Composition 1

Plum blossoms are small, like shy girls, and few green leaves are left to set off the plum blossoms. Perhaps in order to make the flowers bloom better, the green leaves gave all the nutrients they should have to plum blossoms. Although plum blossom is called the national flower of China, it is not conspicuous. It just opens silently in the cold wind, quietly showing its style in the cold wind. Only it knows the pain it has experienced.

Occasionally, plum blossoms were hanging on the branches by the roadside, with few green leaves. I can't help thinking: Is this the plum blossom in the legendary snow?

when we passed by again, many buds actually grew on the branches! I couldn't help leaning over to see that many white and reddish buds really grew! But it looked fragile, and the plum blossom I saw a few days ago flashed before my eyes.

a few days later, I specially went to see plum blossoms. When I saw that pink flower, I was shocked. It is unbelievable that a plum tree that people think is useless should open in such a bad situation. That plum blossom became a beautiful scenery on the road. Passers-by first opened their eyes in surprise, and then gave a groan. I have to admire Plum Blossom's indomitable spirit and indomitable will.

I was deeply shocked by the plum blossoms when I saw the white and red flowers hanging quietly on the branches and smelled the fragrance of the plums. Who knows how hard it will take to open its bud in the cold wind? Look at that skinny branch, who can believe that it can nurture beautiful plum blossoms?

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold", and the cold wind blows the plum blossoms. It is the setting sun of winter that shines on plum blossoms; What moistens plum blossoms is the rain and dew of residual snow. But the plum blossoms standing on the top of the mountain are so fragrant, graceful and elegant. It can still be compared with other flowers in the greenhouse, and it is not worse than them at all, is it?

I can't help but think of the developers of Saibei who are fighting in the wild and snowy world. They are like pines and autumn chrysanthemums, but more like this plum blossom. They silently dedicated their lives in a harsh environment. Don't they have the indomitable spirit and character of plum blossom?

Thinking about it, a feeling of admiration for plum blossoms arises spontaneously ... 2

After more than ten years of experience, I can't help feeling that what should have been a wonderful life is boring. I am tired of repeating the same boring things every day.

after several unpleasant experiences, I began to want to escape from this world.

I said to my mother, "I don't want to do this anymore. No amount of effort seems to be in vain, so many people are above me. I might as well go back to nature, learn from the ancients and live in seclusion. " Mother didn't speak. A few days later, my mother took me to a mountain. That is an unknown mountain. Although it is not high, it can be described as risk. I looked at my mother and guessed her intentions.

"Do you see that tree?" Mother pointed to the cliff. I looked up. Between the steep cliffs, there is a tree, which seems to have been bent by the cracks in the cliffs, but there is no lack of vitality.

"yes, I see it. That's "

" Come on, I'll take you up. " My mother pulled me, found a gentle hillside and walked up step by step.

Looking at the sweat on my mother's forehead, although I didn't understand her intention, I told myself that I must go up. Peak. This is indeed a lonely place.

My mother took me to the tree. "Look." I was startled. That tree actually grew from stones!

"This, how can it be?"

"You see, this tree must penetrate hard rocks in order to grow. You are a clever boy, I think you will understand. " Mother said no more. I leaned down carefully and looked at the tree on the cliff. Its roots really grow in the rocks, and it stretches around with tenacity and strength, as if to absorb all available nutrients around it.

an epiphany.

I looked back at my mother and said, "I see. If you want to gain your place in the world, you must work hard to overcome all setbacks and face life tenaciously. "

"Before that, you should temper yourself first. Only with real skills can we overcome setbacks! " Mother said with satisfaction.

"Well, I'll never say such silly things as seclusion again."

when I went back, I looked back at the tree. Under the blue sky, it seems like a sword going straight into the sky. It's telling me that it wants to fight against adversity.

Thank my mother for letting me see the tree. Thanks to the tree that broke out of the rock, it made me understand that no matter how hard it is to overcome adversity and setbacks, as long as we work hard, they will eventually become stepping stones on the road to success and help us climb to the top of victory.

that tree will grow in my heart forever. Composition 3

I have never understood why, among all the flowers, China people prefer plum blossom to plum blossom.

is it because of its beauty? Yes, it is really beautiful: blossoming Leng Yan, lingering fragrance, narcissism and purity. Like a proud swan in the snow. A little red in a thousand whites. It's dazzling and arrogant.

is it because of its unique beauty? Yes, its beauty is really different. Its beauty, compared with delicate peony, gorgeous rose and delicate lotus, has a unique flavor.

is it because its beauty is more unique? Yes, even though it is not as fragrant as jasmine, as beautiful as chrysanthemum and as gorgeous as peach blossom, it is really beautiful, and its beauty is blooming in the snow and wind. When people see these red plums that are proud of the snow, who can't fall for them? Who can not be conquered by it? Who can not be attracted by its unique beauty?

