Once upon a time, there was a very terrible little tiger. All the animals in the forest are afraid of him. When they saw him coming, they ran away, so the little tiger didn't like going out. He's afraid of scaring those little animals-he's really kind, although he looks very inferior. Little tiger knows that he is ugly, so he complains to it with a mirror every day, but what's the use? Not only does he look scary, but his father also has the most authoritative position in the king of the forest. Tiger's father is very cruel and rude. Little tigers scare animals for no reason!
One night, the little tiger went out for a walk. Suddenly, he seems to have found something. He went over and saw a deer there. His eyes were full of horror, as if he had seen something terrible. He tried to escape, but his leg was hurt. Little tiger knew that his appearance frightened him, and quickly said, Little deer, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I will save you, believe me! The deer couldn't move at that time, so we had to let the tiger take it back to the palace. The tiger called the best doctor to dress the deer. Suddenly, the deer felt that what the deer said was different from what his mother said. The deer thinks he is kind, but his appearance is really scary. The deer seems to have a much better impression of him and is no longer so afraid. Little tiger knew that his father liked venison, so he warned the deer and said, Will you stay in my room? The deer nodded. Every day, the little tiger and the little deer play in the room. They are very happy. The deer and the tiger became good friends. Every day when it's time to eat, the little tiger runs in with food. At first, Tiger's father didn't feel strange, but after a long time, he felt something was wrong!
On this day, the tiger's father followed the tiger to the room and looked out of the window: Wow, there are deer, it's time for a big meal! Father Tiger pushed the door open, licked his lips with his tongue, rubbed his hands and jumped at the deer. Fortunately, the deer flashed, and then the tiger pulled out his gun and pointed it at his father and said, will you stop eating him? He is my only and best friend! But this time his father didn't listen at all, so he opened his mouth and heard a bang. The little tiger shot his father in the leg, and he pulled the deer far away!
Excellent composition flower 2 success makes us happy; Success makes us proud; Success makes us glorious; Everyone is looking forward to success, to the praise of their loved ones and to the envious eyes of others. However, who knows what is behind success? I know, let me tell you!
My first contact with potted plants was in junior high school. Potting class is to teach you to grow flowers through study and practice. It's easier said than done. When the teacher talked about the skills and precautions of planting flowers, I thought I understood everything, so I just thought about how good the flowers I planted would be and how others would admire me. ......
It's finally time to test me. In the first practical class, we will plant a pot of mimosa ourselves. I will plant it soon, and I think mimosa will thrive under my careful care. Almost every day I water it and take it to the sun. Until one day, I found that the tiny leaves of mimosa had fallen off. In the end, excessive doting failed me, and all my previous dreams were shattered. However, I didn't give up, learned my lesson and continued to work hard. After that, mint, daffodils and chrysanthemums ... seemed to have enemies with me and all died one after another. Countless failures made me think of giving up.
"Failure is the mother of success" refreshed me. I summed up the reasons for my previous failure and humbly asked the teacher for advice. In the last class, I planted the last potted flower-tulip. Under my correct care, a few months later, tulips blossomed. It is a yellow flower, which is particularly charming against the green leaves, and its attractive fragrance is intoxicating. My excitement and joy are hard to calm down, and countless admiring eyes turned to me. Later, my tulip won the first prize in the flower show.
Behind success is our unremitting efforts and the spirit of never giving up in the face of failure. It's like failure is a flower on the road. Without your careful care, they will wither, but they will be eclipsed on your way to success.
Isn't it? A person who has never experienced failure, success is his hypocrisy. Only in the face of failure, unremitting efforts and the spirit of never giving up can the flowers on the road to success be bright and beautiful, and you will shine on the road to success.
I've been trying to write this story for a long time, and I'm always delayed by such and such things. If there is really a reason, it is that I am too lazy to finish it. Facing and escaping are two different things, which sounds serious. Because I am just lazy, I didn't write this story about others, but this lazy habit will spread unconsciously.
