In the morning, the flowers bloom. Why does the author use flowers to describe the morning?

It shows that the author uses flowers to describe the morning, which shows that the author's mood is pleasant, happy and comfortable. Decorate the morning with flowers, what a beautiful morning it is, beautiful and full of life. Flowers represent beautiful things. The author also started a beautiful and energetic day.

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Open the window, and a cool breeze blows in your face with the fragrance of last night's dew. It is such an upcoming and refreshing morning. This reminds me of the emotions that flashed through my heart again and again that day, and the images I will never forget.

That morning, I was humming a tune and walking at a brisk pace. When I passed a road, a sharp dog barking attracted me and stopped me in my tracks.

I turned around and saw that it was a puppy. It was lying a little to the right in the middle of the road. Its hair was as white as snow, without a trace of stray hairs, and its tail rested playfully on its hind legs. It looked very cute. Conspicuous, big watery eyes looked around helplessly. It kept shouting, and the screams became more and more harsh every time, as if it was calling someone, but the only answer was the constant sound of cars. Listening carefully, there was a bit of sadness in the cry, and I couldn't help but cover my ears.

At this time, it seemed to be ready to stand up. He straightened his two front legs hard, leaned forward, and struggled to lift his butt up little by little, with a trace of determination in his eyes. Suddenly, it fell to the ground as hard as an electric shock, with a painful expression on its face, and then there was another shrill and piercing cry. This dog bark seemed to be more piercing than before, but I He didn't cover his ears.

The cars around it were still passing by it in a steady stream. I watched it quietly. Suddenly, I saw a stream of blood gushing out from the right hind leg, covering the surrounding areas. The fur was stained so red that it burned my heart like a flame. I thought it must have been crushed by a car while crossing the road and its right hind leg was injured. I suddenly felt like my heart was being pinched by something, and it hurt.

At this time, a black image flashed past my eyes like an arrow, rushing in the direction of the little white dog. Oh, it was a little black dog whose whole body was covered in black. It circled around the little white dog and sniffed twice. The little white dog seemed to be comforted and stood up hard, keeping its eyes following the little black dog.

The little black dog finally discovered the injury of the little white dog. He raised his head and looked at the little white dog with eyes full of pity but slightly firm. This glance seemed to give the little white dog a hint of hope. Encouraged, the little black dog bit the fur around the white dog's neck and tried to drag it to the sidewalk, but the little white dog was indeed a bit heavy, and the little black dog ultimately failed to drag it.

Suddenly, a truck sped towards their direction. The little black dog reflexively prepared to leave, but at this moment, it hesitated because it heard the miserable cry of the little white dog again. It subconsciously glanced at the little white dog behind it, and for the first time in its dark eyes Full of melancholy, it thought about it for a while and finally chose to go with the little white dog. It rushed towards the big truck, its face was covered with wrinkles, and it looked ferocious. It kept barking wildly, and the scream was so loud that it seemed to reach the sky.

I seem to understand what it means. It wants to use its bark to attract the driver's attention and ask him to stop the big truck, because it knows that if the big truck rushes over, the little white dog will definitely die. It is completely He could leave, but he was willing to risk his own life to protect the little white dog.

I was touched by this scene. For a moment, tears as big as peas poured out of my eyes like broken beads. My vision was blurred, and my heart was like a piano. Moved randomly by mood. I ran away in a mess, just because I didn't want to see the tragedy of that moment. At that moment, my heart felt like it was being pinched to death again, and it hurt hard.

The story of those two dogs told me the true meaning of love, and also made me understand that the world is really full of love. Love is the color of life, it is around us, but we have not discovered it. And the flashing emotions in my heart turned out to be touching.

What happened that morning filled my eyes with flowers of love and left a deep feeling in my heart!