Stamens make sentences:

1, the long stamen is like a naughty girl, who climbs out of the stamen uncontrollably. After seeing the colorful world outside, she shyly lowers her head and bends her slender waist into a beautiful arc.

2. Flowers are lovely. I can't bear to see the stamens inside. Pollen is still hanging on the stamens of apricot yellow. It seems that this yellow stamen represents the purity of safflower. It was too bright, and it was pierced by the stamen at once, and it became impure, without the feeling of trembling hearts. This is probably a mentality of pursuing perfection.

3. A breeze blew, and the peach blossom couldn't wait to dance with her mother-in-law. There are some stamens like embroidery needles in the middle of the flower. Don't underestimate them, they have pollen on them, and bees spread these pollen to female flowers. After the flowers wither, small peaches can grow.

Han Mei's flower has five peach-shaped petals with several thin stamens in the middle. The whole flower is sallow, and only the red pollen on the stamen head falls evenly in the surrounding petals after being hit by wind and frost. In terms of appearance, cold plum blossoms are not outstanding. It has neither the delicacy of bluegrass nor the delicacy of roses, nor the richness of osmanthus. It adds joy to mankind with its simple colors and sweet floral fragrance.

The car wound its way up the steep mountain road to the top of the mountain, and saw many apricot blossoms on the branches, like a layer of snowflakes on the trees. Take a closer look, apricot flowers have five petals, white and pink; The middle stamen is red; There is also a big red pedicle under the flower.

6. A trace of red stamen sticks out of the yellow tip. From a distance, small buds are scattered like pearls on a red plate carved with lace, and like bees flying in the stamens to collect honey.

7.ah! The pear tree is in blossom! The snow-white petals caught my attention. I ran over and stared at the pear flower. It has at least five petals. If I don't look carefully, I won't see its pistil. She seems to be playing hide-and-seek with us. I opened the stamens around me and saw a shower head like a lotus, which was a pistil. I touched the small nozzle and felt sticky. My mother told me gently: because the powder pollinated by bees should be on the pistil, if there is no mucus, the powder will be blown away by the wind.