is it because of its beautiful spirit? Yes, China people love plum blossoms, which is the spirit of loving plum blossoms and the spirit of loving plum blossoms. Love it is not afraid of difficulties, standing proudly in silence. Love its selfless dedication behind the scenes. Love is the spirit of plum blossom with soul, backbone and character. The reason why plum blossom ranks first among the "Four Gentlemen" is precisely because of this spirit of arrogance and modesty and optimism! China people prefer plum blossom because red plum has the same spirit as China people. It has the spirit of "Qiao does not fight for spring, but only reports spring". That bloody plum blossom is so beautiful. It dares to fight with the wind and snow, feeling and wind and rain killing. She is the messenger of the spring girl, not afraid of the coercion of the winter girl, proudly spreading the fragrance of spring and sowing the seeds of spring.

When the earth finally welcomed the late Spring Girl, she disappeared quietly and turned into mud under her feet, leaving only a touch of fragrance lingering between heaven and earth. See a hundred flowers blossom, listen to a hundred birds sing, and see the spring all over the earth and leave happily. So "falling red is a heartless thing, see you next winter." Its life is like a piece of music full of joy and sorrow, from dancing snowflakes to colorful flowers.

Plum blossoms are beautiful, but they leave the beauty to a white and flawless world; Plum blossom fragrance, but who knows the hardships of "plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold"; Plum blossoms are pretty, but "pretty doesn't compete for spring, just report spring."

plum blossom is proud of snow and frost, not afraid of difficulties, modest and optimistic. It did its best and died. In exchange for a touch of red, spring is everywhere. Composition 4

Zhou Dunyi once said emotionally: "Chrysanthemum, the recluse of flowers, peony, the rich of flowers;" Lotus, the gentleman of flowers is also. " But Osmanthus fragrans has gathered all their achievements and is the first among flowers.

I'm from Guilin. Naturally, every autumn, I can see the golden osmanthus, hear the whispers of osmanthus and smell the faint flowers. Isn't this a kind of enjoyment? Accompanied by autumn rain, it blooms in the rain, just like the needle and thread in the hands of Miss Qiu, a needle and a thread, which embroiders the small but elegant osmanthus. In this picture, there are many golden osmanthus flowers, but they are not dazzling, small but atmospheric.

There are several osmanthus trees in front of my house. Every time I come back from school, I have to "pretend" to smell osmanthus fragrance under the tree for a while before I leave. In autumn, there are hundreds of osmanthus trees, and the wind blows, and it rains with osmanthus flowers, which are golden. When I was a child, my grandmother would pick up some sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard, then process it herself and store it in the refrigerator. So, in the season when there is no fragrance of osmanthus, I can also eat Osmanthus Jelly, glutinous rice dumplings and sago dew covered with Gui Xiang ... < P > Once, when my grandmother picked osmanthus, I gently picked up a osmanthus on the ground, and the soft osmanthus was turned into several petals by my slight pinch. Each golden osmanthus flower has about four petals, one on the tree. Dozens of flowers gather in a cluster, and thousands of clusters of flowers are covered with a tree. When it is in full bloom, the trees are covered with gold gauze, and the sweet-scented osmanthus the size of a grain of rice makes people want to take a deep breath.

Osmanthus fragrans is small and yellow, beautiful and fragrant, although it is not as gorgeous and flamboyant as peony. But on a beautiful night, it drives away the sweltering heat of summer and sends a little cool fragrance into human mouth. Accompany mankind into a beautiful dreamland ...

In autumn, Guangxi is the most beautiful, just as Lu Shengzhi said, "monopolize Sanqiu over others, and praise orange green and orange yellow." That's true. Sometimes, I admire, I don't know what kind of divine power has been given to Qiu by God to decorate the osmanthus in Guilin so picturesque!

Guilin, Guilin, osmanthus forest. Osmanthus fragrans is a poem; Osmanthus fragrans is a masterpiece of autumn; Guilin flower Guilin charm eye; Osmanthus fragrans is the most beautiful movement between heaven and earth; Osmanthus fragrans is the incarnation of a beautiful angel.

At this time, it began to rain with osmanthus flowers outside the window. I couldn't help opening the window, and a touch of osmanthus fragrance floated in. It was beautiful and sweet. Composition 5

once, I found a group of ants at my grandmother's house. These small and insignificant creatures caught my attention.

why can ants, such weak creatures, survive for so long? Because they all support and take care of each other and share food together. It is because of this spirit of unity and friendship that they have survived to this day.

