Peony is graceful, lotus leaves are not stained with mud, orchids are ethereal and fragrant, and rhododendrons bloom in Leng Yan, each with its own charm, which has attracted countless flower lovers. Proud of the world, because the smell is the same, what you like depends on the subjective temperament of flower lovers, their own temperament endowment and personal ideal taste. There are many people who cherish and love flowers in the world, but I think there are not a few people who love chrysanthemums.
The weather in September, the autumn wind brought chill, and many kinds of flowers in the garden were gradually falling. They were driven away by the ruthless cold, bid farewell to their short adolescence, and slowly moved towards aging. However, only a few flowers showed their great strength at this time, holding their heads high when they were in full bloom. Chrysanthemum is the best of these flowers.
Chrysanthemum, a hermit in a flower. She has a pine-like style and a plum-like personality. Throughout the ages, it has been praised by the world. It has no high requirements, as long as it is rooted in the soil, it can thrive. Its branches are straight and upright, and its leaves are gloomy and green, which can give people beautiful enjoyment.
What people appreciate most is its blooming flowers. Climb the hillside, walk into the park and step into the courtyard. Chrysanthemum powder in full bloom among withered flowers gives off a refreshing fragrance. Who can not revel in the sea of chrysanthemums? Look at it. Colorful, elegant and magnificent. White, red and purple, those hundreds of flowers are as big as bowls. Pieces of curved petals, closely combined, appear elegant and pure. Colorful chrysanthemums, you bow your head in shame, showing your unique quiet and solemn, blooming chrysanthemums, you are not afraid of the cold, strong and unyielding. ...
Chrysanthemum, you bring bright colors to September. Chrysanthemum, you have brought infinite vitality and beauty to nature.
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In late autumn, the trees slowly wither, the air is dry, the sky is pale, and it is often rainy and windy. In this sad season, chrysanthemums are in full bloom in autumn wind. It turns out that there are many trees in our community, but it's a pity that late autumn has arrived and they have withered. I am used to seeing the beautiful scenery at ordinary times, and my eyes are full of hunger and thirst, looking for the green shadow in the community. However, all I see are brown staggered and bare branches and sick faces.
At this time, I was surprised to find that the elegant and clean silver needle still showed its charm alone. One morning, the weather was extremely cold, and the chrysanthemum needles became very eye-catching, standing gracefully, just like sage like type and graceful. I thought to myself: In such a cold day, even a person as big as me can't resist the attack of the cold wind, and this A Man Called Autumn Flower can still stand such cold. I understand that chrysanthemums can be accompanied by cold, and this beauty is amazing. This beauty belongs only to it. Like a "cold beauty" in a flower. Its petals are very long, white and thin, with dense growth, thick stems, beautiful flowers and green leaves, pure and refined. Dew is still left on the petals of chrysanthemum in the morning, which is relatively simple. Dewdrops roll on the petals, like jewels and diamonds, icing on the cake. The chrysanthemums in the moonlight are more holy, surrounded by darkness, and only white petals look at the bright moon from afar, which makes farmers fascinated.
Although the petals of chrysanthemum are not very big, there are many, which gives people a sense of unity. So many petals tightly embrace together, * * * to resist the cold in autumn. It is precisely because of this spirit that they can persevere, not afraid of the cold of autumn wind, and never retreat in the face of difficulties. I also admire chrysanthemum's perseverance. In the cold wind, it still stands, not intimidated by the storm.
Perhaps it was autumn, when the branches were yellow, paving the way for chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums trembled slightly in the cold wind, which shocked the whole sky and me at the same time.
Chrysanthemum is not as rich as peony, nor as precious as orchid, but as the flower of Ao Shuang, it has always been favored by people. It is not as charming and luxurious as "Lv Yun", but it is natural and simple, and it also exudes attractive fragrance. Chrysanthemums are like clusters of burning flames. I was inside, stroking and watching. The stems of those red chrysanthemums are dark green, slightly bent and look very arrogant. Of course, the most striking thing is its petals. Against the backdrop of several palm-shaped green leaves, it is a little, winding and beautiful. The dish hangs slightly, more like a shy girl, with her head down, her face flushed and silent.
