I love my campus, but I love mango trees on campus more.
Walking into the campus, a tall and bare mango tree is neatly arranged on both sides of the road. They are my good partners and spent a wonderful time with me.
The teacher of mango tree is so thick that several students can hold it hand in hand. They are very tall, you will be surprised to hear them, as high as three floors! Bark feels rough, convex here and concave there, and looks very special, some like eyes, some like mouth, some like football, and it is really ubiquitous. Their branches are long and curved, forming a huge palm that extends in all directions. It has dense branches and leaves, propped up like a green tent, adding vitality to the campus.
In spring, the leaves of mango trees appear new green, and clusters of leaves are like a green velvet umbrella, which provides us with a shelter from the wind and rain. As usual, we played games happily under the tree, and the laughter of our classmates echoed in the campus, as if thanking Father Tree.
In summer, the violent sun shines on the head, and the dense branches and leaves block the sun for the students. These mango trees have become natural air conditioners, and the cool breeze brings us coolness, which is really comfortable.
In autumn, the trees are covered with yellow fluff balls, and yellow butterfly-like leaves fall down. The tree is covered with layers, and the beads look soft like those on the carpet. At this time, we collect them together as primary fuel.
In winter, the wind blows and the rain blows, everywhere is wet, and the rain drops on the leaves, like strings of pearls scattered on the leaves, which is more beautiful. In the cold winter, mango trees stood there regardless of the cold, as if telling us to overcome difficulties and not to be intimidated by them.
Mango tree, you'd rather shower yourself to shelter us from the wind and rain; You'd rather keep selenium for yourself and give us shade. How much happiness and enlightenment you have given us!
I love mango trees, and I also call on people to protect our friends-trees.
There is a small yard in my home, and there is a mango tree next to it, with lush foliage. In spring, mango trees spit out tender leaves; In summer, mango trees grow lush branches and leaves to cover the hot sun overhead for pedestrians to enjoy the cool; In autumn, mango trees harvest and bear huge fruits; In winter, it blocked the biting cold wind for us. I remember that summer, it was full of dark green mangoes with rich colors. Not yet fully mature, the impatient father is ready to pick. He combined two long bamboo poles, tied them together, and then covered them with transparent plastic bags. Everything is ready except the east wind. Dad stood on the bench and began to put mangoes. "Bang", a mango fell in.
In a short time, my father put on a bag of mangoes, which was heavy. My brother and I are very happy around. After counting, we ran to look at the clock. It's half past two! Mom will praise me and dad for their ability when she comes back from shopping! My brother and I are busy picking mangoes for my father, and we are already sweating. Nevertheless, we don't feel tired, but we find it interesting. When my mother came back, she frowned and asked, "Who did it? They haven't turned golden yet. What are you picking? " My father and I are now children who have made mistakes, and we bow our heads and say nothing. Alas! What empty happiness! Finally, as a housewife, my mother used a clever trick to get rid of me and my father. It turns out that my mother stuffed all the mangoes into the rice jar. This method really works. After a week, I dug up the mango again, and the mango hidden in the rice had already attacked gorgeously. Faded the original green, turned into a dazzling golden yellow, and looked very appetizing. Mother gave all 49 mangoes to her neighbors, leaving only 12 for us to eat.
To be honest, I was a little reluctant! But a few days later, our neighbor sent a can of mango fruit to our house, saying that it was made by ourselves. Let's try it. I am ashamed to eat sweet fruit. I still can't forget its unique taste. Fruit trees have been with us from youth to old age. It connects the beautiful feelings of our neighbors, and this is our mango tree.
I am a kind of fruit, yellow, green and red, with delicate and soft taste, very sweet and juicy. Guess who I am? -As you must have guessed, I am a delicious mango.
I am Tainong Mango, the most common oblate yellow mango. I was born in a big family with many brothers and sisters. My whole family lives in Southeast Asia, some in Thailand, some in Malaysia and some in the Philippines ... Let me introduce my family to you!
