Wisteria Waterfall Imitation Composition 1 20xx In September, I entered primary school for the first time.
The head teacher took us to the wall and took the first photo. This wall is a mixture of red, dark green and light green. The wall is covered with this plant. I didn't know what it was at that time, only that the whole wall was full of flowers, so beautiful.
We started our primary school career under that red wall. And that photo has been the screen saver of the computer in our classroom for six years.
My head teacher seems to have a soft spot for the bougainvillea wall, looking forward to summer and its flowering. I remember when I was in the fourth grade, the bougainvillea on the whole wall was very sparse, and when it bloomed, I looked sad, as if it was me at that time.
At that time, the academic performance fell sharply, and it simply fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom. It's hard to climb up. At that time, I was isolated by my classmates and my good friends ignored me. ...
That year, a wall of bougainvillea leaves only green leaves, lined with sporadic bougainvillea. The bougainvillea quickly withered that year. The shortening of flowering period seems to affect the mood of the class teacher, and the teaching progress is always a few classes slow. Even one day, in a class, the class teacher specially mentioned the bougainvillea of 20xx.
She said that bougainvillea bloomed all over the wall that year, and the windows of the classroom were tightly covered. Bougainvillea, fiery red and brilliant red, is particularly dazzling and eye-catching against the green leaves, unlike now. ...
Time always flies, and it's graduation season.
That day was the last day of filming graduation photo. The sun is shining, and everyone comes under that wall again.
That year, bougainvillea was once again popular all over the wall, and the leaves were wrapped in silver under the sunlight. The breeze brushed my cheek and blew on a wall of bougainvillea, making a rustling sound, as if they were laughing and fighting.
I stared at bougainvillea for a long time, trying to write down what it looked like.
Some bougainvillea are crowded and noisy in groups of three or five; Some are proudly independent and red from me; Have a plenty of shame, hiding behind the leaves refused to come out.
I approached it, and for the first time in six years, I found that it still had a very light fragrance, which seemed to have some sweetness.
Under the bougainvillea wall, we left the last photo.
In the last class before graduation, the head teacher only wrote a sentence on the blackboard-
"May you be as enthusiastic and brilliant as the bougainvillea when you entered school in the future."
Imitation wisteria waterfall composition 2 If strength is an evergreen tree, then it must be perseverance to water it; If strength is an unbeaten flower, then it must be the sun that does not fall in his heart; If strength is a kind of permanent wealth, then it must be an indomitable person.
One evening, it rained heavily, and the raindrops as big as beans kept falling like broken money pearls. The rain that fell on the ground soon merged into a stream. I sat in front of the desk by the window, staring at the math problem that puzzled me. I looked helplessly out of the window and caught a glimpse of a grass. It looked helpless in the rainstorm. Like me, slowly, it bent down as if it were going to fall down. I sighed and turned away.
Time passed little by little, and a bird crossed the sky and sang a song, then I knew that the rain had stopped. Although the sky is still gray, the air is fresher, and the heavy rain makes the earth more vibrant. I looked out of the window again. To my shock, the grass was not knocked down by the heavy rain, but stood tall and straight like a soldier. Thousands of thoughts in my mind vanished in time, and I thought of a word-strength. I thought to myself: even a grass is so strong and has indomitable spirit. What can I complain about?
Strong, can make a withered flower bloom again and become colorful; It can also make people shine.
Imitation wisteria waterfall composition 3 The sunlight outside the window shines directly on the vase, which is empty. I have never seen such flowers. There is a cluster there, and there is a cluster here. It's blooming! The yellow of a place is like a few stars in the night sky, scattered in a little dark green. Take three, one for myself and two for her.
She is still young, so she is in a small class. Happy and naughty every day, as if jealous of God, teasing her like a joke-she had a high fever for several days and was hospitalized.
I still remember when I found it, the sun seemed to be golden, and the petals were deep outside and shallow inside, probably basking in the sun at home. There are no crowded people there, and there are no birds and butterflies like that. Only those lovely little wild flowers, slender waist, swaying in the wind, became dancers from other places. One by one, one by one, the surrounding and bottom rocks are out of place with it. She is uncomfortable, she is helpless; It was born unlucky and not dazzling. "I'm trying!" They are noisy.
