bloom, but it is simple and strong! There are often strong winds in spring, but they are "deeply rooted" and not afraid of setbacks. They seem to bloom all the beauty accumulated in winter, just like shining gold.
Spring is not over yet, and my winter jasmine is gone. I looked out of the window and saw that the winter jasmine on the road still had the spirit of a few days ago. They are beautiful and eternal, and I am lost in thought. ...
Composition 2 of Chunhua Today, it's rainy and rainy, and the wind gently blows over the treetops, playing "rustling" music. Flowers are in full bloom in spring, but they are weak. When the wind blows, the petals fall to the ground. I admire the rose path paved by begonia flowers on the balcony.
I ran downstairs to have a closer look. Begonia flower is small, with five petals, and a small mouth is recessed in the middle of each petal. The stamens are silky soft and delicate, the receptacle is rouge, and the petals are white and red, moist and transparent. I seem to see the happy scene of me and Li Xintong picking flowers, enjoying flowers and smelling flowers here. Help flowers collect eggs, bury petals in the ground and let them "turn into spring mud to protect flowers." I remember this scene vividly!
I left the path and walked towards the water. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and several big cherry trees were full of layers of small and exquisite white cherry blossoms. Seen from a distance, it looks like several white translucent ice sculptures. Cherry blossoms and begonia are quite similar, as white as snow, with slightly red roots and dark green receptacle, which makes people like them. Its purity is irreplaceable by flowers; It is noble, and no flower can match it. Perhaps some historical reasons have polluted its purity, so some people don't like cherry blossoms. But I have a soft spot for it. We still have to learn its noble quality and start from small things. Before, I never swore or talked back to adults. Everything is so clean and beautiful. But since I went to school, I have more opinions, opinions or different visions, and I began to want to change other people's different opinions. I started talking back to my mother, and sometimes I started swearing. My pure, clean and beautiful heart is sometimes blinded by my rebellious character. I want to learn the nobility of cherry blossoms and keep a beautiful heart for myself.
Finally, go to the wooden bridge to see the golden winter jasmine. This flower is golden all over, even a pollen is golden, what a lively and cheerful little flower! Just like us, full of energy, people feel very comfortable!
Flowers are everywhere in spring. They repay spring and give people the best and happiest spring.
After beginning of spring, the temperature gradually warmed pleasantly. The arrival of spring awakens everything, the grass is green, the trees are green, all life shows the beauty of spring, and the flowers that have been cold for a season are gradually beginning.
In this season, there are thousands of flowers in the streets and lanes, and there is a faint fragrance everywhere. The most fragrant is osmanthus fragrans, which is rich in fragrance and attractive in floral fragrance. That little white flower is covered with branches. Don't underestimate these little white flowers. When you stand in front of osmanthus, the whole person is filled with flowers. The fragrance of flowers is attractive, which always makes people take a deep breath, savor it carefully and slowly interweave it. The fragrance of flowers permeates the heart and lungs, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Peach blossoms are the most charming. The branches are covered with red buds, one next to the other, always wanting to celebrate the Spring Festival. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, a tree finally opened, like wearing a pink coat, blooming. As the saying goes, "April is full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom." When the flowers are no longer blooming, the peach blossom is the cutest at this time, and it is so white that people can't help touching its bright red petals.
Wildflowers are not far away. Wild flowers everywhere are the most impatient during the Spring Festival. As soon as spring arrived, the outside began to sprout, and the light green finally couldn't help it, so it blossomed brilliantly. From a distance, it looks like a colorful carpet, just like a fairyland. It's beautiful.
Spring is beautiful, and it is this rich and deep osmanthus, lovely peach blossoms and colorful wild flowers that make up this beautiful spring.
Why not choose a sunny spring day, feel the breath of spring in the diffuse flowers, and feel the inner comfort?