Bow your head and stand alone in the cold autumn, chrysanthemum-the hermit of flowers!
Although I don't live in Jiangnan water town, I have a soft spot for lotus flowers. Because the lotus peanut is longer than the sludge and blooms on the water, it has the profound meaning of sludge but not dye.
Although I don't know much about lotus, I sincerely praise lotus seeds. Because lotus seeds have strong vitality, even if they sleep for thousands of years, they will blossom and bear fruit and their leaves will be green and red as long as there is suitable soil and water.
Where there is water, there are many lotus flowers. In midsummer, the branches and green stems of lotus flowers stand on the mirror-like water with their noble and straight posture; For example, on the green leaves of umbrellas, lotus flowers, such as snowballs and rouge, suddenly appeared. It's a strange pink with pink in white and red in pink. Flowers in bud always have a feeling of shame, which makes people happy when they see them.
Where there are lotus flowers, there must be lotus seeds. Just as lotus flowers will bloom when they are in full bloom, lotus seeds will grow and mature when they wither, which can be described as flowers bloom and flowers fall. At this time, the lotus seeds are unpretentious and modest, tightly attached to the hard black shell, protecting the thick green lotus seeds to be sent.
In the season of "the trees grow dark in summer and the balcony reflects the pond", it is also the most prosperous day for lotus flowers. Yang Wanli, a poet who was good at singing lotus flowers in the Southern Song Dynasty, saw: "Lotus flowers are still hot at dusk, and their faces are covered with blue umbrellas"; However, Zhu Yizun of the A Qing Dynasty saw the opposite view: "A few cold rains turned white leaves, and a pearl jumped green." .
In any case, lotus gives poets more thoughts than it does as a plant itself; Otherwise, how can anyone regard it as a symbol of elegance and purity? !
In the pond, the quiet water is covered with green lotus leaves, like dense jade umbrellas, tightly covering the water. The green lotus leaves are covered with dew, and the morning breeze brings a faint lotus fragrance. The wind blows like layers of green waves, like pieces of jade.
Soon after, the buds emerged from the mud. Look at the budding buds, some standing proudly on the branches, some hiding under the leaves. They all wait patiently for the nourishment of roots and the cultivation of leaves, always looking forward to the day when they succeed.
Flowers bloom, the green lotus leaves are graceful, tender and concise, and the fragrant lotus leaves are like shy girls, smiling slightly with shame, reminding people of the infinite lotus leaves and different colors every other day.
This flower has withered. Do you think what she left is just a memory in people's minds? No, she left a lotus leaf.
You see, the lotus flower is like a small bowl filled with rare things. The wind shook it gently, and it seemed to show off proudly.
Lotus is not as elegant as peony, nor as fragrant as plum blossom, nor as delicate as orchid. However, in obscurity, she scattered incense for the heat and sent silk to cool.
I love the lotus, and I love her graceful figure. ......
Looking up at the sky, beautiful clouds flying in the air will make my mood as relaxed as clouds.
Clouds in the sky are varied and varied; If you are not careful, it will become another cloud that you can't find. It moves slowly, sometimes like a dragon, sometimes like a crocodile with a big mouth, and sometimes like a luxury car you have never seen before. ...
Look! The nearest cloud seems to be a beautiful angel. She looked at me as if inviting me to be a guest. Look again, the clouds on the distant horizon have different shapes and unusual characteristics. The color of the clouds on the horizon is very light, just like all the clouds are gathered there and paved. There is a cloud that looks like a white palace. There are many small islands around the palace. It seems to have laid a carpet for me, and it seems to want me to pass.
Sunset clouds are beautiful, different from daytime clouds. But people expect it to appear at night. Because there is a folk proverb, "burn yin early, and burn sunny later." It means there is a flaming cloud in the morning, which means it is cloudy. If there is a fiery red cloud at night, it means it will be sunny tomorrow, so people expect it to appear at night.
