Winter goes and spring comes, and everything recovers. My mother and I came to my grandmother's house, along a dirt road and a path paved with stones, which was covered with wild flowers: red, orange, yellow, pink, purple … colorful. As soon as I heard it, a faint fragrance was inhaled into my nostrils, which made me feel deeply. The bright colors attracted people's attention. Colorful wildflowers can be seen everywhere along the way. Unconsciously, I came to the village entrance, and I had already caught a handful of flowers in my hand.
After entering the village, you have to walk a mountain road. The house on the hill is made of bricks and tiles. I played on the hillside, and some peach trees were planted on the hillside. At this time, the peach blossoms are blooming brightly, in clusters, on the branches, like a rosy cloud. Petals are pink, stamens are yellow and sepals are green. How beautiful! I picked up the flower basket and began to pick wild flowers. I am meticulous in picking flowers. I smell them first, then touch them, and finally have a look. I only pick fragrant and beautiful flowers.
The flowers on the top of the mountain are much more colorful and beautiful than those at the foot of the mountain. I picked up the flower basket, picked it to the top of the mountain, shuttled among the trees and wandered among the flowers. After a while, a basket of flowers was picked. I walked down the hill, and a butterfly followed me, flying over my head and in front of me. I just found out that it was because my head was full of pollen when picking wild flowers that butterflies were attracted. I am very happy.
2. Wild flowers in the field The field is really the home of flowers.
The flowers in the field are really beautiful! All kinds of flowers: some bloom, some sprout, and some are in bud. This field is a paradise for flowers.
Flowers are beautiful. Beauty attracts butterflies. A butterfly came, and soon a group of butterflies came! Sometimes they fly, sometimes they fly up and down, and sometimes they gather flowers and honey. Look! They are really happy.
There are all kinds of flowers in the field: red, yellow, pink, blue, purple, etc ... From a distance, colorful flowers look like a beautiful rainbow. Beautiful flowers bloom in the golden sun, and the fields are beautifully dressed! A gust of wind blew, and a faint fragrance floated with the wind.
Oh! It turns out that wild flowers are so beautiful and fragrant.
Let's pick wild flowers. There are 300 words and many flowers around us. There are beautiful peonies, fresh and elegant orchids, chrysanthemums that are not afraid of cold, lotus flowers that are not stained with mud, and colorful sunflowers ... but among many flowers, I like unknown wildflowers.
On the hillside, all kinds of wild flowers are everywhere. These wild flowers are all kinds, each with its own flavor. Some are small and exquisite, some are layered, and some are slim. It's really interesting.
These wild flowers are colorful. As red as fire, as white as snow and as pink as chardonnay. The colorful wild flowers embedded in the green grass are really icing on the cake. A green carpet dripping with green water drops suddenly turned into a colorful brocade.
Wild flowers also have a faint fragrance, which seems to be absent, but this fragrance permeates the heart and spleen and makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Although wild flowers are colorful and refreshing, they don't want to compete with the exotic flowers and grasses in the garden, but they just silently contribute. It dedicated everything to people: its flowers can beautify the environment, its leaves and stems can feed livestock, and when its life ended, it turned its body into fertilizer to nourish the earth.
I like wild flowers, and I prefer the noble spirit of selfless dedication of wild flowers.
Let's pick wild flowers. There are 300 words and many flowers around us.
There are beautiful peonies, fresh and elegant orchids, chrysanthemums that are not afraid of cold, lotus flowers that are not stained with mud, and colorful sunflowers ... but among many flowers, I like unknown wildflowers. On the hillside, all kinds of wild flowers are everywhere.
These wild flowers are all kinds, each with its own flavor. Some are small and exquisite, some are layered, and some are slim.
It's really interesting. These wild flowers are colorful.
As red as fire, as white as snow and as pink as chardonnay. The colorful wild flowers embedded in the green grass are really icing on the cake. A green carpet dripping with green water drops suddenly turned into a colorful brocade.
