A month ago, my mother bought a little bergamot.
Bergamot, as its name implies, has leaves like the hands of a giant Buddha, and its fingers are long and short, thick and thin, and grow in one direction.
At first, it was very small, only the size of a finger. The leaves are green, as if they will shed juice when touched.
Although it is very small, it grows up silently and slowly under the careful care of its mother. It grows bigger, thicker, more crystal clear, greener and more moist and smooth. ...
However, no one expected that ... it actually grew a slender flower stem from several leaves one morning, and a small golden bud grew on the slender flower stem.
This bud is constantly blooming silently. From the very beginning, a small bud has grown into a blooming flower after seven days and seven nights! The petals of this flower are slender and evenly distributed around the stamens, emitting bursts of fragrance. ...
Until one night, there was only one pedicel left on the leaf. I thought: Did this flower wither so soon? However, the next morning, it bloomed again. I was more and more surprised, so I looked up the information with many questions. It turns out that bergamot is a kind of luminous plant. Because there is no light at night, its petals will close.
Bergamot is really a wonderful plant.
It has been more than two years since I bloomed my excellent composition. I turned a blind eye to it, it was fixed on the wall. It's dark, cold and hard there. Have you ever recalled the blackboard that made "squeak" and "yeah" with a piece of chalk?
Deep in my memory, I first met him when I was a child. I can't remember what the teacher wrote on it with chalk, but I clearly remember that my eyes had been fixed on the flowers that appeared like magic and the falling pollen. From then on, I knew that the teacher called it blackboard. At that time, I believed it was a big flowerpot, and you could doodle on it. Since then, it has accompanied me through my childhood in primary school for six years.
At that time, I also naively observed it at close range. From the side, I can see the Mao Mao and thin blood vessels in its black body, which is like the light from the darkness. I believe it also has life.
Chalk "brush" waving, accompanied by flowers, inadvertently, pollen scattered, you and I remember that moment of youth, stay in the heart is eternal.
Although the flowers bloom and fall here every day like a flash in the pan, they have no idea that their short-lived flowers have already been planted in our hearts! It is it, it is them, who have nurtured us with their own spirit of "turning into spring mud to protect flowers" and cast one pillar after another.
After many years, you are still so dark, and you still open that flower without reservation. Mr. Lu Xun once said, "bow your head and be a willing ox", which left many marks on your back and blossomed countless flowers. This is a testimony of your selfless dedication!
When I passed the classroom again and listened attentively, there seemed to be "squeaking" and "ya ya" sounds; At first glance, the beautiful brilliance is still blooming quietly.
That short time, that blooming flower, the blackboard of life, the great one, the short one, the ode.
The intermittent rain formed a big bead curtain, which covered everything and suddenly turned into a rainstorm. The cold wind blew, and the rain was blown over and turned over on everything. Everything is quiet, only monotonous and withered.
Some flowers and plants can't help but lie on the ground under the impact of raindrops. Slowly, the water rises to the ground and only the milk tea pool mixed with mud is seen.
The sky began to roar, and the rain, like a charged cavalry, violently hit everything under the angry command of God. Under the guidance of the wind, the tiles of the house fell, the signs on the road danced, and everything was in a dead state, letting nature annihilate. Boom! A big tree fell down. Everyone closed the door and nailed the window, and everyone was uneasy and silent at home.
I stayed like this for a long time. The rain continued, the mist closed, and everything finally found peace. The wind is not strong and the leaves can't blow away. What's more, there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
Rain always comes unexpectedly. After the rain, everything became a survivor.
After this crazy rain, the survivors are tenacious and unyielding. Under the illumination of the rainbow, they started a new life.
People came out and began to clean up debris and everything ruined by rain. The new signboard has been changed, and every household has put on new tiles and refreshed the wall. Everything has become the best self after the rain.
The same is true in nature, where trees thrive and new plants sprout, which will become the scenery on the road in the future.
This is everything that blooms after silence, and this is everything that was silent before it bloomed.
Life is the same, you will eventually face difficulties and accept the baptism of wind and rain.
We can enjoy the beauty of bitterness and sweetness after a storm, just like drinking a big bowl of ginger soup after soaking wet.
