I remember it was last fall, I came to play under the maple tree with some of my best friends, and a gust of wind blew, and maple leaves fell all over the ground.
Wow! The wind was blowing, and the ground was covered with maple leaves. The maple leaves fell all over our head and body, it is called a "cool".
We picked up the maple leaves as quickly as the wind, afraid of being picked up by other partners. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! I picked up the most.
I carefully examined up, heh, do not say, the maple leaves are really beautiful: some of them are red hot red, as if they are each holding a torch over their own carnival; some of them are golden golden, as if it is the morning of the late fall, the sun Gong Gong blossomed out of the first ray of golden sunshine. There are maple leaves red with green, green with red, in the sun's light, these spots are like many diamonds shining, like for their maple tree mother put on a circle of diamond necklace.
Their shapes are also varied: some are like starfish living in the sea; some are like a small hand; and some are like some big beautiful fans. In my eyes, the maple leaf is a beautiful little elf.
In the spring when everything is recovering, it draws out the first shoots from the maple tree, bringing people a pleasant touch of new green. In the hot summer, its green color is even more intense, and whenever I see it, I can always feel a breeze gently brushing my face.
To the fruitful fall, the maple leaves turn red, when you are bored look at it, it is smiling at you! All the troubles will be gone. The cold and windy winter, although the maple leaves fall out, but it can leave a good memory for people.
Now, I still keep these maple leaves, I will last year's fall forever treasured in my treasure box.
2. Protection of the environment essay maple leaf storyIn the fall, how can not bear its departure, because I have always loved it, love it
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Autumn, is a melancholy season, at this time, the leaves of the trees are yellow, are withered, are withered. But at this time the maple leaves have faded that green dress, and put on the red makeup. In this withered season looks particularly dazzling, a autumn wind blew, a maple leaf knocking another maple leaf, that tone, seems to say to the sky, to meet that evocative winter. But in this season, everything is fragile, including, of course, the maple leaves, which are redder than February flowers, which fall, one by one, one by one. When I came to the maple forest, the withered maple leaves flew in the sky with the autumn wind. I slowly reached up and opened my hand, and countless maple leaves would float down in my hand. In a flash, the wind stopped, and the fluttering of the leaves stopped. The maple leaves, slowly, slowly fell, landing on my dark hair. It also fell on the shoulders of my red T-shirt, and I seemed to have become one with the maple leaves, which were red like fire. I squatted down and searched the ground for a maple leaf in my heart, but I couldn't find it, no matter how. I laughed and couldn't stop for a long time, it was a kind of happy laughter from my heart, my eyes had filled with tears, every maple leaf, all so perfect, so red, I couldn't pick the best! Ah!
And in a flash, the wind blew again, fell on my head, shoulders of the maple leaves and with the dance up, in the sky fluttering. The wind is blowing more and more, as if to take the maple leaves to another world! Maple leaves are flying away, I also run with it, I don't want to be like this, let the maple leaves just like this gone, quietly gone, never come back, I don't want, don't want them to leave me endless melancholy and attachment! Essay
At this time, behind a few tree forks saw two maple leaves, a large, a small, the large one kept swaying around the small one, while the small one did not move, quietly, on the bare branches of the tree. Watching that big maple leaf keep fluttering, seems to want to follow the group of maple leaves to float to another world. I slowly walked over, gently picked it, and threw it to the sky, and in an instant, autumn took it far away and disappeared into the boundless, but already "dyed" red sky. I picked another maple leaf and held it in my hand, afraid that it would be taken away by the autumn wind. I admired it carefully. "It's beautiful!" I couldn't help saying. Oh! This maple leaf has been collected by me until now, still so perfect, so fiery red, I am going to save it only until a long time, one year, two years, ten years, one hundred years, until a thousand years later ......
3. Describe the maple leaf essayI like the spring of the bird's song and flowers, and even more I like the fruitful autumn, especially when the The leaves in late fall are gradually changing into new colors, and the beautiful purples and reds all over the mountains are intoxicating. In such a beautiful and picturesque day, my mom and dad took me to the park to watch the autumn leaves.
