Wild chrysanthemums are the watchers in autumn. In late autumn, the leaves turn yellow slowly in the autumn wind, rustling falls, and the vegetation on the mountain can't stand the cold frost and gradually wither. Only the wild chrysanthemum blooms proudly in Yuan Ye in autumn, facing the autumn wind and severe frost. "The hay in winter has spread all over the mountains and the leaves on the green slopes are blooming; I'm not afraid of yellow flowers, and I'd like to pass the incense to Yaotai. " It does not compete with flowers for beauty in spring, but just blooms quietly in autumn, standing in the bleak north wind and silently decorating Yuan Ye in autumn.
Walking in Shan Ye, hillsides, cliffs, roadsides and rivers, there are clusters of flowers here and there, and the mountains are covered with golden flowers, just like beautiful yellow flowers embedded in autumn vegetation. Take a closer look at the beige flowers, which are as big as half a copper coin and as small as a grain of rice. It is yellow, petite and tender, fragile, and some branches are lying there, still covered with branches, set off by small green leaves with its small yellow flowers, soft and small body and finely divided petals. It makes people feel distressed.
Although, the chrysanthemum is not as elegant as peony, as gorgeous as azalea and as proud as camellia. But it has strong vitality and long flowering period. In early winter, even the cultivated chrysanthemums have withered, but the wild chrysanthemums are still stubbornly open. "I would rather hold fragrant branches and grow old than dance with yellow leaves."
Shanju silently waits in the autumn wind, and silently decorates autumn in the rustling of thousands of trees. Chrysanthemum is small and insignificant, but without this fresh chrysanthemum, there will be no vitality in autumn! Without this yellow flower, there is nothing to eulogize in the lonely autumn! Chrysanthemum is a sober and wise person. In spring, flowers bloom and fall, colorful and noisy. Summer is hot, everything is crazy, and the leaves are lush, which makes people excited; Only autumn is deep and calm, and mountains and chrysanthemums stand quietly in the autumn wind. Joe doesn't fight for spring, but only reports "autumn" ... Are you quietly cleaning up the prosperity of summer or waiting for the cold winter? Is it summing up the experience of washing away lead flowers, or designing winter clothes in severe winter ... Since ancient times, literati have a special liking for chrysanthemums, and Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" is so leisurely; Li Bai's "Cold-resistance is only the east hedge chrysanthemum, and the golden millet is more bright at first dawn."
How free and easy; Yuan Zhen's "I don't like chrysanthemums in flowers, this flower is even more flowerless" is so affectionate ... Chrysanthemum pillows can refresh my mind. When I was a child, my mother picked chrysanthemums from the mountain and put them under my head. Later, every autumn, when the chrysanthemums in the mountains are in bud, I will go to the mountains behind the village to "pick chrysanthemums", dry them in a dry room, make pillows, and lie in bed at night, dreaming. I grew up with chrysanthemum pillows and chrysanthemum dreams. Later, my daughter grew up. Every year when chrysanthemums are in full bloom, I will take my daughter back to my hometown to pick wild chrysanthemums. By the way, look at the elders and childhood friends in my hometown and recall my childhood ... Chrysanthemum tea has medicinal value, can calm the liver and improve eyesight, and is mainly used to treat exogenous wind-heat, headache and red eyes. When chrysanthemums are in full bloom, people in Shanxiang collect them from the mountains, steam them in a steamer, dry them in a dry place, carefully store them, and make tea next spring and summer.
One summer night, the villagers "took the lotus hoe home" after a hard day's work. The family sat in the yard, made a pot of chrysanthemum tea and tasted it slowly. The wife and children gathered around the hall, laughing and laughing, happy and happy! If you go to the mountainous countryside in summer, you will definitely be able to drink chrysanthemum tea filled with thick chrysanthemum fragrance. Pale yellow tea leaves give off a yellow halo, crystal clear, fragrant and refreshing, which makes people drool ... Chrysanthemum morifolium is also the messenger of autumn. In autumn, farmers finish harvesting corn, peanuts and sweet potatoes, tidy up their fields, and plant them after chrysanthemums bloom. "After September 9 (Lunar New Year), wheat planting should follow chrysanthemums." "Chrysanthemums are blooming all over Shan Ye, and beans and wheat should be grasped." ... I love ordinary chrysanthemums, and I love simple villagers like chrysanthemums ... The stubborn life between cracks often touches me.
