1. How to start a composition about roses
There are all kinds of flowers growing on my balcony.
There are roses, roses, and cactus.
Among them, my favorite is roses. After school, I always go to the window sill first to admire the roses in the pots.
The roses sway slowly in the warm spring breeze of March. It has a slender and strong main stem, which is covered with sword-like thorns, which is daunting.
There are leaves growing on its stems. Some of these leaves are thick and dark green, and some are as delicate and green as emerald. The edges of the leaves are like sawtooth shapes, with a thin groove in the middle and fine patterns on them.
The petals of the burning roses are crowded together and layered like red agates, which is extremely beautiful. Some have only two or three petals, and some have all the petals in full bloom.
The pink stamens are exposed, warm and unrestrained. Some are as budding as a shy little girl.
The posture of one rose after another. Look at this one, which is as graceful as a beautiful girl; look at that one, it's still a flower bone. It looks like it's about to burst.
When it is early in the morning, crystal dewdrops roll between the leaves and sparkle in the sun. The roses are like a beautiful girl wearing a pearl necklace, showing off her dancing posture in the breeze. The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing. 2. How to start a composition about roses
There are all kinds of flowers growing on my balcony. There are roses, roses, and cacti. . Among them, my favorite is roses. After school, I always go to the window sill first to admire the roses in the pots.
The roses sway slowly in the warm spring breeze of March. It has a slender and strong main stem, which is covered with sword-like thorns, which is daunting. There are leaves growing on its stems. Some of these leaves are thick and dark green, and some are as delicate and green as emerald. The edges of the leaves are like sawtooth shapes, with a thin groove in the middle and fine patterns on them. The petals of the burning roses are squeezed together and layered like red agates, which is extremely beautiful. Some have only two or three petals, and some have all the petals in full bloom. The pink stamens are exposed, warm and unrestrained. Some are as budding as a shy little girl.
The posture of one rose after another. Look at this one, which is as graceful as a beautiful girl; look at that one, it's still a flower bone. It looks like it's about to burst. When it's early morning, crystal dewdrops roll between the leaves and sparkle in the sun. The roses are like a beautiful girl wearing a pearl necklace, showing off her dancing posture in the breeze. The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing. 3. How to write the ending of a rose composition
Roses
"Wow, what beautiful roses!" Looking at the bundles of delicate red flowers on the florist's bicycle Rose, my body leaned towards it involuntarily. My mother, who was paying for the groceries, kept shouting: "Okay, okay, go buy it right away!" Now that my mother had spoken, I walked to the roses without ceremony and picked out a few of the most beautiful ones. red rose.
On the way home, I smelled a faint fragrance. Looking down, I saw the roses in my hands swaying gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of attractive fragrance from time to time. The fiery red roses are even more beautiful against the backdrop of tender green leaves.
I seem to feel like I am a gorgeous rose, planted in a big garden, and someone comes to water us every day. It is those hard-working flower waterers who watered me so beautifully - my teachers, my parents. I closed my eyes and felt like I was living in a large garden filled with singing birds and fragrant flowers. Many butterflies, bees, and birds were singing and playing around me.
A bee landed on my flower bud. At first it was crawling around on the flower bud. Suddenly, as if it had discovered something, it tilted its back body up, then lowered its head, and drilled its head in hard. It seemed to be determined to suck out the nectar from the stamen. But after a while, there was no movement, which made me anxious. I looked down and saw that the bee never stuck its head out again. I wonder if it was drunk? Still asleep?
My mother's "Let's go!" brought me out of this wonderful fantasy. I took a deep breath, and the alluring fragrance of the rose made me intoxicated. 4. How to start a composition with inspiration from roses
Inspiration from roses
The spring breeze in March blows warmly and kisses people's skin. March is the season when all things are revived and full of spring. March is the day when we learn from Lei Feng. Lei Feng - a well-known name, he has established an immortal legend in people's hearts - the spirit of Lei Feng. The spirit of Lei Feng is like rays of warm sunshine, which warms people. The spirit of Lei Feng is like the continuous drizzle, which nourishes the human soul. The spirit of Lei Feng is around us.
I remember one time, my mother took me to the main square. I saw an ice cream seller, "Mom, give me ten yuan, and I will buy an ice cream." My mother gave me the money. After that, I couldn't wait to run. Suddenly, I saw an old man in ragged clothes, holding a tattered jar in his hand, kneeling on the ground begging. I felt so pitiful for him. I held the money in my hand and said, "Give it to him. I can't eat ice cream, but I have done a good deed. I don't want to give it to him. I feel sorry for him." Finally, I couldn't bear the temptation of ice cream, bought one, and walked towards my mother. When I passed the old man again, I saw an uncle in a suit passing by. He took out a leather bag and gave it to the old man with a fifty-dollar bill. He looked at it with grateful eyes. Looking at the uncle, the corner of the uncle's mouth moved, as if he said a few words of comfort. Seeing this, I ran home as fast as lightning, took out a brand new twenty yuan bill, and gave it to the old man.
At this time, I remembered a proverb: Give someone a rose, and the fragrance will linger in your hands.
I think the "flower" of the rose is not the uncle, and isn't the fifty-dollar bill the "root" of the rose? Giving help to others is one's greatest happiness. Isn't this a true portrayal of the "Lei Feng spirit"? The spirit of Lei Feng is always with us, like a waving flag, inspiring us to keep moving forward! 5. How to write a composition describing roses
We have a beautiful small park downstairs. Every midsummer, the green grass is decorated with roses of various colors. People passing by here will stop and praise it. Fan. I love these lovely roses even more.