I carefully observed the shape of the burning cloud. It's orange. This dark color almost renders half the sky. It's very nice. Look carefully again, its color changed from light yellow to orange, blending with the color of the sky, just like watercolor painting in art.
When it was dark that day, the sky was completely dark, and there was no cloud in sight, only countless little stars were flashing. The bright moon is in the sky, illuminating the way for pedestrians.
Clouds, beautiful clouds and white clouds float from one side of the sky to the other with thousands of gestures.
Not long ago, a scholar told me: "If someone looks up at the sky with rapt attention, that person must be very lonely. Only when he looks up at the clouds in the sky will all his troubles disappear without a trace. " I firmly believe this sentence, whenever I am lonely, I will look up at the sky. Really, as the scholar said, all my troubles have disappeared.
Looking up at the sky, the clouds are moving, which will make my mood flutter with the clouds. ...
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the hot summer has finally passed, and the footsteps of autumn are approaching.
Autumn is crisp and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Fruits are ripe, crickets are chirping and the weather is cool.
Grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green. In the garden, in the field. Look, piece by piece.
I totally agree. The children ran and jumped, somersaulted, picked up some fallen fruits and threw them at each other to see who could throw them farther and more accurately. The weather is cool and the grass is green.
Sweet-scented osmanthus trees, maple trees and evergreen trees are lush, profound in style, distinctive in temperament and full of elegance, golden, agate red and emerald green, just like paintings carefully drawn by painters. Birds are busy migrating and ants are collecting winter rations. Daisy, a bunch of red petunias, at first glance, yes: orange, purple, competing for beauty, spread in the flower bed, like a carpet, smiling at the autumn wind!
"Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers!" Yes, it will become the spring mud that nourishes the earth and is not attached to the prosperity of the branches. Autumn rain falls on red and yellow leaves, and on colorful leaves mixed with green and yellow. Luxurious maple leaves, delicate evergreen leaves, ordinary shaved leaves … they become more gorgeous under the baptism of autumn rain.
The fruit on the tree is maturing, and the fruit farmers in the field are busier. In urban and rural areas, workers, students, children and the elderly all come out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, watch autumn colors, collect specimens and do their own things. "A hard work, a harvest", hard work, in exchange for harvest, full of joy.
Autumn is like the god of color, which makes the colors of plants gradually thicken.
Autumn, like the god of harvest, has brought countless fruits to people.
On the way to school, people come and go, but no one seems to notice that the branches on both sides of the road have quietly dyed green.
Spring has come.
Spring waves its sleeves, trees and grass rustle, as if welcoming the arrival of spring. Spring dances beautifully. Flowers open their eyes, wake up from a deep sleep in winter and report the arrival of spring to people who are a little unwilling to be woken up. Spring sang a beautiful song, the wind blew gently, and the raindrops fell like "ticking" in response, but it seemed to complain that spring was late.
Spring has crossed the grassland, and the grassland crushed by winter snow is full of vitality at once, and the grass tip becomes so green in an instant. Spring passes through the flowers, and in a blink of an eye, the branches and the ground become colorful: look up at the elegant cherry blossoms, blooming in the wind, forming a "sakura rain". Look at the noble camellia, hanging high, making people feel unattainable, as well as elegant kapok, brilliant bauhinia, shy osmanthus ... Looking down, there are lovely red pompoms and beautiful azaleas in the grass. Spring has passed the trees, the graceful willows have raised their long hair, and the tall and straight phoenix trees have stood up. When spring passed by the bird forest, the birds immediately began to sing happily. When crossing the river in spring, the river swells. Spring crosses the fields and the crops turn green.
Spring has passed, bringing vitality to the earth. Look! Willow gently caressed the river, looking from a distance, like a green curtain. The clear river reflects the blue sky and becomes an elegant blue ribbon; Reflecting the green trees, it became jasper. When the breeze blows, there are layers of microwaves on the river. The majestic green hills and pavilions along the river are bathed in golden sunshine. Sunlight shines on the earth and rivers through the cracks in the branches.
This is spring, which brings us sunshine and joy. Have you noticed the arrival of spring?
Autumn is like a god of joy, bringing people the joy of harvest.