Peach blossoms are in full bloom and the composition is excellent.

In study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my excellent composition "Peach Blossoms", I hope it will help everyone.

Peach blossoms bloom in March, which is the season when peach blossoms bloom. So, we went to see peach blossoms.

A large peach blossom appeared before our eyes. Although you can't see the "first blooming flower", it's not as good as the "residual red three thousand trees". It is the peak of flowers, and when it blooms in the hazy drizzle, it is poetic. Jumping fiery red and pearls in the air are integrated, lively and holy.

Next to this beautiful scenery, there is a bigger crowd, bustling, which should be a poem by Li Bai: peach blossoms bloom in early spring, and no one thinks it is beautiful.

I looked at it with wide eyes, and saw the peach blossom in the drizzle as bright as Xia Hong. Legend has it that both Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei loved peach blossoms and planted thousands of them in the forbidden garden. Whenever the peach blossoms are in full bloom, they meet in the Peach Blossom Garden. Tang Xuanzong would pick the peach blossom and put it on Yang Guifei's head, saying, "This flower can help you to be charming." Peach blossom is so beautiful that the ancients sometimes used it to wash their faces, thinking that it would make their appearance more beautiful.

I am surprised that peach blossom is so delicate and charming, but it is not among the top ten famous flowers-orchid, plum blossom, peony, lotus, chrysanthemum, rose, osmanthus, azalea, daffodil and camellia, nor among the four gentlemen-chrysanthemum, orchid, bamboo and pine. Is this a mistake? Or negligence? I can't help knowing. I only know that in China, peach blossoms can never be separated from the word "love". Perhaps this warm flower language is not in line with a gentleman's heart.

But the peach blossom in front of me, though warm and lively, is somewhat reserved. In the breeze, only the petals are swaying, but the branches are still. I can't believe twig is so brave and strong! Only then did I realize that this little branch contains infinite power. This strength enabled her to survive the cold winter and usher in the spring. In the first spring, she bloomed enthusiastically and reserved.

People like to talk about Meihua's elegant pride and her courage when she is alone in the ice and snow. The "pride" of plum blossom is really proud to the bone, and the reserve of peach blossom is also reserved to the bone. Perhaps it is precisely because of this reserve that Peach Blossom did not rank among the top ten famous flowers and four gentlemen. But she is rooted in the memory of the Chinese nation with her reserve and beauty. In fact, she has become a famous flower.

On the way home, I silently thought: if a person wants to succeed, he can put a branch alone in the ice and snow, or he can decorate the earth silently in early spring. Success requires not necessarily Excellence, but perhaps only silence and reserve in the crowd.

I like elegant peony flowers, plum blossoms that welcome the cold and smell fragrant, fresh and elegant orchids, and lotus flowers that "emerge from the mud but don't get stained", but I like charming peach blossoms best because of its charming figure and touching legend.

Peach blossoms have various colors and colors: look! Red as fire, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay and white as jade. Beautiful, beautiful! From a distance, it's like a lovely little girl competing with each other. It's really beautiful! A closer look shows that the fluffy petals of peach blossom have been competing to open, and the flower heart is orange, like a biscuit. The delicate stamens are covered with golden buds like small hammers. Delicate five-petal peach blossoms, oval leaves and needles, like butterflies and brocade, stretch in the fields and linger in the valleys. Clusters of peach blossoms are crowded together, just like brothers and sisters hugging each other, which is very warm! A slight breeze blows gently, and the unique fragrance of peach blossoms comes to the nose: there are elegant fragrance and rich fragrance. Several fragrances are mixed together, refreshing and comfortable! Seeing this, I can't help but imagine myself as a peach blossom fairy, enjoying the embrace of mother earth with peach blossom, blooming together and dancing happily together. ...

There is also a romantic and touching legend about peach blossom: It is said that a long time ago, Cui Hu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, came to the suburbs for an outing and happened to meet a girl. At this time, the girl's cheek was set off by the blossoming peach blossoms in the courtyard, and Cuihu could not help but feel heartache. He asked the girl for a bowl of water and left reluctantly. The next year, Cuihu came to the suburbs for an outing again, only to see the peach blossom disappear from the beautiful scenery. It turns out that the girl died because she missed him and was depressed. Cuihu was very sad after seeing it. A god was moved, saved the girl's life and completed a beautiful marriage. Because of this story, Cui Hu wrote the poem "South Village in Beijing" at all times and in all countries.

