I like many flowers, including fragrant peach blossoms and beautiful peony. Among many exotic flowers and plants, I like roses best.
Once, my aunt sent me a flower and I smelled it with my nose. It smells good. I asked my aunt, "What is this?" Aunt said, "This is a rose." Wow, these roses are really beautiful. Aunt saw that I liked this flower very much, so she cut a branch from the leaf and let me put it in the soil next to my house.
Spring is the season when a hundred flowers blossom. My rose attracts people with its unique charm. In the morning, the dew rolled on the rose, and the rose stretched and got up to suck the nutrition of the sun. Roses are reddish at first, and after a few weeks, they turn purple. After the spring rain was wet, it turned deep red. Just then, a gust of wind blew out the charming fragrance of roses, which made people relaxed and happy! It also attracts many butterflies and bees to dance here, just like a fairyland, which is intoxicating. After a while, the wind went away, taking away the fragrance of roses and giving them to people.
Roses are not as gorgeous as roses, climax after climax as lotus flowers, colorful as chrysanthemums and noble as peonies.
I like roses and said to my mother, "Let my aunt bring me more."
Ding Xin
Write a composition about roses on our balcony, there are many plants: bonsai, vines, Cycas ... but my favorite is the "fairy" wearing a white skirt-rose.
Generally, the branches of roses are straight, but the branches of white roses in our family are curved and more graceful. There are many small and inconspicuous thorns on it. As long as you touch it with your hand, it will stab a small hole in you. The thorn is red, as if it had stabbed many people's blood and dyed red. It's green, red and green, which makes people feel strange. Compared with the trunk, dried roses are quite different. The trunk is thick and strong, but the dried roses are thin and delicate, which makes people feel pity.
Rose leaves are serrated, round and very full, with a circle of small thorns around them. Although the thorn is small, it hurts people, and you can pierce the skin if you are not careful. The color of leaves is strange, first light green, then dark green, and finally dark green. The texture is fine, like embroidery.
The most beautiful is the rose petals. Petals are pieces, like curved boats, cleverly and naturally combined, with different postures. The white and delicate roses are blooming, and the beauty is irresistible. There is also a kind of rose, which looks like a trumpet, seems to be blooming, and pouts like a shy girl. Very beautiful!
Although the rose has thorns, its beauty still fascinates me and makes me think; Its fragrance is still attractive and makes you feel refreshed.
I like you, rose with thorns.
Write a rose composition 3 Red is a rose. She is very beautiful. She blinks her eyes and chats and plays with visiting butterflies and bees every day. She is very happy.
Once, a little bee said to Honghong, "Sister Honghong, don't always stay in the dirt! It's good to go out for a walk and exercise. Look, how dirty the soil is. You are so beautiful, how can you be with a dirty guy? " When Honghong heard this, she thought it was reasonable and wanted to leave. At this time, the soil at the foot of Honghong said to Honghong, "Don't go, you live on the nutrition I gave you." Without nutrition, you will die! " "The old locust tree nearby also said," Yes, our plants have lived in the soil for generations. Without soil, we can't live at all. You can't leave the soil! "Red heard, hesitated. But she was so eager for the outside world that she said, "well, I'd better watch it outside for two days first." "
So, Honghong came to the outside world. She felt very happy and made friends with many small animals, including frogs, deer, monkeys, rabbits, bears, kittens, puppies and so on. However, Honghong felt that she was getting tired and weak every day, and her steps were not so brisk, so she came to the river to look in the mirror. She was surprised to find that her face was not as beautiful as before, and now it is grayish yellow! The leaves withered and she was anxious. She wanted to go back to the soil that led her to raise her, but it was too late.
Hong Huang said a word at the last moment: "It seems that no one can go against the laws of nature and do what he can't do!"
Roses Composition 4 Grandma has a bunch of beautiful roses. It doesn't bloom, it just grows one by one. My brother and I have twenty-four, and we are very happy! Everyone is looking forward to the early blooming of roses!
One day, I found that the leaves of roses have two colors, the tender leaves are light green, the old leaves are dark green, the back of the light green leaves is a little dark red, and the edges of the leaves have sharp-looking serrations, but they will not feel prickly.
A few days later, I found that one of the flower bones was about to bloom. I think, if all the rose bones are in bloom, many bees and butterflies will be attracted!
This day has finally arrived. I came to the rose in the morning and found that the flower bones were blooming. Ah, the dewdrops on the bright roses are particularly delicate, and the roses give off bursts of fragrance, which are fragrant and fragrant.
However, the good times did not last long. It rained cats and dogs last night, and all the blooming roses were going to be knocked out. Clever grandma came up with a good idea. She used a bamboo, and then put an umbrella in the flowerpot to make the rose stand proudly under the careful protection of the umbrella.