Into the park, the first into the eyes is, a piece of a brilliant burning maple forest, from a distance, as if a mountain of flames. Into the maple forest, enthusiastic maple leaves, under the breeze, nodding and smiling to us, welcome our arrival, I picked up a maple leaf, carefully observed, a maple leaf has seven small leaf petals composed of, it is a little rough side, the red stems are long and thin, like an open palm, the maple leaf there is also a characteristic, that is, it is a change of color, the maple leaf in the spring is green, but one to the In the fall, it gradually turns into red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red.
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The maple leaf is palmately 5-lobed, 13 centimeters long, slightly wider than long, the 3 largest lobes with a few prominent teeth, the base is heart-shaped, the upper part of the medium green to dark green, the lower part of the vein axils with hairs, and in the fall it turns yellow to orange or red. Bark gray-brown, smooth with age and furrowed and scaly. Flowers yellowish-green, small, petalless, pendent below on slender stalks, opening in spring with young leaves in open inflorescences. Fruit with parallel wings, 2.5 cm long. Height 30 meters, broadly columnar, deciduous.
Deciduous trees in the fall and winter, the body will produce some chemical reactions, so that the original leaves contained in the decomposition of substances or parts of the tissue, recycling storage in the stem or root parts, can be reused in the spring of the next year, chloroplasts, chlorophyll is the decomposition of the recycling of one of the objects, so when the leaves of the chlorophyll is no longer available, the other pigments of the color to highlight, such as anthocyanin, red, yellow carotene, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, green, green. Red color of anthocyanins, yellow color of carotenoids, yellow color of lutein, and so on. The larger amount of chlorophyll masks the other colors, making the leaf green. In addition, the sugar stored in the maple leaves will break down and turn into anthocyanins, making the color of the leaves more brilliant red.
The maple leaf is a spiritual symbol in people's minds, and because of its special nature, people often use it to symbolize perseverance.
Enough detail? Looking at the red maple tree, I can not help but think of the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's poem: "Frost leaves red than February flowers.
Early in the morning, I came to the park. I found that the trees in the park are not as green and lush as in the past, and the leaves have fallen to the ground. An autumn wind blew, the ground leaves will be dancing in the wind, as if a beautiful butterfly, is dancing. Some of the leaves on the ground are already withered; some are just falling, but also a hint of green; there are also a few days ago has fallen, by the worm several holes.
At this time, I raised my head, into my eyes, is a red maple forest. The maple leaves, red so bright, red so warm. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf, carefully observed. This maple leaf is like a beautiful red five stars, but also like a small open palm. Leaf veins in the leaf stretch freely, as if they are the most beautiful here, but quietly add a touch of beauty to the maple leaf. I also looked at the maple leaves, the color of this maple leaf is really beautiful, it is a big red, red so bright, so beautiful.
Day is the harvest season. Soybeans, corn and sorghum are ripe and tired and bent.
The sky is very high in the fall, as if Pangu is still holding up the sky and the earth; the sky is so blue, as if a painter has painted the sky with blue pigment.
The leaves of the poplar tree were a little yellow, and the wind blew, and the poplar tree shook, as if it was old and could not stand.
The crops are very happy, because they all bear fruit, are talking about: "You see, I bear fruit how big ah, in the crop I can rank first!" "Look, my fruit is no worse than yours." Crops bear fruit, the sweetness left to the people, but they are gradually yellow, aging.
The campus lawn, grass secretly drilled out, like the earth put on a green uniform; beautiful school building quietly said to me: "I shield you from the wind and rain, you can study well ah." The scenery around me seems to be saying to me, "We all have achievements, have you got them? Let's race!"
Only the willow girl bowed her head, very sad, very sad look. Crops have comforted her, "Although you have no fruit, but your body is very beautiful ah, you bring beauty to people ah." Willow girl finally smiled.
Autumn is beautiful, I love autumn!
