Rape flowers are in full bloom.

Rape flower is a common crop. The following is the composition of my rape flowers in full bloom. Welcome to read!

Rape flowers are in full bloom. The arrival of swallows stretched the grass lazily. Under the wind, the trees show green buds and enjoy the rain bath leisurely.

At the end of March, flowers always bloom inadvertently, just like flowers bloom overnight. The faint fragrance in the wind and the petals floating in the wind remind me of an ordinary plant, accompanied by plants such as wheat and rice. Its arrival has given the field a unique charm, and the original green picture scroll appeared mottled golden yellow, which was inadvertently projected into the field by God. Gradually, the field put on a new makeup, as bright as the sun. It is like a touch of clear sunshine coming in early spring, spreading its brilliance to the earth and putting on new clothes for farmland.

This simple and ordinary flower of agriculture has brought many people's eyes a bright smile of joy, which is not just hung on their faces, but left in their hearts.

If red stands for warmth, because the sun is red, if you sprinkle warmth on the earth, the flame will be red, bringing warmth to mankind.

If white represents holiness, then magnolia is the best symbol. Clouds are white, so clean, and look like cotton candy, but not so sweet.

Every color has the taste of every color, and every color has its own characteristics and classics. But what does the yellow color of rape flowers represent? Is it brilliant light or colorful smile?

In fact, there is also a blooming "rape flower" in the class. I didn't expect its vitality to be so tenacious, it can be seen everywhere, and a touch of bright yellow comes into view. This was originally a conversation. "Caterpillar" told me that this scene reminded her of rape blossoms. I said "LC" flowers before I realized it! Later, I learned that it was rape, which made me seize an opportunity to link rape with "LC". Although they are not similar in nature, it is acceptable to be reluctant because of homophonic. So when the "rabbit" appears on the blackboard, should it be countered more?

I heard that the flower language of golden rape flower is "Come on". It seems that because of its many seeds, this flower language is not as romantic as cherry blossoms, as gentle as carnation, as safe as water lilies, and as lucky as four-leaf clover. But it inspires people to work hard. Because only in this way can we live a better life, inspire people to refuel and make the fields more brilliant. Look, "rape flower" is still waving to us!

Rape flowers are in full bloom. Every day, I always ride my bike back and forth on the country road, always rushing away and rushing back, and inadvertently it is full of gold. Rape flowers are really flourishing! Golden yellow, warm! Along the way, the fragrance of flowers spread to the nose, fresh and pleasant, and there were flying bees and butterflies around, which was very poetic. I can't help but think of Yang Wanli's poem: "The hedge is sparse and deep, and the flowers at the top of the tree are not shaded." The children rushed to chase Huang Die, but there was nowhere to find broccoli. "

Today coincides with the weekend, and it is sunny in the morning. I came to the field behind my house. Rape flowers are in full bloom and steaming, and patches of golden yellow reflect the light blue sky. They held hands and shook their heads at the sky. Flying butterflies and bees are flying among the flowers, busy collecting honey. I couldn't resist the hospitality of rape blossoms, so I walked into the rape blossom ditch and wandered in this golden ocean.

I stared at a rape flower and studied it carefully. There is no denying that rape is golden yellow, but if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find that there is a hint of white in yellow, revealing a touch of light green, and the petals are somewhat transparent and translucent. Rape flowers have morning and evening. On the same rape plant, you can see various flowering patterns. Some are shy, and the yellow-green buds are fresh and lovely; Some seem to be in full bloom, like shy little girls, only showing a little smile; Some just bloom, and a few little bees can't wait to spread pollen to her; The blooming rape blossoms spread their pink petals, facing the sun and blowing the spring breeze. It's so lively!

I walked hunched in the rape ditch, afraid of being discovered and embarrassed. Suddenly, not far away came the chirping sound of Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo, Weibo and Weibo! I trotted along the ditch with the beautiful sound. Suddenly, I fell to the ground, my hair was covered with rape petals and my body was covered with pollen. I broke some rape trees. What lovely rape blossoms! I dropped several! I quickly got up and stood the bent rape tree by tree. Fortunately, the flowers didn't break, and I smiled. I must have alarmed the bird with such a big movement. I saw two or three birds flying briskly, and several of them circled and landed on the tall magnolia tree in my west yard. Oh, it's not just butterflies, bees, me, but also birds as beautiful as this cauliflower.

This golden rape flower is not a good background for taking pictures. I quickly came out of the vegetable field, took out my camera and pulled my mother: "Mom, look at what a good background! Take a picture of me! " I stood in a large golden rape flower, chatting leisurely with my mother, and took a bunch of photos. I went to the ridge between the flowers again, told my mother the story of my classmates vividly, clicked on it … and made another series. Go home and plug in the computer. Wow! The two series of photos are actually 17, which are both natural and smiling. I think, whenever I see these photos, I will definitely think of this sunny morning, and these golden rape flowers with the same happiness as the sunshine.

