Rhododendron grows very fast, and a new leaf grows in about five or six days. There is another secret that I have observed for a long time before I know it. The azaleas bloom twice. Everyone knows that azaleas bloom in spring, but many people don't know that azaleas bloom in autumn. Every year 1 1 month, they begin to compare with the United States.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Unlike other plants, azaleas cannot be watered directly. Because there are many small holes in the bottom of the azalea flowerpot, the water will flow out directly from the bottom of the flowerpot, so the azalea always uses a pot to pick up some water and put it in the water for an hour, so the azalea can drink water.
Rhododendron has no fragrance and no cordate telosma. Why? I looked up "100,000 Why" to know that many beautiful flowers are not fragrant. I suddenly understood that rhododendron flowers are not fragrant because they are beautiful.
Rhododendrons are beautiful and interesting.
2. Describe the composition in autumn in 300 words.
The difference between early autumn and late autumn is that one is close to warm spring, and the other is accustomed to walking with winter. Of the two, I prefer the latter. Late autumn is a barren meaning, but it contains another meaning.
Late autumn is a bleak season everywhere, with bleak leaves and pedestrians in a hurry, surrounded by noisy silence, which is addictive. In late autumn, there is no helplessness and desolation in winter, and there is no deep cold in winter. It brings only a maverick style, which is changeable, gloomy and bright and warm.
Those tender and delicate little things seem willing to fall into the autumn cup, and then flow in every autumn day, silently, but lingering. It is another autumn, and in every autumn day, I always find a unique feeling in my heart.
The high spirits of spring, the restlessness of summer and the quietness of winter all seem to converge in the blood of autumn. The books I read occasionally are mostly pictures of late autumn, and the world is yellow.
Those dull paleness are surrounded by dazzling yellow, and they feel a kind of peace emanating from the bottom of my heart, just like the one they found at the beginning. Those beautiful romances are like free autumn. Gentle and independent autumn wind kept blowing long black hair, and eyes kept scanning the surrounding scenery. Elegant voices on the leaves are the best accompaniment.
Two hearts without impurities meet in a gorgeous moment, writing different stories, either happy or sad. Autumn is a lonely season, which makes people suddenly feel that the world is an opposite square. When they go far away, they can't see the steps ahead.
This season can only be described as quiet. All kinds of feelings are constantly intertwined, becoming silent or more difficult than before, and the most beautiful ones are silently hidden in the bottom of my heart. Autumn belongs to the scenery of the past. I always feel so insignificant when I pass by. Only when I am far away, will I understand that this is the real beauty, and the real beauty will be appreciated after I lose it.
Those wrapped autumn days, once upon a time, with the temperature of a cup of coffee, were calm and warm, and also with an unexplained mellow, carefully slipped down my throat and swept into my heart. The ever-changing temperature of the heart becomes stable in this autumn season. It is always warm, just like someone's palm in memory.
Autumn, like a yellowed white shirt, has penetrated into the bottom of my heart. Although it is not eye-catching, it has a familiar fragrance. Autumn.
It is a tree beside the railway track, which has experienced a lot of wind and frost and contains a lot of beauty. Autumn seems to be the most suitable word for quiet and far-reaching, quiet and silent, and many monologues are constantly communicated with the feeling of mutual affinity.
Accustomed to looking for that indifferent fragrance in the autumn air, smelling it deeply, let it stay in front of the gasp and become eternal. In autumn, there is no burden in silence, but it floats gently and leaves silently.
Only lingering memories are left. Autumn is a cruel color, only black and white; Autumn is a colorful candy, leaving only greasy bitterness.
The 300-word composition describes the autumn rain hitting the small window beside my bed. Oh, I'm here to deliver a letter. No wonder I am in such a hurry. Open the envelope and it says: Autumn has arrived and the painting has been delivered. I held up my umbrella and walked in the rain. Although it is raining, the streets are still so busy. There are some beautiful red leaves by the small pond. After the rain, it is a landscape. Air, with fragrance, is brewing in the air.
A gust of wind blew, and I seemed to be poured with cold water. Maple leaves are flying. Under the tree, under the shade, on the bench, a person is waiting. He looked into the distance and was silent. Come on, look, he shook hands with his friend and left.
Two people are walking with steps. Chrysanthemum smiled and waved to them. This is a sea of chrysanthemums, and the colorful colors make you dizzy. Squat down, touch it, and naughty dew comes to my face. Oh, this little guy is so cool!
"Come on, try the chrysanthemum tea." An old man who came out of the room said kindly.
As the sun sets, the world becomes colorful. However, this piece of autumn scenery has become a beautiful picture.
4. Composition describing azaleas, 100 words, some are in full bloom, growing in groups of three or five. Leaves grow luxuriantly, flowers are in full bloom, and the leaves are greener, oily and tender. I want to touch the leaf, but I'm afraid of hurting it.
I love my azaleas, they are very eye-catching. They have become a beautiful landscape in my home. All the guests who came to my house praised the beauty, which made me feel very happy and taught me to love life, just like a fairy's skirt. How beautiful! Some naughty flowers are hidden under the leaves.
