Gardenia writes 500 words.
Gardenia composition 500 words 1 After a tiring day, I went to visit the central lake of our school after dinner with some friends in the evening. I went there last week, but I didn't find the highlight of this street. Tonight, I found gardenias on both sides of this street, which made people walk on it. It was so beautiful that I forgot myself and walked here selflessly. There is an endless feeling in my heart. There are many people coming and going in this street.
Unconsciously, I walked to the dance floor, where the shelves for taking photos of graduates have been set up. Yes, the season when gardenias bloom is also the day of parting. This kind of Miri, Malaysia has an indescribable sadness. How many graduates are so depressed while enjoying this beauty? Four years has given them too much disappointment.
In a blink of an eye, my college time has passed by half. Over the past six months, there have been ups and downs, but more must be sweet. I have a group of hanging girls. We don't have to pay attention to other people's eyes, and we can laugh very selflessly on campus every time. Smile is our label, and we will end our college days without any regrets.
Graduation parties in various colleges are also going on constantly. The theme of each party is similar, telling the disappointment of the graduates who are leaving, and all kinds of things brought to them by the university. All these seem so tragicomedy.
The season when gardenias bloom is also the season of parting. Four years of long talk and short talk are over, that's all. The seniors and sisters who are about to enter the society wish them a smooth life in the future.
The next season when gardenia blooms is the season when I leave, which is inexplicably sad.
You and I miss the past,
The cool breeze in late summer blows my hair,
Tears in my eyes are gone with the evening breeze,
Thinking about the future on a sleepless summer night.
Gardenia composition 500 words 2 Early in the morning, I walked in the corner of the street park, and my keen sense of smell made me feel her existence initially. Eyes are gathering, aha! Originally here, I can't help but feel ecstatic. Gardenia blossoms and smells fragrant. That refreshing smell floated in my mind for a long time. The smell is so familiar and suffocating. Look up at her again, just like a little girl in a white dress, so simple, pure and elegant. The pure "she" is half asleep. Look at his appearance, half-rolled and half-scattered with his head tilted. Obviously, she has not fully released her unique temperament.
From then on, every morning, I came to see them and helped them mow the grass and loosen the soil. Maybe it's because of me. They are becoming more and more prosperous, getting rid of the flowers and plants that bind them and standing out. Jun Gao's appearance made me feel happy. Later, they became the "focus" of the street park. Many people come to their side, feel her elegant temperament and smell their charming fragrance. They practice Tai Chi and dance disco here, and the children chase after them. ...
"Baby, flowers are for people to see, you can't pick them. You see, if the baby is gone, mother will be very sad. If you pick flowers, your mother will be very sad, too. " A beautiful voice like a silver bell came into my ears. Yes, the flowers are so prosperous and pleasing to the eye that no one picks them, which is probably the result of the dedication of countless heroes behind the scenes. Perhaps, this is the charm of gardenia blossom!
It's a pleasure to see gardenias in full bloom. Think about it: the garden is full of gardenias, and the snow-white flowers are connected and hidden in the green leaves. Graceful figure and quiet fragrance attract people all the time. Being in it, watching so many flowers jump, laughing and breathing their quiet fragrance, how can you not stay and forget to come back?
Gardenia blossoms, fragrant and intoxicating!
Gardenia doesn't have enough energy to write a composition of 500 words. If you feel it carefully, there is still a breeze passing by your ear. Although it is, the weather is very comfortable. Take us from the foot of Xianyue Mountain and follow the trail of gardenia along the road.
Gardenia usually has six white petals with a small yellow light cannon in the middle, which is wonderful. A few green leaves stretch out under the petals, which reminds me of the saying that white flowers line green leaves and green leaves hold white flowers. There is no trace of gardenia at the foot of the mountain, and I still haven't found the flower fairy who plays hide-and-seek with us, which makes me feel a little sorry.
