I love flowers, and my favorites are daffodils and desert roses. They each have their own characteristics. I remember before the Spring Festival, my father bought a lot of flowers, my father just set up, I pointed to the two kinds of flowers and asked my father, "Dad, do they have any characteristics?" Dad said to me unhurriedly, "Daffodils can give out fragrance; and desert roses don't need to be watered often, just once in a few months." I laughed when I heard that and said to my dad, "Dad, it's impossible that desert roses can go for months without watering without dying, so don't lie to me." Dad said, "I'm not lying to you, it's true." I was amazed and said, "So there is this kind of flower in the world!"
Children, you want to know why I like these two flowers? Now I will tell you. Daffodils grow both beautiful and elegant, daffodils have countless white fibrous roots at the bottom, gathered together, like a white bearded grandfather. This is for the growth of daffodils! Daffodils also have large bright green leaves, which add to the beauty of the daffodil. You don't need any fertilizer to grow daffodils, just water. Daffodils also give off a fragrance, I come home from school every day, a burst of flowers in the door, the fragrance of the nose. Desert rose root fat into fleshy roots, trunk head big tail thin, transition natural, branch fat stems thick, growth proportional. The leaves are bright green. Although the desert rose is not as beautiful and fragrant as the daffodil, but it is strong, do not have to take care of often.
I like these flowers because they bring me endless fun!
2. Write a composition on the topic of ''My Favorite Kind of Flower'' ***200 wordsMy Favorite Kind of Flower Composition I One of my favorite flowers is the petunia! Every summer, when the petunia vine grows luxuriantly, one of its small flower bones quietly pokes its head out of the green leaves, and in a few days, these inconspicuous small flower bones quietly blossom in the morning dew. Whenever the morning comes, it opens its mouth and blows a loud trumpet to welcome the first ray of sunshine in the morning. When the sun rises higher and higher, it shyly closed its little face, to keep the moisture to sleep, for tomorrow morning more colorful bloom to prepare. In September, its flowers turn into tiny balls. Each ball contains four to six seeds, some of which fall into the soil; others flutter in the wind, waiting for the call of the next spring. Petunias add vitality to the morning, and genuinely add color to nature. I love you - petunia! Some people like the graceful peony, some like the small and delicate daffodil, some like the lotus, but I love chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums are red, yellow and white, among which my favorite is the yellow chrysanthemum. Some of them are budding, some of them are like the drooping head of a child who has done something wrong, some of them are like the smiling face of a child when he is happy, and some of them are like the paws of a tiger. There are many different kinds of beautiful. One morning, I just got up, open the window, there is a wind blowing, the cold air, I was freezing straight shivering, at this time, I remembered my pearl - chrysanthemums. I hurriedly put on the clothes, like an arrow rushed to the balcony - where the chrysanthemums, then, I found it still standing there, as if to accept the test of the autumn wind. The chrysanthemum is not a favorite flower, and there is no other flower in bloom. I love you, beautiful chrysanthemum! In my mind, you will always be the king of flowers! Essay three Zhou Dunyi once praised the lotus flower: "out of the silt but not stained, Maundy and not demon." Also praised the lotus is the flower of the gentleman, I also praise the lotus. Sunday, my mother and I came to the park to play, happy to come to the lotus pond, fortunate to enjoy the lotus in full bloom. A pool of lotus standing, like a group of girls. Some of them are pink. Some are light pink. Some are white as jade. Some look like the evening sun. Some are in bud. Some bloom. Some are in full bloom. Some of the emerging ...... Lotus leaves are big and fat, like a big funnel, the dewdrops on the lotus leaves crystal clear from afar, red and green is a beautiful landscape, next to the green grass, colorful flowers, and exuberant trees, are not as beautiful as the lotus, walking on the road is like walking on the lotus leaves. Suddenly I remembered one of Yang Wanli's poems: "The lotus leaves are endlessly blue, and the lotus flowers are differently red." I could smell the fragrance of the lotus flowers from far away, it was intoxicating. Suddenly it started to rain, my mom and I rushed to the pavilion to avoid the rain, at this time, I was worried about the lotus flowers will not be so heavy rain hit the disabled. After the rain, I ran to the lotus pond, was stunned by the scene in front of me, the lotus is still so proudly standing, washed by the rain lotus, more beautiful. The lotus is more beautiful and colorful. Lotus, you put the fragrance and beauty to the people, not afraid of the spirit of the wind and rain is how valuable ah! How many other people in the world are like the lotus? In the future, I also want to learn from the lotus as silent dedication to the spirit of perseverance.
