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The fourth grade composition when osmanthus fragrance is fragrant again.

I love osmanthus.

Walk into the door of autumn, welcome the breath of autumn and come to the embrace of autumn.

I went for a walk in the park as usual. Stepping into the park gate, the autumn wind blows on my face, bringing coolness. The wind is fragrant, faint and sweet. Follow the footsteps of autumn, go straight in, the more you go in, the stronger the fragrance. Without much effort, I soon found this attractive little thing-two osmanthus trees, and the fragrance they just released is really good!

I followed. "wow! This laurel tree is so big! " I couldn't help screaming. It's really worthy of being Qiu Ren, this shelf, which makes me dumbfounded! Its body is thin, like an elegant girl. Look carefully, the flowers are very small, a bunch here and a bunch there, densely hidden among the green leaves. Golden petals are not as yellow and white as ordinary osmanthus, so it is no wonder that this fragrance is more intense. I looked down and greedily absorbed its fragrance. It is strange that I am so close, but the fragrance is not as fragrant and delicious as just now. I can't help but take a step back, and the wind rushes into my cheeks and nostrils with this rich sweetness.

I smiled. It turns out that the wealth of this osmanthus is given by the wind.

Look up at the bird on the branch. This bird should also like the smell! Look down at the green space under your feet. This grass should also like the taste! Grandma should prefer this rich osmanthus fragrance! Grandma! This smell reminds me of my grandmother in the distance. She is really a "universal spirit"! .

Walking on the way home, you can still smell the sweetness brought by the wind. I will never forget this smell, because it is the smell of autumn.

I love osmanthus.

I like osmanthus. I planted two pots of osmanthus at home. Every time I go to bloom, I can smell the faint flowers.

That night, the moon hung in the sky, with a secret brilliance. I sat by the window, and there were two pots of osmanthus flowers outside the window. I enjoy the moonlight and smell the faint flowers. I really like it.

I like osmanthus, and I appreciate its low profile. Its flowers are small and hidden between big leaves and branches. The flowers are light yellow, very light. I think osmanthus is very simple, unlike bright roses, big bright red flowers. Flowers are bigger than leaves. I don't appreciate the elegance of roses. There are small thorns on the branches of the rose, which really looks like a beautiful trap-it is beautiful and attractive to pick, and as a result, my hand is stung by the thorns on the rose.

Osmanthus fragrans is unknown, and in a certain period of time, it silently exudes fragrance. If I have a garden, I must plant rows of osmanthus beside the path and walk on the path at night. Rows of osmanthus flowers bloom at the same time, emitting a charming fragrance.

Moonlight and osmanthus fragrance really match. The moon on the ground is osmanthus fragrans, and the osmanthus fragrans in the sky is the moon.

Sweet osmanthus fragrance

"Eight osmanthus flowers float ten miles". It's August in the lunar calendar, and osmanthus trees can be seen everywhere. Although their flowers are not so dense, like stars scattered at night, I prefer the fragrance of osmanthus at this time.

Osmanthus fragrans smells good when it first blooms, but it often feels too strong or even pungent when it is close. At present, its fragrance gradually fades away, leaving only a few wisps. Only by smelling carefully can we capture the mystery hidden in the grass and Woods. At this time, you can also get in close contact with it. It won't give off that kind of thick fragrance, but it will be replaced by a charming soul fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.

I recall carefully that there was a beautiful osmanthus tree two years ago, but I never seemed to notice the difference in its fragrance, and I didn't even feel the sweetness of the flowers.

I was just in the first grade that year, because I was not happy to leave primary school, I just felt that homework could be piled up into a hill and teachers would eat people. Because I choose a school, my home is far from the school. My father leaves with me at six in the morning and waits at the school gate at six in the afternoon, no matter how busy I am. But I didn't seem to see anything at that time, only knowing the troubles and worries of studying.

On the way home, my father always asks me something about school or tells me something interesting he found, but I only think about my own business and don't care what my father says. Over time, there was only silence on the way home. I only remember one day, my father said to me, "Osmanthus fragrans will wither!" " "I turned my head and found a large yellow flower on the side of the road, emitting a faint fragrance. It turns out that osmanthus has been in bloom for a long time, but I didn't notice it.

