1. A short essay of 200 to 300 words about the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus
The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus
As summer goes and autumn comes, Miss Qiu quietly comes to the world. She brought cool weather, flying yellow butterflies, and sweet-scented osmanthus blooming quietly in autumn.
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree stands gracefully at the door of my house. It has lush branches and leaves, and among the green leaves, cute little sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are like shy little girls, looming among the lush branches and leaves, sometimes hiding, sometimes showing half of their faces, as if they are playing hide and seek with us! Although it is so small and inconspicuous, its strong fragrance can make the whole community smell delicious. The fragrance is very fragrant, and there is a hint of coolness in the fragrance, which we all like. Sometimes, the sweet-scented osmanthus seems to tell us with its fragrance: "Autumn is coming, autumn is coming, the weather is getting colder, so wear more clothes!" Osmanthus flowers are the predictors of autumn!
My favorite flower is osmanthus. Whenever autumn comes, as long as I am free on Saturday or Sunday, I will come under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Sometimes I would look at the small sweet-scented osmanthus and quietly smell its strong fragrance. Sometimes, I would run around the sweet-scented osmanthus, and a gust of wind would blow over, and the branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus swayed gently, as if they were nodding to me to say hello. Sometimes, I will pick up a few sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that have fallen on the ground, put them in the palm of my hand, and observe them carefully. The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers have six or seven petals, which are very beautiful. Then I blew a breath, and the sweet-scented osmanthus flew in the blue sky, bringing the fragrance to the distance. Now, I like osmanthus more and more, and osmanthus has even become my good friend.
Ah! Lovely osmanthus, I like you so much, thank you for bringing me so many wonderful moments with your fragrance!
2. An essay about osmanthus, 200 words
In the golden autumn of October, osmanthus blooms, fragrant the park, the city, the community, and our campus... , the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant and beautiful.
Osmanthus not only has a strong fragrance, but also looks beautiful. Osmanthus is the most beautiful during its blooming season. The small golden flowers bloomed on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which are so beautiful. A gust of wind blew by, and the little yellow flowers landed on the ground like a group of paratroopers.
During the blooming season of sweet-scented osmanthus, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is beautifully decorated with these little flowers. The color of the tree is green and yellow. It is simply a beautiful pen and ink painting, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The smell of osmanthus is also very good. When the osmanthus blooms, it emits an intoxicating aroma. The words "fragrant" and "strong" can express how fragrant the scent of osmanthus is. Those who have never seen sweet-scented osmanthus will be intoxicated by its fragrance and will not want to leave there for a long time. When there is no wind, the sweet-scented osmanthus is like a big girl standing on the grass, quiet and beautiful.
Osmanthus fragrans is extremely beautiful and fragrant. Although it is not as noble as peony and not as delicate as rose, I love it, its beautiful appearance and fragrance. 3. A short essay of 200 to 300 words about the fragrant osmanthus
Autumn is here, and the osmanthus on campus is also in bloom. The osmanthus tree is not as graceful and clumsy as the plum blossoms, but its fragrance is very charming. .
The roots of the sweet-scented osmanthus are very strong and deeply rooted in the soil. Many small branches grow on each large branch. The branches are covered with leaves, and the leaves are shining in the sun. The leaves are shiny and green, and the leaves are oval. There are many densely packed small flowers growing on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, like yellow pearls. The flowers have different shapes, and some are in bud. Some are small flower bones, and some have already bloomed. Viewed from a distance, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree looks like a big green umbrella for people to rest and enjoy the cool air. It also looks like a giant mushroom growing on the lawn, and like a little girl. Dancing. Osmanthus has many uses. It can be made into osmanthus cake, osmanthus wine, and can also be made into tea! We were all sitting in the classroom, smelling the fragrant scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which was really refreshing.
Osmanthus trees are harvesting again in the year - autumn is here. There are many fruits and rice, all ripe.
