Reed is a common plant. As long as there is water, it can grow and reproduce, so no one pays special attention to it at ordinary times. However, if you look at them carefully, you will have different experiences.
Autumn can be said to be the late autumn season, but what we see is that the reed flowers are in full bloom, with their own unique chic, elegant and free as a cloud, and really have a unique style of beauty.
That night, we saw clumps of reeds connected together, dancing in the autumn wind, dragging far away, just like the music accompanying the autumn wind, beating their unique dance and having a different charm.
Especially in the sunset, ordinary reeds are so elegant, so calm, so carefree, so elegant, and their unpretentious style is becoming more and more obvious. For the first time, I feel that reed is unpretentious and simple in character. Also let me appreciate the beauty of autumn reed for the first time, and appreciate the unique quality and style of autumn reed!
2. The composition of the maple leaf (about 200 words) Look, the maple leaf is fiery red, glowing red, bright red, dancing assiduously in the autumn wind, laughing assiduously in the sunset, and showing its femininity assiduously in people's praise. Looking at the fiery maple, I can't help but think of the poem of Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "Frost leaves are red in February.
In the morning, I came to the park. I found that the trees in the park were not as lush as before, and the leaves fell all over the floor. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance with the wind, just like beautiful butterflies. Some fallen leaves on the ground have withered; Some have just fallen, and there is still a trace of green; Others fell off a few days ago and were eaten by insects for several holes.
At this moment, I looked up and saw a flaming maple forest. That maple leaf is so bright and warm. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm. Veins stretch freely among leaves, as if it were the most beautiful here, but quietly add a touch of beauty to maple leaves. I looked at the maple leaf again. The color of this maple leaf is really beautiful. It is big red, so bright and beautiful.
This is the harvest season. Soybeans, corn and sorghum are all ripe, and I am so tired that I bend over.
The autumn sky is very high, as if Pangu is still propping up heaven and earth; The sky is so blue, just like a painter painting blue paint in the sky.
The leaves of poplar are a little yellow. When the autumn wind blows, poplar wobbles, as if it were old and unstable.
The crops are happy, because they all bear fruit, and they are all saying, "Look, how big my fruit is, and I can rank first among the crops!" " ""You see, my fruit is not worse than yours. "The crops bear rich fruits and leave the sweetness to people, but they gradually turn yellow and get old.
In the campus lawn, grass sneaks out, just like putting a green military uniform on the earth; The beautiful teaching building whispered to me, "I will shelter you from the wind and rain, so you should study hard." The surrounding scenery seems to say to me, "We all have achievements. Is there? " ? Let's race! "
Only Miss Liu bowed her head and said nothing. She was very sad. Crops comforted her one after another: "Although you have no fruit, your figure is very beautiful, which brings beauty to people." Miss Liu finally smiled.
Autumn is so beautiful, I love autumn!
3. A maple leaf composition of 200 words I like the spring with flowers and birds, and I prefer the fruitful autumn, especially in the late autumn, when the leaves gradually take on a new look and the colorful mountains are fascinating. On such a picturesque day, my parents took me to the park to see autumn leaves.
When you enter the park, the first thing you see is a bright and burning maple forest, which looks like a flaming mountain from a distance. Entering the maple forest, the warm maple leaves nodded and smiled at us under the breeze, welcoming us. I picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. It consists of seven small leaves. Its edge is a little rough, and the red stem is very slender, like an open palm. Another feature of maple leaf is its ever-changing color. Maple leaves are green in spring, but gradually turn red in autumn.
Walking out of the maple grove, I smelled a faint fragrance. Following the fragrance, I suddenly remembered that there is another kind of leaves I like in autumn, that is, the leaves of osmanthus trees. Sure enough, after several bends, the vigorous osmanthus tree miraculously appeared in front of my eyes. I looked up and saw that Osmanthus fragrans was still like a little girl, shyly hiding behind the leaves, and only half of her face was quietly exposed. The leaves on osmanthus trees are oval, with serrated edges and green body. In the sun, I
Among these leaves, the most interesting is the leaves of ginkgo tree, which is also green, like a fan or a big umbrella, with thin patterns on it, because in late autumn, the edges of the leaves are a little yellow, as if they were laced. When a gust of wind blows, many ginkgo orchards will fall from the air and fly like beautiful butterflies.
