Rape flower composition 1 When it comes to rape flowers, I talk a lot.
In my hometown Xinghua, yeah! Yeah! 1- March is full of golden rape flowers! Large chunks, wanton Wang Yang, like a dream. These cauliflowers are like golden carpets. As soon as the breeze blows, the carpet begins to dance. With the faint fragrance of flowers, I can't wait to sit on it, lie down and roll a few times ... well, I can't stop!
In the morning, I wandered among the rape flowers one head taller than me, and the dew wet my clothes. The faint scent comes to the nose, and the voice of bees plays in the ear. Everything is so wonderful! After a few steps, I found some yellow embellishments on my clothes. I know this must be the warm lip print left by rape flowers.
After lunch, I asked some friends to ride bicycles again and enjoy the rape blossoms on the country road. I saw the rape flowers on the roadside swinging in the direction of the wind, reflecting the dazzling sunshine, and the rape flowers were more glorious and moving. That stubborn head seems to be carried higher and shining like gold!
When the sun sets, the remaining afterglow shines on the rape flowers, which is another beautiful scene: purple and gold are mixed together to form an unparalleled magnificent beauty, exquisite flowers and beautiful flowers! These handsome lives are even more touching in the sunset!
Perhaps, in the eyes of many people, rape flowers are ordinary and have no characteristics. It doesn't have the elegance of peony, and it doesn't seem to have the quality of lotus "getting out of the mud without being stained"; However, how great he is in my heart! That's it. Ordinary people form Wang Yang, which is vast, much like farmers. Ordinary farmers form a phalanx of construction, creating a great miracle!
I can't help falling in love with the rape flowers in my hometown.
My hometown is Fengshan County, Guangxi. Every February, the farmland in my hometown is full of rape blossoms from Huang Cancan.
From a distance, the rape blossoms on the farmland are endless, like yellow ribbons around Shanggang. Groups of bees are buzzing in the rape flowers and waving bright wings. With the singing of bees, rape flowers seem to turn into yellow butterflies.
Watching, watching, I seem to be one of the rape flowers, wearing green clothes and Huang Cancan's hat, standing in the sun. The breeze blew, I danced, and the green clothes fluttered with the wind. Not only me, but also the rape flowers in the whole farmland are dancing. We sang "The Field of Hope" together and danced happily. I waved my little hand to celebrate that I am a beautiful rape flower, with fragrance and golden light, flying up and down, wearing it among the flowers as if playing hide and seek. Looking at these beautiful scenery, I remembered an ancient poem I learned before: "The hedge is sparse and deep, and the flowers at the top of the tree are not shaded." The children ran after Huang Die, but the flying cauliflower was nowhere to be found. "
These rape flowers are like a ladder, from the foot of rape to the top of the head, full of rape. The flower cloth of rape is easy to wither, and the flowering period is very long,1-May, and it grows tall, blooms and bears fruit. Some rape roots are yellow, but the words on them are still open and have been emitting fragrance. Walking through the fields, there are fragrant rape flowers everywhere, which makes people forget many troubles. After harvesting and drying rapeseed, rapeseed oil is squeezed out, which adds a harvest joy to the lives of grandparents in their hometown.
Needless to say, how much I like rape, I wonder where it got such a beautiful and lovely little yellow hat. If only I could have such a beautiful and lovely little yellow hat!
There was a garden behind my house when I was three hours old. The garden is often full of flowers and all kinds of vegetables. What I like best is rape. When the rape blossoms open, the garden becomes a golden ocean. The rape flowers in the garden swayed with the wind, and butterflies danced among the flowers. In addition, flowers and grass are dotted with each other, which really makes all love can't be shut up!
At that time, I was very naive and often wandered among the flowers. When I am tired, I sit in the flowers and read. I try to collect a dime from my mother every week and walk a few miles to the bookstore like a small fish. Looking at the dazzling array of books in the bookstore and the money in hand, my heart is full of hope and longing.
It was hard, and a picture book was transported home like an ant. Every time I finish watering the vegetables, I sit on the stones in the garden and read the picture books with relish. The wonderful story in the picture book infiltrates my little heart like a clear spring, and also brings me warmth like bright sunshine, guiding me to the ocean of books. The book gave me knowledge and strength, and also gave me a kind heart. It made me know that "reading thousands of books and traveling on Wan Li Road" made me realize that there was a wonderful life inside and outside the book ... Earlier that month, I looked up at the bright moon and the goddess Chang 'e in the middle of the month. Do you recite poems under the osmanthus tree? When the long river is sinking and the stars are sinking, don't go any deeper!
Clouds are rolling, flowers are blooming, rape blossoms are blooming every year, and I have become someone else's bride ... another year after rape blossoms, I have become the child's mother. When I look at all kinds of books available at home and watch children grow up from smiling faces like flowers, I recall the story of "endless mountains and endless seas" when I was a child.