"I won't give up!" They are hoarse.
Stamens are yellow with a little orange, which is full of "daughter red" that has been precipitated for a long time. Some small buds are not fully open, but a little petal tip is exposed. If you look closely, there seems to be a little vertical stripe. The bottom of the bud bulges. What happened? What delicious food have you hidden? It laughs, but it can't help laughing.
A week later, it was in my hand. It's beautifully dressed. I walked forward and came to the door of the ward. Although it is midsummer, it is particularly cool this time. The last time I sent it, it was still a bud in bud. I saw you again this time. Although it is small, it looks poor without losing a trace of cuteness, which is inseparable from her careful care. Suffering from illness, I have many pinholes in my hands and a fever patch on my forehead, but I still dance my seemingly strong body in the hospital bed. I know she's happy. After I came in, she kept shouting, "Sister, come and dance!" " "The smile on his face is the first time since he was ill. I saw it on the table beside the hospital bed when we were playing together.
Half is yin and half is yang, and those two flowers, one in a vase, bloom more luxuriantly; One bunch leans against the side, and the color is more beautiful. And their position happens to be the place where yin and yang blend. I may not feel how painful she and her suffering in the dark are, but I know they are so proud in the sun.
A month later, she was discharged from the hospital.
The sunshine outside the window is also a little dark, vase, sweet and full.
In the spring, when I was wandering, a touch of tender powder passed by my eyes.
The east wind blew over the treetops, making the peach trees sway and waving their branches. It should be spring, right?
There are a few peach blossoms on the light brown branches, and the children in kindergarten are as lively and lovely as them.
Peach blossom petals want to bloom, but they are curled up, like a ship sailing at the dock. I haven't decided where to sail yet. I opened a peach blossom with my hand, and when I reached the edge of the petal, the wisps of powder oozing from it were completely white, full of vitality and sadness. I seem to be worried about whether I will fly to other places tomorrow, stay at the top of the tree, or stay at the root of the peach tree to provide nutrition for other peach blossoms.
Hua doesn't understand.
A row of peach trees, at first glance, pink spreads on the winding path and pink overflows the ground. You need to watch your step, because you don't want to step on petals.
At the end of the road is a very old peach tree, whose bark is engraved with rings, but it is full of smiles and vitality. I don't know how many peach petals have been cultivated, and the fragrance is elegant. The canopy is full of transparent pink fragrance, which is particularly mysterious and charming.
A stout branch stretched out with several kinds of peach blossoms on it. Is that the courage potion that Oz debugged? Otherwise, how can so many petals be willing to provide nutrients as a tree?
This is an endless cycle and a gift from both sides: trees cultivate flowers, flowers protect and nourish trees, and trees also breed more flowers and bones.
Well done! Look up at that cluster of peach blossoms, surrounded by more than a dozen peach blossoms! There are dozens or even hundreds of peach blossoms on the tree, all of which do their jobs and work hard. There is a peach blossom, because of the baptism of rain, most of its petals have been broken and attached to the tree.
Peach blossom should have done a lot for this tree, right?
Brilliant peach blossoms weave a peach tree, and the peach tree is not just a peach tree.
The pink smell and ethereal fragrance of peach blossoms make people stop daydreaming: it seems that making peach blossoms is also a good choice.
And the road is long, Xiu Yuan Xi, I hope I can still have a peach blossom in my heart.
As night fell, I walked here for about an hour, just to see this large piece of stars that I have never seen before.
I have never seen such a flash, so many stars, only a brilliant yellow with irregular dark blue, as far as the eye can see. Just a pale yellow star, like a fish, swimming happily in the bottomless galaxy. There is a little golden light on the big blue banner, just like the noon sun falling into the water.
What about the moon? Oh, there are only stars in the butterfly array, but there is no moon. This is the home of the stars. The stars are piled up next to each other, one after another, pushing each other around, so lively and lively!
"I'm glowing!" They are laughing.
"I'm glowing!" They shouted.
Suddenly I felt that it was not a quiet night, but a party was held on such a night.