Green Mountain is my cousin. He looks very energetic in a small green suit. However, he is not tall, but sour and sweet, which makes people want to eat. My cousin Yao Mang likes to wear a red skirt, and her face is like an apple. She is the shortest, but like me, she is very delicate. She is sweeter than me. There is also a huge mango of different colors. He is my strong brother-ivory mountain. I also have a good friend. She has red skin. She likes to wear red clothes, just like my cousin. My brothers and sisters, big and small, are affectionately called "Big Taiwan Province Farmers" and "Little Taiwan Province Farmers".
We are people's favorite fruit. Like all tropical fruits, we are rich in nutrients and vitamins. We can often see our mango family in plates, dining tables and refrigerators, and we can also be found in desserts. This is because of our sweetness. Children all like to eat mango ice cream and drink iced mango juice ... they also like to eat many foods processed from mango. Whenever I see children enjoying delicious mangoes and tasting the taste of mangoes, my heart is extremely proud. Our mango family is really popular with everyone!
I'll tell you a little secret: our mango is delicious, but because it is a tropical fruit, it is easy to get angry if you eat too much. Don't covet an addiction, it will damage your health and smash our signboard!
There are several mango trees in our campus. Mango tree has her beautiful image in many cities in the "South of China"-
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are several little mangoes on the mango tree on campus. But she was not timid because she was late. You see, most of the leaves of other big trees have turned yellow, and some have fallen off. But look at these mango trees. They have almost no yellow leaves and are even trying to spit out new buds. The colors of leaves are also different, which seems to drive away the loneliness in autumn with the excitement of color. Anthropomorphic writing endows mango trees with life and aura.
In winter, mango trees are still covered with green leaves. Of course, no new leaves can be found, but I know that she is accumulating strength to lay a better foundation for next spring!
Spring has come, and mango trees seem to have taken off their old robes and put on new clothes. You see, small tender leaves grow on her newly-plucked yellow branches; The tender leaves of mango trees are tender red and will turn green in a few days. The young leaves have played a decorative role. Looking around, there is a different kind of elegance. Looking closely, I noticed the changes in color and shape. )
In summer, mango trees produce flowers and bones in the shape of an ultra-small feather duster. A few days later, the flowers are pale yellow; It didn't attract much attention at first, but because of the fragrance of flowers, many bees and butterflies came to spread pollen for her, thus telling people that she would be pregnant. By the way, mango trees have the thickest crown in summer, and the leaves are stacked one by one, leaving no gaps; During class, students often gather under the mango tree to "breathe" her shade, or try to "suck" her birdsong, or pay attention to her tree tumor, which leads to various associations. Write your true feelings and express your love. )
The fruit of mango tree on campus is ripe and still green. Although she doesn't show off, once it is ripe, peel it off and taste it, it is sweet and can't be expressed in words. ...
Ah! Mango trees on campus, you decorate our campus with green, you shelter us from the scorching sun with tree crowns, you cultivate your gardener with Gan Guo, you … I want to learn from you and be a useful person to others and society! (at the end of the article, the promotion center. )
The mango tree in your pen has the same unique temperament as you: warm and unobtrusive, with a fresh and refined beauty that people love and appreciate.
The mango trees on campus are very tall and have won the love of my classmates and me! Next, let me introduce them!
In spring, mango trees begin to grow leaves. Those leaves are small, like baby leaves, while mango trees are tall, just like the mother of those leaves, called "mother tree" for short. In this season, it is the season when mother trees give birth to young leaves. The mother tree has many tender leaves. At the same time, the mother tree always gives energy to the branches and makes them blossom, which makes its appearance much more beautiful and adds vitality to the campus. Occasionally, I will see the flowers falling from the mango tree, and sometimes they will fall on your head to dress up your appearance.
In summer, the burning sun shines on us, and we have to endure the "masterpiece" of the sun, but Mother Dashu is not worried, because it is protected by a large group of small leaves, just like a huge umbrella, which is strong and durable. The sun will be easily blocked by its young leaves when it is trying its best. The sun probably thought it couldn't bully it, so it came to bully us.