Numbness and sadness accompanied me for a year and a half. Finally, my father stopped insisting on his own ideas and helped me transfer. By chance, I felt that my father was much older and had red silk in his eyes. I just remembered that my mother said that my father likes sleeping best and doesn't get up until eight or nine in the morning. I seem to have been hit hard: I didn't see the beautiful osmanthus flowers on the road, but I caused the silence on the road myself ... I tried to seize those memories and force myself to go out of the original world to create a new world, but in my mind, it was.

When I paid attention to osmanthus again, it was already the ninth grade, and my father was by my side. I smiled and said to my father, "Sweet-scented osmanthus smells good!" "Whether the osmanthus on the road is still beautiful, I'm afraid I don't have much chance to enjoy it, even with my father. I also miss the schools and teachers I used to hate very much. I can't go back to the past, but I want to cherish all the people who love me and the people and things I should love!

Is it really distance that produces beauty?

osmanthus flowers

In Qiu Lai in summer, the weather is cool, Huang Die is dancing, and osmanthus flowers are quietly blooming in autumn.

The osmanthus tree stands slim at the entrance of the school dormitory. Among its lush leaves, lovely little osmanthus flowers are like shy girls, looming in the lush leaves, sometimes hiding, sometimes revealing half a face, as if playing hide-and-seek with us! Although it is so small and unremarkable, its thick fragrance can always make me stay at the entrance of the dormitory for a while. The fragrance is very fragrant, and there is a little coolness in the fragrance, which makes us all like it and adds a little beauty to the boring study life.

The sweet-scented osmanthus at the entrance of the dormitory makes me feel particularly comfortable every time I go in and out of the dormitory. It also reminds me of my aunt's Osmanthus Jelly. The familiar smell is back. Sweet, greasy, soft and fragrant glutinous rice and sweet-scented osmanthus immediately hit my heart and lingered for a long time. ...

I sometimes look at the small sweet-scented osmanthus and quietly smell its thick fragrance. Sometimes I run around osmanthus, and a gust of wind blows over. Osmanthus fragrans branches shook gently, as if nodding to me. Sometimes, I will pick up a few osmanthus flowers that have fallen to the ground and put them in my hand to observe them carefully. Osmanthus fragrans has six or seven petals, which is very beautiful. When I breathe, osmanthus will fly in the blue sky, bringing fragrance to the distance. Mom said that the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed, which meant that autumn had arrived. You should put on more clothes to be careful of catching a cold.

Osmanthus fragrans, my favorite autumn flower, reminds me of my closest relatives and makes me feel warm on campus. Thank you for bringing me that wonderful moment.

The sports meeting in osmanthus fragrance

Colorful flags are flying around the flower beds of the school, and bright banners are hung on the walls. In the thick osmanthus fragrance, we finally ushered in the long-awaited sports meeting.

With the order of President Kong, the fifth sports meeting of our school began! Suddenly, the whole playground was filled with a great feeling of excitement and excitement. Each class lined up in a neat phalanx and walked quickly to the rostrum. Of course, our class 504 is better. When we walked past the rostrum, Teacher Han introduced passionately: "Class Four is full of vigor and vitality. They shouted' Love my Class Four, Show My Style'. " We shouted loud slogans and strutted, winning the praise of the teachers and students of the whole school.

The game started, the athletes chased each other and the whole stadium was in full swing. Look! The long jump in the sand is wonderful, and the 60-meter run on the playground is also extremely fierce.

But what attracts me most is the high jump competition on the small playground. The athletes gave chase and jumped one after another. In the end, only two players were left to participate. The game has reached a fever pitch. At this time, the jumping bar was raised again, and the audience's heart was almost in their throats. I saw that player No.3 rushed to jump hard, but accidentally touched the pole and fell heavily, and the jumping pole also fell. In the end, his opponent won without a fight.

