You must have been to many places: Hainan, a beach in heaven, the endless Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, colorful Yunnan, picturesque ... There are many exotic flowers and plants growing in every place, each with its own characteristics, but in my heart, the most beautiful is the willow tree in Baqiao, my hometown.

In spring, everything is revived and colorful. As soon as the willow wakes up from sleep, it grows green willow buds. Thin willow buds grow up day by day and become curved arch eyebrows Ye Er. From a distance, it looks like a little girl playing with her long waterfall hair. Then, the willows began to grow hairy catkins, like fluff. These guys are really naughty! They fell to people with the wind, got into the dog's nose, got into the cat's eyes ... until everyone tickled and begged for mercy, and the dog chased her.

In summer, Miss Liu suddenly matured a lot and became dark green. People enjoy the cool, read books and play under her dense branches and leaves, waving fans in their hands and being free. There are many Kobanawa grasses growing under the tree, laying a beautiful garden for Miss Willow. There are also naughty bad boys who have folded wicker garlands and are being taught a lesson by adults. Although the weather is very hot, listening to the duet of birds and cicadas, or hearing the cry of an innocent child selling popsicles, everyone can finally get through this hot summer.

In autumn, willow leaves began to slip away quietly, falling from the treetops one by one, probably to see where naughty friends went. Until her thick long hair turned into bare branches, Miss Liu also changed from a girl to a listless old lady. The bird that used to sing to her every day could not stand the cool breeze and flew to the south for the winter. Now, the willow's only friend is the reed by the river. It seems that the willow is a little tired.

In winter, Miss Liu sleeps very quietly. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, putting a white coat on the sleeping girl Liu, which seems to have a unique charm. Long branches hang down hard, just like a mother tugging at a child's ear, and she must wake the willow tree. Seeing naughty and lovely children frolicking in the snow, chasing wrestling, having snowball fights and kicking snowballs, Liu Shu couldn't help laughing. I saw her stretch, shook her arm, and then turned over, and her white coat fell off layer by layer. Maybe she dreamed of the footsteps of spring.

This is the willow in my hometown, and this is our famous snowstorm in Liu Ba. Ancient literati used it to describe their reluctance, and I think it just depicts a beautiful picture to welcome the early arrival of spring!

2. How to describe willow 1? When autumn came, the willow leaves were still green, like a huge green umbrella. After a few days, the willow leaves began to change color: some turned yellow-green and grass-green, and some leaves grew red spots, making the willow look like a giant umbrella with different colors.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, several rows of willows stand upright and enjoy the spring breeze. The newly drawn wicker swayed gently in the breeze. Liu Yeer, which has just grown yellow and green, holds several pieces together. A few days later, the leaves parted like blooming green flowers.

In spring and March, love blooms. Willow leaves also grow green buds on hard branches, and many clusters grow from here. From a distance, flocks of willow buds, like green clothes, sway with the wind, like a girl with light makeup.

4. I would like to be a willow leaf, quietly watching what happens in autumn, so that all the leaves are afraid ... In autumn, the leaves fall one after another, and I am no exception, hiding in the grass with everyone in the cold autumn wind. I want to be a willow. In spring, I will pull out a green leaf from the slender willow tree and quietly look at the splendid scenery by the river-the grass sticks out its little head from the fertile soil and swings its body playfully. A few small flowers also jumped out. They are dressed in pink, and their delicate petals are blooming with fragrance happily.

The cold moonlight shines on a willow tree in the middle of the yard through the dense forest. Liu Yeer is illuminated, as if her eyes are blinking and the stars are flashing, but are they really eyes and stars?

6. Willow leaves fluttered with the wind, forming a beautiful scenery of nature. It is really refreshing to face this mirror-like lake. It is memorable and refreshing. Willow is an ordinary plant. It has no fragrance of daffodils, no gorgeous lilies, only its own strangeness.

7. The beauty of willow leaves attracted hundreds of butterflies. They danced together, as if the willow was more beautiful. It is worthy of saying that "Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and evergreen silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. " This touching poem expresses the poet's love for this elegant willow tree.

3. Write down the composition of leaves (willow leaves) The life of leaves

"Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty had such a mind, but I didn't. Beautiful flowers will wither one day. Once a big star on a branch, it becomes invisible soil in a blink of an eye.

