Sunflower stems are as red as fire and look tender. It seems that water will come out when you pinch it with your hands. The leaves are as green as grass, small and thick, and the surface is as smooth as a thin layer of wax. Sunflower flowers are about the size of a fist, with five petals, which are particularly gorgeous, some are as white as jade, some are as golden as gold, and some are as pink as a touch of rouge, which makes them more enchanting and pretty in the sun.
I like sunflower not only because of its beauty, but also because of its tenacious vitality. If you cut off one of its shoots, it will grow rapidly. Before long, this flower will bloom again, bringing joy and comfort to mankind with its beauty and fragrance. There are many beautiful flowers on my balcony, such as fragrant jasmine and pure and noble lily, but my favorite is ordinary sunflower.
Sunflowers are placed in the corner of the balcony. You see, its crooked branches are sticking out, and there are some delicate flowers and bones on the gray branches! The green leaves of sunflower are oval, giving people a small feeling.
Sunflowers are the most beautiful! Its flower consists of five pink petals with a yellow stamen in the middle. Have a plenty of green shoots, full as if to burst; Some have opened their pink pajamas, swaying gently with the breeze and dancing like a slim little girl.
Why is this flower called sunflower? Listen to my sister: because it changes with the sun. In the morning, as soon as the sun rises, the sunflower blooms very small and unfolds bit by bit with the movement of the sun.
At noon, when the burning sun rises to the top of the head, the petals of the sunflower are all spread out, just like a beautiful big disk. In the evening, the sun is about to set, and the sunflower shrugs its tired body after a hard day's work and gradually closes its petals.
I have always regarded sunflowers as my friends. When I am happy, it swings its soft body and shares the joy of success with me.
When I am depressed and have no self-confidence, when I look at it, I only feel that a powerful force has deeply shocked me. I like beautiful sunflowers! Although it is not the most gorgeous flower, its eternal spirit will always inspire me to move forward! Expand.
2. Sunflower's brilliant composition like sunflower symbolizes courage, strength and progress. Its gorgeous language is, bravely pursue your own happiness.
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I don't know when I started, and the whole person was in a state of exhaustion and became passive to everything. I don't remember being a high school student at all, and every day is gloomy rain gear, which makes time pass by in a hurry.
Suddenly, I feel that the world is so gloomy. I can't seem to find the direction I should take, but I am bound to face the future with my hands. I don't know what to do and I don't know what to do.
Just like every Sunday, I turn on the computer and browse the pictures on the internet. I admire the talented authors of those pictures. However, a piece of golden yellow pierced my eyes, or a piece of sunflower, they stubbornly bloom towards the sun, as if the whole world had become so insignificant. No matter what the world will become, they will still smile at the sun.
When did it start to change or become like this? I asked myself, but I couldn't find a satisfactory answer.
Walking on the way home, look at the people walking, look at the green trees on the roadside, and look at the laughing children. The sky is blue. In fact, the world is still beautiful, and I think of sunflowers that bloom so brilliantly. I should resist, not mom? The road is still long, even if it is difficult, I will face it. Just like a sunflower, I stubbornly raise my head, no matter how tired I will be, I will try my best to support myself, no matter the wind and rain, I will not give in.
My life has just begun, and I will learn to be strong as much as possible. One day I will face this huge world alone, and I can only choose to face it bravely.
Just like sunflowers, try to smile in the direction of the sun.
3. 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. Sunflower, it is bright, it is brilliant, it is beautiful, it is warm, it is full, it is stubborn, it is tenacious. Its beauty can be found in these.
Some people think that sunflowers are very common, very common. But often its beauty is hidden in its ordinary and ordinary. Flowers blooming in the sun are as bright as the sun, and their colors are full of sunshine. So it doesn't matter whether it's cloudy or rainy. If you don't look up, you will know that you are shining. I have seen sunflowers since I was a child. Sunflower leaves are green. Look at their eyes, like seeds. They really look like black pearls. Bees fly freely in the sky, as if greeting sunflowers. They are so enthusiastic! Some melon seeds come out in full length, 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 the disk of sunflower always faces the sun, and sunflower revolves around the sun like the younger brother of the sun every day, so it gets the reputation of "sunflower". And it also has a separate name "Sunflower". Sunflowers are like mothers, and the sun is like children. A mother is always defined as child-centered. Once the mother loses that center, she loses the purpose and direction of rotation. Therefore, we should strive to do a good job in that center, so as not to disappoint our mother and let her lose her way. I found a well-founded answer to the question why sunflowers turn to the sun. 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.
