On Sunday, I picked up a newspaper and read it aloud. Suddenly, my eyes were fixed on a news item. It says, "This Sunday, the museum will hold its annual flower show." Ah! This is a rare opportunity. I need to take a good look. There may be some flower names I don't know.

Thinking of this, I put down my books and newspapers and ran out of the house. I smelled a faint fragrance before I entered the gate. I went up to have a look, hey! Just a dozen pots of canna. I saw the green leaves covered with crystal drops, shining like diamonds in the sunlight. There is also a little yellow fairy standing among the leaves, as if to pay tribute to people coming and going.

Walking into the hall of thousands of square meters is another atmosphere. First, I entered the sea of chrysanthemums. After careful observation, I saw chrysanthemums spewing out from the flower stand more than one meter high, shining with brilliant bright spots, all the way to the ground, just like a gorgeous and moving phoenix tail. Some chrysanthemums are red as fire, white as snow, yellow as jade and colorful. Some of them are just like foreign children's yellow curly hair, which is really worthy of being put down in various ways.

Next to the chrysanthemum, there are pots of red roses, as if they were thinly coated with rouge. The buds that are about to open look so full and delicate. When the flowers bloom, a wisp of golden stamens will appear among the layers of petals, as if waving with a smile.

"Come and see, come and see! What a beautiful epiphyllum! " A classmate in the distance shouted happily and I rushed over. It was rude of me to break free from the crowd and squeeze in. My eyes broke through, what a lush epiphyllum! Among the green leaves, a delicate flower is trembling slightly. The white and beautiful epiphyllum proudly held its head high and opened its beautiful face.

Walking out of the museum, I deeply feel that visiting the flower show is endless fun and will bring you endless knowledge.

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