How to write a composition with gardenia in grade two?

1. It is intoxicating to observe how gardenia is written in the third grade of primary school. "

I quickly ran to the roof platform, full of flowers. One night in June, I saw six bright green flowers and bones distributed on the branches of green leaves. I'm a little disappointed. The sun smiled, just like a peacock spreading its beautiful wings, and sometimes it was released. It is evergreen all the year round. Grandpa said that many bright green shoots appeared among the branches.

Its leaves grow longer and longer: "Gardenia blossoms, and autumn wind sends osmanthus fragrance." The whole petals are clean white, and the whole room smells of flowers. This is the time when gardenia blooms most vigorously, with wet branches and a little white in the middle. Flower bones put on a green coat, and I seem to smell the fragrance of gardenia again, and the fine buds stretch in October.

Grow into dark green leaves, only stamens are pale yellow, gardenias are in bloom, and buds are in bloom. Touch the scene and feel love.

And there are many flowers and bones growing on the branches. I water it every day.

My family has two pots of gardenias. Pick some flowers and put them at home. They are lush. A few days later, they are like small bullets, and some of them have sprouted. They are beautiful, so we have to wait patiently. Gardenia leaves are full, and some have not sprouted yet, so organic fertilizer should be applied.

June. In spring, under the bright moonlight.

It is said that gardenias always bloom quietly at night. The next morning.

Some gardenias are in full bloom

2. Composition about Zhi Zhihua 300 words Can fish talk? Do you believe that fish can talk? This is an intriguing thing. I wonder if fish can talk. My family bought two small goldfish, one is all black, and the black one is called Lele, because it is very happy.

A red and white name is Xinxin, because it knows how to appreciate. Isn't it fun? They live in a fish tank, which is "unusual". There are mountains, flowers, trees, shells and colored stones.

Isn't it beautiful? Let's take a look together! At about five o'clock in the morning on September 23rd, I was about to breast-feed. I saw such a phenomenon. I spilled fish food into the fish tank, but Lele ate a little and stopped eating. At 5 pm on September 23rd, I saw the shell in the fish tank turned upside down. Xiao Xin saw it, as if she thought it-the little shell wanted it. She swam over at once and reached for it with her head. After nearly three or four minutes, I still can't reach it. She swam to Lele, glanced at Lele with her tail, and then touched each other. Lele and Xinxin swim together.

Through two observations, I know that human beings have their own expressions and communication languages, and animals also have their own kingdom expressions and communication. This also tells us that if you don't unite, then you will have nothing, and the friendship between friends is really great. At the same time, you should observe more and find more, but you can't hurt small animals just because you are doing experiments on them, because animals are friends of human beings.

The composition of gardenia reminds me of my favorite gardenia growing by the pool in my hometown. It's been six or seven years since I left my hometown, but the gardenia is still holding green leaves and white flowers in my heart.

When I was a child, I always thought gardenia was the most flawless flower in the world. Gardenia is planted in front of my house. Its leaves are green all year round and never fall off. Early in the morning, as soon as I got up and opened the door, a fragrance came to my face and floated all over the room. I hurried to the gardenia tree, which had blossomed a lot. Some just spread out two or three petals, some petals are all spread out, revealing a white flower heart, and some are full of flowers and bones, which looks like they are about to burst. White gardenias perch on the branches like countless pigeons. Breeze blowing, gardenia dancing, fragrance overflowing. I am deeply attracted by its elegant temperament all the time. Whenever I go up the mountain with my grandmother, I always sit quietly under a tree full of gardenias. Gardenia flowers are so elegant, like a group of naughty children strolling among the green leaves. I really want to reach out and touch them, but I'm afraid my dirty little hands will blacken their cheeks. Appreciating the beautiful gardenia, I seem to see an innocent girl sleeping on a soft bed paved with green leaves in a trance. For years, she hasn't woken up, as if waiting for the legendary little prince to pick her up.

Our family is moving away to a far away place. It was raining lightly that day, and I ran to gardenia. There are round dewdrops on the snow-white petals, like crystal tears. Is gardenia reluctant to leave me? Ah, today's gardenia is particularly charming, but I have to say goodbye in a hurry.

