The story of chrysanthemum

The Story of Chrysanthemum 1

The petals are curved like rolled skin, and it is not afraid of cold wind and rain, and the flowers wither and bloom, and it reaches ten thousand families in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Do you know what this flower is? Let me tell you! It is a beautiful chrysanthemum.

When autumn comes, chrysanthemums are in full bloom. In the garden, chrysanthemums are crowded together in clusters, just like members of a United and harmonious family get together to discuss family affairs. Chrysanthemums come in various shapes: some are sideways, like a passer-by asking for news; Some bend over and lower their heads, just like a shy little girl; Others hold their heads high, like a proud general ... Beautiful!

The petals of chrysanthemums are squeezed one by one, one on top of the other, hugging each other like good friends. Some petals of chrysanthemum only spread out two or three, and some petals are stacked together, tightly crowded with small light green buds; Some bend inward, just like octopus legs; Some bend outward, just like a golden curly hair; There are still flowers and bones, which look like they will be in full bloom soon ... Beautiful!

From a distance, chrysanthemums are colorful, red as fire, white as clouds, pink as clouds, and green as jade ... What a charming scenery! Close up, chrysanthemums are like graceful girls. When the breeze blows, they dance. Let me see this one. It's beautiful. Look at that one. It's beautiful, too. If the chrysanthemum in front of you is regarded as "a table of delicious food", then the chef's skill is really amazing!

I am intoxicated in the sea of chrysanthemums. Suddenly I feel like a chrysanthemum, dressed in golden clothes, standing in the cold wind. When the wind blows, I dance, and the golden clothes dance with the wind, as if cheering for me: "Go and challenge the cold wind!" " It's not just me, but the chrysanthemums beside me are dancing. After a while, the wind stopped. I stopped dancing and stood there quietly, very lonely. The little dragonfly flew over and told me the joy of catching pests; The little butterfly flew over and told me how comfortable it was to fly; The grass told me the good dream I had last night; The tree told me what I saw yesterday in my ear ... Loneliness was suddenly forgotten.

after a while, I remembered that I am not a chrysanthemum, I am looking at a chrysanthemum!

I like the variety of chrysanthemums, and I like the colorful chrysanthemums, but I prefer the spirit of chrysanthemum's perseverance and overcoming difficulties in the cold wind. I like beautiful chrysanthemums! The Story of Chrysanthemum 2

Today, I came to the Chrysanthemum Exhibition to watch chrysanthemums.

as soon as I entered the main entrance, I saw an unfolded fan, which symbolizes the blooming of chrysanthemums. Below, there are pots of chrysanthemums in different shapes, which are blooming warmly in the autumn frost.

Further on, there are two chrysanthemum dragons named "Golden Dance". I can't help but admire it, and I suddenly feel that the dragon is a symbol of China. Chrysanthemum can be proud of autumn frost. Julong, doesn't this mean that the Chinese nation can be in full bloom in the cold autumn like chrysanthemums? Ah! Chrysanthemum! When all the flowers are dying, you can have such a backbone. Ao Shuang is in full bloom. No wonder people want to praise you! I love you, Chrysanthemum!

when I saw the famous chrysanthemum, my feelings deepened. "National prosperity" is so noble, and China will certainly be as rich as you. "Green dress and red dress" is obviously a graceful girl, as if all her "beautiful posture" were displayed before our eyes. "Golden thread penetrates the pearl" and "Phoenix vibrates its feathers" ... You can tell how beautiful they are just by their names. "King of Chrysanthemum" is worthy of being the king of chrysanthemums. You see, its flower core is bright red, but its petals are pure white. Bright green stems and emerald green leaves are so harmonious. It is the best blooming chrysanthemum of all. Some petals are standing, some are sitting, some are hanging, and the one standing seems to be giving orders to the other petals! Ah! Chrysanthemum, a symbol of beauty.

finally, I came to the monument to the death of Bao Lu in the autumn of 1911. Hanging chrysanthemums fluttered in the autumn wind, as if mourning for the martyrs, and as if telling people the heroic deeds of those martyrs. I seem to have seen how the soldiers fought bravely with the enemy on the battlefield filled with smoke. How much blood they shed for our victory. Aren't they like chrysanthemums? And now, I'm standing here. I am also mourning for the martyrs ...

Chrysanthemum, I love you! ! ! The story of chrysanthemum 3

The chrysanthemums in the garden are blooming again. On Sunday, my mother took me to the garden to watch the beautiful and fragrant chrysanthemum exhibition.

when I walked into the garden, I saw many chrysanthemums, which were beautiful. White as snow, pink as chardonnay, red as fire and yellow as gold. They are colorful and beautiful. When I walked in, I first saw the chrysanthemums rushing to open. The yellow chrysanthemums were like elephant's nose, eagle's claws, and yellow noodles. The petals below were curved, like the golden curls of foreign girls. The flower is as big as a bowl, and gradually stretches around one layer. Red chrysanthemums are even more eye-catching, because they represent the color of life, like a group of raging fires, a trace of petals, like a shy little girl. Some petals are folded inward, while others are stretched outward, like a fiery red pepper.

