Pear flower composition 300 words

In our daily study, work and life, we often come into contact with composition. Writing a composition is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is a 300-word pear flower composition I compiled for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Pear Flower Composition 300 words 1 In the town of Pear Flower in March, the snow is falling, covered in silver, and it is the spring bud of MengMeng. Another pear blossom festival is the most beautiful time in my hometown. My mother and I are going to see pear blossoms.

Walking on the road, you can see pear flowers as white as snow, peach blossom powder as sunset and rape flowers as golden. Apple flowers and small blue flowers on the roadside also came to join in the fun. Apple flowers are pink and white, small and exquisite, like gems. Small blue flowers are clustered here and there, which looks foggy and makes people feel like they are in a fairyland.

Walking into the pear garden, a faint fragrance came to the nose. The pear blossoms on the tree remind me of the poem of Cen Can, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "Night comes like spring breeze, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". The breeze blew and the petals fell gently, as if this beautiful carpet had been laid to meet us.

Some pear trees are nestled next to peach trees, and some are embedded between wheat seedlings and rape flowers, forming a wonderful picture. Look at the pears on the pear tree. Some have all bloomed, like lovely little girls curiously filling the world around them. Some only spread out two or three pieces, revealing golden "small curly hair"; There are flowers and bones in bud, just like a pearl, full to burst. They always live in small groups because they are afraid of loneliness? Or are they telling their own stories? Looking at it, I seem to have become a little bee, dancing happily among the flowers, weaving fairy tales with them this spring.

I love pear flower, love her ice and snow, elegant and lovely, and love her extraordinary temperament.

Pear flower composition 300 words 2 April, pear blossoms. From a distance, it is as spectacular as the rough waves on the sea, and from a close distance, it is as crystal clear as the snow in winter.

Pear is my favorite flower. What I admire most about pear flower is its flawless white quality. The white petals are as elegant as white clouds, and the yellow core in the middle is as thorough as the bright moon at night. What beautiful flowers!

The blooming pear blossoms shine on the branches like a layer of snow, while the unopened pear blossoms are in bud like candy. The fragrance of flowers is refreshing and more intoxicating than any perfume.

Pears wither and turn into red Nanguo pears. The strong smell of wine makes people intoxicated in their hearts.

Pears are crystal clear as snow in winter, and the autumn moon is bright. The fruit of pear trees can be eaten, and flowers can be turned into tea. The spirit of selfless dedication to the people silently is admirable. I like pear flowers.

Pear Flower Composition 300 Words 3 Spring has arrived, and pear flowers are everywhere. If you don't know it's pear, you think it's snow that hasn't melted in winter.

One day, I went to the mountain to play and saw many pear trees in the distance. I have a pear flower falls in my hand. I held it up and saw that the petals were as white as snow and the stamens were as golden as gold. It's really beautiful. Looking at it again, a large piece of white "heavy snow" on the mountain over there is shining with crystal light.

Looking at the beautiful pear blossoms all over the mountain, it seems that after a few days, the white pear suddenly withered, and after falling, our specialty Nanguo pear was produced. In autumn, my mother and I went up the mountain to pick them. My mother and I saw a big pear tree over there with many pears. My mother and I picked two baskets and went home happily. I ate a sweet and delicious fruit pear, not to mention how beautiful it was!

A gust of wind blew, and the pear blossoms in front of me fell like flying snowflakes. I looked at the faint petals and smelled the intoxicating flowers, and the whole person was intoxicated by this beautiful pear flower.

I like pieces of white "heavy snow", and I also like Nanguo pear.

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Suddenly, I saw a small pear flower in the distance, and the spring breeze opened. Many small pear blossoms fall from the trees and fly in the air, like lively and clever little butterflies. The earth seems to be wearing a veil. Ah! It's really "like the spring breeze blowing, thousands of small pear blossoms bloom at night." Mother pear tree seems to be dressed in white and green, with graceful branches, which are scrambling to extend outward, standing proudly there like clusters of beautiful corals.

I approached the pear tree and observed it carefully. I found that the leaves of pear trees are dark green, and the small pear on the tree has five petals. Some just spread two or three petals, but they are still as white as snow; Some petals are all spread out, revealing slender stamens and dancing gently in the petals; Some are showy, and it looks like a little girl is ashamed to show her face. How beautiful pear trees are! If bees and butterflies come as companions, it will be even more dreamy.