There is an 800-word imitation composition with a picture in mind. "Sunflowers didn't come in the morning. When I came to the garden, I saw many sunflowers as soon as I entered the door.
Sunflowers have blossomed a lot, and they are crowded around like golden disks. Disks appear from these sunflowers, some of which have only two or three leaves; Some petals are full, revealing tender yellow petals; Have a plenty of flowers and plants, skinny, looking at will burst.
There are so many sunflowers, one after another. Look at this, and then look at that. If the sunflower on the ground in front of us is regarded as a painting, the artist's skill is really amazing.
I suddenly feel like a sunflower, dressed in golden clothes, standing in the sun. The breeze blew, I danced, and my golden clothes fluttered with the wind.
Not only I, but also sunflowers are dancing all over the floor. After the wind passed, I stopped dancing and stood there quietly.
Butterflies fly by, telling me the joy of flying in the morning; The bug crawled under my feet and told me the good dream I had last night. After a while, I remembered that I was not a sunflower, I was looking at a sunflower.
5. Write a sunflower composition of 300 words, divided into 4 paragraphs. In my dream, I saw a black butterfly, so in reality, my parents died.
In the bar, I saw a black butterfly, so a bartender died. I saw a black butterfly in the street, so I died.
-"Black Butterfly" After reading this story, my heart is very heavy, but I don't know why. When I closed the book and looked out of the window, I felt much better again.
Outside the window is a field, a golden sunflower field. The afternoon sun shines brightly on those sunflowers.
Occasionally a few butterflies fly by, but my eyes always stay on the butterfly that stops on the sunflower. That's a black butterfly, purplish. In gold, it stands out.
The book says that the black butterfly is the prelude to death. The book says,' I saw a black butterfly in the street, so.
I'm already dead. This sentence has been entangled in my mind, lingering ... I lost my temper.
I actually believe what the book says like * * *. After a while, the butterfly flew away.
Fly hard and lightly. It soon disappeared from my sight.
I got up and left, and the sunflower field behind me was still dazzling. Walking on the street, the summer afternoon sunshine leans on the road through the cracks in those buildings, making the dead gray road look a little golden.
Compared with these, I am more interested in the hidden areas behind these buildings. Golden light scattered in the green fields, I suddenly found that these sunshine are actually more suitable for those sunflower fields than the green fields. I really fell in love with the golden sunflower.
Remembering that I haven't bought all the things, I quickened my pace and didn't care to enjoy the missed scenery. I bought all the things and walked out of the store with this big bag of things, but I was confronted with a faint scent of sunflower.
In this hot summer afternoon, people feel a little refreshed. Xia Feng blew away the faint sunflower fragrance.
I also took a step and walked home. A black butterfly stayed on my bag, with a faint purple color, just like the one I saw in the sunflower field, as if it were the same one.
I was a little absent-minded when I saw it. I stopped for a long time ... Fahu bowed and rode, but the butterfly flapped its wings and flew away.
I was a little reluctant and started chasing. I followed the butterfly for a long time, but it suddenly disappeared somewhere like air.
My heart is full of loss. There is a glass window opposite where I stand.
I saw the figure of a woman reflected in the window. The woman's eyes were full of disappointment ... Then, I heard a sudden brake sound, and I felt myself flying together, subconsciously looking at the glass window. This woman is like a broken glass bead, thrown into the sky and finally hit the ground.
I feel something rushing out of my body. In my ears, nose and mouth, there seems to be some warm liquid slowly flowing out.
With a faint taste. Consciousness is getting blurred. Before the darkness came, I saw the black butterfly again, with a faint purple color.
Flatter your wings over my eyes. I smiled.
I smiled knowingly. I returned to the earth, but disappeared at the last moment of this world. I heard the sound of my heart breaking.
6. 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.