Flowers and applause are always in direct proportion to efforts. The story is about mothers and children. The circle of friends of mothers is full of positive energy, all about the growth of children. The relationship between mother and child is more inclined to friends, and they can talk and communicate without obstacles. She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is a child of a military family. She is more independent and sensible than other children, thanks to her mother. Lively and lovely, she always performs at major parties, or plays the piano or dances, while her mother recites poems. Flowers and applause are the result of their joint efforts and progress.
I'm more surprised at my mother's openness. Some sensitive topics have not been avoided in the process of children's growth, but generously guide children to correctly understand their curious and sensitive things. She is generous, considerate and sensible, kind and lovely, ready to help others, regardless of gains and losses. Such children are not uncommon in life, but people will like them when they get to know them. Even when I first met her, I thought such a lovely child was polite but didn't agree. She is not beautiful among the children I have ever seen, but she exudes unique charm. In her mother's view, it is very important to train children to the greatest extent and let them do what they like. But there are very few people who really let go to create independent space for their children, at least in the true sense, and there are always various reasons.
Flowers and applause are very important to a child who has just grown up. I like this child and her mother's way of education. If there is anything more important than the growth of children, it is the growth of parents themselves.
Someone wants to send flowers to angels in white, a medical worker; Someone wants to send flowers to the farmer's uncle who provides us with food; Others want to send flowers to our uncle who cleans the environment; And I want to send flowers to the people who work for us day and night-the dearest mother. Flowers can represent people's mood; Flowers can become people's second language.
Tomorrow is March 8 Women's Day. I've racked my brains to think of a gift for my mother. Mom is so kind. You must give her a special gift. In the morning, I get up early. Mom and dad haven't got up yet. Suddenly, a smell came to my nose. By the way, my mother gave her a present. However, I can't go out to buy flowers alone. Forget it. Write a greeting card first. I have so much to say to my mother. I wrote a lot in one breath. Finally, I added, mom, you have worked hard and I love you. At the right moment, my mother got up. I quickly hid my stationery and made an excuse casually: "Mom, I don't have a pencil. I'll go out and buy a pencil and come back. " Mother said softly, "OK, be careful with the car." Yes, it's time. Run away Fortunately, there is a flower shop not far from home. When I arrived at the flower shop, I saw that every corner of the flower shop was full of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers covered every corner of the flower shop. My eyes are not enough. At this time, the florist came over and asked, "What do you want, little friend?" I replied, "I want to send my mother a bunch of flowers." The florist took my hand and led me to a bunch of flowers composed of lilies, carnations and stars all over the sky. This is my mother's meticulous care for me, and I hope my mother will always be young and beautiful. The florist tied the flowers into hearts for me and gave me a card. I said thank you and left. When I got home, I saw my mother cooking. I walked slowly to her and said, "Mom, you have worked hard." Hearing the words that moved her, she immediately stopped what she was busy with and hugged me without saying anything.
With sincere respect, deep gratitude, laughter, memories, fragrance and sweetness, I hold a bunch of flowers for my mother.
Today is September 9, and tomorrow is Teacher's Day. The teacher works hard to help us correct our homework every day and takes pains to help us explain our homework. Tomorrow is the teacher's holiday. I'm going to send a bunch of beautiful flowers to my teacher in return for his education. I went to the flower shop to see many kinds of flowers, and finally chose a bunch of carnations with red edges.
This flower not only has a red edge, but also has a little white in the golden petals. Its petals are silky, the edges are wrinkled, and there are *** 10 layers, which is as big as a small tea bowl used by the country. Below the flower is an upside-down lamp holding the flower. Leaves and stems are a bit like bamboo, but the place where leaves grow is different from bamboo. The lower the leaves are, the shorter the upper ones are, and so are the segmented bones. The bottom is big and the top is small, which gives people a strong feeling.