It is the uncertain wind that scatters the seeds that have not been picked to the ends of the earth. When they could no longer find the soil, they pinned their last hope on this crack.
Although they can also share the warmth of the sun and get water from the rain, only the soil on which all life depends must be found by themselves. How severe the reality they face.
As a result, an amazing miracle appeared in nature, and tenacious life sprouted among barren rocks. Or just a bunch of nameless weeds, Chun Lv is autumn and yellow, and the years are passing away.
They have no conditions to grow wide leaves, because they can't find enough nutrients to make the grass grow thick. They only have three or two slender leaves, and the subtle veins tell you how difficult it is to survive. What's more, they grow their own roots under clusters of thin leaves, just to suck their mothers' milk less, and then look for gaps that are not easy to be detected. This is life.
If this is an instinct, then it just shows how noble the instinct of life is, and life has the right to think that it is magnificent and its vitality is so unstoppable. Or a group of hill flowers, mostly bitter dandelions.
Their stems and leaves are full of bitter milky juice, and their roots are dug up like wild vegetables in spring. But the dandelion in the crack is far less strong than its peers in the field.
They can't grow into tall trunks because of the strong wind, and they can't grow many leaves because of the barren rocks. Their stems look tough and old, and their leaves lose their luster because of withering. Only their roots, like that flexible and powerful rib, like that soft vine with rigidity, are buried deep in the narrow gap between cracks; They can no longer cook fresh wild vegetables for people, but silently prepare a reliable grip for people to climb mountain roads. This is how life is defined and changed by the environment. Although the law of survival of the fittest is ruthless, all the fittest are the strong ones who have overcome the environment and life.
2. A word about plants. In China tradition, bamboo symbolizes the elasticity, longevity, happiness and spiritual truth of life.
Bamboo, with a lingering charm, is slender, soft and evergreen, symbolizing eternal youth and youth; In spring (spring mountain), bamboo is natural and unrestrained, beautiful and elegant, and graceful; Bamboo is hollow, symbolizing modesty. Self-restraint and modesty. Bamboo is characterized by bending and unyielding, symbolizing the principle of being a man with softness and rigidity. Lingyun is intentional, strong and powerful, and the bamboo joints will be exposed, and the bamboo tips will rise high, which is a metaphor for noble morality and bright festivals. Good character, innate integrity, is regarded as a symbol of integrity. In the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Jiuling chanted bamboo, saying that "a man of integrity is more important than the world, and his mind is empty" (With Lu Yongzhu, assistant minister of Huangmen). Indifference, lofty and integrity are the pursuit of personality of China literati. Yang Zai's "On Zhu Mo" in Yuan Dynasty: "The taste is light and the color is not beautiful. Alone between the cliff and the valley,
3. Articles describing plants holding things to express their feelings, the stubborn life between stones often makes me cry.
It is the uncertain wind that scatters the seeds that have not been picked to the ends of the earth. When they could no longer find the soil, they pinned their last hope on this crack.
Although they can also share the warmth of the sun and get water from the rain, only the soil on which all life depends must be found by themselves. How severe the reality they face.
As a result, an amazing miracle appeared in nature, and tenacious life sprouted among barren rocks. Or just a bunch of nameless weeds, Chun Lv is autumn and yellow, and the years are passing away.
They have no conditions to grow wide leaves, because they can't find enough nutrients to make the grass grow thick. They only have three or two slender leaves, and the subtle veins tell you how difficult it is to survive. What's more, they grow their own roots under clusters of thin leaves, just to suck their mothers' milk less, and then look for gaps that are not easy to be detected. This is life.
If this is an instinct, then it just shows how noble the instinct of life is, and life has the right to think that it is magnificent and its vitality is so unstoppable. Or a group of hill flowers, mostly bitter dandelions.
Their stems and leaves are full of bitter milky juice, and their roots are dug up like wild vegetables in spring. But the dandelion in the crack is far less strong than its peers in the field.
They can't grow into tall trunks because of the strong wind, and they can't grow many leaves because of the barren rocks. Their stems look tough and old, and their leaves lose their luster because of withering. Only their roots, like that flexible and powerful rib, like that soft vine with rigidity, are buried deep in the narrow gap between cracks; They can no longer cook fresh wild vegetables for people, but silently prepare a reliable grip for people to climb mountain roads. Life is defined and changed by the environment in this way. Although the law of survival of the fittest is ruthless, all the fittest are the strong ones who overcome the environment. The phenomenon of life tells you that life is a struggle.