Aha, at this moment, I found the white in the green, and the gardenia showed its true colors among the flowers. I believe that the farther I go, the more white flowers I will find. Sure enough, one, two, three my bags are gradually bulging. However, the process of picking flowers is not so easy. Gardenia usually grows on slopes. Not only that, there is a wet soil in front of the slope, which seems unwelcome to us. But there are still some hospitable gardenias sticking their heads out and smiling at us.
The teacher told us that if we collect one or twenty gardenias, we can make a misspelled gardenia dish. This sentence improved my fighting spirit, and I instantly became the focus of attention. As long as I see white plants, I have to see them. However, in this green ocean, besides the white gardenia, there are more unknown white leaves, which grow everywhere and often make me lose my way. Just when I wanted to put a gardenia in my bag, the teacher told us that it was time to write, so I reluctantly left the jungle.
But my heart didn't leave. The fragrance, posture and flower language of gardenia make me yearn for it. Gardenia is the sum of all things and can be in my life forever.
Today's sunshine is not strong. If you feel it carefully, there is still a breeze passing by your ears. Although it is summer, the weather is very comfortable. The teacher took us along the road from the foot of Xianyue Mountain to find the trace of gardenia.
Gardenia usually has six white petals with a small yellow light in the middle, which is very cute. A few green leaves stretch out under the petals, which reminds me of the saying that white flowers line green leaves and green leaves hold white flowers. There is no trace of gardenia at the foot of the mountain, and I still haven't found the flower fairy who plays hide-and-seek with us, which makes me feel a little sorry.
Aha, at this moment, I found the white in the green, and the gardenia showed its true colors among the flowers. I believe that the farther I go, the more white flowers I will find. Sure enough, one, two, three ... my bag is gradually bulging. However, the process of picking flowers is not so easy. Gardenia usually grows on slopes. Not only that, there is a wet soil in front of the slope, which seems unwelcome to us. But there are still some hospitable gardenias sticking their heads out and smiling at us.
The teacher told us that collecting one or twenty gardenias can make a wrong gardenia food. This sentence improved my fighting spirit and my eyes became sharp in an instant. As long as I see white plants, I will go to see what happened. However, in this green ocean, besides the white gardenia, there are more unknown white leaves, which grow everywhere and often make me lose my way. Just when I wanted to put a gardenia in my bag, the teacher told us that it was time to write, so I reluctantly left the jungle.
But my heart didn't leave. The fragrance, posture and language of gardenia are what I yearn for. Gardenia is the sum of all good things. I really hope it can accompany me forever.
Gardenia 500 words 5 pure white gardenia, blooming in this summer season, the air is filled with faint fragrance, which makes me intoxicated.
Gardenia blossoms, graduation season is coming, even if there is still a whole year, but the thought of leaving this campus and stepping into the door of junior high school is still mixed.
Always in every midsummer, always in every season when gardenias bloom, our campus will welcome a batch of fresh blood and strange faces. Their faces may be filled with smiles, or they may look at us with envious eyes, or they may be as ignorant as children. However, their arrival also indicates that there will be another sigh on campus. Those are tears of reluctance, tears of joy and tears of attachment.
The fragrance of gardenia pervades the tears of graduation, and the wind blows through the classroom where we used to be together. There, we did a lot of papers and listened to a class, and our friendship broke and overlapped again and again. How can I leave all this easily?
The wind blew through the playground where we used to run together. There are ancient poems that we recite, the sound of our neat running and the sound of our laughter ... Although I will definitely leave the campus, these beautiful memories will never be forgotten by time and will always be hidden in the depths of my heart.
I can't help but see these clear pictures in my mind, one after another, not fragments, but continuous. Standing at some empty school gates, the sunshine is just right. Looking at the petals of gardenia floating in the sky, I can't help thinking that this time next year, our graduation season will be ushered in again, and then we will start our dream journey.
Next summer, the classroom will be full of people again, but it's a pity that it's not us anymore.
Gardenia writes 500 words and 6 faint, really faint, but it makes me appreciate a different fragrance in an instant. ...