In the evening, I picked some rape flowers from my rice field. Paddy fields were used to cultivate rice seedlings in early summer, but now they are abandoned. Rape is often planted casually, and the wild vegetables are used for fertilization in Abel Tamata. ) put it by my bed. "Fragrance permeates the space", I breathe the fragrance of the countryside, and my heart is immersed in this wisp of floral fragrance, which is more pure and clear.

Golden rape, you made the happiest day of my life.

Rape flowers are in full bloom. In the golden season, rape blossoms bloom again. ...

I remember the last time you left, it was also this beautiful season, and the air was still filled with fresh, familiar but inexplicable smells, just like now.

If you compare life to a flower, then you are an ordinary rape flower.

The land for your growth is not fertile, but you are struggling to grow. I don't know how many times you've been through the wind and the sun. You finally see that you are blooming gold, dotted with the whole land. From top to bottom, it gives people not only visual enjoyment, but also a very comfortable mood. Of course, this is not your ultimate goal. You become more greedy, so you continue to work hard until fruitful fruits replace the flowers on the trunk and you are cut down. At that moment, you are willing to give up a little stubbornness in your heart.

If you compare life to an animal, then you are a diligent old cow.

You left your mother's shelter early and drew your own blueprint for life on the land. You may have hesitated, but you never gave up your mission. From the moment you choose, you never want to give up halfway, so you try to understand the meaning of life. When the years pass by you mercilessly, you leave only traces on the earth. You have become "old and useless", knowing that you will be slaughtered sooner or later. When you look back on your life, you won't feel afraid.

Of course, you are not a rape flower or an old cow. You are an old farmer who works hard in the rape field. Rape flowers in the field are your favorite, and you can always see your busy figure of watering and fertilizing them, weeding and loosening the soil.

After seven years, the rape blossoms in this field have bloomed seven times, and this land has been cultivated seven times, and the rape blossoms are still so enthusiastic.

Grandpa, did you see it in heaven? Rape flowers are blooming again. ...

Rape flowers are in full bloom. The composition is clear and rainy year after year, and I remember my old friends year after year.

In the rainy season, the whole family set foot on the road out of the city to sweep the grave. As the tide gushed out of the city like a grave-sweeper, we came to the graves of grandparents.

Grandma has been gone for two years. When grandma was still alive, Qingming would lead everyone to visit the grave every year. Tomb-Sweeping Day is the time when rape blossoms are in full bloom. Large tracts of yellow flowers, outside this noisy city, create a fairyland like a peach blossom garden. Grandma likes rape flowers best. Every time she visits the grave, she always stays in the rape field for a day. Grandma once said that rape is the simplest flower. When it opens, it is a large piece, not as delicate and pitiful as rose lily. It never makes public, but I don't know that it exudes simplicity from the inside out. Grandma likes to tell us about the past near the rape field. Our younger generation listened to the hard but simple life of our ancestors, and our thoughts flew into the rape field with flying butterflies, as if seeing grandma chasing butterflies in the rape field.

Grandma has been gone for two years, and in these two years, we will still be the same as in previous years-sweeping graves, offering sacrifices and seeing rape flowers. Once again, standing beside the rape field without grandma, the golden color in front of me eased every tired face. Even if we all talked, I understand that everyone, like me, is missing the time when grandma took us to see rape flowers. Suddenly, a spring breeze blew, and the whole flower field began to sway, free but quiet. It suddenly occurred to me that grandma told me before she left that she would go to see rape flowers when she was free. At that moment, I seemed to understand that grandma was like a rape flower, simple but hardworking, free but introverted. I can really feel the smell of my grandmother in the rape field. The fresh and elegant breath surrounds my whole body, as if my grandmother had been by my side and never left.

Thinking of this, I felt a little trance and stood at the edge of the field for a long time. A gust of wind swept me away, quietly wiped some wet eyes and walked in the rape field. A slight spring breeze blew to my mouth, blowing the smell of rape blossoms, which made me feel grandma's favorite rape blossoms at zero distance. Feeling the little yellow flowers around me, I know she wants us to grow freely like rape flowers and have a brilliant life.

A year is clear and a year is spring, and a yellow flower is a little missed. Another year of Qingming, another year of rape blossoms. ...

Rape flowers are in full bloom. On Saturday morning, the sun is shining and the birds are chirping. I went to my aunt's house in the country. As soon as I got off the bus, I was surrounded by a faint fragrance. Looking up, it was golden, like a golden carpet on the ground, extending to the distance and extending to the horizon. It's really beautiful.

I can't wait to walk to the edge of the field, and it smells more and more fragrant. When you get there, the smell is fragrant and refreshing! Look carefully, rape flowers have different shapes, some have just opened, and the golden petals are shining; Some have already opened, petals have fallen, and stamens are a little green; Others are in bud, and the bulging buds seem to burst.

There are so many flowers. There are many branches on each rape plant, there are branches on it, there are branches on it, and each branch is full of flowers. Looking down, there are countless cauliflowers. Suddenly, a flower flew, flew, fell to the ground and played excitedly.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the cauliflower is swaying, as if it were full of gold. I suddenly felt as if I had become a beautiful rape flower, wearing a golden dress and standing in a sunny field. The spring breeze blew gently from my sister's side, and I was dancing in the wind in a golden dress, not just a "I", but all the rape flowers were dancing. The wind stopped, and I stopped dancing and stood there quietly. Bees flew over and told me the joy of labor. Butterflies spread pollen around me, telling me the information of spring. ...