After watching the exciting pole vault, I went to watch the 800-meter race. It's really overwhelming When the referee fired, the athletes flew out like arrows. Yong-Liang Jun ranked fifth at the beginning of our class. I can't help secretly worrying. So I ran after him on the runway and cheered for him. Running and shouting: "Come on, Liang Zi!" I don't know if my run-up played a role, but Yong Liang Jun caught up with him, surpassed one player after another and miraculously won the championship. Finally, he sat down at the finish line exhausted. I quickly went to hold him and gave him a thumbs-up sign. The whole class was very excited and congratulated him and praised him for winning the honor for the class. In the fragrance of osmanthus, our faces are covered with sweet smiles.

Guihuayu

"Osmanthus fragrans is the second patented flower in China, with more than 600 species, mainly divided into Jingui, Yin Gui, Dangui and Sijigui. Osmanthus fragrans has a beautiful meaning, such as laurel ... "With the teacher's explanation in the Botanical Garden, our reporter from Niutong Society started a tour of osmanthus fragrans.

After learning the knowledge and culture of osmanthus fragrans, we went to various places to collect osmanthus fragrans. The osmanthus trees in the Botanical Garden are really tall and big. It is said that they are fifty or sixty years old, but I haven't found any traces of osmanthus for a long time, only lush leaves. The teacher said it was a pity that the weather suddenly became hot these days. I looked around and came to the river. I saw a layer of orange osmanthus on the river, which looked like a big blanket. Very beautiful.

I kept searching and finally found a sweet-scented osmanthus tree in full bloom, like a group of lovely children. However, the tree is a little high, and our children can't touch it at all. At this moment, Xiao Mo's brother came. He jumped with a jerk, pulled the trunk down with his right hand, and the osmanthus fell, dancing happily like an elf in the wind with perfume. Fortunately, I played an umbrella on the ground in advance, just in time for the "osmanthus rain". I carefully put osmanthus into my bag and sniffed it deeply. It smells good!

Osmanthus fragrans is the city flower of Hangzhou, and the whole city is full of Osmanthus fragrans. Let's enjoy ourselves!

After watching osmanthus rain

Falling flowers are ruthless, and there is love in the world.

The morning sun, with empty leaves, shines obliquely from the window on the illustration on the last page of "osmanthus rain"-osmanthus flowers all over the floor still can't hide the joy on their faces. However, it took the protagonist Wan Ling more than ten years to get it.

Because of her life experience, everyone is far away from her and despises her. After washing her feet, she only dared to hide in the grass and look at the osmanthus tree full of people. Looking at her lonely back, I thought of another person. ...

Her grades are average and she is gentle, but she is too introverted and doesn't like to get in touch with people. Originally, because of her cuteness, some people played with her, but very few. Then, somehow, some bad rumors about her gradually spread in the class. Gossip is everywhere, and friends who are willing to play with her are gradually disappearing. Every activity, I always see her alone looking at the bustling crowd with longing in her eyes, but maybe she is used to it. She can stay quietly until class is over. I can only see her silence as usual in school.

Wan Ling did not give up, and finally ushered in the first spring of life. She saved a fire herself, saved the belief of the whole village-osmanthus tree, and changed the whole village's view of her. And she around us, after silently watching time slip away at her feet for two or three years, looked up and still looked like a deserted desert.

People with cleanliness in the class are more sensitive to her. During the break, someone accidentally wiped her desk. The man turned around and found that it was her desk. He exclaimed in horror, and the noisy class immediately focused on her. Facing so many pairs of burning eyes at once, she was at a loss, but she looked back at the man and smiled. No one knows whether it is bitter or helpless. The man still refused to give up, turned around and took a rag and wiped it hard in his hand. After school in the evening, she went back early. However, the students on duty have a soft spot for her chair, no matter how she puts it. She must remember to put away the chair before leaving. At noon, she always waits until the last one closes the doors and windows. But what she did will not get special attention or recognition from people, but will become a joke of others.

But she tries to get recognition from others and will not be completely ignored. Gradually, someone will feel wronged for her experience and her attitude will not be as bad as in the past. She will always be a member of the class. Only under the careful watering of everyone can her desert bloom in spring. Everyone needs to be cared for. Only by showing more care and tolerance to the people around you can you immerse yourself in a world full of love and happiness. Praising others can make them happier than mocking their shortcomings. Why not? Give a helping hand to the people around you, so you don't have to be afraid of the day when you can't get up. Under the same roof, what is needed is to support each other to grow up. We can also draw a perfect ending for her ending.

