A hundred flowers are blooming in the campus, and peach blossoms are pink, like clouds on the horizon and smiling faces of little girls. Apple flowers are white and open very big. Although some of them seem to be in bud, they are so small and exquisite. The flower in the middle is golden, shining brilliantly in the sunshine. Come forward and smell it gently. It smells good! It gives people a sense of tranquility and elegance, which makes people sink into it. The newly awakened flower-winged butterflies and small round-headed bees seem to be intoxicated by this attractive floral fragrance and dancing among the flowers.
On the path leading to the teaching building, two rows of willows are full of vitality again. Miss willow is lovely and beautiful. She washes her long braids every day, like a green stream. In addition, Miss Liu wears a "small head flower" every day, which looks good.
The century-old elm tree on campus also woke up secretly. Yu Qian quietly crowded the branches, green and green, growing stronger day by day, like an old guard, faithfully guarding the campus. In its branches, birds build nests and prepare to accompany the old elm tree here and sing beautiful songs for the children. Every time the campus is quiet, the songs of birds become more and more beautiful.
2. Birds are flowers of trees. We are all wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, and all the leaves have fallen out! Look, it's winter! A tree with all its leaves off can't be said to be ugly, but it is always a pity that it lacks the lush charm and the huge emptiness between its branches. There is often an impulse to put something between branches in winter. I like to start from scratch. This is exciting. Winter is always so sparse, is this the real reason why we lack happiness in winter? The trees seem to have stopped growing, and we always spend the winter with a waiting attitude. If it snows, we can be happy with the branches of Yushu and the hanging ice. Goose's voice is far away. I feel sorry for the winter sunshine on the earth, because if the brightness and warmth of the sunshine don't shine on the red flowers and green leaves, isn't the sunshine equal to wasting years? We stood by, waiting for dark in front of the red charcoal fire. However, some birds landed on trees, large and small, colorful. I seem to see the trees are full of flowers! Birds are shouting and making noise. Sometimes three or five, scattered on sparse branches. Sometimes just one, just one. A bird stands alone on a thin branch, reminiscent of flowers on the tree. Also, open one first, and then open a big one. Every time I see a tree full of birds, I stop to watch. Trees with birds are particularly vivid. I like these birds flying from tree to tree, and I like them dancing on the branches. Because of the jumping of these birds, the winter wind is subtle and elastic. They are singing in the branches, and the song of a bird makes the winter on the tree without cold stagnation. Sometimes a bird sings a euphemistic song alone, trembling and shining carefully, just like a person who remembers sipping spring tea in winter. That would be great. Birds on the branches are more beautiful than real flowers. Have you seen a flower? Have you ever seen flowers fly from branch to branch in a tree? Have you ever seen flowers that can sing? This is a bird that reproduces the vitality of winter. Birds are flowers of trees. Someone must have found them, as I said before. Such a beautiful thing won't wait until today to surprise people. I am standing under the tree, and the birds are doing what I want to do. They really blossomed among the branches in winter, rehearsed dances and played music. In fact, birds are always in trees, in spring, in summer and in autumn. Just because there are real flowers on the tree and the leaves are swaying, we see more beautiful life, so we ignore the birds on the tree. Birds have always been flowers on trees. They hide in the leaves, dance with the green leaves and sing with the spring breeze. Trees are the home of birds. "Two orioles sing green willows", and orioles can make a willow more graceful. In February in the south of the Yangtze River, which tree doesn't have orioles singing and dancing? There are flowers on the tree, and birds will land on them, adding to the icing on the cake. Better than repetition. I think trees will thank birds all year round. People will. I remember, I don't remember many people, but I remember many birds. Because, I think birds are flowers of trees, flowers of various forms, flowers that bloom forever, flowers that dance, flowers that sing ... should we learn from a bird while enjoying it? Looking at a bird in the tree, I feel a little ashamed. I blush like a peach blossom in spring.