Then I saw the holy white chrysanthemums, some of which were still in flower bones, as if they were about to burst my love; Some are not open yet, half open and half closed, like little dolls that have not woken up; Others are fully open, revealing yellow flower cores, attracting small bees and bursting into beautiful smiles. Small and exquisite white chrysanthemums are densely packed, as if arguing about who is more beautiful. Adding a excitement to autumn. Chrysanthemum attracted people to watch it one after another, and the fragrance of chrysanthemum also attracted white pigeons, as if to say, "Chrysanthemum smells good! I really want to smell it for a while. "The fragrance of chrysanthemum is refreshing. Chrysanthemums grow so beautifully, which is inseparable from the cultivation of sunlight, soil, water and fertilizer.

I love autumn, especially beautiful chrysanthemums. The Story of Chrysanthemum 4

Today, I came to Teacher Yuan's composition school. Before I entered the door, a fragrant smell came to my nose. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw a pot of vibrant chrysanthemums on the teacher's podium. This chrysanthemum is like an open umbrella. So, I began to observe this pot of chrysanthemum with curiosity.

The stems of chrysanthemums are extremely thick and numerous. There are many secondary stems on each main stem, and many small secondary stems grow on the secondary stems. Chrysanthemum stems are divided into two colors, the lower part is brown and the upper part is turquoise. There are many tiny hairs on the stem, just like the wool knitted by mother.

each secondary stem has a small leaf. The periphery of each leaf is jagged and uneven to the touch. The color of the leaf surface is deeper than the back of the leaf, and there are still veins on the leaf surface, like the veins on the old man's hand. Every leaf of the chrysanthemum sinks downward, like a spoon used by mother to hold soup.

chrysanthemums, chrysanthemums and, of course, flowers. Chrysanthemums are really colorful, and some are in bud, like shy little girls who dare not show their faces; Some are half open, like little girls holding their faces with delicate hands; Others hold their heads in full bloom and show beautiful smiling faces to people cheerfully. It's really mixed. The blooming chrysanthemums are purple, just like fireworks in full bloom in the night sky. A gust of wind blew, and I suddenly smelled a fragrance, which immediately made me relaxed and happy.

According to the teacher, chrysanthemums are not only beautiful, but also have great functions. Chrysanthemum is one of the traditional Chinese medicinal materials, which has the functions of dispelling wind and clearing heat, clearing liver and improving eyesight, detoxicating and diminishing inflammation. Long-term use can also make you fit, hard-working and prolong your life.

I didn't expect chrysanthemum to play such a big role. I love you, chrysanthemum, and your beautiful posture! The story of chrysanthemum 5

There are many flowers in the world, including peony, which is very beautiful. There are lotus flowers, which are muddy but not stained; There are orchids, which are fresh and elegant. The last one I mentioned, which I want to introduce to you, is called Chrysanthemum.

I went back from the city to the county seat and the house where I lived for nine years. winter Outside, the cold wind is biting, and the white snow on the ground is uncomfortable. This situation makes people have a strong desire for color.

I'm not the only one with this idea. My whole family went out to make room in our kindergarten.

We are all thinking, what should we plant in this clearing? Mom said that we should raise chrysanthemums, which was approved by our family.

after we sowed the seed, it broke ground a few days later.

The stem of chrysanthemum is as thin as a pencil lead, and it is covered with fuzz. The stem is covered with green leaves, and there are veins on the leaves that are not on a horizontal line. It is rough to touch with your hands.

Because chrysanthemums can grow in cold conditions. In cold weather, the morning glory declines, the daffodil leaves are thin and the camellia is colorful, but only chrysanthemums, the colder the weather, the more lush it blooms.

Chrysanthemum, plum, orchid and bamboo are also called "four gentlemen", and there are countless poems praising chrysanthemum by ancient poets.

our family said together that we will plant a chrysanthemum next winter. Perhaps, we all love it very much! The Story of Chrysanthemum 6

In a colorful garden, there is a beautiful tulip. She has golden hair, slender figure and delicate face, so she shows off her beauty all day and looks down on the flowers and plants in the garden. But I never dared to challenge her and compare with her because she was so beautiful.

One sunny day, after the tulips got dressed, they stretched themselves and began to boast again. "Hum, you little flowers and grasses, who are in the same garden with me, are really grateful for my light." All the other flowers were scolded by her. At this time, a graceful wild chrysanthemum in the corner stood out: "tulip, don't be too arrogant." I will compare with you today to see who is the most beautiful. " Other flowers advised the wild chrysanthemum not to fight with her, but the wild chrysanthemum did not flinch.