3. How to write my favorite flowerMy favorite flower is the lotus. In summer, she looks like a delicate little girl, wearing a pink or white dress, standing on the water.
Once, our family of three played in the West Lake Park. After playing for a long time, we were tired and sweaty, so we sat by the river to rest. It was summer, and the river was full of a large green and blue lotus leaves, like a big disk. In the middle of the lotus leaf is full of a lotus flower, some of the full open, revealing the tender yellow lotus seedling, in the sunlight as a round gem, shining; some only bloom a few petals, like a shy little girl, smiling at people.
A gust of wind blew, the lotus leaves undulate with the wind, like rolling up the green waves; lotus flowers also danced happily, the small fish swam over, in the lotus leaves under the joy of the game; frogs take the lotus leaves as a stage, singing on it; dragonflies in the lotus dance, as if in the lotus than the beauty of it!
Looking at the charming lotus flowers, enjoy the cool breeze blowing, I was intoxicated, how I hope that one day my bed will become a lotus bed, sleep on it, absolutely fragrant and sweet, but also can do a good dream!
The lotus is not only beautiful, but also very useful. The stems underneath the lotus are the lotus root that we usually love to eat, and the lotus can be used to make tea, put some sugar, beautiful flavor, and the yellow lotus in the middle of the lotus can be eaten, although the middle of the heart of the lotus seed is very bitter, but it has the effect of clearing away the heat and removing the toxins.
Lotus, I love your beautiful appearance, I love your whole body is the quality of treasure!
4. Write one of your favorite flowersI love dandelions Wherever there is wind, there will be dandelions. --Dandelion, a kind of herb, white, rely on the wind to spread the seeds. Where there is wind, there will be dandelion seeds. I like dandelion. I like her freedom to float with the wind. Whenever the breeze blows, every dandelion mom and dad will put their children on the wind train with their own hands, hoping that their children can follow the wind and fly to a warm place, then take root and sprout. I envy the dandelion and its freedom. For me, freedom is just a luxury, or even a wish. The only thing that accompanied me in my childhood was books. Where can I go like a dandelion, going wherever I want, not bound by space, facing the future, hoping, imagining, longing ....... I praise the dandelion. The white color of her body represents simplicity and purity of heart. Do not want to peach blossom so colorful, not like the greenhouse of expensive flowers so noble, there is only a pure and simple. Wherever there is wind, there will be dandelions. If I could, I would like to be a dandelion in my next life, drifting with the wind towards an unknown future, fantasizing and longing. Then, I would find a place to take root and sprout. If I could, I would like to be a dandelion in my next life, a white dandelion, a dandelion drifting with the wind. Dandelion, an herb, white, spreads its seeds by the wind. Wherever there is wind, there are dandelion seeds. I like dandelions. I like the freedom of the dandelion to float in the wind. Whenever the breeze blows, every dandelion mom and dad will put their children on the wind train with their own hands, hoping that their children can follow the wind and fly to a warm place, then take root and sprout. I envy the dandelion and its freedom. For me, freedom is just a luxury, or even a wish. The only thing that accompanied me in my childhood was books. Where can I go like a dandelion, going wherever I want, not bound by space, facing the future, hoping, imagining, longing ....... I praise the dandelion. The white color of her body represents simplicity and purity of heart. Do not want to peach blossom so colorful, not like the greenhouse of expensive flowers so noble, there is only a pure and simple. Wherever there is wind, there will be dandelions. If I could, I would like to be a dandelion in my next life, drifting with the wind towards an unknown future, fantasizing and longing. And then, find a place to take root and sprout. If possible, I would like to be a dandelion in the next life, a white dandelion, a dandelion drifting with the wind.
5. Write a short essay on the topic of favorite flowersMy family has just moved into a new house in December.
Aunt bought a few pots of flowers to, daffodils, hanging blue, hair tree, moon season ......, go I looked and smelled, white pots inlaid with cymbidium, ancient, several pots of flowers and grasses green, fragrant. Most of my favorite flowers - daffodils, also in it.