Autumn is my favorite time for mango trees, because in this season, many mangoes are ripe. They are golden and hung on trees. Every time we run under the tree, we think it will fall. Mango is golden in appearance, sweet and delicious inside, and the sweetness is no different from honey. It's cool. Eating in hot weather, a sense of coolness immediately spread throughout the body. The mango here tastes good. Eat it.
In winter, mango trees have a spirit worth learning, and that is persistence. When we wear big cotton-padded clothes to keep warm, mango trees stand there naked in cold weather, not afraid of the wind and rain, and stand there motionless every day. In the past, my mother taught me the spirit of mango tree, which made me deeply understand.
I like mango trees on campus. This makes me very happy. It makes me enjoy delicious food. Let me see the hardship of being a parent.
There are many mango trees outside my community, which grow on both sides of the road. I pass by here every day when I go to school and after school, watching them grow up little by little. They accompanied me through spring, summer, autumn and winter, just like my friends.
In spring, everything comes back to life. Mango trees seem to smell the breath of spring, and the twigs are swaying in the wind, as if greeting me. There are small yellow flowers on the tree, too. There is a small yellow flower here and a cluster there. From a distance, it is very lively. Sometimes, when I run under the mango tree, I can smell a faint fragrance of flowers!
Summer is here, and the scorching sun is burning. When the breeze blows, the flowers on the mango tree fall one after another. A few days later, the tree bore fruit. At first, the fruit was as big as a small orange. Day after day, when the little mango grows up slowly and is as big as dad's palm, it can be picked and tasted. However, rows of mango trees did not grow at the same speed. Some trees are full of fruits, while others only bear some sporadic fruits. The evening breeze blew, and mango trees rustled, as if calling me to pick them.
On weekends, I invited my classmates to come under the mango tree. Our eyes turned green when we saw the mangoes in Huang Chengcheng. We really wanted to pick all the mangoes and eat them. But mangoes mostly grow in high places, and we really can't reach them. I had a brainwave and said, "I want to make a tool so that we can pick mangoes." I started with my hand. I cut a hole in the mineral water bottle first, then put together many sticks, and then tied the first stick to the bottle mouth. Then, we clamped the mango with the bottle on the stick and poked it hard, and the mango fell into the hole of the bottle. In this way, we harvested a big mango. Cut the mango and we can share it soon. It is really delicious!
The autumn wind blows gently, and the leaves on many fruit trees fall with the wind. Only the leaves of mango trees are still full of green, which makes me feel relaxed and happy.
Winter is coming, the wind is cold, and most of the trees are bare. Only mango trees are brave in the wind and rain, still dressed in green, and stand as dignified as soldiers. Although the light is not enough, mango trees are still growing, spreading their branches to absorb the sun and preparing for the flowering and fruiting in the coming year.
I like the mango tree by the roadside, and I like the good time with it.
There are many trees in our campus, the most striking ones are the tall and big mango trees, which wear green clothes all year round.
In spring, mango trees grow tender new leaves, yellow and soft, as big as a child's palm. When it rains, mango trees shake their heads happily in the rain, as if they were sucking the sweet rain excitedly.
I don't know when clusters of beige flowers appeared on mango trees, which seemed to bloom together overnight-are you still afraid to tell us? In other words, this is a surprise date for us.
A gust of wind blew, and small flowers fell one after another, as if it were raining. The intoxicating fragrance of flowers attracts bees and butterflies. Bees are collecting honey and butterflies are flying among the flowers. It's too noisy.
A few days later, the mango tree produced mango the size of an egg. Mango is a bright green oval. By the time we have a summer vacation, these little fruits will become big, yellow and ripe.
In summer, the sun is like fire, and the leaves of mango trees are dense, like handfuls of big umbrellas on campus. We can play games, chat and enjoy the coolness below. ...
At this time, mango trees and mangoes bent down their branches, and mangoes changed from dark green to light yellow and then to golden yellow, showing off on the branches one by one or hiding shyly in the leaves. Mango is so sweet that I like it very much. The mangoes full of trees make our mouths water, and we can't wait to pick one to eat at once, but there are regulations in the school that we can't pick mangoes from trees to eat. In order to maintain the campus scenery, everyone should abide by it, no matter how greedy they are.
