Walking under the tree, because it is always full of vitality, and like a little giant watching passers-by, camphor tree is like a sentry standing on the grassland, the bark of camphor tree is like an old man's wrinkled face, and the leaves are green to dark green, then you can count as a real hand. The leaves of Cinnamomum camphora are half green and half yellow, and the leaves have grown up. This is my favorite tree. The leaves are particularly green, sliding up and down and uneven, which always brings a little coolness and comfort to people, and then they turn light green and don't move at all! It is also like a person spreading his arms, the sun shines on the leaves, and sometimes he talks to the birds on his body, giving off bright light in our eyes.
I love the camphor tree in the community. It seems that every green leaf has a new life trembling. I love the camphor tree in the community. Camphor trees are like a green pagoda, because they are full of vitality. The leaves are growing up.
From a distance, the leaves of Cinnamomum camphora are lush, greeting the little squirrel on the ground.
There are 400 words to describe the four seasons of camphor trees on campus: spring, summer, autumn and winter. There are tall and majestic camphor trees on the wide playground. It is said that these camphor trees have been growing for more than 300 years.
In spring, a hundred flowers blossom, birds contend, grass sprouts, and even camphor trees grow new leaves, like taking off their old cotton-padded jackets and putting on a light green dress. When the wind blows, it seems to say to people, "I have new clothes!" "
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In autumn, the leaves of camphor tree wither, but it has a special function. As long as the leaves are crushed, the cool fragrance comes to the nose and makes people feel refreshed.
In winter, although the flowers in the flower bed have withered, the camphor tree is still so tall and indomitable, but its indomitable character touched me and made me admire the camphor tree in that school even more.
Throughout the year, camphor trees are like a group of sentries, guarding our campus day and night. I love the camphor tree in our school!
3. How to write the composition of Zhangshu at Zhangcheng Primary School in Yongtai, Fuzhou? There are many camphor trees on both sides of the experimental primary school, which are as high as three or four-story buildings and as thick as buckets.
In spring, camphor trees are full of rain and spit out green leaves. After a winter, all the old leaves have fallen. In mid-April, Cinnamomum camphora blooms. Although it is not as bright as a rose or as fragrant as osmanthus, you will smell a faint fragrance when standing under it.
In summer, the sun is like fire, camphor trees are flourishing and trees are shaded, which is the world where children play. The flowers of Cinnamomum camphora have fallen and produced small green fruits.
In autumn, the autumn wind blows, the leaves of willows are yellow, and the camphor trees are still so green and beautiful. In winter, the north wind whistling, snowflakes falling in succession, willows shivering with cold, camphor trees still so tall and straight.
The fruit has matured and become a paradise for small birds. They are eating black fruit with relish. Ah! Camphor, you are a beautiful landscape in front of our school.
4. As soon as I entered the second primary school, I heard the "history" of the big camphor tree on the school playground: it was already a grandfather in his 100 s.
I think there should be more than 100 rings in the "body" of this big camphor tree, which are densely circled together. The branches of camphor tree grow irregularly.
There are always some branches around each trunk, one east and one west, crossing each other. Although it's messy, there are many Ye Er growing on every branch.
That Ye Er is not green, nor is it as tender as the newly made Ye Er. Under the sunshine, the Ye Er of this big camphor tree is covered with pieces of gold. Golden goose feathers blend with green grass. From a distance, this big camphor tree is like a fairy's paradise, emitting a little gentle golden light. The branches of Cinnamomum camphora are so messy, perhaps because they want to find a better "residence" for Ye Er and let the sun shine on them better. Zhangshu pinned all her hopes on Ye Er, and Ye Er was a gift to decorate the camphor tree and make it more beautiful.
Maybe it's because of the old age that the big camphor tree is getting thinner and thinner. I remember when I first entered the second primary school, the big camphor tree was particularly lush. I stood by and looked at the big camphor tree, but I couldn't see what was behind it at all. But what about now? When I stood at one end and looked at the big camphor tree again, I could see things behind it in dribs and drabs.
Seeing this, I can't help sighing in my heart: "Old! Old! The evergreen camphor tree is getting old. Why doesn't that man age faster? " However, the big camphor tree still stands in a corner of our campus like a soldier who swore to defend the country. Wind, rain, or snowstorm are the strong pressure of heavy snow, and the big camphor tree has passed. It is like a soldier who is conservative in the wind and frost, spending time under difficulties, struggling in front of difficulties, and the big camphor tree is thoughtful. Can't we do it? Big Zhangshu City is an example for all of us. We should learn from it, and learn from its spirit of never giving up and never back down.