4. The story of a maple leafI remember the scene when I first entered the campus, it was a beautiful autumn maple leaves, students gave me the most sincere smile in a round of applause, I walked to my seat I remember the scene of the first class speech, the teacher asked a question to let you answer the whole scene immediately silent, we were silent, the teacher encouraged us not to be afraid of a few of my classmates and I have to raise my hand. The teacher asked me to answer I stood up and said the correct answer again and again the classmates threw me a look of approval at that time I was very excited this is my life's proudest answer I remember the first time I got full marks when the teacher announced the results of the scene of my heart pounding that time I actually got full marks the classmates threw me a look of envy I was in a very excited mood if not for the teacher's wise teaching and the fact that I had not had the chance to be a good student. I remember the first time I won a prize in a cheering scene I went to the podium although it is only a small certificate of honor, but in my eyes it is very heavy and heavy because it has paid all my efforts to pay the teacher's "light" and "heat" pay the classmates of the "light" and "heat" to pay the teacher. "paid the classmates of my infinite expectations I remember the first time I went on stage to speak that scene I went up to the podium in the face of the countless pairs of eyes downstairs I was nervous and do not know what to do just at this time the teacher threw me an encouraging look I calmed down and began to colorful speech Although this is the first time but my speech is very successful classmates have given me affirmative praise If not for the teacher's that I remember the feeling of failure for the first time I was crushed by this small failure my classmates comforted me teachers encouraged me their relief made me understand that success is the mother of failure not through the wind and rain how can we see the rainbow so from then on I regained my strength remembered that there are always people to comfort us when we are sad there are always people to inspire us they are our classmates they are an indispensable part of our lives. is an indispensable part of our life with us to share our sorrows every laugh every tear every story every time they are touched our classmates are you are I understand: life is a good cup of tea, need to slowly taste, carefully check.
5. Fairy tale essay written on maple leavesAutumn is like the wind - quietly coming.
The maple leaf was bathed in sunlight, and it fluttered down, just like a butterfly dancing ...... "Puh, puh," a leaf fell from the red maple tree, lying quietly on the ground. I picked it up, and suddenly found that there was a fairy tale on the leaf, I read it out softly: "The Quarrel of the Trees" "Autumn is here, the trees are arguing over the topic of 'who contributes the most to the nature', in order to prove that they are the ones who contribute the most to the nature. In order to prove that they are the ones who have contributed the most to nature, they held a heated debate."
"Each tree debated this for itself, except for the maple tree, which didn't say a word. When everyone quieted down to catch their breath, the maple tree said: 'I think that we all contribute to nature the same, each one is missing a lot of ......' Before the words fell, it was countered by a higher voice: 'You're lying! , each person's contribution to nature is not the same, both let not the same, how can the contribution to nature is equally large!'' 'Right, right.
Don't you lie to us!'' The crowd of trees also responded." "At this point, Grandfather Nature, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up: 'Boys, don't argue.
In my opinion, your contribution to nature is just as great, human life can't live without you, and nature needs you ......'" "When the big trees heard Grandpa Nature say the same, they stopped refuting the Maple tree, and, they also sincerely apologized to the maple tree ...... "After reading the story, I secretly admire the person who wrote the story in my heart, but also can not help but sigh: people's lives can not be separated from the tree, we must protect the environment, plant more trees ah! "Late at night, I had a hard time sleeping all night, the story of the maple leaf tree not only wandered in my mind, but also y reflected in my heart, does the story tell us the truth is not the same applied to real life?
6. Write Essay on Maple LeavesIn my childhood I picked up a maple leaf and hoped it would flutter in the wind.
I looked forward to sitting on a maple leaf to view the mountains and the sea! I wanted the wind to do what I wanted it to do, to float! Float, float to everything I see. I am proud with her beauty, fairy style on the maple leaf at large.
I gave the girl the maple leaf, I told it, as long as your heart is sincere, the maple leaf will take you to fly. She believed it and asked me why it didn't get bigger, and I told it that because you weren't wearing a skirt; so it didn't work, ah so ah.
When she wore a skirt and came with the maple leaf, he asked me, I sat on it the wind will not blow my skirt away. I told her no, when the maple leaves fly up, you will be beautiful and the skirt will make you dance.
You have to believe her, and your heart has to be sincere. When it's hot, the heart is sincere.