Autumn is a beautiful season, and autumn leaves are a touching song in this season, which makes people nostalgic. I love autumn, and I love these strange leaves more.
A 200-word composition describes the maple leaf in autumn. On a late autumn morning, I was walking alone on a path in the forest. What caught my attention was a kind of gold. I feel that autumn has taken a mature step towards us with the joy of harvest. It was like a golden fairy tale, and I became the only visitor in autumn.
In the rustling autumn wind, the dead leaves on the trees have fallen. It slowly fell to the ground, making a sad "rustling" sound. Falling leaves! Are you mourning the shortness of your life? No, it's not! Leaves will not be so short of breath!
Unconsciously, I have reached the end of the road. I saw a clear stream in front of me, and fallen leaves fell on the stream with the wind, just like a golden boat. The stream kept flowing, and the fallen leaves whirled with the tide, and they began a long and arduous journey. ...
Seeing that there was no way out, I simply lay on the luxurious carpet and looked up. There seems to be some green leaves left on the bare branches. Maybe in a few days, this green leaf will fall and fall into the arms of Mother Earth. "Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers." Yes! It is paying its life for the coming year.
Falling leaves! Your glorious life will not end with autumn, because the solid seeds have taken your hope to the next spring.
Falling leaves! You don't have to worry that the bare branches will be frozen by frost, because the tender branches of the past have become ruthless men.
Floating leisurely, floating leisurely, and the fallen leaves are still hovering and scattered there. It doesn't seem to be attached to the branches, and it doesn't worry about fate, just looking for its own home. It believes that since its life has an unusual beginning, it should have an unusual ending.
5. The composition describing the maple leaf is red maple leaf, with more than 280 words.
I forget how long it's been.
The delicate red maple leaf has been crippled.
I looked at the dark sky for a long time in confusion.
Imagine your autumn.
I started to panic.
Is your red maple leaf disabled?
I remember you once said to me
Although summer is beautiful,
Autumn is more romantic.
Maybe you don't know yet.
The red maple leaves in autumn are my favorite.
I like its fiery tenderness.
Mixed with your true feelings, gentle and naive.
How I wish to be a delicate red maple leaf.
The rustling autumn wind supports it.
You drift away.
Stop at your window.
Reminds you of our fragrant years.
Remember our red maple leaf.
See red maple leaf.
It's autumn now. Soon, in late autumn, red maple leaves will fall one after another. It is this maple leaf that is nothing special in the eyes of ordinary people. It reminds me of that unforgettable past. ...
I still remember clearly that I met Sasha in kindergarten, when we were good friends. In the first grade, we were also very lucky, not only in the same primary school, but also in the same class. It stands to reason that I should cherish this friendship more, but I don't know how to cherish it. Sasha and I began to get along slowly, and finally she scolded me, so I went to tell the teacher that the teacher was saying something about her, and so on. Next, at the end of the first grade, she transferred to No.1 Primary School.
At first, I thought it would be good, but soon, I thought I was wrong. I can't live without Sasha as a friend, and I regret it very much.
Two years later, in the autumn, I saw her again, and we talked casually. Before leaving, Sasha picked up a red maple leaf and told me to find the same leaf to prove that our friendship has never been broken. So, in autumn, I will take the red maple leaf to a row of maple trees to look for it. I often separate the overlapping leaves with my feet first, and look at them one by one. Sometimes when I find a similar leaf, I immediately pick it up and compare it. Sometimes, when I look up, I can't let go of a leaf or two. I always have to look carefully. I stand under the maple tree, and I can't feel its fiery enthusiasm. All I feel is deep friendship!