7. Write a composition "Plant a Sunflower". The 600-word composition imitates "Plant a Sunflower" to write a sunflower and plant a warmth and brilliance in Bai Yueguang.
Plant a sunflower, plant a vision and enthusiasm, plant a brilliant and bright, in the increasingly desolate and barren heart. I loved sunflowers more when I was a child than now.
I don't envy her smiling face, but I covet her full granules. The girl next door is clean and delicate.
The washed white coat with blue background and white flowers always seems to contain bulging sunflower seeds. Lips are blooming with cherry blossoms, and teeth are flying like jade. When her lips and teeth are flying rapidly, the layers of skin and flesh are clearly defined, and the saliva that will disappoint me is like a bird flapping its wings in a dark room and rushing back and forth.
Beautiful girls have been bossing around since childhood, and they all like bossing around and telling men what to do. I followed her * * *, pulling pig grass and cutting alfalfa for her. At her instigation, I beat other boys black and blue in order to get a handful of sunflower seeds from her hand.
But many times, after I paid the labor and the price, she often broke her word. So I will swallow saliva, kick the basket to her feet, and feel unwilling to leave.
In this case, girls always say, bad coward, I won't give it to you next time! ..... My family still has snakeskin bags and sunflower seeds as big as cow's eyes. You call me aunt, and I won't give you food. I'm too greedy! After hearing what she said, I seemed to smell the faint sweetness and delicacy of white and soft sunflower seeds when they were chewed in my mouth and piled under my tongue. After I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, I felt a little timid.
I pretended to be calm and said categorically, when dad comes back, bring me red apples and fist-sized apricots. You can't even think about eating them, you monkey woman! ..... When the wind and wheat waves in the field made me want to cry, the darker and thinner my father came back, with a sickle on his waist and a wallet on his shoulder. My father went to Shaanxi to be a Mike, and when he came back, he was black and gaunt, with a roll of sweaty banknotes and finely chopped wheat awns, apples and apricots that I missed very much, and three pounds of sunflower seeds reflecting the sun of Sanqin.
My sister and I are like two small animals, and you fight for it. Father leaned against the quilt, smoking a cigarette, and watched us eat out of breath. The unfolded wrinkles were full of love and comfort.
The apples my father brought back were so delicious that we ate them one after another. Mother called us beggars who couldn't eat for a night, and even more afraid that we would eat badly, she put the remaining apples in a wooden box.
If we are obedient, if we can pick up a basket of ears of wheat in the hot wheat field, mother will open the box and take out an apple as a reward. As soon as the box is opened, I will flap my nostrils and greedily smell the rippling fragrance in the cave.
It is so rich that people want to turn into a wisp of smoke and melt in it. As an adult, I think that smell is as mysterious as Brahma Buddhist songs, which makes people want to tell what they have forgotten.
Until now, I don't wear perfume or air freshener in the car, just put an apple in the storage box. Father said that there are large sunflowers growing in other places, which grow sturdily, endlessly and beautifully.
Just like countless little suns, they stand on the vast Yuan Ye, waiting for farmers' review and praise. Father asked us, why is it called sunflower? My sister and I are still immersed in the sweetness of peeling and chewing sunflower seeds. Of course, we have no time to answer my father's vague questions.
It seems that my father didn't expect us to answer, so he asked his own questions and began to talk to himself. Father said that sunflower is not a tree, but its roots are deep and its branches are as high as poplars.
The most incredible thing is that the green brain spoon and golden round face, facing east in the morning and west at night, have been smiling and following the direction of the sun. Yellow is like yellow flowers in vegetable fields, but it is brighter than day lily, more like the dazzling orange golden bowl in Famen Temple. At first glance, it will always shine in my heart.
8. The composition "Sunflowers in My Hometown" is a famous specialty of Tangwangchuan in my hometown, with 600 words imitating sunflowers in full bloom in summer sunshine.
Sowing sunflowers is very particular. Seeds should be soaked in water all night, and the excellent seeds are those that sink to the end. The next day, dig a small pit in the soil with your fingers, put only one seed in each pit, and then bury it in the soil. After four or five days, small buds with shells will emerge from the soil and look like bean sprouts. After a few days, cotyledons grow, glabrous and shiny.
