A passage describing pear flowers

1, close observation, snow-white pear, so pure, so beautiful, that yellow bud, swaying slightly in the spring breeze. Clusters of flowers bloom in the middle of this leaf bud, and the pale yellow sets off the white, which is so eye-catching and harmonious. What a wonderful scenery it is. How can it not be fascinating, how can it not be exciting, how can it not wander back and forth?

2. Shuttling through the pear blossoms, the wind rolled up a piece of pear blossoms, fluttering and spreading, passing by "Liang Shanbo" and "Zhu Yingtai" from time to time. They only danced, adding a lot of color to the pear blossoms. However, at this time, I can't tell whether the white elf flying around me is a pure white butterfly or a pure white pear. I looked up in a blur, really beautiful. I seem to feel that my heart is pure white.

3. From a distance, clusters of clouds, snowdrifts and waves, the rushing heart will be transformed into ubiquitous landscape freehand brushwork in the beautiful dormant. Looking up carefully, I am delighted. Pale yellow stamens protrude from white petals, and with the warm spring breeze, there seems to be a fragrance there. Many bees are flying and buzzing, and they are coming to put on the clothes of the stamen.

4. I have seen Thousands of Trees, Pears, Flowers and Snow for many times, but every time I see it, I will still be as excited as I saw it for the first time. Pears are in full bloom, covering thousands of villages and towns, decorating mountains and rivers, and there is a sea of "snow" everywhere. That kind of overwhelming grandeur will be unforgettable when you see it.

Looking down one by one, pear blossoms are as many as clear springs gushing from the ground, and flowers are like snow-white waves. If standing in the distance, it looks like a necklace made of rotten pearls, hanging around the neck of this emerging ancient city.

Oh, you proud pear flower, you have embraced the whole spring and the vast blue sky with open arms. You are like a jade plate in a forest, and colorful bees and butterflies are scrambling to fall in. Oh, I heard that wonderful voice, tinkling, drumming, cheering all the way, just like nature.

7. My pear blossoms, you bloom like this every spring. In the wind, you are a string of white jade-like wind chimes, like flowing mountain springs, heading for the distance; In the rain, you are like an open jade umbrella, which opens up the unreachable beauty in the world.

8. Wow, what a white silver mountain! Beads of rain dripped from the petals of pear trees, but none of the pears on the ground were hit by rain. The whole pear tree looks so crystal clear that it seems whiter than before. Chaoyang shines on pear blossoms, and Yinshan has become a golden mountain!

9. The pears I dumped for them are blooming silently. Pale green or pink stamens, shallow sleep in white jade petals. That delicate face, like a lotus, is pure and beautiful. I can't help but touch it with my hands, but I retract it gently, for fear that my recklessness and hands will accidentally stain the purity and pollution-free of pear flowers.

10, from a distance, pear blossoms all over the mountain dress up the earth like rolling snow-capped mountains. When the spring breeze blows, you will smell a faint fragrance from time to time. Take a closer look, some pear flowers of different shapes, like sleepy children, can't open their eyes. Some are like shy little girls, covering their faces shyly. Half open and half closed, what a "bud". Some are like playful children, smiling.

1 1. I don't know how long it took. When I opened the back door again, the pear flower had almost fallen, only scattered petals on the tree were swaying in the wind. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a few more flowers fell gently. There are layers of white petals on the ground. I can't bear to step on them. I'm afraid I'll step on them and watch.

12, pear blossoms have blossomed a lot, crowded like a lovely little girl, poking her head out of the green branches and looking at the spring world curiously. Some only spread two or three petals; Some petals are all open, revealing yellow "small curly hair"; And floret bones, like white pearls.

13, where the sun shines, the flowers bloom densely, and the branches that don't shine with the sun bloom sparsely in twos and threes. Look carefully, pear flower is milky white, with five or six petals, like a small white trumpet. Petals are surrounded by fine velvet stamens and wearing a little red riding hood at the top, which seems to be a leisurely and beautiful "sleeping beauty". The soft spring breeze sends out a fragrance from time to time, which makes people feel relaxed and comfortable. Some petals are open, like a smiling face of a little girl; Some have only a few petals, like the face of a shy girl; Some of them are covered with flowers and bones, so full that they seem to crack.