In this season of abundant harvests, the sweet-scented osmanthus is also blooming, exuding its own fragrance and promoting its own personality. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree plays the role of raising sweet-scented osmanthus.
Looking from a distance, it really looks like a pagoda with green leaves, a world of green leaves, and a green wilderness. Approaching the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, look at the bark on the trunk, which looks like the face of an old man.
Osmanthus branches play a role in allowing the growth of osmanthus. The branches are 3 or 4 centimeters wide, while the thin ones are only as wide as a little finger, and some are smaller than a pencil.
Some of these branches soar into the sky, some point diagonally forward, and some fall vertically, really like a fairy dancing gracefully. Osmanthus is very fragrant and beautiful.
Available in yellow and white colors. It is shaped like the character "ten" and tastes bitter.
When someone shakes the trunk of the osmanthus tree, the osmanthus flowers will land on the ground like little paratroopers, covering the originally inconspicuous ground with a golden carpet. Osmanthus fragrans is not very fragrant when smelled up close, but if you smell it from a distance, the fragrance of the flowers will be very strong.
This feeling disappeared after taking more than ten small steps. If it were an exaggeration, it would really be the “scent of sweet-scented osmanthus for ten miles” as the saying goes! ah! Osmanthus is so charming! Somehow, I like the osmanthus tree in our school more and more. 4. Detailed description of the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, 200 words
The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus
One autumn rain and one cold... In the blink of an eye, it is the golden autumn of October, and the weather is slowly turning cooler. The sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed very late this year. Walking on the asphalt road in the community, smelling the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus and hearing the singing of the birds, I felt particularly comfortable.
Osmanthus fragrans, with its yellow petals, has a lovely petite appearance, and exudes fragrance from time to time. I shrugged my nose vigorously, closed my eyes, and was immersed in the endless fragrance... a The little girl in a light yellow skirt walked towards me, her green face flushed slightly, and she felt ashamed even when she saw a rose. Just as he was thinking about it, the little girl disappeared, and what came in front of him was full of charming sweet-scented osmanthus flowers. I woke up and walked aimlessly in the community. Unknowingly, I came to the place with the most dense osmanthus flowers in the community. Looking up, the blue sky, cloudless, charming osmanthus flowers are pure and lovely, everything is so beautiful! I was intoxicated and forgot all my worries.
I like osmanthus, not only for its aroma, but also for its quality. There is one thing that remains fresh in my memory. It was also October with such sweet-scented osmanthus. I broke one of my mother’s birthday gifts and went outside to relax out of anger. I saw the sweet-scented osmanthus falling all over the ground. I picked up a handful with my young hands, crushed the petals to pieces, and scattered them into the air. The sweet-scented osmanthus is not angry, leaving a refreshing fragrance on my palms. At this time, I thought of my mother busy in the kitchen at home, and seemed to see her anxious eyes, so I couldn't help but said in my heart: "Mom, I'm sorry, my daughter shouldn't..."
Osmanthus, although it There is no beauty of roses, no nobility of peonies, and no elegance of tulips, but it is simple and unpretentious. Although it is speechless, it silently contributes the fragrance of flowers selflessly. Even if no one appreciates it, it must be the best version of itself! 5. Write a 200-word or 300-word essay about Osmanthus fragrans for junior high school students
The Osmanthus fragrans fell on the moist soil of the tree-lined path. I walked slowly to the foot of the Osmanthus fragrans tree and made a wish.
The autumn wind blew by, carrying the sweet-scented osmanthus and my wishes, slowly disappearing from my sight.
This year's osmanthus tree has not changed. It is the same as the one in childhood. It is still as tall as the people under the osmanthus tree.