I like my grandmother's roses very much! Because it has a beautiful personality!
Write a composition about roses. Do you know roses? In my eyes, roses are always perfect, symbolizing love. But today, I went to the rose garden in Pingyin, only to know that roses are colorful.
One morning, the bus set off in our happy mood. Through the fields, through the mountains and rivers, through the ribbon-like Woods, through the neat green walls, we finally came to the rose garden. As soon as I entered the rose garden, red flowers, green leaves, soil and dense crowds immediately attracted my attention.
We immediately ran into the rose bushes. The first thing that caught my eye was a pink flower. Look left and right, the more you look, the more you look like peony. It's beautiful. Along the way, I saw big pink roses, deep red roses, lotus-like roses and small and exquisite roses like wild flowers.
This time, I really opened my eyes. I heard that the roses here are edible, so I ate a piece of each kind of rose. The smell of roses is so unique! Bitter and sweet. Some rose slices are chewed gently, bitter and sweet, and finally have a strong rose fragrance, which seems to find the taste of life. Among them, I like white roses best. Touching its petals is as soft as touching silk, giving people a pure feeling. The last regret is that I didn't find the rose in my heart, as if it were the exclusive rose for Valentine's Day!
I am so happy this time!
I like roses, I like the noble and tenacious momentum of roses, and its beautiful and noble figure has been deeply imprinted in my heart. Some people say that roses are beautiful, but they are actually proud. Some people say that roses are beautiful and simple. Some people say that roses are not very beautiful and have a pungent smell. But I don't think so. Roses are beautiful, neither proud nor simple. Roses are tenacious. I like roses.
On my balcony, there is a noble and tenacious rose. The stem of a rose is covered with thorns, just like not letting others touch his noble "body". The stem of this flower is very unique. Although other flowers also have thorns, the stem of the rose is very stylish, and the rose seems to be protecting itself.
The most beautiful part of a flower is its petals, and every flower is proud of its beautiful petals. Everyone knows that the petals of roses are red, but the petals of roses are very red. There is a color called rose red. Why did the painter call it rose red instead of other names? Because this kind of red is only available in rose petals, but not in other flowers. The rose is surrounded by layers of petals, protecting its noble "body".
Where there are beautiful flowers, there must be green leaves. The leaves of roses bloom with roses. When a rose grows, it will grow a leaf or two. When roses wither, so do those leaves. Those leaves are like roses' bodyguards, and they can't live without roses. The leaves of roses are small and green, with red edges. Although only a few leaves set off, they all show the momentum of roses.
The tenacity of roses can be seen in the process of their growth. The pot of roses on my balcony takes a long time to bloom. I'm not saying that roses are lazy. That rose pot has spent several spring, summer, autumn and winter, especially winter. Although roses won't last forever, in winter, other plants freeze to death, and only roses persist. Whether it is cold or hot summer, whether it is the whistling wind, the rose has been insisting and has blossomed several flowers. The spirit of roses is worth learning.
Rose, a noble and tenacious flower, I like the "youthful vitality" of rose and its "perseverance" spirit.
One day, my mother and I went to Qifeng Mountain for a morning run. On the way, I saw a bunch of roses as bright as flames.
Look at those flowers with all the red petals open, showing pure and lovely smiles; Talent is only half unfolded, and the other half has not unfolded its petals, which seems to be shy. I want to wait until there is no one around to open it. And a delicate bud. I think she should hide in her green greenhouse and dress herself up. She chooses her favorite color critically and adjusts the angle of the petals one by one before they open!
Suddenly, I feel like a rose, wearing a gorgeous red dress, singing, chatting and dancing with other noble companions.
At this time, it began to rain lightly, and the rain fell evenly on my rose skirt. My body was like a dazzling gem. A little spider turned over and said, "Sister Rose, you are as beautiful as the Queen Rose now". Several butterflies were attracted by my flowers and flew over, unwilling to leave for a long time. The bird flew to tell me that I was the most beautiful rose he had ever seen!
After a long time, my mother shouted and pulled me back from my dream. Then I realized that I am not a rose, but how I wish I were one of them! Immediately, I asked my mother to help me take pictures with the roses. I want to be with this beautiful rose forever, at this most beautiful moment!
Write a composition about roses. 8 What flowers do you like? Maybe it's a beautiful peony, maybe it's a narcissus of Lingbo Fairy, maybe it's a sweet-scented osmanthus, or-but I especially like roses. Let me explain below.