Beautiful flowers will disappear one day, and so will the leaves. Leaves, when it is green, no one notices it, when it disappears, no one feels it. It has been working in obscurity all its life. Doing the same work every day, photosynthesis, making oxygen. No one pays attention to it, but it does great work that all plants can't do every day.

It was born a worker, born to work. Spring came, they were born, and they were born in the first sunshine of spring. In summer, the bud has grown up. In autumn, it will end its life, fall into the embrace of Mother Earth with the wind, and gradually become a part of the earth, feeding new green leaves.

Nature is ruthless, and it will never tolerate every life. As long as it is life, there will always be a day to leave. The life of a green leaf is ordinary, but also great. The basis of its life is to do the same thing every day. Green leaves look so small that no one pays attention to them, but they have made great contributions to nature.

At night, I quietly walked out of the tent. The moonlight falls on the earth, and the path is particularly quiet. When I came to the edge of the forest, I felt very uncomfortable when I saw the leaves being blown off by the wind. The leaf is fragile, but it is strong. The moonlight shines on the leaves, which looks particularly beautiful, as if the leaves are elves who run out to play when people are asleep every night.

I am not as broad-minded as Gong Zizhen, but I am happy for the green leaves, because the green leaves can finally contribute to the land that feeds them.

I love green leaves and their obscurity!

In early spring, I saw Liu Yeer stroking his eyebrows on the ground.

Like plumes of smoke The earth wakes up in a dream.

In the arms of early spring

Sitting in a dream. I seem to have rubbed my eyes.

Some nonsense is swinging on the willow branches.

Poetry whispering to birds

Floating in the wind into implicit poems

In early spring, I saw Liu Yeer stroking his eyebrows on the ground.

An increasingly charming face from Zhang Yue.

The eyebrows are soothing, and the peach blossoms are far from the peach blossoms.

A red carp was bred in the spring water and intoxicated in the center of a painting.

Time is combed clean and bright.

A ray of sunshine is a smile.

Behind the smile is the green of the whole world.

Ribbon embroidery this spring

What kind of her do you want to embroider?

I am a willow tree. I am a willow tree. I live by the picturesque Tongsheng Lake, and my friends and I live comfortably.

Thick sunshine and refreshing breeze make us look elegant and radiant. I rocked and laughed. I am a green willow by the lake.

In spring, a few drizzles gently call out the branches of our bodies. "Jasper disguised as a tree, ten thousand strands of moss tapestry hanging down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "

This is the glory of our Liu family! Come and see us in this beautiful spring. Look at us dancing in the flowers all over the mountains and dressing up in front of the clear and transparent lake.

Come for an outing! We give you the best willow whistle, the best shade and the most beautiful garland. In summer, I grow stronger, the lush branches and leaves droop softly, and the leaves are so fresh, as if every leaf has a new life jumping.

You can play cards, chat, play chess, enjoy the cool and play under me ... in this way, I will become everyone's umbrella! Standing by the lake, at first glance, every umbrella is a cool and pleasant world! Autumn is a season of colorful leaves, cold and desolate, and also a season of parting and sadness. When the ancients left, they usually folded a few willows in the hope that they would stay.

No wonder Wang Zhihuan sang, "The willow is the easterly tree, and the Qinghe River is the royal river. I have been climbing hard recently, and it should be separated. "

Autumn has come, our leaves have fallen, and we are going to sleep. In winter, it will snow! Flying snowflakes fell on our branches, like a white veil on me, crystal clear and pure.

The children came, they had snowball fights, made snowmen, set off firecrackers ... and a string of silvery laughter echoed over Tongsheng Lake. I am greedy, and I really want to join their team! "The most important thing is the benefits of spring. Victory is full of smoke and willow!" Spring is coming again.

Look, everything is alive and happy again. Come for an outing, take off your heavy cotton-padded jacket, come for an outing and enjoy the infinite beauty of spring! I am a willow, a willow by Tongsheng Lake, and I will always welcome you.

You must have been to many places: Hainan, a beach in heaven, the endless Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, colorful Yunnan, picturesque ... There are many exotic flowers and plants growing in every place, each with its own characteristics, but in my heart, the most beautiful is the willow tree in Baqiao, my hometown.

In spring, everything is revived and colorful. As soon as the willow wakes up from sleep, it grows green willow buds.

Thin willow buds grow up day by day and become curved arch eyebrows Ye Er. From a distance, it looks like a little girl playing with her long waterfall hair.