5. How to write a beautiful camphor tree in a 300-word camphor tree composition?
In my community, there are several tall and green camphor trees, one of which is the tallest. It is my favorite tree, because it is always full of vitality and always brings a little coolness and comfort.
The leaves of camphor tree are half green and half yellow. Slowly, when the leaves grow up, they turn light green. The leaves are so green that they shine in our eyes. It seems that every green leaf has a new life trembling.
The leaves grow up and turn dark green. The leaves of camphor tree are very lush. The leaves are especially green when the sun shines on them. The children are very happy to play the game of "cat catching mouse" under the camphor tree.
From a distance, camphor tree stands motionless on the grassland like a sentry, and looks at the people coming and going like a little giant, sometimes talking to the birds on his body, and sometimes greeting the little squirrel on the ground. Walking under the tree, camphor tree is like a green pagoda, where many birds live! It's also like a person stretching his arms and doing exercise.
The bark of camphor tree is rough and uneven. If you put your hand on the bark and slide it up and down, you can think it is a real hand. The bark of camphor tree is like the wrinkled face of an old man.
I love the camphor trees in the community because they are full of vitality. I love the camphor trees in the community because they can bring us coolness!
6. The discovery of camphor trees on campus 450 words There are many flowers and trees on our campus. My favorite is a row of camphor trees standing in the west of the campus.
The camphor tree is tall and straight, standing in the distance and staring. They are like soldiers on guard, guarding our beautiful campus. Every tree is so lush that it adds vitality to the campus.
In the morning, they welcomed us, and in the evening, they watched us go home. Their crown seems to be an irregular sphere, the trunk is very thick, and the outer bark is gray-green and rough, as if the farmer's uncle cracked the back of his hand after working in the cold winter, which shows that the camphor tree is weather-beaten.
Their branches spread around, not crowded, not contending, how harmonious and humble. The leaves are long and narrow oval, and the colors are dark green, light green and red among green.
It feels as smooth as milk and as soft as silk. The edges are not serrated as in Hollyleaf.
Gently pick up a leaf, smell it, and a strange smell comes to the nose, refreshing. Countless leaves are covered with branches, lush and layered, with almost no gaps.
In the breeze, in the sun, the leaves are bright green, as if every leaf has a new life trembling.
7. Cinnamomum camphora in the fourth grade composition campus
There are two rows of camphor trees on both sides of the east street of the school. From a distance, he looks like a soldier standing upright with his head down. The trunk of camphor tree is gray, rough and straight to the touch. Looking up, camphor tree is like a big umbrella, as high as a two-and-a-half-story teaching building. You can see a little blue sky through the cracks in the leaves, and sometimes the sun shines in. The top of the trunk is divided into two branches, and many branches are born on the branches.
The branches of Cinnamomum camphora are different from those of other trees, and the color is dark green. There are about 10-20 leaves on each branch. The leaves of Cinnamomum camphora are light green, and you can see the veins if you look closely. The front feels smooth and the back is a little rough. Look carefully at the leaves around, there are some camphor tree fruits. These fruits are basically immature, dark green, peeled off, and there is a very hard thing inside. The ripe fruit is dark purple with a little black. Fruit, whether ripe or not, is a small round thing like a glass ball, which looks lovely.
Camphor leaves are not only beautiful, but also very useful! We crush the leaves and smell them. There is a cool smell, which makes people feel refreshed. The teacher said that after people crush leaves, they extract a substance from them, which is an indispensable ingredient in making mothballs. Furniture made of dried camphor trees can prevent insects. In this way, we can guess that there are no bugs on the camphor tree.
I must be a person like camphor tree, study hard from childhood and make contributions to the country when I grow up.
8. The discovery of camphor trees on campus 450 words Many flowers and trees are planted on our campus, and my favorite is a row of camphor trees standing in the west of the campus.
The camphor tree is tall and straight, standing in the distance and staring. They are like soldiers on guard, guarding our beautiful campus. Every tree is so lush that it adds vitality to the campus.
In the morning, they welcomed us, and in the evening, they watched us go home. Their crown seems to be an irregular sphere, the trunk is very thick, and the outer bark is gray-green and rough, as if the farmer's uncle cracked the back of his hand after working in the cold winter, which shows that the camphor tree is weather-beaten.
Their branches spread around, not crowded, not contending, how harmonious and humble. The leaves are long and narrow oval, and the colors are dark green, light green and red among green.
It feels as smooth as milk and as soft as silk. The edges are not serrated as in Hollyleaf.
Gently pick up a leaf, smell it, and a strange smell comes to the nose, refreshing. Countless leaves are covered with branches, lush and layered, with almost no gaps.
In the breeze, in the sun, the leaves are bright green, as if every leaf has a new life trembling.