3. Lesson 5, Grade 3: Kingfisher, write a bird composition imitating Kingfisher. One afternoon in the summer vacation, the sun was shining. It's boring to be at home alone after finishing homework. Suddenly, two sparrows flew out of the window, chirping as if singing tactfully. On a whim, I decided to catch a sparrow to relieve boredom.
In order to prevent the sparrow from flying away, I found sticks, ropes, bamboo baskets and some wheat in a panic. First, tie one end of the rope to a stick, hold the other end by yourself, then support the bamboo basket with a stick, and finally sprinkle wheat in the bamboo basket. A simple bird trap is ready, just waiting for the sparrow to catch itself. I saw that these two sparrows sometimes circled around the bamboo basket, sometimes pecked at the bamboo basket with their mouths, and sometimes poked their heads out of the cracks to find out ... I was worried. Finally, a bold bird couldn't resist the temptation and got into the bamboo basket. "Yes! Hooked! " I am secretly happy. I was about to catch the sparrow excitedly, but it ran away. I took a closer look and found a big hole in the bamboo basket. I flew into a rage, kicking and cursing, as if I had been enemies with it for eight generations.
Later, I calmed down, mended the hole and prepared to "fight" again. Although I am more careful this time, the sparrow is much smarter. Watch this inedible bait fly away. When I was about to vent my anger, another sparrow flew over. I immediately held my breath and stared at the sparrow. When it entered the bamboo basket, I immediately pulled the rope and bamboo basket quickly.
I watched the sparrow carefully. Its back is brown-gray, with scattered white spots, like pearls. Its belly is light yellow and it feels furry. It also has a pair of pink feet and a sharp mouth, which looks small and exquisite. How beautiful! The little sparrow is jumping on my palm, very quiet. I think it must be very scared?
Although I can't put it down, I know it belongs to nature, so I put this lovely elf back into the blue sky. It's fun to catch sparrows
Some people like talking parrots, some people like brightly colored kingfishers, some people like beautiful larks, but I like humble sparrows.
Sparrows are often alive and kicking on the grass. The feathers on its head are like brown headscarves, the feathers on its wings are like gray coats, and the feathers on its abdomen are like auburn shirts. This is it, sparrow, a lovely little world.
In the evening, everyone went home, and the sparrows naturally returned to their nests. At the entrance of No.4 Middle School, flocks of sparrows floated like a big dark cloud under the banyan tree in front of No.4 Middle School. A closer look shows that the "dark clouds" are actually composed of sparrows. At this time, for some reason, a sparrow flew out. I'm really at a loss. I was wondering when the sparrow flew back, followed by a little sparrow. Oh, so it's going to find playful children.
The big banyan tree at the entrance of No.4 Middle School is like a paradise for birds. A few sparrows can be seen occasionally through the dense leaf layer. They chirp, as if to tell others what they see. A fat sparrow stood out; "I put a stone in front of a pedestrian, I dropped him, and a dog bit you!" After that, I smiled and was slapped by my mother. Afterwards, his mother said, "My child has a bad habit, please forgive me ..." Look, in fact, the sparrow also loves face.
Listening, I couldn't help interrupting: "In fact, our school has a lot of experience!" Great, all the sparrows have flown away.
Kingfisher (parrot)
Parrots like to stop on big trees, and a pair of small flesh-colored paws hold the branches tightly. Its color is very bright, the feathers on its head are like yellow headscarves, embroidered with gray patterns, the feathers on its back are like light green coats, and the feathers on its abdomen are like golden shirts. It is small and exquisite, with a curved and sharp mouth under a pair of bright and flexible eyes.
Parrots sing clearly and like to fly around trees. In the blink of an eye, it gently stopped on the branch again. It stared at the fruit on the tree motionless, ready to bite open the shell of the seed with a pliers-like mouth.
The parrot found the target, spread its wings, flew past like an arrow, grabbed the seed, landed on the branch, gently bit the seed shell with the pliers mouth, threw it aside, and ate it with relish, only the leaves were still shaking.
