Chuanhua Liu Shu writes a composition.
But I like willow trees. Although some people always say it is fragile, it shows the softness of spring.
In early spring and February, the snow and ice in the shade have not completely melted, and the chill in winter has not completely disappeared, but the willows have pulled out green branches, revealing clusters of green buds to welcome the arrival of spring girls. Look, its long, soft branches are swaying leisurely on the calm lake, and its movements are so light and gentle. They lined up neatly and welcomed Miss Chun with beautiful dance! "I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." I can't help reciting this poem.
In midsummer, willow branches appear longer, greener and softer. This season, it is like a grown-up girl, wearing long green hair, standing quietly with her head down and a smile. As if waiting, as if in meditation. Naughty children often break the soft branches of willows and wrap them around their heads to be heroic "PLA", not to mention how energetic they are.
I often hear adults say, "plant flowers intentionally, but you can't blossom, and you can't plant willows unintentionally." I thought about it: Yes, peony is beautiful and jasmine is fragrant, but it can't be separated from the hard cultivation of gardeners. But willows are bathed in sunshine, sucking the rain and dew, thriving on the banks and decorating the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland.
2. Write a composition about willow.
Maybe you like obscure grass, maybe you like willow trees dancing with the wind, and my favorite is the tall poplar tree at the school gate.
This big poplar is about five stories high. In midsummer, from a distance, it looks like a green flame going straight into the sky. Those leaves under direct sunlight are very green, as if someone had sprinkled a handful of Venus on them, shining; The leaves facing away from the sun are dark green, as if they have experienced countless vicissitudes. The tall green canopy sets off the blue sky brightly, and a gust of wind blows, and the treetops sway gently, as if welcoming us happily.
The trunk of this big tree is so thick that we can't hold it with open arms. Dark brown bark with countless rings is very rough, like mountains and rivers, telling a long historical vicissitudes. We don't know what this century-old tree has experienced, and no one knows how much wind and rain, how much heat and how much winter it has experienced; Only then did we know that he was so strong and great that he propped up a green life with great strength.
The roots of this tree are deeply rooted in the soil. Although it has experienced so many storms and I don't know how many difficulties it has encountered, it is still trying to grow and stretch upward, revealing the true colors of life.
Leaves are the most beautiful scenery of poplars. Look, the green leaves on the treetops, where the sun dances, are as bright as the blue sky. If you look at the leaves with the sun behind them, it seems that they are the calmest people. They don't show off their appearance, but are willing to show the dark green spotless, which makes people feel that life is so beautiful. Looking up, countless leaves are dense and full of youthful feelings. Leaves and branches are inseparable, and the thick branches extend obliquely upward, which is a powerful arm of the tree and holds up the lush branches and leaves.
This big poplar is like a huge "shade killing". In hot summer, we play under the trees in the street park. When we are tired, we always throw ourselves into the arms of parasols to enjoy the cool. How comfortable it is to sit in a chair under a big tree and enjoy the cool.
This big poplar is an unusual tree, and it is an enterprising tree. The big tree gives us a happy feeling, tenacious will and the spirit of making progress every day, so I especially like it.
3. Write an allegorical composition with lotus, willow and poplar. I like tall poplars; I also like pine trees that are evergreen all the year round; I prefer elegant willows.
I have a river near the county seat, which is the river of my village. Rows of willows are planted on both sides of the river. With light steps, Miss Chun clothed the willow with green clothes. Willow leaves, small fish spit bubbles from the river, as if to say: "Sister Liu, you are so beautiful!" " "He vomited bubbles in shame and jumped into the river. Birds fly to the willow tree, and some jump around the willow tree; Some swing on the willows like children; Some are singing loudly on the branches! It has become a paradise for birds. The breeze is blowing, the leaves are ringing, as if clapping for the birds' songs! Long willow branches hang down in the river, like a beautiful girl bending down and looking at the river combing her hair in front of a "mirror"! This is really: "Jasper makeup tree is high, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down."
Willow is not only beautiful, but also has many uses. He made birds have beautiful homes; He brought oxygen to the door; It can also absorb carbon dioxide, willow bark can be used as medicinal materials, trunk can be used as furniture, and willow is full of treasures.
Willow, she is beautiful, she can make the earth more beautiful. Under the sunlight, the colors of branches and leaves are varied, including green, dark green and dark green. She only shows beauty to others, never strives for strength, and never haggles with other trees.
I like willow trees. Willow is the messenger of spring. Whenever spring returns to the earth and everything is still asleep, willow first perceives the message of spring, but I prefer people like willow.