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When I set foot on this car bound for the examination room, I suddenly found that I couldn't go back and separation was imminent.
Sitting in the car, looking at your tired but slightly smiling face, the sour and sweet taste filled my heart.
You ... Your image suddenly came, and I don't know how to write it. Too many touches have warmed my heart!
When I first met you, you were so ordinary. Say hello to me gently, and you left. I just laughed.
Gradually, I found that you are so kind to every student, always smiling patiently and explaining students' problems. I am glad that you are a good teacher. Gradually, I found that you also attach great importance to me. After every math exam, you drag me to analyze the test paper. Although I shouted bad luck, my heart was overjoyed.
But that time, I cried. When I copied the answer, you left me and severely criticized me. I've never seen your sharp eyes. For a moment, I felt that I had become so dirty in your heart. Tears filled my eyes. I regret it. I made you angry. You still care about me more than before. You always encourage me to say, "What does it matter if my family is poor? We will all help you. You have the ability to hit the key, and we all believe you. " I have changed.
On the eve of senior high school entrance examination, you wrote a letter to everyone. In your letter, you said to me: "Life has not crushed you, and the teacher likes your strength!" " "The heart is not only moved, but also a powerful force. I smiled with tears in my eyes
What you give me is always a tiny care like a star, but it also adorns my sixteen-year-old sky like a star.
From you, I saw a simple flower blooming, unknown, but fragrant with the youth of every student.
In June, the gardenia has not yet bloomed, and the fragrance you brewed has already dispersed. ...
Postscript: Maybe Mr. Zhang won't read this article, but I will never forget the personality charm he showed me. She is like a gardenia. She doesn't need a gorgeous appearance, but she still has a taste in my heart ...
Gardenia blooms 500 words and 7 steps on the breath of spring, but I can't see gardenia blooms that year, and my eyes are hazy. I only remember her emotional singing and kind smile, but she is very bitter.
Grandma is always gentle. Every year when gardenia blossoms, she will sing softly. It seems that only in this way can we relieve our inner anguish. I like listening to her sing, grandma sings and sings, and tears are spinning in her eyes. I don't know what makes her so sad. Her voice is getting louder and fuller, and her heart seems to be broken. I stared at the brilliant gardenia in front of me. It lost its sense of dance and completely solidified, like a quiet oil painting. I listened, tears rolled down involuntarily and fell on my face, burning with pain.
For two years, this song has been uninterrupted, and gardenias are still dancing-nothing seems to have changed, but I have. I no longer love my grandmother's singing. Although I feel worse, I have no sympathy for her. I even hate her-gardenia lost its former color, leaving only a dead indifference-when my grandmother came to pick me up after school, I couldn't help singing a sad song. I broke away from grandma and flew away. My grandmother froze and didn't speak. I saw her sigh deeply. ..
Later, my mother told me that grandma's mother died that spring, and she could not struggle in the pain of parting. At that time, there were only gardenias covered with branches outside the window ...
Don't ...
Grandma, forgive me! Forgive me! Gardenia blooms in memory!
But now, I ignore her, and the only thing that can't be redeemed is become memories. ...
I looked up, but I never saw the gardenia blossom that year.
Gardenia blossoms in 500 words. During the winter vacation, I read Grandpa Dong Hongyou's Gardenia Blossoms. What moved me most was the essay Lamp. This essay tells the story of a young male teacher from a big city in Xigang Middle School and a lamp in a corner forgotten by neon lights.
It was a summer night. "On the country road, in the frogs' paddy fields, in the village where the smoke has just dispersed, and by the lake where the moonlight is swaying, golden stars are shining." You will be intoxicated by this beautiful night scene. In fact, these lovely little stars are the starry sky where students gather with old kerosene lamps, simple canned lamps, all kinds of medicine bottle lamps, ink bottle lamps and grotesque earthen lamps.