In about two weeks, this leaf will grow out. Its shape is different from that of cotyledons, and the leaves are covered with fine hairs. Then, gradually upward, slowly grow. The plant height of sunflower can reach two or three meters, and the stem is slender and covered with a thin layer of hair. "There is no catkin born by the wind, but the sunflower is inclined to the sun." The summer sun is shining, the sunflower is in full bloom, and the disk is golden. Looking from a distance, the sun is shining, the green leaves are lined with yellow flowers, full of vitality, pleasing to the eye and unique. In two or three weeks, the sunflower heads are facing down, and the flower heart bears a lot of sunflower seeds, which are full and neat, and people can't put it down. There are two or three thousand sunflower seeds on each plate!
Sunflowers are all treasures, especially sunflower seeds. First of all, it can be used to extract oil. Soak peeled sunflower seeds in water and change the water once every three days. After a week, the hair on the sunflower seeds faded, and the oil can be squeezed. Sunflower oil is nutritious, fragrant and refreshing, which greatly increases people's appetite; Another is dry frying, in which raw sunflower seeds are put into a wok, and seasoning is added to stir fry back and forth. The fried sunflower seeds must be delicious and make people drool. I like sunflower seeds very much. Once, I picked a plate of sunflower seeds and ate them all three times, five times and twice. That's not enough!
Finally, only sunflower stalks are left. This kind of stalk is worthless in the city, but in the countryside, it has become the treasure of farmers. People dried it and broke it. In summer, people put sunflower stalks into the stove as firewood and make a fire to cook; In the cold winter, people put sunflower stalks into the heatable adobe sleeping platform, so that sitting on the heatable adobe sleeping platform is not only warm in body, but also warm in heart.
This is a specialty of my hometown-sunflower, a messenger of light and a symbol of justice. Ah! I love sunflowers, and I love my hometown Tangwangchuan even more.
The sunflower composition of 9.40000 words is excellent. The sun is the child of sunflower. Everyone has a sunflower in his heart, and life will be full of hope and happiness. Sunflowers are the flowers of the golden sun. Every day, it always faces the sun. When the sun scatters fine gold powder on sunflower's face, does it look happy or sad? I don't know, all I know is that she always faces life with a smile.
When you walk into it, you will know how energetic, energetic and moving it is. It has magic and attracts you!
Sunflowers are covered with a deep yellow coat, much like Grandpa Sun. When Grandpa Sun rose from the east, they smiled and pushed each other and said happily, Grandpa Sun is coming!
It is tenacious, lively and silent, facing the sun every time and standing tall; Every time is open, not afraid of the wind and rain. Although it does not have the fragrance of roses and the elegance of chrysanthemums, it has the will, the journey of growth, the bumpy road, the pain of making it strong and the hardship of setting its goals.
Sunflower, you will always be a strong and tenacious tree in my heart.
10. Write a composition about sunflowers 1 Everyone has a sunflower in his heart. The sun is the child of sunflower. Everyone has a sunflower in his heart. Life will be full of hope, enjoy happiness and never lose your way. -Inscription Sunflower is the flower of the golden sun. Every day, it always faces the sun. When the sun scatters fine gold powder on sunflower's face, is its expression sad or happy? I can't see clearly. I only know that there is a sunflower in everyone's heart ... the students who failed the exam are just sunflower seeds that have just sprouted. In the darkness, they recognized the direction of the sun and broke through the bondage of the soil again and again. As long as they rush out, they have golden hope. Faced with hope, they can see the future, the distant future. Every pair of parents are sunflowers. Legend has it that they held up the sun. Every day, they always take great pains. The sun is the child of sunflower. Everyone with a childlike innocence is a sunflower. When it rains, I can't see the face of the sun, but the sunflower keeps on. The street is wet and muddy, and most people are sad. Only the childish face under the umbrella is full of smiles, holding hands and singing happy songs. No matter how heavy the rain is, sunflowers can always find the direction of the sun and the direction of happiness. Everyone with faith is a sunflower. On the endless grassland, when the heavy rain came, I clenched my fist in the thunder and lightning and