So, bloom after silence and become a better self!
The sky is gloomy, and I feel depressed for some reason. I seem to want to sneeze, but I just can't get it out. Brother Feng is whistling, with his head down, frowning and blowing angrily. I don't know who made him angry again. He grabbed a stone and threw it at a family's glass, which was severely broken. Passing a tree, shaking desperately, many leaves fell off. Maybe Brother Feng made a mistake and wanted to sweep up the leaves, so he blew left and right, but it never piled up.
A loud thunder cut through the dark clouds, lit up the whole earth, and scared away Brother Feng and Sister Black Cloud, who was crying. Sister Wuyun's tears, like a string of broken beads, keep flowing. In the rain, a small bauhinia was baptized by heavy rain, which hit her thin face hard. Bauhinia didn't cry. She is a strong flower. How can she be afraid of these light rains? Although the rain brought her harm, it also brought her the nutrients she needed. So, she also tried to suck the rain on her face.
Sister Wuyun kept crying, and the situation got worse and worse. Even the good friend of the dark cloud, Lightning, flashed out from behind the cloud, growling and flapping around with his own current, as if to force her to ask who made the dark cloud so sad. The earth-shattering noise made Bauhinia tremble, and the harsh light made Bauhinia dizzy.
Finally, it's all over. Lightning calmed the dark clouds and went home with her. Grandfather Sun also appeared again, reflecting on the face of Bauhinia, which was warm. At this moment, Bauhinia's body trembled and the petals covering her face slowly opened. Bauhinia exudes a sweet fragrance and attracts bees. This blooming bauhinia became the most beautiful scenery after the rain.
Dark clouds filled the whole town, and thunder echoed in my ears from time to time, as if to devour the world. The rain in the sky, like a newborn baby, is too shy to fall. ...
I sat alone in the classroom, reciting Mr. Gorky's Haiyan over and over again. The passionate and arrogant Haiyan seemed to really fly in the air and shuttle through the dark clouds.
I clenched my fist and my anger melted into my voice. Sweat ran down my hair, neck and back. "Boom!" There was another loud noise, and the rain was unbearable and undisguised. They all flowed down, and the dark clouds became darker and lower ... my voice seemed to resound through the sky, but no one knew it.
The students all went to the music room, and I enjoyed the time given by the teacher alone. Big waves wash sand, losers are always stepping stones to success.
I cherish it very much, and I can't bear to be an unknown student like this. I know my own advantages. My voice is not good, but it is also good. I'm waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity. I raise my voice every day in order not to damage my voice as much as possible. When I was a child, I greedily watched others eat those delicious junk food.
"Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared." This sentence firmly grasped me and let me go. At this close opportunity, I signed up without hesitation. Beat many alumni and took part in the city's reading contest.
Sweat stayed, and the rain outside the window gradually began to get bigger. I opened the window slightly, and there was a thunderstorm outside, and a drop of rain hit the ground regardless of life and death. The bamboo forest swayed when the breeze blew. The soil is soft, the wind is cool, and I am quiet.
I am like an unopened flower. Although it is not beautiful, it is better than whiteness, than the future, and than unyielding potential. It is a storm, it is my nutrient, thunder is ringing, it is the beginning of my opportunity, I am waiting for a willing heart, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the bloom!
One day in the cold winter, the biting north wind roared, showing no sympathy for the withered flowers and beating their mutilated bodies.
He was cold and curled up in a corner of the city, beside a gray trash can, shivering all over.
He is a disgusting tramp and a man who once had a happy life, but only once. He once owned a farm and a happy family, and he also had a brilliant dream: to be a great man with indomitable spirit. However, under the cruel exploitation of the czar, he was powerless to resist, just a fire, burned his dream and lived on the streets from then on.
He was only dressed in rags, so he couldn't resist the cold wind. In the cold wind again and again, he took it there in despair, waiting for death. Snowflakes were floating in the sky, accompanied by the biting wind, flapping his messy hair and skinny cheeks.
He hates that he was born at the wrong time. He hated that he could not overthrow the czar's rule. He can only curl up in this cold corner and recall his life and those happy days.
He didn't know that some unknown flowers had quietly bloomed in his heart.