Then, the willows began to grow hairy catkins, like fluff. These guys are really naughty! They fell to people with the wind, got into the dog's nose, got into the cat's eyes ... until everyone tickled and begged for mercy, and the dog chased her.

In summer, Miss Liu suddenly matured a lot and became dark green. People enjoy the cool, read books and play under her dense branches and leaves, waving fans in their hands and being free.

There are many Kobanawa grasses growing under the tree, laying a beautiful garden for Miss Willow. There are also naughty bad boys who have folded wicker garlands and are being taught a lesson by adults.

Although the weather is very hot, listening to the duet of birds and cicadas, or hearing the cry of an innocent child selling popsicles, everyone can finally get through this hot summer. In autumn, willow leaves began to slip away quietly, falling from the treetops one by one, probably to see where naughty friends went.

Until her thick long hair turned into bare branches, Miss Liu also changed from a girl to a listless old lady. The bird that used to sing to her every day could not stand the cool breeze and flew to the south for the winter.

Now, the willow's only friend is the reed by the river. It seems that the willow is a little tired. In winter, Miss Liu sleeps very quietly.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, putting a white coat on the sleeping girl Liu, which seems to have a unique charm. Long branches hang down hard, just like a mother tugging at a child's ear, and she must wake the willow tree.

Seeing naughty and lovely children frolicking in the snow, chasing wrestling, having snowball fights and kicking snowballs, Liu Shu couldn't help laughing. I saw her stretch, shook her arm, and then turned over, and her white coat fell off layer by layer. Maybe she dreamed of the footsteps of spring.

This is the willow in my hometown, and this is our famous snowstorm in Liu Ba. Ancient literati used it to describe the reluctant farewell, and I think it just depicts a beautiful picture to welcome the early arrival of spring.

7. The sentence describing willow leaves is 1. Willow leaves are naturally the best when they are tender. When they are old, they are bitter and hard to swallow. As soon as Liu Yeer grew up, he grew crazy, and the days when he could eat were seven or eight days, at most ten days.

2. Looking at the green willow leaves, my friends and I couldn't help picking one, putting it in our mouth slowly and chewing it gently. Maybe it's because I'm thirsty after a long walk, and the willow leaves in my mouth are bitter and sweet. There is no bitter feeling of willow leaves in the Song Dynasty, which is out of touch with the feeling of borrowing willow leaves for a spring and autumn period in Song Dynasty. I'm a little sorry.

In early autumn, willow leaves are still green, like a huge green umbrella. After a few days, the willow leaves began to change color: some turned yellow-green and grass-green, and some leaves grew red spots, making the willow look like a giant umbrella with different colors.

4. It is very bitter to chew willow leaves at first, which will make you suffer from the beginning to the heart without mercy. But as long as you continue to chew willow leaves slowly, you will find that chewing willow leaves, like friendship, is both sweet and bitter. Therefore, friendship is like a willow leaf, bitter first and then sweet. It requires you to taste, discover and tolerate what makes you feel bitter for a long time, so as to build a deep friendship platform and not be defeated by the wind and waves.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, several rows of willows stand upright and enjoy the spring breeze. The newly drawn wicker swayed gently in the breeze. Liu Yeer, which has just grown yellow and green, holds several pieces together. A few days later, the leaves parted like blooming green flowers.

6. In spring and March, love blooms. Willow leaves also grow green buds on hard branches, and many clusters grow from here. From a distance, groups of willow buds, like green clothes, sway with the wind, as if they were girls with light makeup.

7. Countless willow leaves hang down the lake like a shy little girl. Unknown flowers and plants around make this scene full of vitality.

8. I want to be a willow leaf and quietly observe what will happen in autumn, a season that scares all leaves ... In autumn, leaves fall one after another, and I am no exception, hiding in the grass with everyone in the cold autumn wind.

9. I want to be a willow leaf. In spring, I will pull out a green leaf from the slender willow tree and quietly look at the splendid scenery by the river-the grass sticks out its little head from the fertile soil and swings its body playfully. A few small flowers also jumped out. They are dressed in pink, and their delicate petals are blooming with fragrance happily.

10, the cold moonlight shines on a willow tree in the middle of the yard through the dense forest. Liu Yeer is illuminated, as if her eyes are blinking and the stars are flashing, but are they really eyes and stars?