The campus is picturesque and the sound of books on campus is like spring breeze. In the warm and cold spring breeze, every corner of the campus is full of poetry and vitality. In this season when everything is recovering, the beautiful winter jasmine is quietly blooming in a corner of the campus. Facing the bright sunshine in spring, the golden winter jasmine tree is particularly dazzling. They are like girls in yellow dresses, beautifully dressed and graceful, dancing under the drive of the spring breeze, making the originally quiet campus suddenly lively. Look, some of them even jumped out of the wall. That's the way it is: all love can't be caged, and a spring rose from the wall. From a distance, green leaves and bright yellow flowers complement each other. Some flowers bow their heads shyly, some flowers lift their faces with heart, and some flowers whisper to each other face to face. The lovely winter jasmine makes every corner of the campus look particularly beautiful.
Approaching them gently will lead to new discoveries. If you watch the winter jasmine carefully, you will find that it has six petals, and several pale green buds are wrapped at the bottom of the pedicel. The petals rolled back are covered with white and yellow stems, and orange pollen is connected to the core of the flower braid joint. The green leaves dressed the winter jasmine like a little girl, elegant and dignified. The green branches of the winter jasmine are looming, and the thin branches hang down like tassels. When the breeze blows, the fragrance is fragrant and fascinating. Even the busy little bees long for her fragrance and beauty, lingering around her for a long time. Spring jasmine is the messenger of spring, and it stands proudly in the cold wind of spring with tenacious vitality. It is not afraid of the cold, and its strong and optimistic spirit always spurs me and inspires me!
The scenery on campus is picturesque, and the books on campus sound like spring breeze. The winter jasmine on campus is blooming in the wind, and the strong and beautiful winter jasmine in my heart is also quietly blooming.
Compared with noble chrysanthemums and magnificent peonies, the winter jasmine is somewhat inferior, but in the early spring, when everything has just recovered and weeds and dead trees are still everywhere, if a bunch of winter jasmine suddenly appears in front of your eyes, it will definitely make you happy and surprised, and you can't help but walk to it and observe it carefully.
Winter jasmine likes sunshine, so it grows in sunny places. Its branches are strip-shaped, with yellow flowers hanging evenly on them. Seen from a distance, it looks like a golden whip. This flower cluster is like a golden cloud. A breeze blew, and the winter jasmine bloomed in waves, rippling in the soft sunshine, scattering golden light, which was very beautiful.
If you look closely, you will find that the flowers of Jasminum nudiflorum are trumpet-shaped and usually have six petals. If you look carefully, you will find that flowers have four petals, five petals and seven petals. Although their petals have more or less a common feature: the front of the petals is yellow, and the back is yellow with red. The branches of winter jasmine are also very strange, not round, but rhombic. They are thin and long, and seem to be soft when dancing in the wind. When you walk in and touch them with your hands, you will know that their wood is hard, really soft and strong.
According to my mother, the winter jasmine blossoms in several batches. The first batch usually blooms in late February, then the second batch and the third batch … until the flowers bloom. Therefore, I think winter jasmine is the messenger of spring. It is like a relay race, blooming in batches, spreading the news of spring to people one by one, so that people can get ready for spring.
The spirit of winter jasmine is precious. When other flowers are still asleep, or when they are afraid of catching cold and hiding in the greenhouse after coming out, the winter jasmine blooms bravely in the fields, Woods, parks and even in the cracks of stones, regardless of the cold of spring. It's really "golden eagle, green calyx, cold spring, and a few yellow flowers"! It has golden flowers, calling for the arrival of spring. After welcoming colorful flowers, it quietly left.
I praise the winter jasmine!
Chunhua's composition 6 seems to forget the flower in the corner, never remember its vague appearance, and then let it die in a narrow space, directing and staging its own life tragedy.
When the cold wind blew and I was sitting in my room doing nothing, it suddenly occurred to me that I wanted to see if the poor flower was there.
Where there is the shadow of a flower, it seems that even its body does not exist. The soil in the flowerpot is still dry and flat. It seems that I have never turned it over, and I can't find a trace of life. I was shocked. This magical flower is so haggard that it can't stand the baptism of the cold wind and has long been classified as underground. How fragile life is.