When I was an innocent child, my grandmother told me that the osmanthus tree was the most sacred tree and I was not allowed to pick an osmanthus tree. Every morning when the sun is slightly red, grandma will take out a big broom from the yard, bend down, and carefully sweep the fallen leaves under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. After sweeping, grandma will shout softly: "Child, get up quickly. The sweet-scented osmanthus is so beautiful today. You smell it, how fragrant it is..." I stretched and ran out. Grandma smiled at me and touched my forehead. I raised my head and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. The lush leaves were swaying gently in the breeze, just like the strands of my grandma's silver-white hair, swaying slowly. This scene, like the lithograph, is deeply engraved in my mind...
When the Ferris wheel of time is turning little by little, the osmanthus tree is still So tall and straight, it seems that time cannot bring its old face. Grandma is old and I have grown up. Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, my grandma and I enjoyed the beautiful autumn scenery under the tree. Grandma’s hair was all white, just like the trunk of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which also looked a little old. Grandma gently picked up an osmanthus that had been blown to the ground by the wind and tied it in my hair. Grandma smiled and told me that this osmanthus tree was mine.
Under the setting sun, the team of wild geese flew neatly to the south. I sat under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree until their shadows disappeared from my sight. Grandma said softly that the wild geese were about to start a new round of travel again.
One after another, the sweet-scented osmanthus floated on my body and on my grandma’s body. Grandma carefully took the flowers off her body and put them in her notepad.
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree is still so tall and straight.
However, as time moves towards today, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is destined to dry up. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree was old, and the dry bark could no longer cover up the vicissitudes of time. The fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus gradually became fainter. Finally, I learned from my grandma that the sweet-scented osmanthus tree had just been sawed off by the urban management personnel not long ago.
Grandma’s heart suddenly felt a lot empty. She always mentioned in front of me the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that accompanied her through more than 40 years of life.
Grandma seemed to have suddenly become much older. She began to walk with a stooped back and her eyes could not see clearly.
Until the 120 siren woke me up from my sleep. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, and my mother was hurriedly helping my grandma. My mother said that my grandma was sick.
My mother, who has gone through so many ups and downs, also appears so fragile in front of my grandma. At that moment I was stunned. I usually only saw the picture on TV, but that moment really appeared in front of me. I stood motionless. My mother no longer had the energy to comfort me. She just wore slippers. Ran down.
Tears welled up in my eyes. I had thought about this scenario, and I had arranged my role - to be a strong child and not cry. However, it all happened so suddenly that I was not mentally prepared.
The house was empty, and I burst into tears. My tears told me that my grandma was really too old. All the images of looking at my grandma coldly appeared in my mind and could not be dissipated for a long time. At this time, I wanted to say that I regretted it, but these two words are useless now.
I walked to my grandma’s room and opened the notepad that grandma had collected for more than 40 years. The sweet-scented osmanthus inside was also withered. Tears wet the whole flower. The sweet-scented osmanthus looked so much like grandma. I couldn't help but touch those sweet-scented osmanthus. Yes, the sweet-scented osmanthus was withered. I think if the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is still there, it’s time for it to wither.
The osmanthus is beautiful, the osmanthus is fragrant, and the osmanthus is floating.
The words that I am most familiar with rang in my ears. This is my grandma’s favorite saying.
I said silently: Osmanthus is beautiful, sweet-scented, and floating. Tears welled up in my eyes.
I gently opened the page with the sweet-scented osmanthus, took out the sweet-scented osmanthus, walked to the open window on the balcony, and watched the piece of sweet-scented osmanthus floating in the wind, slowly drifting towards my grandma’s bed. direction, drifting to the next autumn... 6. An essay about sweet-scented osmanthus of no less than 200 words
The Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming again.
In the yard where my grandpa lived, there was an osmanthus forest that was older than me. My mother often took me to smell the fragrance of the osmanthus. She said that the most simple and elegant flower in the world is the sweet-scented osmanthus. Its small petals exude a charming and long fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. And when the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms at its most charming, the fragrance is truly haunting. Osmanthus has become my mother's favorite flower, but I don't think so.