Peach blossom is not only a symbol of love, it first brings a kind of exquisite beauty to the world with the most gorgeous moment in life; Then use your ordinary body to nourish plants and bring a simple beauty to the world; Finally, nourish the earth with the last moment of life and add a simple beauty to the world. Ah! Peach blossoms are really beautiful!

Peach Blossom Blooms Excellent Composition 3 It's another March and another peach blossom. However, God lost his temper today. The gloomy sky suppressed the surrounding air, and a cold wind violently tore at the peach blossoms, causing a lot of sadness.

I vaguely remember March many years ago. Like pink willow green, God was in a good mood. Occasionally, a breeze coaxed the peach blossom down, and it floated several times before landing safely, like laying a gorgeous soft carpet. When was that? Where is that?

When did the warm spring breeze caress my cheek, draw the lines of peach blossoms and draw the cliff? When will the green leaves bring dew and nourish the softness of peach blossoms through the years? That must have been eight years ago. On the peach tree in the backyard of my hometown, the newly formed small petals are waiting to grow up in the bright sunshine in March.

Another cold wind, a few peach blossoms with a cold shiver unfortunately fell into the roadside puddle, dimming the brilliant youth a second ago.

I vaguely remember that many years ago in March, the sun often whispered to the grass, and the peach blossoms danced gracefully on the soft green, grinding all the secrets into time and evaporating little by little in the sun. When is this? Where is this?

When will the warm spring breeze be full of peach blossoms? When did the peach blossom in the dazzling sunshine reflect the sublimation of love? That must have been eight years ago. On the peach tree in the backyard of my hometown, the growing petals began to look forward to the tempering of the storm in the mild sunshine in March.

The petals on the ground were swept away like garbage, leaving no flowers in the wind, and endless dust trampled on them mercilessly.

I clearly remember that many years ago in March, the wind began to be infatuated with poetry, and a faint fragrance was captured by it and turned into wine, which dispelled the melancholy in the air and continued the unfinished dream of the moon last night. When is this? Where is this?

In the cheerful spring, when will a peach blossom be lined with several different smiling faces? When did you sneak up on the peach tree just to smell the fragrance? Eight years ago, on the peach tree in my hometown, every mature petal exuded an attractive fragrance.

Eight years ago, the peach blossoms on the peach tree were held up by the sun, which was tied to a child's lifelong concern; Eight years later, the Momo flower on the peach tree was torn by the strong wind, which broke a child's beautiful memory.

Peach blossoms are blossoming, and the real fragrance has been distributed in my hometown eight years ago. Every flower is concerned.

Peach Blossoms Bloom Excellent Composition 4 Peach Blossoms Bloom Quietly. At first, it was bit by bit, just like the blushing cheeks of implicit oriental girls; Then, a red, quiet town suddenly lost in this pink fairy tale.

Peach blossom is a very gentle flower. Just like her color, it is not warm rose red, nor elegant peony red, but a clear and elegant pink, like light ink dyed on rice paper, which is deeply rooted in people's hearts bit by bit, without affectation and publicity.

Peach blossom is the simplest flower. In the spring in the south, she can be seen everywhere. In the fields, on the earth embankment, or in the hills, she silently released her beauty in these most ordinary places, asking for nothing in return. For those flowers who are pampered in the greenhouse all day, peach blossoms really have a beautiful temperament, which makes them "fade away from the powder and paint of the sixth house."

I'm probably not the only one who likes and appreciates peach blossoms! "Peach flies away and burns its glory" is probably the earliest testimony. What a wonderful pun it is. Girls with peach blossoms and peach blossom patterns should be appreciated. As the poet Cui Hu wrote: "Last year today, in this gate, peach blossoms set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. A girl with a peach face can always leave unforgettable melancholy. The Peach Blossom Garden written by the famous pastoral poet Tao Yuanming is the sweet yearning of countless people. It seems that Tao Gong doesn't only love chrysanthemums. Otherwise, why is the paradise in his heart full of peach blossoms, called "Peach Blossom Garden"? In my impression, peach blossom is the kind of flower with oriental flavor. Just like a dignified and beautiful little jasper, just like Bai Juyi's sentence, it's April in the world, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple. " As it said, the graceful figure of Peach Blossom grew up in a small town in the south. It is an ordinary and happy thing to enjoy peach blossoms every spring. March and April are the most splendid days of peach blossom every year. The flowering period of peach blossoms is very short. From the moment they bloom, they know how to bloom hard and cherish this regretless youth. There is a saying: "you cherish, flowers bloom hard, don't hesitate." The same is true of peach blossoms, which bloom every year and die every year. Even if they are lonely and have no master, they will selflessly decorate spring with flowers.