Now, it is autumn again. I believe that as long as my friendship with Sasha continues, the red maple leaf will hang on the tree not far away, waiting for me to pick it. Because when the maple leaves are red, Sasha and I will meet again.
Autumn red maple leaf
Several maple trees were planted in front of my house, and the maple leaves turned red in autumn. Far away, I saw those fiery red maple leaves burning like clouds of fire, and the leaves falling from the trees were flying freely in the air like red butterflies. The leaves look golden and beautiful under the sunlight. I walked over and picked up a maple leaf on the ground. I see the maple leaves have serrated edges. I thought the sawtooth was sharp, and I didn't know it was soft until I touched it with my hand. There are many kinds of maple leaves, among which five leaves are more. Five leaves are like small hands. When the wind blows, the little hands on the tree are waving to me ... I like beautiful autumn, and I like the red maple leaves in autumn! Teacher's comment: "I see those fiery red maple leaves burning like clouds of flames in the distance, and those leaves falling from the tree fly freely in the air like red butterflies." "Five leaves are like little hands. When the wind blows, those little hands on the tree are waving to me."
Car, a mature, a quiet, a distant ... this is autumn.
I love this season, I love its brilliance, and it is this golden color that makes me feel that it has a royal extravagance; I like this season and its desolation. It is this desolation that makes it beautiful. I love its richness this season, and it is also her richness that makes me realize the connotation of spring flowers and autumn fruits.
I was walking alone on the path in my hometown, stepping on the yellow leaves under my feet.
If it is autumn, there will be fallen leaves. When a yellow leaf falls from the sky, you can see dead leaves everywhere.
Walking, I saw an orchard not far ahead. I sneaked in and saw a different beauty. In the orchard, the apple's face is red. Pomegranate cracked her mouth with laughter. Watery grapes and red dates send waves of fragrance with the wind. Go ahead, go near the stadium.
When the rice is ripe, the rice in Huang Chengcheng is covered with gold. Cotton vomited, revealing a white smiling face. Sorghum like red agate nodded and wanted to say, "The harvest season is really beautiful."
On the threshing floor, the harvested grains piled up like mountains. On the highway, cars carrying grain run back and forth, and people's laughter can be heard everywhere in the fields, in front of and behind houses.
In the evening, I saw the beautiful countryside after sunset. The sunset, like a drunk, falls on the mountain in the country, reflecting the water and the sky half red and half gold.
At night, my hometown was dark, and the stars came out in the blink of an eye. I lit up the path. I went home alone along the quiet path in the field. Looking at the stars all over the sky, I unconsciously entered a dream. ...
6. A composition of about 250 words about maple leaves. Every time I go to Qiu Lai and my hometown Taihang Mountain, the red leaves will flourish like clouds and burn up half the sky.
People who don't know think it's a red maple, but persimmon trees are red. At this time, there are no peaches, reds, ducks, greens and yellows in the mountains, only colorful trees are left, forming a unique scenery in late autumn.
The red leaves in my hometown are very distinctive: they are different from the bright red of spring peaches, the purples of summer lotus, the pale red of autumn chrysanthemum and the scarlet of peony. Its red color is mature red, old red, crimson and unique. It is decent and dignified, and there is no shortage of fire, but it is just right: it is not fashionable and shows its own taste.
Its red color does not attract bees and butterflies, nor does it decorate pots, nor does it attract playboy children's love, and refuses to be picked by frivolous girls. Relying on the branches of iron bones, we will save half a year before expelling wind and cold, and release it overnight. It is flawless and mottled, resistant to spider filariasis and contributes a pure red color.
Taihang Hongye is unique, not fragile, not spoiled, and has a strong personality. It has never been planted in the garden, but it is willing to plant on barren land.
Whether it's cliff canyons, high mountains, or barren hills where foxes haunt, it's a treasure to settle down. It insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and it will grow more luxuriantly and vigorously in the face of a hundred-foot cliff.
Its red is different from the red of maple leaves. Maple leaves are quite red, thin red, and when the wind blows, they jump up rashly; The red leaves in my hometown are dignified and simple. The petiole is very short, the veins are tough, and it grows on the branches, maintaining the affinity with the mother.
