1. Write a composition of Sophora japonica in 1 words and add beauty

A fragrance came, and the Sophora japonica bloomed outside the window, which seemed to remind me of the arrival of May. I fell headlong into bed, closed my eyes and my thoughts drifted back to two years ago.

I remember that my parents were going on a business trip, so they sent me back to Li Nainai's home in the country. I still clearly remember the big locust trees with small white flowers at the entrance to the village, and Li Nainai's family is the closest one to the entrance to the village. As soon as he entered the house, Li Nainai came out to meet him, and while leading us to walk in, he pinched my face. "The child is really white, and the more he looks, the more he likes it! The child is with me, you can rest assured! " Mom and Dad smiled at ease and soon left Li Nainai's house.

as soon as mom and dad left, my tears fell, and the more I thought about it, the more wronged I became. At this time, Li Nainai came over and smiled and said to me, "Son, you miss your mother so soon?" I looked up and choked at her.

"Come on, son, I'll take you to pick Sophora japonica flowers. You must be happy. All the children here like this." Said and pulled me out of the yard, came to a few trees, this tree I know, is a locust tree. There is also a tree outside my bedroom window, which smells particularly fragrant every time it blooms, but what's so rare about it? Li Nainai is holding a long bamboo pole with a hook on it. Reach out to a bunch of small flowers, and with a slight hook, the small flowers will fall. Say, "Taste it, son, this flower is especially sweet!" " What? It's the first time I heard that this flower is edible. I took a little bit of it and put it in my mouth. "Wow! How sweet! " Li Nainai smiled. "Pick more. At night, I'll make you a cake of Sophora japonica."

Sophora japonica cake? It must be delicious Under the temptation of delicious food, I got the motivation, picked up the big bamboo pole and picked up the Sophora japonica. Li Nainai has been sitting under the tree, quietly looking at me. Soon, I picked a small basket, and then Li Nainai took it into the yard and began to make Sophora japonica cakes. Li Nainai smiled and told me some interesting stories in the village while she was busy on the stove, which made me giggle and made me forget the sadness of leaving my parents.

Not long after, the Sophora japonica cake was baked, and the faint fragrance filled the whole room. I couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in my mouth. The smell made me unforgettable. Since then, I have always pestered Li Nainai to make Sophora japonica cake for me. Whenever I recall that time, I always see a picture-Li Nainai and I are standing under the big pagoda tree covered with small flowers, and the ground is covered with small flowers. Li Nainai has been looking at me lovingly.

Later, my parents took me home. When I got home, I often thought of Li Nainai, so I called Li Nainai when I had nothing to do. The next year, Li Nainai sent someone to bring me the finished Sophora japonica cake, and promised me on the phone that I would make it every May.

But in fact, it was the last time I ate Sophora japonica cake, and Li Nainai died soon after. When my mother told me the news, I cried so hard that I could never see Li Nainai again.

Another strong fragrance wafted in, pulling me back from my memory. I went to the windowsill, looked at the locust tree outside the window and muttered, "Li Nainai, are you in heaven?" I miss you so much ... " 2. Write a composition of 1 words on the topic of Sophora japonica in my hometown < P > My hometown is in the countryside, where the environment is beautiful and the trees are lush, and the houses are vaguely hidden in it.

April and May are the season when Sophora japonica blooms. When you walk into the village, a burst of Sophora japonica fragrance comes to your nose, with a hint of sweetness in it. Many friends from other places can't help but stop and suck the intoxicating fragrance of Sophora japonica.

In the lush green branches and leaves, occasionally a little "white snow" adorns them. When you look closely, it is the clusters of full and white Sophora japonica flowers. When the villagers saw it, they would always say to that friend, "Come on, I'll invite you to eat Sophora japonica." When the host and guests returned home, the housewives were busy, because they didn't say hello beforehand.

My aunt went out with a blue shoulder in her left hand and a hook in her right hand. Find a tall, big and fruitful tree of Sophora japonica, put it on the ground, lift the hook, look at a branch and put it on it, hook it with a hook, and then turn it around a few times, and that branch will come down. Then pick up useless branches and leaves and put them in a basket. Even if this string is picked, then pick a basket full. If it is enough to eat, it will not rot. This aunt

when I got home, I cooked it in less than forty minutes, and the delicious Sophora japonica rice was out of the pot. Before the table was served, the guest smelled the fragrance. As soon as the bowl was put on the table, he wolfed it down. After eating a bowl, he wanted another bowl, and his mouth kept chanting "Yummy! Delicious! " .

when you leave, you have to carry a lot of Sophora japonica flowers in your arms and a full bag in your hand. In the season when Sophora japonica blooms, the happiest people are our children.