What poor flowers!
Suddenly one day, I was idle and strolled to the flowerpot. I haven't touched the flowerpot since Hua died. I don't know if I'm lazy or I don't want to disturb the poor soul sleeping underground.
But at a loss, I seem to see a trace of green-too dry and barren for biological growth, in fact, there is still a trace of green. At this time, my heart is deeply shocked-just because of this little green.
In the next few days, the little green stool gradually spread, and soon the green leaves grew up and began to absorb the sunshine of nature, just like a child who had not eaten for three days saw a bowl of glistening rice and a delicious fresh meat steamed stuffed bun. Then it suddenly occurred to me that it was time to add some water to it.
Since then, the green leaves have been stretched and gradually grown taller and thicker. Soon a lush green will replace the original barren soil, at this time
I suddenly found out: Isn't that last year's flower?
It turned out that I always thought that the poor flower buried early did not give up the opportunity to grow in the dark. It is accumulating strength, just like a bow full of strength. At the moment when the arrow was shot, it burst into amazing power and emerged from the soil to meet the bright sunshine and absorb the morning rain and dew.
From glory for a while, to ruthless withering, and then to ready, bravely unearthed, to meet the morning rain and dew. This seems to be an extremely ordinary process, but there are too many things in it, which are worth remembering deeply.
At the beginning of this spring, I received such a gift that I was deeply moved.
Spring has come, and it's time for a hundred flowers to bloom, and all kinds of flowers are in full bloom. In spring, among the colorful flowers, camellia is the most blooming. There are many varieties of camellia, and the most beautiful one is double-petal camellia, with dense flowers and red color, which is red at close range and beautiful at a distance. Its petals are like a ballet dancer's Venice skirt, decorated with green camellia leaves, which look beautiful and elegant, just like red pearls scattered on a green plate with patterns. There is also a kind of camellia with a strange color. The petals are white as a whole, but there is a hint of red in the middle. Someone named it "grabbing face", didn't they?
Isn't this petal like someone accidentally scratched a few times on the white face of a village girl? The softest is the begonia flower. A small begonia tree is usually unremarkable, but once it blooms, it looks like a mass of fireworks. When it flies in the sky, it is just a spark. Once the fireworks explode, they will shine brilliantly and bloom charming colors. Point-like dense, connected into a piece. From a distance, it looks like a cloud meets the sky. It is as beautiful as a flower. This is the flower of spring. I love the flowers in spring, and I love the spring with a hundred flowers blooming.
The eighth article of Chunhua's composition is "like the spring breeze, when night comes, it blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Spring blossoms, pear blossoms are like jade, and snowflakes are fluttering. Its dark brown branches waved their claws into the sky like a demon with claws. Pure and beautiful flowers are covered with layers of branches. Each flower consists of five petals with a reddish stamen in the middle, just like a little girl with snow-white skin blushes. Bright green leaves stick out from clusters of flowers, as if playing hide-and-seek with us.
Take a deep breath, and a faint fragrance comes to the nose, which makes people intoxicated. After a night of wind and rain, the ground was covered with pale pink cherry petals. Cherry blossoms are brown, covered with horizontal stripes, stretching their bodies in twists and turns, like a wrinkled grandfather. Small and exquisite flower balls are crowded on the branches, and some are in bud, like white and tender little dolls with delicate mouths and breathing the breath of spring; Some just opened two or three petals, like a shy little girl covering half of her cheeks; Everything else has blossomed, like a group of lively and lovely children whispering. Pale pink petals and green leaves are oval, and stamens are like embroidery needles with yellow in white. The spring breeze is blowing and the petals are fluttering. From a distance, it looks like a petal rain and a group of elves dancing, giving people a dreamy feeling.