Narcissus, it does not need fertilizer, a little water on the line, the South is the wild growth of our mainland only need warmth and sunshine, the best is the floor heating. Cold waxing, it blossomed, one, two, three ...... small white flowers, lined with yellow stamens, delicate and weak, the breeze blew, moving, fragrant, refreshing into the heart, I was intoxicated.
In the blink of an eye, three weeks have passed, the Spring Festival has arrived, the daffodils withered. I was depressed for a few days, the afterglow is still in the favorite flowers and plants model has been printed into my heart.
Narcissus, the gentleman in the flower, the earliest in the bushes, the earliest silent. The fragrance of the nose, is the best symbol of flowers.
6. A my favorite flower to write an essay on the subjectTitle: My favorite lotus flower on a boat, swinging through the blue water lake, push away the layers of ripples, to enjoy the lotus flowers.
Lotus, your lonely and noble flowers, broad and calm leaves, a vein of stems, deep rooted in the mud, points, lines, surfaces clever combination of paintings, won the favor of the world. Lotus, your fair lady-like voluminous lines, pure and clean beautiful colors, the perfect unity of the inner appearance, the richness of the connotation of a love, won the appreciation of people.
"Out of the silt and not stained, Maundy League and not demon" - is the praise of your incorruptible, pure and innocent soul. "Willow branches of manna sprinkled, lotus pool wise wind born" - is the praise of your compassionate and calm, auspicious and beautiful intentions.
Lotus, you have a completely selfless dedication. You selflessly give everything you have, from flowers to leaves, to seeds, to roots, can be used in dishes, can be used as a good medicine, the whole body is a treasure, the whole dedication.
Lotus, you have the noble quality of integrity. You are rooted in the sludge, cherish self-cleaning, to maintain the natural beauty of the original color.
Although the environment is cold and sad, but you do not sigh the world, do not complain about the bad times and bad luck, do not submit to the environment, do not stained with dirt, as usual, settled, as the case may be, at ease, at ease, the pursuit of perfection. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Lotus, you have a separate and vivid personality. You do not rely on high branches, flowers bloom alone; you are dignified and elegant, subtle and deep; you are open and generous, open and honest; you are fresh and meaningful, elegant and interesting; you Puyu Munchkin, self-cleaning and self-love; you are standing, unique.
Lotus, you have a friendly and generous tender feelings. You are kind and gentle, humble and beneficial to the group, with the crowd and born, choose the good and follow, happy **** place.
Your natural qualifications of the lotus root, symbolizing the loyalty of the noble sentiments; your natural beauty of the clear and innocent, representing the richness of the connotation of love. Lotus, you dedication to the beauty of the essence of the individuality of the beauty of the sinews, self-cleaning beauty of the skin, the connotation of the beauty of love, depicting a picture of goodness and beauty.
Lotus, you seek truth and beauty, love the world's feelings, transcendent God, elegant style of the state, composed a song of truth, goodness and beauty of the ode. I sing your praises, praise you, lotus flower! I appreciate you, love you, lotus! The city (^ω^) =.
7. How to write an essay on my favorite flowerPart 1: My favorite flower I like roses, roses are so beautiful red.
I think the flowers are so beautiful, then I'll plant them! Said move, the next day I bought some seeds, I planted the seeds in the ground, I watered the seeds, fertilizer, after a few weeks, the seeds are germinating, after a few months, the small buds grow taller, and after a few months of today's roses can not help but slowly, slowly stretching their arms, one after another in full bloom. This is the smile of the rose tree.
I looked at the happy smile. Part II: My favorite kind of flower Spring is the season of flowers, flowers compete, there are pink peach blossoms, golden spring flowers, snow-white pear, but my favorite cherry blossoms.
The cherry blossoms hang all over the branches, there are more than a dozen flower balls on one branch, and even the branches are bent. From a distance, it looks like a large colorful carpet, beautiful.
A closer look at the flower is pentagram-shaped, the flower center is below the white above the yellow, like a small bean sprouts, the wind blew, the flower nodded to the passers-by. It is very colorful, white, pink and red, etc., look at this one is like hanging full of "silver" of the wealth tree, another is like a powdered little girl.