Then you will fly with the maple leaves. When it was hot, I remembered the maple leaf, and found the girl again; and asked for the wonderful maple leaf back, and the girl cried, and cried without it, and cried very sadly.
Said she could never go to heaven again.
7. Description of the maple leafOne fine autumn evening, I went to the side of the creek, and saw a slant of the western sun shining on the water, and suddenly the calm water was wrinkled by a few naughty little fish.
By the side of the creek stood a row of willow girls and a row of maple sisters and they looked at each other across the bank.
When I saw the red maple leaves, I couldn't help but think of Du Mu's poem, "I love the maple forest at night, and the frosty leaves are redder than the flowers in February". I found out on the computer that "the colder it gets, the redder the maple leaves get", and that's what makes it so special. The shape of the maple leaves is like the little feet of a duckling. The maple leaf is so beautiful, I think next time I see the maple leaf must draw it down.
What a beautiful view, what a beautiful maple leaf, I love nature, I love the beautiful maple tree.
When I saw the red maple leaves, I couldn't help but think of Du Mu's poem, "Stopping the car to love the maple forest at night, the frosty leaves are redder than the flowers in February". I found out on the computer that "the colder it gets, the redder the maple leaves get", and that's what makes it so special. The shape of the maple leaves is like the little feet of a duckling. The maple leaf is so beautiful, I think next time I see the maple leaf must draw it down.
What a beautiful view, what a beautiful maple leaf, I love nature, I love the beautiful maple tree.
Instructor: Wang Weiping
Brief comments: Through the description of the sunset, the water waves, especially the maple leaves, expresses "my" love of nature. The article is a beautiful blend of scenes.
My story - an ordinary leaf
Nanjing Phoenix Street Primary School Class 5 (3) Song Yue
Turning over the exquisite album, there is a red-hot maple leaf. That's me, an ordinary leaf - the maple leaf. No! I have now appreciated into a precious bookmark!
I was originally a beautiful maple leaf on the maple tree in the center of the garden, since I fell to the ground, Song Yue big sister took me in, but also pressed me in the language book, as a bookmark! Don't look at my leaf veins are very clear, like a very young leaf, in fact, I am already a hundred years old. Big sister Song Yue said that I have been on campus since she started school! Early in the morning, when the sun rises, I look around and greet the students who come to study, telling them that "the time of the year lies in the spring, and the time of the day lies in the morning", and that they must read carefully in the morning; during recess, I will play with them and discuss with them the problems that they don't understand in their studies; in the afternoon when I get off from school, I will summarize the results of the day's study happily, and I will also summarize the results of the day's study with them. The first thing that I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm doing and how I'm going to do it.
Now I've become a "valuable" bookmark. I can enjoy all the knowledge in the book and be a knowledgeable bookmark!
This is me, I used to spend spring, summer, fall and winter on campus - a knowledgeable maple leaf bookmark!
8. Fairy tale written on a maple leaf EssayFor example, in the first paragraph, I found a maple leaf in my old book that I had placed for a long time, and the small maple leaf was dyed with a fiery red color on it.
In the middle: what happened to make their mood depressed / frustrated / sad things, a person quietly walking in the park / woods, saw a group of children playing carefree, the heart suddenly feel tired, lying sideways on a park bench / thick autumn leaves, do not know how long later, woke up to find the sun westward, warm red light shining in the maple tree above your head, so that you triggered what feelings / Thoughts.
Ending: the mood improves, on the way home, saw one of the children playing before the fall, the children around him to help him up, continue to play happily, so the face bloomed a smile --------------
9. The Story of a Maple Tree EssayEarly one morning, a gust of wind blew and gently placed a maple tree seed called small maple on a mountain. .
Day after day passed, and a gust of wind on the mountain blew the lovely little seed to the edge of the cliff. Soon after, spring came, and the spring breeze gently woke up everything in the world, and the little tree seed was no exception.
The spring rains happily moistened everything, and the little tree seed as well. The sun's light shines on the mountains, and makes the small tree seeds shine golden.
It was on such a beautiful spring day that the little tree seed began to take root. One morning, the sun shone down on everything and woke up the little maple that was still sleeping.
The maple stretched and stretched its buds, ready for a new day. Just then, an oriole flew over and circled the mountain before arriving at Little Maple.