Maple leaves are pentagonal; The red leaves in my hometown are just an ordinary ellipse with irregular side teeth, which shows its civilian nature and does not change its inherent personality. It is friends with the cliff eagle, listens to the songs of waterfalls, contains and keeps the elements, is not impetuous and not drifting, and can withstand loneliness, so it is so proud and kind.
It is also the messenger of autumn. When autumn comes, it turns red. Its red, bred in spring, brewed in summer, tempered by lightning and baptized by wind and rain, only spit out red.
It is modest and prudent, modest and affectionate. Do not compete with peach blossoms for spring, Liu Hua for summer, and Jingui Yinju for fragrance.
It takes its time, does not provoke people, only picks out gaps among withered flowers, and then burns like a torch, making up for the sadness of autumn mountain and making autumn as warm and hot as spring. Because it is popular in the end, it has the opportunity to absorb the experience of the square group and enrich itself.
It is not like a flash in the pan, nor is it like a withered lily at first sight. From the moment it is red, it is not ready to change its color. The thicker the frost, the redder it becomes, turning it into mud and grinding it into dust. Only "red" remains unchanged.
In fact, it was born to bear persimmon fruit. After the persimmon fruit is harvested and the task is completed, it is time to leave the post and retire. Instead, it provides this piece of latosolic red.
Every red leaf is a small flag with no pattern and a small fan without calligraphy and painting, which makes autumn come true.
7. Composition about reeds Although reeds are not as beautiful as maple trees or as tall as buttonwood trees, I still have a special liking for them.
Because I love its selfless dedication and admire its perseverance. When communicating in summer and autumn, reeds are green from leaves to stems, as if they can drip oil.
They are swaying in the breeze and graceful, showing a vibrant and prosperous scene. According to common sense, a reed is weak, because it is more than 2 meters long, but only as thick as a thumb, so it can be defeated by a small wave.
Perhaps reeds know their own weakness, so they are always born in clusters, gathering people and growing, just like a forest in vast expanse, you can't beat the wind and rain; Just like an endless family, always so United and so determined. Reed is not only United and friendly, but also persevering! Reed lives by wet ponds or lakes.
Waves in the lake often wash away reeds. However, they did not give up on themselves, but stood up tenaciously with tenacious will.
In this way, day after day, year after year, the reeds that were washed down countless times survived tenaciously. They held their heads high and laughed at the lake and the sea. Over time, in Rose, reeds became a hard "city wall" and a "green Great Wall" to defend the lake and the sea.
Reed is full of treasures. Phragmites communis can be made into superior Chinese medicine, which can be heated to detoxify; Its poles can be made into curtains and baskets; Its juice can be made into loquat cream, which can treat diseases such as colds.
Reed, I love you. You see greatness in the ordinary and strength in the weak. I love you, Reid.
8. Write a composition about maple leaves 300 words Maple leaves in autumn Some people like beautiful spring, some people like hot summer, some people like snowy winter, but I prefer autumn with rich fruits.
Besides fruit, autumn has its charming autumn colors. A gust of autumn wind drifted by, and the maple leaves kept singing the arrival of autumn.
At this time, a maple leaf fell from the tree, which happened to be red, and the stem on the petiole was also red, but it was not that kind of crimson, but that kind of color slightly lighter than crimson! Maple leaf is different from other leaves. The edges of ordinary leaves are slippery, while the edges of maple leaves are covered with "barbs", which seems to sting you deeply. If you look closely, the maple leaf looks like a cat's paw. The cat must have not cut her nails for a long time! If you look carefully, you will find that each maple leaf is different.
I believe that many people, like me, pay attention to everything around them. The pattern of maple leaves is amazing, as if it were orderly and disorderly.
I only know that it is born like this, without any artificial processing. As long as you observe carefully, you will find how strange the maple leaves are in autumn! I love you in autumn, and I love maple leaves in autumn even more.