I really want to catch a parrot. Mother looked at me and said, "son, parrots are our friends." Sometimes you may think that you helped it, but you hurt it. " Sometimes you may hurt our lovely parrot because of your love. Do you think the parrot should be domesticated or released and let it live happily? "
After listening to my mother's words, my face turned a little red and I gave up the idea. Whenever the parrot comes, I look at it from a distance, hoping it can stop on the branch for a while.
The beauty of autumn is mature and rational. It is not shy and charming in spring, naked and hot in summer, and introverted and implicit in winter. Autumn came quietly, it came to fields, streams and mountains, and put on charming autumn clothes for the earth. I walked into the park. Autumn wind blows and red leaves are everywhere.
Autumn is a season of color, fragrance and taste. In addition to color, fragrance and taste, there are sound and light. At that time, autumn sounds autumn. At this time, the colorful autumn colors dazzled me and I was at a loss.
Walking on, I saw the endless grass dotted with all kinds of chrysanthemums. They danced happily on the vast grass, just like boys and girls holding hands.
Looking up, the sky is blue and blue, as clean as a freshly washed sapphire, which makes people feel refreshing in autumn. Autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, autumn wind is gentle, and blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.
I came to the orchard again. There are so many fruits there! There are apples, bananas, oranges, grapes and so on. The young tree was weighed down by the heavy apples. Autumn is really a harvest season, and everywhere is full of harvest joy.
The maple tree on the edge of the lawn dropped a few yellow and red leaves, like birds.
5. The composition of the third grade of primary school (imitating the kingfisher) Peacock Peacock has beautiful feathers, a pair of big wings, a long mouth, and a pair of bright eyes, which make up a beautiful and pleasing peacock.
Peacocks, vertebrates, birds, pheasants. There are two kinds of peacocks. One kind lives in South Asia, called Blue Peacock. The other one lives in China, Yunnan, Xishuangbanna and Southeast Asia, and is called Green Peacock.
The male of the green peacock is about two meters long, and his feathers are very gorgeous, such as green, bright green, cyan and purple-brown, with metallic luster. These feathers are colored. Their feathers are slender, like golden green velvet, and when they open, they reflect brilliance, like countless small mirrors, which are very bright and dazzling. There are 1 cluster vertical crown feathers on the top of the head, and the tail feathers extend into the tail screen of five-color gold thread, and many "big eyes" are scattered, which are composed of six colors: purple, blue, green, brown, yellow and red from the inside out. Open the screen, especially gorgeous and beautiful.
Blue peacocks have crested feathers on their heads and white stripes on their eyes. The top of the head, neck and chest is blue, the feathers on the wings are dark brown, and the flying feathers are yellow brown.
The abdomen is dark green or black. Its colorful feathers are gorgeous, especially its golden feathers are dazzling in the sun.
When the blue peacock sings, its voice is loud and pleasant. These lovely peacocks are timid by nature, and once they are hurt by the enemy, they will scream in haste to remind their companions to avoid.
Every morning and evening, the male peacock excitedly opens his tail screen high, forming a colorful and beautiful sector, swinging from side to side and dancing beautifully. At this time, its eyes are also shining, that is, people often say that pride is like a peacock.
A beautiful animal, a group of kind little angels-peacocks.