Speaking of her, my thoughts are far away-in fact, there are two delicate and fragrant roses on my balcony. One is white, so people can't help touching her when they look at it. The other is pink, charming and lovely. There are many small thorns on their stems. Don't underestimate them. If you want to pick flowers, they will sting you like guards with spears. Let's talk about leaves again! The leaves are only the size of fingers, and the edges have small serrations. The color is fresh and tender in spring and turns dark green and dark green in summer. In autumn, the green gradually fades and becomes golden yellow, and it all falls in winter. The petals of a rose are not stacked together, but wrapped in layers. She looks like a shy girl in bud, but when she is open, she is enthusiastic and unrestrained, but she never lacks connotation, which is particularly pleasing.
Roses can also be made into beauty products such as rose essence. If I were a rose, I would be lucky when I was born, and I would benefit mankind when I died. Why not?
After listening to my introduction, do you like her too? Then come to my house and enjoy it! I like roses. I love her passionate lifestyle, and I also like her useful life after death! Rose, rose, when will you bloom again next year?
Write a composition about roses 9 With the spring breeze blowing, the sunshine shining and the care of the hair dryer, the rose finally blooms, and its flowers are more colorful and charming than any other flowers. Everyone appreciates it, likes it, and it becomes proud. It no longer pays attention to the grass and flowers around it. It appreciates its beautiful face before spring every day ... He completely forgets the meaning of the famous saying that modesty makes people progress and pride makes people lag behind.
One day, Rose was admiring her appearance when suddenly she saw a small tree beside her. She turned around and said contemptuously, "Fairy, I heard that your name is wintersweet, and you are also very beautiful. I didn't expect you to be uglier than the grass next to you ... "Chimonanthus praecox just lowered its head and kept silent ... In a blink of an eye, when winter came in Qiu Lai, the weather became colder and colder, the roses gradually withered, but Chimonanthus praecox risked its life. Because there is a faint fragrance floating, the roses next to them are shaking with cold, and they are still ruthlessly cursing: "What's the big deal? Next spring, I'll see how good you are ... "
When wintersweet heard this, she said slowly, "Sister Rose, you are more beautiful than me in spring, but you cried Vera in winter, and I opened it. Please don't be jealous of me. Next spring, you will open up again and make contributions to mankind! "
Ross blushed and bowed his head. ...
Write roses. Composition 10 Summer vacation, my mother and I went to the famous "Spring City"-Kunming, Yunnan, where the seasons are like spring and flowers are blooming.
Lily, tulip, orchid, etc. , colorful
Six colors, fragrant. I especially like roses. As a foodie, I like the edible roses there best.
We went into the greenhouse to pick the roses, and the picked roses can be made into rose cakes to eat. The staff said, "Only one or two flowers and bones can be picked." As soon as the voice fell, we began to pick some flowers, some of which have withered, but the charm still exists, and some of them are still slowly opening up, like a growing teenager, with many flowers and bones, like a group of sleeping children. By the time I came to my senses, I had picked a basket full of flowers.
Looking at this garden full of roses and smelling the flowers, I seem to see many flower fairies around me. They wore crowns of various colors and beautiful gauze skirts, and gently stroked my forehead with their magic wand. I also became a flower fairy, flapping my wings and flying to the flowers, standing on tiptoe on the petals. At this time, a group of bees flew over and told me how cold the wind was in the morning while picking honey. The butterfly stopped beside me and whispered to me. A large group of roses gathered around, talking about the good dream they had last night. The leaves are flapping and fanning me. The sun shone through the gap and told me some wonderful things. People came to water my throne. I silently said, thank you! Every day, I wake up in the song of songbirds. At noon, I took a nap in the music played by the staff At night, I fell asleep in the sound of crickets. ...
"Let's eat rose cake!" Suddenly, I was awakened by the voice of the guide. I just remembered: I am a rose picker, not a rose fairy!
Write a composition about roses 1 1 I especially like roses. It is not only beautiful, but also contains many meanings of love-it can convey love, affection and friendship.
Roses are always so delicate. Blooming, budding, or just small buds are telling people that they are the real pride in flowers. It, this thorn is also lovely, and this thorn makes people dare not have any unexpected ideas. Its flowering period is longer, because it wants to release its delicate and charming.
Roses always like to be busy. It gives off a faint fragrance, attracting some small bees to play among the flowers. Many butterflies are also attracted by its beauty, dancing in the flowers, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Roses are strong. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, no matter whether it is hot or scorching sun, it is calm and unhurried. Even when it shows its fragrance and delicacy, and the petals quietly fall away, it is still so calm.
A budding rose is like a shy little girl hiding at home and afraid to come out. And in full bloom, like a warm and charming beautiful lady. Crimson, light red, pink, or black, oh, that's all kinds of rose girls.
I want to be a rose, a beautiful, brave and strong rose.
Yesterday, when I came home from school, I just walked into the house. The first thing you see is a pot of roses, which are extremely bright and colorful.
Its stem is long and thick, and its leaves are oval with thin veins on them. The leaves are like some naughty children, chasing and playing around a pillar. There are some serrated thorns on its stem, which match the stem like a saw.