"When I walked to the podium with my own pot lamp and began to lecture, the trembling light in front of my eyes was as fresh as a little creature. The flickering flame is like a bud that has just broken ground. " In class, every student listens attentively, thinks and swims in the ocean of knowledge. The teacher's whole body and the oil lamp held high have become lighthouses in the ocean of knowledge.
In the middle of the night, the teachers of Xigang Middle School bowed their heads in front of this weak flame to prepare lessons and correct their homework. It is in this difficult environment that the teachers and students of Xigang Middle School study hard. They don't complain, don't give up, study hard, learn a wonderful life and taste the joy of success.
When night falls, the city where we live is already brightly lit, and the whole urban area is decorated with colorful neon lights. We study in a bright classroom, and when we get home, there are all kinds of lights with different shapes and strange shapes. But in my eyes, they are far less than the lamps used by teachers and students in Xigang Middle School. They are the lights that light up the light of life, illuminating others and themselves. How nostalgic and shocking those lights are!
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, the wheel of time will reach May of 20xx. In May, the flowers have receded and the branches are gradually covered with green fruits. No matter how much you miss spring, this year's spring has passed. The "green, fat, red and thin" season described in Li Qingzhao's ci is coming, and the summer heat is approaching day by day. But don't forget, it is in this May that the lotus can "faint in the summer fragrance pool". The young lady next door can't resist the temptation of gardenia fragrance. She picked some budding flowers and carefully put them in delicate vases, and the whole boudoir was filled with a faint fragrance. May this year is destined to be a mixed season!
Today, when I went to physical education class, I smelled an attractive fragrance of flowers, which was elegant without losing temperament and fragrance. Because it just rained, the cool wind with moisture blew on my arm, and I was bathed in the mixed smell of green and white. I don't know who said, "This is the smell of gardenia!" "I immediately thought that the gardenia in the school flower bed was about to open. It should bloom now. Let's run to the flower bed at once. I only see white flowers dotted among the dense leaves. The green leaves are tough and green, and the petals are white and fragrant, as rich as satin. The combination of white and green is refreshing and pleasing to the eye.
The green shoots are tight and full, and the fragrance is as poisonous as spicy. What comes with the wind is the sweetness of gardenia. There are round dewdrops lying on the snow-white petals, like crystal tears. We sat beside the flower bed and enjoyed the beautiful gardenia. In a trance, I seem to see an innocent girl sleeping on a soft bed paved with green leaves. For years, she hasn't woken up, as if waiting for the legendary little prince to pick her up.
Gardenia writing 500 words 10 Gardenia is not as fragrant as lily, but it is more refreshing.
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The one on the stage has multiple rings. She has the beauty of roses without losing the simplicity of carnations. And she can only silently, alone, envy in the corner.
The afternoon sun lazily sprinkled on the wooden floor. In front of the huge mirror, only a little girl in a gray dance costume kept practicing some movements that particularly challenged her toughness.
Fall, fall, fall. The material floor made a "plop".
"Why are you so stupid? Have you practiced at home? " The teacher spat on her face, but she didn't have any dissatisfaction. But the brain is full of doubts, why it will fail.
Walking alone on a tree-lined path covered with gardenias. The air is filled with the fragrance of gardenia, and white gardenia falls like snow. It landed right on her head. She took it down and felt it was as lonely as herself. Similarly, no one has ever noticed. Just like this tree-lined path, it looks like a fairyland on earth, but it's empty.
The performance may never be as good as her. She was relieved, but she still worked hard, like a gardenia on a tree-lined path. Even if no one is watching, flowers will bloom and fall. The gardenia that fell on her head was made into a brooch by her, even though no one praised it.
Hard work pays off. Facts have proved that this sentence is correct. She stepped onto the stage for the first time and successfully performed her role-the ugly duckling.
When the gardenia bloomed again and strolled along the path of gardenia again, she smiled with surprise. A small group of children, young people in pairs, kind old couples ... their faces are full of smiles and their mouths are praising gardenias.
She never denied and gave up on herself, because when she was in the corner, she told herself, "One day, it will be me in the spotlight."