Osmanthus fragrans on the tree blooms and withers, but only care in the world will never fade.

Osmanthus tree outside the window

One day, I opened the window of my room, and a fragrance suddenly made me relaxed and happy. Look around, oh, it turns out that osmanthus flowers are blooming outside the window.

There is a tall osmanthus tree outside my window. The tall trunk is more than 4 meters high visually, and it grows stronger year by year. Dark brown bark, covered with horizontal lines, very rough. The leaves are green and smooth, with a circle of "small teeth" on the edge. Pile one cluster on top of another, leaving no gaps. Green is shining brightly in my eyes, and the breeze is blowing, as if there are elves dancing on every leaf, which is very beautiful.

Autumn is coming, and the trees are covered with small buds. The bud is about the size of a small grain of rice, and the color is similar, but it is thinner. It feels soft and smooth, and it smells like grass. It hasn't opened yet. The flowers are yellow and white, and in the middle of the four petals, there is a pale yellow stamen like millet, which exudes a refreshing fragrance. The fragrance of osmanthus fragrans is not as strong as some flowers, but light. From a distance, it gets into your nose and approaches you. Look carefully with your nose. It's not so fragrant. It's refreshing. There is a hint of coolness in the aroma, as if to remind people that autumn has arrived.

From the sweet-scented osmanthus, I realized a truth: the appearance can be ordinary, but it must emit the most fragrant fragrance!

My friends and I often smell the fragrance under the tree and play together. Sometimes I will pick up the small flower that falls to the ground and put it on my head, pretending to be a cute little hairpin. Sometimes, I will catch a handful of small flowers and give my friends a little osmanthus rain ... Small osmanthus leaves fragrant memories in my childhood.

osmanthus flowers

I like good smelling flowers, so my grandfather's sweet-scented osmanthus suits me best. Grandpa saw that I liked it and gave me some osmanthus seeds.

It is autumn when sowing, and I am looking forward to it with joy. But after half a month, nothing happened, and gradually I forgot.

It was several weeks before I saw a few delicate seedlings with seed shells on their tips, as if wearing a hat of the wrong size. When the bud first came out of the ground, it was so tender that it would burst when the wind blew. I was so scared that I didn't dare to let the water run down when watering the flowers, but sprayed it carefully with a watering can. After a few days, the bud grew a little hard and the color changed from red to green. It has grown to two fingers high, and it has grown so fast!

Osmanthus fragrans grew up, out of control, rose rapidly, and the light green quickly transitioned to brown. The trunk is as thick as the little finger, like a young man!

Spring has arrived, and osmanthus has finally caught the warm sun! It received a letter from Chun and became more and more crazy. But after a few days, I found that its leaves grew smaller and smaller, but they were dense. Grandpa said it was not enough nutrition, so he went out to buy several bags of flower fertilizer and cut off some extra branches and leaves, and the leaves finally grew back to normal size.

After two years, it finally bloomed! This flower is hidden in the leaves, slender and golden. Flowers are only the size of rice grains, but they are dense, one next to the other. The most attractive thing is the aroma. Far away, there was a faint fragrance. At that moment, I felt that all the efforts were worth it.

Looking for Osmanthus fragrans in Hang Cheng-Osmanthus fragrans Music

When Miss Xia's little fresh skirt floated before our eyes. Miss Qiu, a slim figure fluttering in a long skirt, came to the world with a wand in her hand. People say that the messengers of spring are cheerful birds and green flowers and trees; Summer mail is hot sun and slim lotus; The followers in winter are white snow flowers and dark and fragrant plum blossoms. Then, the fans in autumn are colorful chrysanthemums and osmanthus flowers. Now, it is the autumn season, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, take a deep breath, and the faint fragrance will come to the nose, making people feel refreshed. So, in this season, I went downstairs to look for osmanthus.