Spring gives life to all things and makes the world full of vitality. Pear trees bring a lot of beauty to spring, which constitutes the magnificent scenery of nature in spring.

Early in the morning, I went to the park to play. I smelled a faint fragrance as soon as I entered the door. I ran quickly to the pear tree.

Pear blossoms have blossomed a lot. From a distance, they look like fragrant white clouds. Take a closer look. Flowers as white as snow are covered with branches. Some are showy, and when they look full, they will burst soon; Some just spread out two or three petals, smiling like a shy girl hiding her face; Some petals are all unfolded, revealing a pale yellow stamen.

So many Pak Lei flowers have blossomed, one is more beautiful and the other is more fragrant. Look at this. It's beautiful. Look at that. It's also beautiful. If we regard these clusters of pear blossoms as large-scale living paintings, the artist's skill is really amazing!

I suddenly feel like a pear flower, dressed in snow-white clothes, standing in the sun, a breeze blowing, I danced with a bunch of pear flowers. After a while, the wind passed and I stood there quietly. Butterflies flew over and sucked on the flowers, telling me the sweetness of pollen. White clouds float over and stop overhead, telling me the blue sky.

It took me a long time to remember that I am not a pear flower, I am watching a pear flower!

Haicheng is the hometown of Nanguo pear, and my favorite flower is pear.

"Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." The color of pear flower is white, which represents purity and elegance.

I like pear flowers best. Spring has arrived, pear blossoms are in full bloom, and hardworking bees are dancing in the pear blossom forest, dancing like little angels in fairyland. Looking from a distance, the pear blossoms all over the mountain are like a piece of pure white cloth, gently spread on the mountain in our hometown, which is spectacular!

In autumn, the fruit is ripe, and so is my favorite fruit, Nanguo pear. I picked a Nanguo pear and rubbed it with my hand. I gently bit off its thin coat, sweet and delicious.

I love pear, I love its noble and dignified posture, white as snow, and I love its quality even more.

I went to Lihua Park in the early morning and smelled a fragrance as soon as I entered the door. I ran quickly to the pear blossom forest.

Pear blossoms bloom a lot, dense, like a lovely little girl, sticking her head out of the green branches and looking at the spring world curiously. Some only spread two or three petals; Some petals are all open, revealing yellow "small curly hair"; And floret bones, like white pearls. There are so many pears, one next to the other. Some hold their heads back, as if embracing the beautiful spring with open arms; Some bow their heads like a shy little girl; There are also half-opened and half-closed, as if orchid fingers are showing off their beauty. Being in the sea of flowers, I really want to become a beautiful butterfly and dance with the "pear flower fairy" with the breeze in the bright sunshine. I also want to be a hardworking little bee, to kiss these lovely "little girls" and wish them sweet fruits. For a long time, I didn't know it was past noon, so I reluctantly said goodbye to Lihua Park.

In the evening, those beautiful "pear fairies" came back to my dream. ...

Some people like bright and beautiful rose, some people like beautiful peony, some people like clean and elegant magnolia, some people like quiet and gentle Clivia … but I like white pear.

The calendar in winter is turning from page to page, spring is coming, and several pear trees downstairs are in full bloom on time. After gaining momentum in the cold winter and moistening in the spring, every pear tree looks so full of vitality. Pieces of white pear, clusters, clusters, just like branches. It's snowy and beautiful! The green leaves are eclipsed by the silver pears, and they hide generously under the flowers. Pears have different shapes, and some bloom shyly, like white pearls covered with branches; Some have opened a few petals, like a small white trumpet, with fine velvet flowers wrapped around them and a red hat at the top, like a leisurely and beautiful "sleeping beauty"; Some have been in full bloom, and the snow-white petals are like a fairy's white gauze skirt, dancing with the wind and dancing in the air like butterflies. The breeze is blowing, and the flowers are fragrant and refreshing, which makes me relaxed and comfortable. I can't help but think of the poem of Cen Can, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "It's like a spring breeze, which blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees at night." What a beautiful scenery it is! How can it not be fascinating and exciting?

I like pear flowers, and I prefer the whiteness of pear flowers.