A large group of children from next door gathered around a locust tree, some people picked it and some people ate it, so they alternately divided their work and cooperated. Those friends with strings of Sophora japonica in their hands have broken coke, and they are munching on fresh Sophora japonica just picked, regardless of their own eating. Those children who pick Sophora japonica look greedy, but they will also eat a few mouthfuls. If they don't eat, they really can't stand the temptation of food! Three years ago, my mother bought a house in the city in order to let me study in a better environment. Perhaps it is because I have a relationship with Sophora japonica. There is a small forest behind our building, which is also mixed with many Sophora japonica trees.

In May, I can smell the fragrance of Sophora japonica effortlessly, but I always feel that the fragrance here is not as good as that in my hometown. At that time, I always think of Sophora japonica in my hometown and those simple folks. 3. Write a composition of 1 words on the topic of Sophora japonica in my hometown < P > My hometown is in the countryside, where the environment is beautiful and the trees are lush, and the houses are vaguely hidden in it. In April and May, it was the season when Sophora japonica bloomed. When I walked into the village, a burst of Sophora japonica fragrance came to my nose, with a little sweetness in it. Many friends from other places can't help but stop and suck the intoxicating fragrance of Sophora japonica. In the lush green branches and leaves, occasionally a little "white snow" is dotted among them. When you look intently, this is exactly the clusters of full and white Sophora japonica flowers.

when the villagers see it, they always say to that friend, "Come on, I'll invite you to eat Sophora japonica and fry it!" When the host and guests returned home, the housewives were busy, because they didn't say hello beforehand. My aunt went out with a blue shoulder in her left hand and a scratch hook in her right hand. Find a tall, big and fruitful tree of Sophora japonica, put it on the ground, lift the hook, look at a branch and put it on it, hook it with a hook, and then turn it around a few times, and that branch will come down. Then pick up useless branches and leaves and put them in a basket. Even if this string is picked, then pick a basket full. If it is enough to eat, it will not rot. This aunt When I got home, I got it in less than forty minutes, and the delicious Sophora japonica rice was out of the pot. Before the table was served, the guest smelled the fragrance. As soon as the bowl was put on the table, he wolfed it down. After eating a bowl, he wanted another bowl, and his mouth kept chanting "Yummy! Delicious! " . When you leave, you have to carry a lot of Sophora japonica in your arms and a full bag in your hand.

In the blooming season of Sophora japonica, the happiest people are our children. A large group of children next door are surrounded by a locust tree, some people pick it and some people eat it, so the division of labor and cooperation alternate. Those friends with strings of Sophora japonica in their hands have broken coke, and they are munching on fresh Sophora japonica just picked, regardless of their own eating. Those children who pick Sophora japonica look greedy, but they will also eat a few mouthfuls. If they don't eat, they really can't stand the temptation of food!

Three years ago, my mother bought a house in the city in order to let me study in a better environment. Perhaps it is because I have a relationship with Sophora japonica. There is a small forest behind our building, which is also mixed with many Sophora japonica trees. In May, I can smell the fragrance of Sophora japonica effortlessly, but I always feel that the fragrance here is not as good as that in my hometown. At that time, I always think of Sophora japonica in my hometown and those simple folks ... 4. Information composition of Sophora japonica 1

Today is Sunday, and I went to play in the Sophora japonica forest in Yanjin County with my mother and brother in the early morning.

source: composition network zuowen.chazidian finally arrived at the destination. When I got off the bus, the faint scent of Sophora japonica came to my nose and made me feel refreshed.

when I entered the forest, there were Sophora japonica trees all over the mountains, and the Sophora japonica trees on the trees were purring, crowded and fragrant. Standing under the tree, looking at the snow-white Sophora japonica seems to be carved by skilled craftsmen with white jade.

I can't help climbing up the tree and picking a bunch. It's soft and cool when I gently hold it in my hand. When I put it in my mouth, it has a faint sweet taste. It's so cool! Looking down at the foot, the white Sophora japonica fell to the ground, stretching into the distance like a white carpet. We walked through this endless forest, enjoying this beautiful scenery, and we didn't want to leave for a long time.

please adopt! ! . 5. I love acacia flowers

I love acacia flowers

In cities, people seldom see locust trees, but in our countryside, locust trees are planted in front of and behind every house. Under the caress of the sunshine in April, Sophora japonica is covered with Sophora japonica, which is a symbol of beauty, the embodiment of snow. In the flowering season, flowers are blooming all over the street and yard. From a distance, it looks like silver waves lapping the shore, but it looks like sea snow fighting for spring, but it is more feminine.

I love Sophora japonica, and even the air is filled with its sweetness and fragrance. Attracted butterflies and bees around, reluctant to part. Its white flowers are beautiful among the green leaves, and its simple posture deduces the ordinary and embellishes the hometown.

I love Sophora japonica, and because of its flowers, it can become a delicious food on people's table. In spring, my mother put a little oil in the Sophora japonica flowers picked from the tree, beat two eggs, add a little noodles and salt, fry them for me with an electric baking pan, and sometimes steam them. It's really delicious. After eating, you promise to eat them again. If you don't believe it, you can take some in the country and try them.