On TV, I saw that the ants all won by team strength. I want to see the truth.

the ant colony is dark, like a big dark cloud. I followed the ant colony to a sparse small tree, which came to hunt. Small ants swarmed, instantly covered a small beetle and attacked it with their powerful giant pliers. The scene was terrible. The little beetle tried to escape, but it still couldn't stand the crazy blow of the ants and finally fell down. The courage, braving the wind and waves, unity and cooperation of ants are really admirable! There is another question in my heart: beetles are very bulky, while ants are small and exquisite. Is this factor affecting ants' predation? What happens if you meet a flexible one? A series of questions arose from my mind. I caught another locust and wanted to test my guess. At this time, the ant colony has made the beetle eight pieces, ready to return home in triumph. I put locusts in the ant colony, which was a little flustered at first, and then calmly responded. Locusts are crossing an endless sea of ants, trying to escape from this dangerous area. Although locusts can jump 4 cm high and several meters away at a time, they can't escape the big army of ants. Every time a locust lands, its powerful hind legs can always overwhelm a few ants, but other soldiers don't retreat, and they are still indomitable, determined to conquer this "world beast". The locusts have jumped out of the fighting circle, but they are covered with terrible ants. They are desperately biting the locusts' bodies, and the situation is still as good as before. The locust finally fell and the ants were panting. Divided the locust in two again and moved back to the nest.

Every creature is an immortal legend, and behind every legend there is a wonderful story. Ants are in the same boat through thick and thin, sharing weal and woe, which makes me know to trust others. With Qi Xin's concerted efforts, nothing can be accomplished! Writing your own composition "Little Black Girl" turns white

When I was a child, my skin was very dark. My classmates called me "Bao Gong" and my neighbors called me "Little Black Girl", which made me very unhappy. I remember I did a stupid thing for my face. It was a day when I was seven years old. I skipped back from the outside. As soon as I got to the door, Grandma Zhang asked me, "Little black girl, where have you been playing?" Hearing this, several people next to him laughed softly. I suddenly understood that the name "little black girl" was a bit embarrassing. I didn't answer and went with my family sadly. Called to my room, I looked in the mirror carefully, and the more I looked, the more I felt that I was too dark. No wonder they called me that. "Why is my face so dark? I didn't wash my face when I washed it, did I? " In order to change people's views on me, I brought a basin full of water, ready to wash away the black history. I wet my face with a towel first, then put soap on it, and then rubbed it with a towel with all my strength. Soon, my face was rubbed red and painful, and a small piece of soap was rubbed off, but when I looked in the mirror, my face was still so black. I was unwilling to wash and rub again and again, and I also took my mother's facial cleanser and rubbed it several times. At last, the water in the basin became turbid and there was a thick layer of things floating. I thought: Is this good? I looked in the mirror again and found that I was not only not white, but even uglier-my face was black, red and black, and there were red marks. At this time, my mother came with me. When she saw me, she said to me, "What are you crazy about? Did you make your face like this? " I cried and said, "Why is my face so black? I don't want to be a little black girl. " Dad heard this and said, "Silly boy, it doesn't matter if you have black spots on your skin. Does Bao Gong have a black face? Everyone appreciates him. My daughter is no worse than others in everything she studies and does. I am proud of you. " After listening to my father's words, I remembered my own advantages and felt much more comfortable. I temporarily gave up my plan to wash my face white. Now that I have grown up, I gradually understand my father's words. Sometimes when I wash my face, I will tell myself that I am not afraid to be a little black girl, and I want to "black" my own style. Composition 7

I like the "phoenix tail is dense, dragons are thin" in front of Xiaoxiang Pavilion; I like, "Xiang Fei Zhu" is full of tears; I like the permanence of "Don't be too lonely, never wither"; I like the firmness of "whatever you want".

I like bamboo.

I like bamboo, not only because of its green color. Spring is warm, February wind cuts out "all" green and cool, and March rain moistens the poles and shakes the shadows. Such gentle care is not weak, and such delicate nourishment is not a flash in the pan, but a firm, lasting and vigorous vitality. Like chrysanthemums, they are not afraid of cold; Like a pine tree, Ao Shuang stands upright.

It's different from chrysanthemum. It doesn't show its charm by flowering. It doesn't have colorful layers of petals. Some of them are just the same straight pole, and some are just eye-catching green. Its flowering means death arrival. It climbs straight, summarizes it once in a while, and is unknown and humble.

It is also different from the pine tree. It doesn't grow in soft soil, and it doesn't shrink the cold area with needles. It is the tenacity and firmness of "standing in the broken rock" and the rustling in the cold wind. It may not survive the storm, but when the green leaves fall behind, it will straighten up and fall down.

I like bamboo, yes.