How time flies. One minute, he was teasing his sheepdog on the grassland, quietly watching the sheep in the sunset, staring blankly at the blooming flowers and staring at the clouds in the sky. Happy flowers bloom instantly, in his fleeting time.
The sun rose the next day, and before he could enjoy the warmth again, he died like that, but who knows, in that cruel era under the czar, there was still a flower blooming quietly.
In the Spring Festival, the happiest thing for me is to set off fireworks. The weather in grade one is very cool. My family moved out several boxes of fireworks, my father was responsible for setting off fireworks, and I was responsible for sitting by and watching. This time is my happiest time.
Dad lit the fuse of the fireworks with a lighter and hurried to the corner. You blew the fireworks into the sky in an instant. At this time, there was a deafening explosion in my ear. I stared at the fireworks in the sky and produced beautiful flowers. I dived up and down for a while, leaving a beautiful arc in the sky. I couldn't help but pick up the camera and take these photos.
For me, the most unique and unforgettable thing is this kind of fireworks-like a clever red snake, like a glittering silver rope, flying into the sky with a whoosh, singing twice at the sky, flying away happily in the distance, leaving only a silent sky.
Next, the "CIC" fireworks also appeared. Mom lit them. Look, they are like fountains, and sparks are pouring out of the box.
Finally, not to be outdone, the "Little Head" fireworks stick came out! This time, I personally lit the fuse and watched it burn slowly. I waved my fireworks stick again, tracing the outline of distant houses, drawing love and writing "Happy New Year" and "Happy Year of the Dog" ...
The bright colors of fireworks. It is like an open flower, a colorful fountain. It symbolizes the infinite happiness brought by the Spring Festival and fireworks.
I remember this semester, we went for a spring outing in grade six. Facing the bright sunshine, we walked into Lin Ting Park.
Look, Zhuge Meixin and I were laughing all the way. I wonder when Lukinya joined us. We looked around and soon came to the Kunshi Museum, where the wonderful Kunshi attracted our attention.
The three of us, arm in arm, were talking and laughing while admiring the different shapes of Kunshi. Zhuge Meixin took a camera and said, "Let's take some photos!" " "good!" I replied happily that we took turns taking pictures. First, Zhuge Meixin and I took photos. Lu Jinya pressed the button of the camera, snapped a beautiful photo and saved it in the camera. Hey, hey, it's my turn to take pictures of them. I have no experience in taking pictures, so I took them at once, but what was the effect? As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help laughing, and my mouth repeatedly shouted "stomachache, stomachache." ZhuGeXinMei feel strange, came over a look, don't know, a look startled. When filming, I shook the camera before I finished filming, but fortunately, Zhuge Xin's beautiful appearance was still very clear, that is, Lu Jinya, who looked a little scary: his eyes narrowed into a crack, he couldn't see anything, his hands scratched his head and giggled, and he didn't photograph half his head. This can make Zhuge Meixin and I laugh my head off. Lu Jinya took the camera and chased me angrily. As I ran, I said, "This is what you look like. It's none of my business." She is even more angry. She kicked me out of the Kunshi Museum. I ran and ran, and suddenly I thought of a way to surprise her. She took a candy out of her pocket and turned to stop. When Liu Jinya ran near me, she immediately stuffed the candy into her mouth. It must be very sweet. Her teeth are almost falling out. Later, she pretended to be angry but couldn't help laughing and said, "That's more like it."
Tulips in the sun also hold their heads high and smile. You see, isn't our friendship enviable? I shouted, let our friendship blossom!
When spring comes, Xiaode Lake has become the home of various plants, flowers, trees and many species. Small flowers compete with each other, show their most beautiful smiles and sometimes dance. The green grass is not ready to give up, and it is more beautiful by using the reflection ability of water droplets and the light emitted by the hot sun. The thick brown trunks are like policemen guarding the traffic, but they don't move once. The emerald green banyan leaves blocked the summer heat and brought the winter-like cold. Fish swim around in the water, singing and dancing from time to time. The rain kept falling, and the heavy rain was like an arrow, making a sound of "Hua … Hua …". After the rain cleared, a rainbow appeared in the northeast Rainbow is colorful, including red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple ... Spring, summer, autumn and winter there are beautiful.