Gardenia wrote 500 words of 1 1 light, and sprinkled it gently on the face, which was another afternoon to make up lessons.
With a beautiful and colorful heart, just to meet you. But you are late. I'll wait for you at the door.
On the phone, I have been asking you, "Have you arrived yet?" "Hurry up, we'll be late!" "How long will it take?" Fingers kept banging on the keyboard.
Finally, I got a positive answer: I'll be there soon. Your countdown information keeps coming out, which makes the mobile phone card crazy. What about me? Nervously watching the news, at the same time, I grabbed my little heart and looked at the time with a cold sweat on my head for fear of being late.
I kept walking up and down, at this moment, my eyes fell on a strange but very beautiful gardenia. Mild sunlight makes gardenias glow white.
Suddenly, the jingle on the mobile phone disappeared. Only then did I find that you, the familiar figure, were running towards me. I open my arms and you open your arms. No words are needed. You came running and I hugged you. The huge impact almost made us fall.
"Why are you here!" I said a little angrily.
Your eyes seem to fall on the gardenia, and you answer irrelevant questions: "When did this flower come here?"
"There is no time, hurry up!" My voice just fell and I didn't seem to care about what she said. I took her hand and ran upstairs.
Somehow, we giggled while running. This moment belongs only to us. I can't help but feel warm and think, "Yes, this white and pure gardenia is different from our feelings!" " There are no black seeds. "
The heavy homework in the schoolbag can't stop me from getting together, and the scores in the exam won't make us mutually exclusive. Our relationship is really good! Like bright gardenias!
Look! Gardenia, it's blooming!
Gardenia writes 500 words 12. In a blink of an eye, the two-day holiday will be over.
Before going back to school, my mother wore an apron and was making meatballs for me in the kitchen. They are made of sesame, jiaozi. While doing this, she reminded me to study hard at school. It's been two days, and as soon as she said that. I was very upset and wanted to express my dissatisfaction, but looking at the sweat on her face, I couldn't say it. Mom always does this. She wrapped my heart tightly with love and let it melt.
Finally, when my mother stopped, I took the opportunity to run out.
It's raining in Mao Mao, and I'm standing in the yard enjoying a poem. The refreshing fragrance of flowers drilled into the nostrils, which was a gardenia cultivated by my mother. Under the drizzle, it looks much softer. I want to pick some flowers to share with my classmates at school, but ...
A big gray schoolbag is full. Mother knew it was cold and asked me to put on more clothes. She is so careful that even my snacks such as bubble gum and crispy rice can be packed for me. Every time I go back to school, my schoolbag must be bulging, and my mother will let me go.
Things are almost packed, and the bags are getting bigger and bigger. Look up at the window, it's still raining. Suddenly I saw my mother standing on the stool in front of the gardenia. I leaned against the window, and she smiled and pointed to the gardenias on the branches, carefully selecting them. I was stunned by her beauty for an instant: the posture of reaching out and bending over was beautiful. I want to run out and give her an umbrella, but I'm afraid I'll ruin this wonderful moment and this vivid picture.
I watched my mother for a long time, and finally she gave me a handful of gardenias with raindrops. In an instant, my fragile heart surrounded by love has a crisp trembling feeling.
Carrying a bag on your back and a handful of gardenias in your hand is fragrant. My mother has been sending me to the alley, but she is still smiling, as beautiful, as white and as fragrant as gardenia. ...
I finally understand that no matter how far I go, I can't walk out of the sight of maternal love. That kind of maternal love, like gardenia, blooms in in my heart forever. ...
Gardenia composition 500 words 13 Although the sun is shining, it is still too hot in my opinion!
I don't want to go home. I don't want my mother to see the number of apples on my wall. ), only eleven! The gardenia on the roadside is white, like a smiling face, but it seems to me to be a sneer. I hate gardenia. Why do you want to blossom now?
I don't want to walk in the street, but I have to. Everyone on the roadside seems to be the enemy. I really want to fold all the flowers, but I can't!