A row of pear trees downstairs has changed its bare appearance more than half a month ago, and many buds have grown on the branches, which are densely dotted on the technical heads, waiting for the opportunity of sunshine to reveal beautiful faces. The chill of spring is still ravaging the earth, and the buds and buds grow up bit by bit and seem to be cracking. In the infinite hope, the pace of spring is near.
When I opened the window in the morning, the chilly wind finally weakened, and the sun hid behind the clouds, revealing half of my face. A few eager pear blossoms smile at the sunshine with a hint of warmth. Between the big branches, there is a somewhat unique style. At first glance, it looks like a white scarf hanging on a tree. There are countless flowers in full bloom, and the rest are mostly bracteoles, bulging and wrapped in layers. I always want to see the secret inside, whether it's flowers or leaves. Those early blooms are swaying in the slight cold wind. They stood at the top of the tree, facing the sun and bathed in warm sunshine.
Encouraged by the sound, several branches opened quietly in the sun, revealing a yellowish stamen with fine pollen on it, showing infinite beauty. They became the most dazzling flowers on the whole pear tree. Small and round five petals and pale yellow stamens make up this small flower, which is simple and pure. Without the elegance of peony and the freshness of lotus, pear flowers stand quietly by the wall, which is not very attractive. Only when the trees are covered with frost will there be a sound of admiration.
At night, a small wind blew, mixed with thin rain. It was cloudy and many flowers fell from the branches. Flowers lie quietly in the soil, and the rain hits their faces, but they are white without a trace of dust. In the afternoon, it was sunny, and I walked to the corner after school. I can't help but marvel that the sunny side is in full bloom and shining. Those gaps have long been filled with flowers, dancing with the wind, showing people their beauty. But who ever knew that the thin spring rain gave them more nourishment and bloomed more brilliantly. Large tracts of white, like white clouds, blocked the back of the house. Petals also shake from time to time in the wind, bringing a wisp of fragrance.
A few days later, a row of trees were in full bloom, forming a cloud that covered the front of the basement. Standing upstairs, you can see the huge marshmallows in front of you. It seems that people can jump on them. Strolling under the tree, layers of flowers cover the blue sky. Small shoots also join in the fun. Under the sunlight, they become green and transparent, and clear lines can be seen. White flowers and green leaves are mixed together, and the green leaves line the white flowers and run upward to grow. The white flowers that the green leaves desperately drilled out were a little high, and the pear flowers rose around it. Occasionally, one or two sparrows stop at the treetops, their light figures jump, the branches shake, and the flowers cran their necks, trying to say hello to Xiaocao's brother!
A gust of wind blew, and the petals fluttered and fell, dancing with the wind and flying straight to me. Walking forward against the petal rain, the petals are like a group of flying insects that have just come out of the hole, and they fly to the front like a whirlwind and fall to the ground in a rotation. Pear petals on the ground are pale pink in white, like a little girl's cheek and a bride's long skirt, so people can't step on the petals.
Walking slowly along the tree-lined path, listening to birds singing, smelling the fragrance of pear flowers, enjoying the green leaves, enjoying the gift of nature and feeling the beauty of spring flowers.
Composition of Chunhua 10 Flowers are playing on the banks of streams and bridges, using their skirts and gentle voices. ...
Here are clusters of peach blossoms, graceful and graceful, just like a beautiful dancer. The delicate pink skirt is like a colorful cloud, and the delicate flowers are pinned to her waist by Zhui Er. The branches are slender, one by one, and the face is rippling with cheerful red. After a while, the eyelids drooped to one side, and the flowers hung to the river, as if they were fighting for water with a smile; The flower is more dexterous, the branches are straight, the flowers are pink and tender, like a bright corolla, covered with colorful robes, laughing and suddenly hearing the music of spring; This branch is also beautiful. Petals are different red, just like tie-dyeing. That color is by no means comparable to that of a skilled craftsman ... These tiny flowers are blooming in the breeze, bright and youthful, cheerful and lively, competing with poetry, dancing with water, showing off, not shy, fluffy, swaying with the wind, whispering gently, look! They are competing with spring again! ……
There are a bunch of pears! Shy and shy, like a lady. That white flower is pure and flawless, shining like beautiful jade. It looks at the garden full of spring flowers and makes noise, so it is indisputable. Beautiful branches, delicate face, a suit of brocade, wonderful workmanship. The wind has passed, and it whispers. It is singing poetry, and it is full of pen and ink; It's smiling, laughing in spring. It's poetry, and the fragrant words make spring picturesque!