The brown branches of azaleas are covered with thin branches, and the branches are covered with green, like clouds of burning and jumping flames. Seen from a close distance, the oval leaves really look like an open green umbrella, which brings beauty. The blooming petals are as delicate as silks and satins, and the petals are winding. As soon as I sprinkle water.
In the flowering season, lush branches and leaves are full of red flowers. From a distance, some flowers are in bud, some are half open and half closed, and under the careful care of my mother, they seem to be playing hide-and-seek with me.
Whenever flowers are in full bloom, my mother will move them to the living room to "receive guests", which brings vitality to my home. I planted two azaleas on my balcony. The flower consists of five petals, surrounded by several yellow stamens, and small yellow is dotted with red petals.
5. Composition describing azaleas in spring in Luolong Lake, Kunming, 600 words. Spring has arrived, and azaleas are in full bloom under the nourishment of spring rain and the care of the sun.
The green leaves of rhododendron are glossy and oval, with some short hairs on the surface and slightly wavy edges. Against their backdrop, azaleas are particularly lovely and beautiful.
Only five petals of rhododendron are pink, but there seems to be a faint white oozing out. It feels tender and smooth and has a good texture. Smell it with your heart again, and there will be a faint fragrance that is refreshing.
In the clusters of azaleas, you can see the various postures of flowers. Some are in bud, and the white buds are fresh and lovely; Some just opened flowers, and a few little bees couldn't wait to get in. The thin sticky stamens inside are about two centimeters long. Others were trampled by other tall azaleas and withered by the sun. A gust of wind blew, and the azaleas danced like a group of graceful girls, attracting many people's attention.
Rhododendron not only looks beautiful, but also plays a very important role: it can be used as medicine to treat diseases and extract aromatic oil. Its leaves and bark can also be made into baking glue, and its flowers are more edible, sweet and sour, and very delicious.
6. Write a composition about nature (300 words autumn) How charming the autumn scenery in October is, like a beautiful picture scroll. In the early morning, the fields were covered with gauze-like white fog, as if to give the rice the last moisture. The sun came out, the rice stalks bent, and the golden ears bent down. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains and sparkled in the sun. Like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice fluttered with the wind, making a rustling sound, just like the laughter of farmers. After lunch, it seems that someone is silently directing. Old people, young people and children all happen to coincide, leaving home with silver sickles in their hands, heading for the farm and starting to grab the harvest. My face was sweaty, my clothes were wet, and I didn't bother to wipe them. You see, the soybean sticks out its round little head from the pod and looks out, as if enjoying a bumper harvest. All the standing meals slept on the ground all night, like laying a carpet. This field has become very broad. After two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a lush grassland. Wheat leaves are long and thin, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow as if they were the tallest and fastest. There is a hole in front of me. I went up and saw all kinds of vegetables there: red peppers, green vegetables, grass heads surrounded by others ... I pulled out a green vegetable and he
I like hot summer, but I prefer autumn with a lot of fruit. As soon as autumn comes, autumn is getting stronger and stronger.
Do you know where autumn scenery will be more beautiful? Tell you, that's the hometown of the farmer's uncle-the countryside. Autumn has come, and the countryside has put on new clothes under the wind. Walking into the orchard in autumn, a refreshing fragrance came to my face. Look, the apple is wearing a new red dress. Red really looks like a fat doll's face. It pushes away the leaves and reports the good news of maturity to people! Pears in Huang Chengcheng hang on trees one by one, like small yellow lanterns. Look, the big red dates on the mountain are quietly covered with red coats. Looking down from a height, the mountains and plains are all dark red, which really deserves to be "full of mountains and rivers"! It is better than maple leaves in autumn and clouds in the morning and evening. Come on, come on, look at that bunch of big purple grapes, covered with grape racks. Walking into the autumn harvest field, golden corn is planted, and the red tassels on the top of the corn are like handsome corn braids. Look, corn's belly is bulging, maybe it's been worrying for a summer. The green leaves covered his face, probably for fear that we might see his golden face! You see, sorghum blushes when it comes to autumn. It is also possible that the farmer's uncle gave him too much "beer" and drank his face red.
Walking into the autumn garden, chrysanthemums are really lively! Look at the green leaves, which set off the petals, red, yellow, orange, purple … colorful. Look at the strings of red flowers like a pile of burning flames, and some white chrysanthemums are like exquisite handicrafts pecked out by ivory. The flowers are huge, pure and beautiful, embedded around a bunch of red flowers, and the red and white set each other off and become interesting. ...
Autumn is like a beautiful picture. I like this beautiful autumn. What about you?
8. Write a 300-word composition about autumn and comment on the autumn garden.
Autumn has come, and the garden has become an ocean of chrysanthemums. Some chrysanthemums are like mother's permed hair, curled and twisted, some are like a fluffy ball, some are big, some are small, the big ones are like bowls, and the small ones are like buttons ... white, yellow, pink, gold and purple ... colorful and beautiful.
The leaves along the road are all yellow, and when the autumn wind blows, the leaves fall one after another. It's like laying a golden carpet on the grass. It's soft, loose and comfortable for people to walk on. The maple leaves are turning red. But the leaves of pine trees are still so lush.
What a lively garden in autumn! Colorful, colorful ... Autumn Garden is really a colorful world.