The composition on orchids 1 rained several times in a row, which dispelled the heat of the whole day and drove away the arrogance of summer, making people no longer suffer from the scorching sun. Sweep away the anxiety in my heart, let my heart gradually calm down with the cold weather, and add a little coolness and comfort to the earth.
On this late summer morning, I slept until I woke up naturally. After washing, I pushed open the doors and windows, trying to make the dirty indoor air convection with the fresh outdoor air. Suddenly, I found a bunch of orchids quietly outside the door, inadvertently, quietly blooming with innate elegance and beauty.
I accidentally brought it back from the grass by the roadside. I think people are busy making a living. I pass by occasionally, and no one has time to care. Some people even mistake it for a weed.
I know this is an elegant orchid. Specially use a plastic potted plant and put it in front of the door. I thought, will it really bloom?
At this moment, it really opened. In this hot summer, the coming day is in my heart.
The eyeful of green bushes is dotted with a few white flowers and a few budding buds. White, elegant, cheerful, swaying elegant posture, bathed in the sun. The delicate and flawless face trembling slightly makes the gentle wind, bright sunshine posture and comfort. Shy, quietly blooming with beauty and purity.
I am very happy and moved!
Surprised, the whole summer! How does its delicate and charming body withstand the high temperature every day? Whenever the sun sets, the vicious sun converges its ferocious face, and I see its slender body, dying. Unconsciously moved by compassion, I lovingly poured several glasses of cold water.
Usually, the water is not very cold, but it is a little summer temperature. I didn't expect them to be like a wedding banquet. Optimistic mutual encouragement and support. What a beautiful summer! After drinking enough rain several times, we actually met and blossomed. Grow lush and graceful.
Can not help but sigh, such a powerful life! People can't help but envy its graceful appearance at will!
A person's romantic world will inevitably encounter all kinds of joys and sorrows. And will be disappointed in the bottom of my heart, slowly fermented, bred into new hope. When spring blossoms, it will breed new green.
Even if it fails, it is not a pity. In countless setbacks, we always fall and get up, but we know ourselves more and more. The pace of success will become more confident and more leisurely.
Composition 2 on the topic of orchids passed by there today, with clusters of colorful flowers.
This is a fairy garden!
Go out of the garden and go to your destination. Go ahead. The air is freshest after rain, and the fragrance of washed flowers, grass and leaves lingers on the nose.
There is a kind of fragrance, which is gorgeous and overwhelming. It pulls me towards its owner.
That's an orchid, only one. However, an orchid smells delicious thousands of miles away and attracts me to its owner from a distance. It's really amazing.
I remember that orchids are all one plant, all in clusters, right? A whole string of orchids is fragrant, which is the reason of orchid fragrance, right? But what about this orchid?
How does it support this perfume with its single orchid?
This orchid is white with only one flower. Its fragrance really attracted me here. Do I look like a bee? Like a butterfly I can't believe I let it pull me.
This is an orchid. Lonely?
Look around, there are all stones, and there are no other flowers and plants. Then how did it get on this pile of stones? Only its own world, can it be lonely?
It must be very clever. It wants someone to watch it. It also wants to see others, but it can't move. It can't move.
Then ask someone else to find it! I thought it was similar to the story that the boy named Narcissus became a narcissus, because he was so obsessed with his appearance that he became a narcissus. Oh, it became an orchid. But no, look at it, it's not charming at all.
It is by no means the Chu Qiao of orchids, it is really not beautiful enough.
Say it is white, it is not as thorough and pure as iron bone elements, it is mixed with purple; Said it was purple, not as enchanting as purple Phalaenopsis. Not to mention beautiful, just a little.
It is not a narcissus, it is not beautiful, it is Apollo, and its temperament is extraordinary.
Apollo was the first beautiful man in Greek mythology, but cassius was not as good as Apollo. Although he is a "more beautiful man than Apollo", a superficial man who only knows beauty can't compare with the versatile Apollo. Apollo is god of light, and there is no darkness in Apollo. He never lies and is aboveboard, so he is also called the God of Truth. Apollo was in charge of music and harp, as well as dance, poetry and inspiration. Poets and prophets rely on his inspiration. Apollo is good at playing the lyre, and the beautiful melody is like nature; Apollo was also proficient in archery. His arrows hit every shot. Apollo was also a god of medicine, passing on medical skills to others; And because he is smart and knowledgeable, he is also the god of prophecy. Apollo, who is in charge of music, medicine, art and fable, is the most omnipotent, beautiful and handsome god in Greek mythology.
