Descriptive essay on Guanyin Bamboo for third grade students

1. An essay describing the beautiful scenery of Ansai, 300 words for third grade

"The red sun is scorching like fire, and the princes and princes shake their fans." It is very hot tonight, there is no cool breeze, and sometimes a gust of hot wind blows towards me. This ghost weather is really uncomfortable.

I took a small stool and my grandpa to enjoy the cool air on the road next to Litchi Mountain. The sky was so clear and transparent, and the moon in the sky was so white. The moonlight shines on the trees, like coating the leaves with silver; when it shines on the ground, it coats the earth with a layer of silver. The stars in the sky are like little children carrying their mothers on their backs to play. Blinking his eyes and opening his mouth, he seemed to be smiling at us.

This is when my grandpa expressed great emotion and told me the mythical story of "Chang'e this month" and "Tiangu eats the moon". I listened with great interest. After listening, I told my grandpa the stories I learned in school. Grandpa and I learned things we didn’t know before and were very happy. Suddenly, a snake emerged from the grass and slipped past us, startling us.

When we felt the hottest, a gust of wind suddenly came. I felt cool immediately, and the leaves of the trees rustled, as if they were smiling. At this time, many insects also came out. Some of them danced and some sang, breaking the silent silence. Occasionally, the barking of dogs and the sound of car horns were heard in the distance, and then everything fell silent again. I think summer nights are so beautiful. 2. A composition on plants for third graders

I like wintersweet, which stands upright in the wind and snow; I like lilies, which are as white as jade and delicate; I like peonies, which are fiery red and passionate; I like cherry blossoms... …But I love the lotus native to my hometown even more.

The lotus grows out of the mud but remains unstained, noble and elegant. When you walk to the lotus pond, you will see a strange scene in front of you: the lotus leaves set off the lovely lotus flowers, just like amber wrapped in emerald.

The shapes of lotus flowers are also different: some are in bud and ready to bloom, some are half-open and half-closed, some have sharp corners, and some are "hard to reject". If you observe carefully, you will find that the color of lotus flowers ranges from white to pink, and from red to pink.

Actually, I didn’t know much about lotus flowers at first, but after going through that flower show... It was a scorching summer, and my sister and I went to the flower show, and we suddenly fell in love with it. It was pouring rain, so we sat in the pavilion, looking at the rippling green pool... The lotus flowers were side by side, with roots and stems growing together. When a thunderstorm came, the lotus flowers remained the same. It was true that the old roots were crisscrossed, and the new branches were crisscrossing, and they were not afraid of the wind. , The rain is not afraid, no matter how thunder thunders in the sky, it will put strange flowers in the water. Lotus, lotus, you are so beautiful, you are as noble as Elizabeth in my heart. 3. A composition about flowers in the third grade of primary school

Impatiens

In this semester, the science teacher gave us three seeds and asked us to grow impatiens ourselves. When I got home, I first took out a flower pot, put soil in it, then put the seeds in the soil, and finally poured some water, and it was done!

Two weeks later, when I watered the impatiens again, I saw that the impatiens had sprouted and grown stems. I found that there were some filaments on the slender stems of the impatiens, and the leaves were pointed at both ends, with the leaf tips pointing downward.

A few days later, I looked on the balcony and found that the impatiens were blooming! Impatiens bloom with colorful flowers. I squatted down and looked at these cute little flowers carefully. It turns out that impatiens grow upward layer by layer in a cross shape around the main stem, and the edges of the oblate cotyledons have many serrations. There is a "tube" behind the impatiens. As long as you pick the impatiens and suck hard on the "tube", you will absorb the pollen from the impatiens. Impatiens is also known as henna. If you pick off the petals of impatiens, apply it on your nails, and then wrap the nails with tape, your nails will turn into the color of petals the next morning.

After an unknown number of days, the impatiens grew green fruits. When you peel the fruits, you will see dark brown seeds slightly larger than sesame seeds. ah! I love my impatiens. 4. A 250-word composition describing morning glory for the third grade

Morning glory, I love you

Some people say: "There are no green leaves to contrast. The red flowers are as beautiful as the red flowers. "Indeed, from a certain perspective, the life of green leaves and grass is undoubtedly much nobler than that of a flash in the pan, but I appreciate flowers, I love flowers, and I love morning glories even more.

Spring rain sheds tears, and the drizzle passes through the moist and warm air, making a "tapping" sound. The spring breeze smiles, blowing on the land of China and everyone's heart. In a small dilapidated house near my home, it seems that there is a little life that is about to bloom, but it is still in bud.

After the spring breeze, the hot summer has arrived. People were walking back and forth through the streets in the sweltering heat. The little creatures on the broken house seemed to understand the brisk rhythm and jumped with joy. The sky was roaring and the rain kept falling, hitting the little life's body. Its leaves were beaten to bruises. It cried and called, and struggled and grew in the temper. After one night, only the poor buds were left, like a petite woman, yet still in bud.

Autumn is here, and the little life is finally in full bloom. But everything doesn't seem to be going well.

It has experienced the torment of wind and rain and the test of scorching heat, in order to show its beauty in nature! But now, how can the flowers compete with beauty when they are withered? But it did not give up, and continued to hold on tightly with its roots and stems, climbing up with all its strength, because it was convinced that it would be able to see a colorful rainbow if it climbed over the broken house that hindered it. It works hard, climbs, and shouts. Although it saw the ruddy red maple leaves in autumn and the yellowing of the green land, it always took one step at a time and was tenacious. Even in the face of the bone-chilling winter, it still worked tirelessly for its ideals.

Time ruthlessly deprived the morning glory of its life, and it finally fell. It worked tirelessly for an ideal. Even if it means risking your own life.