Why? So many things can't be satisfied! Home is just ahead, but I want to go in the opposite direction. I don't want to go home, I just don't want to!
Go home. Eat first. Even my favorite ribs are not delicious today.
"Not so high? If you learn math better, the number of apples will be higher, won't you? "
Mom's right. Math is my strong point. I have a math exam this time. But I always feel that I won't do well in this exam, which may be the reason for my bad mood. I want to refute, but I can't.
Looking at the gardenia at the door, I want to break again. Why are gardenias everywhere?
"Eat." Mother gave me a plate of beef and said.
"Why do you want to raise gardenias? That flower is like a sneer, saying it is beautiful, but it is not beautiful at all! " I said.
"Because it is not special, it is ordinary, and it can become beautiful without too much care and too much effort." Mother casually replied.
"Some people are ordinary, and some people want to pursue higher. You have to pursue higher, mom knows, because you can do well in the exam as long as you work hard. " Mom added.
A message. The teacher gave the score. Click on it, me, a hundred points.
Looking at the percentage for a long time, I told myself:
Gardenia, it's blooming!
Gardenia flowers write 500 words 14. In spring, a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty, which is a lively scene. But my favorite is gardenia in early summer.
When I was a child, there was a gardenia tree in my yard. In early summer, gardenias in the yard opened one after another. White flowers are dotted on the green branches, the breeze is blowing gently, gardenias are swaying with the wind, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, just like a girl in flower season wearing a white skirt, showing a moving dance.
During the time when the flowers bloomed, I went home from school every day, and before people entered the hospital, I could smell the refreshing and familiar fragrance. When I walk into the yard, I'm always in no hurry to enter the house. Talking to the flowers in the yard is the most relaxing moment of my day. Innocent gardenia nodded with the wind, as if agreeing with me.
Although gardenia is small, it has a lot of character. Gardenia is like a great mother conceived in October. It begins to sprout in the cold winter and will not open until summer. As the gardenia tree grows bigger and bigger, more and more flowers bloom. Gardenia bent, but still let each flower bloom the most beautiful.
Unfortunately, however, the flowering period of each gardenia is only a short week. After turning yellow, some flowers fall on the ground, becoming the delicacies of insects who love incense, and some become the spices of Mother Earth ... Although the life span of Gardenia is short, its fruit can be used as both traditional Chinese medicine and natural dye.
"Gardenia blossoms, gardenia blossoms, like crystal waves, blooming in my heart. Gardenia blossoms, gardenia blossoms, it is a touch of youth, pure love, love its charming face, love its intoxicating floral fragrance, love its selfless dedication. " This song "Gardenia Blossoms" is a song I often hum, and it is also the best praise for Gardenia!
Gardenia writing 500 words 15 Gardenia is blooming again, so lush. Flowers are beautiful against the leaves, as if only this gardenia is a kind of enjoyment in this hot June. But I didn't. Looking at this gardenia only reminds me of the past.
At that time, we were very naive and often played together. Classmates and teachers say that we are twins, and we are inseparable all day. No matter when you are, what you see will never be one of us, it will always be two people. Our common hobby is to watch gardenias together in early summer. The faint fragrance of gardenia enters my body and soul.
It's also the time when gardenia blossoms. As in previous years, we sat together and talked about our future and expressed our thoughts. ...
But only one day, you said you were leaving me. I couldn't believe it when I heard this sentence. You don't say! We agreed to go to school together, go home together, do our homework together, enter key middle schools together, together … but did you do it? Why did you leave me alone? Why? Maybe I was so excited that I ran home without looking back. When you come to explain to me, I can only close the door tightly, close my longing for you, close my miss for you … and close the door in my heart.
Now it's gardenia season again, still under the gardenia tree, still on the pine stool, still at that angle, still at that temperature, still at that ... only people have changed, and I am the only one. Everything in the past has become a permanent memory, which is worth hiding in the depths of your mind. Maybe I will take it out and savor it in the future, savoring the original innocence and the original strong and pure friendship.