A moment shallow, a moment light, a moment light, a moment deep. I followed the fragrance and finally found the osmanthus hidden in the green leaves.
How time flies! It's the season of osmanthus in full bloom again. There are piles of green flowers, dotted with clusters of beige flowers, hanging on the branches, a bit like vines in the wrong season, but more fragrant than vines.
Carefully push away the branches and leaves, you can clearly see the delicate appearance of the floret. The small stamens and petals are surrounded by four petals, just like small spoons surrounded by them, but they fall off when touched. Look, she grinned, and the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, like its humble appearance, so small, but still so delicate. It never grows rough because it is petite. It is like a firefly, an epiphyllum, a cicada, and many tiny but serious lives.
I looked at the way it smiled at the sun and thought of myself. I asked myself: Do you have such courage? Do you have such enthusiasm? Do you have such perseverance? I always complain that I have too much homework. I always complain that I don't play enough. I never thought about how to live my life well.
However, in this small osmanthus, I seem to see the direction. I want to learn the spirit of osmanthus, its sincerity, its tenacity and its efforts, so that my life has no regrets.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, and I like its just right fragrance. I've smelled so many flowers that they can't compare with osmanthus.
Smelling the fragrance of osmanthus, it feels like smelling a century-old wine, and my heart is getting drunk. During the Chinese New Year, I like to eat glutinous rice dumplings best, and the faint sweet-scented osmanthus flavor stays on my lips, which I can't bear to swallow.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, and I want to be a sweet-scented osmanthus person, ordinary but not mediocre, tiny and full of strength. I hope it helps you.
2. Imitating the footsteps of the spring girl who wrote 200-300 words in Wisteria Falls, the magnolia in my backyard also opened for the second time. From a distance, the big magnolia flowers look like white cotton peaches. In the early morning, magnolia is covered with a layer of gauze, and the morning glow is gently wiped. Suspected snowflakes are covered with branches, so crystal white? Do you doubt that Baiyun lives here, so elegant? Oh, she is holier than snowflakes and more dignified than white clouds-she is a beautiful flower on earth! Under the golden sunshine, the white petals of blossoming flowers become silver, sparkling and dazzling, and under the sweet rain and dew, the pots of magnolia flowers are more pure and elegant; In the warm spring breeze, it swings from side to side as if it were a white jade cup. Sitting under a tree at rest and looking up, the blue sky, white flowers, free wind and cheerful birds all magically form a wonderful picture. The sky behind Magnolia is like a calm and clear lake, and the white flowers are like a group of pure swans. The wind cheered before and after them, and birds accompanied them. They are dancing on the lake. A closer look is even more amazing. Delicate petals, beautiful patterns and pure white color are really rare treasures carved by ingenious craftsmen with flawless white jade. She has a myriad of gestures, some of which are still in bud, and she is tightly wrapped in a yellow-green sweater, so full that she seems to undress. Some just spread out two or three petals and hung their heads shyly, as if a girl were hiding her face and smiling; Some petals are in full bloom, and the milky petals are covered with glittering and translucent water drops. The fresh petals are smooth and smooth when touched by hand. Petals are spoon-shaped, with narrow ends and wide and convex middle. At this time, I couldn't help reaching out and holding a flower, smelling it close to my nose and smelling it again. It is refreshing and memorable. Yulan, you should not choose to be warm and comfortable in full bloom in the cold wind. No matter how high the branches are and how they land, you always maintain a spotless character. You are elegant and free from vulgarity, white and flawless, and have no intention of competing with others for beauty and not causing butterflies to dance wildly. It's really "but there are branches comparable to jade, why bother to levy three?" May the world be full of magnolia flowers and people's hearts be like magnolia.
3. Imitate the composition of Wisteria Falls, about 200 words, just sweet-scented osmanthus.
Just entering autumn, I smell a faint fragrance in the air, which seems far and near. A moment shallow, a moment light, a moment light, a moment deep. I followed the fragrance and finally found the osmanthus hidden in the green leaves.