In the car, I kept telling myself that I would never see gardenia again, never see gardenia again ... When I grow up, I must move her to my new home and plant more colorful flowers around them so that they can play together.

However, since then, I have never been able to go back to my hometown and have never seen those gardenias again. For so many years, I failed to keep my promise, but I am obsessed with those gardenias. Whenever the campus broadcast comes, "gardenias bloom, gardenias bloom, and faint youth blooms in my heart." Gardenia is in bloom ... "When singing this song, I couldn't help looking into the distance and asked softly, Gardenia, are you okay?

4. Gardenia junior high school composition 600 words "Gardenia blossoms, so beautiful and so white, this is a season, we are leaving …" Let's turn this faint fragrance into a rainbow that connects you and me, raise your smiling face, spread your hands, let's grow together and embrace a tomorrow full of gardenia fragrance-my life is the sea, and friendship is the blossoming waves on the sea; My life is sunshine, and friendship is a bubble blown out of the sun.

Friendship adorns my life, lovely and dazzling. That year, I quietly planted a seed of gardenia in my heart, nourished it with friendship and let it grow up slowly.

Five years ago, we came together from different schools. In that campus where every inch of land and every ray of sunshine are familiar, we became friends, which is very good. Eight of us live in the same dormitory. We strive to make "5 17" the best dormitory in the school, and at the same time make it the worst dormitory in the school. But that was a prank. Because of our existence, we are full of vitality everywhere. Some people say that our meeting is a gift from God to eight teenage girls, and it is a kind of fate.

However, we will graduate and leave here to create our own sky. On the last night of leaving school, the dormitory lost its usual laughter and slapstick scenes. Quietly, even the dormitory teacher looked at the room in surprise, and none of us spoke. The semicircle moon stood alone in the sky, looking down at us. The moonlight spilled into the house and brought those beautiful memories. We were dissatisfied with the result of the game and discussed it in the evening; Violation of discipline at home, embarrassed to apologize to the teacher; I once became nervous because of a person's illness ... scenes reappeared in my mind, and I can't forget our whispering, and I can't forget that I was hungry and scared when I secretly used a flashlight to review my lessons and prepare for the exam. I can't forget the fear of laughing at midnight; I can't forget the poor "Fei" ... everything is so sweet that we don't want to leave and say "goodbye"! The next day, each of us raised a smiling face like sunshine, showed a childish smile and waved a lovely little hand-leaving there, leaving only a string of footprints on the beach full of shells with good memories ... If a tree represents happiness, I would like to send a friend a forest; If a drop of water represents happiness, I would like to send a friend a piece of East China Sea. If a star represents health, I would like to send my friend a galaxy; If a flower represents warmth, I would like to send a bunch of roses to my friends; "Gardenia blossoms, so beautiful and so white, this is a season, and we are leaving ..." Let's turn this faint fragrance into a rainbow that connects you and me, raise your smiling face, spread your hands, let's grow together and embrace tomorrow full of gardenia fragrance-gardenia blossoms. So beautiful and so white, this is a season when we will leave you, shy girl, just like a fragrance lingering in my heart. Gardenia is so lovely, waving goodbye to joy and helplessness. Time is like running water, watering our youth day and night. Gardenia blooms, gardenia blooms, gardenia blooms in my heart. Gardenia blossomed, gardenia blossomed, it was a faint and pure love of youth.

The composition of gardenia in early summer is the season when gardenia is in full bloom.

Green leaves are her exuberant vitality, and snow-white flowers exude a faint fragrance, which is refreshing. I can't help admiring that there are such beauties in the world.

She doesn't have the luxury of peony, but she also washes away more elegance; Without the pride of bamboo, there is also the iron clank that has experienced wind and rain; There is no lotus leaf, mud and stain, but there is also a white and flawless mind. In the morning, holding a book, facing the breeze, stopping on the shore, enjoying the ocean of thoughts, chewing the food in the book and savoring the fragrance, what could be more poetic and romantic in the world? By chance, I went to visit a relative. As soon as I entered the door, a faint scent of gardenia came to my nose.