14, carefully folded a small pear flower, close to the tip of the nose, with a faint earthy smell, which disappointed me. I thought such beautiful flowers should be more elegant and fragrant than orchids. Looking at the petals on the ground, I couldn't help laughing. Pear flower, pear flower, you were born with the smell of earth. Why are you in such a hurry to get back to your roots? I turned and left.

15, in April, pear trees are in full bloom. The pear trees on the courtyard embankment echo each other from a distance, as if they were enchanted, "like the strong wind in spring, blowing up at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Pear blossoms, rain like snow, pure and elegant, just like the soft wind of love.

16, pear blossoms are in full bloom. They are in groups of three and five. From a distance, they look like white fat dolls playing around. Some pears have only two or three delicate petals, which feel like silk, silky and soft. Some have blossomed into beautiful and charming smiling faces. Some are buds that have not yet bloomed.

17, walking in, stone houses are patchwork, and childish places reveal simplicity. Pear trees are planted in front of and behind these houses, and occasionally peach trees are mixed. The red peach blossoms set off these pear blossoms spotless and ethereal. The breeze blows, the petals fall leisurely, rotate lightly, dance gracefully and fall quietly to the ground. Covered with white petals.

18, oh, that's pear. It is a pear flower like white jade. There is no enchanting face and graceful figure, but there is a breeze that comes to our hearts from Tang poetry. Looking back, I can't bear to leave. I'm afraid the pear blossoms will be full, and I can't erase the eternal sorrow.

19, the enlarged pear flower color is more beautiful and moving. If Bai Lianhua is like a bathing beauty, magnolia is like flawless white jade, and roses are like snow under the moon, then pear flower is a well-deserved queen, wearing clothes made of jade leaves and silver flowers, which are beautiful, fragrant and charming.

20. Pears have different shapes, and some are in bud, like white pearls covered with branches; Some have opened a few petals, like a small white trumpet, with fine velvet flowers wrapped around them and a red hat at the top, like a leisurely and beautiful "sleeping beauty"; Some have been in full bloom, and the snow-white petals are like a fairy's white gauze skirt, dancing with the wind and dancing in the air like butterflies.

2 1. Under the blue sky, clusters of pears are in full bloom, like dehydrated white lotus. Naughty sunshine is running and jumping, flapping its golden and transparent wings and gliding from one leaf to another. Jump from this delicate bud to another glittering bud.

22. When the breeze blows, the flowers move with the wind. Looking from a distance, he looks like a resourceful Confucian scholar, rocking the feather fan lightly and elegant; At close range, he looks like a swordsman in plain clothes, fluttering in clothes and dancing lightly with the wind. Compared with charming cherry blossoms and charming peach blossoms, the brilliance of pear blossoms is simple and simple. Being in it, savoring the news of spring with birds and flowers, I seem to have fallen asleep.

23. Looking around, it is so white that people can't bear to leave, and it is so white that people can't bear to touch it, lest it defile this pure spirit. Pear blossoms in the distance float around the front like hazy clouds, blending with the blue sky, just like lotus flowers floating between green ripples, delicate and beautiful.

24. Pear blossoms quietly, and there is a wind instrument that reminds people of Miaoyu, those lonely and high-definition eyes. I was born on such a day when pear blossoms are in full bloom. When my father went out in the morning, he saw pear blossoms everywhere. It was beautiful, so he later told his mother that it was called "Li". "Li" and "pear" are homophonic, so the most affectionate thing in my life is pear.

25. The yellow-green calyx presents a beautiful five-pointed star through the petals, with several stamens exposed in the middle. Even the stamens have their own characteristics, yellow, reddish brown and yellowish green, like a little fairy in a green skirt and a white crown, swaying gently under the sway of the spring breeze. It is so charming and full of vitality in the embrace of spring!

26. The pear blossoms on the branches are swaying in the spring breeze. Although they are not as gorgeous as the roses of peach blossoms, rich and rich as peony, or even as mysterious as tulips, they are beautiful and beautiful. Beauty is not charming, Qian is not vulgar, white as jade, refreshing and desirable.