The little maple had never seen an oriole before, and when it saw the huge thing in front of it, it was a bit overwhelmed and a bit timid. At this time the little oriole broke the silence of the mountain, "chirp" called and asked: "Hey, who are you, how come I've never seen you ah?" The maple heard, immediately came to energy, it proudly introduced: "I called small maple, is a maple tree, I was a wind blowing here, you?" Oriole thought: Oh, so it is a maple sapling, mom told me, how about, just be friends with it.
It just so happens that I'm lonely too! So, it immediately said: "My name is little yellow, is an oriole, I sing very good, everyone praised me as a forest singer. Mom told me about the maple tree, and I didn't think I'd actually see it.
I am now very lonely, you and I do a friend how?" The little maple was so happy to hear this, so it hurriedly said, "Yes, then can you sing me a song?" Little Yellow agreed. So, Little Maple spent a pleasant morning in Little Yellow's song.
Soon, summer came, and Little Yellow still came to the mountain to play every day as usual. In the summer, so the creatures were hot.
The sun poured its light and heat on the earth, but Yellow was not afraid, because there was a little maple. Every day, Yellow sang under the maple tree and played with the maple.
One day, the yellow came to play with the maple again, but the maple looks dull. Little Yellow was a little scared and anxious, but it made a calm face and asked Little Maple: "Little Maple, what's wrong with you, what do you want me to help you?" Little Maple replied breathlessly, "Ugh, it hasn't rained for a long time, I'm ****ed."
Xiao Huang immediately subconsciously looked down at the ground, the ground are dry and cracked, a seam looks particularly obvious. Immediately in Little Yellow's mind, a bold idea emerged: to help Little Feng carry water! Thus, it could not think too much and immediately flew towards the nearest stream.
Little Yellow flew to the stream, took a big drink of water, and then flew back and spit the water next to Little Maple. Little yellow in the hot sun, trip after trip to fly around, tired and thirsty, but no matter how tired, how thirsty, it refused to take a break, afraid of their own slow step, the small maple will not come to life.
Finally, after flying back and forth for an unknown number of trips, the small maple finally felt his spirit again, so it hurriedly said to the small yellow, "small yellow, I'm not thirsty, you quickly go to drink some water, rest rest it." When Xiao Huang heard this, it felt that it was about to be exhausted and deflated, it could no longer fly, and fell headlong to the ground, and after a long time, it was only able to ease its strength.
When fall came, all the other leaves were yellow, and the maple was no exception. As he watched the sky grow colder, Yellow decided to build a warm nest.
On this day, Yellow flew to the golden maple with a branch in his mouth and asked, "Maple, can I build a nest on you? That way we can be together forever." When Little Maple heard this, he agreed without even thinking about it.
Soon after, a flaming maple tree appeared on a mountain, and there was a small bird's nest on that flaming maple tree, which was built by Xiao Huang's non-stop busyness day and night. It was getting colder and colder, and soon there were snowflakes.
Yellow took a fallen maple leaf and covered it with his body to keep warm, while the maple has long been hibernating. He rarely leaves the nest, and never goes out unless he is hungry or thirsty.
Year after year, the maple has grown into a big tree, and the yellow has become a handsome and beautiful oriole. There are many maple trees growing on the hill and below the hill, and in the fall, it becomes a forest of red leaves echoing up and down, especially the little maple, which looks especially beautiful.
Every summer, when the drought, people can always see an oriole on the mountain in the creek and the maple forest back and forth, that is a small yellow to its good friend small maple and the maple forest "watering" it! One spring, a worker came to the mountain valve wood, found the small maple. He felt that the small maple wood is the best, so he did not hesitate to cut it down.
At the time, Yellow was drinking from a stream and didn't realize it. When Yellow came back singing, he found that the small maple was gone and only a section of the stump remained.
Little Yellow lost its voice and cried for a long time. Finally, it took one look at the maple forest, which had been with it for a long time, and flew away.
Since then, every year in the spring, when walking through this mountain, people can always hear a kind of song like sobbing, that is the little yellow in the dirge for its good friend .......