A family of three, writing, writing, reading, happy, I was surprised to ask: "Do you like gardenia?" They smiled and replied, "Yes! Gardenia is not better than peony: when peony blooms, it is colorful and full of vitality; Gardenia, however, is different. Gardenia is light and inaction. When the flowers bloom, they are clear and quiet. Even after it falls, it is still fragrant and memorable! Isn't this what a family and a person need? " I was speechless, looking at the gardenia outside the window and thinking for a long time. Yes, this is the real life: taste elegance in blandness and appreciate life in inaction; Plain but not mediocre, inaction without losing one's ambition. Just like gardenia, it is plain, but it makes people want to stay. This is the real life! Gardenia is my summer flower.

One day, I opened the window, and a strong aroma invaded the nasal membrane with persistence in the cool and humid morning. I knew that the gardenias in the yard were in bloom. Summer is here, and summer is immersed in the fragrance of gardenia! There are many flowers in summer.

Honeysuckle is also rushing to send fragrance. Although it is light, it also makes summer vivid with attractive fragrance like gardenia. Gardenia is not outstanding among many flowers, and there is no gorgeous color. Pure white flowers have only a few petals, but they are rich in fragrance and are not dull because of persistence.

Between the green branches and leaves, elegant and noble, quietly blooming. My botany professor once told me that the color and smell of flowers are used to attract the media to spread pollen. If smell and color are not dominant, there is no way to attract insects, and they will use a lot of wind to spread the media.

Brilliant life hides secrets everywhere, but I have never seen gardenia wither. Its reproduction is accomplished by cutting roots and stems.

I still don't understand that the fragrance of gardenia is not used to reproduce, just because it is used to optimize the summer air in the corrupt season. My father likes gardenia, so do I. On an evening in May, standing in front of a silent house, you can see the silent fields, broad beans rolling in the green waves, and golden wheat waiting to be harvested.

My father suddenly appeared in front of me mysteriously, smiled and took out a small gardenia seedling that had been cut and survived. From then on, there was a green plant in the corner of the yard. Since then, the fragrance of gardenia has become a part of my youth.

When I was in a trance, I tried to pry open a group of gardenias that had already bloomed and take them to an unknown place. But because the urban land is stingy and there is no place to put it, the fragrance gradually fades away. I have forgotten whether gardenias can bloom in other seasons, but after the warm summer dusk, after washing away the sweat and dirt, there will be an extra gardenia in my mother's hair tip, and there will also be one in our shorts pockets.

Mom will also put some gardenias in the mosquito net to make a sweet dream in the sultry summer! It turns out that gardenia is still a kind of inferior perfume, and it has become a medicine to remove sweat and repel mosquitoes. I haven't felt the fragrance of gardenia attentively for many years. Although I occasionally meet a familiar fragrance somewhere, I miss it in an instant because I am in a hurry.

Sometimes, because of the need of occasions, I put Dior perfume behind my ear and think of gardenias when I was a child, but I don't recall the beautiful picture of the family immersed in gardenias in that sultry summer. The alley gradually disappeared, "gardenia, white orchid; Gardenia, white orchids ... "There is no longer the clamor of local dialects.

But on another morning, a strong fragrance of flowers kept coming at me, forcing me to stand unsteadily. On the inner wall of Oriental TV, gardenias have reached the flowering season.

The green leaves are covered with white flowers. That's how the aroma came from.

A little girl holds her mother's hand, and her little hand reaches out from the gap in the fence to a blooming gardenia ... Ah, what a beautiful morning, immersed in the fragrance of gardenia in summer! This morning, I have been separated for more than 30 years, but I have become a simple teenager again. Quietly, life seems to spread in the fragrance of flowers ... "Gardenia blooms, gardenia blooms, gardenia blooms ..." In the summer when cicadas are singing and butterflies are flying, gardenia is full of fragrance.

I don't know whether He Jiong sang it on the radio or my heart sang it.

