On a hot summer day, Rose looked a little weak and bowed her head. Suddenly, I accidentally saw something rustic and dusty under my feet. I shouted in disgust, "What are you, so dirty! How to match my feet? ! "The clay flowerpot was surprised and said honestly," Please don't dislike me. Without me to help you maintain moisture, you will soon lose your beauty and become dry! " ""Hum! " Ross said angrily, "It's just sophistry, you just want to follow me! "It's a shame to be with you!" Then he jumped out of the clay pot.
In the scorching sun, roses will feel a little thirsty from time to time, so let the watering can be kept on.
Once upon a time, there was a rose covered with dense grass.
Passers-by squatted down to smell the fragrance of the rose, appreciate its beauty and even take a group photo as a souvenir. So it stood up proudly and said to the grass with disgust and sympathy, "How beautiful I am, you don't even want to think about it." As long as you dress beautifully, you can get people's praise. "
Roses stop trying to take root and waste time dressing up every day. The grass saw it and advised it to say, "Don't waste any more time, cherish every minute. In winter, it will be uprooted by the wind."
Ross turned his head and ignored it. Every day, she still thinks that she is not an ordinary flower. She doesn't need to listen to the advice of the grass. She is still thinking about how to get off the lawn. Soon, the north wind roared and rushed to the lawn, and the grass stubbornly resisted the north wind. The beauty of the rose is useless at this time-the north wind will not appreciate the beauty of the rose, but only know that it is proud.
The north wind swept away the roses. In the air, it first saw the harmony between a large piece of rape flowers and grass, and it first realized the inner beauty and endless life of grass.
Finally, the rose returned to the lawn. A proud rose becomes a humble rose.
The proud rose looked at the picture and wrote that spring is coming. The woman turned over the garden at home again and planned to plant some flowers and plants.
Neighbors greeted them and said, "Hi! Is this to plant flowers? "
The woman nodded and said sullenly, "Yes! But I only have morning glory seeds. If only I had rose seeds. "
"What a coincidence, I have a precious rose seed, which was given to me by a friend. I don't have time at home, so I will give it to you! " The neighbor said and handed her a seed.
A woman holds it like a treasure and carefully plants it alone in a conspicuous place.
The seeds of morning glory were randomly scattered in the soil by the hostess.
These morning glories said enviously to the roses, "The hostess attached so much importance to you and put you on a high place alone. I think your flowers must be beautiful. "
Rose smiled contemptuously and said proudly, "That's natural. Can my flowers be better than your morning glory? " Say that finish, turn your head to one side and ignore the morning glory.
Morning glory is boring, so she doesn't reply.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, roses and morning glory are competing to open. Against the morning glory, roses are more gorgeous and noble. It often shakes its charming posture in front of people, attracting bees and butterflies and being praised by countless people. Women regard it as a treasure.
But one night, suddenly the wind blew hard and the morning glory in the garden was shaken by the wind. They were wrapped in fear and fought against the evil wind.
Only the rose stood alone in the rain, and the kind morning glory shouted to it, "Sister Rose, come and hug us, and let's resist the storm together!" "
Rose, looking contemptuously at the morning glory, said, "It is beneath me to hold you together." After that, I deliberately kept my body away from them.
Just then, a gust of wind roared and broke the root of the rose. The poor rose was blown away by the wind and rain, and even had no chance to hum.
4. Composition I am a proud rose, about 496 words. Give someone a rose and leave a lingering fragrance in my hand. Roses show me how to help others. "Give someone a rose, there is more fragrance in your hand" is an English proverb, which means a very common and trivial thing, even if it is as trivial as giving someone a rose, but the warmth it brings will gradually rise and diffuse, covering the hearts of the giver and lover. A blind uncle goes downstairs for a walk every night. Although he can only grope along the wall, he always turns on the lights in the corridor. One day, the neighbor couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why do you turn on the light when you can't see?" Blind uncle replied: "turning on the light can bring convenience to others going upstairs and downstairs, and it will also bring convenience to me." The neighbor asked doubtfully, "What convenience can you bring by turning on the light?" The blind man replied, "After turning on the light, people who go upstairs and downstairs will see things, so they won't knock me down. Is that inconvenient for me? " The neighbor suddenly realized. Do you see it? Isn't this "giving someone a rose, the hand has a lingering fragrance"? It is convenient for others and for yourself. In fact, this noble behavior can be seen everywhere around us: when we happily step into the school gate with our schoolbags on our backs, the teachers waiting to meet us at the school gate are smiling and polite, which makes you feel like sending you the warmest rose. "5. 12" Wenchuan earthquake touched the hearts of countless people, and the scenes on TV touched people's hearts. Medical staff are taking care of the wounded day and night; There is a long queue in front of the donation box on campus; In the earthquake in Haiti, China International Rescue Team stuck to the front line of disaster relief and tried its best to help more Haitian victims ... Yes, we gave birth to E68A84E8A2ad7A686964616f31333361313863. Living in this world and caring about others is like shaking a spider's web. Contact each other and care about each other. In this large group, we all like to care about the feelings of others, and we prefer the feeling of being cared for. If the classmate is not feeling well, give him a cup of tea and say hello with concern. My deskmate forgot to bring an eraser and quietly handed him a piece ... caring for and helping others means that you have someone else in your heart; Caring for and helping others means making others happy while being happy; Caring for and helping others means understanding others. When people in trouble and sadness get help from others, it's like having a beautiful flower in your heart and having the whole spring! "Give someone a rose, it smells good." I hope each of us can light a bright lamp for others and forge a more brilliant world for ourselves.