Recently, I read "Osmanthus Rain in Hometown" by female writer Qi Jun. The author's "obsession" with the fragrance of osmanthus made me curious about osmanthus. With this curiosity, I found articles about osmanthus such as "The fragrance of osmanthus floats to the sky" and "Hangzhou: Osmanthus rain falls all over the body" to see why people love osmanthus so much.
"Flowers with strong fragrance are either clear or strong, but not both." However, osmanthus has the characteristics of both clear and strong. It has a clear fragrance and a strong fragrance, and its unique With a hint of sweet fragrance, it can always bring people to a wonderful world."
"The trees are full of golden and tiny flowers, dotted with delicate red leaves, and the rich fragrance is just there. The annoying fragrance hits people's hearts and refreshes their souls. It also has a hint of sweetness in the fragrance, which makes people never tire of smelling it.
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What a beautiful sentence, what a beautiful flower. The description of osmanthus in the article is so magical and mythical. I was deeply moved while reading it, as if I had arrived. In a dream of fairy music, I melted into it and enjoyed the beautiful atmosphere. Slowly, I developed a familiar feeling towards the sweet-scented osmanthus.
"Osmanthus fragrans is divided into golden osmanthus, sweet-scented osmanthus and silver osmanthus. , Dangui..." I said to my mother in a sophisticated manner, holding her hand, and walked into the sweet-scented osmanthus forest downstairs under the Mid-Autumn Moon.
From a distance, I I smelled the fragrant fragrance, and a refreshing wind blew by. Look, the osmanthus trees were swaying in the wind. What are they? They are like golden butterflies, like silver ribbons. Floating, floating, falling down to the ground, although there are not as many sweet-scented osmanthus flowers as there are in Qijun’s hometown, I really feel like what Qijun said, it has become “a Western Paradise paved with golden sand.” "Pieces of yellow, small petals, with a strong fragrance, floated on my and my mother's hair, body, and shoes. I stretched out my arms and exclaimed, "Osmanthus rain!" Mom, this is Osmanthus Rain! It turns out that everything in the book is true...how romantic, wonderful, and dreamy! "I raised my head, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fell on my face. Gently, thinly, with the fragrance of flowers, it touched my face and told me.
Osmanthus has never been used before. My heart moved, but it didn't make me happy, but when I walked into it and listened to the words of flowers all over the sky, its speechlessness had already surpassed the sound, and the moment I got closer, it told me everything it had. At the same time, it also told me all its emotions, it told me its pleasant fragrance, it told me its colorful dance... How can this not be exciting? I bathed in a rain of sweet-scented osmanthus. It was all in my dreams that night.
The moon was full and the osmanthus was blooming. This year’s osmanthus was especially fragrant and beautiful! 7. A 200-word essay describing the osmanthus tree
< p> As the annual rings increase, the osmanthus tree in the flower bed downstairs becomes more and more lush. The leaves are so fresh and green, and the oval leaves are piled on top of each other. There is no gap left on the clusters.In the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree spreads for ten miles. The flowers are in clusters, clustered together like naughty children. The sweet-scented osmanthus is like a shining star in the sky at night, but it is made golden by the sun. The sweet-scented osmanthus is famous not for its shape, but for its fragrance that always accompanies us to sleep. Wake up, like an inseparable friend. After autumn, I really can’t bear to leave! Osmanthus is still edible, it is really a natural spice in food!
In this season of sweet osmanthus, it is the best. There is no greater enjoyment than planting an osmanthus tree in front of your home! 8. I want a 200-word essay "Osmanthus Blossoms Bloom"
Osmanthus Blossoms Bloom
In the morning, I walked out of the house! , came to the yard, a cool autumn wind blew, and the charming fragrance was everywhere. I couldn't help but raise my head and asked my mother curiously: "What is this fragrance?" "My mother replied: "This is the fragrance of osmanthus! "It turned out that the sweet-scented osmanthus in our yard was blooming. I quickly ran to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and took a deep breath. It smelled so good!