How time flies! It's the season of osmanthus in full bloom again. There are piles of green flowers, dotted with clusters of beige flowers, hanging on the branches, a bit like vines in the wrong season, but more fragrant than vines. Carefully push away the branches and leaves, you can clearly see the delicate appearance of the floret. The small stamens and petals are surrounded by four petals, like a small spoon surrounded by them, but unfortunately they fall off when touched. Look, she grinned, and the fragrance became stronger.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, like its humble appearance, so small, but still so delicate. It never grows rough because it is petite. It is like a firefly, an epiphyllum, a cicada, and many tiny but serious lives. I looked at the way it smiled at the sun and thought of myself. I asked myself: Do you have such courage? Do you have such enthusiasm? Do you have such perseverance? I always complain that I have too much homework. I always complain that I don't play enough. I never thought about how to live my life well. However, in this small osmanthus, I seem to see the direction. I want to learn the spirit of osmanthus, its sincerity, its tenacity and its efforts, so that my life has no regrets.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, and I like its just right fragrance. I've smelled so many flowers that they can't compare with osmanthus. Smelling the fragrance of osmanthus, it feels like smelling a century-old wine, and my heart is getting drunk. During the Spring Festival, I like to eat Yuanxiao made of wine best. The faint taste of osmanthus makes me reluctant to swallow.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, and I want to be a sweet-scented osmanthus person, ordinary but not mediocre, tiny and full of strength.
I hope it helps you.
Hope to adopt ~
4. Imitate the composition grass of Wisteria Falls. Although ordinary and small, it has indomitable vitality; Although not beautiful, it has strong vitality; All this is the power of longing for life! Grass, regardless of lightning, regardless of storm, regardless of cold and heat, is not afraid. All this is the power of faith. The grass is eager for life and survival, so it stands up again! I walked along the path, looking at the green grass on the roadside, lost in thought ... Perhaps, many people regard grass as a symbol of weakness and think that their short bodies can't stand a little wind and rain. But I don't think so, because in my eyes, grass is so tenacious and full of vitality, and the most important thing is their own vitality and spirit! As soon as spring comes, the grass opens its dim eyes and rushes out of the ground to share the joy and warmth brought by the spring girl with people. They are scattered all over the earth, laying a green carpet for the "Mother Earth" who raised them ... This combination of thousands of grasses in Qian Qian makes people see the greatness of life. Of course, the respect of the grass is not only here. They still shine with a bright spot-indomitable spirit. Although grass is not as tall and straight as towering trees, nor as bright red and beautiful as flowers, their spirit is enough to overwhelm all this, which makes people re-recognize and marvel. In the storm, tall and straight trees were uprooted and colorful flowers were destroyed, but the grass won with a force stronger than material strength ... After the storm, all the flowers and trees changed, only the grass still stood there with its head held high, enjoying the sunshine after the rain ... Because of this, they were worthy of the great poet's "wildfire never completely burned them down, and they were tall again in the spring breeze". I think: in the long journey of life, everyone will encounter bumps and bumps. As long as we have the spirit of grass, the clouds of despair will eventually disperse and hope.
5. Write a composition in the form of Wisteria Falls, with no less than 200 words, from sunflowers and Parthenocissus to nature. Do you think that flowers are red, grass is green, and when the wind blows, it becomes brighter? Do you think the sky is blue, the clouds are white, and Xiaer is red when she comes? Do you think the mountains are green, the water is beautiful, and the birds become cheerful as soon as they pass by? When you walk into nature, do you think it is beautiful? We can observe and describe a beautiful scenery carefully. Just like the text "Spring", we always write the scene of spring after the beginning. We use the third to sixth natural paragraphs to describe four pictures, namely "Spring Grass Map", "Spring Flower Map", "Spring Breeze Map" and "Spring Rain Map", so as to describe them in categories and show them at different levels. At the same time, we should pay attention to all-round observation and multi-angle perception. For example, the fifth natural section "Spring Breeze Picture" writes the beautiful scenery of the spring breeze from the visual aspect, and finally writes the pleasant sound of the spring breeze from the auditory aspect. In this way, we can mobilize a variety of senses to describe the spring breeze from different sides and angles, and write out the invisible, colorless and tasteless spring breeze that is difficult to capture in sound and feeling, so that readers can have the experience effect of being there, seeing its shape and smelling its sound, and naturally revel in it. We can also tell a beautiful story according to the scene. You can