Yesterday, I couldn't see the color and taste of spring. Today, I see flowers everywhere, and spring is beautiful. Spring came to us in the blink of an eye. It's the annual pear blossom festival again! Thinking of this, my heart beat into the pear garden and soaked in the ocean of pear blossoms.

Standing on the flower viewing platform, looking down at the pear flowers in the garden, the world is full of flowers, and I seem to be submerged in this white ocean. At this time, there is only appreciation and shock, no language. Go up the steps, quietly look at the pear blossoms, look at this tree, it's beautiful, look at that tree, it's even more beautiful. Just like a game, it blooms freely in the sun. These trees are different in age and trunk, some are like twists, some are innocent and some are graceful. The breeze blew, and some petals fell with the wind. From a distance, it looks like a fairy descended from the earth; I went deep into it, savoring the spring of birds and flowers, as if I had entered a dream.

The weather is clear and the sky is light blue, transparent and pure. Looking around, it is so white that people can't bear to leave, so white that people can't bear to touch it, for fear of soiling this beautiful spirit.

Pear flower composition 300 words 10 "Blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees" probably describes the pear flower festival that people here have celebrated. The pear blossom festival starts around March 16 every year. At that time, people from all over the world will come to watch. Of course, we are not the only ones who have the pear blossom festival, otherwise there will be a "super traffic jam" here.

Snow-white pear blossoms are everywhere, and snow is everywhere. Pears are generally white, with clusters on the branches, and pear trees one after another, just like a heavy snow. Lovers sit under the tree and talk sweetly. Flowers fall on their shoulders and feet, on children chasing each other under pear trees, on old people who depend on each other, and on small books read under trees. When the wind blows, it snows harder. A thick layer fell to the ground. I'm afraid sitting on the ground won't hurt at this time. Pear Blossom Festival Square is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Some people sell food, some people sell toys, some people sell balloons and some people sell all kinds of gadgets. My aunt will not miss this business opportunity, even if she only sells potato jelly, she can earn two or three thousand yuan! The smell of pear blossoms aroused everyone's appetite, and everyone found themselves hungry when they smelled the smell. Go shopping in droves. Soon, the sun disappeared and went home. Everyone got on the bus again and went home one after another. The procession home is like a long queue with no end in sight.

The pear blossom festival has passed, but the happiness brought by pear blossoms will not pass, because we know that pear blossoms bring more than happiness.

There is a pear tree in front of my house. In April, when the spring breeze blows, pear blossoms will be in full bloom.

In less than ten days, the small green bone buds have changed from the size of rice grains to pale white flowers! There are several yellow stamens in the middle, and two green leaves are set off at the bottom of the flower.

A single pear flower is not necessarily beautiful, but a pear tree is different. Thousands of pear flowers form a snow-white whole, just like Chang 'e in a plain skirt, standing in the spring breeze. As soon as the breeze passed, it was like dancing.

The peach blossoms in my neighbor's house have withered these days, but the pear blossoms in my house have blossomed! It rained all night in the spring rain last night, and I saw the peach blossoms in my neighbor's house in the morning, yeah! Yesterday it was pink peach blossom, but now there are few left. Sparse flowers make people feel so pitiful.

Where is my pear? Wow, this is a white silver mountain. Raindrops dripped from the branches and petals of pear trees. None of the petals on the ground were knocked off by the spring rain. The whole pear tree looks so dazzling that it seems brighter than before. The morning sun shines on the pear flowers, and the Yinshan has become a golden mountain again!

A breeze blew, and the pear blossoms trembled and swayed on the branches. The falling water drops splashed on the face and slipped naughtily. Send it to your mouth and lick it with your tongue. It's sweet and cold.

Ah! What beautiful scenery and lovely pear blossoms! Wind and rain, you are more tenacious! Pear flower, your ordinary flower, is pregnant with gratifying harvest and fruitful results. Pear flower, you are the most beautiful flower in my heart!

Yesterday, I couldn't see the color and smell of spring. Today, I see flowers everywhere, and spring is beautiful. Spring came to us in the blink of an eye. It's the annual pear blossom festival again! Thinking of this, my heart beat into the pear garden and soaked in the ocean of pear blossoms.