I found the big dipper. These seven stars are darker and brighter than each other. Just look at the one at the end of the spoon. It points to the north and is the brightest of the seven stars. Although I can't see their edges and corners, the halo from the yellow dot in the middle has been connected with the surrounding stars. I just looked at them for a long time, and I only felt that there was only a piece of yellow in front of me, like a large sunflower, but my heart was flashing, and the sunflower was not.
Looking at the stars and thinking nothing, I fell asleep slowly. In my dream, the stars flashed even more, and I was one of them.
Imitation Wisteria Waterfall Composition 6 That spring came too late, too late, but it finally came. I heard that Peach Blossom came to Grandpa's house excitedly, and then he was attracted by Peach Blossom. The whole tree has been occupied by smiling faces, just like countless children standing together, smiling one by one, not knowing what happened.
I can't help but take a closer look. Snow-white petals are stained with faint pink edges, giving people a fresh and simple feeling. I can't help but sigh: this flower should only be in the sky. How many times can the world enjoy it? Take a closer look. Flowers in bud concentrate pink on one point and are trying to spread it. They want to relax and say hello to the surrounding flowers. The flowers that have just bloomed still haven't got up the courage and slightly converge their petals; The flowers in full bloom are facing the morning sunshine, and several bees come to visit from time to time. Falling flowers fall with the spring breeze, but their lives are not over, because they will leave the fruits of life. The whole tree is like a big family with four generations living under one roof. Very lively. I can't help drooling when I look at it, because I can feast my eyes in a few months.
A faint fragrance enveloped me. I suddenly remembered the peach trees here a few years ago. At that time, the flowers on the tree were sparse, and no one cared about them all spring, as if to let these residual flowers wither. After that, all the fruits together are sour.
Today, however, the flowers are in full bloom. Why is this? It turned out that it was grandpa who watered and fertilized it, pruned branches and took good care of it during this year, which made it successful. Behind every successful person, there will be others' help to let him grow up slowly. Flowers will leave delicious fruits and reward those who fertilize them. Then can we do better than it? Shouldn't we forget those who helped us when we succeeded?
Please let us all thank the people who helped you? You will find that you are the happiest at this moment!
After learning the result, I have been standing and watching sunflowers. "This exam is very important. You must fight for your position! " Dad pinned his hopes on me, and I really failed the exam this time. The grades are a mess.
Sunflowers! You just need to walk towards the sun every day. What a simple and free life! Can you read my mind? Hmm? How can we become a unique sunflower among flowers? All the flowers don't face you. Is it because you are dying? You are like a lonely girl with a lot of blonde hair, but unlike others, you should have beautiful blonde hair, but it is mixed with brown and black hair. It's like a piece of white jade with a striking black spot on it. There are many burnt melon seeds of different sizes on the round face. One by one, row by row, row by row, circle by circle, like a girl's face, white and red, but full of countless freckles. Close to a smell, the faint scent of melon seeds hooks the sense of smell, and people can't help but pick one to taste.
This melon seed is probably fragrant. I wanted to try it, but I didn't reach for it.
Your pole is dark green and light green. There are two big and thick tender leaves under the flower, just like a girl wrapped in a new cotton-padded jacket in winter. How straight your body is. I know you never give in to anyone.
"Mom, look! What a big sunflower! " Its melon seeds look attractive and smell delicious! Can I have a taste? "A happy child is coming." It will be flat. You see, its head has been low, it must be because it doesn't want people to see its face. If you pick its melon seeds, it will be sad. "
"Then why is one of its petals black? The pole is still so tall and straight? "
"Well, it should be withered, but let yourself stand here, hoping to continue to follow Sun in the future.
Yes! It has always maintained its initial heart, and no matter how ugly it is, it has always struggled towards its own goals. There will always be vitality before it is over. The next day, the sun rose slowly from the foot of the mountain and gradually reached the highest point in the sky. That sunflower really raised its head. The yellow petals gradually become lush. It ignored the brown and black petals, looked up confidently and smiled at the sun. Sunflower, you always run east.
It's the same in the morning, noon and night.
Sitting in the examination room again, my inner anxiety has vanished. Different from last time, I became confident and strong. I don't think any difficulty can stop me-just like a flowering cactus. ...