also tell an equally beautiful story in this beautiful environment, and organically combine the scenery with the plot. In the text "Visiting Friends in the Mountain", "Friends in the Mountain" came to us one by one, telling each other their hearts. It was a fairytale world. You know, the beautiful environment is intoxicating and makes the beautiful story icing on the cake. We can also use scenery to express our feelings and express a beautiful feeling. Don't be sentimental yet. "Only by accurately and vividly depicting the scenery with emotion and touching people with emotion can we give people ideological enlightenment and beautiful feelings. This is another example of the article Wisteria Falls. Facing the blooming wisteria, the author's original sadness and anxiety gradually turned into peace and joy, and the feelings contained in it were surging, all in the delicate description of the scenery. So we should try our best to find those who really touch our hearts. Let the story be filled with sincere and strong feelings, and let the scenery be filled with simple and rich feelings. Or: Spring is here, the spring is bright, everything is reviving, the spring breeze is blowing, and the morning sun is rising. At this time, it is naturally more beautiful and lovely. Listen, "Ji, Ji, Ji", and when you look up, it's a bird in the bud tree. They are singing happily. Look, under the spring breeze. All kinds of flowers in the park are fragrant and refreshing. Summer came quietly. The scorching sun scorched the earth without a breath of wind. In the dense forest, cicadas hid in the tree and cried, "It's hot, it's hot. "On the lawn, a puppy is running around bored, and it seems that it can't stand the irritability in summer. There are pink and white lotus flowers in the pond. It makes people feel a little relaxed in the tense and boring summer. Autumn followed, and the autumn sky was blue and golden. There is a white cloud floating in the western sky, slowly floating and floating. In the field, people are harvesting mature crops, and their faces are full of smiles, as if enjoying the joy of harvest. Winter is coming, the north wind is howling, pushing the tree hard, and snowflakes are there.
6. Write a landscape composition imitating Wisteria Falls. You should express your will by holding things and borrowing scenery. Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. Waffle houses are different. The raindrops tinkled on them and immediately made a pleasant sound. People who live in huts are blessed to be close to nature in the rain. When it rains suddenly, the sound is very generous. The voice is also weak, and it seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. Tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection. People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and gratitude. The old man has the ambition of "lying at night listening to the wind and rain, dreaming of an iron horse glacier". Dying beauty has the bitterness of "raindrops brighten yellow leaves and lights illuminate my bald head"; Acacia lovers have the vision of "the phoenix tree is raining, and it will drop at dusk"; Affectionate poets have the daydream that "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the bright lane sells apricot flowers". Rain has become an angel for people to decorate their feelings and place their wishes. In their spare time, they are lucky enough to go back to the place where they once listened to the rain. It was a light rain that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain. In the mist, the sound of rain reveals a strange mood that I haven't communicated for a long time. It refused me thousands of miles away. Show me. However, I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of consciousness. There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion. Oh, what I met in the rain was myself who had left time and space. It told me everything before. I hesitated and asked myself: Who am I? Still the old me? There is a saying: "Young people listen to the rain on the balcony, and the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, listening to the boat and rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. " Different life situations make them feel different. However, listening to the rain is listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the truth and listening to the flow of time. In addition to the echoes of the years, it is still the hardships of the past.
7. Imitate the Wisteria Falls and write a 200-word essay from the whole to the part. Whenever spring returns to the earth, it is called "beauty in flowers"
Spring is full, blooming in parks or gardens where tourists gather, making people linger.
Feel relaxed and happy.
azalea
Generally refers to all kinds of red.
In fact, azaleas are not only red. Rhododendron is
One. Just like a poem written by the famous poet Bai Juyi Du is very good: "You are not like this world with two branches in your hand." This thing in the flower is beauty, its beauty.
""Looking back, the peach season is colorless, reflecting hibiscus instead of flowers. "
The branches of azaleas are rough to the touch. The color of its branches is different from that of other flowers. The color of other flowers' branches is brown, while its branches are light green. Rhododendron leaves are rectangular. The leaves are dark green, smooth to the touch, and there is no fluff. This is not logical.
Similarly,
Leaves with fine hairs feel comfortable.