Peach blossom, once again, when they silently said goodbye, a small peach blossom seed quietly sprouted in my heart.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom. Spring is so quiet and gentle. It's best to play in this colorful season. Today, we collectively sing songs and step into the picture of spring.

Standing on the high steps, listening to the notes of high mountains and flowing water, as well as the knocking of gurgling streams, is really exciting and refreshing!

Looking around, a piece of pink is faint, just like a pink silk handkerchief left by a fairy when she came down to earth, rendering it as if there was a trace of red in the air. Look closely, one after another, flowers are in bud, but some of them can't stand loneliness and rush to open. When I closed my eyes, the trees seemed to be covered with peaches. Like shy little girls, they covered their faces with green handkerchiefs and secretly laughed, tempting me to watch.

After a while, I came to "Zhaojun Pool". Sitting in the pool is the statue of Zhaojun in Mei Wen. The water in the pool was so calm and peaceful, I accidentally kicked a small stone down, only to see the waves rippling around, swaying like a kind smile of a loving grandmother.

Flowers on the riverbed are scattered in the grass. Shh, don't make any noise. It was teacher Chun's brush that lit it. Look at that little wild flower, dotted with faint purple in the grass. Small figure, faint color and charming posture are enough to make people move! Look at the bunch of yellow flowers around, whispering? Next to a few red flowers, crowded together, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, isn't it more beautiful? The blue flowers there, as if ashamed, quickly raise the green leaves to cover their faces! And the grass, just emerged from the ground, stretched itself, like a little girl who just woke up, rubbing her sleepy furry eyes, how lovely!

Tired, lying on the "green handkerchief", covered with a warm "quilt", looking up at the sky, the clouds are winking at you, and the sun is smiling at you. When I close my eyes, time stops at this moment, and I am integrated into nature and can't extricate myself. At this moment, I felt something furry kissing my cheek, opening my eyes and being shocked by the "peach blossom rain"! "Peach blossoms fall in lazy circles and gently fall on my face, as if afraid to wake me up. Fluffy petals are touching you like a child's tender little hand, which is very comfortable!

I can't bear to look back here. It is a natural picture, a natural note, a natural silent movement, which has already been composed, just waiting for us to listen.

Goodbye, beautiful and charming paradise! I will come to see you next year! You will be more beautiful, brighter and thicker in the coming year!

April 2, I was very happy and unforgettable. Why? Because on this day, in the Far East, I saw the bright peach blossoms, smelled the flowers and enjoyed the beautiful rural scenery!

Along the way, we saw green trees and red flowers, many brand-new and beautiful farmhouses, and from time to time, green Liu Xia leisurely anglers embedded in our eyes.

As soon as I arrived in the Far East, I looked around. Wow! There are many people who come to enjoy the flowers. Groups of people, some holding the elderly and elders, some carrying children, some walking leisurely hand in hand side by side ... bustling and very lively. Looking further, the peach blossoms here are a pink sea of flowers from a distance, and the paths are dotted with white apricot flowers. Powder is like clouds, snow is white and picturesque. No wonder tourists are weaving, no wonder they are scrambling to take pictures, and they are all crazy about taking pictures!

Walking and admiring, I arrived at the small reservoir unconsciously. The peach blossoms here are still in bud! Some delicate petals are closed, just like a beautiful and shy girl, shy and want to go out. This way really has a different taste. I think, in four or five days, they will bloom, with beautiful branches and bright flowers, just like beautiful clouds in the sky falling on the treetops. What an amazing sight it will be! Looking up again, the azaleas in full bloom on the mountain are more than ten meters long, big and big, like pieces of bright red brocade falling in the pink sea. I can't wait to get it at once. Birds are singing in the branches, accompanied by the mountain springs in Ding Dong. Listening to the crisp sound and wonderful rhythm, I can't help humming: "Spring comes from the East, it's beautiful, flowers are smiling at me, I want to sing, I want to take pictures and praise how good it is here ..." People around me are also immersed in this picturesque beauty, "How beautiful!" "Wow, it still smells good!" "This way, quick, this way!" Ear is a variety of praise, "click" sound is also continuous.

Finally climbed a hillside, and the fresh air was mixed with faint flowers. I take a deep breath and then exhale. Wow, it's really cool! Standing at the top of the slope and looking around: not far away, there are pink flowers, red azaleas and snow-white apricot flowers dotted among them; In the distance is a country villa with white walls, black tiles or red tiles, hidden in clusters of green shade.

The Far East is picturesque. I want to write an article to praise it.