Wild flowers also have a faint fragrance, which seems to be absent, but this fragrance permeates the heart and spleen and makes people feel relaxed and happy. Although wild flowers are colorful and refreshing, they don't want to compete with the exotic flowers and grasses in the garden, but they just silently contribute.
It dedicated everything to people: its flowers can beautify the environment, its leaves and stems can feed livestock, and when its life ended, it turned its body into fertilizer to nourish the earth. I like wild flowers, and I prefer the noble spirit of selfless dedication of wild flowers.
In the afternoon, my mother and I went to my hometown in the country to pick wild flowers.
We are strangers there. The street is quiet, with small dirt mountains on both sides. Just as I was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, my mother suddenly stopped and I said, "Mom, what's the matter?" Mother said, "The wild azaleas on that small dirt mountain are so beautiful, and the color of the flowers is very red!" " "I said," yes, why didn't I notice? "Mom said," I want to uproot it and plant it at home. " I said, "Good! "We got off and the hillside was steep and steep. My mother told me to wait below, so she went up alone, saying that the roots were too thick to pull down. We went through a lot of hardships to find an easy one. My mother said it was too high, so I found a place where it was easier to get up. My mother agreed, but after going up, my mother said that the roots were still too thick. I said, how is that possible? I just use my hands.
When we got back, we planted them carefully in flowerpots. After planting, I found it was getting dark. Unconsciously, it was already evening. Looking at the flowers we planted ourselves, I have a great sense of accomplishment. I decided to train them slowly until they grow up.
At the beginning of April, we took advantage of the weekend to play in Qijiang. Sitting in the car, looking out the window, the hillside is thick green, riding for a long time, can not help but feel a little tired.
Ah! What is that? Suddenly I saw some flowers blooming on that hillside, blue, yellow, purple, red and orange … so many, so dense and so vast, blooming on that hillside. There are high and low, big and small, which are very attractive. I quickly got off the bus and rushed to the hillside.
Ah! It's like a colored gems inlaid on a green carpet. If I were in the city, I wouldn't have the idea of picking flowers at all, but when will I pick them all by myself? So I pick flowers among the beautiful flowers. I gently pull up the grass under the flowers, and then take a step carefully. Look at those charming flowers. They all came to me curiously. Some flowers seem to say, "Come and pick me!" You smell my petals, so you don't want to leave! "Someone said," look! My flowers are lovely, colorful, unique and charming. Don't you want to take me home? "
Seeing their enthusiasm, I satisfied their wishes. When I stepped out of my left foot, I took one in my right hand. When I stepped out of my right foot, I took one in my left hand. Soon, golden rape flowers, red azaleas, pink hydrangeas ... and countless wild flowers whose names can't even be called out are in my arms. I took a deep breath, and the flowers in my arms rushed into my nostrils, first into my lungs, and then all over my body. That feeling is really cool.
It is time to go back to the city. If it weren't for school, I'd like to immerse myself here all day. However, the fact cannot be changed, so we left this fairyland.
7. Go to the countryside to pick wild flowers. Happy picking is coming in the cool autumn. In cloudless and breezy weather in Wan Li, my favorite thing is picking.
One day during the National Day holiday, we came to the picking garden. Look around, yeah! All the trees are covered with red apples, and some are smiling at me. Some of them bent down the branches as if to say, "Come and pick me!" " "Others fell to the ground, as if can't wait! Looking at this harvest scene, I was so happy that I couldn't wait to walk to the depths of the orchard.
I first found a thick and strong apple tree with big and red apples hanging on it, so I decided to pick it. Aiming at one, I jumped hard and stretched my arm to pick a big apple, but I jumped left and right, but I just couldn't touch it.