Yes
The green leaves are lined with red flowers, and the azaleas are divided into several colors. My favorite color is red, which is very beautiful and charming under the sunshine. Seen from a distance, azaleas look like a group.
Dancing in the air. That flower looks like a human flower.
Made of colored paper, it looks particularly bright, but it doesn't feel as smooth and wrinkled as its leaves.
I
Rhododendron
8. A composition imitating Wisteria Waterfall and expressing will, about 200 words. It rains at night and touches my heart.
In the ethereal night, there came the sound of falling rain.
People were stunned by the quietly falling rain, so there were no elegant people walking leisurely on the road, and the clear people who didn't want to get wet by the rain accelerated their pace of going home. The ethereal night becomes far and long. The silent house in the rain at night forms a sound wall.
I, in this rainy night package, stood by the foggy window, drawing circles on the window with my fingers, as if trying to trap related memories. At night, all the colorful scenes outside the window no longer exist, and the noisy world during the day seems to disappear in the patter of rain. Rainy nights limit people's activities, so staying in a quiet environment, imagination is always particularly far away, especially focused. A layer of water mist was scraped off round and round, and soon the second layer of fog came up. Standing in front of the window, it seems that you can't see any images, but people actually see farther.
In fact, the scene of rain at night is not so beautiful. Crowded environment, muddy roads and falling petals ... However, the poetry that goes towards self, simplicity and tranquility in rainy nights comes to mind one after another. Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night is a typical example. It is in this deep and impenetrable package that Gong Zizhen's dedication beauty of "falling red and heartless, turning into spring mud to protect flowers" touched my heart even more. Charcoal sellers are still walking through the vast snow, which seems to have the same effect as the rain at night. The market in the sky suddenly became simple and naive, and I opened my heart to the empty space in the search for the lost sky in the rainy night. The misplaced love tragedy in Thunderstorm is exactly the same as the realm described in Buried Flower.
In fact, the expectation in the rainy night is not slim. Looking at the dim light in the distance, the waiting person gently shoots grievances in his heart. Daiyu woke up from a dream, holding the wooden boat left by Baoyu before leaving, with tears in her eyes; Li Qingzhao's "people are thinner than yellow flowers and can't bear much worries" misses her husband's sadness, and Chang 'e misses her husband's heart. It's a pity that she ate the elixir angrily and passed away. The woman in white under Leifeng Tower is looking forward to Xu Xian's peerless love. ...
In fact, the imagination in a rainy night is not empty, just depends on your state of mind.
In the ethereal night, my thoughts are released. I enjoy the solitude, I stand quietly, savoring the mystery of my residence, and my heart is touched and enlightened. What touches my heart is the rain at night.
9. Imitate Wisteria Falls and write a composition about sunflowers of not less than 550 words. There are thousands of flowers in the world, colorful and dazzling. Others like lilies and roses, but my favorite flower is sunflower. However, sunflowers also have their beauty. Sunflowers are bright, bright, beautiful, enthusiastic, full and stubborn. Very common. But its beauty is often hidden in its ordinary and ordinary. Flowers blooming in the sun are as bright as the sun, and their colors are full of the flavor of the sun. So it doesn't matter whether it's raining or cloudy. I don't look up, I know you are shining. I have seen sunflowers since I was a child. Their leaves are green. Look at their eyes-like seeds, like black pearls, bees are flying freely in the sky. Some melon seeds come out with their heads down, as if they were too ashamed to lift their heads. Rows of sunflowers protect the grass in the sun like little giants. Sunflower is also called sunflower, because its disk always faces the sun, and sunflower is like the younger brother of the sun, so it has the reputation of "sunflower". Sunflowers are like mothers, and the sun is like children. Mothers are always defined as child-centered. Once the mother loses that center, she loses the purpose and direction of rotation. Therefore, we must strive to do a good job in that center so that mothers will not be disappointed and will no longer lose their way. Why does sunflower turn to the sun? I found a valid answer. The phenomenon that sunflowers follow the sun proves the phototropism of plants. Most plants are characterized by phototropic growth. Phototropism can make the stems and leaves of plants in the most suitable position for using light energy, because plants receive enough sunlight to carry out photosynthesis better. These sunflowers greet the sunrise every day! In fact, although sunflower is small, it hides deep love for the sun.