6. Writing Prose on Gardenia Every time I point to a strange plant and ask the potato, what is this flower? Potatoes must answer, gardenia.

When the potato said gardenia, he must have looked at me shyly and smiled, because he knew he must be wrong. The reaction of potatoes to flowers is similar to my reaction to music. Every time he tests me, as long as it is a familiar violin piece, I will speak violin concerto in D major without thinking.

Because one spring, when I got up every day, Beethoven's violin concerto in D major was playing on the potato. I don't know if potatoes have carefully identified gardenias, but every June and July, when I walk on Siping Road, I will sniff my nose and say to potatoes, Well, there must be gardenias around here.

Maybe it's to watch gardenias bloom slowly, and then say to potatoes, well, this is gardenias. In June this year, I moved a pot of gardenias home.

There are also one-meter-high ones with plump dark green leaves and blue-green flowers and bones between them. Think about it. In ten and a half days, this flower will bloom. But by the end of July, the flowers just wouldn't bloom, and even the flower bones were black and fell off.

Only that leaf hung its head without watering and fainted immediately. When she is watered, it is better to have a heavy rain. She will let you see how bright and green she is and how crazy she grows. A bud, but it never came out.

After reading the flower book, I know that this gardenia likes water, fat and light, and is suitable for planting. If I plant it in a delicate flowerpot and put it indoors, it won't bloom. Wang Jianyou wrote a poem: "One or two chickens crow in the rain, and the bridge on Zhuxi Village is inclined.

Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and laid gardenias in the atrium. "I think this gardenia was originally planted in that rural family and open-air yard, bearing the sunshine and rain, naturally growing and sprouting, and blooming leisurely.

When I was a child in a small town in the south, there was plenty of rain and sunshine, and gardenias were planted in people's yards. In the garden at the gate of my middle school, there are several gardenias standing together, three or four meters high and short in the shade by the wall. All the flower trees try their best to stretch their necks to sunny places.

When the buds came out in June, I stood under the tree and counted them until the end of June and the beginning of July, and they really blossomed. Petals open one by one, like a white face standing on the branch, looking at Tingting from a distance, the color is better than snow, the green leaves are skirts, and the dew is ornaments; When you get close, you will touch her with your hand. The petals are thick and greasy. The so-called skin is like solidified fat, which is better than more. It's also full of fragrance, overflowing with the wind. In the flowering season, it's a spirit to be tempted by that fragrance even when you are listening to lectures and reading books in the classroom.

After class, I wandered under the flower tree, eager to pick one home, but I couldn't bear to start. Suddenly I saw a broken flower on the ground. I hate rude and secretly pleased people. I picked it up, found an empty bottle, put half a bottle of water, put the flowers on the windowsill and stared at her in the twilight.

Strange to say, this flower is inserted in the branch. You think she is elegant and noble, but at home, she shows a simple and simple temperament. When gardenia blossoms, the flowers in the city float across the street.

Mother-in-law with half-white hair, wearing a clean bamboo-blue cloth, obliquely inserted a gardenia with green leaves like snow in the dish cow. She sat in an open wooden door in her yard, and there was a wooden table on the slate outside the threshold. There is a blue cloth on the table, and the newly picked gardenias are arranged in bundles, and they are tied together with red ropes to support the green leaves. Passers-by stopped when they saw it, took a bunch, sniffed it, put it down, picked up another bunch, and when they saw that the petals were intact, they gave the mother-in-law 1.20 points, put the flowers in the basket, or simply carried them all the way away.

Ignore my mother-in-law, and carefully arrange the remaining gardenias again. Gardenia is also planted in rural areas.

One summer vacation, I went to my uncle's house at Xitianwei. I got off the bus, crossed the small stone bridge and walked casually along the stone road by the river. Suddenly, I smelled the fragrance of gardenia, mixed with the smell of river water, the smell of weeds and the dryness of summer afternoon.

A young peasant woman came over with a heavy burden and a pink shirt. Two dark braids are clipped on the back of the head with an oval clip with a white gardenia in it. Flowers protrude obliquely from the back of the head and ears, reflecting her rosy face and adding a bit of elegance to her healthy and delicate face.