5. Proud Rose 250 words Proud Rose Once upon a time, there was a proud rose, and it took a lot of time to dress herself up every day.
One day, a butterfly flew to the rose to rest. Rose saw it and said, "Butterfly, look at me. Good-looking? " After hearing this, the little butterfly said nothing and flapped its wings and flew away.
A day later, a bee flew in. Rose asked, "Little bee, am I beautiful?" Hearing this, the little bee flapped its wings and flew away.
The proud rose ignored them and went on living like that. I don't know when the dog tail grass grew next to the rose, so the rose often laughs at its ugliness.
Autumn is coming, and the dog tail grass urges the rose to take root quickly, but the rose doesn't listen. These days, dog tail grass tries to take root, but roses dress up. Autumn is coming, the roses will wither in a few days, but the green bristlegrass is still alive ... Do you understand the truth through this story? Don't write it down quickly.
6. Proud Petals Composition 350 Words Spring has arrived, the flowers on the trees are in bud, and some are blooming brightly. With a light touch, the petals fall with the wind and compose the petals. -Inscription The sun shines into the window, which makes people feel warm. Walking by the river alone is really the best advantage. Although there is no bustling imperial city here, it is full of spring, not only the scenery is intoxicating, but when I sigh, I see the signs on the street-learn from Lei Feng, a good example, yes, isn't the spirit of Lei Feng this spring? In the distance, an unknown bloom is beautiful. I quickly ran over and photographed it with my mobile phone. Just after filming, a petal fell. With the wind, I quickly turned back. In the distance, a child wearing roller skates fell down. Before I knew it, a young man in blue came running and immediately picked up the child. For an instant, time seemed to freeze, but it was quickly taken away. It smells good.
7. We have a beautiful small park downstairs. Every summer, the green grass is accompanied by roses of all colors, and people passing by will stop to praise it. I love these lovely roses more.
Speaking of roses, everyone knows. Everybody knows that! Rose is the object of my praise, and I know that rose symbolizes long-term love. Roses are colorful, red is better than fire, pink is like rosy clouds, and white is elegant … but she is not as elegant as peony; Not as fragrant as osmanthus; Nor does it stand proudly like a chrysanthemum; Unlike plum blossom, she is ordinary.
Even though the pink peach blossoms in March attracted many tourists, the white roses in the yard made me reluctant to go, and several small white petals formed a small bud. When I get up in the morning, dew is rolling on the buds of roses, giving off a strange fragrance, giving people an elegant and fresh feeling. Peeling it off, we can see that there are many slender stamens in the middle of the petals with yellow dots on them. In the undulating spring breeze, white roses dance like little girls. Ah, white rose, you don't express yourself with bright colors, but repay the Spring and Autumn with a white heart.
After a night, the roses are in full bloom. The flowers are simple and generous, and the petals are layered and slightly rolled down. Under the sunlight, the petals shine like a layer of bright oil. The whole flower held its head high like a victorious general. It greedily sucks the dew of spring and enjoys the warm sunshine bath. There is a golden stamen in the middle of the petals, and the top of the stamen is stuck with pollen, which exudes intoxicating fragrance, attracting a group of bees to run around, butterflies flying and lovely roses. The wind is blowing and the roses are swaying. No matter who passes by her, I think she is smiling and nodding at you; When you stop to admire her, you will feel the fragrance of flowers blowing on your face and refreshing.
Ah, Rose, although you are just an ordinary flower, you have a special spirit that I admire and move.
8. Write a proud rose homework, which reads "River Forest, Moon Frog". Several roses grow on the hillside on the edge of the big forest. A small river flows slowly, the sun and the moon rise and fall every day, and the days are unremarkable.