"Ok, everybody take your positions," the referee Xiao Honghua gave the order, and the wild chrysanthemums and tulips were fully prepared, and no one allowed anyone. "Let's start, the first round, the talent show of both sides." Little Red Flower spoke again. Wild chrysanthemums and tulips have made all kinds of charming gestures. When they see each other, they can only talk. Tulip said, "Look, everyone, how delicate my face is!" " The wild chrysanthemum then said, "Look, everyone, how charming my curly hair is!" " "My clothes look good." "My hands are beautiful" and "My legs are slender" ... They have been arguing all the time, and even Xiao Honghua can't persuade them.

A well-informed old chrysanthemum couldn't help saying, "I still think chrysanthemums are the most beautiful!" "

Hearing this, Tulip angrily asked the old chrysanthemum, "My fragrance is stronger than hers, and my face looks better than hers. Why do you say wild chrysanthemum is the most beautiful?"

Old Chrysanthemum replied, "Because Wild Chrysanthemum is proud of the frost and strives for self-improvement in winter, unlike you, who are afraid of wind and rain, they dare not go out in winter and hide under the covers to sleep. Don't you feel blushing? "

Tulip has nothing to say, and she hangs her head in shame. From then on, she never dared to brag about her beauty again, and the wild chrysanthemum quietly returned to that corner. The story of chrysanthemum 7

Little rabbit came to play on the green grass. Just as he lay down, he suddenly heard a burst of crying in his ear.

It got up and looked. It turned out to be a A Man Called Autumn Flower crying.

What's the matter with you? Little Nutbrown hare asked.

A Man Called Autumn Flower said: whoops, listen to grandma, my mother is watching over me in the sky. I really want to go to see my mother in the sky!

Little Nutbrown hare scratched his head and said, But I can't fly either. Let alone take you to the sky!

A Man Called Autumn Flower was even sadder.

Suddenly, Little Rabbit said, I have an idea!

With that, Little Rabbit ran home and brought a kite. It said happily, A Man Called Autumn Flower, don't cry, I have a way to fly you to the sky! You see, I tied you to a kite and let it take you to heaven!

A Man Called Autumn Flower was so happy that he said, thank you!

Bunny tied A Man Called Autumn Flower to a kite, took advantage of the cool breeze at night, and sent A Man Called Autumn Flower to the sky ... Story of Chrysanthemum 8

Character introduction:

Yusha

A warm, kind, gentle and lovely girl from the flower protection village in the flower kingdom.

watery

A smart, quiet and elegant girl, from Boshu Town, a scholarly kingdom.

"There is a house made of candy in the middle of the forest. . . Mother-in-law Chrysanthemum in the candy house will entertain the visiting guests diligently. . . Then, at night, arrest them. . . Eat them when they gain weight. . 。” Eat it. . . "Rain Sally is gushing about the fairy tale of Huhua Village.

"Wow, meowed ~ ~ ~" Moist was so scared that she burst into tears.

Knock, knock, knock.

"hi!" This is an old woman who came in: "Yusha, you are getting taller!" "

"Mother Chrysanthemum, why are you here?" Rain Sally smiled and said to her mother-in-law.

Isn't the mother-in-law Chrysanthemum just like the story when she hears the water? Wow, cannibal mother-in-law

"Yusha, we haven't seen each other for several years. I brought your favorite chocolate cake!" " Mother-in-law took out a beautiful cake from her bag.

"woo ~ help!" Moist and thinking that her mother-in-law was going to eat her, she cried and rushed out of the door.

"What happened to that child?" Mother chrysanthemum is very strange.

 “。 . . . . 。” Yusha thought: The fairy tale is false, and my mother-in-law is my relative.

at night. . . Knock, something rang ...

"What's that noise? It's so noisy! " Moist and bright heard voices in the middle of the night, and her mood became agitated.

She was going to have a look. She went downstairs and opened the kitchen door, only to find Mother Chrysanthemum cooking soup. Moist and frightened, my hair stood on end.

the next morning, yusha disappeared and disappeared. . . "I must have been cooked by my mother-in-law Chrysanthemum!" Moist and crying again.

"Anyway, let's look for Yusha." Moist and tearful, she said, "Maybe she was locked in the basement!" "

"Nothing, just a pile of food." She was worried again: "I remember there wasn't so much food yesterday." Don't. . . It's not going to be done. . 。” Thinking of this, she rushed out crying again: "Rain. . . Sally. . 。”

Running, I just knocked down Yusha, and the water rushed into Yusha's arms (Yusha was holding bread in her hand): "Yusha, you are still alive!"

"curse me to death early in the morning, looking for a beating." Rain Sally can be angry, and she puts her hand in the past.

"I've been looking for you, and I thought your mother-in-law ate a cup of chrysanthemum!" " Moist and dry your tears.

"It's rude of you to say that about your mother-in-law." Rain Sally angrily picked up the bread in her hand and stuffed it into watery mouth.

"Then how do you explain the pile of food in the warehouse?" Moist and said.

"It's all because of your stupid birthday!" Yusha explained.

"My birthday?" Moist and blushed, surprised to say.

"hum. . 。”