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree was slim and graceful, with dense leaves growing on it, like A big umbrella. It is green all year round. The small osmanthus flowers are golden and clustered, like little elves hiding in the leaves, smiling when the breeze blows. Falling and flying in the sky, they seem to be showing off their beautiful figures. Slowly, they fall on the ground, like laying a golden carpet on the ground. What a lovely sweet-scented osmanthus tree. I don’t want to leave here. 9. Osmanthus Fragrance Composition
Sister Qiu quietly broke into our lives with light steps. Inadvertently, the fruits were ripe and the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant.
In the golden autumn season, the scenery is pleasant, the autumn air is crisp, the mountains and rivers are magnificent; the grains are abundant, the fruits are fragrant, the spring flowers are harvested and the autumn harvests are stored in the winter; the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the wild geese fly south... red butterflies and yellow birds are like dancers in the autumn wind Dance. It turns out that the red leaves are dancing, and the yellow leaves are floating, like a telegram from the autumn girl, telling people that autumn has arrived! You can't hear the lingering love words of the returning birds ten miles away, but I can smell the lingering love words from ten miles away. The quiet fragrance of osmanthus.
In this harvest season, in this mature season, in this fulfilling season, in this open season, I invite a few close friends to pick spices that can be used together. Secondly, osmanthus can be used to make tea. We were so excited that we held various containers of sweet-scented osmanthus, including glasses, bamboo baskets, and small baskets, and we all laughed.
Well, it smells so good, it’s the scent of osmanthus. I sniffed it hard with my nose again, wishing I could smell it all in one breath.
We all greedily sucked the fragrance of osmanthus. Then, the fragrance penetrated through my nose and penetrated my heart. The osmanthus here is sweet and not greasy. It has a refreshing taste, which is probably a flavor of mint mixed with lemon. Through the nostrils, through the taste buds, a sense of comfort and comfort is immersed in the blood. Later, every pore is blooming, and a wonderful feeling permeates the skin. Then, the whole heart has been wrapped in the sweet fragrance... again After walking for a while, there were several sweet-scented osmanthus trees in front of us.
Looking from a distance, there is almost no difference between the trees. Except for the green leaves, they are still green leaves. If you get closer, you can see small light yellow flowers mixed in the gaps between the leaves. They are very small. Very inconspicuous, this is Osmanthus fragrans. She does not have the fiery passion of roses, the elegance and pride of orchids, nor the enchanting grace of peonies, but she seems to have a magical power that can attract people's attention.
I think one of the reasons is her floral fragrance that can travel ten miles, but more importantly, his noble quality of silent dedication without asking for anything in return. At first glance, and on second thought, isn't Osmanthus the true portrayal of those "most beautiful teachers", "most beautiful drivers" and "most beautiful teachers" in our society today? I picked up a fallen flower, held it in my hand, and looked closely. It had four petals, and the calyx was almost invisible. As I looked at it, I saw the "most beautiful" shadows.
The "most beautiful" needs care, so I carefully put it into a glass bottle, as if she was not a simple osmanthus, but a heart as hot as fire! Look up, reach out, one flower, two flowers, see where you run away, three flowers, four flowers, but you still have to jump into my bottle. I had a great time picking them. The flowers at the bottom of the bottle accumulated layer after layer. I wiped the sweat off my face again and again, and the faint fragrance of flowers also wrapped around my waist.
My fingertips were also secretly stained with the fragrance of flowers, and I didn’t know it was that naughty little flower. At some point, the bottle was full and about to overflow, so I quickly took out another one.
Ah, it was raining sweet-scented osmanthus from the sky. It smelled so good. I slowly stood up and turned around in a small circle. The beautiful and warm scene made me feel like I was in a sea of ??flowers. Looking up, the kid on the tree smiled naughtily at me.
The dusk wiped away the brightness, leaving only a misty silhouette. We each held a lot of fragrant osmanthus, and with a good mood, stepped on the sunset and rushed home.