Cherry blossoms are not only for people to see, there are other roles, such as beauty, tea and so on. Cherry blossoms can also make dresses, what? Make skirts? That's right, the dexterous can put a piece of petals embroidered on the skirt it! Ah, cherry blossoms, you have exchanged your life for the happiness of mankind, I like you! Episode 3: I like the blossom Lu Xiaoliang, Dongyang Wuning No. 1 Middle School, with the beauty of the moment, eternity this time. --There is such a kind of flower, it does not have the fragrance of incense, no peony's colorful, no rose's charm, but it has the lotus's "water out of the hibiscus, naturally unadorned", the red apricot's graceful, and the tulip's shyness. It's the blossom. I like this flower, I like it very much, although I only saw it once, but I will never forget it. I was 6 years old and an impatient child. I had a meter-high pot of blossoms at home, and as summer and autumn approached, the buds of the blossoms got bigger and bigger, and finally late one night, my mother was surprised to find that the blossoms had blossomed! Mom called my father and me up, and when we watched it, the blossoms had opened for a big part of the day, but we could also see one or two of them slowly opening up, and the petals of the blossoms were opening in an orderly manner, and the moon in the sky was rather gray, and the stars were sparse and a few, and the blossoms had a kind of indescribable and mysterious white light, which was like a collection of the moon's and the stars' light in general. The outermost layer of the petals of the blossom has two colors, to the outside is crimson, to the inside is white, flowers outside are this white, can not be said to be pure white can not be said to be milky white, just feel that this white white is not white nothing, but white is very connotative. Looking at, I fell asleep. The next day to see, it has long been thankful. At that time, I sighed while picking up the petals that fell on the ground. When I remembered it again, I didn't feel sorry for it. Because I realized that "the light of the world is clear, and life is like a dream, but it's a joy". Everything in the world has its own life span, perhaps this is the fate of the blossom, the red face is also thin life. For this short-lived destiny, she seems to have no time to complain. Showing herself is her life's work. It has the shortest life, but also gained the most beautiful life, the most wonderful life. Shouldn't we learn something from its life? We like blip, not only because of its beauty, but also because of its passion for life, but also because it can burst out the infinite energy of life in a limited time. Tulip, cactus family, herb, open at night, have a fragrance, early morning that is thank ...... Part 4: I like tulips There is a kind of flower, although not as passionate as roses, lotus so quiet, daffodil so pure, plum blossom so firm, peony so noble, but it is always full of elegance and purity, and it is the and the windmill, cheese, wooden shoes together. It is the tulip, which has been named the "Four Treasures of Holland" together with the windmill, cheese and wooden shoes.
Every year, the time of the year, a buds unfolded in one fell swoop, from high to low, the color from dark to light, clusters of clusters, crowded, lush, high and short staggered, jagged, pavilions, each competing with each other, like torches burning, a piece of land, "make-up" like a tapestry, from the known as the "King's blood", the "King's blood". From the yellow tulips with red dots called "King's Blood", the red flowers with stripes called "Olympic Torch", the red flowers with curled trips called "Lover's Kiss" to the red flowers called "Lover's Kiss" by the writer Alexandre Dumas in the past. The writer Alexandre Dumas called "so gorgeous that people can not open their eyes, so perfect that people can not get up" "black widow", of course, this black tulips are not really black, just purple black. "One side of the soil to raise a side of talent", yes, the charm of the tulip made countless professionals fell, no matter in the White House, in the Louvre Museum and so on the world-famous tourist attractions have its traces, countless tourists have come to browse and watch its face, art flower arrangement, it is a rare and precious flower material.
I believe that people who have read Li Bai's "Hakushu" will know two lines inside: "Lanling wine tulips, jade bowl to amber light". Why are there tulips here? A little secret: the tulip's hometown is really in the Tibetan Plateau in China! Episode 5: My favorite lotus flower Flower, what a beautiful word.
I love flowers, my favorite is the lotus. Lotus is not as noble and graceful as peony, not as cold and beautiful as moonflower, not as elegant and chaste as chrysanthemum, not as elegant and handsome as plum blossom.
But it has its own soft beauty. Lotus is not more gnarled and graceful than camellia, not more colorful than azalea, not more elegant than orchids, not more beautiful than Narcissus wave.
But the lotus, but there is that temperament, clean temperament. Lotus, is a perennial aquatic flowers, water lily family, native to subtropical and temperate regions.
Lotus in our country in ancient times, also known as water hibiscus, it is extremely strong growth capacity. It is now known as the regional flower of the Macau Administrative Region, the city flower of Jinan, Shandong Province, and the national flower of Egypt.