The colors of Chinese characters are red, pink and blue, which are artificially cultivated. The flowers are big and fragrant, bulging like a small balloon, with flat petals like pink paper. Stamens are full of pollen, which is butterfly's favorite.
Seen from a distance, its flower is a wine glass. When I took a closer look, I immediately turned into a perfume bottle, which was fragrant.
It can be enjoyed or dried, and served with rose tea. Sweet and fragrant, there is nothing better to enjoy than sunbathing. You must bathe the morning light with roses. This rose bath can make your skin smooth and tender.
Legend has it that roses used to be white without thorns. A goddess grows many roses. It happened that a man accidentally knocked over a glass of wine and poured it on the rose, which dyed it red. At this time, a group of bees are chasing the goddess' son. The goddess angrily pulled out all the thorns of the bee, and the thorns grew on the roses after being pulled out.
I like roses. He is like a guardian who always guards the garden.
Write a composition about roses 13 My father likes to raise plants. My balcony is full of plants my father brought back from outside: some from my father's company and some from the street.
In front of the window outside the living room, although there is an air-conditioned outdoor unit, there are still one or two pots of plants; There are also two pots of plants in the window outside mom and dad's house. Look, one of them is climbing high on the guardrail. I won't say much about the balcony!
Look! Today, my father brought back a new member-a pot of roses.
The rarest plant in my family is the rose. Today, my father finally brought back a pot of roses. On the same day, my father sent away an old comrade at home-cycad. When my father and I moved the old comrades, the old comrades came to "bite" us because he could not bear it. After all, he has lived in our house for several years. Because cycad's home is too small, we intend to bring it to a wide world and grow up happily. My father and I moved for a long time, but we didn't move. Later, we moved to the cycad according to the horizontal principle.
I got up today and walked to the rose. Suddenly there was a red flower. This is a red rose. I don't believe it, so I asked my mother if she was a red rose. My mother told me so. Later, I specially called my father, but the answer made me very happy. My father told me that it was really a rose. But I saw red roses for the first time. How beautiful!
When my father came home for dinner at night, I said to my father, "You can keep up with young people now. Give it to your mother yourself. You planted this rose yourself!" "Dad actually said," You little urchin, what are you talking about! " "It turns out that dad is also shy.
At night, looking up from the downstairs, the window is a little red, like a red lantern hanging in the dark, according to the direction of progress.
My mother is a flower lover. She planted many different flowers on the balcony, and they naturally became my friends, including roses, pink palms, sunflowers and sunflowers. But my favorite plant is not the peony, the king of flowers, nor the delicate Phalaenopsis, but the beautiful rose.
Every morning, I will water my beloved flowers and take the opportunity to observe their changes over time. I found that the original flower bones slowly blossomed, scrambling to bloom buds. Some spread three or four petals; Some have all spread out, revealing golden stamens, which are very beautiful.
Their posture is also very interesting. Some of them stood upright and stood guard there. Some branches and leaves spread out like a girl in a red skirt dancing. Countless little bees also rushed to join in the fun and lingered among the flowers.
My mother told me that if you want your friends to grow up happily, you should pick the flower heads and prune them in time after the flowers wither and before they form seeds or fruits, so that new buds can grow.
I was dubious at first, but I listened to my mother. After three or four days, I found that it really grew new leaves. I am very excited, and I have prepared some nutrients and fertilizers for them, so that they can grow better after adding fertilizers.
Another week passed, and I really saw a beautiful little bud on the branch.
I like this delicate rose of my plant friend, and I like summer with flowers.
My favorite rose, 15, is not as beautiful as Gui Xiang, as noble as lotus and as rich as peony, but it has a unique charm.
The stem of a rose is dark green, with some tiny thorns around it. Those thorns are invisible when you stand in the distance, but when you want to climb them down, hey hey! Then you were stabbed! Those little thorns are like loyal guards, protecting their children from any harm.
The leaves of roses are very sharp, and the green leaves set off the intoxicating beauty. You see, the roses are blooming, and the burgundy petals are wrapped in layers, tightly clustered together and standing high on the branches, just like a beautiful girl with noble status and outstanding appearance, holding her head high and standing proudly. That delicate burgundy, like a girl's blushing cheeks, is fascinating.
In addition to red, there are yellow, white and blue roses ... The most common one is red rose, which symbolizes beautiful and pure love. Exquisitely packaged roses can be seen everywhere in the shop, which selflessly convey people's feelings.
Roses are not only beautiful, but also have many uses! It can be made into delicious cakes and bathed with its petals. Its skin care products and perfumes are also ladies' favorites.
I love you, beautiful rose! Love your gorgeous colors, but also love your graceful blooming posture!