The autumn wind blows gently, and all the other trees are dressed in green. Only mango trees are still so green, which makes our campus still full of green and makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The wind was biting, and all the other trees were bare. Only mango trees are brave in the wind and rain, guarding our campus like guards. Every morning when we walk into the campus, we see green trees everywhere. Even the cold weather makes us feel that spring is around.
The composition of Mango Tree is 600 words-Writing 8. You ask me what tree I like best? To tell the truth, I like banana trees, Cycas, longan trees ... Among them, my favorite tree is mango tree.
Spring has come, and the mango trees on both sides of the road are full of small flowers, clusters of golden yellow, like pieces of gold. When the flowers wither, there are little green mangoes on the mango tree. In early summer, green mangoes are as big as a baby's fist, like pieces of emeralds or pieces of jadeite. In midsummer, the green mango is as big as an adult's fist. Some mangoes are round, some are flat, like a football, and some are oval. They are really strange and have different shapes. Mango tree is like a big umbrella at this time. When the weather is very hot, people in the community run to the mango tree to enjoy the cool. At this time, the mango trees in my orchard are covered with big and green mangoes, and my mouth is watering. Seeing that I was so greedy, my brother picked up a machete and a basket. Soon, the basket was full of green mangoes. I immediately picked up the green mango and was about to put it in my mouth. My brother quickly stopped me and said to me, "You greedy bastard, come with me!" " I quickly pulled my brother home like an arrow. My brother went into the kitchen and picked up some green mangoes. Brother washed a few green mangoes first, then sliced them with a fruit knife, put them on a plate, put yellow sugar first, then vinegar, and finally stir them together with a small stick, and they are ready. I picked it up and ate it without washing my hands, and soon finished a plate of cold green mango. Brother smiled and said, "You are a glutton!" My brother put the remaining green mangoes in the newspaper and said, "Let's eat them when they are ripe!" " "A few days later, the green mango was finally ripe, and I couldn't wait to open the newspaper and eat it directly. Ah! Up to now, my mouth is watering at the thought of golden mango meat.
I like mango trees, and I want to thank the people who have worked hard to plant mango trees.
600-word composition of mango tree-writing 9 Hello everyone, I am mango, and I am a member of the fruit family. I grew up in the tropics, and the sun shines directly every day.
My mother is very tall, and the trunk is 10 to 20, which is as high as four or five stories. My mother's branches are lush, and my mother's shadow is everywhere in Guangdong. If it is hot in summer, you can sit under my mother's big house to enjoy the cool and smell my fragrance. If you are lucky, my friends will fall on you.
I have many brothers and sisters, the big ones weigh two or three pounds, and the small ones are only as big as plums. They have different colors, some are golden yellow, some are khaki, some are yellow and red, and some mangoes like green. Our bodies are also different. Yaomang is the "younger brother" of our family. It is as slender as a plum, and its skin is particularly difficult to peel, but its core is very thin, about 0. 2 centimeters.
Egg awn, a little bigger than waist awn, is oval, and the meat is very sour and crisp. Sweet people don't want to buy egg awns, but narcissus awns. Narcissus awn is kidney-shaped, with sweet taste and rich meat. Its juice is very thick, but there are many small black spots on its face, but this does not affect the meat quality. Our "big brother" here is a big green awn, as big as three daffodils. Its meat is sweet, but its core is thick, with 1 to 2 cm. Because of its big size, the buyer cut it in half with a knife and dug it with a spoon. I also have some brothers who have been wandering outside all the year round, such as Taimang, Omang and Taimang. They are all expensive, so thrifty people don't need to buy them! My meat is tender! When you touch something hard, you will be scarred.
I can also make dried mango, mango pudding and mango smoothies for people to eat. It would be great if a cup of mango smoothie could be served in summer! We are easy to carry and have high vitamin C.
We have many kinds of mangoes, and mango lovers can come to the store to buy them! But one thing-don't eat too much, it is easy to get angry if you eat too much.