Since school, I have put a small pot of cactus in front of my computer desk. Evergreen and green all year round, but it's ugly and a little thin.
It was that morning that I received the notice of the sketch grading examination and hurried to the examination room.
I took out my pen and drawing board in a hurry and felt uneasy. I sat in my seat and saw the contents of the exam. I was shocked-this painting has never been painted before. I seem to have met with a bolt from the blue and my whole body was shocked, but when I picked up the pen, I felt that I couldn't write any more. After the exam, I expected that I would never succeed in it.
Soon, the list of successful results came out. As expected, my name is not on it.
I lowered my head and buried my head very low, as if to stick my head to the ground; Sitting by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, my eyes are moist, and there is only darkness in front of me; I lay prone on the table, buried my head between my arms, sobbed softly and cried for a long time. ...
I looked up and took some paper towels to wipe my tears. However, there is such a beautiful scene in front of us: the cactus crouching in the corner has miraculously opened a flower! The little petal tries to support outward. It holds its breath and tries not to close itself. In the five or six departments, light yellow is all outside, and only dark yellow is squeezed inside. Pale yellow fragrance permeates around me, without the intensity of enchanting roses and the fragrance of osmanthus. It is just a pure and imperceptible fragrance, hazy and refreshing. The sun shines on him, like yellow honey splashing out, flowing in my heart, refreshing, sweet and memorable. Among countless pale white thorns, it is the most glamorous, like a bright smile, which is so eye-catching.
But in retrospect, how long has it been since I watered it? How long has it been since I read it carefully? I'm afraid I've long forgotten! ? Then how is it strong and dragging its weak body to bloom?
I was lost in thought. This flower shines into my life like a beam of hopeful light. A few months later, I went into the examination room with confidence and tried the exam again. But I am determined. This cactus can grow so strong. Why should I be afraid?
Imitation wisteria waterfall composition 9 flowers are beautiful things in the world. I like lotus, and I like its charming appearance. I like sweet-scented osmanthus, and I like her unique fragrance. I like chrysanthemums, which are pleasing to the eye, elegant and fragrant to a gentleman. However, I prefer plum blossom. I like her elegance and unyielding strength.
The winter is biting, the snow is falling, and everything is silent. In the face of this dead winter, plum blossoms are in bloom. Her pride in Feng Ling, cold loneliness, is no longer so monotonous in a piece of white dotted with lavender. That kind of elegant fragrance adds infinite colors and graceful fragrance to the cold winter, and there is no lack of courage in elegance. Stepping on the cold snow, plum trees are neatly arranged on both sides. Plum blossoms have already bloomed. She is petite and gentle, and under the refraction of light, she is like a small ice lamp, accompanying the world. Even if the wind is biting, I'm not afraid. Although life is short, I left the most beautiful figure to the earth.
Throughout the ages, how many literati have been impressed by the plum blossom spirit? Wang Mian's "Don't boast of lewdness, just leave a mouthful of dry Kun." It is the best testimony of plum blossom spirit. She is innocent, she is weak and delicate, and she describes the spirit of plum blossom incisively and vividly, and she feels innocent in a few words.
Looking back at the history of China, what is the evidence of plum blossom spirit? Just like Qiu Jin in the Republic of China, she remained firm and unyielding under the pressure of the enemy, showing a kind of courage different from that of a woman, but she did not waver in the face of the torture and coercion of the enemy. In an extremely difficult environment, Wen Tianxiang faced the temptation of the enemy, but his mind was stable, leaving an eternal famous saying, "No one has died since ancient times, so go with your heart and follow the history". Having such a strong and unyielding spirit shows that firm and tenacious heart!
Plum blossoms are not as elegant as peony flowers, as noble and elegant as chrysanthemums, and as elegant as daffodils. March in spring is a colorful season. Orange spring flowers in the park; Innocent lilies, graceful tulips, exotic flowers and herbs are beautiful. However, there are no plum blossoms in this sea of flowers. Isn't the plum blossom praised by poets for thousands of years gone? No, they don't bloom in March, but in winter, but that's also their cleverness.