On her shoulder pole, there is a bamboo pointed hat. Together with the hat, there is a bunch of gardenias. She walked past me, gardenia hanging on the pole, trembling; And the rich fragrance, also blowing in the wind, gradually faded.

Proust was brought back to the Kampot era by the unique and familiar taste because he ate a small cake. We often think that we have forgotten everything in the past, but because of those plain, small, familiar things, some flavors, some shapes, everything in the past is unfolding in an instant.

Gardenia and gardenia fragrance are also such cookies. From 65438 to 0996, I went to a small county in Guizhou with some friends from Shanghai.

We stayed in a hotel on the hillside, and walked down a path from the hotel to the restaurant at the foot of the mountain for dinner. On both sides of the path, there are clusters of flower trees, gardenias and camellias, separated from each other.

The camellia season has passed, and only gardenias with branches and trees bloom mercilessly, like jade, snow and white clouds, extending along the path and lavishly scattering petals all over the floor. Only the rich fragrance fills my heart and lungs, and I am completely immersed in flowers. It seems that there is nothing in this world except flowers. A female companion, gently humming "Gardenia Blossoms": At this time of the season, we will leave you, a shy girl, just like a fragrance lingering in my heart. Gardenia is so lovely, waving goodbye to joy and helplessness, and time seems to pass quickly. ...............................................................................................

I looked up at the sky. Oh, my hometown, gardenias are in bloom. The gardenia trees in the school should be graceful, but the mother-in-law who sells flowers is still in her small wooden door. And when we are surrounded by flower trees, the wind and cloud disperse, even.

7. Gardenia Essay Annie Baby woke up in the old farmer's laundry basket on the street and saw a flower tied with white cotton thread.

The green leaves are tough and green, the petals are white and fragrant, and the wealth is like satin. The green shoots are tight and full, and the fragrance is as poisonous as spicy.

On a sultry summer night, gardenia brings memories about the south. Take a handful of blooming flowers home.

I don't know how to treat each other. Looking around is happy, only water irrigation.

I fell asleep reluctantly and forgot to take pictures of them with my camera. I woke up the next morning and found a handful of flowers dead.

The more beautiful, the more desolate death. Yellow and withered, like waste paper.

We can't delay a day. I don't want to be broken from the branches and lose my soul.

You can't be a strong walking corpse. Would rather self-destruct to describe ferocious, discarded.

In this way, this short and hopeless beauty goes deep into the bone marrow, which makes people nostalgic. Never linger.

This white fragrant flower represents the beginning of summer. Just like a woman's unpredictable personality, irreconcilable.

That's what happened. What you love deeply can't be obtained.

8. At that moment, the composition often written in Xintian stopped by the brook where gardenia bloomed.

I fell down more than once while skating. Your warm hand holds a gardenia.

The seeds of flowers, depression

I can't breathe, but I can do it again and again.

Get up and fly in my heart. I don't want to stand up in anger again. I don't know if it was too cold, but I suddenly put on a black cloak and was cut into pieces. But this time, it crossed the long river of time. God seems to be laughing at me. I fell heavily on the ground, warming my wet heart and letting the cold wind beat mercilessly.

There is a sound running down my cheeks. When the wind blows, there seems to be a pair.

Invisible wings. Light and shadow refraction in front of door

Suddenly, what a good one

"Dogs gnaw at mud". A few rays of sunshine flitted playfully over the branches and sprinkled on the garden in front of the house. Remember, there is always someone.

The sky seems to have spilled a handful of milky white ink, and I can rely on it deeply. Plop, eyes bent like a crescent moon.

The child is full of love. There is no prelude, but also

Because of our own technology.

A penny that propped up the years has become mottled all over the floor. Let it stretch in my heart and never stop, so knead it into countless clouds.

Yunshu. Notes I have never seen before; have only

Water waves rippled in my heart.

9. write poems and gardenias

Don du fu

There are more gardenias than many trees, and there is not much honesty in the world. Useful for body color, in harmony with knife gas injury.