Down the stairs, the faint fragrance of osmanthus rose to the nose. Wow! It smells good! My feet are not controlled by my brain, so I follow my intuition to find the source of fragrance. Over there! So, my feet ran, looking for the fragrant smell. Found those trees, saw those green trees, and clusters of small yellow flowers dotted on them. "wow! Here it is! Brother, come and see! " I greeted my brother eagerly and dragged him to the tree. Wow! What flowers! Clusters of tightly embrace together, just like a few frightened little dolls, tightly embrace together, with no intention of parting. Those small flowers, like five plasticine petals stuck together, are small and clustered together, and a small piece of yellow hangs on the branches, emitting a fragrance. I pulled down the branches covered with yellow flowers and sniffed them. The fragrance seemed to enter my whole body from my nose, and I suddenly felt refreshed.

Suddenly I remembered the text "osmanthus rain" and wanted to experience the author's "flower-shaking music", so I told my brother to stand under the branch, picked up a osmanthus tree by himself and shook it hard. The cool rain in autumn, accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus, falls down together. My brother's face is covered with osmanthus and raindrops. Seeing my brother in high spirits, my heart jumped with joy. I hope my brother can help me shake osmanthus and let me enjoy that feeling. My wish will come true soon. I stood under the tree, my brother shook the osmanthus tree desperately, and the petals fell, gently stroking my face and falling on my face and body, and the raindrops fell with the fragrance of flowers. The fragrant smell seems to cover me, and I am immersed in flowers. Hands clenched, trying to catch every falling flower, small yellow flowers fell in my palm one by one, so small, but so charming. I cocked my nose and took a deep breath. Wow! It smells good!

Holding a hand full of osmanthus, I walked home excitedly. When I got home, I put the fragrant osmanthus on the table, picked off the twigs and leaflets, and put all the flowers in boiling water. Those osmanthus flowers are tumbling, swimming in boiling water and enjoying free hot springs. I want to make osmanthus syrup! My father made it for me once before autumn. It's really sweet, fragrant and delicious! This time, I can finally try to do it myself! When the sweet-scented osmanthus changed from beautiful pale yellow to brown, I knew it was time to fish them out. Wait and wait, they finally change color. After fishing for osmanthus, I put a few spoonfuls of sugar into it and stirred it. When the sugar finally melted, I couldn't wait to take a sip. It doesn't matter if I don't drink it. I was shocked and burned to death! I have to wait patiently for 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes, 20 minutes ... It seems that after a century, I carefully took a sip of osmanthus syrup. Wow! The fragrance of osmanthus seems to have been drunk by me, sweet and fragrant. This is really the best water I have ever drunk!

As Li Qingzhao said: "The corpus luteum is soft under dim light. Love is gone, only fragrance remains. Why light blue and light red? It is a first-class flower. " Osmanthus fragrans is not as beautiful as peach blossoms, peony, cherry blossoms and lotus flowers, but it does not compete with them, but chooses to pay silently to provide people with its refreshing fragrance.

I like osmanthus.

Every autumn, there is always a refreshing fragrance around me, from a small yellow figure. They are not as noble and elegant as peony, nor as enchanting and gorgeous as roses, but they will never forget to contribute to us and add a touch of poetry to the world. They are sweet-scented osmanthus.

A rain in autumn, the bean-sized raindrops swept away many small and weak creatures in droves, and the petals of the sky whirled with the raindrops in the rain and dissipated. After the rain, everything doesn't look so vibrant. There is a laurel tree. Yesterday, yellow flowers decorated her appearance like pearls, but today she is lonely-all her "treasures" have been looted. You see, the poor flower is lying quietly in the mud at this time, like a falling angel, surrounded by lifelessness.

You know, for flowers, withering is equivalent to death. Then, since this osmanthus has withered, who is emitting a faint fragrance? Still osmanthus. Can people still contribute to society after death? No; Flowers have withered, can they still give off fragrance? Yes, osmanthus is the best example. In the face of death, it did not choose to sit still, but made a final contribution to the world with its only remaining strength. This is the spirit of osmanthus, dedication and greatness.

"Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains." I like sweet-scented osmanthus, its fragrance, its selfless dedication.