In the spring of Xiaode Lake, flowers bloom. The rain here is spring rain. It rains one after another. It's so beautiful.
In summer, Xiaode Lake is shaded by trees, and it doesn't feel hot under the shade. ...
This is a very beautiful place.
(Comment: The language is plain and soft, as if leading everyone to stroll in the lake. Although it is ordinary flowers and trees, you are good at finding beauty from taking it for granted, and you show it with relish: make the image of plants in the lake lifelike. )
Bloom Excellent Composition 10 From the day I signed up for the "Skipping Rope" activity in the Art Festival, I secretly made up my mind to get out of the silent jungle and be introverted. Have the courage to laugh with friends and smile back at strangers. I don't want to hide in the crowd and watch others laugh and count my silence.
"Next, please welcome the performance brought by the skipping team-pattern skipping. Please applaud. " The lights on the stage turned on and the audience was in darkness. In the dark, a pair of still eyes are like small light bulbs, and I feel as if there are countless spotlights shining on my face. The applause stopped, and the familiar music sounded, which was the music we rehearsed countless times. At this moment, we are obviously a little flustered. Looking at the small sea in front of me, the eyebrows on it are very firm; I caught a glimpse of Xiao Han on the right, and my face was very calm and calm. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a deep breath. The opposite partner smiled at me and nodded, and the performance began. She looked straight at the skipping rope, her eyes beating with it, regardless of the rush from left to right. What you want in synchronous skipping is the tacit understanding between you and your partner, a smiling face, a nodding action and even a look, all of which are communication. I don't have any cowardice. The whole performance flows like water from the source. The teachers and students in the audience were motionless and didn't even blink their eyes, as if breathing would disturb our performance.
The music stopped and the performance was over. Sweat crawled over the corner of my eyes, which was a little bitter. We huddled together and praised each other. The audience was filled with jubilation, applause, cheers and whistles. It's too noisy!
From then on, every time the students talked about it, they praised me for my good performance and said that I didn't expect you to be so shy to perform. I smiled and said, "I am still me, a different fireworks." Another burst of laughter drowned the recess and the past. In my heart, it is a different bloom.
Bloom excellent composition 1 1 Go your own way and let others say it!
Lily symbolizes beautiful words such as purity, eternity, strength and persistence.
There is a story: in a distant grand canyon, a lily seed fell into the weeds, where it took root and sprouted, but all the weeds thought it was the same kind, so when it grew a bud, the grass smiled at it, and the lily endured silently, because it believed that it would bloom beautiful flowers one day. Finally, it ushered in the most important moment in its life: it bloomed in the canyon and in the grass, and it proved its value and significance. Weeds think that the dew on lily petals is water mist, and only lily knows that it is crying with joy, so people call it Lily Valley.
What a wonderful story. In real life, many people care about other people's opinions and many external factors. So, you can't be yourself. How many people are obviously capable, but they can't stand the ridicule and supercilious look of others, so they choose to give up, give up their ideals and eventually fail; How many capable people have been buried. But lily didn't give up what she had been insisting on because of these. She believes in herself. She doesn't care about other people's eyes, but silently endures the eyes of other flowers and bravely persists. Until the end, she opened beautiful flowers and proved herself.
Therefore, in real life, if you want to be a lily, you must have the spirit of lily. Don't care too much about other people's opinions, be brave and believe in yourself, because gold always shines!
Bloom Excellent Composition 12 If you want others to discover your own beauty, you must try your best to prove your existence and show your own beauty.
There was once a story that a lily grew on a cliff several thousand meters high in a remote valley. When the lily was born, it looked exactly like a weed, but it knew that it was not a weed. With this in mind, Lily tries to absorb water and sunlight and take root deeply.
Finally, on a spring morning, Lily bears a bud, but the weeds satirize him with ugly words every day, but Lily disagrees and tries to grow every day. One day, it finally bloomed and was seen by a businessman. He planted lilies here. Since then, it has become the Lily Valley.
This is Lily's experience. It proves its existence every day. After many hardships, it was finally discovered by others.