Roses are leisurely blowing the mountain breeze, basking in the sun, enjoying the moisture of rain and dew, and becoming more and more delicate and charming. Rose thinks she is the most beautiful and noble flower in the world. They have sharp thorns and don't let anyone near them.
A frog came running to say hello: "Hello! You are so beautiful! " The rose snorted, which seemed unreasonable, and then sneered, "Hey! Little thing with bulging eyes. " The frog got bored and left angrily! The little monkey couldn't help sighing when he saw the roses: "Wow! How beautiful! " I wanted to pick one when I finished, but I didn't expect my hand to be stung so hard that I jumped up in pain.
Rose sneered, "Red Monkey, don't look at yourself." Rose is always so cynical. They think they should leave this remote place and live in a big city at the foot of the mountain.
Roses can see the scenery at the foot of the mountain and in the city every day, where people come and go during the day, traffic is busy, neon lights flash at night and they stay up all night. They often fantasize that they can live with peony, peony and orchid.
Finally, one day, several people came to the hillside, picked the roses one by one and carefully put them in the basket. The roses were taken to a flower shop in the city, and the decoration was so luxurious! All kinds of precious flowers are dazzling and everything is available. Both men and women are well dressed and extravagant.
A man in a suit and tie bought these beautifully packaged roses. Holding it carefully, he walked out of the flower shop, got into a taxi and came to the door of a mansion.
He rang the doorbell and a servant took him into the house. The room was equally gorgeous, and the man respectfully presented roses to a very beautiful girl.
The girl carefully put the rose in a very delicate and beautiful vase. Roses are in high spirits and feel that this is where they should come.
However, the good times did not last long, and the roses withered these days! They were thrown into the trash can without mercy.
9. The composition of a rose In the yard of a family, there is a beautiful rose with a dozen small petals on the green stem, which is very cute. The hostess likes this rose very much. Next to it is a yellow and unremarkable grassland. For this reason, roses often ridicule it. One day, the scorching sun shone on the earth. Rose squints at the grass and says, "Look, you!" " Look at you, you are yellow and thin! "Grass argued," Sister Rose, you can't laugh at me like this. Although I am not as beautiful as you, I put my roots into the soil and absorb nutrients by myself, and you have to rely on your master to water you every day to grow so beautiful and strong. Otherwise. . ""shut up! How dare you lecture me! No matter how solid your roots grow, you can't compare with me! " Ross said angrily and proudly. Say that finish, she deliberately waved the body, shake off the dew on the grass, and then proudly held her head high. The grass, which was very thirsty by the sun, thought it was raining and said happily, "It's raining, it's raining!" " However, it cried and heard the rose's laughter, and the rose laughed at it. So the grass no longer pays attention to roses, but sticks its roots deeper into the soil and absorbs nutrients silently. As for the rose, it flaunts its green leaves. A few days later, the whole family went out of town and no one watered the roses. The leaves of roses turn yellow day by day and gradually fall off. The petals also lost their luster yesterday. But the grass grows stronger every day. It turns out that its roots are getting more and more solid and have been deeply rooted in the soil. One morning, the grass was glad that its body was getting stronger and stronger, so it excitedly said to the rose, "Sister Rose, look! I am as strong as you! "But after a long phone call, no one promised to go. It turns out that the rose is dead.
a rose with thorns
"Pa", a loud noise, is the sound of broken vases, coming from my uncle's room. When I arrived, menstruation had gone to the empty room, leaving only my uncle sitting there with a messy face and an angry face. In front of my eyes, another story of a rose emerged. Uncle used to be a handsome boy. When he was in college, he was the main center of the basketball team in his class. Because he is handsome and plays well, he has become the favorite of many girls. Among many female fans, my uncle noticed a beautiful girl named Yun, which was particularly eye-catching. Her affectionate eyes always bring infinite excitement to the uncle on the court. However, my uncle is timid and never dares to say a word to her near the cloud. They just look at each other often, and then look away immediately-like two frightened rabbits, my uncle feels his heart beating. After that, my uncle had many worries, but he never mentioned them to anyone. There is only one diary, which faithfully keeps this secret for him. Near graduation, my uncle bought a rose and put it in this diary. But he still dared not go near the clouds. In this way, the rose withered and withered. My uncle came home alone with this diary and this rose. My uncle often says, "I can see from that moment that she loves me." However, uncle, without the action and courage to water the roses, how can we make them bloom brilliantly? Now that the flowers have withered, what's the use of sadness and regret? From the story of a rose, I understand that a better life is created by our own brave pursuit and struggle.
Hope to adopt!