I sent my teacher carnations because carnations have dignified, kind and elegant connotations, which bring people a cordial and leisurely feeling and symbolize the eternity of life and the warmth of family. There is another meaning in sending flowers to my teacher. Carnation also symbolizes health. I send carnations to my teachers to wish them good health.
The teacher sounds like Hong Zhong in class, with a straight back and a simple and energetic lecture. When a student knows nothing, the teacher will always come to him gently and coach him very gently and patiently. After class, the teacher is always like a gentle big sister, caring for us, chatting with us, asking us what difficulties we have and trying our best to help us.
However, behind this spirit, the teacher prepares lessons and corrects homework until late at night every day, and the original smooth and delicate face has a little more wrinkles and less luster; The teacher who was black and shiny a few years ago had a few strands of white hair at a young age. Teacher, for these naughty children, you are getting old day by day. Don't you know? No, you educate us wholeheartedly to grow up, so that we can achieve better results.
Teacher's Day is coming, and I want to send you my carefully selected carnations, dear teacher!
I wish our dear teacher healthy and young, and can greet a new day with full spirit every day!
Flowers can represent people's mood; Flowers can become people's second language. On March 8th, I will give this precious flower to my dear mother.
In the morning, I left home early and went to the flower shop to choose a bunch of flowers for my mother. The fragrance of flowers filled the whole flower shop, and all kinds of flowers were dazzling. The florist recommended me the most beautiful bunch of flowers in the flower shop: there are some white carnations around, which represent the purity of mother; Some fiery carnations, on behalf of me, wish my mother good health; The starry sky dotted above represents my mother's meticulous care for me; In the middle is a dazzling perfume lily, which means I wish my mother always young and beautiful. The gardener helped me tie the flowers into hearts, and let me write my blessings on small cards and hang them on the bouquet. A beautiful bouquet was tied, and I walked home happily with it.
When I came home, I saw my mother mopping the floor. Sweat rolled down her cheeks, and she straightened up from time to time and slapped her sore back with her hand. Seeing this, I can't help but see the scene: once, I accidentally put a bamboo stick into my hand and cried with pain. My mother comforted me while holding a needle to pick a bamboo stick. She lit the needle, turned on the light to the brightest, frowned tightly, and carefully picked out the bamboo stick for me, for fear that it would miss and hurt me. "It's finally out!" Mother breathed a long sigh of relief, and so did her heart when she mentioned her throat.
"Yes, mom has been too hard. I want to send her flowers! " Thinking of this, I crept and put the flowers by her bed. I believe that when my mother found this bouquet of flowers, it must be the best moment in the world; When mother put this bunch of flowers in the vase, it must be her happiest moment; When the fragrance of flowers permeates every corner of the room, it must be the warmest moment in the world!
Flowers represent the arrival of spring, the beauty of nature, people's mood and silent gratitude. I want to give this precious flower to my dearest mother!
In a beautiful park, there is a proud flower and a big tree.
Flowers look down at the trees and think they are the most beautiful plants in the world. Whenever this happens, the tree will kindly advise it: it may not be so. People often say that' there is a mountain outside the mountain, and there is a sky behind the mountain'! The flower shouted angrily, I think you are jealous of me! I don't care about you! Say that finish no longer ignore the tree.
One sunny day, the cicada in the tree shouted for heat. A naughty boy came skipping over and shouted when he saw the flowers: Wow! What beautiful flowers! Hearing this, the flower was very proud and said to the tree, Look, even human beings praised me! What about you? A tree that won't blossom! The tree is very sad. I want to give this flower to my mother! The little boy reached for it. Flowers don't worry, but they say happily: Pick it! Pick it up! I never want to be with this ugly guy again! The tree was in a hurry instead: no, no! You'll die like this! It is true that the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry. Just then, the little boy grabbed the flower branch and was about to pull it out. The little boy's father came, and he shouted: Don't pick flowers! The little boy was puzzled and asked, Why, Dad? Flowers are beautiful, aren't they? Dad leaned down and said to the little boy, what if all the children who come to play have to pick a flower? The little boy thought for a moment and said, The flowers are gone. That's right, so you can't just pick flowers The little boy nodded thoughtfully and left with his father. What a nuisance! I am going to be ugly with you again! The tree said nothing, thinking: gold will always shine. To comfort myself.