4. Composition Description Willow Willow is the city tree of Yangzhou, and Yangzhou people don't like it.
People love willows, and willows are planted everywhere. Willow trees can be seen everywhere along the roadside, along the river and in Chi Pan, making Yangzhou charming. It's still chilly in spring, and the willow branches appear green first; Hanging upside down on the slender willow branches, the tender green leaves become greener when they meet the spring breeze. From a distance, they look like green strings hanging upside down from trees. No wonder the poet said, "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors"! In early summer, catkins began to fly, and the light catkins were blown by the wind, like the feathers of white geese flying in the air, which everyone loved.
In midsummer, willow trees have become shady, and the stretched willow leaves are comb-shaped and appear greener; From a distance, the drooping willow branches are like green ribbons, swaying in the breeze, which is really beautiful. During the summer vacation, sometimes we will go boating in the lake, and often go to the willow trees by the river to bask in the sun, leaving willow branches scratching our faces. How interesting! Sometimes they catch cicadas on the willow branches by the roadside and play in the shade as much as possible.
In autumn, the willow is pretending again, and the willow leaves are gradually turning yellow. The yellow leaves all over the tree fall from time to time, sometimes in a large area, and there is a feeling of "suddenly blowing yellow flowers all over the ground like an autumn wind". That's a real pity. In the severe winter, the willow branches in the north wind sang and danced slowly. When they met with severe frost, the willow branches turned white again. As soon as the sun shone, the frost disappeared and returned to normal.
In the heavy snow, the willow branches turned into white cotton strips, and the whole willow branches were wrapped in silver, crystal clear. Sometimes we pull the branches with our hands, and the snowflakes piled on the branches fall off one by one, onto our faces and necks. The ice hurt our lives, and we actually laughed.
I love the willow in my hometown, not only because it is beautiful, but also because it is easy to plant, where it is planted and where it grows. It is really pleasing. Comments on Excellent Works: At the beginning of the article, the author always writes that the willow tree decorated Yangzhou extraordinarily beautifully, and then writes about the scene where the willow tree is green in early spring, and writes about the different forms of the willow tree in early summer, midsummer, autumn and severe winter, which are real and vivid.
At the same time, the author also wrote the shapes and colors of willow branches, leaves and catkins in detail, giving people a feeling of seeing with their own eyes. These descriptions fully reflect the author's careful observation of willow trees, and it is valuable to follow the changes of seasons for a long time.
When the author is writing about Love Willow, he is actually writing about loving his hometown and expressing his thoughts and feelings about loving his hometown.
In the four fields of my hometown, there are all kinds of trees everywhere, among which willow is the most. It is almost impossible to grow around the ridge, the river bank and the house.
Or neatly arranged, or patchwork, or simply out of order. The trunk is tall and short, but the branches are lush. It is stronger than the pride of the strong and lower than the humility of the master; Graceful as a skirt, elegant as long hair in the wind.
I have never seen catkins flying all over the sky in my memory, so it has never aroused my poetic feeling of "blowing willow on the embankment and getting drunk as spring smoke"
I didn't pay much attention to these ubiquitous willows. I paid attention to them at first because of my uncle. He picked a leaf from a willow branch and put it to his mouth, so that he could blow out a melodious tune. My friends and I admire it very much and study hard, but we can't learn it.
So I have to change the way I play. When the willow is flourishing, my friends and I gather around the tree, jump up and break a willow branch and peel some bark from the root. Then I bit the roots of willow branches with my teeth, lifted a corner of my clothes, wrapped my mouth tightly, and slowly pulled it down ... The green bark gathered on the branches, the green buds and green leaves, and the willow branches peeled off in spring showed slender trunks, as strong as my friends.
The product made in this way has an image nickname called "Ma Tuan". "Ma Tuan" is a traditional fried food in my hometown, which is deeply loved by the elderly and children. Using such delicious food to describe it shows our enthusiasm for this game.
In this way, they are folded up one by one and pulled up one by one, and the slender branches are swaying in the spring breeze with round wool balls. We put the processed "hemp balls" in the collar or hold them in our hands, lined up in a long queue, and shouted in unison all the way: "Sell hemp balls-"The battle was spectacular.
There are also many games related to willow trees, such as breaking a branch and reaching into the river to "fish", or weaving a "hat" with branches and wearing it on your head as a soldier in the field.
6. Write 300 words with birds, old people, willows and lotus flowers. There is a cluster of willows in our school. Their tall and straight bodies and high foreheads seem to be full of wisdom. Look! The tree headed in front looks like a venerable old man and a guardian of young trees.
In spring, willows grow small heads and show small buds. Look how happy they are. They said happily, "Spring is coming." The birds on the willow tree are chirping, as if talking about the good scenery they see.
In summer, the willow tree looks like an elegant girl. It hangs its hair covered with green leaves, like a green umbrella to shade the students. Occasionally, I will twist my slender waist branches to send a cool breeze to people.