Red with wind and frost, green with rain and dew. Touching you mercilessly, you are reflected in Jiang Bo.

Looking at the trees in the garden in the cold rain

Don du fu

There are many different kinds of trees in Chai Men, but there is none here. The river is cold and rainy today.

The screen is painted in the hedge. Although the peach path and plum path are old, the gardenia is bright with red pepper.

Lock the vines slightly, loosen the bones and lean on the sky to see the withered. Lin Xiang will be exhausted,

Yeti's words are not important to Sue. Love the sky, be grateful for the loan, clear the frost and kill people.

Find a bed to sit on, and you need a bamboo pole to walk slowly. Riding in the unknown cloud pavilion,

The ape is lonely in the corner of Chushan Mountain.

Singing Gardenia with Hu Ling's "xianggong"

Yuxi Liu Tang

The flowers in Shu are all gone, and the peaches are in bloom today. The color is suspicious and leaning against the tree, and the fragrance is like a jade well.

And enjoy the same place, so don't worry. Beauty is like poetry, why wait for cold plum.

Five songs about feeling maple trees

Don

The autumn waters in Shi Gen are bright, and the grass is thin on the rocky shore. Invasion of wild bamboo incense, stinging and hanging wild thick.

When Cen Zhongyue returns, the toad hangs in the air. Gui Lu made fun of Xian E and the clouds under the starry sky.

The bleak gardenia falls, and the mountain cries. And Zhang Zhongwei, the book case will be rotten.

mountain-stones

Tang hanyu

The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.

When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.

Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.

Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger.

It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.

At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.

The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.

The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes.

These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.

Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old?

Yucun village

Tangwangjian

One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao.

Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.

Xinzhou water pavilion

Tangzhanghu

South eaves frame short corridor, sand road white.

If you don't go home for a day, the gardenias in the yard will give off fragrance.

Yong yin le fan Yao Ming fu county Chi Jia Yong Lian

Don

Green apples are white petrochemical lotus ponds, and lotus flowers in the water are bright.

The dew is wet and red, and the wind is floating with long green stalks.

Tongxin Gardenia is full of beauty, golden and fragrant.

Not only is luck the first, but Huaxian County is more suitable for Pan Lang.

Wave a pen skillfully

Tang hanhe

Sleep hard in a bun, and endure long in spring. The whole gardenia is heavy and fragrant with wine and chrysanthemum.

Embroidered pleats are light gold, and Luo grinds away the luster. Sometimes I write casually and draw two mandarin ducks.

Li Luan

Tang Tang Yan Qian

When I heard that I left Luan's hometown, I also knew that I would marry Wang Chang.

Dust from Yang Zhu Road, Song Yubi romantic for three years.

It is difficult to break the nine ileum without double tearing.

In front of the court, the beautiful tree was named Gardenia. I tried to tie the knot and give it to my mother.

Send Wang Shaofu back to Hangzhou

Tang Han 'ao

Green apples all the way back to the boat, trying to drift to Fuchun.

Known as the landlord, Su is a small villager in Qiantang.

A handful of pueraria lobata can relieve alcoholism, and gardenia is a good gift.

Sooner or later, it is better than the fish in the pool, and the heart of pity is new.

10. Is there a composition about gardenia? A bunch of flowers-a bunch of white gardenias, will always be sent to my home on every birthday.

I can't find the identity of the sender. Every time I think of this mysterious person, it is my happiest moment. My mother also embellished my imagination.

She asked me many times if I had done anything for someone, and now he expresses his thanks to me in this way. I really don't know, but the richness and warmth of gardenia has always been with me, which makes me really feel lovely and worthy of the care and love of others. I imagined growing up in this gardenia fragrance until I was 22 years old.

This year, my mother died, and the gardenia in my birthday was also interrupted in this year. After reading this touching article, I thought: What a lovely gardenia it is! She makes me feel lovely and worthy of others' care and love, and has been living in a world full of innocence and imagination.

The faint fragrance of flowers and the deep maternal love, what a great mother.