It took me a long time to remember that I am not a rape flower, I am enjoying the flowers. Ah, the rural scenery is pleasant.

As far as I can remember, grandma has always been lonely. No one has noticed her since her grandfather left that year. I remember my grandmother always liked to sit at the door and watch the rape blossoms in the lowlands. She likes rape flowers best. She said that she likes golden yellow and energetic.

Grandma loves me very much. I remember when I was a child, she would always let me sit next to her and tell me stories about her childhood. At that time, I always naively asked Taipo, "Taipo, where is Taigong? Tingting hasn't seen Taigong for a long time. " At that time, my grandmother always smiled at me and let it go. It's just that there are always tears in my eyes

In spring, I go to play with my grandmother. When I pass by the rape field, my grandma will stop, then count it by hand, and she will keep saying, "It's good that rape blossoms are blooming again …" I once asked my grandma why she likes rape blossoms. Grandma said: "Rape flowers are good! Beautiful color, golden yellow, full of vitality, your squire also likes it, remember that time ... "

I don't remember what Taipo said, but I know there must be a story in it, a story that belongs only to her and Taigong. She thought hopefully of Taigong, the golden rape tree. Just like Grandmother's heart, Grandmother always said, "Grandfather is a star. He is in the sky and will always look at us. " Not far away, a dead vine has quietly reached the end of its life. It looks so weather-beaten and lonely.

That year, grandma left, and she walked peacefully without any pain. I know she is too tired to have a good rest. At that end, perhaps, she is too fair to wait for her. The rape blossoms that year were particularly prosperous and golden. ...

This year, the rape blossoms opened again, and the petals swayed in the wind and fell into her regret. I think Taipo and Taihui live happily on the other side of the world, and rape flowers are dancing endlessly in the wind. ...

Rape Blossom Composition 7 Rape Blossom! One flower, two flowers, ten million flowers, quietly blooming in the beautiful southern hills, in the endless Yuan Ye. ...

The drizzle is falling and the breeze is blowing. You can see graceful branches, dewdrops rolling and flashing on the bright emerald leaves, white butterflies and bees dancing, dancing, floating and staying around the flowers; Every time a creature's wings shake, it will touch the finely divided stamens. A cauliflower swaying gently brings vitality to the world, blessings to everything and smiles to nature.

I like rape blossoms, which are my childhood memories. When I was a child, I lived in an ancient village. There is a small street in the village. At the end of the street is a field. In the season when rape blossoms are in full bloom, the fields are golden. The only thing that impressed me about yellow-green rape flowers was golden yellow. The rape blossoms there have left a golden color in my heart that will never be erased. Huang Cancan is covered in gold. Colorful bees and butterflies wander among the flowers, and insects hum in the rape field. This is the happy countryside in my memory. When I was a child, I would carry a bamboo basket and shoot pig grass with my friends along the rape field. In spring, sometimes it rains in Mao Mao, and the rain gently hits the flowers. Fresh and simple flowers are scattered in the air, and rain falls on rape leaves. The rape blossoms in full bloom in the field are dripping with water, which is particularly beautiful and moving. We took off our shoes and stepped on the muddy ridge. My friends and I sang and danced at the same time, which made the spring of my childhood so vivid. Let the spring of childhood be full of gold.

Later, I went to teach in the town. In spring, I stood on the teaching building and looked out. It is a large piece of rapeseed, like golden satin, which has been spreading from the front of Xihengshan to the foot. There are several raised slopes in the middle, and the golden ones seem to be cut into many pieces by a pair of scissors. Dense, no flowers, only yellow plates, making people feel passionate.

My home is also full of blooming rape flowers, so simple, so warm, so affectionate, so thrilling. The beautiful and fresh pastoral picture and the refreshing fragrance of rape flowers left me an unforgettable rape flower.

The season when rape blossoms are in full bloom is the most charming. Golden rape blossoms, accompanied by warm and intoxicating sunshine and people's expectation of harvest, are in full bloom in the spring breeze, waving their heads, showing charming charm, making people excited, relaxed and happy, and making people feel her beauty and nobility.

Rape blossoms, she told people that spring has come, and the beauty of rape blossoms has plated the spring world with a layer of gold. Golden color is the hue of the sun, and yellow eyes make people feel that the endless air seems to be shining with golden color. When these flowers are integrated into people's minds and souls, they are not just flowers. This is people's heavy hope. Rape flowers make people feel suddenly enlightened, and the breath of spring is rippling in their hearts. ? Rape flowers in my hometown are so pure, so warm, so wild and so magnificent. They are a branch, a cluster and a piece. Blue sky, white clouds and yellow flowers constitute a dreamlike freehand brushwork, which makes people intoxicated and linger; Bring endless inspiration and poetry to the literati.

Rape flowers, taking children, carrying fishing rods, walking in the fields and fishing by the river are all very pleasant.

Spring is really nice.