Life is like this. Winter goes and spring comes, and in a blink of an eye, it's another spring morning. The tree suddenly found itself in blossom! The yellow flowers gave off a burst of fragrance and the flowers woke up. When I see the small flowers on the big tree, I feel beautiful. Only then did I realize that I was not the most beautiful flower. Before the cocky head also fell down. When the tree saw it, it comforted him: Every flower has its own characteristics. Don't be discouraged. Hearing this, the flower asked doubtfully, I said the same thing about you before. You didn't get angry or laugh at me. But you were interrupted by the tree before you finished: it was before, now it is now, let's be friends! The flowers agreed and the tree smiled happily. Flowers also smiled, and they became good friends from now on.
After school at noon on the second day of this winter vacation, I thought to myself, "Today is my mother's birthday. What should I give this hardworking and lovely mother? "
Just then, I saw a flower shop. I thought, "I can buy some flowers for my mother." So I walked into the flower shop. After my careful selection, I finally decided to buy three carnations for my dear mother and write "Happy birthday, mom!" " Use a colored pen on the card. Congratulations. I went home happily, thinking that my mother would like the flowers I sent her. Because red carnations represent beauty. You see, there are curved "waves" on those small red petals, just like a hill with a small bud hidden in the middle, just like a child falling asleep sweetly under the protection of his mother. At this time, I can't help but think of the past: once, when I got home from a car accident, my mother rushed me to the hospital for treatment; Once, on a rainy and snowy day, my mother gave me an umbrella; Once, when I couldn't do the problem, my mother taught me patiently. ...
My mother is the best mother in the world. "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby ..." The mother's nurturing grace is higher than the sky, and her love is deeper than the sea. I went home and waited patiently for my mother to give her a surprise. "Knock, knock, knock" Someone is knocking at the door, and I know it must be my mother. So I opened the door happily, holding flowers in my hand, and said to my mother, "Happy birthday, mom!" " "Mother listened, tears in her eyes. She hugged me and said, "dear daughter, mom accepts the flowers you sent!" " "I thought to myself: I used to be ignorant and disobedient, and sometimes I made my mother angry. Now I must listen to my mother, study hard and repay my mother with excellent results.
I decided to be a good student at school and a good boy at home to reassure my mother.
A florist likes Chinese rose. He only grows Chinese rose in his yard and takes good care of it every day. In his garden, Chinese rose blooms in various ways, and a flower is not spring. One day, he had a dream that all the flowers were dissatisfied with him and thought that he should not only plant Chinese rose flowers. When the florist woke up, he found that he had done something wrong. He thought, "I have aroused the dissatisfaction of all flowers from my preference." I think the world is too narrow myself. Without contrast, many concepts will be blurred. From today, my yard will become a country with many fragrant people. "
The florist finally woke up. He transplanted all the flowers into his yard. In spring, peony straightened its slender waist, opened a beautiful smiling face and sang a beautiful song. Morning glory tells everyone through the trumpet: "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " "Yingchun put on a bright yellow dress, shook a small bell and waved to people with a smile; Lilacs spread the fragrance far away. ...
In summer, water lilies hold her big plate for people to enjoy; Lotus has beautiful flowers, which make people applaud again and again; Lagerstroemia indica makes its flowers bloom more and more beautiful; The color of Cao Xia is white, and everyone passing by can't help but take a look. ...
In autumn, Osmanthus fragrans drove herself to 8 or 9 meters, which made many people take photos with her. Chrysanthemums are beautiful and colorful, dancing happily. ...