Standing on the flower viewing platform, looking down at the pear flowers in the garden, the world is full of flowers, and I seem to be submerged in this white ocean. At this time, there is only appreciation and shock, no language. Go up the steps, quietly look at the pear blossoms, look at this tree, it's beautiful, look at that tree, it's even more beautiful. Just like a game, it blooms in the sun. These trees are different in age and trunk, some are like twists, some are innocent and some are graceful. The breeze blew, and some petals fell with the wind. From a distance, it looks like a fairy descended from the earth; I went deep into it, savoring the spring of birds and flowers, as if I had entered a dream.

The weather is clear and the sky is light blue, transparent and pure. Looking around, it is so white that people can't bear to leave, so white that people can't bear to touch it, for fear of soiling this beautiful spirit.

Pear flower composition 300 words 13 Whenever the end of March and the beginning of April, pear flowers will be in full bloom. I don't know if it is a snowflake hanging on the tree from a distance, but when I look closely, it is a beautiful pear flower.

Pears are in full bloom, and the white flowers are full of fragrance, as if they can be smelled one kilometer away. When the wind blows, the flowers on the branches flutter with the wind, especially like rolling waves on the sea. How beautiful! Its yellow stamens are delicate and delicate, and its white petals are particularly beautiful. Pears are not like some flowers. The bottom of the flower is bare and has no leaves. There are leaves under the pear. Against the green leaves, Pak Lei looks more exquisite and beautiful, so I don't think the color will be too monotonous. Pear blossoms bloom on the hillside, so it looks like a white mountain from a distance, as if the snow in winter has not melted yet.

The white color of pear blossoms looks like a white ocean from a distance, and the waves are spectacular. I know that the flowering period of pear flower is very short, only ten days, and then it slowly fades and begins to bear fruit. The sweet and delicious Nanguo pear is a beautiful scenery in our hometown.

I also like pear flowers very much, and I prefer the selfless dedication of pear trees.

Pear flower composition 300 words 14 pear flower is a kind of snow-white flower, and its whiteness can be comparable to that of snow. Spring and March are the seasons when pears are in full bloom.

When spring arrived, as soon as I opened the door, I saw that the pear blossoms in the community were very vigorous. I couldn't help saying, "It's like the strong wind in spring, which came up at night and blew the petals of ten thousand pear trees."

Pear blossoms full of trees, like crystal clear snow, fall on dazzling branches, making the flowers beautiful and attractive. Pear flowers are stuck in the soil with brown trunks, and a touching pear flower grows on the tough tree. It's really soft outside and hard inside!

Under the call of spring water, pear trees grow pure flowers. Does it imitate plum blossoms in winter?

Pear flower is not only beautiful in appearance, but also helps people to dedicate the fruits of harvest and produce delicious Nanguo pear, which is a specialty of my hometown.

Ah, pear flowers are as pure as plum blossoms, as simple as fruit trees and as white as snow. I like pear flowers.

My hometown is remote and economically backward, but everyone likes to grow pear trees. Because of its small scale, it did not bring any benefits to hometown people. The pears planted have become snacks for their children, but pears have become a unique landscape. Every spring, pear blossoms are thick and endless, and the canopy seems to be covered with thick snow.

One Sunday afternoon, I went to see pear blossoms with some friends. From a distance, pear trees look like rime in winter, more like white clouds rising on the horizon, which is very attractive. Walking into the Woods, the breeze blows on my face, and pear blossoms fall like snow. I seem to have entered the world of winter. Snowflakes fell on my head and brushed my face and body gently. I can't help reaching out. Gently stroke the protruding bud on the flower branch. Tender and tender, like the soft wings just shed by cicadas, so hard and unyielding when you touch the thin pear branches again.

When we came to the depths of pear trees, we gulped fresh air and felt very comfortable. Looking up, the flowers are blooming, and the fresh little white flowers are clustered one after another. The wind is blowing, the branches are shaking, and it is raining pear flowers in the air, which falls on our faces and hearts.

The wind blows our hair and clothes like butterflies dancing. Enough frolicking, just lying on the land covered with pear blossoms and fragrant flowers, looking at the distant sky, immersed in infinite reverie. Looking at the standing pear trees and smelling the refreshing fragrance of pear flowers, my heart was intoxicated.