Lily used her success to show us the role of proving her existence and the correctness of her choice. In life, when we have a skill but can't be discovered, we might as well change our way of thinking, use lily's method, try to prove our existence and constantly show our skills, and one day we will be adopted by others like lily to realize our life values and dreams.
Think carefully, Lily Valley is the epitome of a big society full of hardships in the world. The experience of wild lily has a typical meaning of life struggle: there is only one way to realize a social value, and that is "to prove it with flowers". We should also have an enterprising quality like Lily.
We should prove our existence wholeheartedly.
Bloom excellent composition 13 care, like delicate flowers, has been waiting for them to bloom! Every time I pick up a fallen flower of memory and hold it in my hand, I "smell" love. Every flower has its own flavor.
On that sunny afternoon, I chased and frolicked on the playground. One accidentally hurt his foot. At that time, the foot injury was serious. The classmate I "hunted" immediately came to see my feet and asked several classmates to help me go to the infirmary. This taste is sweet.
When they arrived at the infirmary, the students were as anxious as ants on hot bricks. After the school doctor showed it to me, my classmates asked me one question after another before coming over. Finally, the answer given by the school doctor is: she is fine, just don't run around. Hearing the reply from the school doctor, the students felt like a big stone in their hearts before they put it down with confidence. Seeing the students in such a hurry, I realized that the taste was sour and astringent.
The flower of love is growing sturdily, waiting for the day when it blooms. ...
Blooming Excellent Composition 14 Winter Girl came to this colorful world with gentle steps. She hypnotized the plants and covered the whole world with a huge white blanket. After a while, the whole world changed: except white.
One night, I was walking alone on a quiet path. Suddenly, I saw a ray of brilliant red, which was set off by white and made people feel warm. That touch of red is like a dazzling glow, like a delicate flower, and like a beautiful brocade.
I walked over gently, and when I saw it, it was clusters of blooming plum blossoms! Red flowers, facing the biting cold wind; Green leaves turn snow into water. Delicate flowers and delicate dark green branches and leaves are like a slim girl smiling shyly. The slightly biting cold wind brought me a refreshing fragrance.
Looking at this extremely vigorous plum blossom, I can't help but admire: in this cold season, there is such a tenacious little life standing proudly in the biting cold wind! They never care about the smallness of their lives, and constantly show their elegance to nature, bringing warmth, purity and peace to this bleak winter. The biting cold wind blew them down again and again, and they stood up tenaciously again and again and danced in the wind. Plants can do this, let alone people? On the road to success, there are bumps, thorns and flowers. Only when we go on like plum blossoms and stubbornly resist every cold wind that blows our will can we reap the fruits of success.
Stubborn, tenacious and beautiful plum blossoms, although you don't have the elegance of peony and the charm of water lilies, your jade bone ice muscles and tenacious vitality are so lovable and admirable.
I stared at the clusters of plum blossoms for a long time. In an instant, a small crystal flower flashed from the corner of my eye and landed on the petals of plum blossom. Beautiful, beautiful. Represents my admiration for plum blossoms.
Blooming Excellent Composition 15 Jiangsu Provincial Art Museum is a place dedicated to displaying works of art such as painting and calligraphy ... During the winter vacation, I went to the Art Museum to enjoy a painting feast.
Shen Weifeng is a famous painter. His exhibition is located in Hall A on the first floor of the Provincial Art Museum.
Entering the exhibition hall, the works of three exhibition areas came into view. It is impressive to draw birthday pictures of peach trees and birthday peaches, flowering pictures of birds and morning petunias, and leisurely pictures of squirrels and pine trees. In The Golden Bowl, the purple grapes are so vivid that people can't help drooling. The most atmospheric picture of "Ten Miles of Lotus Fragrance" is about two meters high and six meters wide. Behind the big lotus leaf is a free and open lotus. Lotus has various forms: open, unopened, in bud, layered, from near to far. The whole painting is bright in color, red and green, very realistic! It is said that similar works are hung in the Great Hall of the People in Beijing.
Shen Weifeng's paintings include flowers and fruits, fish and insects, bamboo and lotus flowers. From these works, what blooms is beauty, which is beauty in form, color and nature.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when I left the art gallery, I sighed deeply. It's so beautiful to watch such an exhibition of art works!