bravely accepted the test. Sunflower has a kind of flower called sunflower, an ordinary flower that can no longer be ordinary. Before writing this article, I suddenly remembered its life like a sunflower. It is bright and full, facing the sun, full of hope and beauty. When I was a child, my grandfather said, "Have you seen sunflowers?" This is a golden cradle with brilliant light. "When I was a little older, my father said," Have you seen sunflowers? It is a golden heart and a bright pearl. "When I was in primary school, my mother said," Have you seen sunflowers? It was golden sunshine, a shining star. "When I was in junior high school, I said," Have you seen sunflowers? This is a golden dream, a burning sun. "Have you ever seen the cutest smile? I've seen it. This is a sunflower, it is "silly" smile. This is the brightest and cutest smile I have ever seen. Of course, among the smiles of roses and peonies, its smile is naturally inconspicuous, but its "unique" golden eyes are eye-catching, and its dazzling colors are as full of * * * breath and vitality as its life. Sunflowers that thrive. There is a long line to pick my favorite flowers. At that time, I was the only one picking silly sunflowers and looking up at the sky. Now, only I have chosen it among the flowers-a beautiful and hopeful sunflower. If I were a painter, I would use my colorful gouache to outline the beautiful moment when it blooms in the sun. If I were a photographer, I would freeze it at the brightest moment with my exquisite technology; If I were a musician, I would write its most melodious songs with my colorful notes. If I were a writer, I would write a wonderful poem for it with my most beautiful sentences.
But I'm nothing. I'm just an ordinary person in a busy city. I'm just a young boy. Only with the most sincere heart to feel, to feel the sunflower bit by bit. Whether it's laughter, tears, happiness or sadness, I'm friends with Solanum nigrum and savor the bitterness of tea life.
It's an early winter night, and snowflakes are flying wildly. I walked slowly on my way home with uneasy heart, and the dim street lamp cast a lonely shadow on me. Maybe! The world is getting bigger and I'm getting smaller. The teacher's indifference and classmates' satire, like ice blades, plunged into my injured heart again and again. Suddenly I felt that the five-flavor bottle had been knocked over, which was very uncomfortable. My nose is sour, my brow is wrinkled, and tears as big as beans are rolling in! I cried and leaned against the corner with my schoolbag, sobbing softly. When I looked up, I found it was raining. "It's too cold.
"I can't help shivering. Thunder and lightning, stormy weather, I felt the loneliness I had never felt before, and my tears fell disappointingly. When I opened my eyes and felt better, I saw a pot of sunflowers on the window sill on the fifth floor of my building. ""Sunflower "and" Hu *, stand up if you talk again! " "Chen * *, you give me sit down! "If you don't see him, just listen to his voice, you will know that it must be monitor Sun who is in charge of this class again.
His surname is Sun, and he is a serious and responsible monitor of our class. Zhang Yuanyuan's face is like a full sunflower. The round sunflower is inlaid with a pair of "black gems" as bright as a blue pool.
He is very fat, so I gave him a nickname-"Fat Monitor". He and I are both partners and enemies, so there are always contradictions and we often fight.
But because I am a woman, he always goes easy on me in every fight, and I admire him. No, we quarreled again on Wednesday.
The reason is that he spoke ill of me when he saw the ambulance. At that time, I felt a flame running around in my chest. At first, it was mutual abuse. Later, the quarrel became more and more fierce. In the end, both sides lost. Teacher Liu talked to us, and he immediately said his shortcomings, and then casually apologized to me.
His greatest feature is not his fist, but his glib tongue. His mouth, even Ji Xiaolan with iron teeth and copper teeth, had to give him three points. So his mouth is fierce! When it comes to being responsible for his work, he is still a bit.
I remember one time, Mr. Liu went to a meeting and handed the class to me and Sun Zhuang. Seeing the classroom in a mess, we shouted "Shut up" and "Shut up"! Sure enough, after two clicks, the classroom suddenly fell silent. Then, he said, "Now the students start reading the text, and the speaker stands up!" " In the blink of an eye, the books in the classroom are very loud. As long as he studies by himself every morning, the red flag of discipline will be 100%.
Also, when he delivers breakfast, he personally carries a basket to every classmate, even if he doesn't eat it himself! Towards the sun.