In winter, plum blossom stands tall in Amb Lee, which makes people admire it sincerely. Chimonanthus praecox is more than 3 meters high, and the tender branches and nodes are swollen, which attracts attention. ...
The florist stood by and smiled. He finally understood that a flower is not spring, but a million flowers bloom all over the garden!
Flowers are like this, so are we. How can a person be excellent? It is precisely because of outstanding people in art, dance and music that the world will become more harmonious and beautiful, and our life will be more harmonious and beautiful!
Excellent composition of flowers 10 In this sunny and refreshing season, peach trees, plum trees, ..., you have to show your most beautiful things to people, and colorful flowers are competing to open. But there is the most beautiful flower, which is for my teacher. This is a flower that my teacher will never forget because it contains a special story.
Last Teacher's Day, after school, all the students went home happily. Soon, I was the only one sitting in my seat in the classroom. The teacher saw it and asked me with concern, "Why don't you go home?" Is there anything unhappy? "I cried and said to the teacher," Mom and Dad are on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow. "I'm afraid to be alone at home at night!" The teacher kissed me on the head and said, "Why don't you come to my house tonight?" I hesitated for a while, so I had to timidly agree.
When I went home with my teacher, I was unfamiliar with everything here, so I sat squarely on the sofa. The teacher quickly brought steaming and delicious food and said, "If you are hungry, eat quickly. Take the time to do your homework while eating. " The teacher's smiling face and caring eyes quickly reminded me of my parents and our warm home.
Eating delicious food, I was thinking, "Today is Teacher's Day. What gift should I give the teacher? " I turned around and found that there were many flowers in the teacher's house next to the TV. I think the teacher must like flowers very much. I said, "Teacher, today is Teacher's Day, but I haven't sent you flowers yet." "It doesn't matter, as long as you are obedient, study hard and become a three-good student, that is the most beautiful flower of the teacher!" The teacher said seriously, and his eyes were full of encouragement and expectation.
I suddenly burst into tears and silently said, "Teacher, I will work hard!" " Watch my performance! When I become a good student, I will send you the biggest and most beautiful flowers in the world. "
If I have a bunch of flowers in my hand, I will definitely give them to my mother, because my mother always patiently enlighten me, comfort me, make me happy and cheer me up when I am sad.
A few days ago, the teacher said that a composition I wrote was unqualified and asked me to stay and revise it. I was so anxious that my tears fell like ants on hot bricks. I only heard Song Jinyi gloating beside me: It's exquisite, hee hee. I didn't expect him to be so exquisite, haha. It makes me embarrassed to have fun while chatting. I knew he was up to no good, so I ignored him, but he kept talking beside me, which made me very anxious. I picked up a pencil to stab him, but the teacher stopped me.
I am not happy when I get home. My mother saw that I was unhappy and asked, you seem a little unhappy. What happened? Oh, nothing. Then why do you look like that? Look in the mirror. You can hang the kettle on your mouth! I smile through tears. At this time, dad came back from talking with the teacher and said, don't say that! I interrupted my father. Let dad talk. Mom replied. My father gave a vivid and colorful speech and shouted at me: If you are unhappy, you can stab others with a pencil, right? And my father chattered there, regardless of my feelings. I don't want to hear a word. I ran into the room crying and slammed the door. I thought to myself: if my classmates don't understand me, forget it. I didn't expect my father to ignore me. Thought of here, the more I cry, the more sad I am.
After a while, my mother walked into the room gently, stroked my head and said, don't cry in front of my classmates in the future. Go home and cry if you want to. Besides, when dad talks about you, reflect. Dad is also anxious for you to finish. My mother held me in her arms and wiped the tears from my face with a tissue. With the comfort of my mother, my mood gradually calmed down. Under the guidance of my mother, I gradually realized my mistake.
There are many such things. My mother always comforts me when I am disheartened and makes me cheer up again. Tell me, if this bunch of flowers is not for my mother, who will it be for?