Thought: Hum, I must pick you! Suddenly I found a thick branch. I had a brainwave, raised my leg and stepped on a few feet carefully. I found it was quite strong, so I stood up confidently, grabbed the trunk with both hands and climbed up. I finally climbed the tree, grabbed the trunk with my left hand, and finally reached it with my right hand. Haha, I am very happy. Half a day's picking made us return home with a full load.
Autumn picking makes me happy. I love this beautiful autumn, and I love it more.
8. Go to the countryside to pick wild flowers. Happy picking is coming in the cool autumn. In cloudless and breezy weather in Wan Li, my favorite thing is picking.
One day during the National Day holiday, we came to the picking garden. Look around, yeah! All the trees are covered with red apples, and some are smiling at me. Some of them bent down the branches as if to say, "Come and pick me!" " "Others fell to the ground, as if can't wait! Looking at this harvest scene, I was so happy that I couldn't wait to walk to the depths of the orchard.
I first found a thick and strong apple tree with big and red apples hanging on it, so I decided to pick it. Aiming at one, I jumped hard and stretched my arm to pick a big apple, but I jumped left and right, but I just couldn't touch it.
Thought: Hum, I must pick you! Suddenly I found a thick branch. I had a brainwave, raised my leg and stepped on a few feet carefully. I found it was quite strong, so I stood up confidently, grabbed the trunk with both hands and climbed up. I finally climbed the tree, grabbed the trunk with my left hand, and finally reached it with my right hand. Haha, I am very happy. Half a day's picking made us return home with a full load.
Autumn picking makes me happy. I love this beautiful autumn, and I love it more.
9. Go to the countryside to pick wild flowers. After the composition, go to the countryside to pick wild flowers. In spring, my parents and I went to the countryside to see the scenery and picked some small wild flowers.
Walking along the country road, you can see a small bungalow with gray tiles and white walls. There are colorful wildflowers beside the road, red, yellow and pink ... Looking around, they all seem to be bright colors painted with pigments.
The posture of flowers is also different: some small flowers look up at the sky as if looking for something in the sky; Some Kobanawa have another small flower face to face, as if to say something; The leaves of other small flowers are very close to the leaves of another small flower, as if playing a game ... A gust of wind blows, and wild flowers sway with the wind, as if waving to us. I said, "What beautiful flowers! If only I could take them home! " At this moment, an old woman came up to us and said, "Hello! I just heard you say you want some wild flowers, didn't I? " We nodded.
Grandma went on to say, "Pick a few if you like!" I cried with joy, said thank you, and hurried to pick it. Red, yellow ... more and more.
Later, I found a small ribbon, tied it on that beautiful bunch of wild flowers and put it in our vase. That beautiful bunch of wild flowers, although not always left, has always stayed in my heart.
Its beauty is incomparable to other flowers, because it is natural beauty.
10. In spring, I went to the mountains to pick wild flowers. I wrote 300 words, and the flowers are very red! I said, "Yeah, why didn't I notice? This afternoon, my mother and I went to my hometown in the country to pick wild flowers.
We were strangers there, so I decided. Mother said, "The wild azaleas on Xiaotushan Mountain are so beautiful." "Mom, I have a great sense of accomplishment in my heart, saying that the roots are too thick to pull out. The street is quiet, with small dirt mountains on both sides. Just when I was intoxicated with this beautiful scenery, what happened? Mom agreed, and I said, how is that possible? I will pull them up with my hands! " We got off the bus and pulled out Parthenocissus tricuspidata and Rhododendron. I found a place that was easier to get on? "My mother said," I want to uproot it and plant it at home. My mother suddenly stopped. I said, I will train them slowly until they grow up. My mother said the root was still too thick. "Very good."
I said, we went through a lot of trouble to find an easy one to pull out. My mother said it was too high, and the hillside was steep and steep. My mother told me to wait below, so she went up alone. When we got back, we planted them carefully in flowerpots. After planting, I found it was getting dark. Before I know it, it's evening, looking at the flowers I planted.