Purple flowers are all over the mountain! This flower is not famous, but simple and pure. Can be regarded as a mountain girl, unrestrained, singing Shan Ye tune, playing crazy with the cheerful drums of the stream. After the wind blows, the twigs sway and shake their heads and dance, adding a lot of leisure. They pulled Miss Chun's skirt and climbed on it like children. In the valley, flowers are singing again. ...
Flowers are playing the melody of spring, and in a blink of an eye, they are in bud again. ...
The composition of spring flowers 1 1 I like spring flowers best. Look! Winter jasmine is small, yellow and lovely. Bloom to me like a pair of smiling faces. Its stem is very long, at least ten centimeters. The nectar of winter jasmine is delicious. After drinking it, I feel that the whole tip of my tongue is very sweet and indescribable. I'll teach you how to suck the honey of winter jasmine. First, pull it down. If you find a green root under it, pull it off and suck it with your mouth. But don't smoke too much, because you are afraid that bees will sting you, and because it may be toxic, you don't want the virus to damage your body.
Winter jasmine smells in the distance, with a faint fragrance. In the distance, it is a yellow ocean. In which season does the winter jasmine blossom? Yes, spring has arrived. As soon as spring arrived, the winter jasmine bloomed, because it was telling people that spring had arrived.
This is my favorite winter jasmine. Do you like it?
Composition of Chunhua 12 There are clusters of winter jasmine in the flower bed near the overpass behind my house.
The cold winter is almost over, and when spring hasn't come yet, some golden flowers bloom on the branches of the winter jasmine, which are particularly eye-catching in the cold wind and seem to be out of harmony with the surrounding taupe scenery. But it is telling people: "Winter is coming to an end and spring is coming."
No sooner had there been a breath of spring in the sky than the winter jasmine bloomed. Thousands of long branches full of flowers hang down from the edge of the overpass, and gold appears in mid-air, which makes people feel refreshed in the cold spring. However, when the flowers are in full bloom and the spring is sultry, the winter jasmine quietly scatters golden petals all over the floor. Its long branches covered with green leaves float quietly in the spring breeze.
This spring, when the winter jasmine was in full bloom, I carefully observed it. I saw that its flowers were only a little big, but the yellow color of the flowers was so pure and not charming at all. Flowers are not set off by green leaves, but grow on slender dark green branches, one after another. Each flower has six petals. I prefer the buds on the branches. Although small, but very spirit, full of innocence. You see, there is a purple halo at the tip of the bud, which is deep in the front and shallow in the back. Much like a girl's white cheeks. I can't help fiddling with it with my hands, but I'm afraid I'll hurt it.
The reason why winter jasmine is beautiful is that it is pure and not charming; The reason why winter jasmine is beautiful is that it never shows off itself and does not require people's praise. The reason why winter jasmine is beautiful is that it warns people that spring is coming in the cold winter. The beauty of winter jasmine is because it gives people golden warmth and comfort in the loneliest gray early spring cold, but when people are intoxicated with the flowers, it quietly leaves. This is the quality of winter jasmine.
Mother said, "The messenger of spring is the primrose, also called the primrose. Its flowers are mostly hexagonal, like small horns. It is not afraid of cold and heat, wind and rain, no matter how desolate the land is, it can survive tenaciously. "
I really want to see this kind of flower praised by my mother.