1 1. Whenever I see the thin rolls of willow leaves stretching slowly in the warm sunshine, I can't help but reach out and pick one, chew it in my mouth and slowly taste the bitter taste.

12, Liu Zhier went home, and grandma put Liu Yeer in the basket in the box, then cooked a pot of water and fished it into cold water. Often soak for a day or two, change the water three or five times, then dry and chop it up, add chopped green onion salt, cook porridge, sometimes grab a handful of black beans, drink a few mouthfuls of porridge and eat a bucket, and the fragrance is overflowing.

13. Willow leaves fluttered with the wind, forming a beautiful scenery of nature. Facing this mirror-like lake is really refreshing. It is memorable and refreshing. Willow is an ordinary plant. It has no fragrance of daffodils, no gorgeous lilies, only its own strangeness.

14. The beauty of willow leaves attracted hundreds of butterflies. They dance together, as if the willows were more beautiful. It is worthy of saying that "Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and evergreen silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. " This touching poem expresses the poet's love for this elegant willow tree.

8. The sentence describing willow leaves is 1. Spring has come, and the willow tree has put on brand-new green jewelry. Willow stems are straight, the color is brown, the bark is rough, but the branches are drooping, each branch is smooth, the branches are covered with green leaves, green and green, like undulating boats, a breeze blows, the branches swing gently, and the leaves dance lightly on the branches.

2. The stem of willow is straight, the color is brown, the bark is rough, but the branches droop smoothly, and every branch is smooth. The branches are covered with green leaves, which are like undulating boats. A breeze blew, the branches swayed gently, and the leaves danced lightly on the branches, like a boat. 3. After the rain, the wind stopped, the sun came out and the willows quieted down. They bent down and looked at the river, as if combing their hair in front of a mirror.

The golden sun shines on the willow tree, and the dew on the tree shines brightly and slowly flows down the willow tree's "long hair". Under the sunlight, the colors of branches and leaves are varied, including green, dark green and dark green. 4. It's raining in Mao Mao, and willows "look up" in the fog, as if washing their hair with rain. And those branches, some of them are dancing and climbing the branches happily; Some lean together, as if whispering! Willow is the messenger of spring. Whenever spring returns to the earth and everything is still asleep, the willow tree first perceives the message of spring.

Look carefully, the dark green wicker slowly changes from stiff and simple to turquoise, slowly stretches upward, and can slowly swing into various charming postures. At this time, the river has obviously warmed up, and the oncoming wind has a damp smell.

Look at the willow branches again. I don't know when it started, but they are no longer tired in the severe winter. There are tiny blue buds on the branches. 6. I like willow, not only because of its light and soft charm, but also because of its indomitable character.

The skin of willow is gray, the trunk bends upward and grows, and the branches are especially green. It doesn't need seeds, as long as the branches are buried in the soil without management, it will grow silently. It's really "unintentional"! Willows in the distance hang down their twigs like silk. When the spring breeze blows, they look like clouds of smoke dancing in the wind from a distance.

When the spring breeze blows, the wicker turns green and ten thousand branches are dense. Looking from a distance, like a piece of green smoke swimming slightly in the Cui Yun; At close range, it looks like green pearls strung into curtains; If you go in, it's like being in a prostitute's green hair.

9. Composition describing willow I didn't like willow very much in the past, because it was too ordinary and completely unattractive.

One spring, my family and I went to a small lake. When we are going boating, we see a willow tree with a lot of little white snow on it. When we take a closer look, it turns out to be a small white flower. These white flowers fall with the wind and are called "catkins". I feel very poetic and fall in love with willow trees.

Wind is the most common and useful thing in nature. Willow and breeze are a perfect match. Under the wind, the willow branches fluttered slowly and danced with the wind. Pinghu, against the reflection of willow branches, adds infinite wind.

Willow trees on sunny days exude the breath of sunshine, giving people a feeling of vitality; The willow on a cloudy day is shrouded in clouds of smoke, giving people an unspeakable mystery; Willow in rainy days cries sadly, but does not forget to dance for the wind.

I really hope to become a willow, because I admire its fighting spirit. Whenever the wind comes, it will fulfill its obligations, dance for the wind and never complain.

Willow's work just flutters with the wind, but it is a noble work. Although it is a foil for others most of the time, it is not offensive. What a selfless willow!