I love Sophora japonica. Her noble and elegant beauty and indomitable vitality of the trees always affect my thinking. Her persistent and ordinary style has given me an infinite power to forge ahead on the bumpy road of life, urging and inspiring me to take every step. 6. Writing a composition of Sophora japonica

Sophora japonica is more fragrant when it is soaked in rain

Dong Minghui

I was amazed at the beauty of Sophora japonica. It was in the evening of that early summer, in the twilight, I was riding a motorcycle on a rural highway. Looking from a distance, the small village not far from the highway was submerged in the Xiangshan snow sea of Sophora japonica, and the Sophora japonica spread all over the mountains and covered the small mountain village with a hazy layer. I guess, this coming night, the fragrance of Sophora japonica will haunt the villagers' dreams, and the whole mountain village will fall asleep with the fragrance of Sophora japonica. I think that small mountain village should be called Sophora japonica village, and the girls in that village are as beautiful as Sophora japonica ... < P > I met Sophora japonica when I was a child. Like many other families, there were Sophora japonica planted in the back of my hometown. Unlike other trees, when people moved away, the tree withered. That Sophora japonica is still growing vigorously. Sophora japonica is a kind of tree that is close to people. No matter in the fields, in front of or behind the house, you will see Sophora japonica, one or several trees, in groups of three or five, or scattered or gathered, just like sparrows in the country, becoming a companion who does not leave people. Sophora japonica bloomed in May and June, and many flowers in the countryside were out of the limelight before it came late. Trees were full of strings of gold, silver and Zhui Er, and my hometown was immersed in the fragrance of flowers. I often remember that there are several old locust trees behind my hometown, which are tall and big. In spring, there are magpies chirping in the trees. Later, I built a nest. My mother said that magpies are a happy bird, and they are busy back and forth, which adds Le Er. In the early summer, Sophora japonica blooms and the trees are covered with silvery white, just like hanging a bunch of gold cups and silver, moving to a table and a stool, sitting under the tree reading, listening to bees humming in the tree, soaking in the fragrance of flowers, which makes people intoxicated.

On June 2, 25, I came to the Temple Square in the ancient town. The rebuilt square was dotted with flowers, and tourists were weaving everywhere. The old locust trees on the edge of the square could smell the flowers from a distance, and I remembered a poem by the poet Wang Hongjing, "A string of flowers smells through half the village." Used here, it smells like half the ancient town. Those Sophora japonica flowers are growing happily and in full bloom, and the clusters of flowers are hanging in the air, with a fragrance, an incomparable fragrance and a strong penetrating fragrance. The owner feels a kind of rhythm, a wonderful sound and a beautiful scene, just like a glass of alcohol, which makes people want to stop, and everything is drunk. Standing under the tree, I felt the flowers moving and whispering, and I felt the charm of the flowers for the first time. When I came to the tree, there were bees everywhere, buzzing and turning ... Sophora japonica bloomed again, which not only brought a sense of reading, but more importantly, in the flowers, there were many elderly people, and we came to enjoy the flowers. Sophora japonica didn't make public, which was a great beauty, a neat beauty and a unobtrusive beauty. In the fragrance of flowers, I think of the old Sophora forest in my hometown and my old mother who is still busy in the fragrance of Sophora japonica. Are you sleeping in the fragrance of flowers, and are the flowers in my hometown flourishing? 7. 15 words of composition in Huaihua Township < P > I grew up in a beautiful place called Yingshan.

It is surrounded by mountains and water, with beautiful scenery, fertile land and hardworking people. "Yingshan", why is it called "Yingshan"? In fact, it is called "Eagle Mountain", because there is a mountain here that looks like a big eagle just spreading its wings and flying, looking up at the blue sky.

where we live, there are several mountains, which are not high, but very handsome. All of them are knife-cut stone cliffs, and along the steep stone cliffs, trees, vines and grass are covered, making these mountains evergreen all the year round.

Some of these mountains have sprung up like bamboo shoots. There are old cows lying on the ground, and the mountain shape is winding; There is a towering pillar, like the golden hoop of the Monkey King in the myth. We live under three connected mountains, which are called Three Fortresses.

We often climb one of the mountains and look into the distance. Yingshan is remote, but it is not a small place.

In old times, it was also the seat of a county government office. There are outstanding people here, many outstanding figures in history, a long culture and a unique regional culture.

Every Spring Festival or temple fair, folk dramas often feast the eyes of the viewers. The traffic here is convenient, with Guilin in the north and Liuzhou in the south.

through convenient transportation, people sell the surplus things harvested on the land to distant places. Xiangshui here is one of the famous scenic spots in Luzhai. It is a clear river, which gurgles all year round.

In summer, my parents and I always like to swim there, and the cool river brings us endless joy. Xiangshui's name is sweet, but in fact, her scenery is even more charming.