Through the window, I saw neat poplars planted on both sides of the road, which were stronger than anyone else, just like strong children comparing their height. Through Xiao Yang's Woods, we can see that in the vast Yuan Ye, there are not only square wheat fields, but also large tracts of golden rape flowers. From a distance, there is gold everywhere. Green wheat and golden rape flowers set each other off and are very beautiful. What a charming spring scenery, just like what the painter carefully painted. I really want to get off and see that beautiful picture!

Finally got off! I jumped into the garden and the smell of rape flowers came to my nose. My mother and I didn't consider climbing to the high Mangshan Mountain and carefully watching the head of the tall and mighty Emperor Yanhuang. Hurriedly follow the flowers to find rape flowers, not far away, endless rape fields are displayed in front of us.

Wow! How beautiful! I saw golden rape flowers in full bloom, one after another, in clusters, which dazzled me. I couldn't help lying on the beautiful little flower. I saw that there were four delicate petals and five thin stamens in its core, just like Princess Barbie in a yellow skirt, dancing beautifully. Hard-working bees and colorful flowers are flying around among the flowers.

I read aloud two lines from Yang Wanli's poem "Xugongdian in New Town": The children rushed to chase Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but they ran around trying to catch a butterfly and see its big flexible wings, but they couldn't catch it. I'm anxious to be around the rape flower like an ant on hot bricks. At this time, my mother told me a sentence from Five Thousand Years in China.

I stood there motionless in disappointment. My mother wiped the pollen off the tip of my nose and said, "fly!" Little girl, fly like a butterfly! " So, I ran away excitedly again, thinking while running: if I can change seventy-two, I will become a butterfly, flying among flowers; I also want to be a little bee, rolling on the flowers and lying on the petals comfortably basking in the sun; I also want to be a lovely rape flower. Every day, many friends play with me and grow up happily under the nourishment of sunshine and the Yellow River.