Speaking of roses, everyone knows about them! Roses are the object of my praise. I know that roses symbolize long-lasting love. Roses are colorful, red as fire, pink as clouds, and white as pure and elegant... But they are not as graceful and rich as peonies; Not as fragrant as the sweet-scented osmanthus; nor as proud as the chrysanthemum; nor as graceful as the plum blossom, she is ordinary.
Even though the peach blossoms in March are pink and attractive, There were many tourists, and the white roses in the yard also made me reluctant to leave. A few small white petals formed a small bud. When I got up early in the morning, dewdrops were rolling on the rose buds, and the strange fragrance overflowed, giving people A feeling of elegance and freshness. When you peel it off, you can see that there are many slender stamens in the middle of the petals, topped with small light yellow dots. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the white roses dance like a little girl. Ah, white Rose, you did not express yourself with bright colors but repaid the Spring and Autumn Period with a pure white heart.
After one night, those roses bloomed one after another. The flowers were simple and generous, with layers of petals. , slightly rolled down, under the sunlight, the petals seem to be coated with a layer of clear oil, shiny and bright. The whole flower holds its head high, like a victorious general. It greedily sucks the nectar of spring and enjoys Bathed in warm sunshine. There are golden stamens in the middle of the petals, and pollen is stuck to the top of the stamens, exuding bursts of intoxicating fragrance, attracting a group of bees to buzz around and busy, with butterflies flying around, accompanied by the lovely roses. The wind Blowing, the roses sway in the wind. No matter who passes by her, they will feel that she is smiling and nodding towards you; when you stop and admire her, you will feel the fragrance of flowers blowing towards your face, refreshing.
Ah, rose, although you are just an ordinary flower, you have a special spirit that makes me admire and move me. 6. The composition of roses must have a beginning, shape, color, Taste, ending
Some people like the humble bamboo, some people like the plum blossoms blooming in the cold, some people like the pine trees with their heads held high, some people like the selfless grass, some people like the fragrant osmanthus, and some people I like the graceful cannas, but I like the dignified roses.
Roses are perennial herbaceous plants with bright colors, red like fire, purple like clouds, white like snow... extremely beautiful!
People say "roses with thorns." This sentence makes perfect sense. The stems of roses are thin and long. There are also small thorns on the stems, like silver needles, which can protect the leaves and flowers.
The leaves of the rose are green and flowing, with toothed edges. When the wind blows, the leaves of the rose sway gently, as if the whole flower is dancing.
The flowers of roses are overlapping and have about five or six petals. It is dark red, like a flame, and overall, it looks like the Olympic torch. The white one is like a snowball, the purple one is particularly beautiful.
The roses in the corner of my house are blooming like clouds, which not only invites people to praise their color, but also fills the universe with fresh air. I love roses.
Composition on Roses (2)
In the park, on the fertile soil, there is a beautiful rose. Her red petals are so beautiful. Such beauty has attracted admiration from many people. Gradually, she became proud.
One day, she accidentally discovered the soil under her feet and screamed in surprise: "You are so dirty. If you stand with me, you will only destroy my dignity!" The soil laughed. : "Dear Miss Rose, if it weren't for me, you would have no nutrition, no water, and you wouldn't be standing here like you are now." "Nonsense! Nonsense!" Rose said forcefully. "A beautiful flower like me should live in a vase, not with you." Rose said as she dressed up. After hearing this, Tutu felt very uncomfortable. Rose gave him a white look and smiled proudly.
So, the rose prayed and looked forward to it every day, hoping that one day someone could pick it off and put it in a vase for others to appreciate.
Finally one day, a little girl picked the roses off and carefully put them into a small and exquisite ceramic vase. Rose said proudly: "Haha, I can finally leave this ugly soil." But as time went by, Rose gradually found that there were no bees and butterflies around her, and it became more and more boring. A few days later, the roses withered. She still dressed herself carefully every day, but she became more and more frustrated. She faced the spring water and asked Luye questioningly: "What's wrong with me, Sister Luye?" Sister Luye sighed sadly: "If we leave the soil, we will no longer get the water and nutrients that people give us." Rose regretted that she shouldn't have treated the soil so well before. If she had known this, why did she do it in the first place? ...
Now, many beautiful flowers have bloomed on the soil. And what about the rose? It has long since withered and died in that vase.
This story tells us that we must not be proud in everything and must learn to be humble. Because humility makes people progress, pride makes people fall behind. You cannot look down upon the ugliness of others just because you are beautiful. 7. How to write a 300-word composition about roses
There is a large water tank on the balcony on the second floor of my house. There is a rose planted in the tank, which is extremely beautiful. Its branches and leaves are so lush that they cover the entire vat. The leaves are densely layered, giving people a feeling of vitality. As soon as I get home from school every day, I go to see it, water it, and catch bugs. Sometimes I like to memorize texts and memorize English in front of roses.
In March, it grows even more lushly. Within two or three days, brightly colored flowers appear, exuding a light and strong fragrance. A breeze blows, and the fragrance of roses becomes more intense, making people intoxicated in the wonderful dream of roses. The petals of the flower are layered one by one, like covering the stamens with a quilt. The green thorns on the flower stem should be its indispensable "self-defense weapons".
In summer, it looks much brighter than usual, with bright red flowers and dark green flower stems. Make people feel happy.
In autumn, the roses are still alive, but the leaves are a little yellower, but it doesn’t matter, I still appreciate its beautiful posture.
In the winter when dripping water turned into ice, the beautiful roses withered in the cold wind. I was very sad. I said to the broken roses: "Friends, we have to wait until next spring to meet again." , I would be very lonely without you!”
Rose, rose, you will always be my good friend. Forever, ever.