Finally, I waited for that day, that day, it was Saturday, and I went to play in the fields with my friends, and a smell came to my nose. We ran forward and saw a big golden flower on the hillside. Flowers are in full bloom, and clusters are full of vitality under the sunshine. Flowers are hexagonal, like small horns. Everyone who hasn't had time to open it is grinning. By the way, this is what my mother said about welcoming the Spring. I woke up at once.
I carefully dug up a plant, took it home and planted it in a flowerpot, taking good care of it. Winter jasmine really lived up to my expectations, growing vigorously and flourishing.
In a blink of an eye, it's spring again, and the spring jasmine, which has accumulated strength for a year, blooms in the cold wind. We are very happy. Yingchun, that's very kind of you. You overcame the cold and brought us a deep sense of spring.
The composition of Chunhua 14 is a drizzling spring rain, and Chunhua on Changshou Road is awakened by the spring rain!
Small yellow flowers, covered with branches, like small horns in the wind, are very beautiful and charming.
On the edge of elm leaves and plums, the flower bones are fat; The lilacs on the side, like girls in spring, are painted with purple lipstick; Rows of poplars, caterpillars crawling with branches ...
Beautiful Yingchun can best understand the kind heart of Chunyu!
Nangang district Qingbin Primary School, Harbin, Heilongjiang, Grade 2: Rui Liu
Today, Miss Chun quietly came to the world with light steps. Winter jasmine wakes up first. Its drooping branches stick out green branches and spit out green buds, swaying in the breeze, like a graceful girl dancing in beautiful music. Winter jasmine is golden yellow, the same size as a five-pointed star, and each flower has five or six petals. Stamens are yellow, and florets are like shy little girls, smiling. A gust of wind blew, and the petals floated to the ground, waking the grass; Floating into the field, awakened the rape flowers; Drift to the frozen stream and wake up the fish.
Chunhua 15 composition Our school has a special place, that is, there is a flower bed in front of our classroom. The branches of the flower bed hung upside down, like a girl's hair, and the dense layers of branches covered the flower bed tightly. When I started school this year, I smelled a faint fragrance as soon as I entered the school gate. I looked up and it turned out to be winter jasmine. Some flower beds are in full bloom, golden yellow, hanging down like waterfalls, and some flower beds are not in full bloom, like a piece of green cloth dotted with several yellow flowers, which is very beautiful. I was ecstatic and ran upstairs to watch carefully. The completely open winter jasmine looks like a horn and a bell. Some look so full that they are about to burst, while others look like shy little girls, bareheaded and playing hide-and-seek with us among the green leaves.
There are so many winter jasmine flowers, one after another. Look at this, it's beautiful! Look at that. Beautiful, too. You see, clusters of winter jasmine, some crowded together, like chatting together, some crowded together in twos and threes like whispering, and some branches have only one flower, which can not help but remind people of the idiom "stand out from the crowd". Looking at it, I seem to have turned into a winter jasmine, dancing in the breeze.
The composition of Chunhua 16 Spring has arrived and all flowers are in full bloom. Do you know who is the flower messenger of spring? Golden winter jasmine, of course.
Winter jasmine quietly opens its petals in spring and dresses itself up beautifully, which is really pleasing to the eye.
You see a large piece of winter jasmine hanging luxuriantly on the wall, and the whole wall is dyed green. The thin branches are covered with blooming winter jasmine, which is really a little yellow among evergreen trees! I found an interesting phenomenon. Those budding flower bones are not golden yellow, and the outermost clothes are reddish. It will change color!
There are about five or six petals of winter jasmine! It is like a golden trumpet, broadcasting to everyone: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! " I gently put my nose up and smelled it, and a faint fragrance came to my nose.
Not only I like this beautiful winter jasmine, but everyone likes it. Everyone passing by can't help praising it: "What beautiful flowers! It's really intoxicating! " I wanted to break a branch home and put it in a vase, but remembering that the teacher had taught us to take care of every grass and tree in nature, I gently put down my little hand.
Ah, I love the winter jasmine in my hometown!