It has an important position among the ten famous flowers in China. The lotus flower opens from June to September, and by the end of May it draws its stems amidst clusters of lotus leaves.
In early June, a small flower skeleton swaying in the wind, from time to time there are droplets of water on it, like the sweat of the blossom. In mid-June, the lotus opened! White and red delicate petals in the blue sky and green water under the background, especially beautiful.
They showed a smile of relief, gently swinging the curls of the stem, pink petals like a beautiful fairy, embracing the inside of the lovely green spirit. Lotus flowers emit a mesmerizing aroma.
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8. Write a short essay on the topic of favorite flowersMy family just moved into a new house in December. Aunt bought a few pots of flowers to, daffodils, hanging blue, hair tree, moon season ......, go I looked and smelled, white pots inlaid with cymbidium, ancient, a few pots of flowers and plants green, fragrant. Most of my favorite flowers - daffodils, also in it.
Narcissus, it does not need fertilizer, a little water on the line, the South is the wild growth of our mainland only need warmth and sunshine, the best is the floor heating. Cold waxing, it blossomed, one, two, three ...... small white flowers, lined with yellow stamens, delicate and weak, the breeze blew, moving, fragrant, refreshing into the heart, I was intoxicated.
In the blink of an eye, three weeks have passed, the Spring Festival has arrived, the daffodils withered. I was depressed for a few days, the afterglow is still in the favorite flowers and plants model has been printed into my heart.
Narcissus, the gentleman in the flower, the earliest in the bushes, the earliest silent. It is the best symbol of the flowers.
9. My favorite writing flower essayThere is a flower in the court, the reason why it is called a flower, because it is a tall acacia tree. Standing tall in the blue sky, clear and fresh to hold up a piece of heaven and earth to come. Early morning fog is too thick, the flowers will be a dulcet and a dulcet and crowded. The flower gas is too thick, thick into the fragrance of white, and a trace of a wisp moistened in the clear wind, loose and sparse hanging down, tinkling bells shaking into the sunshine in the thin wind chimes.
Such a beautiful flower, every March to provoke how many children's joy and desire.
However, my little cousin said, "I want to plant the same flower."
"What kind of flower does Joy want to plant?" I teased her. I teased her.
After making the rounds of the yard, she pointed to a dirt gray pot in the corner and said, "Here, that's it."
I took a look and almost fell over laughing. It was a pot of half-dead bamboos, abandoned by mom. Not to mention the thin and flimsy stems, tiny leaves and breathless rhythms, just whether or not the bamboos can bloom, is enough for my little cousin to study.
"No way. You have to realize that a manchu is a manchu and an acacia tree is an acacia tree, and a manchu can never become a flower."
Joy made a little face and didn't say a word. The only one who huffed and puffed to move the flowers to their own "sphere of influence".
From then on, outside the window is the enchanting acacia tree, inside the window is the sickly Wenzhu.
Spring is over. Poplar trees, fine grass, paper mandarin ducks fluttering, children laughing. My little cousin is the only one who made a plan to raise flowers, strictly enforced, never lazy.
Summer is over. The lotus countryside bursts, the sound of insects, everywhere flowers, branches and leaves. Only my little cousin alone loves flowers and protects them, loosening the soil and watering.
The fall is over. Autumn wind, falling leaves, fruitful, rice fragrance. Only my little cousin one person to talk to the flowers, looking at the flowers into obsession.
Winter is over. Snow-capped, agar trees, everything is silent, Qi family reunion. Only my little cousin sits on the flower, two companions.
Another year of spring. The first thing I did was to get the money to pay for the new car, and then I had to pay for the new car, and then I had to pay for the new car. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said! What kind of labor flowers, a grass to be able to become a flower, but not a joke?" I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
When I went to see her, it was in March when the acacia flowers bloomed. I was afraid that she was sad, then pulled the curtain. She shouted, "Don't close it, don't close it, sister went to carry my flowers."
According to the words. She pointed to the bamboos and said, "Does it look good, my flowers?" I thought to myself, "There's no such thing as a flower, are you burnt out? She also pointed to the tips of the buds that had just sprouted and said, "That's not a flower?" The tip of the stem will not open, seems to bloom not bloom, a hint of green from the center of the seeping out, really is a flower. My eyes a hot, hugged her and said: "is the flower, the bamboo and acacia tree is two of the same beautiful flowers."
Outside the window, inside the window, the dark fragrance floating.