An orchid is an Apollo-like existence, lonely but not self-appreciating.
Composition 3 on the topic of orchids, people regard it as a symbol of spring. It has many varieties. In my yard, there is an orchid. I don't know what kind, but I like it very much.
In winter, orchids gradually wither, their leaves turn yellow and their branches and leaves decrease, just like a dying old man. Did it just leave? Will it die? As the days passed, almost all the leaves of orchids fell, leaving only a few leaves hanging on the branches. It is only one cubic meter in size, but from a distance, you can see a pile of yellow standing next to the green lawn and trees, which makes people look very uncoordinated. This orchid is obviously an eyesore! But is this orchid really hopeless?
The weather is gradually easing, and orchids don't seem to change. Suddenly one day, I saw a white dot in yellow. What is that? Take a closer look, wow! That's a small white flower! It grows in dead leaves! That small five-petal flower, with a faint fragrance, is so intoxicating. It smells like candy. I really want to be a little bee and eat in the flowers! A few days later, several white and purple flowers appeared in the withered yellow, which brought vitality to the dying young tree. Is this the legendary "death ray"? Before the leaves grow, the flowers are smiling. How much mother Xiaoshu loves her children!
Spring has come, young trees have sprouted like other plants, withered and yellow have gradually turned green, and orchids have also revived. The more flowers, the stronger the fragrance. Is this still a sick orchid? The warmer the weather, the more leaves grow and the more flowers bloom, and they are white and purple flowers, which I have never seen in this city. In late spring, as soon as I went out, I smelled a strong fragrance. What kind of flower is this? Looking at it, I was silly: the orchid has completely recovered its vitality, and the young trees are covered with green leaves, but I still can't see it, because there are flowers in the middle of the leaves. Those small flowers are almost as big as leaves, but they seem to be more than leaves. Almost all the small trees are covered, only a small piece of green is exposed. Seen from a distance, there seems to be a big hydrangea on the grass. Which fairy dropped it while playing?
In summer, the scorching sun, people curse the sun, but this orchid seems to work harder, continue to smile, the fragrance seems to be stronger! However, no one wants to take it home, because it can disappear within an hour without "mom", and picking it is also a waste of time.
When summer comes, the small flowers begin to wither, gradually becoming less and the leaves are not so green. There are only sporadic flowers left, and you can't see where there are flowers without looking carefully. Orchids have been integrated into the surrounding area and become unknown.
In winter, it will "die" again and then start its glorious journey again.
Composition 4 on the topic of orchids will plant that happy orchid in our hearts, and then our mood will be full of happiness.
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It is said that my daughter is my mother's close-fitting brocade coat, but I don't think so.
As long as I can remember, I knew that my mother liked orchids on the balcony and cared more about them than I did. The first thing she does every morning is not to prepare breakfast for me, but to take care of orchids. On the contrary, it is my busy father who gives me hot milk every day. After school, I will talk and laugh with my father, talk about school and TV last night ... It is said that my father is a person who can't express love, but I don't think so. My father is an interesting and understanding person. When you get along with him, you will find that happiness is as simple as that. I once asked my father privately why my mother always doesn't care about me and why that orchid always has a better position in her mind than me. My father always smiles at me after listening to it, then shakes his head and says, "You don't understand."
In a blink of an eye, I was promoted to junior high school, far from home.
Maybe it's the lack of dad's laughter. I think it seems colder in winter here than in my hometown. It's really hard to leave my father. So, I call back regularly, and every time I call back, my father always answers.
To my relief, my father always brings some warm clothes and hot dishes home the day after the phone call. After a long time, I can't help but be curious when I study abroad, but I can always see my father every time I am curious.
That day, my father came again and brought some daily necessities and my favorite food at home as usual. After my father arranged everything, I asked him why he always appeared by my side when I was most helpless. Dad prevaricated for a long time and finally told the truth.
"Your mother asked me to send it. She said that you were spoiled by me at home since you were a child. A person will definitely not adapt. Winter here is much colder than at home. Every time you call home, she thinks you are not used to life, but she doesn't want to say much, so she sent me to you early the next morning ... "
With the growth of age and rich experience, I gradually understand orchids.
Yes, its fragrance and elegance, especially its unique noble temperament, are unmatched by anyone-just like transparent maternal love is unique to mothers.
It is said that a father loves a mountain, and I always think so; But maternal love is not, just more delicate than fatherly love.