In autumn, willow leaves fall. If you walk under a tree, leaves occasionally fall on your head, kiss your shoulder and fall on the ground, like laying a thin carpet on the ground. It adds a warm feeling to the campus and turns the lovely campus into a beautiful picture.
In winter, trees are covered with snow-white coats, and leaves fall to the ground, as if they were buried underground for snow, making contributions to the afterlife.
Ah! Willow, your tall body makes me very proud.
I love the willows in the Yangtze River Garden when the school is slow and rough, and I love the charming campus even more.
I once saw a willow tree at the gate of the park. That is an old willow tree, and its thick trunk has cracked a deep crack. Even so, it still grows tenaciously, and the branches grow green leaves. It's so striking and deep into your heart, so ...
In spring, a hundred flowers are blooming, and peony, roses and beads are all red ... There are too many varieties, which are put on the roadside for people to enjoy. Those flowers stretched out their waist branches and dedicated their brightest smiles to passers-by, who also stopped for them and fell in love with them. But what about the willow? What kind of person is he?
He does not strive for beauty, nor does he show off his beauty to others. He just silently guarded his post and made his own contribution to the greening of the motherland. Perhaps no one will stop for such an old willow tree, but he will still dedicate himself to people without complaint. I admire willow trees and praise them. He is neither as charming as a flower nor as gentle as grass. He has experienced many years and the baptism of wind and rain, but I still feel the tenacity of life from his strong body, because I have seen many flowers wither and grass wither in the wind and rain. And he has become more vibrant in the baptism of the storm. Although he is still not valued and appreciated, he is still in his post, silently contributing, silently …
This is the willow tree, just like some people in our lives, working silently, asking for nothing in return, but for silent dedication, big willow tree! I am proud of you, I am proud of you.
8. Composition describing the willows by the lake Spring has come, the earth is reviving, the flowers are actually blooming, the grass has a new life, and the willows feel the breath of spring.
The spring breeze is blowing, the spring rain has passed, and the willows have grown new tender leaves. The green leaves are like children's eyes, flashing in the sun and watching the spring scenery curiously. The willow leaves on the willow branches are tightly packed together, as if a group of children get together and whisper. Willow loves dressing up! Willow branches are picked by the lake, and I look at the mirror in the water every day and look at my graceful appearance in the water.
If you look carefully, you will find small and thin flowers growing on the willow branches. The dolls are neatly arranged and beautifully dressed, sucking the spring rain and basking in the warm sun. Baby Hua wants to grow up quickly. Do they want to see what they look like when they grow up, and whether they will grow more beautiful?
Speaking of willows, it reminds me of the poem "Liu Yong", "Jasper is dressed as a tree, and a tapestry of thousands of strands of moss hangs down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. " I really like willow trees in spring.
9. Willow branches are slender and soft, drooping downwards, so they are also called "weeping willows".
They like to grow by the water. There are some trees by the pond in our community. I am very interested in them. Unlike pine trees and camphor trees, willow trees shed their leaves in winter and become bare trunks with thousands of bare branches.
Shortly after the Spring Festival, the weather was still very cold, and many small bones grew on the willow branches. These small bones are numerous and arranged very neatly and evenly.
That is the willow tree that feels the arrival of spring and is ready to sprout. The weather is getting warmer and warmer, the little bones are getting bigger and bigger, and the color is turning green, even the bark on the branches is turning green.
Finally, one day, the bone blossomed and became a small bud. Immediately, the bud grew into two sharp leaves, about 7-8 cm long.
From a distance, the willow tree has long been "tapestry hanging", but now it is March. Why do you say "the spring breeze in February is like scissors"? I looked at the calendar, and it turned out that the solar calendar had arrived in March, and the lunar calendar was still in February, while the ancients used the lunar calendar.
It's April. Spring is beautiful and flowers are in full bloom.
The willow is still green. Why not blossom? In the next few days, when I walk, there are always white filaments like cotton candy flying in front of me and behind me. Some hung on the low trees on the roadside, and some floated into the nose, which made people sneeze a lot.
Finally, I found that these white filaments came from willow trees. It turns out that the willow is full of flowers, but the flowers are very small, lying on the willow branches like caterpillars, without bright colors, mixed among the willow leaves, which is not attractive.
Those white filaments are covered with willows, and every time a gust of wind blows, it will float away. I "Baidu" it. These white filaments are called catkins. They are the seeds of willow after flowering, covered with a layer of white fluff, just for the convenience of the wind to take them everywhere to find a new home.
After this observation, I have gained a lot. I learned about the process of willow germination, leaf growth, flowering and sowing.
Facing the swaying "green silk tapestry" and dancing catkins, I think willow trees are more charming.