6. bird watching composition in the third grade of primary school [bird watching composition in the third grade]
After class is over, the crowd is jumping rubber bands, and the two fur balls on her hat are jumping with the wind. In the third grade, I observed the composition of birds. At this moment, Yang Yang came over. He grabbed the hairy ball and threw it out. At this moment, a very beautiful bird happened to fly from a distance. Its feathers are pink and the feathers on its head are golden yellow. The hat landed right on the bird's head. The bird thinks it is beautiful, so it is regarded as a bird's nest. The bird saw a big tree beside him, so it put on its hat and hid in it to sleep. At this moment, Yang Yang and Yun Yun are looking for hats everywhere! After a while, Yang Yang thought: When I threw it into the sky, a bird flew by. Could it have been taken away by a bird? So, Yang Yang told everyone his analysis, and everyone said, Let's look at each tree and see if there are any hats! The two of them started looking. After a while, Yang Yang found a long-haired ball on a tree. He called the crowd, and through careful observation, the two of them knew that this was the hat of the crowd and there was a bird in it! The crowd said to Yang Yang, Let's give this hat to the bird! Yang Yang said: Good! So this hat became the home of this beautiful bird. In the future, if you come to this tree again, you will see a hat on the tree, which is the bird's home. One day, Xiaoming went for a walk in the park. He suddenly heard a faint birdsong. He looked around and found a bird under the big tree. He crept past for fear of disturbing the bird. He walked under the big tree and saw a bird lying motionless on the ground. He gently picked up the bird with his hand and observed it carefully. He found the bird hurt. Xiaoming turned and ran home. When Xiao Ming came home, he first put medicine on the bird's leg and tied a bandage. Then he found a box containing hay and cotton, so that the bird could live in it as warm as it is now. Every day after school, Xiao Ming will change the medicine for the bird in time, and often accompany it to go outside to breathe fresh air and walk with it. This bird sometimes chirps at Xiao Ming, as if to say: Thank you, Xiao Ming. A few days later, under the careful care of Xiao Ming, the bird's leg recovered quickly. Xiao Ming thought: Birds are a member of nature, so let them return to nature! Besides, if you don't put the bird back, its parents must be worried, too. So Xiaoming took the bird back to the park. Reluctantly released the bird. He said to the bird loudly: Goodbye, I hope you can see your relatives soon, and wish you a safe journey. The bird seems to understand his words and keep singing, as if to say, don't be sad, we will meet again. When it flies away, it looks back at Xiaoming from time to time. Finally, it didn't look back, spread its wings and flew away. If I am a happy bird, when the morning comes and the sun rises in the east, I can fly freely in the sky against the bright sunshine. If I were a bird that has experienced a sandstorm, I want people to see all the dust and tell them that the world should not be like this. Ladies and gentlemen, you should be on your guard. The world has been seriously polluted. Then I went to see Sister Yu and asked her to wash away the dust and make me beautiful again. If I were a bird trapped in a spider web, I was rescued by a little girl and put in a cage. I want to tell that little girl that I know she loves me and I love her. I want to tell her that I know from her emotional eyes and the food she gave me that she loves me. I want to say to her, thank you for saving me and for your love. If I were a bird locked in a cage by a little girl, I would like to say a few words to those who raised me and loved me. Friend, why did you put me in a cage alone? Do you know how lonely I am? You know what, my friend? I am a bird. I have wings. I want to fly. If I were a bird released into nature by a little girl, I would be very happy, and I would cherish this hard-won freedom. I also want to say to the little girl, thank you for giving me freedom. I will always be a good friend of mankind.
7. Ask for a composition about flowers in the third grade of primary school. On this day, my partner and I are playing games. During the break, we came to the largest osmanthus tree in the yard with the charming osmanthus fragrance as if we were "enchanted", and we could not help but gather together to smell it. I immediately fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, many small and golden osmanthus flowers appeared in front of my eyes. The "mother" of osmanthus fragrans (Osmanthus fragrans) uses thick trunks and dense branches and leaves to protect them from wind and rain.
The trunk of osmanthus tree is almost as thick as a big water pipe. Branches of different shapes are sticking out from high places.
The most striking thing is osmanthus. Golden osmanthus is dotted with green branches and leaves. The color is very beautiful.
Osmanthus fragrans is only as big as a grain of rice and has four petals. There are many hidden trees, dense and everywhere. This scene reminds me of a song: "Osmanthus fragrans bloom everywhere in August ..."
We stood under the tree, a breeze blew, and many sweet-scented osmanthus fell on us, as if it were raining. I was about to speak when two osmanthus flowers ran into my mouth and almost jumped into my stomach again.
I love osmanthus and osmanthus trees!