27. Pear blossoms have almost come to an end, only scattered petals on the tree are swaying in the wind. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a few more flowers fell gently. There are layers of white petals on the ground. I can't bear to step on them. I'm afraid I'll step on them and watch.

28. I bent down, picked up a pear flower at my feet, gently held it in my palm, and looked at her quietly through the direct warm sunshine. I vaguely feel a little sour in my nose. Then, my eyes blurred. In tears, superimposed in front of my eyes is my mother's kind and kind face.

29. Seen from a distance, pear trees are like fountains emerging from the ground. Snow-white pear flowers, like a steady stream of waves, dance under the sunshine and spring breeze, as white as snow and shining with silver light.

30. The favorite pear flower is the moon, the pear flower and the moon are plum blossoms and snow, and there is a kind of muscle and bone. Pear blossoms enter the moon, the moonlight turns into water, endless tenderness, petals fall, as if the moonlight is flashing. The wind blows pear blossoms, and in the soft moonlight, what comes back is a little bit of beauty's quiet heart, which turns into pear blossoms and falls in your palm. I like to carefully put the falling pear flower into the thick Song Ci. I think it will go through the years and find its ancient traces.

3 1, people in my hometown, walking under pear blossoms, don't feel beautiful. They came to fertilize and pollinate, and the pear blossoms were beautiful, with blue sky and white clouds, and the world was silent. Children are playing with mud in the fields and picking mushrooms-white and tender grass cores, shaped like needles, chewed in their mouths, with a faint sweetness and the smell of grass. That's how my childhood came about.

32. The color of pear flower is not as delicate as violet, but it is the purest color in the world. There are not many flowers, but they hang on the pale yellow-green branches like a white gauze curtain. Even more, the tender Jiao Jiao bud that has just grown makes people feel pity and wonder at the greatness of life.

33. Snow-white pear, so pure and gorgeous, its tender little leaf buds sway slightly in the spring breeze, with clusters of flowers in the middle of the leaf buds, which set off the snowflakes in light yellow, which is very harmonious and particularly eye-catching.

34. In the morning, the white jade is flawless, the earth wakes up from a deep sleep, and pear blossoms are full of vitality. Pear flowers are not as enchanting and beautiful as roses, nor as refined as * *. However, it is my favorite flower, and its snow-white petals become crystal clear under the cleaning of dew.

35. I don't like those delicate and charming flowers, but I like the pear flowers that symbolize purity on the pear tree. Its white flowers remind me of an ancient poem: Far knowledge is not snow, only faint fragrance. The same is true of pear flowers, as white as silver as snow. I stood outside the house, and I could smell a faint fragrance, which attracted many bees. They danced for those flowers and buzzed as if they were singing!

36. When I walked into the pear forest, I saw clusters on the branches, full of snow-white pears. Some are completely open, with purple and pink stamens surrounded by white petals. Some have just sprouted, and the green calyx holds the buds of the silver star.

37. We wandered in the sea of pear blossoms, only to see white pear blossoms quietly blooming on the curved branches of pear trees. Some hung their cheeks and hid the blooming flowers shyly; Some stand up straight, face you straight and smile proudly at you; Others are like naughty children, hiding behind the newly sprouted buds to spy on you. I was intoxicated by the pear blossoms in my eyes. I sat on the swing in the pear garden and swayed gently. I closed my eyes, as if I saw the pear flower on the tree turn into a golden pear flower. What a pleasant pastoral scenery it is!

38. Climb up the steps along the path paved with bluestone slabs, quietly look at the pear blossoms, look at this tree, it's really beautiful, look at that tree, it's even more beautiful. Like a game, flowers are better than snow, laughing freely in the sun and emitting sweet fragrance freely.

39. Look closely, the snow-white pear flower is so pure and beautiful, and the tender yellow bud is swaying slightly in the spring breeze. Clusters of flowers bloom in the middle of this leaf bud, and the pale yellow sets off the white, which is so eye-catching and harmonious. What a wonderful scenery it is.