Summer is coming, and the protagonist of the grove should be jujube. In spring, the trees are all open, and the flowers are also open, so the jujube flowers are invisible. The prosperity is exhausted, and the Tibetan jujube flowers can no longer be suppressed. Under the jujube leaves, she bloomed thousands of small bones. From a distance, the jujube tree looks like wearing a beige brocade robe, and the color of jujube flowers is pale yellow. At this time, the leaves are particularly green, and the jujube flowers are particularly light and beautiful against the green branches and leaves in the garden.
In spring, the grove is like an emerald embedded in a small mountain village. Trees have grown green branches and leaves, and all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, such as red peach blossoms and Du Juanhua; Snow white pear; Golden rape blossoms; There are all kinds of flowers that can't be named, colorful and beautiful! The forest is full of the fragrance of this flower, and all the plants and animals are immersed in this beautiful sea of flowers! What I like best is listening to the bird singing in the trees. "Haw, haw ..." The wonderful singing broke the silence in the forest. Hard-working bees gather honey around flowers! Look! They buzzed as if to say, "I want to collect honey and be a hardworking little bee."
In the dense forest, the sky was cut into a wisp of blue satin by tall branches, and mottled light spots were scattered and flashed with the drag of leaves. The trees are silent and stand like philosophers. The branches of the tree were chapped with black skin and covered with Tess; Tilia amurensis is a little more handsome and her skin is much smoother. Wild poplar propped up its stalwart body with different branches; The most striking thing is the birch tree, elegant and natural, like a white-collar man, with its cracked white bark fluttering in the wind.
Whenever the unbearable summer comes, the sun is like fire elsewhere, but the Woods are cold and cloudy. Every time I went to physical education class, I was sweating like a pig, so I ran to the Woods to cool off. Whenever the cool breeze blows, it is particularly comfortable; Touch my face like a loving mother. I once gave the grove a nice name: "Yixin Garden."
In summer, patches of green leaves become green leaves, and dense branches and leaves block the fire-breathing sun in the sky, forming a shade. Sunlight shines through the branches and leaves, just like stars dotted the sky. The Woods are full of cicadas, and the noise is so loud that you can hear them two miles away.
Elms mainly grow in small forests. Elm money in spring is sweet, tender and delicious, and it became the best snack when I was a child. There are also many unknown wild flowers between trees, and there will be many birds singing in the Woods. Dragonflies and butterflies are not far behind, but they fly together. At that time, I thought trees were tall, flowers were beautiful, and birds, dragonflies and butterflies were lovely.
In autumn, the whole forest is golden. Look, the leaves are yellow, and they are like handfuls of cute little fans. Flowers are red, and one flower after another is like a girl, waving to us in the breeze. My friends and I are playing in the Woods, playing and picking fruits! Butterflies danced around us, like a little dancer, which brought us fun and laughter filled the grove.
The grove is next to my house. When I was a child, my friends and I often went to play in the Woods. There are rows of small elms, about a handful thick, and the waist of each small tree is circled with red paint, like rows of soldiers standing with their heads held high. The wind blows, the small trees sway and the leaves rustle, like a group of primary school students dancing.
In summer, I was moved by the cicadas in the Woods. At noon, I ran to the Woods to catch cicadas in the hot sun, and I didn't feel the heat at all. Every time I catch one, my heart beats wildly. Morning glory blooms in the morning mist. I got up early, rushed into the Woods, stepped on the dewdrops on the weeds, picked them one by one, and then dragged my wet shoes and pants back. Looking up, other friends came. I smiled proudly at them, shook the flowers in my hand, and my heart was filled with the joy of victory.
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