If there are only these little flowers and grasses in the gap, it may only arouse people's pity; The most amazing thing is that there are still towering pines and cypresses in the cracks of the rocks, which are majestic and vigorous. They make the mountains have aura and make all life look pale and inferior in front of them.
Their trunks grew tenaciously from the cracks in the stone, twisted and rotated, and every inch of the tree coat was scarred. Up, up, up.
Every inch of growth has to go through several degrees of cold and heat, several degrees of spring and autumn. However, they finally grew into towering trees, with lush branches and needles that never withered.
They stand on the cliff wall, on the high mountain peak, and only the knotted roots on the cliff silently tell you how hard their growth is. The roots, as thick as a python and as thin as a grass snake, are intertwined, plunge into a gap and drill out from another gap, thus extending along the ruthless bluestone, grasping the rock where it lives like sharp eagle claws.
Sometimes, a pine and cypress tree, whose roots have to climb over half a cliff, seems to tie countless rocks tightly with a thick cable, let them face the storm, and finally occupy a world for themselves in a living space that does not belong to them. If all life disdains to find a foothold in the crevices, then there will be a large area of forever dead in the world, birds will have nowhere to live, all life that depends on flowers and trees will be extinct, and there will be eternal darkness that will never be civilized.
If all life only covets black fertile soil, how can they improve their ability to control the environment and become stronger in the reproduction from generation to generation? The world is so wonderful. Imagine that the weeds in the crevices, once their grass seeds are scattered on fertile land, will be more vital and flourish than the delicate seeds that have not been tested by wind and rain; Imagine dandelions in the cracks. Once their seeds, supported by groups of umbrellas, float to the wet countryside with the wind, they will surely thrive and withstand the heat and cold better than other flowers. As for the tenacious pine and cypress, it is the lofty embodiment of life, the most perfect symbol of perseverance and will, it inspires all life and sets an example.
May all life not wait for Ai Ai because it falls among rocks. May all life dare to seek the most difficult environment.
Life is to find yourself and know yourself in the most difficult situation, so as to temper yourself, grow yourself, and finally complete yourself and sublimate yourself. The tenacious life between the cracks is both biological and philosophical, and it is the unity of biology and philosophy.
It is also aesthetic; As an aesthetic phenomenon, it shows you not only the layers of green that decorate the barren hills, but also the beautiful and magnificent spiritual world. The tenacious life between the cracks has such emotional power, which shocks people's hearts and makes the planet we live on magical and brilliant.
Writing a composition about plants (expressing one's will by supporting things) is the spirit of falling wood.
There is a rare species commonly known as "guide tree" in the village. It protects the village like a god, has been on TV, and is like an extraordinary tree. But I'm not talking about its "fame", but its extraordinary spirit.
In an ordinary corner of the village, there is a very old tree-the guide tree. A strange and beautiful name, ordinary green branches and leaves strange? Is it strange that the branches are five or six tall? Is it strange that the trunk is thinner than banyan? It's weird. In fact, it is characterized by hollow trunk; Anti-seasonal growth-growth in winter and defoliation in summer; Have you ever heard that a tree can grow as old after falling down several times? It is such a tree.
During that time, Bill? Gates has just become the richest man, and the upset things have followed. Major companies are developing new technologies, and the era is also eliminating Windows systems. Sales began to decline, but the greater the blow to Gates, the greater the challenge. He chose the survival strategy of the times: "Eat your little son!" He gave employees the freedom to develop new technologies and abandoned the old Windows system. This is very similar to the unique characteristics of giving up efforts. Spread its nutrition on the branches and leaves to make it grow faster. When it falls, it is actually growing rapidly. That's it, it broke through itself and surpassed others.
Claremont? Si Tong is the chairman of United Insurance Company. When I was a child, my family was poor, so I sold newspapers to subsidize my family. One day, he went to a restaurant to sell newspapers. The boss kicked him out as soon as he went in. He didn't give up. When the boss wasn't looking, he slipped in again. The boss found out and kicked him out. Small stone rubbed his ass and went in again. The guests were moved by the boy's bravery and begged the boss to buy his newspaper. When people reached middle age, Shi founded an insurance company, which was considered silly and gained an amazing sales burden. He said: If you fall, you must get up. Isn't that what happened to our fallen tree? Once blown down by the raging negative, it did not give up the hope of survival, and continued to take root and sprout in situ with tenacious vitality.
As long as you can stand up again, there is hope of success. I don't care how badly you fall. Prove that you can do it with a strange lifestyle.
This is the noble spirit of falling apart!
5. Write some articles about the charm of plant leaves.
There is a tree in front of the window. There is a leaf on the tree. I looked at it and it looked at me.
The leaves are always swaying slightly. I was curious and asked, "Ye, why do you always swing?"
I want to fly. It says.
"Leaves are leaves, and they can never fly like birds."
"Watch it." It just smiled and stopped talking.
Leaves swing from spring to summer, lasting and warm.
I was surprised: "Why? A season of time you have grown up, you should understand ... "
"Maybe," he looked at the sky and sighed softly. "A season has taught me that leaves can never fly like birds, but I still can't stop myself from flying. Sometimes, you know it's impossible, but you can't control yourself, can you? "
"Since we know that it is impossible, how can we not stop it?" I'm confused.
"Maybe, because in my heart, I still want to fly …" It smiled at me with a hint of sadness. ...
It is autumn here.
I looked at the crumbling leaves and said, "Your life is coming to an end. Are you still chasing an impossible dream? "
"yes." Leaf raised his head, eyes shining with irresistible brilliance, "you know? People, now I am very happy. "
"Happy?"
"Well, this time, I understand a lot. I watched many people coming and going from this treetop, busy, but never satisfied. Do you know why? "
"Didn't they get what they wanted?"
"No, because they ignore the process while pursuing the result. You know, the joy of' result' is brought by' process'. It is a pity that there is no result in the process, but the result without the process is even more tragic ... Do you understand? "
I shook my head gently. "What are you trying to say to me?"
It smiled again: "I am savoring the process!" " "
Winter is coming.
I came to the window with heavy steps. Suddenly, a sight froze me-dead leaves, flying!
Time seems to have stopped flowing, and it radiates youthful brilliance with its body. It left the embrace of the tree and danced on the stage in the sky in the warm winter sun. Although it is such a simple action, it dances with charm and charm, lighter and more moving than a bird ... it is more like a gypsy girl. Although her clothes are old and her skirt is torn, she dances with flying will when no one is watching, and her eyes are glowing. It was a calm, warm and detached cheer! The Yuan family that has crossed a circle in the air is the trajectory of life. ...
Suddenly, like an elf joking in the wind, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves were out of balance, like a yellow butterfly with broken wings, tumbling in the air, making a final effort before landing. Finally, the "butterfly" fell to the ground, and the sunset dyed it golden, like a dying fiery red cloud in the sky. ...
Tears trickled down my eyes: "Your dream came true, but you spent your whole life waiting and exhausted all your energy. Don't regret it? "
It didn't answer, still smiling quietly, and gradually closed its eyes. ...
In the evening, I had a dream. In the white heaven, angels are playing hymns, and leaves are flying peacefully, leaving shining marks. ...
A voice said: Dreams exist for pursuit!
6. What do you mean by describing plants? Some people like tall and straight pine trees, some people like fragrant and elegant orchids, some people like bright and proud plum blossoms, but I like ordinary grass.
Whenever spring comes, the green grass will be awakened by the spring breeze. The new grass absorbs the rain and dew in spring and thrives in the spring breeze.
Whenever the earth is scorched by the scorching sun, everything looks listless, and the cicadas on the tree are crying "cicada, cicada", as if to say to people, "hot, hot." At this time, only the grass is growing tenaciously and silently, showing people vibrant green and laying a green carpet on the summer ground.
Every time a cool autumn wind blows, geese fly south, everything matures, and grass turns from green to yellow, but it still looks so lovely, because it represents the arrival of autumn.
The cold wind is bleak, the snow is falling and the grass is withered. But its roots are still so stubbornly stuck in the soil, accumulating strength and waiting for the arrival of the next spring. Just as Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote, "Wildfires are endless, and the spring breeze blows high." This is a compliment to the tenacious vitality of the grass.
The tenacious vitality of grass is something that each of us should learn. No matter the wind and rain, the grass never bends, as the saying goes, "the wind blows the grass." For middle school students, we should have the spirit of grass. No matter how difficult it is and how bad the environment is, we should not shirk our responsibilities. We should bravely shoulder the burden of the motherland and do our part for national rejuvenation and national prosperity.